#I really love peanuts

[onewhale]

| you deserve it 😉|

I will celebrate this moment forever and never get tired of it🥳🥳🥳

[robiinurheart33]

What if ghost had a stuffed toy he had since he was a kid

What if in the fire the only thing he managed to save was a little bunny with floppy ears and fur matted from the long years of Simon drooling, hugging and loving him?

What if the only thing he has left was the stuffed bunny and for a very, very long while he kept it stuffed in a box along with things from the fire they barely managed to save and the ear was slightly singed and covered with a thick layer of soot

What if one day Ghost had a panic attack and the only thing that could comfort him was the box in the closet and when he found the bunny he got so emotional he held it against his face and tried to gather the last comforting smells his house had, even if it smelled mostly of mothballs, burning fire and alcohol

What if ghost washed the bunny after a long 10 years, worried that his tears would soak through the soot on the bunny and remain permeant on the fur

What if Ghost scrubbed and scrubbed the toy the whole night, fear griping his heart at ruining the last thing that came from his childhood

What if he kept the bunny under tight security like it was his life savings or passport

What if everytime he sunk too deep into his head ghost would bring out the bunny, cry and then wash it again like a cycle

What if years later soap becomes his new bunny and ghost allows him to be his new safe space and comfort

What if years later after wars and missiles, ghost and soap settle down together and above their fireplace, next to their married photo is bunny leaning against the frame and looking matted and worn out, but loved all the same.

[mayeflies]

mushooms :D

[jirachuuu]

Don’t even try to deny🙂‍↔️

We’re both going home satisfied🙂‍↕️,

let’s go for it just for the night🫣

[kaluwa-del-conte]

🏝️

[tiktaaliker]

*specifically referring to stuff like "the pies placed a fax machine in the oven" or "the worms dug tunnels under the wormhole".

these are all SPECIFICALLY meant to be things that weren't usually relevant if at all to the plot/game of blaseball, just small stuff, hence the exclusion of things like wimdies or the chaos of all you can eat or the actual ballpark expansions themselves

no "other" option but if theres something i missed PLEASE tell me in the tags. these are the sorts of things that really made blaseball blaseball for me yknow

[bigdumbbambieyes]

Steve comes home tired from work, barely able to muster up even a smile for Billy as he shuts the front door behind him, leaning against it with all his weight as he toes off his shoes and Billy smirks at him from where he’s standing in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

“Long day, peanut?” He asks as he sets down his knife, leaving the chopped carrot where it lays on the cutting board in favour of wiping his hands and going over to Steve.

Who, as he sets down his tote bag and backpack, pulls a little pout and whines as he stumbles over to Billy, reaching his arms out for a much-needed hug.

Billy meets him there, in front of the fridge with their grocery list and vacation pictures stuck to it with magnets, and wraps his arms around his boyfriend with a soft smile, feeling Steve bury his face into his neck, hiding away.

He thumbs over the fabric of Steve’s shirt as he rests one hand on his pretty boy’s upper back and the other down at his lower back, feeling the weight of Steve’s arms around his shoulders and the rest of him as the brunet leans against him.

“‘m tired,” Steve mumbles, his breath warm on Billy’s skin.

“You should lay down on the couch for a bit,” he mumbles in return, sliding his hand down a little lower so he can squeeze Steve’s ass, unable to help himself.

And Steve really must be tired because he doesn’t tell Billy to stop, doesn’t push his hand away with a playful look, he just lets him do whatever he wants as he begins to complain and vent about his day.

“I hate this company,” Billy lowers his other hand, gives him another squeeze with both, “Wanna quit so bad but the job market is fucking stupid,” Billy gives his ass a couple little pats back to back, “HR is so fucking clueless and toxic, I don’t know how the manager’s still here,” Billy squeezes again, a little longer, “Maybe I should just work in food service again, for a bit…”

Billy frowns, “You hated that, too.”

“Yeah, but at least I got to leave work at work and come home to you without anything nagging in the back of my mind.”

“Aww,” Billy grins, pulling Steve’s shirt from where it’s tucked into his pants, just so he can slide his hands up the back of it and touch, “You just wanna come home and think about me and nothing else?

Steve kisses his neck and nods, “Even though you’re a pain in my ass — which you’ve been playing with this entire time.”

“You didn’t tell me to stop, so,” Billy hums, turning his head to kiss Steve’s cheekbone and whispering into his ear playfully, “Sorry your life sucks and you hate your job.”

Steve snorts a soft laugh at that and pulls away just enough to look into Billy’s eyes, his expression already softened and warm just from a few minutes of cuddling in their kitchen, his shoulders relaxed from where they’d been up by his ears, “How was class?” He asks softly, gently bumping their noses together.

Billy returns the gentle nuzzle, staring into those chocolate buttons Steve calls his eyes as he recalls his day on campus, “S’fine,” he mutters, “Classes are just starting so it was mostly syllabus stuff, easy shit.”

“Mm, lucky you,” Steve smirks, eyeing Billy’s lips, his want obvious.

“Yeah, lucky me,” Billy returns the smirk, watching Steve because he loves to and can.

A long beat of silence passes, the two of them wrapped up in one another, until Steve mutters, “Fucking kiss me already…”

“So demanding,” Billy chastises playfully as he closes the distance between them, pressing his mouth to Steve’s for a long kiss, giving him a few more in quick succession before pulling away and pulling his hands from Steve’s shirt and patting his ass again, “Go lay down, I’ll join you once the soup’s going.”

“Okay,” Steve murmurs happily, giving Billy another kiss before untangling himself from his boyfriend and going to do as he says.

When Billy follows him not five minutes later, he finds Steve sleeping.

He lets his pretty boy rest.

[bfpierce]

do you guys think hawkeye knows about snoopy? snoopy is still kinda new but do you guys think he likes snoopy?

[onesnoopyaday]

🌻 🧱 Redraw of Snoopy's debut in Peanuts on October 4th 1950! 74 years ago today :D (original under the cut)

Snoopy #3

4/10/2024

[foryouthegays]

i cant figure out how to phrase this as a poll so reblog game: tell me in the tags which of these you make at home more often than you buy them/whatever you want idfk:

peanut butter whipped cream 'easy' baked goods (cookies, cake, brownies, etc) (but not from a mix) 'hard' baked goods (croissants, macaroons, etc) (are there mixes for this stuff?)* jam/jelly pasta (without filling) pasta (with filling)

*dont fuckin ask me how to classify this stuff. id say if you need a scale and its like Pray To The Gods For Correct Humidity its hard and if its ehhh yeah you can throw some more vanilla in there as a treat its easy

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

JADE: look. if they didnt want me to eat the dog treats, why did they flavor them like people food???

[kryptonbabe]

It saddens me to realize how Peanuts is seen as cutesy and harmless when it started as a savage comic strip dealing with themes of anxiety, existentialism and mundane cruelty

[cri-cri-de-boa]

The bisexual fail girl queen 👑 yeey

(Brazilian meme) As duas se amam mas palmeirense é palmeirense...

[mxwhore]

My older brother gifted me a cool shirt i picked but i cant stop thinking about how much better it would look boobless 😔😔

[pearl-kite]

Want to see some neat things about how irises grow?

Remember when I dug up and divided ALL of my irises at my parents' place a few years back? And how I ended up with 50 rhizomes, and I had bought 9 more just a bit before that?

Well, my mom wants to try to amend the soil because it's not great. Most of the irises have just been surviving, but not well enough to bloom, and everything else planted in the area struggles similarly. In order to amend the soil, though, I needed to dig them all up.

Again.

I dug up 44 rhizomes this time, which is honestly a bit better than I expected. I knew that not all of the ones I put in were going to survive, but I was still surprised by how many I just dug up today.

Anyway, the learning bit!

So irises aren't bulbs, they're rhizomes. Each year they put up leaves at one end, and over time they kind of end up migrating in that direction. If they do really well at gathering and storing energy, instead of just continuing forward, they'll fork, putting up leaves on two sides and a stalk with blooms in the center. The following year, the pattern continues, going forward from each side of that fork. If a rhizome does REALLY well, you'll end up with a bunch of forks spreading out.

The one on the left has survived, but not gone very far, and the white at the end shows that I accidentally broke some of the old rhizome off when I was digging it back up. It also happens to be a dwarf variety, so the rhizome is smaller to begin with; all my other photos are of intermediate and tall bearded irises with much larger rhizomes.

The one on the right has done well enough to grow forward for a few years, with the oldest of the rhizome at the bottom (still healthy and full of stored energy!) and the newest year's growth at the top. Looking at the rhizome itself, I'd guess that one is about 4 years (which makes sense, 'cause I think I did the splitting back in 2020).

The one on the left bloomed this year; you can see the flower stalk dried out in the center, and the new fork in the rhizome to the sides. Next year, they'll continue in those two directions, and it won't go forward from the stalk any longer.

The one on the right bloomed a few years back, and though it kept growing forward from there, it hasn't bloomed since. The other side of the fork also died off, and it's now only growing in one direction again.

Last but most certainly not least we have THIS beast. This one has bloomed the last two or three years in a row. I honestly can't tell if the guy at the bottom right is part of the same rhizome or another one I planted too close that got subsumed by this monster, because it took ten minutes to get most of the clay off and there was still more. I'll need to actually rinse it off with the hose to really see if it's all one plant or two.

But I'm 95% sure that this guy is going to bloom again next year because of those nubs down along the bottom. They were below the soil, and they're too thick to be new roots, so I'm guessing that's what future growth looks like. Honestly, this guy should probably be divided, but I also don't want to ruin the chance of it blooming next year, so I'm going to put him back in the dirt as is and maybe divide next year after blooming season.

Anyway, irises are my favorite, and I think it's intriguing how they work. I'm hoping that we can get the soil a bit more balanced and that they'll do better after replanting them, because even though I just dug up 44, we only had 4 or 5 bloom this year. They aren't thriving in the soil as-is, because for as long as they've been established we should have had more blooming than that. It was still the best year since dividing them, though.

I've brought a bunch of them over to my apartment and I'm going to try them out in containers, mostly the dwarf varieties I had. ONE of the dwarfs bloomed this year and it was gorgeous, but I'm hoping the rest will do better in new soil with some extra attention.

[ollieofthebeholder]

listening to TMAGP 12 like

Me: Wow, that episode hit all the buttons and gave me a delightfully creepy feeling while also making me want to hug just about everyone and bumping Alice specifically several notches up my Blorbo List. Me: ... Me: I bet Alex wrote it. Post-Credit Roll: This episode was written by Alexander J. Newall... Me: Bingo.