#nicks chili

[y2ksnowglobe]

*adjusts my tie* I would like to submit to the jury two Glenn and Nick interactions that keep me up at night.

Like, not to sound like Darryl about finally seeing some real parenting (because Darryl does say that immediately after this) but just...I feel like there's something cool happening here. Like Glenn expressing this idea that different people have different comfort levels with certain things and that Nick should be cognizant of that. Like, he doesn't tell him that swearing is bad, but that there's contexts where he should avoid it. And Nick is fairly receptive to this feedback, like he slips up and corrects himself later in the episode without Glenn having to say anything, and that really seems to indicate that this is not an uncommon type of thing to have happen between these two?

Like, I think about Glenn being pretty aware that like 80 to 90% of his rockstar persona isn't real. Like there's that one Dad Fact about the most damage Glenn having done to a hotel room was stealing a $15 dollar wine uncorker. I think Glenn is aware that Nick maybe is trying to emulate that persona a bit too much without realizing that actually behaving that way has like...consequences?

Okay, so thing two:

Like...if it was just the f-bomb comment, I probably wouldn't have latched onto this idea so much but just...Glenn didn't have to turn this into a teachable moment about accepting that sometimes people are going to ask you to do things you don't understand and it's easier to just roll with it.

Like, they're both small moments, but I think that adds to their importance in a way. Because there's no grand reaction to them, we can pretty much infer that these are the kinds of things Glenn says to Nick pretty frequently, and based on Nick's reaction, we can see that Nick respects the feedback (compare to the reactions we get of Lark and Sparrow when Henry tries to convince them of just about anything).

It breaks my heart, because in these two beats, I see a Glenn who could have actually been a really good dad if he let himself be good. I don't know if Glenn even realizes how notable these moments are. Like Glenn mentioning that Nick says everyone vapes in episode 18, in conjunction with these moments, just feels like Glenn had tried to talk to Nick about vaping, Nick bluffed him by saying everyone does it, and Glenn didn't feel like rocking the boat with more conflict, but I think Glenn doesn't realize that he probably could have pushed harder on that and had things be okay.

[wallisninety-six]

These are all the same genre of show for me- brought to you by 4 completely different countries

[freakyblud]

List of songs I think DPS fans should know because I cannot be normal about Dead Poets Society

Bigmouth Strikes Again - The Smiths

How Beautiful You are - The Cure

There is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths

Snow (Hey, Oh) - Red Hot Chili Peppers

O Children - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

This Night Has Opened my Eyes - The Smiths

Dreams - Fleetwood Mac

Still Ill - The Smiths

Please, Please, Please, Let me Get What I Want - The Smiths

California Dreamin' - The Mamas And The Papas

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round Two

Red Hot Chili Peppers 

Defeated opponents: Primus

Formed in: 1982

Genres: Funk rock, alternative rock, rap rock, funk metal, hard rock

Lineup: Anthony Kiedis – lead vocals

Flea – bass, backing vocals, trumpet

Chad Smith – drums, percussion

John Frusciante – guitars, backing vocals

Albums from the 80s: 

The Red Hot Chili Peppers (1984)

Freaky Styley (1985)

The Uplift Mofo Party Plan (1987)

Mother's Milk (1989)

Propaganda: Though this lineup didn't get together until the tail end of the decade, it's proven to be their most successful and, despite splitting and reforming several times, their longest lasting. As for hot? They would perform entirely nude, save for socks covering their genitals.

Fleetwood Mac

Defeated opponents: X

Formed in: 1976

Genres: Rock, pop rock, folk rock soft rock, blues rock, art pop, British blues

Lineup: Lindsey Buckingham – guitar, vocals, additional keyboards, lap harp

Stevie Nicks – vocals, tambourine

Christine McVie – keyboards, vocals

John McVie – bass guitar

Mick Fleetwood – drums, percussion

Albums from the 80s: 

Live (1980)

Mirage (1982)

Tango in the Night (1987)

Greatest Hits (1988)

Propaganda: In the late 70s and through the 80s, everyone attracted to women was enchanted by Stevie Nicks at one point or another, even Prince. And if Prince went out of his way to try to get with someone, you KNOW they're hot stuff! Lindsey Buckingham and Christine McVie were easy on the eyes as well, and Mick Fleetwood got tons of action. They were also hugely successful musically.

[bi-panic-actually]

This is literally the funniest fanfiction I have ever read. I mean, the concept of the collection is bonkers already—Nick and Charlie have sex in every Chili’s—but this was 100/10 stars.

My partner had to come check on me because I was scream-laugh-weeping. 😂🤭😭😮‍💨💀

You’re welcome.

[bluisp]

Since IEYTD is getting traction again on this website I figured now’s a good time to post my updated HC design for Phoenix

[livinginthepassed]

[oskarlevant]

[kawaiianimeredhead]

Mornings where we're all off because of a hurricane are so cozy

[desiderxta]

@violentusinpace

YENNEFER OF VENGERBERG, GERALT OF RIVIA SEASON TWO, EPISODE SIX — DEAR FRIEND…

[grandfatherbird]

true poetry is the way every individual, upon hearing edge of seventeen, no matter their relationship to stevie nicks, is compelled to "ooh" along with the chorus. just like the white-winged dove,

[johnnyhotrocks]

Another batch of vinyl's today. Nina Simone - The Jazz Queen. Celine Dion - Deux (french album) & Colour of my Love. Stevie Nicks - Bella Donna. Red Hot Chili Peppers - Californication. Korn - Requiem

[yumiis]

headcannons for getting drunk with tgc?

like how high their tolerance to alcohol is,

what they usually have,

and stuff similar?

ignore my 'ideas' if you dont wanna do them <3

🫧 anon

absolutely!! i love making hcs like this (i also won't be including larry bc he isn't of legal age to drink :P)

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 drunk ; tgc boys

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genre/type: fluff/humor, headcanons

read below!

ISAAC;

absolute unbeatable tolerance. insane tolerance. dude can take 6 shots of everclear and still walk a straight line.

you've only seen isaac blackout ONCE, and it was complete accident. you hadn't seen isaac drinking that much, but he was actually borderline drunk. he asked you in a pretty sober sounding voice, "how many drinks have i had? should i stop?" you say, "i've only seen you take like 2 shots. drink some more!"

horrible move. he blacked out and also woke up with the world's worst hangover.

ever since then though, his tolerance, like i said, is rock solid.

he likes the classic drinks, so i'd say he likes a good screwdriver.

super clingy and COCKY when he's drunk.

drowning you in kisses and hugs, and he goes, "babe, i'm soooo hot. i'm soooo hot and sexy.."

"sure you are."

your two options are to kill his ego or boost it, but it kills you too much to deflate his ego.

"how cocky was i last night?"

"yeah."

TANNER;

moderately normal tolerance, maybe a TINY bit lower than the average person in their mid-20's.

like, if we're measuring in shots of vodka again, like 4 1/2 shots he'd be gone. not black out gone, but "i'm gonna talk about every celebrity i could probably pull" gone.

he's such a YAPPER when he's drunk dude.

will probably do the trend of writing fake band names to try and make you laugh

he's dancing around to loud ass music in the kitchen, invites you to dance with him, he immediately starts shoving himself against you

he won't shut up about how much he loves you

he's definitely got his head in your lap and he's making you play with his hair and listen to him talk

however you have to stop him talking at a certain point, because he'll just start having a crisis and making himself sad.

he's never blacked out, but he has terrible hangovers.

favorite drink? he strikes me as a daiquiri kinda guy. he'd love them.

but if it's more casual drinking at home, he's happy with some soju.

NICK;

literally AVERAGE tolerance.

about 2-3 shots of vodka has him tipsy, 4-6 has him drunk, and don't give him more than 8, he might start drunkenly making an album.

he's not a clear liquor guy, he prefers browns like brandy or scotch.

there is almost ALWAYS a bottle of whiskey in the fridge for nick, he never runs out.

he drinks regularly, but he doesn't HEAVILY drink on those nights.

he's super sleepy when he's drunk. he could literally fall asleep anywhere if given the opportunity

he could be laying on the floor to "stretch his back" he's asleep 10 minutes later

you have to carry this dude to bed (and if you can't do it alone, isaac helps you)

like i said he prefers drinking brown liquors, so i think he'd maybe like a tequila sunrise or just straight whiskey

BLAKE;

"i have a ROCK SOLID tolerance!" dead in 3 shots. don't listen to him lie to you

every time you and the guys go out for dinner at like chilis or something, blake orders a margarita and everyone sighs in unison

the margarita gets him on the verge of drunk. just a little past tipsy.

he can HARDLY casually drink with anyone because his tolerance is just THAT bad

you constantly pick at him for it but he's just accepted it at this point

he's so SILLY when he's drunk man

cracking jokes that do NOT land at all and are not funny unless he's talking to a bunch of drunk people

"so the.. uh.. what? yeah.. uh.."

he suddenly forgets english

he can barely formulate a SINGLE sentence and he's basically speaking in mumbles

he's like speaking in fancy or speaking in riddles like a troll under the bridge or some shit

you have to baby him while he's drunk or he won't know what the hell is going on

i think he honestly.. just likes whatever he can get his hands on.

[pearlprincess02]

listen to: TAURUS EDITION

TAURUS MOON

jaehyun (nct) - moon in 2nd house, christina aguilera - moon in 2nd house, demi lovato - moon in 10th house (tri. venus), melanie martinez - moon in 6th house, kelly clarkson - (unknown), mick jagger (the rolling stones) - moon in 12th house, nicole scherzinger (the pussycat dolls) - moon in 8th house, elton john - moon in 4th house, zendaya - moon in 3rd house, nick jonas - moon in 10th house, pharrell williams - moon in 11th house (sext. mercury), j-hope - (unknown), childish gambino - moon in 8th house, siouxsie sioux (siouxsie and the banshees) - moon in 5th house (conj. merucy), janis ian - moon in 9th house (conj. merucy), diana ross - moon in 6th house (sext. venus), jae (day6) - moon in 2nd house

TAURUS VENUS

ariana grande - venus in 4th house, big sean - venus in 2nd house, lana del rey - venus in 7th house, jhené aiko - venus in 5th house , kanye west - venus in 10th house, prince - venus in 6th house, paul mccartney (the beatles) - venus in 9th house (squ moon), grimes - venus in 6th house, fergie - venus in 10th house, iggy azalea - (unknown), jessie j - venus in 12th house, baekhyun (exo-k) - venus in the 12th house, cyndi lauper - venus in 3rd house (opp. moon), lil nas x - venus in 11th house (tri. moon)

MOON IN 2ND HOUSE

beyoncé - moon in scorpio, dua lipa - moon in cancer, christina aguilera - moon in taurus, jennifer lopez - moon in scorpio, jaden smith - moon in capricorn, kid cudi - moon in capricorn, ozzy osbourne (black sabbath) - moon in capricorn, becky g - moon in sagittarius, jaehyun  (nct) - moon in taurus, rosé (blackpink) - moon in aries, youngjae (got7) - moon in scorpio, summer walker - moon in aqaurius, troye sivan - moon in virgo, meghan trainor - moon in aries, perrie edwards - moon in aries, victoria monét - moon in virgo, ashe - moon in gemini, jae (day6) - moon in taurus, august alsina - moon in sagittarius, mitski - moon in capricorn, anne-marie  - moon in virgo, lizzo - moon in virgo

VENUS IN 2ND HOUSE

jisoo (blackpink) - venus in scorpio, erykah badu - venus in capricorn, kid cudi - venus in capricorn, elvis presley -venus in capricorn, paris hilton - venus in aquarius, demi lovato - venus in virgo, björk - venus in capricorn, elton john - venus in aquarius, sting (the police) - venus in virgo, kesha - venus in capricorn, thom yorke (radiohead) - venus in scorpio, anthony kiedis (red hot chili peppers) - venus in scorpio, aurora - venus in gemini, big sean - venus in taurus, denzel curry - venus in capricorn, bryson tiller - venus in aquarius, 21 savage - venus in sagittarius, miranda lambert - venus in libra

playlist post

main masterlist

[m00nl1ghts1vt]

Changed Woman - Chris Sturniolo

Babydaddy!Chris - Positive - Mama Pairings - Babydaddy!Chris x fem!Reader Summary - Your babydaddy, Chris, comforts you after morning sickness continues to kick your ass. Warnings - established relationship, pregnancy, mentions of morning sickness, mentions of vomiting, sassy Nick, lil fluff Word Count - 1950 Authors Note - I knoww it's short but it would've been way too long if I didn't break it up. With that being said, another part will be out soon! I hope everyone enjoys! 🫶🏻 Also I made my own dividers, feel free to use! The own used in this post is also mine🫣 (not proofread yet) Masterlist Current Series - City of Love

Clutching the countertop in a death drip, you suck in a deep breath in an attempt to steady yourself. Recently hitting ten weeks a few days ago, your morning sickness had been kicking your ass ever since you found out you were pregnant. ‘Morning’ sickness was a horrible term because it lasted all day and night for you. Half of the things you ate your baby didn’t agree with, even if you craved it for days on end. Throwing up sporadically throughout the day made your body exhausted and achy from all the heaving. Currently in the family bathroom of a local Chili’s, you were trying your absolute hardest to pull yourself together, mainly because you were out to eat with Chris, Nick, and Matt. 

Chris made you vow to keep it a secret until he was ready to tell them, but you knew time was ticking. With your small bump getting bigger by the day, the secret was getting harder to keep. You wore baggy clothes to keep the growing bump concealed but you could only do so much, you were a pro at hiding the fact you were running to the bathroom every 30 minutes to either pee or puke. The boys were starting to catch on, and both you and Chris knew it. There had been a few times where you stumbled out of bed in the middle of the night, rushing the bathroom the boys shared to empty the contents of your stomach into the toilet, forgetting to shut the door behind you which gave Matt the perfect view when he’d walk out of his bedroom. Matt would rush to Chris’s room every time, waking him up to tell him what was going on, but he’d never ask questions, always assuming you were just sick. Nick was too observant, when he noticed your sense of fashion went out the window, he began to ask questions and make teasing comments - “well don’t you look bummy today,” and “why’re always in one of Chris’s hoodies? You have one on like every day.” On most occasions, Chris would be by your side to defend you by saying a quick-witted comeback like - “My girlfriend can’t wear my hoodies?” or “so what? She’s comfy.” Other times, you were left to defend yourself all by your lonesome, whether Chris wasn’t there or just wasn’t paying attention.

A light knock on the bathroom door snaps you back into reality. “Just a minute,” you manage to call out. “It’s me,” the familiar voice echoes from the other side of the door. As you recognize the voice, you reach a hand out to the door, unlocking it to let him in. Chris gently pushes it open, stepping inside of the family restroom with you and closing the door behind him, “you okay?”

Looking up at your boyfriend, you see a sympathetic look engraved into his face. He had been worried about you, ‘no way pregnancy made a woman throw up this much,’ is what he thought each time he saw you scurrying to the bathroom. Chris did his best to help out where you needed it, holding your hair, rubbing your back, and always having a water bottle in hand. He couldn’t help but feel like it wasn’t enough, like it was all his fault. It was starting to take a toll on him, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he broke down to his brothers, telling them you were carrying his baby. 

When Nick and Matt started asking questions, he started making up excuses and little white lies to cover both of your asses. Lying to the two people he had always been closest to made him feel like the worst person in the world, but he knew the time wasn’t right. Right before he left the dinner table to check on you, Matt asked if you were throwing up again, making it obvious what Chris’s plans were. Whether he meant it in an innocent way or not, it didn’t put Chris’s mind at ease. 

Sucking in another deep breath and nodding to your boyfriend, “m’fine, Chris. Baby didn’t like the mozzarella sticks. I don’t know, I had them last week and I kept them down just fine,” you ramble. Ten weeks in and you felt defeated and drained. Watching as Chris rubs a hand down your arm, pulling you in for a hug, “hey, it’s okay. You’re not doing anything wrong, he’s just being indecisive,” making sure to give you the reassurance he always did. His calm demeanor soothes you almost immediately. You nod a few times and turn to the mirror, looking over yourself. You were pale as a vampire; it looked like all the life and energy was sucked out to you. If this is what pregnancy was like, this baby was for certain going to be your one and only. 

Chris inches behind you, letting both hands fall to your waist. A nervous expression plastered on his face as he tugs his bottom lip between his teeth, “we have to tell them soon.” 

Sucking in another scattered breath, you open your mouth to speak, “I know.” You let out a lengthy sigh, “they’re catching on.” Chris nods slowly, agreeing with you, “asking too many questions,” dipping his head down to plant a kiss on your temple. His hands smooth over your small bump, lifting your shirt up, “and he’s getting big. Can’t keep him a secret much longer.” 

His words put you at ease, making a smile pull at your lips. Chris had been manifesting a baby boy ever since he found out. He only referred to the baby as he or him, never she or her. You wanted a girl as bad as he wanted a boy, so it pinched a nerve every time he mentioned it. Deep down, you didn’t care what the gender of the baby was. As long as they were healthy, you would be over the moon, and you were sure Chris would be too. Regardless of the short amount of time you and Chris had been together, you knew your baby was made with so much love. 

“You’re gonna be real shitty when we find out it's a girl,” you poke at him. You can tell by the way he screws up his face that he doesn’t agree with a single word you said. Bellowing out a laugh, “a girl wouldn’t be bad,” you tell him, running your hands down his arms and pulling your shirt up further to expose more of your growing bump. He lets out a soft sigh, “I know. I just really want a mini me,” he muffles, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “Well, don’t get your hopes up. We don’t know yet,” you tell him before turning your attention to your reflection in the mirror. Your bump looked bigger than normal. It seemed like every time you raised your shirt to look in the mirror, your belly grew in size - kind of like Pinocchio and his nose.

“We should tell them tonight,” you blurt out. Chris digs his head out of the crook of your neck, “tonight?” 

“Yea, why not?” you beam, even though you dreaded the thought. His brothers could be a bit judgmental at times, especially Nick, who had no idea what a filter was. A lot of the time, he’d impulsively say the wrong thing, but he’d always feel bad and apologize later on. It’s not that Nick didn’t like you, he just didn’t care to not be himself around you. Matt, on the other hand, didn’t seem to give two fucks. He was happy for Chris and his intuition told him you were a perfect match for his brother. He was the main person Chris vented to which made Chris feel like he was keeping everything bottled up. He wasn’t wrong. Chris lets his hands drop to his side, pinning his bottom lips between his teeth once again as he takes a step back, “I don’t know, baby. I don’t think tonight is a good idea.” 

“Nuh-uh,” you grumble, “what happened to a few minutes ago when you were trying to convince me the time was right?” You spin around, wrapping your arms around his neck, and playfully narrowing your eyes at him, “we’re telling them tomorrow. No ifs, ands, or buts. I mean it, Chris!” 

“Yes ma’am,” he holds a hand up to his forehead, jokingly saluting you before pressing a soft kiss to your lips, “let’s get back out there, yeah?” 

You follow Chris back to the secluded booth Matt had picked out for the group. Going out to eat was out of the norm for the four of you, usually you guys would go through a drive thru, but Chris suggested it and didn't let up when everyone was opposed to the idea. He wanted to get you out of the house and if he was being honest, he wanted to butter up his brothers before he broke the news to them. Chris was nervous to tell them. Nervous was an understatement. He was so scared to tell them, he felt like telling his parents would be a piece of cake.

"Please don't tell me y'all were fucking in the bathroom," Nick spits out in a playful tone. You give him a funny face, scooting into the booth while Chris mimics your actions. He didn't find it that funny, though. Nick had been giving you shit over a lot of things, from your sudden change in style to the way you ran to the bathroom. Even though you all knew Nick loved to pick on you like the little sister he never had, your hormones were at an all-time high. Chris knew your waterworks were a ticking time bomb and you were ready to explode at any given opportunity. He had not been super attentive since you revealed your pregnancy to him, he had become really overprotective. Nick constantly picking on you didn't sit right with him, but he knew if he told his brothers that you were in the bathroom throwing up again, they'd ask questions. The last thing he had the patience for was more questions. He already had too many of his own.

The four of you sit together, chatting about numerous topics as the boys finish their food. The mozzarella sticks being the culprit of your sickness just a few moments ago, you didn't dare touch them. You had thought your reluctance to finish your meal had gone unnoticed, but the waitress came back to set the bill down, asking if you need a to-go box in the process. You give her a toothless smile as everyone turns their attention to you, "that'd be great. Thank you," you tell her sheepishly.

"You didn't finish your food?" Matt asks, still chewing his last bite as he sets a few twenties down on the table. The boys get up from the table, and you follow quickly behind. You shrug off Matt's question, "you guys eat too fast," pulling the excuse out of thin air, "and I was in the bathroom." Your comment earns a nudge from Chris, indicating he liked your comeback. He crouches down to your level, "good one," making sure to whisper so his brothers don't hear.

"She didn't order her henny margarita either," Nick points out as you guys walk to the nearby exit. His comment makes Matt come to a realization, "you do always order a henny margarita!"

"What can I say? I'm a changed woman," you shoot out playfully as Chris intertwines his fingers with yours, squeezing lightly to let you know your response was valid.

🏷️ - @lvrsturniolo @ribread03 @unknvhx @m11rx @emely9274 @loveparqdise @frickin-bats @sweetshuga @thepubeburgler @katie-tibo @leila-marie4 (I think i got everyone. For some reason my tags weren't working in my last post?? Idk tumblr always acts weird to me 😫 Let me know if anyone else wants added. Going to make an actual taglist post soon!)

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[estraeiea]

new look

Quick Note: I haven't written anything in a while, so it may be a little rough to read, plus this is very self-indulgent and a little fluffy. Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Reader Summary: Noah has some grievances about his new haircut.

Noah doesn’t quite recognize himself in the mirror.

He knows it’s the hair, and although it was his choice, there’s this swirl of anxiety brewing somewhere in his stomach, making him question if this had been a good idea at all because—god dammit, what if you hate it?

He turns his head side to side, watching how his now short locks flop with every movement. It looks good, he looks good. And yet, he can’t shake off this image in his head: you forcing a smile just to tell him, “As long as you’re happy.” And yes, he knows he is being overly dramatic. It’s just a haircut, something that he had been planning on doing since the beginning of the year, and something he had brought up to you multiple times, along with screenshots of his inspiration behind it.

You did nod your head in approval when he asked you if you thought he could pull it off. But what if? What if you think he looks ridiculous and stupid and like a child, and what if you laugh about it behind his back, and what if—

Three knocks on the door startle him, pulling him away from the mini-nervous breakdown that had been stirring within the confines of the Chili’s bathroom.

“You good, Noah?” Matt calls from the other side. “Everyone’s here and we’re all about to order.”

Noah still doesn’t recognize himself in the mirror, but he answers anyway with a quick, “Yeah, heading out now.”

The restaurant is dead, save for the booth housing some of his close friends bickering and laughing over some dumb video Jolly found on the internet. Noah smiles once he spots you, tucked between Nick and Matt, and for a moment he forgets all about the stranger in the mirror. His heart picks up an extra beat, and suddenly the air in his lungs isn’t enough because you’re staring at him, wide eyed and with a silent gasp lost somewhere down your throat.

“Noah!” you scream, catching the attention of some of the few workers by the counter. “No, you did not! Who is this?”

He’s fighting down a sheepish smile and his head feels like it’s spinning because he is watching you climb out of the booth, stepping over Matt while he complains with a Hey, watch it, dumbass!

But you ignore that, and everyone else because Noah—your best friend, Noah—has cut his beautiful princess hair and now looks like someone who has killed, and will kill again. “Noah,” you beam at him.

“It looks a little weird, I know.”

“Nonononono,” you say, lifting your hand to brush your fingers against his hair. “You look so good! Oh my gosh, like a whole different person. See, I told you, you’d look hotter than Levi. Holy shit!”

“Like a model,” Jolly adds and Noah rolls his eyes.

You nod fervently. “This is going to take a while to get used to. You went from looking like some stoner dude to-to, well, this.”

“I feel like I should be offended,” Noah says, but truthfully there is a wave of relief rinsing the anxieties out of him. He is still Noah, you are still his best friend, and you guys are in the middle of a Chili’s restaurant on a Tuesday night to catch up on recent events.

He lets you admire him some more, feeling somewhat prideful about the unparalleled hold he has on you, and he does his best to answer the hundred questions you’re firing at him about his new look.

“Let’s take a picture,” you finally say, pushing your phone into Jolly’s hands. “I wanna remember this moment.”

Noah wants to laugh now, your sheer excitement is making him feel bubbly inside, as if he were drunk just from inhaling the expensive perfume you are wearing, the very same one he bought you not too long ago.

“I just cut my hair,” he smirks, throwing an arm around you as Jolly snaps the picture, “I’m still the same old Noah.”