#SAMOSA FOOD

[juniper-clan]

Slickclaw as a human would look like Joey Richter from Team Starkid and you can’t tell me otherwise

[everythingwithwasabi]

Crispy Sambusas

[colombiacaribe]

[fattributes]

Fig and Nuts Gujjia

[wordsmithwhumpsandfluff]

Hi I was wondering if you could do one of the girls with period cramps?

As a result of the poll, I give you this! These two honestly make me feel so freaking single🥲👍

!emeto warning!

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Keiko was honestly both in awe of and terrified of his girlfriend’s appetite. Especially when she was on her period.

In one sitting, he’d watched her polish off a whole bag of garlicy Naan bread, a whole container of extra spicy Chicken Tiki Masala, three vegetarian samosas, and a container of white rice. And now, she was eating chocolate ice-cream straight out of the tub.

Amberlynn tended to have a big appetite whenever she was on her period, but this was a whole new freaking level.

“Baby, you’ll make yourself sick,” he said, finally speaking up about how much she was eating.

She looked at him, the spoon halfway to her mouth. Then she lowered the spoon, pouted in an annoyed way, and said, “I’m fine.”

Keiko frowned, but said nothing else as she continued to eat the ice-cream. That was, until a hiccup suddenly snuck up on her.

“Maybe you should stop now?” he suggested. “That hiccup could be a warning sign.”

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, yeah. Or it could just be a regular hiccup. That’s always a possibility, doc.”

With a sigh, Keiko shrugged and got up from the couch. “Okay. Well, I’m gonna shower now.” He walked behind the couch and behind Amberlynn, only to bend forward enough to look at her upside-down. “Love you, Am,” he said.

Her face morphed into a smile that she couldn’t help. “Love you, Kei.”

Keiko kissed her while upside-down, and then left to go shower.

He showered for quite a bit. The warm water was just pleasant, and after eating, he was feeling just a bit lazy and content with taking his time.

When he got out of the shower and came back out to the living room, now in pajama pants and shirtless, the coffee table had been cleaned up, the food (and ice-cream) was gone, and Amberlynn was completely passed out on the couch, one hand on her stomach. Keiko smiled at how cute she was: her mouth slightly parted as she snored quietly, and her slightly-bloated belly peeking out from under her shirt.

He went over to her, crouching down and smoothing hair away from her face. “Am,” he whispered. “C’mon, baby. Let’s go to bed.”

She groaned, and Keiko moved and planted a soft kiss on the part of her belly peeking out, making her giggle because she got ticklish there.

“Get to the room, baby, I’ll be right over.” He stood up, honestly expecting his girlfriend to actually listen to him.

He turned off the lights in the kitchen, entryway, and he closed all of his curtains. When he came back to the living room, Amberlynn was sitting up, but she was hunched over and hugging her stomach with a sour look on her face.

“What’s wrong, Am?” Keiko asked, turning off the living room light and the TV as well.

Amberlynn swallowed. “I feel weird,” she admitted, her bottom lip slightly jutting out in the way it did when she pouted. “Periods fucking suck.”

Keiko couldn’t help but chuckle at the bitter words, crouching down in front of his girlfriend and cupping her face in his hands, kissing her pout. “Is your tummy hurting?”

She raised a brow, sarcastically. “Noooo. Between being infected with God’s incredibly sexist red-plague and eating my weight in spicy Indian food and ice-cream, my stomach feels absolutely freaking peachy.” At least she was willing to admit that she went a bit overboard.

Keiko laughed and kissed her again. “Okay, baby, I get it. Let’s go, and I’ll rub your belly. Do you need meds? Or the heating pad? Or just some water?”

“Maybe just the heating pad.”

Keiko nodded. “Okay. Go to the bedroom, and I’ll heat the pad up.”

Once again, Keiko left her and went to heat up the heating pad. It took a few minutes to find it, and another few to heat it up. He also grabbed her some water anyway. By the time he was done, Amberlynn had left the couch.

Keiko found her under the covers, staring up at the ceiling with a weird look.

“You okay?” he asked, shutting the door.

She shrugged. “I just really want that heating pad.”

Keiko smiled handing it to her. She thanked him, taking it and pushing down the covers so she could put it on her belly under her shirt, and then she pulled the covers up again.

After putting the water on the bedside table, Keiko went around the bed and also got in, immediately putting a hand under his girlfriend’s shirt and rubbing her tummy over the heating pad.

Amberlynn let out a content sigh, scooting closer to him and touching her forehead to his. “Thanks, Kei,” she whispered.

Keiko kissed her cheek in response.

Despite being the one to suggest going to bed, Keiko wasn’t really all that tired. He smiled as he just stared at his girlfriend, admiring every inch of her face as she drifted back off again.

He found himself continuing to rub her belly for another ten minutes or so before her eyes opened again and she once again had that sour look on her face, but she now also had a whiter parlor to go with it. “Kei,” she said, looking at him with a hint of panic in her eyes.

He frowned. “What’s wrong?”

She swallowed and hesitated for a moment before saying. “Help me— help me get up, baby. Now.”

She swallowed again and Keiko sat up in a rush, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her up into a sitting position. She doubled over, heaving over the sheets, and Keiko nearly tumbled to the ground as he leapt off the bed in a rush to get the bin in the corner of the room. He grabbed it, and sprinted back to Amber’s side of the bed, placing it in front of her in time to catch a thick stream of brown vomit that smelled sweet like chocolate. Amberlynn gagged, and more puke came up. The streams came up so heavily that Amberlynn began trembling from the force. What’s worse is that she felt blood rush into her pad with some of the violent heaves.

When the Indian food came back up, that was the worst of it. For some reason, spicy food was more intense and throat-burning when it was coming back up.

Some grains of rice got caught in her throat, and she choked, coughing so hard that she teared up a bit and Keiko thumped on her back while saying soothing words.

Another thick stream cleared up the rice in her throat, but it still burned horribly, and she could even feel some of that burning in the back of her nose, which was uncomfortable as hell.

Her stomach squeezed painfully. Gradually, the streams of vomit became smaller. Before long, there was nothing else coming up but sick, painful burps that Amberlynn didn’t bother muffling.

She wined, sniffing even through she wasn’t actively crying. “Craaaap,” she moaned, pushing the bin towards Keiko’s hands. “I-I need to go to the bathroom.”

Keiko took the bin and nodded, kissing her forehead. “Okay then, baby. I’ll get the meds. You clearly need them.”

She pouted. “Won’t stay down, Kei.”

He shrugged. “It’s fine if they don’t, but try anyway.”

He got up and Amberlynn dizzily got on her feet. When Keiko saw that she was steady enough, he left the room to dump the vomit in the bin into the kitchen sink.

When he got back to the room with a clean bin and the meds in hand, he expected Amberlynn to be back in bed, but instead he saw that the bathroom door was closed and he heard the shower running.

He left two little pills on the bedside table by the water, and he set the bucket down by Amberlynn’s side of the bed. Then he climbed back onto the bed, sitting back against the headboard and scrolling on his phone.

Amberlynn didn’t take long in the bathroom. When she came out, some of her color had come back and her damp curls were in a long braid.

“Better?” he asked, smiling as she flopped onto the bed next to him.

“Mmm-hm,” she hummed, scooting over and shifting to place her head on his lap. “Feeling fresh feels good.”

He lightly scratched her scalp. “Your stomach?”

“Crampy, but better.”

“I brought the meds. They’re right—”

“Too late,” she interrupted, pressing her face to his thigh. “I’m sleeping.”

“Am—”

“Sleeping!”

Keiko rolled his eyes, smiling. “Fine. Sleep. But the second your stomach hurts again, you’re taking those meds.”

She looked up at him out of the corner of her eye. “You love me.”

He chuckled, bending over to plant a kiss on her temple. “Hell yeah, I do. Now, I thought you were ‘sleeping’.”

[bharatiyafoodie]

A breakfast plate consisting of a pair of fluffy Idlis (made out of steamed fermented rice), a samosa, a Vada, an aloochop and a bit of semolina...

[do-you-like-this-food]

samosas

[highsummonertemptress]

Favourite dumplings from all over the world🥟

Xiaolongbao 🇨🇳

Momos 🇳🇵

Festival 🇯🇲

Gyoza 🇯🇵

Mandu 🇰🇷

Samosa 🇮🇳

[miofooddiary]

[thebisexualwreckoning]

Finally some good fucking samosa with imli chutney

[dinosaurwithablog]

I made samosas!!! I have never had them so I don't know what they should taste like, but these are delicious 😋 😍 it's a burst of flavor in every bite!!!! I used Indian spices that I've never experienced. They are delightful and sooooooo good. I'm gonna be making samosas as a regular part of my diet. They're vegetarian flavor bombs!! I love them!!! ❤️ I need to make more now! 🤗😍 what a great way to eat potatoes 🥔 😋 mmmmmmmm ❤️ 😋

[aperture24]

Samosas

[sumquiasum]

top 5 types of dumplings throughout global cuisine?

Semmelknödel

Gyoza

Ravioli/Tortelli/Tortellini

Dampfnudeln

Bao

[chicago-geniza]

Talked about Ghareeb Nawaz with coworker and it made me crave Ghareeb Nawaz. They always cook huge portions for iftar during Ramadan. Coworker said he's been eating there for 22 years since it was just a grab-and-go food counter frequented by Pakistani cab drivers. Ask anyone in Chicago what their favorite restaurant is and in my experience one in three people will say Ghareeb Nawaz

[ongreenergrasses]

for the gestures prompts, 13 or 24 with anyone?

hello Apple 💜 i chose 13, i hope you enjoy!

Joe momentarily has to stand on his tiptoes to keep sight of Nicky as a truly enormous man steps directly into his path. Nicky has both their drinks and is weaving his way expertly through the crowd, almost too fast for Joe to keep up.

He sidesteps the man and catches up quickly to Nicky, who didn’t seem to notice their brief separation.

Joe knows it’s fine. They’re in a club, they have cell phones. It’s not that hard for them to find each other.

That doesn’t stop him from snaking his finger into Nicky’s belt loop and pulling him closer, so they won’t get separated again.

Nicky looks back over his shoulder and raises an eyebrow. Joe smiles as brightly as he can and then presses a smacking kiss to Nicky’s cheek. “So I don’t lose you,” he says.

Nicky rolls his eyes but he’s smiling. “You’ll never lose me.”

Joe’s a little stunned by that statement. He plasters himself to Nicky’s side, thumb still hooked in his belt loop, and kisses his shoulder.

He loves Nicky so much that it hurts, sometimes.

Nicky says nothing in response, just hums, and guides him back to their table.

meaningful gestures

[m4movies]

PUNJABI SAMOSA