Tumgik
#chocolate is better than people
bixels · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
There's no such thing as overpreparing for love.
Happy (late) Rarijack Valentine's.
17K notes · View notes
natelia-aldelliz · 1 year
Text
Guys... Listen I know I said I'd draw something for valentine's day but I had a bit of a rough week sooooo I'm just going to write it out instead, maybe I'll finish drawing it some day, maybe not. It's behind a show more because it's long.
(also there's talks about having sex but no actual sex, and like, general warnings about Ghost's backstory but it's very vague here).
Soap was hanging around outside, trying to bring himself to do something, anything. But the weather was nice for a February day, and the sun was out, and it was making him feel like a cat basking in the heat.
An arm wrapped itself around his shoulders, a huge body suddenly weighing on him. Ghost.
Soap hummed comfortably. This day was getting better by the minute. Any chill he might have felt from being outside in a tank top out of pure Scottish spite was instantly soothed.
Simon often times saw himself as a cold man, freezing to the touch, hidden behind a layer of ice. A proper little Elsa, Soap almost snorted out loud. The truth was that while yes, his fingers and toes' temperature was sometimes abysmal, especially in bed, the rest of him was the warmest place Johnny had ever been.
"I've got something for you in our room," Ghost whispered against his throat, making Soap shiver.
Simon had begun calling Soap's room theirs a few weeks ago and Johnny couldn't have enough of it. He was so in love it genuinely hurt sometimes to restrain himself from squeezing him to death.
"Is that so?" he purrs, knowing how Ghost likes that. If this day didn't end in sex he'd be very surprised. He'd long learned to recognize when Simon wanted sex and when he didn't, and the way he squeezed his pec in response to his voice was a very easy tell.
But then again Simon was way less subtle than he thought he was.
They made their way back to their room, and there it was, a repurposed shoebox, badly wrapped with cheap wrapping paper. Johnny couldn't be more excited, he had never received any gift from a significant other. To be fair he adored gifting but always felt awkward receiving.
But this was Simon. Something that Simon had chosen to give him.
He sat on the bed, leaving enough space behind him for Ghost to sit there so he could use him as a very comfortable backrest. When he did, he grabbed the gift and began opening it.
He knew that Ghost liked to tear the wrapping paper, liked the sound of it and liked tearing it into the smallest pieces possible after, but he himself loved carefully unwrapping it and folding it flat so he could later maybe do an origami with it or put a piece in his journal. Probably both.
This one was full of tape but he still very much enjoyed himself, considered it a challenge. He enjoyed the chase, wanted to drag it on. Ghost huffed impatiently behind him, a bit tense, probably nervous.
Inside the box was a weird old fashioned clunky thing. It was bright red, looked slightly like binoculars, definitely from the 70's, with a wheel of tiny pictures wedged in the top of it. Memories hit him all at once.
"Oh my god ah remember, my Ma had one of these when ah was a child! My sister and I loved it, it had pretty landscapes in!"
He put it against his eyes, excited to see what this one came with. At his biggest surprise, it was a picture of them. Simon had customised it.
The picture showed the back of himself a bit further away from the camera, pointing at something while in full gear, in a dilapidated town, Ghost's face in the foreground looking at the camera. It looked like Soap was talking to someone, but that person was cut by the framing.
"Wait, ah remember that mission, it's when ah saved Gaz from a landmine just to be shot seconds later," he laughed. "ah spent two fucking weeks in the hospital, ah was miserable. Ye kept joking ah should hiv left Gaz explode while staring at him, he was convinced ye actually wanted him dead!"
Then the next picture was indeed him in his hospital bed, unconscious but the state of his injuries told him he was probably just sleeping at least a few days after his admission, his life no longer in danger. In this one, Ghost was sleeping too, head in his elbow near Soap's head and his other hand holding Soap's hand.
"Who took this one?" Soap asked, moved by the tenderness of Ghost's hold on him in the picture. It would have been right after Johnny had admitted to maybe liking him more than friends, before they were officially dating.
"The hospital one?"
Soap hummed.
"Price did. Said it was for blackmail. Should have seen him, he looked like his child had just married the person of their dreams and had ridden off into a rainbow on a unicorn or some shit. Old man's sentimental as fuck, but I didn't call him on his bullshit, he's already old, that's punishment enough."
Soap giggled in response. The next few pictures were all of them together but each time he was either turning his back or asleep.
"Why the fuck am ah never looking at the camera?" he whined. He wanted some cute couple pictures, dammit!
"Couldn't have you suspecting what I was planning," Simon said, kissing his shoulder soothingly. Only then Soap noticed that he had taken his mask off at some point and turned to ask for a proper kiss, which he immediately got.
"Keep going, there's more pictures," Simon whispered against his lips when he tried to turn around to kiss him some more. His pouting only got him a smirk in response, so he got comfortable again and brought the slide viewer back against his eyes.
He was happy he did. The next picture waiting for him was just Simon in the mirror, almost in full gear, but with one gloveless hand dragging his trousers down so the camera could see the bottom of his stomach, follow along his happy trail and reaching the very top of his pubic hair. The picture cut of his head, but he could see that his mouth was uncovered and he was holding the glove with his teeth.
Soap groaned. "Steaming Jesus, love, you're so hot."
He felt Simon hide his face in the back of his neck, warmer than usual, and chuckled a bit. He loved him so fucking much.
There were four more pictures of Simon, in various suggestive poses and states of undress, some almost showing his cock but never quite committing, making Johnny feel like he was being teased.
He was getting hard though and so ready to be done with the pictures and access the real thing. But Simon was still tense behind him. In fact, he had only gotten tenser and tenser with each click.
Soap was unsure why. They never had a problem with their sexual life, Simon had already changed his mind about having sex after starting and Soap had absolutely no problem with that, was glad to hug him instead and reassure him when he had tried to apologize.
Simon knew that there was no pressure, ever, to have sex. Hell, Johnny would still be happy even if Simon decided that he never wanted to have sex again, and he had made sure to make Simon understand that.
Then he got to the last picture and immediately understood.
It wasn't a picture of either of them, just a little bit of paper, with a few words written in Ghost's awful handwriting.
Just a few words that made Johnny drop the viewer on the covers and turn around to grab Simon's face, worriedly looking in his eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking for any trace of Simon forcing himself. "Baby, ah'm happy to bottom for the rest of mah life, there's no pressure, okay?"
Simon looked at him with warmth in his eyes and his cheeks completely red, a wrapping bow added on top of his head. "I know," he said simply. "I just want to. I don't want to be haunted by memories anymore. I used to like it, and I want to like it again. With you. Just.... Be gentle, okay?"
Johnny kissed his forehead. "Ah dinnae think ah ken how no tae be gentle with ye, love."
77 notes · View notes
pocketramblr · 4 months
Note
For the five ask game, if that's still going on, how about an iideku au where OFA ships them?
Torn between thinking this means the vestiges ship them, or that it means the quirk itself is a very excitable puppy dog that wants Tenya around as much as possible...
1- Tenya did not make a great first impression on 5/7.5 vestiges. Kudo and Bruce were like 'let 👏 him 👏 speak 👏' because they do, you know, kinda think Izuku's annoying but they sorta all did a 180° turn about him after the exam when Tenya apologized and praised Izuku's choice. Most of them like him. Bruce and Kudo are wondering how this kid keeps getting people to decide to like him after all.
2- OfA reacts differently under Izuku's hands, but he never realizes it because he assumes it's his own emotions and projecting. Yeah, his quirk feels jumpy and volatile around Kacchan like he could set it off and blow up his arm too easily, and fun and bubbly around Uraraka who's sure he'll figure out how to use it soon, and ok Izuku isn't sure why OfA races up to his skin faster around Iida, pushy, but maybe it's because he feels competitive with his friend.
3- The vestiges are actually in agreement for once when Izuku looks at Tenya at the train station. That Kid Is Going To Try To Commit Murder (and probably die in the attempt). "Is that what I looked like the last time you saw me alive?" Kudo asks Bruce. "No. But it's what I looked like to Shinomori." They want to help him. They want Izuku to help him. Izuku wants to help him. But they can't do anything except try to bend the power into something Izuku can actually use, and hope it's enough when the kid jumps off the train to find Tenya.
4- Nana, romantic she is, keeps getting excited when it seems they might lean in closer, might take each other's hands. Kudo asks if she and her husband were high school sweethearts to have such optimistic expectation of such a relationship, but Banjo says that dang it, Izuku at least deserves boyfriend even if they split after school, and Yoichi who has little concept of school and had a max relationship length of two months just wants them to confess already. Tenya's admiration is clear to everyone in Izuku's head except Izuku, and they can feel the boy's heartbeat in return. But sadly, they can't do anything while Izuku can't hear them... But, once he can...
5- "Good job training today, you'll master Float as soon as it comes to you at this rate!" Nana cheers Izuku in his dreams. He blushes, still unable to talk in the fog, but they figured out how to have him write in a notebook while he's there. "Hey, you know, White Day is coming up. Any plans? I can help you make something." Izuku raises his eyebrows because he's been warned Nana is a bit of a lethal chef, and also he's already made plans to make chocolate in return for his classmates, and more than triple the chocolate covered apple slices Eri was so excited to present him with a month ago. "I mean, other than Eri and the courtesy chocolate. Any confession plans?" Izuku starts waving his hands because he didn't get any confession chocolate and haha, why would he need to give any now, and En just sighs and breaks in with a "they need a third day for gay chocolate, bet Iida-kun would have made something for you then."
Izuku is eventually cajoled into making some orange chocolate treats for Tenya, only because he'd have plausible deniability that he just wanted to gift to his friends, but then Tenya presents him with All Might shaped chocolates and admits that maybe they are not purely platonic but that he still highly values Midoriya's friendship and would never mention the feelings again if he didn't want them and completely understands rejection and truly he- wait he didn't get rejected? Wait, it's the same for Midoriya? Both of them are very red, but happy. They don't really change much, neither is one for pda and calling each other their boyfriend feels like A Lot, but they do share food more often and move to calling each other by their given name in a manner that is adorably both shy and excited. But ah, we're halfway through March, and at the end of the month...
A couple weeks later, Izuku tapes letters to the doors of his classmates, then packs a bag to go, not planning on returning to the dorms again. He picks up the little bag of All Might chocolates that he'd slowly been going through. There's only two left. He slips them into the side pocket of his bag, then slips himself out of his window and down the building to leave campus, the vestiges silent around him and his quirk burning to go back when he can't.
19 notes · View notes
mxflintoldblog · 2 years
Text
I just read the worst take ever on The Ones who walk away from Omelas but i'm being so brave about it.
61 notes · View notes
uraniumglassgirl · 8 months
Text
I love that valve is immune to sequelitis. They just make their games better
6 notes · View notes
wings-of-sapphire · 5 months
Text
Forgot I was in the Arcane fandom for a bit…
Anyways, you gonna help me up, cupcake?
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
Note
WHen you said MCYT I was like oh god no and then you said hermitcraft and I was like oh!!! Okay thank god lol
like I said, mcyt is certainly one of the more controversial fandoms out there- but I absolutely avoid content creators I find problematic, so no need to worry :)
32 notes · View notes
voidsentprinces · 10 months
Text
*eats European chocolate from Bulgaria* ...so its just semi-sweet chocolate.
5 notes · View notes
ajarofpickledtears · 1 year
Text
hey
this is your sign to at least consider getting up and doing something, whether it is doing a chore you've been pushing off or just brushing your teeth
or... just getting up
also try and have some food and drink a sip of whatever at least somewhat hydrating beverage of your choice
your (probably not so local) exhausted and depressed wannabe cryptid
Tumblr media
8 notes · View notes
inkykeiji · 1 year
Text
bf’s dad made me double chocolate walnut brownies!! (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧ munching on them as i edit hehehe <333
8 notes · View notes
imwritesometimes · 8 months
Text
I wish I could just get paid to make bundt cakes :/
1 note · View note
poofy-pile · 1 year
Note
Can i gush to you about someone i think i have a silly little crush on (i could do it with url i dont mind but i wanna do it anonymously i wanna feel the secret admirer adrenaline rush and also i want someone to acknowledge and help the feelings augh)
ABSOLUTELY hello i would love to hear do tell
2 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Went to see hot chocolate nutcracker and they had a pony and a flying sugarplum fairy!
It’s such a cool take on the nutcracker with so many different styles of dancers and some really talented dancers
I saw the Netflix documentary Thursday and then realized it was a showing this weekend and in an attempt to see all the LA things to go. I couldn’t find anybody to go with so took myself.
5 notes · View notes
casiavium · 2 years
Text
I hate the two cakes art metaphor I hate the two cakes art metaphor I hate the two cakes art—
#can we as a society stop pretending 'holy shit two cakes!!!' is actually a thing#no one is going 'omg two cakes!!!' they are absolutely looking at both works and deciding one is better than the other#and sometimes. more often than not. they decide they're only hungry enough for one#and you know what? fair. you can't eat every cake and you can't read every fic. choices have to be made#I saw one that made SO much more sense. instead of 'omg two cakes' it was 'oh! one without frosting!'#because if everyone was going omg two cakes the numbers would show it. numbers don't mean anything blah blah blah#it's more like... two cakes. yours isn't as big and is put behind the first one. most people see the first one and get a piece. they never#see yours. by the time some do—they're full. HOWEVER if someone GOES LOOKING for the frostingless or gluten free or vanilla flavor#THEN they're excited. you can like both but like it or not one is 'better' than the other. gluten free cake often sucks but hey. it's gf#people 100% complain about 'wattpad quality' work. they're not going omg two cakes. but someone out there is gluten free.#sorry I just say a tiktok making fun of it but included 'oh! frostingless cake' and I was like YEAH that's IT#THAT'S why I don't like the metaphor#so yes. my art/writing is often the equivalent of a dry and grainy cupcake BUT it's gluten free#and sometimes that's the only thing I can eat#and sometimes my friends eat the gluten free cake too and go hey this is actually pretty good! would they normally choose it? no.#given a choice between YOU CAN ONLY PICK ONE would they choose it? lmao no#but there's plenty of people that can't have the normal one for whatever reason#maybe they don't like that's it's chocolate but tolerate it. maybe they're also gf and straight up can't have it#so even though maybe they do like the normal one... and are like yeah I know objectively this is a better tasting cake#they will choose the dry and grainy gluten free one. maybe they have to. maybe they really do want to#anyway wtf am I talking about. it's 1 am😭
2 notes · View notes
1dragon-mustard1 · 1 year
Text
Omg, are you saying I can enjoy reading someone who has a different opinion than me and still enjoy it because it's thoughtful, well supported and nicely done?
Yes, you can.
1 note · View note
teabookgremlin · 7 days
Text
usually my boss is so good at managing the schedule and we’re well staffed or even over staffed but yesterday was so hellish
#it was free crepe day so the place was packed with college students looking for free food#and we had two baristas max plus a manager who had to help the kitchen#and gaps in the schedule where only one barista was scheduled so multiple of us had to stay late to not abandon a coworker#and it was so much#so many people#i had a sore throat when i left from yelling at people to leave open space in the restaurant so we could get through and from calling out#orders#i wanted to start killing#i was mostly calling out orders which was much better than doing register#but at one point i had to do both bc the other front of house person was helping the kitchen#so i was in charge of register getting people their food making drinks#it was so bad#also at one point their was a probably not service dog in there but i did not have the energy to go ask the two questions of the handler#and so many people being idiots#like no now is not the time to ask if our hazelnut chocolate spread is locally made#just order your food and get the fuck out of the way#and also fucking listen for your name! and if you didn’t get your crepe say something sooner than when you’ve been waiting for an hour!#and i’m working tonight and tomorrow morning! can’t escape!#actually next week i just have two shifts but i’ll probably pick up more bc people don’t know how to request time off#literally the same handful of people put shifts up for grabs every week when if you ask for time off you 99.9% of the time get it#i do like this job and it’s generally fairly easy but fuck it’s rough at times
1 note · View note