#sour patch kid

[personthatseesdifferently]

Okay but why did I just get home from going to see the guy who broke my heart? Did I not just post about this enlightening moment and how I was rewarded for my strength?

To my credit, I maintained my boundaries. I just had been missing him so much for weeks and wanted to see how he’s doing. I still feel solid in my choice and think it shows that I can choose myself and give space for the part of me that cares so deeply about others. After all, wasn’t seeing him to fulfill my own desires?

[narciesuss]

Happy Birthday baby 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼

[iputhepinprincess]

I wanna be a sour patch kid 💖 🩷 💗 💕

[midnasocarina]

australian sour patch kids have gluten in them i am truly at my fucking limit im crashing out im waging war against wheat idgaf anymore

[pitstoplexi]

Oh f1 is probably so fun to watch

My average experience:

[vidrissaponem]

Sally is such an absent mother

[the-real-comically-insane]

Today I explained to my significant other the @lady-raziel unus annus to weird sour patch kids collabs pipeline because I got a random video on my fyp of sour patch kids dropping their candy into Mac n cheese.

They told me I should start a video essay channel lol

[justevelynnnn]

I’ll always love you.

Pairing: Logan howlett x reader

Summary: Logan has a nightmare and hurts you in his sleep. This is a short story of that and the aftermath.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of blood, Logan stabbed you in your sleep, Profanity, Cigar smoking, mention of the scene where wolverine gets his adamantium skeleton. (Written with fem!reader in mind but no she/her pronouns are used or feminine features are mentioned)

A/N: this started off as a drabble but tbh it got a bit longer than i expected so 😭 but anyway, i love this plot so of coursee, my turn!

He was in the tank again.

It was the same nightmare every other week. Or, one of them. But this was the worst one of them all.

Suffocating. Confused. Scared?

He felt it all again.

He could never, ever describe what metal covering your skeleton feels like but it’s a horrible, disgusting feeling.

As he rose and roared angrily from the water, tubes fell out his body. He gets hit with a bullet to the head and he fiercely turns to the source, growling animalistically. There are more gun shots as he jumped out, screaming. Oh, and of course…Fucking Stryker.

Stryker. Stryker. Stryker.

Of course, the nightmare version of this event is more intense feeling. His heart was racing. His mind. His feet. Adrenaline is pumping through his veins. Everything is on fire.

Then suddenly, he’s in a dark room.

Still yelling and thrashing, he doesn’t stop until he comes to finally seconds later. Oh, it was a nightmare. Not real. Though, the screams still echo in his head.

And then he hears a soft, “Logan….”

He looks down.

You’re laying there, under him. There are tears in your eyes as you held his…wrists with..his claws…in…your….sides..

His heart drops. Blood runs cold. He feels like he’s gonna be sick.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck-

He mouths, “No…no no no…”

“Logan, it’s okay. It’s okay, you’re…” A pained groan from you interrupted yourself. “…okay. I’m here.”

He frantically pulls his claws out and sits there, looking at you in pure horror. Heart pounding still as guilt washed over him. Consuming his entire soul.

Luckily, for the both of you, you also had a healing factor..just not as good as his…it took twice as long for you to heal.

But you were prepared for this moment anyways. You knew one day…he’d wake up like this. That you’d wake up like this. You practiced what you would say and do. Remain calm and ground him. Remind him he’s okay and that you two are far from any enemies.

Logan looked at the blood covering his hands once he unsheathed his claws. Looked at you once more and then back at his own hands.

“I’m already healing, Logan. It’s gonna be okay. It was an accident.” You sit up in bed, even though it was horribly painful still, and rub his shoulders trying to relax him.

“..i…i..hurt you.” He softly said looking into your eyes.

“It was an accident.”

“I hurt you. I fucking hurt you.”

“You didn’t mean to, Lo.”

He bit his lip, holding back a sob. Still, a tear escaped his eye.

You hugged him solfty, not minding the sweat covering his skin and clothes, and rubbed his back.

“I’m sorry…i’m sorry baby i-“

You hear him finally break down a bit as his voice hitched. You rub his back more telling him it’s okay. You’re okay.

“I know, you’d never do it on purpose Logan…i forgive you. Look, I’m already halfway healed…it won’t even scar..” You pull back and gently held his face and kiss his forehead.

He sighed.

“Wanna stay up with me? Wash the sheets and sit outside a bit?” You smiled.

He nods. “I’m so sorry.”

You don’t respond as you get out of bed, pain on your sides quickly fading. You pull him with you and you both start pulling off the blood soaked sheets quietly.

Once everything is in the washer you sit with him on the couch in the dark, cuddled next to him as he smoked a cigar to calm his nerves.

“That was my worst nightmare.” He said softly as he took a long drag.

“I know..but i know you didnt mean too. You’ve been through a lot it was bound to happen at some point… and plus, i’m better now..”

“I…I dunno why you put up with me.”

“Because I love you. ‘Cause i know deep down you have a good soul.”

He huffed at this and smiled as he said, “Love, huh?”

“Yes, love. All of it. Your scars, your personality, just…you.”

Silence filled the room once more. He put the cigar out and laid it on the table then looked away.

“I’m just..scared. Of losing you. Are you sure? About us? This? I don’t want to hurt you anymore…i-“

“Logan, look at me.”

He turned to face you. Face unreadable as usual but you knew he felt worry.

“I’ll never leave you. And i’m so sure about us. 100%. You don’t have to be scared of anything considering that anymore. Okay? I’ll always love you.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment but then he closed the distance. Hugging you tightly. A soft thank you came from him moments later.

That night you two fell asleep on the couch in each others arms.

[elderwisp]

◁ || ▷

Kai: Everything was fine until it wasn’t. I keep trying to… Pray for answers but I can’t hear him. I think our God is angry with me. Maybe he knows that I’ll never get better.

Priest: We’ve had many conversations about your urges.

Kai: Thanks for, uh, not telling my parents by the way.

Priest: Of course, our conversations are between you, God and I. 

Kai: Do you believe in forgiveness?

Priest: I believe we spend our days reaching true atonement. While it might be easier for some, others might have a much more difficult journey. However, that doesn’t mean we abandon those who struggle. What do you feel is stopping you?

Kai: I guess I’m trying to make sense of all of this.

Priest: May I offer enlightenment? If temptation is what you’re struggling with then I’m sure you aren’t alone. To fall into temptation isn’t a sin but it’s when we act on it then we truly are lost.

Kai: Really? Because I feel quite the opposite.

Priest: You haven’t… Kai?

Kai: I’m looking for forgiveness in the wrong person.

Priest: Our God isn’t a person.

Kai: Thank you for your time, Father.

Priest: Wait!

-

Kai: Wait!

Alex: I don’t want to talk to you. I didn’t think you’d have the balls to show up here.

Kai: Honestly it was a long shot, I mean you blocked my number.

Alex: As one does when going through the embarrassment of being a one night stand.

Kai: That’s not the worst thing you can be.

Alex: Not helping!

Kai: You could be me. I’ll admit, that wasn’t my brightest moment.

Kai: That night, before I called you, I was in a bit of an argument with someone I… Deeply cared about. It slipped that I liked him and the humiliation that followed put me over edge. So I called you. I called you because I needed a distraction.

Alex: Jesus.

Kai: Alex, please. Once I realized what I had done, I felt so ashamed. Not because of you, but because I’m a coward. Look, I have a lot of shit I need to sort out. My life isn’t exactly the most cheery thing out there.

Alex: Yeah, it’s clearly a vortex of evil, like thanks for dragging me in and I was the one you suspected of having an angle?

Kai: I’m sorry.

Alex: Who are you apologizing for, really?

Kai: You.

Alex: Sure.

Kai: I really do mean it.

Alex: Kai. Stop saying you’re sorry.   

Kai: But-

Alex: Stop. You get me? You get what I’m trying to say? Stop pitying yourself. Stop being ashamed of yourself. That’s how you fix things. 

Kai: Okay. I know I deserve a hell of a lot worse and I might be grasping at straws for asking this, but do you think we could start over? For real this time?

Alex: Hmph.

Kai: What?

Alex: I’m thinking.

Kai: Well that’s scary.

Alex: You want me to say no?

Kai: Sorry. Wait, sorry for saying-

Alex: Fine.

Kai: Really?

Alex: But only because you did the same for me a while back. I don’t like to give second chances. Be wiser this time around?

Kai: [ nods ] Y-yeah. 

[willfreakbyers]

Was it casual when we were blue and yellow sour candies and we still had our same height difference

[30somethingautisticteacher]

Buck meets Tommy's sibling.

Coming in with the fluff and @sunnywithachanceofbi will follow up with the angst!

****

"Brace yourself, Ev," Tommy said as he opened the front door.

"Uncle Tommy!" a small voice squealed.

"Hey, Princess!" Tommy said, scooping up a little girl with dark curls.

"Who's this?" she asked, pointing at Buck.

"Cora, this is my boyfriend."

Buck waved. "Hi there."

"Ohhh, do you kiss?" she asked with wide eyes.

Buck's face went scarlet.

"Sure do," Tommy said and planted one right on Buck's lips.

"Did you hurt your eye, Uncle Tommy's boyfriend?" Cora asked, tilting her head with concern.

Buck chuckled. "Nope, it's just a birthmark."

Cora considered that for a moment, studying his face seriously. "I like it," she said, then suddenly brightened and ran off toward the kitchen.

"Mama! Uncle Tommy and his boyfriend are here!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Tommy shook his head with a grin. "Sorry about that. She's not exactly subtle."

"Remember when Jee asked you why your hair was turning so gray? You and I are no strangers to the honesty of kids," Buck said with a knowing smile.

"Hey, big brother," a very pregnant woman said as she waddled into the room and wrapped Tommy in a hug. "And you must be the famous Buck. I'm Nicole," she said warmly, extending her hand.

"Nice to finally meet you," Buck replied, shaking her hand gently. "Tommy talks about you all the time."

"Of course he does. I've always been his favorite relative," Nicole said with a smirk.

Tommy snorted. "Yeah, that was really stiff competition," he said, placing his hand gently on his sister's belly. "Besides, Cora and this little guy are my favorite relatives."

"What about me?" Buck asked with mock offense.

"You're not a relative yet," Tommy said with a grin, then caught himself. "I mean—"

"Yet?" Nicole raised an eyebrow, looking between them with interest.

"Yes, Cora, of course I'll join you for a tea party," Tommy said, pretending to hear her calling from the other room.

"Thomas Michael Kinard, do you have something to tell me?" Nicole asked, using his full name like she did when they were kids.

Tommy looked from his sister to Buck, who smiled and nodded encouragingly. "We're getting married!" Tommy announced.

Nicole squealed and immediately pulled them both into the best group hug her pregnant belly would allow. "I knew it! I could tell the moment you walked in. I've always been very perceptive."

Tommy snorted. "Sure you have."

"You better watch it, or I'll start telling your future husband all kinds of embarrassing stories," Nicole threatened with a mischievous grin.

Buck's eyes lit up. "Please do. I need all the ammunition I can get."

"Traitor," Tommy muttered, but he was smiling.

"Like the time you cried watching Dumbo when you were 15," Nicole began.

"Nicole!" Tommy warned, his face turning red.

"Or when you went through your punk rock phase and tried to pierce your own ear with a safety pin—"

"Okay, that's enough!" Tommy said, covering her mouth with his hand while Buck dissolved into laughter.

[brigitoshaughnessy]

Stargate SG-1 || Reckoning 1

Sam & Jack: every action has an equal and opposite reaction

[the-real-comically-insane]

@lady-raziel and markiplier they’re back at it again wirh top foolery

[mrscelebrini]

Story of how I was born @lovethornes

[jinstronaut]

24 / 50 days of jinkook

[gummi-stims]

💙🧊Sour Patch Icee🧊💚

From slimeobsidian's candy collection!