#femininomenom

[callmesel]

Penny is a Carpenter

You cannot deny it

She is 100%

She's been there since Looking at Me

Quick scketch here

Does she really look like the Penny I have in my head? No, but it'll work for now

She made Percy watch all of her music videos and learn all the lyrics with her. Oliver nows Expresso to his core.

Percy nows how to sew, Penny beg him to make her a baby blue version of Sabrina'd dress. He had made one for her bday and have done the heart corset to. For her.

[favsdti]

I'm truly tired of people who have nothing better to do than complain. Saying "I liked it better when they did 2 videos + a podcast episode in a week." Ok, great for you? But they clearly didn't. And yes, while we "pay their bills", its still about what they want to do. Nobody wants to see them burnt-out, which is what was happening to them. I swear, you guys would've complained if they had CONTINUED to do that, saying "they have no energy", "the vibe isn't the same", "they've been so lazy" blah blah blah. Get a fucking grip. If you don't like kitchen videos, don't watch them. If you don't like the Sturniolo's anymore, unsubscribe and don't watch their videos. If you don't like the new videos, only watch the old ones. It is not hard, and its common sense. (can ya'll tell I've had a rough day today ☺️)

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

my role in the family choir is to say “Um, can you play a song with a fucking beat?”

[doginprogress]

Ponzi’s first run on Sunday (Ponzi in pink, littermate sister Pardi in yellow)

Ponzi got a three point lead from this run, which secured her 1st place even when her second run wasn’t nearly as nice

[valeovalairs]

guys don’t listen to femininomenom multiple times the days before giving a major presentation where you have to say the word phenomenon, you will not be able to say the word right.

[nickyandmikey]

i got curious and listened to a couple songs. um not for me

[tamaharu]

the music they choose to play at work is insane. 99% of the time its disney or mid-2010s radio pop, then inexplicably theyll throw out cake by the ocean (tbf the kidz bop vers) or thnks fr th mmrs or too sweet by hozier or something. i think they should play chappell roan next. definitely not casual or anything, but surely a pink pony club or even hot to go could somehow squeak through.

[thunder2079]

I nearly choked 😂

"i sure hope no elven deity breaks free from their prison in the fade and starts wreaking havoc on thedas"

the nefarious ghilan'nain:

[epicdiamondhoe]

Chapell Roan brings out my fem side like nothing else. She's a fucking icon!

[favsdti]

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۶ৎ 𓂃 . . . genre. established relationship, teensy bit of angst

۶ৎ 𓂃 . . . pairing. bf!matt x fem!reader

۶ৎ 𓂃 . . . content warnings. matt overreacting and being a little bit of a meany

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ em's message. just a lil something to note: fem!reader has a background of a verbally abusive family, which is why she reacts that way she does. I don't want any of you to think she was being dramatic or overreacting or something lol.

wc. 1.1k

not proofread.ᐟ

The kitchen looks as if it's bathed in the warm glow of the late afternoon sunlight, spilling through the windows and casting a golden sheen over the marble countertops. Flour dusts the counters, and the scent of vanilla and sugar lingers in the air as you and Matt work side by side, preparing cupcakes for your sister's baby shower. It’s a big deal since nearly your entire family will be there. Everyone has been assigned a task to help, and yours is baking—so naturally, it means Matt is involved too.

Matt carefully frosts the cupcakes, his brow furrowed in concentration, while you hum softly to yourself, mixing another batch of batter. He keeps glancing at you, captivated by your ease in navigating the kitchen, even amid the chaos of scattered bowls and measuring spoons. The gentle click of the oven timer and the rhythmic motion of the whisk feels almost therapeutic to you.

“These look bomb,” Matt says, stepping back to survey his work, a small smile playing on his lips.

You glance over at him, your deep brown eyes warm and fond. You wipe your hands on a dish towel and lean against the counter, watching him for a moment. "Yeah, they’re exactly what I had envisioned,” you say softly.

Matt chuckles, a light sound, and his gaze flicks up to meet yours. "We should do this more often. I know I said baking would be boring, but this is kind of fun,” he says, stepping closer and giving you a quick peck on the top of your head before returning to the cupcake he was working on.

"Yeah," you agree, your voice quieter, almost pensive. You stir the bowl in front of you absentmindedly, your thoughts elsewhere. “Who knows, maybe one day we’ll be baking cupcakes for our baby shower.”

The words hang in the air for a heartbeat longer than they should. Matt’s hand is still on the frosting nozzle, the tip of it just inches from the delicate swirl he was about to finish. He blinks, his mind momentarily frozen. His chest tightens, and for a moment, the air seems to grow heavy.

"Wait, what?" he asks, his voice catching on the words as if they were something foreign, something that didn’t quite belong. 

You look up, startled by his reaction. Your lips part, confusion flashing in your eyes. "I... I just thought—"

"No, no, I heard you," Matt cuts in, his voice suddenly sharp, the warmth that had previously defined it gone. He stands up straighter, setting the frosting tool down on the counter with a little more force than necessary. His expression shifts, a subtle tension coiling in the space between you guys. “It's just-..what..what do you mean by that?"

You blink, now uncertain. "I just meant—" you pause for a brief moment, confusion now etched entirely on your face. "that we’re here, baking for someone else’s baby shower. Maybe..someday we’ll be doing the same thing for us.”

The words stung, more than you realized. It wasn't what you had intended to say, but there it was, spilling out in a moment of casual daydreaming. Anxiety starts pouring in, thoughts racing. No no no, I said too much. I just pretty much said we should have kids one day. We haven’t even talked about getting married or moving in! That’s not… oh my gosh I’m so stupid.

But Matt’s face, now pale, was clouded with a storm. His lips pressed together in a thin line, gaze suddenly distant. "I… I don’t think that’s something we should even talk about right now." His voice was tight and strained, the softness of their earlier conversation evaporating.

Your heart sinks, a knot forming in your throat. "What do you mean? I didn’t think it was a..a big deal or anything I just..it was just a thought I had.”

"It’s not just a thought," Matt replied, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “We’re not—" He paused, his jaw clenched as if struggling to form the right words. "This just isn’t.."

You recoil, your pulse quickening. "I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just a casual—" your voice falters as you notice the shift in him, the way his eyes darken as if he’d been caught off guard by something far more complex than a simple cupcake conversation.

Matt’s face was set now, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a coldness that made your stomach twist. He’s avoiding your eyes, looking instead at the half-finished cupcakes as if they were suddenly irrelevant. He scoffs. "You don’t get it, do you?”

The silence grew thick, each second stretching out, suffocating in its weight. Your breath comes in short, sharp bursts, your mind racing, trying to make sense of what the hell just happened. "I don’t... understand," you say finally, your voice shaky, though you try to steady it. "Matt, if you're upset about something, please just tell me what it is.”

His eyes shoot up to meet yours, the rawness in them startling you. "It’s not about what you said, it’s about... I don’t know. It’s just—" He rakes a hand through his hair, his frustration clear now. "I don’t know if I’m..that was..too much.”

Your heart sinks, a sense of coldness washing over you as you realize how serious the conversation has become. "So, you’re upset because I mentioned..a kid? I only meant to say it as a... just a passing thing.” You feel the sting of his reaction more acutely now.

Matt exhaled sharply, his voice low and tight. "I didn’t expect you to just... drop that on me, okay? I don’t want to think about that kind of thing right now. It feels like... just a lot.”

Your eyes sting with unshed tears, but you blink them back, unwilling to let them fall in front of him. You couldn’t understand why this had escalated so quickly, why a simple comment had turned into something so fraught with tension.

"You know, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything," you whisper, your voice barely audible.  You turn away from him, your chest tight, and begin to walk toward the stairs.

“Wait, baby—” Matt starts, his voice desperate and slightly exasperated, but you shake your head.

“I need a minute," You mumble, your voice cracking. Without waiting for a response, you disappear up the stairs, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the house. 

Matt stood there for a long moment, the words unsaid hanging in the space between him and you. He wanted to call out to you, to apologize for overreacting, to explain himself. But the weight of the silence was too much, and he was left standing alone, amidst the mess of frosting and flour, wondering where it had all gone wrong.

Even though good 4 u is about a breakup and this blurb isn't, it taps into that feeling of something small escalating into something bigger, and how quickly things can shift between two people who were just in sync, and the confusion it brings ᵕ̈

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[aminta]

dude did you just hit it like. get it hot. make a bitch. its a fem. or did i hallucinated

[dirleighwhannell]

no one cares if you don't like chappell roan but comparing her sound to taylor swift is just fucking baffling

[reverentwormpriest]

hes like. an in universe pop star model guy secret-cannibal whos actually really done with being objectified so he seduces men and eats them 💖 and then he falls in love with a prince and has to deal with his desire to eat him cuz hes actually happy with him but cant get rid of his insatiable hunger for flesh. like and follow 4 more

so obzessed with my oc Orion but i have to wait a year to make any real content about him bc hes like freddie mercury in the way that all content abt him would be triple X rated and making anything other than that would be an insult

[kobiisworld]

WHAT WE REALLY NEED IS A FEMININOMENOM

A what???

A FEMININOMENOM!!!

[ellapurnellmybeloved]

i desperately need caitlin clark to listen to the rise and fall of a midwest princess (specifically femininomenom) and "good luck, babe!" so she can have the realization of her life

[reminiscentreader]

what we really need is a femininomenom!! (lyra kane to win tgg)