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JSA Member Tournament: Round One, Part Twenty-Five
#dc comics#justice society of america#red beetle#sara butters#citizen steel#nathan heywood#jsa#jsa member tournament#dc character poll#dc character tournament#character tournament#poll#round one
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DC Mega Tournament
Round 1
Please vote for who you think would win between the 2 characters and not who you like more.
#dc#dc comics#dcu#dc mega tournament#justice league#batman#batfam#batwing#david zavimbe#red beetle#sara butters#blue beetle
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Believe me, it was an accident... truck accident...
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I rarely follow art trends but I thought it'd be fun :))
#literally all of them fit into multiple#auuhh time to tag lol#club penguin#bungo stray dogs#mob psycho 100#strange hill high#evillious chronicles#milo murphy's law#bsd#shh#ec#mp100#mml#gary the gadget guy#bsd ranpo#becky butters#banica conchita#reigen arataka#sara murphy#fanart
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Stick your hands inside of my pockets
Keep them warm while I'm still here
Tell them this love hasn't changed me
Changed me at all
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Stick your heart inside of my chest
Keep it warm here while we rest
Tell them this love hasn't changed me
Changed me at all
#love notes#tegan and sara#i know i know i know#the dead of the night has never been louder#as i hear my heart screaming your name#life with you is better than butter#life without you just wouldn't be the same
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I'm supposed give you a heart so before i pass out again
These anons huh? Heh
AAAAAAA :........
I wanna eat the physics defying heart
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Does ANYONE here know how I can circumvent the region limitations on amazon or another platform so I can get my hands on the Waitress proshot? I have tried with a vpn and creating a new account and buying gift cards but it still wont let me. Please please please I will be forever grateful.
#broadway#pie show#waitress#sara bareilles#waitress the musical#sugar butter flour#bootlegs#broadway bootlegs#broadway proshots#amazon video#apple tv
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Waitress Stage Film Getting Movie Theatre Release on December 7
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sara lee can go fuck herself
#sara lee#america#american foods#butter bread#it just tastes better#ed blog#eating disorder recovery#ed cw#eating disoder tw#eating disroders#eating disorder#eating disorder blog#ana blog#tw ana trigger#not pro just using tags#notprojusttags#not pro just tags#proana#promia#anamia
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This is how you family-cook a grand meal apparently. Just cheering on mom. Yes, it’s Winterfest again already lol.
#what goes with ham holiday meal?#fruit cake and buttered crumpets i guessss#cleo kealoha#sara kealoha#megan kealoha#ts4#the sims 4#the sims 4 gameplay#ts4 gameplay#vault challenge
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*waves* hi! i have a cute little prompt idea for you! matt's having a self-conscious day and mox decides to spoil him a little with attention and maybe throws his hoodie at him for good measure so he's wrapped up in something comfy. i hope this makes sense lmao
Cut to the Feeling - click for AO3
Mox has noticed that Matt is acting strangely. Well, more strangely than your average Matt. What he doesn't realize, though, is that him realizing Matt is being weird is weird for Mox himself.
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Thank you SO MUCH for this prompt. It was exactly the fluffy fun I was hoping for <3 <3 Title from Carly Rae Jepsen's "Cut to the Feeling" because fluff in a song.
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Matt is being…well, the only word Mox can come up with is weird, but that feels wrong, too. Matt’s always weird. This is different. He’s fidgeting all through the pre-show meetings. Eventually, Mox is able to figure out the exact move: Matt keeps yanking at this one bit of his hair, right at the top of his head, then pulling out his ponytail and redoing it. Runs his hand over his hair, yanks at it, pulls the ponytail out, redoes it. Like clockwork. Mox is compelled to follow him into the EVP locker room, just to see how long it takes before Matt realizes somebody else is in there.
He doesn’t. He just keeps pulling at and messing with his hair with this little pout on his face that makes Mox want to do something stupid.
“You know,” Mox says, on what is probably the fiftieth ponytail, “you keep pulling at it, you’re gonna just yank it out.”
Matt jumps about a foot, whirls around to see Mox. He wasn’t hiding, technically. It’s just that the Bucks have so much fucking luggage it’s easily for someone to hide behind it, make themselves smaller than necessary. “How long have you been there?!”
“Bout two or three minutes,” Mox replies, stretching out his legs in front of him as he settles into a chair. “Long enough to watch you freak out about your hair. What’s the deal?”
“It’s this stupid cowlick,” Matt grumbles, pushing down. If Mox really looks, he can see it. A little irregularity in the otherwise perfectly smooth head of the best hair in the locker room. “I got it a while back when I fell funny during a ladder match. Scraped off part of my scalp, and the hair grew back all curly.” He pushes down at it again, frowning, like it bothers him more knowing where it came from. “Stupid – usually I can get it under control, but today…” He trails off, growling in frustration.
“Maybe I can help.” The words are out before Mox can stop them. There are maybe four instance in the universe where he could see himself helping Matt Jackson, and at least two of them involve a zombie apocalypse, so he has no idea what the hell is coming out of his mouth. “Yeah, come on. I used to do braids for my sister when my mom was at work early.” He stands, walking over to Matt. His hands settle themselves on Matt’s shoulders without Mox's permission.
Matt’s voice is tiny when he sits in metal chair in front of a locker and says, “Okay.”
Mox works in silence as he works around the bumpy spot. He had a couple spots like this in the back of his head from some gnarly light tube bumps and one particularly interesting encounter with a broken whisk, but he never worried about it like Matt does. Matt does seem to relax as Mox works, though, leaning against the back of the chair and tilting his head as Mox directs. His eyes are closed.
Mox twists the strands over each other, a French braid on either side of Matt’s hair until he’s ready to join them in a single braid down the middle. He looks a little like one of those elves from Lord of the Rings, but prettier.
Oh, fuck. He’s getting fond.
“Okay,” Mox murmurs when he’s got the final tie done, voice too gentle. “Go take a look.”
Matt’s eyes flutter open and look up at Mox with that infuriating cow-eyed earnestness. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet, I could’a fucked it up.”
Matt practically beams at him. “I don’t think so.” He pulls out his phone, tilting back and forth. “Wow. This is…involved.”
Mox shrugs. “I figured a basic ponytail would make it easier for the bump to stand out. Make it a little more intricate, the curls blend in, you know?”
Matt does a bizarre arm movement. “I can’t see the back.”
“Want me to take a picture?”
Matt nods. “Yes, thank you.”
So goddamned polite, when he’s not being an arrogant prick. Mox is annoyed with how endeared he’s becoming. He snaps a few at different angles, sure to catch the places where the braids come together in what may be the cleanest braid he’s ever done. “Here you go.”
Matt scrolls through the photos, mouth open. “You’re – you’re really good at this.”
Mox shrugs. “I’m a man of many talents.”
“No kidding.” Matt reaches up and presses his hand lightly to the braid, like he’s still not convinced it’s on his head. “I can’t even figure out where the bump was.” He starts pushing around.
“You – quit that! You’ll mess it up!” Mox grabs Matt’s hand, and, fuck, his heart stutters.
Matt looks up at him, big brown eyes so goddamn sweet through long lashes, and Mox decides to make a terrible decision. He leans down, presses a kiss to Matt’s lips, fucks up every good decision he’s ever made.
It’s quick, though, chaste and gentle and definitely does not give Mox chills, because that would be lame.
“Oh,” Matt says, eyes wide. “Oh. That’s a thing that happened.”
Mox won’t be the one to break eye contact first. “Uh. Yup.”
Matt breaks into a grin. Mox feels like he’s basking in sunshine. Matt stands up, doesn’t break eye contact. “I, um. It could be a thing that happens again?”
Mox sighs, because he’s always been a sucker. It’s his fault for sneaking into the Bucks’ locker room, isn’t it. “It could.”
The fucker literally twirls a lock of hair around his finger. “You gonna lean down or are you gonna make me stand on my toes?”
With an eye roll, Mox rests his hand on the back of Matt’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss, a little firmer than before, something with a bit more of a bite behind it. Matt settles his hands on Mox’s waist, thumbs rubbing fascinating little patterns into his skin. When they break apart, Matt looks relaxed, which is not something Mox can say for himself.
“Maybe I should have vanity crises more often, if it gets me this,” Matt laughs.
Mox leans down and kisses Matt, because if Mox gets his tongue in Matt’s mouth, maybe he won’t be able to say anything ridiculous.
A ringing phone is what breaks them apart eventually.
“My alarm!” Matt says, looking, himself, alarmed. “I was supposed to be getting warmed up for my match, like, now.” He starts digging through his stuff, tassels and cans of spray tan becoming projectiles Mox only barely dodges. “Oh, come on. Where’s my hoodie?”
Mox sighs, because apparently he’s back in high school but, this time, he’s the big dumb jock. “Want my hoodie?”
Matt lights up like a goddamn Christmas tree. “Really?”
Mox pulls it off over his head, passes it to Matt. “Yeah. I’m the one who made it so you don’t have time to find yours.” He grins as Matt holds it in his hands. “Least I could do.”
Matt pulls it on without another word, over the braids with delicate precision. Mox gets a little warm with how it’s just the right side of too-big to be cozy and warm. “Okay,” Matt says. “Yeah, we – we gotta talk about this after my match. Like, definitely gotta talk.” He reaches out and squeezes Mox’s hand. He still hasn’t stopped glowing. “Um. Okay. Bye.”
Mox doesn’t let his hand go, though, and pulls him back. “One more for the road?”
“Okay, well. Yeah. I’m not gonna say no.”
Mox pulls Matt back to him for another kiss, and gives himself the luxury of, for once, not worrying about what happens next.
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Mini Playlist (just as sugary sweet as the fic): Uh Oh - Junior Doctor Cross My Heart - Marianas Trench Cut to the Feeling - Carly Rae Jepsen Catch Your Wave - The Click Five
Visual reference for the described hairstyle in the fic
#bambihausen#in which Sara writes#MattMox#MoxMatt#WHICH TAG DO I USE WHO THE FUCK KNOWS!#Matt Jackson#Jon Moxley#wtf i like wrestling now???#This is like#Call a dentist levels of fluff#Get yourself a some peanut butter and make yourself a fluffernutter level of fluff#I had so much fun writing this
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Laying on the floor abt the fans of mea being so few
#like yeahh it wasnt perfect but theres juicy stuff for protags and also jaal and peebee are there. what more could u want#i also LOOOOVE drack and vetra and liam and lexi and kallo and suvi and.... sorry cora. youre 😐 to me#but everyone else MWAH!!!#i need more people who like star trek or hopeful space media or daddyissues protag to join me#i NEEEEED to talk abt scott and sara (my version) i need to talk abt jaal and the implications of the angara#scott and sara and their whole family shit is the bread and butter for me GNSBSM im writing prequel shit rn and its so....#personal /
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you know what? when things suck, there’s always bundt cake!
#i don’t need hockey i have butter sugar cake flour. or whatever sara bareilles said when she wrote waitress#had a bad work day and both teams lost. it is what it is!!!#mitchy scored a goal. i have that!#they didn’t get shut out that’s literally all you can ask
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Recipe for Lemon Pound Cake I extremely airy pound cake. Identical to Sara Lee's in flavor!
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Lemon Pound Cake I Very light pound cake. Tastes just like Sara Lee's!
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Who do you consider friends but you’re not mutuals? Im curious
-Curious anon
if we talk and you chill. we friends. this corner of the internet is really nice :D
#ask butter#especially all my artist peeps you are all the coolest people ever#<- scientific fact#i don't really have a list or smth though did lose my marbles when Sara followed back (ssshhhh that is secret)
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