#Human!Cocoa Puffs

[solangelo-cocoapuffs]

Cocoa Puffs in gacha life 2

Wanted to show off what they're meant to all look like in human form but I haven't had time to draw all of them recently

[scarlicbread27]

so i tried to imagine solangelo as parents to human babies and the first thing that came to mind was nico managing to terrorise the children with scary stories that he honestly just doesn’t realise are scary and will walking into the room, full government naming him and complaining about the future nightmares he’ll have to deal with because nico sleeps like the dead 💀

more solangelo as parents here

[popironrye]

Lost Boys Sweet Teeth Headcanons

Just some silly tastebud headcanons Ria and I came up with. My own personal interpretation is that the vampires (at least in the lost boys) CAN eat regular food just fine, it's just a lot of taste has been lost to them and food doesn't actually offer any nutritional benefit like it does for regular humans. But I was discussing some fun ideas with @ria-coolgirl about their favorite treats, and I wanted to share! Thank you Ria for helping me come up with this.

💋 David 💋

David's doesn't care for sweets all that often, but when he does he prefers things more rich and bitter. Most of the time he'll just order coffee when everyone else gets milkshakes but when he does indulge I think he'll pick anything with a lot of cocoa. So chocolate is his number one pick! His favorite are macaroons.

Dessert of choice- Mocha Cream Puffs

💀 Dwayne 💀

Dwayne prefers anything salty over sweet. More savory and anything with nuts is a personal favorite. He has a fondness for caramel and peanut butter. His favorite is brownies.

Dessert of choice- Salted Caramel Pretzel Brownie

🌿 Paul 🌿

Paul is the sweet king. He has a particular fondness for buttercream and cheesecake. Any kind of cake is good cake for him. His favorites are cupcakes.

Dessert of choice- Strawberry Trifle

🪶 Marko 🪶

Marko has the taste for the savory and the sour. Acidic fruity pastries are on his mind all the time. His favorites are tarts.

Dessert of choice- Raspberry Custard Buns

[perseephoneee]

sleigh ride [ficmas day 8] [castiel x reader]

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author's note: this is a day late bc my stomach has been killing me and also i was hella sleep deprived but you know what it's fine totally fine nothing to see here

playlist:

winter wonderland -- pentatonix

coffee -- tori kelly

7 o'clock news/silent night -- phoebe bridgers

You never thought about kids, not in your line of work. 

The reasons people got into hunting were varied. Most of it was personal. For you, you just couldn’t deal with the knowledge of the supernatural world and not bother actually doing something about it. Even though you knew that doing so would likely mean a young death.

This is why you stopped thinking about kids; you’d likely never have them. But being stuck in Leavenworth, WA, with Castiel gave you the same kind of glee. You imagine parents likely got excited to watch their children experience Christmas for the first time. That’s the same joy you felt watching the angel observe all the twinkling lights around you. 

The difference is that Castiel is not your child. And if he was, that’d be gross, considering you are harboring a major crush on him. 

Maybe you should’ve thought of a different analogy. 

You had been hunting with the Winchesters for a bit now. You all ran into each other on a ghost case. Your hula hoop of salt made their jaws drop, and the next thing you know, Sam is inviting you to hunt with them. You didn’t know that Castiel was a regular member of that group. 

Even in his vessel, you could sense something otherworldly about Cas. There was a sort of preternatural stillness, an ancient gleam in his eyes otherwise juxtaposed by his lack of knowledge of human nature. It was so easy to get lost in his curiosity. Sometimes, when he looked at you, you couldn’t help but feel his gaze observing every molecule you were. Like he saw you better than anyone else. 

Right now, you felt like you saw him better than anyone else, the angel so ready to give up everything for humanity. It was late, and snow was falling. You had all decided to take an extra night in Leavenworth after a Krampus case had gone wrong (don’t ask). Also, Baby was struggling to get out of the snow, and Dean was too wired up to ask for help. Fortunately, it was the Christmas season, and Leavenworth knew it. The town looked like the North Pole. You weren’t surprised it was a tourist attraction, not when there were actual reindeer and Bavarian-style buildings. The cup of hot cocoa you had earlier solidified this town as Christmas incarnate. 

“Aren’t you cold?” you asked, watching Cas catch more and more snowflakes on him. He just shook them off. 

“I don’t get cold.”

“Lucky you, I’m freezing,” you shivered, wrapping your coat tighter around yourself. Your nose was ice cold, and your breath came out in puffs. Castiel frowned, walking back over to you. He shucked off his trench coat and put it over your shoulders. You felt your cheeks heat as he made sure you were adequately cocooned. The jacket was surprisingly warm. “Thanks,” you murmured.

“I do not want you catching a cold,” Castiel said. “I am ill-equipped to handle it.”

You laughed. His lips quirked for a second before settling into their normal neutral expression. You would give the world to see him smile. 

“I’m going to go inside and get something to drink. Are you going to stay out here?”

“No, I will join you,” Castiel nodded. He paused for a second. “Is that alright? Dean often tells me people want alone time.”

You melted.

“Of course, it’s alright, c’mon,” you nudged him with your shoulder, still bundled in his jacket. You walked the short distance back to the inn. The idea of mulled wine sounded appealing at this moment. The inside was a picturesque log cabin with a roaring fire. You let out a sigh of relief from the warmth and were able to return Cas' jacket to him. You also were able to remove your hat and scarf. You probably looked like a sweaty mess, but you didn’t care. You chose a seat by the fire and tucked your legs under you as Cas came to sit across. A waitress came over a second later, and you ordered mulled wine for the both of you. 

“I don’t really drink,” Castiel added after the waitress left. 

“You can just tell me what the chemical compounds are,” you shrugged. Castiel looked out of place in his suit and tie. And yet, the light from the fire accenting his bone structure, contrasting the blue in his eyes, was enough to think that this was where he was always meant to be. 

He was frowning at the tree. 

“Why do humans put angels on their trees?” he inquired, brows furrowed. You looked up to see a stereotypical angel planted on top of the Christmas Tree. It had a little horn and everything. 

“I think people like to imagine there’s someone watching over us, that we’re not alone,” you sighed, turning back to him. “Even if it isn’t true.”

“It’s true for some,” Castiel murmured. “I watch over you.”

You felt your heart skip a beat, especially as Castiel looked at you with those intense eyes again. You had to wonder if he was really this clueless, or if he knew exactly the effect he had on you. You watched him lick a sauce off his fingers once, and it was enough to make you excuse yourself from the room. 

The mulled wine arrived a moment later. 

The spices were a perfect blend, and you felt yourself sink deeper into your chair as the alcohol invaded your system. Castiel took a sip and nodded. 

“Mostly ethanol and water,” Castiel sipped it again. You grinned as he listed off the ingredients. He would ruin anyone who wanted to keep a secret ingredient. 

“Last call for sleigh rides!” a man dressed as an elf called out, having come in from the front door. You perked up immediately. You had never been on a sleigh ride before but have always wanted to. You have a soft spot for horses. 

“We should do that,” you jumped up, grabbing Castiel’s sleeve. He spilled the wine, but you were already out the door. You barely had time to throw on your hat and scarf as you were running after the elf man. Castiel, to his credit, kept up with you. 

“One sleigh ride, please!” you said, breathless. The man just looked you up and down and then took your money as you jumped with glee. 

“What is a sleigh ride?” Castiel questioned when he caught up. He was not out of breath. 

“You get to sit in a sleigh and get pulled around by horses.”

“And this is entertainment?”

“It’s serene,” you smiled, getting good luck at the horses pulling your sleigh. They were beautiful Clydesdales, and even in their enormity, you weren’t intimidated. They were beautiful. Cas didn’t ask any further questions as you piled into the sleigh. You took one of the blankets provided and put it over your lap, bundling it up. The sleigh was going to pull you through the town, emphasizing the light installations and ice sculpting competition. The cold kissed your cheeks as the sleigh started moving. 

You both sat in companionable silence as the sleigh ride started. It was so quiet, and you welcomed that peace. When did you ever receive peace such as this?

“I understand now,” Cas nodded. “Why you were excited over this.”

“It’s beautiful,” you whispered. Someone had built an igloo, and you took your phone out to take a picture. Castiel just looked at you.

“I don’t measure beauty the same way humans do.”

“How do you measure beauty?” you inquired. Some part of you was worried that whatever he was going to say would dash your dreams. 

“By someone’s soul.”

That wasn’t the answer you were expecting, and you just blinked in response. It shouldn’t be shocking. You just never expected that maybe he would never see your face, only your soul. You wondered if your soul was beautiful. 

You didn’t say anything as you passed through a light tunnel, the brightness contrasting with the night sky. You could fall asleep out here if you let yourself. 

“What are you thinking?” Cas asked. He noticed your silence. 

“Is my soul…?” you trailed off. You barely had the guts to say anything at all. Castiel’s gaze softened as if he understood. 

“Your soul is like the North Star,” he answered simply. You kept looking at him. “It’s what one needs to follow to get themselves home.”

He was full of surprises tonight. You don’t remember anyone saying anything like that, especially not to you. How absurd was it that the first person to truly see you was not a person at all? Your heart picked up pace. 

“Cas…” you murmured. He never looked away from you, was never shy. It was unnerving and intense. He would never be too scared and proceed to look away. You couldn’t help but look at his lips. He noticed. His hand came up and brushed loose hair away from your beanie, his fingers somehow still warm as they brushed your freezing cheeks. You sucked in a breath. 

“I do not understand human courtship,” he whispered. “I would be interested in you showing me.”

You understood; how could you not? He just called you his home. You closed the distance between you two, going slow until you weren’t slow at all. Your hand cupped the back of his head, pulling him into you. You kissed him like you needed him to kiss you. Fortunately, Castiel was a quick learner. He nipped your lips and kissed your teeth like he had been doing it his whole life. You would sell your soul to kiss him for eternity, just like this. His hand was firm on your hip like he was afraid to touch anywhere else. You wished he would touch you everywhere. 

You had to pull away for air, even if he tried to chase after your lips afterward. 

“You’re a quick study,” you breathed a slight smile on your lips. Castiel grinned a true goofy smile that you had been yearning to see. You were the cause of that style. 

“Anything for you,” he responded. 

He kissed you until the sleigh ride was over, and the worker was rolling his eyes. He kissed you when you made it back to the inn, and you felt like you could feel his wings holding you closer. You would stay with him until you weren’t able to because with him, you were finally home. 

taglist: @thefutureastronaut @lover-of-books-and-tea @qardasngan @evasmlp

[ottpopfic]

Some of my fave CDS bits to write

Human grandparents get normal sweet grandparent names but the godly side of the family gets the most ridiculous grandparent names its bordering on blasphemy

Will’s brain always notices what character is on every band-aid he gives so I get to mention it

Jason licking and biting family at every opportunity and the rest of the dads fighting for there lives trying to keep Katie from picking up the habit

Bug eating, so much bug eating

George the Real Human Skull

Hephaestus kids kicking people, because donkeys

Small child stairing unnervingly into your soul

Are the Cocoa Puffs siblings or cats

Festus being everyone's favorite cousin

Katie thinking that Percy is super lame and boring and Percy being offended by it

Nico being out of his depth by lesbianism and freaking out about it

[chokedonaturtle]

my humanized cars headcanons

Cereal Choice Edition

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Strip: he ain’t allowed to eat cereal it makes him hyper. Lynda makes him oatmeal instead and he throws a tantrum every time.

Cal: he ain’t allowed to eat cereal, eats POPS in moderation when supervised (he will eat the entire box)

Lynda: Oatmeal. she don’t really care for cereal.

Tex: Great Value Apple Fritters Cereal (it’s discontinued and he pays $60 on ebay each time he needs another box.) Usually just has Blanton Gold Label for breakfast (it’s whiskey).

Lightning: Cocoa puffs, Reese’s Pieces Cereal, anything incredibly sweet and borderline life threatening. The occasional Cheerio.

Mater: anything you put in front of him. whether or not it’s edible is not important.

Bobby: actually doesn’t like cereal. mostly just doesn’t like milk and won’t eat it dry.

Brick: Frosted Flakes but ONLY the ones that are travel sized. He said they don’t taste the same as the big box. Also says that if they’re bought in the store, they taste different than the ones from the hotel breakfast line.

Sally: Honey Smacks, Choco Chimps. thinks the chimp is cute. drinks a glass of orange juice with her cereal and it drives Lightning insane.

Doc: He’s a doctor and only eats Raisin Bran and Cheerios because sugary cereal is bad for you…………

Cocoa Krispies. he likes when they go *pop pop pop*

Sheriff: he’s a simple man and doesn’t ask for much.

German cereal Vitalis Schoko Müsli Klassisch, Kelloggs ICEE cereal and Peeps cereal. makes Doc cry. who tf introduced him to those.

Sarge: MRE Future Essentials Corn Flakes Cereal #10 Can. man has not shit in six years.

Fillmore: organic gluten free sugar free preservative free strange crunchy objects. no milk.

Flo: prefers granola, mixed with cream and some fruit. makes a bomb parfait.

Ramone: eats whatever Flo is eating. if Flo is not eating he WILL starve.

Red: Honey Nut Cheerios, Apple Jacks….. Gerber snacks for baby. they’re fire and he won’t tell you otherwise.

Lizzie: has literally never heard of cereal, is shocked every time she sees someone eating it. it’s been 40 years of this.

Luigi: Swissli, but hasn’t found a good enough alternative in the US. Cheerios will do.

Guido: Doesn’t care for cereal, makes a real breakfast instead.

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lmk if i forgot anyone i wasn’t looking :p

ta ta !!!

<3

bonus !!

thomasville eats cereal too

Smokey: puts straight granola in milk. adds chocolate chips and maybe some fruit.

River: Honey Bunches of Oats, Honey Nut Cheerios, anything honey flavored

Louise: There’s a discontinued brand of strawberry yogurt Cheerios that she used to love. She swears on her life it existed and the boys like to mess with her and swear otherwise.

Junior: also fucks with Gerber snacks for baby. Prefers apple sauce from the squeeze tube--

is this man an actual child ???

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

Silly hc that the Clown mask/Hooded man is selectively mute, and usually communicates with others via written notes, sign language, or just simple gestures. (Nodding, shaking head, etc.)

He only ever speaks audibly when he’s with the Nightmare Clown, in the dream realm without other human beings around, or when conversing with someone (human explicitly) who’s at their very last living moments, preferably at his hands.

I imagine him having a soft, monotone voice, Speaking as emotionally as his face, most of the time

Going on a 180° rotation, He probably has a fucking INSANE vocal range, despite what i stated in the last few sentences or so. The same applies for his emotional spectrum as well, he can go from “shy and mysterious” to “Cuckoo for cocoa puffs” in a push of a button.

(He only ever gets like this when he’s either out w/ the Nightmare Clown, having fun and stuff, whatever psychotic killer clowns in the mid 1950s do, or when he’s all alone, in reality, probably gonna kick someones bucket later idk)

I’m thinking maybe Red Guy as a voice HC for him? He’s got the “soft monotonous” and the “oh shit this guys nuts!!” Moments AND the perfect voice for it…so why not?.

Idk just a few small hcs I wanted to share. Buhbye for now!!

[elvishdemigod]

So I heard about the new G1 Monster High thing where Lagoona gets boiled alive-

There was supposed to be a sequel comic to it, but it got cancelled. At least that's what I know.

But that's not what I'm here to talk about. No. I'm here to talk about Poe, or who I think is Poe. He's supposed to be Draculaura's new human boyfriend.

I only saw 1 image, just 1. From the canned comic. Dude looks like Will Solace but he stole Nico's jacket

Now, hear me out: Bi-poly Will. Crossover AU It's not weird, either. Kind of funny. He'd have a thing for black-haired people who are a lot older than they actually are (Nico being a 14/15 year old but has been alive for over 80+ years, Draculaura being perpetually 15 while also being around for over 1,600 years)

Oh ya, and whereas Nico is the child of a Greek god while being Italian, Draculaura is actually the daughter of Roman's, her dad being a centurion (As far as my research has lead me)

Nico would fit well at MH, too. I feel like he and the cocoa puffs would (platonically) love Twyla.

I wouldn't write it, so feel free to. Either way, I find the physical resemblance funny as fuck.

[solangelo-cocoapuffs]

The cacodemons now demigods?!do they have powers?who is they're godly parent?Do they go to school or they go to camp half blood to train?How is nico and will taking this?

[ladykissingfish]

*at the breakfast table*

Deidara: Oi, Hidan? Is the milk expired or something?

Hidan: *opens the fridge and checks it out* No; this shit’s good for two more weeks. Why?

Deidara: I dunno, hm; I think maybe my tastebuds are off. I tried a bowl of Froot Loops and they tasted like air freshener, so I poured some of these Cocoa Puffs instead and it’s like they’re made of cardboard, hm.

Hidan: *takes the Cocoa Puff box and puts a few into his hand, then pops into his mouth*

Hidan: Blehhhh, you’re right! This shit’s nasty! We need to tell Konan to stop shopping at whatever store she got these from.

Itachi, coming in and sitting at the table: It has nothing to do with Konan; that’s Kakuzu’s doing.

Deidara: What do you mean?

Itachi: I’m surprised you two haven’t caught on yet. Kakuzu keeps the name-brand boxes but he fills them with the generic, dollar-store knockoff brand of the cereals. He’s been doing this for awhile now; he just whites-out the expiration dates on the boxes and writes in new ones so that you think they’re different.

Hidan: …. What in the fuck?!

Deidara: You’re just messing with us, right??

Itachi: Afraid not. That’s not even the worst part, though. Those boxes sitting up there? He got those out of a neighbor’s garbage can two years ago.

Hidan and Deidara:

Hidan: What the hell else has that cheap old bastard been cheating us on?!

Itachi: Well, you know that heavy-duty “surgical thread” that he used to sew your arms back on, Dei? Dental floss. Some of it pre-used.

Deidara: … is THAT why I’ll suddenly think I smell mints when I lift my arms?!

Itachi: And Hidan. You know that “really expensive” cologne he got you for your birthday last year? The one you wear all the time? It’s —

Hidan: Actually, I don’t really want to know. But it sure does explain the weird dreams and double-vision I have after I wear it for a day. Well, that and the urge to consume human flesh …

Itachi and Deidara:

Thank yoooou @amikotsu for giving me yet another funny idea to work with 😊💙

[sparkriel]

normal milk being the kind that’s bought regularly, like say if you’re asked to “get milk from the store” and no further details what is the assumed kind?

also, do you/did you used to assume that same kind was also the “normal” for most other households? my longwinded past sheltered homeschool kid experience below

my family growing up only ever bought skim milk, so then I thought that was Normal Milk and my aunt’s family was weird because they only got 2%, though it tasted awesome in cocoa puffs. family friend only ever got whole milk and that was VERY weird. I never understood those like milk or cookie commercials with the milkstache after drinking because skim milk doesn’t do that lol

that said i always liked 2% more, i just considered it a sort of treat milk lmao. this was of course back when I thought any and all fat was bad for you (it’s not). and now living with my girlfriend and best friend, they both grew up drinking whole milk and consider skim milk to taste “like water”, which I thought was crazy- but now our new “normal” household milk is whole milk! and now that I’ve adjusted i like it! and it definitely is more flavorful than skim, so if one grew up on that I can understand how skim would taste like water by comparison; since I grew up on skim though, skim milk is fine to me and whole milk is just extra delicious.

anyway yeah idk I’m always curious about people’s childhood perspectives on life and how other human packs live

[badpersonboogie]

☕️ anon here, and yes viktor and Jayce pass out after the shot (as it was basically an attempted murder suicide on Viktor’s end) and viktor being woken up by sky and Caitlyn making sure his core was stable.

In the hex gates while everyone fights the army Jayce had made, viktor lets Jayce kiss him hold him, grind against him like a dog in rut to distract the warmonger.

And viktor does make a good distraction as he could practically feel Jayce lust rolling off of him, to finally touch viktor after 5 years of fighting each other. Jayce needed viktor so badly, and with the recently discovered quirk with this new body, he wanted viktor to be in him and possibly baby trap him to be his partner again.

The army was defeated, who knew putting jinx in a healthy world would be able to inspire her to make weapons more destructive than Jayce’s.

Jayce is angry he failed, but god having viktor again was a somewhat equal price… basically for the third time in a row viktor gets kidnapped by a cuckoo for cocoa puffs Jayce. I do think at this point, Jayce has parted ways with singed in good terms, as they had a mutually beneficial agreement between them, so viktor won’t be seeing singed at the new base Jayce made.

Viktor is disturbed by the shrine in Jayce room towards him, his cane from when he was human was the center piece with his clothing and photos of him wrapped around it with candles and the whole works.

Also I should mention that post shot Jayce is bigger than he was originally to compromise with making sure the core inside him isn’t destroyed.

ohohoho!

when the hexgate's doors fell, there's a creature there. it startedmoving towards him. it was massive, even bigger than the creature vi and jinx's father had became. viktor saw the the blanket as a cloak, a strange face staring back at him. 'viktor,' jayce's distorted voice echoed in the large space.

'jayce,' viktor greeted carefully. a shaky exhale as the thump of footsteps came closer. a mass of metal, the color of one of jayce's arms and a part of his torso golden. distant, viktor thought that it matched filigree on his body. there was no time to get the batteries, an awful thought but the truth. viktor stepped away from it.

jayce was taller than him and now, viktor craned his head up to look into jayce's eyes. jayce reached for him and viktor didn't move away. as soon as jayce's hand touched him, feelings flooded into viktor. relief and wanting and love and exhaustion and wantingwantingwanting. jayce lifted him, arm sliding under viktor's knees.

jayce lifted viktor up to his face. he pressed his face into viktor's shoulder. viktor didn't even realize it because the emotions flooding him were so loud. 'jayce!' viktor gasped.

'viktor,' jayce whispered, viktor's name dripped with such anguish, 'i missed you so much.'

viktor wrapped his arms around jayce and leaned down to lean his head against his back. 'despite the circumstances, it's good to see you,' viktor murmured.

jayce's breath hitched amd viktor opened his eyes. he was in the void and jayce was in front of him. they were as they were, viktor before his illness took him and when he was put into this automaton body, jayce in the delierious relief when zaun gained independence and before he disappeared into the night and before viktor had put the hexcore in him. jayce gathered him into his arms, viktor throwing his arms around him.

their lips crashed together and they both sighed into it. jayce cradled him close here too. they kissed and kissed as jayce's hands moved. when they settled, his fingers dug into viktor's skin. jayce pulled viktor even closer then laid gently laid him down. as viktor looked up at his face, his vision flickered between this world the physical. jayce's massive body was laying him down on the room floor too.

jayce was bigger than him but here and now, he was so much bigger that viktor felt like an actual doll in his arms. jayce's strange mask of a face nuzzled into his shoulder then pressed a kiss to his cheek. viktor turned his head and kissed him. massive hands came up to wrap around his waist. 'jayce,' viktor sighed.

'yeah,' jayce's two voices answered, 'yeah.'

'stop this,' viktor sad softly, 'let us do this again as partners. at least for one last time.'

'what? one last time?' jayce laid his vision-hand on viktor's chest. 'you will always be my partner.'

'then stop this,' viktor pleased, 'then i will be yours forever.'

jayce's hazel eyes flashed. he leaned in. 'do you mean it? viktor, please, do you mean it?' and there was such desperation in his voice.

'i have always been yours, jayce,' viktor said softly, even when he left. he couldn't hurt or even hate jayce even after everything he had done. to him or to the world.

jayce breathed out shakily and his shoulders slumped. 'then i'll stop,' jayce's distorted from his physical voice answered.

'thank you,' viktor murmured. there was such relief.

jayce stared at him. 'i was really that bad?' viktor looked at him with confuson. 'that you have to thank me.' jayce kissed him. 'i love you,' he said viktor's lips. his vision-hands traveled down. he laid them on viktor's thighs then lifted them. he pressed their hips together as his physical body pressed his hand on viktor's stomach. viktor gasped as jayce rolled his hips against his.

lighting raced down viktor's spine and his arms around jayce's shoulders. jayce pressed kisses against his cheeks. 'you're mine, viktor, all mine,' he growled into viktor's ears as his hips kept moving.

'y-yes,' viktor managed to say, 'yours.' and jayce's physical body growled. he pressed his fingertips onto viktor's seemingly-porcelain body. jayce's fingers sank into him and viktor gasped. he didn't know how to describe jayce's fingers in him except so good. he came, he had no other word for it, when such pleasure ripped through him. his vision whited out and all he could do was cling onto jayce.

jayce kissed the edge of viktor's teary eyes as his hips were still moving. viktor writhed, fingers scrambling against jayce's back. 'jayce,' viktor almost sobbed.

jayce cupped viktor's face then tilted it up. 'nothing can take you away from me. not even death.' and he had already proven that. jayce tucked him to his side, hand rubbing viktor's back.

'so you will stop this?' viktor murmured.

jayce paused. fuck, what had he done? he broken this promise, he had gone against their dream, had betrayed his partner, his twin star. 'yes,' jayce looked into viktor's eyes, 'yes, anything you want.' viktor kissed him.

(their version of a cottage by the stream is house prison in a tiny island near piltover hjlhlkjh ximena and caitlyn visit and viktor lets them talk to jayce and goes to garden. and when they finish talking to jayce, they come to check up on him)

[astrangeghost]

coo-coo on my cocoa puffs till i THE HUMAN GOVERNMENT IS POISIONING THE BIRD SOCIETY WITH THEIR ADDICTIVE CEREAL

[maze-of-sweets]

-EVIL GIGGLING-

ahem ahem -pulls out list-

Cocoa pebbles with Sunny-D instead of milk recommendation. If you don't like chocolate milk unless it's from something specific then this is great <3 it's like pure sugar as well-

Raspberries, blueberries and blackberries with whipped cream. Really good.

And uh I do NOT promote eating chemicals. BUT. Cheese puffs in pool water is good and I don't know why and it just needs to be said. Don't try this please.

ALSO ALSO do you like pasta? This is a VERY important question<3 /j

-gooey machinery fellas

- i have not had cocoa puffs BUT I HAVE SEEN THE COMMERCIAL!!!! my favorite cereal is peanut butter captain crunch!!!! count chocula is a close second!!!!

- we do not like sunny d, it was all we could drink for a week while we were sick a few months ago and i am not convinced that if we drink it i will feel the same way i did when i had covid again

- I LOVE FRUIT. I LOVE FRUIT SO FREAKING MUCH. slime made this one thing for me that’s like marshmallow goop with whipped cream and cream cheese and it is the greatest thing i’ve ever tasted. you dip fruit in it and it is DELICIOUS.

- i love eating chemicals!!! i’m all about some red 40 genuinely. i think instead of human cravings i now just crave chemicals!! i also sometimes on accident eat our face wash. it isn’t terrible!!!

- I FREAKING LOVE PASTA. apparently in the fall we go mushroom foraging with a bunch of our friends and we make a big mushroom pasta and do a potluck!!! and for us it doubles as a little bone hunting mission because we heart finding bones!!

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Francine control card : r/americandad

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No funnel cakes or monkey bread. Any kind of bread you tear apart.

Only regular Cheerios.

No music with saxophone.

No temperatures above sixty-five degrees Fahrenheit.

No duets featuring Michael MacDonald.

No cinnamon. Its aroma is too primal.

No takeout boxes with clear plastic tops.

Male nipples must remain covered at all times.

No Gillette Venus razors.

No putting greens, leafy greens, or punk rock teens.

Absolutely no aquariums.

None of those clown scarves you can keep pullin’ on forever.

No references to sassy black comediennes, up to and including Mo’nique.

No white gardenia scented candles.

No grand openings or grand re-openings of any kind.

Don’t let her see any very old or very new cars.

No stemless wine glasses.

No skewered foods.

No goatees, no soul patches, no fu manchus.

No yuzu or hamachi, especially in conjunction with one another.

No Israeli couscous, and I mean zero.

No operational oil derricks.

No old-timey hand-painted signs.

No buffets that serve Alaskan king crab legs.

No tunnels!

No Sam Elliott!

No saganaki or any other food that is served flaming or sizzling.

No Jeff Dunham puppets except for the old man one. Actually no, just no Jeff Dunham puppets.

No talk of times gone by or days of yore.

No rhyming.

No roughhousing around pools.

No radio stations that play music from the ‘80s, ‘90s, and even today.

No Fiji water, no Fugee music.

No bass solos that start like, Bum bumbum boom bambabamba boom boom.

No provocative textures like corduroy.

Under no circumstances is she to see the naked haunches of a horse.

No Cocoa Puffs or any other cereals that drive their mascots insane.

No bulging carrots. You know the kind.

Steer discussion away from the Lambda.

No free skate at the roller rink.

No soft cheeses.

No BeeGees except for Maurice.

No chicken fries!

No breaded da.

No photographing rabbits.

Allowed to handle Post-Its but one at a time.

No discussion of what the Noid is up to now.

No snapping into Slim Jims.

No darker shade of pale (actual shades, not the song).

No backsies.

No black toe tennis in cold climates.

Pre-approved foods: unbuttered wheat bread.

No adult braces.

No embraces.

No erotic parking meters.

Francine sees them as silver dicks.

No polka dots.

Francine sees them as dicks aimed at her.

Head-on dicks.

No thick stripes.

No plaid.

Pickles are okay.

No looking at the sun.

No joysticks.

No talks of menses or loose endses.

Foods must have at least three ingredients that were previously food.

No mention of the docks episodes of The Wire.

No kissing on the mouth.

No skin to skin contact with humans or bats.

Nothing over 5.1 surround sound.

No sweetbreads.

No telling Francine what sweetbreads are.

No always fast-forward through the flaming bull scenes in The Last Unicorn.

No hailstones!

No butterflies or metamorphosis.

Approved Crayon colors: Winter Beige, Docker’s Brown, Dorian Gray.

Fluorescent lighting must have the buzz of neon.

No tentacled mollusks.

No vore porn.

No gabled roofs.

No cellular signal bars longer than 3mm.

No Darker Shade of Pale (Yes, the song).

No gamey meats.

No Vulcanized rubber.

No Stetsons.

Medium cheddar only.

No Shannon Sharpe highlights.

Absolutely no mention of Dick Butkus.

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You are a legend for this

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Wonder how many of these have actually been broken in other episodes.

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I mean, no temperatures above 65° is literally just impossible. I can't say for certain but I'd bet their thermostat in the episode where Klaus has the clicker madness is set above that to begin with!

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They did go to Saudia Arabia for at least a week. And she went wild with singing and dancing.

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Shannon Sharpe, sharpening a machete. Going to catch an alien and eat some spaghetti.

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These executive orders are really getting out of hand.

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As someone who lives 10 miles from the White House, I lauged... then cried a little ugggghhh

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[sailormoonrewrite]

An Update on The Situation from a Few Weeks Ago

So, my regulars on here know I posted something about the bit of drama I stupidly started over fanfiction, and I decided to update everyone on how that's going.

I'm happy to say that I and the author worked things through and that they're a genuinely lovely person. What I did was inexcusable, and I had no right to come onto their story and act coco for cocoa puffs, and they had every right to shun me and reject my apology. But they didn't. They forgave me and let bygones be bygones, and I really respected that and them.

Because of this, I decided to reread the story for what it is rather than what I want it to be, which is excellent. It's up to chapter 8 now, and most of the criticisms, like Zelda being too passive and Link being too cruel, are starting to be addressed. We see more of Zelda taking charge of situations and how her sweet and friendly face with Link is more of a facade to hide the hurt he made her feel when he left her alone. This idea is interesting, and I wonder how it will affect her partnership with Link the more time they spend together. Will her feelings of betrayal boil over? Will she decide to move on from Link now that he's starting to be interested in her? I don't know, but I can't wait to see. As for Link, we're getting more into his trauma and the fact that he does feel guilty for letting his bitterness and anguish consume him for all those years, which I do appreciate since his characterization and the fact he didn't seem to receive too many consequences was the main complaint. As for the relationship I criticized harshly, it should not be seen as the healthiest in these early chapters. There's a lot of trauma, controlling behavior, and codependency with them. Honestly, I don't see or like them together at this point because I just think they'd make each other worse, and I still don't get why Zelda likes Link to the point of sacrificing her humanity for him, but maybe that's the point. We may find out as the story goes on that Zelda and Link will have to face the fact they both messed up in their relationship and they can't just ignore the problems by running away from them or covering them up with a smile. It's a very mature outlook, and I credit the author.

On the subject of that, though, I do have to thank another commenter for giving me a more nuanced outlook on Link. During my first read-through, admittedly,y I was very unfair to this version of Link since I thought he was too far from his standard characterization in the game proper and just saw him as a jerk who takes advantage of Zelda's infinite kindness and love for him before barging into her life now that she seemed like his manic pixie girl again, and while to an extent I still think that he does get off a bit too quickly with Zelda and his friends, the commenter helped me realized I did I take a one-dimensional look at his situation. It seems like this Link doesn't have all his memories back from the games and has a hard time reconciling who he was and who he is now, which isn't helped by his feelings for Zelda and her feelings for who he was, so I guess I can understand why he would get mad at her for what happened. However, I still don't think it makes it okay for him to humiliate her in public before refusing to speak to her for years on end and then trying to control elements of her life, but I think the story knows this, so I'll reserve judgment in the meantime.

And honestly, that's what I should've done in the first place. Reserve judgment. I blew up and had an insane meltdown on chapter 5, instead of waiting to see where the story was going. Most of my criticisms were addressed. Link realizes how wrong he was for putting his trauma above Zelda's well-being and leaving her. Zelda's passivity masks the hurt she feels deep down while still being in love with the person who did that to her.

I'm excited to see where this story goes and where the characters are taken.

Now, I'm not a fan of Link or his relationship with Zelda yet -honestly, I just want her to move on from him and get with Prince Charming- but my opinion did change after I made another attempt at judging it based on its own merits, not my wants.

I am glad to have read the story, and I'm even more thrilled they are continuing. I can't wait to see the catharsis that comes in the end, and this experience has taught me a lot. Do I regret what I did? Yes. Very much so. Would I take it back if I could? More than anything. However, it did force me to confront an ugly side of myself that I don't like to think about too much. I can have a temper, be controlling, and be overzealous with my thoughts and headcanons. Is that fine with my own books and fanfictions? I suppose. But with other people's? No. It's not. This is their cake, not mine, and they should be able to bake it however they want. If I had something to say about it, I should've said it more congenially and waited until it was first out of the mixing stage.

Overall, I learned from this that you have to be nice on the internet. The world isn't Twitter or X. You don't have to be mean to get your point across, and when somebody is creating something that's not your favorite thing, at least wait until it's done before you try a piece.

I was wrong in this situation, and if I just waited a couple more weeks, then everything I was angry about would've been addressed anyway.

I'm happy I was able to work things out with the author and get a new perspective on the story from someone who took the time to speak to me.

Anyways, that's all from me right now.

Still working on the next episode and hope to have it out by the end of February.