#Bacon the hamster

[chamoemileclown]

Cutely thinks about eating hamster

[basurable]

I fully believe that Wallace is a roborovski hamster. Just the littlest guy.

[amena-draws]

I am just attracted to his absolutely pathetic vibes

[clawsdevour]

｡. ˚oikawa husband hcs

wc: 0.6k content warning: post-time skip, fluff, goofy silly husband oikawa, not proofread

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-Oikawa, the type of husband to love to just hold your hand. Everytime he does though, he always looks at it to admire the ring he picked out for you the moment he knew you were the one. He can't help but smile and kiss the small gem while admiring the luck.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to absolutely love laughing with you. It's not that he likes laughing but more of hearing you laugh with him. He enjoys silly little moments where you get to laugh off a small mistake or just simple tickle fights.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to plan little "slumber parties" with you. He'd go out his way to buy little pouches of face masks and cut up little cucumbers for your eyes. While you're at it, Oikawa would also enjoy baking cookies to eat while you both binge-watch your current favorite shows. He loves doing little fun activities like these because you both get a chance to unwind and relax together.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to probably gossip with you about his volleyball team and old friends like how he met Hinata in Brazil. He loves telling you about his volleyball career as well since it's a big part of who he is and he appreciates how you love every version of him.. especially when you're real invested in the short volleyball gossip sessions.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to love ruining your cute couple selfies by making the goofiest faces mid pic until you get serious. Don't get me wrong, he enjoys taking selfies. But what he enjoys most is the memory behind the photos.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to give you his all. Every small effort he puts into you for instance, making you a simple breakfast. He puts every little thought into every action. Do you like bacon? He'd sizzle a fresh batch for you. Do you like your eggs whole or scrambled with salt and pepper? If you don't he wouldn't cook it that way. He remembers every little detail without you even realizing it.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to give you the best shoulder massages when you're having one of those days. He'd immediately notice your slight shift in energy and tell you to sit down in front of him while his fingers work that setter magic, relieving all the pent up stress and freeing up your tensed muscles while he reassures you with his comforting words.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to love going out on dates with you. He enjoys planning them, calling restaurants, booking flights, and overall going above and beyond for a good time with the one he loves the most. He truly loves to spoil you. He'd enjoy taking you out to foreign countries where you both can bask in the ambiance of new land where it's just you two.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to be a complete fatass for the food you cook. Doesn't matter if you're a bad or a good chef, he genuinely likes that you enjoy cooking for him. Every meal he eats, he can feel the love that you cooked it with every bite that just gets better. He's stuffing his cheeks full like a hamster to the point where he'd accidentally end up choking for water.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to definitely send you reels while he's out for work. He'd for sure be watching them and laugh when reading the comment section to the point where he has to send you the reels and sends screenshots of the comments he found the funniest. Oikawa would quite literally laugh in your dms saying stuff like "LOL HINATA DID THIS ONCE"

masterlist here

[dubuthecat]

i love jeffery bacon having acne, red stoner eyes, pizza and hamster in his pocket. playing fornite, just delivering pizza. no remarkable skills whatsoever. literally the most normal guy. wears a beanie when he already has a hoodie. likely greasy fingers from all the pizza. go girl give us nothing. is the only one that gets downed in the first session. max 10 hp. oh i love it

[ladykailitha]

Staking My Claim Part 6

And here we are! The end of this sweet little story. I had a blast writing it and I enjoyed all the comments and tags. Thank you so much.

We get to the "is this set after canon or a no monster AU *shrugs* could be either" part of the story.

Part 1|Part 2|Part 3| Part 4|Part 5

@mira-jadeamethyst @rozzieroos @itsall-taken @redfreckledwolf @emly03

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When he woke up next it was dark out and his stomach was growling. As he sat up he could smell the warm heat of something cooking in the kitchen. He went to the bathroom and washed his hands. He knew he should brush his teeth and he vaguely remembered Eddie saying something about a spare around here somewhere, but he couldn’t remember where. And he really, really didn’t want to go rummaging through the drawers.

He gave up and decided to do it after dinner and have Eddie show him where it was.

He ran his fingers through his hair to tame the tousled look to something more respectable. He really didn’t think it worked. He had slept with it wet and it would take getting it wet and washed before he could properly tame it.

Jeff grinned at him when he came stumbling out. “Just in time, man. Eddie’s making his famous spaghetti.”

“It smells heavenly,” he murmured.

“Just wait ‘til you taste it, Stevie,” Eddie said with a wide, happy smile. “It’ll blow your mind.”

Steve blushed. “You didn’t have to wait for me to eat, I could have reheated leftovers or something.”

Jeff and Eddie shared a grin.

“This is when we usually eat,” Jeff explained. “We were working on a song for our band earlier.”

“I’m our lyricist,” Eddie said. “Jeff is the composer. He takes my silly little words and turns them into songs.”

Steve nodded. “And you guys play at Cora’s Den?”

“The Hideout and Alleyways, too,” Jeff confirmed. “But yeah, Cora’s Den is our main spot though, which is why Mrs. Hughes pays for this apartment for us to stay at when we’re here.”

“I’m still having trouble wrapping my head around the fact that Gareth’s parents are rich enough to afford a three bedroom apartment in the middle of Indy for you guys to crash at whenever you want,” Steve admitted. “My parents would never do that.”

Eddie shrugged. “We knew Gareth’s family had money when he first started playing with us. No poor schmuck living in Forest Hills was going to buy their ten year old a drum kit and remain sane.”

“Yeah,” Jeff agreed. “We just didn’t know how much until he offered his parent’s garage to practice in. That place has better acoustics then most bars we’ve played in.”

“Just what do his parents do?” Steve asked in awe.

“They run those fancy boutiques for pets,” Eddie said. “They have five shops around the country. Here in Indy, Chicago, New York, LA...and what’s the other one?”

“Miami,” Jeff said.

Eddie snapped his fingers. “That’s it! They charge hundreds of dollars for rich morons to make their pets as pampered as possible.”

“That explains more than it doesn’t,” Steve sneered. “My parents hate animals. The thought of a pet treated better than they treat their own son would have driven them crazy.”

“Not even a goldfish in the Harrington household?” Jeff asked, cocking his head to the side.

Steve laughed bitterly. “And have the water spill on the perfect hardwood floors? Not likely.”

“Even I had a hamster at one point,” Eddie said, shaking his head. “You are seriously missing out.”

“I’m hoping when I get a place of my own I’ll be able to get a cat,” he confessed.

“Aww...” Eddie said. “What kind?”

Steve shrugged. “Probably a rescue.”

Jeff and Eddie smiled softly.

“Sounds good, Steve,” Jeff murmured.

“Food is done!” Eddie said with a flourish. “Spaghetti in meat sauce.” He blinked for a moment. “You’re not vegetarian are you?”

Steve laughed. “No. You probably missed me tucking into the bacon and sausage for breakfast.”

Eddie tilted his head to the side. “Oh right.”

He dished out the food on three plates and handed one to each of Jeff and Steve before grabbing his own plate and sitting on the other side of Steve.

They tucked into their meals and ate quietly. A testament to how good it tasted.

For Steve, it was warm and hearty, filling a void he didn’t know he had. Even when he was in high school, he didn’t have a lot of guy friends and while he loved the Party with all his heart, it wasn’t the same as hanging out with people his age.

Once they were done, Jeff did dishes. Eddie led him over to their large fluffy sofa.

Steve settled in, curled up to Eddie’s side as he talked with Jeff about the new song.

It had been so long since he felt this safe. Like if he drifted off to sleep right now, he would be protected.

And wasn’t that just something.

Eddie’s voice broke through his revery. “Hey, sweetheart. I think you’re falling asleep again.”

“Being drugged sucks.”

Jeff laughed. “It sounds like you’ve been drugged more than once, man.”

Eddie and Steve looked at each other, then Steve winced.

“I may have angered a couple of Russian officers when I accidentally stumbled on their very illegal operation under the Starcourt Mall?” he said through gritted teeth.

Jeff rolled his eyes. “Considering how messed up Hawkins is, nothing surprises me anymore.”

Eddie and Steve huffed out a laugh.

“You’ve got that right,” Eddie said. “Come on, darlin’, let’s get you to bed.”

They got ready for bed and Steve finally got that toothbrush to brush his teeth. He washed his face and Eddie led him back to his bedroom.

Once Steve had gotten comfortable, he pulled Eddie to him before he could protest.

“You’re mine now,” Steve murmured happily. “I licked you. Remember?”

Eddie chuckled. “I guess finder’s keepers. I’ll happily be yours.”

They curled up on the bed and slept soundly knowing that they were heading back to Hawkins with more then the hookup they assumed it was going to be when Eddie first came to his aid.

And Steve couldn’t have been happier.

He was going to have to do something really nice for Robin as a thank you.

As he was falling to sleep, he felt Eddie lick the side of his face. He giggled and pressed their lips together. Eddie hummed happily.

“Love you, Stevie.”

“Love you, too, Eds.”

***

And if you saw this on Saturday, no you didn't. I hit post instead of schedule and it was not meant for human eyes yet.

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[transgenderer]

The edible dormouse was farmed and eaten by the ancient Romans, the Gauls, and the Etruscans (usually as a snack), hence the word edible in its name. The Romans would catch dormice from the wild in autumn when they were fattest. The dormice were kept and raised either in large pits or (in less spacious urban surroundings) in terra cotta containers, gliraria, similar to contemporary hamster cages. They fed these captive dormice walnuts, chestnuts, and acorns for fattening. The dormice were served by either roasting them and dipping them in honey or stuffing them with a mixture of pork, pine nuts, and other flavorings. It was, however, very important to upper-class Romans that the dormice be separated from other products of the hunt, like the large game, for presentation purposes.

The container consists of a vessel, usually in terracotta, perforated to allow the passage of air, polished on the inside to prevent escape and with a lid to seal the top. Inside there are two or more shelves placed against the vessel walls and additional holes in the bottom of the vessel, generally more numerous than those on the sides. By inducing hibernation via darkness and confinement, the glirarium would cause the dormouse to fatten.

Wild edible dormice are still consumed in Slovenia, as well as in Croatia. In Slovenia they are considered a rare delicacy and dormouse trapping is a tradition. The Slovenes use several methods of trapping. The first used were the hollow-tree trapping method and the flat-stone trapping method. By the 17th century, the peasant trappers had invented the first self-triggering traps, usually made of different kinds of wood. In the 19th century, traps made from iron and steel were introduced. The trappers used many different types of bait to entice the dormice, ranging from pieces of fruit to bacon soaked in brandy. During the prime season, trappers could catch between 200 and 400 dormice, depending largely on what kind of trap they were using. Seasonal dormice feasts were welcome protein supplements for the impoverished peasantry. The people of Slovenia did not just catch the dormice for their meat: use of dormice for food and fur and of dormouse fat as an ointment is documented there since the 13th century. It was also documented by the polymath Valvasor and other Carniolan writers. The taste of dormouse is described as "very similar to squirrel, with a rich, greasy flavor and only a few mouthfuls of meat on each one."

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

My favorite insults, for jerks on youtube no particular reason:

"May all your bacon burn." - Calcifer, Howl's Moving Castle

"You daffy English kkkkkniguts!" - French guard, Monty Python and the Holy Grail

"Your mother bakes mediocre pies!" Peet, The Wingfeather Saga tv show

And, of course, "Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!" - French guard, Monty Python and the Holy Grail

(I also like to yell them at bad drivers :)

[deafeninggalaxycandy]

✨️CRAIG TUCKER✨️

these hcs are incredibly based on my brother jake, he's autistic and acts a lot like Craig. also craig has so many fucking hcs already made of him, i tried so hard to be original here. Enjoy <3

• Craig Adriano Tucker

• He/Him

• Born on January 25th 2003

• 6'2"

• Bisexual (male preference)

• Half Irish on his dad's side, Peruvian on his mother's side. She died when he was around 2, and Thomas remarried to Laura when Craig was 5. Later on, they had Tricia, which makes her and Craig half-siblings.

• Has Level 1 ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder or "Aspergers Syndrome") and got diagnosed at 9. Also has dyslexia (reading disability) and dysgraphia (writing disability)

• Loves his grandmother because she's the only one who really talks to him about his Peruvian heritage and is the only remainder he has of his mom. He also resents his father over this because in his grief, tried to basically bury any and all memories of Craig's mom.

• Still dating Tweek. He was always secretly into guys but had a lot of internalized homophobia. Also he didn't know what bisexual meant so he assumed he was only into girls for a while.

• His chullo eventually got too small for his head so his grandmother knitted him another one and he gave his old one to Tricia.

• Eventually grew out of watching Red Racer and moved onto Star Trek, Star Wars and Game of Thrones. However he has a Red Racer t-shirt he bought as a kid that he wore all the time. When he grew out of it, he framed it and hung it up on his wall.

• Has a toy car collection on his shelf above his bed that he carefully arranged by height, size, weight, and color.

• Needed braces in 8th grade all the way until sophomore year of high school. His teeth were really bad because he refused to brush his teeth. The texture of toothpaste makes him wanna vomit. During this time, he didn’t talk a lot because he was embarrassed. Tricia certainly didn't help, by the way. She called him "train tracks" the entire time.

• Builds LEGO sets with Tweek.

• Huge astronomy nerd. He talks about space for hours and hours at a time. He's spent a lot of time thinking about things like which planets would be the most habitable, where stars come from, the existence of aliens and studying dark matter and dark energy. And he talks about all of this to Tweek, literally the only person who cares and is willing to listen. Or Stripe, if Tweek isn't around.

• Calls Airheads Xtremes Belts "gay bacon". He's being serious too, he thinks that’s what they're called.

• Atheist and believes in the Big Bang theory as well as evolution.

• Drinks Pepsi. That’s it. Only Pepsi, no water. He has to be forced to drink water. (another reason why his teeth are bad)

• Interested in capybaras, guinea pigs, hamsters, rodents in general.

• Does not answer most texts, or calls or even emails. It's on purpose too, he leaves almost everybody on read.

• Argues with Tricia like 24/7 usually over incredibly small stuff. Also Tricia is just really mean, she likes to mess with him for no reason. This can vary from harmless pranks to straight up abusing him randomly. However, Craig simply ignores her or just shoves her out of the room. He refuses to like physically fight her and will kick the shit out of anyone who hurts her. He's also usually trying to keep her from doing something dangerous. Or away from Tweek because she steals all his attention.

• Used to be called an asshole by everyone for just speaking his mind. He still is but he just doesn't care anymore.

• Listens to Artic Monkeys, The Neighborhood, and Cigarettes After Sex.

• Best friends with Clyde and Kenny.

• Craig doesn't really care about most things, so it's really hard to get him mad, but he likes to fight people for fun, which was why he was labeled as violent.

• Has glow in the dark star stickers on his walls and ceiling arranged like constellations.

• Ultimate grudge holder, he's still a little mad at the boys for getting him sent to Peru.

• Actually enjoys playing baseball but didn't want to be seen as "lame".

• Not much of a picky eater. He just hates when the food touches. He also doesn't like smooth, creamy textures, he likes crunchy food and noisily eats just to hear it better. The sound of something crunching tickles his brain.

• Always looks like he's pissed off even when he's perfectly content or happy he looks ready to fight someone. Clyde actually finds this hilarious.

Guys, I am a big supporter of adopted Peruvian Craig, but I made him mixed simply bc my face claim for him doesn't match up. Also, it explains why he doesn't really care when someone insults his "mom."

My baby Tweekers up next!! I just left the hospital and I'm sore as fuck but I'm mostly fine.

he's so relatable honestly.

[eeboshmeebo]

Trick or Treat 🎃🕯️

Don't read if you hate autumn and candy and fun

You were dressed up in your favorite costume for today's autumn festival. A cozy, warm, and snug outfit to keep the chilly winds at bay just enough to be comfortable, some accessories... and, of course, a themed bag so carrying all your stuff is easier!

You almost walked in, a bouncing stride full of energy in each step before you slowed down and your face grew paler with every second.

You forgot your wallet.

It was so simple! How could you forget your wallet, you obviously left it in that one specific place you never forget to check! But maybe you were too excited today and kind of-

No, wait, yeah, you definitely forgot it. You don't remember picking it up and putting it in your pocket this morning.

You still had the ticket, though. You went in, handing the ticket over and getting a cute jack-o-apple stamped onto your wrist. Maybe you could just look around and take a few pictures with your phone instead.

"Boo."

"HWUHFDWAH!?!?"

You jumped from the surprise scare, turning around quickly to see that a vampire with blonde hair, rhinestone gem accents on his clothes and cloak, and a bat brooch behind you.

"Monoma!? Don't scare me like that!" You exclaimed, but the expression on your face signified that you weren't really all that scared after seeing him.

However, the smug look on his face was more irritating by the second.

"What? You're cute when you get scared like that. Come on, it's not like I actually hurt you, right?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders and giving you a side-eyed look as if to express that he was perfectly innocent.

"..."

You pinched his face with both hands in retaliation, smudging some eyeliner in the process while you pinched his cheeks.

"Ow! Okay, I get it, bad move, can you- hrhrgrhnnngh-!"

You pulled on his cheeks one last time with a pout on your face, satisfied with the reddened state of Monoma's face that couldn't be hidden even with the white face paint he had applied probably earlier today.

"Weh..."

Instead of the fruit bat he was trying to be, he instead looked like a bumblebee bat with his pouty face and the way he huddled up to rub his cheeks. Maybe a hamster.

"...I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist." You sheepishly mumbled, patting him on the shoulder to comfort him.

You should've known better, really.

He wrapped you in his arms and his cape, laughing as if nothing had happened.

"Gotcha! I knew you'd fall for it the moment I pulled out the teary eyes, sugarlips!"

"I can't help that I'm attracted to cute things, okay?"

"What?"

"Um... you're cute?"

Somehow, Monoma held you even closer after that comment. You could smell the cologne he used, feel his heartbeat against your own, the way his hands clutched your clothes, the smell of cinnamon and syrup mixed with the soap he used.

"Well, if I'm cute, then you're a candy! I'll treat you for today, how about it?"

He was probably doing this because he'd feel like he repaid you. Cute. You kissed him on his face, slipping out of his grasp before leading him to the food stalls.

"How about we start with a treat that's sticky and sweet?"

O(^_^)O (p≧w≦q) ���*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

Minutes later, you had a candied apple, a caramel apple, a handheld apple pie, a pumpkin-spiced cider, and a peach pie balancing in one hand.

In your other hand, a bag full of savory treats like stew-stuffed buns, cider-candied maple bacon, crunchy skull taiyaki things stuffed full of hot cheese, potatoes, and onions, and ghost-decorated crab rangoons was kept warm.

"Are you sure you'll be able to eat all of that?" asked Monoma, who had quite a bit of face paint rubbed off from the many kisses you gave him. Which was also why your lips were a bit white as you bit into your candied apple.

"Nah, I'll bring some home as short-lived souvenirs. Unless..." You trailed off, eyeing a place to your left.

"Unless what?"

He tilted his head curiously, almost bumping into a bystander if not for the fact that you pulled him closer and to the side to avoid the collision.

Now between a few darkened stalls, you raised your candy apple to his lips playfully, a fond smile on your face as you looked him in the eyes if only for a brief moment.

"Unless you help me eat some."

He rolled his eyes, taking a bite of your candied apple and chewing on the bite he took before he realized something.

"Hey, you never share your food with anyone, creampuff. What's up with today, in a good mood~?"

You looked down at your candied apple, taking a few bites while you thought. Hey, thinking takes energy, okay? Sugar's quick energy.

"It's because you're cute, Monoma. Remember?"

"...not faaiiirrr."

You giggled at how he whined, missing the fond smile on his face by a split second.

O(^_^)O (p≧w≦q) (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) ο(=•ω＜=)ρ⌒♡

"How do you eat so much sugar at once? I already feel a bit queasy!"

You both were sitting down on a bale of hay that the event organizers had set out. The sun was already setting from how much time you both had spent in the festival, but it was worth it. For you, at least.

"What can I say except for the fact that I'm naturally sweet?"

"Oh, shut it. I saw how you were like after Uraraka grabbed me."

"Bittersweet then."

"No, definitely not that. More like a warhead candy they sell in America, the ones that can melt your tongue from how sour they are."

"Really? How about you try me, then, I'm better than a foreign candy!"

"And here we go again..."

"What's that supposed to mean!?"

You both bantered, unknowingly moving closer to each other if only to poke and jab each other.

Before you or he knew it, you both were practically shoulder-to-shoulder as the daytime stalls switched out and the night stalls came in.

Eventually, you locked eyes with him again.

You're close. Close enough to feel his breath on your face, to feel his warmth despite the fall wind's chill, to... to...

...

If you didn't take your chance now, it might never happen again.

You kissed him on the lips fiercely, catching him off-guard as you practically jumped onto him. The last of his chalky face paint was rubbed off as your tongue explored his mouth, the feeling of his desperately grasping you for steadiness not going dismissed as he let out a singular whimper into the kiss.

After a few minutes, you reluctantly pulled back.

Ah, what a sight.

Monoma had dazed eyes brimming with tears, lips pinkish from both food dye and the way you nibbled on them before you separated. His chest rose and fell with arduous breaths and his fake fangs were slightly moved from their original place, along with his hair and clothes being more disheveled than you had originally planned.

He mumbled something incoherent before covering his face, huffing in embarrassment from what just happened as you lied down on him.

"Happy fall, Monoma. Love you too~"

Maybe a little nap wouldn't hurt. Monoma would just carry you home, just like always.

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ヾ(￣▽￣) Bye~Bye~

[ratsoh-writes]

Oh ask

This time for, horrorswap, horrorfell, mafiafell, farm swap, and fellswap purple

The original prompt:

lol I don’t write any fellswap purple, did you mean swapfell?

Rust: he just looks at his plate, looks up at his friend, then asks whose hamster are they feeding here? Like rust will eat it, but there better be seconds or else he’s ordering Wendy’s lol

Noir: he actually laughs when his friend brings out the platter of food. But what really breaks him is when his friend hands him the smallest fork and spoon he’s ever seen. Noir starts cackling and even has to get up and walk away lol. It was just the randomness of it all that caught him

Lilac: he of course laughs, then just to be annoying, he simply tips the plates contents into his mouth all in one go. Then he cheekily asks for seconds. Lilac will repeat this until friend refuses to cook more or they bring him a normally portioned breakfast

Basil: he’s strictly vegetarian, so all this applies minus the bacon. He looks at his plate for a solid minute just absolutely bamboozled. Finally he asks (out loud!) a soft little “where did you find eggs like this?”

Butch: he’s cackling at each new mini dish he’s served. Butch thinks this is the funniest and dumbest thing he’s ever seen. He’s even getting up and making his buddies come over so they can see the genius of his friends prank. Butch is way too entertained by this

Boss: he gives his friend his best “you’re an idiot” stare, then tucks into his food slowly with his usual picture perfect table manners. It’s pretty funny seeing boss cutting the tiny egg up with a normal fork and knife though

Cider: he’s giggling at all of it until the quail egg came out. Then he’s giving his friend a look. “YOU STOLE THAT FROM MY QUAILS DIDN’T YOU?” Oh they totally did lol

Barley: he’s totally puzzled when friend brings out the mini dishes. Not at the small food, no the tiny plates and bowls themselves. Where did you even get those?? Is that a dollhouse set?

[cool-lesbian-is-here]

if you somehow acquired a hamster right now what would you name it?

Ok so basically, I kinda almost nearly used to own a hamster.

It was the class hamster and I took it on most weekends bc the others couldn’t, right? But this was 2020. Do you see where this is going? We took him home for a weekend and then he ended up staying with us for over half a year bc of lockdown. Anyway, my brother and i renamed him bacon bc we liked that more than the original name and bacon was technically ours for almost a year.

I think if I got a hamster not I would name it Roger Taylor. Gotta pay tribute, kwim

[spacerockwriting]

weekly tag game!

its been early as fuck and its tag game time!!! Thanks @stocious and @energievie

name: comettt

do you drink coffee? if so, what's your coffee order? uhh usually a mocha thing, with oat or almond milk. The dairy hates me

what's the best thing you ate today? all i've eaten today is bacon and mountain dew it's not even 7am.

tell us about your first pet (or if you haven't had a pet yet, what's your dream pet?) Well, when i was like 2, my brother got 2 Golden hamsters named Hummy and Hammy. Hummy was named after a childrens book my mom had when she was little. When I was a little older I got two gold fish named Counter (after the kitchen counter) and Oblina (after that monster from Ah! Real Monsters lmao) but sadly my brothers goldfish Stripe and Spot ate them.

if your life was a book, what would you call the current chapter? insert a gif of a flamingo spinning in circles confused.

what's something you did recently that you're proud of? im working on application to new job!!!

what was your first dream job growing up? is it anything like the job you have now? Artist, and no, I'm not doing it.

what's the name of the latest playlist you made? Mixed in the Key of Emo full playlist. Fic playlist yessss

TAGGING: @transmurderbug @roryonic @celestialmickey @mybrainismelted

[asimpwithfreetime]

Avatar incorrect quotes because I want to post daily but it is taking me some time to write a bunch of stories. (Sorry in advance for the long wait)

Tsireya: We have fun, don’t we, Y/n?

Y/n: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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Ao’nung : You’re an idiot.

Neteyam: That’s the charm.

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Ronal: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”.

Ronal: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

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Tonowari: Don’t you have any dignity, Jake?

Jake: Uh, no.

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Y/n: Did you hear that!? Lo’ak just threatened to destroy my lego AT-AT!

Neteyam: ...You just threatened to kill him in his sleep.

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Tsu’tey: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Neytiri: &gt;:O language

Jake: Yeah watch your fucking language

Spider : Okay, who taught Jake the fuck word?!

Ronal: 'The fuck word'.

Norm: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Jake: Oh my god they censored it

Ronal: Say fuck, Norm.

Jake: Do it, Norm. Say fuck.

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Jake: Can I have your number?

Tsu’tey, visible texting: I don't have a phone.

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Quaritch: Next time I'm at the pet store, I'm gonna take a hamster and drop it in the scorpion cage. I wanna see what a hamster's face looks like when it goes, "oh, fuck."

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Quaritch: Sorry I'm late, I was doing stuff.

Spider : YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!

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Neteyam: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Y/n.

Neteyam:

Neteyam: Don’t tell them I said that.

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Neteyam: There. How do I look?

Tuk: Like a cheap French harlot.

Neteyam: French?!

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Ao’nung : I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning.

Y/n: This is a lie.

Y/n: I'm literally dating him. This is a lie.

Y/n: HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.

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Tonowari, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

[anachronistic-falsehood]

whiskey please tell me more about jeff bacon or whatever his name is. i keep seeing him everywhere and he has captivated me. cringefail pizza guy

GLADLY. ok so Cellbit has this tabletop rpg called Ordem Paranormal and they’re doing a two-shot episode called Quarantena with some qsmp members and Jeffery Bacon is Foolish’s character LOOK AT HIM

CRINGEFAIL. 21 YEAR OLD STONER. HE KEEPS HIS PET HAMSTER WALLACE IN HIS POCKET. 10 HEALTH POINTS. HIS STATS ARE SHIT. HE’S A PIZZA GUY WHO’S JUST WITNESSING THE HORRORS. HE USED UP A MOVE TO PUT HIS HAMSTER ON THE GROUND IN HOPES THAT IT WOULD RUN AWAY AND BE SAFE (it did not). HAD THE WEIRDEST CARTOON CHARACTER LUCK WHERE HE DIDN’T LOSE A SINGLE HP UNTIL THE VERY END WHERE HE LOST ALL OF THEM AND THEN SOMEHOW SURVIVED BECAUSE THE HIPPIE WHO IS ALSO A STONER SOMEHOW HAD DECENT MEDICINE STATS AND ROLLED A 21. HAS A WEIRD <3< THING WITH DR BENITO CAMELO WHO IS AN ASSHOLE AND DOES NOT HAVE AN ACTUAL MEDICAL DEGREE. HE PULLED A PIECE OF PIZZA OUT OF HIS POCKET AND TRIED TO EAT IT AS HE WAS DYING.

literally the guy of all time. he is literally just some dude. the only character who threw up and panicked when he saw the Horrors. runs away from everything. definitely feels like the first guy who would die in a horror movie for the simple crime of being a coward. i love him. i would kill a man for him. he and benito need to make out sloppy style in the next part or i’m deactivating my twitch account

[mikaikaika]

JEFFREY MVP!!!! FOOLISH WITH THE CALLBACKS HE REMEMBERED WHAT HE HAD IN HIS INVENTORY!!!!!!

Hey nonnie IKR !!!!!!!!. Who knew that our Himbo mini-hamster loving pizza delivery guy Jeffrey Bacon would turn out to be the key to saving all their asses by remembering and doing everything right. Foolish played the character in such an ingenious manner I am in absolute awe. No words left that would be enough to cover the appreciation about what sick ass moves Jeffrey pulled in the last seconds. Truly a remarkable an unforgettable character. Shaking him in my brain jar forever now