#multitasking marshmallows

[mechyriad]

putting things on bowsers spikes for misc reasons

[bbokicidal]

Soft & Creamy | Cotton Candy

Possibly the best thing you will ever put in your mouth.

Changbin ☼ Smut ☼ Mentions of sex (PinV, oral, anal, etc.), Lingerie, Skinship ☼ The post that started it all

Chan | Lino | Changbin | Hyune | Jisung | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

Hot Fudge - A sexual fantasy of his

Changbin DREAMS of having you choking on his cock; He's really into facefucking. The idea of your mouth stretching around his length, his tip kissing and prodding the back of your throat to make you gag and drool around him - God, it all turns him on so badly. Every time he really needs to get off, that's what he'll picture. Or you marking his biceps, but that's a topic for another time.

Caramel Sauce - What he watches/listens to/indulges in to get off

I'm like 90% sure that he could watch anything and as long as there's sex involved, he'll be able to get off because he's just not a picky guy. BUT it can't be from a site with too many ads because he will get distracted and he can't multitask!

Strawberry Drizzle - Something non-sexual that turns him on

When you wear tighter fitting clothing. Could be a tighter compression shirt for working out or something, jeans that fit your hips nicely, or a dress that is snug to your curves. Anything, really! And the only reason it turns him on is because you mentioned once how much you love when he wears compression shirts and since then he's started paying more attention to what you both wear.

Chocolate Chips - If he's interested in threesomes/orgys

He's not, to be honest. He has no interest in sharing you with any of the guys or anyone else in general - man, woman, in between, off the spectrum - You're his and he'd like to keep it that way. <3 (He's not even into threesome porn either.)

Peanuts - His favorite position

Mm, man loves when you ride him. He's such a sucker for being on the bottom and feeling like you have a little control over him. He's not submissive, not really at least, but sometimes if you treat him really well you might get a nice whimper out of him. Also, he likes being restrained so you should tie him to the headboard or lace some nice rope around his biceps or... sumn. ;)

Candied Almonds - His favorite location to be intimate

He prefers anywhere BUT the bedroom. The bedroom is fine but sometimes it feels... too private, maybe. He doesn't like threesomes or orgys but that doesn't mean he doesn't like making sure people hear your moans, so.. yeah! He's not gonna say no to having sex with you in the dressing room where people can hear.

Whipped Cream - What he prefers his partner to wear during intimacy

Nothing. Plain and simple. Get naked. Get all that lace off and all that stringy shit and PLEASE no candy underwear. Just wear nothing and Changbin will be happy. (But he lowkey loves a good reveal so like.. slowly taking off your robe after you shower in front of him? He eats that shit up and will absolutely pounce on you.)

Marshmallow Topping - Where he likes to be touched

Absolutely on his arms. But also.. his sides. He's a little bit ticklish but he really does like when you caress his body and not just over the very prominent muscle. He likes when you touch his soft areas, too, like his tummy. He loves it, to be honest, because it makes him feel like (and reminds him) that you aren't just with him because of his impressive physique. You love all of him. ~

Cherries - His favorite toys/If he likes using toys

He's not super into toys but very rarely you might get him to use a plug on you. Except it's not.. actually a toy, he's just cockwarming you because he's so thick and even when he's soft it's perfect to keep his cum in you. <33

Coconut Flakes - How he likes it (soft/rough/etc)

Either or! He's okay with both. If you're in the dressing room and he's purposefully trying to get you to be loud he's definitely going to go rough on you, using your shoulders as leverage to pull you back against him. He fucks hard and we all know it.

Sprinkles - His favorite part of your body

Tits/Pecs man, not gonna lie. He loves boobs of all sizes and the reason he loves them most is because he's obsessed with making sure your nipples get attention using his mouth, his hands, anything. He loves spitting on them, drooling all over them, sucking and biting. He just loves having them in his mouth I make the rules.

Oreos - His favorite intimate act (oral/vaginal/etc)

Oral is definitely Changbin's favorite. Specifically, and I am firm on this belief; Road head. Have you seen the way he drives with one hand and leans back so comfortably? He's absolutely the type to give you plenty of space to suck his cock and his free hand can be all tangled in your hair to hold it back. AUGHHHH-

M&Ms - An instant turn on for him

When you show appreciation to his body. Touching and groping his arms? He's blushing. Caressing his waist and hips? He's chubbing up. Talking about how good his back looks when he gets out of the shower? He's creaming in that towel. And if you even LOOK at his thighs when he wears shorts, he's going to pin you down and fuck you right then and there. So don't let him catch you! Unless that's something you want him to do. ~

Reeses Pieces - His favorite act of foreplay

He doesn't have a favorite other than.. sucking on titty. But if he had to choose something it would be generally worshipping your body before you two get to the finale. He loves touching all over you, kissing your skin, marking you up a little so you know how much he loves every inch of your body. (Your chest is always covered in bite marks though.)

Pretzels - What position he oftens takes in bed (top/bottom/vers)

He's a top, but if you play your cards right then there's a chance he'll be a little more submissive in bed. AKA what I mentioned earlier w/ tying him up and riding him.

Graham Crackers - His favorite part of his own body

He really does like his physique, and he loves it even more because of how much appreciation you show it. Specifically, he likes his arms and how much you ogle them and Felix oops who said that and gawk at them. He's always flexing around you and finding any excuse to be able to show off his strength, though he often forgets it's not just for show.

Sea Salt - A roleplay scenario he wants to try

Honestly Changbin isn't super into roleplaying BUT if he had to pick one it would be officer + prisoner/you just being someone he's arresting, all because he saw how much you drooled over the skzcode episode where they wore officer uniforms.

Popping Pearls - How he sexts/If he sexts

He sexts. OH BABY HE SEXTS. Absolutely is sending you pics of his leaking cock when he gets hard at the studio for whatever reason, asks you if you want to come help and then showing you videos of him jerking off because you're 'taking too long.'

[saintagron]

just saw ur modern cait headcannons!! love them sm, would you be willing to do modern jinx/alt au powder headcannons?

modern jinx headcanons !

no warnings (i think lemme know if i'm wrong) it's late so these are slightly incoherent !!

✶. an absolute academic powerhouse, though she doesn't seem it. double majors in art and mechanical engineering. shows up five minutes before exams looking like a party exploded over her—eyelids still stained with glitter from the night before, accenting her almost purple dark circles—and absolutely destroys the curve, etc etc.

✶. don't remember where i first saw this but she would skateboard everywhere. it's always strapped to her backpack, spraypainted with a chaotic masterpiece and outfitted with custom grip tape. instead of the library she goes to the skatepark, hanging out on the top of the ramps and dual-wielding a paintbrush and a calculator. skates there on the weekend, does a couple competitions, but never gets too too into it. she totally did a bunch of the art as well, the walls covered with pink and blue and purple.

✶. would worship the ground you walked on if you were her regular barista. would refuse to take her coffee from anyone else. even if she just takes it black that day (which is how you know her professors are on her ass) she claims you make it better. tips in doodles and drawings, usually of you that she scrawled while she was sitting there.

✶. being roommates with her would be hell, there's no need to sugarcoat it. sure, she keeps her mess on your side of the room, but she's always awake. you can always hear her too-loud music through her headphones. that's why you like painting nights the best—she doesn't listen to the same blasting music, especially when she's doing a still-life. instead, the sweeping of the brush against the canvas and the rain sounds she plays low lull you better than your own meditation music.

...and then being her roommate turns into being her overseer. she'll be ready to fight a guy at a party, one hand ready to claw while the other instinctively guards in front of the girl behind her and they'll be yelling at you to get your girlfriend, man! so then you have to drag her out of there, get the girl she was defending a car, and then spend the next thirty minutes holed up in the bathroom 'fixing her makeup' (letting her rant out all her anger.)

sometimes you let her beat the shit out of them. as a treat. they're frat bros, it's not like they don't kick each others' asses on the regular.

despite that, it's actually pretty... nice. she'll be stressing about an assignment that's not due for another two weeks, head between her hands and staring through the shitty wood of her desk. you'll make a irritated noise, open up your blankets because really, it's too late (or early in the morning, sometimes) to deal with this and she'll melt over you like marshmallow—sticky and warm and sweet—and smelling like it, too.

✶. anyways... i know i'd expect her to be an absolute shit cook, burnt water and charred toast type of person. but once you both finally have access to a kitchen she's in there daily. presenting you meals as beautiful as her paintings, greens placed elegantly on top of sauce-soaked meat, muffins topped with crumble and full of fat blueberries that pop in your mouth, whatever you can think of. works the kitchen like she's made to be there, somehow a perfect multitasker. she has a bit of a sense for it—the perfect time where it's between undercooked and charring, how much to whip it, how to modify the recipes. you joke that she's not allowed to be good at everything if only to see her sharp-toothed, pleased smile.

i could see her as a meal-prep type of person. she knows she'll be too tired to cook during the week so she'll stock up on meals during the weekend. she's grateful for her forethought every time she stumbles in after a lecture runs late, knowing all she has to do is microwave whatever she left out to defrost.

✶. recreational weed user! usually once a month when her and ekko's schedules finally line up. taking the day to smoke, curling like cats at an open window and passing a blunt (or five...) back and forth. orders a shit ton of takeout and always brings some home to you, so you can't complain.

with you i could definitely see her as more of an edible person. she just loves to be able to pop a gummy and settle into bed, becoming increasingly incoherent watching whatever vine compilation you put on your laptop. looking at you with huge, blown-out pupils and giggling whenever you meet her gaze. total goofball, and it rubs off on you until your ribs ache from laughing and you're too tired to do anything more than lay all over each other.

[daydreamingoveracupofcoffee]

A spark of normalcy

The sun dipped low, casting a warm golden glow through the windows of modest apartment. The cozy space was a stark contrast to the chaos of U.A. High and the hero world Shoto Todoroki inhabited daily. Here, the air smelled of vanilla candles and freshly baked cookies, not smoke and battle. [Reader's name], his civilian girlfriend, hummed softly as she rummaged through the kitchen cabinets, her hair tied into a messy bun.

“Shoto!” she called, her voice light and teasing. “You’re slacking on your boyfriend duties!”

Shoto, sprawled on the couch with a textbook balanced on his chest, raised an eyebrow. “Boyfriend duties?” he echoed, his usual stoic tone softened by the comfort of her presence.

The girl poked her head out of the kitchen, holding a bag of marshmallows and a mischievous grin. “Yeah! I’m craving s’mores, and you’re my personal fire starter.” She wiggled the bag for emphasis.

He sighed, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward. Setting the textbook aside, he stood and joined her in the kitchen. “You know my quirk isn’t just for roasting marshmallows, right?”

“Of course,” she said, rolling her eyes playfully. “It’s also for making my drinks cold and keeping me warm in winter. Multitasking hero.” She handed him a skewer with a marshmallow already speared on it. “Now, light it up, Mr. Half-and-Half.”

Shoto extended his left hand, a small, controlled flame flickering to life at his fingertips. He held it steady as the girl rotated the marshmallow above it, her focus intense, as if she were performing a delicate operation. The marshmallow turned a perfect golden brown, and she squealed in delight.

“See? You’re better than any campfire,” she said, assembling the s’more with graham crackers and chocolate. She took a bite, then held it out to him. “Want some?”

He leaned forward, taking a small bite. The sweetness was overwhelming, but her beaming smile made it worth it. “You’re going to burn the apartment down one day,” he said, deadpan.

“Not with you around to put it out,” she shot back, poking his chest. “Fire and ice. You’re like a walking appliance.”

Shoto’s expression softened. [Reader's name]’s world was so different from his—free of villain attacks, hero rankings, and the weight of his father’s legacy. To her, his quirk wasn’t a weapon or a symbol of his lineage; it was just… useful. Practical. It was a perspective he hadn’t known he needed until he met her.

Later that evening, they sat on the balcony, the summer heat lingering despite the setting sun. The girl sipped a lemonade, the glass sweating in her hand. She glanced at Shoto, her eyes glinting with another idea.

“Hey, can you do the ice thing? I’m dying for a cold drink,” she said, batting her eyelashes dramatically.

Shoto shook his head, but his lips quirked into a rare smile. “You’re relentless.”

“It’s hot!” she protested, fanning herself. “Be a hero and save me from this heatwave.”

With a flick of his right hand, a small burst of frost coated his palm. He pressed it gently against the side of her glass, chilling the lemonade until condensation beaded on the surface. Then, for good measure, he formed a single, perfect ice cube and dropped it into her drink.

The girl gasped, delighted. “You’re amazing. I’m keeping you forever.”

His cheeks warmed, and not from his left side. “You’d better,” he murmured, looking away to hide the faint flush on his face.

As they sat together, watching the city lights flicker to life, the girl leaned against his shoulder. “You know,” she said softly, “I don’t care about all that hero stuff. I just like this. Us. Normal.”

Shoto’s heart tightened. Normal wasn’t something he’d ever thought he could have. His life was a battlefield, a constant push to surpass his limits, to prove he was more than his father’s shadow. But with [Reader's name], he wasn’t Todoroki, the prodigy hero. He was just Shoto—her Shoto, who made ice for her drinks and fire for her s’mores.

He slipped an arm around her, his left side subtly warming to keep the evening chill at bay. “I like normal too,” he said quietly.

The girl smiled, nestling closer. “Good. Because I’m gonna need you to freeze some popsicles tomorrow.”

He chuckled, the sound rare and soft, like a melody only she could draw out. “Anything for you.”

And in that moment, under the starlit sky, Shoto Todoroki felt something he hadn’t in a long time: peace.

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[bah-junkyard]

cool blog! it looks awesome!! could we request a C!Tommy from DSMP and a Finn from adventure time?? thank you if you do this!! have a lovely timezone!!

Thanks for being our first customer, these were a fun first couple of requests to get us going, so thank you. Hope you like your junk.

C! Tommyinnit

For this one we went with something a little sad, Logstedshire era Tommy, hope you don't mind!

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Name // Tommyinnit

↳Name Hoard // Theseus, Discs

↳Nicknames // Tommy, Tom

Pronouns // He/Him, It/It's, Lone/Loneself, Man/Manself

Age // 16

Species // human

Gender(s) // hyperboy

Orientation(s) // bisexual

Role(s) // Depression Holder, Himeros-Pothos Holder

Source // C! Tommyinnit - Dream SMP

Sign-off(s) // Tom🏕️📀

Appearance // Tommy is white, with a youthful face and icy blue eyes. His hair is blonde and shaggy, grown out over time and dirty. Man's clothes are worn and damaged from repeated wear, and lone's arms are covered in bandages.

Personality // Tom is clingy and melancholic, often finding itself missing friends and homes that are far away now. Lone tries to use jokes as a coping mechanism but he's not that funny on mans own. It can be a little obsessive at times, and isn't unfamiliar with the occasional spiral.

Likes // camping, marshmallows, L'Manburg era Dream SMP content, C!Tubbo

Dislikes // C!Dream, loud sounds, losing things, being turned on or ganged up on

Possible Front Triggers // flare-up of abandonment issues, strong sense of longing

Cisid(s) // white, blue eyes, blonde, depression, obsessive, dependent, rebel, exile

Transid(s) // transPrince, permaLocation (Logstedshire), DepressionNull, transAge (18), transHoarder, marshmallowscentic, campfirescentic

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Finn the Human

Let's lighten the mood! I went with an early seasons Finn, before all the shit happens... Hope that works!!

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Name // Finn The Human

↳Name Hoard // Tim, Damian, Logan

↳Nicknames // Finny

Pronouns // He/Him

Age // 15

Species // Human

Gender(s) // cisgender boy

Orientation(s) // straight

Role(s) // ADHD Holder, Energy Holder, Mood Booster, Motivation Holder

Source // Finn the Human - Adventure Time

Sign-off(s) // Finn🗡️🗡️

Appearance // Finn is white with a peachy complexion, and long blonde hair which he keeps tucked under his hat. Despite seeming to have a pretty noodly frame he's surprisingly strong.

Personality // Finn is energetic and excitable, ready and willing to do stuff all the time. He likes to help others and will often prioritize that over doing something more important or personal. He's a goofball who can make a joke out of anything.

Likes // multitasking, cartoons, joking around, "side quests", forests

Dislikes // having nothing to do, being bored, littering, people who don't like bugs

Possible Front Triggers // another headmate needing help with a task, nature walks,

Cisid(s) // white, blonde, AuDHD, adventurer, voiceflexible

Transid(s) // transCyborg, transHero, permaYelling, permaLaughing

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Hope you like them! Feel free to make whatever changes you'd like!

[nogenderbee]

YOURE A COSPLAYER??! if youre comfortable i would like to see ur cosplays, but if you aint just dont!!

For the question would be, what fandom are you part of that is SO UNDERATED?? like the type of fandom that there is no fanart of em😭 mine would be strawberry marshmallow! Its like so cute and wholesome, i'd recommend for you to watch it:DD

-daily! Anon

Waaait I thought I mentioned I am SOMEWHERE- I could've not tho-

Buuuut so sorry not gonna share them -w-"

Mostly because of face reasons and I post my cosplays on tt so that'd be easy find I feel like... so my face is gonna stay a secret for me! ... and vodka-

Okey but question time!! Yay!

Alright so! I kinda wanna say DDLC because I get so little requests from it ToT but hey, it's still somehow alive and I got more dead fandoms!

And that's K-On! I love this anime so much but there's so little appreciation T-T lovkey thought of writing for it but I don't feel that confident in it because I'm afraid I might mix some personalities since everyone there his do chaotic and I love it <3

But omg yeah I never watched strawberry marshmallow- But it looks so cute WAAAAH

I'm gonna look for some eng dub and I'll try watching it while multitasking most likely ^^ And if I won't find dub... I'll just add it to my infinite list of what to watch- but no worries! I will someday, I swear!!

[gadgetzview]

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Display

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Camera

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Realme P2 Pro: Also features a 50MP main camera with OIS (Optical Image Stabilization) and an 8MP ultra-wide camera. The front camera is 32MP, capable of recording 4K video at 30fps.

Battery

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Realme P2 Pro: 5200mAh battery with 80W SUPERVOOC fast charging, which is faster than Motorola’s charging capabilities. It also supports reverse charging.

Design & Build

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[bunbeeplays]

After a while, Xander lets them know he's on his way. Time for Drew and Moses to go.

Drew: You gonna be okay?

Ophelia: I will be. After all, I have two pretty great dads.

Drew: Hang in there. Let us know if you need anything.

They pass by the next visitor as they leave.

Xander: Ophelia! I'm so sorry I couldn't be here sooner. I tried to call but-

Ophelia: No, no, I'm glad you could be there for Hilary and the kids. Drew and Moses told me you know the truth. I was so worried you'd believe Hector and I… I couldn't stand the idea of losing you.

Xander: Hey, come here. I know you'd never, ever do anything like that. Hector might have had us all fooled with his family man act, but I know you've got a good heart.

Ophelia: Thank you. I'm so sorry I ghosted you and everyone else. I was just so overwhelmed.

Xander: You went through something awful. Nobody blamed you, we were just worried. Hilary feels terrible.

Ophelia: I can imagine. I can't believe she heard all that.

Xander: Well, yeah, but she also feels bad she didn't stop him from treating you like that.

Ophelia: Her husband tries to cheat on her and she's worried about ME?

Xander: Hil's really good at multitasking, just like someone else I know. She prides herself on being strong, and freezing up made her feel weak.

Ophelia: That doesn't make her weak! I felt like that too…

Xander: She also told me all about how you stood up for her, for me. And how you slapped him. That's my Lemon Cake.

Ophelia: I almost forgot I did that. I was so mad.

Xander: From what she told me, it sounds like you handled yourself pretty well. C'mon, let's go sit down.

Xander pulls Ophelia into his lap and, while it feels childish, she's so glad to be in his arms, instead of Hector's grubby hands.

Ophelia: I should have left. I felt weird, but I didn't want to offend him. If I hadn't been so worried about being nice…

Xander: Look at me, babe. Hector took advantage of your kindness. He would have exposed himself as a creep sooner or later. As much as it sucks that this happened, now Hilary knows not to stay married to a guy like that, and you don't have to work for a guy like that anymore.

Ophelia: Oh Watcher. I don't have a job anymore. And… And Hector's going to get me blacklisted. What am I going to do?

Xander grips her hand tighter.

Xander: Everything is going to be okay, I promise. You're going to get through this and perform again.

Xander: This isn't the end. The world hasn't gotten enough of Ophelia Lemon yet.

The two sit together quietly, Marshmallow purring besides them. Even if she never performs again, having Xander by her side makes Ophelia feel like the brightest star.

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skylar was the kind of person who didn’t know how not to care about people. whether it was bringing coffee to her boyfriend once a week or sharing little moments with her friends, caring for others came naturally to her. isaiah, her best friend leo’s husband, was no exception. she thought the world of him—he was kind, supportive, and absolutely perfect for leo. her affection for isaiah wasn’t romantic but stemmed from how happy he made her best friend. "that’d be amazing," skylar said with a warm smile tugging at her lips. "we could all have dinner together. that would be so nice," she added, her excitement bubbling. "maybe a movie too? oh god, stop me—I’m getting carried away." she laughed softly, brushing off her enthusiasm but clearly enjoying the idea of quality time with her friends. as she worked behind the counter, skylar listened to isaiah with genuine interest. years of balancing conversation and tasks—thanks to romeo’s influence during their shared afternoons at her workplace—had made multitasking second nature to her. "that’s so sweet," she said, her voice warm. "honestly, you and leo are the most amazing couple I’ve ever seen." her smile widened as she glanced up. "you’re so lucky to have each other—you’re like the perfect pair." skylar began filling one of the mugs with a warm drink, the steam curling into the air as she worked. "do you want whipped cream or a marshmallow on yours?" she asked, her tone light and playful. "we all need a little sweet treat now and then," she teased, adding a playful wink. "so," she said, shifting her attention back to isaiah, "other than work, how’ve you been?" her curiosity was genuine—skylar had a way of making people feel like they truly mattered, no matter what.

From Isaiah’s perspective, he could sense the warmth in Skylar’s voice and the care she had for those around her. It was clear she had a heart full of love and concern, especially for those she cherished. Skylar's appreciation for Romeo was something Isaiah could relate to deeply; it reminded him of the way Leo always supported him, no matter what. Isaiah couldn't help but smile at the mention of his partner’s name—it was hard not to when thinking of the life they built together. They were in love, and it was a love that everyone could see. Nobody ever questioned how much they loved each other. As Skylar spoke, Isaiah’s eyes softened. He knew she cared, and it was touching that she wanted to be mindful of their schedules. He couldn’t blame her; he and Leo both worked demanding jobs. But Skylar’s thoughtfulness made him grateful. It was rare to find friends who understood that kind of balance. "I'll ask Leo for a date when I go home and get him to text you a night when we're both free at home." Isaiah chuckled at her playful teasing. Skylar’s light-hearted nature always had a way of brightening the atmosphere. He took a step toward the counter, eager to chat more and hear about her day, and smiled at her as she worked. Her question about their anniversary made his heart swell. His love for Leo was something that felt new each day, and every moment spent with him only deepened that bond. "It’s amazing," Isaiah said, his eyes lighting up with that familiar warmth only Leo could bring out in him. "Every day feels like the first. It just keeps getting better with him." His smile grew, a reflection of the joy he carried in his heart whenever Leo’s name came up. "How couldn't I fall more and more in love with him everyday that I'm blessed enough to be in his presence?"

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01 || hot chocolate with the mini marshmallows

series ; in love with love (with you)  description ; you’re a romantic. jungkook? jungkook is not. 

chapter 01 ; hot chocolate with the mini marshmallows prev || next 

word count ; 2.6k 

tags ; office!au / coworkers!au, frenemies to lovers, jungkook is lowkey a fuckboy but mostly he’s just a softie, like one (1) furry joke, pls go to main masterlist for more / general tags 

you cannot fathom why you continue to grab dinner with jungkook on a weekly basis. 

it was never on purpose. one thursday evening, jungkook passed by your desk, made a vague eating gesture, and for some reason, you packed up and followed him out the door. 

it’s always thursdays. fridays jungkook reserves for being a fuckboy, bar-hopping until he finds a girl within his standards to follow home then ditch after she’s fallen asleep. as a proclaimed romantic, you’ve always wrinkled your nose at the smug smirk he has plastered on his face whenever he talks about it, but you also know jungkook meets the bare minimum requirements of being a decent guy - i.e., fully sober, consenting only, clear one-night stand, no strings attached. so, to each their own. 

jungkook shovels a pizza into his mouth unceremoniously. “that’s stupid,” he asserts, mouth still full of cheese and pepperoni. you make a disgusted face, shoving a pile of napkins in his direction. 

“can you swallow before you speak?” you retort, in favor of arguing (for the upteenth time) that no, it is not stupid that mark showed up at juliet’s door with giant note cards to profess his undying love. it’s iconic. ‘love actually’ is iconic. 

“i’m multitasking,” he snickers, opening his mouth wide just to gross you out. you groan while he laughs, but still, he shuts his mouth to chew, eyeing you with amusement. 

you scowl but settle for taking a bite out of your own slice. jungkook, for all his misgivings, is the only one out of your close circle of friends that stayed in new york with you. jisoo, taehyung, and jimin are all scattered across various cities, leaving you alone with jeon jungkook, who, for some reason, not only lives in this city with you, but works in the same building, in the same company, on the same floor. 

fate loves fucking with you, that’s for sure. 

you open your mouth to ask jungkook if he’s booked his time off in preparation for your friends all coming home for the holidays, but get interrupted by the loudest human you know. 

“JAAAAYKAY!” your brother says jungkook’s initials like he’s revving up a car, and you close your eyes tiredly. you love him, you do, but hoseok by far has more energy than any human should realistically be allowed to have. 

jungkook perks up, waving enthusiastically, a drastic change from the way he treats you. you turn your head to face your brother, who brightens at the surprise of seeing you too. “fancy that,” he cheers. “scoot over.” he plops himself down in the booth, you narrowly sliding over in time to avoid being squashed. 

“hobi,” you whine, but he ruffles your hair and just smiles, stealing a bite from your pizza. jungkook shuffles in as well, and your eyes widen, realizing that with hoseok came yoongi, who has his hands shoved in the pockets of his coat as he relaxes into his spot next to jungkook. 

your heart jumps in your chest at the sight. yoongi looks at ease, if a bit tired, the white collar of his shirt peeking out from behind his jacket. he’s achingly handsome, windswept hair and sharp eyes that land on you, crooking the corner of his lips up in acknowledgement. 

“hey,” he greets briefly, eyes scanning over the pie you and jungkook had been trying to finish. you jolt your eyes away from him so you don’t get caught staring. “were you two planning to finish this yourself?” 

“yes,” jungkook answers at the same time you say, “no,” and yoongi chuckles, reaching over to steal a slice. 

“too bad,” he glances at jungkook. “you’re paying for me and hobi now too.” 

“who says i paid?” jungkook huffs. “we went halves.” 

“shitty date,” hoseok remarks with a grin. he leans towards you, mock-whispering. “i don’t like him. find a better man.” 

you snort, elbowing your brother while he laughs loudly. yoongi presses his lips together in amusement, eyes flickering to you for a moment before he goes back to his pizza, but it’s enough to have your heart skip a beat. 

your eyes glitter when you look at yoongi. your heart flutters at just the thought of him, his small but warm smiles, the baritone of his voice. hoseok’s been friends with yoongi since middle school, so you grew up watching yoongi play the gentle, quiet counterpart to hoseok’s loud, boisterous personality. 

your crush on him is possibly the worst kept secret in the universe. to call it a secret is borderline criminal, according to jungkook, but you rarely pay attention to jungkook’s opinions as it is. 

when the four of you have demolished the pizza (rip to the leftovers you were supposed to have, you’ll have to find something else for lunch tomorrow now), you follow hoseok out the door, mindlessly listening to him run his mouth about something or another. you try not to flush when you realize yoongi is close behind you, one hand holding the door open for you while his other hand guides you out the door, warmth emanating from where it’s placed on the small of your back. it sends sparks up your spine, ones that don’t disappear even after he’s removed his hand, shoving them back into his pockets as you gather outside the pizza parlor together. 

“it’s getting late,” yoongi comments. he glances at you. “do you want me to walk you home?” 

it’s a simple question. but it sets off the butterflies in your stomach, to hear him worry about you, and suddenly it feels significantly less chilly outside. 

“i’ll walk her,” jungkook says before you can answer. “we live two blocks from each other.”

you try not to let your disappointment show. you know it makes the most sense - yoongi lives a subway ride away in the opposite direction - but yoongi is also by far better company than jungkook, who picks fights with you just for fun. yoongi nods his approval and you watch him and hoseok leave, a wistful sigh escaping you as they turn the corner. 

jungkook makes a face. “you’re so obvious,” he mutters, grabbing you by the elbow to get you moving. the only other thing he’s ever seen you look at the way you look at yoongi is hot chocolate with mini marshmallows on top. ever the easy one to please. 

you ignore him, including the scoff he lets out seeing the fairytale pep in your step. you don’t care. your heart feels light whenever you’re around yoongi, comforted and warm. you can’t be bothered by jungkook’s pessimism - the boy didn’t have a romantic bone in his body, anyway. 

jungkook follows close behind you the whole way home, keeping pace with every bounce in your step with ease. he tongues his cheek, thinking carefully. “why yoongi?” 

all these years and he’s never been able to figure it out. you come to a halt so suddenly that jungkook jerks backwards, you twirling to face him. “wouldn’t you like to know.” it’s cheeky and smug, but jungkook just arches an eyebrow. 

“yeah. that’s why i asked?” 

you let out a huff. jungkook has a way of souring your mood in an instant - he calls it a talent, you call him annoying. “just because,” you lean in, not expecting jungkook to meet you halfway, dark eyes studying yours. he hums thoughtfully, but you refuse to budge until he does, tilting your head challengingly back, waiting for his response. 

“because he kinda reminds you of a cat?” he clucks his tongue, backing out of your space. “didn’t know you were a furry, y/n.” 

you sputter at his absurd response, and now you’re the one following him, a string of obscenities escaping while he laughs loudly into the night air. “what the fuck, jeon jungkook-” you smack him on the back and he at least has the decency to jump like it actually hurt him a little (but jungkook is built like a brick fucking wall, so actually, your hand stings a little bit). he cackles all the way to your apartment as you chase after him, yelling threats and causing a general commotion on the city streets on a simple thursday night. 

you’re both a little out of breath by the time you reach your building, jungkook wearing a shit-eating grin while you bend to rest your hands on your knees. “dick,” you mutter, but jungkook’s grin stays infuriatingly put. when you’ve gathered your breath again you turn heel to enter your apartment building, looking back only once just to stick your tongue out at him. he chuckles, waiting for you to disappear from his line of sight before he shakes his head. 

he’ll never understand your near-lifelong crush on yoongi. love is for suckers, he thinks. 

but if it makes you happy, well - to each their own. 

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“here.” 

you look up to see a bleary-eyed jungkook nursing a cup of coffee, holding out a cup to you. you squint at him. “huh?” 

“it’s hot chocolate,” he grunts. “just take it. they gave me the wrong order.” 

you pop open the lid to see mini marshmallows on top, a smile spreading on your lips from cheek to cheek. “nice,” you cheer, eyes shining in a way that has jungkook shifting his gaze away, chewing on the lip of his cup. “but why’d you order two drinks to begin with?” 

“i was gonna get one for jaehyun,” he lies, glancing back at you. you peer up at him. 

“jaehyun doesn’t like hot chocolate?” 

you like it more. 

jungkook clears his throat at the thought, eyebrows furrowing slightly. he’d rationalized easily enough this morning, while he was waiting for the drinks after his split-second decision to buy one for you - he was doing it because you were friends. well, friends was probably a strong word in your opinion, but you’d known him for over a decade by now, so you probably legally no longer had a say in the matter. 

jungkook glances at you. “he needs coffee. you’re the only person i know who runs on pure sugar.” 

you throw him a small glare but it’s short lived. hot chocolate - specifically with the mini-marshmallows - makes you inordinately happy, cheeks dimpling as you happily inhale the sweet aroma. “well,” you hum, eyes fluttering shut. “someone’s got great taste. a shame they’re missing out.” 

jungkook rolls his eyes. “it’s literally one of the most common orders,” he retorts, but you shrug back at him, unbothered. 

“and? the people recognize it as the best, what can i say?” 

jungkook almost regrets buying it for you on his way to work. almost. he feels like he really needs the caffeine to kick in right about now, but still, you look incredibly pleased and he scoffs lightly, lips curling up in a disbelieving smile as he shakes his head. 

he raises an eyebrow, watching you sip chain-brand hot chocolate like it’s luxury before walking back to his desk a few rows behind you down the aisle. he peeks his head out past his cubicle in time to see you presenting the cup up to jinyoung with sparkles in your eyes, and even jinyoung laughs at how excited you are. 

without realizing, a fond smile makes its way onto jungkook’s face, eyes soft while he’s watching you. this is the happiest he’s seen you all week, and something warm settles inside his chest. 

it’s probably just the coffee. 

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you’ll never admit this to his face, but jungkook’s hot chocolate is about the only thing that powered you through this day. 

well, his hot chocolate, and copious amounts of caffeine, but the extra serotonin courtesy of free sugar was a welcome boost to start off the morning. 

it’s nearing eight now; you have your head propped against one hand as you stare tiredly at the amount of data you’re currently filtering through. it’s been data analysis and back to back meetings all day, marking notes and double-triple checking work from junior analysts because you simply can’t afford to make mistakes for this project. 

you scrub your hand against your face, exhausted. your stomach has been begging you for sustenance for at least an hour now, and it’s friday, for god’s sake. you just want to go home. 

you scowl a little. director lee had of course left at five on the dot, like he always does, cementing his position as worst-project-lead-of-all-time. he disappeared when he wanted, had a total of zero useful comments, and actually made more mistakes than corrections, leaving you to clean up after him. 

you couldn’t wait until this project wrapped up, so you could dive headfirst into your bed, subject yourself to holiday capitalism with your friends, and return in the new year on a new project, with a new lead. fuck, what you would give to have this project just be over. 

jungkook is on this project too, but his team has less of a stake in it than your team does, so he startles you when he shows up by your desk, knocking gently on your table. “hey.” 

you make a vague, miserable noise in the back of your throat. “hi.” 

“pack up,” he says. it’s a command - not a request - but you’re so tired you don’t even have the energy to comment on it, throwing him an unamused look instead. he stares back resolutely, one eyebrow arched challengingly. 

you’re not gonna fight him. not really. it’s eight-fucking-pm, and you’re tired and hungry and jungkook has better work-life balance than you do, so if there’s anything you’re going to take pointers from jungkook about, it’s when to leave work. 

but you’re you and he’s him, so you also can’t make his life easy. instead, you faceplant into your desk, whining. jungkook sighs. 

he’s being nice today, you realize, as you hear him shuffle around you, packing up your notebook and pencils into your bag. you must look about as bad as you feel. timidly, you lift your head up. 

jungkook’s mouth twitches. there’s a red mark on your forehead from being pressed against the desk, and he presses two fingers against it, pushing you gently backwards. “come on,” he says. “hurry up. i’m hungry.” 

you obey this time, shutting off your laptop and shoving it into your bag while jungkook waits patiently. the two of you walk out together, quiet all the way down the elevator and out into the cold air. you suppose you’re both tired, if jungkook doesn’t even have the energy to poke at you the way he always does. 

“you stayed late today,” you say, as the two of you walk down the street. jungkook shrugs. 

“i’m on the same project as you,” he responds simply. 

“but it’s friday,” you comment pointedly, and jungkook presses his lips together flatly, eyeing you. 

“sex is great but so is having money in my bank account,” he says dryly. 

you laugh. jungkook’s expression lightens with yours. “besides,” he says, offhand. “the night’s still young.” there’s a wicked spark in his eyes that makes you sigh deeply and exasperatedly, sending jungkook laughing, bumping shoulders with you through the night as he teases your tired expression, wiggling his eyebrows. 

he walks you home, picking up fast food along the way, and you’re too tired to question it. he’s right - eight pm is hardly late on a friday, and the activities jungkook prefers on friday nights usually gear up earliest by nine. still, he gets you home safe, but not without making a mess of your hair right before you head into your apartment building, grinning widely at the loud whine you let out as you paw his hands off you. 

you make your way into your apartment building, but turn around in the lobby. the front walls are made of all glass windows, so you can see jungkook still standing outside, hands in his pockets. he tilts his head questioningly, eyebrows raised almost tauntingly, but you ignore the bait and simply wave good night. 

you watch his gaze soften into a smile as he waves back, and your heart warms. good night, jungkook.

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Oh, but his reaction was even better than anticipated. Clint did his best to keep a straight face while the kid freaked the fuck out, only raising an eyebrow at his antics. Inside, he was rolling with laughter. It was so funny, in fact, that he considered continuing this particularly cruel method of torture by pointing out that Tim was protesting an awful lot for someone who didn’t have a crush.

Methinks the lady doth protest too much.

He did look kind of pale, though. Shaking with full-body shudders, literally gagging…alright, fine, he’d let him off the hook. Clint really didn’t feel like having to clean vomit off of his floor for the sake of a joke. That just wasn’t worth it.

Hands raising in surrender, he shrugged, lips twitching with suppressed amusement. “Alright,” he conceded. “No crush. Got it. Good to know we won’t have to joust, or whatever, to see who wins his hand.” Okay, so maybe he was going to tease him a little more.

Just a little.

With a smirk, he dumped a liberal amount of hot chocolate mix directly into the pot of steaming milk, definitely more than the directions called for. He whisked it with a fork (who actually owned a whisk?) to keep it from getting all clumpy, dumping a fistful of marshmallows into each mug with his free hand. Clint was a fantastic multitasker, thank you very much. Once the hot chocolate had just started to bubble, he poured it directly over the marshmallows, stuck the pot onto one of the cool burners, and passed one mug over to Tim with a, “Don’t burn yourself.”

He'd seen the title during his digging and seen the acts; he was good, it was certainly an earned title. He'd forever be a Flying Graysons fanboy though. The complete dismissal of Green Arrow got a smirk and a snort from him; Bruce would pull something similar if he allowed himself to be openly petty. He watched the milk being moved to the pot and he shuffled back a little; one too many incidents trying to make hot chocolate on his own and having the milk boil over and make a mess.

"Yeah basically." He shrugged. "Us Gotham vigilantes are pretty tight kni-" He cut himself off as Clint finished his speaking and promptly went very pale. Shudders ran down his spine as he openly gagged.

"Ew!" He exclaimed. "Eeeewwwwww ew ew ew ew ew ew! Grooooooss! No! Never! He's like six years older than me! At least!" And his brother! Didn't matter if he wasn't adopted or fostered, Dick was his brother in every way that mattered. "I'm not even into guys! I've got a girlfriend!"

Though she did want to meet up later in the week to talk about something. She sounded serious.

"Never say that combination of words to me again." He grumbled after a minute of shuddering and shaking out the discomfort. "This better be good hot chocolate."

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Here are the musicians! Glitter Pop, Pontefract, Marshmallow Swirl, and Neon Choco!

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She/Her

19

Relatives : Popping Candy (Father), Shining Glitter (Mother)

The blue idol Glitter Pop is here to put on a brilliant performance! In her marvelous clothing combined with her wonderful voices the audience goes wild.

Glitter Pop is an absolute celebrity, just like her parents. Always being followed by paparazzi, but she doesn’t care, she loves to be showered with all her adoring and loyal fans. Glitter Pop is always kind to them, that’s what makes her get even more.

Before a performance, she always winks. After all, that’s what the fans love.

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She/They

15

Relatives : Licorice (Father), Parfait (Mother), Panterri (Aunt), Pumpkin Spice (Uncle-In-Law), Salted Pumpkin (Cousin), Clover (Uncle), Eclair (Uncle-In-Law), Cannoli (Cousin)

WHA?! I’M RUNNING LATE. The Highschool aged Cookie says as she looks at their clock. She puts on their roller skates and dashes to Earthbred High, carrying her phone in a death grip in one hand and holding their breakfast in the other.

Pontefract Cookie is clumsy, sleepy, and a HUGE multitasker. One minute they hang out with her friends and family, on the other she’s coming up with new music.

The cookie wants to be a famous musician, just like her mother. Always locating 24/7 in her room with her instruments, hoping that someone will listen to their music and make her famous.

But in the meanwhile, the cookie is always getting Grade As and always getting praised as the “popular girl”. Pontefract can get annoyed, but at least she has people that like her. This combined with her parents showering her with love and affection, especially her father. Perhaps the cookie is completely unaware of her father’s past.

Who cares?! It’s her father, they love him.

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He/Him

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Relatives : Marshmallow (Mother), Macaron (Mother)

The energetic and motived Marshmallow Swirl Cookie is always practicing on his drum and singing loudly.

Slow? Fast? The cookie doesn’t care, he just wants to create music that everybody will surely enjoy.

Marshmallow Swirl Cookie l loves to move around a lot, but can come at a cost……. An incident costed him his arm….. but he doesn’t care. He just wants to play.

The cookie is motivated to create music with just one arm, being supported by his loving moms and his loyal friends. The cookie is glad to have cookie that will support him no matter how many arms he has.

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They/Them

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Relatives : DJ (Parent), Pink Choco (Mother), Firecracker (Uncle)

The DJ on wheels, give it up for Neon Choco!

Baked with a back problem, Neon Choco was forced to be on a wheelchair. But that didn’t stop the cookie from playing their favorite tones on every record the cookie touches.

The cookie is always eager to play and make music to make people rave. Neon Choco loves to see people dance to the beat of their tones.

Neon Choco loves to talk about their nights with their best friend, Pontefract Cookie, at school while rolling in the halls. Pontefract is always eager to hear their stories, that’s what makes both of them happy.

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Motorola Edge 50 Fusion vs. Lava Agni 3 5G: An In-Depth Comparison

With new smartphones hitting the market, tech enthusiasts and casual users alike are always on the lookout for devices that offer high performance, standout design, and value. Today, we’ll dive into two recent releases: the Motorola Edge 50 Fusion and the Lava Agni 3 5G. Released in October 2024, both models promise powerful features, from top-tier display quality to excellent processing power. Let's compare these two devices across their design, display, performance, camera capabilities, and other essential aspects.

Design and Build

Motorola Edge 50 Fusion has a sleek profile, measuring 7.8 mm thick and weighing 174.9 g. It’s available in vibrant colors like Forest Blue, Marshmallow Blue, and Hot Pink, which give it a modern appeal. It boasts IP68 water and dust resistance, making it a reliable choice for everyday use in different conditions.

Lava Agni 3 5G, on the other hand, is slightly bulkier, weighing 212 g and measuring 8.8 mm thick. It also comes in premium finishes, namely Heather Glass and Pristine Glass, which are both elegant and durable. While it offers IP64 splash resistance, it’s slightly less durable against water and dust than the Motorola.

Verdict: If portability and durability are your top priorities, the Motorola Edge 50 Fusion edges out the Lava Agni 3 5G in this category.

Display Quality

The Motorola Edge 50 Fusion features a 6.67-inch pOLED screen with a 1080 x 2400 resolution and a 144 Hz refresh rate, offering smooth scrolling and high responsiveness. The screen delivers a peak brightness of 1600 nits, ensuring vibrant visuals and great visibility even in bright sunlight.

In comparison, the Lava Agni 3 5G has a slightly larger 6.78-inch AMOLED display with 1200 x 2652 resolution and a 120 Hz refresh rate. With 1200 nits brightness, it’s also sharp and responsive, although the slightly lower refresh rate might be noticeable to avid gamers.

Verdict: Both displays are excellent, but the Motorola's higher refresh rate and peak brightness may appeal more to users seeking enhanced smoothness and visual quality.

Performance and Software

Powered by the Qualcomm Snapdragon 7s Gen 2 processor, the Motorola Edge 50 Fusion delivers a 2.4 GHz octa-core experience, ideal for multitasking and medium-to-high-level gaming. Paired with 8GB of RAM and an Adreno 710 GPU, it handles graphics-intensive apps with ease. It runs on Android 14 with Motorola's custom Hello UI.

The Lava Agni 3 5G uses the MediaTek Dimensity 7300X chipset, a 2.5 GHz octa-core processor that also supports smooth multitasking and demanding apps. It includes 8GB of RAM and a Mali-G615 MC2 GPU, delivering a bit more power for gaming. Also running Android 14 with Hello UI, the Lava Agni 3 5G is well-suited for users needing reliable performance in various settings.

Verdict: For general performance and gaming, the Lava Agni 3 5G may have a slight edge due to its processor, although both devices offer competitive experiences.

Camera Capabilities

When it comes to photography, Motorola Edge 50 Fusion sports a dual rear camera setup, featuring a 50MP wide-angle camera and a 13MP ultra-wide camera, along with 4K video recording. The 32MP front camera ensures clear selfies and sharp video calls, making this a well-rounded camera setup for versatile photography.

Lava Agni 3 5G, in contrast, steps up with a triple rear camera system comprising a 50MP primary sensor, an 8MP telephoto lens with 3x optical zoom, and an 8MP ultra-wide lens. It also supports 4K recording, while its 16MP front camera handles selfies. This setup is especially suitable for users who enjoy zoom capabilities and diverse camera functions.

Verdict: The Lava Agni 3 5G takes the lead here with its more comprehensive triple camera array and telephoto zoom capability, giving photographers more options to explore.

Battery and Charging

Both devices come equipped with 5000mAh batteries, ideal for extended usage without frequent recharges. The Motorola Edge 50 Fusion supports 68W TurboPower charging, which provides faster top-ups and includes a reverse charging option, making it useful for charging other devices on the go.

The Lava Agni 3 5G supports 66W fast charging, which is also efficient but lacks reverse charging. It’s a reliable battery setup for daily activities and prolonged usage.

Verdict: While both devices have comparable battery lives, Motorola’s reverse charging gives it an edge in versatility.

Connectivity and Other Features

The Motorola Edge 50 Fusion offers extensive 5G band support along with Wi-Fi 802.11 a/b/g/n/ac compatibility and Bluetooth v5.2. Additionally, it includes NFC and an in-display fingerprint sensor for added convenience and security.

Lava Agni 3 5G brings Wi-Fi 6e for faster wireless connectivity, Bluetooth v5.4, and GPS with NavIC support, which enhances its connectivity range in supported regions. However, it lacks NFC, which may be limiting for users who rely on contactless payments.

Verdict: While Lava Agni 3 5G’s Wi-Fi 6e is faster, Motorola's NFC support and versatile 5G connectivity may be more beneficial for everyday connectivity.

Conclusion

In the end, choosing between the Motorola Edge 50 Fusion and the Lava Agni 3 5G comes down to individual preferences and priorities:

Motorola Edge 50 Fusion: With its vibrant display, IP68 water and dust resistance, reliable Snapdragon processor, and reverse charging, this phone is well-suited for users prioritizing media consumption, aesthetics, and reliable battery features.

Lava Agni 3 5G: Its MediaTek Dimensity processor, robust triple camera setup, and Wi-Fi 6e support make it ideal for performance-oriented users who want a versatile camera experience and a bit more speed for gaming and connectivity.

Both smartphones offer impressive specs, so whether you’re leaning towards design and camera quality or performance and connectivity, these devices have something to suit your needs.