#a lil mood boost cause I'm feeling like shit

[im-thekeeper]

life is hard

here, have some fluffy loaf 🤲

[sajra-savera]

Just a vent. Ignore.

So the thing about living with women is that you can't expect them to cut you some slack during that time of the month. Why? Cause they would just tell you that you're overreacting and they know it's not even that bad. And you can't even argue with that cause ofc you see them working all the time without complaining at all. So you're just gonna make a fool out of yourself and feel guilty later on for whining about how uncomfortable it is for you to work with all that going on in your body. How do I even ask them to give me special treatment just cause I don't feel good? Wouldn't that be selfish? They never asked for it so doesn't that mean I shouldn't receive that extra care as well? How do I tell them that I'm sorry I'm not as strong as them and just want to lay down in a corner without moving for even a second?

All these mood swings, acne, fatigue, rashes, low back pain, nauseousness is just making me want to kms but hey I don't get those very bad cramps most of the time so that means I shouldn't be complaining at all, right? And another interesting part is when I said I wanted to switch to menstrual cups for many reasons, I was advised not to not because of its side effects but because of something totally different. I was told that using those can sometimes tear the hymen and that would make my future partner think that I've been physical with someone else before him. First of all, what the hell??? Now I can't even do something to help my body because someone gotta boost their male ego by claiming themselves as my first? Wdym they won't trust my words like I would but gotta trust that lil skin that many women aren't even born with? What the hell is wrong with this generation? You can fool around all you want and the other person can just trust your words that say otherwise but when it comes to you, you gotta rely on your 'no seal no deal' principle? So that means now I gotta suffer for the next couple of years before I finally get to do something for myself after my body is done proving itself to someone else to boost their ego? Aghhh I'm so done with this shit.

[calethelettuce]

The Sides As ABBA Songs, Because ABBA Slays

I'm on an ABBA kick guys, bear with me- I thought this would be a cool thing to do, plus you get reasons why :3 If you disagree, lmk!

✨Roman✨

Honey, Honey

- Look, it’s as cheesy as ABBA can get. It’s totally up Roman’s alley

- Probably daydreams about Thomas’ crushes to this song specifically

- Knows almost all of the Mamma Mia! lore (Context: A lot of ABBA music was used in Mamma Mia!, a concert-style musical made specifically with ABBA in mind)

- Puts him in the mood to write some kind of romance novel

- Bro is probably obsessed with ABBA an unhealthy amount, to the point C!Thomas starts having dreams about the group members

⭐Logan⭐

The Name Of The Game

- I was originally going to put S.O.S for Lo-gay, but I feel like this one fits better

- Totally jams out to some of ABBA’s chiller songs while reading or while working

- ‘And you make me feel, and you make me show, what I’m trying to conceal’ sounds like somebody is having some funny lil issues hiding something HMMMM???? MAYBE SOME EMOTIONS?????

- Likes to research the members, just to familiarize himself with the artists to better understand

- Probably analyzes every little lyric, but likes this song just a tad more than the others because.. well, he relates in a way.

🌩️Virgil🌩️

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!

- The purp man, listening to something OTHER THAN ROCK????!?? Holy shit it’s a miracle

- The most emo song made by ABBA by far

- ‘Won’t somebody help me chase the shadows away?’ C’MON NOW

- Really likes the instrumentals, that’s for sure

- Listens to it kinda often, although it’s kinda just shoved in his 12 hour playlist

- For some reason it calms him down a little when he’s really anxious

- Probably makes up scenarios in his head based on the lyrics

- Not a huge ABBA fan, but tolerates their music a good amount

- Would totally go to a concert tho

💙Patton💙

Slipping Through My Fingers

- I ACTUALLY ALMOST CRIED THINKING ABOUT THIS ONE :(

- It’s just- *sniff* PARENT OVERLOOKING THEIR KID WHO’S FINALLY ALL GROWN UP :((((

- ‘Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture, And save it from the funny tricks of time’ I CHOKED AND DIED :(

- Pat probably listens to this song sparingly, because he might relate just a lil too much

- He does like it, it’s just he’s a very emotional guy

- Honestly, he probably listens to ABBA just because it’s ABBA

- Jams to Dancing Queen tho

⚜️Janus⚜️

Voulez-Vous

- Come on now. The phrase ‘Nothing promised, no regrets’? Literally Janus in a nutshell.

- Not really his taste, but sometimes puts it on as a boost of some sort (Probably in the morning)

- I mean, this song is just a bop

- DEFINITELY plays the Just Dance version with Remus or one of the other sides

- I lied he likes playing all the ABBA songs on JD okay he just does

- Probably quotes the french in this song (Only Roman gets it, and 85% of the time he just doesn’t remember what it means)

🟩Remus⬛

Does Your Mother Know?

- Do I need to explain? 

- This song is just- yes

- Would definitely tease someone interested in him exactly like this song does

- He’s just so silly

- Probably headbangs to ABBA’s more “explicit” songs

- This one though, he likes because of its funny lil’ indications

- Likes Mamma Mia! like Roman, but only because of the dirty jokes and the “funny” content

- Is pissed it’s not on Just Dance

- Most likely changes the lyrics sometimes to whatever weird things pop into his head that works

- Blasts ABBA music in the background when smashing things with his morningstar (need I explain? we all know he smashes things outta nowhere)

BONUS!!!

💤Sleep💤

Money, Money, Money

- You know this dude is about to spend all his money on starbucks

- It’s just- his aesthetic

- Would definitely marry a wealthy man/woman just for the money

- Hardcore ABBA fan, shut up you cannot change my freaking mind

- Knows all the words

- (Begrudgingly) Geeks out with Roman about it every once in a while

- Causes C!Thomas to lose sleep over this fact (Sleep literally just disappears)

- His personal playlist is half ABBA

- Scored Megastar on Just Dance on every ABBA song (Janus and Remus r jealous of his talent)

💗Emile💗

Chiquitita

- The song reminds me of the therapist friend, so ofc the boi himself deserves it

- Prefers to listen to cartoon soundtracks, though will make an exception every once and a while

- He’s such a sweetheart omg

- If C!Thomas and Emile met in some multiverse I feel like this song describes how a later interaction would go

- I forget that Sleep and Emile aren’t sides lolol

- Also really enjoys Super Trouper for some reason even he can’t explain, he just likes it lol

🌈C!Thomas🌈

Angeleyes

- Nico where u at bby gurl :0

- It’s one of those correlations you can’t explain in a simple way

- ‘Sometimes, when I’m lonely, I sit and think about him’ LIKE AWH ik the song is actually about a breakup BUT SHHHH LET ME BE DELUSIONAL

- Probably enjoys ABBA a moderate amount, he doesn’t really have a cohesive opinion

- Is tired of Roman’s bs tho lol

- There is a breakup mentioned in SaSi somewhere, so this song does kinda make sense in a way

- Vibes with Patton to Dancing Queen 100%

[angelic-serenade]

Alastor + disaster cook! S/O

headcanons

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you could not cook to save your life

any attempt at cooking would result in certain failure in the best case scenario and 5.4 magnitude earthquake damage in the worst

sure, you could make edible pasta and if you really put your best efforts into it, acceptable omelette too

but anything past that level of complexity was simply out of your league, a lost cause to put it mildly

don't you even think about making a cake, that shit's dangerous

as they say: as above so below

when you landed in Hell and found yourself joining the Happy Hotel soon after, you came to find out your culinary skills had not magically improved

which is quite ironic since Charlie had made you head chef of the hotel

the string of curses which had left your lips upon hearing the news had been legendary, even for Hell

you adored the demon princess with your whole heart (or whatever was left of it anyway), bUT REALLY CHARLIE? YOU DO NOT GIVE A GUN TO A CHILD AND EXPECT CASUALTIES NOT TO HAPPEN

at this point you were certain she was subconsciously auto-sabotaging

either way, you didn't have the heart to tell her no, so you decided to put your heart and soul into trying to learn how to properly cook, which didn't turn out to be the ideal choice of words since you were in Hell and your soul was probably rotten to the core

at least, nobody could say you hadn't tried your damn best

and hey! some days your cooking hadn't even been completely sickening

you decided to stick to easy, “safe” dishes though, you know, just to be sure

so pasta and eggs were definitely a thing

a constant and repetitive thing to be precise

you were trying your best, okay? nobody in your place with your limited set of skills would have taken the job, but you did and you deserved recognition for that feat alone

or a fucking donkey hat for your skyrocketing dumbness levels

things were not so bad at first

both Charlie and Vaggie were very supportive, each one of them in their own way - even though you had totally seen Charlie trying to swallow pure unadulterated fear that one time you had announced you wanted to try to cook something more elaborate

Angel Dust on the other hand... hadn't been as considerate as to lie to your face about what he thought of your cooking

"fuck me doll, this shit's disgusting"

*insert the I don't have friends they disappoint me vine here*

Vaggie had proceeded to give Angel quite the earful while Charlie tried her best to cheer you up

you went full hermit mode on them for two days after that

you were proud of yourself, handling criticism so well

anyway, the cycle kept repeating, with the only difference that most days Angel would grab something to eat outside of the hotel and join you during meals only to blankly stare at the plates and silvery

Charlie had tried to shield you from the truth, but you weren't that stupid

you respected Angel's choice, really, you did, and you had decided to be the bigger person among the two

that's why you began to put a lil bit of laxative into his portions whenever he decided to grace your efforts and actually eat your "disgusting cooking"

y’know just to spicy things up a little

at least now he had a valid reason to complain

with the whole fiasco on live TV and the sudden and suspicious appearence of the one and only Radio Demon at your doorstep, however, things started going haywire

Alastor's presence was eeirly demanding and unsettlingly charmimg at the same time

so it was only natural for you to gravitate the fuck away from him whenever you could

you always acted politely, greeting him whenever you bumped into him through the corridors of the hotel, but you only went as far as to appear courteous because you didn't want for him to go Hannibal Lecter on you. thanks, no thanks

“and what can you do my feminine fellow?”

“I can suck your dick!”

you had snorted a bit at that which immediately shifted the strawberry pimp's attention to yourself

“and what about you, pretty dame? I take it you're in charge of the kitchens around here?”

dressed in your chef attire, you were going to meekly answer him, but before you could, roaring laughter erupted in the room. it belonged to the one and only slutty spider you found oh so irritating

in the fraction of seconds, Alastor snapped his neck at an unnatural angle to stare at the spider with a strained smile on his face

needless to say, the cursed image would forever haunt your traumatized psyche

“hasn't your mother taught you it is rude to interrupt a conversation which you have no part in? that just won't do!”

static filled the air and you feared you were going to implode if the heavy pressure didn't lift off soon enough, so you decided to take action

“ugh... yes, I'm the head chef! but, well, I... could actually use some practice and proper training?”

you hated how uncertain you sounded, but Angel's comments and your own dissatisfaction with your culinary products made you quite self-conscious about your skills

“don't fret your pretty little head about it, my dear! I, for one, am a culinary connaisseur and wonderful chef, if I do say so myself. I'll be ecstatic to guide you through your training!”

how you'd be able to handle his booming voice during hours and hours of practice was your first and main concern, but you had never been one to refuse the chance to finally prove the people who had criticized you wrong *cough cough* Angel Dust

since that day, Alastor began to personally give you cooking lessons

he was exuberant and pretty sly when it came to veiled jabs about your dreadful cooking, but he really took his time to help you out

which you had been both grateful and suspicious about

“now, we can't have our future patrons starving to death, can we?”

he was strangely patient and an overall good teacher too (emphasis on overall)

he guided you step by step through each dish, simultaneously showing off his own flawless culinary skills

you hated that you daily found yourself boosting his already GIGANTIC ego, but you couldn't help it. you could only dream about reaching that level of artistry in cooking

he always came up with creative recipes to test your limits and cooked for you in order to make you more familiar with different tastes. his mother’s were your favorites, jambalaya being his one true specialty 

he had blindfolded you once and proceeded to present you with various samples of spices, oilments and all kinds of food so that you could acquaint yourself with the smells and flavors of the ingredients and figure out yourself which ones would best suit a certain dish

saying you were hesitant at first was an understatement, because you know? being completely at the mercy of a sadistic serial killer who had terrorized the seven circles of hell? not even being able to see him? not on your bucket list

he had tried to ease your nervousness with the whole “if I wanted to hurt anyone here, I would have done so already” thing, but it was getting kind of old pretty fast

“if I had been one to play with fire, I'd have joined a circus”

he found your sense of humor as endearing your sheer presence

(when he rolled up his sleeves to cook, you felt like you could catch fire any minute, you were a slut for strong skinny arms) 

yes, Alastor had always loved to show off his own impeccable skills but he unexpectedly found himself enjoying the moments spent in your company too

he relished in seeing you fail again and again, but he also admired the way you always managed to bring yourself back up to your feet each time

he had yet to fully understand if it was foolishness or stubbornness to guide your steps

either way, you turned out to be his favorite form of entertainment in the hotel!

no matter how many slights would he send your way, you'd always manage to find an appropriate remark that made his permanent smile stretch a little more in sheer amusement

“oh dear, this beef is so undercooked one could still hear the poor beast’s lament”

“the only noise I hear is the obnoxious ramblings of an arrogant boomer”

he wasn't technically a boomer but it was always so satisfying to irk him with terms he had no knowledge of

during your cooking lessons, when the only thing left to do with a dish was wait and pray for the best, you'd come to talk about everything and anything

he'd talk to you about his precious New Orleans as he remembered it and you'd fill him in on recent historical/social developments of your time

he always looked so taken when you shared with him that modern knowledge and it made you feel useful for a change

it was, dare you say it, almost adorable how he'd ask you countless questions about your home town, the catastrophes of the last century and had there been any other war since his death?

the topic switches almost made you dizzy though

once or twice, when the timing allowed, he'd even indulge in a musical show to pass time

on the days your mood soured because of a particularly complicated recipe or bad result, he'd drag you along and dance until you were so distracted by the absurdness of the circumstances that you forgot about your previous sadness

with time, his musical shows became more frequent as he realized you'd always offer him a genuine smile after his flashy performances

it was out of personal indulgence, not because he liked the way his music always seemed to cheer you up

he'd not been vocal about the way he tried to comfort you, but you were grateful nonetheless

the first time you managed to succesfully complete one of his complicated recipes, you had almost cried

“now, now deary, under my watchful eye, it was only a matter of time until you'd finally blossom into a fine cook!”

“Alastor can I... can I hug you?”

and how could he say no to such an adorable expression? he found himself stunned into silence, not being able to tell you yes either, therefore you slowly came closer as if trying not to scare a wild animal away

when Alastor passively stood before you, not moving away, you wrapped your arms around him

he really was such a dorky noodle

he didn't relax into the hug, but he kept still as you relished in the moment and let the pressure you had hoarded for months now loose

Alastor proceeded to show off your dish during dinner and even Angel Dust could do nothing but shut up and dig in

The all powerful Radio Demon was simply so proud of your progress - not that he doubted you'd prevail in the end, thanks to his expertise and guidance

from that moment onward things only got better and even if you didn't necessarily need Alastor's help anymore, neither of you ever mentioned going your separate ways

you were both secretly glad for the silent agreement

friendly banter and dad jokes were a daily occurrence and with your new-found confidence in the field, you'd always bite back showing off new delicious dishes instead than words

you still had trouble every now and then, but Alastor was always there to help you out

not that you'd ever hear the end of it if you actually asked him for help

“what was that, my darling? is the mightiest chef in Hell having trouble in Paradise?”

you had noticed however that he'd started sneaking glances your way more than usual lately and he also started following you around wherever you went in the hotel. he became your shadow both inside and outside of the kitchen

the attention soon became unnerving, even more so when you'd go in the kitchen only find a different flower on the counter each morning

you came to realize that Alastor's advances were rather old fashioned, but you would amuse the dork and yourself for a while before taking charge

gifts became an ordinary occurrence as well as praise and you preferred not to think about what praise could do to you when it came from Alastor

he enjoyed your reactions to his flattering words a little too much, he had to admit

you had had enough of his childish antics one day and you decided to finally put your plan into action

“Al, can you come here for one sec?”

he wasn't particularly fond of the nickname, but you just loved to get under his skin as much as he did when it came to you

“what can I do for you, my darling chef?”

“here, I have a gift for you”

he looked uncharacteristically unsure of what to do but slightly amused as well. in the end curiosity took the best of him and he finally decided to open the box you had handed to him rather unceremoniously

“what is this dear?”

the apron you had chosen was a perfect fit for your long boi

“read it, please”

“kiss the cook? well, if you ask me so nicely, I just might have to”

he then proceeded to peck your cheek and you swore you could have fainted right there and then by the sheer sweetness of the gesture

it hadn't exactly been what you had planned, but you weren't going to complain

your relationship was bound to be full of surprises apparently

[solaeter]

hello op! this is my first time requesting something. I hope I don't fuck it up.

I'm Miley, and my favorite emoji is ✨ (so I can be sarcastic on text lol) I also like going 🖐️😔 at almost everything

I hope I'm doing this right

I think I'm straight, but you could say bicurious. I'm brown, like Asian brown, i wear glasses :) I'm 5'6 in height, people tell me I have nice fingers idk why lol

I have a lil acne :( but I don't care much about it lol it izz what it izz

My love language is physical touch hehe followed by words of affirmation :) *touch starved since 2020 *

I am an ESTP, an April Aries 🌝 I think I'm an ambivert. I like people and talking to ones I share interests with. I can be shy sometimes... I have been told I am very loud and "savage" lol

Umm about sexual preferences I can say I took the test 🌝 and turns out I'm 100% switch followed by degradee and experimentalist. I think that says everything lol

I hate liars, slow walkers, mangoes, whiners, scary movies (yes.), Karens and sappy couples. I love memes, cake, anime, manga, twitter and painting. I love alternative rock and indie pop music.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE AND IT SCARES ME lol I study science and chemistry goes over my head T_T

I want someone to be honest with me? Keep it real? and not bore me out. Unpredictable? Idk myself. I don't believe in soulmate au, I think both sides must put on effort to make a relationship work.

I think wearing eyeliner gives me confidence, it makes me feel good about myself. I like it when I'm able talk to people and hear their thoughts.

As you can tell I use *lol and memes as a coping mechanism.

I am really hoping this is ok. It's 2 am and I cannot think straight but it was nice writing this out lol

Hope you have a good day ahead! Drink water and be safe byeee love you

Jujutsu Kaisen Matchup Event | CLOSED

Thank you so much for participating!!! Oh my goodness this took me soo long cause of endless distractions and irl things 😫. Pls forgive me and thanks again!! 💕💕

Out of everyone in Jujutsu Kaisen, I pair you with..

First off, congratulations on getting the legend himself to settle down! Secondly, mere height difference will have Gojo either teasing you or using you as a personal armrest. Plus he finds it insanely adorable cause you're just so fuckin cute and he just cannot 🥺. This bastard will steal your glasses and look into them before giving them back. Or he'll trade you his just so you can see the pitch black view he can only see out of. If you question him about it, he'll make some type of witty remark just to boost his own ego. Gojo will shower you with compliments, ranging from sweet to down right lewd. It just depends on his mood at that moment. Plus he cannot go without commenting about your gorgeous, beautiful and perfect figure. He’s also the one to compliment your makeup, especially how it makes your eyes pop. Honey, you have him wrapped around your finger. 

From the moment you two started dating, Satoru was all over you. He thrives off affection and touch just as much as you, if not more. He will always have a hand on you, whether it be locked with yours or resting on the small of your back. He just has to have his hands on you, but if you need space or something, he will pout but listen. Maybe not for long of course 🙄. Satoru is good with words, easily swaying anyone [except other women, pls honey he’s lucky to have you] so he'll have you covered anytime you need some type of affirmation. Just be sure to do the same for him, even though he's almighty and "the strongest" as he would say, sometimes he needs an extra push to keep his head in the right place.

Satoru really enjoys how you can be shy one moment then delivering a savage burn that has him mentally thanking the heavens it wasn't pointed at him. Though let's be honest, he'd be the main target of your sassy remarks. The dude has them coming but he just loves it so much that sometimes he pokes at you just to see what you'll do. Now on the days your social battery runs out and you're more to yourself, Satoru will take the reigns and do your talking, cause let's be honest again, the dude doesn't know how to stfu when he gets going 🙄.

Satoru likes to keep things fresh. He’s a try anything once type of man, so he’ll willingly embrace the fact you’re a switch. The view he has when you’re on top of him, chefs kiss. Plus he’ll degrade you as if it were second nature. I won’t say anymore to keep this sfw lol, but Satoru can’t get enough of you. 

Did someone say cake? Satoru’s sweet tooth is almost unparalleled and whenever you have a craving for something, he’s quick to offer suggestions. He appreciates your interests and may or may not exploit some of your dislikes just to rile you up. Like putting on a scary movie one night just to have you closer even if it means possibly getting into trouble 😌. He’ll also walk slowly in front of you just to hear you complain, it humors him. Satoru is a bastard and he knows it, especially when you probably smack him on the back and stalk ahead. Good lord it gets him rolling. Satoru is also the one to follow all the recent trends and memes, probably even somehow has a pretty popular twitter account full of shitposting and dumb selfies. So he’ll be right there beside you cackling at memes or mocking ‘Karens’ in his typical dramatic fashion 🙄.

Dreams for the future are nice and all, but Satoru doesn’t mind if you’re unsure. Life is about living and not being shackled by shit. He’d say to live day by day and if someone can’t accept that, well kindly fuck them 🥱. Don’t ask him for help with anything science related, the man will just 😶.

Satoru is a very honest individual, so he’ll always be up front with you. Even if it might be offensive, he'll try to soften the blow with a cheesy smile and some type of apology. There’s never a dull moment with the strongest sorcerer. He will keep you on your toes for sure, he’s like a man child until he has to be serious. I believe Satoru doesn’t believe in soul mates either, he wasn’t one for love until you came around anyways. Falling for you was a slap to the face, but a good one.