#and little peanut and Olive

[1driedpersimmon]

Sesame back in the Steppes :3

( ft. Sesame Mama y Papa 🤭🤭)

#ff #ffxiv #sesame #Al Alta #Yarusaikhan #and little peanut and Olive #I guess #yeah #having fun #*hasn’t played msq in a while* msnckhskhcksc #his parents are silly #hehe #love them #kind of a temp design but I like it #will def finalize later

[fritzyships]

Pro shippers stay the actual fuck away from me and every fucking post I make. Y’all can choke and die.

Our Glitchtrap and Burntrap are William Afton and have nothing to do with mimic. Please respect this. Hello I’m Fritz! A 33 year old trans man! This is my self ship blog! My pronouns are he/him, they/them, Fae/faer, vamp/vampself,bun/Bunself and glitch/Glitchself and cat/Catself but he/him on it’s own is a okay

My f/o source is FNAF but I’m always open to new sources

My carrd: https://fofritz.carrd.co/

Most of my f/os are ones I am NOT comfy with sharing sorry. Especially the romantic ones. I will share NONE of them. If you share my romantic f/os with me, please block me period. I don’t want to interact with you. My romantic f/os mean the most to me. Do NOT call me a simp under ANY circumstances. I am in an actual relationship of some sort with all of these characters and I’d appreciate it if you understood that. Anyways. Married to Glitchtrap Springtrap and Ballora. Married to William tse afton and Henry Emily. Married to Dave/tse Afton. Married to Steve/Movie Afton. Married to Burntrap marrying Scraptrap. If you share any of my f/os in other ways like romantic as a platonic of familial we’re fine!

Tags under readmore!

Romantic

Honey Bunny[Glitchtrap]

Sweettrap[Springtrap]

Beautiful Dancer[Ballora]

Honey Bear[Henry]

Purple Bitch[William]

Weasel Boy[Dave]

Crispy Bun[Burntrap]

Peanut[Scraptrap]

Old Bun[M Afton]

Scrunkle Bun[Anthro Afton]

Crispy old Man [tfc William]

Drama Bun[tto spring]

Familial:

Sweet Clown[Circus Baby]

Soft Boy[Evan Afton]

Tough Boy[Micheal Afton]

Tragic Child[Charlie Emily]

Little Sweetie[Oliver]

Scrap Princess[S Baby]

Sweet Dearest[Sophie]

Lil Goof[Noah]

Bread Pup[Charlie(boy)]

Elizabeth and Clara(Ballora) have their own tags as their human selves

I scream for ice cream[Elizabeth](is an f/o since she’s in a separate f/o family from circus baby there’s no problems)

Wonderful Woman[Clara](we don’t f/o her she just gets a tag as an Afton family member she is lovely though)

And puppet has her own tag

Got no strings[puppet](we semi f/o her. She comes around here every now and then and never lets Charlie know the truth about her, she feels bad about that but it’s best until we can truly let her know in the gentlest way)

Platonic:

White Rabbit[Vanny]

BBF(Bear Best Friend)[G Freddy]

Coolest Girl[Roxanne]

Party Girl[G Chica]

Rock n Roll[Monty]

Forgotten Friend[G Bonnie]

Spaghetti Bear[M Freddy]

The ships

Afton x Henry x Fritz

Glitchtrap x Springtrap x Ballora x Fritz

Fritzy x Dave Miller

Felix x Burntrap

Flynn x Scraptrap

Finley x Steve

Finnegan x Anthro Steve

Finnick x Tfc William

Ship tags

the little bun boy(Springtrap Glitchtrap Ballora ship)

the little mechanic (Henry and William ship)

his little meow meow (Dave ship)

the little nightguard (Burntrap ship)

the little shit(Scraptrap ship)

devil in disguise(Steve ship)

Sweet deer(rabbit Steve verse)

Big meow meow(tfc ship)

Bun bun[tto verse]

#honey bunny[glitch] #sweettrap[spring] #beautiful dancer[ball] #Honey Bear[Henry] #Purple Bitch[William] #weasel boy[dave] #crispy bun[burn] #peanut[scrap] #sweet clown[cb] #soft boy[evan] #tragic child[charlie] #tough boy[Michael] #little sweetie[oliver] #scrap princess[s baby] #i scream for ice cream[elizabeth] #wonderful woman[clara] #got no strings[puppet] #white rabbit[vanny] #BBF(Bear Best Friend)[G Freddy] #coolest girl[Roxanne] #party girl[g chica] #forgotten friend[g bonnie] #rock and roll[monty] #spaghetti bear[m freddy] #Old Bun[M Afton] #scrunkle bun[anthro afton] #Crispy old Man [tfc William] #drama bun[tto spring]

[recapitulation]

meal ideas!

low energy ("do not ask me to do any prep work at all, so help me god")

mozzerella cheese wrapped in pepperoni ("pizza tacos"!)

hummus and pretzels or naan (putting the naan in the microwave for like 10 seconds...heavenly)

canned chili (with shredded cheese and sour cream if you have it! boom done!)

instant miso soup (warm and lovely! put tofu in it for protein!)

cheese and cured meat, olives, canned fish, crackers, dried fruit, or whatever easy "charcuterie" type items you like

alternate bites of apple and spoonfulls of peanut butter (mixing honey or chocolate chips to the peanut butter is my favorite)

a "deconstructed sandwich": bites of lunch meat, pickles, cheese, cherry tomato, etc (I love roast beef and white cheddar for this)

yogurt and granola or fruit

put frozen potstickers + frozen edamame in the steamer/rice cooker, chill elsewhere with a timer set, then boom

tortilla chips + canned refried beans + cherry tomatoes + cilantro + jarred salsa con queso (or warm shredded cheese on top of the chips in the microwave for 30 seconds)

bagel + cream cheese + lox

microwave scrambled eggs (add things like green onion, soy sauce, or anything else you like!)

cottage cheese and fruit (mixed together or just on the side)

bowl of shredded rotisserie chicken + buffalo sauce + a bit of mayo + green onion (use a kitchen scissors to cut them right in!)

medium energy ("I'll boil water but don't ask me to chop shit")

boiled eggs and fresh veggies (put a little salt on top of the eggs!)

buttered noodles (my go-to nausea meal, it has never failed me. ideas of things to add: frozen peas, imitation crab, roasted garlic)

baked potato with toppings (I like cheese, bacon, broccoli, green onion, and sour cream)

quesadilla (add some canned beans, cilantro, or avocado!)

pot roast (requires a lot of time but not a lot of actual work. I love it with peas!)

cuban sandwich (bread, swiss, pickle, mustard, ham... my favorite thing to panini-ify by far)

pan-fried tofu with scallion sauce (this sauce goes well with everything and tofu is no exception)

pancakes or waffles! (I love mine with jam)

ham, pickle, and cream cheese roll-ups

fried eggs (with toast and lots of butter...so comforting)

fruit smoothie (bananas, frozen strawberries, yogurt...or whatever!)

I hate salad but could write essays on this copycat olive garden salad (throw it in a bowl! chopping required if you use onion)

spaghetti (controversial maybe but angel hair > spaghetti noodles)

pasta salad (olives broccoli fresh mozerella... those little mini pepperonis... yeah)

stir-fried thai garlic shrimp (I like using the mini frozen salad shrimps, it's easy! use jarred minced garlic to avoid chopping!)

tuna mayo onigiri

slow cooker ribs

buffalo chicken wrap (or any number of other wrap options! shred pre-cooked rotisserie chicken to make it easier)

if your local grocery store sells pre-cooked gyro strips, that can turn into an easy wrap with store-bought pita & tzatziki with tomatoes and onions!

couscous and chickpeas

tortellini + pasta sauce + spinach

high energy ("I don't mind chopping some things up!")

stuffed shells with spinach

chicken and roasted garlic (oh my god.....one of my all time favorites)

beef tacos (I like mine with cilantro and onion, and when I'm feeling especially high energy I love a tomatillo salsa)

chicken alfredo

tom kha gai (a thai soup and my absolute favorite! you just need access to galangal)

lasagna! (freezes well and then boom! low energy meal for later)

pad thai! (not as hard as you'd think, as long as you have access to tamarind paste!)

potstickers! (this is a lovely group activity if you want to cook with housemates!)

rice and beans

bang bang shrimp (ogughfhgfuh I love it. you can also do bang bang tofu!)

minestrone soup (so many nice veggies!)

fried rice (put whatever you have on hand in there! broccoli, peas, carrot, and beef is my favorite combo)

broccoli cheddar soup

spring rolls and peanut sauce

skewers (such as beef, onion, zucchini, bell pepper... you don't need a grill, oven works!)

roasted turkey with garlic parmesean asparagus

pork chop with mashed potatoes

panang curry

chicken gnocchi soup (use store bought gnocchi or make your own if you have a high energy day!)

bibimbap (super customizable depending on what veggies you like best)

butter chicken

plus! things that have helped me meal plan:

whenever you think of a meal you'd like to make, take 3 seconds to google search it, take a screenshot of the image results, and put it in a "food ideas" folder. instant visual menu!

the concept of "meal prepping" makes me recoil but I've learned that it can simply mean preparing shredded chicken, boiled eggs, or some other simple protein that you can customize throughout the week. shredded chicken can turn into wraps, salads, pasta dishes, etc... you don't have to meal prep yourself into the same meal all week!

when I have difficulty working up an appetite, I'll scroll through my favorite restaurant menus! there might be some foods I can't make at home, but many times they're very simple to recreate because the ingredients are literally listed!

#brought to you by: i see people complaining about coming up with meals for the week #and im like..this is my favorite thing to do........let me be your meal brainstormer #additionally brought to you by: eating something is better than nothing so some of these may not be complete textbook 'meals' #but sometimes you feel like shit and just need something! so! #also this energy scale is tailored to me personally so if some categorizations dont make sense to you thats bc its about me <3 #food #i might update this with dessert ideas too later. or just add to it in general

[gojoest]

gojo learning what a home smells like, mentions of food, not much dialogue except for the ending, kind of selfship coded bc this was supposed to be a talk post but then i kind of rambled and this came out so it’s not proofread and that’s that

each home has a specific scent to it.

you know, the one that builds over time, the so-called occupant odor that fills the air after a while of people living in it. it’s the aroma of the ingredients you use and the spices you often put into your dishes, the freshly washed clothes and especially that one detergent that is always a must, the cleaning products you use, and the scent of those who inhabit the house all combined that sticks behind and makes it so distinct. makes it smell like home.

but satoru’s house smelled empty. too empty in fact. it smelled clean, too clean for someone who’s lived there for years now. almost like a newly renovated apartment that’s been deprived of human presence for too long and it’s just the sharp scent of paint and construction materials that hits your nostrils when you walk in. a housekeeper would come by once in a week to take care of the place, not that there was much to do around — it was pretty clean. nobody cooked there — his fridge was almost empty, only water bottles in it. nobody did the laundry — everything was sent to the dry cleaning. nobody was there enough for their scent to sink in, even he himself. his house never felt like home to him. it was simply a place for him to shortly crash at. like a hotel of some sort, a place he’d only use to shower and sleep while for the rest of the time he’d be out going on missions, putting his life in danger.

that was, until you came into his life.

at first it was only short stayovers. you would spend a night or two at his place each week. but it was enough for it to start layering and spreading around — the scent of you, of him, of you together. when you came into his life out of literally nowhere, he would start going out of his way and take on less missions so he could be with you, more — so you would stay over and make dinner, ask about his favorite dish and then cook it for him the next time.

you would make pancakes in the morning. you would get your favorite ingredients and put them in his fridge. you’d get some blueberries and bananas, little bit of feta cheese even. you would place jars of powdered sugar and honey into the empty shelves in his kitchen. and little bit by bit the room would start to fill — some oats and cinnamon for autumn days, peanut butter because it goes so well with apples, a little bit of oregano for when you make baked potatoes, a little bit of garlic because it makes any dish taste better, some olive oil and lemons because that’s your go-to dressing for when you make salads, and some tahini for when you’re feeling posh but then realize it doesn’t taste quite right in some meals but eat it anyway.

little bit by bit his house would start feeling less empty and more like home.

you’d bring extra clothes for the day after the stayover and then forget the old ones there. he would buy you pajamas for when you come by so you don’t have to bring yours every time or wear a shirt of his when you don’t or sleep naked (not that he minds it). you would wash them all in the laundry, together with his clothes and yours, the ones you had left behind from before. but you would always need that one softener, you know, the one you absolutely refuse to wash your clothes without because it smells so good, and then you would put your pajamas and his next to each other on the bed and the clothes — in his wardrobe, and the room would smell so good and it would start feeling like home to him.

but.

no matter how much of yourself you left behind, it still felt kind of empty, especially on days when you weren’t around tiptoeing quickly from the bedroom to the bathroom in the mornings for a quick pee before coming back to bed and nuzzling into his chest, when you weren’t around dancing in his kitchen experimenting with a new salad dressing once again, when you weren’t around asking him to open jars, when you weren’t around for his eyes to see and his arms to embrace in the morning.

it was then when these four walls felt so foreign and nothing like home to him. the house still smelled familiar but not completely. just like a bland dish — you eat it and it gives your body the needed nutrients but doesn’t quite fill you up because there’s just something missing.

and tonight he decided to chase after the missing ingredient.

“so, listen”, he said while casually grabbing some greens through the salad with his chopsticks, “i am going to make you an offer you can’t refuse”

“if it has anything to do with me doing the dishes tonight and you folding the laundry tomorrow, i am out”

“love”, he paused, “who washes dishes by hand when there’s a dishwasher?”

“rich people like you might not know of this, but we, ordinary people, do not use the dishwasher for just three plates. we use our hands, a sponge and a dishwashing liquid”, you flashed a polite but sarcastic smile at him.

“okay, ordinary person that i love so much, then how about this”, he swallowed his bite and continued, “you move in and start being extraordinary with me?”

“we’re not using the dishwasher for three plates”, you raised your chopsticks and brought them threateningly close to his face, “but okay. i can move in here and start using your credit card more reasonably”

#ઈઉ — ai writes #[ ♡ ] — satoru #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fluff #gojo satoru fluff #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader

[kcrossvine-art]

Heya folks n friends! Today on our LotR cooking series, we're going to be making something inspired by Mrs. Maggot, wife of Farmer Maggot. Originally we were going to do a cream of mushroom soup, but the idea of adding meat as a cheeky lil joke on their last names was too good to pass up. In my mind meat goes better with thin soups than creamy ones.

And thus Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew was born.

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew?” YOU MIGHT ASKFor the stew portion itself we're going to be using a hearty base, aiming for a layering of flavors. If you feel comfortable making a roux, feel free to do so, but I did not due to energy levels and thus the flour in this recipe is only used for searing the meat before its added to the pot.

Cubed beef

Flour

Peanut oil

Beef stock

Dried porcini mushrooms

Carrots, chopped

Onion, diced

Garlic, crushed

Scallion, chopped

Bay leaf

Salt and pepper

Ground red pepper

Cumin

Zatarins gumbo file

For the other mushrooms, were going to cook them separate and throw them in at the end (but they'll have friends to keep them company!!).

Cremini mushrooms, sliced

Half an onion

Carrots

Garlic

Salt and pepper

Thyme

Olive oil

This took about 4 hours in total. If you have a slow cooker itd probably be easier to use that, but as is isn't too bad either. I mostly worked on commission stuff in the kitchen in-between stirring. "The best food is the one you don't have to make, the second best food is the one you don't have to think while making."

AND, “what does Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASK

HOT HOT HOT

Tastes like walking from the cold into the cramped but cozy bar your friend works at

Meat was so tender and juicy, melts in your mouth. Makes you cry

It wanst actually carmelization but the onions had a hint of tasting caramelized

Mushrooms- a strong umami flavor with a bit of smokeyness

Once you get that Perfect level of gumbo file, it just makes every other element stick out more

Like an energy booster for the ingredients

A spotlight on the bay leaf, and oils, and spices

. If you don't want to use beef, feel free to use vegetable stock instead and replace the cubes with strips of king oyster mushrooms. Exclude the flour but still cook them in the pan. . this isnt officially part of the recipe since im not sure itd be 'on theme', but feel free to start your rice cooker around the 3 hour mark so you can have some hot rice ready for serving as filler.

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When I was looking through food and food mentions in LotR, Mrs.Maggot just stook out to me. 'Queen amongst farmers wives' is both really sweet and a fuckin killer description. What a legend. I wanted to do something based on her and our two options were either beer, bacon or raw mushrooms. Beer while very appealing is also not something you can whip up in a day, while raw mushrooms have a chance of killing my beloved readers. I don't want to talk about me and bacons sordid past.

And so as praise to this funky farmer women, may you add this stew to your collection of potpie, lasagna, and roast recipes.

Did i mention i started my first grease fire when making this? Yeah. Don't cover any empty greased pan even if your intent is to keep water from splashing into it.

Anyway, this recipe is a solid 10/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) The partner has already made me pledge to cook it again hehehe

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Ingredients:

2 lbs cubed beef

A little bit of flour to 'tumble' the meat in, in a bowl

Peanut oil to sear the beef, as needed

3 kilograms beef stock

28g dried porcini mushrooms

4 carrots, chopped

1 white onion, diced

4 cloves garlic, crushed

1 scallion branch, chopped

Salt and pepper to taste

Ground red pepper to taste

Cumin to taste

3 bay leafs

A pinch of Zatarins gumbo file

Ingredients… . . TWO:

1 lb cremini mushrooms

Half of a white onion, diced

1 carrot, chopped

2 cloves garlic, crushed

Salt, pepper, and thyme to taste

Olive oil as needed to pan-fry

Method:

Put the porcini mushrooms into a bowl, add enough warm water to cover. Give them roughly 20 minutes, or until softened and the waters turned color.

Cut the carrots, onion, and garlic.

Get a large pot with a lid, pour in your stock (or water and bouillon cubes). Pour in the porcinis and the mushroom water. Turn the burner to medium-high.

Add your bay leaves, carrots, onion, and garlic to the pot. Add extra salt if you'd like.

Tenderize and cut your beef into roughly 1 inch cubes.

In a small bowl, pour a handful of flour along with pepper, cumin, and ground red pepper. Mix until combined.

Lightly toss each cube of beef in the mixture, get a little coverage on each side.

Heat a frying pan to medium heat and add peanut oil. If using an electric stovetop it will take time to heat up.

Add some of your beef cubes to the pan, don't overcrowd it. Flip to check sides are a light brown with dark brown edges, its good for some pink/red to poke through.

Add beef cubes to the pot when done, careful of splashing.

Keep doing this in batches until all beef cubes are added. 

 Once the pot has reached a simmer, turn the heat down a few notches and cover.

Set a timer for 4 hours. Taste test every so often. Aim to stir the pot every 10-15 minutes.

(You can do steps 14-21 immediately or optionally wait a bit)

 Rinse and dry your cremini mushrooms.

Slice them vertically. Cut the carrots, onion, and garlic.

In a frying pan on medium-low heat, add olive oil, carrots, and onion. Keep the vegetables moving! When they start to change texture, add your cremini mushrooms.

Bring the pan up to medium heat. 

Once your mushrooms have cooked off the liquid inside, theyll start turning a deeper brown. Add the garlic. Keep! the! vegetables! Moving!

If the pan gets overcrowded, take some out and set it aside in a bowl. Smaller batches.

This process took roughly 15 minutes, but youll know its done once everything has a nice sear on it and the garlic is brown but not burnt. Add salt, pepper, and thyme to taste.

Set everything aside in a bowl.

Once the 4 hours are up the meat should be cooked all the way through and tender enough to pull apart. Strain the bay leaves out. Cut and add scallions. Add the bowl with cremini mushrooms.

Add a pinch of gumbo file to start, stir and taste test.

#cross cooks lotr #food recipe #j.r.r. tolkien #soup recipes

[onboardsorasora]

omg deaged daniel has my heart:(( he’ll feel so much more comfortable I bet once he gets to talk to his mom:((((

he does!! ok this is literally spiralling lmao!

De-Aged Daniel | De-Aged Daniel Pt2 | Part 4

Max watched as Little Daniel watched him through his lashes as he made his calls. His sticky red ring pop was always close to his lips and Max could see how stained his tongue already was.

“Do you like ring pops?” Max asked kindly, Little Daniel makes eye contact for a moment before looking at Max’s shoulder again and nods. “I like them too, I love the green flavour.”

“‘Shell likes the green one.” Little Daniel offered softly. 

“All the more red ones for you!” Max smiled when Little Daniel grinned. 

“Ok so I ordered the pizza, would you like to play with the cats while I make another phonecall?”

“Your phone’s weird like the one’s in the movies.” Little Daniel mumbled. And Max figured that must be true, an iphone wasn’t exactly the current tech in 1994.

“It is, I’m still learning it too. May I lift you up Daniel?” 

Little Daniel nodded softly and Max lifted him onto his hip. He walked the few steps into the living room and placed the boy gently on the couch. Jimmy was the first to be curious. Little Daniel looked at him dubiously before reaching his hand out slowly to pet the cat.

Max watched them out of the corner of his eyes while he scrolled through his contacts. Grace picked up after three rings, and Max hoped it wasn’t very late in Perth.

“Max, lovely to hear from you!” Grace’s voice was a balm, Max felt completely out of his depth.

“Hey Grace, unfortunately this isn’t a social call.”

“What’s happened?” Her voice was immediately tense and Max kicked himself, he could have handled that better.

“Nothing terrible. I’m gonna show you.” After hearing her noise of agreement he changed the call to a facetime. She looked at him with worried brown eyes, Max flipped the camera to show Little Daniel stiltedly petting Jimmy’s head. His ring pop clutched tightly in his other fist.

“Oh.” Her gasp was sharp. Max watched her eyes grow soft and yearning. 

“Blake said he’s been stressed lately, it happened not twenty minutes ago.”

“So its temporary then.” She spoke to herself, eyes still staring at the little boy who was her miniature in every way. “He likes the show Lamb Chops, and The Wiggles. Don’t let him choose the pizza, he likes the pictures but he doesn’t like the peppers or olives. He’ll eat pepperoni or hawaiian.” 

Max groaned because Little Daniel absolutely chose the pizza and there were all sorts of peppers and olives. 

“Do you still have the epi pen?” She asked quietly.

“I do.” 

“Good. You may need it.”

“Pistachios, hazelnuts, peanuts. I remember.” Max smiled. 

Grace made that ‘oh honey’ face that Daniel sometimes did when he thought Max was going to be in over his head a little. “Some kinds of grass, milk, ice cream, air fresheners, may make him puke–”

“How did you let him move to Italy on his own??” Max laughed when Grace snorted. He had no idea Daniel had been allergic to so many things.

“He grew out of most of it. And he was very convincing.” She smiled, before biting her lip. “Can I talk to him?”

“Of course!” Max crossed the room quickly and flipped the camera back to the front facing one. “Daniel, I have someone who would like to speak with you, is this ok?”

Little Daniel looked up from where Jimmy was trying to climb onto his small lap and nodded softly. Max sat beside him and brought his phone to Daniel’s face.

“Mum!” Little Daniel screamed, scaring Jimmy a little. He scooted forward on the couch to get closer to the phone, Max brought to phone to him. “That's my Mummy!”

“Danny my baby, are you being good for Max?”

Little Daniel gasped, his mouth dropping open. He nodded quickly, his head bobbled like a toy. “Uh huh! Mum are you coming to get me?”

Grace sniffled and covered her mouth with a palm. “Soon my baby. It’ll take a little bit so be good for Max ok? He’ll take care of you until we get there.”

“Ok! I promise!” Little Daniel chirped, he nodded again like a bobble head. 

“That’s my baby. I love you Danny Wanny.”

“I love you more Mummy Wummy!” Little Daniel grinned and looked up at Max when the screen when dark. Max bit his lip, not expecting the cute aggression that took hold of him.

“Do you want to watch The Wiggles?” Max asked instead, smiling with Little Daniel nodded happily.

#answered #anonymous #de aged daniel #maxiel

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

Home Pt.3 || cbf!Simon "Ghost" Riley

Rating: M Words: 2.2K~ Pairing: cbf!Simonxafab!reader / teen!Simonxteen!Reader Summary: Teen Simon and his best friend often spend their nights away from their respective houses because they found a home in each other… CW: none? Tags: you/your pronouns, jealousy, a bit smutty (if you squint), ANGST (at the end), teen romance, underage drinking, British slang (attempted). a/n: not proofread.

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You remember the first time Simon got jealous. It was sudden and unexpected. It was just a couple weeks after your first kiss (and dry-humping session), when you were still somewhat uncertain of where you stood, of what you were.

All six members of your friend group were hanging out at a pub you knew. A little hole-in-the-wall spot, whose owner/bartender was an old fart not quite fussed about the idea of having underage kids inside, nor about serving them alcohol.

Simon, your cousin Oliver, Archie, Jack, Harry, aka the same boys you met that night a few years before, and Emily, Olly’s girlfriend. Simon and you had been somewhat avoiding each other. You still hung out, but less so in private, too embarrassed and awkward to properly face each other after what you did.

Most of the lads were playing pool in the corner leaving you and Emily to your own devices, parked in a booth in the corner, chatting about all sorts of random things, gossiping, drinking cheap beer, and eating roasted peanuts. The seats all around the two of you were strewn with coats and keys and wallets, belonging to the blokes, which you were unofficially tasked with watching over.

Emily was in the middle of telling you a story about some girls over in her school, the same one Simon went to. Her voice was dramatic and boisterous as she chewed her peanuts a bit too loud and waved her hands and head around, her hoop earrings catching the light a little bit.

You had no clue who the girls she was talking about were, but the way Emily was so determined to tell you about all their transgressions made you hate them by proxy, so you reacted accordingly, shocked and angry, which made Emily giddy, happy that you agreed and saw it as she did.

Emily was your portal for figuring out what exactly the blokes were like when they were in school, something you couldn’t see because you went to a different high school. She told you all about the shenanigans the boys got up to, the fights and arguments and their grades, especially because they were all the same age, a year older than you, and therefore shared many classes.

It was thanks to her that you found out that Simon was good at English Lit, History, and Geography. Simon himself would never admit to liking literature (and you made sure to ask!). You also found out that he loved P.E. class, often being the first out of the locker room to do warm-ups, even if, most of the time, their P.E. class is just the blokes playing football.

You liked Emily and she liked you. She was a bit of a chav, sure, wearing bold make-up, hair greasy more often than not, and chewing gum loudly, but she was nice and chill. She was a recent addition to the group but she treated you super well, always saying that she was a “girls’ girl” and you both made sure to put the boys in their place when they got too rowdy. Not like some of the other girls the lads dated before, who got jealous over your mere existence/friendship.

It was while you were lost in thought, enjoying Emily’s vibrant personality and wild gossip about some girl at their school who got knocked up, that it happened. A couple of tall figures came to the edge of your table.

“Oi babes! What's the craic? Fancy some company?” asked a voice above the two of you. You looked up to find a couple of blokes, about the same age as you, smirking as they leaned into the booth next to you.

“Oh, thanks, but we're okay.” You said politely, your face showing disinterest.

“Just the two of you?” His friend said. You gave Emily a look and then tried to look between the two lads, just barely catching sight of the five blokes that composed your friend group standing around the pool table… completely clueless.

“No, our mates are around. We’re just having a little quiet time for ourselves.” Emily added as she glanced at the blokes, chewing her peanuts quite loudly.

“Quiet? Boring, more like. We know how to liven things up!” One of the blokes said and smirked, nudging his buddy with his elbow.

“Yeah, come on, don't be like that. We're just here to have a laugh!” The second one said, his voice playful and seductive (or his best attempt at it).

“We're good lads, promise.” The first bloke added, to which his buddy nodded in agreement. “I’m Josh, and this is Liam.” He introduced the both of them.

“Yeah, we can see that. But we're really just here to catch up with each other.” You replied bluntly, your voice losing some of the politeness it held until now.

“Catching up, eh? Well, we're good at that too!” Josh said while sliding down onto the booth next to Emily, forcing her to scoot away.

“Got some stories that'd make you laugh for days,” Liam added, scooting into the booth next to you, an arm coming to wrap over the back of the booth, dangerously close to setting around your shoulders.

“I'm sure you do. But really, we're fine. Cheers.” Emily replied as she tried to shoo off Josh with a dismissive wave. But neither of the blokes was taking a hint.

“How about a dance then? I reckon we'd be the best dance partners you've ever had.” Liam suggested as he began leaning close to you.

His hand began sliding across your shoulder, which was exposed in a spaghetti-strapped top. You smacked his hand off you and scooted away as well. “What's the rush, darlin'? We're just trying to be friendly!” Liam said defensively.

As Josh and Liam exchanged confident glances, thinking they'd make another attempt to charm the two of you, the atmosphere shifted. Simon had suddenly joined the scene, Olly was already jogging up behind him, as the blond lad stood ever imposing in front of the booth.

“Everything okay here, ladies?” Olly asked as he glanced down at Liam and Josh. He didn’t look pleased by the scene, just like Simon. He was double as protective, with you being his cousin, and Emily being his bird.

The two other lads damn near paled at the sight of Simon’s sheer height standing inches from them, hands in the pockets of his hoodie and a serious face framed by the black hood on his head.

“Yeah, we're good, Ols. They've just been trying to chat us up.” Emily replied, her lips morphing into a playful smirk. She was probably trying to make Oliver a bit jealous.

“Yeah! They even offered us a dance.” You piped up, joining her. You could see the veins nearly pop in Simon’s neck, his left eye twitching ever so slightly as he heard you.

You knew then that he was pissed, feeling jealous of the fact a lad was chatting you up. It was the first real sign you got that his avoidance of you wasn’t due to malice, but awkwardness for the feelings you both had for one another.

“Is that so?” Simon finally asked, his brown eyes sliding across all the people in the booth, but growing especially hard at the sight of Liam’s hand on your shoulder.

Slowly, you felt Liam’s hand slip away from you while he forced some distance between the two of you by scooting away. “Yeah, just offering some company. No harm done.” Liam said defensively.

Josh seemed to pick up on the fact Liam was scooting off, and he did the same, standing up and showing his hands while muttering a “Yeah, just bein’ friendly.”

“That's good to hear. We're a friendly bunch too, you know. Just wanted to make sure you're aware these lovely ladies are taken.” Olly said while he looked at the two other lads who were attempting to chat up his girlfriend and his cousin. “So, how about you two lads move along?” He suggested.

Simon, meanwhile, kept glaring at the other lads, his height posing an advantage as he stood a few inches taller than them. “Yeah, before things get more complicated than they need be.” He added.

Josh and Liam exchanged a somewhat concerned glance, not exactly panicked or scared, since they were also cocky teenage boys high on nothing if not hubris… But they muttered something else apologetically and made themselves scarce.

Olly took Josh’s seat next to Emily and wrapped his arm around her, checking on her with a “You alright, love?” before dropping a kiss onto her mouth, making the girl giggle.

Simon, meanwhile, looked at you while still standing by the booth. You fixed the thin straps of your top and bra while looking up at him as well. He reached a hand toward you and beckoned you to take it. You did.

He reached into the booth and grabbed his parka and yours while muttering some type of warning to Olly that you couldn’t quite make out, and your cousin probably couldn’t either because he was busy shoving his tongue down Emily’s throat.

Simon tossed your coat at you, which you pulled on, and grabbed his belongings (keys, wallet, phone). Then, he dragged you by the bicep out of the pub. You knew what was about to happen. You could feel it, warming up in your tummy… He made sure that Josh and Liam could see the way he took you, glaring right at them, as you desperately sped up the pace to keep up with his large strides, your cheeks a bit flushed and warm as he walked you both out. 

Next thing you knew, he had your front pressed against the passenger side door of his dad’s car, your chest rubbing against the window. Simon was behind you, his left hand holding your jaw to keep your face turned back, his lips pressed onto yours, his tongue taking over your mouth. 

You didn’t remember much about your first kiss with him. It had been only a couple weeks prior, but you were both high. Sure, you remembered it happening but all the sensations had been heightened in the moment and had nullified after you had sobered up.

But if this kiss was anything to go off of, it was a great kiss. Simon’s lips on yours were making you see stars, his taller body pressing you so hard against the side of the car that you couldn’t help but shiver. The car’s surface was ice cold against the skin of your lower tummy and collarbone, which your top didn’t quite cover.

Then, Simon’s right hand pulled up the back of your parka holding it out of the way as his fingers gripped onto your hip, so he could rut his cock against the curve of your ass.

He refused to break the kiss, his lips greedily sucking onto yours, his tongue claiming your mouth as his. He would mumble things here and there, little whispers showing his enjoyment. “Blimey, can’t get enough of you…”, “Killed me seein’ those blokes chattin’ you up...”, “Almost knocked their teeth out…”, “Fuckin’ hell…”, “Your kisses… so fuckin’ good…”, “All I can think now about is kissin’ you…”.

Truth be told, you had been going wild for him, the distance painful not just because of how awkward it felt to see him around your mutual mates and not be able to be ‘close’, but because of how much you liked him and missed him.

But now you got to have him again. Awkwardness be damned, you were finally kissing again, finally dry-humping again. And it felt glorious. You��d never regret this, you knew it deep down. 

You think of that as you stand in the train station. It’s 4:59 A.M. and your tired, sleepless eyes are locked onto Simon as he sits inside, backpack sitting on his lap, his hair recently buzzcut.

You didn’t sleep at all tonight, neither did he. You spent the last few hours you had together in each other’s arms, kissing and holding each other close, and even having sex in the back of his father’s car, as usual.

And now, here you are, holding the keys to his dad’s car in your hands. A gift he’s leaving behind, a way to keep yourself safe and way from your own dad, so you can sleep somewhere else.

The announcement system warns of the departure of the train he sits in, with a destination to Harrogate. In a couple of hours, he’ll be at the Army Foundation College to start his military career…

Your lips are swollen and red, and so are his. you kissed too much. Too hard. You take a hand up to feel them up with your fingers, almost like you're trying to hold on to the feel of him.

The doors to the train close and a mechanical hiss is heard. Simon’s eyes are set on you and squint through the glare of the lights inside the train versus the darkness of the station outside. You hope he can’t see the way your eyes are welling up with tears.

Simon was your first in all the ways you could think of. Your first crush, your first boy best friend, your first kiss, your first time… 

And as his train pulls away from the station, you think to yourself…

He’s your first heartbreak too.

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[useless-catalanfacts]

If you ever go to the Valencian Country and they offer you an esmorzaret ("little breakfast", from esmorzar -"breakfast"- with the diminutive suffix -et), don't be fooled, there's no -et in it.

Valencians are known for using the diminutive suffix quite liberally, and this is definitely one of those cases. The diminutive can mean small, cute or show affection. In this case, it must be ironic humour.

The esmorzaret refers to a big breakfast or brunch that starts with some smaller appetizers like tomato and onion salad, olives, peppers, pickles, crisps/chips, cacau del collaret (local variety of peanuts), white lupin beans, omelette, even sausage, among others. The central element is a thick sandwich (and what a sandwich! this is a whole art form). All of it accompanied by either wine mixed with sprinkling water or by beer. The ritual ends with a cremaet, a cup of espresso coffee with a drizzle of burnt rum (the alcohol leaves when it's burned) and aromatized with cinnamon, coffee beans and lemon peel.

Back in the day, this was done because most people had hard physical jobs in the fields. Nowadays, it has become a social event.

Photos by Francho Lázaro Aznar on Traveler, Visit València, esmorzaret.es.

#menjar #país valencià #esmorzaret #esmorzaet #food #brunch #breakfast #meal #sandwich #gastronomy #foodie #foodpics #comfort food

[sweetsreverie]

imagining soap.. with a very pregnant wife that has weird cravings.. please…..

omg.. thank you for sending this to me

pairing: john "soap" mactavish x fem!reader wc: 480 warning(s): pregnancy

Soap honestly thought that pregnancy cravings were a made-up thing. He didn't think that someone would actually enjoy pickles and peanut butter, or tuna fish and ice cream.

That was until you became pregnant and started to have cravings of your own. Soap would often go on snack runs when your cravings would kick in, and he was always happy to do whatever he needed to make sure you were happy.

They were pretty tame at first. Crushed ice, french fries in ice cream, bacon and maple syrup, chinese takeout, and m&m's in your popcorn. Soap even tried these and enjoyed most of them.

While your cravings were tame at the beginning of your pregnancy, your cravings became even more obscure towards the end of it. He never knew what he was going to find you snacking on in the kitchen.

Like today, Soap walks in to see you sitting down on the couch with a plate resting on top of your bump, and he's curious to see what you're snacking on now.

"Y/N? whatcha got there?" Soap asks while he approaches the couch and takes a seat beside you. On your plate was a lemon cut up into wedges, and a bowl containing... something he couldn't decipher.

"Oh- a lemon, and this is olives, sour cream, and pickled beets." You tell him while you stir your spoon around in the bowl and take a bite of the concoction.

Soap raises his eyebrows, and he blinks a few times.

"And the lemon? Just.. by itself?" He asks, and you reply with a nod while chewing the mouthful of food you were working on.

"Mhm, I've really been craving sour things lately. Do you wanna try it?" You ask him, and while the sour cream and pickled item concoction doesn't sound appetizing at all, he can't find it in himself to say no to you.

So he nods, and you gather a little spoonful of the three ingredients and feed it to him. It doesn't even take you a full second to see that he doesn't seem to be enjoying your newest creation.

"You know, love... That one's all you. I'm not gonna fight you for that." Soap says while he manages to swallow the bite, and you can't help but let out a hearty laugh.

"You're a good sport. I didn't expect you to actually try it." You tell him with a smile, and Soap moves his hand to rest on your bump carefully.

"As long as it makes both of you happy, I'm happy to get whatever you need. I just don't see how it doesn't make you sick." Soap says with a little smile while he gently presses his finger against your bump, and he receives a small kick against his hand in return.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever makes your mam happy. You'll learn that real quick, huh."

tag list: @ho3forghost @juggernaunt @shellfishb34ch @redpool @madamepozum

#john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #call of duty modern warfare 2 #modern warfare 2 #call of duty reader insert #soap drabble

[crippleprophet]

gluten & dairy intolerant and sick as shit: a “what the fuck do i eat?” primer

most gluten-free, dairy-free (hereafter abbreviated gf/df) recipe sites are so clearly written by people who have the energy to cook - consistently enough that they don’t need to worry about food spoiling - and money for tons of ingredients and equipment. as a person who’s bedridden a large portion of the time, this is useless as shit!

so here’s how i’ve kept myself alive the past 6+ months for other sick folks looking for a realistic starting point, in descending order from least to most energy required. in addition to being gf/df, i can’t eat raw vegetables or red meat, need to avoid/minimize seeds and artificial sweeteners, and try to minimize soy when possible, so these suggestions align with that.

as always, check the labels first! other folks feel free to add on with any suggestions!

meals

gf cereal - chocolate gf off-brand rice krispies are a go-to low-energy meal that can also be a snack

bananas with peanut butter

rice cakes are my best friend - they’re like 4x cheaper than gf bread and the easiest option i’ve found so far. my go-to is rice cake, vegan cheese, 4 slices of deli chicken, a pinch of salt; 4 of those makes a filling meal for me

gf toast with peanut butter or butter, cinnamon, and brown sugar

gf oatmeal in the microwave, seasoned with brown sugar and cinnamon. if you need to avoid cross-contamination, make sure to only purchase oat products that are certified gluten-free; they can easily get cross-contaminated from wheat in the field

tofu scramble - season with curry powder, garlic and onion powder, chili powder, and salt. add whatever veggies you want - i do (frozen or canned) spinach, mushrooms, and tomatoes

gf chicken nuggets - if i have a little extra energy i’ll make a vegan ranch using a vegan mayo base

gf/df pizza - they’re expensive. i’m sorry.

gf/df nachos - vegan mince with gf taco seasoning, olives, vegan cheese, corn tortillas chips. for a lower-energy version, i melt vegan cheese on tortilla chips in the microwave and add torn-up deli chicken and seasoning

frozen gf fries - plain or with vegan cheese sauce, vegan cheese, and/or vegan mince (seasoned with garlic powder, chili powder, paprika, and salt)

rice with ingredient - canned beans and/or peas; canned tuna cooked with curry powder; frozen edamame and canned salmon cooked with gf (tamari) soy sauce, honey, and chili powder

fish tacos - frozen fish cooked with cumin, paprika, chili powder, salt, pepper; cilantro-lime rice; avocado if you’re up for peeling/cutting; vegan cheese; corn tortillas

snacks

pre-popped popcorn

tortilla chips

gf/df cookies

gf/df chips (crisps) - in the UK, Seabrook is a great gf brand, and the classic ones are df as well

gf/df protein or granola bars

gf/df ice cream

tangerines, clementines, etc - they last longer than other fruits

#dietary restrictions #celiac #lactose intolerance #dairy free #gluten free #chronic illness #mac.txt

[geo-winchester]

HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY!!!! Wish you the best and an amazing day!!

From your prompt list, can I request

7. And at every table, I’ll save you a seat.

With Taron?

BY MY SIDE

A/N: hi love! I’m so sorry this took me a lot of time to write! But I wasn’t in my greatest moment, I hope this is what you expect and I hope that you like it! Thank you so much for your wishes and I hope that you’ll have a great day!

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When you were a kid, you never imagine that you were going to see your best friend on the big screen, you always knew that Taron’s big dream was to be a movie star, and you were so proud and so happy to see his dream comes true, but you were also afraid of how this would change your relationship, but he proved you that anything changed between the two of you, he invites you to some of his red carpets, he called you when he got choose for new role. But you also have to admitted that you have a crush on him that you always tried to hide, you’re heart race with every smile he gave at you, or every time he brought coffee at your work, and you start to notice that in every dinner you have with your friends he always had a seat saved next to him for you, but you knew it was all in your head and you didn’t want to mess up your friendship so you start to avoid him, trying to calm your feelings, and you thought you finally get it until you open the door and you met his eyes, he was wet from the rain that was falling.

-Taron? Jesus your soaking, get in before you catch a cold- he follow your orders, before he said anything you went to the other room, you get back with a towel and a bathrobe, he look at you confused making you shrugged -I don’t have anything else, you can put this while your clothes gets dry- he nod and got inside the bathroom.

As he was in the bathroom you tried to calm yourself down by putting some coffee on, when he got out you heard him going to the laundry and a little while later the dryer going on, you couldn’t help but giggle when you saw him in the bathrobe.

-I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t laugh but purple is really your color- he rolled his eyes -do you want some coffee?.

-Yes please- he said, the two of you stayed completely silent as the two of you drank from your cups.

-Taron…

-Yn- you talk at the same time making you giggled -you go first- he said.

-Why are you here? I thought you were training for the role you got- you said.

-I was, but… why are you avoiding me?

-What? Why do you say that?

-Because lately every time I asked you out you said you been really busy with work, but I met Jenn at the gym and she told me that everything at your work it’s been really calm, so why?- he asked with a puppy look

-It 's nothing…

-how it could be nothing? You've been avoiding me for weeks and you said it’s nothing- he said.

-It’s something stupid- you said.

-Obviously not…

-I thought I was falling for you- you finally said.

-what?

-You see, it’s stupid, I mean look at me, I’m nothing special, you have a ton of pretty good looking girls that you work with, and I… I am just a normal girl that is your friend so yeah I know it’s stupid to even think that I have a shot- you said.

-You are in love with me?- he asked.

-I try not to…

-don’t…

-don’t mess with me Taron- you said -I’m know I’m not your type, I’m not one of those models you go out with, I’m just me, I’m not go out much, I read, I work and I’m just normal- you said -and I know this couldn’t happen…

-You’re wrong- he said as he make you look at him -You’re smart, you make me laugh, you’re beautiful even when you wear those crazy sweaters for all those festive days, I love when you try to be sensitive at something but sometimes you have difficult to express sorry so it’s kind of funny how you act- you rolled your eyes- you know me and I know everything about you- you look at him unsure of his answer- of course I’m saying the truth, I know your favorite food, I know that you hate olives and you are allergic to peanut, I know that you love when it rains but not just because of the smell in the air, but because you feel like your in twilight, and I know I love you and I been in love with you since I was in fifth grade when you get in to the music class and start to sing girls just want to have fun.

-And how do you know this will work? How do you know that this won’t blow up everything?

-I don’t know that- he said as he got closed to you and clean a small tear from your cheek- but i can tell you what I know, I know I want to be with you and only you- he said as he got so close to you that you can felt his breath before he finally crash his lips on yours -and as Taylor Swift once said “and on every table I’ll save you a sit”- he said making you laugh.

That moment sometimes feel like a long time ago, you like to said that after that day everything went smoothly but every time he was a away for a movie or he has to go on a tour and of course there were those dumbs fights, but there were also the good moments, the first night you spend together, when you decide to move in together, when he propose and your wedding, you also remember his reaction when you found out you were pregnant with your first child and how good of a father he was. Today was an important day for him, he was nomine to the golden globes. When you get inside the room you could see the excitement and the nervous in his eyes, you whistle to catch his attention.

-Too much?- he asked as he turned around, you shook your head in response.

-Your tie is a little crooked, let me help you- you walk to him, and start to fix his tie -Nervous?

-A little, I mean I know this is something great but I can’t help to think what if I didn’t win?

-Well you’ll have to found a new wife- you joked making him laugh -Hey, nothing would change If you loose, people would recognize how amazing work you did, and even if you loose, you’ll still have us- he kiss you -that and you can have a consolation prize when we get home- he smirk.

-And what if I win…

-Well Mr. Egerton, we have the house to ourselves, we can do whatever you want.

-God now I really want to win- he said, making you laugh.

The two of you were having a lot of fun at the event, with all the jokes and the conversation you had with all the other actors on the table, you saw that Taron was a little more relax, until they start to announce the category for best actor, he took your hand when the camera focus him, you felt the grip of your hand getting stronger, when he was called as the winner he bring you in to a big hug and kiss you before he walk to the stage.

-Oh God, this is… wow, I don’t believe it, love I won- he said making everyone laugh -I want to thank to all the crew of this amazing movie, Mathew thank you for give me this chance, my mom and my sisters who are watching with my beautiful kids, and to my beautiful wife, thank you for be there for me, even before we knew this was for ever, you always been my best friend and you always been by my side in every moment I know you always be there just as I’ll be there for you, I love you and our beautiful family, this wouldn’t happen without you, I love you- he said, you kiss him the minute he got in to the table.

-I love you too- you said.

-I know we said we’ll have the house to ourselves but I really want to share this with the kids…- you didn’t let him finish, you gave him a kiss.

-I can eat a burger and celebrate on our own.

-Let’s go and have our own celebration- he said as he gave you a quick kiss.

#taron egerton x reader #taron x reader #taron imagine #taron egerton imagine #taron egerton fanfiction #eggsy unwin x reader #jimmy keene x reader

[auckie]

Ok no actually I wanna hear your Trader Joe’s opinions I’m really into the orange strawberry banana juice, the bruschetta sauce, the cranberry lime juice sparkling water and cinnamon schoolbook cookies

You and I agree on the CLSW (cranlime sparkling), haven’t tried the others but I’ll look into them. The normal lime one is also amazing on its own, as well as a mixer for both alcoholic and non alcoholic drinks. Summer must!

There’s so much shit I’m obsessed with, I’ll try and list the most important ones

English crumpets

Mango kefir

Brown sugar oat creamer

Chocolate oat milk

Simpler wines brand sparkling white canned wine

Pfeffernüsse

Chocolate babka

Brioche sliced bread

Danish Kringle

Pinks and whites shortbread cookies

Joe Joe’s gluten free classic Oreo knock off cookie

Madras lentils (boxed kind is good too)

Canned giant baked beans in tomato sauce

The non joes brand oat milk coffee and kombucha but you can get those anywhere

Their candles, two in one grapefruit mint hair wash (I despise two in one products but this one doesn’t foam and is more of a cleansing conditioner I use in between shampoo and regular conditionings), and many other non food items. I’ve bought their towels, seasonal decor (usually those felt garlands), face lotions and oils. Loved all of them. Usually I only restock on the lotion, hand soap, and lavender laundry bags. Their detergent is nice tho, and I’ve also gotten their wool laundry balls but you really only ever gotta buy them like once. They also usually have pretty cute cards at the checkout! I like their cheaper flowers too, but there’s also a lot of very cute seasonal items they carry that I just can’t justify buying bc of price (have you seen their felt sunflowers? So adorable)

Simpler times potato chips

Crispy Crunchy Champignon Mushroom Snack

Fruit leather bars

Dried orange rings

Lox (labeled as smoked salmon iirc)

Both their Tunisian and kalamata olive oil

Vodka sauce

Roasted red pepper and tomato canned soup

Canned vegetable soup

Gone bananas chocolate covered frozen bananas (gone berry crazy strawberries are good too but like a dollar or two more expensive)

Jasmine rice in the frozen isle

Lime popsicles

Steak and stout meat pie

Pastry Bites Feta Cheese & Caramelized Onions

Canned tuna*

*especially with the gluten free microwaveable mac n cheese (I’m not gluten free if you’ve noticed, I literally just prefer some of their gluten free products. Same with the oat milk. I’m not lactose free but I just really like it)

Most of the frozen wontons I’ve tried

Chimichurri rice (goes great with the aforementioned roasted red pepper box soup, and chopped onions, green peppers, and spinach cooked in a wok)

Chicken sausage

Butternut squash gnocchi, iirc the potato gnocchi is good too

Most of their dried pastas

Almond and chocolate filled frozen croissants

The bars of chocolate you find at the check out that come in packs of threes

The weird meat sticks at the checkout too

Frozen hashbrowns

For whatever reason, their frozen green beans and asparagus is so much better than other generic brands I’ve tried

Any of the canned olives but esp the kalamata

Sun dried tomatoes

The produce is okay, a little pricey but they had brown Mexican tomatoes once that fucked hard. The herbs trustworthy too but really where is it not

Any of their chocolate covered nuts

Their fucked up chocolate covered chips, sometimes found in their snack mixes

Peanut butter pretzel snacks

Their dried seaweed isn’t my fav, but it’s not bad. I think it’s overpriced tho but tbf I usually get huuuge, less flavored packs from Costco

Pine nuts but good Gd are they expensive

They have cute, weird heirloom hybrid squashes during the fall a lot too that are pretty tasty

Things I’ve gotten from there that I hated? I didn’t like their orange chicken, ANY of the cereals I’ve gotten from there oddly enough, their pecorino Romano only comes grated and mixed iirc and I didn’t care for it. Some of their beers have made me scowl but also those are all random brands. But their wine (yes, even SHAW. But shoutout to coco bon red blend and blue fin moscato RIP!) has never does me wrong…except for any other flavor of the simpler wines canned ones. I can only do the sparkling white and literally no else I've forced to drink it has liked it! some of their salads have done me wrong. the canned chickpeas and dolmas were off. and some of their pricy juice mixes left me a bit disappointed.

[darthstitch]

Random Headcanons About That Little Fellow Whose First Words Were "Shaxbert Yucky!"

His Papa, Dream, still refuses to explain how Oliver came about, although since the entirety of the Dreaming had experienced pregnancy symptoms and the kid is basically mini-Dream, there can be no doubt about whose kid he is. Matthew finding Oliver in a patch of rampion was just business as usual, considering things.

Matthew is still not over the pineapple-on-pizza cravings he experienced. Eurgh.

Mervyn is still completely mortified over being caught nomming on this weird combo of roses, lavender and kimchi.

Look, Matthew knows exactly where Lucienne keeps her own snack stash, so he knows good and goddamn well that she was the one with the chocolate ice cream, peanut butter and banana cravings.

Everyone, including Dream, was quite thankful that Oliver seemed to have inherited his Dada's sunshine disposition, what with the constant demand for cuddles and the engaging baby babble conversation. Dream nods along solemnly when Oliver does this, answering the baby with his usual eloquence.

This implies that Dream is engaging in deep philosophical conversations with a six month old, gauging by his answers and Oliver's equally serious responses to that.

Oliver seems to have made it his life's mission to make Papa smile as much as possible. His Tiny Darkness is much displeased when he sees his Papa brooding, patting at his face gently with a concerned gurgle.

Professor Gadling's class has a video of the first time he'd gone on a rant about Shakespeare, with Oliver in his arms. The camera ended up focusing on Oliver's face, big blue eyes wide and rapturously soaking in Dada's every word. The same video also captured Oliver's first words, which was "Shaxbert yucky!"

Professor Gadling was utterly delighted with this, of course.

There is another video of "Professor Murphy" doing one of his famous Shakespeare readings in the other class, with baby Oliver paying just as much attention to his Papa and with the same identical enraptured expression. He shyly hid his face in Papa's neck when the students teased and told him that Papa had just read "Shaxbert yucky."

Look, it was actually very easy to keep Oliver entertained, with both of his fathers singing and reading to him, playing with him, or occasionally bringing him into a lecture as the little one was very attentive and well behaved. He even occasionally raised his hand for questions in baby babble, much to the students' amusement.

Oliver's favorite thing in all the world was his stuffed Raven squishmallow plushie which he called "Matthew." The real Matthew was insufferable about this for weeks.

#dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #accidental baby acquisition #baby oliver #i crack what i want #dream is still not explaining how baby oliver came to be #shaxbert yucky #look everyone is already expecting that baby oliver will eventually become professor oliver #shhh nobody tell neil

[dragonsdendoodles]

MPHFPC Incorrect Quotes Masterlist 1

Because I like organizing things :)

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No Murder in Walmart

Sitting on the Floor

Stop Undressing Him

You Never Let Me Do Anything

Upside Down Chip Bag

Thumb Condom

Jacob Knows Everything

Lemon Drop Cookie

I Didn't Get My Permit

Suck It

Cocoon Boy

Picnic

Something to Complain About

Patient

A Day of Sensory Issues

Cool Guy Stuff

Watch Me

Egg Shortage

Forgotten How to Fingers

The Last Thing You Registered

Purple

That's a Cockatoo, Actually

Grenades

Can I Cut You?

What's the Point

Adulting

No Thank You

Caffeine and Sugar

Suspicious

Attention Disorder

I Wonder How Painful It Would Be

Daddy Issues

Roadkill

Like Children

Not Short

The Power of Salt

Today's Just Out For My Blood Evidently

Dehydrated

Counterproductive

No Coffee Fuck Off Part 1

Crazy Religious People

The ADHDs

I'm Causing You Pain

Cunt is My WORD, Jacob

Sunset

Morals

Mini Cooper

Dumb Joke

Power Wash

Jelly Beans?

Attention Whore

Five-Second Rule

Lick

Only a Little Bit Satanic

And Whose Fault is That?

You Gotta Dab When You Leave

Bean Water Part 1

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*cough* it broke and Levi doesn't wanna fuck with it right now

Bean Water Part 2 (Soy Sass) Yelling It's Your Birthday. Full Circle Mop Juice? An Irish Lad Sugar or Glass Pain in the Ass You Haven't Eaten All Day You're Gonna Papercut My Eyeball! Oh! Helping It's Still 10 pm Have You Lost Object Permanence? NOT a Bean Macaroni You've Met Me That's What She Said British Football No Coffee Fuck Off Part 2 Stop Tickling Me No Comfort Pull Door Not a Child Basically Cake Hugging Lobotomy Hazard to Society You're Just Weak Breakfast of Champions Gifties You Almost Got Me Arrested Cocaine, Obviously Temperature Gun Is That Cheese or Skin? Anarchy Spoons Chip Box Chips Headcanon for Christians The Fuck Word Knives Last Name The Gays Are Coming I Want the Floor

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Go to College Since You're Old, and Deaf You've Never Seen a Chalkboard? You Like Trains? Testing Pillows Cheese Part 1 Cheese Part 2 Good Place to Get a Rock I Can Commit War Crimes Matte Black Range Rover Homophobic That's Called Death 10-4 Humidity Pilot Jumping Enoch Stop Drinking Water Okay, Millard Eating You Jelly We Like Murder 12:30 Part 1 12:30 Part 2 Fidget Toy of the Day Gay Month is Dead You Have a Boyfriend? Millard's Book I Prefer "Blessed", Thanks Migraine Are You Crazy? You Dumb Whore I Want a Challenge Spite Debt is Better Not Country Fancy Boy Stop Acting Dead You're Only 5'6 You Are a Smoothie Gaytor Last One at the Table New Nike Motto Even More White Sleep In Dodge Charger Pride Support Group Smudgy Pen Speaking British No Textbooks I Look So Gay Kind of Correctly North Dakota Peanut Allergy It's Fucking Labor Day Light the Hotel on Fire You Know What Else is Weird? Enoch You Do Share Credit Score Wasteful Flannel Bisexual Not an Advocate That is So Real Universal Flannel Who WINKS Anymore? Honest Cars Exploding Watch Your Pronouns Dead Things Chronically Straight Great Liquid Personal Taste Boyfriend Privileges 1:07 Cigarettes? Nerds Gummies I Want a New Brother Out of Character That's Because You're Old Foaming? Big Fork Trigonometry Boy Voice Anxiety Squishy Swedish Fish I'm a Ginger, What Do You Think Oh My God, it's a Man Lengthed Pi Older Than Three Slap-able Catboy Homosexual French Boy and Homosexual Bitch Boy Icing Gremlin 1 and Gremlin 2 No Murder at Walmart: The Sequel Tomatoes No More Husband, Horace The Flu Part 1 Triceratops Loving Murder You Know I Don't Colossal Mess Not All Men Habit of Handling Corpses You're Gay What Color is the Rainbow? Skillet The Flu Part 2 Olives Mad at Me SMART-Smart Spaghettios Smug Mac and Cheese Ooo, Yummy You're Also Nice to Me Dressing, But Crunchy 5'11 Gasoline

#mphfpc #some sneak peeks for y'all ;3 #incorrect mphfpc quotes #the fact that i'm six months behind on this too at least #really it's eight #tell me if any of them don't work and i'll fix them #alma peregrine #jacob portman #emma bloom #millard nullings #bronwyn bruntley #enoch o'connor #horace somnusson #olive elephanta #claire densmore #hugh apiston #fiona frauenfeld #noor pradesh #jacob x noor #jemma #jillard #emwyn #enorace #fugh #hugh x millard #fiona x millard #fughllard #i think that’s all

[ravennaortiz]

Snowman: Day 8

Summary: Fluffy Gilly x Reader

"That's a lotta money man. You sure about this?" questioned Coco looking at his best friend skeptically. "I've never been more sure. You didnt see the sadness in her eyes like I did. That thing meant something special to her and I gotta make it right." replied Gilly as he waved the little old lady over who had shown him to the glass display case when they walked in.

"Did you find what you were looking for hun?" asked the store clerk as she joined the two Mayans. "Yes, mam." replied Gilly as he pointed his purchase out. "This chick must mean a lot to you" stated Coco matter of factly as they waited for the clerk to check them out. Gilly sighed before responding. "More than just about everything in this physical world. Shes the one who got away but then she came back. I cant mess this up again" replied Gilly as he took his bag from the clerk and the two men made there way outside.

*Your House*

It was late when you got home from your shift at the local hospital. What was suppose to have been an easy 10 hours turned into a painful 14. You just wanted to shower and go to bed. You tensed as you trudged up your porch stairs when you saw a large figure stand up from your porch swing. "Sorry, I should have called" stated Gilly mentally kicking himself for not thinking this part through. "Its okay" you replied offering him a gentle smile before your eyes fell on the box in his hands. "That for me?" you asked curiously as you looked back to his face. "Yes, just a little something..... kind of an apology....olive branch after the other day. Truly didn't mean for your house to get trashed" explained Gilly as he nervously shifted from foot to foot.

You considered the man in front of you for a moment. Unsure what to make of what was going on between you two now. So many years had passed and things had changed. You couldn't deny though that your love for the man in front of you hadn't dwindled. Offer an olive branch, you could almost hear and see your late mother saying that phrase to you. Your heart ached at the memory of her. She had never liked anyone you were involved with but she had had a soft spot for Gilly. Those two had been thick as thieves when you guys had dated.

"Want to come in? I was going to order a pizza." you stated as you opened the door and stepped in the house. Gilly was shocked by your offer and followed slowly in case you changed your mind. He followed you through the house and into the kitchen. Nothing had changed in all the years since he had last stepped foot in this home. Your mother had left the house to you when she passed a few months ago and you had moved back and started renovating it. "Open this and I'll order the pizza" stated Gilly as he handed you the box and made his way back to the living room.

Setting the box on the table you grabbed a knife and cut through the tape. You wondered at what it could be as you shifted through the bubble wrap and packing peanuts until your hand hit something hard. You gasped as you pulled the Snowman figurine out, tears springing to your eyes. It looked exactly like the one your mother had given you years ago when you first started collecting them. You had been devastated when it had been broken when some of Gillys club brothers had shown up while he was helping you with a project. They had been day drinking and started play fighting each other and one thing had lead to another and a literal fight had started. Most of the damage done had been to your things, including that irreplaceable snowman.

"I know it will never be the same but I hope it brings you comfort" stated Gilly quietly as he rejoined you. "Thank you" you murmured as you gave him a quick peck on the cheek as you smiled down at the figurine. Maybe this was your mothers way of bringing you happiness back to your life.

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#ravennasmasterlist #christmas #mayans mc imagine #mayans imagine #mayans mc fanfiction #mayans mc #gilly lopez mayans #gilly lopez x reader #mayans gilly

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

I need to see oddduck and Lois girls night 😫 I want all the wine, all the gossip, all the rants, everything

Pls and thank you

Lois hefted a grocery bag onto her hip and unlocked the back door, pausing just inside the kitchen with a snort.

You were DEEP in a rabbit hole. She could tell- if the music didn't give it away, the way you were sitting in the chair would have. Crouched with your arms around your knees in a hoodie 3 sizes too big rocking slightly as you stared intently at what she liked to call "Unabomber boards" of note cards and references you'd hand-written to go back and cobble research together with- you didn't even look up.

Bombs could have been going off and you wouldn't have noticed. A SWAT team could probably have kicked your door in and you would have simply blinked at them and asked "what the fuck?" before going back to it.

Like a cozy Sherlock Holmes, once you'd hit on something you wouldn't stop until you'd learned everything you could find on it. It made you a top-flight researcher. And unmatched at Bar Trivia- at least as long as no one asked you sports questions. (Those you brought Clark along for.)

She considered for a second shaking you out of it but- there was a mostly empty water bottle on the table and an apple core on a plate so at some point, likely between books or articles, you'd eaten and had something to drink. So she left you for while and set about making herself at home. Putting the three bottles of cheap wine in the fridge and taking the cheese cake out of the box to thaw before pulling the shoe box of take out menus off the top of your fridge to see what was on top.

You had a system. A very reliable system. A rotating list of menus that had things you liked highlighted and color coordinated by preference. On top it was pizza today. Lois leaned on the counter and considered for a second. As long as it was food you liked you weren't particular- not really. The rotating menus were just there to keep you from inadvertently giving yourself scurvy or something because you'd eat the same thing every day otherwise.

Wine, cheesecake, and pizza- Martha would be appalled. But- Clark was off-world doing god only knew what. And what better reason to break a diet, right? She could eat a salad tomorrow. "Most meticulous absent-minded genius ever," she snorted to herself watching out of the corner of your eye as you look up. Blinking at the fading light outside and frowning before looking around.

"OH! I was going to call you," you blurt out, unfurling slowly, stretching your shoulders as you put your feet on the floor.

"You did," she reminded, "At like 10-"

"No not about that. I was going to tell you. I'm going to Scotland next week."

"Why?" she asked, pulling you into a one-armed hug as you wobble over to inspect the grocery bags. Grateful that even at your most absent, some things don't need to be explained.

"Reasons-"

"Known only to the rabbits," she finished, rolling her eyes, "And maybe Bruce Wayne."

"Why would he know-"

"I have no idea but I bet 20 bucks he shows up there," she teased, tickled when you couldn't quite manage to scowl at her convincingly.

"I found so many videos last week," you deflect, pulling down clean glasses.

"Well pull them bitches up- no fake crying audio though. I can't."

"I know," you agree "Like. Listen. If you're gonna try to sell me a story about Reptilians stealing your kidney, at least try to take an acting class. AND MAKE SURE THE GO FUND ME FOR THE SURGERY ISN'T GOOGLEABLE."

"Blue highlights or do you want to live a little?" she called, chuckling to herself as you hopped over a stack of discarded notebooks to hook your lap top to the TV.

"What is it?" you call back, "I don't even know-"

"Pizza," she answered, leaning over the counter to take a peek at your Unabomber board to see if she could make sense of anything.

"Just no olives-"

"Right. Peanut butter and anchovy it is," she joked, scanning your menu for a likely suspect.

"Not even for you."

"But no olives," she teased, turning to put a bottle in the freezer as she dialed. Your blue highlighted ones were actually really good. And as fun as it was to make you try new things- today needed comfort food.

#Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne x reader #odd duck!reader #ask answered #minors dni