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sixosix · 1 year

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when was it? (when we fell in love)

isagi yoichi x gn!reader, fluff, 2 + 1 fic

you and isagi have been side-by-side for longer than you learned how to walk, and everyone just accepted that you two have been dating. wanting a more romantic approach to tell, you both begin reminiscing to pinpoint a moment in your lives that you two liked the other.

maybe it started when isagi bought a stuffed toy modeled after him.

he knocks, sweaty and smiling when you answer the door. satisfaction rolls off of him in waves, and it doesn’t take an eye like his to figure out who won.

isagi when he’s still riding the high of his adrenaline is a dangerous one. he doesn’t shy away from touch and his eyes are sharp enough to make a criminal freeze. when he pulls you in for a hug, his heavy breathing next to your ear, you ignore the flutter in your chest. he’s just excited, nothing else.

“good game?” you ask, using the towel draped over his shoulders to wipe sweat off his brow.

his eyes screw shut, smiling. “yeah.”

when he frees you from his grasp, you quickly dash back to the kitchen, hoping he didn’t hear the way your pulse jumped when his fingers brushed against your waist. the warmth lingers, enough to make you feel it on your face.

“sorry for the intrusion,” isagi says, and tugs his shoes off.

he always places it right next to your favorite pair of sneakers. on the left, close enough to each other for you to start feeling strange about the sight of it.

you watch him toss his backpack on the couch, and barely miss the moment his face lights up out of the blue.

“hey!” isagi calls out, scrambling back to get to his bag and rummaging through it.

“what’s wrong?”

he plucks out a cotton-stuffed little thing, holding it next to his face and matching the stern expression sewn on.

your jaw drops open a little. “is that an isagi plushie?”

his eyes twinkle. “yes.”

and then throws it straight to your face. with your hands held out from surprise, it collides gently on your nose and slides right off and into your palm. isagi laughs under his breath, apologizing insincerely.

“oh,” you breathe, holding the plushie up to your face.

its blue eyes are wide and innocent despite its expression, as if in awe of you holding it by its little torso. it fits snug in your palm, and you find yourself unable to toss it away.

with a smile you’re unable to keep off your mouth, you turn to face isagi, who’s wearing an unreadable expression on his face.

“you’re giving it to me?”

isagi freezes, cheeks bursting with color. “i bought it for you.”

oh.

“i promise to keep it safe and always with me.” and you’re very serious about it.

“i have no doubt about it,” isagi laughs, his voice soft in a way you’ve never heard before.

oh, you think. his eyes crinkle at the sides, grinning with all teeth and sunshine.

so this is what they mean.

isagi clears his throat, visibly flustered with the pink on his face. it’s near impossible to hide when he’s lying on your lap all comfortably like a cat. “that’s when you think it started?” he shakes his head. “that was only a few weeks ago.”

“w-well it wasn’t like i was that smart to realize,” you argue, huffing. petulantly: “when did you think yours happened?”

isagi’s nose scrunches in a way where you know he’s holding back from the truth. “when you… wore my jersey?”

you give him a blank stare. “don’t be lame, yoichi.”

isagi’s mouth twists, turning away. “when you gave me the ring.”

“i gave you a ring?”

isagi hides his face on your thigh, and keeps his face hidden there. “…when we were six. you found a ring on the bottom of your drawer and gave it to me because your mom said you should only give a ring to someone you love.”

“oh, i wish i don’t remember now,” you say, taken back.

“and i wore it every day because i was proud, but it stopped fitting any of my fingers, so i asked my mom to make it into a necklace for me instead,” isagi murmurs fondly, his fingers reaching out to pull a black string from under his collar and reveal a round little thing.

you laugh in disbelief. “oh, wow. you still kept it all this time?”

it’s tiny, not even a fit for either of your pinkies, proof of its old existence. although the color has washed out, it looks well-kept for a ring that age. like isagi cleaned it every day without fail.

“you can be so sweet sometimes,” you coo, pinching his cheek.

he huffs. “you’re saying i’m not sweet most of the time?”

but that could be a lie, isagi thinks, watching you laugh and continue to play with his hair, recalling more moments that you could have fallen for someone like him. like he deserves someone like you.

his head tips, chasing after your touch, and your smile is more rewarding.

maybe there wasn’t a grand moment one day, where he wanted to kiss you and put a ring on your finger (too) someday. it was just a gradual realization to the point where he could look back to those moments and think that yeah, he’s always been in love.

even before the plushie you keep beside your pillows, before the time his teammates pointed out that you are the most disgusting couple and they’re happy for him. even before when you wore his jersey and his heart skipped a few beats, or before the ring he refused to take off.

he was born into this world, and so were you. you two met, and puzzles just clicked into place.

isagi always looked at you and thought: “yes, this is the person i want to spend my life with.” not a single moment in time, but every day of his life.

isn’t that romantic enough?

yk those oikawa plushies that ppl love to torture for some reason (and i eat that up every time its so funny) on that godforsaken app??? YEAH. i like to think that y/n said to take care of it but they’re tossing it in the washing machine and recording the way it spins around in ridiculous speed

#I AM BACK IN THE TAGS I AM SO HAPPY #606:BLLK #isagi yoichi x reader #yoichi isagi x reader #isagi yoichi x you #isagi yoichi fanfiction #blue lock x reader #isagi x reader

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palmtreesx3 · 1 year

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Seeing Stars

I don't often share the words that vomit from my own head, but from what started as Hot Tub Steve appreciation inspired by the artist formerly known as @willowherbal (*insert Hunger Games 3 finger salute in memorial*) and the masterpiece that was Be With You Everywhere - Hot Dog Steve emerged and I couldn't remove the bumbling idiot from the depths of my brain. So thanks for that @sweetsweetjellybean @crappymixtape @superblysubpar

Steve Harrington x FEM!reader

Summary: The crew finally decides it's time to start celebrating the 4th of July again, but Steve Harrington finds he can't stop himself from staring.

References to past trauma, a dash of NSFW, staring, glaring and illusions to a hot tub hook up

Part 2: A Girl Like You

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It was hot. Not oppressive. Not stifling. But the kind of hot that has you seeing stars at one in the afternoon. Sunbeams bouncing off pool water, sunglass lenses and sweat glistening skin - not sure if you're more desperate for the cold beer or sticking your hand in the ice cold cooler to grab it in the first place.

Honestly, it's everything you could want for a celebratory, classic, absolutely patriotic 4th of July, but things are different at this particular picnic. It's been a few years, but the innocent holiday full of sparklers, sweet watermelon juice running down your chin and late night fireworks just hasn't been the same since everything that happened that year at Starcourt. It was when everything you thought you knew about the place you grew up changed in an instant and this motley crew welcomed you into their fold. Since then, most have pretended it was any other day, hiding away trying to busy themselves with whatever they can to avoid the Americana laced trauma.

You don't know whose idea it was to finally put a pin in the escapism, and while most tentatively agreed that it was about time you knock down the walls you all built to hide away the day, everyone unanimously also agreed they didn't want to spend it with anyone else that wouldn't understand. So that's how you found yourself here, hiding away for the holiday in the backyard of the Harrington house, poolside with people you grew up way too fast alongside, and others who are now far too grown to be the kids you once cared for. It's still surreal to you to think you can find yourself comfortably sitting here at this house with any of these people - none of whom (save the kids) were you big fans of before that star spangled day from hell all those years ago.

You were splayed out now, towel rolled up under your neck, daydreaming. Trying hard not to have your thoughts float back to all that you've collectively been through and instead on all the things you wish would go right from here on out. Behind a soundtrack of laughing, splashing and American Woman playing loud on the radio, you were grateful for the comfort of these people who turned into lovely friends and imagining the potential of a fresh start ahead after just finishing up your college degree that past spring. Things feeling far enough in the past to even consider what a future could look like.

That sparkling, blinking sunshine brought you back to reality - sunglasses snatched from your face in an instant by a meddling Dustin dashing by. The kids all now playing hot potato with your Ray Bans, you sigh before calling out "After all these fuckin years, you still think you can get under my skin? You know you're not 13 anymore, right?!" They laugh and you smile, because your favorite pastime is giving them as much shit as they can handle.

You squint hard against the blistering sun and in that moment become blissfully aware of the sweat dripping down your body. You casually reach in your bag, grab a second set of sunglasses and pop them on your nose while you swing your legs over the side of the lounge chair, considering your next move.

In that moment, your eyes catch on the steam now rising from the grill on the other side of the yard, Steve standing behind it ready to throw on a round of hot dogs to feed the ravenous troops. He's in navy blue swim trunks slung low and cut high, sunglasses perched on his head and a scowl of concentration on his brow. You selfishly pause for a moment to take him in, standing there so much more a man these days than before, but you quickly shake it off like you always have and make your way back over to the coolers, reaching in for a new can of beer and a handful of ice.

Behind the grill, Steve is doing everything he can to hold it together. He's kept himself busy today, lucky enough to be able to hide behind playing host in order to avoid suspicion. His issue isn't even the holiday - he doesn't need the 4th of July to remind him of his torture. He has chronic headaches and a ringing in his left ear to take care of that. His issue is you. You and the new view he has of you now that he's standing there behind the steaming hot dogs.

He takes a moment to gather himself, running both hands through his hair. You've never been one to fall for his charms. Not the King Steve brand nor the genuine yet still cavalier one that came after he actually got his shit together. He never did shy away from poking and prodding and exploring what he could get away with, but you…you always threw it right back at him. Playing what you assumed was a game of banter meant to keep each other on your toes - what he assumed was your attempt to remind him that you never really chose to be his friend. Despite everything you have gone through together, your friendship still felt a mile away from him and any semblance of a chance with you arguably further. He knows how you feel - felt? - about King Steve and he's pretty sure you being in his life is meant to be yet another reminder of what a shit person he used to be. So instead he settles for teasing and friendly yet biting remarks all soothed by his own fleeting glances.

And God damnit if he isn't cashing in on those fleeting glances today. He's pretty sure he's had to duck away inside the house at least twice to hide his half hard cock as he caught a glimpse of you sunbathing, sweat glistening on your tits in your festive red bikini or bending over, ass on full display, leaning deep into the cooler to pass out another round of beers to the group, including the kids who are now old enough for no one to give a shit if they have one, too. It's a challenge he wasn't aware he needed to be ready for. A battle of wills that makes tossing a molotov cocktail at an otherworldly monster seem like child's play.

Yet here he stands, making himself as busy as he fuckin can at the grill while you pass back over with a group to sit down again on the lounge chairs. Someone turns the radio up while you and Robin stand up and start belting out Wilson Phillips' "Hold On" to whoops and cheers from everyone around you. It's in that moment he slides his sunglasses down off his head knowing full well he will not be able to pretend he isn't watching you intently without the safety of his dark shades covering his eyes. He's taking deep breaths counting the hot dogs back and forth and back and forth again to ground himself when you run up next to him, out of breath from the sprint over, the singing, the dancing or all three combined and shove a can in his face.

"Can't forget the grill master, huh? Do me a favor and don't burn the dogs."

" Uh, yeah. Yeah, thanks." He stumbled out. Normally he keeps his composure and plays his role giving you some bite in his responses, but you've already derailed him and he's pretty sure the sun is frying his brain while he's at it. So now you're here, standing there completely thrown off.

"You okay there, Harrington? "

He grumbles out a hum and you leave him be, figuring he may need a few more beers or a whole new personality, because every time you consider dropping the snarky act with him he totally blows you off and can't be bothered to speak to you in full sentences. He's come such a long way and you want to let the past be the past entirely, but you find that you're irritated with yourself for even looking his way when he acts like that, so you come to give it to him harder next time.

Everyone has settled in again with their fresh drinks and full bellies, some playing a card game on the pool deck, a group taking a break from the water spread out in the grass and others bobbing in the pool. You take the opportunity now that the pool is calm and all games of chicken are nowhere to be found and slide in too, deciding to be unbothered by whatever the fuck is going on with Steve. You grab a hold of a float and kick your feet up so you're floating on your belly, arms folded on your float and head turned to the side resting in the cool water. After a best of silence you spin yourself around, ready to strike up a conversation with Nancy about her own post-college plans when you catch it. The sunglasses are just low enough on the bridge of his nose to catch a glimpse of the direction of his eyes and you are one thousand percent sure that before you turned your float around abruptly, Steve Harrington was staring hard at your ass. Fuckin typical.

Your conversations continue to flow, you join in on games of Rummy and races in the pool. You find yourself shoulder to shoulder with Max on your towels in the grass giving the girl the kind of advice you know she needs. And all the while you feel his eyes. You thought the first one was a fluke - of course Steve Harrington would oggle any ass put in his view - but now you're not so sure. Because normally with you, he'd follow up his blatant stare with some kind of bite or tease, telling you to put your ass away before someone uses it as a flotation device. Instead every time you think you might be catching him staring you down behind his sunglasses he makes himself busy and jams another hotdog in his mouth. At this point you think he's eaten at least 6.

It's late now, and the group starts moving inside, picking a movie and settling in cozy spaces to wind down from the day. Everyone falls into their normal movie night rhythms, bickering over movies, Dustin talking through the opening credits and flicking the lights off for the ambiance. You find yourself in your favorite movie night chair, giant Hawkins High Tshirt slung over your now dry bikini, feet with red painted toes hanging over the armrest, when you're certain you feel it again - eyes on you in the dark of the room.

Robins first to fall asleep, unabashed snores falling from her for far too long before Steve nudges her and tells her to go the fuck upstairs and get to bed already. He leaves to set her up in one of the guest rooms and you can hear now that instead of returning to the movie hes clanging around the kitchen cleaning up from the day. The others also start, sun-beat and slightly buzzed, nodding off into a comfortable slumber around you, and you don't hear Steve padding around the kitchen any longer, so you also assume he has packed it in and went to bed.

When you quietly snuck back outside, walking while shedding your oversized t-shirt yet again in favor of a quiet moment in the Harrington's new hot tub under the stars, the last thing you were expecting to see when the shirt lifted over your head was Steve, already perched there in the bubbles.

" I thought for sure you had already gone to bed. " You say into the silence. He has yet to really acknowledge you so now you're even more confused than before.

At this point, you're fully committed, shirt already off so you climb in, with or without his permission to join. Dipping your toes in and lowering yourself into the jets, you catch him looking before he looks away and you've about had it. You know you might come off strong here, maybe a bit bitchy…and the way he's sitting there with shoulders freckled by the sun and his chest hair all on display under the jets has you second guessing your frustrated emotions, but you don't let what's in front of you distract you. You stick to your guns and open your mouth.

"What the fuck is your problem today, Harrington. I know we're not the closest, but I thought we were friends and I'm not sure what I did to offend you?"

" Offend me? I - uh, shit. What do you mean? "

" Well you won't stop staring me down today, so either I did something to offend you or you can't help yourself enjoying this fucking impeccable view. " And as you say it, you genuinely feel that it's just a normal bite back. A tease that is on par for your friendship. It's when you see the look on his face after you say it that changes everything. He looks like a puppy dog. One that's waiting to be kicked after sifting through the garbage. Like a little kid with their hand in the cookie jar. Like he's just been caught red white and blue handed at his own fucking 4th of July picnic because he wasn't able to tear his eyes away from your body. Oh my God.

"I-it's not, I mean...I...guess it is, fuck. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have. Y-you just… . "

You watch him stumble over his words - a literal feat for someone who used to wear a crown like King Steve - and see him slowly slink down until only his eyes and nose remain above the bubbling water, shutting himself up without fail. Of course he acts like this with you. How is he supposed to ever convince you he's not an ounce of that old disgusting version of Steve if he can't act civilized around you even when you're in a bathing suit. His eyes closed slowly before he squeezes them tight. He can't will himself to look at you because he's so fucking embarrassed and he doesn't want to talk about it, but you - your not dropping it. You can't.

"Steve, you fucking look at me right now."

He slowly opens his eyes, keeping half his face still submerged in the water to ensure he doesn't say anything else so utterly stupid or make you any more mad at him than you clearly are. He looks at you so intently, directly in your eyes almost without blinking and you don't think anyone has ever seen that far into you before in your life.

"Were you spending the day checking me out?" you say, softer than he expected.

He slides up, ready to explain and admit his transgressions "yeah I mean, listen, I really didn't think anyone noticed, especially you... "

" Oh my God, you really were shoving hot dogs in your face to try and throw me off, weren't you? "

" Holy shit, yeah I ate like 10. Fuck, it was that obvious? That's so embarrassing. I really need to get a grip. You just looked so good today and I was probably just distracted and I'm sorry - " eyes closed again in utter shame, completely word vomiting his explanation to you across the water.

But before he could apologize again or continue his ramble, you moved quickly across the hot tub, slotting yourself low, down at his level and between his wide spread legs. He opens his eyes when he feels you floating in his space, noses almost touching, chins just under the bubbling water, and you are eye to eye now. He hesitates, thrown off by your proximity, before smashing his lips into yours. It's rough and sloppy and the water is sloshing everywhere as he brings you in closer by the hips so your legs settle in on each side of his.

And he can't help it, he breaks away and starts in again on it "I'm sorry, I - oh my God" he gasps out as you cut him off by grinding your bikini clad core down hard on his dick.

"I swear to God Harrington, if you apologize one more time I'm climbing off right this second" he nods, enthusiastically, fervently as you reach down into the water, between both of your legs and give him a nice firm squeeze. His eyes roll back in his head and he gasps.

"I swear I'm not apologizing, but Jesus Christ, I don't deserve this. You - I don't deserve you but not even this little bit - Fuck!" You grab his shoulder tight, holding on to give your hips another firm roll back and forth and decide to get a little soft and card your free hand through his hair as he babbles.

"I know what you see when you look at me - ah, sh-shit" you roll again but he reaches up and grabs both sides of your face to get you to stop and look at him "I know who I was, but I know you like to make me remember it too, so I never thought… I know I'm better. Fuck, I know it, but I don't know why anyone who knows how I was back then even gives me the time of day. "

You reach up and grab the sides of his face, too. Challenging his unwavering eye contact with your own, you lean in and give him the softest kiss he could have ever imagined, raking your hands back through his hair and tilting his head back a bit to look up at you. From this angle he sees the stars behind you and questions what kind of penance he did these past few years to deserve this moment.

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seektowrite · 6 months

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TMNT Short 1/? "Study Buddies"

2012!TMNT x N!Reader (⚠️Male reader and Female reader versions are at the bottom of this post⚠️)

Warnings: Fluff | Cuteness

Word count: 2,284

On a chilly, rain-soaked evening in Brooklyn, New York, I found myself perched on the rooftop of my apartment building, grappling with a decision. Should I pay a visit to the turtles, or should I head inside to prepare for my impending, crucial test the following day? My options varied depending on which of my four mutant turtle friends I sought advice from. Donatello, the intellect, would advise diligent study followed by rest. Michelangelo, the carefree spirit, would undoubtedly suggest ditching the test for a night of video games. Raphael, the stoic one, wouldn't express much concern either way. But Leonardo, the responsible leader, would likely emphasize the importance of a good night's sleep for the upcoming test.

Craving a much-needed visit with the turtles after a week of missed opportunities, I had an idea swirling in my head that would allow me to do both. I swiftly dashed toward the fire escape and slipped through my apartment window, my heart pounding with excitement. In a hurry, I grabbed my school bag, and as an afterthought, raided my kitchen cabinet for a handful of snacks before making my hasty retreat back out the window. Navigating this well-trodden path countless times, I knew every twist and turn like the back of my hand, confident that I could locate the turtles' lair even with my eyes shut. With practiced ease, I lifted the manhole cover and descended the ladder, making sure to snugly return the cover to its rightful place.

As I jogged casually down the concrete pathway tracing the primary sewer drainage, I raised my hand in a friendly wave toward the strategically positioned camera that Donnie had installed high in the upper corner of the brick wall. I had an impeccable knowledge of every camera's location, including the sensors thoughtfully integrated by Donnie along the concrete path. His unwavering dedication to safeguarding his family never failed to earn my admiration. Right on cue, after a brief pause, Donnie emerged just outside the main entrance to the lair, his arms confidently crossed.

I shifted from a jog to a leisurely walk, eventually coming to a halt directly in front of him. "Did yah spot me comin'?" I asked, my smile radiating warmth. All I received from the purple turtle was a brief huff and a dismissive shake of his head. "(Y/n), you've got an important test tomorrow. It's finals week…" Donnie expressed his concern. Naturally, there was no need to inform him; Donnie had an almost uncanny grasp of nearly everything. It would genuinely astonish me to discover something he wasn't well-versed in. Drawing closer to the purple terrapin, I offered a sweet smile and lightly clasped the straps of my backpack.

"Well, Donnie~" I began, my voice infused with a playful tone. "That's precisely why I'm here!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm, looping my arm through Donnie's and gently guiding us toward the lair. "I haven't had the chance to catch up with you guys in a week, and I've got some studying to do, so I figured, why not kill two birds with one stone!" Just as I finished my sentence, the unmistakable sound of wheels in motion drew closer. Turning my head toward the source of the noise, I spotted Mikey skillfully skating his way over. "Hey! We don't do any bird-killing around here!" he exclaimed playfully, leaping off his skateboard to warmly greet me. "Sunshine!"

With one swift motion, Mikey enveloped me in a hug. I couldn't help but release a cascade of giggles as Mikey twirled me around a few times. "Mikey, Mikey! You're going to make me dizzy!" I managed to utter between fits of laughter. The world spun in a merry whirlwind as Mikey's exuberance lifted my spirits. The laughter was infectious, and for that moment, I felt like I was in the center of a hurricane of joy. Eventually, the whirlwind of fun came to a halt, and the orange terrapin set me down gently. "It's been too long! Where have you been? Come on! We've still got that level to conquer!" Mikey eagerly grabbed my hand, but his enthusiasm was cut short when Donnie playfully tapped him on the head with his bo-staff.

"They're not here for games, Mikey. They're here to study," Donnie chimed in with his usual monotone, prompting Mikey to turn his puppy-dog eyes toward me. "Yeah, he's right, Mikey. I'm here to prepare for my test tomorrow, but I promise that once the testing's done, we'll team up and conquer that final level together!" My words carried a heartfelt reassurance, and the anticipation of sharing more gaming adventures with Mikey brightened my day. My words elicited a light-hearted chuckle from Donnie and an adorable, enthusiastic jump from Mikey. "Alright, then! Let's dive into those books!" Mikey's excitement bubbled over as he once again took hold of my hand, leading me deeper into the lair.

Upon reaching the main living area, I placed my bag on the floor and retrieved my books. Mikey settled on the floor to my left, and Donnie occupied the couch on my right. The cozy and focused atmosphere set the stage for a productive study session. "Alright, it seems like you'll be taking both the STAR and the PSAT, which means you'll be tested on a variety of subjects. Perhaps we should kick things off with algebra, just to get your brain in gear," Donnie began, but he was abruptly interrupted. "So, you drop by and don't even bother saying hi to the rest of us?" Raph's voice resonated from the hall as he came into view. His booming presence made it clear that social niceties were not to be overlooked.

He did have a valid point – I should have greeted everyone upon arriving, but I hadn't anticipated that Raph would be interested in the details of my impromptu study session. I placed a reassuring hand on Donnie's shoulder and exchanged a smile with him, even though Raph had cut him off. As I started to rise from my seat to acknowledge Raph, I suddenly felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back onto the couch. "You've already messed up, so don't even bother getting up," he grumbled as he took a seat on the couch to my left. "So, what's the deal? You're studying here now? Can't handle it on your own, so you need Donnie's help?" Raph's gruff words hit me like a sudden downpour, but I could sense that there was more curiosity than criticism in his tone.

"Not exactly," I replied. "I just haven't had a chance to catch up with you guys all week, and I also need to study, so I figured I could do both at once." I offered him a gentle smile, knowing that Raph's words weren't meant to be hurtful. Raph rolled his eyes and settled deeper into the couch cushion. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," he dismissed with a wave of his hand. I turned my attention back to Donnie, eager to get back to our study session. However, when I glanced in his direction, I spotted Leo standing behind the purple turtle. "A study session? Mind if I join?" Leo inquired, his arms crossed over his chest. "Of course!" I welcomed him with a warm smile, appreciating the prospect of having another companion for our study session.

Leo settled on the floor to my right, his shell comfortably resting against the coffee table, much like Mikey's. With all four turtles in close proximity, Donnie resumed reading from my study material. I had arrived at the lair around 6:30 pm, and I realized the passage of time had been surprisingly swift when I checked the clock and saw that it was nearly midnight. "Oh no! The time!" I exclaimed, springing up from the couch. The four turtles looked at me with a mixture of surprise and concern. "S-Sorry, (Y/n), I should've been keeping an eye on the clock!" Donnie apologized. "My apologies for keeping you here so late, (Y/n)," Leo added. "You should've been keepin' an eye on the time," Raph chimed in. "Aw, Sunshine, we're really sorry! We'll make sure to get you home quickly!" Mikey assured me with a heartfelt tone.

As I hurriedly began to gather my belongings back into my bag, a sudden realization dawned on me – I had left my house key on the kitchen table in my apartment. By this time, my guardians would have locked the door, leaving me with no way to access the house tonight. I paused in my actions, and to my surprise, it was Raph who was the first to notice. "What's going on? I thought you were in a rush to get out of here?" Raph inquired, his tone a mix of curiosity and concern. I bit the inside of my cheek, my face tinged with a slight flush of embarrassment. "I, uh…" I began hesitantly, clutching my bag a little tighter. "I left my keys on the table back at my place…"

Once the words left my lips, a chuckle emanated from Raph, followed by a reassuring hand resting on my shoulder. I turned to find Leo's warm, blue eyes gazing at me with a soft smile. "You're always welcome to spend the night, (Y/n). In the morning, we'll make sure you're up in time for school." Leo's kind and considerate nature had always been a comforting presence. "Yeah, don't worry, Sunshine! We can have a slumber party!" Mikey exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious, but once again, he received a gentle tap on the head with Donnie's bo-staff. "They're not here for a slumber party, Mikey. They need to get a good night's rest for their tests tomorrow," Donnie reminded, emphasizing the importance of the upcoming exams.

A soft sigh escaped my lips, followed by a warm, appreciative smile. My gaze swept over the four turtles, and then it fixed on Raph, who got up and left the living area for a moment. When he returned, he was carrying a bundle of blankets and pillows. As his eyes met mine, he paused and offered a gruff comment, "What? Don't want any blankets or something?" His tone was grumpy, but my smile only widened. "Thank you, Raphael," I replied, conveying my gratitude for his thoughtful gesture. I could hear him scoff and toss the covers on the couch. "Thanks for allowing me to stay, guys," I began, wanting to express my gratitude, but Leo hushed me gently. "You'd do the same for us, and besides, you really do need the rest for tomorrow," he emphasized, reminding me of their unspoken but steadfast support.

A smile naturally curved my lips as I drew Leo into a warm hug. "Thank you, Leonardo," I whispered softly, almost unintentionally. He returned the hug swiftly and then gently released me, turning his attention to arranging the blankets for my comfort. I was about to voice my objections, but before I could, Mikey was upon me, wrapping me in a bear hug. "Sunshine, can I sleep out here with you tonight, pretty please? We hardly ever have sleepovers!" Mikey's enthusiasm was infectious, and his request tugged at my heartstrings. I noticed Donnie preparing to give Mikey another light tap, but I swiftly interjected to respond to his request. "Of course, Mikey. It would be a bit lonely out here all by myself," I replied, granting his wish and sharing a smile with him.

Once I agreed, I observed Raph nonchalantly taking a seat at the other end of the couch, grabbing the red blanket he'd brought out. "I'm not letting you two be alone, so I'm crashing out here too," he declared in his usual gruff but protective manner. "Well, someone's got to keep an eye on the time, so I'll be staying out here as well," Donnie chimed in, clutching a purple blanket. I cast my eyes toward Leo, wondering if he would also join our little sleepover. To my surprise, he was already cozily swathed in a blue blanket beside the spot he had prepared for me. "It seems like we're having an impromptu sleepover!" I exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. Afterward, I bid farewell to Mikey and watched as the orange turtle dashed to his room. Upon his return, he clutched an orange blanket and a plush stuffed animal in his arms.

As I settled onto the couch, Mikey thoughtfully positioned his pillow at my feet. "No need to fret, Sunshine! I'll stand guard to ensure the boogeyman doesn't come near you!" I couldn't help but chuckle at Mikey's endearing, childlike comments, and I gratefully rested my head on the baby blue pillow. After I pulled the covers snugly over me, I caught a faint scoff. "Goodnight, or something," Raph mumbled, his tone a bit gruff. "Sleep tight, (Y/n). I'll make sure you're up on time," Donnie added, adjusting his own blanket. Leo's voice was soft and sleepy as he wished me, "Rest well, (Y/n)." He sounded as if he was already drifting off. "Nighty night, Sunshine!" Mikey whispered enthusiastically before flopping his head down onto his pillow.

A gentle smile graced my lips as I shifted onto my side and embraced the soothing sounds of the lair. The rhythmic echoes of dripping water, interspersed with the occasional creaking of exposed pipes, filled the space. Faint crackles emanated from the candles carefully positioned around the lair. To outsiders, these might be peculiar sounds, but to me, they represented the comforting symphony of home. Here, with the four, I feel more at home than anywhere else. I'm deeply thankful to have them by my side, and eternally grateful for the night we first crossed paths.

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ladybug100 · 2 years

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My dearest darling pt2

Steve was walking penny with you in the golden sunset, the pinks and purple hews making you look like an angel sent from up above. His angel, his sunshine, his girl and his soon to be wife

"oh! Oh! Yesterday I was at the department store with lottie, and I saw the most beautiful tie and It made me think of you! So I got it, it's back home in my room I almost forgot to give it you" y/n said with excitment.

Steve chuckled. "Why? Sunshine you dont need to get me stuff I'm the one supposed to spoil you!" He teased causing her the blush.

"I know, but it's just I thought its would look handsome on you. That's all, and I can too buy you things, your just as special to me as I am to you." Steve swore he couldn't fall for you more but everyday he did fall more and more in love with you.

It had been 2 weeks since he came for dinner, you and him were almost always together walking penny, taking car rides, having picnics in the spring sun, just getting to know eachother. You had thought you had loved ben with your whole heart but now you had steve and this love felt so much more real and better. More grown up then the high school games and kisses, hand holding in the hallways. Steve was sweeping you off your feet and you put up no fight.

That night your parents had agreed to let you spend the night at his house. Your father and mother weren't worried at all, why would Captain America break the rules? Why would Captain America take this opportunity to use his sunshine's innocence against her? And they were right next door they were sure nothing would happen.

"Alright I'm gonna get my night bag and I'll see you soon stevie" you said before kissing his check and walking back to your house.

Penny and steve making their way to his house next door. Your mother thought bringing penny was a good idea just in case. Steve liked little penny, she was a sweet puppy just like her mommy. The thought of his and yours children playing with penny had his heart swell and dick hard.

As he and penny walked through the door she started to pull on the leash

"alright, alright penny wenny just hold still so I can get your leash off then you can explore." He chuckled as he watched the penny dash and jump around house smelling everything she could.

He also thought it was a good idea to bring her with so she could get used to being in his home. Because soon it would be yours and penny's too, and hopefully a little baby would come along shortly after the wedding.

Steve had the perfect plan: he and you would spend the next 4 months dating and then on your anverisy he would propose and then 2 months later you would wed. He was secretly planning the wedding too, he knew what colors you liked and flowers, who would be there, what music. As steve waited for you he decided to call up bucky his old pal, when steve came back to the past he thought that bringing bucky back would be the best for him and it was.

"Hey buck! How ya doing?" Steve asked

"Good! My girl and I just got done putting james jr down to sleep, so how are you and y/n?" Bucky had met you and almost stole you to be his second wife if steve hadn't put a claim on he would have done it in a heart beat.

"Shes spending the night tonight. Shes at her place getting her bag while I'm here with penny"

"Oh! You gonna have fun tonight?!" Bucky joked

"Yeah not sex but I wont waste this opportunity."steve grinned

"Alright pal my girls callin' me to bed, you have fun" bucky said before hanging up the phone.

"Steve?" Y/n called out while walking through the door admiring his home.

"Righg here sunshine" he stepped out of the his office to find you standing in his living room with penny hoping around your legs like a bunny.

"Heres your tie" you stepped closer a light blush on your cheeks.

Steve opened the box and cooed you are going to be the best little wife to me. He thought

"Its beautiful! Thank you sunny" steve stepped closer to you; pulling you into his chest, his soft lips meeting yours in a passionate searing kiss. His hands on your waist whilst your hands gripped his upper arms. The blonde super soldier heard a sweat little whimper come from you his hands dug more into your dress that sat over your delicate skin. He wanted to feel all of you, but the little voice inside his head remined him of the plan that he would have you for the rest of his life.

He pulled away with a boyish grin on his face. "Let's watch some television yeah?" You nodded obediently sitting on the couch his and legs and yours touching while he flickered through the channels. Penny came running to the both you; dive bombing on Steve's lap snuggling closer to him. You giggled at the sight of your little baby penny already loving steve

"I guess I'm not the only one who loves you" you said not realizing that you had told steve you loved him. A warm and evil smile spread on Steve's face.

"I love you too" he said looking at you pet penny's head.

"I know its early but y/n I do love you and penny" he chuckled kissing your cheek

"Oh jeez! I thought I was crazy for loving you this fast" you smashed your lips on Steve's, you were never one to really start a sexual act but you finally telling steve you loved him and him loving you back made butterflies turn into fireworks.

Steve was more then surprised when you kissed so fast and urgent but it only made him want you more knowing you loved him and wanted to kiss him with such power and vulnerability.

The two of you made out so long that penny fell asleep, and when you finally broke apart it was time for bed.

*the nightgown you wear*

Steve's eyes were bugging out of his head as he saw you step out from his bathroom, your flowing over your shoulders the light pink gown barely leaving anything to his imagination. The deep cut showed of your breasts as you gave him a shy smile and kiss on the cheek.

"Your beautiful sunshine" he whispered into your ear as his arms snaked around your waist, trapping you to him. "Thank you steve" you laid your head down on his shoulder snuggling closer to him under the blanket.

Soon you were fast asleep in his arms, steve watched you as the pale light flashed upon your skin leaving him breathless. He slowly untucked you right boob from its confines, playing with your now hard nipple. Little melws and gasps left her lips in sleep.

Steve slowly pulled his hard fat cock from his sleep pants, he stated by teasing the tip with his fingers whilst lowering his lips to your breast sucking on it. He started at a slow pace; stroking his long member In delicate touches as he listened to your moans and whimpers.

The thought of you under him as he snapped his hips into yours, cries of pleasure and need in your voice as you begged him to fill you up with his warm sticky cum. To make love to you and to make you a mommy. The image of you riding him as he drunk your breast milk, your swollen tummy bouncing with each thrust he met with you pussy.

Taking on the counter as you cooked dinner for him, you waiting at home for him with open arms and legs ready to please him.

Steve came with a shout. Cleaning himself off and fixing your nightgown steve put his dick back in his sleep pants and dozed off with his little sunshine knowing nothing of the sins he thinks of her and will on day make her do.

A/N: I know it's pretty short but you did get smut so🤷‍♀️.

#Spotify #steven grant rogers #spotify #steve rogers angst #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x you #captain america fanfiction #captain america x reader #marvel #dark steve #steve rogers smut #dark captain america #dark steve rogers smut #dark steve rogers

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jabbage · 1 year

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#Letters from Watson #lettersfromwatson

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monsters-conquer-the-world · 1 year

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So with Birdo joining Mario Kart 8 this month, we also found out that there are FIVE MORE characters getting added alongside future track packs. Awesome. Fucking radical.

BUT WHO!?! The only hint Nintendo has given is a quote that states: “Two upcoming waves of DLC are still to come, featuring more returning courses and characters from across the Mario Kart series”.

With that in mind, here is my baseless speculation, hopes, dreams, and armchair IP management.

Diddy Kong - After appearing in Double Dash!! and MK Wii, I was surprised he wasn't in 8 from the get-go. He's also in MK Tour! He's a 3-timer! He has cachet and cred, but he's not my favorite potential Kong addition. I'd be happy to see him, but I'd rather see Funky Kong or Dixie Kong.

Paratroopa - Nothing against Paratroopa, but I think we have Koopas covered with Koopa Troopa and Dry Bones. If we're getting a new low-level mook driver, it really, REALLY should be Goomba. Yeah he hasn't been playable in a Kart yet, but the track packs have included plenty of brand-new courses.... who's to say a newbie or two can't slip in?

Petey Piranha - Nintendo loves this big dumbass. He's not my top choice, but he's funny and weird. More Mario Sunshine/Double Dash!! representation is fun too.

Pac-Man - Yeah here's a wildcard. MK8 already has Link, Animal Crossing Villagers, Splatooners, and Miis... who's to say they couldn't branch out to Namco? He's already shown up in two different Mario Kart arcade games!

R.O.B. - Another longshot, but he was playable in MK DS! My personal R.O.B.-stalgia has come and gone, but I wouldn't kick the funky little robot out of kart either.

Honey Queen - She's only been in MK7, but a little more Galaxy representation would be cool. I also love that she's a heavyweight. A big cute fluffy bee is a charming alternative to the beefy lunkheads and villains that usually dominate that weight class.

Wiggler - Wiggler was also only playable in MK7, but he's also been a staple of the Mario franchise since his debut in Super Mario World 100 billion years ago. Another big cute bug, but with a little more cachet and cred. Bonus points for forcing Wiggler to drive the car shaped like him.

Pauline - The mayor of New Donk City and Mario's first damsel in distress is already playable in MK Tour! Her whole sultry singer thing would set her apart, and MK8 could REALLY use some Odyssey representation.

Hammer Bro - Another Tour driver! Yeah I know I said that the next mook should be Goomba, but have you considered the fact that I really like Hammer Bros??

Captain Toad - He's in Tour too! I don't know if he's different enough from Toad and Toadette to be worth it... but it'd be cool to see him. If we're getting a third Toad I think Toadsworth would be a lot more fun. Like Goomba, Toadsworth hasn't been playable in a previous Kart, but maaaayybe?

Nabbit - New Super Mario Bros. U's prankish bandit is also playable in Tour. Nabbit's popped up in plenty of spin-off titles since his debut, and who doesn't love a little klepto bunny? At the same time, I think the Koopa Kids have the "fun mischievous little shithead" archetype covered and then some.

King Bob-omb - The iconic first boss of Super Mario 64 made his driving debut in Tour. I would absolutely love to drive around as this big stupid idiot. Hilarious. He a orb with a mustache and a king hat. GIMME

SWEET BABY PRINCE KAMEK THEY DONE YOU SO DIRTY FOR LIKE 25 FUCKIN' YEARS - Bowser's wicked man-witch, advisor, babysitter and punching bag was ALMOST in Mario Kart 64. You can look up screenshots! He got dropped at the last second for Donkey Kong, which is totally fair, but then he didn't get another chance until Tour?! Tour IMO doesn't really count. It's just not as fun. My wishful thinking brain is gonna just hope that the Yoshi's Island track that was added is a hint that Kamek's on the way.

Chargin' Chuck - Another ridiculous Tour dude. Football Koopa! Fuck it, why not! His hamburger car kicks ass too. Look he's just more interesting than Paratroopa, okay?

And then it is fun to go full bluesky. If they want to add more guest characters, Kirby and Captain Falcon would both be perfect for wildly different reasons. Some Wario Ware representation would be insanely welcome, especially athletic disco-man Jimmy T. or the scooter-driving Mona. We could use some Luigi-love too! E. Gadd from the Luigi's Mansion games would make sense, but Kitsune Luigi from Super Mario 3D World would also be a delight! He'd fit right in with Tanooki Mario and Cat Peach!

Whoever ends up joining the race, I'm excited to see 'em! I love this friggin' game!

#mario kart 8 #mario #nintendo

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bardbattledhasmoved · 2 years

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𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞: 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

sun rays. effervescent smiles. dandelion puffs. bare feet. beach waves. flowers pressed into books. champagne glasses. rose-gold eye shadow. boho skirts. wire-rimmed glasses. hair in loose waves. kaleidoscope eyes. sunshine in your hair. fire in your soul.

incandescent bulbs. crop tops. floral print. dancing in the rain. quiet defiance. hand-knit beanies. rosé. painted bookmarks. marble floors. cirrus clouds against a blue sky. polaroid pictures. hands held. fingers intertwined. flower crowns. baby bluebirds.

stardust. lace bralettes. brisk breezes. jasmine-scented perfume. books with yellowed pages. tracking constellations. sterling silver. violin music. chess games. iced coffee. glittery dresses. high heels. secret grins. midnight meetings. wishing upon a star.

candle flames. denim jackets. gladiator sandals. braided hair. messenger bags. movies at the cinema. stolen kisses. wax-sealed envelopes. haiku poetry. cherry wood. succulents. fountain pens. jigsaw puzzles. soft tired eyes. hidden smiles. cuddling with someone you trust.

moonbeams. newspapers. over-sized sweaters. dancing shadows. fleece throws. cutoff shorts. piano chords. red wine. messy buns. embossed journals. a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks. freshly fallen snow. tranquil solitude. burning incense. light hair & dark skin.

auroras. combat boots. burgundy lips. infectious laughter. spiral-bound notebooks. pencils used down to the stub. ripped jeans. painted nails. cloud-watching. summer thunderstorms. hiking trails. vinyl records. film cameras. skating on a frozen lake. hot chocolate by the fire.

fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn. heelys. being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend. the euphoria of soaring through the air. being excited for what the future holds. group hugs. colorful tattoos. bronzer-highlighted cheeks. hugging a stuffed animal. lifting a child onto your shoulders. space buns. bright streaks in your hair.

tagged by stolen from the dash tagging @dvarapala & @starsspin for amelia & @lokadottr & @highaevr & @emeraldshe & @novellasmart & if you see this and want to do it please tag me i’m very bad at thinking of urls for these !!

#❪ dash games ❫ ⤿ that’s one for the character sheet.

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hedgehoghavoc · 6 months

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I need to know if you fuck with the vision

Left to right, going down: - Shadow, ofc (Pre-SGW Archie) - Big Boss (Metal Gear) - Ryuko Matoi (Kill La Kill) - Son Gohan (Dragon Ball Z) - Hellboy (Hellboy) - L (Death Note)

Template under the cut:

#{shadow; ic}「head like a hole」#{HEADCANONS}「My Own Feelings」#{DASH GAMES}「Sunshine In A Bag」

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scumbag-the-hedgehog · 5 months

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Scourge has appeared! What to do?

Smooch

Woohoo

Make them mine

Kick

#cw suggestive #had to complete the trio-#{scourge; ic}「scourge sez」#{DASH GAMES}「Sunshine In A Bag」

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marblecarved · 6 months

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your muse's aesthetics as the sources of light.

bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes applies to them. please repost, don't reblog !

sun rays: effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.

incandescent bulbs: crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.

stardust: lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.

candle flames: denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.

moonbeams: newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.

auroras: combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.

fireworks: dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.

tagging: you ! if you see this on your dash and you'd like to do it for your muse, feel free to steal this from me !

#⌠ . irene evangelista : development.

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kaileeandag · 1 year

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Blaire’s Collection

Meet Outfit (Limited Too polka dot skimp dress with black leggings, black flats) Meet Accessories (Sony Handycam DCR TRV 70 video camera, pack of pretend Juicy Fruit Strappleberry gum, pack of pretend Juicy Fruit Grapermelon gum, two pieces of pretend Pão de queijo bread, and copy of Tuned In Episode #1 Fast Friends book)

School Collection: -First Day Outfit (violet Limited Too smocked baby doll tank top, blue Limited Too floral print skirt, white socks with pink sparkly Limited Too sneakers) -Blaire’s Lunch Set (red lunch tray with these pretend foods: Uncrustable grilled cheese sandwich, potato wedges, pineapple chunks with strawberries, and a pretend carton of milk) -Blaire’s Backpack and Supplies (black Bratz backpack with these supplies: pink Hamtaro pencil case, three pencils, 4th grade math book, red FiveStar notebook)

Holiday Collection: -Blaire’s New CDs (White Stripes Elephant, Muse Absolution, Linkin Park Meteora, Death Cab For Cutie Transatlanticism. CDs play these tracks as 30 second samples: Seven Nation Army, Hysteria, Somewhere I Belong, and The Sound of Settling) -Blaire’s New Gamecube games (cases only, comes with screenshots from these games: Mario Kart Double Dash!!, The Simpsons Hit & Run, Billy Hatcher and the Giant Egg, and Sonic Heroes) -Blaire’s Cheongsam and Shoes (blue outfit and shoes, can be combined with the leggings from her Meet outfit)

Birthday Collection: -Blaire’s Gift from Burton (is a copy of the CD The End of Heartache by Killswitch Engage) -Blaire’s Birthday Cake (gold cake with chocolate frosting, a 10 candle, and Happy Birthday Blaire written on it. The cake has a Hamtaro decal) -Blaire’s Birthday Treats (plate of pretend Brigadeiro Brazilian sweet)

Summer Collection: -Blaire’s Summer Vacation Outfit (pink tank top and navy blue shorts, white socks, white and gold Limited Too sneakers) -Disney World Ticket (dated for July 6th, 2004) -Blaire’s Disney Summer Haul (comes with a pair of Mickey Mouse ears, Disney World bag with 2004 written on it, a Disney World picture album, and a panda pouch from Epcot China) -Blaire’s Family Picture (picture of her and her family in front of Cinderella’s Castle. She is the child in the middle, her sister is on her left and her brother on the right, while their parents are behind them) -I Want to Rule The World CD (was made at the Song Maker at DisneyQuest) -Universal Studios Orlando Ticket (dated for July 7th, 2004) -Bruce the Shark Maquette (bought after going on the Jaws ride at Universal Studios Orlando) -Revenge of the Mummy ride t-shirt (bought after going on the Revenge of the Mummy ride at Universal Studios Orlando) -Blaire’s Splash Mountain Picture (bought after going on the ride. In the picture, her dad is holding onto her mom for dear life, Blaire looks freaked out, Burton looks confused, while Bianca’s just grinning like an idiot)

Winter Collection: -Blaire’s Coat and Mittens (red puffy coat with red mittens) -Blaire’s Snow Boots (black snow boots)

Bedroom Collection: -Blaire’s Bed and Bedding (full bed with Rugrats bedding) -Blaire’s Pajamas (Limited Too Nap Queen long sleeve pajama top and pants) -Blaire’s TV and Gamecube (the Gamecube is purple, comes with a Game Boy Player, neither item functions. The Gamecube can be attached to the front of the TV. Comes with screenshots from these games: Metroid Prime, Resident Evil 0, Super Mario Sunshine, Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles, Spongebob Squarepants Battle for Bikini Bottom, and Backyard Baseball) -Blaire’s Little Plum plushie (plushie of Xiao Mei Zi from Zhima Jie, the Chinese version of Sesame Street. She got this as a little girl from her dad) -Gordon and Susan Adopt a Baby book (her parents used this, along with A Mother for Choco, to explain her adoption) -A Mother for Choco book (her parents used this, along with Susan and Gordon Adopt a Baby, to explain her adoption) -Blaire’s Game Boy Advance SP (does not function, Pokemon Yellow is in the slot. Comes with screenshots from these games: Pokemon Sapphire, Pokemon Pinball Ruby & Sapphire, Pokemon Blue, Pokemon Yellow, Pokemon Gold, Pokemon Crystal, Hamtaro Ham Hams Unite, and Hamtaro Ham Ham Heartbreak) Extra Accessories: -Blaire’s Marry Girl Cake (was given to her by Andy)

#american girl #american girl doll #American Girl dolls #american girl oc #american girl fan character

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seasoningforbratwurst · 2 years

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Jerky is an incredibly preferred light and mobile protein snack that has a long background of use in cultures worldwide. Old Egyptians created a version of the treat by treating thin pieces of meat with salt and then drying them in the sunlight. Romans made compete, dried out meat sticks marketed in packages of two. The word jerky, which implies "dry meat," most likely refers to alpaca or llama meat. Conventional Jerky seasonings include salt as well as flavors. You can include, wild game seasoning black pepper or red pepper to your own unique mix for a spicy or wonderful taste.

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There are lots of advantages to eating this scrumptious special, as well as you'll quickly discover yourself making it as a household activity. While the USDA recommends a minimal temperature of 160 levels for drying out jerky, a local hunting client prefers a lower temperature for numerous hours and then ends up the jerky at 145 to 155 degrees. The cooking time for a batch of jerky utilizing a dehydrator is about 5 to 6 hours.

An examination piece ought to fracture yet not damage when curved, and also have a barbecue flavor with just a hint of heat. As soon as the beef jerky is ready, it ought to be vacuum-sealed and also kept in an airtight container. Food Saver makes lots of vacuum-sealing containers and plastic bags. If you select to make your very own jerky, you can even make use of a moisture-absorbing packet. You can after that save the jerky in your fridge freezer or refrigerator until you are ready to utilize it. Just remember to keep it far from straight sunshine. Get a general overview of the topic here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jerky.

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