#Hawaiian Roll Hot Dog

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This is part 2 of the Chicago Deli Sweet Hawaiian Roll'd Dog and it was pretty good.

Part 1

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[mynameismckenziemae]

Unbroken

Part 1

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x You

Summary: You (Jake’s younger sister, Emma) were gutted by the way your first (and only) relationship ended, you’re not looking for anything but some fun. Bradley Bradshaw shows up for your older brother’s wedding and is eager to scratch your itch, but refuses to let it be a one-time thing. Will you let him mend the heart he didn’t break?

*Should be able to read alone but helps to read Jake and Charlie’s story, ‘In Case You Didn’t Know’ first.

Warnings: 18+. MDNI! This chapter contains adult language and situations, future chapters will have smut. There’s probable veterinary inaccuracies-I work in people healthcare, not animal healthcare 🥴TW: unwanted/nonconsensual touching/advances. Please message me if you have questions.

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“Thanks for letting me get ready here, I was afraid I wouldn’t have time to shower and get ready after that last call. Does this look okay?” You ask as you check your reflection in the mirror.

“No problem,” your oldest friend and soon-to-be sister-in-law, Charlie answers as she comes into the guest bedroom. “Emma Lou, you look gorgeous. That dress new?”

Charlie and Jake had invited you over for dinner to meet the other half of their wedding party, Bradley Bradshaw.

“Kind of? I got it at the beginning of last summer, just haven’t worn it yet. It’s too short for church and can’t really wear a dress when I’m wrangling farm animals,” you laugh.

“Well, you could if you really wanted too. I’m sure the farmers wouldn’t mind,” she teases.

“Ew,” you shudder, thinking about one client in particular you work with. “No thanks.

“Anderson still being gross?” Charlie asks, reading your mind.

“Uh-huh. Speaking of, I have to go out there tomorrow, he thinks one of his cows is pregnant,” you sigh, following her to the kitchen.

“Can’t Gav or Noah go instead?” She asks, washing her hands at the sink.

“I’m sure either would in a second,” you reply, wetting your hands too. “They’ve been nothing but great since I joined the practice, but I haven’t told them how he acts towards me. They’d fire him in an instant if they found out. It’s dumb, but I feel like he wins if he knows it bothers me. Plus he brings a lot of money into the practice. Ky comes with me too.”

Charlie frowns but then nods. “Okay, but be careful. He’s a dead man if he ever lays a hand on you,” she warns.

You don’t tell her that he already has.

“So this Bradshaw guy…Is he as hot in person as he is on Insta?” You ask, changing the subject.

“Nope,” she laughs, drying her hands. “Even hotter.”

“Off to a good start. Straight? Single?”

“Yes and yes. He told Jake he was going to ask me out but I think it was just to push Jake into telling me how he felt,” Charlie replies.

“Should’ve done that 10 years ago,” you mutter, smiling when she rolls her eyes.

“Bradley’s a sweetheart. I think you’d make a cute couple.”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes. “I’m just looking to get laid. My vibe isn’t cutting it anymore.”

“What’s not cutting it anymore?” Jake asks as he walks into the kitchen behind the two of you.

“My vibrator. I was telling Charlie I need to get laid,” you answer, forgetting Jake was picking Bradley up from his hotel on the way home.

Jake coughs awkwardly, “Bradshaw, this is my sister, Emma.”

You cringe, laughing as you turn around, refusing to be embarrassed.

Damn. Charlie wasn’t lying; he is hotter in person. Dressed in tight jeans with a Hawaiian shirt, unbuttoned to reveal his dog tags, and a white tank clinging to his defined chest.

“Couldn’t have led with that, Jake?” You glare at your older brother before turning to Bradley with a smile. “Nice to meet you.”

“You can call me Bradley, or Rooster if you want. Nice to meet you too,” he chuckles, cheeks flushed and his deep brown eyes twinkle with amusement as he takes your outstretched hand, making it look small. Your eyes flicker to his dog tags, wishing you could reach out and grab them to pull him in for a kiss.

“Who wants a beer?” Charlie asks, breaking the spell.

“Me, please, and thank you,” you answer as you reluctantly pull your hand away, wondering how his callouses would feel on other parts of your body.

“I’ll take one too, thanks,” he answers as his eyes do a perusal of you.

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“So you’re a vet?” Bradley asks as you finish your singer around Jake and Charlie’s kitchen table.

“Yep. Large animals mostly, but I’ll cover the clinic if needed,” you reply.

“Emma was always the smart one,” Jake says, nudging you with his elbow.

“And the pretty one, and the sweet one, and the strong one…” you tease.

“Strong one is true,” Charlie agrees, squealing as Jake pinches her.

“I’ll never hear the end of it ‘cause Em beat me in arm wrestling once or twice,” Jake rolls his eyes.

“Once or twice?! I was 14 the last time you beat me,” you scoff as Charlie laughs in the background.

“Sounds like there needs to be a rematch,” Bradley says, sipping his beer.

“I’m in,” you shrug, looking at Jake.

“Fine.”

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Everyone helps clear the table and load the dishwasher. It’s refreshing to see a man besides your dad and Jake help; you and Jake were raised without household gender roles but most of the men you know weren’t.

“Alright, on 3. Jake,” Charlie looks at him as she holds your intertwined hands. “No cheating.”

You laugh at the look he gives her.

“1, 2, 3!” Charlie says and releases your hands.

Jake’s stronger than you remember, but still not as strong as you. You let him push your arm a little, biting your lip to not laugh at the look of surprise that flashes over his face before you take a deep breath and push his arm down.

“Oh come on, you totally dropped your shoulder!” Jake argues.

“She did not, you’re just a sore loser,” Charlie laughs, kissing his cheek.”

“Gym muscle just doesn’t compare to farm muscle,” you grin, flexing your bicep.

“Guess not,” Bradley smiles.

Your phone rings and you frown when you see that it’s your tech, Ky.

“It’s work. Sorry, I gotta take this,” you excuse yourself to the front porch.

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“Everything okay?” Jake asks when you come back inside.

“Yeah,” you nod. “It was my tech. His kid is sick so he won’t be with me tomorrow.”

“So you have to go to Anderson’s alone?” Charlie asks, remembering your conversation from earlier.

“Yep,” you sigh, flopping down on the couch.

“As in Jim Anderson? The pervy old fuck?” Jake asks, sitting forward on the couch.

“That’s the one. He thinks one of his heifers is pregnant and I’ve got to go take a look at her before the weekend.”

“Shit,” Jake sighs, thinking. “I’d go with you but we meet with the pastor tomorrow morning. I’ll call him and see if we can-“

“No. You’re getting married in a few days. I can handle it,” you assure him.

“I know you can,” Jake agrees, “But it’d make me feel better if you weren’t alone.

“I can go with you,” Bradley offers. “I was just going to hang out at the hotel while these guys were busy.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” you shake your head. “It’s smelly and gross.”

“I don’t mind,” Bradley shrugs.

“He can use some of my old clothes and work boots,” Jake adds. “I know you can hold your own, Em, but I really don’t like that guy.”

Knowing Jake won’t drop it, you sigh and look at Bradley. “You really don’t mind?”

“Not at all. I think it’d be cool,” he smiles so genuinely that you can’t help but believe him.

“Okay. I’ll pick you up at 8.”

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Bradley’s waiting outside the lobby holding two coffees when you pull up the next morning in your work truck. He looks good enough to eat, even if he is wearing your brother’s Wranglers and a Longhorn tee; your Alma mater.

“Two creams, no sugar,” Bradley says, handing a travel cup over. “I texted Jake how you take it,” he answers before you can ask.

You take a sip. “Oh it’s perfect, thank you. I was gonna treat you since you’re helping me out.”

“You’re saving me from a morning of scrolling on my phone, it’s the least I could do,” he replies. He’s practically vibrating in his seat as you pull out of the driveway.

“Excited?”

“Yeah,” he replies with a grin. “I’ve never been up close to a cow before”

You laugh. “Really?”

“Really. I grew up in the city.”

He tells you about it on the way; his dad died before he really knew him and much like Charlie, he was raised by a single mom that he lost to cancer too young.

“You don’t have any family left,” You realize softly.

“Mav’s like an uncle, plus Jake and the rest of the squad.”

“Jake’s not the best at expressing it, but he considers you a brother.”

“You’re telling me the guy who was in love with his best friend for 15 years but didn’t tell her isn’t good at expressing his feelings?” Bradley jokes.

“Crazy, right?” You laugh. “I hear you were gonna ask Charlie out.”

“I just told him that so he’d finally make a move. Yet he always says I’m snug on my perch.” Bradley sighs, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah…what is the story with your callsign?” You ask.

“My dad’s callsign was Goose, so it’s a nod to him. I’m also a morning person.”

“That’s it?” You ask as you turn into the driveway.

“…why?” He asks, avoiding your question and your eyes.

“I was just wondering if it means you have a big cock,” you answer as you grab your bag and hop out of the truck, eyes flicking to his groin before meeting his with a cheeky grin.

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Bradley catches up to you a minute later.

“Good. He’s not outside,” you observe out loud as you round the corner of the barn. “I’m assuming she’s the one in the holding chute. Maybe we’ll get lucky and be gone before he realizes I was here.”

“That bad, huh?”

Your blood boils as recall you the times he’s touched your ass, brushed your breasts, and the inappropriate comments he’s made.

“Yeah, that bad,” you reply, starting your exam.

You finish quickly, laughing when Bradley turns green as you palpate inside her.

“Jesus! Your whole fucking arm’s inside her!” He gulps, turning away and patting her side.

“We got a fetus,” you say pulling your arm free, and removing the lubricated sleeve from your arm. “I just need to give the mama-to-be some vaccines and we’re done.”

“You know, she’s actually kind of cute,” Bradley says, crouching on the other side of the chute to rub her head.

“The calves are even cuter,” you reply, patting her. “I’ll be ready in a second here. Just a heads up, she may flinch.”

You hum as you draw up the meds, not hearing the footsteps behind you. You jump when a hand brushes your backside.

“Didn’t even come to the door to say hello. You avoidin’ me?” Jim breathes into your ear, reeking of chewing tobacco and old sweat.

“Hi Jim. No, I’m just in a hurry. Have a lot to do with Jake’s wedding in a few days,” you reply, stepping to the side to get out of his reach, refusing to look at him.

“You can spare 5 minutes, can’t you? I never get you to myself,” he spits before entering your space again.

“No. I’m here to see the animals, not you-hey!” You yelp when he tugs your ponytail.

That’s the final straw.

He stumbles when you jerk your elbow back, knocking the wind out of him when it nails his solar plexus.

“Don’t ever fucking touch me again,” you seethe, quickly administering the injections and picking up your bag.

“Oh come on, honey. I was just playin’,” he wheezes, bent over. But he reaches for you again.

“You heard her. Don’t touch her. Or anyone else for that matter,” Bradley says calmly as he walks around the chute; but you can see his hand shaking out of the corner of your eye.

Jim gulps as he looks up at Bradley before nodding. “Alright. Sorry Em.”

“I’ll send you the bill and you can find your veterinary care elsewhere,” you reply, ignoring his apology.

Jim’s face goes white when Bradley murmurs something and slaps him on the back none too lightly before following you to the truck.

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“So that was unprofessional,” you sigh as you back out of the driveway. “But fuck, it felt good.”

“It’s not unprofessional to protect yourself,” he replies. “You’re quite the woman, Emma.”

Your cheeks heat under his praise. “I really appreciate you coming with me and having my back.”

“You had it handled, but no problem.”

“Can I treat you to lunch? As a thank you,” you ask as you pull into the parking lot of his hotel. Not admitting to yourself that you just want more time with him.

“You don’t have to do that, but yeah, I’d like to get lunch with you.”

“Great! I’d take ya now, but I smell like a barn,” you smile. “I’ll pick ya back up in about an hour after I shower.”

“Can’t wait,” he winks, walking to the lobby after shutting the door.

He grins when he glances back, catching you watching him walk away in those tight Wranglers.

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“Sorry I’m late. I ended up calling my coworkers to let them know what happened before Jim calls to complain.”

“No worries. How’d that go?” He asks, climbing into your personal (and much cleaner) truck.

“Good. They were furious,” you reply, continuing when he arches a brow. “But not at me, said they wish I would’ve told them earlier. Noah’s going to give him a call later. I’d love to be a fly on the wall during that conversation.”

“I’m glad they’ve got your back too.”

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“Wait a minute, is there where Jake took Charlie on their first date?” Bradley asks when he sees the sign for the scenic outlook turn, handing you a fry from the bag of food you picked up from Ray’s-the town’s old carhop.

“Yeah, he told you about that?”

“I gave him the idea. Well…sort of,” he chuckles. “He was freaking out and didn’t know where to take her. Wanted it to be special, you know? So I asked what he would’ve done if they were in high school. I laughed when he told me he’d take girls to a car hop and find some place to park and fool around, but he said Charlie would like it.”

“She did. She would get so jealous when he’d take other girls out. It was so obvious. God, he’s an idiot,” you laugh, parking under the shade of a live oak.

You eat your lunch on the tailgate as he tells you about his dates when he was younger.

“…my mom tracked us down when I missed curfew and didn’t answer my cell, found us necking in the grocery store parking lot,” he smiles.

“I’m sure it wasn’t at the time, but that’s hilarious.”

“It was mortifying. That was the first and last date I got with Ashley Jones.”

“Thats too bad; if your mom hadn’t found you when she did, you might be married with 2.5 kids by now,” you tease, sipping your milkshake.

He laughs. “Nah, I’m happy with where I am at the moment.”

You smile, catching his insinuation when his eyes meet yours.

“How about you? You ever come out here and make out in a truck with a guy?”

“Nope. I’m Jake Seresin’s little sister, so every cop in town always had an eye on me. Fucking Jake,” you sigh dramatically. “It’s like a rite of passage around here and he ruined it for me.”

“You know, I’m a guy….and we’re sitting in a truck,” Bradley murmurs, brushing a strand of hair off your forehead.

“Yeah? You offering?” You ask, leaning in.

“I am,” he whispers before pressing his lips to yours.

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A/N: I worked on this way too longgggg. I originally liked it but now I’m not sure lol. I hope everything makes sense and you all like it 🥺

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[ocelotegg]

you can make garlic bread with hot dog buns. you can make it with hawaiian dinner rolls. you can make it with a can of biscuits. you can make it with a loaf of white bread. you can make it from scratch. you can use garlic powder, fresh garlic, or jarlic. you can use dry powdered parmesean, shredded parmesean, mozzarella, any cheese the heart desires, or no cheese at all. you can make it in the oven, the air fryer, the microwave, on the stove, in the toaster oven. you can make it anywhere with anything. it can save your life. garlic bread take the wheel

[valleyof-goldenlilies]

Love and The Lack of Ass (modern!Aegon Targaryen x Reader)

Summary: Aegon expresses his feelings over your very apparent thirst for Miguel O’Hara in the most Aegon way possible: sulking. 

Warnings: Nothing of note, except for excessive thirsting over Miguel O’Hara 

Word Count: 1.6K 

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire and Blood characters. All credit for the characters goes to George RR Martin and the showrunners of HOTD. The GIF above is also not mine, original credit to the creator is stated above. Go check them out! 

A/N: You guys deserve something fluffy after my last Aemond one shot 💗 also, I’m thinking of writing some HOTD one shots based off different Barbie movies. Would anyone be up for that? 

The sound of footsteps on tiles and laughter echoed throughout the otherwise silent apartment block. “Okay, I gotta admit,” Aegon said, while teetering under the weight of two Hawaiian pizza boxes, a few boxes of chicken wings and fries, and some bottles of beer they bought from the convenience store, as you fumbled for the keys in your bag. “That it was a pretty kick ass movie. Although I still prefer the other Spiderman movies.” 

You gasp, kicking open the door to your apartment, “Aegon I don’t know what your middle name is Targaryen, you take that back right now.” 

“Middle name is Sexyman, gorgeous,” Aegon winked, although he shrieked and quickly ran inside the apartment the both of you shared when you began whacking him with your bag. “This is assault, and I’m calling my lawyer!” Aegon called across his shoulder as he sat down the bags that he was carrying on your dining table. 

“Well, I’m telling your lawyer you deserved it,” you declared, crossing your arms as you gave him a vicious glare. Sunfyre, Aegon’s large goldendoodle, sniffed eagerly at the delicious smell emanating from the pizza and chicken wings, but Aegon shooed him away. “How dare you say that Tom Holland’s Spiderman movies are better than the Spiderverse movies? I ought to break up with you.” 

“Hey, I have a man crush on Jake Gyllenhaal, alright? Can you not shame me for my sexual preferences?” Aegon huffed, but he backed away squealing when you tried to jab him in the ribs. Sunfyre barked excitedly and leaped at Aegon, seeming to think it was a new game. “Woman! Now you’ve turned my dog against me too?! What kind of world is this?” 

 “A very fair one,” you said smugly, reaching to scratch Sunfyre behind the ears. “You see, even your dog is telling you you have bad taste.” 

“Hey, don’t act like you didn’t like this movie solely because of Miguel O’Hara,” Aegon protested, backing away to their bedroom for safety purposes. “Who are you to judge me for my man crush?” 

“That’s because Jake Gyllenhaal is an awful piece of trash who groomed Taylor Swift,” you huffed. “And can you blame me? Miguel O’Hara is so-” you mimed swooning from all the hotness as Aegon rolled his eyes. “Like goddamn, take one look at his strong, hulking build and tell me you don’t feel things!” you demanded. Aegon rolled his eyes again, with such strength it was a wonder they didn’t tumble to another dimension. “Sorry, love, I’m not into muscles.” 

“Well, I am,” you declared, hands on your hips. “And don’t even get me started on his asscheeks. Boy if I could-” 

“LA LA LA LA CAN’T HEAR YOU!” Aegon yelled, stuffing his fingers into his ears as he made a swift retreat to your bedroom. Sighing in relief as he shut the door to your bedroom, he quickly changed out of his leather jacket and white shirt into a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and flexed, smirking at his own reflection. Damn, I’m hot, he thought to himself, turning to get a glimpse of his side angle. But his smirk faded into a frown as he examined his reflection to look at his own…well, rather flat, behind. Remembering your earlier comments about liking men with muscles, he tried flexing his arms, but they seemed quite pathetic in comparison to Miguel O’Hara’s. 

He felt annoyance beginning to rise in him, ‘Damn it, I’m Aegon Targaryen, the hottest guy in King’s Landing University! Every single guy wishes they could be me! How am I getting insecure over some 2D character?’ But then he heard you squealing from the living room while being on a phonecall, no doubt with one of your friends, “I KNOW RIGHT! Miguel is LITERALLY my dream man. I mean, take one look at those muscles and that ass and my god did you see his fangs-” 

Unable to hear anymore, Aegon flung open the door to your bedroom, dramatically stomping to your living room, and curled up on the couch, pouting as he turned on the TV. You frowned a little as you moved around your kitchen, laying out your dinner while you reheated the pizza in the oven. Your best friend, Baela, was still babbling in your ear about the Spiderverse movie, specifically about some very explicit things she would like to do to Miguel O’Hara and Spider-Gwen, but you were no longer paying attention. 

“Baela, babe, I’ve gotta go. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” You hung up, just as the oven emitted a ‘ping!’, signalling that the pizza was done. But that could wait. You made your way to your couch, catching sight of Aegon curling up on the couch, a cushion in his arms and a pout on his face as he browsed through the selections on your streaming channel. You nearly giggled at how adorable he was. Was he bothered by your earlier thirsty comments about Miguel? You knew how sensitive your boyfriend could be at times. Suddenly, a lightbulb shone in your head, and you grinned maliciously to yourself as a plan began to hatch in your brain. 

Aegon yelped when a figure leaped onto him, dropping the remote on the floor with a loud clatter. Sunfyre came up to the couch, barking excitedly, as Aegon tried kicking at his girlfriend, though in vain. “Woman! What are you doing?!” 

“Showering you with my love, of course,” you declared, as you planted loud kisses on Aegon’s face. Laughing and somewhat screaming, Aegon tried to wrestle back control so he was on top again, but you weren’t letting that happen, not on your watch. “Are you upset about my earlier comments about Miguel?” Aegon immediately stopped struggling, instead pushing his girlfriend away and scooching to the far end of the couch, resuming his despondent pouting. You wanted to let out an “awww” at how cute your boyfriend was acting, but you knew now was not the time. 

Aegon felt arms wrap around him and soft kisses on his neck, but he didn’t budge as he continued to turn his head away and pout. “Why don’t you go and find muscular Miguel instead? He would be better to cuddle with than me,” Aegon grumbled. You couldn’t help but burst out laughing at Aegon’s blatant display of jealousy. “Oh, my love, you know that it was all just talk right? You’re still the one I love most,” you teased, running a hand through his gorgeous white blonde hair. “It doesn’t really seem like it,” Aegon grouched. 

You were about to make a snarky comment, but you caught the faintest hint of hurt in his voice, and your expression softened. Aegon might seem childish, but after being his girlfriend for nearly two years, you were sensitive to his every mood change, and how insecure he could be despite his cocky, confident front. You knew Aegon had a rocky childhood and struggled with the concept of commitment and love, and his fears of you leaving him when you decided you had enough of him one day. Biting your bottom softly, you moved to embrace him, resting your head on his shoulder as you spoke sweetly, “Aegon…you know you’ll forever be the only one for me right? Even though I behave like a horny, thirsty teenager sometimes, I want you to know, I love you the way you are. And Miguel O’Hara’s muscles will never get in the way of that.” 

Aegon was quiet for a while, and you were worried that he was really hurt this time, but then he mumbled, “...even if I don’t have any asscheeks?” You laughed, tilting his head to face yours again, and your heart melted at the sight of his soulful purple eyes. “Yes, even if you don’t have any asscheeks. I’m not that fond of big butts anyway, yours is just nice.” 

Aegon brightened immediately, abruptly leaning in to kiss you. The both of you made out on your couch for a while, tangling your hands in each other’s hair and moaning quietly. You were interrupted however, by Sunfyre’s bark and him scrambling on the couch to get it on the “group cuddle”. 

“Damn, can’t a man not be cockblocked by his pooch for a moment?” Aegon grumbled as you both broke away from your kiss, grinning breathlessly at each other. Sunfyre stood on his hind paws to try and climb over you to Aegon’s lap, and you chuckled, “Apparently not. I think he’s telling us he’s hungry.” 

“Yes, for my attention,” Aegon said smugly as Sunfyre successfully managed to clamber over you and into Aegon’s lap. He scratched Sunfyre behind his ears and smiled, forgetting why he was even upset in the first place. “Looks like you’re not that unhappy anymore,” you noted with a smile. Aegon immediately tried to look pouty again, though since his heart was not in it anymore it just made him look impish instead of mournful. “Noooo that’s not true, I’m still in need of comfort. And a kiss,” he tried to move in for a kiss again, but you flicked him on the forehead. “Hey!” he cried out indignantly, but you soothed his complaints by leaning in to plant a quick peck on his cheek. “Let’s have dinner first, then you can have all the kisses you want in bed later.” Aegon grinned, and moved to shove Sunfyre off his lap, ignoring the large dog’s whine. “I’ll hold you to that, my love!” he called out as he bounded over to the kitchen to take the pizza out of the oven. 

You chuckled as you followed after him, Sunfyre begging at your feet for scraps. Screw Miguel and his muscles, who needs him when you have your own loveable little dork right here?

can someone tell me what level of thirst is considered unhealthy because i don’t think me and my friends know anymore. 

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[thewolfwarriors]

Florida!HTTYD Book AU

(specifically Florida Panhandle! AU) 

Like Hiccup, I too grew up around an archipelago of islands full of venomous and dangerous reptiles! (Had a couple of close calls too!) I went kayaking, boating, hiking, fishing, you name it! Unfortunately, growing up in Florida meant I had to deal with Floridians. So, again, like Hiccup, I ran into lots of...characters.

This idea started off from me making a joke to my brother about how Madguts would be a Trump supporter and drive a Ford ages ago. Then it all went downhill from there. (Honestly, I could write a whole post on Florida!Madguts alone.) Someone in the reblogs of one of my posts also wished for it. This one goes to y’all.

Incoming cursed-as-hell long-ish post:

Main Characters:

Hiccup - from a military family, can't go in the military because he can't pass any of the boot camps, works with his friend Fishlegs, obsessed with Marine Biology, scored 6s on the FCAT every year,

Fishlegs - Works at Publix, Wafflehouse, Coram's, Whataburger, etc., almost dies regularly from horse and yellow fly bites,

Stoick - giant, fat beach dad vibes, retired vet, always wears a big polo or Ron Jon Surf Shack Shirts with polarized sunglasses on, boomer Facebook profile, Corona beers, Margaritaville, drives a pontoon called the Fat Penguin, sold his old sail boat the Peregrine Falcon to Humungous Hotshot,

Baggybum - Marines, never takes off his raybans, goes hunting constantly, camo jackets, guns guns guns, Bass Pro Shop

(Basically, Stoick loves saltwater and Baggy loves freshwater)

Snotlout - Military brat, sports scholarships, ROTC, loves the beach, riding four-wheelers and going mudding, 

Bertha - school bus driver, ROLL TIDE, "You might be a redneck if...", Basically just Nanny-Maw, “plaid shirts with the sleeves ripped off” lesbian vibes, Blue Ribbon or Busch beer I can’t decide

Camicazi - loves the mud, always doing dangerous stunts on whatever motorized equipment she can get her hands on, constantly catching frogs/possums/snakes and brings them inside

Others:

Madguts - definitely wears a MAGA hat, drives a Full-Size Heavy-Duty 2022 Super Duty F-450 King Ranch® Pickup (tailgates EVERYONE), spits tobacco, hot boxes his trailer on a regular basis, runs a crime ring in the boondocks(drugs, dog fights, or simply selling stolen goods), divorced 4 times, Rob Zombie, meth, breeds Pitbulls,

Gumboil - also spits tobacco, Malboros, always rides shotgun with Madguts in his Full-Size Heavy-Duty 2022 Super Duty F-450 King Ranch® Pickup, Alabama Crimson Tide merch, has like 14 trucks he swears he's gonna sell and turn around in his yard, always speaks in inappropriate countryisms

Needless to say, but they're both huge gun enthusiasts and drink Bud.

Thuggory - listens to Butt Rock and Pop Country, Y'all Means All, camo and plaid long sleeves, well fitted Levi's, does everything with his Dad

Humungous Hotshot - Lives on the Peregrine Falcon, “#saltlife”, hooked on fishing, Hooters, sandles with socks underneath, Hawaiian shirts, GOLF, Panama Jack,

Tantrum - not even from Florida, prefers to be in the Keys, comes up to the Panhandle with Humungous so he can see his friends, "#beachbabe", This Video, Ed Hardy

Gobber the Belch - Thunderbeach, drives Harley’s, drives to Alabama to buy illegal fireworks, scary Wafflehouse chef, also Snotlout and Hiccup’s football coach/history teacher

[iwuvwydia]

Craving a cold hot dog on Hawaiian rolls rn

[honeyjets]

Looong Holiday Weekend

Saturday morning @lessjokes and I got up and biked to St. Francis for breakfast and then popped into Beretta for a quick marg before Indy 5 at the Alamo, after which we biked to the friends 'n' fam opening of Jesse's new Enterprise Brewing where we ran into Theresa and Chris and Jane and Dave and Fred. The pilsner is pretty good. I bought some merch from Lauren and made a plan with her to meet up the next day at Stern Grove for Santigold and OGI, then Jess and Jane and I went to dinner at Ryo's new place Kuma on Valencia which was bomb. Then Jess and I went home (me electing to skip the Star Decay show and the Blue Velvet screening in favor of saving up energy for the next day) and she packed up and went to the airport and I watched a movie and went to sleep early. In the morning I caught the 23 out to the concert and hung out with Lauren and her friends on her blanket, and I ran into David and Kaveena and chatted for a bit. Santi was pretty good. Then I caught the M-Ocean or K-Ingleside (first time in a while either way) back to town and grabbed a 12er of Truly to take to Sylvia's backyard birthday BBQ. I arrived at the same time as Dave's friend from Barcelona, so we talked Barcelona for a bit, then I talked to Fred about being teenage punks turned 40ish old guys. I met Rebecca for the first time, she seemed pretty cool. Matt's kid was really funny. I drank a bunch of Trulys and ate a platter of grilled zucchini nobody was touching, and then afternoon turned into a blur. After midnight I walked with Fiona a few blocks, gossiped about the day and then hopped a sharebike home. The next day I took the ferry over to Oakland to meet Jane at the Snail Bar 2-year anniversary party. We had crudite, Colombian hot dogs and shrimp tostadas, all of which were bomb, then I caught a ride back to Jane's place and we caught the sunset on the deck and sobered up and then I drove my car (which I'd left there the previous week after our final dinner at Longbranch before David's retirement) back home and chilled out for an hour before catching the 24 over the hill to the Knockout to meet up with Sylvia, Fiona, Rebecca and Dave for karaoke. I sang "Only You" by Yaz and "When You're Gone" by the Cranberries, thinking of Jess far away, and I ran into my guy @chineseripofff for the first time in years and we hugged a lot and talked about the old days, and we all had to stay til just about closing to see Dave do "The Passenger," which was worth it. Fiona didn't sing but seemed to have the best time out of all of us. Rebecca gave us some cool tips about nightlife in the Excelsior, and then I caught the 49 with her in that direction, forgetting that the 24 I was gonna transfer to didn't run at that time of night, so I ended up walking all the way up Cortland to grab a sharebike. (I wanted this to be one huge paragraph btw but Tumblr is making me break it up...)

The next day was the 4th, so I got up and went Duc Loi to get stuff to bring to @corntard's BBQ. I got a 12er of Topo Chico hard seltzers (which turned out to be not as good as Truly, in my opinion, despite the cooler packaging), King's Hawaiian rolls (because they were out of hot dog buns), two bags of ice, and a coconut water. Mike, Constance and @westerday were there when I arrived, followed by Kate and Sean, Javier and Leti, Dave and Sylvia, and then Sunny and Rebecca and a few others later on. We talked film stuff, the new bike lanes on Valencia, travel, the old days, and probably lots of other topics, ate Korean dogs and taters and a couple big salads, and then the sun was setting and it was time to go. Dave and I strolled by the Make-Out Room but the Healing Gems show hadn't even started yet so we grabbed a booth for two at the LAC and talked about social anxiety and romantic relationships for a while. Upon our return to the Make-Out Room, Stella and Justin and Shannon and Greg were outside smoking and I hadn't seen Stella in a WHILE and she had a bunch of fun news to talk about, so we basically missed the entire Adron set (although we could see it and hear it decently from out front) just catching up. A very well dressed @vicwomg came over to say hi and we talked about the Wednesday night jazz scene briefly. It was cool to have this particular group randomly hanging out after all these years. Stella and Justin had to take off, so I went inside to watch Healing Gems. Sylvia arrived and found me and Dave. Healing Gems were pretty good. Dave and I bought LPs and we sat at a booth and finished our drinks and then I went home. The next day I spent mostly on the couch recovering, but I had a nice FaceTime with Jess and ate some healthy stuff and then went to Doc's to meet up with Dave and Sylvia (yet again) for a drink before Weird Wednesday at the Alamo. Innerspace holds up. Another drink at Doc's after and then home. The next day, another day on the couch, followed by another trip to the Alamo (with Dave and Sylvia again, and Helena) for the premiere of Joy Ride, which fucking RIPS, after which Dave and I caught a car to the Savoy Tivoli for Wesley's 40th birthday party. Mike, Constance, Sunny and a few others I didn't know were there. I talked to Sunny at length about the arc of her special friendship with Veljko, which was pretty entertaining. I met Wesley's friend Rabin who was wearing a kickass hot pink Madonna crewneck. (Hope she's okay.) Then Mike and Constance had to go home, so we took a bunch of photos in the street out front and then they left and the rest of us went to Bow Bow where I sang "Those Were the Days" and "The Wanderer" for Wesley (get it?) and then Wesley did a great performance where he sang "mammas don't let your cowboys grow up to be babies" instead of the real line which was very funny and awfully poignant? Dave (three times I think!) opted to sing songs he didn't know because nobody else wanted to do them. Then a bunch of bros came in and took the place over so we left. Now it's the next day and I'm recharging on the couch (and seeing if my memory still works) before Melanie gets to town in a couple hours and it's time to go out again. Wesley says he's gonna be in the "south Mission" tonight if anybody wants to meet up.

[sugxrslushy]

🌊 a/n: here's my side of a trade for the lovely server I'm part of!! I got @ztarvokwrites for my draw and decided to give writing Galdino a try :) once again writing for ocs when I can't ask questions is hard so I hope it's not too ooc ;0; I hope you like this dear <3

🌊 details: SFW//Galdino x OC//w.c: 1k

The waves were calm, crashing softly onto the pale sandy beach and leaving seafoam in its wake. The birds cawed above, their voices swept up in the gentle breeze that ruffled Roseanne’s hair, the brown strands tickling her face. She pushes it away from her eyes, hand moving to shade her eyes from the bright sun above that lights up the baby blue sea.

The summer island was quiet, the loudest noise seemed to solely be the sound of the shaking leaves when the breeze snaked through them. For such a beautiful day, the beach was empty which left plenty of room for the couple to sit and enjoy the lovely day. Roseanne’s hand took Gladino’s, squeezing lightly and fixing the umbrella tucked under her arm.

Galdino’s feet dragged lightly on the sandy walkway down to the shore, his last interest on the sea in front of him. Like cats and dogs, devil fruit users and the sea were sworn enemies. Despite his pirate lifestyle, he’d never seemed to grow any sort of fondness towards the sea. Not to the waves, to the seashells or the sand.

Well, with the memories of a former boss, Rose couldn’t blame him for his distaste towards sand.

“It’s so beautiful outside, isn’t it?” She holds lightly onto the brim of her hat as another breeze ruffles her hair, facing Gladino beside her. Her sun kissed skin glows under the light, red eyes glimmering like rubies and he can feel his heart skip a beat.

Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad. 

“It is,” he hums as sand is swept up and brushes against his skin in the breeze. “But I would personally say you are much more beautiful.” A knowing smile paints his face even when Roseanne’s hand shoots her face to cover up the dark blush creeping across her face. Not even the sun beaming down on the couple could compare to how hot her face seemed.

The blue waves looked much nicer, a possible way to wash the red hot blush from her cheeks but Galdino holds her hand in his was  a gentle grip, continuing their stroll down the walkway towards the shore. It was a date and a date is well spent enjoying your time. So they take their time, sharing sweet words almost swept away in the breeze and plenty of kisses till the sand crumbles below their feet.

“We don’t need to be close to the water to enjoy our time, there’s plenty of things to do on the beach!” Roseanne smiles widely as Galdino and sets down a blanket, tossing her shoes off to the side and patting the spot next to her. He grimaces at the sea water drawing close to their spot but finds his spot next to Roseanne.

She flops down on the blanket, already warming under the sun and pulls Galdino down by his Hawaiian shirt she’d gifted him. She could barely hide her excitement at seeing him in it for the first time, it fit him perfectly by hugging his body close and making him seem all much brighter with the birds and flowers printed on the fabric.

Falling down against the blanket with her, his hand seeks out Roseanne’s once again. As warm as the sand below them, he threads his fingers through hers. Taking in his surroundings with a deep breath, he breathes out. “It’s really… nice here.”

“It’s nice to be on a beach without being worried about being hunted down.” She giggles and buries her feet in the sand, happy to just soak up the sunny atmosphere.

“Oh don’t remind me.” Galdino rolls his eyes, not too fond of entertaining ideas of marines at the moment. “Isn’t this a vacation in which we should be having fun?”

She laughs again, voice sweet and airy. Sweeter than the coconuts hanging on trees above his head or the little fruity cocktails you’d drink on beaches like this. “Well we need to make it fun, don’t we?” Although a day of rest was appealing, the excitement of a day off sent energy flowing through her veins.

In the bag she had left Galdino to carry, she digs deep below layers of towels and hats to fish out a plastic bucket shaped like a castle. Marianne had left in the bottom of the bag long ago, her little paintings and drawings decorating the bright red bucket and leaving Roseanne without the heart to remove it from the bag. It was a cherished trinket and piqued Galdino’s attention at the familiar doodles.

“Have you ever made a sandcastle?” A simple question that she doubted her would say yes to. He raises an eyebrow, an answer in itself but he lays a hand flat. White candle wax drips from the open palm, swirling around and slowly building up a castle in his hand. It was barely bigger than his hand but had the tiniest details etched into the white surface. Roseanne couldn’t help it but gasp in amazement.

“Not quite a sandcastle but a castle.” He smiles proudly at his little creation, taking her hand in his and placing the little castle gently in her hand. The surface is already cool, the wax hardened and set in place. “But if you wish to make a sand castle I would be willing to try.”

Setting it off to the side, she shoots him a smile and motions him to the edge of the blanket. “It’s best to use wet sand, just digging down we can find some. It’ll make a solid base for us to use.” She gives her instructions, digging her hands into the hot sand and digging down. It feels like teaching Marianne all over again, a sing-song voice falling from her tongue while excitedly demonstrating.

Gladino finds a spot behind her, his chest pushed against her back, the Hawaiin shirt slightly parted and skin warm against hers. His hands cup over hers, digging into the sand with her and humming softly as they scooped the sand into the bucket. It fills up slowly, being topped off with a final scoop then patted down. 

“You have some sand on your face.” She giggles.

“Huh?”

“There’s sand on your face.” A much more sandy finger pokes at his cheek and his eyes go wide. She laughs again at the blot of sand left behind, his face turning red and making it all the more noticeable. She squats by him and takes the edge of her dress in her hand, wiping away at the little specks of sand.

“Your dress-” He breathes out, slightly panicked at possibly ruining her sundress.

“We’re on a beach, it would have happened no matter what I did!”

He holds the fabric in his hands, wiping away all of the specks of sand to clean up her dress. He was never one to like pretty things getting dirty, especially his beloved. “It's too pretty for me to just let you dirty it like that. We’ll clean it up later sweetheart.”

Rose stutters over her words, patting down her dress and fighting her rising blush. “We should finish up the castle!” She blurts out and picks up the bucket of sand. Galdino scurries back over and holds the bottom, fingers grazing against hers and help her flip it over. It hits the sandy ground with a whump and both thrumming with excitement, they shimmy the top off.

No cracks are left in the sandy walls of the castle, not a single blemish or missing piece of the castle. A beautiful structure created gently with love. Roseanne beams at the sight of the castle and Galdino mirrors her proud facade. It was perfect, more perfect than anything they’d ever made (and possibly greater than any sand castle Crocodile could possibly make).

But then Galdino’s face drops, a thought crossing the man’s mind. 

“What?”

Shuffling forward, he holds his hand above the castle and the white wax drips down onto one of the balconies made from sand. As slow as the dripping wax, two little figures begin to build up with the tiniest details sketched into them. Her breath catches in her throat when she recognizes the actual figures.

Two little figures of them stand happily atop their castle, little hearts stemming off of them. 

“There, finished.” He grins contently and presses a kiss to Roseanne’s face. “Thank you for showing me something so fun.”

[yashsinha499]

The Ultimate Guide to House Party Catering: Tips, Tricks, and Menu Ideas for Every Occasion 

Everyone knows hosting a house party is equal parts exciting and stressful. You want your guests to have a blast, but the thought of working in the kitchen all night can dampen the fun. That's where the magic of house party catering comes in. 

Home catering services are your secret weapon for stress-free entertainment. They take the burden off your shoulders, allowing you to be the social butterfly you were meant to be. But with so many house party caterers, how do you choose the right one and create a menu that wows your guests? No worries; this guide is your one-stop shop for conquering home catering for small parties.  

Know Your Crowd 

Before finalizing menus, consider your guest list. Are you hosting a casual get-together with close friends, a fancy soiree with colleagues, or a wild pool party? Knowing the vibe will help you tailor the house party catering to their preferences.   

Guest count is also crucial. Home catering services typically have minimum order amounts, so ensure you have a realistic estimate to avoid overspending or getting stuck with a mountain of leftovers.  

Decide Party Theme 

Level up your party with a theme. It can be anything from a luau with Hawaiian treats to a murder mystery dinner with a gourmet spread. A theme helps guide your house party caterer in menu suggestions and can spark conversation among your guests.  

Menu Magic - Crowd-Pleasing Ideas for Every Occasion  

When it comes to food, here are some crowd-pleasing ideas for different party themes, keeping in mind options for both home catering for small parties and larger gatherings.  

I. Casual Get-Together 

Finger Foods 

Mini pizzas, skewers with veggies and grilled meats, bite-sized quiches, spring rolls, and samosas are perfect for grazing. Consider offering vegetarian and gluten-free options for dietary restrictions.  

Big Batch Delights 

A crowd-pleasing pasta dish, a hearty chilli with cornbread, or a platter of assorted dips with crudités are budget-friendly choices for a small gathering.  

II. Pool Party Extravaganza 

Light and Refreshing 

Opt for a variety of salads, grilled chicken or fish tacos, and fresh fruit skewers. Don't forget the crowd favorites - hot dogs and hamburgers!  

Sweet Treats 

Keep it cool with popsicles, ice cream sundaes, or a DIY shaved ice station.  

III. Elegant Soiree 

Passed Hors d'oeuvres 

Fancy finger foods like mini crab cakes, cucumber canapés with smoked salmon, and bruschetta with goat cheese are perfect for a sophisticated gathering.  

Plated Dinner 

Consider a home catering service specializing in gourmet cuisine. They can create a multi-course meal with dishes like herb-roasted chicken, roasted vegetables, and a decadent chocolate mousse for dessert.  

Pro Tip: Be sure to discuss any dietary restrictions with your house party caterer beforehand. They can easily accommodate vegetarian, vegan, gluten-free, and other needs to ensure everyone enjoys the delicious spread.  

Beyond the Food - Drinks and Service  

House party catering goes beyond just food. Many caterers offer beverage packages with alcoholic and non-alcoholic options. You should discuss your preferences and budget with them to create a drink list that complements the food and keeps your guests hydrated. 

Home catering services can also provide staff for serving and cleanup. This lets you focus on mingling and enjoying your party, leaving the dirty dishes to the professionals.  

The Final Touches - Setting the Stage for Fun  

While the food is a highlight, don't forget the ambience. Set the mood with music, decorations, and comfortable seating. Consider the theme when choosing these elements.  

Bonus Tip: Delegate! Assign tasks to a trusted friend or family member, like helping with decorations or keeping the drinks flowing. This will ensure a smooth-running party and allow you to relax and have fun.  

House party catering is a game-changer for stress-free entertainment. With some planning and the help of a skilled home catering service, you can throw a bash that your guests will love. If you are looking for house party catering services, choose Soul Chef. Being one of the renowned event caterers in Mumbai, they provide catering services for weddings, corporate events, sundowners, birthday parties, outdoor events, house parties, and many more. The culinary professionals understand your requirements and curate a delicious menu that suits the purpose of your event.  

[bluepoodle7]

#ChicagoDeli #ChicagoDeliSweetHawaiianRolldDog #HawaiianRollHotDog #FrozenSnackReview

I tried the Chicago Deli Sweet Hawaiian Roll'd Dog and it was pretty good.

The Sweet Hawaiian Roll was firm and super soft while also lightly sweet.

The hot dog actually tasted moist and flavorful.

The hot dog was firm and soft while having a nice beef hot dog taste.

This was lightly sweet and salty.

I would eat this again.

Got at Meijer.

[joslincox]

Songs Used in Ozzy & Drix (Season 1)

Home With Hector

Tik Tok - Ke$ha

I Want You to Want Me - KSM

Girl-Crazy - LMNT

Follow Me Now - Jason Gleed

Human Fly - The Cramps

God Is A DJ - P!NK

Dancing With Myself - Billy Idol

I Wonder - Diffuser

Should I Stay Or Should I Go - The Clash

Cupid's Chokehold - Gym Class Heroes

Juliet - LMNT

Ms. Jackson - Outkast

Ultimate - Lindsay Lohan

Don't Mess With My Man - Nivea

These Boots Are Made For Walkin' - Geri Haiwell

DJ Got Us Falling In Love - Usher

Dynamite - Taio Cruz

Hello - Mindless Behavior

A Thousand Miles - Vanessa Carlton

Pieces of Me - Ashlee Simpson

Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen

Don't Stop The Music - Rihanna

Permission to Party - KSM

We Belong Together - Mariah Carey

Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5 ft. Christina Aguilera

Miracles Happen - Myra

One In A Million - Aaliyah

Reflex

Basketball - Bow Wow

Go Figure - Everlife

Danger Zone - Kenny Loggins

My Own Worst Enemy - Lit

Beat It - Michael Jackson

Basket Case - Green Day

So Bring It On - The Cheetah Girls

Eye Of The Tiger - Survivor

Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) - Kelly Clarkson

Irreplaceable - Beyoncé

You're The Best - Joe "Bean" Esposito

Come Clean - Hilary Duff

Strepfinger

Secret Agent Man - Johnny Rivers

Keep It Undercover - Zendaya

Missing U - Robyn

A Lousy Haircut

Strut - The Cheetah Girls

Solo Star - Solange

Beauty Queen - Lash

Hair - Lady Gaga

Oh, My Dog

Who Let The Dogs Out - Baha Men

Bounce - System Of A Down

Bow Wow (That's My Name) - Lil Bow Wow

Hound Dog - Elvis Presley

Puppy Love - Lil Bow Wow

Street Up

Jenny From The Block - Jennifer Lopez

Welcome to The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

Drop It Like It's Hot - Snoop Dogg

Get Low - Lil John & The East Side Boyz

Back In Black -AC/DC

Paint It, Black - The Rolling Stones

Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

Goo Goo Muck - The Cramps

Back to Black - Amy Winehouse

Gas of Doom

About You Now - Miranda Cosgrove

All I Want is Everything - Victoria Justice

When There's Smoke

Cigarette Duet - Princess Chelsea

The Globfather

Summer Is Not Hot - Selena Gomez And The Scene

Pon De Replay - Rihanna

Don't Eat Stuff Off The Sidewalk - The Cramps

Boombastic - Shaggy

Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride - Mark Keali'i

So Sick - Ne-Yo

Beyond The Sea - Bobby Darin

If It's Lovin' What You Want - Rihanna

Cancer - My Chemical Romance

Starships - Nicki Minaj

California Gurls - Katy Perry

Ozzy Jr.

Sweet Child O' Mine - Guns N Roses

Always Be My Baby - Mariah Carey

Welcome to My Life - Simple Plan

Growth

American Idiot - Green Day

Drama Queen (That Girl) - Lindsay Lohan

So Yesterday - Hilary Duff

The In Crowd - Mitchel Musso

Wannabe - Spice Girls

Flavor Of The Weak - American Hi-Fi

Genie In A Bottle - Christina Aguilera

Distracted - KSM

Take Me Away - Lash

Rip Her To Shreds - Taryn 24

I Can't Hardly Stand It - The Cramps

Number One - Ginger Fox

How Bad Can I Be - Ed Helms

Mean Gurl - Gina Rene

Rumors - Lindsay Lohan

I'm Just A Kid - Simple Plan

The Art Of Losing - American Hi-Fi

The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

Tangled Up in Me - Skye Sweetnam

Run This Town - Jay-Z, Kanye West and Rihanna

She's So Mean - Matchboy T

Me Vs. The World - Halo Friendlies

Get Out - Mitchel Musso

Royals - Lorde

Sugar Shock

Sugar Rush - AKB48

Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy

I Want Candy - Cory Simpson

Candy - Mandy Moore

Goodies - Ciara

Sell Me Candy - Rihanna

Candy Shop - 50 Cent

Lolipop (Candyman) - Aqua

The Sweet Escape - Gwen Stefani

The Dream Factory

Sleep - My Chemical Romance

Thriller - Michael Jackson

Someone's Watching Me - Hilary Duff

Rockin' Bones - The Cramps

Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics

Remains of The Day

Scream

The Monster - Eminem and Rihanna

Problem (The Monster Remix) - Becky G and Will.i.am

Ghost of You And Me - BBMAK

Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

The Ghost of You - My Chemical Romance

Ghost of You - Selena Gomez And The Scene

What Dreams Are Made Of - Hilary Duff

Friends On The Other Side - Keith David

House of Wolves - My Chemical Romance

Calling All The Monsters - China Anne McClain

[fatopiaplus]

Arcadia Althena Timmett

Hello! Let me introduce myself! Name is Arcadia Althena Timmett. Yes, my parents had a flair for ancient Greek mythology. I'm a 22 year old Great Dane from beautiful London town. A stewardess for British Airways, I'd been off for a bit for a broken arm and had put on a tad bit of weight. Not much, but enough to get the attention of my boss. I was 130 lbs at 6 feet tall when this pic was snapped.

And here, I'm up to 165 lbs. It doesn't seem like much of a difference, does it? This is how I looked when I met my hubby, Christopher Callion, from America. Well, by the time the Christmas Holidays had rolled by, I'd been transferred to another department, then shortly later, I had been fired.

There was no reason other than my "Physical appearance was unacceptable." My hygene was impeccable and I point blank asked, "are you firing me because I'm fat?" My boss said yes. She'd forgotten I was recording the whole incident. Chris' brother is a lawyer and soon, we were working a case against my former employer. I'd only gained up to 210 lbs. My family was a great source of support and comfort (And FOOD!) in these troublesome times.

This is the first "sexy" picture I'd ever thought of letting be taken of me. Look at how chubby I've gotten in six months! I've decided to eat as I wish and watch hwat happens. I'm about 259 lbs here.

By the time a year had passed, I'd bulked up to 292 lbs and British Airways had finally succumbed to Jonathan's rapier wit and deliberation, awarding me a settlement of 6.5 million pounds sterling. I wouldn't ever have to work again. This is when I revealed my secret wish to Christopher. What was this? My wish, ever since I was a child, was to become so very fat. Now I could become as fat as I wished! Chris asked me to marry him and I agreed. Life was so good now!

With all the technicalities out of the way, I began to eat with a passion, trying to gain as much weight as I could. It wasn't easy at first, to gain over my plateau, but with Chris' wonderful reassurance, I was able to gain up to 358 lbs over the course of eight months. Most of this was gained during our honeymoon. Sweet!

Sexy picture number two! I'm really beginning to grow a belly now, but of course, I'm still fattest in my hips and bottom. My face is starting to get quite a bit rounder now. My, can you believe that a year ago, these clothes were actually loose? Hmmm. 399 lbs here, eating delicious truffles from my wonderful business!

In the past few months, I've opened my own bakery, confectionary and internet shoppe called "Truffles and Tribulations." I hired an old college beau to be my head baker and pastry chef, and I, of course, sample in length the new lines before they come out. In seven months, I've gone from 358 lbs to 440 lbs, averaging nearly 12 lbs gain a month. Many women would be content to stop here, but no. I wish to go on. I'm still slender in my eyes.

Yummy! Nothing better on a hot Hawaiian day than a case or two of strawberry cream pops! Owning a bakery and sampling the wares has really added positive padding to my frame. My belly is finally beginning to catch up with my bum. 501 lbs here.

How DARE Chris call me skinny! Bleah! I don't wish to be skinny! I wish to be nice and fat! I've really blossomed out in the past two years, don't you think? My being a pup helped because dogs have a very nice ability of being able to get fat very easily! Getting close to 600 lbs now. Can't wait to surpass that too!

I've learnt one thing ... I can really fatten up in a short time. Look at me now! I'm 758 pounds and getting fatter every day. Rufus is truly a whiz in the bakery and my ever expanding body is proof of that. I have no doubt of reaching well over half a ton of puppy love. Watch me grow! :)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 8.20

Holidays

Anniversary of the FALINTIL (East Timor)

Bad Hair Day

Bamboo Celebration Day

Dial the Phone Day

Dogfight Day

Father’s Day (Nepal)

Feast of Asmá’ (Bahá'í)

First Onam (Parts of India)

Indian Akshay Urja Day (India)

International Amy Adams Day

International Day of Medical Transporters

International FinOps Day

John Deere 820 Day

Missy Elliot Appreciation Day

Moon’s Birthday (Aztec)

National Accessible Air Travel Day

National 820 Day

National Exotic Dancer Day

National Fintech Day

National Latina Day

National Radio Day

National Scientific Temper Day (India)

Nepali Bhasa Manyata Diwas (Sikkim, India)

Neymarzetes Day (Brazil)

Nuremberg Code Anniversary Day

Puffball Day (French Republic)

Rest Day (Hungary)

Revolution Day (Morocco, Western Sahara)

Saint Stephen’s Day (Hungary)

1619 Day

Southern HIV/AIDS Awareness Day

Stop and Smell Your Dog Day

Virtual Worlds Day

World Mosquito Day

World Union Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Pecan Pie Day

International Hawaiian Pizza Day

Lemonade Freedom Day

National Bacon Lover’s Day

National Honey Day (Sweden)

National Lemonade Day

World Day of French Fries (Spanish-speaking Countries)

3rd Sunday in August

Action Indonesia Awareness Day [3rd Sunday]

Anchor Steam Week begins [Sunday of 3rd Week]

Children’s Day (Argentina) [3rd Sunday]

God’s Preeminence Day [3rd Sunday]

Our Lady of Girsterklaus (Luxembourg) [1st Sunday after 15th]

World Helicopter Day [3rd Sunday]

Independence Days

Candalia (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Estonia (from USSR, 1991)

Iska Akaliazen (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Alan Lee (Artology)

Amadour (Christian; Saint)

Benvenuto Cellini (Positivist; Saint)

Bernard of Clairvaux (Christian; Saint)

Birth of the White Buffalo (Lakota)

Cuitlahac Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Expensive Rum Day (Pastafarian)

Georg Häfner, Blessed (Christian; Saint)

Harpo Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Helena (Muppetism)

Heliodorus of Bet Zabdai (Christian; Saint)

Maria De Mattias (Christian; Saint)

Media Aestas II (Pagan)

Oswine of Deira (Christian; Saint)

Philibert of Jumièges (Christian; Saint)

Samuel (Christian; Prophet)

William and Catherine Booth (Church of England)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [28 of 37]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [43 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [21 of 30]

Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [37 of 60]

Premieres

Angie, by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1973)

The Black Stallion, by Walter Farley (Novel; 1941)

1812 Overture, by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (Concert Overture; 1882)

Elias: The Little Rescue Boat (Animated TV Series; 2005)

Feather Finger (WB MM Cartoon; 1966)

Garden State (Film; 2004)

Graffiti Bridge, by Prince (Album; 1990)

Hot Dogs (Disney Cartoon; 1928)

Islandia, by Austin Tappan Wright (Novel; 1942)

A Kiddie’s Kitty (WB MM Cartoon; 1955)

Lego DC Batman: Family Matters (WB Animated Film; 2019)

Mice Follies (WB LT Cartoon; 1960)

Mickey Blue Eyes (Film; 1999)

Oh, Johnny, Oh, Johnny, Oh, by Orrin Tucker (Song; 1939)

Perfect Blue (Anime Film; 1999)

Pocket Full of Kryptonite, by The Spin Doctors (Album; 1991)

Scooby Doo! Stage Fright (WB Animated Film; 2013)

Slow Train Coming, by Bob Dylan (Album; 1979)

The Talk of the Town (Film; 1942)

Teaching Mrs. Tingle (Film; 1999)

Yo Gabba Gabba! (Children’s TV Series; 2007)

Today’s Name Days

Bernd, Bernhard, Ronald (Austria)

Samuil (Bulgaria)

Bernard, Samuel (Croatia)

Bernard (Czech Republic)

Bernhard (Denmark)

Benno, Bernhard, Päärn, Pääro, Pärn, Pärno, Pearn, Pearu (Estonia)

Sami, Samu, Samuel, Samuli (Finland)

Bernard, Samuel (France)

Bernhard, Bernd, Ronald, Samuel (Germany)

Samouel (Greece)

István (Hungary)

Bernardo (Italy)

Bernhards, Bierants, Biernis, Boriss (Latvia)

Bernardas, Neringa, Tolvinas (Lithuania)

Bernhard, Bernt (Norway)

Bernard, Jan, Sabin, Samuel, Samuela, Sieciech, Sobiesław, Świeciech, Szwieciech (Poland)

Anabela (Slovakia)

Bernardo, Samuel (Spain)

Bernhard, Bernt (Sweden)

Eustace, Ostap, Samuel (Ukraine)

Barnard, Bernard, Bernardo, Filbert, Philbert, Rey, Reyna, Reynalda, Reynaldo, Reynold (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 232 of 2024; 133 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 33 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 13 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Geng-Shen), Day 5 (Geng-Xu)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 3 Elul 5783

Islamic: 3 Safar 1445

J Cal: 22 Hasa; Oneday [22 of 30]

Julian: 7 August 2023

Moon: 15%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 8 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Benvenuto Cellini]

Runic Half Month: As (Gods) [Day 8 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 60 of 94)

Zodiac: Leo (Day 29 of 31)

[brookston]

Holidays 8.20

Holidays

Anniversary of the FALINTIL (East Timor)

Bad Hair Day

Bamboo Celebration Day

Dial the Phone Day

Dogfight Day

Father’s Day (Nepal)

Feast of Asmá’ (Bahá'í)

First Onam (Parts of India)

Indian Akshay Urja Day (India)

International Amy Adams Day

International Day of Medical Transporters

International FinOps Day

John Deere 820 Day

Missy Elliot Appreciation Day

Moon’s Birthday (Aztec)

National Accessible Air Travel Day

National 820 Day

National Exotic Dancer Day

National Fintech Day

National Latina Day

National Radio Day

National Scientific Temper Day (India)

Nepali Bhasa Manyata Diwas (Sikkim, India)

Neymarzetes Day (Brazil)

Nuremberg Code Anniversary Day

Puffball Day (French Republic)

Rest Day (Hungary)

Revolution Day (Morocco, Western Sahara)

Saint Stephen’s Day (Hungary)

1619 Day

Southern HIV/AIDS Awareness Day

Stop and Smell Your Dog Day

Virtual Worlds Day

World Mosquito Day

World Union Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Pecan Pie Day

International Hawaiian Pizza Day

Lemonade Freedom Day

National Bacon Lover’s Day

National Honey Day (Sweden)

National Lemonade Day

World Day of French Fries (Spanish-speaking Countries)

3rd Sunday in August

Action Indonesia Awareness Day [3rd Sunday]

Anchor Steam Week begins [Sunday of 3rd Week]

Children’s Day (Argentina) [3rd Sunday]

God’s Preeminence Day [3rd Sunday]

Our Lady of Girsterklaus (Luxembourg) [1st Sunday after 15th]

World Helicopter Day [3rd Sunday]

Independence Days

Candalia (Declared; 2019) [unrecognized]

Estonia (from USSR, 1991)

Iska Akaliazen (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Alan Lee (Artology)

Amadour (Christian; Saint)

Benvenuto Cellini (Positivist; Saint)

Bernard of Clairvaux (Christian; Saint)

Birth of the White Buffalo (Lakota)

Cuitlahac Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Expensive Rum Day (Pastafarian)

Georg Häfner, Blessed (Christian; Saint)

Harpo Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Helena (Muppetism)

Heliodorus of Bet Zabdai (Christian; Saint)

Maria De Mattias (Christian; Saint)

Media Aestas II (Pagan)

Oswine of Deira (Christian; Saint)

Philibert of Jumièges (Christian; Saint)

Samuel (Christian; Prophet)

William and Catherine Booth (Church of England)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [28 of 37]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [43 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [21 of 30]

Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [37 of 60]

Premieres

Angie, by The Rolling Stones (Song; 1973)

The Black Stallion, by Walter Farley (Novel; 1941)

1812 Overture, by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (Concert Overture; 1882)

Elias: The Little Rescue Boat (Animated TV Series; 2005)

Feather Finger (WB MM Cartoon; 1966)

Garden State (Film; 2004)

Graffiti Bridge, by Prince (Album; 1990)

Hot Dogs (Disney Cartoon; 1928)

Islandia, by Austin Tappan Wright (Novel; 1942)

A Kiddie’s Kitty (WB MM Cartoon; 1955)

Lego DC Batman: Family Matters (WB Animated Film; 2019)

Mice Follies (WB LT Cartoon; 1960)

Mickey Blue Eyes (Film; 1999)

Oh, Johnny, Oh, Johnny, Oh, by Orrin Tucker (Song; 1939)

Perfect Blue (Anime Film; 1999)

Pocket Full of Kryptonite, by The Spin Doctors (Album; 1991)

Scooby Doo! Stage Fright (WB Animated Film; 2013)

Slow Train Coming, by Bob Dylan (Album; 1979)

The Talk of the Town (Film; 1942)

Teaching Mrs. Tingle (Film; 1999)

Yo Gabba Gabba! (Children’s TV Series; 2007)

Today’s Name Days

Bernd, Bernhard, Ronald (Austria)

Samuil (Bulgaria)

Bernard, Samuel (Croatia)

Bernard (Czech Republic)

Bernhard (Denmark)

Benno, Bernhard, Päärn, Pääro, Pärn, Pärno, Pearn, Pearu (Estonia)

Sami, Samu, Samuel, Samuli (Finland)

Bernard, Samuel (France)

Bernhard, Bernd, Ronald, Samuel (Germany)

Samouel (Greece)

István (Hungary)

Bernardo (Italy)

Bernhards, Bierants, Biernis, Boriss (Latvia)

Bernardas, Neringa, Tolvinas (Lithuania)

Bernhard, Bernt (Norway)

Bernard, Jan, Sabin, Samuel, Samuela, Sieciech, Sobiesław, Świeciech, Szwieciech (Poland)

Anabela (Slovakia)

Bernardo, Samuel (Spain)

Bernhard, Bernt (Sweden)

Eustace, Ostap, Samuel (Ukraine)

Barnard, Bernard, Bernardo, Filbert, Philbert, Rey, Reyna, Reynalda, Reynaldo, Reynold (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 232 of 2024; 133 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 33 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 13 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Geng-Shen), Day 5 (Geng-Xu)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 3 Elul 5783

Islamic: 3 Safar 1445

J Cal: 22 Hasa; Oneday [22 of 30]

Julian: 7 August 2023

Moon: 15%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 8 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Benvenuto Cellini]

Runic Half Month: As (Gods) [Day 8 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 60 of 94)

Zodiac: Leo (Day 29 of 31)

[gefdreamsofthesea]

Got a really good haul at the food bank today:

Lamb

Goat

Pork tenderloin

Chicken breasts

Mussels (shells off)

Hashbrowns

One Hawaiian sweet roll which was so good I want a whole package now

Oats (many oats)

Even More Hot Dogs

[hotdogsandsoup]

Memphis is an odd one. Every recipe for Memphis hot dogs I saw were on recipe websites, while I saw maybe one restaurant in Memphis that had this- The Original Hot Dog Factory. Another restaurant, Big Dawg, listed pulled pork, cheese, fried onions and BBQ sauce for their Memphis dog. If it’s not a widespread city style and if the city has only a few hot dog restaurants, then it’s not a definitive style. Basically, the Memphis dog has the same problem the Denver dog does- one restaurant happens to make this one and all others in the same area are ignored in favor of that one.

But it sounds tasty, so we’re pushing ahead regardless. I used a Hawaiian roll bun for this:

This was good, would've been a bit better if the BBQ sauce was heated up.