#THIS ENOUGH SUGAR FOR YOU

[honehonn3honey]

Birthday boy 🎂

[r-aindr0p]

Rook. Idk if you'll see this first or not, but please send the package over... I have the money to get my mini rollo ok!

Sending them to y'all with a care package (a small packet of brown sugar and a mini pillow) dw they shouldn't multiply if the meals are spaced out enough. Rook is calibrating and sending

[saltnsugarbear]

and I can go anywhere I want (just not home)

summary: winter in DC is cold! but you have a loving girlfriend to warm you up

title from: "my tears ricochet" by Taylor Swift

word count: 0.7k

content warnings: none! soft, warm day today!

side note: starting a small collection of gifts with Emily Prentiss and my beloved Ruby! I'm so delighted to call you my friend, you're soso sweet <3 this one is for you, my beloved

divider from @/tsunami-of-tears! who did the original one that I use but I'm using her winter themed ones for today!

Living so close to the water in winter is a nightmare. Winter in D.C. can be a blessing or a curse, depending on the weather.

That's why you're so glad Emily's apartment has heating.

How she manages such a nice place on a government salary in downtown D.C. is a mystery to you. But she manages. A place to the both of you.

And Sergio...

Sergio is a blessing of his own, a miniature heater that can be carried from room to room. Despite Emily's willingness, you're incredibly conscious of heating in the house. Favoring blankets, bundling and Sergio over turning on the heater.

Georgetown prices were not something you favored.

However, Emily knew this habit of yours, setting the heating to go on when she needed. She was more willing to make the apartment comfortable instead of nesting in one spot all night. You supposed it was easier for her to rationalize as the person who paid the bills for the apartment.

But Emily also had a habit of keeping her windows open at night. Except for the obvious safety hazard it caused, the cold from the waterfront sneaking in.

Maybe she did it on purpose. So that you had no option but to cuddle up next to her. Face buried in her sleep shirt, arms wrapped tightly around your stomach under your sweater. Sergio is tucked in the notch of her legs, cozying up to both his parents.

A blessing from the cold air is it makes Emily sleep like a log. She's hard to wake after a cold night.

That makes it easier for you to sneak out of bed. Replacing your body with a pillow under her arm before slipping away.

Your rustling, however, wakes Sergio. He's a silent cat, following you out of the bedroom like a second shadow. You're both silent as you pad into the kitchen, starting up the coffee pot and grabbing the sugar from the pantry.

Emily's started this bad habit of feeding Sergio on the counter top, causing you to conform to this habit. Grabbing his food bowl from the dish rack and the container of wet food from the fridge. He's graceful in his jump onto the counter, sitting politely in his designated spot on the counter. You put his breakfast in his dish before serving it to him.

The machine is done by the time Serge is fed, coffee carafe ready for you to pour. You collect your and Emily's mugs from the cabinet, setting them down and pouring them. You know how Emily likes her coffee so you're quick to prepare both cups and stirring them thoroughly.

Sergio chirps at you when he's done and you know it's time to set out his water for him. Once he's set up again on the counter you collect your cups, walk steady back to the bedroom.

Emily is still asleep when you enter the room, setting your cups down on the nightstand on your side of the bed. The bed is cold when you climb under the covers, wriggling you way over to Emily. She stirs when you slip cold fingers against her skin.

"Y're cold.." She mutters, face half squished against her pillow. You can't help but grin as you kiss her cheek, then her shoulder, then her nose, teasing her until she glares at you for avoiding her lips.

"Good morning.." You say softly before appeasing her, kissing her gently. She's pliable in the mornings, melting into your touch, a much different version of her than the one you see after work.

"Good morning," she sighs before pushing herself up. You're quick to follow, reaching for her mug and giving it to her with a kiss on the cheek.

"It snowed last night.." You tell her, nodding your head towards her windows. You can't see it from the bed, with how high up her apartment is, but the reflection is obvious.

"And I have the day off.." Emily reminds you quietly, watching as your face lights up. "So we can stay in bed all day.."

She's teasing you, leaning in close enough that it would be easy to close the gap.

"I like the sound of that..." You whisper and she smiles.

"Me too.."

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i always feel bad when i see how the point of a lot of saiki's personality traits flew right over the heads of a lot of fans due to him being an unreliable narrator and a tsundere lol.. so a lot of things he says are immediately proved to be untrue and often just him putting up a front, but some people dont pick up on it..

like i see a lot of "haha saiki would never want to watch a romance movie" guys there is an entire chapter (170) dedicated to him being like "i much prefer mysteries to romance stories.." and then immediately becoming absolutely enamored with a romance story.. he was lying, guys, LMAO

less specific ones include:

"i hate children, they annoy me" *goes out of his way to help kids, comfort them, be kind to them, etc.*

"i only use my powers for self gain/my own convenience." "anyway my mama told me to never use my powers selfishly so i always use them to help people and i try my best not to use them for personal gain<3"

"those guys are so annoying, i would never hang out with them willingly." "yeah it took them about two sentences to convince me to go with them. their thoughts seemed like they really wanted me to go, so i did. i didnt want them to be upset. not that i care about them or anything."

(sorry i post about this kind of thing a lot, i just giggle a lot at how the entire manga is so easily misinterpreted and thousands of people have watched the show but didnt pick up on the main characters most defining character traits and frequent bits.. i think there needs to be a masterlist or something disproving all the extremely common misconceptions about saiki k lol)

[yutamayo]

My master says I just have a unique spirit.

[izzyspussy]

the fact that they made it illegal to make ads louder than programs on tv in 2010 but haven't updated it to apply the same regulation to streaming. who do i have to call.

[canine-economy]

so the surname on his employee card is totally juárez, right? 🌺

[rosemaryreality]

So like, you know how our Megumi's name means blessing/grace? But it can also be written with the kanji for love?

Hear me out: Imagine that Yuuji and Megumi finally get to first name basis, and after that Yuuji decides to change Megumi's contact name on his phone, but Yuuji hasn't ever seen how Megumi's name is written, and for some reason he writes it with the kanji for "love" instead of blessing (maybe becuse he subconsciously associates Megumi with love 👀)

And then, after Yuuji gets to see how Megumi's name is actually written he feels a little embarrassed but...doesn't change it, it's not a big deal, anyways, and he's already used to reading the kanji and knowing it's Megumi, he doesn't need to change it. Not changing it is a perfectly normal and platonic thing to do...right?

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Billy: I fucking hate you right now

Stu: Are we doing an enemies to lovers arc right now?

[vivipuri]

visual representation of when King Candy was mentioned in my animation class last semester ;;

[ego-meliorem-esse]

You, my gentle boy, know loneliness, but today grief takes your hand.

My poor feral forest baby... You've been through a lot and by God you shall go through a lot more.

[the-magpie-archives]

Several times recently I've found myself making tea whilst listening to The Magnus Archives, and as a result I've developed a silly little headcanon...

I'm not sure if it's a nationwide thing, but certainly throughout my life I've experienced the weird stigma of having sugar in your tea. It's not direct or aggressive, but there always seems to be this vague notion that sweetening your tea makes you less strong, less manly. I rarely see men ask for sugar, and often observe an obvious proudness in teenage boys when they say "no sugar, thanks."

Picture Jonathan Sims, newly appointed archivist, worried he's not good enough, placed haphazardly in power of people who were very recently peers, and desperately trying to prove he's the right man for the job. Everything seems to be falling apart a bit, and he's not at all sure his assistants have any faith in him; he had to ask for a tape recorder because he couldn't get his laptop to work properly - that's embarrassing.

Now imagine Martin: office sweetheart, gets along with pretty much anyone, just moved to a new position working with two close friends, and the attractive guy from research is his boss (he's a bit rude and stuck up, but it's probably just the stress, right?). He's pretty comfortable! Aside from the occasional snide remark from Jon it is a good job, which is especially pleasing considering how he got to work at the institute in the first place.

Two opposing forces, as we all well know! But what's better at building bridges than a nice cup of tea? Martin makes a lot of tea, but I like to think he memorises how everyone takes theirs. Regardless, he has to ask at least once.

And so, kind, sweet, gentle Martin, his offer of a cup of tea promptly accepted, would have the misfortune of saying, "do you take that with sugar?" to an embarrassed, flustered Jon, who's trying desperately not to confront any romantic feelings he might have hidden away. The ensuing scoff and slightly too enthusiastic 'No! Thank you.' would be enough to remember that preference for a while.

As times go on, hundreds of cups of tea later, things get less tense between the pair, and Martin never has to revisit the question; but late one night, shortly before Jon is to leave for Great Yarmouth and Martin is to risk it all to take down Elias, Jon places a hand gently on Martin's shoulder and asks "Could I have a cup of tea?". Of course Martin says yes, it's the least he could do, but as he turns to go and make it, Jon calls out again. "With sugar, please."

Just a tiny vulnerability, but enough. By that point most of Jon's facade has been torn roughly away many times, but letting go of small points of pride often means more than non-deliberate actions. Having enough bravery to admit to liking something soft and sweet is harder than you'd think.

Maybe during those six months after, Martin would watch the sugar dissolve into his own tea with a painful melancholy, the sweetness a bitter memory.

[nguyenfinity]

Switch is back after their Valentine's event for White Day to bring you Magic for your special someone(s)! Show your friends and fans a little appreciation in return, whether you're sailing for a Romancing Cruise or just for lifting their spirits A little bit UP!!

art-only below the cut!

[saltnsugarbear]

where you told me even if we died tonight (that I'd die yours)

summary: Tyler doesn't like winter usually, but he's learning to live with it

title from: "House In Nebraska" by Ethel Cain

word count: 0.7k

content warnings: um none really!!! gets a little spicy at the end though <3

side note: for my beloved Moon! our beloved cowboy <3 my tornado wrangler Moon i adore you <3

Tyler hated winter.

Winter meant no tornado season! It's was a lazy season for the crews content creation, spending the extra free time preparing for the next tornado season.

Everyone bundled up either away in the camper or their respective homes. Tyler retreated to his house in Nebraska.

Not really his, but yours. You lived just outside of Grand Island on a decent amount of land. Most of it was covered in trees but you had a small enough barn on your property to house two cows and a smaller coop for your chickens.

It was a quiet life that the Wranglers had been shocked by, mouths agape when they first came to your house for dinner. You were the exact opposite of what they expected for Tyler. Quiet, reserved, relaxed.

You liked the quiet life you had, driving into town for weekly farmers markets and selling your animal products and produce to the people in town. It was almost comical how much your life resembled that of a fantasy.

But being such meant you were an early riser and well.... That was maybe Tyler's least favorite part. Waking up to an empty bed every morning was upsetting for anyone. Especially when he thinks he's worn you out the night before only to open his eyes to an empty pillow.

But he knows you love your animals. Knows you cherish the routine and home you've created for yourself here. So he wouldn't ask you to change it.

In fact he kind of likes being your house husband, only bringing in a third of the household earnings didn't emasculate him. Albeit you weren't actually married. He liked getting to cook and tidy up and just exist.

You never expected him to provide or help out but took it graciously. He learned your storage methods and how you liked your coffee and how dark you liked your steak.

All of this to say, he has your second cup of coffee ready for you when you come in from the barn. Your routine was just as easy to learn as your coffee order and you came inside the house at nearly the exact same time everyday.

So the mug is waiting for you when you enter the house, beelining for the kitchen.

Tyler is leaning on his elbows on the counter, forehead resting against the mug in his hands and eyes shut. He does a better job of wearing himself out than you. Your footsteps don't wake him as you approach the peninsula counter, sidling up to his side. You're soft with your kiss to his cheek, pecking along his scruff and making him stir.

"Morning, cowboy..." You whisper, pressing another kiss to his cheek before backing off. He huffs while you wrap your hands around the mug, settling a little aways from him.

"G'morning..." Tyler sighs, leaning up against the counter to stand straight. He sets his mug down before resting his hands on the counter to brace his weight.

He notices your lack of winter clothes, brow furrowing as he looks around for them. Tyler spots your jacket, hat and gloves over the side of the couch, slowly piecing together your plan.

"Someone's eager this morning," Tyler grins at you, pushing off the counter to corner you against it. He's smooth as you takes the mug from your hands, setting it just out of reach from both of you. You can't help but match his grin.

"Need to warm up somehow...." You say, sliding your hands around to rest along his lower back.

"Really? And what way might that be?" He tries to feign innocence, bracketing your body with his arms while he places his hands on the counter.

"Oh, I think you know..." You tease him, pushing your hips to meet his. You can feel the slight bulge in his low resting pants that tells you he's on the same page.

"Care to enlighten me? Think I need a little help getting the hint.." Tyler teases but you're all too eager to please, surging forward and kissing him roughly. A complete opposite to your soft hands over his stomach.

Maybe Tyler didn't hate winter if it meant living like this.

[randomalistic]

hi i finally finished your 3 month old wreck-it-ralph analysis video and was surprised you didn’t mention in the greed symbolism section how sugar rush was made out of sweets. also how dare you say that no one cares about crumbelina . the racers are the best designed characters in the movie. and have you seen their karts?? they all have their own names!!! it’s so cool!! sugar rush was so well designed i have obsessed over sugar rush in wreck it ralph my whole life i know all the racers by heart i even cosplayed as rancis fluggerbutter you dont even know. ohhhh you dont even know i love all of them their names and karts and designs and personalities i love themm oh so muchh i am screaming crying on the floor frothing at the mouth i swear if anyone has footage of the real life sugar rush arcade game i am begging please show it to me and i swear i will spend every dollar and forfeit every possession i have to own the sugar rush arcade game ohh you dont even know ohhh you dont even knoww i am SCREAMINGG I WANT TO LIVE THERE I AM HYPERVENTILATING I AM NOT SANE I AM NOT SANE OHHHHH SUGAR RUSSHHH OHHHH SUGAR RUSH SPEEDWAYYYY ITS SO WELL DESIGNED THE GUMBALL SECTION IS SO COOL OHHHH MYYYY AND THE MENTOS AND THE COTTON CANDY CLOUDS OHHHHH OH MY OH MY OH MY HAVE YOU SEEN THE ROBLOX GAME RECREATION OF SUGAR RUSH YOU NEEEEEDD TO SEE IT IT IS SO ACCURATE YOU CAN PLAY IT AND DRIVE THE KARTS I AM SCREAMING YOU DONT EVEN KNOW I AM SJHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHSSHSHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAH CRYINGGG RIGHT NOW I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS MOVIE AND SUGAR RUSH AHSHAHSHHSHS I AM GENUINELY CRYING AND HYPERVENTILATING I CANT BREATHE THIS MOVIE IS SO ARTISTIC I LOVE THIS MOVIE MY HANDS ARE SHAKING I AM TWITCHING THIS MOVIE IS SOGOOODDD ANAJSHHSSHSHHSH CRYINGGG HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH I SWEAR TO GOD DISNEY BETTER ADD A SUGAR RUSH SECTION TO THEIR PARKS I WANT TO LIVE THERE I WANT TO BE THERE I AM NOT SANE I AM NOT SANE PLEASE DISNEY MAKE A SHOW ABOUT THE SUGAR RUSH RACERS I AM BEGGING YOU I AM BEGGING YOU ON MY HANDS AND KNEES I AM CRYING AND COUGHING I I I I I ANSHAHSHSHSHSHSHSJSJSJSJSH cool analysis btw

Seeing this from a glance and watching it gradually turn to crazed all-caps rambling is So Inspiring. 🍭🍬🍫 🫵 You’re goddamn right I HAVE been sleeping on the Sugar Rush racers. They’re actually peak and their designs are incredible they deserve the world and they would probably still bully me even though I’m an adult. Anyways I think you were born to be the #1 Sugar Rush fan and I hope you become reincarnated as your Sugar Rush OC and live in a 1:1 replica of Sugar Rush until the end of time. Thank you for going absolutely feral in my askbox btw I loved reading this LMAO (Genuine.) ❤️

[i-cant-sing]

snow, I'm 1,000 lights away from crumbling apart bcs I desperately need the next part of TTAU

I'm at 9k words, I need a couple more 3-4k and then it'll be done!