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[hooked-on-elvis]

HOW MUCH OF AN ELVIS FAN ARE YOU?

So, I was watching an interview with Bill Belew (Elvis' clothing designer) and he mentioned one time a lady took her panties off and throw it up towards the stage Elvis was performing in Vegas. This is no novelty for me, for all of us I believe, but it always gets me like: 🫨!!! That got me wondering what would you do to show your appreciation to Elvis Presley?

POLL TIME, FAM! Let's work only with harmless options. I want real answers from the fandom. Just out of fun. ♥

If Elvis was alive and you had the chance to impress him (at least hoped to), what kind of Elvis fan would you be?

THINK AS IF YOU'RE ABOUT TO DO THAT THING YOU'RE GONNA SELECT BELOW --- PLEASE, DON'T ANSWER IT UNREALISTICALLY, UNCHARACTERISTIC TO YOUR REAL PERSONALITY.

Tagging: @thetaoofzoe @jhoneybees @i-r-i-n-a-a @suspiciousmindsxo @deke-rivers-1957 @lookingforrainbows @vintagepresley @earthbaby-angelboy @karel-in-wonderland @arrolyn1114 @alienelvisobsession @xanatenshi @lilwulfpresley @eptodaytommorowforever @tupelomiss @ladelinee @elvispresleywife @heartbrake-hotel @whositmcwhatsit @eapep @hey-bossa-nova-baby @iuv0ana @bigdaddyelvislover @leapresley @mercsandmonsters @wanderingelvis @missmaywemeetagain @ahundredlifetime @lett-them-eatt-cake @atleastpleasetelephone @elvislittleone @elvisanddenise @elvisfanandbeatlesfan14 @elvisgirl71 @elvispresleyforever @elvisflowerchild @aliengoth3 @almightybigbrain @presleysweetheart @presleyenterprise

[your-mommy-ems]

Hiii im Emma the amount of fandoms I'm in is concerning. The amount of books i'm writing at once is also concerning. Point is you should just be concerned, enjoy your stay at my blog - here is a piece of cake 🍰

-> Im Emma/Ems or whatever nickname u want to give me I love giving people nicknames and petnames. Basic info -> She/her, minor, capricorn, intj, australian, ferrari girl, i will defend my babies warnette and evajacks until i die, a believer in sarcasm, i post about my writing sometimes, sometimes - cause im too lazy to write, im an ambivert and a joey lynch and damon torrance defender

Books -> [series] The inheritance games, acotar, shatter me, the folk of the air, pjo [im new to the fandom] the prison healer, caraval, ouabh, dance of theives, divine rivals, boys of tommen, the lunar chronicles, the red queen, the naturals, six of crows, devils night, boys of tommen [standalone] Better than the movies, the do over, betting on you (basically anything by lynn painter), the cheat sheet, powerless, the summer of broken rules and A LOT more. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 Music -> taylor swift, gracie abrams, [recently getting into] maisie peters, tate mcrea, sadie jean, a little of lana del rey, chase atlantic, artic monkeys, guns and roses, conan gray. my music is all over the place lmao. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 Movies/tv shows -> friends, b99, babysitters club, alexa and katie, fuller house, now you see me 1&2, oceans 11,12&13, knives out 1&2, mamma mia, adam project, red notice, enola holmes, and pretty much most chick flicks 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 Other -> rain <3, christmas, baking/cooking, art -> I paint, sketch, and draw, whenever I feel like it. I mostly draw though. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 Moodboards -> I love making moodboards here is the masterlist 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝Writing -> i have a few side blogs but my public writing blog is @the-ballad-of-us and i also have a secret one see if you can find it ;)

Misc -> my dream life is to runaway to paris or new york and open up a bookstore/cafe/flower shop. (and to be the rich hot aunt the everyone loves), I want to travel when I'm older! [places] -> London, Paris, Italy, Greece, Turkey, Sweden, Germany, New York, Bahamas, Japan, Korea, and a bunch more!, I spend an unhealthy amount of time on Pinterest and Tumblr, 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 -> If we're moots, we're best friends, no takes backs. -> I over use lmao, lol, <3, :), and 😭 too much. im trying not to come on too strong and be rude lol (right there see? perfect example) -> My Wattpad -> My Pinterest -> I love talking to new people, and asks and dms (only for minors unless i agree to it :)) are always open <3 -> i most likely won't follow you back if you don't have an intro post, but if you want to get to know me just send me an ask :) 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Special people ->@skeelly - kris, @percabeths-blue-cookies - har, @a-beautiful-fool - lou lou, @moonlightt444 - mare bear, @nqds - nadsies, @mqstermindswift - nicky, @lost-in-reveriie - addy, @art-of-fools - mr o'hare, @reminiscentreader - jas, @myster3y - my wifey kiara, @sophiesonlinediary - soph, @deprivedofbraincellsandsleep - zia, @runwiththerain - ives, @doyoujustnotwantto - mihane, @that-multi-fandom-hijabi - nova my world manipulation partner, @hijabi-desi-bookworm - esme, @gergthecat - scout, @baboland - aria, @missedyour21st - fay, @daydream-of-a-wallflower - kat + all my other moots that i didn't tag but rlly wanted too [if you want to be added or removed just let me know!! <333

𓆝 this is a safe space for everyone!! ↳ Dni - if you're a racist, homophobe, sexist, pedos, ect..

love ya all <3

Emma

[aphetaliamessages]

What are the countries thankful for?

America: FAACES fam, Tony and Mr. Whale, his Uncle Scotty, his Baby Uncle Sealand, and the Awesome Trio. And Russia's muscles 😤

Canada: For Gilbert, who finally noticed him

England: For all his sons even though they enjoy annoying him. His daughter, Seychelles. His brothers, too, maybe. And "I guess frogs for being tasty."

France: Makeup, cheese, wine, bread, cake, England, the BTT, ~England~, his kiddos, his sister, ghosts, labour unions, pretty dresses, pretty suits, his cat, the Pierres, tsundere compliments from England, love stories, his hair, roses, love songs, frilly curtains—

Russia: Alfie, his sisters, snow, sunshine, nature in general, little fluffy animals, sunflowers, borscht, vodka, and Christmas

Italy: Pasta, his friend Japan, pizza, pasta, nice clothes, siestas, Germany, linguine—that's a pasta, naked siestas, naked Germany, ravioli, his brothers, and cats!

Romano: Tomatoes. And churros 🤔

Spain: Definitely VERY thankful for his Lovito

Germany: Italy. Japan and Gilbert, too. And cake. Not just Italy. Other things as well. Ahem. Like wurst.

Prussia: His brother, his besties, Gilbird (his favourite wingman), Mattie, Mattie's hair, Mattie's ass, Mattie's dick, Mattie's thighs, Mattie in comfy sweaters, Mattie in a crop top, Mattie with no shirt, Mattie with no pants, pancakes, Mattie's pancakes (not a euphemism), Mattie's pancakes (as a euphemism), how excited Mattie gets over hockey, Mattie's singing voice, Mattie's blush, Mattie's smile, aaaand beer

Austria: The familiar scent of his piano, the smell of edelweiss in the summer, orchestral performances on YouTube, and not being invited to Alfred's Thanksgiving party

Hungary: Austria. Austria in a frilly dress. Austria playing piano. Austria eating wurst. Austria in a tight dress. Austria in her bed. Austria—

China: Peace and quiet, Hong Kong speaking Chinese even if it's the wrong one, buffets, Hello Kitty, and Mickey Mouse

and Rommy

Japan: Cherry blossoms, green tea Pocky, Hatsune Miku, anime, dogs, cats, Greece, Germany and Italy, his weird big family, Animal Crossing, America's promise to beat up anyone who bullies him, Ao3 and Pixiv

Hong Kong: Hip hop, when Bàba approves, when Dad disapproves, the word "yo," wearing hats backwards, white boys with puffins (well there's only one), dumplings, and unrestricted internet access!

Send an ask if you want more characters! — Mod England 🎸

[pandagirl45]

Surprise! Another couple thing

Natasha and Pepper are the couple that would lounge against their bed with some cake and ice cream. They'd watch a action movie or a rom com.

Pepper and Natasha are the couple that would dress to nines for big events but on days off. Pepper is in sweats, hair up messily and bunny slippers. Natasha is in a big onesie with fox slippers and a sleep mask.

Pepper cooks between the both of them but Natasha can scrounge up really good desert food.

When Natasha and Pepper are together, things are smooth. They are a power couple in a different way.

Natasha knows when pepper is stress by how much she tugs at her hair or start rubbing her neck. Pepper knows when Natasha is stress because she will paced none stop or mumble about something on her mind.

Pepper knowing Natasha might out live her doesn't put a strain but she knows it worries Natasha. Natasha fears she might leave Pepper far to early.

Pepper knows being an extraordinary assassin is dangerous, so she insists on getting further training. Natasha tried but she succumb to being pinned by Pepper. Pepper gets trained by Bucky.

Natasha will never admit (Tony would tease her forever), but seeing Pepper taking off the helmet of rescue will be her Apollo, Michaelangelo, a damn pisacco. Especially now she understands Bucky stares on Tony for the same reason.

Pepper sleeps in on her days off. Natasha has an internal clock set for 5 am on the dot. Pepper will get up with her on days she has to work. Natasha tends to read till Pepper wakes up on days off.

Natasha tries not to worry Pepper when she is way. When she is able, she sends gifs to her hot pot. Pepper loves it.

Pepper calls Natasha, her little widow, her soldier, milady, sugar (Natasha melts at that one). Natasha only has a few small nicknames, Hot Pots (mostly private), love (in Russian possibly), Honey (Potts), Boss, and simply star shimmer (Pepper freckles). When Natasha feeling petty because bucky and Steve won't shut it, Her Iron Woman, is one she uses.

Pepper helped three times. Once because Natasha asked. Another to protect Tony and Rhodey. And last to protect Natasha. Natasha watched as the blue armor glowed hot that memorable night.

Natasha was courted by Pepper. Pepper said I love you first. Natasha responded with a date that made them both blush.

Both aren't sure they even want kids. Pepper and Natasha aren't against it if a cloning incident happens but it's not on their radars right now.

Pepper was told that Natasha might be 40 years older than she is. Pepper finds it attractive.

Natasha has taught Pepper several weapons just in case. Pepper taught Natasha some tips and tricks for blending in better in a corporate environment.

Pepper and Natasha are the couple that would have a snake and Doberman as a pet. Pepper is the Doberman and Natasha is the snake.

Natasha invited her little hodge podge family once (Never again!). Pepper invites Tony, Rhodey, and Happy. She is not on speaking terms with her sister.

Natasha and Pepper are the couple that would hold each other's pinkies.

They elope, at Niagara falls. They honeymoon in Germany, some of Peppers family is from there (headcanon).

Their first kid was indeed a cloning issue (Morgan, her non blooded related cousin was also a cloning issue)

Natasha found out one night, pepper glows a tinge orange on her cheeks, fingers, and around her chest due to the left traces of extremis. Pepper found out that Natasha can lift close to 200 pounds (with a small amount of strain)

They work out together.

So far thats all I got for now! I might do thor and Bruce next or strange and loki

[evvlevie]

You are not bad at manifestation.

I was looking at my most favourite shoes in the world, the ones I use for EVERYTHING. I went to work in them, go to my driving lessons in those, I‘ve been in clubs with them and wherever Evie is, is where Evies black converse shoes are. These shoes have been in Italy with me, they have been through half of Germany they are BUSTED looking. So I see these dirty ass converse and I‘m thinking „you know I might need to wash these“

I come home, to my shoes drying off under the heater in my bathroom. My mom decided to wash my shoes, although I never mentioned to her that I wanted to clean them in the first place.

You always get what you want. The universe is ready to lay all your desires in front of you, if you let it.

If only you let the universe create a path for you.

Soak up my words please:

It’s okay to relax and to stop thinking about it and to enjoy your life because that’s how manifestations manifest. The laws are always working to get shit to you. They don‘t work against you.

You are not bad at manifestation, you just think that you need to prove something to someone or else you won’t get it. You don’t have to constantly affirm/remind yourself that you have 10.000 on the bank, hoping that the more you say it the sooner it will manifest. You will get after voicing your desires even once. One single time will be enough for the universe to understand that you want to. One single thought is enough to communicate that this is your desire, which automatically translates to „I want it, I got it“.

If you are driving a car and your friend is standing in front of it and keeps telling you „Please go and buy me a birthday cake“ but doesn’t move out of the way, how are you supposed to get them that birthday cake? Your friend can scream and yell at you like a crazy person full of desperation that you need to get them that stupid cake but you won’t be able to start driving to the bakery unless they move out of the way and let you do it.

Stop worrying, stop crying and stop begging. The universe knows what you want. Let the universe get it for you. The universe is in love with you so desperately it will do whatever you ask. It wants to kiss your feet and shower you with love and gifts, but you need to step out of its way and let them create the path for all of your desires.

I Hope whoever needed to hear this today, got to hear it. I send out positive vibes and master-manifestor energy to all of you!

Yours in every reality,

Evie <3

[ghostofbambifanfiction]

CYOA Chapter 43 Snippet!

Remus Lupin: Morning, sorry to bother you if you're busy.

Lily Evans: Oh hi :)

Remus Lupin: Hi. I'd meant to speak to you alone this morning while Bea was in the shower but I didn't seem to get an opportunity.

Lily Evans: Lol yeah, I think Saniya has adopted you as their breakfast time book-discussion companion.

Remus Lupin: Saniya reads a shocking amount of smut.

Lily Evans: Yeah, word to the wise, don't ever mention the word "milk" around them if you don't want them to go off into peals of hysterical laughter. What did you want to talk about?

Remus Lupin: It's about your trip to Paris.

Lily Evans: Oh?

Remus Lupin: I was thinking of arranging for a present to be left in the hotel room for Beatrice, given that we haven't been together for very long and she's told me she likes romantic surprises, but I also don't want to infringe upon your quality time together or be a looming presence, so I thought I'd check with you first to make sure you're comfortable with it. Please don't feel as if you're under any pressure to approve of the idea if you don't.

Lily Evans: Oh, but I do approve. Beatrice would LOVE that, and it's not too pushy, unless you were thinking of pairing your gift with a note that says "I'm watching you," which doesn't seem like your thing.

Remus Lupin: I was thinking more along the lines of "Enjoy your trip, see you when you get back."

Lily Evans: Then that sounds perfect. Do you know what you'll get her? Because I have an idea if you want it.

Remus Lupin: Listen mate, Sirius suggested crotchless underwear. From you I will always take an idea.

Lily Evans: Okay, so it's going to seem really basic and unimaginative, but send her a box of macarons from Ladurée. I'm sure we can arrange it with the hotel. Or if we can't, Euphemia will, and you can pay her back. Bea has a real fondness for vacationing with a sense of place at all times, which really sounds odd but it just means that when she's in Spain, for example, the first thing she'll order at any restaurant is a portion of croquetas de jamon, or if she's in Germany she'll order cake and drink beer instead of wine, and when she's in Paris she likes to snack on macarons. Plus, her favourite show when we were teenagers was Gossip Girl and macarons are a REAL Blair Waldorf thing, just don't ever ask her if she ships Blair and Chuck because she hates Chuck and thinks Blair was meant to be with Dan. And don't ever, ever, under ANY circumstances, suggest that the reveal of Gossip Girl's identity made sense because you will bear witness to a rage that she is otherwise incapable of.

Remus Lupin: I watched a fair bit of Gossip Girl back in the day, believe it or not.

Lily Evans: Lol did you?

Remus Lupin: Well, Sirius did, and he'd hog the remote when we hung around at James's house. Eventually we all became rather fascinated.

[the-quicksilver-diary]

The Woods

[Below is a translated excerpt from a diary penned by one Gottlieb Schneider found in a ruined campsite in southwest Germany, dated to sometime in the early-to-mid 19th century]

November 17 I've made arrangements to head westward into the woods outside of town for a hunting expedition. For now is the season for fine deer and boars out in the forest, whose meat should keep well into the winter in the storehouse for Heidi and myself. I'll be taking with me my rifle, a few dogs, and some basic provisions that I expect to last me about a week. I will leave tomorrow before the sun awakes, such that I can reach the woods before nightfall. Yours, Gottlieb

November 18 I made quite good time today, making it to the edge of the woods just as the sun was setting into the trees. As dusk fell, a brisk chill welcomed me to the hunt ahead. I am grateful now that I remembered to bring my hat, for I am sure it will only get colder from here as I venture deeper into the woods. The hounds are already with great excitement, particularly the green ones. When I set up camp for the night, I took some time to review my rifle, ensuring its cleanliness and function for the hunt ahead. I broke off some hard cheese and some rye bread from one of my loaves as my dinner for the night. Yours, Gottlieb

November 19 Despite the sticks and stones on the forest floor, I awoke most refreshed today. However, it is already much colder today than I anticipated it to be. To warm my bones for the day ahead, I brewed a pot of coffee over the fire from the night before. The trees are thick here, making it difficult to find much in the way of available sight lines. I did, however, find scraps of cloth fixed to trees along my path. [Pictured below is a pencil illustration of a jagged scrap of red fabric that is frayed at the edges] A few hours into the afternoon, I was able to find a few does drinking water from a still and pristine pond. The sound of a brook hid my approach. Upon picking up the scent of my dogs from downwind, however, they fled deeper into the woods. This sighting gives me confidence in the swiftness and success of my hunt. Yours, Gottlieb

November 20 I had great difficulty sleeping last night. All night I heard creaking and moaning coming from the trees nearby, and insects bit relentlessly at me and my dogs. I took out a bit of cheese and sausage, tossing a few morsels for the hounds. Despite my weariness, I am eager to continue on the trail of those does that I encountered yesterday. Before me lies a clear corridor through the trees that stretches on for a few miles. There are no stumps or signs of destruction, but the trees themselves seem to have bowed away from the corridor. There are more bits of fabric here, scattered throughout the corridor and caked with mud. One of the does from yesterday has reappeared. She jumped out from behind the wall of bowing trees and devoured some of the fabric from the mud. The doe's emergence raised the hackles of my hounds until she went back into the woods. I spent the rest of today following some sets of hoofprints I came upon. A few hours after sending my dogs to follow the scent left within the tracks, they bayed to alert me to their location. I followed the sound and found my hounds barking at a buck standing atop a nearby hill, who all but refused to flee until I attempted to fire at it. Today caused great exhaustion and disappointment. I pray that tomorrow will be easier on me than today. Yours, Gottlieb

November 21 The air has grown even colder and more bitter, taking on a quality I would not expect for another two months. To breathe burns my nostrils and fogs my breath, though no snow has fallen. I heard in my dreams last night the sound of a great moaning and creaking on the wind, like that of a home dying of age. I knew not its source, but it gave my visions an eerie quality. I ventured to find some more water to fill my canteen this morning. When I reached the lake, its water that was without flaw just yesterday had fouled. Leaves that had fallen upon the water have now turned to primordial scum. The sound of a babbling brook has been drowned out by the buzzing of flies. I took no more water then, for I doubt even pouring it into my campfire could clean it. Still determined to find my kill, I set out into the woods once more. After a few hours, I came upon a small herd of does attended by that most impressive buck from yesterday. I stilled my breath, took my aim at the buck, and fired my rifle into his shoulder. As I went to the fallen buck, the nearby does made no motion to move. In fact, they watched me with great stillness and intent, heads and eyes following my every move in unison. They even watched me as I dug my knife into the buck to remove his viscera. I dragged the carcass back with me to camp, but even still those does watched me. I don't think I'll ever forget the way they watched me. The buck was quite easy to carve and prepare for smoking. I even fed some fresh venison to the hounds which they readily devoured. Yours, Gottlieb

November 22 My oldest dog has died in the night. I expected this to be his last year, but I had no expectation of a fate so gruesome. His hide was perfectly intact, with no sign of injury of any sort. It lay mere feet away from his bones that were cast aside in a hasty pile and cleaned of all debris. My other dogs can barely move without trembling. I looked for tracks around my campsite to see what manner of beast was capable of such an act, but all I found were splintered and gnarled bits of oak and more of that dreadful red cloth. I spend the rest of my day digging a grave and performing a service for my hound, may she rest in peace in these woods. As I make my preparations to sleep, I pray to the Lord that I may return home safely to Hilda. Yours, Gottlieb

November 23 The corridor of trees from several days prior has appeared near my campsite, though I remember its location being a few miles south and its length being substantially shorter. Even with one dog dead, I must continue my hunt. As I trudge through the black woods, I notice that the birds have gone quiet. If I listen closely, I can hear now a faint, hollow, rhythmic rattling against some sort of dry membrane. Shortly into my walk, I see that a doe lies before me, still and lifeless. Her skin is icy and tough. After making an incision, I understand that her meat is still viable. In short order, I drag the doe's carcass back to camp and prepare it for curing. It is of great providence that this doe has fallen, as my provisions are growing scarce. Ice is beginning to form around my knuckles and fingers. Though I feel that my vitality has gone from me, I must return home at once. Yours, Gottlieb

November 24 The rest of my dogs have forsaken me during the night. I suppose they were wise to do so, for none have any chance out here in the black woods, not anymore. How fitting is it then, that the Final Sunday should be still and silent as the dead? As I break camp and make swift retreat to Schramberg, I hear once more that damnable rattling. It courses harsh and sorrowful through frigid autumn air, sending a chill up my spine and unease through my bones. I must move quickly before the cold catches and devours my very soul. The trees in the direction of my egress creak and bow before my eyes, they bend softly and turn away from it. Its rattling - its breathing - is growing louder. I hear the distant sound of a hymn for the dead. The choir is all-encompassing, coming from all the directions of the black woods: the north of devastation, the south of hunger, the east of decay, and the east of terrible and inexorable Death. Scraps of red fabric faded with age shed from its teeth and flitter about and dance. Its song is deafening, a choir of the countless thousands that rot, forsaken deep in the black woods. May God be with

[look-i-love-u]

Weekly Tag Game(s)

I am soooo late. I'm later than late. I'm fucking atrociously late to do these. But maybe you'll still want to read my replies`?! Maybe? I got tagged by so many amazingly lovely people: @juliakayyy, @guinguin1984 , @ardent-fox, @ian-galagher, @francesroserecs, @surviving-maybe, @suzy-queued, @energievie, @creepkinginc, @deathclassic, @iansw0rld, @michellemisfit

Name: Vey

Where in the world are you? Germany

Do you have a favorite towel? No

Can you skip rocks? I can. On a really good day.

Tell me about a weird slang term from your area: Arschgeige (I'll let you figure that one out yourself)

Favorite toast topping: butter and marmelade

Thoughts on bread pudding: Never had it

City or country living? City

How do you cheer yourself up after a bad day? Cuddling my dog

Are you a pessimist or an optimist? I'm trying to counter my pessimistic nature with undying optimism. Works sometimes. Not always.

Can I tag you in random stuff? Definitely! Please do.

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Name: Vey

Age: in my thirties

Favourite colour: Clothes: Black, lipstick: pink

What emoji best describes your current mood? Unfortunately it’s 😑

What season is it where you are right now? Autumn

Were you up before or after the sun this morning? Before

Are you currently in possession of a pumpkin? Nope

Do you prefer to carve or paint your jack-o-lanterns? Carve. But painting is fun too.

Do you have a favorite pumpkin-spice flavored treat? If so, what is it? I don't know what pumpkin-spice is. I do love pumpkin bread and waffles. But those are made with the real thing.

What's your favorite season and what's your favourite pie that you associate with it? Spring. And Strawberry cake. Pie isn't really a thing here.

We're having a pot-luck, what are you going to bring? couscous salad and aioli

It's chilly outside and you need a hot drink in your hands, what are you drinking? black tea or hot chocolate

Will you be wearing a costume for Halloween? Is it ready? I don't celebrate Halloween

Finally, what's something you've made or done recently that you're proud of? Ehm... I made a pretty good pasta bake the other day. I finished reading a book. I started a new crocheting project. I finally managed to send off Evie's birthday present.

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🔤 Name: Vey

🎶 Last song you listened to: In a Crowd of Thousands - Reinaeiry feat. Chloe Breez

🎵 Artist on Spotify giving you the feels right now: Not on Spotify. But usually Alexa Feser

👯‍♂️ Fave Blorbo Moment: "I just want everyone to know, I'm fucking gay."

🍟 Your guilty pleasure snack: chocolate. All the chocolate.

🌮 What food are you craving today: pizza

📖 Last fanfic tab you opened: The Unintended Consequences of Fight or Flight

🖌️ Favorite fic project you've created: Flower U-Up

👩🏼‍🎤 Next tattoo you want (or would consider if you're not a tattoo person): I don't have tattoos. I don't want one.

🧐🆓 What's living in your head rent free this week: Seducing the entire Baldur's Gate party. Oh well, just Baldur's Gate in general.

[ghoulsister1]

•~♡~♡Sweet Indulgence♡~♡~•

Manfred Von Richtofen x GN!Reader. SFW. Fluff. Reader caring for Manfred. Manfred has a sweet tooth. Tummy aches. Just sweet tender moments. A sweet story all around. Poor Manny has a tummy ache.

☆Anonymous Request☆

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Manfred's fame has spread far and wide across Germany and across the battlefield, so with fame comes fans and publicity, signing autographs and the like. That also includes a free ticket to all the sweet and fancy expensive food, leading to Manfred engaging in overindulgence with some consequences.

You knew what you were getting into when you and Manfred Von Richtofen, the famous Red Baron. With his growing fame and popularity came publicity. It wasn't unusual for crowds to surround you and Manfred, asking for autographs to be signed, pictures and some would give or send him gifts. The German Empire would use Manfred as a symbol of how Germany had the best ace and that the Red Baron was a man to be feared across the Fronts. The skies weren't safe when the Red Baron was about.

But it wasn't all bad. With the autographs of The Red Baron being worth fortunes, you and Manfred had plenty of money from selling the autographs and with that money you and Manfred had access to better rations and could buy expensive food to treat yourselves.

You remember coming home with a paper bag with ration foods and a big smile. Manfred smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"Went to the bakery today Manny. And look what I got us for tea" You Explained and pulled out a cake box with a delightful smile. Manfred's eyes widened at the sight of the cake box.

"I got us a cream roll with strawberries" You Admitted and you felt your heart warm at the sight of Manfred's excited look as he got closer to you.

"It's been such a long time since I last had a cream roll with strawberries" Recalled Manfred looking at the cake box before gazing at you fondly. You reached up and cupped his face softly.

"Well, now we can have it for our tea this evening" You Confirmed and pressed a kiss to Manfred's lips, Manfred returning the kiss with a chuckle. That evening over a cup of tea, you and Manfred enjoyed the sweet taste of the cream roll, Manfred even licking up the fork afterwards and smacking his lips satisfied.

"Lecker! I could go for another one!" Remarked Manfred. You chuckled at that.

"Maybe tomorrow I'll pick up another cream roll. For now, let's relax this evening my love" You Smiled.

"Agreed" Manfred Smiled. And you two spent the evening together, reading in the drawing room as the gramophone played a melody in the background as you snuggled in Manfred's arms.

From that day, Manfred had developed a very ravenous appetite for the sweetness of cakes and such delicacy. You understood that being away from such luxuries while out in battle would make Manfred miss the sweet treats and good food like steak and roast chicken, but still you had to tell Manfred to slow down with his eating.

"Manny, slow down! You've eaten three strawberry cupcakes and an éclair! You do know we are having in dinner in an hour" You Warned as you watched him scraff down another strawberry cupcake with delight.

"But they are so tasty! Bitte meine Liebe, just one more!" Pleaded Manfred giving you his best puppy eyes as you sighed.

"You're gonna get sick if you eat too much sweet treats Manny" You Warned as Manfred picked up a strawberry cupcake and eat it with a smile on his face, licking his lips.

"Nonsense! I won't get sick!" Declared Manfred with a smile on his face. You giggled and shook your head. You continued to pick up the sweet treats with the money along with food and such. You'd watch as Manfred would sneak off with 5 cookies in his pocket as he went to work on his trophy room in the house or swipe a slice of cake when you weren't looking.

Until one day you came back from the market and saw that Manfred had not gotten out of bed yet. You frowned, this was unusual as Manfred was always up and about. You placed the shopping in the kitchen and went upstairs, calling out to Manfred.

"Manny? Manny are you up? Manny?" You Called. You entered into your shared bedroom and found Manfred still in bed. You looked confused.

"Manny? Are you awake?" You Asked. A pained groan was your answer and you rushed to his side. He was curled up in bed, clutching his stomach and groaning.

"Manny, tell what's wrong?" You Pleaded, worried he was hurt or suffering from some serious illness. Manfred looked at you, he was looking very sickly.

"Liebling, my stomach......" Groaned Manfred. You grew more concerned as Manfred struggled to tell you what's wrong.

"Your stomach? What's wrong with your stomach??" You Asked concerned. Manfred looked at you and his expression was a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

"I have a belly ache!" Admitted Manfred, a pink blush coming to his cheeks despite his situation. You blinked a few times at Manfred, wondering if he was joking or serious or whatever.

"You have a tummy ache?" You Reapeated. Manfred groaned something that sounded like a yes. You nodded and raised an eyebrow at him.

"And do you know what could have made you get a tummy ache, Manny?" You Asked, knowing full well what the answer was but you wanted to hear him say it.

"Mmff" Mumbled Manfred, his voice muffled by the silk pillow he laid his face on. You shook your head.

"Repeat that Manfred" You Asked.

"Mmmfff!" Mumbled Manfred more loudly but still muffled by the pillow. You rolled your eyes and pulled the pillow slowly away.

"Please repeat it. This time without the silk pillow to muffle it" You Asked. Manfred groaned but turned to you and looked at you, defeated.

"The sweet treats" Admitted Manfred at last and you gave him back the silk pillow as he rolled on to his back with a groan.

"Gott, es tut weh! I feel like I'm gonna throw up!" Cried Manfred as he clutched his stomach. Despite Manfred bringing this on himself, you didn't want to have him suffering all day.

"I know my sweetheart, tummy aches are the worst. But I know some remedies that might make you feel better" You Suggested smiling softly as Manfred looked at you with sad eyes.

"Ja bitte! Anything that could help Liebling, thank you" Smiled Manfred weakly as you smiled back and set about caring for your poor Red Baron.

You made him sit up gently and helped him drink some water, little sips first. You also made him some toast, remembering how toast used to help you when you were sick in the stomach. You sat beside him in bed, cuddling him and rubbing your tumb along his knuckles as you held his hand, just enjoying the quiet of the morning and the birds singing outside.

"I may have overate" Remarked Manfred blushing as his stomach look a little big but not overly big. Manfred's face twisted as his stomach knotted unpleasantly.

"I feel so sick" Groaned Manfred in a pained face. You hugged Manfred and made him lie down on the bed.

"My poor Manny" You Cooed as you lifted up his pj shirt and rubbed his belly to soothe his aching tummy. You continued doing this and you began to see a positive change in Manfred.

"Does this feel better?" You Asked smiling as Manfred gave you a smile.

"Ja, that does feel better. Thank you" Replied Manfred as he enjoyed the warm, soothing belly rubs and you smiled.

Soon, Manfred began to feel better and you both embrace in a cuddly hug, giggling and chuckling.

"You were right Y/N, I shouldn't have overate all those sweet treats" Manfred Admitted.

"It's okay Manny, I'm just glad you're feeling better" You Smiled.

"All thanks to you, mein süßes Mädchen" Remarked Manfred smiling and you two cuddled more closely on the bed.

"I bought home a cream roll with strawberries for tea" You Recalled. You giggled as Manfred gave you a grimace at the thought of eating another sweet dessert.

"Let's leave that for another time ja?" Asked Manfred chuckling. You chuckled and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Manfred and You spent that morning, cuddling and play fighting as Manfred began to feel better. You were Manfred's best medicine that day.

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[bubbelpop2]

Fascism. All over the world right now, but American fascism is the focus of this post.

Do me a favor and reblog this a lot

Okay, now that i have the attention of the right audience, i know we all fucking hate centrists for like, believing there's a middle ground between fascism and not fascism, but we need to start like, unifying the left and the center.

Historically, in Germany, when the mild left and the far left started splitting apart, and the centrists thought all leftists were extremist, the left failed to stop a fascist dictator from rising to to power.

Nearly the exact same thing is happening, right now. Instead of wasting your energy fighting people on the Internet who won't change their minds about their love of misinformation and mistreatment of minorities, if you're physically able to, you need to work on the people around you in real life. No single person can kill a single dictator and end fascism forever. Everyone, everywhere, needs to start focusing on protecting their local communities from fascism.

Most people are apolotical or find themselves extremely uncomfortable with politics, or are centrists, or are slightly right-leaning.

Start slow. Build up the community. Talk to your neighbors. Bring people together. Create trust. Hell, borrow sugar from your neighbors to make them a cake, doesn't matter.

Nothing can replace the human need to feel safe around the people you physically live next to. Most people don't. Most people in America don't really know the people they physically live next to. either because they're afraid that their neighbors might be fascist sympathizers, or because they're forced by poverty to move a lot because they can't afford rent going up, or because their friends are online.

You need to be friends with your neighbors. People need to know each other as real, physical beings that breathe and think and eat and tell jokes and live.

People that know each other are far more likely to provide each other with mutual aid when struggling financially. People that know each other are far more likely to physically stop undeserved violence from happening to each other.

People actually physically doing things to stop fascism works far better than letters placed in sentences in a cease-and-desist from the Internet.

try putting up posters-- that aren't condescending and get people to trust each other more than they trust the rich and cops. Ex: "the police are not legally required to protect you. The police are legally allowed to take anything from you, or kill you, and make up a probable cause to get away with it. When a cop decides to kill you, you're legally not allowed to fight back." Or "the political wants of the richest 1% of the population are, historically, the only political wants that get passed in America. The current structure of the American democracy allows this, and we need to change it."

Vote. Vote vote vote. Call representatives. Google what representatives are left-leaning, or centrist, or local and write them an email or call them. Encourage your neighbors to vote. Encourage your neighbors to get invested in injustice. You don't need to turn them into left-wingers to be able to convince them that people are having their rights taken away and it's not right.

Support the mail system! Maybe send your internet friends post cards or something, or letters. They also have swag/merchandise, in case you didn't know. The mail is antifascist, and is also a public service!

Remember that people don't change overnight

Remember it's easier to get away with punching fascists if your local community likes you. Keeping that in mind, even if you aren't known or well liked, it is always acceptable to punch fascists.

Don't let fascists speak. Don't give them a voice. Try not do anything that could make their words louder.

OH and also! If you have any relatives or people you know that aren't leftists but are susceptible to conspiracy theories, try feeding them a conspiracy theory that's actually true!

Something along the lines of "The United States has militantly interfered with the governments of countries that are communist a lot. We destabilize or go to war on those countries, put our own leaders or representatives in charge, and then we point at the country (which people still believe to be communist) and then convince everyone that it was communism that destroyed it. Because, the rich elite control the political and military actions of the US. Because if people see that communism is beneficial to human life, it will spread, and the rich elite will be inevitably made villains and soon die out."

Anyways, people that don't take action are bystanders. Bystanders of fascism make it very very easy for fascism to rise. If you want to do something, anything, just ONE thing to put a stop to it, you can pick anything from this list, but please, please talk to your neighbors. We need to unite centrists and leftists.

[alpine-forget-me-nots]

Welp, since you just liked & reblogged it's time for some Ivy lore!!

if you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog! (sorry if you already got this!)

Rats…

Welp here I go!

—I’m a military brat so I’ve traveled a bit around. The coolest place we were station was Germany and I really wanna go back one day! It was something that I’m so glad I got to experience. I’ve lived 4 different places including Germany, 3 of the US states all started with the same letter lol

—I’ve undergone surgery! It was for a birthmark removal. It was on my neck and my family has a long history of cancer so they were afraid it could potentially mutate into cancer cells. I feel/felt indifference to it. I honestly forget I have a scar there 99% of the time.

I had a coworker try to subtly ask me about it and I had no idea what she was talking about at first. She kept saying “what’s the answer to the question you get a lot?” And I was like “huh???”. She eventually just asked where I got the scar and I was “oh!”. It kinda looks like burnt skin so most people assume I got it from some tragic accident.

—I was born on the same day as my grandma and share the name of my great grandma! I won’t say what/when for…obvious reasons but I think it’s neat. My grandma was taking her sweet ass time eating her birthday cake. I used to have two last names as a tribute to her but my parents got it removed in middle school.

[roseletter]

16 Feb 2023 TH

BE CURIOUS

For the first time in several weeks, I've completed a full uniterrupted sleep. Says millions about my brain to have finally calmed down from its activities. I just needed to fine tune my presentation to Gaby, Head of Global MM and send one more BSC invitation for sustainability which was to my brain is a little more like a piece of cake.

All of us had presentations about ourselves and what we were working on. Mine was one of the strongest, leaves an impression and done professionally. Thanks to Nicolai, these were one of the things I've learned. I listen and observe from someone who I would like to emulate, then I adopt their best practices.

Gaby was another one, similar to the heads in Germany like Laura, she was slow to speak but with substance, she shows curiosity in every person who spoke by asking questions in a non probing way but with the intent and sincerity to learn more about him or her a little more. That's what I want to duplicate - be curious. And also read 99 books.

Today, Chandra showed me the PDQ cost and while I wanted to push that to FSH, my brain functioned again while thinkibg about Gaby and Nick. It's actually an opportunity to push for Black Belt. :)

Coming home, it felt like all sugar in my bidy have been used up. But all is well, I feel fulfilment.

[totaldramafan-lauri]

OK, I.....I think I’m ready now! I know this took a lot longer than usual, but that’s cuz it was SO HARD to order these! With the exception of the curveball that is my number six, I had all of these pegged as favorites, but actually ordering them was a challenge! X__X There’s no major gaps, it’s VERY close! I think  the biggest gap is between my top two and the others, but even then, it’s not by a lot.....Compare this to last year, where I had my runaway favorite picked out after three days, pffff....

B-but enough rambling.....here they are:

1. Australia. I love literally everything about this song. It’s such a good pump-up anthem for me, perfectly intense, the screaming isn’t overdone, the instrumental break is a thing of beauty, and the lyrics are GREAT. Not deep or anything, but a metal song that includes shouting “PROMISE ME IT’S GONNA BE ALRIGHT” and “PROMISE ME YOU’LL HOLD ME TILL I DIE” fits surprisingly well, sounding like someone on the verge of a breakdown and needing reassurance, but not in a downer way, in a “desperate optimism” way, which is EXACTLY what I want from a song like this that I’d listen to for a motivation boost. PERFECT song for me, favorite this year, I. Love. It.

2. Finland. A VERY CLOSE second, only being held back due to some nitpicks. This song manages to be both intense and fun at the same time! Super catchy, but packs one HECK of a punch! I never would’ve thought I would like a song like this, but it completely blindsided me!! Finland, OK, I know I said to keep sending rock songs, but harder stuff in general works too. XD

3. Malta. Just SO much fun, not much else to say here. Sounds like nothing else this year, great instrumentation, great beat, makes me wanna agree to dance, and that’s all there is to it

4. Norway. This is where the ordering got hard, but I think I’m comfy calling this fourth. I’ve REALLY gotten a lot of fun outta singing along to “HER NAME IS!!” This song is really grand and leaves an impact, and has one of the best choruses of the year

5. Poland. This year’s “no thoughts, head empty, CATCHY CATCHY CATCHY” winner. Nothing really much to say, it’s just the catchiest thing this year while not being annoying, and it puts a smile on my face. I’ve been humming it a lot. Dang, Poland might be starting a streak of goodwill for me, that’s three years in a row in my top ten....

6. Iceland. And HERE it is, the major curveball of the bunch. I originally thought this song was gonna settle at borderline tier, but NOPE, it still managed to grow on me even MORE somehow??? Like, I listened to it and was like, “WOW, I got more into that than Germany’s entry today”, and then “WOW, I got more into that than Moldova’s entry today”, and I....I THINK it finally settled here, but geez......This song is the obligatory “I love it, but I have a hard time justifying why” song of the year....gotta have at least one of those. I literally have nothing to say except I just flat ADORE the vocals on this, especially the chorus. I love this lady’s voice and I’m NOT sorry. That’s enough reason for me, it’s just THAT good. Me learning the lyrics and realizing this is the kinda thing I wanna sing to the people who hurt me one day is really just the icing on the cake. I already adored it before then. Am I expecting this to be a popular song? Heck no, but it’s become a standout for me against the odds.

7. Moldova. It was a REALLY REALLY REEEEEAAAAALLLYYYYY close race for seventh between this, Sweden, and Germany. After listening to all three of them today, I finally decided that this was my favorite of the three. Really cool, atmospheric song with an almost hypnotic melody. Makes repetitive work in the same way as “SHUM” did. Probably the second-catchiest song after Poland’s.

And here are my runners-up, my four “borderline favorites” that have the potential to be favorites in the final after the cuts in the semis:

8. Sweden. I feel AWFUL that the year Sweden brought Loreen back, she didn’t make my favorites.....but at least she made my top ten! Literally the only reason this isn’t higher is just strong competition. That’s IT. This is still an amazing entry from Sweden. GREAT lyrics, vocals, and atmosphere, it just didn’t QUITE catch my attention as much as the Moldovan song. I REALLY had to shed my bias for the artist in order to be fair here, and even then, it was hard. This is an S Tier song with an SS Tier above it.

9. Germany. Another massive grower that was close to making the favorites list before Iceland happened. This is a REALLY cool song with hecka “Hard Rock Hallelujah” vibes. Another pump-up anthem, but doesn’t hit as hard as my top two. Nuff said.

10. Serbia. Biggest guilty pleasure in years. I HATE how much I love this stupid, silly song! And yet, I can’t lie to myself....this song slaps. It slaps while making me question my sanity at the same time. What the HECK is this and why does it sound so flipping good. No joking, this is seriously a song that I’d even listen to just an instrumental version of if it existed, cuz the instrumentation here is AMAZING and the real star of the show. The vocals have grown on me, though.....

11. San Marino. YUP. Nearly ALL the rock and metal songs are big for me this year, including this one. Like the Icelandic song, I don’t expect this to be a popular pick, but I just can’t help but love it. Also like the Icelandic song, the vocals are the main reason why.

So.....yeah, these are my big songs to root for this year! But even then, there are plenty of other songs I really like, just not as much. This is gonna be another huge like tier. Romania and France will probably be topping it, with Austria, Cyprus, Belgium, and Czechia up there too. It’s amazing how many songs I “like but don’t love” for no reason other than the songs I love more getting more of my attention....when any of these come on, it’s always a good time still. Even songs on the lower end of the the like tier, like Armenia’s and Lithuania’s, have parts that stand out to me now after getting to know them.

The only song I’d say I’m indifferent to is probably Estonia’s, but it’s not HARD indifference. (And my feelings toward the Dutch entry are super complicated, but I’m settling for a “like, just not always in the mood for” with them)

Literally the only two songs I don’t like this year are Spain’s and Switzerland’s. And no, I don’t mean indifferent. No, I DISLIKE both of these, and I��m really sorry.....but Switzerland’s is just a massive downer and it sucks the life outta the mood whenever it comes up on the playlist, and I personally find Spain’s just really grating. I understand that kinda vocal is technically impressive, but I don’t like listening to it. A-again, I’m sorry, but....th-this post is just my opinions.

I-I.....I think I’ve rambled enough....

In the next few days, I plan on finally ripping off the band-aid and taking my first look at the betting odds, then planning my final rankings post. I’m not quite ready ordering all the “like but don’t love” songs yet, but I’m almost, I’d say.

I-if you bothered to read all this, I-I’m sorry my taste sucks XD

[strebcrarchives]

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Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

For the holidays Streber normally goes to Germany or the Philippines to visit family. Unfortunately he can't speak either language well, so his parents normally come to translate on both ends. He normally either spends time with his cousins or spends time with his grandparents. He loves playing with his little cousins on both ends of the family!

Streber had an older sister. She died when he was about two years old, Streber's parents never really told him how she died, and he doesn't want to open old wounds by asking. According to his parents she always talked about wanting to be an actress. That's what got Streber interested in acting. Knowing what happened to his sister made his parent's hospital visit hurt a lot more.

When Streber quit smoking to ease his nerves now he chews a nice cherry gum given to him by someone very close. :^)

While he can eat egg products just fine (I.E. Cake, mayo, ect) Streber hates eggs with a passion :^)

Streber was lucky enough to be ambidextrous. Despite losing an arm, he can still semi-ish perform task well. It’s still hard to get used to not having both arms unfortunately. 

Sterber fucking HATES Monopoly with a passion! When you have ADHD and autism that game is a FUCKING NIGHTMARE. Speaking from personal experience ( = v = ; )

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