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#any time you have bananas that go too brown try peeling them and sticking them in the freezer
aurosoul · 3 years
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neapolitan nice cream (blended frozen bananas flavored with vanilla extract, cocoa powder, and strawberry emulsion)
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prompt-master · 4 years
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Bear Trap (Part 2/3)
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Art done by @doodles-by-noodles
Kyoko was hunched over Makoto, her eyes were darting from place to place over his body. Taking in every gash and tear before acting. Time was critical. She needed to know exactly how to treat him, or Makoto could die right there in front of her. Judging by the sound of his breathing, stressed and heavy, she could tell he’d already lost a lot of blood. Well, not that you needed her expertise to determine that. You could just look at the splattered pink around them. 
“It doesn’t look good,” She had said to Byakuya. It doesn’t look good. Seriously?
“No shit it doesn’t look good,” he spat out, sounding as intolerable as he did the first day they’d met in the killing game “I do have eyes, you know.“ 
Her right eye twitched. The logical side of her said this was just how Byakuya handled stress, by disconnecting himself and becoming irritable instead. The emotional side of her wanted him to shut the hell up. She opted to spare him little more than a glare before placing a hand on Makoto’s neck to check his pulse. It was beating rather hard and fast. It was strange really. She felt as though he was already dead. But that didn’t make any sort of logical sense. He was warm, he was still bleeding, he was shaking, and panting. All of this was right in her hands to be directly experienced. But he still felt like he was dead, putting her fingers to his limp neck. 
She had a morbid thought just then. About how her talents were used to help after a death, never really before one.
"You need bandages,” Byakuya said, ever so helpfully, “how else will you stop the bleeding? Or did the panic render you useless?" 
Kyoko took a deep breath. 
Makoto wouldn’t fight right now, not during an emergency, and neither would she. It’s just how he copes. It’s just how he copes…
"Tear up your jacket then.” She stated, “I’m not certain mine will be enough." 
She had to spark herself into action. She couldn’t let herself fall to something as simple as shock. She had been given mortician training as a part of the Kirigiri Family teachings so that she would have complete expertise on how different injuries came to be. She could glance at the wound on his back and see that it was given to him by the claws of a Mono Unit at a rather awkward angle. As she tied torn pieces of her blazer around his wounds so that they’d hold pressure - she only had two hands after all - she was able to get the entire story of all the brutal suffering Makoto just went through. 
She had seen bodies fresh from the morgue slapped down onto a table in front of her. She had witnessed the aftermath of horrors such as slit throats and dismemberment. She had once solved a case in which she found the victim’s severed head hidden underneath the floorboards in a safe. But Makoto’s disfigured leg, mangled to the point where she wondered how it was hanging on, bone sticking out after tearing through the skin, sharp from where metal teeth caused a clean break: THIS out of everything that she had witnessed in her life was what made her want to throw up. 
His arm was also rather damaged. It was hard to make out under torn fabric and blood, but it seemed more salvageable than his leg…she just needed…
"Togami. Your jacket.” Her tone was unforgiving. 
“I’m working on it.” Byakuya retorted back, a hint of offence in his voice.
It’s just how he copes. She felt like her patience for Byakuya was a rubber band in her hands, slowly getting pulled in either direction.
“Work harder." 
"You should be concerned with yourself.”
Deep breaths. The band was taut, shaking from force.
“Is this the best of your abilities?" 
The band snapped. 
"At least I’m actually doing something to help him!" 
Byakuya paused midway through tearing his blazer. Byakuya thought of himself as a capable man, but all his capable talents extended only towards self preservation. The one time he wished he had the skills to help someone else he could only stand and watch. There was nothing that Byakuya hated more  than being helpless. Kyoko’s words reminded him of the time Aoi slapped him back in the killing game. One of the many wake up calls Byakuya had received over the past few years. 
He could remember as clear as day, the wake up call that Kyoko herself had given him back when they hated each other. His fury at being incorrect over Sakura’s death, at not understanding the case, had all been snuffed out when Kyoko told him he simply lacked any emotional capacity to understand. Kirigiri Kyoko of all people. 
Hearing her remind him of his uselessness now with such a harsh tone. Well, it felt like she hated him all over again. 
He was still angry. Angry that he cared, angry that he wasn’t prepared, angry that he was faltering.
"What do you expect me to do?” He demanded. He spat out the words, but his heart was desperate to be given a task. 
“Make sure our emergency call earlier went through. Update the Foundation on the situation.” Right, that all made sense. How had he not seen that before? It almost made the emergency feel like a quick business move. He could handle that. Kyoko looked up from tending a wound on Makoto’s stomach, the worry in her eyes made him feel sick. “…and when you’re done, try to keep him awake." 
"Keep him-? He’s awake?” The boy had been so still and silent since they’d discovered his mangled body Byakuya hadn’t even considered that possibility. Upon further inspection Byakuya realized Makoto was never still or quiet. The distance he’d kept away from the scene prevented him from hearing the panting or noticing the trembling racking his body. 
A simple “yes” was all he’d gotten in response. He didn’t push or question any further though, it was clear Kyoko had a lot to focus on right now. Makoto’s life was in her hands, and neither wanted him to die like this. Kyoko could only estimate the ETA on help arriving, and she was fearing they would be too late. Memories flashed through her mind of running stitches through the skin of a banana peel during training. But she had nothing to work with, and certainly nothing sterile. Kyoko didn’t believe in God, but she prayed that an infection wouldn’t strike later. 
It was looking hopeless. 
“They said they’ll be here with a helicopter in half an hour." 
Right. She forgot Byakuya was even there. She tied another knot over a wound. Despite her heartbeat moving her entire body with its pounding, her hands remained steady. Just like when stitching banana skin shut. Another deep breath, her hands will stay steady. Any mistake could cause an issue. Mistakes could cause browning fruit to gush between the stitches. Nothing more than an insignificant rotting pile of ruined fruit splattered and smothered against the street like-
"Don’t just stand there, ” she took another deep breath, her hands will stay steady, “keep him awake." 
When Byakuya came over to take place near Makoto’s head she waited for him to pass her the tattered cloths she’d been waiting for. She ended up discovering he’d already thrown them to her side. She needed to focus more. She was by Makoto’s lower body, only half a mind paying attention to what Byakuya was doing. 
Makoto had never looked so disgustingly pale before, and he was the kind of person to lose all color when frightened. His mouth was slightly parted as his breathing continued to take a toll on him. A cold sweat had begun to break out on his clammy face, with a fever glowing across his skin from the blood loss and pain. What made Byakuya the most concerned though were his eyes, half lidded and staring at nothing in particular. His eyes fluttered, but his pupils were lazily taking in the world around him as if he was trying to understand what was going on but couldn’t take hold of anything tangible.
Byakuya held a hand up and froze. He was unsure what to do, all of this was out of his element. He wanted to push it all an arm’s length away. It was a simple task. Just keep him awake. But did he know what to do? In movies he’d seen people slap others awake. But Makoto was hurt, so shouldn’t he be gentle? Why was he even fussing over the method? There was no need to hesitate. He’d touched a corpse before, he could push through any nerves to handle this.
Byakuya put a hand to his face. After an unsure pause his thumb slowly caressed the skin of his cheek in an act of comfort that Makoto probably didn’t even register.
"Naegi, can you hear me?" 
There was a delay in his response, eyes heavily rolling side to side before settling on Byakuya. After the first small victory he prepared to speak, licking his lips and swallowing thickly. The delay felt like hours.
"T'gami…..kun?” Makoto’s lips felt heavy as he spoke.
There was an ache in Byakuya’s chest that he wasn’t used to, “The one and only." 
Makoto let out a breathy laugh. His face turned into this familiar dopey, trusting smile that he hated and loved all at the same time. His eyes seemed to lose track of Byakuya for a moment, he tried to match where they went. 
"Hey, eyes on me.” Makoto’s expression seemed to sink a little.
“W-….where's….” He sounded completely breathless and confused, “where’s Kiri…?”
“She’s right here.”
His head barely moved as he tried to see past Byakuya. Through his blurred vision he could make out that familiar lavender hue. Even with the trembling caused from blood loss he relaxed at the sight, letting out a breath when he processed. He closed his eyes, he didn’t see any reason to be scared anymore. 
“Hey, don’t you dare. Open your damn eyes.” Byakuya sounded angry with him, but he was too busy basking in relief.  
“You're….both ok?” His voice was barely above a whisper, if it wasn’t so quiet around them Byakuya would have to strain to hear it. 
“Of course we are.” It was that rare reassuring tone from Byakuya. Short lived before the anger came back, “I believe I gave you an order did I not? Open your eyes." 
To stress his point, Byakuya patted the side of Makoto’s face repeatedly and rather annoyingly. Both of them felt like they should be worried at how hard it was for him to simply open his eyes. It was like prying something off of hardened glue. Byakuya grit his teeth, he had a dreadful feeling that if Makoto closed his eyes again they wouldn’t be opening any time soon. 
"ETA?” Kyoko asked bluntly.
Byakuya didn’t take his eyes off of Makoto, “five minutes haven’t even passed yet.” So, they’re both impatient then. Makoto seemed to grin a small bit hearing Kyoko’s voice. 
He’s conscious, Byakuya reminded himself, which means that he can keep him awake by talking. But what the hell could he say? His mind felt blank, desperately pulling at drawers to find a single conversation topic locked away in his mind. But Makoto’s eyes were still on him. Perhaps the contact was grounding enough? But for how long? Makoto’s breathing felt heavier than before. 
“Why is he breathing so hard?” He opted to talk to Kyoko instead. 
“He’s lost a lot of blood." 
"He’s warm.”
“He’s lost a lot of blood." 
"Shouldn’t that make him cold?" 
"I’d rather it not get that bad. I’m sure his hands are cold if you check.”
She was right, his hands were icy cold. Makoto’s hands always felt a little chilly compared to his. Byakuya always ran hot like a furnace while Makoto was always chilly enough to wear multiple layers (I mean, a hoodie under a blazer? Really Makoto?). But this sensation felt like there was no blood in his hands. Wasn’t that a symptom of shock? His body was prioritizing vital functions just to keep him alive. Byakuya wished he could roll Makoto onto his back and elevate his legs like he’d been taught. But he’d seen the gashes on his back. It was the only injury he really took in. 
“You idiot” the words came through grit teeth, “getting yourself into a mess like this for us to clean up. Typical." 
Guilt could be read on Makoto’s face for a moment. “…yeah.” Byakuya once again felt a pang in his chest. Was that really all Makoto had to say? 
Kyoko managed to do something while working that made Makoto wince. Byakuya didn’t think for once, he just continued to rub slow circles across Makoto’s face.
"Hang in there.” Makoto’s face hadn’t relaxed much, still strained with all the pain he was feeling, “I do not permit you to die like this. Understood?" 
Makoto groaned in response, leaning into the hand that was cupping his face. Once again his eyes lost track, doing a big loop around before snagging back onto Byakuya. 
"Hurts…” he said, breath hitching as more pain shot through his body. 
“You can handle this much. You’ll be fine.”
Earlier Makoto felt relaxed when Kyoko and Byakuya had arrived. Their very presence gave Makoto a hope that he’d survive this. But Byakuya’s expression had gone from angry to worried. His eyebrows were furrowed, creasing lines across his forehead. If even Byakuya was openly worried…how bad was it? 
Makoto felt another harsh shiver run through his body. His face felt hot but everything else was like sharp winter air kept blowing over his skin. As the shiver travelled up his spine it caused pain to flare again. He was met with a harsh reminder to open his eyes from Byakuya. His breathing felt even heavier than before, each breath taking more effort than the last. Byakuya’s face was shifting again, but Makoto could hardly make it out through the greying swirls of dots across his vision. Ah, Byakuya looked scared. So Makoto was going to die then? The only sound he could hear was his own rabbit quick heartbeat threatening to break free from his tattered ribcage. Byakuya’s mouth was moving, but none of it made sense to Makoto. He couldn’t even read his lips. One second it was quick, then slow, like time itself was blending together into something incomprehensible. 
Makoto blinked slowly. 
“Naegi?” Byakuya had gone from tapping his face to shaking his shoulder.  He didn’t get much else besides a distracted groan from Makoto. “Naegi, can you hear me?”
“Don’t shake him like that!” Kirigiri scolded, frustrated as she tried her best not to let the movement interfere with her work. 
Byakuya felt like a life was slipping through his finger tips. His own breathing felt tight in his chest from the pure anxiety that Makoto’s unresponsiveness gave him. 
“Naegi if you don’t answer me right now…” his nails dug into the boy’s shoulders.
Makoto’s eyes rolled up, dropped down, fell to the left, all as if there was a weight to it. Another slow blink. More odd drifting. Not a single response from him. 
“Makoto, say something…” Byakuya ordered, pausing to watch the boy’s face; his voice was quieter than he wanted to admit. “Makoto!" 
Makoto sharply inhaled at the sound. Byakuya sounded scared. Byakuya was never scared. "Nn….” Makoto frowned a little bit in worry. He felt like he was drowning, being pushed beneath thick murky water and whenever he got close enough to the surface to even understand a little bit of what was going on he was shoved back down again. He could see Byakuya look towards Kyoko for a moment and watched his expression fall. 
Focus…focus. If he could just make out the words they were saying. His vision left him for a moment, greying out as his body felt weirdly numb and tingly. It wasn’t a bad feeling. If Makoto were to die here and now…he’d be happy to die next to the people he loved with this strange not-bad feeling. It was much better than bleeding out alone and in pain surrounded by the mascot that caused all this suffering in the first place. He could just drift away, and be able to die peacefully, a luxury most people didn’t get any more. If he could see his own face he was sure a weak smile played on it. 
“What do you mean?!” Byakuya snapped, he glared at her out of habit.
“I mean… just look…” Kyoko’s busy hands paused momentarily to grab more fabric from the dwindling pile. Byakuya looked away from Makoto’s face and his breath caught in his throat. The limb Kyoko was working on barely resembled a leg anymore. She had done a decent job at cleaning up the wounds but it only made it more apparent how… disfigured it was. Nothing about it seemed right.
“He can’t-” the words welled up in Byakuya’s throat. He couldn’t speak the words into existence. If he did, then it would become an undeniable reality. 
But Kyoko didn’t have that same hesitation, “There’s no way his leg can recover from this, and that’s without factoring in the high risk of infection.”
Byakuya’s eyes were glued to the horrific sight. Despite the sight of death becoming background noise to them all, it put a pit in his stomach. He felt disgusting. Like any second now his lunch would come back up. Look closer…it was a miracle the leg was even hanging on at all. Kyoko was right. He would lose his leg. 
Makoto, just barely through the swirls of gray blurs and black spots, could see the desperation and worry on Byakuya and Kyoko’s faces. It was only a small thought  in the back of his mind at first. Just a little whisper. But eventually it became bright and loud. A scream next to his ears. A new hope. 
He didn’t want to die. Not like this. 
He couldn’t leave Byakuya and Kyoko heartbroken. They’d drown in the despair.  Letting their trusted friend, their partner in survival, die after doing everything they could to try and save him? It would be heartbreaking. But Makoto couldn’t even make out the color of sky anymore. He couldn’t move his fingers. He didn’t know if it was possible for him to get out of this one alive, but he wouldn’t spend his last moments watching people he loves suffer. 
“ ‘s… ok…y …gami” Makoto’s tongue felt like lead and moved sluggishly in his mouth. Byakuya wished he could take any form of comfort from the broken sentence. 
The fever from Makoto’s face had gone cold, leaving him with all his blood washed pale skin on full display. Byakuya had to pause to pinch the bridge of his nose. 
“Don’t talk like that, you moron. I know what you’re trying to do.” and he did. Byakuya knew that Makoto was trying to make himself and Kyoko more at ease. Even while walking on a tightrope between life and death the bot still wanted to make sure his friends were okay. Byakuya felt rigid in a mixture of irritation and worry.
“It… d’sn’t hur.. nymore…’s okay." 
The words made cold fear run down Byakuya’s spine. He clenched his fists, glaring down at Makoto like he’d insulted him. But his voice was weak, "I told you to stop…" 
"Really…I pr…mise…’s not going to be bad…" 
Byakuya grinded down on his teeth with enough force to hurt his jaw. He exhaled harshly, ignoring Makoto’s words and turning to Kyoko, "Will you hurry up and save him already?!" 
"I’m doing my best! There’s not much I can do!" 
”’re both… really strong… you c’n overcome …‘nything…” Makoto felt a lump in his throat, he wanted to make it seem like everything was gonna be fine, but he knew that no matter what he said… Byakuya and Kyoko were smart. They were smart enough to know he was lying through his teeth. Maybe it was more for him than for them at this point.
“Dammit Makoto if you don’t stop fucking talking that-!“ 
"Tha…’s why I know….you’ll be okay…” He struggled to speak, tongue heavy as lead, and still he tried to make the words clear as possible. He was afraid, he didn’t want to go, not now. There were so many things left that he wanted to say, so many things he wanted to do. He wanted to tell the two people in front of him how much he cared about them but all he could do was watch as their distress increased. His vision started to fade and he wanted to scream for it to come back. He struggled to breath.
“Makoto!" 
Byakuya took Makoto’s face in his hands again. The light in Makoto’s eyes were completely gone, unable to properly process the world around him. Despite Byakuya’s pleas steadily becoming more and more desperate for Makoto to stay awake, he slipped through his fingers like sand. With his eyes drifting to the right, Makoto fell away from the world. 
And both of them felt it with their own hands. They felt the exact moment Makoto lost consciousness for what could very well be the last time. They both stood there frozen in shock. Byakuya still had his hands on Makoto’s face, just watching as if any second he’d open up his eyes again and apologize for scaring them. Kyoko had her hands up, mid-wrapping wounds. She just stared blankly, unable to grapple with the idea that all her work may have been for nothing. 
They sat in silence. No one moved.
It felt like gravity had increased, time had slowed down to a crawl and even the gentle whistling of the wind felt subdued and gentle, as if even it didn’t want to disturb them. Neither wanted to be the first to move. If they were to move, what were they even supposed to do? Both of their minds seemed to cloud. Was it even worth it to move? Was there even a point? There was too much to process, too many unanswered questions. Too many calls to feelings that would be left unanswered. And yet the world kept spinning sluggishly as if nothing had happened at all. 
"Check…” Kyoko felt some clarity dig into her skull, sharp like a breath of cold air, “check his pulse." 
"Huh?" 
"Check his pulse…! Now!" 
They both jumped into action. Kyoko grabbed Makoto’s wrist, pressing two fingers into the pulseline with enough force to bruise. It was manic and ineffective. She didn’t even think about how she had her gloves on, she just needed to know now. Byakuya was pressing his fingers into Makoto’s cold neck again and again. He kept missing the pulse point and getting impatient when he felt nothing.
When they found it, they both sunk back with relief. They could have passed out from the rush of realization. It was weak, and way way too fast, but it was something dammit. He wasn’t gone yet. With a shaky yet confident breath, Kyoko got back to work, hands trembling ever so slightly. Enough for Byakuya to notice, but not enough to comment on. 
Byakuya slowly let go of Makoto’s neck. He dragged himself back to give Kyoko space. The pick up would be here soon. In an effort to keep contact with Makoto and stay out of Kyoko’s way, Byakuya positioned himself so that he could rest the boy’s head in his lap. He wouldn’t be caught dead in this position on any other day but in the moment that didn’t matter. He occasionally glanced up at Kyoko to watch her work, but stayed focused on Makoto. If Makoto woke up he was going to be right there and this time he wouldn’t let him slip away again. 
The pick up was almost there.
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keanureevesisbae · 3 years
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Becky's debut novel (Sugar Sugar fic)
A/N: So, @thelastsock gave me such a great idea: a snippet of Becky's book. So I have a snippet here, including a front cover, back cover and a little dedication page (because I am extra like that 😂😂, what else do you expect from me). Hope you like it xoxo
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Chapter 1
YOU ARE NOT WELCOME.
Those are the exact words that greet me when I walk up our porch to our front door. Let’s just say that my mom has a special way of welcoming her quests. I step over the slightly offensive doormat to get inside. Not a lot of people would expect this kind of welcome from the mayor, but then again: no one expected her to win the elections in our town Starfall Fields in the first way.
Not to be mean, but even I never believed in my mom and not for a second did I think she had any chance of winning. Mom has been quite the controversy the second she moved into town. How on earth would she be able to be the mayor?
Weirdly enough, she hasn’t made a complete fool out of herself in these two months she has been mayor. Actually, she’s been doing quite well. It’s just that her housekeeping skills have been lower than low.
I open the refrigerator and scrunch up my nose when I notice there is barely anything edible in here. Great.
I grab my phone and send my mom a text.
Josie: You need to do groceries
Mom: Do it yourself, you lazy bitch
Mom: Still love you though 😘
I chuckle as I read her text. She’s quite something, my mom, and if we don’t call each other bitch at least once a day, there’s something up and we should worry.
People might find it odd that we call one another bitch, but it’s just our way of showing our affection towards the other.
Somehow I find some left over yogurt that isn’t expired already. I peel a banana (to only throw half of it away, because it’s brown and squishy, therefore absolutely repulsive) and cut it into slices. I drizzle some maple syrup on top of it and want to add some raisins, but when I open the jar, I find out there is only one raisin left in it.
‘Mom,’ I whine, though she can’t hear me. ‘Really?’ This is just absolutely fantastic. After a long day at school, a girl can barely enjoy a nice little afternoon snack. I grab my bowl and walk over to the dining table. My butt barely touched the soft seating of the chair, when my best friend Andy FaceTimes me. I place the phone against the fruit bowl before I press answer. ‘What do you want?’ I ask him. ‘You literally saw me half an hour ago.’
He smiles, two dimples appearing in his full cheeks. ‘You know I can’t get enough of you, sugar.’
Andy and I have been best friends since I can remember, but that is mostly because we’ve been in the same class the moment we both stepped foot into kindergarten and we’re neighbors. We’re literally the two houses in a radius of around half a mile (yes, we took the time to measure it) and he isn’t the worst guy to hang around with.
Okay, he is the only one that doesn’t make me that angry, I have to fight the urge to claw his eyes out. I’m not gonna beat around the bush: I love hanging out with him.
While we see each other the moment we step out of our houses to go to school, share every class of the day with one another and we walk from school back to our houses, it’s hard to function without the other one. Therefore, we usually FaceTime the second we can after separating.
We’re quite the symbiotic pair.
‘Spit it out, Andy. What do you want?’ I ask.
‘I was wondering what your plans are,’ Andy says. ‘Mainly for tonight.’
I can’t help but chuckle. ‘There was a plan of me hanging on the couch, watching a movie with my best friend while we eat junk food, but your voice is telling me that you have something else in mind for the two of us.’
He nods. ‘I was thinking about you and I doing some FindUrPricing tonight.’
‘FindUrPricing is not a word, you idiot.’
‘I don’t care, miss Doyle,’ he retorts with a sassy undertone. He shakes his head, gestures I have to wait (like I’m going anywhere) and comes back into frame, this time with a tablet in his hands. ‘I have like five of these things, so what do you say? Want to bury them tonight, while we try to find something cool for it in return?’
Andy has this obsession with solving puzzles in newspapers like the old soul he is and since he is quite good and really fast, he has won multiple prizes, including multiple tablets.
‘Only if I find a diamond ring,’ I answer with my mouth full of yogurt.
‘Yeah, that’s attractive. You’ll find yourself a boyfriend in no time with those manners.’
I show him the finger. ‘I don’t need etiquette lessons from you,’ I say.
Andy sticks out his tongue. ‘Are you coming with me tonight?’ he asks me. ‘You know I need you.’
I chuckle. Andy is a disaster when it comes to being in the dark, but since FindUrPrice is just more fun at night, I have become his personal guard. ‘Okay, okay, but only if I can sleep at your place tonight. I have no idea what time my mom will be back from work.’
Andy’s parents are going to the opera’s tonight and afterwards, they’re staying in a hotel near the big city. Normally, they aren’t the type of people to go to the opera’s, but when their son wins tickets, including a stay in one of the most luxurious hotels in the area, who are they to say no?
Since I have no idea what time my mom manages to pull herself from city hall (to say she is a workaholic is an understatement), I’d rather sleep at Andy’s, then telling her we’ve been wandering on the street late at night.
Especially on a school night.
Sure, my mom knows about FindUrPrice, but she forbade me to ever do it late at night, because “you never know what can happen”. I personally think it’s not that big of a deal, since Starfall Fields is boring as hell and absolutely harmless, but my mother wouldn’t be my mother if she didn’t envision my death.
FindUrPrice is an app for the younger folks in our city and the few around. The organization hid a few gifts and presents and whenever you follow the leads and find something, you have to place something nice in return. It’s cute and me and Andy do it from time to time.
‘You’re coming over now?’ Andy asks.
‘To help you do your laundry?’ I ask, nodding towards the screen, mainly towards the enormous pile of clothes on his bed. ‘Didn’t think so. See you in a few hours, Andy.’
‘Please,’ he begs, right at the same time as I hear his mom in the background yelling for him. ‘Yes, wait a minute!’ he yells. ‘Can I live with you? I feel like your mother never pushes you to do chores around the house.’
‘That’s because I do them voluntarily. If mom doesn’t do laundry, no one does it. If mom doesn’t clean the toilet, no one does it. Believe me, with a mom who all of the sudden turns a bit blind when it comes house chores, there is more to do here than there is at your place. Don’t you dare whine about it, Andrew Carter.’
We hang up and I grab a magazine from the table, reading through some of the articles. How to painlessly bikini wax yourself, how to get rid of strawberry legs, how to get yourself a man in a week.
Geez, mom, why do you read this?
No wait, better question: mom, why haven’t you gotten yourself a man in a week? This issue is three months old.
My phone rings again and without looking I answer, since I know exactly who is calling me. ‘Andy, I’m not helping you with your laundry,’ I say. ‘Shirts, sweaters and other items for your upper body go on a hanger and the rest with clothespins on a drying rack. How many times do I have to tell you that?’
‘Thank you for this wise, yet unnecessary lesson in laundry,’ mom says and I can hear her smile in her voice. ‘But laundry is your chore, so I pretend I didn’t hear it.’
‘What do you want?’ I ask my mom.
‘Wanted to know your plans for tonight.’
‘I was planning on hanging out with Andy,’ I say. Go outside, do some FindUrPricing. ‘Watch a movie. Probably sleep at his place. He is home alone, you know how he gets.’
Mom snorts. ‘Oh, do I know. How old was he when he rang our doorbell, nearly crying because he was afraid of the dark?’
‘The last time was a few months ago,’ I chuckle. ‘Why do you want to know my plans for tonight?’
‘You know,’ mom starts and I do know. ‘There is still a lot to do here at city hall.’
‘Right,’ I say, ‘and you wanted to know whether or not I mind. Mom, I’m your daughter, I truly don’t care.’
‘I’ll make it up to you,’ she says, mostly because she is trying to feel less guilty.
And I wouldn’t be her daughter if I wasn’t going to totally exploit her sweet offer. ‘So, you’re making breakfast for me and Andy tomorrow?’
She sighs. ‘Goodness gracious, really? I’m going to pull an all nighter.’
‘You wanted to be mayor and you’re also a mother. Deal with it.’
Mom scoffs. ‘And here I was thinking I was gonna get some sympathy from my daughter.’
‘Ew never,’ I say.
‘Well, I might just make breakfast for you, only if you eat it here. I might be your chef, but I’m not a waiter and I’m certainly not gonna walk it to the Carters.’
I scoff. ‘Okay, I think I can live with that.’
‘Alright, enjoy your night, Josie and don’t make it too late okay? Ten o’clock lights out, okay?’
No. ‘Of course. Bye mom.’
I look at the picture on the dining table. Despite not being blood related, my mom and I are really close. According to Andy’s mom, it never seemed like my mom would settle down. She moved to this boring place a few years prior to finding me on her doorstep. She was thirty and didn’t have a husband (nor had any intention of settling down with anyone—she turned down a lot of men who asked her out in Starfall Fields). Even back then, she was already a workaholic and worked over time as the mayor’s assistant.
One day, when she was getting herself ready for work, she heard soft cries from her front porch and when she checked it out, there was yours truly.
I was around a year old and in the cradle, there was a note saying that whoever found me, to take good care of me. My DNA wasn’t available in any database, just like there were no matches at all.
I have no idea who I am, who my biological family is and where I’m from.
Mom adopted me, because I only felt safe with her and since that moment, we were a duo.
A year and a half ago she became the mayor and since then she is everywhere in Starfall Fields, except home. I barely see her, but she does a lot for this town and I don’t think I have the right to whine about it, especially because it means many many sleepovers with Andy and many nights wandering around the woods to play FindUrPrice.
Sure, I miss her from time to time, because she’s still my mom. From someone who was home a lot, would wait for me on the porch no matter the weather when I came back from school and had chocolate pie ready for me and Andy, she changed to a real career woman who is everywhere in town.
But that’s okay, she’s happy and when she is, I am too. I should be, especially after everything she has done for me.
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3d-wifey · 3 years
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Among Us AU (Students)
I'm picturing this as them being actual characters in the game, not them playing the game.
Let's get the colors out of the way first:
Kiri is red, Denki is yellow, Bakugou is orange, Mina is pink, Deku is dark green, Tsu is lime, Iida is dark blue, Todoroki is white, Ochako is brown, Mirio is cyan, Tamaki is black, and Shinsou is purple.
Best Imposters: Mirio, DEKU, Shinsou, Tamaki, and Bakugou
Best Crewmates: IIDA, Deku, Todoroki, Tsu
Iida is probably the fastest crewmate, so nobody bothers going after him.
Wears the safety mask.
He calls regular emergency meetings as "check-ups" and is very adamant about the buddy system.
Can be seen chopping the air whenever he "thinks" he saw someone venting and when he's arguing during discussions.
Usually takes charge during discussions and if he dies, then Mirio takes charge
You'll probably find him in security watching the cameras.
It's very obvious whenever he's the importer.
He literally never vents.
He sticks to snapping necks and then speeding off so fast you can't catch him on the cameras
But he always gives himself away by getting super defensive when anybody asks him a question
"Where were you, Iida?"
"My location during the murder is none of your concern. I don't have to tell you anything at all. In fact, you can come see me scan in Medbay. Actually, don't! You might be the impostor yourself, Midoriya! Trying to pull the wool over our eye–"
"Yeah, go ahead and vote him out. 😪"
Mina, Denki, and Eijiro all dance around Bakugou while he's doing his tasks like cheerleaders and it pisses him the hell off because he can't focus.
Kirishima picks up any babies or pets that were left behind, even if he was the imposter.
He wears the ninja headband because they look "manly".
He honestly hates being the imposter because he gets so stressed out.
Usually just sticks to sabotaging.
He's really reluctant to kill and when he does, it is super sloppy.
One of those alien imposters that eat the crewmates. 🥴
He doesn't really defend himself if the crew starts suspecting him tho.
"I'm sorry I killed you, Shoto. That was super unmanly. 😞"
Shoto's ghost: 😐
Speaking of Shoto, he very rarely does tasks.
The only reason he's a good crewmate is because he's so quiet, the imposter won't even notice he's in the same room when they vent or kill someone.
Wears nothing but his suit, but can be persuaded to wear the halo.
You'll probably find him just wandering around in the halls, so he's an easy kill.
He's one of those Chaotic Neutral characters that say you can vote them out if they're wrong.
"I think I saw Kaminari kill Midoriya...but I could be wrong. You guys can just vote me out if I'm wrong."
He and Deku are very good at doing double kills and then venting right after.
He kills with knives or by impaling and then just walks off because he forgets he can vent.
But, he's not a good imposter by himself because he's kinda forgetful and doesn't make good arguments for himself.
"Shoto's faking tasks."
"No, I'm not. 😐"
Kirishima, Ochako, and Tsu are really reluctant to vote anyone out.
Everyone hates when they're the last people left because they usually throw the entire game.
While Kirishima and Tsu could be persuaded with evidence, Ochako usually just skips.
"Do we really have to vote them out? I mean...do you actually have proof?"
"I literally saw them kill Tsu."
"I don't know. I'm just gonna skip."
Ochako has to snap people's necks because she's too poor to afford a gun 😔.
Ochako, Mirio, and Mina refuse to kill anyone with pets or babies. They're murderers, not monsters.
Ochako and Tsu wear matching pink flowers.
Bakugou is a terrible crewmate, merely because he throws wild accusations until they stick (mostly at Deku)
“Deku’s the imposter!”
“Bakugou...Deku’s dead this round. 👁👄👁”
He gets so mad anytime the crew wants to vote him out, even if he is the imposter.
"I think it was Bakugou."
"No, the hell it wASN'T!"
"You've just been a little sus, dude."
"I WAS DOING MY TASK THIS WHOLE TIME AND YOU PIECES OF SHIT THINK IT'S ME?!? ARE YOU DEADASS?!💥🖐🏻🤬"
"What are you getting so mad for? 👀"
"I'M "GETTING MAD" BECAUSE YOU BACK ALLEY RAT TURDS ARE BLAMING ME, KNOWING DAMN WELL YOU SAW ME DOING TASKS! I'M NOT THE-"
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And he's a petty bitch so he never does his tasks as a ghost. He just grumbles and follows Kiri around.
Wears that backwards hat because he thinks it looks cool, but don't say anything about it or he will take it off.
Now, he's really in his element as the imposter.
🌠Gaslighting: the game🌠
Deku better hope they never get paired up together, because Bakugou will follow him around and report him as soon as he kills.
"Deku's the imposter. I caught his dumbass lacking."
"K-Kacchan? 🥺"
He prefers to work by himself, but he'll corporate with Kiri, Denki, or Mina.
Weapon of choice is a knife because it's hands-on and he really likes to...get into character.
Tsu and Mina are both imposter types that eat people.
They also have a ton of pets and babies with them at all times
Mina will never empty the garbage.
Ever.
She also wears those cute devil horns.
Tsu always does her tasks as a ghost and then hovers by the abandoned babies/pets.
"Has anybody seen Tsu?"
Tsu: 🐸❤👶🏽
She's also really good at telling when someone is lying, that's why she's one of the first killed.
Denki tries his best, but...
"Leave the electrical tasks to me!"
And then he comes back like: 👍🏻🥴👍🏻
Just completely fried.
He wears that posted note that says "Dum" because he thinks its "ironic"...nobody even bothers telling him it's not.
Really reluctant to kill, but he doesn't understand how to sabotage so it's his only option. He just uses a gun because it seems less personal.
"Sorry to do this to ya, dude. But you know how it goes. 🔫😗✌🏼"
Shinsou's power makes him win every game as an imposter. He's basically OP.
"Hey, Shinsou! Did you just vent?"
"Did you?"
"No–"
"Yeah, how bout you come jump on this knife 😼🔪"
Nobody ever sees him because he likes traveling through the vents and it's crazy because no one ever questions him either.
Sleeps in the vents.
He wears the red beanie.
He generally sticks to popping out of a vent, snapping necks, and going back into the vents.
Knows the vent system of every map like the back of his hand.
Sometimes he uses a knife if he's feeling ✨ᖴᗩᑎᑕY✨
A horrible crewmate.
He'll be sleeping in places he shouldn't be.
Like, he'll do some of his tasks, but he's not running to fix the O2 or the Reactor.
The alarms could be blaring and he'll be like:
"I'm sure somebody'll get that 😴."
He never brings anything to the discussion AT ALL.
He just votes with the majority, honestly.
He literally can not be found in the entire ship and you'll only see him at discussions, then he disappears like a shadow.
So, it's obvious that he rarely gets killed.
He only really pairs up with Deku (and he's usually the one that kills Shinsou)
Poor Tamaki.
He, like Denki, tries his best.
Please, God, don't leave him alone.
He tries to stay with Mirio or Kiri when doing tasks.
He wears that little green plant on his head 🥺.
The thought of there being a murderer around every corner stresses him the fuck out, so his hands are too shaky to do wires.
Doesn't like long tasks, they leave him too exposed.
If you think he's nervous during tasks, imagine him during discussions.
It's like doing back to back presentations on a topic you never researched.
He tries to be helpful by adding his two cents, but there are definitely some...big personalities in the group.
"I...think I s-saw orange vent."
"What the hell are you mumbling about?! Speak up, dammit!"
"N-nevermind, it's no use. 😞"
Now, he's surprisingly a really good imposter.
He's one of the few that nobody ever expects.
He works better with Mirio or Kirishima, and while he prefers to just sabotage, he isn't afraid to eat a bitch.
Tentacles come out of his stomach, so he's just waiting in decontamination like:
🧍🏻‍♂️🐙
You wouldn't think Mirio would be a good imposter, but that's EXACTLY what he wants you to think.
He's smarter than he let's on and he plays dumb to his advantage.
"Mirio, why didn't you go to reactor when the alarm went off?"
"I was looking for my buddy, Tamaki. And I got a bit lost."
"Why didn't you just use your map—"
"Heh, we should just skip, right? 😅👍🏻"
Uses his big boy muscles to snap necks and then self-reports.
Says a corny dad joke before he kills someone.
"Hey, What does a liar do after he dies?"
"Wha—"
"He lies still. Heh, get it? 👱🏻"
"😐"
"👱🏻🔪"
Wears a banana peel on his head and I feel like that needs no explanation.
He relies heavily on his quirk to move around as an imposter and a crewmate.
He just fucking pops out of the ground.
This also means he can catch imposters in the act.
He works well with anyone, but he still makes a good imposter by himself.
He really likes the Sked because of the simple design.
Follows people around for fun and his dumbass gets voted off because of it.
Uses his quirk to pop through walls and scare people.
"Hah. Key swipe, huh? 👱🏻"
Always swipes his key perfectly every time.
He does all of the tasks that nobody else wants to, including his own.
"What did you call an emergency meeting for, Mirio?"
"I just missed you guys. ☺"
"..."
"Vote him out."
Now, Izuku is really good in either role.
This is partially because of a little notebook he keeps filled with stats on the crewmates.
It also holds notes on how long it takes to complete different tasks, multiple layouts of the different ships, a list of combinations for O2, etc.
This comes in handy during discussions.
"Wait. Mina, you came from the labs all the way to the office to call a meeting? And you said it took you four minutes to get here while running, but that's, at least, a fifteen-minute journey, even if you ran at your maximum speed. The only people who could get here that fast are Iida, Mirio, and I. But, there is a vent that leads from the labs to storage and you could probably get here in four minutes if you used it. Also, if you saw Tamaki kill Todoroki, why didn't you just report the body—"
"Oh my God, Izuku. Just vote me out. 😒"
After finishing his tasks, he usually goes to admin to keep an eye on the body count. If not there, he'll be taking notes in the cafeteria.
He gets really focused on his tasks, so he's kind of an easy kill.
He has a little green baby on his head and his name is Kota 😌.
The notebook also helps him out when he's the imposter.
He knows which rooms have vents and where they lead.
Nobody ever suspects sweet baby Izuku to be the killer 🥺 no, not wittle baby boy.
Nobody, but Katsuki.
Literally, if there's no concrete evidence against him, hardly anyone thinks it's him.
And Katsuki isn't exactly trustworthy when it comes to Izuku, but he's literally right every time.
The king of sabotage.
He'll hit the lights, lock the door to Electrical, turn on O2, stab someone in the dark, and then vent to the other side of the ship.
As I said earlier, he's really good at getting double kills and then venting away.
He's real handy with a knife, but he has a strength-based quirk so he could snap necks if he wants.
They hardly ever win by finishing all of their tasks, because Mirio keeps following people around, Katsuki doesn't do tasks as a ghost, Kiri doesn't know how to upload the files, Shinsou sleeps through every alarm, Shoto forgets he has a map and gets lost, and Denki won't do his unless Iida chases him around and forces him.
God help these children 😩.
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remmushound · 3 years
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Curse of the Clan part 34! @scentedcandlecryptid @hoshisoul
Trigger warning!! PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR! Food horror, vomiting, bugs, blood, suicidal thoughts, gore,
He couldn't take much more of it. Any time he’d close his eyes, his dreams were haunted with nightmare images of snakes and vines reaching out at him with sharp hooks and fangs. He would be running while an invisible force forced him back the other way toward an endless drop, and he would fall, but he would always wake before he hit the ground. If there even was a ground.
Every time he would drink, the once clean water would turn to sludge in his mouth. Thick, suffocating, and bitter— impossible to swallow. He’d have to spit it out, and when he did, he’d find it normal and clear. He had water— he had so much water! But he couldn’t drink. He was so thirsty…
Donatello brought an apple to his mouth and bit it. It tasted okay. It tasted… well— like an apple. The juices relieved the dryness of his throat and for a minute he’d thought he’d actually be able to eat! Then he made the mistake of looking to the fruit. Decay seemed to spread throughout the treat, making it brown and practically melt in Donatello’s hand. He could feel the apple fall apart! He could feel the sensation of writhing, living maggots eating the thing! He gagged and coughed, spitting out his mouthful and tossing the apple as far away as he could. The moment it collided with a tree, the apple was normal, if a little bruised.
The evil laughed.
Was it the next day? Or had several days passed? Donatello knew there was light, but he also knew that he could never trust the light. That it might turn off again at a moment’s notice, leaving him in blackness that swallowed the moon and stars. He was so hungry he had to risk it. It was just a banana, surely he could eat a banana? His hand shook violently as he picked up the fruit and started to peel it. One peel, two peels, and the banana held firm. The third peel, and it turned black, falling to dust in his hand. Donatello sucked in a breath and gave a soft whimper. Then the banana was back again, whole and untouched.
He swallowed his fear and brought the fruit to his mouth to take a bite of it. It tasted okay, at first. But then it started to move, and when he opened his mouth, out came what must have been hundreds of flies. A whole swarm of them! What remained of the banana followed the same pattern. Donatello vomited.
The evil laughed.
It was dark again. Donatello held his bo staff tightly to his chest, so tightly it hurt. But he didn't care. It helped even if he had yet to figure out what its power was yet. He didn't risk going far from the camp; just far enough where hopefully the evil couldn’t watch him as he relieved himself.
There was a great boom. Donatello fell back, hugging his mystic bo tightly and giving a choked whine. The auditory horror had happened so often he wondered how he wasn’t used to it by now. Sounds like grenades exploding or a jet plane flying overhead or an air horn sounding—women screaming in the woods, the yell of wild animals, the roar of fire! Fire? That one was new—and it was eating his campground fast! It had already eaten away at his tent and was spreading to the rest of the campground.
Donatello scrambled to his feet, grabbing his bucket of melted snow and tossing it over the fire! Then the fire was gone. No burns, no embers, no ash. Just a drenched tent destroyed by the water damage.
The evil laughed.
This wasn’t right. This couldn’t have been right! This nightmare had to end soon— it had to have been two weeks already, right? If not longer! They should have been here by now! His brothers, Bishop! To take him away from this hellhole that was eating away at his very mind! From that laughter that plagued him night and day without end! He wanted it to stop!
Donatello looked at his weapon. More specifically, he looked at the bladed part. He brought a finger to touch the very tip. It was sharp. Sharp enough to prick his finger and bring forth the tiniest speck of blood. Then he looked down at his wrists and screamed as a waterfall of blood pooled from them! He hadn’t done that, he wouldn’t, he would never— he didn't! The blood was gone in between blinks, and the wounds gone too. And the evil laughed.
“Your brothers have forgotten you.” The voice taunted, and it was inside Donatello head. Donatello tried to force it out, hitting himself in the head until his mind spun, but the voice remained. “You’re been here for years, and you are never leaving.”
No. No, that wasn’t true! His brothers would come for him, his brothers would never forget about him. They would come, they could come, they would come…
“The...r...rift is… s-still… closed.” Donatello managed to stutter out, his voice weak from lack of use and terrified, “S….so y-ou’re still trapped…”
“How do you know?” The evil purred, “After the things you’ve seen, how do you know that this isn’t just another illusion…?”
“I-it’s not…” Donatello gasped. “It’s not…”
“How sure of it are you?”
Donatello couldn’t answer, and the evil laughed.
Another day of torture passed like a month. He felt filthy, and he wanted to wash himself. The trails changed day to day, and this was one of the lucky days that he was allowed to go down to the river. He dipped a washcloth into the water and started to use it to dab the grime off of his skin, and then quickly dried it with another cloth so the water wouldn’t freeze. At first, the water was cold, but cleansing. Then, after the third gentle swipe of the wet cloth, it all changed.
The swipe of the cloth started to slough off Donatello’s skin. He couldn’t feel it, but he could see it. Skin and fat and muscles being scrapped off of him and leaving him bare to the bone. He screamed and tossed the rag, not thinking before he used his hand to try and wipe off the remaining water. Where his hand touched, even more of him came off. The flesh on his hand— on his arm!
Donatello collapsed on the bank, hugging his plastron as it also fell apart with his touch. He was never a religious creature, but in that moment, he squeezed his eyes shut and prayed for this hell to end because he just wanted to go home.
“Why are you sad?”
Donatello opened his eyes. He looked down at himself, and the flesh was repaired. Then he looked up. His eyes met with a golden kirin staring down at him, slitted golden eyes soft with pity. The yokai looked like a centaur might, except his backside was more deer than horse, and more impossible shades of color. His tail was like a lion, long and tipped in a dark red prickle; fur of a similar shade, much longer than the gold of his pelt, was detailed over his elbow joins and his tail. His back was covered in blue and orange scales and his torso was almost human if not for the deer-like ears and animalistic face. On his head, surrounded by the dark red of his mane, was a curved branch-like horn.
The kirin tilted his head again. “Why are you sad? The Sea of Trees is a happy place.”
Donatello didn't care to stick around to hear anything else the yokai had to say— if it even was a yokai and not another illusion. He grabbed his rags and stomped back off down the trail quickly, slouched over and hugging himself to provide some sort of security. He got back to camp, and tried to get through another cold, sleepless night. His stomach gave an unsettled gurgle begging for sustenance that Donatello couldn’t provide.
The tent lit up a bright gold. Warm, gentle and safe. Donatello closed his eyes to enjoy it before his exhausted mind snapped him back to reality. He spun around, gripping his bo staff and ready to attack whatever vision the evil had planned for him.
The kirin was back, eyes just as soft and concerned as before and hands carrying a basket of berries. Donatello didn't lower his bo for a second, not even as the kirin put the berries down in front of him and slid them over with his front hoof.
“Don’t be sad.” The kirin said, “Eat. Your brothers will come soon.”
“I don’t want your food.” Donatello grumbled.
“It’s good.” The kirin insisted, “It is food he cannot touch. It is real.”
Donatello swung the bo at him when the kirin stepped closer. “Stay. Away.”
The kirin blinked slowly, and then gave the slightest laugh, “You should know I am telling the truth. You have the future right there in your hands.”
Donatello looked down at his weapon, and then up at the kirin. “What do you mean?”
The kirin didn't answer the question. “The evil is strong, but it can only lie. The rift is the truth, and the rift is still.”
The kirin left the berries and backed up. When his backside met the end of the tent, it phased out of reality, disappearing slowly as he backed through an invisible rift. Donatello watched the place the yokai had disappeared, waiting for some cruel punchline that never came. Then he looked at the berries, tantalizingly round and fresh, coated with dew drops. Just there, taunting him and his empty stomach until he couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed a handful of berries and immediately shoved them in his mouth, swallowing them quickly so he wouldn’t have to go through whatever torment the food would bring.
He opened his eyes. The berries were still there, still plump and beckoning. The berries tasted like berries. He took another handful and moved it around, trying to spot any bugs or flaws or mold—anything! But he found nothing, and so he took another mouthful, and another, until the berries were gone.
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knives-out20 · 3 years
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KISS And The Buddies - Cliff Booth x Male!OC
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Fandom: Once Upon A Time In Hollywood (2019)
Pairing: Bobby Brightside (OC) x Cliff Booth
Warnings: KISS, Swearing, Faggotry, Expecting homophobia, Fanboys being fanboys, My interpretation of real people, 
Notes: Yea....Yea. It lines up, before anyone asks; OUATIH was set in 1969, KISS formed in 1973. That’s a pretty small year gap. My buddy’s going through a KISS phase and dragged my willing ass into it (I remember ogling KISS as a kid when they were on Fairly Odd Parents) so...yea. Hey, at least it gave me motivation to write for Clobby, right? Enjoy!
Dedicated To: @mori-ohs​
Bobby, the Buddies, and Cliff stood on stage, looking around in absolute wonder. “Holy shit...” He breathed, stars in his eyes.
Then, four stars appeared in front of him: Gene, Ace, Peter, and Starchild.
Cliff eyed each individual member of the new band Bobby loved so much. “So...this is KISS?” He inquired.
“Mhm, aren’t they cool?” Bobby hummed, smiling slightly. He was absolutely thrilled that KISS was letting Bobby and his Buddies open for them. It would gain them more exposure, and hopefully more fans!
Cliff was silent for a moment. “Which one’s Starchild?”
“I- what do you mean which one’s Starchild?” Bobby scoffed.
“Well, that one-” Cliff pointed at Starchild, “has a star over one eye. And that one,” he then pointed at Ace. “Has silver stars over both of his eyes. So...” Cliff shrugged, taking off his sunglasses and putting them in his pocket. He offered the members of KISS a quick smile. Cliff’s gaze turned to Peter, “he looks like a cat.”
Peep, Deep, and Beep snickered from where they were.
Cliff turned his attention to Gene, the tallest of the group- certainly because of those boots, it made the man look massive. “Lemme guess. Gene?”
“Yessir” Monte nodded as he passed by.
“What’re all their names, again?”
Bobby purposely listed them out in the order they stood in, hoping Cliff would catch on. “Gene, Ace, Peter, and Starchild.”
Cliff nodded slowly. He pointed at the members in that exact order, “Gene, Ace, Peter, then Starchild.”
Bobby grinned up at Cliff, “yea.”
Cliff looked back over at Gene, sizing him up because he’s the biggest.
Silence ensued.
Cliff chuckled. “He’s not that sca-”
Gene grinned, lunging forward and sticking his tongue out.
Cliff swore under his breath, jumping back and clutching his chest.
Bobby’s smiling jaw dropped as he looked up at Cliff, amazed. He’s never seen Cliff get scared of anything, before! Bobby’s only ever seen Cliff be the scary or intimidating one.
Damien snorted by the drums, turning away. This was too funny.
“Oh. My. God.”
“Shut up-” Cliff groaned.
“You got scared...of Gene.”
“I didn’t man-”
“Yes, you did, oh my god, did you guys fucking see that?” Bobby asked, turning to his Buddies, who all held back smiles and laughs. “Oh, I’m never letting you live that down, b-” he quickly caught himself, “Cliff.”
Cliff rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. “So you said Gene, Ace, Peter, and Starchild. What, do Gene ‘n’ Peter get stage names or are Ace and Starchild just...special?”
“They do, actually” Maria piped up. “Demon and Catman.”
Cliff looked unimpressed. “Bobby said sum’n about Gene making caskets as merch?”
“You want one?” Gene smirked.
“No.”
Bobby pat his arm. “If it’s any help, Cliffy, if you had died right then and there, then I would’ve, like, sworn off of KISS forever. I swear!” He put his arms up.
Cliff looked down at him, suspicious.
Bobby giggled. “I would’ve buried you in the KISS casket-”
Cliff nudged him.
“Caskets? As merch?” Damien exhaled through his nose.
“And toilets, my idea” Gene put his hands on his hips, as Peter walked over to his drums. “Pretty cool, Bobby?”
Damien tilted his head. “...Bobster, can we-”
“No, Damien” Bobby shook his head.
Deep sighed, “rats!” He cursed to himself, Beep playfully shoving him.
“Any of you got stage names? Bobby?” Starchild questioned.
“No, Bobby’s very much my real fuckin’ name. Uhm...Those three over there are Peep, Deep, ‘n’ Beep. Their real names are Penelope, Derek, and Benji. When they’re not in my band, they’re a comedic trio” Bobby explained.
“Oh, really, Bobby?” Ace snorted. “Tell us a joke.”
The Sweeney triplets exchanged glances. 
“Why are bananas like people?” Peep started.
“What the f- why?” Deep asked back.
“You peel the skin and eat them, they die” Beep brought up the punchline, throwing Bobby and his Buddies into a fit of hysterics.
Cliff arched a brow, chortling softly as he noted a couple of the members of KISS trying to fight back smiles and failing.
Starchild quickly calmed down. “Also, you said there were eight of you in your lil’ band.”
“He called us a band-” Peep squealed.
“I know!” Damien whispered back to him, the two giggling in excitement as Bobby counted heads.
“W-Where’s Frankie?” Bobby stuttered, looking around. “Wait, no, there he is” he sighed in relief, catching Frankie in quiet conversation with Peter. “I knew those two would click” Bobby smiled, remembering how it was Peter who found them and introduced them to KISS earlier in the month. 
Starchild brought Bobby and the Buddies on stage, showing them around. “And this is where-”
“Where’s Ace?” Bobby inquired.
Starchild blinked. “Eh?”
“Where’s Ace?” 
“Where’s Ace?” Damien repeated, followed by Maria, Peep, Deep, Beep, and Monte.
Not Frankie, though. Frankie was just happy to be there and have that opportunity. 
Ace appeared from backstage, already drunk off of two wines. “Hello?” He called, having been summoned.
Bobby and the Buddies shared frantically excited giggles and balled fists, chanting. “Space Ace Space Ace Space Ace Space Ace-”
Ace hiccuped, nudging Starchild with his elbow. “Well, what do ya know? They like me.”
Bobby chuckled, glancing down at the stage floor. He pat Cliff’s hand, leaving the blond’s side to go help the Buddies set the stage.
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Fast forward a bit, the bands were nearly ready to perform. 
Bobby walked past KISS, to the east end of the stage, having spotted Cliff. “Hey, babe, who’d you leave Brandy with?” He harmlessly asked, hand flying over his mouth as soon as the question ended. Bobby’s brown eyes went wide, his face filling with nothing but pure, unadulterated fear. “Shit.” He shakily whispered, the most genuinely afraid he’s been in ages,
Cliff looked back over at him, just as surprised but not as scared.
Bobby’s mind began racing. Shit, shit, fuck, shit, goddammit. Did he just lose the world’s greatest gig, did he actually? The thought brought him close to tears, the tension filling the air could be cut by a guitar shred.
His Buddies all darted their heads in his direction, then at the four members of KISS. The Buddies stood, ready to seriously jump KISS in order to protect Bobby if it came down to it.
Cliff slowly rose from his seat, eyeing the four men. He stepped closer to Bobby, neither he nor Bobby nor the Buddies knowing that in actuality, Bobby’s way of life was completely safe.
No one said anything or made a move for fuck knows how long, Frankie practically choking on the silence.
Then, Ace spoke up.
“Okay, uhm...” Ace started up. “That is- that’s clearly none of OUR business” he gestured vaguely towards his fellow KISS members, then himself. “But uhm, if you’re worried that we’re gonna call you a slur or something like that, then don’t sweat it, Bobby.”
Peter nodded in agreement. “Yea, Bobby. I mean...you love who you love, God made you with the best intentions in mind. You dating who you do was no mistake” he encouraged, tapping his drumsticks together.
Ace continued, getting hyped up with what Peter put down. “Yea! I mean, I’ve kissed GENE before, but even still, but no one cares who you sleep with, man! A score is a score, isn’t that right, Demon?”
“Yea, Ace’s right, Bobby. All that matters to us as a band is that you get the crowd pumped for our show, you got that?” Gene pointed at him, Starchild warmly nodding along.
Bobby and Cliff stared back in silence. 
Monte turned his head, hearing a noise. “Are you...crying-?”
“No- shut up-” Frankie denied, clearly crying.
Bobby opened his mouth to say something, but he was clearly speechless. He raised a finger to speak on that ‘God’ thing, since he firmly believed that Cliff was God.
Cliff pushed Bobby’s hand down, “not right now, baby.”
Starchild tapped his foot. “Plus, Cliff came t’pick you up when I first showed you around stage. We all saw him kiss ya” he smiled.
“Oh my god-” Bobby buried his face in his hands, embarrassed.
Cliff pulled Bobby closer, smiling softly down at him. “Give him a minute” he teased.
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petrol made when few liters placed in containers placed in heap of hoho down the clear river with seats on the river cemented pavements or heap of all fruits and veggies in sacks then u chop cooked kale or ice cabbage or kunde sticks or camara sticks dude and with many made such down the road, planted trees in a linear way either place the sacks half way hidden in sand and even with bicycles and tires can do dude under bulb light with petrol or the same bottle next to pumpkin then chop kale or camara leaves in sloping lands towards the road with camera or brown river water with the above or still same bottle placed in grass then u hurl with cooked hoho in sloping lands towards a road with a traffic snarl up during the day dude
With the place gunia on white sand on sloping lands towards cemented roads while the heap like grass above in flattened land portion, when u place hoho in such gunia while heap planted grass gives ya guns when normal grass or sewer water in container or tea leaves when u place hoho gives ya gold bars and even if u place potato, when u place yam gives ya copper wires while white raw guava aluminum while ripe gives u soap, i mean the outer peel while the inner inside gives you soap and the seed gives ya cooking utensils dude, when u place hoho, heap soap gives ya jets, when heap tangerine choppers, when heap carrot or bottles as glass or plastic gives ya choppers and big planes, while if heap tomato gives ya submarines, if onion gives ya sufuria, if garlic gives ya drones dude, if ripe paw paw gives ya light rail, if paw paw seeds gives ya train, if heap kale gives ya speed boat, if heap corpse gives ya boats, if fish the same, if Nile perch gives ya yacht while if dry grass gives ya cruise sheep, when heap avocado gives ya inverters and all, when the heap avocado seed gives ya bulbs, when camara stick soaps, when camara leaves gives ya steel wool, when camara seed gives ya inverters dude and try with any veggie and fruits at dawn or dusk, when it shines or rains bro and u can change the hoho by placing another like boiled eggs when heap grass gives ya yacht and so on so forth
When u place few KG of tea leaves next to boiled maize then drop hay bars on sloping lands towards the sea it gives u much or hurl iced hoho or chop kunde leaves or place few kg next to cooked cassava then hurl raw banana unto deep hole unto the same basement directed via a pipe and boom ya much tea leaves under dim sunlight now
In USA no food wasted, don't waste food and even discarded foods sold to Canada to make metallic ware and gadgets, another area they get money and even on their own nation as much waste food used to make bridges, building and roads in the boom process dude. Used to make hidden parts that u see once dude
fall carrots unto heap of brown grass makes jets in slanting lands towards the sea, while on flowers makes fighter crafts, while on passion fruit makes fighter choppers, on mango seed makes missiles on slanting lands towards the river and if u change the slanting lands as mentioned earlier makes another thing like on passion makes big airplane towards plated trees, carrot fall on hoho in a triangle cut land with slope to the river makes big military jets of 2 propeller above, on millet makes tanks to the sea, on paw paw makes surface to air missile on lands towards a stream but in dug holes, in kale sticks makes cruise ship on sloping lands towards the sea and on corpse of different people of different characters makes jets and much heaping much and few changing the slanting too dude. Give it a try bro
Kisii even in America wants to attack the land as obvious USA Rich than Kenya, liaising with likes of Middle east like UAE whom have know how to make the missiles cause they are poor if fuel can be made much artificial as above dude. And its crystal clear even the USA dignitaries not 4 the nation but advocating, kinda, the retirement package be hiked, cause left frustrated afterwards. This to show Africans that INNOVATION more than presidency African champion in, so unless they do as them to move the country forward and those championing in such post are Kisii blooded as Jamaica people good with little but not much the reverse with kisii and Arabs though all Arab blooded dude, a bad people should be eliminated, try to enter nation like France into the deal, japan and Netherlands and Even SA, nations with now nuclear bombs and jet making technology where they recruit people to steal petty things to raise cash to bride those in such positions in such nations.
When u hurl corpse from above unto grass heap from a drone blinking lights on of different people makes different vessels and even water airplane, speed boats, yacht and ships and even train on land when heap guava or avocado seed u hurl some infants.
The factory house with high walls where the hurling done can be round or of any triangle shape as some products forms in round walled 1 and others in square or rectangle or in other triangle shapes. Give it a try dude
Leave kids alone, too much wanting to place kids a head brings a fall and even the soil produce less and sign of deaf in ya plans and claiming other peoples lands cause they acted the same in the soaps opera to get you. Now that u get it that oil and gass and even flowers and soda USA make can be made by you to give them a new brand, makes u wanna forfeit the same but in pretense dude. Stop, once your kid can eat 3 meal, get to school and no 1 ambush them stop disturbing them with another person who wants to live their lives in their decision. Dont go past the law, let the authorities investigate 1 or 1 report to not you, you hungry bastard and lazy wanting others food in pretense of being a gay.
Golden bells made much when sample placed next to normal grass then from  above u hurl grown grass under bulb light in sloping lands towards the sea without white sand, locate such lands or hide ripe paw paw among melons as in the link below or hide spinach in kale
https://www.worldbooksandrecords.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=52
With bible as in the link below place 1 sample close to heap of kale then from above drop cabbage on concrete floor next to the heap on the upper floor on sloping lands towards the river or break camara sticks or hide cabbage in red building bricks or in eggs, the back 1 in the link below made when placed in melon heap then u chop cooked kale in sloping lands to the sea in the dug hole within the white sand or u drop paw paw in fanta soda or hide hay within grown grass
https://www.biblesociety.org.uk/products/9780564091348/
https://www.gettyimages.com/detail/photo/holy-bible-royalty-free-image/186819743?adppopup=true
https://www.jumia.co.ke/festive-christmas-5meters-led-snake-lights-for-decoration-generic-mpg146455.html
https://www.jumia.co.ke/6ft-christmas-tree-luxurious-encryption-christmas-tree-generic-mpg126359.html
Xmas lights in the link below made when placed in sewer water in a container within factory house building land slanting towards the road then u drop mango juice unto the container or hide guava amidst planted grass same to balloons but make sure down the road has left corpse of people and different animals with blood
Balloons placed next to like heap of planted grass then from above hurl/drop paw paw on the adjacent floor or chop kale stick or coconut husks dude while Xmas tree made when 1 sample placed in sewer water in a container in the basement of such factory house sloping to the red river water and u drop ripe mango unto the tank or paw paw seeds or passion fruit (dry) to hit the floor or hide guava in cooked kale dude in the dark or dim bulb light dude
The USA dignitaries frustrated as broke and not considered after their leadership, as what they stole in houses using courier in times of placing the parcel using one who transfigure as spoons and utensils and mats, towels, socks, clothes and shoes and jackets left in churches can be made locally or being monitored to thwart their ambition of being Mr big man cause they get money in such and even u can see with trump moves and bidden, kinda, looking 4 to help them out if they leave office, the USA want them to die fast as they are identified in such dude and much more their character in frustration with good things near known. To make matters worse we got drones with guns where they will not shoot u when firing them, u just send the same and if not so, the sensor lights and alarms that can siren up or call ya phones harbors such theft in big houses where they even kill to get monies stored in those houses and even liquid cash being eliminated soon cause much of their associates have learnt to make the same and hard drugs like cocaine they championed in now easy to make as above in the boom process to alter their moves altogether and making of artificial flowers, tea and wood pulp as timber dude, fab houses and caskets to champion much deaths. So should be owned by govt and made cheap to discourage killings to sell such dude and even artificial fuels of jets and machines to kill their pursuits a big time dude
Tissue rolls made when on factory house slanting to the road u place such roll in the link below in heap of ripe paw paw on the basement in dim light them from above drop passion or its juice on the adjacent floor or on heap of mango then drop ripe paw or juice unto the heap with such sample as above or hide avocado in heap of flowers in the dark or in heap of kale or chop white sand heap dude down the road harbor sitting stand or corpse buried inside such tarmacked roads or in the river bed or graveyard next or within the river or place such photos in semi big glass bottles
https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk02WWQOlfAkKHGaIivSu4qSvdf9UCg:1604736562965&source=univ&tbm=isch&q=bus+stops+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjEmqzG_e_sAhWDYsAKHcQjDxUQjJkEegQIChAB&biw=1024&bih=654
https://www.jumia.co.ke/dawn-pekee-unwrapped-toilet-paper-10-x-4packs-32551250.html
See how Mexico export in the USA they did not know how to make can be made and even much in the boom process to alter those sales to the USA to make Mexico u wanna go poor only if they take part of Texas they claim to be their which got oil and has been overtaken, the only thing remaining is corn 4 oil and cereals and as much can be made much in the boom process and even Arizona they claim made much with military ware which now every state knows how to make the same. Think twice dude and live as yesterday, don't bother ya kids with others cause you aint next to North America but miles a way dude and u aint special to other races
https://www.inside-mexico.com/what-does-mexico-export-to-the-us/
http://www.worldstopexports.com/arizonas-top-10-exports/
http://www.worldstopexports.com/top-10-exports-from-texas/
http://www.worldstopexports.com/new-mexicos-top-10-exports/
On sloping lands towards the road or raised roads build with  artificial cement, as with cat family feces, the one that grabs ya eye  attention, then on few yards to the road lies placed carpet or concrete  slap or metallic slab that u place the boom heap, just few meters like 1  or 2 from the slap when all around the placed is cement with grown  grass, then place eggs on sand heap somewhere around, but b4 place  cement bag on the sand as gunia b4 placing the eggs or any other as  veggies, fruits, berries or leaves whether roasted, boiled, cooked, raw,  ripe or both iced when heap is grass on the slab in moonlight or bulb  light makes another set of machines all together dude. U can change the  grass heap with any as above, then on the cement bag where u placed egg  place another something and gives u another gadgets dude, but u can  maintain with grass and changing the one placed on gunia dude, like  brooding chicken bro.
And u can fall any as above on water even on  gadgets like yacht formed on the sea. U can placed the water in a  cemented pool to fall one veggie or fruit after another until u make  something but 1st u fall 1 like balls fall on a pool table unto the hole  like from a crane or folk lift or the moving finished products in  assembly line as in the link below
https://mylottokenya.co.ke/how-to-play
https://bulkinside.com/food-processing/
Leaving  food on ya plates means a lot with every size left, when u leave very  small u consider infants, much big people, relatively less above  teenagers and so forth and so on, so detectives investigating ya
They  want people to be this blood cause this blood bad, so after long time  when they have succeeded they can champion in their killings as now they  say the truth of their character, to take their land if got much when  they don't know how to make artificial counterpart which if they know  the activity reduces cause amounts to absolute nothing.
Yam made  in the company basement with long walls to the roof when 1 piece placed  next to like waru then like with company line as above drop cabbage unto  wheat grain or placed next to melons and drop cassava peel unto used  cotton clothes or paw paw trunk or hide cabbage unto sewer water or dark  beans or passion fruit while groundnuts place close to tamarind then  drop paw paw unto old clothes or hide onion in brown grass when the  groundnut got outer peel or trample guava both in the dark, boiled maize  and much fruits placed in boxes or hidden under soil
Car engines made in Uganda images
https://nilepost.co.ug/2018/08/09/museveni-says-uganda-will-soon-start-manufacturing-car-engines/
Kenya  can never be compared to the USA as outlined earlier lest u ambush it  in military ways which u can not, stop ya shit and u have stopped it  dude, compare yourself with nations as Tanzania or it will be insane  mind which will lead to annihilation or want to sat 1 is your Moses,  then he tells every nation what u ought to be in 1st place with and  Moses did the reverse, so how comes dude? The sad thing or the beauty,  dignitaries be warned and even Germany and Russia facilitating the issue  dude
Sometimes when the heap passion fruit or grass mixed with  water in bulb light if u deep ya feet on cold water makes train on  terrain towards the lake while if its hot makes and heap iced avocado or  lick ya lips still makes the same dude or sewer water place mango inside then chop kale in such land as above in moonlight makes trains while roads made when sewer water placed hay inside then under bulb light chop softwood or hide brown cake inside cut melons or drop paw paw unto the road from up high in the dark maize cob all along that section u wanna make in boxes or covered with sand and 4 the other above hide as well all veggies and fruits in the same sand or Xmas lights on both side of the road. Dig like the road trench up-to like 1 meter then pour sewer water to like 30 CM and place hay rolls at intervals b4 the above dude and boom ya road bro
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LtWKmeNx4E&app=desktop
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RESIPPY TIME!
Kati’s Hidden Veggie Baked Oatmeal
Or; “When did I start being so regular and quit being so hungry mid morning?”
(Hint: It’s because you started eating this shit)
You will need:
Software
3 cups rolled oats, old-fashioned or quick cook idgaf
1 cup milk of choice
2 eggs
3/4 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup butter, melted (sticks of butter should have a guide somewhere on the wrapper to tell you home much 1/3 c is, or use coconut oil or some shit, whatever)
1.5 teaspoon baking powder (baking POWDER, don’t get confused with baking SODA)
1.5 t vanilla extract (*Ina Garten voice* If you can’t cultivate and harvest your own orchids for vanilla bean pods, some shit from Aldi or Save-a-Lot is fine)
1/4 t kosher salt
1 tsp ground cinnamon, .5 t ground ginger, .5 t ground nutmeg
2 whole carrots, peeled and grated
1/2 medium zucchini, grated
small apple, grated (I used granny smith because I’m that bitch who loves tart apples)
sweetened shredded coconut flakes
roasted pepitas
chocolate chips
Hardware
box grater or other grater of some sort
cooking spray
mixing bowls, measuring cups/spoons, whisk/spoon
9x13x2 baking pan of some sort
oven preheated to 350 degrees F
Existential
60-90 minutes of your life, but you’ll have like 6-8 breakfasts
Fitting These Puzzle Pieces Together
First off, get your shit together (professionally known as mise en place.) If you don’t have 50 million bowls to put everything in, at least peel and grate your carrots and grate your zucchini and apple and set them aside in a bowl along with your pepitas, coconut flakes, and chocolate chips. 
Pro Tip: If you’re shredding the apple well ahead of time, add a bit of lemon juice to keep it from oxidizing/getting all brown and gross.  Dumbass Tip: leave the stem end attached on your veggies if you’re grating by hand so you got a little handle to keep from accidentally shredding your own skin. (I’ve done it before and shit HURTS)
Melt your butter or equivalent and put it in a big bowl.  Let is cool some so you don’t scramble your eggs in it.  I usually go ahead and dump the brown sugar in and whisk to hell out of it to help cool shit down, then add the two eggs and get to whiskin again.
Once that’s together, add your baking powder, vanilla, salt, and ground spices.  Be exact with the baking powder and salt, but everything else on that list you can be less strict with. Just don’t forget the vanilla!  The worst baked goods I ever made were ones where I forgot it.
Stir in the milk and oats until well combined, then add in your mix-ins.  
How much of the mix-ins, you ask? Well, whatever your heart tells you, my darling.  My original recipe called for only a cup, but I’ve gotten away with much more.  
Are you allergic to any of these mix-ins? Then fuck em! Try dried fruit, a banana, some other seed or nut.  The world is your oyster! (though maybe don’t put oysters in this, I can’t guarantee it’ll taste food) 
Slop all that into your baking dish that’s been sprayed down to prevent sticking.  Spread it out evenly and pop it in your preheated oven for 35-45 minutes, depending on how dry you like your oatmeal.
This makes a lot, obviously.  I divvy mine up into 6 servings, but if you’re not as gluttonous as me, you can probably get 8 out of it.  If you’re more gluttonous than me, no judgement.  Just put any of it in an airtight container and store it in the fridge for later consumption. Pop it in the microwave til warm, even add some more milk to it if you like, but I’m good with it dry because it stays pretty moist with the apple and zucchini in there.
Part of the beauty of the recipe itself is that you can change the mix-ins and spices and all that as you like. Once you’ve got your base down, you can change it up to keep from getting too bored with it.
So go on and enjoy, my lovelies!
~Kati <3
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Ever the Worrier (With Good Reason) -- Rafael Aveiro x MC
“Ever the Worrier (With Good Reason)” -- Angst, I think
Rafael Aveiro x f!MC (Rosalie Valentina - I know Raf is Brazilian, but Ro is Mexican and Cuban)
Word count: 2512
Warnings: Mentions of blood, physical trauma, and other medical procedures. Mentions of death but no one dies ________________________________________________________________
Guess who finally wrote a fic again!! I wrote half of this at midnight when my laundry was drying, so it might be kinda clunky. Also I’m a mexican ass mf who loves telenovelas, and this is def a telenovela-y.
In this, Rafael and Rosalie are engaged. Rafael is victim to a freak accident at work and is rushed to the E.R., but Rosalie’s coworkers try and keep her from knowing he’s hurt. Enjoy! ________________________________________________________________ Dr. Rosalie Valentina had just finished up with a patient; a twenty-two-year-old with an epidermoid cyst under her right armpit. An injection of lidocaine, a small incision and some cotton packing later, and she was sent home just fine. It had been a relatively easy day in the hospital--a few broken bones, some lacerations of varying depths, a case of a middle-aged woman coughing up blood. Collecting discharge papers for the twenty-two-year-old from the receptionist desk, Rosalie’s attention was piqued as she heard hustling, yelling, and commotion coming from the ambulance bay. She set the papers down on the desk, hurrying over as she saw multiple doctors and nurses flood the stretcher as it was rolled through the automatic doors.
“How can I help?” Rosalie asked a nurse bustling by. The nurse paused, biting his lip.
“We’re okay. Just tend to your patients, doctor.” He went to move again.
“Wait! Clearly you’re not! You have Dr. Mirani and three residents all crowding around a stretcher. That’s not okay!”
“Just trust me, doctor. It’s okay.” The nurse nodded quickly before hurrying to the stretcher as it was pushed down the linoleum floors. Rosalie tried to see, tried to ask what people needed. She could easily sense Jackie hide the face of the patient on the stretcher, pumping the BVM over their mouth. Rosalie knew she was being pushy, and that she might get reprimanded for not being able to follow instruction, but in the pit of her stomach she felt that something was wrong.
“It was a freak accident. He was helping a car crash victim on the side of the road and a drunk driver side-swiped the two of them. Sent patient flying and killed the original victim on impact. He flew into an old fence on the side of the road and was impaled by an old fence post,” One of the paramedics rambled to Dr. Mirani, who took in all the information with a straight face. The paramedic looked ashy and queasy in shock.
Jackie hunching over the patient’s face wasn’t enough to hide from the thin wooden fence post running through the left side of patient. Despite seeing many things in the E.R., she felt queasy looking at the patient’s blood dried on the post, the coagulation collecting around where wood met torn flesh.
“BP’s 67/46 and dropping!” One of the nurses yelled, and Jackie looked up reflexively. When she looked up, Rosalie saw the face of the unconscious patient on the stretcher. Extreme blood loss couldn’t hide all the warmth of sun-kissed South American skin, and a swollen, beaten and bloody face couldn’t hide the sharpness of cheekbones or gentle curve of his mouth. 
Dr. Mirani shouted something about contacting the blood bank upstairs, but half the sentence warbled in her brain and all she could register was a crackling static and blood rushing in her ears. All the blood in Rosalie’s body pooled in her feet, and she felt all the color drain from her face as she got an extreme headrush, one that knocked her unconscious and sent her tumbling to the floor.
“Get Aveiro to O.R. four! Emergency surgical team is already assembled!” ________________________________________________________________ She was in an emergency department patient room, one of the ones with the blue curtains separating the patient from the rest of the floor. But she wasn’t attending to a patient--she was the patient.
The lights of the room had never seemed so blinding to Rosalie before. Her eyes fluttered rapidly, getting adjusted to the light in the room. She looked around--at the ceiling tiles, at the warmed blanket draped over her body, the blood pressure clip on her finger, the IV in the back of her left hand, covered in clear tape. The plastic covering of the IV and the engagement ring on her finger glittered under the fluorescents.
Rosalie went through the events she remembered before her fainting. She remembered multiple doctors crowded around a stretcher rushing in from the ambulance bay, Jackie hunching over the patient’s face, the wooden post sticking out of the patient’s abdomen. And oh God, the patient.
Her favorite superhero, her fiance. Paramedic Rafael Aveiro, lying unconscious on a stretcher with a wooden post jutting up from his abdomen. Suddenly, she felt extremely queasy, and before she realized what was happening, she leaned over the side of the bed and vomited up the small amount of food she had in her stomach. Toast, shitty cafeteria coffee, a banana. And lots of stomach bile. She made a hissing noise, holding the blanket up to her runny nose, her throat and sinuses burning from throwing up.
Upon hearing her vomiting, Sienna pushed the curtain aside, peeking in the room. “Hey, Ro. You’re awake.” She gave a small smile, then looked at the vomit on the floor. “And queasy, I see.”
Rosalie looked Sienna dead in the eye. “Sienna, you’re my best friend. How’s Raf doing?”
Sienna frowned. “Still in surgery. You were only out for a minute or two, but we gave you a sedative to keep you asleep.”
“How long was I asleep for?”
“Two hours.”
“Two hours! Sienna-” Her heart monitor began to beep faster, and Sienna shushed her.
“It was for your own good and you know it, Ro.” Sienna walked toward her and sat on the side of her bed. “I don’t have any word on Rafael yet. But he’s in some of the best hands in the country. The world, even.”
Sienna reached forward and tucked a strand of Rosalie’s hair behind her ear. “We didn’t want you making yourself sick for hours on end,” she paused, looked at the vomit on the floor, and back at Rosalie, “Well, more than you already did.”
Rosalie couldn’t help but crack a tiny smile before her eyes welled up with tears. “I don’t know what I’ll do without him if he dies, Sienna. I think a part of me would die, too.”
Sienna took Rosalie’s right hand in hers--the one without the IV--and rubbed the pad of her thumb comfortingly along the back. “I know it’s scary. But all we can do right now is think good thoughts. Rafael is one of the luckiest men I know with all sorts of good karma. In my heart I know he has one of the highest chances of being okay. He has the best surgical doctors from every applicable department in that OR right now. He’s in the best hands possible.”
It was moments like these Rosalie was infinitely grateful for someone as wonderful as Sienna Trinh in her life. She was the kindest, most genuine person she had the pleasure of meeting, and she didn’t know how she would be able to get through this moment without her.
Sienna’s pager beeped and she hopped off the bed, checking it. “Mirani paged me. I’ll check in on you later and bring you something to eat, too. And I’ll send someone to clean up the mess.” She gave Rosalie a warm smile before disappearing into the organized chaos of the emergency department. Rosalie let her head fall back into the pillows of the hospital bed, tears in her eyes. She did her best to not think about Rafael, but all her mind was doing was replaying the scene over and over in her head where she looked from the wooden post up to Rafael’s unconscious face. The memory made her physically ill, and she had to suppress a gag once more. Subconsciously, she began to twist the engagement ring around her finger. Raf had bought it for her whilst visiting family in Brazil. It was beautiful--a golden band with a round cut black diamond surrounded by two round cut imperial topaz, which was a gemstone native to only a small mine in Minas Gerais. The topaz was when adorned with two small champagne diamonds, creating a formation looking similar to a flower.
Looking up at the ceiling, Rosalie did her best to take her mind of Rafael. She started finding designs in the plaster above, and she ended up drifting off before she knew it. ________________________________________________________________
A gentle hand on Rosalie’s shoulder shook her awake. She hummed her response, trying to force her eyes open, despite her sleepiness. “Hmm?”
“Ro,” Sienna said, softly. “Rafael’s out of surgery. He’s in the ICU, he’s stable. We think he’s going to make it.”
Even half-asleep, Rosalie registered what Sienna was saying and she felt tears well up in her eyes. This time, though, they were tears of joy, not anguish. She hadn’t ever been this happy, this relieved: not when she found out she got into one of the most prestigious medical schools on the East Coast; not when she found out her idol, Dr. Ethan Ramsey, hand-selected her application for a job at Edenbrook; not when she watched Rafael get down on one knee on a cobblestone bridge over the Charles River under the full moon and asked her to marry him. No, she had never been this happy before.
“Can I see him?” Rosalie whispered, looking up at Sienna.
“Technically no,” Sienna grinned. “But you’re a doctor. Maybe you’re just coming with me to help with his evaluation.”
“Sienna Trinh, I do love you.”
“I know, Ro.” She reached forward and took off the blood pressure clip, and peeled the tape off the back of her hand before grabbing gauze and removing her IV, taping a gauze square over the needle site. “I love you, too. He’s in room 408.”
Rosalie all but jumped off the bed, and Sienna stopped her to hand her a brown paper bag, full of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, a bottle of water, and a brownie she baked last night. “Please consider walking. And eat on your way, will you?”
“Yes, Dr. Trinh.” Rosalie leaned forward to kiss her best friend’s cheek. She slipped her shoes on, which had been at the end of her bed, and pulled on the sweatshirt of hers Sienna retrieved from her locker. She gave Sienna a brief wave as she stepped out of the room, opening the paper bag to pull out the sandwich, wrapped in wax paper. Sienna liked to minimize her plastic use.
Trying to slink away from the doctors and nurses that would keep her from getting to her fiance faster, Rosalie got to the elevator and pressed the up button. Inside the elevator, watching the red light display each floor number was torture when it felt like they were minutes instead, minutes counting down to her seeing Rafael safe in the hospital bed.
The doors pulled open and she did her best to not speed out of the elevator, walking briskly as she navigated the quiet corridors, counting each room placard aloud to herself before finally getting to 408. Rosalie knocked briefly reflexively before opening the door slowly, cautiously. She peeked her head in first, then slinked the rest of the way in, her heart hurting as she saw Rafael laying on the hospital bed, peacefully asleep. It was eerily quiet, with nothing but the steady beep of the heart monitor and the hum of the machines echoing around the room.
His eyelashes were always so long, brushing his cheekbones under his eyelids. He had a few  bruises on his cheek, and a cut held together by two butterfly bandages. A nasal cannula ran from his nose to the flowmeter in the wall. The light blue cotton linens were pulled up to his chest, and someone brought up one of the quilts from the on-call room and laid it atop the blanket, across his legs. His arms were by his sides, miscellaneous tubes sticking from different points within his hands and arms, covered in sticky tapes and wrapped in bandages, an oximeter on his fingertip. She hurried to his bedside, taking his hand gently in hers as tears welled up in her eyes.
“Raf,” She said softly, bringing his hand up to her lips gently as she pressed a kiss to the back of it. “You’re so stupidly brave. I always told you you had to take care of yourself on the job, too. You’re too selfless.” She sniffled, lowering her head and looking at his abdomen. It was covered by linens, but under it, she knew it was covered in bandages and stitches and plastic coverings.
“Sienna said the surgery went well. I know we’re just waiting for you to wake up. Once you wake up, we know you’ll be okay. You gotta do it for me, Rafael. Make it through this and wait on being stupid until we get married at least. Please.” She was half crying, half laughing as she pulled a chair from beside the bedside table, sitting down and resting her head on the bed beside him, still holding his hand.
For someone who had just slept for hours from a sedative, she was still exhausted, and before she knew it, the gentle hospital lullaby of monitors and machines were lulling her into sleep. ________________________________________________________________ When Rosalie woke up, she was surprised to hear the TV on. She blearily blinked the sleep from her eyes, looking up to see the screen on, playing a telenovela she had watched time and time again when she was stuck at home sick. She heard a quiet chuckle, and her head whipped around.
“For someone who was panicking over me, you’d think that when you wake up the first thing you’d look at is me.” Rafael had small, sleepy smile on his face. His eyes were droopy, full of exhaustion. But he was awake.
Rosalie had to keep herself from crying in excitement. “Raf! Oh, gracias a dios,” she took his hand in hers again, squeezing it gently to not irritate the tubing. “How are you feeling? I was so worried!”
He laughed before wincing, clutching his abdomen. Rosalie winced, too. “You sound like my avo. Ever the worrier, Rosalie.”
Rosalie’s jaw dropped. “¡Ni en pedo! Do you even know what happened to you? I was worried sick! Literally sick, Raf--I threw up all over the linoleum in the E.R.”
Rafael rolled his eyes affectionately, snorting. “I do, Ro. Dr. Mirani told me when I first woke up. He was a bit unhappy to see you slumped over my bed when I hadn’t been approved for visitors. He told me that you haven’t left the hospital in over a day. Why didn’t you go home?”
“And leave you here? What kind of fiancée would I be if I did that?”
“One that took care of herself.” He smiled softly. Although his exhaustion was evident, his smile still reached his eyes. It was Rosalie’s favorite smile of his. For someone who was constantly smiling, the gentle smiles that showed in the eyes more than the mouth was her absolute favorite. “I love you, princesa. Thank you for staying with me.”
“I love you too, Rafael. And I would stay in here for the rest of my life if it meant I could make sure you were doing okay.” ________________________________________________________________ Spanish translations:   - “Gracias a dios!” -- Thank God  - “¡Ni en pedo!” -- essentially “fat chance!” or “there’s no way!” 
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yo, im not gonna lie guys, im super drunk, so this bio is like.... completely ocpy and pasted but;.... pls plot with me..... im so excited to bring this baby here.... i feel it is the perfect place to write her and i hven’t had the chance to in so long ..... love me..... and greta........ please im so excited this is back, last time i played jack..... n willow??? i think....... maybe archie too...... dont even remember...... who i fuckin played..... but i was here...... and queer..... loud..... and proud..... god this dumb bitch needs to sleep.....
GRETA O'DRISCOLL
20. born in marfa, texas. luvs wearing gingham print dresses and cowboy boots. vert into art and pornography, and particularly the combination of the two. wants to do a PHD on gender studies and female autonomy in porn.
( kristine froseth | she / her | cisfemale ) hey, you hear ( young lady, you’re scaring me by ron gallo ) playing over on the ( rv lot ) ? that’s where ( greta o'driscoll ) lives! i heard they moved in from ( marfa, texas ) exactly ( four months ) ago. they’re very ( zealous ) but also pretty ( erratic ). maybe that’s why davie keeps calling them the ( libertine ). starlit is full of people, but this ( 20 ) year old is really going to liven things up around here! ( nora | 23 | she / her | gmt )
personality: easy-going, deceptive, manipulative, self-reliant, profound, amiable, nihilistic, self-serving, laid back, independent unmotivated, self-corrupting, charming, lazy, impulsive, alluring.
likes: art, music, philosophy, DC comics, arcade games, candyfloss, fish and chips on the beach, deep red lipstick, marijuana, dogs, Kate Moss, late-night strolls, chemistry, suspenders, cigarettes, herbal tea, gallows humour, cold coffee, long showers, brown eyes, tchaikovsky, dr. seuss, DJ sets, magnolias.
dislikes: bananas, coffee, mental mathematics, children, misogyny, the imaginary future, literature, Wes Anderson films
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aesthetics: a bubble of pink gum on chapped lips, mom jeans, a beaten up pair of adidas, strawberry laces, knee-highs, chapped lips, split knuckles, bruises you try to cover with concealer, stick and poke tattoos, sleep caught in your eyes on a lazy afternoon, alien conspiracy theories and sci-fi paperbacks, doc martens with fraying laces, the red string of a thong peaking out purposely from jeans, a rucksack permanently packed for the move, a streak of red across your lips, roller blades, cut knees, not eating your greens, smiling with a mouthful of blood, feet pounding the earth until your soles bleed crimson, sleeping in a cherry lip balm and scrunchies to keep the wild locks from your eyes.
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 - she’s called greta (under witness protection), and she’s a serial dater. she’s incredibly restless and doesn’t settle. before she came to seattle, she’d lived in 8 different cities in 3 years. born into a single-parent house with two older sisters so always surrounded by women and as a teenager she often let boys walk all over her bc she just craved male attention  -   every place she goes, she becomes a new character, someone who’s a figment of her imagination, as if each city is repertory theatre and she’s a character actress, so as a result everyone from her past views her as a completely different person depending on when she met them.   -   she’s been involved in a series of destructive relationships because when people discover she’s not who she pretends to be she often gets explosive and defensive.  -   (tw gun) she’s now under witness protection and moved to connecticut because she shot a previous boyfriend in self-defence and his family are trying to have her done for murder, but she got tired of being moitored so is now even on the run from the police / her faked identity.  - easy to get along with (provided you don’t anger, provoke or question her too much) because she WANTS your character to be entralled by her and will do whatever it takes to win them over. she wants everyone to love her   -  big into sports. big into gender politics. big into art. does a lot of art installation pieces to do with female and queer bodies. massive feminist. low key quite scared of powerful men bcos of her ex. wants to start a female only lesbian commune. big fan of the honey bee.
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trigger warnings: drugs, domestic abuse, gun.
you never meant for it to happen. you’d heard the stories, of girls who let their man walk all over them, and thought to yourself “i’ll never be one of those girls…” the kind that eat low-fat yoghurt and drink slim fast to shred a few extra pounds because he said she was getting round in the tummy, or the ones who spent their evenings tied to a kitchen sink drinking wine while him and the boys played poker, wishing god, if only I could get out of here. not you, not you raised by strong women, four bright shining beacons. single mother with her hard-as-nails attitude and her stony glares, elder sisters (twins) one ginger, one blonde, one doctor, one lawyer, both determined to take a bullet to the brain and a hammer to the patriarchy before they let a man touch them without asking. you were always so inferior, so insecure and small, like a bird (like a sparrow) with blonde plaits down your back sucking tropicana whilst your bosom buds sucked dick, their lips permanently ripe with stories of their sexual exploits, fake tan and glittered nails whilst you sat in the unbroken egg of virginity wondering what it was like to be loved. one day you found out. 
lily milligan’s parents gone and a free house for the night, bottles of ouzo and tequila swiped from your mother’s liquor cabinet thinking she wouldn’t know (she always knew) your legs, hardened from pep squad, slut dropping on a kitchen table because the boys thought it would be fun to get the quiet girl drunk. you’d never had a sip before that night. band t-shirts, denim shorts and the split soles of rotten converse that you refuse to let go of, you still clutched with both hands to your youth, but in a tube top now (borrowed from alice carmichael who had a sister in college) and a short tennis skirt, your feet not in trainers but in thigh-high boots. uncomfy as hell but lily said you needed to look sexy. you didn’t know if you wanted to be sexy. you didn’t know what kind of girl you were, if you were even a girl at all. but robbie looked at you like he knew exactly who you were, like he knew you better than you knew yourself, and his lips had the pink cupid’s bow of a movie star, and his hair was dark locks, curling like a mane. his hands were soft, and suddenly on your waist, and after three more shots his lips were on yours and his name was the only sound in your head and on your lips as you lost it in lily’s college sister’s bedroom beneath the glare of a T-Pain poster. you bled for what seemed like hours, his hand still in yours, kissing on the sofa as truth tellers and daredevils continued to spin a bottle of unprecedented youth. you thought it was love. robbie was the one. he loved you, you knew it, how else could someone be so soft? but soon he grew bored, scrunched up your paper heart and set it alight. then came the tears, the hatred, the ‘fuck robbie, in fact, fuck all boys.’ and that you did.
you were known for being easy. any boy could be yours for a night, as long as he promised to love you for those few short breaths and pants before you cried yourself to sleep. you felt poisoned, but poisonous as well, as if by ensnaring these young boys you were gaining power over them, and not the other way around. soon it started to work. they’d want more, but you’d deny them it, sick of sucking off silly schoolboys, they’d call you a tease, a vixen. maybe you were, but you couldn’t help but want older men. you got the history teacher first time, him bending you over his desk to sneak a hand up your tennis skirt as the after-school clubs carried on next door, unawares. love didn’t exist, not for you. it was nothing but a game for pretty young girls to play, bubble gum in their canines and a hand tugging at the hem of their cheer skirt.
there was so much anger inside of your small body, ‘beware of boys and their hook-like words’. hockey helped. there was something formidable about the feeling of a stick like a weapon in your hands and the thwack it made against thighs in the heat of a scrum - “slipped, sorry!” - you’d utter with a snakeskin smile, millicent quinn knowing that you’d hit her on purpose because she shagged robbie at that party last week. she couldn’t prove it, cobbled acne on her forehead turning green with disgust. ben came into your life like a car crash. two years your senior, with a baseball jacket and shoulders like a god. he became your personal hero. on the pitch, he was lethal. together, you could bring anyone to their ruin. each day after last period he’d be waiting in his car. you’d leap into his arms like a girl-half starved, love me, love me, love me, your heated kisses the envy of every junior girl. he was yours for three blissful years, utterly yours, and you were his, his star-spangled girl, and he was your knight - you were both the same, playing games, always difficult to predict. it was a shock to all when he proposed, high-school sweethearts find love in south dakota.
the engagement was a bittersweet affair; three months – you barely out of your gingham print skirts and into a graduation gown, him, a surly quarterback towering above your sisters, cigarette at his lips and a scowl like a fart in a lift. they hated him. so did you. but you were eighteen and in love, and he fitted the cookie cutter mould. everyone wanted him, and you had him. you had him and you were happy, happy, happy, and he loved you. he said he’d give you the world, anything you wanted hand-picked and given to you. instead, he gave you a jack russell terrier and a flat you couldn’t swing a cat in, wallpaper peeling like the rotten bits inside of you, the bits that only he knew. and you got tireder and tireder of the sad excuse of a life he’d picked out for you, him out doing god knows what to pay the bills, and you dancing on tables to pave your way to stardom, and this was love, this was real, until the shine wore off and your fresh-faced, dimple-cheeked cheerleader facade faded and the ugliness started to reveal itself, the whining, the petulance, the sharp-tempered cruelty, the mind games, the need to always win, win, win. he was dull, he was boring, he was nothing like the boy the girls had said he was and no chiselled six-pack could hide his lack of anything remotely interesting, your patience wearing thin until it snapped like rubber, a rucksack on your back, running shoes on your feet and the joint bank account emptied into your eighth grade birthday wallet.
you built your small fortunes working the casinos of sioux falls, a crimson dress and an attitude to match. bookish archie with his little dipper freckles was fun for a month before he became just as dull and dreary as the rest. a three-hour bus and you were in minneapolis, bright eyed and bushy tailed, fresh meat ready for the pickings. a hostel here, a friendly co-worker’s sofa there as you made what you could by taking off your clothes and shaking your ass like you were back in pep squad, doing what you did best. you met your fair share of creeps, and soon it was back on the road to escape a wide-eyed stalker and a restless itch for more. milwaukee, chicago, you made the roads your own. log cabins and lodgings, and the occasional motel, a beaten up pick up truck purchased at a scrap merchants – you got a few miles out of it before it bit the dust, and when you finally set it alight after nights spent lounging across the driver’s seat, a parka tucked over you as a duvet, you were sad to see it go. you’re nomadic by fault, never attaching to place, people or things, creating a new personality in every place you go like a character actress; each town is a different repertory theatre, and you’re the star. a compulsive liar, you even fib about your own name, to some you’re ellen, nineteen, bookish, a law student who likes smoking and cosmos. to someone else you’re rita, you’re twenty-five and look young for your age, like smoking, comics and fucking in public places.
in the bright lights of michigan, you found charlie, sweet charlie, too good for you, though you let him spoil you while he thought you were the small town girl of his dreams. next came abigail, who was fun until the jealously kicked in, and then luke, gorgeous luke, dangerous, exciting, who despite his temper, despite the fights, despite bruises down your spine and your teeth marks on his arms, loved you with the strength of a wildfire. there was destruction in your wishbones, a savageness from the field, from the pitch and now somehow in his arms, you were godly. he was cruel, he was careless, and he refused to fall at your feet like so many other boys had, which only you made you want him all the more. you were rage incarnate. you hated him so fiercely you thought you might kill him, so he played the only card you wouldn’t predict; proposed.
the house you shared was a backstreet flat in detroit, you make your name as a downtown singer while he foots the bill with pills. they have a drug for anything these days, to dull the senses, to pick them up, to drive you to insanity or pull you out of the madness hole. the two of you live like criminals on the run (you never told him that you were, living out your days as the enigma he wanted you to be), you with your voice like caramel and fishnet legs. you were his and his alone until his hand was at your throat and the gun was in your hands screaming at him to stop, stop, stop, until a bullet stoppered his brain, crimson staining linoleum as you cast yourself out like lucifer. self-defence was decreed the moment they saw your violet neck, black tears and headlight eyes and mind screaming red, red, red like the pom-poms you shook so willingly in school and the insides of his skull. you were gone, and “you” was born, renamed “greta”, boxed, shipped-out, and next-day delivered to vegas where under witness protection you were a student, blank slate, fresh-faced in a place where no one knew your name, doing what you always did and starting again.
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Random self-care tip from me because I’m SO EXCITED about what I just learned.
Apparently there's this thing that some people just know, but I just learned... You can make ice cream just with frozen bananas!
Like, honestly, whenever my bananas (which I always have because they're a cheap and quick fruit and good for me) go brown, I always throw them in the freezer. Never know when you might have time to make banana bread or chocolate banana cupcakes or even want to throw them in a milkshake or smoothie.
But soft serve ice cream!!! This is such a cool trick, ya'll.
All you need is a frozen banana + any other add-ins you like for your ice cream. 1.5 bananas will make a pretty nice sized portion of ice cream for one person. By pretty nice, I mean sizeable. I just used 3 bananas for two people to serve on the side of a tart, so we had smaller portions and plenty of ice cream left. About 6 - 8 bananas, depending on your add-ins, makes about 4 one-cup servings. To give you an idea of amount.
So. Wait for your banana(s) to go brown, then freeze it. We always just lazily throw our bananas in whole, but I think I'm going to start at least peeling and maybe chopping them and throwing them in a bag. Because peeling frozen bananas makes your hands very cold. x3
Once the banana is frozen, take it out, peel it and chop it in to chunks. Throw the chunks into a food processor. A blender will work, but I've been told a smaller one is better. I'm not sure, but I think you might be able to make do with a mixer, even. 
Blend the banana. Scrape down the sides as necessary. It'll take a little while. The banana will begin breaking down into flakes, then it'll turn into a creamy, soft serve ice cream kind of texture. 
Once it's to this point or close, you can add in your add-ins. About two tablespoons of cocoa per 1.5 bananas for chocolate ice cream. (I think I added a bit too much cocoa to mine, so I threw in a little sugar to balance it out). You can add in peppermint extract, fresh mint (takes a lot - like 1/4 cup for 1.5 bananas), peanut butter, chocolate chips, m&ms, nuts, other frozen fruits, honey, cinnamon, caramel, coconut, etc. for whatever flavor of ice cream you want. Stick with less is more, taste to test, and add in more if you want. Try recreating your favorite flavor or create your own! Add a little almond milk (or cow's milk or whatever you use) for a little extra creaminess (optional). The blender will give you a faster mix, but at this point, you can also just mix in by hand, tbh.
You can eat right away or freeze for 20+ minutes for a firmer texture.
So why am I promoting this as self-care?
- It’s suuuuuuper tasty. SO GOOD. Will make your tumtum happy haps.
- Healthier than ice cream, so you can dig in and pig out a bit and still be putting good things in your body.
- Ice cream is expensive. Bananas, not so much. A lot of add-ins aren’t badly priced either. So less hurt to your bank account.
- Will encourage you to buy bananas and eat some so you can stick the leftovers in your freezer.
- Doesn’t take long to make, so it won’t take much energy, though it will take some.
- Honestly, if you add the right extras (nuts, peanut butter, chocolate chips - I don’t like nuts, but that’ll get some protein into you!), this is actually a bit filling, so even if you can’t bring yourself to eat a real meal, you’ll still be putting something into your body, at least.
- You can feel like a mad scientist experimenting with flavors and amounts. Feel free to cackle madly while mixing.
- Digging into this healthy, tasty treat... how can you not feel satisfied putting this in your tummy? :D Seriously, after eating this last night, I felt so proud of myself for discovering and making this and felt nice and full and happy going to bed.
Anyway, it tastes amazing, so if you’re not allergic, I totally recommend.
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My skin kind is normal,Oily only Once i get up in early morning.I dont would like to possibility my face skin,i desire to moisturize my face but don’t know how..I don’t believe that on these nowadays creams.I would like all-natural items.Can u pls guideline me for glowing crystal clear skin. On this page, I share my hottest recipes for six various skin kinds. You can discover the components for these recipes inside your kitchen area. https://twitter.com/steptoremedies/status/1087123555727405058 is to work with face masks formulated for your personal skin sort. The #1 explanation for wrinkles is Solar injury, so it is vital to use a sunscreen of at the very least 30 SPF from a early many years on even in Wintertime and on cloudy times. A terrific trick is to invest in two moisturizers: A single with the night time and a single for your day that features UV safety. There are some strong vitamins and minerals in bananas which make them Mother Mother nature's remarkable beauty resolve! Dr. Oz even goes so far as to the tropical fruits are nature’s painless, inexpensive Botox. In addition they function wonders on acne and oily skin. Mamm i was burnt about 12years in the past bt the scars remain on my face what banana combination will I exploit?pls aid me Hi, I have oily skin, incredibly liable to acne, a lot of to ensure that I'm able to’t don't forget a time when i experienced crystal clear skin….. will the banana mask nevertheless work on my skin??? I keep acquiring Energetic acne which leaves dim and deep spots, earning my skintone uneven. You absolutely sure can! Coconut oil is an excellent elegance oil and yow will discover far more face masks with coconut oil right here: I have discovered a fresh beuty schedule for me. I take a 50 % a banana and mash it up with a fork. Then I divide it into two equal components. The initial aspect I mix with cinnamon. I implement it on my face and leave it for couple of minutes. Hope you all are in the pink of the wellbeing and experiencing this beautiful spring season. Now morning, I'd orange marmalade and orange sandwich…oops veg sandwich in my breakfast. "It absolutely was really easy and straightforward to try and do. I'll keep on doing this facial for a smooth and young searching skin. Thanks." RD Rylie Doosendorf Breaks down grime and dirt, removes surplus oil which if not can clog up skin pores and bring about acne breakout. Operates as a versatile deep cleanser to unclog skin pores. Just how long will it choose to clean yout face from acne working with banana face mask? Is it ok to utilize leftover banana combination? three. Banana Face Mask to deal with Acne and Pimples: Do you think you're worried about pimples and acne? This chemical cost-free mask with pure ingredients, specifically, turmeric and baking soda acts to struggle acne / pimples, decreases blemishes and help in finding glowing face. Rinse your face with cold drinking water to wash absent mask’s ingredients and to tighten your skin pores. Apply a fantastic moisturizer within your option to hydrate your skin. Volla! Are you currently shock together with your glowing and supple new look.
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Add the honey for the egg white and lemon juice, and blend almost everything yet again. You will require ½ tablespoon of honey. Make certain that it's the translucent, runny kind. Honey is antibacterial and functions to be a all-natural antiseptic. It's also moisturizing and allows replenish the skin.[three] Mix the egg white and lemon juice. Using a fork, promptly whisk the two elements until the egg white becomes foamy and frothy. A single pro suggests adding ginger for the warming, spicy scent, or a combination of ginger and citrus oils including grapefruit or orange for a refreshing scent to provide you with kickstart.[four] Should you’re carrying out the facial during the night, you may try using a calming scent like lavender. Utilize the mixture for your face together with your fingers. Get the job done the sugar-honey combination on towards your face with all your finger suggestions in gentle circular motions. Prevent your eyes and mouth even though implementing. Carefully pat your face dry that has a clean, dry towel. Be Light as you pat your face dry. For those who scrub your face Along with the towel, it's possible you'll bring about skin discomfort, which include breakouts. Turmeric not only allows take care of acne, nonetheless it can also soak up extra oil from the skin and lighten discoloration. This really is utilized to collect details on traffic to posts along with other webpages on our web-site. Except you will be signed in to your HubPages account, all personally identifiable details is anonymized. This is accustomed to discover distinct browsers or devices if the accessibility the assistance, and is also employed for safety explanations. "My face is rather oily and I have blackheads on my nose and chin. This labored rather well, I will be applying it twice a week Any longer."..." much more AO Afi Owusu Aid me you should I've a foul skin brought on by pimple scars and black heads. Is this egg yolk and lemon is sweet for my skin These masks are perfect for an at-dwelling facial. Start with clear skin and prior to making use of the mask, lay a heat, wet wash cloth in your face to open up your pores. After rinsing from the mask, wash your face with cold h2o or use a toner to shut the pores. Then utilize a superb face oil. Shower after. For those who shower ahead of, the eggs will don't have anything to "seize on to". Following, you want the mask to be nicely and really off your face, and a shower can assist with that. Just Ensure that the mixture is thick enough that it sticks to your face and isn’t runny. You may start out by pouring a quarter cup on the sugar inside of a bowl after which you can adding oil by the tsp until finally the combination reaches a regularity that you want. I must Do that. You have stated what each in the included ingredient does and I am certain. Perhaps, I can use lime rather than lemon as there are so many limes the place we are now.
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Allow it dry. Chances are you'll utilize a 3rd layer of whisked egg whites immediately after 5 minutes for higher skin tightening. Listed here are finest 6 Do it yourself egg white face masks which are easy to arrange and will help solve a variety of skin issues to provide you with toned and gorgeous skin. If needed, you can learn a variety of hacks to different the egg’s yolk and whites. The substances to search youthful could be as near as your kitchen area. Homemade egg white masks are cheap, enjoyable and function brilliantly well. About the milk, powder milk will work most effective because the mixture will only will need slightly amount of h2o. If you utilize liquid milk, you won't get the good thing about milk by this minor quantity. If you do not choose to use milk,just liquefy the coffee with some drops of drinking water and after that add yogurt. Warning: Lots of individuals are allergic to cinnamon and it could possibly often produce irritation in those with an unusually delicate skin. Therefore, this mask ought to be employed immediately after screening someplace apart from about the face. We may well use conversion monitoring pixels from promoting networks for instance Google AdWords, Bing Ads, and Facebook so that you can establish when an advertisement has efficiently resulted in the specified motion, for example signing up for that HubPages Services or publishing an short article over the HubPages Provider. I wonder what my Duchess will imagine all that mouth watering egg on my face. Duchess is my lovely cat. Preparing: Once again, the planning is quite simple. Just combine the two ingredients and come up with a uniformly mixed paste. In case you observed this information handy please take a second to tweet, like, or share this text by using the buttons at The underside from the website page. I’d truly take pleasure in it. All of us commit income on skincare products so skip the flowery serum and splurge on fantastic honey. You can utilize it to scrub your face, come up with a scrub, or take care of your skin to your weekly do-it-yourself honey mask. Considering that these egg white masks tend to be runny and may drip, have on an aged T-shirt to stay away from spoiling your good apparel. The substances present in these widespread solutions to acne could be harsh on your skin, as well as strong combination of substances can have an impact on Your whole body in other ways that you may have hardly ever expected. With regards to the honey mask method, You should utilize it combined with the medication chances are you'll already be getting and it gained’t interfere in any way. Clean your face with warm water to open up up your pores. Making use of clean up arms or maybe a cotton ball, use the combination on to your face, keeping away from the sensitive regions about your mouth and eyes. Mix all the above ingredients in a small mixing bowl. Applying clean finger strategies, implement a thick coat of the combination on to your face.
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As you have got oily skin particularly liable to acne, you need to implement acne particular remedies. I suggest you visit this site which includes ideal acne residence treatments ans see for purely natural answers specific for your acne complications: How often you exfoliate will rely on your skin form, age, and local climate. Normally two times each week is plenty of. When you have oily skin you are able to do it extra frequently; in the event you’re more mature and/or have dryer skin, two times weekly can be a lot of.[29] Only use facial masks made up of lemon juice during the night time. Lemon juice is phototoxic and can raise your risk of sunburn or perhaps chemical burns if you go out in daylight with any residual lemon juice in your skin. Do you may have any recipes for poor acne making use of cinnamon and coconut oil? I actually need assist for my seriously genuinely terrible acne.. I'd many of the components to the pimple combating mask, produced it, and utilized it! I must say it DOES NOT have a pleasing smell in the least, but my skin feels so cleanse and contemporary! I applied jojoba oil afterward to moisturize. Great recipe! I'd leftover so I am going to freeze it and utilize it following time. Wash your face. Use a mild cleanser to wash your face with lukewarm drinking water, then pat your face dry using a clean up, dry washcloth. In this article you may master What exactly are the best beauty treatment plans with yogurt and how to produce a honey and yogurt face mask for acne. I had read and experimented with banana masks in advance of. But these are typically different and it seems good. I'd not thought of the orange juice in advance of. I'll give it a consider . As you'll be able to see, using an orange peel face mask has various positive aspects that operate for various skin varieties. Whatever you need it for, orange peel powder is unquestionably a blessing. When your mask has dried up in certain spots and caught in your skin, you should make sure you usually do not tug on your skin even though washing it out. Carefully therapeutic massage the realm with drinking water right up until the mask loosens up and offers way. To help keep pimples absent, use orange peel mask. What's more, it cleans your pores from the dirt and oil and prevent blackhead as well. @haso: Lemon juice is a powerful way to deal with melasma. Its acidic nature and vitamin C element Enhance the discolorations and peel off the outer layer with the skin. Use the juice to the influenced places, lightly massage for just a handful of seconds, leaving it on for ten minutes. Just one expert recommends incorporating ginger for a warming, spicy scent, or a mix of ginger and citrus oils which include grapefruit or orange for just a refreshing scent to give you kickstart.[four] In the event you’re accomplishing the facial at night, you may attempt utilizing a stress-free scent like lavender. Thanks for the membership. Your e mail format is Improper! Unhappy, but we could not include you to definitely our mailing record ATM. Subscribe When it’s place on your skin as opposed to with your belly, sugar can be quite a great natural beauty help. It’s moisturizing; it is made up of glycolic acid, which encourages cell turnover for youthful-looking skin; and its little particles make an awesome exfoliant.[1] You'll be able to mix sugar with any amount of components to make your individual face mask.
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You will get rid of acne with no enduring the suffering of digesting bitter tablets or applying Those people creams and lotions which, usually, are practically nothing but lumps of petroleum jelly mixed with a man-made scent, coloration, mild bleach, and random antibiotics. The chemicals current in these popular options to acne can be severe on your skin, along with the strong mix of chemicals can affect your body in other ways that maybe you have never ever expected. In terms of the honey mask technique, You need to use it coupled with the medication chances are you'll already be using and it gained’t interfere in almost any way. Hey all, I am Suzanne, I like gathering new information on pure remedy for overall health ailments. I generally think that nature has remedies for all our health conditions, we just have to use it in the best way. Today, throughout carnival inside the Netherlands masks are frequently replaced with face paint For additional ease and comfort. See also: Venetian mask Exfoliate your skin after a week. This may help buff away People dead skin cells and leave your skin emotion silky-smooth. You employ scrubs, loofahs, and exfoliating sponges. Be sure to make use of a gentler exfoliator in your face than on the remainder of One's body. Beaked masks containing herbs inside the beak were being worn in the Middle Ages by plague doctors[53] to try to push back the Black Death. This provider enables you to enroll in or associate a Google AdSense account with HubPages, to be able to make dollars from advertisements on your content articles. No info is shared unless you interact with this characteristic. (Privateness Coverage) This informative article was co-authored by our experienced workforce of editors and researchers who validated it for accuracy and comprehensiveness. These usually are crafted from leather-based with appendages of fur, feathers or leaves. Some deal with the face, some The entire head and in many cases are hugely abstracted sorts. Navajo masks seem like inspired because of the Pueblo prototypes.[33][34] Generally known as The recent Face Mask, it is actually composed of honey, cinnamon, nutmeg, and lemon. It’s the lemon that causes the burning sensation, but that’s if you put in excess of one/2 a teaspoon! Individuals inside a black bloc at protests usually wear masks, normally bandannas, in order to avoid recognition, also to attempt to safeguard against any riot Regulate brokers utilised. Subsequently, the openings of such glands can not be cleaned, Whilst they were being Beforehand cleaned due to frequent stream of sebum. This helps make these pores vulnerable to infections by microbes and the situation becomes a vicious cycle that gets extreme. The pores carry on to become crimson, itchy, and painfully swollen spots around the skin which seem unattractive and depart dim places about the skin whenever they heal. This regrettable problem is referred to as acne. Ensure you get a number of hours of exercise every week. Exercising improves blood move towards your skin and materials it with oxygen and nutrients. If you training tricky enough, the sweat may help flush out the toxins in the skin. Training can also enable decrease worry.[ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-SiXXn3EKKI2t7btdwEplw/ ] Ahead of I demonstrate this mask, Watch out for the amount of lemon juice you increase to your face mask, just don’t go overboard with much more than eight drops or 1/two tsp. Anyhow, this scrumptious smelling mask is certain to tease your taste buds, tempting you to possess a lick, but you must resist!
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What better than getting the many benefits of exfoliation and soothing in a single face mask? Well, the Oatmeal and banana face mask would be the one that offers you scrubbing and smoothening effect simultaneously. Process: Inside a bowl or a container, insert some sugar and grate some orange peel straight to the jar. Pour in certain honey for your exfoliation of skin. Up coming add coconut oil and blend perfectly. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/722616702689546927 ! Indeed You can utilize honey and little drops of water. But milk or milk derivatives work most effective in mask Clean the mask off and pat your face dry. Use lukewarm drinking water to rinse your face off. Consider not to wash as well difficult. Carefully pat your face dry having a delicate, clear towel. When your feels restricted soon after using a facial cleanser, then It is really much too solid and you ought to utilize a gentler one. At the time per week, make use of a sugar scrub or exfoliating cloth to remove useless skin cells. When you have on make-up, clear your make-up brushes on a regular basis to stop the Make-up and spread of microorganisms. To find out how your diet plan can affect your skin’s overall health, Continue reading! To begin receiving timely alerts, as shown under click on the Inexperienced “lock” icon close to the tackle bar The application of the egg white mask can clog the pores and enhance the possibility of breakouts for all those who have acne vulnerable skin. Other Negative effects involve the distribute of bacteria within the skin, as raw egg whites include salmonella, a bacterium that can result in food items poisoning. In a very bowl, just take some orange peel powder, sugar and almond oil. Be certain the amount of sugar is equivalent into the peel powder and listed here you may have an uncomplicated recipe to a stunning smelling lip balm that’s efficient and straightforward to produce. Article SummaryX To take care of your skin, clean your face two times daily with heat water and a gentle facial cleanser, then gently blot your skin dry which has a smooth towel. Utilize a toner and moisturizer after you wash your face, and when you’ll be outdoors for greater than twenty minutes, apply sunscreen. Sorry, we just have to you should definitely're not a robot. For most effective effects, be sure to be sure your browser is accepting cookies. what an excellent suggestion, thanks Susan! And thanks Kelly for your recipe, can’t wait to test it! Just bought into oil cleaning so anything at all oil on my face super admirer of. Limit tub time. Hot water and very long showers or baths remove oils from your skin. Restrict your bath or shower time, and use warm — in lieu of hot — drinking water. Skin exfoliation mask, the yogurt can help take out lifeless skin, lighten and brighten skin, gets rid of dim places and Practically stops ageing. The properties of yogurt are numerous and when used in this mix, it’s certain to provide you with Rewards much better than a readymade mask.
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This information is exact and genuine to the most effective from the author’s understanding and is not intended to substitute for official and individualized tips from a qualified Qualified. Supply Currently, all through carnival while in the Netherlands masks are frequently changed with face paint for more ease and comfort. See also: Venetian mask Clean from the mask with lukewarm drinking water if the time is up, and pat your face dry by using a towel. Benefit from the search of one's moisturized skin! Inside the cult of Shiva, found in Anatolia from circa six,000 BC, the young, bare ithyphallic god seems wearing a horned mask.[fifteen] During the Greek bacchanalia as well as Dionysus cult, which associated the use of masks, the common controls on behaviour had been briefly suspended, and people cavorted in merry revelry outdoors their standard rank or position. René Guénon claims that in the Roman saturnalia festivals, the regular roles ended up normally inverted. Protective masks are items of kit or products worn on The pinnacle and face to afford security towards the wearer, and right now usually have these capabilities: Whether it is the humble hard-boiled eggs which might be elevated into mouthwatering deviled eggs or boiled egg sandwiches, or maybe creamy poached eggs with a gorgeous runny yolk, eggs are an exceptionally affordable and multipurpose family staple. Through ceremonies, these visages are offered Energetic variety in The good mask dramas with the South and South-japanese Asian region.[37] Indonesia Exfoliation is the stage most of the people skip of their weekly skincare schedule. However, if you start correctly exfoliating your skin, you will notice an Just about immediate big difference. Masks may show a lifestyle's great of feminine elegance. The masks of Punu of Gabon have very arched eyebrows, Practically almond-formed eyes and a narrow chin. The elevated strip operating from both sides of your nose towards the ears represent jewellery. Dark black hairstyle, tops the mask off. The whiteness of your face depict the whiteness and wonder of the spirit earth. Large pores will also be potential breeding grounds for bacteria that cause bulbous zits and cysts, which implies pore-tightening egg white can assist lower acne. What a amazing plan! I love receiving the most out from the things I get, and I always come to feel lousy composting nice, fragrant orange peels. Now I know what to do with them! Now, several of the recipes beneath are more powerful and may only be made use of one-2 situations weekly. Many others You can utilize everyday. I’ve manufactured notes for how often Just about every mask needs to be used. Becoming full of Vitamin C and also other antioxidants, orange peels are great for your skin. The truth is, the peels have bigger levels of nutrients in comparison to the flesh within.
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one. Use additional virgin olive oil for most effective effects. Processed merchandise may irritate your skin or result in acne breakouts. You can do the egg white facial as aspect of the weekly skin servicing regime. For face masks focused to blocking excessively oily skin, check out this hub in its place: ... https://en.search.wordpress.com/?src=organic&q=skin+care – The uplifting scent on the orange is mesmerizing and calls for a inspiration up coming time. Preserve a jar all around and dab the honey on acne, burns or small cuts. And if you’re feeling sick, have a spoonful or two. Other benefits of coffee face masks contain their electrical power to reduce face inflammation. This selfmade mask will probably be your very best ally for the people days when you have not obtained much snooze or have slept terribly and you also awaken with slightly puffy face. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/722616702689546949 can use this to streamline signing up for, or signing in for your Hubpages account. No data is shared with Facebook Except if you engage using this type of characteristic. (Privateness Policy) You might just continue to keep it in an air-restricted container and put it inside the freezer. Then upcoming week, just get rid of it about an hour or so before you apply it in order for it to thaw.  Despite the fact that there are several skin care products readily available available on the market but very little can provide you with with the type of ideal results that a humble fruit as banana can. The banana face mask will do miracles for your personal skin. Pamper by yourself with a straightforward, exfoliating, DIY face scrub you could make at your house. All you'll need is brown sugar and olive oil, and you'll whip up a tremendous procedure to properly cleanse off Individuals useless cells! You’ll get the most Added benefits using raw honey. And when you’re willing to splurge, you can’t beat Manuka honey. This honey from the Manuka tree in New Zealand and Australia is an antibacterial superfood with tons of immunity and initial-support Added benefits. Not simply banana the fruit, but will also the peel may be used to remove the high-quality lines and wrinkles. The peel much like the fruit banana can also be rich in vitamin A and potassium. This aids in supplying the skin a radiant glow and also makes the skin supple. Yes, this will sound unbelievable nonetheless it’s a indisputable fact that banana coupled with handful of other substances will help in dealing with and protecting against the skin from acne. Hey all, I am Suzanne, I like gathering new info on all-natural cure for wellbeing ailments. I constantly think that nature has cures for all our health problems, we just need to use it in the ideal way. Home made for face masks give quick Alternative, all-natural and helpful way your skin difficulties. The facial skin is without doubt Probably the most sensitive and who make a difference most appear very good. So program these homemade recipes for face, you can be The easiest way to acquire care of your facial splendor.
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If the orange peel powder and oatmeal employed alongside one another feels a little bit rough in your skin, add more olive oil but don’t help it become way too runny as it is going to produce a drippy mess. If it leaves a yellowish tinge in your skin, soak a cotton ball in milk and rub it about the stained parts. Use this mask two to a few times a week. The cinnamon and nutmeg honey face mask smells incredible and functions wonders in fading acne scars and night out skin discolorations! Let’s see the skin benefits of the components On this a person: I started off employing black tea bags as my heat compresses, after which you can I'd dab honey about the soar. Inside one-2 times, all of the infection experienced drawn to the surface and my chills/fever went absent. Sorry for the main points, but I am a true believer in organic medicines and those two personalized ordeals are what designed me the believer that I am nowadays! Any use of this details is for the person’s discretion. For well being worries or emergencies and drugs changes, you should seek advice from a healthcare Expert. Bit by bit peel off the dried layer. You might come to feel a sensation that is like slight pinpricks given that the facial hair is waxed from your skin. Be it the humble difficult-boiled eggs which might be elevated into mouthwatering deviled eggs or boiled egg sandwiches, or perhaps creamy poached eggs with a stunning runny yolk, eggs are an exceptionally low-cost and versatile household staple. Many of us throw out orange peels the moment they’re completed consuming or juicing an orange. But Were you aware that orange peels are a powerhouse of nutrients and antioxidants? The orange peels also have a higher vitamin C content material compared to fleshy inside of! Solution: Any honey will do, but I really endorse working with raw, unfiltered honey in your face mask because it retains much more on the powerful healing Qualities. Lemon juice is really a much better component, so dependant upon your skin time, you might want to Restrict the volume of occasions you employ this mask to one-2 occasions every week. That is utilised to gather data on traffic to content as well as other pages on our web page. Unless of course you're signed in to the HubPages account, all Individually identifiable information and facts is anonymized. Stay clear of skin-harmful foods. This contains processed or refined carbohydrates along with unhealthy fats. Consuming a lot of of those make your skin age faster. Prevent consuming too many sugars too.[14] Whether you try to eat them or set them on the skin, you’re certain to see a major transform in the complexion when you make bananas your new ally. When used in a handy DIY mask, bananas can nourish the skin, combined with the support of honey to soak up and retain moisture, to deeply hydrate and boost your organic glow. Combining egg whites with honey and lemon juice can make a remarkably successful Do it yourself egg white face mask for acne. Honey has robust antibacterial and anti-inflammatory Homes that make it pretty effective in opposition to acne.
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Blind Date
Chapter 12
A/N: Hello again, everyone! Here’s the latest chapter for your reading pleasure. I’ve decided it’s easier to keep things updated on here for now. Eventually I’ll pull this entire story over to ff.net. Thanks for checking it out and continuing to leave likes, comments and reblog. It gives me all the feels :) Big thanks to @pip117 for doing my beta work. You rock! 
Here’s chapter 11 in case you missed it.
As Peeta gradually slipped into consciousness he slowly became aware of the rhythmic movement of his right foot. As his eyes adjusted to the light shining in the room he noticed Finnick standing over him with a devilish grin and  kicking at his foot. Peeta made a move to sit up feeling as if his body was covered in lead. Glancing down he noticed a mess of brown hair on his chest and the events of the night before came flashing back to his mind. He hadn’t planned on kissing her, but when she kissed him back, he felt powerless to resist. They sat in the confined space of the fort, hungry for one another, exploring this newfound territory. That was until George woke up with a screeching cry, effectively breaking the spell they were under. Peeta urged Katniss not to leave as he hurried from the room to comfort the boy back to sleep. When he returned to the space much later than he expected, he discovered Katniss fast asleep among the nest of pillows and blankets. He heaved a sigh and laid back down beside her, falling asleep quickly himself. He certainly hadn’t intended on sleeping so long that Finnick had returned home. But that meant Annie must’ve had the baby, and Peeta was eager to get the details.
Without a word, Finnick motioned for Peeta to follow with a jerk of his head. Peeta ever so gently slid out from under Katniss, allowing her to settle softly to the blanket beneath them, as he made a quick escape and followed his friend downstairs to the kitchen.
“Oh, you have got to tell me what that was all about!” Finnick jeered as he set a kettle on the stove to boil and began prepping the coffee pot.
“Wait, wait, wait.” Peeta began, holding up a hand to stop him. “Did Annie have the baby, or what? What are you doing here?” He asked with a shake of his head.
He took a seat at the kitchen island as he watched Finnick open the refrigerator in search or something. “Yeah” Finnick replied as he turned around to beam at Peeta. “She’s the most perfect little thing, Peet.” He continued on as he shut the refrigerator  door and plucked a banana from its bunch on the counter nearby.
“What’s her name?” Peeta asked as he stood to grab himself a mug and a teabag, hearing the tea kettle begin to simmer.
“Cora” Finnick replied with a grin as he peeled his piece of fruit. “Annie was seriously amazing. I mean, she’s always amazing, but to see her so strong? Gets me every time.” Finnick gushed as he took a bite.
The two men sat quietly for a moment while Peeta waited for the water to boil.
“So are you going to explain the good looking brunette that was sleeping on you this morning, or shall I make my own assumptions?” Finnick puzzled, throwing away his peel.
Peeta shot his friend a look which was met with a wry smile. He gave a sigh as he turned off the stove and poured the steaming liquid into his mug. “I’m not exactly sure how it all happened, but one minute we were arguing and the next, we were...we were...” he trailed off, ducking his head and fighting the smile that played on his lips.  
Finnick leaned on the counter by his side and Peeta could feel his friend’s eyes boring into him, expecting more. Peeta stayed silent and  returned to his seat at the kitchen island.
“Oh, come on!” Finnick protested. “That’s it? You’ve got to give me more than that!” He argued, standing across from Peeta with his arms crossed. “What were you arguing about?”
“She doesn’t think can she can trust me. She said online me and real life me are two different things.” Peeta began. Finnick rolled his eyes and nodded his head as if this point were obvious.
“She just makes me crazy, ya know? But seriously though, her lips!” Peeta got out just before he heard Finnick clear his throat and saw his eyes dart over his head; his body language changing suddenly.
Peeta turned to see Katniss standing in the doorway of the kitchen. She clutched her purse to her chest with one arm, and ran a hand through her hair with the other. Peeta sat frozen.
“Good morning!” Finnick offered cheerfully.
“Good morning.” She replied bashfully as she stepped further into the kitchen.
“Hey.” Peeta offered as he stood and walked toward her putting his hands in his pockets. “How are you? Are you hungry? Can I get you something to drink?” He rushed out in a hushed tone.
“No, thank you. I’m going to get going actually.” She replied, motioning with her thumb over her shoulder.
“I’ll walk you out.” Peeta offered as they both turned to leave.
“Nice seeing you again!” Finnick called after them, a pie-eating grin on his face.
Katniss glanced over her shoulder giving him a nod and a half hearted smile in return. Peeta shot him a look too.
Once they reached the sidewalk they stood awkwardly for a moment, facing one another. Katniss hugging her purse to her chest. As their eyes met, Peeta leaned in to meet her lips which caused Katniss to  pull back quickly from his advance. Peeta felt his cheeks heat in embarrassment, and a curious look crossed his features.
“I’m sorry.” Katniss began. “Last night was...nice, but I think we should just work on being...friends.” She offered, seeming to chose her words carefully, giving him a sympathetic look.
Peeta felt his stomach twist, his emotions raw. He wasn’t expecting to be tossed so mercilessly into the ‘friend zone’. He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ok, sure. I guess I’ll see you on Monday.”
“Yeah. See you Monday.” She replied as she turned to walk to the curb and hail a cab.
Peeta sighed and watched her leave. He ran his hands through his hair and turned to walk back inside where upon entering the kitchen he found George in Finnick’s arms with Liam and Chloe sitting at the kitchen island starting in on breakfast.
“Uncle Peeta. Where did Katniss go?” Chloe asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice.
“She had to go home.” Peeta informed her, fighting off his own disappointment. He offered her a tight smile and settled beside Liam in a seat.
“Uncle Peeta, did you know that polar bears are left handed?” Liam asked out of nowhere as he took a bite of his cereal.
Peeta sat quietly for a moment, processing this information aside from everything else pulsing through his mind. “No, no I did not.” He replied, being accustomed to the boy’s pedantic behavior.
“And did you also know that a crocodile cannot stick its tongue out? Or that a hippos’ lips are two feet wide?” He queried further.
“No, Liam. You taught me something today, thanks.” Peeta offered, giving the boy a weak smile as he ruffled his hair. He then turned and rested his head in his hands feeling completely dejected.
“So, I take it the goodbye didn’t go quite as well as your evening?” Finnick asked.
“She wants to be friends.” Peeta remarked bitterly, not bothering to lift his head. 
Finnick pulled a face that looked like something between pity and pain. “Sorry, man. I guess it’s better than nothing.” He offered sympathetically. “I mean, friends can always lead to more down the road.”
Peeta gave him a tired look. “I guess.” He finally relented. “Do you need any more help here? If not, I’m going to head out.” He said standing to his feet.
“You are hereby relinquished of your duties.” Finnick announced, bowing to him. “Kids, say goodbye to Uncle Peeta.” He said as he straightened.
As Liam and Chloe hopped off their chairs and swarmed him for hugs, Peeta couldn’t deny feeling better swathed in the children’s unconditional love. No matter how crummy he felt about how the rest of his life was going. As he left the house, he opted to walk the few blocks it took to get to his place to try and clear his head.
Peeta threw himself on his bed once he reached his apartment; hoping a nap would make him feel better. After tossing and turning for the better part of an hour, he knew sleep would not ease his racing mind. He picked up his cell phone, tempted to text Katniss. He started and erased at least twenty messages; not having the nerve to send any of them. Peeta paced his apartment trying to think of some way to pass the time. He walked into his art studio, finding comfort in the thought of zoning out with a new piece of art. As Peeta readied his palette, he realized that half of his paints were near empty from his last project. “Perfect” he muttered dryly to himself, tossing aside an empty paint tube. After a quick shower, he threw on a baseball cap with his T-shirt and jeans and headed out the door for more supplies.
“Hey Peeta, long time no see.” The store’s owner, Cinna, greeted him as he stepped up to the counter arms full of paints.
“Yeah, haven’t had much time to paint lately.” Peeta offered, not feeling conversational.
“Hey Cinna, do you have any more fixer? I couldn’t find any back there.“
Peeta turned when he heard a familiar voice nearby. His stomach made a quick flip flop once Katniss came in to view. She stopped short looking like she’d seen a ghost as her eyes met his.
“What are you doing here?” She asked looking at Peeta.
“Ran out of paint.” Peeta offered simply.
“You two know each other?” Cinna queried.
“Yes” They both replied at the same time, their eyes not leaving one another.
“What are you doing here?” Peeta asked, as he stepped closer to her.
“I had some film to develop. Cinna lets me use his dark room.” She replied.
“Katniss has been a loyal customer for years.” Cinna offered for her. “Just like you.” He remarked to Peeta as he disappeared into a nearby back room.
Peeta wondered then just how often their paths had crossed and if he had really been so oblivious not to notice. “Do you mind if I take a look?” He asked her.  
She shrugged nonchalantly as Cinna came out from behind the counter and handed her a jug of chemicals.
“Don’t be modest, you should show him.” Cinna urged. Peeta caught the blush that rose to Katniss’ cheeks. “Katniss rarely shows anyone her work. I keep telling her she needs to submit her stuff to the spring art contest City Hall hosts every year. Maybe you can convince her?” Cinna finished, giving her a wink and heading back for the counter.
Katniss shot Cinna a threatening look, before turning her gaze to Peeta. “Fine. You can come take a look.” She said sounding exasperated.
Katniss lead him to the back of the store whizzing past aisles stuffed floor-to-ceiling with bolts of fabric, endless bins of yarn, oversized canvases, camera equipment, and more. Peeta felt like he was on an adventure, having never journeyed past the front of the store; feeling overwhelmed by its size and contents. Peeta matched her pace until she slowed to a stop, allowing him the opportunity to gaze at the dozens of photographs that were hung on the wall surrounding a metal door.
“Are these yours?” He asked, feeling awestruck by what he was seeing.
“Not all of them.” She said with a shrug as she gazed at the pictures herself. “Some are my dad’s”.
Peeta glanced at her as she cleared her throat, suddenly curious to learn more about her history here. She opened the door in front of them, motioning for Peeta to enter the closet-sized room that it lead to. They were bathed in sudden darkness as Katniss followed him in, letting the door shut behind her with a loud thud.
“Katniss?” Peeta whispered, feeling claustrophobic with the lack of light in such close quarters.
“Why are you whispering?” She asked back.
“Is this it?” He wondered, voice still low, curious if there was more to her dark room than this.
He heard her snort as she apparently flipped a switch, casting an amber hue over the small room. “No, this is not it.” She smirked. “This way.” She supplied as she slid open a second door.
Peeta glanced around as he stepped carefully in to the new room. A radio quietly played classical music from one corner, the sound of running water came from another. He noticed several large black machines set up on tables. Clothesline hung from one end of the room to the other, photographs clipped here and there along the string. Peeta noticed Katniss filling a tray with the chemicals Cinna had given her. It sat among a row of other trays, within a larger tub, that was the source of the running water he had heard.  
“What is all this?” He whispered, stepping closer to her, still glancing around.
“You don’t have to whisper, Peeta. We aren’t in a library.” Katniss replied giving him a look as she set the container down on the floor.
“Oh, right.” Peeta said, clearing his throat. He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he watched her bend over one of the trays in the larger tub, poking at it with a pair of tongs. “So, what do you do?” He asked after a moment.
She stood to consider him for a moment. “Well, first you have to develop the film.” She began. He watched as she took several steps over to a small table, pulling a strip of film from it to show him. “Then you pick the image you want to develop, use the enlarger to burn the image on the paper, and develop it.” She said quickly, motioning here and there around the room.
“Uh huh.” Peeta said, feeling dumbfounded. He rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly feeling out of place in this new world.
“Come here, I’ll show you.” Katniss replied, perhaps sensing his discomfort.
She motioned him over to her side in front of the large black machine she called an enlarger. Peeta couldn’t help but breathe her in being in such close proximity. He had to quickly remind himself that they were working on being friends right now.
“Here, pick one.” She said offering him the strip of film she held in her hands.
He held the strip up toward the ceiling, struggling to discern an image in the dim amber light. After a moment, he silently offered one to her, and watched as she set it up on the machine as if it were the easiest thing in the world. She was nimble and adept, and seeing her in her element was the single most sexy thing he had ever witnessed.
“Katniss?” He whispered, leaning closely beside her.
“Yes?” She whispered back, turning her face, mere inches from his own.
His stomach tightened as he fought to remain in control; remain in the friend zone. “Could you explain ‘friends’ to me?” He said, swallowing hard, trying with all his might not to stare at her lips.
“I don’t know,” she shrugged, and straighten beside him. “I’ve never been very good at friends.”
He stood to meet her gaze, feeling that sudden heat between them that had ignited the night before. “That’s ok, I’m not either.” He replied just before he grabbed the back of her head pulling her lips to his.
He felt her arms wrap around his neck as she stood on her tiptoes to deepen the kiss between them. Peeta’s hands roamed down the sides of her body, landing on her hips. He tugged her closer to him, leaving no space between them and drove her backwards until they hit a solid surface. They both grunted from the pressure of the sudden force, but remained unfazed. Her fingertips played with the hem of his shirt, grazing sneakily over his stomach, causing him to pull back and give a breathy laugh. She pressed a smiling kiss on his lips just before his mouth pulled away again to tend to her jawline and the warm flesh of her neck.
“Ok, ok.” She coaxed as she rested her hands on his chest, pushing him away just enough to break contact.
Their breathing was ragged as they stared at each other in the near dark. After a moment, Peeta reached to twist his fingers around the hair at the bottom of Katniss’ braid. She glanced down at his hand, then back up to his eyes.
“Listen,” She started, and grabbed his hand from her hair, holding it in her own. “I know I said I wasn’t good at friends, but I do know that what we just did was not a friend thing.”
He gave her hand a squeeze, “Did you know that polar bears are left handed?” Peeta offered finally, feeling at a loss for what to say, but wanting to say so much more at the same time.  
Katniss gave him a perplexed look just before she burst out laughing. “No I did not know that.” She said as her laughter died down.
Peeta liked making her laugh, especially when it was good enough to wrinkle her nose. “Will you go out with me this Wednesday? Like a do-over?” He asked, hoping that breaking the tension between them would persuade her some.
Katniss looked at him thoughtfully for a moment. She crossed her arms over her chest, tilting her head to scrutinize him. “Ok.” She finally relinquished, squinting her eyes to glare at him suspiciously.
“Ok” He said with a final nod of his head, feeling relief wash over him. “Now can you please finish explaining this whole crazy process?” He asked feigning exasperation, motioning at the contents of her lab.
Katniss gave him a smirk and rolled her eyes, while Peeta did his best to remain on his best behavior as he settled in to an afternoon with his new friend.
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sorry to bother, but do you have any evidence on-hand for that Foods To Eat [before/after/to (do/thing)] post sourced to you? i'd like to think it's accurate information but considering it's just claims with no supporting evidence, i'm dubious. thank you!
(fruitarian diet
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The What to Eat post contains 12 snippets, therefore which one are you referring to? Are you referring to all 12 or one in particular?
I will start by saying that all 12 snippets come from The Fitness Café, they have over one million followers on Facebook where the vast majority of their content is posted I would be surprised that a network with such colossal following promote “dubious” information. That said, FYI one of the Fitness Café founders actually lost 48lbs in one year and is on his way to completing his first half marathon; unquestionably I am certain he’d be more than happy to hear your concern/feedback regarding his webpage content. Withal, there is a contact us section through their main website or you can also contact them through their FB page if you want to further verify with these guys!
As for evidence, obviously I cannot speak on behalf of the Fitness Café founders, but I can certainly throw in my 2 cents!
If you have been following me for the past 6 years, one thing you learn about me through my blog is that I am a huge advocate of Hippocrates, the father of medicine motto and philosophy; “Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food”. In other words, “you are what you eat”! Considering that every 35 days your skin replaces itself and your liver about a month with new cells coming from the foods you eat there is no doubt what you eat literally becomes you! The food you ingest can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison. I’d like to point out here that although I am an avid supporter of Hippocrates, let not thy food be confused with thy medicine: The Hippocratic misquotation… For example, I do not agree with people who believe that a fruitarian diet (Fruitarianism) cures cancer over chemotherapy, but I do believe that healthy eating may and can help prevent or lower the risk of getting severe cancer. I remember when my mom was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer her oncologist recommended her to eat plenty of fruits and vegetables/to follow a healthy diet along with her chemotherapy treatments. 
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Continuing in the same vein, it is also no secret eating a nutritious daily diet is important to maintain good health. Consuming a variety of foods helps to get the daily vitamins, minerals, protein and energy necessary for feeling your best. Many fruits, vegetables, and unprocessed whole foods have properties that can benefit our health. Studies in the past decade have taken nutritional research beyond protein, carbohydrates, fats, vitamins and minerals. Chemicals in the plants called phytochemicals have been a specific focus in the past decade, offering benefits such as cancer prevention, cholesterol reduction, and hormone regulation, to name a few.There is truly a cornucopia of nutritional benefits that have been discovered. Since the post in question is way too long I will evidently not elaborate on all 12 snippets. 
Before elaborating on some of the information contained in that post I’d like to give you a bit of a background about myself since you didn’t seem to mind reading the about me section on my blog (no pun intended). 
I’m Stephanie (you can call me Steph), I used to be a class 2 obese teen who lost 70 pounds on her own (no personal trainer, no nothing), went from 220 lbs. to 150 lbs. during my first year of college mainly by undertaking running. Long story short, running became more than just a hobby with time (obviously), so after college I decided to give it a shot and try out for the varsity track and field team. I became so passionate with everything surrounding health that I decided to add a minor in social sciences of health during my undergrad. The rest is history, that once obese kid is now a Canadian Interuniversity Sport (CIS) tracklete – FYI I am a short distance runner. All that to say, I am not just a random anon posting about health and fitness, I actually live it, breath it and studied the subject. 
Going back to the subject, as a varsity athlete and an avid runner the information contained in the Foods to eat section for: muscle gain, running, before and after workout seems to be correct to me. I can’t think of any fellow sport mate who’d say otherwise.
For example, the what to eat for running sections makes mention of quite a few carbohydrates -  if you are an athlete not only a runner you understand the vital role these micronutrients play when it comes to performing. Healthy carbohydrates of course such as grains (brown rice), sweet potatoes, bananas (such as indicated in the post).
If you are familiar with the world of running, it should be no secret to you that most runners know they should eat pasta, rice, potatoes, or other high-carb foods before a half or full marathon (which is known as carbo-load). After all, carbs are a great source of energy, and you need a lot of energy to cover 13.1 or 26.2 miles. Having said that, if you are unfamiliar with Carb science I would recommend you read on it, it’s very interesting.  
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A bit of carb science:
When you eat a bowl of spaghetti, most of the carbs are stored as glycogen in your muscles and liver. Glycogen is your body’s most easily accessible form of energy, but it’s not the only source. During a half or full marathon, you burn both glycogen and fat. But the latter is not as efficient, which means your body has to work harder to convert it into fuel.
When you run out of glycogen during a race you hit “the wall.” Your body has to slow down as it turns fat into energy. Proper carbo-loading—or filling your muscles to the brim with glycogen—won’t make you faster, but it will allow you to run your best and, if you race smartly, avoid the wall. Obviously, as mentioned above you have to choose wisely and select the proper carbs.
I personally like to stick to same carbs, sweet potatoes, plantains and berries, but runners don’t need to be so restrictive. Tortillas, oatmeal, bread, pancakes, waffles, bagels, yogurt, and juice are all easy-to-digest options. Many fruits are high in carbs but are also high in fiber—and too much can cause stomach trouble midrace. Bananas are a low-fiber choice. And you can peel apples, peaches, and pears to reduce their fiber content. Throughout the years, I have posted several posts about carbs for runners on my blog.
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Moving on, as for the muscle building snippet, I think it is pretty obvious that the foods mentioned contribute to muscle gain. All of the foods contained in the post below are loaded with protein, so I really don’t see why the information would be regarded as “dubious”. As a matter of fact, I can’t think of anyone knowledgeable about fitness and nutrition who’d think otherwise. Protein is a major micronutrient when it comes to muscles growth. Protein is made up of amino acids and amino acids are the building blocks of your muscles and body. Without them, it would be impossible to build, repair or even maintain muscle tissue. Protein is made up of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen and nitrogen. Having a sufficient amount of protein will put you in a positive nitrogen balance, or an anabolic state. Being in an anabolic state will allow you to build muscle. Protein is even described as structural components of body tissues such as muscle, hair, collagen, etc., and as enzymes and antibodies.
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As for fruits/vegetables I supposed the Fitness Café may be alluding to plant-based protein foods or carbs. A lot of fitness novices make the error of cutting carbs from their diet thinking it will help their muscles grow faster which isn’t the case at all.  As effective as high-protein diets are for losing weight and athletic performance, you still need carbs and fat for maximum muscle growth (all micronutrients). As seen above, your body uses carbs for energy during exercise. If your cache of carbs is low, your body will use protein as an alternate fuel source, and your muscles won’t grow as much as they would if you were feeding them a cocktail of protein and carbs. As for the fat, it’s vital for the production of muscle-building testosterone. (Studies show that guys who eat higher-fat diets also have higher testosterone levels). Good carbs can be obtained from a variety of vegetables and fruits.
Speaking of protein, if you paid attention to the content of the post you’ve portably noticed that protein shakes/bars and foods are mentioned in the after/before and muscle gain section. One of the most important things you learn when getting seriously into fitness is the crucial importance of proper supplementation pre-and post-workout.  Although it can vary by brand, most experts recommend taking protein in two servings: one an hour or so before your workout to tank off your body’s energy reserves, and another dose immediately after you work out to help repair muscle damage and fuel the growth of new muscles.
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As a woman, I would like to also comment of the pregnancy section before concluding. Although, I have no intention of getting pregnant anytime soon, I have been reading a lot about healthy pregnancy lately and the foods showed in that section as well seems pretty accurate to me based on my readings. For example, leafy greens such as spinach have high levels of folate and iron, and kale and turnip greens are both good calcium sources. These minerals are important during pregnancy. Furthermore, all women need 10 extra grams of protein a day during pregnancy (for a total of at least 60 grams); beans and lentils are an excellent source, with about 15 grams per cup. They’re also high in fiber, which helps to combat constipation. And 1 cup of cooked lentils meets half of your daily folate requirement. Moreover, considering that many women develop aversions to meat while pregnant. Eggs are an excellent alternative protein source, since they contain all the essential amino acids your body needs. I also really like the fact that they mentioned lean meat because during pregnancy a woman’s iron intake needs to double so it’s important to include plenty of iron-rich foods now.
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I could go on and on and give many examples, but I think you get it now. I invite to read more about health, fitness, wellness, everything surrounding wellbeing in general. Do I agree with everything Fitness Café mentioned yes and no, the world of fitness is always debating on various topic! There are a few things I would have added/changed, but overall for starters I think it’s a great post.
SOURCES:
15 Pregnancy Power Foods 
Let Food Be Thy Medicine:
https://sciencebasedmedicine.org/let-food-be-thy-medicine-and-medicine-be-thy-food-the-fetishism-of-medicinal-foods/
http://www.healthline.com/health-slideshow/superfoods-healing-powers
BOOKS:
The Healing Power of Food
Protein - The Foundation Of Building Muscle! 
The New Rules of Marathon and Half-Marathon Nutrition : A Cutting-Edge Plan to Fuel Your Body Beyond the Wall
Run Fast. Eat Slow. : Nourishing Recipes for Athletes by Shalane Flanagan
Runner’s World Meals on the Run : 150 Energy-Packed Recipes in 30 Minutes or Less by Joanna Sayago Golub
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