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! Creature Gets Lost in a Bootleg OmegaMart, More at Eleven !

A small, grey weasel of a dragon was in the dim and cool alley of a street. They were rummaging through a garbage can, making a little mess of clatters and clangs, but coming up with nothing edible. They paused to droop and lament over their misfortune. In the middle of the pause, and through the midst of discarded cans and empty bags, they caught a glimpse of yellow, clear as day. It must’ve been a banana! Or cheese! They gasped with some new vigor ignited and reached their scaly arm in to get it, but when they got hold of the thing and pulled it out it was just a plastic lemon. They grumbled and angrily threw it at the ground. It bounced away and stopped, resting near the alley’s wall opposite of them.

Their stomach growled.

“Yeah, yeah, I know!” Greyscale said, “I’m trying to find something! Can’t you have any pa-”

They looked up as they hollered and noticed some smoke in the sky, above the surrounding brick buildings.

“Oh, what now, a fire-?”

They had to admit, they’d be intrigued by the idea of a fire somewhere, and at least that’d take their mind off their stomach. What else could smoke mean, after all? They knew the saying: where there’s smoke, there’s fire.

They lept to a pipe that scaled the side of the alleyway and climbed it to the rooftop only to discover the smoke was coming from a particularly not-up-to-code shipping truck, but what wasn’t what caught their eye.

Behind it was a large building with the words “DELTAMART” displayed proudly over a set of clear doors, standing tall and sure in the light of day. A grocery store! That’s just what they needed!

“Actually, I don’t think we’ll have to wait for much longer,” Greyscale said.

They lept and bounded down from roof to windowsill to dumpster. Right as they hit the ground, they made a dash through the parking lot desert, behind the truck, and right right up to the doors, then abruptly stopped and clung to the wall in an attempt to stay out of the eyes of anyone from inside.

They did a double-take, looking for anyone nearby. No one was around. They poked their head around to peak through one of the glass doors of the building that towered over them, a looming mass of bricks and corporate design.

There were some people walking around inside, carrying overflowing cornucopia baskets and pushing carts full of different treats, tools, and other products, but that wasn’t what got them the most. The aisles they could see were filled to the brim with food, and a couple of visible setups of fruits and vegetables looked so delicious and tantalizing in their array of colors that they sparkled to the dragon like precious gemstones.

Greyscale drooled a little with wide eyes.

They anxiously waited until there were barely any people near the doors, and anyone that was there appeared too thoroughly occupied to notice anything sneaking in.

They whispered, “the coast is clear!”

The creature sprang from their hiding spot and scrambled ins-- wait, no, nevermind, they just bonked headfirst into the glass door.

A first-time customer in a nearby checkout aisle got startled out of her waiting stupor and looked over to the sliding doors. Nothing was there.

“Did you hear that?” she asked.

“I hear everything,” said cashier #23,457, mid-scan of a bag of milk with one of his hands.

Understandably, that monotone answer concerned the customer, but she tried to brush it off. She just needed some milk for a recipe quick, and this was the closest store to her house.

“So-- Um,” she pressed on, “what about that thud from outside?”

“Ohh, haha, yeah I did,” he admitted, “Someone probably just walked into one of those doors again.” He handed the customer a grocery bag with her bagged milk inside and said, “Anyways, have a good day!”

Warily, she took the bag.

“You’re... not going to check on th-”

“H-H-Have a good day!” He said.

Now truly weirded out, she quickly said, “alllright thenIwill!” and walked out as fast-yet-also-not-running as she could.

It’s safe to say she’ll make the effort to not come back.

Seeing their chance, Greyscale scurried in under an exiting woman’s line of sight before the glass doors closed behind her.

At last, they made it into the glory of fluorescent lighting and vibrant food! In the midst of their wave of triumph, they continued to make the effort to stay hidden, taking cover behind some shopping carts.

The store was very nicely kept, they had to note. The white and navy blue checkered floors were spotless, and all the aisles and displays of different sorts were a combination of white, and/or blue, with some yellow, too. From where they were hidden, the whole place smelled cold and vaguely sterile, but they didn’t complain about it. They knew that was just how supermarkets were.

They took a great big breath in preparation and ran from the cover of the shopping carts, still with the effort of being undetected. As they perused in their own only slightly feral way, they dove behind grocery aisles, clambered up shelves, and hid in crates to stay out of workers’ and customers’ perceptions.

During this act of stealth and agility, they noticed an aisle with no people in it full of candy from atop a set of shelves.

“Aw, how sweet of fate!” they mused.

The creature made a B-line for it, jumping across gaps between short distance of aisles, and snagged a small bag of candy that had fallen to the checkered floor. They tore into it and began to eat a mouthful of the tart, brittle sweets inside.

Among the midst of the corporately pleasant music playing throughout the store, its jingle chimed in.

It sang, “De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

They noticed the jingle and stopped their snacking to chuckle.

“You’re right about that,” they said, “I wonder what other good stuff this place has!”

They focused back on their bag of Candy Spiders (Now With 70% More Spiders!), just in time to notice one of the confections moving amongst its kin with its bone-pick legs.

A shocking moment of registration passed. They yelped at the realization and threw the bag away from themself as far as they could.

They sputtered, “Did-- did that--? No-”

They paused and slunk back up to the bag, warily.

The bag was motionless.

Slowly, cautiously, they batted it with their paw. They reeled it back away from the bag, as if it might jump up and bite them. Still, nothing inside moved.

They blinked a couple times and began to doubt what they thought they saw.

“Huh, h-ha, maybe this candy’s expired..” they said.

Greyscale left the bag behind to wander about some more(and put some distance between them and the Candy Spiders, but they didn’t want to fully admit that), and checked the rest of the products out.

They trotted through the deli area, passing by a stiff employee who was still in the process of regaining energy from his charging deck, fixated on the selection of meats. They even tested grabbing a slice of ham, and he didn’t notice one bit!

Once they were done with that, they visited another place that no one was in at the time. It didn’t have anything meant to be edible, but it sure was beautiful. Countless flowers were displayed in rainbows of colors, and the air was chilly to keep them all preserved for longer. Greyscale stayed there, smelling the roses both figuratively and semi-literally, until they had enough of that. They walked out of the section and past a sign that read, ‘HYBRID FLOWERS’. One of the tulips opened its eye.

After that snack and slice of ham they had, Greyscale was undoubtedly more content with their level of hunger, but they wanted to try to make the most of this place. After all, when they’re amongst a bounty of food, it’s good to get as much as they can before they go. They put their two front paws up on the ledge of a refrigerated bin full of organized fruit and poked their snout in, looking to choose which might be tastiest. Should they have a pear, or maybe an apple? Oh, but the peaches looked good, too!

Out from under the side of a display pyramid of apples behind them, a glitching, writhing tentacle rose to inspect its produce.

Ah, yes, every apple was shiny and in order... It had the pigeon grease to thank for that. It was about to retreat back under the apples, but something caught its attention. What it noticed was grey, and.. It wasn’t shaped like a customer either. It was rummaging around in a nearby refrigerator bin full of fruit strictly for customers.

Greyscale felt a couple of taps on their back and jumped, then turned to face-

“aAh-!!”

Nope! Nope, nope nope! They scrambled into and out of the freezing bin of fruit and away from the shifting, glitching-- thing in front of them. It lunged, and they turned and ran only to skid to a halt before smacking into a glass display case of ears.

Oh nonono, they shook the shock from that off and sprinted left into an aisle, only to see one of the store workers pulling can after can out of his mouth to put on the shelves.

They quickly turned again to climb up a shelf from the opposite side of the aisle as fast as they could. They really, really, really shouldn’t be here-

They tried to escape, find a way out, but the more and more they ran and jumped and turned, shifting from running on the ground to balancing on top of aisles, the more the grocery store grew and stretched into a labyrinth.

“NononononoIcan’tbetrappedthere’sgottabeaneXIT-”

They stopped briefly, shuffling and turning in place and trying to catch their breath, looking for anything that could possibly function as a sign to point them out. They launched themself from where they stood again only to smack into a pair of legs they hadn’t noticed.

The owner of those legs, a tall, nicely dressed woman, looked down at whatever had bumped into her.

Greyscale screamed and ran as soon as they realized they got noticed yet again.

“Huh…” she said, “one of the fish they’re selling must’ve got out again.”

She shrugged and continued to read the label of some canned wood she grabbed from a shelf of assorted canned inedibles.

Still thoroughly spooked, Greyscale bolted through the open door of a storage room to hide, but it only led to an expansive area of ventilation pipe trees and tubes protruding out of the ground and sky and distant walls in a variety of angles, all painted in a mess of glowing neon patterns.

The little dragon darted about the dark and dizzying manufactured forest, too worried about getting caught by any foe to realize the nature of the location surrounding them until they finally looked back. They began to slow down to a trot when they didn’t see anyone.

“There’s…” they huffed, “no one.. there…?”

Upon that realization, they slowed down even more, but that wasn’t enough to keep them from losing their footing on a pipe nestled into the glittering ground.

“HuhuUuAH-!”

Before they had a chance to save themself, they were swallowed into further oblivion and shot down the pipework with a series of clunks and shouts, thumping, denting into each abrupt turn going deeper, deeper, faster, faster until they were finally spat out to the end.

Greyscale was flung from the mouth, still held at the whim of momentum, and tumbled to a stop, toppled over themself. The result of that disorienting ride was a dizzy, discombobulated dragon, complete with stars going around their head as it bobbed about, trying to get their bearings despite their eyes having trouble focusing on anything for the time being.

They knew it was bright, or-- maybe it was dark? They couldn’t tell, they could still only see stars and an ever-shifting background. Their ears picked up on a further dizzying soundscape of moving, shifting, falling, corporate music, but the more they strained to focus on and determine a sound the more and more difficult it felt to tell any sound apart from another. It was a surrounding, pattering swarm of noise, and as their vision cleared and they tried to stumble up, they only fell back down onto the soft, squishy.. mahogany(?) surface they had been spat onto by the pipe.

Wearily, they picked their head back up and finally witnessed the shifting, unending world surrounding them. Cans floated through the air, worlds of their own, great candy spiders spun threads and webs of sugar on even more pipes that ripped out of the ground, checker patterns slid across surfaces, and everything seemed to pulse with an underlying life.

They were then aware, horrified, of the unavoidable fact that they were now utterly, hopelessly lost.

Amidst the cacophony of sights and patterning and a ground they couldn’t get a hold of, Greyscale thought they heard a familiar yet muffled jingle, far away in the distance yet echoed everywhere throughout these caverns.

“De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

Their heart sank.

“Oh no-”

#I'm gonna polish this more later but I'm throwing it here so I can show someone because it's more convenient than google docs #my writing #omegamart #is #does this count as OmegaMart fanfiction???

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lonelyreputation · 4 years ago

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Peachy Keen

A/N: Hi!! Enjoy a little thing I wrote about drinking wine in Italy with Shawn!! This is something I want very desperately! Also! Is Shawn a red wine or white wine kinda drinker? Let’s discus.

REQUEST: Plucking a peach off the tree & calloused palms

MASTERLIST

WC: 5.5K // Fluff

The warm Italian sun was high up in the sky as you peddled your bike down a dirt path. The crunching sound of your tires rolling over loose dirt and small pebbles was one you would never get tired of. You momentarily shut your eyes as the light breeze pulled your hair back.

You had just gone into town to pick up a few small groceries for your grandparents. And biking was your chosen mode of transportation. You biked into town, spoke the minimal Italian you knew with the shop keeper, and then quickly headed back to the villa. The reusable bag sitting in your whicker basket was filled with the Italian essentials: fresh vegetables, pasta, and wine.

God, how you loved visiting your grandparents in the summer months.

Your grandparents lived around the tiny town of Cesena; about an hour north of San Marino and a thirty minute drive to the eastern shore of Italy. It was a quaint town, one that was rarely ever littered with tourists.

Your grandparents house came into view as you peddled a little faster up the hill with a smile on your face. Your time in Italy was almost over, but your boyfriend was coming to visit, and that made you smile.

Shawn had a small break during the North American leg of his tour, and after convincing Andrew that Shawn wouldn’t miss much on the days where nothing was scheduled, the days were approved. He was due to arrive tonight and then take a taxi down to your grandparents place. Even though his flight was still a few hours away from landing, you couldn’t help but check your phone every half hour.

You smoothed your white t-shirt and jean shorts down once you got off your bike, plucked the grocery bag from your basket, and walked through the screen door, “Nona!” You called out to your grandmother, “I’m back with the groceries!”

“Kitchen!”

The walls of the hallway were covered with family pictures. Ones from when your mother was a child, your parents wedding day, your first days of school, and your summers spent in Italy. The wall was always a walk down memory lane and it made you smile every time.

You carefully placed the bag on the wooden counter and began emptying the contents, “Cristian says hi,” you peeked over your shoulder to see your grandmother stirring a pot of sauce on the stove, “He says that while he loves to see my shining face, he misses seeing you at the store.”

Your grandmother lifted the spoon up to taste the sauce, “Grumpy old man,” she shook her head in laughter, “Still the biggest flirt––even when I take your Nonno.”

Rolling your eyes, you brought the bags of pasta over to the boiling water, “He’s a sweet man.”

“Who?” Your grandfather strolled into the kitchen.

“Cristian,” your grandmother let out a laugh, “From the store.”

Your grandfather shrugged as he opened the cabinet and took out three plates, he paused before closing the cabinet door, “Will the boyfriend be joining us for dinner?”

“He gets in late tonight,” You moved around your grandmother to get three wine glasses down, “He’ll be here for breakfast though.”

“I’m excited to meet him,” your grandmother continued to stir the sauce around in the pan and put a little more salt in the water the pasta was cooking in, “I’ve been doing my research.”

“Nonna,” you whined.

While you weren’t surprised by her answer, she’s been teasing you for the past week about reading up on your pop-star boyfriend. Oh, nipotina, I need to know absolutely everything about the boy who’s coming over––Nipotina, he’s so cute––Oh, Nipotina, what songs are about you?

“Just want to be prepared,” your grandmother tied back her scraggly gray hair and tried to lift the post of pasta up. When you saw her struggling, you set the wine glasses on the table and took the pot from her hold and walked it over to the sink.

Hot steam rose up from the sink and you leaned your head back, “He’s already nervous about meeting you guys, don’t intimidate him.”

“Us?” Your grandfather looked over at your grandmother with a soft laugh, “Intimidating?”

The last of dinner preparations didn’t take very long and soon you were sipping on a local red wine, giggling with your grandparents as they recounted the day they first met. You always admired their love for one another and it was always a goal in life to find some kind of love like theirs.

Dinner was over and you were an hour closer to Shawn’s arrival. Your grandmother poured you another glass of wine before putting hers in the sink. You looked up at her quizzically, silently asking her why she wasn’t staying in the kitchen with you.

“It’s late, dear,” she patted your head, “I’ll meet the superstar in the morning.”

You nodded as you took sip of your red wine. He was so close. So close that you could feel the excitement rise up from the tips of your toes. You stood up, walked into the living room area, plucked a book off the book shelf, and brought it back to the table with you.

With one leg crossed over the other, you picked up your wine glass and took a sip as you flicked open the book. You understood some parts of Italian, but thankfully, the book you chose was a cook book, so you immersed yourself in the pictures and bookmarked recipes you wanted to try with your grandmother.

You were halfway done your glass of wine when your phone bounced on the table from its vibration. You jumped in your chair and banged your knee under the table. You swore silently under your breath and picked up your phone.

Your heart rate increased when you saw his name pop up on your screen.

Just landed. Have to go through customs but I’m here!! And I can’t wait to see you x

Shawn was here. Shawn was in Italy. Shawn was about forty minutes away from your grandparent’s house. You couldn’t help the giddiness that erupted throughout your whole body. You lightly tapped your feet on the ground in order to let out some excitement.

Your fingers never slid so fast on your screen; YAY! Let me know when you’re out and on your way!! Miss you so much!!

You phone vibrated instantly in your hand; Not much longer.

Butterflies. You felt butterflies in your stomach fluttering. You wondered if your grandmother still felt butterflies in her stomach with your grandfather. You tried to refocus your gaze on the cook book in front of you, but your mind was occupied with Shawn. You hadn’t physically seen him in person in two months, so the anticipation was killing you inside.

For obvious reasons, it took a bit of time for Shawn to make it past security and to the car Andrew made sure he set up to take Shawn. You can never be too careful, Andrew spoke on a three-way call between you and Shawn when you were planning the logistics, and it’ll be easier for him to get to your place with a ride already set up.

It was just past midnight so the drive from the airport to your grandparent’s house shouldn’t take much time at all. He was so close. So close.

Sitting in a chair was letting your anxiety fester so you decided you needed to get up and do something. You walked into the sitting area and grabbed the water can to fill it up with water. The back sitting area overlooked the Italian rolling greens countryside that you wanted to immortalize your mind for the rest of your life. You slid open the wooden farm door and began to water the plants.

The back sitting area was closed off by a wrap around screen so the humid air of the summer night comforted you. Your grandfather had an immense collection of different kinds of plants. Some were so tall that they reached all the way to the ceiling and others were small window plants. It was cute to see how much he adored his plants. He said that he had a plant for every sibling of his, child, and grandchild.

He always joked how he got an extra plant for a child if they left their home country of Italy. So far he had an extra plant for your mother and one for your uncle.

You were in the middle of watering a plant when you felt your phone vibrate. Not so gracefully, you set the watering can on the wood floor and slid your phone open.

I think I’m here?

Buzz.

It’s really dark but I see a house with lights on.

Buzz.

Is there a dirt road leading up to your house?

Buzz.

It looks like the pictures you’ve shown me…I think?

You threw your phone on the couch and sprinted through the kitchen and rounded the corner to get to the front door. You saw headlights of a car and a silhouette of a very familiar body looking toward the house.

Unlocking the screen door, you pushed it open and you were met with a frazzled Shawn. His eyebrows were pinched together, no doubt from exhaustion and confusion at the loud noise, but when he saw it was you, a wide smile broke out on his face.

He turned toward the car, said something to the driver, and the car reversed down the dirt path. The smile hadn’t left Shawn’s face when he turned back around to you.

“C’mere,” he whispered as he dropped his duffle bag to the ground and opened his arms.

Without any hesitation, you sprinted into his arms. Shawn’s strong arms wrapped around your waist as he squeezed you tight. With your arms wrapped around his neck, you nuzzled your head into the crook of his shoulder, inhaling his signature smell.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” you breathed out happily.

Shawn was here. At your grandparents villa in Italy.

You were still wrapped in his arms, but he leaned back and tilted his head to see your face, “God, I missed you so much.”

You took this time to really examine the face you loved that was absent for two months. His eyes looked tired, you could see small bags under his eyes, he was no doubt tired from all the travel. But he also looked relieved and refreshed. While touring took a physical tole on Shawn’s body, you knew he thrived off of the crowds screams every night and that it gave him a newfound passion for music.

A soft smile graced your lips as you appreciated the boy in front of you, “Let’s get you inside.” You took hold of his hand and guided him toward the house.

“Wait––“ he pulled on your hand which caused you to spin and rest a hand on his chest. Without a second more to waste, he leaned down and lightly pressed a kiss to your lips. You smiled into the kiss and lightly scrunched up the pink sweatshirt he wore.

His hand came to cradle the side of your face and you fell more in love with him with every kiss. As much as you wanted to continue to kiss your boyfriend, you could only imagine how exhausted he must feel. Reluctantly, you pulled away, which caused Shawn to let out a whine.

“Y/n––“

“We’ll have plenty of time to do more of that,” you kissed his cheek, “later. But right now you need a glass of water and a bed.”

There was a thoughtful look on Shawn’s face before he nodded, “Agreed.”

•••

You awoke with a hand on Shawn’s bare chest, rising and falling softly with each breath of his. You lifted your head up to look at the clock on your nightstand, 9:30. You were usually up my eight and downstairs lending a hand wherever your grandparents needed help, but waiting up for Shawn all night led you to sleep in a later later than normal.

A content sigh slipped past your lips as you let your head fall back onto the pillow. You brought one hand up to rub your eye as you turned your head to see Shawn squirm a little in his sleep. Not long after his sudden movement, he groaned and lifted both hands to cover his face.

“Mornin’,” he said groggily.

You let out a small laugh as you rolled over on your side, your elbow propping up your chin as you stared down at a sleepy Shawn. You ran your fingers through his hair and he peaked a look at you through the sliver of his fingers, “Sleep for a few more minutes, you’re probably still jet lagged.”

Shawn shook his head, “Don’t wanna waste any time.”

You continued to lazily run your fingers through his hair as you smiled down at him, “We can go for a picnic this afternoon? I can show you around the place?”

Shawn removed both hands from his face as his eyes shinned with adoration, “Yeah, that sounds nice.”

With a smile, you leaned your head down to press a chaste good morning peck to his kiss. But as you broke the kiss, Shawn leaned up and followed your lips. He brought a hand up to cup the back of your neck, extending his thumb to caress your cheek as he deepened the kiss.

You were a bit caught off guard by the intensity of the kiss, but it had been so long since you had any sort of physical contact with Shawn, so you didn’t fight against it. You were still hovering over him as you trailed a hand onto his stomach, pushing the thin layer of white sheets away to grant you more access to his bare chest.

With each kiss, Shawn sat up a little more until it was your back pressed that was against the mattress and him hovering over you. His hand that held the back fo your neck trailed down to your waist as he gave it a squeeze. You let out a soft moan as you circled your arms around his neck and brought him down closer to you.

Shawn had just slipped his tongue past your lips as he slid a hand up under your shirt, his fingers ghosting over the underside of your breast, when the door to your room abruptly flew open.

“Nipotina, you’ve slept far past normal hours and breakfast is almost––Oh.”

Shawn removed his hand from your shirt and was on the other side of the bed in lighting speed. It didn’t matter that you had already been caught by your grandmother in a compromising position with your boyfriend, but Shawn was acting as if he had been on that side of the bed all night. His flushed face and heavy breathing didn’t help his case.

It was silent between the three of you for a few seconds longer before you cleared your throat, “We’ll be down in a few minutes.”

Silence.

You were still in the same position before Shawn flew off you––back pressed against the matters with your shirt slightly wrinkled, “We’ll be down in a minute.”

Your grandmother nodded hesitantly, “Be down in a second and I won’t tell your Nonno what I walked in on.”

You nodded your head as you threw the sheets off and went to you closet. Your grandmother closed the door, but she popped her head back in and sweetly smiled at Shawn, “Lovely to finally meet you Shawn.” And without waiting for a response, she closed the door once more as you heard the creaky floorboards on the stairs signaling that she was really away this time.

Flicking through your clothes, you decided on an orange spaghetti strap sundress with a pair of tan sandals. You took the dress off the hanger and picked up the sandals from the straps in the back. You set the dress down on the cushion of the bay window in your room and when you had your arms crossed over your stomach, about to take off your shirt, you noticed Shawn was still sitting right on the edge of your bed with a petrified look in his eyes.

“Gonna get dressed?”

That seemed to break him out of whatever trance he was under and flick his eyes toward you as you took off your shirt. Usually the sight of you without a shirt on would cause him to smirk, but he still look terrified.

You rolled your eyes as you changed your underwear, put on a bandeau, and slipped the dress over your head, “C’mon, Shawn, it’s not like she caught us having sex.”

Shawn’s eyes popped out of his head as he gave you an incredulous look, “She caught us in bed, Y/n!” You let out a laugh as you sat down on the window ledge to put your sandals on, “She probably had a guest room set up for me to sleep in and she finds me in your room––On top of you––And I hadn’t even met her properly yet––“

“Relax,” you walked over and sat down next to Shawn on your bed. You picked up his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, “Both of my grandparents were okay with you sleeping in my room,” he let out an exasperated breath, “But you should really get ready for the day or else she really will tell my Nonno.”

You kissed his cheek before jumping off the bed and walking to your door. Shawn was fast on your trail as he dug around his suitcase for clothes.

“I’ll hold her down,” you winked as you closed the door behind you.

After freshening up in the bathroom, you skipped down the stairs to see your grandfather at the stove and your grandmother sipping on orange juice while reading a book. She was in the middle of turning the page when she noticed your presence.

“Where’s the boy?” Her tone was suggestive and you shot her a look that said you promised. Your grandmother continued to play her dangerous game as she took a sip of her orange juice, “He got in so late last night that I didn’t get to meet him properly.”

“He’s just in the bathroom!” Your grandfather peered over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow as the pan he was cooking on sizzled, “He’ll be down in a second.”

And as if on cue, you heard the old stairs creak under Shawn with every step he took. Your heart rate increased with each step you heard, and then finally, it felt as if your heart exploded when you saw him standing under the archway of the kitchen.

He wore a loose white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a pair of loose fitting blue jeans with small rips, and white sneakers. He stood there anxiously as he looked at you for help.

“Nonno and Nonna,” you gave your grandmother a pointed look as you took a few long strides across the kitchen to meet Shawn. You interlaced your fingers together and smiled up at him briefly before looking at your grandparents, “This is Shawn, my boyfriend––“

“Oh, the popstar,” your grandmother teased, “It’s nice to finally put a name to the face.”

Even though you briefed Shawn that he would endure some teasing, specifically form your grandmother, his eyes still widened, “It’s nice to finally meet you both as well, I’ve heard so much about you guys from Y/n and the summer’s she’s spent here.”

Your grandfather stepped away from the breakfast he was cooking and walked over to Shawn with a hand extended. Shawn immediately dropped your hand and went to shake your grandfather’s hand, “Nice to meet you, Shawn.”

The handshake only lasted a few seconds and Shawn smiled at your grandfather, “Pleasure to meet you too, sir,” He then broke eye contact to actually take time to look at the kitchen, since when he came in last night it was pitch black, “You have a wonderful house here, the view––it’s incredible.”

You followed his gaze. He was looking at the back windows through the screened in porch with an infinite amount of plants. The view was one that was plastered around all Italian tourist brochures: rolling countryside, a few trees dotting the landscape, and soft clouds rolling in from the distance.

“Sit,” you pulled on his hand until you got to the table, “Do you want water? Orange juice?”

Shawn shook his hand and stayed standing as he directed his voice toward your grandfather, “Do you need any help getting breakfast together?”

Your grandmother peered up from her book with both eyebrows raised, impressed that he was offering his help. She shot you warm smile, and you knew that Shawn had her approval, despite this morning’s incident, and then went back to reading her book.

“If you wouldn’t mind, Shawn,” with his back still facing the three of you, your grandfather pointed up towards a cabinet, “Could you get some plates down?”

Breakfast was filled with laughs, embarrassing stories of your childhood, and lots of conversation with your grandparents getting to know Shawn more. The sight of Shawn joking with your grandfather, or listening intently to whatever your grandmother said, warmed your heart.

Shawn helped clean up the kitchen when breakfast was concluded and then excused himself to go to the bathroom. After a substantial amount of time had passed where it worried you how long he had been on the toilet, you excused yourself from the back porch area to check up on him. You knocked on the bathroom door, but it was empty when you peeked in. Next, you checked your room, and found Shawn fast asleep on top of the covers.

A small size graced your lips as you gently closed the door and tip toed down the stairs.

You informed your grandparents on Shawn’s whereabouts and they chuckled before resuming their activities. You picked up a book from the table, and thankfully, this one was in English.

A few hours had passed and it was nearing lunch time. Shawn still hadn’t made an appearance. You knew he was exhausted from the constant movement of tour, and then traveling to Italy to be with you, and that it was his first real down time in a few months. Whenever Shawn came back to Toronto after tour, he reserved the following day for just sleeping.

You wanted to let him sleep, he always works himself too hard you thought, and you knew that you had a few more days to spend with him. But part of you was really looking forward to that picnic you proposed earlier in the day.

Your grandparents had plans with some friends in town and left you alone a little bit ago. The house was silent and it made a good atmosphere for reading. But you couldn’t concentrate on the book in your hands, always having to re-read the last sentence because your thoughts always seemed to wander off to the boy resting upstairs.

Realizing you needed a mental break, you dog-eared the page, tucked the book under your arm, and walked in the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of lemonade. You leaned up against the counter, letting the cold liquid coat your throat, as you heard the sound of creaking stairs. A smile automatically made its way onto your lips.

Shawn came into view, still looking a bit dazed from his nap, but smiled instantly when his eyes landed on you, “Still up for that picnic?”

Your smile brightened even more.

After retrieving a basket from the hall closet, a blanket from the living room, and picking out a few cheese and crackers, you wandered over to the wine rack.

With your hands placed on your hips you called out over your shoulder, “Red or white?”

Shawn poked his head around the wall and walked toward you with the basket. He stood next to you and you could feel him debating on which bottle of wine to chose.

“Let’s do a rosé.”

Your eyebrows raised as you turned your head up to look at him as you snorted, “Rosé?”

Shawn rolled his eyes and lightly pushed your shoulder with his hand, “Grab whatever you want.”

“Oh, no, no, no,” you picked out the first rosé you saw on the rack and held it up, “You picked rosé so we’re drinking rosé.”

You heard Shawn sigh from behind as you grabbed two plastic cups from the kitchen, “Out this way,” you waved over to him and led him from the kitchen, through the back screened porch, and out the door.

You walked down a stone path lined with plants that your mother helped your grandfather make when she was eleven years old. Walking hand-in-hand with Shawn made you fall more in love with him. It could just be the Italian air getting to your head, but sharing memories from your summer’s in Italy as a child and actually being able to show Shawn where everything happened…You could see yourself ten years down the line doing this with Shawn and your own kids.

After a while of walking and showing Shawn the landscape, you picked a peach tree to sit under to save your skin from the sweltering sun. You poked fun at Shawn for wearing jeans, to which he responded that he didn’t pack any shorts when he as on tour, so he was left with minimal outfit choices.

“You still look like an Italian dream,” you over dramatically fluttered your eyelashes at him as you sat down on the blanket Shawn spread out.

He let out a single laugh as he sat down cross-legged and pulled out the cheese and crackers from the basket. He set them out while you took the corkscrew and tried to open up the wine. After a few attempts of miserably failing at trying to pull the cork out with the opener, Shawn silently held his hand out.

With a begrudged sigh, you handed over the bottle and watched his arms flex as the cork came out easily from his strength with a soft pop.

You snatched the bottle from him and began to pour the wine in the plastic cups, pouring a little more rosé in your cup than his to mask the embarrassment. Whether Shawn saw you pour extra into your cup, he didn’t say anything, as you clinked cups and took a big gulp.

“So how’s tour been?” You leaned forward to cut a piece of cheese and place it on a cracker.

Shawn took a sip of his wine, “Fine,” you winced at his tone.

You took another bite of your cracker and finished chewing before speaking, “Still haven’t patched things up with Brian?”

Before Shawn left for the American leg of his tour, he and Brian got in a little argument. It wasn’t anything major, just that Shawn didn’t want Brian throwing any parties at his place like the last time he went on tour. Brian took more offense to it than intended, Shawn proceeded to get more passive aggressive with his comments, and neither of the boys wanted to break first and say sorry.

Shawn sighed and swirled the wine in his cup that he seemed to be mesmerized with, “No.”

The sun hit Shawn just right sitting under the tree. Glimmers of light broke through the leaves that left scattered patterns on his skin. He looked absolutely glowing with the illumination of sun on his jawline, but you knew he felt anything but glowing on the inside.

“Have you talked to Matt?” You questioned, “Maybe he could clue you in on how Brian’s feeling and then you can go from there.”

“I guess,” Shawn shrugged his shoulders as he took a cracker out of the sleeve.

You could tell he didn’t want to talk about the topic anymore, so you didn’t press further. Instead you changed the subject, “No cheese? You’re in Italy–��That’s blasphemous.”

Shawn’s mood shifted instantly as he let out a laugh. He went to grab another cracker, and this time he sliced off a piece of cheese, “Happy?”

“Peachy keen,” you smiled at him with your eyes closed. That earned you another laugh from Shawn.

You continued to mindlessly sip on your rosé, starting to feel the affect of the wine as you became more giggly and giddy. Every sentence Shawn spoke seemed to be the funniest thing ever said, and every look he threw your way had you wishing you could lock it up in a memory box forever.

You were pouring another glass when Shawn pushed himself off the blanket and looked up at the tree, “Can you eat these peaches?”

Pausing the pour, you scrunched your eyebrows together and thought for a moment, “I––I think so?”

Shawn shrugged his shoulders, “When in Italy,” he said dreamily.

You calculated every movement he made. He didn’t have to stand on his tip toes at all as his he reached his define arm up to pluck a peach off the tree, his lightbulb tattoo peaking through under his sleeve. With a swift snap of the twig, Shawn held the peach in his hand before throwing it up in the air once. He caught it flawlessly and turned it around to examine it for bruises.

Once he was pleased with the peach he picked, he took a seat next to you on the blanket. He sat so your shoulders were brushing against yours, “Wanna taste?”

You shook your head as you happily continued to sip on your wine, “I don’t think it’ll mix well with the rosé.”

“Don’t be such a priss,” Shawn rolled his eyes as he bit into the peach. He concentrated on his jaw as he chewed. Once he swallowed the part he bit off, he opened his mouth to show you that nothing was left. You swatted his face away from yours as he laughed, “See! I had wine and it didn’t taste weird!”

You took the peach from his hand and took a small bite knowing that he would not let you hear the end of it if you didn’t try it. Admittedly, it wasn’t terrible, but with how much wine you had drank, it wasn’t exactly pleasant.

You scrunched up your nose and placed the peach down on the blanket, “Nope,” you reached for your wine and took a sip, scrunching up your nose even more when you tasted more of how the wine mixed with the peach “Definitely no.”

Shawn’s eyes glowed with amusement as he stared at you through the top of his cup. He took another sip, “You’re adorable.”

“That was anything but adorable.”

He reached over your lap and grabbed the bottle of rosé, gesturing if you wanted anymore. You told him only a little, as you held your cup out for him to top off. He finished pouring the rest of the bottle in his cup.

The two of you sat in silence sipping on your wine as you listened to the branches of the peach tree rustling against each other by the slight wind. You rested your head on Shawn’s shoulder and he rested his head upon yours.

With your eyes closed, you had never felt pure bliss before this moment. You didn’t have anything challenging on your mind, nothing in the forefront of your mind screamed danger. Your mind was at ease for the first time in a long time.

Your eyes momentarily opened when you felt Shawn shift his arm from leaning on the blanket, to wrapping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer. You felt his calloused palm rub up and down your arm sending a wave of tingles down through your whole body. Even though you were positive you had no more room left between the two of you, you still scooched closer to him.

Shawn tightened his arm around your shoulder as he placed a gentle kiss on your head, “I love you.”

A soft smile spread across your face as you looked up to see him taking a sip of his wine and admiring the Italian countryside with you tucked into his side. You wrapped your arms around his torso and kissed the part of his collarbone that was peaking out, “I love you, too.”

You were content with everything in your life at the moment and you were sure Shawn reciprocated those feelings. Because right now, sitting on the Italian countryside with no one bothering either of you, it felt like a taste of what your future together held.

Just two young adults in love sipping on rosé.

#Shawn Mendes fluff #Shawn imagine #Shawn mendes #Shawn Peter raul mendes #Shawn Mendes imagine #Shawn Mendes ou #Shawnblr #Shawn Mendes blurb #Shawn Mendes writing #Shawn blurb #Shawn writing #Shawn Mendes x y/n #Shawn x y/n #Shawn Mendes x you #Shawn x you #fluff #Shawn Mendes fanfic

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howdidyoufindthis · 4 years ago

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Their stomach growled.

“Yeah, yeah, I know!” Greyscale said, “I’m trying to find something! Can’t you have any pa-”

They looked up as they hollered and noticed some smoke in the sky, above the surrounding brick buildings.

“Oh, what now, a fire-?”

Behind it was a large building with the words “DELTAMART” displayed proudly over a set of clear doors, standing tall and sure in the light of day. A grocery store! That’s just what they needed!

“Actually, I don’t think we’ll have to wait for much longer,” Greyscale said.

Greyscale drooled a little with wide eyes.

They anxiously waited until there were barely any people near the doors, and anyone that was there appeared too thoroughly occupied to notice anything sneaking in.

They whispered, “the coast is clear!”

The creature sprang from their hiding spot and scrambled ins-- wait, no, nevermind, they just bonked headfirst into the glass door.

A first-time customer in a nearby checkout aisle got startled out of her waiting stupor and looked over to the sliding doors. Nothing was there.

“Did you hear that?” she asked.

“I hear everything,” said cashier #23,457, mid-scan of a bag of milk with one of his hands.

Understandably, that monotone answer concerned the customer, but she tried to brush it off. She just needed some milk for a recipe quick, and this was the closest store to her house.

“So-- Um,” she pressed on, “what about that thud from outside?”

Warily, she took the bag.

“You’re... not going to check on th-”

“H-H-Have a good day!” He said.

Now truly weirded out, she quickly said, “alllright thenIwill!” and walked out as fast-yet-also-not-running as she could.

It’s safe to say she’ll make the effort to not come back.

Seeing their chance, Greyscale scurried in under an exiting woman’s line of sight before the glass doors closed behind her.

During this act of stealth and agility, they noticed an aisle with no people in it full of candy from atop a set of shelves.

“Aw, how sweet of fate!” they mused.

Among the midst of the corporately pleasant music playing throughout the store, its jingle chimed in.

It sang, “De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

They noticed the jingle and stopped their snacking to chuckle.

“You’re right about that,” they said, “I wonder what other good stuff this place has!”

They focused back on their bag of Candy Spiders (Now With 70% More Spiders!), just in time to notice one of the confections moving amongst its kin with its bone-pick legs.

A shocking moment of registration passed. They yelped at the realization and threw the bag away from themself as far as they could.

They sputtered, “Did-- did that--? No-”

They paused and slunk back up to the bag, warily.

The bag was motionless.

Slowly, cautiously, they batted it with their paw. They reeled it back away from the bag, as if it might jump up and bite them. Still, nothing inside moved.

They blinked a couple times and began to doubt what they thought they saw.

“Huh, h-ha, maybe this candy’s expired..” they said.

Out from under the side of a display pyramid of apples behind them, a glitching, writhing tentacle rose to inspect its produce.

Greyscale felt a couple of taps on their back and jumped, then turned to face-

“aAh-!!”

Oh nonono, they shook the shock from that off and sprinted left into an aisle, only to see one of the store workers pulling can after can out of his mouth to put on the shelves.

They quickly turned again to climb up a shelf from the opposite side of the aisle as fast as they could. They really, really, really shouldn’t be here-

“NononononoIcan’tbetrappedthere’sgottabeaneXIT-”

The owner of those legs, a tall, nicely dressed woman, looked down at whatever had bumped into her.

Greyscale screamed and ran as soon as they realized they got noticed yet again.

“Huh…” she said, “one of the fish they’re selling must’ve got out again.”

She shrugged and continued to read the label of some canned wood she grabbed from a shelf of assorted canned inedibles.

“There’s…” they huffed, “no one.. there…?”

Upon that realization, they slowed down even more, but that wasn’t enough to keep them from losing their footing on a pipe nestled into the glittering ground.

“HuhuUuAH-!”

They were then aware, horrified, of the unavoidable fact that they were now utterly, hopelessly lost.

“De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

Their heart sank.

“Oh no-”

#Long post

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doubutsu-no-hayashi · 5 years ago

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I made a list of all of my DIY recipes under the cut, excluding non-golden tools and garbage recipes (since those are automatically obtained when you get the materials). I also didn’t type out all of the egg outfits. I will update this as I obtain more recipes.

I was going to just keep this as a reference for when I open my island to say “go here to see what I can craft,” but you know what? I’ll go ahead and put this in the tags. If you need something crafted, feel free to message me. Must provide all materials, though, because I do not want to figure out pricing for all of this.

Acorn Pochette

Acorn rug

Acoustic Guitar

Angled signpost

Apple chair

Apple dress

Apple hat

Apple rug

Apple umbrella

Apple wall

Aquarius urn

Aries rocking chair

Armor shoes

Aroma pot

Asteroid

Astronaut suit

Autumn wall

Backyard lawn

Bamboo basket

Bamboo bench

Bamboo candleholder

Bamboo doll

Bamboo drum

Bamboo floor lamp

Bamboo flooring

Bamboo-grove wall

Bamboo hat

Bamboo lattice fence

Bamboo lunch box

Bamboo noodle slide

Bamboo partition

Bamboo shelf

Bamboo-shoot lamp

Bamboo slats fence

Bamboo sphere

Bamboo stool

Bamboo stopblock

Bamboo wall

Bamboo wall decoration

Bamboo wand

Barbell

Barbed-wire fence

Barrel

Basement flooring

Basket pack

Beekeeper’s hive

Big Festive tree

Birdbath

Birdcage

Birdhouse

Block fence

Blossom-viewing lantern

Blue rose crown

Blue rose wreath

Bone doorplate

Boomerang

Bonfire

Bonsai shelf

Box-shaped seat

Brick fence

Brick oven

Brick well

Brown herringbone wall

Bunny Day Arch

Bunny Day bag

Bunny Day bed

Bunny Day crown

Bunny Day fence

Bunny Day festive ballons

Bunny Day flooring

Bunny Day glowy garland

Bunny Day lamp

Bunny Day merry balloons

Bunny Day rug

Bunny Day stool

Bunny Day table

Bunny Day vanity

Bunny Day wall

Bunny Day wall clock

Bunny Day Wand

Bunny Day wardrobe

Bunny Day Wreath

Butter churn

Cabin wall

Campfire

Cancer table

Capricorn ornament

Cardboard bed

Cardboard chair

Cardboard sofa

Cardboard table

Carp on a cutting board

Cherry-blossom bonsai

Cherry-blossom branches

Cherry-blossom clock

Cherry-blossom flooring

Cherry-blossom-petal pile

Cherry-blossom pochette

Cherry-blossom pond stone

Cherry-blossom-trees wall

Cherry-blossom umbrella

Cherry-blossom wand

Cherry dress

Cherry hat

Cherry lamp

Cherry rug

Cherry speakers

Cherry umbrella

Cherry wall

Chic cosmos wreath

Chic mum crown

Chic rose crown

Chic tulip crown

Chic windflower wreath

Chocolate herringbone wall

Clackercart

Classic-library wall

Classic pitcher

Clothesline

Coconut juice

Coconut wall planter

Colored-leaves flooring

Cool hyacinth crown

Cool hyacinth wreath

Cool pansy crown

Cool pansy wreath

Cool windflower crown

Cool windflower wreath

Corral fence

Corrugated iron fence

Cosmos crown

Cosmos shower

Cosmos wand

Cosmos wreath

Country fence

Crescent-moon chair

Crest doorplate

Crewed spaceship

Cute lily crown

Cute rose crown

Cutting board

Dark bamboo rug

Dark cosmos crown

Dark lily crown

Dark lily wreath

Dark rose wreath

Dark tulip crown

Dark tulip wreath

Dark wooden-mosaic wall

Decoy duck

Deer decoration

Deer scare

Destinations signpost

DIY workbench

Document stack

Doghouse

Donation box

Drinking fountain

Egg party dress

Egg party hat

Falling-snow wall

Fancy lily wreath

Fancy mum wreath

Fancy rose wreath

Festival-lantern set

Festive rug

Festive top set

Festive tree

Festive wrapping paper

Firewood

Flat garden rock

Floral swag

Flower stand

Flying saucer

Fossil doorplate

Forest flooring

Forest wall

Fountain

Frozen arch

Frozen bed

Frozen chair

Frozen counter

Frozen fence

Frozen partition

Frozen pillar

Frozen sculpture

Frozen table

Frozen-treat set

Frozen tree

Fruit basket

Fruit wreath

Frying pan

Galaxy flooring

Garden bench

Garden rock

Garden wagon

Gemini closet

Giant teddy bear

Glow-in-the-dark stickers

Glowing-moss boulder

Glowing-moss dress

Glowing-moss flooring

Glowing-moss forest wall

Glowing-moss rug

Glowing-moss ruins wall

Glowing-moss statue

Gold armor

Gold-armor shoes

Gold bars

Gold helmet

Gold rose crown

Gold rose wreath

Gold-screen wall

Golden arowana model

Golden axe

Golden candlestick

Golden casket

Golden dishes

Golden dung beetle

Golden flooring

Golden gears

Golden ladder set-up kit

Golden net

Golden piggy bank

Golden plate armor

Golden seat

Golden shovel

Golden Slingshot

Golden toilet

Golden urn

Golden wall

Golden wand

Golden watering can

Gong

Grass skirt

Grass standee

Green bamboo fence

Green grass skirt

Green-leaf pile

Hanging terrarium

Hay bed

Hearth

Hedge

Hedge standee

Holiday candle

Honeycomb flooring

Honeycomb wall

Hyacinth crown

Hyacinth lamp

Hyacinth wand

Hyacinth wreath

Ice flooring

Ice wall

Ice wand

Iceberg flooring

Iceberg wall

Illuminated present

Illuminated reindeer

Illuminated snowflakes

Illuminated tree

Imperial fence

Infused water dispenser

Iron-and-stone fence

Iron armor

Iron closet

Iron doorplate

Iron fence

Iron frame

Iron garden bench

Iron garden chair

Iron garden table

Iron hanger stand

Iron shelf

Iron wall lamp

Iron wall rack

Iron wand

Iron worktable

Ironwood bed

Ironwood cart

Ironwood chair

Ironwood clock

Ironwood cupboard

Ironwood DIY workbench

Ironwood dresser

Ironwood kitchenette

Ironwood low table

Ironwood table

Jail bars

Jingle wall

Juicy-apple TV

Jungle flooring

Jungle wall

Kettle bathtub

Kettlebell

Key holder

King Tut mask

Knight’s helmet

Knitted grass backpack

Large cardboard boxes

Large lattice fence

Lattice fence

Leaf

Leaf campfire

Leaf mask

Leaf stool

Leaf umbrella

Leo sculpture

Libra scale

Light bamboo rug

Lily crown

Lily record player

Lily wand

Lily wreath

Log bed

Log bench

Log chair

Log decorative shelf

Log dining table

Log extra-long sofa

Log garden lounge

Log pack

Log round table

Log stakes

Log stool

Log wall-mounted clock

Lovely cosmos crown

Lucky golden cat

Lunar lander

Lunar rover

Lunar surface

Magazine rack

Manga-library wall

Manhole cover

Maple-leaf pochette

Maple-leaf pond stone

Maple-leaf rug

Maple-leaf umbrella

Matryoshka

Medium cardboard boxes

Mermaid bed

Mermaid chair

Mermaid closet

Mermaid dresser

Mermaid Fence

Mermaid flooring

Mermaid lamp

Mermaid rug

Mermaid screen

Mermaid shelf

Mermaid sofa

Mermaid table

Mermaid vanity

Mermaid wall

Mermaid wall clock

Mini DIY Workbench

Modeling clay

Modern wood wall

Money flooring

Moon

Mossy garden rock

Mountain standee

Mum crown

Mum cushion

Mum wreath

Mums wand

Mush lamp

Mush log

Mush low stool

Mush parasol

Mush partition

Mush table

Mush umbrella

Mush wall

Mush wand

Mushroom wreath

Music stand

Natural garden chair

Natural garden table

Natural mum wreath

Natural square table

Nice branch

Nova light

Ocarina

Oil-barrel bathtub

Old-fashioned washtub

Open wooden shelves

Orange dress

Orange end table

Orange hat

Orange rug

Orange umbrella

Orange wall

Orange wall-mounted clock

Ornament mobile

Ornament wreath

Outdoor bath

Outdoor picnic set

Palm-tree lamp

Pan flute

Pansy crown

Pansy table

Pansy wand

Pansy wreath

Park fence

Partition wall

Paw-print doorplate

Peach chair

Peach dress

Peach hat

Peach rug

Peach surprise box

Peach umbrella

Peach wall

Pear bed

Pear dress

Pear hat

Pear rug

Pear umbrella

Pear wall

Pear wardrobe

Pile of leaves

Pile of zen cushions

Pine bonsai tree

Pisces lamp

Pitfall seed

Plain sink

Plain wooden shop sign

Pond stone

Pot

Potted Ivy

Pretty cosmos wreath

Pretty tulip wreath

Project table

Purple hyacinth crown

Purple hyacinth wreath

Purple pansy crown

Purple windflower crown

Raccoon figurine

Rainbow feather

Red-leaf pile

Ringtoss

Robot hero

Rocket

Rocking chair

Rocking horse

Rope fence

Rope-net wall

Rose bed

Rose crown

Rose wand

Rose wreath

Rustic-stone wall

Sagittarius arrow

Sandy beach flooring

Sakura-wood flooring

Sakura-wood wall

Satellite

Sauna heater

Scarecrow

Scattered papers

Sci-fi flooring

Sci-fi wall

Scorpio lamp

Shamrock wand

Shell arch

Shell bed

Shell fountain

Shell lamp

Shell partition

Shell rug

Shell speaker

Shell stool

Shell table

Shell wand

Shell wreath

Shellfish pochette

Silo

Simple mum crown

Simple well

Simple wooden fence

Signpost

Ski-slope flooring

Ski-slope wall

Sleigh

Small cardboard boxes

Snazzy pansy wreath

Snowflake pochette

Snowflake wall

Snowflake wreath

Snowperson head

Space shuttle

Spiky fence

Stack of books

Stacked magazines

Stacked shopping baskets

Stacked-wood wall

Stall

Standard umbrella stand

Star head

Star pochette

Star wand

Starry garland

Starry wall

Starry-sands flooring

Starry-skies rug

Starry-sky wall

Steamer-basket set

Steel flooring

Steel-frame wall

Stone arch

Stone Fence

Stone lion-dog

Stone stool

Stone table

Stone tablet

Stone wall

Stonework kitchen

Straw fence

Straw umbrella hat

Street piano

Summer shell rug

Swinging bench

Tabletop festive tree

Tall garden rock

Tall lantern

Taurus bathtub

Tea table

Terrarium

Three-tiered snowperson

Tiki torch

Timber doorplate

Tiny library

Traditional balancing toy

Traditional straw coat

Tree-branch wand

Tree branch wreath

Tree standee

Tree-stump rug

Tree’s bounty arch

Tree’s bounty big tree

Tree’s bounty lamp

Tree’s bounty little tree

Tree’s bounty mobile

Trophy case

Tropical vista

Tulip crown

Tulip surprise box

Tulip wand

Tulip wreath

Turkey Day casserole

Turkey Day chair

Turkey Day decorations

Turkey Day garden stand

Turkey Day hearth

Turkey Day table

Turkey Day table setting

Turkey Day wheat decor

Ukulele

Underwater flooring

Underwater wall

Unglazed dish set

Veggie basket

Vertical-board fence

Vine crown

Vine hanging chair

Vine lamp

Vine outfit

Virgo harp

Wand

Water flooring

Water pump

Wave breaker

Wedding fence

Wedding wand

Western-style stone

Wild log bench

Wild-wood wall

Windflower crown

Windflower fan

Windflower wand

Windflower wreath

Wobbling Zipper toy

Wooden block bed

Wooden block bench

Wooden block bookshelf

Wooden block chair

Wooden block chest

Wooden block stereo

Wooden block stool

Wooden block table

Wooden block toy

Wooden block wall clock

Wooden bookshelf

Wooden bucket

Wooden chair

Wooden chest

Wooden double bed

Wooden end table

Wooden fish

Wooden full-length mirror

Wooden-knot wall

Wooden low table

Wooden ladder set-up kit

Wooden mini table

Wooden-mosaic wall

Wooden-plank sign

Wooden simple bed

Wooden stool

Wooden storage shed

Wooden table

Wooden table mirror

Wooden toolbox

Wooden wardrobe

Wooden waste bin

Woodland wall

Woven-vines hat

Yellow star rug

Yellow-leaf pile

Zen fence

Zen-style stone

#ACNH #Animal Crossing #Animal Crossing New Horizons #long post

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introvertedmumfriend · 4 years ago

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I have a ridiculous number of DIY recipes

Edit: Gates are now closed, if you see something you want that’s still available though, message me and we can work something out!

Please help me get rid of them! Just message me for the dodo code :)

Peach wall

Peach rug

Peach dress

Orange end table

Orange wall mounted clock

Bamboo-grove wall

Bamboo candleholder

Steamer basket set

Light bamboo rug

Basket pack

Bamboo doll

Bamboo basket

Bamboo stool

Water flooring x2

Underwater wall

Sandy beach flooring

Modern wood wall x2

Woodland wall

Jungle flooring

Classic library wall

Rustic-stone wall

Steel flooring

Aroma pot

Golden gears

Golden dishes

Lucky gold cat

Birdhouse

Deer decoration

Natural garden table

Pond stone

Tall garden rock

Flat garden rock

Ironwood dresser

Log bed

Wooden low table

Wooden end table x2

Hanging terrarium

Terrarium

Tiny library

Tulip surprise box

Pansy table

Shell wreath

Rose crown

Cute rose crown

Zen-style stone

Iron armour

Garden bench

Kettle bathtub

Knitted-grass backpack

Standard umbrella stand

P.s Leif is here too!

#acnh #animal crossing #acnh trade #dodo code #new horizons

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askwhatsforlunch · 6 months ago

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Sweet Spring

These recipes, whether indulgent and luscious cakes or delicious tarts with flaky, buttery pastry, turn this season into a delightfully Sweet Spring! Grab your dessert spoon, and enjoy!

Rose and Peach Baskets

Rose and Strawberry Cake

Rose Raspberry and Cream Pastry

Tarte aux Myrtilles (Blueberry Tart)

Springtime Garden Pavlova

Lavender Apricot Tart

Ruby Fraisier

Lemon and Elderflower Cake

Mango and Lime Tarts

Lime and Vodka Strawberry Charlotte

#Recipes #Recipe #Food #Sweet Spring #Sweet Spring Recipe List #Recipe List #Cakes #Tarts #Pies #Cake recipes #Tart recipe #Springtime #Spring #Spring recipe #Recipe Box

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extremelysadegg · 5 years ago

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[repost] on hold for right now

im bored and don’t feel like terraforming even though my island look like actual garbage

so im offering to make everything i have a diy recipe for

so if you want anything made dm everything you want (there is no limit) and ill tell you all the supplies that are needed for you to bring

tips are not required but if you have any extra diy recipes that you want to get rid of that you don’t see on my list i wouldn’t mind :)

angled signpost

apple chair

apple dress

apple rug

apple umbrella

apple wall

aries rocking chair

armor shoes

aroma pot

asteroid

astronaut suit

bamboo bench

bamboo doll

bamboo floor lamp

bamboo grove wall

bamboo lunch box

bamboo noodle slide

bamboo partition

bamboo shelf

bamboo shoot lamp

bamboo sphere

bamboo wand

barbell

barrel

basement flooring

basket pack

beekeepers hive

birdbath

birdhouse

blossom viewing lantern

blue rose crown

bone doorplate

boomerang

brick oven

brown herringbone wall

butter churn

cherry blossom pond stone

cherry blossom umbrella

cherry lamp

cherry rug

cherry speakers

cherry umbrella

chic tulip crown

chic windflower wreath

chocolate herringbone wall

classic library wall

classic pitcher

clothesline

coconut juice

cool hyacinth wreath

cool pansy crown

cosmos wreath

crescent moon chair

crest doorplate

crewed spaceship

dark tulip crown

decoy duck

deer scare

destination signpost

doghouse

flat garden rock

floral swag

fossil doorplate

fruit basket

frying pan

garden bench

garden rock

garden wagon

giant teddy bear

gold armor shoes

gold bars

gold screen wall

golden arowana model

golden candlestick

golden dishes

golden dung beetle

golden seat

grass standee

green grass shirt

green leaf pile

hanging terrarium

hay bed

hearth

hedge standee

honeycomb flooring

honeycomb wall

hyacinth lamp

hyacinth wand

iron closet

iron garden bench

iron garden chair

iron wall lamp

iron wall rack

iron worktable

ironwood cart

ironwood clock

ironwood diy bench

ironwood kitchenette

ironwood low table

ironwood table

juicy apple tv

jungle flooring jungle wall

kettle bathtub

kettlebell

key holder

knights helmet

leaf

leaf mask

leaf umbrella

light bamboo rug

lily crown

log bench

log chair

log dining table

log extra long table

log garden lounge

log pack

log stakes

log stool

magazine rack

manga library wall

matryoshka

moon

mountain standee

mums wand

natural garden chair

natural garden table

nova light

ocarina

oil barrel bathtub

old fashioned washtub

orange hat

orange umbrella

orange wall

outdoor picnic set

palm tree lamp

pan flute

Pansy crown

Pansy table

paw print doorplate

peach chair

peach dress

peach hat

peach surprise box

pear bed

pear dress

pear hat

pear rug

pear umbrella

pear wall

pear wardrobe

pile of zen cushions

pitfall seed

plain sink

pond stone

pot

potted ivy

raccoon figurine

recycled can thumb piano

ringtoss

rocking chair

rocking horse

rose wreath

shell arch

shell bed

shell fountain

space shuttle

stack of books

stacked magazine

stall

standard umbrella stand

star clock

star pochette

star wand

starry garland

starry sky wall

starry wall

steamer basket set

stone lion dog

stone stool

stone table

succulent plant

swinging bench

tall lantern

taurus bath

tea table

timber doorplate

traditional straw coat

tree banch wand

tree branch wreath

tree standee

trophy case

tulip surprise box

ukulele

water pump

wild log bench

wooden bookshelf

wooden fish

wooden table mirror

wooden wardrobe

wooden waste bin

pls let me make you something i don’t want to have made that list for nothing

#animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #acnh

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dreams-in-daylight · 3 years ago

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Free DIY recipes!!!!! Feel free to message me if you’re interested!

Acoustic guitar

Apple hat

Apple umbrella

Apple wall

Armor shoes

Bamboo candleholder

Bamboo doll

Bamboo floor lamp

Bamboo lunchbox

Bamboo partition

Basket pack

Beekeeper’s hive

Birdhouse x2

Blue rose crown

Bonfire

Cardboard bed

Carp on a cutting board

Cherry-blossom-trees wall

Cherry-blossom bonsai

Cherry-blossom pond stone

Clackercart

Classic pitcher

Coconut wall planter

Cute rose crown

Dark lily wreath

Decoy duck

Deer decoration

Flat garden rock

Forbidden altar

Fruit basket

Glowing-moss ruins wall

Golden altar

Golden bathtub

Golden casket

Golden dishes

Golden dung beetle

Golden flooring

Golden gears

Golden garden bunny

Golden toilet

Golden wristwatch

Gold-screen wall

Grass skirt

Infused-water dispenser

Ironwood cart

Ironwood DIY workbench

Ironwood dresser

Jail bars

Leaf umbrella x2

Leo sculpture

Lily record player

Log chair

Log decorative shelves

Log garden lounge

Log steaks

Lucky gold cat

Maple-leaf pond stone

Maple-leaf umbrella

Mum cushion

Mush wall

Music stand

Natural garden chair

Natural garden table

Orange hat

Orange rug

Orange wall-mounted clock

Palm-tree lamp

Pan flute

Pansy table

Peach hat

Peach wall

Pear bed

Pile of leaves

Pine bonsai tree

Pond stone x2

Red-leaf pile

Rose bed

Shell bed

Shell fountain

Shell music box

Shell speaker

Shell stool

Shell table

Simple DIY workbench

Simple mum crown

Sleigh

Snowflake wreath

Stacked shopping baskets

Stacked-wood wall

Stone lion-dog

Terrarium x2

Tiki torch

Tiny library

Tulip wreath

Underwater flooring

Water pump

Windflower fan

Wooden bucket

Wooden chair

Wooden-block bench

Zen-style stone

Not required but I am looking for Redd :3

Last updated: May 5th 2022

#ACNH #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #new horizons #if this post disappears too I’ll scream

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anthracite-crossing-blog · 5 years ago

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Spare Recipes

I have a load of DIY recipes available! DM me if you’d like any of them. I’m looking for the Iron Garden Bench DIY recipe if you have that to trade, but otherwise you can just take them. I don’t need my entire top floor dedicated to duplicates!

Apple dress

Bamboo doll

Bamboo-grove wall*2

Bamboo noodle slide*2

Bamboo wand*4

Boomerang

Cardboard bed

Cardboard sofa

Crest doorplate

Doghouse

Golden arowana model

Green-leaf pile*2

Honeycomb wall*2

Iron closet

Light bamboo rug

Orange wall-mounted clock

Pansy table

Peach chair

Peach dress

Peach umbrella

Pear dress

Pear hat

Rose crown

Shell fountain*2

Stacked-wood wall

Standard umbrella stand

Steamer-basket set*5

Stone wall

Water pump*2

Wooden end table*2

Wooden toolbox

#acnh #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #acnh trade #acnh recipes #acnh recipe trade

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ninjacharli · 5 years ago

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Okay this was supposed to happen way sooner but life got busy. As a thank you for how much help I got villager hunting I'm giving away all my extra DIY FOR FREE. No limit but please only take if you need so everyone can get stuff they want. No payment needed, if ya wanna tip bells are fine as I dont need much else. Id take Celeste recipes if you got em to spare but honestly I'm happy to give these away.

My internet doesnt support many people on my island at once so I'll deliver via dodo code! PLEASE DM as I forget to check the post and its first-come-first-served. I'll set up drop off times when I get back on in the morning!

Stack of Books

Blue rose wreath

Water pump

Steamer basket set

Wooden-block bed. Wood block chest.

Cardboard chair x2. Medium cardboard boxes x2. Small cardboard boxes.

Clothesline

Classic pitcher

Bamboo drum x2. Bamboo stopblock. Bamboo noodle slide. Bamboo basket. Bamboo grove wall. Bamboo hat. Bamboo wall.

Sign post

Basket pack

Wooden table

Leaf

Pot

Bonfire x2

Gold armor shoes. Gold helmet.

Sandy beach floor

Matryoshka

Log dining table

Pear umbrella. Pear hat. Pear rug.

Peach rug

Log mounted wall clock

Bone doorplate

Western style stone

Gold toilet

Orange wall x2

Wild wood wall x2

#acnh villagers #acnh community #acnh switch #acnh #acnh island #acnh trade #acnh blog #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #animal crosing #animal crosing new horizons #acnh diy #acnh raymond #animal crossing new horizons diy #diy

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howdidyoufindthis · 4 years ago

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Their stomach growled.

“Yeah, yeah, I know!” Greyscale said, “I’m trying to find something! Can’t you have any pa-”

They looked up as they hollered and noticed some smoke in the sky, above the surrounding brick buildings.

“Oh, what now, a fire-?”

Behind it was a large building with the words “DELTAMART” displayed proudly over a set of clear doors, standing tall and sure in the light of day. A grocery store! That’s just what they needed!

“Actually, I don’t think we’ll have to wait for much longer,” Greyscale said.

Greyscale drooled a little with wide eyes.

They anxiously waited until there were barely any people near the doors, and anyone that was there appeared too thoroughly occupied to notice anything sneaking in.

They whispered, “the coast is clear!”

The creature sprang from their hiding spot and scrambled ins-- wait, no, nevermind, they just bonked headfirst into the glass door.

A first-time customer in a nearby checkout aisle got startled out of her waiting stupor and looked over to the sliding doors. Nothing was there.

“Did you hear that?” she asked.

“I hear everything,” said cashier #23,457, mid-scan of a bag of milk with one of his hands.

Understandably, that monotone answer concerned the customer, but she tried to brush it off. She just needed some milk for a recipe quick, and this was the closest store to her house.

“So-- Um,” she pressed on, “what about that thud from outside?”

Warily, she took the bag.

“You’re... not going to check on th-”

“H-H-Have a good day!” He said.

Now truly weirded out, she quickly said, “alllright thenIwill!” and walked out as fast-yet-also-not-running as she could.

It’s safe to say she’ll make the effort to not come back.

Seeing their chance, Greyscale scurried in under an exiting woman’s line of sight before the glass doors closed behind her.

During this act of stealth and agility, they noticed an aisle with no people in it full of candy from atop a set of shelves.

“Aw, how sweet of fate!” they mused.

Among the midst of the corporately pleasant music playing throughout the store, its jingle chimed in.

It sang, “De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

They noticed the jingle and stopped their snacking to chuckle.

“You’re right about that,” they said, “I wonder what other good stuff this place has!”

They focused back on their bag of Candy Spiders (Now With 70% More Spiders!), just in time to notice one of the confections moving amongst its kin with its bone-pick legs.

A shocking moment of registration passed. They yelped at the realization and threw the bag away from themself as far as they could.

They sputtered, “Did-- did that--? No-”

They paused and slunk back up to the bag, warily.

The bag was motionless.

Slowly, cautiously, they batted it with their paw. They reeled it back away from the bag, as if it might jump up and bite them. Still, nothing inside moved.

They blinked a couple times and began to doubt what they thought they saw.

“Huh, h-ha, maybe this candy’s expired..” they said.

Out from under the side of a display pyramid of apples behind them, a glitching, writhing tentacle rose to inspect its produce.

Greyscale felt a couple of taps on their back and jumped, then turned to face-

“aAh-!!”

Oh nonono, they shook the shock from that off and sprinted left into an aisle, only to see one of the store workers pulling can after can out of his mouth to put on the shelves.

They quickly turned again to climb up a shelf from the opposite side of the aisle as fast as they could. They really, really, really shouldn’t be here-

“NononononoIcan’tbetrappedthere’sgottabeaneXIT-”

The owner of those legs, a tall, nicely dressed woman, looked down at whatever had bumped into her.

Greyscale screamed and ran as soon as they realized they got noticed yet again.

“Huh…” she said, “one of the fish they’re selling must’ve got out again.”

She shrugged and continued to read the label of some canned wood she grabbed from a shelf of assorted canned inedibles.

“There’s…” they huffed, “no one.. there…?”

Upon that realization, they slowed down even more, but that wasn’t enough to keep them from losing their footing on a pipe nestled into the glittering ground.

“HuhuUuAH-!”

They were then aware, horrified, of the unavoidable fact that they were now utterly, hopelessly lost.

“De-De-deee de DelllltaMart, you have NO ideea what’s in STORE for YOU-u-u!”

Their heart sank.

“Oh no-”

#Greyscale

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