#ordiment

[somethingofwood]

Bird house Christmas ordiment

[offkilterkeys]

It’s Christmas

[sleepingwiththegods]

i just have to get through today I just have to get through today I just have to get through today I just have to get through today I just hav-

[claudiabian]

my family doesn’t do much for christmas apart from decorating and giving gifts so my little way of honouring palestine, where christmas originated from and whose residents can’t celebrate this year due to israel’s bombing, was to make a flag for the tree

[scribblyshipping]

I wanted to do some Christmas-y tadc doodles but i can’t muster any drawings with the characters so here’s tadc Scribbly :]

[im-tempted]

Just bought new metal for my boots!!!

[xx-magmafly-xx]

Okay, I'll ask. What's with demons and ducks?

Like seriously. First, it was Crowly from Good Omens:

"Ducks have ears. Do ducks have ears? Must do. That's how they hear other ducks."

"DUCKS!" [What about ducks?] "They're what water slided off of."

"Don't give them bread, you idiot!" (Conversation) "Frozen peas." [...What?] "That's what you feed ducks, frozen peas. They love them, and its good for them too."

And then we have Lucifer in Hazbin Hotel:

They're all around his room as well, and his introduction was literally him finishing making a duck!

Not even to mention that I have an obsession with ducks as well. I am not shitting you. I have: duck pillow case, duck comforter, duck drawings, duck pens, duck notebook, duck keychain, 3D puzzle duck, giant rubber duck, two duck ordiments, duck slippers, and not to mention the 111 rubber ducks I have and the 6 plush ducks I have. (I might be missing something).

And this was BEFORE I found out about these two! I think I've been obsessed for about a little more than a year and a half by now.

[vlovebug]

here’s the spelldon headcanons i promised:)

• he’s try’s to not make val go out during the sunnier parts of day so he doesn’t get burnt

• he will intimidate ( copy their stand and facial expressions ) other people when around them

• he was a toe walker

• he unintentionally scares people when trying to answer a question in class cus they generally forget he’s there

• he can’t sing for shit

• absolutely HATES cranberry juice

• helps val with his classwork and homework

• loves olives ( olive theory, val hates them)

• his blood makes vampires ( valentine ) extremely high when they drink it

• he’s a SIMP for glasses

• he stands so others can sit if there isn’t enough chairs, but he will only really stand behind a few monsters ( val, his sister, and of his friends or val’s friends)

• has absolutely decked someone on accident, poor boy got scared ( this time val was the one laughing at his misery)

• opens door for everyone

• gives piggy back rides

• i think he would like be strong cus he’s related to a literal god

• like the shit he is, rearranges stuff in the middle night

• one of his problems is that he thinks he know but he in fact does not know ( can be used for anything)

• he does all the lovey dovey stuff before val has a chance and likes to make him feel as loved as he can

• he got promise rings for both him and valentine

• likes carrot cake

• he teases vampires by saying “ bleh bleh bleh “ near them and it’s surprising how he’s not been hit yet

• he’s got a black cat named dirt cus he couldn’t think of anything else

• hates the beach cus he got pulled under and thrown back into the sand and swallowed a fuck ton of it, probably has a sea shell in his stomach ( bros a loser< i say that but it happened to me too>)

• asks for consent before he touches someone

• lights the cloud things that follow valentine on fire because i would too

• he will do really stupid things, it’s like he’s got no common sence in the moment ( people wonder how he’s gotten this far)

• says cowabonga

• he safety profes sharp thing so val doesn’t hurt himself ( when i make another val hc post i’ll explain why)

• has a christmas pickle ordiment ( fucking love them man)

• he is very understanding no matter the situation

• he’s a ‘ what flavor pad you need’ guy

• where’s spikes just cus

• has poked his and val’s eye’s multiple times forgetting the spikes where close by ( he slept on the floor that night)

• loves when people lay on him doesn’t matter the weight or size just lay on him and he’ll fall asleep in a matter of minutes ( same tho)

• his classwork and homework are full of doodles some good some bad

• cry’s when tried

• he’s a total baby when sick

• he cries when animals die in movies ( val to)

• always has sunscreen on him

i can’t think of anything else but i did give him some of my traits because he’s. 😋

[ex-coelis]

hello jrwiblr I come asking questions!

to those of you who read fanfic, do you like longer chapters/longer stories (10k+) or are you all more of a short read group, I need to know!!

see in my brain I want to ramble about my faves for hundreds of pages but I fear people will see the 25k word count on the first of four chapters and drop me immediately! I'm afraid of that!

also, alternatively in my mind I could potentially make an abridged version? is this too much? it would be like the original just cut down to all the important important bits and cut away the pieces that are more ordimental if you will

[alexoreality]

I just imagined long hair Luffy au where Dawn Island were consider for having the most beautiful people of any gender as people say its smooth like silk but strong like cotton if you have a lot of it could be used as fabric due to how well they take care of it.

Along with they can fight with it they wouldn't have a problem as it could be grab but that were the downfall of losing to dawn.

Clestial Dragon even go there just to get a glimpse of them because of how beautiful all of them where.

When roger pirates where exploring around dawn Island peacful nature seeing the people tradition where they have shop for hair ordiments. Hell gender of any kind was beautiful.

Wano arc the people in the differen villages when luffy styles his hair thx to O tama as he put hair ordiments and different color kimono hell even male couldn't look away as he walk with grace his beauty could rival Kourmasaki and Black Maria.

@q-ueen-potato

HEY HEY GET OVER HERE LOOK LOOK.

Omg OH MY FUCKING GOD YES THIS IS WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT

Give Ace and Sabo more of a reason to be protective of him why don't you?

And the Celestial Dragons visiting Dawn for the people instead of the beautiful Goa Kingdom makes me laugh so hard- like take that stuck up nobles

The nobles and Ceslestials don't have it and they're fucking livid and JEALOUS

[39472034658449305249465224devils]

im such a fucked fellow because i own such sophisticated objects and put a fair amount of thought and enjoyment to refined things such as ordimental fowl and game birds and fragrance and parfum and such and yet i never have any of it on my person or in other ways able to be invoked in conversation

[lala1267]

Is it wrong (Part 4)

Summary: Priscilla starts to show her true colours.

Notes: This is a kinda random chapter, but the next one is gonna be better. This is the calm before the storm ig.

She woke up in one of the guest rooms of Graceland. The sun shot golden light beams on her cute face as she sat up. The cotton sheets moved on her body that was covered in a satin night dress. She pushed back her messy golden hair with the back of her small hand. She blinked her soft doll eyes a few times before looking at the door. It was slightly open, letting the floating specs of dust become visible to the human eye. She gradually lifted her body from the king-sized bed. Her bare feet touched the cold, glazed wooden floor, sending electric waves throughout her body. She walked over to the oak door that was painted a pearl white. Her hand slowly pushed the door further open. Her mysterious eyes looked at the sunlit hallway that stared back at her. It had a royal white carpet. The walls were painted white with golden linings that trailed along the edges of the walls. Shelves of family pictures and ordiments stood tall. The warm sun filled the atmosphere. She stepped out into the fantasy looking hallway. She walked down the lavish steps.

She had grabbed a random book from a bookshelf that rested in the corner of the living room before walking into the garden. The warm summer breeze hit her bare face, pushing back her goddess hair. Her satin dress hugged tightly onto her fragile body before she walked through the door. She sat herself down on the green grass. Little dandelions and daisies surrounded her angelic self. Her dreamy eyes scanned the book that rested in her small hands. She looked like a dream as the sun hit her in her resting state.

She didn't even notice the fact that Elvis was walking right up to her from behind. His big hand rested on her shoulder as his hot breath hit her sun-kissed skin.

"Good mornin' baby."

He said in his southern drawl with an undertone of his deep morning voice. Her head turned to look at the handsome man who was hunched over her. His Egyptian shadow-blue eyes stared back at her cotton blue beads. She had oceans tucked away within her hair as sweet poems swam underneath her tanned skin. Sunlight was always flowing within her summer heart. A childish smile formed on her pretty pink lips. Elvis wrapped his large arms around her figure. She smelt of white roses with an undertone of vintage cherry cola. She felt every one of his cold golden rings meet her soft, warm skin. He pulled away before playing with her ethereal hair that draped over her shoulders. His eyes looked down at the book that she held.

"Do you even like that book?"

He asked as his fingers got lost in her tangled curls. She let out a sigh as she looked at the nature in the distance.

"No."

She said solely.

"We can have some fun, I have some horses in the stables."

He said. Lolita's head instantly tilted back to look at his face. A sheepish grin invaded her young face.

"Yes, please!"

She said excitedly. A chuckle escaped Elvis's lips.

"Ok baby"

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Lolita's hand ran along the tall horses hair. It was soft and well kept. Her eyes were filled with awe. Her devine smile was lurking on her face once more. Elvis watched her. Her beauty and gracefullness that lit a spark in him.

"Do you wanna ride?"

"Yes please."

She said politely. She felt Elvis's big hands wrap around her small waist. He pulled her up onto the tall horse with ease before he climbed on too. He sat behind her, his arms held onto the wreigns so that he was basically hugging her. His chest pushed up against her back as they rode around the stables that were filled with greenery. Mother nature slept in the trees. Lolita's hair blew all over the place as her body bounced up and down against Elvis's. Her joy and laughter filled the air. One of Elvis's hands moved to hold onto her small waist. Slowly rubbing circles as they carried on riding.

Their flirting and laughing woke the beast up. Little did they know, Priscilla watched like a hawk through the bedroom window. Her blood boiled as a strong wave of jealousy coursed through her veins. Her fists turned white from clenching them so hard. The witchery in her eyes was almost inhumane.

"Pathetic."

She scoffed to herself before walking off, leaving behind her haunting energy.

The next day

It was 3pm. Lolita ran up to the door, and her checkered pleated skirt bounced up and down as her spiralled curls blew in the afternoon breeze. Her fist knocked on the door. She stood there patiently, waiting for her sweet man to open the door. The large grin from her face dropped as she was met with Priscilla. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot, almost as if she was crying. Her hair wasn't styled, messy, in fact. Her menacing eyes sent cold shivers down Lolita's spine.

"Elvis isn't here, in case you wanted him."

She said in a cold, stern tone. Lolita stood there, trying to hide her disappointment.

"Lisa is in the living room."

She said blankly before stepping aside to make way for Lolita. She stepped in, her black school shoes sounded against the polished wooden floorboards. She quickly slipped them off before walking into the living room. Priscilla followed behind like a shadow. Lolita was about to pick baby Lisa up from the cream coloured sofa when she was almost nocked over. Priscilla had pushed past her as if she was worth nothing. Lolita's head turned to look at Priscilla, who was behind her.

"Don't look at me, do your job."

She said as her bitchy face scrunched. Lolita nodded before hiding her ripe tomato face. She grabbed Lisa and cradled her gently as Priscilla made her way upstairs.

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"Oh no, i need to get ya some new clothes."

Lolita said in a baby voice as Lisa accidentally spilled some milk onto her shirt. Lolita gently placed Lisa in her high seat so that she could watch television before making her way upstairs. Her heart skipped a beat with each step she took. She was scared of Priscilla and her attitude. She took a deep breath before knocking on her bedroom door.

"Come in."

Prsicilla said. Lolita slowly opened the door that creaked. She stood there looking at Priscilla, who was doing her makeup by the lavish vanity. Priscilla's head turned in Lolita's direction as a sigh escaped her glossy lips.

"What?"

She said in a bitchy tone.

"Uhm, w-where is Lisa's spare clothes?"

She asked quietly as her eyes avoided contact with Priscilla's.

"Why?"

"She accidentally s-spilled some milk on her shirt."

She said.

"You're meant to be a babysitter, and you can't even keep my goddamn baby clean?!"

She said as she raised her voice. Lolita turned a shade of red.

"Fucking pathetic."

She scoffed under her breath before standing up, banging her hands against the wooden table in the process. She stomped over to Lolita's shy figure before aggressively pushing past her. Lolita just managed to stop herself from falling onto the red carpet. Priscilla walked into Lisa's play room. Her hands rummaged through the clothes that were piled up in the tall wardrobe. She pulled out a pretty pink top that was studded with fabric white roses. She stomped back into her room, where Lolita stood. She threw the clothing at her face before sitting herself back down. Lolita just silently exited as she hid the embarrassment that was written over her face.

Every day since then, Priscilla would bully and taunt Lolita like she was a piece of rubbish. She would push and shove her like a punching bag and abuse her with her empty words that lingered around the atmosphere like haunted gohsts.

One evening

Lolita sat in her small living room with a bowl of sweet popcorn in her hand as her cartoon eyes watched the TV in front of her. The crispy crunches of her popcorn echoed throughout the room. The dark room lit up from the bright screen. Lolitas head turned to face the front door as a letter was posted through the hole in the door. The white envelope slowly fell to the ground like a feather. Lolita gradually stood up and walked over to it. She bent down before her small hand reached out to grab it. She stood up once she had it in her grasp. As she walked back over to the sofa, she slowly opened it. Her fingers fidled and messed around until finally she opened it. She quickly shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth as she scanned the lined letter.

"Hiya baby, I just wanted to tell ya that I won't be home for a while since I'm on tour. I will miss ya but I know I will see your pretty lil' face soon. Love you my baby.

-EP"

Her cheeks blushed and bloomed like a pink flower as her smile brightened the room like the sun. She felt a gush of lust fill her veins, turning them from a moonlight blue to a valentines pink. She looked at the letter with her beady eyes. She looked at the coffee table in front of her. Her hands reached out to grab a piece of paper and a pen before she sat back down. Her pen wrote across the paper as her little legs kicked and her giggles echoed.

"Hi Elvis. I will miss you so much, do you have to go? But I wish you the best, make sure to sing to the audience like you do to me. Have a great time and I love you sooo much!

-Your baby Lolita"

She placed the pen down as she stared at the letter, re-reading between the lines. She finally stood up from her seat before running over to the door. She twisted the door knob a few times before she finally opened the door. A gust of chilly wind hit her face. Her bare feet stepped onto the cold, hard concrete. Her hair blew behind her as her hairs stood up on her arms. Her breath turned into smoke in the cold air. She walked over to her mailbox. She placed the letter inside before rushing back into her house.

The next morning

Lolita slowly made her way down the stairs. Her hair was messy like medusas and her pidgamas were crinkled. Her cheeks were pink and puffy. She looked like a dreamy angel. She walked into the kitchen. Her eyes travelled to the window. The mailman was posting a letter in the mailbox. Lolita's ocean blue eyes sparkled in the morning sun. A smile cascaded her face before she rushed outside. The warmth of the sun hugged her and the sun rays shot down onto her body. She ran to the mailbox with a slight skip I'm her steps. She opened the mailbox and pulled out the letter. She quickly ran back inside and jumped onto the sofa. Her eager hands unwrapped the letter. She threw the rubbish onto the floor as she read the letter.

"Don't worry baby, I'm only gonna be gone for a few weeks. But I promise that I will give you a thousand kisses when I get back. But I'm at the hotel right now, I'm going to be performing tomorrow night. You can watch me on television if ya want. But be a good girl while I'm away and make sure Lisa doesn't misbehave. Bye bye baby.

-EP"

Lolita was quick to pick up a pen and paper and instantly start writing.

"You better give me a thousand kisses, I will count each and every one of them. I will watch you on television, I wouldn't miss it for anything. But I need to start heading to your house to look after Lisa. Bye bye for now Elvis.

-Your favourite, Lolita."

She wrote before smiling like a mad man. Her and Elvis were deeply in love, not even Priscilla could pull them out of the oceans of love.

[capn-america]

Merry Christmas Steve have a lovely bomb pop popsicle, a frosty shield ordiment so you can always remember being frozen in the Atlantic and also have a picture of the team framed in red white and blue

Oh! Completely forgot to respond to this. Merry Christmas to you too! Thank you so much :-)

[buthearmeouttho]

if I was part of the mcu (pt. 31) (Christmas special! 2-?)

Decorating!

I put a bow on Bucky's metal arm as well as festive magnets:) (he acted grumpy but he hasn't taken it off yet so)

Sam put a Christmas bow on red wing:D and also used red wing to decorate

Wanda helped put of higher up decorations with her ✨️magic✨️

We wrapped storm breaker and mjolnir with Christmas paper. They still work but now they're pretty

Tony hooked up so many light I think we're going to give someone a stroke or something because they all can change colors (and yes there is a remote)

Steve and Bucky carried in the tree that Clint helped pick out.

Obviously we decorated the tree with avengers themed ordiments

Spidy put the star on top from the roof

Yelena helped me sneak into the weapons arsenal and add ribbons, bows, lights etc to them for fun;)

Natasha, Pepper, and Laura were all making sure no one was getting into fights

Bruce used his science to make all the rooms smell like either peppermint, gingerbread, or cookies:)

Of course all the pets got special Christmas themed collars (and accessories)

[voidlessshadow]

John: noooo don't turn me into maritable ordiment

[romanarose]

.

I’m so tired I havnt been sleeping at all and some if it is my suitemates waking me up some is issues falling asleep but it’s always something and I feel I can’t rest and I’m already so anxious about school it’s painful and I wanna drop out so fucking much I wanna go home I wanna be with my friends I wanna work my day care job I wanna be happy like I was last summer not fucking miserable I don’t even feel interested in my classes and it’s topics I love and it’s week three and I gotta throw out my razors why can’t I just function normally all I wanna do is lay in bed and masturbate and sulk

I’m going to a basketball game on Thursday and Friday I’m meeting with someone from my temple who just converted and talk about the experience so maybe I’ll feel better after getting out and about a bit

I’m trying to put faith in god thats it’s going to be okay but I feel like I’m not wanted online or irl or in my family I had an awful Christmas break my sister slapped me and my brother hit me and I made these holiday ordiments out of our late grandpas shirt and made one for every member of my moms family and none of my siblings thanked me and and there is something stupid with Olive Garden king story that might just be a technicality but it also feels like they don’t want me there and I I don’t feel like anyone wants me around so why should I be around d