#smoked tuna

[petermorwood]

We get ours from Bien Manger (and like to practice our French, hence that link; there's a language-change tab at the very bottom).

I also recommend trying to find smoked tuna; it's amazing.

I also recommend exploring the rest of the Bien Manger site; it's a treat for the imagination's tastebuds. :->

As long as we're talking about weird sibling texts y'all gotta see this completely unprompted banger my sister sent me the other day.

[fleshmonger]

Rotating Sandwich Mood Board

Rotating Sandwich Mood Board

[windslar]

[allthatispeculiar]

[tsunael]

wolcred week |  7. 'the last.'

"I want," she says. "That's my problem. I want, and I want, and I want." "What do you want?" he asks, voice soft. "Everything. Charm me. Rip me open. Ruin me. Go too far."

Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne.

[whatwooshkai]

9️⃣ 🥺

Surprisingly, the cramping in Heatwave's tanks has actually nothing to do with the situation he's currently in.

"I still don't know how you got me to agree to this," Chase snaps from where he's got one arm deep in the air vent just under the roof of the firehouse, the other clutching the brick wall so hard he's probably going to leave indentations in it.

"You're doing great!" Cody calls from the ground. "Can you feel it in there?"

"Not yet," Chase grumbles.

"I'm not doing great," Boulder mumbles. They take a slight sidestep to the left and Heatwave's grip instinctively tightens.

"Ow," Blades whines, wincing, and there's a screech as Chase's grip on the walls tighten. "Loosen up, please! You're going to crush my plating!"

"You're not a fucking tuna can!" Heatwave hisses, but he loosens his grip. Oh my Primus. Why did we agree to this.

Chase on top of Blades on top of Heatwave on top of Boulder. Why couldn't they have just gotten, oh, I don't know, a ladder?? Like the one on Heatwave's back??

Heatwave's tanks cramp again and he winces, causing another chain reaction. "I am going to have to ask you to stop moving," Chase grits out like it hurts.

Just then, the firehouse alarm blares.

Boulder startles and lurches forward, sending all of them off balance. Blades jumps and transforms away, his rotors smacking into the wall and sending him careening down to the ground. Heatwave flails to keep his balance in an attempt that's immediately shut down when Chase lands directly on his head, sending all three of them backwards into the grass and the fence, too.

"Are you guys okay?" Cody shouts, rushing over to the groaning pile of rescue bots. The alarm is still blaring. "Oh, you found it!" He plucks the drone out of Chase's loose servo.

"Alive," Heatwave mutters. He winces in sympathy at Blades' bent rotors in the corner of his vision and the dent smashed in Boulder's side. He can't even see Chase beneath him, but he's alive too.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Kade shouts, coming up beside Cody and waving his helmet at them. "We have to go!"

Heatwave doesn't even bother to stifle his groan.

I should have seen that coming.

[disarm-you]

Future Promises

Tuna-Tober Prompt: Drugged

Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!reader

Summary: You and Eddie toke up after a show while discussing your future.

Content Warning: marijuana usage

Word Count: 1482

A/n: I had a couple more prompts from the Tuna-Tober challenge but wasn’t able to finish them. I have an autoimmune disorder and it’s flaring up. If I get them finished in a reasonable time frame, I’ll post them as late submissions.

Happy Halloween to those who observe!

Thank you so much for reading! Gentle reminder that reblogs are the best way to support writers on here. XOXO

“Seriously though, you guys were amazing tonight. I know you like to joke but there is a huge improvement across the board: your vocal delivery is on point and Jeff’s guitar solo is creative.” You said, sinking back into Eddie’s bed. You lay there, watching in admiration as your boyfriend prepared the second blunt of the evening. You had the night off work and you spent it watching Corroded Coffin play at The Hideaway. It had been a while since you two had hung out, varying schedules and all that. So after the show, you two decided to split and celebrate in the privacy of Eddie’s bedroom. He had the first blunt already prepared, knowing beforehand that it would be used either in celebration, or to aid in licking his wounds.

Your eyes shamelessly wandered over his hands, admiring the way his thick digits were so gently breaking down the weed you two were about to share. Smoke hung heavy in the room but your heart felt light. Eddie provided sunshine in your life and you loved any opportunity to bask in it.

“Thanks babe. We’ve been practicing a lot more and I think we really worked some kinks out of a few of our songs.” He replied as he began to roll it up. You let yourself stare at the prominent veins in his hands as they wove up the top of his arms.

“You guys really have. I’ve missed you a lot lately but I’m really happy for you. I really feel like this is the year Corroded Coffin takes off. After you graduate, of course!”

“Yes, definitely after graduation.” He said, crawling back on the bed with the blunt in tow. “I noticed the way you were watching me over there. See anything you like?” He teased, playfully raising an eyebrow.

”Yeah. All of it.” You giggle, snatching the blunt from his hand, lighting it with the zippo you had in your pocket. Another wave of relaxation wafted over you almost as soon as the earthy smoke hit your lungs. You take another hit, bigger than the first, holding it briefly before blowing smoke rings upon exhaling.

”Show off.” Eddie teased, taking the blunt out of your fingers.

Contrary to popular belief you were smoking weed before you met Eddie. It was a nice escape from the tension you lived with. You would step out after helping your mom cleanup from dinner, slipping to the park where you would have a small bowl or two, relishing the peace before going back home to hide in your room for the rest of the night. Your parents were often too caught up in their own vices to notice that you were stoned. Plus, the experience was an added bonus that gave you an easy in with Eddie.

“Speaking of graduation, have you thought about what you want to do afterwards?” He asked, pulling another hit.

The question left a pit in your stomach. Graduation was a ways away but you knew it would be here before you were ready.

“I don’t know what I want to do when I grow up, Eds. I mean, I do know that I don’t want to be a cashier forever but it’s nice to be able to save up some cash. Long term though? It’s hard. Like I see my parents: my mom is a secretary and my dad is a supervisor. Neither of them seem happy. But then again no adults really seem happy. And I don’t want a life like that. I want passion and excitement not boredom and routine. I want a life I don’t have to escape from.” You say excidelty, before hitting the blunt. “ I’ve thought about college. I get good grades but I don’t know if my test scores are high enough to get in. And if I did, I couldn’t pay for it anyway.” You shrug, passing the blunt back to him.

“Well babe, what do you think about me and you making plans after we graduate?”

Your heart fluttered at the thought. You two had been dating since the beginning of your junior year but you were just as unsure about your romantic future as you were about your career. You are without a doubt head over heels in love with this man, but rock stars weren’t exactly known for their monogamy. However, Eddie did feel different than other boys. He was patient with you. He was kind and respected your boundaries. You two dated well over a year before having sex, never pressuring you for more than what you enthusiastically wanted to do. But most importantly he listened to you. He always waited for you to finish your sentences before he spoke. He remembered your favorite flavors and food preferences but also, it was more than that. It was like he could see into your soul. His own familial issues helped him understand yours and he provided solace that you couldn’t find in your home.

“I didn’t know that was an option. Have you thought about us after graduation?”

”Of course I do, babe. I love you.” He replied, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. The earnest in his eyes made your heart flip.

“I love you too, Eddie but I can’t help but worry that all this enthusiasm is only because we recently started sleeping together.”

“Hey,I was thinking about us long before any of that started! Don’t get me wrong, the sex is phenomenal with you but what we have is real. There’s a connection here that not a lot of people get to have. I’m not ready to lose that. I really think that you and I could get outta here and make a life for ourselves. You’re so smart and I would fully support your decision to go to school or a job. It’s your life and I want the best for you. But if you’re uncertain, Corroded Coffin’s going to need a manager and someone to help us on tour. I’d love it if you would come with me.”

Eddie’s words echoed in your mind, swirling with the weed floating in your brain. His promises laid heavy on your heart but stirred a lot of excitement, too. A future, wide open, with the person you love by your side? It was a dream come true. You weren’t used to good things happening to you but the weed you had smoked had you too relaxed to focus on that right now. You were feeling light, almost euphoric and you weren’t sure how much was from the plant and how much was from Eddie. The fact that he had been quietly thinking about a future with you in it made your heart swell. And being able to be together without sneaking about? There had been several weekend nights where the two of you had innocently lost track of time and you had to quietly wait in Eddie’s bedroom until Uncle Wayne went to bed. And of course, one not so innocent early morning where the plant lost power, so he was released early from work. He came home to find the two of you partially clothed in a compromising condition on the couch. That prompted an uncomfortable conversation about protection and a stern reminder that the walls are thin in their trailer.

“Truthfully Eddie, the thought of us leaving this rat hole excites me. But do you guys have a plan to tour? How does that even work?” You giggle as your high intensifies.

“We are going to start here in Indiana and branch outwards. We made new posters of us and we are going to hang them up around record stores and near newspaper stands. We can also put advertisements out on the radio. We just gotta get people to our shows but once we do, I just know we are going to take off. And our killer skills with your talents behind the scenes makes us un-fucking-stoppable.”

“I think we might actually be able to do this.” You said, eyeing up the blunt that was still half full. “I’m feeling really high right now, so I think we should have that conversation another time. Also, if you don’t mind can we put that out? If I keep smoking, I’m not going to be able to focus.”

“Oh yeah, of course babe. But what is it that you need to focus on right now?”

“This.” You swiftly reply, harshly pressing your lips against his.

Eddie was taken by surprise but swiftly returned your kiss after he leaned over to put out the blunt. Once extinguished, he brought both hands back to your hips. He massaged them as he kissed you deeply. His kisses deep and slow, filling you with a promise of an exciting future.

“I want you, Eddie.” You whisper, voice barely audible.

“You got me babe.”

[computersucker]

really excited abt the can of sardines i got on sale today

[housecow]

i want to get really into tinned fish but i’m terrified to try them… like it seems so appetizing but i feel like something could go wrong

[couriernewvegas]

idk if i ever mentioned this but yeah my decade long vegetarianism streak ended when i was on T and worked at the cafe and was eating like 7 tuna salad sandwiches a week im sorry . pescetarian is like such an uncool thing to say in comparison but thats unfortunately how it is .........................................................................

[lord-shitbox]

I genuinely believe Leander & Kuras's "business deals" are (medicinal) drug trading & I also think Leander wants to kill Ais because he cooks Adderall and is threatening Leander's weed empire

[pixie-chimpunk]

Why does being unable to 3at most things or go shopping right now mean I crave about fifteen different things? Why does the fact I can't have it make it seem so much more delicious? Or am I just bored of yoghurt, eggs, apples, and porridge?

[millipedegf]

made onigiri but my family ATE THEM before i could get a picture 😭

[softwaluigi]

my Dinnar 🔥

[szczylpierdolony]

im gonna go get onigiri tommorow

[wally-b-feed]