#sugarbombe

[kalopsian-artz]

I think they’re cuties together! I call this ship SugarBomb!💝

[xxxrebisxxx]

I love city off herroesss ^-^!!!! Sketch page I did of my guy sparkleroach heheh

[starry-nights12]

I love how Sugarbomb(Jinx) and Angel(for Ekko) became a certified staple of my established timebomb fics💖❤️💖❤️

[rotisseries]

rin: i want a triple shot cappuccino with no chocolate and half a pump of caramel put into a latte cup

nate, eye twitching: anything else

rin: yeah your vibes are fucking awful. make it extra hot

nate: *turns the milk frother on him and cranks it to full skin-melting degrees of steam burn*

my favorite thing about the coffee shop au is how you guys keep providing real examples of insane coffee orders but I don't drink coffee and my parents have never had anything more complicated than some milk and cream so I actually don't know what any of these words mean. I CAN understand nate burning rin though so fucking true

[tomanicska]

edd in the new episode of surf and turf pt 2 is in my mind running rampant his goofy grin is perfect <3

[wishlisted]

“FTP” balloons snoopy pin from sugarbombing

[sq-3419-b]

Hello there! Love the multiple arms really cool looking... Sensing you're very stressed lately... Do you possibly need somewhere to chill out?

- @Sugar-Bomb-hotspot

[Oh, hello? Thank you for the compliment, and no, I'm good. I don't think I can even go anywhere to "chill out!"]

[echthr0s]

I mean, yeah, hurr hurr Amurricans and their terrible food, sure. but this image is from 2009 and no longer accurate (assuming it ever was), so.

i have found the worst beverage

[thesecondhandwoman]

MORNING AFTER

Jinx x f!reader

Synopsis: After a night of a different type of fun with Jinx, you experienced a chaotic morning filled with reminders of the aftermath. Jinx made sure to make it worth the while for a day starter.

A/N: Just wanted to say that this does bring up some sexual content, but doesn’t go much further than that.

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the weight of an arm slung across your waist. The next thing was the mop of blue hair splayed across the pillow next to you, messy and wild, and impossibly vibrant in the dim morning light filtering through the cracked blinds.

Jinx was still asleep, her face relaxed and peaceful, a stark contrast to the manic energy she usually carried around like a storm cloud. Her lips were slightly parted, a faint snore escaping every few breaths. You let yourself take her in, from the freckles scattered across her nose to the way her lashes cast soft shadows on her cheeks.

God, she was beautiful.

Last night had been a lot, but the best way. You weren’t sure whether you should be more surprised by how utterly chaotic she was or how gentle she could be when she wanted to. That duality was Jinx in a nutshell—always unpredictable, always keeping you on your toes.

Your movement must have disturbed her, because she let out a low groan, her pink eyes fluttering open. A lazy grin spread across her face when she saw you staring.

“Well, well, well,” she drawled, her voice raspy with sleep. “If it isn’t my favorite little snuggle buddy. Morning, sugarbomb.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at her ridiculous nickname. “Morning, baby.”

She stretched like a cat, her body pressing against yours as she yawned dramatically. “So, was it everything you dreamed of?” she teased, waggling her eyebrows. “And more?”

You rolled your eyes, even as your cheeks burned. “You’re incorrigible.”

“That’s a big word for someone who was screaming my name a few hours ago.”

“Jinx!”

Her laughter was loud and unabashed as she flopped onto her back, one hand resting behind her head while the other reached for yours. She laced her fingers with yours, squeezing gently. Despite her teasing, there was a softness in her gaze that made your heart ache in the best way.

“I’m serious, though,” she said after a moment, her tone quieter. “You good? I didn’t, you know, go too far or anything?”

You squeezed her hand in return, touched by her concern. “I’m more than good, Jinx. Last night was amazing.”

Her grin returned, this time a little smug. “Damn right it was.”

You rolled your eyes again, but there was no hiding your smile.

She sat up suddenly, the sheets pooling around her waist, and turned to look at you with that familiar mischievous glint in her eyes. “You hungry? I’m starving. I could totally make us some breakfast.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Can you even cook?”

She gasped, clutching her chest like you’d mortally wounded her. “Excuse you, I’ll have you know I make a mean pancake. Probably. How hard can it be?”

“Oh no,” you groaned, but you couldn’t stop the laughter bubbling up. “We’re going to burn the apartment down, aren’t we?”

“Only one way to find out!”

Before you could protest, Jinx was out of bed, stark naked and completely unbothered as she darted toward the kitchen. You buried your face in your hands, half-exasperated and half in awe of her sheer audacity.

A few minutes later, you followed her, wrapping yourself in one of the oversized shirts she’d stolen from some poor shopkeeper in the Undercity’s market. You found her rummaging through the cabinets, her hair somehow even messier than before, muttering to herself about flour and syrup.

“What’s the plan, Chef Jinx?” you asked, leaning against the counter with a smirk.

She turned to you with a proud smile, holding up a box of pancake mix like it was some kind of trophy. “We’re making breakfast! You handle the boring stuff like measuring, and I’ll do the fun part, aka flipping!”

“Uh-huh. And who’s cleaning up the mess?”

She winked at you. “That’s future Jinx’s problem.”

You couldn’t argue with that logic.

The next half hour was pure chaos, as expected. Jinx got flour everywhere, from the counters, to in her hair, and somehow even on the ceiling. She insisted on using way too much food coloring, so the pancakes ended up an alarming shade of neon pink. But they were edible, surprisingly, and the two of you ate on the floor of the kitchen, laughing and stealing bites from each other’s plates.

After breakfast, Jinx pulled you into her lap, wrapping her arms around you as she nuzzled into your neck. “You know,” she murmured, her voice soft and almost shy, “I like this whole thing, being able to wake up with you. Feels nice.”

You leaned back against her, your fingers tracing absent patterns on her arm. “I like it too.”

She was quiet for a moment, her grip on you tightening just slightly. Then, in true Jinx fashion, she broke the silence with a cheeky grin. “So, round two in the shower?”

You groaned, laughing despite yourself. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it.”

She wasn’t wrong. She never really could be when it comes to you loving her.

A/N: I absolutely love jinx and her chaotic energy (I just hope I captured it well in this fanfic).

[teenjournalist]

Candy dealers are creating "sugarbombs", tiny little bonbons containing 500 times the sugar content of a gumdrop, and they're hitting the streets

[tomanicska]

my darling edd, this is genuinely just him in a nutshell. he absolutely staus up late working on animations and commissions, not thinking twice about his health… hes a lil workaholic and i love him so. hes gotta learn when to take breaks.

Imagine seeing your f/o working late at night. You're ready to go to bed and decide to check in on them before going to sleep. They've been sitting in front of their desk all day working. Their tired eyes struggle to remain awake. You approach and hug them from behind, planting a kiss on their neck. Your f/o is a bit surprised and let's out a sigh as they lay their hands on top of yours, gently caressing them.

"C'mon. It's time to rest, love. The bed feels empty without you."

The reminder makes your f/o start to realize just how late it is. Even if they planned on staying up for longer, how could they say no to you?

Taking a hold of your hands, they press them to their lips and agree to go get some rest. After a shower and a change of clothes, they climb onto your bed and hold you close to them, leaving small kisses on your neck.

"Thank you for always watching out for me, love. You know you can always count on me to take care of you as well." They whisper in their tired voice. "Goodnight, darling. Sweet dreams"

Prosh!ppers dni

[xxxrebisxxx]

I love city of heroes…. Have you heard of it it’s awesome me and my friends characters im the big tall cyborg wolf guy with bat wings :] his name is dr sparkleroach he’s a licensed neurosurgeon it’s probably my favorite game…. Maybe ever… it’s really awesome

[thefalloutwiki]

❓ Question of the Week ❓

You can find the wide array of pre-war foods documented on the wiki!

[sugarbombs-n-stuff]

Companion's Comfort Foods

(I didn't include Ada and Codsworth cause they don't eat)

Cait: Cait's comfort food is cottage pie (which is shepards pie with beef instead of lamb). It was on the food rotation at the combat zone before the raiders took over and it brings back good memories of her first few years of freedom. Cottage pie and a beer is a good supper for her.

Curie: A bowl of sugarbombs. It was the first meal she had after she got turned into a synth so she's grown really fond of it. She likes cereal in general so if you sit her down with some and a puzzle, she'll be so happy, though she does like eating while talking to a friend.

Danse: When he was in the BOS it probably would have been coffee seeing as the food really wasn't great. It was pretty much flavorless chicken and mashed tatoes and the thought of it made his stomach churn. A cup of coffee however was guaranteed, and it was good every time. After BB no questions asked his comfort food is beef(brahmin) stew. Sturges makes some flavorful, mouthwatering, downright sinful tasting food and you'll always see Danse first in line whenever it's the stew in particular that's being made. He also likes to dip some cornbread in it, and it isn't uncommon that you'll see him patting his stomach after eating like some midwestern dad.

Deacon: Roasted mutton on fry bread with hot peppers. Deacon was raised on Lake Mead by his mom and grandparents. His grandma was Navajo, so they always had something with fry bread and meat, normally bighorner meat. The mutton became his favorite though. It's a wave of nostalgia every time he takes a bite. He doesn't really have it anymore, partly because of he can't really get it in the commonwealth and partly because even if he makes it, it's never as good as his family makes. A big stupid smile is on his face whenever he manages to get his hands on some. He hasn’t seen his family in years but when he takes a bite, he considers going back for just a minute.

Dogmeat: Dogmeat will eat anything, and he doesn't really have a comfort food. His favorite food though his dried brahmin ears,

Strong: Pre War Strong and Super mutant Strong actually agree in this area, his comfort food is still ribs. Pre-war, he liked dry rub ribs that make your mouth water and stomach grumble when you look at them, he was damn good at making them to cause he learned from his grandad so anytime he made them he thought about him. Now he likes raw brahmin ribs. He isn't picky anymore and doesn't care as long as he eats but if he really concentrates, he can still hear a deep laugh like rolling thunder and smell a hint of spice when he takes a bite.

Preston: Rabbit Stew. Growing up with his auntie on far harbor he ate pretty much everything, mans was a human garbage disposal. However, he had broken his leg when he was 10 and his auntie made him rabbit stew. They sat in the bed and laughed and joked for hours as she told him stories. His big brother even joined them and joked around too. Now every time he makes it, that memory is at the front of his mind, it causes a smile to sit on his face for the rest of the day afterwords.

Piper: Her dad used to make cabbage rolls with corn and rad stag. She still makes it for Nat but when she starts cooking it, she swears she can hear her dad talking her through how to make it for the first time. She doesn't let herself get sad at the memory when she's cooking, she embraces it. She keeps promising to teach nat how to make it but she's kind of swamped with work at the moment, but they have it every week they can afford it.

MacCready: Like danse he also likes stew however his comfort food his mushroom stew. He remembers eating it in Little Lamplight and when he takes a bite suddenly, he's Mayor MacCready sitting with his pals and getting irritated at Princess again. He also thinks of him chatting with lucy, both as kids and adults and gets a comforting sadness for a little afterword but comforting none the less.

Hancock: Him and his brother used to make fruit jam growing up and would sell it in Diamond City market. He still makes the jams now with the help of Daisy and sells them in her store. His mind wanders and he wonders that if things were different between McDonough and him, if they would still make them together. His brother's favorite was the dandy boy apple one so that's his comfort food. Dandy Boy Apple Jam.

Nick Valentine: Coffee. Nick doesn't eat much and human nick really only ate out of necessity. Ellie makes him a cup every morning and they talk before they get to work. Good memories are enjoyed over coffee and that's good enough for Nick.

X6-88: When he was in the institute he liked the coconut nutrition pouches but he wouldn't classify it as a comfort food because he was a machine that didn't need comfort in his or the institutes eyes. Now that he runs around with sole survivor though, his comfort food is braised deathclaw with rice. It's extremely filling, and he thinks of that first night he was assigned to Sole and they made them this. It was one of the first times he seriously considered being something close to human.

Longfellow: Roasted Fog Crawler with black beans and a side of scotch. He cooks well and he actually really enjoys it. Whenever he cooks, he gets peace and peace is comfort. Not to mention the whiskey settles his soul for a bit.

Gage: Spicy Curry. He learned to make this dish originally from his mom and for a while after becoming a raider he didn't touch it again cause of the memories. Eventually though, one night when he wasn't thinking about it, he started taking out the ingredients to make it. Muscle memory is a bitch but he's not going to waste food and when he took that first bite, he heard his mom singing in his brain and telling him to wash up after. It's rare when he does eat it but when he does you might be able to hear him humming as he makes it.

[tomanicska]

i promise im normal when it comes to them….

[wishlisted]

“Always Carry A Book” tote bag from sugarbombing