t for candy


  • i’m convinced victor dissociates at least 5 times a day
  • why isn’t he eating the candy but just staring at it sadly what the f u c k thats some horrible shit like he cant even bring himself to eat it????? is he even ALLOWED??????????????????
  • like u can clearly see there’s only one wrapping paper on the table and the candy in his hand hasn’t been touched at all 
  • what kind of MONSTER would not allow that child to have some candy
  • remember how ECSTATIC he is about food now
  • look at him being so heart-mouthly elated over some fucklgjdslhflkdsjmdh YOGURT  at the age of TWENTY-EIGHT
  • he is SO SAD in that art oh mygod how could this ever happen to me
  • im going to kidnap him

lets-engage  asked:

headcanon idea asks: Mike Wheeler and Cotton Candy (gosh idk why that came to mind...) Love ya, Val! <3

Mike Wheeler hasn’t eaten cotton candy for a long time; not since he was nine years old and ate far too much before Nancy had mercilessly dragged him onto the GutBuster at the Hawkins Fair. Needless to say it had been messy.

In the spring of ‘85, he and El go to the fair and spend the morning playing games along the midway. Mike learns that El is particularly apt at ring toss and feels a surge of pride every time she makes a shot, his face lighting up when she smiles happily in his direction. 

After lunch—corndogs and slushies—they head over to the rides and El grows uncomfortable with the bodies milling about and the loud noises, especially the screaming that comes from every direction. Clasping her hand, Mike pulls her aside and they find a quiet spot on a secluded patch of grass. Just across the way, Mike spots a candy vendor. 

He knows El will love the bright colours and the way it disappears in your mouth with a small crackle. Once El’s shoulders relax and her face calms, Mike buys a bag of blue and purple cotton candy for El and, for the first time in several years, steels himself to eat it again. Things are different than they used to be and he’s glad for the way El makes him look at everything in a brand new way, even something as simple as candy. 

(Okay so you sent this months ago I’m sure and I’m so sorry! But I am slowly working my way through my inbox and I hope you like this!) 

anonymous asked:

Does lotor drink women respecting juice?

bruh have you SEEN the badass flip-me-over-your-shoulder-and-crush-me-between-your-thighs girl squad he rocking? they ain’t arm candy, boo. LoLo freaking whipped up a respect women cocktail and vaped it up his ass.


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Daddy To The Rescue

Little: *stading on a chair trying to reach her candy*
Little: *slips and falls on the floor* DADDYYYY!!!!!
Daddy: *drops everything and runs to his princess* Baby what are yo- oh Kitten. *notices the scab on her knee*
Little: *tears streaming down her face* I-Im sowwy Daddy, I kn-n-now you said I-I couldn’t have candy but I just wanted a pi-ece and-and then I fell. I’m so-orry I-
Daddy: *crouches down in front of her* Shh baby it’s okay come here. *kisses her knee and forehead* I’m not mad, I promise.
Little: But I-I didn’t listen to you please don’t b-be mad at me.
Daddy: I’m not mad, Baby. I just wish you would’ve called me first, that’s all. I can’t have my baby getting hurt.
Little: *continues crying*
Daddy: *picks her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom* Stay Here.
Daddy: *comes back with a first aid kit and a juice pouch* Now, Baby, I don’t ever want you to do that again. Okay? It’s very dangerous and it’s my job to protect you. *cleans and places a Disney Princess band-aid over her cut*
Daddy: Here drink this.
Little: ….daddyyy…
Daddy: Hey cheer up Buttercup, everything’s going to be okay, I promise. *kisses her forehead*