the nomes in little nightmares always make me think of mini pyramid heads so heres my cross over
HE'S SO CUTE IT'S FUNNY 😭 THE CONFUSION ON HIS FACE ALL THE TIME WE RIZZ HIM LMAOAOAOA
Attempt 1
🌸: "You better start runnin'."
🐉: "Why?"
🌸: "Because my mom told me to always chase after my dreams. 😉😘"
🐉: "Is that so?"
🐉: "What does me running have to do with your dreams, however? Do you...aspire to be an athelete and wish for me to train you?"
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Attempt 2
🌸: "You're a 9 out of 10."
🐉 was so surprised he couldn't reply.
🌸: "Because I'm the 1 you need. 😉😘"
🐉 couldn't sleep properly that night because he thought you grading him only 90% meant he wasn't exactly your type.
contented
content
cheerful
cheery
merry
joyful
jovial
jolly
joking
jocular
gleeful
carefree
untroubled
delighted
beaming
grinning
glowing
satisfied
gratified
buoyant
radiant
sunny
blithe
joyous
beatific
blessed
Light-hearted
Good-humoured
Over the moon
As happy as a sandboy
On top of the world
Blissed out
In high spirits
Thrilled
Walking in the Sun
Time in nature
Eating greens
Creativity
Staying off-line
Practising gratitude
Following a morning routine
Creating a relaxing bedtime routine
Learning new skills
Cleaning out your closet
Going to the library and daring to get lost into the flowing ocean of knowledge
Listening to music and dancing to the rythme
Sharing meals with your loved ones
Random warm hugs
Opening a window and sitting next to it
Watching a really good movie and spending the day counting the marvelous lessons you learned from it
A good night of rest
Volunteering
Lighting scented candles
Playing with pets
Starting a new journal for a new life and perception
Freshly made tea
Sending Handwritten letters
Dressing in a way that makes you feel comfortable
Listening to interesting podcasts
Doing things that make you happy
Deck & Patio Styles, 1996
PLS
On the subject of mermen and mermaids, I’m trying to think of a serious idea but the only thing that comes to mind is… A shy merman or maid, possibly with social anxiety, having a crush on a human. But all they can think of doing to show their interest is… catching fish and throwing it at said human.
Not giving it.
Throwing it. Like at the head. And then vanishing under the waves again while the human tries to figure out WTF just happened.
I need this fr.
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I'M SCREAMING MY HEAD OFF
Fresh college graduate | After getting that job
"OH COME ON!"
an irritated growl rumbles in bakugou's throat as the screech reaches his ears, much too tired to have to deal with someone screaming at ten in the morning. he swiftly turns around and glares threateningly at the culprit as he begins to slowly pull his shirt off, and is met with an equally frustrated and flustered mineta who points at his face with a crooked finger.
" 'the hell are you screamin' for?" he seethes as he finally tears his undershirt off his arms and throws it into the locker behind him. the night before already drained everything out of him, he didn't have the patience nor the energy to deal with this bullshit.
"how is it that bakugou of all people gets laid before i do!" the idiot seems to be talking to kaminari right beside him, and for a moment bakugou ponders what the hell he's talking about, but once the sting of the cold locker room air drags itself against the red scratch marks littering the upper muscles of his shoulders, he realizes just what he's screaming about.
he then also realizes that maybe dressing in the bathroom would have been a better idea. still, he rolls his eyes and begins to pull out his gym uniform, choosing to ignore the now plenty surprised gazes of everyone else in the locker room.
"man, didn't see you as the type to fuck before marriage," kaminari snickers, walking towards him from his spot on the bench to get a closer look, "jesus dude, these are deep! the hell did you do to her that she had to scratch at you like an animal?"
"shut your fuckin' mouth." bakugou growls, snapping his head to look back at his curious classmate with a seering -near murderous- glare that takes kaminari aback, yelping.
kirishima, sensing the growing tension, steps in between the two blondes and pats his friend on the shoulder.
"relax dude, he's just playing around! now, y'gonna tell us who the lucky lady is?"
"more like unlucky," grumbles mineta.
another red glare is sent towards the direction of the perpetrator, and bakugou's just about to blowing him halfway across the locker room when a glimpse of his scratches in the mirror sends him hurling into memories of last night; your kiss swollen lips against his, the choked whimpers you let out in attempt to keep quiet, and the oh so euphoric feeling of your nails dragging against his upper back as your hips clashed together unceremoniously.
it's enough to calm him back down, and as he finishes pulling on the top of his uniform, he shrugs kirishima's hand off his shoulder with a, "none of your damn business," and slumps away.
he avoids any other conversation or curious gawks by looking at the floor as he drags his way into the training field, and he can't help but smirk slyly to himself at the thought of the other girls squealing in delight at the sight of your chest covered in bites and red blooming bruises, or the damn near tattooed imprint of his palms on your hips.
as he reaches the field, he attempts to wipe said grin off his face with his sleeve, but ultimately fails as he meets your flustered gaze and your pink haired best friend's dropped jaw in realization as to who left you looking like that.
he tilts his chin up in greeting to you and your face heats up in response at the way mina screams once it hits her, and he thinks that maybe..
maybe this was a good start to his morning.
"Stop following me."
"Oh, do you want me to walk beside you? Maybe hold hands with you?"
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