#soft and jolly

[leoreadss]

What 2 and 7 have in common?

Did you know the question that runs around TikTok in which a person says that in an autism assessment one of the questions was 'what 2 and 7 have in common?' and the 'correct' answer is that they are both numbers?

Well my personal answer is that the 2 represents Aziraphale (soft and jolly) and the 7 represents Crowley (tall and snappy dresser), so the thing they have in common is that they are husbands of the most ineffable couple that humanity have ever seen since the beginning of time and before actually cause they were there.

[itsajollyjester]

"I give you- the tributes of District Twelve!"

I can't even begin to imagine what Haymitch must have been feeling when they won.

Realizing he gets to bring not one but both kids home this time. Watching Katniss make the same mistake he made. Knowing what happens after.

[basoogil]

a silly spojk and a silly kirg

[alastor-simp]

Enchanting Lullaby - Insomniac Alastor x Sea Siren Reader

❥Summary: Everyone in the hotel knows that Alastor does not sleep, but what happens when he seeks you out and makes a request only you can provide for him.

❥Tags: Alastor x reader, sea siren, siren reader, insomniac, insomniac alastor, alastor does not sleep, fem reader

❥Notes: I am OBSESSED with siren songs. I find them so hypnotic and beautiful, so I wanted to write a story with a siren reader with Alastor. Wanted to give a shoutout to my friend ValerieWinks777 for helping me with this story. I recommend checking her out on Wattpad, she does amazing Alastor x reader stories.

Spending years in hell, forming unbreakable deals and ripping apart demons in his broadcasts have harden Alastor to put aside certain feelings and tasks, including sleep. Well, he used to sleep during the time when he was alive, honestly he is surprised he even could after all the horrible murders he committed. He didn't just decide one day that he wasn't going to slumber anymore, this change started slowly. Indulging gleefully in the wrath he enjoyed created new enemies, enemies he knew posed no threat, but the longer that list got, the less often he slept, as he rather stay awake and attack them head on if any of them even considered wanting to mess with the radio demon.

A couple days after the extermination war and rebuilding the hotel, it had gotten surprisingly more busy with new demons arriving to gander at the hotel, and possibly consider joining. Charlie had been working like a mad women, tending to make sure everything was perfect for the guests and also trying to lessen some of the workload on the others. She greatly appreciate everything that happened before, so she didn't want them lifting a finger with anything. Alastor, however, was not one to just stand there and not offer his assistance. He may still consider the hotel a bunch of wack-a-doo nonsense, but he has grown fond of Charlie and her beliefs, also considering how much of a gentleman he was, he wasn't going to let poor Charlie do everything herself. Charlie waved her hands in the air, saying profusely that it was okay and Alastor didn't need to help, but Alastor was persistent. "Ah ah ah. Charlie, my dear. As the facility manager of the hotel, it is substantial for me to offer my assistance. Now then! What humble tasks need to be dealt with?" Alastor said with a smile, as he bent down, putting his face closer to Charlie's. Charlie gave a sigh and small smile back to Alastor and told him of the assignments that needed to be done for today.

Alastor went about and began completing each task, stockpiling the drinks for the bar, making sure the rooms were all spick and span, obtain groceries for the kitchen and also prepare dinner for later tonight. Alastor had finally reach the end of the tasks and softly heaved a sigh. Performing small things like this was nothing to him, as he preferred to finish the job quickly and properly and not dwindle on it, but he had used a great amount of his powers to fulfill each one of them, causing him to feel more drained then usual. Alastor, for the first time, felt the need to take a good due rest, but he knew it wasn't going to be easy since it has been a millennium since he last slept. Pondering through his thoughts, he came up with an idea that could help him, as he made his way upstairs.

Knocking on your door, Alastor patiently waited, as the door to your room opened, with you standing on the other side of it, wearing your cozy pajamas. You looked up at Alastor with a smile, head tilted to the side. "Oh good evening, Al. Is there something you needed?" Alastor smiled down at you, showcasing more of his teeth. "Yes, my dear! I have encountered a bit of a dilemma and I need your assistance with the matter. Would it be alright if you could come to my chambers?" He observed your eyes glaze with confusion before you nodded your head, and walked out of your room, closing the door behind you. Alastor had hooked his arm with yours, as the both of you walked towards his hotel room.

Upon entering his room, you glanced around his room, admiring the pocket dimension he had created. It gave a calm tranquil vibe in the room, along with the static music playing from the radio in his room. Al had said nothing when the both of you had entered his chambers, and you wondered if he was displeased with something. "Um.... Am I in trouble?" You question him, twiddling your fingers together. Alastor quickly turned back around to face you, eyes widen before going back to normal, while a soft smile was placed on his face. "Heavens no! You are no form of trouble my dear, I can assure you. There is just something I need from you however." He walk closer into his room, removing his coat jacket and setting it on the chair next to his desk, revealing his red striped shirt that was hidden. He ventured closer to his bed, removing his black shoes before taking a seat on it while crossing his legs. His eyes went back up to look at you, extending his hand out, inviting you to join him.

Your face flushed for a bit, as you made your way over to where Alastor resided, taking a seat on his bed, facing him. The both of you sat in silence, before Alastor broke it. "If my memory serves me correctly, your demon form is similar to that of a sea siren. Am I correct, my dear?" He turned to face you, peering down at you while you looked at him. Your answer to his question was a small nod. "Splendid! That will be quite useful for me!" Alastor seemed almost giddy with joy, making you feel a bit confused. "Can I ask a question?" You asked Alastor. Alastor continued to stare at you, telling you to go ahead. "Why is my nature going to be beneficial for you?" Alastor eyes gazed into yours, as they were filled with confusion. Heaving a sigh, Alastor slowly grabbed your hand, giving it a soft squeeze. "As much as it pains me to say this, but I need your help, darling. I am aware of the soothing hypnotic voices of sirens, how there gorgeous songs allure sailors. I am asking you if you could sing for me, my dear." Alastor smile almost dropped a bit, his face holding a slight melancholic look as he continued to stare at you. You continued to look at him, before you asked him why you needed to sing to him.

Alastor heaved another sigh, rubbing his hair with his other hand. "It has been a drastically long time, since I have enjoyed the comforts of my own bed. However, falling asleep has not been an easy task for me, and along with the chores that I have completed for sweet Charlie. I crave a good rest now more then ever." Upon observing his face, you noticed the dark circles that appeared underneath his eyes. His smile as well seemed a bit forced, almost as if he was having a hard time keeping it up. Your heart ached for him, as you placed you squeezed his hand that was still holding yours. "I will help you Alastor, but there is something you have to do for me." Alastor raised an eyebrow at you, asking what it was that you needed. "Well, could you use your powers to soundproof the room? My siren voice may reach the others, and cause them to fall asleep as well." SNAP! Within an instant, Alastor had snapped his fingers, preventing any sound from reaching out the room.

With a nod of your head, you moved further back on the bed, waiting to make room for your transformation. A dark light enveloped your form, as your body became covered in black and white scales, and your legs had morphed together into a long mermaid tail, causing your pajama pants to slide off. Alastor continued to gaze at you in amazement, finding your form truly haunting while incredibly beautiful. Once you had completed your transformation, you leaned back against the pillow, raising both your hands up towards Alastor. Alastor stood stiff, confused at your actions. "Come here." you said, keeping your arms stretched out. Alastor realized what you meant, his cheeks become a tad flushed. "M-my dear, there is no need-" His words were cut off, as you pulled him down. His head had landed on your chest, as his whole body was placed on top of you, with his legs rested on your lower tail. Your arms wrapped around him, placing one against his hair, giving it a rub. "Shh its alright Alastor. I just want you to be comfortable okay?" Alastor hadn't moved when he was on top of you, apparently not use to actions like this. His body soon began to relax, as he nuzzled closer into your chest, moving his arms to wrap them around your back. His actions caused a soft smile to appear on your face, as you continued to play with his hair. "I'm going to start singing now, are you ready?" You looked down, waiting for his answer. Alastor peaked one of his eyes out from your chest, giving you a small nod. Giggling at his cuteness, you moved the hand from his hand to rub at his cheek, before placing it back on his red locks.

Taking a few deep breaths, you leaned your head back against the pillow. Soon, you opened your mouth, and began to sing.

(THIS SONG IS SO SOOTHING, I LOVE IT!!)

𝄞 Upon one summer's morning, I carefully did stray

Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay

Conversing with a bouncing lass, who seemed to be in pain

Saying William, when you go, I fear you will never return again

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

His hair it hangs in ringlets, his eye as black as coal

My happiness attend him wherever he may go

From Tower Hill to Blackwell, I'll wander, weep and moan

All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My name it is Maria, a merchant's daughter fair

And I have left my parents and three thousands pounds a year

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea

While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn

And firmly pray, arrive the day, he's never more to roam

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold 𝄞

Your beautiful song had ended, leaving the room in a calming silence. Looking down, you motioned your head to look at Alastor. His head was still nuzzled on your chest, the one eye that had peaked to look at you had closed. His breathing was slowed and he was letting out small static-like snores and a few purrs. Smiling warmly, you leaned closer to his head, giving it a soft kiss. Your hand left his head, and began to reach for the blanket nearby on the bed, motioning it to have it lay over both you and Alastor. You placed your hand back on his hair, giving it a comforting rub, as you leaned back against the pillow, whispering, "Good night Alastor."

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[xmads-omensx]

So I’m allergic to gluten, not completely, because it just creates an eczema under my eye. But imagine reader having celiac disease, which is that you’re completely allergic to gluten and if you eat just a tiny amount of something with gluten you end up with horrible cramps. You could even end up in hospital.

So now imagine reader going on a tour with BO as a merch girl along with Davis and someone who’s ordering dinner forgets about the fact that she has celiac disease.

I love your writing and you💕🎀

Beyy

Pairing: Bad Omens X Merch girl Ruffilo!reader

CW: celiac disease, discussions about food, Noah is a sore loser, mentions of skin irritation, mentions of cramping

Thanks for your kind words lovely! I hope you enjoy this!

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After being around the guys for so long, your celiac disease was something that they had simply grown accustomed to over the years of your friendship.

Besides, you or your brother Nicholas were usually the ones ordering the food for everyone, so you didn't typically pay any mind to what the food is.

However, this all changed when Bad Omens returned from their brief break from touring and performing in general to play at Mayhem Festival, their largest show yet.

In the rush and chaos surrounding the new setup, food wasn't exactly at the forefront of anyone's mind, so one of the newer crew members put himself forward for the task.

Frank hadn't worked for Bad Omens long, and typically found himself in the food runner role at his previous jobs, so hadn't minded taking on that role here either.

Food arrived and was dished out in one of the backstage rooms, each item labelled as to what it was.

Ordinarily, you would have gone for the gluten free pasta option since it was the most reliable option whilst away from home, so you made a bee line to the plate filled with pasta drenched in a tomato sauce.

It smelled divine.

You fought your way past an impatient and grumpy Noah, who simply allowed you to pass by as you were practically his little sister after all the years he had spent in your house growing up.

"Fucking seriously." He had muttered as he saw you clear off the remains of the pasta dish off of the plate, his shoulders slumping and his lip pouting.

"There's chicken so you don't lose your super cool and amazing gains." You mocked as you walked past, your plate of pasta held high like a trophy.

The pasta tasted delicious, and you made sure that Noah knew exactly how amazing every single bite tasted. He glared at you the entire time as you grinned smugly at him, pasta sauce covering your face.

Back in the hotel room that night, you were sharing with Nicholas and Noah as you had done since the band first formed.

You were laying on one of the two large double beds in the room, the one that the boys were sharing, absentmindedly poking Noah's shoulders and face with your foot in a failing attempt to get him to share the sweets that he had bought earlier.

He refused your request of course because of the pasta incident, only made worse by your foot in his face.

Then it started.

Your stomach tightened just slightly, but enough for it to cause your face to have a pained reaction.

"It's not that deep Y/N, it's just sweets." Noah laughed.

Then the cramping worsened.

"If your starting your period, do you mind going back to your bed and not laying on ours?" Nicholas asked in a slightly fearful tone.

"Not that." You groaned, clutching your stomach as you curled into foetal position.

Nicholas then began to realise what had happened.

"Did you order the food today, Y/N?" He asked, you shook your head.

"Uh oh." Noah replied, sitting up and grabbing his water bottle and handing it to you in hopes that drinking some might distract you from the pain.

There was never any quick cure for moments like these, except the painkillers that dulled it.

Noah helped you sit up to sip on the water whilst Nicholas grabbed the painkilers.

You could feel the dryness under your eyes beginning to form as you sipped the water.

"Ned your eye cream?" Noah asked gently, to which you nodded.

Nicholas had found an eczema eye cream that was made up of all natural ingredients that had helped greatly with this aspect of your condition, but it was the cramping that was the worst part.

Thankfully, you hadn't actually eaten much pasta since there was hardly any left, so the symptoms didn't extend past the eczema and the cramping.

Then Noah spoke.

"Too soon to say that karma's a bitch?" He asked tentatively. You could hear that stupid smirk.

Thankfully, your ever protective brother picked up one of the pillows on the bed and smacked Noah with it, instantly lifting your spirits.

"I hate that you revel in my pain." He sighed before flopping back onto the bed, texting the crew group chat to remind everyone of your celiac disease to prevent this happening again.

Later that night, you received an apology text from Frank, to which you replied that it wasn't his fault since he didn't know, but you got the impression that the Bad Omens guys were quite upset by your suffering that night.

Safe to say that everything from then on was gluten free and labelled as such.

[catalisst]

[deathblacksmoke]

happy jolly post day 🤲🏻🫀

[jellycatsdaily]

Jellycat of the Day | 22nd December 2024

↳ Jolly Santa

[darksigns-exe]

i wanna know your thoughts on jolly being the little spoon 🥺

He loves being big spoon. Loves feeling you curl up in front of him. But sometimes he needs to be held too.

Maybe it’s been a rough few days at the studio. Everyone’s a little tense and you sense that he needs the comfort he loves to give you now.

I feel like he’d practically melt into your embrace. Just lets himself sink into you, so content to just be held for a while. Huffs out a little breath when you kiss his shoulder. For once he falls asleep before you do — he just feels so safe and comfortable.

[itskiino]

His pathetic loser boy personality is so intriguing

[concretejunglefm]

I want to make one of my subby boys cry from edging them so much because it just feels too good

[loe4y]

[butch-bakugo]

Why cant I find any perfumes that actually smell like roses (or really any other flower) other than Bulgarian rose perfume?

Like roses have a distinct softly sweet flower smell that is light, airy and even abit earthy but every "rose" or "flower" scented perfume I find just smells like sickly sweet candy 😭

[tackyink]

@darlighl came to visit again brought the goodest of boys along

Bepo says hi from the very top of Dressrosa!

[rajanjolly]

Soft & Spongy Dhokla Recipe | Khaman Dhokla Recipe | Rajan Singh Jolly