#otp: you done the dishes

[dylanconrique]

idk maybe i'm delusional but i think a chenford kitchen dance to dream a little dream of me would do wonders to my damaged, rotting soul.

#*and this is icarly! #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well #it's sad to think that lucy probably has some sort of ptsd hearing that song now #but ik tim would do anything to make that a special song for her again #for some reason i imagine tim has an old radio sitting on his kitchen counter.... #and lucy's sitting at the table while tim is cleaning up and doing the dishes or something #and dream a little dream of me comes on #(the one by dorris day cause that's personally my fave version of the song) #like... tim catches her flinch from the corner of his eye when it's announced on the station #immediately putting his task on hold and pulling her up like 'come on dance with me' #singing along the words to her even though he knows he has a terrible voice and hates to sing #spinning and dipping her to the high note in 'stars fading but i linger on dear' #that way when she hears this song she'll associate it with a much happier memory #*DEEP INHALE* #okay i'm done #haven't gone off like this in the tags in awhile

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Queen Esther

Favorite thing about them: Her courage and selflessness when she risks her life to save her people, and her cleverness in the way she uses flattery, entertainment, and well-chosen wording to maneuver the villainous Haman into a vulnerable position and turn her royal husband against him.

Least favorite thing about them: I suppose the fact that at first she's reluctant to approach the king without being summoned and come out as Jewish to him. Of course it's natural that she's afraid to risk her life, but still, thousands of other people's lives are on the line and she almost chooses to protect herself rather than them.

Three things I have in common with them:

*I'm part Jewish.

*I'm often afraid to reveal my Jewish heritage in public.

*I often wear purple – most mass-produced Queen Esther costumes for Purim seem to dress her in purple, since it was associated with royalty in the ancient world.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I'm not married to a king.

*I'm not an orphan.

*I've never been to the Middle East.

Favorite line:

Her instructions to Mordecai when she agrees to speak to the king on the Jews' behalf:

"Go, gather together all the Jews who are in Susa, and fast for me. Do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my attendants will fast as you do. When this is done, I will go to the king, even though it is against the law. And if I perish, I perish.”

Her reveal of her Jewish heritage to her husband, with its clever rhetoric of saying that she and her people are threatened, arousing her husband's protective outrage, before she reveals that by this she means Haman's planned genocide of the Jews that her husband had blindly agreed to:

“If I have found favor with you, Your Majesty, and if it pleases you, grant me my life—this is my petition. And spare my people—this is my request. For I and my people have been sold to be destroyed, killed and annihilated."

brOTP: Her cousin and foster father Mordecai.

OTP: Well, I have to say her husband King Ahasuerus, though it's hardly a modern love match, and though there are plenty of valid reasons to loathe him and wish Esther could leave him. If not for their marriage, she couldn't have saved her people.

nOTP: Haman.

Random headcanon: I accept the Talmudic tradition that she was a vegetarian rather than eat non-kosher meat in her husband's palace, but not the tradition that she lived on only legumes and seeds. While I understand the appeal of saying "Out of virtue and piety she turned down the most tempting dishes in favor of plain, simple food," that's not a balanced diet, and Persian cuisine has so many wonderful vegetable dishes she could have chosen from!

Unpopular opinion: I don't think she and Queen Vashti need to be pitted against each other. While I don't like the tradition of vilifying Vashti in order to glorify Esther as the superior, deserving replacement, neither do I think admiring Vashti's courage and defiance means we should look down on Esther for being "docile and submissive" or "complicit with the patriarchy." After all, it's by finally breaking the rules that Esther saves her people, and ironically, despite having banished Vashti for her disobedience and chosen Esther as a suitably docile replacement, Ahasuerus obeys Esther's will in the end. I admire and sympathize with both women and see Vashti as ultimately vindicated by Esther.

Song I associate with them: Well, it's mainly a song about Haman, not Esther, but I have to choose this popular silly children's song for Purim, "A Wicked, Wicked Man." It's the song I most associate with the holiday.

Favorite picture of them:

These various paintings.

#character ask #queen esther #the bible #hebrew bible #old testament #purim #judaism #ask game

[dontbotherwiththepronunciation]

Hey, I want to make a poll because the actual Theon fandom is interesting and I've been observing the way different people prefer interacting with the character in significantly different ways, so,

What kind of Theon fan are you?

The Kyra

Very into his more slutty, party-boy, hedonistic facet and the person he was prior to ACOK

Likes smut fics & AUs (modern or canon-setting) where Ramsay didn't happen or was much less impactful

Mostly interested in exploring (relation)ships to Starks and co. (Tully, Snow, Mallister, etc.)

The Jeyne Poole

Extremely apologetic. He has never done anything wrong in his life ever and the more you think about fandom's treatment of his "viler" acts, the more upset you get

You relate sad girl music (Mitski, Aurora, Lana del Rey, etc.) to him

Tooth-rotting post-ramsay (reunion) fluff is your go-to genre when searching for Theon-fanfic. Optimism might turn into delusion

The Asha Greyjoy

Enjoys canon-divergent AUs that get to explore the Greyjoy family dynamics and Ironborn heritage

Actually cares about political/magical/religious plot instead of just feelings, psychology and relationships

Not extremely into shipping, but probably a rarepair enjoyer who tries every dish on the table

The Barbrey Dustin

Your cringe at him started as contempt but then you realized it was actually projection

Mostly interested in the person he is during ADWD and the person he could possibly become during TWOW & ADOS

Likes gap-fillers, gen-fics or horror more than ships or AUs. Believes in some sort of thramsay

If you want to give me any more info (show vs. book-watcher, OTPS, NOTPS, opinions on implied rape/castration, whatever personal stuff you feel comfortable revealing) I'd love to read it on comments or tags or dms.

#theon greyjoy

[masterwords]

Hi 3&30&56 if you don't mind<3<3<3

Of course I don't mind! I'll talk about these fools all day every day. I haven't watched much CM lately (which is very rare for me, I'm a lifer with this damn show and the brainrot but I've been very up in SWAT these last few months) so I'm missing them big time. Thank you for indulging me!

3. Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Absolutely. I think Hotch steals a lot of Derek's really worn in clothes, especially his sweatshirts. Hotch walking around their home on a Saturday in a Northwestern Law sweatshirt with ragged cuffs and bleach spots and missing drawstrings for the hood, this decades old sweatshirt that Derek shoves in the back of his drawer and Hotch fishes out because it's so so soft. And Derek definitely sneaks into Hotch's tie collection when he's got to dress up.

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits; what is each wearing?

I shall tell this tale in photos.

Derek is putting Hotch in pure, unadulterated casual. The kind of thing no one but him ever gets to see. Hotch looks great in suits, great in everything, but t-shirts are an indulgence. And he's putting Hotch in jeans, really expensive dark jeans so he can hook his thumb through a belt loop and tug him close.

And Hotch is going to put Derek in this sweater, not much caring about the rest. This sweater is indulgent and it makes Derek look so soft and warm. It's probably a mistake, because all he can think about is being close and if he can't be, well then it's just torture.

56. What do they do turn the other on/put them in the mood?

Derek was born in the mood. It doesn't take much. The sight of Hotch in a certain pair of shorts after a long run, the way the water drips down his spine after a shower, the curve of his lower back when it peeks out from beneath his t-shirt as he bends over...Derek is there and waiting. And I'm willing to bet Hotch isn't far from it, he is just a mortal man after all and Derek is very easy on the eyes...he's just a little more timid and a little more duty-oriented. He's got a list of things to accomplish a mile long every single day and that doesn't leave much time for things that are purely for his own pleasure. If Derek wants to get Hotch there, he'll make sure everything is in its place - the dishes are done, the tasks are checked off, the office is shut down and the house is secure. He just needs to make sure the only thing on Hotch's to do list is him. And if there's just too much and he doesn't want to wait, well he's stronger than Hotch...it's not too hard to just manhandle him a bit. Hotch will protest weakly but he won't mind in the end. Even if he does have to get up and load the dishwasher afterward.

want me to talk about hotchgan? i will...at length...and hey, if you don't vibe with those questions, ask some of your own. i'll talk about them all day.

#otp asks #hotchgan

[voidthewanderer]

For the OTP Prompt Challenge!

20. Date Night

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24. Washing Dishes

((( thank you c: )))

@anonwyvern || OTP Prompt Challenge

I adore that this is also essentially dealer's choice 👀👀 It's been rattling around in my brain for a little bit what exactly I wanted to do for this one, but then it came to me and I get to write two ships for the price of one. It was all I could think about writing when I got home from work on the fourteenth. Tagging @bleumanouche for this as well, as Sweetjane is his! Yeah, I could have also done these spicy as well, but I already knew this would be a long one, didn't want it to be super incredibly long. This entire piece made me an absolutely mushy baby writing it. Lots of moments that I think would bring some of these guys to their knees honestly. A much longer one, but yeah.

Rating: T (mature themes mostly only implied, though also spoken about/teased) Word Count: 2939

An aggravated growl sounded from the ghoul chef as he tried to prepare for the evening’s meal. It was bad enough that he didn’t have his partner there to help him out, but they’d been busy working on a project that they were keeping a secret from him. He narrowed his eyes at the tanned ghoul perched on the bar stool across from his workspace, slowly starting to get more and more fed up with the badgering.

“C’mon, Arsen, please,” Ripper begged, giving the other a charming smile. He knew this wouldn’t work on the other, but he still had to try, “You can make it after you’re done with this stuff, I know you can! I wanna do somethin’ special for Sweetjane!”

“Then make it yourself,” Arsenic growled back, “Just stay outta my way.”

The elder ghoul pursed his lips for a moment, contemplating what he could do to get out of actually cooking something. What he wanted to do for her was far beyond what he knew he could make. Perhaps a little tease wouldn’t hurt…

“If ya do this for me, I’ll tell ya what Crow’s makin’.”

This caught Arsenic’s attention, his brow perking at the thought, “What makes ya think I wanna know?”

“Caught your attention, dinnit? Make this for me an’ I’ll tell ya.” He wouldn’t really ruin the surprise, but he could see that Arsenic was actually considering the offer now. Arsenic studied Ripper for a moment, trying to gauge whether or not he was telling the truth, “Ya’d really break their trust?”

Ripper shrugged, “Act surprised when it’s actually done, ain’t no big deal. You’re gonna find out eventually, anyways.”

Another growl before Arsenic finally gave it, “Fuckin’ fine. This better be worth it.”

Ripper nearly sprung up from the chair, shoving a list of stuff he’d wanted into Arsenic’s hand, “Thank you!”

Just as he was about to run off, Arsenic reached over the counter, tightly gripping the other’s wrist, “Ah, not before ya leave. Speak.”

“O-oh right, yeah! Uh… let’s just say that… eh…” He had to think fast “-You’re gonna be in th’ same place as me pretty soon.”

Arsenic’s grip lessened slightly, his gaze casting to the ring on his finger for a moment. It gave Ripper enough time to pull himself free and dart off into the farm. He had a lot to prepare for; making sure the kids were gonna be alright for the night, among other things. All the while, Arsenic just stood in his kitchen, frozen with the thoughts that swam in his head now. If what the conclusion he came to was right, there was no way he’d be able to keep it a secret that he knew… Hopefully, he could. Crow seemed to want to keep whatever it was one and he didn’t want to crush that.

***

“Ya ready t’ head out?” Ripper smiled at his wife, grabbing the basket he’d filled with everything he needed for their first date night since getting married. Sweetjane gave a nod, “Lead th’ way!”

Ripper gave Arsenic a nod, who only returned it with a half-hearted wave as he served the ghouls waiting for their dinner. On the way out, he gave Amy a hug, “Be good for Crow an’ Arsen. We’re gonna be further up river than we normally go, I don’t want ya wanderin’ off if ya really need us without ‘em, alright?”

“I will! Bye, Dad! See you later, Mom!”

This caused Ripper to hug his daughter just a bit tighter, trying to not cry happily at hearing that. Crow couldn’t contain their coo at the couple, though otherwise kept their mouth shut. They could see that Sweetjane had a smile on her lips, trying to not let out a happy cry as well. They practically pried Ripper off the child, “Go have fun, you two. We’ll keep these two safe, don’t worry.”

The pale ghoul practically shooed the two out the door; Ripper quickly taking the lead towards the riverside. He held Sweetjane’s hand tightly as the couple carefully tread along the small trail they’d started to wear into the embankment. Sweetjane spoke up, “’At was sweet, wasn’t it?”

Ripper nodded, “Not gonna lie, didn’t think either one of them were gonna call you mom. Know ya told ‘em that ya weren’t here t’ replace Amelia, y’know? Or t’ like… come up with their own thing t’ call ya.”

“She’s a good girl, she is. Wasn’t expectin’ anythin’ ‘at soon, anyway.”

The worn pathway faded from beneath their feet, Ripper taking more care to not drop the basket, but also making sure Sweetjane didn’t fall into the water either. He didn’t lead her too far away from The Slog; though the settlement wasn’t exactly in view either. Just a nice little spot that seemed to have recently been dug out, perfect for the picnic he’d planned.

He laid out the blanket, getting everything out of the basket before setting up a couple of pillar candles to light. After, he held his arms out, giving her a bright smile, “Ta-da! A nice little place just for us! Been comin’ out here t’ make a flat place when I could. Was thinkin’ maybe could make a little gazebo or somethin’ int’ th’ hill a bit, be a nice place for us t’ have our dates an’ a place for us t’ bring th’ family for little outings too.”

“Aww, Rippa, I love it,” Sweetjane crooned at the ghoul, her arms snaking up around his neck and shoulders. His arms found their home at her waist as he dipped his head down slightly for a kiss. He broke the kiss only to lift her up off the ground and spin her around, “Nothin’s gonna change now that we’re married. If anythin’ I wanna make this a regular thing.”

“O’course! This’ll be a great spot t’ get away. How long ya been doin’ this fer?”

Ripper shrugged, sitting on the blanket, and gently pulling Sweetjane down next to him, “Dunno, like three months or so? Figured it was a good place, has good cover with trees, right by th’ water, good fishing spot. If we get some sort of seating or canopy up, think this might be a good place too ‘at Cody would wanna spend some alone time when he wants it, so he doesn’t coop himself up in his room all th’ time, y’know?”

Sweetjane pressed her hand against Ripper’s cheek, him tilting into it slightly, “Chiriklo, it’s perfect. Yer perfect. Now, c’mon… tell me whatcha got goin’ on.”

Handing off a bowl, Ripper opened up the old thermos that Arsenic had provided, pouring out the soup that was inside, “Rabbit stew! I know it’s a bit warm still for hot soup, but I know ya said ya hadn’t had it in a while. An’ for dessert…” He shifted the two bottles of Nuka Cola that had been leaning on a box to the side, pulling up the box, “A cake! I dunno what Arsen decided to bake for it, but it looks good!”

Sweetjane took a spoon, setting the bowl to the side for a moment to open one of the bottles of soda. She couldn’t help but laugh, “Whatcha gotta do t’ get ‘im t’ do alla dis?”

“I may or may not have teased him about what Crow’s been up to.”

“Rippa! Ya know they wanna keep ‘at a secret!”

“I didn’t tell him! Not outright anyways! He’s not gonna know exactly what they’re making. An’ ‘e already knows they’re gettin’ married anyway!”

Ripper put a spoonful of the stew in his mouth, forgetting for a moment that he’d never actually had rabbit before. Well, he certainly realized now, though seemed to be rather pleased with what he’d eaten, rather than concerned. Sweetjane chuckled at him, “What were ya expectin’? Chicken?”

This caused the other to give a playful little pout, “Ey! Ain’t ever had it before!”

“Clearly ya like it,” she mused. He nodded, “’S good.”

Before he took another spoonful, he quickly leaned over, giving the tip of her ear a little nip, “Ain’t nothin’ like what I could be eatin’.”

“Later,” her tone had been rather nonchalant, only pushing Ripper more on edge. He pulled her to lean against his side, the two savoring the calmness of the evening. Stolen kisses between bites, nuzzles into hair, it made for a perfect first date after wedding. Eventually, bellies were full and the two found themselves laid back into the blanket, Sweetjane tucked close to Ripper’s side. His arm had been wrapped around her waist, keeping her close.

She gave a light kiss to the side of his neck, feeling the other shudder at the touch, “Tesoro…”

Shifting to straddle against his hip, Sweetjane couldn’t help but smile down at her partner, it only growing as his hands lightly caressed her thighs, “We got all night yannow…”

“I know…” he hummed, “An’ I want it t’ last that long…”

Sweetjane arched forward, pressing her lips heavily against Ripper’s. His hands lightly trailed up her thighs, resting somewhat firm on her hips; holding her in place. As the session progressed, his pressed his hip up slightly, drawing out a breath from his partner. She was the one to break the kiss, blue eyes intent on his hazel ones. His lips had been curled into a smile, “Ya drive me wild, ya know that, right?”

Ripper pushed himself up so he could be seated, shifting Sweetjane’s legs so she was still sitting in his lap, just a bit more comfortably. His arms rested at her waist, hands locked behind her back, “Tell me… ya wanna have dessert first?”

“I got choices now… don’t I?” Sweetjane hummed, the teasing tone in her voice making him chuckle, “Suppose ya do… Or… We can indulge in all of the sweet things we have here.”

Now that? That sounded like a plan. Their lips locked once more… the first course seemed like it would be one of the sweetest things they brought with them…

***

Knock knock knock

“Who’s there?” Crow called out of their studio, the only noise otherwise coming from the old greenhouse being the music on the radio.

“’S me, babe.”

“Hold on!”

Now there seemed to be a bit of a ruckus going from the inside. Crow had blocked out the lower portion of the windows with old boxes. Arsenic called back inside, “Can ya come out? Would like ya t’ have one more meal before bed!”

Arsenic kept his back to the door, his eyes trained on the two kids who were standing next to him. Crow quickly shuffled out of the room, shutting the door quickly behind them, “Sorry, I got-”

“Caught up in th’ project. I know. You’re better with th’ kids than I am anyway… Dunno if ya wanted t’ do somethin’ with ‘em before they turn in for th’ night too.”

“We don’t need babysitters, y’know,” Cody muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. Crow could see Arsenic take a sharp breath, them lightly touching his arm, “Go to the kitchen, alright? I’ll be right there.”

It took a moment for the other to budge, but did so. Crow waited until he was out of earshot, “I know you guys don’t, but he’s trying. I think spending time with you guys is more for him than it is out of being asked by your father to watch you guys. He’s… eh…” They didn’t know how to explain the mood Arsenic was in. Mourning, maybe? Realizing he’d lost the ability to ever get to partake in.

“He seems sad,” Amy pointed out, causing Crow to nod, “You’re not wrong Amy. Part of him is sad. He lost something that I don’t think he really realized he wanted before it was too late.” Crow glanced back up to Cody, “Don’t take what he does personally. It’s gonna take a long while for him to adjust. If you guys wanna do your own thing, please, go right ahead. Just remember your dad wants you at least back in the house before the sun’s completely past the horizon. And no leaving the settlement.”

“Can we make something to drink before we do anything else?” Cody asked.

“Of course, you just know the rules with the communal kitchen. We’re gonna be cleaning up in a little bit.”

The trio headed back into the pool house, Crow and Amy finding seats at the bar stools. Cody went to pull a couple of mugs from the cabinet, but Arsenic stopped him. He seemed to handle Cody a lot more gently than others who invaded his space at least, “Let me. What were ya makin’?”

“I was gonna make tea for me and Amy before heading back to the house.”

Arsenic placed a small plate of food in front of Crow before turning to pull something out of a cabinet, “’S th’ last packet I have, but how about hot chocolate instead for th’ kid?”

This raised some excitement from Amy, making Crow smile softly at Arsenic in the process. They went to work on their food, eating silently as their fiance made a cup of hot chocolate and ash blossom tea for the kids. The two took the cups, Amy letting out a rather excited ‘thank you’ as they headed to their house. Crow rested their elbow on the counter, cheek lightly pressed in their hand in the process, “You’re really starting to blossom, you know that, right?”

“Shush.”

“I mean it, love. I adore that you’re trying to be good for them. And you’re doing a lot better at not just immediately reacting to Cody’s teenage angst thing he’s got going on. ‘M proud of you.”

“Yeah, yeah…” he sighed softly, pulling the empty plate away. Crow shifted off the stool, making their way around the counter to pull Arsenic into a hug. His arms were tight around them, burying his face against the top of their head. They hummed softly, “You’re wonderful, Arsen… you really are.”

Before pulling away from the hug, Crow shifted to give Arsenic a kiss. His hands fell to their hips, fingers curling against their skin lightly as he tried to pull it deeper. They managed to break free, “Let’s clean up first, how about that?”

He gave a nod, begrudgingly breaking away from the hug to start cleaning up the counter. Crow shuffled behind him to run water in the sink to start dishes. It didn’t take him long to wipe down the counters, quickly finding his place to the left of his partner, scrubbing down each dish and utensil. As he finished each one, he handed it off to Crow, who was content to rinse and dry off each item. He couldn’t help but glance over at Crow every time they’d brush elbows with him, unable to keep his thoughts at bay. They were doing it on purpose, he knew they were, but it still made him feel things.

“Crow?”

They hummed softly, giving him a small glance. Oh, the feeling that gripped at his heart… he loved when they looked at him with those sweet eyes…

“I… I should probably tell you…”

“Arsen, if this is about what Ripper said, I know. He told me.”

This made his stomach drop, “Wh- And you’re not-”

“Of course not. You already know we’re getting married, I dunno why you’re bein’ all shy about it. He told me to assure me that he didn’t tell you what I was working on. That’s still a surprise. You’re somehow the most observant, but most oblivious person I’ve ever met and I love that,” they laughed. Arsenic shifted on his hip, feeling a bit embarrassed that he didn’t realize sooner that Ripper hadn’t actually told him anything. Crow pressed up against his side, “Did what he say get your mind reeling?”

He nodded, swallowing hard before speaking again, “A-a bit, yeah.”

Glancing back down at them, his expression finally softened to match their soft smile, “Tell me.”

Arsenic took a small scoop of bubbles from the sink, brushing the suds against what was left of Crow’s nose ridge; making them laugh. He hummed softly, “’M just… excited. ‘S been so long since we got engaged, y’know? Dunno what ya got planned for everythin’… but goddamn I can’t wait t’ see ya in what you’re gonna wear… whatever ya got planned for th’ rings… Gettin’ t’ call ya mine.”

“You get to do that already,” Crow laughed. Arsenic ducked down, surprising them with a kiss, “The process makes it even more special.”

He handed off the last few dishes to be rinsed and dried, drying off his hands before hugging Crow close to his chest, resting his chin on top of their head while they finished up. When the last of the dishes were done, Arsenic spun Crow around, easily scooping them up and sitting them onto the counter. Their arms draped over his shoulders, lightly holding him close, “Arsen…”

No other words were exchanged, the ghoul pressing his lips to the other’s. He lightly pushed their legs apart slightly, just so he could get between them; quickly relaxing when they locked their legs around his waist. They felt him take a breath, his hands shifting to grip at their thighs. Crow gave a soft laugh, “We goin’ home?”

He gave a chuckle in response between his trailing kisses, “Not ‘nless ya wanna fuck here…”

“Just a little longer…”

“Gladly…” He wasn’t going to object getting to be this close to Crow, even if it meant prolonging what he wanted.

#shut it void #friend talk #bleumanouche #ripperxsweetjane #arsenicxcrow #otp: old fashioned love song #otp: a different life #oc: arsenic #oc: crow holiday #oc: ripper #bleumanouche: sweetjane ledet

[justarandompersonxd]

All emojis for the ask game :)

Thank you for the ask! All these are answered based on _me_ and not the body

Personal:

👁 eye colour: its red baby

🇪🇺 nationality: dutch

🏳️‍🌈 sexuality: grayromantic demisexual pan

🏳️‍⚧️ gender identity: trans

🛐 religion: atheist

Faves

☕️ hot drink: tea, with honey

🧃 cold drink: ice tea peach

🍜 dish: pasta pesto

🍉 fruit: p e a c h, red grapes

🥦 veggie: bell pepper

🎉 holiday: none

🎲 game: board? Catan or risk

🏐 sport: badminton

🐈‍⬛ animal: sheep and cows

🌻 flower: sunflowers

🌦 weather: sunny but not too warm

🚙 means of transport: biking!

Fandom

😇 blorbo: the doctor

😈 meow meow: the doctor

👥️ otp: smoaking canary, we were done dirty

📺 tv show: doctor who, she ra, owl house

🎬 movie: nimonaaaa

📚 book: PJO

🎶 musical artist: citizen soldier, smash into pieces and icon for hire ^^

[herawell]

Happy new year everybody’s

I am. Ver very drunk when paying this so this post is a kinda bound to be rife with other SpAG errors.

I’m am like 3 glasses. Of woe into drink being else I. 3 glasses of woe otp. Ring drunk. 3 glasses of wine into being Erik. Drunk. It’s network years new years and I only do this like 3x a year so I’m done. I’m done. I’m fine. I am done I a m fine. I am done. I am done. I am fine. P lt top only took me six tries to write that right.

Anyway happy new years toeverbieu. To everybody. I might have just confessed to me qeenrw parents w bunch of stuff they didn’t. Need to hear and. Semi-traumasumped to them *traumasumped *traumadumped to them (but I didn’t give me fannish payed *pseud out which is an accomplishment) although I did come out as bisexual about 5 times (they already know) to them and they were very very overprotective of me (we had a dish heater running’s during dinner and they wouldn’t let me get up on the diet of the table with the heater II/8;3 *side of table with heater.) also I semi-confesses some stuff why about the eiperc edivorce to my dwd (mom told me in confidence) and my dad reassure deme it reassured me it went my *wasn’t my fault and idk if that was true of or if he’s just saying it to his very drunk reccenroy graduated recently graduated daughter or if it’s because he’s disengaged. Anyway it’s nice to get that friendship that from dad bc I’ll Bebe get it never get it from mom.

Anyway massive love to everyone and everybody and anything end may lol AJ r and and may the new ones are year may the new year be proserpius and joyous and all osperpis and prosperous to e rryine59 to everyone, y’all hey hey hey get me on a level no living being ever will and I love you all unconditionally and very very very very happy 3034 2024 2023 to everybody’s. To everybody.

Happy new year to everybody.

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[lorirwritesfanfic]

Picky Eater

Book: Mother Of The Year Pairing: Thomas Mendez x MC (Ayla) Rating: T Word count: 1197 Reading time: 5 min Summary: Ayla will have to face her own limitations as she tries to teach her daughter how to be an open-minded eater.

Author's note:

I got an ask from @peonierose with some lovely pictures a while ago and decided to write this story.

Why Thomas x Ayla of all my OTPs? I don't know. Only heaven knows lol

Ayla Day is a creation of this author. The others characters are owned by Pixelberry Studios.

Stephanie and Luz run across the park, crunching dry leaves and stems with their boots as Ayla watches them from a bench nearby. She then glances at Thomas in the street market, chatting with a pumpkin vendor, probably sharing tips and recipes for Thanksgiving dishes.

Being raised most of her life in Brazil, she is a bit indifferent to most American traditions and never saw any reason to look forward to the holiday during her relationship with Guy. But since Thomas and Luz are so excited to celebrate Thanksgiving, she didn't feel like saying no to joining them for the festivities. Stephanie is half American too. It's only fair that she partakes in Thanksgiving dinners once in a while.

"Found it!" Thomas beams as he saunters over carrying a large pumpkin in one hand.

"I can see that..." Her brows shoot in response, but she tries her best not to undermine his excitement. "But don't you think that one is too big for us?"

"Not at all! Levi, Eiko and Alma are coming over. We can do so many dishes with this baby right here. Plus, it's like your mother always says..."

"It’s better to err on the side of generosity than to appear too stingy?"

"Exactly."

"If you say so..." Ayla gives her shoulders.

Thomas then places the pumpkin down and sits next to her. "Everything okay, darling?"

"Yeah... It's just a dumb thought that crossed my mind..."

"About what?"

"Pumpkins... I'm not exactly a fan..."

"Really? Why not?"

"I don't know... The taste and the texture after it's cooked aren't appealing to me."

"Pumpkins aren't appealing to you in every single dish you've tried?"

She wrinkles her nose.

Thomas chortles.

"I know it's childish of me to be picky. I'm trying to teach my own kid not to be picky about food so she can adapt easily to any situation."

"I understand..."

"Do you?"

He nods. "Your secret is safe with me, darling."

"Thank you."

"However..." He grins.

She purses her lips and stares at him deadpan.

"Hear me out first. You can complain all about it later."

"Okay, what is it?"

"If you really want to set a good example for Stephanie, you'll have to show her you're an open-minded eater."

Ayla makes a face. "Yeah... But how do I do that without twisting my nose at a pumpkin pie?"

He grins. "I'm so glad you asked."

One hour later

The scent of coffee roast, nuts and milk spread in the air as Ayla adds the cheesecake filling to the pre-baked crust to place it back in the oven. To her, the idea of adding pumpkin puree to the cheesecake is outrageous. But it's okay. She'll have it with wine anyway. Plus, everything will be fine as soon as she gets a large mug of that fancy and delicious strong coffee Thomas buys especially for her.

"Alright, cheesecake is in the oven, potatoes are ready, turkey is almost done. Did you check on the girls?”

“They’re watching NFL game.”

“Really? I thought Luz preferred soccer.”

“And hopefully she’ll stick to it. She’s intense enough even when she’s watching the game from the living room.”

“Okay…” Ayla giggles. “What’s next?”

"How about we take a break for coffee?"

"Now we're talking! It'll definitely help me with my article later."

"Will I have to sleep by myself all night again while you finish work again? Man..." He nags.

"Not all night." She steps closer to kiss his cheek and gives him her best smile. "Just some of it..."

Thomas fakes pouting.

"Don't give me those puppy eyes. You leave alone in bed almost every night." She folds her arms, feigning annoyance.

"I know and I'm grateful you understand, darling." He wraps his arms around her and kisses her cheek. "Just don't tire yourself too much."

"Yeah, yeah... This is all cute and very lovey-dovey of you, but where's my coffee?"

"How about a latte instead?"

A smile forms on her lips again. "I'm listening."

"Sit tight. I'll take care of everything, darling."

"Mmm..." She then sits on a stool by the kitchen island, resting her chin on one elbow. "I love when you talk dirty to me..."

Chuckling, he turns off the coffee machine, pours the coffee into a mug, adds a spoon of pumpkin puree and whisks them together with a mixer.

"Hey! What was that orange goo in my rich people coffee?"

"Didn't we talk about you setting up a good example for Stephanie by being an open-minded eater?"

"Yes! But coffee isn't a dish! Coffee is coffee and it’s perfect the way it is!" She scowls.

"It's easier to enjoy something you don't like when you include other things you like with it."

Ayla folds her arms.

"I know you're still skeptical, but I'm going to prove you wrong," he says, slowly adding hot milk to the mug.

"You'd better. Because right now you're only showing me the atrocities American people do by adding pumpkin to latte and cheesecake."

Thomas shakes his head and grins. Once the coffee is ready, he covers the mug with whipped cream then adds cinnamon powder and a glass straw with a flourish.

"Here you go."

Ayla inspects the mug for a moment then takes a sip of coffee.

"So?"

"It's better than I expected it to be..." She replies, toying with the straw before drinking it again.

"Wait until you take a bite of the cheesecake."

She instinctively wrinkles her nose.

"I don't think that's the best attitude if you really want Stephanie to be open-minded about food," he points out.

"What? I didn't say anything!"

"Ayla, it's all over your face. And for the record, that's the same face you made when Luz and I had pumpkin ice cream."

Her shoulders slump as she places down the mug. "I'm ruining this, aren't I?"

"No, you're not." He moves closer to kiss her forehead. "And it's okay if Stephanie doesn't like pumpkin after all. Many people don't. Besides, you managed to make her eat most vegetables kids hate."

She gives her shoulders slightly.

"She's a smart and healthy kid who is incredibly lucky to be your daughter, darling. Whether she becomes a picky eater or not."

"Plus, I didn't lie about Thanksgiving, Santa Claus, tooth fairy..."

"You did better in that department than I ever did, by the way."

"I still do."

“Are you still going to call me out about not mentioning the real story of Thanksgiving until she was nine?”

“Yes! Steph knows it since she was six! And may I add, Luz was tough enough to not only hear the full story but also gather money from all white students in the school and donate to indigenous communities because — to quote her…”

“The natives Americans deserve historical reparation.”

They chuckle.

"You're a wonderful mother, Ayla. I'm glad Luz and I have someone like you in our lives."

"Thank you… You're a great parent too, darling," she says resting her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you.”

"Hey, maybe you can be the good influence on Steph about food."

"Why? You're almost halfway through the pumpkin-spiced latte."

"Yeah, but there's the cheesecake."

"Darling, just face it. You're going to love it.”

“You’re so wrong about that…” She scoffs.

“You will eat a big fat slice of pumpkin cheesecake and have seconds. You just don't know it yet,” he jokes.

"If I dump enough whipped cream to disguise the pumpkin in it, sure!"

Between laughter and a few sips of latte, the couple begins to set up the table for dinner.

#choices fanfic #mother of the year fanfic #thomas mendez #thomas mendez x mc #lorirwritesfanfic #lorircreates

[alister312]

stan my boy stan

STAN!! 🥺 boyo…… of course let’s dive into him

(linking the ask thing for reference since it’s been a hot sec since i reblogged it)

Sexuality headcanon: that man is so absolutely bisexual it’s insane. maybe with a female/feminine lean? which I think it what makes it hard for him to realize initially that he’s bi. he assumes everyone is attracted to all genders at least a little bit but when they have a preference towards one they say they’re gay or straight. once he learns this is not the case he has an “oh I’ve actually known I was bi for a long time then” moment

Gender headcanon: cis man… i have seen some neat instances of people making him amab nonbinary but it’s just not a headcanon I fully embrace myself 😅

A ship I have with said character: as style is my Kyle OTP, so too is it my Stan OTP 💕 it’s very hard for me to imagine those two being with another person. however, there are a couple other Stan ships I enjoy! for instance, I appreciate a good non-end game stendy/stendyl and honestly, I’ve got a soft spot for stary!! unlike Kyle, though, it’s much harder for me to get attached to non-style Stan ships

A BROTP I have with said character: broship stolkien is actually something that can mean so much me…… it’s the only good thing the tegridy seasonal rot has brought us. i also really love the idea of Stan and Clyde being really good friends! especially in instances where they’re on the same football team, like Clyde is the ultimate hype man before every game and Stan really appreciates the energy he brings. also they are the true equivalents in the main 5 v catg. respect to everyone who thinks Stan and Craig are each other’s counterparts but they are wrong.

A NOTP I have with said character: honestly if I didn’t mention it as a Stan ship I enjoy before assume it’s a NOTP 😔 there’s exceptions to that statement but I don’t love them enough to name them… you can assume if I’ve reblogged content with it in the past I enjoy it and if I haven’t, I don’t! probably one of my least favorite Stan ships I’ve seen in a fic though was Stan/Tricia. that whole fic was a hot fuckin mess but that ship was definitely a stand out worst part of it.

A random headcanon: I think Stan is one of those dads (yes dad, he has such good father energy he can’t not be a dad someday) that has, like, one interesting dish he’s perfected and then outside of that he can only grill and make pasta and breakfast foods. it’s not that he doesn’t try to learn to cook other foods but he just never gets the hang of it. if he tries to make something that’s not that in his repertoire, he has to read a recipe at every single step.

General opinion over said character: Stan is an absolute golden retriever of a man, America’s sweetheart, perfect handsome boy. he’s never done anything wrong in his life and that’s just cold hard facts. someone please get him away from his father and into some therapy tho bc good lord those are the #1 things his current self needs.

#thank u for the ask dani 💕 stan is one of the guys of all time it’s fun to think about him!! #man I feel so boring saying every character is a cis man but like. that’s how I’ve felt about every character I’ve gotten asked about 😭

[ferrocyan]

answering some otp ask game questions abt lighthunter just bc i want to and i love thinking abt them

1. who fell for the other one first?

tart did! she was interested in reeq bc he's cute and his excitement reminded her of the good ol days of adventuring

2. was it love at first sight?

yep. this happens a lot w tart ww

3. was it lust at first sight?

nah not really. tart's more of a romantic than a horndog

4. what physical traits do they love the most about each other?

tart: reeq's hands!! they're so soft and smooth and smell good and nice to hold!!!

reeq: tart's ears, they're v expressive, much more than her face. and she always wears beautiful earrings that complement her outfits, seeing them is always such a treat. also she's awfully ticklish there >:3c it's the most fun for teasing

5. what personality trait do they love the most about each other?

tart: reeq's strength of will. despite everything, he knows his duty and sees it done at all costs. he never gives up on what he wants to do even when everyone else gives up on him. tart finds this side of him admirable

reeq: tart's considerateness. she gives everyone the time of day, even while being the hero who must save the world. she cares a lot about so many people; she helps everyone however she can; she gives those who wrong her a second chance, always; she pays attention and sees you for who you truly are. there are many, many more things to admire about tart; reeq chooses the one she doesn't see

6. what random everyday object/activity makes them think of each other?

tart: she keeps a drawing of reeq in her journal (drawn by alphinaud) and looks at it every night :)

reeq: the sun, the moon, and every star on the night sky!!! tfw your gf restored the day/night cycle of the world so every sunrise and sunset remind you of her :'3 (the other hunters find him so insufferable, yes)

7. what is something they'd want to change about the other if they could?

tart: reeq doesn't give up on anything... except his relationships to others. he's quick to assume that one mistake burns the entire bridge at once and ends up severing friendships that could've been mended. tart wishes he'd see more value in himself and not think everyone wants to discard him when they see fit...

reeq: tart's considerateness very rarely extends to herself. she gives up far too much far too willingly and has no limits. having "selfish motives" does not matter if the thing it motivates you to do is sacrificing your life for the sake of the world!! it's still extremely selfless and insane and you shouldn't have done it!!! also you need to eat more, make time for meals before helping people!!!!!

both: can you wash the fucking dishes when it's your turn and not leave it to whoever's next, aka me. god

8. do they get along with each other's friends and family?

tart: oh yeah she thinks of ms olvara and the virtue hunters as family. she's so fond of them and comes to visit everyone often. actually when reeq moved to the crystarium to join the hunters tart scolded him for leaving ms olvara alone but it was actually for the best bc reeq isn't good at keeping up w chores and is just adding to her housework... she loves him but just move out already son....

reeq: he finds the scions kinda.. intimidating... he doesn't wanna butt into tart's relationships and is content watching from afar

9. do their friends and family like their significant other?

tart: uhh not really;;;; the scions overall don't rly know reeq and don't care to, lol. alphinaud is the only one who's gotten to know reeq and likes him. as for family... well they can't meet bc of the "living in different worlds" situation. but if they do... man i should ramble abt this in another post but the gist of it is that hubert adores reeq and would adopt him as a son. why? because this is the funniest outcome possible and i write lore based on comedy first and foremost

reeq: definitely, ms olvara adores tart and the virtue hunters are her besties too

10. have they had romantic partners before?

tart: yes, she had 3 partners before reeq. and is still casually seeing one of them (kurenai) after getting together w him

reeq: no, he's gone on dates and had sex w others but no one that can be called a romantic partner. before tart his relationships were pretty much all transactional (what about lanbyrd? well. i always call him reeq's ex but honestly i'm undecided. maybe his feelings were unrequited by reeq, and though lanbyrd thought of him as a romantic partner it didn't go both ways)

#lighthunter #just 10 for now bc its late and answering this made me stay up oops

[skyland2703]

OTP ASKS: Dino Fury; Izzy/Fern: What movie did they see together? Who accidental sets something on fire? How do they comfort each other when one of them is scared? Who gets cold the easiest? Who makes the other breakfast in bed?

What movie did they see together?

Every Thursday night is movie night actually and while Izzy is very much into Sci fi movies and every next Thursday picks out one or the other superhero— more often than not Marvel or DC— movie, Fern is a sucker for old rom-coms and film noirs. She has a total crush on Ingrid Bergman and although she doesn’t like Marilyn Monroe all that much. Izzy says it really speaks about her ✨taste✨ in women. Izzy does like to watch the noirs though, some of them have incredible storylines, and plot twists that they’re left guessing right till the last second of the movie. Fern loves Izzy’s superhero shenanigans, because even though she’s not into the genre herself and finds it a biiit too loud for her liking, she does have to applaud the stellar acting and the INCREDIBLE job the graphics and editing team have done with the green screens. Izzy is neck deep in the fandom and Fern is being pulled in inch by inch.

Who accidental sets something on fire?

Contrary to what you might usually think, it’s actually Fern. Once they move in together (college roommates. Long story. We’ll get to that some other day) Fern decided to take up cooking, something Izzy straight out refused to do because at home it was either mom or Javi who cooked, and eating two minute noodles three times a day was getting tiring really quick. So, Fern decided: “enough is enough. I’m gonna learn cooking”.

As a result, on their second week, living together, Izzy came home to find the entire apartment cluttered with weird utensils and cooking supplies and spices and sauces and god knows what and Fern trying to mix some kind of batter to some sorta Indian dish she’d looked up online. Izzy was touched that Fern would try something out like that for her, but three days into this new “hobby” of hers, they had landed up with a burn stain on their couch cushion— overturned— on their rug— also overturned— and their bedsheets— changed, put in the washer, but ultimately being put in the trash.

Izzy realised this was a very… uhhh… costing hobby her girlfriend had. And in the end she just ended up calling Javi over for a week to teach the both of them how to fend for themselves.

How do they comfort each other when one of them is scared?

For Izzy it’s huge and forehead kisses and pats and cuddles; that’s her love language. She’s not very good at expressing feelings in words, she feels that her actions speak louder than words, and after dating for what feels like since forever, Fern understands, and she reciprocates. She knows that if Izzy is there she doesn’t need to feel scared. That’s all that comforts her.

For Fern, she has a way with words. She finds it easier to soothe Izzy’s fears with soft words, things that make her feel loved, validated, and throw in some hugs and kisses and cuddles and they’re the happiest couple in the world— nothing evil or fear-stirring can even touch them.

Who gets cold the easiest?

Neither?? I mean they’re both athletes who’re well trained to withstand some weather conditions. But it’s Izzy who’s throwing the “I’m cooollllldddd” tantrums simply because she’s annoyed that Fern has been in the other room for half an hour and she needs cuddles.

Who makes the other breakfast in bed?

Fern. She loves cooking, even though she burns a lot of stuff and causes even worse disasters in the kitchen— accidentally, of course— she’s the one who makes Izzy breakfast in bed. Izzy loves every bit of it. She’s never gonna complain, she likes being pampered.

#this was so much fun #lol it got rlly long #Izzy Garcia #Fern #power rangers #power rangers dino fury #Izzy x Fern

[devilishgreen]

 There’s no particular reason for me making this post other than I am having thoughts again and I wanna rant about them. Below you will find the unhinged ramblings of why I ship Drakkgo (Shego x Drakken). And somewhat of a personality analysis for both them. 

 Okay listen 

 Listen 

 On the surface is may seem like they are by default paired together because they are sidekick and villain, and yes that is a perfectly valid reason to pair them because sidekick and villain ships are awesome, but there’s a lot more that I really like about this pairing. It basically has all the makings on what I consider ‘OTP’ material. 

 First things first is to clear up misconceptions. A lot of people equate Drakken with somehow being the ‘less evil’ of the pair. Which is true, in the abstract sense. But Drakken isn’t out there frolicking in a flower field, even after he got plant powers. He’s still evil. He canonly is motivated purely by pettiness and the need for revenge, and he’s willing to go to wicked extremes to get to it. 

 He does things that Shego even considers abhorrent. Such as cloning for one, and cloning against someone’s will. Shego also has some beef with mind control chips, and he still does that. He also commits attempted murder and his victims range from Kim Possible to children to old ladies. He has almost no qualms about doing what it needed to get a job done. He’s pretty ruthless as well, not to the extent Shego is, but he isn’t some wooby baby who just because he is bad at carrying out evil, doesn’t mean he isn’t. 

 Next, let’s clear up some things about Shego’s character. While Drakken is far more nasty than people sometimes make him, Shego is... yeah pretty nasty. But she ALSO has some lines she refuses to cross. She refuses to steal wheelchairs, she gets upset whenever animals are involved in schemes or could be hurt, she refuses to let her brothers be without their powers and loses in a fight deliberately against them. She is also on a whole far more lazy than Drakken is. This makes her not as big of a threat, because she chooses not to be. Unlike Drakken. 

 Okay so, time to get into why I ship them together. 

 People might think this pairing consists of Shego endlessly dogging on Drakken while he simpers and takes it. That is not the case. At all. These two are partners. They balance out each other’s weaknesses. They are in tune with one another. They value each other. Shego’s teasing of Drakken is filled with much less malice as compared to her taunting of Kim or her brothers. Shego snarks at Drakken and mocks him, but what people sometimes overlook is that Drakken does the same to her. That’s what makes it work. Drakken takes it, but he also dishes it back out. He regularly teases and taunts Shego, playfully annoys her, and does things to deliberately drive her up a wall. The ONLY time they are seriously mad at each other is when Drakken placed a behavioral modifer on Shego, making her listen and obey his commands. And Drakken was quick to apologize. 

 So we have a basis on banter, of mutual friendship, and teasing. They get along together. 

 I wanna talk about how each of them care for each other next. 

 Starting with Shego, it’s a bit harder to see the ways Shego cares for Drakken because she is definitely an action person. Shego REMEMBERS things about Drakken that nobody else does, and she knows his personality inside and out. Shego will regularly step up and protect Drakken, even when she doesn’t need to and it’s outside of her contract. Take the holiday episode, where she rescued Drakken from the snowstorm even though she was on vacation, which she takes very seriously. She ALSO defends him verbally when he’s not around, take her interactions with the Seniors and how she takes care to say that she sees him as someone who is capable and worthy. 

 She has a deep trust in Drakken, and this takes place in the form of allowing Drakken to see into various parts of her life that often aren’t available to the public. Shego also is the first person to go back to Drakken. She may complain about being there, but she will ALWAYS return. Whenever Shego becomes the Supreme One, she gives Drakken free will and continues their same dynamic. Meaning in her perfect world, her and Drakken still have that kind of rapport and bond. Shego never betrays Drakken, like she does with other villains or heroes. Shego, while also under the effects of a mood modifier, became extremely open about her affections for Drakken. I fully subscribe that the mood modifier only amplified her emotions and on a whole amplified emotions that were already there. Finally, Shego RESPECTS Drakken, something that is huge with her. She will follow his orders even when she thinks they are stupid, which is huge for her. 

 Respect is a huge aspect of their relationship. 

 Moving onto to Drakken, this one is a bit more obvious. We’ve already talked about their playful banter, but Drakken definitely takes a way more fun approach to teasing Shego, than Shego’s darker jabs. His way of teasing Shego is more along the lines of giving her sappy and fond nicknames, calling her ‘Marshmallow’ among other things. Drakken likes throwing back what Shego gives. He enjoys their conversations and misses when Shego is gone and he can’t get that dialog. He also greatly respects her opinion, and takes what he says into account. He treats her extremely well compared to other people, and Shego is someone who he relies on frequently. Without Shego, Drakken is notably worse off. He can’t even open a pickle jar. He always lets Shego know her worth, something even her brothers never did. He also pays for her vacations, as a thank you for all her hard work. 

 He tries to take a genuine interest in her likes, and takes special note of what she prefers and dislikes. Drakken sometimes takes advantage of her, yes, but he also always shows her his appreciation. He values Shego’s worth. Moreover, he’s also protective over her. It’s obvious Shego doesn’t need protection, but Drakken still does, out of affection and fondness. Despite knowing more than others what she’s capable of. He always jumps to her defense, and gets jealous of any other men who take an interest in her as a love interest. He also went BATSHIT when he heard Shego was hurt by Aviarious. (I know I’m not spelling this right.). This is also huge, and a large point, but Drakken sees beyond Shego’s looks. Villains and heroes alike always comment on her looks, her body, hit on her or try to get with her before realizing her dangers. And keep on pursuing in some cases. Drakken NEVER does. He always is attracted to her mind, her personality, her power. Even when she was throwing himself at him, he NEVER took advantage of her. He also never makes one disrespectful or sideways glance when she’s in a swimsuit or some other dress. 

 And whenever he does get plant powers, which react without him knowing and following his emotions sometimes, his vine wraps around them both pulling him close. And he doesn’t pull away. Even SHEGO looks delighted and thrilled. 

 They both have lines they won’t cross, they both respect one another, and they both acknowledge the other as capable and genius. Shego gets the respect and acknowledgement of her abilities, and Drakken gets someone who defends him and appreciates what he does. 

 They are both evil, at least until the series finale, they are both horrible people. They both do villainous plots that would make most people shudder. They bring out the best in each other, which is evil to everyone else. They aren’t a straightforward case of bumbling boy and strong and intelligent girl. They both have qualities that are valued by the others. Shego’s capableness and toughness, and Drakken’s creativity and scheming. They have a partnership that transcends the usual dynamic of their situation, and something that is unique. 

 In conclusion, Drakkgo fucking rocks I’ll see y’all in my next unhinged rambling. 

#;drakkgo #;ooc #//OOOO BOY I WENT OFF #//this is way longer than expected

[relatively-einstein]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Important question

which member of your OTP is all "✨manifest positive vibes! ✌️✨", and which one is "I'll manifest my foot in your ass if you don't shut the hell up!"?

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#4

I'm just now, at age 24, realizing that my love of found family probably started with books like the Mysterious Benedict Society and Charlie Bone.

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#3

The only time that I, an adult who is well out of public school, ever use any of my hard earned fraction skills. Is when I'm baking and need to figure out the lowest common denominator between the measurements so that I can do the least amount of dishes possible.

14 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

#2

The chocolate guy (Amaury Guichon) has done it again.

Behold, the working chocolate foosball table...

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[jbarneswilson]

hii for sarahbucky: 30, 38, 48, 51, 56! 😊

hi there, nonnie! thank you so much for this ask! i’m basing my answers off tfatws sarahbucky versus my AU versions of them

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing?

bucky would absolutely pick a button down dress like the girls used to wear when he took them dancing; he loved those dresses, and not just cuz he was really good at unbuttoning them. sarah would probably pick out a nice suit for bucky, something navy blue to make his eyes pop and nicely tailored pants that make his legs look even longer and leaner…

38. Who is more sexually experimental? Who’s more vanilla?

i think at first, sarah is more experimental than bucky is; while prewar bucky got around, i get the feeling he kept it pretty vanilla, not that he didn’t know about that kind of stuff, it just was more hush-hush than it is now and he would’ve been worried about seeming like a deviant cuz nice girls didn’t do those kinds of things. and i think at the beginning he still is worried about scaring off a nice girl. once he’s over that, though, i think they are equally experimental and eager to try things with each other’s consent. some of their experiments turn out better than others though but the stuff they don’t like usually ends in them both laughing about how it didn’t work rather than feeling bad about it.

48. Who’s the better driver?

sarah, no question. bucky seems to view driving as a challenge to get somewhere as quickly as possible whereas sarah cares about things like speed limits and safe stopping distances. but he drives like a grandma when he’s got the boys in the car. he’s not risking them or sarah’s wrath

51. What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

there are a few ways! sarah will make extra helpings of dishes he really likes; bucky will bring home flowers on a random tuesday; when they’re cuddling on the couch or in bed, sarah puts her hand on his chest, over his heart; in passing, bucky will pull her close and press his forehead to hers

56. What do they do to turn the other on/put them in the mood?

sometimes bucky will draw a bubble bath for her, light candles, put some soft music on and tell her to soak while he gets the boys to bed and cleans up after dinner (which is a really good way to get himself invited into the bathtub for sexy times once he’s done cleaning up). slow dancing in the kitchen (or any room in the house, really); bucky is very tactile so sarah likes to take advantage of that by running her fingers through his hair then scratching her nails through the short hair at the back of his head, he gets all shivery and makes this little moan that gets her every time; sarah really likes when bucky talks dirty and tells her what he wants to do to her when he gets her alone

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[littlewhispersofsolitude]

OTP Prompts: Gestures/Phrases Of Appreciation

Gestures

Washing the other's dishes for them after a meal.

Good morning/goodnight texts.

Purchasing little gifts that made them think of their person.

Reminding them about things they're known to forget (appointments, hydration, eating, etc.)

Continuously reminding them that they're loved and valued and appreciated on days where they're feeling down.

Doing chores that the other dislikes doing.

Caring for them when they get sick.

Letting them vent when things are hard.

Comforting them after particularly distressing nightmares.

Pulling all nighters when the other doesn't want to be alone.

Asking them about their day.

Sending lots of memes, Tik Toks, etc.

Massaging their shoulders/scalp/feet/etc. when they're stressed.

Remembering the little things about the other person.

Phrases

"I saw something today and it made me think of you."

"Don't worry, I'll clean that up for you. Go sit down."

"Can I do anything to help?"

"I love you."

"Here; let me buy you some lunch before we keep going."

"You've done so much for me."

"Hey, what's wrong? Talk to me."

"I'm so lucky to be a part of your life."

"Have you eaten at all today?"

"I appreciate you."

"Let me know if you need anything at all, okay?"

"I made you something while you were gone."

"I remember you saying you saw a __ that you liked, so I went and bought it for you today."

I made you your favourite meal."

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[the-iceni-bitch]

Housewife Kink

Birthday Domme Week: Day 3

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader (OTP ninja and puppy)

Words: ~1.1k

Summary: Ransom makes a very special meal for you.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (sloppy rim job, dom/sub dynamics, use of sex toys, sexting) subby Ransom, fluff, food puns, idiots in love, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: They’re so cute!!!! I hope you all are as miserable/happy as I am with how this week is going because Jesus Christ.

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Ransom was trying not to be too pouty about the fact you had to go into work today, but it wasn’t working.

Not that you had been happy about it either. You had been cursing up a storm under your breath after you got the call from your office that morning, apologizing over and over to him as he kept kissing you and clutching at you and whining softly while you struggled to make it out the door. If it hadn’t been for the fact that you were planning the biggest event for your charity for the whole year, you absolutely would have put it off on someone else so you could actually enjoy the sweet mood your man seemed to be in for your birthday week.

The only good thing that came from it was that it gave him the chance to get your next surprise ready without having to worry about you snooping. He’d done so much prep to make sure he could actually make your favorite meal perfectly, though it would have been nice if you had been there to actually watch him make everything, since seeing him in that stupid apron did always get you nice and worked up.

So once he knew you were done at the office and ready to head home, he snapped a very suggestive photo of him bending over the table wearing nothing but that apron and the plug he’d put in earlier in the afternoon so he was full and heavy and aching by the time you finally walked through the door. Which you did less than an hour later, the door slamming open and making Ransom jump when you strode through it looking a little bit wild.

“I almost fucking crashed the car, puppy.” You growled as you started stalking towards him, tossing your coat aside carelessly and running your tongue over your bottom lip as your eyes raked over him. “Just look at you playing the good little housewife. You cook all this yourself?”

“Yeah.” He gasped when you reached him and wound a hand around his throat to pull him close, whining a little when you bit his ear and purred into it. “It’s your favorite.”

“It is my favorite.” You ran your nose over his cheek as he melted against you, cooing when he whimpered at you reaching under the apron and giving his cock a good squeeze. “Right after you, pretty baby.”

“Mmhm.” He tilted his head to the side so you could lick a stripe up his throat, his breath coming in shallow pants while you kept stroking his cock and moved behind him to bend him over the table. “Baby, the food.”

“It’ll keep.” You leaned into him until he was pressed into the table, grabbing two handfuls of his ass and jiggling as you sucked a bruise against the side of his neck. “I want my birthday cake first.”

“Christ, didn’t you used to complain about the food puns… fuck!” He gripped the edge of the table hard when you pulled at the plug that was still nestled inside him, mewling when you fucked him with it a few times before leaning back so you could watch his rim stretch around the widest part. “Unh, god.”

“I know, puppy.” You sat behind him and bit his cheek before spreading him open and spitting right on his pretty hole while you slowly pulled the plug out of him. “Don’t worry, always take my time savoring my favorite dish.”

He sighed when you wrapped your arms around his thighs and yanked him back into your face, pressing wet, open mouthed kisses all over his twitching hole until he was messy and swollen. As soon as you heard his breath hitch you flicked your tongue out to tease him, fluttering it around his hole and moaning into him when he let out a pathetic whine.

You dragged the flat of your tongue over him and he keened, arching his back so you had even better access when you fucked the tip into him with a pleased hum. Ransom felt his heavy cock starting to leak and throb where it was pinned against his stomach, his hips rolling into the table for some form of friction as you kept massaging his satiny skin with your mouth.

“Ah… oh god… fuck!” He clawed at the table cloth when you ducked your head lower and nipped at his taint, your teeth scraping over his balls while your nose rubbed at his pretty hole while you teased him. “Oh, that’s… that’s so fucking good… shit.”

“Mmm, I know, puppy.” You bit at him softly one more time before moving back to his ass and pecking small kisses all around his rim. “Bet you’re ruining that pretty apron. Love making my baby all messy.”

He just muttered nonsense in agreement as he sagged gain at the table, his thighs starting to tremble as you speared your tongue inside him again and curled it against his soft walls. Your fingers were digging bruises into his hips as you kept him spread open, fully burying your face between those thick cheeks and purring while you sucked and licked at his pretty hole.

Ransom felt pleasure lick up his spine when you swirled your tongue around his rim with a deep groan, his breath coming in shallow pants while you brought him closer to the edge. You growled when he let out a high, feminine moan, your teeth scraping against his twitching skin until he bit his lips to stifle his scream as he fell over the edge of sheer pleasure. He was still shaking with bliss when you released him with a lewd, wet pop, crawling up his body and nuzzling into his neck while he whimpered so you could coo softly in his ear.

“So fucking sweet for me, puppy.” You gave him a peck on the cheek when his body finally relaxed, rubbing your fingers into his shoulders as he let out a heady sigh and gave you a sloppy grin over his shoulder. “Tastiest cake I’ve ever had.”

“Oh my god, you’re such a sappy dork.” Ransom groaned when he rolled over and sat up, yelping out a laugh when you smacked his hip and beamed at him. “Ouch.”

“Oh, so sensitive.” You gave him a playful pout as he pulled your chair close between his legs and grabbed some bread to hand to you. “Now come sit on my lap like a good little wife and I’ll feed you too, pup.”

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