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˚𝜗𝜚 warnings... mentions of alcohol consumption, reader being touchy

… your head felt all fuzzy and lightweight as you stumbled around at the frat party, the loud bass going right through your body as you drunkenly looked for chris.

you had no idea how you had even agreed showing up to a party, but it was probably from days of complaining and pleading from your friends, telling you to get loose for a moment, and that not all weekends are made for studying.

you and chris had hung out a few times after school, eventually also attempting to study together, which chris didn’t like. at all. he couldn’t deny he thought you were the prettiest thing to ever walk the earth, but he was scared shitless you’d turn him down if he’d ever ask you out. so, he tried is best to keep his calm around you.

after running around, stumbling into people and mumbling ‘sorry’ quietly a million times, you saw chris sitting on a couch in the corner, all by himself. he immediately looked up when he saw a figure wobbly making its way towards him.

your skin was flushed due to the alcohol, a hazy smile on your face as you waved at chris, too drunk to notice him messily push a ziplock bag and some cash into his pocket, waving at him.

“hi, chris!” you chirped as he waved back, gazing up at you and your pretty form. “hey there. y’look pretty.” he said, raising a brow at you when you went a little too giggly at his words, obviously not in your right state of mind. you did a quick spin for him, before pointing at the empty space next to him on the couch.

“can i sit?” chris nodded immediately, patting the soft cushion next to him, watching as you sat down, your body rubbing up against his as you placed your purse in your lap. “are you having fun?” he threw an arm around you, sliding it down your side to push your dress back down so no one could snoop a look at the color of your underwear, before bringing it back up to your waist.

you nodded with a laugh, shuffling closer to him, an arm around his neck as you looked up at him, smiling drunkenly. “yes! me and my friends went daaancing,” you wiggled your eyebrows, and chris could basically taste the alcohol from here, even though he could already tell you were drunk from your overly-bubbly state.

“yeah? that sounds nice,” he smiled back at you, a part of him enjoying seeing you a little more relaxed and loose than usual… well, until:

“you know, you’re really nice… and you look nice too,” you whispered, bringing your lips to his ear, your hand resting on the back of his neck, before making its way through his hair. chris immediately caught onto what was going on, shifting just a little back from you, his face red as you continued caressing his hair.

“o-okay, hey-“ he said, feeling your fingers start to slide up the side of his face. despite his flustered state, his hands went to cup yours, taking them off of his, now warm, body and face. “i like your face..” chris nodded, a hum escaping his lips as he managed to get a hold of your hands, looking up at you to meet your droopy eyes and flushed face. “take me home, chris…” you breathed, leaning closer to his body.

“sure, let’s get you back home,” chris let one of his hands slip from yours, wrapping around your waist to hoist you up from the couch, until your voice sounded again. “no, chris! take me home..” he was quiet for a second, until you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, looking up at him with a sly expression.

“all right, what the hell did you have to drink..” he mumbled to himself as he felt his face turn red, pulling you up from the couch, a tight grip on your waist, his other hand carrying your purse as he guided you outside. “um- i dunno, i can’t really remember..” you slurred your words, leaning into his body as you finally reached his car, a squeak slipping past your lips when he hoisted you into the passenger seat.

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after chris drove you home, getting you to change out of your dress after minutes of explaining to you that you weren’t taking it off to have sex, taking your makeup off for you, and making you chug down an aspirin or two, he sat by the edge of your bed, watching as you were practically dozed off already. as he got ready to leave, you held onto his hand before he could even stand up. “chris?” you mumbled tiredly, looking up at him with barely open eyes. “yeah?” he glanced back down at you, his thumb carefully caressing your soft skin.

“will you still be here when i wake up?” you asked as if this was all some sort of dream to you, and he didn’t exist at all. he chuckled, letting go of your hand to run his fingers through your hair. “‘course i will. i’m stayin’ right where i am,” he said as he watched you break into a wide smile, your cheeks flushing again. 

“good.”

more skater!chris here!

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Twisted Zoo: Chapter Six

This is based on the stories of a keeper reader with the octotrio by @ashensgrotto and @merakiui.

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Summary: You’re a brand new zookeeper at The Halfling Zoo- a place where half-animals live in captivity. Your job is simple- feed them and study them. Your main worry is that one of the more dangerous halflings might kill you. 

Unfortunately, that may become the least of your worries.

Previous part: Chapter Five

Next Part: Chapter Seven

WARNINGS: suggestive content

Note: All characters are aged up, since there will be mature themes in future parts.

Also, I can’t promise I’ll finish this. I suck at finishing stories.

Note 2: Sorry for this being so late.

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The first place to start was the aquarium. You were a little excited to see Floyd again, considering how friendly he was. If you were going to make a huge discovery, it may just be with the eel halflings.

You walked up to the water and peered down at it. It’s hard to see anything down there. From the surface, you could only see indistinct shapes of rocks and coral. You put your hand in the water and splashed it a little, hoping to get the attention of the creatures down below.

Suddenly, an arm seizes your hand and starts to pull. You lose your balance and tumble forward, falling into the water with a splash. You gasp and swallow salt water, gagging on the taste and, once you surfaced, scrabbling desperately against the concrete walkway that led up to the water’s edge.

You noticed a metal railing on your left, probably meant for divers to get out of the water easily. You began to swim for it but your ankle was grabbed and you were dunked under the water once more.

Once you surfaced, you spun around and were met with Floyd’s mismatched gaze. He giggled and playfully tugged on your ankle again.

“Stop!” you yelled, the sound echoing against the walls. Floyd let go of your ankle and moved backwards, looking like a kicked puppy.

You swam to the railing and pulled yourself out. You pulled your notebook out of your pocket to find it ruined, the paper too waterlogged to use. Thankfully, you used different notepads for each enclosure, so the notes from the days prior were safe, but the three notepads you had brought today were unusable.

“We don’t do that, Floyd,” you said sternly, “I don’t go into the water.”

Floyd blew bubbles in the water, his eyes sad. Suddenly, he disappeared into the water with a large splash that hit your already soaking body. You shivered in the cold air, wishing you had a towel. 

An eel surfaced, and you were about to scold Floyd again, before you realized the halfling was Jade, and not his twin.

“Hello, Jade,” you said wearily.

Jade blinked softly at you, before saying, “I am sorry for Floyd.”

Your heart melted a little, “It’s okay.”

It would be fine. You could just take notes when you got home. Next time, you’d put them in a waterproof container or ziplock bag or something before visiting the aquarium.

Floyd resurfaced, holding something black in his hands. It took you a moment to realize it was a tentacle. Confused, you watched as he dragged a blushing Azul to the surface.

“Brought… octopus… you asked,” Floyd said proudly.

It took you a few moments to put things together. Floyd was trying to make it up to you by bringing you Azul, who you had asked for yesterday.

“Floyd…” you weren’t even sure what to say to the eel. He clearly didn’t have any bad intentions when he pulled you into the water- he probably thought it was a game or something.

You sighed, “It’s okay, Floyd, I forgive you.”

Floyd swam up to the edge of the tank, blinking up at you with his heterochromatic eyes, still holding one of Azul’s tentacles.

Azul looked half-furious, half-mortified, trying in vain to get his tentacle out of Floyd’s grip.

“Floyd, you should let go of Azul,” you said gently. Floyd pouted for a moment, upset that you weren’t proud of him for bringing the octopus halfling to you, but let go of the tentacle. It immediately shot through the water, back to Azul, who began to sink under the water.

“Wait! I wanted to say ‘hi’ to you!”

Azul stopped in his tracks and turned his head to you, disbelief etched on his features. 

“My name’s (Y/n). I’m glad to meet all three of you,” you said, holding out a hand.

The three of them stared at your outstretched hand before Jade swam closer and gently put his clawed, webbed hand in yours and shook. His arm slipped back into the water without a splash. 

Floyd was fascinated by the action and reached up to grab your hand. For a moment, he tightened like he might pull you into the water, but once glance at your panicked face made him click disappointedly and release your hand.

Azul approached almost confidently and diplomatically shook your hand as though you were making a business deal with him. It was such a contrast from his normally-skittish attitude, that you almost forgot to shake back.

Floyd suddenly started to yell “(Y/n)!” over and over again. It was so loud that you covered your ears, the echoes bouncing off the walls as though he were shouting it three times at once.

“Floyd! Calm down!”

Floyd giggled and crooned, “Floyd, Jade, Azul, (Y/n)!” 

“Yes, those are our names,” you said with a tired laugh.

You looked at the clock and cursed. You had to split your time between three exhibits, which meant you had to get out of there now. “Guys, I gotta go.”

Floyd let out a sad wail, throwing himself against the tank wall and sinking down slowly and dramatically. You held back a laugh and waved to the other two halflings.

“I’ll see you all in a few days.”

“Days?!” Floyd wailed.

“Sorry, Floyd. Next time, don’t drown me please.”

Floyd stuck out his tongue and you laughed.

You left the aquarium, shivering when the cool air hit your soaked clothes and skin. Thankfully, there weren’t many guests in this area, but the ones that were around stared at you. You hurried to the reptile house, sighing in relief as the warm air from the heating lamps washed over you.

You opened up the door to the snake tank and stepped inside. “Hey Jamil, Kalim, I’m back!”

A white-haired head shot up out of the bushes, “(Y/n)!”

“Hi, Kalim,” you laughed at his enthusiasm and crouched down as he slithered towards you. He didn’t draw himself to full height, so that he would be only a little taller than your crouched form.

To your surprise, his hands shot out and grabbed the sides of your face. You were stunned into silence as Kalim let out a laugh, “So soft!”

“Kalim!” you weren’t sure how to react, so you gently took both of his hands and pulled them away from your face. He resisted, pressing his palms harder into your cheeks.

“Nooo, soft,” Kalim whined, pouting as if you were trying to take something precious away from him.

“Kalim, you can’t just hold onto my face,” you explained, trying fruitlessly to remove his hands.

“Soft!” Kalim exclaimed, as if that explained everything.

“Kalim, you can’t,” you protested, trying to stay calm, “It’s making me uncomfortable.”

The boa constrictor finally released your face, pouting slightly, “Sorry. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you said, taking a deep breath. You knew he didn’t mean any harm, but you really didn’t like being touched without your permission. You could feel your hands trembling a little from the unwanted contact so you placed them on your lap.

“Where’s Jamil? I’d like to talk to him too,” you asked.

“Right here,” Jamil’s smooth voice answered. You could see his face peering at you from between two bushes. He looked amused and you had a sinking feeling he had been watching the whole thing without offering any assistance. His eyes strayed to your shaking hands and the smile grew a little.

“Jamil is best friend!” Kalim said happily.

The smile on Jamil’s face disappeared immediately. It seemed Kalim’s feelings were a little one-sided and you felt kind of bad for him. Both of them, actually.

Imagine being stuck in a tank with someone who doesn’t like you. Or maybe worse, imagine being stuck in a tank with someone you don’t like.

“Do you mind if I take notes on you both?” you asked, “We can talk too, if you feel like it!”

Kalim lit up like a Christmas tree, “Wanna talk!”

“About what?” you asked happily.

Kalim stared at you blankly. For a moment, you thought he didn’t understand, but then you realized he just didn’t know what to talk about.

“Can you tell me what it’s like to be snake halflings?” you asked, directing you question to include Jamil.

Jamil tilted his head, “We took a deal to live here. I sometimes regret that decision.”

You cringed a little as Kalim laughed happily, “No regrets for me!” He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that Jamil was glaring at him.

Jamil slithered closer to you, “If you lived in the wild, having to feed off of rats, wouldn’t you want to move to a place where you are fed like a king?”

“Well, probably,” you admitted, “You wouldn’t have to fight to survive.”

“Exactly. But would you want humans tapping on the glass every day, trying to make you move?”

“No,” you replied, “I wouldn’t.”

“But which is worse?” Jamil asked, “Fighting to see the next day or being a zoo animal?”

“I- I don’t know,” you admitted, “Both have their own cons and pros.”

“‘Cons and pros’?” Jamil asked, confused by the phrase.

“Their own good and bad things,” you explained.

“Ah, yes. Their own good and bad things,” Jamil sighed, “Good and bad.”

Kalim looked back and forth between you two, wearing a confused expression on his face. “I like here,” he said, “Happy here.”

“I’m glad for you, Kalim,” you said, reaching over to ruffle his white hair. His eyes widened at the motion, pupils dilating. His tongue, one that matched a snake’s, but larger, flicked out to taste the air before disappearing into his mouth again.

You were fascinated, “Your tongue- I’ve never seen you do that before.” Normally, snakes were always showing their tongue, using it to scent predators, sense prey, and attract mates. However, neither of the snake halflings showed their tongues until now.

Jamil chuckled and disappeared back into the bushes. Kalim tilted his head at you and smiled, not responding.

“I should probably go see the next halfling,” you said. You couldn’t see the clock, but you knew that you had spent a good chunk of time with them.

Kalim’s tail wrapped around your ankle, but you pried it off of you. He pouted once more, but peacefully watched as you left the tank, promising to be back in a few days.

You walked to the other side of the room, waving at a few guests before slipping through the employee door into the lizard’s tank. “Hey, Idia, I’m back!”

“That’s fine,” came the dreary responding voice. You couldn’t find the source under all the bushes, so you waded carefully through them, making sure not to step on anything blue.

The lizard halfling doesn’t seem to be very friendly. Or, rather, he doesn’t seem very happy.

“Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?” you asked.

“No,” Idia replied.

“What do you like to eat, if not burgers?” you asked the halfling you still could not find.

“In the wild, I ate insects,” he drawled, “So fried grasshoppers would be nice.”

“I’ll put in a good word with your keeper,” you told him, finally spotting electric blue scales in the corner of his tank.

Idia lay on his stomach, head resting on his crossed arms. He looked up at you with a bored expression, “Thanks.”

“It’s no problem,” you said cheerfully, crouching down across from him, “If they don’t change your diet, I’ll try to bring you something.”

Idia’s eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened, “Y-you would do that? For me?”

“Of course,” you said with a gentle smile. Idia did not return the gesture, but you could tell his features had softened a little.

“I don’t like humans. Or other halflings,” Idia said in his soft, dreary voice.

“I understand,” you replied, “Do you want to be left alone for now?” It would suck if he said “yes”, sure, but you knew you had to take getting close to him in little steps.

Idia was silent for a moment before sighing, “No, you can stay.”

“Do you enjoy being here?” you asked, remembering your conversation with the snakes.

“Yes,” Idia replied immediately.

“Why?”

“I requested my own tank, so I don’t have to interact with anyone else. I get to be alone as long as I want.”

“Introvert, huh?” you laughed.

“What is that? Why are you laughing at me?” Idia sounded hurt, and you rushed to explain.

“No, no, I just meant… introvert means you like being alone at least sometimes,” you said, “I wasn’t laughing at you, I just…”

“Of course you would laugh at me,” Idia said, burying his face in his arms.

“No, it’s okay!” you said frantically, “I would never want to insult you. I’m so sorry.”

Idia peeked at you from under his arms, “Really? You won’t insult me?”

“Of course.”

“I…” Idia sighed softly, “I want to be alone for now. It’s nothing personal. Just… too much for today.”

“Okay,” you said reluctantly, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Idia sighed again, watching you as you got up and left the enclosure, feeling like you’d messed up big time.

There were so many things to remember… you really wish Floyd hadn’t destroyed all of your notebooks for the day, because you’d have to write everything down as soon as you got home. You were so upset that you barely realized you had arrived at the next enclosure’s door.

You opened it up and embraced the humid air of the “jungle”. Like before, the two albino tigers stood near the door as though they were guards. This time, Silver was awake and alert, both of them staring at you with stern expressions.

Sebek’s expression softened as he recognized you, but Silver’s remained poker-faced. 

“What are you doing here again? We have already been fed,” Sebek said, suspicion lacing his voice.

“I’m here as a researcher. I was wondering if we could talk,” you said, trying to sound like you weren’t intimidated by the predators in front of you.

Silver’s ears and tail twitched at your words, but Sebek remained stiff.

“Talk about what?” Sebek asked.

“Well, are you enjoying your time here?” you asked, “What made you come here?”

“Young master is fascinated by humans and decided to take the zoo owner’s offer. We decided to follow him.”

“Young master?”

“Malleus.”

The panther with horns, you realized with a start. The amount of respect that they must have for him, choosing to follow him to a zoo halfway across the world, made you a little scared of him. To think there was a halfling here that could use magic… It made you more than a little nervous to know you had to approach him.

“Are you enjoying your time here?” you repeated.

“It is nice,” Silver spoke up, his expression still not changing, “Comfortable. No competition for prey.”

Sebek nodded, “It is better here.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” you were genuinely relieved. Jamil seemed to have his reservations, but everyone else seemed happy enough.

“You want to see Malleus?” Silver asked.

“Young master is not one to be approached so casually!” Sebek roared. You covered your ears, the sound reverberating in your skull.

“Maybe you could escort me. You know, since you and Malleus are so close,” you suggested.

Sebek seemed stunned, “Young master and I? Close?”

“He wouldn’t have let you come if he didn’t care about you, right?” you weren’t sure your logic made sense, but you did want to make the tigers happy.

Silver stood up straighter, but his face was still stern. Maybe he doesn’t show emotion well.

“I would appreciate it if you could bring me to see Malleus and the other panther halfling,” you said.

“Lilia?” Silver said, perking up a little, “Yes, we can see him.”

“Alright, let’s go!” you said cheerfully.

“We can see him,” Silver said again.

You followed his gaze and realized that, once again, the panther with black and pink hair was hanging upside down on the branch above you. You recoiled in surprise, “You- you scared me! Geez…”

Lilia let himself fall to the ground, landing on his feet gracefully, “I’m sorry. Did not mean to scare.”

“It’s okay,” you said, holding a hand to your heart, feeling it pound under your skin. It began to slow as you got over the shock of his sudden appearance.

“Can we all go see Malleus?” you asked him. Somehow you felt safer approaching him with three halflings on your side than if you were alone.

Lilia looked surprised. After a moment, he replied, “Yes. We can.”

The four of you, led by Sebek, walked through the jungle. You finally came across the clearing you had been to earlier, finding the horned panther stretched out on the rock, as if awaiting your arrival.

You waved at him and his eyes widened, as though he didn’t expect it. He sat up, “You approach me without fear, child of man.”

You realized he was right. Although you had been afraid at the thought earlier, now that you stood before him, you had no fear. In fact, you kind of felt fascinated. As if in a daze, you walked up to him and asked, “Can I touch your horns?”

Sebek made a spluttering noise, Silver’s expression finally changed to surprise, and Lilia let out a soft gasp. Malleus’s eyes widened even further before a gentle smile spread across his face.

“Yes, you may touch,” Malleus said softly.

You reached out and touched the right horn, your fingers touching the rigid surface, surprising you with its warmth. Malleus’s eyes fluttered closed and he let out a soft sigh, as though pleased by your actions. You wrapped your hand around it, feeling how tough it was and moved your hands down, feeling how it went from slim to thick. 

Malleus let out a moan, jolting under your touch. Time seemed to freeze as he slapped a hand over his mouth in embarrassment. Your face ablaze, you let go of his horn and profusely apologized.

Silver and Sebek were avoiding Malleus and your gaze, looking in opposite directions with blushes on their cheeks. Lilia, on the other hand, let out a giggle.

“I should… um… go back now!” you said, backing away. Malleus nodded, hiding his face from you with one hand.

You, Silver, Sebek, and Lilia began the trek to the enclosure door, Lilia still giggling the whole way. When you got to your destination, you awkwardly waved to them.

“Wait,” Lilia said. You turned around and he continued, “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For making him happy,” Lilia said with a closed-eyed smile. 

Cheeks heating up, you managed to mutter out a goodbye before fumbling with the lock and bursting out the door. 

All three pairs of eyes watched as you left the zoo.

[sinning-23]

Blowing Bubbles Blowing ZAZA

OPLA headcannons whre y/n for some reason has an ungodly amout of ouid stashed...but always offers because sharing is caring.

Warnings: uhhh some oiud, mentions of slightly nsfw topics, uhhhh yeah thats about it.

Zoro

-Ok so.....he knows that smell, but why the hell was it coming from your room.

-He doesn't knock, just kinda cracks the door open, and there you are eyes wide like you'd been caught (technically you have) but that didn't matter.

-What DID matter was that you were smoking two blunts at once and took one out of your mouth to offer him.

-He hesitates only for a second but accepts it, closing the door behind him.

-HOT BOX HOT BOX HOT BOX

-I mean this mfs eyes are bloodshot with a satiisfies smile on his face.

-"Where did you even get this?' His voice seems slightly deeper now.

-"Stole it. Good shit tho." You sigh, the two of you laid out, staring up at the ceiling that seems to be warping before your very eyes.

-There's a silence but it's comfortable...until it's not, Zoro cutting through it

-'Do you think god stays in heaven cause he's scared of his creation?"

Sanji

-You already tried to convince him this was better than any cancer stick he's put in his body but he's not one to dabble in that.

-"You can make it butter. Infuse it. Boom edibles." you suggest, passing him the ziplock back with a wiggle of your eyebrows.

-"C'mon chef boyardee, hook it up?"

-Ok so it was far more tempting than he thought and damn did he get carried away fast. Like...way too fast.

-THIS MF COOK A FULL MEAL...ALL OF IT INFUSED. Ohhh you're all fucked up. I mean REALLLY fucked up

-Zoro is knocked out, sleeping in the most uncomfortable position. I mean he's folded like a goddamn omelet with the hilt of his sword acting as a pillow.

-Luffys got his arms stretched out in one big puddle trying to untangle them

-Nami is doing circles around the ship looking at her compass needle, trying to figure out why 'Weast" isn't labeled

-And the two of you giggle away, opening and closing the fridge to try and catch the light go off and on inside.

-It's a gawd damn mess and technically your fault for giving THE CHEF A BAG OF WEED TO USE IRRESPONSIBLY

Luffy

-He found it completely by accident and thought it was food.

-ATE THE NUG. HE. ATE. IT.

-"Well, I don't know why you keep a bag of lettuce in your room, but I was hungry so I ate it. I think it's gone bad by the way. so... you're welcome!"

-You freeze, turning got him in a way that's damn near comical.

-"YOU WHAT?!"

-Oooooh hes fucked up, it takes less than an hour for it to kick in and the whole time he's a mess of tangles, stretched-out libs, asking questions that make no sense to anyone but him.

-"If I like.....stretch my stomach can I eat more than usual or...would I have to stay stretched like that until it's digested?"

-Starts to panic just a pinch because he said his 'hands don't match'

-Que him flipping his hands back and forth for the next hour

Nami

-Only smoked because you offered...and because she hasn't in a while

-Surprizingly knows some cool tricks.

-Opts to take her rolling tray out of its hiding place. Hooray for a new smoke buddy!

-She's actually really calm and relaxed when she smokes. can hold a normal conversation, she just seems a bit sleepy.

-Already prepared with food from the kitchen cause she knows she gets the munchies and already had an incident where she tried to cook while high anddd it backfired.

-Is also very creative. She keeps a sketchbook with pages of mandalas she drew under the influence. Unfortunately, it's only a talent she possesses when high as a kite.

Usopp

-Scam or not the lady at the booth said it was a very nice vase for a unique kind of flower. The plan was to gift it to you with said flower but uhhh... he couldn't find it. That is until you spotted it in his room.

-"Yooo I didn't know you dabble uUo! I would've shared my stash sooner!"

-Whatchu talking bout Willis?

-"What? No no, the lady said this was a vase for a special kind of flower and- Ohhhhh."

-He pauses, giving a nod and clearing his throat.

-Did you just teach Usopp what a bong is and how to use it???

-He gets terrible munchies after and can't decide whether he wants something out the kitchen or to simply eat you up because you already a snack (oop girl hold on-)

-If hes not horned up he's paranoid. No inbetween. literally like, "They're in the walls!" paranoid or "I'm in your walls" just nastyyy

Shanks

-Ouid you say? Zaza? The devil's lettuce? Oh, he will be partaking.

-Will fuck up the rotation. Not on purpose tho, it's just been a while since he'd done this.

-Was kinda a pothead in his youth. These days the closest he can get is a CBD ointment he uses for soreness in his back and shoulders.

-So when he catches you with quite literally the FATTEST joint he has ever seen in his life he can't help but join in.

-"There's no way you're smoking that by yourself." He chuckles, sitting crisscross beside you as you begin to pass t back and forth

-Please don't try to outsmoke him. You will lose and green out way before he does sweetie.

-Shotgunning, that's all I have to say.

-He gets kinda freakayyyy when he's high, so just expect wandering hands and some deep, passionate kisses.

Buggy

-Oh you stole it from someone and he stole it for you because wtf? You're supposed to offer your Captain the shit you steal that totally a rule.

-You don't say anything when the bag goes missing but you do smell your precious green coming from your Captain's quarters.

-You knock, hearing a light cough, and then 'come in"

-THIS MF IS SMOKING ALL YOUR SHIT.!THE SHIT YOU WORKED HARD TO STEAL!

-"So you were gonna keep this little gem a secret from me? I'd laugh in your face right now but I feel like I'm gonna cough up a lung" He strains, very obviously holding back a series of coughs.

-He doesn't seem upset and passes the joint to you with a welcoming smile.

-Who tf else did you think Shanks would smoke with back in the day?

-For once he's not talkative, just enjoying the feeling of complete relaxation. It's like he turns his brain off for a moment. he needs it honestly.

-Is literally the BEST at rolling. Like every time it's a perfect, photo-worthy blunt.

[dun9eons]

a/n: angie x fem reader peak im cooking once more

my carrd if u wnna know more abt me > dun9eons.carrd

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summary: angie x reader where both angie and reader accidentally take aphrodisiacs and decide to help each other out ^^

CW (18+): love bites, nipple play, fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, scissoring

words: 3.08k

Melatonin Lust

You were working at the infirmary, being the Ultimate Pharmacist, you were there every day. You would see the same people every day coming and collecting their daily medication. One of those people you saw daily was your closest friend, Angie. Gosh, the way she smiles, the way she's so enthusiastic every day makes you blush, of course, you gain a crush on her, being more desperate seeing her visit the infirmary.

"Hi S/O~! How are you?" She greeted, with her usual bubbly personality. 

"Hello Angie," You greeted, "just your usual medication?"

"Mhm!" She nodded, curling the sides of her lips to a bright smile.

You blushed a little at her smile, you found it adorable. "Okay.. Just give me a minute while I look for yours okay?" You said, now pacing to the back of the infirmary for her medication.

Before you even asked to get her medication, you prepped it the day you left before hometime, you cared about her a lot, you sorted through all the names from A-Z, thank goodness her name started with an A, so it was a quick find. Her little bag just had 2 pills, and she told you that Atua thinks she has a problem with sleeping, even without Atua, you could easily tell from her quite crazy energy she gives off, not being able to have a break, so you can tell she needs them.

You took the little ziplock, as you walked back to the front counter, Angie sitting on one of the benches. You call out to her, her head turns as she stands up from the bench and walks towards the front. You hand her the little ziplock bag of her medication, she takes it, waves goodbye, and leaves.

You felt a little sad seeing her leave, but you widen your eyes slightly, seeing Angie turn back around and walk toward you. You start feeling a bit worried, why was she coming back? Did you do something wrong? But as she approached closer, she finally spoke.

"Oh S/O! Since you're already here, why don't you take a break and come by my art studio? I would love to show you around!"

You blushed a light pink from her request, you know you couldn't just leave your stand right now, the other people needed you, but since you have such a crush on her, you reluctantly agreed. "Yeah, sure..!"

"Great~!" She smiled along with a giggle, she then grabbed your arm and started dragging you towards her art studio, definitely struggling along the way..

After what felt like ages of her just dragging you, you both finally stand at the front of her art studio's door, she opens the door. Not even the whole room is shown, just the little view you get from the front of her door, you see a lot of art in all different shapes and sizes, and you stare in awe.

"Come on in~!" She says, walking in her studio, and you follow suit.

You walk around, your head turning to each side to admire each artwork, Angie explaining that Atua gave her the encouragement and talent to create such art. 

"Wow Angie.. This art is amazing!" You praised, as you eventually laid your eyes on a specific artwork of hers, a self-portrait, Angie notices and explains how it's pretty basic compared to her other artworks. You don't even listen, you just admire her self-portrait of.. Her. You can't help but just think of how beautiful she is, you're thankful to have a friend like her, a crush on her, anything.

"Oh S/OOOO.." She whispered in your ear.

You get startled by her breath hitting your ear, finally snapping out of your gaze. "U-Uhm, yes Angie?" You asked, still a bit startled.

"We should head into my room, we can braid each other's hair, and I can maybe teach you some spiritual rituals about Atua!" She said excitedly, hoping that you'll accept her request.

"Sure!" you said excitingly, or maybe even way too excited, any who, she giggled with joy from your acceptance as she led you to her bedroom.

You numbingly look in awe once again, at the entrance and aesthetic of her room and you can't just help but walk in, being hit with a beachy and island feeling to it, in a good way of course. The walls are draped with sea grass-colored curtains, giving the room a beachy vibe. Several beach-themed items, such as shells, driftwood, and seashells, are placed as decorations across the room.

"Gosh Angie, I can't emphasize more on how amazing your stuff is.."

"Of course S/O! Auta gave me the creativity to make my place look stunning!" She said energetically, then, Angie walked over and plopped herself onto her bed, patting next to her for you to join in.

You hesitated, but then sheepishly walked towards Angie, then sat yourself down next to her on the edge of her bed, your hands slightly gliding across Angie’s skin, making you pull back quickly, and Angie, not seeming to notice.

You sighed, relieved that Angie didn’t notice. But now being awkwardly quiet between you two, you broke it.

“Sooo.. Uhh.. Whad’ya wanna do?” You asked, hoping that Angie would have some sort of idea of what to do in an awkward situation.

“Hm, we should definitely do some art together!” She said with an overjoyed tone.

You looked down, and raised your wrist higher to your face, looking at your watch. It was currently 4:23PM and School ended at 6PM. You looked a bit worried, hoping that doing art with her wouldn't take as long since you need to go back to the infirmary to do your duties.

“How long would we take to you know.. Do art together?” You asked, with a slightly reassuring tone, hoping Angie wouldn’t take it the wrong way of thinking you wanted to leave early, which you did. But you wouldn’t want to tell her that would you?

“Could take a few hours.. Not so sure.. Maximum four at least!” Your heart dropped at the words she said, at least four hours? You wouldn’t be able to get back to the infirmary to finish your duties, therefore you would get in big trouble.

You couldn’t decide, should you take the safer route and just leave now? Or take a riskier one and stay where you’re at right now. You couldn’t stop thinking about which one to take, you snapped out of your thoughts when Angie spoke.

“S/O, are you okay? It’s okay if you want to leave,” She gently took your hand, and placed it onto hers, “You’ve spent plenty of time with me already!”You blushed slightly at the sudden contact, you felt your face heating up. “N-No! Uhm.. I’ll stay with you, don’t worry..” No way you’re coming back from this, the desperate side of you wanted to stay with Angie, but the more practical side told you to go, since you’re pathetic, you chose Angie.

“That’s great to hear S/O!” She clapped both of her hands with joy, “This will be so much fun, thank Atua for the both of us!”(TIME SKIP: I'm sorry, I have no idea what to write for this scenario..)You and Angie went a little overboard with making art together, it was way over 4 hours, I guess a lot of time passed, since you’ve been doing stuff with Angie for more than four, 6 hours in total, it was now around 10PM, and getting late. “I think I should start heading back to my dorm Angie, It’s getting a bit late…” You start packing your stuff to head back, just before you started to walk out of her dorm, you felt a hand pull you back, it was a pretty strong grip.

“Wait S/O! You can stay here for the night, it’s a bit dangerous out there ya know?” Her grip slightly turned a bit less tense, but still holding onto you. “Don’t worry Angie, I’m fine I-” “Atua says you should stay! Don’t worry, I won’t bite or anything!” She pushed you to stay, but of course you complied, staying the night over at a crushes house? Of course you would take the chance. “Fine..” Just play it innocent, like it will always turn out, no advances or anything. You put your bag back down onto her floor, you glanced up at Angie, getting a mattress for you to sleep on, I guess that ruined the chances of you to sleep on the same bed as her, now stop thinking about it. She prepped a few pillows and a blanket on top of the mattress, after she was done, you sat on it, pulling out your phone to scroll through some videos before sleeping. You turned to see Angie already laying on her bed, it caught you by surprise, she was energetic a few minutes ago when she was asking you to stay over, but was she really that tired?

“Mhm.. Atua says I should get some sleep, I am pretty tired, but I have enough energy to do regular stuff.” She said, with a less energetic tone than usual, which was a rare tone for you or anyone to hear from her. “Well, have you taken your sleeping pills yet?”“Oh, thanks for reminding me S/O! I haven’t taken them, but I'm already tired, so I'll take one!” Angie got up to get a glass of water to take with her pill but she turned to you before taking it, “Do you want to have my other pill? Atua senses you are still a bit energetic, so you should take it!”

(W: Anything past this part is 18+ if ur uncomfortable, please skip through)

She was right, you were still feeling a bit energetic, she handed you a pill, she took hers and chugged some water, you did the same after. After you both took the sleeping pills, you both laid on your respective beds, well, for you a mattress. You closed your eyes and tried to sleep but it felt very.. Uncomfortable? No, it was awkward, you kept moving and shuffling around, you felt your breathing getting heavier, you felt hot and sweaty without even sweating.

You sat up properly from your makeshift bed, you tried thinking, what pills did you take? It took you a minute before finally realizing you took an aphrodisiac, and you worried even more since you and Angie both took the same pill. You were fucked, Angie would never forgive you for this since you are the one who takes care of her medication. You looked up towards Angie and her bed, you basically crawled to her, your stomach was aching, filled with arousal and awkwardness. “Angie..” You said weakly, the aphrodisiac slowly taking over every passing minute. “S/O.. What is happening to me..? Even Atua doesn’t know..” You heard her breathing heavily, face flushed. “Crap.. Angie.. I-Ah.. I think we took aphrodisiacs..” It was getting harder to breath, the air around you felt thick with arousal, you felt your face burning, and the awkward heat on your lower area rising.

Your hands we're covering your abdomen, trying to ease the aching pain in that area, but it didn't help at all, you needed a different type of help to ease the pain. You needed Angie’s help. “Angie.. I’m sorry but ah.. I need your help with something..” “What do you haah.. Need help with.. S/O..?”You slowly climbed up Angie’s bed and straddled onto her lap. “I need this, I-I can’t hold it back any longer, it hurts so much..” 

You felt tears in your eyes, slowly sliding down your face, the pain in your abdomen and stomach was getting too much, you never knew that an aphrodisiac could cause this much pain to you and Angie.You flinched when you saw Angie put her hands on the back of your head and your waist, bringing you even closer to her.

“It’s okay S/O, we can help eachother out..” She used her hand to your chin, lifting your head high, exposing your neck to her view, she leaned in towards your neck, you felt her hot breath tickling your neck, making you get goosebumps. You felt her lips finally in contact with your neck, you let out a slight gasp, her lips were kissing everywhere on your neck and collarbone area, sucking on them to cause hickies and dark spots to form. You didn’t even retaliate, you wanted this to happen, you needed this to happen, this was the only way to ease the pain between you two. She let go off your neck, a thin string of saliva showing. She took off her yellow cardigan and set it somewhere, she started undoing your uniform, she took off your cardigan and your white buttoned top, she also slid off your skirt, leaving you with just a bra and your underwear to her view.

Angie admired your body for a while, until she finally spoke up. “You’re so perfect S/O..”

She caught you off guard when she praised you, you then feel her hand sneak to the back of your bra and unclipping it, letting it fall freely on the bed.

Angie reached her hand up to cup your breasts, squeezing them gently. “So soft..” She murmurs, not wasting time, she leans her head down, taking in one of your nipples to her mouth and sucking on it.

You let out a gasp of pleasure of the new sensation, Angie then takes her hand to play with your other nipple, twisting and pulling on it gently as she continues to suck on your sensitive flesh. Her other hand is working its way down towards your panties.

You shivered at the feeling of Angie’s slim fingers sliding down your waist. Once she reaches your underwear, her fingers trace the outline of your panties through the fabric, teasing you. “My my S/O.. You’re already so wet!” She pointed out with no care, she definitely grinned to herself after you turned your head to the side to hide your flustered face, trying to keep some of your dignity. You couldn’t even reply to the comment, your mind was hazy, full of lust, and probably affected by the aphrodisiac as well.

Angie quickly grabbed a nearby pillow and placed it behind you, then she gently pushed your head onto the pillow, with your back now towards the bed. She rubbed your thighs before taking off your underwear and throwing it off to the side. Her fingers parted your folds, you were already dripping wet from the teasing, so Angie’s fingers easily slid in without too much pain.

You arched your back to the feeling of two of Angie’s fingers entering inside, nearly causing your eyes to roll back, your jaw unhinged, leaving your mouth open. You felt drool going down the side of your mouth to your chin each time Angie pumped in and out of you. “A-Angie..! Ngh..~ Fuck..”

She leaned her head in, stimulating you with her fingers and her tongue. You could hear the slick and sucking sounds from her mouth and fingers. The thought of 3 in 1 hole made you surprised you could take so much.

You were nearly at your peak, the pain from your stomach after taking the aphrodisiac mixed with the continuous merciless thrusting of Angie’s fingers and tongue was really putting you on edge.

It wasn’t long before you finally came all over Angie’s fingers and mouth, you were breathing heavily, no wonder why sex was so tiring. You were abruptly snapped out of your thoughts when Angie spoke up.

“Atua has blessed you with the amount you produce!” She said shamelessly, as she was licking your cum off her fingers and her chin. That definitely caught you off guard, but god she didn’t have to bring that up. You just blushed harder than normal, but at least you were somewhat snapped back to reality.

You 're having your moment of just trying to catch your breath, but with the rustling of Angie beside you made you curious.

Once you and Angie were facing each other, she slowly began to intertwine her legs with yours until both your pussies were pressed lightly against one another.

You let out a small gasp, which quickly turned into a long, quiet moan as Angie began to gently rub herself against you. You felt as though the air was as cold as ice because of the heat from Angie's body on yours. You were afraid that if you broke away, Angie would become frozen and frigid, so you tried to stay as near to her as you could. 

“Fuck.. Ngh- Angie..! I-I can’t take anymore..!”

Angie started to grind against you and your words were stuck in your throat. Desperate to prove that you still had some self-control, you tried to talk some more, but it was useless; all that came out of your mouth were the uncontrollably loud moans and whimpers as pleasure shot through your body.

As Angie's breath hit your face and you both gasped and panted, the heat of her breath intensified your feelings even more, swaying you and her hips in rhythm.

The pressure was building quicker than last time, you were seeing stars.

“S/O.. I’m so close..” Angie muttered.

Both of you were about to cum, the both of you grinding against each other was getting quicker and faster, desperate for both of your releases. Both of you screamed out each other's name as you finally came. It was messy all over Angie’s bed.

You and Angie’s legs are shakily un-intertwined, flopping back against the bed, it was definitely time for a rest.

The silence between you two was a bit awkward, the room just filled with breathing from both of your intense orgasms. “We should do that another time.”Angie spoke up abruptly, leaving you surprised. “Again? I don’t really think we should do that again Angie.”Angie giggled to herself, “I’m just saying what Atua thinks!”

“Really? What else did he say?” You scoffed. “I love you!” “Oh, he said that? Tell him I said tha-” Angie leaned in to give you a kiss on the lips. The kiss quickly turned passionate, gradually becoming needy. Angie quickly pulled back, leaving a string of saliva, “Nope, that was just me.”

[bakingtherapy]

Breakfast with Cordelia #10 Macarons

Sul Sul, Gerbits. *Breathes heavily in excitement and terror* 

Today on Breakfast with Cordelia we are going to tackle something that I have always wanted to make. But never had the confidence for Macarons. They are very time consuming, very delicious french cookies. 

Today’s recipe comes from Rosanna Pansino’s Nerdy Nummies cookbook. I could have made her Baby Yoda macron, but thought it was bad timing *haha*. 

The recipe and the directions will be in the description down below. 

For making the macrons, you are going to sift the powdered sugar and almond flour separately. It helps if you sift more than once. Just so you don’t have to throw out a lot of excess flour and sugar. But you don’t want to put the excess in the bowl. You are going to need a very smooth batter.

Whisk the powdered sugar and almond meal until combined.

In another bowl, with an electric mixer, beat the egg whites until frothy. In her video, she says “Until it looks like a bubble bath.” This takes approximately 4 minutes. 

 Slowly adding the graduated sugar until soft peaks form, and you are going to continue beating for another 4 minutes. 

But, watch the peaks you don’t want them to be stiff peaks, or the cookies won’t get smooth.

You are going to fold in the salt.

If you are using food coloring, this is the time to mix it in. However, given that this is the first time doing this recipe, or any macron recipe. I didn’t want to add any coloring to the cookies. 

But if you plan on using food coloring use a color that is a little darker than the color you are using, because it is going to bake lighter.

You are going to grab a spatula, and with it, you are going to fold about a third of the almond mixer into your egg whites. Folding about 20 times. To fold you want to grab your spatula and scrap from the bottom to the top. Making sure that everything is incorporated. 

Repeat this with the rest of the almond mixture. Making sure not to over mix. You are going to be mixing for about 50-60 times. You want the mixture to look like coarse sand. 

You are going to line a baking sheet with parchment paper. It was helpful to find macron templates online. Just print them off and place them under the parchment paper. Just make sure to move the paper before putting them in the oven. 

The next step that you are going to do is spoon the batter into a decorating bag or ziplock bag. 

For the decorating bag, you may want just the coupler and no decorating tips.

You are going to pipe the batter onto the parchment paper in about 1- inch rounds ¾ inch apart. I know that this seems very particular. But these cookies have an amazing taste and the time it takes you to make it is so worth it. 

After that, you are going to tap the baking sheet to release any air bubbles. This part is very important. Because it can change the consistency of your cookies.

Let them set out for 1 hour before baking. I know that I am the #1 person who doesn’t like listening to waiting. However, you have to let the “skins” form on the macrons. This is another step that is crucial for the consistency that makes a macaroon different from a normal cookie.

Once the cookies have developed their “skins” you should position a rack in your oven to the top third of the oven and preheat your oven to 300℉.

These cookies are going to be in the oven for about 20 minutes. They will puff up and they look dry. But make sure not to have them turn brown. 

You know they are “truly” macrons when they have developed their “foot.” Which is a rough-looking layer at the bottom of the cookie. 

As the cookies cool, we are going to make the filling. In a medium bowl, you are going to beat the cream cheese, butter, powdered sugar, and vanilla with an electric mixer. Until the mixture is smooth and creamy.

After the cream cheese is creamy you are going to add your food coloring. 

Scoop it into a decorating bag fitted with a #12 tip. Or a ziplock bag if you do not have a decorating bag. 

Now, we make these cookies into macarons. To do this turn half of them upside down. Pipe about 1 teaspoon of filling onto the cookies that are turned over. Top the remaining cookies to the ones that have the filling.

And there you have it. You have made macarons.

Honestly, when Celeste told me to make these cookies, I was scared. Because I knew that they were going to be very time consuming and that I wouldn’t get perfect macarons, on my first try. But, I know that I am going to keep practicing. There are bakers out there in the world, who were just as nervous as me. Just keep practicing and you will get it. I hope you liked this recipe today. Make sure to like and subscribe for more recipes like this in the future. Vadish, Dag Dag!

Show the original author some 💖💖💖 Rosanna Pansino

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[renee-writer]

Amish Friendship Bread Starter

Ingredients

- 1/4 cup warm water

- 1 package (2 1/4 teaspoons) active dry yeast

- 1 cup all-purpose flour

- 1 cup granulated sugar

- 1 cup milk

**Day 1:** In a small bowl, combine warm water and yeast; set aside until bubbly, about 5-10 minutes. In a large non-metal bowl, mix together flour and sugar, then stir in the milk and yeast mixture. Cover loosely and let stand at room temperature until bubbly. Pour into a one-gallon ziplock bag and seal. Let sit at room temperature.

**Day 2:** Mash the bag.

**Day 3:** Mash the bag.

**Day 4:** Mash the bag.

**Day 5:** Mash the bag.

**Day 6:** Add 1 cup flour, 1 cup sugar, and 1 cup milk. Mash the bag until well mixed.

**Day 7:** Mash the bag.

**Day 8:** Mash the bag.

**Day 9:** Mash the bag.

**Day 10:** Pour starter into a non-metal bowl and add 1 cup flour, 1 cup sugar, and 1 cup milk. Mix well with a non-metal spoon. Divide 1 cup portions of the starter into separate one-gallon ziplock bags. Keep one bag for yourself and give the rest away to friends along with this recipe!

[qipsir]

Small Business masterlist for myself and a streaming community I'm in

Not a small business but this is essentially Craigslist or Ebay but free and local https://freecycle.org/

Note: to my knowledge, most of these are American brands

Gonna make a separate post for occult stuffs

Artists

Cellsdividing - really cool artist I got a keychain, sticker, and 2 shirts from

Lumichen's Art

Lilac Fox Creative - divorced mother trying to support kids

Sara Day Art - currently fundraising for Gaza

Brothersmake - 100% recycled plastic products, you can donate your plastic (UK based)

Afternoon Fika - queer artist in Sweden, sells a lot of plushies

Vincent Trinidad - someone pointed out his art on a shirt in a tiktok video so I'm putting him here cause the art's funny/cute. Not really a small business

Alpaca Sews - plushies and stationary

Liz Schmidt - canine circus, website closed at the time of this post, linked to caard profile

Lunakia Art - keychains, prints, desk mats, etc

MPgautheron - skull stuff

Jojoes Art - THE galaxy wolf artist. Art got stolen and sold worldwide (can't find his post of that but I found his fire/ice wolves)

Clothing

Assk First - brand advocating for consent

Playing Possum Clothing Co. - will cut the tags off clothes for you if you want

Wicked Clothes

Spicy Wear - owner made a boxer line with a pad holder and a pocket for an ice/heat pack because his girlfriend likes wearing his boxers and can't on her period

Time Capsule Design - has plant shirts that's a subtle way of advocating for abortions and body autonomy

Cruel Daughter - VERY pricey, but everything is crocheted (for anyone who doesn't know, unlike knitting, crochet cannot be done by machine)

Borderline Punk Design - clothing, communication card, and stim toys

Phantomassy - glasses friendly alt/fantasy masks

LoudBodies - women-owned, up to 10XL, free custom fitting

Hail Satin Corsetry - minority-owned, made to create functional pieces of art

Bibi Pins - pins + compression items (I got compression gloves and elbow brace, didn't do anything for me and the brace was uncomfortable but the designs aren't bad)

WitchVamp - size inclusive and has bifurcated joggers (not sure what that means but hell yeah)

Planetofkind - face masks

Freethesheep - anxiety loungewear

Rebel Youth Apparel - alt unisex swimwear

Jewelry

Spooky Kawaii - site says hypoallergenic jewelry. I'm personally not sure how you can know that but yeh

Himawari Jewels - handmade in Czechia, worldwide shipping, message social media for customs

KindastrangeDE - witchy and gothic jewelry

Feral Hag - bone jewelry, has deer rib hair sticks

Cords Club - hypoallergenic jewelry + flat back studs

Schatzhaus - wire wrapped jewelry

Fire And Bone - jewelry made from fossil and bone scans

VonKreep Art - spiky and bone jewelry

Shower + skincare

Nole - solid shampoos + solid conditioner

Kitsch - solid shampoo/conditioner, skincare, shower body stuff

Moon Shine Suds - fantasy creature blood bag bodywash

Molly Bubbles Soap Co. - all sorts of things, most well known for magnesium lotion

Jelly Wax - hair removal wax, advertised for beginners

Madani Naturals - hair care for curly hair + african net sponge

Cee Cee's Closet - where I got my african net sponge, also jewelry + bonnets

Bellanomi - african skincare brand, also known for net sponges

Base Laboratories - piercing care

Scents

Lovesick Witchery

Birch & Besom

Household stuff

Oak & Willow - from their home page "Welcome to eco-friendly living made affordable" > Note: if you are in America and really don't have the money to buy housecare for yourself, you can sign up for a list so that someone can buy a housecare package for you and you get it for free

Living Pantry - family-owned eco-friendly shop

HoldOn Bags - compostable trash, pet, and ziplock bags

Trashie - has a take-back bag for you to donate your clothes + electronics

ForgeCore - 3D printing files

Skyclad Apothecary - aka Zero Waste Apothecary on social media, bulk herbs, oils, spices, clays, all sorts of stuff

Gneiss Spice - magnetic spice jars + organic spices

Curious Hawaii - home decor made in Hawai'i

Darby's Crochet Corner - crochet plushies

Warm People Co - mostly blankets and some clothes

Cosmetics

Esoes - 'safety lipstick' w/ drug testing strips, bluetooth panic buttons, etc

Sushyglow Cosmetics - has been DRAGGED online by haters and for what? 12/10 company, well known for its bloody lip tints, I love 'em, my friends love 'em, cannot recommend enough

Sunset Makeup - coloured foundations for cosplay, GOOD COVERAGE WHITE FOUNDATION

Catacomb Cosmetics - nonbinary-owned, my friend made this company! They're super cool. Not a whole lot of stuff but the stuff they do have is lovely

Other

Swanson's Fabrics - digital/in person thrift store for yarns and fabrics

Lair of the Llama - yarn and roving

A Wild Offering - || + ceramics and clothing

Blooming Earth Herbal - herbal shop w/ skincare and tinctures and things

Palestine Soda - drinks that donate profits to Palestine

Cycora - textile recycling

Simply Earth - DIY stuff like purfumes

Artixan - fidgets and accomodating water bottle bags + weighted leaf pillow

(not all are women owned but many are)

[trashbag-baby666]

The Lunch Affair

Summary: Bubbles and Croz don’t like a change in their lunch schedules.

WC: 1, 565

C/W: mentions of church.

MOTA Masterlist!

Croz absolutely despised his schedule for the semester. Not like Junior year was hard enough but he didn’t have any classes with Bubbles and his lunch was alone. He had a few of the same AP classes with Buck but by far he was not looking at a fun second semester.

The boy with the dark brown hair pushed open the auditorium door and watched as the automatic lights flipped on. He had been eating lunch here by himself for the past two weeks. He missed having lunch with his friends. Bucky being obnoxiously loud but mostly he missed Bubbles.

Croz sat in the last row and took his backpack off taking out his book and opening his lunchbox. He smiled at the little pink sticky note from his mom, sure he was 16 but his mom still packed him lunch everyday.

‘Have a good day sweety, love mom’ with a heart drawn next to it.

He took out the ziplock bag and took out the sandwich. Classic ham and cheese with some doritos and two cookies. Croz opened his book and held it in one hand while holding the sandwich in the other.

Slightly startled, Croz looked up from his book right away. The door opened and he saw the red head walk in. “Hey, thought I’d find you here.” Bubbles smiled, taking off his backpack as he sat down next to the other.

“What’re you doing, don't you have class?” Croz furrowed his eyebrows, shutting his book.

“We had a sub, he didn’t really feel like teaching.” Bubbles snickered looking through Croz’s lunch box and breaking off a piece of one of the cookies.

“Hey who said you could have that,” Croz giggled, slapping away Bubbles hand.

“Your Mom,” Bubbles stated proudly before he realized what he said. Croz covered his hand with his mouth as he began laughing through his bite of sandwich. It was no secret Mrs. Crosby always packed something extra for Bubbles.

“Too much time with Bucky,” Croz jokes, shaking his head looking over at his best friend. He didn’t know if he knew how to put into words his feelings for Bubbles. They’d been best friends since they were three, they did everything together.

Including when Croz decided to try out theater in middle school after he got kicked out of choir. He remembered how furious his mother was at the school. How dare they say her son was a bad singer. Croz didn’t necessarily like choir but he did it because his mother liked it. She was head of the church's choir and his older sister had been in show choir when she was in school.

But yet he also felt different feelings than just incredibly close friends. The anxious feeling that's always eating him goes away, he can relax. Not worry about what everyones thinks of him or if his bullies were near.

It was something he never got comfortable with, the way trouble seemed to lurk.

He had Buck and Bucky. He sometimes wondered why the two most popular boys and co captains of the football team were his best friends? Buck and Croz had known each other from going to church together and their mom being friends. Then Bucky moved there one day in sixth grade and they never looked back.

Then there was Curt who had been a beacon of hope for the lgbt population of the school when he moved there, their Sophomore year. He came from New York City and surely had the attitude to prove it, never letting anyone push him around. He wasn’t afraid to be unapologetically himself, he was an openly gay football player.

Croz wondered what he could do to get that kind of confidence. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever be able to reach that in life. He’d always been too timid and scared to stand up for himself.

“What’re you thinking about?” Bubbles studied Harry’s face, his brows were furrowed and his deep brown eyes gazing blankly at the stage.

Bubbles had known him long enough to know when Croz was too focused on his thoughts. Bubbles swore up and down Croz could turn over thinking into an olympic sport. Bubbles gently rested his hand on Croz’s hand and gave it a small reassuring squeeze.

“Nothing,” He shook his head looking back down at the sandwich. Croz could feel the safe, grounded feeling of Bubbles' hand. He knew Bubbles could see right through him. He was an older brother to five other little siblings ranging from ages two to 10. He could give good advice and read people like no other.

“Okay,” Bubbles didn’t press any further. The two sat in the auditorium in silence for the rest of lunch. Croz eating his sandwich with Bubbles hand still resting on his.

“It was nothing, okay?” Croz rolled his eyes as he and Bucky stood backstage. This winter's production was The Little Mermaid; Although, no one liked Bucky's obnoxious singing, but his over the top acting was too good for them to pass up. Now it was the same for Croz, he knew the theater director tried to give him the part with the least amount of singing. So he was playing Flounder and Bucky was Sebastian.

“Nothing but hand holding,” Bucky teased, yanking at the blue tail on Croz’s costume. It was tech week and of course Bucky couldn’t even take that seriously.

“Hush,” one of the techies snapped at the two of them from where she stood with her clipboard by the curtain ropes.

“Okay Bucky and Harry come on stage.” the director spoke into the microphone. The two of them walked on stage taking their spots behind the painted wood waves.

“Okay Joe get their lights on them.” the director instructed and Croz felt himself heat up just even hearing Bubbles be mentioned.

“Wow you’re blushing because he’s shining his spotlight on you?” Bucky looked over at him, his one eyebrow raised and his hands on his hips.

“You know you’re not supposed to be talking.” Croz side eyed him hoping Bucky would shut his big fat mouth. He didn’t want Bubbles hearing any of this, he always felt as if his feelings were one sided. That if Bubbles ever found out about Croz’s little crush he’d run for the hills. Then all the years of friendship would be gone and Croz would be on his own.

“I’m just being honest with you,” Bucky whispered, lowering his voice a bit more.

“Bucky,” Croz hissed between his teeth.

“I’m just saying everyone knows you guys are eye fuc-”

“Hush, before we get in trouble.”

“Mr. Crosby, is there something you need to say?” The director raised her eyebrow, sticking her head out of the tech booth in the back.

“No, I’m sorry Ms. Canary.” Croz cleared his throat and shot a glare at Bucky wanting to rip the stupid red top hat off of him.

“What was Bucky chattering all about?” Bubbles asked, glancing from the road over to Crosby. Croz let out an airy sigh not even wanting to bring up Bucky's teasing.

“Nothing important,” Croz sighed and shrugged sitting back in the well loved leather seat of the blue minivan. Croz couldn’t remember a time this van ever

Smelled like anything except cigarettes and cheap air fresheners. Even when they were younger it had that well loved smell.

Croz thought it was interesting that still, six kids later. Bubbles' parents wouldn’t give up smoking.

“Some silly recollection from a Yankees game to The Little Mermaid?” Bubbles chuckled lightly.

“Probably, I’ve learned to tune out Bucky and his baseball talk all the time.”

“I need to learn how to tune the baseball analogies out. That and everytime I look at Buck and Bucky at lunch they’re basically laying on top of each other.” Bubbles had always had B lunch with just Croz and they’d eat outside till it was too cold or it snowed. Rest of the winter months they’d eat in the auditorium. Now Bubbles had to experience the true horrors of sitting with Buck, Bucky, and Curt.

It was…a lot to say the least. Sometimes Bucky and Curt would start throwing food at other tables and then Bubbles was guilty by association. Forced to stay in the lunchroom cleaning up the floors and be late to class. Nevertheless he loved his friends, he just missed the quiet lunches with Croz.

“I dunno when you work this week but I was wondering if you wanted to go to a diner with me after rehearsal and study sometime this week? I know it's tech week but I just have this test next week on Monday.” Bubbles was finally working up the courage to bring up his feelings about him. He just wanted to be honest with his feelings and get past them if it wasn’t mutual.

“Oh uh, let me check.” Croz perked up taking out his phone, “I don’t work on Thursday, If that works for you.”

“Sounds good,” Bubbles turned into the driveway of Croz’s house. He could see Bitzy in the window, she was the Crosby family old cat. She was living in spight at this point, “Tell Bitzy hello from me.”

“Will do,” Croz nodded, opening the door and grabbing his backpack strap, “Thank you, love you, see you tomorrow?”

“Love you too.See you tomorrow, Harry.”

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[gabby-i-guess]

ADHD PSA #3: Bath time 🛀

So I just moved into a new house, and for whatever reason, the gremlins living in my brain have decided that the new shower has ‼️BAD VIBES‼️ and therefore will only agree to let me have a shower when ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY. I've been trying to figure out ways to bribe them into liking the shower, so here are a few ways I've tried to make my shower ADHD accessible.

1) DIY waterproof phone holder

Yes I know I sound like an iPad kid, but if having an audiobook/music/YouTube video playing while I shower lets me shower, I'm ok with that.

All you do is take a sturdy ziplock bag, pop your phone and a large bull clip inside, and zip it up tight (give it a lil squeeze to make sure there are no gaps). Now you can clip the bag onto your shower caddy from the inside, or another ledge or something (get creative), and voila - your phone stays totally dry and you stay entertained. You can even somewhat use your phone through the plastic, so you can change songs etc. When you're done, unclip the unopened bag, take it to a dry place, and you can open it and take your phone out there.

Here's a photo for demo:

2) Sort your shit out

Personally, I get super overwhelmed by all the steps in self-care tasks, including but not limited to showers. Routines like that involve like 10 steps that call on skills ADHDers really struggle with, like decisions, organisation, memory, executive functioning, and planning. So I've made things as simple as they can possibly be for me.

I have 4 little baskets in my cupboard for each of my regular routines:

morning (with makeup, sunscreen, moisturiser, and deoderant)

evening (with vitamin C serum, makeup wipes, pimple patches, and floss)

regular shower (with antibacterial soap, shampoo, conditioner, leave in conditioner, and a hair brush)

and ✨fancy shower✨ (with a razor, shaving cream, nice smelling soap, body moisturiser, curl cream, and a candle)

Now I can just yank out whatever basket I want and use whatever is in it on autopilot. Then, when I'm done, I can dump it all back into the basket and shove it all back into the cupboard. This method reduces how overwhelmed I get by so goddamn much that my fucking dentist commented on the noticeable improvement in my teeth, because I had actually consistently had the energy to floss. And when you're consistently flossing - well, it's only up from here baby 😎

3) DIY bath

The sensory experience of showering can be truly horrendous. And while I can't fix a lot of it, I can at least make it a little less... much. Yk?

So here's my solution:

Yup.

I got myself a blow up pool.

For my shower.

I am officially the coolest person alive.

This baby was $10 at Kmart, and is 80cm wide and 18cm deep - basically, cross your legs and it will not quite cover your thighs. To provide a little more insulation and some padding, I also popped an old towel under the pool. It's really not much, but it means I can sit down in comfortably warm water and splish-splosh myself clean. As opposed to showering, which (especially in a large bathroom/shower like I have now) is alternately way too cold and way too hot, way too loud, way too (I literally don't know how else to say it) "fast", way too out of control (so much splashing and water going everywhere, UGH), and just kinda generally way too much.

A bonus perk: I can finally use some nice pink bubble bath bombs from last Christmas 🥰🥰

I really hope one of these tips helps one of you out there. Keeping yourself clean is one of those "basics" that neurotypical/mentally well people don't realise is actually really hard.

You are doing a truly awesome job, and I'm truly, truly proud of you. Sending you love and warm, clean, sudsy thoughts ❤️

[void-epiphany]

Lyca Highschool AU:

>Always has snacks in the bag, along with a whole bunch of old ziplock bags from previous snacks in the bag >Never running late, but the meandering always stresses friends out >Letting people sit on his lap during lunch, quoting Glee: "I need something warm on my belly to help me digest, like a lizard" >Constantly under suspicion of seducing people in relationships, in reality he doesn't make any first moves. >Wears clothes that drape of shoulders, is very blunt if you ask where the bruises underneath came from >Never seems to do homework, always gets A's and B's >Super chill with the principal, can put in a good word for you >The week that Thugshaker hits the scene, it follows Lyca like a buzzing haze of Down Bad and Cheap Mall Eau d'Parfum >He's the only person who cares about the difference between Parfum, Toilette, and Cologne. >Will spin an entire new worldview around someone who's gullable enough to fall for his lies, which will last until he forgets that he was playing a joke or someone else pops the bubble of belief >Smoking under the bleachers, never seen at a sports game, holds conversations about player's performance for longer than he should >Hanging out at the skate park after class, wrapped up in a cardigan as it gets dark, watching people do flips. >Headphones on but nothing playing, just to dull the noise of cars, people, and nonsense >Dreampop and witchhouse apologist

[spybrarian]

spicy buns

A recipe!! I was talking about my hot cross buns and realised my recipe was just in an old word document on my computer and that’s not easy to share so. Here, buns!

1/2 cup milk (try infusing it with cardamom and cloves and peel, or chai! Just pack in AS MUCH flavor as possible what can go wrong)

1/4 cup water

1/4 cup brown sugar

1 Tablespoon active dried yeast

2 1/2 - 3 cups high grade flour (more like 3)

1/2 teaspoon salt

1 Tablespoon cinnamon (heaped!)

1 Tablespoon mixed spice (heaped!)

1 teaspoon nutmeg (heaped)

(Bit of ginger, why not, everyone needs more ginger in their lives)

3/4 cup raisins or currants (more like 1 1/2 cups) (or chocolate, i dumped in a 200g bag of dark drops)

1/4 cup mixed peel (or more, yolo)

75 grams butter melted

1 egg,

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

<small>For the crosses (which I never make)

1/4 cup flour 1/4 cup milk 1 teaspoon sugar </small>

Glaze (this makes enough for many batches. GLAZING IS AMAZING.)

1/4 cup water 3 Tablespoon sugar

Add the milk, water and brown sugar to a microwave proof jug or small pot and heat until warm to the touch (about 45°C/110°F). This is where you brew your chai or spices into the milk if you wanna.

Whisk well to dissolve the sugar or get a fork in there and go for it. Pour into a large bowl, or the bowl of a stand mixer if you’re that fancy, and sprinkle the yeast on top, stir in and leave to sit for 5 minutes.

While you are waiting, add 2 1/2 cups of flour, salt, cinnamon, mixed spice, nutmeg, raisins/currants and mixed peel to the bowl and whisk together.

In another small jug or whatever is clean, melt the butter, add the egg and vanilla and whisk together until all ingredients are incorporated. Maybe let the butter cool a bit so it doesn’t cook the egg??

Once the yeast has started to bubble, add the flour mixture and butter mixture to the yeast mixture and using the dough hook attachment on your stand mixer, knead for 7-8 minutes until the dough springs back when you press it. If kneading by hand, combine the dough with a wooden spoon and then turn it out onto a lightly floured surface and knead for 10 minutes. Add a little more flour if the dough is really sticky (i usually need to do this,  like the latest batch was a bit over 3 cups, but I'd put in like half a cup of zest so)

Cover the dough in gladwrap or a clean tea towel and leave to rise in a warm place for 60-90 minutes or until doubled in size or until you remember that you were making bread and rush back from whatever you were talking about on the discord.

Once the dough has risen, punch it down gently and turn out of the bowl onto a lightly floured surface. Split the dough into 10 evenly sized pieces (I do eight because I like big buns and I cannot lie) roll into balls and place on a baking tray lined with a silicone liner or baking paper, so that they are almost touching, like two sword lesbians who haven’t admitted their feelings for each other yet. Cover with gladwrap that has been lightly sprayed with cooking oil and leave to rise in a warm place for 40 minutes, which is a whole episode of something.

Pre-heat the oven to 180°C/350°F.

(If you are a cross fan: While the buns are rising, make the mixture for the crosses. In a small bowl whisk together milk, flour and sugar until smooth. Once the buns have risen, pipe the crosses on the buns, by putting the cross mixture into a piping bag or ziplock bag with the corner snipped off. If you don't have a piping bag or ziplock bag, you can carefully drizzle it with a spoon. Also instead of crosses you can actually make any shape, who knew??)

Bake the buns for 20-25 minutes (this latest batch took 17 minutes) until the tops are golden brown. While the buns are baking, prepare the glaze by mixing the sugar and water in a small bowl and microwaving until the sugar has dissolved (or just use hot water!)

Remove from the oven and brush the buns with the sugar glaze and allow them to cool slightly.

To serve, slice the buns in half, spread with butter and enjoy!

Buns will keep in an airtight container for 3 days or can also be frozen (lol good luck finding freezer space in this economy) (good luck also not eating the whole batch within a day). They are definitely best served the day of baking but you can zap them in the microwave or toast them on day 2 or 3 and they're almost as good!

[blessedcvrsed]

where: outside of the carnival of time when: ungodly hours of the morning, february 15th, 2023 with: open! @anchoragestarters

it had been a long day. it would seem that calamity latched its foul hands onto the small alaskan town, forcing its second upheaval not even two months after the tragic events that transpired on new year's eve. the unease of the citizens could be felt everywhere, only amplifying after the panic of the tunnel of love's malfunction and loss of all power. what was supposed to be a day of fun-filled festivities fell flat. seokmin had been appreciating a short lull between carnival goers, the pink corn snake relaxed as she draped herself and slithered over her handler in all of her beauty, when the ride's alarms sounded. the fight or flight it instilled still hadn't left him hours later as every light in the apartment complex and surrounding area cut out, almost too suspiciously timed. bubbling panic would rapidly rise to the surface, his canine helping de-escalate and slowly resolve the episode through tasking, though the night didn't end there. once collected enough, a beeline for the carnival was made, car's heat on high and emergency bag — containing but not limited to his medications, a large ziplock of dog kibble and a travelling dog water bottle — on the seat. if the outage reached that far and the building was powerless on such a cold night, the snakes wouldn't survive - not without a heat source, and no one knew how long they'd be without one. although fearful, seokmin made haste; in and out, in and out, settling the reptiles in their transporters on the back seats. it didn't take long, a rush of relief finally letting him breathe after shutting the car door for the final time, just moments before maeum notified him of an approaching presence. he startled, then froze. were they lost? did they need help? “ um... hello? ” he hesitantly called. “ are you okay? ”

[daisiesonafield-blog]

Info for Faith In The Future World Tour AUSTIN, TX - JUL 7 2023

With special guests THE SNUTS & ANDREW CUSHIN!

Important Times:

6:00 PM - Doors Open

7:00 PM - Andrew Cushin

8:00 PM - The Snuts

9:00 PM - Louis Tomlinson

Times are all approximate and subject to change.

General admission (pit tickets):

Overnight camping is not allowed at Waterloo Park.

Check the venue’s socials for updates!

🔆⚠️HIGH TEMPERATURE ADVISORY ⚠️🔆

HIGH TEMPERATURES expected in Austin!

Temperatures will reach 94ºF/ 34ºC

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

Wear sunscreen!

💧⚠️ HYDRATION ADVISORY ⚠️💧

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

For optimal hydration drink something with electrolytes such as Gatorade or LiquidIV

1 factory sealed water bottle ALLOWED

Eat well!

Wear sunscreen!

Here are important things to know:

The venue is cashless! Pay with card and mobile pay!

Parking: Paid Parking is available. The Texas Facilities Parking Garages located between 12th St. and 17th St. along San Jacinto Blvd. andTrinity St. Access garages from 15th street to avoid traffic in the south Red River Area. Info here. Map here.

ADA info here

Cameras: Point and shoot cameras without removable lens allowed. Personal cameras are permitted, however no flash photography, video recording equipment or removable lens devices are allowed, unless approved by the venue.

Water: 1 factory sealed water bottle ALLOWED

Food: Small ziplock bag of food or snacks ALLOWED

Sunscreen & bug spray in non-aerosol can ALLOWED

Small blankets and beach towels no larger than 30”x 60” ALLOWED

NO bottles or cans

NO alcohol

NO Coolers

NO Animals (except service animals)

NO Marijuana or any cannabis products

NO drugs

NO smoking

NO umbrellas

NO Fireworks or sparklers

NO knives, firearms, Brass knuckles, Tasers & mace/pepper spray or weapons of any kind

NO chains

NO Inflatables, throwing toys (including beach balls and frisbees), blow-up toys, balloons or bubbles

NO Lawn chairs, stadium cushions

NO Recording devices, iPads/laptops

NO Selfie sticks, drones

NO Laser Pointers/flashlights

NO Scooters/Skateboards

There is NO RE-ENTRY!

Lost & Found info here

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*This list is not exhaustive. Items not appearing on the list may still be prohibited at the discretion of Security.

For more details click here

Bag Policy:

CLEAR plastic/vinyl bags up to 12” x 6” x 12” are allowed in the venue

Small clutch bags up to 4.5" x 6.5" allowed

All bags will be searched prior to entry

Banners, signs and flag policy:

NO Banners or Flyers

Contact:

For additional questions please call the venue at (512) 541-3520. You can also access their website. Email: info@waterloogreenway.org. Check their Twitter and IG for updates. Address: 1401 N. Trinity St, Austin, TX 78701

[bakingtherapy]

Breakfast with Cordelia #23 Chocolate Macarons

Sul Sul, Gerbits. You know sometimes you have to laugh at the mistakes you make. And this one was one of those recipes. 

We are going to be making chocolate macarons. 

The recipe will be in the description down below. 

I would normally say that you have to preheat your oven first. But, that is not the case with this recipe because you do not need the oven preheating an hour before they are ready to go into the oven. It may change the consistency of the macarons.

You are going to line two baking sheets with parchment paper or silicone baking mats if you have them. I used parchment paper. 

There are a bunch of free macaron templates online. I have printed 1 ½ inch circles spaced out a couple of inches apart on the parchment paper. This is going to help you guide the macaron shells later. 

The recipe and the measurements will be in the description down below.

After you have the parchment paper on your mats begin to make your macarons. The first thing you want to do is sift the almond flour, powdered sugar, and cocoa powder in a sifter, or a food processor, and then sift it. 

You can sift it multiple times to make sure that the ingredients are completely mixed and light, and then set it aside until you need it.

The next thing you want to do is beat the egg whites on medium speed until they are foamy, which takes about 1 minute. Gradually add the granulated sugar, about 1 tablespoon. Not 1 teaspoon at a time, because that takes a very long time. 

Waiting 20 seconds or so between each addition of sugar.

Once you have all the sugar added, continue to beat the egg whites on medium to medium-high speed until stiff peaks form. It will probably take about 4 minutes. There is a scary way to tell if your egg whites are stiff. And that is if you can place the bowl above your head without anything falling out, they are stiff. 

Slowly add the dry ingredients a third at a time to the egg whites. You are going to slowly fold the ingredients together. Most recipes for macarons call this macaronage. 

You are going to need a rubber scraper or spatula for this part. To fold, scrape the sides of the bowl, in a j -shaped motion. 

You want to keep count on how many times you are folding the batter. Most recipes say that you should not have folded it more than 80 - 100 times. It depends on the factors that are present in your kitchen that day. Humidity, the temperature outside, and the temperature in your kitchen can all affect the quality of the macarons. 

You are going to fold another third into the macaronage and count to twenty. 

Do this one more time, adding the last third into the bowl. You want to count twenty folds. This will mean that you have counted sixty times. Once all of the dry ingredients are in the egg whites, you are going to fold until you can make 1 or 2 figure-eight patterns with the ribbon of the batter. 

This mixture should look and feel like coarse sand. 

At this point, you are going to transfer the batter to a pastry bag with a large rounded tip or a ziplock bag with one corner cut off. 

Begin to pipe the macarons into 1 ½ inch circles on your prepared parchment or silicone lined baking sheets. Making sure to space them out a couple of inches apart.

When the cookie sheet is filled, lightly tap them on the counter a few times to remove air bubbles. 

This is the most important part, make sure to let them sit out for 30-60 minutes. Once they are ready, the tops are dry to the touch and they don’t stick to your finger. 

You are going to preheat the oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit. Bake one cookie sheet at a time, for 16 to 18 minutes. 

Let them cool completely before removing the shells from the parchment paper. 

For the filling for these cookies, I used ⅔ cups of powdered cocoa. And heavy cream. 

Filling the cookies gets messy. But fun.

The recipe itself was really easy to follow. If I had followed it to the T like I was supposed to. I am sometimes impatient when it comes to waiting for food. So, I didn’t let the macarons sit for that long, and they did not grow the legs that they are known for. I served them to my family and one of my little ones said “Mommy, you’re making us poop?” As she asked that though, she ate it and said “this poop tastes yummy.” That was funny.

Sometimes, recipes don’t turn out well. But sometimes, the only factor that should matter is the taste. I hope you liked this recipe, make sure to like and subscribe for more recipes like this one in the future. Vadish, Dag Dag. 

Show the original author some 💖💖💖 Rosanna Pansino

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