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Cocina “Pizza dulce a tres chocolates”
¿Qué platos te gustaría cocinar? Pizza dulce a tres chocolatesIngredientes: 1 base de pizza fresca o congelada 100 ml de nata o leche evaporada 2 cucharadas soperas de chocolate puro en polvo 2 cucharadas soperas de azúcar moreno 100 g de chocolate fondant al 55% 50 g de chocolate blancoPreparación: Precalentar el horno a 175°C con calor solo abajo. En un bol, mezclar la nata o leche…
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Uh oh, it looks like Lewis got himself into some trouble! Are the other contestants as lucky as they seem at this moment? Find out what the judges have to say about their dishes in the next segment.
Previous / Next (Transcript under the cut)
(1.) [Andrea] We are overjoyed to have the three of you as judges. Please, talk amongst yourselves while I check on the chefs.
(2.) N/A
(3.) [Sofia] Wow, everyone is so focused!
[Mia] They're adorable, aren't they? What dish are you looking forward to the most, Sofia?
[Carlo] Nothing in particular catches my attention, thanks for asking.
(4.) N/A
(5.) [Andrea] Chef Alex, tell me, how is it going over here?
[Alex] Great. My potatoes are boiling and I'll make sure to season them well once they're done. Also, I'm sauteing the merguez sausages and keeping a close eye on them.
(6.) [Alex] Andrea is nice and welcoming. I like her a lot.
(7.) [Lewis] It's smooth sailing over here! My vinaigrette is just how I want it to be. I'll get everything else done in a jiffy, except for my croutons. I don't want 'em to get stale.
(8.) [Andrea] Chef Dulce, how are you doing, sweetie?
(9.) [Dulce] It's going really well. I put a lot of thought into the amount of all the ingredients I'm using. Everything needs to complement each other.
(10.) [Rubiya] I couldn't be happier with how my spaghetti is turning out. I drained the pasta when it was still a little undercooked because it's going to keep cooking as I mix in the sauce and other ingredients. I want the texture and flavors to be perfect.
(11.) [Mia] Chefs, you have 5 minutes left on the timer! Make sure you start plating now if you haven't yet.
(12.) [Rubiya] I'm cutting it a bit close, but I got this!
(13.) [Sofia] Chef Alex seems like they're about done. I like their plating.
[Mia] Oh no, I'm concerned about Chef Lewis.
(14.) [Lewis] Oh, no no no no no no no-
(15.) [Lewis] Okay, looks like you CAN mess up a salad. My croutons didn't have that nice golden brown color yet, and with the time running out, I decided to turn up the heat a little. Big mistake. I have burnt croutons now.
(16.) [Alex] Good thing that ain't me.
(17.) [Dulce] Perfect!
(18.) [N/A]
(19.) [Andrea] Hands up, chefs! Your 30 minutes are up. Please come to the front of the judges' table
(20) [N/A]
#nobody asked you carlo#also we're gonna pretend that the jar says “tomato sauce” and not “strawberry” okay (it's too cute!! made by jennisims)#also dulce is calling her pizza wedges perfect.. she's not saying what happened to lewis is a good thing (just caught this while editing)#and we're also gonna pretend those are pizza wedges and not a whole pizza (like i said.. we're gonna use our imagination here and there)#dulce alegria#rubiya jabal#lewis mack#alex marino#andrea mixon#sofia bjergsen#mia d'angelo-ramirez#carlo mancini#tjolc#tjolc gen 1#alegria legacy#matchalovertrait#sims 4#sims 4 legacy#ts4 gameplay#ts4 legacy#sims 4 screenshots
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Buenas Noches Camaradas! hoy es dia de los Muertos o Difuntos! veremos qué nos depara la noche de Halloween! Dulce o Truco?
Lo que es yo me voy a la Ciudad Gótica! a pasar la noche escuchando Hardcore Crust y Punk Rock!
Barbies que fue? nos vemos en la noche? Auuuuuuuuuuu !!! Hardcore New Romantic Detect Hablamos !!! 31/10/24
#happy halloweeeeeeen#halloween#noche de brujas#noche de los difuntos#dulce o truco#zombie walk#cigarros pall mall#ron cartavio#hot topic#vans off the wall#vans old school#dr martens#cervezas y chicas#pizzas y musica#Monster Energy#terror#grunge tumblr#soft grunge#pale grunge#grunge#tumblr grunge revival
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🍭 BIENVENIDOS A LA TORRE DE DULCES! 🍬
Poor Pedro Taquero’s daughter Valentina has been captured and taken by the paleta mascot, Paletico! What ever is he gonna do to get her back?!
Welcome to my Pizza Tower AU ask blog where I (hope) to progress the story of this spin on the game through questions and much more!
For reference, here are my characters:
Feel free to ask anything about anybody, just keep it civil!
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It's my birthday y'all!!! I made a pepperoni + roasted garlic chicken pizza w/ spinach and feta cast iron pizza, garlic parm + buffalo chicken wings. My birthday cake is a devil's food cake w/ dulce de leche for the filling. ♡
#food#food porn#birthday#pizza#cast iron#chicken wings#wings#personal#mine#lustingfood#sorry it's not a gif but i'm proud!! <3#my photography#my food
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¿Cuales son las comidas que se consideran tipicas o tradicionales de Argentina, que no sean asado o empanadas?
De salado tenemos milanesas, sandwiches de miga, lomitos (sandwich de lomo), locro, choripán, variedad de guisos y pastas (los sorrentinos fueron inventados acá). La pizza en Argentina también tiene sus cosas únicas, como la fugazetta y la fainá. El vitel toné y la ensalada rusa son infaltables en navidad y año nuevo.
También tenemos una cantidad de cosas dulces. Alfajores, facturas (que es un nombre para una infinidad de confitería), pastelitos, pastaflora, dulce de batata y de membrillo (que van en los pastelitos), y por supuesto dulce de leche, todo lleva dulce de leche. También no puedo dejar de mencionar el helado argentino que según me han dicho es como el gelatto italiano pero mejor.
En el noroeste tenés comidas que se comparten con Bolivia y los Andes como humita, tamales... En el noroeste donde estoy más familiarizado se comparte mucho con Paraguay y Brasil... Chipa, sopa paraguaya (que no es una sopa!), buñuelitos, dulce de mamón (sí ya sé)
La verdad la cantidad de cosas que puedo seguir listando...
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que series/pelis debería ver de argentina, quiero ver más con acento rioplatense (y perdón por mi mal español, mi inglés es peor jaja)
Holaaa, cómo estás? No sé cuánto te puedo ayudar pero haré lo posible jajaja
En términos de series obviamente creo que todxs estamos de acuerdo en que es NECESARIO que veas Los Simuladores (tené cuidado de buscar la original porque después salieron remakes en un montón de países) y Okupas. Después una que no es magnífica pero a mí me resultó muy graciosa si superás el cringe es Porno y Helado (y ya que estamos hablando de Piroyansky el amor de mi vida, la webserie Tiempo Libre). División Palermo también está buena qué sé yo, no sé si se traduce bien igual y es muy del larretismo pero la pasé bien. Más seria está El Reino que fue bastante popular, por ahí te engancha, a mí no me gustó. Pero la tiro. Y algunas que no vi pero que me dicen por cucaracha que están buenas, Mujeres Asesinas, Hermanos y Detectives, El Marginal y Todos contra Juan.
Para películas te tengo que dar un pantallazo al azar porque son demasiadas jajaj las clásicas que te van a recomendar primeras en todos lados (creo) son Pizza Birra Faso (más historias de marginalidad), Relatos Salvajes (dios cómo se merecía el Oscar), La Ciénaga (esta confieso que no la vi! no me peguen), Esperando la Carroza (a pesar de que es una obra de teatro uruguaya es la película más argentina que vas a ver en tu vida; no sé cuán bien se aprecia sin contexto de argentinidad pero no la puedo dejar de lado), Nueve Reinas (otra obra maestra tristemente hecha remake), Silvia Prieto (es ~rara~ medio ~quirky~ hasta un poco nouvelle vague pero de los 90, a mí me re gustó pero entiendo que no es para todo el mundo jajsjs), Tiempo de Revancha (QUÉ PEDAZO DE CINE), Plata Dulce (puro neoliberalismo de los 70 otra obra maestra). Después, Las furias es una película fascinante, Moebius para mí no es tan buena pero igual es muy interesante, Pajarito Gómez es una sátira brutal de la cultura pop de los 60s y un peliculón. Recomiendo cualquier cosa hecha por Torre Nilsson. Me dicen por cucaracha que veas Historias mínimas, No habrá más penas ni olvido, La Patagonia Rebelde y La nonna.
Mucha suerte! Si alguien quiere sumar recomendaciones mándese. Un abrazo ❤️❤️
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Name: Caitlyn de Vil Alias: Chanel Daughter of Cruella de Vil Parent's Story: 101 Dalmatas Birthday: October 30th Sign: Scorpio Alliance: ""Royal"" Favorite food: Cheesecake Quote: "Bad taste chases me, but I'm faster" Powerful personal qualities: Sweet as sour candy, just joking! Creative
Name: Robin Charmflower Alias: Teddy Daughter of The Skillfull Huntsman Parent's Story: The Skillfull Hunstman Birthday: December 14th Sign: sagittarius Alliance: Royal Favorite food: Pizza Quote: " A Prince who isn't afraid of heights" Powerful personal qualities: ---- ""I prefer to skip this""
Name: Poison Drache Alias: Diablo, Chivo Daughter of The Witch Parent's Story: Counted words Birthday: September 9th Sign: Virgo Alliance: Royal Favorite food: Chocolate souffle Quote: " Dulces sueños maricon" Powerful personal qualities: ""Dark magic 🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑""
Name: Huntress Charmflower Alias: Nibor, Cara de Perro Daughter of The Skillfull Huntsman Parent's Story: The Skillfull Hunstman Birthday: December 15th Sign: sagittarius Alliance: Royal Favorite food: Tiramisú Quote: " A missed shot? I never miss. Never" Powerful personal qualities: Smart and elegant
Bonus:
#ever after high#ever after high fanart#ever after high oc#eah#ever after high au#eah oc#eah fanart#poison drache#robin charmflower#caitlyn de vil#huntress charmflower#ever after high fan art
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Make Hobie blush 2
Gwen: Okay, but calling him "Papí" is the easy way, Mi. I bet you can't make him blush without calling him that.
Hobie chews his bun with cheddar cheese with a nice cold can of ice tea: Hmph, now that she mentions it, luv. What's your other trick besides that?"
Pavitr bites into his pizza with a big nod: Huh uh. What else you got? -They all turned their heads at their friend-
Miles took a bite of his pan dulce then leans over at Hobie with his big honey-brown eyes at him: Papa bear.
That made the punker turns pink and red being flustered. Pavitr gasps: Wow, he did make him blush!
Gwen said: what else you got? -she inspects the way Hobie turns pink- I wonder if he can turn pinker.
Miles blew in Hobie's ear making him turn brighter with sparkles on his body: Like that or, -he stares at his boyfriend- Bae, I love you.
Gwen: That's cheating! Everyone would blush with 'I love yous'!
Hobie was already flustered to the point he felt like a cartoon thermometer going over 50 celsius! Then Miles puff his cheek at Gwen: So?
Pavitr did added: He's right. You didn't mention that.
Hobie cover his face trying to calm down with a sigh: Alright, that's it, luv. I don't think you got any- -His eyes widen when he saw Miles looking up at him with those doe like eyes and gave him one of his bright smiles-
Pavitr put on his sunglasses: Ohhh, over loaded cuteness!
Gwen squint her eyes: I guess he wins again!
Hobie whole body had flashing pinks like a flip book, he merely hug his Sunflower: I love you, Sunflower!
Miles took a bit of his pan dulce being giddy: I know, hehe!
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*Una noche en el ático*
Stefany :*se sube el ático*Leo Whapire, ya vine y te traje pizza sin nada de ajo 😄😉🍕🚫🧄
Leo! Whapire :*colgado boca abajo* te agradezco mucho que vinieras a verme todas las noches te extrañé nena 😏🙃💞💖💘🩷*besa a Stefany en la frente* Muah~😚💗💞💕💝
Stefany :*se sonroja* jajaja, eres tan dulce Lee 🥰🤭💝💕💖*acaricia a Leo en la mejilla* tuve la idea de ponerte en el ático más oscuro porque eres un vampiro alienígena ☺️😟🧛♂️👽
Leo! Whapire : Sí Pero me agrada mucho la oscuridad 😁😉🧛♂️*sé cruza los brazos* pero a mí no me gusta salir los días de ese terrible sol me quemaría y desapareciste por completo 😤😬☀️🔥
Stefany : Sí lo sé tú me lo has dicho cuando te invoqué pero creo que sí te gusta estar aquí😁😄💕💖🩷*pone la pizza en la mesa*¿Dónde está Leo Momia? 😟🤨creí que te acompañaba para que no estés tan solo 🤔😕
Leo! whapire :*se abaja del techo*De hecho no lo sé preciosa Pero ten cuidado que te agarra las manos vendadas😄😈💕❣️🩷
Stefany : jajaja, Lee, quien podías vendarme la manos...😄🤨*siente que alguien le hasta las manos* ¿Pero que rayos del solecito de Dios?😲😟
Leonardo! Momia :*sale de la oscuridad y cierra la puerta* tranquila adorable Cleopatra soy yo que te até las manos con mis vendas de mi espalda😏😘💖💕💘💞*besa a Stefany en la mejilla* Muah~😚💝💕🩷
Stefany :*intenta liberarse* chicos ¿podían explicarme qué está sucediendo?😲😨💦 Y por qué me ataste acaso es una especie de broma? 🙁🤨🧻🙌
Leo! Whapire :*acaricia la clavícula de Stefany con su dedo* descuida mi dulce manzana es un plan de mi y Leo momia 😈😉🍎💖💞💘*masajea los pechos de Stefany* por fin has caído en esta trampa para sorprenderte y atrapada en el ático con nosotros 😘🥰💖💕🩷❣️
Stefany :*se pone piel de gallina*¿una trampa acaso planearon esto los dos? 😲😳💓💕
Leonardo! Momia : Si, Leo Whapire y yo lo discutimos del ático y queríamos sorprenderte😄😉💖💘💞❣️*levanta las manos de Stefany*y atando tus manos con mis venas para que no te escaparas 😊😁🧻💕💓💗*le suve el vestido de Stefany y le acaricia la cintura*¿has imaginado hacer amor a dos sexys alienígenas monstruos? 😈😏👽❤️🔥💘🩷💕
Stefany :*se sonroja* Oh dios segura Tal vez sí pero en mis pensamientos😳😅💓💕💘 Pero espero que no sea plan Leo Whapire me muerde el cuello y chupe mi sangre 😣😖💦🩸
Leo!Vampire: *Unfastens Stefany's bra* Ooow, how can you think of me like that, Stefany?😟🥺💓💞💝💖 I promise that I will be a very affectionate vampire to you and will not harm you🥺💖💘💕
Stefany: Sorry, baby, I still haven't recovered from the time Leo Ripjaws bit me painfully in a fit of passion😅😖💗💓💞
Leonardo!Mummy: *Caresses Stefany's breast from behind* You don't have to worry about it, I'm specifically here to make sure everything goes fine😉🥰💝💖❣️💕 *Undresses and whispers in Stefany's ear* But I hope you won't mind if I Will have sex with you first?😏😈💓💘❤️🔥💞
Stefany: Oh, of course I don't mind, my beautiful god of sun, I want to make love to you back to back😍😄💗💝💞🩷 Because from the front I'll suck the sword of my gorgeous vampire🥰😈🗡💗💓💕💘
Leo!Vampire: *Pulls down Stefany's panties* Hoho, I feel like we're going to have a lot of fun this evening, my beloved kitty😍😈🌌💗❤️🔥💕 *Kisses Stefany on the tummy going lower* Mmua~😚💝💞💖 mmua~🩷💘💞 muah~💓💕 *Hands Stefany a glass of water and an anti- pregnancy* Then quickly take your pill and get on all fours so you can lie on me😏💊🥤💖💓💞❤️🔥
Stefany: Ehh...I can't do this while my hands are tied, my love😅💦💗🩷💕
@swagreecrow
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ending the night
angel reyes x gn!reader, comfort/fluff, 1982 words
warnings for descriptions of vomiting
for day 12 of whumpril, using the alternate prompt: foodpoisoning
a/n: honestly, this is whump in the same way dessert pizza is pizza... sweet but not really deserving of the name LMAO anyway. when in doubt write angel having a hard time, am i right ?
tagging: @cositapreciosa @drabbles-mc @hausofmamadas
You’re sitting on the edge of Angel’s tub, finishing up a final text to his brother, from his phone, not yours, while Angel empties his stomach into the toilet again. You’ve lost track of how many times he’s puked now, but it’s enough times to know that your evening is well and truly over. He had barely made it from the taxi to the house when you got here, and has said almost nothing since you’d found him in the bathroom, knees to the linoleum.
Not that you mind. Not that you expect anything from him at all, in this state. If anything, you feel bad for being so helpless. And for not being sick yourself, weirdly, but that’s just how the straws were pulled. Beyond the water you’ve left for him on the counter, and the company, there’s nothing else you can do. You’ve already opened the window behind, invited cool air to draw in and, more importantly, the sharp smell of vomit to draw out. Texting EZ as if you were him, had been your most recent idea; a last ditch attempt to be productive and to improve the already dire circumstances.
‘Well,’ you announce, clicking Angel’s phone shut, ‘EZ says he can swing by the restaurant and get your bike.’ You watch him nod, head bouncing between in the hole of the toilet seat. ‘And I told him it was me that got sick, so he can’t clown you about it later.’
He laughs, all breath, and it echoes around the porcelain. ‘Thanks.’
You smile. He can’t say that you don’t look out for him, even this early into things. Five, six, dates down—formal ones, anyway—and you’ve skipped right to the in sickness part. Which you’re doing pretty well at, all things considered.
‘I can,’ he starts, pausing to swallow in-between, ‘pay you back. For the Uber.’
You shake your head. ‘Forget it. You got the bill.’ And he’s paying twice for that too, with money and stomach lining. ‘You think it was the chicken?’
He sighs, daring to look back at you briefly, forearms on the seat. ‘No idea. Shit tastes like battery acid now.’
You wince. ‘I wish I could make it stop for you.’ You wish you could go back in time and make him choose the beef dish that you had, avoid all of this mess, and finish the drinks you’d had to abandon at the bar. ‘You want me to pass you the water?’
He shakes his head before spitting into the bowl, clearing his mouth of the last bout of sickness. You’re both waiting, really, to see if it will come again. Angel breathing slowly, audibly, catching his breath over the edge of the seat. You, staring at his shoulders like they might give you any warning of it.
The time between is getting longer, you think. A sign that the worst is done with. If he can make it twenty minutes, fifteen even, and keep down the water he drinks, then you can both relax.
‘Fuck,’ he pants, wiping his nose and mouth with the back of his hand. He slumps away from the toilet, to sit on the floor instead with his back to the tub. Arm side by side with your shin. ‘I never looked this good, right?’
‘Oh, yeah,’ you nod, ‘big time. I’m practically tearing my clothes off right now.’
He groans, dropping his head to put it against your knee. ‘Can’t believe you stuck around to watch me hurl, dulce.’
‘I stuck around,’ you emphasise, ‘to help.’ You smile, glad he can’t see from where he is, because he’s too vulnerable right now, and he might think that you’re laughing at him. ‘I’m actively trying not to watch.’
He exhales, pushing it through his lips. ‘Shit, I’m sorry. Was supposed to a good fucking night, y’know, fancy restaurant and shit, drinks.’
‘It’s not your fault.’ You pat his head, smoothing your thumb over the shell of his ear. ‘We should probably tell the restaurant, though, because it’s definitely their fault.’
And we deserve a refund, you think, but you don’t say it, because he’ll take that to mean that you didn’t enjoy yourself at all. Right now, he would probably take you standing up to stretch as a cue that you’re gonna leave, sick of him already.
‘You think you’re done?’ you ask, bending over your lap to find his gaze.
He sits upright to help you, then nods, and his eyes flick to your lips momentarily. It’s rare that you’d be so close to one another, and able to resist a kiss, but right now’s an exception. You smile, knowing that he’s thinking it too, seeing the yeah, I get it, in his returning look.
‘Give me a minute,’ he says. ‘Gotta, y’know, make myself smell less like puke.’
‘Course.’ You opt for a kiss to his damp forehead before standing, as close to his mouth as you’ll chance for now.
You decide to wait for him in his room, legs hanging over the end of his bed as the shower cranks to life. It’s the first time you’ve been in here, which isn’t the introduction you had expected, a temporary waiting room while he washed the sick from his beard, but it’s a welcome expansion to your understanding of his home. You’ve been to his place before, but never made it past the couch. He has a preference for it, you think, at least in his own place. He’s had the pleasure of becoming well acquainted with your bedroom, ending the night there the last few times that you’ve met up.
It’s not awkward, being in here, but it is new. Foreign like a hotel room. Granted, a hotel room that someone’s already living in, from the full laundry basket, the used glasses on the side table. The unmade bed you’re perched on.
It doesn’t seem like he was expecting you to be in here today, either. You should ask him about that. Is your place nicer, or is he just too lazy to clean, and simultaneously too proud to let you see his room as it is? You don’t think you’d mind either answer. It’s nice, really. Clean enough, and comfortable in a way that stops you from feeling shy. If you weren’t waiting for the tell-tale signs of more illness, you’d probably lie back, uninvited, and crawl under the covers like it was your bed already.
After a few minutes, the bathroom door cracks open, steam pouring out of it. He must’ve had the quickest shower he could manage, only long enough to douse the sweat and stench off him, and then out again, dressed in just the jeans from before.
He looks exhausted, so tired and disposed of energy, that you can’t even enjoy the sight of him. His bare chest, the tattoos striking across it. You just about fight the urge to throw your arms out and beckon him forward with grabbing, baby hands, because, oh, he looks so helpless, it hurts.
‘Don’t think I got any shit left in me to throw up,’ he grumbles, dragging himself forward.
‘That’s good.’ You throw him a sympathetic smile. ‘Means you’re over the worst of it.’
He makes a sour face, hand lifting to rub over his stomach. ‘Doesn’t feel like it.’
‘You should probably rest then.’
You didn’t think he could look any more sorry for himself, but that does it, that tugs it out of him. His brows sink even further as he nods, unable to argue that he doesn’t need it, but unable to seem keen on it either.
‘Sorry,’ he says, for the tenth time, ‘I ruined our night.’
You roll your eyes quickly. ‘Who says it’s ruined? We’ve got…’ You find the alarm clock, red numbers glowing in the dim room. ‘At least, what, twelve hours before I gotta leave for work?’
And that’s what the extra sulking was for; he really thought you were gonna dip and leave him here to recover alone. He doesn’t realise that if he wasn’t worth looking after, you would’ve left him at the bar, blowing chunks in the stall.
‘You’re staying?’ he asks
‘You’re sick as a dog, Angel. It’d be actual, like, neglect if I left you right now.’
He sighs, finally letting himself collapse on the bed behind you. When you turn, he’s got his eyes squeezed shut, suffering from the bouncing mattress beneath—a misjudgement on his part. ‘If I wasn’t dying right now,’ he says, ‘I’d kiss you so damn hard.’
You laugh, crawling up the length to be beside him and slouch against the headboard. ‘And give me whatever you have? No thanks.’ You pull the cover free from under you, holding it open as you invite him in. ‘Come on,’ you say, ‘get comfy, chulo.’
He steals a look, opening just one of his eyes to see what you’re offering, before rolling into you, his head on your stomach, his arm threading beneath you and the mattress. You set the quilt down again, pulling it up until it’s covering your legs and his shoulders. Then your hand goes to his hair, natural like you do it nightly, rubbing circles around the crown of his head.
‘Hopefully that’s the last of it,’ you tell him.
He hums, speaking into the cotton of your shirt. ‘If I puke on you right now, I’ll kill myself.’
You laugh, bouncing his head with the force and surprise of it.
‘I’m dead serious, dulce, there’s no coming back from that shit. You’ll dump me before I’m even your boyfriend.’
You scoff, grinning still. ‘Not true,’ you argue. ‘But I would use it against you for the rest of time. Hey Angel,’ you tease, ‘remember when you spewed chicken teriyaki all over me?’
He laughs, but it weans off into a groan, his fingers tightening over your hip. ‘Stop talking,’ he pleads, ‘I can still taste that shit.’
And as funny as it is, you really don’t want to smell, or see, or feel, any more fucking vomit, so you oblige. It falls silent and you let it, fingers twirling in his hair still, disrupting the hold of his gel. He breaths evenly over your stomach, pooling warmth on the parts of your skin that the shirt fails to cover.
After a moment, you remember what he’d said afterwards, about breaking it off with him before you’ve officially gotten together. You smile into the question before you’ve even asked, ‘Do you want to be my boyfriend, Angel?’
He takes a moment to answer, and when he does, he’s mumbling it, talking around the ends of a yawn. 'We really gonna do this now?’
‘Yeah, sorry. Bad timing.’ But you’re smiling still, smirking even. Confident of the answer despite his protest. ‘I wouldn’t mind it, though. Just while we’re on the topic.’
The reply you expect doesn’t come, he doesn’t say anything at all. You try to look at him, but can’t bend far enough, not with his head resting as it is. You can just about see the thick black of his lashes, flicking out from closed eyes.
‘Angel?’
He groans, readjusting until he’s lay on your chest, with his arms wrapped tight around your middle. ‘Your boyfriend is very sleepy,’ he says, waking up just long enough to engage and send your heart-rate soaring. ‘Keep doing that shit with my hair,’ he mutters, adding a, ‘please,’ after a moments reflection.
You laugh, light and soft over the top of his head. ‘Yes, boss.’ You thread your fingers in again, as he asked you to, and trail them across his scalp. ‘I think I like you when you’re sick,’ you muse, basically whispering it now. ‘You’re way cuter.’
‘Mhmm,’ he hums, and that’s the last you get from him. He’s asleep before he can deny it.
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What do the judges think about Dulce's dish? How will it stack up against the other contestants' dishes? Find out in the next segment.
Previous / Next (Transcript under the cut)
(1.) N/A
(2.) [Alex] Oh man, I'm starting to feel the pressure.
(3.) [Lewis] I really hope I don't go up first.
(4.) [Andrea] Judges, are you ready to try the four appetizers our young chefs have prepared for you?
(5.) [Mia] We are more than ready. Let's begin.
(6.) [Rubiya] The drama......
(7.) [Dulce] Reality is hitting me. I'm feeling a bit sick now.
(8.) [Andrea] First up, we have Chef Lewis's appetizer.
(9.) [Lewis] Seriously? I've always been picked last in things, especially when it comes to picking teams in physical education class. Oh well, I'm pure done in from all the worrying. Let's get this over with.
(10.) [Lewis] Judges, today I have for you a pea shoot salad with crumbled sausage, flatbread croutons, and a shakshuka sauce vinaigrette.
(11.) [Carlo] These croutons are awfully burnt, buddy. We can't try them like this.
(12.) [Rubiya] Poor Lewis.
(13.) [Dulce] Oh, man.. at least the rest of the bowl looks pretty?
(14.) [Lewis] Yeah, I'm sorry. I lost track of time, so I put the heat up, but then I sorta forgot about 'em. But they're one of the basket ingredients, so I had to keep 'em in so I don't get immediately disqualified, y'know?
(15.) [Sofia] I respect that, Chef Lewis. You're not backing out of the race just yet. That's admirable, in my opinion. This vinaigrette is delicious, by the way.
(16.) [Carlo] The crumbled sausage is actually cooked to perfection...
(17.) [Mia] It really is a shame about the croutons because everything else came together quite beautifully.
[Sofia] Thank you for the food, Chef Lewis.
[Lewis] Thank you, judges.
(18.) [Andrea] Up next, we have Chef Dulce's appetizer.
[Dulce] Judges, today I made for you cheesy pizza wedges with a flatbread crust, shakshuka sauce, topped with pea shoots, and merguez sausage.
(19.) [Dulce] I nailed that.
(20.) [Carlo] This is...
[Mia] Dulce-
#so sad i had to split the judging into two parts!!! would've been nice to put it all in one go#dulce alegria#lewis mack#rubiya jabal#alex marino#andrea mixon#mia d'angelo-ramirez#carlo mancini#sofia bjergsen#tjolc#tjolc gen 1#alegria legacy#matchalovertrait#ts4 story#ts4#ts4 legacy#the sims 4#sims 4#ts4 simblr#sims 4 legacy#sims 4 screenshots
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Feliz día de los Muertos Camaradas! o como lo dicen en Reino Unido o Gran Bretaña Halloween! que fue Malón? Dulce o Truco? ya sabes Bandido si bajas a la Fiesta de el Corporativo toma poco! salió su Jägermeister para amenizar la noche! hablamos!!! 31/10/23
#Jägermeister#happy halloweeeeeeen#halloween#zombie walk#Dulce o Truco#Fantasmas#horror comedy#horror movies#cigarros pall mall#ron cartavio#hot topic#vans off the wall#vans old school#dr martens#cervezas y chicas#pizzas y musica#Monster Energy
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New month, new My Candy Love chapter! So, here's what I chose in episode 3 (as always, spanish bc that's my server!!)
+positive -negative /neutral
Devon: …
(Miro la mesa, un tanto incómoda con tanta atención.) +Amanda +Elenda
(A modo de agradecimiento, inclino humildemente la cabeza.) +Thomas +Brune +Elenda
(Sonrío y me uno a los aplausos.) +Devon +Roy +Elenda
Devon: Puedes ir con uno de nosotros; para acabar lo que queda nos basta con cinco…
Amanda, ¿quieres venir conmigo? /
Roy, ¿te apetece dar una vuelta por el centro comercial? /
La verdad es que si vinieras conmigo, me parecería más justo utilizar esta tarjeta… /
¿Quieres dar una vuelta, Thomas? /
CONJUNTO CON FALDA LILA (Amanda, Thomas): 50 PAS / CONJUNTO CON JERSEY AMARILLO (Devon, Roy, Jason): 50 PAS
Amanda: Con los vasitos y todo… Es mono, ¿no?
(DULCE) ¡Es verdad que es una preciosidad! +Amanda
(ENÉRGICA) Es mono, ¡pero cuesta un ojo de la cara! /Amanda
(REBELDE) ¡Tiene gracias, no habría pensado que fuera de tu gusto! -Amanda
Amanda: ¿Y tú? ¿Hay algo que te guste?
¿Crees que me quedaría bien ese short? /
Me gusta ese vestidito de ahí. Sencillo, elegante…
¡No me quedaría mal ese peto! /
Roy: Todo tiene buena pinta.
(ENÉRGICA) ¡Y además, tú puedes permitírtelo! /Roy
(REBELDE) Tiene gracia. Pensaba que los grandes deportistas prestaban mucha atención a su alimentación… -Roy
(DULCE) Sí, siempre es un dilema… +Roy
???: ¡Eh! ¡Mire por dónde va!
(ENÉRGICA) ¿¡Y usted?! ¿¡No puede ser más educado!?
(DULCE) Perdone, tenía la cabeza en otra parte… /
(REBELDE) ¡Mira tú por dónde vas!
Roy: Bueno, lo principal está a salvo, entonces.
(REBELDE) Gracias, pero lo habría solucionado yo sola. /
(DULCE) Gracias. Es muy práctico ir acompañada de un hombretón como tú.
(ENÉRGICA) ¡Hacemos un buen equipo! /
Devon: …
(REBELDE) Yo diría que… ¿las tiendas de ropa infantil? -Devon
(ENÉRGICA) Yo diría que… ninguna. Es la primera vez que pones los pies aquí. +Devon
(DULCE) La tienda de juegos, o la de DVDs… /
Devon: En general, quiero decir. Supongo que aún no has tenido tiempo de explorar el centro comercial a fondo…
¡Me gustan mucho las tiendas de decoración! /
Las librerías. No hay tienda que me guste más. /
Cualquier tienda de ropa. Me encantan.
Thomas: Cuando tenemos hambre, podríamos dejarnos llevar por el instinto y comprar todo lo que nos apetece.
Nunca he prestado atención a eso… Apuesto a que es una leyenda urbana.
Desde luego. Siempre voy a hacer la compra después de haber comido. /
Pero eso es lo divertido. /
Thomas: No tanto, no.
(DULCE) Tiene sentido lo que dices. Tal vez lo pruebe. +Thomas
(REBELDE) Yo no podría hacerlo así. Me sentiría demasiado limitada. /
(ENÉRGICA) Pero, ¿no te apetece alguna sorpresa? -Thomas
Thomas: Las mismas personas que igual dejan a los perros lamerles la mano…
No me molesta en absoluto. Toma. /
Creo que formo parte de esas personas…
Amanda/Roy/Devon/Thomas: …
Las cosas de picar. Mejor no ir cargando con las cosas pesadas hasta el final. /
Las bebidas. Así, tendremos las cosas pesadas en el fondo de la cesta. / JASON
La comida. Así, elegiremos el resto en función de eso. /
Jason: ¡Vaya! ¿¡Y qué voy a hacer esta noche…!?
Seguro que aburrir a este pobre señor hasta las tantas.
Usted, señor, si quiere puede venir. / IMAGEN JASON
No tengo ninguna gana de saberlo. /
Amanda/Roy/Devon/Thomas: …
(Pizzas, canapés y tartas saladas para compartir.) /
(Decidimos elegir distintos platos directamente en un catering.) /
(Todo un surtido de cosas para picar y hacer un aperitivo que sirva de cena.) /
Amanda/Roy/Devon/Thomas: …
El aperitivo a modo de cena es un acierto seguro. /
Platos para compartir: es lo ideal para un ambiente relajado. /
Vamos a comprar platos preparados: así estaremos seguros de comer bien. /
Archibald: …
No debo llegar tarde. /
No me seguirás hasta allí, ¿verdad?
Oh, por cierto… ¿quieres venir? / ROPA TAKI
Brune: …
La verdad es que me apetece mucho hacer la fiesta en mi casa. / DEVON, ROY, ELENDA van a la fiesta, los demás NO
¡Vayamos al parque! / AMANDA, THOMAS, BRUNE van a la fiesta, los demás NO
FIESTA EN CASA
Elenda: …
¿Y tú…? Bueno, quiero decir… Háblame un poco de ti… /
¿Y tú? Parece que te llevas muy bien con Brune… /
¿Qué piensas de Roy? /
¿Y tú? ¿Te entiendes bien con Devon? /
¿Y tú? ¿Qué piensas de Thomas?
¿Tú te llevas bien con Amanda?
Devon: …
(DULCE) Quizá podría convertirme en periodista de investigación… /
(ENÉRGICA) Creo que empezaría por ir a vengarme de mi ex. /
(REBELDE) Está claro: iría a robar un banco. /
Elenda: No, no, es una broma. No quiero saber nada más.
(ENÉRGICA) Yo no estoy en contra de algún detalle más… +Roy -Devon
(DULCE) (Me guardo mi opinión para mí.) /
(REBELDE) Yo tampoco. Creo que no me interesa saber nada más… +Devon -Roy
Devon: …
(Espero que sea para Roy…) /
(Me pregunto qué me reserva esta carta…) / ELIGE ENTRE LOS 2 ALEATORIAMENTE
(Me gustaría que la carta fuera para Devon…) /
Roy: …
(Al fin y al cabo, así es el juego… Roy es atractivo… ¡allá voy!) / IMAGEN ROY
Hace unos minutos, hablabas de un comodín…
¡”Besar” puede ser en la mejilla! /
Devon: …
(Sonrío a Devon de oreja a oreja, encantada.) / IMAGEN DEVON
¿No es… un poco inapropiado…?
Hace unos minutos, hablabas de un comodín…
FIESTA EN EL PARQUE
Brune: ¿Has elegido el parque para no ofender a Amanda?
(REBELDE) En realidad, no lo he hecho por eso… +Brune
(DULCE) Sí, he pensado que sería lo mejor.
(ENÉRGICA) Me ha parecido bien lo de buscar un terreno neutral. -Brune
Amanda: …
Creo que me dejaré tentar por tus tapas, Brune… /
¡A ver esa ensalada! Quiero dejar sitio para la tarta. /
¡Formo parte del noventa por ciento de la gente a la que le gustan las miniquiches! /
Confieso que las tostas con espárragos me intrigan…
Brune: Digamos que a mí, a medias… ¿Y tú, Ysaline?
A mí tampoco me apasiona. /
¡A mí también me encanta!
Yo como tú, Brune. /
Thomas: …
Entonces Thomas, ¿tienes una moto? / THOMAS
¿No será ya la hora del postre? / AMANDA
Thomas: ¿Has ido en moto alguna vez?
Nunca me ha interesado mucho.
No he tenido ocasión, ¡pero te diré que siento curiosidad por probar! / IMAGEN THOMAS
No… Me da un poco de miedo.
Amanda: …
¿Qué? ¿No es lo suficientemente glamuroso para ti? / IMAGEN AMANDA
¡Venga, ven! ¡Sola no es divertido! /
Yo voy… Si no vienes conmigo, será aún más ridículo. /
Amanda: Los buenos tiempos. Cuando todo era más sencillo…
¿Ahora es complicado? /
Es verdad que cuando éramos niños todo parecía más sencillo. /
A mí me llevaba mi madre al parque. /
#my candy love#my candy love new gen#my candy love spoilers#my candy love new gen spoilers#mcl#mclng#mcl guides
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tell me about your favourite Argentinian food!bonus points, if you include your favourite sweets!
ohhhhhhh well asado is like top tier but that´s a pretty tame answer but lets do more under the cut:
empanadas: this are probably of meat or chicken which not a fan myself... but i LOVE onion and cheese, jam and cheese, spinach
MILANESA!!!! it´s basically meat with bread all around, u can do it of chicken, fish, soy, etc. But the most common one is meat
and then... this is an argentinian creation from the pizza: fugazzetta, and it has a lot of cheese and a lot of onion
AND FOR SWEETS, u have alfajores: which i guess it can be described as two "cookies" joined together by dulce de leche!
chocotorta: which is basically chocolate cookies (called chocolinas) with a dulce de leche and cream cheese mixed together
and rogel: crispy rustic layers with lots of dulce de leche covered with a delicious Swiss meringue (description from google)
so basically this is all dulce de leche, dulce de leche, dulce de leche
ALSO, our ice cream is the best ever like for real.
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