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"hanging 'round, downtown by myself / and i've had too much caffeine, and i was thinkin' about myself / and then there she was in platform double suede / yeah, there she was like disco lemonade"
from sex and candy by marcy playground
so i discovered this song back in like middle school when my mom was forcing me to watch MTV with her and this song came on. and i liked it! i thought it was fun so i added it to my music library. i looked up the lyrics and i saw disco lemonade and yknow in hindsight that's a drink but back then i was what, 11? 12? and i had no idea what the fuck disco lemonade meant so i thought it was absurdist humor and i was yknow, 11, 12, so i was fully in my weird nonsense = height of comedy phase. so i was fully obsessed with disco lemonade. i thought it was a fun phrase that had a nice rhythm to it, it felt nice to say, and the fact it was a nonsense phrase to me just made it all the better. i believe i made my roblox username "DiscoLemonade" or something similar because of it, because back then i changed my roblox username like how some of you people change your tumblr urls. DiscoLemonade was not a very long era of mine but it unfortunately was very much an era
( put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up )
#ask#french-toast-enjoyer#music#also apparently john wozniak of marcy playground lives/lived on long island#and he has a son#who very fucking briefly was my coworker at michaels once upon a time#or at least so he claimed (though his name in the michaels system very much was the name of said son)#dont wanna namedrop said son just in case. although said son has a music career of his own at this point but still#LIKE FUCKINGGGG INSAENEEE#my framing manager pulled me aside and was like HIS DAD IS JOHN WOZNIAK#and i was like. who?#and she said OF MARCY PLAYGROUND#and i was like OMGEEEEE#sex and candy is literally the only marcy playground song i know.#anyway then the guy disappeared after like 2 weeks of working there LMFAO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#absolute fucking cryptid. i think i exchanged like three words with the guy and its cuz he lost his fucking scanner#and i was like. well just look around for it idk what to tell you#<- before i knew he was the son of marcy playground (artist behind Sex And Candy of disco lemonade fame)#(the son of marcy playground sex and candy whom i named my roblox account after when i was 12 years old)
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hey! hope it ain't a bother to ya, but based on your lil comment on my poll, I'd like to try to draw Mr Jetstream Sam in something cute! I'm open to suggestions but I do have one picked! hopefully I can start it soon
Oh honestly my selection of things I have saved are more on the sexier than on the cuter side but I went on a little hunt of things I'd think would look amazing on Sam Rodrigues:
Found here. I love fashion blogs, they are great for finding inspiration or references. I don't understand why tumblr won't let me tag the blog o_ô It's @fashion-runways.
Same blog.
Then these on the a bit sexier side I found on @fashion4standusers because honestly, I think Metal Gear characters in high fashion designs that are seen in JJBA would be peak. I got a JJBA AU in mind that I am brainrotting about together with @e6as95 <3
Now these are from my Pinterest boards so I unfortunately don't have the source quickly at hand (and hopefully this isn't AI generated T_T), but I think the teal colour and embroidery would look great on Sam.
Seems like clothes that Raiden would pick for him though (I got elaborate headcanons about Raiden having a secret artistic side, fashion and make-up are one aspect of that), rather than Sam choosing those himself.
I associate Sam more with 90s fashion, particularly the vibrant colours of that era. Don't ask me why, it's just something I thought about a lot when trying to look for refs for what his and Raiden's respective clothing styles would be.
Before I end up rambling too much, here's more refs. Sorry for the quality, those were screenshots that I took in 2021 of ElegyEllem's instagram story because I wanted to draw it (and I did). I think this is something I'd DEFINITELY need Sam in lmao
I'll add more of the sexy stuff under a cut because it's straight up lingerie lmao
Anyway, hope those keep the inspiration flowing :3
We need more Jetstream Sam in feminine outfits <3
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#french-toast-enjoyer#ask#art reference#art refs#fashion#lingerie#I wanted to add another one but I'll keep that for myself because I really want to draw it myself jdsjfkd
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Pyro’s act of kindness❤️🔥
They both have a sweet tooth and thats how they bond!!! They both share a refined taste for desserts (Spy is just over-the-top fancy, while Pyro feels better eating them than having Bonk). Spy is delighted to know that someone remembers his favourite dessert and appreciates the art of French confectionery, while Pyro is happy to share their interests in gastronomy and gush about the cute lil pastries and cakes💕
(Also I think Spy can get a little homesick, so Pyro bringing him an authentic slice of his favourite cake can make him happy ;w;)
Lmao this started off as improving my Spy drawing, buuut-
#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 fanart#marsh stuff#tf2 spy#tf2 pyro#spypyro#pyrospy#french toast#tf2 headcanons#more of a brotp but they’re so darn cute when they interact#spy is definitely an opera cale enjoyer#have you seen it have you tried it#its SO GOOD and the complexity and the presentation is something spy would get down for#one of the more difficult desserts to get right
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new translation up !
" home " by @princemonarchempress , in french !
{ link to ao3 }
#first work in the isat fandom tag in french#listen i saw an occasion and i grabbed it with both hands aighty ?#and also this author 's works are just . delectable . very much enjoyable yesss .#isat#post anesthetics posts#posted toasted roasted
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I'm just saying before age 11 I would order pancakes at any time of day at restaurants and I didn't have clinical depression. Now I can't order pancakes because of an allergy and I have depression. I don't have a chemical imbalance I have pancake deficiency
#em rambles#ignore me. our kitchen isn't functional at all rn and I'm looking at food to order and yearning for the bygone#days of ordering a big fat stack of pancakes every chance I got#FRENCH TOAST. FUCKING. FRENCH TOAST#🥲#egg enjoyers dni#I'm kidding but don't take that shit for granted!!! go out there and eat a stack of pancakes or French toast for me. enjoy it while you can
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Showing love through feeding people I love nutritious things they enjoy makes me feel so happy <3
I made french toast on whole wheat bread (for fiber), flavored with triple sec because it's orange flavored and I didn't have an orange for zest, cardamom, nutmeg, and cinnamon!
#warm cozy and loving#wholesome#food is supposed to be enjoyable#i show love through food#food is my love language#love#love is a verb#french toast#breakfast#domestic affection is so goooood
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okay i genuinely love traveling alone bc it means i can do shit like spend my entire vacation eating food i want, meandering into shops and shrines at my leisure, sitting in parks and reading, and doing karaoke every night for an entire week. like. if i was with someone i would feel far more pressure to do a bunch of touristy stuff and “make an experience” or w/e (and tbf i do kind of feel like that for this trip since several people were like “show me pictures when you get back!” not knowing i am The Worst at vacation pictures since i dont do selfies and i take pictures purely to appease Myself) but it’s also like... this is my vacation. i’m here on my own. so yeah, i am going to take a siesta in the middle of the day in my hotel, i am going to do two hours of karaoke, i am going to go visit the shrine i love and just wander around. and bc i’m alone, i dont have to justify that to anyone or accommodate anyone else’s desires and frankly it’s the best feeling in the world. everyone should travel internationally by themselves at least once if they have the money/time bc then maybe less people would double take or act like i murdered a kitten when i tell them i prefer it.
#liveblogging life#everyone when i told them i was going back to japan: you're traveling BY YOURSELF??????????#me: yes. i often do.#them: BY YOURSELF????? YOU DONT HAVE FRIENDS THERE?????? WHAT????#idk why it's so shocking but i usually travel alone & it always shocks people#and then they like... try to talk me out of it??? or get relieved when i tell them i will meet up with people#idk what to tell you but honestly more people could stand to try being alone sometimes#anyway all this 2 say that i booked a reservation to do 2 hours of karaoke tonight and im jazzed#and today i a) ate some great french toast b) wandered around the imperial castle grounds and read my book#c) got rained on lol#d) ran into a high school marching band?????#e) karaoke and f) okonomiyaki for dinner#that's it!!! that's my day!!!! and to be frank it was better than yesterday where i was running around all day#trying to see The Sights and take pictures before i left tokyo for good#i have a blister from it :((((#learned my lesson i will no longer care about having Good Trip Pictures and will instead focus on wringing enjoyment#from every last second of my time in japan
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Crutches
Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets
Warnings: Injury, pain, etc.
Summary: SLS/N gets hurt and has to use crutches. She can't do much so her brothers are always there to help her.
SLS/N's POV
Getting out of the car with a cast that comes all the way up to your knee is not an easy task.
That's why Chris just decided to pick me up and carry me into the house, up the stairs, and to the couch. Matt and Nick were close behind with my crutches.
Matt walked over and rested my crutches on the back of the couch for easy access. He leaned down and kissed me on the top of the head.
"You need anything, baby?" He asked me. I shook my head no as he walked into the kitchen. Nick came in with the pain medicine that we picked up on the way home from the ER.
"I think we need to get some food in your tummy before you take this, so you don't get sick." He told me. I nodded and leaned my head back on the couch. Now that I was sitting, I could notice the pain a lot more clearly now.
Chris came into the room and sat next to me. I immediately snuggled into his side. He rubbed my side, bringing me closer to him.
"It hurts Chris," I mumbled, the throbbing in my leg becoming steadily worse by the second.
"I know sweetheart," He replies. But in perfect timing, Nick walks in with a quesadilla, my pill on the side. Matt turns the TV on and we all sit together as I eat my quesadilla.
The throbbing has become almost unbearable by now, and that pill did nothing to help. I feel the tears start to leak from my eyes and an ache grows in the back of my throat. I sniffle, trying to stop myself from crying, but Chris notices. He rubs my upper leg, soothingly, easing my pain.
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I must have fallen asleep in the couch, because the next thing I know, I’m being hoisted into someone’s arms. I look up to see Mat carrying me up the stairs to my bed.
“Shh, it’s okay. I got you sweet girl.” He says. I rest my head back on his chest, eye lids feeling heavy.
Matt pulls back my covers and gently lays me down, coving me up.
“Will you stay with me?” I asked, my voice groggy from sleep.
“Of course baby.” He says laying down next to me.
He pulls my head to his chest and my body follows, wrapping my arms around his torso. He mumbles soft words into my ears as I fall back asleep, surrounded by his warmth.
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The next day, I woke up to the smell of bacon, but no Matt. I swung my legs over the edge of my bed and stood up.
I fell to the ground in pain almost immediately after putting that much weight on my leg. I hisses in pain, also hitting my butt on the hard floor.
I heard foot steps rushing up the stairs, then my door was swung open.
Chris rushed to me, crouching and asking if I’m ok.
“you gotta be careful sweet girl.” He said, scooping me up and bringing me down the stairs.
instead of sitting me on the couch like the night before, he sat me down in my chair at the kitchen table, pushing me in. Nick then comes by with some French toast and bacon.
We all sit together and eat our breakfast, talking about what we're going to do today.
"We need to go get groceries," Nick said.
So that's what we did.
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We pulled into Target, and Chris helped me out of the back seat and helped get me started with my crutches. My brothers and walked into the store, slowly due to my hobbling. Nick grabbed a cart and went ahead with Matt. However, Chris pulled me back.
"I have an idea," He said, motioning to the shopping cart he just pulled off the rack. He lifted me, for what felt kike the twentieth time today, and laid me in the shopping cart.
Nick and Matt giggled at us when we caught up with them.
"Okay, what shape pasta does everybody want?" Nick asked, getting to work.
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after about an hour and a half of Chris pushing me up and down the isles, it was time to check out and go home.
I fell asleep, snuggled into Nick's side, happy that my brothers were able to make a bad situation so enjoyable.
#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#sturniolo imagine#nicolas sturniolo#sturniolo smut#sturniolo fanfic#chris sturniolo#sturniolo x reader#sturniolo triplets#christopher sturniolo#matthew sturniolo#sturniolo#sturniolo sister
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Miri might have resembled Kazuki's sunshine personality but man, she has so much similarities with Rei in terms of personal preferences. No wonder Rei saw himself doing just fine with taking care of Miri because the things he does with her, they both find enjoyment and relatability from (gaming, being picky eaters, just sitting together in the couch playing, loving cereals and sweets, the little quips Rei adds on when he's agreeing with Miri, etc.). Basically, he didn't see a problem in how he's raising Miri because in his point of view, all was well and working. Meanwhile, Kazuki has to deal with the stuff that Miri doesn't really like but are for her own good (eating vegetables, cleaning up after yourself before playing, generally reminding her of things that she should do) so that part of parenting is more stressful for him.
Well, after this episode, I think we will get to see more involvement from Rei when it comes to taking care of Miri. I wonder when's his backstory is coming up, because while it's not excusable that he had basically pushed every task to Kazuki, I think seeing how he was raised will make us understand where he's coming from. And the part where he goes to Kyutaro for help tells us that he does care and want to do something, but he just doesn't know how. He doesn't know where the medicine is, he doesn't know where the hospital is—these little things are stuff you should know for your own good, but Rei didn't because he doesn't even take care of himself. This episode might have been his wake up call that he's just no longer living for himself—there's an actual child, another tiny human being, that relies on him to survive. I wonder how they would touch that part of his life now in regards with his past.
(Also, that sorry looking French toast at the end of the episode is a good symbolism. It doesn't look good—it looks horrendous compared to Kazuki's French toast—but it is there. Rei made it. He isn't good at it yet, but it's a start, and it's an image for a possibility of so much growth, and he's trying.)
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Haiii! I love your work :D
Could you possibly do a gaz x reader? When him and reader are celebrating their anniversary:), that would be really cute :’))
Hello! Thank you, I hope this is enjoyable as well! I went with a more fluffy route this time, I just wanna see Gaz happy and healthy and as far aways from any and all danger as possible! This request was really cute, I love Gaz! I'm glad there are several of us who do! Though I think I went a bit overboard with this, but how could I not when people are requesting best boi!
Celebrating Your Anniversary with Gaz
For the sake of this request, we’re gonna go with the idea that Gaz was able to be with you during your anniversary and didn’t end up being somewhere in the world, having to fight tooth and nail for his survival. We’re gonna go the fluffy route with this!
His memory is really good, Gaz would never forget something as important as your anniversary. Doesn’t matter if you’re together, doesn’t matter if you’re married. He has it memorized, he wrote it down on his phone, he noted it on several loose papers lying around just about anywhere. Trust me when I say he’s the last person to ever forget something like this. Although he would appreciate it if you remembered as well, he’d probably love it even more if, just once, you forgot about your anniversary, that way he could properly surprise and absolutely spoil you rotten. He wants to make your anniversaries days you can remember, so he will tailor them to your liking. You like going to arcades or amusement parks? A bookshop date? You just wanna go to McDonald’s? It’s all yours, and don’t you dare even think about paying, your wallet will not be strained on such a holy and sublime day.
The day would start off simple. You’d sleep in, if you can, cuddling for as long as possible, until one of you needs to get up for whatever reason. He’ll nuzzle into you, holding you as close to him as possible. He wants you to feel his warmth, how alive you make him feel, he wants you to feel how his heart beats for you and only you. Gaz has a beautiful voice, it’s fairly low and very calming to listen to. He’d hum your favorite tune that’s a bit calmer. He wants you to be as relaxed for him as possible, maybe even fall asleep in his arms again, even if he definitely wouldn’t mind you staying up to chat a bit with him as well. He’s gonna be all over you, making sure to touch you wherever he can so you feel secure with him. And when you’re drifting off to sleep again, that’s when his plan begins.
Gaz will plant a kiss on your neck or your forehead, whatever he can reach as he excuses himself to the bathroom. However, this sly dog will actually head for the kitchen to make you some breakfast. He’s a good cook, so whatever it is you like, he’ll make it. French toast? Scrambled eggs? Eggs and bacon? Your wish is his command, even if you never uttered a single order. He just hopes you won’t wake up or, even if you do, will at the very least stay in bed. This breakfast isn’t for you to enjoy in the kitchen or the living room, you’re to eat it in your bed. He even got you a nice tray so he can carry it to you without making a mess. Orange juice and all. You will be spoiled.
It’s then that he’ll wake you with another soft kiss to your temple, maybe shaking you awake a bit, so you can enjoy your breakfast together. Might even feed you a bit, just to be embarrassingly cute while he’s at it. The more content you look, the better. Afterwards, he’ll leave for the kitchen again, putting the tray away and decorating the living room a bit. There will be the most gorgeous roses you’ve ever seen in a vase, alongside several other flowers, each of which tells of a different kind of adoration. And when you finally follow suit and spot the flowers, he’ll just smile and claim that they looked very pretty. If you understand flower language, then you can tell he just really wanted to say he loved you in as many different ways as he could.
It’s then that he’ll ask you to get ready for the day, to brush your teeth and hair, and put on some clothes. You don’t need to look particularly fancy, he wants you to be as comfortable as you could possibly be. This is when he’ll take you to a place you like which, as mentioned before, could be just about anything. Waterpark, roller skate rink or just a lovely walk in the park, he’s open for everything. You will be accommodated accordingly. Those places are where you’ll be spending the majority of your day, grabbing something simple to eat for the time being, such as some fries or maybe some toast at a good cafe or pub.
When day meets night, he’ll take your hand in his, taking you to a fancy restaurant you’ve been to a few times. Preferably one where the both of you can look down at the city and see all the beautiful lights it has to offer. You’ll spend another two hours or so there. At the very least, you’ll be there until it gets dark, eating good food, having a good drink, maybe some wine as well. It doesn’t matter what you choose, all Gaz wants is to see the twinkling city lights dance in your eyes afterwards. When the evening is starting to roll over into night, he’ll take you to a ferris wheel. A big one where you can see the entire city from.
He’ll watch you as you excitedly look everywhere, taking in as many sights as you can, hoping that the ferris wheel stops at just the right time. Ideally, that would be right at the top. But he won’t be too picky if it’s somewhat to the side as well. As long as he gets to see your mouth agape at all the pretty lights, he’s content. While the ferris wheel stops, he’ll shoot his shot. If you’ve been together for a few years but aren’t married yet, he’ll propose to you. If you’re already married, he’ll still get down on one knee, take your hand in his and kiss its back tenderly, like a knight in shining armor. It’s embarrassingly sweet, but he knows no one but you is going to see it, so he does it anyway. You’re royalty in his eyes, you’re his to protect and care for, and he needs to show his loyalty however he can. Once he’s done kissing your hand, he’ll get up, holding your hand still and pulling you up with him, just so he can hold you close once again. Another tender kiss to your lips, and then he’ll get out a small box. Either the proposal ring or, if you’re married already, he’ll gift you a lovely little necklace made of pure silver. Something you can wear that will always remind you of him.
Once you’re down on the ground again, he’ll take your hand in his and lead you home, conversing with you about how much he loves you, how happy he is to have you in his life and how he hopes he gets to spend many, many more years like that with you.
If it’s not too late yet, you might watch a movie and cuddle on the couch. But you’ll likely both be tuckered out after today and just snuggle up in bed, ready for the next day.
And this is how Gaz’ ideal anniversary would go.
#cod#cod x reader#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz garrick x reader#gaz x reader#I wish I could gift Gaz a small music box that plays “You Are My Sunshine” I think that would be a cute gift#I have a music box that plays “Over The Rainbow” which I think is also very sweet#I think I might wanna start collecting music boxes they're just so very lovely#now that's a hobby I can also get behind! a lovely little tune that could calm down just about anyone!#maybe even put someone to sleep as well#I still remember one of the first things I ever wrote and posted here. The Batter and the Music Box#I wish I had the time to write something like that for my favorite lads and lasses as well#whew this is almost 1.300 words long which is surprising since I wanted to go for 800-ish#but I read Gaz and my brain short circuited he was my favorite when watching the campaign#I did start watching the mw reboot for him and Valeria but I stayed for him and Valeria#mw1 was the best one out of the three in my opinion. and now I'm watching the og mw when I can :-)#og Soap and Ghost are a funny little duo. I love the little hackerman Ghost so much! though I wanna know where the joke of him breaking#so many laptops came from! it's cute but I always thought he was good with technology :o either way I like to imagine talking about IT#stuff with everyone and being good at it and helping them! IT is fun I like it a lot :-)#either way thank you for the request! this one was also an absolute delight to write! love me some good natured fluff and Gaz :D
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Writing Share Game
Rules: share some writing!
Thanks for the tag @late-to-the-fandom and @mk-writes-stuff! I will share a snippet from Project Heartless:
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No!
Still loopy from his concussion, Rainier fought through the pain and grabbed the assailant's arm, uncaring of the sticky blood that stained his fingers, growling like a wild animal as he tried to take his heart back. The assailant did not seem to expect Rainier to fight back at all, and was caught off guard as Rainier used all his strength to turn them both around to pin him down on the floor. The assailant yelped, and Rainier shook his head to get rid of the dizzying feeling. He snarled. "Give it back!"
"Argh!" The assailant grunted as he struggled. They wrestled for a while, but Rainier was trained by some of the best and he managed to pin him down even with his weight advantage. Even so, this couldn't continue. He needed to find a way to incapacitate him or they would be here forever. Wait no— he just needed back-up. He needed to alert the security.
The rooms in this house always had a distress button. He thought there might actually be one in this very bathroom. He looked up, trying to see through the darkness. It must be by the door, by the light switch—
There!
Rainier grabbed his heart from the man's hands in a quick motion and then dove for the distress button. Unfortunately, the assailant wasn’t going to make it easy on him. It only took a split second. There was a flash of metal, the assailant pulling a knife out of his thigh sheath, and then the arm reaching for the button fell off from his elbow, his blood spraying on the floor. For a moment, Rainier didn’t process it.
But then the pain came.
Rainier screamed.
It was a scream of anguish. If he thought having his chest torn open was bad, it was nothing compared to losing an arm. The fact that he didn’t have a heart to pump his blood was the only reason it wasn’t pouring out in buckets, and Rainier wondered if he was dreaming. He had to be, wasn’t he? These kinds of things just do not happen to him. But it was so painful, and it hurt so bad, that it couldn’t possibly be a dream.
Rainier couldn’t focus on anything. His knowledge on self defense meant nothing when he was writhing in agony. The assailant kicked him off and he hit the floor with a wet sound. His heart was once again ripped out of his possession, and soon the assailant was leaving the bathroom to escape.
With his heart.
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Tagging @french-toast-enjoyer and @interroblog to share some of their writing as well :D
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Rewrite Game!
(Rules: rewrite the previous person’s last line, then post yours for the next people to rewrite)
@french-toast-enjoyer omgomgomg thanks so much for the tag!! I’m so sorry it took me a bit to get around to this, I’ve had such bad writer’s block for the last couple weeks but I finally have my own writing to continue this game!!
the excerpt I got:
“You deserve this,” says the voice, and for once in the man’s life, it's not a condemnation. Tears pearl in his eyes at the realization, and in a deep breath, he replies.
“How do we bond?” He asks, heart now racing at the alien's rumbles of approval.
“Touch,” Venom whispers, almost sensually as it leans into Eddie's ear, “How do you want to be touched…?”
my version:
“You deserve this,” the voice growled. It wasn’t condemnation. It wasn’t justification for punishment but for pleasure. He was worthy, he deserved to be rewarded. A tear ran down his cheek, a shaky sigh left his lips.
“How…” Eddie licked his lips. His heart pounded in his chest, desperate for more of their approval. “How do we bond?”
“Touch.” They leaned in, their fangs scraping against his ear. A shiver ran down his spine as dark tendrils embraced him, tenderly caressing his body. “How do you want to be touched?”
I’ll tag @merelypassingtime and @x-jean !! no pressure to participate if you don’t want to, of course! here’s a piece of my current symbrock draft:
“I love you, Eddie.”
Eddie’s heart pounded in his chest. He let out a shaky breath as he reached out, gently cupping their cheek with his hands. Their face was cool under his touch. He pulled them in close, pressing his forehead against theirs. Eddie held them there, held them like if he let go they would vanish.
“I love you too, Venom.”
Venom’s tendrils emerged from across his body, tenderly winding up his neck and to his face. Their tendrils sprawled across his cheek, mirroring the way Eddie cupped their face.
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@french-toast-enjoyer
Ghost body pillow reveal ‼️‼️‼️
My friend gave him to me for Christmas lmao 😭😭
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I’m sorry but who unironically likes Rick Astley ? (Genuine question)
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Listen here you little piece of burned french toast.
Rick Astley was and still is a great musician with an amazing voice.
Oh, and surprise! He has more songs! Yeah! Think you didn't know that!
Do you know why, I like him?
Because he has a unique voice, he can play drums and his music is overall enjoyable to listen to.
Here's the proof
youtube
youtube
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And this is not even a handful of his great and amazing music.
Oh, did you really think that he only had Never Gonna Give You Up?
It's a damn amazing song, first of all.
And second of all, watch yo damn tone when you're talking to me about things that I like.
#rick astley#watch yo damn tone#I was genuinely so shocked when I saw this ask#it's not all about never gonna give you up#unbelievable man#unbelievable
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Rules: share some writing
thanks @french-toast-enjoyer for the tag! Here's a snippet of my illusive Spideycat story that is taking forever to write. I don't have a lot in the queue right now.
“Cat.” Her silver ponytail bounces as she turns her head, and then she’s off. Peter rolls his eyes and gives chase. He manages to keep his footing on the slippery wet powder, although it always seems tougher than usual when she’s around. Over the fence, she runs across the roofs of a fleet of service trucks, then shimmies up the fire escape to a fourth-story roof. Peter catches the hard case on her back with a thwip, right as she’s about to rappel down into a park.
“Don’t drop that!” she yells, and for a hair’s breadth of a moment Peter wonders who’s calling the shots here, the superhero or the criminal, because he listens to her. Before the case can crash into the bushes below, the webbing catches it and he swings it back to his waiting hands.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Peter muses.
Black Cat crosses her arms over her chest, shivering, but also giving him a look.
“Spoiling my fun again, eh Spider?”
“I can think of more legal ways that you could have fun.”
“Bet you can,” she smirks, letting the payoff to his perfect setup land before continuing. “Anyway, how do you know it’s illegal? That might just be a picnic.”
“Mm-hmm,” Peter hums, fiddling with the latches on the case until they finally unfasten. “So for dinner, you’ll be having…Looks like the world’s oldest rootbeer?”
Inside the case, surrounded by foam that’s been perfectly hollowed out to fit it, is a brown bottle, patinaed with age, sealed with red wax that drips halfway down its long neck. Peter snaps the case shut again.
“Rum, actually,” Cat sighs. “Listen, can we do this somewhere warmer? I’m freezing my tits off out here.”
hmmmm let's see. @punch-love, @in-my-loki-feels, @waterme-stories and anyone else who sees this and wants to share!
#believe it or not that rum is well researched#am i being too cerebral about this fic? probably#that's probably why it's taking so long to write#spideycat#my work#writing fanfic
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thank you (and your followers) for the food suggestions! i tried challah for the first time last week and it was sooo good, perfect texture and now i want to try my hand at baking again so i can have it more, plus i heard it makes the best french toast 😌
of course! it does make really good french toast, and that’s coming from someone who isn’t a big french toast enjoyer.
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