#50 for the matcha i had

[hxmlet]

food diary:

japanese curry rice with chicken - less than half the serve

2 packets of mini sushi (salmon and cucumber)

[icewindandboringhorror]

misc. daily life photos again .. for the every once in a while that I collect enough over a few months to actually make a photo set out of them lol

[natugood]

I love just sitting and working in small, local coffee shops for hours at a time. Even though it’s hard for me to sit still, it’s really fun to get to see all the people who come in and to get a better sense of the community as a whole. I love half listening to conversations, seeing how people interact with each other and with the baristas, and who even is drawn to the location in the first place. I don’t usually feel like paying $2 - $6 for a coffee or tea is really worth it except on special occasions, but the value of getting to be around people in a pleasant, safe, open environment like that really adds so, so much value to the experience. I like to feel connected to the people around me, so it makes me happy!

[flopsxii]

regular customer - various genshin characters !

in which these various genshin characters are your regulars at your small, quaint cafe. of course, it is very possible they have acquired feelings for their favourite barista ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

ft. lyney, kazuha, hu tao, bennett, freminet & xiao 𝜗𝜚࿔

no specified gender <3

𐔌 lyney !

“c’mon, y/n! one more trick and i’ll be out of your hair.” lyney whispered before showing off his cards in his hands. “i have a queue lyney, can it wait till later?” you inquired, whilst taking the next customers order with a bright smile on your face. lyney pouted at your response, “what if my trick made all these customers disappear?” he asked, an excited glint in his eyes.

“then i’d have to shut the coffee house, lyney!” you exclaimed, as you rushed around the small space, getting drinks of all different flavours ready for the people of fontaine. “hmm, i guess i can wait till it quietens down…” he mumbled, before sipping his coffee and almost staring you down.

“i didn’t know boba or matcha would be such a craze in fontaine… did you?” he asked, noticing a handful of people walking out with your new speciality drinks. “well, i wanted to bring an inazuman touch with me… it was a 50/50 chance of people liking it, i’m just so glad people do! maybe i’ll travel to each nation and bring a speciality back with me.” you explained to the magician.

the cogs in lyney’s brain started rotating, maybe he should bring you back a beverage recipe from snezhnaya. he wondered how happy you would look if he revealed a drink recipe from nowhere, what a trick that’d turn out to be…

“mmm, that sounds like a marvellous idea! where would you go first?” lyney asked before finishing off his drink. “probably liyue… i’ve always wanted to visit!” you responded, whilst handing more drinks to customers.

“how about after i return from snezhnaya, we go to liyue together?”

𐔌 kazuha !

he technically wasn’t a regular. he’d frequent your quaint little cafe everyday for months and then he’d disappear into thin air for longer than he had been there. he’d smooth talk his way out of your questions everytime, “oh you know, i follow where the wind takes me.” he’d reply with a small smile or he’d conjure up a haiku on the spot to woosh your questions away. either way, you’d always end up forgiving and forgetting.

he had been gone for 3 months now and each day you wondered if this was the time he’d never come back to visit the cafe. maybe it was possible he found a coffee house in a distant land he preferred more. your chest felt heavy at the thought, ‘surely not… kazuha always comes back…’

you were knocked back into concentration when a customer appeared in front of you. “i’m so sorry to keep you waiting! what can i get for you?” you asked, hoping that making drinks would easily distract your thoughts from the samurai. “a strawberry matcha please, y/n!” they requested with a smile. i nodded, getting to work brewing the matcha, “so, anything new?” i asked yachi, another one of my frequent customers. “oh… same old, i’ve just been helping my father around the store. and you? have you seen your samurai yet?” she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

“kazuha’s back?” i asked, spinning around the face her to inquire more. instead of facing yachi alone, i was now faced with kazuha himself. “i apologise for being away for so long, y/n. i hope you’ve been well.”

both hearts hammered away in separate chests, “i’ve been wonderful kazuha, and you? how were your travels?” i inquired, whilst finishing yachi’s drink and allowing her to have the matcha on the house.

“i enjoyed journeying… seeing new lands and meeting new people. however, i never could find another coffee house that gives me a sense of home like yours does.”

𐔌 hu tao !

it’s like she does it on purpose. everyday, you’ll end up spilling multiple drinks when hu tao jumps out of nowhere and scares the life out of you. but it’s ’all good fun’ as she reminds you each time.

“c’mon, y/n! didn’t mean to actually scare ya!” she laughed, almost keeling over from how funny she was finding the situation. you pulled your lip between your teeth as you started wiping up the boba you had spilt all over your worktops.

“yeah, yeah, tao. i’ve heard this all before.” you replied snarkily. “did you want a drink or just to kill me? you’ll have to wait many more years before you can plan my funeral hu tao.”

she hummed, gazing over the menu before coming closer to the counter. “got anymore boba?” she inquired, a playful grin on her face as she watched you clean the spilt boba. “i think you know the answer to that.”

“bummer… i was really feeling boba too! no matter, im perfectly content with your company, hehe~” she giggled, resting her chin on her palm. a blush rose to your cheeks at her bold statement, “i’ll just get you a green tea, hu tao. would that be alright?” you asked, hoping the funeral director couldn’t see how red your cheeks are.

“mmm… that’d be wonderful!” she cheered before jumping behind the counter. you poured her green tea, added a slice of lemon and just before she grabbed it, hu tao came impossibly close; “you know, your cheeks remind me of red lacewing butterflies, hehe! so cute! anyhow, best be off… things to do, people to see, zombie children to seal away… see you later, my butterfly!”

𐔌 bennett !

he always turned up with new plasters cluttering his skin, dirt on his cheeks, the occasional cut or bruise… but always with a beaming smile on his face. you weren’t sure if this was his usual demeanour or if he simply loved your beverages that much. but never the less, you appreciated his custom all the same, even if you were worried every time he burst through the cafe door.

“you’re injured again, bennett.” you observed, as he approached the counter, a blush rose on his freckled cheeks. his hand rose to rub the back of his neck sheepishly, “my commission didn’t quite go to plan…” he explained, whilst his eyes darted around your various chalk boards filled with different drink options.

“you know, there’s always one thing that can cheer me up after a messy commission, y/n!” bennett exclaimed before taking out his pouch of mora. “mmm… could it be your hot chocolate?” you asked, already beginning to prepare bennett’s favourite drink.

“you know me too well, y/n! what would i do without you!” bennett smiled once again before placing some mora on the counter for you. “take a seat bennett, i’ll bring it over for you.” you smiled before resuming and finishing bennett’s drink.

bennett hoped you wouldn’t feel his eyes on you as you made his drink. he almost felt bad making you do the same drink at the same time everyday but he couldn’t help himself. if he didn’t order something, how would he be able to speak to you and see you everyday? somehow, you had become part of his daily routine, no matter if his adventures went pear shaped or not, he knew no matter what, he’d see your smiling face at the end of everyday.

he hoped one day he’d be brave enough to confess his feelings, how you lighten up his day and his mood each time he came in… until then, he was more than happy with your small talk, his perfectly made hot chocolate (with all the trimmings, of course) and being able to just see you.

𐔌 freminet !

it had taken freminet around two months to gain the courage to order from you. you had noticed the blonde boy sitting in the back of the cafe, keeping to himself; occasionally the magician lyney and his assistant lynette would sit at the table with him. however, today he was alone and now fumbling over his words.

“hi, freminet! how have you been? i haven’t seen you recently.” you smiled, your hands placed on your hips. freminet kept his eyes towards the floor as a rosy pink blush spread across his cheeks like wildfire. “ive been… just fine, y/n. busy diving and with my siblings.”

“well i’m glad any time i get to see you.” you reassured the blonde boy but all your words did was make his face go almost crimson, you giggled at how shy he was.

it’s true, freminet had caught your attention the first day he had came in. you still remember it clear as day.

the door creaked open and there stood a blonde haired boy with a diving mask held at his side. when he finally looked up and his eyes widened in disbelief at your appearance, you had completely gone limp from the sight of his pretty eyes. it was as cliche as it sounds but somehow it was perfect to you.

ever since then, freminet had visited whenever he could, even if he didn’t speak to you or order anything. sometimes you would give him a drink on the house, after all he would end up sitting there for hours just reading or gazing into space. there were times where his siblings would order something for him and drop devious little hints in your ear about their brothers feelings.

freminet’s appearance had made coming to work everyday unpredictable and exciting. you had a crush and it made your heart pound everyday in anticipation for his arrival.

𐔌 xiao !

it was most certainly a surprise when a certain adeptus visited your coffee house. he was uninterested in your beverages and instead demanded a cuisine you didn’t even offer. however, you bent over backwards trying to please him and cooked him his desired dish anyways.

xiao appreciated your effort even if he decided to leave it unsaid. he decided next time he visited the coffee house, he’d order from your normal menu and definitely not force you to do something special for him.

however, next time he popped by your coffee house and begrudgingly ordered a black coffee (the only one he knew of), he was surprised to find you had given him a portion of almond tofu as well.

it surprised him, why would you go out of your way to cook him a meal when one, he didn’t even pay for it, two, last time you made it he hardly seemed grateful and three, you hardly knew him.

maybe you were trying to gain his custom in the most degrading way possible or maybe you were just that nice. either way xiao was grateful that you entered his life, even if he hadn’t made the most positive impression.

“here’s your tofu, xiao! i adapted the recipe but i do hope you still like it. oh! and i made you a new drink, let me know if it’s okay… if you don’t like it, i’ll make you your usual.” you smiled reassuringly, before placing down the bowl, a spoon and his beverage.

xiao smiled thankfully before digging into his food. it was a slightly different taste from the usual almond tofu recipe, xiao was sure he’d hate it if someone else made it, however, he loved it because it was made by you.

despite having so many questions and conversation topics, you decided to leave him be. xiao had always liked his own company more than others and it was best not to force him into being sociable, it never ended in the way you wanted.

however, what you didn’t realise was during the time you served customers, xiao had already disappeared off into the night and had left a bunch of qingxin flowers in the middle of the table, tied together with a neat lilac bow.

a/n — i hope you enjoyed my first genshin post!! <3 mwah

[chuunai]

hey, congrats 100 followers !! i would love to join your celebration♡ may i request beastzai (or js adazai) with the scenario married life (1) & all in all, it was a typical tuesday (8) as the prompt ?

congrats on 100 again !!!! it’s a big number and a big achievement !!

I think Dazai is really hot too.

✧˚ · . vroom vroom, than a table for two - dazai osamu

he certainly couldn’t complain.

summary ⋆ ★ comfort, fluff, established relationship (marriage with reader), SFW → icky PDA, cutesy nicknames, minor mention of sex (it’s like barely there though) and overall puppy husband dazai. also obvious mentions of suicide its DAZAI

It was Tuesday.

And also another hardworking day at the Agency. So, so tiring, according to your husband—not that he ever worked—to the point where he simply needed a break with his lovely spouse. That’s how you found yourself hand-in-hand with him during your lunch break, walking down the sidewalks of Yokohama while he excitedly spoke about a new suicide method he had heard of.

Yesterday was a homemade shrapnel bomb, today was a wrecking ball.

“Basically, you hide out in a building that’s scheduled to be demolished and eventually it collapses on you! Pretty sweet, isn’t it?”

Quirking an eyebrow, he turned to you expectantly, a cheery smile on his face. It was quick, painless enough method of suicide. Beautiful in a way, too. Sunlight would be warming his skin, the air fresh and crisp and then tons of concrete and plaster would crush his entire body in one fell swoop. No pain, just gain of access to the afterlife.

Looking back at him, you sheepishly shrugged, replying back to amuse both him and yourself. 50% of the time, his attempts were idiotic and funny, the other 50% was genuinely worrying and mildly terrifying. Today seemed to be the former, though. Thankfully.

Plus, it wasn’t like the method would even work due to some random info you found out about on the internet.

“Yeah, but I’m like, ninety-nine percent sure they check the buildings for people before they demolish them. So you’d get found out.”

Your tone was as equally playful and light as his. He wouldn’t really kill himself. You weren’t ready for a double suicide yet, sadly. His lips curled into a frown when you mentioned how it wouldn’t work, his fingers squeezing yours as he exaggerated his sigh.

“And here I was, certain of my demise! Guess that means I’ll be with you a bit longer, darling.”

Not that he really minded.

Sure, he constantly went off about suicide and how beautiful the whole concept was, but at the end of the day, he wouldn’t want to die without you at his side. He’s firmly one of those people who’d kill himself after his beloved died. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself after you died. Sure, he made Odasaku a promise, but he made you a vow.

Until death do them part.

When you died, so would he.

But no one was dying today. Just a happy day for a happy couple.

Dazai’s hand slipped out of yours, curling around your hips instead as he pulled you closer to his side. He wanted to show off his pretty partner to anyone who happened to look over at you two. Show off the person who owns his heart and soul and is his perfect reason to live for just a little bit longer. No one else deserved his gorgeous belladonna.

Just him and him only.

Only Dazai could kiss your lips at any given moment—publicly or privately—, and only he could watch you dress up for dates, brushing out your hair while he mumbled compliments into the spot where your collarbone met your neck. Only Dazai could spend hours with you at night, hearing his name from your lips while his fingers intertwined with yours at the intimate moments.

No one else could hope to do the same with you.

That’s why he soon was leading you into a bakery, the smell of pastries and bread flooding the air as he looked over the treats in the display cases. Black sesame roll cakes, all squishy looking and yummy. The cookies ranging from chocolate chip to matcha and plain vanilla. They all looked so good, but the prices weren’t quite the same.

God, when it came to money, Dazai wished he was still in the Mafia. At least he had tons of it back then.

Now, he had to be a bit more frugal with his income from the Agency. Sure, you guys weren’t dirt poor or unable to afford food and other necessities, but you couldn’t always get special snacks like this. Maybe once every week or two, if you could do so.

Nudging your shoulder, he tapped the glass, looking at you expectantly. He always did this—letting you choose what the two of you would eat. Dazai didn’t mind either. You had good taste unlike his diet of canned crab and alcohol.

“I trust my lovely spouse’s taste and that you’ll pick something good like always.”

He was such a puppy. Only for you, he thought.

“Uhmm…dunno. Pick a number, one or two.”

Dazai placed a finger on his lips, pretending to be in thought like it was the most important decision in his twenty-two years of life so far. Brows furrowed in concentration, eyes darting between you and the sweet treats while he hummed quietly. One or two? Eh. He’d go with two. There was the two of you here, after all.

“Two.”

He watched as you pointed at a slice of strawberry cheesecake, your eyes looking at him for approval. Honestly, Dazai never understood why you wanted his approval for everything. You were his equal—his life partner, nonetheless—so there was really no need for this behavior. But he couldn’t blame you. Even now, he had a bit of a commanding aura.

“Oooooh, that looks good! Knew you’d pick something tasty.”

Dazai pecked your cheek affectionately while he held your hand walking to the counter, ordering two slices of strawberry cheesecake, taking out Kunikida’s credit card that he had ‘borrowed’ from the blondie earlier at work. Compared to the thievery he had committed in his younger years, it was practically begging to be used with how his wallet was smack dab in the middle of his desk.

Carefully holding the two plates of the cheesecake slices, he led you over to a table in the corner, giving you a fork as he sat down across from you. He didn’t eat until you dug into your piece first, making sounds of contentment as sweetness coated both your taste buds. Geez, it was good. Worth the price for sure. The corner of your lips were stained with the white frosting, and so he swiped his thumb over the mess, cooing at you like a parent.

“Ah ah, ‘donna. You’re getting messy.”

Dazai liked the flush of your face. How flustered you were as you insisted you could clean yourself and that you weren’t a baby and a fully capable grown adult.

“I’m not a baby, ‘samu! I can take care of myself, ‘kay?”

Of course, of course.

“Uh-huh. And you’re not a baby. You’re my baby. My clumsy little baby who can’t eat without making a mess.”

Chewing on the rest of his slice, minutes passed, filled with conversations between the two of you about work, how Atsushi was doing—probably still traumatized and fucked over, is what you both agreed about—, plans for dinner. You tastefully ignored his comment about what he wanted for dessert. At least there weren’t any kids in the bakery.

Thankfully for everyone else in the establishment, your ‘lunch’ was finished. Walking out of the cafe, he clasped onto your hand firmly, feeling his wedding ring rub against your skin. The sounds of honking and birds chirping filled the air, but all Dazai could hear were your gentle breaths coupled with the sound of your footsteps.

Nothing really mattered besides you, in his eyes.

His everything—his reason to live.

Eternally.

Tags: @twst-om-lover, @sinfulthoughtsposts

[omar-bb]

notes & quotes from omar's live today

he wanted to release Red Light sooner but he and his team wanted to get it right

he's excited to headline at Gröna Lund - gonna be playing a new song there and at his other shows this summer!

"one of my favorite songs. i'm telling you, you will fucking choke when you hear that one. it's dark, it's dirty, it's groovy..."

"should I leak some of it? it would be fun for you to be able to sing along..."

"i hope it's fine by my team that I just leaked that"

"maybe it'll be the next single after Red Light. only maybe. I'm not promising anything"

someone asked about an Asia tour - "I cannot be live bc I'm gonna leak a lot of shit. But you wanna know something funny? This song .... it is actually a k-pop pitch song from start. it was made with k-pop in mind. it is not fully k-pop and now that i've been doing my touch on it, it is a little less k-pop but.. they actually wrote the song k-pop in mind."

teased doing a tour in the future

another "leak" - "I was actually meant to go to korea like right now or a month ago, like after the oscars ... i was supposed to go to korea. but it never happened. i was very sad. but maybe one day.

he had a scared moment where music started playing in the other room and he thought it was an unreleased song but it was just his alejandro tiktok lol

inspo for red light? "I didn't write the song ... it was a demo that got sent to me. at first ... it was a girl singing red light, and when i heard it the first time i was like yo this sounds like fucking rihanna ... i was like is this a long lost rihanna song? this is the greatest thing i've ever heard. and then i just fucking took it. i was like this is my song before rihanna takes it from me. and now it's my song."

Red Light music video when? "we shot a visualizer, so it's not a music video ... it's very beautiful. very stunning. i've never done anything like that. ... it's not a real music video. it's more visuals for the song."

will be doing red light on 25 may and also a new song

"you'll hear a whole new omar when you hear that song"

he has been replying to messages in his community on whatsapp and sms. they'll be leaking more stuff through there

new OMR Beauty product when? "....................... stay tuned"

"you will die when you see the next launch of OMR Beauty. that's all I'm saying. Next!!!"

will he start a fashion brand? "i don't really have the time for that unfortunately. ... not for now"

thinks he is not gonna bleach his hair

Someone asked red light spanish version when? and he sang a bit of it in spanish

omar backflip when? "when i'm in heaven"

is he going to act again?"i'm actually reading some scripts right now. just reading, it's not anything happening really yet, just testing the waters. we'll see, i would love to act. i actually miss acting, it was a fun time ... nothing will ever be like YR obviously, but just the thought of meeting new ppl, new friends, being together for a few weeks or a few months, and filming smth very special, that would be so much fun. ... i'm actually reading a really cool script right now" but more focusing on music right now

he has 40-50 new songs from the last year apparently??? Maybe i misunderstood this

album when? "don't know, we'll see" - he has a lot of songs and could drop an album but he wants it to be perfect so it'll be awhile

there will be red light merch this summer

he and edvin hang out sometimes

not doing Rix FM this year

there will not be 12 red light remixes lol "but maybe a few"

Eurovision 2025? "absolutely not. sorry not sorry." something about always being thrown out of the competition

he's stopped drinking coffee regularly and drinks matcha instead

someone suggested hoemars as the fandom name and he laughed lol

a lot is happening in May he says !! "y'all better eat good, sleep well" lolol

he said he might do another live next week once Red Light is out

[dimension20quotes]

Fantasy High: Junior Year Episode 18 Quotes

Back to all Fantasy High: Junior Year quotes

"Ain't no party like a Seacaster party cause a Seacaster party blows up."

"And that's all for this episode of Dimension 20 Fantasy High: Junior Year. Blimey."

"Eugenia. Bard to rogue. It's all a fucking lie. I love to fucking lie."

"How did you think she got pregnant?"

"I have 13 hit points and no Dex. Why was I up here? Why?"

"I knew this bitch was old money. I could smell it on him."

"I stepped out of the Dome for two seconds and we just determined that the person I said would, on a success, dissolve is pregnant."

"If it is a zero, one, two, three, or four, so there's a 50% chance that the act of divine mystery that saves the world is British Kristen saying 'blimey'."

"If this is how this works, I don't know that this show will ever recover."

"I'm going to do a short matcha ceremony. It always makes the meth go down smooth."

"I'm not concentrating, just trying to be alive."

"It looks like he truly thinks Porter is a great name for a god."

"I've never had a battle episode have Adventuring Party energy in it before."

"Now if this is a zero or a one, I could see a world where I quit."

"So...picture the ocean. You can do whatever you want cause it's maritime law."

"That's my life motto, gas and ram."

"There's too many dragons. We gotta keep just shooting grandma and gassing it."

"This guy was a fun World War II pilot in Episode 1, and in Episode 19 or 18, he is a meth head."

"We're allowed to drink because it's airitime law."

"What do you not get? Everyone at this party has to have some bad baby milk, you have to drive the house that is a boat through the sky to the gym."

"Wow, damn. Would never worship."

"You had your chance, and what you did was say 'blimey'."

[scorpioracha]

Skz as Bubble Tea

How did I come up with this monstrosity you may ask? Oh no reason, I just had the most TOE CURLING JAW UNHINGING ORGASM INDUCING BOBA OF MY LIFE☺️☺️ anyways I hope you enjoy! if you do pls like/reblog so people can actually see this lol

Bang Chan 방찬

this man is a large dirty matcha milk tea with extra tapioca + an espresso shot and 50% sugar I do not make the rules.

Minho 민호

surprise surprise also matcha but he’s a regular matcha milk tea with red beans and milk foam on the top. Also has one of those cute little cat art things in the foam too. 100% sugar obvi.

Changbin 창빈

idk why but Changbin is feeling fruity—👀—so he’s like a small mango smoothie with mango popping boba or lychee or regular boba,honestly depending on how zesty he’s feeling. 50% and he wants a colorful straw.

Hyunjin 현진

he is so specific in my head. Taro milk tea,boba and coconut jelly, with 75% sugar. My boy only supports small businesses too. He gets his in a reusable cup too.

Jisung 지성

Jisungie is a brown sugar milk tea 100% sugar with tapioca,coffee jelly and Oreo crumbs🥹😭

Felix 용복

oh this ray of sunshine is a strawberry milk tea with strawberry jelly and strawberry popping boba. 100% sugar cause he’s so sweet☺️

Seungmin 승민

black milk tea, 50% sugar, tapioca pearls and a size small. Might get grass jelly if he’s feeling spicy

jeongin 정인

I feel like jeongin is a honeydew milk tea with white tapioca pearls and honey. Size large and either 75% or 100% sugar.

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

"get me a damned matcha" | Chapter 7: December I

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✧ pairing ➼ levi ackerman x fem!reader, college x coffee shop x roommates!au ✧ summary ➼ After you find yourself plagued with misfortune due to struggles in your personal and family life, you find yourself needing to move last minute. As a junior in undergrad with little money and little social support, you considered yourself lucky when you found a sublease that was close to campus and was relatively cheap. Unfortunately, it seemed that your roommate did not seem to be so excited regarding your presence. ✧ content/warnings ➼ fluff, slowburn, strangers to lovers, alcohol, college-typical parties, explicit description of an anxiety attack, mentions of death ✧ word count ➼ ~4k

> [you (4:45pm)]: hey you locked me out again > [you (4:47pm)]: hello??? > [you (4:48pm)]: hello??? earth to levi

> [levi (4:50pm)]: Should've come home earlier. I have work.

> [you (4:51pm)]: it's 4:50. u said your shift doesn't start till 5

> [levi (4:55pm)]: It's a 15 minute commute, dumbass.

> [you (4:56pm)]: YOU'RE a sumbass > [you (4:56pm)]: dumbass

> [levi (4:59pm)]: How clever > [levi (5:00pm)]: I made you another Matcha. Get your ass here before it gets cold.

~~~~~

It had started snowing on your way to the café. The weather forecast hadn't called it a snowstorm or anything along the lines of that, but walking through it was still a pain in the butt. You hadn't anticipated having to walk in it, so you were wearing tennis shoes, which meant that snow seeped in, leaving you with cold feet and wet socks. On top of that, you weren't wearing any gloves, so you had to have your hands shoved into your jacket pockets the entire time.

Needless to say, you were more than grumpy by the time you arrived. You shook the snow out of your hair and patted off your coat before sitting down at your usual spot with a more than obvious frown on your face.

Levi's gaze met yours and he pushed the cup of Matcha gently towards you. He seemed to notice your mood and chose to simply hand you the drink without providing commentary on the fact that you had locked yourself out of the house again. 

You mumbled a thanks as you took a sip of the drink that Levi had now been regularly preparing for you whenever you came into the café. Most days you simply appreciated the gesture, but there were also days like this where your mood was nothing but sour, so getting your comfort drink for free was more than needed.

You had left your apartment keys at home while you were in a rush to leave in the morning and then you had missed the bus on your way home. You rushed to your apartment, hoping that Levi was still at home, and were rudely met with a locked door. Today was just full of misfortunes.

You took solace in the fact that the Matcha meant there was at least one thing in your day that you could consider a positive. The day wasn't a complete loss.

"Does this mean I'm trapped with you for the next five hours until your shift is up?" you asked, finally placing the cup back down onto its accompanying plate.

"Fuck no," he responded with a frown. "Having you here for the entire shift will make it a hundred times worse."

Levi didn't miss the subtle pout that appeared on your face. If he didn't know any better, he would've sworn that he had hurt your feelings based on the look in your eyes.

He paused briefly, glancing at you, noting that you really did seem affected by his comment.

"Whatever," he mumbled underneath his breath as he began digging around in his pockets, before pulling out a spare key.

He began to slide it over to you.

"A spare that I made a while ago," he muttered, his fingers still on the top of the key to keep you from immediately grabbing it. "I expect you to give it back."

After emphasizing that last statement, he let go of the key and flicked it closer to you.

It took you a second to react. You hadn't expected this from him.

"Thanks," you said quietly as you took the spare and placed it in your pocket. 

You sipped on the Matcha again, subtly looking up as you watched Levi tend to his station. 

The two of you have kept this routine up for a few months at this point. You'd come in, he'd prepare you a drink, and you'd exchange some banter with him before he went back over to his station. You were surprised every time you saw Levi being completely engrossed in his station. As much as he complained about working here, you could tell he did legitimately enjoy making the specialty teas the café offered. It was probably one of the only things he could do to keep other real life things off his mind. 

You heard the door open (and felt the accompanying freezing wind) behind you.

"Oh hey, _____!" 

You turned towards the door and saw Nicolo leaning against the open door carrying a box of supplies.

"Oi, are you trying to turn this place into a fridge?" Levi called out. "Close the damn door."

Nicolo stepped inside, kicking the snow off his boots. Upon a closer inspection, you could see that he was carrying a variety of baking supplies in the heavy-looking box in his arms, likely to restock his own station.

"Hey!" you greeted with a wave. "How's business been?"

He walked up to you and placed the boxes on the counter, much to Levi's ire since they were still somewhat covered in snow. 

"Slower since you haven't been needing our pastries!"

"Well, the semester's over so activities are paused until after February."

"You going to the party tonight?"

"Probably," you said with a nod. A subtle smirk appeared at the edge of your lips. "I assume you're going with Sasha?"

"Wh-What?!" Nicolo exclaimed as his face flushed up. You had caught him off-guard.

"Nothing," you said innocently as you shut your eyes and continued sipping at your Matcha.

You've seen the two underclassmen interacting here regularly nearly every other day. Although it was none of your business, anybody with even a hint of social awareness could put the pieces together that there was something developing between the two. 

"If you're taking her out, I'd recommend getting something bigger to eat first," you spoke up, turning towards Nicolo, who was still reeling from your comment. "And it's Sasha, so I mean it when I say bigger to eat. It's an end-of-semester party, which means it's a bigger one. Make sure you have something to soak up the alcohol."

You were well aware that neither of them were drinking age, but you weren't dumb. Although there were some that attended parties without ever drinking, you knew it was rare. It was more than likely that the two of them would be drinking in some capacity. You'd rather them be careful, instead of them getting into trouble because you decided to turn a blind eye. 

You didn't notice, but Levi had kept his eyes on you throughout this whole exchange. Every single time you came into the café or interacted with him, the more of you he actually got to see. Although he wouldn't admit it to himself, you were straying further and further from his expectation of you as just another annoying undergrad.

"Are you going with anyone?" Nicolo finally asked after gathering himself.

You nodded. 

"I'm going with Petra and a few others. So I guess I'll see you there!"

~~~~~

Everyone had finally left.

While Levi didn't particularly enjoy closing shifts, he did find them more relaxing than his regular mid-shifts. He got to spend the last 30 minutes or so alone after closing to clean and prepare the café for the next day.

Still, given how late it was, he found himself in a sour mood. Having to be out past 11pm couldn't just be remedied by 30 minutes of cleaning, no matter how much he enjoyed it. He was more than ready to go home and lock himself in his room for the rest of the night.

The snow had stopped and only a small layer had gathered on the ground, but it was still fairly chilly outside. Levi dug his hands into his pockets and frowned at the fact that his breath was visible whenever he exhaled. He knew his car was going to be annoyingly cold once he got in. 

He felt his phone buzz.

He groaned, knowing it was you. He wondered if he should ignore it.

His phone kept buzzing. It was a phone call.

He finally dug out his phone, exposing his hand to the freezing temperatures surrounding him.

"What?" he spoke sternly into the phone, immediately grimacing from the loud background noise that came from the other end. He held the phone about an inch away from his ear. 

"Levi?!" 

He heard you yell into your phone, as if you were surprised that he picked up.

"What do you want?" 

He heard a lot of loud music, which meant that you were still at the party, but also wind blowing into your microphone, indicating that you were outside.

His eyebrows scrunched together as he tried to make out whatever it was that you were trying to say. He vaguely heard the words "me" and "up". With the music and the wind fighting for the microphone's attention, he could barely understand a word you were saying.

"What?" 

He heard some shuffling on the other end before your voice began coming through clearer.

"Can you p-pick me up?"

Your voice was unsteady and slurred. You were drunk.

"It's too late into the night, fuck off."

You had gone to the party with friends, so it wasn't like you didn't have a way home. Plus, he already had to pick you up last month at the last minute. He really didn't want this to form into a habit.

However, before he could bring his phone down away from his ear and press the end call button, you spoke again with a sense of urgency.

"Levi, p-please!"

He had noticed that your voice was unsteady the first time, but now he could almost picture you trembling as you spoke. 

You were upset about something. Listening closely, he was vaguely able to tell that you were crying based on the way that your speaking and breathing patterns were not matching up with each other, in addition to the sense of urgency in your voice.

He groaned audibly.

"Fine. Which stupid party are you at?"

~~~~~

Driving through this area of campus was always a pain in the ass. Not only did most of the buses pass through here, but it was also the central location for parties. Most fraternities were located here and it technically wasn't as monitored by campus security, which meant parties could go late into the night and be as wild as they wanted to get without too many repercussions. It was precisely why Levi avoided driving through here.

Yet, he found himself here, driving at a snail's pace, trying to pinpoint your figure out amongst the crowd of drunk undergrads. Given the fact that you were a small person, he had no idea where you could've been.

He parked across the street and shot you a quick text message telling you to get your ass outside within five minutes or he was going to leave. 

The five minutes passed.

He glanced at the frat house you had texted him the address of and still saw no signs of you.

He let out a tut of disapproval as he prepared to re-enter the freezing atmosphere. He was more than irritated as he got out of the car, zipping his jacket up as began walking towards the party.

Despite what he texted you, he wasn't going to leave you here, no matter how much he wanted to go home. He knew how shady these parties could get and that wasn't even considering how upset and intoxicated you had sounded over the phone.

He stared blankly into the crowd, trying to identify you within a sea of people.

It was only by luck that he saw you out of the corner of his eye. You weren't even at the frat house. 

You had stormed off to the nearby street corner, no doubt trying to get away from the party, although it didn't seem like you had a particular destination in mind. 

He began to make his way over to you, but paused once he saw you squat down and hold your chest.

You were upset, drunk, and likely about to be sick because you couldn't control your drinking. 

However, his hesitation quickly faded once he saw that you didn't keel over because you were going to be sick from the alcohol. 

You were struggling to breathe.

His walking quickly turned into a jog as he made his way over to you with a worried look in his eyes.

"What the hell is-"

You were indeed upset about something as tears streamed down your face. Your words were incoherent as you failed to push them out as you hyperventilated, barely taking in any oxygen with each breath in. One hand was placed onto the ground to keep yourself from falling face-first onto the concrete sidewalk, but even that was unsteady. 

"_____?" he called out your name. 

You didn't respond.

"Hey, brat," he said again, more urgently this time. 

When you didn't respond, he kneeled down next to you. 

You were having an anxiety attack. You weren't going to answer him in the state you were in.

He placed his hands on your shoulders and shook you a bit.

"Hey, brat," he spoke again quietly, although still with a sense of urgency as he attempted to ground you.

You rapidly shook your head, your eyes tightly shut, communicating that you knew that he wanted you to calm down, but that you couldn't.

"Look at me," he said sternly.

When you didn't respond, he let out a quiet "tch" before reaching out and gently lifting your chin so that you were looking into his eyes. 

"I said look at me. Do as I say."

Your vision was still wavering, but you were able to somewhat fix your gaze onto his gray eyes. Although you still felt like the world was swirling around you, your immediate field of vision held still. All of your senses seemed distorted, including him, but you tried your best to listen to the words coming out of his mouth.

"Breathe in for four," he instructed.

You parted your lips and took a shaky and unsteady breath in, but it immediately got caught in your throat and you felt your chest convulse as you heaved again. 

He shook your shoulder again to get your attention.

"Through your nose. Try again."

You slowly began to inhale through your nose, never taking your eyes off him.

"Hold for four."

You held your breath, with those four seconds feeling absolutely agonizing. You tried to focus on him as he fixed his gaze intensely on you, refusing to break eye contact with you.

"Out for four. Through your mouth this time."

You exhaled slowly through your mouth, having just done your first successful breathing cycle from within the past twenty minutes or so.

"Good," he said quietly with a nod. "Again."

It took a few more rounds of box breathing, but you were able to stabilize your breathing and somewhat calm your perception of the world around you.

With your anxiety attack somewhat mitigated, you finally collapsed and sat on the ground, burying your face into your hands as you quietly sobbed to yourself.

~~~~~

You were at the same diner as last month. You barely remembered walking in through the doors, much less getting into Levi's car and getting driven here, but you found yourself looking down at the now empty basket of fries and chicken tenders that you had apparently ordered for yourself.

You looked up and saw Levi sitting across the table, having opted for a cup of black coffee. It wasn't like he was going to sleep anyway.

This was the first time that Levi had seen you this upset. Sure, you were upset the last time you were at this diner, but that appeared more similarly to a low mood state, in contrast to him finding you sobbing and hyperventilating on the ground thirty minutes ago.

He could've just taken the both of you home, but considering how unsteady you were as he got you to stand up and how much you were babbling and incoherently apologizing to him, he opted to take you here instead. He figured at least the food would sober you up enough to tell him what the hell had happened.

You had spent the entire car ride sobbing and apologizing to him for a variety of reasons that he had never even thought of or considered. Sure, he was annoyed that you pulled him away from going home and shutting himself in for the night, but apologizing for being useless hardly seemed appropriate.

"...Thanks," you muttered quietly as you sniffled, looking down at the basket of fries. It was less that you were fixated on the fries and more that you were afraid to look up at Levi.

"...Don't mention it," he uttered, taking a few seconds to respond.

You finally glanced up at him, fully expecting him to be scowling at you, but you were instead met with his signature neutral expression.

"I do tend to gravitate towards food when hammered, so..." you said as you trailed off.

"Yeah?" he asked, crossing his arms as he watched you. "So you would've found yourself here regardless?"

"No," you said as you shook your head. "I don't think I would have."

You averted your gaze as you pulled up vague memories of the anxiety attack and Levi coaxing you out of it.

"Not the way that I was anyway."

You didn't expect Levi to come in with knowledge on how to calm you down. Everyone always just said "quit worrying" or "breathe", which did little to nothing. Levi was the last person you had expected to show up and actually walk you through something as fundamental as breathing—but you were grateful. You really didn't know what you would have done had he not shown up when he did.

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment.

"So...thanks," you mumbled again.

You heard him click his tongue.

"Didn't I just say not to mention it?" 

You vaguely saw him grab something and by the time you looked up, a balled up napkin came flying across the table towards you. Levi had bunched it up and threw it at you as a way of getting you to quit apologizing.

You swatted it away right before it hit your forehead, giving him an annoyed glare.

Regardless, it did make you feel better. You were beginning to sober up.

You stared at the balled up napkin for a few seconds before opening your mouth to speak again.

"Petra said something shitty," you mumbled.

"That girl you're always hanging out with?"

"Yeah," you whispered as you nodded. "She said something about how what my aunt said a few weeks ago could've been her 'way of caring', and that she had a point of-"

You suddenly stopped speaking as you felt your body tense up again as you recited in your head the words your supposed "closest" friend had mentioned to you.

"A point of the fact that I'm 'wasting' my parents' lives being the way that I am," you spoke quietly, with the end of your sentence being barely audible, as if you were afraid that speaking the words would confirm that they were true.

Levi raised his eyebrows at that comment.

"The way that you are?"

You looked over at him and gave him a grim expression.

"The semester didn't end great. Grades weren't all there. I even have some classes that I need to do extra stuff with over break to pass."

Petra's comment threw you off. You hadn't expected it from her. She was generally a very nice person, but you also knew that she'd occasionally mention something out of left field without really thinking about it. She was the embodiment of toxic and blind positivity, which was helpful for superficial problems that weren't actually upsetting. That wasn't really the case when it came to something that bothered you on such a deep level. The alcohol didn't help either.

Levi scoffed and an annoyed expression quickly overtook his facial features.

"Sorry," you whispered again, looking down with a shameful expression.

"What the hell are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry for bothering you with this," you said as you continued to look down. "I can tell it's annoying you."

You knew how late it was and you knew that he worked a closing shift tonight. The fact that he came all the way out and took the time to get you food to sober you up and make sure that you were okay filled you with regret, guilt, and remorse.

You heard him let out a sigh of disappointment.

"It's not that."

You glanced up at him again, unsure of what he was trying to say.

"I just forget how annoying you all are about your grades," he grumbled while glaring off to the side. 

Upon seeing you staring at him with a confused expression, he leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table while looking at you.

"People aren't to give a shit about your grades after you get your first job. Hell, even your first job is barely going to look at your grades. Your grades don't mean shit if you don't have anything to back it up with."

You fell silent, looking at the table as you contemplated his words. You knew what he was getting at. Good grades weren't enough.

"You're worth more than a letter on some piece of paper."

Your eyes widened as he spoke. He had gone from what sounded like beratement to affirmation within the blink of an eye. You were speechless as you looked at him. You didn't know how to respond.  You didn't know how to even process it. Regardless, his words had hit you on some level.

You saw his eyes flash down to your empty basket of fries. He began to get up while you found yourself in your dumbfounded stupor, bringing his wallet out as he walked up to the front counter with an irritated look on his face.

You watched him as you saw him chatting with the cashier up front to pay for your late-night meal.

You're worth more than a letter on some piece of paper.

Whether you would consciously admit it or not, those words were what you needed to hear. People always seemed to measure your worth based on your grades or your ability to get a certain thing done, and you still found yourself always preoccupied with what others thought.

For the first time, someone told you directly that those metrics did not dictate your worth. Your grades weren't everything. 

Those words undoubtedly meant a lot, but it was strange. The strange part was that it came from Levi. He's the last person you would catch providing words of comfort to someone. Although you can't realistically say that you hate him anymore—which was hopefully reciprocated by him—you still didn't expect that from him.

However, because it was Levi, who usually wanted nothing to do with you, you were able to believe that what he said was true. It wasn't a blanket statement or something he pulled out of his ass to make you feel better. He just wasn't that type of person.

Thus, you found yourself reacting much more to those words than you would have had it been anyone else.

Levi glanced back at you, noticing that you were watching him. He broke eye contact with you to sign the receipt that the cashier had printed out for him.

Everything he said was true. You really were worth more than whatever dumb grade some asshole with a PhD decided to slap onto your GPA record.

Throughout the course of the semester, your perception of what Levi thought of you versus what Levi actually thought of you shifted and fell out of balance. He thought higher of you than you thought he did, although you weren't quite in the headspace to be able to accept or process that.

All you knew was that one sentence was enough to encourage you to fight past the hurdle that consisted of this very shitty first semester.

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[ros3ybabe]

Weekly Check In - November 12th, 2023 🎀

ugh I feel like I’ve been neglecting my blogs, and that’s not what I want to be doing!!!

I have finals coming up so soon, including exams and final papers (looking at you, psychology research paper). Not to mention I’m still working 5 days a week, classes 4 days a week, working out 3-5 days a week on top of all my adulting duties. It’s safe to safe I have been a little stressed lately, no doubt about that. It really got me bad because it was impacting my relationship with my boyfriend and the last thing I want to do is cause unnecessary stress and anxiety for him. I know I let my stress and anxieties get the best of me when I realized I was the one causing 98% of all of our arguments and issues this last few weeks. Luckily I was able to come to the realization that it had been my fault, so him and I talked it through and worked it out and I missed him that I would work both on myself more as well as work with my therapist and develop better coping strategies for times of high stress.

🩷 let’s recap this last week with some highlights! And then I will tal about my goals for the upcoming week!

I had to go talk to my PSYC TA about how far I’d fallen behind in the class and she was able to give me some encouragement and a lot of help and really set me on the path in the right direction, so I definitely have hope that I’ll pass this class with a B at worst, which is still an awesome grade!

I finally made it back to my cooking class and the professor was so kind, he told me it always upset his days when I’d miss class for the week and he asked me if was doing okay and how things were going. I think he’s in his 50s or 60s, and he’s just a very kind man, reminds me of my own dad. Has that typical old man dad humor and his cooking class has actually help me become more comfortable with my own cooking skills as of this semester. Definitely one of my favorite classes, and my classmates were the best too.

I registered for the next semester and I am sooo looking forward to the course load. Well, for the most part anyways. I have to retake Chemistry 2 as well as the lab but luckily the college offers a supplemental type of course to help with the actual class so that’s gonna be awesome. I’m also taking a sports medicine focused medical terminology course online, another once a week food focused course about food production, a psychology of emotion course (super super excited for this class), and I registered for a yoga class for the semester! I feel like having yoga twice a week will definitely help with stress and relaxation and just overall keep me on the right track health wise for the semester! I think I’m taking a total of almost 18 credit hours but other yoga class itself is 2 credits so it’s definitely gonna be an easier semester at least schedule and course load wise.

My work bestie had her baby shower! I can’t believe she’s 8 months pregnant with a little boy, he’s already so lucky to have her and her man as parents. She was absolutely glowing at her baby shower and I’m so happy that I got to go and support her. I’ve known her for going on three years already so it made my day to both be invited and get to see how excited she got when I went.

I bought matcha powder! (Amongst other health stuff, including some new gym gear for my lower body days) I have a mini traditional matcha set so I thought I’d finally use it no bought some matcha powder online! I’m super excited to try my hand at making myself matcha lattes. I even bought a milk frother so I’m a little excited.

I changed up my fitness goals and routine a bit. I’m still going to the gym 3 days a week for weight lifting, but now two of those are lower body days and the other is an upper body day. I’m also going to continue with my two days of cardio but on those two days I am also going to do some at home mat Pilates to help with my overall fitness, appearance, and health goals. I’ve heard that some lower intensity workouts are pretty good for women with PCOS so I thought incorporating that would be a good idea.

I’m Vitamin D deficient and I had no idea! I used to take vitamin D supplements at my old doctors request when I was a teenager but I stopped when I can rot college because I was no longer being advised to take it nor were my blood levels being check regularly so I figured ehh not a big deal but I recently got lab work done and yep, I am semi severely vitamin d deficient. So now I gotta look into different foods I can incorporate as well as a vitamin d supplement and more time in the sun!

I’ve been keeping up a decent skincare routine with a bunch of new products I bought and can I just say, the Anua Heartleaf Oil Cleanser is an absolute god send. I’m obsessed with Asian/Korean skincare. It’s done so much for my skin, I can’t recommend it enough!

overall, not a bad week this last week. this recap is for only (mainly) November 4th through yesterday, November 11th.

🩷 my upcoming goals and things for this week! (November 12th thru 18th)

Keep up with all my homework and turning assignments in completed and on time. I’m trying to finish the semester off strong, or at least as strong as I can. That just means it’s grind time and I gotta buckle down and get my school stuff done.

Insurance. I need to purchase insurance because the state I live in says I make too much to qualify for full coverage insurance which is an issue with the meds I take and the doctors I currently see, as well as my therapist. Adulting, yay!

Complete at least a draft and/or reel for my dietetics mentor by Saturday/next Sunday as the deadline was to have something sent to her by Monday at noon. So my goal is to have some drafts of content for her as soon as possible.

Work out at least three days this week. I’ve been consistent with going every week for the last four weeks but I haven’t been as consistent with how many days within the week that I’ve been going. So that’s definitely a goal of mine.

Look into a Pilates class/studio I can join by the beginning of next semester. I definitely want to take some classes to help with form and proper technique, but I think I want to give myself some time to build more confidence so that way I can give it my all in the future classes I take. Plus, my finances don’t exactly permit me taking Pilates classes at the moment. So my goal is to do some research now and then make a decision by mid January.

My boyfriend and I are hitting a year and a half together this week! Ahh I love him so much, I’m so excited for yet another milestone. Pretty soon we’ll be coming up on two years and I just couldn’t be happier. My man is my best friend, I’m so lucky and grateful that I have him in my life, especially as my partner <3

Attempt to make a matcha latte! My matcha powder comes in this week so I’m gonna try my hand at making my own matcha now!

Keep consistent with my skin care and self care. Also pick up journaling again this week as I think it’ll help me sort out my stressors and anxieties without harming my relationship with my man or my relationship with myself. Self care and working on my own well being benefit me in so many ways, I just need to keep consistent with it.

Restart my Duolingo and Busuu streaks as an attempt to get back into learning the Japanese language! Also begin to pick up Spanish again! Spanish is not too difficult for me to understand as a lot of people I’m around speak the language and I also took classes in high school and some in college. So I think splitting my time between Spanish and Japanese will be good and keep me from being bored and dropping my language studies altogether. I’m going to start with Spanish Duolingo and just go from there with it! once I get more comfortable with the languages I will start making small posts in those languages! Spanish will definitely come easier than Japanese tho, that’s for sure.

that’s all for this upcoming week! It feels like it’s going to be busy but next week is our break for thanksgiving so that’s one week of rest and relaxation and recovery for me. I won’t be spending the holiday with anyone but I don’t mind, it gives me a day to be mindful and grateful and just give me some time to myself that day, and for the whole week. Everyone who knows me in person knows I definitely need the time for myself. I think it’ll be very restorative for sure.

for those of you who follow my side blogs for my fitness, I’ll be posting to it here soon as well! I think I might update you on my current split and routine more in depth then what I mentioned here. And I’m going to drop a review of some of the new skincare products I’ve recently bought and tried as well! I’ll try to do a mid week update this week on this blog too!

til next time, lovelies 🩷🤍

[sideaccount512]

🔔 SCAMMER ALERT - SCAMMER ‼️‼️

Remember this plea?

WEEELL…

They are NOT named Ashley and they are NOT “Angels”!

Below is the ASSHOLE SCAMMER!!!

They tried getting personal information from me and even sent a check that made me cry at first! ($6,000)

But haha! Luckily my bank doesn’t have a Deposit option and after trying it twice and canceling each time it locked my out of my app, so I wasn’t able to deposit that way. I had to wait and go to my bank in person- by which time he’d mentioned cashapp and bitcoin for some reason… it seems my suspicions were correct! (Despite my hope/desperation.. 😔😣). I told the tellers who know me about it- they said it’s a scam, one of the, who knows more about this type of thing even checked it- the check was FAKE ! 8-U

Half way tempted to cash its but I was advised not to. So I’m just gonna let the police & sheriff know, since I’m friends w someone who’s family is a Local Sheriff..

So just warning everyone- WATCH OUT! It might seem kinda obvious, but they lul you in, this person told me they were only sending $150, sounds reasonable, right? Then changed to $500, happy surprise! Then it’s gets here and it’s the $6k, so makes them look like a saint, right??? Ugh! Devil in Disguise and not the fun song kind!

———

In lu of this, I need commissions again or donations, NO CHECKS!!! Also my Cashapp is NOT connected to my bank account, in case anyone has any bright ideas..

My fridge looks like this (tho now I have like, some matcha latte almond milk? ..I need groceries.. 🥲)

The two white boxes are full of prescription cat food for my cat I’ve had since he was 4 months old, born in August 2011~

Here is my fur bby//he’s worth the extra $50 every month… He means so much to me.. 🥺

He wears pink bow bc he is a Dapper lil Man ^^

[dreamy-love222]

What I’ll be eating today. I had an argument with my dad but he ended up sending me money.

Feeling guilty because food

but I haven’t eaten anything other than a sugar free matcha latte and a coffee and Actimel so maybe this is my omad

The chia pudding is 199 cals

The sashimi is 166 for the salmon and 122 for the tuna

I would count the sauce as 50 cals

Ugh I don’t want to count everything and see the final number or I’ll start crying

The oatly latte is 183 calories.

The sugar free matcha latte is lets say 200 cals

The vitamin water is 80 cals each

My coffee this morning 95 calories

My Actimel 73 calories

At least I am still under 1000 calories 904 cals…

I ate lunch w a classmate. I got the rice to go and I think I’ll give it to mom.

[kuvvydraws]

I'm back again!

>:3c

What are his favorite foods and drinks?

I need to be able to spoil him

~💖

Welcome back!

I'm going to skip the part explaining how he doesn't remember how to eat real food with texture and flavor and it's instead used to eating the magic equivalent of nutrient granola bars.

Praetorius is a relatively picky eater, not because of the flavor profile of meals but because of the texture - yes, if it's not granola he's put off.

He'd enjoy things with a slight crunch. Bread with a thick crust, toasted and grilled things... Things he can dip in a sauce, too. A good loaf and a dish of olive oil so green it's no longer translucent would make his afternoon, he could demolish that bread making boats with it.

Meat is scarce Underground, so he never got the taste for it, but he'd like a good thick steak, still pink inside, with some garlic and onion slices and a good gravy - just, not often. On special occasions.

Fish is a 50/50, he'd prefer it sashimi style, no rice so it doesn't get stuck to his teeth.

He's not big on sweets after having a face to face with toffees as a child - sticky stuff is a no for him. Subtle flavors though, like matcha or anko sweets could have their moments.

Regarding drinks, he's very accustomed to water and tea, but you could very well define Praetorius as a caffeine junkie. He needs it to work as much as he does, and doesn't care to acknowledge how addicted he is to it. Unfortunately for him, he really dislikes the bitterness of coffee, the sweetness of sodas and energy drinks, and the coldness of smoothies. Give him tea or juice, or good old water and he'll be happy. He won't be against trying new beverages but it'd be a rare occasion if he had more than one sip.

He wouldn't dabble into alcohol until many years Aftersurfacing, and someone thought to gift him a bottle of good whiskey "because he seems like the type to go after quality stuff". Naturally, his ego couldn't fight that statement. Stereotypes aside, the whiskey got discarded and nearly poured down the sink in the kitchen after a mere sniff. No hard alcohol for him, give him red or white, even cider, and Praetorius will enjoy it so much more.

[unsleepingtales]

A lesson I have learned about myself in the past few months is no matter where in the world I am I will make time for fantasy high!

Greetings from Not Home, my sleep schedule is absolutely fucked. Without further ado let’s dive right into episode 18 (!!)

So. Picture the ocean.

Burth Bakarath <3

Yeah the fact that they’re allowed to hold the election off of school grounds is still wild to me

Oh my god MURPH came up with Gerard Neigh???? Love him so bad

Happy Birthday Me And Congratulations President Applebees

Ooh okay so they’re trying to get the nightmare king to fuck with the ship?

Sprak!

I love ship stats!!!!

As the birthday boy/most popular kid in school ☺️

The bad boys are steering the ship!!

I love the dynamic of the Most Powerful Girls In The World and The Coolest Guys

Hey guys be nicer to Jawbone please

K2 was such a gift to Ally

! My stepdad lives on a houseboat !

(Lou making panicked flailing sounds)

Emily. Fully making matcha.

I’m gonna do a full matcha ceremony!! It always makes the meth go down smooth!!!

What the fuck is happening guys. Am I out of it or is this just unhinged.

Classic back of house actions

I’m SO glad that Fight Me In The Sky is an enduring bit

ASO reference??

Take one and pass it on!

Oh my god look at the little party lights on the Hangman mini!! It’s so nice!!

There’s always time for a weird jawbone story!

Cmon mannnnn

We were all rooting for you!

Beautiful. Majestic. BAM.

Ooh what does Zac’s shirt say?? It’s blocked by the cloud. World Oyama something

I know it’s huge actually but the teeny tiny dragon mini is so cute

Yeahhh let’s keep it voting!

Murph’s hair looks very nice!

Zac’s shirt says World Oyama Karate!

What does knocked prone mean in this situation

Oooh Adaine had silvery barbs now!

Zac just Lives in crit city now

Gorgug Thistlespring the man you ARE…..

Keelhaul the fucking dragon hell yes

Thank fuck for uncanny dodge

Aaaaaaaa gorgug

And there’s the shot from the trailer!

We’re actually being attacked by dragons, we’re just making it fun!

I am trying to scroll tumblr as I watch the episode and I am fighting for my fucking LIFE to not get the Beardsley wild moment spoiled

Ayda!!!

‘Remember when we died?’ Oh you two are best friends who died together <3

Even the dragons look afraid

The nightmare king!!!!

Oh that hand is so coooool

Damage thresholds are so great

Oooooohoho Eugenia love you

Ain’t no party like a seacaster party cause a seacaster party blows up!!

I’m so glad that Riz likes his teacher now

I’ll be nearby! But I Have To Go

Steve Kornacki mention !

Have they guaranteed that everyone at the party is voting for Kristen? That’s just a given at this point?

I love the rain animation so much but it is kind of distracting unfortunately

Adaine Abernant PARTY WIZARD

Oh FUCK

God they keep saying Gerard and it keeps catching me off guard.

Solo Baxter? No Sandra Lynn?

“(mouth full of almonds) Oh my fucking god” cc writers ilyyyy

Zac was that to the tune of grandma got run over by a reindeer

They work together so well!!!!

I love Eugenia’s energy

I am gonna have it dissolve her. If it works.

She’s going to Hudol! She’s going steady with Perceval!

Literally 50/50 odds but we all know how this is gonna go

Zac fully dming this moment is beautiful

She might be pregnant??

You had your chance, and what you did was say blimey

She extrudes through time back to… England.

Heyyyy tornado!!!

Yeah how do you go back to plot after that

Oh fuck!

Oh god the editing for the sneak peek for next week was fantastic

[mistrdctr]

@resignedworkaholics cont. [x]

Hah, very funny: The human body is mostly made of liquid, around 50 to 70 percent of one's existence consists of water, yada yada, all of that - Stephen knows; He's a doctor, after all. Somewhere still, at least...

"With liquid I mean --- Uh, yeah, thanks."

Receiving his Vanilla-Matcha Frappé with an extra dash of fresh cream, scarred fingers curling around the cup, the sorcerer speaks his thanks to the barista before turning on his heel, taking a sip; He follows the other out of the small café, accompanied by a hiss and a muttered "Ah, fuck that!" as the sensation of a burn sears itself across his tongue.

"Oh, really? - Well thanks, gotta learn something new every single day, I suppose." Sarcasm. Stephen knows he needs money to buy himself a drink, and he was so damn sure he had some on his frame - but then, once that cute guy behind the counter had asked for the payment, he'd realized that 150 Rupees won't be sufficient to pay for his choice of beverage.

Bummer. Well, he's got it anyway, thanks to that unknown one being so considerate.

The question, however, makes the sorcerer stop in mid-motion; He blinks, gaze lifting from his cup to meet that of the other one, a somewhat surprised expression sitting on his features as he does. Ah, must be the cut on his cheek, right? Or the bruise on his bottom lip? Perhaps the dried blood below his nostrils--- And the money-thing, obviously.

"---Uh, yeah!", is what Stephen says, a bit too enthusiastically perhaps; He clears his throat, still trying to cool down his tongue by taking a few shallow breaths through parted lips. "Good. Peachy. Perfect. Just, uh --- must have lost my wallet along the way somewhere. Or, uh, the Dollars inside. Had a bit of a rough day."

A bit. Just... slightly.

[littlekingbergara]

I think one of the weirdest things I’ve seen in this discourse is people calling Steven a greedy, money hungry guy who owns a $300 matcha machine.

As if people aren’t allowed nice things. Do they not understand that it’s okay to have nice things? 😭

little known fact if you own anything worth more than $50 you're actually basically the richest person on earth.

steven is an asian man who had the audacity to say he likes money and nice things so now he gets to be the scapegoat any time watcher makes a move that lets viewers make the decision about whether or not to spend money on them :/ these poor poor people who were suckered in to becoming a fan of something!!