happy early thanksgiving!

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Happy early Thanksgiving! (I know this shirt has nothing to do with Thanksgiving haha) ♥ I probably won’t post anything tomorrow because of the holiday so I’ve prepared a few more designs from my request list today. I hope you guys enjoy it! 

This was a request from one of the members in the Animal Crossing New Leaf Addicts FB group.

If you plan to use this, please reblog and follow! :)
Don’t forget to check out my Instagram for more patterns and Town inspiration! ♥ @townofwisteria

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Ohmtoonz part 3. love you guys <3 and happy early thanksgiving.

Hey tags!

Happy (early) holidays! Since American Thanksgiving is coming up, I figured I would go ahead and ask if anyone is interested in doing hummelholidays again! 

For those of you who don’t know, we simply release prompts for every day of December and you can write fic, make art, edit photos, etc. based on the theme. The only catch is that it is for either noncanon Kurt relationships (popular ones have included Kadam and Kurtbastian) or Kurt-centric/family based works. There is no sign up or obligations or anything; you just fill the prompts you want to and enjoy some new holiday-themed works!

We could easily do the same prompts we’ve had in the past years. Let me know if there’s any interest and please reblog to help spread the word! And apologies in advance for using the ship tags.

Happy holidays!

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booze + cement mixer
here’s a little something to help all those thanksgiving travelers get through the week. this ones been on my “things to combine” list for quite a while now. I guess it required me taking a vacation to make it happen. down in the Bahamas this week, and though I don’t drink, it only seemed appropriate to throw some festive spirits in a cement mixer. I tried it with milkshake ingredients (my preference), but it was done hastily and didn’t quite land for me (milkshake version over on @combophotofail). regardless, happy early thanksgiving. major thanks to uncle Bryan and @lmcm2 for helping coordinate the first dual video #combophoto. (at The Cottages - Treasure Cay)

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Boss: *calls me around noon-ish*: hey, Riz, I know it’s thanksgiving, but d'you mind com-

Me: COME IN EARLY? Yes, yes I will.

Boss:…you could’ve at least put up a fight.

Me: You’ve met my family. You know what they’re capable of.

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Roy stood up cautiously.

Alex Red’s body took up the entire doorframe. They still wore their outside garment, a long red cloak as bright a scarlet as their plumage. They stood as still as the ancient treehouse around them, crest partially raised.

“I knew he’d hide you here,” they said. Their voice sounded like great, unoiled hinges.

Roy should have shied back. He should have called for Elliott. Should have at least tried to appease the angry giant standing between him and the exit.

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knightatem  asked:

Bb Happy early thanksgiving! Umm TBS Ciel surprising TBS Sebastian with Thanksgiving dinner made by him and lil baby Angel Alois? HEHEH

I thought about this but all that came to mind was Ciel and Sebastian hosting Thanksgiving at their place (having loads of food ordered from different restaurants) and Alois is super late and Sebastian is kind of pacing around looking at the clock concerned and Ciel is stuffing his face at the table like a cow and goes ‘no dude don’t worry he texted me an hour ago he probably just stopped to get some booze’ and then all of a sudden this crack of thunder explodes from above and this enormous storm starts gushing rain like crazy and sebastian only gets more worried and he starts to stress and grow nervous when they suddenly hear a weak knock at the door - and in enters our little soaked angel the one and only Alois Trancy:


“S-sebastian…” Quivering and red were the lips of a freezing-cold Alois as he stood at the entrance to the home, pale blue eyes rolling all the way up the fine form of the man who greeted him.

“What the fuck come here!” Sebastian grabbed the tiny waist with a single swipe of his arm, yanking the blond forward out of the rain and into his arms instead.

The door slammed shut and frozen cheeks blushed right up, that enormous hand smothering his lower back as he was sternly spoken to.

“Ciel and I have been worried sick about you what the hell happened to you?! Here. Fuck you’re soaked.” Sebastian released his grip on the waist and removed the fine coat he wore, immediately draping it over those tiny shoulders and wrapping it tight around his frame.

Alois licked his fresh lips and released a soft breath, eyes magnetizing towards the man who was now only dressed in a fitted black dress shirt and looking like quite the prince charming.

“Th-thank you…”

“Come on, let’s dry your hair.” Sebastian grabbed the blond’s dainty hand and gave it a squeeze when he felt the ice-cold digits, pulling the male with a soft tug as they walked towards the kitchen.

Ciel had a fistful of fried chicken in one hand and a bucket of mashed potatoes in the other, jerking his head up and watching the two as he chewed his savory chunks of food.

They looked good together.

With a hard swallow Ciel stared, his only eye locked on to his man and his baby lamb standing nice and close, too close, too comfortable, the blond’s slinky body way too tiny to be standing next to the brute who towered over him.

‘Son of a bitch’ Ciel whispered under his breath and put his food down the show was just that good, lifting his chin when Sebastian started to gently caress those golden locks with a towel before turning to look right at him.

“Well? Aren’t you going to say anything?! Your best friend just came in shivering and drenched and you’re just going to sit there and eat?!”

Ciel stared at the pink of Alois’ cheeks and knew all too well how he was crushing on his man at that very second, the blond quickly averting his gaze in shame when he realized he had been discovered.

“You missed a spot, baby.” Ciel smiled and motioned for Sebastian to continue with the flick of his wrist, leaning back and crossing his legs like a son of a bitch. “Make sure you get every last drop on that puppy.”

Sebastian glared and looked down to an embarrassed Alois, softening his expression in apology.

“He’s upset because I made him wait to eat, ignore it. Are you okay? Do you want to borrow a shirt?”

“N-no I’m okay, um, I’m sorry about this.” That voice was soft and fragile and sickly-sweet, and it only riled up the one audience member who kept diligent watch over the two.

“He said he’s SORRY. Sorry, pft. Sorry for what - undressing my man with those baby-blue eyes maybe!”

“What, no!” Alois jerked his head towards Ciel and cried out his lie. “I would never!”

“Liar! You’re practically grinding on his dick you’re standing so close!”

“AM NOT! HE’S HELPING ME UNLIKE YOU!”

“Ohhh so now all of a sudden suddenly I need to be your fucking little slave I don’t THINK so! I waited a whole ten minutes before eating for you and you were late because of what the ‘worst storm of the century’ oooo! BIG DEAL. I HAVE WORSE PROBLEMS!”

“Like WHAT fitting your fat ass into your jeans?!”

“OH HELL NO!” Ciel nearly scaled that dining table, jumping over it like a psychopath and screaming, arms flailing in the air as he ran straight towards Alois.

Sebastian got in front of the blond and Ciel ran into the brick wall that was his boyfriend, the man grabbing him by the waist and not letting him get anywhere near the other.

“Can you calm the fuck down-”

“NAH! FUCK YOU ALOIS MY JEANS ARE PERFECT!”

Alois rolled his pretty eyes and crossed his arms under the borrowed coat, knocking a svelte hip to the side as he stood with sudden attitude.

“Perfectly ill-fitting-”

“NGHUURRGHHHHOW  D A R E!”

“Ciel, stop!” Sebastian jerked his head to the side as hands started to flail all over the place, Ciel an uncontrollable little punk as his boots squeaked all over the floor in shock and awe.

“ILL FITTING I’LL SHOW YOU ILL FITTING I’LL SHOVE MY FIST INTO YOUR ASSHOLE RIGHT NOW BLARRGH! TURN AROUND BLARGH SEBASTIAN UNHAND ME BLA!”

Alois snarled in disgust and walked up towards Sebastian, placing a soft hand between the man’s broad shoulders knowing he’d be safe.

“Too bad your boyfriend is protecting me, so good luck laying a hand anywhere near my ass you fucking…you…you…”

“YOU WHAT I DARE YOU TO SAY IT!”

“Alois don’t do it.” Sebastian sighed.

“You. Unfashionable. Pig.”

Ciel’s mind (echo-scream effect): [PIG PIGGGG UNFASHIONABLEEEEE~ PIGGGGGG PIG PIG BROWN BELTS OINK OINK PLEATHER POPPED COLLARS PIG PIG POLYESTER UNFASHIONBLE OINK BELLBOTTOMS FATTY FAT-FAT JEAN SHIRTS OINK BEDAZZLED VESTS OINK PLEATED PANTS FAT ELASTIC WAIST PIGGY PIG FAT-FAT~]

“NGHHAAAAAA! WHAT THE FUCKKKKK WHAT WHAT WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST WHAT DID YOU JUST FUUUUUUUUCKING WHATTTT NGGGHHHH!!”

“Great. Thanks.” Sebastian said that to himself as the two males sandwiched the man and started slap-fighting and insulting and screaming at one another, the tall hunk of meat between the two being jerked forward and back by their actions.

“Just like last year. And the year before that. Five years, has it been five years you two have fought like this every Thanksgiving? I think it’s been five…” Sebastian looked off into the distance to try and tune the two out as he didn’t know which to protect anymore, and in a way he felt right at home. Especially when Ciel accidentally slapped him right in the face.

“Six…six years of this…”

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Happy Thanksgiving kids!

-robovacation