#NY JERKY

[trivialbob]

Today I didn't work. So I had time for a little motorcycle trip.

First I stopped at Minnesota's Largest Candy Store, a little south of the Twin Cities area in the city of Jordan. Not only does this place boast the state's largest selection of candy, it also claims giant selections of soda pop, puzzles, and chips. Oh, and as you will notice, the largest application of yellow paint in the state.

When I first got inside my ears were pelted with "Mom! Mom! Mom! Dad! Mom! Look at this! I want... I want... I want... Mom! Mom!"

Yet another store that needs an adult swim hour.

A big selection of pies, homemade sauces, pastas, and such, the sort of things you might give as gifts, lines shelves. There is plenty of beef jerky and sticks. All sorts of decorations and non-edible things are there to look at too.

Seeing all that candy gave me a sweet tooth. I bought a bunch, then ate as much as a 9-year-old on Halloween night would consume before coming home and paying the daddy tax. At my house the daddy tax used to be red (cherry, not strawberry or watermelon) flavored pieces of assorted candy of my choosing.

Today I wanted all the sour candy, like Zotz. My tongue hurts now from all the fizzy stuff I ate. Those Sour Smog Balls were tasty. I'm glad I later gave the box to Jack (after having a few samples), otherwise I surely would have finished it all today and made myself sick.

After the candy store I went to Schmidt's Meat Market, in the small town of Nicollet (pop. 1200). The town is really small, the shop is really good.

I bought a NY strip steak for dinner tonight. That wasn't all. They have my favorite meat sticks, ones that have great flavors and the perfect ratio of moistness (little) to dryness (a bit more).

I also got a huge stick of summer sausage. The woman helping me asked if I wanted it sliced. I hemmed and hawed, trying to decide. Sliced would be convenient, but it's such a large stick I want to leave it whole to stay at peak freshness.

She smiled at my indecision and nicely offered, "You know what I can do, I'll cut in in half. I'll wrap the unsliced half in paper, and put the slices of the other half in a plastic bag."

Ingenious!!!!

From the meat shop it's a 20-25 minute drive to Jack's house. The route is mostly wide-open back roads, with no traffic and no cops. You do smell the "agriculture" though. My motorcycle stretched its legs, within reason. Its MPG average also decreased significantly too.

At Jack's house I hung out with him, Ali, and their dogs Lily and Luca. I gave Jack some of the meat sticks and also a gift box of cinnamon roll ingredients I picked up at the candy store. He also got the box of Sour Smog Balls and promptly offered me one of the cherry-flavored pieces!

Excuse me now. I need to go brush my teeth a few times.

[shyanshippingsociety]

Shyan Shipping Society - NY Fic Exchange 2023

hello! for our first event of the year, we were delighted to host our third new years exchange, with some incredible art (hosted on our server!) and fics! i’m so excited to bring them to you so let’s get into it! CHECK OUT THE AO3 COLLECTION HERE!

a prayer becomes a vow by idkspookystuff | T, 3K, complete

A newsboy keeps breaking into Shane and Sara's apartment. Shane is intrigued.

TMS Hot Tub Livestream by PlatinumPussycat208 | T, 1K, complete

“Welcome to our VERY FIRST hot tub charity fundraising livestream!” Ryan announced. Beside him, Shane bounced up and down, making the brim of his hat flap, and giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world.

the sigil marked upon you by icantturnthisthingoff | M, 4K, complete

Ryan's always known he was different, up until the age of 15 he had never met another person with a wrist bereft of a name. All he had was a stupid birthmark, but how was he to know of what that birthmark meant.

Ring by teresa_agasgi | T, 1K, complete

Shane & Ryan ring in the new year on a quiet night in.

California Stars by ouijaboy | M, 3K, complete

Ryan first heard the tale when he was riding the Tejon Pass two years ago. And it’s a hell of a story - one he’s entertained Shane with on many a warm night in the fields… The story of Holloway’s Map.

Now I know that here, here I am. by Blue__Jay | E, 12K, in-progress

Shane is unravelling at the seams.

At a first glance, there is nothing out of the ordinary in the jerky movements of his long limbs or the pinch to his brow as he readjusts the frame of the puppet theatre one-handed. Most would call it focus, intense and uninterruptable focus. Ryan calls it a red flag.

OR: Ryan notices something is wrong, Shane has a confession, and together they discover who they are

Shane and Ryan Learn Things At Folk School - Weird Wonderful World by mild_mannered_apricot | M, 5K, complete

In an episode of Weird Wonderful World Shane and Ryan attend a folk school and learn some various crafts. They also learn about the feelings they have for each other. Also Shane gets incredibly horny over Ryan blacksmithing.

We’ve Come A Long Way by Fluffycorn_njst | T, 3K, complete

It’s almost time for the premiere of the newest season of Puppet History and Shane’s hard at work with its upcoming episodes. Ryan stumbles upon his longtime friend working late at night, and after a few shared moments of fondness and pride for how far they’ve come, he finds that their future is not done giving them one more surprise.

Chaotic Good by ChilledLime | T, 1K, complete

Shane didn't expect ghosts to care so much about his interpersonal relationships.

the five times other people noticed (and the one time they did too) by idkspookystuff | T, 2K, complete

Everyone in the office knew Shane and Ryan were dating, save for Shane and Ryan (& Steven).

hope you enjoy! please leave a kudo and a comment if you enjoyed an author’s fic, it really encourages us! 

happy new year from the sss mods! we have so many great plans for 2023; feel free to join us on discord and/or follow us here on tumblr so you don’t miss any of them! thank you to our members for an amazing 2022 and we hope to continue to be a safe place for you to create and form friendships in the new year!

- the mods <3

[blubushie]

do you stim and if so how? sorry if that's personal, i do and i'm curious how others stim

No wukkas mate, you're fine!

I don't stim in any way that's really noticeable.

In the past few months I've been gradually willing myself into breaking my dermatophagia habits. I used to obsessively bite my nails and the skin around my nails in addition to picking at them. I've been doing this since I was about three and I reckon it started because my nails used to be so long that they were outright uncomfortable and I started mutilating them to get rid of that feeling (this is speculation, but I think it's what happened because the longer they are, the higher my drive to bite them).

I still relapse and bite sometimes when I zone out but I usually catch myself before I end up biting them so low that you can tell they've been bitten. My nails have come a very long way from what they looked like a few years ago and I'll admit it's definitely something I'm very self-conscious about since they were so short they bled sometimes and I got made fun of it a lot when I was in school.

Right now the longest is my left thumb. The only nails I have short (and plan to keep at their current length) are my trigger and middle fingers on my left hand for reasons. Mostly for work though—if the trigger finger is long I'm worried about bumping my rifle because she's a hair trigger and having her fire before I'm ready.

Sometimes when I'm focused on something that doesn't require my hands, I'll rub the pad of my trigger finger over the edge of my thumb nail but I only do this on my left hand and I reckon I'll stop once I get used to the feeling of having a long nail there. For the first time since I was around 5 my nail is growing away from the bed and I can feel the edge of the nail when I touch the tip of my thumb and that hasn't happened for about 17 years so it's gonna take some getting used to.

Any other stimming I have isn't noticeable as stimming and usually just passed off as Bloke Shit. I scratch the left side of my jaw when I'm nervous, I scratch the back of my neck and won't make eye contact when I'm embarrassed or flustered, I scratch my right sideburn when I'm thinking about something. If I'm really nervous because there's a lot of people around I rub my thumb over the corkscrew on my pocketknife or I go through ny keyring while it's in my vest. All of this is funny to me because I use my right hand for these things despite being left-handed.

If I'm holding a knife sometimes I'll brush the sharp edge across the pad of my right thumb when I'm thinking about something. I don't make a habit of handling knives unless I'm using them, so this only happens when someone starts talking to me or I'm whittling and start zoning out.

I chew the inside of my lip/cheeks a lot. It's worse when I'm really anxious/in a high-stress situatiation and I once had to go to hospital because I was being yelled at by a teacher and almost chewed a hole all the way through to the front. I had to get two stitches and the teacher noticed because I couldn't swallow the blood in time (I also later threw up most of that blood at hospital).

Nowadays I mostly keep the oral stimming under wraps with things people wouldn't recognise as stimming unless you know me personally. I chew jerky for ten minutes at a time until it's soft. I smoke. I suck on TicTacs. I put a toothpick between my lips and roll that back and forth. I chew on clover or kangaroo grass.

I want to make a point that these only happen around people. I chainsmoke in cities. The more people there are, the worst I am. If I'm sitting outside a pub I'm probably smoking. If I'm inside a pub I'm sitting in a corner by myself and peoplewatching. I don't sit at the bar because people can come up behind me where I can't see but if I'm having a rougher evening I'll stand with my back against the bar and spin a yarn with the bartender if I know him.

If I'm by myself I don't do any of this shit aside from rubbing my thumb nail. It only happens around people (probably because I'm antisocial and people make me very nervous).

All this is to say I don't stim in ways people notice. I probably have some stims that I've never actually realised I'm doing or noticed as stims. Some of the behaviours I've picked up from my dad who aside from PTSD is neurotypical—for example, Dad also fidgets with his keys when he's thinking about something.

I think it's less a matter of stim and possibly just me having busy hands. I always have to be doing something and it's hard for me to ever really relax. I've never successfully meditated for example and the only time I get the clearheaded effect meditation is supposed to provide is when I'm looking down a scope, so there's that. Work is prayer.

[grapecaseschoices]

hi!! 9, 15 & 18 for Alana & Josnel from the oc asks? <3

9) How easily does your oc make friends? Do they have difficulty talking to new people? Why?

Alana: I think Alana makes acquaintances easier than she makes friends. Or at least close friends. I think outside of the band, most of her friends came through Seven and many left in the aftermath.

Lana is very sweet and pretty so she attracts people to her like flies. Her aesthetic is warm and her vibe is friendly. So even grumpy/jerky souls want to either be near her or see if they can push her buttons. However, she can be easy to take advantage of and she also is the Smile Through The Pain sort. She doesn't want people to worry about her. So that can be hard to form a true connection with, in either direction.

However, though she is a bit on the more reserved/shy side, she is all right with new people because she is determined to be kind.

BJ: Bethany Josnel is kind of the flip. Because he isn't-- it isn't that he would rather not ever talk to new people, but ... he would be okay if it was ... less. He isn't bad about approaching people or people approaching him, but it tends to be yhe other way around. While Seven is why people stuck around for Alana, for Josnel he is why they approached. BJ dresses like a prep meets a college professor off stage and he can come off looking stern.

Though he is very serious and is the Dad Friend, he is responsible and actually rather warm. He has a good head on his shoulders and is MatureTM, so people WANT to have him around. He's also at that age where people around him are starting to value knowing someone like him, where when he was younger it got him teased.

15) What is your oc’s favourite time of day? Why is this? Do they have a daily practice during this time?

BJ: I think though he prefers early morning: because he can wake up early, write, and practice the piano without being disturbed -- I feel he has a soft spot for late afternoon. The sunset time. Maybe he is just partial to the times of day when the suns rays are less intense, but I feel he just finds sunset time to be soothing and relaxing. Especially during spring/early summer and fall. I imagine he goes for walks - when he has the time for it - in his cardigan like the old man he is. Actually, I do wonder if he does make a point to having break time around those hours. It will be interesting to see that interrupted with the show.

Alana: She is also an early riser. But I feel she enjoys 10-11am time. She probably feels like it is a good shopping time and it leads up to lunch. I feel she also she also likes the night time, mostly when it's starry out. NY will be disappointing vecause you can't see the stars but I also feel she will be wowed by the twinkle of the signs and NYC vibrancy at night time.

I imagine she likes to stay up reading or watching films with loved ones. I bet she also has like a creative activity. Not sure what yet. Maybe sewing?

18) How does your oc fare in an emergency situation? Do they panic, do they freeze, do they take charge?

BJ: dad. friend. Man is a walking fanny pack. Where did that water bottle come from? His hands were empty before! Nvm that, takena stick of gum to calm your nerves. He has all the right numbers written down in his wallet AND on his phone, even a few memorized. He has plans! I feel when he meets a situation that doesn't fit his preconceived plans, he gets a bit flustered. But as long as he has someone to care for -- he is okay. The issue is when he's on his own, I imagine ...

Lana: She actually has a rather good head. It is isnt that she doesn't momentarily have moments of Concern - about the situation or her abilities [she is my other V. Insecure babe] - but something just take over her. She doesn't let it control her in yhe moment. Maybe its part of that suppress so others don't worry thing. She doesn't take charge but she cab if she has to; more so as she grows more confident. She is here to be a clear headed follower and support.

Thanks for the ask hun 🥰

[lockoutkey]

there’s a dead deer in front of our friends house and my mom just called my uncle asking if he would go and butcher it cause our friend said we could have it but i’m pissed cause i’m literally on the road back to NY so i won’t get any of the deer. there is free deer jerky soon and i won’t get any. what the fuck.

[noahxstjames]

𝐍𝐎𝐀𝐇 𝐒𝐓. 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

full name: Noah “Saint” St. James

gender & pronouns: Cisman & he/his

age & date of birth: 28 July 13, 1994

where do they live: Downtown

time living in lockwood springs: 14 years

occupation: NHL Player (Medical Leave) + Part time snowboard instructor

positive traits: athletic, deliberate, suave

negative traits: caustic, competitive,  inconsiderate, self-absorbed,

face claim: Jacob Elordi

inspo: pinterest

twin to: @hazelstjames / cousin to: @frankie-ackerman & @ezraackerman

FULL BIO HERE

OVERVIEW 

(death tw, murder tw, grief tw, anger tw, bullying tw)

Grew up to tech mogul parents who were killed when he was 12.

He and his sister went to live their grandma but between grief and old age she died within 2 years.

Sad times bad times mad times, Noah and his sister are relocated to an estranged aunt on their mom’s side in Lockwood Springs, living with cousins Frankie and Ezra, though Frankie was already off by the time they moved in. 

Now 14, he starts HS and is a bit of a bully as he deals with grief and change 

Vvv athletic, it makes him popular and he plays a bunch of sports before rediscovering his passion for ice hockey (he’d played as a kid in ny)

Goes to Minnesota for college/hockey before getting into the NHL

in 2018 his ex gf @lily-dupont​ is involved in a scandal and bad press rubs off on him/he doesn’t get resigned

gets signed 6 months later and keeps on his best behavior until an injury keeps him from the 2022/2023 season.

back in lockwood and on the mend, doing ots of pt and part time snowboard instructor (volunteer) 

HEADCANONS

The St. James’ company went public in 2017, with Noah and his sister having large shares

In HS he did football, swim team and ice hockey before switching to ice hockey as his focus but he also ended up spending a lot of time climbing and enjoys speed climbing.

Has tattoos of his parents death date and his grandmas

Great at pop culture reference – you definitely want him on your team at trivia night 

Friends call him Saint and in hs all his unofficial player gear said Saint 

CONNECTIONS

NYC childhood friends he stayed in contact with

NYC childhood friends he lost contact with

People he bullied in HS (circa 2008 – 2012)

Old football teammates / swim teammates / hockey teammates / rock climbing friends

Someone with an unrequited HS crush on him

Unexpected friendship from HS that lasted (since he’s a jerky jock ya know)

Hookups / One Night Stands (he’s bi so come one come all)

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[townandcountrysolutions]

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While going for a climb, you ought to abstain from wearing gleaming items or dim dresses as they draw in the honey bees. Likewise, try not to wear cologne, fragrances, and solid aromas as honey bees are additionally drawn in by them. At the point when you experience a hive, you really should keep away from jerky developments, as they can incite the honey bees to assault.

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That being said, you ought to abstain from tragically standing set up and attempting to smack the honey bees. This will just incite the honey bees that will go after en masse. The best game plan is to get to a sanctuary spot as soon as conceivable. You ought to get in a structure or a vehicle and safely shut the entryway and windows.

If you are gone after by a bee hive and there is no sanctuary close by, you ought to go through the brush or bushes to keep the honey bees from going after you. On the off chance that you can't find any asylum or bushes close by, you ought to get running far from the bee hives until they abandon you. By and large, honey bees seek after an individual for about a portion of a mile before turning around to the home.

[freewillacquired]

"I knooooow!" Nemesis groaned. It sounded bad. Terrible. Gross. He knew that. "Dut it's detter... than... eat-ing... the ac-tu-al... cats... right?" he asked. "I'n a thegitarian. Well... I used to de." Animal rights, all the way. So how was he gonna pick up a cat or dog or whatever other uninfected animal he could find and just... chomp down on the poor thing? "And I'n not... eat-ing... hunans. That's to-tal-ly... out oth the ques-tion." He shrugged. "I just... eat it quick-ly... and don't think a-doubt it... too nuch."

At the mention of jerky, he perked up a bit. "I can eat that... ac-tu-al-ly. Dut ith I do... I need to drink... a lot oth water with it. Other-wise... the thirus... can't do... as nuch with it." And that was the problem, too. not only did he need meat to survive from a nourishment standpoint, but the virus had its own demands for the maintenance of his body, and it took a lot out of every meal for itself. That meant Nemesis had to eat a lot more than he otherwise would have to just to maintain himself on a basic level, nevermind thrive.

Nemesis had to do whatever he needed to make sure he did stay adequately maintained, though, because the alternative was horrible. If he began to starve, he found himself feeling more aggressive, more animalistic. It frightened him down to his core to think that he might end up a mindless creature, thinking only of his next meal and having lost his humanity, if he let things get too bad for him. Would he start killing people? Would he lose his mind? Start mutating into something else, some crazy nightmarish creature? And if so... could he come back from it, or would he be lost forever? Nemesis made it a priority never to find out.

"Oh, yeah... The noun-tains... were to deau-ti-thul. Lots oth good... canera angles," he said with a chuckle. "I al-ways liked that... detter than... the cities." That was why, even living in the suburbs of Raccoon, Matt's house had plants in every room, around every corner. His garden in both his front and back yards had been extensive. Surrounding himself with nature was what came naturally to him.

"Yeah..." he said sadly. That was something he wished for too. Closure. Just... to know what had happened, even if it was to find out that everyone was dead. On some days, having hope was wonderful, but on others... it was exhausting and painful. "You had a dog?" he keyed in on. "What was her nane?" Yeah, he could picture Rain being a dog person. "I had one too. A dlack ladrador... naned Tickles." Oh no... he couldn't form "P" sounds anymore. "Not... Okay, not... tickles... as in... tickling sone-one. Tickles as in... what you hath with a sandwich. You know... cucunders." He... wasn't making this much better. "Dill? Garlic? Hath sour? Those kinds oth tickles." That might have been a little better.

"I stole hin... thron ny ex-girlthriend. She cheat-ed on ne... and I caught her... with the guy. So on ny way out... oth her house... I stole her dog." He laughed a little. It was a funny memory now, even though he'd been really upset at the time. "He'd al-ways... liked ne detter... any-ways." The fact that Kimberly had never even tried to ask about Pickles after that had only proved to Matt that the dog had been better off with him. "Dut yeah, kindoth," he said in response to her question. "Ne and ny tarents... lithed in the sudurds... oth Raccoon. Lisa... lithed in-side the city."

As Rain appeared to be going right for his junk, unfortunately oversized and mutated such as it was now, Nemesis buckled and put out his hands. "No, no, no!" he said rather comically, feeling even more embarrassed when he realized he'd totally fallen for her feint. Even a couple of his tentacles had crossed in front of him, loyally protecting their owner's personal assets. He sighed. Yeah, okay, she does have a point there.

After the rather exhilarating ride in the back of Rain's truck, Nemesis felt energized and ready for anything. So when she called back to him about a strip mall coming up as a potentially good place to explore, he nodded. "Sure, why not?" he called back. When they pulled over, Nemesis' tentacles began to undulate curiously, as they often did whenever he arrived in a new place. He could tell by the way they were moving, however, that they weren't picking up on anything in their immediate area.

The strip mall was typical for this far into the apocalypse. Windows mostly smashed, doors either open or busted, dirt and dust everywhere. Signs of struggles here and there. Old smears of blood. It was always the same, unfortunately. But that didn't mean there weren't still some good supplies left behind. There were always places people forgot to look, or locked boxes, lockers, or offices people couldn't get into without keys. Nemesis, on the other hand, could pretty much rip or bash open anything he wanted, whether it was made of wood, metal, or concrete.

"You want ne to go thirst?" he suggested. "These guys... will tell us.. ith anything is lur-king near." He pointed a thumb back at his tentacles, which seemed all too eager to be employed for such a task.

In a world ravaged by a virus that primarily creates monsters, nasty encounters are in no short supply. When Rain begins to hear heavy footfalls—when she feels them practically shaking the ground beneath her, she figures she's about to have another.

Cursing under her breath, she unholsters her gun.

The days were blending together in depressing ways now. Nemesis was shocked at how quickly things had gone to hell after the Hive and Raccoon City Incidents. It had taken him quite a while to regenerate after the city's "sanitation," but once he was on his feet again, he realized the gravity of what was happening to the world.

Alone and with nothing left to do in his current mutated state, Nemesis had taken to showing up at Umbrella facilities unannounced, and destroying as much of them as he could. The digital feed supplied by the retinal implant attached to his right eye and sewn up into his head gave him a lot of useful information, especially after his mind was liberated from Umbrella's control. May as well put it to good use, right?

He'd acquired more clothes and equipment this way, with the boots and leather trenchcoat-style getup being standard issues for a creature called a Tyrant, which he apparently now was. They seemed just about the only things that were going to fit his... unique body shape nowadays.

Learning about himself and destroying Umbrella assets were good pastimes, but Nemesis was extremely lonely. The few survivors he came across now and then either screamed and ran from him or shot at him. Bullet wounds were nothing more than annoying mosquito bites to him now, thanks to his thick hide, but even so... it was demoralizing. All he wanted to do was help. He was almost getting used to being alone all the time, by necessity rather than desire, until that unexpectedly changed. While exploring a city one day, he rounded a corner and-

"Raaaain!" Nemesis bellowed the moment he saw her, unable to contain his excitement upon seeing her. "Oh... ny god!" He couldn't believe his eyes. Well, eye. He still had two, but one was... indisposed. In a move that probably looked damn near ridiculous to the other, he lifted his hand... and waved to her. "I'n so glad... to see you! How... are you... alithe... right now?" he tried to ask, his massive chompers getting in the way, as usual.

Nemesis couldn't get his voice to be anything other than a monotone growl, and with monstrous teeth and a noticeable lack of lips, his speech was something of a garbled mess. It took him a while, but he'd learned to make certain sounds in other ways, using his throat and tongue. Essentially, he'd had to relearn how to speak. Some sounds and words, though, were lost forever. None of that did anything to curb his enthusiasm at seeing Rain alive, however. Was he finally losing his mind? Hallucinating, maybe? No, the target identification system is identifying her as Rain... Right now, Nemesis didn't care either way. Just the sight of her was one for sore eyes, since his last clear memory of her was being at death's door.

"I thought... the anti-thirus... didn't work...?" he said, his elation at seeing her alive completely overriding his common sense. Nemesis wasn't thinking about the fact that Rain wouldn't recognize him anymore, or about how negatively she would likely react to seeing the hulking beast before her. Not to mention his tentacles, rooted at the backs of his shoulders, which were excitedly coiling and undulating in their own right, reacting to his surprise and happiness. He batted one of them with his hand. "Cut it out...!" he admonished the obnoxious appendage. It recoiled temporarily before returning to its idle activities.

Then it dawned on him, especially with how she had her gun at the ready. Oh no... she has no idea who I am. "It's Natt," he said, laying his hand on his chest. "Natt... Ad-di-son." How pathetic is it that I can't even say my own name correctly anymore? he thought grimly.

[toptopic4u]

Hofmann Sausage adds Korean BBQ jerky

SYRACUSE, NY. — Hofmann Sausage Co. is launching Korean barbecue-flavored smoked jerky, marking the company’s first pork-based jerky. The new product joins Hofmann’s existing smoked beef jerky flavors, like prime rib, cherry maple and honey barbecue, that launched in 2020. “Korean BBQ flavor, which started off as more of a limited trend, has shown that it most likely will stick around as it has…

[goijerry]

FRANKLIN TURNPIKE • Room At The Top • Tom Petty Tribute Show • AB&G • 2017

[mollymaehague]

Tyler,

Thank you so much for hosting us this past week and setting everything up! It was such a blast and we had the best time. We can’t wait for our next adventure with you and Emilia and our future game nights! (And I’m sure Ryan will say he’s still waiting on that wrestling match!) Have the best time in Canada! We miss you guys already!

Molly-Mae and Ryan xx

Gifts Include:

World of Beer Gift Set with Snacks

Game Night Gift Set (for future game nights, to continue on from our game night in NY!)

Beef Jerky Bouqet

@tylcrhocchlin @ravngosling

[oneangrykneegremlin]

EXACTLY!!!! If Wade ever visits Texas he will evaporate and shrivel up like a pathetic piece of beef jerky. Mateo would perish in the winter in NY.

can I trouble you for a followup to your headcannon that Mateo puts his hands under Wades Jacket when he's cold 😭

Idk I'm in a manic episode and I just desperately need to fixate 🤣

Anyway I like the headcannons that Wade produces a lot of body head and Mateo is always cold unless he's in direct sunlight so at night he likes to cuddle up close to Wade because he's warm and I wanna know what you think vsbsjsjskskk

Sorry last time I'll bother you lmaooo

BRO FR I WAS THINKING THIS EXACT THING HELLO??????

Like I imagine he’s better suited for/likes warmer weather and he gets chilly easily so if he’s able to he will leech warmth off Wade. Bros like a walking hand warmer 😭😭😭

[elleroodles]

hi el! it feels like so long since I’ve sent one of these messages! I hope you’re doing well (that snow looked absolutely lovely). today’s music rec is the album fishmonger by underscores! I discovered it literally today but i think you might enjoy it- I’m not sure how to categorize the genre but it’s definitely weird electronic something. I am in the finals pit right now but listening to it made me feel happy this morning (even if the music itself isn’t that happy haha) so I hope you like it as well 💕

hi thea!! it is lovely to see u with a song rec in the inbox, ik i've been sitting on this ask for a while now BUT that means i have had time to give it a few listens and i very much agree with the inability to define a genre (i saw someone on rate your music describe it as an offshoot of hyperpop which is accurate i think? it's sounds i love sounds). my favorite tracks were spoiled little brat and the fish song. i like the title of the fish song a lot. keeps it real. ty for the intriguing music rec! checking out their other 2021 album as i type! also i took the opportunity to give you a few music recs of my own because i love this little exchange tradition we have, one of my favorite parts of this platform easy. also also i hope finals went/are going very well! i have either a 'you got this!' or a 'you did it!' depending on when you read this! and a <3 regardless!!

i've put a cut here so now i feel like i have to deliver a tonal shift as well but WHATEVER! i have been looping woman on the internet lately and i dig it so much and wanted to tell u since you are the resident orla gartland enjoyer in my life. i'm pretty sure the album is a no skip for me but i like you're not special babe a lottt. now that that is off my chest here's the (drumroll) music

shiny little corners - kuinka: i think i've brought this album up enough that you might've already heard of it (plus i think all mine was the sotd for like. two weeks) but i will take the opportunity to gush! it's like. pastel folk. maybe i'm just saying that cause i'm looking at the album cover right now but the sound is very bright and refreshing for the folk scene and according to my sister who saw them live almost every member of the band has a song with lead vocals which leads to some songs that i like better than others in terms of singing n stuff but it's such a cool arrangement! not to mention there's like. rock ukulele. if that's not tempting idk what is. my favorite tracks are all mine and ny, la :D

tear jerky - sparky deathcap: (as far as i know this ep isn't out on any streaming services so the link's just to a yt playlist!) ok so. sparky deathcap. take like every sound at once and make it british and kinda confusing but also this is probably one of my favorite things ever created. it's pretty short (5 tracks technically, i added cosmic love infection because i like it) and most everyone who knows it knows it because they watched a wilbur soot stream before december 11th 2020 but it is certainly sounds. i'd love to know how many instruments were used to make it. i think the best way to describe the sound is if jake ewald started slaughter beach, dog when he was still in modern baseball and british. that is a bad comparison but alas. surely one of the most eps ever

home video - lucy dacus: i am so late to the lucy dacus scene but! ever since i listened to thumbs i've had the innate need to tell everyone i know about it! hot & heavy is such a good album opener and then it just goes into christine which is so. sapphic and sad and up until hearing this album i only knew lucy dacus from boygenius and did not realize how much i loved her voice from listening to that band wowie! anyways whenever i start ending sentences with exclamation marks i feel weird going back to periods so ignore how excited i seem about this incredibly sad album! thumbs is one of the best songs ever! joins the holy trilogy of songs about dad murder (alongside father by the front bottoms and kyoto by phoebe bridgers)! again the exclamation marks are throwing me off but i'm dealing with it!

let's get out of this country - camera obscura: this is a last minute addition but when i saw ur ask about agreeing with the sotd (piazza, new york catcher) i remembered camera obscura existed bc i discovered this album through itune's 'more like dear catastrophe waitress' this contributes nothing to the listening experience but i thought it was fitting and i've only listened through this album like twice so i don't have much to say about it but i do really like lloyd, i'm ready to be heartbroken which i'm pretty sure went the 2006 equivalent of viral but i was too busy being a youngin to notice Anyways that song bangs this is more of an anecdote than a rec but i'm trying to see how far i can take this run-on sentence

speed round (quite literally. i set a timer for five minutes):

things better left unsaid - deanna gowland: discovered this song through a twitch starting soon screen it's rather jazzy and pretty

no more shame, no more fear, no more dread - ajj: this song has been stuck in my head for like a week i think i'm cursed. it's really good tho

big brat - phantom planet: fun little rock song i remembered existed while rewatching coveted comfort movie the amazing spider-man 2012. one of that movie's better soundtrack moments (the coldplay skateboarding montage did not hit like i remembered!)

caring is creepy - the shins: once i get the 2012 nostalgia i cannot stop this is maybe the second best shins song ever. good soup either way

torch song - laura stevenson: this song confuses me and i like it so much

knee deep at atp - los campesinos!: this might have shown up in a thea song rec post before but alas! it's so good! i've been listening to hold on now, youngster a bunch lately and it always goes hard

first love / late spring - mitski: everyone and their mother knows this song but it's never a bad time to listen to it methinks. banger!

you will. you? will. you? w <- my timer ran out here but i'm leaving this because it amuses me. that is all thank u for the read! i got a bit more rambly today (it is late i am sleepy) but hopefully it's all comprehensible enough! as always i love hearing from u about whatever, very much looking forward to our next drawtectives watch party :^)

[theprologues]

I don't get the "he's been hanging w/ Karlie and Taylor since the beginning of their rs so it's logical for Karlie to still keep him around since they run in the same circles" argument. Literally 90% of the showbiz/elites were buddy buddy with Trump until he decided to run, do you see any of them around him? Ivanka lost almost all of her "good NY friends". Granted beef jerky isn't Trump but still. Circumstances change and so must our choices. Unless one cares only about his/her pockets.

Beef jerky haha. There's a Jay Z quote about this I can't think of it right now.

[gingrrfrog]

golden [request]

request for @seriousballoon ...I also made it long wtf fdhsj

[part two! :D]

Johnny + 27: “I’m going to die. I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!” 

The clock ticked endlessly in the office, almost driving you insane.

Most of everyone has already left, save for you a few other workers, one of which being the rookie, John Seo.

He became quite the hot topic around the office, earning high fives and your superiors affection faster than you could’ve. You rolled your eyes at their high fives and at their masculine energy, finding solace in your solitary corner of the office, far away from moronic men and their water cooler talk.

But John, or Johnny, as everyone in the office called him, seemed to be interested particularly in you. You fascinated him, the cold shoulder you gave almost every man, and the glare you sent through your glasses anytime they looked at you. He was embarassed to admit it excited him the same way it saddened him...why did you hate him so much?

The truth was you never hated Johnny. You couldn’t find it in yourself to hate anyone, especially the company’s golden boy. It was difficult for you, if you were being honest, to see your bosses dote on the rookie for simple achievements after you had carried your department on your back just to receive a passive raise that was just barely considered an improvement.

It took nights just like this one, full of hard work and strained eyes, the blue light from your computer shining against your glasses. You sighed and twist your neck back and forth, looking to your right and jumping out of your seat to see that Johnny had situated himself next to you.

“Holy shit—“ you gasped, clutching your chest. “Can I help you?”

“Sorry,” he smiled. Johnny lifted his hand to show you a random beef jerky stick, “need a snack?”

“Vegan,” you said quickly. It was a lie, but you weren’t interested.

“I know. I heard. They’re vegan.”

You narrowed your eyes. So he had heard of your vegan lie before from someone it seemed. You shook your head still, looking back to your screen, “no, thank you.”

“well, i’ll leave it here. just in case you get hungry.”

“No need,” you slid it back to his side. “Thank you.”

You heard Johnny sigh and you try your best to keep from rolling your eyes, going back to clicking on your computer. You watch from the corner of your eyes to see if he had left, but he stayed, watching you tap against the keyboard. You pull away from your desk, crossing your arms.

“What?”

“I’m just...trying to keep you company.”

“I don’t need company,” you snipped, dropping the passive polite façade in exchange for an assertive one. “What I need is to be left alone, so I can finish this report and go home.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

You scoffed, staring at the rookie in disbelief, “excuse me?”

“I’m just trying to make conversation.”

“I’m really sorry, John but—“

“Johnny.” He corrected, a smile on his lips.

“Johnny, whatever,” you roll your eyes. “I would really, I mean really, appreciate it if you left me alone. Go back to your desk, take your plant jerky with you and have a nice night.”

“I actually do need something,” Johnny started gently, clearing his throat before he scooted closer. “I...I’m actually having trouble with my report...I was wondering if you could help me.”

“There are other people here.”

“Everyone left thirty minutes ago.”

You raised an eyebrow and looked around the now vacant office, all computers shut off save foryours and Johnny’s. You sigh heavily, ripping the hair tie from your ponytail and letting it fall against your shoulders. You could feel the headache creeping behind your sinuses.

“Fine. Show me.”

Johnny’s face lit up as he rolled his chair back to his desk, smiling brightly up at you as you leaned over his desk and took a look at his report.

He tried to ignore you the best he could, but it was difficult now that your hair was flowing freely past your shoulders, giving you a hint of your shampoo as his cheeks flushed. Perhaps he made his crush on you a little more obvious what with the question into your love life, but he didn’t care.

Speaking of which, “you never answered my question.”

You gave the rookie a side eye before continuing to look over his screen, “which one?”

“If you had a boyfriend or not?”

“What does that matter to you?”

Johnny shrugged dumbly. You bit on your lip, flicking your hair back and accidentally hitting him in the face with it. He secretly loved it.

“I don’t,” you replied curtly. “I don’t have time for one.”

“You have the weekend.”

“I like to relax on the weekend,” you defended. “Plus...I haven’t found anyone yet.”

“Are you looking?”

“You’re pushing it, John.”

“John-ny,“ he corrected. “John makes me sound like an old man.”

“You’re not exactly the picture of youth.”

“Ouch,”he winced, grasping his chest and smiling when you finally cracked the tiniest of smiles. Johnny thinks it’s the first time he’s ever seen you show another emotion.

“Your report looks fine to me,” you replied, looking at your watch. “You should turn it in now, before it’s too late.”

Johnny nodded, watching you walk back to your desk as you began to pack up your things and turn off your computer. Johnny quickly did the same, clicking off and following you towards the door, causing you to raise another eyebrow.

“Are you following me?”

“Friends always leave work together.”

You laughed, a sardonic sarcastic one, but a laugh nonetheless, “sorry, friends?”

“I made you laugh, we’re friends.” Johnny beamed, pressing the elevator button and standing next to you while you waited.

“Hardly friends.”

“You didn’t say we weren’t though.”

You roll your eyes and walk past him, entering the elevator as he did next, giving you a goofy smile as he stood next to you.

“Let me buy you dinner,” he said quickly, turning to face you as you were taking off your jacket. “That’s what friends do.”

“I have no interest in being friends with you, John.”

Okay, ouch. That one hurt. Johnny swallowed his disappointment, “why?”

“I just—“

Your response was interrupted by a jolt in the elevator, making you tumble before a strong arm caught you. You looked around in confusion as the elevator came to abrupt stop, the light from the emergency lights flashing red on both of you. You looked around in confusion, panic rising in your chest.

“Are you okay?” Johnny asked, his arm around your waist. You pull away from him, nodding as you paced around the elevator. “It looks like they got stuck.”

“Oh my god—oh my god...” you swallowed as you pressed the emergency button time and time again, the bell ringing every time before Johnny took your hand off.

“Chill out—“

“I’m not going to ‘chill out’!” You snapped, slapping his hand away, “we’re stuck and no one is here!”

“I’ll call the fire department,” Johnny pressed his lips in a tight line to keep from laughing. He did as he promised, alerting emergency services. They were lucky enough to have phone service, calming you down just slightly as you sat on the floor, knees hugged to your chest.

“I’m going to die,” you gasped, feeling trapped in the small encounter. Johnny rolled his eyes and squat down next to you.

“You’re not going to die.”

“I’m going to die,” you cried out again, “I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!”

Johnny huffed, crossing his arms before he fell on his butt, “I’m going to ignore that. Only because I feel bad that you’re claustrophobic.”

“I’m not claustrophobic.”

“You’re also not vegan.”

Your head snapped to turn to him, your expression confirming his claim as you bumbled a response, “how did you—?”

“I saw you eating pork belly last week with your friends,” he grinned. “You were either enjoying a really dark tofu or you were lying about you veganism.”

You narrowed your eyes, “are you stalking me?”

“I have friends too, you know.”

Johnny watched as you ignored him again, your chin resting on your knees as you stared blankly in front of you. He felt a guilty that you were in such an uncomfortable situation, but he also couldn’t help but to swoon at how tiny and cute you looked curled up in a ball. It was refreshing, to say the least, to see a new side of you that no one else in the office had the privilege of seeing. Johnny bit his lip, a question itching as he cleared his throat to ask it.

“Can I ask you something?”

Even throughout your fear, you still managed a way to feel snarky, “what now?”

Johnny ignored the attitude regardless, “why do you hate me?”

You blinked, turning your head to watch his reaction, “huh?”

“Why do you hate me? I promise to leave you alone if you tell me why you are so cynical in the office. I’ve never been the type to be silent though, that’s why I’m asking.”

“Then why are you…”

“…like this?” You finished, a laughed tacked at the end, but Johnny couldn’t find the humor. You shrugged, playing with your heel buckle, “you have no idea what it’s like being the only woman in the office that isn’t a secretary. I don’t expect you to understand, but I hope you understand why I felt so bitter when everyone treats you like a prince for doing the bare minimum when I’ve been working my ass off for this company.”

“Oh…” Johnny trailed off. “I’m…sorry.”

You shook your head, “you don’t have to be sorry. It’s not your fault that I had to protect myself.”

“I understand. Even though I’ve never gone through it before, I understand, and I’m sorry all the guys in the office are a plague.”

“Not all of them,” you smiled. Johnny was glad that it was dark in the elevator, his blush hidden as he laughed.

“I guess not. Doyoung is pretty nice.”

You joined him in laughter, naturally basking in the silence before Johnny gathered the confidence to ask you just one more request.

“I know we’re not friends, but, I’d really like to be your friend, if you’d let me,” he started. “I was serious about taking you out for dinner. A vegan one, if you’re into that.”

“Even after being an asshole all night you still want to take me out for dinner?”

“I know why you’re an asshole now, and it’s justified. Plus…I want to know what you’re like outside of the office. Away from the sausage party of directors and executives.”

“I’m not that interesting.”

“I’d really beg to differ,” he argued, swallowing as he watched you relaxed your knees to cross your legs. He smiled widely when you extended your hand, taking your tiny hand in his.

“Alright. We’ll go out for pork belly.”

“No to the vegan?”

You laugh, shaking your head, “yeah. No vegan.”

Johnny shared your smile, relishing in your touch before you pulled your hand away. You both turn your heads when you hear people talking on the other side of the elevator, the emergency response finally arriving and opening the door to let you both out. Johnny lifted you up to get out first, turning his head to the side as his strong hands lifted you up. Johnny was let out next, wiping dirt off of his pants as you thanked the emergency staff.

Now outside in the cold, you covered yourself in your coat, watching Johnny follow you to the car garage.

“Do you have a preference on when you want to go out to eat?” He asked you, stopping when you reached your car.

You shook your head, “not really. We can go tomorrow, if you want.”

Of fucking course I want to go tomorrow, Johnny thought to himself. He kept his cool, smiling and nodding, “sure. Tomorrow.”

“Okay. Tomorrow,” you smiled, opening your car door and stepping inside.

“Have a good night.”

“Have a good night,” you smiled, “Johnny.”

He couldn’t help the wide smile that slipped, waving at you as you pulled out of the parking garage and onto the street. Once you were out of view, he jumped in the air, clenching his fists in victory.

“Yes!” He cheered, skipping to his own car as he stepped inside. Johnny put his hand over his chest, smiling at the rapid rhythm of his heart with lidded eyes.

Maybe he might’ve friend zoned himself on accident, but this was all part of the plan. You would be friends today, but Johnny wasn’t going to stop until he called you his, as he was already yours.