all the cheez its

anonymous asked:

The smol and tol of Blue and Gansey's relationship is good and pure. Blue is the sort of strongly independent person to want to do everything herself so at the grocery store she's scaling shelves like a pro, balancing a jar of pickles, a box of cereal, and a package of off-brand cheez-its while Gansey's following behind straightening all the boxes she's knocked slightly askew and trying gallantly to reach things for her but not knowing exactly what she wants and grabbing the wrong things.

THIS IS SO PURE AND FUNNY AND GOOD. Can you imagine how many petty arguments they get into where Gansey is like “I’ll get it,” and Blue is like, “No, I’ll get it myself,” and fucking starts climbing onto the counter tops or the book shelf or the tree and Gansey is like biting his tongue because internally he’s like FUCK THIS IS DANGEROUS WHAT IF MY GIRLFRIEND FALLS but she’s pretty agile though he does constantly spot her every single time. 

{ always learning }

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t/w: none!

a/n: okay i wrote this when i was sad/stressed one day but i never posted it so here you go!

summary: thomas comes by to teach you something. 

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pt. 3

“Daddy?” You looked up at him groggily. You rubbed your eyes so you could see him better. He knelt down just in front of you.

“I’m here, baby.” He kissed your head, leaning down beside you and rubbing your back. You laid on the couch, a pillow close to your chest. “Peggy called me. Told me to come over. Said you weren’t doing okay.”

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Pairing: daddy!Sam x daughter!reader , uncle!Dean x niece!reader

Request from @unicorndreamer1622

Summary: At the age of 13, (Y/N) runs away from home. Six years later, your found by your father and twin sister, but what will come of the encounter?

Words: 2347

Warnings: Cursing, season 7/9/10/12 spoilers, 

IMPORTANT! For the sake of this writing, season 7 happened in 2013 instead of 2011.

A/N: the title of the song that’s sung will be at the bottom (the title is kind of a spoiler). Also, I got a little carried away with this request. Hope you like it!

You groaned upon entering the home of your grandfather, Bobby Singer, the backpack that rested on your shoulder slipped and landed on the wooden floors with a thump. The exact copy of you pushed against your shoulder, moving you out of her way as she rushed towards the family room. You followed after her, curious as to why she was running.

“Daddy! Look!” Your twin sister, Olivia, waved a white piece of paper in front of your father’s face. Once he took the paper from her, she jumped up and down and uncle Dean entered the room with a raised eyebrow. “I’m on the honor roll!”

Your father smiled, wrapping his arms around your sister. You stood in the doorway, watching your father shower your twin with praise and encouragement while she spilled all the details about her day at school and how she was planning to try out for the talent show.

You were nothing like your sister, the only thing you shared with her was your looks, but even then, she seemed to wear them better than you. There wasn’t anything else that could capture the bright and welcoming nature your sister bestowed upon everyone she met other than the sun. You, however, were a stubborn, short-tempered thirteen year old girl who struggled to obey authority because, in all honesty, you just didn’t care anymore.

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september school w/ depression mood: doing homework you don’t understand because you weren’t paying attention in class, prepping for a book report on a book you barely read due tomorrow, working on 3 grossly overdue projects simultaneously, all while listening to psychedelic-pop and eating a box of cheez-its 

Hot Chocolate Part 2 - Tom Holland x Reader

Got some requests for part 2, working on part 3! PLEASE REQUEST ANYTHING YALL I LOVE YOU! 

Word Count: 1516

Warnings: Like 1 curse word but lots of fluff

Part 1  Masterlist

You and Peter had walked up to the floor your apartment was on. You guys talked about your interests with basic questions like ‘what’s your favorite color’ and so on.

 “Okay, okay, if you were an animal, what animal would you be?” Peter asked, approaching your door.

You stopped to turn back to answer him. Almost giggling you said, “Ummm.. I don’t know,” you paused, “maybe a bird of some sort?”

He chuckled, “Why is that?”

You started to explain your reason saying, “I want to be able to go wherever I want, whenever I want, ya know?” He smiled and you continued, “I want to fly so high up I can see the horizon from like, every direction. I want to look over the city and see people tiny like ants. I want to feel free and strong.” 

He just stood there, looking at you in awe of your inner and outer beauty. You didn’t notice because you were too caught up in the excitement of your answer to his simple question. You were moving your hands in every way, gesturing as you told what had practically become a story.

Peter was spaced out, the words leaving your lips just white noise, he focused on your smile beaming across your face.

“Anyways what about you?” You asked taking a deep breath after talking for so long.

You snapped him out of his trance. “Uh - *cough* - yeah I’d be… a spider.”

“Ew. I hate spiders. They just freak me out.” You playfully gagged.

Damn it. Peter thought.

“But like, why?” You asked. I mean who would answer spider of all things.

“Idk, just feels right.” He shrugged ask you unlocked your apartment door.

You walked in and stepped aside allowing peter to enter. Your arms spread out, presenting your living space.

“Bienvenido a mi casa.” You spoke in Spanish, you knew Peter took that class, you didn’t need to however, your mother was Latina. That being said you were mostly fluent in the language.

 "Wow.“ Peter said.

 "Peter my apartment is literally the same as yours what’s so special about it?” You asked confused.

 "Not that. I mean- your apartment is lovely- but the Spanish. You know. You can say-you sound- your good at talking- I-I mean speaking it.“ He choked out.

 "Oh” you giggled, “Well thanks. My mom is from Perú so I can speak it almost fluently.” You directed Peter to your kitchen counter.

 You tapped the counter as you passed it gesturing for Peter to come sit down. You walked forwards and opened the fridge, standing there for a moment, letting the gentle breeze of cold fog cover your body.

 "That’s so cool, I didn’t know your mom was Latina.“ Peter said as he sat down. Drumming his fingers on the counter. You thought of it as boredom but he was really anxious. He liked you, I mean even if he only discovered it last night, it didn’t change the fact that he grew nervous around you.

“Yeah, so do you want juice or something? Or a snack?” You asked closing the fridge and heading for the pantry.

“No, I’m good.” Peter said with a quick, closed smile to cover his nervousness.

“You’re sure?” You questioned. Knowing he was actually hungry but just trying to be polite.

“Yup. All good.” He responded quickly.

“Alright. If you say so Parker.” You pulled out some Cheez-Its and placed them on the counter with a bowl. Filling it up with the cheesy crackers.

Peter eyed the snack. He was really in the mood for them after seeing you pull them out. You took notice of his longing stare for the crackers.

You pushed the bowl toward him after grabbing a handful, eating them one by one. He chuckled a bit and started eating.

“Knew it.” You said bragging.

He laughed a little, a sound that was music to your ears.

“Wanna go find a game in my room?” You asked out of boredom.

“Sure.” He said, following you to your room, making sure to not forget the snacks. 

You opened the door to your room and plopped down on your bed. Staring at ceiling where little glow in the dark stars were scattered.

“Wow. Did you decorate all this?” Peter said looking around, while still eating his Cheez-Its.

“Yeah, I guess I have a knack for it.” You looked at your fairy lights strung over our headboard and bookshelves. Your windowsill laced with little potted plants. A few pictures posted over your desk, and posters hanging on the wall next to your nightstand. Little intricate decorations here and there. And finally, a necklace hanging right next to your headboard. Your grandmother had given it to you, she had found it in a little tide pool in the Galapagos. She always said it brought her luck, so you only wore it on special occasions.

“What’s this?” Peter gently lifted the charm of the necklace with the palm of his hand. His finger tracing the gem on it.

You explained the story behind it to him. He loved it, he loved the fact that you cared for something so small, so much. And not for its material value, but where it came from.

“That’s amazing. So she just found it in the water? That’s crazy!” Peter sounded so joyed by the story.

“Yup,” you said giggling, “anyways, there are some games next to my desk. You can check them out, I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” You said standing up off your bed and exiting the room.

Peter hummed a slight ‘okay’ in response. Looking at a stack of board games with a deck of cards placed on top. He was looking at all the possible options when he noticed a drawer sticking out from your desk. He was curious and thought no harm of it. He opened the drawer further, seeing a few knick-knacks, some spare hair-ties you’d probably been looking for *cause they always seem to get lost*, and a little wooden treasure chest. He opened the little clip on the front of it, revealing a few tiny, wallet-sized pictures. One was of you and who he assumed was your grandma, you were about 5 in the picture, laughing and sitting on your grandmother’s lap. Your arms up in the air, it reminded him of you telling him your spirit animal earlier. He smiled at the thought of you still being a kid at heart. He stacked that picture at the bottom of the little pile he held in his hand. Then next picture was of you and your siblings. You had an older sister, and two older brothers, all of you making silly faces with candy sticking out of your mouth. He traced his finger delicately around you in the picture, letting out a content and admiring sigh.

“What'ya looking at Parker?” Peter jumped at the sound of your voice. He hadn’t heard you walk back from the bathroom.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, this was personal stuff wasn’t it?! Oh my gosh (Y/N) I’m so sorry.” He blurted out, instantly feeling like a nosy dick. You thought it was sweet, him being so eager to make amends.

“No, Peter it’s okay, it was personal but I’m not upset over it.” You reassured him.

“You were so cute (Y/N)” he chuckled gesturing to the picture.

“Hang on. ‘Were’ ” You imitated him. “As in, past tense? Wow Parker. Thanks.” You said jokingly, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Oh shut up (Y/N).” Peter said almost hurt.

“I was just teasing Peter.” You were concerned that he took your joke too seriously.

“But you don’t get it (Y/N).” He scoffed and turned his back to you.

You grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, “Peter! Come on!”

As soon as he faced you, you noticed an evil smirk on his face. He instantly started laughing.

“I was just teasing (Y/N).” He said mocking your previous words.

“I hate you!” You tried to act tough but you began to laugh, smacking his shoulder over and over. “You  scared the shit out of me!”

“Ow, ow! That hurts!” He said grabbing your hand playfully to stop the constant hitting.

“I thought you hated me Parker!” You gave him a playful scowl.

“Did you know you’re adorable when you’re angry.” He said with a sweet smile.

“Shut up.” You said annoyed, but secretly you wanted to melt at the cliché words. His hand was still holding yours.

“No. Because it’s true.” His smile slightly turned a tad bit more cheeky.

“Let me go Parker!” You giggled trying to free your hand.

“NEVER!!” He shouted, lifting you over his shoulder and walking with you to the living room.

You were kicking and shouting playfully, secretly dying inside at the contact. “PETERRR!!!” You whined but couldn’t suppress your giggles. 

He plopped you down on the couch suddenly, causing you to shriek and grab onto him in defense, pulling him down with you.

 He landed half-on top of you and half-next to you. Both of you laughing hysterically. You rested your hand on his chest unintentionally as you were laughing. His eyes opened softly and he smiled, your eyes still closed. Your laugh had quieted to a giggle, and when you met Peter’s eyes. Everything happened.


I should be trying to sleep, but! I am not trying to sleep.  The Lucycat is snuggling with my arm, and I should be sleepy, but I’m not.  He is content because his favorite person in the whole world came back and he can give them cuddles and kiss all over my face.  I am contemplating cheez-its.


Continuing off my master post with tips on becoming/being vegan in this post I will include more queations I get asked daily


- well if you are a vegetarian wanting to transition to vegan lucky for you, you are halfway there! its actually much easier to go vegan from vegetarian that just straight vegan (from my experience) by realizing that the dairy industry is just (if not worse) than the meat industry is a huge breakthrough moment for every transitioning vegetarian. making this transition I would definitely recommend staying educated- watching documentaries, reading articles, follow vegan accounts etc. start getting dairy alternatives like alternative milks, ice creams, cheeses, yogurts etc. buy/grow fresh foods for yourself your body mind and soul will thank you. I have a more in depth post here.


-well I use a few different ones its all about trial and error. there are SO many vegan cheeses its best to try a lot of them and pick which ones you like the best. do you want more of a cheese spread? -I love chia cheeze it comes in a few flavors all bomb but its more of a cheese spread. want more of a cheese you can melt and is close to cow cheese? I like daiya cheese it comes in shreds or blocks and also a few different flavors. IT DOESNT really taste like cow cheese and it was kinda weird at first but hey give it a few tries before you totally eliminate it. daiya also has a really yummy cream cheese and so does Tofutti brand. and if you really wanna give it a go, try making your own vegan cheese at home. recipes can be found online but all you need is cashews and water and spices pretty much. I swear though once you STOP eating cheese you literally forget how much you liked it to begin with. cheese releases the same amount of endorphins in our brains as opiates. THE SAME AMOUNT OF ENDORPHINES AS OPIATES. you’ll come down from the cheese high & be ok without it I PROMISE you <3


-yes. yes you can actually give up dairy. just think of allll the amazing foods you will be gaining by replacing dairy with non dairy dupes. you gain soo much. it takes a little bit of willpower in the beginning but you CAN do it. you are the only person in your way. don’t deny yourself what you deserve. healthy whole foods. not puss infected bleached dairy products. + if you really knew how the dairy industry worked you would never wanna give them your dollar again


-YES! all my products (I think all of them) are cruelty free. this means no animals were use and lab test subjects in order for me to use the products. aaannnd the products I use are as follows;

-makeup: tarte, Anastasia Beverly hills, nyx, the body shop, urban decay, obsessive compulsive cosmetics

-body/skin: toms deodorant, toms unscented body wash, the body shop lotion and perfumes. luckily I was blessed with skin that doesn’t need a lot of maintenance besides occasional exfoliating so I don’t have an extensive list here but I have a lot of resources for finding cruelty free products here are some of my favorites here, here


-females have the amazing ability to grow a child inside of them, except when we don’t we are to shed the uterine lining for the next month of possibility. its natural and very much necessary for your bodies to bleed out these expired old dead cells. and luckily for us that’s one more way for us to learn how our bodies are functioning and if they are properly. if you use tampons though there is now another thing you must consider, the ingredients of your tampons. the average tampon contains cotton (the number 1 GMO product) aka roundup infused basically, also contain dioxins and other chemicals and by choosing organic tampons, you protect your sacred energy center from harmful chemicals that would otherwise be directly absorbed by the internal organ and tissues. however many women would also recommend using a menstrual cup. these are reusable you just insert it into you how you would a tampon(somewhat like that) and it suctions to your inside! and you are able to bleed freely and this cup collects it. me personally due to my really short light periods I don’t use these I use about 1-4 tampons per period cycle. my cycle is about 1-3 days. and the tampon brand I use is called azalea. also if you use plastic applicators I would switch to cardboard. its the small changes we can easily make to eliminate our waste (especially plastic waste)


-staple items: rice, beans, quinoa, potatoes, *fresh* fruits and veggies (if your food goes bad before you can eat it try looking up different methods to store different foods) some frozen fruit and veggies (for quickness and smoothies) lettuce, kale, unsweetened milk of ur choice, pasta nutritional yeast(adds cheesy flavor +amazing health benefits)! <3 you can make so many meals just from these STAPLE items. I do not take any supplements, although it probably would be good for me but I don’t feel as if im lacking anything that I don’t already get from the food I eat. so I don’t really have any recommendations here except maybe a b-12 supplement because we all could use more vitamin b-12 in our lives.


-when youre young it can be hard to tell your parents you want to live a different lifestyle than the one they have imposed on you based of what THEY THINK is whats best for you. that can be a really touchy subject. growing up my dad would go hunting, bring back an elk skin it all that in our garage and as I child I just remember seeing a dead animal hanging with blood everywhere then next thing eating it in meatloaf.. my family thought this was right for us and i’ll always be thankful they did their best for me however it came to a point where as a child I knew I could be doing something better. I asked them many times if I could go vegetarian before they actually alowed it. I was accused of having an eating disorder and made fun of by all my family and friends for being so different. just know you are the only one who can ultimately choose what you put in your body. by staying educated you will be able to face people telling you your wring with a string armor of facts and intelligence. offer to try a new recipe you like - use this as a time to bring your family together and cook and laugh and enjoy each others company. if your parents/ friends and other family still isn’t budging ask if they wouldn’t mind making you a separate meal to eat and if still no support than politely ask of them to support you because this is a lifestyle that interests you and that you will continue to fight for your health and the animals well being. it can be tough standing up to parents and peers but you literally have to stand up for yourself and your beliefs. when people sense passions and emotion they’ve gotta respect that atleast. don’t ever give up because a lot of those same people that made it hard for me later on decided to be vegan! huh imagine that!


-not reallllly I wanna say I try to do hc/lf but I still eat fatty fooods and I try to eat as araw as possible in general but I just go with the flow and don’t stick to a certain way more than another.


-the most inexpensive food is vegan; pasta, quinoa, rice, beans, frozen fruit, frozen veggies. nutritional yeast is also cheap AF and milk alternatives are maybe a dollar or two more than cow milk. all vegan, all cheap.


-I always as often as possible get my produce from local farmers markets. SUPPORT LOCAL FARMERS. if I cant make it one week i’ll go to whole foods or another health food store. really any grocery store has lots of options for you, also consider thinking about growing your own foods.


-to say you could never do something eliminates any room for self- growth. to limit oneself is to limit any room for growth. being vegan is more than just the food we eat; its the clothes we wear, beauty products, household cleaners, pharmaceuticals, entertainment, pets, its EVERYTHING! if you cant replace what you eat, replace the other products you buy and the entertainment you partake in. animals need our voice in all areas of life <3

MBTI types by cat

ENTJ: the leader of thunderclan

ESTJ: the deputy of thunderclan

ESFJ: very high stress cat.  shh

ENFJ: the chilled-out cat everyone likes

INTJ: cat who keeps climbing on the counters until you give up on stopping them

INFJ: cat who figures out how to get into the box of cheez its and EATS THEM ALL 

ISTJ: thunderclan warrior

ISFJ: cat that slinks around trying to look like an asshole but will immediately roll over for tummy rubs if they’re offered

ENFP:  small excited kitten who tries to playfight with the much older and more irritable cats

ENTP:  cat who wakes you up by yowling at the door or their empty food dish until you’re forced to exit slumber


ESTP:  cat who tries to prove their worth by climbing onto the roof.  they fall off and have to go to the vet for a sprained back limb

INTP:  asshole cat who puts one paw on the counter and the other three on the bar stool

ISTP:  cat who spends a lot of time outside and purrs loudly to get out of trouble

ISFP:  small excited kitten who unrolls ALL OF THE TOILET PAPER

INFP:  cat who spends an hour chasing the laser pointer around in a circle without getting tired

Lazy Days

@already-tried-that1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 14, 16, and 17 from Sayings with newt— i plan on putting you through the wringer with ridiculously complicated requests, fam


  1. 1. “Jesus fucking Christ.” 
  2. 2. “You got a cute butt.”
  3. 3. “Is that you in this YouTube video?” 
  4. 4. “Don’t be an asshole, Asshole.” 
  5. 10. “Sharing is caring, dipshit. Now give me your fries.” 
  6. 14. “Are you gonna kiss me or continue to just look at me?”
  7. 16. “I am always a slut for cheez-its.” 
  8. 17. “Important question: Coke or Pepsi?” 

Warnings: slight swearing, AU


Newt laughed as he stared at his laptop. He was watching a Vine Compilation of Thomas Sanders’ vines on YouTube. It was twelve minutes long, and it had him cracking up.

You were over in his kitchen, gathering junk food and drinks. You were preparing french fries, pouring cheez-its into a bowl, and grabbing soda from the fridge. You walked out of the kitchen, holding one can of Coke and one can of Pepsi.

Important question: Coke or Pepsi?” You asked, holding them up. But Newt was laughing too hard. Then you heard the familiar vine. 

“Oh my God! Is that you in this YouTube video?” He pointed at the screen. You about face-palmed yourself. Yes, you were in a Thomas Sanders Vine. It was one of his Narrating People’s Lives, and you were the lucky girl he randomly saw on the streets. It was funny, but a little embarrassing for you since you flipped over seeing Thomas in front of you.

Newt replayed that part of the Vine, laughing. “Babe, your reaction is the best! Your eyes go so wide!” He laughed, going back to watch it over and over again. You blushed bright red, giving him a look.

Don’t be an asshole, Asshole,” you pouted. “I was very surprised! You know how much I love Thomas!”

“You’re too cute, I swear,” he giggled. You rolled your eyes, hoping your blush was going down.

“Answer my question! Coke or Pepsi?”


You gave him a look. “Coke? Pepsi is way better, my dear.” You smirked, walking back to the kitchen.

“What? No way, Coke beats Pepsi by a long shot!” He shouted from the living room. You ignored him, pouring Coke into a cup and Pepsi into another.

You took the fries out of the oven, putting them on a bigger plate. You put ketchup into a ramekin, and threw the cheez-its box away. Afterwards, you walked out with the platter of french fries. You set them on the coffee table as Newt shut his laptop. He was still chuckling about your vine with Thomas. You nudged him.

“Shut up and put on the movie,” you grumbled playfully. 

You went back into the kitchen, grabbing the sodas. Then you went back into the kitchen for the cheez-its. Once everything was on the coffee table, you sat down. Newt was already back on the couch, pushing play on the movie. He stuffed some fries into his mouth, you went for the cheez-its.

“You and cheez-its, I swear,” Newt shook his head. He couldn’t stand cheez-its, but you loved them.

I am always a slut for cheez-its.” You quickly replied, mouth full of the cheesy snack. He scrunched up his face, draping an arm around you. He leaned on you as he ate more fries and watched the movie.


Near the end of the movie, the remainder of your cheez-its were gone. Now you were munching on fries, but Newt now had the platter on his lap, hogging them all.

“Give me some fries, you whined.

“No way, your snack was cheez-its. Mine are fries,” he chuckled, stuffing another one into his mouth.

Sharing is caring, dipshit. Now give me your fries.” You said rather sarcastically. You slipped your hand under his arm to snatch two fries. You quickly stuffed them in your face, smiling smugly in your victory.

“Mine,” he cradled the platter away from you. You wrestled to get over to the platter with very few french fries left on it. You tried to get more, but he kept holding it right out of your reach. His one arm wrapped around your body, keeping you stuck on his lap as he held the platter with his other hand.

“Newt, you suck!” You shouted, trying to gt the fries. He laughed, but as he did so, he lowered his arm. It was perfect enough for you to tip the platter. The remaining fries fell on the ground.

Jesus fucking Christ,” Newt laughed. His arm around you loosened, giving you enough space to move to grab the fries that were now on his carpet.

You picked them up, eating a few that stayed on the plate. You were in a weird position, half your body on the floor, the other half on Newt’s lap still. He was laughing hard, as were you.

Your butt was up in the air, your lower body on Newt still. He playfully hit your butt. “You got a cute butt.

“I’m so glad we think so, because I think I have a cute butt.” You replied sassily, trying to get back up on the couch. Newt helped you. His arms went under your underarms, lifting you up from the floor.Both of you maneuvered around so you were sitting on his lap. Your arms went around his neck.

“You can pick me up like it’s nothing,” you commented. He only shrugged.

“I may be lanky, but I’m not weak.” He chuckled. He was in such a laughing and giggly mood today. It made you all giggly. 

You stared at him, waiting for him to kiss you. You didn’t know why, but you rarely ever kissed someone first. Even if you had been dating them for a while. But Newt stared back, a tiny grin resting on his lips. You playfully rolled your eyes.

Are you gonna kiss me or continue to just look at me?” You tilted your head, a smirk displayed on your face. 

Newt leaned in, quickly kissing you. You leaned in again, pecking his lips multiple times. You rested on his shoulder then, him slightly cradling you. The end credits from the movie started rolling.

“I love you,” Newt said. You snuggled more into him.

“I love you, too,” you replied. “You go change the movie.” You stifled laughter.

“Oh, what? No, I put in the movie!” 

“Yeah, but I’m too tired,” you fake pouted. He rolled his eyes, a lazy smile visible. He picked you up, setting you kn the couch so he could change the movie.

“You suck.” He got the DVD out of the console.

“So do you.” You said calmly, resting your eyes.