#mutals

[vin-at-thehub]

Question for my mutuals:

When you see the blue text, is that how you first identify I made a post, or is it just by my profile-? I was talking to a friend about it, and they said the text was what made it obvious that it’s me, instead of my profile pic or user. Is that true-?

[localratwithcowboyhat]

JON IN A DRESS JON IN A DRESS JON IN A DRESS JON IN A DRESS JON IN A DRESS-

Your wish is my command

[heaven-forbid]

I want new cool friends!!! HMU!!

[lexi-mariee]

i am her , she is me.

[ladystanbury]

Just a small scream because I’m on my way to meet @stars-of-kyber AHHHHHHHHHH! Let’s promenade!!!!!!

[yuco-the-alien116]

Silly silly

@karmatheprowlthra oc Karma is so silly I love em I love em I love em

Thank them for me drawing more noms and bellys that I will post soon

[aesthetixhoe]

I AM MAKING MY OWN ONE OF THESE!

I love doing picrews and I hate when they don't have side parts because, while I am not a Millennial, I have many of their signature looks.

Use THIS link and tag your fav mutuals and authors <3

@dizscreams @wenvierismycomfort @tatesgimpsuitt @xyzstar @mayo-advance @beggingforxavierthorpe @beary-rambles @applesauzze @corpsebasil @cherryniceties @murdrdocs @ethansluvbot @echnated @neo-novaa @waitimcomingtoo @xob1tchs @zavithorpe <3

[pickl-o]

^_^ runs and skadadles

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lookingn for mootiess,,, idk follow and i might follow back

[toulouse-2]

I find it so embarrassing to make friends. Especially online. Like no I’m not stalking you or begging you to be my friend I just think you’re rlly cool and I’m shy 😭

[mishoarts]

I've been thinking about something,

How do you guys visualize me when I talk to you through internet?

Like-,, do you IMAGINE how I look like??

[reminiscentreader]

I wanna try one of these tag games, so go onto Pinterest search up your favourite colour/colours and create a moodboard!

tagging: @herondalesbooklover @saturntonads @hathorneheiress @booksovertherapy @bookish-swiftie13 @bookishswiftie1989 @riddles-n-games @f4iry-bell @judeandcardansimp

Have fun!!!

[heaven-forbid]

Not yet corpses.

Still we rot.

[mermaidbabysbreathe]

me :3

[pinkcherryblossomss]

new acct want some cute mutuals !! 🎀🎀

[nicestgirlonline]

Tell me a little more about Hot to go?

Thank you for asking!! It's one of my fanfic for The Bear, my less angsty and sad one haha. It takes place starting in S1 and the reader is a new front of house cashier. She’s very sweet and bubbly, offsetting the stressful environment of the Beef. She fits in like a little sister type to most of the others. I pictured her as an unlucky in love gal, always having a bad boyfriend or going on lame Tinder dates and it burns Carmy up inside but he’s too introverted/trying to stay focused on work to say anything. Of course eventually the jealousy gets to a breaking point ;)

Here’s an unedited snippet from it!

Carmy heard the yelling in the dining room over the bustle of the kitchen but it seemed wrong. He wasn’t sure he had ever heard you yell before, now like that at least. If Richie wasn’t right in front of him, goofing off with Tina, giving him a headache, he’d assumed it was him up front. He heard a clattering of something on the floor and a loud

He burst through the door to the register, “Yo, what’s going on here?” He immediately took in the scene. The large, red in the face man who was screaming at you, while there were coins all over the counter and ground.

“You the manager? She’s got a fucking attitude problem, she is mouthing off to customers willy nilly.”

“Don’t talk to my employees like that. Are you going to order or are you going to leave?” He quickly slid in front of you at the register, making sure he was between you and Mr. Karen.

“What the fuck is this kind of place? Whatever happened to the customer comes first?”

“That only applies to non assholes. It's on the wall.” He pointed to a faded sign that said “no assholes” that hung over the men’s room.

“Now you’re giving me lip, small fry? First this bitch now --”

It all happened at once, Carmy leaping across the counter to shove Mr. Karen to the wall, the rest of the guests scattering and shrieking at the sudden violence. Richie finally decided to poke his head out, baseball bat in hand, ready as backup. You ducked beneath the counter as the two of them removed the man.

You heard the jingle of the door. Richie spoke to the rest of the customers, trying to lighten the mood and assure them everything was back in order. He gave you a nudge with his foot when he took his place behind the register again.

“Take a fifteen kid,” He said softly. “Yo, next customer. Step up, let’s keep it going -”

You slunk to the back, to the small place by the dumpster where you knew you could be completely alone. You’d never been so rattled at a job before. You were ashamed you lost your temper, ashamed of how scared you’d felt, and embarrassed that you had such little control you needed your boss to kick out a customer for you.

You sat with your head in your hands, trying desperately not to cry. You could cry when you got home.

“Hey uh, you good?” Carmy poked his head out, he had his hand in his hair, not really making eye contact.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine…are you ok? I’m really sorry about all of that. ” He let out a half chuckle, half sigh.

“It was nothing.”

“Richie grabbed a bat.” you pointed out. He rolled his eyes and took a seat on the curb next to you.

“So look, next time if a customer is giving you trouble and you can’t handle it, just come and get me ok?” He leaned in close to you, his big blue eyes sucking you in.

“I’m going to handle my shit I promise. I mean it, I can handle a rude customer. He just started to fly off the handle over nothing and I’m sorry I couldn’t de-escalate”

“Don’t apologize for customers. I know they’re mostly assholes.”

“He was right though.”

“Huh?”

“It is weird we have spaghetti on the menu.”

Carmy laughed. You started to laugh too.

“I do agree with that. I have no idea what Mikey was thinking with that one. Might have to take it off the menu, to keep my cashiers safe.” He grabbed a cigarette from his apron and offered you one. You shook your head. His mouth twisted for a moment, then he lit his own.

That was the first time he had ever brought up Mikey in front of you. You knew a little bit about the story, Mikey used to own the place before Carmy. Nobody really liked to bring it up and you weren’t looking to pry. You knew it was his brother.

The two of you sat in silence while Carmy smoked. You didn’t feel like crying anymore and you were grateful for that.