#marshmallow bae

[skzoologist]

The bois, meeting Bae for the first time: Guys, why does he look like he already killed us 6 times in his head?!

Bae, literally just existing: Hi

The bois: Oh my god, he is babey

[godnectar]

Has anyone ever written ✨you✨ a story, friend? What kinds of things would you like?

honestly,, I think I never got any story written for ✨me✨ 🤡 but! If I do, I think I would be oki with absolutely anything except angst (my heart is already dead to ashes to worsen it even more💀)

[careless-with-your-heart]

Gah. All of mine are. With the exception of Chuck Bartowski and Piz from Veronica Mars.

is your comfort character also a sad pretty boy with trauma and questionable morals or are you normal

[inkdrinkerworld]

hello bae idk if ur taking requests rn but whenever u are could you potentially do a spencer reid x curvy reader ?? just a true baddie and no one thinks spencer can handle all of her? i love this trope and am happy with whatever you do with it!

“You’re not being nice to me.” Spencer says as you slip into a pair of low rise jeans.

Your skin glistens, the glitter lotion you’d applied making you look that much more like a goddess.

You’re meeting Spencer’s friends from work for drinks tonight and you’d just gotten the most perfect top to make your outfit delectable.

“I’m being very nice to you, Spencer.” You slip into the top that stops just over your navel, your newest piercing out on display making Spencer swallow hard.

He’s not a prude, not your Spencer, but seeing your belly button adorned with a dangly silver dragonfly and in display fills him with an almost animalistic need to keep you in bed with him for the rest of the night.

“How do you figure?” He asks, reaching for you and smoothing his hands down your sides. You smell like burnt sugar and marshmallows. Spencer’s nose brushes yours, as he waits for your answer.

“Because I look like a peach and I’m gonna make the best impression on your friends ever.” You squeal when Spencer squeezes your bum and then captures your lips.

When you meet his friends, Spencer can tell you’re not what they were expecting. You look like a seductress- hair pinned up with pieces falling out, pretty dangly earrings to match the rest of your jewellery, your voice a siren’s call and you’re incredibly cheery.

“How does pretty boy keep up with you?” Derek asks, a smile playing on his lips as you look to Spencer who’s deep in conversation with Penelope over some new nerd game.

“Honestly, I don’t know how I keep up with him.” Derek laughs, shaking his head as he drains his drink.

Emily chimes in next, “Never thought Spencer would man up to ask you out.”

Your eyebrows knit, “What do you mean?”

She smiles, a little evilly- like a sister does when they have all the information on their brother. “Spencer’s pined after you for about three months before he said, ‘I finally did it.’”

Your boyfriend tunes into the conversation then, cheeks scarlett as you turn to him.

“You work at the courthouse right?” Emily asks and you nod.

“Spencer was always gushing about the pretty lawyer and how he wanted to ask you out but didn’t have the-“

He cuts her off with a hand over her mouth. “Emily.”

She laughs behind his hand, shrugging which only makes Spencer’s blush worsen.

Penelope shrieks and everyone turns to look at her. “You’re like Vanessa!” She says it like you’re all meant to catch on immediately; when you don’t she rolls her eyes.

“From the Little Mermaid! You look like a siren.” You smile, a barely there blush flushing over you in the dark bar.

“Your trouble is what you are.” Spencer mutters, no one but you hearing him making you smirk.

“Thank you Penelope! Though I have to be honest, this is just my going out get up- I’m much more slouchy at home.”

Spencer rolls his eyes, he doesn’t think you understand how incredibly attractive you are regardless of what you’re wearing.

You lean on Spencer’s shoulder as your drink comes to the table, a sip of Long Island Iced Tea and you’re turning to JJ.

“What’s it like working with Spencer?”

His hand falls to the small of your back as you listen with rapt attention to his friends’ every word.

Spencer can’t tear his eyes away from you and that’s all Derek needs to know as he shoots a message to Savannah to send him the number of the jeweler who made their rings.

[bloodblanks]

creepypasta pet name headcanons

eyeless jack: love, darling, sweetheart, lamb chop, apple of my eye hoodie: angel, babygirl, gorgeous, beautiful masky: princess, sunshine, darling, sweetheart ticci toby: little mouse, little lamb, pumpkin, marshmallow, duckling, buttercup jeff the killer: doll, dollface, babe, babydoll, bunny ben drowned: baby, sexy, cutie, cutiepie, kitten, bae slenderman: darling, dear, love, beloved, dove, precious, honey, my one and only

[queenendless]

💗 Cafe Time 💗

A/n: Imma count this as an April Fool's prank cause it's kinda nonsense.

AU centric where JJK cast here are chibis, as is everyone else in this world, and you are the sole normal sized human there.

Cute fluffy filled crack nonsense that is short as hell and cause I've wanted to write chibi stuff for a long time.

Itafushi, NobaMaki, and HaiNana crumbs here and there but SatoSugu x GN!Reader in the end.

DON'T REPOST, PLAGARIZE, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE AND/OR STEAL MY FANFIC CONTENT. IF YOU ENJOY MY CONTENT THEN REBLOG, LIKE, COMMENT & FOLLOW PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

AND HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S! 💌

The tale of a regular sized normie getting teleported to a Japan where everyone but themselves is chibi sized.

Their resisting negation to cursed energy that in the strongest in the country leads to your immediate discovery and recruitment into a place to stay as well as work by a burly mid aged bearded man with shades.

Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College Cafe.

Your newfound workplace and home. Where you met some regulars that quickly became your favorites.

“L/n-san~!” Dear Yuji lifted the cookie atop him, smothered in whipped cream with a bright smile and a wave reserved for you. “Eat me~! Just kidding~!”

Your pinky finger gently ruffled his salmon haired head. “Your teasing is very much warranted, you precious boi.”

In the parfait cup filled with ice cream, whipped cream and berries, a storm cloud raged atop Megumi's brooding head. “Get me outta here or I will shatter this glass.”

Yuji's face became pale with doom, hissing at you conspiratory. “He ain't kidding.”

You reached down and pulled out said grumpy Megumi who took the shinigami dog shaped candy, bashfully thanked you, and shyly pecked you on the cheek, compelling you to smooch him right on the nose. “Favorite tsundere here.”

You dropped him down on table level for Yuji to smother his boi in a good old bear hug; his infectious smile causing his emo bae to blush and ease into it and smile back.

“Maki-san~! Nibble on me~!” Nobara sung suggested cozied smack dabbed in her macaron.

“You idiot. Why did you have to admit that out loud? Here of all places?” Maki murmured, bashfully blushing, looking away amiss her red bean filled pancake sandwich.

“Maki-san! I love you~!” An unashamed Nobara rushed outta her macaron to tackle Maki into a bean pasted draped hug.

“Here.” You lifted off their pancake cover before handing a decent sized handkerchief to the girls as you passed by, earning winks of thanks from the pair before their stained faces grew messier as they commended a make out session under said hankie.

“Konbu! Tsuna Tsuna! Mentaiko!” The orange topped Toge waves eagerly at you from his perched spot on his own cupcake.

“I see you my boi and I've missed you too.” Your offered finger was taken by the rice ball speaking boi, swinging him to land before Panda lounging in the middle of a smore treat.

“Give me a hand, little buddy, tall buddy.”

“Takana!” Toge's mini hand and your long finger were more than enough to pull the fuzzy cursed doll out, though the chocolate sauce and marshmallows stuck to his fur.

You magically pulled out a wet rag to clean him up, humming at the now pristine baby. “My gift to you, my precious Panda.”

“L/n-san! Lift off please and thank you~!”

You picked up Yu's back collar to place him atop his fruit sandwich for him to slide down the creamy path, bumping right into Nanami. “Sandwich slide, hazah~!”

“Why must you condone this nonsense?” Kento commented through a mouthful of his subway sandwich, lightly bopping Haibara on his noggin as an attempted scolding.

“He's your partner. You tell me.” Your sassiness made the stern Nanami purse his lips at you in defiance but had Haibara chortling to his further annoyance, firmly tugging on his cheeks to gargle those noises, only amusing his partner more, finally doing here and now to kiss him just to keep him quiet.

Haibara's face glowed all smitten like. “Aw I love you too – !”

“Hush you and eat.” Nanami couldn't suppress a grin as he ate his subway with his favorite boi.

“Job well done, fellow yaoi buddy.” Shoko snorted at what she just saw, lounging in her lemon tea sponge cake, raising her small palm for you to give a carefully slow high five indeed.

“Keep your hands to yourself, assassin.” Riko narrowed dagger eyes at the scarred man across the room, cherry atop her head as she floated in a literal ice cream soda float.

“Riko-sama, be cautious, now.” Misato cautioned her, doing her best to stay blended within her fruity spread.

“I think he's retired from that lifestyle now.” You assured the pair, settling their nerves down when you handed them a plush doll with two eyes, eight legs and horns for them to cuddle and ride on.

“Suguru~ They're so pretty~!” Satoru plopped red bean paste sweetness into his mouth as he watched you move to and fro throughout the cafe.

Suguru munched on the cherry that sat atop with him on the cupcake. “Despite the major height difference, I will admit they look docile.”

“In that case – !” Gojo got down on one knee. “Marry us please~!”

Geto nearly choked. “Toru, we're still dating!”

Gojo got up to kiss him fully on the lips. “Well, we've practically been wedded since day one so …”

Geto's eyes crinkled with tender mirth, humming as he kissed back. “Can't argue with that logic.”

Grabbing his hand, the albino of the two floated them both on up high to reach you. “Plus, a poly ship is very sexy~”

The fact that the iconic strongest pair landed on either shoulder to kiss you simultaneously on your cheeks touched your heart.

“Aw, I – MMPH!”

The super human chibi that is Toji threw his bagel like a Frisbee disk right into your mouth. “Oi. You. This donut ain't cuttin’ it for me. Get me some beer, huh?”

“Dad!” Megumi snapped on your behalf.

“He is a beast.” Yuji anxiously sweated at the alarmingly impressive feat.

“I wanna duel him even more now.” Maki, a fellow non-cursed fighter, got fired up after peaking outside to witness his simple yet stellar stunt.

“Eh!? We already called dibs!” Gojo flared up, steam coming outta his ears.

“Hands off, monkey.” Geto emanated pure unfiltered hatred for the brute killer.

All three men had their eyes cast in shadow as literal sparks of agitation flew between them, ruining the cozy vibe of the cafe.

Able to chew and swallow that bagel up, you could speak again. “Knock yourself out, you beast.” Whisking out a jug of booze outta the blue, you knew the superhuman killer could take it, his smug self already chugging it down with one hand.

“Physically gifted,” Yuji and Maki breathed out in amazement.

“As I was gonna say,” you cupped your hands out for GoGe to sit on, your e/c eyes sparkling down at them, “Of course I'll marry you two. Size and all.”

A giggling Satoru and an amused Suguru are over the moon with your acceptance, bringing them close enough for them to smooch your lips in unison.

However later, you got an earful of “Goddamn” from your chibi sized boss at giving someone alcohol at his fine establishment.

But, you could tolerate it.

All these cuties make it all worth it.

Especially your new beaus.

[wabatle]

「 ✦ 2024 Flufftober ✦ 」

Hello! I'll do a little postponing on my 300 event (i have no ideas) so we can do a flufftober event!

I'll write something for each day of this month, though some may be late. It may end up carrying into November a little bit, but please bear with me.

Send requests for fics to for me to write! I'll write for any of the things in my rules for requesting, so go ahead and pick a character from there!

Feel free to give me a date with your character as well! It may end up already taken, but if you want a specific date I'd be happy to list it! (Ex. For Oct 21st, can you do Kaiser?)

Rules are simple -> be polite, no NSFW or very suggestive, have fun

If it's possible, try not to request a character that's already been requested. I can make some exceptions depending on who is requested and as long as the genre is different, but it really all depends on who. Sorry in advance!

List and genres below cut! (Make sure you read to the end for all info. If you don't care that's okay too.)

✓ - done, will be linked | 𖦹 - self indulgent

Oct. 1st - Chigiri Hyoma (sour patch kids) ✓

Oct. 2nd - Ego Jinpachi (mints) ✓

Oct. 3rd - Belphegor (marshmallow) ✓

Oct. 4th - Alexis Ness (smarties) ✓

Oct. 5th - Meguru Bachira (sour patch kids) ✓

Oct. 6th - Lucifer (sour patch kids) ✓

Oct. 7th - Rin Itoshi (sour patch kids) ✓

Oct. 8th - Airi Momoi (sour patch kids) ✓ (deleted)

Oct. 9th - Seishiro Nagi (mints) ✓

Oct. 10th - Sae Itoshi (marshmallow) ✓

Oct. 11th - Diavolo (Gummy worms) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 12th - Michael Kaiser (chocolate) ✓

Oct. 13th - Asmodeus (marshmallow) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 14th - Mizuki Akiyama (reverse gummy worms) ✓ (deleted)

Oct. 15th - Mammon (smarties) ✓

Oct. 16th - Barbatos (marshmallow) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 17th - Reo Mikage (marshmallow) ✓

Oct. 18th - Lucifer (marshmallow) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 19th - Beelzebub (smarties) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 20th - Satan (marshmallow) 𖦹 ✓

Oct. 21st - Michael Kaiser (mints) 𖦹 ✓

If you want a specific genre, ask for these candies!

Marshmallow - Regular fluff

Sour patch kids - Angst/comfort (happy ending)

Gummy worms - Comfort (no angst)

Smarties - School related

Chocolate - Break-up/back together

Mints - Crack/humor

You don't have to choose any of these! You can just request a character if you want.

☆Happy requesting!

Inspo from my one true love @maxident-xx sorry for the new tag bae

[sapphire-writes]

Thin Ice (modern!HOTD)

pairing: Aegon x Reader & Cregan Stark x Reader

summary: The morning after the hockey house party. Aegon's first study session and some confusing feelings that have begun to develop.

word count: 2.8k

warnings: 18+ series (suggestive & crude language, descriptions of sex, debriefing about sex) general language & mature themes

note: nothing super spicy this chapter but hope you enjoy my loves 😘

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previous chapter ~ Ch. 3: Breakfast of Champions ~ next chapter

The morning light streams across your face waking you from your dreams. Your head throbs slightly, in tandem with your heartbeat. Your mouth feels dry as though it was stuffed with cotton. 

You moan, turning over in the bed. Campfire, the smell of roasting marshmallows. You bury your face in the pillow inhaling the scent. The flannel sheets hug you, keeping you nice and toasty like the marshmallow being held over the flames. 

You hear noises from outside the room, and as much as you do not want to leave, you know you need to. You sit up, looking down at yourself. Baela is lying on her stomach, snoring slightly, her silver curls splayed out around her head. The room is cluttered, but not a total disaster much to your suprise. You figured Aegon would be messier. 

Shit, you need water. And an Advil. Damn, your head hurts. 

“Bae,” you groan. 

Baela moans in response. You poke her cheek, and she swats at your hand. 

“Leave me alone to die,” she groans. 

“I smell bacon,” you tell her, nostrils flaring, “You think these jocks know how to cook?”

“Tell them to send up some eggs Benny and I’ll be square,” Baela grumbles into the pillow. 

“Right away, madame,” you tell her, getting out of bed.

You rise from the bed looking down at yourself. A baggy t-shirt that reads Knights Hockey. You remember changing, spinning around for Aegon, and him holding your face. His thigh under you. You stand a little straighter.

Aegon fucking Targaryen.

Your eyes widen remembering more of the night. Holy shit. Your cheeks warm and you swallow the lump beginning to form in your throat. Baela groans, still facedown in the pillow. 

“Bae,” you whisper, “I think I-”

A crash of pots and pans is heard from downstairs, followed by a string of curses. Baela lifts her head, meeting your eyes. 

“Maybe make sure they’re not burning the place down?” she asks, rubbing sleep from her eyes. 

You nod, eyebrows scrunching together. Baela lets her head hit the pillow once more. She’ll sleep all day if someone lets her. Baela firmly believes that a night out needs an entire day of recovery. Debrief can happen over dinner. 

You glance in the full-length mirror that hangs on the back of the door, smoothing your bedhead and making sure you’re somewhat presentable before walking downstairs. Red solo cups litter the hallway along with left-behind vapes and other party memorabilia. You tip your toes around, gingerly walking down the stairs. They creak with every step, signaling your arrival. 

“Shit!” a voice says with another crash, “Fuck this grease keeps burning me-ah!”

You walk into the kitchen where John Umber is battling a frying pan full of bacon, the grease crackling and popping splashing him. He’s wearing a flowery apron making him look like a mother grizzly bear. He yelps again, throwing a dishrag over his bare arms. Brandon Karstark and Erryx Cargyll are seated at the counter, laughing at their friend and teammate. 

“Girl,” the voice of Reese Bolton says, as he brushes past you into the kitchen.

The laughter stops and all eyes turn to you. It’s silent for a moment, despite the crackling of the bacon before you walk over to the stove, turning down the heat. Reese sits down at the table. 

“You’ve got the heat too high,” you tell John. 

He points the tongs at you, eyes narrowing.

“Tutor girl,” he says, nodding with appreciation, “Saving the day.”

Brandon Karstark chews a mouthful of cereal watching as you sit down at the corner of the counter. Erryx glances at you sideways. Reese is the only one who seems unbothered, almost cold, and indifferent about your presence. John turns the bacon in the pan, lifting the finished pieces onto a paper plate. 

You meet Brandon’s gaze and he quickly looks away. It’s like they’ve never sat with a girl before eating breakfast.

“What?” you ask, “Do I have something on my face?”

Reese turns from the table he’s sat at. Squints at you. 

“I don’t see any cum residue on your face, so I’m guessing Aegon didn’t sleep with you,” he says, rather nonchalantly.

Your eyebrows shoot up to your hairline at his crude remark. You don’t know much about Reese, but you’ve heard he’s a dickhead. 

“Dude,” Erryx says, and it's echoed by the other guys. 

“Just saying,” Reese says, going back to his phone.

“We’re friends,” you tell them, “Just friends.”

“Such good friends,” Aegon says yawning, entering the kitchen, “I don’t sleep on the couch for just anyone. My neck’s gonna be bothering me all week now thanks to you.”

His grin is playful, bedhead endearing as he scrunches his nose at you. He’s shirtless and you can see the head of his dragon tattoo snaking around his hipbone. It must travel down the length of his thigh, but only the head is visible on the side of his stomach; the rest disappears below his gray sweats.Your stomach flutters pleasantly and you watch as he pops slices of bread into the toaster. 

“Here ya go, my lady,” John says putting the plate of bacon in front of you, “Do you like eggs? I can cook them any way you want them.”

“Out resident chef,” Brandon tells you, blushing as he does. You give him a small smile.

“Scrambled?” you ask and John nods.

“Coming right up,” he tells you, saluting you.

“Hey can you do eggs benedict by chance?” you ask him.

“That’s a little fancy,” he comments, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Baela’s favorite,” you tell him.

“Well in that case,” he says, “I can make some magic happen.”

You chuckle. Aegon is smiling, his side profile facing you as he butters his toast. He brings the plate in front of you, resting his elbows on the counter. His eyes are rimmed with purple, from lack of a good night’s sleep no doubt. Lips swollen, as though they’d just been kissed. They had, by you, just a few hours ago. Your lips tingle with the memory. 

Aegon bites into toast, playfully pursuing his lips.

“You sleep well?” he asks, “Ready to tutor the fuck outta me?”

“Always,” you tell me, taking a bite of the bacon provided. 

His smirk grows. He seems to like that you play the game with him. Aegon offers you the second piece of toast which you take, grateful for some carbs in your stomach. 

“Have you seen Sara?” you ask, wondering where your best friend was.

No sooner than you spoke her name, a loud banging begins upstairs. Rhythmic and solid, followed by a flurry of grunts and moans. Aegon’s eyes look up toward the ceiling, then back to you. Your mouth drops open.

“No way.”

“Yes way,” Aegon assures.

“They’ve been at it all morning,” Erryx confirms.

Damn. You cannot wait for the debrief later on. 

Aegon grins as the noises continue, taking another bite of toast. 

You decide to leave after breakfast (and hauling Baela out of Aegon’s bed) to go to your apartment and shower before meeting Aegon at the library to study. You’d much rather take a nap, as Baela intends to, but a deal is a deal. 

Your shower revitalizes you, the water washing away the feeling of sleeping in a frat house. You stay in extra long just because. When you finally emerge, the apartment is still quiet. 

“Sara?” you call but don’t expect an answer. 

Her location confirms she’s still at the hockey house. Damn, Jace Velaryon. You text Sara, letting her know your plans, and then text Aegon. 

“I don’t get it,” Aegon says, hardly a whisper even though you’re in the library.

You raise an eyebrow at him. It’s been an hour of this now.

“Why are they in…the cave?” he asks again, violet eyes tired.

You take a sip from your coffee. Second of the study session. You rub your temples with your fingers. 

“It’s an allegory,” you tell him. Again.

He blinks at you, as though you’re speaking High Valyrian. 

“Yes,” he answers, with no conviction behind it, “Why don’t they leave?”

“That’s the point,” you tell him, “Aeg, you’re so close to the point.”

He frowns, jaw slacking as he reads it again. You sigh, pulling the book away from him. Aegon glances up at you with wide violet eyes. He’s like a puppy, you’ve realized, cocking his head to the side trying to decipher what you’re trying to tell him. 

“Can we talk about something else?” Aegon asks, leaning back in his seat.

You fold your hands on top of one another.

“What do you want to talk about?” you ask.

His eyes narrow mischieviously.

“Your conversation with Stark.”

You tilt your head to the side. 

“What about it?”

“What did he say?”

You shrug, crossing your arms. You chose a comfy sweatshirt for this study session and its warmth makes you want to fall asleep. 

“He called me cute, and said we could finish the conversation another time.”

Aegon rolls his eyes at your answer. 

“You’re so dramatic.”

“What? Why?” you ask frowning.

“You were basically crying last night that he didn’t like you!”

“Well, he left!” you tell him, jutting your lower lip out in a pout.

“To drive someone home!” Aegon argues. 

“Not someone, his ex-girlfriend!” you tell him, raising an eyebrow. 

“He’s just a good guy, you don’t see him complaining about you hanging with me!”

“He did.”

Aegon pauses, eyebrows raising. 

“Wait, what?” he asks, smirking. 

“Well, he asked about us hanging out, if we were seeing each other,” you tell him.

Aegon’s smile grows, revealing his perfect teeth. He must’ve had braces as a kid, no one is born with a smile that perfect. Or maybe they’re fake, his family is wealthy enough. 

“What did you say?” he asks.

“That I’m just your tutor!” you say, taking another sip of coffee.

Aegon’s eyes bug out of his head. 

“Bunny!” he scolds.

“What?”

“You could have made him sweat a little more,” Aegon argues.

“I don’t want him to think we’re dating,” you tell him, frowning.

Aegon simply shakes his head, giving you a pitying look. It makes your stomach flip, the way he looks at you. 

“You don’t know how any of this works, do you?” he asks, in a chastizing manner. 

You sigh, tilting your head back, looking at the ceiling. 

“I think you’re the one being dramatic.”

Aegon waves you off.

“Do you even know how pissed Jay Lannister was when he saw you with me?”

Your face flushes, and you can feel the blush creeping up your neck towards your cheeks. Aegon’s eyes flicker across your face, down your neck, and over your exposed shoulders. It’s like he has laser beams behind those violet eyes, the heat seems to follow where he looks.

“Bet he texted you,” he challenges and you shake your head.

“I blocked him,” you tell him, causing the corner of his lips to pull up into a smirk.

“Good girl,” he praises, chuckling softly, “Bet he tried to text you. He was wrecked after our little display.”

You break away from his eyes. Little display. He’s been teasing around the topic all day. He has to know what happened, there’s no way he doesn’t, right? Your eyes flicker to his lips.

Ask me again when you’re sober.

You part your lips to speak, but Aegon speaks first. 

“Speak of the devil,” he murmurs looking behind you. 

You turn, expecting to see Jason, but instead, it's Cregan Stark placing a book on the counter, returning it before he moves to leave the library. He’s freshly showered, with his long brown hair pulled off his face in a low bun, and his beard nicely trimmed. He’s wearing black sweatpants that hang low on his hips, accentuating his thick thighs. You feel your mouth water slightly. 

“Now’s your chance, bunny,” Aegon encourages. 

“Be right back,” you tell him, rising from your seat. 

You walk towards Cregan, calling his name as you get closer. He turns, smiling as you approach him. Gods he’s handsome. Your heart beats erratically in your chest as you stand in front of him. 

“Hey stranger,” Cregan greets you, “How are you feeling?”

“Okay,” you tell him, smiling softly, “Did Aly get home safe?”

“Oh yeah, no problem,” he tells you, “Sorry I just bailed on you like that.”

“No worries, I think it's sweet you drove her home,” you tell him.

“Your friend…Sara right? She and Jace really hit it off,” Cregan tells you.

You could say that.

“Yeah, they did,” you tell him.

Cregan wets his lips.

“We should go out, the four of us, and do something fun,” he tells you.

Holy shit.

“Yeah, yeah I would love that, and Sara would be so down,” you tell him, nervously rushing your words. Cregan smiles.

“Let’s do it,” he tells you, “Can I get your number?”

You nod excitedly, not trusting your voice. Cregan hands you his phone and you put your number in, sending a text to yourself. As you hand him back his phone, Cregan narrows his eyes playfully.

“It’s your real number, right?”

“Yeah,” you answer, giggling.

“Good, cause I’ll hunt you down, it’s a small campus,” he playfully threatens.

You giggle again, unable to stop yourself. Your chest feels warm with his playful banter. 

Aegon watches you from his seat, eyes shameless roaming over your body. Observing the way you cross your arms behind your back, rolling back on your heels nervously as you converse with Stark. How your leggings are molded against your legs perfectly, leaving little to the imagination.

Aegon can feel you pressed against him as you were last night. Hear the soft sounds you released, feeling you riding his thigh. He bets you’d feel fucking amazing riding his cock instead. The though makes him hard and he switches the way he’s sitting, trying to find some relief.

He can’t think like that. You’re Helaena’s friend. Her best friend. He’s caused Helaena drama in the past and he won’t do that again.

No matter how much he wants to.

Besides, you have a deal. 

Aegon shakes his head, clearing his thoughts as you prance back over to him. More a happy skip than a walk. 

“I have a date,” you tell him, smiling wide, “A double date. Score!”

“Nicely done, bunny,” he tells you, watching you bite your lip.

“Okay,” you say sighing, “back to the cave.”

When you return home several hours later your apartment is dark, and empty. Saturday night should be more lively, but you decide a night in may be just what you need. You drop your bag of takeout on the table and sit down, scrolling through your phone.

You hear the door to Sara’s room open and the sound of her sock-clad feet padding down the hallway. She emerges in Jace Velaryon’s sweatshirt, the hood up covering her whole head except her face. She’s wearing her comfiest pair of socks and seemingly nothing else.

Sara winces as she sits down in the chair across from you. You raise an eyebrow at her.

“Hello, beautiful,” you tell her, “it's nice to see you this evening.”

“Yes I know,” Sara sighs, “I’m sorry for being MIA all day, I was kidnapped.”

Your eyes widen. 

“Kidnapped?”

Sara smiles mischievously, nodding. She bites her lip, leaning forward and grabbing a fry from your takeout container. 

“Two words,” she says, clasping her hands together, “Jace Velaryon.”

“Tell me more,” you insist, wide eyed.

“Massive cock-”

“Sara!”

“Super freak-”

“Ohmygod,” you squeal. 

“He doesn’t look like he would have a horse cock, right?” Sara begins, “But girl. Massive. Like, I’m in pain. Glorious pain, from his massive schlong.”

“Ouch,” you tell her, “massive? MASSIVE Sara? That sounds painful.”

“This boy split me in half,” Sara says, sighing dreamily, “over, and over, and over again.”

You place a hand over your heart.

“I heard,” you tell her earnestly.

She squeals at your expression.

“No you did not!”

“Just a little! In the kitchen!” you tell her laughing.

“Ohmygod,” she says, covering her face, “So fucking worth it. He’s so sweet. We spent all night cuddling, we didn’t even fuck until the morning. He’s so cute, girl, I like him so much.”

“Good because we have a date,” you tell her, smiling slyly. 

Sara gives you a quizzical look. 

“I’m sorry what?” she asks.

“You and Jace, and me and Cregan,” you tell her. 

“Not Aegon?” she asks.

You frown. 

“No not Aegon,” you tell her, “That’s weird. Why would you say that?”

She shrugs.

“You two seemed awfully close last night, that’s all,” she comments, stealing another fry.

You blink as she stares at you.

“He was just helping me out,” you tell her and she nods.

“Whatever you say bestie,” she says smirking.

“Can we go back to talking about Velaryon’s monster cock now?” you tease and she claps her hands together.

“Of course we can,” she says.

The rest of the evening is spent debriefing but you can’t shake the thoughts from your head around what Sara said about Aegon. Whatever. You have a date, with Cregan. This is what you wanted all along. Right?

note: OOOOOO the feelings are coming 🤭 y'all know me, you know how much i like to make things messy, and its coming i promise hehe

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[pillow-anime-talk]

33. "Let's stay like this forever, please." for hajun yeon from paradox live, maybe in a context where mc fem wants to comfort him so she extends her arms to give him a hug because she saw hajun down / sad, a soft moment hehe uvu

# tags: scenario; current relationship; soft romance; fluff; comforting; hugs; sfw

includes: female reader ft. hajun yeon {paradox live; bae}

author’s note: hope you like it, anonnie!

33. “Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

The last week had been incredibly tiring for Hajun; not only had he played four concerts in Osaka, Tokyo, Kyoto and Fukuoka, then had a fight with Allen while writing a new song for his upcoming album, but on top of that, the atmospheric pressure had given him a massive headache that even a pill couldn’t handle. That’s why the twenty-one-year-old hadn’t been able to do anything productive today except lie down, sleep and drink a lot of water.

You came back from work after three in the afternoon and you immediately felt on your skin that something was wrong. Hajun hadn’t been playing on the console, tapping his fingers on the counter looking for inspiration, singing to himself, taking a shower or cooking dinner for the two of you like he usually did when you went on morning shifts. However, you could feel a dead aura coming from the bedroom, and as soon as you peeked out from behind the threshold to see what was going on with your boyfriend, you felt slightly sad when you saw him sleeping and cuddled up to your pillow. On the nightstand you also saw a pack of headache pills and a glass of water with an ice cube that was slowly melting.

Not wanting to wake your partner from his sleep, you slowly went to the kitchen to prepare a quick meal and a warm drink for the two of you; you decided on simple onigiri with tuna paste, sriracha and pumpkin cocoa with lots of small marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. You finished the preparations in less than an hour, and at the very end you placed eight onigiri wrapped in nori on a tray next to two cups of drink.

After turning off the light in the kitchen, you went to the bedroom, put the trays on the nightstand, and then sat down on the bed, touching Hajun’s warm forehead. He didn’t seem to have a fever and he definitely wasn’t sick, but you knew perfectly well how he reacted to high blood pressure and stress.

“Hey... Hajun…?” You whispered, not wanting to scare him. The boy opened one eyelid, then the other, then frowned at another attack of pain in the temples of his skull. “I made some snack for us... Does it hurt a lot?” You asked worriedly, to which he nodded slightly. “Aw. Poor thing.” You sat on your ankles next to him, massaging his head. This caress didn’t last long, however, because after a moment your boyfriend grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him, causing you to fall onto the mattress and pillow right next to him. You spread your arms and without surprise you felt his head melt into your chest, and your breathing normalized.

“Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

“But our food and cho…” You started, but Hajun only hugged you tighter.

“Please.” He repeated, avoiding your gaze. After all, you hadn’t seen him in a meek, calm and submissive version for a long time.

“… Fine.” You replied, hugging his neck tighter.

You didn’t even realize when the cocoa and onigiri were forgotten and you were attacked by sleep and the desire to rest. It was a really positive ending to the day.

[loveandleases]

We all know the honeymoon phase doesn't last forever. How will the Ro's react once they get comfortable with Mc? How will they fill those moments of silence?

Can you imagine how exhausting it would be if it did? Yeah the honeymoon phase is fun/exciting. It's also fun being able to just enjoy time with your partner, talking or not. Especially when they randomly mention something they may be thinking about, or appreciate about you. <3

❤️ Cam - He is used to silence with MC. They have been friends for so long that he knows they can't constantly be talking. For him, it doesn't bother him. He may not bother to fill the silence, instead enjoy doing nothing together.

💙G - Our cold bae, G is used to being the quieter one. More used to sitting and thinking. Though they will have a few things to say, G is comfortable just sitting holding MC's hand, and listening about their day.

💚 Kara - She isn't comfortable in silence. It makes her anxious. It give her too much room to think and then overthink. Wonder if she is being used for her namesake alone. She would try and fill the silence with little phrases, something. It's a nervous habit, one she can't really help. MC could help this by soothing Kara, with words, actions.

💛 M - Listen, Marshmallow can be very quiet, it's because they're thinking though. Not that they aren't paying attention to MC, just envisioning things. M would suggest watching anime to fill the silence if MC was uncomfortable with it. Then talk about their feelings of it later.

💜 Isaac - They don't do well with silence, they would much rather be doing something. It's not that they're not comfortable with their partner it has more to do with they're not comfortable with their own thoughts. It's hard to be sometimes.

🖤 Ardent - Oh he will be filling that silence by petting Cupid (if she let's him.) He is used to time spent doing or saying nothing, thanks to his niece. If it's something MC is uncomfortable about he is willing to do something to prevent it so they don't feel insecure in their relationship.

[bonjourviolette]

Okay, so I know I’m super late on all things Mass Effect, but having just recently discovered it & allowed it to take over my life, I have since uncovered the following similarities between my two favorite boys, Sniper Bae and Marshal McCropTop. Please read my essay below.

1. They abandon their cop jobs to follow and aid a redhead on her mission

2. Due to the betrayal of someone they knew, they lose their squad & end up as the sole survivor with a horrific injury

3. Tough exteriors but soft, sweet marshmallows inside

4. Love the color blue apparently

5. They have a thing for wings

6. Both from military societies

7. Neither cares about rising in the ranks, only about doing what’s right

8. Quick to suggest murder when someone has wronged them

9. Like to hide in their little glowy rooms away from the rest of the squad and spend time doing calibrations tapping on their screens

10. Both spiky boys

11. Obscene voices

12. Would do absolutely anything for their commander. 100% would die for her with no regrets

In conclusion: I love them, your honor.

[acozthaalexsandro]

his three-year-old eatery was hardly well-seasoned. Salt Bae Burger — founded by the eponymous Turkish butcher who became a viral sensation in 2017 thanks to his flamboyant style of sprinkling salt on raw meat while wearing sunglasses and a fitted white shirt — has closed. The Manhattan restaurant, opened in 2020 after Salt Bae managed to launch a series of restaurants off his internet fame, shuttered earlier this month and now sports a sign claiming it is “moving to a new location” on its 220 Park Ave. South door Only, the “new location” is 412 W. 15th St., which is the address of Nusr-Et Steakhouse, one of two New York branches of an international chain chophouse venture also by Salt Bae, whose actual name is Nusret Gökçe. (The other NYC Nusr-Et Steakhouse is at 60 W. 53rd St., and the chop shop also has locations in Turkey, Qatar, Saudi Arabia and Greece, according to its website. Salt Bae Burger has one other location, in Dubai.) A brand spokesperson clarified to Eater that the steakhouse will now serve the burger joint’s menu, which has included such offerings as the marshmallow-heavy, ice cream-free milkshake the Puf Puf, a topansa1.com $99 “golden milkshake,” legally contentious pink veggie burgers that were initially only free “for ladies,” and the signature Salt Bae Burger, featuring “Wagyu meat” and “oozy toppings” nypost.com fcode nyp28 according to Gothamist, which once called the eatery “the worst restaurant in NYC.

[pearlzier]

im tweaking dude i was letting the chickens i have out and i started screaming bc a rooster tried attacking me and all i had to defend myself was a marshmallow stick roaster thing and its 6:57 i cant be doing this

OH BAE 😭😭😭 IM CRYING STOP I WOULDVE SUCCUMB TO THE ROOSTER WOULDVE BEEN OVER 4 ME

[epickiya722]

Here's a "Helpful" Guide aka Random Details from my chatfic, "THERE IS NO RATIONAL EXPLANATION"

... because why not?

FIC FOUND HERE

Almost everyone has been a menace in this chat, Shinsou is the biggest contender

Koda has jokes

Dared, Sero had asked Aizawa to attend a daddy-daughter dance

In response, Aizawa had to decline since he had plans with Eri but suggests Sero take Ectoplasm

The title being in ALL CAPS

Ashido had dance battled someone in the middle of the hallway

Bakugo has called Todoroki "bae" while holding five bottles of hot sauce

Midoriya thought it was hilarious... still does

Aoyama arranges spa times for the class

Bakugo with the nicknames as usual

Can Dark Shadow eat food??

Iida called Bakugo a Pomeranian because of the color blue

"what are you doing texting in class? 👀" Sero @ Iida

Todoroki and his ice trays

Ojiro being a sass master sometimes

There is a cat named Marshmallow

BEST BEST FRIEND

Jiro threatened to slap box Shinsou

Midoriya is an UNO champ

" (ﾉ･o･)ﾉ FIGHT!" - KODA

Someone's name is a Kpop reference

" when u get a love confession out of nowhere 👁👄👁" - Sato

Todoroki has admitted to being a terrible liar

[creepypastalover97]

Ok. Time for another creepypasta au headcannon

Today’s headcannon is going to be about everybody’s favorite rip-off it

Laughing jack!!!!

now on with the headcannon

. First things first, lj was living in the UnderRealm with will before coming to the slender mansion. But after not paying their rent on time, so many times Hookman kicked both of them out permanently. So him and will decided to live with Circe at the slender mansion. Like seriously they just walked in without even asking. Rude.

. He comes off rather strong when trying to make friends, but it’s only because he’s not very good with social norms. He tends to speak loudly and invade the personal spaces of other people, although it’s unintentional.

. LJ hates being alone so he always tries to be the center of attention. Laughing Jack likes to entertain the other horrors either by cracking jokes, telling stories of all the evil shit he’s done over the decades or putting on macabre performances with the organs and body parts of his victims.

. After being locked in his box and going through his transition he’s become much cruder with his humor, although he still just means to make people laugh.

“ is this bae or what” - lj points at the slender mansion which is currently on fire

He is totally that guy who laughs at his own jokes constantly.

. He has a very loud laugh, slender has scolded him many times for the noise.

. He is somewhat claustrophobic

Being locked up for 13 years gave him a trauma to closed places.

. The reason why he hates kids so much is because they remind him of Isaac. Whenever he sees a kid he flashes back to the 13 years of loneliness Isaac put him through. His subsequent torture and murder of the kid is his way of reliving his torture/murder of Isaac.

.

. His claws are extremely sharp and threatening, he can dismember someone very easily.

. He can extend and contort his arms as much as he wants, laws of physics be damned.

. He’s pretty tall, being maybe 8 feet. If jack had a nickel for every time he hit his head on a doorframe he’d have approximately $5.75. ( that’s 115 times)

. Despite his all consuming hatred for children he’s pretty childish himself. Like he’s 100+ years old and he still thinks babies come from the stork.

.he likes to refer himself as a imaginary friend but really he’s just a basically a big doll. He even has a pull string ( does not have genitalia. I repeat does have genitalia!.)

. Has and can cause “freak” accidents

. Laughing Jack likes to eat his own poisoned candy. They don’t hurt him since he’s an imaginary friend. If anything they get him kinda high

. A connoisseur of teas. His British accent isn’t the only English trait that’s remained in him. He has his own special teacup collection and a large variety of different types of teas.

. He’s also good at making various candies and desserts. He even has his own candy pulling hook in his room, although the other residents tend to worry if that’s the only thing he uses it for.( pshh. he likes hook his pull string on it so he can sleep like a possum… you didn’t hear that from me.)

. Eats all the marshmallows out of Lucky Charms cereal and doesn’t tell anyone, you’ll know when he stuck by the screams of rage echoing through the house in the early morning.

. Likes to perch on top of things, like a cat. He also refuses to sit normally on chairs and usually sits on the arm or back of the couch instead of the seats.

. He’s a big fan of nonsense poetry, like Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky, and he has an astounding amount of limericks memorized. He can make up a limerick about anything on the fly and if he wasn’t so bizarre with his poetry he would actually be really good at it.

. He can use his claws to climb up vertical walls and even pull himself onto the ceiling. He’s been banned from doing that at night because on god there is nothing more terrifying than accidentally making eye contact with a killer clown whose looking down at you from the corner of the ceiling while muttering nonsense poetry under his breath menacingly.

. LJ has two very distinct laughs: one strikes mortal terror and pure dread into your heart and the other is the funniest, most infectious laugh you’ve ever heard. It’s always a toss up which laugh you’ll get depending on his mood, which changes frequently.

. Lj can play Poker (and Chess) very well. His pokerface is, of course, unparalleled, since his blank slate is always the same ominous smile. He is one of few to be able to challenge Circe and win.

. he likes poking fun at people, but not in a way that would hurt someone. If he was talking to someone who was very short, he would call them shortie and short stack, before doing his obnoxious laugh.

. Asexual as hell

. usually panics on the inside when it comes to sexual stuff. At first he use to panic where Circe made her sex jokes and he still kinda does but he is use to them.

. Whenever he feels actually bad about something he just laughs it all off.

. Lj is the most uncoordinated person you will ever meet in your entire life. He can’t even stand without falling half the time.

. Lj hates Ronald McDonald, seriously he wants to kill the guy

. Lj has ocd against smoking and drinking because he was made as a kid- friendly toy. Anytime he sees Tim smoking he’ll smack the cancer stick out of his hands.

“Man, what the hell!?- Tim/Masky

“Sorry”- lj🥺

. When lj gets extremely excited hues of his color actually come back very briefly.

. Says the weirdest shit, like you’ll slap your hand on the table to drive your point home and without even looking up he’ll say:

‘Slapping your tail like an angry beaver, huh? We outta your favourite wood or something?’- lj

And everyone will be like:

‘wft? When did you get here? What does that mean? You weren’t even involved in this conversation?’- random pasta

. He has definitely created a flea circus before, no doubt about it.

. Likes to make balloon animals out of people’s intestines

. Loves chocolate, thinks it's the best invention in the world.

. Because he’s older most would assume he wouldn’t understand modern slang, right? Well, as he’s been playing with children of the modern generations he’s been picking up various pieces off slang and trying to fit it into his speech to fit in with others.

Circe,a gen z kid, in a casual conversation: “Yeah, I saw Liu beat the shit out of Jeff. What a mood. We stan a king. My wig has been snatched. He just yeeted him”

Masky/Tim , a frustrated millennial who is coping with the fact that his sense of nihilism has been matched: “What in the hell does that mean?”

L.J., trying to connect with the youth: “It means that Liu has Big Dick Energy”

. He owns way too many feather boas for one monster/entity.

. He is the only one who can stomach black licorice, and eats loads of it.

. He loves to watch his victims collapse.

. He gets in a very bad mood at Christmas (we all know why).

. He has a certain allergy to nuts, he discovered this after throwing up on Will a few times.

. He can turn himself into a stuffed toy if necessary. Here it is

. He genuinely cares for will and Circe. He values them as his friends. He'd cause ARMAGEDDON if something happened to them.

Overall lj is just a sad old man looking for friends. Be his friend please.

Well that’s it for this headcannon. I hoped you enjoyed. Bye. 👋🏻

P.s. not everything is canon. So don’t take seriously if you don’t want to, if you do,Take it somewhere else. Thank you.

P.s.s. Go check out Circe’s origin story on archive of our own. It’s called rabbits are not what they seen.

[hotsugarkrp]

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀𓆩♡𓆪 — some marshmallows got a little too 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓼𝓽𝔂!

Actress — Bae Suzy

Actress — Kim Goeun

Actress — Im Jinah (nana)

Actor — Lee Jongwon

BTOB — Lee Minhyuk (Huta)

The Boyz — Jacob Bae

Dreamcatcher — Kim Bora (Sua)

El7z up— Kwon Nayeon (Nana)

(G)idle — Yeh Shuhua

Got7 — Kim Yugyeom

Itzy — Choi Jisu (Lia)

Itzy — Hwang Yeji

Itzy — Lee Chaeryeong

Kep1er — Mashiro Sakamoto

Kiss of life — Natty

Le Sserafim — Kim Chaewon

Monsta x — Im Changkyun (I.M)

Only One Of — Lee Taeyeob (Yoojung)

Oneus — Lee Seoho

Purple Kiss — Cho Seoyoung (Ireh)

Purple Kiss — Mori Koyuki (Yuki)

Red Velvet — Kang Seulgi

RIIZE — Jung Sungchan

Soloist — Kim Hyuna

Soloist — Seo Soojin

Twice — Chou Tzuyu

Twice — Im Nayeon

Vanner — Lee Taehwan

Xdinaryheroes — Oh Seungmin (ode)

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