#( ` comfort zone ; wishlist )

[howdoyousleep3]

it’s my birthday month (i’m a dreamy pisces 🧚♓️✨💭 shocker) and i’m turning 30 this year and i’m in my era of growth and softness and self-discovery so i’m suddenly very into being spoiled and showered with attention and gifts for my birthday

especially since the past two years have been unbelievably difficult and the extreme opposite of selfish for me

i’ve made an amazon birthday wishlist and everything lmao

cheers to dirty thirty or whatever they say 😅🥂😇

[carnivoraformes]

//Wishlist Shipping Edition From The Perspective Of Someone That Drank To Much Caffeine Before Bed And Their Favorite Word Starts With F and end in K™ (feel free to reblog if anyone wants to):

A. Running From Love

Person A is a fuckboy/fuckgirl and is only comfortable with friends with benefits or whatever and slowly falls for another person and it is reciprocated. Person A tries to run like hell away from love because emotional intimacy is not what they signed up for, meanwhile Person B is like 'oh fuck no, get your fucking ass back here and fucking love me and let me love you motherfucker'. Will it work out in the end? Maybe, maybe not but it's a wild ass ride.

B. Bad Romance, Cowards!

It is dark, toxic and just fucking not healthy. Maybe mutually abusive, both are manipulating each other or mutually self destructive but you fucking know what, they think that is fucking hot. The toxicity isn't one sided, both stand on equal grounds and if they blow up they do it together. They are like a fire burning to hot, to fast and if they self destruct they do it together and they want it that way. Is it sad? Of course, but these are terrible people spending time probably destroying other people's lives and they aren't good enough for anyone else. SO LET THEM BE FUCKING HAPPY INSTEAD OF RUINING EVERYONE ELSE'S LIVES FOR A LITTLE WHILE DAMMIT.

C. Good girl/boy/person x Bad girl/boy/person!

Tried and true. Does the good one save the other from damnation? Does the hell raiser drag the saint to hell? Do they find a happy medium? Does the mistakes of the past and bad habits keep them apart, take one of the away to soon? Does the hellion not want saving and it just becomes to much? Do they have a happy ending? Is it a tragic romance? That all depends on them and how hard they want to fight for a happy ending together.

D. They had potential to be something romantic but there was always something keeping them apart and now that is gone so what happens now?

What was keeping them apart? Obliviousness? Not believing the feeling was requited? Fear of ruining a good thing? Secrets? Right person, wrong time? Insert other legitimate reason here because it is late and I should have been in bed a while ago but caffeinated squirrel brain is fucking screeching.

Equally important now that thing keeping them apart is gone, what do they do now? Do they finally get together? Has that ship truly sailed? Does it turn out that maybe it was just not meant to be? Who the fuck knows but let's find out.

E. Unrequited Love But The Person Who's Feelings Aren't Requited Isn't A Fucking Little Bitch About It

THE PAIN, THE DRAMA, THE RESPECTFULLY WATCHING THAT RECIEPENT MEET THE PERSON OF THEIR DREAMS AND STILL BE A HAPPY SUPPORTIVE FRIEND BECAUSE GUESS WHAT? JUST BECAUSE ROMANTIC LOVE ISN'T RECEPRICATED DOESN'T GIVE ANYONE ANY EXCUSE TO BE A FUCKING DOUCHEBAG. IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE YOU CAN BE A NOT-PRICK ABOUT IT.

-Respectfully and Adoringly,

The Gremlin that Runs This Blog.

[blujayonthewing]

not that I'm not the kind of person to want one of these anyway but god if only Ambrose's in-person campaign had been able to continue, and also if only 'trying to minimize the amount of space my stuff takes up at the table' wasn't such a priority for me, because having an old-fashioned travel writing desk be my dnd dice holder/ rolling tray/ pencil case/ note taking surface for him would be so cool

[insanitykeepsme]

Hello, people of Tumblr. I am someone who does not like asking for help, but in lieu of my therapist asking me to get out of my comfort zone, I have decided to post this. 

My husband and I are in the process of getting a new house, and we have never done this before and will be losing pretty much all of our appliances and wares. Our landlord pretty much owns all of the furniture as well, so we are trying to save up for appliances. Anything can help, even if it's a small gift card. Thank you to anyone in advance who purchases something!

[pridefallen]

( ok but lucifer with an ACTUAL bestie tho???? and i'm talking someone he can actually kick back and have fun and take risks with, not just someone like diavolo who often at times feels a bit too much like a business partner or sometimes even kind of a romantic connection for luci or his brothers who he spends most of his time keeping under control. like i'm talkin a BESTIE, someone who yanks luci out of his boots to go and have fun, like going to do something wild on the weekend, someone he can freely joke around and laugh with, who keeps him on his toes and excited for what's coming next. someone whose connection to luci is completely platonic and not romantic or sexual in any way or manner!!!! GIVE LUCI A BESTIE BESTIE PLEASE!! )

[yawnderu]

>Simon doesn't go to clubs, yet he'd do anything for bimbo!reader, even if it's out of his comfort zone. Adding a small dialogue of Simon being painfully brit when drunk from this post because I still giggle about it ejhfehjb

“C'mere, baby.” Your bare feet make contact with the floor as you walk to your boyfriend, who's waiting for you on the couch, a pair of stiletto heels next to him. It's a routine you know too well, putting your feet on his lap before you even realize it while he massages your ankles, offering you a small smile.

“Make sure you don't fall.” He teases and you push him away with your feet, only making him hold them in both hands and push back until your legs are folded, getting up just to steal a kiss from you.

“You rat!” Your giggle rings across the room as you try to push him away again, yet he's too strong to even move until he feels like it, sitting back down and starting to put your heels on, making sure the straps are safely secured before he helps you get up from the couch. He still can't wrap his head around the fact that you walk around in 6-inch stiletto heels with ease, but they were on your wishlist and whatever his princess wants, she gets.

Simon doesn't do clubs. It's loud, it's crowded, and he looks just about ready to take you back home until you strut to him, a big smile on your pretty face as you pass him a third glass of bourbon. He downs it after mouthing a small ''thank you'', feeling the warmth travel down his body.

“Come dance with me, Si!” You have to scream over the music, taking his free hand before he can even think about it. He reluctantly lets you pull him to the dance floor, despite feeling so out of place. He can't resist denying you, not when you look so happy and excited to be here with him.

Your arms wrap around his neck, your body rubbing against as you dance is almost intoxicating. He looks down at you, brown eyes fully taking in the sight— your hair moving with your body as you dance and sing, a happy smile on your face before you take a sip of your pretty drink. You're the most breathtaking thing he's ever seen.

His hand goes down to your waist to support you in case you twist your ankle while wearing your pretty stilettos. He looks down at your lips for a second before his gaze locks on yours, unable to look away. Maybe it's the alcohol affecting his body, but he dares to lean down to capture your lips with his, pulling you closer and allowing your bodies to move together to the rhythm of the music. He pulls away, his hand going up to the middle of your back before he does something really stupid.

“I'm getting us more drinks!” You yell over the music, already walking away before he can stop you. He's used to drinking one or two glasses of bourbon, not four while out in a club, the flashy lights just making him dizzier. He pushes the thoughts to the back of his head, feeling your arms wrap around him from behind, taking the glass from you before you can spill it.

“Thank you.” Simon was never one for PDA, yet he's leaning down to kiss you again, his hand lingering on the small of your back for way longer than it should have. You turn around, sipping on your drink as you grind on him, too used to the clubbing scene to think about how Simon hasn't done anything like this before. Despite his stoic expression, he's actually having plenty of fun, his hand holding onto your waist to support you as you dance.

His attention is focused strictly on you. He loves how you're dancing for him and him alone. You're not dancing like this for other men or flirting with anyone— you're simply having fun with your boyfriend, and despite some of the men looking at you, you're only looking at him.

Simon lasted way longer than he thought, only making you turn around after an hour or so of dancing.

“Tired yet?” He lets your bodies sway to the generic pop song playing in the background, half-lidded eyes struggling to stay open. He drank more than he should— more than he has drank in public, and he's aware of it, yet he wants to bring you home before he's too drunk to be aware of his surroundings. You plant a small kiss on his nose now that he's laying down and he offers you a lazy grin, letting you guide him out of the club.

“Buss me a blem, love.” You raise an eyebrow at his words, his arm wrapped around your shoulder as you help him walk, not wanting him to stumble around as you make your way back home. You have the route memorized, unlike him.

“A fag.” He clarifies, making you giggle nervously as you look up at him.

“Why do you want a gay m—” A stifled chuckle comes from above you, looking at the way Simon is trying to hold back his laughter. He's way too drunk for this shit.

“A cigarette, angel.” Realization hits your face as your glossy lips turn into an ''o'' shape, face lighting up when you can finally understand what he's saying.

“Don't have that either. The other one would have been easier to get...” You drag out, fumbling with the keys to your shared apartment before going inside, locking the door behind you. You go sit on the couch and Simon immediately beelines towards you, managing to sit down in front of you and attempt to undo the straps of your heels.

Was the buckle always this tiny? His fingers feel way too fucking big for the strap, yet he somehow manages, softly rubbing your feet to help ease the pain he knows you always feel after wearing them for a long time. His cheek is resting on your lap, your hand instinctively running through his short hair, massaging his scalp with your long acrylics.

“You okay, baby?” God, he could die right now. Your words are slurred, voice becoming even sweeter, your tone laced with concern. He can only manage to nod, trying his best not to fall asleep despite how comfortable your lap is. He can barely register how you get up, dragging him up by the arms— or well, trying. The bastard is way too heavy and tall for it.

“Up.” You say softly, not wanting your boyfriend to fall asleep on the couch. He grumbles before getting up, letting you make him lay down on the couch, making sure he's on his side. He didn't drink enough to throw up, but... just in case.

You disappear into the bathroom, coming up with a wet cloth and a basket full of skincare that you want to use on him. Your drunk brain is absolutely brilliant— wanting to take care of his skin while he's about to fall asleep. You steal a kiss from his lips before running the wet cloth over his face with care, wiping down all the sweat and grease on his skin.

His brown eyes focus on you as you start to massage a cool liquid all over his face, massaging it in circles with the pads of your fingers, careful not to poke him with your long nails.

“I love you.” It slips out of his lips before he can even think about it, looking away from you. You can see his Adam's apple bob up and down, anxiously waiting for something— anything. He flinches in surprise as your arms wrap around him tightly, small giggles of relief and happiness escaping your lips.

“I love you too, Si.”

Bimbo!Reader Masterlist

[ravenstargames]

how would the LI feel sharing a bath with mc

✦ The LIs / ROs sharing a bath with the MC!

✦ Amon: Super comfortable. Would play some music in the background, serve some wine, and have the MC lean back against his chest to enjoy a relaxing moment together. Chances are things would get a bit heated, though...

✦ Raeya: Wouldn't say no if the bathtub is big enough, but doesn't exactly see the objective here. She thinks taking a bath is a waste of time and too much of a hassle. After all, you can get yourself cleaned and together in the shower! Once she's tried it, though, she doesn't mind it on special occassions.

✦ Gael: Loves it. He offers to wash the MC's hair and body, gives them a massage, brushes their hair...He focuses all his attention on them and likes it that way. It would be a pretty romantic and intimate moment, with lots of feathery kisses and sweet embraces.

✦ Envy: Needs heavy convincing and would probably stay out of the water at first, just talking with the MC and watching them as they enjoy the bath. Would bring over a book to distract themself, and eventually he'd join the MC in the bathtub. Not something he'd do too frequently, though; too out of his comfort zone!

✦ Ara: She has the bath salts, the scented candles, the snacks, the flower petals...The MC only has to ask and the bath will be ready and perfect for them to enjoy a wonderful evening, just the two of them. She'd most likely schedule a couple bath every two weeks to ensure the MC is well rested and spend some quality time together!

✦ Xal: Nervous as per usual. He will never get used to it; it's a special kind of intimacy. Not that he dislikes it, though! He just feels a bit too vulnerable. Bubble baths are his favorite because, well, naked bodies are less visible, and... Foam fight!!!!

✦ Father Pride: He usually doesn't have time to take a bath to begin with, so he deeply cherises these moments of calmness. The MC is absolutely welcome to join him, cuddle up to him and enjoy some loving caresses while he reads. He will probably fall asleep, the poor man.

🔮🎇 WISHLIST ON STEAM

🔮🎇 FOLLOW ON ITCH

[huellitaa]

☀️🎀 princess project: days 16 to 26!

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 notice !!

HELLO ANGELS I'M BACK ♡ OKAY SO as you know i took a temporary hiatus from the princess project to focus on my mental health, and though i'm still not doing perfect as i would usually, i am trying my best ♡

i was thinking to myself last night, like; the whole theme of this project is to get me out of whatever the fuck you call what i'm going through right now, and yet i'm taking a hiatus just to rot in my room anyway? no! i have more self respect than that like HONEY GET UP WHAT ARE YOU DOING ???

so as of the time of writing this i've been hit with another absolute banger of the girl i like liking someone else. so i was a bit (extremely) upset about that, and still am, and that does not help the already mounting list of issues i've got on my plate right now. but as i said, the whole goal of this project is to help me. so i will be returning to the princess project with a few extra additions too!

p.s. while i've been away, there's been a lot i've been working on and a lot soon to come ♡ look forward to it !! <3

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 this week's achievements:

☀️mental

several intensive journal sesh's

several intensive bedrot sesh's

cried when i needed to

went back to old habits but stopped myself doing it again too

been working on prioritising myself

stepped out of my comfort zone several times

🎀physical

started regularly practising makeup

taken up athletics every tuesday ♡

been making myself cute healthy lunches to look forward to in school! ♡

began regularly using face masks!

organised a whole skincare wishlist for when me and my friend go shopping !!

drinking cucumber water and tea every day ♡

🧁 academic

received english exam results back and got top of my class (5th time in a row! ♡)

got high marks on my most recent art homework

actually did well in my food tech assessment! (the pasta was fire i am very proud of myself ♡)

bought a cute pink padlock and got a pretty locker (finally!)

💬 social

officially been accepted into my new friend group and i love them very much ♡

read out my work in class a few times - something i haven't done since primary school !!

been working on redoing and making posts for my girlblog !!!

joined a club for the first time in 3 years!

got twitter back SOLELY for the txt content. 😭

began being just generally sweeter to people around me because i found i'd been more bitchier lately

made a new friend or two! ♡

started just talking to people and being less shy ♡

completely stopped talking shit about anyone

started being fully honest with everybody ♡

princess project will start up again full time 21.6.24 💘

all my love, and thank you for being patient with me 💗☀️🎀

[bagopucks]

M. Marner - Noise Cancelling

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Mitch Marner x AUDHD!Reader

Requested✨

Word Count: 2.0k

Warning(s): None!

I had this in the works from the moment it got requested. Then I got confused when TikTok started sharing me videos of Animal Crossing. I still can’t decide if AC is having a comeback or if my phone just thinks I’m interested in it now.

Over the weekend we had these severe storms and such, and I was like “let’s take on some tiny requests.” Then ya’ll blew my inbox up and I got so busy I got to NONE of them. So yeah.. gonna be a busy four days off work.

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Nothing irritates and upsets me more than loud noises. Living with Mitch, is like one constant loud noise. Just an ongoing bang inside my head. When he caught on to the wincing and the fidgeting that followed certain thuds and shouts, Mitch was good about learning to be quieter. Some noises though, were inevitable.

I learned to work around them, which always upset Mitch. I went out when he would do his at home workouts. The dropping of heavy weights and continuous thudding of his feet on the treadmill was always hard on me.

I didn’t attend many of his hockey games, if any at all. And if I did, I usually ended up on the office floors of the arena building, watching the game on my phone in one of the secretaries offices.

I took it in stride when his friends game over. I never made Mitch close his door to his team. I simply promised I would be back within an hour or so, and off I went to a park or library. Any quiet place I could find.

Thing is, I knew Mitch hated when I had to leave my comfort zone to find a new one. No matter how much assuring I did that I was fine, he always said he felt bad.

We didn’t have any solutions though. At least none I was willing to inform him of.

There was a pair of noise cancelling headphones I’d been looking at for a few months. I never informed him of them though, because they were expensive. Mitch already did so much for me, and I hated the idea that he’d jump at the opportunity to do more if he could. So I kept it to myself, on my laptop wishlist.

It wasn’t until one night that I couldn’t find my laptop, when I realized hiding anything from Mitch didn’t work.

“Hey, Mitchy.” I spoke as I walked through our house, my robe on and tied around my my waist. I’d gotten out of the shower close to a half an hour ago, but I got too comfortable in my robe to actually put clothes on. Mitch looked up at me from his phone. I could hear the faint music from Animal Crossing coming from his phone speaker. At first I convinced him to get it as a joke. Then he actually began to love it.

“What’s up?” Mitch asked, lowering his phone to his lap.

“My laptop is gone. I can’t find it anywhere.”

“I put it in the top drawer of the tv stand.”

I raised a brow at his words.

“Why’d you move it?” Sure, that’s where our laptops went, but Mitch didn’t move my stuff unless I asked him to. Mainly because I liked to have my things where I put them.

“I guess ‘cause I was using it.. just forgot to put it back where I found it.”

“You have your own.. why were you using mine?” I questioned, making my way over to the couch.

“I can’t tell you.”

“You better tell me. Better not be looking up weird stuff on my laptop.” Mitch had a tendency to be a hypochondriac. Which meant the first sign of abnormality in his body, and he was pulling up the internet searches.

And internet searches came with gross photos. The last thing I wanted was a bunch of unclosed tabs on weird illnesses and all the pictures that came with them.

“It’s supposed to be a surprise.”

My expression shifted into one of curiosity.

“Oh.” My weight shifted from one foot to the other. “Can I know now?”

“Well…” he contemplated his answer. “I guess so. I guess, yeah. It’ll be better to give sooner rather than later.”

Give?

“Just sit on the couch, okay?” I nodded and plopped down on the couch as Mitch stood up and left the room. I glanced at his phone he placed on the cushion beside me. I snatched it up to take a peek at his progress on the game. I liked to change his character’s outfits from time to time too.

I was in the midst of putting Mitch’s avatar in a tie-dye shirt when he returned, and I looked up to see him holding a box wrapped in plain blue paper. Always Leafs colors.

“Are you changing my guy again?” He asked quickly, a smile parting his lips.

“Can’t keep him the same all the time, hun. He needs cool outfits.” I teased as I set his phone down on the coffee table.

“Yeah but I like his hat.” Mitch whined, and I couldn’t help but giggle.

“I promise I left the hat. Don’t get distracted.” I reminded swiftly, and Mitch looked down at the box before he came to sit next to me, on the edge of the couch.

“Here.” He held the box out. I quickly took it from him. “You can open it whenever.”

“You don’t have to get me things.” I informed him. Mitch and I weren’t notorious gift givers. He was more so a words of affirmation kind of guy, and acts of service. Quality time was another big one for us.

“I know, but this one was important to you.” I glanced up at him with a grin. Mitch was always so caring. I slowly tore the paper away from the box, my brain fitting pieces of the puzzle together as more of the gift was revealed to me. I felt I already knew what it was before I even had most of it unwrapped.

My heart soared after the final piece of paper was gone.

“Mitch,” my tone came out serious. “Baby, you didn’t have to do this.” I looked up at him. “I’ve been looking at these for so long. How did you even know?” The emotion was evident in my tone, complete and pure happiness.

Mitch glanced down at his hands in his lap, before his baby blues met mine.

“You remember last week? When I had that pain in my ribs?”

“And you thought you were dying?”

“Yeah.. well- I used your laptop to look it up, and I saw you had an open tab. And I know I’m not supposed to snoop.. but I was just curious. Then I saw what they were and I thought.. well I guess I just thought they’d help.” I could see his cheeks flushing as he spoke. It was always easy to tell when Mitch was embarrassed or overthinking about something. “Maybe now you don’t have to leave the house all the time when I’m loud.”

“Aww.” I set the box aside and leaned forward, resting one of my hands on his knee. “Baby this means so much to me. You have no idea.” He smiled sheepishly.

“I looked at a few other pairs too, but the internet and a lot of other people with similar struggles said that- that these were what they recommended most. The headphones are supposed to be easy on your head, and they’re supposed to fit around your ears nicely so they don’t irritate or press on them too hard.” Mitch recalled all of this information like he’d been studying it for centuries. “Oh! And it’s made out of that material you love.”

Was it possible to fall any more in love with him?

I released a soft sigh at the sight of his complete devotion and excitement. My hand squeezed his knee.

“And they’re Bluetooth. But they come with a wire too, just in case you want to plug them in.” I nodded before reaching for the box again. I set it in my lap and leaned back against the couch. Mitch did the same.

“But the wire was a normal one, so I went ahead and bought an adapter to fit your phone too.” Was there anything he didn’t think of? “And I got the headphones in your favorite color.” Nope. He’d hit every single one of the bases.

“And-“ I cut Mitch off by swiftly slotting my lips against his own. I didn’t need him to continue explaining why he bought the headphones. I appreciated them, and I didn’t disapprove of the purchase. I was happy, that’s all he needed to know. When I pulled away, Mitch finally relaxed. His shoulders dropped, his eyes looked hazy. I smiled at my accomplishment.

“You wanna try ‘em out with me?” I asked as I worked on opening the box.

“Can’t share headphones, weirdo.” Mitch teased with a soft chuckle.

“You connect your phone first, and play me a good song.” I suggested as I carefully pulled the headphones out, as well as the directions.

It took us a solid five minutes to figure out how to turn them on. Once we did, we connected the set to Mitch’s phone, and I slipped them on.

“Make sure the volume is down.” I spoke, immediately surprised by how muffled my voice sounded. Mitch opened his music app, before I reached out and grabbed his arm. He looked at me worriedly.

“This may be the only time I ever ask you to do this.. but I want you to go to the other side of the house and yell.”

Mitch raised a brow at me.

“Why?”

“Because I think these are perfect.”

A smile lit up his face. Nothing made him happier than knowing he’d done well with something.

The headphones were perfect to live normally with Mitch. Perfect to slip on when his friends came over, or when he decided to work out. Maybe even perfect enough to help block out some of the noise at his games. Granted I’d still use a suite, but they just might work.

“Are you sure?” Mitch slowly stood up.

“Loudest yell you can. Okay? I want the neighbors to hear it.”

“They’re gonna think my dog died.”

“No, they’ll just assume their crazy neighbor is acting out again.” I assured him with a playful smile. Mitch glared at me, quick to try and defend himself before I waved my hands dismissively. “Go, go!”

I watched my boyfriend quickly leave the room, and I waited patiently for the sound of his voice. It never came, but my only indication that Mitch had yelled, was Zeus’ head lifting from the floor where he laid at one point, and quickly running off. I grabbed my phone to text Mitch to come closer. We played around for a while with how close he could get before I could hear him. Once he complained about his throat hurting, I beckoned him back to the couch and let him play some music while I leaned against his side.

I held Mitch’s phone in my hands, both of us looking for different songs to play. I had pulled one of the pieces off my ear to hear him as he spoke, occasionally pointing to a song.

“So.. you like them?” He finally asked at one point. I turned my head to press a kiss to his shoulder.

“They’re perfect. Thank you so much, Mitchell.” I whispered. “You do so much for me every day, and I don’t think I ever thank you enough.” When I lifted my head to look at him, Mitch shook his head.

“You really don’t have to. I do it because I love you.” We both smiled at one another.

“I love you too, Stitch.” He snorted out a laugh at the nickname. “You wanna try them on?” He gave a shrug before I pulled the headphones off and handed them over.

“I get to pick the music though.”

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[lets-all-calm-down-a-bit]

Do you have any food preference HCs? Like I think Craig would be a very picky eater, wouldn't like much seasoning, etc. Kraft mac n' cheese, chicken nuggets, and pb&j sandwiches are his best friend. Was curious if you have any ideas like that about him or the other characters bc I've been loving reading your HCs so far :)

hmm,,, i have a coffee preference post here regarding stan and kyle, but here are some other hcs i have (:

Kenny:

he has a very diverse pallet. he likes just about any food you give him unless its like, boiled unseasoned potatoes, but he'll still eat it. not particularly picky, but he does have preference for spicier foods or anything with loud and/or complex flavor profiles. he loves flavor bombs!

Cartman:

sweets and savory all the way. hes a southern comfort food enjoyer and a fructose fiend. everything from fried chicken, shepards pie, and ham to ice cream, and blackberry cobbler is on his wishlist. hes mildly picky in that hes not a fan of middle eastern or mediterranean food or things that are "out of his comfort zone." but he's still a big spice eater and loves mexican food in particular.

Kyle:

he was raised to not be picky because it's considered rude, but he's pretty picky in nature so he just learned to get around it. has some sensory issues regarding some cooking styles of vegetables and texture stuff. cant do cooked celery or onion because of the texture unless its finely minced, pureed, or powdered. not a fan of fish because he ate so much of it growing up, and because his mom would make these salmon patties that had would have bones in them so now any time he eats salmon or any fish he feels the need to vomit. (these are real btw. my family and many others made them. they had bones that you were supposed to just eat because they were crunchy enough to do so. nightmarish food istg.)

he also goes kosher in middle school when he connects more with his faith so... no more denny's bacon specials lmao.

Stan:

definitely more picky then the other four when it comes to flavor. doesn't like spicy foods and hates the texture of onions so he has to use minced, pureed, or powdered in recipes. he has the cilantro gene which makes visits to kyle's family for dinner pretty embarrassing. he doesn't like to make a big deal about it but he HAS to tell ms broflovski because if something even has a whiff of cilantro the entire meal tastes like soap and stink bug chemicals. sheila is very understanding of this and doesn't mind too much because the flavor of cilantro can be easily replicated with other herbs/spices. also has a huge vendetta against celery. it does NOT just "taste green" kyle, it's WEIRD and SHARP and the cooked texture is GROSS! hates steamed broccoli but tries to get over that in high school by eating it in frozen meals to get accustomed to it. not a big fan of things that are too sweet. sweets are best when they're just sweet enough to be yummy but not overpowering or super rich. the only "rich" sweet he likes is chocolate torte, and ONLY with black coffee to balance it out and it HAS to be in small alternating bites: like bite of torte, sip of coffee, bite of torte, sip of coffee, and so on.

Craig:

very restricted diet that sticks mostly to bland safe foods. every day for lunch he eats one of those uncrustable pb&js or honey and peanut butter. surprisingly a lot of his safe foods are vegetables of some sort because he ate them a lot as a little kid so hes accustomed to them and they feel "fresher" than other foods that can be overstimulating. they cant be cooked though, only raw. so he loves those veggie platters. broccoli is crossing the line a bit for him though because of the odd texture, so that's iffy for him. carrot sticks, celery, and ice berg lettuce are great though. some other non-veggie safe foods are white meat chicken or turkey, and instant mashed potatoes. he cant do normal mashed potatoes because they taste almost... smotheringly starchy?? the same with baked potatoes. but instant Idahoan brand instant mashed potatoes are lighter and smoother with a different taste. he can do cooked green beans as long as they still taste green and weren't cooked in a broth/grease of any sort, but he cant do peas because they're too mushy and weird.

[blightxx]

Seeking JJK Rp-partners for Discord

Hello fellow kids, I’m Blight, a 21+ discord role player who enjoys lit and semi-lit writing styles. I’m in the GMT+8 time zone and I’m looking for like-minded JJK rpers who enjoy anything from dark themes, funny slice of life things, abo & all that good cultured stuff in between.

I’ve been in the hobby for abit (old) and may sometimes be a little slow (tired) but I can ensure consistent replies and can bring many ideas to the table and vivid world building for our characters. Please note I am keen on canon characters only, cross fandom is cool but strictly no OCs.

🤍I write the following characters: 🤍

Gojo Satoru

Toji Fushiguro

Geto Suguru

Inumaki Toge

Naoya Zenin

Itadori Yuji

Sukuna

Kenjaku (wishlist!)

🤍I’m currently interested in the following but am not limited to:🤍

Satoru x Sukuna

Satoru x Utahime

Kenjaku x Suguru

Satoru x Nanami

🤍What I hope for from fellow roleplay partners: 🤍

Be above 21 years of age

Literate (Multi Para) & Semi lit (Single to double Para) replies

Comfortable and effective communication

English fluency

Your best perversions

If you’re keen to write together, please send me a 🖤 or comment your handle. I’ll come message you or dm you on discord accordingly!

[ashleysmessyjourney]

20 Month Update

I’m 50/50 on continuing this baby pants hypnosis file that’ll make me mess in my sleep. There’s gotta be some sort of incentive to push me to listen to it every night before bed, and no, don’t tell me I’ll wake up to presents in my diaper. The idea of waking up messy as something I trained myself to do is both tantalizing and frightening because if I change my mind in the future and want to only wake up soggy, there’s no way I’d be able to “fix” myself and get right if it starts happening.

If I’m asleep, how can I stop myself from doing something when I’m not in control? The idea of giving up control of another bodily function to my diapers has always been alluring to be sure but to such an extent of surrendering control is scary. Diapers are supposed to make me feel safe, complete, and whole, but when I think of training to mess in my sleep, I feel hesitation, excitement, and uncertainty. Sometimes I feel like this is something I want and sometimes I’d decide against it and want to stay safe in my comfort zone.

At the time of me writing this, my 24/7 messing challenge ends on January 24, 2026. That means I have 1026 days or 34.2 months or 2.81 years left to go; isn’t that insane? I started doing this on July 2021 meaning that I’m already almost at my 2 year anniversary.

I’ve been cutting out foods that might upset my stomach. An upset stomach for me usually leads to multiple small messes spread out over a few hours; it’s crippling and keeps me locked at home. I’ve cut out foods with dairy and olive oil because that seems to be the culprit; sometimes alcohol can upset my stomach if I don’t drink enough water with it. If I’m stuck at home making multiple small messes, I have two options that I’m still experimenting with. Do I stay messy and wait for my body to make another mess in 30 mins to an hour or do I go ahead and change with every fresh messing?

As always, you can add more time onto my challenge by sending me gifts from my wishlist here. Anything would be really, really appreciated.

[boobsneezevids]

requests

hey boob-loving snzfuckers! i'm very open to requests so please do send them my way. i'll try to keep this post updated with my current boundaries/comfort level so as long as you check the same day you're sending the message we're all good

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hard boundaries (will never change)

i will not show my face

i will not be fully nude/show my nipples

currently out of my comfort zone (check back)

scenarios with lots of talking/acting (except sub/dom scenarios) - i'm working on this but currently these make me feel very self-conscious

getting off while sneezing

things that are totally fine (check before requesting)

talking/moaning

changing the sound/type of sneezes

touching and playing with my body

sub/dom scenarios

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that's all i can think of for now so feel free to request and i'll let you know if it's something i can do <3

here's a link to my wishlist if you wanna leave a tip or help me buy something sexy for my next video

[keeperofquestions]

Updates

I do owe a few starters and I'm trying to make sure I remember them. If you want to remind me, please feel free.

Working on some new verses and AUs that should be ready for interaction soon. Hit me up if you want to try planning new stuff with those! One is a more antagonist focused that I'm still hammering out. Yes, Phel is getting his villain arc AU on at some point. Eventually.

Wishlist Updates

For Phel, I've added the following things I eventually want to write. I need to just write a wishlist for Gusion in general. I've also just cleaned up the wishlist in general.

Being tossed outside his comfort zone by winding up with a totally new job.

Some actual enemies or otherwise people he just doesn't get along with.

[romugh]

Hi, your nerdy Natasha one shot was so lovely. You are such a creative writer. I am not sure if requests are being taken. If not that is okay I will love whatever you write anyway. But for nerdy nat I was thinking of a concept of R and nat hanging out with some of Rs friends. And one of them says something about an ex of Rs and their sex life as a joke (not mean spirited something like 'oh yeah didn't you say he gave the best etc..).but it still makes natasha feel really insecure. And the rest of the fic is R being soft and making love to nat. And reassuring her that Natasha makes us feel amazing. Cuz ik we are kinda domme in this universe but upset nat would have us so soft I think.

it's a work in progress, dear anon!

i'm about halfway through writing it, but as always i'm way too descriptive in my writing and a single smut scene turns into 5k words. i'm trying to pull myself out of that comfort zone for this one, trying to keep it under 5k as i know some of y'all don't really like longer fics :)

(if you want it to be a longer one though, feel free to scream at me and say so. i dont bite unless asked xD)

also, upset nat absolutely has us soft. so much that you'd buy her all the books she has on her wishlist. (you ended up spending two paychecks for that, but it was worth it.)

[blowflyfag]

Pro Wrestling Illustrated: March 2024

ONE TO WATCH: TIARA JAMES

A few years ago, many were faced with the decision to open or close doors to life goals amid a global health crisis. WWE welcomed live crowds at WrestleMania 37; AEW Rampage premiered on TNT; CM Punk made his return to professional wrestling after seven years. And then there was Tiara James, a wrestler from the Midwest who, in 2021, decided to embark on a professional career while binge-watching Total Divas during a peak year of the COVID-19 pandemic. 

“I had gone through so much during the pandemic,” James tells PWI.”I wanted to try something completely out of my comfort zone that I’d never done before and knew nothing about.”

It took the unprecedented behind-the-scenes look at WWE’s women’s division to motivate James to begin a new chapter of her life. Under the tutelage of OVW-trained Damian Adams, James learned ring fundamentals and other key skills that would help her thrive on the independent circuit and beyond.

“He’s trained so many women who have gone on to WWE, IMPACT, Japan, AEW, etc.,” said James. “He makes it a point to make sure we check off all the boxes that are crucial to going out there and having a good look, reputation, attitude … and, of course, being able to back all that up with good wrestling. Whether it’s three minutes or 30, he makes sure we know how to do it all.”

Since learning the ropes, James wrestled Sonya Deville on Friday Night Smackdown, teamed with Kylie Rae to defeat Cosmic Angels at NJPW, and competed for All Elite Wrestling and Ring of Honor. Along with the Total Divas reality show, James credits the eponymous WWE division as inspiration. 

“I love the Divas Era, and loved the outfits, I feel like everyone had their distinct look” James says. “Anything sexy and badass at the same time is an automatic ‘yes’ from me.”

The rookie James felt an immediate connection with the sport, calling it “the first thing I ever really felt passionate about.” She now enjoys watching a mix of old-school and more contemporary fare, citing the WrestleMania 25 bout between Shawn Michaels and The Undertaker (who, she admits, actually frightened her as a child) as her all-time favorite.

Known for her charisma, agility, and counter-wrestling abilities, James finds continual inspiration in her fans. “What motivates me is getting a reaction from the crowd,” she says. “Making sure they’re engaged and entertained because they take the time out of their busy lives to come and watch.”

In summer 2023, James made her MLW debut, putting the promotion’s featherweight division on notice. The “Top Tier” talent desires to eventually sign a major deal with a TV company and wrestle internationally–especially in Japan–throughout 2024.

“I started this off as something I thought I could do as a hobby but quickly realized how much you have to put into it,” she admits. “And as long as I'm putting 110% of myself into this, I don’t plan on settling for anything less than what I want.”

As for James’ wishlist of future opponents: East Coast indie standouts Christina Marie, Ultra Violette, and Megan Bayne are named without hesitation. She’d love to face Stardom’s Mina Shirakawa and Waka Tsukiyama in singles matches, having beaten the former Cosmic Angels in tag competition.

With a growing list of enviable accomplishments, Tiara James aims to keep humble (“the same people you step on to get to the top are gonna be the same asses you have to kiss on the way down”) and is dedicated to seeing her dreams come to life, no matter what.

–Candace Cordelia