#Magic Spoon Cereal

[druidian]

ChocZero S'mallows

I’ve come across a few keto-friendly marshmallows over the years, but none of them have ever been quite right… They weren’t the right consistency, they melted into a goo instead of fluff or toasting, or they didn’t taste quite right. No more! ChocZero has recently introduced “S’mallows“, a damn-near-perfect low-carb marshmallow. They taste right. They feel right. They melt correctly. They…

[exactly4spiders]

I’ve said it before an I’ll say it again Magic Spoon cereal is absolutely disgusting. It’s nowhere near worth the ridiculous price. It was like eating styrofoam that someone painted. Just buy regular cereal, carbs won’t kill you, you’ll be fine. And if carbs really are a major problem for you maybe just skip the cereal altogether

[marlynnofmany]

Me: "I wonder what story inspiration is in this room right now."

Me, immediately: "Oh, there it is."

Me: "That definitely looks like it has magic in it. I'll bet it's a bowl of glowing colors to mage-sight. What if it's a villain's pixie traps? Or it pulls in ambient energy from the weave of reality itself? Or maybe these are for planting seeds of magic in the ground, and roots will sprout through all the holes. Or--"

Me: "Right, I need to eat my breakfast and get going."

[bowlzone]

Todays cereal is Magic Spoon Cocoa!

Initial impressions: I'll be honest, I impulse bought these because I liked the box. Perhaps Magic Spoon's aggressive online advertising seeped into my brain and jumped out the second I saw these in real life or perhaps it was entirely down to the presence of the whacked out dog on the front, we shall never know. Either way, this box of cereal was an extortionately expensive $10, so as a result I am going into this bowl with the hardened attitude of someone who knows they have been ripped off. I hope I can move beyond this bitterness into a fair review.

Post bowl thoughts: I cannot move beyond the bitterness into a fair review. Magic Spoon bills itself as a 'delicious childlike cereal for grown-ups', which I now know to mean they have made a cereal so utterly repellent to children it needs to be explicitly stated that this is not for them. There is no sugar in this bowl of cereal, and the sticky chocolate coating that ineffectively covers the pale white hoops is almost savoury. I would not be opposed in the slightest if, say, the chocolate was some sort of richly dark and bitter coating, but unfortunately it's not a strong taste in any way. Once again, blandness is the cardinal cereal sin.

The best part of the bowl is the cereal base, which manages to be an acceptable texture, a feat unusual in the world of gluten free cereals. It's certainly more crispy than crunchy and it does admittedly have a grainy mouthfeel but overall, if it had come with more of a substantial flavouring, I can see it being pleasant. I also love the fact that the hoops are kind of squashed looking, without a consistency of shape. It adds a whimsy to a cereal that lacks any flavour appeal.

At the end of the day, although there are parts to be appreciated about this bowl, the overall insipid nature of the cereal experience means that I simply cannot recommend spooning out $10 for these.

[alinabohoru]

Magic Spoon Cereal

A series of cereal boxes I illustrated for the good guys at MS, each with its own flavor and characters to match.

Magic Spoon x Sway LA TIKTOK Collab

Jelly Donut

Chocolate Peanut Butter

Other Flavors:

Honey Graham

Oatmeal Cookie

Chocolate Chip Cookie

S'mores

[eldritch-queern-magicat]

We found the fancy Magic Spoon cereal on the way to get sweet potato chips from the organic aisle at the store yesterday. They had cocoa, fruity, cinnamon, and maple waffle flavors. We got the maple waffle, but to be honest the price made me die a little inside. It's definitely an actual treat to get it, maybe once a month. I've been dying to try it, though, since they sponsor at least one of my favorite YouTubers. I can't wait to open it up and taste it. Please please please live up to the hype--🤤

(I just feel like being weird don't mind me.)

-Galaco ☄️😺

[creepyjirachi]

i have become a deranged cerealhead. a true cereal lover

[ketoguy40]

Magic Spoon Cereal: A Tasty and Healthy Breakfast Option

If you’re looking for a quick and nutritious breakfast to fuel your day, Magic Spoon cereal is a fantastic option, especially for those following a keto or low-carb diet like me. Every morning, I enjoy one serving (one cup) of Magic Spoon drenched in unflavored almond milk, plus a tall glass of almond milk on the side. It’s a satisfying way to kickstart my day, and here’s why.

Nutritional Facts

Magic Spoon is designed to cater to health-conscious individuals. Here’s what one serving (1 cup) of the cereal typically includes:

• Calories: Around 140-150

• Protein: 13-14g (a great source of protein to help keep you full)

• Carbs: 10g total carbs, but only 4g net carbs after factoring in 6g of dietary fiber

• Fat: 7-8g depending on the flavor

• Sugar: 0g (yes, it’s sweetened with natural, zero-sugar alternatives like allulose and monk fruit)

This combination makes Magic Spoon an ideal cereal for those who want to avoid high-carb options while still enjoying a bowl of delicious, sweet cereal without the sugar spike.

The Price Tag

However, one thing to keep in mind is the price. Magic Spoon is considerably more expensive than traditional cereals, averaging around $10 per box. While that can seem steep for cereal, the quality ingredients and tailored nutritional profile make it worth the investment for many. Plus, it’s a great way to stay on track with your diet without sacrificing taste!

Overall, Magic Spoon is a breakfast favorite in my keto journey—nutritious, low-carb, and delicious.

[sleepysuccubuswife]

thinking about how this cereal that went around in youtube sponsorships for a while is called magic spoon but has these corporate google drawings for mascots instead of a wizard who uses a spoon to grant +30 nutrients

[pagesofkenna]

saw the podcast 'cereal' at target and bought the chocolate flavor on a whim

regret. don't love it

[exactly4spiders]

Gotta be honest folks. Just tried magic spoon cocoa flavor cereal. Been hearing about it from YouTuber sponsored segments and on The Empty Bowl podcast. Saw Walmart was selling it and figured I could try a healthier alternative when the cereal cravings hit.

Took one bite and immediately spit it out. This had to be the grossest cereal I’ve ever had… what the heck is this stuff even made of? Styrofoam?! Sure felt like it.

[nickgerlich]

New Cereality

I confess. They say it is good for the soul anyway. When I was a young lad, I was a slave to my bowl and spoon at breakfast. I did this for years, until I went off to university and a variety of cooked foods were available at the Caf. I would plow through box after box of Cap’n Crunch until I got sick of it, then switch to Life or some other sugary confection. 

“More milk, Mom!”

I couldn’t tell you the last time I had a bowl of cereal. I know I slipped into my childhood ways once out on my own, but that faded long ago. I now cook something every morning. I don’t miss it a bit, and love sautéing vegetables and blending them into my Just Egg. Talk about eating healthily. I guess getting old makes you think more about these things.

There’s a reason why America has fallen in love with heavily processed, sugar-laden breakfast cereals. We have an abundance of wheat and corn here, and the myriad varieties available are just a way to try to get us to consume some of it. The sweeteners, of course, are also derived from corn. Every time you eat a bowl of cereal, you are keeping midwest farmers in business.

And now, relying on their firm belief that many adults secretly crave a bowl of their childhood, Magic Spoon has made a complete line of “healthier” cereals available. They are low-carb, high-protein, and have zero sugars. I suppose if you paired it with a nice low-fat plant-based milk, you could almost call this “health food,” but that’s on you.

Starting out as a DTC company, Magic Spoon wandered into the retail weeds last year by distributing through Target stores. The market test has been so successful that they are now expanding to Walmart, Kroger, and Albertson’s, to the tune of 6800 retail stores.

While this all sounds fantastic at the surface, you better get ready for some sticker shock. While an 18.8-ounce box of Cheerios costs about $5 at Target these days, the much smaller seven-ounce boxes of Magic Spoon clock in at $9 or $10, depending on variety. At the extremes, that comes out to a range from 26.6 cents per ounce to $1.43 per ounce. Ouch! That’s enough to make you pour a little less into your bowl each morning.

Or just make this an occasional treat. And who can eat just one ounce? Heck, when I was a kid, I was slurping down two or three bowls every morning. You could wind up on the poor farm pretty fast if you’re doing that with Magic Spoon.

Magic Spoon is considered a darling among DTC firms, and on multiple levels. First, they identified a niche in a hugely saturated—and even declining—market. And then they quickly transitioned from DTC to also utilizing traditional retail. Of course, whenever you use middlemen, you give up a significant portion of the profit margin between manufacturing cost and full retail.

But then again, in Magic Spoon’s case, they gained 6800 points of access. That alone is hard to do, but even more so in a retail sector controlled by slotting fees that big companies pay to get premier shelf space.

All told, this is one big bowl of success thus far, and as long as they can keep adults paying premium prices to indulge, they are sitting on a gold mine of flakes, Os, and other shapes. Pass the milk—cow, almond, or otherwise—and keep eating. And I confess. I might just try some.

Dr “Especially If They Could Just Duplicate Cap’n Crunch…“ Gerlich

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[olsenmyolsen]

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master list . dark master list

If I said best song on TTPD, then what???

MCU (Female Reader X Wanda Maximoff)

Summary: You and Wanda Maximoff used to be something, but now that you're with Natasha Romanoff, Wanda can't stand by and let it happen.

Word Count: 1.4K

Content: Pissed Off Wanda, Manipulation, Cheating(?)

Wanda hated seeing you with Natasha.

She hated how the redhead whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you cooked dinner. She hated seeing how Natasha's arms held you tight after a mission. Wanda mostly hated how she looked at you. When Wanda truly looked at you. Wanda could see the pain hidden behind the glare.

Wanda hates how you treated her and how she treated you in return.

On top of that, she regrets calling it off too early. But now she hates the idea of you with someone else.

The images of you and Natasha are driving her crazy.

So, as she stands in front of her mirror in a white shirt and a lilac short skirt that fits her like skin, she smiles.

She's gonna get you back.

You're no better than a man when you see the way Wanda glides into the kitchen for breakfast. The body-hugging skirt leaves little to the imagination while making your mouth dry.

Wanda feels your gaze on her as she keeps her back to you. Using her magic to grab a bowl and spoon for cereal, keeping a laugh inside as she hears your thoughts.

You look away when she turns around but look right back up with a spoon clatters against the hardwood. You go red when you see Wanda bent over, picking up the spoon.

The color of her panties matches the skirt.

"Hey!" Natasha's voice makes you jump as she enters the kitchen with a smile. Wanda finishes gathering her cereal in the meantime. She knows this part of her plan worked just by how hard you're trying to keep your focus on Natasha and not Wanda and her body. "You woke up before me. That never happens!" Natasha makes a casual joke that you give a half-hearted chuckle at. "Yeah, just wanted an early start today, I guess."

Wanda takes one last look at you before she leaves the room. Your eyes catch her green ones, and you just about stop breathing when she winks at you.

"You're mine."

The following week, Stark is throwing a party for god knows what the occasion was, but it doesn't matter. You need something like this for one reason or another.

(Wanda and Wanda.)

So, as you walk with your arms linked with Natasha's, you find all eyes on the two of you. Natasha is dressed in a strapless thigh-high slit silver dress. You opted for an all-black tux that Natasha couldn't wait to tear off you later.

And you with her dress.

You smiled and kissed her cheek while she made small talk with colleagues, and you felt the burn of green eyes on you.

Wanda was stewing across the party, in a tight black dress that complimented your tux better than Natasha did. You and Natasha looked stunning.

She hated it.

So, with her mind on autopilot, Wanda downed the remainder of her glass and kept her burning desire trained on you.

After days of teasing, Wanda didn't feel close to accomplishing her goal. So, with misguided judgment, she rolled her tongue over her lips and found herself standing in the garage.

A golf club in her hand.

Luxury cars that Tony spent too much money on never to drive were the first pieces of machinery Wanda saw before she walked further and further down that aisle.

A loud click bounced off the walls with every step of her heels. Until. Wanda finally stopped in front of your bike.

Wanda remembers times when you'd spend all day with this stupid junk—fixing it up and taking it for a spin, being too loud and careless. God, Wanda hated it. But she also loved it because it made you happy.

But Wanda did at some point, too.

A memory of her arms wrapped around you while you sped around the compound plays out.

Wanda unconsciously screams and takes a swing, hitting the headlight right in the middle of the bike. Glass spraying around her. With a gasp, Wanda takes a step back, surprised by her actions, before she grips the club harder and swings for the fences.

39 times.

Wanda had a date a few weeks after Starks party. Your bike was totaled, and Wanda had another date.

You couldn't fucking believe it.

You felt like you had been going crazy with Wanda lately. She was gone one minute and was always around the next, in short skirts or revealing tops. Wanda was there. She acted friendly, and then, in a second, she couldn't stand you.

You couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening.

Was she getting me back?

One way or another?

You sighed as you sat down on your bed at the compound. Natasha was gone on a mission, and even if you wanted to talk to her, you couldn't really do it about Wanda.

You would be lying if you said you didn't miss Wanda at times when Natasha wouldn't get your jokes or how her and Wanda's idea of nights in were different.

On top of that, you missed Wanda's touch. You hate to say it, but you miss feeling her skin under your hand or hearing her whispered sighs escape through her lips.

You groan and lift up from the bed. You head down to the gym to distract yourself. It's empty when you get there and by the time you're finishing up. Yet, with your headphones in and your back to the door. You don't hear Wanda enter the room.

Wanda had listened to your thoughts repeatedly for the last two hours. She had smiled wide and touched herself briefly as your frustrated moans left you. She knew how close she was to getting you back.

So, as you hummed to your music, Wanda gently walked towards you.

You stopped and turned around when red magic surrounded the equipment you were using. "Wanda?" You questioned as you paused your music. She was wearing a black sports bra and bike shorts.

But god, did they stick to her like glue.

"Hi Y/n." Wanda moved closer. "What are you doing here?" You asked after swallowing your nerves and trying to keep your eyes from roaming her body. "Just thought I'd get a workout in before my date," Wanda said with a wide smile that upset you. Wanda's words were making you think twice about what happened between the two of you.

But one thing was for certain.

Her date could never do the things I could.

Wanda raised an eyebrow at that and stepped closer to you. "You've told your friends you hate me, but you love me just the same." You remained stoic even if your lips moved slightly. "Come on. Y/n.." Wanda practically moaned as she stepped closer again with a smirk. Bringing her hand up to your body and dragging her index finger from your chin to your breast.

Only stopping when you grabbed her.

"We tried the whole bygones will be bygones thing," Wanda said as she lifted her eyes from your sweaty and toned body to your beautiful eyes. Eyes she missed, looking at her with softness and lust. "I've tried harder than you." You said, making Wanda roll her eyes.

She was playing a game.

"I don't see what if done wrong," Wanda questioned. "I see the whispers in your eyes, baby. You want me." You dropped Wanda's hand and shook your head. Your thoughts descending into actions of you taking Wanda right here and now mixed with Natasha and her broken heart. "You're poison." You speak with your face inches from Wanda's. "I'm poison either way." Wanda's words cut through you easily.

She'll always be around whether she taints your thoughts and actions or keeps to herself. Wanda will always be there.

"You have someone." You say, but Wanda laughs. "You have someone, too."

You should leave, but you can't bring yourself to do it.

Wanda smiles before she pulls you forward and collides your lips with hers. A simple thing turns into a heated make-out session that leaves both breathless.

And yet Wanda pushes you away when you reach for her shorts. "I need to get started on my workout." She says with a breath between each third word. You shake your head and try again, but Wanda stops you. "Oh, honey..." Wanda coos. "You didn't think it would be that easy. Did you?" You stare at Wanda as she clicks her tongue. "I always have the upper hand, Y/n."

Wanda then looks outside as a Quinjet flies by. You're too busy scanning Wanda's face.

"Looks like she's home," Wanda says as she turns back to you. "And don't worry, I won't say anything." Wanda shrugs before turning away, leaving you standing still as your fingers touch your lips. Still a taste of Wanda. "Oh, and Y/n."

You pull your eyes to her.

"I'm gonna get you back."

dividers by @/benkeibear

[bigboigorgeous]

I'm becoming that person

You know the kind. The ones that casually start a tumblr just to like and reblog stuff about gaining. Yeah, I like the belly I've noticed on myself too - but I'm not like these obvious feedees. I have self control. I know how to say no to an extra snack. To stop eating after 8pm. My clothes are tight right now - if I let myself go I'm going to need to buy the next size up in both shirt and pants. So yeah. I got this under control. I have to.

I'm becoming that person. Yeah, I just ate dinner, but I need my dessert right away. A cookie now. Some gummies later. Then a cup of cereal. And 3-4 scoops of peanut butter just before bed. Look, the gaining thing is hot. I've been having fun just feeling good about my fat. Feeling turned on by my fat. Besides, winter is coming. I joke to people that it's 'fat boy fall'. We all gotta store up, right?

I'm becoming that person.

I can't get off unless I'm envisioning myself getting fatter. Sometimes it's a montage over the next year, imagining my soft body through various stages. Various pants sizes. Popped buttons. God, I want to burst out of my clothes with fat. Other times, I imagine a magic force making me gain all at once. I think of overflowing my clothing. When I bend over these days, my love handle stick out. Sometimes I stand up and my shirt goes with me, exposing a sliver of my widening belly. But I can't let it get that far. I buy a funnel from the store down the street. Just for the thrill. I'm not going to use it.

I'm becoming a fat person.

I stare at myself in the mirror and tell myself I don't look that big. I still fit in the same shirts I did a year ago. Well... "fit". They are tighter. The waistband of my jeans rolls over on itself, straining to keep in my widening girth. Girth. People would use that word when thinking about me. I stare at the XL undershirts and size 42 jeans in my online shopping cart. I close out the window. That can't be me. I can't let that be me. Besides... I like how tight my current jeans feel. When I burst the button, then I'll have earned those new jeans.

I am a fat person.

A breakfast bar (200 calories) and a cinnamon roll (400 calories) for breakfast. Pizza (800~ calories) for lunch. Burger and fries (1200 calories) for dinner. Then a constant graze of deserts that I don't keep track of. 2-4 spoonfuls of peanut butter? Wait how many did I have? I was just eating it without thinking. My shirt slides up over my belly as lie down in bed and cum myself to sleep.

[rainroses45]

Magic Mayhem

✧description: You tried out a new spell and well lets just say things didn't turn out how they were suppose to ✧a/n: I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT DEAN SCREAMING WHAHAHA (Not Edited) ✧song inspo: I Love it - Icona Pop ✧Warning: hopefully you will laugh your ass off and if you aren't...welp I dont know

“Who tf summoned an alpaca?!?” Dean yelled, the bowl of cereal he once held now on the floor spilling milk and coco puffs.

“Shit I said santa NOT ALPACA,” you ran into the kitchen, sliding across with socks. You grabbed the doorway, pushing yourself off it in order to slide back into frame.

“I thought we said no magic in the bunker!” Dean stood frozen watching as the cute creature ate out of his bowl. “Awww come on man I was going to eat that,” Dean groaned, “that was the last serving.”

All of a sudden a fluttering sound came from behind you, “I thought there were extinct already,” said a deadpan voice.

“Great, Y/n you brought an alpaca back from the dead next thing you know i’m going to see the good dinosaur in the tub.” Dean rolled his eyes as Cas approached the alpaca.

“To be fair…” you tried to find an excuse, “yeah I don’t got anything,” you shrugged your shoulders, “sue me.”

“I shall ride this to the supermarket.” Cas flipped the bottom of his trench coat trying to hop on top of the animal.

“Isn’t that animal cruelty,” Dean raised his eyebrow, which was completely ignored with sarcastic “bark bark” from Cas.

“I call shot gun,” you darted towards the alpaca in excitement, you totally forgot to look where you were going and just like humpty dumpty - down you went.

“OH FUCK-“

Before Dean or Cas could catch you, Sam walked in, “so I found the- what the fuck did I just walk in on?”

In front of him was Cas on an alpaca who was eating off the cereal on the floor. Dean with a plastic spoon in a fighting position, and you on the floor limbs up like a dead cockroach.

All Sam could do was open and close his mouth before muttering “I’m sorry I was even born,” before leaving the room.

You managed to reach for one of the alpacas hooves and felt her soft fur underneath your fingertips.

“We should name him Pooshie.” You smiled, the alpaca closed her eyes as she leaned into your touch. She was so cute and fluffy.

“No.” Dean looked at you like you were crazy.

“What do you mean- no?” You looked back at him in shock.

“I mean no, would you like me to say it in French?! Oui No!”

Cas tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed, “I don’t think you used that-“ “Shut up Cas.”

“She is not going to make a mess, please Dean, please.” You looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “I promise she-“

And what do you know, the alpaca happened to projectile puked just as Sam walked back through the door.

The room went quiet as all eyes looked at Sam.

“Don’t you dare.” Sam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “I should have stayed dead.”

“Okay maybe we can keep the tiny giraffe.” Dean smirked, watching Sam waddle out of the kitchen never to return back as long as the stupid animal was there.

“ITS AN ALPACA!”

“Yeah well it’s a health hazard but as long as it doesn’t eat my food anymore then it can stay with you.”

You jumped up from the floor, quickly lurching towards Dean with a hug. “I promise that Pooshie won’t make anymore mess.”

Dean patted your back, “well you might want to get the bucket and mop.”

“Oh great.” You turned around to see Cas holding his trench coat in disgust.

“This creature urinated on me.”

Yeah, umm maybe a pet Alpaca was not the best choice.

[ashlovesrescuebots]

Please excuse my awful attempt at a onehsot . ( I wrote this because I'm on art block )

" want anything ? " Cody asks as he reaches into the fridge .

Frankie shakes her head , " not that I could think of " , she shrugs with an undecided look on her face . Cody hums before opening the freezer , his eyes light up . " Sweet ! Dad bought ice cream " . Cody eagerly grabs it , setting on the table . Frankie walks over to the table . " Ooo , can I get some of that ? " She asks , pointing to the unopened , plastic wrapped , vanilla bean ice cream tub . " Of course " Cody replies .

" Do you want anything on it ? " Cody asks , digging through the cabinets for bowls . Frankie shakes her head polity . He then stops , a disappointed look on his face . " Ugh , Kade used all the bowls again . "

Watching Cody scramble through the cabinets with hopeful intent that somehow , magically there are some sort of container they can eat out of . Frankie thinks to herself wondering how Cody and Kade could possibly be related in any shape or form , cause if you think about it the only thing that makes them siblings is their sibling one-uping and care for each other . It makes Frankie rethink the burns kids , they were too one of Griffin Rock's many phenomena . She snaps out of her thoughts once Cody sets a plastic square shaped bowl in front of her .

" sorry Frankie , we only have leftover containers " Cody apologizes . Frankie just shakes her head , " it's okay , don't worry " . Full on expects them to go to the table and talk , she watches Cody mash raw cookie dough into his ice cream . Then , pours special K cereal ?? Into it . Mashing it together with his spoon . After that , he takes chocolate milk and pours at least 5 teaspoons worth of chocolate milk in and topping it off with leftover Halloween candy .

Oh . Frankie then comes to realization on how Kade and Cody are related .