#rachel: apple juice

[buecketsnbueckets]

face to face | P.B

summary: you and paige have been nonstop texting since that day she messaged you. a friendship is forming so what better thing for friendship than to invite her to stay with you for a weekend in LA?

pairing: actress!reader x paige bueckers

contains: tooth rotting fluff, a little bit of tension, THEYRE MEETING!!!

a/n: here’s part 2 of actress reader and paige. things are getting serious!! my inbox is open for more oneshot ideas <3 we’re gonna ignore how long this took me to write!

Interviews had died down now that you weren’t in any projects coming up. Yeah, you had a few more red carpets but there was nothing else for you to promote so you were pretty bored.

Your and Paige’s relationship was feverishly growing within the past two weeks. You were texting one another almost everyday and now that college was out for the summer, you brought up an idea to Rachel while you were relaxing as a little girls night with face masks and drinks.

“Do you think I should invite Paige to stay here for a few days?” You brought up as you took a sip of your homemade mixture of vodka and apple juice.

Rachel sat upright from your oh-so-soft comforter, her sheet mask nearly falling off of her face from the sudden rush.

“Like stay here at your apartment?” She questions, smoothing down the sheet back onto her face as she speaks.

“Well, yeah. I don’t want her to stay at some dingy hotel.”

Rachel hums in thought as she tries to think of a few reasons why it could be a bad idea but her mind blanked.

“You know what? Yeah. I say go for it. I want to meet this girl.” Rachel encourages as she motions to your phone that was charging on the bedside table.

As you scramble to text her, you pause your movements before turning to Rachel with a worried expression.

“Wait, what if she says no? What if she thinks I’m a weirdo because I’m inviting her to stay at my place after knowing her for almost 3 weeks?”

Rachel let out an exasperated sigh at your doubting thoughts.

“Don’t piss me off. Text that girl right now so you can plan it out.”

Before you knew it, you were driving home from the airport with Paige in your passenger's seat. You made small talk throughout the drive, warming up to each other’s personalities and presence.

“Here is my place. You can just set your stuff in my room.” You explain to Paige as you open the front door, allowing her to step in.

Her ponytail swung to the side as she looked around the space, whistling lowly at how large it was. You flush at her reaction and shake your head as you shut the door, locking it behind you.

“You got a nice place. Hollywood treats you nice,” the blonde teases your slight luxury apartment.

You motion to your bedroom with an eye roll. “Go and put your stuff down so we can get started on those pizza’s, Bueckets.”

She chuckled at your words as her tongue prods at her inner cheek and walks over to your bedroom, setting them by the closet door. You and Paige decided to make these flower margherita pizza for her first night. It was just three days you were getting her here in LA and you were saving sightseeing for tomorrow. Plus, you wanted to get to know her in person, not over the internet.

You don’t really know what you’re expecting from this weekend but you were more than excited. Once you have given Paige a mini tour of your apartment, you turn to her with a beaming grin, practically bouncing on the balls on your feet. It was evening now, a soft orange hue flowing through your tall windows as you played Spotify on the TV in your living room. Reluctantly, you allowed Paige to be in charge of that for the night.

She was the guest after all.

“So, I heard you like Shirley Temples so,” you motion for her to follow you to your kitchen, grabbing onto the cool handle of the refrigerator and tugging it open to peek into it. “I made you a pitcher of it.”

Paige’s jaw drops at the sight of the large glass of her favorite drink, running a hand over her mouth as she glances at you in shock.

“Nah, no way you did this,” she shakes her head in amusement as she reaches for it.

“I did, I did,” you nod with a proud grin, shrugging your shoulders. “I thought it would go well with our pizza’s.”

Paige thanks you with an absolutely giddy smile as she just drinks it straight out of the pitcher. You honestly didn't mind as you weren’t the biggest Shirley Temple fan. You giggle as you whip out your phone from your back pocket to take photos of her.

You had to pry it from her fingers as your hunger was taking over. To your surprise, the dynamic between the two of you was if you were childhood friends reconnecting after not seeing each other for ages. After you set down the pitcher, you pull out the dough from the freezer and the rest of the necessary ingredients needed; the sauce, cheese and basil leaves.

As you place the round pieces of mozzarella in the flower shape, you glance at Paige’s focused expression as she does the same. You purse your lips to hide how overwhelmingly ecstatic you were to have her here.

“So, how are you dealing with this,” you motion with a piece in your hand as you spoke, trying to find the right words, “attention you’re getting?”

Paige hums in thought as she looks to you as if it would help her explain it better.

“I mean, I don’t know. At first, it was so weird like people just know who I am and what I do. Most people are nice though. Respectful and considerate. I appreciate that,” she tells you slowly, her smile growing. “I mean, I definitely don’t think I would’ve met you without it so that’s a big plus.”

“Corny,” you tease as you shake your head. “But no, I get it. It can be overwhelming sometimes. I know how it feels. If you ever, you know, need someone to talk to about it, you have my number for a reason.”

Paige’s eyes round at your offer, nodding to herself as she takes your words in with consideration.

“Thank you,” she licks her lips before dusting off her hands as she finishes her side of the pizza. “I think we’re done, yeah?”

You nod in agreement, feeling a bit accomplished with the pizza. It looked almost exactly like the photo reference you had gotten from Pinterest.

“Wait, hold on,” you take a quick photo of the pizza and then motion for Paige to stand next to it.

She does so with glee, grinning and staring at you from behind your phone. You make it her profile picture with a shit-eating grin on your face and jerk your head to the preheated oven.

“Alright now we’re good. It says to leave it in for 10-15 so we’ll check on it then.” You instruct the blonde to place it in the middle.

“Yes ma’am,” Paige mutters to herself as she does as she’s told.

You stare at her bent down figure and shake your head as if it would be rid of the heat flooding your cheeks. She’s just being respectful and you were flustered like a schoolgirl with a crush.

You thought with your years of hiding these feelings you would succeed at some point.

Thankfully, Paige was too focused on not burning her arms to see your expression.

“So what do you have planned for me this weekend?” Paige questioned as she folded her arms and stood back up to face you.

“Well, I think we could visit all of the Walk of Fame, go to In and Out, maybe go to Santa Monica beach at sunset, very L.A things, you know?” You explain to the blonde with a giddy grin.

Paige nods along with your brief explanation of what you had mentally prepped with your new… friend? Yeah, she was a friend.

What else would she be?

“Damn, I was hoping to get a BBL or something,” she sighs in faux disappointment.

“Oh, next time, for sure,” you pat your shoulder to console her, chuckling at her words.

Paige whistles as she slightly leans closer to you. “Are you sugar-mommying me with your Hollywood money?”

You roll your eyes at her words but can’t help the smile itching at your lips as you point to her pitcher of Shirley temple and then to her pink lips.

“I’m going, I’m going,” Paige raises her hands up before taking the pitcher into her larger palms once again.

The two of you continue to talk all night as you feast on the rather delicious pizza. You wouldn’t dare utter the words yet but your crush was swelling on the blonde. Sure, yes, you had the two of you get along, which you did, but you were hoping that she would expose that she had a secret girlfriend or something.

Nope: free as a bird.

You pushed the creeping feelings back into the depths of your brain throughout the weekend as you didn’t want to center your feelings but her time here in L.A. With her, you weren’t really focused on whether or not you had to be insanely picture perfect every time you took a step outside or avoiding certain places due to paparazzi; you could enjoy every moment with her without second-guessing.

It was… peaceful. A breath of fresh air.

She even met Rachel when the girl had ‘coincidentally’ showed up at a coffee shop you two were at on Sunday. You knew she had your location so you weirdly weren’t shocked at all by this. The two thankfully got along. Rachel didn’t miss an opportunity to raise her brows at you, nodding in approval of the basketball player when she excused herself to the bathroom at some point.

“She’s hotter in person, dude. Good for you,” she whispers with a bubbly grin.

“I hate you,” you sigh but internally agree.

She was just irritatingly perfect in every way.

Fuck.

yourusername my weekend! 😝

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paigebueckers | I had fun I guess 🤣

↳ yourusername | never come back 💜

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rachelzegler | i think i’m still blinded by the red lights 😵‍💫

↳ yourusername | shine some blue light to even it out 😇

randomuser | Not Paige hounding a whole pitcher of Shirley Temple😭😭

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↳ yourusername | JUST GREEDY🙄

↳ paigebueckers | You made it for me 💔

randomuser | this feels like a hard launch goodbye.

randomuser | NOBDOY MOVE?!&!-!&!1&2!

kamoreaarnold | Okay LA girl!!!😝😝

↳ yourusername | i fear she’s changed

↳ paigebuckers | Nah I’m still me 😎

↳ yourusername | alr cornball

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randomuser | why is no one talking about how they literally had never interacted until almost a month ago and now they’re HANGING OUT??

randomuser | WE DID THIS GUYS!!!!

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randomuser | RACHEL…..

williamskayla_ | Now i’m jealous! That pizza looks good 😔

↳ yourusername | i told paige to bring everyone next time 😩

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[heartz4shauna]

jackie taylor x fem!reader picnic date drabble !!!

“surprise!” jackie exclaimed, revoking her hands from your eyes and revealing a picnic set up. it was coming up to your one year anniversary and jackie wanted to do something.. different for it. “oh my gosh, jackie! it’s so beautiful,” you told her with a smile, admiring the set up of fruits, chocolates, sandwiches, all the works. she smiled at you, sitting down on the blanket, “yeah, i’m kind of a genius at setting up dates.”

you rolled your eyes lightheartedly and sat opposite her, “i had no idea where you were taking me. i thought you were gonna murder me and leave me in this field,” you chuckled out.” her eyebrows creased in concern, “you think i’d do that? wow, you don’t like me all that much, do you?” she asked you jokingly, cracking open a bottle of wine, hidden in the picnic basket.

“i decided that because our one year is coming up i wanted to do something special,” she said with a small smile, pouring you a glass. you nodded along, taking a sip of the wine, burning your throat as it went down, “are you proposing?” you asked sarcastically. “pfft- what? no..” she answered, making a faux uncomfortable face, “i know we don’t often do anything quiet like this, so i thought it’d be nice to admire the sunset and eat berries and drink wine for the first time together.”

you smiled at her as you sipped the wine, “you’re so thoughtful, you know.” she nodded, “i know! everyone takes me for granted, when i disappear into thin air one day.. no one’s gonna know what to do.” she poured her own glass and began sipping from it, too, “we’ve got strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, milk chocolate, white chocolate, some kind of cheese, wine, small sandwiches.. maybe there’s something i’m forgetting.”

you paused, in thought for a moment. jackie had the whole set up, what could she be missing? “nope. i’ve got all of it,” she reached into the basket and pulled out a bottle of apple juice, “to sober us up, if needed,” she winked at you. you began picking at the assortment, popping a few blueberries into your mouth, the taste covering your tongue as you popped them.

“it’s such a nice evening,” you began, “how long have you been planning this?” she shrugged, pouting, “here and there. i dabble occasionally in watching the weather.” you nodded, chuckling, “ahhh, i see.”

you watched her as she bit into a strawberry, the juice quickly running down her chin and staining her striped blue sweater, “shit,” she mumbled, “loved this sweater.” you dismissed it, “it’s okay, i can buy you a new one.” she shook her head, swallowing the strawberry, “it’s vintage.” oh. “oh. well, duh! i knew that..”

she looked at you with a hint of concern, “really?” you shook your head, taking a bite of a sandwich, your words coming out muffled, “mmmno.” she giggled, “you don’t know anything about fashion, do you?” you shook your head again, slightly embarrassed.

“it’s okay,” she reassured you, “i didn’t know much about fashion either, Rachel Greene taught me.” you frowned, your eyebrows knitting together, “as in the girl from Friends?” “mhm! she’s a fashion icon, seriously.”

you finished up your glass of wine and motioned to her to pour you another, “already? didn’t know you were a heavy weight.” you shrugged, “you’ve seen me at parties, jackie.” she nodded, she couldn’t argue with that. you could hold your damn liquor.

you broke off a piece of chocolate and waved it towards jackie teasingly, “i know it want it, jackieee.” she rolled her eyes back at you, “come on! just gimme it.” you shook your head, biting your lip playfully, “nuh-uh, you gotta ask nicely.” she sighed dramatically and made a jump for you, glass in hand, spilling the alcohol on the grass, the blanket and the pair of you.

you gasped, “oh my gosh, jackie!” she began laughing loudly, “oh my god! i didn’t mean that!” she stared at you, her mouth agape in shock. “we’re both gonna have to get new clothes, our parents will kill us if they smell the wine on us,” you stated, still shocked. “i know! oh my god, that was hilarious! i thought i could redeem this sweater but i guess not,” she shrugged, smirking. “we’re still eating all of this, right?” you asked, clearly not wanting anything to go to waste.

“obviously!” she exclaimed, “you think i spent all of this money on snacks for nothing?” she picked up her own, almost empty wine glass, after throwing it astray on the grass, “cheers to no pregnancy scares!” you glared at her, picking up your glass, “cheers, you absolute dork.”

[slipping-through-my-fingertips]

Day two: Contemporary

Ao3

Kurt wasn’t supposed to be baking today. Sure, it was Black Friday and he could’ve been up at 3 am and gone with Rachel and her new boyfriend to line up outside of some store. But frankly the deals being dished out aren’t the same as his childhood. Where is his 75% off televisions, America? Long gone are the days of waking his dad up to go to the mall on Black Friday. The sales just aren’t worth it when you can get a much better price thrifting or learning to sew your own clothes, which is exactly what Kurt has been doing since he got his sewing machine. Ironically, one of his last Black Friday purchases when he turned 16.

Plus, cooking Thanksgiving dinner is exhausting. Rachel is little to no hope in the kitchen. Kurt even cooked tofurkey for her and a small real turkey for himself. All Rachel added to the meal was a store brought pie; “Kurt the little grocery up the block is so cute!”

So, he wasn’t supposed to be baking but the apartment was empty and he was putting off writing an article for his internship at Trend-Z, a fashion magazine trying to appeal to the younger generations. This week’s topic “Fashions of Old Yore in the Contemporary World” was supposed to be a transitional piece from everyday wear to holiday. But Kurt doesn’t believe simply using the word “yore” makes it holiday themed.

Anyway, he’s baking and avoiding. The oven is well heated and his first batch of Christmas shaped sugar cookies actually look like trees and reindeer; a huge improvement over last year’s dicks and blobs.

It’s nearing 3pm when Rachel and Charlie (the new boyfriend) emerge from her bedroom. They came back from shopping around noon and gone straight back to bed but not without stealing a fresh sugar cookie.

“Good you’re up!” Kurt says, “try this.”

He hands her a spoonful of batter.

“New recipe?” Charlie asks.

“Experiment more like it,” Rachel replies, “needs less flour and I think you should add honey.”

“We don’t have any honey.”

She shrugs unhelpfully.

“I can run to the store,” Charlie offers.

Kurt shakes his head but is grateful for the offer. He kinda hopes Charlie sticks around because he’s the nicest of his roommate’s boyfriends thus far.

“I’ll go, just do me a favor and take the cookies out of the oven when the timer goes off in seven minutes.”

Charlie salutes him.

That’s how Kurt ends up doing a little shopping on Black Friday. Hopefully the grocery stores aren’t full of crazies.

Speaking of crazies, Rachel texts him the minute he steps into the store.

Rach: can you please get me heat protective spray I just ran out

Rach: oh and dental floss!

Rach: and apples! I think the ones in the fridge are bad

Kurt tells her “sure thing” and puts his phone in his back pocket. It vibrates again while he grabs a basket. This time it’s her boyfriend.

Charlie: Rachel is also requesting semi-sweet chocolate chips for the experimental cookies. But didn’t want to bug you again

He rolls his eyes but replies back that chocolate chips were already on his mental list.

Lining his items up makes Kurt realize just how bizarre they are: semi-sweet chocolate chips, flour, heavy cream, honey, apple sauce, apples, dental floss, heat protective spray, orange juice, and lemons.

He barely looks at the cashier, slightly worried to see his reaction to such items but the cashier, name tag says Blaine, starts up a casual conversation with him. Having worked in retail himself, Kurt knows how rough the job can be especially after a holiday so he’s polite and keeps up the conversation.

It’s nice to talk to someone new. It’s easy and over a little too quickly. Plus, Blaine is unarguably adorable.

Kurt wishes he wasn’t worried about cookies burning in his oven or maybe he could’ve asked Blaine when his shift ended and if he liked coffee.

[ms-2hu12]

Tne incorrect quotes

*Chae Nayun after the Sven incident*

Chae Nayun, looking at their watch: It has been 2 hours and sixteen minutes since I’ve been insulted. 
Chae Nayun: It’s been about 5 seconds since I’ve been assaulted, but let’s not talk about that.

***

Chae Nayun: Do we have any orange juice left? 
Yoo Yeonha : *pours the remaining juice into their cup* 
Yoo Yeonha : Sorry, we’re all out.

***

Rachel : *is hugging Kim Suho* 
Chae Nayun: Hey! It's my turn to hug Kim Suho! 
Chae Nayun: *grabs Kim Suho* 
Kim Hajin: *kicking down the door* What do you mean, "yOuR tUrN"? We agreed now is my time slot! 
Rachel : No, It's still my turn! 
Kim Suho: *suffocating* Guys, I love you, but just because I'm the kindest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly! 
Chae Nayun: But we need the moral support! 
Rachel : And you're soft! Which is cute! 
Kim Hajin: If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning. 
Kim Suho: *close to tears* Well- I, I guess.

***

Kim Hajin: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees? 
Rachel : Bees? 
Kim Hajin: THEY HAVE SELECTED THE BEES! 
Rachel : Wait- 
*Yi Yeonghan approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly*

***

Chae Nayun: Hey Shin Jonghak? 
Shin Jonghak: Yeah? 
Chae Nayun: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false? 
Shin Jonghak:
Shin Jonghak: ...What.

[fairisfair]

"at some point this post was edited with legacy beta or the old x-kit so trims don't work" okay I see how it is, settings, I'll just make a new post -.-

@batisms from why was this in my drafts for so long??

“so  we  don’t  need  alfred,  then?  just  ambulance  transportation  by  say…  a  ‘piggyback’  ride?”  offering  with  a  funny  smile  pulling  at  his  features ,  amusement  growing  in  his  tone.  as  ridiculous  as  he  may  find  it,   something  gets  in  bruce  once  in  awhile  to  actually  come  out  of  his  shell  and  act  as  a  normal  kid.  perhaps  it’s  the  way  his  mood  has  lighten  now  knowing  rachel  is  okay  to  egg  on  his  sudden  good  mood ,  she  really  had  his  heart  thundering  with  fear  back  there.  sometimes  it  takes  reminders  like  that  to  realize  how  grateful  he  is  for  people  like  rachel  and  alfred  in  his  life ,  how  much  he  cares  for  them  and  loves  them.  which  is  what  tends  to  make  him  distant  sometimes ,  when  he  succumbs  to  the  bad  days  of  dealing  with  trauma.  it’s  terrifying  to  love  someone  so  much  in  fear  of  losing  more  people  he  loves  so  dearly.   “i’m  sorry  it  hurts.  you  can  look  at  it  as  a  good  thing ,  though.  better  it  to  be  your  wrist  than  ankle.”  more  important  to  stand  and  walk  than  to  use  an  arm ,  still  ––  he  hopes  her  wrist  feels  better  soon.  intently  observing  to  ensure  rachel’s  safety ,  once  he  sees  she’s  able  to  take  a  step ,  sound  of  feet  crunching  freshly  fallen  fall  leaves  rustle  beneath  soles  of  dress  boots  as  bruce  takes  a  few  steps  forward  then  stops  to  peer  over  his  shoulder  at  her.   “well ,  the  ambulance  awaits.”  playfully  speaking ,  gesturing  her  to  hop  on  and  he’ll  carry  her.

he’s being awfully sincere.  he was always rather genuine ,  like his parents had been.  their kindness lived on through him.  he could very easily adopt the personality of a billionaire brat ,  but surely alfred would put bruce right if he did so.  “alright, alright.”  rachel smiles and braces herself by resting slender hands on his shoulders , feeling the outer edges of his collar bones under her fingertips beneath the expensive fabric of his shirt. sunset-colored leaves crunch under foot as she hops up ,  muscle memory clicking into place from their years playing this game.  she can smell the pomade in his hair ,  waxy with a hint of handsome fragrance.  it’s nice having such a good friend.  maybe he’d grow up and help others in different ways.  as a doctor ,  performing surgeries for hours no matter the exhaustion.  or an engineer  ––   he certainly loves  tinkering with things around the house.  one afternoon they’d taken apart and reconstructed a music box discovered on a treasure hunt. the brass key no longer turned ,  ornate porcelain figures frozen in their waltz.  but careful hands and dedication worked through until the box’s tinkling melody filled the cozy kitchen.  they pretended to dance like the fancy couple twirling to the familiar tune ,  before challenging each other to see who could drink a glass of freshly pressed apple juice faster.  “this is the definitely fanciest ambulance in all of gotham.”  

[leafcafe]

Leaf is extremely proud to announce that the Mayor of Hertford councillor Rachel Carter will be opening our Christmas Grotto 9.30am on Saturday 7th December.

Please come along for maybe a mince pie and mulled apple juice, a rousing rendition of Jingle bells from our junior elves (accompanied by owner Carol on glockenspiel ha ha ) and possibly a glimpse of the big man himself …

To book go to www.hertsgrotto.co.uk🎄🎅❤️. #mumsguidetohertford #ilovehertford #hertfordtowncouncil #hertfordtouristinformationcentre #hertsgrotto #productsexposure

[croyvenops]

I'm just gonna answer these unprompted because no one will ask and I'm a self centered twat.

Repair Industrial communication and electronics equipment.

Tasted like apples cause my gf was drinking apple juice.

Only one: Music. It's to separate the music from the podcasts.

I enjoy both but I like the results of cooking more.

Drawn Together and Eminem's music with all the homophobia.

Allowimg my uncle to keep cats when I let him stay in one of the old houses I intend to tear down. He let them multiply and turn it into a health hazard.

Rachel Leigh Cooke as she appeared in the Josie and The Pussycats movie.

Only one and I'd say I barely know it.

I once gave serious consideration to shooting up my school as a kid. (well over 20 years ago)

I'm having an existential crisis trying to answer this so I'll just say the book that left the biggest emotional impact on me: The Five People You Meet In Heaven.

Stay at home dad.

No. Not home often enough to care for a pet.

Two. I'm the youngest.

5'11" and change.

My voice. Sounds like white, redneck Steve Urkel.

March 31st

Telling a lady friend she was beautiful when she was being down on herself then completely drawing a blank when she asked how.

A house for $28,000. Derelict, belonged to my parents, money was to pay off the lien on it.

Yeah.

Got caught playing 'doctor' with my cousin when we were around 5.

On The Road Again by Canned Heat; Reminds me of my dad dancing with my nephews when they were toddlers. https://youtu.be/qRKNw477onU?feature=shared

Eros and Apollos by Studio Killers; reminds me of my ex friend. https://youtu.be/uGjHsLnUO1U?feature=shared

Texting. I used to talk on the phone for a living. I hate it. Facetime is distracting.

One girl used to call me sunshine ironically. Closest I've had.

No one is obligated to love you, fuck you, be your friend, or even tolerate being around you outside of polite rules of society in public spaces.

No.

My modicum of skill at my job, my simple tastes, and my unibrow.

Own a cat again.

Extremely.

Met one of the creator of Boglin's, Tim Clarke.

Really Get To Know Me

Threw together a small list of questions to ask to get to know everybody better.

What do you do for work?

Tell me about your first kiss.

What playlists do you have on your phone?

Do you like cooking or baking more?

Guilty pleasures?

Something you regret.

Celebrity crush?

How many languages do you know?

Make a confession.

What's your favorite book?

What was your childhood dream job?

Do you have any pets?

How many siblings do you have? Are you oldest, middle, or youngest?

How tall are you?

What's something you're insecure about?

When is your birthday?

Embarrassing memory?

What's the most expensive thing you've ever bought?

Have you ever had a one night stand?

Have you ever been caught doing the do?

A song that evokes a good memory?

A song that evokes a bad memory?

Do you prefer phone calls, facetime, or texting?

Your favorite pet name from your partner? (baby girl, honey, brat, etc.)

What's a controversial opinion you have?

Do you believe in second chances?

3 things you love about yourself.

What is something you are sure you'd NEVER do?

How different is your actual adult self from how you pictured it when you were little?

Have you ever met a celebrity?

Free Pass! (Ask whatever question you want to know that's not on the list)

[coolgirl32]

Episode 1 season 1 A very beautiful day

Ok so now that everyone got to know the people and peaceville so this is the first season and first episode of the 1950s family life I'm going to try my very hardest so enjoy also no copyrighting or reposting without my permission so please do enjoy

It starts with a beautiful morning in the Henderson House Jacqulyn Henderson wakes up with a smile on her face she gets up and stretches and tiptoes to the kitchen without waking her husband or her children up.

When she got to the kitchen she prepared everyone's breakfast she made pancakes bacon eggs orange juice apple juice milk toast and some fruit and also prepared baby food for her twin babies the smell of the breakfast woke everyone up with a good mood, when everyone went to the dining room they saw that everything was on the table ready to be eaten and enjoyed. While everyone was eating George and his wife put Zoe and Emmett in high chairs so George and Jacqulyn can feed Zoe and Emmett with the mushed up baby food that has breast milk in it. after everyone got done eating and putting their dishes in the sink everyone went to there bedrooms to get dressed Jacqulyn and George got Zoe and Emmett dressed.

A few minutes later

Everyone was already dressed Rachel and Liam Victoria and Andrew Abby and Max were already at their schools and Zoe and Emmett were at daycare George and Jacqulyn we're already driving to work at George's office. When they got to the office everyone said hi to them they said hi back and went to their office room and sat at both their desks. When they got finished with their work it was lunch time luckily Jacqulyn brought not only hers but her husband's lunch to work as well when they started eating their lunch George complimented his wife on making a really good lunch of course it was leftovers from last night. When they got done eating their lunch they went back to work while they were working it started to rain outside both George and Jacqulyn were both shocked and a little disappointed because they wanted to take their kids out to the park maybe next time they thought but they continue to work.

A few hours later

George and Jacqulyn headed back home safely and are now at their house staying warm and dry waiting for their children to come home from school today Zoe and Emmett are taking a nap in their room in their cradles after being picked up from their parents today. When the rest of the children came home from school they told their parents the kind of day they had today. A few hours later after supper everyone was getting ready for bed and brushing their teeth after everyone did that the kids headed to the living room George was in there with a Bible for kids George put on his reading glasses and began to read Daniel's 3 to his children when the story ended he told his kids to never give up on God and to never lose faith when it was bedtime everyone headed off to bed.

A few moments later

George and Jacqulyn were in their shared bed reading their books when George looked at the time he told his wife it was bedtime they had a big day tomorrow his wife agreed and they put their books away and George took his reading glasses off put them on the nightstand next to him and turn off his lamp his wife turned off her lamp they both lay down and they both kissed each other passionately saying good night to each other and they fell right to sleep until the next day or they'll have a wonderful happy day they hope that it'll be sunny tomorrow

I hope you all like this episode 2 will come out anyway I hope everyone enjoyed this and I will be riding X-Men 97 fanfic in a little while you all will be surprised on what it's going to be

[lich-witch]

okay let's take it up a notch lemonade vs mango juice

hi rachel. they're both alright. it's less that i like orange juice and more that i hate apple juice in particular

[vee-ko]

Recipe for Rachel's Sugar Plum Spice Jam When fresh plums are in season, put up some red plum jam with holiday flavors of clove and allspice. It makes a beautiful Christmas gift or addition to your Thanksgiving table. 1 tablespoon butter, 4 drops red food coloring, 1 teaspoon ground allspice, 1/2 cup apple juice, 8 cups white sugar, 1 package powdered fruit pectin, 1.5 teaspoons ground cloves, 1/2 can frozen orange juice concentrate, 2 cups chopped fresh pineapple, 10 red plums pitted and chopped, 1 lemon juiced

[cavorta]

(German below/Deutsch unten) Some kitchen witchcraft: One of my favorite drinks in Winter Mulled juice (alcohol-free alternative to mulled wine) For four mugs: 500 ml apple juice 500 ml red grape juice add a pinch of some grounded spices: cinnamon cardamom star anise clove nutmeg You can also use a spice blend, e.g. for gingerbread or pumpkin pie spice Mix the spices with the juices and heat (do not boil). Serve warm in mugs. As the spices and juice have magical properties, you can also use this drink for spells or rituals. I can recommend "A Kitchen Witch's World of Magical Foods" by Rachel Patterson to look up the magical properties. Or take a look at this blog of hers: https://www.rachelpatterson.co.uk/single-post/spice-up-your-life-working-magic-with-spices --- Ein bisschen Küchenmagie: Eines meiner Lieblingsgetränke im Winter Glühsaft (alkoholfreie Alternative zu Glühwein) Für vier Becher: 500 ml Apfelsaft 500 ml roter Traubensaft jeweils eine Prise einiger gemahlener Gewürze hinzufügen: Zimt Kardamom Sternanis Nelke Muskatnuss Du kannst auch eine Gewürzmischung verwenden, z. B. Lebkuchengewürz. Die Gewürze mit den Säften mischen und erhitzen (nicht kochen). Warm in Bechern servieren. Da die Gewürze und der Saft magische Eigenschaften haben, kannst du dieses Getränk auch für Zaubersprüche oder Rituale verwenden. Ich kann "A Kitchen Witch's World of Magical Foods" von Rachel Patterson empfehlen, um die magischen Eigenschaften nachzuschlagen. Oder schau dir diesen Blogbeitrag von ihr an: https://www.rachelpatterson.co.uk/single-post/spice-up-your-life-working-magic-with-spices (photo: Lovini, Pixabay)

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

:D Ah thx!

1. You’re Not Welcome by Naethan Apollo

2. Pied Piper by CG5

3. I Swallowed Shampoo by Soupy Garbage Juice

4. Redlight by Creative Differences

5. An Unhealthy Obsession by The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

6. Gold Guns Girls by Metric

7. Praying Mantis by Jazz Alonso

8. Walking With Giants by Rachel Sandy

9. Danger Apple Origin Story! by Shane Curry

10. In My Head by Mike Shinoda and Kailee Morgue

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Rules: Shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people.

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Brand new city - mitski

Heaven - mitski

Just like heaven - the cure

Mama - my chemical romance

Cities in dust - siouxsie and the banshees

Spellbound - siouxsie and the banshees

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Wax and wane - cocteau twins

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[falseprkers]

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─  ⋆ ⸝⸝  ˖ 𓂃 🩰 🤍 🐷 hello!!! my name is jasper, and here is bit about myself! :)

[ ─ i am black and dominican! ]

[ ─ i am the middle child :) ]

[ ─ they / she pronouns! ]

[ ─ i am a kpop fan! my mains are bts, twice, and itzy! i will not, unfortunately, be writing about them, but it’d be nice to have mutuals who like the same groups as me! ]

[ ─ i am 16! i go to a preforming arts highschool :3 ]

[ ─ i play the flute, and i’ve been playing since 7th grade!!! i would say i’m decent at playing but i definitely need to work on breathing / air techniques cus i still run out of air despite how long i’ve been playing lmfao!!! ]

[ ─ my aesthetic is coquette, if you couldn’t tell already 🐇 ]

[ ─ i am pansexual!!! but my preference for woman is higher than men! ]

[ ─ my favs from the fandoms i write for are: MARVEL, peter parker / druig / loki laufeyson / bucky barnes / kingo / sersi / charles xavier | HARRY POTTER, ron weasley / neville longbottom / blaise zabini / dean thomas / harry potter / cho chang / lavender brown / pansy parkinson | MHA, shouto todoroki / aizawa / ochako / tsuyu | DC, dick grayson, harley quinn, barry allen, jason todd, and bruce wayne | THE WILDS, toni shalifoe, rachel reid, & fatin jadmani ]

[ ─ my favs from outside of the fandoms i write for are: alina starkov, finnick odair, peeta mellark, edward cullen, isabella swan, noora sætre * norway skam *, buffy summers, brooke davis, nathan scott, spencer reid, hanna marin, toby cavanaugh, mike wheeler ]

[ — i am a hufflepuff 🌙🥂 ]

[ ─ biases in kpop; YOONGI. YUNA. CHAEYOUNG. ]

[ ─ bias wreckers; TAEHYUNG. CHAERYOUNG. SANA. ]

[ ─ my favorite artists are taylor swift, adele, lana del rey, harry styles, frank ocean, fiona apple, bôa, mazzy star, björk, alice in chains, elliot smith, and phoebe bridgers! ]

[ ─ i loveeee minecraft, cherry cola, watermelon sour patch kids, takis, burger king, victoria secret perfumes, strawberry scented / tasting ANYTHING, coconut / shea butter smelling anything, the coffee smell, vanilla creamer, and apple juice! ]

[ ─ my favorite colors are green, brown, pink, blue, purple, and black ]

[ — favorite taylor album of ALL time is red! * stream taylor’s version * ]

[ — my username is based off the song false god by taylor mixed with prkers which is just a shortened down parker bcs peter parker and taylor swift are like my favorite ppl ever!!/!2&.&/& 🤍🎀 ]

[ ─ i cant really think of anything else as of right now!!! so thank you for reading and getting to know very little about me! ]

[jadedsnowtiger]

Rachel moaned, as she awoke soaking wet, running her hands through her hair.

For the third day this week, she was just soaking in her own sweat as she awoke with no memory of her nightmare, no memory of what was going on. This habit was beginning to scare her, as she sat up looking around her room.

The soft purple fairy lights lit up the side of her bedroom, with a soft glow as she noticed nothing had changed. Her room was just the way it was before she went to bed, the night before when Dick read her to sleep. Watching over her other symptoms of not being able to keep food down, gagging at anything offered to her to drink.

Dick told her it was just the flu, or some stomach bug, but he had taken some blood today in hopes of getting a better understanding of what was wrong with her, since the symptoms were getting worse instead of better.

Tonight she was thirsty, something new to add to the list. Reaching for the water at her bedside, it did nothing for her thrust, as she looked around confused.

Maybe a walk to the kitchen for some juice would help, she decided as she attempted to get out of bed, slipping as she lost her balance. She didn't realize how dizzy she had been, but it made sense since she couldn't eat anything.

She stumbled to her door, smiling at herself in success, as she leaned against the door frame, using it to keep her up right. She walked down the hallway, leaning heavily on the wall, only making it a few feet before she fell to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath.

"Ma." Gars bedroom door opened as he flew to her side, kneeling down. "Mama, are you okay, what are you doing outta bed baby?"

"I want juice." She had no energy to fight with him, she just wanted a drink.

"Why didn't you just call one of us? The call bell was right beside you?" Gar rubbed her arm gently, "You're freezing, Mama, we gotta get you back to bed and get Dick and Kori."

"Juice." She was so thirsty, anything would do at this point.

"Let me take you to bed, I'll get your juice." Gar spoke with concern, pulling her in for a hug, as he rubbed her back.

"Juice."

"Mama you're freezing." Gar rubbed her arms, holding her close, as if to protect her.

"Please, I am so thirsty." She looked up to him begging, as he picked her up, placing her head up by his shoulder. Suddenly, something smelt good, she could smell the freshness of life and light. She ran her nose into his neck, rubbing it gently as she found herself moaning.

"Rea, I don't mind the loving, but you're sick." Gar spoke as he lay her back on the hospital bed. "Let me get an IV in you, where did your other one go?"

"So thirsty." She whimpered, holding onto his hand.

"Let me check your blood sugar. Call Dick and Kori" Gar asked gently, as he kissed her hand. "This isn't right."

As he moved away, so did the feeling of safety and love, she felt cold, as she rolled into herself crying gently.

"Dick- med bay, Rachel's acting strange."

Rachel cried softly, as Gar returned.

"Little stab, let's see your blood sugar." Gar told her, as he pinched her finger to gather the blood.

Rachel watched as the red liquid bubbles up for the small pin pick, for some reason all she could smell was herself, vanilla and lavender.

"It's low, but we can't get you to eat." Gar smiled, brushing her hair gently. "Okay, this IV will help, can you handle one more poke?"

Rachel nodded, as Gar fixed her up, kissing her bandaid afterwards.

"What's going on Gar?" Dick walked into the room. "I brought some juice."

"Rachel isn't right, Dick." Gar spoke gently. "I don't think it's Raven, but she's not-"

"Take a breath." Dick spoke gently, comforting Gar. "You're thirsty, baby?".

Rachel nodded, as Dick moved to her side.

"Don't get angry if you throw it up, we are calling in a doctor tomorrow."

Rachel reached for the glass, simple apple juice her favorite.

"Take a drink, baby girl." Dick sat down beside her, helping her sit up.

Rachel almost gagged, as it was brought to her mouth, it smelt like someone had pissed into it.

"It's just juice baby, I swear." Dick coached her, rubbing her back.

It even tasted like piss, as she threw the glass, breaking down with a scream before Dick wrapped his arms around her, rocking her gently.

"Why did you feed me piss?" She hit him with her fist, crying in frustration.

"Baby, I wouldn't do that." Dicks hands were in her hair, petting her.

"I am so thirsty and you gave me piss." She screamed, as she punched his gut.

"Mama, no, Daddy didn't." Gar spoke as she growled at him in rage.

"You sure this isn't Raven?" Dick asked Gar as she growled at them.

"Mama, it's okay." Gar reached for her hand, as she growled at him, slapping his hand away. "No no, you don't get to slap at me."

Gar wasn't angry with his words, but he was stren, as he took her hand.

"Rachel, we don't slap." Gar reminded her, as he took her hand wrapping both of his around it. "We use our words, what do you need?"

"I am so thirty." She screamed as Gar wrapped his arms around her pulling her close.

The smell of love life was back, as she buried her nose into his neck. She wanted so much more.

"Rea, Dick is in the room- ah!"

She could taste life as she bit into his neck, her mouth filled with the sweetest of flavor.

It was everything she would ever want, sweet and savory as it filled her mouth, before she was pulled away.

"Mama, what?" Gar looked to her shocked, as she placed a hand over his mouth and went back to her feeding. "Dick?"

"Right." There was a movement around the room, before something plastic replaced the warm feeling of Gar's vain in her mouth. It was cool, and bitter like her favorite lemonade.

"Okay..." Gar spoke with shook, as she felt confusion from both men.

"Maybe it's a demon thing?" Dick sounded like he shrugged, as Rachel closed her eyes drinking from the bag heavily.

"Demons drink blood?" Gar sounded adorable, like she wasn't in his arms drinking away at the bag as Dick squeezed it for her.

"Well if you know anything about demons that you're not sharing with us." Dick teased back.

"Is it helping?" Gar asked gently, kissing her cheek.

She felt warmth, and love, and full of life, as she looked back to him and smiled gently.

"Your colors are coming back." Dick noticed, as he petted her bangs out of her eyes.

"She's warming up too." Gar spoke, as he rubbed her back.

"Keep drinking baby." Dick cooed down to her, placing the straw in her mouth.

"My girlfriends a vampire." Gar started to laugh, as he rubbed her back. "Demonic Vampire."

Rachel just melted into his warmth, allowing herself to relax in his hold as she finished the bag of blood. She felt fully relaxed, like she had drunk a whole bottle of Kori's wine. Her eyes were growing heavy as she sighed in content.

"Good luck with that Gar." Dick laughed at him, as she closed her eyes leaning down into Gars chest listening to his heartbeat.

"I don't think I need it, she is stronger than all of us." Gar rubbed her back, kissing her head.

"I'll ask Bruce what I can do about bleed feedings, maybe we can start giving her more of a raw diet." Dicks hands went through her hair.

"What if she eats me?"

"You were a good son." Dick laughed, kissing Gars forehead.

[incorrect-thewilds-quote]

Rachel: Hey, Nor!

Nora: Don't talk to me.

Rachel: Why? What did I do?

Nora: Last night, you were so drunk, you got my iPad and put it in the blender.

Rachel: Really?

Nora: Yeah. You said you were making apple juice.

[badfriendslabels]

Ott’s Apple Juice