#pls don’t smite me

[booksandpaperss]

friendly reminder that theories aren’t canon until proven canon and while they are fun and interesting and I like reading them there’s no reason to act like everyone else is stupid for not interpreting evidence the exact way you have ❤️

[funtheysaid]

That’s got to be the best, most insane, most satisfying, MOST FASCINATING season finale I’ve ever watched in my life. Holy fuck.

[the-merry-otter]

My viking underdress is nearly done! I have two more skirt seams to finish, and then I have to sew on the sleeves, finish those seams, and then hem it. The end is in sight!!!

[goodcanine]

Listen, I’m not suggesting that people should do this. My words are parody. This is a joke. By no means should people create side blogs opted into crawling/feeding AI full of nightshaded images and nonsensical text posts. This is a bad idea and I cannot condone it in good faith.

But wouldn’t it be funny lmao

[gordvendomewhore]

Pointless question: Which prep would you say is the most forgettable? Like, if you had to promise to never write about one of them again, which one would it be?

no question is pointless to me 🤗 thank you for sending something in my friend!!!

hmmm ahhhh this is a hard one for me lol, i’ve spent so much time hyperfixating on all of them that they really all have a special place in my heart. i have their characters developed so deeply and stories constructed for them all, but it just exists within the depths of my mind lol

yeesh, i’d probably have to say pinky though :/

don’t get me wrong, i LOVE pinky — she is an absolute sweetie and i think she’s so amazing. im pretty sure i had a crush on her sometime during my childhood too lol

but the thing is, my inspiration comes most from shipping characters together, and pinky is a character i dont avidly ship with anyone. put her with any of the girls!!! those are wonderful pairings, but there are so few female characters in bully and i don’t know their characters super well :(

pinky is not forgettable in the slightest, that’s how all the female characters go in bully, but in terms of writing, she is the one i would sacrifice :(

other than pinky… probably justin LOLL. love him so dearly but tbh i only really ship him with ted and i have little to no interest in the jocks

one day i’ll become an expert on everyone in bully… but for now i remain a one trick preppy pony

again, thanks for the ask!!!! very nice way to end my night <3

[boredgoon]

Psst, hey!

You can still technically chase clout on Tumblr if you start using popular tags

[amourcheol]

agrodolce (teaser)

❝Because you cannot create perfection without a little tension.❞

rivals to lovers! au | fluff | approx. 20k words

s u m m a r y : one would expect being a dessert chef to be a life filled with sugary goodness, but nothing is sweet when working alongside boo seungkwan. when the two of you are forced to create a special dessert for the winter menu together, you think the restaurant will burn down. late night planning, shopping mall snooping, and a simple dessert might just save you from your expectations.

c o n t e n t : dessert chef! mc, dessert chef! seungkwan, rivals to lovers! au but i'm keeping it tame so i don't lose my mind, they bicker a lot obviously, head chef! jeonghan who is sick of his employees, seungkwan is leading the sassy man apocolypse, flatmate! julie from kiss of life who wants to be santa, lots of mentions of italian desserts, litttle bits of tension, making out but no smut because im fearing god again, more tba!!

p l a y l i s t : candy by seventeen || chocolate by seventeen || daawat-e-ishq by sajid-wajid || strawberry sunday by dojaejung

t a g l i s t : @hyuckworld (send an ask if you wish to be tagged <3)

a u t h o r ' s n o t e : this fic will be part of the @camandemstudios 'Winter with You' collab! please do check out the other fics when they are released! thank you em and cam for inviting me to be a part of this project!! i will defo yap more once i release the full fic but anyway pls enjoy the teaser <33

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“OH NO,” YOU SAID IN GREETING AS YOU ENTERED, QUICKLY STEPPING PAST HIM AS HE CLOSED THE DOOR. “WHAT’S THAT LOOK FOR?”

Mingyu chuckled a little, tightening his apron’s bow on his back. “Seungkwan’s been waiting at your station for thirty minutes.”

A curse escaped you, furthering his amusement. “How mad is he?”

“He shouted at me for the lack of ricotta in the pantry.” 

You scrunched your brows in shame, widening your lips in a line. “That’s on me. I threw it at him the other day.”

Although he shook his head, he said, “Tell me it hit his face, at least.”

“Right on target.”

Hearing his laughter behind you, you dashed to the cloakroom, quickly changing into your uniform. Tossing your bag in the small lockers, you exited, finding yourself in the familiar surroundings of the dessert station. 

From the last time you had been in this side of the kitchens, the place had been the victim of your vicious food fight with Seungkwan, stained with sauces, powdered with flour, and littered with different nuts and sprinkles from the pantry. Now, the floors and tables were spotless, all evidence of your petty rage disappeared into your memories. 

Unfortunately, the cleaners could not make the sole reason for your anger disappear. He stood, back hunched to you, like a nasty stain upon your domain, refusing to be wiped away. You could not help your glower towards his figure, a small hope that you would develop lasers for eyes and smite him off the station.

“What’re you glaring at me for? You’re the one who’s late.” 

Jerking your head back at his voice, you twisted your lips downwards, walking towards him. “You don’t know that,” you challenged, sneaking a look at what he focused on—a notebook, with messy scribbles written in black ink. 

“I do, because you’re glaring at me as we speak.” He glanced up at you. “See?” 

It was a little pitiful now, trying to school your face into neutrality. “Whatever,” you muttered, taking out your own notepad, setting it on the steel tops. “And for the late thing, rush hour spares no one.”

“Yet the entire staff managed to come early,” he said, a certain, condescending ease in his tone which made your glower darken. “We’re lucky that Jeonghan’s helping us with desserts in the next coming weeks, or we would have been screwed.” 

“Jeonghan’s coming?” you asked, genuinely surprised. You were aware that he was trialling a few dessert chefs to deal with the restaurant’s rush period, but did not expect the big boss to turn up at the stations.

“He wants us to focus on ‘team collaboration’,” he iterated, exaggerating the latter words in air quotes, “As well as ‘building our professional relationship’.” 

“Jesus,” you could only say, dreading the near future for what it held for the two of you. Jeonghan was either the dumbest person to grace this restaurant, or enjoyed fucking with his employees for work-place entertainment. 

A glimpse of the clock. “We’re due for starting up in a couple of hours, so we better start thinking up ideas now.” You looked down at the pages of your notebook, a few ideas already jotted down that needed further exploration. “Since we’re only doing one dessert, this shouldn’t take us more than a week to decide.”

Seungkwan’s mouth twisted in a sneer. “Yeah, if you’re just handing a scoop of gelato to them.”

That particular comment had you craning your head back. “You have to be braindead to take two months to come up with one item.”

“You must be putting anything in your customer’s plates then,” was his sour response, “To only need a week to create a luxury food.”

A sharp sigh escaped you. “What grand plans do you have for the public then?”

Picking up his notebook, he brushed a finger past the page. “Right…so we already have the standard tiramisu and gelato variations. We should definitely incorporate a sugary pastry since we’ve been lacking in the previous quarter.” 

“Pastry,” you mumbled. He was talking pure, unadulterated shit. Chocolate Bignè was the permanent item on the summer menu—little, indulgent profiteroles that melt into the taster’s mouth. Apart from that, the generic selection of cannolis and bomobolini doughnuts were already sold at the till within the cafe section outside, so another addition of the pastry was not needed.

Perhaps your thoughts projected upon your face, because the boy was incredulous. “And what’s so wrong about pastries?”

“It’s been done too many times.” You showed him the previous menu, which he had before him. “We should do something different.” 

“And what would that ‘different’ be?”

You scoured your page, latching onto the words of strong flavours. “Stray from the sweets this time. I’ve been wanting to experiment with a few flavours, and I think that bitter amarettis will be big this winter.”

Mentioning the Italian macarons did not bode well. “Bitter amarettis? Are you insane?”

Instantly you crowed, “The Sarano branch is actually very popular ‘cause they’re smaller and easier to eat after a meal. We can flavour them with coffee or almonds.”

“No.”

The sudden dismissal was enough for you to argue your case. “It’s better than a goddamn doughnut!”

“Fine.” He clutched his notebook tighter. “Let’s drop the pastry. How about a pannacotta?”

Pannacotta—sweet cream dessert thickened and moulded with gelatin. Not your first choice, but its greatest advantage was its range of flavours that it accommodated.

You decided to try your luck once more. “We can do something with that.” You chewed the inside of your cheek, thinking of any flavours that were not simply sugar sprinkled on cream. “I’ve experimented with bay leaves before. We can add one or two to add a lime-like essence.”

The man scrunched his nose at the notion. “My God. Were you thrown against the wall as a child?”

That morbid image had you scoffing. “I had an amazing childhood, thank you. Why are you so against it already?”

“Pannacotta is a sweet dessert, _____. I’m not adding fucking leaves on a delicacy.”

“Adding herbs on certain confectionery is actually a luxury trait. You learn this in culinary school.”

Once again, the idea was immediately cut for another. “We should add cinnamon to it.” He pointed towards his notebook. “A nod towards the coming Christmas.” 

“Cinnamon?” you parrotted. “A sweet flavouring on an already sweetened cream? Do you want to rot our customers’ teeth?

“Oh, what do you suggest then?” He let out a harsh scoff. “Coffee for the millionth time?”

“Well, actually—” you were about to make an incredible point, but your partner began to groan, cutting you off. “Hey, coffee is versatile, and you know it!”

Seungkwan looked to the side, as if there was an invisible camera he could make a face to. “Here comes the anti-sweet agenda.”

Your sharp exhale was loud enough to gain his unpleasant attention. “If you had your way, all our customers would have type 2 diabetes!”

“Well sorry that I don’t want my customers as bitter as you are!” he exclaimed. “It’s beyond me how you became a dessert chef!” 

“It’s called having range, dumbass!” you shouted right back, unwilling to relent. “My skills go beyond just dumping a load of sugar and calling it a dessert!”

He slapped his notebook on the desk, leaning in. “I said to have cinnamon because it’s bloody Christmas. My bad if you like to Grinch it up every year.”

“You want to show Christmas through cinnamon, huh?” You huffed a laugh in his face. “Wow, Seungkwan, how original! I might as well put a fucking christmas hat on top of our tiramisu. Fuck it, let’s start singing a Christmas carol while we serve it since you want to be on theme so much!”

Seungkwan’s jaw clenched. “I don’t want fucking leaves in a dessert.”

You matched his anger. “Well, I don’t want you in this process, but we can’t always have what we want.” 

A tilt of his head, the locks framing his forehead sliding along. “I wasn’t dying to work with you either, dearest.”

Dearest. That pissed you off even further. “Then find a way to deal with it,” you seethed. 

“I could say the same thing to you.”

You pursed your lips, at a loss for words. The man stared into the rising rage of your gaze, his own agitation reflected clearly. He was watching you intently, words dying on his lips, only inhaling and exhaling sharply. Had he been a few inches closer, his huffed anger would have fanned your face, truly taste how he felt about this entire situation.

But that was the last thing you wanted, and so you could only match his displeasure. 

“I’m not losing my job because of you,” you warned.

His eyes darted all over your face before he deigned to reply to you. “And you think I want to be fired?”

The quirk of your mouth upwards had his nostrils flaring. “If you act like an asshole, Seungkwan, that’s exactly what you deserve.”

“Why do you get to be the judge of that?” he scoffed out.

“I won’t. Jeonghan will see through you soon enough.”

[mothsandsnails]

scary imagery a lil bit!!

hello everynyan :3 ik this isn’t roblox but i wanted to post this piece of gabriel i did a little bit ago ^_^

honestly i think this sketch version is a lil creepier but i may be biased considering i had this guy stare at me while i played roblox ………..

i still have posting anxiety gfbfnsmalcndns

pls don’t smite me AHHH

[procrastinating-falcon]

I was listening to God’s playlist and one of the songs literally goes “God is great, god is good”. Ego much??

Help I’ve just discovered that all the main characters from Lucifer have their own official playlists LMAO. Like, even God (Carry on my wayward son is in it, which I find immensely funny).

They’re a bit random tho. Linda’s has a song from the 2018 sequel of Mary Poppins. And Ella and Dan’a playlist have no songs in Spanish?? (Lowkey offended. C’mon at least give Ella one)

[starfleetpetaq]

this is censored for a reason pls don’t smite me hellsite

uncensored (adults only!!!!)

[beefscrap]

feel free to ignore this and or smite me but if you are still taking these,, can I request my guy interacting with the gang

He is an ice/night animus (how original I know) and I feel like he would relate alot to Whimsy's desire for freedom and not being seen for who he really is like Insight. Also happy birthday!!

This feels sort of peculiar So I’m apologizing in advance for the strangeness of this! I was feeling the vibe! That being said pls don’t feel afraid to lmk if this is too weird LMAO I will totally take it down - it came to me suddenly in a vision

That being said THIS ISNT A VENT PIECE AT ALL I just wanted to try smth sort of silly abstract for this. Turned out more intense than I thought

Left one is ur dude!

[im-jesus]

Exactly. 100% agree. Like, the youngest is always the asshole, why is he in charge?

you replaced my gods :(

-@ancient-greece-official

I didn’t wanna, bro, they made me. TBH I’m pretty much just Dionysus, except less cool

[hunterbunter3000]

You are correct it is a goose 🫶 (because I am a hilarious goose) also I have this headcannon that könig & or ghost get panic attacks sometimes. (Use that as a hurt/comfort thing as you will) I also SUCK at lore for CoD so anything I know is blurred together with actual things and then just mostly fanfics and such so don’t smite me pls 💔

But yea I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort ESPECIALLY with sweetheart cuz she’s badass but kinda like group mom yk?

- 🪿

OKAY GOOD ITS A GOOSE THANK YOU LOL

But ugh hurt/comfort is like- I feel like everyone is a sucker for hurt/comfort 💀 ME INCLUDED (it depends on the h/c but yeah I can snort it all day)

And it's okaayyyyy if you don't know the lore!! I only know about 3/4 of it, but on the top of my head? Jeez it's like BLANK LOL so you're completely fine for not knowing the lore, and I've been a fan of CoD since a child 😭

And OMGGG YOU SEE SWEETS AS A BADASS AHEHHAHWJAJ MY LIFE IS SO COMPLETE-- but yeah she's the milf of the group (IM NOT SORRY FOR WHAT I JUST SAID)

I can definitely see Ghost and König having panic and anxiety attacks (I have another ask like this and I still need to answer it dammit. I HAVE ALOT OF ASKS STILL- LIKE 38 LOL)

The first time Sweets saw Ghost have a panic attack, she panicked a bit herself because she's trying to figure out how to calm Ghost down. She's just cursing to herself, brain just overthinking everything

(Sweetheart: Should I hug him? Will that make it worse? Okay wait, don't touch him-- but does he even know I'm in here with him? Just touch him- NO DONT-- FUCK WHAT DO I DO?? DO I TOUCH HIM OR NOT?? MAYBE GET WATER? BUT-- JUST DO IT OH MY GOD NO FUCK-- )

So she gets on the floor with him and is so hesitant. But she gently soothes his arm that's huddled on his bent knees. "You're okay..." She lowly says to him. She sees its kinda working, so she sticks her hand in the fire more. "You're gonna be okay, Simon. It'll pass."

Simon.

She used his real name. She's talking to the man who's having a panic attack, not Ghost. Not the calm, collected Ghost. Simon.

It took a bit more for him to calm down with her soothing touch and low but soft tone, telling him to focus on his breathing. Ghost sighs, looking at his hands. Sweetheart's places her hand in one of his, the warmth immediately going to his already dizzy head. He looks up, eyes locking with hers. She's concerned about him. Worried.

But she wears a soft smile for him. "Do you need anything? Maybe some water?" She asks, her thumb rubbing his thick skin. Comfort.

Simon gulps and clears his throat, eyes leaving hers. "Yeah. If you can." She nods, "Of course. I'll be right back." She gets up but was stopped by Simon's hand. Please.

"P-please. Please don't leave." He whispers. I need you right now. I need you so much.

She smiles as she shimmies in-between his legs and wraps her arms around his neck. "Wait--" She rings back, like Simon was made out of acid. "Oh gosh, do you want to be touched right now? I'm so sorry, I didn't even think--" She was cut off from Simon yanking her into him. His ear right where her heart is, hearing the rhythmic thump. It's calming. You're calming.

She relaxes into him, wrapping her arms around him once more, her hands combing his hair. Simon closes his eyes as he sighs in content. He's learned something about himself. About Sweetheart. She always has a warm presence. A presence that makes you feel at home. Safe.

You are my peace.

(I have never had a panic attack, so I apologize deeply if this is incorrect.)

[oc-ask-bloges]

An offering. @aquaticshopkeep

Take the shrimp don’t smite me. Pls.

[dangermousie]

So here is my theory - we all know Jin smiting Yin with his enormous immortal sword 😂😂😂 sorry sorry happens in ep 20 because of the airing calendar. We are on 16 and he still doesn’t remember he loves her. So what if the smiting occurs when he still hasn’t recovered his feelings (and I don’t think he intended to kill her either way, it’s very much he’s miscalculated per book spoilers @aysekira kindly provided me) and that is what brings his feelings back - like maybe that what makes him ascend and didn’t they say once he ascends to true god all those spells like this would disappear? (Or perhaps I hallucinated, I am on barely any sleep 😝) but either way, whether he ascends or not, it would be glorious if his feelings come back just when it’s too late. Pls do that for me, drama! I am a sucker for a character realizing their true feelings too late (see Princess Agents.)

[dr-marbles]

hello

it’s marble, elliot, whatever you call me.

this is a safe space for everyone, even if we disagree on opinions (barring creeps and trumpers) but if you leave hate i will not respond. i will block you.

My Intro

NAME: Marble/Elliot/Rynn

AGE: I’m a minor

PRONOUNS: Any

GENDER: Genderqueer, fem presenting

ALT GENDER OPTION: the living embodiment of Aphrodite Tymborukhos (for legal reasons this is a joke pls don’t smite me)

I am a priestess of Aphrodite. This blog will have content related to her worship and her lessons.

I am a worshipper of Ares. This blog will have content related to his worship.