#bro sniffed a book

[clanofjones]

YAY my first sketchdump and it's some Casey Jr brain rot! /aff

so Tumblr did a thing again so CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY

I love this guy

Oh yeah and Rise is trending again! Let's GO

And if anyone's looking for a WIP Casey Jr-centric fic (eventually a series) on Ao3, then here

Finally got the hang of drawing Casey! It's the best feeling ever istg-

[1eos]

both the lesbian books i checked out are fucking duds. thought this one was a vampire lesbian romance where both women were woc from china but it's really some italian bitch indulging her dead brothers obsession with china walking around being a fucking tourist. 'ive only been here a month but ik shanghai so intimately' 'the cashiers at this store all look alike even when they're not the same person' SHUT YOUR STUPID WHITE ASS UP

[weirdsht]

Hihihi hello!!! Hope ur doing well 🫶🏻

Cale n the co with someone who likes to give quick, gentle kisses? It can be platonic as well (sorry i kiss everything i like)—the kids, rosalyn, cage, hannah, their pillows, n many more. Like imagine kissing the kids' foreheads more than just few seconds and so sweetly bc they love their adorable little faces with big doe eyes so much-- I'm gonna cry so bad bro. I live for happiness w my unreal beloveds 🫂

Hershey’s - LoTCF & Gn! Reader

notes: I think 4+1 fics are becoming my go-to...

tags: gender neutral reader, sickfic at the end, fluff, kisses, platonic

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

Constructive criticisms and any kind of interaction are more than welcome

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When you first worked with Cale everyone was immediately introduced to your… peculiar habit.

Kiss!

[Name] kissed Cale’s hand as a greeting.

“It’ll be my pleasure to work with you young master.”

“Is this how you greet everyone?”

Cale asked but he didn’t look uncomfortable. Unlike when Clopeh compliments him. Because unlike that lunatic, the young master could feel the respect in that peck.

“When it seems appropriate. I’ll refrain from doing it if you are uncomfortable.”

Yup, [Name] is a hundred times better than Clopeh. They can’t even be compared.

“No, it’s fine. I was just curious.”

“As long as the young master doesn’t mind then.”

+~+~+~+~+~+

It was a rare day when everyone was taking a day off. No one was training or anything. They have all collectively decided to laze around.

“[Name] tells us a bedtime story!”

Raon demands as he and the kittens lie down on Cale’s bed. The owner was rolling around the marble floors somewhere else.

“But it’s still midday? Why would you want a bedtime story now?”

[Name] tilts their head in confusion at the kid’s demand.

“Cale told us that anytime is a good time to sleep nya!”

Hong reasoned as he tapped his paw on the bed for emphasis.

“Fair enough. I’ll get a fairy tale book then.”

Two stories in and the children already looked drowsy. All of them are ready to take a nap. [Name] closed the book they were reading and leaned down to kiss each of the children’s foreheads.

“Sleep well, kids.”

After that, they demand [name] to tell them a bedtime story every night.

…it certainly wasn’t because the kiss felt nice.

…not at all.

+~+~+~+~+~+

“Thanks for training with me Choi Han!”

[Name] thanked the swordmaster. Only the two of them are in the plaza. Everyone else had already finished for the day but [name] asked Choi Han for extra training.

“No problem.”

Choi Han replies as he hands his friend a bottle of water to drink.

Together they sat in silence. Only the sound of the water being drank and the towel wiping their sweat could be heard.

“Come one, let’s go. We have to shower before Beacrox kicks our asses.”

[Name] chuckled as they offered their hand for Choi Han to grab. The black-haired man also laughs as he imagines the chef’s angry face.

Once they reached the door to [name]’s room they got on their tiptoe.

Kiss!

Then kissed Choi Han’s cheeks.

“Thanks again, Choi Han! I’ll treat you to something nice next time!”

With that, they enter their room leaving the poor man outside with a very red face.

“First time?”

Rosalyn laughs as she passes by the swordmaster.

Choi Han knows that it’s just the way [name] shows affection.

But still, he can’t help but feel embarrassed.

+~+~+~+~+~+

Sniff. Sniff.

On sniffed as she held back her tears. 

Why the tears one might ask?

She accidentally scraped her knee while running around in the Forest of Darkness. The sting from the wound hurts so bad that it makes her tear up.

“Oh no baby come here. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

[Name] picks the silver kitten up so they can clean the wound. Once they entered the room On was placed on the bed so they could get the first aid kit.

In no time, the kitten’s knee is all bandaged up.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?”

“No. Thank you [name].”

[Name] smiled brightly as they received On’s gratitude. They then leaned down and kissed the silver kitten’s bandaged knee.

“To make it heal faster.”

“Then… every time one of us gets hurt we can go to you to kiss it all better?”

On paws [name]’s face. They are now on their way back to meet up with everyone.

“Of course! But that right is exclusive for children. The grown-ups can handle themself.”

[Name] winks at On and both of them giggle as they walk.

Deep inside, On thinks she shouldn’t tell the rest of the kids about this privilege.

She feels like they would deliberately hurt themselves just to get a kiss.

+~+~+~+~+~+

[Name] was sick with a fever. They have been delirious and fading in and out of consciousness for 2 days now.

There’s not much they remember but they did retain the memory of a bunch of people kissing them.

Kiss!

“Get well soon.”

Rosalyn kissed the crown of their head as she wished them well.

Kiss!

“It’s hard seeing my sparring partner sick like this. Get better soon so we can spar.”

Choi Han kissed their hand with a promise of spar.

Kiss!

“I know you said it’s exclusive for children but maybe it’ll work on you too.”

On pats their head as she kissed their forehead.

Kiss!

“Get well soon [Name]! Because you're sick I’ll read you a bedtime story instead!”

Raon kissed their cheek before he started reading a children’s storybook.

…[name] genuinely doesn’t know anymore if their red face is from their fever or their kisses.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

okay leona fess up

I noticed????? ??????? ?? ? ?? Bro's consistently sniffing out magic 😳

***Spoilers for Stage in Playful Land below the cut!!***

In book 1, he sniffed Yuu in the Botanical Garden and noted that they don't have any magic at all; then in 5-70, Leona notes that he detects faint traces of magic (post-OB battle and post-stadium fix); neither Ruggie nor Jack noticed it, ONLY Leona.

Now in Stage in Playful Land, Leona reveals that he doesn't smell magic on Gidel. So????? He has the ability to sense if someone has magic or not based on smell alone?? (The same seems to go for the environment; he can smell when magic has been cast.) Does that mean he can also gauge a mage's power level based on how strong the scent is?????? (He doesn't comment on Ferro's smell, though it has been indicated by other characters that Ferro has very little magic himself.) Leona seems to be the only one capable of doing this; I don't recall an instance of another beastman (that naturally have heightened senses of smell) doing something similar. Did Leona specifically train to gain this ability (maybe some kind of special royal privilege of the Kingscholar household)??? Did he train himself???? Or is it just a gift he was born with????

[vilevenom]

One more quick little thing before I head to bed for the night! This one is for @em-doods, because we got to chatting about some sweet, sweet JD and Clay sadness ❤️ If you haven't gone to check out her adorable trolls art, I highly recommend it! I especially recommend checking out this post here, as well as this one, since those are the versions of BroZone's parents referenced in this ficlet~

It's relatively short, but I hope you enjoy it, anyway!

One of the last things John Dory had expected when he'd settled himself on the beach outside Bruce's resort was Clay plopping himself down next to him. Truthfully, they'd been getting along much better in the few months that had passed since Floyd had been rescued, but there was still plenty of tension between the middle and eldest brother. They'd talked through a small handful of issues, such as Clay's bitterness about John taking all the fun out of him being the 'Fun Boy', and John's incessant need for their past performances to be 'perfect'. However, the two still did not tend to purposefully seek out each others company.

"Uh…hello?" John chuckled rather awkwardly, offering Clay a lopsided smile, "What's up?"

Clay simply stared out at the ocean for a moment, before turning his gaze to John Dory. "Tell me about Mom and Dad."

John blinked, a bit taken aback by the sudden demand without preamble. "Sorry, what?"

Clay rolled his eyes, but didn't seem particularly annoyed by John's confusion. "Tell me about Mom and Dad. I don't really remember a whole lot, and I know you've got a memory like a steel trap."

"Oh. I suppose you were only about nine when they were taken, weren't you?" John mostly muttered to himself, rubbing at his chin. "Okay, sure. Uh, is there anything in particular you wanna know?"

With a short shrug Clay leaned back on his hands, turning to stare back out at the ocean. "I dunno…Got any fun stories from when we were kids?"

John thought about that for a moment, before snapping his fingers, a grin spreading across his face. "Yeah! When we were little, Mom used to make up all sorts of fun little dances while she was doing chores and things around the pod. She liked singing well enough, but she loved dancing. One of my personal favorites of hers was her laundry dance. When you were old enough to walk on your own, you started trying to mimic her dance moves. You usually wound up falling over and tugging whatever laundry Mom had just hung up down, and getting all tangled up." John let out a fond laugh, shifting to sit forward a bit. "She'd laugh and help you get untangled, all while you cried about messing up the dance."

"Is that why you got me doing the choreo for BroZone?" Clay sniffed, a small frown on his face.

John sighed, his joy at recalling his mother quickly dampened by Clay's apparent need to constantly remind John Dory of what a horrible brother he'd been. "Maybe a bit, yeah," he admitted quietly, letting out a little puff of air. "You loved dancing. With Mom, especially. I guess, maybe…maybe it was a bit to keep her spirit alive with us. With the band." He sighed, rubbing at his face, "That sounds selfish."

Clay snorted, shooting John a wry smile. "It totally does, man."

"Shut up," John laughed, shoving his brother gently in the shoulder. Clay swayed slightly, but made no move to retaliate. John chewed on the inside of his cheek for a moment, before blurting, "You look like her."

Clay startled slightly, turning wide eyes on John. "Excuse me, what?"

"Sorry, I-ugh," John raked his fingers though his hair in mild irritation at himself. "You look like Mom. You take after her. A lot. The rest of us sort of take mostly after Dad, but you look so much like Mom. And it's way more apparent, now that you're older."

"Do I?" Clay sat up and glanced at his hands, flexing his fingers.

"Yeah, bro. Mom was super into books, and she had all these amazing ideas," John sighed wistfully, watching the waves roll into the sandy shore, "She was super smart, and really kind. And she was just ridiculous. Any time one of us would go to her with some stupid little kid idea, she'd do her best to help us achieve whatever it was, even if it was practically impossible." He laughed, before he began to rummage around int the pockets of his vest, finally pulling out a well worn photo. "Here! I almost forgot I had this on me."

Clay accepted the photo reverently, eyes wide as he took in the still frame from so long ago in their past. A very young John Dory was stood next to a tall, lean looking troll with voluminous teal hair. Clay barely recognized himself in the photo, a trolling no older than perhaps five, propped on her hip, shyly waving at the camera. "Is that…?"

"That's you and Mom, yeah. I think this picture is right around your fourth or fifth hatchday. You were starting to get a bit too big to be carried around, but you kept getting jealous of Floyd, so Mom would make a point of carrying you around as much as she could."

"Oh," Clay murmured, startling a bit as a wet drop hit the corner of the picture. He tipped his head back to find the sky devoid of clouds, only to quickly touch his face and realize he'd begun to cry.

"Even despite being in that cage, she always did her best to make sure everyone always had a smile on their face," John continued quietly, not noticing his brothers plight. "After Mom and Dad got taken, you started trying to do that. Fill that void that Mom left behind, trying to make everyone laugh or smile…" Finally, he looked up to find Clay with silent tears pouring down his ruddy cheeks. He looked alarmed for a moment, reaching out hesitantly, not quite sure if his touch was welcome, only to jerk in surprise as Clay fell into his side with a sniffle. With mild trepidation he gently settled his arm around Clay's shoulders, giving him a little squeeze.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound the soft crashing of the waves on the beach, and Clay's quiet, hiccupping sobs.

"I forgot what she looked like," Clay admitted after a time, not moving from his brother's hold.

"Sometimes I forget, too," John sighed, rubbing Clay's shoulder, "It's why I'm so glad I managed to get hold of our old photo albums when I went back to the tree. You can keep that one, if you want."

"Can I?"

"Of course. I've got plenty more, back in Rhonda."

"Thanks, JD."

"Anytime."

[gh0stsp1d3r]

ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇

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Part 5- P4L

Warnings: small drug use, mentions of guns, this one’s an emotional roller coaster. Some soft!rafe

Summary: John B is back on the island, rafe teams up with Barry to go find the pogues, but what happens when the pogues find out you’re with them? What happened to P4L? What happened to you?

“Stay here.”

“Rafe, I’m not going to-“

“Stay here.” He repeated, firmly this time. You groaned, throwing your hands up in defeat and watching as he entered the trailer.

“Shit, you early.” Barry spoke, glancing up at the boy. He looked out when Rafe opened the door, seeing your figure waiting for him.

“You got my shit?”

“Yes, I’ve got your shit. Why’s she outside?” Barry said, putting the book he had on his lap aside. “You got my money?”

“None of your business. Yes I got your money.” Rafe went to sit next to him, lining the powder up.

“Also, I need a piece.”

Barry laughed at that. “Ohhh, shit! Country club killer now, huh? He need a piece, right?”

“Don’t!” He slammed the table. Looking up at Barry now, “Don’t mess with me. Not right now, alright?”

“What do you need a piece for?” Barry asked, leaning back onto the couch now.

“John B is back.”

“John B is dead, bro.”

“I saw him for myself in the Bahamas, all right? Then Kelce just told me he saw him scoring beer in town. So yeah, he’s back.”

Barry kicked the table, shattering some glass and breaking the legs.

“You realize it’s him… it’s him or me in this situation, right?”

“I understand, Rafe. You don’t need to tell me this shit, bro.” He stood up. “What you understand is you’re gonna need a hell of a lot more than just a piece, okay?”

You listened to them from outside, your ear pressed against the thin walls.

“What do you suggest then?”

“What you need is to go at this shit like a freaking soldier, bro.” He opened up a bag, pulling out a pistol. “Done with these kids.”

Rafe stood up now.” Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.” He sniffed, walking towards Barry.

“That’s what we need right here.”

He handed him the gun, Rafe caught it in Barry’s hands, the both of them touching it.

“We do this, you know I’ll take care of you. All right?”

What did you just get into? You thought to yourself, backing away from the door when you heard them stepping over to it. You just stood there, acting like you didn’t hear.

“C’mon. We got shit to do.” Rafe mumbled, motioning for you to come in.

—————

The pogues were outside the chateau, chugging and shotgunning cheap beer. Just having fun, living their lives.

And the three of you were on the road.

“I need to know who’s over here at John B’s spot.”

“I don’t know if he’s there. I just know he’s on the island.”

“That is a complete lack of discipline, homie-“

“Then what’s your suggestion? We’re about two minutes from the place-“

“What about you? What do you think? You know them best.” Barry asked, his eyes going to the mirror and looking at you in the back. You were caught off guard.

“No, I don’t want her involved in this shit.” Rafe quickly argued.

“You already got her involved, man. That’s on you,” Barry spoke, looking back at you for a moment, and throwing the backpack at you.

It was silent for a moment before you spoke up.

“Uhm… there’s probably gonna be Jj, Pope, Kiara, John B… and…” you hesitated.

“Sarah.” Rafe said, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I think we should just-“

“Why don’t you just follow my lead, just shut up for once? All right?”

“Recon, okay.”

They slowly drove up to the Chateau.

“This isn’t gonna like… kill them or anything?” You asked, eyeing the gun in your hands.

“tranquilo.”

“Tranquilo?” Rafe spoke quietly, leaning closer.

“Tranquilo, baby. Let’s be smart. Use our heads.”

“All right, let’s go.”

You hesitantly stepped out the car, following the two closely.

Your heart was beating out of your chest as you stepped up, hiding behind a bush. You just prayed your brother wasn’t here.

“Alright, I don’t see shit.”

“I’m gonna go inside. Flush them out if they’re in there. I want you to flank left, you go with him, meet me out there by the porch.”

Rafe looked back at you, Barry left to go inside. Rafe stayed back a moment.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.” You lied. He could tell different though, your hands trembling.

He put his hand on top of yours, mumbling a “calm down.” Before getting up.

You stood up, looking around.

“Where the hell are you?” Rafe mumbled to himself.

“Is that y/n?” John B mouthed to Jj. His eyes landed on you, slowly walking. His eyes widened, and he nodded.

What were you doing with them?

You suddenly felt the eyes burning onto the back of your head. You looked up into the trees, still standing behind Rafe. They all looked at you, confused, and in shock.

Your eyes directly met your brothers, they were pleading.

They all hid back behind the branches, thinking you would say something when you turned back to Rafe.

But you didn’t. You kept your mouth shut, just glancing at those eyes once in a while.

—————

“Yo!” Rafe said when Barry left. “Anything?”

“No, ain’t shit in there, bro.”

“No? Nothing?”

“No, nothing, Rafe.”

“They were obviously just here based off the smoke.” He pointed to the wood.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, great observation, boy scout.”

“They probably left. It’s not the smartest to be at a fugitives house that’s actively under surveillance for a long time, If you are said fugitive.” You spoke up.

“Then they’re not far, you know?”

“Smokey the bear! Look at you, bro!”

“They gotta be around here somewhere.” Rafe said, he saw the tree.

“P4L.” Barry laughed.

Rafe pointed at it. “Well, shit.”

“So your sisters a pogue for life, huh, Rafe? Now who would’ve thought?”

You were at one point.

Rafe stared at it, nodding his head to himself before shouting.

“Alright, chill-“ Barry spoke.

Rafe started to shoot the gun. You moved his arm, almost shooting the tree, where Jj was hiding.

“Hey! Whoa! Hey, chill, bro, Rafe.” Barry said, also trying to stop the shots.

You grabbed onto his bicep, he stared into your eyes.

“Let’s bounce. Let’s bounce. Let’s go!” Barry said when the two of you stood there for a moment, you trying to calm him down.

You both walked towards the car, you taking one last glance towards the tree and the kids on it.

Jjs mouth was open as he stared at you leave. They stayed there until they heard the car.

“Is your sister a fucking kook?” John B said.

“I don’t know! She wasn’t before but- if she was, she would have ratted us out. She didn’t.”

“Is she with Rafe?” Sarah asked.

“I… I don’t know. She told me about a boyfriend once, but I never thought it would be…”

————

“Guys, don’t tie up. Stop it!” Jj spoke, walking down to the boat.

“We’re dipping.”

“Wait, why?”

“What? What are you talking about?” Kiara spoke, Pope pausing his movements.

John B helped Sarah down, and they heard more steps coming down. They looked to see you, walking down to the boat.

“Shit, let’s go. Like right now.” Jj ushered them in, looking at you.

You held your hands up in defense.

“Wait!” You told them, groaning when they didn’t listen and continued piling into the boat quickly.

You ran down now.

“Stay there.” Jj said, holding an arm out when you stood on the dock.

“Okay. Okay.” You mumbled, they all stared at you.

“Who did you come with?” John B asked you.

“I came alone.”

“How do we know you’re not lying.”

“I just wanted to apologize.”

“You’re fucking a kook, the king of them.” Jj spoke, his words laced with venom.

“I’m sorry-“

“What happened to pogues for life?” He spat.

“Jj, I don’t care about any of that bullshit anymore.”

He scoffed at your response, starting the engine.

You tried to shout over it multiple times but each time he just kept saying he couldn’t hear you.

“Jj, just fucking listen to me!” You shouted, tears cascading down your face now.

“Sorry, sis, I’ll talk later!” He shouted back, and driving off. You threw your arms up in defeat, sitting at the edge of the dock, watching them leave as you sobbed.

You had fucked up. You realized.

And who was the one to pick up the pieces?

Rafe slowly walked down to the dock, you didn’t notice him until he wrapped his arms around you, sitting down next to you.

“The fuck are you doing out here?” He mumbled quietly.

“Crying.” You said with a small laugh, sniffling and wiping away the tears, leaning your head onto his shoulder.

The boat was silent for a little, Jj staring out into the ocean, lost in thought as the others talked amongst themselves.

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[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (15)

The penultimate chapter!!

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caption: back to reality

Ollie pushed her luggage to the side, his eyes tired behind a pair of blue light glasses. His hair was smushed a little from the drive over to the airport, but he looked handsome as always. 

They were back in Italy, Ollie starting training again before the Canadian Grand Prix. Aubrey had to go back to New York, catch up on classes and deal with auditions and bookings. 

“Don’t fall in love with some Manhattan fashion guy,” Ollie pouted, tugging her into him, cradling her head and waist. 

“Don’t be dramatic, babe. I’ll see you in like, a week and a half.” She sniffed into his hoodie, but she felt her heart carving itself out of her chest and wedging into his already. Nearly two weeks with Ollie, all tanned, shirtless and happy…now back to the sweltering, bustling city without him. She wanted to cry a little. This sweet boy made her life so much more, so abundant. It felt like time, almost. She knew that he loved her, and she most definitely loved him. But he knew her and he wanted to take it slow so she wouldn’t be spooked. She adored him for it. 

He must’ve felt her tense because he pressed quiet kisses into the crown of her head, smoothing her hair away from her face. 

“I can’t wait to win in your home country. Promise you’ll text me when you land?” He pressed one more kiss into her temple tenderly. 

“Okay, I will.” 

With one more squeeze, she rubbed her eyes and entered into the terminal, waving once more at Ollie. 

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aubreyyang SO AMERICAN MUSIC VIDEO! It was an honour to direct my first music video for my girl @oliviarodrigo ❤️

Even though I hate being mistaken as american, this song was too good to pass up 💋

GO WATCH NOW 🇺🇸🦅🗽

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user1 OH SO SHES SERVING SERVING HUH

livieelove OMG THE ULTIMATE COLLAB

aubreyyangcontent liv and Aubrey (successful gorgeous asian queens) 🤝 their golden retriever tall white bfs

-- olliebearmansgf CRYING BECAUSE THIS IS THEIR SHARED EXPERIENCEE

logansargeant we welcome you to America anytime 🤠

-- aubreyollie4eva YO STAY IN UR OWN LANE BRUV

olliebearman real ones know the Vancouver lore :)

-- aubreyyang downtown day when?

-- user2 MOM AND DAD PLSSS

MESSAGES

ollie

just watched the music video

it was so good

aubrey

well what can I say I relate to it hehe

ollie

really?

aubrey

well duh

I mean ig im from canada but ur from england

ollie

oh wow

aubrey

idk I kinda like having a muse for directing

it feels more personal

sorry did I make it weird?

ollie

no of course not love

come to the next gp with me

aubrey

ollie what

ollie

no im serious im having my Aubrey withdrawals

I really want you here

aubrey

okay

okay ill come to you

aubberieyaang posted

aubberieyaang highkey in love with my best friend 🤪

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alexandrasaintmleux I KNEW IT THATS WHY HES ALL RED AND GIGGLY

-- aubberieyaang wait really hehe

leosdad please just tell him this hurts my soul

-- aubberieyaang SOON I PROMISE

celine_diorr fine hes better than any of ur exes and he has my blessing

-- aubberieyaang TY BAE

chuck_bushes Ay he better watch his hands

-- aubberieyaang love u my honorary big bro

f1wagupdates posted

slide one: ollie and aubrey walking through the paddock; he is wearing a Ferrari polo and a backwards hat with jeans and sneakers, she is wearing a vintage Ferrari tank top with her dark hair loose around her shoulders. Her mini skirt is a light denim, and she has a pair of low doc Martens and scrunch white socks. A pair of sunglasses (as seen in her previous posts) pushes her hair back from her face. The picture is slightly blurry, but she is walking in front as he follows suit behind her, one hand on the small of her back. A black Prada handbag is in his hand, presumably Aubrey's.

slide two: a video of David Bearman and Aubrey Yang in the Ferrari garage as they stand side by side, both wearing red earmuffs as they stare enraptured at the screen. Someone moving boxes passes by, and David moves Aubrey behind him in a very fatherly way. She says something that makes him laugh, and he pats her shoulder as they focus back on the screen. The tags on the live TV shows David Bearman, Oliver Bearman's dad, and Aubrey Yang, Oliver Bearman's Partner.

f1wagupdate Aubrey Yang is once again seen in the paddock, this time in Montreal. She is seen with Ollie Bearman's father and Ollie before and during the race.

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aubreyyangfanpage THE PRINCE AND PRINCESS OF FERRARI RAHHH the first pic is so cute

-- user1 THEYRE BOTH WEARING MERCH AND LOOKING GORGEOUS HOLY MOLY

user2 aww her and his dad are so sweet (when is it my turn PLEASE)

-- f1funnies00 shes so daughter in law coded I SWEAR THEYRE TOGETHER EVEN THE TAG HARD LAUNCHED THEM BROO

premababies hes holding her bag (gonna sleep on the highway tonight hehe)

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[sturniololuv08]

On The Ninth Day Of Nickmas...

Day 9 of Juno's 12 Days Of Nickmas

He kissed me. Nick thought about it over and over. He felt stupid. He hardly reacted, and now Jared probably thinks he isn't interested in him like that. Was he into Jared like that? He knew everything would change for them, but would that be so bad?

"How was your night?" Chris popped up out of nowhere, causing Nick to jump.

"It was fine," Nick mumbled.

"What time did Jared leave?" Chris pried.

"A little bit after you guys dipped." Nick felt his cheeks flush.

"Any plans with him today?" Chris wasn't subtle about anything.

"Why all the questions? Damn." Nick stood up and walked off to his room. He flopped on his bed and sighed. He was an idiot for being all up in his feelings like this, but he couldn't stop thinking about everything. He was thinking all the way back, even to the first time they met. He pulled out his phone and clicked around until he was in his car video folder. He watched their secret video more than he'd ever admit. He smiled at the thought of the fans clipping and making edits of him and his best friend. He never put any more thought into how their fans would react to him and Jared. The video played on a loop a few times as he got lost in the moment. The video ended without their lips touching, but now he could replay the kiss they shared last night to finish it.

"Hey, Nick." Nick shot up from lying down.

"Jared?" He wasn't expecting to see him so soon after their shared moment. His phone smacked his chest.

"I thought we could do something today. Christmas shop for your bros? Watch a movie?" Jared's demeanor changed once he saw Nick being uncomfortable around him. He didn't forget what happened last night. He just wanted to pretend he did. He wasn't going to bring it up unless Nick did.

"Sure." Nick picked his phone up and closed out the car video.

"What do you want to do?"

"We could go shopping." Nick doesn't usually opt to go out, but he feels more nervous about staying in and spending time alone with Jared. He wanted to use going out as a chance to see how Jared felt about last night without all the pressure from being alone. He wasn't going to bring it up unless Jared did.

"Great, Matt said I could use the car." Jared held up the keys.

"Oh, he did." Nick felt like Matt was silently plotting since they shared that quick talk at the ski lodge.

"Come on." Jared nodded at the door. Nick got up and searched for his wallet and some shoes. After they were in the car, the air was stiff. Nick was sitting in the passenger seat, completely unsure of what to do with his hands. Jared had both hands on the wheel, gripping it tight enough to turn his knuckles white. The radio was playing some shitty Christmas song. Nick turned it up to try and lessen the feeling of suffocating. Jared eventually parked at the mall.

"The mall?" Nick gulped.

"Yeah?" Jared cocked a brow at him.

"It's going to be pretty busy. You know, with Christmas in two days." Nick looked at the parking lot, which had a lot of different cars.

"I just figured it had the most stores in one spot." Jared shrugged as he unbuckled. Nick nodded, seeing his reasoning. They walked in, and Nick held the door for Jared. The door led them into the main bookstore at the front. To get inside the rest of the mall, you had to walk through the large archway at the back of the store. They sniffed the dusty paper smell emulating off each freshly printed book as they walked through the rows. "We could get Matt a journal, maybe?" Jared stopped and looked at a few leather-bound pads of paper.

"Yeah." Nick backtracked his steps to be next to Jared. They picked one out together, and Jared purchased it. They continued further into the mall. Nick bought coffee to sip while they weaved around people. It was mainly so he was forced to bite his tongue and not say anything to Jared. It was an oral fixation for him to bite the straw while he watched Jared examine each item he debated on buying. They managed to have regular conversations for them, and Nick was starting to feel better about yesterday not being brought up. They bought a few new things for Matt and Chris and were on their way to Jared's favourite store.

"Nick?" His head swiveled. "Oh my god, you're Nick Sturniolo." A group of girls caught him in the crowd. As if he wasn't irritated enough from his thoughts about Jared and the crowded mall, he now had to pretend not to be.

"Hi." He waved sweetly.

"We won't bother you long, but could we get a picture?" They giggled.

"Sure. Jared, would you?" The girls smiled and looked at one another when Nick handed their phone to Jared. This wasn't the first time a fan had spotted Nick while out, but this was Jared's first involvement. He fumbled their phone, shocked Nick brought his presence into the interaction.

"Thank you so much." The girls gushed as they started posing silly with their idol.

"Yeah. That's good." Jared encouraged.

"Okay. Have a nice day. Merry Christmas." Nick shut down the interaction. As Jared and Nick walked off together, Jared peeked behind him and saw the girls still taking photos without Nick paying attention.

"Are you okay?" Jared was starting to feel Nick's tension rubbing off on him.

"Yeah, we've been here a while, and I hate people." Nick looked around at the crowd surrounding them.

"Ready to go home?" Nick just nodded. Jared grabbed his hand and led him through the sea of bodies. Nick followed, contently tugged along. They made it to the car, and Jared tucked the presents in the back seat while Nick got in. The drive home was the same suffocating silence. Just when Nick thought he was over yesterday, he wasn't. The car was parked, and they were just sitting in the awkward silence.

"You want to watch a movie?" Nick sighed. He felt terrible that his attitude ruined most of the mall for Jared.

"Yeah, that sounds nice." Jared grabbed all the bags and successfully snuck them into Nick's upstairs room. Nick started loading Netflix on his desktop monitor. "What are we watching?"

"Please don't make fun of me." Nick was already embarrassed by his choice.

"Okay...?" Jared sat on the bed and took his shoes off.

"I've been obsessed with Netflix's Princess Switch trilogy." Nick waited to be judged.

"The one with Vanessa Hudgens, right?" Jared knew very well that was the one.

"Yes." Nick swiveled around fast.

"It's amazing." Jared laughed at the fact Nick thought he would be judged.

"It's soo good." Nick gushed. He joined Jared on the bed and got comfy. The movie started playing creating soft background noise. Jared laid back and was close to Nick. The first movie finished and Jared got up and stretched.

"I should probably go."

"You could stay the night if you want." Nick avoided Jared's gaze.

"I don't have anything comfy." Jared looked down at his jeans and tight shirt.

"Funny you should mention that." Nick got off the bed and opened the closet. He grabbed a wrapped-up ball.

"Nick..." Jared rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Just open it," he pressed. He had this present for a while, so it wasn't as extravagant as it probably should have been after they had shared a kiss, but it was the thought that counted, right? Jared unraveled the crappy, wrapped-up ball. Something dropped on the bed. He held it up.

"Pajamas?" Jared looked at Nick.

"Matching ones." He answered back and grabbed his pair out of the closet.

"Thank you." Jared started stripping. Nick gawked briefly, then turned around, not because he hadn't seen Jared change before but because it never made him flustered before. He felt a tingling sensation behind his boxers and started to panic. Jared couldn't see him getting turned on.

"I'm gonna get us something to drink." Nick darted out of the room and down the stairs. This didn't even happen when they kissed yesterday. "Why now?" Nick whispered as he opened the fridge.

"Why what?" Chris appeared behind him.

"Chris!" He yelled.

"What?" Chris stepped back, expecting to get hit for scaring his brother.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting a Pepsi." He grabbed it out of the open fridge and popped the tab on the can.

"Whew." Nick sighed loudly. Chris's scaring him was precisely what he needed to cool down. He went back upstairs empty-handed and saw Jared in his new outfit.

"Where are the drinks?" Jared asked.

"I totally forgot." Nick wasn't lying. "Chris scared me, and I forgot."

"I'll get them." Jared left the room. Nick changed fast to make sure Jared didn't walk in and accidentally heat him up again. Once he was back with drinks, Nick started playing the second Princess Switch. They were on the bed again in the same positions, but this time a few inches closer. The movie was rolling through, but Nick couldn't stop looking at Jared. He'd sneak glances over and over, trying to figure out what was going on in his best friend's mind.

"Do you wanna talk?" Nick whispered. His voice was weak.

"About what?" Jared again decided to play stupid. He didn't want to offer up any information without being wholly prompted to do so.

"Anything?" Nick chickened out. Jared rolled to his side, and his leg lapped over Nick. Nick felt his body heating up again. He turned to face his best friend. He saw Jared with a slight blush creeping on either side of his nose.

"We don't have to talk about it," Jared assured Nick. He knew his best friend well. Well enough to know that's what he wanted to talk about but also well enough to know he was stubborn enough to avoid it for forever.

"Okay." Nick sighed and closed his eyes. Then he felt the bed shifting, and he opened them.

"We don't have to talk about it, but I want to do it again," Jared whispered right on Nick's lips. Jared didn't wait for any confirmation. He pressed his lips to Nick's. He leaned further into Nick and grabbed below his ear. He pulled Nick by the neck and forced him to roll over on top of him. Jared wasn't sure what any of this meant from yesterday, but he planned on exploring it all the way through. Nick decided he didn't want to ruin the moment by freezing up again and he submitted. After rolling over on top of Jared, he ran his fingers through his hair. Jared moaned, enjoying the sensation. Nick felt himself get hard from the noises Jared was making beneath him. Jared grabbed Nick's waist and squeezed. Nick liked the feeling of being physically intimate but he still was unsure if crossing this line with his best friend was worth losing him if it didn't work out. Nick broke the kiss off.

"You're -"

"I'm still your best friend." Jared beat him to the punch. Nick's mouth gaped open a little. Jared was tired of talking, even though they only exchanged a few words, and grabbed Nick's neck again for control of the younger boy. Jared didn't want to get rough but wanted to be in charge. He continued to kiss all over Nick's face and ended sweetly on the tip of his nose. "Let's go to sleep," Jared whispered. Nick nodded.

"Yeah." He was completely hard again and knew Jared could feel it, but he didn't want to push into something they both might not be quite ready for yet. Nick fell off Jared's stomach and slid under the covers. Once under the covers, Jared grabbed Nick and pulled him into him. Their legs intertwined and Nick was breathing in Jared's chest. "Still don't have to talk about it?" Nick asked in a joking manner.

"Shh. Go to sleep." Jared hushed him. He kissed Nick's forehead softly and settled back down on the pillows. Nick wanted to talk about it now.

Taglist: @trevorsgodmother @strnilolover @chrissbug333 @kirby0strombolli @abbilmao @ksturnz @marrykisskilled @thenickgirl (Okay I know this one had to get you going... just a lil????)

[finelinevogue]

valentines day gift

summary - you purchase a gift for harry like never before

warnings: none really, this is the gift y/n got harry

word count: +1k

pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader

“Dude, we said no presents…” Harry groaned, tilting his head back when you crawled back onto the bed with a gift bag in hand.

“Says he, who bought me a basket of gifts. Which, let me remind you, contained a new polaroid camera.” You argued, kneeling to the side of him on top of the duvet covers.

Harry was sat up against the headboard with the duvet pulled up to his waist. Beneath, he was naked after having countless rounds of morning sex. You two had only just made it out of bed to give each other presents and it was already 11 AM. You had a reservation booked at 2 PM for an afternoon tea experience, so you had plenty of time to love each other this morning as a way to kill time.

“Okay, whatever. Now, here.” You handed him the gift bag, sitting back on your legs as you watched him in anticipation.

“Okay, whatever. Now, here.” You handed him the gift bag, sitting back on your legs as you watched him in anticipation.

He pulled out the card first and laughed at the inside jokes you’d written inside the card. The card itself was one off Moonpig, with a selection of your favourite photos of the two of you scattered across it.

“‘Course you had to mention last valentine’s day.” He chuckled.

“Bro, you were the one that forgot to book a table and pulled the ‘but I’m Harry Styles’ card…” You teased him. “Red flag.” You added.

“Thought you said me calling you ‘baby’ was my red flag?” He asked, closing his hard and reached to put it on his bedside table.

“That’s not a red flag. It’s an ick.”

“How? It’s affectionate. It’s more loving than dude or bro.” He turned back to you, resting a hand on one of your thighs.

“You love calling me bro.”

“Yeah, I do. You’re my bro, dude and pal, but you’re also my baby.” He tugged on your hand to bring your body down slightly. He leaned up and took the opportunity to kiss your lips, leaving a loud smack sound echo in the room.

“I hate you.”

“Happy valentines day to you too, baby.” He teased you, letting you go so he could delve more into the bag.

He rustled the paper around and then pulled out the doll. It was a tiny toy in the shape of a human figure, with your face as the head of the body. Then your figure was wearing an ‘I ❤️ my boyfriend’ t-shirt.

Harry burst out laughing when he saw it, holding it up so he could look at it properly. He laughed so hard the crinkles in the corner of his eyes came through and it made you smile seeing him so happy.

“Wha—” He just laughed again, trying to calm himself down by coughing into the crook of his elbow, “Explain, please.”

“They’re called mini-mes. I thought I’d get you one of me, so you can always sleep with me on tour even when I’m not there.” You explained, Harry’s smile turning into a soft pout when he understood why you’d bought him this.

He often complained that he missed you too much on tour, so you thought what better gift than to give him a mini version of you. One that he can sleep with every night and cuddle close to.

“Y’sprayed your perfume on it too?” He questioned, sniffing the toy. You nodded, watching him smirk with happiness.

“I tried to get you something you didn’t already have.”

“Well I have the real you, just not a mini version of you. This is fabulous, thank you so much. I love it. I love you.” You smiled as he spoke and crawled forwards some more when he held out his hand for you.

You kissed his lips a few times, before laying your body half across his. He made sure the mini-me was laying on his chest too and held his arms around the both of you, kissing both the tops of your heads. You chuckled at the small action and it had Harry laughing too.

“You’re my favourite person ever, dude.” Harry said, rubbing small circles on your back. “Don’t know how I ever got through the years without you.”

“Well now you’ve got the two of us to get you through.” You joked, feeling Harry’s chest rise and fall from his laughter, patting the mini-me’s back.

“I’ll take care of you both. Always.”

[akwolfgrl]

Recipe for recovery part 4

As Zoro carried Sanji onto the deck, to the chair waiting for him, he couldn't help but notice how light he felt in his arms. The sound of his scream still haunts him. Zoro didn't know what he would do without the blonde in his arms. Someone had already piled the chair in pillows. Everyone was working together to get Sanji to take it easy and rest. Robin and Nami were already sitting on either side of his chair, Zoro thought it was a bad idea that Sanji would be worried about serving them instead of resting.

“What's that smell?” Sanji asked, sniffing the air.

“Frankys got the grill going,” Zoro told him as he placed him on his throne of pillows. Zoro sure as shit didn't know how to grill. “Luffy and I killed a few animals,” Before Sanji fell, they had to go back to grab them and Namis tools.

“I'll need to do inventory later,” Zoro sat down by the foot of the chair, extra precaution from Sanji attempting to stand.

He and Sanji were both far too alike in that regard. This wasn't something he could train for. When he or a crew member had been hurt in the past it was something Zoro could train, work harder to prevent it from happening again. However there was no out training for a freak accident, an act of nature and bad timing.

“Already done Sanji,” Robin replied with a smile. “I got you something to read, it's a mystery novel. Hannah Swensen runs a bakery, specializing in cookies, called The Cookie Jar. When a delivery man is found, shot dead, in her loading bay, Hannah decides to take matters into her own hands and find the killer herself. It's quite a good series thus far, I'm on book ten carrot cake murder. There are recipes inside, between them and your notes on the crew we can manage until you feel well enough to order us about. I'll hold it for you, Choppers already told us everything,”

“Thank so much Robin, but you don't have to go that far for me. It's my job to take care of and serve you,” Sanji replied.

“Nonsense, now sit back and relax. I have your reading speed timed perfectly,” Zoro had no idea how she did it but it was Robin, if anyone had that figured out it would be her.

“All right! Luffy, are you ready for some Super!! good BBQ?” Franky asked a drooling Luffy.

“Yesh!” Luffy cried, throwing his hands in the air.

Zoro sat back and watched as Franky loaded Luffy's plate with chicken, burgers, ribs, kabobs and hot dogs. Luffy eagerly tucked in.

“Mm! Ish almosh ah goo ah,” Luffy swallowed his mouthful. “Sanjis!”

“Thanks bro, that's high praise! BBQ is my specialty!” Franky struck another pose, his arms above his head. “It's the only thing in can cook to be honest,”

Zoro got up when the second round was ready, Nami right behind him. Robin stayed behind to keep Sanji company. She could easily use her devil fruit to get her own food.

“You'll keep an eye on him tonight right?” Nami asked him when they were out of earshot.

“Yes, I should have been there when he fell,” Zoro knew it wasn't rational but he could still hear Sanji's scream over the sound of crumbling earth. The sight of his bloody mangled body would haunt his nightmares. It was one thing to get hurt during a fight, it was expected even.

“Are you finally going to confess?” Nami asked, loading up her plate and both his plates.

“When he's not on painkillers,” He had confessed to Nami after she caught him staring at the blonde's ass one too many times. She of course had plied him with drinks first, that women sure knew how to make one hell of a drink.

“Good, I'm sick of the pinning and if this accident has taught us anything is there's no time to waste…although Yah don't confess while he's high, I'm surprised he's not loopy,”

“Zoro, Sanji and Luffy's pain tolerance is high, that might be the reason why the medicine isn't kicking in as fast as I would like, Zoro and Luffy burn threw it too fast. Luckily Luffy mostly just needs meat to recover,” Chopper chimed in. “Sanji might be nauseous from the painkillers, so don't put to much on his plate,”

“All right Chopper, whatever he doesn't eat we will just feed to Luffy,” Nami agreed.

“Luffy will eat anything,”

“No alcohol either,” Chopper added.

Zoro whinesed, he was guilty of the last thing, he had drunk plenty of booze when he shouldn't have. They made their way back to chairs, Robin already had a plate on her lap.

“Here curls,” Zoro sat on Namis chair, she sat on the end without a fight. She normally lounged on it like some queen, but today everyone was focused on their cook. “Open up,” Zoro took a small fork full remembering how Sanji didn't just shovel food in his mouth, he took small bites savoring his food.

[gamerbearmira]

Coco...and Encanto...hmmmmm

Bro idek but y'all should've expected this 😛 I love both movies sm tbh, my faces next to Princess and the Frog and the Book of Life.

The Book of Life...hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Tel teg ti

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Héctor had finally finished the last touches of paint on Miguel. He twisted his nose a bit, and Danté sniffed at the tin that Héctor had thrown aside, licking his nose before hacking and gagging. Mirabel giggled at the sight.

"Done! Now you both look like skeletons; well, as close as you can be," he shrugged, rolling his eyes.

"And you're sure no one will notice us?" Mirabel asked, putting on the poncho Héctor handed her. Thankfully Miguel was already wearing a jacket, so it was ok.

"Eh, it should. You'd be surprised how many folks don't really look close," Héctor shrugged. Miguel and Mirabel exchanged a look before Héctor shrugged, digging around in his ribcage and handing Miguel a photo. "Anyway, here's my photo!"

Miguel stared at the photo for a moment, Mirabel peeking over his shoulder. "This is you?"

"¿Muy guapo, eh?" Hector said and Miguel rolled his eyes and shoved the photo in his coat pocket while Mirabel snorted.

"So, if he takes your photo and puts it on his offrenda, you'll be able to cross over?" Mirabel asked, and both she and Miguel followed after Héctor who nodded.

"¡Sí! Once we find his great great grandpa," Héctor said and Miguel spoke up.

"And we have to find Mirabel's abuelo Pedro too!" He perked up and Héctor nodded, pointing a finger.

"That too. But your abuelo is pretty popular in both the Colombia and México districts," Héctor said. "With his sacrafice and all that; he's like a whole hero here. So if we get to that party, we'll probably be able to find both of them! Ernesto was all about inviting other famous folks, even in death."

Mirabel smiled excitedly and Miguel beamed as well. Héctor looked at the two who excitedly spoke about getting home. He couldn't help but think of his own little one, Coco. Though, she probably wasn't so little now.

"Well, come on! We got a contest to win!" Héctor called back after walking ahead of them. Mirabel grabbed Miguel's hand, rushing after Héctor with Miguel stumbling behind him.

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Guys they're literally the best adventure group like the best ever I'm not been joking dawg 🙏🙏

Héctor has to watch two kids now 👩‍🦲 also funny thing, I think how Pedro and Mirabel both have butterflies in their eyes, I think I'll make it so Héctor and Miguel had guitars in their eyes <333

BECAUSE I CAAANNNNN

Can you tell I cant draw Héctor to safe my life and put so little effort its not even funny

What's ironic is I have the concept art book for Coco 🌚

[lucifersresources]

stupid shit said in discord servers part four meme. ft special guests from my dnd party!

edit/alter/change pronouns etc as you see fit!  

i never wanna think a cop is funny.

flirty rat man was my nickname in college.

the moon sounds like a fun place to be.

thinking a cop is funny is a gateway drug to being a republican.

today i learned she would punch a seagull.

booty call via shared thoughts.

it's fallen angel math.

i want em gorgeous, awful and bloody.

the fuck did i just read.

i just didn't know what knotting was. i miss those times. i miss five minutes ago.

you're not an edgelord, you're just pathetic.

there will be no butt sniffing in my god fearing house!

wanna see how gay my kindle looks?

i saw a book review titled "unlikely travel companions fight their inner demons" and i just think that's all of us

come to america and we can lay down together with no spoons

sitting in vc with the two of you is probably a bit like couples therapy

i'm not a planner i'm a go with the flow-er

penguins are all non binary, confirmed

the world is a gay penguin waiting to fly

this is a win for the lgbtqa+ community, penguins are gay

new pride mascot just dropped: penguins

it'll be me shoving you in the PIT OF HELL

i'd push my friendguin off an iceberg for money ngl

penguins can accidentally end up in gay relationships

penguins are friends not food

they made weed legal in my state so now all the cop dogs are confused

they always stand there dick to dick

the giraffe wanted a pillow

have you smelt the grass?

like, sure, i am picking fights, but in an affectionate way

well now i'm contractually obligated to fight you

it's like a suburban mom's wet dream

NO ONE EVER TRUSTS WHAT I SAY. THATS LIKE GIVING ME THE NUCLEAR CODES

sure, i'm better than donald trump, BUT LIKE THAT ISNT SAYING MUCH

doe, a deer, a female deer. Die, a long long way to hell -

i know you're a bot but get a grip

the jerking off motion at you is flirting

i hate it when my upper body grippers don't grip.

have you tried the lower grippers?

having to explain my joke makes me want to murder you

don't take my inches away from me, i need all the ones i can get.

nevermind, I'm not an eldritch horror anymore

are you a pretty worm?

i'll airfry a ghost i'm not afraid

kinky. not into that though

gay stuff in the creepy basement causes swollen lips?

*eddie culz voice:* say it out loud.

my brain just imagined Edward Cullen in like a rap outfit

eddie culz before the beat drops: hold on tight spider monkey

but am i a pretty melon?

what is ur secret, thumb

you guys are both bullies, you dont count

i am a hole

not to be a hole about it, but me too.

i am become cheese

mm i'm so edible.

STOP THE LESBIANISM SHES TOO OLD FOR YOU

DON'T LICK MY ASS

i was eating my ass

sometimes it takes a dick to teach

when u don't get a regular boner but a fang boner

he fakes his death a lot

the threat is… unthreatening at best.

i imagined a finger waggle. it’s important.

the ghosts are still in *name* and *name's* head. fucking sick bro.

we see an exorcist fucking freak crawling along the ceiling...

Dora The Explorer: Madre, Pick Me Up I’m Scared Edition

Skel and the eTons make their debut into the world.

YOU GOT NOTHING IN YOUR BRAIN! HOLLOW MAN NO BRAIN!!!!

critique me, writing daddy

it's me and my guiding bolt against the world

humans can’t exactly lick their own assholes

[loafbud]

misophonia post once more

aside from me posting again because i heard one of my trigger sounds twice and to supress the urge to hit myself when i isolated to my room, a few moments ago i went to look through some posts in the misophonia tag on here and it made me realize something about my own triggers:

misophonia triggers can develop in a variety of ways, but one of the ways my triggers developed was through repetition, having to hear it over and over and over (and over... and.. over). and the thing i fucking hate is that the sounds are common and the only way for me to actually "run" from it is by socially isolating, and i dont want to..... i WANT to be social. but it hurts that it feels like i just have to "suck it up" take the hits everyday in order to just go about my life

i don't think i actually ever said what my triggers were (maybe i did and i forgot), but they are: THROAT CLEARING (my BIGGEST trigger so far & biggest reason why i never socialized), chewing (ESPECIALLY gum-chewing,,, and the popping part, does that put me in fight-or-flight, how fun), sniffing (a new one,, it's on the low-end, but i associate it as "oh someone just sniffed theyre gonna clear their throat next"), loud crying and cry-laughter (the very high-pitched laughs that sound like crying,, my older sis laughs like this and i HATE that i hate it,, it just sounds like she's in pain when she's not, she's literally just laughing having a fun time, but my brain goes "OH NO, SOMEONE'S HURT, TIME TO PANIC!!!"), BIG thunderclaps/fireworks/basically giant booming sounds that happen unnanounced.

more venting below

but yeah.. thats basically it (so far?). most of my vocal triggers i realized had all stemmed from my time at public school. the gum chewing/popping i havent been around LATELY (for my bday last year a cousin came geared up with gum, just firing it off in rapid succession and when the cousin left, i was surprised that i didnt feel the urge to hit something,,,, but still, im very cagey around it). but the ABSOLUTE DESTROYER right now is throat clearing. i hate that i can see it in word form, i hate that i cant watch movies or anything or even read most conversations in books because of it. there's no way in hell a human sound should have made me punch myself in the chest. ugh,, whatever bro. AND AGAIN its like???? if u do it around me, dont feel guilty about it.... but if you're doing it around me ON PURPOSE???

if you've read all this, thank you for reading....... like i mentioned in my previous misophonia post, im trying to incorporate my own personal "soundwash" method more (where i basically play sounds/video game lets plays that i enjoy right after hearing a trigger sound,,,, or just blast noise in my headphones until my palpitations settle down).

hmm....

[chunkymamatam]

oh wow from what i have seen your stories sound cool 🤩 what are your relationships w the main cast? my fav character is prolly leona and rook so do you have any stories w them? 😊

So it's a college DR. I'm gonna start everything I'm about to say with that. Like there's probably nothing in these specific stories that I need to say that for but like I'm gonna say that every time.

Some people are weird. I'm an adult and I don't really want to hang out with a bunch of high school age teenagers. I'm also not willing to age myself down and relive the worst years of my life lmfao. We're all in the adult age bracket in my DR. Nothing wrong with being a teenager but it would feel weird for me to have a whole friend group full of them and I'm not about to be perpetually lonely.

Also I tend to not define my relationships with labels. I'm bad at labels so it's easier to define them with my experiences with each person.

Now on to my experience with these men.

Leona

THIS MF- Lmfao I first met this man in the botanical garden like in the game, tripped over and stepped on his tail accidentally. Man threatened to knock my lights out. Now, I'm genderfluid and it was a more masc day but I certainly didn't tell him that. IDK HOW TF HE KNEW. Referred to me as the correct pronouns and shit too.

He sniffed me and I was like "Hey, could you not sniff me...? Do I stink??"

He looked me up and down and proceeded to be like "Not yet but you will when I'm done beating your ass"

BRO I SAID SORRY BEFORE YOU COULD EVEN GET A WORD IN CALM DOWN

Ruggie stopped the fight but still.

2. During The whole Spell drive situation, first of all I didn't even want to be there but Crowely has a habit of threatening me and my housing. I was at Savanaclaw, being harassed by this mf named Blaze, and Leona comes out wanting to be a bitch. I explained why I was there and this man brushed it off and says

"How about we settle this over a game of Spell Drive. You win and I'll answer any questions you have but if you lose. Well I'll think of something." with that stupid smirk of his /pos

I lost and this man tackled me to the ground with his final move. He had me pinned down smirking down at me and I was internally complaining he was taking too long to gtf off me. So me, being a dastardly bastard, smirked up at him and said

"You like something you see that you're taking so long to get up" and I blew him a kiss.

BRO GOT UP SO FAST LMFAO

There's more during book 2 but honestly their overblots in general were kind of traumatizing and I'm not in the mood to talk about it. For now just know they tried to end my life and said some really cruel shit.

3. After the over blot tho. I got knocked the fuck out despite my best efforts and we ended up in the infirmary together with everyone. Cheka jumped on him and started treating him like a pony. I was doing my best not to laugh at him. He looked at me, told me not to laugh and I busted out laughing. I couldn't help it! It was just too cute! He was forced to take me home back to ramshackle by everyone there cuz I didn't look too good but there was nothing else the nurse could do. They essentially told him that it's his fault I was hurt the least he could do is take me home.

4. So during the Octavinelle situation we had to stay with him for a while. Now I didn't mind cleaning up after him and sharing a room with him for a few days. In fact I was giggling at him and making fun of him a little for having Ruggie straighten his hair all the time. He actually has 2B curls in my DR lol

I was like "Damn.. Gentrified." and he was fighting for his life lmfao I was like "Nah but in all seriousness are you not scared to ruin your curls?"

Turns out he uses some fancy heat protection product in his hair. I don't straighten my hair anymore so like I genuinely don't know how well those work but I think that was a funny interaction.

back to the original story tho. Floyd ended up giving me the squeeze and I went into a seizure. My brain was fried I told him this too. I was like "Hey Leona, I just had a seizure earlier so I'm gonna be a little slower and ditsier while cleaning you room. Just a fair warning before you think I'm acting like a little weirdo."

This man fr looked at me and was like "why are you slurring your words" Sir I just fucking told you my brain misfired. I ignore it and he just kept going bro.

"Why are you moving like that."

"You're taking too long, this is just excessive."

"I bet you're just faking it so you don't have to do your part. You probably lied and didn't even have a seizure."

At that point I was fucking done. I looked at him and said "You know what? I don't have to take this. I'm sleeping outside of Ramshackle." I stole HIS PILLOWS and HIS BLANKETS and fumbled my ass out back to Ramshackle.

A little while later he comes up to me and apologizes. I was so weirded out I was like "So who's holding a gun to your head?"

He huffed and made a frustrated face and was like "can't I just say sorry, Herbivore?"

"You personally? No. Someone is making you do this."

I was right, Jack and Grim chewed him tf out for that shit. Grim bragged about it to me that's how I found out lol. But anyway he grumbled and was like "Just come back to Savanaclaw with me"

I said "No. I'm gonna stay right here like I said I would."

This mf decides to pick me up and drag me back by force. I told the mf to put me down which resulted in and argument. Eventually I was like "Fuck you!"

This mfer responds with "You'd like that." with a smirk.

I scoffed and was like "I would NEVER want to do that with a son of a bitch who can't even tie his own shoes properly. I have a medical issue that fucks with my motor skills, what's your excuse???"

Man stfu after that.

It's funny cuz genuinely we were chill after that pfffff

Rook

Our first interaction was literally him looking at Vil sideways for the way that mfer was acting towards me and honestly I think that's so funny.

I don't necessarily have very many stories about him just little experiences. Like when I called him out for watching me before I turned around to look at him and idk what that expression was but it scares me LMFAO

He calls me Monsieur Souris

He woke me up every morning gently but when I went back to sleep got Vil. Like bruh I can sleep a little the school is RIGHT THERE. Overall he truly is mysterious. He's really not as creepy as everyone says. Until he starts hunting you anyway. I am not game monsieur Hunt. Please back off 😭

I think he's still trying to figure some stuff out with me? Idk a lot of people do that to me so maybe that's it.

Sorry if there's spelling/grammar errors. My brain is melting from this heat. Thank you for the ask ❤

[bella-rose29]

episode 1 commentary - This Will Be Us

Lockwood and Co on Netflix

spoilers obviously (for both the books and the show), and I'm gonna put swearing even though I haven't written anything yet, I was apparently very in love with all three of them and also I was very feral about lockwood too (that's definitely a warning)

edit: definitely swearing, and also there's no context for most of this so if you don't know the show that well then good luck (and go watch it, it's really good!)

omg I just realised that the first episode starts with a ghost lamp and the last episode starts with a ghost lamp

cameron's voice omg

cameron's hands omg

I need to calm down it's like 30 seconds in

I love that before they show their faces they show all the equipment it really sets the vibe omg

"Greek fire, which should only ever be used indoors under carefully controlled circumstances" lol

don't think of another four, Lockwood, you don't remember the ones 6 you have

lockwood straightening up his tie and sniffing is so funny to me and idk why

I love that they use the shadow inside mrs hope's house!!!

"problem" being emphasised omg (I'm almost certainly reading into everything too much)

Cameron Chapman you beautiful beautiful boy

omg I just realised they switched lockwood and lucy's lines around??? in the books lockwood's the one who calls adults useless and I think that sets up his charm in the show so much better but also sets up their personalities much better? like lockwood is the charming smiley one that everyone loves, and Lucy is prone to being a bit of a menace

the way lockwood looks around at her after she says adults are useless 💀

mrs hope is so much posher than I remember her being

love that she just ignores lockwood and only talks to lucy

omg they swapped again, in the book lockwood is the one who says 'the cleverer one' after Lucy asks 'sarcastic or ironic?' - don't get me wrong I love this show so much but I feel like it takes away some of lockwood's childish-ness (idk if that's a word)? like in the books he's quite often just a silly little boy making jokes

his hands

I love that they have loads of green lighting

oh lockwood you silly little man you absolutely need chains

eat that biscuit luce (now I want a biscuit)

wooo ghost

yeah no shit lockwood

yeah no shit lockwood

"been too busy trying to make contact with the living" mood

"of course she is, she's dead" lockwood my man 💀

how the hell did Lucy manage to hold on to that painting I would have just fallen off and died

omgomgomg starting credits omgomgomg

ew mrs carlyle can go suck a dick

Lucy looks like she'd much rather be anywhere else in the world

ugh don't say that "gonna give me a smile, young lady?" fuck off

omg Lucy :(

I love that they show us the defences omg

Lucy and norrie omg

"the more proficient you become, the longer you'll live" how come that doesn't happen with lockwood then bc he's very proficient with a rapier but he has such a death wish

oh luce

"we'll be on the cover of every magazine" crazy how in the space of less than a year Lucy changes from being like lockwood and wanting to be "the most famous agents in the country" to not wanting her face on tv or on any papers at all

Marissa fittes? coming back? from the dead? whaaat that would never happen norrie don't be sillyyyy

THIS WILL BE US omg I never realised I always thought it was like 'oh, this'll be us' like George or lockwood saying that to Lucy when she first comes to Portland Row bc that's what people say when they're being walked back or something idk I just never realised it was Lucy and norrie???

is anything more lesbian than giving your solemn and binding promise to each other and then threading your fingers through her hair?

everything points to a type one bro shut the fuck up

"she changed everything" Marissa sure did

"closer to her than you'll ever be. closer to history" oh my dear Jacobs, you have no idea what lucy's gonna do

Paul you are so right you would love to meet George (kinda sad they didn't meet tbh)

Jacobs you prick

ngl that ghost sounds terrifying wtf

Paul don't be silly

don't be silly paul

idiots

Jacobs you prick

JACOBS YOU PRICK

what did Lucy trip over?

:(((( Paul :((((

no way that bastard didn't hear her screaming

JACOBS YOU PRICK

YOU DID HEAR CRIES FOR HELP YOU PRICKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

can you tell I'm mad I was so angrily smashing that k key

norrie :(((((((

SHE DIDNT CAUSE THEIR DEATHS OMG YOU BITCH

omg parallel!! bc lockwood thinks he caused his family's death (especially jess') even though he didn't and Lucy didn't cause their deaths but she doesn't blame herself

"you are deader than dead" ooooo burn

where tf did she get that sellotape from

omg fittes building

is there anything more British than a really long queue

poor babygirl is hungry :(((

paused to read the paper cutting of lockwood and co's ad and I can just imagine lockwood telling George what to put omg "prestigious Psychical Investigations agency", "well dressed", "UNSUCCESSFUL APPLICANTS will include time-wasters, fraudsters and persons with criminal records" love the range there

also the address is literally just 35 Portland Row, London, like is there only one 35 Portland Row in the entirety of London??? apparently so

AAA PORTLAND ROW

AAA GEORGE

he looks and sounds so dead inside

omg it's so homely

she's a wimp

George wtf "see, told you so, okie-dokie"

heart eyes immediately lol (honestly same I love them both - the joys of being bi ig)

"hello, I'm Anthony Lockwood" hello, I'm your future wife

make the tea and drink the extra cup, George, that's what I would do

I love that he doesn't pressure her for the story!!! because he knows what that's like!!!

Anthony Lockwood chooses bourbons everyone

Skully!!!

George picking up his comic is so passive aggressive

are all of his family dead wtf?

he's so excited to talk about Harold beck

George is interested now ooo creepy cup

I love that Lucy and George immediately don't like each other

omg George's laugh

jokes on you lockwood's parents are dead (bad joke)

"deep armchair" I'm sure it is, Georgie.

"miss carlyle" bro

you can definitely give me a tour of the house anytime (especially your room)

"teen prodigy slays the competition" fuck yeah he slays

if you pause the episode and squint really hard you can read the article on the fencing matches he did and they actually wrote an article - my favourite quote (from what I could make out) is "Kipps attempted a few bold lunges but missed Lockwood each time"

also he looks so happy in the photo omg so baby

his hands

HIS HANDS omg I think I'm going feral for them

his smile ughhhhh

lockwood you're talking very fast I can't keep up

the face he makes when he turns the smoke jets on his fucking hilarious

literally this one:

also the way he stands??? I think I'm in too deep oh dear

"high security storeroom" sure honey tell yourself that

HIS SMILE

if lockwood was my landlord I don't think I'd have quite so much stress about finding a place to rent next year

HIS. SMILE.

"you saw those" yeah of course she did, they're in plain view bestie

"that's... if you'll take the job?" bro's so in love and he doesn't even know it yet (I need to stop using bro unironically bc it's making me sad)

HIS. SMILE.

can you tell I love his smile

George just spawning out of nowhere with no trousers on

if I didn't already know that Georgie really needs a wee I'd be able to tell from how he answered her questions before she'd even finished talking

AAAAAAA A A A AAAAAAAAAA

your honour I love him

ok but the apple core being left on a chair is such a boy thing my brother does that

bitch why do you wanna see his picture you've got the real thing right in front of you

ok but if he talked to me the way he talks to Lucy in the library I would simply pass away

"I want you to be part of it" OKAY SIR. OKAY.

"how do I know you're good enough for me?" cuts to him saving her life

he did not need to do that fancy kick off the wall but he did it anyway

okay but they hold each other so much it's ridiculous

why can't someone hold me like that

"ghosts don't have feelings" 🥺

"oops" lockwood I love you but you can't just break the circle

"you've done that already, try something new why don't you" 😭

oh no

fire

boy desperately calls out for his wife when she stares at a dead body instead of jumping from a burning building

[celestialdragoncookie]

Forgotten memories of childhood:

Fateful day of the three brothers in their brothers kingdom, doing usual routine like fighting licorice monsters, saving villagers from bandits or fighting against the darkness etc. This routine was like killing time, each one of their respective positions were hella bored but they have to do their jobs to run and stabilized the nation or else will lead to collapsed. They couldn't be with their wives because they are on their family home trip taking the children with them, making an excuse that they are rulers so they have to do their jobs, but that sound kindaa selfish if you asked them they too wanted to go but in reality they were right, so they stay tending the needs of the citizens and the kingdom itself. One particular day, dark cacao cookie wearing he usual outfit the vanquisher of the twin dragons outfit looked around the hallway to find his brother as he has been not in the important meeting skipping it in the process. He has seen since two hours ago in the courtyard been exclaimed by the maid. Dark cacao cookie looked everywhere but couldn't find anything but one think came into his mind, maybe he is in that room. Upon arriving the room, as it was filled with dust, old accessories, books, broken wooden swords and especially his parents two brothers old portrait. He touches it's frame with sad eyes thinking of the times when his parents were alive, a single tear escaped from his eyes clutching on the old wooden frame said in sad voice.

" I wished that you were here imperial father and mother, if you here "alive" I would have been better father and your guidance I would have a better ruler".

As he chokes on his own tears, as he let them fearly fall from his eyes. After several secs of crying he wipes the tears, looking around for Demonos Cacao sudden he heard rustling of boxes and looks to see his younger brother in pile of boxes scrubling them looking for something new, suddenly took out an old worn notebook with Yureka laugh. Dark cacao cookie stood besides them scaring the daylights out of him, he asked with strict serious tone.

" Where the hell you were, I was worried sick looking for you you just missed the important meeting fool".

Scratches his head " Sorry bro! I was bored and annoyed attending meetings so I decided to skipped them instead".

Tick marks on head" Excuse me, listen mister you can't just "skipped" this meeting because I.. looking at the old torn notebook" what's that torn paper".

Waving the torn notebook " oh! It's an old notebook filled with photos of our childhood containing our deepest memories, I found it in our parents old luggage".

As he opened the notebook the first page appears to see the first picture of thier parents when they are alive, with having baby Demonos Cacao cookie in his mothers arms, as his older brother standing beside his father's side and second older brother between his parents. Mother sat on the royal chair dressed in warriors outside spreading her dragon wings feeling proud, as father Giving a warm smile as Dark dragon cookie standing tall and proud like a true crown prince should and dark Cacao cookie having a smile on his face. Current dark cacao cookie gazed sadly at the old photo because it's been millennial since thier passing and he really missed, as few tear dropped on the old photo making it wetter dark cacao cookie shocked to see Demonos Cacao cookie crying as sniffing on his tears feeling heartbroken for his younger brother because at that " Fateful" day he was just a baby, all he remembers is his mothers song and father's laughter. When growing up under his older brothers wing, he didn't seen his parents faces only in old portraits. Dark cacao cookie touched his crying brothers shoulder with tone containing that of heart break and sadness.

" Brother, please don't cry".

" Cries sniffing I miss them so much, heck I didn't seen their faces in real life lucky for you both of you them were born earlier and spend time with them I am really jealous of you two, wishing I was older then you".

Dark cacao cookie feeling more heartbroken and sadness couldn't want to argue clutching his hand on his shoulder tighter.

" brother, I ........

" Oh! Cheer up, our parents didn't want us to saddened with grieve and pain because time wouldn't be with us grieving from our past mistakes".

( Brother, deep down he really missed our parents he masked his real self with laughter and jokes brightening up the atmosphere, I wished he really shares his real feelings... He only shares them with Celestial dragon cookie when he is in deep pain, he really is good in masking his real emotions, my poor younger brother).

Demonos Cacao cookie flipping the pages and hold of a page which gives his emo development stage as he laughs loudly, as dark Cacao cookie took a peek and blushes.

" Hahaha, I can't believe it any what a funny way of development during my childhood years I was really an emo and edgy kid always causing trouble in the kingdom, my teachers and citizens. The people gifted me a title (gwahan-aegi), I even joined a gang calling themselves black hounds hahaha".

As dark cacao cookie bonked his head , clutching his fist as smoke came out said with serious tone" that was rather foolish of you, because of your troublesome ways we have to clean your garbage like mistakes, due to bad influence of that gang, you became even more troublesome and naughty brat, I have to shield your fucking mistakes and learn various humiliation and degrading words from the citizens especially servents themselves complained that troubling of a brat you are and oh witches the back bite our older brother had to face, your stupid unique ways imprinted in the newspaper he literally had a heart attack and was hospitalized for over three months thanks to that stunt you pulled to very important ambassador".

Demonos Cacao cookie shivering and blushes in embarrassment scratches his head " Yea! Yea! I said I was sorry".

He was literally shooking in anger, pulling the rage before the volcano could explode " Yea! Sorry a mere sorry couldn't bring back that disaster that struck upon the kingdom, the moment you ruined the ambassadors favourite pet and his clothes by putting pink color I mean literally" pink" and shaving his pet cream husky into a mere poddle, because of this he cut the contract and imports with our kingdom results in feminine and hungry, our financial services falls as our kingdoms teasurery was robbed clean when someone daring to "guide" l mean literally make them come in the teasurery robbing us clean of any gold coins making dead poor like a dirt heck even pauppers laughed at our silly situation".

Demonos Cacao cookie shook in his boots in fear as he waves his hands in defeat pleading.

" okey! Okey I said I am sorry I just didn't matured that day".

" Because of your foolishness, our kind caring older brother went into a coma when he heard of this disaster, from that day after his recovery his personality made a 180 degree flipping he became cold hearted and strict with his ways and I was literally happy that he took himself in discipline you. Thanks to that you also changed but in worst possible way".

Demonos Cacao cookie suddenly felt offended " Hey what's wrong with my personality?".

" You became too sunny and bright full making jokes everywhere resulting in making other cookies laugh hence you got another name " the jokester", older brother had to discipline you again".

Demonos Cacao shredder in fear remember his older brothers unique ways of " discipline"

" I don't wanna remember it anyway".

As he flipped the other pages, his mangeta eyes falls on one particular page.

"hey! Look it's us before meeting our wives".

" Yea! Right Your personality took a dramatic way of Change from emo and edgy going troublesome kid to a happy sunny warrior and our older brothers personality was the most shocking change like flipping a switch, from kind warm hearted and caring towards cold stone faced and strict serious ongoing warrior. His face has always a scowl, yours a stupid bright full expression someday my eyes would burn from them".

" hey! There is nothing wrong with my personality".

" I remember this photo very well that you wrapped your muscular arm around my shoulder chocking the lights out of me, forcefully drag our older brother to take it, what's in their mind to take a photo in the middle of the forest especially when strong storm is about to come, thanks to your stupid attics we have to suffer from coldness, lost of way and from attack of the beasts I was literally bedridden due to cold and injuries older brother was hospitalized because he used his own body to shield us from the disasters and you stupid were the only one unscratched, because you were using me as your fucking personal snow slider and dark dragon cacao cookie as a parachute".

" Oh come on it was not bad, it became joke of the day".

" Joke JOKE OF THE DAY, LISTEN HERE MISTER YOUR UNIQUE WAYS OF YOUR DUMB MIND THINKING OF USING DARK DRAGON AS YOUR PARACHUTE RESULTS IN BENDING HIS BONES AS USING HIS BODY SHIELDING YOURSELF FROM THE FALL BECAUSE OF THIS STUNT, HE WAS HOSPITALIZED FOR SEVERAL MONTHS AND THE WAY YOU USED ME AS YOUR SNOW SLIDER I HAD TO UNDERGO SURGERY TO FIX MY FACE ALONG WITH MY BODY BECAUSE IT WAS WOUNDED VERY BADLY YOU FOOL".

Demonos Cacao cookie shivers in fear but regain his courage said without thinking and knowing the consequences of his actions.

" Some what, good thing I did hahaha I really loved the look on you face when the doctor you had to go under plastic surgery to fix that face of yours hahaha that expression was gold and the good look was that when dark dragon made that face when the doctor said he too had to undergo surgery to fix his wings especially his jewels if not he will become enuch hahaha the expression he had made when he had heard he will become an enuch hahaha".

Dark cacao cookie didn't said anything he was shivering in fear leaning against the old dusty wooden wall, this action shocked him to core as he asked " bro are you okey, you creeping me out say something?".

Shaking dark cacao cookie points his hand towards him indicating something behind him, as Demonos Cacao cookie looked behind him his eyes widened in fear as his whole body covered in sweat as he nervously said " Hi! Brother great weather it is right heeee".

The shadow revealing to be Dark dragon no ferocious Dark Dragon Cacao cookie as he growls in deep scary tone "So that's how you saw me an enuch carely a disappointment, looks like you really liked to gossip behind others back , I carely remembered that the "gift" you gave me on my birthday resulted in almost losing my precious jewels so I have to undergo surgery thanks to the god himself that I don't lost it otherwise I would be a laughing stock of men especially our kingdoms warriors, now your hear making fun of me while dark cacao cookie tried to reason with you guess you haven't matured that tiny monkey brain of yours, I guess we have evoluted gaining intelligence but you haven't still remained a monkey guess it's punishment time for apes who bites the hand that fed you".

As dark dragon cacao cookie took out his club signalling Demonos Cacao cookie to ran as he ran for his life while the eldest went after him swinging his club as dark Cacao cookie went after not wanting to be left behind, as screams of Demonos Cacao cookie echoed throughout the whole kingdom.