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[slowlicious]

🎵 1976 Tootsie Roll Song 🍫(SLOWED)🍬

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[brainclouded]

- January Favorites

Not a lot happened to me, for once. Diet Pepsi is here even tho is a single bc I listen to it as much as the others

Favorite songs of each album:

Rubber Soul: Girl

Plastic Ono Band: Well Well Well

La Combo: La Tortuga y El Lagarto

Rock n Roll: Peggy Sue

Smoking on a Minor: Slow Burn

McCartney II: Temporary Secretary

Tootsie Pop: Padre Nuestro - Club Edit

Brat and is completely different but is also Brat: Club Classics ft bb tricks

[crowleywowley]

Babe wake up laurelicious has returned with more modern au headcanons 🥱 thank u to everyone who loves on these posts and adds their own silly things to it!!! Y’all make me very happy and I’m glad we can share this goofy universe!!

Previous sillies:

1 2 3 4 5 6

See yall unda da cut 😼😼😼

-little miss Unnamed Marston Daughter has absolutely been blasting Olivia Rodrigo’s new album around the house

Everyone complains but John finds himself quietly murmuring “seeing u tonight… it’s a bad idea right??” While he’s brushing his teeth

Abigail tries to be supportive and plays it while she drives the kids to school, now she and Jack know all the words to Vampire and listen to it once they’ve already dropped UMD off

-both Marston children always dress as something weird for Halloween

John and Abigail stay up late making the costumes for their weirdo children bc they love them :)

On a similar note when John and Arthur were kids they were little matching power rangers and if you bring it up to Dutch he WILL cry over it bc he loves his babies

-the entire Marston family takes Halloween way too seriously to be completely honest

Abigail and John are the cool family in the neighborhood with the really good candy

Dutch and Hosea have now graduated to the old person level of giving out full sized bars but the window of opportunity before they turn in for the night is SMALL so all the kids in their neighborhood sprint to their house first

Charles and Arthur give out tootsie rolls and milk duds. That’s it.

-the following are songs John cried to as a teenager:

Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade

Miserable at Best by Mayday Parade

Scars by Papa Roach

Disenchanted by MCR

-John and Javier were absolutely bffs in middle/high school, they kissed once at a party then never spoke of it again

Javier is now the cool childless uncle that they all see once a year and brings the kids cool gifts

-when Arthur was a teenager he got caught sneaking back into the house after curfew, he was grounded for a month

John was the asshole little sibling who was super excited that his brother was in trouble

-Arthur wears slippers, Charles wears fuzzy socks. I’m right

-Charles uses nice shampoo/conditioner and Arthur is always hovering around on wash days:)

-Arthur has broken every single toe like. 5 times at least.

-Charles and Arthur love corny ass reality TV

They started watching the bachelor to make fun of it, but now they tune in every single week and have their favorites

Tell me Arthur wouldn’t love the masked singer. He goes nuts every single time (“Charles!!!!!! They opened it up and it was KERMIT!?! That’s too good!”)

-Because Isaac doesn’t live with them full time these two go absolutely bananas when he comes to stay with them, Charles is scrubbing down the house while Arthur clears out the grocery store of all his favorite snacks :)

Before he visits Arthur is texting Eliza like “what drama should I know?? Any new friends? A girlfriend? A boyfriend?!?” Just so he’s up to date

-Arthur loves Raisin Bran/Corn Nuts/other old man cereals

-we’ve touched on this before but Charles’ mom absolutely adores Arthur and when she comes over she’s basically shoving Charles out of the way like “my baby darling Arthur how are you!!!🥰”

-Isaac plays baseball and Charles and Arthur are full on sport dads in the best way possible

They bring snacks for the team, they’re sitting in those little fold up chairs, they’re cheering louder than everyone else in the stands, etc.

Arthur ‘sentimental ass’ Morgan keeps a little box of all the memorabilia from baseball throughout the years :)

This was a particularly silly batch, methinks. As always if anyone wants me to add other characters into this universe lmk😼 alsooooo I have started writing little oneshots/drabbles/etc expanding this if anyone would be interested in reading them!! No promises on when they’d be done but I think it would be a good time hehe

[birdietrait]

OCS as OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS

with miss winifred conway herself <3 ty for tagging me @rottengurlz!!

ANIMAL: deer !!

COLORS: dark green, blush pink

MONTH: january or february

SONGS: i know the end - phoebe bridgers, forwards beckon rebound - adrianne lenker, blues run the game - jackson c. frank

NUMBER: 7 or 12

PLANTS: dried daisies and queen anne's lace

SMELLS: books, honey, earth

GEMSTONE: bayldonite

TIME OF DAY: 7am

SEASON: late winter / early spring

PLACES: deep in a forest, a bed tucked in a corner, a rocky creek

FOOD: bichon au citron

DRINKS: peach lemonade, green tea w lemon + honey

ELEMENT: earth

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: cancer (even though she's an aquarius)

SEASONINGS: saffron

SKY: golden hour, sunset

WEATHER: chilly + light rain

MAGICAL POWER: clairvoyance

WEAPONS: fingernails

SOCIAL MEDIA: .....pinterest

MAKEUP PRODUCT: brown mascara

CANDY: tootsie roll

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: walking + hitchhiking

ART STYLE: pointillism

FEAR: fear of the unknown, fear of drowning, fear of death

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: ceryneian hind

PIECE OF STATIONARY: crumpled paper from a sketchbook

THREE EMOJIS: 🦷🪡🍂💽🪟 (couldn’t pick just 3)

CELESTIAL BODY: the moon

[bosses-stay-flawless]

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A post shared by Alina Shchuleva 🥋 Taekwondo Coach (@alinatkd)

She has awesome control. You go girl!!!

How many kicks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center? I don’t know, I just know, I tend to kick too hard, I would have cracked it’s neck before the song ended.

I don’t like when they’re jealous of my favorite, my favorite things are always my favorite things.

Don’t worry about who trained me, just know that I am.

[trashmouth-richie]

how’s Honey I’m Home going ziggy?

Heart exploding piñata candy allover your body, tootsie rolls flowing through your arteries, cotton candy dancing in your lungs, sugary mars bubblegum filled lollipops peak from your eyes as you fall hopelessly further in love with him. His fingers melt into your cheeks, burning and dissolving your candy coated insides into a liquid fire of a molten river filled with pinked sweet syrup. You want to swim in his chocolate eyes like August Gloop. Never full of him.

Would he taste sweet? Oh how your lips cried a sorrowful song not being able to lick the sweet words that drip from them.

🍭 🍬🍫

just channeling my inner willy wonka

Readmore try me

[senor-plume]

Ballerina

so very light on these piano keys

she does some fancy ballet wrapped up within a flowery skirt all around my smiling body

I bring the rolled up green to my lips and inhale as she continues on with her kick-ass jig

all the while the musical notes parade around the ceiling …dancing among the ancient cobwebs

they take no notice and continue to groove above me

above her

above my slippered tootsies

and my hip acts like an ankle

my belly performs with gusto and the hair strands (so many…too many?) wave to her a very lonely hello, how are you?

my speakers split like legs and gives birth to a new tune

a pink and little song

and it grows… expanding like a sponge in a puddle all the while she looks at me deeply and winks!

she just winked at me !

every single hair on my body becomes erect and happening

I feel good

she looks good

the black keys smack the tight strings that are covered by a beautiful wooden box

and you’d think that it would be muffled

but it’s not

it’s so clear that you’d be surprised that fog and mist even exist

that water becomes muddy

that the air becomes polluted.

all this is evaporation joy like losing weight while staring into a full length mirror

ah, now the violins are nearing climax and the rumbling bassoons are rigid from so many strokes up and down that classical stick

I want to grab her and pull her near me

to hold that tutu and kiss (warmly) the tips of her fingers

exclaiming: I love this day!!

shouting: I love this girl

exalting her nylon legs to the top most of stockinged women

she stands alone in front of me

I reach with nude arms to pull her in

but the song has five more minutes to go

I’m stuck…waiting to see if this is clear and real or an wonderful illusion

either way, with no doubt in my mind it’s been a terrific afternoon

[9-wing-1]

I entered my car and pressed the ignition button to feel the hot air blasting into my face. Tootsie Roll by 69 Boyz is mid song as I watch a statuesque woman perched upon a motorized scooter, slowly inch through the busy grocery store parking lot. It was a sweaty Monday afternoon. It was another summer in America.

[hidingoutbackstage]

Everybody here knows about Tucker They say I'm a bad motha-(Shut your mouth!) I can spit all day, think about chicks Think about Tootsie Roll pops, how many licks? Every time that a girl walks by I can't help it, she just catches my eye First I see her face, then I see her waist Then I see myself back at her place (What!) I'm so alone out in this canyon Not one single girl in this canyon Or anything rhyming with canyon So come and see me if you need a new man-yon Everybody thinks I'm so handsome If you in trouble girl, I can pay the ransom Need a song, chick? This is your anthem

When I see the ladies I say (Bow chicka bow wow!) When the ladies see me they say (Bow chicka bow wow!) 'Cause they know I treat them right (Bow chicka bow wow!) When I think about you I say (Bow chicka wow wow wow!) 'Cause I know you're outta sight!

On Blue Team, we do things a little bit screwy Your girlfriend is my girlfriend, just like in the movies Not one you rent on Friday But one you rent by the highway At the truck stop, or the bus stop With the sexy stuff, with the X's up Now your time is up and my mind's made up Get in here quick so I can wind you up I'll turn out the lights and take it slow Pull out my sword and make it glow! You know I could use a good lady Take care of my alien baby So come on girl, take a man to get lost 'Cause you know I wanna see you with your helmet off

(Bow chicka bow wow!) When I see the ladies I say (Bow chicka bow wow!) When the ladies see me they say (Bow chicka bow wow!) When I think about you I say (Bow chicka wow wow wow!)

Bow wow, chicka bow wow Chicka chicka chicka chicka bow wow wow Chick chick bow wooooow Chick chick chick chick woooooow Bow chicka bow wow Bow chicka wow, bow chicka wooooow Here comes Tucker

Guess who's back in the house again? Tuck called me up, said he needed a friend To play his wing and do my thing Jump on this track, make the ladies sing (Bow!) All for Tuck, that boy's the truth And the king, you know it, in the booth Doctor Ruth ain't touching Tuck 'Cause the ladies know he's Doctor Fuck!

(Bow chicka bow wow!) Ow! When I see the ladies I say (Bow chicka bow wow!) Ooh! When the ladies see me they say (Bow chicka bow wow!) Girl, when I think about you I say (Bow chicka wow wow wow!) 'Cause I know you're outta sight!

[lovetogether]

List of current ocs

Pokemon ocs

Birthday - popplio - he/she agender (ace bi)

Playdate - lycanroc - he/she agender (ace gay)

Honeymoon - ribombee - he/she agender (ace bi)

Celebration - primarina - she/her trans woman (ace lesbian)

Spectacle - lurantis - he/him intersex unlabeled (gay)

Event - Espeon - he/she agender (ace lesbian)

Title Song - shuppet - she/they (ace)

Circus - Farigiraf - she/her trans woman (aro bi)

Timtams Story

Timtams - meerkat - he/him agender (aroace)

Caramel - meerkat - he/him agender (ace bi)

Noodle - panther - she/her girl (hasn’t thought about it)

Macaroon - giraffe - she/her woman (lesbian)

Red Velvet - dumbo rex rat - she/her bigender (ace bi)

Bubble gum machine taur ‼️ - it/its (bi)

Tootsie roll - ringtail - they/them nonbinary (aroace)

Misilanious ocs

Humanity - cyborg - it/its (aroace)

Persimmon - weasel - he/she agender (ace bi)

Donut - white tailed mongoose - she/her trans woman (bi)

Dell - piebald fox squirrel - he/him trans (ace bi)

[godza]

Trick or treat! What've you got to give today?

you get pink tootsie rolls, my fave candy! as a treat for being first since i want to hoard them all to myself

as a bonus, you get a song too! somewhat halloween themed its spooky

[boompowummmm]

Halloween song

(Song was A.I. generated.) With some writting on my behalf. (Lyrics under cut.) Buy here: https://lovncookies.bandcamp.com/track/spooks

Zim: "Oh d-dear. I shall Tootsie -Roll out . They will encamps me in a welliant fermenting mason jar! My mind left in cloy lolipop synocopations. 🍭 Licker light swales of arbitraury acolytidus under their nought moon induced to a sugar coma. I'm in phobatastical phantasmagora of the noshion of candy - zombies and this strange holiday. 😱😱😱

🫣The rum laced in swarlic oroborous noshables, of a rollcoster bars, bawel! They shall encyst a chasm of tetchy roucous liccorice eclair phrompter whips phaggled in a nut house in their zoot suits; a bubblegum sachorined gyration within me in their scaralegion schenedryies!! "

Verse 1

Dear, I shall Tootsie, rolling out the treat, In a mason jar, where the sugar dreams meet, Fermenting like wild thoughts in the light of a glow, Cloy lollipop synocopations, let it flow.

Chorus

Candy zombies, dancing in a macabre parade, On this strange holiday, where innocence fades, Phobatastical phantasmagoria taking the stage, In a world made of sweets, we’re lost in the rage.

Verse 2

Licker light swales shake under a nought moon, Induced to a coma, dreams will end all too soon, With rum laced swarlic, oh the madness I crave, Rollercoaster bars spin, it's a sugar-buzz wave.

Chorus

Candy zombies, dancing in a macabre parade, On this strange holiday, where innocence fades, Phobatastical phantasmagoria taking the stage, In a world made of sweets, we’re lost in the rage.

Bridge

In a nut house of licorice, a tetchy delight, Raucous eclair phrompters, keeping me up all night, Zoot suits and bubblegum, a wild masquerade, Gyrations of saccharine, this madness is displayed.

Chorus

Candy zombies, dancing in a macabre parade, On this strange holiday, where innocence fades, Phobatastical phantasmagoria taking the stage, In a world made of sweets, we’re lost in the rage.

Outro

So here in the jar, I’m swirling and spun, With the echoes of laughter, this journey’s begun, In the depths of the sweetness, where dreams intertwine, We’ll waltz with the candy, till the stars align.

[texasbama]

I have no problem with the chi’ren having fun but yall can’t be making up new dances to songs that have dances already. You can’t redo the Tootsie Roll. Its already a thing😂😂😂

[queeniecook]

ocs as obscure associations

I was tagged by @holocene-sims & @zosa95

I'll tag anyone who wants to do it!! Who else would I choose? But my dear Vera of course -

animal: dolphin

color: blue

month: june

song: "Always Remember Us This Way" - Lady Gaga

number: 7

plant: Lilac Bush

smell: ocean water

gemstone: sapphire

time of day: twilight

season: summer

place: the ocean

drink: hot apple cider

food: tacos

element: water

astrological sign: cancer

seasoning: chili powder

sky: cloudless day

weather: sunny

magical power: the ability to fly

weapons: ice pick

social media: simbook

makeup product: lip balm

candy: tootsie roll

mode of travel: swimming

art style: realistic

fear: losing family

mythological creature: mermaid

piece of stationary: fountain pen

three emojis: 🌊❤️‍🔥

celestial body: moon

[thatseventiesbitch]

Would it be okay to request a possible time-travel scenario where the gang + Red and Kitty end up in the 2020's and their reactions to basically everything?

Thanks for the request! I tried my best, haha. Not sure if this is what you had in mind, but this is what came out. 😂 It features the whole gang circa 2022(?) Have a request? You can send it here!

Fez fell asleep on the basement couch after an afternoon of consuming far too much sugar. He started to toss and turn on the narrow cushions, his sleep fitful and his brow beginning to sweat.

This dream wasn't beginning like his normal dreams - he wasn't naked on top of a cotton candy cloud, being fed tootsie rolls by a gaggle of naked models. Instead he was - dream!Fez rubbed his eyes, bringing everything into sharper focus - he was inside the Point Place central mall? He blinked a few times, taking it in.

Yep, it was the mall. He shook his head. Everything looked so familiar, but so different to him at the same time.

Fez whipped around, looking all the way around him, and he was surprised to find that the whole gang was there. Looking very peculiar indeed.

"Fez!" Jackie called. She waved at him, holding a small black rectangle in her hand. She was dressed in tight jeans and a leopard print top. "Stand in front of that fountain." She gestured a few feet to his left. "I'll put it on my story."

"What story?"

"My Snapchat story." Jackie rolled her eyes, annoyed that he wasn't listening to her. "Now move!" She waved her hand again, and Fez obeyed through his confusion. She frowned, though, when he just stood in front of the fountain limply. "You need to pose."

"You need to pose, Fez," Kelso agreed. He'd come up behind Jackie. He, too, was dressed strangely. "I suggest looking off into the distance. It's very mysterious." Jackie nodded her approval. "Maybe with a chin grasp," Kelso demonstrated. Now Jackie clapped.

"Michael's very good at this," Jackie informed Fez. "How many Instagram followers do you have now, Michael?"

"Almost 20,000," Kelso crowed, shining an imaginary badge on his chest. "Yeah. That's half as many as Beyoncé."

"No it's not," Donna mouthed, shaking her head. She'd approached too, with Eric.

"Who even comes to malls anymore?" Eric was complaining. "I forgot this was here."

"They're a dying breed," Hyde agreed, trailing a few feet behind. He clasped his belt buckle. "A relic." He grinned at Red. "Kinda like you."

"Watch it," the older man glared. He held his wife's hand in one hand, and a Dick's Sporting Goods bag in the other. "I'm only here for some new tennis shoes." He scowled. "The regular kind, not... lizard feet."

Kitty interrupted, giggling. "The salesman tried to get him to try on some of those newfangled running shoes. The ones with the toes."

"Just not right," Red mumbled, while Kitty continued to giggle. His phone chimed, and he lifted it from his coat pocket and then scowled. "And, damn it, the Packers just allowed another touchdown. Kitty - we've gotta go. C'mon."

"C'mon kids. Everyone in the Tahoe, let's go."

"Fine by me, man. The music here blows," Hyde turned to follow Red and Kitty to the parking garage. Eric and Donna nodded and did the same. A Lil Baby song had started playing, offending their ears.

"Wait!" Jackie protested. "My story!" She stuck her lip out in a little pout, and shook her phone at them all. "I want to document this day."

"Jackie, it's just been a normal day," Hyde said, but he turned around and so did Eric and Donna.

"So what?" she insisted. "It's been a normal day with my favorite people. And I want pictures!"

"Of course you do," Hyde sighed, annoyed. But he was all but won over.

"They always want to document it," Eric agreed. Donna poked his side.

"Starting with Fez," Jackie beamed at him. She held up her phone, and Kelso coached him on 'elongating his cheekbones'. She snapped his picture, and then grinned even wider when she analyzed her shot. "Aw. Fezzie! You're so cute!"

"I'm cuter," Kelso insisted, pushing forward and pushing Fez aside. "Take my picture next, Jackie. But - " he carefully instructed her which angles were his best, and they negotiated the best light.

"Gorgeous, Michael," Jackie promised him after she'd snapped it. "Especially with that new filter."

"Oh, that new filter's the best thing that ever happened to me," he chuckled.

"Don't let Brooke hear you say that," Donna scowled.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, m'lady," Eric sidled up behind her and kissed her cheek, quickly diffusing her anger. She smiled and leaned back into him, and Jackie snapped a few candid shots of them.

"Better than the new Star Wars movie?" she teased him.

"Hmm," he pretended to think about it. "It's about 50/50," he teased her back, and she elbowed him.

Finally, Jackie turned the camera around to selfie mode. "C'mere, Puddin'," she gestured for Hyde. He loped over to her, reluctant.

"Jackie," he sighed. "You know how much I hate pictures."

"But you love me, right?" She scrunched up her nose, and he couldn't help but grin. He didn't say anything, but he took off his sunglasses. Jackie grinned triumphantly, and pointed at him. "You didn't say no, Steven. That's as good as - "

He kissed her, and by the time they were done making out he let her take whatever photos she wanted.

Plus, they needed to wrap it up. Red was laying on the horn from the parking garage.

"Come on already! Dumbasses."

"It's okay, Mr. Red," Fez assured him from the passenger's seat. "I have a big bag of tootsie rolls we can eat while we wait, would you like some?"

"No, I sure as hell don't - "

"Ai!"

Fez's eyes blinked open suddenly as he gasped. Mr. Red and Mrs. Kitty stood above him. Who knows how long they'd been there - but just like in his dream, they did not look happy.

"I sure as hell don't want the foreign kid sleeping here again," Red was yelling.

"Hi honey," Mrs. Forman blinked down at him, more kindly. "Did you have a nice nap?" She laughed. "Well, now it's time to go."

"I-I had a dream," Fez explained, gasping for air. "And you were there," he pointed at Mrs. Forman, "And you," he pointed at Red, "And you," he pointed at Jackie and Hyde. They were walking out of Hyde's room, holding hands.

"I know what kind of dreams you have, Fez," Hyde frowned. "I don't want to be in 'em."

"I don't know what kind of dreams you have," Red grabbed Fez's arms and hauled him to his feet. "And I don't want to be in 'em either. Now get out." He shoved him out the door.

Fez was still contemplating his dreamland as he tumbled up the basement's icy steps, sucking in the frigid outdoor temperatures that reminded him he was no longer inside the Point Place mall - or whatever timeline his imagination had created.

"How do I get back there?" he frowned, smacking the side of his head futilely. To the land with the magic rectangles, and the lizard feet, and his happy friends, and never-ending tootsie-rolls?

It was an imaginary place, but it was a place Fez couldn't wait to get back to someday. Maybe tonight, in his dreams...