#Yeti Yeti More Spaghetti

[dragona-australia]

Occultic Paladin of Forgiveness.

[judging-will-wood-confessions]

(Tw: Dream description is a little vile, in the icky gore way) a few months ago I had a dream where Gordon Ramsay chained me and my little sister to the floor where the only was we could get free is if we made intestine spaghetti that tasted good, and will wood showed up and saved us from Gordon and the only reason why was actually because Gordon Ramsay was chaining us to the floor in will’s house. Anyways, we arrange a rat play date for our rats to meet up, and as I walk down the street, will wood is singing ‘let it go’ with Elsa, and there is a really huge slide in someone’s yard made out of ‘yeti intestine’ so it was big enough for it to be a tunnel slide for a human. Anyways, me and will go down it and we get stuck because the whole thing was actually filled with blood, so we have to climb out and he is drunkenly singing ‘singin in the rain’

there was way more to this dream but this ask is getting a little long 💀

I saw gore and I'm not reading that. If this needs other trigger warnings let me know

[yetiyetimorespaghetti]

I know this is a pipe dream, but I might as well become an Eragon blog since it occupies so much of my headspace.

I know they’re making a Disney+ adaptation of the first book, and since they’re not making it a cartoon (like I’d hoped), my only request for the series is to have John Malkovich reprise his role as the evil king Galbatorix. If anyone has Captain Mertin’s email address, could they ask John if he’d be willing to do this favor for me?

Yeti Yeti More Spaghetti

[matty-hatter]

yo yo yo same person that asked abt the bob cryptid thingy what abt any of the other spookies people? like dexter or eyes? or (if you count the doll as not dexter) happy fella? or any of the other characters like the main kids or the hatzgang? what crytpids, where, and what powers?

Omg, you're gonna have me making a whole-ass Cryptid AU starting my next day off XD I will have to think more into it.

But the Hatzgang would probably roam in a colder climate, maybe yeti-esque like cryptids?

Pump would probably be a headless horseman-type ghost, and Skid would be either just an actual living skeleton-like creature or a Gashadokuro which is basically a giant skeleton made from many different smaller skeletons of people who died in despair.

As for Dex, he'd either be an insect cryptid or a feline cryptid (because of irony) that feeds on farm animals and other animals with the misfortune of running into them.

The Eyes would definitely be some sort of sea monster IMO. I mean dude already looks like a weird deformed spider octopus spaghetti thing. Lmfao.

I think Kevin would probably be similar to a Gargoyle or something like that.

Streber and Ethan are real vampires but probably transform into giant Bat creatures instead of regular bats.

Rick is probs similar to a Sasquatch.

Radford would probably be a reptilian creature for some reason??? idk it just fits IMO.

Lila is probably a siren/witch.

Jaun I can see being either a Lamia or a Harpy-type creature

Aughhh I will delve more into this and think it through but I will probably make like a small series of drawings with info on their pages like a Cryptid encyclopedia of sorts lol.

[timegears-moved]

one of the reoccurring minor plots is that a 3 year old with the mental capacity of an adult is trying to abolish capitalism in the big city. there's a yeti couple living in an abandoned mansion and the guy yeti is like 10 times the size of and more visibly monstrous than the girl yet they made him a malewife. you can collect insects for a little girl that is insane about them and gives you strange and off-putting dialogue about each bug everytime you give her one and practically threatens you if you try to leave her home without giving her bugs she doesn't have yet. one of the modes of transportation in this game is being shot out of a giant canon by a depressed clown and landing on your feet with no injuries. there's a spaghetti western style minigame where the objective is to talk to 20 different cats. a chicken attempts to flirt with link. they made tingle into a sexyman caricature.

twilight princess funniest zelda game ever made

[aestheticvoyage2021]

Day 270: Monday September 27, 2021 - “Book Worm”

A couple months back, when William was still very small and not yet into the magic of all his books, my Dad and I built him a very nice homemade Bookshelf. The rainy and hot summer, and pace of life had kept us from finishing all the aesthetic. This past weekend, where cool and dry weather finally won out, we decided it was time to get this project done!   Stained, Painted, back board added, touched up, secured.   Good timing too - with William now really enjoying his books that had been piled neatly under his changing table.   His favorite books (or at least ours) are the Llama Llama book, and Little Blue Truck. (Ok, I admit, I personally also really enjoy the Popout Peekaboo book)  There are other gems in there too that we can’t wait to explore, like the Yeti Spaghetti book and Alaska books!  So much for us to enjoy and I can’t wait until he gets a preference; I thought about that as we took inventory tonight and got all of them organized (one of my own favorite things to do on my big boy bookshelf!) and decorated for him, flipping through the pages of the ones we haven’t read yet. Someday I imagine we’ll have to get Grandpa Jim back over here to build a bigger shelf for more books!  But for now, this one turned out just perfect and is so special.  We’ll be picking out good books off this for a long time!

Song:  Luda - Llama Llama Red Pajama

Quote: Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,   And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies   Is a wee one's trundle-bed; So shut your eyes while Mother sings   Of wonderful sights that be, And you shall see the beautiful things   As you rock in the misty sea   Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:—            Wynken,            Blynken,            And Nod.

[brutal-nemesis]

Crackcember, baby

Aren’t you tired of taking things seriously all the time? Don’t you just want to go apeshit?

Now, with Crackcember, you can! Equipped with ridiculous prompts I came up with in the span of a half hour, you, too, can now write crackwhump. 

Since this is official in zero ways, you can do as many or as little of these as you want! You can do them out of order! You can do them whenever! The last thing I want is for writing crackwhump to be stressful, because that is exactly not the point. Honestly it’s more a of a prompt list for those who wish to join me in crackwhump hell. Without further ado, my brainrot:

Worm on a string

Vaguely threatening can of beans

They did surgery on a grape

I don’t have a Costco membership??!

Fish in the tube, what will he do

Teeth in places they shouldn’t be (Be creative loves <3)

Hot Pockets~

There are only cargo shorts

What if we kissed in  ___? Haha, jk...unless…?

Some choccy milk (cuz you’re epic)

Only five cornflakes

Ladies’ night at Cheesecake Factory!

You open a yeti cooler and there is an opossum inside

Handful of multiracial plastic babies

Spaghetti bolognese and rice

Carpeted shower

Bone density machine, I left it in the park

There is a slice of pizza stuck to the ceiling 

Wake up, Paul Hollywood is standing over you

It’s time for lettuce club

Low res picture of a horse, oh god those teeth look long

Long furby, with a blender

Tree! It grows squids

But what does good mac and cheese sound like?

A work of art by Da Vinky…

I came home and there was a lobster on the couch

This is an Old Spice commercial

Even now the evil seed of what you’ve done germinates within you

Fistfight the Keebler elves!

Texting your minecraft girlfriend

The only things in the fridge are a balloon animal and a bottle of soy sauce. Dinner?

But Nemi, you think, I’m intimidated by the powerful aura of prompts such as numbers 19 and 29. No worries, young crackling! I have a handful of alternate prompts as well, consisting of words and images!

Alternates!

Word prompts:

Moist

Crunchy

Effervescent 

Pigeons

Tweed

Teeth

Sponge

Image prompts:

So uh yeah lmk if you write any crackwhump based on this (or draw, I guess). I wanna see it. Just tag it with “crackcember” and what prompt you used :) (for images just, uh, say “image prompt” don’t try to describe these you might hurt yourself). 

[deamhan-thuaidh]

Week 2 update

So, Saturday was the week 2 point. Thought I'd make note of some things, both for myself to keep track and also in case any of it might be useful.

Wasn't expecting to notice anything really at this stage, especially as I'm starting on Testogel which is slower to start with than shots. Still, I have noticed some things I think, but I'm wary some things might be wishful thinking... Time will tell.

- eyebrows seem a bit thicker, and I think I have a few new beard hairs (had super patchy beard pre-T and quite a lot of body hair because I'm part yeti apparently)

- some new nip hairs (?TMI), and I think abdomen and chest hairs very slightly darker and longer than before

- throat has been intermittently rather dry and uncomfortable for the last week or so. No audible voice changes yet that I've noticed, but here's hoping

- haven't noticed change in sweating or appetite yet, but I've never been one for either of those to start with

- slightly more muscle mass in upper arms and shoulders, but only slightly plus my starting point was "limp spaghetti"

- mood more stable and I think sleep isn't so stupidly difficult, but I didn't set the bar very high

- shark week fecked off after five doses. Could tell it was trying to happen but just... Didn't. HELL YEAH for that

- face very slightly less feminine?

LONG POST, but I probably won't update too frequently anyway, I think that's it for now.

[that-winged-rat]

Redemption

Redemption ~ Part 3

*not my gif*

Summary: Sam and Jack chance a visit to Y/N, but it takes an unexpected turn for everyone.

Pairing: None

Characters: Y/N Y/L/N, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Dean Winchester

Warnings: For once, I actually don’t think there is any. But if there is any, let me know :)

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Okay okay okay. I know I’ve already written and uploaded part 3 of this, but the more I thought about it the less I was happy with it. So I’ve decided to rewrite it to what it was originally going to be and I hope that this part is much better. Feedback is always encouraged and welcomed! Enjoy :)

Masterlist

Redemption Masterlist

6 Months Later

Y/N stood on the porch of her cabin, leaning against the bannister and gazing at the view, knowing that she chose the perfect spot. The mountain breeze was nippy, but she didn’t mind. She just closed her eyes as it washed over her face and played with her hair. 

The floorboards behind her creaked and she shot her eyes open, but made no move to turn around, as she already knew who it was.

“Y/N?” Sam said, carefully moving towards her, Jack following closely behind him.

“You two got some balls showing up here,” she said and finally turned around to face the two men. She leaned back against the railing, her elbows supporting her and her feet crossed. “And audacity.”

Sam looked down to his feet and sighed, before looking back up to her. “I know we have no right to ask this, but... we need–”

“I know what you need. Well, I know what you want,” she started. “You want my help. But you think that after you lied to me – after you forced me to share things that I didn’t want to share – that I would just willingly help you again?” She scoffed. “Wow, you two really are dumb.”

Jack stepped forward, now slightly in front of Sam. “I’m sorry about what I did. But we really need your help. It’s about Dean,” he said, carefully watching Y/N’s expression to get any hint if she was going to help or not.

She chuckled lightly. “I don’t care,” she said. “You robbed me of my one chance to be happy.” She leaned forward. “So for all I care, you can all suffer,” she finished, her voice threateningly low.

“You don’t mean that,” Sam said, shaking his head. 

“How the hell would you know? You don’t know the first thing about me.”

“Yeah, actually, I do. I know what happened in ‘65,” Sam said.

Y/N snapped her head to Jack, fire burning in her eyes. “You know, after what you forced me to tell you about that, I thought you would have the decency to think ‘huh, maybe she doesn’t want me telling people she barely knows about her past’. But I guess not.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” Jack said, looking at her through his big brown eyes.

“Sorry don’t pay the bills, Bambi,” she said. Silence washed over the three of them for a moment before Y/N pushed herself off of the bannister and walked closer to Sam and Jack. “Actually... I have something to show the two of you. It’s your very own personalised Mickey Mouse Clubhouse!”

She placed a hand on either of their shoulder and out of instinct, Sam and Jack both closed their eyes when they felt a strange pulling sensation in their chests.

When they opened their eyes, however, they were back at the bunker. But on the front of the door, instead of the traditional Men of Letters logo, it was Mickey Mouse. And Y/N’s words repeated in Sam’s head: “your very own personalised Mickey Mouse Clubhouse!”

He looked at Jack and could tell that the same thought was running through his head. They both sighed and opened the door, nearly having a heart attack when they saw a six-foot Mickey Mouse plush in the door way.

Once they recovered, they pushed it aside and opened the front to the inside of the bunker, just in time to hear shouts from Dean.

“What the hell!?”

Sam and Jack looked at each other before heading down the stairs. “Dean?” Sam called out. The two of them frowned when they saw Donald Duck walk around the corner and into the war-room.

“Either you two pissed off someone real powerful, or Gabriel isn’t dead,” Dean said angrily, placing his hands on his hips. He was dressed head-to-toe in a full on Donald Duck costume; like the one that walks around Disney Land.

“Dean?” Sam asked again. Dean raised his hands out to his sides, answering Sam’s question. “What the hell happened?”

 Dean sighed and removed Donald’s head from his and held it under his arm. “You tell me! I’m just making a sandwich and the next thing I know... I’m frickin’ Donald!”

Sam sighed, knowing that he would have to tell Dean that him and Jack didn’t go to see a movie in Wichita. “Um, we went to go speak to Y/N. To see if she could help with Michael.”

“Well, I can only imagine how that went,” Dean replied sarcastically.

“Yeah, she was... not happy with us, at all,” Jack spoke up.

The sound of footsteps then came from the library and they all looked in that direction to see Cas, dressed up as Goofy, but like Dean, he was holding the head in his hands.

Although Dean was mad, he couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his mouth. But the laugh turned to a cough when Cas glared at him.

“Well at least there’s no permanent damage,” Sam said, rubbing his head and squeezing his eyes shut.

“You alright, man?” Dean asked, taking a step closer to him.

Sam opened his eyes again and cleared his throat. “Yeah. Yeah, just a headache.”

“Alright, well, I’m gonna go get changed out of this crap,” he said before walking off to his bedroom, Cas leaving to do the same not long after.

---

The sound of bubbling water was drowned out by the voice of a game show host, introducing the contestants to the audience, while spaghetti was being stirred around a pan with a wooden spoon. 

Once the long pasta was limp enough, the water was drained from the pan, and the spaghetti was scooped out onto a plate before the bolognese was added on top. Y/N carried the plate over to the couch in front of the TV and dug in.

Just as she was about to take a bite of the first forkful, she felt a presence behind her. She sighed and threw her fork back onto her plate in a huff.

“Jack, normally when someone disappears or sends you away whenever you try to talk to them, it usually means they wanna be left alone,” she said, as Jack walked to stand in front of her. “Also, you’re blocking my view of the TV.”

“What did you do to Sam?” Jack asked, ignoring her theatrics.

“I didn’t do anything to the Yeti.” Y/N stood up and moved to a different part of the couch where she could see the game show.

“You’re lying,” he said confidently. “He was fine before he came here, and now he’s sick. What did you do to him?”

“Well, if you did your research before interrupting my dinner, you would realise that, like I said, I didn’t do anything; it’s reverse altitude sickness,” she said through a mouthful of her spaghetti.

He frowned. “Can you fix it?”

Y/N mirrored his expression, and furrowed her brows as well. “Why would need me to do that when you–” she stopped herself as she slowly tilted her head back, her mouth agape, and realisation hitting her like a truck. “You can’t, can you? No, you’ve still got your mojo, which means you’re able to, just not allowed to. What happened, huh? Did Jacky-boy get grounded?”

Jack shook his head. “I didn’t get grounded. I just... I wanted to know what you did to him first.”

“But now you know that I didn’t do anything, so you can go fix him,” she said, smirking, knowing that she was right, and that for some reason, Jack couldn’t fix him.

He hesitated. “Come with me,” Jack said firmly, going to grab her arm.

She leaned to the side and moved her arm away from him. “Whoa. Hard pass I’m afraid. See, I have this rule: stay away from assholes. And as you can see–” she held her arms up, showing off her home– “I’m doing a pretty good job so far.”

Jack was quiet for a moment. He took a quick step forward and placed a hand on her knee, before the both of them disappeared. 

And before Y/N could comprehend what was happening, there was a smashed plate of spag bol on the bunker floor, and she was being dragged through the bunker’s hallways by Jack. She ripped her arm free and stopped walking, prompting Jack to do the same.

“Okay, I’ve said this to Dean, and I’ll say it to you: touch me again, and it’ll be the last thing you do,” she warned. “Secondly, you owe me spaghetti bolognese. Thirdly, I don’t appreciate being kidnapped and taken to a place I can’t teleport out of. Fourthly–”

“Alright, I get it, you don’t want to be here,” Jack interrupted. “But please, help Sam and Dean.”

Y/N sighed. “Fine. But tell me something first,” she said. “Why can’t you help them?”

“I’ll tell you after.”

She was silent for a moment. “Okay, well, it was bad seeing you again, Jack. I hope you find a way to save Dean.” 

She began to walk away but stopped when she felt a hand on her arm again. Jack immediately dropped his hold on her when she turned around and glared at him.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she said and took a menacing step towards him, her eyes turning a subtle but noticeable red. Jack relaxed a little – but not completely – when she didn’t take another step forward, and he knew that she wasn’t going to go through with her previous threat.

“Y/N?” She didn’t tear her gaze from Jack’s when she heard Castiel’s voice behind her. “What’re you doing here?”

Y/N kept staring at the Nephilim for a few seconds before she smiled and turned around. “I was just leaving,” she said and tried to walk past Cas, but he blocked her off and she released an overdramatic groan.

“Dean has an archangel locked away in his head,” Cas started. “And when Michael gets out – and he will get out – he will burn this world to the ground.”

She placed a hand over her heart. “That is truly awful. I’ll make sure to grab a tissue on my way out,” she said, and pretended to wipe a tear from her eye.

“No one’s that heartless. Not even you,” Cas said. “Now I don’t know what’s happened since the last time we saw each other, but I’m guessing that you know what it’s like to loose someone who’s family. I know what that’s like, Sam knows what it’s like, but Jack doesn’t. Don’t be the reason he has to experience it. And don’t be the reason Sam has to lose his brother. Again.” 

Y/N didn’t say anything as she looked to the ground. “Damnit,” she muttered to herself a minute later, but it was loud enough for Jack and Cas to hear.

“You’ll help?” Jack asked, unable to hide his excitement.

She sighed. “Reluctantly.”

Cas smiled. “That’s good enough for us.”

---

Tagged: @supernaturalenchanted @vicmc624 @deanwanddamons​

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Mount Everest Ain't Got Shit On Us (Fezco x fem!reader, part 7.)

Description: You were always told that your life will be as you wish it to be if you’ll study enough. That it will pay off if you work hard. And some people were given you like the scary example of what will happen when you don’t obey. But sometimes it feels good to disobey.

 A/N: None really this time?

Warnings: Fezco being FLUFFY as fuck. Rue and Jules with yo sis Fran being fucking the best supporting bitches ever. No drugs or so mentioned, except weed, this part is overall pretty ok I think. 

Read the rest here, babe:  PART 1  PART 2  PART 3  PART 4  PART 5  PART 6

Masterlist and declaration: H E R E

When you have a meeting which is truly important for you, the time slows down around you. It could be a meeting with someone new, which usually tears you apart from the inside because of the curiousness of how it will be, to be with them.

You have those feelings when you have an appointment with your new work. Your nervous about the questions that they will ask you - you're nervous that you will not answer correctly. People can be very keen on the first impressions.

The same feeling appears in your chest when you have to go to meet someone for the last time in your life. A sudden feeling of loneliness stops the world turning around you. You feel the need to be sad, to be alone, you feel a lot of anxiety.

So when Fez didn't text you for the first week, you felt like you have fucked something like. When you told Fran, she just busted out of laughter, watching you with her eyes closed playfully. She giggled for the last time.

She always told you that she finds you astonishingly beautiful, especially in your tight dress showing your cleavage almost completely and some high heels on. When you were doing a little catwalk to Rue and Jules, Rue told you that you should not wear them when you'll go out with Fez, because it could give him a heart attack. So you decided that those were definitely the ones to wear when being with Fez on a date.

"Are you serious? You from all the people feel insecure? Shithead, you're hilarious sometimes, for god's fuckin' sake." - Fran swung her feet on the small table in front of the TV, taking a fistful of popcorn and shoving it up to her mouth. It was almost nine p.m., Cal was already sent to bed and you two watched some badly written and badly shotted horror movie. Your mom and your dad were on the way to your old hometown to visit granny and grandpa.

“What would I even do without your honesty?” - You snuggled to her side as you always did. From the time you were small, Fran was basically the boy-ish manly element in your everyday life. She was the big sister who was rude, loud, who was cursing like a sailor with the humor the darkest humorist on the planet. 

When you were little and you were afraid, she took you to her bed to snuggle you for the rest of the night. When you were feeling bad, she tried to make everything on the planet felt right for you. And when you watched some movies, you always cuddled and she braided your head or massaged your scalp, being the protective one. 

You, from all of your siblings, were the woman element, the princess which everyone felt the need to protect and to take care of. You knew that you are capable of the watch after your own fucking ass. It wasn't your choice that you looked like a gentle, small woman, the rose in beasts palace. 

Cal was obviously the dumbest and youngest, or that was what Fran was saying all the time. He was extremely likely to be persuaded with Fran's bullshit - and she was capable of thinking almost extremely crazy things. She made him go all nature-loving vegan boy for almost three years and one time, she told him that he should drive circle on every dog hell see to make him a dalmatian.

But that was what your family was like from the day you three were officially together. So it was completely normal for you to snuggle with Fran in the most sister-like way even possible. 

“What would ya do without me? Well, mostly, you wouldn't have anyone to be truthful with ya.” - Fran whispered, leaning her cheek to the top of your head. She had a huge smile on, again shoving a whole fist of popcorn up to her mouth. - “Second of all, ya life would be completely without a direction and without any sense of humor in ya boring day-to-day survivin'. Dear fuckin' lord baby Jesus.” - She yelled and laughed when a jumpscare took her by surprise. 

A vibration next to your upper thigh took you by surprise as you and Fran laughed it off. You shook it off as Rue's gibberish, but the phone continued on vibrating. Eventually, after a minute and three texts later, you finally looked at the screen. When you looked at the screen, you didn't even know who the hell it is. 

But then you focused on the grammar and the nickname, it all clicked into one place.

“What happened? Somebody took a picture of a yeti again?” - Fran joked around, but you looked like the Lord and Savior himself just put a halo on the top of your head. You watched the display with mouth opened, without having a single idea what to say to Fran. 

Unknown number: Heya newbie.

Unknown number: It Fez 'ere. Wanna know when ya have the time?

Unknown number: Wanna see ya. The sooner the betta. 

“A... A boy who I like just texted me if I want to go out? Jesus, Fran, do I want to go out?” - You shuttered and exhaled out loud, being all nervous and rosy all of a sudden. Fran was giggling at you with a raised eyebrow. 

“Is he the knight of the Catholic cavalry you were searching for?” - Fran closed her eyes a bit and then she started to giggle. - “You will never know, shithead. You better find out, hm? Go get 'em, tiger! You can go out with that boy tomorrow, I will look after shithead number two, just have a nice evening. Live a little while the two of them are gone.” 

So you texted him back, feeling all confident with your sister's support. Fran then stood up and stopped the movie, pointing with her thumb in the direction behind her back. - “Gonna have some fine time, just me and ma weed while ya will be all over dat boy, okay?”

Y/N: I have some time tomorrow. Wanna hang out?

You sat down, eating some popcorn and drinking the root beer Fran had bought for you two. You tried to keep your mind occupied while Fran was stoning on her balcony. 

Fez: Alrite. Wanna do somethin' special-special or just han' out? We can go to the cinema and shit. 

Y/N: Dinner, cinema, and shit? That's what u mean?

Fez: Yea, I mean dat type of shit. 

Y/N: Ok. See ya tomorrow at 5? 

Fez: Tomorrow in front of da expansive Italian bistro.

You almost screamed out loud with joy, your brain was all over the fucking place. Fezco wanted to go out with you. Holy fucking shit. Fezco. That fucking bearded stoner who you were all around. In an Italian bistro which everybody considered the best in the city. You two between all of the businessmen, rich people and there you would be, just the two weirdos. 

“So wazzup?” - Fran walked into the room completely tuned down by the weed. She was slow, all over the place; she usually acted like a fucking philosopher or a magician when she was stoned. - “Yo man, I am so fuckin' high.” - She sat down and laughed loudly. 

That meant only one thing - she already found one of the local dealers and she bought some good fucking shit, as she would most likely say, from him.

“You're asking about me and the boy, aren't you?” - You let her sat down next to you, again snuggling you. - “It is all going a-ok. I have a date yesterday.” - You said excitedly with a joy-filled voice. You looked and Fran. She was smiling happily and after a half an hour, she leaned down to kiss your forehead. 

But in her head, no time has passed between she was happy for you and after she leaned to kiss you. 

The other day, Cal left the house really early. He was going to skate with his band of friends, in which was Gia Bennett included as well. But your three fangirls decided to be with you all day, telling you some useful tips and tricks, doing your hair, doing her make-up. 

“If ya not gonna wear that, I mean THAT dress, I’m going to disown ya, girl.” - Rue stood up and took those tight black dress hugging your cleavage fuckingly tight. She and Fran had a joint together so they were on cloud nine. Fran said she was watching over Rue - that meant Rue hadn't got more than two shots. - “Oh yea boy! You need to fuckin' wear that, bitch!” - Fran exclaimed. 

“Those spaghetti straps plus ya boobs? I tell you that you're going to kill ma man with that kind of shit. And girl, I saw yo ass looking just yummy in dat skirt.”  - Rue gave you the dress with a slight smile. They've made your face prettier, your hair looked like the hair of a Hollywood star. 

“And may I recommend you those black high heels?” - Jules smiled. They had a plan - to make you look the most devilish way you ever possibly could. Rue knew what Fez is going to like, so she just continued with making a really good outfit. 

“That's it. We done 'here, ma ladies. Now ya have it in yo own hands. Good luck girl.” -  Rue kissed you on both of your cheeks an hour later. You were nervous that you will fuck something up. Fran voluntarily said she would take you to the Italian restaurant in her car. 

“Good luck with that man, babes.” - Jules hugged you, then giving you an encouraging smile to kick you in the ass. Jules and Rue were staying at your place to watch over Gia and Cal. Cal was on your team. The two of them fangirled all over you as well, but Rayman was way more interesting than your date was. 

“Hey ho, let's fuckin' go!” - Fran opened up the door for you, playing with the keys in her hand. The way in the car was a quiet one, only interrupted by the hip hop station. You were nervous and Fran was sobering up after the joint, tuned down a bit. But she looked you in the eyes when you were there. 

“Yo look absolutely stunnin', shithead, no matter what he's gonna say. Be confident, be cool and be you, ya comprehend?” - She took your palm to hers, playing with your fingers with a slight smile on her lips. You nodded and took a deep breath in before you basically jumped to circle your hands around her neck. 

“I love you, dingus.” - You whispered and Fran smoothed your back in a slow matter. - “I fuckin' love you too, shithead. Fuck off or I'll be fuckin' emotional.” - Then she waved at you when she was leaving, holding her thumbs up. 

You nervously trembled when you stood next to the entrance. You looked all over the place just to see him smoking behind a car. He looked nervous as hell, paler than before, with your eyes flatter than any time else. But he looked really cute. 

He hadn't got a tux, but he had a white shirt with a tie around it, tight black trousers. He overall looked cute than when you have seen him before. You tiptoed to be seen from behind the car and you waved at him. Fez gave you a nod and a knowing fast smile. Your eyes were scanning his way of walking and you almost fainted. Fezco looked sexy as hell.

But you had the feeling that that was the first and official last time that you saw Fezco in something like a suite. 

“Heya, newbie.” - Fezco smiled at you, offering you his elbow to hold onto. You took a hold of it almost instantly. - “Hi, Fez.” - A big, happy smile appeared on your face and you smoothed his upper arm with your fingertips. 

“How ya doin'? Ya lookin' all happy and shit.” - He opened you the door but made you go after him, holding them open for you.   

“Can't I look happy? I'm just excited about this evening.” - You said and you were completely honest with him. Fezco made you really surprised - he had a reservation of a really good table in the restaurant, he made you ordered the best food you wanted to taste in the restaurant and he truly paid for you in the end. It must've cost a fortune at least, but Fez looked like he's completely cool about that.  

You were sure about one thing - it didn't matter that Fez was not the smartest, the brightest, the strongest or the best boy in the hood, yet he was the perfect match for you. Fezco knew how to make you laugh and your smile made him smile as well. He loved your imperfections - that you were nervous about all of that, that you sometimes said something utterly stupid and the panic when you were sorry for that. 

At one point, your fingers brushed on the table and since then, your hands intertwined gently. He did some serious gentleman shit. He was really nice to you, seriously concerned about you and the things that you like even tho his brain looked like it's about to freeze. Yer he found you sweet, so he tried his best to be the brightest he could. That was some serious effort he put into that evening.

You took a quick picture od those hands on the table lightened up with all the chandeliers and candles in the Italian style. It looked seriously romantic. And Fez didn't even notice, because he was doing something with the menu. 

Then, even tho you looked like some big hugs, you two went to a cinema. You had the upper hand off choosing the movie. So you definitely went to watch some horror movies - it was seriously visible that you made that only move because you wanted to be closer to him.

That evening was the best one you have ever had. You were with a boy you were into, he was funny and charming and even hugged you and cuddled to his chest when you were freaking out. Your mind was on cloud fucking nine because of Fez.

When the ride home came, you were completely relaxed as hell. You completely opened up the car windows and you sang loudly, which made him giggle. It almost looked like he is about to kiss you when you stood in front of the house. But all of a sudden, you saw your mom in the window. So you giggled and took his hand into your palm, running off with him into the garden, pressing your body into his. 

“I didn't know that my parents will be home so soon. If they saw you here, they would have killed me.” - You whispered to him, leading him under your window. He just nodded when you stopped, smiling shyly and playing with his hand in yours. 

“So... Can I see you anytime soon?” - You put your palms on his chest, still looking into his eyes. You were still whispering - because you wanted to be longer with him and you seriously didn't want to get to trouble. 

“Yea. Would be cool.” - Fezco said immediately and you bit your bottom lip with excitement. You made the first move for the second time, leaning into a long kiss. You put your palms on his jaw, holding him a tight grip. The kiss was getting more passionate and more desperate as you moaned lightly. Dear Lord, you were so fucking impressed by his kissing techniques. They were even better than when you were drunk. When the kiss came to an end, you scanned his face with a happy, loving gaze. You liked that boy. You really did.

He stood there until you crawled back to your room through the window, kissing you one last time, this time starting the kiss and leading it.

"Ya wait for a sec like dat?" - He pointed at you suddenly. Your face frowned a bit, but you smiled with excited expression in your face. Fezco ran off as quietly as possible, before going back in the same manner. He was giving you something - upon a further inspection, it was a single rose only decorated by a red velvet string in a somehow strange yet beautiful manner. You smiled widely, your stare turning to his once again.

"Thank you so much, where the hell had you the time to get this?" - You leaned for another long kiss. Okay. So that was your thing. The couple who is basically obsessed with kissing each other. That one was a sure thing. But it was so exciting, he tasted so good and your head just made the reality blur around you every single time. Yeah. You could easily consideration yourself officially lost in the way Fez kissed.

"Bought it before but forgot it in da car. I was so nervous." - A wide smile broke out on his lips and you couldn't anything else but smile happily.

That was the moment when it all has started. This was one of the top moments in your whole life at that point. There was a lot that was ahead of you, but you didn't want to see it. So many fucked up bullshit was just beginning to rise in your future without you even noticing. At that moment, you had everything.

It was just Fezco and you.

And it was perfect.

[yetiyetimorespaghetti]

YETI YETI MORE SPAGHETTI

[dragonageconfessions]

CONFESSION:

           I know that it's probably done in order to keep the PC's gait more androgynous, but goddamn, I've never seen someone walk so slouchy and bowlegged. Hawk grunts their way through their walk cycle like an angry yeti and the Inquisitor moves like the lead in a spaghetti western. Makes me wonder what Bioware has against proper posture.            

[bay42o]

1-100

1. What’s one animal you wish you could have as a pet but can’t?

A monkey

2. Favorite thing to wear to sleep?

Big tshirt

3. What song really gets you going?

Chemicals React by Aly and ask 😂

4. Where do you usually eat your meals?

Sitting in my bed or at the table

5. Favorite meal: breakfast, lunch, or dinner?

Probably dinner but it depends. I like breakfast food.

6. Most embarrassing habit?

Probably biting my nails

7. Chocolate or fruity candy?

Lately I’ve been on a fruity candy kick

8. Soft or hard tacos?

Both I can’t decide fr

9. Worst way to break up a fight?

Probably by just jumping in the middle of it

10. Best thing to say in an elevator of strangers?

I wouldn’t say shit

11. What color/design are your bedsheets?

Right now they’re teal with no designs

12. Any hidden talents?

Mmm I don’t think so

13. Favorite thing to drink out of (mug, glass, etc.)?

My yeti

14. Socks or bare feet around the house?

Bare feet

15. Favorite board game?

Trouble

16. Do you sleep with the fan on or off?

On, always

17. Heat on or keep it cold with lots of layers?

Lots of layers

18. Do you sing in the shower?

Just about every time

19. Favorite song to belt out at the top of your lungs when you’re alone?

Savage by Megan the stallion

20. Last thing you cried about?

My doctor calling me

21. At what age did you first have alcohol?

I was 16 and got fucked up on Smirnoff ice, it was horrible

22. Relationship status?

You tell me

23. What’s the most amount of money you’ve spent on a single item of clothing?

Like 80$ on pants but I’ve spent more on shoes

24. What do you typically wear to formal events?

Jeans and a nice shirt but I’ll wear a dress if I ABSOLUTELY have to

25. Favorite memory?

Fishing with my dad on the boat

26. Gum or breath mints?

Gum

27. Favorite shoes?

Vans

28. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

That’s a hard question. Probably my mood swings

29. What is the natural state of your hair?

A hot fucking mess

30. Have you ever had braces?

Nope

31. Most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?

Jumped off Destin bridge

32. Most embarrassing thing your parents have caught you doing?

Masturbating

33. Last time you had an orgasm?

A few days ago when you did the damn thing

34. Celebrity crush(es)?

Christina Ricci and probably Demi Lovato

35. Windows or Mac?

I like windows

36. How old were you when you learned to ride a bike?

Like 5

37. Makeup or natural?

Natural

38. What color do you wear the most?

Black

39. Favorite season?

Fall

40. Umbrella or rain coat?

Hmmmm both

41. Have you ever fallen out of a tree?

I have lol

42. First car you ever owned?

1995 Honda Accord with paint chipping everywhere and 3 tinted windows 😂

43. What time do you usually go to bed?

Lately I’ve been going to be around 11

44. Are you a competitive person?

A little

45. Least favorite color?

Red

46. First pet you’ve ever owned?

A dog

47. Sweet or salty?

Salty

48. Favorite pasta dish?

Spaghetti

49. Favorite kind of chips?

Spicy Nacho Doritos

50. Talk about something you’re passionate about.

Trying to be better and do better in life

51. What are some of your hobbies?

I just like to be outside so anything outside

52. Caffeine? If so, what kind?

Dr Pepper and coffee on occasion

53. Favorite kind of pizza?

Pepperoni

54. Fast food or sit-down restaurant?

I like both but fast food probably which is horrible

55. Lots of acquaintances or a handful of close friends?

Close friends

56. Something that ruins your appetite?

Idk but I don’t wanna eat when I’m sad

57. Favorite labels about you?

I don’t like labels

58. Are you a religious person?

To an extent

59. Night out with a bunch of friends in public or night in with one friend having deep conversations?

I like to do both but I’d prefer nights in

60. What size shoe do you wear?

8 1/2

61. Favorite thing about yourself?

My eyes

62. Have you ever told someone you loved them first?

Yes

63. Have you ever had sex on the first date?

No

64. Heroes or villains?

I always like the villains

65. Favorite fruit?

Grapes or watermelon

66. Least favorite fruit?

Apples

67. Favorite vegetable?

Corn 😂

68. Least favorite vegetable?

Anything green

69. How many plates can you eat at a buffet?

Probably like 3 and dessert

70. Favorite dessert?

I’ve cream

71. Do you play any sports?

Used to play softball

72. Age you learned how to swim?

3 years

73. Tell a funny story.

Idk one right now

74. What’s one interesting thing about your culture?

My moms family is literally from everywhere but I know nothing about my dads side because he was adopted

75. What’s one annoying thing about your culture?

I feel like people make me out to be what I’m not because of my race

76. What job would you be terrible at?

Anything on the phone

77. Would you rather watch a TV show or a movie?

Movie

78. What’s your favorite compliment to give?

Probably when someone looks really pretty

79. What’s your favorite compliment to receive?

That I’m pretty or some shit cause

80. Has your opinion changed on something recently?

Uhhh idk

81. Do you always order the same thing at a restaurant or order something different each time?

Probably the same thing cause I’m picky

82. What’s something you’ve always wanted to try but haven’t yet?

Scuba diving

83. If you could learn to do anything right now, what would it be?

Scuba dive

84. Favorite physical feature about yourself?

My eyes

85. Least favorite physical feature about yourself?

My chin

86. What’s one amazing thing you did that nobody was around to see?

When I give money to homeless people allll the damn time and wonder why I’m broke

87. If you could change your height, would you?

Yes I want to be taller

88. What’s something you would rate 10/10?

You, baby 😉

89. Heels or flats?

Flats

90. What’s something you wish you had more knowledge about?

Anything to do with finances and shit

91. Would you want to be famous?

Kinda. Want the money but not the attention

92. What’s something you would get arrested for?

I don’t even know probably something stupid like smoking weed

93. What’s your spirit animal?

A fish

94. What’s the luckiest thing that’s ever happened to you?

Finding you my love 💕

95. Are you the type to have an organized mess, or no mess at all?

Just a big mess

96. Do you tend to make decisions based on the past, present, or future?

It really depends

97. Are you a planner or a more spontaneous person?

Spontaneous

98. Thoughts on the oxford comma?

Idk what that is

99. What do you hope never changes?

Us

100. How would you celebrate your 100th birthday?

Hopefully still able to walk and talk if I live to be 100 but I don’t want to be that old 😂

[seahorsie]

Made it to the color flats and some gradients yesterday.  Going to try and get this page done today!

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[girlsofthedcu]

@greentippedarrow || Continued from [x]

While Oliver was still a semi-new fixture in Laurel’s apartment (at least to the two four year olds), they were quickly forming their own little routine. He’d come over for dinner a few days a week -- sometimes bearing groceries to cook (which Laurel didn’t even know he knew how to do), sometimes bearing take out. They’d eat, play or watch something with the kids, and then he’d help put them to bed before either spending a bit more time with Laurel or making his excuses (depending on whether or not he was needed). 

Tonight’s game had something to do with yeti and spaghetti. Laurel had never really gotten the point of it, but the twins loved it. 

She offered Oliver a smile right before her attention was drawn back to Di who had just pushed her brother’s hand away. “No! It’s MY turn. Daddy, then Mommy, then ME.”

[smoshers-comment]

As promised, to celebrate my 450 subscribers, I created a hundred Smosh & Smosh Games related questions, my sweat and tears all for your amusement. So you all better use it and have fun! Ask me anything; 1, 5, 10, 20, all 100 questions, I've got the answers! Enjoy!

Edit: Hey guys, [these brackets] represent a group, you have to choose one element of that group and include it in your ask (e.g. question 1 for Mari). I didn't feel like repeating 30 times the same question to cover all Smosh fam/shows!

001-049: Smosh family 050-091: Smosh & Smosh Games shows 092-100: Smosh Summer & Winter Games

What do you like most about [Smosh family member]?

Who do you think is the funniest?

Who do you relate to the most?

Who do you think would be the best parent?

Have you ever found a Smosh family member annoying?

Do you ship anyone?

Which friendship is your favorite?

Who do you think should hang out more often?

Have you ever confused Mari and Olivia?

Do you love candy more than Wes?

#Jovenrage or #Sohinkism?

Do you make #Wescuses?

Are you a try-hard at video games?

What is your favorite nickname Damien gave to someone?

Marhinki or Marishire?

Iancorn or Ianthony?

Shourtney or Courtivia?

Koah or Shaymien?

Do you follow @mattraub? Why not?

Have you ever interacted with a Smosh family member on social media and gotten a reply/ shoutout?

Have you ever mailed anything to either Smosh or Smosh Games?

Have you ever met someone from Smosh or Smosh Games? If not, do you intend to?

What would you say if you met Smosh?

What would you say if you met Smosh Games?

What would the Smosh girls be the Queens of?

What would the Smosh boys be the Kings of?

Ian or Anthony?

Stevie or Ian's Mom?

Courtney or Olivia?

Keith or Noah?

Sohinki or Lasercorn?

Shayne or Damien?

Boze or Wes?

Joven or Pinecone?

Whose tattoo(s) do you like the most?

Whose fashion style do you like the most?

Courtney: Long hair or short hair?

Boze: Long hair or short hair?

Shayne: Brown hair or blond hair?

Lasercorn: Orange hair or brown hair?

Wes: White hair or brown hair? (He's 80 and he looks fantastic)

Mari: Which hair color did you like the most?

Anthony: Emo haircut, short hair or curly hair?

Ian: Bowl haircut or short hair?

Smosh Squad or Smosh Games?

What is your favorite [Smosh family member] quote?

What is your favorite [Smosh family member] moment?

Which Smosh Games member would you like to see more on the Smosh main channel?

Why do you like Smosh?

Which Smosh shows do you currently watch?

Which Smosh Games shows do you currently watch?

What's your favorite Smosh show?

What's your favorite Smosh Games show?

What's your favorite episode of [show]?

What's your favorite bonus video?

What's your favorite Smosh music video?

What's your favorite Smosh or Smosh Games cameo/collab on another channel?

If you could bring back one show, which one would it be?

Do you watch any of the Smosh family personal channels?

Do you watch ToasterGhost?

Who did you root for in Maricraft: Block of Love - The Bachelorette?

Who did you root for in Maricraft: Outlaster?

Who did you root for in Maricraft: Hero House?

Has watching a Maricraft video ever tempted you to go play Minecraft?

Has watching Smosh Games gameplay ever convinced you to buy the game?

Every [Blank] Ever or If [Blank] Were Real?

Did you watch Smosh: The Movie and/or Ghostmates?

Did you watch Part Timers?

Which Food Battles did you watch?

Have you played Food Battle: The Game?

Who did you discover first: Smosh or Smosh Games?

Who do you watch more: Smosh or Smosh Games?

What was the first Smosh video you watched?

What was the first Smosh Games video you watched?

What was your favorite Game Bang punishment?

What was your favorite Cage Match Challenge punishment?

Is there a game you wish Smosh Games had played?

If you had to choose 3 weird items for a What're Those?! episode, what would they be?

What title would you give the next Dames and Shames video?

What case would you have wanted to see in Smosh & Order?

Who's your favorite Carvenger?

Who's your favorite villain?

Who's your favorite [Smosh family member] character?

Who's your favorite Smosh sketch character? (Boxman, Stevie, Manspider, Billy, ...)

Riot Shield Man or Knife Man Guy?

Do you like teddy bears?

Beef 'n Go or Veg 'n Go?

What's your favorite Just Dance video?

What's your favorite Halloween costume?

Have they ever got you on April Fools?

Do you leave comments on their videos? (I hope you're nice)

Dablizzards or Spaghetti Yetis?

Blues Balls or Snow Fleeks?

Bananarama or Jiggle Physics?

Harshmallows or Kumbayaaas?

Cowbaes or Randy Bandits?

Who is your favorite Smosh Summer/Winter Games referee?

When did you think #SunnyIsATerribleRef?

What theme would you suggest for the next Summer/Winter Games?

What was your favorite Summer/Winter Games competition?