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🧁 cupcake analysis 🧁

YES, YOU READ THAT CORRECTLY 🤡 I’m still fixated on the cute character-themed cupcakes we got from the recent TsumTsums x TWST collab… so I’m going to talk about more things I noticed in the cupcake designs by dorm + by individual characters!

Mmm, cupcakes… 🧁 I would make these if only I had the tools to make all of the painstaking little details—

Heartslabyul

They all have checkered cupcake liners with a half-painted white rose. Famous Heartslabyul iconography!

Their names are written out in a white cursive font. Not the wackiest they could have gone with, but it fits the whimsical style of these cupcakes.

Riddle

Of course, we have strawberries—a fruit from Riddle’s favorite dessert, his beloved strawberry tarts (which also have personal significance to him, being as it was a strawberry tart’s taste that entranced him and made him late to return home as a child). The ring of frosting piped around the strawberries kind of creates the illusion of a tart’s puff pastry with the fruit nesting inside.

Red frosting made with a piping tip to resemble a big rose! Again, more famous Heartslabyul iconography.

IT HAS RIDDLE’S HEART AHOGE 😭

The cupcake also has the crown and a ribbon similar to the ones he wears in his Dorm Uniform~

Unlike the other Heartslabyul cupcakes, Riddle’s is predominantly one color: red. This could be referring to how Riddle is the most rigid in the dorm and someone who demands uniformity and preaches absolutism (“follow the rules”, “paint all the roses red”, etc.).

Even so! There are still little gold and blue sprinkles (though still in a neat arrangement)! I like to think of them as sprinkles of hope and a willingness to change… the first step he’s taking outside of his comfort zone!

No card; this makes sense since Riddle is also the only one without a card suit mark on his face.

Trey

The cookie iced to look like his hat…

Another cookie iced to look like the three of clubs heart (for obvious reasons)!

Trey’s cupcake looks kinda fuzzy like moss, so that leads me to believe the frosting got dipped in sanding sugar to give it texture or something. This makes the cupcake look like it’s an unassuming shrub—and really, isn’t that what Trey claims to be? He’s not an exciting red rose like Riddle, he’s the mild-mannered “normal” guy there to support the flower as the leaves and shoots.

Sugared violets as a topping! Nice way of incorporating Trey’s favorite food into this.

He has a little dusting of sprinkles too; maybe because it was him that showed Riddle “a whole new world”.

There seems to be a layer of jagged chunks (maybe crushed pistachios) along the rim. Feels quite different than the rest of the cake—maybe it’s to represent the less kind side of himself that Trey sometimes alludes to.

Two cookie sticks, which remind me of like two spears crossing to block off a path to the queen. On-brand for Trey, who initially follows Riddle’s orders to a T and kicks out his rule-breaking underclassmen.

Cater

There’s a LOT going on here, and I wonder if that’s in part because Cater is a Magicam fiend and in part because he’s using his flashiness to distract from looking deeper into him. This cupcake reflects that idea well, especially with the colorful sprinkles in the center (as opposed to spread out like Trey or Riddle’s) to make the otherwise mainly orange and red cake pop out more on a social media feed. It also could mean that Cater really keeps to himself, as the sprinkles are not spread outward.

If you look closely, the frosting vaguely resembles Cater’s hair. There’s a larger dollop in the middle which sort of looks like the middle section of his hair that’s pulled back.

There’s lots of little decorations that resembles the decorations on Cater’s phone case—an item near and dear to his heart.

The orange slices can be sweet—the impression that Cater tries to give off—but the pretzel implies a savory taste—what he actually prefers to eat.

There’s a squiggle of darker orange under his name. Is it to call attention to his identity? Cater tries to seek validation and attention from socials, so maybe this is a call to action.

Cater’s cupcake is the only one in his entire dorm that has TWO cards (both four of diamonds). One is probably a cookie and is in full color whole the other is one solid color (brown) and made of chocolate. Most likely this is referring to his UM, which allows Cater to create clones of himself. I wonder if the second card being chocolate alludes to something else too… Namely, the more melancholy and downtrodden part of himself that Cater usually does not let his peers know about 😔

Also two cookie sticks! Similar meaning as Trey’s, especially given that Cater was the first upperclassman to toss Adeuce out (after he gets them to paint the roses for him).

Ace

Ace of hearts card!

A sprinkle of hearts… Are any of us surprised??

His frosting is very ruffled and playful, much like his personality.

The cupcake is more on the simple side compared to many of the others; this is also very “Ace” of him, as Ace is commonly described as “the average high school boy” and has indicated himself that he has no particular goals or ambitions yet.

There’s a cherry on top! Very bright and cheeky, just like Ace—oh, and let’s not forget, cherry pie is his favorite food!

There’s also what appears to be almond shavings on Ace’s cupcake; almonds are actually very closely related to cherries so it’s a great pairing! If we really wanna stretch it, maybe it’s a reference to how Ace is skilled at mimicking or copying others, as the taste/smell of almond and cherries can be commonly mistaken for one another.

Deuce

Two of spades card!

Deuce’s cupcake has a very different texture to it. Unlike the others, his is very smoothed out and almost shiny (like a mirror glazed cake!). It makes me think this is to help him stand out as someone who is trying to reform and reinvent himself into something sparkling—especially seeing as the blue part of the cake seems to be covering up/glooping over the body of the cupcake itself.

Little candy eggs (one with a crack in it) and a baby chick! A callback to him liking egg dishes and the utter despair he experienced when he first learned that supermarket eggs aren’t fertilized…

The light blue squiggle makes me think of Deuce meandering and not knowing where he wants to go in life, representative of his delinquent phase or perhaps struggling to stay on the straight and narrow path of an honors student.

Finally, we have the grey marks on the cupcake which look like tire marks left from skidding around on a magical wheel/blastcycle, Deuce’s preferred mode of transportation!

Deuce's cupcake goes from blonde/yellowish to blue, which probably refers to him going from bleached hair as a delinquent to his natural hair color as he tries to reform himself.

Savanaclaw

Golden yellow cupcake liners with Savanaclaw’s signature horizontal zigzag pattern.

Their names seem to be done in a blocky text on chocolate. Fits the tough, somewhat rigid hierarchical feel of the dorm.

Leona

A crescent moon-shaped candy invokes the imagery of Scar singing the final line to Be Prepared as he and the hyenas ready themselves for the coup.

The darker frosting swirled on the side be interpreted as his scar or maybe the end of his tail.

Cacao nibs kind of remind me of rocks, perhaps to symbolize the hard childhood Leona had, desperately trying to prove himself to people who didn’t like him in the first place. There’s notably also golden specks there—a ray of hope for him to be better? Or maybe a nod to his noble lineage.

The chocolate sauce makes this cupcake feel very decadent but also adds to the dark look of it. I would say it resembles blot, but none of the other OB boys have this same feature. Maybe a hint at Leona’s depressive traits?

Wishful thinking on my part, but Leona’s cupcake is the only one in his dorm with a large splash of green (thanks to the leaves there). I like to think it’s him “turning over a new leaf” and turning his sights onto his internship + working toward helping to help preserve nature and discover energy efficient methods to help his country.

His cupcake is the “tallest” in Savanaclaw (because of how high his frosting is)—he’s obviously the leader of the pack.

Ruggie

Very decadent cupcake. A large scoop of ice-cream, nuts, pastries, tons of cream and frosting… it looks like someone just piled on all their favorite desserts (which suits a glutton like him). Even his own cake looks like it’s about to burst out of the liner!

Two donuts inserted in, because 1) they’re Ruggie’s favorite and 2) two is better than one!

The scattered chunks of chocolate resemble the pattern on the coat of a spotted hyena, which is what Ruggie is.

Jack

WHY DOES HIS CUPCAKE JUST STRAIGHT UP LOOK LIKE HIM… The two paler frosting peaks are his ears, the two-tone swirl results in his hair but also results in the high peak of his tail.

This cupcake has a lot of nuts (I see a walnut, a cashew, maybe crushed peanuts, and many whole hazelnuts). Maybe because Jack is “a tough nut to crack” due to his stoic and standoffish attitude? But we all know he’s a sweetheart deep down, perhaps why the most abundant of these nuts is hazelnuts, often used in many desserts and especially paired with chocolate.

xvsjwveiwk This is a slightly unserious note but there’s something whitish that night be dried coconut??? Sprinkled on the cake… I-Is that Jack shedding/j

Octavinelle

Each Octavinelle cupcake has a black macaron decorated to resemble their dorm uniform hats! The filling is purple (like Octa’s usual color) and has candy pearls (since they’re from the sea).

Their names are written in an elegant flowing font, with emphasis on the first letter of their names (slightly bigger than the other letters). It provides an impression that differs from the other letters in their names, much like how the Octatrio themselves can be deceptive.

A bowtie that matches what each boy wears in his dorm uniform.

The sprinkling of little purple pearls could really be nothing, but they could also be all the powers/abilities they have collected together.

Azul

The single chocolate stick (not two, unlike Cater and Trey’s) could pass as a straw, making the whole cupcake appear like a drink. Makes sense, the Mostro Lounge has a 1 drink minimum + his Dorm Uniform vignette is all about how he wants to buy the rights for the popular Mystery Drink from Sam.

A little contract and writhing chocolate tentacles pair nicely together. Together, they represent his UM and how his tendrils reach out to pull people into deals.

Azul also has a scoop of ice-cream, but it is notably VERY different looking than Ruggie’s. Azul’s is much smaller (because he moderates what he eats and how much) and neater too (because he cares about his tidy appearance).

There is a swirl of purple frosting on the bottom but most of the frosting is white and piled high. The former must be Ursula’s skin, and the latter her hair, as it is similar in shape.

His cupcake liner has the widest stripes (because he used to be overweight in the past) and has little purple dots (maybe in reference to the suctions on his tentacles).

Azul keeps the spiral seashell that resembles Ursula’s necklace.

Azul's cupcake goes from purple to white, which may denote his transition from octopus merman to human.

Tweels

The twins have a scalloped seashell that splits in half, representing the other brother. The way the shell divets also makes it look like a heart shape, implying the brothers “share a heart” or perhaps calling back to how both of their UMs involve “the heart” (Shock/Bind the Heart).

Their frosting is the color of their hair, even containing a stripe of black (in opposite directions) to match their hair. The frosting also seems to be slightly textured, which matches the gills and scales on their merforms.

The peak of the frosting resembles the ends of their eel tails flicking in opposite directions.

Three diamond-shaped “scales” on each cupcake; this is ghe same shape and design as the earrings they wear.

A ring of purple frosting is included; this could represent Azul, someone whom the twins closely work with and consider a great source of amusement. It’s telling that the purple frosting is below the teal frosting, as the twins have made it clear before that they’re not his minions or “below” him, they act independently and choose to follow Azul because they want to (and have the agency to leave whenever).

Jade

Jade’s cupcake liner has the most numerous and thinnest vertical stripes. There is also a very fine zigzag running through the liner. Very similar to Jade’s teeth arrangement and how they present as small but frequent.

Jade's cupcake stays a consistent color throughout the creation process.

Floyd

Floyd’s cupcake liner is in the middle of Azul and Jade’s in terms of line spread and thickness. The zigzag is also more elongated than Jade’s, matching Floyd’s more easygoing personality between the two twins. He’s also more likely to show his full teeth!

Floyd's cupcake goes from gold to teal, but Jade does not do the same or even the reverse. Maybe this hints at how Floyd is the more fickle brother?

Scarabia

Scarabia cupcake liners are color blocked with solid black and a deep red with an intricate golden pattern. Matches their dorm uniforms well!

They have snake biscuits with their names in bold, blocky all capital letters for impact. The biscuit shape suits the Sorcerer of the Sands. The text choice… I’m not sure, maybe to match the “casual streetwear” style of the dorm…? Or the dorm leader’s brazenness and overt friendliness?

Kalim

His earrings have been made into an edible version!

Thumbprint cookies that resemble glistening jewels! This, plus the colorful sugar pearls, represents Kalim’s immense wealth.

There’s a bow tied around his cupcake liner, which matches the cloth he wears around his head in many outfits of his.

The feathers that transition in color are for Kalim’s love of animals and willingness to accept others of all kinds (“colors”). This could also be a reference to his Dorm Uniform vignettes, where he pulled off a trick that made white birds appear to be “rainbow”.

At first I thought the white puffy frosting was to look like the Sultan’s turban, but wouldn’t they make it smoother and resemble one cohesive lump in that case…? Then I realized the white frosting actually resembles a CLOUD 😭 which fits Kalim so well, since he takes his friends out on magic carpet rides…

The red peak poking out of the top could be like… the domed roof of a tower, since there is one both for the Sultan’s palace and in Scarabia dorm. The white sprinkles/coconut shreds on the red part also gives the impression that the roof just poked through the clouds www

VERY tiny detail but if you look closely you’ll notice that Kalim’s cupcake is… lumpy… almost as though he tried baking for the first time himself and messed it up a little, so Jamil took over decorating for him to cover up the mistakes. (That’s headcanon anyway, lol)

Jamil

Jamil’s cupcake is a two-tone twirl thar matches the colors of his dorm AND the turban he wears when he overblots.

We have the classic red feather, three golden orbs, and a thumprint cookie (again, resembling a jewel) to match Kalim’s and to match Jamil’s hair accessories!

The little bits of gold sprinkled around are hard to place but maybe it’s to show how Jamil has to put Kalim first and foremost while his own feelings get dismissed/belittled/treated as less important.

Large chunks of chocolate on top! Not sure what this could be, but a part of me wants to believe it’s his depressive or defeatist traits, since Leona also has chocolate, but scattered. (Can you tell I loved these two’s interactions in book 6?)

Finally, we come to the enigmatic and out-of-place golden squiggle. Someone as meticulous as Jamil couldn’t possibly have intentionally placed that there, right…? Allow me, if you will, to circle back to the “Kalim was trying to bake with Jamil” theory… What if, while Jamil was decorating Kalim’s cupcake to cover up the unevenness of the cake, Kalim tried to thank Jamil and repay the favor by decorating Jamil’s cupcake??? And it resulted in… that squiggle… so Jamil had to roll with it and make the rest of his cupcake look as aesthetically pleasing as possible.

Pomefiore

All Pomefiore names are written in elegant script on a chocolate disc that is also stamped with the stars and moons of their dorm.

The cupcake liners have the same stars and moons pattern and has the colors of Pomefiore.

Vil

Similar to Riddle, Vil has a crown to show that he is the dorm leader. His is, of course, a different design to reflect a different queen (the Fairest Queen, not the Queen of Hearts).

The frosting has a slight gradient which is the same as the tips his hair.

The golden leaves match the leaves on the back of his dorm leader tiara/crown.

There are berries on top; notably, a red one still has a bit of leaf and branch stuck to it, making the berry look like a red apple (you know, cuz the Evil Queen used one to poison Snow White).

Vil has golden dust and two types of round candies evenly dispersed on the cupcake. It shows us how clean and yet elegant his personal style is.

Rook

Rook's cupcake has a very unique shape that is not quite like any other student's. Indeed, his cupcake resembles his hat (note the little feather sticking out of the top purple part) and bangs (the lower yellow part).

The purple part looks like it is made with an extruder and results in a texture similar to the top of a mont blanc; this is probably to help differentiate it from the smoother texture of the yellow beneath. Since the purple is a hat, the texture is most likely to make it seem more "fabric-like".

The yellow part + the color change from yellow to purple may also be a reference to how he was originally in Savanaclaw, but then transferred to Pomefiore.

An edible bow and arrow motif befitting of a skilled huntsman!

The squiggle line here seems to be showing the path of his arrow, which always finds its mark. Additionally, Rook himself is a tricky person and usually employs roundabout strategies or misdirecting ways to achieve his goals.

At the end of the arrow's path is a cluster of what seems to be pomegranate seeds, which seems odd and something more befitting of Idia or Ortho (who have ties with Hades; there is a tale about Hades having Persephone eat a pomegranate fruit which dooms her to spending half of her time in the Underworld). However, I think here the pomegranate seeds are meant to be... like... an artistic, abstract depiction of blood once the arrow strikes its target.

There's blueberries on top, an element he has in common with Vil (someone whom he devotes himself to). The leaves here with the berries tie Rook to the wild, both as a huntsman and has an ex-Savanaclaw student.

Epel

The pale purple color of the frosting is the same as Epel’s hair!

Unlike Vil’s sprinkled-on decorations, Epel’s are not spread out evenly and instead cluster at the top. This may be attributed to their different levels of maturity, as Vil and more knowledgable than Epel, who expresses outdated views on gender and has a limited understanding of the world due to coming from a very rural area.

There’s a fine shimmer on Epel’s cupcake—probably because his arc in book 5 was about learning to appreciate and weaponize his beauty.

Two apple slices because… well, when you think of Epel, you think of apples and the Felmier family business!

There seems to be a little bit of yellow peaking out from the cake? Are those more apple slices or an apple filling…?

The pale frilled strip of frosting resembles a lace collar, something which Epel wears in his school uniform.

Epel is the only member of Pomefiore to have a cupcake which LACKS a blueberry (or really any berries at all). This is a subtle indication that he is the “odd one out” within the dorm, as he, unlike Rook, is not conforming to the standards set by his dorm leader.

Ignihyde

The Ignihyde cupcake liner has the same black and blue geometric look as their dorm uniform jackets.

I don’t know how to really describe the font their names are written in, but the way the letters are cut reminds me of a “Greek” style of text (similar to this).

Their names seem to be displayed on Oreos chocolate sandwich cookies with Ignihyde blue fillings. Counting the parts (2 cookies, the cream filling), there’s three in total, which matches the count of the heads of Cerberus, as well as how many Shroud brothers there are.

Both Idia and Ortho have what look to be confetti cakes as the base for their cupcakes, Because of the dark color of the cake and the bright color of the sprinkles, it creates the impression of stars in the night sky—maybe to reference Star Rogue, their favorite video game.

Idia

The skull-shaped technomantic device Ida uses to launch his magic spells tops off his cupcake.

On either side of the skull device are candies (?) that look like the same light sticks Idia is super into waving around at his beloved idols’ concerts.

The blue frosting is meant to look like his fiery hair!

Idia’s cupcake goes from a red gradient to a blue one. His hair actually goes change color like this based (on his mood), We’ve seen his hair go from blue to red from anger and/or determination and passion in both book 7 and in his Dorm Uniform vignettes.

Ortho

This cupcake seems to represent both the deceased Ortho and the current android Ortho.

Not sure what it is, but there’s something with a cybernetic glowing design that implies a circuit board; this is part of the internal parts which make up robo!Ortho.

There’s some kind of sauce with sprinkles over the top of that layer; this could be the blot that makes up phantom!Ortho, since we usually don’t associate the “dripping” of the sauce with robo!Ortho.

The smaller dollop of blue frosting is Ortho’s fiery blue hair. He’s smaller and younger than Idia, so the flames do not consume the entire cupcake. (Alternatively, this could also be the fire-shaped bottle that serves as phantom!Ortho’s head.)

Under the frosting is a cookie and a thin ring which resembles the ring of glowing triangles that appears around robo!Ortho’s neck. A similar pattern appears around the neck of phantom!Ortho.

This cupcake’s cake is a lighter color than Idia’s cake. It also has a larger variety in the sprinkle colors, maybe as a nod to Ortho’s cheerier and more hopeful personality compared to Idia’s gloomier and pessimistic one.

Diasomnia

The Diasomnia cupcake liners are black with a green briar pattern.

Each student’s name is piped in chocolate, with the third years in white and the underclassmen in what seems to be milk chocolate.

The cupcakes seem to be malformed or sort of puffy like Kalim’s is. I wonder if that means Lilia roped all of his kids to bake with him as a bonding exercise www

Malleus

Malleus’s cupcake goes from Diasomnia green to black (the royal color of the Draconia bloodline), symbolizing the eventual transition he must make from student to king of his country.

The frosting on top is the same colors as he night sky sprinkled with silver stars. Malleus likes to take solitary strolls under the cover of night, so this suits him.

Malleus wouldn’t be Hornton/Tsunotaro without the horns! Of course we’ve gotta include a chocolate version of his iconic horns.

Extra frosting in a bright green; these are meant to be Malleus’s apocalyptic green fire that he spouts.

There’s a purple grape cut into two (I’m sure Rollo would be furious/j) to reveal the green insides. How curious! These colors are also considered accent colors for Maleficent. Another nice detail about the grapes is that the veining of the flesh makes the insides resemble reptilian eyes—like those of a dragon.

Lilia

The frosting is black for Lilia’s hair and has magenta (berry?) sauce to reflect his hair streaks.

Lots of berries (Lilia loves his berry juice) and irregular pink sprinkles or candy shards. It’s cute, punky, and whimsical, just like he is.

Chocolate bats for the bats that swarm Lilia in many animations. He’s also shown taking care of a bat in his Dorm Uniform vignettes.

I’ve been trying to figure out what the whole cream is… My best guess is they’re representing Malleus, Sebek, and Silver??? Silver and Sebek are the smaller two dollops since they grew up and trained together + are the most immature of the group. Malleus is the big, textured swirl on the left—he is older and more powerful than Sebek and Silver. This analogy also works when you consider that these three sit upon Lilia (the cupcake), who is the oldest and serves as the father figure and foundation for their dorm to get along with each other and with others.

I don’t know what that ahoge-like thing is supposed to be or mean—

Silver

His cupcake goes from a deep blonde/yellowish brown to silver. This reflects his hair color change following Lilia’s blessing.

Silver’s cupcake has a very dreamy and cloud-like quality to it because of the abundance of pastel-colored cream. The top of the frosting even droops over, sort of like a head dropping in sleep.

Crushed bits of an aurora-colored candy are sprinkled over the cake. They’re the same color as his eyes, as well as the ring gifted to him by his parents.

Two birds and some mint (?) leaves make up the colors of the Three Good Fairies (Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather). They also speak to Silver’s familiarity with the forest creatures.

Sebek

The pastel green frosting for Sebek’s cupcakes is sloped, and it is the only one styled this way. It may represent his lopsidedly views and understanding of the world, as he is easily one of the most rigid thinking within his dorm.

Many different things are sprinkles on the cupcake; it looks like someone threw them on thinking they would look cool with very little thought or planning. It fits how brazen Sebek is and also (funnily enough) matches his struggle with the arts.

Sebek is the only student with triangular sprinkles; is this meant to look like scales?? Or maybe particles of lighting?

There’s a massive chocolate lightning bolt topping off the cupcake. Nothing subtle or tactful about it, much like Sebek’s personality and voice.

There are two pieces of sliced grape to mimic Malleus’s cupcake. Interestingly, the grape halves seem to come from entirely different kinds of grapes: one green (unlike Malleus’s), the other red (like Malleus’s). Assuming the red half (which Malleus has two of) implies fae heritage (Malleus is full fae), then the green half is one’s human heritage. The grapes, then, denote Sebek being of half fae, half human descent.

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Grim

He has a unique black and white vertically striped cupcake liner to represent Ramshackle dorm!

Grim’s name is written on a cookie that looks like a puffy manga text box. Makes sense, he’s usually being the mouth piece for Yuu when they don’t get dialogue options or even when they do.

Seems to be covered in sanding sugar to achieve the fuzzy texture of fur!

Little wafer (?) shaped like Grim’s tail! And cookies (?) iced to resemble his ears! Two paw prints 🥺 to match Grim’s toe beans… The cupcake truly is made in his image!!

The white shell border is probably a stand-in for the white tuft of fur that Grim has.

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konigsblog · 2 months

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Haiii orla (՞ . .՞)ฅ” i have a just a small request, what do you like König or any Task Force 141 members favorite sweets would be?

also have a wonderful day, drink water and take care of yourself!

141 + könig favourite sweets :3 🍰🍭🧁🍬

i'm a firm believer that john price doesn't enjoy overly sweet desserts and treats. although, he enjoys licorice, as well as fudge and toffee. if you hand him some skittles, or sour patch kids, he'll gag and spit it out... doesn't do well with sourness whatsoever, and prefers chewy caramel, or fudge!

on the other hand, soap mactavish is a fiend for sweet treats. as he's scottish, i can see him liking scottish tablet, as well as empire biscuits. i also believe he'd like sour and sweet treats, as well as biscuits with jam.

simon riley likes chocolate, although, he's not too big on certain sweets. like captain price, he enjoys licorice, but he can also get behind stuff like haribos, or starbursts. he wouldn't turn down something sweet, but he goes absolutely insane for anything including chocolate. (is also a fan of custard doughnuts, as well as chocolate filled.)

like simon, gaz garrick also enjoys custard filled treats. custard creams, custard filled donuts, or having custard on the side of a brownie. he also adores chocolate flavoured sweets, but also enjoys sour candy. gaz is always complaining that it's not sour enough – he can handle a lot...

könig enjoys mostly everything – aside from licorice and anything mint flavoured. he doesn't enjoy mint flavoured chocolate (like i've stated before), but be goes crazy for most desserts. adores brownies, and makes fantastic homemade, chocolate brownies. enjoys sweeter tasting treats, but CANNOT stand anything sour – trust me, he'll scrunch his face up (he may shed a tear, or two...)

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yoyoyokii · 2 months

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Made with love (18+)

Sanji x Reader Drabble

THIS CAME TO ME IN MY DREAMS

I wanted to expand a lot more it feels a bit rushed I fear BUT I told myself this was meant to be a Drabble not a full length novel oml 😭 this isn't hardcore I apologise uhm I am a fiend for softness !!!

ALSO NOT EDITED I HAVE THE TIME BUT I DO NOT HAVE THE CARE

only like 800 words 🤞

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You weren’t sure how the two of you ended up in that dimly lit corner of your shared bedroom, with Sanji sitting atop the wooden chair that you both stole from Franky’s workshop to throw dirty laundry onto. It seemed like a good idea at the time, the corner was always so dark that you never had to give much thought to those pesky chores that are simply just boring. Now it seemed like a GREAT idea, if someone were to walk in on the two of you they probably just wouldn’t notice. Well that’s what you’d be telling yourself from now on. The chair creaks as you adorn your boyfriend's lap, leaning down to kiss him as you can’t help but chuckle over how sweet he looks beneath you. God he was so beyond pretty, if you weren’t so infatuated with him you are sure you would be a jealous mess.

The tiniest gasp of anticipation escapes from in between your lips as his fingertips trace gentle circles at the tops of your thighs, you can’t help but shudder at the ticklish sensation. His lips pull away from yours and you immediately miss the way he tastes of tobacco mixed with the vanilla of the dessert you two ate earlier that evening. He would usually attempt to mask the flavour of cigarettes by eating something minty, the ever-so-caring gentleman he is, but you secretly preferred when he wouldn’t. You never thought you’d get a nicotine addiction from something like this, but if you really had to depend on Sanji’s lips to get by? That wouldn’t be so horrible.

With his lips now moving to your neck, leaving the most beautiful artwork of subtle bruising, he brings his right hand to dip between the plushness of your legs. You don’t even know how you got so worked up, or where your undergarments have gone, but you are beginning to guess that this is why he liked it when you wore dresses so much.

And as he touches you the way that only Sanji knows how to, the only way that you ever want to be touched, you bite back any noise that tries to escape from the back of your throat. It would be fine if you were both alone on the Thousand Sunny, but knowing sweet, innocent Chopper could walk by any moment? You couldn’t risk anything, you’d rather be caught by the marines than to be caught like this by your own crew, it would be too embarrassing and awkward for you to handle. But you didn’t have to make a single sound to let him know that he was treating you so well, that you were relishing in the warmth of his touch, the very touch that has you feeling heavenly, like you’re about to reach the sublime itself. Your mind goes fuzzy and you close your eyes, his teeth now grazing at the curve of your collarbone. There’s something about the way Sanji touches you, moving the tips of his fingers against you methodically, almost as if he’s playing you like the most delicate instrument of all.

“Look at me, love”

You thought that you’d overcome the shyness and the childishness of butterflies but as he speaks with such honey coated words you can’t help but feel flustered. Usually you weren’t embarrassed to fall apart in front of him, you’ve done it a million times before.but this time it felt more… intimate… you felt more vulnerable. You almost wish he hadn’t been witnessing you in this state at all.

But how could you disobey his wishes when he touches you so softly and so tenderly? When his kisses are so sweet and never bitter, feeling like cotton candy against your sensitive skin. When he looks at you the same way he looks at the meals he prepares; so adoringly, so attentively, and so overwhelmingly passionately. If you were his recipe you just know that you would be made with love. And so you oblige and look into his eyes. It is only then that you can feel it in your stomach that he lives to see you writhe in his pleasure, that he only wants to make you feel so good that you can barely take it. And it’s true that right now, you could barely take it any longer, in the best way possible. Teetering on the edge of bliss, of something almost cosmic, Sanji kisses you once again, your favourite taste finally returning to your pleading tongue. Before you can even realise it, the blossoming in your stomach reaches its peak and you can’t help but clutch onto your boyfriend's shirt, praying that this sensation will never end. He’s so good to you, whispering sweet praises into your ear as you fall apart on top of him and coaxing you through it all with the sweetest smile, like he is proud of you for being so pretty for him. You pout upon seeing his expression, almost becoming embarrassed for the second time that evening, but he just kisses it away, and you realise then that it all feels so right and yeah you were probably gonna marry him way too quickly.

#sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji #one piece #black leg sanji #op sanji #opla sanji #opla sanji x reader

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cloudlessly-light · 2 months

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Can you do a hotchniss smut where Emily fake her orgasm because she struggles to finish sometimes and hotch notices so he confronts her about it and they try different positions and stuff

Title: Want your body like a fiend Summary: Aaron is not a quitter, so when Emily has a problem, he’s more than happy to help Word count: 3k Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, dirty talk, rough (ish), Aaron is a pleasure dom no one can tell me differently

”Do you want to go to dinner with me?”

That’s how it starts, how they start. It had been years of attraction, years of longing and yearning and then he just asks, like it’s not a big deal. And she couldn’t have been happier about it. With that question everything changes.

“Yes.” She smiles, and it’s big and bright and everything she hadn’t been since Paris. But she was back now and Aaron didn’t want to even think about losing her again.

So they go to dinner and in the beginning it’s tense and awkward, both of them having some trouble letting go of Hotch and Prentiss. But as the night carries on, Aaron relaxes and as he does, Emily does too. By the time dessert is placed on the table they’re teasing and talking, something about being together apart from the team and Quantico enough to let them simply be themselves.

“I had a nice time.” She says as he walks her to her door.

“Me too.” He’s smiling, the smile that makes his dimple show and she resists pressing her finger against it. “Would you like to do this again?”

“I’d love to.” She tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear and then he’s leaning forward and presses a kiss to her cheek. It’s soft and careful and when he pulls back she feels her cheek tingling from where his lips had touched her skin.

“See you at work.” His voice is just above a whisper, low and slightly raspy and she knows she needs to hear it like that again.

“See you tomorrow.” She unlocks her door and when she turns around, he’s smiling at her.

Their second date doesn’t happen until almost two weeks later, work and Jack and life quickly getting in the way. But he surprises her, knocks on her door with a bouquet of flowers and breakfast on a Sunday morning.

“You said that you didn’t have plans.” He offers before she can ask what he’s doing at her doorstep. “And I wanted to surprise you, since our second date has taken a backseat.”

“T-thank you.” She stutters, feeling slightly embarrassed to stand in front of him without make-up in her sweats and a loose shirt.

“You look beautiful.” He says like he can read her mind and she smiles at him. “These are for you.” He hands her the flowers and watches as she takes them, her smile getting even bigger as she smells them.

“How did you know peonies are my favorite?” She looks from the bouquet of white, pink and purple to him and he winks at her.

“That’s for me to know, for now.” He pushes past her and into her kitchen and places the bag he’s carrying onto the counter. “I brought pancakes, coffee and fruit.”

As Emily watches him unpack boxes and carefully places take away cups down she feels her entire body warm. He was it for her, she knew it.

It gets easier after that morning, coffee dates before work and dinners if they aren’t away on cases. And all of a sudden it’s been close to two months and Emily is pressing him back against her front door, her tongue in his mouth and hands grabbing at his clothes.

They had waited, neither of them wanted their first time to be something rushed and tonight it was finally the time. His hands were on her waist, pushing her further into him, fingers moving under her shirt to feel her warm skin against his palms.

“I want you.” He gets out through heated kisses and she nods into a breathless kiss, only pulling back when the need for air becomes too much.

They move to the bedroom, hands roaming and lips searching as clothes fall onto the floor in a mess and when he pushes her against the bed she’s already flushed, her body feeling like it was on fire from him.

“You’re sure right?” He asks, eyes so soft that she wants to look away as he hovers above her. But she doesn’t, instead she cups his cheek as she nods.

“I’m sure.” She pulls him into another kiss as her legs wrap around his hips. His hand moves down her body, his lips move from hers to taste the skin of her neck, his tongue licking a stripe down the column of it and further down until he can lick over her nipple. Her back arches into him, offering more of herself to his searching lips and when his lips wrap around her nipple, she feels two fingers push inside of her and she moans softly.

His groan is muffled against her chest when he feels the heat of her around his fingers. When he curls them his eyes flicker up to her face, watches the way her eyelids drift closed and how her cheeks flush pink. He can feel the want and something they haven’t said out loud yet growing by every second and then she’s pulling him up to kiss him.

“Fuck me.” She whispers against his lips, a smirk on hers and eyes so dark they look black. The sound of her breathless gasp when he pulls his fingers out of her and tastes her makes him rut against her thigh, something close to needy behind the sound.

“Delicious.” He mutters and she arches an eyebrow in return.

“Filthy.” The teasing tone is immediately replaced by another moan when he spreads her legs wide, the tip of his cock hot against her clit. He’s big, pushing inside of her slowly as he keeps his eyes on hers and when his hips are flush against her he swallows down a groan as his forehead leans on her shoulder.

“Jesus Christ, you feel good.” He gets out through clenched teeth as he waits for her to adjust, The second she’s pushing up against him he starts to move, pulling out almost entirely before thrusting forward. The sounds of his name and jumbled moans coming from her only encourage him as he moves with heavy pushes of his hips.

It feels good, it feels so good and Emily is sure that her nails that she’s digging into his sides are breaking skin, but he doesn’t seem to care so she doesn’t either. It feels so good, but it’s not enough and the familiar feeling of stress comes over her out of nowhere. She didn’t think it would with him, didn’t think that she’d get into her own head like she usually did. But it was too late.

She had always had trouble finishing, especially with someone else. She would feel rushed or overthink what was happening and even if she really enjoyed what her partner was doing, more often than not she’d never fall over the edge. It was normal, she knew that, but she hadn’t thought it would happen with Aaron.

But as she lies there she can feel her own mind taking over and she knew that no matter how good it felt she wouldn’t get there. She didn’t really mind, she was used to it being this way, so when she fell back into what she was used to, moaning louder and clenching her muscles as she faked her orgasm she didn’t think much of it. Until she felt Aaron stopping and looking down at her with furrowed eyebrows.

“What was that?” He asked, dark eyes intent on hers.

“What was what?” She offers him a smile that he doesn’t return.

“You just faked it.”

“I-I didn’t” The way her voices raise just slightly in pitch gives her away.

“You did.” He rolls off her and grabs the cover to cover them both before propping his head up on his arm, staying close to her. “Why?”

She sighs heavily, never had anybody noticed, never had she had to tell someone, and of course it would have to be him that noticed. In hindsight she shouldn’t have been surprised, he’s the most perceptive person she’d ever met.

“Sometimes I can’t.” She starts slowly as she looks up at the ceiling. “Sometimes I can’t come and it’s just easier to fake it.”

“Sweetheart,” The nickname makes her relax slightly. “it’s not your job to make me feel good about my sexual performance.”

“But it’s not like I’m not enjoying it!” She huffs in frustration and brushes some hair out of her face. “It feels amazing and yet I just… can’t. Like my body is broken.” When he pulls her into his arms she doesn’t fight it, his lips against her forehead is calming, his even heartbeat soothing. “I just didn’t think this would be a problem with you.”

“I don’t see this as a problem.” His words makes her look up at him with pursed lips. “All this means is that we’ll try different things, and there’s always toys, and it’s our first time sweetheart, it’ll take some time getting to know each other like this.” He smiles at her and she bites her bottom lip to keep her own smile at bay. “Besides, getting to spend time with you, explore every inch of your body, how is that not a win for me?”

When she laughs and swats his chest he rolls her back onto the bed.

“Do you think you can let me do that?” He whispers and when she nods he leans down to stamp a kiss to her lips. “Just promise me that you won’t fake it?”

She looks up at him for a moment, for some reason feeling nervous but in the end she trusts him with everything, including this.

“Okay.”

He kisses her again, kisses her for so long that she forgets about everything that wasn’t him. His hands are slow as they move down her body, caressing skin with teasing touches. By the time he’s moving down the bed, her chest is heaving, her clit pulsing as he slowly kisses from her neck to her chest and further down until he’s between her thighs. But he surprises her, and instead of feeling his tongue against her center, he’s trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her thighs, moving from one to the other.

“Aaron…” She gasps, feeling like she’ll go insane but he shushes her gently.

“Let’s not rush.” He mumbles, his eyes heated and dark and her breathing hitches at the sight.

She isn’t sure how long he spends kissing the sensitive skin of her thighs while his hands are moving over her body, but by the time he’s licking through her, she’s keening and writhing, needing more. His tongue is strong, pushing inside of her and then licking broad stripes through her folds until he’s sucking on her clit.

“Fuck!” Her back arches at the sudden pressure on her clit, the feeling intense. Somewhere through hazy pleasure she can tell that he’s smirking, satisfied with her reaction. But she doesn’t get the chance to give it much thought because his fingers are inside of her, moving, curling, twisting and her entire body reacts to it.

Aaron can feel her start to clench his fingers and he knows that she’s getting close. He focuses on what he’s doing, pushing his fingers against the same spot and sucks and licks over her clit and when smooth thighs start to squeeze around his head he only doubles his effort.

“I- I’m gonna- fuck Aaron, I’m coming!” She cries out as she falls over the edge, muscles tense as she rides out her pleasure. Her body felt like it was weightless, and as she starts to come down from her high, she can feel Aaron kiss slowly up her body. The laugh that erupts from her is unexpected, and the second he’s face to face with her again she pulls him into a kiss.

“Thank you.” She mumbles against his lips and he only smiles, something predatory in his eyes.

“That was one, let’s see if we can get you to two.” He flips her around and then takes a pillow and pushes it underneath her hips. “What do you like?” His voice is low as he leans over her back, lips by her ear and she shivers.

“Don’t be afraid to get rough.” She turns her head to look at him and he smirks.

“What else?” He licks along her spine and she gasps at the heat of him against her.

“I’ve never come without clit stimulation.” Her hips push back against his and when the hot smear of him stains her thigh she swallows down a moan. “A-and talking helps.”

“Dirty talk?” He rubs his cock through her folds and waits for her answer.

“Yeah, especially your voice.” Her cheeks burn from her admission and she’s happy that he can’t see her face.

“My voice huh?” He grabs her hip with one hand, keeping her still as he slowly pushes forward. “Good to know.”

“Oh my God.” She whimpers, the breathy sounds quickly turning into louder moans when he immediately sets a fast pace behind her.

“Fuck you feel good.” He straddles the back of her thighs and leans back over her as he mutters against the back of her ear. “Like you were made for me, perfect for me. My perfect thing.”

She bites down on her own hand to keep the wanton moan from erupting, something about his voice and his possessiveness driving her wild. She pushes her hip back against him, the groans coming making her flush with want.

They stay like that, Aaron grunting filth in her ear as Emily moans and whimpers, but he can tell that it isn’t enough, even when he gets his hand underneath her to toy with her clit. But he lets her take charge, enjoys the way she feels, the softness of her skin, the taste of sweat on her body until he can tell she’s getting frustrated and he slows.

“Can I ride you?” She asks, voice close to desperate and he growls at the sound. He lays on his back and watches with heated eyes as she moves to straddle him.

“You look so good like this.” He marvels at the sight of her above him, his hands landing on her waist as she sinks down on him with a low gasp. She supports herself on his chest, her nails digging into him as she starts moving. He watches her for a while, enjoys the way her tight walls cling to his shaft and the visual of Emily riding him. Then he bends his legs and starts to push up against her and she whines at the sudden movement.

“A-again.” She begs as she leans back, one hand supporting herself on his thigh while the other moves down to rub her clit. He takes notice of how she does it, stores that information for later and continues to thrust up into her. He moves one hand to her chest, pulls one nipple and then moves to the other when she nods.

“God you’re gorgeous, soaking my lap.” His words make her hips buckle and her hand speed up between her legs.

“C-close.” The heat in her stomach was building, her body chasing her release and if she wasn’t so focused on the way he made her feel she would have been astounded that she was close to coming for a second time, something that had never happened to her before.

“Do it, come for me.” He grits out as she start to spasm on top of him, jaw slacked and eyes rolling back in her head. She grunts as she comes, her fingers rubbing quickly and Aaron moving underneath her keeping her from coming down completely until she slumps in blissful exhaustion.

“Oh my God, I can’t believe that just happened.” She smiles lazily and doesn’t stop him when he lays her back on the bed on her side. When he spoons her from behind she sighs happily, her leg coming to rest over his hip as she slides back inside of her.

“How does that feel?” He husks against her neck, one arm sneaking underneath her to cup her breast while the other hand grips her thigh.

“So good, you feel so good.” She mumbles as her own hand moving to gently grasp at his neck, her fingers pulling on his hair. “Keep going.”

Aaron bit down on the back of her shoulder as he started to pump his hips against hers. He’s getting close to his own orgasm, can feel it growing by every thrust and when Emily squeezes around him he knows she can tell.

“I want you to come inside of me.” She turns just enough to kiss him, her tongue swiping over his bottom lip. “I want to feel all of it.”

“Fuck Em.” He grabs her harder, keeps her tight against him as he ruts against her, his movements becoming sloppy. “I’m going to make you come every which way, going to make you come until you’re begging me to stop.” The words are mumbles and hushed, words he wasn’t even sure he was saying falling from his lips as Emily let out needy whimpers and moans.

She feels him stilling behind her not much later, the sound of her name muffled against her neck as he bites a bruise into her skin, the heat of his release inside of her soon making her squirm. Only when his grip on her loosened did she turn, breathless and dazed as he hugged her close to his chest.

“Was that too much?” He asks after their breathing had returned to normal, Emily drawing random patterns on his chest as he slowly stroked her back.

“No, it was amazing.” She lifted her head and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

“And tonight was just the beginning.” He grabbed the back of her neck to keep her from pulling away. “We’re going to have so much fun.”

#hotchniss #hotchniss fanfiction #hotchniss smut #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss smut #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss #hotch x emily #aaron x emily #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds smut #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner smut #emily prentiss fanfiction #emily prentiss smut

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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general hcs on our new edible couple? 🤍

[Original Post of said couple here]

Cinnabar and Izzy are a fun pair and have a pretty comedic origin to begin with. Both are dream fiends, being created from the dreams of humans, and looked close enough to their creators that they were able to pick up where those left off in life. (One's death was an accident, the other way murdered). Their creators were dating and through various notes and journals the two found out they had a date scheduled and were too afraid of raising suspicion to cancel it. The pair found out they were the same breed after Izzy nearly melted due to a fondue station and the rest was history.

Background out of the way, onto the headcanons

Cinnabar and Izzy are a package deal. Neither would take on another darling if their spouse didn't love them as well, and there are things Cinnabar can do that Izzy can't. Cinnabar is a sweet, compassionate person. Izzy is cold and distant - both personalities taking a step back in the right scene. While she is not the one who killed her creator, Cinnabar is more likely to kill/distance you from a rival that her spouse. Izzy stays in the background because he doesn't have control of his own body and prone to melting when he loses control of his emotions or stands near something warm for too long.

Riding off that last sentence, Izzy is incredible touch starved and a tad bit overprotective. He refuses to allow you to leave the house without pepper spray and your location tracker on, but if you give him a hug and a kiss that'll be enough of a distraction for you to get away... until you return home. Photography is his favorite hobby and his study is painted in pictures of you and Cinnabar. He normally sleeps there to avoid disturbing you both with his body heat or lack thereof.

While Cinnabar encourages him to embrace you, she's more than happy to give you all the hugs she can provide. She lives by the motto of food being the way to a person's heart and tries to lure you into their home with the promise of three meals a day and dessert if you stay with them. She runs an in home bakery and appears close to human that her spouse from the dreams of her customers, but inside she's still all cinnamon and sugar. Breakfast always has a bit of that spice mixed in, but she tries to give leeway with lunch and dinner.

Izzy isn't left out when she makes her special desserts for you, and can even alter the flavor of his ice cream temporarily depending on what he consumes before hand. It's easier for him to regenerate than his wife so he doesn't mind giving up an arm or a leg for you, but Cinnabar usually tries to convince him to give up blood or.... other fluids.

Summertime is when you get the most physical affection out of your partners. Izzy is still reluctant on going outside, but if it's warm enough he'll join the cuddle pile to keep you cool throughout the night. Since he doesn't go out much, he doesn't have all the social knowledge Cinnabar does and sometimes just drags you away from whatever task you're invested in to put your head against his icy chest. Cinnabar steals his Polaroid to snap as many pictures as she can before he notices and nearly melts on the spot.

Cinnabar's prized dessert is cinnamon rolls crafted into bowls and filled with fresh ice cream. The best of both worlds, as she says. Nothing makes either of them happier than when you find comfort in the things they do for you. Your happiness and safety is all they could ever dream of in this world, and they'll do anything to put a smile on your face

#yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere insert #yandere headcanons #yandere x you #yandere blurb #yandere drabble #male yandere #female yandere #yandere monster #poly yandere #cinnabar my oc #izzy my oc

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anemptypuddingcup · 2 years

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Feeding.

Denji feeds you while your sick but he gets greedy and takes the last bite from you.

Lemon Lime fic, proceed with caution. Okay?🍋

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Denji decides to take care of you since you’re ill and bedridden. While feeding you dessert, Denji gets a little greedy and wants to share the last of it with you in whatever way possible.

This fic contains// Fiend!Reader. Reader being ill and stuck in bed. Denji feeds you while you’re sick. Denji gets greedy and steals your food, but he takes it from your mouth-😀 lots of making out and sloppy foodie kisses.

You lie in your bed weak and immobile. A devil did do a number on you, and in return you’ve been sick for the past few weeks. There was barely anyone to take care of you. Aki was always busy, same as Makima. As for Power, she was too wild and didn’t really know what to do. So Denji was the only one available for you.

He was the one who’d showed most care for you. Everyday after his shifts he would come to visit you, just to see how you were doing. He also brings food sometimes, even if it wasn’t much, you were still grateful that he brought anything for you.

Denji opens your door and peeks in before entering. “Hey there, _____. M’Sorry I’m a little late, I got caught up Y’know.” He sighed. You nodded, smiling softly at his presence. He walks to your bedside and pulls up a chair to sit beside you.

“Feelin any better?” He asks, digging through the plastic grocery bag. You shook your head and sighed. Denji smiled as he pulled out a cheesecake container. “Well, I hope this’ll help! I brought this for your this time!” He beams. A small smile appears on your face as he opened the container, the scent of cheesecake filling your nostrils.

Denji pushes the fork into the cheesecake, pulling a small piece for you to eat. “Say ahh!” Denji says jokingly. You open your mouth as Denji guided the fork into your mouth. You bit the piece of cheesecake off and chewed slowly, savoring the flavor of the strawberry goodness. Denji also eats some of the cheesecake from the fork you bit from.

Your face scrunches into worry as Denji continues using the fork bit from. You didn’t want him to get sick since it could’ve been contagious. “D-Denji..” you mustered. Denji paused and turned to you. “Hm? What’s wrong?” Denji asked, staring into your eyes. You look at the fork and then back at him. Denji couldn’t figure out what you were implying so he continued eating the cheesecake.

He continues feeding you the cheesecake until you took the final bite you were still chewing. Denji was kinda upset that he was out of cheesecake. He looks back at you, your mouth still chewing up the cheesecake. You look at him with a questioning look and tilted your head. Denji suddenly holds your face delicately with his hands, his gesture catching you by surprise.

“Don’t swallow the cheesecake yet.” Denji demanded.

You held the crushed up cheesecake in your mouth and Denji moves in closer to your face. You back away farter into your pillow until you were unable to move back farther. You didn’t want Denji to get sick, but he was too stubborn to care. Blush crept across your face as Denji’s lips touches yours.

He presses in, his tongue beginning to ravel with yours. The taste of the cheesecake mixes with both of your tongues. You moan and whimper as Denji gathers most of the cheesecake from your tongue. He swallows the cheesecake along with some of your saliva. “Woah…” He says, dazed at what he had just did.

“That was awesome..” He laughed to himself. You pouted, still a bit shocked at what he had did. He moves in closer to your face, wanting another kiss from you. “Let’s do that again..” He said, moving in to kiss you again. You sighed and gave in, holding one of his hands.

He kisses you again, more deeper than before. You felt his heavy breathes as he kissed you for a while longer. He pulls back and away from the kiss, a string of saliva connected to both of your mouths.

“I don’t think I’ve told you this…but…”

He peppers another kiss onto your lips before continuing.

“I’ve liked you more than Miss Makima.”

-Ahaha I watched the two episodes of Chainsaw Man and I am in love with Denji and the series.

#denji #denji fluff #denji smut #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man smut #chainsaw man #chainsawman #puddingcupfics

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active-mind-15 · 3 months

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I need another excuse to talk about Akashi, so here is another headcanon.

I've already talked about Akashi having a sweet tooth, but lemme talk about the type of sweets I think he would enjoy.

Given the type of sweets/snacks he's canonically talked about and eaten, he strikes me as someone who prefers mellow flavors. Think about his favorite food, tofu. There are many ways to prepare it, but his favorite is simply just boiled tofu. Even for the maiubo snack sticks, Murasakibara shares with him, Fjmk said Akashi's favorite flavors were the steamed ones. So, he seems to like more subtle flavor profiles that don't overpower his senses.

From this, what kind of sweets/flavors would he enjoy? I would think any sweets that have flavors like vanilla, strawberry, matcha, etc. This could apply to candy or baked goods.

But I also see him digging desserts with rich flavors like chocolate, caramel, or coffee (I have a whole headcanon of him being a Nutella fiend too, so I think that falls under the "rich flavors" category). I think he would try and balance it out whenever he has dessert. So, if he were at a cafe eating a cake, he'd have it with an Americano or something. Unless he was eating traditional Japanese sweets. Then he'd probably choose tea for that. And you know that boy loves his tea.

I could see him occasionally go for more citrusy types of desserts, but idk if that would be his favorite. Citrusy flavored things are pretty sharp-tasting, so maybe he wouldn't go for it too often, but he can appreciate it in small doses. I think he'd like the occasional sorbet.

One thing I think he'd hate, though, is a lot of American sweets and snacks. As someone who has lived in the US most of my life, I am fully aware of how salty/sugary our snacks can be. I think if Akashi were to eat some of our candy, it might have the same effect as giving a Victorian child a can of Monster Energy. It's just too much of a sensory overload for him. He leaves all of those snacks to people like Murasakibara and probably Kagami as well.

Anyway, I think I'll wrap this headcanon up. I just had to indulge in my chronic Akashi brainrot for a quick sec. Thank you for listening.

#ahhh yes nothing like talking about akashi to ease the mind #i had a long day alright #and i just came out of my last lecture of the week after presenting a seminar with my group for 1hr30 so i deserve this #kuroko no basket #knb headcanons #akashi seijuro

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pluck-heartstrings · 14 days

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CHAPTER 16 BABY LETS GO!!!!

Sunhinged my beloved I am giggling so much he is so very not normal AAAAAAAH!!!! /pos

Goodness this chapter was very sweet, like chocolate with a surprise twist of flavouring at the end! Y/N is so sweet with the children and it's just- EEEEE!!!! THEY CARE FOR THE LITTLE BABES SO MUCH!!!

Oh I can only imagine the things running through Sun's mind during The Princess's little game. And the ending too- I am going feral for the ending RHSHDJJFJDJDJC!!!!! THE CLOSE PROXIMITY!!! SUN YOU FIEND!!!! /aff

HE IS SO CONVINCED THE PRINCESS LOVES HIM TOO HE IS FABRICATING EVERYTHING HE BELIEVES TO BE TRUE!!! He wants nothing more than for his fantasies to be a reality.

Your honor he is delusional and obsessed and I love him.

They may not be daycare attendants, but the love for children is still there. And our Vocalist just happens to love kids too, what a coincidence <3 <3

Sounds like the chef got your dessert order correct, a healthy portion of sweetness with some sunhinged aperatif.

Sun is absolutely living in delusion land and honestly? We love that for him. He's living his best fantasy life rn. If you had his chance would you take it? I know I would <3 <3

I also love him.

#ask pluck

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 months

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Sad that there’s no valentine fragrance for Rollo or Fellow or even Neige and Chenya. For fun, what do you think their hypothetical fragrances would be like?

[Referencing this post!]

Oooh, what a fun question! I'm a fragrance fiend (I have sooo many little perfume samples lying around) so this ask got me super excited.

I'm going to give my thoughts on Gidel as well, since he comes as a pair with Fellow~ Cheka is here too. Let's include the little guys in on this!

Che'nya - creamy sugar, larkspur and clover, dark musk and myrrh

The top note is “creamy sugar”, but it’s not something overly heavy. Think like super fluffy, slightly sweetened whipped cream, something that easily melts on the tongue… like how Chenya’s UM allows him to vanish from view. He’s also known for stealing Trey’s desserts, so I imagine he has sticky, sugar-crusted fingers that give him away as being guilty of the crime.

Larkspur and clover are green scents that are not very strong; I felt that these match Chenya more than more intense smells. It gives the impression of someone who has been lazing around in trees or rolling around in an open field, leaving just a subtle hint wash of chlorophyll and sunshine on him.

The base notes are dark musk and myrrh. Chenya is by no means a sinister person, the musk and myrrh are moreso to ground the wistfulness of the fragrance make it more mysterious. I feel that it suits his ambiguous way of speaking and his Cheshire Cat inspiration very well.

Fellow - whisky, popcorn and coffee, tobacco and 1-pentanethiol

First up is whisky. Why? Well, firstly: Fellow strikes me as a guy that wears cheap cologne to give off the impression that he’s put-together, and one of the giveaways of cheap fragrance is a strong alcohol smell. The character Fellow is based on, Honest John, is depicted drinking and smoking in Pinocchio. The whisky note is also a throwback to that particular scene.

Popcorn and coffee dominate in the middle notes. The two work well with one another; the butteriness of the popcorn enhances the bold caramel tones of the coffee and results in a unique richness. Coffee is what I think Fellow drinks when he’s on the job and needs something “appropriate” to help him cope when dealing with his difficult boss or victims. The popcorn, meanwhile, is something served at Playful Land so the smell has buried itself on his clothes. It’s also the one smell that has a “childish” air to it, a small piece of hope and fun that has yet to be lost.

Finally, we have tobacco and 1-pentanethiol. As I previously said, Honest John is shown smoking in the film so the tobacco present here is a reference to that. 1-pentanethiol Crowley has “fatty aldehyde” so let me have this provides a smell similar to cigarette smoke, which deepens the overall aroma.

Altogether, it’s a very mature smell which hides a hint of playfulness in it. The fragrance characterizes Fellow as an adult with a dream he still wants to recognize.

Rollo - cotton, lavender and red flowers (rosewater + red lotus), oud and birch

This fragrance is one I would describe as layered and complex, as well as something that reflects his own twisted character. We open with cotton, something very try clean and fresh—like freshly washed linens. This makes sense for someone who stresses tidiness, and as a Noble Bell Student, who values cleanliness.

In the middle we have flowers, which I stress must not be overpowering or cloying. There is lavender (for protection and spiritual enlightenment), red lotus flower (symbolizing purity and virtue, as well as a reference to the crimson flowers/fire lotuses), and rosewater (represents devotion, and a substance used in religious ceremonies to banish evil. The flowers selected have meanings related to Rollo’s ambitions—and furthermore, it makes sense that he may smell of flowers, given where he lives and his skill in gardening.

At last, we have oud and birch woods. A whiff of these, and your mind will conjure the image of smoke and ashes, something burning. It’s very different from what you were smelling before; all the flowers have faded now, leaving you only with your sorrows.

To summarize, the scent changes from clean to floral to… the aftermath of a fire 💀 When we first meet him, Rollo gives off a very prim and proper aura, only for it to devolve into reverent madness later… The fragrance is designed to emulate that evolution.

Side note: I thought about including grape and orris root (a butter-y smell), but they both sounded too “foodie” and indulgent for someone like Rollo and didn’t make as much sense with the other notes.

Gidel - candied apple and cotton candy, popcorn, cedarwood

Since Gidel is notably younger than Fellow, his fragrance is a more juvenile one. There is a lot of focus on the sweets the park offers here, opening with notes of candied apple core and cotton candy. I don’t think he and Fellow can afford to eat that many luxuries, so they take Playful Land’s treats when they can.

As you can see, Gidel shares a popcorn mid-note with Fellow. This is here to show their relation to one another. After all, Gidel also helps out with luring people to Playful Land. The popcorn smell could very well also cling to him.

Cedarwood has a slight citrusy profile to it despite being a wood. It keeps the smell from being super sweet while also making it feel a little… clumsy? Like you’d expect it to be all sweet but then there’s that little something that keeps it from completely toppling into that categorization. I think it suits Gidel with his mismatched socks, untied boots, patched clothes, and oversized sleeves.

Neige - apple blossom, gardenia with some citrus, white musk and amber

When I think of Neige, I think about something soft and approachable yet also bright. I of course had to include some variant of apple and chose the blossom form for something flowery with a subtler apple scent. It’s a cuter and more innocent flower to go against Vil’s opening note of cassis.

The middle is gardenia, a white flower that is similar the “white bouquet” in Vil’s fragrance. Gardenia is delicate and sweet, much like Neige’s personality, and it has a slight citrus twist to help uplift the flowers without making him smell like a whole orange. The citrus could be a little leftover (like, lemon dish soap/detergent?) from the cleaning he does around the living space he shares with the Seven Dwarves!

Amber is calm and relaxing while white musk is often used in “wintery” smells to achieve a crispness. The white musk is a nod to the “snow” origins of Neige, since he is twisted from Snow White, while the amber is there to soothe and comfort all who gaze upon him. This makes Neige’s fragrance an airer alternative to Vil’s… cuz they’re rivals in the entertainment biz www

Cheka - sweet citrus, neroli, dirt and moss

I imagine Cheka’s scent as a more youthful version of Leona’s. They both have neroli in the mid-note, perhaps a nod to their royal lineage and/or just to their savanna homeland in general.

Cheka’s fragrance opens with sweet citrus (think tangerine or mandarin!), which reminds me of his enthusiasm. Now, citrus is not something that readily grows in the savanna but it does have a loose tie to the film. In The Lion King, Timon and Pumba serve Simba grubs. When certain bugs die, they release a fatty acid that warns other bugs of their kind to not come near—it’s a signal of danger. Most of the time, these acids smell rancid as heck and are not suitable for perfumes. I did find some bugs that release a citrus-like smell though, so I went with that since it’s the only smell we wouldn’t turn our noses up at.

The last notes are dirt and moss, meant to imply Cheka’s adventurous and bold nature as the type of kid who sneaks away from his guards to see his ojitan 😂 The earthy dirt is a smell that sticks with him from the kingdom he will one day rule, and the moss is a little bit of green to brighten things up. The moss is also meant to allude to the jungle that Simba grew up in along with Timon and Pumba—the world beyond what Cheka will one day rule.

I really REALLY wanted to somehow include “Cheka smells like crayons” somewhere here, but that ended up not fitting and I couldn’t find what the “crayon smell” is. I see Cheka writing notes and drawing to his uncle every so often and then being sad when he doesn’t reply…

This was a fun creative exercise ^^ Hope you had as much fun reading about my thoughts as I did writing them out. Maybe I’ll make up fragrances for some other NPCs except Rollo is no longer a NPC later?? We’ll see.

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Hi there! How are you? I really enjoyed the dragon!reader ask, can I request more characters for that ask? Like Buddha and beelzebub? Hopefully it’s ok with you!

-You spent hundreds of years hidden away in your palace, afraid of opening up to others again. You adored Blossom’s and B/N’s children, who adored you, and the five of them all helped in spreading good rumors about you, about your beauty, which did have suitors coming to meet with you, but you refused them all, afraid of being hurt again.

-However, seeing the children running around your garden, you hated to admit it, but you felt a sort of longing within your heart, you wanted love, you wanted happiness again.

-You stunned when you arrived with your brother and father at a massive party, hosting both gods and humans, as many had never seen you before and jaws were dropped all around, you were so beautiful and many were quick to realize they believed the rumors without knowing the truth, they judged you just because of what you could do.

-You looked so mysterious as you kept close to your father, as you were an unmarried maiden still, and your father wasn’t going to let any men get near you if you didn’t consent first, he wasn’t going to let his baby get hurt again.

Buddha

-He had seen you first walking around the party, your father nearby but alone enough that anyone brave enough could approach you.

-Buddha was brave, but saw no real reason to approach you, until he saw you near the dessert table, sampling the different desserts. He could see the faint color on your cheeks from delight and the slight sparkle in your eye.

-He approached to refill his own plate, shocking others who had been nervous to approach you due to your reputation and power, as well as your intimidating beauty.

-You didn’t pay him any mind, seeing him as another sweets lover, that was until he spoke with you, flirting, “If you keep eating so many sweets you’ll just get even sweeter looking yourself, Y/N. You never know what kind of fiend would like to gobble you up.”

-He grinned at your flushed face while others around you were gawking at his boldness; he thought your cute reaction was endearing, it made him chuckle.

-He quickly swiped a dessert from your plate, making you flinch before you saw he had put another of your favorite dessert on your plate, swapping them out, an action that made you smile softly.

-The two of you became snack buddies, he was constantly coming over, bringing snacks over for you to try and you had prepared snacks and tea for him a few times.

-You were content with your friendship with Buddha, he had easily learned that you were nothing like the rumors, and he felt himself drawn to you, unlike other gods that he seemed to avoid.

-B/N was the one to approach him one day, when Buddha came to see you, but you were visiting your mother, and offered to host Buddha until you returned.

-B/N wasn’t blind and was more observant than Buddha gave him credit for, asking him to treat you gently, as you had been hurt before and he wished to never see you in such a way again.

-Buddha learned about your past, about what had happened on your wedding day, he was pouting and sulking when you arrived, leaning on his side, cheeks full like a squirrel.

-He wouldn’t tell you what was wrong as you kneeled next to him, worried about him, before he removed his glasses and turned, laying his head down on your lap, face down so his arms could wrap around your waist.

-His sudden affections did shock you, making you squeak and flush, but you allowed him to remain there, nails scratching the back of his neck lightly, doting on him as you could tell he was upset about something.

-You were stunned to learn, once he finally stopped pouting and spoke with you, sitting up and taking your hands in his, that he was upset for you, for what happened to you.

-You shied away from him, pulling your hands back, but he grabbed them, holding them in his own, “Don’t be afraid, Y/N. I want to make you happy, and if making you happy means staying the way we are now, then I don’t mind. I would wait centuries for you.”

-Your flushed face made him grin at you as you stammered, embarrassed by his bold words, but he felt your hands give his own a small squeeze, making a smile appear on both of your faces.

Beelzebub

-He knew of your powers and abilities, as well as the rumors and cruel words that went with them, you were just like him, judged by your ‘curse’ and not by you as a person.

-You were quite the beauty, elegant and graceful, he had to compare you to a fairy, with how you glided around the massive party, your long flowing dress fluttering after you as you walked around.

-He felt a sense of longing, if he had to use a word to describe this feeling, he wanted to know you, hear you speak to him, he wanted more.

-Beelzebub felt anger at himself, as he hadn’t felt this way in centuries, since Lilith perished, his heart ached, thinking of his long-lost friends.

-He did not approach you at the party, choosing instead to write a letter, sending it via a black cat that seemed to be made of wispy black shadow magic.

-You found the cat adorable, as it allowed you to pick it up and cuddle it, as it could tell your own affinity with shadow magic.

-The letter was beautifully written, but it was more of a letter of introduction, not a love letter, it was a letter asking you to correspond with your mysterious letter writer, as friends.

-This went on for more than a year and despite never have met him before, you grew fond of your pen pal, the two of your exchanging small gifts, you sent baked goods and dried herbs for him to use and study, and he sent you flowers and poems.

-B/N knew of your pen pal, having seen the cat numerous times, and he thought it was rather cute, he could see your smile when you read your letters; however, like any good big brother, he was concerned for you, not wanting you to be hurt, not wanting your heart to be broken again.

-B/N called out to the cat on day, asking if it would deliver his letter to my secret pen pal as well. The cat complied and Beelzebub was surprised to find two letters, instead of just one.

-Beelzebub felt an ache in his heart, as he read your brother’s letter, telling him about what had happened on your wedding day, all those years ago, and as your big brother, he wanted to make sure that I wasn’t being led on, that I wasn’t going to be hurt again.

-You grew concerned when the letters stopped suddenly, not receiving any for days, and since the cat had not appeared, you were unable to reach out, as you didn’t know who your pen pal was.

-You were sitting in your garden, enjoying the moonlight shining down when you heard footsteps behind you, turning and freezing, seeing Beelzebub there, holding a bouquet of the flowers he had been sending you, the cat on his shoulder.

-He bowed at the waist, only slightly, “Y/N, please forgive my absence. I was going over a lot in my mind. I’ve come to the decision that I no longer wish to correspond with letters with you, I wish to speak with you face to face from now on.”

-You were stunned, standing and coming over, taking the offered flowers, a small smile on your lips as you thanked him, which made his heart soar.

-You were a little shy, but managed to return his words, “I would like that, Beelzebub.” He smiled softly and offered you his arm, which you took, and walked around your massive garden together, speaking easily towards each other.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror buddha #ror beelzebub

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