#He’s just…. Fluffer Pupper

[welcome-to-green-hills]

The shadows aren’t particularly fans of hugs so they settle with giving SCU!Shadow headpats and shoulder pats <3

SCU!Shadow needs all the head pats, ear rubs, and nose kisses that he can get❤️🥺❤️

[macaquesbbg]

Sonic 3 spoliers below

I feel like when sonic and shadow were talking on the moon, sonic should have said ''hey, maybe when this is all over, you can come live with us!''. sonic could have offered shadow basically a new family. much like how in sonic 1, all sonic wanted and needed was a family. in sonic 3, shadow needs a new family since maria is gone. just imagine that, chat, shadow living with them! AHH it would be so cute! and since Amy is finally being introduced to the sonic movies, the fluffer puppers will all be together. that is if shadow makes it off of whatever planet he landed on after the whole ''LIVE & LEARN'' battle with sonic. how do yall feel about that?

[minusgangtime]

heh heeeh yeaaa~ your a big oool fluffer pupper~ *he's having the time of his life~ huh, wonder if the rest of the gang is like this*

Meanwhile, Pico was just chilling on the couch-

[tera-91]

Half-cooked thoughts ... pt 1

So its been about a week since I type up a rant. A lot has happened.

Some good, some not so good.

At least I guess it depends on who is asked that question.

One of my little fluffballs seem to be doing well. I haven’t noticed much, every time I check things seem ok. I don’t check a lot, mostly because I’m afraid to. Afraid I will hear something that I don’t want to. But we are on another medication to make sure things sound right.

My other furball is healing from surgery. A long way to go before things are normal again. Healing a bone takes so long. Doesn’t help this fluffer is a high energy breed pup. Already is trying to hobble around faster than is advised. Isnt a good medicine taker, never has been. But the little gremlin is eating well so that is good.

Kind of sort of because of said pupper I decided to quit my job. It was just the last straw with the manager. I asked for some accommodation but of course he was just an ass about it. Said I could be given the accommodation if I worked hours that I said from the jump that I could not work. I didn’t just quit because of this, a lot of other stuff transpired before. This was just my breaking point.

I still have a hand full of shift left but I really don’t want to work with this manager any longer. The other one is ok. If I could just work with the other manager only. But even then I just swing between not caring in the slightest if I might be running late, to feeling like I’m on the edge of a panic attack. Mostly which depends on if I know who the manager will be there that day.

Like if I know it’s the one that makes the schedule I get fidgety and feel like I catch myself holding my breath before I leave to go to work. To the point that I leave in a panic and somehow get there upwards of 10 minutes early. Sometimes I clock in only because I am given a work item. But I know this manager knows. I did this once and I saw the way they looked at the clock. Almost like they were about to say something but I guess realized the amount of time wasn’t a lot so not worth it. Once I get there I flip flop between being angry to ready to bolt. Either way I just want to leave.

 If it’s the other one, the nicer one. If I’m running late I don’t particularly care, I know they wont blow up about me being under 5 minutes late.

[katedrakeohd]

wacky drabbles  # 29

This week’s prompt is: How many [food items] did you eat today? 

Prompt is bolded in the story.

This week features Part Five of my Very A Valtorian Christmas series. (Catch up here)

Wacky Drabblers: @bbrandy2002  @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @burnsoslow @jessiembruno @jovialyouthmusic @dcbbw @brightpinkpeppercorn @sirbeepsalot @bobasheebaby @stopforamoment @drakeandcamilleofvaltoria @romanticatheart-posts @pedudley @theroyalromancexx @drxkewalker @walkerswhiskeygirl @krsnlove @sawyeroakleyscowboyhat

@janezillow @polishchoicesfan @imthequeenofcordonia @darley1101 @loveellamae @blades-of-light-and-shadow @bebepac @i-miss-trr @flutistbyday2020 @emceesynonymroll

Word count: 1151

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Candy Kisses

In the great room of the Valtorian manor the Christmas tree is lit and sparkling with glittering ornaments. Outside the windows the sky is darkening past sunset, and the first stars are poking through the indigo canopy. King Nicholas is holding a box of candy canes while Hana and Kate look for spots on the tree to hang them. Every so often the holiday music playing on the room's stereo system filters through their conversation, prompting Kate to smile and hum along.

Hana hangs a striped candy on a branch, glancing back over her shoulder at Nicholas, “Is this a good spot?”

Nicholas contemplates the ornaments around that part of the tree and directs Hana to another branch, “Try the empty branch up and to your right, where you are is a little crowded.”

Hana shrugs and then hooks her candy cane in the new spot, “I'll trust your judgement on where to put them. I'm new to this sort of thing.”

Nicholas nods, “I suppose for both of you ladies this is your first Christmas Holiday spent away from home. What traditions did you celebrate with your family?”

“Christmas isn't a national holiday in China, and my father was more interested in the boost to his business during December than the exchanging of gifts or spending family time.”

Kate frowns, exchanging a sad glance with Nicholas, “That's too bad Hana. Hopefully your Christmas in Cordonia is much nicer than that.”

Hana smiles, her eyes shining with emotion that she quickly blinks away. “It's already much better, thanks Kate.”

Nicholas steps over to Hana and slides an arm around her back to give her a hug. “I know my holiday is much nicer with you in it too, Hana.”

Kate grabs a candy cane out of the box and hooks it onto the front of her sweater. “Plus you're fun to decorate.”

Hana looks down and starts giggling, “Does this make my sweater an ugly Christmas Sweater now?”

Kate swipes a handful of tinsel from the tree and drapes it over Hana's shoulder with a flourish. “Nope, but it is now.”

The laughter in the great room is interrupted by the skittering of toenails and the whimpering and barking of the corgis as they race down the hall.

Kate claps her hands happily, “Ooh, Santa and his Elf are home.”

…

Drake pushes the heavy front door shut behind him and Maxwell. As he stomps on the mat to knock the snow off his boots, Drake pulls off his Santa hat and sighs, “It's good to be home.”

Fluffers and Gracie yip and circle Maxwell as he holds his bag of candy out of their reach.

“Sorry guys, these aren't treats for puppers.”

Kate, Hana and Nicholas join them in the front hall. Hana's still wearing tinsel on her sweater. Drake raises an eyebrow,

“Did you run out of room on the tree for that stuff? Or is the tree shedding?”

Hana looks down, “Oh, that. Kate was attempting to make me look more festive.”

After kicking his boots off, Drake gathers them up and steps by Kate, stopping to give her a kiss on the cheek on his way to the closet.

“Speaking of festive, is that dress new? Mrs. Claus looks nice in red.”

Smoothing one hand over her belly, and lifting the skirt to give it a little swish, Kate smiles,

“It's a Christmas gift from Hana, so Santa approves?”

Hana blushes slightly and looks away as Drake scoops Kate into his arms from behind and kisses her on the neck, his voice a low growl,

“Oh, Santa definitely approves.”

Maxwell pops a gummy candy in his mouth, watching the joyous reunion with just a little bit of envy.

Nicholas clears his throat trying to break up the growing awkwardness in the room, “Ahem, so shall we return to the great room? Resume our party?”

Hana snatches the bag of candy from Maxwell, scolding him when she notices the powdered sugar and sprinkles on his face, “Just how many of these candies did you eat today?”

Drake chuckles as he and Kate follow everyone back to the great room, "Oh about 10 too many."

In the great room a buffet table full of sweets and party food catches Drake’s eye. When Kate hears his stomach rumble, she grins and then lets go of his arm so he can go grab a snack. “Go ahead honey. I know that Santa can’t live on candy canes alone.”

Drake pops a piece of cheddar into his mouth, nodding as he chews and swallows. “Darn right he can’t.”

Hana waves Kate over by the Christmas tree, “Come take a Christmas selfie with me Kate.”

Maxwell chimes in, “Ooh, can I get in on that too?”

“Sure you can, sweety.” Kate makes room for Maxwell to get in the middle between her and Hana.

Hana hands Nicholas her phone to take their picture. Turning the phone sideways he lines up the shot, “Ok everybody, smile.”

Max wraps an arm around each girl and smiles wide, “Oh yeah, this is going on my Instagram.”

Drake rolls his eyes and then turns back to the buffet, mumbling, “Just keep your hand off my wife’s ass Beaumont.”

----

Nicholas joins Drake on the sofa with his own plate of snacks. They watch with amusement as Maxwell recounts the harrowing details of their sleigh ride to Hana and Kate. With every gasp of astonishment or frown in Drake’s direction he just shrugs or shakes his head.

Nicholas leans in close to Drake to ask, “Is that really how it happened?”

Drake mumbles around a mouthful of cracker, “One minute he was singing Jingle Bells and then all of a sudden he wasn’t. The way he tells it, I tried to jump us over a snowy canyon like Kristof and Sven.”

Nicholas frowns, “Like who?”

Drake shakes his head, “Nevermind.”

----

Much later, while Maxwell is trying to figure out how to connect the Karaoke machine he brought to the room’s stereo and TV, Drake pulls Kate aside.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m about ready to quit this party. After a day with Maxwell and a bunch of neighborhood children I’m hoping for some quiet time with my wife.”

Kate snuggles into Drake as he strokes his hand up and down her back, “Do you think they’d mind if we ducked out for a while?”

Tucking his face into her hair he mumbles, “I know we’re the hosts, but…”

Kate sighs with contentment and strokes her hand up and down his chest, running her fingers along the red elastic suspenders of his Santa suit. “You know what, these suspenders are kinda sexy…I wonder how they’d look on you without the shirt and red furry pants.”

Drake grins, “Ok that settles it, let’s go..”

While everyone else has their backs turned they quietly slip out the door.

----

[scribblewing]

I was browsing the preorder bonuses for WO4U and just found out that Garm is a thing??? And this absolute fluffer is the guardian of Hel???

His status as a sacred treasure is interesting though, I would have thought he’d be a mount? I guess he’ll work the same as the boar? It sucks that he doesn’t come with the upgrade pass, I’ll just have to wait until he’s released as his own DLC.

**edit: Found out he’s a skin for a new sacred treasure, so at least I’ll have a pupper at launch! Still gonna get Garm though he’s cute.

[classlesstulip]

Oh! I've so many questions! When did Ty get his dogs? Why did he get them? How long have they been together? How do they react to people Ty likes? And to people he doesn't like? Is someone not liking the doggos a deal-breaker for Ty? What about the other way around? How do they comfort people in need? Were they there when Ty died? What did they do when they realised their papa wasn't around? (lol this turned into angst real quick)

ACK! That's a lot!

Hooo, okay, here we go! If it's applicable to both sets of dorgs, I'll include the info.

1). When did Ty get his dogs?

Mazel and Tov he got about 3-4 years before TLMA started. They would be 6-ish years old when they reunited. He would be 25-ish when he got them, and they all had to go thru a lot of training together.

The newer five he got years later, quite a bit of time after he and Julian got married and settled down in Neptunia. Those puppers he found in a neighboring town while he was sending a miss-summoned Incubus back to Rapture. Their dam actually came from the same litter Mazel and Tov did, and when Ty learned that, he had to have them.

It also helps that they were deemed not work/combat ready, and were better suited to being a home defense/guard and family dogs. THEY ARE SUPREME CUDDLERS!

2). Why did he get them?

He's a REALLY good and powerful Warlord. The cream of the crop gets one of these Hounds to be their partner. Depending on your job, you can get an offer to partner with one. Most often, Principia Standing Hounds do guard, combat, or cadaver work, depending on their talents. The fact that Ty was offered 2 says a lot about him, personally. Not many can get that.

Mab and the others he got because, well, how could he not? A set of fluffer puppers, who's dam was Mazel and Tov's sister, they were Chaim's last litter, AND they were suited more to family life? HE CAN'T LET THEM BE SEPARATED!

3). How long have they been together?

Discounting their time apart during Ty's death and ressurection, Mazel and Tov were with him for about 4 years. It would have been longer, but they were so overprotective about him during his recovery that they had nearly mauled Asra several times during his recovery. So, back to Serenissima they go!

The new pack are a little less than 2-ish.

4). How do they react to people Ty likes?

PUBBY! They get all pubby! Mazel more so than Tov. And the latest set are essentially trained housepets, so they pretty much like everybody.

5). And to people he doesn't like?

They won't growl or anything, but they won't go out of their way to welcome you. Like, if you try to pet them, they'll just walk off. Tov will literally just scoot far enough away that you can't get her (very passive aggressive lol). Mazel has been known to just let it rip, and her gas is lethal.

6). Is someone not liking the doggos a deal-breaker for Ty?

Yes. Getting a Standing Hound is a lifetime commitment. You don't just set them aside because your date doesn't want a dog. You set the date aside and have a night in with the furbabies.

7). What about the other way around?

If the dogs don't like somebody, that MEANS something. Move on to another field. Dogs are never wrong.

(This is good advice in real life. If your pet acts out of character when you bring somebody home, LISTEN.)

8). How do they comfort people in need?

They Flop. If you're laid up in bed sick, they Flop. If you're injured, they Flop. The breed has a characteristic behavior to Flop on/next to someone who is in A Bad Way to provide comfort. Is especially effective on children :)

9). Where were they when Ty died?

In Vesuvia, at Asra's. Asra was watching them while Ty was [REDACTED]. They knew something was up when papa didn't come home for three days.

10). What did they do when they realised their papa wasn't around?

They became depressed. Listless. They also broke out of Asra's shop on numerous ocassions, to try and track him down and bring his body home, but every time they got to the Palace, they lost his scent.

For the week after his confirmed death, it wasn't uncommon to see them laying at the foot of the Palace steps, waiting for him to come out.

[undertaleowl]

How would UT! Paps, US!Sans, and UF! Paps react to a S/O that has a huge dog? I'm talking like, people can mistake this thing to a horse big. (Bonus, big boofer is a cuddle bug)

Kittens and now doggos!? All of the cuddly things! Fun fact: my sheepadoodle Boo’s full name is Boo Fergus, and his nickname is Boofer, so I was imagining a Hulk sheepadoodle the entire time I was writing. In case you wanted another image of a cute pupper.

--Owlie

UT Papyrus

Despite Papyrus’s stance on the Annoying Dog, he is actually quite fond of dog monsters and other dogs alike. Annoying Dog was annoying, because he was always attracted to his bone attacks. However, Doggo and he were on good terms most times, and Dogamy and Dogaressa playfully teased Papyrus because he was one of the sentries. Therefore, he is not adverse to dogs like people might think.

However, a dog that size… that’s insane! After demanding, “This is a DOG? Even Greater Dog and Lesser Dog were only big because of their armor!” he sits down so he can be acquainted, and then he is seriously worried that the dog is going to crush him with their weight as they cuddle into him. After he adjusts, aside from being fidgety since he is not used to sitting down for that long, he relaxes and pets the dog, who seems over the moon that they are getting attention and loves and pets.   

How well Papyrus and the fuzzy baby get along depends on what kind of personality the dog has. Papyrus is able to be friendlier and more  involved with the dog if the dog is also capable of being energetic, like going for runs and playing tug of war. If the dog just likes cuddling and being lazy, then it is very likely that Papyrus would only be able to cuddle with them when he is falling asleep at bedtime. Either way, he is happy that his s/o has a companion even when he is not with them.

US Sans

Sans loves all dogs. And cats. And ferrets. And birds. Just… he is an animal whisperer, much to his brother’s confusion. There weren’t that many animals in the Underground, so it’s strange that he gets along with every animal he meets on the Surface. Like, he is Kronk from The Emperor’s New Groove when he talks to the squirrel. He is that guy. 

When he meets the horse-sized dog, he is just as eager to meet the fluffer as the dog is to meet him. All of the dog’s kisses and enthusiasm bubble out and cause Sans to laugh in turn and give the dog as much affection as he can. Every time he’s over, he gives the dog a greeting that lasts at least fifteen minutes. 

While he is more energetic than the other Sanses, he is still down for cuddle time, as long as they can do something while cuddling. If they tug on a rope or something while cuddling and sitting, he can do that all while he is happily chatting with his s/o. Honestly, as much as he loves animals, it makes him love his s/o even more when the s/o obviously loves and cares for their dog.

UF Papyrus

He has a cat. A CAT. The natural enemy of dogs! Even in the Underground, the dogs of the Royal Guard disliked Doomfanger (honestly, Doomfanger was how he kept all of them in line), so when his s/o tells him that they have a big dog, he is naturally a bit apprehensive and he snorts as soon as his s/o’s back is turned. There is no way that a mangy mutt will surpass Doomfanger in being a suitable animal companion!

However, when he actually meets the dog, he is quickly taken aback. He knew that his s/o said the dog was large, but the hound had surpassed all of his expectations in regards to their appearance. The dog is just as poofy as Lesser Dog and Greater Dog, but their fur is pristine, obviously well-groomed. When the dog leans backwards with their bottom in the air, Papyrus assumes that it is an intimidation tactic and finally realizes the dog’s end goal. It was not friendship, it was dominance! Naturally, he assumes the same pose. He is the alpha! The dog is thrilled, thinking that Papyrus is playing. The s/o laughs, thinking the same thing. However, when the dog just lays down on Papyrus and pants happily, he begrudgingly pets them, and the dog is happy.

After many other times of doing this same routine, Papyrus and the dog have a companionable relationship. However, it may not be time to bring Doomfanger over just yet.

[elitespacefreak]

Zim + Werewolf curse headcanons?

Curse? lmao no friend, this is a fucking blessing

Regular Form

He’s waaay more sensitive to smell. Even little shit, like someone’s cologne from across the room. It makes his nose wrinkle if it’s strong.

He still can’t tolerate meat on any level, but the proximity of it doesn’t make him as sick. However, he does have a larger apatite. Zim will eat you out of house and home so fast.

The little noises he can usually make as an Irken still apply, he’s just not as subtle about it. And it’s not on purpose so it startles him a lot. Like he’ll make a noise or something and then immediately cover him mouth and look super embarrassed.

Zim won’t howl or screech at the full moon per se, but it does make him agitated. He gets a little more anxious, he fidgets more, he’ll make those little noises more often. He tries really hard to hide it, but everyone fucking knows. They just don’t know why.

If he’s with someone romantically he gets hella extra affectionate, but it’s not something he can control so he’s mad about it. Like he’ll snuggle you and scowl the whole time.

He goes into school one day and Dib is blabbing about this werewolf he got real pictures of. Zim doesn’t yet understand what a “werewolf” is so he’s not worried about it, until Dib shows him the pictures and asks if it’s part of his newest plan since the dog is kinda funny lookin. Not like a real werewolf, more like a freaky werewolf.

Doggo Form

No pet. Only snuggle. >:T

I honestly am not even sure how this would translate? When I imagine werewolves I just imagine gargantuan dogs. Not that upright bipedal dog-man cryptid. Just a large dog. A Big Ol’ Pupper. So what would he even look like? Since our werewolves are the equivalent of our dogs, and I don’t imagine Irk has “dogs,” ?????? A fluffer with antennae? I don’t know, that’s up to you.

Whatever he looks like, he fucking hates it. At first. It scares him really bad and he goes into a panic - whining and pawing at his face and running in circles and falling over a lot because he keeps trying to walk on two legs. He’s just a mess.

Once he gets used to it though, he embraces it fully. He can run faster, he can take bigger bites out of people, bigger and more claws. A formidable opponent. The only downside is that he’s giant and fluffy and that’s not always intimidating.

His dog instincts and behaviorisms really piss him off for a while. Like why the fuck does he suddenly want to run in circles and get belly rubs and sniff everything? It’s humiliating and dumb.

Unless, again, he’s with someone and they take full fucking advantage of their new weird alien dog boyfriend. He’ll fetch what-the-fuck-ever you throw. Belly rubs? Fuck yeah. Cuddle pile? He might crush you but that’s okay bc he’s v soft. Slobbery dog kisses? Nonstop, that’s fucking payback. He also lets you ride around on his back because he thinks it’s adorable.

If he’s not romantically involved, Gir does a fantastic job of this all by himself. Whether or not he’s aware of the situation is yet to be determined. Zim’s new pack instincts won’t let him chew Gir’s head off, which he also hates.

These were fun :3

[hearthandhomemagick]

A Cottage Witches Hopes & Thoughts

Just a collection/string of random thoughts and hopes I've had thus far this morning. Enjoy.

I really fucking hope movies who have characters smoking blunts in scenes actually have those actors smoking a real blunt on set.

I wonder if crews for movies mass order from Taco Bell like my friends and I when we would be working on projects late at night. It's a lot cheaper.

I wonder if anyone at Taco Bell has witnessed and complained of the "Meat Tube" they must use in the kitchen, recently.

I wonder if the "Meat Tube" actually exists.

What the fuck happened to the Taco Bell Chihuahua? Or was that just a vivid dream??

I had a chihuahua twice in my life.

Fluffer Puppers.

I love my dog. He's so cool.

He's not my familiar, but he's my big goofy boofer!

Goofy Boofer....Goofy Goober...

I wonder if the Goofy Goober song could be turned into an incantation?

*Starts singing in a daunting, slow voice* Ooooooooooh, I'm a Goofy Goobe....yeah. You're a goofy Goober......yeah. We are all Goofy Goobers.....yeah. Goofy...goofy....goober....goober.....yeahhhhhhh.

Why.

[jungkookienoona]

The Meme and His Tutor

Part 38: The Day The Tutor Baked Cookies

Co-written with @jiminieblush

Recommended Song: Heart Attack by LOONA Chuu

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Summary:

It's nice just being able to spend a day with your friend.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count:  4272

Length: 38/?

Music blasted from your small- yet powerful- Bluetooth speaker as you thoroughly cleaned your kitchen surfaces and prepared all the equipment you would need for the day. Chubs was meant to arrive at any moment now in the taxi you had organised for her.

You were on your hands and knees rummaging through a cupboard for a set of scales when your phone buzzed in your back pocket. It was her.

'Just on way up :)'

You found the scales and had just enough time to give them a wipe down before there was a knock at the door.

"Coming!" You shouted, wiping your hands on your jeans and then turned the volume of music down.

You rushed over to the door, Miri's nails tappings against the floor as she followed after you, and pulled it open with a smile.

"Hi~" Chubs grinned, stepping forward as you moved back to let her inside.

"Hey! I'm surprised you didn't get lost...again."

She shut the door behind her and crouched down to greet Miri. "That's because you gave the taxi driver your address over the phone."

"Aren't I a good friend?"

She nodded. "I'm the one who flew twelve hours to see you. Aren't I the good friend?"

You crossed your arms and deadpanned, "I have everything prepared to make cookies."

Her eyes lit up as she stood upright. "Forget what I said; you're the better friend."

You smirked. "Damn right."

Leading her into the kitchen, you reminded her to wash her hands since she had touched Miri.

"I plan to make shaped sugar cookies today."

"Shaped?"

You grabbed a 'h' shaped cookie cutter. "We're writing a message out of cookies."

"And that message is...?"

Heat rose to your cheeks as you remembered the message you wanted to convey and why.

"An... um... apology..."

Her brows pinched together as she dried her hands. "An apology? Who have you been upsetting?"

You fiddled with your fingers as you failed to meet her eyes. "You know... for Jungkook’s neck-"

"For the hickeys!"

You buried your face in your hands. "Yes, for the hickeys. God, that was so embarrassing."

She awed. "He seemed to like them."

"The staff at BigHit won't though."

She gave you a look. "So are they for him or the staff?"

You took a moment to count the amount of letters your apologise would need.

"There's enough for Bangtan to have one each along with 13 members of staff.”

She giggled and clapped her hands. "Okay, let's get started then. What cookies are we making?"

You quickly washed your own hands, knowing that door handles were one of the most unhygienic objects in a household. "As I said, basic sugar cookies. Then we're icing them to make them look prettier."

You slid a mixing bowl along the counter so it was in front of her along with the scales.

"Can you be trusted to weigh out the dry ingredients?"

She nodded. "Of course! Though I need to know the measurements."

You pointed to a piece of paper on the work surface. "All the measurements are there. I wrote them out because we need more mixture than is mentioned in the original recipe. So instead of constantly doing the maths as we go along, I did it for us."

She raised an eyebrow. "You is smart."

You shrugged and went over to the fridge to find the eggs, butter and milk you would need.

"I'm not smart, just prepared."

The two of you went about the task of making the perfect cookie dough. While Chubs sifted the dry ingredients together, you creamed the butter and sugar before combining everything with milk and eggs. After the mixture started to form into clumps, you began kneading it together until it formed one big ball.

"Would you like to roll it out?"

Chubs nodded and waited as you put the dough into a plastic bag. She grabbed the rolling pin and began to roll it out.

"Once you're done we have to let it rest in the fridge for half an hour."

"Can we take her on a walk?" She asked nodding towards the ball of fluff eating from her bowl.

Half an hour would give you just enough time to take a walk around a few streets.

"Sure. I can give you a mini tour of the area around me."

While she rolled out the dough, you removed your already messy apron and washed your hands again before heading off to locate Miri's lead. You found it hanging from a hook by the front door and put your shoes and jacket on while there. Chubs joined you after washing her own hands saying that she'd left the dough to rest.

You hooked Miri's leash to her collar and gave it to Chubs. "You can be the one to walk her since it was your idea."

Opening the door, you gestured for her to leave first. The two of you took the elevator to the ground floor and then headed down the street towards the main road. As you walked, you pointed out the various shops, restaurants and takeaways just as Jungkook had only a few weeks ago when introducing you to your neighbourhood. You even popped into one of the shops to pick up some snacks so the two of you weren't tempted to eat the cookies once they were done.

Chubs was happy to ramble on asking questions about the area you lived, what it was like, how you were getting on with your Korean and such. As much as you loved Jungkook and Bangtan and the BigHit staff, it was nice to catch up with a friend from home.

"How's college going?"

She sighed and gave Miri's lead a gentle tug when she noticed her fall behind.

"Stressful. I wish it could all be over and done with already."

"You're finishing your last A-levels this year right? Any uni plans?"

You felt a tad bit of pity for Miri. Her small legs must be getting tired.

"Yeah, actually. The application process is driving me crazy." She looked up from Miri to you. "Now I know how you felt last year."

"At least you don't have a budding romance thrown into the mix. That added extra stress."

She scratched at her cheek. "Yeah I guess so... You had a lot going on. I bet your still can't believe you're here, can you?"

You shook your head. "I really can't. Like, it blows my mind that I live 10 minutes away from Bangtan. That Jungkook wants to sleep in my bed as much as possible."

She chuckled and you guided her down a street which would lead back to the one where your building was situated.

"I think we found out Jungkook is a cuddly drunk the other night."

"Very," you chuckled, memories of him practically draping himself over you on the sofa in front of the others after only a few cans of beer.

"Which reminds me," she started and swapped Miri's lead to her other hand so she could fish her phone out of her pocket. She tapped about on the screen for a second before passing it to you. "I may have snuck a few pictures. I hope you don't mind."

Your head snapped towards her, eyes wide. "You didn't!"

She waved her phone in front of your face. "Of course I did. Not only did I want to document the night but as your best friend it's my job to take cute candid pictures of you and your boyfriend."

Your cheeks tinted red as you stared at the small screen. You were sat on the floor against the sofa staring down at Jungkook who lay with his head in your lap. The two of you wore goofy grins, cheeks pink from the alcohol.

There was a moment of silence as you took in the details.

"Never let Jungkook see this."

Chubs looked at you confused, "Why?"

"As much as I love cuddly Kookie, he can't go around thinking it's okay to be clingy in public like that."

Chubs suddenly stopped to gather Miri in her arms; the pupper's eyes closed immediately as she rest her head against Chubs' forearm. You both 'aw'ed and continued on.

"Don't worry little fluffer, we're nearly back home."

You picked up the pace back to your building.

"He can't be clingy because he's in the public eye or because it makes you uncomfortable?"

You scratched the back of your neck. "Both I guess... I'm not used to PDA... and with him being an idol, PDA becomes super public."

She 'ah'ed. "I understand. I would probably feel the same if ever in your situation. Best to keep some of your personal life private."

Finally back home, you unlocked and opened the door for Chubs who gently placed Miri in her bed. You both went into the kitchen and donned your aprons before washing your hands.

"Can you preheat the oven to 200 degrees while I sort out the dough?"

She nodded and you got the dough from the fridge. You placed it on the worktop and removed it from its plastic bag to knead into a ball. Then, you placed it back into the bag so you could roll it out to a 5mm thickness. Chubs went about lining a baking tray while you rolled it out. After, it was time to shape the cookies using the cutters.

"So, what are we spelling out?"

You fiddled with you apron. "I wanna spell... 'I'm sorry for the hickeys'..."

She shrugged. "Alright-y," and began sorting through the letters for you.

You decided to cut the letters in chronological order as to make sure you had the right amount of each. Re-adjusting the oven temperature to 180 degrees, you put the cookies in and set a timer on your phone for 10 minutes.

While the cookies were baking, you quickly tidied up then resigned to the living room together with the snacks you’d bought earlier. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence on the sofa, scrolling through your individual social media accounts and tucking into a bag of honey butter chips.

"There's still gifs of me and Jungkook floating around," You groaned upon stumbling across a gifset from the party. Curse Taehyung for broadcasting your drunken shenanigans! Maybe he shouldn't get a cookie…

Chubs shifted so she see the gifset you were staring at with a small frown. "Want me to work some magic?"

You chuckled. "What magic? You can't get rid of every gif on the internet."

She huffed and sat back. "Fine. Just for doubting me I won't."

The situation somewhat reminded you of when you and Jungkook had uploaded videos of you doing each others makeup and how people had cropped images to make them look inappropriate or had giffed Jungkook's hand on your thigh…

You glanced at Chubs. "Were you offering to do another purge of the ship tag."

"Maybe. Only if you want me to. I can't do much about taking the original video down or other social media sites but I could probably do something about Tumblr."

You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. "How?"

Her lips quirked into a smile. "It's a secret."

"Do you have contacts in the Tumblr staff?"

She simply smiled. "What if I am a Tumblr staff?"

"Then let me give you a list of everything that's fucked up so you can fix it.”

She started to laugh and shook her head. "I'm not staff but if I was the website wouldn't be as bad as it is."

"Maybe you'd even sort out the problematic sub-communities..."

You may have been on that hell-site since you were 14, which only meant you had seen more shit hit the fan than most other people. And you definitely weren't happy with some of the issues raised on your dash which nothing was done about, such as the paedophilia tag.

"I'd make it a much safer place than it currently is."

And with that your phone began to vibrate in your hand.

"Cookies are done."

You told Chubs to remain seated as the cookies had to cool first before going to take them out of the oven. You carefully transferred each one to a cooling rack, then headed back into your living room.

Resuming your previous position, Chubs spoke up. "So...you're going to have to give these to Jungkook, right?"

You nodded with a slight frown of confusion. You thought that much was obvious.

"Do you need me for moral support or..."

Oh... She was wondering whether she was going to come along too.

"Of course you can come with me! I plan on spending as much time with you as I can while you're here!"

You playfully hit her on the shoulder with a smile.

She sagged against the sofa as she let out a breath. "Okay, good. When I got the message about flying over I was worried you'd be too busy and stuff..." she admitted, toying with her phone in her hands.

"I'm only attending online lectures right now so I'm not that busy. And I doubt Bangtan would invite you over here without making sure I had an empty schedule first."

To create some background noise you started flicking through the TV channels until you stumbled across The Return of Superman. That show was always so cute.

"True...no one said anything about-" she stopped mid-sentence to let out an inhuman squeal. "Y/N! Look! He's a baby panda!"

You looked to the TV where a teeny toddler was waddling about in a fluffy panda onesie.

"Aw~! That is adorable as fuck! You can bet I'll be dressing my future babies up like that!"

There was a nudge against your arm.

"Babies, huh?" There was a mischievous glint in Chubs' eye and you playfully pushed her back onto her side of the sofa.

"Stop~ I just meant in general..."

Getting back up, she gave you a skeptical look. "Yeah... right... I believe you."

You bit your lip and turned back to the screen, face softening when the toddler stumbled into his sibling as a result of the panda hood covering his eyes. The two of you continued to watched the show, gushing over how cute the children were. You were honestly amazed at how they were able to put together such complex sentences at such a young age, your memories telling you your younger siblings did not have that ability.

The episode finished and cut to an ad break. You clicked your neck, ignoring Chubs’ wince- hating when you did that, before getting to your feet. The cookies were probably cool enough to decorate by now.

"Up ya get Chubs, we have cookies to ice."

You both went into the kitchen and donned you aprons, for the final time that day, then washed your hands.

"Okay, so we need to mix the icing sugar, lemon juice, egg whites and food colouring together."

"Have you chosen a colour yet?"

You shook your head no. She smirked at you.

"Have you considered purple or red?"

You got the ingredients from the fridge. "No...I'm not too sure if I have those colours..."

"Shame... they would have been hickey coloured if you did..."

You placed the things from the fridge in front of her and went over to the kitchen cabinet which held your baking stash.

"Hm, I can't see any..." You pushed aside a box of pancake mix you'd picked up for those days you were too lazy to make them from scratch.

What you found was yellow: Jungkook's favourite colour. And since the icing was going to contain lemon juice it would be perfect. You went about mixing all the ingredients together to create a basic icing, Chubs leaning against the counter watching you.

A giggle suddenly bubbled out of her, making you raise a suspicious eyebrow.

"What are you laughing at?"

Another giggle, "It kinda looks like cum."

You stopped what you were doing to give her a disgusted look. "Ew!... How does your virgin ass even know what cum looks like?"

"Porn." She said, completely straight faced.

You made a fake gagging noise and turned back to the task at hand.

"It's your fault!" She cried. "How can you send me links to porn blogs and not expect me to scroll through them?!"

"I send you links to funny things I found on them while doing research for smut writing! How was I supposed to know you were going to look through the blogs!"

She shrugged. "You should have expected it from me."

"I thought you were pure," you muttered in mock disappointment, giving the icing one final mix before testing the consistency. Needed more lemon juice.

She giggled and pat your arm. "Sunshine, I've never been pure."

You tutted and mixed in the extra lemon juice, watching the mixture thin out to the perfect consistency. You spooned the mixture into two piping bags. One for you and one for Chubs.

"Basic rules of icing this way: outline first, let that dry, then fill."

She saluted you. "Aye, Captain."

You rolled your eyes at her antics. "Also, don't eat the icing until we're done...please?"

"Okay, okay. I promise I won't. Pass me a cookie please?"

You sighed, placing the piping bag down on the counter, you shook your hand out. It was cramping, but you had finally finished. A glance at Chubs told you she was on her last cookie, just starting to fill in the outline. You admired the set of cookies you had iced, all looking uniform and extremely yummy.

It was a shame you wouldn't be having one. Luckily you had used the leftover dough to make regular shaped cookies.

"Okay...I'm done." Chubs said putting down her icing bag and flexing her wrist like you had done.

"Right, just have to find a container for them and something to present them on once we get there."

You quickly found a tupperware container and Chubs managed to find a nicely decorated tray.

"All set!"

Chubs began carefully loading the cookies into the container while you refilled Miri's food and water for while you were gone. You each grabbed your belongings and made your way outside and to the bus stop along the main road.

You had sent Jungkook a text saying that you were on your way while on the bus. You didn't want to just drop in unannounced... or spoil the comeback for yourself and Chubs if you had arrived during a dance practice. His reply was almost immediate saying that he could be found in one of the dance studios and that you'd need to stop at reception for a visitors pass for Chubs.

The bus stopped a few buildings down the street from BigHit which gave Chubs plenty of time to freak out before you entered. And freak out she did. You even filmed it without her knowing. It was just too funny with how she was treating BigHit as some holy place that you took a religious pilgrimage to.

"I just can't believe I'm here," She muttered as the two of your walked through the revolving door into the building. “This trip is going to feel like a dream when I get home.”

You reached out to pinch her arm and giggled when she scowled at you.

The receptionist was all smiles, happily greeting you both and wishing you a good day after handing Chubs her pass. You led her down the maze like corridors, pointing out different areas and what they were. You even introduced her to some trainees you bumped into... not that they could hold a conversation past "Hello, how are you?" since they were in the beginning days of being taught.

Then, finally, you reached the dance studio. Chubs held out the tray so you could place the cookies on it before handing it to you. Chubs knocked on the door only for it to open no sooner than she'd dropped her hand. Yoongi stood in the doorway, bleach blonde hair matted to his forehead with sweat. He gave you a tired gummy smile before casting a look down at the cookies. He raised a brow at you then waved the two of you in.

You swore you almost dropped the tray when you saw Jungkook dressed in all black with a black bandana around his neck.

"Chubs... hold me."

Your friend instantly wrapped a hand around your bicep, muttering a curse, knowing exactly the kind of expletives and screams running through your head.

"Hey! What are you doing by the door?" A voice called.

The world seemed to morph into slow motion as Jungkook turned on the spot to look in your direction, eyes dark and hooded- obviously still in performance mode. An embarrassingly high pitched "eep" escaped you as he approached.

"Aw~ My Jagi has brought some homemade cookies in for me," He said with a smirk while brushing a strand of behind your ear, "cookies for her Kookie, right?"

You gulped and nodded, barely noticing Chubs let you go and move towards Namjoon.

"They're an apology."

"For what?"

"Read them."

He dropped his gaze to the tray and was silent for a second before bursting into giggles.

"'I'm sorry for the hickeys.'" He read, looking back up with a wide smile. "You're so cute!"

"I'm not cute," you muttered, feeling your cheeks heat up as you heard Namjoon's chuckles.

"I helped her to make them!"

You and Jungkook looked to Chubs who was awkwardly playing with the sleeves of her hoodie.

"I bet they taste super good, then." Smiled Jungkook, taking the tray from you and turning to face everyone else scattered around the room. "Hyung! Can we take a snack break?"

Hoseok gave him a thumbs up from where he was bent over double trying to catch his breath.

Jungkook turned back to you. "These are all mine right?"

"No! They're for you and Bangtan to share with some of the staff. I already have it figured out. You and Bangtan can have 'hickeys'-"

"I don't think I like the idea of my Jagi giving the members hickeys."

You lightly smacked him on the arm and shoot a look at Chubs who was muffling giggles into her sleeve. The members all gathered around in a circle on the floor of the studio, the tray in the centre.

"I'm gonna have the 'K' for Kookie." Jungkook announced as he carefully took his targeted cookie from the tray.

Hoseok grabbed one with a shout of "'H' for Hobi!"

"'C' for Chim." Said Jimin, also taking one from the tray at the same time Yoongi took the 'Y'. Taehyung slowly took the 'T' from 'the' and Jin the 'S' from ‘Sorry’ which left Namjoon shaking his head in disappointment.

You picked up the 'M' and broke part of it off then offered it to Namjoon. "There, a makeshift 'N' for the God of Destruction."

Chubs giggled yet again at the cookies which now read: 'I orry for he ies'.

You looked down at the broken off bit of cookie and offered it to Chubs. She shook her head and nodded for you to have it.

A giggle then bubbled out of you as you rearranged the cookies to read: 'I sorry for he.' Leaving an 'I' and extra 'E' spare which you shared out between you and Chubs. You now felt you had an adequate apology for the staff.

The members mostly ate in silence, a few- notably Jimin and Taehyung- lying down and closing their eyes.

"It looks like you've been working hard. Are preparations going well?"

Jungkook nodded, scooting closer to rest his head on your lap. He must have been tired. You thread your free hand through his hair, brushing the sweaty strands out of his eyes. He looked so adorable munching on his cookie. Like a little baby.

"Do you like the cookies?"

He nodded again. "They taste awesome and they're my favourite colour. What's not to love? You didn't have to apologize though. I like my hickeys."

You sighed. "Other people won't though..."

"The makeup Noona's can cover them. They're really talented."

You brushed a crumb off his cheek. "I know, baby. But seeing our names on the headers of news sites once was enough. No more scandals."

"I want to give my pretty Nabi hickeys-"

He was interrupted by Chubs clearing her throat. "I think this conversation is beginning to become inappropriate for public."

Jungkook pouted and went to protest but a stern look from Namjoon made him snap his mouth shut.

"Y/N, is this your own recipe?" Piped up Jin who was brushing the crumbs off his t-shirt.

"Uuh... no... I got it from a Korean youtuber. She bakes all sorts of cute things. I wish I could run a channel like hers."

Jimin slowly sat up, Taehyung being brought with him.

"Then why don't you start one?"

"I don't have a face for camera."

"Yah!" Jungkook shouted, sitting up with a face of horror. "What do you mean?! You're beautiful!"

There were murmurs of agreement around the room causing your cheeks to turn pink.

"No I'm not..."

Jungkook put a hand on either cheek, squishing your face between them.

"I wouldn't give you ‘Nabi’ as one of your nicknames if I didn't think you were as beautiful as a butterfly."

"Someone give me a bucket, I'm going to puke." Muttered Yoongi who was leant against Hoseok's side fake gagging.

Jungkook just smirked and leaned forward, placing a kiss on your squished lips with a wet smack.

[welcome-to-green-hills]

I’m not seeing enough people talking about how when SCU!Shadow opens up a bit more to people he has a socially awkward speech pattern where he needs assurance that he’s okay to talk about what’s on his mind and that REALLY needs to be talked about.

He’s just a lil guy❤️🥺❤️

[dent-de-leon]

Hey Leo, I had a shitty day at work (retail) and I had some pretty rude customers and I had to close by myself (I had a 10 hour shift) this is my first job and they expect me to know everything right away, so I got very overwhelmed. Then on my lunch break, I made a Sheith post and unfortunately, I got attacked by antis calling me a pedophile.. that took the cake so I went in the stock room and cried.. would you mind telling me your favorite Sheith headcanons? I need some Sheithy vibes rn 💔

Oh man,, I’m really really sorry that happened to you, anon. 

I know crappy retail jobs suck and sometimes everything goes too fast and it’s especially hard at the start. There will always be off or bad days every now and again, but I promise it does get easier over time. 

And seriously people flinging that word around and trivializing actual cases of it makes me fucking sick. Shiro and Keith are both adults capable of a healthy relationship. Literally at 19 and 25 there’s nothing morally reprehensible about it. Howl and Sophie in Howl’s Moving Castle are 27 and 18 respectively, but everyone agrees it’s a perfect and loving relationship. In sheith’s case, one of the show runners liked a fanart of them making out for goodness’ sake and an episode director drew romantic sheith fanart. And Josh came up with the ship name. This is Dreamworks, mind you. The staff can clearly see them in a romantic context and support them together as a healthy relationship. People are quick to forget that too. 

At any rate, a lot of antis who harass sheith shippers are younger and just going along with it out of some sense of misguided justice. Or you know, to prove that their ship is supposedly morally superior or whatever. So try not to let it get to you. I know that’s hard, but over time those people will grow up and move on with their lives and that will be that. Just focus on what you enjoy and don’t let other people get to you, surround yourself by positive influences and block as needed. Also, you can always take breaks from tumblr. Seriously, there’s nothing wrong with taking some time off if you’re stressed. Because this fandom stuff isn’t supposed to be stressful, you know? It’s just meant to be fun. You should be having fun and a good experience and I’m sorry that you aren’t. 

Anyway, I’m really sorry. On a lighter note, some headcanons:

The hoverbike was either originally Shiro’s or it was a gift he gave to Keith–they take it out on midnight runs across the desert from time to time

Keith and Shiro both have trouble sleeping, so sometimes one will just walk into the other’s room and they’ll talk about their nightmares or just sleep together

See also–both of them being too restless to sleep and end up running into each other on the training deck a lot. They start late night sparring sessions and then make midnight snacks out of whatever leftovers they have

Keith brings back space rocks and fossils for Shiro when he goes scouting new planets. For Keith, Shiro brings back various small planets. Although one time, one of his succulent like plants was perhaps not a plant, as one day it promptly rose up on its fern like little legs and just…scuttled out of its pot…

Keith’s hands are always cold so sometimes Shiro will just hold his hand when the temperature starts to drop 

Keith and Shiro both really love hugs 

They sometimes like to talk about the imaginary dog they’ll have if they ever make it back to Earth. His tentative name is Mr. Fluffers 

Once Shiro meets Lyka, he tries for weeks to convince Keith that a yupper pupper will be just like an Earth puppy, and–you don’t understand Keith, they’re just so cute!! 

When Keith took that bad hit on his shoulder in his trial, it left a scar. His hands wonder over the spot from time to time, and Shiro will distract him before he gets caught up in bad thoughts

Keith makes sure to hold Shiro’s hand when he gets anxious about what the galra did to him, as a sign that Shiro’s very much still himself and Keith adores every part of him 

[potatosoup]

i was tagged by @moprocrastinates to list 5 things that make me happy! (only 5??? h o w) (also thanks for the tag, boo)

1. fluffers- literally any animal is a fluffer to me and i love them all. Shoutouts to my fave bbys: klaus and mocha and roscoe (hes not my cat but i love him and have contemplated stealing him)

2. tea- a hug in a mug, honestly. bless tea. I have like 3 cups a day. 

3. cosy things- this includes fuzzy socks, fuzzy blankets (see a trend?), sweaters, mittens, beanies, jammies, scarves, hot drinks, friends, family, puppers, fluffers, music, literally anything related to autumn and winter. Basically just things that make me feel warm and fuzzy inside. 

4. books- The escape from the reality of the world. 

5. writing- Even though half the time i’m just writing random scenes that will never actually make it into the novel because im avoiding actually writing the scenes that will. (yeah i dont get it either) 

You honest to goodness dont have to do this so please don’t feel obliged to. (also im sorry if this is annoying, i hate having to tag people bc im terrified that im annoying everyone. blargh) @alltheniecestplaces @totallyfoundit @talk-turned-2-screams @graceless-potato @taylorslistofexlovers

[whyareyoureyesblack]

I jusT REALISED YOU MADE A MONSTER SCRIB TOM AH

y EA HHE’S A FLUFFER PUPPER

[isolophiliatrash]

Chewie is my pupper.  He also gets called Potato, Loaf, Chewer, Fluffer Butt, Lil Baby, Shithead, and Tiny Asshole.

Then there’s the big grey family cat Foggy. Aka, Fogster, Fog Man, and Fart Face. He has this snort sound he makes that sounds just like someone trying to make a fart noise so. And then Mom’s cat Hildegarde. She’s usually called Hilde, but also “you fuckin’ bitch let go of my foot” fairly often. (she’s not a very nice cat tbh, but we love her anyway)

Fuck it reblog this with your pets name and what nicknames you give them

My dogs called squidge but I also call her stinky, smelly, bastard and fleabag