My biggest dilemma atm.
What kind of glamour do I go for for my reaper?
In Mizuki’s backstory, she was a reaper from the Steppe. So do I go classic Au Ra style or keep Mizuki’s black mage aesthetic and go full fancy.
But then I can now use the dragoon helmets I’ve been hoarding.
Surely the christmas merch being able to arrive before/during christmas (which will be 14 days after it drops) means the previous merch drop will Also arrive before/during christmas right? :)
Curently on a Velvetpastry matchmaker au brainrot
iPad Snap Case
Merry christmas lapidot
crimped-up joy by smitten kitchen
Handed my parents 3 different perfume samples I bought and my mom smelled one and went “Oh this smells like alcohol”
And my dad smelled it and went “This smells like bubblegum”
The scent was Wassail
not to reveal too much about myself but when I'm stressed I like to watch videos of people trimming horse's hooves
Me at work: I am the grinch. humbug.
Me when the muppets christmas carol comes on: TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY AND JOYOUS!!!
pumpkin man I guess
Smashing Pumpkins // 1990s
Originally drawn by Billy Corgan and first seen on the artwork for Siamese Dream
TW: Alcohol consumption, gambling.
It seemed like this game lasted forever. Quackity gazed over his own cards again and the few that were open on the table. He had a jack of hearts, Jack of spades, a seven of hearts, A of spades and a two of diamonds. It's far from being the worst outcome. Especially considering the fact what cards are open in the middle. There was a Jack of diamonds. This card was opened first and if the duck hybrid is lucky....very lucky...and the next, and also last, card to be open will be a Jack of clover....then he will have a "Four of a kind", the only way for Glatt to have a better combination is only if he gets a "straight flush" or "Royal flush". Considering the frowning on the ghosts face....he clearly didn't have any of those variants. Quackity really wanted to smirk. He wants to rub this game into his ex-husbands face so badly....but he has to wait. Slime turns the last card from the deck. He is the one who does it, even if he leaves so much slime on the cards....but that's the safest way to guarantee that neither of them would cheat. Seems like lady luck is on the duck hybrids side. The missing Jack. Even though this is the end of the game either way, Quackity still knocks on the table three times, Glatt repeats that gesture. Not opening his cards yet.
-Mm...that was a fine game "pumpkin spice", so sorry for your loss- Quackity finally says with a proud smirk and reveals his cards.
-Four of a kind. Seems like you will finally know how it feels to be the one, who receives orders.- Glatt looked almost disinterested, which started to piss the owner of the casino off. Then the ghost laughed quietly.
-Those are really nice cards, sugar....but I think you are too fast with your judgement....- Quackitys smirk was washed away in the same second...and Glatt revealed his cards. He had the King of clover, Queen of clover, A of clover, a six of spades....and a ten of clover. Combined with the one Jack of clover that was opened on the table, he has a royal flush.
-....You cheated!- was the first accusation that left the young hybrids lips.
-How would I do that, duckling? All your cards have a specific sign on it. I couldn't get a deck before I got here. I didn't mix the cards and didn't even hold them. All was done by your slime boy here. I just got very lucky....pumpkin.- the ram hybrid explained in a calm voice, when a smirk formed on his face. He looked at Slimecicle, leaving the cards on the table.
-Hey slime boy. Bring me some whiskey, will ya?- Quackity still looked at the cards with disbelief, as if its only their fault that he lost this bet.
-Aren't you gonna disappear?- he clearly didn't want the ghost to stay for even longer.
-Mm...you are pretty rude to your customer, pumpkin. Let's play again.-
-What? You already got your fucking win.-
-Well, why can't we play without a clear bet? Or...if you insist....hm....how about....playing on a kiss?- considering the way the ram hybrids ears twitched, Quackity assumed that this was a bad idea...what could be a worse idea than to play poker with your ex...on a kiss? playing with the bet, that you will revive him if you lose. That's worse. So the worst is already done. When Slime came with the filled glass, Quackity was actually the one who took it and drank half of it, before giving it to Glatt. The young hybrid dried his lips with his sleeve and gave Slime the cards.
-Mix them. We play another round.-
Time passed and this round actually ended way quicker than the last one...maybe it's because the prize for loosing was not that big anymore. But even with that....Glatt won again. But they were pretty close this time.
-Do I get my prize?- a slight, dark chuckle escaped the ghost and Quackity rolled his eyes. He stood up and walked to the ghost.
-Make it quick.- he closes his eyes. That way this will be over faster. It was strange....because he didn't feel anything on his lips, just on his cheek, that was harmed by the massive scar. It was cold. More like...when someone placed an ice cube to your face. The duck hybrid took a step back, opening his eyes.
-That I am going to kiss ya on the lips? You wanna?- again that cursed smirk.
-....No. Just....was taken aback.- Quackity looked at the clock, it was pretty late.
-Another round?- This time, Glatt was the one who began to mix the cards.
Time passed. As much as quite a few drinks....too many for Quackity. That's for sure. He was an avian, had not very strong bones....and was a total lightweight. Glatt had to help him get to his room, accompanied by Slime, who showed him where to go, not really understanding what is wrong with Quackity, but being sure that he will explain it to him when time comes. The older hybrid tried to lie the younger down on the bed, Quackity giggled, tried to grab his tie or horns and was not so easy to handle.
-Okay....now sleep, pumpkin....-
-Mm.....come here- the young man giggled again. This was a very seductive offer.....but Glatt knew for sure, his "ex" wouldn't appreciate it in the morning. But he couldn't tell him that, not when Quackity tries to make some room for him and already undresses himself with shaking hands.
-....Let me just take a smoke and I will be back.-
-Promise~? Promise very very much?- the ghost only nodded and left the room. The duck hybrid will surely fall asleep and forget this part of the night like a nightmare. And till that....Glatt could just continue to empty the stacks of alcohol.
At least he thought that he could....not even an hour later he got a message on his communicator and then another one....and another...."Shlaaatt", "sghjlatt!", "Com her", "u promis!", "Am coooold" before his poor gadget exploded from all the messages, Glatt left out a sigh and got back to the room.
-Pumpkin. Why aren't ya sleeping?- Quackity threw away his communicator and petted the place besides himself, chuckling. The ram hybrid smiled slightly and took off just the shoes, lying himself down on the bed and letting his ex-fiance snuggle to his side. He will stay fully dressed...its still an awkward situation but better than it could be.
Quackitys morning was....difficult....he had terrible nausea, a headache and he had the feeling that he would rather die than stand up. When he saw that Glatt entered the room with a glass of water and a pill....and also acknowledged that he himself was almost nacked, he wanted to throw up.
-...Don't tell me that...- Glatt looked at him for a moment, before placing the glass and pill in his hands.
-You really think that low of me?- his voice didn't have any amusement in it and even sounded slightly offended.
-...Well...considering everything that happened....- the young hybrid took the pill, making sure that...it is indeed only something against headaches. The ghost didn't say anything but made his way to the door.
-Wait....ahem...."Glatt".- the ram hybrid stopped before looking back at his former lover.
-.......Thank you.- this sounded forced but still honest.
-Everything for you, pumpkin...-
wedmshay is stressful everyday is stressful actually im gonna sit down