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#or eat a ton of junk food

peachtozier · 8 months

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I know we all think Eddie is the one most likely to have some healthy diet like being vegan but consider Richie. he's already a bit of a hippie in the book. most of his dinners are just carrot sticks and vegan ranch. maybe he even has his own little vegetable garden in la. he's a habitual snacker so he brings mandarins everywhere bc they're the perfect snack food. consider

#environmentalist richie my beloved........#richie tozier #it 2017 #the sheer amount of frozen vegan junk food this man has in his freezer is impressive #eddie forces himself to eat a shit ton of red meat bc hes worried abt his iron levels #eddie kaspbrak #connors hcs

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la-princessaa · 1 year

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Man, speaking of soda, people on weight loss forums are so fucking weird. "Oh, I've been at this for so long and now everything I used to eat is too sweet or rich or fatty it's made junk food so unappealing to me god I can't believe I lived like this" like what contest are you tryna win. Admit to people you'd still slam an entire can of Pringles.

#sammy's random posts #weight tw #weight loss tw #shit's insane to me like yeah there's a ton of merit to it makes your tummy feel gross #like if i eat too much junk food i feel slow and yucky but like #chips still taste good. cookies still taste good. all of this still tastes good and i think you're lying

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why-animals-do-the-thing · 9 months

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You may notice I frequently comment on the assumptions people make about animal facilities based on their branding. Frequently, people assume accredited facilities are inherently better for animals than unaccredited facilities, or assume sanctuaries are inherently more moral / better at caring for their animals than zoos.

I want to show you an example of why I am always, always skeptical of these assumptions.

If you’re in the California area, you might have heard about Hank the Tank - who is actually a Henrietta, btw - the 500 pound nuisance bear from Lake Tahoe who broke into 21 homes in search of food. She was recently captured by wildlife officials and moved to a sanctuary in Colorado. The Wild Animal Sanctuary has three main facilities, two in Colorado and one in TX. To give you some context, it’s the biggest carnivore sanctuary in the country - they advertise somewhere between 300-500 animals, mostly large carnivores, between their properties. It’s where most of the Tiger King cats went. It’s PETA’s preferred placement for confiscated exotic animals. So, obviously, it’s got to be great, right? Except… take a look at what they posted about Henrietta’s arrival.

Here’s their post about Henrietta’s arrival at the Refuge, the large facility in Colorado that isn’t open to the public. Let’s take a closer look at that food trough…

What do we see here? An entire rotisserie chicken that is either blackened or highly seasoned, and a whole ham. Maybe a second chicken underneath the pile, I can’t quite tell. The sanctuary gets the majority of their bear food donated from groceries stores once it’s past the sell-by date, so we know those are older meats and they’re full of a ton of salt. Then, for fruit and veg, there’s a cantaloupe, mango, corn, avocado, grapes, and apples. Maybe a pepper or two, it’s hard to tell. That’s a lot of sugar and not a lot of fiber or roughage.

But… on top of it and to the right… are those Twizzlers?

Yes.

The sanctuary confirmed on Facebook that they fed this recently rescued obese bear what looks like almost an entire pack of Twizzlers.

I don’t know of any world in which it’s appropriate to feed candy to a bear. Maybe a piece or two as a really high value reinforcer for hard behaviors (that isn’t relevant here, it’s openly against this sanctuary’s ethos to do any husbandry or medical training). An entire pack of Twizzlers is just appalling. But it’s not uncommon for this facility! I have a book written about their operations and animal care (that I bought at their gift shop this spring) which openly discusses how the bears get fed bread, doughnuts, marshmallows, and all sorts of incredibly unhealthy food that comes in with the grocery donations.

But hey, this is apparently fine for the bears, according to the sanctuary’s founder. He was quoted in that same book as saying “Bears are the only animal I know of that can eat insane amounts of sugar and it never hurts them. It does not hurt their organs. They do not get clogged arteries. They do not have high blood pressure. In the wild they eat all these sweet berries in the fall, and they convert sugar to fat… so the more sugar they get the better… we would all love to have a system like that!”

Now while it’s true that bears have physiological adaptations that modulate their insulin production and sensitivity in ways that appear to prevent them from from developing diabetes, that does’t mean it’s healthy for them to regularly eat processed carbohydrates, sugar, and general junk food. And remember - Henrietta gained her fame because of how incredibly overweight she already is, and because she was seeking out human food, According to the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife, a healthy weight for a normal adult black bear is between 100-300 pounds. So, obviously, the best thing to do is… continue to feed her candy.

Then, later on in the book, it details how they have to bribe a camel to sit tight for a regular medical examination (since they don’t train for medical behaviors) by letting him drink a can of Mountain Dew each time.

If a zoo was known publicly to be feeding their animals Mountain Dew or a couple Twizzlers - even just once, on a rare occasion - they’d be eviscerated in the media and by public opinion. But feeding out inappropriate junk food appears to be a pretty common practice at this place, and it just goes unscrutinized because everyone assumes sanctuaries are inherently better for animals.

So, long story short, never make assumptions about the quality of a facility based on it’s branding or accreditation. (TWAS is accredited by the Global Federation of Animal Sanctuaries). If you have concerns about the ethics or practices of a facility, always try to put your preconceptions aside, go and see for yourself, and think critically about what you see and what you’re told.

#animal sanctuary #hank the tank #zoo industry politics #sanctuary politics #I have a lot of thoughts about this facility and some of the truly distressing things occurring there but am not yet ready to say much #suffice to say this is somewhere I would strongly discourage you from supporting

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fatecantstopme · 2 months

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Unattached Drifter Christmas

Pairing: Dean Winchester x plus size!reader

Summary: Dean decides he’d rather spend Valentine’s Day curled up on the couch with you.

Warnings: Cursing, use of pet names. SMUT, unprotected sex (P in V), oral (M & F receiving)

A/N: in honor of Valentine’s Day, I gift you an adorable Dean Winchester fluffy smutty delight. 💜

"What are your plans, Sammy?" you asked from your perch on the kitchen counter.

"I happen to have a date," he replied with a smirk.

"Oooo with whom?"

"Just a nice local girl I met at the library last week."

"Sam Winchester and the nice local girl...sounds like a book I'd read," you teased.

He rolled his eyes and threw a dish towel at you. "What about you?"

"I have an excellent night planned," you confirmed. "Since Dean will be out cruising for ladies to go home with, I figured I could steal the Dean Cave for the night. I'm ordering a pizza, watching scary movies, eating a shit ton of junk food, and washing it all down with a bottle of wine."

Sam laughed. "Now that sounds like a party."

"Someone say 'party'?" Dean asked as he entered the kitchen.

"We were just discussing our Valentine's Day plans," Sam responded.

"You celebrating Unattached Drifter Christmas?" you asked in a teasing tone.

Dean shrugged and grabbed a beer out of the fridge. "Nahh, I think I'm gonna sit this year out. I'd rather stay home."

"Awww man," you grumbled.

Dean looked at you with an arched brow. "Is that a problem?"

"No," you answered quickly. "It just puts a bit of a wrench in my plans."

"And what are your plans?" he asked.

"I was gonna take over the Dean Cave for the night--scary movie marathon, pizza, snacks, alcohol."

"Pizza, snacks, and alcohol is my holy trinity," Dean said with a wide smirk. "Would you be opposed to me crashing your party?"

"You hate scary movies," you said.

"Yeah, but you love them," he countered. "I'm the crasher, so I'm not gonna demand a change in movie genre."

You smiled at him. "Alright, then you can come. I'll even supply beer."

Dean winked at you. "The way to my heart," he teased.

You rolled your eyes and hopped off the counter. "Oh, did Sam mention he has a date tonight?"

Sam shot you a look and you hurried out of the kitchen, laughing quietly as Dean started to tease his brother.

"A date, baby bro? Look at you!"

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You'd sent Dean to pick up the pizza while you set up the Dean Cave for the evening's festivities. You'd made a run to the grocery store earlier in the day to pick up yours and Dean's favorite snacks, as well as a decent supply of wine and beer.

You were more than satisfied with your selections, but for some reason you felt anxious. Well...to be honest, you knew the reason. You hadn't expected Dean to be staying home and you certainly didn't count on him joining you for the evening.

You'd known Dean for a little over five years and in that time you'd grown to care about him deeply, more than you should. He was a genuinely good person underneath his gruff exterior, a facade he had dropped with you long ago.

If you were completely honest with yourself, you knew you loved him, but you would never say anything to him. You knew him too well. Dean had lost virtually everyone he'd ever loved and he blamed himself for their deaths. He avoided romantic relationships like the plague because he didn't want to add another name to the body count. It was hard enough for him to bring you into his life as a friend, and there was no way he would risk anything more than that.

So of course, you kept your mouth shut, hiding your feelings from both Winchesters. The only person that knew how you felt was Jody and she would take that secret to the grave if you wanted her to. You would rather have Dean as a friend than lose him completely.

You tossed your favorite oversized blanket onto the couch with a sigh. You were trying not to think about curling up next to Dean for a movie marathon on freaking Valentine's Day of all days. You knew it was the romantic nature of the day itself that had your stomach in knots. You'd watched movies and binge ate with Dean countless times before without issue, but there was an added intensity to this instance simply because it happened to be February 14th.

You also couldn't help but wonder why Dean wasn't planning on going out. You couldn't remember the last time he neglected to celebrate 'Unattached Drifter Christmas' as he'd always called it. In fact, Dean hadn't been out to pick up a girl in weeks...you were struggling to recall the last time Dean didn't decline a girl's invitation to come home with her.

"I've brought sustenance!" The man in question spoke from behind you, startling you out of your thoughts.

"Jesus!" you yelped.

Dean chuckled lightly. "Sorry, sweetheart. Didn't mean to scare you."

You shot him a look that clearly said 'I wasn't scared', which only caused him to laugh harder.

You tossed a piece of popcorn at him and headed towards the door. "I'm gonna change into comfy clothes before we get started."

"Good idea," he agreed, placing the pizza down on the table before following you out the door.

Five minutes later, you came back into the Dean Cave wearing your most comfortable leggings and an oversized worn out band tee you'd had for at least a decade. You'd opted to forgo a bra for comfort's sake and you hoped Dean wouldn't notice.

Dean was already sitting on the couch, wearing his gray sweatpants and a plain black tee. It was almost offensive how hot he looked in that outfit--no man had any right to look that good in sweatpants.

When you walked in, Dean's gaze traveled from the TV to you. You noticed his pupils dilate slightly as he looked at you, but you figured that was due to the change in light.

You plopped down on the couch beside him, leaving plenty of space between the two of you to avoid any awkwardness. "Ready to be terrified?" you teased.

Dean groaned softly. "You know I'm only watching these because you love them."

You grinned and snagged the remote from him. "They're so good!"

"Our life is a scary movie," he grumbled. "I don't know why you like these."

"I think that's actually why I like them. Our real lives are full of the kind of shit that would make people lose their minds, but for us, it's just another Tuesday. These movies are either cheesy as hell or have an exaggerated version of a monster we have hunted and killed--so it becomes entertaining instead of scary."

Dean raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Or you're crazy."

You smiled at him and shot him a wink. "That's just an added bonus."

He rolled his eyes and grabbed a slice of pizza. As he shoveled food into his mouth, you opened up a streaming service and typed in the name of the first movie you wanted to watch.

"You remember The Conjuring right? And Annabelle?"

"Yeah," he answered. "That Annabelle one was creepy as hell."

You grinned. "Well this one is in the same universe and I've been dying to watch it."

You pressed play on the remote and the opening credits of The Nun began to play. You snuggled up under the blanket and sighed contentedly, a piece of pizza in one hand and a glass of wine in the other.

Dean glanced at you and couldn't help the soft smile that graced his lips. It was rare he got to see you truly happy and content, so this was a moment he intended to fully savor. He studied your face, desperate to commit it to memory, unwilling to forget how beautiful you looked in this moment.

He sighed softly and closed his eyes, still picturing your face clearly in his mind. It brought another smile to his lips and he breathed in deeply, smelling a mixture of your shampoo and your perfume. He wanted you to be closer to him, but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

He made a split second decision and voiced his request aloud, "It's a little chilly in here. Do you mind sharing the blanket with me?" He wasn't cold at all, but he thought it might get you to move closer to him to share.

"Oh! Sure." You smiled and scooted in his direction, holding the edge of the blanket out to him.

He took it and started to cover himself. "You're gonna need to come a little closer, sweetheart," he said with a chuckle. "I need a bit more coverage."

You laughed and moved even closer to him so your arms were now touching. "Better?" you teased.

"Much," he affirmed.

You tried to keep your body relaxed and focused on the movie, but Dean's proximity was overwhelming your senses. You could smell his aftershave, feel his body heat, and see the rise and fall of his chest much more clearly than before. The simple act of a man breathing should not be a turn on...yet here you were.

You shifted slightly as you felt a familiar wave of heat pool in your belly. Not now, you thought to yourself.

"You okay, doll?" Dean asked softly.

His voice sounded lower than before, huskier even, and you had to bite your lip to keep from audibly moaning. As it was, you could feel the slick gathering between your legs, which was mortifying enough.

"I'm fine," you lied, shifting again.

Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulders and tugged you into his side. "Come 'ere," he muttered. "Get comfortable."

You gasped softly at the sudden movement, but you allowed him to pull you closer. You laid your head against his chest and sighed quietly. You had to admit, it was a much more comfortable position to be in, even if it increased your longing.

"Better?" he whispered, echoing your earlier question.

"Yeah," you mumbled.

Dean smiled down at you even though you couldn't see it. He liked this new position--he liked holding you. He knew he was crossing boundaries he'd never intended to cross, but his feelings had become unbearable as of late.

He couldn't remember a moment when he didn't want you and it was getting harder to remember a time when he didn't love you. The last couple months had been hell on his heart and he was starting to break. He hid it from everyone, especially you, but he knew he couldn't do that for much longer.

His random hookups had stopped alleviating his desire to be with you, instead increasing that need tenfold after every encounter. So he stopped hooking up with women altogether. He'd considered moving out of the bunker for a while to get away, but he couldn't do that to Sam or to you.

He found himself in a predicament he'd been trying to avoid for years and the walls he'd built around his heart had started to crumble. There was nothing he wouldn't do to keep you safe--he'd rip out his own still-beating heart if he had to--but he couldn't find the strength to stop loving you. No matter what he did, his love only grew.

It wasn't fair to you and he knew he shouldn't love you, shouldn't tell you, shouldn't pull you into something with him that would almost certainly get you killed, but his own pain was becoming too much. The physical ache in his chest when you were apart was beginning to impact every part of his life, including hunting. He'd be lying if he said it didn't terrify him, but he couldn't fight his feelings any longer.

"(Y/N)?" Dean asked softly.

"Hmm?" you hummed, eyes still trained on the TV.

"Can you look at me, sweetheart?" he murmured.

You shifted your head to look up at him. You were struck by how brilliantly green his irises looked in the dimly lit room, your lips parting slightly in surprise.

Dean's heart was hammering in his chest so quickly he was certain you could hear it. When your pretty (y/e/c) eyes met his, he was immediately lost in them--adrift in an ocean of (y/e/c).

He knew this was it--it was now or never...he could either take the leap or let his pain drown him in loneliness. He chose the former. He lowered his head the short distance to place a soft, warm kiss against your lips.

The moment you felt his lips on yours, it was like the world stopped spinning. Suddenly there was nothing but you and Dean--nothing else existed, nothing else mattered. Just you and Dean.

When your lips began to move against his, returning his kiss, he groaned happily. His hands grabbed at your torso, seeking comfort in your soft flesh. He tugged you towards him, and you shifted your body to straddle his lap, lips never leaving his.

In your new position, you could feel his hardening member pressing against your clothed core. You ground against him, earning a moan from deep in his throat. His hands tightened their grip on your hips and your nails dug into his shoulders as the sensation sent a bolt of electricity through you.

Dean's hands snaked under your shirt and he began tugging it upwards in an attempt to remove it. The logical part of your brain suddenly kicked back on and you grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Dean--wait," you gasped, pulling away from him slightly.

His eyes widened and his body tensed. He quickly removed his hands from your body and held them up in surrender. "I'm sorry, we can stop. I--"

You shook your head. "I just need...I need to say something." You bit your lip. "I don't wanna be a one night stand or a friends with benefits thing. I-I can't, Dean. I can't."

The pain in your voice nearly broke his heart. He wanted to reassure you, but he wasn't sure you would believe him. He had a reputation and it was Valentine's Day...what were the odds you'd believe him?

"(Y/N), listen to me," he said gently, taking your hands in his. "I would never ever make you to do something you didn't want to do...and I would never purposefully hurt you. I need you to know that. Do you know that, (Y/N/N)?"

"Yes," you whispered, nodding slowly.

"Good...because I mean it. I can't do any more one night stands or casual hookups or friends with benefits situations. I can't handle any of those things anymore than I can pretend I don't need you. And I do need you, (Y/N/N). I need you in every way a person can possibly need another...mentally, emotionally, physically--all of it. You're the best part of my fucked up life and I don't want to lose you."

It was rare to see Dean so open and vulnerable. This was one of the very few times you'd been witness to it, but this was, by far, the most emotional moment you'd ever shared with him. You wanted to respond, to say all the things you'd carried in your heart for years, but you couldn't think of a single word to say.

Your silence dragged on long enough that Dean began to worry he'd crossed a line he shouldn't have...a line he couldn't uncross. "Please, (Y/N)," he begged. "Say something."

"I'm sorry," you said quickly, realizing you'd been silent too long. Dean's face fell and you knew he believed you were about to reject him. You placed your hands against his chest in a calming manner, desperate to infuse your love in the touch.

"You're not going to lose me, Dean," you assured him. "I'm not going anywhere...my place is here, with you. This is where I belong--where I want to be. Wherever you are is home to me."

He didn't need grand gestures or romantic poetry. He didn't need some eloquent speech about how much you loved him. All he needed was to hear your sweet voice saying he was your 'home' and he was a goner.

When his lips met yours for the second time, everything felt different. It was as if all the moments of his life before this were in black and white and he was seeing in color for the first time. He felt alive in a way he'd forgotten--whole, in a way he'd never experienced.

He'd had very few positive relationships in his past and most of them ended bloody. He'd thought he'd been in love before, but those feelings paled in comparison to the way he felt about you. This was love, a love so real--so lasting--it was branded into his very soul.

His fingers gripped the edge of your shirt again and this time, you allowed him to remove it. "Fuck," he groaned, hungry eyes trained on your naked chest. "No bra?"

"I wanted to be comfortable."

His large, calloused hands gripped your heavy breasts and he gently kneaded the supple flesh. "I want my girl to be comfortable all the time," he murmured. "So I think we should burn all your bras."

Your soft chuckle morphed into a moan as his lips found one of your nipples. You rolled your hips against him, a soft gasp escaping your lips.

Dean wanted to take his time with you and he was thoroughly enjoying his current activities, but it seemed you had other plans in mind.

"Dean," you whined. "Need you."

He gave your nipple one last gentle lick before lifting his head. "I'm right here, baby."

You rolled your hips against his throbbing cock and he groaned. Clearly you wanted more and he was in no position to deny you anything.

He gripped you tightly and stood up. You yelped in surprise and wrapped your legs around his waist. He turned around so your back was to the couch and he slowly lowered you down, placing you on the couch in front of him. He kneeled down and looked up at you, eyes dark with desire.

His hands slid slowly up your thighs, coming to a stop at the hem of your pants. "Can I take these off?"

You nodded rapidly.

He smirked and began to peel your leggings down at a painfully slow pace. You whined in annoyance, but Dean simply smiled. "Patience, sweetheart."

Finally, your pants, and subsequently your underwear, were tossed onto the floor, leaving you completely bare before him. There was a small part of you that felt self-conscious being naked in front of Dean. It was always uncomfortable for you the first time you found yourself in this position with a new man, but Dean was different. You weren't sure if it was the hunger in his gaze, the affection he clearly had for you, or the love you felt for him...you felt safe, you felt comfortable, and you felt loved. That was all that mattered.

Dean licked his lips in anticipation as he slowly spread your legs, revealing your soaking wet pussy to him. He groaned softly, spreading your legs wider to get an even better view.

"Now that's the prettiest pussy I've ever seen," he murmured. He slid a finger between your folds to collect some of your juices before bringing the finger to his mouth. He sucked it clean with a moan of enjoyment. "Delicious."

Before you had time to react, Dean had grabbed your hips and dragged you forward so you were closer to the edge of the couch. His mouth was on you in an instant, feasting on you like he might never eat again.

Your head fell back against the cushion and soft moans began to stream from your lips. Your legs rested on his shoulders and your hand gripped his hair tightly. Salacious sounds filled the room and you were glad Sam was gone for the night. You had a feeling it was only going to get louder.

Dean's experience in the bedroom was very evident as he ate you out. He was extremely skilled, but more importantly he paid attention to you. He was desperate to learn exactly what drove you wild and he wouldn't stop until he'd mapped out all of your pleasure points.

"Dean," you gasped softly, grip on his hair tightening.

He knew you were close, the way your legs began to tremble and your grip on his hair indicating your impending orgasm like a flashing neon sign.

His fingers dug into your hips, holding you in place so you couldn't squirm away. With expert precision, Dean spelled his own full name against your clit with his tongue, sending you into a spiral of moaning, shaking bliss.

Dean continued to lap up your juices as you came down, and to your surprise, he didn't stop, even as you began to tug on his hair in earnest. "Please, Dean! Too much," you pleaded.

Dean sucked your little bundle of nerves into his mouth and slipped two fingers inside of you. He quickly found your sweet spot and began to drag his fingers along it repeatedly. The shock waves of pleasure had you changing your pleas to moans in seconds.

Your pussy gripped his fingers like iron and he couldn't wait to feel you grip his cock in the same fashion. He hadn't even been inside you yet and he already knew he would never want another woman's body the way he wanted yours.

"Dean!" you cried out, thick thighs squeezing his head, hips gyrating against his mouth as you came once again.

He lapped up everything you had to give him hungrily--wishing he could stay between your legs forever. This time, however, he allowed you to pull him up by his hair.

You were completely breathless, chest rising and falling rapidly. Dean licked his lips and wondered how sexy you'd look riding him, breasts bouncing as he slammed up into you.

"I think," you mumbled, "you have...too much...clothing on."

He laughed at your breathless remark. He had to agree with your sentiment, so he stood up and removed his shirt quickly. When he stood, you were rewarded with a nice view of his erection pressing against the confines of his sweats.

He smiled at you and slowly lowered his pants, revealing his very large member. The tip was red and throbbing, precum leaking from the slit. You licked your lips and eyed him hungrily, wanting to wrap your lips around it with a desperation that surprised you.

"Sit," you begged.

Dean smirked and obliged, sitting down beside you. You slid off the couch and crawled the short distance to settle between his legs.

Your soft hands wrapped around his cock and he groaned softly. "You're so big," you whispered.

"Your hands are small," he teased.

"But my mouth isn't."

Dean didn't have the time to process your sassy comment before your mouth wrapped around him and you began to suck his cock in earnest.

"Holy fuck-" he groaned, head falling back against the cushion.

He tangled his hand in your hair and gently guided your head as you began to take his cock deeper into your throat. You flexed the back of your tongue as you did so and he groaned loudly.

Having gotten the reaction you'd desired, you did the same move a couple more times, allowing his cock to almost leave your mouth before sucking him deep into your throat.

His grip on your hair tightened and his hips thrust forward, causing you to gag slightly. Instead of trying to lift off him, you breathed deeply through your nose and held steady, relaxing your throat as best as you could.

"Baby, you're doing so good for me," Dean murmured. "Making me feel amazing."

You moaned around his cock and reached between his legs to cup his balls and give them a gentle squeeze. His hips bucked slightly at the action, causing you to smirk.

You continued to suck his cock until he tugged your hair a little more harshly. "You gotta stop, doll, or I'm gonna cum."

You hummed in disappointment, but allowed him to pull you off his cock with a soft popping sound. He looked down at you with lust filled eyes and beckoned you towards him.

"Come up here, baby. I wanna touch you," he begged.

You climbed onto the couch with him, straddling his legs once again. You lowered yourself slowly, rubbing his cock against your wet core. You leaned forward to kiss him and repeated the action. He moaned against your lips before pressing his tongue against them, demanding entry.

You parted your lips and kissed him deeply, allowing his tongue to assert dominance. The kiss was passionate and loving, but the fire that burned inside of both of you in that moment only cared about pleasure.

"I need to be inside you," Dean whispered against your lips.

"Please," you begged him, rutting against him once more.

He gripped his cock tightly and lined himself up with your entrance. Once the tip pressed against your tight opening, he released his grip, hands settling on your hips to help guide you down.

You moaned softly as you continued to lower yourself onto his cock--the stretch both painful and enjoyable all at once. He was larger than you were accustomed to, both in girth and in length, and it almost felt as if you were a virgin all over again.

You had to lean forward, pressing your body against his for support as you lowered yourself down completely. You'd never felt so full, your toes curled at the mere feeling.

"You okay, baby?" Dean murmured, hands gently rubbing soothing circles into your back as he allowed you time to adjust.

"Never better," you whispered in reply.

You pulled yourself up into a proper sitting position and gasped as he somehow sank even deeper into you.

Dean worried he'd hurt you until he saw the look in your eye. His concern quickly turned to a smirk of pride. He pressed his hand against your lower abdomen and growled, "You feel that, baby? I'm so deep inside you, you'll be feeling me for days."

You moaned softly, his words having the desired effect on you. You rolled your hips a little and he hissed softly.

"Fuck, doll."

He gripped your hips as you started to move, bouncing up and down on his cock slowly.

His lips attached themselves to your jaw, your neck, your collarbone--anywhere he could reach. He was reveling in the feeling of your soft body against his muscular one, your curves providing him with plenty of flesh to hold on to.

"You feel so good, baby," he moaned in your ear. "Pussy squeezing me so tight--can hardly breathe."

"Feels good, Dean," you whimper.

"Yeah, baby? You like the way my cock feels in your pretty little pussy? Stretching you just right--you were made for me."

You preened at the praise, which only made him want to praise you more.

"This perfect body of yours makes me feel so good, sweetheart. You take my cock so well. Wanna stay here forever just making you feel good--listening to those sweet sounds you make. Fuck, never wanna stop."

You loved his praise, but your thighs were starting to get tired from the exertion. Dean could feel you slowing down, so he pulled you forward, pressing your chest flush against his.

"I've got you, baby. Let me take over," he whispered.

You gripped his shoulders and nodded, more than willing to allow him to take control.

As soon as he felt your body relax against him, he planted his feet firmly on the floor and began to piston up into you. He held you tightly against him to prevent you from moving too much.

"Dean!" you cried, nails digging into his shoulders.

His cock pressed into your g-spot with each thrust and in a matter of moments, you were teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

"Can feel you squeezing me, baby. You gonna cum for me? Huh?" Dean asked huskily. "You gonna coat my cock with your sweet cum, baby? Cum for me, sweet girl. Wanna feel it."

You loved the way he begged and it had you coming undone in an instant. You screamed his name as your walls fluttered around his cock. It took all of his focus not to cum along with you.

"That's my good girl," he whispered. "I'm gonna cum soon, doll. Where you want it?"

"Inside me," you begged. "Please, Dean--fill me up."

"Oh, fuck-" Dean moaned loudly as he came, coating your walls with his seed.

After a few more thrusts, Dean stilled. He continued to hold you tightly against him, needing to feel you close to him as he came down from his high.

He rubbed your back soothingly and placed a soft kiss to your damp hairline. "You were so good for me, (Y/N/N)."

You kissed his shoulder. "Felt so good, Dean."

He smiled and squeezed you tighter. He sighed contentedly, enjoying the feeling of the woman he loved pressed against his chest.

His cock had begun to soften and his cum was leaking out of you and onto his thighs, but he couldn't be bothered. Taking care of you was his one and only priority.

"Do you need some water, sweetheart?" he asked softly.

You shook your head.

"Food?"

You shook your head again.

"Tell me what you need, baby," he begged.

You finally lifted your head to look him in his eyes. "I know it's cliché to say I love you after sex, but I don't care. I love you, Dean...I love you wholly and completely."

Dean nearly breathed a sigh of relief at your admission. "I can't even begin to express how happy it makes me to hear you say those words. I've been pushing the feeling down for years, but I can't do it anymore, (Y/N). I love you with everything I have--it might not be much, but it's yours. You have me forever--mind, body, and soul."

You smiled and gently caressed his cheek. He leaned into your touch and closed his eyes. You kissed him softly, which he immediately returned in kind.

When you separated, you noticed a mischievous glint in his bright green eyes. "Dean?"

"What are your thoughts about round two in my bedroom?"

You laughed lightly. "Are you gonna kick me out of your bed at 2am?"

"Not if you don't snore," he teased.

You smacked his shoulder affectionately and he laughed. "You're lucky you're so damn cute."

He grinned. "Actually, I'm adorable."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "You know, I think I like the idea of round two."

Dean smiled and pulled you even closer. "Hold onto me, sweetheart."

You gripped him tightly and he stood up, holding you to his chest. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he headed towards his bedroom.

When he entered his room, he gently tossed you onto the bed, earning a soft giggle from your lips. He climbed on top of you, pressing sweet kisses to your skin for several moments before finally kissing your soft lips.

"I'm glad you skipped 'Unattached Drifter Christmas' this year," you murmured.

He smiled. "Me too, baby. I think it's more 'Attached Drifter Christmas' now."

You laughed. "I love you, you dork."

He kissed you again. "Not as much as I love you."

The two of you spent the next couple hours continuing to explore each other's bodies, experiencing blinding pleasure over and over again.

Nothing could ever compare to the love you felt for each other, and in spite of everything, you both fell asleep in the comfort of each other's arms, dreaming of the beautiful future ahead.

#supernatural #dean winchester smut #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader smut #dean winchester x plus size!reader smut #dean winchester x plus size reader #supernatural smut

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k9wa · 2 years

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༉ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂’𝐒.

featuring mitsuya takashi, ryuguji ken, sano manjiro, hanemiya kazutora, matsuno chifuyu.

SYNOPSIS ︴ random headcanons i have for tokyo rev boys as boyfriends ◛ CONTENT ︴ gn reader (no referring pronouns,) bonten timeline.

T. MITSUYA

☆ always makes sure that you two have proper meals where you sit and eat together, since he can get tied up with work and other junk and can’t be around as much as he’d like to.

☆ adores it when you cook for him. he literally could Melt.

☆ very casually touchy when you guys are alone, like grabbing your shoulders when he walks past you or standing behind you and rubbing your back if you’re doing something at the counter or table.

☆ mitsuya is a hugger. he hugs you. all the time. in his sleep, on the couch while you’re watching a show together, in the shower, he’s a hugger.

☆ noises of confirmation when you tell stories or talk to him. (humming/nodding.) he doesn’t want to interrupt you, but wants to make sure you know he’s listening.

☆ takes candid photos of you all the time.

☆ HE BUYS YOU FLOWERS!! you always have a vase of fresh flowers on your countertop.

☆ he calls you pretty a lot. he thinks you are so pretty and makes it known.

“you look so pretty right now.”

“i’ve been awake for 30 seconds. i still have sleep in my eyes.”

“you look pretty.”

☆ sometimes when mitsuya is tired he’ll just rest his head on your shoulder and mumble or groan.

☆ he is a human heater. he is so warm to sleep beside. half the time you just ditch the blanket entirely and hug him. of course he doesn’t mind one bit.

☆ he’s like a grandma sometimes.

“do you need me to sew that for you?”

“theres a hole in your sweater, let me fix it.”

“want me to patch that for you?”

☆ mitsuya pick me. pick me pick me pick m

K. RYUGUJI

☆ teases you all the time and cracks tons of jokes. you two make so much fun of each other.

☆ always calls you on his breaks at work to ask about your day, he just likes to listen to you talk.

☆ like mitsuya he’s also very casually touchy, but not just in the confines of your own home. he likes to put an arm on your head when you stand next to him or pat and hold onto your thigh when you’re sitting together.

☆ get’s you to help him do his hair in the mornings when he’s way to tired to.

☆ speaking of mornings, if you live together, draken 90% of the time relies on you to get him up in the mornings.

he gets used to you sweetly waking him up, which eventually turns into him sleeping through his alarms and you drumming on his chest to get him to wake up and turn them off.

☆ sleeps like a rock, and is about as heavy as one too.

☆ god forbid you have somewhere to be on his days off. he is not waking up unless the world sets on fire.

“ken, wake up i gotta start getting ready.”

“….ken.”

“wake up holy shit you are literally crushing me.”

☆ he’s just shnooorrreee mimimi

☆ normally makes breakfast for himself when he wakes up before work, and always leaves you a portion of what he made in the fridge.

☆ love love loves taking you for rides on his bike. literally his favourite thing to do with you.

☆ not much of a date person? he’d much rather order food and hangout with you at home where you can both relax.

☆ i like to think you guys would try to invite everyone over every so often, and it brings draken a lot of warmth to see how well you get along with his found family around a table of food and far too many drinks.

☆ (also loves to watch you bicker with mikey.)

☆ draken is someone who most definitely treasures a somewhat domestic lifestyle with you. just waking up next to someone, eating dinner with them, and leaving leftovers for the other are things he never really got to witness outside of media growing up.

☆ (you are his first real home :sob:)

M. SANO

☆ this is in my own little world where mikey got to be happy post-tenjiku like everyone else ok.

☆ a relationship with mikey would not be something that happens quickly at all. it takes a lot for him to be open and vulnerable with another person in a way he generally never has been with anyone else.

☆ so when you two start going out, you’re already beyond comfortable with each other, and have an immense amount of trust.

☆ he’s not a sappy person whatsoever, so he shows his affection by teasing you or just random acts of kindness / gift giving.

“by the way i fixed that problem with the spark plug on your bike you mentioned.”

“oh, i went back and got you that sweater i saw you eyeing at the mall the other day.”

☆ mikey and you don’t go out to big restaurants or anywhere crowded. but he does take you out a lot.

☆ you two will race down the streets of shibuya to go to your favourite cafe, or hangout at your favourite park long after dark so you’re alone.

☆ (mikey will break every road rule for a parfait.)

☆ alternatively, you two go out to eat with his friends a lot. hot pot, barbecue, bar hopping, anything. normally its you, mikey, draken, takemichi and occasionally emma and hina.

☆ you two do however also do your fair share of staying at home.

☆ mikey really treasures his alone time with you, because thats his prime time to relax and let down his walls.

☆ he loves to lay with you and tell stories about his time with shinichiro as a kid.

☆ mikey always insists you guys should watch a movie and order in on lazy nights.

he then proceeds to eat his share of food (and a good bit of yours) in 5 minutes and falls asleep on top of you 20 minutes into the movie. his ass his not waking up, get comfy.

☆ mornings with mikey are a coin flip. he’s either grumpy and refuses to get out of bed or just sleepy. normally the grumpy can be subsided with a few extra minutes in bed of messing with his hair.

☆ overall, your relationship with mikey is a very special one and he is trying his very best. you’re helping him to heal.

K. HANEMIYA

☆ literally my scrungly.

☆ he is the sweetest bf i do not CAREEE my ass is not listening he’s amazing.

☆ like draken, he calls you on all of his breaks, sometimes will convince u to come down to the pet shop and see him.

“but theres the cutest kitten here you have to come meet him!”

so you go down.

“where’s the kitten?”

“aww you just missed him, he got adopted in the 10 minutes it took you to get here. lets hangout since you’re here anyway!”

☆ you’ve really gotta stop falling for it.

☆ he sweet talks you into eventually adopting a kitten with him. that cat is so spoiled.

☆ being in a relationship with kazutora is just…comfy. you guys are just used to eachother.

☆ you two make breakfast together on the mornings when you have time, and go back and forth on who gets to decide what you eat.

(kazutora just lets you decide most of the time.)

☆ kazutora’s rather clingy with you. sometimes he gets a little insecure about it, but a little reassurance and he’ll be just fine.

☆ always puts your legs on his lap when you sit on the couch together or kisses your cheek when your pass him. he loves to play with your hair, fingers, hoodie strings, he just likes to be touching you.

☆ he’s not the same way in public, pda isn’t really his thing, but he is aaaaalways holding your hand. his friends have most definitely poked fun at him for it.

☆ sometimes kazutora struggles when it comes to being a good partner, since he never exactly had a great example growing up. but he really does try his best, and wants to make things work with you as best as he can.

☆ id say he is doing a fantastic job personally! he’s always very careful with you.

☆ hugs you in your sleep, don’t you dare wake him up he’s comfy.

☆ takes notes of things like candles and drinks and snacks that you like so he can make sure you’ve always got them at home.

☆ lots of midnight gas station snack runs, and hanging out in the car in some empty parking lot.

☆ im starting to see a reoccurring theme here, but you guys stay home instead of going out most nights. he enjoys having you to himself, in the comfort of your little home together.

☆ you make dinner together, with some shitty soap opera you both make fun of playing in the background, bickering at each other throughout the process.

“no, tora, the heats too high it’s gonna burn.”

“im watching it babe its not gonna burn.”

“i don’t wanna have to remake it if it burns just turn—“

“i’m not gonna burn it im right here.”

“but—“

☆ you are very happy and gross and domestic together.

C. MATSUNO

☆ i think chifuyu would be your boyfriend and your bestie.

☆ you like to hangout, and chifuyu gossips. idc. that boy likes to dish. he tells u about all the wack job customers he gets.

“so this chick starts FREAKING the hell out when we tell her no, we can’t refund the cat food you bought and already used.”

“mhm.”

“kazutora is trying not to pop a vein, she’s banging on the counter, i have no fuckin’ idea whats even going on—“

☆ it’s the average dinner conversation in your house.

☆ chifuyu will get stuck working late a lot, when he comes home he just absolutely crashes onto you.

☆ except u have to go to bed with him for him to actually fall asleep. soz if you had something you had to do, chifuyu said its bed time.

☆ looking at chifuyu matured and living a normal lifestyle, sometimes you wonder how he used to be in such a huge gang.

☆ he is the biggest baby.

☆ you two have your own little schedule and routines. chifuyu makes breakfast, you make dinner, you do laundry, he does dishes, etc.

☆ he likes to take you out on your days off. local restaurants mainly. sometimes you just get drive through food and go on drives around the city while chifuyu steals your french fries.

☆ he’s clingy but not in the same way kazutora is.

☆ he’ll text you lots throughout the day, will poke at you to tease you, ruffle your hair, stuff like that.

☆ you guys have a pet together, and you let chifuyu pick the name of the stray black cat you adopted.

☆ he named him kei. (bawls my fucking eyes out.)

☆ i do not doubt chifuyu takes up all of the space in your shared bed. he falls asleep holding you on his side and wakes up horizontal, with you somehow still on the bed underneath him.

☆ you sleep in his clothes a lot and every single time he’ll say some stupid shit like “nice shirt, where’d you get it?

☆ i feel like chifuyu would associate songs with you. sometimes he’ll play a song in the car and say :

“this song makes me think of you.”

☆ kickin my feet a lil….

☆ life with chifuyu is a very good one, where you both relish in each other’s company and really are best friends.

⠀ master. ꒱ send me an ask!

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miracledarling · 1 year

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my personal success stories #1

part 1: appearance changes 💄

so one of my biggest goals for manifesting was appearance changes. it was something that i used to be insecure about and i would complain about. but now i'm more satisfied with how i look. my self-concept and my appearance have improved over time in different aspects through different ways. so i'm just going to put a few of my personal appearance change success stories. i talk about some person things i experienced and maybe you may relate so i hope it motivates you.

the backstory

as i mentioned a few times before, i first found out about loa through subliminals. at first i thought subliminals were just complete bs because why would listening to music and rain sounds make my lips bigger and make me skinnier?? wtf. but after a while i decided to try manifesting appearance change. through subliminals. i wanted to manifest my desired face and body.

i was fed with TONS of limimiting beliefs back then. i gave up on manifesting appearance changes after a a bit. it wasn't worth my time or energy as so i thought. i was avoiding mirrors and it just made life a little more stressful.

a while later i decided i would go back to manifesting things. i rewatched some of sammy ingram's videos, which i used to binge watch when i was new to loa. i started to listen to subliminlas again, since they have actually given me small succsses beforehand. and i made vision boards. i repeated affirmations to myself when i was bored. just started applying little by little.

facial features

for facial features i kept some of them and changed some of them because i was kind of satisfied already. i manfiested my eyes to be a little bigger, and my lips to be a bit plumper. i just affirmed to get it and used some subliminals. my face still looks recognizable, just small changes i wanted here and there whenever i felt like it. and i literally posted a FACE REVEAL so don't argue with me lmao.

clearer skin

one thing i really wanted to manifest was flawless skin. because i was insecure about acne. this manifestation took place pretty recently compared to the other ones i talked about here. i started by manifesting skincare products but then went on to manifest natually having clear skin all together. whenever i looked into the mirror i affirmed that my skln was so clear and i drank water assuming it would clear my skin more. i also listened to lay subliminal's clear skin subliminal and it gave me HUGE results. so overall i got pretty clear skin with little effort or time.

body and weight loss

[tw//weight] another thing i was able to manifest was losing weight and changes to my body. the first time i did this was "unconsciously," before i got into loa so this was like months ago. i would look in the mirror and constantly tell myself(affiirm)that i'm so skinny, my thighs are so thin, etc. and whenever i saw images of kpop idols i would affirm that my body was just like their's except mine is better. i was scared i was going to gain weight but turns out when i went to the doctor checkup i actually lost weight, was 43kg(95lbs) before was around 42kg(93lbs) during the checkup and i didn't work out or diet. in fact, i ate more and i had online school at the time so i barely even walked around lmao.

i used to be insecure about my thighs but now my thighs are thin and i have a big thigh gap. my waist and arms are thin as well. now my body looks like something in between rosé's and joy's except i'm shorter than them. i've also gotten a ton of compliments. i usually wear loose clothes but when i wore something tighter people would call me body goals because of my body shape. and my friend would tell me that i'm SUPER skinny🤧 even tho i eat a lot of junk food and almost never exercise except used to do sports before(which actually gains muscles). i'm still thin even though my weight slightly increases compared to the first time i manifested wl since i'm taller, did sports in the beginning of the school year and gain muscles, and my body is still growing bc i'm still a teenager.

glow ups

i don't know if this counts but i manifested glowing up before school started this year. although most of the things i manifest were much later on, i still did got a few of my first "small" results in the summer, when i first found out about manifestation. i manifested getting some random changes such as new hair, new clothes, makeup products, etc. but i ended up noticably looking "different" from how i looked before.

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 4 months

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Not So Hopeless.

Alison is Eddie's new friend and you're certain she's his perfect girl. She's older, in a band, gorgeous. It's hell watching them together...

But have you got it all completely wrong?

Misunderstandings, pining, some angst, fluff

Don't copy, reuse or repost my work

❤️

Something about Alison irked you from the start. Maybe it was the fact that she was so cool, had her shit together and was the hottest woman you had ever met.

Mostly however it was the fact that she had the biggest crush on Eddie Munson who you had been in love with since... Well forever.

Even worse was that Eddie seemed to like her back just as much as she liked him which made you seethe with jealousy.

You know that saying this made you sound bitchy or petty and you hated that but at the same time you didn't care, you weren't perfect.

Alison was basically Eddie's dream woman, she was even in a band and played guitar just like Eddie. She was a year older than him and was basically this cool, hot, older chick who Eddie thought was totally metal.

The friendship you had with Eddie was so dear to you, the both of you from totally different social circles but still bonding over your love of all things Metallica had cemented your friendship from the start.

People took one look at you and assumed so much about you without really getting to know you but Eddie was sweet with you from day one.

He made you feel happy and like you could be yourself with him. That you didn't have to be pretty, little miss Sunshine, popular girl all the time.

In time you had fallen for him, the feelings growing deeper and more intense whenever you were around him.

Fuck you wished you had spoken up sooner, because now you had to watch Eddie fall for his dream girl and you were heartbroken.

But as his friend you had to be happy for him... Even if it was killing you inside. It was a hopeless situation and you had to hide your heartache every day.

❤️

It's been an tiring week and you wanted nothing more than to just go home and sleep. Alas, you had studying to do and the test was very important so sleep would have to wait.

Technically you should be in Hellfire but you had arrived before most of the members and it was only Eddie, Alison and a few others there.

Just seeing the two of them laughing together, a massive grin on Eddie's face and seeing how perfect the two of them looked together was more than enough for you to retreat to the library instead.

Now Hellfire was finished and you had studied enough, you head out of the library and remember with a jolt that you couldn't go home because you were meeting the girls for a late night mall trip.

Maybe it would be good for you to take your mind of things for a while?

"Sweetheart, wait up" Eddie calls to you. Shit this is why you should have just drove to the mall. You'd already skipped Hellfire which you knew Eddie would be pissed about.

Between studying in the library, wanting to avoid Alison and Eddie and this unbearable ache in your chest, you were exhausted.

"Princess, you weren't at Hellfire?"

It's raining hard and Eddie is in front of you gently touching your cheek. His eyes are full of tenderness and worry.

"Talk to me what's wrong?" you try to stop the tears but they just keep coming, you're soaked and emotional, the words just slip out.

"It's just Ali is so perfect and she's in a band, older, she's perfect for you and you should be with her" he gapes at you then recovers quickly.

"Why does thinking about me with Alison make you so upset princess?" Was he trying to embarrass you? Did you really need to say it?

Apparently you did because he was staring expectantly at you, waiting to hear what you were going to say. Something shimmering in his big brown eyes.

"You're really going to make me say it? The thought of you with Ali tears me up inside okay? Like physically hurts" You're shivering now and just want to go home, cry and eat a ton of junk food.

"Ali isn't interested in me, she likes someone else and for the record sweetheart I don't want Ali at all either. I don't care how "perfect" she is" this confuses you which makes you grow incredibly frustrated because she's everything Eddie could want... Right?

"Why?" he softens and cups your face in his hands.

"I'm in love with someone else" someone else. Your heart sinks and you back away from him feeling sick to your stomach. If not Alison then who?

"Oh... Right" he looks panicked and moves closer to you.

"Shit, Sweetheart. What I mean is I'm in love with..." Eddie is cut off when Chrissy, Taylor and Samantha drive up to the two of you.

"Babe, we're shopping for prom remember? Get your butt moving" Taylor calls to you and you nod quickly getting into the vehicle and fielding of Chrissy's worried questions about why you look so upset.

❤️

That isn't the last you see of Eddie because he's shows up at your house that night. Literally climbs up on the roof, to your window and tumbles into your room soaking wet.

"Eddie, you'll catch your death out there" You chide him gently, anxious he will end up really sick or that he could have slipped of your freaking roof.

"Had to see you" He murmurs and gets up shaking himself and getting you wet in the process. It makes you smile and you grab a few clothes that Eddie left over from previous stays at your house.

You leave him for a moment to get dressed but he's still shirtless when you head back into your room.

Heat pools in your belly and you approach him trying to keep your expression neutral and not stare at him.

You can't but gently trace over his tattoo, lightly touching the bats one by one. There's a sharp intake of breath and you peer up at Eddie who's eyes look wild and full of need.

"Sweetheart, you never let me finish what I wanted to say earlier. I'm in love with you. You're my girl, my badass, beautiful, kind, loving and totally clueless about how into you I am girl"

He strokes your cheek and you feel like your on cloud nine, wishing you had stayed earlier and hadn't spent the day wondering who the person was.

What a mess. This could have been fixed so quickly if you just stopped for a second and listened.

"I really messed up. I should have listened Eddie" he holds you close to him and presses a kiss to your forehead.

"Would have saved us a whole lot of pining and shit princess" he teases then he leans forward and captures your lips with his.

Then he breaks away for a second and looks deep into your eyes.

"I love you princess" happiness overwhelms you for a second and you cuddle back into Eddie telling him how much you love him too.

❤️

Alison joins you at the table as you watch Eddie perform at The Hideout on Sunday. Since you and Eddie confessed your feelings everything has been just heavenly.

"So Eddie told me that you thought I liked him? I mean I do but totally not like that at all" you freeze and feel mortified as she brings it up.

"Yeah, Eddie said that. I guess I was just a little jealous. I thought you were Eddie's perfect girl. I got it so wrong"

Alison giggles, big blue eyes filling with mirth.

"Yeah you did. Honey, I'm not interested in Eddie. Never have been. Besides anyone can see he's totally in love with you" Oh... Well shit you really were clueless about how he felt.

"I'm such an idiot. I'm so sorry" you cringe feeling silly for being so stupid. Alison waves off the apology.

"We all feel crazy emotions being in love, honey everyone knows how Eddie feels. It's so obvious"

Yeah to everyone but you apparently.

"It's actually Eddie's friend Jackson that I like. The cute bartender who works at The Hideout, Eddie's been helping me pluck up the courage to ask him out, which totally worked fyi" Ali beams.

You knew this as well know and couldn't belive that you couldn't see how Eddie felt. Now that you had both confessed your feelings, the way Eddie looked at you... How the hell did you miss that?

Alison hugs you then heads over to Jackson who wraps his arms around her and they kiss.

Corroded Coffin finishes up their song and you cheer for them and meet Eddie as he comes up to you. He's all sweaty and hyped up, beaming as he kisses you.

"There's my girl, come on let's go back to my castle yeah?" you nod, take his hand and leave with him. Excited about what the night and the future will hold for the two of you.

❤️

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x female reader

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biblio-smia · 4 months

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“sharing a pillow and waking up with their faces only centimetres apart“ with clapton davis <3 maybe if it could be like a long time crush thing and they had to share a bed at a sleepover or something? idk whatever u feel like!! tyy :)

this is so cute i got kind of carried away,, enjoy! | part of v’s 800 follower celebration!

riley jones's birthday bash is less of an extravaganza and more of an excuse to sit around with your friends and eat too much junk food. it's not some crazy party but you all like it better that way, joking and laughing under a pile of blankets in the living room with a forgotten movie in the background. riley's birthday presents sit in the corner in a mess of gift bags and tissue paper. party hats were scattered around the room, left wherever they were taken off after the tight elastic became too unbearable (you could still spot some marks under a few chins).

it takes the clock to strike 10:38 and for ione to start dozing off on riley's shoulder for her to call for the sleepover portion of the party. you all file in to riley's room to retrieve the overnight bags you'd left in there at the beginning of the night, taking turns for the bathroom.

by the time everyone has changed into their pajamas, ione is insisting that she's awake enough for a few party games like had been originally planned.

the three of you comply, though not without a few teasing comments thrown ione's way.

the four of you sit in a circle with a card game spread out in front of you, though the competitiveness has died down as the game went on and no one is taking it too seriously anymore.

"wait, wait, wait," ione stops in the middle of her turn, her head resting on riley's shoulder as she reads the text riley's just gotten over her shoulder. "why is sander im'ing you right now?"

this captures your and clapton's attention. "dude, you still haven't blocked him?" you ask riley exasperatedly.

"well, i feel bad!"

"i don't," ione says, grabbing riley's phone. she doesn't actually hit any buttons on riley's phone, but she keeps it safe in her lap.

"he still seriously thinks he has a chance with you, riley." you reach over clapton's legs to steal some of the chips he had been eating. "it's getting kind of concerning."

"he's not that bad," clapton chimes in, leaning back on his elbows.

"you don't hear him in english," you groan.

"he's the worst," ione agrees before turning back to riley. "you're stronger than me.

"he is pretty annoying," clapton admits, glancing back at you before looking at the cards in front of him. "hey, whose turn was it?"

cards get thrown into the middle when no one can quite remember and you begin to stack them into one pile while everyone keeps talking.

"are you guys ready to sleep?" riley asks, raising her arms to stretch.

"what? no!" ione protests right before yawning.

you all laugh at her while she rolls her eyes.

the four of you squeeze very unnecessarily into riley's narrow bathroom to brush your teeth, practically shoulder to shoulder with each other. you're focusing on not elbowing anyone when clapton puts his head on your shoulder.

"cap-ton!" you groan around your toothbrush. "ef you geh toofpaste on me...!"

clapton only flashes you a threatening blue-foam grin, so you pause your brushing to flick him on the forehead. thankfully, he's off of you to spit out the toothpaste in his mouth - no longer having the chance to make your stomach queasy.

riley and ione slip into riley's room but riley comes back with an armful of extra pillows, accompanying you and clapton to the living room. you let clapton do the work of picking up the mess you'd all made earlier, splitting the weight of the coffee table with riley as you move it. riley pulls out the bottom of the big couch she has until it has extended into a mattress that she decorates with a gray fitted sheet.

"okay," riley huffs as she emerges victorious from her fight with the mattress. "do you two need any more blankets?"

you glance at the huge pile the four of you have left sprawled all over the couch. "i think we're good."

ione emerges into the living room, twisting the final pieces of a loose braid together, wearing one of riley's hoodies.

it is a little cold now that the sun has set and there aren't as many people in the living room but you're sure you'll be fine after a blanket or two.

"goodnight!" riley and ione both call with a wave, ione wrapping her arms around riley's back as they head back into her room.

you wave back with a smile until they can't see anymore, yawning as you turn back to clapton.

"okay," you say, stifling a second one. "you're sleeping on the floor."

clapton scoffs. "what? there's not even enough space for me to!"

you shrug, even though clapton is right, fluffing one of the pillows riley gave you before dropping onto it tiredly.

"you go on one end, i'll stay on the other." clapton stands at the opposite edge, pillow in hand like a kid. "please?"

"fine." your voice is monotone but your heart beats wildly; you're worried that clapton will be able to hear it if he gets too close.

you can see him from your peripheral; when he disappears, you can feel him sink in next to you.

the opposite ends idea is a joke. you can feel clapton's arm right next to yours. there's probably only a few inches of space between the two of you, and that was being generous.

"move your head," clapton groans, trying to get comfortable.

"get your own pillow!"

"there's no space."

you sigh but comply, sitting up to split the pillow evenly between the two of you.

"thank you," clapton mumbles, twisting around in his spot.

he's even closer now, his shoulder practically bumping yours. his fingers are dangerously close to yours and it's incredibly late in the night; a few seconds longer like this and you might do something stupid like hold his hand. you can see clapton's chest rise and fall softly from your peripheral. he's not asleep yet; you're worried he might try to talk to you.

you force your eyes to stop trying to steal glances at him and will your body to roll over, back to clapton. he seems to have the same idea, turning around with his back to you.

there had been something there, undoubtedly - it had scared both of you and sent you both spiraling to think of anything other than each other.

"goodnight," you manage to hear clapton vaguely mumble. you lean over momentarily, just to shove his shoulder lightly.

"goodnight."

fortunately, you're asleep almost instantly.

unfortunately, sleep does not guarantee any escape from clapton davis.

your eyes flutter open, sunlight too obnoxious and you slowly blink the haziness in your eyes away. the first thing you see is clapton's face, eye level with yours. his eyes are shut and you notice how long his eyelashes are. the next thing you notice are the light spread of freckles adorning his skin.

you don't make any moves to get up, only vaguely aware of your proximity to clapton in your eighty-per-cent-asleep state.

you watch shamelessly as his eyes slowly open unnaturally, in a way that tells you he was already awake. the two of you lie there, unmoving, staring. you watch as clapton's eyes take in your eyes, your nose, stop at your lips for a second too long. you're looking at his hair, a little messy from the night, and you wonder if clapton tosses and turns a lot in his sleep.

you don't have a chance to think about it, or about the implications of clapton pretending to be asleep once he heard the pattern of your breathing change as you woke up, as ione's voice calls out from somewhere behind you.

"are you guys finally awake? we've been up forever. we have breakfast ready!"

that gets you moving, the smells from the kitchen finally beginning to waft to your nose. you throw the blankets on top of you off and clapton follows you closely as you head into the bathroom to brush your teeth.

"go' mornin," clapton says from around his toothbrush.

"good morning," you repeat after you've spit some out into the sink.

meanwhile, the two girls you've left behind in the kitchen stare at the photo ione has taken, giggling quietly.

"oh, they'll definitely be dating by next week," riley scoffs.

ione grins, pocketing her phone as she hears you kick clapton out of the bathroom. "wanna bet?"

#clapton davis x reader #clapton davis x you #clapton davis fluff #clapton davis #detention x reader #detention #detention 2011 #josh hutcherson x reader #v + clapton #v writes #v's 800 follower celebration

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bearw-me · 1 month

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥

𐐒 includes : lute x gender neutral! reader (platonic) 𐐒 cw : none 𐐒 summary : what it would be like to be lute's friend + general hcs for her 𐐒 note : it only took me a second to realize i love lute no question.

being lute's friend means never getting a text back from her. the most you'd get is maybe an emoji : 👍

she never thinks about what she says until she says it. . . leading to some funny- out of pocket moments

she's very work-oriented, and besides working out and sparring i solemnly believe she'd be horrible at taking care of herself.

ie: does not eat properly (junk foods and fast meals etc), not very high maintenance person in general, and doesn't sleep properly (which is probably why she gets or seems grumpy most of the time)

you've brought her out to do a ton of things, but you seem to notice that she actually loves rollercoasters.

yeah, she loves her adrenaline

fiercely loyal to you, even if she doesn't act like she cares

you can ramble for hours at her without Lute showing the slightest bit of interest, but when you stop she looks up from whatever she's doing and asks you questions to keep you ranting

that kind of friendship where the two of you don't have to do much when you hangout or see each other

if you consider: watching a movie with lute's legs laid over your lap, while the two of your criticize movies "hanging out"

. . . she loves it

lute embodies that adam quote of : being a bad bitch

gives you hard advice, meaning most times the truth is harsh and hard to swallow, but often true!

likes to push you when you need motivation, especially if you love something or love to do it

she can bring you food, tidy up your space and encourage you to keep doing it (she can be gentle when motivating you)

but she can also be a total hard ass if you don't get moving too (so you decide which side you wanna see)

(because she's so work-oriented) i think when lute got promoted to be Adam's second in command and the leader of the exorcists, you were the first one to know

because she could absolutely feel comfortable enough to laugh and scream as much as she could from the achievement!

her precious smile would be so big

like her wings and feathers are literally fluttering with excitement

lute: highly competitive too, games are to the death (or at least feel like they are)

lute always has a smug smirk when she's right

while having this 'proof read' my friend sent me this and i NEEDED to post it. behold: the reader/lute friend dynamic

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #headcannons #headcanon #imagines #hazbin lute #lute hazbin hotel #lute x platonic!reader #lute x reader #lute x gender neutral! reader #platonic relationship #just say pt2 and ill do it no questions asked #lute x you #lute x y/n

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stuckinnet · 7 months

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a few notable stuff:

1. Advice he would give a young Sidney Crosby "Probably to say no a little bit more as far as the off-ice stuff. That's one thing I look back on and it was just, it was pretty hectic. I think it's easier said than done. I think at that point there was just so much going on, coming out of a lockout. There's a lot of expectations on and off the ice as far as doing your part as a young player to try to help the league. I think it's easy to say that now but at the time I think it was the right thing. It's just, it was a bit of a year. It was a lot. You feel that pressure, you feel that expectation."

2. "Do you yet consider your context? Your place in hockey's history? Top five. Stuff like that. And I know you're gonna say you don't, but come on, by now you gotta." "I don't (laughs). Why would I? I mean, that's a debate for other people, not me. I don't really- There's no reason for me to really think about that. Obviously there's a ton of reasons and things you could debate so there's not much point in me even going there." "I'm not asking you to declare yourself the top five but I just wonder if privately you wonder. Not at all, huh?" "No, I don't. It's a compliment when your named with so many great players and you're put in that category. But I love the game and I respect all the players who've played before and what they've accomplished. I don't really need to figure out what that is or have that number in mind. It really doesn't change how I feel about the game or how I feel about what I've done in hockey. It's not really about that."

3. "Do you ever just sit on the couch and watch TV and eat junk food?" "Yeah pretty much Sunday and off days is what it is."

4. "What's it like to go the distance with Malkin and Letang? Now it's apparent you're gonna play the length of your careers together as far as it can go." "To be able to go this long and hopefully be able to go a few more years that would be incredible. It's been a pretty amazing ride to this point. To be able to have those guys around, to go through the experiences we have, to see their drive at this point in their career and what they've accomplished, I think is something that we all push each other and we all have really high expectations. They're driven. They care. They're competitive. And it's really fun to see that after all these years. That hasn't changed.

5. "What would you rather win? A gold medal or another Stanley Cup?" "There's no way I'm answering that one (laughs)".

6. Last movie he watched was, of course, Oppenheimer. "The long one. Really good. They mentioned Halifax, Nova Scotia in it too so that doesn't hurt." "Why not Exorcist? Too scary?" "Yeah, not really a scary movie guy."

7. "Are you engaged, married or is anyone expecting?" "Nope. Nothing to report there."

8. "You are very comfortable with your age, aren't you, at this point in your life and career. 36. Even the grey hair. I don't think it fazes you at all." "Yeah, no. What would faze me about my age?" "You tell me. Cus you and I talked a bit about dyeing your hair which you have no intent to do." "Well I might have to if I everybody comes up to me and chirps at my greys, I just might have to eliminate that conversation starter."

9. "You gonna fight Bedard?" "No, you don't have to worry about that."

#sidney crosby #pittsburgh penguins

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miss-ery-3 · 7 months

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also, i gained like 2-3 kgs over the course of a weekend a few weeks ago (that really fucked w my brain) and i've almost lost them again using my new method

i'm back at 55,8 kg/123 lbs, which is only 0,8 away from my first goal weight! i'm going to just keep doing what i'm doing and weigh myself in a week

my weight fluctuates sooo much (and apparently you can gain a lot water weight when you start exercising regularly?) but what i've experienced in my body and in relation to other people these past couple of weeks are:

some dress pants that were tight on me in the summer now are a little loose

my bf seems to be a lot more interested in my body than he was during the summertime

my friends compliment my clothes and outfits a lot more than they used to do

one of my girlfriends asked me if i had lost a lot of weight since we last saw each other (about 2 weeks)

my running leggings are getting a little loose on me

i can comfortably (!!) run a 6k when i almost couldn't finish a 3k (and had to cool down for like 30 minutes afterward) in the beginning of september

i've gotten a lot more attention from guys when i'm at bars or parties

i wore a cropped top and low rise jeans to a party and i actually felt good! and got a looott of compliments🥰🥰

smaller meals make me feel a lot fuller than they did before (and i ONLY eat food that i enjoy. no reason to waste calories on crappy shit)

three bras that didn't fit comfortably around my chest a few months ago are now the only ones that aren't too big on me

i hope my journey continues this way forward! i will use this post as a way to remind myself of why i'm doing this. this is making me happier than eating tons of junk food ever could🥹

#amy’s ⭐️ving adventure #ana trigger #tw ana shit #ed not ed sheeran #tw ed diet #thinspø #ed bllog #ed not sheeren #⭐️ve #tw disordered eating #tw ana diary

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theunaestheticstudyblr · 8 months

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Some of my favorite easy and fast foods/snacks for $5 or less that aren't ramen and spaghetti:

Couscous. You can get boxed couscous for like $3 and it's enough for 2-3 side dishes at least and takes literally 5 minutes and no extra ingredients. You can get large containers of it for like $5 at Walmart too so you can season however you want. A nice grain that's easy to digest and pairs well with almost anything.

Popcorn. Everyone's favorite healthy junk food that can satisfy most cravings. You can usually get a box for like $4 or a jar of kernels for like $6.

Oats. Whole oats. Extremely versatile. Put them in smoothies, make cookies, granola, snack bars/balls, brownies, oatmeal, etc. Truly the best bland fiber and filler out there. You can even easily make your own oatmilk for super cheap by blending them with water and straining!

Frozen veggies. Last for months in the freezer and usually under $2 a bag. Not great if you prefer raw veggies, but if you are fond of sautéed or roasted ones, save some money and just get them frozen.

Chocolate chips. Cheaper than chocolate bars and you get a lot more chocolate. Perfect for those cravings!

Powdered potatoes. I know I know but if you ignore the package directions and put some butter and milk and seasonings in it, you can't tell. Ready in like 2 minutes and you get a shit ton of mashed potatoes for like $2.

Vegan Mac and cheese. I'm lactose intolerant and so I will forever be thankful for the vegan movement of the early 2010s for making nondairy products easier to find and more affordable. Vegan Mac and cheese literally tastes the exact same and bakes so well. Annie's so far has been my favorite brand and they have other pastas with sauces too like squash which is so good.

Crepes. You can make your own batter for cheap but who likes all them dishes? You can find pre-made crepes for like $3 for 10.

Apples. You can find 2lb bags of these for $3 at a lot of places. I never knew they were so cheap and I go through phases where I'll eat like 4 a day.

Lunch meat. Packs of turkey cost like $4. I use turkey on so much. Bagels, omelets, salads, sandwiches, wraps, croissants, etc.

Ready to bake pastries. I'm not a big bread person but croissants ready to bake have my whole heart and cinnamon rolls can really help make a bad day a little better.

Pretzels. I'm an absolute whore for Pretzels and eat so many of these things. They're so easy to pack for snacks for class or anything really. I can't go two weeks without them.

Rice crisps. Rice cakes are great but they're big and crumbly and get stale if you don't close the bag JUST right. But little Rice crisps??? Elite. They come in so many flavors and are super crunchy and they're just super cute too and they're bogo a lot at publix.

Frozen potstickers. You can get them for so cheap and I have a giant bag of them in my freezer right now that I got for like $7. I usually get smaller portions for $4 or so though but decided to splurge and get 3lbs of them cus why not.

Frozen shrimp. A bag of extra small Frozen shrimp is about $5 at Walmart. Eat them thawed and cold or put them in pastas or rice or Soups. They're a staple in my house.

These are just a few I could think of off the top of my head. Please add to the list!

#study blog #student #student life #studyblr #productivity #school #study hard #studying #school advice #food mention #food and drink #foodie #food #groceries #cheap #save money #frugal #college student

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