#K Link Green Coffee

[goldenstring6123]

Hi !!! How r u pooks :3

Ignore this if u haven't played dti but what do you think the L&DS boys' reactions would be to their s/o playing dress to impress and actually raging at it like verbally LMFAO this game seriously has me TWEAKING bro but I can't stop playing it gigi please free my family 💔 (hcs plz)

Thanks for reading O_o

Lnds: Dress to impress chaos

Warning: no warning! GN!READER, crack-fic (?)

Author's notes: DTI has me on a chokehold as well pookie.

Zayne:

Surprisingly, Zayne knows about this because of the children in the pediatric ward. A good number of kids have their tablets with them and play the game; to him, it looked like some regular dress-up game. He didn't think much of it and just warned the children to lessen their screen time.

When he arrived home and was taking his shoes off in the foyer, he could hear you complaining about something. The only coherent sentence he heard was, "The theme is Y-THREE-K, NOT Y-TWO-K!" He wondered what you were talking about and who you were mad at, but when he saw you huddled around the coffee table, fashion magazines sprawled all over, and another gadget displaying fashion catalogs, he knew what was up.

"What are you getting so worked up about?" he asked, sitting next to you and placing down a cup of tea after changing into his clothes. He could see that there were figures walking down the runway.

"I don't get how those ugly layering players win first place!"

He was confused by what you meant. The outfits were suitable, donning the familiar attire of the staff at the hospital, particularly scrubs and white skirts that were too short for the protocol. "What's the theme?"

"A doctor or a nurse," you replied. As the screen turned briefly black, Zayne waited in anticipation. The scene changed, and on the podium was a mermaid with neon green wings and a god-awful dress.

You threw your hands up in frustration and wept on his knees. Zayne was dumbfounded. "I hate this game!" he heard your muffled cries on his knees. He patted your head.

He got used to seeing you so engrossed in the game, but he would never get used to your mood swings: one moment, you're insulting children, and the next moment, you're giggling because you won 1st place.

Zayne bought you a VIP pass because he loved seeing your reaction every time, although he isn't really a fan of spending money on in-game currency. But he loves you too much, so he just keeps that thought to himself.

After seeing you play, he watches the kids play as well, occasionally commenting on their choice of clothing. The nurses were pretty confused by his comments because Zayne never really commented on any outfits, much less in a game.

Xavier:

Xavier knows about the game and has tried it once, not getting the premise of it at first. He didn't know how to change patterns or delete the clothes he was wearing, so his first catwalk was a bit of a mess. But here's the thing: Xavier won first place, which made him more confused. He screenshot himself on the podium and sent it to you.

When you got home from work, excited to play with him, he was pouting while looking at his phone. You wondered why and saw that another player was walking around in the same exact fit as your partner's character. Xavier said that he kept on trying to change his outfit, but that one person kept doing the same thing. You decided to give that player a piece of your mind on behalf of your boyfriend.

When you're at work, Xavier will send you links to fashion hacks he sees on social media. "This looks cute; let's try it later," and he's more updated when Gigi is working on something. The codes—Xavier knows the codes by heart. He knows them more than he knows the date of your birth.

It was thanks to this game that he likes to go shopping with you to get some inspiration. Surprisingly, he can make a coherent outfit with the ones he sees in the malls.

When you both play together, he likes playing duo, and even if your outfits are unfinished or bad, he gives you 5 stars. But for the rest of the players, he forgets to vote more than half of the time—you don't know if it's on purpose or really by accident.

He would occasionally laugh when players fight against one another, especially if you were involved.

He once bought himself the VIP pass, but his outfits still looked too generic for your liking, but you didn't have the heart to complain. Xavier once lost a bet, and now he has to buy you the pass as well.

He once used his work account to comment on some suggestions on Gigi's Twitter, and kids were confused as to why a hunter was commenting on a kids' game. He deleted it soon after, but he amassed a few hundred followers.

Sylus:

He felt nothing about the game at first and thought of it as nothing more than your form of entertainment. It keeps you busy and out of harm's way, but he never once thought that it would cause a rift in your relationship (he's exaggerating).

Sylus would grow annoyed at how you weren't picking up his calls when you were clearly at home, so he sent Mephisto. The little snitch took a picture of you being so engrossed in your game and sent it back to his boss. Sylus was half disgruntled and 100% dumbfounded when he found out—he was laughing, but he was annoyed. Luke and Kieran were utterly confused.

At midnight, while you worked your way to being a fashion maven, you didn't notice your man sneaking in through the window. Just as you were about to hit pose 11, Sylus yanked your feet and stole your tablet from you.

"No! Give that back!"

"You're not answering my calls because of…this?" He turned to the tablet, which displayed another player's half-decent outfit for the theme "star."

"What calls?" you turned to your phone. '18 missed calls' and your heart sunk to the floor. Shyly, you turned to him, scratching your head. "Oops?"

He sat down on the edge of your bed. "Why are you so engrossed in a dressing game? Why not dress yourself with all the clothes I gave you?" He nudged to the mountain of paper bags in the corner of your room—branded ones, too.

"Because it's fun?" You took the tablet from him and showed him on screen how your outfit won first place. "See? I like winning—one more round, and let's go on a night ride."

He paused, patiently waiting for a minute while you scrolled around the game lobby. He came to a decision. "No. Screen time is over. You've neglected me for far too long." He yanked the tablet away from you using his evol, then pinned you down to the bed, burying his nose in between your breasts.

Although Sylus claims he's not interested in playing the game with you, he did, in fact, join the game secretly to spy on you. He was mildly infuriated with the little amount of selection of menswear and the ridiculous look on the men's faces, so he still really doesn't understand the hype, but he'll be generous enough to give you a three or four-star once in a while.

Once, he joined your server, and the theme was the bad guy. You dressed up as a white-haired, red-eyed man with over-chiseled cheekbones. A moment later, Sylus bombarded you with a screenshot of the game. "I do not look like that. Delete it."

As much as he says he doesn't like the game, Gigi made an update and added some dark reddish aura in-game, as well as a crow perched on the hand of the model. The bird looked awfully close to Mephisto. You confronted Sylus about this, and he denied having any involvement in it.

Whenever you sleep in Sylus' home, he would wake up to the goddamn beat of the game at 3 am, and out of frustration, he would use his EVOL to get the device away from you and place it on the highest shelf in the room. Then he'd hold you down.

Rafayel:

Rafayel introduced you to the game, but after a few times of playing it, it didn't take long for him to get banned for cyberbullying—he wasn't bullying, actually; he was just stating facts, and the other players couldn't take it, and so they reported him. He fights anyone, and he comments a lot in the game, earning him the title of a "yapper."

"You guys don't have taste. How did that thing win first place?" That thing refers to a pretty decent outfit but doesn't match the theme.

"You don't look good either, hun," said the person in first place.

"You don't get to say that when your hair looks like puke, darling." He rage-chattered, saying everything he was typing out loud.

You were cackling beside your boyfriend, witnessing him rage while you were just perched on top of the 3rd place, happy you even got to go up there against all the fashionistas.

"Kids really have the gall to compete and insult adults with taste."

"Raf, you do understand that they're adults as well, right?"

"No, they're not. They're children. This is a kids' game."

You stared at him intently. He stared back, thinking.

"Then I don't need to hold back from insulting them." he placed his hand on the keyboard.

Rafayel's fits are absolutely top-tier. He always wins first place. The layering, the color combination, the form, and the aesthetic are all on point and top-tier. He doesn't reference, and the only time he does is when the theme requires it.

This man doesn't do duos with you because he wants the podium to himself. He once did a duo with you, and it broke his winning streak. You had a small argument about it, but you just gave in, eager to make him lose. Newsflash: You failed miserably.

He secretly joins a farming server every once in a while. Rafayel unknowingly joined the same server as you, and when you asked about it, he denied it, saying only people with bad tastes need to farm for stars. You sent him a screenshot. He didn't talk to you for a day.

He files a lot of complaints and goes on Twitter about how buggy the game is and how bad the texture is. He didn't know that his graphics were on low.

Rafayel is very active in the community and contributes to it during his free time. He uses an alternate account to post suggestions when Gigi opens a post about it. A lot of people actually agree with Rafayel's complaints and suggestions.

Rafayel once freaked out when he accidentally went inside the meat room and told you about it, but when he showed you, it was already catwalk time. You pretended you didn't believe him and tried to pretend to listen when he was searching for that passable wall. You laughed at him and brushed him off, pretending that you didn't believe him.

This began the downward spiral to Lana's lore. He kept on sending you reels about it—and speculations and theories. He even once invited you to that scary horror game, but he quit because it was too creepy and full of 'negative energy.'

Author footnotes: If I'm taking a break while writing, I would be playing dress to impress and I would be fighting children (i'm not joking, I once made a player and her friends leave the server)

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[sundays-sims]

M Y R I A D . (early access, patreon)

Hi all!

First of all, I am super sorry for the extreme delay in posting this month' set. I have had an insane month, it felt like everything that could have happened to slow me down, did, in fact, happen. I hope it's ok with everyone & thank you so much for understanding. ♥

The next month's publication will also be delayed due to the fact that I have been working on this myriad set until late last night and I haven't made any progress for next month's content. Again, thank you for your patience on this. You can expect the publication at the end of August instead of beginning of the month. Rest assured that I haven't cancelled any content, or anything like that, it will only be posted later during the month.

Now, about this month' set! It is a bit unusual as I normally go for pieces that are all part of the same "room type" but I decided to go for a bunch of mini sets ideas. I have been thinking about doing something like this for a while; more random objects that still go together. I kept my organic modern design aesthetic, so expect neutral tones & natural materials, but I also added some bright blues, greens & yellows for the mini lemonade set. The myriad set contains 15 new meshes in total, from seating to surfaces, along with a bunch of cute clutter.

↓ details & download link under the cut ↓

D O W N L O A D  L I N K : [X] (patreon, early access)

S E T   D E T A I L S :

brass & marble side table – 10 swatches

caffettiera – 3 swatches

candle – 4 swatches

ceramic plate – 12 swatches

coffee cup & spoon – 7 swatches

coffee table – 3 swatches

croissant & plate – 7 swatches

dining chair – 5 swatches

dining table – 10 swatches

lemon water glass – 1 swatch

lemon water pitcher – 1 swatch

lemonade pitcher – 15 swatches

lemons – 1 swatch

marble console – 9 swatches

rattan chair – 4 swatches

** myriad will be released (free) on August 21st**

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[jackles010378]

Jensen thinks your flirting with one of his co stars :

Inspired by this photo 😉

(no hate to Danneel I love her to bits)

Whilst filming an interview for the boys that Jensen had pulled you along to, you started to get a little bored. Grabbing your bag from the green room you decided to go for a little walk in hopes of finding a caffeine fix. It was way too early in the morning for you, you had literally rolled out of bed, threw some clothes on and got into Jensen's car. No coffee no breakfast.

As you turned the corner you realised you had wandered onto the set where they were filming the interview. You could see Jensen sitting in the chair, looking as gorgeous as ever. You were pulled out of your thoughts with a tap to your shoulder. You instantly froze because you knew you shouldn't be where you were. Slowly turning around you were met with a lovely smiling Jack Quaid.

Jack greeted you with a big hug after the initial shock wore off and you realised who it was. You explained to Jack that you were in need of coffee and food. Jack linked his arm in yours and escorted you over to the tables where there was an enormous amount of pastries and fruits amongst other things. The first thing you went for was the coffee. Jack stayed with you until he was called for his part of the interview. You stood with him laughing and joking, occasionally touching his arm when he made you laugh from the terrible joke he had just told you.

What you didn't see was how Jensen was watching you and Jack, the way his jaw tensed up when you touched Jack's arm, the way he would shift in his seat every time you laughed and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear. What got him the most was the way you hugged Jack before he left you to go to his interview. It was only then he realised he was jealous. The interviewer asked Jensen if he was ok all he said was "can we take a quick break" but before she could answer he was out of his chair and on his way over to you.

You didn't feel Jensen walk straight up behind you as you were trying to decide what you wanted to eat. Before you knew it he swung you around and kissed you passionately in front of everyone. He pulled away his hands still wrapped around your arms "Jesus Jensen, what the hell was that" you said shocked. Jensen wasn't one for PDA's so that caught you off guard. He pulled you back in and kissed you again, this time more gentle and slow.

After Jensen's divorce he didn't want to throw you into the spotlight and have to deal with the backlash of abuse. He wasn't ashamed of you far from it, he was trying to protect you so you both came up with the story that you were his PA. It was just easier that way, especially when you were always with him. But when he saw you with Jack something had triggered deep inside of him.

You ask him again what had gotten him like this, to kiss you in public like that, he answered with "I want the world to know that you're mine y/n, I've been silly to try and hide this. You're mine and I am yours, I will only ever be yours". You stood there staring at him and replied "I will always be yours Jay, no one else's, I love you" he kissed you again and whispered back at you "I love you too sweetheart"

@k-slla @cevansbaby-dove hope you like it ❤️

[ladyhoneydee]

this peppermint winter, this marshmallow world

Zelink | College AU | 5.8k

At the end of the second swallow, she finally opened her eyes—and caught Link in the midst of a sip of his own. Watching her. Why did the warmth in his eyes look so…different? Had he ever looked at her that way before, in all their years of friendship? Maybe it was just the glow of the streetlamp they stood beneath, transforming the snow into glittering fairy dust and the ambiance into spun gold. If they left this place, if they took their walk as planned, perhaps the clear blue moon would return them to the same light they’d always been cast in. Why did the thought of that make her chest so tight?

Written for @pastelsandpining as part of the Hateno Hideout Secret Santa! If you like the best-friends-to-lovers trope, nonverbal trans guy Link who is acting veeeery oddly all of a sudden, and confused, investigative Zelda, this one is for you.

Read it on AO3, FFN, or under the cut!

Zelda knew something was wrong with Link from a mile off. 

It didn’t matter that she was stuck behind the front desk, explaining to a frazzled-looking first year that no, they did not have any private study rooms available at this very minute, and they would have to wait twenty minutes or so until something opened up. From the moment her best friend strode into Castleton University’s Gaebora Library, his snow-dusted green beanie pulled down tight and chin tucked in low, she could tell that his mind was running a mile a minute on some topic or another. He always tended to crunch in physically when he was mentally distressed, after all. 

As the student surrendered with a grimace and set off towards the staircase—no doubt heading for one of the public sitting areas on the quiet upper floors—Link lifted his chin, and Zelda met his eyes. The whites widened, the pupils expanded. Then his gaze promptly dropped back to the laminate tiles underfoot.

Zelda’s suspicion rocketed through the ceiling, the five floors of the library over her head, and the snow-laden roof shingles high above. With the exception of particularly awkward or emotional conversations, Link had never struggled to hold eye contact with her before. Heck, they had practically lived off of staring contests back in high school. Even now, five semesters into university, new friends invariably asked if she and Link were dating based solely on how annoying about eye contact and making goofy faces at each other they were.

Still, there was no way he could actually avoid her, even if he wanted to. Not when she was on front desk duty, and the only student worker on shift who knew Hyrulean Standard Sign Language. After all, Link never came to the library to study, only to pick up books. Nonverbal as he was, it was easier to focus in a private place than somewhere people who couldn’t understand HSSL might try to talk to him. 

His fingers stuttered through her name-sign for a moment before smoothing through the rest of his words. “I have an interlibrary loan to pick up? A Walk in the Lost Woods by K.-I.-A. H-E-R-M-O-S?” His finger-spelling of the name was quick, but she’d been signing since elementary school and reading Link’s words and letters off his hands for nearly as long; it was nearly impossible to trip her up at this point. 

“Sure, I’ll just need to grab it!” Zelda’s voice brimmed with enthusiasm to cover up her suspicion. “For your Environmental Philosophy course, I’m guessing?”

“Yeah. Got an essay due next week.” 

Well, at least he was making conversation.

“Tonight is such a mess,” she complained. “I swear I’ve had five different students try to get me to find their books for them instead of just following my directions. It’s like everyone’s brain cells died over winter break.” 

A smile cracked through Link’s slight frown and downturned brows. “So now they’re killing yours in retribution, huh?”

“Mm-hm! Which is exactly why you should get us coffees from Piper’s and meet me on the quad for a walk when you’re finished studying and I’m done with my shift!” She beamed at him.

Just like that, alarm swept his face clean of the soft warmth it had held only a moment prior, and his gaze darted away from her once again. He rubbed his hands on his pants before replying, as if wiping off sweat—which was weird, given that he’d just come in from the cold, and hadn’t been wearing gloves. 

“Oh, I don’t know…”

“Come on, please?” she wheedled. “I’ll need something to resuscitate my poor, dying brain cells. And you’re my chosen hero of the hour.” She smiled in the winning, bossy way she’d learned from a childhood cultivated by a single dad who was not only a hardass entrepreneur, but also had moonlit as the president of the PTA at every public school she had attended. 

She’d learned other things from Daphnes, too. Like how to pursue a lead when something seems fishy—and how to throw someone off the scent of your true intentions until the opportune moment. 

The trick was to pick a reason that was still genuine, just not the whole truth. 

Link sighed, his gestures slowing and taking on weight to emphasize his put-upon tone. “If you insist. But— I’m bringing hot chocolate, not coffee.” Her pout was met with a stern, wolf-eyed stare. “I don’t care if you live off of caffeine. It’ll be after ten before we’re both done for the night, and I’m not dropping money on your addiction when I’ve got perfectly good cocoa mix in my dorm.”

Zelda let out a ponderous sigh of her own. “Fiiiine.” She placed her hands on her hips. “You’re no fun, you know that?”

“They say that the chosen heroes rarely were,” Link shot back, his gestures short and snippy, but punctuated with enough flair that she knew it was from sass rather than actual upset. “I’m just living up to your expectations.”

“Sure, hero.” She smirked. “Let me grab that book.”

As she swiveled her rolly chair around to scan the loan shelf for his book—Nayru’s love, did none of the other student workers this semester realize they were supposed to label the books with the requester’s name to make things easier?—Zelda mused over Link’s odd behavior. He’d brightened up, sure, but for him to hesitate over spending time together…

Well, the last time that had happened, it was right before he came out to her as trans the year they turned thirteen, and he was terrified she was going to hate him forever. 

When she spun back around, Link was fervently tapping his fingers against the wood of the front desk, expressions dancing over his features so quickly that she couldn’t make them out. He remained wordless and reticent while she checked out the green-bound hardback and passed it over, before throwing her a tight smile, waving awkwardly with his free hand, and walking out the door at an even brisker pace than usual. 

He hadn’t even paused to tuck the book away in his backpack.

…It was fine. It was. He’d been wrong back then—she could never hate him, but especially not for that —and no matter what secret feelings he was keeping close to his chest right now, he’d be wrong this time, too. She loved him too much for any other option to stick. Like snow falling on a manhole cover, any trouble between them would melt away before it had the chance to build up. 

She would make sure of it.

--

One of the downsides of working at Gaepora Library was that even at the end of the long, grueling evening shift, Zelda couldn’t leave until she’d scrubbed the floor. 

The reasoning was understandable enough, she supposed—given the building’s late hours, the CasU custodial staff were all done for the day by the time the library closed, and the slush and salt dragged into the lobby would damage the library’s century-old hardwood floor if it sat on them overnight—but that didn’t make her job any more enjoyable. The snow outside was pretty and all, and she couldn’t wait to go out in it with Link later, but did every student need to track slush in on their boots? They had a mat in front of the door for a reason!

Dimly, she noticed the clomping of winter boots approaching the front doors. Zelda glared down at the dirty rag in her hand and scrubbed even more vigorously. Surely the late visitor would notice the “CLOSED” sign she’d propped up in the front window, or the fact that nearly all the lobby lights were off, or her scrubbing the floor, and correctly assume that they should come back in the morning.

The door before her swung open. 

Zelda reared back from the sudden blast of cold. Wrath simmered in her veins, and she snapped her head up, ready to give this person a piece of her mind. 

“Excuse me, but the library is actually closed for the eve—”

Link. 

His nose was red from the chill, and his shoulders shook with mirth. Immediately, all of the frustration that had been coiling like smoke in Zelda’s lungs throughout her shift whooshed out of her with a deep sigh.

“Nice floor,” he signed. “Very clean.”

“If you step on it, I might have to kill you.” 

He laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He’d obviously stopped by his dorm since the last time she’d seen him. His rugged leather-and-canvas backpack was nowhere to be seen, and he’d swapped out his slate-blue quilted jacket for a snowquill-stuffed puffy coat. This time, he was actually wearing gloves, and his omnipresent green beanie was pulled as far over his ears as it could manage.

She smiled fondly. Some things never changed. They might be twenty and sleep-deprived from annotated bibliographies and slideshow presentations instead of ten and sleep-deprived from playing video games under the covers all night, but Link would always get cold faster than she did.

Link, unaware of the nostalgic origins of her affectionate stare, gave her a hesitant smile in return. “I left the hot chocolates outside. No food and drinks in the library, and all.” 

“Aw, you’re such a good boy,” she cooed. “You rule follower, you.”

To her surprise, he flushed redder than the ruby studs in his ears. Gloved fingers twitched wildly in the air for a moment in a clear nonvocal stutter before he pressed the tips together so hard that she almost thought she could see them quiver from the strain. 

The pause in the conversation was disjointed, alien. Like they were metronomes running on two different beats per minute, instead of the unison they’d always shared. 

“Are–are you ready to go?” he asked eventually, and Zelda’s brows shot up. Was he just not going to address his reaction? What was going on? 

At her lack of reply, his eyes darted around the lobby, and he filled the void himself. “They’re gonna get cold if you take much longer. Slowpoke.” Even the teasing insult was added on belatedly, as though he was reading off a script of their usual interactions and had nearly forgotten the last part of his line. 

Well, if he wasn’t going to be normal, she would just have to pick up his slack. 

“Oh, I’ve been ready! In all ways except the physical.” She waved the damp rag in her hand pointedly. “Give me just a minute.”

The nod Link gave her was heavy with relief, and she realized he was grateful she hadn’t called him out on his weird behavior. Well, he was going to be in for a rude awakening once they started their walk and the interrogation began. 

One rag rinsed and squeezed out, one desktop computer logged out and turned off, and one book-stuffed messenger back hauled onto her shoulder later, they were out the door. 

--

Zelda was grateful for the hot chocolate before she even took a sip. The lightweight knit gloves she kept in the pocket of her winter coat were not cutting it against the chilly wind and swirling snow. Central Hyrule wasn’t particularly known for being a cold region of Hyrule—not with places like the Mt. Nayru region of Lanayru and the entirety of Hebra as competition—but when winter settled in over the wide grasslands, it truly did settle. So when she plucked one of Link’s ceramic travel mugs off the bench, the heat that sunk into her fingers was entirely welcome. 

“They’re dark chocolate with peppermint and marshmallows,” Link signed. His gestures were harder to decipher when made one-handed, as the other was occupied with his own mug; still, after a lifetime of communicating with Link in all kinds of one- and two- and even no-handed situations, she could parse them rather well. “I made them both the same so that you wouldn’t have to make any decisions. Or complain if I made the decision.”

“Aw, you’re so kind. The great hero, saving me from my own agency.” She sent him a sly look.

“Hey, how many times have you texted me just to ask me to pick something for you out of decision fatigue at the end of a long day?”

“Too many to count.” She nudged him in the side gently. “I am grateful for that, truly.”

“Oh, I know.” His elbow bumped her in return. “Now drink your hot chocolate, you mooch.”

“ Yeah, your mooch,” she shot back, and took a sip. 

If she’d been looking at Link at that instant, she might have seen how his lips parted and trembled at her words. But Zelda’s eyelashes had fluttered closed from pleasure the moment the sweet, minty richness hit her tastebuds, and the moment passed, unseen.

“Mmmmm, that’s the stuff.” Unconsciously, she poked her tongue out to collect the scant remaining droplets of chocolate from her lips, before going back in for another greedy gulp. The warmth, the velvety texture of half-melted marshmallows slipping into her mouth, the cool echo of mint that lingered even after the sip was gone—it was like a green firework going off in her mouth, cascading sparks of comfort all the way down to her stomach.

At the end of the second swallow, she finally opened her eyes—and caught Link in the midst of a sip of his own. Watching her. 

Why did the warmth in his eyes look so…different? Had he ever looked at her that way before, in all their years of friendship? 

Maybe it was just the glow of the streetlamp they stood beneath, transforming the snow into glittering fairy dust and the ambiance into spun gold. If they left this place, if they took their walk as planned, perhaps the clear blue moon would return them to the same light they’d always been cast in.

Why did the thought of that make her chest so tight?

“How are the brain cells?” Link signed.

“Huh?” She blinked, owl-eyed. 

He laughed. “Okay, so they’re obviously not—” His hands fluttered in the air for a moment. “Oh, what was the word you used before…”

“Resuscitated.” She narrowed her eyes.

He ignored it. “That’s it! Resuscitated. Obviously your brain cells haven’t been resuscitated yet.”

“I think your presence might be killing them off, actually.”

“Well, I can always leave if that’s what you’d prefer…” His words were lighthearted, but something glittered in his eyes. Something that turned her stomach and reminded her what, exactly, they were there for.

“No!” She flinched back at her own outburst and thought fast. “I mean, no, obviously I don’t want you to leave. What I want is to go on a walk with you through the Green.”

“The Green?” If she hadn’t been watching him so closely, she might have missed him nervously biting his lower lip. “I thought you said the quad. And I don’t know if it’s a good idea to go all the way out there. I mean, it’s going to get pretty cold tonight.”

“The cold front isn’t supposed to blow in until midnight, actually. I checked the weather earlier. It’ll be totally fine—no more snow or cold than we’re already getting.”

Link looked up, but the sky was inscrutable. It was impossible to tell if the clouds above were thick and heavy with snow or light and mobile; if they were on their way out or if more lurked on the horizon. His brow furrowed.

“Besides, I can always keep you warm myself,” Zelda joked. It was a quip long-familiar for them—their friendship had always been one of touchy-feely affection—but instead of the habitual glomping hug or taking of her hand, Link only gave her that same frightened rabbit stare.

“Or not.” She laughed awkwardly. “Again, the weather shouldn’t be a problem anyhow. Even for you.”

“Ha, ha,” he signed sarcastically, and she could have collapsed with relief. “Make fun of me for having a normal response to abnormal temperatures.”

“It’s my solemn duty as your best friend to make fun of you,” she said through a cheeky grin.  “So? Are you in?”

Link sighed, and it was like she was seeing the action in double: the put-upon, overdramatic performance, and the actual release of trepidation it concealed. “...Yeah. Yeah, of course I’m in. Always.”

Always, even if the whole evening had been strange and discombobulated so far. Zelda took a deep breath and let it out. They would get through this, no matter what was churning inside his head and spilling out like steam over a hot spring. It was him and her. Zelda and Link. Always.

“Perfect.” She smiled at him, softer than the gently falling snowflakes. “Shall we?”

“Yeah,” he said, and the smallness and lightness of his motions let Zelda know her feelings were reciprocated. “Let’s take a walk.”

--

The Green was the closest thing CasU had to a nature reserve. It must have had some sort of official name, but Zelda hadn’t looked at a map of campus in years, and every student she’d ever heard talking about the place just called it the Green. Even the professors and administration did, as if they realized that no one would know what they were referring to unless they adopted the students’ language. 

But regardless of what one called the hundreds of acres of green space that hugged the entire western border of campus, a walk on one of the well-trodden footpaths along the river, through the woods, or across the meadows was always an enjoyable way to spend a few hours. Between Link’s Outdoor Education major, Zelda’s multitude of Biology internships, and the hours the pair had spent avidly mapping every trail themselves during their first semester, they both practically had the land memorized. 

Still, it was only practically, never wholly, because there was always something new to see. 

Even with three years at CasU under her belt, the Green’s beauty in winter never failed to strike her. Although it might have benefitted from a temporary renaming, given how everything besides the tall, old conifers sprinkled amongst the leafless oaks, maples, and aspens was blanketed in pure white snow. The branches criss-crossing over their heads were completely coated, as if the goddesses had dipped them in marshmallow fluff for a wintry treat. 

“It looks completely different,” Link signed. He took a sip of his hot chocolate. 

Zelda had to agree. The last time they’d hiked through the Green—nearly a month ago now, between finals, winter break, and the hectic first week back—a chaotic mess of decaying leaves had carpeted the forest floor, and they’d had to watch their step or risk tripping over a well-camouflaged root. The soil had been wet and slick beneath their feet from rain, and sprinkled through the tussocks of browning grass crumbled huge, frost-blackened mushrooms. Now, the whole world glittered beneath the silver rays of the half-moon, illuminating dozens of squirrel, rabbit, bird, and deer tracks that ran beneath the tree trunks—tracks that could only have been laid since the snow began falling, less than an hour ago. 

How strange, that the season of death felt more lively than the long, damp months that preceded it. 

“It’s beautiful,” she whispered. She wasn’t sure why. The hush just felt right. 

When Link looked over at her, eyes soft and wide with wonder, and nodded, she knew he felt it too. 

They reached a split in the path, a familiar crossroad. Left would take them further into the woods; right would take them to the meadows on the northeastern edge of the Green, before curving back in the direction of campus proper. 

She turned to Link once again. “What do you think? Right?”

“Wrong,” Link joked. “Nah, totally, let’s go to the meadows. It’ll be easier to get back to our dorms from there anyway.”

“It’ll be nice to see how they look, too, with the snow. By morning all the skiers will be out, and it won’t be nearly as pretty.” Zelda grinned good-naturedly. ‘All the skiers’ often included Link and Zelda in their numbers, after all. 

They swung off to the right, pointing out how the makeup of the forest changed as they got closer and closer to the meadows. When they both finished their final swigs of cocoa, marshmallows glazing pillowy sweetness down their throats, Zelda offered to stow their travel mugs away in her backpack. After all, Link had made them himself in his ceramics studio last year; it wouldn’t do for them to break! 

Still, even when the heat from the mug in her hands was gone, Zelda felt warm down to her core.

Books always said that winter was quiet, but Zelda couldn’t help but feel that was exactly wrong. It always felt, to her, like more. Brighter, with the snow reflecting the moonlight back up to dazzle their retinas and aid their journey. Freer, with the song of the wind more obvious as the fresh powder muffled any of the typical forest sounds. Sweeter, with the clean crispness of snowfall settling on the tongue. The beautiful more ness of it all filled her up, until she felt just shy of bursting with contentment.  

And then they crossed into the open air with its swirling snow and stars, and something in her chest, something brilliant and winged and joyful, rose and broke free of its tether.

Her head tipped back and her mouth opened wide and she drank in the moonlight, the starlight, the north wind. Arms flung wide to embrace the night. She twirled, twirled, twirled, basking in the coldbright good until it blurred into streaks and her dancing feet stumbled their way into a deep, clinging snowbank and she tripped—

Arms around her. Warm but not warm; body heat covered up by a wind-chilled shield. Soft but not soft; sturdy compactness muffled by puffy down. Her body was motionless, but her vision spun like the orbit of some wild planet. Its sun: the green beanie. 

“Nice catch,” she said breathlessly. “Have you considered sports?”

One hand lingered on her still-swaying waist, holding her steady. The other lifted to her cheek, its touch tender. His woolen glove itched as it traced letter-signs against her cold skin.

“D-U-M-M-Y.”

“Rude.”

With a deliberately hard blink, her vision finally stopped spinning. Link’s face was before her: nose and cheeks ruddy from the cold, bemused smirk on his lips. It was strange to be staring up at him for once. She hadn’t done that since they were eleven, when she shot up like a beanpole and didn’t stop growing until halfway through high school. 

Noticing the change in her gaze, Link retracted his hand from her cheek, instead hovering it between them where she could make out his signs. “You know, spinning around like you did when we were little is a lot more dangerous now than it was then. Kids have way stronger bones.”

“I drink my milk, thanks. Lon Lon Ranch is coming in clutch for my bones.”

He gave her a deadpan look. “Sure you do. Because I’ve definitely seen you get milk at the cafeteria even once in the last two and a half years.”

“Well…there was milk in the hot chocolate, right?” She raised a brow at him.

“Nope. Box mix and water.” His stare was positively gloating.

“You’re awful.”

“ Yeah, your awful,” he said, and then, as if the terrible, adorable pun had flipped a switch in his brain, his jaw went slack and his eyes bugged. Zelda had about one second to get her feet beneath her before he dropped his arms and stepped back so abruptly that she would’ve fallen again, had she not felt the tension seize his every muscle. 

As it was, she still stumbled. Her jaw clenched, but she forcibly relaxed it before meeting Link’s gaze again. 

In the time it took her to recover, he’d taken two steps back, a distance that yawned between them like an abyss between their feet. His arms were wrapped tightly around his stomach, as if he was about to be sick—or protecting his soft, squishy bits from a nearby threat.

“I think it’s time to tell me what’s going on,” Zelda said, voice soft but clear.

Link was already shaking his head. She waited for his hands to rise into place, for him to uncurl his hedgehog self and speak, even if it was a no, but they didn’t.

“Link, it’s obvious that something is wrong. You’ve been acting wei—” She cut herself off; reconsidered. “... different all night. I’m not judging you, I’m worried. You’re my best friend. I want to help you, if it’s something I can help with.”

The head-shaking slowed, then gradually ceased. He peeled his arms free from his torso. When his gaze met hers, her heart twinged at how ashamed he looked, with his shiny eyes and the redness of his face that she knew surpassed what the cold alone could do to his skin. 

“Do you promise you won’t judge me? Or get mad?”

“I promise,” she vowed. “And Link,” she smiled at him gently, “if you think I would judge you for anything, you’re ignoring thirteen years of experience.”

He let out a juddering sigh. “Yeah, you’re right. Okay. Okay. So the thing is…” His gestures trailed off. He tried again. “The thing is…it’s…I…”

“You can plan what you want to say first,” Zelda murmured. “No hurry, as long as I do get to know it eventually.”

He nodded jerkily, gaze settling on the churned-up snow between them. When his hands began twitching in loose, tiny gestures, Zelda turned her own gaze to the sky to give him privacy. 

The snow had begun falling faster since they’d begun their walk through the Green. She could hardly see the constellations between the shadows of the clouds above. The Ocarina, the Hero of Winds, the Chosen Lovers—all her favorites were out of sight. She could barely make out the three stars that formed the belt of the Princess of Light. 

A tap on her shoulder. She looked over at Link, whose face looked a little more settled, a little less panicked. 

“I’m ready now,” he signed. The motions were steadier, and she felt the tension in her unknot the tiniest bit. They were Link and Zelda. They’d be okay. 

She nodded encouragingly. 

“You’re right that there’s something wrong,” he started. “Wrong with—with me. At least I think it’s with me, because there’s nothing you’ve done wrong that would have done this, at least I don’t think so, I can’t think of anything, but—” 

He cut himself off, dropping his hands fully back to his sides before raising them again. 

“There is something wrong with me. When I’m with you. It started…” His gaze left hers and focused on the stars above, remembering. “I think it started during finals week. That night we pulled the all-nighter. I thought it was just because of how tired I was…but then it happened over winter break, at the solstice bonfire. And it’s only gotten worse since then.”

Zelda’s heart dropped to the pit of her stomach. Nothing wrong with her, yet it only happened when he was in her company? A gust of wind rocked them both, and for a split second, she wished it would carry her away.

“I just feel so…so weird,” he burst out, hands flying into bigger shapes than they had all night. “Whenever we’re together. My heart beats so hard, and I feel it everywhere. And my knees get all shaky, and my hands get all shaky—which really sucks when you need your hands to communicate, by the way—and my brain gets all fuzzy, and my stomach churns.”

Oh. Oh, he was…

“And it makes me feel awful, because you don’t deserve me acting so weird with you, but sometimes you get close, or you say things that just make–make it stronger, and I just can’t help it!” He shook his head wildly. “I think I must be sick or something!”

Her heart thrummed in her chest at the same time as she had to bite back a laugh. She’d been worried all this time, and all along, he’d—

“Link,” Zelda said carefully. “I don’t think you’re sick.”

“Yeah?” He looked hopeful. “What do you think it is?”

“Well…” How to phrase this delicately? “Do you remember Malon? From high school?”

“Of course! I mean, she was my first girlfriend, how could I forget her?”

“And do you remember how you felt when you two first got together?”

“Yeah, being with her always made my heart…flutter…” He broke off, and Zelda could see the gears start turning in his head, spinning faster than even the snowflakes falling thickly around them.

No turning back now.

“Link…have you ever considered that you might…love me romantically?”

The denial was immediate, words flying from his fingers. “I can’t like you! We said we’d never date back in, like, middle school!”

Her chest swelled with fond amusement at the silliness of the rebuke.

“Link, that was almost a decade ago. We’re completely different people now. Way smarter, emotionally competent, physically attractive people. ” She grinned teasingly. “You had that terrible haircut that made you look like a coconut back then, of course I wouldn’t date you.”

“A coconut,” he repeated, gestures spiky with his derision. “Like yours was much better! You had that little pageboy cut for years.”

“Yeah, and as my best friend, it’s really your fault that I looked so bad for so long. You really should’ve warned me.” 

“My fault! You—” He broke off. After a couple of moments, he continued, gestures smaller. “You mentioned my hair, but…isn’t it also, you know, because of your sexuality?”

Zelda laughed. “I wasn’t even fourteen yet when we made that pact. I don’t think I even knew what a sexuality was.”

“No, I mean…” He scuffed his foot into the snow. “Now. You wouldn’t be into me now, because, you know.”

Zelda’s brows furrowed. “No, I really don’t. Can you be a little more clear?”

“Because…you’re straight?”

She blinked. That was not what she had expected him to say. “Link, that means I like men. You are a man. Of course I could be into you.” 

Link blinked at her as if she had just delivered an entire lecture on the precise chemical makeup of the secretions of tireless frogs and their utilization in the pharmaceutical industry. “I…yeah. Yeah, you’re right.” A smile spread over his face, slow and steady, until he was positively beaming. “You’re right! You could be into me!” He froze. “Wait, but are you into me? You already know how I feel, so…”

“‘Know?’ I practically figured it out for you,” she teased, then took a deep breath. “To be honest, I haven’t thought about it before, because I’ve been so happy to be your best friend. I’d have been happy to be that for you forever, as long as I was by your side. But you…seriously, Link, if you’d want to give us a shot romantically, I’d be so down for that.”

“Really?” he asked, starry-eyed.

“Yes,” she answered simply. “It’s another way to get to know you, to be close to you. To be happy with you.” She shuffled her feet. “I love you, Link, and I’d love to love you even more. Why wouldn’t I want to take that chance?”

The smile he gave her warmed her right down to her frosty toes. The two paces that had separated them for the entirety of their conversation disappeared in a flash, as he clumsily crossed the snow between them. 

“I could be your best friend forever, too,” he told her, “but I’d also like to be able to make out with you.” 

One hand reached up to cup her face, and Zelda tilted her chin down until their cold-reddened noses brushed. 

Nayru’s love, if Link’s heart had been hammering like this every time they’d touched for the last month, he was even more of an oblivious dummy than she thought.

But he was her oblivious dummy. Platonically, romantically. Eternally.

“We should get a start on that, then,” she murmured, watching his eyelashes flutter at the feeling of her breath on his face. “Time’s a-ticking. Snow’s a-blowing.”

Link let out a wordless groan, shifting the hand that cupped her cheek to instead twine demandingly through the hair at her nape, and signed rapidly with his free hand. “Gods, I love that smart mouth of yours.”

She wasn’t sure which one of them moved first, if it was Link’s hungry mouth or her own that bridged the gap. Whoever it was, it led to an intoxicating, insistent push-and-pull; the sharp press of Link’s teeth against her bottom lip; the sensation of the smooth muscle of his mouth as she traced her tongue along his own. 

He tasted of chocolate, peppermint, and marshmallow. Sweet and warm and familiar, just like him. 

Her best friend.

Link.

When they pulled apart, gasping for breaths that stung their lungs with the chill, she could feel that same fluttery something from earlier whirling in her chest, ablaze with joy. 

“That was…” she breathed. 

“Yeah,” Link agreed. His eyes were half-lidded, heavy with desire, as they traced over her face. “It was.”

“We should do it again, as soon as possible.” Zelda pressed a kiss to the lobe of his ear, tugging the ruby stud there softly with her teeth and luxuriating in his ragged gasp. How glad she was that Link had never chosen to let the holes close over; that he could look in the mirror and see how they suited the him he was now, rather than who he’d been when they were first done. 

“I think I’d rather—” he signed, and the shapes were fuzzy with the shaking of his hands, “��do it again somewhere warm.”

It was so unexpected, Zelda couldn’t help but release his ear in a full-body laugh. There was her Link, her precious, lovely, cold-hating Link. 

He’d continued despite her fit of giggles, although a smile had curved the corners of his mouth as well. “Seriously, you said the cold front wasn’t coming in yet, so what’s this?” He gestured at the snow whirling around them, which admittedly was coming down rather hard. And maybe the wind blowing in from the north was a little strong. 

“I never claimed to be a meteorologist,” Zelda sniffed. “And…didn’t I say I’d keep you warm?”

“Not warm enough!” Link dodged as she attempted to brush her icy nose into his warm neck. “Hey! Keep that thing to yourself!” 

As she chased him down the path that would take them back to campus, laughing wildly and stumbling where the drifts were too deep, Zelda couldn’t help but grin. The magic spell hadn’t broken when they left the streetlamp after all: they had kindled it all by themselves. It didn’t matter where they were. At his side, every flurry could be fairy dust.

It was him and her. Zelda and Link. 

Always.

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B A S I C S

Name: Blue Oak Age:  Birthdate: November 22nd Species: Human Gender: Cis Male Orientation: Bisexual Biromantic Profession: He’s the Viridian City Gym leader and One of the heads of the Archeological department in Johto and Sinnoh branching into Experimental Archeology and bioarcheology.

P H Y S I C A L  A S P E C T S

Hair: Light orange, spiked up with gel and hairspray. Eyes: Light brown. Skin: Pale Ivory . Height: 6’3” 190 cm  Weight: 210lb

F A M I L Y

Siblings: Daisy Oak (Sister) Other Relatives: Prof.Oak (Grandfather), Agatha (Grandmother) Any Pets? Arcanine, Blastoise, Rockruff and a whole plethora of pokemons that I won’t list out.

S K I L L S

Easily synchronize with most of his pokemon as an elite trainer, MegaEvolve them if needed, can sword fight, fast recovery (compared to other humans thanks to his links with Agatha who’s suspected to be a vampire or witch herself), disarming traps and aid teammates with reflective shield, able to handle pokemon (even wild pokemon) well thanks to his deep knowledge of pokemon history and pokemon handling.(results may vary)

T R A I T S

STRENGTHS. Cheerful, Proud, Strong(physically and mentally), Wide variety of history knowledge on the world(including dead language and ancient technology), willing to adapt and evolve new fighting styles, endless curiosity, a strong need for adventure, resourceful  WEAKNESSES. Brash, his wisdom could use some work, easily distracted if what’s being presented isn’t worth his time, can let his emotion get to him, impulsive, his pride can blind him.

L I K E S

Colors: Yellow, Blue, White, Silver Smells: Sandalwood, Patchouli,Cedarwood  Textures: breathable fabric like cottons and polyester Drinks: White tea, Sencha(Classic Green Tea not the powder), Buckwheat tea (when he’s not trying to stay up all night), Yuzu fruit tea, Coffee, Malibu Sunset, Mimosas and most cosmopolitans

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes?: No Drugs: Recreational only  Driver License: Uses pokemon to travel or rides shotgun, one day he’ll get his license. Maybe. Ever Been Arrested?: None publicly known

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▍ Face claim: Raza Jaffrey ▍ Name:  Zafar 'Zaf' David Younis ▍ Age: 28  ▍ Gender: Male ▍ Nationality: British ▍ Birthday:  February 2, 1995 ▍ Sun Sign: Aquarius ▍ Residence: London, UK ▍ Marital Status: in a relationship ▍ Alignment: neutral good

L I K E S

▍ Drink: coffee. coffee on a plane, coffee in a train. coffee in a box, coffee with a fox. coffee. ▍ Food: banana chips. steamed vegetables. takeaway. ▍ Day or Night: both have their beauty.  ▍ Snacks: is it edible? its a snack. ▍ Song: Monsters, All Time Low ▍ Quote:  “Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today.” – Thich Nhat Hanh ▍ Historical Character: Mark Antony ▍ Pet: currently none, but if he could get away with it he'd have a dog.

▍ Book: Zaf doesn't often read for fun and can't remember the last book that he did. Not a big reader, he would much prefer to do something active or (what he considers) more engaging like a movie, board game, night on the town, etc. ▍ Colour: Green. Especially the forest shade. ▍ Flower(s): he has no opinion but his mother loves tulips so he naturally gravitates towards those. ▍ Sexuality: known as a huge flirt, zaf in fact is demisexual. he enjoys innuendos that make it seem differently, but he requires a close relationship before delving too deep into the intimate part of things. 

L O O K S

▍ Body type: He’s 6′0 and on the more slender side of an athletic build.

▍ Eye colour:  Brown.  ▍ Hair colour: Black.

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Matcha - Perfect for Your Everyday Health and Wellness

Perfect for your everyday Health and Wellness with matcha .Green tea powder called matcha tea is high in antioxidants. For traditional green tea, the leaves are steeped in boiling water before being discarded. The dried leaves are really ground into a powder when using matcha, which is then added to the tea and consumed.The tea is thought to be the most aromatic type of green tea because of its distinctive, non-bitter flavour and vivid green colour.

Benefits of Matcha for Health?

Many individuals are switching to matcha, a caffeinated substitute well known for its brilliant colour, as more and more people attempt to reduce their consumption of coffee. It's a form of green tea, but it's not the hot water-infused loose-leaf variety. A powder called matcha is created by grinding up green tea leaves. The advantages of matcha are much greater than those of the traditional type since it contains a larger concentration of nutrients.

It's packed with vitamins and antioxidants: Both catechins and polyphenols, another class of antioxidant found in green tea, are present. Jenna Gorham, RD, dietitian and founder of the RD Link, says that matcha powder provides a megadose of these potent antioxidants, which can help lessen cell damage and prevent chronic disease.

It might enhance the radiance on your skin:If you have skin issues, Miyashita advises switching to matcha for a week rather than coffee. According to a 2017 study that was published in the journal Nutrients, the vitamin C in matcha boosts the formation of collagen when consumed. Additionally, a study published in the journal Advances in Skin & Wound Care suggests that vitamin B may aid in the promotion of healthy skin cell turnover.

It can make your bones stronger: Most individuals don't consider actively taking steps to strengthen their bones, yet doing so is crucial for health and mobility, especially as you age. By lowering the oxidative stress that causes inflammation in the bones, polyphenols, the antioxidant-rich substances in green tea, may increase bone mineral density (i.e., how solid your bones are). According to a number of earlier research, this can subsequently reduce your risk of getting osteoporosis.

Compared to a cup of coffee or boiled tea, it may be more filling: Due to its potent, earthy flavour, matcha powder is most frequently blended and served with milk or a non-dairy substitute, such as almond or oat milk. The milk's additional calories make the beverage more filling than your typical espresso-based latte.

It might safeguard your brain: A tiny study from 2020 that was published in the journal Nutrients suggests that drinking matcha every day may help halt cognitive decline. That's because matcha contains plenty of lutein and vitamin K, both of which have been linked to enhanced cognitive abilities including attention and memory.

Matcha tea has many health advantages, excess consumption may have negative effects.

Like most things, drinking too much matcha tea can be harmful to your health. Excessive matcha use may have negative side effects such as headaches, sleeplessness, and upset stomach. Matcha also includes a lot of caffeine, so consuming too much of it may also cause jitteriness and other caffeine-related adverse effects, such as a faster heartbeat. It is usually advised to consume food and beverages in moderation.

How can Matcha be used?

Matcha has several applications, some of which are as follows:

Drinking: Matcha is typically taken as a tea, which is the most popular way to consume it. To make a frothy and tasty beverage, the powder is customarily whisked with hot water.

Cooking and baking: Matcha powder may also be used in cooking and baking to give desserts and savoury foods a distinctive green tea flavour. It's frequently used in baked products including cakes, cookies, and bread as well as smoothies, matcha ice cream, and other baked goods.

Due to its high antioxidant content, which can help shield the skin from free radical damage, matcha powder is also utilised in various cosmetics and skincare products.

Supplements: Matcha powder is also offered in capsules, pills, and powdered supplements.

Matcha is traditionally used in Japan's traditional tea ceremony, where it is regarded as a sign of deference, friendliness, and harmony.

Due to the calming effects of the L-Theanine, some people use matcha as a way to improve their yoga and meditation practices.

Does matcha have caffeine?

Yes, caffeine is present in matcha. The Camellia sinensis plant, which also yields green, black, and oolong tea, is the source of the leaves used to manufacture matcha. Matcha contains more caffeine than other types of tea because the leaves are grown and processed specifically for this purpose.

Matcha's caffeine concentration varies depending on the powder's quality, although it is typically thought to be higher than that of other kinds of tea. Matcha typically includes 35 mg of caffeine per serving, or about the same as one cup of coffee. According to some research, matcha has up to three times as much caffeine as a typical cup of green tea.

Method for making Matcha?

Here is a  recipe for classic matcha tea:

Ingredients:

Matcha powder, 1 teaspoon

2 ounces (or 60 ml) of hot (between 175 and 180 °F) water

Optional: 1 to 2 teaspoons of honey or sugar (if desired)

Instructions:

To get rid of any lumps, sift the matcha powder through a fine mesh strainer.

Matcha powder, hot water, and sugar or honey (if used) should be whisked together in a small bowl until foamy.

Matcha mixture should be whisked in a "W" motion with a bamboo whisk while holding the bowl with one hand until a thick froth has formed on the tea's surface.

You can use a little electric whisk or a small metal whisk if you don't have a bamboo whisk.

The tea is ready to be served once it has frothed up and been thoroughly blended. Take some time to savour the distinct flavour and scent of your matcha tea.

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[focusdrinkselixir]

Are there focus increasing foods or drinks?

Water: Staying properly hydrated is crucial for cognitive function. Dehydration can lead to reduced concentration and cognitive abilities.

Fatty Fish: Fish like salmon, mackerel, and trout are rich in omega-3 fatty acids, which have been linked to improved cognitive function and memory.

Blueberries: These berries are known for their antioxidant properties and have been shown to have a positive impact on brain function and cognitive performance.

Nuts and Seeds: Almonds, walnuts, and flaxseeds are good sources of healthy fats, vitamins, and minerals that support brain health.

Leafy Greens: Spinach, kale, and other leafy greens are packed with vitamins and minerals, including folate and vitamin K, which are important for brain health.

Whole Grains: Foods like oatmeal, whole wheat bread, and brown rice provide a steady supply of energy to the brain and help maintain focus.

Dark Chocolate: Dark chocolate with a high cocoa content contains flavonoids, which may improve blood flow to the brain and enhance cognitive function.

Green Tea: Green tea contains L-theanine, an amino acid that can have a calming effect and may improve attention and focus.

Coffee: The caffeine in coffee can increase alertness and concentration in moderate amounts, but it’s important not to overconsume, as excessive caffeine can lead to restlessness and anxiety.

Turmeric: Curcumin, a compound found in turmeric, has anti-inflammatory and antioxidant properties, which may have a positive effect on brain health.

Eggs: Eggs are rich in choline, a nutrient that is a precursor to acetylcholine, a neurotransmitter important for memory and focus.

Avocado: Avocados are a good source of healthy fats and vitamin K, which support brain health.

Pumpkin Seeds: These seeds are high in magnesium, which can help with relaxation and focus.

It’s important to note that while certain foods and drinks can support focus and cognitive function, they are not a magical solution. A balanced diet, regular exercise, adequate sleep, and stress management are also crucial for maintaining and enhancing focus. Additionally, individual responses to these foods can vary, so what works for one person may not work the same way for another. It’s best to experiment with different options and observe how your body and mind respond to them.

Focus Elixir contains nootropics. Nootropics are proven to improve cognitive and physical abilities, such as memory, learning and concentration, as well as boosting energy and increasing motivation. Great right! That’s why we decided to put it in the bottle

[sollowellness]

Buy the Best Green Tea K Cups to Enjoy the Real Freshness of Green Tea

Are you looking for something different from the traditional things to get an amazing experience of enjoying the cup of green tea?

Do you want to enjoy cup of hot tea – freshly made from tea leaves?

For this, the right option of choosing the best green tea k cup – the right source to offer a convenient and flavorful way to enjoy the health benefits of green tea. Whether you're a tea enthusiast or someone looking to incorporate more antioxidants into your diet, green tea K cups provide a hassle-free brewing experience and can be used in a variety of recipes.

What Are Green Tea K Cups?

Green tea K cups are convenient and popular options for enjoying the benefits of green tea. K cups are single-serving pods that contain pre-measured amounts of green tea leaves, allowing for a quick and easy brewing process.

Green tea K cups are designed for use in Keurig or other compatible single-serve coffee makers

They are a convenient choice for those who prefer the simplicity and speed of brewing a single cup of green tea

These K cups are typically made from a combination of plastic and a paper filter

Green Tea K Cups ensure that the tea leaves are contained while allowing water to pass through for brewing.

One of the main benefits of green tea K cups is the preservation of freshness and flavor

The individual packaging of the tea leaves in each K cup helps to protect them from exposure to air, light, and moisture

In this way, this way can lead to a loss of flavor and antioxidants. You can enjoy a consistently fresh and flavorful cup of green tea every time you use a K cup. Green tea is known for its numerous health benefits. It is rich in antioxidants – linked to various health advantages that include improved heart health, reduced risk of certain cancers, and enhanced brain function.

By using green tea K cups, you can conveniently incorporate this healthy beverage into your daily routine. Apart from drinking green tea, the best green tea k cups can also be used in various recipes and applications. You can brew a strong cup of green tea using a K cup and then chill it to make a refreshing iced tea.

Green Tea K Cups Are Ideal for Green Tea-Infused Cookies or Cakes

Green tea K cups can also be used as a base for smoothies or added to recipes for baked goods, such as green tea-infused cookies or cakes. The versatility of green tea K cups allows you to explore different culinary creations and experiment with new flavors. When selecting green tea K cups, it's essential to choose high-quality options that use premium tea leaves. Look for K cups made from organic or sustainably sourced tea to ensure that you're getting a product that aligns with your values. Additionally, consider trying different flavors and blends of green tea, such as jasmine-infused or match a green tea K cup, to discover your personal favorites.

[jsms01]

Cow Ghee Benefits for Weight Loss ~ Nutrition guide | Diet Plan

Cow Ghee Benefits for Weight Loss 

Although ghee is consumed in many ways, do you drink ghee with ghee in your tea? People eat ghee in many ways. Because ghee is such a nutritious food that Ayurveda says that consumption of ghee is very beneficial for health.

But some people consume ghee directly because why to eat country cow ghee only in food. Along with this, people also drink ghee by adding it to hot water, milk, coffee etc. But have you ever had ghee in your tea? Most of us don't know that drinking ghee mixed with tea has many health benefits.Adding ghee to tea and drinking it is an easy way to reap the health benefits of ghee. Ghee is rich in healthy fats, linoleic acid, omega-3 and 9 fatty acids as well as vitamins A, K, E. It also has moisturizing and anti-inflammatory properties. Ghee mixed with tea can be beneficial for many health problems.Lots Of EnergyMany people like to start their day with a cup of tea. It helps to provide energy to the body by eliminating laziness. Ghee is rich in nutrients. Mixing ghee with tea gives instant energy and makes you feel refreshed throughout the day.The Mood Is GoodThe healthy fats in ghee are very beneficial for brain health. Drinking ghee mixed with tea helps to stimulate the nervous system and improve brain function. At the same time, it also helps to balance the hormones in the body, which prevents mood swings and irritability.Heart Will Be HealthyThe healthy fats in ghee help lower bad cholesterol. Additionally, it is also helpful in controlling blood pressure. Drinking ghee mixed with tea helps reduce the risk of heart attack and stroke.Improves MemoryGhee is very beneficial for the brain, it not only helps in improving brain function but also improves memory and sharpens the mind. Drinking ghee in tea can be very helpful in keeping the mind healthy.Strengthens ImmunityIf you consume ghee in tea, it also helps boost the body's immune system, which helps you reduce the risk of seasonal allergies besides colds, coughs, fevers, other viral infections.What Is The Proper Method Of Drinking Ghee In Tea?You can add 1 teaspoon of ghee to your regular tea in the morning and drink it. Try drinking ghee in herbal tea instead of regular tea, it is more beneficial for health. You can drink ghee in black tea, green tea, lemon tea and other teas. You can drink ghee in tea 2-3 times a day. Source link Read the full article

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S E N C H A . (early access, patreon)

Hi all! ♥

New set is here, it's super cozy & part of another beautiful collaboration SimspirationBuilds and I created. It contains 17 new meshes, including a tea set with all its clutter, cozy seating options, a beautiful antique table & a cute bamboo plant. Most of the swatches are inspired by natural materials, like wood, old stone, antique ceramic and soft linens. As usual, the full collab can be downloaded on our respective patreon pages, if you'd like to download SimspirationBuilds content and amazing build, you can find it on her page, here: [♥]  

↓ details & download link under the cut ↓

D O W N L O A D  L I N K : [X] (patreon, early access)

S E T   D E T A I L S :

Antique Wood Coffee Table - 5 swatches

Triangle Pillow Daybed - 13 swatches

Linen Square Pouf - 15 swatches

Bamboo Plant - 12 swatches

Wooden Pedestal - 6 swatches

Antique Tea Tin Can (3 Versions) - 12 swatches in total

Tea Pot - 14 swatches

Tea Pot Heater - 12 swatches

Empty Tea Cup - 13 swatches

Green Tea Cup - 13 swatches

Bamboo Matcha Wisk - 1 swatch

Wooden Tray - 4 swatches

Coasters (2 Versions) - 8 swatches

Tea Spoon - 8 swatches

** sencha will be released (free) on April 6th**

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[maximuswolf]

Industrial coffee maker for school recommendation please!

Industrial coffee maker for school recommendation please! Hi everyone,My coworker and I have been working for a long time to try and get our school to switch from the damned Keurig machine to a coffee maker that can grind and brew a decent cup. We have our own small coffee maker for the two of us but we have been pushing to get away from the plastic waste that the K Cups make each and every day. We tell the kids to be Green but our staff drinks an absurd number of those a day. It feels wrong.We finally got received permission to purchase a coffee maker for the school! Our school recently started to work with an organic coffee farm community in Costa Rica and that relationship has helped us argue our case. We will be buying whole beans directly from them and their quality is excellent. We have a budget of $1000 for this new machine and I would appreciate any help in selecting the right choice.I looked at the Wiki for equipment or suggestions and didn't see anything that fit this type of situation. If I missed the obvious link please let me know!Features it hopefully has:Coffee in one press. Ideally we can find a machine that can grind and brew a cup of coffee without needing to pack and tamp the basket. Teachers love the Keurig for the convenience in between classes and I would hate to have a great option only for everyone to never use it because they don't have the time. I know that Jura and other machines in that price range can make a good cup but we won't be spending that $4,500 just yet...Can make Americano/Drip. This seems to be far less common than I would have assumed. I love a good espresso but most of my coworkers wouldn't be thrilled if it was the only option.Not a nightmare to clean and maintain. I will probably be the one loading and cleaning this baby out since I have been pushing for it.Under $1,000. I don't see us getting any more than this but I am hoping we can save that much in K Cups sooner than the front office expects.Thank you for any advice or links. Submitted March 28, 2023 at 12:39AM by RhinoDoom https://ift.tt/RKQ5tJy via /r/Coffee

[olivethetreebitch]

[screaming from the void]

Three ships: Birdflash, Aizawa x Coffee (it’s a tag in my heart), Link x Midna.

First ship:. Yugi x Atem is the farthest one I can think of.

Fave Color: Green(s)

Last song: Freefall by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

Last movie in theaters: My family took me to see Quantummania (idk how to spell it)

Last show: Saiki K

Currently watching: ✨nothing✨ I’ve been doing school and reading fanfic that’s it

Currently reading: “The Roundabout Way of Fate” by itsmyartfan on ao3, donno how much I like it but so far it’s okay. I’m mostly going through the found family tag on different fandoms and seeing what I like (and re-reading copious amounts fics)

Currently working on: Trying to get my brain bunnies to agree on a fandom. It’s on ongoing war.

Currant obsession: Genshin Impact (MY BOI IS IN THE ARCHON QUEST IM SO HAPPY-), my own LU inspired au, the Batfam bunny has never left and neither has the Yugioh bunny. I’m currently reading bnha fics because I don’t even want to go near any cannon of any fandom rn. I don’t need concrete evidence I need family feels goddamnit.

I’ve had three hours of sleep in the past two days so forgive me if I am wonky

@black-cat-babe @coffeecece @kjpurplepineapple @squigglywindy @supermodelcats @quirkle2 @whatcouldpossiblyg0wr0ng @yuseishusband @feathernuggetz

Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better

Thanks for the tag @louwhose !

Three Ships: Zelink, Malink, and Sylki

First ship: umm idk Finn McMissile/Holly Shiftwell I guess? But I like barely shipped them. It was more of a ‘oh well this fic is pretty good so I’ll put up with the pairing’ kinda thing XD If we’re talking first serious ship then Sylki

Fave colour: blue

Last song: Heartbreak Feels So Good by Fall Out Boy

Last movie in theaters: Thor Love and Thunder I think? I don’t go to theaters much lol

Last show: Hero’s Purpose

Currently watching: …nothing (I’ve been too busy playing Majora’s Mask lol)

Currently reading: whatever fluffy or whumpy fic I can get my hands on

Currently working on: too many wips

Current obsession: Legend of Zelda and Linked Universe (it’s not obvious at all 🙃)

No pressure tags: @telemna-hyelle @skyward-floored @tired-twili @zeldaelmo @blossomingwaters @uncleskyrule @srah-the-violist aaand I can’t think of anyone else cause my brain has stopped cooperating

[ethanesimp]

DON’T BURN THE PANCAKES // E.T.

Pairing: Ethan Torchio x GN! Reader 

Summary: Your daughter’s idea of cooking breakfast for you doesn’t go as well as she’d hoped for.  

Warnings: Just swearing, this is pure fluff

Word Count: 3.1k

Masterlist // Taglist link in bio

Taglist: @superchrystaldrug @ethaneskin @dont-let-me-drown-in-you @bidet-and-legolas @gretavanfleetlove @victoriadeangeliswifey @selenophiliaxx @tabi-toast @queen-of-brokenhearts @ohtorchio @geklutst-ei @soraya825​ @juststalking​ @cruz-ata

A/N: I will not accept any criticism on me calling his child Marlena. I thought it was cute and maybe something one of the band members would eventually do? I hope this is cute enough and that it doesn’t suck? My brain is completely fried from school so yeah!

The sky was slowly starting to get painted orange and birds had just begun chirping when Ethan was woken up by someone poking his cheek repeatedly. He'd been trying to ignore it, but the little lady doing it was persistent and wouldn't back down until she saw him open his brown eyes.

So, with a quiet groan as to not wake you, he gently removed the arm that was wrapped around your waist and turned around to look at the little girl who was sitting down on the bed, patiently waiting for him to wake up.

He offered her a lopsided smile and ruffled up her messy dark brown hair. She giggled and pushed his hand away, "Stop it, daddy!" She squealed. Ethan brought a finger to his lips and pointed at you sleeping peacefully beside him.

She nodded and shot him an apologetic smile. Ethan shook his head and got up from the bed. He lifted her into his arms without much effort and carried her out of your shared bedroom. He closed the door behind him and turned to kiss her cheek, "Good morning cara mia." 

"Good morning daddy," She mumbled and nuzzled her face into his chest as she yawned. 

Ethan laughed lightly, "Still tired Mar?" She immediately shook her head no and asked him to let her down. When he did, little Marlena took his hand in hers and dragged him to the kitchen as quickly as her little feet would allow.

It was your birthday today and, just like every year, she'd come up with a plan to give you something special and had asked Ethan for help. He'd taken her to the mall a few days back so she could pick up a present and the night before after you went to bed, he'd stayed up with Marlena to help her make your birthday card. All that was left were the pancakes she wanted to make you because, according to her, cakes were already overdone and you deserved something different and special, just like you. 

Her statement had warmed Ethan's heart and he agreed without complaint even if he was aware of just how difficult it'd be to clean the kitchen after they were done. She was always so excited about giving you both presents on any occasion she got and he wouldn’t deny either of you the joy you’d surely feel for Marlena’s little gesture. 

Ethan set her down on the counter and went to retrieve the pancake mix they’d bought while at the mall, “Okay, so what do you want to do? I’ve got the heart molds you asked for. Would you like to use them or should we just make some normal ones?”

She shook her head and pointed at the red heart-shaped cookie cutter that sat on the counter, “I think they’d like the hearts better,” He nodded in agreement and starting collecting the bowl and spoon they’d need to mix the batter.

He stood there and silently watched her mix everything together as music softly played from his phone which was sitting beside her on the counter. Ethan found himself nodding his head along to the songs he’d heard countless times on the cartoons Marlena watched every morning.

When finished, his daughter tilted the bowl towards him. Ethan smiled and gave her a thumbs up. He quickly greased one of the large pans, placed the heart-shaped mold on it, and poured a bit of the pancake mixture in. He repeated the process a few times until the whole pan was covered.

Right after he was done, loud cries were heard from the nursery. Ethan cursed under his breath and turned to Marlena, “I’ll be right back amore. Just stay there and please don’t go near the stove, kay?”

After receiving a nod, Ethan rushed out of the room and up the stairs. He walked into the nursery you’d both painted a pale yellow a few months back. He leaned down in front of the little cot and picked up the six-month-old baby girl wrapped in a little green blanket.

Ethan brought her close to his chest as he slowly moved his weight from one foot to the other and gently swayed his fingers side to side. She slowly started to quiet down and instead, a small smile appeared on her face at the sight of her dad. He cooed when she reached up for him with her tiny hands.

Unfortunately for him, all that peace lasted for merely a few minutes because then she started crying as loud as she could. He tried to sway her just a bit harder as he looked around the room for her pacifier so she’d quiet down while he got her bottle ready, otherwise, you’d be woken up and the surprise would be ruined.

Ethan sighed in relief when he spotted the little blue thing sitting on top of the dresser. However, his face fell as he turned to grab it and saw you leaning on the doorway out of the corner of his eye.

He turned around and offered you a small smile. You rubbed your eye and yawned, still exhausted, as you walked closer to him and took her from his arms, “I’ve got it tesoro, don’t worry. I can go get her a bottle.”

Ethan quickly shook his head, “No N/N, please let me. It’s your birthday and you should relax,” He insisted, hoping you’d just agree so he wouldn’t have to spoil Marlena’s surprise.

You raised an eyebrow in amusement at his words but nodded anyway, “Fine. I’ll accept because I wouldn’t mind a little nap,” You mumbled and carefully handed him the baby. You’d heard him and little Marlena talk about your surprise, but who were you to ruin it? Instead, you’d just go back to bed and wait for your little angel to bring you breakfast.

Before you could leave the room, Ethan grabbed your hand and pulled you close to him. He quickly kissed your forehead, “Happy birthday, amore mio. We can celebrate later, yeah?” He teased and playfully smacked your ass. You shook your head and laughed at his antics before leaving the room. 

He walked down the stairs with the baby in his arms only to find his other daughter pouting as she sat on the counter, waiting for him to return. She pointed at the stove, where the pancakes sat, with smoke coming out of the pan and all that was in it was now a dark color. 

Ethan sighed and dumped the pan on the sink with his free hand. Then he opened all the windows and swatted at the air with a towel to try and dissipate the smoke before it reached the fire detector and the alarm went off. 

Ethan turned to look at his daughter, who was still pouting and looked almost on the verge of tears. He delicately cupped her cheek, “Hey, it’s okay. I’ll clean this up and then I’ll give you stuff to make more batter, okay?” She nodded and smiled gratefully at him. Ethan nodded and stood up straight as he felt the baby in his arms begin to stir. 

He quickly gathered all the ingredients and placed them by the counter for his daughter to measure and mix. Ethan had taught her to cook the most basic things like eggs and pancakes ever since she was younger. Now she insisted on doing most things, like mixing or measuring ingredients, by herself.

He rushed to prepare the bottle for the baby as Marlena stayed distracted singing along to the music playing from his phone and mixed the pancake batter once again. Ethan moved around the room with ease, already used to doing things around the house while he held a baby in his arm. 

Once they’d finished, Marlena insisted on carefully carrying the plate filled with pancakes and neatly chopped fruit up to your room while he carried the coffee, your birthday card, and present in his free hand. It was a bit hard and he had to walk up the stairs at a remarkably slow pace, but he managed anyway.

Even if things hadn’t gone that great at first, your reaction upon receiving your breakfast and letter, and how happy your daughter looked made everything worth it in Ethan’s mind. He loved the three of you more than words could ever express and he’d be willing to do anything only to see you smile.

[tortilla-of-courage]

K:

Imagine The Links trying coffee for the first time! Im trying to figure out how they'd react and all my ideas are horrendous and awful

Wars: "Ew, this tastes like dirt" Shotguns it and throws the mug down with a violent head jerk

Time: "What do you expect? It was ground this morning!" Later wondering why his old man bathroom schedule is suddenly 4 hours ahead of schedule

Four: Suddenly splits into Four practically right after the first sip.

Red starts running around and talking about whatever he sees.

Vio sits down with a tired expression and continues drinking the coffee.

Blue makes exaggerated gagging sounds and spits, complaining about dirt water

Green is eyeing up the coffee mug in Vio's hands and weighing how much being the leader is worth.

Wild: Downs it without a second thought and starts commenting on what he could add to it (Pepper, vanilla, caramel, put it in a cake)

Twi: "I can't say much for the taste, but It sure wakes you up!" Then leaves to do his morning chores with a smile on his face, perkier than usual.

Legend: "This is fucking disgusting, give me another!" Proceeds to drink the whole pot then take a nap.

Sky: Drinks it with a weird expression, not sure if he likes it or not, Immediately runs to the outhouse afterwards. Makes it a regular drink when Wars cooks.

Wind: He's running around like a kid on a sugar high, he's talking too fast to understand and is suddenly playing tag with Red? They are supervised until further notice.

Hyrule: Turns into fairy form so he can soak in the coffee. "It smells better than it tastes, so warm."

okay i love all of these but Time's joke at the beginning still has me cackling so i cant concentrate enough to type a better reply