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threeberryicecream · 8 months
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ふわふわケーキをつくったよ・I Made a Fluffy Cake
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tetotetonightfever · 1 year
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mintypsii · 6 months
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whole cake
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makenna-made-this · 7 months
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BAWKtober Day 7 ~ Socks
Keep those tootsies toasty
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Betty "how can you not fall in love with him" Grof
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hauntingjasper · 5 months
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Everyone moved on but I stayed here
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I love how she just had to touch him and he instantly went "must kiss gf" I hate them so much EUEUEUESHAHEKWHAH
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chamaleonsoul · 4 months
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Home
Rating: G Word count: 1,144 Pairing: Luke Hemmings/Calum Hood Summary: With Luke’s arms wrapped around him, bodies fitting together from head to toe, warm, Calum can only be grateful to be home.
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You ever think about squirrels?? They're just little guys. They live in your neighborhood and at the park. They're my neighbors. They have fluffy tails. They play with each other. They find mysterious berries and eat them in front of my window. Big Buck Teeth. They make sounds. They bury seeds and acorns and allow new trees to grow. I have emotions
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boydykepdf · 1 year
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@fruity-individual it took me a bit to actually get around to doing this but ty for the tag!!
comfort movie: howl's moving castle
comfort food: my mom's red velvet cake!! it is literally the best EVER hands down a better red velvet cake does not exist
comfort clothing: deadliest catch t-shirt i stole from my dad <3
comfort song: HM this is a hard one. maybe. i love you honeybear or chateau lobby #4 by father john misty
comfort book: a history of glitter and blood!!!
comfort game: pokemon <3 or the sims 2 <3 or my favorite board game betrayal at the house on the hill <3 or clue <3
@boyjoan @pomegranate-pill @steelycunt @dykefever @bellasloth @mayescapade @vexedtonightmares not sure if this one has already been going around so if u have already done it/been tagged then! sorry 🤠 if not + you'd like to here is ur tag <3
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mx-paint · 1 year
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do y'all think the bad little boy ep was supposed to symbolize how Marceline sees herself
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slutforslytherinx · 26 days
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whipped m. riddle headcannons
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pairing: mattheo riddle x fem!reader
summary: some cute headcannons about mattheo being whipped for you ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
warnings: none?? super fluffy :)
a/n: dedicated to the delusional ladies (aka me) imagine having THE mattheo riddle wrapped around your finger.. life goals😓
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he will break his neck to look if someone mentions your name! even just the first few syllables and they have his full attention.
he looks to see your reaction at every joke he tells. he feels so accomplished if he even gets a slight grin out of you ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
somehow he’ll always find a way to make the convo about you. “i bought some cauldron cakes in hogsmead today.” “…..y/n likes cauldron cakes-” “STOP.”
hand on you at all times. sitting in the common room with your friends? arm wrapped around your back. eating dinner at the great hall? interlocked pinkies underneath the table.
this man is having withdrawals during summer break or if you go home for the holidays. you better believe you’re receiving letters daily with messily sketched hearts.
if he hears anyone saying shit behind your back..? sending prayers!
if he had a little too much fire whiskey at a party, he will not stop looking for you until he finds you. “where’s y/n?” “you’ve asked me this five times mattheo. I DONT KNOW.”
treasures home-made gifts. you crocheted him a little plushie? will keep it on his bed always. doesn’t care if his friends laugh at him for it. (god forbid it goes missing.)
this man could sit and watch you do the simplest tasks for hours. doing makeup? on your bed watching. reading? head rested on your stomach as he forces you to read to him. you literally walk him like a dog.
if your mad at him and ignoring him, he’s on his knees ready to BEG for forgiveness.
truth be told, i think mattheo would be hard to crack but once you do, you aren’t getting away ever. ⋆ ★
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threeberryicecream · 8 months
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ふわふわケーキをつくったよ・I Made a Fluffy Cake
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midascrow · 2 months
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Alastor x Reader
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Favoritism Pt.2(1.5)
Part 1
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Synopsis: Alastor finds himself wondering why exactly he favors you so much
a/n: this is more of a part 1.5 really, as it’s mostly just Alastair’s perspective of what’s going on, but I figured you guys would enjoy this 🍓
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Fluffy red ears twitched back and fourth, listening to the idle and mindless chatter of the hotel inhabitants.
Alastor couldn’t help but feel a certain sense of mirth at the topic of discussion. While he made no attempts to hide his blatant bias, he hadn’t thought he was quite that obvious.
Though a tiny part of him felt a bit smug, especially at the claim of that empty headed serpent. A kiss?
The idea wasn’t unpleasant but he was unfortunately mistaken.
The two of you had never shared such an intimate gesture, much less in the company of others.
No-, he supposed the closest you had ever gotten was a small bump of the nose to one another’s. It wasn’t an inherently romantic gesture on the radio demons part, more instinctual than anything, but he could suppose there had been a certain layer of affection lined in the action nonetheless.
“What do you suppose they’re talking about Al..?”
His ears twitched forward to fully take in the sound of your candied voice.
Alastor didn’t consider himself a fan of sweet things like candy and cakes. But he always seemed to make an exception when it came to you.
“Hm..~ Seems our dear friends are under the impression that you and I are…an item of sorts.” His smile twitched, inching upwards with amusement when he saw the way your eyes widened, a warmth on your cheeks that roused a small huff of pride from his nose.
“Oh…well that doesn’t..upset you?…right?” Your concern is down right precious. So bothered with his comfort that it makes the fabric of his tail coat shift, just briefly.
“Hmm~…perhaps if it were another sinner who they believed I had such relations with. However because it’s you my dear, I can’t seem to find myself bothered by the idea.”
You were far too naive. (Cute). Your sparkly gaze almost made him angry. Like he wanted to squeeze you till it eased the tight sensation in his chest. Though he wouldn’t dare to act on such an impulse. For fear of losing such pleasant company of course.
But he couldn’t stop himself from teasing you. Just a little. “Infact…I’d say I’m rather flattered by the notion~. To think they see me a fit partner for a gem like you.”
That feeling got subsequently stronger as he watched you bury your face into the crook of your shoulder, a shy, perhaps embarrassed smile painting your lips and making a that shifting of his tail coat return. Like those aforementioned sweets had found their way into his system and subsequently thrown him into a vicious sugar rush. His heart was practically bouncing off the walls of his ribcage, though he hadn't the faintest idea why.
“Alastor…” His name was a garbled whine, swatting at him playfully as you returned to dusting the bannister, distracting yourself as he sidled beside you still, ever attendant while his shadow fluttered around, moving glasses and nicknacks for you to dust off. “Are you going to tell them then..?”
“What ever do you mean?”
Your eyes glanced back, lips pursed. “Well…you are going to tell them we’re not together right?”
Well that sounded unpleasant, and his immediate thought had been an internal grimace. But he pondered the thought for a moment, mindful of the eyes on both your backs as he stepped around the side of you, clawed hands dancing across your shoulder and arm thoughtfully.
“Hmm…~..No.”
He paused, ears twitched backwards as his lips connected gently with the skin of your nose, sweet and lingering as he failed to ignore the twitch of his grin at the gasps that echoed behind.
“No fucking way.”
“I say let them wonder..~”
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Alastor could admit, even by his standards this was a bit mean.
His “loving” gestures had amped up quite a bit the following week at the hotel.
Lingering touches, thoughtful hand placements, small gestures and sweet words. Nothing explicitly romantic…but there was always something implied in his gaze that perhaps even he himself wasn't aware of.
It wasn’t in an intentional effort to lead you on. He was hardly that cruel. But some part of him…found deep satisfaction in watching your eyes shine and your cheeks darken and become hot.
And that itch had only gotten worse too.
Sometimes it was small. An urge to pinch your cheek which he acted on, mindful of his claws in doing so. His ears always twitched at your disgruntled whines, always tuned to your words and noises. Even unintentionally.
There had been one moment when, your silly little self had gotten caught on that same rug, again. Alastor had been on the other side of the room, but the moment your squeak reached his ears, they swiveled back, and a mass of tentacles lurched up from the ground, gently rolling you onto you greet before disappearing like they had never existed.
And Alastor hadn’t even turned around, still idly chatting with the stunned princess who barely hid her ever widening smile.
Husker seemed the most displeased with his current antics. Always preaching to the others that this was a trick. That he was playing with you. Toying with you.
The radio demon wished that was the case now.
Frankly, he wasn’t sure why he was doing it. He knew he favored you above the others. That was natural. Instinctual. Obvious. And while the others reactions, especially those of the spear wielding ex angel and the gambler were fairly amusing, if that had been the soul purpose it was likely he would’ve grown bored by now. And he would’ve stopped.
But it wasn’t. And he hadn’t.
And it was all becoming a bit overwhelming.
Yet you didn’t question it. Sometimes your brow would raise, at a particularly bold gesture or comment sent your way, and yes your eyes would dart around as if to see who was watching. But you never complained. And if he didn’t know any better, he’d say you were enjoying yourself, if the sweetheart smile that graced your lips after each instance was anything to go off.
So Alastor didn’t feel the need to label what he was experiencing or truly ponder why. He was enjoying himself, as were you. To him, nothing needed to be said.
“So are you two bangin or nah?”
Though he supposed not everyone felt the same.
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luveline · 1 month
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also didn’t realise that amanda was their little baby but here’s an idea if ur up for it. amanda inherits like spencer’s smartness i guess and so when she starts spewing facts about the random-est stuff spencer’s overjoyed and then bombshells just staring at them with adoration in her eyes?? idk something really fluffy
“Shoes?” Amanda asks. 
“Yeah, babe.” 
“No thanks.” 
You hold Amanda’s socked feet in your hands. “You need shoes to keep your feet warm.” 
“I’ll have socks.” 
You look past her tiny face to her father for some assistance. Spencer scratches his neck, looking absolutely exhausted, though he’s dressed sharply. You’d spent a few minutes finger curling his hair this morning before it dried, and he’s brushed them out gently, giving him a windblown look. You pretend to take a photo of him. He rolls his eyes. 
“Amy,” he says lovingly, baby-voice in play as he leans over the back of the couch, “you know why you have to wear shoes?” 
“Why?” 
“Because growing up, your feet are very small, and very fragile. They need time to grow in proper structures, and they can’t do that if you don’t wear shoes when you’re walking a lot.” He gives her shoulder a rub. “Don’t you wanna match me and mommy?” 
“You wear shoes… different. Mom has heels,” she insists. 
“What if I wear flats?” you ask, eager to leave the house before afternoon. 
She shakes her head, crossing her arms over her chest with a Spencer style pout. 
Spencer sits down next to her with a sigh. You’re both aware of how smart she is for her age, and while it can be interesting, it’s also made some stuff so, so hard. Like explaining shoes. “I’m not want to wear them. It’s good for my skin to breathe.” All her r’s sound soft, like w’s.
You rub your eyes. Spencer sucks in an excited breath. “Yes! Skin can’t really breathe, but it’s good to have it uncovered sometimes to help your circulation and your pores.” 
“‘Xactly,” Amy says. 
“And, you know, shoes that don’t fit right force your feet into narrow positions, which can cause a whole bunch of problems.” 
“No shoes,” Amy says. 
“But…” Spencer backtracks, thumbing under her eyelashes gently. “If you don’t wear your shoes, we can’t go out to the store for groceries and we can’t go to the bakery on the way home. Which means you won’t get your sugar donuts, mommy won’t get her slice of cake, and that’s gonna make me so sad.” 
“Why?” 
“Because I love when your mom is happy. It makes me happy when she’s happy. She doesn’t look very happy now, does she?” 
In all honesty, you’re much too pretty to be sitting on the floor, tights to the carpeting and your cute black dress bunching up your thighs. You refuse to close yourself into the ‘mom’ box some may expect of you, dressing as you had before you became a mom, but you’ve allowed Amanda the opportunity to choose your necklace; a gold pendant ring with green and pink sapphires. It’s gorgeous, colourful, and doesn’t even slightly go with your outfit. Spencer reaches for it now, tugging it straight carefully against your neck. 
You frown deeply, pulling your widest, softest doe eyes. “Please, lovely girl, put your shoes on. Or I’m gonna have to be strict, and I hate being strict.” 
“Don’t fw-own, mommy,” she says, listing into Spencer’s side, “you’ll get wrinkles. Worse wrinkles, ‘cos your muscles remember.” 
And again, all her r’s are w’s, her pronunciation lispy and sweet despite her amazing expertise. Spencer laughs and takes her face into two hands, kissing “Wow, smarty pants,” into her crown. “You’re so smart! I can’t believe it!” 
You feel your annoyance softening. Fine, she’s a smarty pants, and you secretly love it so so much. You’ll just have to carry her to the car. Or her genius dad can carry her. Actually, that could be great, Spencer’s never looked so handsome as he does carrying around your little baby, especially now he’s started working out every now and then. 
“Better role your sleeves up, Spence,” you say, standing up off of your knees. “I’m keeping my heels on. Daddy’s gonna carry you, and you’re gonna get wonky feet.” 
“That’s fine,” Spencer says to her in a whisper, “I’ll carry you forever if you want me to, even if you do get all wonky, bubby.”  
Amy preens as she wraps her arms around him and he picks her up. He takes her shoes from your hand without her seeing. 
“Isn’t she amazing?” he mouths, and he means it, his eyes wide with it. 
“She’s gonna protest socks, next, Spencer Reid, and then what are you gonna do?” you ask. You aren’t half as concerned as you’re pretending to be. Amy’s a baby. She’ll learn how important shoes are soon enough. 
“I’m gonna hold her in my coat, like this,” he says, pulling his coat over her legs. 
“Like that,” you say to yourself, grinning. “Okay, you two do what you want. Can we go now? We really need to get some groceries.” 
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fanby-fckry · 3 months
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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow
23 hr. ago
adam is literally sinner coded because of his war crimes. but whatever
🍸 bar-cat75 Follow
23 hr. ago
Angel, I know this is a joke, but just remember that if you go knocking on enough doors asking to see the devil, eventually he’ll answer.
🍎 luci-goosey-666 Follow
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Hi! :D
#jumpscaring my denizens #irl source
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🎀 charlies-angel Follow
8 min. ago
New url now that the cat’s out of the bag.
moth-gf -> @.charlies-angel
🌈 hells-disney-princess Follow
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Awwwwww, babe!!! 🥹🥰💖
🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow
2 min. ago
gay
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💙 ozzie-king-of-lust Follow
1 hr. ago
Lmao I love how Adam fought the radio demon, the princess of hell, and Lucifer himself, but in the end the one to put him down is a two-foot tall cyclops with a knife and blood lust.
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@.jest-fizzarolli Fizzie Frog, you cannot leave this in the tags.
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57 min. ago
:3
#ozzie peer-reviewed my tags #is he biased? #yes #but idc ↯ #niffty lady ↯ #alastor the radio demon ↯ #adam ↯ #extermination day ↯ #extermination 2 electric boogaloo #jesters privilege #irl source
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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow
12 hr. ago
if I make it outta this alive, I’m gonna tell my crush I’m in love with him.
🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow
2 hr. ago
fuck
#well well well #if it isnt the consequences of my own actions
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🐝 queen-bee-lzebub Follow
3 hr. ago
Nice try Heaven, but: L + Ratio + the power of friendship
#stay sinning stay winning babes!!! ↯ #extermination day ↯ #extermination 2 electric boogaloo #👑🐝
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📺 voxblr4k Follow
3 hr. ago
Alastor is trending again, but this time for the right reasons (getting his ass kicked and running away like the cowardly little pissbaby he is)
So I guess I won’t be deleting this hellsite just yet
↯ #alastor the radio demon #shitposting in 4k
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📻 real-radio-demon Follow
4 hr. ago
I seem to have made what you might call an “oopsie daisy”
📻 real-radio-demon Follow
4 hr. ago
A real “cringe fail moment” if you will
📻 real-radio-demon Follow
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I fucked up
↯ #alastor the radio demon ↯ #extermination day ↯ #extermination 2 electric boogaloo #real radio demon broadcasts
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💀 be-gay-do-crym Follow
5 hr. ago
hey is no one gonna talk about how a fucking rpf smut writer just killed adam the motherfucking archangel?
💀 be-gay-do-crym Follow
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@.niffty-lady has over 1000 fics on archive of our souls including a 500k word explicit radiostatic enemies to lovers fic that allegedly caused infighting in the vees because vox wanted it taken down and velvette kept blocking his access
and she stabbed the leader of the exorcists to death
↯ #niffty lady ↯ #extermination day ↯ #extermination 2 electric boogaloo #her url is trending now so ig we are talking about it #cryms crimes
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❤️ moth-pimp Follow
8 hr. ago
people think I’m exaggerating when I say voxxy has a fetish for killing the radio demon. I wish those people could see him now.
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8 hr. ago
fr
#hate boner doesnt even begin 2 describe it #radiostatic #vox ↯ #alastor the radio demon #rb
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📺 voxblr4k Follow
23 hr. ago
for 2nd extermination day I’m deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits
↯ #extermination day ↯ #extermination 2 electric boogaloo #shitposting in 4k #irl source
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⬜️ voxblr-meta Follow
23 hr. ago
Fanby’s Fake Dash Masterpost
#meta #fake tumblr dash
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touyanii · 1 year
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i hate baking because even when you follow the recipe it can just not work out
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