#YAY FILLET!!

[shaemss]

i love ray fillet ehs my favorite character omg he’s so funny and cute PLEASE JUST LET HIM SING OKAY?? LET HIM SAY YAY FILLET

worst part is there is no photos of him anywhere in mm bc no one appreciates him enough 😭

[dullahandyke]

Tbh I do feel like a bit of a cunt constantly adjusting my mask to get the fit good when I first put it on. Local dipshit needs to pinch the bridge of her mask one million times in public . Shameful

[pinkie-pop]

🎀Hii!!🎀

Let’s start off, hi, hello, we don’t flicker lights. Complain when you die that you didn’t see them flicker, because they never did, you just have bad hearing ;p

🫧What should you expect from this blog?

Ah, ofc, what is even gonna happen around here?

Well!

—Asks, duh, it’s an askblog.

—Doodle requests + answers

—occasional fanart

—rp!! yay yippee

—whiteboards and pressure servers if enough people want ‘em!

🕷️DNI LIST!!

Every blog has things they do and don’t want in their area, we are no exception! Please read over this so you know you can come in here safely and not irk us or make other people uncomfortable! This is a safe space. (We mean, unless you’re an expendable, hehe.)

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Info on the host, Pinkie, tags, and more under the cut~

—🏵️Alright hello hello! Host talking, super excited to do this

Pinkie, a girl, goes by she/it, and refers to herself as ‘we,’ mainly due to the fact she has a whole one extra eye than the other anglers, two if you count froger and four if you count chains.

Host, me, idgaf what you use for my pronouns, but I’m like half girl half whatever. I might make some doodles of my character from time to time, so if you see an expendable you don’t know, it might be my avatar.

Will be updated as time goes on, probably.

—Tags!!

#🏵️ —host

#Expendaskble —anon asks

#hi I have quastion — asks (anon or not)

#Classic —Angler

#DarknSinister —Blitz

#Jumpy —Froger

#Seaweed —Chainsmoker

#Cherry —possibly another Pinkie

#Plural —A-60 ‘The Multi-Monster’

#1nonly —Pande

#Fillet —Sebastian

#Blahäj —Eyefestation

#Leviathan —Searchlights

#b33pb00p —p.AI.nter

#CompressedAir —Wall Dweller

#Scream —rp

#Scratch —Art attached

#FrogJump —reblog

#Cleanslate —whiteboard fox

#Submarine —pressure server

[spahhzy]

Danger is your friend~

If Ashley's glare could kill from across the room, Julia would have been dead a thousand times over.

Gripping at her drink a little too tightly as she saw that whore latch herself onto her brother, Andrew, arm like the snake she was. A million dark thoughts crossed her mind as she watched the two just converse. Andrew looked passive as ever and a happy and smiling Julia.

"Hey Ashley, why don't you come over and play some party games with us?" said one of the party goers as she looked at the various drinking games being played.

She looked back to where Andrew and that...person was before suddenly getting a really dark idea.

"A drinking game sounds fun, I have just the thing too. Can I bring my brother and his girlfriend along too?" Ashley asked with fake sweetness and the party goers just shrugged.

"More the merrier, I suppose, and what game do you have in mind?" They asked, and Ashley let out a mischievous smile but said nothing as she went to go get her brother.

-

"I really am glad you came out to the party tonight, Andrew." Green eyes looked back to glimmering yellow as Julia looked happy at him.

"It's nothing" was all he said as he went back to watching his sister out of the corner of his eye.

"You know this is honestly the first time I've seen your sister in a public event like this" said Julia as she looked at Ashley who was talking to another party goer.

'Mmm,' was all Andrew said as Julia wrapped her arms around his neck and put her forehead to his as Andrew let his hands linger on her waist.

They stayed like that for a good minute, Julia just enjoying the warmth, and Andrew trying his best not to imagine a certain someone else in her place.

"Ahem"

Julia jumped off Andrew in startlement as she looked at the glare she got from one Ashely Graves.

"What's up, pest?" Andrew asked as suddenly the glare she was giving Julia 180 to a happy smile towards Andrew.

"Oh Andy~ I have a game I want you and Julia to be apart in" Ashley said in a sing-song voice.

'Ah hell she is upset,' Andrew thought to himself as he noticed that angry glare at Julia moments earlier.

"Actually Ashley uh me and Andrrw were probably going to go-"

"Ah, come on, it's just a couple rounds it will take no little of your times, then you can go back to being lovey dovey after." Andrew could feel the sarcasm dripping from Ashley words as his sister looked at him with a pout.

"Please, Andy."

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her smile, Andrew.

He looked.

Fuuuuuck.

"Sure"

"Yay~" cheered Ashley as Julia just sighed.

-

"So what game do you have us playing?" Asked Julia as they came up to a smile crowd in the kitchen.

"Ashley I got the table and cutting board set up uh...you sure this is a drinking game" said that same party goer that was woth Ashley earlier, Andrew made a mental note to have a 'chat' woth them afterwards.

"Oh yes, thank you," She said as finally the group came to a small table set up with one knife in the middle on a cutting board and bottle of whiskey.

"Alright, looks like the contestants are here," announced Ashley as she took her place on one end of the table before dramtically pointing a finger at Julia.

"I, Ashley Graves, herby challenge Julia to a game of Five Finger Fillet' .

Leyley-Sidequest- titled: Five Finger Filleting this brother stealing bitch!

Julia looked at Ashley, who had grabbed the knife from cutting board.

"I uh decline?" She said not at all interested in playing any game Ashley cooked up and not at all liking the look she gave her with that knife in hand.

"Oh, come on, stop being a wimp it's very easy how many rotation within sixty seconds you can do without nicking your hand as you go faster and faster," Ashley explained, and Julia still looked very uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, Ashley. we can play something else that doesn't involve you know knives!" Said Julia trying to reason woth Ashley but the younger graves sister wouldn't have it.

"Come on, don't you want to prove to my brother how great you are?" Julia heard that sarcastic tone, but she wouldn't be tricked by Ashley.

"I'm good Ashley- no need to -

"I'll play in her place," Andrew said much to Julia's shock as he stepped forward, shrugging off his coat and handing it to Julia, who looked a bit worried but Ashley was all too pleased.

"Ooh is big brother coming to his girls' rescue how romantic," Ashley said as both her and Andrew sat down from across each other.

"I'll set the tempo, my dear Andrew" Ashley said as she took a shot of whiskey, and Andrew used his phone to set the timer.

Slow at first as the knife landed on the wooden surface between Ashley's fingers as Andrew stared intensely at his sister.

Soon, she began to pick up the pace, going faster and faster, the blade dancing around her fingers almost as if afraid to incur the wrath of the gaze of the wielders brother.

30 seconds had passed, and so far, five rotations that Ashley had managed without so much as a nick to her skin.

Julia could only watch the knife dance back and forth as the crowd around her spoke in hushed amazement.

Soon, one minute had passed, and Ashley smiled smugly before slamming the knife into the cutting board.

"10 rotations Andy~beat that," Ashley said playfully as her pink eyes gazed hazily at Andrew's green.

Staring at her still Andrew rose from his seat and yanked the knife from Ashley's cutting board before taking a shot of whiskey for himself, the liquid burning his throat as he sat down and shut his eyes for a second and reopened them with a smirk.

Placing his hand on the cutting board, Andrew began his turn.

Julia watched with baited breath as Andrew worked the knife with skill as the blade landed between his fingers, going faster and faster, and on top of that he was already at eight rotations and was close to beating Ashley but Julia caught one little detail that made her feel uneasy.

As Andrew was playing... all this time, he kept his eyes locked onto Ashley, whomst didn't even look away, and now that she looked a little closer at the younger sibling...

Was Ashley...biting her lip?

Was she also blushing?

She looked at Andrew, who also had a little pink dust on his cheek.

Whatever was happening, Julia needed to put a stop to it. She looked at the time clock to see it was at 45 seconds, just 15 more to go, and this game will be over.

Or that would be the case if...

"Mmmmm" moaned Ashley, which caused Andrew to stem him off guard a bit before suddenly.

"Ouch." Andrew looked down at the small little cut he made on his index finger he was at 9 rotations...

"Yeeees! I beat you, Andy!" Shouted Ashley in victory as Andrew just gave her a small glare and grumbled as he wrapped a small napkin on his cut.

Julia, worried, looked at Andrew's cut.

"It will be okay, Julia," Andrew said to her, but before she could say anything else.

Ashley came in between them and grabbed Andrew's bad hand.

"It's time to go home now, big brother, don't you think?" Ashley said innocently before looking behind at Julia.

"Since you lost, you can go home by yourself" and before Julia could say anything else.

"I'm sorry Julia, it seems Ashley is ready to go home, I'll fetch you a taxi if you're not feeling confident to go home by yourself," Andrew offered and Julia just sighed before shaking her head.

"I'm fine," Andrew was not convinced but didn't want to say anything. Have her a small hug and a kiss on the side of her head, but let go when he felt Ashley's nails dig into the palm of his hand.

"Have a good night, Julia." He waved at her before following Ashley out the door. Julia sighed for lords know how many times tonight before suddenly Ashley raced back into the room and looked at Julia before snatching her brother coat out of her hands and putting it on her self.

Julia just watched her leave back out through the door.

-

In the car ride home to the apartment, Andrew just drove as Ashley snuggled up to her Andy's jacket, enjoying the scent, warmth, and security it gave her.

Andrew just looked over out of the corner of his eye at his sister.

Wincing a bit from the cut on his finger, Andrew groaned, just wanting to get home and sleep until suddenly a hand grabbed his finger gently.

Andrew held in a breath as he watched as his sister put the single digit to her lips and kissed it gently, some of his blood lacing her lips as she licked it off before giving her brother a smile.

"All better~"

Andrew let out his breath, glad that road was empty as he was currently driving on the opposite side.

What will Andy ever do with Leyley?

[neverheroes]

You’re here! ˳·˖✶ ⋆˚. ∘. Yay fillet ◦ ∿ . *･ﾟﾟ!

This is an every hyperfixation dumpsterfire because I can’t compartmentalise, can I hear a wahoo. Again, if you know me, pretend you never saw this. I need this aside from real life to vent weirdness into the void.

TMNT is a life-long special interest so that’ll probably stick around and recur. The answer to which TMNT I like is “Yes”.

Yes, you can use any of my art you want to as headers or pfps. No, reposting art is silly please don’t do it. This account would get an M rating as a movie but mostly just because of the occasional blood and swearing. Minors are welcome to interact but I am an adult ok I pay taxes. No tcest or sexual content ever, just silliness and thinking too hard about things generally nobody cares about.

Hello more readers! Here’s… more.

I’ve changed my @ to neverheroes but I’ll still be using these location tags. Art tags are ‘bekmadethis’ + franchise. Meta/reviews are ‘bekthoughtthis’ + franchise. Short fictions are ‘bekwrotehis’ + franchise (see post tags)

bekmadethistmnt - ninja turtles

bekmadethisat - adventure time

bekmadethisofmd - our flag means death

bekmadethisgoodomens - good omens

I hope you like style and content inconsistency ^-^ feel free to drop a request.

My big weird™ is that I’ll absolutely be drawing those two 03’s goofy. You know who. Look, the 87 fans shouldn’t have called Leo the gay one so much if they didn’t want me to accept and endorse the message ok.

I’m struggling and inconsistently making a fan comic to teach myself to draw, I’ve always wanted to be even just okay at comic art and never had the inspiration to put in the learning time. It’s accidentally turning into an actual story, just writing itself as we go. 2023 was the year of AuDHD diagnosis and 2024 was the year of learning I’m weirder than I thought. Fun fact you didn’t ask for; when I remember a dream it’s usually a vivid and brutal apocalypse, that was probably a clue.

The ADHD gets in the way of productivity a lot so I’m only ˳·˖✶ ⋆˚. ∘. slay fillet ◦ ∿ . *･ﾟﾟin bursts. It also means I will just randomly make and reblog unrelated stuff out of nowhere.

Grab joy where you can find it. ☆

[kry3talline]

🕸️🕷️WIEAD:Day Three(?)🕷️🕸️

As always, ⚠️ TW ⚠️.

Daily Weigh in: ✨ 🎉 48.4 kg 🎉 ✨

Goal weight number one has officially been met 😏.

Breakfast:

-1 serving homemade quiche (serves 6) 4 large eggs: ~280 calories

2. 3/4 cup low-fat milk (180ml): ~90 calories

3. 3/4 cup fat-free cottage cheese (180g): ~120 calories

4. 1 cup mixed broccoli/cauliflower (150g): ~50 calories

5. 4 mini snack-sized bell peppers (~120g): ~40 calories

6. 1/2 cup diced onions (~80g): ~30 calories

7. 1/2 cup sliced cherry tomatoes (~100g): ~18 calories

8. 1 teaspoon olive oil (for greasing): ~40 calories

9. Seasonings (salt, pepper, Vegeta, parsley, dill): ~5 calories

- 1 cucumber

-Berry Bowl (palmful of blackberries, raspberries, and blueberries).

-Two handfuls green sour grapes

-One handful black grapes

Lunch-

-One serving homemade quiche

-Four teaspoons boiled broccoli

-Palm-sized tilapia fillet

-One handful salad (dressed with balsamic vinegar and feta cheese)

DINNER 💀

Alright…I’m not sure what the hell went wrong here. I was never supposed to eat dinner (I usually don’t;intermittent fasting from noon until eight AM). However, my parents essentially forced me to sit down…and I got so upset by the prospect of having to eat in the first place I fucked up.

It wasn’t a binge by definition;I essentially had my usual salad (I added olive oil and lemon vinaigrette because I was in the first stages of the “fuck it” mindset),alongside a handful of broccoli, a few teaspoons kimchi…but I made the mistake of having some food WHILE preparing my food 🤡 (Lesson learned:Stop doing that).So…I put a small serving of quiche on my plate, but I had some beforehand..I also added a cutlet and had some tilapia as well, and then I had two crab sticks, and for “desert” Ihad some cottage cheese with quite a bit of pineapple and the fucking nuts 💀. I swear to god, even though I did WAY better than usual, I’m throwing out all the damn pistachios, almonds, and granola in the house (no one eats it besides me anyway,and it’s just sitting there-) Now, interestingly, I rarely binge on junk;usually, it starts off as a “healthy” meal, and here’s how it typically goes:

-Adds extras, such as cottage cheese, dips/additives (pesto,hummus, etc.),crab sticks.

-Adds nuts

-More nuts

-Adds cheeses

-Adds honey/sweets

-Peanut butter packets

Now, this time I was able to stop during the second stage, so…yay, ig?

Anywho, I threw out all the PB in the house after Christmas Eve 🤡, so I wouldn’t be able to have it even if I wanted to (neither of my parents eat it. I think they forgot we even had it).

So, in retrospect, I think I had this binge (I’m gonna call it that, even though it doesn’t even compare to what I usually do during a binge) was because of feelings of disappointment , combined with boredom, and “validation” (my parents were eating too)…as well as guilt for not working out,even though it’s technically my rest day. When I checked the scale (yes, I weigh myself after eating 🤡. I don’t recommend this habit), it was 51.7 kg…but then I took a fat piss, went on a walk, and decided to complete two full body strength training vids (not much but it’s smth I guess), so it’s 49.9 kg now..my guess is tomorrow it will be like 49-49.5, which isn’t BAD in itself…but right after I surpassed my first GW is just, wow 💀. Good job, me. Real smooth.

Overall,today wasn’t horrible, but I’ll give it a rating of like 5/10. If it weren’t for fucking dinner it would be an 8/10 🥰. On the bright side, I got my protein in, so…yay? Anywho, I think I ate around maintenance, maybe 500 or so cals above it today 💀. So, I’m going to go lighter for tommorow, maybe skip or delay breakfast to prolong fasting if possible. If not, here’s my plan:

Breakfast (I’m so tired I literally just copy pasted it from ChatGPT lol)

1. Three Boiled Egg Whites: ~51 calories

2. Smaller Tilapia Portion (60g): ~70 calories

3. 1/2 Cup Boiled Broccoli (75g): ~28 calories

4. Two Peeled Cucumbers: ~45 calories

5. 1/2 Cup Kimchi (~75g): ~15 calories

6. 1/2 Cup Raspberries (~65g): ~32 calories

Lunch: 1. 1 Ladle Homemade Borscht (~150ml): ~50 calories

2. Handful Salad (~50g): ~15 calories

• Includes kale, cucumber, tomato, lettuce, bell peppers, radish, celery, and green onion.

3. 1 tsp Balsamic Vinegar: ~5 calories

4. 1/4 Cup Buckwheat (Cooked): ~43 calories

5. 1 Tilapia Fillet (~85g): ~110 calories

6. 1 Cup Boiled Broccoli (~150g): ~55 calories

7. 1/2 Cup Kimchi (~75g): ~15 calories

8. 1/4 Cup Cottage Cheese (~60g): ~50 calories

9. 1/4 Cup Raspberries (~30g): ~15 calories

I may make a few tweaks, but I’ll try to stick to it;hell, I’ll finally start taking pictures of the meals in order to take full accountability, as well as counting every.damn.calorie. That goes into me. I WILL get to my UGW,no matter what.

Have a good night,lovelies 🥰

[goldenteaset]

Normally Belial's lines to other VS Rising characters feel like he's "playing to their tastes/hounding them into mistakes", whereas Avatar Belial's are where he's lashing out and/or wallowing in his Primal Beast inclination toward destruction. That's been the case for every character, even Lucilius. There's less ulterior motives, ironically.

And then Vane happened! XD Now "regular" Belial is the one saying things like "I was going to fillet and present you to Lancey" (when he's not talking about wanting drachentrout quiche, yay Bistro Feendrache reference), and Avatar Belial is crooning "When will you make love to darkness?" and "I just wanted to see my favorite puppy". So, with the above in mind...either Vane is indeed his favorite puppy, or he's swapped methods just for the Dragon Knights' golden boy? Both?

Or, even better, is Vane officially at Singularity-levels of (to quote VS) "toying with them gives Belial a visceral thrill"? :D (They're also his favorite puppies, after all! /still not over that)

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Cheese X afab!Reader

Synopsis: After getting home from her shift at the restaurant, Cheese treated her bored and lonely master attendant with a homemade lunch.

Word Count: 1,045

"I'm hungry..." A [h/c]ette teen groggily mumbled, her cheeks planted on the wooden, dining table. "Can someone cook for me...?"

For the past 10 minutes, [Y/n] stayed in her spot in the dining room, hoping for someone to hear her pleas for food and notice her. But just like before, no one seemed to answer her. The girl pouted and groaned. She then remained silent for a moment before collecting all of her remaining strength to lift her head from the wood and stand.

The teenager lazily strode in the direction of the kitchen. Her shoulders slumped and her face contorted into a mixture of boredom, drowsiness, and annoyance. With every heavy step she took, it didn't take her long before arriving at the empty kitchen...

Or so she thought.

Once she entered the room, she could hear the loud rummaging in one of the fridges they had. The metal door was wide open, although it blocked her view of identifying the person. [Y/n] observed closely, her [e/c]-colored eyes narrowed. She had her guard up in case it was some thief or kidnapper. Who knows?

Emerging from the tall fridge was a blonde that she knew all too well. The person held several ingredients in their arms and closed the fridge door with their foot. [Y/n] instantly recognized the person and relaxed.

"Chi-chan?"

Said Food Soul whipped her head at the call of her name. Well, nickname, technically. Her candy-colored eyes blinked at the sight of her master attendant before breaking into a big grin.

"[Y/n]-chan! Perfect timing!" Cheese exclaimed, setting the ingredients on the counter before rushing to give her master attendant a quick hug.

"And here I was assuming no one was in the house at how quiet and empty it was," the [h/c]-haired rolled her eyes playfully. "I was in the dining room for the last minutes or so, constantly whining about someone making me food. Though, of course, no one did answer me." She sighed.

Cheese chuckled. "Well, you're right about that. No one else is here at the moment. I just came back from my shift at the restaurant and decided to come straight back here to check on you, knowing that you might be the only one left alone in this huge mansion. And when I did return, I saw you in the dining and thought you were asleep so I quietly made my way to the kitchen."

"I have 96 food souls and all of them are out of the mansion? How dare they leave their defenseless master attendant alone!" [Y/n] faked gasping, then pouted and whined like a child. "They're so cruel to me! I'm still 16 years old and I'm defenseless and alone in this huge mansion! They don't care about me at all! Whether I'm hungry or not!" she continued to rant, releasing all of her built-up frustrations.

The blonde maiden chuckled at the girl's childish tantrums. She patted her charcoal locks to comfort her. "There, there, [Y/n]-chan. Don't be upset anymore. I'm here now anyway. How about I make your lunch and dessert, what do you say?"

At that, [Y/n]'s [e/c] orbs instantly sparkled in delight. Her gaze fixated only on Cheese. "Really?!"

"Of course! What do you want to eat?"

"Yay! You're the best, Chi-chan!" the teen cheered loudly, throwing her arms up in the air.

A giggle escaped the other girl's mouth as she proceeded to the counter. She turned back to glance at the younger female. "How about fish fillet and mango pudding? Is that alright with you?"

"Yep~" [Y/n] chirped. 

The [h/c]-haired female sat on one of the counter stools while quietly watching Cheese prepare and cook the dishes. The aroma of fish entered her nose once it was placed on the sizzling pan, making her stomach growl in anticipation of devouring the said meal.

After the blonde finished the meals and placed them on the counter to cool, she then proceeded to make the dessert. [Y/n], bored by now, stood from her seat and took out a water jar from the fridge along with some lemons, strawberries, and osmanthus.

"Say, Chi-chan, do you want some fruit tea?" asked the [h/c]ette, placing the required fruits for the drink on the counter adjacent to the one Cheese was.

"Yeah, sure, [Y/n]-chan."

The two continued to work with their respective tasks, finishing both the dessert and drink. Once they were done, they cleaned the place and returned the materials and utensils to their place.

"Let's go eat, [Y/n]-chan!" Cheese smiled while holding the tray of their meal on it.

"Uh-huh!" the girl nodded.

The two girls entered the dining room and proceeded to eat their lunch. [Y/n] thoroughly enjoyed bonding with one of her female food souls, especially watching one of her chefs cooking up close and helping her with it. The teen never really liked cooking in particular due to her fear of getting burns from hot oil or 'cooking' something undesirable to eat. Not only that, but she also gets nervous about cooking when around her food souls who mostly do the cooking. She always thought that they might dislike the meals that she would cook or if it wasn't up to their expectations, which made her confidence go down the drain.

This is one reason why the young master attendant never set foot in the kitchen intending to cook.

Despite that, the girl wants to cook or bake with some of her food souls, wanting to try out some recipes that she would find and discover on the net or from watching. She also told herself that she should learn how to cook since she was already growing up. She's already a teenager, after all. She doesn't want to always depend on her food souls to do the cooking for her and wants to make something for them to try. Cheese's dishes truly lifted her spirits and rejuvenated her whole body, feeling the drowsiness leave. The meal was so delicious that she would want to have seconds even if she was full.

"Your cooking is great as always, Chi-chan! Thanks for making this for me~" [Y/n] chimed, smiling at the blonde.

Cheese returned the smile with a bigger one. "No problem, [Y/n]-chan! I'm really glad that you enjoyed it~"

[pleiades-nebula]

This is really random but your pfp combined with the fillet knife post is fuckin hilarious

oh absolutely. when i realized i laughed so hard. like “yay! torture! 👍”

[himbohotel]

“No Stabbing Wednesdays, new tradition.” / Hardison

❛ And it's goin' good so far! ❜ Parker hasn't stabbed anyone with a fork in a while and lately, Eliot only used his knife skills to fillet a fantastic salmon that Hardison pointedly did not steal, thank you very much. All in all, Hardison is ready to chalk it up as a point in the win column for his team. Yay team!

[rosasbyahee]

for this week's episode:

nakauwi sa bulacan saglit nung pasko, saglit nga lang din ang pahinga.

nagkabit/binuo yung wooden bed frame na bili ko sa shopee, sobrang sulit naman kasi sturdy. grabe, madaling araw na ko natapos kasi wala kong katulong gumawa lol.

nakagawa ng food stock (fish fillet yay) para prito-prito na lang

nakabisita sa orgmates, masaya naman :> hapi 56th anib! di matalo-talo

syempre nagpasko, naglast bili ng stuff (mga gifts and needs sa bahay)

nagluto ng mga handa sa pasko (aglio olio pasta, graham cake, steak dalawa, salad, ham)

daming nangyari this week dami ring naachieve at today, nakapaglinis ako ng kwarto namin ni alex.

madalas talaga feeling ko kaya ko na mag-asawa chareing. i mean, lived in naman na kami ni alex so basically asawa levels lol bat ba kasi walang same-sex marriage sa pilipinas? :"(( anyway, engaged naman na kami kaso ayin nga!!! unlike the str8s of the universe, need namin mag-ipon malala para makasal lol kasi need sa ibang bansa hays.

also, doing all these stuff made me realize na kaya ko talaga mabuhay mag-isa. isipin mo, kaya ko magluto, maglinis, magkumpuni ng mga gamit, at lahat-lahat na ng gawaing bahay.

anyway, mahaba pa naman ang buhay, ang mahalaga pinipili araw-araw na may gawin

[tsyllaes]

Water Infused with Desert Lime and Muntries

TITLE Water Infused with Desert Lime and Muntries AUTHOR @annarti DISCLAIMER All mine PART 5 of 5 (771 words) (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) ABOUT Last part of the meeting for two of my characters in my upcoming porny NaNo. Yay!

When they finally left, Sita with a little wooden box of fish hooks and a deal that only needed her father’s approval in her pocket, Uli bent over to her ear. ‘Awfully captain-like negotiations, there. Did you really want a sword?’

Sita covered a giggle with the back of her hand. ‘I hoped? But I did not think it would happen, no. The wholesale deal was my backup, though. I came up with that looking at your kitchen. I have seen my fair share of iron, believe it or not. Your mother’s is up with anything I have seen from Ni-Yana—and much more convenient, too. Sailing up the Ra-Lin is such a hassle.’

‘Well, thank you. It’ll mean a lot to her—and to Papa, too, but he’s more about the craft. He doesn’t care so much who uses it and he hates the salesman part.’

‘I did not see him at all the whole time! But your mother seems to thrive on it.’ She bumped him with her shoulder again. ‘You, I think, are a mix of both. You love to cook, but you were out in the common room plenty.’

‘Well, of course,’ Uli agreed with a shrug. ‘Seeing the enjoyment people have when they’re eating my food, that’s why I do it. I know for you, for Tsaythis, food is just something to keep you going, but it can be so much more. It’s a connection to the place you’re in, to the beach and the ocean and the river, to the people you learned from. I think of my mother, who made my knife, when I’m cutting up a nira fillet. I think of my father, who made all the bread ovens, when I bake a loaf. My sister and her husband grow a lot of the vegetables and they come in every morning with their produce. We bake damper on the beach at sunset and eat it all together with bush tomato jam my mother made, or a stew we all went cockling for that morning. Food isn’t just something to keep you alive. Food is life.’

In the middle of he street, with the prevailing sou-easterly whistling between buildings and the sound of the ocean a constant echo off the walls, Sita held a hand to Uli’s jaw and kissed him.

Uli’s lips were only firm for a moment, but it was long enough for Sita to hesitate and break away.

‘I am sorry, did I—’

Ulindu kissed her back. He rested his hands on her hips to pull her closer, coaxed her lips apart with his and delighted in her little squeak as she invited him in. Her hands held his shoulders, brushed down his arms to clasp his elbows. Her thumbs caressed the soft skin on the inside of his elbow, sending goosebumps up his spine as she kissed him.

‘I have never kissed anyone but Nedu before.’

Ulindu didn’t know how to respond to that. She wasn’t anywhere near his first. ‘Don’t judge me too harshly against him, then.’

Sita gave a hushed giggle with a little shake of her head. ‘I love you talking about your life and your cooking like you did just then. You—you have Nedu’s passion.’ She released his arms to snake them around him in a hug. Her chin rested against his shoulder, cheek to cheek so she could murmur in his ear. ‘And you smell far more delicious.’

He felt her chest expand against his and wondered what she might smell on him. Smoke from the cookfire, probably with a hint of the fatty sea duck he had been smoking in it this morning. Her body was warm against his, a shield, a blanket against the stiff sea breeze. Uli breathed her in, the salt in her bandana, the smell of hard work on her skin. She smelt terrible, if he were to be honest.

‘I don’t think I’ve ever been so attracted to someone before,’ he whispered instead and pulled her into another kiss. His ears warmed at the admission and he squeezed his hands into her hips, pulling her pelvis against his. He tentatively flicked his tongue against her teeth. Sita slipped her tongue against his and kissed him even more deeply, fingers tangling in his hair.

Some detached part of Uli’s brain watched on, whispering, there’s something special about this one.

But she was a Tsaythi, a sailor born for a life at sea. A whimper escaped his throat. She would be gone in two days.

Best make the most of those days, then.

Sita broke their kiss to whisper against his lips, in Tsaythi, she was so lost in the moment herself. ‘Come back to my ship.’

Uli rested his forehead against hers, eyes level with her bright grey, crinkled at the edges in a grin. ‘Time for some fun.’

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And now kiss :D

I may or may not write the Fun. Idk. We'll see if this gets any response first, but the purpose here is to get to know Sita and their relationship, so when she inevitably gatecrashes the NaNo so feels like a proper character, not a shoehorned in conflict. Unless I get an overwhelming response, I'll probably just move onto other fics.

[aziriphales]

i’ve cooked my dinner everyday for the last 8 out of 9 days and i feel so accomplished. it even included a vegetable. the meal below so when i forget what i was cooking in 6 months i have reference

the meal:

-frozen tilapia fillet

-potato

-brussel sprouts or asapagus

time: takes me abt an hour until i can eat but it’s like 5-10 mins of work

steps:

-preheat oven to 350

-wash and dry potato

-cut into cubes

-mix/coat in oil + salt + whatever seasoning

-put on pan and into oven for 40 mins. i usually put on half the pan so the vegetable can go on the same pan later.

-for brussel sprouts: cut off the ends, cut in half, then tear the leafs off

-i then mix oil & seasoning on it in the same bowl the potatoes were in

-when potatoes beep, put brussel sprouts on pan and in oven for 15 mins

-for asparagus: wash and dry. when potatoes beep put on pan, lightly coat in oil & salt & garlic, put in oven for 15 mins

-if forgot to defrost fish, now take it out and run under cool water for a bit, it defrosts fast

-when there’s like 5ish mins left on timer cook the fish

-bit of oil on pan, lemon pepper both sides. takes like 2-3 mins each side.

-oven beeps. yay everything is done.

[neverheroes]

Just a little blog to say that today I found a box.

All of this was in it. I thought I’d lost all of this.

Be excited with me

˳·˖✶ ⋆˚. ∘. Yay fillet ◦ ∿ . *･ﾟﾟ

I don’t even like Pez.

[str1v1ng4z3r0]

F00d l0g 17/3 2024

Breakfast 112

70g no f4t blueberry quark (42)

95g no f4t vanilla yogurt (33)

2 rye crisp bread (14)

15g soft cheese (19)

Pāndy pineapple energy drink (3)

Lunch 156

High fiber oatmeal (92)

30g low cal0rie lingonberry jam (9)

73ml Alpro no sugars coconut milk (10)

Mini babybel light (42)

Pāndy raspberry energy drink (3)

Snacks 266

Barebells banana dream protein bar (205)

30pcs Läkerol sugar free pastilles (61)

Dinner 350

70g oil free fries (94)

2 quorn fillets (88)

1 tbsp unsweetened ketchup (9)

1 tbsp béarnaise sauce (89)

92g broccoli (36)

2 rye crisp bread (14)

15g soft cheese (19)

Total intake: 884

Total workout: 660

Total net: 224 (goal < 1000) ✔️

I had a pretty good day today. I don’t have a cold anymore (yay) and was able to go to the gym for the first time in 5 days (I’m usually there at least 6 days a week). Wasn’t really hungry today, and didn’t really feel like eating at all. Not even my safe foods felt okay. But I forced myself to eat to have the energy I needed for going to the gym. So had more than I’d really wanted but still well below my limit and felt full the whole day (not yucky full like after a b1nge but like not hungry at all either).

[writer59january13]

Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)

Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -

keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay, this stupid non huge poem

deployed courtesy scholar

really...a boot nuttin

butta an overrated allay zee good for nothing, bay sic doofus slob, bray

zing as a ("FAKE") ex pence heave

trumpeting (Don Key Oat Tee), chutzpah twittering Prez, - whom stoop “To Kill a Mockingbird” activate hocus pocus “Go Set NRA

as a Watchman,” yepper, hip pip hooray,

whose coon sitters un mensch hen nib bill, one important, non binding willy nilly play book title, sans how to acquire,

tousled windswept coiffed soufflé

rooted under sworn confidential heady testimony (top secret only known between POTUS, FLOTUS, and hairstylist Tiffany Kaljic)

helped grow "The Art Of The De..." lay sham (poo poo) headline kept under ray dar only "How To Get Ri" Dove lousy tonsuring service, and how easy to get Head & Shoulders above fray dee cats - meowing over petty files

versus joining gravy train via tracking "FAKE" pussy footing faux Trump wannabes, hence ICE hay

immediately railroad competition

viz, against ISIS speck did Amazon tubby a root cause

thus resorting to

"Midas Touch: Why...Enter risk to get scalped, when,

(though periwig poor hirsute substitute), I belay burr the point far y'all

(get a Fred – Roger over) to hoist

by one's own petard oye vey,

while channeling das directv gray

gore re: haired (50 shades), and direct descendent from Kublai

Khan, a moost deplorable display

yellowish, venomous, serpent,

which poisonous scorpion size prey

with deadly fangs straight

(tinned by orthodontists),

a perfect set pearl whites in an array

as daggers hissed ("FAKE")

snaky intergenerational viper, and

true tomb ice elf flave

heard like a pampered baby

(nick named Keebler Khan)

unthinkable alternative little cookie

(forever shunned near and far away)

if this poetaster doth betray his (my) devout followers, no matter

admirably, dutifully, and gracefully fulfilling role as sommelier

replenishing wine goblets

with vintage chardonnay,

nonetheless reprimanding recalcitrants, who opt to breakaway slamming, shaming, and scathing

rants against brand name Matthew Scott Harris finds himself a castaway, thus unsure, how to write without delay

an insipid poem to pay

(overtime) homage about Labor Day

prepping mental gears glommed together like clay

while cruising at mach speed faster then cruising (Tom Hawk)

along the (Al Gore) rhythm information

super highway expressway axe chilly (sh...don't tell a soul lest I club burr you - ha juiced tees zing), yours truly intends

to play umpteen (close

to a bajillion) rounds of golf

on the Harris fairway

Lest a Tony (nay)

boar hood tiger jumps

out of the woods painfully sinking

sharp teeth into mine flesh for play jour rising quickly making mince meat then fillet mignon before (prestidigitation i.e.presto) magically regurgitating my self fully intact

as repurposed slimy trumpeting popinjay.