#also: do you KNOW how much whipped cream i'm going to need to top these suckers

[sweetcollywobbles]

my yandere!leon headcanons so far MDNI

hello! these are just a few headcanons i had about leon as a yandere and a person in general. there is nsfw below the cut, so MINORS AND AGELESS BIOS FUCK OFF ‼ also feel free to send me your thoughts on yandere!leon and your personal headcanons if you have any!!

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⟢ he's self-aware that what he's done to you is horrible. he knows you have every right to hate him, but that doesn't stop him from wishing you would love him back. he never meant to hurt or deceive you, but he's lost and given too much. leon wants someone to come home to, share a meal with, and feel needed and wanted. to receive a sliver of what he's given out. so forgive him if he's being selfish when it comes to you, but he deserves happiness too. so why not help him play house?

⟢ smells of bergamot and lavender. it’s nice and relaxing, but also musky and woodsy. he read somewhere that lavender calms the nerves, so he just absolutely lathers himself in the scent. Sometimes you swear he smells like sleep personified. unfortunately, he’s still a man, so he uses old spice lavender body wash. for cologne, he uses sauvage by dior. 

⟢ normalcy is hard. how can anyone go back into society as if the amount of  horrors you’ve seen, aren’t there? like you’re fine and everything is fine? so, leon has found a pretty good remedy, company. each friday, a sit down dinner with claire, chris, and jill. pizza, wings, and beer every sunday with chris watching whatever football game is on. sometimes they may not know the current standings of teams, but it’s fun to pretend that they do. yet friends can only fill the void so much, maybe with you, the world won’t feel so lonely. 

⟢ he has a major sweet tooth! likes his coffee with cream and sugar, won’t drink his coffee black unless he really needs it. leon will always have room for dessert lmao. has tried to bake, but he just doesn’t got it 💀something just always goes wrong. a big ice cream/frozen yogurt guy. once a month, leon will make a “everything under the kitchen sink” sundae. he’ll dump whatever pints of ice cream into a large bowl and top it off with whatever candy, syrup, and whip topping he has. leon is usually on a very strict diet, so why not splurge?

⟢ leon on his off time has taught himself how to smoke/grill meat. only knows how to make small side dishes to go with the meat that he’s made. mashed potatoes and grilled veggies are usually his two favorite go-to sides. 

⟢ i'm a firm believer that leon's receiving love languages are quality time and words of affirmation with a hint of acts of service. leon works a lot, whether at the office or away on another mission, this poor, tired man is always working. so when he's home be prepared to be attached at the hip. leon also has a lot of self-doubt and guilt about what he's done to you, so by telling him how much you love and appreciate him, it feeds his growing delusion that what he's done is necessary. you need him just as much as he needs you. it also adds to the reassurance when you do small things for him to show your love and appreciation, whether it’s real or not. like cleaning and folding his laundry, making him a cup of coffee in the morning, back rubs after a long day, or even packing his lunch for the day. 

i’m giggling at the thought of leon keeping all the small notes you add to his lunch, reading them when the day gets tough. or maybe he has one or two in a go-bag when he has to take small out-of-state trips for work. 

⟢ building off the one before, he won't admit it but he's clingy. he prefers showers, but will choose a bath if it means he gets a small intimate moment with you in the morning. not in a sexual sense, more in a “let’s bask in each other’s presence”. never sits across from you at a table or booth, always next to you. same thing for the couch. there could be a thousand pillows on the bed, but he always chooses yours. leon will also never lets you sleep facing any windows/doors for security reasons. there is no such thing as personal space with this man.

⟢ since leon is a yandere his reciprocating love language is all of them. he wants you to stay with him, so he is willing to drown you in his love until it's the only thing you'll ever know. i'm going to break this down a little in sections.  

⟡ leon isn't the best when it comes to choosing the words that relay how he feels. the words feel wrong and it leaves him awkward. so any sort of verbal praise from him is rare. the most you would get from him is a thumbs up and a "sure" or a pat on the back with a nod.

(😀👍🏻 <— leon fr) but, put a piece of paper infront of this man and all of a sudden he's writing words that’ll make shakespear blush. it's words so sickly sweet it gives you a toothache. leon really hates himself for not being able to verbal relay this to you, but maybe you can feel what he wants to say?

⟡ leon is just really good at showing you how he feels than telling you. I KNOW THIS MAN WOULD GIVE THE BEST HUGS BECAUSE HE SO DESPERATELY NEEDS ONE. just imagining leon giving you a bear hug, fully enveloping you, and he can't help but hold you a little closer. maybe even holds your head a little more to him. his eyes are closed, soaking up the loving moment, he might even do a little sigh of relief. because with you, he's safe. with you, he's loved. and he just wants you to feel the love he has for you through every action. to feel what he can't say. (SORRY I GOT OFF TRACK!!) leon also always has to be touching you in some way. his favorite places for kisses; nose, cheek, neck, or hand. every morning, when he's holding you close, he'll leave small repeated kisses on your neck until you wake up giggling. not really into lip kisses, but will sometimes start a lazy make out session. just loves holding you whenever he can and making sure you feel loved at all times.

⟡ leon will also do the most for you. having a hard time sleeping? he's awake with you, lightly scratching your back in small circles or holding you close while he's running his fingers through your hair. leon just can't sleep knowing that you're having a hard time sleeping. hungry but don't want to cook? he's in the kitchen cheffing it up. putting love in every plate that he makes you, even if it isn't restaurant quality. i feel like leon will also leave you small notes around the house in places that you would find, but it's little drawings instead of words. in the slow cooker, a picture of a flower. in between the dryer sheets, a bad stick figure drawing of what you think is of you and him. at some random page of the book you're reading, a simple heart. 

⟡ leon loves spending time with you. it doesn't matter what it is, even if you're doing nothing. he wants to do nothing with you. his favorite thing to do with you is listen to you. whether you’re rambling about the latest tv drama he knows nothing about or it’s late at night and you’re reading whatever book you’ve picked up. he loves being in the kitchen when you’re cooking/baking. he’s your dedicated sous chef, so feel free to boss him around like your gordon ramsay. although, i’m so sorry for the amount of “my name is sue” jokes he’ll make. loves watching movies, putting together legos/ doing diy crafts, and playing mario kart. 

I NOTICED THIS WAS GETTING LONG AND IDK IF I EXPLAINED THIS WELL BUT IM HOPING I DID. THIS WAS SOOOO SELF INDULGENT.

⟢ when it comes to pet names, leon will add a “my” to the start of it. he’s possessive and it shows in his actions. will often say: my girl, my sweetheart, my baby, my angel, etc.

nsfw (i’m not good at smut sorry)

⟢ the praise problem does not equate to what happens in the bedroom. i'm sorry, i just simply refuse. a complete 180, he's a talker. whether it's saying something so outlandishly lewd like he wants the whole world to hear or sickly sweet nothings in your ear, this dude will NOT stfu. (and it makes me giggle and kick my feet) I WILL PUT MY LIFE ON THE LINE AND SAY THAT THIS MAN IS ABSOLUTELY FERAL IN BED. he's always stressed. from his job, from the lack of self care, from the past that just never seems to leave him. he's on edge. he has healthy ways of releasing it, but sometimes the gym or extra training isn't enough. 

⟢ which can lead to leon being a little mean in bed. he’s absolutely degrading the life out of you while also giving you whiplash with the praise that he gives you as well. leon is a lot more aggressive and at some point you’re just a fleshlight to him. spanking, choking, biting, spitting, you name it, it is on the table. also licking whatever drool comes out of his mouth makes him lose his mind fr.

⟢ i'm not good at writing smut, but i do have an idea of what i think leon's favorite sex positions would be. the first one would be mating press. it's extremely intimate and it allows him to be close to your face and neck than the regular missonary position. again, he really gets off knowing that he's the one getting you off. another postition would be cowgirl, it gives him full view of your chest and face, except you're not really riding him. again, he just using you as a fleshlight like giving you the perception that you’re in control. another would be you on your belly and him basically putting you in a headlock. IDK WHAT IT’S CALLED BUT IF YKYK. and leon just saying the most down right atrocious things in your ear would make me go crazy. 

YOU’RE GONNA SIT THERE AND TELL ME YOU DON’T WANT HIS HUGE ARMS AROUND YOUR NECK, YOU’RE INSANE. 

⟢ last but not least, ✨moaning✨. i like to think that he’s a grunter and whiner at the same time. idk if that makes any sense? he’s loud but not obscenely loud. but sometimes when he overstimulates himself, he’s a complete whiner like lovi (again if ykyk).

#yandere leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy #dark leon kennedy #dark!leon kennedy

[thecynthh]

whipped cream - C.S

synopsis - y/n wants to give chris a good christmas present for working so hard this december.

notes - SMUT, food play, tied up, roughish..? dom!chris, 1849 words

a/n - MY FIRST SMUT PLS BE NICE ALSO I KNOW THIS IS LATE FOR CHRISTMAS BUT YALLS DESERVE A CHRIS FIC INSTEAD OF KEEPING THE MATT SHIT COMING (also i’m a virgin and has never kissed anyone and it’s been 18 years so don’t judge if anythings like wrong :P)

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i sat down on the kitchen table wearing nothing but a santa hat and a lovely red lingerie set. this year for chris's gift i was going to let him play with me a little and try something new.

i was gunna let him do whatever we wanted to me, so to get him started i sat down on the large rectangle dining table in the house he shared with his brothers. luckily they agreed to staying out of the house for a couple of hours while i "wrap presents" for all of them.

in reality chris was going to have as much fun as he would like with me. i toy with the cap of the fresh whipped cream can i've bought for this occasion opening it up and squirting some into my mouth.

chrissy 🦌

i'm heading home soon, can't wait to see you y/n/n

y/n/n 💞

please get home soon

*sent picture*

chrissy🦌

mamas u can’t do that to me i'm still on the road

the lock jingles and a tall, slender man walks through the door. "immmmmm homeeee" i hear chris call out.

"i'm in here babes!" i say putting down my phone after scrolling on his instagram for a bit after messaging him.

“woah-“ chris has seen me naked multiple times but he stopped in his tracks when his eyes met my body, they then trail down to the multitude of gumdrops, gummy bears as well as the can of whipped cream that lay idol next to me.

“i thought it would be nice to surprise you with a night that’s all about you. i know how hard you’ve been working on youtube and it’s only fair that i get you a good christmas present.” i saw swinging my legs underneath the table. he drops his keys and walks over to fit between my legs, pressing his growing hard on onto me. my santa hat falls behind me when he attacks me with his lips.

our lips connect with need and lust, his hand slides towards my scalp from my cheek while his long fingers grasp at my hair pulling his face away from mine.

“i think this is the best gift i could've gotten this year.” i simply reply by moaning lost without his lips on mine anymore. chris wraps my legs around him while my arm collects the sweets and whipped cream, he goes ahead on sucking on my neck while he guides us both to his bedroom.

i land onto his bed with a plop, removing the cap from the whipped cream and squirting a bit into my mouth while chris comes down and opens his mouth to get some too. swallowing the frothy cream chris rips his shirt off attempting to match my amount of bare skin, i see the stretchy waistband barely peeking out of his pants making the man in front of me even more appealing.

he comes back to the bed after stripping coming face to face with me again and begins to speak “hey mamas? can we maybe try something please?” i nod in reply. before i could reply he unclasped my bra and slid it off of me letting my breasts bounce freely.

my hand caresses his cheek, “i trust you, forever and always.” he copies me and nods in reply before he reaches in the top drawer of his dresser and pulls out a couple of bandanas. he holds one in his mouth and scoops me up putting me closer to the edge of his bed near the pole of his bed frame. straddling me he ties my hands to the bed frame with one of the bandannas and wraps one around my head covering my eyes.

“oohh i like this,” i say rubbing my thighs together feeling the slickness of my juices spilling out of me.

chris’ pov

the girl below me is absolutely stunning, i know exactly what i want from her. “okay, this might be a little cold, don't be scared.” i squirt a little bit of the cream onto her bare right nipple, she squirms a bit underneath the cold slightly arching her back. it compensate for the uncomfortable sensation i rub her clothed clit causing a moan to fall out of her mouth.

i copy what i did to her right nipple to the left, leaving two mounds of whipped cream on top of her nipples, i smile at my accomplishment. “mmh chris,” she says layed down pushing her hips into my hand trying gain any type of friction.

i become swift with the rest of the whipped cream that i wanted to paint her body with. i draw a small C and S with the cream on her stomach enclosing it with a heart, i admire my work and add two gumdrops as an addition to the mound of cream on her boob to represent her nipple.

i remove my hand that was simultaneously circling on her clit and replace it with my tongue, i taste the material of cloth that’s the only barrier between my girl and i.

she opens her mouth wide to moan in response to the contact to her pussy. seeing this, I take the opportunity to put more whipped cream in her mouth and drop a layer of gummy bears in her mouth. her moans are muffled and she refuses to close her mouth keeping the cream in the same place as i put it down in. i pull my mouth away from her and look to my right.

i pick up the polaroid camera and my phone from the bedside table, first snapping a picture on the polaroid camera from an upwards angle showing off the wet spot on her clothes pussy and my work of art on her body. whipped cream filled her mouth and the bandanna still covered her eyes. i pull out the single film from the top of the camera and leave it on the bedside table.

my phone flashes and snaps as i take more pictures from separate angles taken in the scene i’ve made infront of me. once i’m finished i say “okay ma, you did such a good job. you ready to feel good?” a needy groan comes from her mouth.

i come over to her face and lick out all of the gummy bears and most of the cream that decorate her mouth, chewing and swallowing before i go back in. instead of taking out the cream i let it dissolve between our mouths as we kiss and i explore her mouth.

i pull back from her mouth and leave a trail of kisses down to her left boob. i lick around it, taking my time before heading straight into the pile of cream, she shrieks out of the sudden pleasure and arches her back pushing more of her breast into my mouth, i groan at the sudden choking feeling in my mouth.

i pull back and leave her boob with a pop, i move quickly to the other side of her chest giving the second one as much attention as the first. “uhhhhg chris, fuccckk” she’s whimpering and moaning while i touch her.

moving to her stomach i lick the sweet cream off leaving a trail of my drool on her still. i finally give her pussy the well deserved recognition and attention after finishing the letters i drew on to her.

i give it one more kiss before pulling down her panties, a string over arousal connects the fabric and her pussy. i spend no time connecting my mouth to her clit, sucking and licking. i put my fingers to good use and began to tease her dripping hole.

“please chris..” y/n sounds so good when she’s begging for me.

without warning her i plunge my fingers into her hole and start to work my way in and out, fast. the sound of her moaning my name and my fingers slide in and out of her echo through my heart. “i-i’m close please don’t stop,” i listen to her and give her clit a small smack with my other hand causing her to squirt on my fingers and face.

“holy fuck chris,” she says panting attempting to catch her breath. “can i please be untied and take off the blindfold i need to see you.” she says between the sweet sound of her erotic noises.

“of course you can, you deserve it after being such a good girl.” i lean back to get off the bed so i can take off my bottoms and untie her. i slide my boxers and sweats down when i stood up and then move back to the bed to untie the bandannas first from her hands then her face, a few tears streamed down the side of her face while she was laying down. i pull her up to face me.

“you think you’re okay for me to keep going?” i saw looking at her with full sincerity.

“mhm, i’m okay” she tells me nodding her head while she does. i collect a few pillows and push her head down to it face first in front of the mirror.

“all fours, ass up. i wanna see you through the mirror while i fuck you.” i say into her ear, she shivers when she hears me.

she obeys my wishes and i line up right behind her, i move my hips burying myself deep into her needy cunt groaning at the contact we both longed for.

i begin to move, sliding myself in and out, “holy shit, chris.” i pick up the pace leaning forward to reach y/n’s hair scrunching it in my hand. i pull her head up so she can see us through the mirror, her mouth is gaping open, making delicious sounds each time i pound into her, again and again.

“fuck y/n! you're so tight!” my other hand finds a place on her hips helping me slide in and out. “keep your eyes open babe, look at me fuck you.” i say in a demanding tone.

her legs begin to shake and her face contorts, she yells “chris!-“ that’s all i hear before her juices come flowing onto my cock. my thrusts get sloppy and my speed slows down a bit while i chase my high. it comes not too long after y/n’s

i push myself deep into her cumming with such force. my head hangs back while i slowly guide myself and her through our highs. i pull out and collapsed beside her, my chest heaving trying to catch my breath. i look over to y/n and she stays still with a fucked out expression on her face with tears stained onto her cheeks.

“are you alright ma?” she gives me a small smile and nods. “that was the best present ever, thank you.”

“of course, i’m glad you enjoyed it. now let’s go shower and go to bed, if i can even stand.” she chuckles at the reality of things.

“i’m sorry,” i say kissing her forehead and help her get up and head to the bathroom.

a/n - this is prolly shit 🫣

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[sunny44]

We should talk

Pairing: Max Verstappen x girlfriend!reader

Warnings: none I guess.

Summary: after the fight and the thoughts that your relationship it’s not working anymore, you and Max decide to talk about it.

This is the second part of Business trip, the link of the first chapter is below.

Previous Chapter

After rolling around in bed almost all night trying to sleep I gave up, I kept thinking about last night and that it was the first serious fight we have had in 2 years of relationship and also the first time in our relationship that we slept in bad terms with each other.

I love him and I think I always will, but I was surprised at how naturally those words came out of my mouth that I began to doubt if I still wanted to be in a relationship with him.

Sometimes loving a person is not enough.

I didn't mind the many nights that I spent alone because he had to travel to race, or when he had consecutive days of simulator and came home tired at night.

When we started dating I knew that these were things that I would have to learn to deal with because that is his job.

But sometimes I feel that Redbull comes before me on occasions that are important to me like last night's stupid party as Max called it.

It was a stupid dinner but it wasn't the dinner itself that I was excited about it was to introduce him to my friends as my boyfriend and not as Max Verstappen the world champion which is how they knew him.

The hours passed and Sunday morning began, the city of Momyr Carlo was cloudy and raining, and gosh how I hated days like that.

I got up and forced myself to go to our room since all my things were there, when I entered he was sleeping and the covers were all messed up and this was a sign that he was not sleeping well, Max was a restless sleeper when he forced himself to sleep.

After doing my morning routine I got dressed in a sweatshirt set, thick socks and my slippers and after fixing the covers on him because it was so cold I went downstairs to do something for breakfast.

Waffles were my favorite thing to eat when I was sad so that's what I did, prepared them and just as I was about to start eating the doorbell rang and I was surprised since I wasn't expecting anyone but when I opened the door I saw Victoria and Luka.

"Oh hi, I didn't know you guys were coming."

"That’s strange because I'm sure you said you would be with Luka today."

"Geez I'm sorry that completely slipped my mind."

"Are you busy or..."

"I'm not, I just made waffles so if you want to come in."

"I can't stay but thank you." She smiles and puts Luka down who hugs me and runs to the kitchen. "Is everything alright? Where's Max?"

"Everything's fine and he's still sleeping."

"Ok, I'm going to go but if you need something you call me ok?"

"I will." She smiles and hugs me then leaves.

"Auntie y/n, I can't reach the waffles." He says from the kitchen and I walk over to her. "Where's Uncle Max?"

"He's still sleeping."

"Can we wake him up?"

"He's very tired so let him sleep a little longer and then wake him up, shall we?" He nods her head in agreement. "What do you think about lots of strawberries and a lot of whipped cream on top of these waffles?"

"Yeah."

After we finished eating I went to wash the things I got dirty and Luka went to play in the living room with his toys but it was very quiet so I went to see what he was doing and when I saw he wasn't in the living room I knew exactly where he was.

When I opened the bedroom door I saw him lying on top of Max sleeping with him who was hugging him, I smiled at the scene and left them sleeping.

Scenes like this made me think about our babies, Luka loos exactly like Max so sometimes this got me wonder.

I think I was alone for half an hour until I heard footsteps on the stairs, I knew it was him because the footsteps were too heavy to be Luka.

"Good morning." He says in a husky voice.

"Good morning." I reply simply without looking at him.

"Been up long?"

"I didn't get much sleep last night so yes." He comes over and sits down next to me.

"Can we talk?" I take a deep breath and agree. "I'm sorry about last night, I was an idiot and being tired was no justification for letting you go alone to the party I had promised I would go with you."

"It's not just about that stupid party Max, it's about the fact that I feel like I'm the only person in this relationship, I'm tired of feeling like I'm not a priority to you and I'm tired of not feeling loved."

"But you are, you are my priority and you are loved." He holds my face making me look at him and I feel his thumb wipe away a tear that had run down. "I love you so much and I'm sorry for making you feel that way, you are the most important person in the world to me and I promise that if you give me a chance I will show you how much I love you."

"I don't know Max."

"Please, I want to show you how much I love you, I want to marry you and I want to have a family if you want too or we can adopt a more cat’s or even a bird. I want to be your husband and the father of your children and I want to love you forever even if forever seems like a short time to love you.” By this time I was crying. "I’m only asking that you give me one more chance.”

"Do you promise that you won't talk to me like that anymore?”

"I promise, and if I do you can punch me in the face." That made me laugh between tears. "I love you and always will."

"I love you too Max." He held my face with both hands and kissed me, "And I also want to marry you and be the mother of your children."

"That's great because I really want to have children someday." I laughed and he kissed me again but we were interrupted by a certain person.

"Ew." He says making us laugh.

"I see you're awake mister." I said to her who ran to us and jumped on Max’s lap.

"I missed you." He says hugging him.

This was the reason I had told Victoria that I would take care of her this Sunday, it had been a while since they had seen each other and I knew they missed each other a lot.

"I was missing you too."

"Auntie y/n are you sad? Why are you crying?" He asks worriedly.

"I was sad with your Uncle Max but it's okay now." At that she starts to cry and gets off his lap coming to mine. "Why are you crying baby?"

"Because he fought with you but I love him and I don't want to stop loving him.” He says crying and Max laughs and I hug him.

"You don't have to stop loving him, we are not fighting anymore."

"You're not?" He asks looking at me and then at Max.

"Your auntie and I are fine okay? No need to cry."

"Shall we get some ice cream then?" He asks making us laugh immediately with his change of mood.

"All right mister, let's get your shoes on while your Uncle Max and I go put on some clothes to go out."

In the end we stick together.

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[nkn0va]

Request(Blazblue): On the day of their birthday's Makoto, Noel, Tsubaki, and Mai's S/O's back them their favorite dishes (Mai's S/O even asking Noel to help them cook for her).

I am so sorry if this gets repetitive, that's kinda how it goes sometimes for 4 character requests. Probably gonna be a bit shorter than usual.

-It doesn't take much to figure out what kind of food Makoto likes. Not only does her heritage make it pretty obvious but she's also quite the foodie in general.

-She doesn't have any particular favorite food but she is a big sweets gal, and of course being a squirrel, nuts are a personal favorite of hers. There are plenty of dishes out there that meet both those criteria, you have options.

-Eventually the idea you decided on was a chestnut parfait. Sweet, easy to make, had nuts, and had fruits to make it at least somewhat healthy. The perfect plan.

-When lunch eventually rolls around you head up to Makoto and present it to her while wishing her a happy birthday. Her mouth almost starts to water right then and there.

-She scarfs it down at record speeds that are frankly a bit concerning. She certainly enjoyed it though judging by her smile and the way her tail couldn't seem to stop wagging.

-As soon as she's done her arms wrap around you immediately in an enthusiastic showing of thanks. She's absolutely going to ask you for more in the future.

-Noel's not too much of a foodie, she absolutely prefers to cook instead of eat, much to everyone's dismay.

-However her birthday happens to fall on Christmas, so you have as good of an excuse as any to make something for her. A traditional Christmas dish could fulfill your needs well.

-You spend hours toiling away in the kitchen, making a nice, full meal for the both of you to enjoy. You figured it'd be a nice thing to do for both of you since work in the NOL has left you both unfortunately unable to go home for Christmas.

-Mercifully, your workload is at least greatly lightened for the day if not outright eliminated entirely. As soon as you're done with what little you have to do and evening comes you invite Noel over to your place, not telling her the reason.

-The first thing Noel is met with is a table filled with steaming hot food, leaving her unable to hold back her shock that you'd go so far for her.

-She doesn't know whether to kiss you or dig right in, however her nervousness gets the best of her and she opts to go for the food, which is by no means a bad choice. The effort and love you put into it really shines through.

-Mission success. Now all that's left is to pray to whatever God will listen that she doesn't get the urge to return the favor...

-Tsubaki is a sucker for chocolate, as much as she tries not to let it get to her. It gets to the point that Jin of all people worries about her in this regard.

-Her birthday just so happens to coincidentally fall on White Day, so you'd likely already be getting her chocolate anyway. The problem is having both occasions on the same day sorta ups the pressure on your part to perform.

-You eventually decided the best way to fill the criteria for both was via chocolate cake. You didn't want just some simple, easy cake from a box anyone could make, you knew she deserved better.

-Then you had an epiphany. You could indeed churn out something worthy of such a lovely lady. After spending a good amount of time in the kitchen you end up with a chocolate cake sweetened with condensed milk along topped with caramel and whipped cream. Surely this would pay off.

-Tsubaki's eyes light up as soon as she sees the fruits of your hard labor, even more so once she takes the first bite. She is practically in heaven. It felt like she was falling for you all over again.

(Can't believe it took this long to finally write for Mai. Though I'm writing this last minute on late night April 21st so what can you do lmao)

-It's rather tough for you to pin down what sort of food Mai would like considering her...complicated relationship with food.

-Whatever you do see her eat, it's completely mangled beyond recognition by whatever the hell Noel does whenever she cooks. You don't know, and frankly you don't think you want to.

-However this is going to turn out to be a nice boon for a change. Not being able to cook for Mai was a serious point of grief for you due to her supertaste, but with Noel around you can finally do so. She immediately agrees to the plan.

-After some discussion about what she typically makes for Mai and what she seems to like best, you two decide on a seafood pilaf. You'd make the base since you wanted to contribute at least something to the dish, and let Noel take it from there.

-Frankly it's a bit scary, leaving her with a perfectly normal dish and then getting it back looking like a weapon of mass destruction. This weapon of mass destruction though was all Mai could eat so you really can't complain. (Not complaining about Noel's cooking...what the hell have you come to...?)

-Mai's grin is practically ear to ear as she eagerly eats everything down, especially once she hears that both you and Noel worked on the dish. As far as she's concerned this is the best damn thing she's ever eaten, thanking you both with a big smile and hug. Being able to eat after what happened is always a treat.

-You still have no idea what Noel does to any food she touches to make it end up the way it does, but perhaps it's one of those mysteries that's just best left unsolved.

#blazblue #blazblue x reader #makoto nanaya #noel vermillion #tsubaki yayoi #mai natsume #x reader #headcanon

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ruggie Bucchi Bloom Birthday Personal Story: Part 3

"Happy Birthday"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Savanaclaw Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]

Rook: Ah, how time flies when you're having fun. This is the last question.

Rook: “How do you spend your days off?”

Ruggie: My day off, hm… I mean, I don't really have many restful days, so, I dunno.

Rook: Oh, is that so?

Ruggie: Most days I got Magical Shift practice or matches, so…

Ruggie: ANY TIME I DON'T GOT THAT, I WANNA CRAM AS MANY SMALL JOBS IN MY DAY AS I CAN!!!

Ruggie: I'm pretty busy with my classes, so I can't do any long-term jobs, so for now, I'm basically doing one-off jobs down at the town at the foothills.

Rook: Wow, you do stay busy. But, I'm sure there are times that you are unable to find a job that suits your tastes, no?

Ruggie: Whenever that happens, I usually do odd-jobs for my dormmates, classmates, or clubmates.

Ruggie: They don't really pay good, but… Sometimes they'll treat me to a meal, or give me random stuff I find when I'm cleaning up.

Ruggie: And when I sell those things, I can make a good chunk of change. One man's trash is another man's treasure!

Rook: Très bien! Not only do you have an abundance of work experience, but you also care for the environment. I'm impressed!

Ruggie: Uhhh, I don't think it's anything that great, but… Uh, whatever.

Ruggie: Ah. But the other day, I didn't do any kind of part-time or odd-job, instead I went down to the town with few of my clubmates

Ruggie: After morning practice, we flew down on brooms. Basically, it was supposed to be my pre-birthday celebration.

Rook: To see such friendship forged through the trials of your club activities… Beauté! Such a beautiful relationship.

Ruggie: I mean, it's not like were always hangin' out with each other like best friends or anythin'. But, sure…

Ruggie: I guess I was happy enough that they were doing this as a return gift, or in return for doing their club chores.

Rook: You do look happy. What did they give you?

Ruggie: First, we did lunch. I had them treat me to the most expensive meal on the menu at the hamburger shop.

Ruggie: After that, we just kinda wandered the streets, lookin' at all the special sales they had going on…

Ruggie: And just as we started getting' kinda thirsty, we stopped at this pretty popular café.

Ruggie: It's not a place I tend to even think about going into, 'cause a drink costs close to 1000 madol, but…

Ruggie: If someone's treatin' me, then that a whole different story! Maaan, that sweet café au lait with all that whipped cream on top was sooooo good.

Ruggie: They blended the coffee, milk, syrup, and the ice into one smooth drink…

Ruggie: It was totally perfect for a slightly humid day! I also like that I can drink the whole thing without leaving anythin' behind.

Ruggie: Normal drinks'll leave ice in the end, so it kinda loses its good taste, tho.

Ruggie: But there's no way I'd be drinkin' that special drink if I had to pay for it. I wanna drink it again sometime, on someone else's dime, of course.

Rook: Fufu, it seems that you received a wondrous present.

Ruggie: I got tons, like candy-coated fruit, or bread that was stuffed with pasta and the like…

Ruggie: And a bunch of other stuff, all for free. I even got some snacks to take home, so it was awesome!

Ruggie: I had an amazing day and I didn't even need to spend 1 madol. And today, I'll be able to eat my heart out at the feast later…

Ruggie: Birthdays are the absolute best! Coming here to Night Raven College really confirmed that!

Rook: Reluctantly, I must say… We've made it to the finale. Ruggie-kun, please accept this broom.

Ruggie: Thank you! I don't really know much about flowers if I can't eat 'em, but these look kinda tasty. They got a nice color reminds me of baked pastries.

Ruggie: But man, this looks real fancy. I wonder how much it'd fetch if I sold it… Haha, I'm just kidding!

Rook: I'm relieved to hear you are only joking. This bouquet has a warm and gentle ambiance. Please take good care of this as a memento of today.

Rook: Now, Monsieur Dandelion. TAKE TO THE SKIES ALONGSIDE THIS BROOM OF YOURS!

Ruggie: Yeah, yeah, gotcha. 'Kay, guess I gotta show 'em what I got.

Ruggie: Only a little bit more 'til I get to go to the party I've been waiting for. Gotta fly hard so I'll be ready to eat at the feast!

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

#twisted wonderland #twst #ruggie bucchi #rook hunt #twst ruggie #twst rook #twst translation #twst birthday

[cshfvck]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐜 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

c/w: slight angst, fluff, comfort

a/n: I literally just have brief description of Isaac from my best friend (@juaspaaa ) and I don't know how he acts so I hope this isn't bad 😭 and I have no clue how to reply to comments so..

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

He'd seen you upset and stared at you, his eyes scanned your body and he don't know exactly what to do, he wasn't the best with comfort. He fiddled with his hands and looked at you again, your body was curled up and trembling. He wasn't one for comfort so he walked off to make you a drink.

You looked where he had just been stood and thought he was also stressed about work and tried to stop crying so you could comfort him but the tears wouldn't stop. They kept falling and you mumbled fuck under you breath, you felt so helpless. All you wanted to do was help Isaac now you were making him worse, or so you thought..

Slowly, he walked into the kitchen and made you a hot chocolate, even putting cream on top of it. He added a few sprinkles and had marshmallows beneath the cream he had put on. He had needed break from work and enjoyed making the hot chocolate.

"..i hope this will work"

he mentally slapped himself and sighed, feeling bad that he wasn't good at comfort. Sniffles came from your room, you stared at the space between your thighs where the carpet lay. You couldn't stop the bad thoughts, everything was bad.

You can't do this. You can't. Why? Why are you even here? Why am I here? Why? Oh god why. You spiralled out of control as fat blobs rolled down red cheeks, the salt burning your cheeks bitterly, leaving red tracks against your skin.

Isaac walked in with the hot chocolate when he saw you break down. You tried to get up and walk to your bed from the chair but found a blanket strangled your legs as you tripped over, grabbing onto the bed and crying, not even noticing isaac. You screamed out in frustration, grabbing a pillow with now scarred hands and threw it at the wall.

You grabbed anything and everything around you until it was a wreck. Why did you have to remember? You just wanted to forget. you wanted to forget all of the trauma.

"I hate y-you. So much. "

you stuttered out as you cried harder, you were startled when you heard Isaacs foot steps and jumped, whipping your head around as isaac saw your sweet innocence break into one of darkness and a grotesque feeling looked around you.

"Love- love. I'm here, I'm here okay? I'm always here.. Oh baby.. "

he swallowed the lump in his throat as he held you tight. Chests and stomachs held against each other. Your trembling figure slowly shakes gently. A large hand was brushing up your waist and back, the familiar intimacy calming you, this is all you needed. You didn't need to remember.

"I'm so sor-"

you croaked out as isaac cut you off.

"Don't say sorry you did nothing wrong. I'm here now.. Just relax.. That's it.. Relax.. "

he kissed a gently kiss into your head, his lips gently pressing into you comfortably. He travelled down to your face and kissed your cheeks, wiping away the salty tracks as you sniffled.

"Come on.. Let's get you to bed."

whispering, Isaac lifted your shaking body and placed you in bed. You panicked as he walked away. Had you done something? Oh god- no no no no.. - you went to mumble out anything as he grabbed your drink and placed it on your bedside table, then climbed into bed and spooned you. You push against him to get as close as possible as he kissed and gently bit your back.

"Your doing so well, I love you so much. I'm always here for you, you know? Please don't ever go anywhere without me.. "

Isaac mumbled as he kissed your neck, a comforting hand wrapped snugly around your waist. You sniffled and burried your head into his palm, his fingers brushing your cheek bone. This is all you ever needed. You don't need anyone else. Isaac was here always. He'd always comfort you. Your eyes felt heavy as you started to drift off, he noticed and smiled, kissing your body softly.

"Go to sleep, I'll be here. Your such a good boy for me.. "

another kiss pressed into your neck as you drifted off, the warmth and tightness of Isaac sent you into a nice sleep. One where you would still be wrapped in his arms. Always.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

a/n: this was so nice to write omg

#zsakuva #zsakuvafandom #zsakuvafanfiction #zsakuvaxreader #zsakuvawritings

[dilucsflame33]

Welcome, everyone! 😊

I have decided to do a Christmas event of my own and hope to keep the Christmas spirit alive with our selection of holiday beverages and goodies! I have also decided on a game for us to play, while your order is preparing. ;)

For the game, you will pick a number 1-20. These will be the scenarios/scenes of what takes place. You will pick the dialogue from the prompt list I have made. You can either pick from Nice or Naughty list, you can pick one or two dialogue from Nice if you want to do the Naughty list! And you must be over the age of 18 to order from the Naughty list. You have a limit of 2-3 dialogue but have unlimited to the kinks. Make sure you pick carefully. 😉

If there's a game, there's always a prize. If you can get the right scenario for your dialogue choices, I will add something at the very end for your story request! I can't tell you what it is, only Santa knows. 😏

What if I pick something different from the dialogue? This is where it's all fun and games. If you pick something that is different from the storyline, it's okay! If you're not confident in your roll, you can always get a second chance. Just make sure that is your final submission before you order your drink.

When's the start & cut off date? The event will start on December 1st, while the cut off date will be on Christmas Day. So you have 25 days worth of Christmas stories to enjoy! I am taking submissions now, so go ahead and place them until I cut off requests on December 1st.

Where should I submit my order? You can submit it on the "Ask anything" on my profile. It is much easier for me to keep track. And earlier the submission the better! Make sure to use this emoji: ❄️ So it won't get mixed up through my regular requests.

1. "You've got cream on your nose!"

2. "You look gorgeous in the Christmas lights, love!"

3. "You're all I want for Christmas."

4. "Do you want to put the star on top of the tree?"

5. "It's snowing!"

6. "This is the best gift you could have given me."

7. "Please, don't make me wear this. I look ridiculous!"

8. "You look beautiful in the snow."

9. "Look, I made a snow angel! Well. . .turtle."

10. "It's funny of you to assume I ate the cookies." *Reader gave a look* "Okay, I totally did!"

11. "Will you be my New Year's kiss, darling?"

12. "I'm not good at dancing, just so you know."

13. "Are you sure about this?" *Kissed (Turtle) under the mistletoe* "Yeah, you're definitely sure."

14. "How many candy canes have you eaten?"

15. "I'm getting bored with this movie, let's do something else."

16. "If I had to pick between you and sweets, it'll be sweets."

1. "I'm not much of a cook, but I'm good at glazing."

2. "Save some whipped cream for later." - "Why later when we can have some now?"

3. "Why sit on Santa's lap when you can sit on mine?"

4. "All I want for Christmas is you naked and under me, babygirl."

5. "Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip."

6. "Can I unwrap you instead?"

7. "You don't need a mistletoe to kiss me, darling."

8. "Why did you turn off the music?" - "Because I wanna turn something else on and it's in the bedroom."

9. "Why wrap gifts when I can wrap you instead?"

10. "That sweater doesn't look good on you, baby. Take it off, now."

11. "Only good girls/boys get gifts for Christmas."

12. "What do you want for Christmas?" - "To dominate you." Says dominant reader.

13. "The turkey isn't the only thing that's getting stuffed."

14. "Did you just throw that snowball at me?" - "Yeah?" - "3..2..1-"

15. "Stop trying to screw me, (Turtle)! I'm trying to wrap gifts!" - "That's it. I'm tying you up with tinsel."

16. "Santa Claus is cumming to town, baby!"

1. Bondage

2. Dom/Sub dynamic

3. Praise/Degrading (Pick one)

4. Food Play

5. Ice Play/Temperature Play

6. Toys

7. Blow Job/Eating Out

8. Strip Tease

9. First Time

10. Anal

11. Fingering

12. Voyeurism

13. Orgasm Denial

14. Overstimulation

15. Blindfold

15. Face Sitting

16. Car Sex

17. Wax Play

18. Body Painting

19. Size Kink

20. Mirror Sex

21. Brat Taming

22. Masterbation

Here's my Master List!

🔞 REBLOGS ONLY, NO REPOST 🔞

If you want to use my prompt list, please reblog only and credit me!

#dilucsflame33 #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fandom #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donatello #tmnt x y/n #tmnt x reader #tmnt fluff #tmnt smut

[clarks-letterman]

Wally anon: I do what I can with descriptions. 🫡 And it would. be hot cause it makes him let loose all the sounds you never hear unless he's being super subby (& that's not even factoring in the possibility of gagging him if you're somewhere where you can't be loud cause he'll just be humping the air & desperate for you). You know I support it if you end up writing it. 🙌 (gotcha @ last min shopping. 👍 Oh, he would absolutely be i n s a n e over Valentine candy cause how infatuated he is with you. It probably becomes his new favorite holiday cause he's SO in love & can't handle it & would use all kinds of food. Melted chocolate. Whipped cream. Eating gummies off of your body. Etc.)

Oh, that would immediately lead to a crack about him looking like he just fucked a squid & him trying (& failing) to roleplay as. a squid.

Yup. I know there's always some risk with promos cause you've gotta show enough to get people's attention, but the biggest surprises for me were the chases & some of the nastier kills. 🦃 Oh, yeah, acting. wise, the killer delivered, but the motive? Mess 100%. Felt made up at the last sec. djddjd @ aren't that good. I guess it's a good thing I never watched them, then. 🤫 Double-edged sword, huh? @ gets to show off his singing, but leaving him stuck with...less ideal material. Yup, you get what I mean (but absolutely, love. how he looks & would not want him to try to kill himself to beef up for something like that ❌️). Hmm hmm, okay. Sorta like a Sebasian Valmont situation.

Yessss. That's that good good fluff shit. 🥳 He has such. a fixation for the smallest displays of affection like that & they're his favorite thing to do with you (next to fucking, as we have lengthily established dkfhdj). It's his love language fr. 🥰

It was hard (😉) to not. notice, cause like you said, they were always out. But, yeah, the pool scene r e a l l y lays everything out there for any & all fantasizing purposes lolll. Live your truth. Get up in those pits! 💪 (Oh, you'd never be able to get enough cause you know it intensifies whenever he's being REALLY rough with it, like how typical ghost movies have them leaving behind a ~scent~ this is just one thats much more appealing than the norm).

n/o to the actor cause I'm sure he's a wonderful person irl, but I also found him to give one of the worst performances in the movie, so that on top of the writing for Bobby was just like 😬 Yupppp. There's SO much going on with Ryan in just those few scenes that I hope is expanded upon in the sequel (without rehashing the love triangle mess) & it shows how much Milo can do with so little cause Wally has exponentially more for him to work with.

Agreed. Agreed. (I need to get back into it cause I've been dealing with the most criminal. writer's block the whole year 💀) Being self-indulgent with characters who don't have enough material >>> dhdjd you wanting more after all I've already sent. 🥴 I'll have to think on it, but I'm sure you can imagine some things that would slip in.

lollllll. Teen Wolf flashbacks there. Yuppp, you get it. It goes along with his whole exhibition/exposing his ass to you thing. He wants you to know that he knows his dick is just free & flopping around just within reach. 👀

Gummies gave me ptsd to a twitter video💀 I know he’s just vocal no matter what position he’s in as long as he’s in subby mode, even as a sub top he’d still be losing it. when he’s dom, i feel like he tries really hard to make it known that he’s the dom with lower grunts that feel more in his register compared to the noises he makes as a sub. i feel like he’d love gagging tbh, that way you can push him more and he makes less sound (well, he’s still making noise just no one can hear it but you because it’s so muffled. win-win) As for the valentines… yes yes yes, he is a master with all of them and knows just how to make them compliment his dick and ass in the best ways possible😮‍💨 the flavor is immaculate🤌

role playing as a squid would be funny to see (thinking about the boys episode where… yeah) He’s very go-with-the-flow so he’ll try to adapt to your jokes to make it funnier for sure

The motive wasn’t terrible imo but yeah it didn’t make much sense with the pregnancy part. He didn’t really know that about her sooo😭 yeah, definitely confusing. Just hoping Ryan gets revealed to be an accomplice in the second movie so we get more reasons for Milo to appear🤭 I like Zed tbh, he’s very much a sillier version of Wally in the best ways possible and matches the paranormal side of Wally’s charm (or, like Edward from twilight. though, because it’s a kid movie they never really explore much of the “i’m a zombie so i want to eat you ((out)) side of it, only that he wants to play football lmao) I’d recommend watching the first movie because it’s so dumb it’s almost worth a hate/joke-watch because of it, and it really brought Milo’s career up to lead into his other disney/movie roles. (sorry anon idk who sebastian velmont is but i think i can see what you’re getting at!!)

His love language is just touch, from the smallest to the biggest (taking/handling his massive dick) sksjsk

For reallll I was staring disrespectfully when I could see them peeking out in scenes (which was like 70 percent of them at least) and the pool scene because one of my favorites for simply having Wally in just shorts and some pretty sweet sunglasses too (but the pool is indoors… so why does he… nevermind) His scent lingering just means you know where he’s been, not to sound gross but it’s like a snail trail of musk that only you recognize by heart LMAO

Side tangent really quick, I thought Addison Rae did great in Thanks versus He’s all that. She did good in He’s all that but it was her first movie and the script was really bad, so it looked bad on her part because she didn’t have the skill to sell a bad script (which isn’t her fault in the slightest.) But agreed, Bobby had some of the worst acting and writing because he’s meant to be a bitter ex but the whole thing comes off as out of place because he left and he broke his arm doing stuff that was stupid. It was his fault through and through yet he takes it out on everyone (i’m pretty sure he was lying about being “framed” as a killer, just saying) But yessss Milo ate up the role of Ryan. He managed to sell himself as a studious douchebag who was arrogant yet deservedly so. He just crushes every role every time.

Same same, writers block was rough during classes because im in a stem major + this semester had a lot of writing credits (classes that are less theoretical in science and math and more writing focused) + i had public speaking which was also a very writing heavy class. it sucked but now im stuck with no hours at work and all the time i could ask for‼️😛 you should totally send some my way… even if they’re sloppy seconds (keeping with the theme of slipping in)

Yeah I mean he loves the each of nudging down the waistband of his shorts to let his dick free, or quickly rounding the elastic of his fat cheeks to expose himself. Makes it better when he’s working out or getting physical as a ghost and he just accidentally bends over and you can see everything in the back. He loves being able to life up the leg of his shorts and have easy access to tug on his dick or use the bathroom or whatever, it’s multi purposeful fr!!

#wally clark x reader #wally clark x you #wally clark

[wtfuckevenknows]

Nice ask week!

I always love seeing photos of things you're baking...do you have a go-to favorite thing to bake? And, if it's something different, what's your favorite thing that you've ever baked?

Thanks for the ask Anne!

We all know how much I love baking but I gotta be honest vegan baking is a nightmare half the time. And I've only been doing it since last year so there is still a lot of trying out new recipes and a lot more trial and error than I want there to be. And I'm impatient and not good at not being good at stuff so there was actually a time where I didn't bake a lot.

To answer your question: I used to have a lot of go-to things but those were non vegan. There is one recipe of those, a Christmas cookie recipe, that I have successfully veganized, so I guess you could stay that is still a go-to fav.

As for new vegan recipes...the tres leches cake is definitely a favorite, it still needs some tweaking because the first time around I didn't like the coconut cream the recipe told me to use on top, the second time (last week) I used a different cream but it wasn't stiff enough. Tasted amazing though. I've also made a Straciatella cheesecake and a Chocolate Mousse Torte a couple of times already, so I guess you could say they're go-to favs.

I'll leave you the recipes for the cakes :)))

(that last one is a recipe in German)

#nice ask #thanks for the ask! #food #baking

[ellaintrigue]

This guy's profile is NUTS. I'm going to copy and paste it since it's so long and doesn't screenshot well on my laptop:

"I sure hope you're enjoying that cold vanilla ice cream on this hot day. You could have at least put some sprinkles or hot fudge on top. Don't worry, I won't steal even a slight taste. To all the submissive women who play dominate. It's a turn off for that special guy with the magic touch. I could always just hump your leg like a dog if you prefer to continue that boring scam approach to dating? It's like a creaking bed, just oil it already. Just for today, lets substitute that with an overwhelmingly intoxicant style secret love affair addiction that might never end. The recipe of a roaring fire that best friends never taste? A lover and soulmate, not let's go to dinner and fake it scheme. I'm your favorite guilty pleasure food and your dating approach is a diet. Just cave and taste the good life without guilt, hesitation, or regret. Life without pleasure is no life at all. You don't truly live unless your push your limits on a regular basis. Crashing tsunami waves can be terrifying but I bet you are absolutely sick, tired, and bored of reading all of these fictitious profiles by now. These sweet talking liars are such a struggle. I feel the same torturing torment and am also ready to explode. They are even worse than the same old rhythm of your previous relationships. Might as well just get a cat, larger vibrator, and call it a day. Probably wondering what happened to all of those truth in advertising laws as they apply to online dating. The truth is that I am writing this profile at my friends wedding. This was the shove that pushed me to fluidly penetrate the online dating world. He met an awesome lady on here and now I am curious enough to unlock the basement door. I suppose this is less cliche than a bar, Walmart, or funeral. At least the negative ones show it quicker online than they would in person. Saves us from that awkward moment when someone turns creepy. I just hope that I live to tell the tale... Where do we begin? The chicken or the egg? The fingertips, hands, and arms? The toes, feet, and ankles? The hair, head, neck, and lips? Aristotle defined love as, “love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.” I can be a genuine gentleman, true hopeless romantic, or an absolute filthy naughty bad boy. I'm educated, prepared, more loyal than any dog, hardcore, and a true ride or die man. I live an intentional, progressive, healthy lifestyle. Add a pinch of playful mischief and top with chocolate covered whipped cream. Then blend well in a hot tub. Brutal, savage, merciless, and a great cuddler who cooks healthy food. I smell good and you will never forget how tempting my touch can be. It all depends on what I eat for breakfast. Guess what I ate this morning...

Perhaps it's a crime of passion that I’m a gentleman in public and an absolute dirty animal in private. Holding the door open for you while making others jealous of the powerful connection that we have. Your best friend or worst enemy. Knowing exactly what creates goosebumps and sends that trembling shiver down your spine. I’m taller than you, exercise everyday, and refuse to shake hands with toxic fakes. I don’t tolerate BS, play games, or waste anyone’s time. I’m not on here for a meaningless hookup. I’ve never had a one-time thing and don’t want one. Hopefully that’s enough for you to swallow. We both know that nice guy that you want will never satisfy you. They often end up not being so nice in the end. I don't wear a mask. My direct openness and comfort in my own skin might initially throw you off. You need that dirty, intense, crazy, excitement as much as me. The true life blood of that deep bond is the passion which rarely happens by accident. I happen to agree with the Webster’s Dictionary’s definition of love, “A sexual passion or desire; a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.” I'm just foolish enough to believe in the complete partner package. Maybe now you can see why friendship just never goes deep enough. If you don’t know what you want, hangout with someone like me who knows what they want, how to obtain, build. maintain, and appreciate forever. Are you haunted enough by the law of diminishing returns? I offer an adventure which has the lottery ticket of becoming a forever real life dream come true. I shall shock your conscience into a deeper desire...

What percentage of men are over 6 feet tall, inshape, highly educated, don't cheat, put effort in to maintain a relationship, work hard at their career, and never use drugs, alcohol, or tobacco? Cocky? Maybe... or maybe I just see how most men are these days."

#Dating #Screenshot #Cringe #Crazy #Nice guy #Neckbeard #Incel #Creepy #Unhinged #Narcissism

[thatsmemate]

five drinks to get to know me 🍹

tagged by @russilton and @formationlaps 💕

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|| WATER

Just good ol plain water is something I need with me at all times. I can't be without it, I get so thirsty so easily and a lot of food overwhelms me and I need to palate cleanse immediately. I go through my large bigger than my head water bottles multiple times a day, I refill water constantly at home and work bc I chug that shit. I'll rarely have it cold, but depending on the food I'm having I might ask for ice. I usually take it room temp or warm bc it's more manageable that way and drinking a lot of it won't be as difficult as if there's ice. I find it's also a good base to start with, I might have some other drink but I'll always have water, just in case. Of what? Idk, like the other drink I'm having is too sweet, or my mouth is dry, or whatever. Idk man, water is my extra spicy little friend.

|| COFFEE

I used to have like 7 cups a day, I used to practically have an IV in, I used to find it comforting and necessary to start my day and it never failed me. I still remember my first sip of coffee and how my mom laughed at me when I made a face. But then I got a little bit older and coffee started becoming this hit or miss thing. It might be just the ticket or it might give me slight vertigo from the caffeine. It might be exactly what I needed or it might give me a pounding headache. I still love coffee, so much like A LOT, but I've started to give less importance to espresso (I used to only drink Americanos, black, bc the more espresso the better) and started going into things with milk or syrup or sauces. Most days when I'm at work I don't have coffee unless I'm feeling extra *chef's kiss* Shitty™ and having less of it has made me see it more as a treat than a lifeline.

|| TEA

Top 3 are black, green, and chamomile. Chamomile was the first tea I remember having, and it's just a nice handwarmer type of drink for when I've got a sore throat or I need to feel warm inside. I take black teas to replace coffee, I take green tea when I need to cleanse my soul (i.e. I've eaten something extremely oily or sweet). I used to want to be one of those loose leaf tea drinkers with the fancy strainers but I just like teabag teas better and they're easier to bring to work and have on the go.

|| ICED TEA

I'll fuckin DROWN in this shit, it's my go-to drink order and it's just always good. You can't go wrong. Whether it's powdered or made from the sweat of gods it'll be good. But the homemade shit some restaurants do, I'll eat the pitcher if I could. It's also very adjustable, like if I find it too sweet you just plop some water in there and it's good. It's like salt to taste.

|| HOT CHOCOLATE

My ultimate comfort drink. I have it when I'm sick, when I have vertigo, when I'm feeling sad or depressed or angry or tired or hopeless. Specifically the Starbucks signature hot chocolate we have here, it's thick it's warm it's not too sweet it's got whipped cream it's great with soy milk it's perfect. When I'm too sick to eat anything I have this and it helps my appetite. I'll have it with pandesal and it's freakin perfect. If you see me with hot chocolate it means one of two things: I wan hot choccie (preventive measures, shit storm spotted and it is preemptive soothing) or I am devastated and at the end of my fuckin rope (sick / exhausted and sad, alarm was chucked out the window for being too loud and giving my sick noggin a headache).

tagging anyone who wants to do it! 🥂

#tagged meme #radio log

[sprog-writes]

Summary

Peter can't believe that after all those years he forgot to introduce his friends to Kaine and Ben.

Good thing that the clones have stopped trying to kill him or things would get really complicated, really quick.

Story under the cut!

If you knew Peter Parker you'd also know a lot of peculiar things seem to happen to him. Some more believable than others.

If you’re Peter Parker’s friend you’d also know that he has a tendency of making other people aware of those things a little too late in the game, in a way that doesn’t let you improve his situation if such is ever needed.

MJ knew that.

Flash knew that.

Harry especially knew that.

They were sitting in their favorite spot, a little coffee shop that had grown with them, one they'd been visiting since before Gwen’s death. One that has changed itself to accommodate Flash’s wheelchair after his deployment -as well as Matt’s blindness when it came to it, but that’s another story for another time- and one where the baristas knew their exact orders by heart -Gwen’s had even been added to the menu when she passed.

They were waiting for Peter to show up, finish whatever fight he got into, and/or save whoever found themselves in need of saving. He had never missed one of their weekly catch-ups –been late? Yes, almost always. So much so that they’d resorted to telling him a false time of arrival, a few half hours before they would actually show up, and he still managed to end up late most days– so the other three were calmly sipping their drinks as they kept an eye on the door.

“It’s 11 in the morning, Harry. Isn't it a bit too early to get a cocktail?”

“Flash, dear. You drink your heart attack in a cup, and I drink my unhealthy coping mechanism. It’s just the way it is,”

“Dude…” 

Harry couldn’t help but chuckle and clink his glass of Old Fashioned to Flash’s salt caramel flavored hot chocolate with whipped cream, sprinkles, and chocolate shavings on top.

“You’re both disgusting,” MJ commented, sipping her iced boba, “but nothing you order will be worse than Peter’s,” she smirked, as she raised her own glass to accentuate her point then took another sip.

“Amen to that,” Flash giggled in return just in time for them to hear the little bell on top of the door jingle as someone made their way in.

“Hey, man!” Harry immediately got up and went to the newcomer, gesturing at him to join them in their spot -next to the establishment’s windows, where they’ve sat since the beginning- and hugged his friend.

With one arm lounged on the other's shoulders, Harry enveloped him in a side hug and began moving towards their table.

“Uhm-”

“We already ordered for you. We knew you'd be late again and frankly, we didn't want to wait for your abomination of an order,” Harry admitted and then raffled the other's hair. He made a questioning sound, squinting to look at it, “did you do something to your hair, Pete?”

“Oh!” wide-eyed with understanding the other exclaimed, “I see what's going on here now”

“What do you mean, tiger?” MJ asked when the two were close to their table and as Harry sat back down on his seat.

“Well, actually-” he was interrupted by the sound of the bell chiming again, as another guy came in quickly, apologizing while he made his way towards Harry and his friends' table.

“I'm so sorry guys! I was actually on time this time, but one of my skateboard's wheels came off as I was crossing the road and an old lady almost tripped on it and I felt bad, so I helped her get home and once we were there she just kept giving me food and talking about her grandson and how proud she was of him for coming out after she saw my pin and-” he stopped, realizing his friend group was one member too much and made eye contact with the additional guy standing right next to Harry.

“Hey, Peter”

He smiled wide and with a half chuckle, he squeezed the other with a hug, “Ben! Where have you been, man? You didn’t even tell me you’d be back in New York”

Ben chuckled, “You’re crushing my ribs, Pete”

“Oh! Sorry,” Peter apologized as he let him go, “tell me everything”

“Well, we actually weren’t planning on staying long”

“We?” Peter grinned, “is Kaine with you?”

“Ugh, yeah. He got evicted a few weeks ago while we were in the same town and he attached himself to me like a leech,” they both laughed.

“Dude, I haven’t heard from you two in forever!”

“I know, I’m sorry,” Ben scratched his neck sheepishly, “our phones got destroyed a few months ago and we haven’t been able to replace them yet”

“I have to go with you then!”

“Are you sure?” Ben eyed the group next to him, hoping Peter would take the hint.

He did not.

Harry, however, did. The three others were observing the scene before them with amusement (MJ), disbelief (Flash) and betrayal (Harry). MJ was smiling and sipping her tea while slapping Flash in the arm, who was too shocked and slack jawed to actually be annoyed by it.

“Yes, Peter,” Harry said with his arms crossed, “aren’t you forgetting something?” he raised an eyebrow, jerking his head towards their table.

“Oh-” Peter sat down and dumped his backpack under the table, hooking his leg into one of the straps, “You are so right!”

“There you g-”

“We should all go to meet up with Kaine!”

“No, Pete,” MJ tried to get it together enough to explain it to him, but couldn’t help but laugh so hard she could hardly breathe.

“Peter,” Flash took pity on him, “we have no idea who you’re talking about,” he said softly, stealing a glance towards Ben.

Peter’s eyes widened, “did Gwen and I never tell you about it?”

“What does she have to do with this?” Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. It seemed whatever Peter forgot to tell them went all the way back to the beginning of college. And -yes, ok- they weren’t the closest at the time, they had a bit of a falling out, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t deserve to know about Peter’s apparent twin brother!

Ben decided to come to Peter’s rescue and interrupt the pitiful display happening in front of him, “Hi, I feel like it’s my time to introduce myself then,” he extended a hand in the group’s direction, “I’m Ben Reily. I'm one of Peter's clones"

His introduction was met with flabbergasted expressions.

"You know, I shouldn't be surprised that this has happened to you. And yet," Flash spoke up, still unable to keep his eyes off of Ben.

"'One of'?" were the only words that came out of Harry's mouth.

"Kaine's the other," Ben supplied as a response.

"Ah! Don't forget Jessica!" Peter piped in.

"Oh, yeah. I haven't heard from her in so long, how's she doing?"

“Pretty good, actually! She started hanging out with Miles a lot lately and-”

“Hate to interrupt such a heartfelt reunion, but I need you to give us more details, man,” Flash had been steadily sipping at his drink, admiring the display in front of him, “you can’t just drop the fact you have clones on us and then not elaborate”

Peter looked around, seemingly realizing the situation he’d put himself and his friends in, “Oh gosh. I can’t believe me and Gwen never talked about this,”

“To be fair,” Ben added, “you, me, and Kaine weren’t on the best of terms in the beginning. And Jessica is a more recent development so,” he let the sentence trail off, vaguely gesturing with his hands and shrugging.

“What does that even mean?!” 

“Don’t worry, Harry,” Ben started, not letting Peter explain the situation, “we stopped wanting to kill Peter and steal his life ages ago”

“I don’t think that helps your case, Ben”

“It definitely doesn’t,” MJ finished the last sip of her drink and stood up, picking up her purse and pulling out her wallet, “but I also definitely want to meet Kaine now”

“And Jessica, when the time comes,” Flash added.

“You two are insane”

“But you’ll still be coming with, right Harr?”

“Of course I am. You would be lost without me”

Ben watched how Peter smiled at his friends and resigned himself to his destiny. He knew Kaine wasn’t going to enjoy the impromptu visit. He grinned.

It was going to be hilarious.

The walk to Ben and Kaine’s hotel was relatively uneventful, with MJ, Flash, and Peter using the time to actually catch up, while Ben forced himself to look everywhere that wasn’t Harry, who kept sending death glares his way.

“Wade did what?”

Peter laughed, almost tearful, “I know, I know. But I swear Double D deserved it this time,” MJ shook her head, hiding a smile with her hand, “And-” he extended the word, ignoring her, “-we had the spouse’s approval. So-”

“I don’t know if that makes it better, to be completely honest with you”

“Hey, no one got hurt in the end, and DD only tried to punch me a little after that”

“Sorry to cut the story short, guys,” Ben interrupted, as he reached for the door of the building next to them, and after an awkward ride in the hotel’s elevator, they made their way into room 704.

“Hello, honey. I’m home!” 

“STOP CALLING ME THAT, YOU DICKHEAD”

“Love you, too, buddy,” Peter had to suppress a laugh at the other two’s exchange. He had missed them, though he wouldn’t admit it in front of Kaine. He doesn’t need to get bullied by his own clone, too, and Kaine had a ‘every emotion other than anger and disgust is stupid and shouldn’t be expressed’ kind of mentality. Like the wannabe edgy 14-year-olds that Peter taught to.

It was pretty funny, on occasion.

Kaine walked up in front of them as they stood at the room’s entrance. Peter didn’t expect him to be only wearing boxers while eating cereal straight from the box. He froze as soon as he saw them.

“DUDE,” Flash yelled, shielding his eyes, cheeks redding up.

“Jeez, Kaine!” Ben walked past him, grabbing a pair of shorts that one of them had left in a corner of the room and threw them at Kaine's face, “put some clothes on, I don’t want to see your junk!”

“We have the same junk”

“Yeah but it’s not on my own body, so it’s weird man”

“Whatever,” Kaine grumbled as he rolled his eyes and acquiesced to Ben’s request, “what’s the Peanut gallery doing here anyway?”

“Peter forgot to tell them about us, MJ and Flash wanted to meet you, and I’m pretty sure Harry is plotting how to kill us and make it look like an accident”

“Seems about right”

MJ was the first one to regain composure, Flash still covering his eyes, and Peter about to burst with laughter. She cleared her throat and extended a hand towards the two bickering in front of all of them, “Hi, my name’s Mary Jane and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Kaine,” she smiled pleasantly.

“Yeah no need to do that,” Kaine walked away from the crowd, towards what the others could only assume was the kitchen to sit down his cereal box, “we have all of Peter’s memories up until sophomore year of college”

“WHAT,” Harry was the first one to react, pulling Flash’s hands away from his eyes as he did so. Flash felt himself get even redder, his cheeks heating up even more.

"So," Peter took pity on his friends and stalked forward, sitting on the couch, "what have you two been up to?"

Ben shrugged, "Nothing much. Vigilante-ing, mostly. I hang out with Johnny sometimes. See how long it takes him to realize I'm not you"

"Which Johnny?"

"Storm"

"Nice"

Kaine threw the shirt he was putting on at Ben's head, "Stop messing with him. He has enough money to actually ruin our lives"

"So does Tony Stark, though. And Peter bothers him plenty," Flash decided to join in on the conversation. Peter sent him a grateful smile, happy to see him make the effort to get to know them.

"Yeah but Tony is never learning our secret identity,"

"I do," Harry sat next to Peter on the couch, "and I also have enough money to ruin your lives"

"Harr," Peter admonished.

"Hey, guys," MJ rested her arm on Harry's head, "we don't have to share Peter anymore. There's one each," she smiles, "I call Kaine"

"I feel offended," Peter crossed his arms.

"Me too"

Peter looked at Kaine, "Why are you offended?"

"I just got compared to you. That hurts, you suck"

Peter made an affronted face, which made Ben burst out laughing.

"I really missed you, Pete"

"I didn't"

Ben punched Kaine's arm, "Shut"

"You dick-" he unsheathed the spikes in his inner wrists. Everyone but Peter and Ben gasped.

"No fighting in the hotel room. We do not have the money to pay for damages!"

"Dude," Flash, who still sometimes had trouble keeping his fanboy tendencies internalized, stared at Kaine’s arms with sparkling eyes, “you got different powers?”

“Huh?” Kaine stopped as he held Ben in a headlock, Peter trying to pry his arms away from Ben’s neck, “I mean, I think I’m the only one with extra features,” Flash’s question distracted him enough for the other two to free themselves, “motherfuckers,” he muttered, “anyways, Ben was the first success, made the fruit loop realize Peter was Spider-Man and dude went ‘You know what would be funny?’ and made me,” he scratched his head.

“Ok,” Harry clapped his hands, calling attention to himself, “Peter, explain,” he demanded, pointing towards his friend.

“Oh! Right. Remember Miles Warren?”

“The Jackal?” Flash questioned.

“See, yes, but that’s what most people remember about him. He was also our- well, mine and Gwen’s- sophomore year biology professor”

“Oh my- of course he was…” Harry raised his hands to massage his temples.

“Parker Luck strikes again, huh, tiger?”

“Well, it gets worse”

“Not helpful, Ben”

“Who said I was trying to be?”

Peter shot his clone a look that rivaled the one men saw on Medusa before getting turned to stone, “Anyway,” he picked the story back up, “Warren became weirdly obsessed with me and Gwen. We never figured out why-”

“Because he’s a pervert, that’s why,” Kaine also received one of Peter’s looks, and held his hands up in surrender.

“But he used to make us work together all the time, keep us after class, all kinds of weird things. Then, one day, we found petri dishes with our names on it, vials, syringes. All the stereotypical things of a creepy, evil scientist’s laboratory”

“And a few days later, I pop up,” Ben interjected.

“And try to kill us”

“Well, mostly you. But in my defence I was convinced you were an impostor who had taken over my life while I was in a coma”

“I don’t blame you,” Peter responded, “it was a convincing enough lie he got me to believe it too for a while…”

“What even is your life?” Flash asked in disbelief.

“You haven’t even heard about me, yet,” Kaine smirked, getting more comfortable on the couch so that he could see everyone’s faces.

“How did you figure out who the clone even was?” MJ, beautiful, intelligent MJ asked, falling headfirst into one of the most stressful events of Peter’s life.

“I didn’t,” he said.

“Gwen did,” Ben finished.

“Though we look the same and share a lot of memories, we don’t share all of them nor all of our genetic make up”

“There are differences in our DNA”

“For Warren it was easy to implant fake Peter Parker memories inside the clones”

“It was a bit harder to do so with Spider-Man memories”

“Of course, once he figured out the Peter Parker equals Spider-Man equation, he remedied the best he could”

“But there are things Peter told basically no one about Spider-Man related things”

“At least at the time!” Peter rushed in to defend himself, “I’m better at it now. Still, this was information not available to the general public, so Gwen quickly realized that the ‘headaches’ ‘I’ was getting-”

“-were actually me not knowing what his Spider-sense was or how it worked”

“He also didn’t know the Spider-webs formula”

“Which is something that this dork has memorised since he was 14”

“What about Kaine, then?” Flash asked.

“Remember how I got my powers?” Peter asked in lieu of responding.

“Yes,” Harry said, not meeting anyone’s eyes, “your parents were working at Oscorp under the impression of finding a cure for degenerative diseases, but my father was actually getting them to attempt to recreate a form of the supersoldier serum”

Peter nodded, “And I don’t know what, but something possessed my dad to use himself as guinea pig numero uno. The serum worked, but only for me”

“And Kaine fits in all this how?” Flash, beautiful, confused Flash asked.

“Warren was cut from the same cloth,” Peter relaxed again, “he figured ‘hey, I have Spider-Man DNA and a reliable way of cloning him and indoctrinating said clones. Let’s make an army’ -didn’t even take the chance to try and clone Gwen, luckily- and Kaine is what came out of that”

“He manipulated my genetic makeup enough that I had additional powers and wasn’t convinced I was actually Peter,” Kaine explained, “but he still had enough control over me that he managed to convince me I needed to kill Peter and the failed clone”

“And…?” Harry prompted.

Kaine sighed, “You’d be surprised how powerful uncle Ben’s words and influence on your life are, even if it’s just memories”

“Wouldn’t be the first time memories of uncle Ben reformed a villain,” Ben chuckled.

“Oh, FUCK,” Peter jerked up, suddently, startling everyone, “guys, does Doc Ock count as a clone of mine?” he asked, ignoring the questioning looks of his friends and the whispered ‘what’s, as he looked at Ben and Kaine stare at him emotionless for a few seconds.

“Yes,” they responded in unison.

“Fuck”

Kaine and Ben both burst out laughing.

#Spider-man #Spider-man fanfiction #Spider-man clones #kaine parker #ben reilly #peter parker #coffee gang

[mushroomjeremy]

SCP but as Food v1

I was going to make these into warm up sketches to practice drawing food, but feel like sharing. Here are some weird version of a small collection of SCP as food. It's a small mix between anomalies made it to food or just food vaguely based on them.

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I'm a sucker for keys so here's the ones useful for this post. If some of these are null squares theres nothing I can do.

How it written:

🤍- Havent written up yet/vague idea

💗- Detailed recipes

👑 - Either the foods is to much food or to many different foods

🔧 - Self Assembly 

Type:

🍞- Bakery

🥩 - Grilled

🥣- Soup 

🍨 - Dessert

🍬- Candy

🥗- Salads

🥤- Drink

🥃- Alcohol

🍶- Condiment

Diet:

🐜- Arthropods/Insects

🥬- Vegetarian 

🍖- Meat

🐟- Fish

Taste:

🔥- Spicy

🍯- Sweet

Ingredients:

🧀 - Cheese

☢ - Blood/raw meat/raw egg/fermentation are an ingredient

🧭 - Exotic aka made of stuff real hard to get or just don't exist (examples being tree syrups not from maples, raw reindeer meat, anomalous item themselves, ect.)

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SCP 001 The Scarlet King 🤍 ☢👑

A full table of 3 full seven course meals, one for each law (Blood, Howling, Concrete) Law of Blood food probably has blood, something that make the food offly red like beets, and spicy. Law of Concrete is stuff that just powders or looks like a brick or both. Law of Howling is going to be tricky.

SCP 009 🧭🥤🍯

Red ice cherry slushie

SCP 058 🍖🔥🥩

Spicy grilled beef heart with sauteed onions and red chimichurri sauce

SCP 111 🧭🐜 🔥

Spicy dragon snail escargot

Scp 166 ☢🧭🥗🍖

Reindeer carpaccio salad

SCP 999 💗🍞🍨🍯

Tart layered with jam, whip cream, and orange jello topped with a candied blood orange

SCP 1489 🤍

Mutton fusilli bucati pasta dish with a grey or black coloring to it

SCP 2317 🥤🔧 

Self-brewing cinnamon hazelnut coffee on hot salt (like Turkish coffee)

SCP 2360 🤍🍞🥤

Oil/metal looking doritos, drip, and energy drink (GFuel offbrand)

SCP 3001 💗🍬🥬

Large pomegranate boba pearl encased in a hard candy shell topped with black cherry carmel drizzle

SCP 3301 🍨🔧

Gingerbread house kit that makes a small world map.

SCP 3739  🧀

Mind Milk™ cottage cheese bowl 

SCP Yeah that one ☢🥣🍖🔥🍶

Spicy blood stew with chuck roast topped with white habanero n pineapple hot sauce

A - Spicy veal sausage. A whole big roll of it.

B - Ghost pepper corn chowder

Dr. Bright 🤍

Place holder to show that a food item based off scp 963 isnt the same as a food item based off Jack Bright himself. Thinking something made with whiskey/moonshine or just straight up a whiskey or moonshine… or both honestly.

Dr. Clef 💗🧭🍞

Three colored waffles (one blue, one green, and a barley one) sandwiched between with coconut sugar glaze than topped with thick corn chowder and unnecessary large amount of Corymbia terminalis sap syrup (I have no idea if that sap is even edible/if you can even tap the tree to get enough to make a syrup)

Lady Agora 🤍🍞 🍨

Blood Cornbread Bread Pudding with red colored custard and honey also maybe some herbs/spices/flowers with some magic meanings.

Pangloss 🤍

Little Diy Hotpot

Children of the Scarlet King🥃🍯

Warm red koolaid with alcohol and clumpy jello also candied blood orange and salty foam topping with sour or cinnamon rimming.

Chr*stian Ministries of America🤍 ☢ (I hate censoring stuff but im really not in the mood for the jesus people that dont know this is a fictional group today, be glad I haven't done the vore jesus one yet)

Can Jeremy not place actual blood in a food for once? It’s harder than you’d think. Thinking blood wine… or that weird communion wafer nachos.

Pope Soap Costk Crosstest 🤍 ☢ 🐟

Spicy raw squid with edible foam, also maybe blood sauce dipping and/or apples/whale blubber

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I hope someone enjoy reading this cursed cookbook of ideas. I think I got pretty creative and most stuff here is edible with some just needing replacement ingredients for unattainable items... except all the blood recipes that can be made just cook your pasteurized blood correctly for your own sake.

#.txt #scp #food ideas #long post #idea ramblings #you can tell my brain likes add blood its in also 50% of these #theres more lesser design dishes with blood not on this post #if you see the warning sign just never make them they arent meant to #Dr Clef's dish might kill you with that syrup #also thats design to taste bad anyways

[casspurrjoybellbittner]

Wreckless - Slushies and Chalk

*Warning Adult Content*

Finnegan

I have special markers that only color in the book they come with, some chalk that Em says has to wait until we get to the house but that I can decorate around the pool any way I want, some little plastic dinosaurs that I love so, so much, and some glow bracelets.

They're for tonight too.

"Emmett?"

"Yeah grasshopper?"

I'm a little wiggly but not bouncing.

My seat belt is on.

"How much longer? Can we go to the beach when we get there?"

We crossed the bridge already and that feels like hours ago.

"Can't see the GPS from back there? Twenty nine minutes and no... no beach today. You needed a break from the sun so we are going to stay at the house, unpack and play for awhile and once the sun is less intense we'll play in the pool, okay?"

I kinda wanna beach but I wanna play in the pool and use chalk too.

"Okay. Can we order pizza?"

"No, I'm gonna cook. Let's save pizza for tomorrow after we've been at the beach all day. We'll be tired."

He has good plans even though I want pizza now.

"Oay. Hey Emmett?"

He chuckles.

Maybe I'm asking too many questions.

"Yes?"

"Are we gonna see Rhys and Quincy tomorrow?"

"Do you want to? Tomorrow's their last full day, said they're leaving Friday around lunch. Probably checking out at eleven a.m."

I want to do everything.

I want Emmett all to myself but I also want to see Rhys.

I want to spend a whole day in bed sleeping and having lovies but also want to go to the beach and eat ice cream and go to the arcade and show Rhys my dinosaurs and play in the pool and play more games and do chalk and and and...

"If they're leaving I wanna see them."

"I'll text him tomorrow morning and see what they're up to. If you change your mind before then just let me know."

Perfect.

"Okay."

Em always makes things work.

"I want a slushie. Can I have a slushie or a milkshake or something?"

"Oooh, frozen coffee sounds good. Dunks it is. They have strawberry and I think orange, we'll have to see when we get there."

Ten minutes later I have a strawberry slushie in my hands.

It's big and has a huge straw and the best part?

Whipped cream on top.

We pull up at the house and I grab my stuff and Em's backpack and go unlock the door while he gets all the heavies.

Walking back in feels like we never left.

"Emmett?"

"Yeah?"

"We left the floaties in the pool."

The beach ball is stuck in the corner and the little tube is upside down.

"I was hoping we'd be back and if not, figured the next folks might like them. I have two more in my bag, I'll blow them up too."

Emmett saying... 'blow them' ...makes me giggle.

He's emptying the cooler and I carry my suitcase upstairs and start putting things back in my drawers.

It's easier than hanging.

He comes up a few minutes later with his suitcase in his arms.

"I'm so glad we could come back."

"Me too. I have to take my dishes downstairs."

I want to use them for dinner.

"I wanna chalk, please? It's shady outside."

It is too, mostly.

Okay only a little bit.

"Wear your hat and keep your shirt on and sure, go ahead grasshopper. I'll come out when I'm finished in here and get your neck and legs with the spray."

It's mostly my cheeks, nose and shoulders that are still a little pink so I'll be fine.

"And blow up the toys," I remind him.

"Yes. And after dinner we can swim and if it gets dark you can put on your glow bracelets."

"And you. So I don't lose you."

"Sure, you can decorate me however you want. Wait, I take that back. I forgot who I was talking to. I will wear some glow bracelets if you want, Finn."

That reminds me.

"My tattoo, Emmett. I need to find a place and make an appointment."

"If you're sure, I'll look around at reviews and make you one. How big?"

I run inside and upstairs and bring down my bag of shells.

I pull my favorite out and show it to him.

"I want this," I tell him, holding it against my arm.

"Same size."

"Is this something I need to ask Finnegan about?"

Huh? Oh, he means...

"No. Same me and I want it."

He holds his hands up in surrender and laughs.

"Okay, just checking. Go make me a chalk picture."

"Okay."

I make a rainbow because I wanna use ALL the colors and a flower and then I remember my dinos.

I run back in to grab them and make some trees and a lake and a volcano for them to play in.

Daddy comes out after a million years, grabs the yellow and makes a sun.

"Dinner's in the oven, we've got forty five minutes to play."

That's a long time.

I hand him my triceratops even though it's one of my favorites.

"Here you go."

[analmost]

Living alone is not what I thought.

A lot of the time you're ... well alone but you realise how much time you actually have and think about all the things you could do to fill the time because well if you don't fill your time and are cooped up in your flat all the time then 9/10 you'll be depressed and maybe go a little paranoid and insane.

I've thought about journalling my thoughts down but putting pen to paper now feels so foreign to me because my day to day job is always on the computer, now that I come to think of it, i'm probably not giving my eyes any rest from screens if I start writing/journalling on a computer.

I had a pretty nice day today compared to most days. I feel like everything has to be a balance; one bad day and one good day and one meh day? ya know?

I needed some work clothes., so popped to M&S. lol how life has changed, trying to find appropriate clothes for work. I feel like the last place I wanna have issues is in my work place; I don't hate it and I don't love it, it's paying the bills and is helping me get by for now.. because I live alone and yes im money anxious but who isn't considering the economy we are in... I was looking at the prices of make up.. because ya know ya girl is thinking of treating herself.... but looking at some of the prices I felt that I didn't really need a new fancy lipstick rn.

I don't know how but ending up spending £100 on clothes for work. which... is a necessity because how you present yourself is important. All I can think about now is that I regret buying £4 worth of low cal mini ice cream tubs.. meh. was it a necessity? no but was I hungry yes. did I eat it? no.

also buying clothes is hard when your fat. ooh yeah.. embrace your body sure.. but its hard when everyone looks cute and I look like a potato in some oversized, printed, scooped neck top or high neck top that's super unflattering long.. like a mix between a shirt and tunic.. ergh.. no thanks. so I bit the bullet. spent £38 on the blouse for work that was somewhat flattering? I don't know.

I'm waiting to have dinner because its too early right now, it's 5pm and I feel like 6:30 is the correct time to have dinner and wind down. The aim for tomorrow is to go for a really long run.. like 12-15km.

I went to a pilates class and a PT session at the gym, because the quickest way to make a friend in a new city who I know no one, is to pay a female PT who is relatively young to pay attention to me for an hour and also kill me with a workout. I know super sad. I enjoy her company, she's very sweet but I fear I keep saying the wrong things. Idk, you can't question my deepest feelings and thoughts if I'm always laughing, smiling and complimenting the other person because then they are too whipped up in the compliment for the rest of the hour. which.. is what happened.

I wore a little make up to the gym because I wanted to look a little alive and nice to look at. I hate the new leggings I got .. but they were cheap and they do the job at the gym.

nope not writing about work. no.

anyhoo. time to clean and move on. because need to read a chapter or so of this new book I got a couple of days ago.

speak soon.

#living alone #lonely thoughts #word dump

[neon-lights-stardust-nights]

Faust with 🍦, Sol with ⏰

YAAAAAS INDULGE MY RETURNING FIXATION ON GUILTY GEAR!!!! POUR THAT CONTENT RIGHT INTO MY FUCKING MOUTH WITH A TUBE THAT GOES INTO MY STOMACH!!!!

[meme]

🍦 You and your F/O go out to the opening of an ice cream shop. What’s the first flavor you’d want to have? + Faust

BOLD OF YOU TO ASSUME FAUST WOULDN'T GET A BUNCH OF SCOOPS OF FLAVORS! On the one hand, a bunch of ice cream at once is unhealthy. On the other hand, Glitz convinces him that sugar as quick energy could be very beneficial to faers current energy problem. It's really all the excuse he needs to get a waffle bowl of a bunch of flavors.

Glitz is much more picky. He pretty quickly sees flavors like cake batter and vanilla and knows what fae wants. Call it doctor-things, but faers pickiness as a part of faers Autism has endeared itself to his heart! So he's taken note of favorite foods that make faers brain go brrrrrrrrrrrrrr--

If they have toppings to offer, Faust probably would opt out. He already had so much ice cream... Unlike Glitz, who is getting white chocolate chips, caramel sauce, rainbow sprinkles, chocolate sprinkles, and whipped cream. He's too soft, he lets faer. (Little does fae know, he has a very high nutrition dinner planned to make up for all this...)

⏰ Somehow, through magic, time travel, worm holes, or maybe just as a non cannon idea, you meet your F/O when they were a little kid. 8-12 ish range. What are they like? How do you interact with them? + Sol

Trying to imagine Sol as a kid is so weird... If it's ever shown in canon, I'm not remembering. He's all gruff and tough now, but I feel like he was probably a really bright eyed kid. The kind of child who watches Naruto and wanted to be just like him.

Glitz isn't the greatest with children, but meeting past Sol would be too intriguing to turn away. That excitable nature would be weirdly heart warming! I imagine Glitz wouldn't quite have the energy to keep up though.

He'd probably be all kinds of curious about faers disorder, though he'd probably also compare it to his comics, manga, and shows. While that could be disrespectful, some part of Glitz would appreciate this alternate perspective. It's nice to fantasize.

Glitz mostly is unsure of what to do, and Sol would gladly tug faer around. Or, Fredrick, I suppose back then! Glitz would be all too happy to try and make this poor kiddo happy, knowing what chaos his life is gonna become.

#asks #anon #starchaser #a doctor's hand #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GUILTY GEARRRRR