#🙃 yum

[firstkanaphans]

i have this habit of reading ao3 before i sleep or i just won't get sleep (yeah i am a teenager with effed up sleep habits)

and i realised that there are not enough sickfics in the firstkhao fandom 😭😭 like there are a few under akkaye but nothing under sandray (i don't remember if there is anything under alangaipa cause there is probably nothing)

so obviously i have a request to my fav writer which is PLEASE GIVE ME SICKFICS DJDNDNNSJDND

the absolute tenderness of looking after your lover, trying to shield them from it all and them just clinging on to you... I WILL CRY

i would love to read any sickfic from you, be it any fk couple. hope you dont mind this request <3

Anon, I really hope you're still around to read this because I know it's been ages since you requested it, but look! I wrote you a SandRay sick!fic. I hope you enjoy 💕 Word Count: 2227

Ray was sick. Or, well, he had been. 

For days he had been fighting off a bad case of the flu and although he had a tendency to become extra stubborn when he was ill, Sand took care of him without argument. He cooked Ray delicious homemade soup, washed the sweat from his body so that he wouldn’t get a chill, and made sure he never missed a dose of his medicine.

At the height of his illness, Ray had found Sand’s unwavering attention annoying since all he wanted to do was sleep, but now, as the fever started to abate, he realized just how lucky he had been. It didn’t seem fair that all of that attention had been wasted when Ray wasn’t alert enough to appreciate it. So even though he was feeling better, he pretended that he wasn’t.

He was sitting in bed propped up on a mountain of pillows when Sand walked into the room that night with his evening meds. Ray gave him a wobbly smile and then immediately dissolved into a coughing fit that was only half for show.

Sand frowned, setting the glass of water and pills he was carrying down onto Ray’s bedside table before climbing onto the mattress with him, his hand raised to feel Ray’s forehead. Ray just watched him, wide-eyed and innocent. He knew his cheeks were flushed, but it wasn’t from fever. He had spent the past couple minutes pinching them hard enough to color his skin. He wanted it to look convincing.

“You’re not feeling any better?” Sand asked, dropping his hand back to his side. “You look better. Whenever I touched you before, you would just yell and swat me away.”

“I feel a little better,” Ray allowed, blinking at his boyfriend owlishly.

“Well, if you’re not feeling a lot better by tomorrow, we may need to go back to the doctor. I’m worried about you.”

“There’s no need to worry,” Ray said, pulling on Sand’s arm so that he was forced to sit down on the bed next to him. “I’m fine!”

If this had been a normal day, Sand probably would have rolled his eyes, but because Ray was sick, he didn’t. He just wrapped his arm around Ray’s shoulders and held him tight. Although Ray liked their usual teasing banter, he liked this too. He liked being spoiled. He liked that Sand had been staying home to take care of him instead of running off to a bunch of different jobs he didn’t need. He liked how his illness sanded down Sand’s rough edges. He liked that at their essence, this was what they were: soft and in love. “Do we have any more ice cream?”

Sand dutifully brought Ray a bowl of ice cream and they spent the night cuddling in bed watching movies. Ray knew it was destined to be his last night of sick leave; in the morning, he would be forced to make a miraculous recovery. But, he had to admit, it was time.

Ray woke up with the sun only to find that Sand was still asleep next to him, which was odd. Sand was an early riser. Figuring he was simply exhausted from the days spent taking care of Ray, Ray leaned in to kiss him on the forehead only to find that he was burning up. 

Ray pulled back in alarm, quickly replacing his lips with his hand, but the result was no better. Sand was sweltering hot to the touch. Too hot. Right? Ray wasn’t sure. He had never had to diagnose anyone before.

“Sand?” he said, shaking his boyfriend frantically. Sand would know what to do. Sand always did. “Sand, wake up. I think you’re sick!”

Sand very clearly did not want to wake up. He rolled away from Ray, buried his head underneath the covers, and started coughing. “Just bring me some medicine,” he said, his voice muffled. “I’ll be fine.”

Ray hopped out of bed immediately, determined to get the medicine for him as fast as possible, but it was only as he was standing alone in the middle of the room that he realized he had no idea where the medicine was kept. They had moved into this apartment together only a few weeks before. It would have been sooner, but Sand took some convincing because the apartment was technically way out of his budget.

In the end, Ray had worn him down, but Sand had adamantly refused to spend the extra money on movers, so they had done everything themselves. Or, well, Sand had. Ray had thanked him with copious amounts of blowjobs. It had seemed like a good system at the time, but now he had no idea where anything was.

He wandered into the bathroom and began looking through cabinets, figuring that was the most likely place for medicine to be, and eventually he found a couple bottles that looked familiar. They were empty.

Ray ran back into the bedroom, waving the bottles around frantically. “Sand, I think we’re out. What do I do now? Sand?” Sand was apparently too delirious to answer him. He wasn’t yet asleep, but his only response to Ray’s voice was a pained groan. Ray stared down at the bottles in his hand hoping that if he wished hard enough, they would simply refill themselves. But of course they didn’t.

It was then that Ray remembered Sand offering him a handful of pills the night before that Ray had only pretended to take since he was only pretending to be sick. He rushed over to his bedside table and pulled the pills out of his drawer.

“Sand, here,” he said excitedly, coming around to his side of the bed with a glass of water. “You need to take these.”

With some gentle coaxing, he was eventually able to get Sand to sit up and take the pills, but he looked horrible and collapsed back down onto the mattress immediately. Ray just stared at him helplessly, trying to figure out what in the world he was supposed to do next.

He thought about calling Sand’s mom or his own dad or, hell, Mew—literally anyone who might be able to help—but his pride stopped him from actually picking up the phone. Sand had taken care of him for nearly a week without any help at all. Surely, Ray could do the same. 

He took a deep breath and forced himself to think. The first thing he needed to do was buy more medicine.

“Sand? Sand?” he asked, shaking his boyfriend’s limp body. He had planned to ask whether Sand would be okay alone for a few minutes while he ran to the store, but Sand didn’t respond. He was fast asleep. In the end, Ray decided to go. He changed clothes, made sure Sand’s phone and a glass of water were easily within his reach, and then promised he would be back in fifteen minutes. As he stepped out their front door, he couldn’t help but think Sand would probably be better off alone than in his inept care.

Ray realized his first mistake within minutes: he had not taken a picture of the meds he needed to replace. When he reached the pharmacy right around the corner from their apartment, he was immediately overwhelmed by the options and he had no clue what Sand needed. He tried googling it only to become overwhelmed again, but in the end, a nice older lady helped him pick out a couple things she thought would be useful and Ray threw a few extras into his basket as well. Just in case.

When he returned home, Sand hadn’t moved, but he was shivering and covered in sweat, so Ray grabbed a washcloth and a basin of water and did his best to clean him. It wasn’t as easy as Sand made it look. His motions were clumsy and he felt sure that if Sand were conscious enough to know what was happening, he would have laughed at his efforts.

After that, Ray bundled Sand back into bed and headed into the kitchen to make soup for the first time in his life. On the night Ray had first fallen ill, Sand had made him a pot of soup that tasted so good he had devoured it within a day. It was Sand’s mom’s recipe and she claimed it had healing powers. Ray didn’t doubt it. Sand told him his mom’s soup was the one bright spot of getting sick. That it almost made the whole thing worth it. So Ray knew he needed to make it for Sand, too.

He had texted Sand’s mom and picked up the ingredients while he was out, but now that he was staring at them spread out over the counter, he felt less confident about his ability to recreate the recipe. There was nothing he could do about that now. He sighed and got started chopping the vegetables. Badly. Sand did most of the cooking in their house. Ray was starting to realize that Sand did most of everything.

Hours later, the finished soup was simmering on the stove and Ray smelled like a Thai restaurant. He quickly hopped in the shower, washing off the last vestiges of his own illness and the evidence of his poor cooking, and then headed back to the bedroom where Sand was still asleep. He held his hand out to feel Sand's forehead and although his body temperature felt more normal than before, he was still shivering. 

Ray didn’t know what else to do so, feeling helpless, he simply laid by his boyfriend’s side and wrapped his arms around him, praying that the worst of it would soon go away. Was this what it had felt like for Sand to watch him be sick over the past week? Had Ray only prolonged that pain by pretending he wasn’t well? 

The shivering stopped. They both fell asleep.

Ray was awoken some time later by Sand moving in his arms. He sat up immediately, ready to run and fetch whatever Sand needed to feel better, but when Sand finally opened his eyes, he no longer looked pained. Just tired. 

“Are you okay?” Ray asked, reaching for Sand’s face as if searching for an injury he already knew didn’t exist. “What do you need? Medicine? Water? Food? I made soup!”

Ray was cursing himself for not setting alarms for Sand’s medicine the way Sand had done for him when Sand gave him a weak smile. “You made soup?” he teased and that, at least, told Ray the medicine was working.

“I did!” Ray insisted.

“Well then some soup might be nice.”

So Ray hopped out of bed and prepared a bowl of soup for Sand. When he returned to the bedroom, he found Sand already sitting propped up on a couple pillows, taking better care of himself than Ray had taken of him.

“You look better,” he said.

“I feel better,” Sand agreed.

“I’m sorry I got you sick.”

Sand shrugged. “It was bound to happen. Now about this soup…”

Ray refused to pass Sand the bowl, scared he might drop it, but he dutifully scooped a spoonful of Tom Yum out and offered it to him. Sand sniffed it hesitantly before taking a bite.

The soup had barely touched his tongue before his whole face scrunched up in distaste. He quickly tried to school his features, but it was too late. Such an extreme reaction was hard to miss.

“What’s wrong?” Ray asked, trying a bite himself. All he could taste was salt. He made the same face Sand had and suddenly, he felt like he was going to cry.

“Oh, don't cry,” Sand said, taking the bowl from him, setting it down on the bedside table, and then pulling him into a hug. Even though Ray was no longer sick and certainly didn’t deserve the comfort, he let himself be held anyway.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice thick with unshed tears. “I’m such a crappy boyfriend. You took such good care of me for a whole week and I can’t even make you a pot of soup without fucking it up. I haven’t even been sick these past couple days. I’ve just been pretending so you would pay more attention to me!”

“Oh, baby. I know.”

That was enough to stop Ray’s tears. “You do?”

“Of course I do. You’re not a very good liar. But look, it’s fine. It’s the thought that counts,” he said, running his fingers through Ray’s hair. Surprisingly, that was all it took to calm him down.

“I’ll get better,” Ray promised, leaning his head on Sand’s shoulder. “And I’ll order you more soup from that place you like.”

“You’re doing fine,” Sand soothed. “Just stay here with me. That’s all I need. You’re all I need.”

Ray laid with his head on Sand’s chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart. “I love you,” he said because that was the one thing he knew he could provide. He had more than enough love to give.

Sand smiled and kissed the top of his head. “I love you too.”

#only friends the series #only friends fanfic #sandray #sandray fanfic #sarah writes things #fun fact: while i was writing this fic i learned that tom yum actually does have healing powers #apparently the capsaicin in the peppers boosts immune response #i have a master’s degree in nutrition 🙃

[alwaysbethewest]

I don’t read a lot fic so I’m simultaneously living in an ignorant lalaland but also wanting more and afraid to venture into wild territory for fear of repeatedly encountering the Joel you mentioned. If even someone like me has noticed it, then it’s truly pervasive. I like to think I do a decent job of separating the character from their dominant trope/au/fanon but it gets hard <insert Oscar Isaac coffee gif>

I'm kind of in the same boat! I'm not reading that much these days (and when my brain is ready to I have a looong to-read list for other characters!) but I like to scroll through the fandom tag and skim the summaries. I'm sure there IS some great, thoughtful, in-character fic out there but I rarely see anything that draws me in. I've actually literally just added a tag filter for his name so I can stop looking in the first place because I find it so dispiriting and confusing 😕

#i hate to even say this stuff out loud because i truly don't want to yuck anyone else's yum or whatever the saying is #it feels shitty to become self-conscious about what you want to write and i don't want to make anyone feel bad #AND i know that my own fics are often not that in-character #i really don't believe that being perfectly in-character is the most important thing #but at the same time i just am so.... #confused by the predominant themes and tropes and how much they do not align with my vision of this character #a deeply sad broken hollowed out tired man #who probably barely finds it in him to regularly fuck his long term partner #(not that she is ever acknowledged either 🙃🙃🙃) #much less someone younger than his dead daughter #like where did that.... come from #sorry if this makes me an asshole!!!! oh well #anonymous #ask #and i am purposely not using full names or tags lol bc i'm just saying my thing to my followers not trying to start a whole conversation 😬

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

Note to self: do not eat leftover thai green curry as first meal of the day

#it's so yum but i just know my stomach is not gonna be happy #my mouth is on fire #have had some natural yoghurt to counter it lol #i love spicy food but spicy food does not like me 💔👄💔 #my stomach already feels blegh from it 🙃

[peggysousfan]

When you eat nothing all day and have two things of coffee and a bang... It almost feels like you can see sounds😅

#I may need help #Oops #Coffee #Yum #Highly caffeinated #And anxiety on overdrive #This should be fun💀🙃

[bl00dst41ned]

✧ ˚ · . unexpected . · ˚ ✧

pairing: jude bellingham x black!reader

summary: in which fans find out about Jude’s biggest secret

author’s note: hé vzy j’ai rien à dire (ouais ouais je parle français mtnt)

faceclaim: @rayan.xasan, @dejacorin (for most of the art (check it out btw, she’s so talented) and @rosegyaI with a capital i (on twitter) for the art and cat (also the baby is velour, danileigh and dababy's daughter)

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judebellingham life is good

jobebellingham ugly 🤢

→ judebellingham yeah shut up🙄

vinijr top man 🌟

yourusername photo creds ??

→ judebellingham no you'll be alright

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yourusername just wanted to show what art i have done lately

yourbsf TYLERRRRR

→ yourusername YESSSS

judebellingham paint me next 🙃

→ yourusername already did just never told you

user1 it’s beautiful girlie

→ yourusername thx love <333

judefan we were just dumb

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yourusername little things that make me happy everyday

judebellingham hey pretty girl

→ yourusername i have a boyfriend 🙅🏾‍♀️

yourbsf these cookies look yums

→ yourusername i know i need some more NOW

jb4life she even posted him

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yourusername when he keeps his girls happy

judebellingham 🤍🤍

yourbsf Auras the happiest baby

→ yourusername i swearrrr she's always smiling

madders tell Aura her favourite uncle said hi

→ trentarnold66 yeah sure

→ jordanhenderson you guys are delusional, i’m her favourite

→ levicolwill favourite grandpa maybe but nothing more

→ jobebellingham she's clinging to me as we speak but okay

anotherfan niece ?!? what is going AWN ??

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judebellingham little post to introduce you to my favourite girls, Y/N and our baby Aura

yourusername can't believe we created her

→ judebellingham i know she's perfect

user2 the matching hats 🥹🥹

england ❤️

jobebellingham i see Aura mastering what i taught her

→ judebellingham so you're the one who did that...

like and repost for support

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#written by bl00dst41ned #football #football fluff #football headcanon #football smau #football social media au #football x black reader #football x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham headcanon #jude bellingham smau #jude bellingham social media au #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x black reader

[the-paper-monkey]

what are popular hp fanon characterisation/tropes/backstories that you don't agree with or enjoy?

Hmmm. I'm not going to yuck anyone else's yum, but I suppose a few tropes I wouldn't personally write are:

Godfather Snape. Assuming Purebloods even have Godparents, I reckon Lucius would just use the opportunity to win the favour/loyalty of an advantageous political connection lol. In my mind, Fudge is Draco's Godfather.

'Down and Out' Draco. Might contradict myself and end up writing this anyway, but I don't believe that any wealthy young pureblood of a 'good' family is going to fall on hard times, no matter their crimes. Especially because his... loyalties are all likely palatable and sympathetic to the average wizarding elite. Such a promising young man, would hate to see a minor indiscretion like becoming a Death Eater ruin his future aspirations 🙃

Tom Riddle the suave flirt. I've mentioned this before, but. I urge you all to go reread that Hepzibah scene. Boy has no game. He's just hot.

I also headcanon Draco as a lot less remorseful than he is depicted in many Drarry fics. Especially directly after the war. Draco is a prideful, vindictive little shit and I see him spending more time looking for someone to blame than taking responsibility himself.

#anon #asks

[the-nocturnal-writer]

Evenfall Grove Dev Log 2

So real-life things have been kicking my ass, which was delaying everything I tried to do for the past few months. 🙃 A bit frustrating, but things have settled a little, so I hope everything will be back on track with my writing! 

Sorry for the lack of posting as well, like I said, lots of real-life shenanigans kept me offline and from being able to write. Now that I’m back, I’m going to finish designing the looks of some characters and as a bonus, I’m even going to draw concept pieces for certain locations in Evenfall (Like The Wolf Den)!

I plan to finish Ashborn up and get started on the second lot of romanceable characters- I shall reveal one name because I’m excited for them. 👀

ROWAN. Feral? Yes. Mysterious? Second to Heke. Overly calm about the chaos going on? Suspiciously so.

I won’t ramble on about it any longer, just happy to be back to things. I am, at least soon is the hope. Going to upgrade my equipment as well, while I’m grateful for my little Chromebook pushing through hell to work for me, I’d like to get a laptop I can actually use the software I need on, I’ve figured out ways on chrome to do it, it’s just not making my job easier. So, here’s to hoping I can save up soon (some are recommending opening commissions, but I’m still not sure…)

I have been brainstorming when I can! I had so many ideas I needed to get out, some not even relating to Evenfall (later projects for future Sin to enjoy). I’ll share some of my thoughts, but not all of them, don’t wanna spoil some stuff.

So I wanted to develop the MC’s background a little to better mix it in with the main storyline. It has a lot to do with their parents (who are deceased long before the events of Evenfall Grove). Basically, my brain needed a giant dose of ‘You have more to do with things happening then you think’, my favourite flavour of story. Yum. 

Another idea was only if going down Heke’s route, well it’s still present as a fact, but it’s only really touched on if the MC romanced Heke… Which will be very interesting to write (Painful too, but I think it will be worth it.)

Those are the two I can share without revealing and spoiling too much. Plus! I’ve got to get myself back into gear and catch up on everything.

Thank you so much, all of you! Thank you for being so patient while I get things in order and to new readers- Hello and thank you for your interest in Evenfall Grove! I hope to not disappoint… 🥺

Remember to hydrate, eat your meals and take medicine (if you take any)!

~ Red

#evenfall grove if #dev log #writer ramble #I'm back!

[heavyhitterheaux]

How Ree's car got totaled on the way to Kentucky, she went back home to Maryland and still made it back on time for the show and Jackman gave her backstage passes 🥴😐

Okay, buckle the fuck up because

HERE

WE

GO

Okay sooo I'm really not going to get into the whole accident part because I'm still pretty sad about it for obvious reasons but I will give yall a timeline about how everything worked out

I left on Friday at 3 am from Maryland in order to get to Louisville by 1:30- 2 pm because the way I drive, it was NOT about to take 9 hours

Zoom zoom, bitch

Okay anyway

We are literally 3 and a half hours away when the accident happened and why when my dumbass made sure I had all my limbs and my glasses weren't broken, I was like.... okay soooo.... how are we getting to Kentucky?

BITCHHHHH THE FUCKING DEDICATION

I was very upset because I knew that I had to call my sister and I feel like I failed because I wanted to prove that I was responsible enough to do this seeing as I basically don't go anywhere without her

I have literally never been away from my sister longer than like 72 hours

And of course she's like you're my only sister and I could care less about the car all that matters is that you're alive 🥺

And of course we both proceeded to cry

Long story short, I had to end up going back home (keep in mind ya girl was more than halfway there)

So Shantai who was driving my car at the time (remember she went with me to see him in October)

She gets admitted to the hospital because she basically blacked out while she was driving my car and yeah

ANYWAY

So my big sister, Rae, comes to the rescue

She had dropped me off at the nail shop because two of them broke in the accident and she's like it looks like we're going on a road trip 😭😭😭

She knows how important this was to me and that this was basically a late birthday/Christmas gift to myself and I was determined to get back to Kentucky because I fought for my damn life to get those tickets

Like I was crying so much that it wasn't even funny

I got some things out of my car when I originally went home, but coming back with Rae, I got the rest and took the plates off

(We not gonna talk about how my front license plate was basically ripped off and sitting in the back seat along with other pieces of my car 🙃)

Like airbags are deployed and the entire underside is ruined and yeah soo

TOTALED

Just grateful to walk away without any broken bones, I'll take the broken heart from losing my first car that I worked so hard for

Onto bigger and better and I can't change the past

We left Sunday morning at 3 am, got into Louisville around 2 something and because the reservation was still in Shantai's name and they actually HELD THE ROOM (which we were all very surprised by), we stayed at The Galt House Hotel which is right next to the KFC Yum Center.

THAT SHIT WAS NICEEEE

It was like a damn apartment up in that bitch

And I was lowkey sad about not being able to be there that long

Like ya girl was about to visit Churchill Downs, eat Alfredo at Vincenzo's and go to Morris Deli

But it's okay, I'll be back

So because I am fucking exhausted, I go to sleep and get up to take a shower and get ready

BITCHHHHH I'm hype now

I GET TO SEE MY BABY FOR THE SECOND TIME IN 2 MONTHS

Okay so let's get into this outfit

White shirt

Black tulle skirt

Fishnets

Combat boots

Leather jacket

YA GIRL WAS LOOKING FUCKING AMAZING, OKAY!?! (And I got Hella compliments. Everyone was like you look so pretty 🥺😭)

By this time, it's like 7:40 and we walk to the arena

IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING

Anyway, the arena is huge and it took us a minute to find our seats

Once we did, I could have cried because it was like the perfect view 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Okay so me and Rae are vibing to the opening acts and then I hear the first notes of Talk of the Town and I was like

BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HERE

WE

FUCKING

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AHHHHHHHH

When he hit the stage I SWEA TA GAWD he looked so fine and I said it loud as shit too lmao

My sister was like Oh... he is cute

I was like HEAUX BACK UP!

I SAW HIM FIRST 😭😭😭

So we're dancing and singing however why do I always happen to pick the section that is NEVER lit

(Section 111 do better, babes. Ya killing me smalls)

But I don't fucking care

YA GIRL IS GOING IN

SUNDOWN

GHOST

21C/DELTA

TYLER HERRO

LUV IS DRO

WARSAW

Literally screaming every lyric at the top of my lungs

Okay so boom

OUTFIT CHANGE

I was like okay baby I see you looking like you stepped out 1970

Oh important side note: URBAN WAS FUCKING HIDING ALL NIGHT FROM ME AGAIN (I'm getting real tired of his shit)

Okay back to the story

LIKE A BLADE OF GRASS

MOVIE STAR

NAIL TECH

POISON

WHAT'S POPPIN

ALREADY BEST FRIENDS

INDUSTRY BABY

Oh

My

Gawd

When he did State Fair, I just about MELTED 🥺🥺🥺

And then the girl with the sign talking about the titties missed you

And Jack was like excuse me this is a family show 😭😭😭

But yet...

You got a song called I Wanna See Some Ass bro....

Okay, Jackman

Of course he had the hose and acted like a damn fool

And of course the little basketball thingy

They kept missing except one person so Jack was like if I make it, they all win

He missed like 3 times

And I was like bitch

Cancel the movie NEOW 😭😭😭

Like he is the definition of white men can't jump lmaooooo

I kid, I kid lmao

Anyway

IT WAS HOT AS FUCK IN THERE

And the fire DID NOT HELP

I was like STINK TURN.IT.OFF.NEOW.

A bitch almost came out her clothes

(Backstage with Jackman's eyes only of course)

So I'm just so PROUD OF HIM 😭😭😭

Of course he ended with First Class and we wait until it clears out because I wasn't trying to get trampled and if someone stepped on my skirt it would have been on sight

And when we get to the merch line, my sister was like uhh yeah imma need a shirt too 😭😭😭

She has officially come to the dark side

I saw my mother in law and she is actually taller than what I expected

Like I was just walking, turned to the left and did a double take lmaoooo

And I told her I would help cook for Christmas lmaoo

Like Jack stole her entire face 😭😭😭

So we get our shirts and... I TOOK A PIC NEXT TO THE KFC BUCKET WITH BIG HEAD'S FACE ON IT!

That bucket was tall as fuck

Okay so after that

We only slept for four hours before getting back on the road to go home

We made it to the Maryland state line in 6 hours 😭

Very thankful my sister drove because even though I wasn't driving when the accident took place, I just can't bring myself to do it right now.

All in all

I had an amazing time and much thanks to my big sister for saving the day and making her little sister's wish come true 🥺

#ree's thoughts #finally saw bae in concert #AGAIN #concerts with ree #i want jack to show me why his name is missionary jack #imma kick urby's ass when I see him

[tuituipupu]

i am simply HOLA MI BÉ BÉ 💃🏻BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEÉBRRRRRRRREATHEEEEEEE BREATHE 😮‍💨 FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE 🤺 YOU BETTER BRIVIDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII 🥶 A VOLTE NON SO ESPRIMERMIIIIIIIIIIIDON’T KNOW (HEY!) ALL I NEED IS LOOOOOOOOOOVE 😜 LOCK ME 🤪🔒🙃 SIDEWAYYYYYYYYYSSSLO MO MO MO MO MO BOOTY 🍑 HYPNOTIC 😵‍💫 MAKE YOU WANT MOŽE MOŽE MOŽE🧼MIDNIGHTTTTT 🕛 IT’S TIME TO PUT YOUR FACE ON💄 GAME SET 🤼🏁 A KILLER SHARK IN HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS🦈👠👜HEY HO! LET’S GO!!!!!!!!!! 😤 FOLKLORE AND ROCK ‘N’ ROLLLLLLLLITTLE KITTY 🐈 DON’T U KNOW THAT BEING GREEN IS HOT 🥬🔥BEING GREEN IS COOOOOOOOOLLET ME BE YOUR HALOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 💫NOT SURE I TOLD U BUT I REALLY LIKE UR TEETH 🦷 NOT SURE U HAVE A NAME SO I WILL CALL U KEITH 🐺💛🐺 YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM- 🍌🍌🍌🍌🍌🍌🍌

#i hope this is studied in history classes internationally - for 10 marks argue the level of cultural reset slay #well goodnight everyone. #3am tings #listen this may be no 2021 but we have some iconic lyrics that are just…. their own art. #Eurovision #Eurovision 2022 #welcome to my brain

[vermillioncontraband]

I have resisted too long to brain rot on here my obsessive fixation on Deathgasm (2015) and specifically the character Zakk. I have to brain rot, I must 🙃

I’ve taken a while to just make a profile and drop prompts because well - I was worried it’d go against the direction of fandom canon. I don’t know if it’s because it’s one of my ASD traits showing because I can’t defy canon of any kind without some measure of guilt.

I respect everyone’s different povs of the Deathgasm fandom and if I write any fanfics or anything I would love feedback.

However, I’m probably going to write more gender fluid bisexual Zakk with a fem! Brodie bisexual oc character. I do ship Zakk/Brodie because they are amazing but my brain sits too long on my experience as a gender fluid femme I cannot help but write and draw Zakk/fem oc works.

Some of my work may veer in gender neutral oc territory but I’m not confident in capturing it well yet.

I really hope it doesn’t yuck someone’s yum is all I’m saying. I’ve been really loving everyone’s creativity in the fandom so I hope to continue to see all types of sick artwork, prompts, rambles and overall brain rot from everyone ❤️

#deathgasm #zakk deathgasm

[theelispace]

here, have the worlds delicious chocolate croissant cause idk what to ask you rn 🙃

Yum :)

#eli's funky askbox

[c-h-e-r-r-i-e-s]

Must confess I gamble reading so much Choso stuff bc he’s prime mommy kink material but I have a child and if my partner ever called me mommy I’d need so much therapy 🙃 anyway I just scroll past bc it’s def a lot of peoples Yum just not mine.

Things change when you have someone screaming mommy at you all hours of the day lol

[peggysousfan]

When you eat nothing all day and have two things of coffee and a bang... It almost feels like you can see sounds😅

#I may need help #Oops #Coffee #Yum #Highly caffeinated #And anxiety on overdrive #This should be fun💀🙃

[benbamboozled]

Okay as someone who only tangentially knows about nightwing, I enjoyed the grayson series. I'm a whole-ass lesbian but watching him walk shirtless through a desert carrying a baby? I suddenly understood the whole "being straight" thing. Grayson cured my heterophobia lololol.

ANYWAYS it seems like you've actually read other nightwing comics so I was wondering what your take on the grayson series is? Is it OOC? If not, do you have any other comic recs where I can 👀 that 🍑?

Lol I actually haven’t read Grayson! Because…lol, okay, THIS IS STUPID I AM FULLY AWARE OF THAT, but because I resent the idea that Dick Grayson needed a series where he’s ALSO a super cool hot spy who’s a badass hot spy. ~~~OOOOH GOOD FOR YOOOOOU!!!!~~~

(Yes this is one of my personal foibles, sometimes I resent things for existing because I am odd and petty.)

I’ve thought about reading it for The Pretty, but I know certain fandom circles are, uh…less than enthusiastic about it, and certain other character fans are less than enthusiastic about it (*cough* Midnighter), so I just haven’t decided that I’m open to potentially being grumpified in favor of The Pretty yet.

Basically, I absolutely cannot speak on how IC or not it is. 🙃 I do know that I’ve read two things by Tim Seeley—one I like that a lot of people don’t (Robins) and one that was ABSOLUTELY ATROCIOUS LIKE TERRIBLE ON EVERY POSSIBLE LEVEL GAG VOMIT UGGGHHHH (Countdown to the Wedding: Red Hood vs Anarky—do not punish yourself with this it is so bad).

Sooooo I have no idea what that says about whether or not I’d appreciate Grayson!

Honestly, though, my Dick Grayson absorption is all over the map, so I’m not so much a great person to give recs I think.

Like, my foundational Dick run (hm) was Devin Grayson’s Nightwing run and, uh, that run is CONTROVERSIAL (to put it mildly), for some reasons that I agree with and some that I don’t. It also left me with a…very particular set of preferences when it comes to Dick Grayson In Comics.

(You know how 1984 starts with “imagine a boot stamping on a human face—forever”? Yeeeeeahhhh.)

If you’re in just for the pretty, the current Nightwing run—Leaping Into the Light (kind of a soft-reboot of the premise starting with #78 of the 2016 run)—is REALLY gorgeous. Like…wow. Not so much on a beefcake level necessarily, but like…gorgeous man f-i-n-g-e-r-s-t-r-i-p-e-s acrobatics long legs strong back mmmmmmmm. (I cannot be more coherent than that, just…guh.)

(I do NOT keep up with this book for the plot. The plot is…sigh. Lackluster. And the characterization is…kind of generic. AND IT TOOK NIGHTWING #93—A CONTROVERSIAL YET IMO GROUNDBREAKING ISSUE—AND BASICALLY RE-DID IT IN A WAY I FIND FRANKLY PRETTY OFFENSIVE BOTH TO STORYTELLING IN GENERAL AND THE WAY IT TREATED THE ISSUES ORIGINALLY HANDLED IN THE COMIC. ANYWAY like I said, I’m shallow and into it for the pretty pictures. Also it’s DC, and my evergreen tag “comics are bad and I hate them” is evergreen for a reason.)

I’m certain that other people who follow me have better recs/suggestions, so if anyone who follows me has insight on Grayson or feelings about good Nightwing runs for (*cough*) 🍑-purposes and wants to chime in, feel free! Reblog, reply, whatevs!

(Just, you know…if you have STRONG feelings, try to remember the “don’t yuck someone’s yum” principle. Criticism/analysis+discussion is great, but I try to keep things not suuuuper OTT negative. I don’t want anyone to feel bad about liking things.)

(No yucking anyone’s yum unless it’s Tim Seeley writing Red Hood vs. Anarky. I will never be nice about that comic and nobody can make me.)

Hopefully you’ll get some better info, anon!

#ask answered #in a very roundabout and rambling way that boils down to ‘I don’t have a good answer’ sigh. #Dick Grayson #Nightwing #i have seen some panels of RiC gRaYsOn that have made me Intrigued (tm) ngl. #i am a shallow beast at heart. #hopefully some of these words were useful. #god Bruno Redondo…I resent your eye for aesthetics because otherwise I could just look away.

[minty-bubblegum]

Yum yum toasted cookie cutter

He also eats his own teeth 🙃

HES SUCH A LITTLE DUMBASS

#Quinn! 🐋 #Don't mind me bullying him #i wanna put him in my pocket #And bring him home

[largesunglasses]

We are going up north for Sophia's birthday the last weekend of the month/ technically the first weekend of November. My sister mentioned me taking Patrick with me since there won't be enough room. I said as long as it wasn't snowing and I wasn't hitching a ride with her best friend family I was leaving at 11 and going to Wolfeboro first. She said I could dismiss Patrick at 11 and take him with me🙃. It will be fine he doesn't really complain about doing things he doesn't necessarily want to do if it makes someone else happy. He enjoys when others are excited or happy about something. I'll take him to the Yum Yum Shop and he'll be happy. I do feel bad since it will be Sophia's birthday but she is bringing a friend and I'm sure her parents won't let her miss school to leave early.