#Diet Coke caffeine free

[kittensoftpaw]

Excited to watch Episode 2 of The Amazing Digital Circus!

And yes I have these specific snacks ready to go. :-3

Up Close //

The Snax

Caffeine Free Diet Coke

Dino Nuggies (w Ranch/locally made dip)

Cheesy Popcorn

Nutty Buddy

[coca-cola-official]

[darlingillustrations]

in other news, today is my THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of 100% quitting smoking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[thephloxbayou]

So Elon having caffeine free diet coke on his endtable is getting a laugh, but let me add, @kreezdeleroux pointed out _the gun doesnt even have a fucking trigger??_

[keepdiettips]

Does Diet Coke Make You Fat? Discover whether Diet Coke contributes to weight gain and the surprising science behind its effects on your body. When it comes to losing weight or maintaining a healthy lifestyle, Diet Coke is often seen as a go-to beverage for those looking to avoid sugar and calories. But does diet soda actually help with weight loss, or could it be doing the exact opposite? Many people ask: does Diet Coke make you fat? In this article, we’ll take a deep dive into the science behind Diet Coke and its effects on the body, explore the role of artificial sweeteners, and find out whether this popular soft drink is as harmless as it seems.

While it’s true that Diet Coke contains zero calories, the absence of calories doesn’t automatically mean that it's beneficial for your weight loss efforts. Calories are only one piece of the puzzle when it comes to how your body processes food and drink. Other factors, such as how your body reacts to the ingredients in Diet Coke, play a crucial role in determining whether it helps or hinders weight loss.

The Role of Artificial Sweeteners in Diet Coke Diet Coke gets its sweetness from artificial sweeteners, specifically aspartame, which is significantly sweeter than sugar but contains virtually no calories. Artificial sweeteners are designed to trick the taste buds into perceiving sweetness without the added calories of regular sugar. But do these sweeteners actually help with weight control, or do they have unexpected effects?

Some research suggests that artificial sweeteners may have unintended consequences. Although they don't directly add calories, these sweeteners can affect how your brain perceives sweetness and hunger. When you drink Diet Coke, your body expects a surge of sugar and calories. When that doesn't happen, it may lead to an increase in appetite, causing you to eat more later in the day to compensate. This phenomenon could, in theory, lead to weight gain over time, despite consuming a zero-calorie beverage.

Can Diet Coke Trigger Weight Gain? There’s been much debate in the scientific community about whether or not Diet Coke can actually cause weight gain. Some studies suggest that people who regularly drink diet sodas, including Diet Coke, tend to gain more weight over time compared to those who don’t. The reasons behind this weight gain are complex and multifaceted.

One theory is that artificial sweeteners, such as aspartame, can disrupt the body’s ability to regulate calorie intake. When you consume something sweet, your body typically expects calories to follow. However, in the case of artificial sweeteners, no calories are provided. This can confuse the body’s metabolic processes and may lead to overeating later, especially if your brain tries to make up for the missing calories in other ways. Another possible explanation is that people who drink Diet Coke may compensate by consuming higher-calorie foods, thinking they’re saving calories with the soda.

[cupandquillcafe]

Diet Coke

In today's episode of coming up with something to write a poem about, I've landed on diet coke. It's a bit of a symbol to me; I've had like just so many health problems over the years, often requiring a dietary restriction, but I promised myself at one of the low points that I would never give up diet coke. It's silly, but it's a great relief to know that there's one thing in life that I'll never let myself feel pressured to surrender. So, that being said, keep reading for a semi dramatic poetic soliloquy on liking soda.

It's simple, And stupid, One single drink that Keeps me from the brink, Knowing for certain that at least one thing Is mine to have And stays mine to keep.

This time, for sure Not temporary Something to cling to When life gets scary. A symbol, perhaps, if you like dramatics, But really, just one of life's pleasures.

It's hard to argue Without full context. Why keep old habits If those habits hurt me? I'll give up the dairy, The gluten, The sugar, The carbs, The fats, The oils, The spices, But let me keep one thing. Let me keep one goddamn thing, Even if it is a soda.

[lokisgoodgirl]

I was cleaning out some 🤖 bots and noticed that inexplicably there are over 5k fellow Loki-goners following my stupid little blog😭♥️

and we know that # followers doesn't mean much in the grand scheme of things - people come and go and whatnot - but I can't lie seeing that has made me unexpectedly warm inside. If you see this, thanks for being a pal and a fictional sister-wife, even if just for a little while, and making my little tumblr home so special ♥️ Positivity & Support & Violent Cuddles for everyone.

LGG x

* diet coke please, but caffeine free it's after 6pm.

[insomniac4000]

Lazy Sunday-George Clarke fluff

You and George have now been together for eight months, you met through your brother who worked as an editor for him, Arthur and a couple of others. He once invited you on a night out as you needed cheering up and from that moment George laid his eyes on you he was smitten and you were very much the same. It took him a couple of months to gear up the courage to ask you out and was absolutely thrilled when you said yes.

You worked a regular 9-5 job, as such weekends were often spent with George when he wasn't away filming. Your flatmate had pretty much moved in with her boyfriend at this point leaving your flat free for George and you. As much as you had gotten to know and love Chris and Arthur it was also great to have your own space. This was actually the first weekend in three weeks where you and George had seen each other due to filming on his part and a friends hen party on yours. You had spent the Friday evening out with George's friends and spend Friday night at his place before moving to your flat on the Saturday and going out for dinner Saturday night.

Sunday morning rolled around and when you woke you were still quite tired. You turned onto your elbow and smiled at the still sleeping boy next to you, hearing his breathing as his mouth as slightly agape. His eyes flickered and when his blue eyes focused and fixed on you he smiled and turned to face you.

"I caught you staring," he mumbled tiredly with a smirk placing his arms around you and pulling him towards you.

"I could stay like this all day," you told George as you let out a contended sigh.

"Okay, let's have a lazy day," George groggily replied closing his eyes once again, you followed suit and the pair of you dozed for another hour, slipping in and out of sleep as you laid there together, that was until the call of nature washed over you. As you were up you decided to make some tea for George and yourself, not being arsed to cook you grabbed some muffins and some biscuits you had in the cupboard before going back into your room and seeing George now fully awake sitting half up in bed.

"And where did you go? I got cold and lonely," he added sadly and you smiles lifting up the items in your hands.

"Just went to get some provisions for our lazy day in bed," you answered giving George the mug carefully and placing the sweet goodies on the floral duvet. Once you had consumed the baked goods and caffeine you went back into George's arms, he had made it very clear he had no intention of moving from that bed all day.

"Without a doubt this is my favourite thing to do," George said lazily as he squeezed you in his strong arms. You nodded in agreement as your hand caressed his cheek feeling his bone structure under his facial hair before giving him a gentle kiss on the lips.

"With everything going on and how busy we both can be it's so nice to just stop and appreciate each other, because I do, I love you so much," George told you a goofy smile on his face. Your blushed and peppered a few kisses on his cheek and jaw.

"I love you too," you whispered as your hands found his hair.

The pair of you stayed true to your word, the only time you left the other one was either to use the bathroom or when George went to get the pizza you ordered at around 4.

"I don't know about you but I think we should make lazy Sunday's a weekly thing," George suggested, mouth full of cheese and pepperoni.

"Agreed," you replied sipping your diet coke.

[traegorn]

Hey there! So sorry you're getting so many shitty asks. I'm sending a gentle message along to ask: have you eaten? Gotten something to drink recently? Watched a nonsensical funny video? Done other self-care things? There is no obligation to do any of those suggestions, and so I hope you are doing well. Take care!

I'm finishing up my break at work, but I have a bowl full of chips and salsa, and a caffeine free diet coke sitting on my desk.

I'm a middle aged queer person who's been publicly online since 1996. This sort of thing ain't shit. :P

[angelkissiies]

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abby anderson x reader

cw : lifeguard!abby , lifeguard!reader , au , smut , pwp kinda , oral ( r ! receiving ) , literally so much but i can’t remember !! porn !! a lot of porn !!

wc : 2.5K

a / n : product of way too much caffeine and self criticism, be gentle — im just getting back into this !!

The nylon clung uncomfortably to your skin as you followed the railing up the pool stairs, hesitating for a second before the last step as you let the water drip off back into the general population. Late June had never been so slow, the final hours ticking by in year increments in comparison to the usual haste that came with the hazy heat. 

“What time is it?” You huffed slightly, sitting down on the edge of the bench as you used a towel to pat down your legs, eyes cast up towards the man as he squinted tiredly at his watch. 

Manny perked up, tapping the plastic of his watch as he looked down at you. “Last rotation of the night, we are free, hermana.” He joked, nodding towards the side exit to the break room. “Accompany me to the vending machine?” 

A choked laugh fell from your mouth as you shook your head, “Absolutely not, I’m all good on Diet Coke and Cheetos for now, thanks though.” You spoke, glancing over to where Abby was sitting. “I’ll catch up with you in a minute.” You felt the man take his leave, the defense he’d been providing from the sun disappearing down the concrete as you pulled yourself off of the bench. 

The blonde was seated at her post, eyes lost in the shadow of her visor, making you chuckle lightly as you watched her shift in the chair– her muscles catching your attention as they tensed and relaxed in the brute of the sun, sweat dripping down her calves. You shook your head slightly, willing your attention to her now-waving hands as she zeroed in on you. If there was one thing you could be sure of, it was the sudden dizziness that entered your mind as your feet led you to where she sat, sliding gingerly past patrons chatting amongst themselves. 

“Sorry, excuse me, Darlin’,” A male voice called out, accompanied by a sudden grip on your waist– spinning you back to face him, his touch lingering at the seam of your swimsuit– just above where your skin met the nylon. “God, you are even prettier up close.” 

You could feel her eyes burning holes into the back of your head, the feeling sending a chill down your spine as you took a small step back– a lump arising in your throat, a faux smile pulling at your lips. 

You sighed as you stripped the swimsuit from your body, the straps leaving thin indentions in your shoulders as you let it fall haphazardly onto the tile. The steam had begun rolling off the shower walls as you settled under the stream of scalding water, letting it wash the day off. It had been a tense half hour, most of it spent hovering around the break room as the guards on deck handled the flocking of patrons– your focus being on creating a distance between yourself and Abby, the weight of her gaze following you during your mindless pacing. Her eyes didn’t leave you, steely blue glowing hot in the haze of the setting sun, making you the first to dodge her b-line for the changing rooms. It took longer than you were willing to admit to brave the mosaic tile and poorly clouded shower doors– yet here you found yourself, leaning back slightly onto the slat walls, a chill running down your spine at the contrast. 

“Fuck.” You groaned, bringing your hands up to rub the water from your face, mind full. Of course, it had to be Abby sitting there. Of course, she held her tongue. And of course, you were here– reading into this a little too much. She held her tongue because it didn’t concern her, she had no reason to be upset. She had no reason to say anything– he was just a guy. Just a guy who had a little too much confidence. 

Though, you couldn’t shake the look she gave you. You couldn’t see past the way her eyes were glued to his wandering hands as he made the mistake of touching you, the incident ending as quickly as it began– as there was nothing you hated more than a man without a clue about consent. She just seemed so, unnerved. You’d brushed it off, originally, chalking it up to her mutual disgust with the male species but– as your mind settled on the hard-line driven into her gaze, things began to make less sense. 

The obnoxious ‘thwack’ of the shower room door snapped you out of your thoughts, making you jump lightly– considering you were under the impression that everyone else had already taken off. You shifted your weight from foot to foot, your arm moving to cover your chest. “Hello?” You squeaked out, rubbing some of the condensation from the glass door to peek out. 

“Is there a reason you’re avoiding me?”

You felt your heart stop, eyes widening as you took a step back from the glass. “Wha–,” You paused, hearing her footsteps grow nearer. “I’m not avoiding you, Abs, I-I have no reason to.” The clouded door felt a little more exposing as you began to make out her shadow encroaching upon your stall, your heart shuddering in your chest at the thought of being caught so exposed. 

Abby snorted, pushing her now crimped hair from her face as she let her fingers drag across the glass pane– streaking through the steam. “Yeah right, you’re the worst liar– you know that right?” Her voice was heavy as she halted, eyes settling on the outline of your still figure, a shaky breath falling from her lips. “Are you... okay?” 

“I’m fine, yeah, I’ve gotten used to dudes like that.” You responded, a nervous laugh permitting the sudden silence as you felt the air grow heavy– from steam or tension alike, making you take a tiny breath in. “Are.. you okay?” You pressed slightly, squeezing your arm tighter over your chest as your eyes lingered on the door handle, something urging you to push it open– to bridge the tense gap separating the two of you. 

The blonde sucked a breath in, hands clenching and unclenching as she tried to fight off the growing pit of anticipation in her stomach. After all this time, this would be her breaking point? It was almost laughable, considering how hard she’d tried to keep professional with you. She was your manager for fucks sake, she couldn’t allow herself to have you– not in the ways she wanted. “Yeah,” Her voice broke, making her mentally smack herself as she shook her head absentmindedly. “Fuck,” She sighed, eyes settling on the door handle– and in turn a heat settling into her stomach, taking the place of the former. 

“Abby–,” You began, being cut off by the harsh contrast of cold air rushing into the stall, a tiny gasp leaving your throat as your eyes landed on Abby– her gaze wild and full of desperation as she pushed forward, wasting no time in pulling your nude body into her, catching your lips in a rough kiss. 

A sharp hiss left her mouth at the connection of the scalding water to her back, the heat soaking into the taut nylon of her uniform, making her push further into the shower– the door coming closed behind her, sealing the two of you together in the space, only enough room for her arms to come to rest by your head– caging you against the wall. “Fuck, tell me to stop.” She whined, a hand coming down to lift your chin, eyes connecting with your own in a gesture of relinquished control. “Tell me.” 

You shook your head, already craving the feeling of her lips on yours once more, eyes silently pleading as she peered down at you. “Please,” You whispered, breath trembling, “don’t stop, please, don’t.” You managed, hand coming to the nape of her neck– pulling her back down to meet your lips once more, this time in a messy clash of teeth and flesh. 

Abby relaxed into you, her free hand moving to the valley of your chest– trailing over the erect buds, rolling one between her fingers to elicit a sharp whine from you into her mouth. Her hair had begun to soak through, the honey strands creating a curtain between you and the water as she pulled back to press chaste kisses to your jaw. “I’ve wanted you for so long, you have no idea.” She panted between kisses, her tongue trailing over the skin of your neck before she began sucking dark marks onto the soft flesh. 

An airy whine left your mouth as her teeth nipped at your sweet spot, your nails digging into her shoulders as she continued her assault on your neck. “No, no–,” You began, chest heaving at the adrenaline that had entered your bloodstream, thighs squeezing together to dull the growing ache that had begun in your cunt. “I have, fuck, a pretty good idea.” You attested, feeling her pull away for a moment to admire her work. “Wanted you this whole time, Abs.” 

The woman felt her chest tighten, eyes darkening with a primal lust as she eased herself away from you, hands following the curve of your body as she lowered herself down into the enclosed space. 

“W-what are you doing?” 

Abby felt her knees hit the tile, hands coming to a stop at your hips. “I’m giving us what we've both been needing.” She cast her eyes upward, coming to connect with your blown ones, a hand navigating to the soft flesh of your stomach as she eased you back to rest against the wall. “Let me take care of you, hm?” 

You found yourself nodding before you’d even realized, the cold slat distracting you momentarily before you felt Abby’s hot breath fanning across your thigh– plush lips coming to place gentle kisses to the skin, her hand detaching from your stomach to push your thighs apart. “O-okay, okay.” You muttered to yourself, feeling the girl begin working her way up to your drooling cunt. 

Her lips lingered as she spared you another glance, smirking slightly at the way your mouth had fallen open– mindlessly taking every scrap of pleasure she’d been giving you. The realization of the situation began to set in, her grip on your hip tightening. “Relax for me, doll.” She grunted, wasting no time before dipping into the space between your thighs, her tongue drawing a stripe up your unsuspecting cunt– making your knees weaken around her. 

“God, oh–,” You gasped, moving a hand to the surrounding wall to steady yourself, thighs threatening to close around her head at the sudden stimulation– the feeling sending a chill down your spine as you tried to keep your hips still. 

Abby hummed in contentment, gathering the pooled wetness on her tongue as she traced your slit– nose nudging the bundle of nerves with every slight movement. The taste of you making her inhibitions fade to nothing but desperate attempts to bury herself in you– tongue swirling around your clit before bringing it between her lips. 

Your hand shot to her hair, hips chasing her mouth as your fingers twisted in her golden locks, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as your lips parted to allow vulgar moans to slip into the humid air. “Abby, Abby, Abby..” You whimpered, each harsh suck from her earning a tightening of your grip– her strands wound tightly in your fist as you pushed her impossibly close. 

The blonde groaned into your mound, the sharp tugs sending a pathetic wetness into her own cunt, her free hand coming to push past her own influence– thick digits gently tracing the outline of your slit. They probed past, easing into your plush walls, sinking themselves inch by inch into your heat. Her mouth detached from you, chest heaving as she caught her breath, letting out an audible moan at how you squeezed her fingers– mind heavy as she imagined how you’d take her strap. “Jesus, you’re so tight.” She breathed, dipping back down to press open-mouthed kisses to your clit. “And so fucking pretty.” 

A tiny whine fell from your lips as your face began to burn, clenching around her fingers as you attempted to grind your hips down to gain the friction you craved. “I’m,” You shuddered as her fingers scissored inside of you, making you tremble in her grasp, the fullness of your cunt sending a pang of panic into your chest. “Not gonna, can’t–” 

A small ‘tsk’ slipped from her mouth as she shook her head slightly, “You can, just gotta work you out a little, that’s all.” She hummed, her tongue darting out to kitten lick your clit, fingers slowly pulling out of your contracting walls before she worked them back in– easing you open for her. “Good girl, just relax for me, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Fuck, oh fuck, okay.” You managed, broken whimpers leaving your throat as she worked her fingers deeper into your soft cunt, a borderline pornographic moan ripping from your throat as she curled her fingers into the spongey spot, not even your best sex toys had been able to reach, your knees buckling as she used her free hand to hold you in place. 

Abby made a small noise of triumph before beginning to thrust her fingers, feeling the gathered slick begin to drip down the expanse of her palm. She focused her attention back on the swollen bundle of nerves, drawing rough circles around it with her tongue as she scissored her fingers in-between thrusts. The noises her movements drew from you only urged her on, her rhythm becoming sloppy and desperate with every harsh cry of her name, her mind slowly slipping from its collected goal to the pure need to make you cum– the need to have you writhing on her fingers. 

Your mind fell blank, the feeling too much to cope with as she continued her assault on your cunt, pathetic pleas falling from your lips as you felt the growing heat in your stomach wind into a tightness– one you couldn’t fathom as her thick fingers abused your walls. “Mmph, Ab-Abby, ‘M gonna–,” You squeaked, free hand moving to grab her freckled shoulder, nails digging roughly into the flesh. 

“Give it to me, doll, c’mon.” She coaxed, curling her fingers, pulling away to look up at your flushed face– ignoring the obviously cooled water as it continued to spout from the shower head. 

Your walls contracted, squeezing her digits impossibly tight– slowing her movements to an immediate stop as your legs trembled around her. You could feel the indentions of the slat from how limp you’d gone against it burning as your back arched off of the wall, the tightness snapping– sending a rush of white-hot pleasure coursing through your veins. The air was knocked from your lungs, leaving you to pant wildly as you settled back onto the wall– your entire body trembling under the weight of your orgasm. 

“That was–,” 

“Yeah.” 

“Do you want to–?” 

“My place or yours?”

[thyrell]

donald trumps red blooded american patriotic american gasoline man's diet coke button vs elon musks soyjack afrikoomer malding EVcel caffeine free coke table

^ me putting words together in new and frightening ways and its making my head hurt real bad but my boss at the post factory wont let me clock out and i have bills to pay, my god i have bills to pay

[tomorrowusa]

Stuff like this is not exactly news, but it is finally making the news.

In a speech at the Turning Point Action convention in Detroit on Saturday night, former President Donald Trump once again questioned President Joe Biden's mental acuity, suggesting that Biden should take a cognitive test. However, in the next breath, Trump confused the name of the doctor who administered the test to him during his presidency. "He doesn't even know what the word 'inflation' means. I think he should take a cognitive test like I did," Trump said of Biden. Seconds later, he continued, "Doc Ronny Johnson. Does everyone know Ronny Johnson, congressman from Texas? He was the White House doctor, and he said I was the healthiest president, he feels, in history, so I liked him very much indeed immediately."

The doctor Trump was referring to is actually named Ronny Jackson, not Ronny Johnson. Jackson, who served as the White House physician for part of Trump's presidency, is now a Republican congressman from Texas and one of Trump's most vocal defenders on Capitol Hill. Trump, who turned 78 on Friday, has made questioning whether the 81-year-old Biden is fit for a second term a centerpiece of his campaign. However, critics quickly seized on his Saturday night gaffe, with the Biden campaign posting a clip of the moment, minutes later.

Biden has had a lifelong stutter which he's mostly overcome. Trump's attacks on the disabled to draw attention from his own shortcomings are just part of his routine.

In fact, Trump is the candidate who repeatedly has shown increasing signs of psychological derangement.

In April, a leading psychologist said Trump's mental capabilities appear to be "faltering in a very dangerous way," while speaking on the David Packman Show. Harry Segal, a senior lecturer in psychology at Cornell University who has been critical of the former president's mental health said he believed Trump's "cognitive decline as being another layer of danger on top of an already erratic, mentally challenged person who shouldn't be anywhere near the White House."

As for Dr. Ronny Johnson Jackson, using him as a source is rather dubious.

First on CNN: Rep. Ronny Jackson made sexual comments, drank alcohol and took Ambien while working as White House physician, Pentagon watchdog finds

The Department of Defense inspector general has issued a scathing review of Rep. Ronny Jackson during his time serving as the top White House physician, concluding that he made “sexual and denigrating” comments about a female subordinate, violated the policy for drinking alcohol while on a presidential trip and took prescription-strength sleeping medication that prompted concerns from his colleagues about his ability to provide proper care.

Johnson Jackson got the nickname "Candyman" for freely handing out drugs at the White House.

Ex-White House doctor known as the ‘candyman’ dispensed pills without prescriptions

A former White House doctor was allegedly nicknamed the “candyman” for handing out pills to staff without prescriptions. [ ... ]

Former members of the White House medical unit claim that under Dr Jackson’s leadership, they had handed out stimulants and sedatives without prescriptions, and faked staff members’ identities to give them free healthcare. They claimed the practices had been shaped by Dr Jackson, now a Republican congressman, who was given the nicknames “Dr Feelgood” and “the Candyman”.

I'd love to see an analysis of Trump's blood. In addition to sky high levels of caffeine from his 12 Diet Cokes® per day, there are probably some interesting chemicals churning through his system.

[mrs-eedee-allgrownup]

My saving graces at the moment. Also thank goodness for caffeine free diet coke...I'm limited with caffeine now and this is amazing.

[midastouches]

this charts backlash is so weird like. this ain't a best friend moment y'all. it's a fucking business. and in businesses, you release more to stay above your competition. that is simply a successful business tactic. im sorry if two voice note memos are the reason your face can't go #1 on bb200, but like. that's a literal way to stay above your competition. do better!!!

no but actually take coke for example. how many kinds of coke are there? off the top of my head, we have regular coke, cherry coke, diet coke, coke zero, caffeine free coke, LIMITED VERSIONS WITH LEMON, LIME, COFFEE. is coke going to let Dr. Pepper or Pepsi beat them because they're besties? fuck no!!! it's a business, and they'll release what they need to stay on top! it is simply the consumers choice as to what they'll buy.

[grox]

They sell Caffeine Free diet coke at target but not caffeine free coke zero or regular coke

[marcusdoodlesalot]

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aweeee, thank you! I'm gonna use this to talk about Shadlink now. Specifically Good Enough Shadlink because I am so so proud of that fic and it consumes my every waking thought. Have some stuff you know and maybe a few things you don't.

Shad is playing a game to see how back of a pick up line does he have to use to give Twilight the ick. So far, Twilight blushes and swoons at all of them, because he is down so fucking bad.

They play Stardew Valley a lot together. Shad was in the middle of romancing Alex on their shared farm when he found out you could actually marry each other on the game and instantly pivoted to getting to Skull Cavern.

Twi used to use 3-in-1 but Shad mentioned before they started dating about how he hated the fact men would do that so he instantly went to Wars for help. Hasn't touched a bottle of it since.

Shad hides little paper cranes everywhere in Twi's apartment. Twilight is convinced it is Ashei who is doing it.

Twilight drinks caffeine free diet coke. He has an addiction. Shad is not allowed to say anything due to his own addiction to kombucha.

Twilight is actually a bit allergic to flowers, but he refuses to tell Shad this due to how happy he looks when he gets him flowers. He just take allergy medication and sucks it up.

Despite his unending sweet tooth and love of chocolate, Shad is a big fan of coconut sweets. And despite his allergy to chocolate and caffeine, Twilight will kill for some tiramisu and/or a triple chocolate cookie.

Shad is prone to headaches. Twilight tells him that he just needs some good country air. They argued a bit about it and when they visit Ordon, Shad is very upset to find out the fresh air does, indeed, somewhat help.

Twilight got his nipples pierced one night while hanging out with Sky and Wars, kinda forgot about them. Shad finds out about this once they start dating an they're making out. He is, indeed, very uh, enthusiastic about them.

thats all you get for now <3333