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#so this one is just chocolate since more people eat that than walnut
fuckkwithtwoks · 2 years
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Batkids and their fave patrol snacks!! (yes B carries all of them in his belt to this day)
Dick - fruit snacks. He was little when he started robining and fruit snacks were fun enough that he would eat them but Bruce could also get the healthy real fruit kind, so win-win.
Jason - Apple slices (usually with peanut butter) Jason is the reason everyone has different snacks because he is not a fan of fruit snacks. B just pivoted to bringing real fruit and this one stuck.
Cass - Trail mix, it must have M&Ms in there but other than that she'll eat any kind. She doesn't get what people's problem with raisins is (her second go to is chocolate covered ones) so she never picks them out.
Steph - Pringles. You can pry them out of her cold dead hands Bruce. Are they good for you? No. Are they quiet? Also no. She doesn't care and Bruce acts a bit annoyed by it but he still keeps them in his belt just in case and when she asks for a new flavor (she likes variety) he grumbles at her but switches them.
Tim - Peanuts. I've decided Tim is mildly allergic to tree nuts, but desperately wishes he wasn't. Also they're small and relatively quiet and quick to grab and throw in his belt because back when he started being robin, Bruce didn't carry snacks anymore, so Tim made do (eventually B notices he always brings them and starts carrying them for him)
Duke - A sandwich. Look, Dukes out mostly during the day and so it's just easier to make a quick sandwich in the morning to eat after school. It's way more filling too since everyone else goes out after dinner but usually it's been a few hours since Dukes had lunch.
Damian - Granola bars, he especially likes ones with chocolate chips in them, though he'd never admit it. He insists granola bars are his go to because they're more tactically smart since they're bars instead of individual little pieces of food.
Bonus:
Bruce - whatever weird leftovers his kids left. Only the orange fruit snacks because dick is almost thirty and still won't eat them. Tim's peanuts that accidentally ended up half mixed with Cass's trail mix and now Tim can't eat because there were walnuts in it. A pb&j Duke didn't get around to eating yesterday. Whatever's around that the kids can't, didn't, or won't eat.
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1d1195 · 24 days
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Time Extra I
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This was one of the first stories I wrote when I came back from my hiatus a couple years ago. I thought about it every day for years when I was really not feeling my best and finally put it on paper. There are, what I think, some pretty intense trigger warnings on the other parts of the series--it's pretty different than my other happy fluffy writing. This is not going to be too sad though--there is a vague mention of the previous parts so read with caution but it won't be anything vivid. It's fluffy stuff based on this ask.
~2.6k words
I hope you like it :)
Everything was completely perfect. After so many years of feeling distraught and lost, Harry thought it was a miracle—no, that she was a miracle—that he could feel so happy, so complete.
Which was why it was terrifying to imagine that he could ruin it all.
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Over the two years since they reunited, they didn’t talk much about the actual day once they moved past it. She would hear from her ex-fiancé’s family now and again. She would run into them at the store or something. Most were pretty kind to her overall, but she could feel the contempt in their voices. It didn’t bother her completely—it was just frustrating that she knew they would neverunderstand.
Harry still went to his regularly scheduled therapy appointment. She did as well. They both worked, they both lived together, everything was easy. They danced in the kitchen and watched Niall play his guitar at open mic nights.
Everything was completely perfect. After so many years of feeling distraught and lost, Harry thought it was a miracle—no, that she was a miracle—that he could feel so happy, so complete.
Which was why it was terrifying to imagine that he could ruin it all.
There was a plan. A big to do. He was going to have her family, his family, their friends all in the same place. He was going to tell her how much he loved her and that he never wanted to be away from her ever. The way time had separated them only to bring them back together had to mean something.
Harry was terrified.
Maybe it was just some sort of savior’s complex. She always said he saved her that day. He didn’t see how it was possible. There was no saving he did. He did the drowning, he ruined her day, he made her pass out, he made her scared and feel sick to her stomach.
Sometimes, when Harry was having a bad day, he would think about what her life would be like if he hadn’t called her. He imagined it would be very much the same as it was with him, but she would maybe have a baby to take care of by then. She would make dinner for her husband. There would be a pile of laundry to fold on the sofa and a new episode of her show playing on the TV. It would be normal.
But it was normal in their lives as well.
There were days they argued—nothing major, but the world didn’t end the way Harry thought it would. She slept soundly beside him and reached blindly for him if they separated at night. Her baking skills never ceased to amaze him. On days that he didn’t even realize he was struggling a little more than others, he arrived home to his favorite chocolate chip cookies (the ones that she put walnuts in because she knew Harry loved them) or those fudgy brownies that he could only eat one or he would get a stomachache. But they made him feel whole. Cared for.
She was there.
So of course, when he asked her to marry him it had to be perfect. It had to be special. It needed to be the most perfect moment of her life. The people who loved and adored her needed to be there and see how much Harry adored her. Very few people knew what happened that day. Most only knew that she found Harry again. They fell in love again—or as she liked to point out—they remembered they were in love.
Harry had stayed home unbeknownst to her. The final details of the plan needed to be taken care of and he was nothing if not thorough. As far as she knew, they were having a date night when she got home from work. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing that would set off some kind of alarm or spoil the surprise.
Harry was reading the speech he had on his phone—it had been memorized for over a year. He just needed to get the details in order. When she moved in, it felt so right. Part of him wished he had asked her right then.
You wanted red roses or pink ones? Niall texted.
Both.
Aren’t you a regular Casanova.
Proposing in front of everyone they knew seemed a little crazy now. Harry had left the restaurant after seeing the set-up, the little private table that would keep them out of sight of those waiting for her response. Now it was waiting. Waiting for her to get home, they would get ready, they would drive to the restaurant as boyfriend and girlfriend and hopefully return as an engaged couple.
Harry felt dizzy. If he messed up and it was less than perfect, less than what she deserved, he would lose his mind. She was his angel. Every single day. Each day he saw her and spoke to her. There was nothing, no one, more important than her. For a few moments he sat on the couch, his head tilted toward the ceiling, and he took those deep breaths that his therapist instructed him to take when he was feeling overwhelmed.
He thought about the first time he did them and she looked at him curiously when he turned his attention back to the show they were watching. “Are you alright?” She asked.
He felt embarrassed. “When m’feeling overwhelmed, m’therapist told me how t’breathe—”
She blinked. “Oh,” she interrupted. “Are you feeling overwhelmed about something I can help with?” She asked.
Of course she asked. The kindness that emanated from her was overwhelming in itself. “No, sometimes m’jus’ a little...” he shrugged.
She nodded understandingly. “I get that way too. Can you teach me?” She asked.
“Kitten,” he chuckled with a shake of his head. “M’sure y’know how t’do the deep breathing exercises.”
“Every doctor is different,” she shrugged. “Tell me,” she encouraged.
He knew she was trying to help bond with him over something she didn’t need to. Another way she could help take care of his addled brain. It was so sweet. He talked her through the steps, feeling awkward that he was explaining how to breathe to a professional that did this with her own patients every day.
“It’s supposed t’feel like a balloon is being inflated in your ribs,” he explained the metaphor his own doctor used with him.
“Oh, I like that,” she mumbled adding it to the back of her mind as she followed his instructions. “I’m sorry you’re feeling overwhelmed, baby,” she cooed softly, stroking his hair behind his ear. “Do you want tea or something?”
Harry smiled at the memory, eyes closed, face toward the ceiling. He heard the door open and in walked the angel. Her phone pressed to her ear, while she tilted her head to the side. Once she set her bag down, held the phone in her hand, she shook her head.
But when she made eye contact, she smiled at Harry, mouthing hi, and blowing a kiss with her free hand. Harry thought his heart would explode. “Mom, I just got home, and I’ve had a really long day,” she explained. “Can I call you tomorrow?” She asked. “Great. Love you too, bye.”
She put her phone on the counter and sighed deeply. “Every time I leave this apartment, I’m reminded why I never want to leave,” she grumbled.
Harry chuckled. “Everything okay with your mum?”
She nodded. “Fine, just going on and on about nonsense,” she rolled her eyes. “She’s meeting my sister for dinner and my sister did not offer to drive. It makes me immensely angry.”
“I see,” he frowned. “Where are they going?” He asked, wondering how much of the surprise her mum may have let slip.
“She didn’t say. I don’t care. It’s not like I can go drive her and pick her up myself,” she rubbed her forehead. “I’m sorry. I had a tough day with some tough patients and I’m letting it dip into our date night,” the frustration on her face disappeared at the word date and a smile replaced it. “I’m looking forward to dinner and especially dessert. They have lava cake,” she said knowingly.
Harry already knew that of course. He was sure to tell the hostess that she would want one. “I know, kitten,” he smiled. It pained him to say the next sentence, but he had to. It wasn’t fair to her frustrated. “Y’know... if you’re not feeling well, we could stay in and—”
“Absolutely not,” she shook her head fiercely. “I just need to change and touch up my makeup. I need a nice date night,” she leaned over the couch, kissed him squarely on the mouth and then headed toward the bedroom.
Harry smirked, feeling at ease for a moment and listening to the sound of her hum as she fixed herself up for the night. His heart started pounding as the minutes ticked by. In less than three hours he would have a fiancée.
Or so he hoped.
The thought of her saying no hadn’t really occurred to him. They lived together, they loved each other, it seemed like a natural step in the relationship.
Right?
Suddenly the thoughts of inadequacy rushed through him and stuck to every crevice of his brain. Every thought was plagued with the notion of shortcomings. He wasn’t good enough for her. There were all the thoughts of her being trapped with him for nothing but ruining her original wedding day.
Maybe she didn’t even want to be married again. Maybe reliving the memory of the first time she tried getting married was something she never wanted to experience again. The idea that he would bring it up and make her sad made him nauseous.
“What time is our reservation?” She called.
“Six,” he cleared his throat trying to push the emotion out of his voice and mind, but it was next to impossible.
They would leave in twenty minutes.
She would say yes. Save him embarrassment. Wait to talk with him in private. They wouldn’t get married. She would move out. There wouldn't be a them anymore. Harry would—
“Do you think they’ll have bread?” Her voice was closer, Harry could hear her heels on the floor of the apartment echoing closer to him. “Or should I have a snack?” Her fingers were fiddling with the earring on her left ear then she opened the fridge to look inside, scanning the contents of leftovers, and cheese bites that she kept for emergencies such as the current one. “Are you hungry at all?” Harry’s stomach hurt so much but it wasn’t from hunger. She didn’t look at him to ask the question, focusing on the snacks too much to notice that he had left the couch. “I’m honestly starving—”
“Will you marry me?”
The room seemed to freeze. The moment of time suspended for who knew how long. Slowly, she half-closed the fridge door to get a visual of her boyfriend in front of her. Her dress was unzipped—she intended for Harry to zip her up once she found a suitable snack. Only one earring was in her ear. The bobby pin she had pinched between her teeth muffled her voice just a bit.
Harry was on the floor. Knelt all but two feet away from her, a little velvet box held out to her in his shaky hands, making the sparkling diamond twinkle in the kitchen light. The bobby pin fell from her lips and sounded like a bookshelf had fallen on the floor in contrast to the quietness of the moment.
“Harry,” she whispered.
“I’m sorry,” he croaked, closing his eyes tightly to try and will the tears away. “I have this huge thing planned. All our friends and family are going t’be at the restaurant. It was supposed t’be a surprise because y’deserve everyone y’know and love t’be there but m’realizing y’might say no. Y’might—”
“Harry,” she repeated, her voice so gentle, but there was the sound of disapproval evident in just the tone of her voice.
“—not want t’get married. Not after last time. Maybe not t’me. M’sorry. I wanted it t’be perfect,” he whispered. “I had a whole speech planned ‘bout how much I love and adore you. How you’re m’favorite person on this earth and how I feel so completely safe and cared for and I want t’do that for you for the rest of our lives,” he paraphrased the monologue that he had memorized ages ago but suddenly couldn’t remember a word of it. “But you’ve had a long day and m’not going t’make it any easier asking in front of all of them if y’want t’say no. So, I have t’do it now. Will you marry me?” He repeated.
Her lips were parted just slightly. Her eyes shiny and beautiful. God, she never looked so beautiful. “Harry,” her voice was soft.
“If s’a no,” his voice cracked. “M’gonna say you’re sick. That I can’t in good conscience let y’go out when y’don’t feel well.”
“Harry Styles,” she whispered, a shake of her head. “Yes, isn’t an adequate enough word for what I want to say to you,” she promised.
His head snapped up again, he hadn’t realized he wasn’t looking at her while he rambled, terrified to see the rejection on her face. But that wasn’t rejection. Yes, he realized, wasn’t a word that meant rejection.
“You said yes,” he murmured.
“Did you honestly think I would say no?”
It was silent again. Like time suspended once more, he tried to remember if time was necessary to breathe. If there was something he was supposed to do or say. It took him that moment to realize he was memorizing every detail. Every skin cell on her pretty face, the way the air smelled, how the chill from the fridge was giving him goosebumps.
Without noticing it happened, he was standing. Harry’s face was in her neck, his arms around her waist and his nose inhaling her sweet scent. His eyes watered and he swallowed hard as he shook his head against her skin. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you, Harry,” she giggled, teary as well. Her arms around him just as tightly and she kissed the side of his head buried in her neck.
He wasn’t sure how long he stayed in her embrace, but she didn’t rush him. Eventually he pulled away from her. He grabbed the ring out of its cushion, dropping the little box to the floor beside her bobby pin, and slipped it on her fourth finger. She looked at it briefly. She had seen a diamond on that finger before but looking at this one now, the other one looked terrible in comparison. It wasn’t right.
This was right.
“I have t’take it back,” he whispered.
She smiled and nodded. “I know.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again.”
“Can’t believe you thought I would say no,” she giggled.
He rolled his eyes. “You are so perfect, kitten. M’so in love with you. If something isn’t perfect for you...” he shook his head. “You deserve perfect.”
“I hope you know,” she wiggled her ring finger in front of his eyes. “That means you,” she promised.
This relieved, happy expression crossed his face and he felt so overwhelmed with happiness that he thought he would cry. “How much time do we have before we need t'leave?” He murmured to himself looking at the stove clock.
“Forever,” she shook her head with a smile. Cupped his face and leaned in for his sweet, pink lips. “We have all the time in the world.”
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littlechinesedoll · 3 months
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support your local sellers, don't just eat their stuff when it's free. we sellers, home business bakers don't need y'all to just tell us it's good and that we need to sell it. don't turn your backs when we finally put a price to our efforts. you don't get to decide the price of our products, effort, and exhaustion.
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we have a small community cooperative who wanted to host small bazaar of sorts. of course, nobody is obligated to sell anything. one of our neighbors decided to sell vegetables.
i, who have given away free samples of literally everything i have been baking/experimenting on for the last three years, thought this is a good idea to gather more customers or find opportunity even for giveaways since it's christmas. i already have a loyal customer base who always get half a dozen of these large cookies every now and then, and then more during christmas. so i thought, what's the harm? maybe someone will like these and buy some for gifting, right?
i made some half batches of cookies (cranberry and white chocolate 2USD/pc, dark chocolate and walnuts 2.5USD/pc, double chocolate 2USD, and snickerdoodles 1USD/pc) and three loaves of chocolate cake (8USD/pc). the cookies are 125g (4.4oz) each, and the cake as a whole with the ganache topping is about 400g (14oz by weight).
it doesn't sound like a lot, but it was a LOT of money for me.
i was there at the space provided for us from 2pm to 9pm. i sold like, 1 cake, and less than 10 cookies. all while loads of people were driving and walking by, and our community who have tried all of these baked goods i had been giving away during my r&d, are now all just walking past me, now that i had put a price on my baked goods.
i packed up at 9pm ready to throw away all this wasted money, these stale cookies. i was told to come back at 9am the next day and display all of it again. so i go home with all these cookies and cake.
i really was ready to throw it all away. i thought, i dont get a sale, nobody gets to eat. simple as that. if someone expects that i will give this away because i didn't get to sell it, NO. I WILL THROW IT AWAY. waste my time, and money, fine. nobody gets anything, but the real loser is me, because all these people have had my food but they only want it when it's free. how fuckin abusive is this community.
i did this because they asked, because they wanted the community to get together and know each other, but then they're only good at fucking opening their mouths and never really fuckin doing what they said they want to happen.
(the space is just a vacant lot we cleaned up)
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i came back the second day and put up shop at 930am. selling day old fuckin cookies what a fucking joke.
still nobody came by. and someone still had the audacity, who has had all free tastes to all r&d i've done, to tell me to lower my prices so that people will buy them.
like. i fucking make all of this alone. i have had to make so many orders during christmas sometimes i am STILL up and packing cookies when the church bells start to toll in the early morning.
sugar and flour are at all time high, and someone has the fucking audacity to tell me to sell at a lower price? then what's the point of building a business if i have to fucking lower the price and barely make a profit just so people would buy it? how about i don't fucking sell at all and never give you any r&d ever again?
i was only able to get the stocks down to one cake and five snickerdoodles because i posted online that cookies were available, and people who regularly bought from me messaged and said they wanted the stock.
my regulars were the ones to buy from me, not the community who wanted me to be here.
then later that night they wanted me to bring cake to this small potluck christmas party they had. i had to go because many people there were good friends of my parents (most of them have already bought from me) and most of them are the people i am close to in the community. i brought cake.
there were two cakes. one from a massed produced bakery, and mine, (probably a 9x13 sheet cake or larger). THE PEOPLE WHO WALKED BY FUCKING FINISHED MY ENTIRE CAKE AND BARELY ATE THE BAKERY ONE.
LIKE. WHAT??
they kept on complimenting me and stuff, told me to sell it, and all i said was thank you because im not here to be talking back, i just wanted to enjoy myself and my friends my age were there (who also have bought my stuff).
then my dad's good friend and who is also our attorney, who has bought a lot from me said, "if you think it's so good then buy it! she was at the stall the whole time and she had lots of it on display and you didn't buy any!"
i was like, burn, you old wrinkled bats. burn.
but i mean, i get it, business is business, and i can't win all the time. but it still hurts that the community who wanted me to sell my products, didn't want to buy it when i tried to sell it to them.
in the end, it's not this community who helped me recover my losses, but my regulars. i am never selling here again, unless they come to me and request it to my face, that they want to buy my products.
we sellers, home business bakers don't need y'all to just tell us that our food good and that we need to sell it. y'all need to buy our pastries, cakes and cookies, too, when we finally put a price to our efforts because you think it's too expensive. you don't get to decide the price of our products, effort, and exhaustion.
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yogurshop1234 · 1 year
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nighttimescribbles · 2 years
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HII SCRIBS !! never apologise for your sore mouth but i hope you and your pup are feeling much better :') my replies might be a little sporadic from now since it's assignment season and all the days i'm not working, i have classes beginning at 8am so my schedule is not letting me relax at all :')) but unleashing my thoughts and everything in your ask box is relaxing to me so i have to wait an extra couple of days to let my excitement cool down just so i don't overwhelm or bore you with the extra length
FIRST OFF THOUGH,,, YOUR COOKIES LOOK SO MUCH BETTER THAN THE ONE IN THE VIDEO. i'm sooo in love with chocolate chip cookies when they look extra rustic and i know the only way you can achieve that is if you chop up a big block of chocolate and the flaky bits melt and dot the dough into a masterpiece. you're tempting me to try it with walnuts as well, it should be fine for me to eat given it'll be heated or 'cooked' in a way but i still have a whole bag of walnuts from the carrot cupcakes so i'll have to put that to good use because i know none of my family members will use it :')) as for the blueberry muffins i'm almost very certainly sure frozen blueberries will make the perfect substitute. blueberries aren't in season everywhere and it isn't in everyone's budget everywhere either. i think just as long as it's able to do its job in being a sweet burst of berry goodness, frozen or fresh blueberries will suffice.
i'm so glad your stew was delicious and i can just imagine that it tastes better over the next day. it's only normal for food made with so much love to taste better the next day after the flavours strengthen and all. potatoes really are a godsend please that episode would have been hilarious. but they do have a point, bland potatoes in itself would be the worst thing to eat but i completely agree that mashed potatoes are so good. my mum's recipe is the blueprint of my love for a good mash. and the recipe is so simple so if you'd like to try it one day. after boiling your potatoes, mash it with milk, butter, salt and pepper and her secret ingredient is mayonnaise. it definitely makes it much creamier but also adds a certain flavour that makes me fall in love every single time.
poor pup 😭 i hope he's able to stay warm in the upcoming colder weather with those clothes and nice, loving cuddles from you. it's only what the both of you deserve of course.
but yess i amm !!! an october libra. and it falls in spring in my country and given that i'm named after a flower, i love telling people i'm allergic to myself. truly the best self-depreciating joke out there.
duolingo is very good i have to admit, but i also used another language learning app that was very good. i can't remember the name off the top of my head but it was one of the top apps that came up so its popularity made sense. if i remember the app, i'll recommend it to you in case you ever want to pick up russian again ! and yes i only learned how to say hello in cantonese before the app i used crash so i was forced to delete it :') i'm currently learning korean in uni so maybe i'll pick up learning canto when i'm done with korean.
ahhh that's so sweet of you to say !! i'm not sure if he'll actually get it on my birthday given my mum told me to hand in a day off on my birthday but i'll still try. also i was finally able to ask what he thought of the carrot cupcakes and for some reason he thought it was lemon. really not the brightest out there but he really enjoyed it so i offered to make more if he'd ever like to have it again. aside from that he also told me he doesn't bake and he would never and i had to tell him it wasn't hard,, i can just give him the recipe because it's so easy to follow but he just doesn't have any faith in himself :') so sad maybe next time i should offer to teach him how to bake. (joking, of course)
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Nonnie! Welcome back to school though ngl that 8am daily start sounds like a total ordeal! Plus work, too! In your busy schedule, i hope you're still able to find time to let loose, have fun, and just be you. My askbox is most excited to hear about all the things that make you happy 🥰
rustic choc chips give SO MUCH back bec even though you can never guess where/how they'll sit in the dough, you can always rely on them for the goopiest, most impressive melt 🤤 i'm glad you like the look of mine! i stuck them in the refrigerator for a bit before forming them into the biggest balls reason (and baking sheet space) would let me 😂 since they sat out in room temp for some time before baking, i thought they'd deflate more, but they baked into some pretty tall good boys with the most delicate crunchy exterior and melty-est chocolate interior. definitely that fall-apart-from-its-own-weight kinda cookie!
if you wanna give it a try with walnuts and cooking the walnuts help prevent your allergies, maybe try roasting them again after chopping them up? i'm totally just guessing here. haha please don't hurt yourself for the love of kitchen adventures 😅
with your blessing, i will charge ahead with frozen blueberries! please keep your fingers crossed that they turn out as great as yours!
lordy, forgive me for what i have done to the leftover stew 😂 i am almost embarrassed to admit my raccoon tendencies but i dumped them into some low-effort pasta i was making myself for a midnight snack 😂 i was looking for protein i didn't have to thaw and season from scratch and the leftover stew was at perfect eye level...👀 ((it turned out to be good pasta. and i squashed the potatoes into the sauce so it got thicker. not bad for disaster lazy food, honestly 😂)) thank you for sharing your mum's mashed potato! i've been thinking about making some for several weeks now but never got around to it! seems the universe wanted me to wait for your tip! 😉 i've previously made mine with all the same stuff your mom uses except for the mayo. now i'm super excited to see how much better it'll be with the secret ingredient! 😍
a cold pup is the perfect excuse to buy more puppy clothes 😆 i'll give him an extra cuddle from you! ❤️❤️❤️
OCTOBER LIBRA!!!!! no wonder you're one of my fave nonnies! you're right in the same boat as some of my best friends! 😍😍😍😍😍😍 i am SO SORRY about your allergies. that is the last thing anyone should have to deal with on their birthday/month/season. bleargh. i find your self-deprecating joke very cute. bonus points if you're named after a notorious pollinator 😆
is the language app babel? i just saw it advertised so it came up on the top of my head hahaha It's so cool though that you're learning korean! good on you! i know many a friend who wants to learn korean so they can watch k-dramas sans subtitles 😆 are you very fluent now? my hometown sees a lot of korean tourists, some of whom even end up settling long-term! now when i see koreans, i'll think of you, too 💕
ohhhhh mystery man 💔❤️‍🩹😭😂 as they say in jjk, the perfect man is one who's a little bit dumb 🥲 he doesn't bake bec whatever he comes up with won't hold a candle to yours. besides, his won't have been made with all your love ❤️‍🔥 but no, seriously, i hope mystery man opens his eyes and appreciates all your efforts and gives back to you in the sweetest way ❤️❤️❤️ i'm rooting for you (and for a brighter filament in his bulb pls, if only to remember your birthday and get/do something special for you))
advance happy birthday! i hope you get that day off, and that you spend it having an absolute blast! 🥳😘😘😘😘😘
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This time I remembered to check that we weren’t out of flour so I could make an actual loaf of banana bread as opposed to ‘sweet banana sludge that must go in the trash’
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tellmealovestory · 3 years
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Cake
Summary: The wedding plans continue as you and Bucky try to decide on a cake flavor.
Notes: It’s been awhile and I’m a little rusty. Part of Something More.
Warnings: Food mentions obviously, but other than that none.
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“Bucky!” You laughed, nudging his knee beneath the table. “You’re supposed to share that.”
Mouth full with red velvet cake and cream cheese frosting didn’t stop him from answering. “Maybe you should eat it faster.”
“It’s not a competition.”
“You sure about that?” A goofy grin on his face, a dab of white frosting stuck to the corner of his mouth and you couldn’t believe this was the man child you were about to spend the rest of your life with.
You couldn’t wait.
Lightly swatting his hand away from the sliver of a sample he had left you with you scooped the red velvet cake onto your fork, popping it into your mouth and chewing thoughtfully as you tried to figure out if you liked it more or less than the previous sample; a simple vanilla bean cake that had left your mouth watering when you paired it with the best buttercream frosting you had ever tasted.
Without waiting for you or Ava, your expert baker to explain the next sample he dived into the next piece, a carrot cake paired with the same cream cheese frosting you were giving serious consideration to marrying if your marriage with Bucky didn't work out.
“Yes I’m sure,” you laughed, answering his question. “We’re supposed to be taking our time and keeping track of what we like and don’t like.” You gestured down to the small spiral notebook that rested between your elbows. Two neat columns with a pros and cons list for each of the samples you were working your way through.
So far the only thing written down was a note of no written in Bucky’s messy handwriting next to the mint chocolate chip cake. And next to that in an even sloppier scrawl were the words tastes like toothpaste.
It hadn’t of course, but no matter how much you had tried to convince him of it the mint chocolate cake was out.
“Hard to keep track when all you’re doing is eating the frosting,” he teased, leaning back into the chair, a self satisfied smirk on his face before he thought to add, “Carrot cakes a no.”
Ignoring him you took a sip of water before trying it. Warm spices burst onto your tongue reminding you of autumn days with him by your side and when you bit into a plump raisin you knew that this cake had serious potential of being the one. Closing your eyes for a second you let the spices dance on your tongue as you cut off another sliver.
Carrot cake at a wedding was a polarizing option, but you were willing to take that chance with this piece. It was that good.
“I’m eating more than just the frosting,” you retorted once you swallowed your second bite of cake. It was mostly true.
When you had first started the first bites you had taken were of the frosting, but in your mind it was the best part of the dessert. Whipped frostings, American buttercream, cream cheese, ganache, you weren’t picky. You had always been that way, anytime you went out with Bucky and split a dessert you always dove into the frosting first while he worked his way through the filling. But this wasn't just any dessert, this was your wedding cake, a day you had been thinking about non stop since he had proposed to you on that random Tuesday night. And once you had bit into one of Ava's creations you had been unable to stop eating the cake, each sample somehow better than the last.
“I think the carrot cake has potential and with the cream cheese frosting it could be a hi-,” you started, words getting cut off with a laugh when you turned to Bucky who was shaking his head no, an exaggerated frown on his face.
“Baby, no,” he whined as he set his fork down on the plate with a soft clink. “Nobody likes raisins.”
Parting your lips to interject that you liked raisins, he beat you to it, “‘Cept you. You really wanna serve our friends and family a cake full of raisins?”
Ava interjected, a woman with the patience of a saint when it came to dealing with you and your varied tastes said, "We can omit the raisins. Some people choose to fill it with pineapple and walnuts." Pushing her glasses up her small nose she glanced between you searching for a compromise that would please not only both of you, but also your wedding guests. She was good at her job and as her words sank in you wondered how much extra you'd have to pay her to have her come over and settle your movie night disputes.
At the mention of juicy pineapples and the added crunch of walnuts in an already delicious cake your mouth watered, but Bucky was quick to shut that suggestion down too.
“Nut allergies.”
"You're not allergic to nuts. What about the pineapple at least?"
"What about our guests? No.”
Chewing on your lower lip you knew that he was right, something you weren't thrilled about telling him, but you also knew that it was possible to still have it without adding the nuts or pineapple or even raisins that he was set against.
You had never thought that trying to find a cake for the wedding would be so complicated. Not only did you have to think about yours and Bucky's likes and dislikes, but you also had to take into account potential food allergies of your guests as well as trying to find something that would please the majority if not everyone.
Ava jotted down a quick note and cleared her throat sensing that the carrot cake was a no go even if you weren't ready to give up. Pointing down to the next sample and explaining what it was you half listened, grabbing your pen and in big letters that took up a quarter of the page you wrote yes next to the carrot cake.
“For someone who said they didn’t care about the wedding planning you sure have a lot of opinions, Bucky.”
He chuckled, the tone low and meant only for you he murmured, “What can I say. Picking out a cake is a lot more interesting than choosing silverware and thinking up wedding favors.” Leaning over he pressed his sugar coated lips to the side of our head in a kiss that was as sweet as the frosting you had been inhaling all afternoon.
The last sample lined up was a confetti cake bursting with the bright colors of greens, reds, pinks, oranges, yellows and blues. The small rectangle that sat on the plate made you feel happy just looking at, not even Bucky's amused expression, smirk curling up those stupidly plump lips of his or the memory of the way he had teased you when you first suggested this, asking if this was for your wedding or tenth birthday party could dampen your spirits. Eagerly diving into the piece your eyes closed in bliss and immediately you knew. This was the one.
And even better was the way that Bucky was nodding his head as he swallowed his bite. Finally you thought, a piece that you both had managed to agree on.
Ava beamed a smile at you seeming to know that after an hour of tasting and years in the business the difficult part of her job was almost over. Shuffling through a pile of papers and photographs she slid over a few glossy photos showing the same cake you were eating in different iterations. Naked with minimal frosting, coated in rainbow sprinkles, fondant flowers cascading down the side even one covered in a thick layer of fondant topped with two macarons on top.
"It's not bad," Bucky settled on, popping the last few crumbs into his mouth.
"Could this be the one?" Ava asked, pen poised over her pad, ready to finalize the details.
Licking the frosting from your lips you turned your attention to Bucky. A silent conversation was had, a perk to having known each other most of your lives.
Mentally you went over one more time the samples you had indulged in.
The carrot cake and mint chocolate chip cake were out despite your best attempts at getting him to change his mind. The vanilla bean cake had been simple, but delicious, an instant crowd pleaser as had the red velvet cake, one that had been so moist it had melted as soon as it touched your tongue, much like the double chocolate cake. And there had been the last one and so far your personal favorite, the confetti cake.
The silent conversation stretched on, Ava sat still, pen still poised above her pad before clearing her throat and suggesting, "Of course you don't have to decide today, but the sooner the better."
A shrug of your shoulders as you left the decision up to Bucky.
"We've decided." Mischief danced in his eyes and curled his lips up into a smirk that screamed trouble. “The cream cheese frosting.”
“Excellent choice,” Ava praised, “Which cake are we pairing this with?”
Turning that mischievous look in your direction and with a straight face nonetheless he managed to say, “No cake. Just the frosting.”
Whatever you had thought he was going to say it wasn’t that. Ava had the decency to look bewildered, glancing between you, the poor woman’s expression growing more confused the longer it took you to find your thoughts.
“Bucky!” You spat out, hand slapping his shoulder. Choking back a laugh and willing your face to stop burning you tried to find the words to apologize on behalf of this man child.
For a beat that felt more like an eternity nobody said anything.
“That not what we agreed on?” Bucky asked, his question caused your face to warm to temperatures that rivaled that of hot lava. Beneath the table you kicked at his ankles while thinking of the numerous ways you were going to get him back for this as soon as you left.
“I’m so sorry. That is not what we agreed on.”
Ava was still flustered, but trying her best to appear professional.
“Possible to get extra frosting on the cake?” Bucky asked and for a brief second he seemed to be taking this more seriously.
A quick nod of her head and she jotted it down, underlining it twice. “We can do that, of course it will be extra.”
“The more frosting the better. Wanna make sure there’s plenty when I feed you that first piece.” His mischievous smirk widened into a full blown smile and this time you didn’t hold back.
“James!” You tried to glare at him, but it faltered when that stupid, beautiful, man child turned his smile on you. “We talked about this and you are not shoving cake in my face.”
“We’ll see.”
For a second that felt more like an eternity your surroundings faded into the background when your gaze locked on his.
No longer could you hear the hustle and bustle of the bakery. No pans clanging as they slid in or out of ovens, no voices rising and falling, no bell jingling overhead as customers streamed in. Nor could you smell the sugar of frosting or the sweetness of the cake samples, no richness of freshly baked bread. Nor could you hear the sound of Ava’s pen tapping against her notepad in rhythmic short bursts.
All you could hear was the steady in and out of Bucky’s breath next to you, the low timbre of his voice when he murmured, “Sweetheart.” All you could see were those sparkling blue eyes of his as they searched yours. All you could feel was the gentleness of his touch when his fingers stroked across your still scorching cheek.
No longer was it you, Bucky and Ava sitting in a back room in a bakery in Brooklyn discussing cake options.
For a few blissful, brief seconds it was just you and Bucky, lost in one others gazes.
All too soon though you were being hurtled back to reality when Ava cleared her throat for the second time that day, breaking you both out of your trances. A knowing look rested on her face, one that you had come to recognize as the same one Natasha and Steve and both of your parents used to shine down on you when your stares lasted a little too long for just friends. A look that seemed to say they had never seen two people more meant for each other.
“Have you decided on a cake?” She asked in a not unkind way.
You got the feeling she was ready to be rid of you both and when Bucky’s hand searched out yours beneath the table, the light touch sending a thrill through you you couldn’t help but feel ready to leave and get him alone.
Another glance in his direction, another silent conversation.
Out of the samples you had tried there were only two you had been able to agree on whole heartedly. They’d not only be crowd pleasers, but you also wouldn’t have to worry about food allergies with them either.
The first was the confetti cake. Vanilla bursting with bright pops of color it had been light and airy, reminding you of his mom’s homemade cakes and all the hours you had spent sitting on their kitchen counters licking the spatulas clean of the batter and watching with rapt attention as she frosted the cake, always giving you the first slice much to Bucky’s annoyance. Paired with a thin layer of vanilla buttercream that Ava had mentioned would pair perfectly with champagne you had been sold after one bite. Even better was that he had seemed to enjoy it as much as you had.
The second had been a double chocolate cake smothered in ganache and that Ava said usually came sprinkled with chocolate shavings on top, every chocolate lovers dream she had said. It had melted on your tongue after the first bite and you swore you had never tasted a chocolate so rich before.
“We have,” Bucky said slowly and for the first time today taking it seriously. “We’ll do the chocolate cake.”
“Perfect!” Ava gushed, jotting it down as she bobbed her head.
As her and Bucky talked amongst themselves finalizing details and asking follow up questions you leaned against his side, mentally crossing another thing off on your wedding to do list as the date grew ever closer.
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soliavenne · 3 years
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A Holiday Episode for The Sand Family: What Would Be Their Perfect Holiday Drink?
Alright ya’ll, this had been a running late holiday episode I was supposed to post a few days ago, but I just got to finish finalizing the recipes and the drawings the other day haha. Either way, here it goes! 
Hope you enjoy! :)
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Temari starts off by finely chopping her pre-cooked, roasted and peeled chestnuts. She places the non-stick pan on medium low heat before pouring the chopped chestnuts in it, followed by the whole milk.
She then proceeds to chop the stick of vanilla bean into two pieces, takes 2/3 of it for the drink; with the remaining 1/3 of the stick to be set aside to flavor the whipped cream later. Temari splits the vanilla bean in half, lengthwise, and scrapes out the vanilla pulp inside and stirs it right into the simmering milk. The same step will be done later to the remaining vanilla bean. Temari prefers using vanilla bean instead of vanilla extract, as the vanilla extract contains unnecessary ingredients and tastes weaker compared to the vanilla bean itself.
Temari doesn’t like using ground cinnamon, as it doesn’t dissolve into the drink. To still have the cinnamon flavor, she throws in a small cinnamon stick into the milk.
Knowing from bad experience, Temari doesn’t leave the simmering milk unattended. She diligently scrapes the bottom of the pan every 1-2 minutes with a rubber spatula so it doesn’t form a film of milk solids that could burn if left neglected. She cracks up the heat a little to medium high to bring it to a boil. After so, Temari reduces the heat at the lowest setting to allow it to simmer, still stirring it occasionally for five minutes before taking it off the heat.
Temari likes using bittersweet chocolate instead of cocoa powder, as the butter content of chocolate allows for a richer taste. She chops the chocolate very finely to have it dissolve faster into the hot milk. Since bittersweet chocolate doesn’t taste as sweet, she adds two tablespoons of light brown sugar and stirs it to dissolve. After that, she takes out the cinnamon stick.
Temari prefers to blitz her hot chocolate in her high-speed blender as it allows her clean the counter and wash the utensils for the meantime as it blends. It leaves little to no trace of remaining chestnut pieces and usually results to a very smooth consistency.
After dividing the nutty, hot chocolate into her mugs and Shikamaru’s mug, she stirs in the Bourbon.
Temari prefers to whip her cold, heavy cream to a medium peak with a hand-held mixer alongside 2 tablespoons of confectioner’s sugar and the scraped vanilla bean from the left stick.
She tops off the drink with a healthy amount of sweetened, vanilla whipped cream, roughly chopped roasted walnuts (as expected), and a drizzle of her own chocolate sauce on to finish it off.
Bonus recipe:
Temari prefers homemade to store-bought if it doesn’t take much of her time to do it, one of the things she swaps for a homemade version is chocolate sauce, knowing it’s a one-pot no brainer recipe. So how does she do it?
Temari’s Homemade Chocolate Sauce
1) 1 ½ cups water
2) 1 ½ cups white sugar
3) 1 cup cocoa powder
4) 1 dash salt
5) 1 stick of vanilla bean.
Pour in the water, sugar, cocoa powder and salt into the pan and heat it over low heat. Stir the mixture constantly until it thickens up and comes to a simmer. Take it off the heat and then stir in the scraped vanilla bean. You can serve it warm, or make it in advance and store in a container into the fridge until ready to be served.
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Kankuro gets cold easily, and he likes to be experimental at times with the food he eats. Hot chocolate with Tequila and a little kick of cayenne? Yep, you got him intrigued. He would certainly give it a shot.
Kankuro usually goes for whole milk, but he decides to go for full cream milk this time to balance off the taste of alcohol and spice perfectly. He does find it resulting to a thicker, decadent hot chocolate, which is something he’s not shy to indulge himself upon.
He prefers to use both parts of milk chocolate and semisweet chocolate. There are times where he opts to not add sugar at all due to the sugars present in his chosen types of chocolate, but if he’s feeling a little kick of a sweet tooth, he would use light brown sugar.
He starts off by finely chopping his chocolates and placing them onto the bowl. Last year, he thought he could chop it at the same time as he allows the milk to boil, but he ended up losing his concentration as he found joy in the sound of chocolate being chopped by his freshly-sharpened knife. The milk boiled over, and the panic had him throwing the chocolate into the scalded milk; with the weight of the chopping board tipping over the pot and resulting to a hot chocolate-less night. Never again. He knew better now. He learns the best after his own mistakes.
To make his favorite hot chocolate, pour in the milk, sugar, salt, ground cinnamon and cayenne pepper into the pot and heat it over medium low. As he only makes this once a year, specifically for the holiday as a sort of little tradition for himself as he dons his holiday sweater, Kankuro is extra mindful to scrape the bottom of the pot until it reaches a gentle boil. He reduces the heat to the lowest setting before pouring in his finely chopped chocolate from his fancy little glass bowl. After stirring it to dissolve, he removes it off the heat and then uses a ladle for extra precaution to transfer it to the mugs.
Stirs in the tequila into the hot chocolate.
Kankuro likes to top it off with a thin layer of store-bought whipped cream. He then sprinkles a small amount of roughly chopped milk chocolate to sweeten the cream, and pinch of cayenne for an interesting contrast.
Note: I forgot to add 1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon powder into the recipe image, but the recipe does call for it! I’m sorry for the error!
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Gaara is not very keen on overly-indulgent, sweet drinks. Already thinking that chocolate is very rich itself, Gaara chooses to use low-fat milk. The lessened percentage of fat from his preferred type of milk is complemented by the butter content that the semisweet chocolate offers. The unsweetened cocoa powder packs in a deep, flavor of strong cocoa minus the fat content. This combination results to a less thicker form of hot chocolate, which Gaara prefers the most. To balance off the bitterness and the acidity, he adds a teaspoon of light brown sugar.
Same old step, Gaara combines the simple, yet the highest of quality products in his non-stick pan. Highest of quality meaning having it exposed less to commercialized practices, as Gaara opts to buy his commodities from Suna’s own, proud farmers as a form of his utmost support. Suna had propositioned to buy additional farmlands from Konohagakure, and their own agriculture business is now thriving for the better.
There are times where he visits the farmers himself, and they are more than happy to welcome their beloved Kazekage with an enormous feast of the freshest of their harvest. Gaara vowed to bring Shinki, Araya, and Yodo next time to introduce this practice he upholds in hopes of passing on the economical and moral importance of supporting their own people and own products to the next generation.
Since it is the holidays after all, he lets himself slide off a just a bit by topping his drink off with his own recipe of espresso whipped cream. It’s fairly simple, he whips the cold heavy whipping cream alongisde a small amount of vanilla bean and a teaspoon of instant espresso powder. It may come off as a surprise that he adds another shot of sugar into this as he wasn’t a person with a sweet tooth at all, but he does find that the molasses flavor of the brown sugar balances the concentrated caffeine flavor of the espresso perfectly.
He then proceeds to counter the sweetness from the brown sugar with a healthy sprinkle of sea salt on top, which Chojuro gave as a gift from the previous Five Kage meeting in hopes advertising it as an international product considering they were the ones who discovered it due to Kirikagure’s being surrounded by large bodies of seawater. It was still a new business, the Mizukage said with a chuckle, but the Kages, including Gaara himself, were intrigued and happy to try it.
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Shikamaru loves coffee. It was what kept him going from the long, dragged afternoons spent in the office doing paperwork ever since he started working for the Sixth Hokage up to the Seventh Hokage. The holidays doesn’t faze him to try something entirely new, it’s got to have a punch of caffeine in it, no ifs, no buts. Alcohol and chocolate? Sounds great to indulge himself in once in a while, but the taste of coffee needs to roll familiarity in his tongue for him to enjoy it fully; so an alcohol-spiked mocha is the perfect stroke to tickle his spots.
It’s nothing too fancy, set up a kettle to boil water for the coffee later as he heats up the milk for the hot chocolate to a gentle boil on a very low heat so it’s less of a risk to burn in case he forgets to stir it now and then. Once it does, he tosses in the semisweet chocolate chips, as the whole chopping business thing was something he didn’t want to trouble himself with. Once fully melted and combined, he takes it off the heat.
Shikamaru then proceeds to dissolve the instant coffee powder and the light brown in the boiling hot cup of water.
The ratio he goes for is to fill the first 1/3 of the cup with hot chocolate, then other third of it with the fresh cup of hot coffee. He then stirs in the amaretto, and a tops it off with a thin layer of store-bought whipped cream or Temari’s leftover whipped cream if he runs out of the previous choice. A little dusting of sweetened cocoa powder for the taste and the aesthetic.
Enjoys his second round of Amaretto-spiked Mocha the best when Shikadai is already asleep upstairs, leaving him and Temari alone to accompany each other as they sit together in the couch, cuddled and laughing under the warm blanket as they savor the cold holiday night in Konohagakure together.
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Shikadai would rather have a freezing milkshake than a hot chocolate because he doesn’t like waiting for the hot beverage to cool down as his mother and father had already gulped half of what they’re having.
Cookies and Cream milkshake was one of the specials that they only offered for the special milkshake month in Thunder Burger Restaurant during September. Since there was no way he could order it by the time the holidays arrive, he asked for Chocho and Inojin’s help to devise his own favorite milkshake recipe. Soon enough, he was able to perfect it; as approved by his own teammates, and Temari’s own highest standards.
Shikadai’s prefers to use skim milk, as he had discovered that the presence of egg yolks in his favorite french vanilla ice cream is what makes it creamier and richer than the usual vanilla ice cream. The lack of fat content in skim milk would balance off the french vanilla ice cream’s richness to prevent it from tasting too indulgent.
Shikadai allows the ice cream to soften up a bit to room temperature where it’s just a little melty. After that, he combines the ice cream, cold skim milk, half amount of the scraped vanilla bean, powdered sugar and chopped, seven pieces of oreo cookies into a high speed blender. He turns it off once he sees it is fully-blended.
He likes to drizzle the homemade chocolate sauce that his mother makes onto the milkshake glass, both for taste and aesthetic as a genetic nod to Shikamaru’s mentioned choice with the dusting  of cocoa powder. One of his favorite parts in drinking this milkshake is whenever he uses his straw to scoop up the chocolate sauce that dribbled down onto the bottom of the glass.
Prefers to buy store-bought whipped cream to ease his job and just add the remaining half of the scraped vanilla bean to flavor it. He then proceeds to roughly crush 2 oreo cookies and mix it in with the vanilla-flavored whipped cream. After topping his milkshake with it, he likes to garnish it on top with a whole piece of oreo cookie.
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Shinki’s disciplined behavior renders him uneasy in consuming so many indulgent foods in one night, considering every holiday within the Kazekage’s household had always been a feast. Braised stew and gizzard? Fine, everyone has their weakness, and he might find himself slipping up a little, but with his chosen drink, he would like to tone it down a bit.
Shinki’s health consciousness encourages him to try different healthier alternatives of the popular foods they consume on a daily basis. His latest endeavor was focused on the swelling trend of plant-based milks in the market. He studied the differences between a plant-based milk and regular milk, and he found notable information that he once shared with Gaara over dinner. Gaara smiled at Shinki’s interesting thought, and was now intrigued as well to try it, urging Shinki furthermore to give it a shot.
He went home once, paperbags filled with different cartons of different types of milk. He poured each one of it into small glasses for a taste test. Apart from the difference in the tastes, he also discovered that there were certain milks he thought would pair the best with a specific function. He liked oat milk the best if they are paired with cereal, and the notable creaminess and less nuttier taste of cashew milk paired well with coffee.
Coconut milk was better off for dishes where you naturally expect it to have a “coconutty” taste, since it was distinctly overpowering. Soy milk on the other hand… was an acquired taste for Shinki.
Now that he has the background information as to how it is supposed to taste like, he knew that he would increase its chances of being entirely healthy by making it himself. He wasn’t sure about it at first though, as he would opt to buy it if the recipe calls for professional skills and labor, but once he discovered how easy it was to make by the time he read the recipes Gaara printed for him, he was undeniably excited despite how stoic he looks like on the outside. If you look in close enough, you would see a curt, small smile on his lips.
Out of all the attempts of making almond, oat and cashew milk at home, Shinki found himself favoring cashew milk than the other two. Almond milk required straining it with a nut bag, and tasted prevalently nuttier, oat milk on the other hand ended rather a little slimy. Cashew milk was the easiest, as he didn’t need to do the extra job of straining it, and it resulted to a perfectly creamy milk with with a subtle, nutty note that goes well with his usual go-to drinks, such as coffee and tea. It was his perfect choice.
He might not make it as often as he wants to, but on the holidays, he makes it a day in advance prior to making his reverse whipped coffee.
Shinki pours in the overnight-soaked, softened raw cashews into the high-speed blender, alongside water, Gaara’s favorite sea salt, and the vanilla bean. Shinki likes to use preserved, pitted dates as a sweetener as it also offers another depth of flavor into the milk. He then starts it off by blending in low speed, and then cracking it up to a higher setting until it is fully smooth.
Shinki has his own labeled jar for his homemade cashew milk. To give it another depth of flavor, Shinki likes to throw in two small pieces of cinnamon sticks into the empty jar prior to filling it in with the cashew milk, allowing it to steep the spice’s flavor slowly as it stores in the fridge.
The next night, Shinki starts off by putting in the instant coffee powder, sugar, and hot water into a medium sized bowl. Shinki used to do it on the coffee mug itself, but the found out that it took  longer to thicken up due to the lack of air circulation within the small area of the mug. He scrapes the bowl clean using a rubber spatula as he transfers the whipped coffee into his mug.
He then proceeds to heat up his cashew-milk to a gentle boil alongside one piece of cinnamon stick. Shinki leaves the other to steep in further into the left cashew milk. Shinki uses a fine mesh sieve to strain some small pieces of cinnamon from the stick as he would prefer the coffee to be thoroughly smooth.
The aeriated, whipped coffee adds a natural foam on top of the coffee. Shinki doesn’t like to add further garnishes.
Likes to keep it bitter and less sweet because he’s secretly eyeing the dark chocolate cake Gaara only buys during the holidays for later consumption.
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Bonus recipes to try from Araya and Yodo!
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A happy, happy holidays to all of you lovely people! :)
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My Recipes
Resharing my recipes to help out some people looking for foods to eat low-carb, low-cal options! <3 <3 <3 
My favourite foods for meals are hard boiled eggs (72 calories a piece - a dash of salt or pepper, as snacks or sandwich filler), tuna (120 calories a can), tilapia (80 calories a fillet), frozen salmon fillets (130/4 oz), romaine lettuce (5 calories for two LARGE leafs/10 for 4) for salads or in replacement of bread.
For tuna wraps (two cans of skipjack drained (240 calories), tbsp of full-fat mayo (80 calories), pepper medley, (you can add chives or celery), wrap in lettuce (head of lettuce - 5 calories for two LARGE leafs/10 for 4) -- makes multiple 'sandwiches'. (325 calories - 205 calories for 1 can) Sometimes I just drain a can of tuna, throw on some Clubhouse ‘La Grille’ Pepper Medley and eat it straight out of the can with a fork. (120 calories)
Egg salad wraps (two-three-four eggs, depends on how hungry you are), tbsp full-fat mayo (80 calories), yellow mustard to taste (0 cals) -- you can add a dash of salt or pepper, wrap lettuce (5-15) around it to make multiple 'sandwiches'. (229-301-373 calories - 2-3-4 large eggs)
I typically boil an entire carton of eggs in one sitting, remember that it takes more time to cook a whole carton. I also get cartons of egg whites (two containers/250g a container/a cup a container), I use a whole carton, microwave for 2 minutes 45 seconds, and then mix in a big tablespoon of peanut butter. It's surprisingly delicious! And low-carb. (206-286 calories if you use 1-2 tablespoons of peanut butter respectively) Veggies with dinner or any meal: Simply Steam Green Giant items (like cauliflower rice and broccoli with cheese sauce, broccoli and cauliflower with cheese sauce, and brussel sprouts in butter sauce). All of them are low-cal and delicious. I avoid corn. I'm more a veggie girl than a fruit girl (I've never really been a fan. I don't know why). (40-50-80 calories for half a package - 80-100-160 calories for a full package) You can even make an egg white omelette with one of those 250g cartons and Simply Steam veggies! Just add one cup/250g of egg whites into a frying pan (115 calories), I typically use the broccoli and cauliflower with cheese sauce package and it comes to 215 calories.
Snacks: Large hardboiled eggs (dash of salt or pepper) - (72 calories a piece), cherry tomatoes, carrots, bell peppers, celery, (all great for salads as well), peanut butter, greek yogurt (don't get sweetened ones, they have a LOT of sugar in them). Sometimes, I just slice up a whole tomato (Beefsteak - 33 calories), and put some salt on it, and eat just that as a snack.
Get full fat dressing of your choice to dip or use as dressing. Smoked oysters (good healthy fat) with Clubhouse “La Grille pepper medley”. (130 calories) However, I get light peanut butter.
You can put peanut butter on your celery. Also, 15 almonds is about 100 calories – if you put them in water and in the fridge, they'll double to triple in size, much more filling that way!
Carbs: Whole grain brown rice (usually Uncle Ben's Express roasted chicken, vegetable medley, or mushroom), ready in 90 seconds! I typically only eat half a bag because the carb count can add up, for the second use -- you add a cup of water in the microwave, and heat up for 45-60 seconds. (130-140-150 calories) / (260-280-300 calories for a full bag)
Feel like pasta? They have low calorie options by Slendier – "Calorie Clever", which is gluten free, low carb, and a source of fiber. An entire package is 25 calories.
Feel like pizza? Get the whole wheat 7" tortilla wraps (the smaller size), a dash of tomato sauce spread around with the bottom of a spoon, mozza fat-free cheese slices (X2), top with low-cal toppings, spinach, chicken – 7 minutes in the oven at 400F. (235 calories)
Dessert or sweet tooth? A big spoonful of peanut butter (80-190 calories), or you can make a packet of maple oatmeal (Quaker), and a cup of cottage cheese, is REALLY good as a dessert. Mix it together, it's creamy-deliciousness! Great as breakfast/lunch/dessert, whenever. (271 calories)
Also, ICE CREAM. Plain. Chocolate. Vanilla. Nothing EXTRA in it, is what I mean. Chapman’s even makes a sugar-free, lactose-free kind. Chocolate and vanilla. And yes, Chapman's makes sugar-free chocolate and vanilla, and even ice cream sandwiches – so those are keto friendly! lol
I'm lactose-intolerant so I tend to avoid dairy products. I -love- ice cream, but ice cream does NOT love me. Chapman's makes sugar-free, lactose-free Chocolate, Vanilla, Maple Walnut, Butterscotch Ripple, and Black Cherry Ice Cream! And they taste AMAZING.
Not only that, I find I urinate most of it out, so it doesn’t add to the scale the following day for me.
Broth – I also like chicken bone broth with turmeric and black pepper. Easy to find on Amazon. I add a little bit of chicken bouillon and it tastes like a mug of spicy chicken soup. (75 calories)
I keep vitamins on hand: Essential Electrolytes, K2, Liquid Vitamin D (the pills don't absorb properly), B6, B12, biotin, and I have Apple Cider Vinegar pills (with 'mother') and Turmeric pills on hand. Keep in mind that for some people ACV helps acid reflux, for others it doesn't.
Turmeric is NOT a supplement. Do NOT take it on an empty stomach. I took two pills, then drank coffee. It was like I ate a ghost pepper, I could feel the heat in my mouth for the rest of the day and my stomach hurt. Only take Turmeric BEFORE you eat a meal. I also only take ACV before a meal. Never on an empty stomach.
Remember that the low-fat options typically have a LOT more sodium/sugar in them!
Drink LOTS of water, and don't count coffee or other liquids as your water intake. If you want to determine the exact amount you should drink according to your body weight, you can follow these steps: Take your weight and divide it in half and translate the lbs to ounces. Done.
Avoid sugar-free gum unless you're going to chew the same piece for 60 minutes + because that's how long it takes to burn off the calories in it by chewing it. If you’re going to exercise -- than sugar-free gum won’t matter, but it slows down your weight loss because it causes an insulin spike. You won’t stay in ketosis because of it. This is the same thing with sugar-free energy drinks unfortunately. I find changing your eating window around helps, because it confuses your metabolism. All of these things are easy to make, because I'm lazy. LOL
P.S. I'm a 'dirty faster', and put sweetener in my coffee, albeit I'm learning not to put sweetener in. And lime in my water (you can use lime or lemon), which is scientifically proven to kick your metabolism in the butt. Cool/cold showers instead of hot ones actually burns calories, and clears up skin from acne as well.
P.P.S. I've actually been clean fasting since early February. So now, black coffee, green tea, and water, are the only thing I intake while I'm fasting.
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Winemaker!Hobi!!!! y/n is wine tasting with her friend (idk why people go wine tasting but I'm sure it's for parties or something) and she forgets you aren't actually supposed to SwaLLow the wine and gets a little tipsy and she embarrasses herself, and her friend, but Hobi is like uwu she cute
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➺ pairing; jung hoseok x reader
➺ genre; sommelier!hoseok, mostly comedy because y/n’s kind of a dummy 
➺ wordcount: 3.6k
➺ what to expect; “the choice to spit or swallow is entirely up to you.”
➺ note; after one million years i have returned with a hobi drabble!! i thought this request was sO good and also everyone look how handsome sommelier!hoseok is :’)) i hate wine but i would chug ten bottles just to sit around and listen to him explain to me how white wines go with creamy foods and red wines go with spicy foods :’)) okay happy reading clink clink!! (gif source unknown but i found it off here!!)
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sometimes the fact that you’re friends with kim taehyung genuinely confuses you
not just because you’re complete opposites in terms of literally everything but also because-
well… that’s pretty much it.
the two of you are like... a peanut butter and pickle sandwich!
when you first look at it you might think that combination is a little funky anD could possibly lead to destroying a toilet BUT when you actually give it a try you realise it’s actually pretty great!
…you get the point
so when taehyung told you that he wanted to spend his birthday at a wine tasting event, you really weren’t that surprised because of couRse he wants to spend his birthday drinking wine and socialising with other wine snobs instead of doing something actually fun like… literally anything else in the entire world
you’ve always prided yourself on being a good friend so if wine tasting was what taehyung wanted, then wine tasting was what he’d get!
but, uh
to be perfectly honest
you’re not really a wine person
you’re more of a margarita person
you just don’t see the appeal of drinking fermented grapes!!!!
why drink bitter grape juice when you can drink sugary lime goodness??
why drink something that’s been ageing in a barrel for like fifteen years when you can drink something that nevER ages due to the insane amount of additives in the premix formulas??
“wowiE, check out that spread!” you look over at the round table in the centre of the room as you and tae trickle in with the rest of the participants of the event “is that fondue?? holy shit.”
“hopefully you don’t burn the roof of your mouth again.” taehyung snorts before the smile falters on his face, “…maybe you should stay away from the fondue altogether.”
the two of you take your seats (there are fancy name cards for everyone!!) and you smooth your skirt out before smiling politely at a couple of the other people at the table
so far, the rest of the people here are… to put it as nicely as possible… more mature than you thought they’d be
but then again this is a wine-tasting seminar so it would be a huge surprise to see other twenty-something year olds hanging out here
you feel out of place but taehyung is just soaking it all up
he’s happily chatting away with the older gentleman seated next to him
sometimes you tell taehyung that you feel like he’s a fifty-five year old man trapped in the body of a twenty-four year old
and he never fights back because he knows it’s true
you let out a breath as you take a look around the room
god
you’re going to be stuck here for a good two hours drinking wine
maybe you can sneak away to the hotel bar or something
taehyung probably wouldn’t notice, right?
but would that make you a bad friend?? abandoning him here when you said this was a thing you were going to do with him??
“you know, i see myself as a wine enthusiast. the more i drink, the more enthusiastic i become!” taehyung laughs heartily and the other couples join him
christ almighty  
you’re tempted to ask him which wine-mom facebook page it was that he stole that joke from
“does anyone have the time? i think it might be wine o’ clock soon…”
you let out a quiet groan as you feel your soul literally float out of your body
okay well
that’s your cue
you are ouTTa here
just as you’re about to get up off your chair, you hear the door slam shut and-
“good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! welcome to today’s wine-tasting event. my name is hoseok, and i’m going to be your host…”
you shift in your seat as you follow the host with your eyes
you feel your heart skip a beat when he spins around to face the table
oh
he’s handsome  
like vERY handsome
perfectly tousled dark brown hair
bright twinkly eyes
his nose is literally perfect!!! perfectly slanted and perfectly pointed!!!
and his smile!!!!! it’s shaped like a heart!!!!! how precious!!!!
the thin gold chain hanging around his neck winks at you under the lights and you swallow thickly
it seems as though you’ve found a reason to stay at this event
as hoseok begins to explain how the structure of the event is going to pan out, you find yourself paying extra attention to the way his lips curve around certain words
“as you’ve probably already noticed, there’s an abundance of different dishes in front of you that’ll go great with some of the wine you’ll be tasting today… over here, a roasted fruit and cheese platter… a smoky three cheese fondue with some freshly baked french baguette slices on the side… popcorn with sesame glazed pistachios…” he slowly makes his way around the table as he introduces each of the dishes and you feel your heart drumming away as he gets closer and closer to you, “dark chocolate sea salt cashews… baked brie with figs and walnuts…”  
and you think it might be a nervous habit or something but whenever he pauses his tongue pokes out quickly to lick over his bottom lip
whatever it is it’s cuTE
as he passes you and tae you catch a whiff of his cologne and for some reason you instinctively cross your legs
and when hoseok looks directly at you your thighs automatically squeeze together and-
oh god
okAY you need to relax
why don’t you just stare at the fondue or something??
ya
you’ll do that
you immediately look down at the three cheese fondue and you begin counting how many chunks of baguettes there are on the plate sitting next to it to keep you distracted
it’s a shame you’re staring down this fondue instead of paying attention to hoseok because you don’t notice the way his eyes scan over you before he’s quickly looking over at someone else
“i believe it’s essential to expectorate when you’re tasting a wide variety of wines, but i’m well aware that some people might not be comfortable with spitting into cups and pouring that into a dump bucket, so-“ you look back up at hoseok after you finish counting the baguette chunks (you counted twenty six but some are hidden under others) “the choice to spit or swallow is entirely up to you.”
you immediately choke (on nothing??? apparently??? goD you’re lame) and reach over to grab your glass of water to keep yourself from bursting into giggles
tae gives you a couple pats on the back before rolling his eyes playfully
you find toilet humour pretty funny so he’s not surprised that you chokEd over the spitting or swallowing thing
the corner of hoseok’s mouth twitches in a smirk when he hears you whisper: “in my humble opinion, spitters are quitters-“ to your friend before you’re pressing your lips together and holding back a grin
he looks at your name tag quickly
y/n y/l/n
how cute
“so you’re going to want to hold the glass up and examine the wine against the light,” hoseok explains, “what you’re looking for are colour and clarity.”
you let out a little sigh as you prop your cheek up on your fist while the other hand holds up your glass on wine
you look down at the information sheet on the table
it’s basically just a list of the wines that you’re trying today and you’re still on number one
it’s been like fifteen minutes!!!  
there are seven wines you have to go through!!!
this hoseok guy is hot but gee whiZ he really takes his time with things
you could probably explain the wine better and faster than him!!
the colour of the wine is red!
…and you don’t know what clarity means so you’re just going to say that the clarity of the wine is also red!
“now stick your nose into the glass and give that a good whiff. what do you smell?” hoseok pauses as he looks around the table
“i’m getting notes of… i’m thinking strawberry…?”
“yes, so am i!”
“is it strawberry or cherry? i feel like it’s easy to mix those two up.”
“there’s something nutty… i’m picking up something nutty but i’m not quite sure…”
“it smells like wine to me.” you blurt out and tae elbows you when you get a couple irritated glances from your fellow wine buddies
what???
were you wronG??
you lean over to get closer to tae, “when are we drinking??” you whisper as hoseok continues to babble on about the different notes that you should be picking up on
“hush.” tae scowls before nudging you back
goD
this is torture!!!
“go ahead and give that a taste.”
aH
there we go
you tilt your head back as you down the wine in one go
down the ol’ hatchet!
also
another reason as to why you’d be a much better sommelier than hoseok: his serving sizes are tiny!!!! how are you supposed to properly taste and appreciate the wine when he gave each of you like a tiny baby shot of it??
“now, this wine pairs particularly well with the dark chocolate sea salt cashews, so feel free to try that combination.”
you perk up at the mention of eating
noW we’re talking
>:)
so
since the two of you are here for him, taehyung didn’t think that he’d have to worry too much about you
because today is his day! he should be able to enjoy his fancy wine tasting event! he wants to chat about how the creamy brie cheese compliments this rich white wine! he wants to learn about how different types of glasses can change the way you taste a certain type of wine!!
but NO
he doesn’t check up on you for good half an hour and thIS is what he gets
you’re wasted
zooted!!!
completely gone!!!!
you’re slumping back against your chair with a dopey little smile on your face while trying to balance a little chunk of camembert cheese on the tip of your pointer finger
“y/n, you weren’t- you weren’t supposed to drink all of the wine, you blockhead-“ taehyung whispers as he plucks the cheese off your finger before using his napkin to wipe your hands clean
“well, i believe in noT being wasteful, sooOo i think you might be in the wrong here, mr. look-at-all-the-wine-left-in-my-glasses-“
“alright, so this next one is a merlot,” hoseok explains as he makes his way around the table to fill everyone’s glasses up, “in terms of flavour, it’s definitely more fruit-driven and has a more cherry-like aftertaste. it has a smoother finish compared to the cabernet sauvignon that we tried earlier…”
taehyung whacks the side of your leg when hoseok gets closer to the two of and you immediately straighten up in your seat
“wine me up, monsieur.” you hold your glass up for hoseok and offer him a bright smile
he chuckles and plucks the glass from your hand before setting it back down on the table
taehyung gives you a warning look before reaching up slowly and gesturing to keep your lips zipped
you raise your hands in defence before zipping your lips and throwing the key away anD blinking hard (it was supposed to be a wink)
taehyung raises a brow
you can’t zip your lips anD lock your lips that doesn’t make any sen-
you know what
it’s fine
as long as you don’t say anything else for the remainder of this session it’ll be fine
“everyone has a little in their glass? good. go ahead and give that a taste.” hoseok clears his throat before turning to put the bottle down
you take a small sip of it before tilting your head back and-
gurlrulrulrurlurlurrgurlugr-
“what the hell are you doing?!” tae hisses as he gives your arm a hard pinch
you choke and give your chest a couple hard pats before grimacing
“god, that did noT go down smoothly.” you whisper loudly and shake your head, “i’m giving that one a sssaaad face.” you slur as you doodle a little frowny face next to the name
taehyung’s eyes widen as he looks at what you did to your information sheet
where did you even find a pen????
‘not good very bitter if ass was a flavour then this would be ass juice’
‘supposed to be complimentary with aged cheddar but i think it would go better with a kraft single’
and then in thiS corner there are several attempts of you trying to spell sauvignon blanc and they’re all scribbled out
‘sawvinion bank. solveingrown blank. sawnananananananananananananananana batman!!!!’
oh dear god
you slap tae’s hand away before scribbling something new down
‘tasted better after gargling.’
oh dear GOD
“everything alright over there?” hoseok chirps and taehyung gives him a sheepish smile before nodding quickly
“all good! sorry, we’re all good.”
“alright, does anyone have any questions for me before we move on to-”
“oOh, i have a question!! i have one, i have one, pick me-“ you wiggle your arm around and hoseok nods in your direction
“yes, y/n?”
“i think, i think that we should order, um, we should, we should order a pizza. because these water crackers or whatever you call them are nOT doing it for me, like, look at this-“ you pick one up before popping it into your mouth and chewing obnoxiously, “fho dhry. fho DRY-” you let your jaw drop and taehyung suppresses a groan of mortification when what looks like straight up saND falls out of your mouth and sprinkles right into your wine glass
“oh, god. please stop, please stop-“ taehyung winces and quickly reaches over to snap your mouth shut
you slap tae’s hand away before swallowing your bite
“so, thoughts on this pissszzzaa?” you slur as you reach for another water cracker (tae moves the plate away before you get a chance to grab one) “is pepperoni okay with everyone? yes? yes? good? nice? yum? hm?” you look around the table while nodding enthusiastically, “barbara, my love, i noticed your earrings are from chanel which can only mean you’re loaded so because of tHAT i think you should be the one to pay for this extra large, cheese-stuffed crust pepperoni-
“okay! i think you need a time out-“ taehyung chuckles and gets up before grabbing you by the arm and yanking you up off your chair
“time out??” you gawk as you stumble over your feet, “i’m not three years old, taehyung, i- oOh, barbara, dahling, if we order within the next five minutes, we can get two cans of coke on the HOUSE-!“
sLam
“-you’re going to sit here and do nothing, got it?” taehyung scolds as he helps you get settled on the ground next to the door of the room
“i gotta say, i think all this wine is making you a little catty-“ you purr before playfully batting at taehyung’s face
luckily he moves before you get the chance to scratch his cheek
tae pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration and shakes his head, “y/n, you know you’re one of my best friends and that i care a lot about you, and i appreciate you being here with me but- today was supposed to be my day! my day! so can you please just sit here and behave? please?”
even in your drunken haze you can see that taehyung is upset with you and that’s enough to sober you up a little bit
you didn’t mean to upset him :-(
you were just trying to do this wine tasting thing right!!!!! and you weRe technically tasting the wine.,. just maybe a little too much of it.,,.
you nod slowly and reach up to zip your mouth shut
“good. the water dispenser is right there, so stay hydrated.” he gets up off the ground and dusts his knees off, “and we can order a pizza after this is over, okay?”
you nod again and offer him a meek little smile
you spend the next twenty minutes staring at the wall in silence
occasionally you looked around to see if anything besides nothING was happening
you did get up once to get yourself a little paper cone of water
and then you put the cone on the top of your head like a little party hat
but theN you realised that putting a white paper cone on top of your head was just you giving yourself a dunce cap which… was actually pretty fitting in this situation  
at the twenty-eight minute mark the door opens quietly and you immediately perk up because you automatically assume it’s tae  
“it’s y/n, right?”
“oh, uh-“ your eyes widen as hoseok slides down the wall to plop himself down right next to you “yes? yeah. i’m- yes, i’m y/n.”
“i noticed you were a fan of the dark chocolate covered cashews, so-“ he holds out a little napkin filled with the cashews before handing it over to you, “everyone in there is currently mingling with each other, so i figured i’d come out here and keep you company.”
you blink owlishly
he’s being pretty friendly considering the fact that the two of you are complete strangers
almost too friendly
…you like that :-)
because you totally like being overly-friendly with strangers too!!!!
in fact, that’s how you and tae became friends!!
but enough about tae because heLLo attractive young man sitting right next to you-
“ah, well, i’ve been staring at that patchy blotch of paint on the wall for-“ you pause to check the time on your phone, “coming up to be twenty-five minutes now, so you’re not missing out on that much.” you murmur as you unwrap the napkin and pick up a cashew before popping it into your mouth
“i, um, actually…” hoseok trails off before laughing lightly, “i wanted to come out here to talk to you about earlier-“
“oh, god. you don’t have to say anything, i know i was acting insane-“ you shake your head before snorting, “trust me, you won’T be seeing me again after the event ends-“
“but i do want to see you again.”
you freeze for a second before turning to look at him
you wait for another second to go by juSt to make sure he’s not playing around with you
“…say that again?”
“i mean… i thought you were hilarious!” he grins, “i know the alcohol was definitely a contributing factor, but i took a glance at your information sheet and-“ he pauses to pull the folded up piece of paper out of his shirt pocket, “-i don’t think i’ve ever heard anyone describe the aftertaste of a sémillon like: ‘you know lemon-scented febreze? now imagine what it’d taste like if you mixed sprayed lemon-scented febreze into a glass of bleach, because that’s what this tastes like’.” hoseok looks over at you with wide eyes, “you made this wine-tasting session way more fun than i thought it was going to be!!”
huh!
what a pleasant surprise!!!
cute boy thinks you’re funny!!!!!!
“i’m glad to hear that me humiliating myself was entertaining for you!” you joke before rolling your eyes playfully,“the only reason why i’m here is because my friend is a self-proclaimed wine snob.”
“oh, please. everyone here is a self-proclaimed wine snob.” hoseok rolls his eyes playfully, “no offence to your friend, of course.”
“oh, no. all the offence, please.” you snort and pick up another cashew, “he kicked me out to punish me but i didn’t even wanna be in there in the first place so this is actually super great.”
“ooh, i think i just felt my heart split in half…” hoseok winces dramatically as he presses a hand to his chest
you can’t help but giggle before you look away nervously
now that you’re not drunk off your ass, you feel the butterflies returning to your tummy
you barely know this guy but you’re pretty sure you’re already 500% in love with him
…what wine is he going to pick out at your guys’ wedding?
oOp
okay time to reel it in a little
“-i know this might seem a little out of the blue, but… would you wanna go out for drinks sometime… with- with me…?” hoseok clears his throat
wait what
you look back at hoseok so quickly that your head probably could’ve popped off your neck
he glances away before letting out a nervous chuckle, “i just… yeah, can i take you out?”
your eyes widen slightly
oh!!
you certainly weren’t expecting for him to ask you out but you’re definitely not complaining
“feel free to say no, i just- ah, i don’t know, i don’t usually get a lot of people my age coming to these things, and i feel like you-“
“i’d love to go out for drinks sometime… definitely with you.“ you tease as you nudge his arm gently
hoseok’s cheeks flush before he beams at you
“great! i know a place that makes really good cocktails- say, do you like margaritas?”
your lips part in a gawk
“do i like- do you wanna get married??” you scoff as you sit up straight, “i love margaritas!”
“great! i promise i won’t make you drink anything that tastes like-“ hoseok pauses to look at your sheet again, “‘mouldy grapes after they’ve been trampled on by someone with athlete’s foot’…?”
you flash him a sheepish smile
yeah
you don’t think you’re ever going to be a wine person. 
help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)
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Kirby: Meta Knight and the Puppet Princess Chapter 10
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Merengue XIII’s birthday party was held so grand and lavish like never before. Great number of invited guests were crowding in on the hall of the royal palace. The line of people to congratulate Merengue XIII was so long that it stretched outside the palace.
The palace garden was wide open for the citizenry, and hundreds of different cakes were served for free. Having gathered, the citizens were shouting “Hooray for His Majesty!” in unison. The cakes prepared for this day are what the patissiers from the Royal Cake Factory baked with all their effort put in. It was nothing but first-rate cakes, which were baked with the national treasure, the recipe book as the source. “Hot diggity dog!!! So gosh darn good! To think that I prepared a cake like this; my talent is incredible!” While praising his own wares, the one biting into any cake he laid his hands on was King Dedede. The waiting maid chided him in a disgusted tone. “The patissiers are the ones that baked the cakes. Didn’t you only poke your nose in, babbling this and that?” “Shut your trap. I was the one who carefully planned how many of which cakes should be baked and ordered the patissiers.” “I heard you only made absurd orders like......“Make one million cream puffs, one million shortcake, and three million chocolate cakes.” Waddle Dee was the one that worked hard.” “His deeds are mine as well! At any rate, I’m the star of today’s party.” “His Kingship is the main focus!” Compared to King Dedede in full appetite, Kirby was unusually down. He’s making no effort to eat even with this many cakes laid out. This was the first time that Kirby was ever like this. He’s been like this even with the case solved, and both Princess Marona and the recipe book having returned safely. Waddle Dee couldn’t help but be worried. “Kirby, aren’t you gonna eat the cake? It’s really yummy......” “......” “You’re worried about Lord Meta Knight, huh.” Kirby nodded. “The princess told me that his mask was broken from Gallic’s knives. I wonder if he isn’t coming back because of that......” Kirby hung his head dejectedly. Blade Knight and Sword Knight were also worried sick. What should we do, Waddle Dee? If he happened to disappear like this......” Waddle Dee said with all his effort. “That’s not true! I’m sure that he’ll come to this party!” “......But,” “Lord Meta Knight ordered a baked cake from Chef Kawasaki. That’s why there’s no way that he neglected the party.” “......Is that really it......?” Princess Marona was the one to chime in from the side. The princess was downcast as well. She had a gloomy look, even as she was dressed nicely with a large ribbon on her head. “It was all my fault. I should have made more effort and stopped him at that time.” “You didn’t do anything wrong......” “Just where is he and what is he doing......my father too is troubling himself about it.” “Wha-, there's no point in worrying.” King Dedede said while stuffing his mouth with cakes. “We’re talking about him here. He’s bound to appear suddenly with a look as if nothing had happened.” Marona glared at King Dedede. “What’s with those cold words!? Aren’t you worried about Meta Knight?” “Not at all. You think he’d whimper from a mask or two broken? He’s not a sissy like that.” “Hoh, I’m honored to hear that from you.” King Dedede jumped up, called out from behind him all of a sudden. Meta Knight was standing with a bouquet held. Behind him is Chef Kawasaki with a large box. Meta Knight’s face was, of course, concealed with a mask as always. “Meta Knight!” Shouted Kirby, and sprang at Meta Knight.
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“Whoa there, Kirby. The bouquet is going to get crushed.” “Thank goodness! Where were you until now!? Everyone was worried about you!” “Sorry. I went out to meet Chef Kawasaki.” “After going through research after research, the very best cake has been completed!” Chef Kawasaki threw out his chest proudly. Upon hearing that, Kirby leapt at Chef Kawasaki as if having forgotten all about Meta Knight. “Really!? That’s in there!? Hurry up and open it then!” “No way, Kirby! That’s the birthday present!” In a panic, Chef Kawasaki held the box in his arms and protected it from Kirby. At that moment, Merengue XIII walked up to them. Spreading both his hands, the king greeted Meta Knight. “Meta Knight! You were alright! I was so worried in hearing that you went missing!” “Pardon me, oh king. I had something complicated at hand.” Meta Knight presented the bouquet. Merengue XIII accepted it and nodded. “Aye, no need to say anything. You are the savior of the princess and Chiffon Star. I sincerely thank you.” “I’m glad that I made it in time for the birthday. Oh king, please accept the cake baked by Chef Kawasaki, the best cook in Dream Land.” Stepping forward with a tense look, Chef Kawasaki politely gave the box to Merengue XIII. Having untied the ribbon and opened the box, Merengue XIII chuckled and had a broad grin on his face. “Such delicious looking cake! It has plenty of apples and walnuts, my favorite.” Taking a bite of the cake, Merengue XIII nodded deeply. “It’s really good! It wouldn't lose to even the cakes at our Chiffon Star.” “Th-Thank you so much!” Chef Kawasaki’s face turned bright red in delight. “Me two! I would like some too!” “Me three!” Kirby and King Dedede reached out their hands as if competing, but another hand came from the side and snatched the box. It’s Princess Marona. “Wow, it looks so delicious! Time to dig in!” Immediately as she said that, the princess opened her mouth wide and stuffed her cheeks with cake. “So good!! This is the best!” “P-Princess! What vulgarness!” Hitting the panic button, the lady’s maid pulled the princess’ dress and warned her in a low voice. “How could you open your mouth that widely in front of all the visitors!? It’s very unbecoming of a princess of Chiffon Star.” “Eating it like this is more delicious!” “You mustn’t! You need to take a seat, use a knife and a fork, and split it little by little......” “Isn’t it fine, sis?” The maid’s younger sister, the apprentice waiting maid, was the one to say in a relaxed manner. “I think it would be fine if the princess has it her way.” “You stay quiet.” “Before, I felt the princess was too sophisticated to get close to, so I prefer how she is now. I feel like the princess’s surroundings have become more cheerful than before.” Hearing that, Princess Marona grinned. Seeing her smiling face, Merengue XIII's face breaks into a smile as well. “Marona’s smile makes me happier than anything. It’s okay to eat the cake quickly. Everyone, please eat as much as you want without holding back.” “Yay~!” Kirby was in great joy. He jumped at the cakes that were brought in without delay. As Meta Knight returned safely, he is regaining his liveliness and appetite like always. Of course, King Dedede isn’t the one to lose. “Whoop-de-doo~! What a paradise this is! I wanna quit being the ruler of Dream Land and instead be the ruler of Chiffon Star!” “No, sire~!” Waddle Dee stopped him in a hurry. With Kirby and his friends, Marona too was chowing down on the cakes to her heart’s content, but paused once realizing something. Meta Knight had disappeared before she knew it.
Princess Marona found Meta Knight in the backyard of the royal palace. He is sitting calmly on the side of the fountain. The palace was teeming with guests for the birthday party, but there was no sign of anyone in the backyard. “......That’s where you were, Meta Knight.” Called out the princess with a shy voice, and Meta Knight nodded. “I don’t want you to take offense. Bustling places just isn’t my cup of tea.” “I’m not gonna take offense at it, of course. I ate enough as well.” The princess sat down next to Meta Knight. “Since then, the soldiers from the palace captured Gallic. He’s in jail right now.” “......I see.” “His eyes are vacant, and he doesn't try to say anything. Having lost the red jewel, he seems to have lost all strength.” “Such a pitiful fella. He won’t try to cause evil ever again.” “Yeah. Erm, well......Meta Knight,” The princess said while fidgeting. “I reconciled with my father. Father forgave me.” “The king wasn’t mad from the get go. He was only worried about you.” “The maids, and the patissiers from the cake factory were all sincerely glad that I came back. I’ve realized for the first time that there were those who cared for me this much. I too want to care for everyone.” “Yeah.” “I’m thinking of studying baking.” The princess lowered her voice and spoke her mind. “I’m aiming to be a patissier who bake delicious cakes that would make everyone happy.” “Wouldn’t you eventually succeed the king and become a queen of this country?” “I’m not sure about something that much ahead. Besides, it wouldn’t be bad to be a queen that’s also a qualified patissier. Our country is a kingdom of sweets, after all.” “I see.” Meta Knight’s voice is softened. “......Meta Knight. It was all thanks to you that I’ve felt like this......” Right when the princess was about to straighten herself and thank him, a loud voice reverberated. “Lord Meta Knight!!” “Thank goodness you were unhurt!!” It was Blade Knight and Sword Knight. The pair ran up to him as if they were falling over. “We were worried sick about you!” “Yeah, sorry. I made you all worry.” Meta Knight stood up. “Well then, let’s go.” “Huh? You’re going already?” Princess Marona asked in surprise. “I was able to give the bouquet and the cake to the king. My work is done here.” “......You’re right.” Nodded Marona with a lonesome look. Blade Knight asked. “My lord, what do we do with Kirby and King Dedede? Shall we call them?” “No, leave them be. Since they’ve lost themselves to the cakes, they wouldn’t listen anyway even if we say that we’re going back. We’ll take Waddle Dee and Chef Kawasaki only.” “......You have a point.” “Princess Marona, send the two back to Dream Land after the party ends. You can treat them as luggage if you like.” “Got it.” “Well then, adios.” Meta Knight turned his back, where Princess Marona said to him. “I will be a fine patissier. When that happens......come and visit us again, Meta Knight.” Meta Knight paused and turned around. “Yup. I’m looking forward to it, Princess Marona.” Accompanied by his two men, Meta Knight walked away.
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“......Ciao. Thanks, Meta Knight.” Bidding farewell in a voice low enough to not reach Meta Knight, Princess Marona made her way back to the bustling royal palace.
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Two More
Title: Two More Fandom / Character(s): AEW / Matt Jackson x OFC Warnings: A little suggestive language, but really nothing. Word Count: 2,650 Notes: This is my (belated) birthday and (early) Christmas gift for my beloved @wardl0w. Sister J, you’re simply amazing and I can’t even begin to get into how much you mean to me. This is also a tie-in to my multipart Christmas fic, Recipe for a Perfect Christmas, and features Matt and Shayna (aka J... it’s really her OC that I totally stole without permission borrowed). Hope you enjoy! More Notes: My entry into @12daysofchristmas for Day 10 (baking/cookies)
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"Here you go."
Shayna pulled her gaze from the TV screen and eyed the cup Matt was holding. The aroma of spices wafted under her nose and, sitting up, she reached for the cup. "What is it?"
"Some of the Christmas tea from your mom."
"Mm." She took a sip and sighed. "Tastes like apple pie."
"You want to try a treat?"
"The last time you asked me that we bought a house." She smiled at the memory of a slightly musty smelling basement, cold brick, and the heat of Matt's lips.
"I thought it was when you were cleaning out the closet."
"I did that before the house." She paused before taking another sip of tea. She hoped she had. Otherwise, the little surprise she'd gotten had occurred in that cold dark basement… Pushing that thought away, she took another sip. "What's your treat?"
"I made some of those Peanut Butter Surprises."
"Sure, I'll take one." She considered herself a woman of simple tastes, and preferred plain sugar cookies, but anytime Matt worked in the kitchen she was inundated with flavors. She could have blamed the few extra pounds she'd gained on his ramped up baking in recent weeks, but she knew the true reason. "Are there sugar cookies?"
"Of course." He grinned and disappeared into the kitchen. When he returned he was holding a small plate.
"I smell chocolate," she sighed. The cookies were large, nearly the size of her palm, and were domed. They didn't look particularly breathtaking or scrumptious, but she knew from experience that some of the best things Matt created in the kitchen were presented plainly. She could feel the warmth of them and breathed in the smell.
"This one has chocolate, this one doesn't," he said, indicating which was which. "I'm thinking of doing a drizzle design on top."
"Mm," she murmured thoughtfully. Picking up the one without chocolate, she hissed at the heat. It was going to be good. She knew it. Over recent weeks he had taken over the kitchen both day and night, going over the recipes he had been given and first working to perfect them then adding his own twists. Snickerdoodles with swirls of cinnamon sugar twisted into the dough, substituting different nuts for pecans or walnuts. She had tried them all, encouraging when he was doing well and being honest when his attempts needed more work. Her sweet tooth was being satisfied and then some.
There was just one small problem.
"Matthew."
"Hmm?"
"I can't taste test it if you're breathing down my neck."
"I'm not breathing down your neck."
"You're hanging over me."
He huffed out a sigh and took a large step back. "Better?"
She squinted at him, then turned her attention back to the cookie. Lifting it to her mouth, she took a large bite, eyes drifting shut as baked deliciousness exploded on her tongue. The cookie itself was lightly flavored with peanut butter, and the center reminded her of the peanut butter balls he made each Christmas. "Mm," she moaned, wanting to chew slowly to savor it but also wanting to eat the rest. "Oh my god."
Before she could take another bite, she heard his sigh of relief.
As much as she wanted to devour the remainder, she also needed to try the chocolate one. It tasted as good as the first and she moaned again, tongue darting out to catch the filling that clung to her bottom lip. "Oh my god, Matt, these are great."
"Yeah?" he asked.
Shayna glanced at him and saw the smug smile starting to form on his face. His cheeks bulged as it spread further, into a grin, and she felt her own grin forming. "Yeah. I love it. What are you gonna call them?"
"I think I'm gonna stick with Peanut Butter Surprise."
"How many did you make just now?"
"Three of each, why?"
"I want to see how they taste cooled. You can't drop everything to make them fresh if someone orders one, right?"
"Right." He nodded, still grinning, and turned to go into the kitchen. "I'll bring you some iced tea."
"Thank you." Settling back, she pulled her blanket over her legs and sighed happily while eating the rest of the cookies. When he brought her the glass of iced tea she smiled up at him. "What else are you working on?"
"Sugar cookies. I'm trying Lenny's recipe." He took the empty plate. "You need anything else?"
Shayna shook her head and reached for the remote. "I'm perfect."
"Yeah, but do you need anything?"
Laughing at the sentimentality, she shook her head again. "No, really, I'm fine. You don't have to wait on me."
"Babe, you fell."
"I slumped," she corrected.
He set the plate down and sat on the couch. Within seconds he had pulled her feet into his lap. By the time the commercial playing had finished, he had scooted across and shifted her so she rested in his lap. "You sure you don't want to call the doctor?"
Groaning, she let her head rest on his shoulder. "Matt. I'm fine."
"But why did you fall? I'm sorry, why did you slump?" he asked, frowning.
"I'm exhausted? I'm working all day, then I'm spending the evenings packing and wrapping presents for the kids or cleaning, and on weekends we're down in Bells Creek—"
"We can stay home this weekend," he said.
"No," she protested, sitting up. "You've got to meet with Lenny about the recipes. And there's the church thing."
"I can video chat—"
"And get distracted by me or the kids. I'll be fine." She kissed his cheek. "And I do want to go to church."
"We don't even go to church here," he muttered, throwing up his hands.
"I know, but it's Christmas." Smiling when he rolled his eyes and sighed, which she knew meant the matter was settled, she reached for the remote again. "Don't burn the cookies."
"Damn it," he sighed, slipping a kiss to her cheek. "Be right back."
"Mmhmm." She turned her attention back to the TV after he got to his feet. Grunting as he reached to tuck the blanket over her legs, she turned her head to look at him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm fixing the blanket for you."
"Matthew."
"Hmm?"
"What is with you lately?" She gave up on watching TV and switched it off, tossing the remote to the coffee table. "You've been smothering me."
"I have not." He straightened, hands on his hips. "You think I'm smothering you?"
"For the past week you've been flapping around me like a mother hen." If she didn't know better, she would think he'd figured out she was pregnant again. But the man was oblivious about that sort of thing. When she had learned she was going to have Madison she hadn't wanted to tell him too soon, fearing his reaction if she lost her like she'd lost what would have been their first child. So she had held the news back, expecting him to figure it out as the weeks slipped by. When, just after twelve weeks, he had slipped his hand over her middle and joked that she had gained a little weight, she had been too amused that he was truly that unaware to be mad. With Michael it had been the same thing, though she hadn't really worried about suffering another loss. Because she had known from the start that the baby would come, healthy and robust. She had left her obstetrician appointment cards and prenatal vitamins on the kitchen table and counter, she had bought maternity bras and left the tags on the bathroom counter, and Matt had merely nudged those things aside. Finally she had taken the first ultrasound printout and tucked it in a card, writing Pretty sure this one's a boy? inside and leaving it on his nightstand. And she would forever remember his joyous hoot when he'd discovered it the next morning, coming to hug her while she showered.
No, he didn't know. There was no way he knew. If he'd found the positive test stick in the bathroom trash he would have brought it out to her wherever she was and asked if it meant what he thought it did. If he'd seen her obstetrician appointment on the family calendar he would have asked what was up. Either he hadn't noticed, or he was keeping quiet. And she knew her husband. He didn't keep quiet about anything with the people he loved. Which meant he hadn't figured it out.
"I'm just trying to make up for all the time I've had to be away lately," he said. "I know you've had to do so much extra around here since I'm always going back and forth to meet with Lenny—"
"I don't mind," she promised. "When I was doing those classes last year you had to do extra."
"I know, but it's the worst time of year for me to make you carry more weight on your shoulders."
"That's what marriage is," she reminded him. "We pick up the slack, we even it out. At the end of the day as long as the kids are good and things are taken care of, it all works."
The buzzer sounded from the kitchen. Matt looked ready to say something but just nodded. "I just love you, babe."
"I just love you, too."
Smiling now, he headed into the kitchen.
The sugar cookies were delicious. Perfect, and just the way she loved them. She ate more than she should have, encouraged by his obvious delight that she was enjoying them, and washed them down with the iced tea. Then, stretching, she checked the time and groaned. "What time are you leaving?"
"I'm not."
"The kids."
"They're staying with Nick tonight."
"Why?" she asked. Not that she was complaining. She was so tired she knew she wouldn't have the energy to do more than flop on the couch with them and watch a movie or Christmas cartoons. Michael would get bored then want to play, Madison would drag out a million toys and games, and Matt would be in and out of the kitchen. Just thinking of the resulting mess exhausted her. Not that they wouldn't clean up, but the messes gave her anxiety.
"Date night?" he suggested.
"Date night. It's four o'clock, any place we'd want to go is already gonna be packed, I'm wiped out from my fall—"
"Slump."
Rolling her eyes, she lightly nudged his thigh with her foot. "It might have been a little fall."
"I was thinking we could stay in," he said, dropping onto the couch and pulling her legs into his lap. One hand slid to her ankle and began to rub.
"Perfect," she murmured.
"We'll order in and you can find something sappy to watch on TV." His fingers slipped up her calf.
"Good idea, since you've probably destroyed the kitchen."
"I cleaned up as I went," he defended.
"Anymore plans for this date night?" she asked, giggling when he scooted over and half-lay over her.
"It's been a while since we made love," he murmured.
She snorted. "This morning didn't count?"
"I mean in bed."
"Wait." She shifted so she lay on her back, sighing. "People can make love in a bed? You're kidding. I thought they were just for sleeping."
He laughed, and his kiss was gentle. "I hear a lot of people have sex in beds. Like, all the time."
"No way. Is that legal?"
"I think it's more legal than the things we've done."
"Because you get off on the idea of getting caught," she murmured.
"And you don't?"
"I just get off on you."
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They didn't order in. They stayed on the couch, being sweet and a little sappy and sharing kisses. When he dragged himself away to throw together dinner, she headed for the bathroom for a quick shower. And, seeing her reflection in the mirror, she sighed and wrapped herself in her robe and went to rummage in the closet for the gift she'd planned to give him on Christmas Eve. It wasn't fair to make him wait, to hold onto the knowledge like a secret she didn't want to share. After dressing in her matching shirt and a pair of leggings, she threw the robe on again and headed into the living room. It was corny, she knew, but she also knew he would appreciate the humor.
"Hey," she said when she stepped into the kitchen. She glanced to the sink and saw it was empty. The counters had been wiped down. He had cleaned and she smiled with relief as he turned from the stove.
"What's that?" he asked when she held out the gift box to him.
"An early Christmas present." She waited for him to say he hadn't gotten her anything yet, just so she could quip that he had. But he didn't, grinning as he ripped the paper from the box.
"Thanks, babe," he said, barely glancing into the box before stepping close to give her a kiss.
"Did you even look at it?" she sighed.
"It's a black t-shirt with some writing—"
"Matthew, read it."
Rolling his eyes, he popped the lid off the box again, letting it hit the floor. He pulled out the shirt and held it up, and she saw his eyes squint then the box hit the floor so he could hold the shirt with both hands. "I Put Buns in the Oven," he read softly. "Babe, what… Buns?"
Opening her robe so he could read her shirt, she laughed when his eyes widened. I've Got Two Buns in the Oven.
"Twins?" he whispered, gulping.
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Positive. Two little dots on the ultrasound, two heartbeats." She pressed her lips together, needing him to do more than stare at her as though she had told him she were an alien high priestess.
"Twins," he breathed.
"Are we happy about this? Or are you just still in shock?" she asked.
"Definitely shock. I knew you were pregnant, but not with twins—"
"You knew?!"
"Yeah, I figured it out last week. When Nick pointed out I only put on a few pounds when you get pregnant. I looked at the calendar and had to do some math, and…" He grinned, sheepish. "I've been waiting for you to tell me."
"Is this why you've been smothering me?"
"Yeah…" He rubbed the back of his neck. Then his grin widened and he tossed the t-shirt onto the table, reaching to pull her to him. "We're happy about this."
"Absolutely," she agreed.
"How far along are you?"
"About ten weeks."
He was silent for a long moment, then pulled back, grinning. "The basement."
"No! The closet."
"Are you sure? Because the basement was hotter."
"But the closet was almost poetic," she murmured, leaning to kiss his cheek. "Making two babies while our kids were rattling the door…"
"It was hurried and you got a cramp in your leg," he grumbled. He wrapped his arms tighter around her.
"Yeah but it was still great."
"It's always great."
"Yeah, it's always great," she agreed. A giggle bubbled up when he leaned into her for a deep kiss.
"Two more," he whispered a few moments later. Resting his forehead against hers, he sighed.
"Yeah," she murmured. "Thanks for that."
"I'm so sorry."
"This is it," she said. "Four is more than enough."
"Good thing we're moving into a big house."
"New business, new house, new babies…" Shayna couldn't help but grin. "Nobody can say we do anything half-assed."
"Nope, we are definitely whole-assed."
"I love you, by the way."
"Love you too," he sighed, squeezing her close.
"Love you more."
"Love you most."
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ahh scribs it's so devastating to hear you're unable to get blueberries right now, i completely forgot you're living in the opposite season from me but i would absolutely send you the one punnet sitting in my fridge right now if it meant you'd be eating those muffins sooner. but at the same time, there's nothing better than eating a steaming warm blueberry muffin cozied up in cooler weather. back when i made my last batch, i would bring a muffin to work, heat it up and went outside the building to eat it during the break and it was an entire experience in itself.
i'm so sorry your lemon poppyseed muffins didn't turn out as you expected today. baking is always a surprise, you never really know if your creations will turn out good or not but i have complete faith in you of course !! given you've given me the best carrot cupcake recipe that i still get compliments from my other coworkers to this day :') but i'll definitely keep an eye out on your baking adventures and you'll find me in your ask box straight away congratulating you on your success !
BUT THAT BEEF STEW !!! i fully salivated when i first your reply and thought about it all day at work today! i'm looking at it again right now and it looks so good. the portions you cut the potatoes into looks like it's the perfect bite size that will give you the taste of the broth along with the actual flavour of the potato. it's one of the reasons why potatoes are my favourite vegetable (???) and omg bubba in the pluto onesie why is that the cutest thing ever ahh but it's nice to see him being as big of a foodie as you. he definitely looks like he knows his stuff :')
i will definitely let you know how my earl grey and lavender cupcakes turns out, i've already decided that i'll be making them and bringing them in to work as treats for my coworkers on my birthday so the update will be coming in about two months from now. i had to search up what a london fog was but now that know, a lavender-laced version of that sounds like heaven, and it's making me crave the taste even more ahh
i will definitely look into looking for pills to take to quell my allergies while eating plants it's about time i start incorporating raw fruits and veggies into my diet haha. but i totally get that feeling, i will never understand how people are able to eat more than 5 packs of instant ramen in one setting when i get overbearingly full after two packets.
and yes that's what it is !! the comfort of it sounding fast and harsh is what makes me like the language so much. every time i hear someone speaking in cantonese it sounds like they're determined to get their point across and it's mesmerising to listen to, in the best way possible of course !! but still reading and understanding the alphabet in itself is a very big accomplishment so i have full belief that you'll improve drastically if you ever decide to pick it up again :)
as for the small update about mystery man, i never got his opinion on the cupcake. but when i gave it to him last sunday i believe, he was too occupied talking to his friends to give me his thoughts and i completely forgot to ask him as well today until after i got home from work. it's okay though i'm more than sure he liked it since everyone else that had tried it liked it just as much as i did
this was long i'm sorry to your tl if they have to scroll on just to get past this long post :')
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NONNIENONNIENONNIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!! 💕💕💕 sorry for the late response! a sore mouth got me chirpy for less days this this around, and when i felt better i had to take care of my pup's vet stuff. AND THEN i started scrambling around doing stuff to make up for the lost time 😅
goodness, i missed you! been waiting all week for saturday so i could bake and show you 😆 i made choc chip cookies from this recipe. this is my go-to, fool-proof cookie recipe. it calls for walnuts, but i think it won't matter if you skip them. it'll just be fabulous classic choc chip!
my chocolate of choice is beryl's sevona bar (biiiiiig 1kg bar). i tried making it with other brands but imo they didn't turn out as good. pick your fave chocolate, i guess! 😊 i find beryl's still a bit sweet (and i add a little more than the recipe calls for because ~d e c a d e n c e~) so i play around with the sugar. previously, i've used muscovado brown sugar (very dark brown sugar, basically) instead of regular brown sugar. it yields a cookie that's gooey-er, less sweet, has a deeper, caramel-y flavour. just now, i only had regular brown sugar, so i cut down the granulated white from the recommended 1/2 cup to 1/3 cup. the cookie still turned out really good! it's not as crispy as when you use the full 1/2 cup and the cookie dough itself also isn't as sweet, so you get the decadent chocolate to carry the cookie's sweetness ❤️
this is how they ended up looking! ((i've also already put this in my socials so you can see how insufferable i've being over a bit of kitchen success 😂))
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thank you so much for your encouragement! i am so heated over your blueberry muffins (eating warm ones outdoors is a whole MOOD honestly. pls say you had milky coffee with it!) that i've decided i'm going to throw in the towel and use frozen blueberries if i still can't get fresh ones. i'm crossing my fingers and hoping the frozens will burst and get blueberry goo all over the muffins while they bake. 😤 will keep you (and my whole little tumblr world 😂) posted.
the stew was gooooood. the potatoes get mushed from the long cooking and soak up all the juice 😩 they absolutely deserve to be your fave vegetable! i'm suddenly reminded of that episode in ekaterina where catherine the great first introduces potatoes to russia but the people aren't accustomed to the taste so when she attempts to eat a bite of it, her ministers all begin scrambling up and begging her not to hurt herself by having some potato 😂😂😂 if only they knew about mashed potato and criss-cut fries and curly fries and olive oil and herb roasted potato 😍
bubba is in plenty of sweaters since we've moved into the wet season. i also have to keep remembering to buy him more sleeved and hooded shirts. poor thing gets cold ears and cold feetsies pretty quickly 😅
you're an october baby!?!?!?! aksjdnfsdnfas my best friend (we've been best friends for about 20 years now!) is an october baby, too! if you also happen to be a libra, please know that i am grabbing your hands through the screen and jumping up and down because some of my fave people always seem to be librans!!! ❤️‍🔥
i have been picking up and dropping language learning soooo many times! i was prolly most dedicated with duolingo, but dropped it because i got bored because the app took too long to let me graduate from a module i already knew 😂 one of these days!!! have you ever tried learning cantonese?
mystery man has got to appreciate you more! i hope on your birthday he'll remember to greet you, and will treat that day as something special! you sound like an absolute sweetheart and deserve all that and more back! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Foods That Can Help You Lose Weight
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If you desire to slim down after that among the things you require to check out is what you consume. If you take in much more calories than you use up these calories turn into fat. Something no person wants. Various other than exercising one of the points you can do is to look at your diet plan as well as eat even more of the types of foods that help you lose weight.
The estimated ordinary daily calorie requirement is 2000 for women and 2500 for men, this is simply a quote as well as will certainly depend on your age, weight, elevation, body make-up and degrees of activity.
Low GI foods:
Foods with a low glycemic index will leave you really feeling fuller for much longer so they will help avoid you reaching for a biscuit or chocolate bar throughout the day for that added increase of power:
Apples
Cherries
Plums
Grapefruit
Peaches
Peanuts
Walnuts
Raisins
Raw carrots
Tomatoes
Green beans
Tomato soup
Negative calories foods:
These are not foods that contain no calories, they are foods that are stated to utilize more calories in the digestion procedure than it supplies. Usually these foods are reduced calorie fruit as well as veggies:
Apples
Lettuce
Grapefruit
Cabbage
Celery
Broccoli
Sprouts
Mushrooms
Cucumber
Watermelon
Strawberries
Tomatoes
Tangerines
Oranges
Apricots
These foods provide you with nutrients but they require to be eaten as part of a healthy balanced diet plan. Maintain them in mind when you expensive a snack.
Don' t simply reduce your calorie consumption since this can have the opposite affect. This is why diet plans sometimes do not work, it may look like the diet regimen is functioning as well as you see weight come off however as soon as you begin to eat usually again you will simply put the weight straight back on once more. The modifications you make need to be way of life changes, they need to be ones that you can stay with for the remainder of your life to make sure that's why it is essential that you consume the right amount and the right sorts of food so you can remain healthy and also get the nutrients you need as well as to be energetic. Remember its not just eating the appropriate foods that assist you reduce weight you require to work out as well as have a healthy as well as well balanced diet
Think of your body as a vehicle, for your car to last a very long time and not break down you need to put gas in it as well as you need to make sure it is the best type of gas as well as it needs to be looked after and also secured for a drive regularly so it doesn't discontinue up. Your body is the exact same, you require food for fuel so that you can do your day to day tasks as well as also to exercise to keep your body in working order. By working out and consuming a healthy balanced diet plan you lower the danger of high blood stress, stroke, high cholesterol, diabetes, weakening of bones etc.
For a healthy balanced diet you require to eat the right kind of foods as well as the best amount. We can group our everyday foods as complies with:
Fruit and Vegetables
These provide necessary vitamins and also minerals.
This food group ought to make up 1 3rd of what you consume daily. It is suggested that we should eat 5 parts of vegetables and fruit a day. If you actually believe about it this is not that difficult. 1 banana or apple is considered 1 section, a slice of pineapple or melon is a part or three heaped tbsps of veggies is an additional part. So one way of obtaining your 5 a day might be to have a couple of strawberries with your cereal for morning meal, an apple or orange for a mid-morning snack, a side salad with your lunch, a banana for a mid-afternoon snack, as well as veggies with your dinner and also there you have actually done it you have consumed your 5 a day.
You can even make a smoothie or juice from them as well as quickly get your 5 a day.
Bread, rice, potatoes, pasta and various other starchy foods
These give fuel as well as nutrients for your body such as fibre, calcium, iron as well as B vitamins
These ought to additionally comprise 1 3rd of what you consume as well as form the basis of the majority of dishes. Go for the wholemeal or wholegrain selections where you can.
The various other 3rd of your daily consumption ought to be composed of the last 3 groups,
Meat, fish, eggs, beans and also other non milk sources of protein
These give protein and various other vitamins and also minerals.
Milk and dairy foods
Provide healthy protein, calcium, Vitamins An as well as B12
This group is important for preserving the health and wellness of your bones, skin and also blood. Go with the lowered fat version.
Foods as well as beverages high in fat/sugar
These are the kinds of food that require to be decreased. Lots of people over delight on saturated fats (such as biscuits, cakes, sausages) as well as foods or beverages with sugarcoated. These are the ones that create us to gain weight, they are high in calories and it is having as well numerous calories that cause us to place on fat.
We do need fat as well as sugar in our diet though we just need to minimize the ones that are poor for us. Instead of saturated fat we ought to have foods with unsaturated fat so nuts, seeds, avocados etc. We obtain sugar from fruits and also milk so we require to lower the food and also beverage which has actually added sugar, such as carbonated drinks/soda, sugary foods etc.
You can treat on your own to chocolate, cake, biscuits etc every currently and also after that as lengthy as it remains in moderation, remember these foods are suggested to be eaten as a treat not as a staple with every meal. When you grab the chocolate or biscuit just remember your objective and also what you want to achieve and whether consuming it is actually worth it.
Keep working out and also eating a healthy well balanced diet plan and you will certainly see the weight start to drop off, it takes some time and also initiative yet you will certainly be rewarded.
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