#and then i was eating chocolate she got me and it was my fave

[emometalhead]

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[lewisvinga]

mixed emotions | max verstappen/lewis hamilton x hamilton! fem! reader

summary; after the events of abu dhabi 21, everyone wonders how y/n will react or post due to her boyfriend winning his first wdc and her brother losing a record breaking championship.

fc; asantewa chitty + various girls from pinterest

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1

note; requested ! tried so hard not to be biased here as a 44 girlie, it lowk hurt 🤒🤒🤒🤒 the sky fall x ad21 edits go hard tho

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[caption 1; ready for the last race of the seasonnnn!] [caption 2; when your brother and boyfriend are f1 drivers >>]

liked by maxverstappen1, charles_leclerc, and others !

yourusername: so unbelievable proud of how far you have come from the awkward 18 year old you once were who blushed everytime i looked at him. my maxie, you’ve become a wonderful amazing man. i love you so much. congratulations, my champ💗💗

tagged; maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1: i love you , always & forever ❤️

yourusername: always & forever💞💞

maxverstappen1: you were so pretty that you made me awkward 😅

yourusername: babe, i was just as awkward bc a certain cute blondie kept staring at me😌

username: omg i

username: these pics are so cute i almost forgot what happened 😣

username: my maxie☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

username: i just know she’s feeling hella mixed emotions rn liked by yourusername !

username: THE WORLD CHAMPPP

username: the bouquet is so huge i’m crying

username: gosh they’re so cute i love them ur honor

charles_leclerc: picture credits; chares_leclerc 😁

yourusername: thank u charles 🙄🙄

charles_leclerc: ur welcome y/n😒

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yourusername: to one of the most important men in my life, i’m grateful everyday that you’re my older brother. this is just a small unfortunate bump in the road. us hamiltons are strong and i know you’ll become stronger. i love you so much, lew💜

tagged; lewishamilton

lewishamilton: forever grateful that you’re my baby sister, i love you, y/n ! 💜

yourusername: got a vegan chocolate cake in the oven for u btw 🫂🫂

lewishamilton: God bless baby sisters liked by yourusername !

username: tears actual tears streaming down my face

username: my fave siblings

username: the hamiltons alwaysss eat

username: 🥹🥹🥹

username: i just wanna know how the merc rb family dinners will be like 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

username: ME TOOO, it’s been months since the last one 😭😭

username: well it might be months for the next one bc of what happened…

username: NOOO😭😭💔💔

username: i know this is supposed to be a cute post after lewis losing, but damn the hamiltons are fine asf

username: so true bestie

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[caption 1; cooking cooking, can you guess for what?] [caption 2; ready for the hamilton-verstappen family dinner] [caption 3; a vegan chocolate cake by me heals the soul 🫂🤝 ( lewis and max gang up on me )]

[ayanominitrash]

🌹You, me, prom? JJK x Reader🌹

All I ever wanted was to go to prom!

Jjk characters asking you to be their prom date in case you've never been to one:

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Gojo - dramatic

💙 would bother everyone in his friend group for ideas or for their help orstracizing this event

💙 he'd probs gather a band and do something as cliche as a sing and dance in your school hallway

💙 he'd stayed up all night making the banner of 'will you marry me' full of rose petals stuck at the edge of the paper

💙 marriage? Like I said, dramatic.

💙 or would probably prank you, sending one of your close friends to tell you that he was badly injured cus he got jumped, only for him to pull out a single rose from his back pocket in the middle of your sobbing session when you were yelling for someone to call 911

💙 you almost said no cus of that prank

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Geto - in private, more intimate

🖤 he'd ask you at some type of usual hangout, he'd want you to be comfortable

🖤 like in the library, sliding a sticky paper to you with his elegant writing. It'd be in the middle of your quiet study session. You read: 'pretty girl, be my prom date?'

🖤 or maybe at the cafe you two would frequent, the question scribbled in the barista's scrawny penmanship all the while misspelling your name 💀

🖤 easy yes for you, the two of you would continue whatever you're doing after that, settling in a comfortable silence while holding hands

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Sukuna - blunt, casual

❤️ 'so, we on together for prom, right'? 💀

❤️ 'I'll pick you up by 6pm.'

❤️ honestly, you weren't sure if he was going to ask you at all so you were already thinking of a way to ask him first

❤️ 'are you asking me to prom? You know what? Fuck it, yeah.'

❤️ he'd probably drag you away from the venue to leave prom early and do something more to his liking, 'This shit's too cheesy.'

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Shoko - low key sweet, comedic

🤎 will probably give some type of pastries or chocolate with a short handwritten letter about all of her admiration for you and asking you to be her prom date. She'd read this letter out loud for you and kiss your cheek if you say yes.

🤎 if she was feelin' a little goofy, she'd probs ask you the question and have the words 'yes' and 'no' written in two separate cigarette sticks. She'd tell you to light the one that says your answer 💀

🤎 'Since you lit this one, you owe me a cigarette :))'

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Naoya - almost formal, a bit of an ass

🧡 prolly ask while eating dinner at his family home, just the two of you, your hand in his. "I'd like to be your date for prom."

🧡 Will immediately sigh in relief and let go of your hand as soon as you said yes. "Good. As you should. You're going to have to dress well if you're going to be seen out with me. You have the budget for a dress or…?"

🧡 he's spewing all this while you can see his hands trembling, trying to cover this nervous tick as he moves his utensils. He ain't slick. He's secretly as excited as you are.

🧡'we're going to match our outfits, of course.'

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Bonus:

Mei Mei:

💜 I'll be your prom date - name your price.

💜 (I was gonna insert a joke bout u know what but it's best to stop myself here).

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These are probs cliche's from the movies, sorry. The school I was going to during my Junior year didn't do proms :(( Which one from here is ur fave? Or how were you asked if you went to prom? Help me cope lol.

I'm thinking of opening asks, is that even a good idea cus I get frequent writing blocks,

[pensat-i-fet]

Forever home (Ferran Torres x Reader)

**Little backstory. It was a friend’s birthday this week and I wrote this for her, hence why it’s birthday themed, and now she let me post it so you can all, hopefully, enjoy it ❤️❤️**

Word count: 1376

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It was your love for animals that got you to meet Ferran in the first place, so when he was invited to visit the famous L’Oceanogràfic aquarium during a few days off he could spend in Valencia, he didn’t think twice and invited you to share the experience with him. 

“How does it feel being around your family after so long?”

“What?”, Ferran's confused face was adorable. “I see my family all the time”.

“I meant the sharks. Aren't those your family?”

“Sure. Can you tell how much we look alike?”

He placed his head near where one of the sharks was swimming. It almost felt like it was posing too since it got closer to the glass. 

“I don't know…the sharks are cuter”.

“You’ll always choose the animals over me”.

“But you're my favourite human”.

Taking his hand, you both walked around the place seeing all the animals. But sadly, you couldn't stay there longer. Or in Valencia. 

The next morning, you had to drive back to Barcelona. Lots of people were travelling for the Easter holidays so you knew it'd be a longer trip than usual. You and Ferran were chatting and updating each other on what you're next few days’ schedule looked like.

“And I have to work on Tuesday. Can you believe that?”

“Yeah, so close to the Easter holidays. A lot of people are off work already…clearly”, he answered, looking at all the cars in front of yours.

“I meant…”, you were so thrown off by his comment. “Yeah, it's weird”.

Tuesday was two days before Maundy Thursday, so sure, it was two days before the Easter holidays but…it was also your birthday. Had Ferran forgotten?

“I brought snacks for the trip. Sour Skittles, your faves”.

Ferran's big smile made you forget how hurt you were for a second. “I love them. Thank you. You're so thoughtful”.

“You know…it's what couples do. Remember important things about one another and all that”.

“Speaking of that…”.

Your head turned quickly to look at Ferran, expecting him to mention the birthday. But he just placed something in your hand.

“A chocolate bar?”

“Not just a chocolate bar. It's salted caramel flavoured. I know you've been trying all of them to see if any actually taste like salted caramel. This is from Lindt so it's a good brand. When I saw it, I picked it up for you”.

“So thoughtful of you”, you whispered. 

“I also remember what's important for you”, he winked.

Did he?

“It's good”, you told him after taking a bite. “Wanna try it?”

He nodded and you moved the bar so he could take a bite as well. “It doesn't taste like salted caramel, though”.

“No”, you sighed. “It seems impossible to get that flavour in this country”.

“We'll keep trying”.

Ferran leaned forward to kiss your cheek before driving again. Finally, the cars were moving.

The plan was the usual. You'd eat snacks and chat. Music was on so there'd be some singing going on too. But you just felt so moody seeing your boyfriend had forgotten your birthday. Even if it was a newish relationship, you expected him to remember the day you were born. He always seemed to worry so much about the little details, like the chocolate bars. But now he forgot the big details. Typical.

Life continued and you went back to work while Ferran was busy training and trying to be ready for the next match. 

“You ok?”, asked one of your coworkers.

“Yeah. Just worrying too much about silly things”.

“I'm familiar with that. But I hope you aren't worrying about getting older tomorrow”, she laughed. “Are you doing anything fun for your birthday?”

“I don't think so…”.

“Will you go back to Valencia this weekend to see your family?”

You didn't plan on doing that but maybe it was a good idea. The plan was to stay in Barcelona and go see Ferran play but maybe it was time for a change of plans. At least your parents remembered your birthday. 

Ferran didn't even mention staying with you on Monday night. His birthday hadn't even been a whole month before yours and you made sure you'd be there to wake him up and show him the gifts you got for him. You wanted to be the first person he saw when he woke up on his birthday…but also wanted him to be the first person you saw on yours.

“All my fault for creating these fantasies in my head”, you told yourself when you got into bed. “Always makes it easier to end up being disappointed”.

But you were being too hard on yourself...and on Ferran. Still, he wasn't the first person you saw when you woke up on your birthday. Or not the first animal at least.

“What is…”, the sound of breathing and purring near your face woke you up and when you opened your eyes, you saw the most beautiful little kitten staring at you. “How did you get here?”

“Oh, you're awake. Happy birthday!”, screamed Ferran, holding balloons in his hands and placing them near your bed. “I couldn't wrap your main present. Moves too much”.

He was still laughing when you sat up in bed and stared at the kitten. “He's mine?”

“She. And yes. I went back to the rescue we visited not long ago and they had already found a family for the older cat you loved so much so I looked around and…she was almost calling my name. I knew immediately she'd become your best friend”.

“I…”, you didn't even know what to say. The cat was a black kitten with white paws, like the one you had when you were a kid. But Ferran didn't know that and yet…he found her for you. It had been one of your worst days as a kid when your cat passed and you refused to have another black cat for the longest time, feeling like it’d mean you were trying to substitute your best friend. But now realised it wasn't like that. This was a new friend but you would never forget the previous ones.

“I thought you forgot my birthday”, you confessed while you tried to get the cat to sit on your lap.

“I know. It was a bit mean to do that to you but I didn't want you to find out I had adopted her and ruin the surprise. I picked her up yesterday morning and couldn’t leave her alone at home”.

“I guess I can forgive you. And thank you”.

“Anything for the birthday girl. I'm going back to the car to get all her stuff”.

“Her stuff?”

“Yeah. And you don't have to go to work today, by the way. I sent match tickets to your boss and now you can stay home”.

“Thanks! Your fame is finally useful”.

You took the little kitten in your hands and went to see what Ferran meant by stuff for the kitten. And then you saw him bringing a litter box, a cat tree, food, treats, toys, …

“Did you buy the whole pet store?”

“Ehh…”, he looked around and frowned. “I think I left a couple of toys for other kitties. But our little princess needs all of this”.

“We need to find a name for the princess first”.

“Right. Any ideas?”

“Umm”, you thought. “Has she done anything extra cute that we could use for a nickname?”

“She puked on my bed”.

“Adorable”, you chuckled.

After going back and forth over some names, and checking Google for more ideas, you both decided to name the little kitten Lulu.

Once that was sorted, it was time to play with her. She had so much energy…and Ferran bought so many toys. Lulu would get tired of all of them quickly wanting to try the other ones. 

“This will be your forever home. Are you happy?”, you asked Lulu when she was purring and laying down on your lap after too much playing. 

“I want you to be my forever home too”.

“Are you talking to me or Lulu?”, you joked, trying not to blush too much.

“Both…but mostly to you”.

“We want that too…and then we'll finally turn you into a cat person”.

[basilone]

Hi Killy? How about #20 caffeine, dealer's choice for characters. Thank you!

Ooo, thank you for this one! 💙 I'm delighted at it being dealer's choice, as this got me to try my hand at writing my fave of faves: Rosie. I do hope I've got him down right! (Slight, slight spoilers for the most recent ep apply!)

caffeine

The base is somewhat beautiful when the sun’s still low. There’s a slight haze hanging just above the dewy grass, too thin to be a full-on fog but lending this early morning a particular enchantment all the same. Gold streaks flicker through the last vestiges of night. If she squints at the treeline hard enough, its greens will mingle with the twinges of red in the dawn. Like Christmas painted through a misty window.

It’ll be a while before Christmas comes, now, though the mornings aren’t getting any warmer.

Imogene puffs up her cheeks. Blows warm air between her hands, then rubs them together briskly. She’s forgotten her gloves again. Margaret’s not about to loan out her perfectly good set of spare gloves, either, if that glare from earlier is anything to go by. And Jeannie is nice and all, but the knitwork on her gloves is absolutely drenched in perfume. Imogene lets out a sigh. Contemplates the risks associated with running back to her bunk and praying her own gloves will be in the place where she put them last.

Truth is, she hasn’t got the time. Jeannie’s already taken off at a dead run for the bathroom for the second time in an hour, which has got Margaret fuming in a way that’ll at least make sure the sink’s going to be so spotless you could eat out of it. Imogene would be more worried about Jeannie if this wasn’t already the fourth time a girl like her was prone to retching her guts out in the morning and being just fine and dandy in the afternoon.

These girls, like some of the men, barely stay long enough to learn their names.

And then, of course, there are those few who seem to stay a lifetime.

“One for the road, Captain Rosenthal?”

His answering laugh is soft, but his joy somehow never fails to meet his eyes. “If you can spare me a cup, yes. Thank you.”

“It’ll be a little minute, sir, sorry.” Imogene shoots him the closest thing she’s got to an apologetic smile. “I hope you can wait that long to get your latest dose of caffeine. These new coffee makers are a bit slower on the uptake.”

Captain Rosenthal hums a little to himself. “I believe I can find the time for it this morning, Imogene.”

“Glad to hear it, sir. Congratulations on your twenty-fifth, by the way!” She’d meant to say that about five days ago, but the party had turned raucous and strange in equal measure before she’d had the chance. And the men had been pretty tightly knit around him, at least before the mood had taken another tailspin downward. “When are you due to go home? Is it a ways away yet?”

He shifts his weight from foot to foot the way he always seems to do when contemplating something important. His gaze fixes on the horizon. Well past the planes on their hardstands, beyond the line of trees and buildings. Like there’s something in the early morning sky only he can see.

Imogene waits him out the way she always does. There is no hurrying Robert Rosenthal, not when he is pondering something important before his first coffee of the day. He might have something interesting to say once the idea lands and takes root inside him. Last time, he had made a small comment about bird migratory patterns that had somehow evolved into a conversation about penguins at the zoo. The time before that, he had asked her something about hairpins – not a topic for a man, or so Margaret had scoffed after – before he’d leaned forward ever so slightly and told her some of his men might have gotten their hands on a second helping of chocolate through the cunning use of hairpins. (DeBlasio, if she had to name one. It’s always the goddamn Italians getting into trouble on this base.)

“I’m not too certain Florida will agree with me.” His smile is almost remorseful, as if he has contemplated the idea and found himself to be rather like a fish out of water. “I’d miss this weather. Gruesome chill in the air this morning.” He shudders just a little, more to himself than to her. “And I have to say, Imogene, I’d be hard-pressed to find better coffee than this.”

“Now you’re just flattering me, sir,” she laughs, grabbing a pristine white cup for him. “We do what we can, but the stateside coffee just tastes better if you ask me. I dream about it sometimes.”

“The perfect cup of coffee? Bit of milk, two sugars. Little bit of foam on top, perhaps.” There’s a twinkle in his bright eyes as he steps closer, keenly awaiting his morning shot of caffeine. “What is your poison of coffee choice in this world, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Imogene hums to herself. “Bit of milk, bit of caramel, sir.” She almost wishes she had enough time to foam the milk up a little, give it a bit of a whisk before stirring it into his cup. “The sugar’s too cloggy. Caramel syrup works just as well to sweeten it.”

“I take it there is no secret stash of caramel syrup on base here?”

“You”– she gestures with the little spoon –“would be correct, Captain. Perhaps you can sneak me some, once you’re back home?”

The shadow that passes over his face is gone as swiftly as it came, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t see it. Imogene sucks in a rather noisy breath. Feels a chill swoop down and back up her spine in a way that’s got very, very little to do with the morning cold of early March. He glances back at the horizon a moment. Wistful, her mind supplies. Then: yearning.

She’s seen it before. In Major Cleven and Captain Rivers, every time they were kept on the ground too long. In Major Egan, once Major Cleven had vanished and left a hole in the fabric of reality itself. In Stella Lombardi, whose eyes never quite seem to meet the ground anymore, and in Two, who might just survive them all. There’s something in the set of their shoulders. Something in their eyes, once you know where to look.

Imogene looks. Sees. “You’re not going home.”

Blue eyes, brighter than any morning, meet her gaze. “Not just yet.” His confession hangs in the air between them a moment. She fills up the space with a mostly full cup of coffee, milk and sugars already stirred in, and is proud when her hand does not tremble. “We have work to do here, don’t we, Imogene?” His bare hand brushes her own before he lifts the cup in clear gratitude. “Thank you for the coffee, as always.”

She takes a deep breath. Steadies herself on the counter, just out of his keen gaze’s reach. “You’re very welcome, sir. Same time tomorrow, then?”

A laugh startles out of him, bright and beaming and so alive that she wants to cry. “Same time as always, ma’am.”

[reychvmpion]

bf jack taking care of reader when shes on her period!! like rushing to the supermarket when she says, “baby its that time of the month again”

and buying her like her fave chocolates, and all the goodies she wants. also would buy a shit ton of pads/tampons bc he doesnt know which brand she likes cause she usually uses diff ones.

would buy her heating pads too and will make her hot cocoa, hot soup etc to lessen the cramps!

“baby this is so unnecessary, you just spent so much money”

“shush, eat your soup”

period care w jack ~

hii, this idea is actually so cutee <3 tysm anon!

im sorry me describing the way y/n found out is kinda gross

cw: blood-ish, swearing

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“fuck..” you muttered upon seeing the red stain in your pants after your sneeze. you instantaneously ran to your closet, and got a black pair of pants and a fresh set of underwear, along with a pad. 

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you walked out of the bathroom, with the change of pants and a pad. “baby! it’s that time of the month again…” you yelled to your boyfriend, jack, who was laying lazily on the plush living room couch. “oh my god, i’ll be right back!” he shouted back in response, rushing out of the house frantically.

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the sound of the door squeaking open echoed around the house. jack came back in, holding reusable bags (a/n: i feel like he’s eco-friendly like that) filled with assorted items — pads, chocolates, candies, chips, face masks, etc. he used his foot to kick the door shut, waddled to you, who was slumped on the couch. dropping the bags onto the couch beside you, he sat down beside your head and let you rest your head in his lap. “i got you chocolate. and skincare, and snacks.” jack giggled, bending down to plant a gentle peck on your forehead. “could y’help me get the warming pads please?” you asked, looking up at your knight in shining armour, who happily obliged.

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“here y’go babycakes.” he grinned. but if you thought he was only gonna come back with the heating pad, you were wrong. he had a warm bowl of your favourite tomato soup in one hand, and a warming pad in the other. “babycakes? that’s a new one.” you chuckled, taking the soup as he gently placed the heating pad onto your abdominal area. “you shouldn’t have done this babe, this was expensive!” you scolded, pouting just a bit. “shush. eat your soup.” “fiine.”

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super super short but this idea was so cute 😭😭💞💞

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 3. food play

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “gingerbread houses”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ what a fun little activity to do with aurora! surely she won’t have any other ideas in mind… right?

pairing: aurora ghoulette x gn!reader

a/n: my fave ghoulette <3 i’m so happy i get to write a fic on her. this one will be great

cw: nsfw content. food play. oral sex (f receiving). frosting on vagina. semi-public sex (?). lots of making out. cum eating

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“that’s it… lick it all up! eat me out like it’s your last meal!” —❤︎

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“aww, aurora you got a bit of frosting on your face.”

“hmm? where?”

a certain multi ghoulette faced you in an almost innocent manner, trying to use her hands to wipe off the sugary decoration from her face, but she kept on missing.

you chuckled at the adorableness from aurora. her little clumsy antics were downright endearing. shaking your head, you rolled up your sleeves and swiped the pearly white frosting off of her cheek.

“over here, sweetie.” you pointed out, showing off the frosting that stained the ghoulette’s cheek.

aurora tipped her head to the side slightly and smiled, a soft giggle escaping her rosy lips. “right.. thank you.”

a cheeky grin etched its way onto your face, and you winked. taking the finger to your mouth, you licked off the remaining frosting, wiping your finger on your apron to remove any saliva.

“mmmh, it tastes great too. we really knocked it out of the park with this gingerbread house.” you applauded to aurora, and partially to yourself too.

the little ghoulette smiled, and clasped her hands together in a satisfied manner. “i’ll have to agree with you on that one, honeypie. i’d say that this year was our best gingerbread houses yet.”

throughout your time in the ministry, both you and your wonderful girlfriend, aurora, had a personal tradition where you both would make gingerbread houses together. each year, the gingerbread houses would always follow a different theme. one year you made a cute little treehouse, the next you’d make a witch’s tower. hell, there was even one season where the two of you made a full blown pirate ship.

this year was a cute little birdhouse. the tangy gingerbread crackers made up the base, and the roof was coated in a sugary and soft vanilla frosting, decorated in a way that made each clump of frosting look like a brick on the house.

shimmering candied crystals were dotted all over the base of the house, along with various sweet treats such as gumdrops, candy canes, chocolate and glazed strawberries. the best part about this elegant christmas dessert were the handmade pastry birdies. aurora came up with the idea of making two robins made out of candied pears and grapes, creating a duo of birdies that sat in the center of the bird house. they almost looked like you and aurora.

aurora squealed in delight and held up the tray that held your guys’ creation, marveling at both hers and your hard work.

“we did so good! it looks so cute, i’m gonna feel bad eating it.” aurora chimed in an ecstatic manner, before setting the tray on one of the other kitchen counters.

you just giggled at your girlfriend’s enthusiasm, loving this part about her. “if you don’t wanna eat it, rory, we can always eat something else.”

the little demon just whipped her head around to face you, her prisma colored eyes gleaming with a certain glint to them, her orbs creating a faint rainbow glow from the light reflecting off of them.

“oh? and what did you have in mind?” she asked, her tone slightly playful.

you smirked and scooped up a clump of glittery frosting with two of your fingers, before smearing it all over your lover’s face, making her gasp in surprise. “that.”

aurora marveled at your evil little scheme, before she herself smirked and wiped some frosting off of her face, and proceeding to smother it on yours too.

“whoops, my hand slipped.”

“oh you little—“

you and aurora chased each other around the ministry’s chicken, handfuls of the glazing spread staining your clothes, faces and hands. the two of you laughed gleefully as you had your little childish banter.

it was so fun just being able to let loose around your lover.

“heyyy come back here! let me smear frosting on those pretty little lips of yours!” you called out in a sing-song voice, but aurora stuck her tongue out at you and chuckled.

“neveeerrr!!” she called out, running away from your antics again.

after a bit of back and forth, you eventually had aurora caged onto the kitchen counter between your arms. you then brought your hand to her face and put frosting on her face again, making the ghoulette laugh with delight.

“hahah! alright, alright time out!” aurora managed out between her laughs, and you actually listened and stopped putting frosting all over her face.

though that devious little smirk was still on your face.

“my baddd~” you cooed, snickering at your lover’s pouting face. “here, let me clean it up for you.”

aurora tilted her head, before nodding and leaning against the kitchen counter, a smirk evident on her face. you brought your fingers to wipe some of the frosting off of aurora’s face, licking it off of your fingers.

you were sure that aurora saw that you got every last bit of frosting. your finger-licking movements were slow, and it was a little teasing too. aurora watched every moment, every swipe you made with your tongue, every sucking sound you created when you licked your fingers clean of frosting.

oh. she knew what you were doing alright.

neither of you said anything when you were eating up the frosting. however, the looks you both gave each other spoke volumes, and the heated tension was intense.

as you finished licking, the only frosting that was left was on aurora’s beautiful lips.

“babe…” you whispered, your tone slightly dropping. your hands cupped aurora’s cheeks and you leaned in. “come here.”

aurora nodded. she wasted no time, and brought her hands to grasp at your hair before drawing you into a passionate, deep kiss. her taste was delicate, and sugary sweet, like the most tasty dessert you’ve ever had the pleasure of eating.

as the two of you made out and your tongues swirled together, your hand trailed down to the space between aurora’s thighs, before you started rubbing her aching cunt through her jeans, making the ghoulette gasp from the sensation. you could still taste sweetness of the frosting on her plump lips.

“fuck, y/n…” she rasped out, growing more wet and aroused in her panties.

“mmh..” you hummed into her lips, kissing her aggressively with a fervent passion. “i’m going to eat you up, rory.”

wasting no time, your fingers fumbled to unbutton aurora’s jeans, yanking them off along with her panties so harshly you swore you accidentally tore a fabric. you lifted her off the floor and sat her on the kitchen counter, before you slipped between her legs.

you cursed at the sight of your girlfriend’s glistening pussy, reveling in its wetness and how pretty it looked.

“you’re so turned on.” you cooed, hot breath tickling at the bundle of nerves, making aurora jolt. “can’t wait to feast on you.”

“please do.” she begged.

“hold on, baby… i need to prepare my meal properly first…” you replied.

dipping your fingers in the nearby frosting bowl, you got a good chunk of it before rubbing the fluffy coating all over aurora’s wet cunt, making her gasp and moan from the pressure of your fingers and the frosting.

“shiiit!”

“fuck, there we go. all done.”

the frosting was sloppily smeared all over aurora’s pussy, every crevice and nerve had the frosting all over it. you licked your lips and wasted no time.

drawing your head in closer, you wrapped your arms around aurora’s thighs before going to town on her. lapping your tongue at every inch and corner of her puffy cunt, taking your time eating off the frosting. all the while, aurora squealed gleefully and you drank up her juices.

she tasted so damn good. so sweet, and the frosting only enhanced the taste even further. you moaned deeply, delighted from her taste, and the vibrations sent shockwaves of pleasure up her spine.

aurora’s moans grew louder and more pornographic as you got more erratic with your tongue movements. “nnngh! baby! your tongue— it’s so good!”

you groaned in response, being sure to lick up every bit of frosting as you lapped at aurora’s cunt. your tongue flicked over her coated clit and you sucked on it hard, making your girlfriend cry out loudly in pleasure and grip your hair.

“s-shit! right there, babe!” she practically screamed. “that’s it… lick it all up! eat me out like it’s your last meal!”

and that’s exactly what you did. you kept eating her out until there was no frosting left, and even then, you didn’t stop licking. moaning and groaning with delight into aurora’s pussy as you tongue fucked her.

“aah! y/n! i’m gonna fucking cum!” aurora warned, her painted nails digging into your scalp more tightly.

and you made sure that your girlfriend reached her release. as you lapped at her cunt, her body convulsed wildly and her thighs gripped your head tightly, before she screamed and came all over your face, practically suffocating you.

you didn’t mind however, as you gladly drank up her love juice and swallowed aurora’s cum, some of it dripping at the corner of your mouth. separating yourself from between her legs, you looked up to be met with a blissed, fucked out aurora, who was basking in the afterglow of her release.

“you tasted amazing, aurora.” you praised again, drawing her in for another kiss. she whimpered slightly, but gladly gave in as she tasted herself on your lips.

as the two of you kissed, she broke it apart, and smirked. “thanks, honey.”

aurora then leaned into your ear, and whispered seductively, her tone of voice seeing shivers of excitement down your spine.

“now it’s your turn.”

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[jackiemychoom]

[OC Interview]

Tagged by @pinkyjulien thank you so much 😊

[Valentina Torrez]

☆NICKNAME: People used to call me Tina, but I started going by V when I left my clan.

☆GENDER: Cis female, she/her

☆ORIENTATION: Bisexual with a preference for women I guess. I dont know, it's complicated.

☆NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: I'm American. My mother is Mexican and my father is Hawaiian.

☆HEIGHT: 5'9" / 175.26cm

☆STAR SIGN: Aquarius

☆FAVE FRUIT: Kiwi

☆FAVE SEASON: Spring

☆FAVE FLOWER: Sunflower

☆FAVE SCENT: Citrus

☆COFFEE, TEA or HOT CHOCOLATE: I occasionally drink tea. The type depends on my mood. I've never had hot chocolate, but I'm curious.

☆AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: About 3-6hrs depending on if I got too much shit to do or I'm able to get a good night's rest.

☆DOG OR CAT PERSON: Not really one or the other. However, I have become fond of the stray cats that I've met.

☆DREAM TRIP: Never really thought about it. Maybe up north, where there's mountains and snow. I also like the idea of going to Mexico. I always wondered if I had any family there.

☆NUMBER OF BLANKETS THEY SLEEP WITH: I typically sleep with two, but when it's hot, I prefer a sheet or really light blanket.

☆RANDOM FACT: I grew up eating whatever was available because we didn't always have much to choose from. Maybe that's why I hate certain foods and became a picky eater.

Tagging (no pressure ofc and sorry if you've done it already) @maschinen-mensch @fonfan121 @medtech-mara @leota-nexus @fly-amanitaa @wanderingaldecaldo @ghostoffuturespast

[wannaeatramyeon]

Pupupupupupupu (sound effect)

Ara ara Anon here! Here us a fun ask for you! That probably required research (Lol).

What type of chocolate brand do Lookism boys and girl loves? And what your favorite also?

Hey Ara Ara anon! How you doing? This ask made me lol, athough all your asks have tickled me. First you were thirsty, now you're hungry?

I'm not actually a huge fan of chocolate in general but Toblerones are my weakness.

So...

I'm was thinking about the chocolates and I think it might be too region specific. I'm from the UK. Vin is a classic Yorkie, Gun is a Lindt truffle but does that mean anything?

And then I thought about flavour of crisps (or chips). And if Jake Kim was McCoys Steak and Johan Walker's barbecue rib (WHICH IS ALSO NO LONGER MANUFACTURED)... and again, too specific?

Sorry for twisting your ask. I've left out any that doesn't give me a general vibe. But anyway.

Lookism Fave... Snacks

Jake: crisps/chips vibe. Like there'll be a serious Big Deal meeting and you just hear 'crunch'. Shifty eyes, a little guilty. "Sorry. Please continue" until Jason gets into the flow of things again then... 'crunch'.

Mira: Home baked cookies! Cupcakes! Brownies! Started when she was young and to share with Zack and Johan. She still bakes for Zack, and he's touched until she shares it with the rest of the group too >:(

Zack: something boring like protein bars. Remember the fitness craze when you would kid yourself and microwave a bar and 'OMG it tastes like rEaL bRoWniEs'. Fucking lies man. But yeah, he's one of them

Zoe: Definitely a strawberry pepero girlie. And what a conveniently easy snack to share with Piggy too. Looooove pepero day. Still waiting for big or little Daniel to send her some

Daniel: I mean. Honestly. We've seen little Daniel's eating habits when getting trained by Vasco. I don't think he's too fussy

Vasco: y'all got kinder eggs? the choc eggs with the toy inside and a kiddie's choking hazard warning? He loves them but the warning is actually for our lil Tabasco

Goo: reminds me of RDJ/Iron Man era. Just snacks everywhere. You're talking to him, quickly glance away and suddenly he's manifested a fresh pretzel??

Mary Kim: popcorn. Something to munch on whilst Vin Jin is being a drama queen

Gun: are cigarettes a snack?

Johan: he'll have whatever you're having. You don't get a say in this.

Crystal: justice AGAIN for crystal and why tf she needs to restrict her diet when Daniel DOESN'T

[poupeesdecirque]

Travel Blog - Anime Festival Kassel - Part 2

Saturday or: Contest hyper Bunny & the black out

Saturday had come so fast and I can tell it went like a blurr for me somehow? Entry includes a recording of my cosplay contest entry.

You know I'm an early owl and I woke up before my alarm again, after breakfast in the hotel I arranged a few things and went out to Kassel as I felt I needed a walk to get some energy off as I was getting nervous. Attending the Cosplay Contest again and being the first one to perform was slowly getting into my head.

I went for a little random shopping trip and walk around Kassel but it was super cold. Luckily I was able to do my make up in the hotel room of a friend and it took forever. I do love Allen's Clown variant but I hate putting on the make up OTL I guess this is the main reason I will not wear it often in the end. Not to mention the adhesive for the wig acted up and slipped off shortly before I put the wig on x_X lacefront aren't my faves.

I quickly ran back to the car to put on the rest of the costume and went into the hall to check the areas I missed the day prior. The 2nd floor hosts the Anime Cinema, two big event halls, the commercial vendors and all that.

After running around like a headless chicken I met Cestla again who took photos at the nearby church, then I got myself some Bubble Tea and a snack as the pre-judging was already due soon.

As it was super cold my make up smeared a bit and I had to fix it anyways. (Funny enough the only parts that crumbled later the day were the parts I had to fix earlier, guess they were too runny).

Overall I got more used to people thinking I am a "horror clown", as aside positive feedback from locals that the costume is nice and asking for photos I was actually called creepy and indeed horror clown, guess the claws added to that. But I think it helps with the issue I had back at the Connichi as I kind of forgot people can be scared of clowns.

We then gathered for the pre-judging aka the costume judging. This was really ... something else as the jury this time were all international cosplayers who are well known and everything I said was translated to them, and I didn't understand them much. But I think they found some of my solutions quite smart? At least they left such an impression for me. The officiall photographer then took a few photos.

The time until the contest was just me running around and being a headless chicken again. One of the other contestans was funnily the one who organized the contest at the NiSaCon (she later on was placed first). I read my script over and over again.

For my entrance my friend actually recorded it:

I forgot my script in the middle of it, so it's partially acted, partially me trying not to panic on stage. I was just glad as it was over. But sitting in the audience waiting until it was over was another can of worms.

I have no idea how I was ranked, i thought about asking but in the end it wouldn't help me much, I went on that stage, I had to change my idea several times before the contest, was severly stressed and short before cancelling it a few times but I did it. And I did it to cope with a few things. I think it helped. (Photos are the Top 3, Moana (1), Stein's:Gate (2) and a Yokai OC (3, tbh the theme was super similar to what I did).

As things were settled we fetched some snacks and went on a little shopping haul. I redressed into the full clown costume, I was so sure I wouldn't wear it like that after the Connichi, but it felt like a weight was taken off my shoulders... so I think attending the contest was the right decision. Somehow the day passed by quickly and we both were beat and decided to say goodbye.

I quickly got some more substantial stuff to have more for dinner than a small bao bun and some taiyaki :') though eating this late and having a ton of chocolate after the main was not the best idea as I had serious trouble sleeping that night.

Scrubbing off the make up was a task on its own, especially the fake eyelashes. I was super tired, but alas... sleep is for the weak.

Last day laid ahead. Sadly.

[euclydya]

Part 9 babeyyyyyy

81. Which is your favourite plural flag? - Probably Kenochoric's tbh

^ is nice to lookie at .

82. If you have one, which is your favourite plurality related tumblr blog? - i dont think we have a favourite actually FHJDSJDJ

83. What is a fun fact about your System? - To deal with intrusive homicidal thoughts over the years we've gotten into the habit of FRIENDLY FIRE COMBAT. this means we kill each other but it has no consequences except knocking out a sysmate (whom the brain considers temporarily dead) for a few minutes to a few hours. Death is very common in our system ajahdjdjsjsjddj

84. What is a flavour of ice cream that describes you collectively? - Mint chocolate chip because Fffffuck you JAAJAJSJDJDDJ

85. Which pride flag is the prettiest, in your collective opinion? - Noooo clue tbh

86. If you collectively had to choose between being a sweet or a sour candy, which do you pick? - SOUR BABEYYYY sour candy is our favourite candy. Turn Our Ass Into A Warhead.

87. Your body always morphs into what the current fronter(s) look like, would you want this power or not? - we're not out to anyone irl so no oh god could you imagine. wait that'd be so funny with our factives. Our mom walks into our room and fucking Mark.ip.lier is there. help

88. Is there a Hatsune Miku in your System? - ........ Yeah we used to have a couple but they've since been absorbed HDJDSJSJDJD

89. Who has been in your System the longest (if you can remember)? - this thing. Formed sometime in 2010.

... But then there's also sysmates apart of the First Wave. Those guys formed years before but we thought they were imaginary friends at the time.

People in the first wave include Anatoly and Callisto (Umbreon and Espeon respectively; introjects of the starters from Pokemon Colosseum), Dewy (from Dewy's Adventure), Ooccoo (from... Zelda? We've never even played a Zelda game.), the King of Sorrow (from Klonoa), and 02 (from Kirby 64). All of these guys formed when we were in single digits. This does not include other sysmates we're now aware of but have since disappeared like Togepi, Misty (yes. from Pokemon.), Gary the Snail, etc.

I'd say Anatoly and Callisto are the eldest since we got Colosseum at the age of like 3-4 (they did NOT form with those names btw, they recently came out of dormancy like last year fjdjsjdjd as a kid they were just Umbreon and Espeon) but idk for sure. I know Ooccoo formed because of Brawl and we were like 8-9 for that one. We got Dewy's Adventure when the Wii JUST came out. We'd have been... 7, maybe 8 depending on when we actually got one cuz I doubt it was on launch. No clue about Sorrow though cuz Lunatea's Veil came out in 2001 and that's. Yeah no.

I think Sorrow formed when we were at least 5 cuz we found out about Him through youtube. So uh. yippee?

Same goes for 02 though wdr when she formed. We vividly remember that was during the Restaurant Era™ (our parents owned a restaurant when we were a kid and we were stuck there very often .) though. And we were at LEAST 5 for that.

But we consider Ticky Tacky to be our "first" starmate despite obvious proof of that not being the case in retrospect DHSJjdjdj

Y'KNOW I FORGOT ABOUT KING THE KINGDRA. started off as a teeny lil Horsea ofc and was our first ever "imaginary friend" (can you tell Misty was our fave growing up.) and evolved over the years. She's fucking huge now btw. "5'11" my ass She's like 10 ft tall she's SCARY AHAHAJSDJDJXJSJDJD

90. If you collectively had to choose, would you rather only eat sweet foods or only eat savoury foods for the rest of your life? - OUGH.... depends on the sysmate. I know if Wil were answering this they'd choose sweet foods without a second thought. I asked my subsystem what they thought and Mal just screamed at me. um. I'd choose savory tbh!

-Tulip

[lonelypond]

Purple

Maki & Rin, NicoMaki RinPana mentions, Love Live, 695 words

Maki and Rin have a not so serious conversation.

Purple

“It was a one-eyed one-horned flying purple people eater Sure looks strange to me”

“Does it sound strange to you, Maki?” Rin slid into the opposite side of the booth from Maki, tray full of deep fried finger food ready to be shared

“What were you singing?”

“Kayo-chin’s finding all these weird Halloween songs for the party playlist. That my fave so far.”

“Did she get the werewolf ones I sent her?” Maki started on the french fries, dipping them in her chocolate milkshake. Rin fake gagged, then chugged a handful of jalapeno poppers to chew while singing.

“I lose control, I just can't stop You look so good, like a big pork chop Ripped my pants, ripped my shirt I'm going to eat your mother for dessert”

“That’s disgusting.” Maki snapped.

“I know. Does Nico know you like that song? Or your Mom?”

“I meant eating while singing. And who said I liked that song?”

“It was first on the list.”

Maki lowered her eyes, pretending to be focused on sipping her shake, slight flush on her cheeks. “I like to be thorough.”

“Thorough like a chainsaw.” Rin sawed back and forth through the air. “Does Halloween bring out the beast in you, Maki-chan?”

“There is no beast in me. And you’re practically a cat.”

“Nyat what we’re talking about, Fang-y.”

“Did you decide on your costume.”

“No no, no hints. Nobody will recognize Rin.”

“There’s only so many of us going to party. Line up heights, stare at the tiniest two, realize that one’s not Nico and…” Maki flipped her hands open.

“Rin could wear platforms. Or…did Nico decide on a costume?”

Maki grimaced, grinding a french fry to pulp, “She won’t listen to reason.”

“She still thinks you want to go with Eli?”

Maki hesitated. “Not really. But she got really mad when I suggested she could go as Frankie.”

Rin giggled. “You could have said Bond.”

“That would have made it worse.”

“Nozomi and Eli are coming as Sailor Neptune and Uranus anyway.”

“Yeah, they got Stars. Lucky. What else were we supposed to do with ‘Deadly’?”

“Yeah, that’s tough. You can’t really dress up like a heart attack. Maybe you could be a werewolf attack. Nico likes red. And you could sing about chainsaws: Eat you cooked, eat you raw, I'm going to rip you up like a big chainsaw.”

“Nico’s love for red would not include ‘covered in fake blood,’ Rin.”

“You don’t know if you don’t ask.”

“I do, I really do.” Maki leaned back, smirking. “Plus, my costume looks good, Kotori gave me some tips. Nico will only fake complain that there’s no way I can be hotter than her, but not really mind.”

Rin still had no idea how Nico and Maki worked as a couple, but their friction had sharpened into public flirting that kindled fiercely private contentment. That made her happy for her friends.

“What is Nico coming as?”

“Like you, she won’t say. Just that it’ll be killer.” Maki frowned, “I think Hanayo knows. She and Nico keep giggling on the phone and sending pics back and forth.”

Rin hadn’t noticed. Her head tilted, eyes blinking. Kayo-chin told her everything.

“Don’t go there, Rin. Curiosity killed the cat.”

“Kayo-chin would never hurt me.”

“But she’s keeping a Nico-chan secret.”

Nico-chan would feel hurt, betrayed. It would be Rin’s fault and Nico would be mad at Kayo-chin.

Rin squared her shoulders, “Rin won’t ask.”

Maki's phone pinged, “It’s time to meet them anyway. Nico wants to watch something called “Werewolf By Night” Honoka says Umi passed out during.”

Rin stood up, “People are weird.”

“How?”

“If Honoka were actually attacked by a werewolf, Umi would chop it in half before it could bite anybody. But on a TV screen…”

Maki chuckled, “Well, I’m glad Umi faints instead of chopping screens in half.”

“Yeah.”

“But people are weird.”

“Says Fangy with a chainsaw.”

“Don’t even start.”

“Already did.”

“Leaving you behind.”

At that, Rin sprinted off, “Last one there’s a werewolf loser.”

Maki sent Nico a “meet us at the corner instead” text. Rin couldn’t win if she didn’t know where the finish line was.

A/N:

I love not so serious Maki and Rin conversations. And werewolf-ery, but you probably know that already ; ) Rin and Hanayo's word was "Witchcraft." Any costume guesses?

[taylorkellyreporting]

i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: ted lasso from 2x02 to 2x05

jamie’s such an asshole 😭

“…oh.” skfjgjvjfjs

the sad music playing in this jamie scene is taking me out

i hate jane, beard deserves so much better

maybe frank sinatra was the problem

nate and his asshole attitude is getting really old

“why’s it smell like my nana’s house in here?” i don’t know why but the line delivery is sending me

“you ain’t even speaking spanish” CACKLING

“evidently she doesn’t eat sugar” “what a fucking asshole” 😭😭

the littles being absolutely thrilled when roy swears is so funny

we all have our kinks i guess skfjgkvkns

“when it sucks and i hate it, i’m gonna hire a bunch of children to follow you around and scream ‘told you so, told you so.’ for centuries” “i look forward to the attention” i love keeley 😭

“old people are so wise. they’re like tall yodas” WHATKGKFJFJS

dani finding it funny that ted and jamie look like they’re sitting in the guys hand while everyone else is upset is so on brand 😭

jamie better get on his hands and knees and beg sam to forgive him, that’s all i know.

sam is so precious, i freaking love him

higgins keeps showing up in the most random places 😭 someone get that man an office

nate talking about how jamie being back would ruin morale by belittling everyone then having him immediately doing it to will was such a smart move

ted got through to dr fieldstone 🥹 i knew she’d grow to love him eventually

oh shit, this is gonna be a disaster

- 2x03

sassy!! i’m so glad she’s back

“you finished on my-“ YELLING

“did he talk like that-“ “the whole time. and so eager to please. it was fabulous.” 😭

genuinely forgot about their hookup til now

“uncle roy, can we have ice cream for dinner?” “no, that’s dumb” “you’re right, thank you for helping me set boundaries” pls

“wow, she really loves you” “i know, it’s fucking annoying” 😭

i really hope we see more of rebecca and nora’s relationship, i’m loving it so far

nora being a sam girlie is so real of her

what the fuck did i just witness?!76(;;$(85&

“charles edgar cheeserton the 3rd” wake up babe new chuck e. cheese name just dropped

“sincerely, boss ass bitch” this whole scene has me in tears

“jamie tartt is a muppet and i hope he dies of the incurable disease of being a little bitch” that’s actually a really good insult 😭

so proud of sam!!

that entire scene with the tape was so powerful

IT’S ABOUT SUPPORTING YOUR TEAMMATES EVEN IF IT MAKES OTHERS UNCOMFORTABLE!!!!!

THEY’RE A FAMILY 🥹

- 2x04

colin and moe aww

i’m not gonna lie, this look is really doing it for me

did jamie just bless HIMSELF??? 😭😭

keeley sticking her tongue straight into the chocolate fountain was sooo me coded

God, it’s me again-

a mini dartboard 🥹 henry is so precious

ted is all alone :(

“i think you might be dying” FUCKFKGJFJDJS

“i brought friend chicken!” “is that a christmas tradition in holland?” “no :D” 😭

“i just walked into your neighbors house! oh my God” idk why but this ep is making me lose it

“let’s get drunk!” pls he sounds so happy

rebecca’s look of disbelief at ted being called a wanker dkfjgjgjs

that nerf scene I’M CRYING

“mom! there are two white people at the door and they’re smiling!” BYE

the guy wanting a selfie with keeley instead of roy skfjfjsdjgkd REAL 😭

PLEASE

losing it at dani and mrs higgins drinking together, they looked so happy skdjgjvkd

ted and rebecca spending christmas together and delivering presents to kids 🥹

“you want me to drive?” “the…steering wheel is on the other side” “right, i’m the one with the accent here” 😭

NOT THE LOVE ACTUALLY REENACTMENT

THIS IS SO SWEET

i love rebecca’s voice so much

this was such definitely my fave ep so far and i desperately need a holiday episode every season

- 2x05

ted laughing when nate said he’d talk to isaac was fucked up but so funny

“so can i like give this back to you and you give me cash? is that a thing or…?” “no.” lmfao

“i don’t drink coffe, my mother says i was born caffeinated” she’s not wrong 😭

nate is taking hit after hit this episode and i can’t even feel bad for him after how he’s treated will

God, i love the way higgins talks about julie 🥹

alright, who wrote ‘yum’ on roys picture? cause i know it wasn’t him lmao

i don’t care if it was just brett almost breaking character, i’m gonna believe that there was a slight smile on roys face cause he was happy to see ted

“you’d look well fit with pigtails” “i do 😁” petition for rebecca to wear pigtails at least once before the show ends…for science.

roy asking ted if he did alright with coaching isaac is something that can be so personal

isaac stopping in the middle of the game to tie that girls shoe just made me love him more

roys reluctant friendship with ted is everything

when harry met sally 😭

every time i believe i can’t love roy more than i already do he goes and proves me wrong

roy seeing the impact he had on isaac 🥹

HIGGINS AND JULIA ARE SO CUTE

keeley looks so proud of roy aw

don’t know if i’ve said this before but isaac has such a beautiful smile

“shut up. just shut up. you had me at ‘coach’” and if i said this is the funniest show on television?

[raytorosguitarstrap]

Hi!

I saw that ask game in your pinned

And

Js pretend this is all of the numbers except the nsfw ones and the ones you're not comfy answering

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I GOT SIDETRACKED AND WHEN I WENT TO GO CONTINUE ALL OF MY PROGRESS WAS. GONE.

0. 5'3

2. 7 in women's (USA size(

3. Nope!! Don't like the smell of it and also I need my lungs 2 be as healthy as possible cuz I'm training 2 b a boxer

4. No but I've tried alcohol on accident and I HATED it.

5. Ibuprofen counts as a drug technically... I only use it 4 cramps tho

6. 15😭

7. Nope, just use the temp ones!!

8.YES!!! I want small little cameos 2 my fave characters!! (Freddy's iconic glove, well. 4 Freddy. A deck of cards maybe 4 theodore? A bass or 'planet pisch' 4 murderface, u get the idea)

9. Yep!!! I have both my ear lobes pierced.

10. I want ANGEL FANGZ!!!!

11. Oof, I don't have any friends at all even😭

12. Single.

15. i HAVE MULTIPLE. Rocky IV, nightmare on elm street, hellraiser, avatar (pandora one), haunted mansion, The dark knight and many more I can't name off the top of my head!! (Mainly slasher/horror ones)

16.(idk if this counts as platonic or whtever), IF U LET ME RANT ABT MY HYPERFIXATIONS/HEADCANONS/FAVE MOVIES/OCS/AND RANDOM STUFF‼️‼️‼️‼️

18.Okay so one time my parents were fighting (not unusual they fight all the time), but it got super heated and my dad started to get physical with my mother. I obv wanted him to stop so I intervened(I was v young at the time), and he punched me instead and gave me a black eye

19. I'm very loud and cringey unintentionally(Its the tism I promise I don't mean 2 b lime that)

22. Plan A: Horror movie director/actor/produce/etc. plan B: Boxer. Plan C: Artist

23. I have a sister that's like 30. Our relationship is alr, sometimes she buys me stuff that I want without me asking her(which is super sweet but she does it too much).

24. Complicated. (Will not elaborate)

25. Driving past/parked next to a cemetery while listening to misfits and mcr while talking abt horror movies and headcanons/ going shopping at Spencer's and or hot topic!

26. When people specifically eat with their mouths open and VERY LOUDLY.

29. To not get cps called on my parents 😭

30. Sometimes it's too quiet, and I hear my own breathing and heart beating and it makes me feel. Funny. (/neg).

32. "We need to talk" "that's so weird" "damn u look like a blobfish" (last one sounds stupid, but it sounds so mean and makes me very uncomfortable and upset when someone tells it to my face😭😭)

33. "You look so pretty!!" "Can you tell me more? I'd like to listen!" "You're artsyle is pretty!"

34. THEIR WOMEN.

36. Waaaaay up in the forest. All alone. In my little cabin. Just staying there for eternity. Peaceful sounds of birdys and animals :3

38. An artist

39. That one stranger things "chocolate pudding" ice cream they have at Walmart

40. Someone happy :)

41. Hanging out with William murderface and listening to him ramble abt his interests

42. A pack of cheeze-itz and coke

44. Whoever read all of that is scientifically proven to be awesome :3

[jossujb]

So hod did my birthday in Stockholm vent?

Elton John’s last concert in his final tour in Tele2 arena was exactly as fabulous expected. As you may know, my sister got the tickets back in 2020 cos I turned 30 that year, because of covid and wars and what ever the fucking political shit in Finland the Helsinki gig was cancelled - but our ticked were valid in Stockholm, and we even got upgrade on them for all the difficulty, so we actually had very nice seats all things considered. My favorite song from ELton John is Tiny Dancer, but I think my favorite for the evening was Rocketman, it just went all the places.

Gotta appreciate a sensible man, Sir Elton started sharply and ended on the clock, which I think for largely Swedish and Finnish audience was a pleasure.

After the gig some mishaps started to pile. My sister had reserved our knight in a quite fancy hotel - but a fire broke inside the hotel during the night and since I sleep like the dead I didn’t hear the alarm and my sister had to drag me and it happened so suddenly I rubbed contacts right out of my eye and didn’t see shit when evacuating. But it got under control, nobody was hurt and we got very fancy brekkie in the morning.

Then we went a museum of photography. There was a exhibition of Peter Lindbergh, which I very much liked. Then we went to Stockholm’s old town - I nearly bought myself a Supernatural themed deck of Tarot cards- They weren’t even expensive, Stockholm in general was somehow cheaper than Finland, since the war in Ukraine has inflated priced much much more in Finland for a reason or another. But I couldn’t see any goddamn real reason why I would need more SPN shit, so I let the urge go... I wanted to buy so much comics too, I was eyeing on a deluxe set of Death by Neil Gaiman, but like...I dunno, these days I try to think over what I actually want cos I am running out space.

We at nice foods... my skin was really acting up, and the teeth decay because of years of mild disorders was extra visible in pictures... I looked like I had some sort deadly illness going on the whole time. Felt quite ill too, because of the anemia and stuff, and my sister was quite mean about it. The photos we took in booths are nice keepsakes for sure, but I do genuinely look /very/ ill.

At Arlanda Airport it was news to us that Finnish borders are closed this week because of Joe Biden visits and stuff. Which was no problem otherwise, they just asked to see your passport eve though you don’t really have to show it between Finland/Sweden. For some reason communication about the situation was given so confusingly, like everyone panicked at the airport as if thy were not allowed to fly to Finland at all, so they flight was quite late because of the hassle. 

I had promised myself that I don’t contact my boss during my birthday trip... but at this point I made an exception said that since the flight is late, I might not be able to catch the last train from Tikkurila so if that happens I am gonna miss my schedule on work and need some assistance. But I actually managed to still catch the train and everything was just ok - except my boss went full on pressure/quilting/blackmailing spree and I actually felt quite ill, had rally taught time at work today, everything felt like it had made difficult for me on purpose.

My mum wanted to se me today and hear about the trip and I paid a visit. Unfortunately mum could also see that I look very sick and she force feed me bag of chocolate and sleeve of cookies and I feel so ill, so goddamn ill.

I dunno why the go-to method for everyone to make me feel better is to force feed me. Yeah like, I might have lost a bit of weight, there might be eating-related mental issue on top of it, yeah like my fave looks really ill at the moment, but I am by no means underweight, I just weigh less than you remember. Ad eating garbage doesn’t really make me look any better either.

Anyway, so. I am so happy I got to see Elton John in this lifetime. It felt like history right before my eyes. I wish I had also been beautiful and healthy, and I wish it didn’t ended in just being yelled at, but you know. It was a net positive.

[thebestoftragedy]

https://www.gq.com/story/james-cameron-profile-men-of-the-year-2022

if you care at all about insane men. please read this. fave quotes below the cut.

@redactedmatopoeia @entertheaardvark you are both deranged go-getter enjoyers. I want to invite james cameron to dinner with all of you.

Cameron recalled working with Ron Howard, the famously nice director, on the visual effects for Apollo 13: “And I just watched what a great guy he was. I'm like, ‘I'm a total asshole compared to Ron Howard. I have to get in touch with my inner Ron Howard.’ And he probably has bad days, too, I don't know, but I didn't see it. And he was so complimentary to people. I always figured that no negative comment was the equivalent of a compliment. That's not how people are wired at all. You have to actually say it out loud.”

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Because of Cameron’s clarity, and his ability to bring his crew into his process, Saldaña said, “When you are a part of a James Cameron project, you don’t feel like a tool. You don’t feel objectified.” But she acknowledged it took a particular mental toughness: “If you can take it, hang on, because it’s always going to be fun and beautiful and rewarding. But if you’re sensitive, and you can’t take it, then trust me, there is always somebody else who is going to accept it.” (She also said she’d gotten good advice from another actor who had worked with Cameron before, who’d noticed that Cameron often got so focused on what he was doing that he forgot to eat: “If he starts getting edgy, make sure you give him some chocolate and you give him some nuts.”)

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A decade ago, Cameron and his wife decided to become vegans: “I’m 10 years, one hundred percent, not a molecule that I know of of animal entering my face. And I’m healthier than I’ve ever been, and most of these punks can’t keep up with me.” In an oblique way, this is part of the explanation for why Cameron has at times drifted away from filmmaking. “Nobody does empathy better than Hollywood,” Cameron told me. “But there’s a certain point where my mind wants to solve problems that are real-world problems.”

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But Cameron still remembers an executive at the company—“who will go unnamed, because this is a really negative review”—who approached Cameron with a “stricken cancer-diagnosis expression” after a prerelease screening of the film and begged the director to shorten it. “I said something I’ve never said to anybody else in the business,” Cameron recalled. He said he told him, “ ‘I think this movie is going to make all the fucking money. And when it does, it’s going to be too late for you to love the film. The time for you to love the movie is today. So I’m not asking you to say something that you don’t feel, but just know that I will always know that no matter how complimentary you are about the movie in the future when it makes all the money’—and that’s exactly what I said, in caps, ALL THE MONEY, not some of the money, all the fucking money. I said, ‘You can’t come back to me and compliment the film or chum along and say, ‘Look what we did together.’ You won’t be able to do that.’ At that point, that particular studio executive flipped out and went bug shit on me. And I told him to get the fuck out of my office. And that’s where it was left.”

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I was driving back to my hotel, not too long after, when the phone rang. It was Cameron, wanting to talk again about the shuttle flight he turned down and which eventually became—Goldin’s recollection differs here again, but no matter—a very notorious flight indeed. “I forgot the punch line to the story!” Cameron said. “The punch line is, the shuttle mission I refused? It was the Columbia.” His voice rose: “I fucking saved my own life by choosing the higher path!”