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creepypasta-fan-page · 11 months

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“Ice-scream„

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-:Jeff the killer: Mango ice cream is his go to. He usually puts Chamoy in it. Masky thinks that is absolutely disgusting. Now Jeff goes out of his way to make sure he eats it when Masky is in the Manor.

-:Eyeless jack: Jack is a Cherry Garcia guy. He doesn’t like chocolate or super sweet sugary things so the sweet fruit ice cream flavors are his favorite.

-:Laughing jack: Cookies n cream. He can’t help the fact that he has to stick to his aesthetic. He also may just really like the Oreos in the ice cream…

-:Jane the killer: Orange sherbet ice cream. She prefers popsicles but some sherbet every once in a while is nice.

-:Sally Williams: Chocolate! She really likes the taste and it’s been her favorite since she was a baby. It was also the first ice cream flavor she ever tried.

-:BEN drowned: BEN is an average discord MOD. Mint chocolate chip. He thinks it makes up for not brushing his teeth.

-:Slenderman: He doesn’t eat ice cream. He eats kids. But he prefers the ones that haven’t gotten a vaccine.

-:Masky MH:Like the old man he is, pistachio. Literally no one understands why he likes it. It was just a popular flavor when he was growing up and he grew accustomed to it.

-:Hoodie (MH): He likes salted caramel flavored. Bonus points if there are caramel chunks in it. He also gets annoyed when people pronounce it “cara-Mel” and not “car-Mel”

-:Ticci Toby: he’s a slut for coffee flavored ice cream. He loves the smell and isn’t aloud to have coffee so it’s a win-win for him.

-:Clockwork: Clockwork was raised in the outskirts. She can’t help it that Rocky Road is her favorite. It has multiple different flavors packed inside, who wouldn’t love that?

-:Nina the killer: Neopolitan. She either mixes all three flavors or eats them individually.

-:KageKao: Matcha. Since he is Japanese he grew up eating a lot of matcha stuff. He prefers the strong matcha over the sweetened.

-:Bloody Painter: Oh how he loves some blueberry ice cream. He also only eats ice cream in those chocolate dipped cones.

-:X- virus: Our neighborhood science freak loves ube flavored stuff. That purple potatoe flavor just gets him everytime.

-**Special~

-:Lane the Lurker: Lane kinda gives me moose track vibes. The vanilla ice cream with crushed Reese’s and fudge? Sign him up.

Lane the Lurker is an OC by @raythekiller ❕

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crushedsweets · 1 month

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Do you have any headcanons on what the creeps like? Like just simple stuff like food or TV shows they like or music n stuff? :)

i think toby likes waf(gets shot)

i think a LOT of them like trashy reality TV. nina, clocky, toby, brian, jeff, ben, ann, and jane are the worst offenders..jane is probably the only surprising one, but she loves getting into bed with her wife and flicking on a stupid show and laughing at people with mary. nice stress relief

jack is the type of guy to only watch(or listen to, i suppose) movies. i dunno why but i feel like he'd be super into horror... i think he'd like jordan peeles movies nina jeff and ben all watch anime. nina likes psychological horror and romance, jeff and ben like shonen lulu used to looove watching cartoons even when she was in college... honeybee and puppycat, atla, adventure time, steven universe, things like that. her roommate teased her for it

jack likes spicy food and in the past, he'd make food for toby and make it Not Spicy cuz he's like 'this white boy from colorado cannot handle this'. so toby was like no, make it spicy. so jack did. and toby was like no, make it spicier. and jack was like dude i dont even think i can handle this.. and toby keeps pushing it till jack is like oh my god stop. then a week later he brings it up to clocky and thats how jack finds out about tobys CIPA.

tim and brian like doing big like, steak and potato and broccoli dinners sometimes. toby always gets so excited until tim was like "im gonna teach you how to grill" and now puts toby to work.. so tobys annoyed..

#asks #creeped #hcs #ty for ask :3

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ladykissingfish · 2 months

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*Kisame walks into the hideout carrying a wet-haired Deidara in his arms*

Konan: Ohh, what’s this? Are congratulations in order?

Hidan: So the Uchiha’s sickly ass wasn’t enough for you to stick it in, huh? You had to go for blondie too?

Sasori: What’s this? Am I … am I finally free of this brat?

Itachi: I must say I’m disappointed by this turn of events … but no matter. Kakuzu, would you be interested in going on a date?

Kakuzu: Are you kidding? I’m already going broke on Hidan; you think I want to add your costly medicines to my weekly spending list?

Kisame: Ha ha, very funny, you guys. *sets Deidara down on the couch* Sasori, you’re going to want to wrap up his ankle, I’m pretty sure he sprained it. Tell them what happened, Deidara.

Deidara, mumbling: Not a big deal, hm. Just went fishing with Kisame-no-Danna.

Kisame: And?

Deidara: And .. . I hooked a really big trout. But when I was pulling it up, it wiggled off the line and got away.

Tobi: Don’t worry, Senpai! You’ll get him next time!

Kisame: Oh, that wasn’t all. Deidara?

Deidara, blushing: I took off my clothes and dove in after it, hm. But when I hit the water I landed too hard on a rock and busted my ankle. And I felt something bite my leg so I got back out. And … and there were …

Kisame: There happened to be two women picnicking nearby. Deidara didn’t see them when he jumped naked and screaming out of the water. The women went to go and get the police, and long story short, I had to talk them out of charging him with indecent exposure and lewd conduct.

Hidan, laughing: Haaaa!! Blondie you’re a fuckin’ pervert!

Konan: Oi, poor Kisame … your day was rough, huh?

Kisame: It wasn’t a total loss … *reaches into his satchel and pulls out a wrapped plate* The two women felt bad for causing a fuss, so they gave me a whole plate of fried chicken and some potato salad. Who’s hungry?!

*excited murmurs as everyone follows Kisame into the kitchen*

Sasori, to Deidara: Well, it looks like you won’t be making it in there. How about, after I wrap your ankle, I make you something for dinner?

Deidara: Oh, Danna, that’s so sweet! You —

Sasori: How does a nice, big piece of trout sound? Maybe paired with a drink on the rocks?

Deidara:

Deidara: You’re a jerk, hm.

#naruto #the akatsuki #shenanigans #this group is pure chaos #sasodei #kisaita #kakuhida #fishing #deidara #kisame hoshigaki #itachi uchiha #konan #hidan #sasori #kakuzu #tobi

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pink-key · 4 months

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Toby should use those potatoes that one person gave him to cook something. If i cant im down to help :P

Oh yeah, he still has a pile of potatoes Fire in the woods wouldn't be liked by his boss, but I wish you luck cooking something for him

#tobs #creepypasta ticci toby #ticci tobi #ticcy toby #ticci toby #potatoes #toby rogers #ticci toby creepypasta #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta art #creepypasta #my work #art

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kettlemouse13 · 3 months

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Lost Boy

Ticci Toby x Reader

It’s been months since you met him, he always appeared from the woods, and reminding you of a lost boy. A name you have lovingly called him by. He seems a little more troubled than usual and your headache won’t go away.

Warning: The following contains dark themes such as violence and minimal gore.

Reader’s discretion is advised.

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The hearty smell of mashed potatoes and chicken seemed resident to the kitchen air, even after supper was eaten and leftovers packed in the fridge. Well, all except for one serving, still warm and put in a perishable container. Your hand held a sharpie in its grasp, writing the identity of the meal’s owner on the lid.

Someone’s fist tapping three times onto the window pane brought a smile to your face, letting your feet pace you towards the origin of the sound.

The window swung open, a gloved hand gripping the edge of it as another clutched onto the window sill itself to pull their figure into the building. But there wasn’t an ounce of fear in your body, for this moment was the reason you left that specific window unlocked. He was always polite enough to knock before entering.

“Nice to see you again, Lost Boy."

A nickname, one given to him all those months ago, when he appeared at your bedroom window soaked to the bone and shivering. You always found yourself thanking the storm that brought him to you.

Once he lifted a knee and rested it against the window sill for stability, his arms outstretched. There was zero hesitation in your actions, your arms immediately wrapping around his neck in a hug, one hand trailing up to give him a playful noogie. His chuckles vibrated against your chest and tickled your shoulder.

"That smells good—yummy—what’chu make?”

His head jerked back with the tic, an involuntary whistle slipping from his lips after he finished the sentence.

You pull away and give him a big grin, “I’m glad you asked, I made mashed potatoes and shake'n bake chicken. And I didn’t burn any of them!"

The little celebratory dance you made proved to lift Toby’s mood, his eyes crinkling slightly from behind his orange goggles.

But you suddenly perked up with realization, "Ooh—"

The sound pulled an accidental tic from Toby, his repeating the sound twice.

"Sorry… but I made you some as well.”

You twirl around to grasp the container before facing the brunette once more, “For you!”

It was very obvious that you were extremely excited from your accomplishment in make dinner, something that you tend to wrestle your lack of motivation with.

He pulls his mask to hang off his neck, his jagged scarring vulnerable to the air, something that he wouldn’t have been comfortable with a few weeks prior. The action alone softened your expression to a kind smile, eyes shining with awe. He glanced at you and give you a lopsided grin before looking back at his food.

“I also have dessert, vanilla sprinkled cupcakes. We could go eat at our spot?”

The spot, where a tree had fallen over a small ditch, the dead branches of the tree creating a natural shelter. It’s a place where Toby doesn’t have to deal with his work nor society and a place where you can enjoy the wilderness. Your place.

His body visibility relaxed at the suggestion, eyes softening at the idea. His mouth opened but he was promptly interrupted by a sudden jerk of his neck and arms, the word “tic” followed by a whistle and a curse pushing through his teeth. He looked a bit frustrated at the unintentional actions. At himself.

“Take your time, we have all night. Or at least I do.” A bashful snicker shakes your shoulders at your blunder, successfully pulling Toby out of his frustration.

“I—Tic—Fuck! …I’d like that.”

With that said, you immediately got to work, grabbing a plastic bag and the container of cupcakes, two cans of pop, before promptly throwing on a sweater and slipping on your sneakers. You approached him once more and gently grasped his arm, giving it a small pull.

The trip there was fun, full of laughter, playful fighting and chasing each other. It was like you two were kids again, feeling carefree in each other’s presence. It was when you got to your esteemed sanctuary a tickle appeared in the back of your throat and a slight pulse became apparent in your head.

Did you drink enough water today? There’s no other reason why you would be feeling this way…

Shaking it off you couldn’t help but ask the question that has been bothering you for a little:

“What exactly do you do? Your job?”

The question alone caused a reaction from both of you, your blooming headache getting stronger as his entire body froze mid bite. His chest deflated as a sigh slipped through his lips, obviously too pleased with the question.

“I want to tell you—Quiet—Fuck!” He paused, letting himself take a breather before speaking, “But I can’t, the most I can say is that I work for a bad man and can’t get out—Tic! Of it.”

As off put were felt about that answer, you knew you couldn’t blame him. You already know of some questionable things from him, nothing he has ever told you but you were very observant. The metallic scent, the red stains that hadn’t washed out, his demeanor changing to one that is psychotic when his father is brought up. It then made sense why he seemed like that, his mental health being affected by his job and boss no doubt.

Or at least, that’s what you hoped.

He turned his head and stared deep into the woods, almost as if he was acknowledging something… or someone.

“I am very sorry…” He spoke without any tics, something very clearly on his mind.

“For what? There’s nothing to apologize to me for silly—”

“I’m am truly sorry—Fuck—for pretending to be a friend—Ooh!”

Wait… What?

“Very funny, Toby.”

The pulsing in your head quickly became pounding, the pressure behind your eyes and temples. What you thought was rushing blood in your ears shifted to a different sound, something more digital. It sounded like static. You attempted to blink away the pain in your eyes. the second you opened them again, a presence behind Toby took your gaze from him. A being taller than anything human, wearing a black suit. But its face… it didn’t have one. The sound in your ears, what you then knew as static raised in volume. blaring over anything else.

You snapped your attention back on the brunette and the expression on his face, what was once a friendly smile now a deadly stare, his hands holding two hatchets with dangerous intent. It was terrifying.

“Run.“

Your legs move with a mind of its own, pushing you to sprint through the trees. Sticks, tree saplings and pushes scratched at your legs through your pants, said clothing occasionally getting caught.

The woods seemed to do everything in its power to slow you down, endless despite going the direction of home, despite knowing the way there like the back of your hand. All just so you can be slaughtered by the hands of the one you once thought to be your friend.

There was no other way to live but hide as running wasn’t an option anymore.

Tears were streaming down your face long before you recognized their presence, cheeks beginning to feel slightly sticky with everything drying tear track.

You could hear his tics, the cursing and other sounds that sounded like cries for help and mercy. That fact that he heard them often enough for them to become tics of his was absolutely horrific.

You needed to hide.

You slowed to a stop and crouched in the growth, eyes flickering everywhere for a potential hiding spot. Your frantic orbs landed on a stump, a hollowed stump, a short distance away. You dove for the stump, rolling slightly and letting out a his as a stinging sensation blossomed in your ankle.

Great, a sprained ankle.

You scooted into the wooden shelter, the stumps seemingly curling around your frame to further hide you away from murderous eyes.

And with that, you listened.

Not a single sound, which would have been comforting if you weren’t in the woods. No indication of any wildlife was present.

Not even fucking mosquitoes.

“Found ya.”

A screech ripped from your vocal chords as a familiar gloved grasped the fabric of your hoodie, yanking you out of your safe haven. You head knocked against the wood during the action, forcing you into a daze, head spinning and nose numb. The taste of metal in your mouth was your only indication of the fountain of blood pouring from your nose.

“Aw. Did that—Fuck—Woo—hurt?” His neck jerked so drastically that a crack echoed from it, his hand shaking you unintentionally in their grip with the tics.

Tears blurred your vision once again, a whimper falling from your mouth. He was so malicious now, what happened to your lost boy? The one who made you feel safe? The one who fought off a burglar for your safety? The one you made dinners for all the fucking time?

“D-did… Did it all really mean nothing too you?” Your voice cracked as you forced the words out, throat closing up with emotion.

A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest, his earthy eyes staring you down from behind his goggles.

“Of course it meant something to me. I—Fuck—always found you so adorable. Thinking I was some—Crazy—Woo—some distraught guy who needed an out.” He let out a sigh, leaning his head back with a twitch, seemingly reminiscing about the months you knew each other.

He raised his head back up and lowered his mask down, keeping you from squirming in his other arm.

“It was nice knowing you—Fuck! But I’m afraid that—Tic—afraid that you have to die. Boss’ orders. First, a goodnight kiss.”

A sob pushed through your teeth as his chapped lips pressed against your own, the sensation pleasant but knowing that the second it ends means game over for you. A squeak ripped from you as his tongue push forward and claimed every inch of your mouth, both of his hands holding you hostage against his thin but sturdy figure.

A sudden chirp echoed from him as he pulled away, head turned to the side like he did at your spot. No doubt communicating with that faceless creature.

“Guess what? You—Fuck—Ooh… You were just saved by the bell. Slender says I can keep you—” his sentence was followed by a whistle and a few curses but his message was very clear.

From then on, you were a prisoner.

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Reblogs are appreciated <3

#x reader #reader insert #creepypasta #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #slender proxy #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta proxy #proxy #violence #gore

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lover-222 · 10 months

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Puppy Dog Eyes (TAA)

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"babe you have to get up to get up, you got training don't you?" y/n said as she turned to face him.

"i don't feel good, i'll just call them and tell them i'm feeling sick i-" he cut himself off and sneezed two times.

trent stayed home from training today, this being due to being sick. the weather wasn't helping, it was gloomy and raining. he had came down with a cold and was not feeling his best.

she nodded and looked at the time it was 9am. y/n got use to waking up early because of trent since he would be up and getting his things ready for practice. he cuddled into her and laid his head on her chest. he was more clingy when he was was sick or feeling under the weather. she didn't mind it at all.

"i'll be back i'll make you some soup and we can cuddle all you want my love" she told him as she caressed his face.

he held on to her tighter and refused to let her go, "noo just a little bit longer please?"

how could she say no to him? she could never say no to trent. she looked at his strong arms that had held hostage, "okay just 5 more minutes" she said.

once the 5 minutes were up she gently unclasped his arms from her, trying her best to not wake him up. she succeeded, y/n went into their kitchen area and started to make him some chicken noodle soup. she cut up some vegetables like carrots, potatoes, and spinach.

she then proceeded to finish off the meal. once the soup was cooking, y/n took advantage and started to clean the kitchen, although that was until she saw trent peeking out in the corner.

"you left me alone, i was cuddling with a pillow" he said sadly.

he was wrapped around in fluffy blanket that he actually gave you for your birthday last year. he actually looked adorable.

"aw i'm so sorry baby, but look i made you food. it's almost ready. if you want you can lay down on the couch and i'll bring it to you when it's ready yeah?" she said as she hugged him.

he just nodded and plopped down on the big couch. he skipped through channels and ended up going on netflix and put on a movie.

y/n placed the food on the small table that was in front of him. she sat down next to him and gave him the bowl.

"cmon it's good for youuu" she told him.

"mmm to-tired- can't hold spoon" trent said.

she playfully rolled her eyes because she knew he could but he wanted to be babied. y/n chuckled and held up the spoon with some of the soup on it and fed him. he was too adorable it was not even funny.

"have i ever told you how cute you are" she expressed while feeding him.

"not enough as you should" he playfully said.

"you have the prettiest eyes, i love them" y/n smiled.

he blushed, "stoppp i'm vulnerable right now my body hurts".

"ooooo did i just make THE trent alexander arnold blush???" y/n said playfully with a shocked expression.

trent took the spoon from her and ate the rest of his food since he wanted her to also eat. the couple finished their food and cuddled up while watching a movie.

"i think my favorite spider-man is andrew garfield" y/n spoke as she drew shapes on his back with her pointer finger.

"what?? nah it's all about toby maguire he's the original spider-man" he said.

"yeah but the second spider-man is a skater and he's really good looking" she chuckled.

trent looked up at her while raising an eyebrow, "liarrrr you know i'm wayyyy better looking" he said confidently.

y/n laughed and made him lay down on her again, "you know you're right just keep watching the movie".

"i'm always right my love i'm always right" he repeated.

funny thing is that he was right, she would never love another man how she loved trent. everything about him was so deeply admired by her. his arms and how they would wrap around her so effortlessly. his soft skin that she would touch all over. most importantly his beautiful brown eyes, that was actually the first thing that captivated her when she met him.

to her that was her weakness, she would melt every time he would look at her. when they first started dating she would blush a lot just by him looking at her and keeping eye contact was a bit difficult. she loved the way they shined and they looked even more beautiful when the sun would beam on his complexion.

she would always tell him how he had puppy dog eyes. ever since she told him that, whenever he wanted something or was trying to convince her he pulled out that trick. he looked at her and made the most adorable puppy dog eyes ever. she couldn't resist.

"stop doing that!!" she sighed then smiled.

"why?? please please please please" trent said then did his puppy dog eyes.

she cupped his face with her soft hands, " you know i can't say no to you when you do that, it's not fair!!"

he laughed and hugged her, "but you love it!!!"

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#trent alexander arnold #trent alexander imagines #trent alexander x you #trent alexander arnold imagine #trent alexander arnold imagines #football imagine #football oneshot #trent alexander arnold blurb #football x y/n

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ibarkatpeoplewoofwoofbitch · 27 days

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creepypasta headcannons

their favorite food?

Jeffery hodek:I would assume cherrie pie

Liu hodek: peanutbutter crackers

Tobias rogers: seems like he'd like pizza or a good cooked hamburger

Nina the killer: hamburger helper

Ben drowned:shrimp pasta

Eyeless jack:I headcannon he was a vegetarian when he was alive and well not a whole ass demon maybe tofu or like salad.

The puppeteer: he didn't have one, not picky.

Helen otis: they were that picky friend who only ordered chicken and fries out to eat.

Candy pop:cotton candy

LJ:lollipops

[IMPORTANT] Tim and Brian are NOT creepypastas but I'd assume Tim would like slim Jim's and Brian would like original potato lays chips

Jason the toy maker: didn't he live I nthe 1800s? I don't remember him much but I'd assume fish and chips.

Nathan the nobody: over easy eggs and hashbrowns.

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Favorite color?

Would say every color in the rainbow: LJ,Candy Pop, jason the toy maker

Would say red, orange, yellow,: ben drowned, Liu hodek, puppeteer, Helen otis,

Would say it like that one vine black like my soul: ticci toby, Nina the killer, Jeff hodek

Would be fucking normal or something and just say I like blue I guess:eyeless jack,Nathan the nobody.

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Favorite class back in school:

Music:puppeteer, candypop,lj,.

Math:Liu hodek,Nina the killer

Art:,Helen otis jason the toy maker.

History:Jeff hodek, ticci toby, Ben drowned.

Gym:Nathan the nobody

Science:eyeless jack.

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deliciousangelfestival · 4 hours

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Tears In His Ferrari - 10

Character: Bucky Barnes x Farmer!Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes, used to a life of luxury, takes on farm challenges in a bet with his father. Mud-stained Ferraris and a rustic farmhouse lead to unexpected personal growth, guided by the stern mentorship of Y/N, a farmer making his city-boy life difficult.

Theme: Fluff, Slice of Life, Heart-Warming.

Main Masterlist || support: Ko-fi

Thank you to anyone who gave a like, reblog, and left a comment. It motivated me to write more.

Chapters: Chp 1, Chp 2,Chp 3 , Chp 4 , Chp 5 , Chp 6 , Chp 7 , Chp 8 , Chp 9 , Chp 10

Bucky's heroic story of helping Toby's grandmother and bringing her to the hospital with his red Ferrari became the talk of the town.

The next day, he went to the fresh market with Y/N's parents to buy fruits and flowers.

He was planning to revisit Toby’s grandmother. He didn’t know why, but he felt a sense of melancholy toward elders, especially since his own grandparents had passed away before he was born.

As Bucky looked at the oranges, the locals greeted him warmly, especially the elders.

One grandfather said, “Thank you for helping Toby's grandma, young man. Here's some fresh corn and potatoes for you.”

Bucky smiled warmly and replied, “Oh, yes, we should help each other.”

Another grandmother approached him and said, “Are you the Barnes kid who helped my friend? Here's an orange for you.”

The kind old lady handed him baskets of oranges, her eyes twinkling with gratitude.

Then he felt someone tap his shoulder. He felt like a big shadow towering over him. It was Thor.

Thor exclaimed, "Buddy, you were a great help yesterday. Here, I'll give you my biggest catch today."

Bucky widened his eyes in surprise. "Oh no, it's alright. Urghh."

This was the first time in Bucky's life that he carried a heavy fish.

With each step he took, someone would greet him and give him something. He had never experienced this sense of community back in the city, and he appreciated how supportive the locals were of each other.

Samanta chuckled upon seeing Bucky looking clueless. “You've become the local celebrity.”

Bucky blinked in surprise. “Really?”

“Yup. Oh, my daughter just called. Some people are at your farm.”

“That's right. I have to go back.” Bucky clapped his hands excitedly. He suspected that what he requested from his dad had arrived.

He stepped on the gas and drove fast to his place. When he arrived, he saw a few teenagers and kids standing near his house.

Y/N was also there, looking a bit overwhelmed as she guarded the youngsters from entering the house.

The truck stopped, and Bucky got out of the car.

He greeted Y/N with a smile. "What's up?"

Y/N sighed in relief. "They want to see your car, but I thought they needed your permission first."

The group of youngsters looked at Bucky with puppy eyes. In a second, he remembered being a young kid, also interested in sports cars when his dad brought him to the F1 race car. The experience was amazing, and it made him fall in love with fast cars.

As a fellow car lover, Bucky welcomed them. "It's alright. Do you want to see what it looks like inside?"

"Yeah!!" The youngsters cheered in excitement.

Bucky showed them his Ferrari car and enthusiastically explained the engine and the machinery.

Y/N observed Bucky, who looked genuinely excited. She remarked, “You've become the celebrity.”

Bucky chuckled, unable to contain his enthusiasm. “I can't help it.”

“By the way,” Y/N continued, “your father sent a pick-up truck. I didn't know you needed another one.”

Bucky's eyes lit up. “It's here? Yes! And it's not for me.”

“Then for who?” Y/N inquired, curiosity piqued.

🏥

At the hospital, Toby was speechless when he saw the pick-up truck. It looked brand new and far superior to the old truck they had to sell to pay his father's debt.

He walked around the truck, inspecting it from front to back, then turned to Bucky and enveloped him in a grateful hug. “Thank you, bro,” he said earnestly.

Bucky returned the hug with a smile. “You're welcome, buddy.”

After Toby rushed back to the hospital to share the news with his grandfather, Y/N approached Bucky. “That was really nice of you,” she remarked.

Bucky nodded, a sense of fulfillment washing over him. “I realized how important a car is for Toby. He needs it to drive his grandma and carry boxes of honey.”

With the means to help, Bucky felt compelled to use it.

Y/N smiled warmly. Witnessing Bucky's generosity and compassion, she couldn't help but admire him even more.

Bucky's generous gift quickly spread throughout the town, making him the hottest topic of discussion. Suddenly, he found himself at the center of attention, not for his wealth or status, but for his kindness and willingness to help others.

The children in the town looked up to him as a cool role model, inspired by his actions to make a positive difference in the community.

With Toby's grandmother gradually improving, and Toby himself working diligently to sell honey at markets and to local households, the spirit of gratitude and determination seemed to infuse the air.

Despite initially finding farming challenging, Bucky began feeling accepted and belonging in his new life.

Though he still encountered difficulties, he realized that the rewards of helping others and being part of a close-knit community far outweighed any hardships he faced.

****** His story has also spread widely on social media. However, it wasn't Bucky who initiated it.

Bucky hadn't opened his social media for a while since he was already busy with farming.

But who did? Of course, it was Kate. She inserted herself into Bucky's story as if she were a part of the effort to help him.

During her live session, she recounted the events with a touch of theatricality, emphasizing her own role in the act of kindness.

"And that's when Bucky and I sprang into action," she exclaimed dramatically, her eyes sparkling with manufactured emotion. "Together, we rushed Toby's grandmother to the hospital, our hearts filled with determination to make a difference!"

Her viewers were quick to shower her with praise, captivated by her portrayal of a compassionate and selfless individual.

"You're such an inspiration, Kate!"

"Wow, I had no idea you were so involved in charity work. You're amazing!"

"Thank you for using your platform to spread awareness and help those in need. You're truly making a difference!"

With each compliment, Kate's smile widened, basking in her audience's admiration as she skillfully crafted her image as a philanthropic icon.

She kept smiling as she scrolled through the comments until she noticed someone mentioning "What about Y/N?"

Kate's smile faltered, and she let out a sigh.

"What's wrong?" inquired one of her viewers.

Kate sighed again. "Well, we only know what people choose to show us on the outside, not what's really going on behind the scenes."

The viewers were intrigued. "Is this about Y/N?"

Kate hesitated, then replied cryptically, "I don't want to name names, but let's just say there's someone who's been quite influential in Bucky's life, and it's had some unfortunate consequences for my brother."

"Your brother, the celebrity chef Paul?" another viewer asked.

"He can't cook anymore because of a car accident, right?"

The comments continued to pour in, each one adding to the speculation. It was precisely what Kate wanted. She leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she watched her fans dissect the situation for her.

Glancing down at her ruined shoes, a reminder of her unexpected encounter with the mud earlier, Kate clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Never underestimate me," she murmured to herself, a hint of determination in her voice.

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Bucky, who had been feeling clueless, had just finished cleaning up the sheep's stable. He made his way back to his house to freshen up.

Archie, the puppy, had eagerly awaited his return, wagging his tail excitedly. "Woof."

"Hey, buddy, I missed you too," Bucky greeted, bending down to pet the eager pup.

Once inside, Bucky headed straight to the sink to wash his hands, feeling the grime of farm work clinging to his skin. As he scrubbed, he couldn't help but notice his phone incessantly buzzing with notifications.

"What's going on?" Bucky wondered aloud, setting down the soap to check his phone. He was met with a flood of messages and tags from various people. Among them was a tag that caught his attention: #Y/N and Paul.

Curious, he clicked on it, and his screen filled with photos of Y/N dressed in a chef's outfit, standing beside none other than Paul, the celebrity chef who also happened to be Kate's brother.

Bucky's heart sank as he read the accompanying captions and watched a reel detailing Paul's accident, along with rumors suggesting that it wasn't him driving the sports car, but rather a woman whose name was still unknown.

His thoughts racing, Bucky was startled when he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Here's the dinner."

He nearly jumped out of his skin, turning to find Y/N standing there, a concerned expression on her face as she looked at him. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing his troubled demeanor.

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Incorrect Ttte Quotes 159 Sketayla Edition:

@sketalya's Toby: Other me, LISTEN TO WHAT YOU STUPID VERSION OF YOUR HENRY DID.

@sketalya's Toby: Me and Henrietta were eating milanesas with French fries. And every minute, he added salt.

MC Toby: Salt? That's normal. So why are you yelling at me for?

@sketalya's Toby: But it was weird, the food tasted like sweet potato.

@sketalya's Toby: And Henrietta asked him "Did you add sweet potato?"

@sketalya's Toby: And he said "No" And every minutes he added salt, salt, salt and salt. He was going to poison us...

@sketalya's Toby: When we were finally done he asked "Did you like your French fries with SUGAR??????"

@sketalya's Toby: *Starts shaking MC Toby furiously* HE USED FUCKING SUGAR INSTEAD OF SALT!!!!! FUCKING SUGAR!!!!!!

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I'm interested in what the trains in your humanization prefer to eat (What if Henry loves apple charlottes?)

yes!!! eating is one of life’s biggest joys! always love talking and learning about food and watching people cook and eat and express their happiness, so this was a fun one to answer.

thomas a. billington: thomas needs something to chew or suckle on in the break room. think of any candy that your grandma would store on her detailed glass bowl. tootsie rolls, werther’s hard caramel candy, jolly ranchers… you get it. he doesn’t have any particulars when it comes to filling dishes and most of his diet consist of snacks and candies hence his thinner and shorter build.

edward pettigrew: he loves a good hot black tea with a side of rich tea biscuits or scones. he’s the guy who knows too much about tea. stomach ache? ginger tea. sleep aid? chamomile’s the way. for the more filling dishes, edward prefers light savory dishes with feta cheese involved. he’s really fond of fërgesë from his home country, but there’s no place on sodor that could make a mean one, so he settles with making it at his own home.

henry stanier: sliced apples! when he’s in a good mood, he’d shape them into little bunnies. he likes anything savory with a strong taste too, like his mother’s curry. henry loves a full course, hearty meal that tastes and feels good, and growing up, he’s always had a large appetite (fast metabolism). henry doesn’t like anything greasy or deep fried because it’ll make his stomach acid flare up. I had to look up what apple charlottes is, and yeah, I can tell you that henry would love it.

gordon j. gresley: gordon has a sweet tooth but he’s self conscious about it and has an image to uphold so he’ll tell anyone who’s making him coffee to make it black (he adds a packet of cream and sugar when nobody’s seeing) without anything added (his friends see right through him). his favorite dessert is orange float with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. gordon also likes food that is usually eaten together with friends or family (something something lazy susan) like pork roast or kway teow or thick beef stew with mashed potatoes. big portions are necessary!

james a. hughes: sweet margarita is james’ favorite drink to have during outings with his friends. he also loves a good french onion soup, especially paired with croutons (do not make them too hard or he’ll riot!!). speaking of croutons, james loves fondue and he always fights over it with thomas. really, any food that looks good and makes him look well-off would be on his favorites list (please, james, why does most of these dishes involve alcohol in one way or another). he also likes sweet danish pastries.

percival “percy” avonside: he’s a simple man when it comes to food he likes. sandwiches are the way to go! carbohydrates, proteins, the tasty stuff — it’s all there! eggs benedict (he puts another english muffin on top so the sauce won't spill everywhere) is his most favorite since it makes him feel special and fancy. percy also loves good coffee, usually mixed with condensed milk or mocha, since he delivers the night mail train.

tobias “toby” holden: tiramisu is his favorite dessert and he prefers it made with more coffee content. he has helped out henrietta many times with making it to the point he’s has the process memorized. for savory dishes, he loves some good lasagna with extra beef content in the sauce. it’s gotta drench. really, toby loves his layered food huh

montague “duck” collett: he’s not picky when it comes to food given to him, so he just eats what any average joe would eat (eggs on toast for breakfast, sandwich for lunch, sausage with potatoes and peas for dinner). normal person food. duck makes sure he has his meal three times a day and follows the motto; “eat before you’re hungry, stop before you’re full.” also diesel made mango panna cotta once for him as a desperate token of apology and duck fell in love with it.

donald and douglas dunalastair: like thomas, they don’t really have much preference for filling meals. dessert, though? now that’s the stuff. donald loves cranachan so SO much he wishes he could eat it every day. douglas likes candies more instead of softer, silkier desserts, like black licorice or peppermint candy. they also eat only twice a day since they get full super quickly. amazing how so much strength for shoveling snow is stored behind their lanky bodies. they also drink irn bru

oliver t. swindon: oliver loves shepherd's pie because it’s practical. everything he needs is right there, fitting for someone who doesn’t like complicated things. as for the sweet stuff… even after forgetting some of his memories after his rescue, oliver remembers the feeling and taste of halo-halo on his tongue clearly, something he missed dearly.

giovanni vin diesel: diesel loves bruschetta. he puts some pepper flakes on top for that spice kick. he also loves sfincione, specifically the way his family would make it, but, like edward, nobody on sodor knows how to cook a decent one (too much sauce, too thick of a bread, or too soggy) which makes him a bit sad. diesel’s kind of picky when it comes to the meals he can consider “favorite” because he believes he’s the most qualified in the culinary field on sodor due to his upbringing.

mavis hawthorne: a slice of blackforest cake always makes her heart sing. not too heavy on the whipped cream, though, because she doesn’t like her desserts too sweet. she also likes baumkuchen. whenever toby cooks lasagna, he’d make another portion to give to mavis, which quickly became her favorite and something she looks forward to during lunch breaks.

rebecca nassif: rebecca likes snacking a lot. she finds joy in eating! she grew up surrounded by meals. like diesel, because of her upbringing, she’s always been an enthusiast of not only food, but culinary arts as a whole. she loves cold desserts that usually remind her of her old neighborhood like this pistachio kulfi that she would made when she was younger. rebecca also missed having knafeh and mafruka since moving to sodor (it’s been like... a week.)

nia e. wanjala: whenever nia feels like treating herself to something good, she’d make her own version of the gatsby sandwich at her house. she’s especially keen on the french fries and enjoys extra hot sauce with it. it’d take two meal times for her to finish it all. lately, nia’s also been enjoying pastries like chocolate muffins and bombolone (chocolate fillings are her favorite).

lady: as part of her mission to understand humanity and their intrapersonal relationships, lady developed an affinity to eating. she’d eat anything as long as it’s acceptable by human standards even though she doesn’t have to. lady wants to understand that people eat not only to survive but as a way to show their love and culture. isn’t the greatest blessing to be bestowed upon living things the ability to consume to their heart’s content? does her lack of mortal needs indicate her lack of personal desire? anyways her favorite foods are fish and chips with sweet mayonnaise on the side and soft serve vanilla ice cream.

diesel 10: his go-to is black coffee mixed with red bull (added with some other weird concoction if he feels like it). some scrambled eggs with a dash of hot sauce for breakfast. some fried bacon if he has some self respect for the day. some dried sardines if he wants to feel miserable. some baklava with extra syrup and pistachio if he wants to treat himself because the sound of the crunch eases his stress

#asks #eddieeeei #casa tidmouth #truly life’s greatest joys. I love food I love consuming and loving!!!!!!!#writing this was fun but a few things make me sad #fyi diesel used to work at his family’s generational restaurant while rebecca used to help her family’s catering service

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An unhinged rant about the old name of Minecraft's "Single Biome" world option and also a suggestion for a new worldgen type that would be neat I Guess but also I'm running on like 2 hours of sleep and I need to go for a fairly long walk in like 6 hours because I didn't do so yesterday and also my lunch plans basically require me to do so, anyway

Ok so when Single Biome was first added it was called "Buffet" generation and like. From that name you'd expect it to allow you to mix-and-match biomes, like if you were eating at a buffet, right? But you can't! You can only pick one biome and a worldgen type! I don't go to Harvester or Toby Carvery or some other restaurant that no-one outside the UK has heard of and go up to their respective self-service food thing and then get like. A bowl of Just Pasta or a plate of Just Roast Potatoes (respectively) or whatever and ignore the other things for the rest of the meal.

And like, they renamed it to "Single Biome" (though personally I would have gone with something like "Custom Order" or something because it's like you're ordering your map from options on a menu, and also I like food metaphors and also food in general) and also took out the option to make Nether and End-style worlds (which they shouldn't have done since now it's lost most of its utility), but they kept the old header?

So anyway I think it would be cool if they reworked Single Biome, right, but instead of a single biome you can pick as many as you want from a list, and the worldgen type, and whether or not structures spawn. Maybe even incorporate some of Superflat's functionality as well and let players add things like extra layers of blocks and structures that aren't meant to spawn in the selected biomes or whatever. Maybe even have presets for biome-selection and structure settings so you can pick the "Default Overworld" preset and the Nether worldgen type to make an Overworld-flavoured Nether.

I don't know how to end this in a way that flows naturally. Check out @wjbsart I guess; a couple of days ago (at time of writing) I did some fanart of a game I like and it got like 5 notes, three of which were me. Also listen to Do You Like Rock Music? by Sea Power.

#mineblr #minecraft #rant #long post #(kinda)

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