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[cozage]

COZAAAAAAA-*dies*

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NYXXXXXX hey bestie thank you for sharing this 🥰 let’s all remember this version of Ace right now…okay? :)

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For @coza-main: You are a delight and joy for this fandom. Always kind to people who come into your ask box, tanking requests like a champ \o/ I love all your stories and your dedication <3 I hope you know how much you are loved and appreciated =D

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45 Minutes of Melodic House & Techno, Organic House, Minimal Destination Lost Rodriguez Jr., Jan Blomqvist Together Jean Claude Ades, Re.you Parallel Pavel Petrov Raw Instinct Alican Remix Abuk Mambo Gespona, Martin Cozar Geisha Cioz Remix Notre Dame Corpalium feat. Lilli Ellen Denis Horvat There Is Hope Maxxim Remix D-Nox, DJ Zombi

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[junkyarddemento]

BACKROOMS - LEVEL 232 

Kane Pixels might be the current master of The Backrooms, but he hasn’t unlocked the supermarket level yet. That credit goes to Luka Coza who takes us inside an infinite grocery store stacked with all of the things one could want to eat or drink. There’s one catch, there’s no way out, except if you want to be confronted by something creepy and nasty!

[grandlinedreams]

You’ve done an aged up quirk story, could I request one one where the Heart Pirates get hit with the opposite, and suddenly reader and Law are frantically taking care baby everyone. And there’s something about seeing reader handling babies that stirs…something in Law.

Hiya!! I actually haven't done a story like that before so I think you have me confused for Coza who did do an aged up thing, but I hope I can do this justice for you! But also hey i made it a week on this blog before devolving into my law based brainrot also most of this is under a readmore bc it's LONG pulling in at about 2.4k

[!]: MINORS DNI. AGELESS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

[Heads up!: devil fruit effects, fingering, reader is not gendered but there is usage of termed genitals(clit), unprotected sex, breeding kink, piv, i think i have my bases covered]

All in all, you’re really not sure this situation can get worse.

 But on second thought, you amend it ㅡ things can always get worse. And so, correction ㅡ things could get worse, but you’re desperately hoping that they won’t.

“[Name]?” You look down at the tiny redhead, his arms wound around your leg. “Can you hold me?” 

“Of course.” You bend down as he reaches up, your hands hooking under his arms to lift the small boy into your arms, situating him against your hip. “Careful though, don’t wake Bepo.” 

The mink, now reduced to a small cub, is fast asleep in the cloth you’ve tied around yourself as a makeshift carrier, his head resting against your shoulder. Approaching footsteps make your attention shift to the newcomer, your eyes locking with familiar gold. “Any luck?”

Law shakes his head. “I didn’t figure that he’d hang around long afterwards. Baㅡ” Your eyes narrow in warning and Law looks away, jaw clenching as he surveys the mess that’s been made of his crew. Besides you and himself, the rest of the crew’d been the unfortunate victims of a devil fruit effect that’d reverted them to children ㅡ and without their current, adult frame of mind.

“How long do you think this will last?” you ask, adjusting Shachi on your hip again, and Law’s eyes flick from the redhead to Bepo’s sleeping face, then to his own hands. Both are occupied by a set much smaller than his own, and Ikkaku looks up at him and beams as Clione stares at the ground, scuffing his shoe in the dirt. 

What an odd scene this must appear to be ㅡ two adults and a group of children of varying sizes scattered nearby, tucked far enough into an alleyway that the casual passersby wouldn’t spot them. 

“Not sure. If we’re lucky, it shouldn’t last much more than a couple of hours.” 

“Well, nothing to be done but figure out how to look after them until it wears off.” You wiggle the fingers of your free hand in invitation, and Law watches as Uni darts over to latch onto it with both of his. “Should we take them back to the Polar Tang?”

“That’d probably be our best bet,” Law sighs, and Clione looks up at him with a frown. 

“Are you mad at us?”

Law turns, lips parting ㅡ and you cut him off before he can speak, your tone gentle in a way he’s never heard. “Of course not. Nobody’s mad at any of you, okay? You’re not in trouble, I promise.”  

Clione perks up at your words and you smile, pleased that you’ve been able to help cheer up your crewmate. Pushing down the stir of something odd in his chest, Law looks back up at you. “We should head back.”

You nod and adjust Shachi again, coaxing him to wrap skinny arms around your neck for support and still when Bepo squirms at the accidental knock of Shachi’s hand against his cheek, though the mink otherwise stays asleep. 

You slip past Law and he watches as Hakugan, Penguin and Jean Bart hurry to follow you, sight uncannily similar to that of ducklings following their mother. Glancing down at Ikkaku and Clione, he heaves a soft sigh before he moves to follow you. 

You make it half-way back through the little town before Ikkaku is tugging on his hand, and he glances down at her. “My feet hurt.” Cheeks puffed in a tiny pout, brown eyes bore into his own as she tugs on his hand for emphasis. “Carry me!”

“It’s not much further,” he tries, adjusting his tone so that it’s something closer to yours had been and when it doesn’t do anything beyond making Ikkaku pout further and stomp one of her feet, he gives in and lets go of Clione’s hand for a moment to pick Ikkaku up. The tiny girl makes a noise of delight, and he reaches for Clione’s hand again, little fingers curling around his. 

He knows how strange the two of you must look with your entourage of children, and he finds himself wishing more now than ever that the effects of that devil fruit will wear off. You’re stuck here until it does, after all ㅡ the two of you can’t pilot the Polar Tang on your own, and he’s not certain about the effect of deep-sea submersion on children. 

“You have a lovely family, my dear.” Law looks up to find you halted by an older woman who watches his crew cluster around your legs, Shachi tucking his face against your shoulder. As Law steps closer, her eyes flick to him. “This must be your husband.” 

There it is again, the odd flicker from before ㅡ stronger now, even as warmth threatens to rise to his cheeks at being called your husband. Your own are already pink, though your smile stays polite.

 “Thank-you,” you say, and the lady beams before she hurries off ㅡ apparently her only intent to compliment you and your supposed family. The Heart Pirates are your family, you've said that before and made it clear ㅡ but that woman's words are rattling around in Law's head with an entirely new kind of persistence. 

He's never given what he'll do after all of this much thought. To keep himself grounded in reality and not let himself hope for too much, he's told himself he'll be fine with just making it out alive. But now? 

"Law?" Your voice pulls him out of his thoughts to find you watching him, your expression somewhere between confusion and concern. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he says, "let's keep moving. The sooner we're back on the Polar Tang, the better." 

Now, he thinks he might give it more thought. Something soft, vulnerable ㅡ a future with you, where he can be your husband. He's never even thought about marriage like that, but being called your husband ㅡ he could get used to that. 

And a family. 

That surprises him, the sudden want for it ㅡ or maybe it's always been there, pushed down and buried. He doesn't even know your own thoughts on it ㅡ what you want for the future. You've never talked about it in depth before ㅡ but he still hopes that whatever you want, he can be the one to give it to you. 

ㅡ

"They're all finally asleep," you report quietly as you slip into Law's room, shutting the door with a sigh. "They'll be confused if they wake up like that and they're back to normal." You pause. "They are cute, though."

"Small price to pay," Law says, watching as you climb over his legs to settle on the bed beside him. "I just hope they don't remember this."

"Embarrassed that they might see you as anything but a grump?" You tease, grinning when he gives you a flat look. "I saw you holding Ikkaku earlier, it was cute." You reach, snuggling into his side. "I can see you as a dad to a little girl." 

Law tenses. "About that," he starts, and you pull away to regard him curiously as his attention shifts to you, eyes locking with yours. "Have you thought about what you want when this is over?" 

Your head tilts. "I mean not really," you admit, "but if I had to…I think I'd want us to settle down somewhere nice. I'd want a garden, so it'd have to be a place with good weather…" Law is staring at you, and you trail off. "What?"

"You said 'us'," he points out, and you snort, amused.

"Well yeah, dummy. You think I want that with anyone but you?" There's a small smile tugging at your lips, one that gives him the push to continue with his next question. 

"And…would you want a family?" 

"Well, you're my family," you say and his lips part to protest that he doesn't mean like that, but you're continuing before he can. "But like…our family? Between you and me? Yes, but…I would never push for something you didn't want too, Law." Your tone is soft but expression serious, no sign of teasing. "Kids or no kids, I want my future to be with you, whatever that means for us." 

He wants to agree. Wants to tell you that he feels the same way, that it doesn't matter as long as he has you ㅡ but instead, he kisses you. 

He can tell he's surprised you with the vehemence behind it, the seconds delay before you kiss him back. You let him push you onto your back, caging you beneath him. 

"Law," you manage when he finally pulls away in favor of kissing your jawline, "Law, the kidsㅡ"

"They're not really kids," Law counters and you huff, finding it hard to focus with the pinch of his teeth, worrying strawberry pink blooms down your neck. 

"They're right there," you still protest weakly, though you know you're already on the losing side of the argument. Law hums, pausing against the flutter of your pulse point, lips curving into a smirk.

"Then you'll just have to keep your voice down." Law is an absolute menace when he wants to be ㅡ something he's making clear at the moment.

You bite back a whimper when his lips press against your collarbone, the upward skim of one of his hands on your stomach earning a shiver from you and the arch of your back as he palms at your breast. 

There's the brief pause as he works your shirt up and over your head, his own following before there's the warmth of his mouth on your skin again. 

Lifting you a hand to cradle the back of Law's neck, you whine when he reaches up, tugging your hand away and pressing it down into the bed beside your head. "If you know what's good for you," he murmurs, "you'll keep your hands there."

It's a threat and a promise, one that makes heat pool between your legs, instinctive upward roll of your hips against earning you a groan against your skin as he grinds down against you. 

The path that Law makes down your chest is gentle but intentional, the brush of fingers down your ribs as he lets his attention linger at the soft skin of your stomach. Your cheeks burn at the soft intimacy of it, the strategic handful kisses at your navel, down to the swell of your hip bone. 

And then Law is moving back up, kissing you soundly as he pops the button of your pants, tugging the fabric of your underwear down with it and thumbing at the plush of your thighs as he skims his hands back up. 

The sink of one long finger into you gets a choked gasp of his name, one that makes him smirk, watching your face contort with pleasure as he adds a second finger. 

"This soaked and I've barely touched you," he murmurs, eyes gleaming at the crawl of darker red across your cheeks before your hips buck at the curl of his fingers. You've been intimate only a handful of times but he knows you like the back of his hand, drinking in every sound and face you make and committing them to memory. 

He can feel the slick pulse of your walls around his fingers, clenching with every curl and press of his digits, a moan slipping from your lips when he scissors them. A hard crook of his fingers paired with the abrupt press of his thumb against your swollen clit is what does you in as you cum, clenching hard around his fingers as you soak his hand. 

He gives you a moment to recover, watches your chest heave as he reaches to shed the last of his own clothing. His skin is warm against yours as he settles over you, hisses at the slick drag of your core against his throbbing length. 

"Want you," you say, and Law's chest aches as he leans in to kiss you. This time he does it sweetly, intertwines one of your hands with his, the other slipping down to guide himself to your entrance before he sinks into you. 

Your fingers squeeze his as Law's hips meet flush to yours, room quiet save for the sound of soft panting as you try to ground yourself. Law hisses as you clench around him, kissing the corner of your mouth before he pulls back enough to start moving. 

It's not as rough as you'd been expecting with how suddenly he'd pounced on you, but there's a certain intensity to his thrusts that doesn't go unnoticed. Your gaze drifts over the flush to Law's cheeks, the fine layer of sweat at his forehead, the shock of dark hair you so often run your fingers through during late nights and early mornings. Times where he's wholly, selfishly yours, just as much as you are his. 

Pleasure lances through your veins when he shifts his hips a little, nudges your legs apart a tiny bit further apart so that he sinks just a little deeper into you. The hand intertwined with yours slips free, fingers drumming down your ribs and in.

The barely there swell of your lower stomach is what catches Law's attention, magnetic as he spreads his fingers against it, pressing down slightly. It's not enough to hurt you, would never be that much ㅡ but the way your eyes roll makes it beyond worth it. 

"Gonna give you a baby," he says, words tumbling from his lips unchecked, "give you everything you could ever want, so long as you're mine." 

He pairs it with a rougher thrust, aware of how you're clenching around him, dangerously close to that precipice. "Say you're mine, [Name]. Wanna hear you say it." 

"Yours," you gasp, voice pitching higher when he slips his hand down to rub at your clit, working it in tight circles. "I'm yours!"

Law cums first, presses as deep as he can and groans into your neck as he spills into you, setting off your own orgasm as you clench around him with a moan. 

He all but collapses against you, breathing hard as you drag a hand up and down his back. Once he's caught his breath, he leans up enough for a soft kiss, one you return before you thread your fingers into his hair and tug him away from your mouth.

He expects a comment on what the two of you just did, or perhaps something about what he had said, the potential ramifications of your actions. But you don't. Instead you stare at him sweetly, a juxtaposition from the words that you say next. 

"If the kids heard any of that," you warn, "you're dead to me."

[quinloki]

Hi Quin <3

I may or may not have gone through your entire catalog haha (^///^) Thank you for feeding us all so well ☆ Such stunning works!!!!! (シ_ _ )シ

I was wondering, I find that I keep on reading the same people a lot. Have you discovered some cool new people to read from recently? any great recs? stuff you keep coming back to?

Anyways, you're awesome!! And I can't wait to read what you come up with next!!!!!

=O Sideblogs and everything?

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Goodness. ❤️I'm glad you enjoyed my stuff enough to read all that. I'm a terribly wordy ^^;

Ah! But hmmm... I do tend to read from many of the same folks, especially since I ended up surrounded by impressive writers.

But let's do this:

@swampstew - if you follow me, you know her. I cannot fathom otherwise, and if you don't, start here.

this is @icy-spicy's master list - I'd have that cold shower ready before you start, but there's more than One Piece there.

@mydisenchantedeulogy writes for a lot of fandoms, her words are so good I'm a fan of her stories without even having seen the universes they come from.

@un-shit-yourself is a long time real life friend, and a fantastic writer. Mostly Dragon Age, but the writing pulls you in. We chat, but we don't usually cross post, so you probably don't know about this one even if you do follow me.

@zoros-sheath - if you haven't read Magnets, start there, otherwise go hog wild. I can't imagine you're going to find anything bad.

@standfucker - whew, I look - Zen makes me wonder why I even write because what she writes is just too goddamn hot. Y'all don't need me, you got her. (I say this in jest, I'm going nowhere I promise) White Out and Rotation are two of my favorites, but Stowing Away to Save Yourself is something I specifically requested and gods was I served well.

@writing-yarn-goblin and @lyndsyh24 and @theaceofflamesposts are here, but you're more likely to enjoy the first two on Wattpad and the last on Ao3. Lyn's getting more active here, but her library is full of good stuff - fluffier than my usual work, but just as good imo. Lyn is one of the biggest reasons y'all get to deal with me at all. She was a saint when I stumbled into Wattpad.

I love @heyitsdoe and @/bas-writes stuff - they are both phenomenal writers. Bas has shifted away from OP a little and is more into JJK, but if you're looking for solid fic to read, then you will find tons there and I promise you'll enjoy it =3 Doe is super sweet and her writing is always a full meal, I've commissioned her and it was far and away worth every penny.

Honestly, I'd really recommend checking out my Following page. I leave it public, but everyone on it is either a friend, a writer, an artist, or some combination of all three.

I could go on in this post for like 5,000 more words and not hit everyone who has delighted me. @cyborg-franky @coza-main @lerya-fanfic @leakyweep @leftsidebonfire -- I'm going to hit a damn tag limit again.

@thus-spoke-lo is a little on the darker side, but gods alive I love her work, and I could read it for hours if I had the hours to spare.

@vizkopa writes in a way that helped me loosen up and write more how I wanted to, so thank her for that, and enjoy what she's got - mostly on Wattpad I believe? I know that's where I've read it.

Seriously, just peruse my followers, if you need something new.

But know that like me, they're 18+ and that's a boundary for their comfort as much as anything else. So don't break that.

[gloomygvrl666]

jason vs coza

[jazumst]

Czy to już środa?

Żeby Was... Z opadniętymi łapami poruszam się dalej. Posłuchajcie:

Manekin na dziś:

Obstawiam bunt na pokładzie. Ponieważ "nie pracujemy sami" ona zachowuje się jakby pracowała sama. I prawie już składałem donos do SWS, ale na szczęście moja praca nad sobą zaowocowała. - Manekin rozjebała krajalnicę, bo podobno suwnica ciężko chodziła, i jebnęła ją WD40 -.- Jak się dowiedziałem to mało nie wyrzygałem tego co jadłem. Gdzie jej ciężko chodziła?! No kurwa mać! Używam codziennie tej krajalnicy, i jeżeli coś w niej źle chodzi to nie suwnica. - Teraz maszyna rozpierdala cienkie plasterki zanim je chwycisz. - Manekin rozjebał też kamień do ostrzenia. Ostatnim razem jej się upiekło, bo Kuc przełożył ze starej krajalnicy, ale już więcej nie ma. Muszę sprawę obgadać jeszcze z Kiero, ale nowa krajalnica jest już do wyjebania. Wszystko przez samowolne samolubstwo. - Co ciekawe, żeby codziennie rozkręcać maszynę wraz z ostrzem to nie ma komu. Spryskać i przetrzeć tak, ale rozkręcić już nie.

//

Przezwisko "kocia morda" idealnie pasuje do KM. No żeby ją...! Znajomy kupił dla mnie (oczywiście za mój hajs) skrzynkę wody w butelkach. Takiej jak kiedyś oranżada była. Już KM wkłada ten swój ryj, czy za darmo, czy za ile, a ona też chce. Chłop mi przysługę wyświadczył, a zaraz będzie miał całą kolejkę "chętnych", gdzie sam po znajomości kupuje.

//

Dalej w temacie kociej mordy. Dostałem od klienta frytki. On dostaje je z roboty i już rzygają nimi, ale jak przestaną brać to przestaną dostawać. Dali więc mi, bo mnie lubią. KM niby nic ale morda w temacie. Drugim więc razem dali i paczkę dla niej, że niby tak głupio dać jednemu. - Mi głupio nic im dać w zamian. Wiecie, palące poczucie rewanżu. Wczoraj, z czym mi źle, "pokłóciłem się" z gościem, że nie chcę od niego kasy za chleb i bułki. W końcu zostawił 5zł i wyszedł. KM za to doskoczyła do tej kasy - 5zł zostawił? - No żeby sukę wzięło!

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I dalej. Z tym tortem to jednak jej wina, bo jakby nie pchała tego ciekawskiego ryja w każdą sprawę, to by diabła nie narobiła. Piekarnia zrobiłaby jak było i byłoby dobrze. Ale KM jest najmądrzejsza, najważniejsza i w ogóle prześmiewczo mówimy o niej druga pani kierownik.

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W dostawcę jajek też mi się wjebała. Żeby jeszcze nie chciała w tym tygodniu co ja. Typ łatwo ogarnie 30 w tydzień. Ale 60... Dla siebie też muszą mieć. Ale kurwa nie. Łazi za mną i jak mówię typowi, że chciałbym to ona od razu drze japę, że ona też. Typ zmieszany, zdarzyło się, że już było opóźnienie. I chuj, se gadać mogę. Ona nie widzi w tym problemu. Ujebałbym ją gołymi rękoma i wyjebał pod płotem. Coza straszny model człowieka.

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Jako partnerka na zmianę to ona i Manekin, to rzeczywiście wybór między HIV a AIDS.

[portgasdwrld]

Can y’all believe this😔😔🤭, I made it as successful coza fan 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

[cozage]

Hey Coza & happy birthday week again!!

Can I tempt you to write a bedtime story where you are cuddling Bepo in a winter island (for warmth purposes only) yet Law is painfully jealous?

TIA 🤍

Gahhh this was so cute!!

Characters: Law x gn reader

Word count: 480

Winter Island Blues

Law tried to ignore you. He knew it shouldn’t be getting to him. He knew it wasn’t like that. He really did. But his eyes couldn’t help lingering over your frame, curled up against Bepo’s soft fur. He wanted to be the one you would seek out for warmth. But you had chosen Bepo instead. 

He couldn’t blame you. There’s only so much warmth another human being could give, and it was painfully frigid today. Him and the others were used to this, being from the North Blue. But you weren’t accustomed to this level of cold. The extra layer of clothing and several blankets wasn’t even enough to keep the chill off. But Bepo seemed to be keeping you warm now. 

He was glad that you were comfortable enough to sleep. But still, Law couldn’t help but think about how nice it would be to curl up with you, both lost under ten quilts trying to keep warm. He wanted to be next to you, both of you entangled together, desperate for warmth that only the other could offer. 

He saw you stir, and his eyes quickly darted away from you and Bepo in fear of being caught. 

“Sorry Bepo,” you said, sleep still laced in your voice. “I didn’t mean to doze off.”

“That’s okay!” Bepo grinned at you. “I don’t mind at all.”

You groaned, rolling away from him. You could feel your clothing damp with sweat. The bear must’ve been hotter than you expected.  “You’re so warm.”

You were still tired, but now you were too hot to continue sleeping with Bepo. You peeled off your outer layer of clothes and looked around. Your eyes quickly found Law, who was trying his best to study. But he appeared relatively disinterested in whatever he was reading about, and you could see his eyes were droopy from the lack of sleep his body had endured in the cold. It seemed the bitter cold wasn’t just affecting you.

You walked over to him and sat on his lap, curling closely into his chest. You knew you were interrupting his work, but you didn’t care. He wasn’t being very productive in the moment anyway.

“Can we go to bed?” you murmured against him. 

“You looked pretty comfortable with Bepo.” There was a sort of clip to his voice that implied something, but you were too tired to dissect it. 

“Too hot,” you said simply. 

“Too hot?”

You hummed in agreement. “Like that nursery rhyme. Alone is too cold. Bepo is too hot. But you’re just right.” 

You could feel him relax into your touch as you snuggled into him further. His arms wrapped against you and he lifted you up, carrying you back to your room. You were asleep before you made it, but it was the best sleep the both of you had gotten in days.

[elisacuorecucinaechiacchiere]

Spaghetti con asparagi carciofi e fiori di zucca

Adoro fare ricette con materie prime freschissime!!!🔝

🟢 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚅𝙰

🎶 𝙲𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰 &

🍳 𝙲𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙽𝙰!

#𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦 (𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘢 😍):

👇 𝕀ℕ𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔻𝕀𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕀 👇

☺︎ 200 gr di spaghetti;

☺︎ 3 carciofi;

☺︎ 1 spicchio di aglio;

☺︎ 1/2 bicchiere di vino bianco;

☺︎ 300 gr di asparagi;

☺︎ 1 noce di burro;

☺︎ Prezzemolo;

☺︎ 5 fiori di zucca;

☺︎ 50 gr di farina;

☺︎ Acqua gassata fredda q.b.;

☺︎ Pecorino a scaglie;

☺︎ Olio evo;

☺︎ Olio di semi;

☺︎ Sale;

👇 ℙℝ𝕆ℂ𝔼𝔻𝕀𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕆 👇

1. Puliamo i carciofi e li affettiamo sottili;

2. Mettiamo a soffriggere l’aglio in un saltapasta e quando è il momento aggiungiamo i carciofi, sfumiamo con il vino bianco e lasciamo cuocere, una volta pronti prezzemolo fresco tagliato sottile;

3. Mettiamo a bollire l’acqua per gli spaghetti con dentro gli asparagi previamente puliti e fatti a tocchetti tranne le punte;

4. Dopo 10 minuti scoliamo gli asparagi, li frulliamo e saliamo;

5. In una padella mettiamo una noce di burro e cuociamo le punte degli asparagi a fuoco vivo per 3/4 minuti;

6. Puliamo i fiori di zucca togliendo il pistillo, li laviamo e tamponiamo;

7. Prepariamo la pastella con acqua gassata e farina in modo tale da creare una consistenza non troppo liquida;

8. Scaldiamo l’olio fino a 170°;

9. Immergiamo i fiori di zucca nella pastella e friggiamo;

10. Cuociamo gli spaghetti nell’acqua dove abbiamo cotto gli asparagi;

11. Scoliamo, li saltiamo nei carciofi con la crema di asparagi;

12. Impiattiamo con il fiore di zucca fritto e per i non vegani, scaglie di pecorino;

Ingredienti semplici per un piatto elaborato, ma neanche troppo, sicuramente spaziale!🤩

𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢. 𝘋𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢̀.

𝘌̀ 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘢, 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢 🤗

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Espaguete com aspargos, alcachofras e flores de abobrinha

Adoro fazer receitas com matérias primas frescas!!!🔝

🟢 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚅𝙰𝚁

🎶 𝙲𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚁 &

🍳 𝙲𝙾𝚉𝙸𝙽𝙷𝙾𝚄!

#𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘴 (𝘮𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘵𝘦 😍):

👇 𝕀ℕ𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔻𝕀𝔼ℕ𝕋𝔼𝕊 👇

☺︎ 200 gr de esparguete;

☺︎ 3 alcachofras;

☺︎ 1 dente de alho;

☺︎ 1/2 copo de vinho branco;

☺︎ 300 gr de espargos;

☺︎ 1 noz de manteiga;

☺︎ Salsa;

☺︎ 5 flores de courgette;

☺︎ 50 gr de farinha;

☺︎ Água gaseificada gelada a gosto;

☺︎ Pecorino em flocos;

☺︎ Óleo Evo;

☺︎ Óleo de semente;

☺︎ Sal;

👇 𝕄𝔼́𝕋𝕆𝔻𝕆 👇

1. Limpamos as alcachofras e cortamos em fatias finas;

2. Frite o alho em uma frigideira e na hora, acrescente as alcachofras, regue com o vinho branco e deixe refogar.Depois de pronto, salsinha fresca em rodelas finas;

3. Ferva a água para o espaguete com os aspargos dentro, previamente limpos e cortados em pedaços pequenos, exceto as pontas;

4. Após 10 minutos, escorra os aspargos, bata no liquidificador e acerte o sal;

5. Coloque uma noz de manteiga num tacho e leve ao lume as pontas dos espargos durante 3/4 minutos;

6. Limpamos as flores de courgette retirando o pistilo, lavamos e enxugamos;

7. Preparamos a massa com água gaseificada e farinha de forma a criar uma consistência não muito líquida;

8. Aquecemos o óleo até 170°;

9. Mergulhamos as flores de courgette na massa e fritamos;

10. Coza o esparguete na água onde cozemos os espargos;

11. Vamos escorrer, refogue-os nas alcachofras com o creme de aspargos;

12. Sirva com a flor de courgette frita e para os não veganos, lascas de queijo pecorino;

Ingredientes simples para um prato elaborado, mas sem exageros, com certeza espaço! 🤩

𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘻𝘢. 𝘕ã𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘦.

É 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘪𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘰 🤗

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Dazai has never been lovingly touched in all her life, that all begins to change when she finds Chuuya on an app to help with personal issues that comes with pregnancy. Having a past with Dostoyevsky is not making this any easier for Dazai.

Words: 580, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Relationships: Dazai Osamu & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Female Dazai Osamu & Female Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Female Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Female Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Flirty Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Vaginal Fingering, Lesbian Character, Fyodor Dostoyevsky Being an Asshole (Bungou Stray Dogs), One-Sided Dazai Osamu/Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Past Dazai Osamu/Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Doctor Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Yosano Akiko Friendship (Bungou Stray Dogs), im trying lol, Caring Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

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Lixeira Coza Flat 2,8 Litros Warm Gray E Light Gray

A Lixeira Flat é ideal para cozinhas pequenas onde há pouco espaço na bancada. Com design compacto, ela tem capacidade para 2,8 litros e seu formato retangular e arredondado permite que ela se encaixe em qualquer espaço. A tampa tem sistema de abertura automática e formato mais retangular, o que facilita no descarte de alimentos. O corpo possui aberturas laterais para encaixe da sacola plástica e…

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Saladas, wraps e tostas de frango receitas rápidas e simples

Sobrou-lhe um pouco de frango assado? Há que utilizá-lo numa salada ou numa sandes. Mas também pode optar por dar diferente uso ao peito de frango, em receitas mais criativas. A salada de frango é sempre uma opção simples e deliciosa para qualquer altura do ano e ocasião. Há poucos ingredientes tão versáteis e saudáveis como o frango, que tanto servem de elemento principal para tantas combinações clássicas e improváveis como, quando combinados com saladas, de base para a criação de outros pratos – wraps, tacos e sanduíches. No caso da salada de frango, o número de receitas é infindável e o mais difícil é mesmo escolher qual a melhor opção para levar para o trabalho, um piquenique, para um dia de praia ou para um daqueles jantares rápidos durante a semana. Neste artigo selecionámos algumas das receitas de frango favoritas. dos nossos leitores. Salada de frango com laranja, agrião e queijo feta Nesta salada de frango rápida e irresistível vai ser possível obter aquele contraste equilibrado entre o doce da laranja, o amargo do agrião e o travo picante do queijo feta. Ingredientes 1 peito de frango 1/2 saco de agrião arranjado 2 laranjas 2 colheres de sopa de amêndoas palitadas ou pinhões queijo feta 1 colher de sopa de mel 4 colheres de sopa de vinagre balsâmico 8 colheres de sopa de azeite Sal e pimenta q.b. Preparação Tempere o frango com azeite, pimenta e sal e leve a grelhar em lume médio durante 4 minutos de cada lado. Depois, coloque os agriões numa saladeira. Descasque as laranjas, corte-as ao meio e em seguida em quartos e por fim em fatias. Torre as amêndoas ou os pinhões numa frigideira antiaderente. Numa tigela junte o mel e o vinagre, misture bem com a ajuda de uma batedor de varas. Em seguida, adicione o azeite em fio, de forma a obter uma mistura bem emulsionada. Coloque todos os ingredientes na saladeira, o queijo feta esfarelado, a laranja e o molho, envolva bem muito bem e sirva de imediato.

Tacos de frango e cogumelos com molho de abacate e lima Ingredientes 400g Peito de frango 6 Tortilhas de trigo 1 fio de Azeite 1 Cebola Roxa 1/2 Pimento amarelo 1/2 Pimento vermelho 200g Cogumelos Sal e Pimenta qb Alho seco laminado qb 1 colher de chá Cominhos em pó 1 colher de chá Paprika fumada 1/4 Malagueta Sumo de 1/2 limão Tomates cherry qb Coentros frescos qb Preparação Comece por preparar o molho, colocando o abacate cortado em pedaços num copo alto. Adicione o iogurte, os coentros e o sumo de lima e triture tudo com a varinha mágica. Tempere com sal e pimenta e volte a triturar até obter um molho homogéneo. Reserve no frigorífico até à hora de servir. Leve um wok ao lume com um fio de azeite e a cebola roxa cortada em meias luas. Deixe cozinhar, mexendo, até a cebola amolecer. Acrescente os pimentos, cortados em tiras finas e salteie até que fiquem macios. Por fim, junte os cogumelos laminados e deixe cozinhar durante alguns minutos, mexendo de vez em quando. Ao preparado anterior junte o frango cortado em tiras finas e tempere com sal e pimenta. Junte o alho laminado, a paprika fumada, os cominhos e a malagueta picada. Misture e deixe cozinhar durante alguns minutos. Regue com o sumo de lima e retifique os temperos. Desligue o lume, adicione os coentros frescos picados e envolva. Passe as tortilhas num grelhador bem quente e deixe alourar, cerca de 25 segundos de cada lado. Distribua o preparado de frango e cogumelos pelas tortilhas e sirva com os tomates cherry cortados em quartos, salpique com coentros picados e regue com o molho de lima e abacate. https://youtu.be/KysStUZW4ho Salada Fria de Frango Assado Ingredientes • 250g fusilli • 1 colher de sobremesa de sal • 1 frango assado • 150g de tomate cereja • 4 palmitos em conserva • 200g pickles em conserva • 1 maçã • Folhas de manjericão • 2 colheres de sopa de sementes de girassol Preparação Coza o fusilli em água a ferver temperada com sal até estar al dente. Limpe o frango assado de pele e ossos e desfie a carne para dentro de uma taça. Lave o tomate e corte-o ao meio (se forem pequeninos, pode deixar inteiros) e junte o frango. Escorra os palmitos, corte-os em pedaços e deite na taça. Adicione também os pickles, bem escorridos e picados. Escorra a massa e passe-a, dentro de um coador, por água fria corrente, até estar completamente fria. Misture a massa com os restantes ingredientes. Lave a maçã, corte-a em gomos, tire os caroços e corte-a em fatias finas. Envolva a maçã e algumas folhas de manjericão na salada e acrescente sementes de girassol a gosto.

Tosta de Frango com Molho de Mel e Mostarda Ingredientes 1 colher de sopa do molho do frango que tiver assado no forno 3 colheres de sopa de mostarda Dijon 4 colheres de sopa de mel 1 colher de chá de manteiga 1 rama de tomate cherry Rúcula q.b. Queijo parmesão q.b. Sal e pimenta q.b. Preparação Num tacho, coloque o molho do frango previamente assado, junte a mostarda e o mel e deixe reduzir em lume brando. Grelhe uma fatia de pão na grelha de fogão. Barre o pão grelhado com manteiga, coloque rúcula, o peito de frango fatiado. Guarneça com tomate cherry e regue com o molho reduzido. Por último junte umas lascas de queijo e pimenta preta moída. Read the full article