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tuttle-did-it · 7 months

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Let's talk about ~Difficult Women~

I randomly came across this video in the middle of a YouTube rabbit hole. I grew up watching Three's Company, and I remember always hearing things like-

'Suzanne Somers was fired because she was so ~difficult~' 'Suzanne Somers was a nightmare to work with, that's why she has no career.' 'Suzanne Somers intentionally tanked her lines to make the show fail because she wanted to get off.' 'Suzanne Somers made John Ritter and Joyce DeWitt's lives absolutely miserable.' 'Suzanne Somers was greedy, and had a stand off with the producers because her ego was too big to get through the door.' 'Suzanne Somers has to be careful on her Step by Step set- she doesn't want to get fired for being ~difficult~ again.' 'None of the actors on Three's Company can stand Suzanne Somers, they won't speak to her.'

In actuality, Suzanne Somers' character became the breakout star of the show, and Suzanne's biggest crime was asking for a more equal pay to John Ritter.

The whole cast turned on her because she was asking for equality (her character had the most laughs). She was one of the biggest women TV stars in the '70s: when someone as famous as her was fired for having the fucking nerve to ask for equality, it was a sign to every women out there: don't ask for equality or you will be punished and lose everything.

When you hear that a woman is ~difficult~ maybe clarify what that means-- does it just mean that she's asking to be treated with respect like an equal human? Because it's probably that she's asking to be treated with respect like an equal human.

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'She got fried for leaving,' says Step by Step co-star Patrick Duffy about Somers' departure from Three's Company. 'They poisoned the well, there, in terms of trying to renegotiate. She didn't wanna leave. She... demanded a renegotiation [...] And so, they didn't fire her, they ostracised her. They basically shunned her. She was no longer in those ensemble wonderful scenes in the living room of everybody falling over the couches... she had a two-walled set, a chair, and a phone. And they would call Chrissy [Somers' character].'

#suzanne somers #john ritter #joyce dewitt #three's company #70s sitcoms #90s sitcoms #step by step #suzane somers was fired for asking for decent pay #patrick duffy #difficult actresses #sometimes 'difficult' is code for 'a woman who wants to be treated like a human being'#Janet Hubert from Fresh Prince of Bel Air was ~difficult~#Gates McFadden from Star Trek TNG was ~difficult~#Charisma Carpenter from Angel was ~difficult~#Lisa Bonet from The Cosby Show was ~difficult~#Megan Fox from Transformers was ~difficult~#Selma Blair from Anger Management was ~difficult~#Terry Farrell from Star Trek:DS9 was ~difficult~#Youtube #Valerie Harper from Valerie was ~difficult~#Grace Park on Hawaii 5-0 was ~difficult~#difficult women #Gillian Anderson from X Files was ~difficult~#Charlize Theron from The Huntsman was ~difficult~#Michelle Williams in All The Money in the World was ~difficult~#Robin Wright on House of Cards was ~difficult~#Sienna Miller is ~difficult~#Jessica Chastain frm The Martian Was was ~difficult~#Michelle Williams in All the Money in the World was ~difficult~ - Wahlberg made 1.5 MILLION and she made ONE THOUSAND #Julianna Margulies in The Good Wife was ~difficult~

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ivyloveheart · 2 years

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😈😇 (angel + demon) with. Fresh (OR KB!!) but like they r chibi/tiny..? on da shoulder like!

Fresh…

…😇 😈 as an angel and as a demon!

I finally drew them after like 27494740382947 years <3

Fresh - LoverofPiggies

Art - me

Do not repost. Reblogs > Likes! Reblogging and reposting are not the same thing.

If you like what I make and wish to support me more, consider visiting my Ko-Fi:

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#ask #u™️v #rule of thirds #ask game #art ask game #fresh #Angel fresh #demon fresh #art #my art #Ivy’s art #gif #animation #fresh sans #Lucidia #fresh Lucidia #utmv #underfresh

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demonidoodles · 2 months

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fellas imma ask here

what does my art taste like

#i asked my friends last month and I got:#sour gummy worms (may)#angel food cake and fresh fruit (pseudo)#and grandma candy (me lol)#demoni ramblings

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citybops · 11 months

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what are your fav fragrances that are just like.. *injects this directly into my veins*

esthée lauder pleasures has alway been one of my favorites ! just recentrly tried si lolita by lolita lempika and is sooo bold and fun just like it's bottle ! rain by clean is my version of a elegant, for work type of scent. tender light by esteé lauder ,,, i love the combination of chinese tea and bergamot… it smeels so divinely… heavelnly earthy. and lastly … floating by liis, a clean, fresh and absolutely lovely scent.

#now for perfumes i havent tried but their notes have enchanted me... byredo by byredo; alaia by alaia paris and just a rose by #floraiku #i dont really like sweet scents... i gravitate towards citrus and green notes #anything that smells fresh a light because i also have a very sensitive nose so anything too heavy will leave me nauseous #i'm very very drawn to bergamot and pink pepper ... mandarin and peach is ok too #i used to like jasmine but i tried a pure jasmine perfume and it was too much and now i'm kinda #scared of it lmao #tyyy for asking angel

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sakuraitm · 11 months

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🌸 TAGS . ’

#桜 — OOC . / Champagne made by the angel who goes by the name: Gabriela.#桜 — STARTER CALL . / Let’s go on a mission together !#桜 — THREADS . / Fate is connecting us .#桜 — ASKS . / An archive of knowledge .#桜 — KANROJI MITSURI . / The Love Hashira .#桜 — AESTHETICS . / sakura mochi & pastel pink petals .#桜 — DASH COMMENTARY . / Love Hashira Speaking .#桜 — MUSINGS . / Fresh thoughts from the brain factory .#桜 — MEMES . / Here’s the light in the tunnel .

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highlifeboat · 1 year

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What if we make Angel (Alcina's maid friend) legally blind?

Like, she had visual impairment for more than 20 years now and perfectly accustomed to It, so nobody knows/remembers that. It's not until Alcina asks Angel to read her some paper and maid has to take It really close to her face and she still can barely read It, because of small font. So Alcina asks if Angel should wear glasses of sorts and that's when Angel reveals, that they sight can't be accommodated. In fact, they left eye can barely distinct light and darkness at this point, so they only see with the right one.

That sends Alcina in a bit of a panic, because she's already worried sick for her old human friend and finding out they're legally blind doesn't help situation. She even goes as far as to tell all Maids to keep a close eye on old Angel, because of they limited sight. Which mostly just embarrasses them, because Angel can do pretty much anything themself, except some specific things, related to sight.

I personally like the idea if Angel has just kind of slowly been going blind. Like it's been getting worse since they were like 40ish, and it's actually starting to affect their work.

One eye is better than the other, but it really doesn't help much. The right can still see people as coloured blobs and light/dark, but the left almost may as well stay closed. They can't read the labels of any of the cleaning products anymore, so they always have to get one of the other maids to grab it for them (and use the excuse that they're "Old and weak" when said maid inevitably complains). They can tell people apart by voice, and very generally by clothing (if it's a daughter vs a maid vs alcina), but can't really see their faces at all. The reason no one can tell is because Angel's eyes aren't milky and they still manage to look at the person talking just out of instinct. They stick to major parts of the castle because they don't have the entire thing mapped out in their head and don't want to get lost in the off shoots. Stairs are a bit of nightmare and they've almost fallen way more times than they want to admit.

They never really bring it up to anybody because, as a maid, you kind of need to be able to see. If you can't see, you can't efficiently work, and if you can't work you're basically useless. They don't think Alcina would kill them over it, but it just kind of makes them feel bad. Especially since they liked this job.

Cue Alcina finding out and having a bit of a panic. "How long has this been happening?"/"Are you sure you're alright?" and a lot of generally protective questions. Angel says their fine, they just, y'know, can't see. It's no painful or anything, and they've kind of gotten used to it. Alcina starts to fuss that she can try to get them something like a cane but Angel just insists that they're fine.

"I've managed for over fifteen years, after all."

"FIFTEEN YEARS?!"

Alcina tells the other maids to keep an eye on Angel, and help them with whatever they need. The intentions are nice, but Angel just finds it horribly embarrassing. Especially since they didn't really want to tell anybody. It does not help that they now have the younger maids coming up and being like "So you can't see at all??" And doing that stupid "How many fingers." thing to them while they're trying to work. They can't be mad at Alcina for it, really, but they kind of wished she'd have asked before just outing them like that.

#also alcina realizing ''oh no my friend is actually getting old''#like the reality setting in that angel won't live forever #and that they're mid 50s at this point #which is wild to alcina cuz it feels like just yesterday they were a fresh faced 20 something just arriving #asks #anons #oc angel

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journey-to-the-attic · 2 years

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Traveller IK, telling the Angel's about Michael's baby stories be like

Ik : there's this one time when i showed him a projector-like machinery from this Mecha-world I visited, and then when the projection started, the little lightbulb fell over from and started crying! Aw, I still remember him making grabby hands at me.

Rapheal : *bewildered and trying to process*

Simeon : *smiling unsurely and nodding along*

Luke : *struggling to picture baby Michael, much less crying*

michael is Suffering but he did also kind of miss his cool friend, so he just has to endure it in exchange for getting to hang out with her again

luke has NO idea how to act around ik. like, she’s his size, but she’s this closely acquainted with (and kind of on a higher level than) michael?? what does he do with that????

#answering asks #sunlightocean #traveller ik #imagine ik has visited the celestial realm at several points in time so she also knew simeon/raphael/the brothers when they were angels #further on that imagine she's also visited the devildom while the brothers were fresh from their fall and stuff #when she appears in the devildom for the exchange program it's basically like seeing your favourite aunt again for the first time in a decad #she's just exasperated by the others and their lack of character development since she left like 'GUYS come on did you not communicate at AL

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therealvalkyrie · 1 year

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There's like one place is Australia that snows consistently (Mt. Bulla; which is also the name of an ice creme brand), and I've only been once. The cold was so traumatising that I've never been again. I was out "playing" in it for about five minutes and had to spend the rest of the day thawing our in front of a heater. It was awful. Is American snow different or?

Idk if it’s different bc I have never interacted with Australian snow but yeah it’s pretty fucking cold!! When I was a kid and I’d go play out in the snow for hours, I’d come back in and my hands would hurt so bad from warming up that I’d cry lol

But if you’re doing a physical activity in the snow like skiing or snowshoeing or hiking, and you’re wearing the correct layers, then you actually start to OVERheat and you’re sweating buckets. And most of the time you’re not standing around in the snow, anyway, so you don’t get cold enough for it to matter

#mostly I’m just excited bc it’s beautiful #and if it’s going to be cloudy and gray and dark by 4pm anyway then I’d like some goddamn snow to go with it #nemo if you ever visit I’ll take you playing in some REAL snow:3 #we can make snow angels and go sledding #I’d take you skiing but I have in fact lost that skill #and we can make sugar on snow and go ice skating and make hot chocolate and buy you a nice scarf #and like when I say it’s beautiful I mean you have no idea until you’ve experienced it #you wake up in the morning to fresh snow and everything’s white #so bright you can hardly look outside #but once your eyes adjust there are millions of little icicles hanging from the trees and everything is sparkling #like it’s magical for real #nemo #mootual appreciation #ask valkyrie

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aeors-blessings · 5 months

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Navigation

;; the cold wind blows (scenes) ;; fresh quills and parchment (in-character messages) ;; the sovereign listens (asks) ;; a godly voice (ooc) ;; a city designed (memes) ;; rumours in the street (headcanons) ;; snowflakes from on high (reblogs)

;; the ocean awaits (lizzie) [@oceans-blessings] ;; marsh flowers (e1!jimmy) [] ;; shining crytals (gem) [@frozen-arcana] ;; sunflower maiden (pearl) [@saintedhands] ;; the painted king (joel) [@mezalean-mezzatinta] ;; poppy fields and gold mines (e2!jimmy) [@buryyourcanaries] ;; a god self-chosen (somnius) [@daydreamnightmares] ;; a champion scorned (tommy) [@friendoftubbo] ;; a fallen ruler (tubbo) [@presidentofacrater] ;; a soldier unchained (punz) [@loyaltiesmaylie] ;; a dying artisan (wilbur) [@symphoniecalando] ;; an angel sacrosanct (phil) [@oblitusglacies]

#;; the cold wind blows (scenes)#;; fresh quills and parchment (in-character messages)#;; the sovereign listens (asks)#;; a godly voice (ooc)#;; a city designed (memes)#;; rumours in the street (headcanons)#;; snowflakes from on high (reblogs)#;; the ocean awaits (lizzie)#;; marsh flowers (e1!jimmy)#;; sunflower maiden (pearl)#;; the painted king (joel)#;; poppy fields and gold mines (e2!jimmy)#;; a god self-chosen (somnius)#;; a champion scorned (tommy)#;; a fallen ruler (tubbo)#;; a soldier unchained (punz)#;; a dying artisan (wilbur)#;; an angel sacrosanct (phil)

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lina-lovebug · 3 months

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I'd Fight The Devil

Alastor x fem! reader

Background: (Y/N) is the elder Morningstar, and wants to fix her relationship with her dad. But her dad hates her boyfriend.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 - Finale

Allusions to sex, actual sex, angel being angel, and cannibalism

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Angel spit out his drink, "You're with Alastor?!"

"Yeah, thoughts?"

"And prayers, girl," Angel could never imagine a sweet girl like (Y/N) getting it on with the Radio Demon himself.

But everyone has their kinks, he supposed.

Alastor manifested behind her, and she immediately felt his presence. Pressing herself against him, he leaned into her warmth and kept his arms around her shoulders.

"How was your day, mon amour?"

"It'll be even better," She trailed off, turning around to face him, "when we meet my dad for dinner."

Silence.

And not even radio silence.

"Not to be rash, but I'm sure your father would sooner see my head on a pike than on my body," Alastor adored the fact that she was mending their bond, even more so when Lucifer makes the effort.

But announcing their relationship to him?

He could see it ending in flames.

"I know you two don't get along, but I thought a nice dinner might smooth things over."

"And if he disapproves of us?" He lifted her head upwards with his finger, bemused as to what her answer may be.

"Then he'll have to get used to it," (Y/N) replied, sending a shiver of excitement up his spine.

Only a feeling that the she-devil he was utterly obsessed with could provide.

"Ugh, can you guys go fuck somewhere else?" Angel said, "or at all? I can't imagine going a lifetime without dick."

Alastors eye twitch, "now that's our business, isn't it?"

"Okay, okay," Charlie spoke up, "you guys go get ready."

Charlie couldn't help but notice the change in Alastor. It had only been a few months, but being in her sisters presence alone has made him kind. Sure, the both of them would skin someone alive over an insult, but Alastor would rip out his own eyes if (Y/N) asked.

A perfect match.

(Y/N) dawned a black dress with a pearl necklace that Alastor bought for her. Well, she thinks he bought it but he actually stole it off of a fresh kill.

How sweet.

"Pumpkin! Oh look at you! You're as radiant as ever!" Lucifer fawned over his daughter as they made it to the restaurant, making it a point to ignore the red demon behind her.

"Catching strays?" Lucifer gestured to him.

"Lovely to see you again," Alastor retorted.

"Dad, why don't we go inside? And Alastor will be joining us," now, Lucifer didn't forget what he said. He recognized that the fearsome deer demon had the intention of claiming Princess (Y/N) as his own, but did his daughter return such feelings?

Honestly, Lucifer feared that.

Not it being Alastor persay, but his little girls being hurt.

He knew how awful it felt to go through the divorce with Lilith, and then her disappearance.

He didn't ever want his daughters to feel that way.

"So, Alastor, what do you do again?"

"I have a radio broadcast. Your daughter has actually helped me repair the studio after the attack," He laid his land on hers.

And Lucifer picked up Alastors hand.

And placed it away from hers.

"Uh, dad-"

"Look, if you two are fucking, don't tell me."

"Dad!" Her face burned red, "we aren't-that's not. . .I love Alastor, and he loves me. I want you to accept us both."

"Love? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Pumpkin, I don't think-"

"I'm not a little kid," She interrupted, "I'm a grown woman, and I'm able to make my own decisions. I want to be with Alastor because I love him. You may not think I know what love is, but I know it's what I feel with Alastor."

That's when he saw it.

That look.

Whilst (Y/N) was defending herself, defending their love, Alastor looked at her. Only her. And it was like he was staring at the nebula itself, seeing all its beauty in the Heir of Hell. His smile faltered, closing his mouth, and his eyes softened.

It's the same look that he used to give Lilith.

"If I ever hear that you've made her cry, or even laid a single hand upon her," Lucifer stared him down, "I'll make you disappear."

"A man true to his word. Looks like we have something in common," Alastor agreed, his hand back on hers. She gave him a smile, one that reminded him of Lilith.

The rest of dinner went off without any incidents. The small jab here and there, but no one died, and no one was stabbed. Lucifer learned more about his daughters business and how she lit up talking about it.

"You hardly ate, Alastor. Is something wrong?" (Y/N) asked when her father went to the restroom.

"Oh no, my dear. Just hungry for something else, is all," His eyes raked up her form, earning a cough from the she-devil.

Honestly, she didn't know where he was on his spectrum. She was fine never even being intimate, so long as he was happy, but this spark in his eyes lit a fire within her.

"O-oh. . .are you sure?" Believe it or not, (Y/N) had only had sex twice and both times she'd call it lackluster.

"I don't want you to force yourself if you don't want to," oh how innocent she was. Honestly, Alastor assumed he was aroace before he met the she-devil. Her ferocity - her chaos in fights, her genuine kindness, and her soul - itself brought out that spark.

There are moments where the carnal desire needs to be satisfied.

"Mon cher, I'd never ask if I didn't mean it."

That look, it made her softly gasp.

"Alast-"

"Ew."

Right.

Lucifer.

He showed up from his restroom break and found the pair giving eachother "fuck me" eyes.

"Could I eat my dinner without you groping my child?" Lucifer hissed, despite Alastor only touching her hand.

He blinked, thinking how he's never even groped a woman.

"Maybe."

Sick bastard.

_ _ _ ☆ _ _ _

"Fuck! Alastor!"

(Y/N) had never cum before, so Alastor being her first to ever do so and smiling away at her quivering legs made it so much better.

"Oh fuck. . ." She moaned weakly, his tongue slithering in and out of her to lick up every last drop.

"Al. . ." She was breathless, staring at his strained member. Reaching up to unzip his pants, he tutted as he grabbed her wrist.

"Al?"

"It's about you. Don't worry about me, amour," He purred, kissing the bite marks on her thighs.

"But you-"

Before she could detest further, wishing to satisfy him, the door opened.

"Oh my God, they were right! Alastor, you sly dog," Angel Dust was at the door, and Alastor quickly covered his beloveds' body with the covers before his horns started to grow and his back stretched.

"I'm going to kill you."

"Not before you make love to me, you're not," still in his demonic form, (Y/N) blew a gust of wind to slam the door shut.

Her body displayed on the bed, Alastor agreed.

"And stay in that form. It suits you."

#alastor imagine #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel x reader

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recapitulation · 2 years

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meal ideas!

low energy ("do not ask me to do any prep work at all, so help me god")

mozzerella cheese wrapped in pepperoni ("pizza tacos"!)

hummus and pretzels or naan (putting the naan in the microwave for like 10 seconds...heavenly)

canned chili (with shredded cheese and sour cream if you have it! boom done!)

instant miso soup (warm and lovely! put tofu in it for protein!)

cheese and cured meat, olives, canned fish, crackers, dried fruit, or whatever easy "charcuterie" type items you like

alternate bites of apple and spoonfulls of peanut butter (mixing honey or chocolate chips to the peanut butter is my favorite)

a "deconstructed sandwich": bites of lunch meat, pickles, cheese, cherry tomato, etc (I love roast beef and white cheddar for this)

yogurt and granola or fruit

put frozen potstickers + frozen edamame in the steamer/rice cooker, chill elsewhere with a timer set, then boom

tortilla chips + canned refried beans + cherry tomatoes + cilantro + jarred salsa con queso (or warm shredded cheese on top of the chips in the microwave for 30 seconds)

bagel + cream cheese + lox

microwave scrambled eggs (add things like green onion, soy sauce, or anything else you like!)

cottage cheese and fruit (mixed together or just on the side)

bowl of shredded rotisserie chicken + buffalo sauce + a bit of mayo + green onion (use a kitchen scissors to cut them right in!)

medium energy ("I'll boil water but don't ask me to chop shit")

boiled eggs and fresh veggies (put a little salt on top of the eggs!)

buttered noodles (my go-to nausea meal, it has never failed me. ideas of things to add: frozen peas, imitation crab, roasted garlic)

baked potato with toppings (I like cheese, bacon, broccoli, green onion, and sour cream)

quesadilla (add some canned beans, cilantro, or avocado!)

pot roast (requires a lot of time but not a lot of actual work. I love it with peas!)

cuban sandwich (bread, swiss, pickle, mustard, ham... my favorite thing to panini-ify by far)

pan-fried tofu with scallion sauce (this sauce goes well with everything and tofu is no exception)

pancakes or waffles! (I love mine with jam)

ham, pickle, and cream cheese roll-ups

fried eggs (with toast and lots of butter...so comforting)

fruit smoothie (bananas, frozen strawberries, yogurt...or whatever!)

I hate salad but could write essays on this copycat olive garden salad (throw it in a bowl! chopping required if you use onion)

spaghetti (controversial maybe but angel hair > spaghetti noodles)

pasta salad (olives broccoli fresh mozerella... those little mini pepperonis... yeah)

stir-fried thai garlic shrimp (I like using the mini frozen salad shrimps, it's easy! use jarred minced garlic to avoid chopping!)

tuna mayo onigiri

slow cooker ribs

buffalo chicken wrap (or any number of other wrap options! shred pre-cooked rotisserie chicken to make it easier)

if your local grocery store sells pre-cooked gyro strips, that can turn into an easy wrap with store-bought pita & tzatziki with tomatoes and onions!

couscous and chickpeas

tortellini + pasta sauce + spinach

high energy ("I don't mind chopping some things up!")

stuffed shells with spinach

chicken and roasted garlic (oh my god.....one of my all time favorites)

beef tacos (I like mine with cilantro and onion, and when I'm feeling especially high energy I love a tomatillo salsa)

chicken alfredo

tom kha gai (a thai soup and my absolute favorite! you just need access to galangal)

lasagna! (freezes well and then boom! low energy meal for later)

pad thai! (not as hard as you'd think, as long as you have access to tamarind paste!)

potstickers! (this is a lovely group activity if you want to cook with housemates!)

rice and beans

bang bang shrimp (ogughfhgfuh I love it. you can also do bang bang tofu!)

minestrone soup (so many nice veggies!)

fried rice (put whatever you have on hand in there! broccoli, peas, carrot, and beef is my favorite combo)

broccoli cheddar soup

spring rolls and peanut sauce

skewers (such as beef, onion, zucchini, bell pepper... you don't need a grill, oven works!)

roasted turkey with garlic parmesean asparagus

pork chop with mashed potatoes

panang curry

chicken gnocchi soup (use store bought gnocchi or make your own if you have a high energy day!)

bibimbap (super customizable depending on what veggies you like best)

butter chicken

plus! things that have helped me meal plan:

whenever you think of a meal you'd like to make, take 3 seconds to google search it, take a screenshot of the image results, and put it in a "food ideas" folder. instant visual menu!

the concept of "meal prepping" makes me recoil but I've learned that it can simply mean preparing shredded chicken, boiled eggs, or some other simple protein that you can customize throughout the week. shredded chicken can turn into wraps, salads, pasta dishes, etc... you don't have to meal prep yourself into the same meal all week!

when I have difficulty working up an appetite, I'll scroll through my favorite restaurant menus! there might be some foods I can't make at home, but many times they're very simple to recreate because the ingredients are literally listed!

#brought to you by: i see people complaining about coming up with meals for the week #and im like..this is my favorite thing to do........let me be your meal brainstormer #additionally brought to you by: eating something is better than nothing so some of these may not be complete textbook 'meals'#but sometimes you feel like shit and just need something! so!#also this energy scale is tailored to me personally so if some categorizations dont make sense to you thats bc its about me <3 #food #i might update this with dessert ideas too later. or just add to it in general

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buckyalpine · 5 months

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Reader that always cries/tries not to cry. As someone who has been yelled at for crying and who is extra sensitive, I live for the angst where the reader struggles to hold their emotions followed by all the fluff, comfort and reassurance.

"But-it feels like you don't care Bucky!"

"I told you I was busy y/n!" Bucky sighed out of frustration, running his fingers through his short locks, "You know how stressful this job is, it's not like I cancel our dates on purpose"

You couldn't help but feel a tinge of neglect as you stood in front of your boyfriend, fully dressed for your date only for him to text you that it would have to happen another night.

Again.

"I haven't seen you in weeks. You go for days without answering your phone. I only call you because I care about you, I love you" You could already feel the warning signs making their way throughout your body. Your throat felt tight making it difficult to swallow. Your eyes stung with fresh tears. Your nose felt warm, threatening to sniffle.

"Yeah I get that," He scoffed, shaking his head in annoyance. "I just don't know if you understand how much I have to do in a day"

"I'm not stupid Bucky" Your voice started to crack, feeling worse for adding to his stress as your own emotions started to crumble. You wanted to hold it together, to have one conversation where you didn't break but-

"But you don't get it- c'mon y/n, don't cry" Bucky bit out, the words coming out harsher than he intended, not realizing how much it would upset you. You bit your lip harder to keep your chin from trembling, fat tears threatening to slip out the more you tried to blink them back. Your throat ached, constricting your neck more and more.

"I-I'm s-sorry" You choked out, hating yourself even more for getting emotional, the frustration evident in your voice. You harshly wiped your face between hiccups, letting out a frustrated groan. Bucky blinked, his previous annoyance replaced with regret seeing how upset you were with yourself.

"I-I don't mean t-to cry" You dug your nails into your palms to try and get yourself together, your body betraying you wish a fresh wave of tears only making you feel worse, "I don't want to!"

Your body trembled, your arms moving to hug yourself in an attempt to hide away, squeezing yourself together to gain some semblance of control. Bucky cursed internally, now pissed at himself for losing his patience when you were only upset for not being able to see him. You never asked for much; the only thing you wanted was to spend time with him and recently he hadn't been doing that either.

"Hey-no-baby shhh, c'mere" Bucky pulled you to his chest, pressing his lips to the top of your head, rubbing your back up and down to calm your labored breaths. "Its not you angel, its me. I'm the one whose sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that to you or said that, I'm sorry sweet girl"

"I-c-cry for-for everything" Your voice cracked into a defeated sob, embarrassed over how easily you broke down to tears, a new wave streaming down your face, wetting the front of his Henley. Bucky picked you up in his arms, carrying you over to bed where he could place you in his lap, cradling you to his body. "I h-hate it"

"My sweet, sensitive baby" Bucky cooed as he continued to cuddle you, rocking you in his arms while you got your breathing under control. "I'm sorry babygirl"

"I just missed you" You sniffled, clutching onto his dogtags while he kissed your temple repeatedly, stroking your hair.

"You have every right to be upset. I should be lucky my girl loves me so much, you don't even ask for a lot. I'm sorry I've been neglecting and cancelling on you so much, m'gonna take some time off so I can love on you properly"

You smiled into his chest, your body finally starting to relax, following the rise and fall of his chest.

"I'm sorry I cry so much- Bucky tipped your face up, pressing his lips against yours to stop your rambling.

"No, you cry as much as you want with me, I love that about you, okay?" He looked at your sincerely, meaning every word.

"But-

"You cry because you care. I love that you care so much. I love that cute little animal videos make you emotional. I love how deeply you feel for others. Fuck, I love how much you love me. I'll never meet anyone else who loves and cares for others the way you do. Don't ever change baby, you cry all you want"

You let out a small sniffle at his words making him chuckle, swiping his thumb across your cheek to wipe the tear the slipped out.

"What if it annoys you" you pouted while Bucky playfully pondered your question, pecking your lips again.

"Hmm, then you send Steve to beat me up. I promise he'll run at the chance at any given moment. Call Sam in too and get comfy with those fuzzy peaches you love so much"

"You sure?"

"I'm sure, doll" Bucky whispered, settling you under the covers with your head on his chest, planning to spend the rest of the day cuddling in bed. "Very sure"

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UNDER THE INFLUENCE | e. jaeger

content + themes: our fav sluts being sluts, spit play, drunk sex, possessive eren, makeup sex if you squint, very vocal eren, he’s kinda a switch, oral sex, mentions of pregnancy/breeding, foot play, lots of praise, dirty talk, squirting, (daddy, princess, baby used) overstimulation..I mean, the ask says it all…there’s so much more though.

📝: shoutouts to you, anon. 🤞🏾🤍 (couldn’t find this in my inbox but I surely screenshotted it a while ago and decided to circle back!). Consider this my consolation for putting y’all through it. 😁

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addiction. A word with negative connotations almost every time it was uttered. A word that signified the need, the craving and desire for one thing..for some, it was drugs. For others, it was alcohol and for EJ? It was you… “Mmph!—okayyy, Eren! Baby, please…at least let us get through the door.”

“Nah…need you so bad right now. ‘Don’t know what to do..” although, he wouldn’t exactly consider it a bad thing! After all, you drew him in and he never wanted you to release the grip that was your love. But just as it was with any vice, when someone faces withdrawals, their next hit was going to be the best one. And for Eren, he was determined to get his fill! Making your way back to the hotel room where you had been residing during you guys’ stay in Los Angeles. It wasn’t a city that either of you visited often but you had gotten quite the opportunity to work with a large brand and wasn’t about to turn it down for anything. Of course, your doting husband was right by your side. Which came as a surprise to those who were on social media, feeding into the never ending rumor mill that swore you guys were splitting up. Allegations of cheating, fighting…it had caused quite the rift between you two but now, he was planning to rectify any mistakes or confusion..

“C’mon, mama..don’t hold it from me right now. Lemme eat that pussy.” Pleading in a whiny huff, he’d steady you against the wall, hands scouring your frame as he peeled those articles of clothing away from your body. Sliding that silk dress down far enough to expose your perfect tits. His lips, fresh with the scent of liquor still on them. A result of the copious amounts he had been drinking all night. Once your appearance was over, a lively after party was hosted at a nightclub and you both indulged in the amenities offered..him a lot more than you! Hennessy, Ace of Spades and vodka, he had been mixing it all and with that combination coursing his veins, he was much more lecherous than usual. He’d suckle on those erect nipples, sloppily lapping at those brown buds as he groped your breasts. Meanwhile, he was rolling the hem of your dress up and propping one of those toned legs on his shoulder. He was ravenous..craving you with all he had and was going to show you just how much! “Take it!..yes, baby—“ a finger slid between your teeth as you observed him sinking to his knees and spreading you open. “Imma fuck the shit ‘out you, I swear..” That heat was slathered in glistening slick; only partially covered by that lacy garment. He didn’t even bother to remove them when he began his rapid ascent into your juicy cunt. “You can have all this dick…just lemme taste you first, baby..” Slurping loudly with that swollen clit puckered between his lips. Nose brushing against your covered mound; folds making contact with his tongue, especially when your fingers were coiled around his thick, dark locks. Grinding your slit against his face. And he’d devour it..in his drunken haze, Eren smacked, sucked and licked at your sex vigorously. Not worried about the mess trickling down to his chin or diamond chain. Even when you shook violently from your first orgasm. He wanted all that you had..

“Put that shit in my face, mama. Use me..you deserve it.” Continuing his feasting assault. He was enjoying touching, kissing and peppering your most sensitive areas with affection. “Y’know how much I missed you? Missed kissing on this pretty pussy…” He couldn’t help himself, truly. Watching you strut about in that dress, dance and shake your ass with a drink in hand…it drove him crazy so when he got behind closed doors, you were all his. So much so, he’d become as freaky and fluid with you as he desired…. “Matter of fact…spit in my fucking mouth. Lemme taste that shit.” Lobbing a long string down to his lips where he’d graciously swallow and continue devouring you. Squeezing at your breasts, (y/n) rolled your hips and rode his face with all you had. “Oh God, it feels so good!—eating this shit so good, baby..” He’d slap and spank your ass, squeezing those plump cheeks..getting more than his fill of his beautiful wife. In a moment of haste, he’d rise from his knees and cradle you in one fell swoop. Sweeping you from your feet to carry you over to the bed, where he’d toss you to finish stripping you from your clothes and eventually, doing the same of his own.

“Eren…”

“Yeah, princess? Tell me what you need..tell me everything you want..”

huffing as he tore off his shirt and unbuckled his pants..whilst he did so, he’d watch you spread your legs slightly; revealing that line of slick he had drawn up. He couldn’t wait to sink his cock in between those fat pussy lips..feel that tight warmth once again and reclaim your body as his own. Whilst he’d do so, you were rubbing and massaging your clit; curling your legs up in the air..

“..Need you to fuck me..want that dick so bad…”

whilst listening to your demands, he’d stroke himself from the base to the tip, getting his already stiff hard on even more erect. Chewing at his lower lip as he watched you toy with that plump cunt. It looked so good, he put in his mind right then and there that he may never pull out. You were going to be stuffed full of his cum.

“Then open them legs, baby..hold ‘em open..” traipsing straight up to you; placing a knee in the center of the bed as you spread yourself to his desire. That slit was overflowing with arousal and waiting for him to sink his cock in between those walls. You were already pulsating, recollecting the last time he had truly made love to you. With his entire being…fucking you slowly and relentlessly until you screamed out his name. Clawing your nails into his back until sharp red marks were left and every last droplet of his nut was housed inside of you after emptying those giant balls of his. You needed it and he craved you all the same. So without another moment of hesitation, after tapping himself against you..he’d glide right in.

“Oh my—fuuuck, baby. You feel so good. That pussy’s so tight..”

howling out as if it were the first time all over again. Regardless of how many times he took claim of you, the ever so familiar clutch and grip of your hole remained. Almost as if it were perfectly designed for him. He didn’t waste another second in trying to adjust or acclimate but rather, feeding you rhythmic, fluid strokes. Clawing a hand through his chocolate locks, Eren honed in on you and ensured that you felt every single thrust. “..goddamn…look at that shit. She’s creaming on me…you missed me too, baby? You missed daddy?” Cooing to both you and your needy cunt..referring to the milky sheath dripping all down shaft and balls. “Yes, daddy! Fuck!…I missed you so much. Missed the way you fucked me…” Although he was still gaining his stride, it took no time for your bodies to become reconnected. Housing him like that of a glove after each stroke. Regardless of his lack of sobriety, he was love drunk on you any day of the week and that would never change. With your quivering legs resting on his shoulders, he’d grab and position your foot to the center of his chest and kept a hold onto it. Suddenly, his lips would make home on the instep and ankle, ravaging it with soft and tender kisses. By then, his pace had begun to speed up and his opposite hand was circulating near your clit; massaging the sensitive bud with his thumb pad. Once he heard your response, he’d started to throb inside of you, loving how desperate you were for him..time and distance regardless.

“I know, princess…I’m so sorry I was away from you..” just then, you’d feel the sensation of your white painted toes gliding in and out of his mouth. Suckling and licking on them as faint growls arose from his throat. He was like a man unhinged, needing and craving you carnally. “That’s okay..because I swear imma make it up to you…” vowing through heavy pants as the feeling of you wrapped around his member had begun to take its toll. “Imma make you come until you can’t anymore. I’m yours..all night. Use me to get that nut. As many as you want..” That fat mushroom tip had swollen to its capacity..seeping precum as it pecked the inner corner of your cervix. Because of it, you had begun to emit splashes of squirt. “Fuuuck yes! Right there…right there, you’re stretching this fucking pussy, baby.” He’d slow down as not too catch them all at once because he wanted to take his time enjoying the onslaught of it. You had never heard him so vocal and primal, taking his time to ensure that your body was well and satisfied. Still thrashing around inside of you, Eren left one final kiss on your foot before bending those legs back behind your head; folding you into that of a quintessential pretzel shape. Either way, each movement of his thick cock was visible..down to the bulge in the lower part of your belly.

“..Nngh! ‘S too much, daddy! Need you take some out..”

whimpering for him with your fingers pawing at his abs, tapping because not even he realized how deep he was in it. Buried to the base with balls smacking your asshole. The bed was rattling around and the headboard slamming against the walls of the suite. Luckily, you had no guests nearby..otherwise, they were in for an earful. But that was neither of your concern. Even so, he couldn’t grant your request until you did something in return for him. Halting, he’d allow that dick to rest idly inside of you as he shoved his fingers into your mouth, working them in and out. “You gone squirt for me, mama? Nut all over this dick?” And naturally, he’d received a prompt nod back. He seemed satisfied with your answer so he’d slowly ease that throbbing cock out; a stream of his cum absentmindedly spraying across your torso and as promised, you’d spray his entire abdomen and cock up with those sweet, warm juices. He was pleased with the little display of waterworks, regardless of your whimpers. “There we go…good girl.” Praising you as you pushed out more of that nectar. Your legs were left in a trembling mess but he gave you no time to recover..

“Save some f’r me..” chuckling as he lowered his head and lapped up every drop of it, even latching into your clit despite the sensitivity. He was insatiable and hungrier for you, now more than ever! With your entire body left in shambles, he’d work his way back up from your thighs to your neck with that trailing tongue..wrapping a hand around your throat as he whispered into your ear. “I love you, fuck I swear..I love you so much. Don’t ever forget that..” whilst doing so..lingering on his every word, he’d ease himself back inside and resume his movements. Each one felt so much better than the last and you were hooked, on his every word and embrace. “I love you too, ‘Ren! I love you too..please, don’t stop..” He truly meant it and you never doubted for a second, even if that liquor was making the feelings more intense. He was yours and nothing could keep you two apart ever again. Peppering your temple with kisses, he’d persist and pound your core until you were leaking yet again. Almost without missing a beat, he’d spout a small loud into your womb and continued going..

“Don’t worry, princess. I’m not going nowhere…I’m right here wit’ you. You opening up so good f’r me…gonna make me give you all this nut..you want it? Want me to get you pregnant tonight?”

questioning in a high pitched coo as he were reaching his second peak so soon. Running on what seemed to be fumes but he had far more in the tank. You were throbbing; smiling with a fucked out expression on your face at the thought of him breeding you. Whatever he wanted to do…you were more than happy to go along with. As long as he kept making love to you like this.

“Please..come in me. Come in this pussy…it’s yours, always been yours..”

Glaring into his eye and encouraging that cum out of him. Low and behold, it didn’t take long before that he’d halt yet again and release not only a loud, ear shattering moan but a warm load as well. Right in the depth of your womb. Your nails dragged into his back, signifying just how good he was making you feel. But this was only the beginning of your drunken..steamy stupor. The best was yet to come!..

“Fuck..need you to take more of that, baby..need you to empty me.”

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