#or sweet but sour like sour patch kids

[crystalkitty1220]

DISABILITY AWARENESS MONTH

I INTRODUCE TO YOU OUR OC JAEL WHO IS A MAGIC BOY BUT HAS CHRONIC PAIN IN HIS LEG I GET TO DRAW HIM AGAIN (has art block)

Woaah!!

[jinstronaut]

24 / 50 days of jinkook

[myokk]

1) the sunrise today was 😫💓💓💓💓 (when I left my house it was dark and raining and I didn’t expect anything tbh!!!)

2) hoy comimos mejillones a la marinera🥹🫶🙏 my favorite food and I only screamed twice while preparing it!!! (a new record😔🙏)

3) yesterday my 12-year-old student skipped into the art class and gave me this🥹🫶 then, she stared at my face intently and told me that my eyes were different sizes😐

[sarah-sandwich-writes]

pleaseee I need the baseball fic to be posted into the light for me to obsess over (… it’s my birthday tomorrow…)

ohemgee it's your birthday!!?!

Well in that case, here it is. Happy birthday! I hope you have a wonderful day!

Baseball Smut ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ — Parkner 2.4k — Explicit (i never did figure out a title lol oh well)

Baseball uniforms are sexy this is a universal truth ask anybody (the one where they trade blowies in the dugout and are sickeningly sweet after)

[caspira-writes-fanfiction]

Saturday Morning Sweets

(ao3 link in title)

The morning was quiet and fuzzy: a lazy Saturday, one of Asmodeus’s favorites. He and Fizz had absolutely nothing planned for the day and Ozzie had every intention of enjoying each second of it. There were no morning alarms, no expectations, no clothes…...and no Fizzarolli. Asmodeus was slowly becoming aware of Fizz’s absence as he became cognizant of the other’s voice calling out for him from down the hall.

“Hey Oz? You’re needed in the kitchen!”

The kitchen. Fizzarolli was in the kitchen. He needed Asmodeus in the kitchen.

Fizzarolli was in the kitchen.

Asmodeus sat up. Ram and Bull yawned but Ozzie was wide awake. Alarm bells rang in his head as he thought about what Fizz was doing. Fizz had no interest in using the kitchen, or so Asmodeus had thought. After the last time he’d tried cooking for them? He’d nearly burnt down the kitchen, and it’d taken nearly an hour in Ozzie’s arms before the poor thing had stopped shaking. What the fuck was he doing in there alone right now? And could Oz smell something burning?

“Ozzie?”

Lust barely had the patience to tie his robe around his waist. He snapped his fingers and appeared in the kitchen.

“Fizz? What’s wrong?”

Fizzarolli was sitting on the counter next to the espresso machine. He was wearing the robe Ozzie had gotten him for their anniversary last week. Long and gold and transparent with hand sewn gold beads decorating Fizz’s body in rows of diamonds. The sleeves trumpeted and were adorned with feathers along the hem. Atop Fizz’s head were a new pair of horns he’d had custom made, also for their anniversary. Black on black lace with gold accenting in the stripes and beadwork. He looked fantastic, he certainly didn’t look like he was in danger.

“I made brownies!”

It was only then that Asmodeus realized that Fizzarolli was holding something in his lap. A square baking pan with foil wrapped over the top. Was that what he smelled burning? He took a deep breath and felt himself settle. There was no danger, Fizz was fine. Fizz had…..cooked for him? That was astonishing and sweet, and took Asmodeus by complete surprise.

“You cooked for me?” Ram and Bull were looking at Fizz with hearts in their eyes. Their favorite little devil stuck his tongue out in reply. Fuck, he was cute.

“You bake brownies, not cook them.”

“You used the stove.”

“Oven.” Fizzarolli corrected. “Asmodeus, how are you allowed to use this kitchen when you don’t know the difference between cooking and baking?”

The Sin chuckled and settled with his hand on his hip. Fizzarolli smiled up at him and extended the tray out his partner.

“Is the dish hot?” Asmodeus asked before he tried taking it from Fizz.

“Metal hands don’t have pain receptors.”

“Which is why I ask. My hands do have pain receptors.”

It was Fizzarolli’s turn to laugh. “You’re fine, Big Daddy. Try one!”

Asmodeus took the pan from Fizzarolli with a playful shake of his head. It was lighter than he expected it to be, but knowing Fizz he’d already eaten half of them. When he peeled back the tinfoil, however, he was met with something much different from what he was expecting. Six letter E’s made out of cardboard lay carefully in the pan.

Confusion was the first and most obvious emotion that crossed the Sin’s face. Bull pouted, having been quite excited for early morning sweets. Asmodeus took one of the cardboard letters out of the pan and held it up to inspect it even closer. The confusion was clear across all three faces.

Fizzarolli’s characteristic clown laugh bounced across the room. “They’re Brown E’s! I made them myself!” He looked so proud. Asmodeus knew that was mostly an act, but he was too fucking cute to ignore. Brown E’s. That was fucking hilarious.

Asmodeus’s face cracked into a large smile and he let out a booming laugh. Fizzarolli joined in, their laughter echoed around the room for the next minute or so. Fizz jumped down from his spot and slinked up to be hanging off of Oz’s shoulder. He looked at Lust with nothing but adoration.

“Thank you, Froggy.” Asmodeus praised after he caught his breath. “You are, as always, fantastic at finding ways to get me out of bed.”

“Hopefully not for too long today. ~It’s our day off~” Fizz winked, he stuck his tongue out as Asmodeus. “But, I did make breakfast.”

"Is that what I smell burning?"

"No!" Fizzarollli hopped from Oz's shoulder. "I made toast earlier."

Ozzie quirked his head at Fizz’s comment. Was this another prank? “Fizzy, you don’t cook.”

Fizz scurried to the island and picked up a pastry box from one of Ozzie’s favorite bakeries as he jumped onto the counter. “Yeah okay so I charged your card, but that counts! Besides, I got your favorite: Sinnamon pull apart dick twists!”

This had to be a prank. Asmodeus had no idea what Fizz was talking about but he was intrigued.

Inside the box were twelve hand twisted miniature loaves of sinnamon swirl bread, each of them uniquely and distinctly phallic. Fizzarolli pulled one out of the box and made a show of licking up the base and wrapping his tongue around the tip. Normally the bread was baked in much larger and non-phallic shaped loaves but Fizz had made a special call to surprise Ozzie today.

“Four of them are even cream filled.” Fizzarolli bit off the tip of his pastry penis and laughed as cream cheese frosting oozed out of the braid, the bread was still warm. Fizz licked his lips and beamed up at Ozzie. “Three.”

Fuck, he’s cute.

Asmodeus bent down and rested his elbows against the island’s counter top so he was eye level with Fizz. He took one of the pastries and popped it into his mouth. He sucked for a moment, moaned, then swallowed the thing in one bite. Oh, that was delicious. The bread really was his favorite, how or why Fizz had managed to get them to do this, Lust didn’t know but he definitely wasn’t complaining. Ozzie couldn’t help the moan that came from him as he tasted the testicle.

“What’s the special occasion?”

Fizz shrugged, he finished his penis in two bites. “We have the day off together. It’s been a while since we’ve had one of those.”

Asmodeus hadn’t thought his jester could get any cuter, but here he was proving him wrong yet again. It had been a while since they’d had a day truly free of responsibility from anything other than the other. Asmodeus hummed and invited Fizz back into his arms. Fizzarolli happily accepted the offer.

“I wanted to do something nice, you know? Start the day off right, really enjoy it.”

Lust pressed his forehead against his love’s. The content hum that rumbled in his chest could’ve been mistaken for a purr. “I couldn’t agree more.”

After breakfast they returned back to bed. They enjoyed their day very much.

[gwahren]

@lastburden, tristan & elethea. sc.

This business of traveling by mirror was unsettling to Elethea, to say the least. Hence why she had so firmly refused to be the one to travel to and from whenever business dictated its necessity. She would allow the Inquisitor that honor; he'd had far more experience with them than her, anyway. For him to be able to simply stroll through a mirror & into the cellar of her estate was unnerving; who knows what else resided in those Crossroads? Especially in these treacherous, uncertain times. She'd established a rotation of four guards to watch the thing ever since they'd transported it into Gwaren from one of the many ruins that dotted the landscape of the Brecilian Forest.

"What news have you?" She asks, in place of a proper greeting for the Lord Inquisitor, with little regard for his journey. A hand raising abruptly to silence him before he can even answer. "Good news, preferably? I have little interest in bad news," Gwaren was holding, for now; its remote location and various narrow passages had served well to defend them from any attempts, but with the fall of Denerim, doom seemed inevitable. And this Rook was taking much too long to get results, in her opinion. She was impatient at the best of times, and these recent days most certainly didn't rank among the best. "And if you have only bad news, spare me for the time being ... They've just served dinner, if you've an appetite?"

[peachypede]

One more oc because I wanted Calhoun to have a decent staff at the bug type sanctuary.

Name: Hani Kashino

Occupation: Research Assistant of Professor Calhoun Webb

Height: 5'0" (152 cm)

Weight: 115 lbs (52 kg)

Birthday: May 27th

Current Residence: Nacrene, Unova

Main Personality traits: Sweet/Sour, Bubbly, Curious, troublemaker

Likes: Bugs especially combee/vespiquen, flowery grass types, bright colors, making interesting conversation (likes to start arguments or make people uncomfortable), flowers, candy, wrestling (new like because of her occupation)

Dislikes: Dullness, boring and bland people, people who dislike bugs, dark color schemes

Fears: ?

Born and raised in Anville Town. Her father, a combee keeper, orginally came from Sinnoh and started a life with his wife in Anville due to it's quiet nature and room for the beehives. Hani's childhood was, aaccording to her, extremely boring and dull and she hated how nothing happened. This is possibly why she became such a trouble inciter nowadays.

Wanted a job that wasn't common, so she sought out the Bug Sanctuary because of the sense of adventure there. She enjoys it a lot and loves the hands-on nature of helping the bugs.

On her time off, she loves hanging out with people and will pester her coworkers to spend time with her. Those who know her outside of work know that she loves pressing buttons and getting reactions out of people, however.

[nightmare8-420]

llllllllopt

[camping-with-monsters]

Finished refs of Hansel and Gretel!

I uh. Actually finished these weeks ago but I forgot to post them tee hee 🤭

[crispyblonde]

-- * 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒

RULES: bold which thing your muse prefers (or, in some cases, maybe just hates the least!) out of each of the following pairs

peace or war?

sun or stars?

flowers or trees?

crescent moon or full moon?

streets or skyscrapers?

rooftops or balconies?

ink or glitter?

life or death?

order or chaos?

candle or bonfire?

ocean or sky?

leather or silk?

sweet or sour?

overstimulation or under stimulation?

book or letter?

soft or coarse?

fight or flight?

spoken or written?

silver or gold?

playing cards or tarot cards?

circles or angles?

cramped or vast?

checkers or chess?

tagged by: @righteousmandownunder​

tagging: anyone that wants to <3

[kandidandi]

*angrily gives you a ring pop*

GAAASP!!!!! thanks *eats it whole*

[lotusgrieved]

💬

[ SMS : me-me 🌸 — UNSENT ] i didn't get to study on my last mission i really need your notes pleaaaas

[ SMS : me-me 🌸 — UNSENT ] do you want me to hurt him? i really will. it's really serious and i don't really think i'm joking anymore.

[ SMS : me-me 🌸 — UNSENT ] i miss you :(( i'm really tired and i miss just. breathing with you i guess </3

UNSENT TEXTS . / @hiohaku

[dontletme--cavein]

Dom is my little meow meow I don’t know what else to say

[houseofwolvess]

EUGH. i got a sour patch kids flavored energy drink only because it was on sale for $1 and im a cheap bitch, but i tried it and. oh my god. this is sickeningly sweet

[shoverse]

be so fr rn bc warheads ain't even sour...

[ink-through-her-veins]

I want everything to be just a bit angstier as a set up for an overwhelming heap of softness. The characters need to suffer a bit so they can softly embrace, comfort each other and make me cry because it’s so fluffy and sweet.

I WANT TO CRY BECAUSE ITS SAD AND THEN BECAUSE ITS SWEET!!!