#atkin

[staggbones]

A face only a mother could love

[petroglyphy]

ADVENTURE TIME KIN WAKE THE FUCK UP

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

oh, i'm sorry! /gen

themes of robotics, cyan/teal, and video games i guess?

-BMO

no worries! (/gen) here you go :)

beep/boop/beeps/boopself

chip/tune/tunes/chiptuneself

pi/pix/pixs/pixels/pixelself

code/codes/codeself

cy/cyan/cyas/cyanself

wi/wir/wires/wireself

joy/stick/joys/joystickself

bu/ton/buttons/buttonself

ba/tery/ter/terys/batteryself

[paulsteave]

Atkins Diet

Better known as Atkins Diet, this diet was created in the 1920s as a way to treat epilepsy. Classic Atkins Diet requires that 90 percent of a person's calories come from fat, 6 percent from protein and 4 percent from carbs. There are different variations of the diet out there, and all of them are high in fat and low in carbs, though they range from 60 to 90 percent of the diet coming from fat. The purpose of the Atkins Diet diet is to force the body to go into Atkins Dietsis, which is a metabolic state that uses fat for energy instead of glucose (carbs). To enter Atkins Dietsis, dieters need to be eating fewer than50 grams of carbs a day for a few days. Although the diet is low-carb, its focus is to be high in fat with some protein — but mostly fat. There are no restrictions on the type of fat you're supposed to eat, so followers of Atkins Diet are known to eat things like bacon, avocados and butter. Atkins Diet leans on the stricter side of low-carb diets as you have to maintain a rigid nutrition plan so your body can successfully go into Atkins Dietsis.

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[eatingketogenic]

Keto Zucchini Breadsticks

[justauthoring]

Not Even Tired [J.A.]

Request: Can I request a Jeff Atkins X reader, where Y/N gets drunk (happy/giggly drunk) at a party and he takes her home and looks after her and it’s all cute and fluffy please. I adore your writing and you’re super talented xx

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 636

“I’m fine, seriously! I’m not even tired!”

Jeff chuckles at your words, rolling his eyes lightly as you pout up at him. With his hands settled comfortably on your hips, Jeff purses his lips, as if questioning if you really believed the words you spoke. 

While you may be fine in some aspects, you were certainly drunk. Your heavy lidded and glossy eyes, the way your words slurred and the giggles that continuously poured past your lips were enough to inform Jeff of that fact. You could barely stand up right on your own, as well, using Jeff’s body as a leaning post as you blinked up at him with a small giggle.

“Jeff,” you whine, letting his name roll off the tip of your tongue for a moment longer then necessary. “I’m having fun, what’s wrong with that?”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Jeff assures, shifting you in his grasp so his arm is wrapped around your waist. You let your head fall against his shoulder, your lips still pursed into a small pout as Jeff lets his eyes wander across the crowd, trying to find a route outside. “It’s just you can barely stand without tripping over your own two feet,” he explains, raising a brow your way before taking a step forward. “So, i’m taking you home.”

“Does that mean I get cuddles?”

Jeff’s eyes lower to yours once again, a small smile growing on his lips at the puppy-dog look you send his way. You’re batting your eyelashes up at him, your lips curved up in a innocent smile, acting as if you weren’t extremely drunk, and your right hand was resting on his chest, playing with the collar of his shirt with gentle movements.

If Jeff would’ve planned on saying no (which he hadn’t), you definitely would’ve changed his mind then.

“If,” Jeff begins, smirking confidently. “You let me take you home.”

“If it means cuddles, then yes!” You exclaim, your voice pitching in excitement slightly. Chuckling, Jeff shakes his head, taking another step and then another, leading you through the crowd of sweaty, drunk and loud teenagers that surround the area. Eventually, the two of you make it to the front door, Jeff easily leading you over to his car and helping you slide into the passenger’s seat.

When he takes his place in the driver’s seat, you instantly lean over to him; “cuddle time!”

Jeff turns his head, hands slipping from the steering wheel to smile down at you. ”Not yet, love,” he whispers, moving you to set up properly and leaning over to help you buckle your seat belt. “We have to get back to your place first.”

“Then we cuddle?”

“Yes,” Jeff snorts, “then we cuddle.”

“Yay!”

Rolling his eyes, but unable to stop the wide grin that hasn’t left his lips, Jeff turns his attention back on the front of his car, moving to turn on the engine. You continue to grin happily next to him, eventually moving to lean your head against the window as Jeff begins to pull out.

You reach home sooner than Jeff would’ve thought. Before he knows it, he’s helping you up to your bathroom, mentally thanking the fact that your parents weren’t home at how clumsy and loud you were being. But, by the time you reached the top of the stairs, you’re practically passed out in Jeff’s arm, letting him lead you over to your bed with ease.

And as Jeff promised, the moment you’re situated, he crawls in under the blankets next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close.

When he looks down, you’re already fast asleep.

Snorting, Jeff brushes back some hair that has fallen into your eyes, tucking it behind your eye with a warm smile.

Not even tired, my ass.

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Requests are open for Scott Reed and Jeff Atkins!

[canoncalled]

Hey I'm kin with Prince Gumball from Adventure Time Looking for my boyf Marshall but happy to talk to anyone Just like this and I'll message you