#I add honey and granola for breakfast

[thesaltyace]

I have recently discovered that Fage 5% yogurt is good with pretty much everything and it will now become a staple part of my diet, thank you

[buysomecheese]

Add peanut butter and honey to your yogurt call that peanut butter honey yogurt

[talagirl]

girls eat so much yogurt and nobody is stopping them

[angelicgirlmj]

Hii, so since school has started a few weeks ago, I've been having trouble finding healthy snacks/"meals" to take with me.

I have school from 8 to 14 or 15, and I do eat a big breakfast at around 7 am. The thing is that I can't exactly pack a whole meal with me (and I don't need it also!) because I have breakfast already and lunch as soon as I get home. I'm looking for healthy snack options that aren't too high in cals and are portable, but I'm quickly running out of ideas. So far I've eaten mostly fruit (apples, bananas, peaches etc) and some yogurt from time to time. Also, thinking that I were to bring a salad or boiled eggs to school for example, I would get stared at like crazy (so not a good idea)

Do you have any solutions?? tysm xx <3

hi angel! thank you for the ask. i actually have a similar problem some days - finding or thinking of healthy snacks can be tricky! my lunches to take to school post could be helpful, so definitely check that out, but here are some little healthy sweet and savoury snack ideas (i won’t be including calories as that could be upsetting to some of my audience but feel free to look it up on your own accord!!). hopefully this comes in useful! ˚₊‧꒰ა ꣑ৎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

’snickers’ rice cakes (peanut butter, banana and a drizzle of chocolate on a rice cake).

veggie sticks and hummus.

strawberry yogurt bites (mix greek yogurt, chopped strawberries and honey in a bowl and then freeze till hard).

yogurt parfait (greek yogurt with granola and mixed berries).

avocado rice cakes or toast.

apple slices and a greek yogurt peanut butter cinnamon dip.

protein bar.

homemade banana oatmeal cookie.

pretzel thins.

mini lettuce wraps (add a protein, sauce and another vegetable or two).

˚₊‧꒰ა ꣑ৎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ enjoy! love, m.

[chokedonaturtle]

my humanized cars headcanons

Cereal Choice Edition

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Strip: he ain’t allowed to eat cereal it makes him hyper. Lynda makes him oatmeal instead and he throws a tantrum every time.

Cal: he ain’t allowed to eat cereal, eats POPS in moderation when supervised (he will eat the entire box)

Lynda: Oatmeal. she don’t really care for cereal.

Tex: Great Value Apple Fritters Cereal (it’s discontinued and he pays $60 on ebay each time he needs another box.) Usually just has Blanton Gold Label for breakfast (it’s whiskey).

Lightning: Cocoa puffs, Reese’s Pieces Cereal, anything incredibly sweet and borderline life threatening. The occasional Cheerio.

Mater: anything you put in front of him. whether or not it’s edible is not important.

Bobby: actually doesn’t like cereal. mostly just doesn’t like milk and won’t eat it dry.

Brick: Frosted Flakes but ONLY the ones that are travel sized. He said they don’t taste the same as the big box. Also says that if they’re bought in the store, they taste different than the ones from the hotel breakfast line.

Sally: Honey Smacks, Choco Chimps. thinks the chimp is cute. drinks a glass of orange juice with her cereal and it drives Lightning insane.

Doc: He’s a doctor and only eats Raisin Bran and Cheerios because sugary cereal is bad for you…………

Cocoa Krispies. he likes when they go *pop pop pop*

Sheriff: he’s a simple man and doesn’t ask for much.

German cereal Vitalis Schoko Müsli Klassisch, Kelloggs ICEE cereal and Peeps cereal. makes Doc cry. who tf introduced him to those.

Sarge: MRE Future Essentials Corn Flakes Cereal #10 Can. man has not shit in six years.

Fillmore: organic gluten free sugar free preservative free strange crunchy objects. no milk.

Flo: prefers granola, mixed with cream and some fruit. makes a bomb parfait.

Ramone: eats whatever Flo is eating. if Flo is not eating he WILL starve.

Red: Honey Nut Cheerios, Apple Jacks….. Gerber snacks for baby. they’re fire and he won’t tell you otherwise.

Lizzie: has literally never heard of cereal, is shocked every time she sees someone eating it. it’s been 40 years of this.

Luigi: Swissli, but hasn’t found a good enough alternative in the US. Cheerios will do.

Guido: Doesn’t care for cereal, makes a real breakfast instead.

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lmk if i forgot anyone i wasn’t looking :p

ta ta !!!

<3

bonus !!

thomasville eats cereal too

Smokey: puts straight granola in milk. adds chocolate chips and maybe some fruit.

River: Honey Bunches of Oats, Honey Nut Cheerios, anything honey flavored

Louise: There’s a discontinued brand of strawberry yogurt Cheerios that she used to love. She swears on her life it existed and the boys like to mess with her and swear otherwise.

Junior: also fucks with Gerber snacks for baby. Prefers apple sauce from the squeeze tube--

is this man an actual child ???

[wosowrites]

Jessie Fleming (In Front of the Camera)

warnings: none

prompt: in which you and jessie have a day of picture taking which makes jessie nervous

a/n: she. looked. amazing. holy. cow.

Jessie was a behind the camera girl. You were an in front of the camera girl. She was the one behind all the amazing pictures on your instagram feed. But you loved taking pictures of her. You thought she was perfect, amazing, beautiful… and you never felt more lucky then when you read comments under a post of hers. People loved her, fangirled over her, but she was all yours. You were all hers.

"I just don’t get why they want me to be in the photoshoot. I would rather be taking the pictures, they know that," she complained, sitting on her couch sipping a cup of coffee. "Because, people love you. They love seeing you. And also you look… amazing. Literally perfect on camera," you said to her, walking in the kitchen and putting together things for a salad bowl. "People love you. They like seeing you, y/n and you’re the most beautiful person ever. All they need in the shoot is you. But they also got… Keish, and Millie. Z, Sam, Lauren, Reanna and Ashanti and then people from the men’s team. What do I add to the group?" She asked you. "Beauty, perfection-" you started listing before Jessie cut you off.

"Oh shush. They got all that from you," she rolled her eyes.

You abandoned the ingredients in the kitchen and walked over to her, sitting in front of her on the couch. "Baby. You don’t go on social media but man the people on there absolutely love you. I see edits of you and people commenting on your perfection. And I know it’s not because you’re insecure it’s just because you hate being the center of attention but it’s just one shoot my love," you said.

She held eye contact with you for a bit, smiling slightly. "Okay. But I want to be with you in the pictures. Not just me," she begged.

You smiled at her and leaned in to her gently, your lips connecting sweetly for a few seconds. "Supper’s ready," you said with a smile, standing up and letting her follow you to the kitchen.

The next morning you woke up at 8:00 am. Jessie’s hair was spread wildly over her pillow, her eyes closed, her freckles even more visibly due to the bright summer sun. You watched her, gently brushing your fingers through her hair, being soft enough to make sure she didn’t wake up. You knew the second she woke up that her brain would be filled with worries of the upcoming photoshoot and you wanted to make sure her mind stayed peaceful for as long as possible.

You delicately moved the covers off of yourself and slipped out of bed. You were wearing a big tee shirt that Jessie had accidentally ordered in XXL, the same shirt that was the butt of most of your jokes towards her. You walked into the kitchen and got started on coffee and then on some bowls of yogurt with fruit, granola and honey. You put it all on a tray and brought it to her in bed.

By the time you were in your room, she was sat up in your bed on her phone.

"Morning baby," she said to you, putting her phone down and smiling widely. "Morning, you look… oddly peaceful," you said, placing the tray on her lap and kissing her quickly. "Why wouldn’t I? And what’s the breakfast in bed for?" she asked after kissing you back. "The photoshoot…" you said gently.

"Oh shit. I forgot," she groaned, throwing her head back. "My love, it’s going to be okay. You wake up looking how most people do after an hour of getting ready. You’re gonna be fine, I love you," you said to her, giving her the most reassuring look ever.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you," she smiled. "Hmm… maybe not enough," you smiled.

"Well let me tell you then, because this breakfast looks good but you look even better," she smiled. "Okay you flirt. Not now. You need to eat," you laughed. "Boo," she pouted.

After breakfast, it was straight to getting dressed. You put on sweatshorts and a hoodie as it was a chillier summer day in London. You also didn’t have a lot of loose clothes left as you were both packing to go Down Under.

You showered, washed your face, and covered some blemishes with concealer before getting dressed. Jessie put on a similar outfit and tied her hair up.

"Let it loose," you said as you looked at her through the mirror. Jessie looked back at you an pulled the hair tie out of her hair. You stood behind her, looking over her head at her through the glass due to your height difference. You gently smoothed out her hair and tucked it behind her ears before kissing her cheek. "Ready to go?"

At Cobahm, the main area had been redecorated. They had installed a fake wall with pictures of Chelsea through the ages. There was a black leather couch pushed against it and a yellow curtain that didn’t have a widow behind it was hung up on the wall. They had an area full of props, phones from the 90’s, old radios and then a rack full of the new kits with tags with everyone’s name on it.

There were then separate sets with different colour walls, different pictures and chairs with yellow and grey pillows. There were a bunch of people on set. Photographers, media designers, icons like Dennis Wise and Roberto Di Matteo were already taking pictures.

You met with the rest of the people in the same photoshoot as you, talked to the photographers and then they started figuring out who went where.

"Okay. We can play this two ways. Split up the people who are seen together constantly, so moving Zecira, Jessie and y/n away from each other. Or we keep the groups together. But I think the first idea is better," the photographer said to the group. "Not the latter. Mixing it up is better," the other photographer answered.

They then spent the next twenty minutes trying to figure out who goes where. You could tell within five minutes Jessie was getting tired of this already. But after a bit, they figured it out. "Yes. Yes this is it. Y/n between Keish and Z is what it’s gonna be. Okay. Perfect. Pose!"

Sam and Keish threw up peace signs, Lauren leaned on Millie as instructed by the photographers. Everyone was doing their own thing for the camera. "Okay, good. Let’s try Jessie and y/n beside each other. Look at one another, smile… yeah beautiful!"

"It’s over now, right?" Jessie said after the group photos were done. She whispered it to you but the photographer heard. "Eager now aren’t you?" she laughed. "And sorry but it’s not. Individual pictures now," she smiled before walking off.

"She’s kidding right," Jessie said. "Uhm… listen i’m sorry I made them not tell you I just didn’t want you to stress out all day," you said. "Y/n…" she groaned, dragging out your name. "I’m sorry, i’m sorry," you said. "It’s okay. I get it. But you owe me a huge meal from Joe and the Juice," she bargained. "Deal,"

They then announced the order of the shoot. Jessie and Sam would be photographed where the group picture had been taken with the yellow curtain as a backdrop. Millie, Z and Keish had been assigned to a large wall with pictures of the clubs highlights which Jessie would go to later while you and Lauren were sent off to a pink backdrop.

"Ready LJ?" you asked. "Come on now. You know the cameras out thinggg," she winked, slinging her arm around your shoulder.

The photographer loved you. You were a natural. Your poses were natural, your fake laughs seemed all too real. Quicker than ever, you were done.

You walked over to where Jessie was taking a picture with an old white phone from the 90’s (the theme of the shoot) and looking at it weird. She looked beautiful for someone who posted a picture with herself in it once every 5 months.

You filmed her discreetly as she laughed at her own awkwardness and posed again.

"Y/n! Photo wall please!" the photography director called. At the sound of your name, Jessie’s head turned to look at you. You smiled at her lovingly and winked. "You’re doing amazing," you mouthed before giving her a thumbs up.

You then turned around and walked over to the other set up where they made you change into another jersey. You sat on the couch, crossing your legs and leaning into the corner of the couch with your arms on the back of the piece of furniture.

They guided you enough the shoot, the poses and the facial expressions you should be wearing before letting you go. "You’re done!" he said after he snapped a few pictures.

You smiled at him and let out a breath, you couldn’t wait to take off these jeans and runners and put your sweatsuit back on, to get into the car with your girlfriend and buy her whatever she wanted before cuddling up on the couch and watching a movie.

But your girlfriend still had a few more solo pics to do and she was getting tired.

She sat on the couch you were just on as the photographer put on a special lense on the camera. He snapped a few pics but she was unfocused and her gaze kept on glancing to you. You were leaning against a chair and tapping away on your phone.

"Fleming, over here?" the photographer said, looking over to where she was looking. "What? Oh. Yeah sorry," she said. "Do you want her in the pictures? Would that be better?" he asked, trying to accommodate Jessie. "Yes. Is that a possibility because that would be so much better," she exhaled. "Yeah, let’s get her over," he said, smiling at Jessie.

He sent over the other photographer, the woman to get you. "Hey, can you be in a couple more pictures. Jessie is just distracted and clearly wants to go so maybe if you were with her it would be easier." she pitched.

"Oh yeah of course," you said, dropping your bag with your clothes after putting your phone in it.

You hurried over to Jessie and let yourself fall onto the couch. You layer your head in her lap and smiled up at you. This was probably the most PDA you had ever done on camera, but Jessie seems relaxed, comfortable, happy.

You weren’t exactly public. People knew you were dating, but you had never launched it. You had never said "this is my girlfriend, Jessie Fleming" even though you wanted too so badly. People just knew, and that was enough for you and for Jessie. Or so you thought…

You left Cobham beyond excited to see the pictures that had been taken, but also nervous from the proposition you wanted to ask Jessie. You got into your car and turned on the engine. "You looked beautiful," Jessie said to you, watching you concentrate on the road ahead of you. "Says you, baby" you smiled, taking your eyes off the road to check her out.

"But…" she said, reading you immediately. "There’s no but. What makes you think there’s a but? Why would there be a but? I mean you did look beautiful and you’re all I need but- I mean no there’s no but! Fuck," you rant, ending your sentence with a groan. You felt your eyes tearing up and you didn’t even know why. You fixated on the road.

Jessie put her hand on your thigh and looked at you with concern. "Baby, hey what is it. What is happening right now? Tell me my love," she said to you, ushering you to pull over.

You did and leaned your head against the head rest. "All I need in the world is to be with you. For me to be yours. That’s all i’ve ever needed and wanted, you hear me?" you started off by saying, wanting her to hear you loud and clear. "I hear you. I hear you y/n/n," she said, "look at me honey," Jessie said, gently making you look into her eyes with her hand.

"I want the public to know about us. I’m not saying kiss in public, or even hold hands on camera. And like- I don’t want to make a whole post about us being together but- look Sam took this video she sent to me a couple minutes ago," you said, pulling out your phone.

You clicked on Sam’s profile on your text message app and opened the video. You were lying on Jessie’s lap and she brushed a strand of hair out of your mouth. You laughed and kissed her hand before she jokingly said ew and wiped her hands all over your stomach. You squealed and then pinched her nose gently before looking at the camera and smiling.

The video cut off and Jessie looked at you. "I want people to see it. I want to caption it… my love or something stupid and yucky and cheesy. Something you would hate. But you don’t even have to see it because i’ll post it on my story and then ditch instagram for a week," you said to her, looking into the comfort of her eyes.

"Okay," she said.

And it wasn’t a reluctant okay. It wasn’t a "I want what you want even though I don’t really want that" okay. It was an "I love you and I don’t care about what people think" okay.

"Really?" you asked, a small smile forming on your face. "Yes. Yes 100%. I just want you to be happy. And clearly you are but if this makes you even more happy then… sure," she smiled.

You had never kissed her so hard and so softly at the same time.

Once you got home, you change into a sweatsuit and sat down on the couch. Jessie curled up beside you, her head on your shoulder and watched your phone. You opened instagram, selected the video and thought what to type out.

my lovely girl ♾️❤️

And then it was posted, and the confirmation that you were Jessie’s was out to the world. You threw your phone aside and looked down at Jessie. The fingers on your left hand brushed through her hair, your fingers on the right hand traced over her stomach. "This is scary," she said. "It is. But i’m with you. And I’m never leaving," you said to her gently.

Jessie pulled her phone out and went to your story. She reposted it. "You never post stories, Jess," you said, looking at her. "Yeah. But this is a team thing. It’s you and me, we’re the team," she said.

She put a pink smiley sticker and posted it onto her story. To the public eye it didn’t seem like a lot, but to you, you knew how much it meant.

Jessie closed her phone and placed it on the table beside the couch.

"I think this is good," she smiled.

You smiled back and leaned your head on hers. "You mean everything to me baby, I love you," you whispered to her.

You broke social media.

All your friends were texting you, freaking out that you went public. People were tagging you in posts on instagram and edits on tiktok. It was insane what the launch of your relationship made.

But there was also the hate. The hate of the confirmation of yours and jessie’s queerness. Jessie was never on social media, so she didn’t see any of it. The realization that you didn’t live in some happy little gay bubble and that there actually was homophobia in this world hit you like a truck. But through that, Jessie was there.

Jessie was just always there.

[bucketofcarbs]

BADUMPBADUMP BADUMPBADUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP

IIIIIIIITS (almost) THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN LADS!

I hope you will all gladly join me for this year's annual carb tourney! Where we determine the most popular carb. Last year's winner was potatoes, but lets see if the king can maintain their crown.

As always, keep it respectful! This is a fun little carb tourney. If I see hate in the comments, you will be blocked ❤️ All carbs are good carbs!

All that said, I've had a whole year to think on it, and have a few new contenders to add to the list! As well as a few adjustments.

I will also be re-opening submissions for critiques of my groupings or to add any categories you feel I've missed. The poll proper won't pick up till November, once I've got more free time!

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But on to the list! All your favs returning, of course:

- Potatoes

- Rice

- Pasta and Noodles

- Cereals

- Breakfast Cereals

- Tortillas

- Corn

- Beans and other Legumes

- Baked Desserts

- Classic Cafe Pastries

- Beer

- Stuffed Doughs

- Couscous

- Nuts

- Quinoa

- Fried Doughs

- Crackers

- Trail mix

Small changes are:

- Oats and Granola are being put together

- Bread is now Breads and Flatbreads, with Injera being added to flatbreads

- Pancakes and Waffles now adds Crepes!

- Squash and Gourds now adds Yams more clearly

But for new contenders we have:

- Other Root Vegetables (carrots, beetroot, parsnips, turnips)

- Fruits, Berries and Juices (Apples, bananas, mangoes, Goji berries, blueberries, raspberries, etc.)

- Dried Fruits (dates, raisins)

- Milk, Yogurts, and Ice Creams

- Sugar based treats and Candies (jelly beans, candycanes, gummy bears, jello, etc.)

- Honey

- Syrups and Spreads (maple syrup, jams, the like)

- Sodas and Energy Drinks

- Pizza (wild I know but it hit me it doesn't really fit any other category? So here it is!)

Lots of more general and simple carbs have been added. Though I imagine some may be controversial, I stand by their inclusion! But are there any I missed? Any categories that need adjusting? Let me know! In the form bellow!

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[prinsessanrosamunda]

20/01/24

Planned eating - January and fourth

breakfast

- never skip it !

- don’t drink coffee first thing !

start with big glass of water and lemon

choose between:

1. grapefruit, berries, banana, apple

2. cottage cheese, greek yoghurt, kvarg, rye bread, crackers

3. cream cheese, cheese, fried egg, peanut butter, avocado, granola

finish off with a glass of coffee/iced coffee during spring and summer

lunch

- bowls !

- emphasis on greens !

- don’t forget water !

choose between:

1. brown rice, couscous, bean/lentil-pasta, sweet potato, lentils

2. chicken, fish, beans, egg, shrimp

add whatever of tomatoes, burrata, mozzarella, cucumber, broccoli, bell peppers, spinach, avocado, corn, olives, sun dried tomatoes, guacamole, tomato-sauce, vinegar, salt & pepper (add on)…

(If I have to eat at uni, bring coffee and have a protein bar and an apple)

dinner

- oatmeal always ! (when at home)

1. oatmeal as base

2. choose between: homemade jam, apple sauce, berries, banana, apple

add whatever of peanut butter, oat/almond-milk, raisins, honey/agave syrup, cinnamon, seeds

3. finish off with green tea, vitamins and if I want to, an apple or a piece of dark chocolate

snacks

- in between meals if necessary !

choose between: fruits, hard boiled egg, nuts, vegetables with hummus

(this is for weekdays, on weekends I eat with family/friends and then I can’t be a n a l about this stuff)

[fallingprophetically]

Brahms X Gn!Nanny!Reader Ficlet

MINORS DNI

Warnings:Implied/Referenced Sexual Content, Brahms Gets His Own Warning, Nanny As A Catchall Term

Pairing:Brahms x Reader

Tags:Stalking, Perving, Obsessions, Possessiveness, Controlling, Jealousy, Being Watched, Following Rules, Creepy Doll

Word Count:1,822

Summary:You are Brahms' new nanny and are unaware of the man obsessing over you from inside the walls.

A/N:Fairly certain that this fic is mostly inclusive. I tried to keep the description of the reader as vague as possible, hopefully it worked.

Also, if there is any mistakes please let me know. This is pretty much the first fic or fic adjacent thing I have written and I wrote this when I definitely should have been sleeping. I also put this through Google Docs for spell checking, but that does not really help with wording and such.

~Thanks and enjoy~

You were everything that Brahms could have wanted. You were everything he needed.

You took care of the doll and followed all of the rules to the best of your abilities. There were days where you couldn't be bothered to check the rat traps, but who could blame you, it was a dreary task after all.

That aside, you did everything daily. You'd wake up at roughly the same time every day, then you'd get ready for the day in almost 20 minutes (which included a quick shower, some face care and teeth brushing and getting dressed). After getting yourself presentable for the day, you would go to Brahms' room and ever so gently wake him.

You’d always say something along the lines of "it's time to wake up, Brahmsy" or "time for breakfast little one".

And once you had said that you'd gently pull the covers from the doll and sit it up, then you would place the softest kiss on its forehead before going to the dresser and choosing an outfit for the day. You would make the bed (moving the doll to sit on a nearby chair and placing it back on the bed once it's made) wash the doll's face with a soft cloth and lukewarm water, then you'd dress the doll, brush its hair and take it downstairs for breakfast.

Breakfast was Brahms' favourite.

You always made it so fun. You'd choose something healthy and put a sweet spin on it, even if it was something a bit boring like peaches and cream or pancakes and whipping. You'd add a little bit of granola to it or oats, sometimes fresh berries and a very little bit of sugar or cinnamon. You always spoiled Brahms when it came to breakfast, always gave him some kind of sweetness.

He'd begun to imagine that the saccharine things you fed him were little pieces of yourself you were giving to him, little pieces of sugar and candied love with a little bit of a roughness to it. He loved your breakfasts.

When you were done with your breakfast you'd leave the doll's plate in front of it and clean whatever dishes were in the sink, then you'd clean up the breakfast and put it in the fridge and do whatever dishes were left. Then you'd grab the doll and move to the library to start his lessons.

Sometimes you'd start with a poem, sometimes you'd sing him a song.

He preferred the latter.

Your voice sounded as though it were liquid sunlight dripping onto his skin, warm and soft with a small amount of sticky to it, almost like freshly scraped honey. He could listen to you for hours, but you'd stick to the schedule his mother gave you and eventually stop, much to his chagrin.

His least favourite lesson was history. It was repetitive and it annoyed him, but your sap-like voice trapped him into listening. Kept him struggling and yearning for more. Eventually, however, the lessons had to lead into lunch and you’d take the doll back to the kitchen.

The thing that had Brahms smitten by you the most was the fact that you were always talking to the doll, telling it even the tiniest details of stuff, no matter how miniscule most would deem the information. To you it was always important enough to share with Brahms, to talk with him even though you never got a response back.

Brahms was always listening, and watching, from the walls. Everything you did and said imprinted into his brain, tattooed upon his veins and heart. Your words like a life preserver in the black ocean of emptiness that was his soul. 

So by lunch, he was dizzy with every essence that was you. Dizzy with need and want, hungering for the feel of your soft delicate skin. Craving to caress every little part of your body, to smooth every pore and imperfection until it was full of him. Until there was no end to him and no start to you.

So by lunch, on most days, he would please himself behind the comfort of his mask and his walls as he watched you fuss over the doll and its lunch. He was always over eager, however, and couldn't last for long. So, instead, he'd continue watching you and listening, sometimes going for another round, most times just appreciating the artistry that was your figure until lunch was over.

After lunch, which usually consisted of sandwiches, you would continue with Brahms' studies. However, once a week on the same day, Malcolm would drop off groceries.

Brahms despised the grocer.

Malcolm always flirted with his nannies, and it pissed Brahms off. Especially since the man always had a way of making the nannies forget their duties and neglect him.

You, however, were different. Unlike with the other nannies, Brahms never had to remind you of your duties, you kept your contact with Malcolm very low and never invited him to stay in the house longer than necessary.

Only on very rare occasions did you entertain Malcolm's flirting, but you never broke any rules when you did. You'd sit on the porch, a tea in your hand and the doll at your side, and you'd just listen to Malcolm. Brahms knew it was because you craved human interaction, but it still made him envious.

The first time you'd gone outside to talk with Malcolm, Brahms threw a tantrum. It was also the first time you were made aware of his presence. You had your suspicions, of course, especially since so many of your things disappeared a bit too frequently.

But actually having your suspicions become true was quite terrifying to you, it even took you a while to recover from that terror. For nearly a full week you stopped talking to the doll, it took you quite some time to actually speak to him once more.

When you did start speaking outside of the lessons once more, you explained to him that you merely craved human interaction. You did understand that he was frightened of being abandoned, so you promised you wouldn’t talk for too long.

So, Brahms agreed.

Other than that, there were few instances of Brahms needing to remind you of your duties to him. The one other time that he threw a huge tantrum was because you'd fed him what you called Mexican food. According to you it's a quite popular quick style of food for when someone doesn't feel like cooking a huge meal. Brahms felt that you needed a bit of a break, as a thank you, but never again. His poor tongue didn't stop burning until the next day. 

You learned your lesson, and didn't cook Mexican again, or at least you didn't tell Brahms when you did you just made sure his portions weren't spicy.

Out of all the new little additions you made to his schedule, his favourites were the books you ordered from online. The first one you read to him was a book called Frankenstein.

Brahms, at first, thought it was ridiculous, but by the ending he was heart broken. For he understood the wanting desire of companionship, for him it too was something he wouldn't be able to live without. Or, that was his interpretation of the story, and yours was quite different. According to you it was a common thing for people to have differing interpretations of the story, he found that very interesting.

The other additions happened slowly. Like you singing to him on occasion, or your little walks out in the cold autumn afternoons. Of course you would take the doll with you, but Brahms wouldn't dare leave the house. Instead he'd watch you from a window, still making sure you weren't trying to relinquish your duties and leave him.

After lunch, on normal days anyways, you'd continue with Brahms' studies, which you would finish early. Or atleast earlier than his mother did when she'd help with his studies. This was when you'd read to him, or sometimes sing to him, or go for your walks.

Then came some chores such as cleaning and dusting. You'd keep the doll in the same room as you, and you'd talk its little ears off. After your chores came supper. On colder days you'd make a soup or stew, on nice days some type of pasta or roast. On warmer days, which were infrequent even in the summer, you'd make something quick, just not Mexican. 

Once more, you'd do dishes and put away the doll's untouched food. Pretending to not notice that the food from previous mealtimes was gone. Then you'd sit in the lounge and continue reading to the doll before getting it ready for bed. You'd dress it in clean nightclothes, tuck it in and give it a goodnight kiss. Then you would go to your room and prepare yourself for bed.

Sometimes, if Brahms was lucky, you'd shower before bed.

Your shower before bed was your special time. You didn't clean yourself, but you'd stay in there for a while. Soft noises emitting from your mouth as Brahms watched you please yourself, Brahms would please himself at the same time usually. Sometimes he wouldn't, instead opting to save the images for later so he could be a bit louder, and not in such a confined space.

Then you would get out, dress for bed and lay down.  Brahms would wait until your breathing became slow and even before leaving the walls. Then he would watch you sleep, all of his worries and anxieties would drift away as he stared at your peaceful face. At times he would gently stroke your hair, or caress your cheek. When you first began as his nanny he was afraid of waking you, but as time went on he became bolder.

Maybe a bit too bold as he never thought he'd look into your eyes as deeply as a lover might. Nor have you actually take in his giant form leaned over you. He never thought he'd ever have to face any of his anxieties or fears of you leaving him, but now you two were face to face. His wild eyes staring down into your own fear filled ones. His face was so close to yours he could smell the shampoo you showered with only moments ago. Slowly, as though you were on the verge of bolting, he brought his hand up to your face.

Unsure about him nor his intentions you slightly flinch which causes him to pause momentarily, which lasts a mere second as his hand is lightly placed upon your cheek and his thumb begins to softly caressing your lips. He leans in closer to you, enough that you could hear his heavy breaths right next to your ear. In a child's voice, one you've heard only a few times before, he whispers into your ear.

"My pretty songbird"

Quick little author's note: I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT MARY SHELLEY'S FRANKENSTEIN AND MALCOLM STEALING BRAHMS' NANNIES ONE MORE DAMN TIME I AM GOING TO COMMIT GRAND LARCENY. TWICE. TWICE. I PRESSED THE BACK BUTTON AND DID NOT SAVE. TWO DAMN TIMES. NEXT TIME I WRITE I AM DOING IT IN GOOGLE DOCS. ONE HOUR WORTH OF WRITING, GONE. FML. (Just a lil fyi, it is because of my own stupidity that I am struggling with Tumblr)

[auztim69]

Bames interprets 🥺🥺🥺

Ok sooo since I’ve already basically info dumped all the actual lore I have for these 2 I’m just going to spend this whole post listing off random hcs n stuff so yay :33 

I think they both have like rlly stupid, corny, sappy pet names for eachother. I think we’ve talked about something like this in the past b4 but I kinda wanna expand on it more. Like the shit they call each other is so unserious, James unironically calls B pookie,,,,,,,, n like B will call him stuff like, “sugar, honey, baby, sweetie, darlin’, love of my life,” but like all at once in one continuous string of words, like, is he stupid?[SILLY] N they will do this to a nauseous amount. To the point where like if 1 of them is doing something n the other walks n or smth, they will both more than likely just get so distracted by the other’s mere presents that they just completely forget abt whatever they were doing b4. They just that gay ig, smh, me when I’m such gay that I forgor abt my surroundings, just bc I’m that gay[VSILLY] 

If B wakes up b4 James does n she refuses 2 get up, he’ll like threaten 2 cook breakfast bc he’s shit at cooking n like 9/10 times it works bc B has legitimately stared kitchen fires trying to cook in the past,,,, B also has like a rlly low flavor tolerance, n I don't just mean like spice I mean like ALL FLAVORS. Like, eating a burger would make him feel sick. This is what eating nothing but granola and almond water for upwards of 50 years will do 2 a mf, smh 😔🙏. The 70’s mind could never truly comprehend the modern fast food industry.

B carries James around bridal style at random intervals, just cuz he’s that light weight. It do kinda stem from this underlying need he has to protect the people close to him as much as possible, but also just cuz it’s funny. Like James does complain about it sometimes, but it’s done jokingly most of the time. I also think both of them r just rlly physically clingy, like they r always holding hands or cuddling in some capacity. Idk it’s a trauma thing. Like James does it bc of the whole, y'know, not being loved as a child thing, and B does it bc of backrooms mind-fuck, anyone could die at any moment, mental shenanigans. They're just like super touch starved, borderline codependent at times, like, go 2 therapy PLZ,,,,, 

B legitimately HATES horror movies, like cannot physically stand 2 watch them and can’t comprehend y anyone would want 2 either. Unluckily 4 him tho, James [n Hashley] does not feel the same way. They rlly like 2 watch horror movies n stuff just 2 make fun of them, but they gotta be extra abt it they can't just pick like “normal” horror movies, they gotta put on some freak shit like Tusk or Splice,,,B is evidently NOT a fan of this…

James snores rlly fucking loudly. 2 the point where it just starts 2 sound like white noise after a while. B don’t gaf tho cuz he’s like an extraordinarily heavy sleeper. Like, aside from all the backrooms trauma n paranoia, that’s 1 of the main reasons y he sleeps with 1 eye open, bc it is like cominally hard to wake this man up otherwise. Like. U gotta full on shake him,,, 

James is the only person B is comfortable with seeing most of his scars. He’s fine with, like, Hashley seeing more minor scarage like his hand and parts of his lower leg, but nothing past that. I think that like around their house there r just. like. Random drawers with shirts n stuff in them so that B can just slip 1 on whenever if need be 4 like if they get like a knock on the door from someone, bc B usually sleeps shirtless[gay/VSILLY] 

B is rlly good at putting on fake accents me thinks. Like,,,he kinda hates the way he sounds normally, so, it’s sorta just a skill he developed over time to just. sound like whatever. Impersions 2,,, like if he’s listened 2 someone talk 4 long enough, he can. like. almost perfectly replicate their voice. Like if he’s in a rlly petty mood or smth he’ll do it 2 James cuz he knows it pisses him off

Ok that’s all 4 now I may add more later <33

[tisorridalamor]

I almost forgot to ask: do you want to tell us about your overnight oats?

Boy do I ever!!! Please continue under the cut if you want to hear me talk about breakfast for way too long

I've posted my overnight oats recipe before but generally speaking:

1/3 cup steel cut oats*

1/3 cup milk of choice**

1/3 cup yogurt of choice***

An Amount of peanut/almond/whatever butter, honey, maple syrup, granola, nuts, fruit, jam, seeds, etc. Go crazy go stupid

*Generally the rule should be 1 part oats to 2 parts liquid, so if you want all yogurt or all milk that's fine, and increasing to 1/2 cup oats would mean 1 cup liquid, etc. Also you can play fast and loose with this rule, it doesn't have to be exact

**my favorite milk rn is oat milk! It has kind of a natural sweetness that is nice, I don't really like milk in general so I have kind of just been buying stuff at random but I think this is what I'll stick with going forward

***I'm also obsessed with plain greek yogurt (this post is making me sound like a health nut??) so I add that but any kind works. I genuinely love the taste of plain greek yogurt but getting a good vanilla or other flavored greek / non-greek yogurt is a good way to add flavor without a ton of effort or adding other things :)

Add-ins I'm fond of:

BANANAS❗ super mild so they go good with anything

sesame seeds

cashews

replacing part of the yogurt or milk with spiced apple sauce is REALLY good

cookie butter is so so so good in it if you have that. I assume any sweet spread like nutella would be great too. I got my dad these fancy peanut butters for xmas and used some in my overnight oats and they were fantastic

chocolate chips, cocoa powder

Vanilla Extract...

Dried fruit like cranberries, raisins, mango, etc.

There's also lots of ideas out there, I tried to keep the above pretty straightforward but if you web search it people are making brownie overnight oats, tiramisu overnight oats, creamsicle, carrot cake, pina colada, the list is endless. At work, my old boss had learned about my obsession and gave me a ton of these packets from an overnight oats subscription service (??? they'll make anything these days) that his wife had gotten and didn't like. I'm not interested in buying it but it gave me some fun flavor ideas that you can see on their site if you click the link!

When I get some time I want to make bubble tea overnight oats by making some good milk tea for the liquid and topping it with tapioca pearls and brown sugar syrup :) I like that if you want to make something complicated out of oats you can but it's also very easy to just mix some oats and yogurt and be done with it. I've tried multiple times to make oats on the stove top and I'm gonna be real with you I think they're better cold, idk I've gotten in friendly arguments about this irl

I'm a big breakfast person and I know it's a meal a lot of people skip or substitute with caffeine but I do think getting some real calories in your system helps as much as good sleep does. It's unfortunate that we all have to work a ton and something as simple as "making breakfast in the morning" feels like a luxury on a workday. I like that I can prep something like this a few days in advance and enjoy it at work at my leisure <3 I'm lucky I work an office job that allows me to do that lol!

[thesaltyace]

I have recently discovered that Fage 5% yogurt is good with pretty much everything and it will now become a staple part of my diet, thank you

[noisytenant]

today's experimental breakfast granola recipe:

honey greek yogurt

apple granola (has dried apples and cinnamon, clove, etc)

diced soft-dried ginger

fig butter

chia seeds

crushed walnuts

chopped almonds

dash of cloves and cinnamon

verdict: yummy :) i had to add some things to bring out the flavors and textures (almond and additional spices were a late addition) but once i did it was a real winner

[the-winds-indecision]

anti-lent day 10

fasting fridays - heck yeah!  i like having a few themed days in this list, it matches how i used to have something akin to themed days in my lenten practices.  for today’s anti-fasting i’m addressing breakfast

easier: actually eat breakfast today.  yes, i’m talking to you.  if shooting for a *balanced* breakfast seems too hard, that’s fine.  today, eat something.  not just coffee.  some simple ideas are a slice of toast (with butter or jam or honey or whatever you like), a piece of fruit, a granola bar, or a small bowl of cereal

harder: add something extra to your breakfast.  here, we’re aiming for 3 of 4 food groups, minimum.  i’m by no means a nutritionist, but with a bit of research … 

adding fruit/vegetables to your breakfast gives you some good vitamins! try apples, tangerines, berries, bananas, bell peppers, or leafy greens

adding grains/starches (those are carbs!) helps you feel full and gives you energy! try hot or cold cereals, toast, or muffins

adding protein helps you feel satisfied for longer! try nuts/nut butter, eggs, cold cuts or tofu

adding dairy keeps your bones and teeth healthy! try milk or fortified plant milk products, yogurt, or a slice of cheese

[iminthetunnels]

we get up, go outside and water our seedlings, lavender, and sage. i brought my basil in, so we go inside and water my sweet basil & birds of paradise (tht more than likely needs a grow lamp nejcjek) then we go make breakfast (slop) consisting of, goat yogurt, keto purely elizabeth granola, moringa powder, mushroom powder, local clover honey (some times we do manuka, just depends, or blueberry sumac local honey), i add about equal parts peanut butter to the yogurt &mix. blueberries on the side. he’ll take a nap (children with nystagmus are a lot more sleepy and ready to sleep than other children mind u. so a nap isn’t so crazy) this is when i’ll get my personal stuff done. he’ll wake up an hour later, we’ll eat lunch, which today is brussel sprouts and roasted garlic. he’ll always always always eat a fruit along side his meals, so today i’ll prepare an orange with his lunch. for a mid day snack, we’ll split a whole avocado. some times he’ll ask for more, in which case i’ll make him an egg, seasoned with seaweed flakes and smokey turmeric, i’ll chop up greens and add some in. we’ll play for hours. we haven’t been able to go on our walks because of the air quality���. it’ll hurt my throat being out there for long periods. ummm……… so we’ve really been playing with his stuff and coloring more. dinner time will roll around, when the sun sets, we go out and water our plants once more before dinner. i’ll make a meat, i have ground beef and my best friend gave me a good idea to make tacos, so i’m thawing some grass feed ground beef rn. gunna eat that with some nicely cultured sour cream, pinto beans, and some more avocado. we both rly love raw white onions, we’ll top it with raw onion, turmeric powder, and mix together (like a shell-less taco) then we play some more after dinner time, usually we go on a loooooong long walk. today we will. despite the air quality. then we lay down in our bed and go 2 sleep.

mommy stays up and drinks herbal tea to relax her body LMAO

[aphroditestummyrolls]

ive said it before but your breakfasts are always so delicious looking! what are your favourite porridge toppings/combos?

Hi friend! 💕

I pretty much always stick to greek yogurt as the base of my porridge, and a little spoonful of peanut butter to melt on top. The peanut butter is especially useful because it adds the fat that I’m not getting from the yogurt, while still contributing protein too ☺️ so both of my favorite combos are especially good with peanut butter.

I love a berry moment with porridge— it’s my favorite. I use frozen berries, so I don’t need to worry about them going bad, and cook them in with the oats to really bring out the flavor. It’s best with a little bit of cinnamon and honey. The peanut butter on top gives it a PB and J vibe.

The other one is best for days with a lot of physical activity or when you know it’s gonna be a while before you can eat again. It really sticks to your ribs 😅 it’s banana, peanut butter, and dark chocolate chips. It uses a whole banana (half mashed in and cooked into the porridge, and half sliced on top), peanut butter also melted and stirred into the oats, and a little honey and chocolate on top. I haven’t made this one in a LONG time, but it’s an old fave for before long hikes.

Granola or nuts are also always 10/10 porridge toppings, and they totally go with both of these options!

I hope you enjoy! Let me know if you try them 💕