#{cinnamon rolls..............................................................}

[aardvaark]

"[character] has never done anything wrong in their life ❤️" as in a hyperbolic joke expressing that the character is sweet and kind and i love them, vs "[character] has never done anything wrong in their life ❤️" as in i’m absolutely lying through my teeth while a long list of their crimes plays behind me like film credits

[sony-7aa]

I just really want my wonder twins to be happy ;-;

[rawme-price]

You tried it exactly once, fake moaning for simon, head tossed back and all breathy. A real convincing act in your opinion.

"....what the fock was tha'?" Ghost freezes above you mid-thrust. Forearm braced above your head, breath hot against the curve of your neck.

Ghost is the space between a pulled trigger and the target it hits, the breathe of every soldier on a battle field. You should know nothing gets past him. You whine, low and needy and intentional, squeeze around his cock and push at his chest "c'mon si...why did you stop?"

Ghost narrows his eyes, fully sits up until he's resting on his heels, arms crossed and thighs keeping your legs spread open. "Stop that. Fuckin– stop it."

You twist in the sheets like a trapped animal, try to entice him to keep moving. Using all those tricks because you know he likes it from the way his cock twitches—

"I. Said. Stop." Two large hands pin you down, and when you finally meet ghost's eyes he looks furious "thought I wouldn't notice that fake shit? Fuckin' mocking me?"

Your stomach twists when he thrusts in, slow and deep, studying your every expression. "You think i can't make you scream? Can't please you?"

"You do! Si– you do please me–" you try to plead, clenching tight at the next thrust. "It's not because of that! You feel good, I promise–"

"Then what? Huh?" Another, deeper thrust that has your mind nearly shutting off from pleasure. His whole body rolls into it, more consciously putting on a performance for you now.

"It's...I...I don't make noise, si. I'm not loud." You whisper, face pinched. "I didn't want you to think I'm not enjoying it..."

For a moment, ghost just stares at you.

He lowers himself down, muscles moving under skin like a predator stalking prey. Full of potential to ruin you. His arms cage you in until all you can focus on is ghost.

"I want to hear you. Got it? Don't care what it sounds like so long as 's you." He grumbles, really settles his weight back into you.

Tentatively, you nod.

"Good. See? Wasn't so hard, now was it?" He pulls nearly all the way out, tucks back into your neck, and fucks you like he's trying to prove a point.

Quiet gasps, small whimpers and nothing more falls from your lips. Your orgasm is silent only in voice when you rake your hands along his back hard enough to break skin. When you have to bite into his shoulder after the second.

Later, ghost will wear the wounds like a badge of honor. He does need fake moans when he's got all the proof of your pleasure burned into his skin.

[himaridraws]

Frankiesten X cinnamon roll fanart!

[unicornavah]

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐫𝐧 🍂 •

[fullcravings]

Sweet Potato Cinnamon Roll Pancakes with Vanilla Bourbon Maple Syrup

[venommocity]

I don't know how many people are already aware of this, but Rumi having fangs isn't fanon

IT'S CANON

She has very lightly defined canines throughout most of the film, just like Zoey and Mira, and the sharper demon versions first show up at the Idol Awards after her patterns spread all over her body. They're most pronounced when she's yelling at Jinu, but unlike his and most other demons, hers are super tiny

Baby Fang Rumi (she's toothing)

And they go back to human teeth when she reestablishes her soul bond with Mira and Zoey <3

[lustingfood]

Cinnamon roll pancakes (x)