#adding them to my roaster

[theesirenteller]

my loves

Rio 💘 Money heist

Christian Varela Expósito 💘 Elite

[sodaneko]

these nonchalant men keep attracting me like venus flytraps help

[p0orbaby]

A Drop in the Ocean

summary: you buy barça for alexia

warnings: none

a/n: requested on the back of a similar one i wrote

word count: 1.5k

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You don’t even think about it anymore, the money. The commas and zeros stopped meaning anything the moment they started adding up faster than you could count. You don’t remember exactly when it happened, just that it did. One day you were checking the balances on your brokerage account religiously, watching the stock tickers on your phone at breakfast, and then at some point—probably after that second meeting in Geneva or maybe the fourth trip to Dubai—you stopped caring altogether. The accounts became endless, infinite, numbers that only existed on a screen and held no weight in the real world. You could buy anything, do anything. You do.

You’ve bought Barcelona FC. For Alexia.

It wasn’t a particularly difficult purchase, and that’s what bothers you, how easy it was. You’d made a few calls, orchestrated a few backroom meetings with men in navy-blue suits who wear Patek Philippe watches but don’t know how to spell "integrity," and within weeks, it was done. The club—one of the most storied institutions in world football—was now, for all intents and purposes, yours. They were failing in every department that mattered, so it wasn’t hard to make them see reason. The board was crumbling under its own corruption and incompetence anyway, the men in charge having long ago stopped caring about anything other than their own salaries. They saw the numbers you offered and couldn’t sign the dotted lines fast enough.

You’re sitting in the back of your Bentley Bentayga—the V8 model because the W12 felt too much, like gilding the lily—watching the city of Barcelona pass by in blurred streaks of sunlight and shadows. You don’t drive yourself anymore; it’s not that you’ve forgotten how, but why would you bother when you can pay someone to do it for you? You’re sipping on an iced Americano from a local coffee roaster that isn’t La Colombe but isn’t Starbucks either—because Starbucks is for tourists and people who don’t care what real coffee tastes like—and tapping your thumb against the cool glass, counting down the minutes until you get home. Home isn’t the place you grew up, or even the first penthouse you bought in Barcelona—God, you’ve already sold that one off—but the sprawling villa in the hills that overlooks the city like a predator watching its prey.

You’d bought the house because Alexia liked it. You had taken her to see it on a whim, even though you knew you’d buy it regardless of her opinion. But she’d loved it, her eyes lighting up in that way they do when she’s genuinely moved by something, not when she’s just being polite or trying to please you. It’s rare, that reaction, and you’ve noticed it only happens when she’s either on the pitch or somewhere quiet, somewhere she can breathe. It makes you feel something, a tightness in your chest, almost a panic, like the world’s collapsing in on itself, but in a good way. If there even is a good way for that to happen.

Your phone buzzes, vibrating against the buttery-soft leather of your seat. You glance at it and see it’s a text from her.

Training's over. Home soon?

You smile, the kind of smile that makes the people around you uneasy, because they never know if it’s genuine or not. It is, but it’s small, fleeting, like everything in your life that isn't Alexia.

On my way. You send the reply quickly, almost too quickly, like you’re not supposed to care that much. But you do. You always do.

You met Alexia when you were young—stupid young—back when you still believed that success was something you had to fight for. She was everything you weren’t: grounded, focused, humble. Even now, with all the accolades and the Ballon d'Ors and the fanfare, she still feels *real* in a way you don’t anymore. She still eats cereal for breakfast sometimes, not some overpriced organic granola shipped in from the Swiss Alps. She’ll sit on the sofa in her sweatpants and watch trashy reality TV with you, her feet in your lap, like the world outside doesn’t exist. Like she’s not the face of women’s football, the woman everyone wants to be. You want to be her too, sometimes.

But then you remember: she’s yours. And you’re the one with the power, the one pulling the strings now. You’re the one who’s going to fix everything for her.

You think about the RFEF, the Royal Spanish Football Federation, and how utterly revolting they are, how they’ve mishandled everything about the women’s game. It makes you angry, but not in the way normal people get angry, not in that quick, fleeting way. Your anger is cold, calculated, the kind of anger that doesn’t make itself known until it’s too late. You’d called in favours—favours you didn’t even know you had—and now you’re restructuring the whole thing from the inside out. The old guard, the men who’ve spent years belittling and undermining women’s football, will be gone soon, and they don’t even see it coming. You’ll replace them with people who actually care, people who understand what’s at stake.

Alexia doesn’t know yet. She doesn’t need to. She already carries enough weight on her shoulders; you see it in the way she moves, the subtle slump in her posture after a long day. She’s been fighting this fight for years, but you can take it from here. You’ll make sure she never has to fight again.

When you finally pull up to the villa, the sky is turning that particular shade of burnt orange that only seems to exist in Spain. The driver opens your door, and you step out, the sound of your Louboutins clicking against the cobblestone driveway. You’re wearing something understated but expensive—a cream-coloured silk blouse from The Row, tailored trousers that cost more than most people’s monthly rent, and a watch that could fund a small country’s healthcare system for a year. You’ve always preferred quiet luxury, the kind of wealth that doesn’t scream but whispers, softly, in the background. Alexia likes that about you. At least, you think she does.

You walk through the front door—minimalist, custom-made, imported from Italy—and the scent of jasmine fills your lungs. Alexia’s perfume. She’s here.

You find her in the living room, sprawled out on the sofa, her legs up on the coffee table, still in her training kit. Her hair is pulled back in a messy ponytail, strands falling loose around her face. She’s scrolling through her phone, probably reading up on whatever the media is saying about the latest match, and she looks up when you walk in. There’s that smile again, the one that makes everything else disappear for a moment, just a moment, but long enough to matter.

“Hey,” she says, her voice soft, like it’s only meant for you.

You cross the room and sit next to her, pulling her legs into your lap, your fingers automatically tracing circles on her shins. You don’t say anything for a while, because neither of you needs to. The silence between you is comfortable, familiar, the kind of silence that only comes when two people have been through everything together and still come out on the other side.

“I bought the club,” you say, casually, like you’re talking about picking up milk from the store.

Alexia looks at you, her eyes widening for a second before she catches herself. She’s good at that, at pretending nothing surprises her, but you know her well enough to see through it.

“You did what?” she asks, her tone somewhere between disbelief and amusement.

“I bought Barcelona,” you repeat, leaning back against the cushions. “They were fucking it all up, especially with the women’s team. I’m fixing it. For you”

She doesn’t respond immediately, and you can see the gears turning in her head, trying to process what you’ve just said. It’s not that she doesn’t believe you; she does. It’s just…a lot.

“You didn’t have to do that,” she says finally, but there’s no conviction in her voice. She knows as well as you do that you don’t *have* to do anything. You want to.

“I did,” you reply, your voice firm. “Because they don’t care about you. Not like I do”

She looks at you for a long moment, and you can see the conflict in her eyes, the push and pull of wanting to argue but knowing there’s no point. You’ve already made up your mind. You always have.

“Thank you,” she says eventually, and the sincerity in her voice catches you off guard. You’re used to people thanking you, sure, but it’s always perfunctory, transactional. This is different. This is real.

You lean in and kiss her, slow and soft, and for a moment, everything is perfect. You don’t think about the money or the power or the corruption you’ve spent years navigating. You don’t think about the board meetings or the backroom deals or the restructuring of the RFEF. You just think about her, and how she’s the only thing that makes any of it worth it.

When you pull back, she’s smiling, and it’s that smile again—the one that makes your chest tighten and your heart race in a way that nothing else does. Not even the money.

“Let’s go fix everything,” you say, and for the first time in a long time, you feel like maybe, just maybe, you already have.

[shares-a-vest]

🍹 If You Like Pina Coladas 🍹 (Read on ao3)

wc: 1.5k | Rated: M for Mild Suggestive Language, Sexual Humour, Mention of a handjob | cw: Alcohol Consumption (Not excessive – Eddie makes two Pina Coladas)

Tags: Hot Tub, Steve Harrington’s House, Cocktails, Flirting, Established Relationship, Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, Body Worship (just a smidge as Eddie ogles his boyfriend)

Note: A while back I was looking through 1980s furniture advertisements and stumbled across several Jacuzzi ads, so I decided the Harringtons needed one hehe. And thank you to the STWG discord for always indulging my silly ideas, even if it takes me months to bring them to life 💜

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Eddie leans across the countertop of Family Video and kicks up his feet, grinning at his boyfriend despite the grumpy, pouty-boy frown creasing Steve’s brow.

“Come on, Stevie,” he insists, “What’s got your jeans in a such a twist?”

He rests his chin on his hands and tilts his head to the side, all innocent but nonetheless expectant. Steve has been sulking all week and Eddie is certain it has something to do with the fact that his folks have been home for an entire month now.

It has been tough on him too – what with their Private Boyfriend Time being cut down to whenever Wayne isn’t home. Which, considering his roaster right now, isn’t a whole lot of time for much of anything.

Plus, the novelty of boning in Steve’s car wore off about halfway through the first time. As it turns out, the back cab of the Beemer isn’t exactly all that spacious – nor is it conducive to avoiding a leg cramp so severe that Eddie almost got kicked straight in the head by his lover.

Eddie hums, thinking back to just what he was doing before the near-collision.

Steve stands upright to reach into the breast pocket of his tight navy-blue polo – one with four whole buttons the tease keeps undone in order to expose maximum chest hair. He produces a flimsy and tattered scrap of paper that looks to have been cut out of a magazine.

Steve sucks in a breath, unfurls the paper and hands it over.

“A hot tub?”

Eddie gawks at the advertisement in Steve’s hand and his boyfriend groans at his excitement.

“Yeah,” Steve sighs, collapsing forward against the counter and Eddie’s heart flutters at their regained proximity, “My parents had it delivered a few days ago.”

Eddie delicately lays out the advertisement on the sliver of counter space between them and runs his finger over the picture, circling the rounded edges of the featured hot tub. He then moves to trace the hairline of the male model in the picture, a Fabio-looking dude who is having the time of his life sipping on a cocktail, accompanied by a pretty blonde toasting to his rugged masculinity.

“And this is bad, how?” he asks, looking up to find his boyfriend looking more than a little grumpy.

“Well, for one thing I have to make it down to the Post Office before closing to pick up some pump plug thing,” Steve grouses, all pouty with that bitchy lilt he gets (and that Eddie loves).

“Pump plug…” Eddie murmurs, transfixed as his greedy gaze makes its way down the long, tanned column of Steve’s neck…

To his chest, which is a lot more appealing than that of Jacuzzi Fabio Guy.

“Yeah, and guess who has to figure out how to get the stupid thing up and running by the time they get back?”

Eddie snaps to attention and smiles as sweet and innocent as he can muster.

“When do they get back?”

Steve looks at his watch, “They left about an hour ago and come back Monday night.”

Eddie leans over a little more – at least as much as he can before the counter begins to cut into his stomach.

“Stevie,” he coos, wiggling his brows, “My darling boyfriend.”

He abandons his fingering of the advertisement to reach for a lock of hair to twirl. Eddie giggles, dipping his chin as he bats his dark lashes.

“What?” Steve purses his lips before it all sinks in, “ – Wait. Oh, no!”

Call him selfish, but Eddie gives Steve no choice when it comes to the matter of getting the new Harrington Family Jacuzzi up and running. First, he mans Family Video so Steve can head to the Post Office for his pump plug-thing – an item he cannot bring himself to think about without chuckling a little, ‘tee-hee’. Then, when Steve returns with a box that contains said pump plug, Eddie helps his boyfriend read through the instructions before he heads on over to Melvad’s for some supplies.

It is going to be perfect.

Warm and bubbly.

Sensuous.

Private.

Eddie later finds himself buzzing out of his skin, rocking on his heels from his position right behind Steve as his boyfriend fires the bad boy up, pump plug plugged, and all.

“Great,” Eddie says, flapping the instruction manual in his hand, “Now we just have to wait for it to warm up.”

Steve huffs as he stands up and wipes at his sweaty brow – a sign of a manly job well done. He insists on washing up, so Eddie changes into his black boardshorts and sets about making them cocktails.

And yeah, he might have taken the advertisement out of the wastebasket in Steve’s bedroom while his boyfriend was showering in order to replicate Fabio Jacuzzi Guy’s alcoholic beverages. Sue him for wanting a romantic, catalogue-inspired evening – Pina Coladas included.

Eddie is all set up and ready to go as he lingers by the new outdoor accessory, waiting on bated breath for Steve to finally make his way out onto the back patio. The Hot tub is bubbling away like a hot spring, the inviting, steamy warmth every bit the picture painted in the advertisement Steve so thoroughly poo-poohed all afternoon.

But when Steve drops his towel, Eddie’s face drops.

“Why aren’t you wearing that tantalising little red speedo of yours?”

“Eddie, it’s freezing out here,” Steve argues, shivering as he looks out over the backyard.

Eddie grumbles and turns to the hot tub. He licks his lips, deciding what would be the most logical way of stepping up into the warm waters as he balances the two fruity cocktails in his hands.

“It’s what the bubbles are for, sweetheart,” he says, swinging his leg over the rounded boarder of the tub.

And in a second Steve is by his side, looping an arm around his waist to guide him. Eddie grins and pushes one of the cocktails into Steve’s hand.

“Oh, Pina Colada,” Steve beams.

They settle onto opposite sides of the hot tub – optimal positioning, if Eddie does say so himself! It allows him to get a good, greedy look at Steve, who is now preoccupied with trying to get his plush, pink lips around his straw without poking himself in the eye with the little yellow umbrella sticking out the top of his drink.

Eddie puffs out his chest and takes a sip of his own drink.

“Wait, is that my b-boombox?” Steve says mid-gulp, looking over Eddie’s shoulder.

Eddie nods with enthusiasm.

“Thought it could be romantic,” he coos.

He sets his drink on a coaster near the boombox and carefully makes his way to his boyfriend. He wades through the warm water, stepping carefully – his body tingling as the tub’s jet streams rush hot water against him. It lights a fire in his belly and leaves him looking Steve up and down like he is something he could just eat right up.

Because the thing is, in this heat – with Steve’s perpetually warm body – the whole atmosphere is giving his beautiful skin a delicate sheen that is both arousing and oh-so-shiny. Like Steve is some precious thing made of gold. A God, even.

Eddie settles in close, his cheeks burning up as his arm touches Steve’s, sending a bolt of electricity through his body. Down his body.

“Steve,” he breathes, leaning into his partner’s neck.

“Eddie, this isn’t a porno,” Steve deadpans.

“You sure about that?” Eddie teases, reaching down to cup Steve through his boardshorts and rub.

It gives his boyfriend a jolt and Steve chokes out this stifled little whimper and all Eddie can do is chuckle into the bare skin of his shoulder. He bites him for good measure, earning a hiss. But Steve melts at the touch, sinking down a little in his seat.

“Eddie,” he whispers, screwing his eyes shut – damn his willpower, “You cannot jerk me off in my parent’s Jacuzzi.”

“Oh,” Eddie grins, pretending he is utterly scandalised by such a suggestion, “Who said it was going to be a mere handjob?”

Steve reaches down and wraps his meaty paw around Eddie’s wrist. He brings it up to the surface and interlaces their fingers.

“That so?”

Eddie narrows his eyes.

“Smooth operator.”

“Dork,” Steve leans forward and presses a kiss to his cheek, “Wanna go upstairs?”

“After we finish our beverages.”

Eddie pushes himself off from their side of the hot tub and accidentally propels himself a little too hard to the other side. He reaches out a flailing limb to catch something in a desperate search for purchase.

But his hand knocks over his Pina Colada, spilling it directly into the hot tub. He grapples for the edge of the tub and momentarily dunks his entire goddamn head beneath the surface.

“O-ops,” he splutters when he comes up for air, spitting bubbly, hot water from his mouth.

He shakes drenched hair from his face, only to be met with Steve’s frown.

[dallasgallant]

Time period post- appliances and thrift

Originally was going to skip making this post, as I thought it’d be boring but I was informed (many times) how it was wanted. Going to combine appliances and some thrifting and shopping related things. As I think it would be beneficial, as the boys are poor/impoverished so we should look at some of that side of purchasing - as many of my general time period posts are very middle class to soc range (at least in the images of new cleaned and polished) Home related posts;

Here and here

Something to keep in mind is location and the community. Some places, especially smaller towns take a long time to change or update, a lot of “mainstreets” or “squares” in older parts of town have the same buildings or styles from maybe even when they were first built or at least updated in the 1960s and still look like it today. So imagine back then! Lol. Even if a community has a rich minority, like the socs- that’s no guarantee the area modernizes into something brand new over night.

Convenience, gadgets and built ins-

Truly the time to be a lover of the gadget or the trinket. The continuation of post war production boom and making products with the idea of convenience in mind. A lot of it was ridiculous but really there was some cool stuff. The big trend was : Automatic and electric.

Electricity and electric things had really started to take to the public in the 1880s and we never really stopped electrifying basic items. Notable cases here; Electric knife, electric beaters/mixers (still hand held but not done by hand), electric/motorized can openers.

Gadgets! Things that would’ve been done by the stove and the over now with dedicated little devices. Now toasters and waffle irons and grittles had already been around for some time but were booming. Meat grinders (electric ones anyway), roasters, blender, drip coffee maker, hot trays/warming trays.

Another reason for the rise in gadgets or specific tools like a warming pan would be just how popular hosting and throwing parties was. (Much more soc). At the same time as more specific gadgets were made there was also a trend of combining! As kitchens were small and again, connivence.

You’d also see radios or even later counter tvs (impossibly tiny) pop up in kitchens.

Laundry-

A lot of homes at the time would only have one bath, especially if older and it was likely added in (if very old), so forget a laundry room. However, they were slowly rising in popularity and bathroom numbers too in more modern homes. Laundry machines did exist for a while but it’s sort of like electricity and AC some people didn’t have them or are still getting around to getting them — and when they did it’d sometimes be on the porch or garage or where they’d fit.

Laundromats would populate towns, still do but in this case it was less common than today to have a full set and bonus gadgets in your home. (Though your iron etc at home) or maybe there’d be a woman who does it for the neighborhood or apartment complex etc (headcanon Steve’s mom as a washwoman. I know they still existed but all the info I get is 1700s Scottish women… I feel insane)

Not so fast -

The world wasn’t like it is with microtrends and using/wearing/having something for a week or a summer and then tossing it out. There were trends but far longer lasting, and if someone was to make a commitment to say doing their home in a design trend, once all that work is done they wouldn’t change it for years (some never do! Look at all the untouched houses on the market every so often)

Appliances were made to last and often came with a Warranty, either discounted or free replacement or repair for a certain period of time. If you’re lucky a lifetime warranty. This stuff was built to last a lifetime! Tough, dependable, durable. It’s why the “garage fridge” exists in so many middle class homes today, it’s out of style but it still works perfect so now we have a soda fridge or extra storage.

Honestly if you had to replace or update annually back then it’d probably be seen as a bad or cheap product!

This isn’t to say people never updated, or changed based around style. But you first have to have the money for it and two it’s a treat, not a regular occurrence. So maybe in 10 or 20 years if you need new kitchen appliances or would like to restyle you go for it.

Thrift and used-

Especially relevant to the guys. Think it’d be rare if they bought a single thing new - that wasn’t used or loaned etc

Thrift stores, surplus stores, charity’s, churches, there’s always been ways to get things at a much more affordable rate. Even thrift food stores in some circumstances (no it’s not pre used).

Used car lots were also incredibly common, honestly it’s how most kids got their first car. Most people really! Now if you didn’t get totally swindled.

Thrift isn’t just relegated to physical thrift stores either, a lot of local businesses (places that aren’t the department store or major chain) would often have a used section or “used store”. Appliances, records - just about anything.

Layaway! A store sets an item or a bunch of purchases aside and you make incremental payments until the purchase is paid off. Then it’s yours. (Began during the Great Depression)

Rental, and rent to pay started conceptually post ww2 but Rent-A-Center itself was founded in 1973 so I’m not completely set on renting.

Coupons! Another way to save money and be able to make purchases, given in newspapers, adds, by the stores themselves. Rewards programs really kicked off in the 60s, one of the most common being S&H Green Stamps. (Some hang on the builtin board in the museum.) these would be gotten at check out and some other businesses and collected by customers, to be redeemed for items from their catalogs. You could get everything from appliances to makeup from how you saved and spent.

While I’m not getting into it, I did include thrift and some other things that are more relevant to the boys -> 1964 Food Stamp Act that saw the Creation of SNAP (food stamps) would be huge. However programs stem all the way back to the depression once again, more here

They Would have way older appliances and machinery- 40s old sometimes. Boys specifically have a Dixie stove and this old washer is an assumption of mine (if they had one at all!!)

[yamsgarden]

looong Tales of Symphonia and Tales of Vesperia rambling incoming:

I was chatting with my buddy about Tales of Vesperia and Tales of Symphonia and idk by what miracle this could ever happen, but I truly wish someday Bandai Namco could make a TRUE remake of Tales of Symphonia but with Tales of Vesperia's cel shade graphics

Because so far, all "remakes" are just more or less good ports from what I read/ saw? And TOV still holds up to this day, even 20+ years after even if the animation is a liiiittle stiff it' still works, but yeah TOS could really have a fantstic revamp

I want her so bad to experiement this journey too, but I totally get it that the graphics are a turn off... Which is also so sad because to me they still feel cute and I grew up with them OTL

idk... I understand TOS isn't necessarily the most insane RPG out there, same with Baten Kaitos but they have their own identity and amazing writting and complex stories and charming characters aaa even 20+ years later and I still hold these games in my heart and still listen to their OST, it really feels like magic

It's not like today where you have to constantly play daily for grinding or worry about being tempted to buy micro items in the shop with real money, it was a one time payment and one shot story and had an end... And that's what made it great too imo... if that makes sense, idk what I'm saying anymore, I guess I just miss so much how things used to be haha

Where games had more soul and personnality and passion behind it and ofc you still have that today but i feel it's... Rarer and back then I feel it was still experimental but that's what made it so great, now there are so many copy cats and it feels like a race to which one can be the next lottery... and I know they're all companies BUT LIKE at least I could feel my money was well spent you know?!

Now it's feels like, "we have your money AND you have shitty rushed half-baked product, you're welcome"

If only Llyod could have made it into Super Smash Bros Melee at the time, I feel it could have helped the Tales of popularity even more OTL I remember reading somewhere he was considered to be added to the roaster but maybe it was rumors too... But the thought of it is so cool. I rly don't think it's for nothing TOV and TOS keep getting so high in popularity polls when it comes to general Tales Of games, those two are really memroable and beautiful.

TOS almost feels like the blueprint for TOV to me, so they are very similar but different enough as well. I must have played TOS on my gamecube at least 10 times in my whole life and everytime my gameplay reaches 60h-80h+hours, it's just so much fun everytime

aaa but yeah.. all that to say I just wish it could get the remake of a lifetime so more poeple could experiment it too OTL I don't think it'll ever happen but yeah.... If only if only if only...

and lowkey so i would have more poeple to talk and gush about it.

[wcrldcfvtlvsarchive]

Hello again~

Well, long time no see. Now, I know you guys see the url change, and I don't want you to be alarmed, I'm gonna explain. Recently I've been through a lot of things and I thought it was time for a change. I've decided to start the progress of writing a book series for the character you've known to love, and I just want to say I couldn't have done it without all of you! So I've decided to relocate blogs, start fresh but I've added more to the roaster! We have a total of: 8 new characters that have been added.

Now, the kicker to all of this is: these new characters are the spouses of the original characters on this blog. I did this because the book I'm writing is a romance series. HOWEVER, I still love and hold close the original ships I have, and I'd love to keep them if possible. After all, the ships are the reason why I added these new characters, but what helps me write is interacting with all of you, so I can explore different settings and dynamics! Writing partners I ship with, you ideally do not have to interact or acknowledge any of the spouses if you do not want to! You can even explore the new characters in whatever dynamic you'd like. The choice to acknowledge the romantic dynamic is purely up to you!

But yes, I've relocated and the blog url is the same, but easy accessibility it is located [Here]

NOW ONTO WHERE M HAS BEEN! This will be under read more for those who were curious; Otherwise, I look forward to writing with all of you again! ♥

Okay, now it's time to lock in.

These months, year maybe? Has been Hell for me. I've been engaged, I broke that engagement because the man I thought I was going to marry wasn't the one for me, I've had a college semester that has been complete Hell, and I'm so happy it's over. It's just been so much on my head mentally.

There have been a lot of things that affected my mental health and I just needed a big break from writing. I lost the muses there for a bit, they weren't awake and it was heartbreaking. So, I read a lot of books, I got inspired and I really put boot to ass and decided to start writing my own thing. However, at the end of the day, I wouldn't have gotten where I was if it wasn't for the tumblr community. I still enjoy writing, and I still enjoying making online friendships, building plots and dynamic. I just wanted to take the time to take a step back and really focus on what I wanted and needed at the time.

So it's been a lot overall. I can get into greater detail, but honestly? I just want to take up my hobby again and share with everyone if they allow it.

[countlessrealities]

Hello, folks!

I won't active tonight, I'll probably just lurk and send some of the New Year's asks that were agreed on.

I have some plans for the new year. I'll be writing a proper post tomorrow, but I wanted to some them up already, just to give people heads up.

Upcoming news:

I'll clean up my followers / mutuals list. I'll soft block all the people I've been mutuals with for a long while and never written with

I'll go on a little hiatus for the first week of the year, so that I can answer all the holiday asks that are sitting in my inbox. Once those are done, I'll focus on catching up on drafts / replies I've been owning

Changes in my roaster: I'll be removing one of my RnM OCs (since I've never gotten to use him, and I've had this blog for 3 years) and I'll be adding two muses (Velvette and a new OC). I'll also officially introduce John to this blog

With the next year, I'll start being more selective with the people I follow / interact with. My job has been draining my time and energies and I really can't keep up when I'm working 10-13 hours per day

Alright, this is all from me for tonight! You can find me on Discord (if we're mutuals feel free to ask for it)!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! HERE'S TO HOPING THAT IT WILL BE BETTER THAN THE LAST!

- Scotty out !

[yandere-wishes]

Does anyone have any comic book recommendations for Barry Allen (Flash) and Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) ??

Seriously debating adding them to my Yandere DC HC roaster but idk (there's 12 characters on there already 😭😭)

[ms-liz-steele]

No Love

Pole Dancer!Lisa x Bartender!Male OC | smut, drama, romance

-> Synopsis: Ollie has one rule he lives by: never mix work with his personal life.

But what happens when he sets his eyes on a dancer one night at a club during his shift.

New Chapters Every Monday

chapters index | ongoing

Old Fashioned

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I always preferred bartending at pubs to nightclubs. I was used and accustomed to the loud and crowded atmosphere nightclubs normally have, but something about the cosy and welcoming atmosphere pubs always have with its warm lighting casting a golden glow on the wooden tables and chairs. The air is always infused with the scent of malt, and you always feel a sense of relaxation wash over you.

The pub itself was a beautiful wooden structure, polished to shine and adorned with bottles of every colour and shape. The room is filled with gentle murmurs of conversations and soft clinking of glasses with subtle music playing in the background. I was stationed to bartend at one of the small pubs in the Coup Detat instead of Pink Venom for the whole week.

My shift was going smoothly just like any other night. I was serving drinks and chatting with a few customers here and there. Some of my old customers from my previous work managed to find where I worked and decided to visit me.

"I was bummed when I found out that your old boss cut you off," one of them said. "he should have realised that he shot himself in the leg throwing away an asset like you."

I chuckled at his sentiment. "How's the old boss man these days?"

"Not too good, sadly. He had to close down his business when the number of customers started to decline. It got worse when the bartenders he did keep started resigning." He shook his head. "Truly a shame."

I hummed in concession. "Indeed."

As my shift continued, my mood suddenly changed when I saw the person I never thought I'd have to see again – the rich man who was with Lisa in the VIP room at Pink Venom weeks ago.

"This man really chose the worst days to come to see Lisa," I heard Jin mutter beside me.

"Then why is he here at this pub?" I asked, staring hard at him as he took a seat at the bar.

"Only one way to find out," Jin said before proceeding to nudge me in the man's direction.

"Why me?" I retaliated.

"Because I am not dealing with his trifling ass at this God-forsaken hour. I love my handsome face free from bruises and a black eye, thank you very much."

"That's going to be the least of your worries when I have your head on a silver platter, asshole!"

"Look, hyung. Out of the both of us, you're the most calm and level-headed. This night will end with me getting froggy and putting hands on that son of a bitch if you leave me to handle him."

I grumble begrudgingly and walked over to the man. "Hello and welcome. How can I help you?" I greet him with my best professional voice.

He smiled as he gave me a look of recognition. "I remember you. You work at the club, no?"

I nodded stiffly. "That I do, sir."

"How come you're here and not the club?"

"We have a weekly rotational roaster. I'll be here before I have to rotate to a different pub for the whole week."

The man hummed and nodded his head.

"Anything you'd like to drink?" I asked a little impatiently. I really didn't want to be in this man's presence more than I had to.

He leaned back in his seat with a thoughtful look on his face. "I'm in the mood for an old-fashioned."

"Coming right up."

I deftly selected a glass and created a soothing melody with the sound of the ice cubes clinking into the glass as I filled it up. I reached for a bottle of bourbon, its rich amber colour glowing in the amber-lit room. With a steady hand, I splash the right amount against the ice like a gentle waterfall. Next, I added a sugar cube and dissolved it into the concoction. Finally, a twist of orange peel was squeezed over the top. With a quick stir, I pushed the cocktail in front of the man.

He lifted the glass and brought it to his nose, taking in the aroma before taking a sip. He hummed satisfied and nodded his head in approval. “I gotta say, you really improved my mood making an old-fashioned this good.”

“I take pride in giving my customers the best drinks and service,” I answered.

Even if it’s rich assholes like you.

“Say, have you heard from Lisa?” he asked.

I clenched my jaw and said nothing.

“The stripper I was with last time you saw me.”

I almost said ‘I know who you’re talking about. I’m not fucking stupid,’ but I caught myself. “Can’t say that I have, but I can guess that she’s unavailable at the moment. She does have a life outside of her work.”

“Do you know when she’ll be back?”

“Afraid I can’t help you with that, sir. I don’t know her schedule.”

“Can you get a hold of her and tell her that she has a client waiting for her.”

“She’s a dancer, not a sex worker.”

“Stripper. Prostitute. Same thing.”

I felt my annoyance wash over me like a sea on the ocean coast. I’m not one to be violent unless in situations that require me to defend myself. But I felt the biggest urge to knock his teeth out of his mouth for the way he was talking about Lisa. I was honestly surprised at the amount of self-control I had at that moment.

The man grunts as he pushed the empty glass toward me. “I was really looking forward to seeing her dance for me again,” he said. “She really knows how to hold a man’s attention. Not to forget sexy.”

He smirked. “Wonder if she’d be a good fuck just as she is a good stripper.”

I stoically stared at the man and sighed, taking his glass.

“I take it that you have a wife and a kid or two with a well-paying job that provides a stable income?” I said. 

The man arched an eyebrow. “Well colour me impressed. How did you guess?”

“Well, I’ve been in the service industry as a bartender for about nine years. You meet a lot of different kinds of people.” I shrugged as I began fixing his drink.

“Okay, but why suddenly bring up my family?”

I nodded my head towards his ring finger that adorned the golden band. “The ring you’re wearing is a symbol of a promise you made to love, honour and cherish your wife the day she put it on your finger,” I told him. “and here you are in this establishment breaking and dishonouring that promise.”

The man’s smile faded as his expression became dark and grave. I could tell that I hit him in a sore spot and struck a nerve.

“The thing about old-fashioned drinkers is that they’re traditionalists who enjoy the traditional way of life and cling on to the past. But they’re also risk takers, always willing to shake things up at any given chance even if it means risking everything,” I continued. “I can imagine that you worked hard for the life that you have. A well-paying job, a wife who I assume is a stay-at-home wife who looks after the kids and makes the home a home. But you’re risking everything you’ve worked built – your marriage, your family, your future – the very symbol and foundation holding your life together for momentary pleasure.”

“You don’t know me or my story, kid,” he spewed venom in his tone.

“True,” I conceded with a nod. “But I’ve met enough people like you to know how you work and function. You all are looking and seeking something outside of what you have because you’re either not satisfied or selfish.”

The man scoffed and laughed. “You could have just said that you’re that whore’s boyfriend.”

“I don’t need to be a boyfriend to call you out on your bullshit or be obligated to give you access to her just to satisfy what you lack in your marriage,” I said.

“She made herself very much accessible given the nature of her job.”

“Yeah, well, at least she’s not going to suffer for your mistakes and foolishness now. Will she?”

The tension hung in the silence. I pushed the finished old-fashioned towards the man and smiled. “Here’s your drink, sir.”

He was very annoyed with me, but he downed his drink in one swig. As he got up and walked away, he muttered, “You can forget about getting a tip from me, prick.”

[emile-hides]

What other enemies (or enemy costumes) would you add to World if you could? Personally I was pretty happy to see para-biddybud, coin coffer, and pokey, but it seems like a small selection considering the sheer number of Mario enemies there are

Okay I'm gonna be a Little Mean and lack whimsy for a moment here but I think this Everyone Is Here Mario Kart roster is Dumb and I Don't Like It.

Don't get me wrong I loooove Mario enemies they're well designed and interesting, but if you asked me if a Pokey could drive a car I'd say No??? Of course not???? That's a fucking Animal????

And also it Looks Dumb

Like.

That man is Not driving. He's not even on the Kart. It looks Stupid.

Like. Sorry to be a hater but everything gone downhill sense they put a Piranha Plant in Smash Bros. That is not a sentient creature that is a Plant. It was a Item just last game who put in a kart.

I think the only one who gave me any sort of whimsy to see driving was Cataquack and maybe Peepa cause they're just so niche? I was also happy about Pianta and obviously Nabbit who I've sung praises about, but they're not No-Name enemies.

Truthfully, instead of this Everyone Is Here Enemies with no personality filler roaster, I would have much rather if they'd put more Shine to Named NPCs who've never gotten to race instead.

Like? Toadsworth and E. Gadd would fit right into a Mario Kart roster to me. If you wanna reference Galaxy so much like Nintendo's been doing a LOT recently, Luba or Prince Luma are Right There and Very marketable.

More niche picks would be like. Any of the Paper Mario sidekicks, Goombella is sooooo popular, Vivian even more so. I'd love to see Parakarry again, and Watt sense we've let babies drive for Decades now. Anyone from SPM is a longshot but I'd still love if they showed up...

And hey! The Remaster of Super Mario RPG was a Hit! so how about Geno??? He's sooooooo popular and already converted to 3D with the remaster! And the Mario and Luigi series came back, so how about some old classics from those games? The Elite Trio, maybe Broque Monsieur? He did get referenced in Brothership (apparently)

Sorry it's all Mario RPGs those are my favorites. Anyways.

I'm sure the Koopalings will Eventually be added back in but it feels so weird they were Excluded at Launch to make room for.... Like just a Fucking Dolphin? It doesn't effect me, I know, because I didn't buy at Launch (or possibly ever) but I still think they're like. Incredibly stupid.

To actually Answer your question though, sense this is the direction Mario Kart is going and it's not changing obviously, I guess I'd like to see Chain Chomp. Always loved Chain Chomp. Let the dog drive. I also think it'd be funny if they let Bullet Bill drive, but also kept it as an Item. Just to be Difficult.

Oh also all the basic townie type friendly NPCs from Odyssey? Like the Shiverians and Volbonans. I say all of them because that does mean they have to make the Realistic Man from New Donk City playable as well and I just think that'd be very funny.

[everydayesterday]

as my local nature center is out of stock (potentially forever--/stares blankly at the wall), I have switched to using the Canadian roaster that I used for my parents' xmas gift last year for my coffee needs -- birds and beans.

it is certified as bird-friendly by the Smithsonian Migratory Bird Center (the specific criteria are kinda interesting), and is organic, fair trade, shade-grown, small family farms/cooperatives, compostable bags, etc.

the roasters have recently partnered with Audubon (their online bird guide is the best one out there) to sell within the U.S., donating a portion of the proceeds, which is convenient for me.

I'm trying the light and medium roasts. I'm still too scared of the Starbucks-ification of dark roasts, so I'm staying away from that for now. [their Canadian site still has a greater variety of roasts than the Audubon selections, so maybe I'll order directly from them in the future and just make a donation to Audubon myself.]

[I have a coupon if you want one]

[this is not an ad. I just like coffee, birds, and supporting charitable organizations and small businesses.]

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can you do these two for the ship meme for gilgamesh x anyone of your choosing?

#25. Do they like binge watching shows together?

#30. What was their wedding day like?

Thank you! I appreciate this a lot, these ship meme is great fun. Thanks as well for adding the questions I kinda forgot them.

I will go for Gilgamesh x Hakuno (either one) this time as I have been reading gilhaku fanfics recently. I'm going to make assumptions based off my gut instinct!! LMAO

Sending you my best wishes.

25. Do they like binge watching shows together?

Yes, especially when Gilgamesh is very needy, however he may be the type to give a whole lambasting of character's intentions and actions on every show, as well as give them scathing reviews. So whilst he's seeking comfort on one hand, he's still being an annoyance on the other. Hakuno enjoys the company, but can get a bit irritated if Gilgamesh takes it too far. Hell, I can even imagine them starting off as binge watching the tv show, only for them both to either get distracted in another's warmth or take it somewhere else completely XD They also strike me as a pair that will play games together. And as Hakuno can be very direct, they may end up as a bit of a roaster as well.

Maybe I am projecting, but with Hakuno being so active, and Gilgamesh never failing to make a moment about himself; I don't know how long they'd be able to keep the binge watch up- even if they both love it as a means to be close and enjoy their favorite shows together, I doubt they will be able to focus entirely on the show for long.

On the other hand, i think it would be a cute bonding activity for them (especially seeing as Gilgamesh is so dishonest sometimes). he can't quite toe around his words when simply enjoying their space and company XD it may give Hakuno a bit of a brief rest as well, because they can just chill in moments like these.

30. What was their wedding day like?

I feel like it will be a bit of a grand affair, but also very close and intimate as well. My impression is that Gilgamesh would make an absolute spectacle out of the wedding, and Hakuno would love the many treats and experiences he brings to the wedding (probably basking in the food, as well as trying new things that they never knew existed prior). I feel like they will both have a lot of fun, and that some very solemn and loyal vows will be shared, so it may get a bit emotional (with Gilgamesh awkwardly flittering between opening up and acting 'tsun' hot/cold at times).

I'm not sure really, all I can assume is that it will be huge af because Gilgamesh, and that Hakuno may be dragged to his pace a little. But knowing them and their determined character, they'll probably be the one to touch his heart on the day with their sincere honesty.

As they explore space together by the end of Extra/CCC, there is also a possibility that they may also just have a wedding that's for the two of them as well? It will still likely be very wealthy in its aesthetic, and include some luxuries; but may be more low-key than I'd assume their wedding day to be. And as both have very strong personalities, I can imagine it will be pretty heartfelt.

[countlessrealities]

is there a muse that not a lot of people roleplay with?

Asks for muns with a multimuse || Accepting !

To tell all the truth, basically half of my muses don't get much attention (if they get any at all). Most of my interactions are hogged by a small group of canon muses, then I have a couple who get a decent amount of attention, while everyone else gets just a few crumbles of interest.

To name them, Blitzo, Millie, Bill, Adrien and my two of my OCs are the muses who tend to me more neglected. OCs tend to be less popular than canon muses, so it was sort of expected. With Bill, I think the issue is that interacting with him needs some plotting, especially for crossovers. With Adrien, I guess it's because the Miraculous rpc is mostly dead? As for my HB muses, I guess that it's because there are many other more popular / better established blogs that write them, and while duplicates are fine, I understand if someone doesn't want to write with too many versions of the same muse. I added them to my roaster less than a year ago, when plenty of people were already writing them.

Then there are Stan and Jinx, but the lack of interactions in their case is also my fault. As mentioned, Jinx is the muse I find the trickiest to write, so I'm slow with her replies and I require people to plot with me, if they want to write with her. Stan...I just haven't had much muse for him outside his canon universe lately and the GF rpc is kind of dead, so it's not easy for me to find someone I can write him with!

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Minstrel Krampus

Roy Rogers McFreely

Weiner of our Discontent

Return of the Bling

Rapture’s Delight

Great Space Roaster

Stan’s Night Out

Ricky Spanish

The Two Hundred

Chimdale

Family Affair

Minstrel Krampus is objectively the best musical episode and Christmas special the show would put on. The moving parts are intricate but never forced, the comedy is in top form, the songs are all memorable and either funny or just solid bangers, and I like the minor status quo change of Jack becoming Krampus even if it's never truly capitalized on later.

Roy Rogers M freely is fun but after so many better Roger and Stan but heads episode I think it gets lost in the early season shuffle

Weiner of Our Discontent is the same as the previous entry but slightly lamer because I really don't care for the Steve and Toshi subplot. It's not awful it's just kinda boring.

Return of the Bling has some really solid gags. Specifically the Reagan bits and the first half before Stan finds out Roger cheated. But I do find the LOTR parody elements to feel weak and tacked on.

Rapture's Delight is an episode that I think is universally deemed absolutely peak and I have little to add to it! It's big, it's bold, it's cinematic with some fine art direction. It's great.

Great Space Roaster is probably in my top 10 tbh I just think it's top notch jokes from minute one to minute done and it's the best way this show tackles Roger's relationship to the family if you ask me.

Stan's Night Out is really fun. Not one I think about super often but I like the CIA guys and am always glad to see them show up.

Ricky Spanish is an episode that has a fantastic persona and a weirdly artistic ending but one I otherwise tend to find myself not returning to often. Its third act drags.

The Two Hundred may not be as grandiose as Rapture's Delight but I do think it's funnier. Probably the only time I've thought Greg really worked as a funny character without Terry backing him up.

Chimdale is an episode I always forget about I just don't care for it. It's not that it's bad it's just not as fun as it could be I think.

Family Affair (man you are a hella Roger fan respect) is an episode I think is funnier every time I watch it. Steve is my favorite part-him getting so pissed at Roger's cheating cracks me up every time Scott Grimes vocal performance is hysterical.