#pizza parade

[theworldofthedarkcrystal]

highlights from the dark crystal con include:

* Elder Cadia has a facial tick inspired by the turtle-beak-like end to his mouth, to smack his lips.  You can catch him doing it in the powdered nulroot scene in episode 2 (thank you Olly Taylor for telling me this!)

* Lisa Maxwell, voice of Kira, actually developed Kira’s “talk with flowers”/”talk to the animals” language on her own!  Jim Henson had given her direction to make sounds “calling” to them, and invited her to ad lib.  She ended up drawing inspiration from her recent vacation to Spain!

* I met @timeagainreviews​!  yes, the creator of the SkekGra Pizza Parade video!!!!  <3 <3 <3 I was SO HAPPY and she is SO FUNNY.  a discussion of kermit cooking miss piggy Hannibal-style might have been discussed XD​

* hup is from an archaic, more formal culture of podlings that is more rare, which involves speaking in longer more formal sentences, referring to the recipient, etc.  basically he’s a glorious extinct knight podling (thank you J M Lee and Victor Yerrid for telling us this!)

* from the costume design panel - the gourmand’s codpiece was a squeaky toy 

[fazbearemployee]

2011 visited me like an angel in my dreams.

[wetsoggydogman]

this won’t determine the name of my new cat i just want to see what tumblr thinks

[martianprincess01]

Behold the queer diet. Wavy chips, diced tomatoes, toasted oats cereal, black beans, and frozen pizza.

[rebelpapermaker]

I say this only cuz other posts sparked my own thoughts on the matter, not as a disagreement:

I always thought the alternate endings of pizzeria sim implied you weren't Michael in them?? Like in true ending you are Michael but in the others you're just some random asshole who took the job.

It especially tracks to me when you consider how you fail in the other endings; if you don't salvage the animatronics, not following the contract, that implies to me that you're a random schmuck who read the thing, saw how fucking disgusting springtrap was and decided this couldn't possibly be part of your job- or you were just scared of them! But Mike wouldn't refuse to salvage and leave them to roam the streets more, yknow? He knows they're a threat.

Insanity ending too: why would Henry care if Michael knew how some of the tech worked? And everything else implied in the tape are things Michael could have plausibly known already. To me, it makes way more sense to frame the player in that ending as insane if they're completely unrelated to the incidents prior to this and Henry is trying to make sure no one is left who would mess with it. If he knows Mike is "where he wants to be" in the good ending, why would Mike seeing some files he likely could guess the contents of a reason to throw him out rather than just letting him burn in a couple days anyway?

This doesn't apply so straightforward to the being bad at business endings, but those are also less lore implicative in my opinion.

The final thing that makes me think this is Henry's speech before the fire. When he says "a job not intended for you," we can safely assume he wasn't trying to hire Michael, implying he was trying to hire someone else. Combining that with the insanity ending, it really feels to me that Henry was trying to hire a random person who wouldn't understand what was going on but would hopefully just follow the contract to a T and not ask questions. This didn't happen, because what he's trying to ask people to do is batshit insane; Michael was really the perfect candidate at the end, and the only one willing to take the risks of salvaging all the animatronics necessary.

[wizardlyghost]

looking at my hobbies for something i can put on a resume like hm i really haven't been racking up boastable skills in my free time have i. fuck.

[witherfide]

Halloween parades are super fun when it isn’t 50 degrees !!!

[captain-starskull]

It’s Pizza parade Tuesday.

[finndiseicla]

Fuck that little prompt on the card reader to remember to tip the driver. Do you think I was raised by sweaty Ligurian suits salesmen? Everybody know to slip at least a $5 under the table to the pizza guy so they can get shitfaced on malt liquor as soon as they're off the clock. Why let their nepo baby boss or that of Silicon Valley trust fund vampires he wants to impress take any of those well earned tips?!

[rosieuv]

Pride parade in August?

I went to a pride parade that was in the city centre because I'm in a youth club that was part of it. I had to wake up earlier than usual to get ready in time. Mum and I took the bus over there as it's a nightmare trying to park there, especially if there's a parade blocking the roads. We were 45 minutes early so we went to a nearby Starbucks and she had a coffee and I had a cookie. It's chocolate felt cheap. I looked through deltarune wallpapers on my phone to pass the time.

She dropped me off at this Quaker community hall, which was where my youth club was getting ready. There were matching T-shirts, tutus, face paint, temporary tattoos, other stuff. I just put the T-shirt on and sat down to listen to the cheesy pop music that was being played. I'm not the kind of person who would wear rainbow makeup and have ridiculous accessories as I'm what I call "the subtle gay". Others had these massive 6" flags that they used as capes that I thought looked really cool.

Eventually we left to go to the place where you get these wristbands in a big envelope that tells you what post you should be at. Ours was in a random alleyway. It was interesting looking at the floats while walking past. itv had this unicorn float. I can't find a picture of it so just take my word for it. I don't know how long exactly we waited there for. I spent most of that time either sitting on the floor listening to cheesy pop music or standing with a 2 metre pole with the rainbow flag on listening to cheesy pop music. Someone was in a unicorn suit and the group behind us had someone in a pikachu suit and they had a battle at some point and everybody started to cheer. The unicorn won. That other group also had balloons on sticks that spelt out their group name but they were never in order. They also had people wearing tents like some kind of weird costume. We just had people with placards and me waving the massive flag that kept getting in people's faces.

After a while we could finally get out of the alleyway and get to our point of the parade. We were behind this youth club that had a really cool looking float and someone was waving a flag out of the roof the entire time, and I wondered how their arms weren't aching by then. I spent most of my time lifting that flag up and switching it between my hands so they wouldn't ache as much. We had to stop multiple times to let trams get passed so I would lower the flag so my arms didn't ache as much. Halfway it started to rain. I was fine as I had my coat hood and my hoodie hood (unlike some others, who had to wear these crappy plastic ponchos). The flag got soaked and wouldn't flow in the wind anymore: it twisted together and dragged on the floor because it got really heavy. It looked kinda depressing seeing the flag like that but the audience still cheered. It was so god damn loud the entire time. There was the music from our speaker, the music from the group in front of us' speaker and the group behind us' speaker. You would hear Barbie girl at the same time as YMCA and I tried to do it with the flag pole in my hand without whacking someone. Eventually we got to the end and I handed back the flag.

I was part of the small group of people that were getting picked up at the Quaker place. We had to walk back over there but the parade was blocking our path, so with a bit of detouring we managed to get there. Cheesy pop music was still playing while we were walking back. I waited there for almost an hour. Mum was watching the parade and couldn't hear her phone ringing over the noise of it. I had to wait until the parade ended at almost 3 o clock. It went way longer than expected. Anyway mum and I walked around to find a place to get lunch and yeah that's it.

Majority of the shops had pride stuff in their windows. There was also a lot of brands in the parade. Mum counted 220 floats and a lot of them were just random brands saying things like "all are welcome" and "we support LGBTQ+" you know that kind of stuff. There was this paint brand one where they had images of paint cans but with the flags on and they had fancy paint names too. Again I can't find an image so just take my word for it.

[nyancrimew]

the owner of this pizza place just like clocked me in the wildest way possible. i think it was meant to come across as like "wink wink im an ally dw" but like for the future, going to ur restaurants outside eating area to ask the tgirl who just bought a pizza from u if there is a pride parade today and then staring at her confusedly when she says no is a weird thing to do 👍👍

[nysrage]

MOVIE NIGHT, Connie Springer.

synopsis: you and connie always had an unique friendship, all touch feely with one another, but tensions rise after you two took a detour down lustrous lane.

You and your friends were always known for spontaneously coming up with a move. Basking in the time of some unplanned fun until all of you had to face the real world once you were all out of college. The group of you piled up in the dorms common area, with the projector running after feasting on wings, pizza, and alcohol. Ending the night with a horror movie that was sure to have you all watching your surroundings for the next few days.

“girl come on! the movies starting!” sasha called out to you, dimming the lights in the room while you quickly grabbed a few snacks that’ll last you throughout the film.

Entering the common space just for your spot to be taken by onyankapon. Sprawled out across the floor as if he wasn’t just pushing 6’5. “Now ony you knew that was my spot!” You whined.

Ony brushing you off with a laugh as he typed away in his phone. “shittt you decked the fuck out this cot, and workouts been beating my ass sis.”

You sucked your teeth, trying to find any spot you could until there was a light tug on your arm, turning to face your bestfriend connie. golden eyes low from the edible he indulged himself in earlier, voice all low and deep “c’mere, you know i got you..”

pulling you down to sit in just in front of him between his legs, tucked in the corner of the room. His arms circled around your middle as you shifted around till you were comfortable, resting his chin on your should just as the intro of the movie began. Affection such as this was natural between the two of you, so natural that no one would ever bat an eyelash at the two of you unless they didn’t know your dynamic.

Only it hadn’t been so natural lately, the two of you putting a slight distance in your relationship this past week. It’d all been so tense since that one night the two of you heatedly made out session in the closet at a party. Never speaking on it again. Everyone but the two of you swore there was more to your relationship than you spilled, and they were so wrong until that kiss where the both of you drunkenly revealed the love you had for one another. Causing a slight rift between you, but it was so very short lived after tonight.

Horror was the very thing you steered clear of but who were you to rain on everyones parade. Plus being in the same space as your bestfriend gave you some comfort. He always kept you safe, even if things between the two of you were a bit complicated at the moment.

Within the first fourty minutes of the movie you were practically in his lap. Shifting around quite a bit, glancing behind you at connie whose eyes were focused on the screen. You were a bit uneasy from the jump scares. Yet the thing that had you so bothered had nothing to do with the movie. Being so close to connie felt so different now, and it always left you flustered whenever you were in his presence. Plus the feeling of connie pressed so close to your ass, didn’t help to ease every disgusting thought that through your mind right now. From the way his arms and big hands wrapped around your waist. To the feeling of his body pressed so close against yours, it made you all dizzy.

Little did you know, it was the same effect for connie. You, pressing yourself further into every time you got scared. That soft ass sitting atop his pelvis all heavy and round. Your chubby waist resting in his arms as he caressed your soft, smooth, brown skin of your belly. The two of you just so hot and bothered. Pining for eachother in a suffering silence, until the two of began to break. Not able to take it anymore. Maybe it was the liquor? Shit or the weed? Hell, maybe even the good feeling the two of you gave each other last week but that sexual tension wasn’t something the two of you could fight anymore.

Connie let his hands wander mindlessly over your chubby little body, tracing over the skin of your hips and thighs. Massaging the soft flesh and dipping lower to the creases of your inner thighs. The skin all warm and smooth to the touch, as he gently explores your body. Not missing one reaction you had to his touches, big or small. Burying himself into your neck to drown himself in the seductive ass perfume you always wore, and succumbing to the urge to have that soft skin against his lips again. Placing a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder as he continued to massage the squishy cellulite in your thighs. Your body melts into his as you get all worked up, huffing out a small breathe of air. Body growing hotter by the second from these little minuscule touches.

“I missed you..” you whimper out softly, legs subconsciously spreading to give his hands more freedom to roam. Connie responding with a content hum as he placed a wet kiss against the warm skin of your neck. dipping his hands lower to ghost over the soft flesh of your inner thighs. Dick growing stiff against that soft ass pressed so hard against him. “f-fuck, i missed you too.”

“So much hermosa..”

“Yeah..?” the soft whine from your lips barely audible over the loud cries and thrilled beat of the soundtrack. Connie’s strong hand runs up your waist until meeting that perked nipple hidden by the ribbed fabric of your tank top. Giving your breast a firm squeeze as he indulged himself a deep inhale of your scent.

“Mhm, ” he breathed out, hands coming dangerously close to the mound of your pussy, “Gon’ let me show you how much..?” You breathe hitched, looking up at him through your lashes and meeting his lustrous eyes. All low and red, but those golden irises still glimmered with something you couldn’t quite put a finger on. You nod softly, tucking your bottom lip behind those pretty teeth of yours. “Please..”

Connie discreetly looked around the room, all your friends focused on the movie as the masked killer began slowly picking people off, singaling it was almost to its climax. He eased his hand lower, cupping your pussy just as he turned your face towards his to captured your lips in a slow sensual kiss. Swallowing the low moan breaking past your soft lips. Ghosting his hand over the thin fabric of your thong, already dampened with slick. Running his fingers along your clothed folds until reaching your peeking clit, pressing down on it to release some of that building pressure.

You call out to him in a low whine, “connie stop teasingg.” trying your hardest to be discreet, but that needy feeling of having him touchy how you always wanted was too strong, and you were too drunk off lust to realize the consequences.

“Eyes on the movie princesa, you don’t wanna get caught huh?” Whispering against the shell of your ear. You nod, focusing your eyes back on the film. Connie finally pulled those panties to the side to expose that sensitive skin. Fingers gliding through your folds with a low groan, spreading the pooling slick gathered around your entrance.

“What’s got this pussy all wet?” He hummed, giving your clit a soft slap. “Hm mamí? Thought you didn’t like scary movies..”

Fingers teasing slow circles around your clenching hole, so eager to be filled with his thick fingers. Coating his fingers in that clear sticky slick, just before slipping a fingertip into you barely easing that empty feeling and pulling it back out. Slowly stretching you out until he could fully sink two of them into your tight warm walls. Those thick digits slowly piston in and out of you, curling every so often as your walls gripped them in deeper. Moans growing louder as he scissored you open, “shh, gotta be quiet baby..”

“s-shit, connie I-I’m tryinggg..” biting down on your lip with a whimper, nails digging at his forearms. Body tensing at the quick movement from your bestfriend from afar, clamping down on his fingers hard. Just for her to adjust her pillow and lay back focused on the movieonce more, washing away all that fear of getting caught.

“calm down pretty girl, it’s just us.” connie cooed, placing a kiss behind your ear. Stroking your gummy walls, until faint squelching of your pussy could be heard below the loud screams of the film. That fiery pit set ablaze in your tummy as your clit throbs, grinding your hips down against his palm for any type of friction to ease the sensation. Curling his fingers into the spongey ball that made your hips buck up into his hand. “Yeah? Just like that?” He cooed, working messily on your slicked clit.

Walls swelling around his fingers, moaning out from the building pressure. Connie slipped two fingers in your mouth, pressing them down on your tongue as an attempt to keep you as quiet. “ I know, I know. You like when papí play with that pussy?” Head nodding rapidly, too afraid of what sound might break past your lips if you actually tried to speak with those thick digits pressed down on your tongue. “You so fucking good, so good pretty girl..”

Your eyes rolling back as your body shook in his hold uncontrollably, gushing out a creamy mess onto his fingers. The vibrations of your moans against his fingers had him ready to fuck you on the floor right there but it was about you. Swirling his fingers around your clit until he slowly brought you down from your orgasmic bliss. Your body limp in his hold, all fucked out and breathless.

Removing his digits and sucking off the creamy white slick with a moan, just as the movies end credits began to roll. Sasha flicking the lamp on with a quick pull at its string,your eyes squinting as they adjust to the sudden change in lighting, body still trembling slightly. Sasha looking over the room with a smile, dropping slightly when he eyes reached you. “You good girl..?”

You nod, mentally cursing yourself as you tried to sit up, cringing at the slicked feeling between your thighs. “She just shaken up, y’know how she get.” Connie snorted , taking all the attention off you.

Sasha giggles, hand on her hips as she teased you about your scary nature.

“c’mon it wasnt even that bad!”

[dapperrokyuu]

Carnival currently nearby my house is using my bandwidth. Stop looking at your phones and focus on your rides, you fools. Savor your fair food, smh.

[incorrectbatfam]

Have you seen the Good Place? If so what's everyone's personal Good, Bad, and Medium places?

Dick

Good: a big top show with his family and friends in the front row

Bad: getting placed back in his old foster home

Medium: the DMV

Jason

Good: an endless library with every book he could ever want

Bad: a warehouse in Ethiopia

Medium: being a Reddit mod

Tim

Good: a redo of his teenage years with his friends beside him

Bad: being stuck at home home alone and only receiving the occasional postcard

Medium: eating at Red Robin

Damian

Good: an animal sanctuary over a picturesque landscape

Bad: the League of Assassins

Medium: a Chuck-E-Cheese birthday party

Duke

Good: having his parents back

Bad: constantly running from an unseen force

Medium: binge-watching the entire MCU

Cullen

Good: a pride parade where everyone accepts him as he is

Bad: Catholic school

Medium: a Dave Matthews Band concert

Stephanie

Good: a girls' day with her best friends

Bad: failing at whatever she sets out to do

Medium: an incredibly awkward high school reunion

Cassandra

Good: sleepover and family movie night

Bad: returning to her biological father

Medium: dance practice on newly waxed floors

Barbara

Good: a better sibling dynamic with her brother

Bad: an unknown enemy sneaking past her defenses

Medium: slow Wi-Fi connection when she's doing something important

Harper

Good: knowing her brother is safe and cared for

Bad: a house falling apart faster than she can fix it

Medium: assembling IKEA furniture

Carrie

Good: flying through the city with real Robin wings

Bad: constantly looking after her parents

Medium: 7th grade

Kate

Good: finishing her West Point diploma and being hailed a hero

Bad: wandering the earth with a perpetual sense of uncertainty

Medium: Applebee's happy hour

Helena

Good: bringing down the criminal syndicate responsible for her family

Bad: an unending undercover stint as the bad guys

Medium: only having pineapple on pizza

Luke

Good: a constant win streak as Batwing

Bad: a disapproving lecture from his dad

Medium: a meeting that could've been an email

Bette

Good: not being compared against Nightwing or her other superhero peers

Bad: faceplanting in front of an Olympic stadium crowd

Medium: rush hour traffic with the radio stuck on the Top 40

Alfred

Good: his family under one roof for a nice holiday dinner

Bad: permanently leaving Wayne Manor

Medium: an elderly dating app

Selina

Good: a ball pit of kittens

Bad: trying to break into an impenetrable vault

Medium: trying to make plans with her friends but things keep coming up

Bruce

Good: family reunion with his kids and parents

Bad: always responding to distress calls a second too late

Medium: Margie

[ninbinary]

good gravy marvy harvy peekar -- I’d ask "are there’s little crunchy pieces of corn meal on the bottom to help it not stick to the baking tray????”, but I'd feel like I’d start heavy-breathing waiting for the answer.  WANT.

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[callmeblake]

My Chemical Romance dressed as JOCKS at Edgefest 17 in Pizza Hut Park

04/27/2008 frisco tx – kenneth smith