Even If It's A Yucky Day, You Can Get A Hug

Even if it's a yucky day, you can get a hug

Omni culture is thinking “oooo women I love women :))!! also i love gay/trans ppl sm why are they all so pretty <33” but also 90% of your crushes being cis guys.

really all over the place huh 😪

do you ever think about how little Michelangelo cared

One Muffin After Another

Pippin Took x fem!reader

Trigger Warnings: use of she/her (?); fluff; use of y/n

A/N: I thought it might be fitting to write an autumn themed fic given it's the season. Plus I thought it'd be really cute to do one with Pippin in it. Apologies for it being on the short side.

"These smell so good! Are you sure I can't just have one?" Pippin looked at y/n with those big puppy dog eyes of his.

Y/n and him had spent yesterday afternoon gathering ingredients for pumpkin spice and apple crumble muffins. The two of them had promised to make them for an autumn festival the following day. Pippin wasn't the best baker, but he knew how much she loved it, so he always tried his best.

"No! You've already had about four of each behind my back," y/n shook her head as she stuck the fourth batch of apple crumble into the oven to start working on the fourth batch of pumpkin spice. "I don't hear or see you doing a lot of helping, Peregrine Took."

He got it all prepped and sorted, she was the one with the magic hands. He would check on the oven and wash the dishes, she would make them all look perfect. The time passed by slowly at one point and fast at another during the whole day. Y/n was content when the two of them were finally done. Pippin just had to keep his hands off of them till tomorrow.

An autumn breeze kicked off the festivities and Pippin couldn't stay away from y/n's muffins as she suspected. Having a good time was something that made him happy, but it was always happier with y/n to enjoy with him. There were other Hobbits in attendance who dug into some muffins as well [Pippin knew better than to eat the whole lot on everybody, not when he could help y/n make some any day, any time].

The End

Hopefully this turned out kinda cute. That was what I was trying to aim for, but I've been a little out of sorts with fic writing at the moment, so... almost like a writers block adjacent.

stop telling girls with thick thighs that they shouldn’t wear light wash jeans because they’re “unflattering.” stop telling short girls that they shouldn’t wear high-waisted jeans because they make them look shorter. stop telling girls with big thighs to stay away from baggy clothes and boyfriend jeans. stop telling petite girls they can’t wear capris. stop telling telling tall girls to avoid wearing heels so they won’t “intimidate” people. stop telling skinny girls to only wear tops that give them the illusion of having hips. stop telling girls with big boobs to avoid shirts and dresses without a waist. stop telling chubby girls to stay away from patterns and horizontal stripes. stop telling girls with cellulite to wear long shorts. stop telling short girls to wear heels and vertical stripes to make themselves look taller. stop telling pale girls they can’t wear warm colors and stop telling dark girls they can’t wear cool colors. stop telling girls to be ashamed of their body type.

I love them so much!!

HexGirls Poster is done!