#thats what it took to go get the carrot

[baekuras]

At this point I've accepted I'll never have nice, soft, clear skin because everything I have issues with boils down to diet, which means I'd have to eat less snacks and as a picky eater....I think if I limit what I eat even more I'll just still have the same problem but now some kind of deficiency on top of it

I can count what I actually like on my fingers, and what I tolerate basically boils down to "Eh I guess carrots don't taste like anything so if I steam and hide them then sometimes I will eat them by accident with rice" Look-I can't help that most food is either gross or boring or somehow both to me Which is why I will continue with at least enjoying chocolate every day...I need something that tastes good in my life

the foods are Noodles(gen., some moreso than others because shape/texture) Rice Chicken (nuggies ofc and breast moreso than wing/leg because they don't got all the tendons and gross squishy bits) Processed pork (like various sausages and all that-but not the ends bc they feel weird) Potatoes in various forms (full, crispy, fries, chips,...idk when I last ate mashed ones those are very mood dependent) uuuuuh Apples (sometimes) Milk Eggs I.....various spices on top of chicken nd rice that aren't just salt nd pepper? does that count??? Bread and Toast Chocolate Cereal (wheat tastes too bland i'm sorry) Salmon! salmon is good too whenever i feel like fish(including fishsticks and those herring in tomato sauce cans....idk where that came from either but i like them w/ softboiled potatoes and thats about as weird a food as it gets for me)

Like I said Carrots are a hard neutral/boring and so are many leafy veggies+they go bad so fast and I like to stockpile so they just end up rotting and now no one ate them rip

FUCK beans and bananas tho-disgusting foods anything squishy and overly sweet or surprising (aka most healthy foods bc they act all tasty with a firm, almost crunchy outside but BOOM you bite into them and are surprised with liquid with a different taste than the outside and it's disgusting -50/10 burn them)

also yeah i ran out of foods....i thINK that's all? and yes i have tried multiple things but at this point i know what i'll enjoy, what i might tolerate and what i'll hate i also am fine eating raw onion but that's not like...something i usually do it still ranks higher than carrots tho bc at least those shits taste...at ALL/good even

[catonatrain]

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The Green Hair and Pronouns Tournament Grand Finals

[appleblueberry-pie]

Im back with another yandere satoru request hehehe

So, I was wondereding what would happen if Satoru's beloved found out about his very unhealthy obession with her?

Hold on, lemme cook rq- So, instead of getting the fuck away from him (like most logical people would do) she decides to try her best to get him some help. Like, she'd confront him about his very distirbing behavior, (basically tearing down his entire facade and presenting it to him) and when he's begging her not to be afraid of him, not to abandon him, she tells him that she wants him to get help.

Heres where I kinda got a little stuck....the thing is...he would listen to her every beck and call, but would he really get the help he needs, or would he decieve her and trick her into beliving that he's getting better when in realitly he hasn't changed at all. (He's just alot more careful about what he does behind her back.)

Mkayyy, thats all folks. Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

You kept hearing noises from your backyard.

It woke you up. You couldn't really recognize what it was, but you really hoped it wasn't raccoons eating your berries again. You admit, your garden has many fruits and vegetables, but you certainly didn't want them being eaten. They took too long to grow! So, you got out of bed, threw on your robe over your night gown and quickly made your way downstairs to your backdoor.

When you opened the door and stepped onto the grass, everything seemed fine. Your strawberries were intact. Carrots still growing. No lemons dropped from the tree. But to the far right, you did see a familiar figure continuously puncturing another man's insides with a pretty dangerous looking knife thing.

Someone was in your yard.

Someone was being killed in your yard.

You're within distance of a killer.

By the time the realization set in, the familiar looking man had already saw you staring at him. It was Satoru Gojo.

You both stared at each other. It grew painfully silent and you took a step back, your eyebrows furrowing. You began hearing your heartbeat in your ears and began breathing faster. Your lips separated, probably to scream, and Satoru dropped the knife, immediately running over to you to shut you up in time.

When he trapped you in his arms, you tried to scream in surprise, but he already had one of his hands covering the entire bottom half of your face. "SHHHHHHHhhhhhh. shhhhhhhh. shhhhhh." His heartbeat thumped against your upper back and you tried to look up at him. He was already staring down at you with those big blue eyes and you tried to take his hand off of your mouth. "It's okay, baby. You're alright. It's alright."

Well, he didn't kill you, so clearly you didn't have to be scared. You still tried to talk and he tilted his head. "......you gonna scream if I let you go?" You shook your head. He stared down at you, as if he was trying to catch you in a lie. But then he laughed and finally loosened his hold on you. You took his hand off of your mouth and turned around. "...............Why are you killing someone in my yard?"

He says nothing.

You try to look back at the corpse and he blocks your way. "Fertilizer."

You avert your gaze and hug yourself. "For your tree."

"I already fertilized it two weeks ago. You were there. It doesn't need fertilizer until like a few months later." Satoru goes silent and sighs.

"Alright, babe. You caught me." He stalks closer to you and stops when he's directly in front of you.

"I killed him because he was a terrible waste of space." His smile was unnerving and you only felt more uncomfortable and confused. "What....?" "....He was useless. And he got in the way." The way he spoke made things a little awkward between the two of you. Did this have something to do with you and him? You hoped not. But with the way he said it, and the way he was staring at you began giving you confirmation that this was the case.

"He doesn't deserve you like I do." You inhale sharply and take a step back towards your door. "Satoru-" "No, I'm serious."

"You can't just....kill someone. He's dead!" His shoulders shake as he laughs at your statement. "You think I don't know that? That's the whole point. To die." You shake your head, "I-I need to get you help. This isn't okay. You shouldn't think it's okay to kill someone just to....I don't even know."

"To have you," He states. But you didn't hear. You were already back in the house to research different forms of treatment he could possibly receive. You didn't know what you were going to do with the body.

Satoru did plan to use it as fertilizer.

He lied to you for 12 weeks. And he hated every second of it. He never liked hiding shit from you. Which is why he straight up told you that he killed that dumbass from a while ago. You deserve better than some liar. But he'd be damned if he let some random take you away from him. So, he told you that he was going to the therapist that he been paid off and also killed.

He told you the body was taken care of and you didn't have to worry about it. After all, your tree leaves looked perkier than usual(he didn't tell you that either).

When you heard he was consistently meeting with his therapist, you let him take you out more often. You let him hang out at your place to have sleepovers if you had the time, and you realized that you might have a small crush on him. You shouldn't have a crush on a killer, but here you were. You should've called the police on him a long time ago(not like he'd get rid of them either), but he promised you he'd be good. And he has been. So you trust him.

Satoru learned to stop doing things like being a killer when you're around. It was smart to do it at night. But definitely not where you live. Probably the stupidest thing he's ever done. He should buy that house a few towns off. Everyone would be better off dying in there anyways, especially if there'd be no trace of them in the first place.

He's lucky you're gullible.

[local-new-kid-super]

Little things Professor Chaos does for New Kid! Reader after a battle.

Sorry this took me a bit, been busy!

☆ First things first, Professor Chaos knows the most important part of turning the tides in battle is minions. Taking care of your legion is important, so before his Chaos army packs up after a fight, Butters is going to be checking up on each of his Chaos army members. He's picked up minimal spanish from his time as Mantequilla, so he checks on his hired workers and the dogs wrapped in tin foil. Catch him handing out tinfoil covered juice boxes and ham sandwiches, or little 'Princess Kenny' brand bandaids.

☆ You're a hero, so he's not technically supposed to patch you up, but that doesn't mean he wants to hurt you! He'll avoid directly attacking you, and might occasionally drop a healing item or two onto the floor.

☆ He admires you so much! You're a real hero, not just someone doing it for money or fame (like a certain Trash-panda themed hero). A part of him worries you could never really be his friend because of his love for chaos, but, surely if you knew what he'd been through you'd understand.

☆ "You're impressive moves, and good looks are no match for Chaos, New Kid!"

"Good looks? Thats fucking gay, Chaos." Raccoon says, and Chaos founders.

"Aw geez..."

☆ You'll frequently end up 'kidnapped' and taken to the U-Stor-It for interrogation, but Professor Chaos seems to have no desire to figure out what Raccoon and Friends are actually up too.

☆"Mwahaha! Foolish hero, you've allowed yourself to get caught up in the chaos of battle! Now you're officially my prisoner." Professor Chaos cackles, a crack of lighting crosses the sky as he stops laughing and seems to grow a bit awkward. "Uh, I'm gonna interrogate you now, okay? Don't go anywhere, I gotta get my minions for back up-" About half an hour later, he's having you aid his 'villainy' by feeding carrot sticks to his sweet gerbil minions.

"So, new kid, what kind of... what kind stuff does a hero do when they have free time? You know, and who do they, uh, who do they hang out with?"

[the-s1lly-corner]

The TADC cast with a reader who’s a fluffy droopy eared bunny like the picture above.

Those eyes have absolutely no thoughts behind them just vibes (that may or may not include various types of cake)

Readers just a little fella,an absolute pal.they give soft plush hugs but the catch is that their like 7’5 tall.their super kind and patient and somehow always know what to say or do to help the cast.

(Also…JAX FIDGET HC!! He totally flops their ears about)

TADC cast x big soft silly plushie bunny!reader!!!!!

uueueueue the macarons i made earlier ended up so good!! easily some of the nicest and prettiest ones i made recently; not like bakery level pretty but none of them collapsed or cracked! main issue is that some of them kind of have a tip or bump on the top from the piping!! otherwise theyre solid!! gonna answer some stuff then i might go draw then hit the sack

CAINE:

i like to think that he took one of your ears in each of his hands and lifted them up, messing with them a bit before letting them flop down to your sides. has probably tried to blow you away with spectacles and grand gestures only for you to blink dully at him... oh... was he saying something..? you werent really paying attention... always reties your bow/bowtie when it comes undone, he cant have you not being ... not presentable..! very much endeared by your sweet demeanor and very loudly asks for hugs every now and then

POMNI:

has probably waved her hand in front of your face to see if you were awake and/or alive, genuinely thought that you were a real normal plushie the first time she saw you. got jumpscared when you slowly moved your head to look at her. oh dear! please reassure her that everything is fine!

since shes new you have taken to hovering around her during IHAs to make sure shes safe.. you have probably picked her up to your chest and made a run for it. like literally just pomni held flat to you and you just running with her. silly, i think

RAGATHA:

one of my favorite ragatha headcannons that lowkey becoming a given and my go to; she makes you accessories to go on your ears! bows and ribbons and the like! she thinks you look so so cute; vaguely reminds her of a bunny doll she used to have in her childhood, at least thats her guess judging by the warped and murky memories of her old life in the real world. has accidentally left you behind because you were spacing out and thinking about whatever it is that goes on in your head... thinks youre as sweet as can be, probably calls you "carrot cake" or something along the lines

"sweetie bell"

sits

JAX:

messes with your long droopy ears. not uncommon for him to just grab one and run his thumb over you false fur and fabric. he thinks youre too soft; literally and metaphorically. you make a great cuddle buddy and give great hugs, but youre just too nice for your own good. and on the off chance that youre actually paying attention when hes setting up a prank for someone, you put a stop to it. pulling pranks is mean, especially jax's style of pranks! you cant have that!

jax definitely pouts off to the side when you sabotage him.. youd think the two bunny folk would get along with one another!

well its not like you guys dont get along, youre too nice for that and sometimes i feel like jax's conscious would step in at least once and he would try to be nicer to you, at least for a day

KINGER:

sometimes he likes snuggling into you within the pillow fort, your body is just so soft and warm and comforting, youre literally just a giant teddy bear- er... bunny! stuffed bunny! honestly he probably hangs around you more than he would hang around a normal reader simply because youre just so sweet and soft, as well as inviting. you both tend to space out together.. do you think he accidentally put you in the walls of his pillow fort, before he realized you were a whole person ? like do i think kinger is that dense? no, but i do think that the thought it really really funny and silly and i can definitely see it as a gag

ZOOBLE:

tries to pretend that theyre not into how soft and comfy you are.... but they find themselves subtly leaning into you when youre nearby. i would say that they would be blunt with wanting to be held or wanting a hug like they are with everything else.. but i think when it comes to affection, zooble can be a little... eh... like theyre bad at saying what they want when they want it, at least verbally.. your softness makes up for the fact that they feel like those hard plastic kids toys

sometimes get a little annoyed by your... empty eyed look... because sometimes its really hard to tell when youre paying attention or not

GANGLE:

love love loves snuggling into you after a rough day, bonus if youre fixing up her comedy mask while she presses her other masked-face into your fluff and venting about her day. oh that jax is so so mean! please rub her back... her.. ribbons, actually. honestly hugs from you are s tier and the very best because as said several times before, youre really soft and comfortable. you guys tend to lock yourselves up in gangles room and hang out when a IHA isnt going on; and thats just fine with the both of you because you have one anothers company

[beddybites]

hi bite :D I just binged your tiny 21 trio tag (I’ve been on a 21 trio craze recently) and I love them so much. If you have any concepts or cute little head cannons for them I’d love to hear them. They’re just perfect😭🫶🏼 I adore your art sm

awhh hello!!! thank you thank you, this is so kind!!!

hmmm... concepts/headcanons... i do have a bunch! I've posted some in the past so i may accidentally repeat myself a bit haha

also, apologies in advance-- a lot of these are going to be centered on obanai, since he's my favorite among the three..... unfortunately i am biased :(

sanemi can't stand the heat, and he warms up really easily. he's also really picky about his textures and he gets really worked up if he's wearing something he deems bad

a lot of the time he's just left in a shirt and a diaper. he just needs a lot of skin showing otherwise he feels constricted

obanai is the opposite--- he needs to be warm at all times. he shivers like a leaf if he's wearing anything that isn't long sleeves and will wail his little heart out if he's cold

giyuu always has his blanket. big or little brained he always has his blanket with him. he hides under it a lot, whether it be to avoid everyone else or just to take a nap

when sanemi cries he is so god damn loud. he shrieks and screams and will kick and throw things; he just doesn't know what to do with himself...

again, obanai is the opposite to sanemi in that he's a silent crier, and he even muffles his little wails with his mittens or by burying himself against someone :(

giyuu and sanemi have an easier time falling asleep compared to obanai. someone has to sit with him to make sure he falls asleep and stays asleep--

otherwise he'll pretend he fell asleep or try to get himself out of his crib

they all have nightmares. all of them.

sometimes they have to sleep separately Or Else

tengen's favorite baby to take care of is, surprisingly, obanai. he likes getting to hold him and coddle him and he always really looks forward to feeding the little guy from his bottle or rocking him to sleep

sanemi was originally his favorite, but then big brained sanemi threw mushed up carrots and rice in his hair, and it took days for tengen to properly clean himself up

giyuu is the only one who is obedient when it comes to food, so long as he gets to feed himself

sanemi is a nightmare. he makes a huge mess every time. he loves playing with his food and trying to feed others (specifically genya) handfuls of said food. he will giggle like a lunatic as he covers himself and his loved ones in food

again since obanai is so small and weak he has to nurse from a bottle which is a nightmare when he's big and small

when he's little brained its a lot easier but he'll still get sick on himself sometimes :( he has a sensitive tummy

baby giyuu LOVES bath time. he would sit there for hours if he could. he has lots of bath toys and goes splash splash

all three of them are obedient with gyomei and kagaya. otherwise at least one of them is being difficult for one reason or another

big brain obanai hates touch but baby brain obanai loves cuddles... it's another way to keep him warm

he also likes to be swaddled

the babies do arts and crafts sometimes and its always a disaster

kaburamaru gets paint and glitter on him and obanai freaks out

sanemi and giyuu try to eat the paint then both start coughing and spitting and losing their minds

mitsuri and tengen teach them how to be more gentle and careful and such and they learn how to finger paint

obanai always paints a snake

mitsuri keeps every single piece and hangs them up around her estate

muichiro helps them make tiny paper planes

obviously they're babies and they can't actually make it but muichiro helps them and lets them think they did it

uhhh thats all i can think of right now, sorry!! i hope this will suffice :,D sorry for taking so long to respond!!

[they-call-me-emmy]

The Past is The Past 3

Part 1 and 2 on my account <3

Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader

Summary: Tara was faced with her 3 ghostface, and this time got so seriously injured she was in a coma. When she wakes up, she has no memory of the past 3 years...including you, her girlfriend.

Notes: Imagine this as our gals scream 7...since Jenna apparently quit and left me fucking DYING

Warnings: Uh, injury, violence, blood, our boy ghostyface with knives. Coma and memory loss if thats even a warning. Swearing. Uhm. Shitty 7th grade writing.

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Tara pushed the food around her plate using her fork. She'd barely eaten a bite all dinner, busy glaring at Sam and avoiding any sort of eye contact with Y/N.

"So." Sam began, putting a hand to her mouth and pausing, to finish chewing. "Y/N. How's life been treating you? I haven't seen you around in a while."

There was a second of silence as Y/N finished her food.

"Fine." She stated, setting her fork down on her napkin. "Work's been rough, but nothing besides that."

Sam nodded. "You work at that bookstore, right? The one with the bunny in the window? I drive by it on my way to the grocery store."

Tara had no idea what they were talking about. She hadn't gone shopping since she'd come home. What bookstore? What bunny? It was like listening to people speaking nonsense.

"Yeah. That's the one. Shifts have been longer recently, we're low on staff."

Sam nodded, continuing to eat. Y/N cleared her throat.

"Tara," Tara startled from her daze at the sound of her name, in Y/N's voice no less. "Sam's been telling me your getting back into horror? Is that true?"

Tara glared at Sam.

"I've always been into horror."

Y/N nodded, pursing her lips, sensing the tension in the room. The need to just...not talk.

"I was-" Y/N cleared her throat and took a sip of water. "I was wondering if maybe you wanted to watch some of your favorites...y'know, the few we watched in the last year you really enjoyed? I wouldn't mind re-watching them with you."

Tara couldn't help but feel weird. She's watched movies with this girl. She'd watched horror movies. She'd watched horror movies and enjoyed them. With this girl? This girl she hardly knew now?

"Maybe."

Y/N nodded.

"I've been busy lately." Tara pushed a cooked carrot into her napkin. She didn't like those.

Sam rolled her eyes. "Tara, you've been sitting on your ass for the past week-"

Tara suddenly stood up. "I'm finished. I'm going to go wash the dishes." She took Sam and Y/N's plates and left without another word.

Tara knew they'd talk the moment she left. She hovered at the door, running the sink in the background so they'd think she was cleaning. Maybe they'd mention the big thing tonight. Maybe they'd say something that would finally help her understand her past.

"I'm sorry she's being an ass." Sam's voice was muffled through the kitchen door.

"It's fine. I wasn't expecting a heartwarming welcome. I mean, come on, I'm practically a stranger to her. And it's hard on her too, Sam. Remember she's struggling too."

Tara would have felt mad if anyone else had said this, as if they pitied her and felt sorry for her state of mind. But hearing those words, those words in Y/N's sweet voice...felt like reassurance that someone understand how she'd been struggling.

"I know...I'm trying to get her to...connect. Y'know? Re-enforce those bonds...god, you two were like peas in a pod. I can't imagine how long it'll take for that to be back, especially with her new...attitude." Sam sounded empathetic, but there was still a twinge of annoyance in her voice.

"I'm not expecting it to just click again...but I can wait. I'm assuming you haven't told her?" Y/N asked.

Tara could feel her heart beat a little faster. Was this it? Was she about to learn what this secret was that everyone seemed so desperate to avoid?

"No. I don't feel like it's the right time. I mean, you see the way she is. Putting that much more pressure on her is bound to do no good."

"You have to tell her at some point." Y/N said. "You and her would both prefer you telling her rather then her randomly learning one day, or even worse, getting a flash of memory from it. The doctor did say those happen, especially with traumatic experiences, at least in her case."

"I don't feel like now is the right time."

"Soon, Sam. Please. The girl deserves to know. This is important."

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I'm a slut for comments people.

[thekirammanjinx]

idk if you wanna get rambling asks abt arcane so if not im so sorry pls ignore me but im throwin hands with the next person to call caitlyn a fascist LKJFKJLKFJKFJF like,,,, im sorry but u completely ignored how she didnt want the power and how she didnt want things to continue, she literally says the police state has gone on months longer than she ever wanted and LITERALLY the worst thing cait does is,,,, before she's even in power LKJFLKJFKLJF like the use of the grey i the worst thing she does, every other pressure of power is done,,,, by ambessa with caitlyn following at the start but very obviously already working to get out of her grief following her when act 2 starts lkgdkjdsglkjdsg like even when shes in her evil era, shes reforming the prison, shes trying to keep the peace, shes only lashing out when her grief is spun about by jinx and tht is constantly happening bcuz shes become the face of the revolution and Ambessa is constantly manipulating her to stoke the flames of her rage dglkjsldkjglksjgd even at her WORST, cait tried her best to mitigate deaths, to remove only those connected to jinx, and wanted to press for the release of the police state to try and calm the people,,,,, and then when she does give up her power, she literally HANDS IT TO SEVIKA to give her seat on the council, loses an EYE to protect her people, and is probably lauded as a war hero, which is why she won't be investigated like my girl was never a full blown fascist dictator, she was literally trying to wear the mantle her mother left behind her, literally shown in the scenes where she dons the cape, trying to be the person she had to be as a leader in the council where she has to be someone other than herself, something shes always loathed about topside, and she hated it, hated herself, the entire fucking time lgkjksjgdlkjgd i'm not excusing her actions, she fucked up and she will probably spend the rest of her life atoning bcuz thats just who she is but like the lack of nuanced thought when it comes to caitlyn in this fandom is so wild, esp since shes a narrative foil to jinx and so many people love jinx

This got long, ofc, thank you for the discussion anon:

Its like when people call her "kkkiramman" like nothing she did or believed ever aligned with the extremity of that hate group. She definitely became less sympathetic and understanding and colder, but she never full on hated zaun in it's entirety. We can still visibly see her reservations. She did have her hand and role to play but to believe she in anyway compares is absolute blasphemous.

We can hold caitlyn accountable without being god awful extremist about it.

People want to throw alot of buzz words around. But let's be for real for a moment and talk about how ambessa utilized and took advantage of caitlyn's grief to groom her into this person who would write off ambessa war crimes. The way ambessa continued to twist the knife and dangle jinx like a carrot in front of Cait.

Ambess orchestrating the attack on the memorial was the first match lit. Like she did not give a single fuck the collateral to get what she wanted. She took someone she could manipulate in her conquest to start a war so piltover would be forced to make the weapons she desired.

When we see Caitlyn waver in front of ambessa "the sword cuts both ways" ambessa is quick with her trained manipulation. Always coaxing the flames of caitlyn's hatred for jinx. Making sure that she can't even begin to consider if it would be worth it in the end. But also ambessa brought her this far so backing out now would've felt like a waste. Truly a defeat. She would've pushed vi away for nothing, in her mind.

Caitlyn is not absolved of her crimes. She literally says this herself?! Hello people. But people who write her off as irredeemable make my head spin.

If you think saying "she grew up privileged and had the luxury of grieving" suddenly makes every emotion in her go away then maybe you shouldn't be watching any shows or consuming media. Like the class war between piltover and zaun is very important but that's not what the take away is supposed to be and so many people miss that. Everyone wants to think they're truly fighting some irl classist war when they dont extend any nuance to Cait.

"She faced one death and couldn't handle it" girl she faced one murder, by jinx that she believes she could've prevented. She faced being abducted from her own bathroom by jinx. Like jinx truly terrorized her, yall expected her not to see red when it came to jinx. Maybe if they added little squiggly and distortions people would get the message that she was traumatized by jinx.

If this were any other show "the mental illness made them do it" would not be a write off for jinx.

I guess it's fine if silco and jinx terrorize their own people in zaun because they're on the same class level?

I love jinx but I wish people would look at her critically. Look at why she's such an interesting character. Jinx and Caitlyn are so much foils but people don't get that. Caitlyn is really wearing the crimes of every enforcer on her shoulder, at this point I wouldn't be surprised if fandom personally blamed her for killing vi parents.

I think we always saw that caitlyn was never too far gone which made every complacency hurt more. Wanting for her to wake up from her blinded rage that had her being ambessa accomplice, so to speak, so to say she is irredeemable... i cannot.

Someone will misread this and think I'm not holding caitlyn accountable or that I'm dismissing her actions. Which I'm not.

[rockermybuddie]

Night terrors

Eddie x Buck

Summary: Being with Eddie for the past three years has been one of the most rewarding feelings Buck has felt. Yeah they were best friends before but being able to call Eddie his is everything hes ever wanted.

For the past few nights Buck has been having these nightmares but he doesn’t want Eddie to worry about him so he just pushes them off to the side, they’re just dreams anyways, right?

Intill tonight when Eddie wakes up to Buck screaming but cant get him to wake up.

Tw: PTSD, night terrors/nightmares

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Buck sits up in the bed quick, breathing heavy and feeling hot, like he just ran ten miles with no water. He cant remember exactly what he was dreaming but it was bad. He rubs his face in his hands as he quietly gets out of bed.

He grabs a glass from the kitchen cabinet and fills it with water. Checking the time on the microwave it reads, 3:17am. This is the same time he usually gets woken up by his own mind. Night mares. Sounds so childish. He cant believe hes been getting them so often let alone getting woken up by them.

Buck downs the rest of his water and makes his way back to the bedroom.

He crawls back into bed and rolls Eddie over so he’s cuddling him. Hes like a weighted blanket for him. His body heat comforting him. Buck pushes Eddies hair out of his face pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. A small sound came from Eddie but he didnt move.

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The next morning when Buck woke up Eddie wasnt in bed but he smelled bacon? No waffles? Burnt bacon? He wasnt sure what he smelt but he knew Eddie was in the kitchen.

When he walked into the kitchen he saw Eddie jumping from one spot to another. There was stuff everywhere. Dirty dishes scattered around and different ingredients filled in the spaces.

“Morning babe.” Eddie quickly says when he sees Buck standing in the doorway. He notices he looks tired still but figured its just from him just waking up. “I’m trying to make you breakfast. Its getting there.” Eddie says as he pours too much milk in the batter cursing under his breath.

“With everything we have in the house?” Buck asks as he laughs at his adorable boyfriend who isnt the best cook but trys his damn best.

Buck helps Eddie finish up whatever he was trying to do in the beginning, which he didnt even know so they ended up have carrots with waffles and burnt bacon.

They ended up having too many waffles since Eddie kept adding ingredients to the bowl so they are just going to take the rest to the station and the others will eat the rest.

They will have to say Buck made them or else no one will eat them knowing Eddie made them.

The two clean up the kitchen before getting ready for their shift. Eddie notices Buck is moving slower than he usually does and his drinking his third cup of coffee.

“You okay babe?” Eddie asks. “Y-yeah.” Buck waves him off. “Are you sure? Thats like your third cup already.” Eddie says not convinced, then he remembers Buck pulling him closer last night.

“Did you wake up last night?” He asks. “Yeah, just to get a drink. Went back to sleep after.” Buck answers, leaving out the waking up in panic and not falling back asleep in till an hour later.

Eddie looks at Buck trying to read his face if hes hiding something or not. But when Buck washes his coffee cup and puts it on the rack he decides hes just going to keep an eye on him at work.

“I’m fine Eddie.” Buck says to reassure him. He plants a kiss on Eddies lips as he walks back to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

———-

When they got back home after shift they were both wore out. It was already hitting 1am by the time they got themselves both cleaned up.

Eddie was first in bed and asleep. Buck peeked in and saw Eddie asleep so he took some melatonin gummies in hopes that he can stay asleep tonight.

He crawls into bed and snuggles up next to Eddie as he drifts off to sleep.

Eddie is woken up by a loud scream, he quickly sits up turning on the light. He sees Buck in the bed, his eyes closed but his body is twitching and he’s screaming.

“Buck!” Eddie says, he grabs Bucks shoulders trying to wake him. Is he supposed? He doesn’t know, hes trying not to panic. “Buck! Wake up!” He screams in his face.

Bucks eyes open wide he doesn’t know where he is or whats happening. The look of terror on his face, fear in his eyes. Eddies face grows worry and concern as he looks at his boyfriend unsure of what to do.

“Get off of me!” Buck yells pushing Eddie away. He gets up from the bed and presses himself against the far wall.

“Buck its me.” Eddie pleads. He looks at Buck with concern he doesn’t know what to do but he doesn’t want to show concern.

Buck starts to come to his senses as the panic leaves his body. His shoulders relaxes and the color in his face starts to return. He looks at the clock, 3:18. “Damn it.” He mumbles rubbing his face with his hands.

“Buck?” Eddie asked in a carful voice. He sat on the edge of the bed closet to Buck wanting to wrap him in his arms.

“I’m sorry i woke you.” Buck apologizes, he takes a seat next to Eddie. “Dont apologize, just tell me what is going on.” Eddie asks him, he pushes a loose curl back out of Bucks face as he listens.

Eddie pulls Buck into a hug rubbing his back in circles with his hand. “You can wake me up for anything Buck. No matter what.” Eddie tells him. He can’t believe Buck didnt tell him about his nightmares. Well he can Buck doesnt like to burden others with his problems. Thats something they are working on.

Eddie and Buck lay back down, Buck wrapped in Eddies arm as he places kisses on his forehead. Buck tilts his head up so he can get a kiss on his mouth.

The two laid there, Eddie made sure Buck was good and asleep before going to sleep himself.

————-

[kingshovelbug]

Hello! I hope this is not a weird question, but how do you deal with ADHD and buying/having vegetables? Because I swear every single batch I bought goes moldy because I keep forgetting about it! >^<

dont worry its not! i really really struggled to eat fresh food for awhile because i would forget about it. and then feel awful because i was wasting money. it actually took until recently for me to find a system that works for me to beef up my veggie consumption lol

so i would say the biggest things that helped are where they are in the fridge, what vegetables i buy, loosely planning out meals and knowing how to throw shit together sea fairing cook style

1) my vegetables arent in the crisper drawer where theyre “supposed to be” they are in plain sight on the first shelf and i look at them anytime i open the fridge. tbh im not sure that crisper drawers do what they say that they do since theres like a whole veggie section on this shelf and they keep fine lol. sort of in line with this is that i keep the produce in the bags they come in so that i can also read the word of what the vegetable actually is and see it visual of it

2) it might be limiting depending on what vegetables you like but i only buy regularly buy veggies that last. my usual stock are different varieties of peppers, onions, cabbage, potatoes (im counting as a vegetable), and carrots. leafy greens and soft veggies like mushrooms, squash, and cucumbers go bad really fast especially if you cut into them

3) you dont need to do it every day or even every week but if im craving something specific that does go bad quickly then ill do a loose meal plan for that week to make sure that i use it up. so say im craving spinach and mushrooms. after i get back from the store ill write on the fridge a list of things i need to make to use them up like a spinach feta omelette, wilted spinach as a side for something and mushroom stir fry

4) this takes a little bit of practice but even if you do everything right stuff can still go bad. but if you have recipes that work for almost everything vegetable then as stuff looks like it could be turning you can cook it before it actually gets gross. like roasting vegetables in the oven with olive oil, salt and pepper as a side to some protein. or a quick stir fry. those are easy oh shit this needs made now meals

theres also frozen or canned veggies but i dont like the texture of those. i know some people do though so thats worth a try!

[fruit-teeth]

Longneck

(Do you ever have an idea for a fic thats so ridiculous that you have to write it?? Yeah that’s what happened here today)

____

It was the day of April 23rd that everything changed. 

The day started out average, with Sniper pouring his morning coffee by the window sill in the base’s kitchen. He didn't generally drink coffee in the kitchen, but his camper's coffee machine wasn't operating properly.

Just as he brought the mug up to sip it, he became aware of a noise: a strange banging sound, coming from the infirmary. He froze, looking up in the direction of the noise, squinting. ”What in the…?” 

The next sound he became aware of was Medic’s muttering, sounding almost frantic. It was early in the morning, so not everyone was awake. It was likely just the two of them up. Sniper decided to investigate after a brief internal debate, taking another sip of coffee and heading to the infirmary.

When he pushed the door open, he first became aware of the mess in Medic’s office. The flooring was littered with papers, pens, and bird seed, and in the corner, all the doves gathered together, appearing scared.

“What the hell is going on?” Sniper asked, stepping in and looking around for Medic.

Medic was in the far left corner of the room, kneeling over something. He stopped, straightened up, and grabbed his coat from a nearby rack, draping it over whatever was in front of him.

“Sniper! What a surprise!” Medic exclaimed, voice cracking slightly. “I’m very busy right now, can we talk later?” 

Sniper wasn’t so easily swayed, though, and he closed the door behind him. “What are you hiding under that coat?” 

“Nothing!” Medic insisted. “It’s nothing, really! It’s nothing that concerns you, you should…”

Before he could continue, the lump below the garment began squawking and squirming around. Sniper quickly approached and pulled the coat aside, concerned about what Medic may be hiding.

What he saw was perhaps the last thing he ever expected to see: a goat-sized creature that appeared to be a long-necked reptile. It squawked once again and pressed into the corner, clearly frightened, looking about the room madly.

“What is that?” Sniper asked after a moment, not understanding what he was seeing. 

Medic scratched the back of his head, as if debating whether or not to answer. “It’s a…well, I don’t know. It appears to be a dinosaur of some kind…” 

Sniper couldn’t speak for a few seconds, processing the sight before him. “No…no, it’s not. Come on, doc, what is this thing? A Loch Ness monster? Some kinda…giraffe and lizard hybrid?” 

“I don’t know!” Medic exclaimed. “I-I bought it in an unmarked crate from the black market, the man selling it said it was a miniature horse!” 

“Miniature horse!? Why were you buying a horse from the black…” Sniper shook himself. “You know what? I don’t wanna know why you wanted a mini horse! What are you gonna do with this bloody thing?! There’s no way this is an actual dinosaur!” 

The creature flopped down in the corner, shaking pitifully. Medic sighed. “I have no idea what to do with it! I don’t know how to feed it, or…I don’t know! I suppose it could be interesting to study, but it’s terrified of me! It runs away if I try to touch it!”

Sniper watched the creature, and after a moment, he knelt down to examine it. “Whatever it is, it looks like a baby,” he tucked his hand beneath its jaw, lifting its head up to get a look at its teeth. “Hm…the teeth…herbivore, definitely. I’ll get it some vegetables.” 

“Vegetables?” Medic asked incredulously as Sniper walked out of the office. “But…are you sure that's a good idea!?” 

Shortly after, Sniper came back holding a dish of celery, carrots, and spinach, which he set in front of the animal. “Here ya go, eat up!” 

After a few seconds of staring at the dish, the creature cautiously sniffed one of the leaves and took a nibble. As it began to munch on the leaves and vegetables, Sniper and Medic watched in complete silence. 

Finally, Sniper spoke up. “Pretty sure its a brontosaurus, with the long neck and all, still just a baby.” 

“Hm?” Medic glanced in his direction, brow furrowed. “How do you know?”

”I had a big book of dinosaurs when I was a kid,” Sniper admitted. “I know a lot of their names…I was kinda obsessed with them for a period of time.” 

Medic snorted. “Of course you were…so, what do you suppose we do with it?” 

The small dinosaur finished the leaves and began to bite the bowl, causing Sniper to carefully remove it. “I dunno — we can’t just let it out, little biter’s not part of this ecosystem, it would be a bad idea.” 

“So…we keep it here?” Medic asked, rubbing his chin in thought. 

“I…guess so,” Sniper replied with a shrug. “Hell, none of this feels real,” he reached out, touching the creature’s scaly skin with a light hand. The dinosaur pressed its head up into Sniper’s hand, trilling. 

“Would you mind taking it out of here?” Medic asked. “It’s just…the birds are terrified,” 

"Oh— yeah, of course," Sniper said, still in a fog. He lifted the dinosaur into his arms, wheezing at the surprising weight. “Ugh! Not even sheep are this heavy…” 

Sniper stepped out of the room, carrying the creature in his arms as he closed the door behind him. He paused in the hallway, looking down at the dinosaur, the reality of this situation sinking in. 

As he watched the tiny dinosaur start to nibble on his sleeve, he muttered to himself, "Hell, this town is fucking weird."

[lilithsterrarium]

You taking your kids out to play on a snow day.

Someone's supposed to be holding you the entire time, but you get passed around casually until finally, you finally end up forgotten in the front yard, stranded between boot tracks.

After a while, they decide to build a snow person. You were caught under the first ball almost immediately, a layer of snow pressing you onto the ball as it pulled you along. The snow gets thicker around you, and the ball gets heavier every time you spin to the bottom. Luckily, you come to a stop facing to the side.

As the other balls are stacked on, you slowly dig your way through the snow in the dark, hoping you'll make it out before they finish and head in for cocoa. You hear your daughter close by muttering and rustling things above you.

"Okay, she has a hat, a scarf, a face made of rocks and mittens. What else does she need?"

"What makes it a girl?"

"Just is."

"If it's a girl..."

You feel two thuds far above you as your eldest adjusts the snow woman's anatomy from across the yard.

"No, she's missing something important."

You're able to see the snow in front of you now as you're near the surface.

"Snowmans need a carrot, obviously."

"Snow woman, but you're right. Where is it?"

You finally have a hole to the outside world big enough to see through. Your son strides across the yard, pulling a carrot from his pocket. Hopefully, you can get his attention.

"There!"

The butt of the carrot broke your nose and sent you sliding back to the start of your tunnel.

"A snow tranny!"

"Oh yeah. Where's Mom anyway?"

- 🎃 (I don't think that's taken? You're a perfect thing to put in situations, so I figure I should sign things)

BFNFNCJVJCUC7CIVIZJZJCC <3333

(Thats not taken, no worries!!! And goodness, do I ADORE situations :3)

I had warned them a thousand times to be careful, especially in the snow- the last thing I wanted was for any of them to catch a cold. At my size, it wasnt quite as easy to make them soup or get them medicine... even if I did come off as a little overbearing, I am glad they took me with them! Even as my little body is passed off extremely casually, just a "Hold Mom for a bit!" and a quick little handoff, I can't help but sigh about how much I love my kids... even if I do wish they would ask for my permission to just pass me around like that.

Shivering and trembling, waving my little arms as much as I can, its only now that I started to regret my choices in going out with them- the brightly colored winter clothes I had chosen specifically to be seen better were useless as they got caked in that frigid snow... watching boots stomp all around me, my voice a small squeal that I doubted would be audible from their earmuffs...

It only gets worse buried in the actual snowman. A veritable avalanche keeping me stuck, squirmimg and fighting through densely packed snow as I listen to the muffled sounds of my childrens voices... little hands clawing... relieved when they finally break through, poking my head out to call for one of them when-

The air is knocked out of my lungs with a loud thud, my face burning bright red as I'm sent stumbling. My little tunnel lays in front of me, my nose leaking blood as I whimper... staring at the butt of a carrot. Immature, but unsurprising... listening to the muffled sounds of my kids all heading inside, sighing about how theyre "Sure Mom'll turn up eventually..."

Already digging an alternate route and wincing as I realize I'll have to beg at the door to be let in once again... as always 😵‍💫

[dance-like-an-idiot]

imagine, if only for a moment. joel and jimmy. they meet up and they click. like glue, like lego bricks with their spotty colors, and like old friends that have seen each other before again and again. their timers tick and they ignore the flames that consume them as the realize they died together.

then they live together.

imagine once again grian joins these ragtag self proclaimed "bad boys" and fits just as well. though not as well as jimmy and joel first did, their bond stronger than ever, jimmy feels a pull towards grian in some unexplainable way that he has many times tried to put into words.

he somehow felt it would be easier explained if they Listened.

now imagine a day has passed and grian fits in so much better than they thought, the stitching they needed like a patch on leather jackets and aviators to boot. they laugh and they build what they all agree on is the most ugly thing created but it helps joels plague. one which they vow to help him with. they build the bread bridge on bad boys manor.

and somehow, they're proud of the blood sweat and wheat.

imagine these three bound to each others side through every murder and kill they get. they find themselves with no allies and a metallic taste in their mouth as they grit their teeth and get by. they may not have allies but they have each other.

death holds a string of desires over their heads as they reach and reach.

imagine the first death comes in their bridge. their mourning period starts as they give in and realize that they can't save their bridge and in some twisted turn of events they all feel genuinely sad over it. they spent an ungodly amount of time on it, and while it may not be much more than an eyesore by the end of it it was theres.

but the memories last longer than what was lost.

keep on and imagine their plan of recovery, it comes from the sky with a carrot cake, a loaf of bread, and a submarine sandwich. the sky is safer and they crave safer. although not pretty its theirs and they capitalize. the grip of death urges them forward and they stretch the base as far as their eyes can manage until they run out of blocks

it reminds them of what they had lost.

and imagine the three keep together. they love each other and they care for each other. the time ticks down and again. it feels like they can never possibly get out of their pit of red. hot and angering but the time keeps ticking. their minds keep ticking.

they see the fear on each other, like moldy bread.

and imagine jimmy falls one too close to out and they huddle around him like guards, they can't lose each other so they go hunting. hunts lead to death. and death leads to reminders. reminders of what was lost, what they could have had, and reminders of how far they had come.

jimmy had died on skynet 2. their relapse in memory. the one memory they couldn't get back

imagine now, joel gets scared. too frightened to think of anything other than jimmy and grian. he can barely feel any remains of morals as he bounds around looking for any easy kill to save grian. he fears for his death. and he fears for grian. he knows its his time. he doesn't want it to be. but he already took from grian. and he doesn't want another thing to be taken from him.

he dies on the remains of bread bridge with grian just out of his sight. forever in his mind.

the world goes still as the thunder strikes and takes salvation away. the water trickles and falls and he sees joels blood seep into the water. grian sees his own tears join with the heart of jimmy still in the blocks around him. he sees his friends and the only people he would give the world to die. too soon. far too soon. he sobs and he cries and he cant think. he can only mourn because thats what they did together. and thats what he'll do alone.

[antiquepearlss]

i should probablyyyy be asleep rn

but whatever

whats the tts casts favorite halloween movie, or like what they enjoy bcuz thats what tjis turned into LMAO

rapunzel i feel is a diehard tim burton fan, anythinh by him is her fav, but shes also a hocus pocus fan and loves coraline(she also loves any type of halloween special for tv shows and stuff lol, she probably likes the curious george halloween special ngl)

cassie likes horror movies, esp the gore-y ones, i think she probably likes those movies, it gets her anger out. i havent seen many horror movies though bcuz im a paranoid loser so i shy away from scary movies, but cass probably laughs watchinh the scream movies

youve said tjis one before ane i LOVE IT, eugene and varian watch and listen to true crime stuff, varian probably likes the documentaries and podcasts, eugene like the cinematic true crime movies, but they all together like true crime stuff lol

lance, lance likes that one house of mouse episode where all the villians took over and that was the halloween special, he liked vampire mickey(ALSO, the dream works stuff like the shrek scary stories and the monsters vs aliens one aboyt the carrots & pumpkins that turned into zombies)

the girl just watch whatever everyone reccomends, like "okay we'll watch hocus pocus" "okay we'll watch halloweentown" ect, their favs tho are def horror ones, kiera likes nightmare on elm street and chucky, and catalina likes horror, but i feel like shed like the older stuff like frankenstiens monter & obvi stuff abt werewolves & vampires lol

and hugo likes hotel transylvania, specifically bcuz adam sandler does drac, and he forces varian to watch descendents with him, hugo def knows all of the songs to descendents(hes a mal kinnie what can i say)

and yes descendants is a halloween movies, IDC what you say, its a halloween movie /not mean💛

okay im going to bed goodnight augh mimimimi

Sorry this took so long to get to! I love these asks they just require a lot of thought and brainpower I often don’t have :p

Honestly like, you kinda nailed it lmao. I love these hc’s. I don’t know how to add onto it LMAO but here I did include movie hc’s in one of my posts-

I fully agree that Cass and Kiera would love the slasher films. Cass likes the more modern ones because quite a few of them have a feminist vibe, whereas Kiera likes the classics because 1) they’re cooler and 2) they were probably the ones Lance showed her first.

Lance and Rapunzel both like the less spooky and more vibey Halloween movies. Like you said, a lot of Tim Burton and Halloween specials. I think Raps would like Edward Scissorhands and Corpse Bride in particular. I think Lance likes Beetlejuice (in his opinion the musical is much better.) Rapunzel probably loves The Great Pumpkin Peanuts special and all the Phineas And Ferb Halloween specials.

I think Eugene probably also likes the classic slasher films. And like you said, Cat likes the classic Universal Monster films.

Quirin probably watches Halloween movies like the Universal Monster movies, along with some of my ultimate faves- Arsenic and Old Lace and I Married A Witch. Basically Quirin watches a lot of older Halloween movies and I think Varian ended up with those as his favorites. Tbh I don’t think Varian watches a lot of fictional things to scare himself (or at all.) When spooky season comes around, he watches things like Blameitonjorge, Nexpo, Nick Crowley, etc. True scary stories. He probably also loves the internet rabbit holes because they’re kind of like puzzles. (I’m really projecting onto him ngl but it fits okay!)

I feel like Hugo likes “bad” Halloween movies. Failures. Movies that fail so badly at being scary they’re funny. Think Velocipastor (please think about Velocipastor it’s the greatest movie in existence) but I can also see him enjoying Found Footage and along with Varian, “True” scary stories.

I think Hugo, Varian, and the girls watch obviously fake ghost hunting videos and make fun of them. They watch a lot of John Wolfe. I can also see Varigo + Eugene, Lance, and the girls really liking Buzzfeed Unsolved and Ghost/Mystery Files, along with Too Many Spirits. Which Varigo reenact at one point.

I think Lance, Eugene, and the girls watch the Conjuring series and other paranormal movies together. I can’t see Cass and Hugo enjoying them a whole lot, and Varian and Rapunzel are super afraid of them. I can see Varian and Rapunzel watching The Twilight Zone together. And also those Halloweentown movies on Disney (I’ve not seen them but they seem like Disney Channel fans) Varian, Raps, and Eugene watched the Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina but deemed it not nearly as good as the original sitcom. Eugene and Hugo hate-watch Twilight. Raps watches Halloween baking shows. Lance and Hugo like Rocky Horror Picture Show. Lance and Eugene like Young Frankenstein.

Goodnight rest well!

[sapchats]

Wait omg thats so cute stop it 💗😭 what other buildings do u have in that server? i need some inspo if u dont mind sharing ＼(^-^)／

THANK U heres everything i have so far ft me yapping about it all by god do i yap my ass off im so sorry if all u wanted was pictures im incapable of not talking about literally anything. my bad. :3

barn area for my animals + a cute little interior that's technically extra storage space but i dont really use it

MY HOUSE ! the stone + glass thing to the left is my automatic composter setup built off my personal wheat farm (i like to enclose all my crop farms with stone walls bc i think it gives it ~character~ and also it looks pretty) this is a pretty far away picture of my house tho so have another one i took a while ago:

this area has the barn to the left which u already saw and then the storage house in the middle and then my villager breeding area on the right + what's eventually going to be a bee farm in front of it (idrk if i like the placement of it and the build itself just feels very in the way so i'll probably scatter single beehives throughout the entire town space BUT IDK YET!)

storage house ! pumpkin patch to the left and wheat field to the right (it's for when i want to breed the villagers) the inside still isn't entire organized bc well im honestly really bad about putting things in the "correct" chests but im working on it and one day it'll be finished trust

villager breeding house U cant see him rn but there's actually an iron golem that somehow spawned on the upper floor?? ive named him jeff. he goes and stands in the window sometimes but he was being really shy today :/ the random block on the right of the screen is literally there bc an enderman placed it there for some reason and i havent broken it yet

nether portal ! ive only gone through once to check out the spawn but el spent the time to make a path to the world spawn portal (which is where literally everyone else settled lmfao - i originally just set out exploring but i found this area and thought it was cute enough to live in) but anyway i do eventually want to replace the dirt circle, which took freaking forever to lay out btw never build circles in this game ever, with stone + cobble and maybe add some detail to the actual portal it's very up in the air rn. and i do eventually want to put some builds in the actual nether (also way off to the right u can see 2 torches, theyre framing the entrance to my mine where i get all of my cobblestone/deepslate and it leads to my strip mine, im eventually going to add a little mining outpost there and expand it i just havent gotten around to it)

lava farm / mass smelting area + a small crop farm i think it's just carrots and potatoes back there. i actually hate how i did the roof (i play on 90 fov so ifl maybe the angle i was at for this screenshot is fucking with my view of it ?) but things got weird bc i had to scramble to place it and also was replacing the original wood roof with diorite bc who knew lava makes wood catch on fire :/ but it's cute enough i think and it's also really practical i ran out of coal pretty early on this was the 2nd thing i built!

small tiny little enchanting house (got inspiration from some photo on pinterest that i cant find rn rip) bc when i finally decided to start enchanting my stuff i realized i didnt really have enough space for it in my house like i usually do unless i added a basement and i really did not want to do that and i like this better anyway!!! level 30 enchantments + a space to store my lapis + it's just so cute :) downside is theres always like mob sounds bc there's a cave entrance somewhere in this area that i literally just covered up with dirt so

and this is the trading hall + sugarcane farm for paper! followed a youtube tutorial for this one bc ive never really dealt with trading and wanted to make sure i didnt build something really wrong or whatever i had to change the block palette a little to fit the rest of my builds (im a huge fan of spruce and stone if u couldnt tell) but i think it's cute! im still really bad at dealing with villagers tho ive accidentally suffocated a few trying to get them in their spots and theres been some that have been attacked by zombies bc i leave them trapped in boats outside while i go to do other things.......nothing is my fault ever remember this

some extra things bc im nothing if i dont overexplain literally anything i do:

im using complementary shaders unbound bc i think theyre pretty

resource packs autumn biomes + fall pack for the fall theme (this is how im getting the red leaves and the leaf piles on the ground, i'll prob change it once it's christmas-time)

some extra resource packs: flowering crops, fast better grass, and a font change one!

tons of cats spawn and ive tamed + bred a few of them i have i think 6 and am working on naming them all (if i dont have 2 cats called jett and operator in every minecraft world i play on i'll Die.) and i eventually want to venture back to a forest i found and grab a wolf or 2 as well :)

the giant spruce trees in the background of some of the photos were planted by me bc i use spruce in pretty much every single thing i build bc well i like it

EVENTUALLY i do want to let the villagers run free to make the area more lively (i have a slab blocking the door so they cant get out lmfao) but not everything is done rn so theyre staying in their house for now. although i did think about building each one a small little house and giving them jobs and letting them live there thats like. a lot of work. so idk if im gonna do that

build progression if u care: house + wheat farm -> mining area (that i still havent finished oops) -> lava farm -> barn (started out just as fenced pens but i decided i hated that and built an actual space for them) -> storage hall bc i was running out of space -> sugarcane farm -> i found a village over the mountain behind my house and decided i might as well start breeding back home so i built them their own little house next to mine (this is when the 2nd wheat farm got built) -> decided the empty space in between the barn + storage hall was getting to me and built the pumpkin patch -> iron farm WHICH I DIDNT SHOW it's actually a good distance behind the storage hall -> built the trading hall bc why not -> laid out the area for the nether portal -> enchantment table to get some basic enchants on my tools bc the villagers were frustrating me and sitting there rerolling trades was annoying -> actually built the nether portal -> started to work on some detailing, added in some trees in the main area + added coarse dirt, fence, lanterns to the paths -> built bee farm area (might change tho)

and (sorry) ALSO theres a lot of empty space and everything but im working on making paths and adding details around to make it feel like a really connected area instead of just a bunch of builds! i was waiting until i had most of the builds i wanted in place/planned but im kind of stuck on what else to add to really tie the space together especially at the back towards the enchanting house yk but im not too worried about it rn im just having fun :D

anyway thank u for coming to this month's yap about my current interests with jo i hope u enjoyed if u read this far yippee yay wahoo ily

[seancekitsch]

Could you do a Richie one-shot based on the song “Knife Prty” by Deftones?

i made a playlist for richie while writing this thats why it took a little while lol but uhhhh under the cut bc kinky

It’s becoming more and more common now, that look in Richie’s eye; the one that drives you crazy and lets you know you’re in for it. Although, you know you started it this time. You’re the one who chose to chop vegetables in nothing but his unbuttoned flannel shirt and a thong.  

“Youre losing your touch,” you hum, teasing him when you don’t even look up from your meal prep to meet that deadly, hungry gaze. 

“You’re just doing this on purpose, right?” he asks, “I mean, it’s not like you thought, hmm? Let’s provoke my incredibly handsome boyfriend who I know loves to get kinky? C’mon, the knife?” 

You have to chuckle at that. Richie is one hundred percent correct. It’s been a while since he’s really seen how deft you are with a blade in your hands, and the imagery… you know thats got to bring him back to someplace special. 

“Maybe I wanted to play a game,” you trail off, finally lifting your head to look at him. His bright blues look predatory under the kitchen light. He softens, but only slightly to come up behind you  and press you into the kitchen counter. He rests his chin on your shoulder.

“Whatcha making?” 

“Soup.”

You speed up your chopping, harshly driving the knife now into celery. 

“A little, uh, rough there, aren’t we babe?” He places his big hands on your hips, squeezing them beneath his flannel as he tries to get as close as possible. He doesn’t try to hide the fact that he’s hard and straining against you, instead he tries to press as much of himself against you as possible.

“I pretended the carrots were Amber, now the celery is Sam,” you tell him, quite proud of yourself. 

Richie really can’t help but groan at that. 

“Have I ever told you how fucking hot you are when you’re jealous?”

“Not jealous,” you pout, stabbing the cutting board, “They’re dead and I’m not.”

“Well then, whatever this weird little anger thing you have going on is hot,” he concedes, and his hands travel from your sides to slide down your arms past the fabric of his flannel, until his hands are over yours.

“Me or you this time?” you ask, knowing what the next move will be. 

“I think it should be you,” He whispers, his lips now ghosting the shell of your ear and sending shivers down your spine. You giggle as you pull yourself out of his grasp, throwing the used knife in the sink and grabbing another from the block. 

Richie gives you a head start, just enough time to lay on the floor of the living room and place the knife blade up between your teeth while he hastily pulls at his own clothes in the kitchen. Your thighs involuntarily clench together, excitement racing beneath your skin as the anticipation almost becomes too much. Richie’s figure looms in the door frame now mostly undressed, maybe the most menacing he’s looked since he took off the mask. He stalks over to you slowly, and you let his flannel fall open to expose your chest. That predatory look in his eye is lethal now. You can feel his eyes travel up and down your body, landing on the knife, blade up, waiting for him. 

Richie drops to his knees, and his warm hands come up to part yours. He uses the momentum to drop himself forward, caging you between himself and the floor, and you almost shrink under his gaze. Richie smirks, and you wink at him. All part of the game. 

He leans down and bites the blade, removing it from your teeth, but his lips don’t curl back as far as they should.

“Oh babe…” you manage to whisper, a little genuine concern as he puts the knife to the side and blood starts to flow from the cut. 

“You’ve done worse to me,” he dismisses you, and pulls you into a harsh kiss. The blood hot and metallic against your mouth painting it red. Richies hands can’t move fast enough, practically ripping his flannel from your body, fumbling feverish and violent. 

You relax into the kiss, and once your arms are free they snake around his neck, pulling him down into you as he palms at your chest. 

He pulls away from the kiss, a crazed smile on his face as he comes into your vision. You keep your eyes on his, knowing that one of his hands is going back towards the knife. It was only a matter of time. You brace yourself, steeling your expression on your bloodstained mouth as he gets to work. The first slice earns only a twitch of your eye, and the way Richie's eyebrow quirks shows he's clearly impressed. The second one earns a whimper, because now you're bare beneath him. The knife clatters to the floor as the smile on your face grows, knowing you've won this one.

"Fuckin' perfect," he whispers, finally some softness slipping into his features. His thumbs glide against the new lines, then against the scar tissue of the others. You rub your fingers along the scar on his shoulder, long and pink against his pale skin. He slides one hand back up your abdomen, smearing blood in its wake; the other pulls down his boxers.

"Perfect," he repeats. Richie brings a bloody finger up to his lips, and sucks it into his mouth. Your nails dig into his shoulders as he moans around the digit, making a show of how he sucks it clean of your blood. When he's finally done, he releases the finger from his lips with a pop. Show off.

"So sweet. So fucking sweet," he moans.

"Richie, please," you beg, your hands traveling from his shoulders to cup his face.

"Anything," he pants, quickly adjusting to grab your thighs and push them even further apart, now letting himself rest against your entrance.

"Anything," you agree, and he pushes in.