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redsbrainrot · 5 months

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An extremely controversial ranking of Mariokart 8’s 95 courses.

I know there’s 96 but I’ve missed one and can’t figure out for the life of me which one it was. Please help.

Wii rainbow road - nostalgic banger, made easier in this game tho

3DS rainbow road - fucking beautiful, was my number 1 but wii just had a special place in my heart

Big blue - a masterpiece

Mount wario - another masterpiece

Coconut mall - let down by its remakes but still a classic

Maple treeway - pumpkin spice latte

Waluigi stadium - it’s fucking waluigi stadium

Daisy circuit - a beautiful and classic course

Sunshine airport - the star cup in 8 is just the best cup

DK’s snowboard cross - prefer Wii’s but I still love it nonetheless

Waluigi pinball - DS had me in a chokehold

Daisy cruiser - mesmerising

Squeaky clean spirit - probably the best new course out the whole pack

Bowser’s castle 3 - simple but fucking amazing

Bowser’s castle - a banger

Mute city - speed

DK mountain - why are the turns harder to pull off in 8

Peach gardens - was my favourite as a 6 year old

Excitebike arena - carnage

DK Jungle - the great banana

Dolphin shoals - George Michael

Electrodrome - boing

Singapore speedway - shiny

Moonview highway - wii nostalgia

Merry mountain - um overhated it’s fucking Xmas themed

Wario stadium - again, loved it on DS and 8 did it justice as a remake

Koopa cape - the most butchered wii remake

Rosalina’s ice world - SUPER OVERHATED IDC I LOVE IT THE MUSIC WAS BEAUTIFUL IN 8 DEFINITELY A STEP UP FROM 3DS SUCK MY DICK

Royal raceway - pretty pink

Yoshi valley - playing this with noobs is the best

Melody motorway - 3DS nostalgia

Grumble volcano - meh

Mushroom gorge - best on wii

64 rainbow road - meh, still fun

Wario’s goldmine - prefer it on 8 cause wii was just rage inducing

SNES rainbow road - shroom high

Shy guy falls - mew woosh

Kalimari desert - meh

Piranha plant cove - ooh pretty :0

Hyrule Circuit - dun duuuun dun dun dun dun dun duuuuun

Cloudtop cruise - meh

Mario circuit - can’t even remember which one this was

Toad harbour - used to love it but now I get bored

Yoshi’s island - never played it so don’t really care

Boo lake - good remake

Tick tock clock - got bored of this one

Cheep cheep beach - loved it on DS

Vancouver velocity - music is alright

Mario kart stadium - boring

Ribbon road - pretty good (would swap rankings but I cba)

Rainbow Road 8 - I wanna like it but it’s just so meh

Moo moo meadows - fight me

Piranha plant pipeway - alright I guess

Baby park - mehhhhhhhh

Mario circuit DS - mehhhhhhhh

Alpine pass - done dirty

Sydney sprint - eh

Toad circuit - get fucked

Sweet sweet canyon - cool aesthetic lame ass gameplay

Paris promenade - alright

Choco mountain - overhyped

Thwomp ruins - not keen

Mario circuit - again I don’t know which one this is

Sherbet land - no

Snow land - no

Koopa city - I like the vibe but I hate it online

Animal crossing - mEh

Riverside park - a let down

Donut plains 3 - heheheheheb 69

Athens dash - alright

Bangkok rush - mEh

New York Minute - eh?

Berlin Byways - music is good but it’s boring

Tokyo blur - for Tokyo this sucks

Toad’s turnpike - womp womp

Water park - water who

Twisted mansion - just put luigi’s mansion in instead and we’ll all be happy

Madrid drive - this comes up like 50 times online and I hate it

Sunset wilds - boring

Dry dry desert - I hate the desert ones

Ice ice outpost - wouldn’t pick it

Super bell subway - liked it at first but it got old quickly

Wild woods - sick of it

Sky High Sunday - an eyesore

LA laps - not enough shit

Shroom bridge - had enough shit

Sky garden - let down

London loop - easy, boring

Rome avanti - the city tracks just flop huh

Ninja hideaway - I HATE IT I HA IT HATE IT

Mario circuit 3 - why is this in every game

Amsterdam drift - I hate the dutch

Dragon driftway - I cant stand it

Bone dry dunes - worst track ever

Cheeseland - wait no, this is. I hate cheese land. It makes me feel sick. I’m lactose intolerant but I love cheese. But I hate cheese land. Whenever anyone picks it I officially hate them as much as I hate this course. Kill it. Burn it. Erase it. Get rid of it.

#super mario #mario bros #mario kart #mario kart 8 #booster course pass #rainbow road #nintendo wii #nintendo 3ds #nintendo #nintendo ds #snes #gba #double dash #mario kart wii #coconut mall #you just got coconut malled #rosalina #princess peach #princess daisy

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furbearingbrick · 2 years

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you just got NATIONAL MALLED!

tag a friend to totally NATIONAL MALL them!

#brick attempts to be funny #reblog games #large text #washington dc #you just got coconut malled #memes

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thatgamingkid45 · 1 year

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Why does “Cure For Me” by AURORA scratch that itch for me? Ik it’s been out for a while, but like, I just discovered it a few days ago.

Maybe it’s the coconut mall references, but honestly it’s a bop either way. Go have a listen!

#cure for me #Aurora #you just got coconut malled #music rant #music rants #blog post #the cat is rambling again #Spotify

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jazzjlan · 7 months

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you just got alivel malled

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#you just got alivel malled #kirby #kirby nintendo #meme #kirby and the forgotten land #Youtube #coconut mall

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i-generated-nonsense · 5 months

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mario kart wii

#you just got coconut mall'd #coconut mall #rainbow road #mario #mario circuit #banana peel #nonsensegenerator

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azulock · 6 months

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what they smell like

I was made to spend one hour walking the mall with a friend for him to choose a perfume, so thank his indecisive ass for this. Anyway, here, perfume choice headcanons for the guys, cause smell is a love language if you are weird enough for it.

Mikage Reo

Let's face it, he is ultra rich, got that generational wealth, so he has a library of perfumes and colognes, and all the best hair and skin products, so he smells good all the time. Will vary the perfume according to occasion, season, time of the day, if he is gonna be indoors or outdoors and such. Doesn't try to keep to a type of smell, or specific notes, his brand is more about general vibes. Low key always wearing expensive shit, even though it may smell simple.

I think on his daily life he'd wear something floral and herbal, slightly sweet, like jasmine, lemon grass, some watery notes. Now for perfume itself, for warmer days it'd be something with marine and citric notes, like ambergris and lemon, it gives an ocean freshness that matches the season. And for colder days it'd be something woody, smokey, and a bit sweet, so like oud and vanilla, and maybe some amber to make it warm and deep.

For curiosity, ambergris and oud are some of the most expensive shit you can put in a perfume, so is real jasmine.

Nagi Seishiro

Has whatever Reo buys him, and only uses perfume when he has to. Only reason he doesn't smell like Axe is because Reo got rid of that shit and stockpiled him with better smelling body spray and high quality soap bars. Probably receives Reo's hand me downs, but some smells he considers too strong so he doesn't use.

Likes to smell like water, and my e a bit citric - reminds him of lemon tea. Probably smells like seawater and wood on a daily basis, maaaaybe a bit of mint, he smells like a little ship drifting in the waves, very chill. As for perfume, for sure picks one thing and sticks to it, again water, but now with lemon, and mandarin, and maybe amber underneath, has the slightest kick, but still chill.

Shidou Ryusei

Looks like he wouldn't care, but he does, and smelling just right without giving away that he cares is a conscious effort. Aware enough to have like a winter and summer perfume, but probably sticks to the same cologne all year round, or at most he'll have a second one. He tries to stay on brand with his smell, and it definitely does give off the same vibe as him.

His cologne is probably earthy and spicy, and maybe a bit floral, so like, cinnamon and cloves, and flowers like iris or magnolia. It projects the same fire his personality has but with no way the same intensity. For the perfumes it just takes that basis and ramps it up, for warmer days it's something more earthy and floral, so like spices and iris or carnation, with maybe metallic notes to give it a punch. For colder days he leans more into spicy and woody, with peppers, sandalwood and patchouli, with some leather thrown in there and maybe incense.

Sendo Shuto

He tries very hard, may not have PhD levels of understanding but he understands enough. A little afraid of venturing too much, but probably has two perfumes and a couple of colognes. The colognes probably keep a more low-key vibe while the perfumes venture out just a bit. Overall, likes smelling fresh and clean. Probably stopped relying on deodorants when he noticed Oliver doesn't.

His cologne is like a fresh out of the bath smell, but all day - find you a man who smells clean. So water notes, a bit floral, like jasmine or lavender, and citric like lemon. The perfume doesn't stray too far from that, just variations on a theme. I think they'd all have that rain smell, like ozone, but he'd have a warmer one - which leans more into woods, like oak, and a bit of leather; and a fresher one - which leans into the citric aspect, like grapefruit and mandarin, and maybe a hint of coconut to make it a tiny bit sweet.

Oliver Aiku

Red flag, professional fuckboy. Learned enough to always smell nice, cause he never knows when he might need to shoot his shot. He knows a good smell makes for a nice first impression, leaves a mark on someone's memory and makes them want to be closer to you, so he always makes full effort. Will have multiple colognes and a couple of perfumes, divides them by season and that's enough for him. He does have a specific type of smell he sticks to, and sadly it's all the red flag ones - never trust a guy who wears musk.

His cologne is going to be earthy, warm and welcoming, it smells like sandalwood and oak moss, with something of leather and even notes of water. Now for perfumes he is pulling in the red flag smell: musk. For the warmer days he is going to pull that fresh rain and marine smell, with a bit of spices, like ginger or cardamom, but the leather and musk are still there in the background. Now, for colder days he lays more on the woody and sweet smells, like oak and cedar, as well as honey and vanilla, the leather and musk still hold strong in there too, might have some smokey notes or even whiskey notes too if he wants something extra.

#bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #oliver aiku x reader #ryusei shido x reader #seishiro nagi x reader #mikage reo x reader #sendo shuto x reader #there was a chigiri and kunigami ones but it became too much let me know if you'd like those

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girlylukehughes · 8 months

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lake house takeover

ethan edwards x zegras!reader

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ynzegras: summer on film! (shout out to jack and quinn for letting me steal your house for the last two weeks of august! i love you guys!)

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jackhughes: you're welcome! at least it was spotless when we got back unlike when i let someone else, *cough trevorzegras cough*, have it for two days.

^ynzegras: yeah he still can't work the dishwasher in his apartment jamie calls me just so we can laugh at him

^^trevorzegras: i hate you both.

trevorzegras: literally who's birthday was it

^ynzegras: no one's we just wanted cake

_quinnhughes: why didn't you have this camera for the first half of summer?

^ynzegras: i did i just wanted to keep my film for the girls trip!

^^lhughes06: lame 👎🏻

edwards.73: we need the film cam when you take media pics

^markestapa: i agree

^^dylanduke25: me too

^^^lucafantilli: me three

^^^^ynzegras: it'll be there

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ynzegras: full summer dump!

tagged: trevorzegras, markestapa, mackie.samo, edwards.73, colecaufield, jackhughes, _alexturcotte, lhughes06, g.brindley4, _quinnhughes

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trevorzegras: WHO IS THAT

trevorzegras: YN WHO THE FUCK IS THAT

^ynsegras: shhhhhhh

^^trevorzegras: WHAT

lhughes06: oh you're bold for this one

^ynzegras: it's an arm🤷🏻‍♀️ he can't work a dishwasher i doubt he can go all fbi with an arm

mackie.samo: i still swear on everything a fish bit me that night.

edwards.73: markestapa mackie.samo we look so good here

^markestapa: we so do

^^mackie.samo: we really do

^^^ynzegras: i agree

^^^^trevorzegras: WHAT IS THIS

colecaufield: miss you baby z!

^ynzegras: miss you too!

_alexturcotte: literally how did you get that picture

^ynzegras: im the one you sent it to while you were wasted😭

_quinnhughes: i miss that coconut

^jackhughes: they were so good

lhughes06: out of all the pics you took that has to be the worst one of me and gavin.

^g.brindley4: i honestly don't remember taking that.

^^ynhughes: it's the only one that not blurry 😐

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ynzegras: well you know what they say!

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lhughes06: and what if i send this to her brother

^ynzegras: luke hughes if you so dare i will get my happy ass on a flight to nj and use the spare key jack gave me to beat your ass

^^lhughes06: you're broke how are you gonna get a flight

^^^ynzegras: trevor's still logged into american airlines on my phone it'll charge him

^^^^lhughes06:....currently replacing the locks

trevorzegras: hmmmmm

^ynzegras: go away

dylanduke25: a cowboy is a man, typically one on horseback, who herds and tends cattle, especially in the western US and as represented in westerns and novels.

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ynzegras: save a horse!

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trevorzegras: luke you were supposed to make sure this DIDNT happen.

^ynzegras: funny story... me and ethan met BEFORE umich. we traded snaps when we were seniors in high school

^^trevorzegras: WHAT

^^^lhughes06: WHAT

^^^^markestapa: WHAT

^^^^^ynzegras: trevorzegras remember when you LEFT ME at that mall in canada? when i said i got an uber i lied, i met ethan and he drove me back to the airbnb

edwards.73: you're so pretty

^ynzegras: mwah mwah mwah

colecaufield: baby z pulls?

^ynzegras: i do!

user61: puck bunny

^ynzegras: fangirls when my first and only boyfriend plays hockey

^^user83: oh she cleared😭

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marvels-meme · 6 months

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do you have any more Marvels related head-cannons? your last ones were amazing!

I'm always happy to share some headcanons!

Since Carol is basically indestructible, Monica and Kamala will just throw random things at her. This includes books, phones, hard light crystals, waterbottles and one time a microwave.

Monica is the only one who has a drivers licence. Carol can drive but hasn't renewed her licence since the 80's. Kamala can't drive but is amazing at Mario Kart and always insists that she can drive a car as long as Coconut Mall music is playing whilst she's driving it.

After learning what Ao3 is Carol starting reading fanfic about herself because she's nosy.

Monica writes Star Wars fanfiction. Like the longfic, super well written, very lore invested kind.

Monica is a god at making powerpoints. She knows every tip and trick there is.

Kamala created a Minecraft realm and forced convinced Monica and Carol to play with her. The two of them have no stuff because they're absolutely shit at it and just freeload off Kamala's multi millon block megabase which has every item, build and farm known to man.

Carol did a "Captain Marvel answers the Internets most searched questions" interview, except she answered the questions super cryptically and just made everyone a billion times more confused.

Monica technically keeps her identity a secret but she doesn't wear a mask. Like she'll take selfies with fans and say "Yeah my name is Monica" but whenever the government try and approach her she's like "Wdym. My name isn't Monica. Prove that my name is Monica."

Kamala is one of the people who are like "I'm gonna learn a new language" and signs up for seventy Memrise courses and then forgets about them. She has started Basic French Animals seven times.

Carol is warm. Space is cold. Whenever they're in space, Monica and Kamala try to find not-so-subtle reasons to hug her because she's basically a heater.

Kamala wanted to adopt a flerkitten but her ammi said no. Monica adopted the flerkitten instead and Kamala insists on giving the flerkitten at least 2583057 treats whenever she visits.

Monica uses her powers to reach through people whenever they're in the way instead of asking them to move. It's a little bit unsettling because you could be stood in front of an oven and she'll just stick her hand through your stomach to adjust a dial. She finds it hilarious though.

Kamala made an official Ms Marvel TikTok. Someone dared to comment that she didn't know Captain Marvel, so she posted a TikTok of Carol falling down the stairs. It went viral and got 12 million views.

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melancholicbutterflies · 9 months

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a Papa Bear story

♡ PART IV ♡

Characters: Reader, Elvis Presley, Momma, Macy, Tommy, Danny, Mary

Summary: You get asked out on a double date with Macy.

Tags/Warnings: controlling!elvis, subtle themes of domestic violence

Word Count: 2,858

IT ALL HAPPENED so fast. You, Macy, Tommy, and Danny were talking one day after class, and Tommy had the bold idea to go on a double date. Him and Macy, you and Danny. Since the few weeks you'd seen each other at the Mall, you couldn't deny you were hoping something else would come out of it, but you never imagined it would happen so quickly, and the word date would be thrown around! Macy accepted on both of your behalf, and the matter was settled. Next Saturday you'd all go mini golfing and then to a diner afterwards. It would have been perfect if there weren't one not so tiny issue to deal with: you'd have to run the plan by your daddy first, who'd no doubt shut the whole thing down before you could say 'Jack Robinson'.

You waited on the ledge outside school for your momma to pick you up to go home. She was a little late getting there, but it gave you ample time to come up with some ideas to get your way. "Hey Momma," you greeted her, getting into the front seat.

"Hey, baby. What's got you so happy today?"

"Well, I got some good news."

"Good news? What's that?" She pulled away from the curb, glancing at you in curiosity.

"I got asked out. Well, not just me, but my friend Macy, too."

"A double date?" Momma whistled, "that's nice, dear. Your first one, right?"

"Yeah!"

"I'm real happy for you, baby. Not sure how your Daddy's gonna take it, though."

"Yeah..." You said quieter, fiddling with your hands on your skirt. "Actually, about that—"

"Oh no," she shook her head, interrupting you. "I'm not keeping this from him. He'll tan both our hides!"

"Well, no, not keep, per se, just if you could tell him real gently. Maybe he'd take it better from you. I... I really want this, and, and, he has a way of flying off the handle sometimes."

"Don't I know it. Listen, I'll break the news to him slow and gentle-like. I have my ways," she winked back at you. You had no idea what that meant, but you recalled the way he'd come out of their shared bedroom in a better mood than when he went in and figured it had something to do with that. Maybe your momma was magical. You wished she'd share it with you!

Later at dinner, which Elvis was able to be there for after getting a few days off from touring, your momma took over from Mary, the housekeeper, to serve him one of his favorite meals of all time, fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. She did have Mary prepare a coconut cake, however, which would be served with dessert. Elvis slapped his hands together as he sat at the head of the table, grinning down as he was scooped his dish.

"Now this is a welcome home, honey," he smacked your momma's hide, although gently, causing her to blush as she went around to serve you, and then finally herself before sitting opposite Elvis at the other end. You sat adjacent to both of them. After saying grace, you all dug in; you were kicking your legs as you took in your first few bites. Your momma had surely outdone herself!

"Damn, oughta leave for longer next time," your step daddy groaned, eyes closing momentarily as he savored each bite. You pulled your fork away from your mouth which had some chicken pierced on it. "Don't say that, Daddy. I love having you home. We both do."

He turned to look at you fondly, holding your other hand under the table. "Oh, honey bee, I miss y'all too. I hate being on the road so long. It's real lonesome. And a helluva a lot worse on my stomach, too!"

You giggled, but out of the corner of your eye you saw your momma pinch her nose some. She always did that when she disagreed with something. Whatever it was, she decided to keep it to herself, and you figured it had to do with wanting to keep Elvis content when she broke the news.

"You slave away all day on this?" He asked. "No, not all day, but it passed the time. Was nice getting back into cooking again," your momma replied. Since you both came to Graceland to live with Elvis, he'd had his staff stay on and continue their jobs. Mary was in charge of cooking and other household affairs, and she took it very seriously. There was hardly a day your momma was allowed to cook, and while at first she loved the change of pace, she now missed the more mundane tasks.

"Well, if I didn't know any better I'd think you used my own Momma's recipe. She used to make this for me all the time back in the day." You of course had never known Gladys, but you heard so many good things about the woman. The way your daddy spoke of her she was practically a saint in his eyes.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it so much, dear."

"Mhm. Say, how was your day, darlin'?" He spoke to you first, eying you up as he kept shoveling food into his mouth. Your daddy sure could eat; as such he got the biggest plate, and he always finished what was put in front of him.

"It was good..." You said, glancing at your lap. "Yeah?" He hummed. "What was good about it?" You glanced at your mother in a way you thought was surreptitious, but only got your daddy's hackles up. "What was good about it, doll?" He pressed, now too glancing at momma.

"I'll tell you later, dear." Momma said as you too spoke: "I'm a bit tired," and that was a mistake, because Elvis stopped eating. Which was never a good sign.

"What happened?" He repeated. "Someone gon' tell me?"

There was an awkward pause, so quiet you could hear someone out mowing the many lawns of Graceland mansion. "Well?" Daddy's voice started to get testier. You figured it was better to be out with it; he was impatient and stubborn as a mule. He'd all too happily wait you out and be worser for it.

Momma spoke first: "Well, dear, Y/N here got asked out on a date. A double date," she emphasized, "so don't go blowin' anything out of proportion."

"Who said anythin' about blowin' anything out of proportion?" He said, strangely calm.

Momma opened her mouth, then closed it, choosing her words carefully as she too sat down her fork. "Well, you know, honey, I love you, but sometimes you can overreact—"

"Overreact? I'm perfectly able to hold my damn temper," he bit out the words, fist clenching around his napkin. It was utterly ironic, and you couldn't help the giggle that slipped from your mouth, much to momma's widened eyes.

Your daddy's head shifted to you so fast he might've gotten whiplash. "And you, lil' girl, what have you got to say for yourself? Huh? And what's so goddamn funny?!"

"Nothing."

"Yeah, don't sound like nothin'. Who is this boy, anyhow? Ain't I tell you to stay away from 'em? Didn't you promise me?"

"Elvis!" Your momma cried. "Now why would you tell her a thing like that—?"

"Shut your mouth, woman, I'm talkin'. Y/N, you're testin' my patience, speak up!"

Your good mood evaporated at his cold tone, and you saw your momma felt similarly hurt. He hadn't ever yelled at her from what you'd heard, and it wasn't something your real daddy ever did, so it frightened you some. You didn't ever think Elvis would lay a hand on you or momma, but his booming voice shook you to your core. You knew his mood could turn on a dime.

"Uh... U-um..."

"What," he said it like 'wot', his southern twang coming out more in his anger. "Out with it!"

"You're scaring the poor girl," Momma interrupted again, quickly silenced by a glare cut her way.

"H-he's just a boy from school. We're in the same grade together."

"Gimme a name."

"Danny," you whispered.

He stroked his chin, which was developing a five-o'clock shadow. "And how'd ya... hatch this lil' plan o' yours?" He sneered.

"Well, it wasn't really me—"

"Don't lie to me, hunny, you're already on thin ice!"

"I'm not," and you looked him in the eye as you said this. "It was another boy—"

"Another boy? How many boys you been talkin' too?!"

"Oh, Elvis, let the girl speak!"

"Didn't I tell you—"

"Enough!" You shouted. Both of your parents looked at you as if you'd gone crazy. Maybe you had. But you didn't like this! Your daddy had only barely come home and he was already ruining everything!

"Y/N," Momma cried in shock as Elvis went, "Oh, you're in for it now, Y/N Presley!" And you believed him, because he rarely used your name, preferring a term of endearment, and he never, ever used your full name. But all your feelings caught up to you then: you were angry he didn't understand you, and sad that he was being so mean to you and momma, and that he'd probably ruin this shot at happiness for you when you didn't even get to experience it. It was all just so unfair!

"Lil' girl, don't you dare run away from me!" Elvis warned, but you had already taken off, getting a head start that allowed you to climb the stairs faster and slip into your bedroom, shutting the door and locking it behind you. This was another one of your daddy's rules you'd broken: leave your door open, so that he can check on you. You imagined locking it was the equivalent of all hell breaking loose. At this point you didn't care, and besides, daddy was already so furious with you, so what was one more nail in the coffin?

You heard the doorknob jerking from left to right as you laid in bed with the covers over your head, sobbing. Faintly you heard your step daddy order you to 'open this door right now, or else!' You kept shouting 'no' and cried louder. Finally, Elvis seemed to give up, for it grew real quiet and the shadow under the door disappeared. You cried yourself to sleep that night, hugging your big bear to you that Elvis had won at a county fair one summer. It was your favorite bear, and even if you were angry at its owner, it made you calm down enough to fall asleep.

The next morning you slept in, wanting to delay the inevitable as long as you possibly could. Finally, the smell of pancakes and bacon roused you from your bedroom; your stomach was gurgling loudly from not having gone to bed early without finishing dinner. And you knew Mary made the best breakfast in town.

As you crept downstairs, rubbing your eyes, you heard your parents talking in hushed tones, heads bent towards each other. They lifted as they caught you coming around the corner. "Look who's up," your momma said, smiling tiredly. "How'd you sleep?"

Your eyes flit to Elvis, who looked not at all like himself. For one thing, he usually slept in later then you, so even half past eleven was early for him. But more than that, he looked defeated and continued to distance himself from you. You'd hoped he'd calmed down since last night, maybe even come around some. At least he wasn't yelling at you or momma anymore.

"Y/N?" Momma tried again to get your attention.

"Oh, quit you're worryin'. The girl looks fine ta me," Elvis muttered. "Certainly took her time comin' down here. Ain't realize we were such horrible company to keep. "

Momma frowned at him, sighing. "Oh, dear, don't be that way." She'd never say so, but she was starting to feel like there were two children she had to take care of in this household.

"And what way am I bein'?" He groused. She didn't bother answering, knowing it wasn't a fight he'd ever let her win. "I'm goin' back upstairs. Didn't sleep a wink last night."

"But you've barely eaten!"

"I lost my appetite," he bit out, striding past you, monogramed bathrobe whipping past him, stirring some air around you in his hasty departure.

You felt real awful, felt some tears accumulating at the corner of your eyes; you hated to see your daddy so upset with you, and it didn't look like it was anything you could do about it. He'd just have to cooldown. You worried you might have lost your close relationship with him in the process, though. Momma quickly came to comfort you, "Oh, don't cry, baby. Your daddy's just... havin' a hard time comin' around to the fact that you're growing up is all."

"That's it?"

"Yeah. He just needs some time alone right now." She looked at you. "For some reason he's got it set in his mind that you shouldn't be around boys. Said it wasn't proper, and was insisting on maintaing your purity."

"Purity?" You questioned.

"It's got to do with his religious habits, I 'spose. Anyway, I said that's not right to shelter a growing girl like that, she'd only resent him for it and be even more curious to seek out that attention from boys in ways that are even worse. Hell, it's what I did. Your grammy didn't even want me going to school with other kids and decided to homeschool me."

"Really? I didn't know that momma." She nodded. "Over time it caused a rift between us, and it wasn't until I was on my own for several years that we repaired it and I saw where she was comin' from, although I still didn't entirely agree with the way she went about it."

"Still," she went on. "Maybe I shouldn't a' said that, because he got himself all wrapped around the axel again at the idea of you following after me in that way and he went and spoiled his breakfast." She shook her head, laughing a bit. "Live and learn, I guess."

This was a lot of information for you to take in. "What should I do?" You asked pleadingly. "I hate to have daddy so upset with me. We never fight like this..."

"Just give him time," she reminded you. "And for God's sake, don't let this delicious breakfast go to waste!"

Later that day, Daddy was sitting out on the lawn tanning, reading a book. It had an angel on the front and you figured it had to be another one of his religious ones. He was always reading them. "Hey Daddy, can I talk to you?"

He didn't immediately do or say anything, and you thought he was now giving you the silent treatment, but finally he laid his book flat on his chest, peering over at you with a raised brow. "I'm listenin'," he said.

You shuffled back and forth on your feet as you tried to think of what to say to move past this rift between you two. You didn't want to give up your burgeoning freedom, but it was worse having him stay mad at you like this; you just couldn't bear it any longer.

"'M sorry for hurting you like I did last night. It was all so new and... and, I didn't even know what I was really saying yes to. I just wanted to fit in but none of that matters if I don't have my daddy anymore."

Some of what you said might've been the right thing, for he opened his arms wide to fold you into his embrace. "You have me, honey bee, you have me. But thank you for sayin' that, baby. I hate fightin' too, and I missed ya somethin' real awful. You know we ain't ever gone to bed mad? And I don't wanna start now." He began peppering you with kisses to your cheek and forehead, no longer held back. It made your heart sing to be close again with your daddy; when he was sweet like this to you there was no one that made you happier on earth.

"But ya gotta understand why I was so angry with you, pumpkin. Ya know that, right?"

You picked at his shirt where the buttons lay open on his big hairy chest. "Yeah, daddy, I know."

"I need to hear you say it, darlin'." He picked up your chin to look him in the eye with his forefinger.

"It's 'cause I disobeyed you."

"And how did you disobey me, hunny?"

"I agreed to go on a date with a boy."

"That's right, baby." He kissed you some more, real sweet-like. "Why's that wrong?"

"Because...because they're trouble and I'm a special girl, and you don't want nothin' bad to happen to me."

He hummed, looking like a weight was lifted off him. "That's right, satnin. My special, innocent little girl." He patted my hair with a smile so wide it made my heart hurt.

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hausofanya · 4 months

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FANMADE VIDEO

[ AUTOMATED VOICE. ] hi. friendly neighborhood anyangi here back at it again with another highly requested cléo moments video. and since i love my wife, why the hell not. here’s a brief background for those who somehow got this on their youtube rec and don’t know who this absolute STUNNER is.

cléo, born cléo anya torell, is a member of the fucking powerhouse that is called stray kids. they are a idol group under jyp entertainment and she is their main vocalist. her voice is literal gold. she wasn’t called the golden voice in high school for nothing. don’t believe me? listen to this:

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sorry for how long that was…. and i had to keep in that last run in because that cover was ELEGANT. genuinely gave me chills. yebba and cléo collab when… but anyway.

along with being a vocalist, she also writes, produces, raps, acts, and plays several instruments. SELF. TAUGHT. you just had to be there when she trolled an entire stadium worth of fans when rumors spread about her playing were thought to be ‘prerecorded’ in 2020. nobody in their right mind plays fucking megalovania to prove they’ve been playing piano since they were little. iconic tbh. you just had to be there.

since then, it’s sparked a trend for idols to play silly songs live to prove their musical abilities. notable performances by cléo also include coconut mall, the peanut’s theme, and an impressed rick roll in our lovely year of 2023.

( okay but megalovania though. 😭 of all songs i’m so weak— you would thinks she would have played something cute but NOOOO. it gives CHEESE energy a little bit. im so here for it. )

when you first get into stray kids, you probably think her being the only girl makes her the most sane one. people have that misconception with seungmin, too. that because they’re not as reactionary as the others, that they’re calm as hell. well i implore you to watch the skzcode episode where they did that horror house. felix may have been the scaredy cat when kittyracha had their turn, but by now we should know cléo is NAWT a fan of bugs.

the boys making her dig out the key through the slime was so cold 😭 the scream she let out ?? literally broke the sound barrier. ariana grade who… mariah carey where….

anyway, just don’t mention bugs around her and we’re good. because i would like to still be able to hear. and without further ado, here are my favorite cléo moments.

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— HYUNJIN X CLÉO 2KIDS EP

“…come to think of it, i knew you did ice skating. so i don’t know how the others didn’t. did you not tell them?”

cléo appears smug, seemingly recalling the moment the two had been talking about. the pair are talking about a moment shared back in their high school days, when comes to a surprise to the group that cléo knows how to ice skate.

“well, not professionally at least. like most things i know how to do, i taught myself how to skate. on ice and on skates, too.” she then pauses, confused. “i didn’t tell them? i’m sure that would have come up at random.”

“well, i remember complaining about you not teaching me.” hyunjin crosses his arms petulantly, much to cléo’s visibly growing amusement. “even when we were back in high school. you absolutely refused to teach me!”

cléo can’t hold her laugh in anymore, bursting into louder laughter as hyunjin’s complains rise in volume. it even amps up to them tussling over the throw pillows, cléo still laughing the entire time.

“it’s not like i had ill intentions? look—” cléo tries to quell his comically growing tantrum, but the fact that she’s still half laughing as she talks only fuels him the more.

“four years!” cléo sputters out a strangled laugh ( gasp? girl help … ) in response, startled at hyunjin’s sudden exclamation. “when i met you, you said you’d been skating for four years! you were depriving me—”

“you watch too much anime.”

“—of my— oh, shut up.” cléo snickers as he shoves her shoulder. “i could have been gliding on ice professionally by now.”

the mood suddenly takes a comical u-turn, with hyunjin pouting as cléo’s expression turns increasingly deadpanned—the way it normally does before she says something out of pocket. ( i’m already laughing pls help— 😭 )

“sweetheart.. with all due respect—and i’m going to touch your hand when i say this,” cléo starts, taking his hands in hers with a serious expression that leaves her friend dumbfounded. “just because you’re an amazing dancer doesn’t mean you’ll hold up well on ice. i didn’t bring up ice skating with you because when we went rollerblading you could barely stand up without clinging to the railing like a baby deer.”

cléo then turns to the camera with the same serious expression. “it took five people to peel his body off the floor. it was very embarrassing. someday i’ll post the pictures. maybe on his birthday.”

“wAIT NO—”

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— NCLÉO INTERVIEW #1

“you don’t wear heels?”

“not really. i’m already tall enough, i think.” cléo shuffles her hosting cards and smiles, gently tapping them against the bureau to straighten them out. “plus i heard it’s like an indirect insult to people under five feet seven to wear heels around them. i’m being respectful, yeah?”

johnny poorly hides a laugh into the collar of his shirt.

“i think it’s really admirable when men do it, though. no really! i’m actually serious,” cléo grins when her guests begin to laugh in surprise. “‘cause my legs absolutely check out within the first few hours. i don’t remember who it was, but i saw an idol kill a performance in stilettos. i can’t even do that. props to them for real. cause what use are my ankles when they can’t even execute their god-given purposes.”

( i really think this moment was unscripted cause girl looked genuinely confused when mark started choking on his water 😭😭😭 )

mark scurries off backstage as haechan falls over in his chair, his laugh almost bouncing off the studio walls as cléo looks on in bewilderment. ( IT WAS REAL TO HIM!! )

jaehyun wipes genuine tears from his eyes before looking off camera and descending into hysterics again. the camera pans to mark consulting a stylist ( who looks seconds from laughing herself ) about his drenched shirt, making everyone on set succumb back to laughter.

to add a cherry on top, cléo looks into the camera with wide eyes. “are these grounds to be sued.. sm entertainment i am so sorry.”

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— RED LIGHTS MAKING FILM

while chan and hyunjin are seemingly distracted going over choreography, cléo wanders off set still clad in her mv outfit much to the surprise of her assigned staff and cameraperson. they’re quick to pan the view over to her, where she looks to be scrutinizing the chained bed soon to be seen in the music video.

she then looks down at her outfit, white from head to toe just like her partners with chains locked around her body in crossing patterns, and stifles a shocked sound as if she’s had a revelation. it catches her bandmates’ attention, looking over at her as she turns around to meet their gazes.

“when we decided the concept was going to be sexy, i was thinking like. maybe skin showing. that’s normal. we do that all the time. this?” cléo points at the bed again, eyes wide, “this is straight up debauchery. stays are going to pass out. most of them are kids! i don’t want to be responsible for emotional and financial compensation!”

hyunjin nearly falls over at how distressed she looks, just about crumpling to the ground in laughter as chan looks at the camera for assistance. getting none, especially with his partners in various states of hysterics, he sighs and looks up to the ceiling for strength.

“christopher! think of the children! and—” cléo clutches at her heart as if pain, amping up the theatrics as hyunjin practically writhes on the floor. “the PARENTS. what are we going to do when we perform this and there are PARENTS IN THE CROWD.”

staff can be heard stifling their laughter as chan genuinely looks at a loss for words. his disbelief is almost tangible as he turns to stare at the bed as well, which is ultimately what makes cléo’s façade crack before she starts giggling.

“we should add a viewer discretion before the performance. ‘warning: may include vigorous gyrating and writhing on the floor. may also include—’”

cléo is lovingly cut off by a hand over her mouth, an amusedly ticked off chan dragging her away from the camera to the sound of hyunjin cackling in the background.

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— NO BADDIES, NO BADDIES, NO CAR…

“so i hear you’re an nct fan. an nctzen? czennie, i think is what they’re called.”

“yeah!” cléo responds enthusiastically to the interviewer, beaming brightly at the camera. “i’ve interviewed them myself, too. great band of great people. fun and fresh.”

“that’s exactly what i wanted to talk to you about actually.” cléo looks mildly surprised, but shifts in her seat to face the interviewer more directly. “you always credit one of your best friends as the reason why you’ve become such a big fan of other groups.”

“no, definitely. moniqa’s always been a big part of my life, so it’s natural her likes kinda bleed into mine a bit, you know?” the interviewer nods, making cléo smile faintly. “right. so please don’t take this lightly when i say she’s the biggest nctzen i know.”

cléo laughs as the small studio audience cheers, prompting her to point off camera. “they get it!”

“so moniqa is the reason why you’ve listed all these groups as your current favorites.”

“oh, yeah. i kinda regret making my personal spotify public cause now people can see what i listen to 24/7. cause the amount of people who were like ‘STRAY KIDS NCT COLLAB???’ just because hot sauce or ay-yo would come on shuffle were so—”

cléo buries her face in her hands in exaggerated fashion as the set laughs.

“stop reading into my listens so hard! i just like music!”

“so speaking of music, i heard you got into a bit of a heated debate over a song with moniq—oh.” the interviewer looks surprised as cléo’s expression morphs into one of passive smugness, quickly wiped off just when the camera shifts to her. “what—”

“hm?”

“you just—”

“so we were playing a game,” cléo starts, purposely ignoring the interviewer grasping at straws, which makes the audience laugh. “where we had to guess the song that came up just by the first couple of notes. me being the competitive person i am, who just so happened to be influenced by the biggest nctzen i know, kept getting neck to neck ties with moniq. and i could tell it was pissing her off a little bit. cause admittedly, i was being a little sh—.”

( they really censored her like that…. 🙄😒 )

“and she got designer by 127 WRONG. which was so funny to me.” pausing when the interviewer looks confused, she reiterates, “it was on the same album as two baddies! you know… two baddies, two baddies, one ridiculously expensive car… and speaking on two baddies—”

( 🎶 TWO BADDIES TWO BADDIES ONE PORSCHE 🎶 )

“—i did my research when that song dropped.”

the interviewers audibly sputters, nearly dropping his cue cards. “you did research?”

“a porsche can fit five people,” cléo continues as if she hadn’t heard him, making the audience laugh again. “what happened to the other two baddies. can’t believe they would kick two other baddies to the curb like that. what did the other two baddies do? all four of them could fit in my rover.”

“you have a rover—”

“and that’s not considering extra optional third row seating. so not only are there now ZERO baddies in your porsche, now you’re stuck paying for the car your bought to impress them. kai had a vision when he chose a rover. and i’m inclined to agree.”

( the interviewer was too stunned to speak… 😭 )

the set is in hysterics by the time she stops talking, even the camera work shaking as the person struggles to keep the frame straight. what’s worse is that cléo looks completely serious, making the interviewer huff a disbelieving laugh.

“should we call you miss rover then?”

“please look forward to my solo album,” cléo tacks on the joke, complete with a bow that makes him laugh. “i’ll ask a neo who can drive to feature on the title track.”

( GIRL I— 😭😭😭😭 )

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— RUN KITTY RUN ( COFFEE WITH THE BOYZ )

“—welcome members sangyeon, eric, kevin, and juyeon of the boyz!”

the audience claps as the four walk out on the cushioned set, smiling and waving at the camera before they bow and sit down, cléo and guest co-host moniq doing the same. cléo waits for the cheers to die down before she speaks…

…and promptly forgets every word in both the english and korean language when she locks eyes with sangyeon.

the boys looks confused when cléo doesn’t speak for a moment, looking amongst themselves as she stares down at her cue cards in a mixture of embarrassment and bewilderment. it doesn’t help that moniq is starting to catch on, formerly confused before she remembers the episode’s guests—

and also promptly begins to cackle. obnoxiously loud.

( THE WAY CLÉO JUMPED 😭😭😭 … )

with sudden abruptness, cléo stands up from her chair, makes a slow bow in their direction, bucks at moniq ( which only makes her laugh even harder 😭 ), and books it off set. dragging her producer off with her.

the boyz members only look on in varying degrees of amusement and confusion as moniq struggles to explain between bits of laughter about how cléo had been equal parts nervous and excited for this episode, being a huge fan of the group, smiling in good nature as all four of them relax and laugh as well.

“if she comes out, we promise to give her a signed album,” kevin pipes up with a grin. an unidentified sound wafts up from backstage, which makes everyone succumb back into laughter. moniq is holding her stomach at this point, seconds away from tears streaming down her face.

moniq calls cléo’s name sweetly, a shit eating grin on her face. but she doesn’t have to wait long before cléo makes her reappearance. only… not on her own.

much to the studio audience’s surprise, ends up being bodily carried back to her hosting seat by security. she’s propped in place like a doll, her head hung low in embarrassment, and moniq lasts about 0.03 seconds after personnel gingerly fixes flyway strand of hair before she starts laughing.

“i want that album after the show,” cléo points at kevin seriously, causing him to snicker quietly as she plasters on a smile and continues with the interview as if nothing happened.

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[ AUTOMATED VOICE. ] and there you have it. i would have included more, but we would be here forever and i’m sure you have places to go and people to see.

if this video hasn’t already made you want to check out stray kids’ resident cat girl then i really don’t know what else to tell you. she’s funny, hot, and extremely relatable. she truly is just like me. and her voice. i cannot stress her voice enough. siren like. i would lose myself at sea willingly.

🤷‍♀️ i really would.

anyway that’s all for now. see you guys in the next video!

#[ fanbase. ]#she’s just like me fr 🫂#fictional idol community #fictional idol oc #fictional idol addition #fictional kpop community #fictional kpop oc #fictional kpop idol #skz 9th member #skz added member #skz addition #skz female addition

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yaxinqs · 24 days

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nine people i'd like to get to know better

tagged by: @unluckywisher @seaofgoldensand @xavierbunbun WHEW i can't believe i'm being perceived

last song listened to — mario kart coconut mall... on loop...

it helps me get shit done sometimes okay

fav color — as an artist i love all kinds of colors equally because every single one is pretty on its own (it's red.)

i tried naming more i REALLY like but it got too long so i'll answer with my all-time fav

currently watching — not watching anything as of now but i just finished frieren! i warmly recommend it

spicy/savoury/sweet — ohhh this is a HARD tie between spicy and savoury... i'm the annoying person who puts chili flakes on everything

i don't really have a sweet tooth at all because i'm very... selective? a lot of stuff is too sweet for me and my throat starts hurting because of it lol

current obsession(s) — love and deepspace & xavier (obviously) but i've also been trying to back into my kpop and cpop stanning ;w; been listening to a LOT of wayv again

i... i don't even know who to tag,,,,,, perhaps @hirayaea @dendro-bunny @sadfragilegirl — and anyone else who wants to do this honestly <33

i apologize if one of you already did this and i just didn't see it lol

#my mind totally went blank after it told me to tag people SORRY HSJJSJ #i talk too much

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according2thelore · 1 month

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for wincest wednesday this fine week: food as love language & touchstone (tastestone?)

palo alto -- with a 4.6-star shawarma place two blocks north of the first shitty dive apartment he scores, and a two-story ethiopian market six blocks west, and more vegetarian and vegan options than sam's seen in his entire life to date -- is a revelation in gastronomic terms.

sam eats tofu for the first time in his life at nineteen; eats tempeh and seitan and vegan cheese. (sam does not eat sardines on saltines because there's nobody to split the tin with, and he can't eat them all on his own.) sam eats breadfruit and resolutely does not think about mutiny on the bounty playing during abc's evening film slot and dean doing his best marlon brando voice, "not even twenty, and a death sentence on your head". (sam does not head straight for north carolina come september with the single-minded intent to eat enough ripe persimmons to make himself sick, but he knows who'll be doing just that.) sam eats swiss chard and lychees and cempedak, and doesn't miss unbruised pieces of apple served to him off the blade of a pocket knife.

sam eats vienna sausages cold, straight from the can with a dash of tabasco when he's feeling -- nostalgic's the wrong word for it, but a close cousin to that. when he misses the white-noise hum of tires on I-95 and the clatter-clank of the forever-broken air-con and his brother contorted in the front seat to pass sam the gallon ziploc of cherries from the farm stand up the road ("dollar-fifty a pound, can you believe it, sammy? fucking love stonefruit season."), already sweating in their plastic bag.

sam eats off-brand cereal and moon pies and hohos -- "hohos? fuck hohos; swiss roll is obviously the superior snack cake and you know it" -- and roller dogs and funyuns when he gets homesick.

sam hoards plastic pots of coffee creamer and flat-topped single-serve bricks of jelly out of unbreakable habit. concord grape, always; strawberry, usually; marmalade and mixed berry and apple butter and honey in nicer places that serve all-day breakfast; blackberry and seedless red raspberry only if he's exceptionally lucky. (these last two, being both rarest and dean's favorites, were more valuable to sam growing up than cigarettes amongst inmates. many a favor has sam bought himself over the years with nothing more than a fistful of jam packets and a winning smile.)

sam licks marshmallow and coconut from between his fingers and doesn't think about the hostess sno-ball, sweet'n'low pink of dean's tongue.

(later -- years later -- when dean waggles his lifesavers and tortilla chips and mountain dew at sam with overtures of breakfast, sam declines. later, he'll find his favorite pineapple soda and a bag of chili lime pork rinds under the bench seat because of all the people in all the world, the one who's never let sam go unfed is dean.)

MWAH! happy snacking; cilla/mdbp 😈🎉

happy wincest wednesday!!

you KNOCKED IT OUT OF THE PARK!!!!!! GRAHHHHH!!!!!! YOUR WRITING MAKES ME BARK LIKE A FUCKING DOGGGG!!!!!!! gnawing on this ask like a chew toy.

the swiss rolls??? the food in palo alto?? the JELLY????

AND YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!

i have so much to say about this!!!! i've used "food as care" in my fics before, and as a form of connection between the two (pretty much all of tell me, why are you still so afraid, in the heaven fic, the vampire fic (in a diff way but still!), love potion no. 9, the mall fic, the outsider pov at the diner fic) because it's so true!

we're 800% not the only people to bring up the "food as care" parallels in media, or even spn--but it's so true!!!

you're so right about food being a love language! one of the first things that dean does in the bunker is make a nice meal for them both and wait for sam to eat first.

dean's "crime" that got him arrested and sent to the boy's home is stealing bread to feed sam. his crime is an act of care! an act of devotion! and it's that same devotion that encourages him to leave!

one of THEE sam&dean scenes that i've seen 400x in every edit ever as proof of dean's devotion/care is dean making sam spaghetti-os in that pot, and then letting him have dean's food instead.

dean keeps trying to ply sam with food and things to drink after his nightmares in the first few seasons, grabbing his face and bringing him close and asking if he's hungry, if dean can get him anything

and of course, arguably the most famous food scenes in the show--tuesday! pig n' a poke! what always makes me giggle is that sam never stops dean from eating? not really? he lets dean order his food every day/finds alternative food (e.g., tacos). even when he gets annoyed, he orders dean's food for him. even when sam himself stops ordering things to eat, he makes sure dean stays fed. it doesn't matter, bc they'll live the same day again tomorrow, but sam lets dean eat!!!!! he lets him eat the meal that makes him happy! they end up in the diner more days than not, it sounds like. he's caring for him, even as he gets frustrated and angry and sad and hopeless!

even when dean dies in that same episode, we see sam eating a meal at his motel, and dean's food is also on the table!!! he's been ordering dean meals for months, even though he's dead!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!

dean seems unnerved and tense around sam when eating in S6, because even though he eats, he doesn't find any joy in it, or teasing dean about it. all their shared meals in early S6 are either tense or disturbingly neutral, where they only talk about their hunts/the overarching plot in bland detail.

hell, dean (and the show) frame the leviathans using biggerson's food as a very personal and dirty betrayal--they use food as a weapon

even in IATL, the "thing" that changes about dean the most that the writers told us first and foremost, is his relationship with food! sam--who has been reaching out all episode and rebuffed--asks to go get food with dean after their initial walls-down moment, and dean denies his attempt at care and connection! he's on a juice cleanse!

many such cases!

i have this headcanon that dean stopped eating certain foods after sam left for stanford. suddenly, he can't stand bugles because they taste like sand in his mouth now that sam is not there to fight him for them.

he asks for no onion rings everywhere he goes because sam's long fingers aren't there to sneak them out of his wax-paper lined plastic fast-food basket.

and as soon as sam comes back, they go out to eat, and dean's like 'god, i can't fucking wait. i haven't had pork rinds/cantaloupe/mac and cheese/a reuben in forever!' and sam just kind of looks at him funny because dean used to eat BBQ pork rinds by the pound and sam gave him shit for it every time. and they used to sneak the little soggy plastic containers of cantaloupe from the cooler outside a publix in florida once a week, dean acting as a distraction by helping old ladies with their carts while sam's tiny hands got slick-wet with week-old re-frozen ice.

and one day, two years into stanford, sam thinks he sees a glimpse of short-cropped hair, freckle-kissed skin through the café window sam's been picking up swing shifts at, and sam leaves the espresso machine still dripping, pushing past a bleary-eyed biology professor sam knows from gen ed, and spins in a circle outside, blinking sun from his eyes.

by the time he can see, the person is gone. and sam is standing in the 7/11 after work, buying a bag of hostess powdered don-ettes because dean used to buy them on sunday morning and they would eat them and watch re-runs of 90210 until their t-shirts were smeared white and their fingers were spit-sticky and soggy while everyone else in georgia and alabama and oklahoma was going to church.

food in supernatural is connection and home and reassurance and care!!!!!

your writing is again so good!!!! thank you for this lovely wincest wednesday ask, blessed, darling cilla!!!! mwah! mwah mwah!!

-lizzy <3

#ask box #lizzy answers #spn meta #majordemonblockparty #lizzy writes #wincest wednesday

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stardust948 · 4 months

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Frenemies AU

Berry Ball fiasco

Kya, throwing stuff out her locker: Where is it?!

Ursa: Uh looking for something?

Kya: Yes! Do you have it?

Ursa: You mean right here in my pocket?

Kya: Yes!

Ursa: No I'm just messing with you. I have no idea what we're talking about.

Kya: Ugh! I just spent the last 10 minutes ripping apart my locker for a 5 dollar bill I know I left in there!

Ursa: Hey it's just 5 dollars. No big deal.

Kya: It's a huge deal! I'm broke. I need money!

Ursa: For what?

Kya: Lots of things. Clothes, make up, special cheese, Painted Lady collectable figurines-

Ursa: Wait, why do you need special cheese?

Kya: You know I don't like regular cheese!

Ursa: Okay wanna make some money?

Kya: Yes! Maybe? How???

Ursa: Cactus juice powder.

Kya: *gasps*

Ursa: I'm kidding! My part time job at the Yogurt Joint is launching a new theme called Frozen Berry balls and my boss is looking for someone to work this Saturday. You know, hand out free samples and get people pumped up.

Kya: I can get people pumped up for Berry Balls!

Ursa: So you're in?

Kya: Yes I'm in!

Ursa: She's in!

Kya: But wait.

Ursa: She waits!

Kya: We have to perform at the concert this Saturday.

Ursa: No problem. We'll be done by 8 and ready for the show at 9.

Kya: Ok! Tell your boss they got themselves a Berry Ball girl!

___

[At the Yogurt Joint]

Kya, sneaking up on Ursa working at the counter: Hey kid where's my stupid yogurt?!

Ursa: Hey what's up little coworker!

Kya: Just ready to get start!

Ursa: Great. Aunt Wu will be here soon.

Kya, eating the toppings: Mmm what's this?

Ursa: Coconut shavings.

Kya: And this?

Ursa: Cookie crumbs.

Kya: Ohh! And what's this white stuff?

Ursa: That's what we use to clean the counter!

Kya: *chokes*

Aunt Wu: Hello ladies.... What's she doing?

Ursa: Uh, she ate some counter cleanser and now she's spitting it out.

Kya, still choking: Nice... to meet... you...

Aunt Wu: In the future, I'd appreciate if you don't choke and gag in front of the costumers.

Ursa: It's her first time eating cleanser.

Aunt Wu: Regardless, Kya today you will be giving away 1000 Berry Balls to mall costumers as they pass by. *sets up trays*

Kya: Why do they have green afros?

Aunt Wu: That's green cotton candy.

Ursa: What flavor is that?

Aunt Wu: Green.

Kya, under her breath: Cactus juice...

Aunt Wu: Now go put on your costume.

Kya: Uh sure thing. *gives Ursa a confused look*

Ursa: *shrugs*

___

Kya: *Walks out wearing a puffy green costume with a top hat*

Aunt Wu: Wonderful! What do you think Ursa dear?

Ursa: Uh...

Kya: *shakes head*

Ursa: Well, don't you think it's a bit... hideous?

Aunt Wu: How dare you! I designed it myself!

Ursa: Oh! I...um...

Kya: See these days teens say hideous when something's awesome.

Ursa: Yes like bad means good.

Aunt Wu: Oh. I see.

Aunt Wu: Ah, here come my niece. She just got braces so everyone be nice.

June: Hi Auntie.

Aunt Wu: Hello dear. How was the dentist?

June: Fine I guess. Do they look weird?

Aunt Wu: You look hideous! Don't you two think so? *winks at Kya and Ursa*

Kya, cringing: Y-Yep.

Ursa: Sure do...

June: *Cries*

Aunt Wu, leading her away: Oh sweetie. Let's go buy you some new pants.

Ursa: Well now that we've destroyed a young girl's self esteem-

Kya, sighing: Guess it's time to hand out these berry balls. 1000 to go!

Ursa, finger guns: 1000 to go!

Kya: Hey kids! Yogurt is offering free berry ball samples! Take as many as you want!

Kid: They look disgusting!

Other kid: And so do you!

Kya: *looks at Ursa shocked*

Ursa: 1000 to go!

[Later]

Ursa: If we don't leave now, we'll miss the concert.

Kya: No problem *shows empty tray* Ta-dah!

Ursa: You got rid of all 1000 berry balls?!

Kya: Yep!

Ursa: Did you throw them away?

Kya: No. *glances around* They’re in my hat!

Ursa: In you hat?!

Kya: Yeah! Let's go before-

Aunt Wu: Ladies! Oh did you give away all 1000 berry balls?

Kya: Yes ma'am.

Aunt Wu: Well done. Let me pay you now.

Kya: Oh you don't have to-

Aunt Wu, writing a check: I insist! You did your job and deserve payment.

*Berry balls start melting in Kya’s hat and running down her face*

Ursa and Kya: !!!

Ursa: *frantically wipes Kya's face behind Aunt Wu's back*

Aunt Wu: 100$ for Kya Kaji. Is that spelled with an i or an y...?

Ursa and Kya: *fake smile*

Aunt Wu: What’s happening?

Kya: Uh...

Ursa: She’s crying!

Kya, dramatic: I-I'm just so happy to be getting $100!

Ursa: That her mascara is running!

Kya: *sobs*

Aunt Wu:

Aunt Wu: How much mascara are you wearing?!

Ursa: Oh my! I better take her to the mascara doctor asap! *picks Kya up and runs off*

Kya, still fake crying: My emotions!!!

#high time we had a Kya and Ursa adventure #don't worry kya still got paid #and also banded for disturbing the peace #atla #atla au #frenemies au #high school au #source: victorious #kya #ursa #aunt wu #june #atla june

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