#Pina Pie

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

First Tears: Chaggie

Chaggie Week of Firsts - Day 4

In the Morningstar mansion (castle, it's definitely a small scale castle) guest bedroom where Vaggie is sitting up in bed with fresh bandages. Charlie is sitting on a plush chair at her bed side. The remains of a shared lunch sit on a platter on the bedside table.

Charlie: Soooooo.... Pa-pa-pa... (taps her hands against the edge of the bed) How are you feeling?

Vaggie: Honestly, I'm doing much better. (clears her throat) I probably should have said this earlier, but thank you. For all the help. I'm not used to... well... any of this.

Charlie: (beams with sunshine sparkles) It's no problem! Really! Actually, you being here has been amazing!

Vaggie: I've literally just been sleeping and being a leach.

Charlie: YOU'RE NOTHING LIKE A LEACH!!! Ah! Sorry. You're not a leach, Vaggie. I've appreciated your company. (softens and stares down at her hands on the bed) It makes the estate feel less... lonely.

Vaggie: (eyes soften) Hey.

Charlie: (looks up at Vaggie) Hmm?

Vaggie: (gently places her hand on Charlie's) I get it.

Bedroom Clock: Tick! .... Tick! .... Tick! .... Tick! .... DONG!!!

Vaggie: (blushes and looks at her hand before quickly tearing it away) Sorry! Sorry. I probably should have asked first.

Charlie: (blushing so hard her cheek circles disappear - thinking: I'm never washing this hand again - before snapping back to the present) NO!!! No! It's fine! Fine! Really! I've already manhandled you while you were topless, it's only fair!

Vaggie: (remaining eye nearly pops out of her socket as she blushes harder)

Charlie: (stomach drops) NOT LIKE THAT!!!! Like from when I've helped you bandage your back!!! I haven't been sneaking into your room at night to cop-a-feel!!! I swear!!!

-Awkward Silence-

Charlie: (trying her damndest to save the conversation) H-Have you ever wondered why.... pineapples don't wear sunglasses?

Vaggie: (blinks in sheer shock at the sudden shift in conversation) Pineapples don't have eyes.

Charlie: But imagine if they did! They'd be the coolest fruit around. Speaking of cool, do you know what's cool? Penguins. They waddle around like they own the ice.

Vaggie: Uh-huh...

Charlie: And then there are those random thoughts that pop into your head! Like, why do we say "heads up!" when we really mean "duck"?

Vaggie: (rolls her eye as she slowly untenses her shoulders) ......I've got to be dreaming right now.

Charlie: (completely misses Vaggie's statement) Oh! D-Did you know that the universe is expanding? It's like a giant balloon getting bigger and bigger, except there's no clown making balloon animals out of stars.

Vaggie: Pfft! (covers her mouth) Charlie, please...

Charlie: Okay, okay, I'll stop... After I tell you about this amazing deodorant I found! It smells like vanilla mixed with a hint of honey, and it mixes perfectly with my cherry apple shampoo and body wash! I smell like an apple pie!

Vaggie: (whole face goes blank) Did- .....Did you just say you smell like an apple pie?

Charlie: Um... yes? Isn't it delightful?

Vaggie: ....heh

Charlie: Vaggie?

Vaggie: Hehehehe...

Charlie: Vaggie, are you okay?

Vaggie: (bursts into laughter so loud that it makes Razzle and Dazzle jump up from their naping spot in the windowsill) I cannot believe you're real!!!

Charlie: (undignified pout) Hey! What's that supposed to mean!?

Vaggie: (doubles over in laughter as tears stream down her cheeks) You... you smell like an apple pie!

Charlie: (pout sets deeper) Hey, don't make fun of me!

Vaggie: (still laughing and wiping away a tear) I'm sorry! I just... I can't believe you actually said that!

Charlie: (smiling back before pretending to scoff haughtily) Well, it's true! And it's not just any apple pie, it's like... gourmet apple pie!

Vaggie: (gets sent into another round of giggles) You're the Princess of Hell for fuck's sakes, Charlie!

Charlie: (trying to hold back her own laughter) And I smell A-MA-ZING!!!

Vaggie: I shouldn't be laughing! That shampoo and body wash you gave me makes me smell like a pina colada every time I shower!

Charlie: (laughter finally bursts passed her lips) Maybe I did that on purpose! Make you smell so good I want to drink you down!

Vaggie: (still giggling) What? You want me to take a bite out of you while you drink me in or something? I don't think you taste as good as an actual pie, Charlie.

Charlie: (snickering) Wanna find out?

-Pause as the world goes silent-

Charlie: (blushing) I-I mean....

Vaggie: (arches an eyebrow and smirks) Maybe another time, princesa. We did just eat lunch.

Charlie: (steam billows out of her ears as she undergoes a full body blush) Hoooooooh-oh-okay.....

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[bunnys-kisses]

hi bunny. can i get a sugar pie and blueberry bars with a side of mocha coffee and pina colada for alex albon please xx

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want to submit your own order? then hit up the menu! there are a ton of items to order! so please, submit your orders in!! as for this anon, thank you so much! i think that albon is an under appreciated driver, so to give him some more love is is great! thank you for the amazing combination of prompts! enjoy!! order up!

sugar pie (“gonna let daddy hear ya?”) + blueberry bars (“gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.”) + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + pina colada (pregnancy) served by alex albon (formula one)!!

cw: smut/pwp, slight daddy kink, breeding kink, pregnancy, alex is a sweetie and spicy, dirty talk

alex albon. he was a superstar, with his good looks and charming personality. you and alex were a power couple, fans thought you two were a good fit.

you could recall a million and one things that he had done for you over the time you had been together. one of the fondest memories you had of him were when your feet were killing you while in heels. and he gave you his shoes and walked home in his socks. you were a priority to him. and you loved him so deeply

but sometimes, in the privacy of your shared home. he could run his mouth like a motor.

the gaps between races were often filled with lingering moments of intimacy. it wasn't odd that the first thing an f1 driver would want to do when they got home was to just make love to their partner. days, sometimes weeks apart, the intensity could be overwhelming.

“gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.” alex smiled at you before he took his t-shirt off his torso, exposing his toned body to you. the sight made your heart stutter.

you were both tired and a little gross. you had spent all day in your pajamas waiting until alex got home and he had been on a multi-hour flight and then stuck in traffic to get back to your shared apartment.

but neither of your cared.

you had told him the morning of that it was the start of your ovulation cycle and to alex, the longer it took him to get home, the smaller the window was. the two of you wanted to start a family.

you took the baggy shirt onto you, you could feel your lover's gaze on your body as the shirt hit the floor. followed after were alex's sleeping shorts that you borrowed (stole) and eventually you were left in a bra and panties. alex got himself out of his jeans, and his socks. soon his underwear was on the ground and as were yours.

"gonna let daddy hear ya?" he teased as he patted his thigh, enticing you to come closer.

you giggled, "oh yeah, daddy. come and give me a baby." you pushed him onto his back and he got further up the bed to give you room to straddle his waist.

he loved the sight of you on top, he held onto your hips when you grasped his cock and got yourself situated onto it. you slowly sank down and groaned when you felt it up into your stomach. he held onto you a little tighter and let out a soft groan.

"holy shit."

"i know. daddy's got you." he chuckled a little, with that smile that melted the hearts of millions.

you felt a flutter in your stomach. you loved him, everything about him. the perfect lover, and eventually the perfect father. you braced yourself on either side of him and really started to work yourself onto his cock.

his breathing shuddered as he admired you. he said, "i love you. i love you so much, you're perfect." he held on a little tighter, like a lifeline.

"i sort of like it when you call me daddy, sounds good when you say it." he chuckled as he rubbed your soft hips, letting you take him all. he met your pace as you gained confidence with it, he could feel the blood rush to his head from the feeling of himself buried inside of you.

you were perfect. you had been his number one cheerleader since the beginning. he remembered when you first met, it was the first week since he signed with formula one. and you accidentally dropped your entire ice coffee into his lap when you tripped in the coffee shop.

while you begged for him to send you the dry cleaning bill he just told you that you could pay for dinner. and it was like when thunder met lightning, the moon met the stars,

and now you two were going to have a family.

"call me daddy again." he said softly.

you moved your hips up and down, letting alex meet it. your hands ran across his toned chest, admiring every inch. you said, with love in your voice, "daddy."

he groaned a little bit, "oh, i'm going to be thinking about that when i'm back on the road." he squeezed your hips a little tighter and felt a leap in his chest.

"you're perfect." you giggled, you meant it from the bottom of your heart, "daddy."

"not as perfect as you." the two of you started to move faster. the heat between you two felt like a heavy force. you moaned and he almost whimpered.

perfect pieces of a whole puzzle.

his pace lost is rhythm as he chased after his orgasm, you were the same. he could feel the heat blooming in his chest as he moved up and down against you. he panted heavily, needing air as he moved against you. you held onto his shoulders as you continued to bounce on his cock. your back arched as you held onto him, your hole fluttered around his cock as you climaxed.

you tensed up and felt the knot in your stomach unwind as the pleasure washed over you. but regardless of how intense the feeling of the climax was, you continued to ride him. you held on tightly as you made sure that alex got to finish. after all, he was the other half of this. if you came, he came.

he panted and praised you as you continued to work his cock. he swallowed harshly before he felt it all come a head and climaxed. he made sure that he got it as far as it could go.

you stopped and then simply dropped onto his chest. your cheek against his collarbone as his cock slipped out of you. you felt really good, you both did. he wrapped his strong arms around you and kissed the top of your head.

"i think we should get something to eat."

you nodded, coming back to your senses, "yeah, that sounds great." you laid beside him and snuggled up naked. you kissed his cheek and asked, "take out?"

"you read my mind."

-

"is he... crushing you?" george asked as he looked down at you on the couch.

you were resting against the arm of the couch with alex's hand across the slope in your middle. he was snuggled up next to you while in his racing uniform.

you were only a few months pregnant, but alex couldn't get enough of you. somehow you getting pregnant was the good luck charm he needed, because he seemed to be racking up the points in the second half of the season.

you looked at george and shook your head, "nope. he's pretty comfortable though." you chuckled before you ran your fingers through alex's hair.

"a few more minutes." alex said softly as he pressed his cheek further up against your swollen middle. he loved you, he loved the kid you were having.

you laughed a little bit, "he's not going anywhere. but if you could could you get another bottle of water. it's hot today!"

alex was immediately seated up right once more, "you should've said something, love. i'll go get that for you." and then got up to go get you another bottle of water.

you chuckled then called, "thank you, honey!!" <3

[cyborg-franky]

Prompt:

Hello!! Could I request some headcanons or whatever you want, where the reader is talking to one of the crew members or a friend about her crush and has a corny code name for him like ‘cutie pie’ and said cutie pie overhears and tries to figure out who the readers crush is and can’t figure it out so the reader keeps giving him clues but he doesn’t get it until it’s super obvious. Hope that makes sense. And thank you!!!

GN Reader - SFW

Ace

Ace first hears you talking about your crush when he’s rounding the corner, and see’s you talking to Marco who looks amused at the conversation topic.

“Just my little, Matchstick.” You sigh dreamily, having had a crush on Ace for what seemed like months.

He squinted as he stuffed his mouth at the dinner table when you talked to Izou this time about ‘Matchstick’ and what he’d apparently done that was so ‘wonderful’ and it was pissing him off.

Ace had no idea it was your nickname for him, everyone else knew and just watched as Ace stumbled around in jealous obliviousness.

Seemed you had to step up your game, whenever you knew he was in earshot you would test nicknames, more pointed than the last.

It wasn’t until ‘Flaming freckles’ did it click with him.

Others had been this close to grabbing Ace and shaking him, screaming in his face that you had a crush on him.

You both ended up skirting around one another for about a week before Pops burst the bubble and was basically like ‘now kish’

Marco

At first you try a subtle name because you aren’t sure you want Marco to know about your all-consuming crush just yet and Marco is very astute.

You swear with each smirk on his lips and raise eyebrow whenever he is near you that he just knows.

You wanna play it cool at first. Only talking about him vaguely. Calling him ‘Pina Colada’ when mentioning him in conversation.

He hears you and Jozu walking past his office window, hearing you gush about how ‘cute’ this Pina Colada was and for a good week he has no idea.

This gives you time to decide you want the good doctor to know you want to give his face kisses and hold his hand.

You and Ace are sitting outside his window one day and Ace hands you a slice of pineapple from his stack of fruit he’d acquired from the kitchen.

“I love pineapple, reminds me of my cute bluebird.” You hum happily and Ace just grimaces “Oh gross, shut up.” He huffed, nudging you.

“Oh, is that so?” you both look up at the window, seeing Marco peering down over the edge, amusement on his face, half-lidded eyes focused on you.  “Maybe the ‘bluebird’ like you too, yoi.”

“Oh, gross.” Ace repeats and stuffs an apple in his mouth wishing he wasn’t there.

Thatch

Every time you mention him in passing with others it’s always some bread-related pun or name which makes everyone side-eye you. You used all the puns you can, mentioned his ‘bread rolls’ and get Marco to snort coffee up and out his nose.

Thatch has no idea but can’t help feeling jealous at all the attention this person is getting from you.

It’s a little annoying and he feels his eyebrow twitch when you mention ‘My lovely baguette man’ and he’s very close to shaking Marco and Ace down for information, or rather lay at their feet and whine till either one of them gives in.

You thought he would have gotten it by now with how obvious and frankly obnoxious you are about the whole thing.

Marco and Ace just want the dance to be over.

One day you step into the kitchen with Ace, talking about this and that before you decide to make a very clear point “I really like his smile, his wonderful warm smile that’s as soft as the bread he’s baking.”

Ace drops his plate on the floor, a face that looks aghast at your bombshell subtly as Thatch whirls around, the biggest grin on his face.

“An’ I like yours darlin’!”

“Oh, thank fuuuck.” Ace groans as he collects the food off the floor.

[90s-music-tourney]

Poll list for the 70s music tourney

Round 3:

September vs Disco Inferno

Ballroom Blitz vs Rapper's Delight

The Chain vs Roxanne

Bad Girls vs Barracuda

Hotel California vs Killer Queen

Don't Fear the Reaper vs Lola

Rasputin vs Gimme Gimme Gimme

Rocketman vs Dancing in the Moonlight

Superstition vs Ain't no Sunshine

Heart of Glass vs I will Survive

Hooked on a Feeling vs Born to Run

Jolene vs Le Freak

Previous round beneath the Cut

Round 2:

(They Long to be) close to you vs Gimme Gimme Gimme

Don't Fear the reaper vs Starman

Hold the Line vs Killer Queen

Psycho killer vs The Chain

Do it again vs Lola

Renegade vs Dancing in the moonlight

Bat out of hell vs Le Freak

Disco Inferno vs Big Yellow Taxi

Have you ever seen the rain vs Hotel California

Heart of Glass vs YMCA

Ring my bell vs Roxanne

London Calling vs Bad Girls

Ain't No Sunshine vs Stayin Alive

Rasputin vs Sultans of the Swing

Barracuda vs Country roads

Hooked on a feeling vs Our House

The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald vs Rapper's Delight

Black Betty vs Rocket Man

Roundabout vs Ballroom Blitz

Funkytown vs I will survive

Mr.Blue Sky vs Born to Run

September vs Piano Man

Jolene vs Dream On

Superstition vs Freebird

Round 1:

Piano Man vs Imagine

Killer Queen vs Boys don't Cry

Gimme Gimme Gimme vs Let's get it on

I Will Survive vs Carry on Wayward Son

The Chain vs Blinded by the Light

Starman vs Let it Be

Rasputin vs Stairway to Heaven

American Pie vs Take Me Home County Roads

Renegade vs Me and Bobby Mcgee

Jolene vs Brandy (you're a fine girl)

September vs The Devil Went Down to Georgia

Hotel California vs Baba O'Riley

Ballroom Blitz vs The Boys are Back in Town

Don't Fear the Reaper vs Midnight Train to Georgia

Mr. Blue Sky vs The Logical Song

Stayin Alive vs Horse with no Name

Psycho Killer vs Blitzkrieg Bop

Rocket Man vs Smoke on the Water

Heart of Glass vs Another Brick in the Wall, Part 2

T. N. T. vs Black Betty

Southern Nights vs Le Freak

It's too late vs Disco Inferno

YMCA vs All Right Now

Big Yellow Taxi vs Live and Let Die

Freebird vs Detroit Rock City

Bad Girls vs Video Killed the Radio Star

I'll be there vs Ring my Bell

Rapper's Delight vs My Little Town

Dream On vs The Joker

Sultans of the Swing vs American Girl

We are Family vs Barracuda

Dancing in the moonlight vs Wheel in the sky

Escape (Pina Colada Song) vs Have you ever seen the rain

Born to Run vs Iron Man

Papa was a rolling stone vs London Calling

Hooked on a feeling vs Joy to the World

My Sharona vs Superstition

Roundabout vs Stuck in the Middle with you

LA Woman vs Roxanne

(They Long to be) Close to You vs Fire and Rain

Funky Town vs Heart of Gold

Time in a Bottle vs Our House

Ain't No Sunshine vs Anarchy in the UK

Do it again vs Just What I Needed

The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald vs Cats in the Cradle

Your Mama Won't Like Me vs Bat out of Hell

Hold the Line vs Crackling Rosie

Lola vs Heartbreaker

Bonus Rounds:

All Along the Watch Tower vs More than a Feeling

8 other songs by featured artists

60s practice round

[darkpetal16]

Quick question for all the boys: what nickname would they give to their partner?

ALL?? OK BABE I GOT YOU. but like I can't do an "all" post again there's just too many now lol.

Underfell!Sans (Red): Babe (all), sweetheart (for the shy or introverted babes), doll/dollface (for the feisty babes)

Underfell!Papyrus (Edge): Love (but very sparingly, he’s not fond of nicknames):

Underfell!Wingding (Fell): My dear / My love / My other half / My heart (all emphasis on the my)

Underfell!Asriel (Prince): doesn’t use nicknames unless explicitly asked to. Might refer to you as partner / mate / spouse however.

Underfell!Grillby (Fellby): Sweet girl/boy/pup & Little firecracker.

Underswap!Sans (Blue): Not fond of nicknames but will occasionally call you his puzzle piece. If you ask him to call you something specific, he will.

Underswap!Papyrus (Stretch): Honey, honey bear, honey pie, spicy honey, and if he wants to be ornery / annoy others in public. . .honey bunny wunny.

Underswap!Wingding (Thread): My dear, my little patchwork, darling, marshmallow / cinnamon spice / pumpkin pie.

Underswap!Asriel (Buttercup): Dummy (affectionately). He gets embarrassed by nicknames.

Mafiafell!Sans (Hit): for feminine presenting partner: doll face, sweetheart, lil lady, cookie. For masculine presenting partner: pal, buzz, lil gent, dish. For neutral, mixture of both depending on his mood.

Mafiafell!Papyrus (Boss): He doesn’t do nicknames, per se, but instead waxes poetry for you about you in private. He’d also prefer it if you didn’t give him nicknames in public. Reputation is very important to him and his family and he expects you respect that.

Mafiafell!Wingding (Don): Muse, my dear, darling, puppet, marionette, toy

Mafiafell!Asriel (Heir): Meadow, my haven, my sunshine (if early riser) / my nightfall (if late sleeper)

Slumbertale!Sans (Slumber): Buddy, chum, pal, bucko, friend, fella who naps with me, pillow, blanket, kitten (if you nap often) / puppy (if you do not take naps often), the one who makes plans, my worser half (jokingly), my alarm clock, etc. He’ll come up with obscure and odd nicknames depending on your routine together.

Slumbertale!Papyrus (Mayor): MY RIGHT HAND! There is no bigger compliment because this fella HATES to rely on anyone so if you’re his right hand then you’re someone as invaluable to him as his own right hand.

Slumbertale!Wingding (Abyss): Dewdrop.

Slumbertale!Asriel (Unending): My dream come true, dreamer, buttercup, butterscotch, butter biscuit

Slumbertale!Grillby (Sleeby): His nickname will be dependent on your favorite drink. For example if you like pina coladas he’d call you his sweet coconut, and if you like soda he’d call you his pop-heart.

Horrortale!Sans (Axe): No nicknames unless you specifically tell him to. He just doesn’t think about it.

Horrortale!Papyrus (Sugar): My little meatball, Strawberry jam, rhubarb pie, my berry, love, heart, SOUL

Horrortale!Wingding (Ghost): my heart / our hope

Horrortale!Asriel (Yarrow): butterscotch, cinnamon bun, and sun drop

Horrortale!Grillby (Calcifer): no nicknames!

Reapertale!Sans (Reaper): Nothing set in stone. He'll come up with one time nicknames for puns. Like if you were burned alive & died to met him, he'd call you hot stuff. If you drowned he'd call you a mermaid with lungs. Things along those lines.

Sciencetale!Sans (Doc): he tried nicknames. It came out awkward because he kept stuttering and he was deeply embarrassed so he never did it again.

Sciencetale!Wingding (Professor): Treasure

Siren!Sans (Siren): That’s a human concept, so he wouldn’t choose any. You can tell him what you want him to call you and he’ll accommodate.

Siren!Wingding (Apex): Same as above.

Dustttale!Sans (Dust): Idiot, fool, daydreamer, dreamer, (and very rarely when he thinks you aren’t listening) my miracle

MASTERLIST (HCS & REQUESTED SCENARIOS)

[best-overplayed-song]

Best Overplayed Song Bracket (part two) - round one

full playlist here

side A

dreams (fleetwood mac) vs here comes the sun

yesterday vs the sound of silence

old town road vs jolene

it’s tricky vs low

despacito vs smooth

some nights vs take me to church

stolen dance vs cigarette daydreams

every breath you take vs billie jean

tiny dancer vs hey jude

what’s up? vs dreams (the cranberries)

drops of jupiter vs over my head (cable car)

wake me up when september ends vs wonderwall

welcome to the black parade vs all the small things

somebody to love vs killer queen

californication vs santeria

escape (the pina colada song) vs margaritaville

roxanne vs brown eyed girl

sweet home alabama vs free fallin’

edge of seventeen vs you spin me round

american pie vs life is a highway

freebird vs stairway to heaven

everybody wants to rule the world vs don’t fear the reaper

we didn’t start the fire vs don’t stop me now

stacy’s mom vs we built this city

the chain vs we will rock you

immigrant song vs seven nation army

the final countdown vs eye of the tiger

sweet child o’ mine vs highway to hell

livin’ on a prayer vs i love rock n’ roll

one way or another vs zombie

side B

bubbly vs unwritten

careless whisper vs time after time

dancing queen vs september

everywhere vs little lies

get lucky vs boom, boom, boom, boom!!

hey, soul sister vs best day of my life

a thousand miles vs i’m like a bird

i want it that way vs oops!... i did it again

bad romance vs toxic

wake me up vs stronger (what doesn’t kill you)

before he cheats vs love song

firework vs born this way

i write sins not tragedies vs dynamite

poker face vs tik tok

tongue tied vs truth hurts

payphone vs fireflies

just dance vs ...baby one more time

like a prayer vs running up that hill

sugar, we’re goin’ down vs dog days are over

rolling in the deep vs ironic

pompeii vs centuries

thnks fr th mmrs vs ain’t it fun

love shack vs video killed the radio star

mr. blue sky vs hooked on a feeling

viva la vida vs paradise

total eclipse of the heart vs in the air tonight

feel it still vs pumped up kicks

YMCA vs 867-5309/jenny

blinding lights vs take on me

africa vs more than a feeling

View previous bracket here

[allaboutnayeli]

barcelona are the type to..

author notes: another bullshit post 🤓☝🏽

➜ keira walsh is the type to say "stop this isn't you" when you get heated in a game

➜ lucy bronze is the type to try to lean against a door like in the movies but falls

➜ mapi leon is the type to wave back at someone when she thinks they're waving at her but really they are waving at the person behind her

➜ aitana bonmati is the type to clap when the plane lands

➜ ingrid engen is the type to cross her arms, pout, and try to do puppy eyes when you say no

➜ alexia putellas is the type to try to lean in and press you against a wall but stumbles so she hits her forehead against yours

➜ ona batlle is the type to say "see you later alligator" when y'all have to be apart

➜ patri guijarro is the type to stand outside of your window with a boom box playing romantic songs when you two fight

➜ claudia pina is the type to fall and rip her pants & she would be wearing underwear with hearts on them

➜ mapi leon is the type to say "got it all nice and warm for you" after sitting in your seat

➜ lucy bronze is the type to run after your car in the rain while holding her hand out if you two ever break up

➜ jana fernandez is the type to say "i think you guys may wanna see this" when anything bad happens

➜ salma paralluelo is the type to say "i don't know it's just something about you" when you ask why she likes you

➜ mapi leon is the type to float in the air when she smells a pie

➜ alexia putellas is the type to say "it isn't enough room in this town for the both of us"

➜ mapi leon is the type to run off a cliff and not fall until she looks down

➜ ingrid engen is the type to flip her hair after saying something sassy

➜ lucy bronze is the type to say "oh gosh darn it!" after stubbing her toe

➜ keira walsh is the type to say "i see red when im mad"

➜ lucy bronze is the type to say "uh, newsflash dip shit"

➜ alexia putellas is the type to say "alright buddy that's enough!" when you start arguing with someone on the pitch

➜ mapi leon is the type to say "hot diggity dog!" and pump her arm up after getting some good food

➜ lucy bronze is the type to say "you're mine, babygirl 😈" when she gets jealous

➜ cata coll is the type to say "i know you are but what am i?" after you insult her

➜ ingrid engen is the type to say "i am rubber, you're glue, whatever bounces off me, sticks to you"

© thinkingaboutjaedyn

[castielsprostate]

i think dean likes to make milkshakes as well when having a bbq and he makes everyone their favourite milkshake <3 strawberry lemonde shortcake milkshake for jack <3 pina colada for crowley <3 blood for sam <3 crushed batteries with uranium for castiel <3 men's tears for rowena <3 apple pie and cinnamon for garth <3

[rumalumasuns]

What's their Signature Scent? feat. Avallum

Been an avalight since their debut hehe. I'm making this a series because I have a lot of scented things (candles, perfume sprays and oils, soaps, lotions, etc.) and so I thought it would be fun to connect them to some VTubers! Since I started this on Twitter/X due to Avallum brainrot, we're gonna start off with them, and then cover other groups later! Hope this isn't too ooc, and hope you enjoy!

Lucien Lunaris (Lucien Lunaris) - Jo Malone’s Red Roses

Luci is a very sweet person. And I don't mean sugary sweet. I'm talking soft sweet - like intimate conversations and complimenting his loved ones type of sweet. That's why this scent fits him very well.

It first smells like the pure essence of fresh red roses, showcasing his very apparent pure love and devotion to those he cherishes.

As this perfume stays on the skin, it gets more honey-lemon-like over time. The honey makes it so that the sweetness lingers, but it's warmer and more cozy, like a big bear hug. Meanwhile, the soft scent of lemon adds a subtle vibrancy or spark to the scent, analogous to Luci's playful and slightly unhinged personality masked behind his dulcet voice.

Although this scent does get more subtle over time, it's still there, like how Luci will always be there for his precious people.

Cassian Floros (Cassian Floros) - Jo Malone’s Orange Blossom

Though I was debating on whether or not Cass would fit Orange Blossom more than Nectarine and Honey from Jo Malone, he definitely is a Jo Malone scent because they do citrus soooo well.

I decided on Orange Blossom because I found that the other one was a little too sweet. I'm not saying Cass isn't sweet, I'm saying that Orange Blossom fits him more.

The freshly peeled orange scent that you can smell from the first spray is very similar to his cheerful manner as he welcomes you to his stream.

This scent later mellows out into a warmer, leafier orange, kind of like you're in an orange orchard on a mildly warm day in spring, surrounded by trees bearing lots of sweet citrus fruit. This transition matches the more calming manner he takes on at times.

Gale Galleon (Gale Galleon) - Fig & Ivy Naturals's Boozy Apple Pie

Initially, I thought of something like a tropical pina colada or a sea breeze ocean smell for Gale's scent, but then I stumbled across this perfume oil on Etsy.

Gale is a warm and friendly person, open to meeting new people and always there to hype up his genmates, even if he jokingly said he hated them a couple minutes before.

This energy is embodied by the aroma of this perfume: warm and cinnamony, like an apple pie fresh out of the oven. It's a welcoming and homey scent.

Accompanied by this are the aromas of cognac and oak. The cognac makes the scent more lively, similar to Gale's very playful and unhinged side. Meanwhile, the oak makes the scent deeper and more homogenous, much like how Gale's multidimensional personality is brought together in the person that he is.

Zander Netherbrand (Zander Netherbrand) - WolvesnWillows's Bourbon Butterscotch

After watching more of his videos, I realized that Zanny's scent is more of a gourmand scent rather than the lavender/musk scent I originally envisioned.

I decided on this due to always seeing his frequent Coffee Date Zatsus and coffee-dessert combination posts. I can definitely envision Zanny with some kind of butterscotch dessert as he's sipping his black coffee.

The perfume starts off with a strong butterscotch aroma - it's dreamy, it's decadent, and it's warm, like a bite of fresh butterscotch cake. Much like Zanny, it gives off a cozy vibe.

As this perfume stays longer on the skin, its original butterscotch smell becomes enhanced with notes of oak and subtly flirtatious cinnamon due to the bourbon component of the scent. To me, this change resembles Zanny's more relaxed, kind of flirty, kind of funny attitude.

Rosco Graves (Rosco Graves) - WolvesnWillows's Strawberry + Vanilla Bourbon

I really wish I had a raspberry scent because I feel like Rosco would fit that so well, but since I don't, I'd say this perfume is quite representative of him.

At first, it starts out as this fresh and energizing strawberry scent infused with vanilla. Imagine taking a bite out of a strawberry tanghulu: a juicy, sweet strawberry underneath a vanilla-flavored sugar crust.

My first impression of Rosco is that he's this zoomer guy with a lot of energy and a refreshing style/attitude. Despite his "tsundere" vibe (emulated by the hard vanilla crust of the tanghulu), you can tell he's a genuinely sweet person (when he wants to be lol).

The perfume later becomes a mellower, teasingly spicy bourbon-vanilla aroma, representing his more calm and earnest side (though it doesn't stop him from having some playful banter with his Roscals!).

It's finally done! Wow, I haven't worked on any fic like this in so long lol. I wish I could work on some more fics, especially my Fairytale series and my oneshots, but I'm currently in the midst of many premed things sadge :( I'll definitely finish them in due time (I especially need to put out all the WIPs I have of ppl who are graduating/have graduated LOL)

I hope yall liked this first fic of the series, there will be more to come!

[thepinkseductress]

Do you want to smell like the yummiest and sweetest slice of Strawberry Angel Cake and fluffy whipped cream?

The best feeling in the world is when you walk past a group of people and you hear someone say, "She smells really, really good!" or just simply talking to someone and they say to you, "OMG GIRL! What are you wearing? It smells sooooo good."

Well, at least, I love it when people say that about me. My biggest goal is to not only be the prettiest person in the room but also the best-smelling person.

Personally, I love sweet scents with candy or cake-like notes. I'm a gourmand girly DOWN!! Its fu-serious!

Teeny-weeny little piece of info: I have parosmia, which means the smell factory in my brain is a little out of whack. UGH! I know. I can smell just fine, but I can be a bit sensitive to certain smells, in which they may smell a little off compared to anyone without parosmia. But I swear I am reliable.

Now before I tell you what scents I like to layer and what perfumes I like to drown myself in, it's vital to understand that smelling good starts in the shower.

To me, the foundation to smelling like a literal piece of heaven depends on your body scrubs, shower gels, body wash, etc.

My shower routine:

Always Always ALWAYS start with a bar soap. It leaves the skin feeling fresh and clean. We want a clean canvas (clean skin) to work with. More specifically, this soap has a sweet and soft scent to it. Almost Angelic. It has more of a vanilla smell than shea butter but is still an exceptional cleanser. BRAVO!

At least once a week, I'll use a body sugar scrub. Usually on Sundays, before a busy and treacherous week, I'll scrub off last week's problems with a course body scrub. I like my body scrubs to be course yet moisturizing, and lucky for me, I found one at TJ MAXX (my second home).

Currently, my favorite is the Body Prescriptions Sugar Almond Body Scrub (I can't find a pic anywhere. Sorry!). It has the smoothest consistency that will have your skin feeling the cleanest it has ever felt, while leaving behind a yummy shine that will have you glowing.

Lastly, I adorn my skin with this lovely lady. She Smells BOMB.COM!!! When I say it smells yummy, delectable, edible, sweet, and everything delicious, believe me, girl. I would never lie to you. EVER.

Take my word, Bestie.

MOVING ON!

After-shower care:

Usually after a shower, my lotion depends on my mood.

She's my best friend when I'm having a mild kind-of day. When I'm stuck in the house all day or if I want to enjoy the simpler things in life. She's smells light but sweet. yum.

For a more, INTENSE day, we use her. The holy grail. You get it.

Super sweet and a little childish in my opinion. But idk its heavenly.

BODY GLAZE My Love!!! I live by these two body glazes.

You can layer them on top of the lotion if you want. It's your life… Live it. Me, I rather prefer to only layer the Birthday Frosting BODY GLAZE.

In terms of Miss Strawberry Shortcake, I'll use her all by herself; no lotion is needed. She performs better alone. IMO.

Both project very well, suuuuperrr duuuperr moisturizing, lasts all day, and will have people stopping you on the street to ask you, "OMG GIRL! What are you wearing? It smells sooooo good." …see what I did there?!…no? oh…okay. 

Let's move on, I guess.

I don't care how good your skin smells. If you're not wearing deoderant and those pits are funky, Bitch, YOU'RE FUNKY. PUT SOME DAMN DEODORANT ON!

This does not apply to my besties who do not wear deodorant due to any beliefs or discrepancies.

Anyways, this deodorant smells like a yummy slice of coconut cream pie with a pina colada on the side.

Have you ever watched your mom, grandmother, or any older woman that you look up to powder themselves?

It's not just for sweat, honey. Some powders come perfumed to add a little "umph" to your hygiene routine.

This powder holds a very special place in my heart. It smells sweet and a little floral. A very true vanilla flavor. It almost reminds me of French vanilla ice cream or syrup.

I keep my powder in a powder dish with a cute little pink powder puff sitting on top of the powder.

After spraying on my deodorant, I'll puff this on my underarms, back, and in between my legs, and at night I'll apply some to my chest and belly. Usually this is added the areas that I sweat the most.

Now on the part that you've been waiting for! Or at least what I've been waiting for…

Perfumes:

BOW DOWN TO THE QUEEN!!

…No, really…bow down.

This is a very sweet, cake scent that can be a little finicky. I find it hard sometimes to layer her with other perfumes or products that are more fresh or floral rather than sweet and gourmand. But let's take into account that I have parosmia.

Nonetheless, Mama is very sweet—almost too sweet, but that's what I want. I want you to get a sugar rush just from smelling me. And this perfume does just that. Projects beautifully and last almost a day. Around six hours later, I have to raise my arm to my nose to smell it, but during those six hours I can smell myself through someone else's nose.

Okay, I'm exaggerating, but seriously, she smells strong, sweet, and yummy.

I spray my clothes with perfume. And by spray, I mean DROWN. My soaps, lotions, oils, etc. are really in charge of my skin.

I see shimmer mist as more of an oil than a spray. I know that may not make sense, but hear me out.

I like to spray this on the parts of my body that will be exposed, like my chest, arms, back, and legs. I may even spray a generous amount onto my hands, until there is a puddle of it in my hand, and I will rub it into my skin like an oil. See, like I told you, I treat this more like an oil than a perfume.

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This concludes my usual hygienic routing, buuuuut I'll tell you a secret. Only because we're like besties or whatever.

I like to lightly spray my underwear and socks with perfume. Usually something a bit stronger than a BB&W perfume mist. A cologne, basically.

This keeps my undergarments smelling yummy.

WARNING: Your partner will want to eat your panties right off of you. Proceed with caution.

Remember, bestie, this is MY hygiene routine. I am simply sharing just in case you needed a little help adding products to your arsenal or simply organizing your daily routine. If you do not like anything that I've listed or if you wish to add something, do as you wish, babes!

This is for inspirational purposes, LOL.

I understand this post may be similar to other girly bloggers, much like me. I can assure you I am not the first person to make a post as such, and I won't be the last. I just wanted to share.

My intention is to NEVER be a kopy kat (yuck)!

Okay, I'm done yapping. CIAO!

-ThePinkSeductress

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[gravitysgone]

I realized just a few minutes ago, it is the 30th anniversary of my death. I died and was brought back twice. Once in an ambulance and again in the lobby of the ER of Toronto's East General Hospital. There was no no tunnel of light, no beckoning angels, no imparted wisdom from a friendly god and no message I was told to bring back. There was a soft green light and a feeling of release. Like a swim in a gentle calm pond. And an everlasting obsession with the movie Jacob's Ladder starring Time Robbins and Elizabeth Pina. A thought that maybe I never did come back and this is my purgatory because I am clinging to a life that has ended. Not to be maudlin and morose or anything. It was not really as profound as you may think. Actually it was just a function as the rest of my life of chaos. It was abnormal of course. But it wasn't this tragic or triumphant moment. Though it is a good tale to tell in a pub.

So buy me a pint or meat pie and I'll give the story!

[bunnys-kisses]

Oh Bunny! I love your writing and while I’m not typically the 5-7 Aston Martin fans the Lance Stroll bug has also gotten to me!

I’d love to order ice cream bars, maple cream pie, flan, and sourdough bread with a side of hard lemonade and pina colada served by Lance Stroll!

bakery menu

the menu is open! after a little break from bakery items, i am happy to get back into doing them! they were fun before and i'm excited to see what has been suggested, so please keep the orders coming! i have grown a soft spot for lance stroll (canadian, eh?), so i'm happy to receive more requests for him. i hope you love this! thank you!!! <3

ice cream bars: “did you see the way he was eyeing you? he need to know you're mine." + maple cream pie: "either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck." + flan: "i'm not possessive... i'm obsessive." + sourdough bread: "i'm going to breed you." + hard lemonade: possessive behaviour + pina colada: pregnancy served by lance stroll (formula one)!!

tags: smut/pwp, obsessive!lance, pregnancy, possessive behavior, jealousy, mean!lance,

"you look good in that." lance said as he pressed himself up against your back with his hands at your hips, "and while i love it on you.did you see the way he was eyeing you? he need to know you're mine."

"you're jealous of liam lawson?" you chuckled, but could feel the tightness in your chest from your lover's words. he pressed into you further.

"i wouldn't say jealous." his hand pushed up your skirt a little, "I just love you so much."

lance was your ideal man. tall, dark and handsome. he had a winner's smile and he loved you just as much as you loved him. expect he could be obsessive as he once told you, "ah, honey, i'm not possessive... i'm obsessive." and in a way, you loved it.

when lance wrapped a strong arm around you and held you close to him while he glared at the rookie, you felt protected. loved.

lance looked at liam and dragged a hand up the side of your thigh that made you shudder and cling to his green team shirt a little tighter. lance winked at liam before he flashed some of the bare skin of your thigh to the other driver. that included some of your panties.

liam could gawk and flirt all he wanted. but you'd always be lance's. the canadian driver kissed your head and you smiled against his chest. even back in the hotel room he kept you close and after you got your heels off, lance had his hand loosely around your throat.

"so pretty, fuck, all eyes on the future mrs. stroll. everyone is jealous, they want you. but you wouldn't leave me, would you?"

"never." you replied.

"i'm going to breed you." his other hand was up your skirt and you felt a shiver of want through you. you swallowed and he said, "make you all mind. hard for lawson to get a feel of you when you're carrying my baby." he bent against you and his jeans rubbed against your behind.

"lance." you shuddered as you felt him up against you, you moaned when he kissed your neck. you knew he was greedy for you.

"maybe you need a necklace." he kissed right at your push, he had fully invaded your space, "either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck."

"i'll always wear your name." you moaned. lance gave you enough room to get onto the bed. by the time you were close enough to the bed, he pushed you face first into the mattresses. your back arched as you pulled your skirt down.

he kissed your back as he pushed the t-shirt off of you. he could almost feel your heartbeat under his lips. he said, "i love you in my colours, but it all looks better on the floor." he chuckled.

he took his t-shirt off and rubbed himself up against you for a moment before he got out of jeans and briefs. your face found home on the soft pillows. you rolled your hips in anticipation. you knew what was to come, you could already feel the heat in your soul and between your legs. you swallowed when lance started to run his mouth.

"you look so good for me. you know exactly who you belong to. where you belong, under me. on your hands and knees like a good girl. fuck, i wish i could take photos of your naked body. rub it into lawson's face. he could never have you." lance groaned before he sank his cock into you.

lance was the jealous type. it was a huge red flag, but it was hard to see red flags when you were face first in the bed. it was hard to be alarmed when he knew exactly how to make you squirm. he wanted you close, he needed you in every was he could get you. he was so possessive he knew he lucked with you. he wanted to keep you close so he could love you for the rest of your days.

he licked his lips, as he thrusted against you. your cunt felt perfect, he it so easily inside of you. where he belonged. you were two pieces of the same puzzle. his heart raced for you as he worked you against his length. his cock hit against all the right areas. the noises made him hungry for you more. his appetite for you couldn't be filled. it was a never ending hungry for you. and that was how he liked it.

he continued to move rapidly, he felt the pleasure bloom in his chest and twist in his gut. he couldn't fully articulate how you made him feel. there were no words in any language that could fully express how he felt about you. he pressed his nose into your neck as he held your hips.

"lance."

"you don't have to worry about anything." he said, "no one will ever have what is mine. you, me and our baby." the thought of it excited him as he continued to thrust against you.

you felt hot all over, the fire in your belly burned. you were at a loss for words, nothing could come to mind as he continued to make a mess of your pretty pussy. his pretty pussy. after all you were his. the sex between you two was hot and heavy. it was bruising in a way that made your toes curl as he continued to fuck you.

you could barely form thoughts let alone words as he battered your sweet, wet cunt. you drooled against the pillows and arched your back to get the perfect angle. to let lance fuck you as deep as he could.

he thrusts were short and rough. it all came down on you, it was the type of moment that had you panting into the bed.

"lance, honey." you whined.

"you look so beautiful with my cock in you. and you'll look beautiful with my child. i know they'll look as beautiful as you." he continued to fuck you. his breathing increased, he could feel the sweat down his strong back.

you felt the pleasurable inferno climb your back, you breathing was heavy. you swore under your breath as you felt close to orgasm.

"my beautiful, girl. all mine." he moaned as he moved you on his cock. he continued to fuck your body until you came around his cock, your voice was tight as you called out his name in the heat of pleasure.

lance only got more aggressive as he moved against you. your noises were short and lance could feel the stammer in your chest as he moved. his breathing was heavy as he gave a few more rough thrusts. he finished inside of you and leaned in to kiss you on your warm back.

"i love you." he said with conviction.

"i love you too." you replied before you found comfort in his arms. he kissed your sweaty skin, promises of the future came from his lips.

-

the gold of the necklace glimmered in the soft afternoon light as you laid in bed with your husband. you became mrs. lance stroll a few months ago. you could see your baby bump in your wedding dress. you were finally lance's at the halfway part of your pregnancy.

you felt his warm touch as he pressed his face up against your bump. while it was hard to nap in such a position, you knew that lance wanted to feel close to you and the baby. your baby.

you played with his dark hair and felt his affection, even without words. his lingering touches were enough for you to know that he loved you. a love that was beyond words.

you were his, all his. now and forever. <3

[klaus-littlestwolf]

I have put together a list of all of the Smells that I think each designation would possess, mostly good, natural smells but some bad as well that come from negative feelings like Fear and Anxiety

Alphas Good Smells:

Pine Trees

Fireplace

Aftershave

Whiskey

Leather

Old Spice

Burning Wood

Brown Sugar

Apple Pie

Peppermint

Coconut

Toffee

New Car Smell

BBQ

Tequila

Matches

Fresh Money

Dark Chocolate

Bacon

Freshly Brewed Coffee

Maple Syrup

Sandalwood

Gasoline

Patchouli

Seawater

Ginger

Hay

Mahogany

Gunpowder

Pears

Cedar Wood

Amber

Pesto

Sautéed Onions

Funnel Cake

Cigarettes

Blackberry

Fresh Cut Grass

Ink

Snap Fire Crackers

Bad Alpha Smells:

Wet Dog

Rancid Meat

Blue Cheese

Blood

Sweaty Feet

Tar

Betas Good Smells:

Lilies

Bamboo

Champagne

Apricots

Pumpkin

Shortbread

Almonds

Tulips

Pina Colada

Mochi

Raspberry

Macaroons

Sharpies

Baby Powder

Butterscotch

Mangos

Sautéed Garlic

Key Lime Pie

Dove Soap

Peanut Butter

Coal

Black Tea

Wet Forest

Marigolds

Fresh Basil

Lilacs

Vanilla

Soda Flavored Lip Smackers

Bad Beta Smells:

Rotting Fish

Oil

Burnt Popcorn

Tuna

Dog Food

Vinegar

Omega Good Smells:

Chocolate Covered Strawberries

Chamomile Tea

Jasmine

Spearmint

Roses

Old Books

Crème Brûlée

Honeysuckle

Eucalyptus

Marijuana

Citrus

Caramel

Cherry Blossom

Cinnamon Bun

Lavender

Whipped Cream

Apples

Dryer Sheets

Fresh Bread

Aloe Vera

Sea Breeze

Peaches

Magnolia Trees

Thunderstorms

Honeycomb

Cherries

S’mores

Cookies Fresh from the Oven

Blanket Fresh out of the Dryer

Sky After it Rains

Smell of Baskin Robins

Bad Omega Smells:

Burnt Rubber

Rotten Eggs

Bleach

Nail Polish Remover

[stardewremixed]

Favorite Things About Summer (Villagers)

Jodi - rhubarb pie 🥧 the deep blue sea 🌊

Kent - mingling at festivals 🥳

Vincent - catching bugs 🐛 hopping out of the sands and hoping to see a shark 🦈 from the pier

Marnie - showing off her hard work through fitness 💪 observing everyone's 🩱 🩳

Jas - seashell necklaces 🐚

Wizard - befriending mermaids 🧜‍♀️ 🧜‍♂️ and moonlight jellies ☪️ 🐙

Willy - rainbow 🌈 trout 🎣

Gus - tropical curry 🏝 🍛 and island drinks 🍸

Clint - his special red trunks 😚 and festival food 😋

Pierre - selling summer seeds 🌱 refreshing salads 🥗 salty air🧂 sashimi 🍣 aged whiskey 🥃

Caroline - summer spangles 🏵 and foraging for wild fruits 🍇 iced green tea 🍵 with mango 🥭 zest and fish jerky 🐟

Lewis - working in his garden 🌹 Gus' authentic spaghetti 🍝 blueberries 🫐 impressing the governor with summer soup 🍲

Linus - blueberry tarts 🫐 coconuts 🥥 herons in the morning mist 🌄 sun warmed cans ☀️

Robin - peaches 🍑 and handcrafted candle boats 🕯

Demetrius - ice cream cones 🍦 and finding rare crabs 🦀

Evelyn - coconut palm tree cookies 🥥 🌴 🍪 and sweet pea flowers 🌸

George - the peace and quiet of the ocean 🌊

Krobus - summer sweat 💦

Leo - the perfect roast 😋

Pam - pina coladas 🍹 fishing on Ginger Island 🎣