#unless it's Honey Nut Cheerios

[shslpunkartist99]

Me: does honey go bad..

Internet: honey is bad when it's darkened, loses its aroma and flavor, or crystalizes

Me: looks kinda crystalized I guess. -tosses it-

Internet: crystalized honey is completely normal and doesn't change the flavor

Me: ..... bUT WHY DID YOU LIST IT IN BAD

[elletheactualmenace]

You Would do That for Me?

Pairing: MCU!Peter Parker x Stark!fem!reader

Summary: You hit two birds with one stone. Helping both you and Peter out in the process. Seems like a good plan, right?

Warnings: Verbal assault, Little but some physical assault, Catcalling, Bullying, annoying people just in general, swearing

Word Count: 5.04k

a/n: I tried to make this as enjoyable as I could, but some of this sucks, I tried really hard to get it to what I liked, but only some parts got there. Im hoping I’ll like the next part better. Sorry for the wait, but thanks for waiting! Also my Spanish is rusty lmk if it’s wrong.

Thoughts = “Italicized dialogue”

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

High school. Not the most appealing place for anyone, especially not if you are the one having to attend. You don't think there has ever been one person, that doesn't come from some high school musical bullshit world, that enjoys going to high school.

You are top of your class, and you'd think that would make it easier but that's far from the truth, specifically when you go to a school where everyone is supposed to be top of the class, or they were from the schools they had formerly attended. Smart people don't like being topped. So it isn't really personal when you get cussed out or get verbally bullied. At least you don't take it personally, not enough for people other than the ones who do it to know about it.

Today is the start of another exhausting day of school. Before you open the door to your room you once over your outfit, and mentally prepare yourself for everything that is to come. You let out a puff of air and begrudgingly walk down the hall and into the big elevator at the end of the hall.

"At least I don't have to walk down stairs," you mentally thank your father for being lazy, as you push the 'floor level' button.

"Good morning Y/n." Friday says as you walk into the kitchen. 

You mumble out a 'morning' and walk over to the pantry. You pull out a box of Honey Nut Cheerios. Then you get a bowl and a spoon, placing them on the counter next to the box of cereal.

"Hey kiddo," You hear your dads voice from behind you. You smile, turning to see him leaning against the fridge with a carton of milk in one of his hands. You chuckle, and walk up to him giving him a hug. He kisses your head while hugging you 

with just as much love.

"Hi dad." You say as he hands you the milk. Your dad gives you a look as he watches you tiredly get your breakfast.

"What?" You struggle to speak with a spoon full of food in your mouth.

When he doesn't say anything you ask again. "Dad, what is it?"

"Nothing, you just eat exactly like me." He chuckles out. And you scrunch your brows.

"Well how the hell else would I eat?" You ask. He gives you a pointed look, "I'm not going to quote any ancient museum piece but watch your mouth young lady." You put your hands up in apology.

“But It’s not even that bad of a word. S’not like you don’t say it.” You grumble slightly before stuffing another spoonful of Cheerios into your mouth.

“Although, that does sound like some old man I know, maybe I will let him know that you are finally starting to listen.” You give him a toothy grin and he shakes his head frantically.

“Don’t, please. I don’t want him to know he's rubbing off on me.” Your dad rambles out grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. You chuckle.

You both talk a while longer as you eat your cereal. 

“How’s school? Any drama I need to know about?” You roll your eyes at him.

“No, sadly, unless you consider Peter losing one of Ned's lego pieces and not talking to him for a whole four hours,” Your dad chuckles.

“I would say that's a decent amount of drama for those two,” You dad comments, and you continue your pass time chatter.

"Oh, also, sweetie, Happy is driving you to school today," You dad says as you finish up your cereal.

"But,” you start, “dad, you said you would." Your disappointed look doesn't go unnoticed even though you try to not let it show.

"I know sweetie, but I can't today, I will try to find some time this week or next to drive you, okay honey? I'm sorry." He gives you a look of pity. And he really does want to drive you, he just can’t.

You can’t figure out why it bothers you so much. It’s just a ride to school. Maybe it’s because you barely ever see him. Maybe it’s because lately he has been more occupied with work than with his own daughter.

It bothers you that it bothers you. You shouldn’t be mad at him for working, for being a hero. You should get mad because you know it's not like he wants to blow you off.

"Yeah, um, ok," you put on a tight smile as you walk over to a counter stool that you backpack is sitting on, and sling it over one of your shoulders.

"Friday," Your dad calls out, and she immediately responds,

"Yes sir?"

"Call down Happy, and let him know, Y/n is ready to head out." Your dad finishes as he walks toward the hall leading to his office. He waves you a goodbye and you give a small smile in response.

Not even a couple minutes later Happy walks in, car keys in hand. "Come on kid, let get you to school," You nod and follow him outside.

The walk to the car is quiet. And Happy is not complaining with your ‘too tired to talk attitude’. He's not one for much unnecessary conversation. That's not to say he doesn't care for what you have to say, he just likes moments of quiet. Especially during the shitty morning.

"Hey, Happy?" You ask once he starts the car. He looks up at you through the rear view mirror letting you know he's listening.

"What did my dad have to get to?" You hear Happy sigh but don't say anything.

"Listen, your dad, he's a busy man, so it could really be anything." Happy informs you with a small sad smile, trying to make you feel better. You just nod looking down at your hands, so you don't have to look at another person trying to give you pity.

——

You slam your locker shut and turn to see Ned and Peter at their lockers that are a few away from yours. You nudge MJ and she closes her locker slightly to look at you.

"Yeah?" She asks and you nod towards the rest of your friend group. Mj doesn’t like that you called yourself that but she doesn’t have a better solution so she lets it slide.

"I'm going to go talk to them, meet up later?" You ask and she nods before bidding you goodbye.

"No, no, no, Peter, listen to me, I know it isn't a scam, because my cousins, best friends, little brother also ordered from the website and it came." Ned argues with who you are assuming is Peter.

"I don't think that's a credible source, dude. Have you even met your cousins, aunts, friends, brother?" Peter asks skeptically.

"It was my cousins, best friends, little brother." Ned grumbled out with an eye roll.

“The fact that you have to correct him just proves the point more.” You state bluntly entering the very stupid, conversation.

“See exactly!” Peter exclamins in your dereliction. Ned mumbles something out but you don’t quite catch it, Peter does though and his face goes pink and he hits Ned's arm.

“My, point proven,” Ned says quietly. And you brush it off assuming it's an inside joke. The bell rings and catches your attention. 

“Okay come on you five year olds, let's stop arguing about credible sources, and whose brother said what.” You put your hands on both of their backs and push them toward your shared first period classroom.

When you walk in and find your seat. MJ is already sitting, in the seat right next to yours. And behind you Peter and Ned sit down. When the final bell rings everyone is sat down and ready for a long boring lecture.

The teacher passes out assignments and you all finish the assignment pretty quick, so, per usual, you sit around talking, or more, arguing.

“We need to agree on something and stop arguing.” MJ says calmly. You are all arguing about the movie you’re all going to watch at your house on Friday night. When someone proposes a movie, someone else always doesn't like it.

“I'm sorry MJ, but I will not watch Titanic, I can’t.” You deadpan, arms crossed over one another.

“Oh, come on Y/n! It's not that bad!” Ned tries but you shake your head with a look of utter disgust.

“It is that bad, I physically can’t watch it. I know it’s iconic or whatever, but I won’t let that movie play at my house. It’s not going to happen.” You slam your fist on Peter and Neds shared desk.

“What about Shutter Island?” Peter suggests. Looking at you for approval and you shrug. “I'm good with that.” You say.

“What's with all the DiCaprio movies?” MJ asks. And Ned groans, running his hands down his face. “So that's a no?” Ned says more of a statement than a question.

“I never said no,” She tries but you put your hand out to stop her. “You didn’t have to, it's a no.” You say tiredly.

“We have zero chance at agreeing on a movie by Friday.” Peter says resting his face in his arms that are arms crossed across the table.

“You know what else it is at zero?” Flash asks as walking past us to get to his seat after turning in the assignment. 

Before you can tell him to piss off he continues. “Penis Parker’s girl game. You have Zero chance of ever getting any girl, even if they are the ugliest thing anyone has ever laid eyes on.” Flash’s friends snicker at his words and he laughs loud at his own joke.  As he walks past other kids in the class he gets fist bumps.

You look at him unamused. And when you see the sad embarrassed look on Peter's face you want to respond to Flash by cussing him out, but MJ gets to him before you do. 

“We get it Flash, you’re taking your insecurities out on Peter, because we all know your ‘girl game’ is peaking in high school.” MJ retorts glaring at Flash. She says girl game like it’s the stupidest terminology to use, because it is.

“His girl game is just going to keep getting better after we graduate from this high school shit hole” You add huffing out in annoyance.

Flash looks around trying to get people to stand up for him. But no one does. They all just look away or at whatever they were before.

“Whatever,” You see Flash shrink in his chair as he quietly speaks. You glance over at Peter, he gives you a small smile. 

“Thanks,” he whispers. You nod smiling at him.

The rest of class he’s quiet, and you can’t help thinking that this sort of thing happens a lot. You wish you could help him more, or that you could prevent it from happening. You sigh and stand when the bell rings, the subject still on your mind.

——

“I don’t know, MJ,” You start while unlocking your locker. “I like the idea of a horror movie, but I don’t know if the boys could take it.” She shrugs,

"Well we should just make them deal with it.” You hum in consideration, “I mean come on, think about how many times Ned has made us watch Star Wars?”

You nod in agreement. She does have a point. You can’t count on one hand how many times you’ve had to sit through one of the Star Wars movies.

“Alright, fine.” You huff out, “But you’re telling them.” You poke her shoulder with your finger when you say it.

“Deal,” She takes your hand into hers and shakes it. You chuckle, shaking back.

You and MJ start heading out the front doors of the building. You spot Ned and Peter, and wave to them. Ned waves and Peter smiles.

You and MJ part ways as she heads to the subway station, and you head over to a bodega to get some food while you wait for Happy.

You cross the street walking along the white strips of color on the paved road. You pull out your phone when you get to the other side of the cross walk, to see if Happy texted you yet. 

Happy:)

I’ll be there in ten.

Happy:)

Where do you want me to pick you up?

Y/n Stark

The bodega, want anything?

Happy:)

I'm good.

Y/n Stark

Cheetos it is! See you in a bit 🫡

You turn off your phone and put it in your pocket, stepping into the bodega. The man behind the counter's head shoots up when he hears the bell on the door ring.

“Hola, pequeño Sparky,” The man says. 

“Hola, Sr. López,” You grin and wave. When you first met, Sr. López, he told you that you look like Tony Stark's daughter. But he said spark not Stark, it stuck. You never correct him, and you never tell him you are actually Tony Stark's daughter, because you enjoy the name just as much as he does. 

“Can I get a bacon egg and cheese?” You ask and he smiles big.

“Ah of course, and cheetos for Sr. gruñón?” You nod and smile. “You know it, Sr. López”

You walk over to the shelf of chips and grab the bag of cheetos. When your order is done you pay and head outside, waving Sr. Lòpez goodbye.

“Que tenga una buena tarde, Sr. López.” You say stepping out of the bodega.

When you walk out you almost trip. You look down and notice your untied shoelace. You probably unintentionally stepped on it again. When you bend over to tie it you hear something. 

More like someone. Or multiple people. You hear someone whistle, and you stand and turn around abruptly.

And that’s when you see them. The three little pieces of shit that always bother you. They are always somehow there just when you don’t want them to be. Not that you ever did want them there. They are the weirdo dickheads who never leave you alone. Somehow they always pop up out of nowhere.

The blond short kid named Derek, whistles again. Logan the tallest one begins walking over to you. The other two follow. 

You quickly begin walking past them. And you get half a block before Otis the jet black haired guy grabs you by the arm and pulls you into a small alley. Derek and Logan gather around you whistling laughing. You struggle in Otis’s grip, you’re sure it will leave a big bruise.

“What the hell do you want?” You spit out and Logan tuts shaking his head. 

“Well look at you,” He breathes out as you get out of Otis’s tight hold. “How is a pretty thing like you still so available?” 

Derek chuckles and pushes your body against the brick alley wall with his hands. 

“I have no clue, but if you want to, baby, I'm open to anything” Derek growls out, and your face turns into disgust.

“Don’t make that face, it makes you look ugly.” Otis says with a scowl.

“I have to go.” You say quietly looking down to stop your shaky breathing.

“What was that hon’?” Logan asks, leaning his face close to yours. “Couldn’t quite hear you.” You know full well he can hear you, he's just being a dick.

You snap your head up with an angry expression, glaring daggers at the boys. “I have to go.” You state firmly. You watch as their faces turn into smiles, and they begin to laugh at you.

Then you hear a ding from your pocket. Surprisingly they let you grab your phone. You wonder why until Derek snatches the phone from your hands. You try to reach for it but Otis pushes you back against the wall.

“Give it to me,” You shout. They ignore you and look at the text. “Seems like she does have to go, boys,” Logan says, tossing your phone back with an annoyed look.

“It's a shame, I would have liked to tease you more.” Otis’s comment makes you mad. You look down at your lock screen to see a text from Happy.

Happy:) 

I'm here, where are you?

The boys move to make way for you. And as you walk past them you trip over Dereks, purposefully, outstretched foot. You stumble and don’t bother to look back, so you don’t have to see them cackling at you.

You quickly scurry out of the alley and towards Sr. López’s bodega. You see Happy in a black car across the street, he sees you and waves. Nodding back you cross the street.

You open the car door and slip in. You pull the Cheetos out from your bag and reach over the divider to hand them to him. He thanks you and pulls out from the parking spot.

“Where were you?” He asks, chewing on a cheeto. You shrug, rubbing your bruised arm. “Uhh, I was just walking around waiting for you.” Its a good enough lie to get him to drop the subject. The car ride from that point on is silent, uncharacteristic for you, but Happy doesn't comment as he continues driving and you eat your bacon egg and cheese.

——

You hate it.

Feeling helpless.

How could you not when you were raised by the Iron Man, and grew up around superheros, and just strong people. So, it makes your blood boil when you think about the way you let them treat you. You know how to speak up for others, but for some stupid reason your own brain is too scared to be able to defend you.

What makes you doubly angry when you walk into your house, is thinking about the way Flash and the other kids at your school treat Peter. “What makes them think they are so much better? They don’t even compare to Peter,” you think. Peter is smart and sweet and has the kindest soul of anyone you have ever come across, so it pisses you off how shitty people can be. If only you could fix both problems.

“What’s got you so grumpy?” Pepper asks as you walk past her to your room. Her voice breaks your train of thought. 

“Everything,” You grumble out. Pepper hums in understanding. Pepper, although she's not biologically you family, you consider her your mother. She's always there for you and she watched and helped you grow into the person you are.

“Anything I can help you with?”

“Not really. Unless you can magically make people stop being jerks.” She chuckles as your shoulders slouch.

“Well, when I'm dealing with Jerks, I tell them to stop or I’ll fire them. I usually try to hit two birds with one stone to get them out of my life faster. So fire the problem not just one person.” Pepper says, trying to help. You nod. And you catch the end of a conversation when your dad and Clint walk in.

“So, no, there will be no boyfriends or girlfriends for Y/n for a long time.” Clint chuckles at your dad.

Your brows scrunch before your head shoots up and your face breaks into a grin. Pepper who was watching you smiles, confused.

“You are a genius, dad!” You shout as you rush over to him to kiss him on the check. 

“I know,” Your dad looks surprised when he says it, but smiles anyway. 

“Thanks uncle Clint,” You hug Clint quickly and he tries to hug back but you pull away before he can.

Then you run back to your mom, wrapping her in a hug, before she can say anything, or pat you back, you run off.

“Thanks mom, got to go!” You yell back to her as you rush into your bedroom.

“What was that about?” Clint asks Pepper, and she shrugs.

“I say let’s be happy, she's happy.” Tony says as he continues to walk to his lab.

When you shut the door you throw your backpack on your bed. You begin pacing back and forth in thought.

“Peter needs a girlfriend. And I need someone who can keep those assholes away from me.” You drop the pacing for tapping your foot and rubbing your chin. Your face scrunches trying to think of a solution.

“It can’t possibly be this hard to come up with something… who’s a girl who’s single, and likes Peter, or can at least tolerate pretending to like him? Who’s someone who I can have, help me?”

Your tapping gets faster as your brain works harder. “How the hell can’t I think of anything? I’m the daughter of fucking Tony Stark for goodness sake. There has to be someone-“ You cut your thoughts off and your eyes go wide at your realization.

“No.” You think shaking You head. “That wouldn’t be acceptable. We’re friends not- not…that.”

“Oh shit.” You say aloud this time. “It’s the only solution that isn’t 100% insane.” You breath out a shaky sigh. “I have to ask Peter Parker to be my boyfriend.”

——

“This is 100% insane.” You think, gripping the pole in the rocking subway cart. “I know it’s insane, he’s gonna think it’s insane.”

You got Happy to let you head over to Peters to work on ‘a project’. You do have your homework with you, but you can’t focus on anything other than the crazy conclusion you have come to. So, no homework could get done without talking to Peter.

The subway cart is pretty full, because it just hit rush hour and there’s a woman who’s standing a little close to you. You step a couple inches towards the bar.

You keep going over what you are going to say to Peter in your head. You can’t come up with a coherent sentence that doesn’t sound like you are just flat out asking him out. Well you are doing that, “but- no- not in that way” You keep telling yourself. You just have to explain the situation to him, and he’ll understand. Right?

You also have to consider the fact that no one out of school can know about it. If your dad knew you were dating someone, you think he might just kill them. You heard what he said to Clint. But what he doesn't know can’t hurt him, at least while he doesn't know. You know what the consequences are if he finds out, but you are willing to do it, for you and for Peter. 

The train car pulls to a stop, and the doors open. You hear the automated voice ring through the train station as you set out of the train car. Piles of people rush in and out of the train. You dodge the hoards by swerving and slipping past them, out of habit. Living in New York, it's impulses to walk around slow people.

You climb the steps of the train station and out into the chilly air of Queens. You wrap your arms around your body, regretting the decision to ditch the jacket.

It takes a couple minutes to get to Peter and May's apartment, but once you travel up the elevator and your hand is inches from the door, all your previous courage drains from your body. You blink harshly to shake away the fear. Your heart is pounding and you can’t breathe properly. 

“Just do it already, what are you scared of? its Peter,” You know there is lots to be scared of but you won’t let your mind drift that way. 

You lift your hand to knock on the door, but it’s pulled open before you can make contact with the metal handle. You step back startled.

“Oh god, so sorry.” The woman in front of you says with a sigh. Your heart rate begins to slow when you hear her voice.

“No worries, Miss Parker.” You chuckle. She laughs out at your words.

“Oh please, I'm not that old Y/n, just call me May, like everyone else.” She smiles politely at you.

“I'm not everyone else.” You smile back. She shakes her head with a grin. “No you are not,”

“Well, I have to go pick something up from the store, help yourself,” she gestures inside, “Peters in his room, most likely building a lego set.” She pauses, “Or looking up ones he wants.”

You laugh and nod, waving goodbye and walking in. You take your shoes off and shut the door. You’re kind of glad May forgot to ask what you are doing here, that makes this easier at least.

You huff out looking out at the tiddy cozy apartment. You have always loved it here. It is so homey and welcoming, and it always makes you feel a little more at ease. And now is no exception.

You slip off your shoes and as you walk by the coach you put your bag down to rest.

“Peter?” You ask as you walk closer to Peter's ajar door. You see the back of his head turned down, looking at some papers on his desk. You can see the white wire of his head phones sticking out from under his chocolate brown hair.

You push the door slightly and slip through. You walk closer to him, trying to keep your heart from picking up its fast pace again. You call out to him again, and this time place a hand on his shoulder.

Peter jumps up out of his chair, trying to look intimidating in a fighting pose. But the intimidation doesn't last long because he slips on a sweatshirt on the ground and falls.

You erupt into a fit of laughter. Peters just looks startled, but when his brain finally acknowledges the situation, his eyes go wide in relief. When he gets up and you are still laughing, struggling to breathe, his cheeks go pink in embarrassment.

“It's not that funny,” he mumbles out. This only gets you laughing again. He tries to hide his smile by stuffing his face in his hands.

“Ok, ok, sorry.” You chuckle trying to slow your breathing and calm down.

“You just jumped so high and then slipped on nothing.” You say rubbing your face with a grin.

“It wasn’t nothing.” He says kicking the sweatshirt on the ground further away from him and then walks to the door.

“Mhh,” you hum in amusement following behind him.

“What are you doing here anyway?” He asks as he leads you to sit in the living room with him.

“Well,” You sigh, still a little breathless from laughing. You pause, try to create a coherent sentence that won’t make Peter run and hide. You sit in the meantime and Peter sits down next to you.

“I need to talk to you.” Your face gets more serious and it worries him. “Why? Did something happen?” He asks as his brows furrow in concern.

“No, no, no, nothing happened. Or, no. More like I want to stop something from happening again.” You realize the sentence makes the situation sound different then what it is.

“Did I do something?” Peter asks his brows furrowing further.

“No. No never. It’s just,” you trail off, and before you can pull yourself together to spit it out he cuts you off.

“Did someone else do something? Can I help?” Peter's head tilts and his lips form a frown listening attentively.

“No,” you stutter out. “Just listen to me for a second Pete.” He nods with a quick apology. Then his full attention is on you. His eyes unwavering staring into yours. Suddenly you can’t breathe, but you try to speak either way.

“You know how you get-“ you pause to rephrase. “How Flash is a dick towards you?” Peter nods slowly waiting for you to continue. You hadn’t told him about the guys bothering you, and want to keep it that way.

“And how, today he made fun of you for not having a girlfriend?” Peter nods, getting wary.

“Well, I mean-“ you stutter over your words “if you want, and feel, you know, comfortable or whatever,” you swallow the lump in your throat. He nods again, smiling softly to try and ease the tension in your shoulders and urging you on. You squeeze your eyes shut and blurt it out.

“I could pretend to be your girlfriend at school and stuff,”

When you peak an eye open, you see Peter's shoulders slumped and his eyes wide. In utter disbelief.

“Then no one would ever give you a hard time,” You quickly explain so your point doesn’t come across wrong.

You wait for Peter to say something. You wait for him to tell you no, or to say yes. You wait for him to say anything at all. But he’s radio silent.

Worry begins to creep up your spine. The pit in your stomach grows inch by inch every second he’s quiet. What if this is the wrong conclusion? What if you stepped too far? What have you done?

Fuck. You shouldn't have come. You shouldn’t have been stupid enough to think this was a good idea.

But out of nowhere, as if he just realizes that he’s the person you’re talking to, he speaks up.

“You would- do that for me?” He asks as his eyes grow soft and his eyebrows raise hopefully.

“Well, I mean, sure.” You nervously chuckle out. Rubbing the back of your neck with your palm.

“And anyways, you’d keep the creepy guys away from me.” You note as Peter seems to step back taking everything you’ve said in. What if he starts laughing? What if he is messing with you? He wouldn’t do that, right?

“I- I-“ you hold your breath as he begins talking, the pit in your stomach makes you feel like you might throw up. If he doesn’t hurry up you’re sure you’ll apologize profusely and run out of the apartment before he can say anything.

“I would love-“ Peter smiles “to be your boyfriend Y/n.” 

Oh.

You let out a shaky breath. It worked. You don’t believe it. He said yes.

“Really?” You ask, a small quizzical smile on your face.

“Yeah.” He says grinning wide. 

Well shit. It worked.

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[stinkypeanutbutter]

sbg sleepover hcs because I’m silly

Aiden brings a butt ton of junk food. Tyler balances it out with the healthy crap so they don’t get diabetes.

With a LOT of bargaining, and I mean a lot, they come up with hairstyles for Ashlyn. It’s only rarely she gives in, but it makes the sleepover worth while.

sleeps at Aidens house the most just cause it’s huge, and huge means lots of hiding spaces, and it also means getting lost easily (Taylor)

they have like scheduled calendars for each movie night on who gets to choose. It goes in some kind of order depending on who went first last time.

Aiden and Taylor choose the horror or drama movies, Tyler goes for comedy, believe it or not. Logan goes for any genre of sci - fi or fantasy (he also loves doctor who) , ben likes to put on musicals ( bless him) , and ash doesn’t have a preferred taste, but she really likes disaster movies ( and comedies with Tyler sometimes. Taylor also loves kids movies like trolls, MLP, uhhh idk any 😭)

aiden also puts on the weirdest things he could find. Put on human centipede once, got banned from picking movies for the next 4 nights

dinner ? They just order pizza or burgers. If they’re feeling adventurous, they make something together ( 60/40 chance of succeeding )

Probably do contests and play random board games. Aiden has a ton of them because he would play in his sad little room against himself when he was feeling energetic. ( help )

Tyler forgets his crap sometimes, so he just borrows from the others like a loser

They tell spooky stories at like 11pm just so when the clock hits twelve they drop down and become paranoid about everything

despite not speaking, Ben tells the best scary stories and it’s hilarious cause he’ll go out of his way and plant some fake audios around the house ( or ARE they ? 😦 )

ashlyn would keep her braids in no matter what, even if they keep getting stepped or rolled on or pulled or -

sleeping ? They plan on staying up after 12 ofc, but when they do fall asleep it’s kinda a mess . Ben sleep like he’s about to be dropped into his grave, at least so he’s able to react quick enough to whatever might be bad in the area . Logan sleeps like a caterpillar in its chrysalis stage , unless with the group , then he kinda just lays on his side if he’s comfy . Tyler likes sleeping on his stomach cause he’s afraid something might punch a hole through it again, so just in case . . Taylor hugs things in her sleep. Don’t matter who, just be her stuffed animal for a while and she’ll let you go and roll on her side. Aiden has a similar issue. But he only does this cause he never really had anything to actually cuddle up on besides his pillow so. . he’ll hug on to whoever is closest ( Ash or Ben ) . They don’t mind it , I mean Ash gets trapped but she’ll deal with it later. If no one is around or close enough, he’ll just curl up into a little ball like he did when he was younger ( habit ).

Pancakes in the morning let’s gooo !!!!!!! Most of them collectively use a bunch of whipped cream . I mean , who doesn’t ? Lame - o’s. Aiden likes to see how many pancakes he can stack on top on eachother before it falls

No pancakes ? Cereal it is . Ash likes Frosted Flakes cause of the texture, and how they don’t crunch as loud when you chew em. Plus, they’re tasty. Taylor got them captain crunch and lucky charms. Tyler likes Honey Nut Cheerios cause he’s basic , but can’t resist honeycombs . . Cause he’s still basic . ( They slap tho idc what y’all say 🫠 ) Logan prefers fruity pebbles ( me fr ) or cinnamon taste crunch . Ben doesn’t eat too much cereal, but he likes rice Krispys cause their soft on his throat. Aiden likes whatever, he’s probably gonna add random crap in it anyway lol

that last part wasn’t really a sleepover headcanon but uhms ignore that 😅😅😅😿

[beemovieerotica]

is honey nut cheerios a fibers?

it has 3g per serving which is low as far as potential breakfast foods go, but it's still better than the vast majority of cereals out there. raisin bran dominates at 7g fiber per serving at a low cost but it's not that good tasting unless you're throwing in fruits as well. and fresh fruit every day gets expensive.

the best alternative is you can buy cheap bulk granola that's flavored with fruits, spices, and even chocolate chunks and throw that on top of any cereal you like. it's insanely cost effective for your health and better than going for those whole foods cereal brands like Kashi which, yeah the fiber content and taste is excellent, but it's so damn expensive.

[prettyboykatsuki]

ARI. THEY ARE SO FUCKING GOOD 😭��😭😭!!! Also another “oat” related snack - dude the cheerios oats & honey mix with the chunks of fucking… whatever they are ?? Got stoned and at an entire family sized box to myself tbh and I would do it again I heavily recommend idk it is just so yummy 🤲😭🤍

i do not like super sweet breakfasts unless i have smth savory with it so im devestated ive only just discovered savory oats … 10/10…

IVE NEVER HAD THAT BEFORE BUT UT AOUNDS SO GOOD??? i love honey nut cheerios…. WILL BE LOOKING

[messier-47]

It's Tag Game Tuesday

I got tagged by @pachu09 and @fiyasgideon

Name: Messy! but Kyle is my irl nickname

Pronouns: They/She - hate being referred to as "she" online cause why? what's the point? I'm a genderless blob on the internet so why am I "she"? but I do have a pair of tits which I don't mind irl, just online I'm a "they"

where you call home: California, USA!

Favorite animal: I...don't have a favorite animal? I like animals but I don't have a favorite. Unless you count plants cause then I have a whole bunch of plants I could prattel on about forever.

Favorite Ceral: Honey Nut Cheerios!

Are you a visual, audio, or kinesthetic learner: ...all 3? idk, might be the ND part where I need to read facts, but also cement the idea by needing to listen to sentence phonics and then really implement what I learned through either writing notes or knitting/crocheting in class.

First pet: A calico cat named "Kitty" only because i was really young going "Here kitty, kitty, kitty!" to call my fur baby and then she only responded to Kitty.

Favorite Scent: Chai! I don't know if it's the cardamon, star anise, or something else but the scent of warm spice I could bathe in.

Do you believe in astrology: Nah, but its fun to read! especially if they're funny horoscopes like @normal-horoscopes

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/apple music: none, pretty dang techno-phobic. i still rip off music from youtube-to-mp3 sites for my MP3

sharpies or highlighters: sharpies. highlighters make me look away from information.

A song that makes you cry: "Snap" by Rosa Lynn. the lyrics "Where are you? You're still in my heart" gets me everytime

A song that makes you happy: "Little Talks" by Monsters and Men, yes i know it's technically a sad song never have I not sang along.

Do you write/draw/create: I write! currently trying to find time to actually start F2:EB cause pretty dang finished with plotting.

I'm callin' out @haigidal @creamy-jam @madbuns @doeinstinct @kiokesu @fennign @blackonthepiano @owari26 @vikishus

Have fun!

[mimikmew]

So, I'm going through my old pokemon games just to see what I have, and I get to Platinum. I'm just lookin in the PC boxes, and I get to a male combee that looks... off. I stare at it a moment, trying to decide if it's just an off color that some of the older games have compared to a new one, because it couldn't possibly be shiny. I would have remembered a shiny combee. I would have remembered ANY shiny, because as far as I could recall, my first main game shiny was in SWORD.

I look at its name. Cheerios. I get it; because Honey Nut. A name that fits what I would name something. If it were a shiny I would have named it something that drew more attention, right?

The old games dont have the shiny indicator unless you go into the summary, so I do, and lo and behold, it is a shiny! And I am listed as its original trainer. Somehow I caught this combee and didn't realize it was a shiny and just named it a threw it into a box.

So I guess my first (caught) shiny (I'm still mad at the goldeen that got away) was a male combee, caught on route 208, Jan 31 2013.

Neat!

[keithbutgay]

fun fact i only use one whiteboard to do silly doodles on my computer so its very chaotic :P

(genuinely dont remember why some of them are like. so big :PP but i feel like i need to keep them that way idk why)

whats your favorite type of cereal? :)

it's gonna be like those endless scroll art pieces /pos >:PP

i really only eat like plain cheerios ever but i do love crispix!! i've never been allowed to eat sugary cereal so i'm not really like a fan of it now to be honest. lucky charms and honey nut cheerios are really really good though :)

the thing is though i literally never put milk in any of my cereal (unless it's plain cheerios)

oh! actually i think chocolate chex might be my favorite. i haven't had it in years but it's really good :)

[eldritchsurveys]

1153.

When is the next time you will take a shower/bath? Which one will you take?     >> I will be showering tomorrow evening

Are you currently waiting on someone to do something for you/to you?     >> I am not

As a child, did you ever get the chance to go to Disney World/Disneyland?     >> I didn't get a chance to go to Disney World until last year, actually

What state do you live in? What's the best aspect about this state?   >> Michigan. I don't know, man, I'm the wrong one to ask Are you someone who is really commited to politics in your area/country?     >> I am not

When was the last time you fought with your significant other, if any?     .

Do you know anyone, personally, who is in an abusive relationship? Are you?     >> I honestly don't know enough about the relationships of anyone I currently know to tell if any of them are abusive or not When was the last time you were on a boat? Where did you travel on it?     >> I want to say... 2019? whenever it was that Frances booked us on that horrible steamboat dinner thing. it just goes up and down the Mississippi River Are you planning on going anywhere with someone, some time today?     >> I did not go anywhere today Does your family ever have any kind of weird traditions in your house?     .

When is the next time you will attend a family reunion? Where will it be?     .

What would you consider your favorite movie from a different decade?     >> all of my favourite movies are from a different decade

Do you ever take bubble baths only to relax yourself in some way?     >> I don't take baths at all Do you have any friends who act like they dont know you in public?   >> if anyone acted like that with me, I wouldn't be friends with them

When was the last time you sick? What were you sick with and why?     >> had a slight cold this past summer Do you ever tend to pull off any random acts of kindness in public?    >> it's not something I make a conscious effort to do, no

Do the things you do normally have to have reasons behind them, or not?     >> I don't think there is any true randomness in my behaviour. there's always cause What was the last job you had? Why are you not working that job anymore?     .

Do you like cereal? What would you consider your favorite kind of cereal?     >> my favourite cereal is Honey O's (Trader Joe's version of Honey Nut Cheerios)... fuck, now I want some. guess I'm eating cereal after this

Do you find your school to be loaded with hot guys or not so much?     .

Do you like to watch gay guys' fashion do's & dont's videos on YouTube?     >> that's so specific lol. I do not

What is the most visited website on your internet at this moment in time?     >> I assume it's tumblr since I use that every day What kind of cell phone do you have? (ex/ flip, slider, or traditional.)     >> guess this survey was made pre-smartphone, which seems like a lifetime ago now Do you like riding roller coasters when you go to any amusement park?     >> I would Are you waiting for someone to get online on an IM program right now?     >> I am not What would you consider the stupidest movie you've ever watched, ever?     .

Who did you last say I love you to? Why did you say it to this person?    . Are there any people you dont lik for your significant other to talk to?     .

Have you ever forgotten your birthday? Did you soon figure it out?     >> I haven't When was the last time you held up a peace sign, if you've ever done that?     >> I don't remember. I do do it sometimes but strictly either in the anime/weeb way or the "deuces *disappears*" meme way, lol Would you walk ten miles just to see the person you like or love?     . What, in your mind, would you consider to be the perfect boyfriend?     .

What is one thing most all guys do that tends to make you angry a lot?     . Would you beat up anyone at the moment, if you absolutely had the chance?     >> I wouldn't, unless it was in a kinky context

What color are the curtains in your room if you have any at the moment?     .

Who last told a lie on you? Did anyone catch them? What happened?     . What would you consider the best kind of food you, yourself could make?     >> I love my skillet meals, personally (usually made of egg, some kind of vegetable, and coconut rice with various toppings -- deceptively simple but so delicious to me)

Is there anyone you are currently trying to get out of trouble? Why?     .

Are you one of those people who dont like children of any kind at all?     >> I am not one of those people If you have a television in your room, what color is it? What brand?     .

When is the next time you'll eat out and what do you think you'll get?     .

Are you planning on going anywhere today? Where are you going exactly?     >> I did not go anywhere today

When was the last time you rode a horse, if you've ever ridden one?     .

Do you hate it when people show public displays of affection in your face?     >> I don't see any reason to take it personally when people are being affectionate with each other Have you ever wanted your significant other to get rid of a friend?     >> I have never had this experience If you have siblings, have they moved out or do they still live with you?     .

Do you ever actually like going to Wal-Mart or is it regularly boring?     >> I haven't been to Walmart in years so if I went right now there'd definitely be an air of novelty to the experience Do you have an iPod? What kind is it? iTouch, Nano, Classic, etc.     >> I don't Do you own a computer that is a Mac or a PC? Why is this?     >> it's a PC, because that's the kind of computer I prefer

Do you own any scarves? How many would you estimate yourself to have?     >> I have a few... maybe four?

What kind of shoes are you planning on wearing today? Why is this?     >> I didn't go anywhere today so there was no reason to wear shoes

Do you think it's weird that some people actually shave their arms?    >> I don't understand why anyone would do that but it's their prerogative and at the end of the day I don't actually give a fuck Do you know anyone who has or has had any kind of mental illness/disorder?     >> well. yeah

Do you ever go to Blockbuster? How frequently would you say you go?     >> I don't, because it no longer exists (not that I went much when it did) Is your mother a stay-at-home mother or does she work somewhere?     . What food would you just want to disappear off the face of the earth?     >> rude. what if someone else likes that food

Do movies with super heros intrigue you in any way? Why is this?     >> sure, depending on the characters. but the oversaturated market has worn me down Do you watch those late-night talk shows? What's the best part about them?     >> I don't

Do you ever listen to music so you can actually change your emotion? >> well. I do use music to self-regulate sometimes, so I guess so, yeah

[iomadachd]

☁ ━ What is your opinion on cereal? (munday meme)

odd question munday meme

Cereal is the most dangerous snack food because it's so easy to mindlessly eat. It's fucking delicious, and it's dangerous.

I don't really eat it anymore, but unless you measure it out, the whole box is liable to disappear. Especially if it's Honey Nut Cheerios or Lucky Charms. Slightly less dangerous is Frosted Flakes, at least in my opinion.

[chelleztjs18]

Hello you mrs. shorty pants iced tea drinker honey nut cheerio lefty eyebag 😌

Finally! Someone who I can agree with about iced teas. Yes, I agree it is different from how the south makes iced tea! When I visited GA in June, that's all I drank because I missed it so much. But I don't order it here unless there is fruit flavor in it like peach or mango.

Aw is she okay? Was she having a bad dream?

But yeah, it's been awhile since you posted lol maybe you'll have time later to write the valentine fic 🤞 on top of the other series hahaha 😆 I wish I get to see like how you come up with ideas or the rough draft of your fics

Ahaha if I'm not on the switch playing games, I'll be on my phone playing games 😅 but yeah, I used to play until 2 or 3 in the morning, and my ex would be mad because all she can hear is me tapping on the console and quietly grunting.

I'm not that tall, I'm between 5'6 or 5'7. Okay, you're not short..just fun sized ahahahaha and I know, short people can be so mean. It's probably cause they have such a...short temper... ahahahaha okay okay no more jokes 🤣🤣

Ech yeah I've have balut before.. at first I was excited to try it until I found out what it was. Then I still tried it just because my mom told me to.. and it was too salty for me. I didn't like it much.

And a food I've had before and never again, would be bitter gourd, or in the Philippines we call it ampalaya. It is nasty, to me at least. It really is bitter but also sour?? But I don't like it, and I remember they always made it with eggs.. I would pick the green thing off and try to eat the eggs only.

How about you?

- CuriousGeorge

Good morning u nicknames creator corn-punn righty eyebag!

Yeah, whn i used to live in CA n i went visit south states like texas or louisiana i always look more for iced teas. Becausr south's iced tea hit different to me.hahaha. n now im happy i live in one of the iced tea heaven states. 😅 lol. But i dont like fruity teas though. I drink unsweetened black iced teas.

Em was okay, she was just having growing pain because she is tall for her age.

Well, good news for u i posted pt. 4. But i hv a little confidence on it. I think i didnt write it well. I think it was poorly executed.😔 so i was a little down n questioning my writing.

Well, i hope u will still like my future works since right now i think im losing my touch in writing.😔

Wow u r pretty tall.. n oh my gosh, short people has short temper, that was really funny.🤣🤣🤣 yes please please more jokes.hahaha.

Ah yeah, balut was horrible. Im sorry. I know some people say it's philipino's delicacy but it's a no no for me.i ate it one bite n i couldnt even swallow it. It was the idea of what it is makes me cant eat it.

What is gourd? Is it like a vegetable or something?

Balut is one of the thing i tried that i wont ever eat it anymore. Another thing i tried was Monkfish liver sushi. The chef told me it was so good n it's special so i tried it. It was so gross. N the main thing i really really hate n wont eat is frog. To me just looking at frog can make me want to throw up. My mom once tricked me n told me it's chicken. Then i bit the little bone that i know it doesnt look like chicken bones. So she finally told me that it was frog. I ran to the bathroom n threw up so bad. Not gonna lie, i was so upset with her at that time.😅

So u r running out of question? Does it mean u start getting bored talking with me? 😔

Just kidding.. it's okay if u r out of curious question. U can ask me whenever u have something in mind. I dont know if i ever asked u this, how would describe ur style.of clothing?

Cheerio!

[su8arandspite]

rb to add the following:

- as mentioned above, she has two best friends: amy and tiffany. they’re known around hawkins high as the trifecta (the blonde, the redhead, and the brunette).

- it isn’t long after she first befriends steve that she learns he too struggles to sleep after everything. thanks to her princess phone line and a little bit of planned secret codes, they often talk late into the night whenever one of them can’t sleep. it’s totally normal that she finds it easier to sleep after speaking to steve, right? that’s just what friends do, isn’t it?

- her celeb crush is michael j fox (and also bill murray but he never made her bedroom wall but that’s more of a secret shame and he certainly never made her bedroom wall)

- doesn’t like milk in her cereal. will eat straight out of the box (honey nut cheerios only)

- loll so amy bakes cakes when she's stressed, and actually is fairly good at decorating them. So she and tiffany gave beth one that said "18-year-old virgin" with like purple frosting and hearts for her birthday

- has a 4.0 gpa and is top of her class. hasn’t slept properly in an ungodly amount of time but it’s fine!! she’s fine!! (and on her mother’s diet pills)

- looks and dresses cool, but is actually a huge fuckin nerd. loves history a lot. do not ask her about andrew jackson unless you’re prepared for a lengthy rant

- loves the color yellow. her fingernails are almost always painted a cheery canary yellow

- she’s cheer captain and a flyer. loves to do stunts and her athleticism will come in handy in the future

- is very short. small but mighty

combed through my old rps and wanted to share the beth lore i found buried in them

- she adores her baby blue volkswagen beetle but cannot park for shit

- this girl cannot stop showing physical affection. she has so much love to give and damnit if her parents aren’t giving her any, you bet your ass she’s doling it out. i’m talking the kind of friend who doesn’t think twice about hugs and cheek kissing and holding your hand. when she first befriends steve harrington, he finds this very hard not to take as something more than platonic. but can you blame him? there’s only so many times the girl you’re pining after can kiss you on the cheek before you wish she’d just aim a little to to the right

- At all times, she wears a dainty heart shaped locket around her neck. this was originally an antique store find that became her greatest treasure. Inside is a photograph of her, dustin, and katy

- this is almost always matched with a charm bracelet her best friends, amy and tiffany, had been gifting her additions to over the years

- she tried to confess her feelings to steve twice and they were either interrupted or he misunderstood her both times. the result was a ridiculous 8-month-long period of mutual pining and denials that threatened to drive dustin henderson insane

- she had insane beef with jim hopper for a little over a year that made for some awkward apologies and eating crow when the truth came out and hopper finally helped her find katy

- speaking of beef, she has a never ending hatred for carol perkins. you know the phrase sandbox love never dies? yeah, well, schoolyard hatred doesn’t either

- she’s a true romantic and has a borderline obsessive amount of knowledge on the greatest loves of all time. despite the fact she’s never been in a relationship herself

- her ex-military grandad used to take her target practicing as some sort of bonding experience, so girlie can shoot a gun no problem. her weapon of choice just happens to be an axe; it’s silent and far more satisfying in terms of channeling rage. she tucks into the waistband of her skirt or steve’s sweatpants crime and punishment style for monster hunting purposes

- beth is a chronic hoodie kleptomaniac. she has collected, so far, steve harrington’s letterman jacket and one each of his basketball and swim team hoodies… that’s just what he knows about

- pls don’t ask her about her fling with billy hargrove. the look you get in return may turn you to stone. you’ve been warned

[hostilehospitalbeds]

This post is fear-mongering and conspiracy-based thinking:

(Image description: screenshot of tumblr post that reads “fuck it

ice cream listeria outbreak. again. did you know that illness due to listeria has a 20-30% mortality rate?

family dollar recalling a bunch of drugs and supplements because they stored them wrong

lucky charms and cheerios continue to make children and adults sick, the cause is still under investigation, and no recall has been issued. terrifying. that means it is almost definitely not one of the common causes like salmonella...”)

That “ice cream listeria outbreak”? Click the link and it’s ONE creamery specifically in Sarasota FL. Important info for sure but the implications here are very different (the overall vibe of the post is “what is the fda not telling you?” and yet… the fda is literally the ones telling us that) (no link for their “again” statement - has this happened many times or one other time? Where? When? What companies? Who knows! That would be giving real facts instead of spreading conspiracies!)

And then the cereal stuff is just laughable. A) there’s actual articles about the fda investigations but they just linked to “am I being poisoned .com” B) perhaps no recall has been issued bc it’s still under investigation and PERHAPS it’s still under investigation bc they’re only investigating it bc of these weird complaints and there’s actually nothing to find! Sometimes individuals have weird reactions to certain foods! Sometimes you get a stomach bug and it’s not food poisoning!

I for one have found that eating certain cereals can make my tummy hurty bc there’s just a lot of fiber in cereal and I have my personal tummy issues that can be exacerbated by that and you don’t see me out here like “I WAS POISONED BY RAISIN BRAN” bc I have critical thinking skills. Jesus Christ. Also I just had a stomach bug and there’s no way I could possibly pinpoint a food I ate that was responsible bc a) idk if it was food poisoning at all and b) even if it was there’s no way to know which food unless there was a big outbreak and investigation and news about it.

Yet these people are like well I ate nothing out of the ordinary recently except Honey Nut Cheerios so it HAD to be the Cheerios. ummm that’s not how food poisoning works, you can get it from something you eat all the time if it was a bad batch, expired, you cooked it wrong, whatever. But they’re obviously not really talking in scientific medical terms about food poisoning, they have weird ideas about certain foods being intrinsically Poison To The Human Body. Which is nonsense.

Oh you know what let’s talk about this one too:

(image description: screenshot of tumblr post that reads “several honey products are being recalled for having undisclosed, get this...VIAGRA in them. and cialis. sildenafil and tadalafil”)

And here’s the fda explanation (interestingly not the one they linked to, they intentionally chose a much vaguer press release):

(image description: screenshot of an FDA article that reads “When you’re browsing, one of the best ways to protect yourself from fake, and even possibly harmful, products is asking whether a claim sounds too good to be true, or if it contradicts what you’ve heard from reputable sources. 

On July 12, 2022, the U.S. Food and Drug Administration posted warning letters to companies that are violating federal law by selling products marketed as food which contain undisclosed or hidden prescription medication. These products are labeled as honey with herbal ingredients and are marketed with claims to treat disease or improve health. 

These products are promoted and sold for sexual enhancement on various websites and online marketplaces, and possibly in some retail stores. If you are struggling with sexual performance issues, you may have a physical condition that is keeping your body from responding as it normally would. Talk openly with your health care professional before considering any treatments.”)

like. We’re talking a scam product to begin with and op is making it sound like any random honey you pull off the grocery store shelf might have viagra in it!

tl;dr - the FDA’s job is to protect you from dangerous food and drugs and they generally are on top of that job (if it seems like they’re behind or lacking they probably just… didn’t know yet! Shocker they aren’t omniscient!) and anyone trying to tell you otherwise is a conspiracy theorist. Learn how to recognize twisting of info to fit a narrative.

[backwardscapsmh]

have you ever read one of my fics and went “i wonder if they wrote a part 2?” probably not but i wrote a part 2 anyways! it can still be read as a stand alone if you so desire but it’s wicks’s perspective of this fic that i wrote some time ago. and guess what? it’s still angsty as fuck! enjoy! as always constructive criticism and comments are appreciated! ☺️

you’re my partner in crime // you’re the feeling i get // when i’m feeling fine // part of me wants you // but most of me needs you // so i won't fall unless you ask me

- steamroller by phoebe bridgers

There are a lot of facts about Ollie that Wicks files away. Ollie’s hands are always cold, no matter what he does. Ollie mixes regular and Honey Nut Cheerios because he thinks the Honey Nut ones are too sweet on their own. Ollie color codes his notes with an array of rainbow pens. Ollie has a lucky pair of pajama pants that he brings on roadies. Ollie video chats with his little sister every Friday. Ollie’s favorite movie is the Princess Bride, even though he never admits it.

The point is, Wicky knows a lot about Ollie: what he likes and dislikes, his routine, his habits, his little mannerisms. They’re best friends, so why wouldn’t he know this? They spend so much time together that they don’t think the team can tell them apart anymore. They’re an integral part of each others lives. Wicks doesn’t know where he’d be without Ollie. He’s a better person when he’s around. 

But then Wicks had to go fuck everything up. 

He woke up one day and suddenly realized that his roommate and absolute best friend in the entire world was very attractive and maybe they should kiss sometimes. It was a horrible realization to have when Ollie is half asleep next to him in the dining hall looking absolutely adorable. His hair was still rumpled and Wicks definitely wants to run his hands through it, and maybe kiss his cheek while he passes Ollie a cup of coffee. 

He’s disgusted with himself. He can’t go around having these feelings for his best friend. That’s not how the world works. He can’t be another gay stereotype and fall for his best friend. No. Nope. He will not be that cliche. Absolutely not. 

Except he totally is because he’s not blind. He knows that Ollie is objectively very attractive. They’re both on the hockey team; he knows that they’re attractive people. And it’s not even just physical attraction at this point. He’s pretty sure he’s halfway to being in love with Ollie. He’s just so — Wicks doesn’t even know how to put it into words — like Ollie. 

He’s Ollie. In Wicky’s eyes, he’s perfect. He’s sweet. He’s a good teammate. He’s supportive. He’s one of the smartest people Wicks has ever met. He’s funny. He’s everything Wicks could ever want in a partner. And more! He’s this absolutely amazing person and somehow, he ended up in Wicky’s life. He’s just so awesome and it makes Wicks act like fool around him sometimes. 

Which is how he got into the situation he’s in now: their sporadic hook-ups that Wicks can’t bring himself to stop asking for. 

It started —as most things do— with a comment. They were sitting in their dorm together, each working on their respective work for classes. Wicks with his laptop and Ollie with his notebooks and ever-growing collection of rainbow pens. 

“I’m really fucking horny dude,” Ollie says from his bed, not even looking up from his work. As if what he just said didn’t completely derail any coherent thoughts Wicks had about 1930’s America. 

As previously mentioned, Ollie makes him look like an idiot, so Wicks is honestly not that surprised when the next words out of his mouth were “I could help with that if you want.”

This seems to take both of them by surprise. Ollie looks shocked, and honestly Wicks feels that way too. He’s sure his face his flushed, if the warmth in his cheeks is anything to go by. 

“Okay,” he hears Ollie say. And wait what?

“R-really?” he asks, a little confused and with a fuck ton of butterflies in his stomach. 

“Yeah, dude. That is, if you still want to?” Ollie looks a little nervous, and Wicks can’t tell if he’s blushing or not. It’s probably his imagination at this point because this feels like a dream. 

He feels himself nod, and that’s that. 

And now they have an arrangement: hookup because they’re horny and can’t be bothered to ask anyone else. 

Wicks knows it’s a bad idea, to keep initiating these, because it’s Ollie. They’re best friends. If this breaks their friendship, Wicks won’t know what to do with himself. It’s always a gamble every single time that it happens. Something could always end things. Permanently.

This is Ollie: his anchor, his partner on and off the ice, his roommate. They’re connected, almost never seen without the other. They’re Ollie and Wicks. It doesn’t sound right when they’re apart. And if something were to bring that to an end, it would be the end of Wicks’s world as he knows it.

But he wants. He wants Ollie’s soft but insistent kisses. He wants Ollie’s hands gripping his shoulders nearly hard enough to bruise. He wants Ollie’s soft murmurs of “Pacer” whispered into his neck like a prayer. He wants to have Ollie pressed so close, they’re practically one person. He wants soft cuddles in bed together. He wants Ollie’s cold hands wrapped up in his, trying to leech the heat from his own. He wants Ollie in any way he can have him, so if this arrangement is on the table, he’ll take it.

And yeah, maybe it’s not healthy, but he can’t imagine life without Ollie. Can’t imagine a world where they aren’t best friends. So Wicks will endure the stabs on pain in his heart when he remembers he can’t fall in love with Ollie because just having Ollie close enough to touch is enough.

It just has to be.

[sabattoir]

can we talk about honey nut cheerios i want to talk about honey nut cheerios. first of all the taste is undescribable and creates the only cereal-milk combo i will drink. secondly they dont really sink unless you take more than a minute to eat your honey nut cheerios and that wont happen. they group and dont play hard to get with the spoon. they accept their fate and seek it. they dont make me feel like i poured sweet n lo down my throat. there’s a lot of vitamins on the side i think. give it up HNC

[pclkia]

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hey, tag this with a food people get really upset about you not liking