Sinfully Delicious

Tasty food from the city of sin, Las Vegas .

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

Paranormal pizza?

“Uh, it’s the name of my pizza place. You really haven’t heard of it? It has like the best pizza  in Klamenth Falls.”

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“What the- why are you in my room?”

[familiarsol]

“You didn’t see anything!”

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“I-uh...yeah okay. I won’t tell anyone, but seriously, why are you in here?”

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“What the- why are you in my room?”

[stelrising]

nottheghostbusters:

“It’s stupid.” he mumbled, clearing his throat in the struggle to regain control of his emotions. Flynn couldn’t believe he let himself get into this state in front of someone. Usually if he was upset he locked himself up in his room till he felt better. “Hot chocolate sounds great though.”

“Aw, come on. Don’t be so rough on yourself. There’s a reason for every feeling.” He was no expert, but he didn’t want Flynn to feel bad over… having emotions. “Yes, take a load off, this is the good stuff. No powder and tap water in this cup.” He handed it to Flynn with a grin. “Could you use some company, Flynn?”

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“Yeah but the reasons are stupid.” He mumbled softly, but smiled when he was handed the warm cup. It smelled amazing, and just the comfort of the drink in his hands made him feel a little better. “I mean, I don’t want to bother you, you don’t have to, I’m sure you’ve got other stuff going on and things to do.”

[bonesyjasper-blog-deactivated20]

nottheghostbusters:

“Um, I mean, no, not really.” He croaked. “I’m not hurt or sick or anything like that.” Flynn cleared his throat. “I-I just gotta get back in the swing of things; I hate this time of year.”

“That makes two of us,” Kurtis said taking a sip of his beer. Though Kurtis had always hated this time of year, even as a child. While most kids were hoping to get toys under the tree, as a child he was hoping that holidays would be over and fast. “”Want a beer? Always helps me.”

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Flynn gave a weak smile, glad he wasn’t the only one not fond of the holidays. He wiped angrily at his eyes with the heel of his hand before sitting down and clearing his throat. He usually wasn’t much of a drinker, alcohol usually lead to him doing things he’d regret in the morning, but what the hell...

 “Y’know, a beer actually sounds really good.”

[stelrising]

nottheghostbusters:

“It’s stupid.” he mumbled, clearing his throat in the struggle to regain control of his emotions. Flynn couldn’t believe he let himself get into this state in front of someone. Usually if he was upset he locked himself up in his room till he felt better. “Hot chocolate sounds great though.”

“Aw, come on. Don’t be so rough on yourself. There’s a reason for every feeling.” He was no expert, but he didn’t want Flynn to feel bad over… having emotions. “Yes, take a load off, this is the good stuff. No powder and tap water in this cup.” He handed it to Flynn with a grin. “Could you use some company, Flynn?”

[madeline--yates]

nottheghostbusters:

“I’m fine. Nothing ‘s wrong.”

“Really?” Mads asked, tilting her head. “Because you don’t look it.”

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He took a shaky breath, Flynn couldn’t believe he’d let himself get this worked up; an in public no less. Crying in public was definitely going to be added to the top of his most embarrassing moments list. “I-I’m fine, really, I just...it’s just that time of year. That’s all.”

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“I’m fine. Nothing ‘s wrong.”

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“The look on your face tells me other wise. Now what’s up?” The doctor asked the man, crossing his arms over his chest. “You in pain?”

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“Um, I mean, no, not really.” He croaked. “I’m not hurt or sick or anything like that.” Flynn cleared his throat. “I-I just gotta get back in the swing of things; I hate this time of year.”

[purplespoiler]

nottheghostbusters:

It had been his brother’s idea for him to go out, get some drinks, have some fun. But his idea of fun was curling up at home with peppermint hot chocolate and watching the ball drop. But here he was, in his old suit he was surprised he still fit in; watching people bounce to the beat around him. As out of place as he felt, he was smiling; this was exciting.

“I don’t really know either!” He called over the pulse of the music, taking a swig of the drink that had been shoved into his hand a moment before.

One look at him and Mylene could tell he felt as out of place as she did. She even let herself think she might not be the only one who didn’t do this sort of thing regularly. “Are you a newbie to the whole New Year’s Eve tradition too?” she asked him. “Because I’m totally clueless about this stuff, and it would make me feel a lot better if I wasn’t the only one.”

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“I’m a newbie to this sort of party in general.” He laughed, glad he wasn’t the only one trying to figure out how all this craziness worked. “You are definitely not the only one.” Flynn grinned, though the loud music made him feel like his voice was even quieter; he knew he should at least try and get her name. “I’m Flynn.”

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“I’m fine. Nothing ‘s wrong.”

[stelrising]

“I brought hot chocolate?” Shelby offered, quite concerned for the fellow small business owner–the shy brother at that. Something he could relate to. “We don’t gotta talk about it… but I am gonna ask, just in case, what’s up?”

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

“It’s stupid.” he mumbled, clearing his throat in the struggle to regain control of his emotions. Flynn couldn’t believe he let himself get into this state in front of someone. Usually if he was upset he locked himself up in his room till he felt better. “Hot chocolate sounds great though.”

[hcllelujah]

nottheghostbusters:

“W-Well happy Day of Creation then.” He replied earnestly. “Honestly, I don’t really get why we celebrate birthdays. Just another year closer to death.”

“ is that how you see the celebration of your birth?? ” eden asked, tilting their head in curiosity. “ my kind normally see birthdays as an activity of HUBRIS… but, i do not find the harm in them. however, i can see with such a thought how they could be dreaded, although time may be an illusion. ”

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Birthdays had always been weird for Flynn, he wasn’t much for parties, all the attention on him; but he liked the cake and pizza, the presents too. “An illusion?” He started, confused. “Yeah, I guess now that I’m older; getting older isn’t something I’m excited about.”

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

“I’m fine. Nothing ‘s wrong.”

[hcllelujah]

“ … yes, angels do have birthdays, you could say … although, they are often referred to as DAYS OF CREATION.  … they are often not celebrated, however … today, the sixth of january, coincidentally, is the day of my own creation … ”

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

“W-Well happy Day of Creation then.” He replied earnestly. “Honestly, I don’t really get why we celebrate birthdays. Just another year closer to death.”

[purplespoiler]

The new year had already rung in, and this was the first time in her life Mylene got to go out for the occasion. She had snuck off when midnight struck, not wanting to be grabbed and kissed by a stranger just because of some tradition, but now she was back at the party enjoying various shots. 

“I don’t know how late people stay out, but I think I could stay up forever.”

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

It had been his brother’s idea for him to go out, get some drinks, have some fun. But his idea of fun was curling up at home with peppermint hot chocolate and watching the ball drop. But here he was, in his old suit he was surprised he still fit in; watching people bounce to the beat around him. As out of place as he felt, he was smiling; this was exciting.

“I don’t really know either!” He called over the pulse of the music, taking a swig of the drink that had been shoved into his hand a moment before.

[marcyday]

[ nottheghostbusters ]

“Nobody should be spending the holidays alone, at least not without some tasty free food!” He mumbled before holding out a still warm pizza box. “It’s-uh Christmas dinner, it has ham and little potatoes and greens on it. It-It’s pretty good.”

Marcy nodded her head “You’re right, absolutely.” She giggled, shaking her head in amusement “Christmas dinner pizza, that’s so creative – oh my goodness.” She took the pizza “Would you like to have a slice with me?” She offered with a smile.

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

He felt his  face burn, he hadn’t been expecting an offer like that and he was trying not to read much into it. “Oh, uh...yeah! I mean, sure. That’d be fine.”

[epicuriouslysinful-blog]

💦

At what age did your muse lose their virginity?

“Haha…ah…I haven’t.”

[hiitoriomou]

nottheghostbusters:

“But Peking isn’t a pun, the point is it has to be funny.” He grimaced, not wanting anyone to be offended by what would otherwise be a tasty creation. “What about Dog Got Your Turkey? Since that’s what happened in the movie?”

“ that could work… but you’d have to put turkey on your pizza or something. maybe shred up a spice to look like dog hair. ” the dragon couldn’t help but shift awkwardly, bad at thinking up ideas that would contribute. “ …yeah. that’d be… a good idea. ”

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“Man I was really wanting to go for a Chinese pizza. That sounds really good though, but I already kind of a have a seasonal turkey dinner pizza in November. Maybe I’ll just go with Christmas Story Pizza, then I can have the peking duck, I could make it a thin crust pizza, something really flaky; sort of echo a fortune cookie texture...”