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#but the thing about the chili?
moesartblog · 2 months
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Ok tumblr I’m now begging
BEGGING
That you start treating these “ridiculous drama” scenarios that get boiled down to one sentence the same way you’ve helped people treat “frivolous” lawsuits against major corporations
Because it’s been several times now I’ve seen shit like “chili lady cancelled for sharing food?! The worlds gone mad!!” Without actually knowing the real conversation that was happening about that incident.
Same thing with the DoorDash shit recently
And let me tell you the vast majority of these situations involve disabled people sharing their thoughts and feelings on a topic, and so-called progressives going “you’re fucking re- I mean uh ridiculous! Who would think like this!? Entitled lazy fucks!”
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lastflowerofyourhouse · 6 months
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let me paint you a picture.
harrowhark nonagesimus is seventeen years old. a young seventeen. a horribly old seventeen. she has known one home in her entire life. she exists wholly and completely to protect it, and she has never treated it with anything but complete and ardent love. these people are not good, they have not been good to her or for her, but they are her family and she is their gaurdian, and it is home. she is a creature of habits and routines, and drearburh is everything she's ever known. she is seventeen.
and she recieves a letter. it offers her everything she needs. a way to protect her family, to save her home, to ensure that everything she knows and loves is safe and prosperous, and that they will never again need as desperately as they needed her. but she has to leave them. she has to leave them for the first time in her entire life, and she may never come back.
she is permitted to bring one person from home. only one. she may not bring the man who raised her, or the woman who advised her, or the vulnerable elderly whose lives she has been carefully extending since she was a child.
she has a cavalier, though. he is the very model of a drearburh cavalier. he is precisely what her competition will be expecting, and he will do whatever she asks of him. she knows he will try to escape, of course, because she knows they've got a shuttle coming. he and his mother will try to steal the shuttle, inevitably, if it arrives.
the solution is simple. cancel the shuttle. bar ortus's mother from the room when the announcement is made. there's nothing the mother can do.
but harrow doesn't do that. she doesn't cancel the shuttle. she wants them to take it. she doesn't want ortus. instead, she spends an entire night wrecking her hands in hard dirt, doesn't even use a shovel in her desperation. she doesn't want ortus.
harrowhark nonagesimus is going to be alone, in an unfamiliar environment, for the first time in her entire life. she is going to be barred from her only home, perhaps forever. she is seventeen years old.
and she wants gideon nav.
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ewwww-what · 2 months
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an archdevil and a presidential candidate sneak into a gay bar
flatcolor + closeups below :)
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manderleyfire · 5 days
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BOYD CROWDER & AVA CROWDER in 'JUSTIFIED' (SEASON 2)
I lied for you taking that mining money. This is different, Ava. I guess me taking you in and building you up was a mistake. Just set you back to square one. That's not true. You took me in, and you healed me, Ava. You give me a reason to wake up in the morning. For that, I'll be eternally grateful.
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cringeworms · 6 months
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Sara Ahmed's A KillJoy Survival Kit Item 10: Bodies. From "Living a Feminist Life"
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artiststarme · 5 months
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There is literally nothing that Eddie hated more than snowstorms. The snow always matted his hair, he got cold way too easily, and his ungraceful ass always slipped on ice. He absolutely despised the Midwestern winter and how much snow Hawkins got during the colder months. It was ridiculous having to wake up to ten inches of snow outside his window that he had to shovel off his and his neighbor's driveways and scrape off the cracked windshield of the van. What he wouldn’t give to be able to hibernate for four months to escape the entirety of the cold. 
But Steve loved winter. He loved the mystical view of the soft snowflakes falling from the sky, playing hockey on the thick ice of the local pond, and curling up beside the frosty window with a hot chocolate in hand. He even liked the snowstorms that everyone else found dreadful, the thick snow that made the Beemer slip and fishtail. 
When Steve and Eddie spent their first winter as a couple together, they had to make a lot of compromises. Steve had to turn his gloriously cool house into a steaming sauna for Eddie to spend the night there, still wrapped in multiple layers and a duvet while Steve sweated to death in basketball shorts and crew socks. Eddie had to mosey on over to the pond to “skate” with Steve, i.e. slip and flounder on the ice while Steve skated and watched him pout like a grumpy cat. And the kids had to watch the disgusting view of Eddie snuggling way too close to Steve underneath his winter coat to leech warmth from him. Compromise! 
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gin-juice-tonic · 10 months
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my brain keeps saying “Grunkle Stan and Ford fight at the gravity falls chili tasting contest” but like its gravity falls so i feel like they have to have something more archaic and weird than chili
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thecorvidrotation · 4 months
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main thing i miss about actively reading the raven cycle is how the intensity of the gangsey's care for each other makes me want to chew my own arm off
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leclercskiesahead · 7 months
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Designer Charles and Carlos
from Scuderia Ferrari
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basu-shokikita · 7 months
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funny how both skwisgaar and toki ultimately want stable partners that will love them and understand them beyond the superficial adoration they get from fans. partners they can actually connect with on a deeper level besides sex and parties. partners with whom they can talk about their worries and joys and spend quality time with. funny how skwisgaar and toki actually are actually that for each other. two lonely souls that found each other through their love for the same instrument. but it's not just music connecting them, they share the same sense of humor and culture, enjoy each other's company and genuinely love each other even more than their own damaged egos can understand. they're the two halves of everything. life and death. creation and destrution. beginning and end. funny how skwistok look for something that they already have in each other.
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ewwww-what · 2 months
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Hey girl, what the fuck is your problem?
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you get one condiment for the rest of your life (excluding mayo, cream cheese, and butter) what do you pick
Uh. What a question lmao.
Does soy sauce count? Because I'm doing soy sauce. If it doesn't count, then ketchup because I'm basic
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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pre-holiday leave crumbs
#sk8 the infinity#kyan reki#hasegawa langa#renga#hey. if I give u a bottle labeled wine with somethin else inside. would u drink it#anyways. tomorrow I Travel#The Turbulance evened out alright! so the Traveling could no longer be postponed#three days on da road babeyy (<- shaking and crying)#goin to a market! I'll try to get a new kitchen knife there. will be better than whatever the fucks goin on in our kitchen rn#anyways. post-fic haze has settled in once again I am simply no thought. this will continue for hopefully five hours#until I gotta get up for car time#kinda whittling down the 20yo reki design slowly to get to a point where it feels Correct#20yo langa is already perfect. maybe to nobody but me but I stand the fuck by it#I believe in langa looking like a guy lesbians would hit on by accident in his 20s. I hold myself to it#oh yeah if ur asking. no that was not a cigarette in the first pic. sorry Im a tightass about smoking thats a lollipop#in my head its the pickled mango flavour that alpenliebe already made a hard candy version of here#hard sour candy shell with. chili salt core. it is good (?) but it hurts my stomach (I will not stop eating them)#also if u catch the acc name going outside the panel in the comic. its bc I could NOT leave it at just 'random white girl'#it has to be the full thing I cannot do this fake fictional twitter user like that#literally the only preliminary caution I take for funny comics. nothign else makes sense I dont care. this is necessary however#anyways. it is time for baku to be horizontal and shit. so here we goooo#have a good nite lads! idk what will happen in the next 3 days! will most probably be silent! and then dip pen comms will open again#eat well sleep well! two daysborday until labor day
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purplebass · 2 months
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kellila & chilli!!
When I first read the prompt, I imagined a funnier story (which I have put in my inspo doc so I may write it in the future). But then I had the idea of researching chili on wiki and the rest is history lmao so this story turned out a little angsty but it has a good ending so I hope you like this! :)
Lila had seen the plant with the yellow and red fruits that looked like deflated strawberries and had decided to try one even though Kell had kept repeating that she shouldn’t eat something if she didn’t know what it was, and that it could be poisonous.
“What’s the worst that can happen? A stomachache?” she had laughed then, but after ingesting just one fruit, her mouth was on fire, she was short of breath, and she started to sweat even though the weather was not that warm.
She felt like crap, but she tried to pretend that she was fine, until her legs gave out and she saw black, and the last words she heard were as hasari.
“Saints, Lila,” were the first words she heard when she opened her eyes again to a grumpy Kell staring at her from above, one of his hands checking the side of her neck, realizing with shock that she was on the ground. “If I hadn’t been here –” he stopped himself from uttering the words out loud, and hugged her body to his, and she could feel his pounding heart.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered into his coat, and she really meant it.
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chococustard · 2 years
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the world of the adepti, the world of mortals, and the freedom to be a part of both
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aka venti continuing to steal zhongli's kids from him
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mikesoup · 9 months
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being a hotdaga fan years out from it. ending. means u wont think about it much for stretches of time and then suddenly u will be thinking about the implications of mike soup again
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