#some rotisserie chicken

[polithicc]

maybe tonight I bring back fridge cleanup pasta fridays

#deadass #can’t remember what I have in my fridge #besides like #some rotisserie chicken

[supersexyghotmew95]

#hey y'all just for a little bit of change because some people think im a bot here's a picture of my cats!! #their names are nyx the black void and artemis the rotisserie chicken #c: #everyone deserves some positivity on their dash

[theminecraftbee]

can i request three somehow forced into a fake dating situation

Three stares directly into Martyn’s eyes. They are blue and of an average size. It feels as though maybe this should be against the rules, but according to the book it had read, this was… normal. A normal thing to do on a date. Look deeply into someone’s eyes. It would not be suspicious at all, even though Three isn’t really sure how to look more or less deeply into anyone’s eyes at all. Eyes are not flat, but even when Three Looks, it isn’t as though there is anything interesting in there.

Martyn is sweating somewhat. He looks away first.

Three’s pretty sure this counts as a victory, especially given Martyn can’t see Three’s face behind the mask anyway. It is good Three has now won the game of ‘staring lovingly into its date’s eyes’, because that had been a strange, threatening mortal ritual. It would rather not do that again.

“Haha, thanks again for agreeing to this date,” Martyn says, very suspiciously looking around the small cafe in a bustling semi-private Origins server. “It’s been so long since we’ve gotten to hang out like this. Gods, do I sound stupid.”

“You do,” Three says.

“You don’t have to answer those,” Martyn says.

“Will comply,” Three says.

“Oh, for the love of—we’re on a date. A date!” Here, Martyn winks obnoxiously. “It’s not a mission.” He winks obnoxiously again. “Besides, you should lighten up!”

“Will comply,” Three says.

“You know, I had forgotten how obnoxious that was,” Martyn says cheerfully. “Anyway, I should order us some drinks! Have some conversation! Keep an eye out around us, yeah, for our waiter?”

“You are not very subtle,” Three says.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Martyn says. “Besides, honestly? I am really glad to just hang out with you. Because we’re dating! On this server for fancy couples. Yep.”

The problem is, of course, that a fancy origins server is a great place for the strangest of people to hide.

When Martyn had asked a favor, Three had been… uncertain. This was not because Three doesn’t care for Martyn—it does, greatly—or because Three didn’t want to see Martyn—they’d met up a few times before now, tentative and quiet and frustrated and all the things that were hard to explain, and then in all the ways they were okay again—but because Martyn, for all Three cares for him, is still an idiot.

Three is its own handler, now. It does not have to follow handlers that are morons. It had told Martyn this. When Martyn had stopped wheezing, he’d explained that it’d be fun. Not Listener business, he promised; he still hadn’t quite gotten out, but he wouldn’t drag Three in, Scout’s honor.

(Three believes him. It’s never been that Three doesn’t trust him.)

It was a friend of Martyn’s that had gone missing. Apparently, on some fancy modded server? And now, Martyn wanted Three to come help him do some recon because, quote, “Jimmy laughed at me until he cried and that hurt me a little bit, not going to lie, and I’ve used up the favors Ren owes me, and Oli was busy. Have you met Oli? You’d like Oli.”

(Three did not like Oli.)

Three agreed, despite its better judgement. The reason it thought this may be a poor plan was because—

“Ah, the lovely Valentines,” the waiter says. He gives them a plate of lovely heart-shaped calamari. Three wonders if they had belonged to heart-shaped squid. “It’s a lovely evening, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s wonderful here with my beloved!” Martyn says.

The waiter and Martyn both look at Three. Three doesn’t say anything and sits perfectly still.

“Um,” the waiter says.

“It’s for a health condition,” Martyn says, which technically isn’t a lie.

“Very well, sirs, although it may get in the way of the kissing competition!”

Martyn, who had just started sipping some wine, chokes on it.

“I will win the kissing competition,” Three says.

Martyn chokes harder.

“I will see you to it!” the waiter says. “And of course, our patented species comparability exam is the highlight of the evening.”

“Oh. I am not sure I can produce viable offspring,” Three says.

The waiter stares at Three. Three stares back, although not into the waiter’s eyes, as to not cause any confusion. The mask somewhat prevents that from working, though.

“Very well then,” the waiter says. “I suppose just—do you need help?”

“It knows what it’s doing,” Martyn hisses.

“I did do research before coming here,” Three says.

“I’ll just head on,” the waiter says, in a tone that suggests to Three that maybe it did not do enough research before agreeing to help Martyn.

Oh well.

At least the mask means it doesn’t have to keep a straight face as it picks Martyn off the ground and, completely flat in tone, says: “Do not die. I would be sad if you died of something as stupid as choking on wine.”

“I asked for this,” Martyn says.

“Yes,” Three says. “You did. That is why I am here.”

(Beneath the table, it grabs Martyn’s hand. Martyn squeezes Three’s hand back. It had missed him, though. For all they do not see each other often—)

(Well. It had missed him, though.)

#answered #ask game #strifetxt #solving counting sheep talk #a bee fic #not going to fandom tag this one because frankly scs always confuses me on whether it’d be rude to ;-; #anyway lei your brain is so huge. this is such an inherently funny concept. #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #I MEAN. NO THIS ONE IS PLATONIC ACTUALLY BUT I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE WHO HAVE THOSE TAGS BLOCKED WOULDNT WANNA SEE THIS #so I am BEING POLITE. #anyway I love solving counting sheep I should write side stories for it #I still periodically rotate three in my head like a rotisserie chicken. #THIS IS VERY STUPID BTW. #set nebulously A. Few? years after canon #up to you to decide EXACTLY win but it’s implied here some rats and some third life equivalent happened #so do with that as you will idk if that’s canon in my head but since its post fic canon who cares

[mightymizora]

Feel free to ignore but: do you feel that gortash is - I guess the word I'd use is "good" - at sex? By whatever metric you'd judge that?

Hey anon I LOVE THIS QUESTION and I can't be normal about it!

So I have to dive into it a bit into sections because there's a lot going on here for me and obviously the caveat here is this is my opinion, this is my opinion from inferences from the text, this is my opinion.

So in order to do this we need to cover a few sections: sexual education, sexual agency, sex as tool and sex as desire.

All of this is going under the cut for discussions of childhood abuse, canon inferences, decisions he makes in game, and some headcanons around agency and dub/non-con that readers may find uncomfortable.

so, let's start at the very beginning with:

Sexual Education

There are two things we know about young Enver Flymm. One is that he was raised in a small cobblers workshop where he shared a single room with his parents. The other is that at some point, he was taken to the literal hells where he suffered an incredibly physically abusive situation.

We don't know for sure the exact age he was taken, but I think it's easy to infer that he was prepubescent when he was taken from the way he is spoken about as a snot, a boy etc. by Nubaldin. Even if he was a little older, it's safe to infer that he didn't have a particularly healthy environment to learn about sex and sexuality either at home or in literal hell.

If we assume Enver was in hell, we know that the sex he would have potential been aware of was largely non-consensual. There's references all over the place about his fellow detainee Hope being sexually and physically assaulted as well as psychologically manipulated. We don't know with Enver if he ages in the hells (I assume he does, and that it is only those who sell their souls and end up there after death that do not age) but if he does, he goes from childhood to early adulthood, ten years, in this space (mirrored in Karlach spending ten years there as well, interestingly.)

We also don't actually know how he escaped the hells, and it is a niche headcanon (which I have also put into my works) that he as a young adult learned about sex and traded with Haarlep to find his route out (in my stories, this directly feeds into Mephistopheles being interested in the potential of this boy, and letting him steal the crown.) There's no text basis for this, it just neatly ties up some thematic threads and I think can be put aside and it still doesn't change the core that:

Enver Gortash had no way of having a healthy understanding of sex as a teenager. There isn't really any way that he could have! Either he's living in a one-bed apartment with abusive parents who hate his existence, or he's learning from Raphael's example in literal hell.

Sexual Agency

This is where a lot of people feel differently, but again, we can look at things as they are and then make some inferences.

Enver Gortash does not have a named spouse, or any named mistresses/side pieces/conquests. Anything. There is no evidence of anything (we will come to Durge later.) Compare this to Sarevok, who has two named partners and is inferred to have had others, and it is an interesting choice to have zero ties. It's particularly interesting because as a Lord, he would be expected to be thinking of siring a house, and as a man in power, the narrative expectation would be to find evidence of sex as a benefit of his position. We don't see any evidence of that.

There is a read that many, including me, bring to the fondness that The Dark Urge and Gortash have for each other, but again, there is no evidence that this is sexual or if it is, that it was ever something than a mutual pining. That's the joy of fanworks, you can grow on what's there, but it's not explicit that it's anything more than mutual admiration.

So for me? I think that there is significant evidence that he doesn't prioritise sexual attraction and fulfilment over other areas of reward.

Sex as a Tool

What we do know though is that he has used his body to get things he wants. The Jannath letter, which I love, makes it clear that he had sex with her for financial favours and clout, and that she indulged him in this. He's also more than happy to trade on his image in every way he can. I think it's easy to infer from this that he is, at least in one setting, able to give people what they want out of sex. Whether that means he's technically good OR he's good at constructing and fulfilling the fantasy, I think that's up to interpretation, but I think he knows what to do when it is a performance, and if there's something he can tangibly get out of it like money, power, the ability to blackmail somebody later, then that is the element that is getting him off, not the sex itself. Sex for gain is just another part of his arsenal, to be refined and researched like anything else, and picked up and put down as useful to him.

Sex as Desire

And this is --and it is completely up to interpretation here, I'm just rolling with the other things I see -- where it can potentially all fall apart for Gortash. If he actually likes somebody, if there is a desire or an affection or anything like that, and if he is able to even feel emotions like that, what does he do with them? It's not useful, it's not contained, it's not part of the punishment he learned in the hells or the seduction he learned in the patriars. If he does find himself genuinely fond of another person, how can that fit in his ideas of sex? Personally, I don't think it can do, and there's lots of ways to play with that. In my own stories, the sexual contact he has with Manva is brief, quite one-sided, and quite regressive. He is no charming seducer, but instead taken back to something much simpler that he likely didn't have space for when he was young. He has other encounters where he can't get it up, or can't climax, because the circumstances aren't quite right, the promise of power is not enough, or the partner is too willing (not like he has learned of in the hells at all.)

I think personally that if he does seek out recreational sex, then it is primarily going to be motivated by power play. And I don't think this is well negotiated kink territory. He plays with the player character constantly, testing them, destroying their reputation in the press quest, always vying for more power even when you are apparently allies. This is a man who always, always needs to know he can change the tide.

I think of the woman whose voice was used in the necrotic laboratory, who was stolen away with a promise of a better life. I think of Fariza Linnacker. There's no evidence either were sexual, but we do know that he took great pleasure in manipulating and destroying their lives.

Gortash has so much going on around sex as a tool, as a weapon even, that when it comes to a genuine connection, there's every possibility that he cannot perform at all.

And would that make him embarrassed? Angry? Would he blame? Lash out? Would he seek out professionals to replay old traumas as a "safe space"? Would he avoid all intimacy because he sees it as weak and disgusting? I think there's a lot of scope within this.

So the short version is... I think he's able to be good at sex when it's FOR something. But I don't know if he's even interested when it's not, and if he is, I think he has a long way to go to actively want to seek it out. And is he good in the way that it is connected, intimate? Probably not.

#something something some astarion parallels in there to probably #enver gortash #rotating him around like a rotisserie chicken every day #bg3

[artsyaprilmr]

I did it..............

#agent m #the wayhaven chronicles #m is my barbie doll. i like to play with them. i rotate them in my mind like a rotisserie chicken. #ok i have said this last thing before but it's true!!!! #tbh i am shocked how consistent my portrayal of M is #for some reason i thought that the way i draw them has changed significantly from when i first read wayhaven to now #but it seems that i always had a very clear vision of them in my head. this is nice :^)

[heydrangeas]

hey. hey. did you know if you buy a rotisserie chicken ($5-10 depending on where you get it) you can dig into it like a rat, then strip and save the rest of the meat, then make as much stock as you can fit in your largest pot by simply simmering the bones with herbs and veggies or veggie scraps for 6-8 hours, thereby easily doubling the value of your purchase and making the best soup base ever?

#let me know if I should go into detail here #seriously homemade stock is just so good #I just used some random baby carrot a few garlic bulbs some sage I dried from my garden peppercorns and bay leaves #life pro tips #money saving #life hacks #rotisserie chicken #cooking #homemade #food #soup #recipes #breaking news #costco

[tawaifeddiediaz]

you know, the placement of both hugs buck and tommy shared are kinda…wild. because in both of them…buck is facing eddie.

like we don’t exactly see eddie watching them or anything, and yeah he might be tipsy in the second one, but i think it’s a lil telling for them to have buck’s expression turned towards eddie in these hugs.

the first, when he sees the contentment on buck’s face when he and tommy tip their heads together in a hug that lingers a beat too long to be platonic much like some of the hugs buck and eddie have shared but i digress

the second, when he sees the clear disappointment on buck’s face at tommy leaving, and the intimate way tommy holds his neck and the way buck’s palm rubs against tommy’s back before he calls out for him to be safe.

and maybe we didn’t get to see exactly what eddie’s looking at/thinking about but i think there’s a little bit of a tie-in with the way the camera specifically pans to the proud, sparkling look eddie gives buck after he and tommy show up with march in soot-stained faces in that eddie’s genuinely happy for him - his eyes literally follow buck around the room. he sees how invested buck is in tommy, and it feels different to other partners and idk. it’s just a choice to have eddie as the main witness of buck and tommy is all i’m getting at here

#zee rambles #and maybe there’s some angst too #in that buck’s slipping away from eddie for the first time since maybe the graveyard scene #and maybe now he has a little more inkling about why that is #but it’s still not something he truly can focus on #because buck is HAPPY and eddie is very much a suffer in silence person #especially when it comes to his family #idk it’s all just sooooo #i know it was the madney episode okay but this has been spinning in my head like a rotisserie chicken for hours #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #911 spoilers #bucktommy #kinkley #911 abc #911 meta

[noretreatnancy]

Take a red onion. Caramelize it. Add garlic. Add tomato paste. Add smoked paprika (a lot). Add 1 can of butter beans. Mix. Juice 1 lemon. Add the juice. Add sriracha. Add heavy cream. Add spinach. Serve with bread or over rice. Cry over how fucking good it tastes. The only “cooking” you have to do is cooking your onion down. Everything else is just adding shit. You don’t even have to measure it’s just to taste. It’s very good, very filling (1 can could probably feed 2 people). Got veggies in there, got protein. Very little effort required

#I got this recipe off tik tok and I make it like. at least once a month #I can’t find the video rn but I thought if anyone needs an easy meal that’s not ramen this could be a good one #sometimes I add some rotisserie chicken if I’m feeling fancy #food

[lavenoon]

No shit, sherlock

@naffeclipse You know this one but now that the chapter is posted I can also post this one <3 *Disclaimer: This was based on a pre-editing snippet and also I needed a shitpost to cope with the pain that would be coming. More totally normal behavior to follow later, probably

#post let luce #dcamv #cryptid sightings #cryptid sightings spoilers #cryptid!moon #cryptid!sun #my art #I'm glad I got to draw this before bc my brain is entirely elsewhere now after that chapter #scratch rotating things in my brain like a rotisserie chicken im about to rotate *myself* #having ideas for what else to draw #lemme look again if we got any description on lambert except “man your age” #bc i remember his employee number and name (double L which he's supposed to take ig) and thats it #so. this chapter huh #SURE WOULD AVOID SOME PROBLEMS IF YOU WERE ONLY HONEST HUH #SHAKING THEM SHAKING THEM

[tg-headcanons]

Hi (feel free to delete this if you're not comfortable or find me annoying) but can you share some nsfw headcanons for Houtata 🥺 the smut chapter really gives me brain fungus

SUCCUMB TO MY FUNGUS BROTHER (under the cut for weird ghoul hate sex)

There is something extremely extremely wrong with both of them and normally that makes any sexual dynamic with anyone else unbearable, it just so happens that their dysfunction slots perfectly in with each other. The reason they started hooking up is because Houji’s sexual repression and shame being reflected back at him violently by something he saw as an animal in the shape of the body he wants for himself was so incredibly attractive that he abandoned all morals, and Tatara’s chance to debase the man he hates most in the world sexually before killing him was so arousing that he let him continue to live so he can keep doing it, but the assumption he would eventually kill him when he’s satisfied was half of why it was hot

It started when they were fighting. Kousuke’s partner had already died in the battle, and it was just him and Tatara during a raid. Confident that he was going to kill an already injured Houji easily, Tatara was taunting him, telling him he smells like a dead thing already and before he could land the killing blow, he hesitated because he can smell the distinct smell of A MAN WHO IS HORNY. It was so surprising and disarming that he was shocked into stillness and it gave Houji’s comrades enough time to catch up and defend him. But having Learned Something About Himself, the minute Kousuke was cleared to leave he decided to track down tatara off the clock and just observe him, or talk to him, to figure out why that did it for him because more than he’s concerned with killing ghouls, he’s concerned with his image. Being a somewhat public figure in an old fashioned institution, being gay is bad enough for his reputation, but being into a ghoul is so much worse

He did manage to track Tatara down to an abandoned building, and while armed with his q-bullet pistol, he was clearly not sent ready to take down a kakuja and when Tatara confronted him, he was very weirdly examining him and told him he just wants to talk, obviously having not planned this well. But one thing (tatara pinning him to a wall by his throat) led to another (Houji biting his hand) and the next thing they knew Tatara was rushing out of the building, horribly ashamed that he left Kousuke alive and desperate to not think about what he just did. Houji was alive, a few broken ribs, an open wound on his belly, and blood on his thighs aside, he was alive. Their first time landed him in the hospital, but only after he dragged himself home to clean up the evidence of what really happened so he could claim he was just mugged. But it haunted him. Not because the violent, bloody sex with that creature that wanted him dead hurt him, but because it was good. Because none of the times he’d forced himself to sleep with a woman for his image, not even any of the times he met up with a man somewhere hidden away, compared to how good it was with that monster

Tatara wasn’t doing much better either because he learned that not only would he let his sworn enemy live for no other reason than sexual gratification, but that he was going to do it again. And he did. Next time they fought, he dragged him off, and it seems they both expected this. He told himself that he couldn’t kill him yet because he hasn’t debased him enough, hasn’t ruined him enough, that he’ll do it once he’s fucked him in all the most disgusting ways possible and then he’ll kill him. And that did it for him, he didn’t like other ghouls being close with him, and that made sex difficult when he found himself wanting it, but with something weak enough to never threaten him and hated enough that he can enjoy causing needless harm, he was perfect

It became routine. They’d meet in battle, they’d shoot and stab and bite and slash just like they would when trying to kill one another, sometimes they really were trying to kill one another, but they’d pull that one punch, they’d hesitate on that final blow, and then the winner would drag the loser away to fuck like animals, then Tatara would leave. But it changed. Houji found himself slipping the number of his burner phone to Tatara after one of their hookups, Tatara found himself calling it from a victim’s phone, Houji would tell him a time and place. They’d meet up at a shady motel, but by now, they can’t just fuck. They need to fight first, and spilled a lot of blood on those dirty carpets

Tatara mostly topped at first. It’s not a preference, it’s a power trip. Because Houji was used to topping and Tatara knows humans have ideas about this being a power thing, and he wanted to hurt him. Houji, used to exerting power over human partners this way, allowed it (or rather, he was pinned by tatara very easily). There was a slow shift in how it went. At first he’s be lucky if Tatara bothered to use lube instead of spit or blood, but he started being better about it, he’d never admit it but he was making it more easy for him, and eventually during one of their violent forplay sessions, Tatara clearly let himself be pinned this time. They switch more often now, but only because Tatara feels more comfortable with him, and knows that Houji knows he only bottoms because he allows it

It turns out, once you pass the point of unspeakable violence and sexual depravity, it gets easily for one to indulge fetishes. They don’t exactly ask about it, they just break them out. Houji didn’t ask Tatara if he’s okay with wearing handcuffs, he just brought quinque steel cuffs from work and shackled him when his guard was down. Tatara did ask Houji if he was okay with being choked, he just started choking him. Their boundaries are fucked

When Houji found out what ghoul heats are, he would not stop pestering Tatara about it. The idea of him weak and helpless and horny is hot, but the knowledge that he is deeply opposed to being seen that way is hotter. It was only after a couple years of their weird hook ups that Tatara allowed it. His heats are bad. Between being a subspecies with weird temperature regulation and a kakuja, his heats are agonizing and he is truly helpless, and to be honest, caving and letting Houji fuck him through it was a low point of desperation. Kousuke had planned to be awful as always, to kick him while he was down and hurt him while he can’t fight back, but when he arrived he found Tatara truly terrified. He’s seen him angry, and he’s seen him regretful, but he hasn’t seen him afraid. But Tatara was weak, he knew he was vulnerable, and he was too overwhelmed to mask that he was afraid of what Kousuke would do to him like this. And just that once, Houji cracked, and was careful with him. He was not nice, that’s different, he was just careful, making sure not to dig his fingers too deep in his kakuhou and not hitting him like he usually would, and that was the first time they didn’t immediately part ways once they were done with each other. Houji stayed with him for the few days he was going through it, he even brought him water and got him into bath and barely mocked him for accepting the help. They didn’t talk about that again, but Tatara started calling him for his heats and the CCG had no reason to be suspicious that Houji called off every six months

They didn’t exactly see each other as people. To tatara, Kousuke is a cog in a machine that must be destroyed. To Kousuke, Tatara is an animal in human skin. It made it easy to hurt each other, or do things in bed with each other, that they wouldn’t want a person to know about. The Moral Implications of having sex with something that isn’t a person aside (something Houji was a little worried about but refused to think about), it made it easier. It’s one thing to admit a horrible dark thing to a person, it’s another to admit a horrible dark thing to an animal that’s going to die soon. So Houji let Tatara know that he enjoyed violent sex to the point of broken bones and internal bleeding and got off on being degraded for his preferences and body, things that he would rather die then let anyone know he was ashamed of. And Tatara let Houji know that he enjoyed fingers in his kakuhou and eye contact during sex, something that to a ghoul as powerful and dangerous as him, is an extremely debasing and vulnerable thing. By now, seeing each other as people is horrifying. Because that means another person knows these things about them, so the obvious solution is to never stop dehumanizing each other

I hope they die (sexual)

#this turned out way longer than I planned but in my defense I am full of fungus #tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul headcanon #notsfw #tatara #kousuke houji #houtata #I feel like it’s worth mentioning that as I was writing this I was eating an entire rotisserie chicken with my bare hands at work #just some absolute hyena at a carcass shit #real visceral #and that made me think of houtata sex

[madokasoratsugu]

love the idea that sherlock and liam get so caught up in each other's worlds when theyre bantering (flirting) sometimes they forget that they are also around equally educated people. sherlock quotes othello and moran mumbles for them to suffocate him while theyre at it. liam turns a forensic observation into a flirt and john quips how that is not scientifically possible. silly things :"))

#moriarty the patriot #sherliam #was just thinking about how nearly everyone in their crew went to college or has higher education to a degree #barring fred and moneypenny i think ? and miss hudson maybe. #its just funny to me bc i feel like theyd get so caught up with how the other is the only person to match their intelligence and speed #that they forget some things are still easily picked up by other people #like quotes from famous authors or a specialised field #also moran is rotating in my head like a rotisserie chicken....hes such an interesting character PLEASE give him a backstory.......

[zibulon01]

Got tagged by @kstbj thank you! (hi, feel free to ask about more details or snippets for each of them if you want)

#dear redoak i'm still stuck in full SW brainrot for the most part sorry lol #and mostly working on the first fic in this poll since i don't want my attention to get even more scattered than it is #i also wanted to include SW gilded cage AU but i need to rewatch the movie it's inspired from first before working on it #to no one's surprise most SW fic ideas i have are centered around Anakin/Vader and Luke #i love interactions between these two i need more of my blorbos aszafqytdfz #*constantly rotating them both in my head like rotisserie chickens* #i do have more fic ideas laying around but they're too vague and mostly mere concepts/need to be vastly reworked for some #not counting the few BNHA AUs i already have which are for the most part art-based only rn #also one wild KHR fic thingie appearing out of nowhere cause it's a decade old idea that came back randomly in july haha #and i just felt like throwing it in this poll xD #tag #poll

[lunarlathe]

Bo-Katan smells like jetfuel to the Armorer, ocean waves crashing against the shore, petrichor. The way she always smells like she's just been outside in a storm, sweaty from a fight, the scent of iron in her blood, wind in her hair.

To Bo, the Armorer smells like red hot steel and beskar, gas and smoke coating her fur, cedarwood, pine and leather, freshly dug earth. The smell of a freshly lit hearth, fire crackling and burning warmly, iron struck with iron.

#idk how i'd get this in a fic so here have this #though it could make it into a fic of mine... #nitearmor #armorkatan #bo katan x the armorer #bo-katan x armorer #the armorer x bo katan kryze #just some thoughts about them I have #they truly live in my head rent free #spinning like a rotisserie chicken

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Aradia: f0r five d0llars y0u can buy y0ur girlfriend tw0 b0uquets 0f fl0wers fr0m a fl0rist, 0r y0u can get her an entire c0stc0 r0tisserie chicken

Aradia: just saying

#homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #aradia megido #mod terezi #one whole rotisserie chicken huh? #guys i have a decision to make if you would give me some time by myself

[sergle]

Wait do you not move around a lot in your sleep? I only use the fitted sheet bc it doesn't move. If I use the other sheet it can and will strangle me in my sleep

do yall not now how to SLEEP

#I roll around in my sleep. yes. I sleep like a rotisserie chicken!! or gas station hot dog! #the sheet doesn't crumple up wtf #having conniptions in your sleep or some shit #sergle answers #this makes me wonder how tf you're making your bed if that sheet is able to strangle you at night...

[starspaceace]

give me the strength to go grocery shopping today

#rough day i need to file my taxes but i owe and i kiiinnnda dont have enough so ive done an extension for federal and ill just. #pay my state ones later. #i will treat myself to some stuff at costco bc i have a gift card. a rotisserie chicken and also a hot dog #carley talks