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Mott’s Blues Clues Blues Clues Berry Applesauce (1999)
#blues clues#1999#motts#motts applesauce#nick#nick jr#nickelodeon#applesauce#birthday cake#birthdaycore#recipe#90s kids#90s#1990s#90s nostalgia#1990's#1990s aesthetic#1990s vintage#1990s nostalgia#90s kid#1990 kid#y2k#2000s nostalgia#2000s kids#2000s#2000s style#y2k nostalgia#00s#y2k aesthetic#y2kcore
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#tyler motte#brayden point#nikita kucherov#brandon hagel#tampa bay lightning#picture i took#applesauce#he's a baby turtle#nikeeter 1#bagel bites
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every single one of my mutuals is my little sibling until proven otherwise. until i know ur older than me then youre my little sibling. come back inside kids its gonna start raining soon. if you catch a cold ill bring you soup. get your own crackers though
#raspy rambles#yrah. yup#if youre nor my little sibling youre my child. btw#i love my motts#moots#motts???? liekt he applesauce brand??#well
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L is for the way you look at me
#everyone on this team is in a situationship#rangers lb#new york rangers#vladdy daddy#vladimir tarasenko#tyler motte#applesauce
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i love....... drawing fusions.......... mohg + morgott
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Honestly Mott’s is such a good “tag name” idk if that’s what I mean but yeah. Like it’s really good. Im starting to think I need one for my blog 😭
OH like a pen name or a nickname? Thank you, I stole it from motts applesauce!
If you want one, I'm all for it! I don't have a very generic real name so I preferred using a nickname for this blog since I really do keep it separate from irl happenings.
#when my friends who spend time with me irl call me motts out in the wild it's always hilarious#sammi always calls me motts even so I'm stuck as an applesauce for life#anon asks.#answered.
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Gimme applesauce actually my sister brought some for me but I finished it. the other day. Also does the name applesauce only apply to apple stuff and do you have like pearsauce or mangosauce or is it like The name for all fruit stuff <- genq we just call it compota of [fruit]
applesauce is the most popular kind of -sauce or at least the most sold and packaged in the us i think. as a child i remember seeing it in school mandated free lunches the most and i have had pear sauce before. im pretty sure applesauce is technically just apple puree as is all compotas of the fruit variety. at this point its kinda like applesauce is the name because of how popular it is but it rlly is apple (space) sauce technically
#motts is the most popular american brand of applesauce and pear sauce does exist but isnt as popular as for mangos its usually used more for#savory things as a dip or hot sauce type thing but usually not as a standalone treat#weird country innit#🌟.txt#ask.txt
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this is like a very small and specific problem to have, but as someone who loves unsweetened applesauce, i am NOT down with the unsweetened applesauce shortage at all my grocery stores lately
#most of them just have the weird pink and green applesauce left!#noooooooooo!#in related news i have the snacking habits of a 5 year old#dollsome's deep thoughts#what i wouldst not give for some motts unsweetened applesauce ...
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ok i thought i only liked Very Cold applesauce but i’m adding Very Warm applesauce to the list bc this is very happy making rn
#lemon speaks#i took a jar of motts no sugar added#the only acceptable applesauce#and put it in a mug with some cake spice from penzeys and it’s amazing#happy making
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bro I could really go for a large bowl of very refrigerated cinnamon motts apple sauce out of the large jar it comes in not the individual cups. Ceramic bowl cinnamon applesauce with small spoon.
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#pork chops#mashed potatoes#broccoli#ketchup#mayonnaise#Mott’s Applesauce#Sunkist Lemonade#home cooking#good eats#yummylicious
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you make my world spin
ship: scarlet witch(616)!wanda/soft milf(838)!wanda/little!reader
summary/request: no plot, just soft mommas and their little one.
word count: 1.2k
warnings: MDLG (18+), selfcest ig. potential multiverse of madness spoilers? more like just allusions to it. but other than that just fluff!
a/n: Mommy = 616 Wanda; Mama = 838 Wanda. thank u to motts and britt for helping indulge the double wandas thoughts that plague my brain
Tendrils of red fly through the air as Wanda flips rapidly through the Darkhold. You watch in fascination, the sparks illuminating your face in a soft scarlet glow. Wanda hasn’t acknowledged you since you came down to the basement and crawled over to her, much too absorbed in studying the runes in front of her.
Despite being content in the domesticity of her life now, no longer needing to use the dark spells to explore multiversal lives, Wanda still studies the magic of the Darkhold. She claims it’s to help keep the universe she’s invaded stable in spire of her presence and to protect your home if needed. It took a long time to convince her variant that she had destroyed any actual copies of the Darkhold, and what she had was simply her own creation from what she remembered, holding none of the corruption that brough her to where she was today.
Mama Wanda always tells you not to go down to the basement while Mommy Wanda is casting spells, worried about you getting caught in any crossfire as Mommy haphazardly flings spells around the room. But Mama fell asleep on the couch after her third episode of New Girl, and you got bored after you could no longer show her the pictures you were coloring. You grabbed your favorite stuffie - the teddy bear that Mommy brought from her own universe, the one that was modeled to look like a cheesy version of her suit - and ventured down to the basement.
You don’t want to bother Mommy. You know that the spells she makes are much more dangerous than Mama’s. But she’s been down here all morning, and you want her attention!
Mommy most certainly knows that you’re waiting for her to say something to you. But she relishes that sweet pout that you give her when she’s ignoring you, so she draws it out a long as she can.
You’re not feeling patient today, already bored and needy for touch. Mommy’s legs are criss-cross applesauce, as they usually are when she’s working. Perfect. You crawl over to her levitating form, placing your head against her thigh and gazing up at her concentrated face.
“Does Mama know you’re down here?” Wanda asks without even sparing you a glance.
“Mama’s sleepin’,” you explain, tracing the material of her red suit with your fingers. The dark splotches that stained it once have since faded, but you many of the cracks in the armor remain.
“Hm,” she hums, knowing that telling you to go upstairs will probably result in a tantrum that she isn’t in the mood to deal with. You take her lack of orders to leave as permission to stay, so you immediately start climbing up to her lap. “Now, what do you think you’re doing, little devil?”
“Gettin’ comfy.” You squeeze yourself in between her and the Darkhold, tucking yourself into her lap, struggling to keep yourself steady since her floating makes it harder to keep upright. Wanda grunts when you elbow her in the chest, and you freeze, looking up to see her clearly trying to contain her frustration with your wiggling. “Sorry, Mommy…”
“Just let me…” she sighs, grabbing you and turning you around to face her, slinging your legs to wrap around her waist. You squeak, wrapping your arms around her as she adjusts you. As you do your teddy falls to the floor behind her, rolling dangerously close to the candles illuminating the room. Wanda doesn’t notice, focused on making sure you won’t fall out of her lap. “There, is that better?”
“Wandabear!” You cry, making grabby hands at the stuffed animal. Wanda rolls her eyes as she flicks her wrist, levitating the toy back into your grasp.
“Sometimes I think you love that thing more than me,” Wanda says, sounding rather unconvincingly annoyed. In reality, she loved how much you adored your “Wandabear” (as you uncreatively named her) because it was the first gift she ever brought you. Mama still teases her about how soft you’ve turned Mommy.
You finally calm down, satisfied with your Mommy giving you the attention you were craving. Your thumb makes it way to your mouth without you realizing, Wanda’s heartbeat and soft mumbling to herself lulling you to sleep.
When you wake up, you find yourself on the couch, with no Mama or Mommy to be seen. You can hear moving around in the kitchen, so you assume that they must be in there. Wandabear is tucked under your arm, and a soft handknitted blanket is draped over you. We Bare Bears is playing softly on the television, drawing your attention for a few minutes. One of the Wandas - probably Mommy - must have clipped your pacifier to your shirt. You slip it between your lips, fingers twirling the loose threads of the blanket as you watch your show.
A clatter from the kitchen makes you jump, clutching Wandabear close to your chest. “Mama? Mommy?”
“It’s okay, baby!” Mama calls back. Even though you want to keep watching your show, you’re lured into the kitchen by the thought of food being made. Mommy and Mama are both making ingredients and dishes fly around the kitchen with their magic, and you playfully try to grab the bag of Goldfish that floats by you. “You’re going to get hit in the head with the way Mommy’s flinging things around, baby. Let’s go sit at the table while we finish making lunch, okay?”
“Okay, Mama,” you agree, plopping yourself on your soft cushioned seat at the table while you watch Mommy and Mama fuss over whether to give you your cookies before or after you eat your sandwich. You place Wandabear in the seat next to you, scooting a plate of plastic food that you refuse to let Mama take off the table towards it.
A gentle hand grabs your attention by stroking your hair, and you bounce happily as Mama places your plate on the table. Mommy comes over with both their plates, setting them up on either side of you (after moving Wandabear to sit next to you at the head of the table). You start shoving Goldfish in your mouth before you realize that Mama forgot something very important.
“Mama, crusts!” You pout at her.
“I’m sorry, baby,” Mama sighs, getting up to grab a knife from the drawer.
In the meantime, Mommy starts hand-feeding you the crackers, smiling at the way your lips wrap around her fingers when you take a bite. “Mama has such a bad memory sometimes, doesn’t she, little one?”
“My hearing, however, is perfectly fine,” Mama says as she sits down and starts cutting your sandwich. You miss the playful glare that Mama gives Mommy, too busy grabbing your sandwich triangle and stuffing it in your mouth as soon as the crusts are gone. “Slow down, darling. You’ll upset your tummy.”
“Mmkay,” you say through the mouthful.
The three of you finish your lunch, and Mommy picks you up and carries you to the living room while Mama cleans. Mommy turns on a big girl show, but you’re too distracted by sorting through the drawings you started earlier. Mama finally finishes cleaning and joins Mommy on the couch, curling into her side. They both watch you color happily, humming one of your favorite theme songs to yourself and chewing on your pacifier.
“Nothing happened while they were in the basement, right?” Mama asks Mommy too low for you to hear.
“Wandabear almost caught on fire, but other than that, no.”
“You know I still don’t trust the Darkhold. Even if it is just a copy.”
“I understand,” Mommy says solemnly. “But you trust me to keep you both safe, correct?”
“I do.”
“Good. Because I always will.”
#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff x little!reader#age/play#silver writes#c: wanda#fic#tentatively might call this Mirrors AU?#(thats the song title i used for this one)#(and also yknow the selfcest thing and the mirrorverse thing)#mirror au
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some favorite foster cat names i’ve encountered:
badlands
wrong way
oog
fiddler on the roof
orlando bloom
motts applesauce
citrus and her kittens pomelo, tangerine, and grapefruit
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https://www.tumblr.com/maximotts/730578116595023872/honestly-motts-is-such-a-good-tag-name-idk-if
Wait it’s from the apple sauce? I thought you just took the second half of maximoff and changed them to t’s . Wait that’s so creative 😭
I feel like every once in a while, I get to shatter the illusion and tell people that I’m literally just silly and while I was eating applesauce one day I saw the Motts and was like “hehe maximotts” and started calling Wanda that in my head. So when I made this blog, I just went with that! 😂
#I just like apples and apple accessories#<- I hope someone gets that reference … I know laina will#anon asks.#answered.
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If you ever have to order from Burger King
Food
4pc chicken nuggets- 190
Hamburger- 250
Chicken fries- 260
Cheeseburger- 290
Whopper Jr.- 330
Rodeo burger- 340
Sides
MOTTS applesauce- 50
Value onion rings- 200 (sm- 280)
Value fries- 230 (sm- 300)
Sweet
Chocolate chip cookie- 160
Soft serve cone- 200
#4n0r3xia#i will be thinner#th1n$po#tw ed rant#i wanna lose weight#i wanna be weightless#tw ana diary#ana rant#tw ana fast#anorex14#ana dairy#tw ana trigger#ana meal#tw ana shit#ana trigger#tw ed diet#ed not ed sheeran#tw disordered eating#ed bllog#ed not sheeren
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