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#pizza tower #pizzatower #pillar john #potato farmer #cheese slime #rat #u.f.olive #forknight #pepperoni goblin #bomb #pizza #pizzard #pencer #bandito chicken #pinacool #anchovy #banana peel #pizzaboy #fan art #splash page #it's pizza time #weenie #pizzatowergame

[keylimepizzapie]

Hot pot chicken

#pizza tower #art #pizza tower enemy #bandito chicken

[dicenslices]

Lods of doodls

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#toriel #undertale #pizza tower #bandito chicken #dhmis #red guy #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #ekubo #dimple #shigeo kagyeama

[mysteriousbp]

Recently I have completed Pizza Tower. And I freaking love it! So I decided to draw Fanart of the game with one of my OC.

And I made versions with the hud just for fun

#pizza tower #fanart #oc #pizza tower toppins #pizza tower forknight #pizza tower mini john #pizza tower pencer #pizza tower flying anchovy #pizza tower bandito chicken #pizza tower gabaghoul #pizza tower john ghost #pizza tower ranch shooter #pizza tower bad rat #pizza tower spit cheese #pizza tower olive trooper #pizza tower shrimp thug #pizza tower weenie #pizza tower ninja slice #pizza tower flying patroller #pizza tower cheese monster #pizza tower pizzaface #Riley the toon fox

[akitasimblr]

sally & chicken by @kindpixels because it was one of the cutest (and yet dangerous!) moments for me this week and the same goes for kindpixels' entire legacy!

franklin by @birdietrait because franklin totally got my attention and franklin is simply adorable ;)

bandito by @nitrozem because i thought i had lost nitrozem's tumblr! but no! still here and i'm very happy cause i adore nitrozem's pixels and storytelling style, so fun!

aura and chirstie by @cantseemtohide because it was the post that made me laugh more this week 😆

horse ranch by @pixelshary because, as always, sharon posts one of her sims and i fall in love. but with a horse as pet? i absolutely need this expansion now 🐴

avalon by @simlishmelody because from the moment i read the first post, i knew i wanted to follow this story 😊

#sunday crushes

[tower-scramble-ask]

Hey Vigert, do you like chickens? If you do, I would like to recommend a video game called ‘Mort the chicken’ (hands him a ps1 and a copy of the game) Also, do you like pizza?

Vigert: Well, pizza is pretty good, and... WHY is one of my chickens on this game? What the heck has Mort been up to..?

???: Squawk!!!

Vigert: Wha-! That sounded like... a bandito chicken?

#pizza tower #pizza tower au #tower scramble #vigilante #the vigilante #ask #note: snotty is holding on to the ps1

[average-amount-of-chaos]

The third level of Tower Scramble, replacing Wasteyard: Grave Danger!

This level does stick fairly close to it’s base game inspirations, but is meant to also reference cheesy zombie-esque movies as well. (Pepperman is an enjoyer of old scary movies).

John Ghost is replaced with a ghost version of Brick of course, and there would be more classic skeleton and zombie enemies rather than Bandito Chickens (since the Bandito Chicken is already replacing a Toppin)

#pizza tower #pizza tower au #tower scramble #the vigilante #vigilante #art #tw blood #<-- just the title tho

[creaturefeaster]

How many pets do you have and can we see some some of the lesser shown ones?

There's another ask from someone who wants me to talk about my pets, but I feel like that's a little hard when you don't know what any of them look like!!! So I'll answer this one for right now because I have tons of pictures >:3

I have five geese and two ducks, and I think 18 chickens. Then a couple dogs and a spider.

These are some of my geese. I have another brown one (chinese swangoose) that isn't in frame. The chinese swangeese' names are Gertrude (Gertie!) and Humphrey, and the white ones are Gertie's and Sebastian's offspring from earlier this year, Lottie and Louie.

I'm sure plenty of you know Sebastian by now too, my gander.

There's also Puddles, my sole pekin duck. She is a total sweet heart.

This is Dahlia, I don't have many pictures of her but she's a little flighty. She is a muscovy duck.

Here's a video of her though, and you can see some of my bantam chickens as well. Silkies and frizzles.

Unfortunately Tumblr doesnt want me to upload a video I have of all my bigger chickens, and I have too many to send individual pics of all of them. You can have this pic of my roo Bandito, though.

There's also two old pug chihuahua mixes that live upstairs, Misty and Jasper. They're nice though I'm not really a small dog person so I cant say that I have many pics of them ^^;.

And then my fiance has a tarantula:

She's pretty silly, she is always so determined to climb things she can't get back down from. Her name is Pepper.

We're thinking about getting our own dog or cat soon, since my old cat Onyx passed last year. But that's all we have right now.

#tw bug #tw spiders #cause ik spiders eek some people out i get it #i promise shes very silly though not creepy

[pilotstreets]

eating your Bandito ballet headcanons like they’re chicken noodle soup rn

omg im like. so happy abt this kshdldjf you mean THE faceofobsession liking MY silly little ballet ideas? 😳😳😳 but thank you for inspiring the idea i would have never thought of it without your post <33

#this WILL be occupying my brain for possibly ever. thank u #;malls;

[flawedconqueror]

My first week at NHS and no surprise as Tanya warned it’s unorganised

Not a proper induction although I would benefit

Tanya should’ve did a plan three years ago which goes to show the volume of work she has

I have been dumped with many tasks and i’m used to taking my time but to expect to churn is turning me off but i’m trying 

Dami is a real one she’s like Joy told her I have no tasks and i’m essentially picking up their ish

It was a struggle Friday with a finnicky buffer

And this pressure to be on all the time 

But reluctantly I’ll do some (unpaid) work today to earn my keep as my bro would say...

I hosted Elvine 

It was great I was proud to show her a place

and after work I hurriedly went into Master Chef mode

getting my ingredients out

Making my signature Greek-style potatoes

Then some left over chilli with shredded chicken

some beyond meat burgers

and my first time making a spectacular avocado salad

i indulged in some wine while my french friend did not

it was nice having Elvine and she seemed more chatty talking about how God made a way for her in Shoreditch to be close to her friends which is ever so important 

she wanted seconds of my avocado 

it felt satisfying hearing that after years of self doubt and hatred

slowly she is emerging

elle est gentille mais elle est fuerte aussi

she doesn’t hestiate to make her opinion known

i still get terrible tremors (internal) i’m not sure if it’s lack of sleep

I’m keen to see my neurologist and get the answers I need

Yolanda...she is leaving...leaving...

I wished and I can still be more open I offered to help pack her items

I’m excited to have coffee with her

As for the double room, yes I want my own bathroom, I really do but I feel strongly that I should live below my means which means abstaining 

It doesn’t make sense working a contract job, no supplement income, loose ends in Canada

I’m managing (for now) sharing the washroom with 

it would be an almost 2,000 increase until November

also mi bandito favorito 

[inksurgent]

Bandito Chicken Salad! 😋 yummy! (at Bandits' Grill & Bar - Cottonwood Heights) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjCR10huD0y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tower-scramble-ask]

Aww! The tiny guys are very cute! Might I ask who are they and their names, vigi?

Vigert: Oh, don't worry about the name. Pizzahead calls me Vigi, since when I first introduced myself he misheard my name as "Vigilante". The nickname stuck, just shortened for convenience.

Vigert: As for these lil' guys, I'm pretty sure these are Benny the bandito chicken and Pebble the rat. They're the smallest of their kind on the farm, so pretty easy to recognize.

#pizza tower #pizza tower au #tower scramble #vigilante #the vigilante #ask

[bellakitse]

The Future Holds

“You’ve come so far,” she says softly as she reaches for his hand, holding it between her warm and loving ones. “I still remember the day you told me you liked boys.”

*

Carlos and his mother share a moment as they celebrate his engagement.

Written for @carlosreyesweek - Day 4: “You’ve come so far.” + Future

I mentioned it on AO3 but, today is the one-year anniversary of the day I published my first Tarlos fic and joined this fandom and I just wanted to say thank you for all the love and kindness this beautiful fandom has given me. 💗💗

Carlos Reyes sits on the back porch of his mother’s house. He watches with a smile as his family and friends mingle about the backyard, laughing and talking as they eat the feast his mother has prepared for the occasion. His eyes run over the collection of people he cares most about in this world before landing on the love of his life. He feels his heart expand as he takes him in across the yard, chatting away with his older sister with a smile so bright Carlos can see it from here.

“He looks good like that.”

Carlos looks up to find his mother behind him, a smile of her own as she watches her daughter and her future son-in-law. She pulls her gaze away from them to give him a mischievous smile that has Carlos snorting and shaking his head at her lack of subtlety. He turns back to TK just in time to see him blow raspberries into the neck of the baby in his arms, Adrian, Valentina’s nine-month-old, causing the little boy to let out a delightful high-pitched giggle that echos through the place. The baby had taken a liking to TK from the very first time he saw him, reaching out for him from his mother’s hold. It’s been like that every time since. If TK is in the room, Adrian wants to be held by him.

“He’s going to make a wonderful dad,” his mother continues shamelessly, causing him to huff in amusement.

“Mami, we literally just got engaged,” he reminds her, his stomach flipping at the words. He’s engaged to TK Strand. He’s still not sure how he pulled that off. “How about you wait till the wedding day before you plan for more grandchildren?”

His mother rolls her eyes playfully at him as she sits down next to him on the loveseat. “I’m just moving things along,” she protests with a grin on her lips. “I’m not getting any younger, Carlos Reyes.”

Carlos gasps dramatically. “Are you calling yourself old, Carlota Reyes?”

“Watch it, smartass,” his mother answers with narrowed eyes. “Just because you’re an engaged man doesn’t mean I can’t ground you.”

Carlos throws his head back as he laughs, the giddiness he’s been feeling since TK said yes to his proposal bursting out of him as it has for the last week since it happened. He keeps reliving the moment, how beautiful TK’s smile was as he went on one knee. The way he’d bobbed his head up and down in agreement before getting the words out. Laughing and crying as he finally said yes and let Carlos put his ring on his finger, before also going to his knees to kiss Carlos, smiling the whole time. They hadn’t made it off the floor and instead made love right there, letting the dinner Carlos planned get cold.

“You’re getting married, nene,” his mother whispers, pulling him out of the wonderful memory. Looking at her, he shakes his head at the tears he finds in her eyes.

“Uh-uh,” he scolds her softly. “You cried when we told you, and you cried earlier when we came into this party. We still have months of planning the wedding and the wedding itself. You have to pace yourself woman, or you’re gonna dehydrate.”

His mom lets out a chuckling sniffle that makes Carlos grin. “Bandito,” she says with fond amusement before the humor leaves her face for something more serious. “You’ve come so far,” she says softly as she reaches for his hand, holding it between her warm and loving ones. “I still remember the day you told me you liked boys.”

Carlos smiles at her words even as he feels a lump forming in his throat. “We were in the kitchen making pozole, and I just blurted it out. I couldn’t hold it in for a second longer.”

Carlota nods in agreement. “You looked so scared,” she says remorsefully. “I had never seen you look like that, and I hated it.”

“I wasn’t scared of you, Mami,” he whispers, feeling his eyes sting at her sudden sadness. “Deep down, I knew you would love me no matter what – I just didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“Oh, my love,” his mother breathes out, and Carlos can’t help the tear that breaks free, sliding down his face. “You have never in your life, not even for one second, disappointed me, ever,” his mother lets go of his hand to run her fingers through his hair before cradling his face. “My beautiful son, you have been one of my greatest blessings, and I’m so proud to be your mom. You hear me?”

Carlos gives her a shaky nod, the tears rolling freely before he’s pulled into a tight and fierce hug by her. He sinks into it the same way he did when he was fifteen years old in their kitchen, freshly out of the closet.

“I love you, mi corazón,” she whispers into his ear, and all Carlos can do is squeeze her tighter as he tells her he loves her too. He’s not sure how long they stay like that, but they only pull away when they hear a clearing of someone’s throat. Separating, they find a pair of green eyes looking at them with affection.

“Hey,” TK says softly with a hesitant smile on his face. He’s still holding Adrian in his arms as the little boy plays with the collar of his shirt, trying and failing to pull it into his mouth. “You guys okay?”

Carlos is still wiping at his face when his mother stands up in front of TK.

“We’re good,” she says to him with a smile. She reaches out to touch TK’s face like she did just moments ago with him. Carlos feels his heart fill at the way TK leans into the touch. “You promise to love and take care of him, mijo?”

TK looks over at him. The love shining in his eyes takes Carlos’ breath away.

“Always, ma’am,” TK says to his mother with the utmost seriousness. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure your son feels safe, happy, and loved, I promise you.”

Carlos feels his heart slam against his chest at TK’s conviction and the absolute devotion he hears in his words.

“That’s my favorite white boy,” his mother teases with a wide grin, proving she spends too much time with his sisters. He rolls his eyes when it makes TK laugh with delight.

Carlota goes to her tiptoes as she tugs TK forward, kissing him on his brow. She takes Adrian out of TK’s arms, cuddling him when he whimpers a bit. “Yes, yes, we all know TK is your favorite,” she says to the baby, kissing his hair as he settles in her arms. “But it’s your uncle’s turn to cuddle with him for a while.”

She flashes them a smile as TK comes to sit next to him. “My son is too chicken to tell you, but I’m not,” she starts, smirking when he urgently shakes his head at her. “I want more grandkids, soon.”

“Mami,” he groans deeply while TK stammers as he tries to answer.

“We – ah – I mean, we’ll try our best, Carlota,” he finally says, his face a shade of pink.

Carlos sighs deeply while his mother smiles widely. “See,” she says, pointing at TK victoriously. “Getting in good with the in-laws. He’s a smart one.”

Carlota gives them one last smile before she turns from them to join the rest of the party.

“Please don’t listen to her,” he says once they’re alone. “She’s a meddler.”

“It’s fine,” TK assures him with a soft smile. “It’s early, sure, but I love that she’s excited about us having kids in the future. She and my dad are going to spoil the hell out of them.”

Carlos feels his heart race at the casual way TK mentions their future children, he might not be ready to talk about it, but it doesn’t mean his mother is wrong. He dreams on the regular about what having kids with TK will be like. The thought fills him with warmth and happiness.

“We have time,” he answers instead, getting a smile in return.

“We have the rest of our lives,” TK assures him, reminding Carlos of the promise TK made moments ago to his mother.

“So you said,” he says quietly. He lets out a soft exhale as TK leans in, rubbing the tip of his nose against his before he presses his lips to Carlos’ mouth. He lets TK kiss him, soft and slow, taking his time as he steals Carlos’ heart for the millionth time with one of his kisses.

“I meant it,” TK whispers as he breaks the kiss but doesn’t pull back. This close, Carlos can see every emotion in his stunning green eyes. “Every day for the rest of our lives, I’m going to wake up with one purpose. To make sure you are happy and that you know just how much I love you.”

Carlos presses his forehead against TK’s, overwhelmed by his words. “Me too,” he promises back. “Every day, sweetheart. All I want is to make you happy and keep you safe.”

TK smiles; he gives him another gentle kiss on his lips, and then another on his cheek, followed by a third across Carlos’ jaw before he rests his head on his shoulder. Carlos wraps an arm around his waist, holding him close. They stay like that, quietly basking in their love and the future they have to look forward to, while around them, the rest of their combined families continue to celebrate with them.

Holding the love of his life, Carlos can’t help but agree with his mother. From that scared 15-year-old in their kitchen to now. How far he’s come.

#911 lone star #tarlos #911 lone star fic #tarlos fic #carlosreyesweek2021 #tk x carlos #my writing