#give me the iced CREAM

[cloudycaffeinatedcryptid]

suffering The Horrors™ in my body every time I eat ice cream & continuing to eat ice cream makes me feel like Prometheus expect I'm not chained to the rock & I keep calling the eagle back over

[grimalkinmessor]

Was thinking about Light Yagami—again, help—and thought "If Light Yagami wants something, then he's going to get it" but then I realized. No. No, that's not right. Because Light is also the type of guy to convince himself that he doesn't want things. So like,,,only in surges of destructive behavior does he insist on getting what he wants.

Someone spills wine on Light's shirt? Laugh it off but start up a thirty-two step plan to ruin their life.

Light wants some ice cream? No he doesn't. What are you talking about? He's never wanted any sort of dessert in his life because that would be childish and also selfish of him.

An uncle called him a 'sissy boy' for playing the piano? Uncover the drugs in his car and, if there aren't any, plant some. Make sure they're discovered at the largest family gathering possible in front of plenty of witnesses. He will spend seven years in jail.

Light likes a certain band and wants to listen to their music, go to a concert even? Nope. Never heard of them. Who? He doesn't need CDs and his father just bought him a computer for school so really a music player would be excess. Plus he's not one of those heathens that likes to study to music, obviously.

And thinking about that, I think L breaks him out of that mindset by teasing out Light's pettiness. L turns everything into a challenge, a game to win, so Light's more "foolish" wants are no longer childish—they're a victory. L turns Light's simplest desires into petty revenge, and so he'll chase them.

Light would never ask or even search for an expensive gourmet breakfast food on his own, but handcuff him to L and have him watch his every meal, then Light's damn well going to make sure he enjoys it. Light wants silk pajamas because the sheets are uncomfortable, Ryuzaki, really—it has nothing to do with the fact that you turned the thermostat down when Light said he was cold. Suddenly Light enjoys ice cream again but only when it comes from L's bowl when he's not looking.

[napping-sapphic]

Yearning is CRAZY like what do you mean i’m in shambles over how badly i want to buy someone their favorite little snack

[iamumbra195]

I hate when people talk about Ashler like it’s inconceivable to ship them.

They’ll be like “Oh, they had so much beef, they’re barely even friends.” Genuinely asking here, have you even read the webtoon if you think that?

Tyler had issues with practically everyone at the beginning, hell, most of the kids didn’t even like each other. Ben, Aiden, Ashlyn, and Logan all thought he was a jerk and he was acting like one because he was trying to protect himself and Taylor and the whole situation was stressful as hell. That’s why his character development is so good. Even Ashlyn remarks that he’s being less of a jerk in one chapter and Taylor says that he's begun to see the others as real friends, maybe even family.

They all eventually became allies and then friends, including Ashlyn and Tyler. Sure, they like to throw some sarcastic remarks at each other but that’s just their sense of humour and part of the appeal of their friendship. Same with Aiden and Tyler, they insult each other all the time but the insults that were originally meant to hurt are now used affectionately.

He gave Ashlyn a nickname guys. He gave a jokey nickname to cheer her up because she felt terrible about the fact that she had to leave him behind while he got terribly hurt, while he died. She literally started crying out of guilt and being overwhelmed by the whole situation. She cares about him and he cares about her and the whole gang cares about each other, which is why there are so many ships in the fandom to begin with.

So stop acting like anyone who ships Ashler is stupid and stop saying ‘they’re like siblings’ on every post about them. We know it’s probably not gonna be canon, hell, Red herself said romance isn’t the focus of the webtoon at all.

I don’t even like shipping in general but the TikTok fandom keeps pissing me off. Stop acting like everyone has to ship the same things as you and stop commenting shit like ‘cute edit but I wish it was Aidlyn’ or ‘They’re just friends, they act like siblings’. Like yeah, they’re not canon but you’d have to be blind if you couldn’t see why some people ship it. Stop shitting on people’s ships and let them have their fun, we all know they’re not canon.

NONE OF THEM ARE.

Anyway, that’s the end of my rant. Sorry, I keep getting Ashler hate every time I search it up on TikTok. It’s so stupid and annoying, let people ship who they want in peace and stop undermining Ashlyn and Tyler's canon friendship and character development to shit on people’s ships. It’s an insult to the characters and your ability to read between the lines.

Live, Laugh, Love Ashler.

[sebsxphia]

outer range AND salems lot in the same year

[okartichoke]

NGOOGH

And here have Edgeworth in a hello kitty van eating ranch ice cream

NNGGHOOOHHH ‼️‼️‼️

(she ended up eating both ice cream cones)

[deercervid]

i did not care for florence

[ninjadudettekira]

Doubt this is new info but thinking about this as I'm seeing Gravity Falls trending.

Y'all Ford was barely back a month before Weirdmageddon happened.

Like that entire time he was, in hindsight, understandably pissed at Stan.

Then after Weirdmageddon Stan lost his memory and I'm sure Ford felt like shit for how he treated Stan the entire time he was back.

Started with Stan accidentally causing Ford to be pushed into the portal, ended with Ford erasing Stan's memories.

Including when Stan was kicked out, they had 40 years of them not in each other's lives, and then it almost ended up with them "losing each other" again.

The angst of these two, like damn.

Idk where I was going with this, I just felt angsty. 😭

[plusultraetc]

Have you published this yet? 😭 i NEED IT

I have not, I'm so sorry 😭 I am a very slow writer and fake dating real feelings turned into a longer fic than I anticipated!! I do have a tag for it now where I post snippets, and here's some more of The Phone Call as an apology for how long this dang fic is taking (little language warning for anyone who needs it!):

[duckieduccss]

SUMMER KAIJU DOODLES🍹

It’s been pretty hot as of late & def much need some time to cool off. That said, here’s ur reminder to Stay Hydrated & Stay Cool. Also got the idea for some doodles cuz of it. Mostly kaiju making most of summer in whatever way they choose to. I wanted to test out a new custom brush i made for myself. So far i like it :)

So yeah hope u guys can enjoy what’s left of summer (at least somewhat ^^:) by doing whatever it is u do to survive the summer heat✨

[ I might color these in who knows]

For those worried, Gigan gave Megs another ice cream & he actually eats it this time :D

[wolfofcelestia]

No one:

Zayne girlies: I just think Zayne fucking me with an icy dick and filling me with ice cold cum would be the hottest thing ever

[goldom]

[imaginarycircus]

Mr. Bertram Wilberforce Wooster sends his fond regards.

[password-door-lock]

Unknown takes your hand— he's long since learned that he won't get very good reactions from passersby if he drags you by your wrist in public— and leads you toward the storefront. You don't protest; in fact, when he glances over his shoulder, he finds that you're making a show of skipping merrily along, and looking quite comical while you do it. Unknown supposes that he would be mad under any other circumstances, but as of now, this is far from his primary concern.

Without further ado, he steers you into the ice cream shop franchise. “We came all this way just for ice cream?” You ask.

But you don't sound put-out or disappointed. You don't even sound mildly annoyed. No, Unknown can tell from your tone, from the light in your eyes, from the gentle tug on his hand as you subconsciously make every effort to pull him closer— you're happy about this. You want to spend more time with Unknown. You want to follow his lead to this place and do whatever he's got planned. You really are the best assistant he could have asked for, though there’s no way that sentiment is ever leaving his lips. If he said it to you, you'd get a big head about it. If he said it to the Savior, she'd decide you were a weakness and take appropriate countermeasures— or, countermeasures that would be appropriate if you actually were a weakness for Unknown. As it stands, he doesn't suppose there's much that you could really sway him to do, even if you tried. And, of course, if word of your reliability made its way to his enemies, you'd be put in danger for sure. That would be a waste of a useful tool, not to mention a pretty face and a lot of Unknown’s time.

“Mhm,” he tells you, shaking himself from his thoughts as he approaches the counter. “Order what you want.”

“Anything I want?” You gaze at him, still sounding gleeful. Who knew that this was all it would take to get you eating out of the palm of his hand? Actually, when Unknown thinks about it, you've basically been doing so for the past several months now, but that's not the point. The point is that he really, really, really wants his ice cream. That's why he decided to stop here on the way to the apartment. It’s vital that he gets something to eat before starting an important task, right? You’re always blabbering on about that sort of thing.

“Yes,” Unknown reiterates.

“Hi, good morning,” you greet the cashier giddily. Unknown doesn't know why— if he were in your position, he'd have been happy not to have to interact with anyone outside of Magenta for months on end, but it seems to have had the opposite effect on you. Granted, the way you look at this cashier is nothing compared to the way you look at Unknown, but it's still quite obvious that you're pleased to be having this conversation. Unknown doesn't know if he's ever been truly happy to have a conversation with anyone in his life— well, you make him laugh. Sometimes he's happy about that. “I'll have one banana split, please. Thank you. Oh, and then whatever he's getting.”

Your performance in this situation is so seamless, like an actor who has memorized a script. It's beautiful to watch. Unknown is starting to understand why people on the outside drop so much money to see a ballet or go to the zoo. Ballerinas, gazelles, and his assistant: graceful creatures crammed into stuffy environments but made to behave gracefully anyway. There's something about the idea that just makes his head spin.

But right now, Unknown needs to order his ice cream. “Mint chocolate chip,” he says. It's all they need to know, right?

“He means, one mint chocolate chip—well, do you want a cone or a bowl?” You look expectantly to Unknown. He considers this question, but evidently takes too long, because you elect to answer for him. “Okay, one mint chocolate chip cone, but can you, like, turn it upside down into a bowl? Three scoops, please. Thank you.”

Unknown would be angry with you for commandeering his order, but he likes the sound of it, so he'll let it slide for now. Your reward will be that he won't deal with your insurgence in public— he'll wait until you're back in the intelligence room to handle it. You should be very grateful, then, when the time comes. For now, he just nods. “Mhm.”

“And do you have a loyalty account with us?” The cashier asks. This seems like a motion that they have to go through, something that they're required to do, or else they wouldn't waste the question on Unknown.

He rattles off the user ID that he memorized this morning after he hacked into the ice cream company’s server. 

“Okay,” the cashier says, eyes going wide. “Wow, that's a lot of rewards points. Um, just a second while I get the system to redeem your rewards.”

You give Unknown a shrewd look, but thankfully, you know better than to actually say something about what you've just witnessed. After all, you wouldn't want to cause a ruckus of any kind. “Alright,” says the server, “You're all set. And you still have... 75,894 points.”

“That’s right.” Unknown gives you a smug look.

“Thank you,” you smile sweetly at the cashier before meeting Unknown's smug glance with a very pointed one. He can't help but think you're kind of adorable like that.

You wait until after the pair of you have received your respective ice cream treats and retreated to the car to initiate a conversation with Unknown. “What the fuck?” You demand, “How did you get so many points? I’ve known you for months, and I’ve never seen you leave the intelligence room for long enough to come here. Do you share an account with all the believers or something?” 

Now, that’s a funny mental image. Instead of answering, Unknown takes a healthy spoonful of mint chocolate chip ice cream and really savors it, letting you watch as he licks the spoon. Eventually, when he decides he’s held you in suspense for long enough, he says, “Hacking.”

“You're using your powers for evil,” you laugh, like this is some kind of shock to you. “Scamming an innocent— well, wait, actually, no, you know what? You’re really just scamming a corporation. I would say that this is definitely one of the least problematic crimes I’ve seen you commit so far. Have you considered dropping the whole revenge thing altogether and just doing this full time?” Unknown has considered that, actually— for about five seconds, before he realized that it was an absolutely preposterous idea. Luciel needs to pay for what he’s done, and it's Unknown's responsibility to make that happen. “Uh, keep on stealing ice cream, I guess, man.” You giggle at this idea, and Unknown finds himself smirking at the comical expression on your face. He thinks it goes without saying that he's going to keep hacking into the system and giving himself rewards points.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do,” he reminds you curtly, before returning his attention to his ice cream. 

[coquelicoq]

girl help the beautiful man at the food truck flirted with me and shook my hand with his big gorgeous hand and held on a little longer than he needed to (but in a good way) and then he gave me a free mango lassi and THEN left his food truck unattended to go get me a bottle of water after i asked if there was any water available and after all that all he wants in exchange (other than payment for the food i ordered) is for me to rate him on google maps. but girl i don't even know how to do that

[cant-get-enough-btr-forever]

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