sweet tea cans

just southern™ things

-the accent

-all’a’y’all, y’all’d’ve, combining those two somehow, and good luck trying to sound normal if the word has an I in it

-LAWD have MERcY 

-when you have non-southern friends who hear your accent for the first time and them telling you it’s cute

-everyone freaks out about looking nice for church

-that one part of your family that nobody likes bc they refuse to acknowledge ain’t is a word

-going up North and having your soul sucked out of you through the straw bc of the tea

-”Can I get a sweet tea?” “Oh do you mean iced tea (:”

-”get the groceries out of the buggy”

-when someone mentions how out it is outside and everyone is like “it’s one of them y a n k e e s”

-kids driving tractors on the roads

-”I have a job over the summer.” “Oh, cool! Where do you work?” “The tobacco fields.”

-When you live in a small town and the only restaurant around is fucking Bojangles

-When your blood pressure is low and you’re given sweet tea until you can get to food

-if you think there is enough sugar in the tea, you’re wrong. put more

-Potatoes are taters 

-”pull up yeR BRITCHES

-the teenage boys in highschool are always bragging about their coon hounds

-if you ain’t got moonshine are you even southern???

-Before he Cheats by Carrie Underwood

-When it snows all school is out for y e a r s

-don’t backtalk ya mama, ever

-^^southern wrath

-”I’ll pray for you!!!!!!”

-hurricane/tornado season

-if you don’t refer to elders as sir/ma’am be prepared for a speech

-everyone goes further south over the summer, think you can’t go anymore? wrong. keep going

-myrtle beach

-farms literally everywhere

-sitting outside with your family/friends in the evening listening to the crickets/bullfrogs/animals and smelling the honeysuckles as a soft breeze cools everything down

-^ while drinking tea

-homemade meals

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• Will mimic S/o’s speaking patters sometimes.
• Manages to use the lingo wrong.
• She honestly thought that Jesse was the only person who spoke like that.
• Slows down their sweet tea chugging.
• Says that drinking too much can make them dehydrated.
• They have to drink it away from her line of sight now.
• Loves getting called nicknames.
• A big fan of, “doll.”
• S/o always gets a big hug when they call her, “doll.”

• Immediately introduces them to McCree, to see what a conversation between them would sound like.
• Makes the most amazing sweet tea whenever they ask.
• Likes learning about where they came from, and would plan on visiting it some day.
• Started saying, “y'all,” ironically, and now he can’t stop.
• Tries to out nickname them.
• Loses
• A poor loser.

• Loves to hear them talk.
• Will start picking up on some of phrases without noticing nor meaning to.
• Loves to be called, “princess,” or, “sweetheart.”
• Wants to learn about the wildlife where S/o is from.
• Likes sweet tea, but can never drink as much as S/o can.
• Thinks of them whenever she hears anybody say one of their sayings.
• Not too good at making sweet tea, but will willingly buy gallons of it for them.

• Tea time all the time!
• He nearly drinks as much tea as them.
• Nearly.
• Not too big on nicknames, but allows them to call him whatever they want (as long as it’s not vulgar in any way).
• Will listen to them talk for however long they want to.
• Good listener.
• Said, “y'all,” once on accident.
• Was so embarrassed that he left the room immediately after saying it.

Falling for me won’t be a mistake series by Rearviewdreamer [ @all-these-larrythings​ ]

i. Falling For Me Won’t Be A Mistake

Harry is married to his job and so overworked that he doesn’t know how to stop. All it takes is a forced Hawaiian get-a-away, the warm tropical breeze of the island, and the most beautiful, elusive man he’s ever seen to make him remember what living is like outside of work. Well, that, and the little souvenir he accidentally takes home with him.

ii. Give It A Little Time

After getting a life filled with love that Harry never thought he’d never have, he realizes that there’s still room for a little more.

[Turn Week: Favorite Character] 

Bet you thought I’d pick Hewlett, huh? But Anna’s been in my heart from the beginning, and she truly doesn’t get enough love. ❤


a short prompt.  I how it’s not too disappointing, i know you’re all waiting for a much longer fic from me and i fear this one is not very good.  

anyway, I’ve heard some people wishing for a slightly softer Finn and a more confident Rae, so I put that in this au.  This is a little one-shot that wouldn’t get out of my head once I saw the prompt.  I hope you all like it.  I’d love to see your takes on it, so feel free to re-write it if you like the prompt – I don’t own it!

 Also, just a reassurance I’m still working on season 4 - just very slowly – I’m working on about 12 things at the same time.  My head is a jungle of ideas!  But believe me that my beloved mmfd is still in there!  And I still care about Rae & Finn and all of you.  

I was wondering if any of you had even the slightest interest in me posting any of my non-mmfd fanfics?  I am working on a long one that really doesn’t require you to be in the fandom (it’s probably better if you’re not) that has a big girl lead, lots of pining and longing and almost kissing, sexy sex of course, and also werewolves, mages, fighting dragons and exploring ancient ruins and stuff.  If enough people seem interested in reading it, I might post that as well as my mmfd stuff here.  

Typical CW for my stuff: swearing, sex, I think that’s it.

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scenario: me, a little hungry and weirded out from getting needles stuck in me and hitting someones car, decides to go to mcdonalds to get some fries and sweet tea

problem: can’t finesse the employee into giving me a small cup (omg i cant finish a large sweet tea!!)

problem: underestimating my own big ol fat ass

solution: drink the whole thing in 6 minutes during my 20 minute drive back home

the-thirteenthhour  asked:


Do you prefer writing with black or blue pen?

Would you prefer to live in the country or the city?
Which has the better library?

If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?

Do you drink your tea or coffee with sugar?
Sweet tea… can’t be made without sugar

What was your favourite book as a child?
The Lorax

Do you prefer baths or showers?

If you could be a mythical creature, which would you choose?
Stares at my bio… i wonder……..

Do you prefer reading paper or electronic books?
Paper but both are good

What is your favourite item of clothing?
My “Time Lord” tshirt

Do you like your name? Would you ever change it?
Yeah I like Aaron. Picked it myself

Who is a mentor to you?
Ooh Alyssa

Would you ever want to be famous? If so, what for?
I wanna be a popular author…

Are you a restless sleeper?
I stay up till like 3 most nights idk

Do you consider yourself a romantic?
Not… particularly? Does this mean am I romantic or do i think romantically bc those are two different things

Which element best represents you?
…water? Fire?

Who do you want to be closer to?
Esther and Sky and Oikims

Do you miss someone at the moment?

Tell us about an early childhood memory.
Mm, swimming in a tiny inflatable pool while my mom did something in the background

What is the strangest thing you have eaten?

What can you see outside your bedroom window?
The backyard

What are you most thankful for?
Books? Em? Wifi?

Do you like spicy food?

Have you ever met someone famous?
Uh. No

Do you keep a diary or journal?
Nah I can’t keep it up

Do you prefer to use pen or pencil?
Pen usually

What is your star sign?

Do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy?

What would you want your legacy to be?
A book

Do you like reading? What was the last thing you read?
Ok duh; …. a Spiderman fanfic

How do you show someone you love them?
I lovingly insult them and lots of physical affection

Do you like ice in your drinks?

What are you afraid of?
Spiders and holes in skin and falling off heights

What is your favourite scent?

Do you address older people by their first or last name?
Depends on who…

If money was not a factor, how would you live your life?
Can i live in just a huge library with wifi and pizza

Do you prefer swimming in pools or in the ocean?
Pool, freshwater is preferable always

What would you do if you found $50 on the ground?
If theres no one around and i don’t have any fucks to give I’d take it

Have you ever seen a shooting star? Did you make a wish?

What is one thing you would want to teach your children?
Gender roles are bullshit

If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it?
A silver dragon on my wrist sounds super cool…

What can you hear right now?
The BMC soundtrack

Where do you feel the safest?
Small comfy niches

What is one thing you want to overcome/conquer?
Can I stop having little crisises bc of my asburgers pls

If you could travel back to any era, which would you choose?
Ancient Greece

What is your most used emoji?
… blowing kiss? Or thumbs up

What is your favourite season? Why?
Fall bc its not sweltering hot nor is it freezing cold

How would you spend your ideal day?

Describe yourself using one word.

What do you regret the most?
Shrugs… um being so naive when i was younger?

Invent your own word. What does it mean?

Update - I am back!

Mun here, back from my vacation back to the Dells, and I am ready to start answering the asks you throw my way, because I drank half a gallon of sweet tea and I can’t take a nap.

Out of the two days I was there, I slept for three hours on the first day, stayed up all night the second. Little tip, never go midnight bowling while sleep deprived.

Anyways, yadda yadda. Ask memes!

- Mun S


The series is as follows :

Mama Scully’s Party …. MorningUnderwearsMapsNachosFoul BallPromisesStayPhone CallsFlannel InterruptionAwakeningFriendly CompromisesScrabbleApart …  A Long WeekLightningMissing YouInterimStuffWaitingGoingHandsUnsteadyFearFastSlowRegardlessInto the DarkLightSurfboardsCurbsShowersBordersCanyonsSoakedIce CreamNever HappenedDeep SouthAlmostBlue-Suede ShoesUnwelcomeRemarkableStarsDoorbellsM&MsKneesHome


Neither of them managed to wake up in time for checkout but the manager didn’t seem to care when they left an hour and a half after they were supposed to, the man barely looking up from his crossword puzzle as he took Scully’s key card. They proceeded to the morgue next, Mulder settling at a stool at the end of Scully’s exam table this time, watching her work, avoiding looking too much as what she was removing from the body on the table. He normally enjoyed watching her in her element, as disgusting and terrible as it was. Today, however, regardless of how efficient, succinct, graceful she was, he could do nothing but wish he could get her as far away from there as possible.

She began asking him questions, things about his family, the past week he’d spent with his mother, the Gunmen’s poker night, Thursday cards with her mother. At first, he answered, then he paused, “isn’t this distracting you?”

“Yeah, I need it to.” Turning her head towards him, he could see the tears clearly glistening in her eyes, “this girl has nearly the same tattoo as Melissa in nearly the same spot and I’m dying inside so keep talking, please.” So, he did, smoothly transitioning from one story to the next until finally, she stepped away from the table, setting her last instrument down and turning towards him, her eyes now clear and dry, “all done.”

“Want me to go grab some sandwiches for us while you do the paperwork?”

“No, I just want to get this done, if you don’t mind waiting?”

He gave her a smile, “I never mind waiting.”

Two hours later, she handed her final stack of paper to Colton, who, with infinite wisdom, took one look at Mulder and took the pile from Scully with a profound and heartfelt thank you for all her help. He also shook Mulder’s hand, not asking why he was there but simply nodding, then turning to carry on with the investigation.

Summarily dismissed, they headed out the front door of the building, Scully stopping once her face was full in the bright sunshine, “ooh, that feels so good.”

“Want me to just leave you here? Rotate you as the Earth spins?”

“Yes, please.”

He smiled at her, then took her hand, “come on. Let’s get going. I need some food.”

With a deep breath, she followed at his side, “I am in the mood for a chicken sandwich with avocado and bacon and the largest sweet tea we can find.”

“And giant milkshakes, preferably chocolate?”

“It goes without saying.”


Eventually, they were three hours out of Oakton, Scully driving and both snacking on roadside peaches, “hey, Mulder?”

With the windows down, they had to talk a little louder to be heard, “yeah?”

“Where are we going?”


“Do we have a destination in mind?”


“Good.” Suddenly she pulled over to the side of the road, knee-high corn lining the quiet highway on both sides and Scully putting the car in park, then pulling out the keys, leaving them with only the sounds of early summer around them.

He took another large, juicy bite before he unclicked his seatbelt, twisting in his seat in order to see her, “what’s on your mind?”

“Absolutely nothing. I just wanted to get out of the car and watch the sunset.”

Indicating through the windshield with his half-eaten peach, “then let’s do it.”

Soon, they were sitting on the hood of his car, feet up on the bumper, watching the kaleidoscope of color wafting across the sky, changing every few moments and Scully watching it all intently, her face lit up, her mouth relaxed, her cheeks pulling her mouth into the smallest of smiles.

Mulder walked his fingers over to her, then walked them slowly up her arm, scooting close enough to settle his arm across her shoulders. Immediately, she shifted, her head leaning into his shoulder and her hand capturing his knee.

The sun was long down and the sky was a deep purple before either one of them thought to move. Finally, however, Mulder’s butt was too numb to sit any longer. Resting his head against hers briefly, he told her quietly, “I can’t feel my ass and will be sliding off the car in about five seconds.”

Scully snorted her laughter, then moved, letting go of his hand as she dropped to the ground, “you need some help?”

“Don’t laugh. My left leg is numb as well, actually. I might be splayed on the pavement for a few minutes. No pictures, please.”

Her hand under his arm, she held him steady while he wiggled, stomped and winced his way to functioning body parts. Once that was finished and Scully stopped shaking her head in amusement, “so, I’m tired. How are you?”

“Exhausted. Should we find a hotel?”

“Thought you’d never ask. Get in the car, Novacaine boy.”

“That is not a good nickname.”


Mulder was snoring before she got out of the bathroom later that night, her face mask cleaned off and her flannel pants dragging on the floor in grey and blue puddles. As she reached out to turn off the bathroom light, she stopped herself once she saw his head resting in between the two pillows, spread eagle in the center of the beds.

After a moment, she found herself leaning against the doorjamb, head tilted, studying him, memorizing him. She stood there so long, Mulder moved, bringing her out of her reverie and she switched off the light, climbing into the other queen bed, the mattress soft enough to make her moan in happiness as the prospect of getting a full night’s sleep.

It wasn’t long before she felt Mulder sneak in beside her, mumbling something about the cold mattress and her warm feet.

She fell asleep with a smile on her face.


She slept like the proverbial log, miles and hours from a pit filled with bodies and inches and seconds from her solid partner with his safe hands and his languid limbs that fit with hers better than any puzzle piece in the world. Not even realizing he was gone, she only woke up to use the bathroom and even then, so intent on her task she didn’t notice the note until she finished up. Eyebrows knitting together in wonder, the crypticness of his words didn’t help her deduce anything except he really needed to slow down when he wrote things, his scrawl only decipherable by her and possibly some well-trained archeologist somewhere in the future.

It looked like it said he’d be back soon and would bring her breakfast in consolation for leaving her stranded … or that he’d be back by noon and would bring her rakes to consume for heaving her brandy.

She would go with the first interpretation and shower in the interim.

Drying her hair while standing in the middle of the room with her jeans and tanktop, he burst through the door, stopping short when he realized he could very well have caught her naked and true to his personality, the first words that tumbled forth were, “I totally should have gotten back here five minutes earlier.”

She nearly tossed the towel at his head to distract him from his ogling, which she didn’t mind in the slightest, but opted to keep rubbing her wet head, “where did you go?”

“Bought a Jeep.”

Scully rolled her eyes at him, “are you going to make me sit here and guess because if I’m doing that kind of work, you better not have forgotten breakfast?”

Mulder gave her a grin, “I’m not kidding. Come on.”

Following him out, wondering what she was walking into and just slightly nervous, she was met with Mulder unlocking a dark blue, hardtop Jeep. Moving her eyes from the car to him, “you weren’t kidding?”

“Nope. I was feeling cramped yesterday and I decided that if we’re going to be in the car for the next two, three weeks at least, I’m getting a bigger one.” Waving her over, “we passed a dealer yesterday with a ‘major sale, trade-in minimum’ nonsense sign and I woke up this morning and decided I’d go see what I could get for the Taurus. The guy gave me more than I ever would have expected so I got the Jeep.”

He looked so proud of his purchase that Scully had to chuckle, running her hand along the front fender, then opening the passenger door, “how’s it handle?”

“Better than the Taurus ever did. Want to pack up and head out? I’ll let you drive.”

Honestly, she was kind of excited not to be crammed into the smaller car anymore and she nodded, “eat first, then go. Did you remember food or do we have to go get some?”

“In the back.” Pulling out a takeout bag, “we should probably also figure out a destination while we eat this.”

“And I need to switch my insurance.”

“Such an adult these days, new cars, insurance … my mother will be so proud.”

Indicating the door to the room still hanging open, “just get in there and eat.”


Food eaten, destination picked, Jeep packed, they were filling up at the gas station before heading out of town. While Mulder stayed at the pump, Scully headed inside, returning a few minutes later with a small brown bag and a large Scully smile. Strolling up to him, she pulled something out of the bag, settling a pair of sunglasses on her nose, cheap plastic black frames with neon pink sides.

Mulder was highly amused, “I like ‘em.”

“Good, ‘cause I got you a green pair.” Pulling them out next, she gently slid them on his face, then stepped back to survey him, “that is definitely your color.”

Taking a glance in the tinted back window of the Jeep, “then I’ll wear them always.”

Scully turned on her heel, heading to the driver seat, “almost done? We’ve got stuff to see and times a ‘wastin.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After Godric’s Hollow the Potters Apparate home (mostly driven by Ginny who’s really the only one of them in an even slightly coherent state). And Albus and Harry still won’t let go of each other. They’re both tired to the core after at least a whole day without rest and all the emotional stress, but they won’t go their separate ways to bed. Apart from anything else the memories of it all are too fresh in their heads, and the worry of nightmares makes the idea of sleeping almost as unattractive as staying awake. 
Instead they sink onto the sofa together. Albus crawls closer into his dad’s arms, small and overwhelmed and exhausted, but trying to offer comfort. Harry gathers him in close. They’re both shaking from the shock and from the cold and from the emotion. Ginny leaves them alone for a minute to make tea. 
Her mum always swore by the healing power of tea, and it’s a belief she’s grown to share too. Warm, sweet tea can cure so many wounds, and it certainly helps stave off the cold. It’s the only thing she knows how to do for her husband and son now. 
When she comes back from the kitchen she finds them asleep together, arms still round each other, Harry’s glasses slightly askew. At least they look peaceful like that, even if it can’t be comfortable, all bunched up at strange angles, heads drooping. Ginny gently removes Harry’s glasses so they don’t get bent, and covers the pair with a blanket. She sits nearby to watch them until she gets too tired and has to go to sleep, but she’s confident they’ll still be there in the morning. It’s been a very very long few days. 

Binan Koukou Chikyuu Bouei-bu LOVE! Game - The Halloween Story

So many good character-building aspects here (in addition to the plethora of fowl puns)! I’m sure you’d all have noticed them in any case, but there are various inline comments highlighting these and the more Japanese aspects of the text anyway (as well as uh, a ton of personal comment, sorry >.<). Need to preface this by explaining the running gag - I’ve localised the puns, but fyi:

Yumoto: 鳥 (tori = bird) ・オア/イズ (or/is; he says one or the other) ・トリートメント (treatment = often refers to hair treatment)

As always, please yell at me if you find a typo/mistake so I can fix it! :)

Edit: corrected Arima’s line about his garden - it always bothered me, but I only just figured out the proper interpretation! :)

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