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what should i make fer dinner thats cold
UMMMMMMMM hm i have no clue make frozen pizza n leav it out till its cold
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I have eaten the pizza that was in the icebox
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
Forgive me it was delicious so cheesy and so cold
grandma ate my fucking pizza
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Cold pizza is so good omg
Leftover pizza that you take straight from the fridge then you just stand in your kitchen looking out the window as you eat it
So good
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controversial whump opinion:
I really, really dislike using and reading "whumpee" and "whumper"
Like, yeah I get that it makes things easier to post and interpret and all that jazz. It's probably easier on our consciences instead of using actual, real-world terms like "victim" and "attacker" - and that's a very valid reason. It's another way to distance whump media from real-world scenarios because we don't actually want bad things to happen to real people (just our fictional blorbos pls n thx)
but, regardless, a tiny part of me just has an ick when whumpee and whumper is used.
#still enjoy the content!#it's like eating a good pizza#but the pizza has gone cold#like it still tastes good and i'll still eat it#but it's not peak pizza flavor#if you catch my drift#whumpblr#whump community#whumpee#whumper#caretaker is 'OK' bc it's not as ick inducing#but i also don't care for that term either#rescuer is fine w/ me <3#or medic or teammate or what have you#don't come for me plz#i love EVERYTHING that the whump community is willing to share with us
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#probably my last sunny walk at home :(#keeeeellll meeeee#i think one of the things i hate about going back to uni is not being able to experience autumn and winter at home like i used to#it’s weird because i’ve always loved them and considered them my favourite seasons.#but last year (and now this year) i’m realizing that oh! i think it’s because i got to come home after a long day and be in a safe familiar#space. and at uni everything is still a bit unfamiliar and not very comforting so the long cold days get so much harder#but i will surviveeeeeee#counting on gilmore girls to get me through it!! and also love is blind s7. i LOVE having things to look forward to every week it makes tim#fly by so fast. last yr every friday night was reserved for me and i ate frozen pizza or takeout and/or my favourite snacks and#watch my comfort films :( i cooked a lot those nights too 2 save money but yeah. it was rlly nice to have that comfy safe time to myself#i think it rlly got me thru uni.#ik it’s gonna be so hard to get back into a routine but im trying to tell myself that i need to like. focus on the basics first. adulting#can be so hard & i wanna do everything at once! i wanna b perfect in all areas. always do my hobbies. etc etc but i#i couldnt even get out of bed to make myself meals sometimes 💔 so i need to like remember if i don’t journal or read a whole book in a day#not the end of the world. and most importantly i need to be EATING and staying active and SLEEPING FIRST and foremost cause then hopefully#i won’t feel like a zombie.#okay anyways.#feeling sad feeling tired feeling unmotivated but also feeling a teensy bit excited for finally BEING ALONE!!!!#i have my cardiologist appt tmrw so maybe that’s why i feel so yuck also. just thinking abt it makes me wanna throw up#i hope everything goes well#anyways bye bye#♡ dear diary…
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does anyone else like cold pizza or am i insane?
#me and my gram are the only ppl i know who love a good cold pizza slice#like i enjoy it hot and fresh too but cold just hits sometimes#here laur goes again..
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Jerma x reader request
Reader and jerma go to the record store together and he is too embarrassed to buy his favorite gorillas record infront of reader
Feel free to change it up to make it more cutsy if needed
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A/N:
okay. so first jerma fic. not a great writer to begin with, but I had some (a lot) absolut vodka and just started hitting my keyboard with ideas and made this.
Anon, thank you for requesting this and also please let me know if you end up liking this or not. Your feedback is really helpful and appreciated. Never wrote about him before and want to make sure I’m doing this idea and him justice. (be as honest as you can, I promise my feelings won’t be hurt. As you can MAYBE TELL, I’m a new(er) viewer and don’t want to fuck it up, and if I did, I’d be happy to rewrite it)
Also I’m sorry it’s long, I hope that’s okay!
-abs
!Songs to listen to while reading (and were played while writing)! :
The Blonde - TV Girl ((highly recommend, background vibe created by this song))
On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz
It was your idea to go to a local record store after you were surprised by a beyond thoughtful Christmas gift from him earlier that holiday. He’d gotten you a new record player- not only new but a good one.
Your heart melted when you opened the wrapping paper to see that he’d gone so out of his way to get you something special and significant to you. You had an extensive collection of records from your favorite bands, even limited editions and pressings with incredible designs and colors. He thought it was so precious that you would show them to him. He’d sit there listening to you and looking at each one with a smile on his face. Whenever he’d stop in your office and both of you would fall into a rabbit hole of music, he’d always had remembered that when you would take them out, you wished you could play them, but you never did- you were too worried your old record player would scratch them and ruin them.
The mental note he took from that months ago leading up to the gift was so thoughtful. He hadn’t asked you about it or hinted at anything regarding it. He wanted it to be a good surprise. And it most definitely was. He spent a lengthy amount of time looking into ‘what the best record player was’, and especially the most reliable one, not wanting your records to get ruined. Just wanting you to finally be able to play them without worry; finally being able to just simply enjoy the music you loved so much.
After your excitement opening his gift and him setting it up with a good speaker, (and telling you “babe, let me do it I’m an expert, I promise.” sarcastically.) You’d started playing them all.
Over the days and months that would pass, he loved hearing your music echo throughout the house. No matter what he was doing, even while just on his computer and catching up on work, any small inconvenience would disappear as he listened to the sound of your favorite songs start playing. It made him smile ear to ear. Every single time.
And although he wasn’t much into music himself,
he was very much into yours.
After a while you’d asked while out on a random excursion in Vegas if you could stop by a record store and pick up some new stylus’ for the record player. He was more than happy to go with you and also explore the store with you as you both looked around. The amount of records was overwhelming to him as he browsed, so he went looking for what he really only knew well. Meanwhile, you went up to the store owner and asked for the specific part you were looking for.
After finding the replacement needed, you turn to see him flicking through the records absentmindedly. That was until he made it to the ‘G’ section and after moving a couple records you can see his hand stop. Pulling his other hand out of his pocket to reach out to pull the record out of the box.
You can see he’s holding a Gorrilaz album and you watch as he looks at it, flipping it over and reading the tracklist. His face in practical awe of his favorite albums of all time.
“Hey, whatchya find?” You ask him curiously
“Oh it’s- they have a Gorillaz album or two” he turns and replies but almost immediately stopping himself from trying to sound too excited.
“Did you, uh find the stylus?” He asks changing the subject.
“Yeah, I did I bought a couple replacements just in case.” You say smiling
“Awesome, where to next?” He asks smiling at you
“Well hold on. What about the Gorillaz album? Don’t you want it?” Asking him sincerely
“Oh uh- nah” he says casually. “Just checking out the artwork.” He adds while looking away.
His face is burning. And he’s praying you don’t notice.
But of course you do. You just don’t let him know it.
You don’t completely understand his reluctance to share something like an album with you. But knowing he isn’t that into music- you chalk it up to being maybe something he just didn’t want to open up to you about yet. It is sort of the ‘one thing’ he doesn’t have in common with you: that being an extensive love for music.
You choose not to push it… But keep a mental note of it. It’s honestly just so cute to you. The thought of him being too embarrassed to admit he wanted the album? You can’t. It didn’t need to make sense for it to absolutely melt your heart. Something you seem to find he makes new ways of doing every second you’re with him.
As the both of you leave to head out of the store, him being a gentleman, wordlessly shows an open palm to you, gesturing towards the bag you’re holding and motions a ‘gimme gimme’ to you with a sweet little smirk. You hand it over to him with a laugh, looking up at him with a big smile and a “thank you”.
As you continue walking, his other arm follows around the back of your waist and pulls you into him as he presses his lips onto your head.
“You’re welcome, love.”
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Days went by as he’d stay clueless to during that day you’d have a surprise in store for him that upcoming Valentine’s Day. You had bought him the albums while checking out of the store, asking the store owner to charge you for them then and to put them aside for you to come and pick up the following day. The owner was more than happy to do just that.
That Valentine’s Day you’d surprised him with some red wine and both took a moment to laugh realizing he did the same thing. You both gave each other a glass of the wine from the bottle you’d bought for one another and gave a sounding clink and a ‘cheers’ to each other. You had made his favorite pasta for dinner that night for the two of you. You lit some candles on the coffee table, enjoyed your pasta together, and cuddled up with him watching a movie. Both of you loving a chill romantic evening together on the couch, just watching a movie and enjoying being in one another’s arms.
As the movie finished, you decide to play blackjack together. Watching his fingers shuffle the cards you couldn’t not stop smiling at him biting his lip like he always did while he’s focusing. Resting your face against your hand you told him that you’d ‘be right back’, and ‘that this deserved some good music.’ He smiled and chuckled at you as you got up to go upstairs to your record player. He agreed and went to fill up your wine glasses.
As he’s pouring the wine he asks you ‘what’s on the track list tonight, dj?’ You had to throw your hand over your mouth to stop from laughing, trying so hard to sound serious when you replied: “Well, I was gonna play some TV Girl, but shit! I think the record player’s broken- can you help me, babe?”
As he quickly thumped up the stairs he was mentally devastated by the idea that your new record player had broken- unbeknownst to him however, you quickly put the Plastic Beach record onto the turntable, turned the player on and waited till the perfect moment for him to come in the room.
You were holding the needle ready to place it onto the already spinning record as he turned the corner into your office with two wine glasses in his hands and a concerned yet sad look on his face.
Dropping the needle onto the right track (thank god, tipsy enough that you hoped it wouldn’t land on a different track, although funny, you wanted it to be a good surprise), the record player began playing ‘On Melancholy Hill’.
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at you, then around the room. Looking at the candles you had lit, his brain finally realizing what you had been up to and what he was hearing.
He couldn’t help the smile and giggle he let out.
“Really?” He asked stuck in a hilarious disbelief you went through to this sweet extent to surprise him.
“Yeah, really” you chimed back to him while chuckling.
You walked up to him and gently took the glasses out of his hands while taking a sip out of one and then placing them on your desk.
Still stuck in surprise, his eyes following you and then down to your hand that was now reached out towards him. He chuckled at you as you motioned the same ‘gimme gimme’ to him with your hand.
He slowly walked over to you reaching for your hand and paused. Looking at you as sincerely as you’ve ever seen him do. He rubs his thumb slowly across your knuckles pressing his lips to them softly. Gently pulling the same hand to move you close to him while placing it onto his shoulder in a smooth motion. Winding another arm around your waist to hold you and begin to sway you slowly, not even to the beat of the song, but to the rhythm of his absolute joy in the moment. A beat you more than happily moved to along with him as your head rests against his chest.
The two of you slow dance in each other’s arms in the dimly lit room.
The only pause was Jeremy. Stopping to look you in the eyes, dead serious, to ask: “There’s nothing actually wrong with your record player though, right?”
You can’t stop laughing at his clueless but sweet question, struggling to answer “No, there was nothing wrong with it to begin with.”
But he gets the jist as he starts laughing himself.
He continues moving with you through the laughter to dip you to your surprise, taking the moment to laugh at your surprise. Then as he brings you back up, he places a soft hand under your chin tilting your head up and slowly leaning in to kiss you softly.
Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was being suddenly tipped over, but it was the sweetest, most butterfly-in-the stomach kiss you’d ever shared and it made your head swim in the best way possible.
As the night ended, you both went to bed late, you both had been too busy having fun listening to the albums you’d surprised him with, and the time spent together to care. Now in bed you both cuddled up together and before you fell asleep he pulled you closer to his chest, as he thanked you for the surprise all you could do was look up at him and tell him the same. Engulfed in his arms he rested his head on top of yours.
“I love you, y/n” he hummed into your hair
“I love you too, j” you replied wholeheartedly
Last thing you remember is him carefully adjusting himself to place a kiss on your forehead and then your lips before sighing contently and falling asleep together in his arms.
#anon#jerma985 x reader#jerma x reader#jerma985 x you#jerma x you#jerma985 x y/n#jerma x y/n#jerma#jerma arc#archive#THERE I DID IT I DID THE THING#this is literally all his fault sorry catb tumblr I love you sm lmfao#OFF TO EAT COLD PIZZA AND PASS OUT#<3
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Huge thanks again to @hthrrloooo for responding to my desperate ask the other day. I wish I’d had the energy to actually make it that day, but I finally did yesterday, totally forgetting that it also needs to be chilled overnight to separate the fat.
I’m just back from the most aggravating dog walk ever, hangry, wiped out, and all snotty again from the cold air, and am sipping a mug of this pure medicine with minced fresh cilantro and I can feel it working on my battered immune system. I was too lazy to slice the chili pepper but gave the mug a dash of Aleppo pepper flakes
Here’s hoping it helps with my shitty attitude, too. I think next weekend I will do a big stockpot full of this and freeze containers to have on hand for whatever next garbage germ invades my worn out system. My ears are still completely fucked with constant tinnitus and feeling like they’re full of water. Methinks a bath and maybe some Mullein-Garlic Oil drops at bedtime. I really want a hot toddy but that’s a slippery slope I know I shouldn’t climb.
#nytcooking#nigella lawson#head cold#home remedies#i want pizza#and cake#and for someone to play with my hair and tell me all the things they love about knowing me#is that too much to ask
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Guys i freaking LOVE james he’s my favourite character of all time guys.
I LOVE THIS FLAVOUR OF JAMES WHERE HE GETS OVER HIS ISSUES!! YOUR PARENTS MAY NOT LOVE YOU BUT SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE DO!!
#I LOVE JAMES GRIFFIN#they’ll go home after clubbing and talk for hours over cold pizza and convenience store chocolate#they’ll forget to change out of their clubbing clothes#then they’ll fall asleep in eachothers arms#voltron#voltron legendary defender#jaith#james griffin#james voltron#keith kogane#keith voltron#shipping#ship headcanons#headcanon#hurt/comfort#bittersweet#voltron au#alternate universe#2000s au#college au#au
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today just keeps on giving
i am WINNING
#andro talks#i love this stupid game#my pizza has gone cold watching the devstream#ive just been cheering the whole time
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being my bf means im gonna ask ur opinions on the most random things just bc i think knowing niche knowledge abt each other makes us closer
#like cold pizza. i like cold pizza!!#but only like. night of buying it. after that its not as good cold. yknow.#idk i love knowing little things abt my bf its cute to me#tell me all ur little opinions and stupid food combos and fun facts abt u. i wanna know everything.#mlm#mlm yearning#mlm post#mlm love#gay mlm#trans mlm#t4t#mlm blog#mlm thoughts#t4t yearning#sfw
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the goddamn toast water post just made me utter "history is fucking real" in the most solemn and serious tone of voice, out loud, to myself, in the goddamn bathtub
#life is ridiculous and I'm its biggest clown#in my defense it's not even 9 am and I woke up at 6 for some reason (the reason prob being that I start work at 6 atm)#so I chose (violence) reading Stray Gods fic in bed for a few hours followed by the need to just vibe in the bathtub#I've only just had my coffee and a slice of cold pizza leftover from yesterday and it's such a uni-days thing to do#I've kinda missed it. tho I wasn't drinking coffee back then (how the fuck did I survive mornings without it??)#anyway. feeling very soft and tender abt my past self today. I miss her even if she was just as much of a mess. in different ways#the kind of mess who would openly flirt with some strange dude she didn't really know over the phone#the kind of mess who moved across the country just for a chance at trying with sb she liked who really never wanted to date her#the kind of mess who's always fallen for her best friends and who'll likely never stop#the kind of mess who feel so damn hard for a woman 15 yrs older than her just bc she was kind and sweet and a mess herself#the kind of mess who moved in with a friend she was solidly in love with for a bit who had her boyfriend over most nights#just.. it's not all about those feelings but they're decidedly a big part of why I've ever done anything#and I will prob always miss the friend who'd lie on the train platform with me just giggling into the night as ppl walked past#her head on my stomach and me just feeling so high it felt like I'd never stop floating (just for a while though)#I guess what I'm trying to get at here is that Mi miss just letting my feelings take me places even at the risk of losing it all#I'm so much more hesitant and guarded now. and sure part of it is being medicated for my bipolar. it's good that I don't call strangers#and almost invited them over. or that I no longer walk barefoot through the city at night by myself (usually)#but I do miss just idk. intimacy I guess. and how easily it used to come to me to just try and be open abt wanting it I guess#oh well. best be getting out of the bathtub. it's not a good place to be with these thoughts. and it's too early for this anyway#a day in the life of..
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got my ass beat at jiu jitsu, cried about it because i have a perfectionist complex then came home and ate pizza. so leonardo core of me
#uh also think i got myself a mild concussion because my stupid ass did NOT break fall and my head bounced off the floor#so that is great. love that for me#also love when i just. forget any and all moves during rolling and i freeze up and my partner just straight up kills me#🤩🤩🤩#also the pizza was cold and yucky why does god hate me the most
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i just ate some melon and it was so fucking great guys
first bite, a mouth full of sweetness. i tear into the rest over the sink like some kind of starved animal, juice dripping over my chin
pure flavour explodes on my tongue, I'm devouring it like my life depends on it, i don't know if I'm biting or just straight up drinking it
my sister looks at me. i look at her and stop for just a second, whale eyes like a dog caught sinking its fangs on Christmas' dinner
she asks if i can cut some of it for my nephew
why yes, I'll share this piece of summer in unholy communion with him
anyways yeah it's a pretty good melon
#also i did the less poetic more starved wet rat version with a pizza out of the oven yesterday and i burnt my mouths roof#the melon was very cold and nice in comparison#ramblings#god do i love a good melon
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#Little Vinny's#Little Vincent's#:Little V's#Lake Ronkonkoma#Ronkonkoma#LI#Long Island#New York#NY#Suffolk#pizza#cold cheese slice#I love pizza#pizza rocks#pizza rules#za#za perfection#foodporn#food porn#that's so cheezy!
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i have risen from my slumber now i am stuffing my face with pizza
YOOO PIZZA !!
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