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impalaimagining · 10 months ago

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Super, Super Bowl

Dean Winchester x Reader

950 words

Note: Unbeta'd, unedited. Slammed my keyboard while my kids watched Mickey Mouse. This is the result.

Dean’s man cave. The biggest television you’d ever seen, the comfiest reclining chairs you’d ever sat in, the coldest refrigerator known to man - the perfect place for a Super Bowl party. Dean was going to have the game on anyway, why not make the most of it?

Halfway through the season, headlines started popping up everywhere - about Taylor Swift. Taylor Swift. And football.

What?

Turned out she was dating Travis Kelce, some dude from the Kansas City Chiefs. Dean watched the Kansas City games religiously, as long as he was in the bunker, or, if by some magical power of the universe, the motel TV could pick it up. The groan that escaped Dean when Taylor Swift started showing up on the screen once they publicly outed their relationship was nothing short of hilarious.

It started out small, the way you taunted and teased Dean about her being ever-present. You wore a friendship bracelet with the number 87 on it - Travis’s jersey number. You bought a beanie, white and red, like the one Taylor was seen wearing at one of the colder games. You managed to snag a Kelce jersey online during a flash sale when the Chiefs were headed to the playoffs.

It came to a head when you found a shop on Etsy selling sweatshirts that said, “in my football era” in bubbly pink lettering. Everything looked good - great, even - for the Chiefs on the path to the Super Bowl. Dean watched you open the package when you got home from the post office and with the eye-roll he gave, you were honestly a little concerned that he’d strain an orbital muscle.

“Leave me alone.” You huffed, concealing a smile.

“As long as she doesn’t show up as a surprise halftime show guest, I don’t give a damn about her.” Dean grumbled, heading toward his hideaway.

You lingered in the library, slumping down into the couch while you scrolled through endless suggested, targeted posts about Taylor Swift and her boyfriend, her boyfriend’s brother and his family, her boyfriend’s mom, the suite they’d be sitting in for the game. You name it and there was a blurb about it online. Jarring you out of your screen-induced daze, Dean’s voice rattled through the concrete halls.

“What the hell is going on in here?!”

A smirk pulled on the right side of your lips as you set your phone down beside you and painted on your best innocent face. Dean’s socked feet managed to sound as heavy as his boots as they pounded back to the library.

“Do you care to explain what exactly happened in there?” He pursed his lips, brows raised.

You shrugged, still feigning innocence. “What happened in there?”

“Don’t get cute.” He folded his arms over his chest. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“Is Sam pranking you again? I thought you two moved on from that.” You furrowed your brows in faux confusion. “Aren’t you a little old for practical jokes?”

“No, Sam - Sam doesn’t have anything to do with that monstrosity. What did you do to my man cave?!” You stood and took a step toward Dean, already wearing your new sweatshirt. “All of you are crazy. Every single on of her fans is insane.” He shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Excuse you.” You scoffed. “We’re not called fans, Dean. We’re swifties.” With an extra sway in your hips, you sauntered down the hall to the room Dean was so up-in-arms about. When you got to the door, you giggled and stood proudly before your work. “I don’t get it. What’s wrong? It looks great in here.”

Dean’s exasperation sputtered from his mouth as he searched for words to express just how ruffled his feathers were. “It’s - it’s - there’s - you deflowered the sanctity of my man cave!”

You tipped your head back with a cackle. “I what?”

“You ruined it!” Dean threw his arms out toward the walls.

Ruined it.

You scoffed. You thought you did a wonderful job of sticking to the theme. Across the room, in plain view as soon as you walked through the door, a shimmery red curtain served as the backdrop to a table. The table was covered with a Chiefs tablecloth, and on the tablecloth sat a red-mirrored disco-football. Beside the football was a charcuterie board - or boards, really. One shaped like the number eight and one shaped like the number seven. Cupcakes with gold flakes and tiny footballs stood on a tiered tower. An array of red drinks lined the lefthand side of the table - Shirley Temples, except they were sparkly too, thanks to the edible glitter you swirled into them. Hanging behind the table, strung across the shiny backdrop, you made and hung three rows of garland - garland designed to look like a friendship bracelet made from pony beads and white, lettered beads that read “IN MY,” next line, “SUPER BOWL,” last line, “ERA.” On the adjacent wall, there was another table, far less aesthetically pleasing, decked out with chips, salsa, guacamole, pretzels, dips, a crockpot full of meatballs beside a basket of rolls.

It looked fantastic.

“I don’t understand.” You walked in and twirled around, arms open. “This looks like the perfect way to celebrate the Swift Bowl.”

“WHAT?!” Dean’s eyes bulged from their sockets.

Another loud laugh escaped you as you clapped your hands together. “Dean, it’s just a football game.” You shook your head and stood beside him, both of you looking at, but with far different feelings about, the red glittery glow surrounding you. “I’ll take the decorations down tomorrow. I promise.”

Dean released a long, loud sigh and closed his eyes. “Fine, but I swear if I hear even one second of her music, I-”

“Aw, c’mon Dean.” Sam clapped Dean’s shoulder as he walked by, stepping into the man cave and dipping a chip in salsa. “You gotta just,” Sam’s face twisted as he tried to conceal a wide grin, “shake it off.”

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hotteoki · 11 months ago

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christmas things with bf skz !

pairing: hyung line skz x reader (no prns used)

genre: fluff, point-form fic, est. rel.

cw: not proofread

wc: 0.9k

notes: merry christmas to anyone who celebrates it, and a happy monday to those who don't! P.S. happy birthday val <3 @kyrjnie

chan (방찬) ~ ice skating

despite having to wait in the long, long, long queue for what feels like centuries just to ice skate in a tiny rink outside the local mall

it's a tradition you and chan do every year

sure, it's not ideal to wait an hour in the freezing cold just to skate for 45 minutes only

but when chan is standing right behind you

helping you wrap your scarf the correct way

zipping your coat all the way up

pulling your beanie that was riding up your head back down

and holding a warm cup of hot chocolate?

you could get past that

besides

it's always funny to watch him flail his arms around like bambi

sometimes you like watching him struggle just to see his frown when you don't help him up

"you don't love me anymore!!!!!"

"if i try to pull you up i'm going to fall down right beside you, chan"

"YOU SHOULD AT LEAST TRY!!!!"

so you do

and to no one's surprise except chan's

you fall down

the little pro skater kids start to get worried when neither of you are able to get up

well you could

if chan didn't attempt to yank on you as support to pull himself back up

why does this man not understand that you are incapable of supporting him to stand back up

it's cute to watch him attempt to recreate one of the figure skating spins tho

i am nawt a figure skater idk the names i'm sawry

you two are just goals goals goals!!!!!!!

minho (민호) - mall intercom announcements

it first happened 4 years ago

it was the most embarrassing moment of your life

minho had suggested the two of you go christmas shopping at the biggest mall in south korea

one second you were holding his hand

the next you're spinning around in the middle of the 2nd floor wondering where the hell your 172cm boyfriend could've wandered off to

you were about to call him until you realise you have his phone after he gave it to you before running off into the toilet

"what if my phone drops into the toilet bowl?!"

you were about to start retracing your steps until you hear your name being announced by the information desk, followed by a "your boyfriend is waiting for you by the information desk at the 3rd floor"

you were so going to kill that man

but that night you think to yourself

killing him isn't enough

no, no

you needed to embarrass him right back

so you held your grudge until next christmas

you mumbled something about a flash sale at a nearby store and that he should find you there after he was done scouring uniqlo and ran off before he could object

you gave yourself a few more minutes before you made the announcement over the information desk

boy, was he mad when he saw the cheeky smile on your face

ever since then, it became a tradition for the two of you to race each other to make the lost person announcement to embarrass the other

it's all fun and games until the worker stares in confusion over thinking either one of you was the other's lost kid

changbin (창빈) ~ take-outs

you don't know why either of you still bother cooking christmas dinner

neither of you can cook

sure, you're a fairly decent baker

but that won't suffice for a christmas dinner

and changbin cannot cook for his life

yet you still take turns deciding on who's going to poison the other

obviously that never works out

the day either ends with you guys calling minho and asking begging him if you could have some of his leftovers

your more preferable option

ordering take-out

despite take-out being a very common occurrence for you guys

take-outs on christmas are special

the reason being the free sweets your favourite restaurant usually provide in the small bowl by the entrance

yes, the sweets are there usually

but after changbin accidentally caused a scene the first time you dined in at the restaurant long story

the owner had banned either of you from taking the complementary sweets

however

during christmas time, customers bustle in and out of the restaurant

which makes it easy for changbin to snag a handful of sweets and shove them in his pocket

before grabbing your hand and making a run for it back to his car

you do get some odd looks from the other customers queuing outside the restaurant

but at the end of the day

who are the ones who have a bunch of free sweets to snack on? B-)

hyunjin (현진) ~ sweater paws

it's the time of christmas! meaning...

taking hyunjin's oversized sweaters!!!

needless to say it's your favourite thing to do

it's not that he doesn't let you borrow them usually

he just... prefers to keep his expensive clothes in his closet safe and sound

however

he does indeed have a 'sweater of shame'

a christmas sweater that the other members got him as a gag gift a couple of years ago

you will never catch that man ALIVE wearing that "hideous thing"

so when you started dating him and found that absolute gem

you had decided it make it your mission to shove that "disgusting" piece of clothing over his head

except somehow the tables turned

and the sweater ended up wrapped around you

and hyunjin will never openly admit this

but it was quite literally one of the cutest sights he had ever seen in his life

ever since then

he's made it his mission to get you to wear the sweater every christmas

obviously you run away from him

until last year

when he finally caught you and managed to get it on you

you discovered the sweater does have a plus side to it

sweater paws

it feels like playing whack-a-mole whenever you attempt to swing at hyunjin with the sweater on

whack-a-hyunjin, perchance

he claims to hate it and runs away from you

but you both know it's something the two of you look forward to every christmas

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ihearthes · 1 year ago

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Christmas Thyme part 1

Author: @ihearthes

Pairing: Harry x Reader Insert (1st person)

Rating: Smut (NSFW, 18+ Only)

Word Count: 2665

‘Tis a week before Christmas, and just as I am preparing to twist the “Open” sign to its “Closed” side, the bell over the door jingles. Inwardly, I groan. Outwardly, I paste on my brightest smile as I pivot towards my (hopefully) final customer of a very long, very exhausting day.

I freeze.

Because standing there in the doorway of my boutique is Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles. You know. As It Was. Watermelon Sugar. Sex on a stick. That last one isn’t a song. Just a description.

“Um, hi,” I mumble, not knowing what else to say, but then I quickly tack on a “How may I help you?”

His eyebrows draw downwards, and he looks around at the merchandise which, after a long day of Saturday sales in the last few frantic days before the most important gift-buying holiday of the year, is scattered everywhere.

I’ve no idea if I want him to decide to leave immediately or if I should beg him to stay and shop. I do neither.

But only because I spot another person on the street outside, pointing at one of the most sought after and most frequently purchased soy candles. She and her friend appear to be heading towards the door, so I summon the last of my energy and lunge for the door ahead of them, pulling the shade while simultaneously rotating the lock. My panicked movements mean I jostle the popstar as he stands nearby.

“Oops! I’m so sorry. I just…”

“Are you open or closed?” He asks, worry etched on his forehead where it peeks out underneath his black beanie. I take him in, recognising his face instantly. With a pair of joggers, he wears a black Pleasing crewneck, and I’m briefly jealous of how cosy it looks. I wouldn’t mind snuggling close – to the crewneck, of course.

I am, after all, a competent businesswoman. Pfft. Okay, I’m trying to be one.

“We’re closed now, but if you don’t have much to shop for, you’re welcome to look around while I tidy up in preparation for Tuesday’s maniacal clientele.

He grunts, and I assume it’s affirmation that he’d like to look around, so I nod. “Are you looking for something in particular? Or shopping for a certain someone?” Wracking my brain, I attempt to recall if he’s currently dating anyone, but I’ve no idea. Since opening up my pop up last month, I’d not had time to do much more than work daily until exhaustion forces me to crawl into bed with a heating pad on my back and warm peppermint compresses on my feet.

“Just looking…” He smiles, and I’m nearly blinded by the left dimple.

Holy shit. No wonder he’s so popular.

I have the silly idea that I should sniff him. It would be easy to make a tonne of money from bottling his scent and selling it. Then I would have enough money to set up a permanent shop to sell my organic candles, soaps, and lotions.

Resisting only because I have managed to maintain some self-respect after being yelled at and cursed at by customers all day long, I decide to provide him some privacy.

“Absolutely. Let me know if you have any questions.”

He nods once, and I swear my insides melt into a puddle like Frosty the Snowman when the sun has come out.

Stepping to the counter, I fiddle with the sound system, turning off the grating holiday tunes that permeate the atmosphere this time of year and sliding instead into some soothing jazz from Alfa Mist. As soon as the first song starts playing, Harry’s head whips around and he stares in my direction.

“Excellent choice.” His voice is gravelly and kind with a bit of surprise in it.

“It’s the kind of music I prefer,” I shrug, not knowing what else to say.

“Me too.”

It’s such a surprising thing for him to say that I do my own double take, but he’s returned already to smelling the candles on the wall display.

Shrugging, I move to the first shelves to the right of the register, straightening products, and making mental notes of what I need to restock. When I move to the next set of shelves, though, it’s clear that a mental note isn’t going to be of any help. There are simply too many hand lotions, soaps, and other products that need to be replaced. Sighing, I move behind the counter again, withdrawing a pad of paper. Quickly, I jot down what I need to replace on the first two shelves.

Turning my head, I see that Harry has barely finished sniffing one shelf of candles. “Um…” He glances up at my utterance. “...would you mind if I stepped into the back to grab some more stock?”

“Whatever you need to do.” His voice is so silky that I could easily wear it and nothing else against my skin forever.

In the small stockroom, I remove my shoes, wiggling my toes that have been screaming at me for the last two hours. Grabbing a basket I keep for just this purpose, I fill it with the items on my list before stepping back onto the main floor. The coolness of the tiles under my toes is soothing, and I sigh at the pleasure of it on my hot skin. Quickly, I restock the first two shelves, giving my feet a workout as I have to rise onto my toes multiple times. My knees also get to practise squatting so I can place items on the bottom shelf.

After I slide my protesting feet back into my shoes, I sneak a peek to check on Harry. He’s moved on to the next set of shelves, opening the sample shampoos and smelling them one by one.

At this rate, he’ll be here another hour at least.

Surveying the third set of shelves, I jot down the merchandise I need to pull from the back for this one. It’s the shelf of eye compresses I’ve made that include differing herbs to soothe the skin around the eyes and quiet the mind. With a quick glance at Harry, I return to the storeroom, trying to recall where I’d placed the box holding more eye compresses.

Spying it on a higher shelf, hiding behind a box of the scented rice neck pillows I’d designed to be heated and worn next to the skin, I stand on my tiptoes in order to reach. Just — one — more — inch — CRASH! Both boxes clatter to the ground, the sides splitting open on the box holding the neck pillows, and I sigh.

“Are you okay?”

His voice startles me, and I jump like that time I’d been forced to watch a horror movie by my previous boyfriend. The arsehole.

Placing my hand on my chest to calm my pounding heart, I smile at where his head has emerged through the curtain separating the sales floor and stockroom.

“Thank you for checking on me. I’m okay. Just knocked off a couple of boxes.”

“Shit. That looks annoying. Let me help.” He muscles his way past the curtain, assisting me by setting the box right side up. I locate the roll of packing tape I’d used earlier to package some items for a customer who wanted them delivered, handing the tape to Harry as he repairs the box. “I’m Harry.” His introduction is endearing, and I share my name too.

“No one else working tonight?” His hushed tones do things to my body that are inappropriate for work.

“No one else is working ever. It’s my shop, and I couldn’t afford to pay for help this year.”

“Damn. How do you manage?”

“Well, I take it slow on nights like this with the restocking and tidying because I know I’ll get the next two days to soak my feet and relax.”

“But how do you do it during the day with all the customers?”

“I think that’s clear from the state of the front. I muddle through.” My shrug is intended to communicate that there’s no real answer to that question.

“Can I help?”

“YOU?” I yelp, clamping both hands over my mouth at my shriek.

“Why not me?”

“Um, cause you’re Harry Styles.”

When he smiles this time, his eye crinkles come into focus, and I’m lost in him. I could stare at those crows’ feet all night, I think.

“And that means I can’t help?”

“It means that you probably have plenty of plans that don’t include stocking shelves.”

“Hmmm… tonight, I actually do not have plans. My sister and I were supposed to shop for our mum, and then my sister ended up ill, so…” Trailing off, he raises both hands to the side in imitation of a shrug. “You can pay me by helping me choose gifts for my mum and my sister. And my manager’s wife. And maybe the wives of my friends.”

“That’s silly. I’d help you with that for free.”

“Ah, well then, you can take me out to dinner after we’re done.”

My jaw drops. Dinner with Harry Styles?

Is he asking me out on a date?

“Just as repayment, right?” I ask.

“For starters,” he smirks, and my panties become uncomfortable as I rub my legs together. “I’ll take these boxes out front.” Bending his knees, he picks up the box of neck pillows with the box of eye compresses on top. Striding through the curtain, he drops the boxes on the floor and immediately starts artfully arranging the merchandise. Occasionally, he brings a pillow to his nose and breathes in deeply.

Mesmerised, I watch from the door to the store room. After a few minutes, he removes his coat, carefully draping it over the counter, smiling at me as I straighten the bottles of lotion on the table, ensuring that the rosemary mint doesn’t get mixed up with the rosemary thyme. It’s easy to get them confused as the labels are similar.

“How long did it take you to prepare all of this?” Harry asks, his hand encompassing the entire shop.

“All year. My dad –” I pause as emotion invades my throat, layering it with sorrow. Finally, I swallow, clearing the grief. “My dad was ill for the last couple of years, so I quit my job to move in and take care of him. I started growing the herbs in his garden. And then I needed something to do with all of the herbs I grew, so I started making soaps and selling them at the local farmer’s market. Demand was swift, and I’ve been expanding the line for the last eight months or so.”

“That’s amazing!” His face has lit up like the Christmas tree that’s in the corner of the shop, and his grin takes over his entire countenance. “And how’s your dad doing now?”

I wince. “He actually died in July.”

“Oh. I’m sorry for your loss.”

My watery smile hopefully conveys my gratitude. “He was ready to go. At least that’s what he told me. And I needed a project after his death to keep me busy while I cleaned out the house and prepared to sell it.”

“Sell it? Why?”

Moving to the next table, I straighten the bars of soap. Wiping a tear from my eye, I answer his question. “Too many memories. I’ve had a lot of loss in my life, and now I’m the only one left in my immediate family. So when I’m in the house, all I can see are the people no longer with me.”

“That must be hard.�� His hand rests on my shoulder, and I’m startled because I hadn’t realised he’d approached.

“It’s life. Lucky for me, I have my dreams to keep me going.”

“Dreams of expanding beyond a popup shop at the holidays?”

“Something like that,” I nod.

“Sounds lovely. Listen, I’m done with these shelves, and those over there look pretty good. I, um, straightened them earlier when I was testing the product. Is there a broom so I can sweep up?”

Astonished, I blink at him. “No. No. No. I draw the line at having a number one pop musician sweep my floor.”

He giggles, his laugh growing until he’s slapping his knee, his full body moving with glee as he heartily releases his mirth. “So if I were the number one classical musician or number one jazz musician or number one country musician, you’d be okay with me cleaning the floor?”

Seeing the humour in my comment, I laugh along with him. “Okay. Okay. You’ve found me out. Only pop musicians aren’t allowed to sweep up. Everyone else is fair game.”

Bopping me on the nose, he grins. “Good thing I’m not a number one pop musician tonight. I’m just a customer who is quite taken with your goods.”

And the way he rakes his eyes over my body lets me know that he’s not talking about the merchandise on the shelves.

Dammit. Why don’t I keep a pair of spare knickers in my bag in case I run into the handsomest man alive? Because the ones I’m wearing right now are ruined.

Sticking his head through the curtain and peering into the back, he joyfully exclaims, “There it is!” Seconds later, he’s pushing the broom around the shop floor, and I am both pleased and appalled.

Reluctant to let him do all the work, I watch him and squirm. Using the broom as a partner, he dances to the music, and I can’t help the giggle that escapes.

“I remember when you couldn’t dance at all,” I reveal, then clamp my hands over my mouth at my rudeness.

“Some would say I still can’t.”

“Screw ‘em.” I grin. “Listen, I’m about to count up the money for a night deposit. Are you planning to pay with cash or credit?”

Wincing, he bites his lip, resting his arm on top of the broom handle. “Oh yeah. I was having so much fun that I forgot I was here to shop.” He looks around at the merchandise. “You’re taking me out for dinner, right?” One eyebrow raises while the other stays in place. It’s a talent not many have.

“I believe that was the deal in exchange for your labour.”

“Then let’s eat first. I can tell you about those I need to shop for, and you can decide what would be most fitting for each.”

“Hmmm…” I tease, “Are you trying to get out of buying products from me?”

“Nope,” he grins, stepping closer to me. “Trying to let you get to know me more.”

“Who's to say I don’t already know everything about you?”

“Ah, I see.” The expression on Harry’s face is smug. “You wanna have a quiz? Find out what exactly you know and don’t know?”

“Sure,” I smile, “but somehow I’m not sure I trust you. You could easily say all of my answers are wrong, and I wouldn’t be able to contradict you.”

“Let’s start. What colour are my eyes?”

“Are you taking the piss? They’re green. That one’s easy ‘cause I can see them.”

“Okay, okay. You got one right. What colour are my lips?”

Which of course drags my eyes right to the body part in question. And they look lush. Soft. Slightly chapped, but not enough to keep me from…

Shit. I’ve gotten lost in staring at his lips.

“I didn’t hear your answer.”

My tongue dips out to lick my own lips, and he steps closer, his eyes locked on my tongue. Shaking my head, I dart my gaze back to his eyes, and I can feel his breath on my cheek. Leaning forward, he reaches his arm to my left, and I briefly wonder if he’s going to wrap his arm around my waist and haul me to him for a snogging session.

Which is when he grabs his coat from the counter.

“Let’s count the money so you can make your deposit. I’m getting hungry.”

Really? I'm experiencing a powerful thirst.

Author's note: Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed it, please reblog. I know not everyone reblogs, but it really helps writers out.

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ask-missparker · 9 days ago

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Thanksgiving 🍴Family Gatherings | Marvel Blurb🧣

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Pairing: Mikolai, Ethane, WalshLehnsherr etc

Note: Once again the kiddos are aged down for this fic to 6-8 years old hehe and yes Ethan is the stay-at-home dad/house husband

-> POV style fic (feel free to keep me story going with your own POV)

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If there was one thing that Avengers Tower made sure to do was celebrate the holiday season, even if they had to tweak it a bit more than usual and have it be fitting for the family members. Hence, November holiday season, Thanksgiving. But due to past circumstances, they like to celebrate it as a Family Gathering instead.

Which was basically pre-Christmas according to Mia, due to everyone getting in the holiday mood for the season. If it was up to her, she would have had the Christmas tree up by today but Liane argued to wait until the weekend before December 1st.

Her and Jeremy had made sure to buy as much food as possible yesterday before chaos rocked the house. So the morning was spent with the getting the kids ready for the day, picking out clothing, cleaning up the living room and taking care of the dining table.

Currently Bella, Astrid, and Josh were watching The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade on ABC, in glee. No complaints being raised by them yet, Ethan had put out crafts and other materials for the kids could be entertained.

Next off was the kitchen.

Usually, Nikolai would be preparing pots and Jeremy would be found cutting up any carrots for a salad.

To Mia’s surprise this year, when she walked into the kitchen, she found Ethan already starting to cook the turkey. Well put it in a pot that is, as he already put in the seasoning and garlic powder into the bird. There were potatoes being cooked, things being fried and some vegetables were left out to be washed.

And dare she say the kitchen smelled heavenly!

“Well, Ethan, this is pretty impressive. I thought we doing a non traditional thing this year?” She said chuckling.

Ethan was checking on the potatoes and smiled, “Yeah, we are! I just decided that having the traditional things like turkey and chicken would be more appropriate than just having pastas and sausages. What do you think?”

“Honestly, I love it. I’m just hoping we have enough people to eat this dinner together.”

“Mia, that’s why leftovers were invented.”

The two shared a wink and chuckled, knowing that holiday leftovers were honestly the best thing ever. Plus it meant, no one really had to cook for the following day and just heat up the food provided.

"How are the kids doing?" Ethan asked smiling, flipping the potatoes on the frying pan.

Mia shrugged returning the smile, "Eh, they're fine. Bella says she's thinks the performances are being overdramatic and some don't even know what they're doing on the parade floats."

"Not surprise, Astrid seems calm? Should we be concerned?"

"Nah, if she gets too calm and quiet, then we start asking questions."

"Oh! Joshie, wanted to help me with dinner earlier but...he may or may not poured dash more of seasoning in the chicken, so I had to fix it."

"Aw! He wanted to help out his uncle Ethan. Nice time, put him on salt and pepper duty."

"Already did. The kids a natural at that, but then he ran off to play. Reminds me of myself.."

Mia couldn't help but smile at that, before asking, "You need me to help with anything or..?"

She was cut off by Liane who waltz into the kitchen wearing a fuzzy purple sweater, thick black leggings with boots. She was wearing a beanie to match grinning, wrapping her arms around Ethan from behind and kissed his cheek.

"Hi!" She said in a squeal, her long nails and rings placed against his t-shirt.

Ethan smiled and glanced over his shoulder, "Hey my love, w-why are dressed like that? You're supposed to be helping us cook."

"Well, I was gonna do that but then I realized there are will be way too many cooks in the kitchen!"

"Babe."

"What? It's true!...ugh, fine! Black Friday Sales at the mall are starting right now. Actually, no, correction, Macy's Black Friday Sale starts right now and we want a nice deal."

"I'm sorry 'we'?"

Liane looked at him as if it was obvious, exchanging a look with Mia in hopes that she knows who that's referring too. But the short brunette just shook her head washing a few pots in the sink.

"The 'we' I'm referring too is me, Cole and Nikolai." Liane explained grinning excited, "Might even bring the kids with us too, they can sneak in between place and grab the good stuff."

Ethan's eyes widen and paused look at her as he said, "You're gonna do what?! The 3 of you are heading out to some sale at Thanksgiving morning."

Mia's blinked almost dropping the pot in the sink at the sudden news and added, "You can just leave."

"Oh come on, it's literally 11:35am! So technically the time we arrive to the mall it will be 12:15-ish." Liane replied softly, "We won't be out long!"

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Mia shouted out her husband's name wanting to get clarification on what she heard, only to be met with the sound of yelling and a car engine from outside. Her eyes widen grabbing her sweater and beanie rushing to the balcony of The Tower, seeing Cole and Nikolai packing up the car.

Hell, Joshua about to climb into the car. She knew that Astrid wasn't a fan of crowded places, so it made sense but her kid. Wait where was Bella then?!

Her voice boomed yelling, "Hey, no! Get out of the car!"

Nikolai was packing up bags and looked up towards the balcony seeing his wife. He grinned with a cheeky expression, "No can do, love! Flat screen TVs and headphones are on sale!"

"Grr, Niko! You're supposed to be helping, not shopping!"

"You guys can handle it! Don't forget the garlic rolls for your famous fettuccine alfredo!"

"You won't be getting any, if you don't come back inside!"

"I think I'll live!"

"Niko!"

Cole's laughter can be heard from inside the drivers's seat. He texted Jeremy that he was going to go shopping earlier, and he quote 'get some early holiday done' but in reality he just wanted to buy his favorite stuff on sale.

He shouted from inside, "We'll be fine, darling! Go enjoy your afternoon without us for a while."

Before Mia can say anything else, she saw Liane sprint out the building and into the car, hearing Bella’s voice from the backseat replying sometimes to her month.

It was like her words were drowned out by their conversation as the car door slammed shut and the engine blew, without a trace of a word later they were gone.

———

When Mia returned to the kitchen, she found Astrid hoping Jeremy with making some cupcakes and even taste testing the ingredients. She knew she liked it much better than heading out to a nosy store with Cole and her cousins.

Ethan has seemed to left and chill out in the living room, leaving the brunette in charge of the food being cooked on the stove.

Mia chuckled, “Have fun there you two?”

Astrid was licking the spoon and smiled before replying, “Yeah. We made a salad and put garlic bread in the oven for dinner.”

“Why, aren’t you a little helper? I should just make you finish getting dinner ready, huh?”

In response Astrid made a face at her auntie’s cheesy teasing and went back to licking the spoon. Jeremy chuckled at his daughter’s expression and shook his head.

“She’s not falling for that.” Jeremy joked softly, glanced at Mia’s direction as he poured the batter in a pan. “But for real, you should’ve seen her earlier. She was a big help.”

Mia chuckled as she nodded stirring the pasta as she added cheese and creamy sauce to it.

She glanced at him and smiled, “Just surprise she didn’t insist on finishing the stirring the batter herself.”

“Oh no, she insisted on added in ingredients and making the icing.” Jeremy replied chuckling as he nods at Astrid’s direction, who was mixing the icing in a bowl. “But I reminded her to ask for help with anything.”

Mia melted smiled as she said her thoughts out loud, “Aww you’re such a good dad.”

Jeremy’s expression soften immensely at her comment. He’s been a father for 4 years now, but just hearing still made him get all warm and fuzzy inside. It was a feeling he couldn’t quite explain, but any other guardian or parent would understand.

“You’re a good mom too, Mia.” He replied in a gentle tone as he smiled sweetly.

“Aww! Well, not that good, cause I let my son go early Black Friday shopping with his father and uncle.” She added chuckling.

“Oh, don’t worry he’s fine, honey. Cole texted me earlier saying he’s going to get some holiday shopping done.”

“You really believe that?”

Jeremy’s bright smile lessened slightly after the realization hit him on what Cole was actually going to do. But honestly he couldn’t help but lightly laugh at the thought, he shouldn’t be too surprised at this point. High chance that Liane, Cole, Nikolai were going to spoil themselves a bit, by buying stuff they probably wouldn’t need.

Especially since Cole was in his spoiling era in his life when it comes to his daughter, most of all. But most importantly, spoiling his fabulous self too.

After a short beat Jeremy replied, “Let’s just hope they don’t buy the whole store.”

“Fingers crossed.” Mia added.

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I hope you like it. Feel free to keep the POV going what happened at the mall or something hehe 😉

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thatskindarough · 6 months ago

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Oh it was only 3 actually, counting that one animatic on YouTube (that BTW i had no idea was yours! I was pleasantly surprised <3)

And I found it so funny that you have somewhat an idea of who I might be PFFF you can throw the guess, it would be funny if you get it right (don't have to say my name if you don't remember it, you can just go for something you remember NFKDSJ)

also time for an actual question since i'm already here, what program did you used for the animatic? I've always wanted to get into animating but most softwares cost money or are free but really bad so I could use some recommendations 👀

Good to hear there is no imposter lol. I should probably start using the false pfp so people know it’s me but I’m too lazy to change them all 💀 also my guess was right as to who you were but probably mainly because I put on my Aziraphale detective hat and you were the last notification before the ask inbox notification and your icon had a red beanie. We meet once again.

As for the animatic I used procreate for drawing and capecut for composting. Not the most efficient method but I liked it. I ended up segmenting off each camera angle into a different canvas and making any animation for the shot that way. I love capecut because the free version has every editing function you need for an animatic and the watermark only appears as a black screen at the end so it’s so easy to crop out. It’s probably the best free editing software I’ve found. (I also used a screen recording device to record the audio cause even if you buy a song it sometimes doesn’t allow you to put it in the program.)

I honestly recommend procreate if you have a device that supports it. I think it’s still only a 10 dollar onetime purchase. But if you don’t have a device that supports it, I have used things like flip a clip which is free, and the paid version is pretty cheap. I have also dabbled in an app called rough animate, also free (you don’t have to pay for the onion skins) which was also okay. I got frustrated cause of the lack of brush choice but other than that it’s not bad at all. If you can’t pay anything at all I’d recommend this because, unlike flip a clip, you don’t have to pay to unlock the a lot of the really helpful features. Ibis paint also added an animation feature I think so that’s an option. Idk if you need the paid version for it, but I remember only having to watch ads for a minute to unlock all the brushes so maybe it’s the same for the animation feature lol.

If you have a computer set up, I’ve also heard nice things about Krita for animation. It’s free and from what I remember it had a really good timeline set up. I actually tried to use it, but my computer at the time was old and slow and it lagged to much, and then I had a shitty no screen tablet and my hand eye coordination when it came to drawing and writing is quite bad, so it just wasn’t a good set up for me personally. But I know people make it work. I mean, people make this kinda shit in MS paint, if you’re dedicated enough you can technically do it in almost any program (though you may not be able to make it as polished as you’d like.)

Then there is Clip Studio Paint, which does cost money but is way less expensive than like, harmony or adobe. The EX version which gives you a second of free animation per project is a $5 monthly subscription for once device, PC MaC IOS, and the Pro version (which is more expensive) gives you unlimited animation animation access for I believe around 10 -15 dollars a month (still less than most streaming services lol). There’s also a one time purchase version that is $50 dollars, but it goes on sale A LOT for $25! Although I don’t think it gives you more than a second of animation. CSP also has a very long free trial period, for EX it was legit like 3 months. so if you try it out and like it, I’d definitely suggest finding a way to pay for it. It’s actually used in some professional studios in Japan, so if you have any professional aims for your work it’s a good starting platform to get into industry software. However a lot of the nice things CSP offers for animation are not needed in the story boarding/animatic stage, so if that’s as far as you wanna take your animations it maaaaaaay not be worth it unless you love it.

If anyone else has other cheap or free recommendations feel free to add on. I have attempted to make animatics on procreate, rough animate, and flip a clip; all of which I have uncompleted projects on. It just so happens that procreate is what I was using when I finally made an animatic I liked enough to see until completion. Whatever software you do use, just make sure you learn how to use it before attempting a big project. Do some smaller stuff before you try anything big.

Edit to check the comments! We got other good recommendations for computers!

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thesoftboiledegg · 11 months ago

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Me walking into a store for a merchandise roundup:

Minus the "dumb."

Evidently, the post-holiday season isn't the best time for roundups. Most of the Rick and Morty merchandise at my local thrift stores is gone. It's a hot gift item!

I decided to branch out and visit stores outside my area. I was wandering around the kids' section at Ross, not expecting to find anything, until I spotted a Rick and Morty tag:

A beanie with the classic design. I probably would've found more items if I stopped by before Christmas. I don't know if they'll get much more apparel before spring--when I worked in retail, sales were dead in January and February.

Speaking of thrift stores: my local Marshall's had a Rick and Morty shirt with a Kohl's tag, so I decided to visit Kohl's directly. I wasn't having much luck there either until I stumbled on a shelf of licensed shirts near the entrance. I probably walked right past them!

I love the colors on the first shirt, but the second one is a little creepy. Reminds me of The Shining. That's...also not a face that I've ever seen Morty make before.

My local Marshall's sold every bit of Rick and Morty apparel, so I went to another location. They still had pajama pants in stock, including a new design with a holographic label. ✨

Homer Simpson joined in, too! Simpsons merchandise is pretty common in this area. Futurama apparel is a rarity, and I've never seen anything related to Disenchantment.

This weekend also brought the usual mall trip. New Rick and Morty sweatpants at Rue 21 right next to The Boondocks. They actually sell a lot of Boondocks apparel--I just don't post about it because I haven't watched the whole series yet.

Customers have snatched up most of the Rick and Morty Funko Pops that someone dropped off at the "nerdy" store before season seven. A few remain, like Wine Mom Beth.

Nothing new at Hot Topic or Spencer's, but Spencer's did have this poster in stock. They had it for a week earlier this year, and then it disappeared. I was glad to see it again because it's one of my favorite illustrations.

Happy shirtless Rick...did you Rick fuckers buy all their stock the first time? 🤔

Pickle Rick just can't catch a break. He was still stuck at the bottom! But not anymore because I moved him to the top of the pile.

Finally, I usually don't come home with anything, but I left the mall with the first Funko Pop that I've ever bought.

Hang on, let me peel off the sticker...

It's Artemis Fowl!

I'm not a huge Funko Pop fan, but Artemis Fowl merchandise is so rare that I might never see it again. I thought about how much I would've loved this figurine in elementary school. And I love it today!

I haven't seen the movie because by all accounts, it's terrible, but one good thing came out of it. I'm surprised that Artemis Fowl barely made it to store shelves because the series was huge when I was growing up. But the rarity makes this figurine even more special.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #beth smith #marshall's #rue 21 #spencer's #thrift store #ross #roundup #funko pop

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bluepoodle7 · 12 days ago

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#EthelMChocolates#EthelMChocolatesBobThePurpleOneEyedMonsterPlush#OneEyedPlush#MonsterPlush#CyclopsPlush#Plushies#PlushPals

This is a Ethel M Chocolates Bob The Purple One Eyed Monster Plush and this plush is pretty neat while also very unique.

This plush seems like it could be in the same Monster Mania or Giggle Monster's set from K&K Sales or K&K Games would make.

I like this plush's design because it looks dog like with the floppy ears and tail but has the cyclops eye.

This plush is 8 inches from the top of the head to the foot.

This plush's arms are posed but can easily be moved but I wish the plush maker kept the hands down when making these to make the plush more appealing.

This plush can't wear both the toy glasses but if it did it would look weird due to the plush having one eye.

This plush is has stuffing in the body, arms, feet, and the light green nose.

The belly and butt area has bean pellets while the cyclops eye has a felt cloth with something like hard plastic in the eye area of the plush.

The plush doesn't have stuffing on the arm hairs, the floppy dog ears, the light green claws, the hair with the eyebrow, the fangs, and the tail with the black hair tip.

The red orange spots feel plastic in texture but have a paint brush blot like effect to it.

This plush feels pretty soft but gives me beanie baby plush like vibes with is half being stuffing and the other half being with beans or pellets.

I still want to do research on if their are different versions of this plush.

My guess is that this plush was for a Halloween gift basket for this chocolate company that quickly got discontinued while looking like a 90's style to early 2000's styled plush.

I did look at the website and these chocolates look high quality and are very pretty to look at.

And I'm surprised this company is still around but is pricey but I guess the chocolate is high quality.

All Products | Ethel M Chocolates

#Ethel M Chocolates #Ethel M Chocolates Bob The Purple One Eyed Monster Plush #One Eyed Plush #Monster Plush #Cyclops Plush #Plushies #Plush Pals

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beanbagbuddies4life · 1 year ago

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regarding your comment on post (/) 723687963758886912: beanie hunting is only expensive if you go online to do it. the antique & thrift stores are where you get them cheap. i get hauls of ~10 for 7 to 10 dollars at my local thrift store. which is why i have 90 something of them excluding dupes but thats neither here or there

For those following along at home, here's the post: https://www.tumblr.com/beanbagbuddies4life/723687963758886912/pov-you-have-9-new-friends-if-anyone-says-bean In which i said "If anyone says bean hunting is an expensive hobby, spit on them: this is a $15 haul and 5 of them have tags" (I bought 9 Beanies total)

And true it is expensive online!! Beanies retail for $7 (and basically have since their inception) so if you're trying to buy NWT online it'll universally be AT LEAST $7 + shipping. Of course beans that aren't new are less, but they still orbit around that $7 mark. And, of course, there are still people who think that retired Beanie Babies are worth money. So If you've never been Bean hunting, a collection of 100 Beanies might look like over $700 worth of toys. I don't know if the conception that Beanie collections are valuable is as widespread as it used to be, but I can see why someone might think that.

Thrift stores near me often sell beans in bags of 3-5 for $2-6 each. I'm pretty surprised if I ever have to pay more than $2 per plush. Which is why it's so common to see collections of well over 100... lol.

This is all to say that if you spend time oogling Beanies online, consider a trip to some local thrift shops or garage sales and chances are you'll find Beanies at less than half the cost they were!! If you want a big collection it's probably much more attainable than you think!

#note that ty.com sells beanies below retail #I started properly collecting in middle school i guess? and i had family congratulate me for raising a college fund #but when i graduated i tallied everything up just for fun and my collection of 230 or something was worth less than $200 at the time haha #less than a dollar per bean.#value has SERIOUSLY gone up in the years since then for example all my nice ones with tags are now worth $7 by default because internet #but still like... i find a lot of those same ones in perfection shape for a dollar or two all the time.#rambles! sorry

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eddie-kingstons-wifey · 2 years ago

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So the show was January 4th 2023 and we left January 3rd on our way there I kept refreshing aew's Instagram to see who was doing a meet and greet. I happen to wear my Eddie shirt for the trip there I didn't think he would even be in Seattle and I checked their page and there it was he was doing a meet and greet. I've said before that if he was and I was going to the show I wouldn't meet him cause I was scared to meet him cause of that saying never meet your heros. So I showed paul (My Brother) and he's like oh damn that means he's here in Seattle des! I said that's great but depending on how much the ticket is I'm not getting that excited. So the day of the show the tickets for the meet and greet were going on sale at noon I was in the bathroom rehearsing what I would say to Eddie just in case also so I didn't forget or my fear was I hope he would hear and understand me and so I don't fumble my words when I talk to him. I come out of the bathroom and ask paul how much were they? He said already bought. I screamed in excitement and a little bit of fear. I took a piece of paper they had in the hotel with me which I almost forgot as we were leaving the hotel to the arena which was walking distance so we walked to the arena. So we waited in line forever the weather was ok could have been worse but it was cold but not bad So we got in line and we walked through the metal detector and I almost forgot my wallet and I accidentally grabbed Paul's phone so we got things sorted out there and we got in line. And I could see him right next to him a few feet away was Ricky starks he's Beautiful in person too. So Eddie was wearing a black beanie and a Tupac shirt. Before it was my turn I said to myself I can do this and all of a sudden I got this boost of confidence and it was my turn and I walked up and said Hi Eddie! He extended out his arms and I hugged him he said hi how are you I said I'm good how are you? Then he signed my picture as he was signing my picture I said I just want to thank you for speaking out about mental health And when I have bad mental health days you help me through them he looked at me and said aye come here and I got a second hug. Then he looked at me and said It really makes him happy cause it feels like he's not doing anything I said yes you do trust Me. Then he said he feels like hes just talking shit and speaking his truth he then said you just made my heart really happy then I said I have a request and he said what's up? and I said will you please write king 730 on this piece of paper cause I'm gonna get it tattooed he got a surprise look on his face and said oh! I better not mess this up and make it perfect! right after he said oh! Paul was like yeah she really loves you! And I said yes I do love you! Then he signed the piece of paper and then he extended his arms out again and i hugged him again and thats when paul took the picture of Eddie and I. I said thank you Eddie and he said thank you Mama. 🥰🥰😭😭😭 then after dynamite he and Ortiz wrestled!!! So not only did I meet him I got to see him wrestle. Also when Eddie called me mama He didn't say Mama in one word it was like thank you Ma ma. after paul said yeah she really loves you, Eddie smiled and then I said yeah I do love you and he smiled again. Also after meeting Eddie, he shook Paul's hand and paul said thank you man. And Eddie shook my cousins hand too! Eddie is the Sweetest man in the world! He's so awesome and genuine and he never rushed me while meeting him like other celebrities would. He is honestly the Sweetest man and a huge Teddy bear! The photos below are of his signature that he wrote down for me and the picture of Eddie and I! The only picture of myself that I actually love...mostly cause it has Eddie in it. Also notice how he leaned his head down. 🥰 also once I got that first hug I calmed down right away. He made me feel comfortable and he calmed me down just by being himself and hugging me, he gives the best hugs! It's like he's known you forever and like you're talking to a friend. 💛

@im-just-a-mississippi-girl

@nicejulie94

@springgirlwaiting4fall

@mycheersricochet

#eddie kingston #mad king #wrestling #aew #aew dynamite #i am in love with this man #meet and greet

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nostalgicfun · 2 years ago

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Hello NostalgicFriends! 🌈

It’s been a long, long time since I did any kind of special sale or really updated anything aside from individual items as I slog my way through de-collectionizing (which is my completely real word for de-hoarding).

A while back I mentioned doing themed surprise boxes which would be larger than the usual surprise boxes and, you guessed it, stick to a theme. This is a great way to rehome a bunch of microcollections to someone who might really love them and would enjoy getting a surprise. I threw out a couple of theme ideas and everyone seemed to really be down for it!

I have a couple of boxes already made up, and the themes so far are:

🎃 Halloween (medium)

🎠 Circus (large)

🐸 Frogs (small)

🦕 Dinosaurs (mega)

🌸 Kawaii Junk (medium/largeish)

🐇 Sweet Vintage Bunny (medium/largeish)

🌞 Weirdos & Oddities (sizes vary)

There’s additionally three large/XL “NostalgicFun Special” boxes that are going to each contain the same, nicer quality things: full size Build a Bears, Beanie Babies, Furby keychains, books, and Webkinz will be in each one, along with other varying things tossed in. Smaller nostalgia boxes will be restocked as well!

And I have another idea for an “Ultimate 2000s Girl” box that would just be this massive, hulking box of like Neopets, Barbies, Strawberry Shortcake, Polly Pocket, Silly Bandz, stuffed animals, PillowPets, etc. Just absolutely massive. I’m not sure it would ever sell but it’s so fun to think about someone just receiving this absolutely massive mystery box. (The dino box is pretty large too, but the 00s girl one would be like....the size of a microwave box)

I also have like 30+ things sitting beside me as I write this waiting to have their moment in the spotlight and be listed, which is daunting but fun!

Finally, I want to say thank you to everyone who’s here. Every time I’m on here I find myself smiling. What a wonderful, happy community we have made. 🌈

#talking #not nostalgia #well I mean it is but also it isn't

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bwprestwick · 11 months ago

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“So then I said, that’s just like, not acceptable. Lissie is a total nepo baby, it’s the only reason she gets the lead roles, but you can’t have an alto go on for Ariel,” Maia babbled, her arm looped firmly through the crook of Bradley’s elbow as she steered her brother through the New York Christmas crowds. She seemed to be under the impression that Bradley wanted to hear about the ins and outs of the dramatic happenings at her performing arts college, but in her defense, he’d yet to stop giving her a few “no way” and “that’s crazy”s and that was all Maia needed to keep on talking.

Not only that, but Bradley had missed his little sister something fierce since coming to the city. The fact that both she and their mom were staying with him over Christmas was a gift horse he did not plan on looking in the mouth.

They’d already sent their mom in the direction of an early Christmas present, a spa-day at one of the nearby hotels, which meant they had the day to themselves to pick up some last minute gifts. A cozy little bookshop called A Novel Idea had beckoned them inside after the window display advertised they had a book on sale that Maia wanted to get for one of her friends.

“I don’t even know if he’ll even read the book, but Joe has a total crush on the author,” Maia had said when the cashier had handed a copy of Christopher Street over the counter. “And I don’t blame him. That boy is yummy.”

“Maia, please,” Bradley said, scrunching his nose up in distaste. He could accept that his little sister was a grown-up but she didn’t need to verbally remind him as often as she did.

“What?” She squeaked out a laugh, reaching up to playfully tug Bradley’s beanie down over his ears to keep them warm. “Have you seen his face? It’s like he was sculpted by - oh, can we get a cake?”

Used to the way Maia would dodge back and forth between different conversation topics and sometimes never returning to them, Bradley was able to (just barely) keep up with her latest focal point. A little bakery across the street that she was now tugging him towards.

“How much spending money do you still have?” he asked her.

“Oh, this is your treat,” she cheekily announced before shoving him through the door.

The little bell above their heads tinkled merrily as Bradley nearly landed face first into the puffer jacket of the woman in front of him, laden with an excessive amount of shopping bags and three screaming children clinging to her. Bradley couldn’t help but wince as their wailing little cries pierced his eardrums, but quickly smoothed his expression out into a pleasant smile as the woman met his eyes.

“Very cute,” he commented, earning him one hell of a stink-eye.

“I’ll get us a table,” Maia told him. “Get me something chocolate-y.”

Left alone to his own devices as the line in front of him got smaller and smaller, Bradley entertained himself by checking his emails. E-voucher, e-voucher, a potential job from his boss, e-voucher, a link to a Luke/Han fanfiction his co-worker from the studio had written which he immediately bookmarked, another e-voucher. He hadn’t realised he was next in line until he heard someone impatiently clearing their throat.

“Oh, sorry!” He flushed bright red and quickly tried to pocket his phone. “Can I get-”

A choked noise of surprise cut him off as he looked at the young woman behind the counter. Blonde, average height, a dusting of flour on her nose and, unless he’d taken a hit to the head recently, unmistakably Persephone Blake. He blinked, head rearing back a little in surprise. The last place he’d have expected to see the actress was standing behind the glass counter of a New York bakery, which was the only reason for a seed of doubt to be planted in his mind.

“Um. Sorry. Right. Uh, can I get the chocolate cupcake and…” He picked the first thing he could see. “The cannoli.” He was allergic to pistachios, and quickly realised his error, but he wasn’t just going to ask for anything different, not when Persephone had seemingly not recognised him yet.

The last time he’d seen the young woman, he’d been pulling the duvet cover of her hotel room bed up over her shoulders, before falling asleep on the sofa and quickly making himself scarce the following day before she woke up. True, he had little reason to believe she remembered anything from that night, far less Bradley himself, so he should probably quit looking like a deer caught in headlights.

#thread: sephy1 #sephy

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phayz · 2 years ago

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SORRY for sending another ask but god thank you SOOO much for taking the time to write out a whole post about this. i get so incredibly angry over beanie babies in particular, every time i see those huge plastic bead eyes it makes me want to get violent. i wouldn't say i'm a toy collector, but i do have a lot of like trinkets and whatever, and i think blind bags have a lot to blame for the decline of toy production because they're all the same little figurine with a different design painted on them and it SUCKS. and like you said, it's all cheap plastic that you can't manipulate or play with in any way. they bank on the fact that there's an element of "surprise," but tbh if you're getting the same stiff body w a huge head with just a different paint job plastered on, there's nothing to be surprised about. and don't even get me started on the fact that these older toys are all "collector's items" now that cost $100+ for a single one on ebay because of scalpers. one day i am going to burn capitalism to the ground for many reasons, but mostly because i need to have fun again 💔💔💔

oh my god yeah no youre right, toy companies got a huge boom in blind bag sales because of the whole "unboxing" trend that swept the globe, and exploiting the addictiveness of gambling using children's toys/media.

and yeah im no toy collector either because of how much anything decent costs (literally all my fave dolls are discontinued and are ~50 - 100 dollars each yay:)))) i just have an insane appreciation for them. which is why i also feel nothing but disappointment and disgust for these useless shitty modern ""toys"" that are basically shelf trinkets that do nothing- perfect for collecting, if that's your thing, but horrible for entertaining a child or aiding in imagination development or anything. like how are you gonna have absolutely nothing to play with and still market towards kids 😩💀 its sad

#03 #and no problem!! im glad people are understanding/relating #i feel like this is something I could talk about alllll day lol

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Blind Channel advent calendar

Day 20: „🐻 in need“

Tommi hated this. He absolutely hated this. Every year he was in the same situation, and every year he swore to himself to start earlier next year. Just to not do that and be stuck in the exact same situation again.

Next year I will absolutely start this earlier, Tommi thought angry and annoyed, as he made his third round through the shopping mall. Why do we even give each other presents.

Not only was he again late with buying presents, but like every year he also struggled with what to get for the other guys. And felt like a bad friend because of it, because how could he not know what to get them. He absolutely should know what his best friends want for christmas right?

Well he obviously did not know, and was about to call it quits. Maybe he should just buy gift cards for everyone this year. Which of course could be a good present, but it just felt so unpersonal to him.

„Tommi!“ he suddenly heared a voice call out behind him. Surprised and a bit startled he turned to see Aleksi standing there with a few shopping bags in his hand.

„Oh hi there Allu! What are you doing here? I thought you were working on something today“ Tommi said, trying to mask his bad feelings in front of Aleksi.

„Oh yeah, working on getting everyone christmas presents in time actually. And what about you? You look a bit stressed“ Aleksi replied looking at Tommi in concern.

Tommi thought about lying to Aleksi for a moment, about hiding the reason for his stress, but then decided to just be honest with his friend. „I am actually christmas shopping aswell, or trying to really… I just can’t seem to find good presents“

Aleksi was quiet for a moment at that before saying: „Tell me a random number between 1 and 10“.

„A what?...Why?“ Tommi asked with confusion clear on his face.

„To help you of course…Now tell me a number“ Aleksi answered like it was the most normal thing to say.

„3..But that doesn’t…Hey where are you going?“

„Come with me…We are going christmas shopping together now“

Tommi didn’t actually know what to reply to that, so he just followed his friend, who stopped not too long after… in front of a toy store. „What are we doing here?“

„We are going to buy a present here for someone. You said 3, and this is the third store. It’s a tactic a friend told me about once. It sounds strange but it works trust me. So who is the last person who you also want to get something for, who texted you?“

„Olli I think? Why do you want to know?“

„Okay Olli’s present it is then. Let’s go get something for him here“

„A present for Olli…In a toy store?“

„Just trust me Tommi, this tactic works“

„I don’t know about that…“

Much to Tommis surprise though, Aleksi’s tactic of letting randomness play a part in getting the presents actually seemed to work. He now had a Lord of the Rings advent calendar (that was on sale) as a present for Olli, a nail polish set for Joonas, and a new beanie for Niko, and a band shirt for Joel. And an idea what to get for Aleksi…

- 🦋 wearing a santa hat

First of all I am so sorry this is only reaching you today, as you can see it was supposed to be sent to you two days ago. But this butterfly had so much different kind of writing, and also christmas related stuff to do that I only got to it today. And it also didn't really turn out too well I think. Please let me know if you want another one.

thank you 🦋!! this was really cute 🥺 and tommi was very relatable, it's so hard buying christmas presents for people that are important to you. receiving this really made my day, thank you 🥰🤯

#blind channel #tommi lalli #aleksi kaunisvesi

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