#single slice

[whirlwindflux]

All hail Slice! The Princess of Pizza!

Slice: Being a princess is dangerous! You could get hit in the head with a cabbage!

Curse of Cabbages: 1/5

[whirlwindflux]

Slice might be in danger..

Hi people ! I need Ocs for something. I need volunteers. Come my dears. Everyone can come.

Pspsps pspsps

[willowcrowned]

in europe and made the fatal mistake of trying to order nachos at a restaurant and look. europeans. I say this with all the love in my heart. but what exactly do you think nachos are

[krazieka2]

Here's a big old Fire Emblem Search & Find I did for the FE3H Masquerade Zine! Find the Golden Deer, but see if you can't find the rest of the students as well! For the ultimate challenge, see if you can't name every character! (Disclaimer two characters are NPCs with no names)

[chalkrub]

art trade w/ thrak800 on twit - love this fella !

[fakezircon]

I averaged a bunch of CaptainSparklez' commentary vlog thumbnails

[leffiesart]

Viking Bouquet~

Available as a foil print in my shop! I'm so proud of how this turned out c: <3

[palossssssand]

theyre fucked up ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[fischlich]

what if we were both outdated spy units disguised as eules hiding from the very nation that created us but instead of working together we kept trying to blow eachothers cover

[whirlwindflux]

Pizza delivery mare, Single Slice joins the chain!

Blep

[liveyun]

sweet as syrup 🩷 | KSJ

pairing. none

genre. single dad au, slice of life, FLUFF.

warnings. none, just tooth rotting FLUFF , parental care, just seokjin and his little daughter in their own world 🫶🏾 forgive me for any mistakes

wc. ~1.2k

a/n : this run jin episode absolutely trigged my cuteness agression to the point that i wrote this within half an hour 😫🙏🏾 we did see him with a baby boy, but i felt like i gotta make him a girl dad here 🥹

Seokjin wakes up to the faintest shuffle of feet, a soft pat-pat-pat across the floorboards.

He keeps his eyes closed, willing the world to give him five more minutes. More five minutes, please.. But it’s no use; he can feel her before he even hears her, his natural alarm clock.

“Appaa,” a small, sleepy voice calls, the vowels stretching like they’re too heavy for her tiny mouth.

He groans, cracking one eye open to find Jiyoon, his three year old daughter, standing by his bed, clutching her stuffed rabbit, Cooky, against her chest.

She’s wearing her bunny pajamas, the ones she insists on sleeping in every night, her hair an endearing mess of soft, dark strands sticking in every direction.

“Why aren’t you awake, appa?”

“Because it’s Saturday, Jiyoon-ah,” he murmurs, closing his eye again. “Saturdays are for sleeping in.”

“But I’m hungry,” she whines, her tiny hand nudging his calf.

“Jiyoon-ah,” he mumbles, voice still thick with sleep, “it’s too early. Go back to bed.”

He wishes if she could oblige, but alas, whose daughter is she even in the first place to not show stubbornness?

“But Appa, I had a dream about pancakes,” she says, eyes wide as if the mere thought of breakfast isn’t reason enough to be awake, climbing up his bed with a small hop.

Her resemblance to him is uncanny — soft features, wide doe eyes, and a pout that seems permanently etched into her face.

“You dreamed about pancakes?” he asks, his lips twitching into a small smile despite his exhaustion. “What a coincidence. I dreamed about sleeping all day.”

Her pout appears instantly, and Seokjin swears her ability to guilt him with just one look is both her greatest skill and his ultimate weakness.

“Appa, I’m hungry,” she insists, whining, tugging at his blanket.

“Hungry?” he teases, reaching out to pull her closer to him. “Didn’t you just eat last night?”

“Nooo,” she giggles, wriggling into his arms. “Appa!”

“Okay, okay,” he says, sitting up with her still in his lap. “What does my baby want to eat?”

“Pancakes!” she declares with a grin, her earlier indignation forgotten.

“Alright, pancakes it is,” he relents, standing up and stretching as he picks her up and carries her toward the kitchen. She rests her head on his shoulder, her warm weight soft and familiar against him.

He doesn’t exactly mind being woken up like this.

♡

Jiyoon insists on helping, which in her world means sitting on the counter and watching intently as Seokjin flips pancakes. Her little plastic utensils are spread out beside her, and she stirs an imaginary pot with all the seriousness of a master chef.

“Appa, can I pour the syrup?” she asks, her tiny hands already reaching for the bottle.

“Only if you promise not to pour too much,” he says, handing it to her cautiously, remembering how the honey had been all over her hair the last time he let her do this.

She nods solemnly but promptly douses her pancake in an impressive puddle of syrup.

“Jiyoon-ah,” he says, raising an eyebrow.

She blinks up at him innocently, her cheeks puffed like a hamster’s. “What?”

She very much knows his weakness.

He shakes his head, unable to suppress a laugh. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

She giggles, picking up a tiny piece with her fork and holding it out to him. “Appa. Try it!”

He leans down, pretending to savor the bite. “Mmm, delicious! Did you make this yourself?”

“Yup,” she says proudly, popping the p loudly as some spit dribbles out of her mouth.

She hasn’t touched the stove once.

♡

After breakfast, Seokjin pulls her onto his lap to tame her wild bedhead hair. It’s not long enough to braid, but it tangles like it has a mind of its own. He sits her on the edge of the couch, her legs swinging as she holds Cooky in her lap.

“Okay, Jiyoon-ah, let’s make you presentable,” he says, grabbing a comb. “Be a good princess and stay still, okay? appa will make this quick.”

“Am I not pretty already?” she asks, turning to pout at him.

“You’re always pretty,” he says, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. “But even princesses need their hair combed.”

She giggles with a soft “mhm, okay!” sitting still as he gently works through the tangles. Her hair is soft, just like his, and she smells faintly of baby shampoo and syrup.

“Does it hurt?” he asks when she winces slightly.

“No,” she says bravely, though she grips Cooky a little tighter.

“Almost done,” he promises, smoothing down the last strand. He ties her hair into two tiny pigtails, short and stubby but undeniably adorable. Seokjin isnt the best at doing this, but he’s trying his best.

“All done,” he says, holding up a hand mirror for her to see.

She gasps, her eyes lighting up. “Appa, I look so cute!”

“You always look cute,” he says, scooping her up into his arms. “You look like me.”

“Then you’re cute too, Appa!”

♡

By bedtime, she’s yawning, her energy finally spent. Seokjin himself feels tired, his eyes watering with each yawn and his limbs a bit tense. He tucks her into her bunny-themed bedding, arranging Cooky by her side. He leans down to kiss her forehead, his heart full.

“Goodnight, Jiyoon-ah,” he whispers. “Sleep well.”

“Goodnight, Appa,” she mumbles, her eyes already drooping.

He turns off the lights and quietly closes the door, thinking the day is over.

But it’s not even a minute later when he hears her voice.

“Appa!”

He opens the door to find her sitting up, her arms reaching out toward him.

Seokjin swears he feels his heart is absolutely about to burst.

“Appa, I don’t want to sleep alone,” she says, her voice small. “Can I sleep with you tonight?”

He hesitates for a moment, but only for show. There’s no world in which he could deny her.

He could never deny anything to his world.

“Alright, Jiyoon-ah,” he says, scooping her up into his arms.

She rests her head against his shoulder, small hands clutching the shirt of his shoulders,.her breathing soft and even by the time he reaches his room.

As he lays her down beside him, watching her curl up with Cooky tucked against her chest, he feels love bloom in his heart like spring flowers after the snow. He reaches out to smooth a strand of hair from her face, his thumb brushing her soft cheek.

“Goodnight, my little dumpling,” he whispers again, though she’s already fast asleep.

“I love you.”

♡

[whirlwindflux]

Wishing everyone a great 2025!

[cerubean]

it's been raining nonstop in brindleton bay...

[edsbacktattoo]

my god edward teach in that stolen uniform is literally the cuntiest look for him. he slays absolute penis in it. i know we dont shut up about the bun moment or the kitty cat collar but jesus fuck ign christ,? the uniform. and we only see him in the full ensemble for like a fly’s dick of a second. he makes me want to bite a chunk out of my tv

[hyohaehyuk]

juliana_rychlikova: thanksgiving with vampire fam ❤️ (2023)

source: pixielayer and jandythinker (Note: Juliana Rychlikova have her IG account private so i dont know how the fandom got this photo. maybe she privated the account after the fandom found the photos/videos yesterday)

It seems they celebrated Thanksgiving at Jacob’s house in Prague

Photos via Jacob Anderson IG

Screenshots: funtheysaid, lesbratprince and pixielayer

[lunarfeat21]

Would you like a cupcake? (don't worry he'll bring you any sweets you desire)

I dead-ass had a vague memory of a short about a restaurant somewhere in Japan, serving your food in little boats beside a made-man stream by your window (I don't remember what it's called or the short unfortunately).

I was like 'haha, imagine if the tugs were toys and bringing food to you, that sure would be neat!' & grabbed my stylus to create this.

I really love the results, but in my opinion, I think I went crazy with the patterns. So, what do you think?

(Btw, is anyone up for an art trade? I’m open and won’t mind of any, just send me a message :3)