#it’s a hersheys chocolate mug

[disappointingcabbage]

This is why I collect unique/funky mugs. I know which ones are missing from the cabinet. Also they look cool.

living with ADHD is being stuck in a Matrix of your own making, and forgetting you made it

[gnometa233]

Also now that my beloved mutual @redactedbutch reached his urgent goal, here is

Nomi's banger Hot Chocolate

INGREDIENTS:

1 cup of milk

2 tablespoons of cocoa powder

2 tablespoons dark brown sugar

1 and a half tablespoon of cornstarch (optional)

Pinch of salt

Drop of vanilla

Measure out your cup of milk and pour it into your mug. Pour some of that milk into a small bowl.

In the small bowl add your cornstarch and mix well. You MUST NOT SKIP THIS STEP unless you want cornstarch clumps in your hot chcoolate

Put the rest of the milk in a small saucepan. Add the rest of your ingredients to said saucepan. Turn saucepan on medium heat and stir until no clumps form. Keep stirring so you don't get burnt cocoa powder on the bottom of the pan

Once it starts smoking, add your cornstarch slurry and STIR!!!! It'll look like nothing is happening, but eventually you will get a slightly thicker hot chocolate. Once heated to your liking, turn the heat off and pour into your mug of choice.

Now you can stop there, but every hot chocolate needs a whipped cream. This does work better if you use a darker cocoa powder (hershey's special dark is great), but regular is still fine.

1/4th cup of heavy whipping cream

1 TEASPOON (not tablespool) of Powdered sugar

Salt and HONEY to taste.

Pour your heavy whipping cream into a bowl and, using a hand mixer or a whisk, beat until soft peaks. Then, add your powdered sugar, salt, and honey and keep beating. That gives you honey Salt whipped cream

Serve this to anyone and they will NEVER do anything to piss you off.

Ivy still needs to get more funds though, so once that goal is reached, I'll post my brownie recipe that was so good my friend told me "if I was not in a committed relationship right now, I would marry you on the spot." After they ate it.

[jungle-angel]

Hey!! Definitely up for the prompt 'let me warm you up' with Fanboy!!

LEA!!!!! You've just given me a gorgeous gem that I shall in turn, gift to you (lol).

"Alright sweetheart, in, in" Mickey urged.

The frigid weather had left you both running from the truck to the house, slamming the door shut as soon as Mickey had crossed the threshold. Dante, Mickey's little black Xolo dog, lifted his head from the warm pile of pillows on the couch, cocking his head to the side before jumping to the floor and rushing to greet the both of you.

"Jeez Dante," Mickey chuckled. "Way to get the door for us."

Dante yipped and ran right back to the couch, but you were an absolute shuddering mess. "Here baby, let me warm you up," he said, guiding you to the couch.

Under the knitted blankets you went with Mickey piling them on you while Dante slipped into your lap and plopped himself in his favorite spot.

"Anything you wanna watch?" he asked.

"Planes, Trains and Automobiles doesn't sound half bad," you answered.

"Done and done."

Mickey pulled up his watchlist and hit play on the movie before heading straight to the kitchen to brew something in the coffee maker. In a few short minutes he was back with two mugs full of dark, steaming liquid that was a little on the thick side.

"Oooh what's this?" you asked.

"My own version of hot chocolate," Mickey answered. "Hazelnut coffee with a melted Hershey bar in it."

You were surprised at how sweet and tasty it was, melting on your tongue and warming it up. "Where'd you get this one from?"

"Mis abuelos," Mickey answered. "My grandfather used to make hot chocolate with cheese it it when I was little."

You laughed a little, taken aback at the surprise, but you loved hearing the story behind it and how it all came back to Mickey's grandparents. "You know," you told him. "I'd love to try it someday."

"You sure?"

"Never to old to start new traditions," you told him before you leaned in for a kiss which Mickey gladly returned.

[beelicious-and-fictitious]

Clinomania

❤ A Valentine's Day Special! ❤

Summary || [Steve Harrington X Female Reader SMUT] Your devoted boyfriend gets creative waking you up on Valentine's day morning. 

Your Boyfriend Steve | 2.5k words | NO BETA/ SELF-EDITED, Swearing, Valentine’s Day Theme, Prompt: “Day One + Steve Harrington + Chocolate,” Established Relationship, Glasses!Steve, Food Play (Hershey’s Kisses Chocolate), Morning Sex, Body Worship, Foot Massage, Breast Humping, Oral Sex (male receiving), Anal Fingering (male receiving), Aftercare. 

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Your friends laughed at you– laughed!– when you bought a new mattress. 

"Don't you sleep at Steve's house most nights?," Jonathan inquired. 

"No, she passes out at her desk because she’s a workaholic," Robin teased. 

"You're wasting money on a bed when you should be saving up for an apartment," Nancy chastised. 

"What you’re really wasting is a perfectly good mattress," said Eddie, but he stopped grumbling the second you told him he could have your old one. 

"I think you just keep doing you, girl," Argyle added from over the phone and then proceeded to describe how he was holding both of his thumbs up. 

But you picked one from a top rated brand and jumped on the bed until the stiff springs softened. Tonight, you fall into your clean sheets and pillows and comforter in silky sleep clothes after a nice shower and you sleep like a happy little rock. 

Early in the pre-dawn morning, some muffled sounds pull your head up from the warm recess of the sleep pool. Your eyes flutter open to find someone sneaking quietly into your bedroom. You would recognize the silhouette of that luscious hair anywhere and grunt because you're not fully awake. 

You see Steve turn his head towards you in surprise. He shushes you gently and whispers, "sorry. Go back to sleep, sweetheart." 

You expected him to join you in bed but are disappointed to see his form retreating after a kiss on the forehead. It almost feels like a dream as sleep pulls you back under and the next thing you know is sweet dreams fueled by the smell of coconut and papaya. 

You dream of laying on a beach with white sands and turquoise waves. Kids play at the edge of the water, the boombox by your towel plays Blue Oyster Cult softly, and the gentle breeze blows a stray beach ball into your hands. Well, it’s actually a basketball. And a tall, lean man in bright red swim trunks crouches by your side with a flirtatious smile, brushing his pretty brown locks off his forehead and holding out his hand. 

“Sorry about that,” dreamy beach boy Steve said as you shook his hand, “gee, you’re awfully gorgeous, aren’t you? How’s about I help you with that sunscreen, doll?” 

You manage to undo the strings of your bikini top before quickly realizing that you must be dreaming. And as always, the dream slips away into memory and you open your eyes and return to your quaint, quiet bedroom which has become lightly sun filled. 

A handsome face appears above you with his wire frame glasses sliding down to the end of his aquiline nose. “Good morning, valentine.” 

“Hey Baywatch,” you mumble sleepily. 

“What,” he chuckles and adjusts his glasses. "Sleep well?" 

You moan. "So good, baby. Maybe… maybe too good…" 

"How's that?" You can't see him anymore now that he's slipped from your view and you can't turn your head. 

"I'm too comfortable, Steve," you almost sound like you're whining. "I can't get up. I can't move." 

Steve comes back into view. "Need a doctor?" 

You try to command yourself to shake your head but nothing happens. Growing slightly concerned, Steve drops a hand on your hip and his thumb absentmindedly circles your skin. It feels good too, not enough to free you from the bed's clutches. 

"Think… you just need to help me get my blood flowing," you finally said, and watched his gentle brown eyes turn hungry. 

"I can do that." 

Steve sets what sounds like a ceramic mug on your nightstand and picks something else up, then shuffles to the end of the bed before mounting it. You feel his knee bump your foot and realize you must have forgotten to use your blankets last night. 

"I was going to save this for after dinner tonight," you hear Steve start to say, "but I guess we'll be doing your presents backwards today." 

"What is it?" 

You hear a bottle open and close, then the sound of his big hands rubbing against each other moistly. "Massage oil. Get you nice and warmed up, sweetheart." 

Steve starts in at your feet, the oil warmed by his hands and easing the friction of movement. Your eyes roll back into your head at the firm pressure of his thumb making circular motions into your arch. And your boyfriend takes his time with you, not overworking nor neglecting certain muscles– just the goldilocks of massaging. He works up to your mid calf before setting your foot down to the side and switching legs. 

The silk fabric of your pants is unfortunately getting stained as he pushes it up your leg, but you can't bring yourself to mind at all as you feel him part your legs and scoot closer and closer to your core. Your blood is circulating at optimal capacity and you've never been so relaxed and yet so worked up before. 

Steve's head comes into view and he looks down at you with a fond smile, stripping your pants off completely and beginning work with his hands on the meat of your thigh. You whimper involuntarily and it only makes his smile widen. 

"Hi baby," he teases you. "How are we feeling?" 

This time, you moan appreciatively. "So good, Steve. Need you…" 

He raises an inquisitive eyebrow. "Need me to what, sweetheart?" 

Of course he is going to make you say it. Despite being close enough to your core to know how wet you were, able to see your nipples peaked under your shirt and the sweat on your neck. The back of his hand is centimeters from brushing your mound and yet he still wants you to say it. 

Stubbornly, you flatten your mouth and turn your head aside, pretending to fall back to sleep. He chuckles at your obstinance and drops a kiss on the exposed part of your neck before climbing off the bed entirely. In a panic, you whip your head around to find him and whine pathetically. 

"Where are you going?!" 

"Nowhere," he laughs, "I'm gonna wash my hands and grab something, calm down!" 

Feeling more awake, you manage to shuffle your legs into a more comfortable position and slide your arms in to start unbuttoning your shirt. Steve comes back with a box of chocolates. He takes a few into his big hand and sets the box on your nightstand where you realize there are also a few candles that hadn't been there before with black wicks and curling smoke. Steve unraps the foil from each of the chocolates and offers one to you, which you gladly open your mouth for and intentionally lick his fingers as you take it. It isn't long before he gets back in bed, but this time he straddles your hips. You glance at the comfy lounge pants on his hips and the bulge resting on your pelvis. 

“What’s that for?” You’re not too excited about food in your new bed but Steve shushes you and asks you to trust him, which you do. Then he pushes open your shirt and admires your bare chest. 

"Oh baby, for me?," he asks as if your naked breasts are a gift (and to him, they are). "You shouldn't have… but boy am I'm glad you did." 

His silly mood dials back as he begins to strategically place the little chocolates on your belly, making a trail between the valley of your breasts, mounting two next to your nipples, and placing one pointed top down in your naval. You roll your eyes but let him play, not quite getting the joke until he leans down and takes the first one, replacing it with his wet lips. 

"A kiss for a kiss," he says as he leans back with a goofy smile and chews. He takes another, inching up slowly.

"You're going to get sick from eating all that chocolate," you say lazily.

"They're minis," he shrugs and upon collection of the next Hersey's kiss, he leaves a sticky wet spot with his tongue. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I won’t leave you hanging.” 

Steve takes a chocolate from your boob and after making sure that it’s evenly melted in his mouth, he licks a stripe over your budding nipple, painting over it. The shock of hot and cold as the chocolate quickly cools has you shivering, and he repeats this action on the other side, then spends a good few minutes sucking it back up and cleaning them. 

The slick is beginning to pool inside your underwear, now having nowhere to go. And when you wiggle your hips, Steve’s stiff cock bumps the lowest part of your belly and leaves a sticky spot where pre-cum has soaked through his clothes. 

“Steve, Steve,” you whine and wiggle needily beneath him. “Please, baby, please.” 

You are moments away from full on crying, incoherent with your blooming desire but trying not to hurry him into anything. You suspect that Steve is just as down bad as you are, though he has patience galore when it comes to worshiping your body, much to your elation and sometimes dismay. 

And for once, or maybe because he can’t wait anymore either, Steve sits up and tugs his shirt over his head, the collar of his shirt accidentally pick up some of the chocolate staining his chin. The hem brushes his happy trail, revealing his freckled skin and hairy chest like a present being unwrapped. His glasses almost fall off, but he rights them once his left hand is free and tosses the shirt to the end of the bed. He’s panting now, same as you, his right hand gliding over his stomach to the waistband of his jeans and undoing his belt. 

Your mouth salivates as Steve pushes his jeans aside and the only barrier left between him and the world is Calvin Klein. Your boyfriend has always been good to you, and you can always ask him for anything you want. Impatience overwhelms you and you stop him just as his thumb catches on the waist band of his underwear. 

You crook a finger at him, then place your hands on his butt and pull, beckoning him to sit higher on your body. Away from your needy sex. He looks confused but he follows your direction, asking what you are doing until his voice trails off and he watches you smear melted chocolate from one breast to the other and lick the remains off your hands. 

The way he whispers your name makes you feel powerful. You take up his heavy cock in your hands and stroke him slowly, bringing him to full hardness and coating his shaft in chocolate. 

It's a mess in the making but you are too drunk on lust to stop. 

"Come here," you coax him to scoot just an inch closer, then settle his cock between your breasts and squeeze, forming a channel around his member and staring up at him. 

Steve could just about faint. He braces himself on his thighs and pulls his hips back and thrusts, feeling his cock slide through sticky chocolate and gathering sweat. On the second test thrust, you stick your tongue out and catch the tip which coats the appendage in pre-cum. 

"F-fuck," Steve gasps. 

Was fucking your tits the filthiest thing you two have ever done with each other? The chocolate does bring it to a close second, but no. It’s never something Steve has asked for, or mentioned being interested in, yet still some instinct inside of you drove you to it and made you feel like this was the action that would satisfy your desire to make him feel good. Pleasing you pleases him, which pleases you, and on and on in a delicate dance of kissing and rutting and caressing that makes you feel boneless and loved. 

Steve whimpers and pets his hair back only for it to flop back into his eyes. The strands are becoming damp and sticking to his forehead. You know he needs more, he always makes those sounds when he needs more to finish. So you walk your fingers around his hip and squeeze his ass, parting his cheeks as his hips stutter and his thrusts become not faster but stronger, rougher. It takes no brain cells for him to take up the task of sandwiching your boobs back over his cock for more friction– but not until after he dribbles spit on your skin to lube it up. 

Steve nods his head before you can even ask permission– he wants it– so you go ahead and slide one finger into his hole, slow and careful so as not to cause him discomfort. And Steve moans, the loudest he’s been all morning. 

“Baby…” Sweat drops from the point of his nose and he keens. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come…” 

He almost topples over when you suddenly shove him further up your chest, pulling his cock past your breasts until you can lift your head up and wrap your lips around his tip and suck. His whole body jerks unexpectedly, eyes rolling back into his head and his glasses falling off completely without him noticing. You set them aside as far as you can and push him forward again, trying to use your body to tell him what you wanted from him since your mouth was full. 

“Okay, okay…” Steve mutters as he repositions himself and begins thrusting shallowly into your mouth. 

He growls upon feeling you moan with praise, the vibrations pressing right against the sensitive underside of his tip thanks to your playful tongue. You take him further, further, his cock inches deeper until it’s about halfway and then he jerks back just in time for the first rope to paint your chin. 

Shaking and high, Steve watches through his lashes as you greedily suck and swallow his load, his whole cock pink from use beneath the mixture of chocolate and spit. You release his cock with a pop and lick the come off of your chin as best you can, then smile like a cat with creme. Adrenaline drains from his body and he feels like you did when you woke up, relaxed and tingling all over his body. He rolls to the side almost tumbling onto the floor as your bed is unexpectedly narrow compared to his and he waddles off to provide clean-up.

He does yelp when your finger pops out of his ass, not realizing you hadn’t removed it until he stepped away from the bed and his noise makes you laugh so hard your sides hurt. 

“Jesus Christ, sweetheart,” he says as he returns to wipe you down with a warm, clean washcloth. “Valentine’s Day is supposed to be about you, not blowing me!” 

“Valentine’s Day is about us,” you correct him mirthfully. “And I’ll do whatever I want with your body if you let me.” 

He chuckles and sighs, slipping into your bed and curling his arm under your shoulders until you are strewn out on his chest. His heart beats steady in his chest and is already lulling you back into the clutches of sleep. But Steve has one more thing to say before you drift off. 

“Just give me a few minutes of rest, okay? And then I’m going to spend the rest of the night until dinner– when I am taking you to Enzo’s by the way– making you feel so fucking good, you will never be able to masturbate again.”

"Promises, promises," you purr with contentment.

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[tanktopgallavich]

🌟weekly game wednesday🌟

thank you to @deedala for the tag! 🥰

💟Name: ri 💜

#️⃣Age: ancient

🗺️Location: siri, play "boston" by augustana

🧥Do you own a robe? Describe it. yes, it goes with me everywhere in the winter months! it's purple and very fluffy!

☕️Do you have a favorite mug? Describe it. i have two. one is a huge one from a special trip to hershey park, pa and the other one has the characters from the nightmare before christmas on it.

🧣Do you have a favorite blanket? Describe it. it's a dark blue, fleece and has cartoon pictures of owls on it.

🍵Coffee or Tea? depends on the time of day. i love both equally ☺↳🔥🧊Hot or Cold? for coffee, always hot (i hate iced coffee!) for tea, i'd prefer hot, but iced tea is so good in the summers

🧦Fuzzy socks or Wool socks? colorful fuzzy socks with pretty designs

🧤Gloves or Mittens? gloves, i need to be able to move my fingers

🔥Fireplace or Campfire? i'll say campfire because i have a bunch of good memories hanging out around them, but i hate how the smell lingers in my hair afterwards.

🌞🌜Sun or Moon? moon

🍬Chocolate candy or Sugar candy? always chocolate

🥐Sweet Pastry or Savory Pastry? sweet pastry 😋

🎃Peppermint or Pumpkin Spice? PEPPERMINT EVERYTHING (though i do love me some pumpkin spice in october)

🛏️Go to bed early or Wake up early? wake up early because i feel so good about myself and productive

🥣Cold cereal in milk or Hot oatmeal? oatmeal

🍞Potatoes or Bread? potatoes in almost any way, shape or form 🥔

And Finally... 🚬Gallagher or Milkovich? milkovich 🖤

tagging: @juliakayyy, @francesrose3, @ian-galagher, @metalheadmickey, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @heymrspatel, @michellemisfit, @mmmichyyy, @gallawitchxx, @gardenerian, @crossmydna, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @vintagelacerosette, @thisdivorce, @too-schoolforcool, @lingy910y, @metalheadmickey, @transmickey, @suzy-queued and @such-a-barbarian

[popentertainmentconcertreviews]

Big Time Rush – Hersheypark Stadium – Hershey, PA – July 2, 2023

In the words of Big Time Rush, “The city is ours.”

This absolutely rang true at Hersheypark Stadium last weekend, as the group took over Hershey, Pennsylvania. The foursome – including Kendall Schmidt, Logan Henderson, Carlos Pena-Vega, and James Maslow – made an appearance in the chocolate capital of the country on their “Can’t Get Enough” Tour. “

Rushers” were excited to see their favorite band back in action after their split in 2014. The group got back together in 2021 and then went on a reunion tour, releasing several hit singles including “Not Giving You Up,” “Call It Like I See It,” “Fall,” and more. 

For years, fans had been unsure of when they would hear more new music or see the squad again, and the guys of Big Time Rush had good news in store. They released their newest album Another Life in June 2023, and kicked off a supporting tour of the album later that month. 

We were lucky enough to attend a stop on the tour and had the time of our lives. 

Accompanying Big Time Rush on the tour were JAX and MAX, two incredibly talented performers, whose names rhyme, coincidentally! The first of the three performers of the night was viral sensation JAX (Jaclyn Cole Miskanic) who literally took the stage by storm. We’ve been covering JAX for years, so it was an amazing experience to see her perform in a stadium.

She kicked off her set with “90s Kids” followed by “Cinderella Snapped,” and a cover of Wheatus’ “Teenage Dirtbag.” Among other hits, she closed out her performance with everyone’s favorite “Victoria’s Secret” while coming down from the stage to the barricade to sing with fans. This was a performance we’ll never forget.

Up next was Max Schneider, more commonly known as MAX. He got his start on Nickelodeon on the TV series How To Rock, followed by a starring role in the network’s movie Rags. Since then, MAX has gone on to tour with Victoria Justice, Fall Out Boy, Wiz Khalifa, and now Big Time Rush.

The singer started his set with a bang, singing smash hit “Love Me Less” followed by an electric performance of a mashup of “Holla” and a cover of Snoop Dogg’s “Drop It Like It’s Hot.” We’re not kidding when we say that everyone in Hersheypark Stadium was on their feet! MAX then went on to play “Someday,” “Lights Down Low,” “Mug Shot,” and more. Once MAX left the stage, fans knew it was time to see their favorite band. 

The next thing we knew, the lights went down, and the silhouettes of four familiar figures were highlighted on stage. They stood silent for a few moments, as the crowd was anything but that. The first few notes of “Can’t Get Enough” blasted over the speakers, filling the stadium, as did the screams of hundreds of fans. Big Time Rush was officially in the house!

They then played “Elevate,” “Song for You,” and more crowd-pleasing tracks. Kendall, James, Logan, and Carlos are all such talented performers. They not only hit every single note in every single song, but they make sure each member of the audience feels seen and appreciated. Their fan interactions while performing were so special to see. 

Next was the acoustic set, where the guys played “All Over Again,” early-career hit “Any Kind of Guy,” followed by “Ask You Tonight” from their most recent album. After the intimate acoustic section, it was time to start dancing again. The rest of their set was nothing less than electric. The group played hits new and old, including “Love Me Love Me,” “Paralyzed,” “Nothing Even Matters,” and “Worldwide.”

“Worldwide” is everyone’s favorite section of the show because the guys each select a lucky fan to sit on stage with them as they perform. Every fan’s reaction to getting selected is drastically different – from being extremely shy, to crying for the entirety of the song, to taking over the song themself and putting on a performance. This is a special thing that the guys have done since they began performing this song, and we hope they continue the tradition. 

After an incredible lineup of tracks including “Famous,” “Confetti Falling,” and, of course, “Big Time Rush,” it was time for the finale. The guys returned to the stage to sing “Windows Down” – where they walked through the entire stadium greeting fans – “Boyfriend,” and finally fan favorite “Til I Forget About You.”

We’ve covered Big Time Rush numerous times over the years, but this tour was by far our favorite. If you get the chance to attend the Can’t Get Enough Tour, do it! You’ll have a night you won’t forget.

Kayla Marra

Copyright ©2023 PopEntertainment.com. All rights reserved. Posted: July 4, 2023.

Photos by Kaylee Marie © 2023. All rights reserved.

[miammey]

Here’s some more

Jouno steals a lot of Tecchou’s hoodies and shirts and even sweat pants, and will wear them around the apartment when he’s not home, and then when Tecchou caught him, because he came home early, he found it so adorable and Jouno was so embarrassed ☺️ 🥰

Whenever there is thunderstorm, Tecchou has a pair of headphones and blankets and pillows set up on the couchor on their bed, and he and Jouno will either watch a movie on his laptop or listen to audio books or animal documentaries

The only drink/food combination of Tecchou’s that Jouno like was triple hot chocolate (I make this all the time, basically I make mug of instant hot chocolate, and then I take a couple of small Hersheys bars cut them and put them in little at a time before stirring and repeating the pattern, and once it’s all melted, I pour in some chocolate syrup) As for the food, it’s a chocolate stuffed chocolate chip cookies (basically fresh out of the oven cookies, putting a price of Hershey in the an lay another cookie on top, so that when they cool of, they’ll in a way fuse

Oooohhh yes!!!

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

Hey Lem ✨ Time for Gallavich wedding headcanons: 1. Besides edible boxers from Carl and the honeymoon Car from Liam, what wedding gifts do they get? 2. What flavor was their wedding cake? 3. How the fuck do they have 120 guests at the wedding? Who are they inviting? (only to claim they have no friends a season later?) 4. Why did Ian say Mickey and not Mikhailo? 5. What's one thing in the wedding that way important to Ian? (Chiavari chairs level important)

@gallavich-headcanon I'm Finally getting around to these.

Fiona sent them some money, she didn't have enough to send plane tickets to visit her in Florida, but she promised that by the time they were off parole they'd be able to come down and they'd all go to Disney. Mickey is excited to get Ian to a beach finally after him missing out in Mexico. Lip got them a huge ass box of pizza rolls from Costco, a case of beer (that Tami went to buy and wrap so Lip wouldn't have to look at it) and a movie pack of action movies from the 80s. Mickey won't admit that he likes the movies but he does. Debbie gets them

this shirt, as well as a book on the five love languages and a 5000 piece puzzle to help their relationship stay strong. She read it somewhere online that couples who do puzzles together stay together. Franny picked out some coffee cups for them at the store, because they like coffee and the birds on it were pretty. but it's one of those mugs

a d she fills one with mini snickers for uncle mickey and one with mini hershey bars for uncle Ian. Frank had snagged a fancy bottle of whiskey from the house in glencoe before he left and gave them that. Mandy sent them some money and a couple bus tickets to see her in Wisconsin, she moved there with a nice guy she met through the escort agency and now she doesn't have to work. Sandy got them a giftcard to the sex shop and a costco size bottle of lube Iggy+Colin dropped off matching handguns and a nice bottle of wine.

2. Wedding cake flavor was Velvet Valley with cream cheese buttercream frosting. AKA red velvet without the red dye, except for the top tier which was chocolate. They saved two slices of it to freeze, but ate the rest of the chocolate part.

3. God I wondered that too. I think a majority of them are Ian's gay jesus "friends" and Trevor's LGBTQ youth kids that Ian had helped a bit, they heard about the wedding through the pastor because she's the local gay wedding pastor and she talks about each couple she marries at church whether or not they attend and they figure out it was Ian and they kind of invite themselves after seeing Ian and being like "Oh it's so great you're getting married, we would love to meet your new husband!" and Ian's like "Oh yeah you should" and they're like "Great when's the wedding?" and Ian's like "oh... it's this day." And they're like "Awesome we'll be there. By the time Ian realizes that they intend to come he'll feel like a dick for uninviting them. Mickey invites some family that he thinks won't try to murder him, as well as people that he "works for" like the laundromat guy who he kind of bullies into going so they get some good gifts.

4. Ian always called him Mick or Mickey, Mikhailo probably sounded weird on his tongue. Mickey used Mikhailo because he was giving all of himself to Ian.

5. THE MUSIC Ian was Chiavari chair level for the MUSIC, he's the one who picked Ella Fitzgerald and Ed Sheeran to sing about how much he loves his fucking husband, All the sappiest most romantic music possible just to express how much he adores him.

[byz-was-here]

Hot Cocoa mix- byz edition

1 part cocoa powder (Id go with dutch processed, ((that's the hersheys extra dark)), it makes it Less bitter.)

1 part sweetener (sugar or other sucrose substitute of preference)

pinch of salt (not optional)

dash of instant espresso powder (not optional)

a smidge of Vanilla powder (optional if you can't find it. add a dash of vanilla extract when making the drink instead)

Cayenne Pepper to taste (optional. I like my chocolate hot but you do you.)

Put in a sealed container and shake vigorously until combined.

For best results:

Add 2-3 heaping spoonfuls of mix to favorite mug.

Add a splash of milk (or water if lactose has it out for you personally) and mix vigorously with a fork or comically tiny whisk (if available) until you have something resembling crude oil in the bottom of your mug.

Add piping hot water (or milk if lactose doesn't have it out for you) and fill the mug the rest of the way

Stir vigorously. Contents May get frothy.

Remove fork/comically tiny whisk, and enjoy the flood of theobromine arriving to make your day a lil bit better

[lowpolylobotomy]

hi there charly !!!! how are ya? it's question time <3

what is your current favorite snack? what is a favorite snack that you used to eat a lot but don’t anymore? do you know what caused the change (if so, what?) do you have any snacks that you love but can’t get often/at all anymore, for one reason or another?

hi hi hi !!! i’m good thank u gi !!! 💗💗💗

OK so bc of the tism i have a exceedingly funky relationship with food and because of this plain tomato soup in a mug is my new best friend . it’s like you get the nutrition of eating a meal but it doesnt click the weird part pf my brain that hates to eat. yah !!!!

in terms of former snacks i liked ,,, i can’t eat cake in general anymore �� bc i have done the nutritional equivalent of punching myself in the stomach over and over for a long time so now it is so fragile please sir no more so if things are big and sugary i die on my ass 🪦

ok ok i LOOVE hershey chocolate and chips ahoy but because i am British 🇬🇧 they r a pain in the ass to get here💔i used to have a gf in america who i visited every couple months and i’d pilfer them then but i do not anymore and travelling is Exhausting so i stuck cadbury in my mouth and weep

THANK U for the scheduled askbox invasion i enjoy it very much 💕💞💞💕💞

[springfallendeer]

Hot Chocolate Recipe (Indulgent)

ALRIGHT. LISTEN UP.

WITH IT GETTING COLDER OUT, AND SOME PEOPLE BEING IN AREAS THAT ARE GONNA GET SO COLD ITS SCARY

HERE’S A LITTLE COMFORT RECIPE I LIKE TO USE WHENEVER I WANT A GOOD HOT CHOCOLATE

You’re gonna need: - Milk (I prefer whole), about a cup. - Chocolate. Any kind. I use Hershey’s chocolate. For a tame recipe, I recommend about 1.5 ounces of chocolate per 1 cup milk. Fuck that. I use the whole bar. Diabeetus. - Ice cream (Any flavor, as long as you think it goes well with chocolate.) + a preferred ice cream scooping tool - A mug (duh) - A saucepan and a whisk (sorry babes. Put on the big boy pants cause we’re using the stove)

PREP TIME

Get everything out and/or measured. You’ll want your ice cream on the counter and the spoon near it. If your ice cream is hard, microwave it for a little bit just to soften it enough to scoop. But don’t melt it! You want it cold.

Take the pan. Put it on the burner. Put it on low heat.

Take your chocolate. Break it apart. Throw the chocolate in the pan. Use your whisk to move that chocolate around so it won’t burn as it melts.

Once your chocolate is good and melted, pour in the milk. Start mixing until things start to come together. Increase heat to medium-low. Keep mixing. Keep on mixing until everything is a uniform color. Then mix more until you bring your milk to a very low simmer (Do not boil!).

Turn off the burner.

Get your mug. Get your ice cream scoop. Put 2-3 nice scoops of ice cream in that mug.

Take your freshly made hot chocolate. Pour that shit into the mug. Mix.

Your hot chocolate is now cooled down enough to immediately drink and will have a nice smooth texture. The more chocolate/ice cream you use, the richer the flavor.

I don’t make hot chocolate often. But when I do, I treat myself. So y’all should treat yourselves too because the cold weather is a bitch and sometimes a nice mug of hot chocolate makes things a little better.

BONUS:

You can also make a coffee version of this! Just substitute about 1/2 of the milk with fresh coffee (a bit stronger than usual, its gonna get diluted) and do the rest as usual. Bring it all to a nice simmer and pour over the ice cream. Used to do that for my mum.

[ontheveldt]

hey, i hope you're having a nice day~ I am re-reading your bsd fics and i looove them.... here's a q if you're feeling up for it for fun! If soukoku was a chocolate flavour, what flavour(s) would you assign it? (if more than one!)

have you ever had pomegranate molasses?

most people haven't, if you're not from a culture that uses it regularly. it's okay, it's easy to make.

take pomegranate juice. no, more than that. a liter, or maybe half a gallon, depending on how much you want in the end. it will be expensive. pomegranate juice is the type of red that looks black when contained in a bottle or pan, but take some in a spoon or dip your finger in, and it is the vibrant red of arterial spray. your fingers will stay red for days.

boil the juice. it will look like boiling blood. add a pinch of salt, and squeeze a lemon over it - halfheartedly, mind you, you want just a spoonful or so. some people add sugar - half a cup per 4 cups of juice, some don't. I don't. there are enough sweet things in the world.

as soon as it boils, lower the flame so it simmers. simmer it until it screams, until it's a quarter the volume of whatever you started with. dip a spoon in - you should be able to draw a line through the syrup on the back of it.

it's now a rich, deep reddish-brown color. the color of blood after it's dried, where it's trying to scab over and keep the rest sealed into the wound. it will be tart, so tart it dries your mouth out if you swallow too much of it. if balsamic vinegar and cranberries and grapes dipped in lemon juice had an orgy, pomegranate molasses is what's left on the sheets at the end of it.

take chocolate, something good. not too dark, it will be overwhelming - here is where you need that sweetness. spread a thin layer of the pomegranate molasses on top of the chocolate. a sweet-tart scab, the the color of what's hidden under bandages, of Corruption twisting around pale skin.

this is the taste of soukoku.

(a local chocolatier used to make pomegranate molasses truffles and I would give a limb to be able to replicate them)

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odazai is simpler, but not easier.

odazai is the hot cocoa your mother made when you were little. when she had time, before her job took her away from thinking of winter as fun. you would come in from outside, cheeks red and hair frosted with snow, and there would be a steaming pot on the stove.

(for each serving, take one large spoonful of unsweetened cocoa powder from the old yellow Hershey's tin that belonged to your grandmother. every spoonful of cocoa gets double that amount of sugar. a pinch of salt, a dash of vanilla. add more or less of it all until it tastes like childhood)

pour it into a mug, something big and insulated enough to not burn your hands but still warm them up from the snow. take a sip to taste, then use it to down your pills.

let them kick in. let the memories of the bar kitchen fade, until it's just you alone in your apartment. the hot cocoa isn't quite as flavorful as you remember it being, when you were young and everything was golden-hued and perfect. you still make it sometimes, just to remember.

it's still rich creamy chocolate on your tongue, burning your throat as you drink it too fast so it warms you from the inside out. there's a slight chalky aftertaste from the tablets but it goes away as you take another sip in your empty, empty home and you relax into the memories again.

[lavenderfairycow]

1. coffee mugs

2. chocolate bars

3. bubblegum

4. i was homeschooled

5. soda bottles

6. kinda preppy i guess?

7. earbuds even though i prefer headphones because i always break them and earbuds are cheaper

8. tv shows

9. the relief of rain within the drought

10. never took p.e. because dance counted in its place

11. bagel and fruit

12. right now it is called "audition anxiety? i don't think i know her."

13. lanyard

14. fruit snacks or anything mango

15. to kill a mockingbird

16. crossed legs

17. converse

18. foggy with light rain

19. all over the place, i don't have a solid answer for you there

20. my notebook and then i type up anything worth typing up on my laptop

21. emily dickinson

22. sufjan stevens

23. i never have anything to do with the number 3 especially before something important like an audition or an exam because of the curse of 3

24. amethyst

25. yellow by coldplay

26. think about cold weather

27. go walking in the fog with a hot chai latte and good music

28. hoax by taylor swift, to be alone with you by sufjan stevens, demi moore by phoebe bridgers, outta my head by m ward, should have known better by sufjan stevens.

29. making shared playlists

30. the paradise theater, my grandfather's house in centralia, washington, the side stage curtain in dublin where our lips nearly collided, but i hesitated.

31. spiderweb tights, black (faux) leather skirt, and black corset.

32. girl i barely remember vine 😂

33. you've got to be fucking kidding me

34. grammarly

35. 12-2 am

36. something about aquarius probably

37. suitcase

38. tea

39. lemon meringue without the pie

40. im an online student

41. my mom

42. pants pockets?

43. jean jacket of course

44. lavender and oat

45. fantasy

46. gray comfy shorts and a sports bra

47. do goldfish count?

48. mango!

49. "your faithless love's the only hoax i believe in" - ts

50. when she and i were fencing at rehearsal and i knocked hard into her so we both collapsed to the ground laughing and smiling at each other, our fingertips nearly touching.

51. i don't have my audition results back yet from friday, it's only sunday but im losing my fucking mind.

52. cambria

53. raw bitten nails, chipped scarlet polish, and they hurt from typing all night

54. i learned how to advocate for myself

55. snow white and rose red

56. my mom and i always make organic pumpkin muffins with a hershey's dark kiss in the middle for the autumnal equinox.

57. losing my home and town to wildfire, first (unrequited) love, academic pressure but it's the opposite because my parents want me to go to community college

58. writing poetry, painting with watercolor, persuasion, natural kindness

59. free gay hugs! free gay hugs!

60. i don't know anime that well

61. "is it better to speak, or to die?" - call me by your name (2017)

62. elio perlman, ellie chu, kate messner, rory gilmore, little dog, jane penderwick, luna lovegood.

63. i don't do clubs

64. pinterest, i lied about my age at seven

65. one on the palm of my hand

67. snowdrops and daylilies, also calla lilies

67. the number 17

68. meat

69. never wash your hair before an exam

70. right

71.triangles

72. math

73. strawberries and hot cocoa

74. 3

75. i don't remember, but i stopped at 13

76. crinkle cut french fries

77. aloe vera or basil

78. coffee from a gas station

79. school id photo

80. a mix of both

81. fireflies

82. pc

83. both!!!!!!

84. podcasts

84. barbie

85. mythology

86. cookies

87. the number 3, also rejection

88. to end up with my first love

89. my mom

90. quitting competition dance freshman year

91. bags

92. fairy lights, with lamps as a close second

93. mel and melly

94. autumn

95. spotify

96. western washington university campus

97. 5

98. shakespearean / elizabethan

weird asks that say a lot

in

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

7. earbuds or headphones?

8. movies or tv shows?

9. favorite smell in the summer?

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

12. name of your favorite playlist?

13. lanyard or key ring?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

18. ideal weather?

19. sleeping position?

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

21. obsession from childhood?

22. role model?

23. strange habits?

24. favorite crystal?

25. first song you remember hearing?

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

28. five songs to describe you?

29. best way to bond with you?

30. places that you find sacred?

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

32. top five favorite vines?

33. most used phrase in your phone?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

35. average time you fall asleep?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

38. lemonade or tea?

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

41. last person you texted?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

47. favorite type of cheese?

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

51. current stresses?

52. favorite font?

53. what is the current state of your hands?

54. what did you learn from your first job?

55. favorite fairy tale?

56. favorite tradition?

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

62. seven characters you relate to?

63. five songs that would play in your club?

64. favorite website from your childhood?

65. any permanent scars?

66. favorite flower(s)?

67. good luck charms?

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

70. left or right handed?

71. least favorite pattern?

72. worst subject?

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

82. pc or console?

83. writing or drawing?

84. podcasts or talk radio?

84. barbie or polly pocket?

85. fairy tales or mythology?

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

88. your greatest wish?

89. who would you put before everyone else?

90. luckiest mistake?

91. boxes or bags?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

93. nicknames?

94. favorite season?

95. favorite app on your phone?

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

98. favorite historical era?

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

October 17th: a sweet surprise

Tonight, I'm looking through our Halloween DVD's to see what movie we want to watch tonight Matthew comes in and tells me he has a surprise for me 

"come with me", he says sweetly as he takes me by the hand, taking me off of the couch "i have a surprise for you now close your eyes" 

i am genuinely curious as to what it is he has planned, i hear the sliding glass door open and the nice cool fall evening air blowing on me 

"Don't worry, I'm not going to let you fall", he tells me softly. "I have you". He has his arms wrapped around my waist as he walks with me, like he's Steering me to where he wants me to go

Matthew walks me outside a little bit before telling me. "Open your eyes honey"

I open my eyes and see a trail of tikis with mosquito repellent after the long trail, I can see a blanket some sticks, a fire in a Halloween basket that I can only assume is containing something fun

"Do you like it?" He asked me with a smile i look at him and say "I love it. What are we going to do here?" 

"Well, I thought that it would be a lot of fun if we made smores it's a nice cool fall night and we've been so busy lately doing stuff for Halloween, decorating the house, going to the candy store, the apple orchard, carving pumpkins, making crafts, going to a haunted house, making pies and cookies i thought that this would be something fun for us to be able to do together and enjoy just the two of us. Just something for you and me i will even skewer your marshmallow for you"

 Matthew takes you by the hand and gently sits me down on the blanket that's on the ground by the fire "i am going to put your marshmallow on the stick now"

I don't think I've ever seen a marshmallow this big in my life. It's almost the size of a pillow

"OK, so now that your marshmallow is on your stick, please allow me to show you everything else that I have here for us tonight. I have Hershey chocolate, honey Maid Graham crackers, and for beverages I have assorted flavors of hot chocolate we have regular hot chocolate, hot chocolate with marshmallows, vanilla hot chocolate, Raspberry hot chocolate, and pumpkin spice hot chocolate"

"Ohh, Matthew, you really think of everything, don't you? I'm going to go with Raspberry hot chocolate."

"OK, Raspberry hot chocolate it is". He opens up the packet of cocoa mix it picks up a tea kettle that is already warm pouring into the Halloween mug that has my name on it and starts stirring the drink together for me

When he hands me the drink, he notices that my marshmallow is perfectly roasted. "OK, that's it. Now pull it out of the fire and let's sandwich between the chocolate and Graham crackers"

Matthew takes the marshmallow stick by sandwiching it between the two gram crackers and the piece of chocolate. 

"Now just pull gently and the marshmallow will come right off the stick he tells me where the smile is. Marshmallow comes off. Now you just put it together be careful not to burn but enjoy, it's gonna be the best s'more you've ever had"

Matthew then made his s'more, and we sat there on the Halloween blanket eating them together. They really were the best s'mores

"do you know why they taste so good?" He asked me

" no. Why?"

" because they were made with love", he told me

And so ends another wonderful October night.

[ficmeouttahere]

left my hersheys bar in the car for 20 min... might just pour it in a mug and have a hot chocolate

[gs-430]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: New Hershey’s Chocolate Huge Jumbo Galerie Christmas Tree Mug 32oz.