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tennis club senior dom minju in nothing but her sports bra and running shorts, post workout with her attire soaked in her sweat, reprimanding you for your poor performance but instead of listening you keep getting distracted by her sweaty thighjus, pitjus, and absjus, and it shows in your shorts, now dom minju is even angrier and you are gonna get punished

Special Changing Room

Kim Minju

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Tags: Pet-play, anal, humiliation kink

Happy Minju day!!! Part 2

You swing your racket then you hit the ball and it lands on the other side of the court. But then the machine shoots the next one in the far end of your side. Since you aren’t the best player you failed to hit it. Instead, you run and fall to the concrete ground. But at least that’s your set done.

You lay there exhausted. Three hours of tennis club is tiring for you and that just added to your stress from school.

“Okay, I guess that’s it for today.” Club president Eunbi says.

You stand up before you can head to your bag. Eunbi stops you. “Uhhh…is it alright if you and Minju pack up the equipment?”

“Yes, Sunbae.” You salute her.

Minju looks at you. Her expression is pissed.

“Ya! Hurry up. I have a drama to watch when I get home. Start packing up.”

You pick up the balls around the court. But you see that you are the only one doing it.

“Sunbaenim, aren’t you suppose to do something?”

“Me? I’m just here to make sure that you aren’t slacking off.”

“Yeah right! I’m always doing this.” You mumble to yourself. You have always been by yourself packing up the equipment especially if you and Minju are assigned together.

Once you are done you look around, everyone has left and probably even left the changing room. It is empty except for the one other person in the court, Minju. She is still on her phone doing whatever she is doing. You head to her and get down to your knees.

“Master. Please…I’m horny.”

“Horny? You have to do more than that…do more pet.”

You bow to her. All the way to the floor, hands on the ground. “Please master.”

“Say ‘please master’ again.”

“Please master. I want to have an orgasm.”

“Hmmm…no.”

“What?!” You look up at her. “Please master. I want your touch. Your thighs. Yours pits. Your abs.”

She takes a deep breath. It seems like she is getting turned on. “Pet. I can’t just give you whenever you want. I should be the one to tell you when we should have sex.”

You bow back then again. “Please master I want sex. I want a release.”

“What if I give you what will you give me?”

“Anything! I’ll give anything!”

“Really then.”

“Yes!”

“Strip naked.”

“Naked?”

“Yes.”

“Completely?”

“Did I stutter?”

You start undressing. First with your sweaty shirt then your drenched shorts and underwear. Now you are bare to the elements, you are wearing nothing but your shoes which Minju graciously allows you to wear.

“How are you horny if you’re soft?” Minju pouts.

“Please master. I want sex.”

“Come with me. Bring my stuff as well.”

You shuffle your way with Minju, trying to cover your private parts. But then Minju turns around and takes a picture.

“Master! What are you doing?!”

“Insurance, plus maybe I want some material at home. You looking like a tasty snack.”

Finally, you’re able to get indoors, with less chance for someone random to spot you naked. You are in the locker rooms. Minju looks at you as you instinctively head to the male showers. But Minju stops you.

“Don’t you want sex?” She leans up and whispers to your ear then licks inside.

She drags your inside and throws you to the changing room. You fall to the floor, embarrassed.

“Come on, aren’t you horny?”

“Yes, master.” You crawl your way up to her.

Minju removes her shirt, exposing her sports bra and in all its glory, her abs and pits. She removes her skirt as well. Now her thighs are presented to you as well. All sweaty and juicy.

“You know what to do.” Minju looks down at you.

You start to lick between her thighs. It is a very familiar feeling. It isn’t something you haven’t done before. You have all the experience you need to please Minju.

You lick her under her thighs then around the top. Your hands grab her legs and push it upwards.

Minju leans back and enjoys everything.

You poke your tongue at her panties. But you feel a huge slap on your face. “Not there, pet.” Minju punishes you.

You leave the already wet panties and head up to her abs. It isn’t as defined as the other club members like Hitomi or Hyewon but you’ll still enjoy this. There is a small eleven that you can see and that’s where you first go. Your taste buds lick the valley between her strong muscles. She flexes them and wiggles her body as she receives a bit of pleasure.

Then you move to her lips, kissing them. Her lips are soft. The kiss is amazing. It is ravenous and rough. But somehow very pleasurable. Minju directs your hand to her encased breasts. It may be stuck in her sports bra but you can still feel the delicate mounds.

Minju’s hand is now on your cock. She strokes it roughly and furiously. It is slightly painful but it is the sensation that you have been yearning for all day. Her hand is better than what you can ever do in your own bedroom.

“Pet, do you want pussy?”

“Yes, master. I want your pussy.”

“Very good. I’ll give you my pussy. Lie down.” She commands.

You lay on the floor, perfectly flat. Minju removes her panties. The action is seductive. Then she stuffs her panties in your mouth.

“Don’t make a single sound. I’m going to moan and you’re going to be jealous. Okay?”

You nod.

Then she impales herself with your cock. The pleasure is insane. Even if you have been in her walls several times each moment is still tight. You can feel her walls constrict your shaft.

Then Minju moves up and down. First slowly then she starts to move faster and faster. She moves up, down, forwards, and backward then left and right. Things is that still tingle you. Your tip is reaching as far as it can. Every inch going as deep as it can.

“Fuck, pet. Your cock is amazing. Why is it so good?”

You cannot answer. Her sports bra is still in your mouth. You cannot spit it out in fear that it is just going to go back in but deeper.

Suddenly Minju removes her panties from your mouth. You can take a deep breath as you are free. But it doesn’t last long as her finger goes inside your mouth. You try to keep your gag reflexes in. Her fingers are at the back of your throat.

She removes her fingers from your mouth then she grabs your hands and makes them grope her breasts. You massage them and play with them so soft and perfect that you do not want to let go.

But you let go of her breasts as she dives to your lips and kisses them. Your hand leads to her back and massages it. This isn’t a passionate kiss but since it is rough you try to keep it in.

“Pet…” Minju breaks the kiss.

“Yes?”

“Do you want anal?”

“Anal? We haven’t done that before.”

“There is always a first time.”

Minju readjust. This time her puckered asshole is now on top of your tip. It is difficult at first. Each inch going down your shaft is painful. It is even tighter than her pussy. It is like you can feel her inside get torn apart.

Finally, you are fully inside Minju’s asshole. But she doesn’t move instead she shows a face of pain. So what you do is that you carry her, still with you cocky inside her, and move her to the benches. Now you can use your own movements to thrust inside Minju. It is much easier for you to move instead to Minju. She has tried all her might be on top of you and now she is tired.

Now, you are in control. You are the one that is dictating the pace. As you are still yet to adjust to the small size, you go slowly. Each movement slowly goes deeper and deeper. But you gently increase speed. You try your best to go faster and faster. You can see Minju’s eyes show pleasure. You never thought such pain on a girl would bring delight.

Then you can feel it. Your legs grow weak. Your cock is throbbing. You are going to release your cum.

“Fuck, Master. I’m going to cum.”

Minju starts playing with her clit.

“Cum faster, pet. Cum faster.”

Now you are at full speed. You thrust as fast as you can, going at speeds you haven’t done before. All of the juices inside Minju’s body allow you to go such.

Then you shoot. All of your cum shoots inside Minju’s rectum. Your legs give way and you lay there on the floor again. Ropes and ropes of cum are now inside Minju’s ass.

You and Minju breathe heavily. You are both tired from the session.

“Sunbae…”

“Yes?”

“That was amazing…”

“Yes that was.” Minju sits up and feels the cum oozing out of her hole. “You came a lot.”

Your turn you head and see your white liquid leak out of Minju. “I did?”

“Now, let’s shower.”

You stand up and walk to the door.

Minju looks at you. “Not there silly. Let’s shower together.”

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rizzoto-whump · 3 months

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Introduction

Hello! It's been a while since my last introduction, so I thought it's time for a new one.

You can call me Rizzo! I've changed my username from rizzamacka-whump to rizzoto-whump. I've been active in the whump community since 2021.

I really enjoy whump, and I don't have specific squicks or triggers. Here are some of my favorite tropes:

Physical whump: Torture, beating, biting, noncon—you name it. I just like to see Whumpee with blood and bruises on their skin.

Military whump: Whump with a military setting has a ton of potential. I like to see a pathetic Whumpee in uniform or the war criminal Whumper. In my own OC world, a Whumpee is accused of a coup d'état by the government, leading them to a labor camp.

Older Whumpee: Yes, yes, yes. Easier to hurt, and a fragile body, especially if they have a younger whumper with abundant stamina ready to hurt them.

Multiple Whumpers with a single Whumpee: Taking turns to torture—hmmm, so tasty.

Reverse power imbalance: I don't know why, but I love this trope so much. Something like a richer, older Whumpee paired with a poorer, younger whumper. Maybe this trope isn't very popular, I don't know, but I just enjoy it.

(Please, if you have a story like that, comment—I want to read it!)

Most of my content will be art/fic, and simple whump prompts. Especially with art/fic, it will contain my OCs:

James Zhang (40, Whumpee): A good and kind Colonel, loved and respected by many people.

Ronald van den Berg (21, Whumper): James' subordinate, also a war criminal.

Okay, that's it! Let's enjoy more whump, fellas!

#whump #whump prompt #whump art #whump community #whump meta #whump OC #military whump #older whumpee #whump introduction #whump tropes

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nowitswetme · 2 years

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Dirty Talk from Dean’s Magic Mouth

Word Count: ~1075

Warnings: all the dirty talk - consistent use of the f word, slight domDean, slight degradation, thigh riding, mentions of p-in-v sex and rough sex, and pure addictive heaven from Dean’s perfect lips

A/n: part of the Dean Winchester NSFW Alphabet

No one in the history of ever has been as good at dirty talk as Dean Winchester is. He’s oh so crazy good at it. Like, could-make-you-cum-with-just-his-words-in-under-two-minutes crazy good. A literal lifetime of practice in smooth talking of all sorts has made him insanely talented with his words. Which is a very good thing. Because since his mind is always going, so is his mouth.

He’s irresistible in person. You’ve routinely gone from calm and composed to completely soaked in twenty seconds. There’s nothing like hearing Dean purr his own special brand of dirty poetry in his low, lust-soaked timbre. That same deep voice and verbal talent also make him easily the best over-the-phone fuck that you can possibly imagine. Expertly coaxing you to ecstasy with his detailed descriptions and filthy fantasies. He’s made you cum while he’s on the other end of the line more times than you can count. Even from a distance, Dean never stops until he’s sent your pussy over the peak a good few times.

You really honestly think he could make a fortune selling naughty audios. Ya think so? Shit. Maybe I missed my calling, Sweetness. Ummm yeah. He absolutely did. Anyone would pay a fortune to be blessed enough to get off to those staggeringly sexy words. How he can be so incredibly filthy and yet somehow sweet at the same time is a beautiful mystery to you. Ya know, I really think I should get to speak for myself here. Gotta give the full impression when my reputation for havin’ a tempting tongue’s at stake. Fair point. Have at it, Dean. Whatcha wanna hear, y/n? Hmmm? I know whatcha need, Sweetness. Come lean into my chest and lay your head back so I can say it right here in your ear and drive you a little nuts, yeah?

Wanna hear about how much I fuckin’ love your body? How I’ve never seen anything so mesmerizing? How I wanna lay you down and tie your hands above your head and work my mouth over every last inch of you until you’re beggin’ for my cock? I’m so thirsty for you, Sweetness. Mmmm. Always so fuckin’ thirsty. Wanna taste your sweet pussy and run my hands over your gorgeous curves and pull you apart, piece by piece, until the only thing left in that pretty little head of yours is how crazy, intensely, unbelievably good I make you feel, y/n. He pauses his skilled seduction for a few seconds to run his hands over you and give a full, wet kiss to your neck right there below the ear he’s been murmuring sin into. And a small part of you registers that you should probably be ashamed of the fact that you’re practically panting and decidedly wet already. But the rest of you doesn’t care. At all. Not when it’s at his lips. Want some more, Sweetness? Oh, fuck yes. I think about you like this when I’m strokin’ myself, ya know. About you – all strung out with that same gorgeous, lust-glazed look in your adorable eyes that they’ve got in them now. And those sexy little whimpers falling from your tasty, perfect, pillow-soft lips. Your blissed out brain lost to anything but the dizzying pleasure I’m givin’ you. Desperate for my fingers, or my mouth, or my big, thick cock. Fuck, and I wanna give ‘em to ya, Sweetness. You want that? Want me to make you feel too fuckin’ good for words? Oh fuck. Please, Dean. Mmmm, fuck. That’s it. I love it when you beg like that, y/n. Fuck. Can you feel me against your ass, Sweetness? Makes me so damn steely to hear you plead for me to take you apart. Fuck, it’s so hot. Kills me when you’re so drunk on my love and my lust that you can’t do anything but surrender to your need for me, Sweetness. Do it again, yeah? Yes, Dean. Please. Please, anything you want. He starts to tease his fingers under the edge of your panties, reveling in the way you’re so exquisitely turned on by his voice and his potent praises.

Anything I want, huh? What if I wanna keep you spread out over me, just like this? Strip you down and swirl slow, sweet circles of perfect pressure over your clit until you’re so damn achy that you’re all shaky and whiny and desperately needy. You gonna be good for me? Let me play with you all night and get you high on lust and longing? Fuck. Wanna make you feel like you’re floatin’ on a cloud of carnal pleasure and you never wanna come down, Sweetness. Or maybe I wanna flip you around. Settle my hands on your hips and help you grind yourself over my thigh while I keep spinnin’ sin in your ear. Make your swollen clit so fuckin’ achy that you beg me to let you cum, right here on my thigh like a frantic whore. Fuck, it’s addictive when you’re cravin’ me that badly, y/n. Can’t get enough of it. Mmmm. Yeah, that’s what we’re gonna do.

In a flash, he has you spun around and over his thigh, face plastered with a smug smirk and hands guiding you back and forth in slow, calculated movements. That’s it, Sweetness. Feels sooo good under your pretty pussy, doesn’t it? Fuck. You’re already seconds from spiraling, aren’t ya? I can tell. That’s my girl, y/n. Always so good for me. Mmmm. But you know you’re not cummin’ yet, right? Can’t have that, Sweetness. Gonna need you to wait for when you’re wrapped around me, all full and floaty and feeling fuckin’ amazing. Gonna make you scream, Sweetness. You’re gonna be chantin’ my name whether you want to or not. I’m gonna hit that sweet spot deep up inside you that makes you fuckin’ sing. Over and over again. And I’m not stoppin’ there, y/n. We’re goin’ until you’re hopelessly spent and I finally decide to grant mercy to your poor, sore pussy so she can rest up for tomorrow. How’s that sound, Sweetness? Should I carry you to my bed and fuck you until you can’t speak? Think you can handle it? Mmmm c’mon. You know I’ll pamper the hell outta you afterwards. Yeah? Good girl, y/n. Let’s go.

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#dean winchester abcs #dean winchester x reader #dean x reader #dean winchester smut #supernatural smut #nsfwabcs #winniewrites

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siberat · 5 months

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“So, what shall I sink my teeth into next? *Scans the table* Ah, how about this juicy coal burger? One can never go wrong with the classics! Just look at that thick patty! *Shows to the camera, then takes a huge bite* MMmm-MMm-MMMM! Tastes delicious! The bun is so fresh, and the pickles give the burger a nice crunchy zest!

*Licks his lips* Well, let’s move on to an ask, sound good? We have another anonymous asking, ‘Have there been others who know about your scrumptious eating escapades?’ *Raises optic ridges* Scrumptious would be an understatement, wouldn’t you agree? Naturally, Rat/chet is aware of my overindulgent tendencies, and to be honest, I have received some double takes. However, I try to limit going overboard. *Licks coal burger juice from fingers* Usually, I won’t consume so much tasty food in one sitting. Oh! *Stuffs another bite of burger in his mouth* Swe/rve tends to bring me mini-cupcakes and treats of the sort, demanding me to tell him which tastes the best. And I give him my honest opinion.

*Shrugs and frowns* Yet, those tasty baked treats never make it on his menu. And you know, I swear one evening, I smelt the loveliest aromas coming from his locked bar. I knew Swe/rve was baking up something good! *Finishes the burger* But the next day, no baked goods were added to the menu. And yes, you can bet that I was first in line when his bar opened! But anyways, I have not maintained a chiseled frame regularly, but the weight gain isn’t overly noticeable all the time. I still want to be able to enjoy my swordsmanship, after all. *Wipes mouth on napkin*

I demolished that coal burger, haven’t I? *Pats belly* Oofff…. My stomach is getting nice and tight already. There’s no decision on what to try next based on this anonymous question: ‘Who is the fastest at finishing a large bottle of Doctor Chunk?’ Supposedly, Rodi/mus claims to be the best chugger of drinks. He said he could drink this whole bottle in under 20 seconds. *Picks up bottle of Soda* I beg to differ. I think I can out-chug him. What do you think? *Winks* Shall I give it a go? Okay… someone time me…*Brings bottle to lips* And go! *Starts chugging*

*Optics open wide, chugging ends* Oh my! *Belches loudly; servo covers mouth in embarrassment* Please excuse me! *Stifles another belch before resuming chugging; however, it doesn’t last long* Oh, my stars, that carbonation burns! I’m almost there! *Shows only one-third of the bottle remaining* I think I can make it! *Continues to chug the drink until finished*

All done! *Belches out a long, noisy burp* Where have my manners gone? *Stomach gurgles* My tummy…*Winces* So much pressure…

*Loud, audible clank is heard* Oh my! *Optics open wide in shock, cheeks flush as his stomach plating busts out and shoots across the room* How embarrassing! I’m busting out all over the place…literally! *Servo’s rub at exposed protomesh belly* However, I feel so much better now. Like, so much more room has become available! *Smirks at camera* So, what was my time? Did I beat Rodi/mus?

*Furrows brows* Thirty-five seconds? Are you sure? I downed that drink quicker than that! *Pouts* Oh well. I guess we’ll have to let our dear captain hold that title. For now, at least. Now, onto our next question and dish. We have two askers, annony and Alcorian, asking the same question, relating to how much I have polished off so far and whether I can finish in one stream. *Clears throat* Being a dedicated individual, I always plan to finish what I start! And how could I resist all this tantalizing food? Take this Cyber-city Onion soup, for example. *Picks up bowl covered in warm, melted cheese and shows camera* Just look at that rich, melted lithium cheese blanketing over a generously sized piece of bread, bathing in a warm broth of caramelized onions. *Stabs spoon into the cheese, scooping broth* Doesn’t this look delightful? One of my favorite types of soups! *Eats spoonful, pulling at the cheese strands to break them off* Hmmm, so good!

Moving on to the next question, and this is a good food question from another Anon: ‘What’s your favorite profile? There are all kinds, of course, like sweet and spicey or savory and salty. Do you have a favorite, or do you like them equally?’ Well, this one is rather hard. The easy answer would be to say I like them all equally. *Grins sheepishly* I suppose it depends on my mood. Sometimes, one craves a salty snack, like some ener-nuts or potassium crisps.

Sweets? *Face scrunches in joy* Who can resist them? I used to chide Rat/chet for his love of those junky, sweet snacks, goading him to eat healthier. Now I’m sure he wishes he never forced me to try one of his favorite little treats-Ka/on dogs. *Smiles, scooping more cheese and soup on spoon* They look like hot dogs, but the bun is chocolate cake, and the ‘hot dog’ is deliciously sweet cream. *Licks lips* By golly, they are so good! What have I been missing out on all my life? *Eats more soup*

And one can never go wrong with those savory foods! I love those dishes that have been slow-cooked for a long time or aged to perfection! *Gives belly a pat* I cannot resist those meals of roasted cyber-chicken, pasta with garlic and olive oil, pies like quiche…*Gives a chef’s kiss* The list goes on!

But my absolute favorite must be spicy. Foods that give a little kick are just amazing! Eating spice triggers heat receptors to activate inside your frame, tricking your sensory net to feel as if you are overheating. In response to that, your processor turns on your cooling systems. So, you don’t taste the heat; you feel the heat. *Slurps some more soup* Get what I am saying? Food that bites back…*Laughs*

There is nothing left of this soup! *Shows empty bowl* That really hit the spot! And do you know what I have been eyeing for the longest time? This loaded potato! Just look at this monster! * Picks up dish* This has been twice baked, making it such a creamy and cheesy masterpiece! * Takes a heaping forkful* Not only that, but the cyber-bacon also gives a nice, salty crunch! Hmmmm So good!

But onto our next question. Anon asks: ‘I know you had a difficult past. Did it take you a while to get comfortable eating such tasty meals, either alone or in front of others? Or were you pretty comfortable from the beginning?’ Well, this is kind of a double-edged sword, if I may say so. Being a street mech, you kind of eat whatever you can get, whenever you can. Sometimes, your meal only consisted of a handful of scraps. *Idly shrugs* Other times, you hit the motherload! And when you can upon a feast, you ate as much as you simply could. Sure, you could try stashing it away for later, but there’s the chance of the food spoiling beyond consumption or others finding it and devouring it on you.

*Sadly, looks down* I mean, I would share with a few mechs; please don’t mistake me for being selfish. But not everyone shared nor cared about taking a starving mech’s food. Kinda had to look out for yourself first. *Stabs more cheesy baked potato* But outside of being homeless…in the beginning, that mentality was still present. Loading up my plate with as food that could fit, finding a seat furthest away from anyone, and scarfing the food down as quickly as possible. *Shakes helm* Wi/ng would hate that. And how I guarded my dish as I ate. Slag, he would yell whenever I’d growl! He claimed I had no reason to behave like that. Looking back, I didn’t. But old habits die hard, yeah? *Stuffs another heaping forkful of food into mouth*

But as far as enjoying eating tasty meals- that was instant. I mean, anything is better than dumpster diving! *Smiles and shrugs* But as far as indulging my joys of being stuffed… generally keep that to the privacy of my own habsuit. *Gives a shy look* I kept this a secret from Rat/chet for a bit, if I may be honest. I feared him seeing this overeating as more of a bad habit, or a new addiction. Or… I know this is going to sound bad… * Bites lower lip* I feared he may not like a, ah…. plusher figured mech. Yeah, I am sure you could imagine his reaction on hearing that! His optics nearly singed holes through my frame as I sat hidden in a corner of my habsuit stuffing my face silly. Rat/chet may join me on occasion, but generally I tend to keep to myself.

*Chuckles* Yeah, a live video feed of this mukbang kinda breaks that secrecy, but being behind a camera is different than in real life. It’s not so much that I am embarrassed, more so that other mechs can simply be rude about things and resort to childish behaviors such as teasing or bullying. *Cheekily grins* Plus, hearing all your encouraging words really helps!

See? *Shows emptied plate* This double-baked goodness has been gobbled up! This meal is quite satisfying so far! *Looks at camera* And what about you guys? Care to share what you have been munching on? What are some of your favorite dishes? Maybe we have similar tastes in some foods, huh?

*Optics scan table* Speaking of tastes…. What should I sample next?

… ……

Still taking on more askes! So, if you have a question for Dr/ift, send it in! You can send multiples. Also, if you wanted to ask as another TF character- just state so! Let’s keep this mukbang going and see if our dear sword/smech can handle all that food infront of him!

#chubformers #siberatart #mukbang #chubby belly #weight gain game #digital art #chub art

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mongpht · 1 year

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Idia Shroud Apprentice Chef SR Personal Story [translate]

Cook stuffed bell peppers~ Part 1

Kitchen

Ghost Chef: Now I'm going to ask you to make Stuffed Peppers… Idiya-kun, have you ever cooked?

Idia: А….. That's… N-no.

Ghost Chef: Oh, are you nervous? This program is designed for newbies like you. It's okay if you fail at something!

Idia: Oh. That's the default value for me… No… it's too complicated to explain. Let's just leave it unexplained.

Ghost Chef: Idia-kun? Are you sure you want to keep this up?

Idia: …please.

Ghost Chef: First let's prepare the bell peppers. Take the biggest part. Cut it off and remove the seeds and the white part inside with your fingers. The seeds stick to the peppers and can be difficult to remove, but they are not tasty if they are left. Make sure you remove them carefully.

Idia: Rounded bell peppers on a flat cutting board. Slicing, for example… oh~, is not stable*. I'm not kidding about getting hurt over a lesson that doesn't matter. Hold it tight and… careful… careful… careful.

*cuts*

Idia: …Ugh, I was so nervous. So, next, I'm gonna remove the contents with my fingers, and… Ugh… that damp feeling, I hate it so much. ……

Ghost Chef: You have to be gentle and careful not to damage the vegetable. But there's a lot of work ahead, so don't drag it out.

Idia: What…? Which to choose, caution or swiftness! Eeek, the seeds are clinging to your hands… Ugh.

Ghost Chef: After removing the seeds, slice the bell peppers into 2 cm wide circles. Take care to cut the slices evenly so that the thickness does not vary.

Idia: … If you're so sure, why don't you consider using something other than a knife? I'm sure a beginner would make a mistake! I don't know…?

Ghost Chef: You don't have to think so hard. It's just a guide.

Idia: Oh, as long as it fits into the framework? Then say so at the beginning…

Ghost Chef: The first step is to prepare the seeds for the filling. The ingredients are placed in a bowl according to the recipe.

Idia: You will need to measure out: 1/4 cup breadcrumbs, 2 tablespoons milk, egg, salt and ground pepper… "Just a little". To your taste. A recipe that is impossible to replicate, as half the recipe is "to the taste of the cook". An incredibly vague recipe. If I really liked peppers, I think it would be a little different???

Ghost Chef: Hmmm… With this recipe, I'd say you need about 3 pinches. You just do a quick flick with your wrist 3 times on the jar and poof!

Idia: Poof! The way you flick your wrist, with what force. There are a lot of mistakes in how you flick your wrists, how much force you use, difference in physique and so on.

Ghost Chef: There are so many. I never thought I'd be asked about it.

Idia: …Ha, well, okay. If we have more free time. It's a hassle, let's just brush it off and decide as we go along…

Ghost Chef: But still, you're very inquisitive. You care a lot about details, don't you? Have you become a bit more interested in cooking?

Idia: No…? Yes, how did that happen…? It's… First of all, I'm not interested in food per se at all. In fact, I often forget to eat…

Ghost Chef: Yee!? Your family will be worried.

Idia: Well… I've tried a lot of nutrition apps. My brother does a lot more than these nutritional management apps… When I decided to take this course, I said I hoped it would spark an interest in cooking.

Ghost Chef: You're a very good brother. And what do you think of the course?

Idia: I'm really trying, but. Cooking for myself is a waste of time when eating is such a hassle. But in general, there's nothing better than a full meal.

Ghost Chef: Master-Chef fails! But look, kitchen appliances have come a long way lately! There are even pots and pans that you just put the necessary ingredients and seasonings in and they automatically cook the dish for you!

Idia: Ah… Why learn to cook from scratch when you have such a handy saucepan?

Ghost Chef: No, no, no, you still cut and measure the ingredients. You have to do all the work yourself.

Idia: Why do that? You could do more with appliances!

Ghost Chef: Really? I think cooking on your own is amazing.

Idia: If you're going to call it 'automatic cooking', at least start by preparing the ingredients and measuring out the seasonings. You put the ingredients in a saucepan, cover and wait for a while. Then all you have to do is transfer it to a plate ~ like this.

Ghost Chef: If a pot like this were actually made, we could lose our jobs.

Idia: If you want to create a kitchen appliance "Idia Incarnate"… First of all, we will definitely quantify the expression "a little". To do this, I need to collect data based on the actual cooking process. Chef, I will collect data for the production of a kitchen appliance. Can I leave the actual work to you?

Ghost Chef: That's impossible! I'm very glad you're motivated! But you have to do all the work yourself!

Cook stuffed bell peppers~ Part 2

Kitchen

Ghost Chef: Lightly sprinkle the inside of the bell peppers with flour and fill them with the seeds you have just mixed in. You can substitute other flour, but… Basically, follow the recipe as it will affect the finished product.

Idia: Ah, the same principle that interchangeable parts work well, but the original parts are better. I get it.

Ghost Chef: Original parts…? Phew, that's an expression I don't understand. Okay, now take the seeds. Make sure you put them densely and generously inside the bell peppers so there are no voids.

Idia: Hiii… The minced meat clings to my fingers oooh! Is this another pattern that can't be quantified? I have to adjust the number of seeds according to the inner diameter of the paprika. The only way to calculate the appropriate number of grams is to collect the data several times in the same operation?… haha, I have everything collected.

Ghost Chef: Then bake it. The important thing is to let the pan reach the right temperature before laying out the peppers. Don't forget to grease the pan with oil before heating. Keep the temperature on a medium level.

Idia: …What is the right temperature in the first place? How do I know if my pan has the right temperature?

Ghost Chef: Hold your hand over the frying pan. If it's warm, it's ready.

Idia: That's it, use your hands again! The boundary between warm and hot varies a lot from person to person… One thing after another. More and more data has to be collected…

Ghost Chef: I'll check it this time. Let's see… Yes, that's about the right temperature. Idia-kun, try to hold it.

Idia: How warm, how hot…? Yes, chef… I need to measure the temperature of the surface of the pan…

Ghost Chef: Hmmm, there are such devices, but… Not in our kitchen.

Idia: Well, that's to be expected… There's nothing I can do about it. Maybe I should just give up this time and get started.

*shhhh*

Idia: Hiya! Oil crackles and splatters… Eeek! Don't swoop down on me!

Ghost Chef: Idia-kun, stay with me! Put all the rest of the stuffing in the pan!

Idia: No, but there's no way I can get close when there's oil splattering around! I need protective clothing… or at least a shield! What you see there is… A lid for the pan, not for the pot! It's a starting device, but it's better than nothing! With one hand on the other, here we go!

*shhhhhh*

Idia: The mission of putting the stuffed peppers in the pan is complete. Now we can take a break…

Ghost Chef: Turn over the first one you put down or it'll burn! Get the spatula!

Idia: Hee, no time to rest!

Idia: Ha, ha… …I managed to finish…

Ghost Chef: Good job. The judges should be here by now, it's time to bring in the dish.

Cafeteria

Сater： Oh, so it was Idiah-kun who cooked for us. Kei-kun will act as your judge~♪

Idia: Eeek!

Cater: Trying food cooked by my classmates is a new experience for me. I can't wait to see the stuffed bell peppers you made, Idia!

Idia: A lot of pressure even before the food is served. Ah…・・ Here… This way, this way… That's it…

Cater: Thank you~ Wow! It looks great! Colourful and the shape is cute and floral! Can I take a quick picture before I eat it?

Idia: W-well… Uh… D-do whatever you want…

*click-click-click*

Idia: Is this, my cheesy streak spreading on the internet? It's not funny at all…

Cater: …I'm done taking pictures! Time to try it!

*chews*

Cater: …Delicious!

Idia: What? Eeek…n-not to deny that it's overcooked, and if anything, it's burnt in places, but… ?

Cater: Yes, there are some burnt areas. But all in all, it's better than an uncooked dish.

Idia: Is that a… a distraction? Or is it just that Kater-schi's taste buds have a wide area to hit…?

Ghost Chef: Good for you, Idia-kun. You have a passing grade.

Idia: Waa… At least it wasn't bad…. The course is over. It's hard not to say "Passed, program complete!"… I'll have to spend the rest of my time pondering the design of the "Idia Incarnate" cooking appliance*. Oh really, it's time to get on with it~!

*Idia means that the peppers may not stand straight. The knife may slip, or the pepper may turn the other way round, etc.

*Calambour with Idia's name and the word 'idea'

#twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #twst #twst idia #idia shroud

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Butler's Halloween / Chapter 9 - Halloween-like

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~ After a while ~

Lono: "Alright!

I guess I'm done with the prototype. Scone with lots of pumpkin and… Mont Blanc made with freshly harvested chestnuts! Well, here you go! Please taste it guys."

I tasted the scones and the mont blancs as requested by Lono. Both were as delicious as those from the finest stores.

> "So tasty!"

Fennesz: "Yes! That's what I'm talking about, Lono."

Nac: "It is hard to believe that you can make pastries this good on such a small budget… I am sure the visitors will love these treats as well."

Lono: "Oh, I see… it's good, then."

Contrary to our great satisfaction with the taste... Lono's expression seemed a bit less cheerful.

> "What's wrong, Lono?"

Lono: "Huh? No, um…"

Fennesz: "Could it be… there is something on your mind?"

Lono: "Nah… It's not something that bothers me that much. If I could expect more... I just think it looks a little too plain."

Nac: "The looks...?"

Lono: "Yes. I think this pastry lacks a festive touch… Normally, Bastien and I would come up with a decorative touch afterwards."

Nac: "I see… Lono, you were thinking that 'the sweets should have fun Halloween-like decorations,' right?"

Lono: "Oh, no! I was just wondering. We don't have a budget this time... I think it's good enough as it is."

Nac: "Hmmm… Indeed, Lono's concern is valid. I think the customers might appreciate it if the snacks had a little more impact. So here is a suggestion.... How about decorating the mont blancs with orangettes?"

> "Orangette...?"

Nac: "Fufu… And then we can use this chocolate to draw a face on the mont blanc… If we cut the orangette and decorate it like ears... See? Isn't it cute?"

Fennesz: "It's true! Just like Muu!"

Lono: "Hahaha! Yes, this one has a great impact! This will definitely sell, no doubt about it!"

> "Great idea, Nac"

Nac: "Fufufu. Thank you very much, my lord."

Fennesz: "Ah, but... It certainly looks so much better... But if we were to add orangettes... I think that would be way over our budget, wouldn't it?"

Nac: "No problem, don't worry about that. I usually have a stockpile of orangette ingredients. If it's not enough, I will pay for it out of my own pocket. Therefore, the budget of the mansion will not be charged at all!"

Lono: "Eh? But then… Mr. Nac, you'll have to pay for everything yourself…"

> "Are you sure about that?"

Nac: "Yes, no problem at all. I can make even better pastries with my beloved orangettes… and if it can even save the mansion from its financial crisis… I couldn't be happier!"

Lono: "R-really? You're not actually pushing yourself too hard, right? Mr. Nac, you always put the mansion before yourself…"

Nac: "Well, well? Are you really that worried about me, Lono?"

Lono: "Of course I am. I have the impression that you're always working, Mr. Nac. I'm an early riser myself, and yet it's still a mystery to me when you sleep."

Fennesz: "That's right... Nac's workload is quite heavy, even among the butlers. He goes out for negotiations together with Mr. Lucas.... He handles most of the external affairs.

In addition to that, he handles the tedious financial and administrative matters… He even goes on night patrols every night…

The phrase 'behind the scenes'... It really is meant for Nac."

> "You are amazing, Nac"

Nac: "Fufufu… Thank you very much, everyone. Your kind words are very much appreciated. But please do not worry! I, Nac, am really fine. It's my pleasure to be of service to the lord and everyone in the mansion. Even now, I am filled with happiness when I receive words of gratitude from everyone like this…"

Lono: "Is that so? I sure hope that's the case... Oh, that's right. When I have time, I'll make you an orangette.

Actually, I heard that you like orangettes… so I've been studying the recipe for orangette.

I will make you the most delicious orangette in the world! Please keep an eye out for it."

Nac: "Oh...! What a kind and energetic young man. Thank you very much. I am eagerly looking forward to it. Also, if possible, could you prepare one for the lord as well…?"

Lono: "Of course! Please look forward to it."

> "Thank you, guys"

Fennesz: "Fufu... In any case, it seems that the treats for the party will be fine now."

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#Butler's halloween #no more akuneko tag sorry for what I've been doing until now #experimenting on formatting text #I forgot to comment how much the previous chapter reminds me of twst #from chestnut to mushroom mania I love both in both games

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The Bonds Oranges Connect

Millet's initial 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: kitchen (morning) ; atelier (morning) | Characters: Millet, Van Gogh, Munch, Jan, Hubert, Hiroshige, Aoi/MC

Hiroshige: Mmmh… It has a harmonious balance of sourness and sweetness. Everyone, you're all very good cooks.

Jan: Yeah! Bert-nii's sweets are always so delicious! Today's sweets are also very tastyyy!~

Aoi: He always makes them for you, so he's used to it. They look so pretty, like the ones sold in shops!

Hubert: Fufu, I'm glad they were good.

Van Gogh: Mmmh! This orange jam is delicious! Millet-san, can I have some more bread?

Millet: Yes, shall I go and slice more of it?

Munch: Milley. Can I share this bread with Kojima-san and the others?

Millet: Yes, just a bit of it.

Munch: Okaaay!

Millet: Do you want some bread too, Miss Deputy?

Aoi: Thank you. Then, I'll take it.

Millet: Okay, here. And also this, if you like.

Jan: Huh? Millet-nii, what's that? Why a sweet potato? And the orange?

Millet: This is a sweet potato stewed in orange. Do you want to try it?

Jan: … Tasty! It's tasty, Millet-nii!

Millet: Is that so? Then I'm glad.

Jan: Hey, you try it too, Bert-nii! Aaaaah…

Hubert: Hm… it's true. It's sweet and sour, it's delicious.

Aoi: (Fufu, everyone is having fun…)

Millet: Is something the matter, Miss Deputy?

Aoi: No, I was glad we could all eat together like this.

Millet: You're right. I'm glad you enjoyed the oranges. It was worth taking good care of them.

… Thanks for helping me too, Miss Deputy.

Aoi: You're welcome, but… in the end, I couldn't do much. I'm sorry. I just got to be treated by everyone else as a guest. I guess I should learn to cook a little more.

Millet: But that's okay, isn't it? You're always working so hard for the museum. Leave the cooking to me, at least.

Aoi: Fufu, if you put it that way, you're also working hard as an artist to create paintings. I'm glad you're cooking for us, but please don't overdo it.

Millet: Yes, I know. I'm an artist by profession. Ah, here, eat some more.

Aoi: Yes… It's really delicious.

Millet: I'm glad.

—

Jan: Hmmm, I'm full…

Hubert: It seems quite difficult to eat this amount of food.

Hiroshige: Even if we ate it every day with all the artists in the museum, it would probably take quite a while… Won't it rot in the meantime?

Van Gogh: I'll eat oranges for every meal!

Millet: Hahaha, you don't have to force yourself to eat that much.

Van Gogh: But… It would be a waste if they got ruined.

Millet: Hmmm… that's true. What should we do?

Jan: Hmmm, we could try to eat them ourselves… But Millet-nii's oranges are so delicious, I wish more people could try them.

Millet: … Ah, then how about sharing them with the neighbors?

Hiroshige: That's a good idea. And it will keep the oranges from spoiling.

Munch: The birds will be happy and I'm sure everyone else will be too!

Aoi: The birds…?

Van Gogh: I think it means that they'll be happy if you share those with them, like bread?

Aoi: Aah, I see. You were sharing bread earlier. If you want to share, I'll go with you. I'm indebted to the people of the city.

Hubert: Then it might be nice to share orange jam or cookies as well, not just fruit.

Millet: Right. Let's make small portions for easy distribution.

Jan: I'll help!

Aoi: (Looks like Millet-kun is having fun. I'm sure the people of the city would love it. But it would be nice if we could also show the people of the city how great they are as artists... I know!)

Hey guys. There's something I'd like you to take with you when we go to share–

—

Hiroshige: The distribution event the other day was a huge success and everyone in town enjoyed it.

Hubert: Yes, it's nice to see them so happy. It's worth making it…

Millet: We still have oranges, so it would be nice to make something else to share.

Hubert: Then I'd like to include different sweets than the other day.

Millet: Yes, that would be good–

Van Gogh: Everyone, it's an emergency!

Aoi: V-Van Gogh-kun…?

#palette parade #palette parade tl #palepare #palepare tl #card tl #card translation #translation #4★#millet #jean françois millet

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frick dude I’m brainrotting so bad…twst has my whole heart and my vore brain demands I write things for some characters… sorry not sorry if this makes no sense. It’s brain vomit.

Azul: “oh you want to make a deal?… o-oh a-are you sure about that? You’re sure you want that?? W-well a deals a deal… come on in?”

gulp! Gulp-

“a-ah! Please stop squirming so much! I-it feels… weird. are you alright?… what an odd human you are. Wishing to be in the belly of a monster- hey! stop hitting me! I get it I won’t call myself a monster! Please be gentle in there…” “you we’re surprisingly tasty and I will admit the weight you provided in my core was very pleasant… perhaps we could do this deal again?”

Floyd: “ne~ shrimpy wants to play? What are we playing? Oh? Hehe you wanna play in my belly? Sure just know I love to play with my food~”

slurp! Glurk! Gulp! Glk!

“Ahhh! Hmmmmm, shrimpys so tasty! Yummy yummy in my tummy! And your little squirms feel so nice. All mine, my little tasty squishy snacky! Hehehe that tickles! Urp”

“I liked squeezing you so close shrimpy! Made you all mine for a bit~ gonna haveta do this more often <3”

Jade: “oh is there something you wish to ask of me prefect? Oya? I’m sorry I must have bad saltwater in my ear. Mind repeating yourself? Fufufu~ I’ll be more than happy to fulfill your little request. On the house. I was in need of a snack anyway. Now come here my little morsel~”

slurp. Gulp! Glurk, gln

“Rrrp. Pardon me. You ok in there snack? Hmmmm. Yes do so keep wiggling, it feels wonderful. I’m sure azul won’t mind me taking my break a bit early tonight. It’s not often I get to indulge in such a tasty meal. A going to have to be careful you don’t fatten me up with how sweet you tasted. Fufufu~ I’m only joking. Wouldn’t want the headmaster to expel me. Relax prefect you’re fine I’ll release you in a few hours. I’m just having a bit of fun with my food. Oof! Hmmm yes always such fun reactions.”

“thank you for dining with us tonight prefect. Do come back soon. Fufufu. I look forward to some taste testing in the future~”

Jamil: “hmmm? Is there something you need from me perfect? Y-you what?! Let me get this straight, you want me to swallow you whole? But why? Ok, ok. You’re so weird.”

gulp! glrn

“I-urp, excuse me, please don’t move much in there… it’s, I don’t even know how to describe it. Just please don’t move. I have other things to do, yes other chores... I’ll let you out when you’re ready I guess.”

“I’ll never understand why you would want something like that, but lucky for you I won’t ask anymore. Your taste is quite divine, I might want to indulge in this in the future if your still willing~”

Kalim: “hi prefect! How are you today! Huh you want to ask me something of course go ahead! Huh?! Sorry I thought you asked me to eat you. Y-you did…. Uhhhhh, I mean… well yes I could I just don’t-I don’t want you to get hurt. Promise me you’ll tell me if anything goes wrong ok?”

glup! gulp!

“Oh wow, that tickles! Brup! Sorry about that. You ok in there? Oh that’s great to hear! What’s it like? Is it weird? I imagine it’s all dark, sorry I can’t help with that part. Hehe, glad you’re having fun in there. I do have to admire it feels rather nice! Thank you for letting me help you and letting me experience something so different and new!”

“glad you’re alright! Hey! Maybe we can go flying next time to see if it feels any different! Or add some spices onto your skin- what do you mean thats weird? It will be fine as long as Jamil doesn’t find out!”

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Ted Lasso Finale Thoughts- So Long, Farewell... (I do not know what to think!)

this episode being an hour and 15 minutes..after being released at midnight... that's just cruel.. my brain cannot operate properly under such conditions..

congrats Tedbecca shippers! oop watched more.. sorry Tedbecca shippers...

most normal Beard and Jane appearance in the series at Rebecca’s house in the beginning

writers were bringing the dramatic flair in this episode! first that thing with Isaac dressed as a judge in the beginning, and then a musical number! idk how i feel about that..

speaking of the musical number, i must regretfully inform the masses that idk what the song is from.. pls lmk in the comments.. i see that it relates to the episode title

ah yes Jane acting totally normal by shredding Beard's passport.. total ✨ marriage material ✨

Trent's shirt says sat 17 may.. could this be significant?? everything in this show is..

"You know, that might be a tasty little treat for the diamond dogs.” “No. No. No. No!”-Roy, soon to become a Diamond Dog in a moment of desperation

wait did Trent name his manuscript the lasso way awww

“I only got into this to ruin Rupert's life, and he seems to be doing a pretty good job of that himself.”- Rebecca

So. Many. Throwbacks. Keeley saying “Is everybody decent?”, Jamie using lots of axe body spray like S1, the cleaner walking in on everyone, and way more i can’t think of

the complicated web that is royjamiekeeley is still being spun.. in the last episode..

“Must be awful for them, lying awake at night, haunted by how fucking easy they’ve had it!”- Mae, to Rebecca’s mom

Trent watching Ted read his book.. heart eyes emoji

the way Ted looks at him.. i meannn is this even subtext anymore?

“So you do laugh, but you don't do it until page.. 43?! And it wasn't even a big laugh!”- Trent, while Ted is reading his manuscript

"Whatever happens on Sunday, I want you to know I’m proud of you. All the work you’ve put in this year."- Roy to Jamie, before proceeding to fistfight with him later

Both Roy and Jamie seem very contemplative this ep. What are they thinking??

i am so concerned about the current royjamie feud over Keeley... what is gonna happen here???

“Would you please stay?” and “I know, I just had to try.”- Rebecca, about Ted

lmao Keeley kicking both Roy and Jamie out after they asked her to choose

“You stay put, Trenthouse magazine. You’re part of the squad now.”- Ted, to Trent

“Yeah. Someone better. Can people change?”- Roy, also this is a central tenet of this damn show

“I don’t think we change per se, as much as we just learn to accept who we’ve always been, you know?” -Trent’s most beautiful quote thus far

aww Nate finally got his diamond dogs reaction to Jade

George being Rupert’s coach sent me.. like you Really couldn’t find anyone else?

I hate Rupert but I love his dramatic slay coat swish moments.. again reminds me of Uther’s drama queen antics

“I prefer rugby, there’s just more grown men throwing other grown men into the air like children. And blood. Which is nice." - Barbara

Bloodthirsty and mysterious? Barbara is a serial killer or vampire confirmed.

“Never forget, I am always inside you.” -Zava’s note, which also came with a giant avocado

Zorro has truly entered his superhero arc and Dani Rojas is his genius creator

the fourth thing has to be 'Believe'.. aand it was? Right?

AFC Richmond Women’s club.. i sense a spinoff show opportunity…. or they could just do a show about Trent

George has begun a redemption arc!! (Telling Rupert to fuck off)

Rupert's desperation and misery at the end is not entirely unreminiscent of Rebecca at the start of S1

yesss Colin got his kiss on the pitch!!

haha the same? person from S1E1 taking pics w Ted in the airport

damn so Beard’s going home too, thought Jane would've locked him away in a safe or smth… nvm

omg Amsterdam man has a child.. hmmm Rebecca’s prophecy may still be fulfilled

Roy becoming manager feels natural

Ofc Trent renamed his book ‘The Richmond Way’… never let them know your next move

that montage at the end…so much to process....

beardjane wedding marking the end of the series.. good or bad omen for the future? i think bad

seems very fitting the series ending the opposite of how it began.. Rupert's life ruined, Rebecca in love and not owner of the club, Roy and Jamie healing and bonding w others around them, and Ted back in America with family.

#ted lasso spoilers #ted lasso #afc richmond #trent crimm #roy kent #rebecca welton #isaac mcadoo #coach beard #jamie tartt #keeley jones #ted lasso s3 #ted lasso finale #anotherofmybrilliantthoughts

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Game of Thrones - 30 EDDARD VII (pages 295-313)

Ned's murder investigation hits a dead end when his primary lead turns up dead of natural causes. Natural causes being 'killed by Mountain.' On the plus side his daughters are no longer fighting with each other, and Varys has a tasty morsel of gossip he's down to share with Ned.

The squires smiled nervously until the king turned on them. "You. Yes, both of you. You heard the Hand. The King is too fat for his armor. Go find Aron Santagar. Tell him I need the breastplate stretcher. Now! What are you waiting for?"

hehehehehehe, I do enjoy these types of jokes. Less so when it's tiktok parents filming their kids who know nothing about cars asking for headlight fluid and posting it on social media for thousands of people to laugh over. *shudders* embarrassment and tomfoolery are for the people who were there, not for social media, that's just public humiliation.

"The woman tried to forbid me to fight in the melee. She's sulking in the castle now, damn her. Your sister would never have shamed me like that." "You never knew her like I did, Robert," Ned told him. "You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath. She would have told you that you have no business in the melee."

I always get the feeling Robert was in love with the idea of Lyanna Stark, like someone who has a crush on someone they've never spoken to and invents an entire persona to go with their face that has nothing to do with who they really are.

"- Oh, Cersei is lovely to look at, truly, but cold... the way she guards her cunt, you'd think she had all the gold of Casterly Rock between her legs. -"

page 300. it took 300 hundred pages for someone to say 'cunt.' Unlike the tv series where it takes up 46% of the script with 'fuck.' (and all its variations -ing -ed -er(s) -s)

Ned walked with the king to the jousting field. He had promised to watch the final tilts with Sansa; Septa Mordane was ill today, and his daughter was determined not to miss the end of the jousting.

'ill'? Please, that woman's hung over. Hmmm, Mordane's trauma response is alcoholism.

When the Knight of Flowers made his entrance, a murmer ran through the crowd, and he heard Sansa's fervent whisper, "Oh, he's so beautiful." Ser Loras Tyrell was slender as a reed, dressed in a suit of fabulous silver armor polished to a blinding sheen and filigreed with twining black vines and tiny blue forget-me-nots. The commons realized in the same instant as Ned that the blue of the flowers came from sapphires, a gasp went up from a thousand throats. ... Sandsa clutched at his arm. "Father, don't let Ser Gregor hurt him," she said. "These are tourney lances," he told his daughter. "They make them to splinter on impact, so no one is hurt." Yet he remembered the dead boy in the cart with his cloak of crescent moons, and the words were raw in his throat.

Hey, Ned, just real quick? You do know that your eldest daughter saw that death yesterday right? Like you know that his dead body bleed out mere feet from her? You get that this probably isn't just her being a frightened child who's scared the pretty man will scratch his over blinged handsomeness, she's aware that his opponent Gregor Clegane murdered someone in this exact sport yesterday.

By then, Gregor was striding down the lists towards Ser Loras Tyrell, his bloody sword clutched in his fist. "Stop him!" Ned shouted, but his words were lost in the roar. Everyone else was yelling as well, and Sansa was crying.

Oh? Crying? Sansa? Interesting, and quite a departure from the 'Sansa at tourney' we saw in the previous chapter. Obviously, her emotional state is different but whether it's because she's fully mentally present or because the horse matters to her more than a stranger... well we're in the wrong POV to be sure. Or maybe she'd not crying and Ned's just assuming that she is because she has her hands over part of her face and she's panicking. Ned is... not the most observant when it comes to Sansa. (They did really well short-handing that with the doll in the show, I don't know if that was lifted from the books or if it was like Ned's ability to understand his daughter's logic well enough to explain it to Arya: added in there because the showrunners didn't trust the audience to follow things.)

"STOP THIS MADNESS," he boomed, "IN THE NAME OF YOUR KING!" "The Hound went to one knee. Ser Gregor's blow cut air, and at last he came to his senses.

ngl, Sandor's knee-drop-dodge was one of my favourite moves from season 1 of the show. The timing of it! *chef's kiss*

"Tyrell had to know the mare was in heat," Littlefinger was saying. "I swear the boy planned the whole thing. Gregor has always favored huge, ill-tempered stallions with more spirit than sense." The notion seemed to amuse him. It did not amuse Ser Barristan Selmy. "There is small honor in tricks," the old man said stiffly.

It's interesting to keep seeing what dialogue has been given away to other people, and how that changes the characters subtly. This conversation is had between Littlefinger and Sansa in the show, where it works to create this character bond, a pseudo-relationship between them to lay the groundwork for later, but it also increases Sansa's apparent naivety, and not in a good way. D&D really did take so many layers out of her.

Ned remembered Robert's first child as well, a daughter born in the Vale when Robert was scarcely more than a boy himself. A sweet little girl; the young lord of Storm's End had doted on her. He used to make daily visits to play with the babe long after he had lost interest in the mother.

Oh! Oh, I know her, that's, uhm... Maya? Mara? I think her name starts with an 'M,' we meet her later when Sansa goes to the Vale. I never got that far the first time, but I've heard about her in some metas and seen her mentioned in some fics. Ahh, I'll look forward to meeting her! also, though: 'long after he had lost interest in the mother.' Tell me you don't read that and think "and if you'd gotten to have Lyanna after all, how long until you would have tired of her? How long until you were sick of her not being the perfect version you dreamed of? How long until you strayed from her?"

"- What was he doing that they had to kill him?" "Asking questions," Varys said, slipping out the door.

See, having seen the tv show, I think I know what's really going on, and why Jon Arryn was killed, but there's also part of me that keeps thinking "yes but I know they changed a lot of details, more as the show went on, what if this was one of them?" It's fun, because I have some context for things, but I also don't know what I know 100% so I'm trying to stay with what the text is telling me, but ohhhh, a reader cannot help themselves and has to theorize.

#a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #game of thrones #eddard stark #ned stark #a chapter a day reading #got

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE!⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

Take a Taste: with Cheesy Burger McDo with Lettuce & Tomatoes Meal (with my Paperdolls) [Recorded: Sept 16, 2022]

Hello! It’s time for another “Take a Taste”! The series is about delicious food with my two paper dolls. And today, I’m reviewing Mcdonald's Cheesy Burger McDo with Lettuce & Tomatoes Meal! (Mmmm interesting...)

If you haven’t seen my previous part, then please [CLICK ME!].

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• Okay so, yesterday, my big brother asked me to order something at Mcdo (or Mickey D's if you lived in the US) via McDelivery as our dinner night. 🏪📲🛵 And, we ordered two Cheesy Burger McDo with Lettuce & Tomatoes Meals 🍔🍟🥤 (apart of fresh 'n tasty burgers) (complete with World Famous Fries & a medium coke) for only ₱ 331 (delivery fee included - ₱49).

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• Mmmmm! We could smell the aroma from the Mickey D's! Yum-yum! 😊😋But wait, they said that this burger has "Letuces & Tomatoes", right? 🤔 Well, let's see...

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• Well yes, indeed! 🍅🥬 ✅ Usually their burger Mcdos had no veggies from the McMenu. But, this poor real-life version didn't get the picture compare to the quality one. (Fail...😕👎)↓

• So, what's it taste like? Let's take a bite, shall we!

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• *Chewing* Mmmm... It tastes like a normal burger; tomato, lettuce, patty, cheese, everything.🙂 Me & my paper dolls satisfied the taste, but the quality of the aforementioned veggies didn't get the quality. It was nothing more than a cheap.😕

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• Hmmm... How about this, to get myself a satisfaction, I put some fries & a litte spread of ketchup to make a unique cheesy burger Mcdo. 🍔➕🍟 What do you think, you two? They say "What could possibly go wrong?". Yeah! Let's take a bite, one more time.😋☝️

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• *Chewing* Mmmm... Not bad, not bad. Although, you can't see the fries, I think this is a pretty decent satisfaction. 👌 But still, I'm worried about their poor quality veggies. Expect more than that.👎

Overall:

• It was an average for this Fresh 'n Tasty's Cheesy Burger Mcdo. The bun, patty & cheese are spot on, with the only exceptions are the cheap veggies. But, you know what, it was an honest price of ₱129, so, that's something. Is it worth it? Maybe. Don't rely on expensive burger w/ lettuce & cheese, then this burger is for you (I think). 👌💲🍔 The only missing is two pickles. Yup! As the character Bubble Bass from Spongebob Squarepants once said, "You forgot the pickles!". Hehe... No seriously, they forgot the pickles.🤨🥒 Why is the Quarter Pounder with cheese had pickles unlike the two burgers? Geez...😑

Well, that’s all for now, If you haven’t seen my previous episodes, then I’ll provide some links down below.↓😉

Take a Taste: • Popeyes U.S. Spicy Chicken Sandwich [Dec 6, 2021]

• Jollibee Chick'nwich & Crisscut Fries [Dec 21, 2021]: Part 1 [CLICK ME! #1], Part 2 [CLICK ME! #2]

• Mini Stop Chicken Fillet XL Sandwich [Feb 7, 2022]

• Minute Burger Cheese Burger(s) [Mar 1, 2022]

• Pepper Lunch Teriyaki Beef Pepper Rice w/ Egg (& Honey Brown Sauce) [Mar 5, 2022]

• Bacsilog’s Sulit Combo Bacon-Tocino & Samgyup Day’s Pork Herbs [Mar 12, 2022]

• Burger King Whopper w/ Sides & Drink [May 6, 2022]

• Marshmello’s Limited Edition Coca-Cola Zero [Aug 26, 2022]

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Chapter 25 why not sure I'll marry you part 11

At 7 o'clock, Hitch and Sprout closed the station. Pipp gave Sprout a friendly farewell, and the prejudiced deputy hesitated before giving her an awkward wave as he headed to his mother's house. After saying farewell, the newlyweds decided to see Sunny to get smoothies before going to Hitch's house for dinner.

When Hitch and Pipp got to Sunny's stand, they saw her getting ready to close up until she saw them coming. Sunny smiled and lifted the metal shade back up. At the same time, Izzy and Zipp were walking over from the direction of Sunny's lighthouse. Finally, Zoom and Thunder came, making sure it didn't look like they were following Hitch and Pipp.

"Evening, Mr. and Mrs. Sheriff," Izzy chirped.

It took a moment for Pipp to get the joke before she giggled, covering her mouth with her hoof.

"Hi, Izzy," she said. "Did you two have fun?"

Izzy blew a raspberry and rolled her eyes as though the answer was obvious.

"Only, like the best time ever!" she exclaimed. "I showed Zipp every single part of Maritime Bay from top to bottom except for the sheriff's station so that Hitch and Pipp could continue spending time together. Zipp even had a lot of fun when I showed her all my unicycling stuff back at home."

"Is that right, Zipp?" Pipp asked.

"Shockingly, yes," Zipp said. "I was initially uncomfortable when she kept showing me where she gets glitter and all the various places where she finds stuff for her projects, but the stuff she creates at the lighthouse is pretty neat. I think you'd really like them, Pipp."

"Really? Well, I totally got to check it out if you recommend it," Pipp said. "Anyway, Sunny, can we trouble you for more smoothies?"

"Absolutely," Sunny chirped. "Although, if you're hoping to get what you got last time, I'm afraid I'm fresh out of oranges and kiwi."

"Since when are you out of oranges and kiwi?" Hitch asked.

"Since ponies found out Princess Pipp Trailblazer is the new gulpathon champion, and that was her drink of choice," Sunny said.

"Aw. And I was hoping to enjoy an orange and kiwi smoothie without chugging it all down," Pipp whined. "It's just like when my favorite taco place in Zephyr Heights was out of my favorite quesadillas because everypony found out about it."

"Hehe. Yeah, I remember that. I think they named that dish after you," Zipp said.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Pipp said. "But enough about that. What else do you got, Sunny? Any recommendations?"

"Hmmm. Well, the Grape Strawberry Splash is a classic, and Blueberry Plum Blast is the best seller," Sunny said. "Actually, I recently created a new flavor called Strawberry Razzle."

"Ooo, Strawberry Razzle. Now, that sounds tasty," Pipp set. "I'll have a large one of that, please."

"Sure thing," Sunny said. "And I assume the usual again, Hitch?"

"You got it," Hitch said.

With a smile, Sunny went inside to make the smoothies. As Hitch and Pipp waited, Zipp glanced at Izzy, who watched Sunny in hopes of placing an order as soon as Hitch paid. Zipp loudly cleared her throat, catching Zoom’s attention, and the two of them moved several feet away from the others before huddling together.

"Report," Zipp commanded.

"Ma'am, the sheriff showed your sister around town and grabbed lunch just as planned. Then, they went into the sheriff's station, and we were unable to investigate further because the only windows in the building are at the front entrance, and they were covered with blinds," Zoom said.

"Eh, it would have been hard to be sneaky if you tried to spy on them through the front entrance without ponies noticing you," Zipp said.

"The most we heard was a high-pitched scream from inside not too long after they went in, but it didn't sound like it came from the princess or the sheriff," Zoom continued.

"What makes you so sure it wasn't either of them?" Zipp asked.

"Well, Your Highness, it sounded more like somepony perfectly impersonating a chicken," Zoom said.

"A chicken? Are you messing with me?" Zipp asked.

"No, ma'am. It really sounded like there was a chicken that got scared and was flailing around the place," Zoom said. "The sheriff did mention having a deputy who is still prejudiced against the unity. Perhaps this Sprout pony was surprised by your sister being there."

"A grown stallion is so scared of a pegasus that he'd sound like a chicken when screaming?" Zipp asked.

"There was nopony else inside, and none of the sheriff's animals are chickens, Your Highness. I can't imagine anypony else screaming," Zoom said before glancing at Thunder and leaning into Zipp's ear. "And between you and me, it's my experience that some stallions are not as courageous as you'd think they would be."

Zipp looked past Zoom to see Thunder looking at the night sky and humming a tune with a bubbly face.

"Fair enough. I'll have to ask Pipp if anything, in particular, happened when I get the chance," Zipp said. "Does Pipp look comfortable around Hitch?"

"Yes, she does," Zoom answered. "She looked like she was having a lot of fun seeing the town when they went looking for a place to grab lunch, and both she and the sheriff were smiling when they left the police station with the deputy. For all intents and purposes, she appears to be very comfortable around the sheriff."

Zipp's body eased up, and the edges of her lips curled slightly at this news. It hardly meant that she was okay with Hitch, but it was a comfort to know that he was carrying out her mother's request to hold on to Pipp's hope for the marriage as best as possible. She turned her head to the newlyweds just as Sunny finished making their smoothies and handed them to Hitch and Pipp. Hitch paid for the smoothies, and Pipp took a sip of hers before her eyes lit up like a flame, and she squealed.

"Oh. My. Dazzle. I think I just discovered my new favorite flavor. This is a million times better than orange kiwi!" Pipp exclaimed.

"I'm glad you like it. Just be careful not to declare this in front of everypony. I don't have all the strawberries in the world, you know," Sunny said.

"No way. I've learned my lesson. This is going to be our little secret. I might even order different smoothies in the future to keep ponies clueless," Pipp said.

"That might be tricky for several reasons, Pipp. Ponies might just order whatever you have, whether it's the same or not," Zipp said. "Anyway, where are you two thinking of grabbing dinner?"

"Actually, Hitch is making me dinner at his place," Pipp said. "He showed me his daily routine when he's on duty, and now he's going to show me his end-of-the-day routine."

Zipp furrowed her brow and she asked, "You two aren't going to be doing that alone. Are you?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't we?" Pipp said.

Zipp bit the bottom of her lip and looked between Pipp and Hitch. Knowing what was on her older sister’s mind, Pipp walked over and guided her away from the others until they were several feet away.

"Zipp, it's fine. There's nothing to worry about," Pipp whispered.

"How do you know? You've never been to a stallion's house before," Zipp said.

"I know, but I'm confident I can trust Hitch to be a decent guy while I'm a guest at his home," Pipp said. "If anything goes sour, I'll call you right away. I promise."

"Don't you think you're being a little too optimistic, Pipp?" Zip asked. "Or have you forgotten about Presto?"

"I haven't forgotten anything," Pipp snarled. "I'm just taking a leap of faith with Hitch. Besides, you're the one who researched him, with all of your info pointing to him being a good guy. Right?"

Zipp flinched and rubbed her front leg with her free with her other front leg.

"Yyyyyyyes, I did do that," she admitted.

"Well, there you go," Pipp said, smirking. "Besides, I'm a grown mare, so I can still choose for myself who I can trust. Not you."

Pipp walked back to Hitch without another word, leaving a stunned Zipp behind. It was shocking enough for Zipp that Pipp had the nerve to call Haven out to convince her to legalize her marriage. At this point, she grew worried about how stubborn her little sister had become since having Hitch marry her in Presto's place. She returned to rejoin the group just as Sunny closed her stand after serving smoothies to Izzy, Zoom, and Thunder. Sunny turned from her stand to see Zipp, and she gasped.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Zipp. I didn't ask if you wanted a smoothie, too," she said.

"It's cool. I'm not thirsty," Zipp said. "You and Izzy about to head home?"

"Sure are. We're making pizza tonight," Sunny said with a grin. "What about you? Where are you staying?"

"Oh, um, I'm just gonna go get a room at a hotel with Zoom and Thunder," Zipp said.

"What?! You shouldn't just stay in a hotel. You're our friend's sister-in-law," Izzy said.

Sunny gasped and said with a grin, "You know what we should do? We should have a sleepover at the lighthouse."

"Oooo, a sleepover. I've never had one before," Thunder said.

"Thunder, we're not here to play around," Zoom rebuked.

"Yeah, she's right. We're here to make sure Pipp is alright while she's spending time with Hitch," Zipp said.

"Oh, come on. Enough with that already. We've told you already that Pipp couldn't be in safer hooves, and I'm pretty sure she knows it, too," Sunny said. "Why, Hitch wouldn't let anything -"

"Sunny, wait," Hitch interrupted, stepping forward. "I'd like to speak for myself this time.

Sunny looked at Hitch, taken aback, before she smiled and backed away, gesturing to Hitch to go ahead with a wave of her hoof. He silently gulped to keep his ears back as he remembered her threat at Zephyr Heights.

"Look, Zipp, you have every right to be suspicious after everything that happened. Were I in your hooves, I would certainly do the same. What Presto did was so unforgivable that I personally don't know how he could live with himself," Hitch began. "That said, I consider myself a pony of honor. I have never looked at a mare the way that would lead me to want to do anything Presto did, and I've never given romance much thought before the wedding. I made an agreement with your mother and a commitment to be a lawfully wedded husband, and I will honor them to whatever end. I do whatever it takes to make sure all ponies are happy, whether I'm the sheriff or not. That's simply the moral code I live by."

Zipp raised an eyebrow, unfazed. Sunny and Izzy grew unsettled while Pipp glared at her sister, demanding her to back off. Zoom took a step forward with her wings half open, ready in case Zipp made a command. Thunder hesitated before he did the same. However, Hitch did not show any hint of nervousness in his stance or how he stared back at Zipp. After a minute, Zipp lowered her eyebrow and smirked in amusement.

"You know, some of that talk about being a husband and stuff sounds very similar to what Presto used to say about his love for Pipp," she said. “Still, all your talk about honor and commitment and trying to make ponies happy does match what I've heard about you, and Pipp seems to be enjoying your company so far. I guess you make enough of a valid point that I'll abide for now. Just don't forget what I told you at the hotel."

"Believe me, Your Highness, you painted a vivid picture," Hitch said.

"Good," Zipp said. "Then I guess sleepover it is."

Izzy squealed and hopped up and down like a little filly while Sunny smiled warmly at Zipp. Thunder opened his mouth to let out a yay of excitement but stopped himself and looked away so Zoom wouldn't notice. Hitch eased up and turned to Pipp, who gave him an impressed smirk, pleased that he talked her sister into leaving them alone.

"Well then, if you will excuse us, my husband has dinner to make," Pipp said.

Sunny smirked and walked over to Hitch.

"By specialty, does she mean just spaghetti and cheese?" She whispered.

"Of course not," Hitch claimed before he looked away hesitantly. "Not just cheese anyway."

"Haha. Sure. You might want to give your royal wife something a little more original and fancy, and then next time, Hitch," Sunny said.

"Hey, the kind I'm making is an old family recipe. You can't get more gourmet than that," Hitch said.

"Hey, you two, quit whispering, and let's get this sleepover started already," Izzy said. "I want to show you guys the methods and rituals of a true unicorn sleepover."

"Rituals of a unicorn sleepover? I'm in," Thunder chirped.

"Thunder," Zoom said in a warning tone before her face softened. "Although, I admit these so-called rituals among unicorns do sound fascinating."

"Then what are we waiting for? To the lighthouse!" Sunny explained.

With that, Sunny and Izzy led Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder to the lighthouse, with Izzy bouncing with glee. Hitch and Pipp watched the group until they were out of sight, and Pipp huffed as they began walking toward Hitch's house.

"Hitch, that was incredible," Pipp said. "I thought Zipp would never leave us be."

"Honestly, I didn't think she would either. I thought she was going to try to have your guards restrain me for talking to the future queen like that or something," Hitch said

"No, I wouldn't let her do that, and even if I couldn't stop her, I could just call Mom, and she would chew Zipp out good," Pipp assured.

"Would that really stop her?" Hitch asked.

Pipp scoffed as though the answer was obvious.

"Everypony in Zephyr Heights knows that I'm mom's favorite. I tell her everything. She always takes my side when Zipp tries to prevent me from doing something I want to do."

"Is that so? Well, then I guess I have one more reason to hope this works out," Hitch said.

Hitch froze in place, and his cheeks grew warm. Pipp stopped walking a couple seconds later as what Hitch said hit her. She turned to Hitch and gave him a kittenish look.

"There's more than one reason, is there?" She asked.

Hitch's cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red, and he stuttered, which only amused Pipp even more. She moved closer to him, making Hitch sweat. He wanted to step back, but he struggled to look away from her flirtatious, spring-bud green eyes. Pipp leaned her head closer to Hitch, and he whimpered until he saw his house past Pipp.

"Uh, hey, we're home," Hitch said, pointing past Pipp with a nervous grin. "I better put our smoothies in the fridge before they completely melt."

The next thing Pipp knew, her smoothie was out of her grasp, and Hitch raced past her like a bunny running from a predator. She turned around to see Hitch unlock the door and go inside, leaving the door opened to let her get in. Pipp glared at where she last saw Hitch with a bitter pout, but then her flirtatious demeanor returned as she walked to the front door.

"And here I thought he'd only be bashful at the wedding," she thought. "It's cute that he has a shy side to him. Too bad Zipp didn't see that. She might have let her guard down a little."

Pipp went inside and closed the door behind her. She went into the living room to explore Hitch's house while Hitch started making dinner in the kitchen. The walls were decorated with framed newspaper articles of Hitch. One was of Hitch after rescuing a foal from being run over by the trolley. Another had a picture of him and several firefighters covered in ash with a building half burned down behind them. A third one had Phillys handing Hitch a certificate for keeping the beach clean.

Pipp smirked as she looked at her husband's accomplishments. She then turned to a wall with pictures of Hitch from when he was younger. She found pictures of his first day in elementary school, losing his first tooth, getting braces, graduating high school, and ultimately his picture of his first day on the job as Sheriff with Sprout next to him as deputy. Finally, Pipp stopped at a picture of Hitch and Sprout as colts and Sunny as a filly in camping clothes with a dark blue stallion wearing spectacles standing behind them. Pipp stared at the photo curiously as she thought the stallion somehow resembled Sunny.

"Sunny's dad."

Pipp turned her head to see Hitch entering the living room wearing an apron that said, "Salute the cook." He looked at the dark blue stallion with a sad but fond smile as he stood beside Pipp.

"This took place a couple of moons before he passed away," Hitch said.

"Were you really close with him?" Pipp asked.

"Er, I don't know about close, but as the father of our childhood friend, he was very friendly to me and Sprout … even if we didn't really deserve it," Hitch said.

"What do you mean?" Pipp asked.

Hitch's smile faded, and he stared deeply into Sunny's father's smiling face as he thought of how best to explain.

"Argyle Starshine was a friendly pony and a devoted father, but when it came to his interests beyond his duties at the lighthouse, he was the…oddball of the community," he said. "He researched ancient Equestria and how earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi used to live together in harmony. That unicorns used magic to light up the night sky, the pegasi created the weather, and Ancient Equestria was chock-full of strange magical artifacts. Sprout and I were all for hanging out with Sunny even when Phyllis told Sprout not to, but when it came to talking about earth ponies getting along with unicorns and pegasi, we never took Argyle seriously. We thought his research was as ridiculous as saying the sky is green or plaid when everypony else can clearly see that it's blue. Looking back, Argyle was much too forgiving. I wish I had a chance to apologize for how I treated his claims and that he could see all we've accomplished.

Pipp's ears lowered as Hitch hung his head. Then she smiled and nudged his side with her left front knee to catch his attention.

"Hey, no need to beat yourself up like that. We were all blind back then. Literally, every pony who's not Sunny or Izzy would have treated somepony that way. Why, I could see myself having recorded her father making such claims and then posting them online as if it was some crazy conspiracy video to give my fans a good laugh," Pipp said. "The important thing is that his dream came true and that we do all we can to preserve it."

For a moment, Hitch said nothing, making Pipp worried that he didn't hear her. Then he sighed and lifted his head to give her an appreciative smile.

"Yeah, you're right. We should also be very grateful for his determination and for passing down his determination and knowledge to Sunny," Hitch said.

"I totally agree," Pipp chirped before her cheerful demeanor disappeared, and she looked toward the kitchen. "By the way, I think something is bubbling."

Hitch let out a loud, sharp gasp and shouted, "My pasta!" He zoomed back to the kitchen and stirred the pasta until it stopped bubbling. Pipp covered her mouth to hide a giggle before she took out her phone and took a picture of the framed photo of Sunny, Hitch, Sprout, and Argyle. She looked at her phone to check how her photo turned out, and then something clicked in her mind before. With a devious smirk, Pipp began taking pictures of the other framed photos and newspaper clips of Hitch, planning to create an album of pictures of her husband on her gallery app later.

"Anyway, this is a nice place you got here," Pipp said as she took photos.

"Yeah, it's no castle at the top of a mountain, but it's home with paid-off mortgage and everything," Hitch called out from the kitchen.

"Oh, paid off mortgage, you say? Being the sheriff must pay very well," Pipp said.

"It has its benefits," Hitch said. "I prefer to think more about what I do for the community than how much I get paid, but at the same time, who wouldn't like paying off your mortgage?"

"Considering I've never had to worry about stuff like that I'll take your word for it," Pipp said. "Doesn't it ever get lonely, though?"

There was a pause before Hitch came out of the kitchen again, giving Pipp's question some thought.

"I haven't really considered that," he said. "I visit Sunny and Izzy occasionally, but I guess I'm used to living by myself."

"By yourself? No family around?" Pipp asked.

"My grandmother lives on the outskirts of town, but my parents passed away years ago," Hitch said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Pipp said. "I know what it's like to lose a parent. Zipp and I lost our dad when I was very young."

"Yeah? What was he like?" Hitch asked.

"Cheerful," Pipp said plainly. "He loved spending time with Zipp and me, playing with us, making us laugh and sing songs while mom was doing her duties. He married into the royal family, too, you see."

"How about that," Hitch said. "I wonder what he would have thought of me."

"I'm sure he would've liked you…eventually," Pipp said. "He'd have to get to know you before he'd think you're safe to stay married to before we could try to make this work."

"That's fair," Hitch said. "Anyway, the pasta's almost done, so make yourself comfortable on the sofa, and I'll bring it here."

"You don't eat in the dining room?" Pipp asked with her head tilted in confusion.

"Well, I normally eat breakfast there, but I prefer watching TV while I eat, especially since my favorite detective show, Davy Bluecoat: Private Eye, is almost on," Hitch said ecstatically. "Have you done it before?"

"No way. We always eat at the dining table, and Mom often doesn't want me on my phone when we eat together," Pipp said.

"That's what I thought," Hitch said. "In that case, sit back and enjoy how non-royals spend their evening."

Pipp raised her eyebrow, intrigued by how Hitch advertised his plan for the evening. She decided to play along, sitting on the sofa while Hitch went back to the kitchen. As she patiently sat on her plot, she hummed one of her songs to pass the time until she noticed Hitch's TV on the opposite side of the wall. Pipp looked at it with a puzzled face, for, in her eyes, it looked to her like a rectangular brown box with a 24-inch flatscreen inserted through a rectangular hole in the box that fit the screen. Pipp had heard of earth ponies having different-looking TVs before becoming friends with the pegasi, but she had no idea what they looked like. The side of her that loved material things wanted to tell Hitch he needed a new TV, but she decided against it, wanting to be respectful to her host.

After a few minutes, Hitch returned, holding one plate of pasta on his right hoof and balancing a second one on his head. He carefully placed the one he was holding on the coffee table in front of Pipp before he took the one on his head and placed it next to the first plate. Pipp's ears perked up, and her eyes brightened as she saw the spaghetti covered in marinara sauce with mushrooms, onions, asparagus, and lots of Parmesan cheese. Hitch went back to the kitchen for a moment to bring silverware and a loaf of garlic bread wrapped in tin foil and placed them beside the plates. Pipp could feel her mouth watering as she stared at her plate.

"Like what you see?" Hitch asked.

"This looks scrumptious. I didn't think anyone would put asparagus in spaghetti sauce," Pipp said.

"It's an old family recipe," Hitch said before glancing at the clock hanging on the wall. "Anyway, dig in. The show is about to start."

As soon as Hitch said, "Dig in," Pipp took her plate and fork, rolled up a bit of pasta with her fork, and put it in her mouth. Hitch smiled as he watched Pipp instantly enjoy his cooking and made a mental note to boast about it to Sunny. He turned on the TV just as the intro sequence of the title show played. Pipp momentarily looked away from her spaghetti to notice Hitch grinning like a colt excited to watch his Saturday morning cartoons as he ate his dinner. Pipp thought Hitch's demeanor rather strange for a grown stallion but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, concluding that the TV series might just be that good.

After the show's intro played, Davy Bluecoat appeared in his office, leaning on his chair, resting his back hooves on his desk, and flipping a coin. A mare with an unnatural slim figure wearing a glittery red dress entered the office and told Davy that her grandmother's diamonds were missing. Davy began searching all over the city, looking for clues while encountering ponies trying to dispose of him or trying to get to the diamonds before he and the mare could. In the end, the mare tried to betray him after finding the diamonds and discovering that she lied about them belonging to her grandmother. Still, Davy outwitted her, so she and his other enemies were sent to jail, and the diamonds were returned to their rightful owner. When the episode ended, Hitch leaned against the couch and sighed in contentment.

"Boy, that was a great episode," he chirped. "That has to be one of the best mysteries on the show yet."

"Um, are you sure? Cuz if I'm being honest, that didn't look like that wasn't much of a mystery," Pipp said

"What? You're pulling my leg trying to sound impressive," Hitch said.

"The way the mare was looking at him while they were trying to solve the mystery together, it looked super obvious that she wasn't being honest with Davy Bluecoat," Pipp said. "Here, just rewind it, and I'll show you."

"Your Highness, it's a live broadcast. You can't rewind a show," Hitch said. "This isn't one of those streaming services. You are completely at the mercy of what shows or movies they have scheduled to air?"

"What? For real?" Pipp asked, flabbergasted. "How can you be okay with not being able to rewind, fast forward, or pause?"

"I just am," Hitch said, shrugging. "It's not that bad. It can be fun switching channels and seeing what's on. In fact, why don't you give it a try?"

"Excuse me?" Pipp asked.

"You heard me," Hitch said as he held the remote to Pipp. "Just keep switching channels until you find something that interests you. Whatever it is, we'll watch."

Pipp looked at Hitch as though he were a crazy pony. After a moment of hesitating, she took the remote and began flipping channels. The first channel Pipp flipped to was a history channel, which immediately disinterested her. The next one played a reality show about selling antiques. The channel after that played an animal documentary, and the one after that played a cooking show. The more she switched channels, the closer she got to giving up and rebuking Hitch for his lifestyle in terms of media.

Luckily, just when Pipp was about to give up, she switched to the horror channel. Her face lit up, and her wings perked up as she let out an excited gasp with her hooves on her cheeks. Hitch looked at it with unease and his ears hung low as spooky music came from the TV speakers.

"Um, why did you stop here?" he asked with a twitch of fear.

"Because I love spooky stories," Pipp chirped. "They're so fun and thrilling."

Hitch chuckled nervously as he looked back at the TV to see it announcing it was about to start a movie called Them.

"A-a-are you sure you want to watch something like this?" He whimpered. "It looks like they're about to play a film from before earth ponies became friends with unicorn and pegasi again. Horror films back then usually had to do with unicorns or pegasus as the monsters in some form or another."

"Oooo. Really? That sounds even more exciting," Pipp said. "I'd like to see what an earth pony's idea of spookiness they had back then."

Hitch whimpered again and said, "Are you sure? It might come as a little offensive -"

"Hitch, you said we can watch whatever I choose from switching the channels, and I say we're going to watch this," Pipp said.

Hitch gulped and forced a grin, reluctantly complying. A minute later, the film began, and Pipp squealed in delight. The film started with an earth pony couple walking down the street at night. They were smiling and holding hooves, with the mare resting her head against her husband's head. Suddenly, they were approached by a black cloud floating a few feet above the ground with the head of a unicorn with no mouth and glowing grayish-yellow eyes. The couple gasped an alarm, and their fears grew as two more black cloud beings appeared beside them.

The couple tried to run, but the leading cloud figure flipped its head, and a flash of light came from its unicorn horn. With a bang, the stallion broke into cubes and half spiral pieces as though he were made of building blocks. His wife screamed and ran as fast as she could, but not long before she took a wrong turn and found herself in a dead end with the cloud figures behind her. With another flash and a bang, the mare burst into thin, long pieces, making her remains look like a pile of yellow, violet, and rose-red string.

Hitch and Pipp screamed, but Pipp enjoyed the fright. Hitch's gamboge face turned into a lighter shade of yellow, and he grabbed a blanket that was folded on top of the sofa and wrapped it around his body. He wanted to cover his face, but he forced himself to keep watching in a useless attempt to appear tough in front of Pipp. He covered his mouth with the blanket to cover his screams as the unicorn-headed figures continued to attack Earth ponies throughout the film.

Each death was more disturbing than the last. From one pony's head being sucked out of its body to another pony vaporized from the inside, to one of the figures creating a set of pegasi wings on an earth pony's back that flapped on their own, sending him floating all the way to space. It took all of Hitch's willpower not to go back on his word by grabbing the remote and switching channels.

Suddenly, halfway through the movie, he felt something wrapped around him. He squealed at first, afraid it was one of the creatures from the movie. Then he slowly turned his head, and his eyes widened, and his cheeks heated up to find Pipp sitting close to him with her front legs wrapped around him. She looked up and gave him a comforting smile that warmed his heart. Pipp then wrapped one end of Hitch's blanket around herself to move closer to Hitch, her cheeks heating up as she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her legs around Hitch.

Hitch wanted to ask Pipp what she was doing and why, but the words didn't come out of his mouth. He knew she wanted to comfort him, knowing that he was afraid. If Hitch were watching a spooky movie with Sunny or Izzy, they would tease him for being so scared, and yet here was this mare who knew that he was afraid but didn't mind. It was as if Pipp silently told Hitch it was okay to be spooked and that she was there for him.

After a minute of processing would have happened, Hitch smiled and scooted closer to Pipp as they went back to the movie. He still jumped at every scare, but with Pipp at his side, getting scared didn't feel that bad.

The next thing Hitch knew, there was a distant ringing. He opened his eyes to find sunlight shining through the windows, and the TV was still on, playing a different movie on the horror channel, and the dishes were still on the coffee table. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall to discover it was 7 o'clock, and it hit him that the ringing was his alarm clock going off upstairs in his bedroom. Just as he was about to get off the couch, a pink hoof waved before him and bopped him in the nose. The hoof began bopping his nose repeatedly as he heard somepony mutter in their sleep.

"Come on, Bestie. Just five more minutes."

Hitch turned his head to find Pipp asleep, resting her head on his shoulder. His pupils shrunk to the size of grains of sand as he felt Pipp holding him tight as though she was sleeping with a large teddy bear. A part of Hitch wanted to stay wrapped around his blanket with Pipp, but he knew he couldn't fall asleep again with his alarm clock going off even if he didn't have work. He mentally sighed and lightly nudged Pipp with his leg.

"Your Highness. Your Highness, wake up," he whispered.

Pipp whimpered and robotically let go of Hitch. She yawned and stretched with her front legs in the air before turning to Hitch with a drowsy smile.

"Hey," she said. "What's that noise coming from?"

"It's my alarm clock upstairs. It's time for me to get ready for work," Hitch said.

Pipp gave Hitch a confused look with her eyes half open, for in her mind, it was still night time, and they were still watching the movie. She looked past Hitch to see the time on the clock, and her eyes widened. She turned to Hitch and her cheeks grew warm as she looked away from Hitch with an awkward smile.

"Whoops," she said with a bashful giggle. "Guess we didn't finish the movie."

"Guess not," Hitch agreed with a chuckle. "Gotta say, I never thought I'd fall asleep watching a spooky movie before."

"Me neither," Pipp said before she looked away, rubbing her hoof. "I also didn't think that's how we were going to fall asleep together for the first time."

Hitch covered his face with the blanket as his cheeks heated up more. He had initially planned to surrender his bed to Pipp while he slept on the couch, thinking going to sleep together was something to hold off until he and Pipp decided to live together if the relationship went that far. From the corner of Hitch's eye, however, he could see Pipp's cheeks were still a deeper shade of pink as she continued to look away from him. Hitch tilted his head in confusion, finding it odd that the beautiful princess was timid around him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door. Hitch took off the blanket, got off the couch, and headed to the door. He opened the door to find an impatient Zipp glaring at him with her dark blue eyes. Zoom and Thunder stood behind Zipp, giving Hitch stern looks.

"Where is she?" Zipp growled.

"Um, in the living room," Hitch said with a twitch of unease.

Zipp pushed Hitch aside and let herself in as soon as Hitch finished his sentence, with Zoom and Thunder following. They entered the living room just as Pipp got off the couch, and she grunted in irritation.

"Zipp, what are you doing? You can't just barge into somepony's home," Pipp rebuked.

"I'm pretty sure I can when Mom tells us to head home, and you're not answering your phone," Zipp countered as Hitch returned to the living room.

Pipp looked at her sister, confused, and took out her phone. She pressed the power button, but the screen remained blank. Her eyes widened, and she let out a long, dramatic gasp as she realized her phone was out of battery.

"Bestie! Bestie, no!" Pipp squealed as though she were holding a live creature that died.

"Seriously? How could you forget to charge your phone? You never do that," Zipp said.

"I didn't get a chance to. We were having dinner and watching a movie, and then we… kind of dozed off on the couch," Pipp said

Zipp raised an eyebrow until she noticed the blanket on the couch, the dirty dishes and empty smoothie cups on the table, and the TV still on. She sighed, and Zoom and Thunder eased up before the oldest princess turned to Hitch.

"Sorry, Sheriff. I kinda freaked out from instantly getting Pipp's voicemail," Zipp said.

"It's all right. I get it. You're still skeptical about me, and it was your sister and my first night together," Hitch said. "That being said, I must inform you that it is against the law to come into somepony's house without permission, and you have no jurisdiction in Maretime Bay."

"That's fair," Zipp said. "Anyways, we better get going pronto."

"But, what about Bestie?" Pipp whined. "Can't I charge her before we go? And what about breakfast?"

"We grabbed some bagels and coffee for the trip, and you know there's no reception outside of town," Zipp said. "You can charge your phone when we get home."

Pipp pouted, but Zipp gave her an unfazed look. Hitch frowned, wishing Pipp didn't have to go already, then smiled as he walked over to Pipp.

"How about I walk you to the end of the borders of Maritime Bay?" he asked.

Pipp's ears perked up, and she gasped with a grin.

"Yes, please," she said.

Hitch smiled back, and together he, Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder exited the house and began walking down the path to the outskirts of Maritime Bay. Pipp trotted close to Hitch again and glanced at him as they walked. Hitch noticed Pipp giving him another kittenish look and immediately turned his head away. Pipp covered her mouth to hide a giggle, then nuzzled her head against Hitch's. Hitch felt goosebumps all over his body, and he almost tripped on his front hoof, taken aback by the sudden moment of affection. He grinned sheepishly while avoiding eye contact with Pipp, which amused her more.

"He's like a little bunny," Pipp thought. "No, he's like a shy puppy too bashful to be petted. It's so adorable."

Pipp covered her mouth to hide another giggle, feeling like a school filly fawning over the colt she liked. After about 10 minutes, Hitch, Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder were at the blue sign that said, "Now leaving Maritime Bay" out in the field. Pipp pouted again, wishing Hitch could stick around a little longer, then put on another cheerful face as everypony stopped, and she turned to Hitch.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I had fun on our first get-together," Pipp said. "We should see if we can rent that movie sometime to finish it."

Hitch squirmed before forming a grin so Pipp wouldn't notice.

"Y-yes. We should do that," he said. "Also, thank you again for getting through Sprout's thick skull. It may be too optimistic to say, but we made real progress with him.

"My pleasure," Pipp said. "Anyway, I'll text you as soon as we get home, then we can talk about you coming for a visit."

"Looking forward to it. Safe travels," Hitch said.

"Catch ya later, Sheriff," Zipp said.

Zoom and Thunder saluted before they and Zipp turned around and began their long trek back to Zephyr Heights. Pipp took a few steps following them, then stopped momentarily and checked to make sure her sister wasn't looking back. Hitch tilted his head until Pipp turned around, rushed over to him, and firmly kissed his cheek. Hitch stood paralyzed with half of his face beet red as Pipp giggled again, then rushed over to catch up with Zipp and the guards.

Hitch stared at nothing for a few minutes when Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder were already half a mile away. When he came to, he waved at Pipp with a goofy smile even though she was too far away. When the pegasi were out of sight, Hitch began walking back to Maritime Bay. He put his hoof on the cheek Pipp kissed and wished she could have stayed longer. Going back to work and filing paperwork was starting to feel less attractive without Pipp there.

"It's going to be a long few days before I can hear from her again," Hitch said to himself with a sad sigh.

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Mukbang part 6

“So, how about we give these pancakes a try? *Grins* As I said prior, this treat is what I am most excited to try! I found this recipe online and was excited to try it for this event. Cinnamon Pancakes! These were fun to make; I loved watching them change color on the frying pan and fluff up! *Licks lips* I cannot wait to sink my teeth into these!

*Takes a bite, face lights up* Wow. That cinnabar is potent! But it’s so tasty and goes well with the fluffy and buttery taste of the breakfast cake. And this syrup? So sweet and warm! Perfect combination, if you ask me!

And it looks like a topic of conversation just pinged. *Reads text* Oh, this is definitely on point. But it's a tricky question for sure. *Looks at camera* Why do you all make me suffer so? Just listen to what this ‘Nonny asked. If you had to choose to only ever eat lunch, breakfast, or dinner for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

*Clearly throat* First, I am going to have to have a little chat with you. I don’t usually get angry, and I am trying to hold back the inner beast here. But listen. *Face goes stern as a finger is wagged at the camera* You forgot a meal. Dessert. How could you? You cannot forget about cannolis, cakes, ice cream, and pies! *Busts into laughter* I’m just playing; I am not mad. Though there really should be that fourth choice, however, that would not be the healthiest choice.

Hmmmmm *Face deep in thought* I suppose I couldn’t pick brunch? I think that would be considered cheating. * Takes another bite of pancake* This is tough. I simply adore breakfasts; they seem the most comforting and wholesome. And nothing beats chowing down on such rich and sweet foods first thing in the morning. Well, after my morning yoga and prayers.

But my absolute favorite meal would have to be supper. To me, it’s the most filling. I love Cyber/tonian sushi, noodles with all the fixings like a sunny-side-up egg, fresh veggies, and meat. *A dreamy look appears on face* Even some of Rat/chet’s favorites are up there, believe it or not. Greasy burgers and fries, lasagna, fried cyberchicken. *Giggles* Yes, I ate plenty of the food tonight. But another reason I enjoy suppers is that Rat/chet and I usually eat these meals together. Yes, our suppers are later in the evenings, but my mech loves coming home to a fresh, home-cooked meal on the table. *Pouts* if he runs late, sometimes I have to microwave them. *Gives a sweet smile, then devours the rest of the pancakes* But we always enjoy the time spent together!

Now it’s time to move on to another dish and another ask. What shall I try next, hmmm? *Bites lip while looking over the table* Ooooo, I know. This pudding. Doesn’t it look so yummy? It has a layer of crunchies on top of some thick whipped cream, then two flavors of pudding: amber and bronzite. And the very bottom is a moist bed of hematite cake. *Grabs a spoon and takes a bite* This is so rich and creamy!

Alright, the next question comes from Auto/bot Jerry. This is one crazy robo-mouse! Let’s see what’s on his mind. ‘Dri/ft, it’s Jerry! I always wondered how you’re able to eat so much and never get full, even from getting so huge. Speaking of, mind if I rest inside your flabs while you eat? Please? I haven’t bothered Rat/chet today, I promise!’

*Raises brow* Well, I am glad you haven’t pestered Rat/chet today, but I am banking on you saving that for another day. *Sighs* I’ll find out when you do; my lover always comes back in an extra grumpy mood when you do tease. *Eats more pudding*

How can I eat so much? Well, that’s simple. This food is just so flavorful and, dare I say, addictive. Each mouthful tastes like another! And before you know it, your dish is finished, and you are ready for another one. *Smiles and laughs* Now, about never getting full…. Well, that’s not quite the truth. Trust me, I am feeling it right now. *Rubs his grumbling belly* The dull aches are turning into a steady pain that’s radiating all over my belly. Do you hear my belly crying angrily? *Huffs out air* I just hope I can finish! *Gobbles up more pudding, licking some from his lips* My golly, I sure did get huge…Just look out how thick my thighs became and how my belly takes much of my lap!

But I am onto the best part of this treat. *Shows camera* I have reached the cake layer! *Scoops cake and pudding into mouth* Now, as for resting in my flab rolls…. Oh, I bet it would be so warm and cozy for sure! Perfect place to take a nap. Sadly, I am gonna have to decline, though. I am simply too stuffed to house a little robomouse between these rolls. I don’t think there’s enough room! Plus, my belly is all achy and quivery as is without you squirming around. You’ll have to take a rain check for another time. *Polishes off the pudding*

Well, that sure was scrumptious! And eating one sweet tastes like another. How about this Alti/hex roll? I just love this earthy-red brown shell and pink cream rolled in such a pretty little coil. And the confectionary copper flakes look ever so pretty. *Picks up the dish and shows camera* Now, this usually serves four. And I know I should save some for my conj/unx…All I can promise is to try! * Takes a huge bite, optics light up*

Hmmmmmmmm. Very tasty! The cake is light and fluffy, yet the cream filling is thick and sweet. Such a perfect combination! *A ping is heard* We have another ask from a viewer. This one comes from Soup. Oh, that is a lovely name…. soup is such a comforting food to eat on cold winter nights! But Soup wants to know my record for the most I have ever eaten in one sitting. *Raises brows*

Not to sound lame, but I think this time. I know I came close some other times, but if I finish all these plates of food, this one will take the cake. * Chuckles, eating another large slice of rolled cake* I rarely go overboard like this, to be honest. While it feels ever so lovely and cozy to be soft and squishy like this… *Kneads at pliable belly flab* …The next few days are going to be restrictive. Sure, I can walk still…*Optics dart back and forth* Well, at least I hope so. Waddling would be more like it! *Nervously chuckles, takes another bite*

But it’s challenging. Plus, the extra weight gets tiresome lugging around and you get out of breath so quickly. I ensure I have a few days off after eating so much. *Shrugs* You know time off doesn’t come around often.

Needless to say, I cannot overindulge myself to this extent that much.

This kind of ties into another question I just received from Hoot. ‘Has your weight gain been distracting to yourself or other crew mates?’ *Tilts his helm as the last of the cake roll is consumed* Yes, it has distracted other crew members, and sadly, some of it wasn’t very nice. When I get this huge, I usually don’t go strolling out and about. Thankfully, no emergencies ever popped up that needed my presence. I typically make sure some other high-ranking officer is available.

But I have gone out and about with more of a starter belly. Most mech’s didn’t really care. *Optics glance over remaining dishes, widening upon spotting the next dish, a cinnamon bun* There would be some glances at my spare tire, and some would try to poke. *Bites lip* I don’t mind if Rat/chet pokes at me, but I do not like to be touched by other mechs. I know it wasn’t meant in jest, but it makes me uncomfortable. *Sighs*

But let me interrupt by showing off this little gem. Just look at all this thick icing on top of this cinnamon bun! This is going to be such a sugary snack! And it’s going to go right to my hips.

*Takes a bite* Hmmmmmmm… Very fresh, buttery taste. And the icing? Very delightful! *Smacks lips* But to continue on what I was saying. Who would think it’s alright to just walk up to someone and touch them? Does anyone else find that invasive? I’m not talking about a clap on the back or touching my arm… poking a tummy is…a bit private, I think. *Takes another bite* Some people get too handsy if you ask me.

But I noticed some turned heads as I wonder about. Some linger long enough to make me question if they like what they see. *Winks*

But then some laugh and make fun. Wh/irl was the worst. I mean, okay, I can overlook the staring at my paunch, but the calling out was embarrassing. I was at Swe/rves, and he shouted insults about my weight and appearance across the whole bar. He hollered stuff like fat pig, heifer, what a lumpy sack of slag. *Cheeks redden* And to hear the laughter erupt from other bar patrons? It was just too much! Trust me, I have been called worse but turned right around and left. *Takes another large bite of the baked good*

They act as if chub is the most disgusting thing in the world. Like it’s some kind of disease that if you get too close, you’ll catch it. *Shakes helm* They need to learn more about contagious diseases. And understand that just because someone sports a belly, they still deserve to be treated with respect. We’re not cyber/animals, after all. *Finishes off cinnamon bun*

However, I do not wish to dwell on the bad times. Now, Have I ever distracted myself? Never during anything super important. I am good at staying focused on the tasks at hand. However, during…um... *Sheepishly smiles* I sure hope he’s not watching! But during Ult/ra Mag/nus’ long, rambling speeches, I caught myself idly groping belly flab. It just helps pass the time during the boring- I mean informative speeches. *Smiles* Really, Ult/ra Mag/nus makes several good and wise points… he just tends to get into so much detail over everything. Before you know it, you just listened to how important it is to use matching paperclips or something like that. *Shakes helm* He means well, I can tell you that.

This has been ever so fun tonight. I sure am enjoying myself so far. How about my lovely viewers? Are you having a good time? I sure hope so! It sure has been fun sharing a meal together and getting to know each other! And I am almost finished, though, definitely going to struggle to finish! Please send good, encouraging thoughts!

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Still taking on more askes! So, if you have a question for Dri/ft, send it in! You can send multiples. Also, if you wanted to ask as another T/F character- just state so! Let’s keep this mukbang going and see if our dear swordsmech can handle all that food infront of him!

#chubformers #siberatart #mukbang #chubby belly

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