#and eat warm apple and cinnamon pancakes

[ellieelzeliza]

can we burn slow: part two

couple: heyward fem!reader x jj maybank

outline: pope’s female cousin comes to visit obx. what happens when she meets the pogues and starts falling for a certain blonde haired blue eyed surfer.

cw: SMUT, fingering, p in v, squirting, dirty talk, slight degradation, let me know if i missed anything **all characters are adults (18+ only!!! MINORS DNI)

proofread by: @prettygirl-gabi

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you wake up groggy and disoriented, your brain feeling like it’s been put through a blender.

you try to sit up but a wave of nausea washes over you, forcing you back onto the couch.

jj’s voice breaks the silence “looks like the princess is finally awake.”

you groan holding your head “what happened last night, i feel like i fell down ten flights of stairs.”

jj laughs while pope just shakes his head “you smoked an entire joint by yourself, princess then proceeded to drink three wine coolers on top of that.”

john b smirks slightly as he leans against the wall “yeah, and then you puked your guts out in the convenience store bathroom.”

sarah and kie come into the living room with water and tylenol.

sarah hands you a bottle of water and two pills “here, take this. it’ll help with the headache and the nausea”. kie gives a sympathetic smile “how you feeling?”

“like shit” you say as you drink some water then take the two pills.

“that’s what you get for smoking an entire joint all by yourself.” jj laughs as he teases you “can’t handle your weed, princess?”

you roll my eyes “you gave me the joint jj” you deadpan at jj.

jj holds up his hands in defense “hey, i didn’t force you to smoke it.” he grins “you took it willingly and then proceeded to turn into a lightweight.”

you lay back down “is there anyplace to eat breakfast, my stomach is touching my back right now”.

john b speaks up. “there’s a diner not too far from here. they’ve got good greasy food. that’ll definitely help with your hangover.”

you sit up slipping on your shoes “well let’s go” you say heading for the front door.

the gang files out of the chateau and piles into the twinkie. john b and sarah take the front seats while pope, kie, and jj squish into the back seat.

jj pats the seat next to him, motioning for you to sit beside him “come on, princess. sit next to me.”

you sit down in the seat next to him, practically bouncing in your seat from excitement.

jj laughs as he eyes your bouncing legs “someones getting excited about some pancakes” he teases, poking at your side.

you swat his hand away “well duh, im starving” you say looking out the window.

he grins and holds up his hands in surrender "calm down, princess. we'll be there soon."

the twinkie pulls up in front of the diner and everyone gets out. jj let’s you get out first "after you, princess."

you exit the van then you all head inside, as the door opens your hit with the warm smell of cinnamon and coffee.

the group finds a booth at the back of the diner and slides into their seats.

jj scoots into the booth beside you, his thigh pressing against yours.

the waitress comes over with a handful of menus and hands them out “what can i get you guys to drink?”

you look through the menu “mmm, can i get an apple juice?”

the waitress nods and jots down your order. she turns to the rest of the group, taking their drink orders before leaving to put them into the system.

jj leans back in his seat, eyeing you  curiously "apple juice? seriously, princess?"

you zip your jacket up “you literally ordered orange juice. what are you a grandpa?” you snicker.

jj laughs "hey, don't diss the orange juice. it's a classic." he grins and bumps his shoulder against yours playfully "but at least I'm not drinking kiddie juice."

“apple juice is refreshing, especially with ice. who even orders orange juice for breakfast.” you say sassily.

jj smirks and leans in closer to you. "i do, princess. and it's delicious. you should try expanding your taste buds sometime."

the waitress comes back with everyone's drinks and takes the group's food orders. jj orders pancakes drowned in syrup and bacon.

“can i get the buttermilk pancakes, sunny side up eggs and hash browns with the fruit bowl please” you ask handing your menu back to the waitress.

the waitress smiles and jots down your order "coming right up, hun." she says before heading back to the kitchen.

jj watches you intently, amused by your breakfast order "pancakes, eggs, hash browns, fruit bowl... and apple juice. you really have the palette of a toddler, don't you?"

“you ordered pancakes and bacon. that’s what my little brother orders when we go to breakfast, you have the palette of a seven year old” you say crossing your arms.

jj snorts and grins "ouch, feisty this morning, aren't you princess?" he laughs at your annoyed expression. "but pancakes and bacon are classic breakfast foods. can't go wrong with a good ol' stack of pancakes."

you all sit there the next few minutes in silence waiting for the food to arrive.

the group engages in small talk amongst themselves, bantering and joking with each other. sarah and kie are deep in conversation about a party that's happening later tonight. pope is on his phone, scrolling through his social media. john b just sits there quietly, looking half-asleep. jj, on the other hand, keeps sneaking glances at you from beside him.

you turn to him “do i have something on my face?”

jj shakes his head and grins "no, just admiring the view." he replies, giving you a once-over. he's blatantly checking you out, his gaze lingering a little too long on certain parts of your body. it's obvious that he's enjoying getting under your skin.

“well find something else to look at” you say shifting in your seat.

jj laughs and leans closer to you "why, can't handle a little attention, princess?" he grins slyly, his eyes roaming over your body once again "you know, you look pretty good when you're flustered like this."

pope looks between the two of you and sits his phone down.

pope rolls his eyes and shoots jj a look, trying to subtly signal to him to ease up.

jj just ignores him and continues to flirt with you, his hand moving to rest on your thigh under the table.

you look at him questionably.

jj chuckles at your expression, his hand slowly rubbing your thigh under the table.

his touch is light and teasing "what's wrong, princess? something on your mind?" he asks, grinning wickedly as he watches you squirm under his touch.

you look down at his pants “i think there’s something on your mind. that ice in my drink might prove useful since there aren’t any showers around here” you whisper in his ear pretending to look out the window.

jj’s eyes widen at your unexpected remark. his hand immediately stops rubbing your thigh and he shifts in his seat, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"um..." he stutters, momentarily speechless. he glances around the table to see if anyone else heard your comment, but everyone else is too engrossed in their own conversations to pay attention.

you smirk “oh, they’re not listening to us. what happened to me being flustered?” you put your hand in his lap “didn’t think i’d match your energy?”.

jj’s heartbeat quickens as you put your hand in his lap. his expression darkens slightly as he looks at you, a flash of desire in his eyes. "mmm, princess, you're playing with fire here." he murmurs, his fingers tracing small circles on your skin.

“haven’t been burned yet. oh there’s the food!” you say as if you weren’t just palming jj underneath the table.

jj is caught off guard again as the waitress sets the food down in front of you both. he quickly withdraws his hand from your thigh, trying to play it cool. the rest of the gang digs into their food, blissfully unaware of the tension between the two of you. but it's hard for jj to ignore the fact that he’s still warm and tingling from your touch, his mind still fixated on your subtle flirtation.

“so, how’s your seven year old breakfast jj” you tease drinking some of your juice.

jj glares at you, his annoyance at your taunts barely masked by his smirk. "it’s delicious, princess. how's your kiddie juice?" he retorts back, taking a large bite of his pancakes.

“cooling, do you still need those ice cubes” you say smiling.

"why, you gonna give me a cold shower later?" jj shoots back with a sly grin. he leans in closer to you, his voice lowering to a husk whisper "you know, princess, two can play at this game." his hand finds its way back to your thigh, this time higher up than before. he gives it a gentle squeeze, his fingers tracing patterns on your inner thigh.

you smirk “mmm, maybe. but if you’re gonna play the game play it right” you say before your fork ‘falls’ to the floor. “damnit, i dropped my fork” you slip under the table to grab it and on your way up you graze your hand over his clothed cock.

jj stifles a gasp as your hand brushes against him, his breath catching in his throat.

he tightens his grip on his fork, trying to maintain his composure as the group continues chatting obliviously.

but his eyes follow your every move, watching as you slide underneath the table and lean back up.

he can't help but notice how close your face gets to his lap, and he swallows hard as a surge of heat rushes through him.

as you sit back in your seat you scoot just a little bit closer to him “i’m sorry jj can i borrow your fork mines fell” you say as you grab his fork licking the syrup off before using it to eat your fruit.

jj’s eyes darken as he watches you take his fork and lick the syrup off it.

a rush of heat pools in his stomach at the sight of your tongue on his fork, the way you so innocently tease him making his heart race.

he shifts in his seat, trying to hide the way his jeans are now feeling tighter than before.

"sure, princess. help yourself." he manages to say, his voice strained.

“thank you jayj” you say your hand resting in his lap as you eat your food “oh my god, i’ve never had breakfast this good” you groan.

jj swallows hard as he feels your hand on his lap, his leg instinctively jerking as your touch sends a jolt of electricity through him.

he forces himself to focus on the group's conversation, trying to act like your hand isn't driving him crazy.

"yeah, uh, the food's great." he says, his voice hoarse. he takes a large bite of his pancakes, trying to distract himself from the feeling of your hand slowly inching higher up his thigh.

the waitress comes back over and asks if anyone wants dessert or just the bill.

"just the bill, please." jj says a little too quickly, his voice tight.

the waitress nods and scurries away to grab the check.

the rest of the gang is still chatting and joking, oblivious to the tension between the two of you.

jj’s eyes flicker to your hand on his lap, still resting dangerously close to his crotch.

his breathing is ragged and he grips the table tightly, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

you reach into your pocket and grab your debit card “breakfast is on me, my way of saying thank you to everyone for welcoming me” you hand your card to the waitress.

the group looks at you in surprise, clearly not expecting you to foot the bill for the entire table.

"are you sure, princess?" jj asks, raising an eyebrow. "you don't have to do that."

you nod “no worries, i don’t mind at all” you grab your debit card back from the waitress putting back into your wallet.

the waitress smiles and walks away, leaving the table in stunned silence for a moment.

john b is the first to speak up, a look of disbelief on his face "you just paid for all of us? that must have been like a hundred bucks."

you shrug “maybe, but that’s how i was raised. we take care of our friends and family, im not anyone’s sugar mama though” you say laughing.

john b laughs along with you, clapping a hand on your shoulder. "well, we're definitely not complaining. thanks, y/n."

sarah grins and winks at you. "if you're not anyone's sugar mama, does that mean you're open to applications?"

jj pipes up with a smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously. "sorry, but i think i called dibs on being y/n’s favorite."

after leaving a tip we head back to the twinkie “me and y/n need to head back home. can you drop us off?” pope asks john b as we all get into the twinkie.

john b nods and starts the car. "sure, no problem." he looks at you and jj sitting in the back seat, the two of you sitting closer than before.

sarah notices the shift in seating and grins, shooting you a knowing look from the front seat.

you nod your head agreeing with pope “yeah, we might be able to hang later. it’s just i promised my uncle that we’d help him restock the store” you say scrolling through your phone.

john b nods as he drives, his eyes flickering to the rearview mirror every so often to look at you and jj.

jj leans back in his seat, his eyes fixed on you. the tension between the two of you has eased slightly, but there's still an underlying heat there. he fidgets with his fingers, clearly itching to reach out and touch you again.

sarah turns around in her seat and smirks at you. "stocking shelves, huh? sounds like a thrilling afternoon." she teases.

you shake your head “it’s pretty boring honestly. it’s just me and pope, if you guys come help then it’ll get done quicker and we can get back on the road?” you look at them pleading.

john b rolls his eyes playfully. "you really think we want to spend our afternoon stocking shelves?"

sarah grins and nudges john b’s shoulder. "come on, it could be fun. and it's a good excuse to spend more time together."

kie snorts "yeah, fun. stacking boxes. sounds like a blast."

you put your phone in your pocket as john b pulls up to the store “what about you jj, you coming?” you say getting out of the twinkie.

jj hesitates for a moment before nodding. "yeah, sure. why not."

he hops out of the car and follows you towards the store, his eyes flicking up and down your body as he walks behind you.

you walk into the store “me and pope are back and we brought more help” you say to your uncle.

your uncle looks up from stocking the shelves and raises an eyebrow as he sees you and jj walking in behind you. "oh, so you've brought reinforcements?"

pope gives his dad an apologetic smile. "yeah, we figured we could use some extra hands to get this done faster."

he nods “well, i’ll leave y’all to it. i got a delivery to make in figure 8 anyways. pope im trusting you and your cousin to handle the restock while i’m gone.”

pope nods. "you got it, dad."

your uncle grabs his keys and heads out the door, leaving all of you alone in the store.

sarah grins and looks around the store. "well, where do we start?"

pope points to the mountain of boxes “the ones with red tape need to be stocked on the shelves and the green taped ones need to be put into the storage room.”

you clap your hands together “well let’s get to it!”

jj sighs and picks up a few boxes, already dreading the next few hours of mindless work.

pope, on the other hand, seems to be in his element as he starts sorting through the boxes efficiently.

sarah rolls up her sleeves and grins. "alright, let's do this."

the six of you start dividing up the work, sorting through the boxes and stocking the shelves. It's monotonous but mindless work, and you all fall into a rhythm.

a few hours past and you all are a quarter of the way done. you walk around holding the green taped box looking for someone to help, so far you’ve been to everyone except jj.

you see him unloading a box “hey, can you help me put this box on the third shelf in the storage room? someone moved the stepping stool and i can’t reach”.

jj glances up from the box he's unloading and sees you standing there, a pleading look on your face. he sets the box down and wipes his hands on his jeans.

"yeah, sure." he says with a smirk, striding over to you. "show me where you want it, princess."

you walk to the back of the store, opening the storage room door with your foot. “there” you say nodding your head towards the tall shelf.

jj follows you into the storage room and looks up at the shelf you're pointing to. It's pretty high up, just out of your reach.

"mmm, you do realize how short you are, princess?" he teases, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms.

you groan “can you just help me with this box? it’s really heavy” you huff in annoyance.

jj chuckles at your exasperated expression and finally pushes himself off the wall. "fine, I'll do it, but only because you asked so nicely."

he takes the box from you and easily hoists it up onto the high shelf. he grins down at you, clearly enjoying the fact that you had to ask him for help.

you turn around to exit the storage room but the door is locked “you have to be fucking kidding me” you mutter to yourself. “jj did you lock the door?”

jj frowns as he tries the door handle and realizes it's locked. "what? no, i didn't. it must've jammed or something."

he glances around the small storage room and realizes you're both trapped until someone unlocks the door from the outside.

you take out your phone and try to call pope but you have no signal. you start pounding on the door but after a few minutes it seems like no one is listening so you stop.

jj watches your desperate attempts to get someone's attention but it's no use. the storage room is pretty soundproof, and the rest of the group is far enough away that they can't hear you pounding on the door.

he smirks and leans against the wall again, crossing his arms. "looks like we're stuck in here for a bit, princess. might as well get comfortable."

you glare at him “you’re just enjoying this right now.” you grumble.

jj grins, looking you up and down. "yeah, I kinda am. it’s not often I get to have you all to myself, trapped in a small room."

he takes a step closer to you, caging you against the wall with his body. he leans down so his face is close to yours, a sly smirk on his face. "what’s the matter, princess? afraid to be alone with me?"

your back hits the wall as he steps closer “n-no, i just want to finish this stupid job.”

jj notices the stutter in your voice and grins, clearly enjoying making you flustered.

"oh, is that all? you just want to finish the job?" he leans in even closer, his body pressing against yours pinning you to the wall.

"are you sure about that, princess?" he murmurs, his breath hot against your neck.

you moan softly “yes, that’s all” feeling his hands roaming freely.

jj grins at the sound of your soft moan, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on you. he leans in even closer "you’re a terrible liar, princess."

his hands slide down to your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulls you closer. he leans down to nibble at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin. "you know you want me, princess. just admit it."

you whimper bucking your hips into him “m’not lying” feeling your panties grow wetter with every touch.

he smirks rubbing his hand over your clothed pussy “your body betrays you princess” i gasp at the friction.

“nghh” i whimper “look at you, i haven’t even took your clothes off yet and you’re just falling apart” he whispers into your ear before leaving a hickey on your collarbone.

“tell me you don’t want this and i’ll stop right now” he says reaching into your shorts rubbing your clit painfully slow.

you open your mouth to respond but all that comes out of it are soft moans and whimpers, so you shake your head.

“you gotta use your words princess, do you want me to stop” he teases, fingers dancing around your clenching hole.

“n-no please do-” you moan as he buries his fingers into your sopping pussy, your breath hitches.

the storage room fills with your cries and moans “shh, shh you hear her talking back to me princess?”.

as you attempt to quiet your moans you hear various sloshing sounds and you feel yourself grow hotter.

he uses his thumb to rub slow circles on your clit “you’re a little slut huh, letting me finger your pussy inside your uncle’s storage room” he teases.

his fingers prodding around searching for something “what would happen if that door opens and we get caught, my fingers deep in your pussy like this” you mindlessly clench around his fingers at the thought of being caught.

“oh, you’re a nasty girl baby. you like the idea of that huh” his fingers curl upwards and your eyes roll back “found it”.

your head lolls back “f-fuck” his fingers continue rubbing the spongey spot “look at me”.

he lessens his pace “look at me” he orders, you look at him eyes glossed over indicating that your close.

as he speeds up, rubbing circles into your pulsing clit you feel yourself tethering closer and closer to the edge.

your mouth opens into an o shape at the filthy squelches that were filling up the room.

you squirm and whine at the feeling of him bullying his fingers inside your dripping pussy.

“jayj” you whimper “i know baby, i can feel you squeezing my fingers” he says so sweetly you’d never imagine the lewd words that leave his mouth next.

“you gonna cum all over my fingers, huh? make a mess for me baby, flood for me” he says biting, sucking at your neck and before you can warn him your cumming all over his fingers the white of your eyes the only thing visible.

you grip his arm for support as your legs become shaky “i- mmm” your orgasm soon passes and all you feel is the cold air hit your lower half as you panties and shorts drop to the ground.

before you can register the change he’s slurping up your release moaning and groaning.

he holds your hips as your wiggling around from how sensitive you are now “mmm, baby you gotta be still m’tryna eat my dessert” you gasp as he’s practically french kissing your pussy.

“so sensitive” you whimper your hands flying down to his hair tugging “i know baby but you can give me one more right?” he says pulling away looking up at you.

his mouth glistening with your wetness as its dripping down his chin, he gives your lower lips a kiss “can’t you?” he says before biting and sucking at your inner thighs.

your hands are pulling him closer and he takes that as his sign to continue his meal. and boy does he devour you, his grip around your thighs tighten as he submerges his face into your cunt his nose ever so slightly grazing against your swollen clit.

“oh my god” your moans grow louder as your orgasm gets closer, his hand reaches and he presses down on your lower stomach.

you look out a strangled cry out as a clear liquid shoots out of you, your body convulsing as jj looks at you in shock “that was hot, think you could do that one more time”.

and before you know it your laid out flat with your back on the cold floor, knees pressed up against your chest as his cock is pumping in and out of your quivering pussy.

he looks you in your eyes “i’m never letting you go, gonna fuck you so good that all your able to think about is me.” he says as he kisses your ankle.

“gonna ruin this pussy for anyone else, so when you leave all she’ll remember is me.” he grunts moving faster his tip kissing your cervix. you nod your head brain foggy from how good he’s fucking you.

“matter of fact, im gonna make it impossible for you to get back on that boat” he says playing with your pussy as he grind down onto you “you feel that princess” he grabs your hand “feel me right there?” and places it on your stomach.

you moan feeling the bulge as he thrusts back inside you. “you wanna be mine forever? never gonna let anyone else in this pussy? she’s mine right?” he growls his thrust getting sloppier.

you babble a response too far gone, he chuckles “fucked you silly, i can feel you squeezing me baby. are you close?”.

you whimper feeling your orgasm approaching “so close” you cry out. he smirks before reaching down and rubbing your clit.

“let go for me princess” your eyes cross, drooling running down the side of your mouth as you feel the familiar sensation.

“holy shit” jj groans before releasing inside the condom (an: don’t be silly, wrap ya willy).

there’s a knock on the door “y/n, jj are y’all in there?” kie yell from outside the door.

you both freeze. "yeah, we're in here!" he calls back, hoping his voice doesn't sound too breathless. "the door is jammed shut or something, we can't get out."

he pulls out of you with a groan as the both of you scramble to make yourselves presentable .

jj does his best to fix his wrinkled shirt and tousled hair, while you try to smooth out your own clothes and avoid looking too disheveled.

the two of you are both breathing heavily and your clothes are still rumpled from your moment of passion.

kie’s voice comes through the door again. "are you guys okay? why haven't you opened the door yet?"

“the door is jammed or locked, we don’t know…we can’t get out. we tried yelling and everything” you say.

kie mutters something on the other side of the door before calling out to you again. "hang on a sec, im gonna get pope."

footsteps thump away and jj lets out a sigh of relief, running a hand through his hair again.

he looks at you, his eyes still filled with a mix of desire and frustration. "that was close."

kie comes back with pope who unlocks the door “sorry i forgot to tell you that the door has a smart lock after being opened for so long”.

jj and you stumble out of the storage room, looking a bit worse for wear. kie and pope exchange looks, clearly sensing that something is off with the two of you.

john b looks at you both. "You okay? You two look a little ruffled."

you smile “yeah fine, it was just super hot and small in there. started panicking for a second”

john b raises an eyebrow, clearly not fully convinced by your explanation. but he doesn't press the issue, nodding his head.

sarah, on the other hand, is not so easily fooled. she looks between you and jj with a knowing grin, clearly suspecting what really went down in there.

as we walk with them to the front of the store we hear pope mutter “did y’all spill water or something in the storage room?”

jj laughs nervously and glances down at himself, noticing a conspicuous wet spot on his shorts. "yeah, must've spilled some water or something."

kie looks at him skeptically but doesn't say anything. meanwhile, sarah is biting her lip to hold back a laugh, clearly suppressing a smirk.

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[demiesworld]

sunday mornings - [husband!miguel x blackwife!reader]

synopsis: just a domesticated miguel's sunday routine with his gorgeous black wife.

contents: sfw, suggestive theme, brief sex part but it is not graphically written, just fluffy stuff

notes: some use of spanish is used in this. my spanish is not very good, so if there is any grammatical errors please let me know. i wrote this bc i saw a lot of miguel x black reader fics that have smut in them, and rarely did i see some domestic or fluff with miguel and a black reader. miguel is not spiderman in this, he does not have any mutated abilities or powers. miguel is in his early 30s and reader is in their late 20s.

The weekends are always an anticipated time for Miguel. During the weekdays he would be working diligently in the confines of a cold laboratory. He worked the typical 8 to 5 as a bioengineer, pulling in money to support him and his lovely wife. On Saturdays, Miguel would spend them freely doing whatever errands or activities he couldn't do over the weekday. However on Sundays, there was a routine that him and his wife set in stone for them.

It starts off with Miguel waking up to the aromatic sweet smell of pancakes and a California king-sized bed with an empty spot beside him. The curtains and blinds in their bedroom are closed, yet the tell-tell signs of sunlight is evident from the peeks of rays. His sleepy brown eyes look at the wall clock and reads the time as five past 8 in the morning. Which was normal for his wife to be cooking their breakfast at a time like this on Sunday.

The man lifts himself out of bed, and doesn't leave the bedroom till after he's fixed up the bedsheets and laid the pillows back into place in a neat order. As he crosses the threshold of the door he shuts off the ceiling fan with a flick of his fingers flipping the switch down. Miguel runs his thick long fingers through his dark brown bed head hair as he walked through the hallway. The walls were decorated with family pictures, their wedding ceremony, and paintings of abstract African art.

As he got closer to the kitchen, he could hear the faint sound of the R&B song "Weak" by SWV playing from the bluetooth speaker. Accompanied by that was the sizzling of bacon cooking on the stove and the smell of that lingering in the air. Miguel came upon the kitchen entryway and he stood there leaning against the frame just to observe you preparing breakfast.

You were standing at the flat ceramic-top stove, flipping pancakes on a pan while keeping a watchful eye on your bacon. Your husband eyes your attire: a cream satin robe that ended above your knees and a matching color bonnet on your head. Your face free of any makeup, and you were just in your natural state. You looked beautiful as the day he first met you.

Miguel leans off of the frame and makes his way over to you. While you were in the midst of cooking, you felt strong arms and a firm chest press against your back. Large hands wrapped around your stomach, intertwining their fingers in a way to prevent from you escaping. As if you would ever do that. His supple lips attached themselves to the junction of your neck and collarbone just as a content sigh emit from him. A gentle and heart-warming kiss is what left goosebumps on your brown skin. A genuine, happy smile followed.

"Hmm... buenos días mi corazón." He whispers to you, and rests his chin on your shoulder to watch you cook. "Qué tenemos para breakfast?"

You daintily flip over a pancake while responding to him, "You are having oatmeal with apples, cinnamon, and honey. I am going to have pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs."

Miguel pouts at the meal he was going to be eating, "Do I have to eat that mi corazón? It's so bland."

"Hey, the doctor said your cholesterol levels were high Miguel and that you need to cut back on sodium. You wanna have a heart attack or do you wanna live to see 60?"

He rolled his eyes, but he couldn't argue with your factual rebuttal. "Okay, I get it." His lips kiss your cheek before he lets you go and takes a seat at the dining table. Your gentle voice calls from the kitchen, "I love you Miguel."

"Te quiero tambien, Y/N."

Once you were finished cooking breakfast for you and your husband you set out the plates. First you placed your plate of scrambled eggs, two pancakes, and three strips of bacon onto the tablemat. Then you served Miguel with his bowl of oatmeal coupled with four boiled eggs and his orange juice. You let out an amused chuckle when you saw the pout on his lips upon seeing his meal. Your lips kiss his temple before you go over to sit at your designated seat.

"It's only for a month, papi, don't worry too much."

Together you both ate breakfast and discussed over plans for your Sunday. You told Miguel that after church services you were to be a teacher's substitute for the children so you wouldn't make it home until a little after 12. Miguel said he was fine with that since he would be helping out one of your elderly neighbors with mowing his lawn today due to the guy's back being hurt. You also mentioned to him that you needed to do chores around the house. He reminded you that you were to have Sunday dinner with his parents tonight at their place.

"As long as you're not going to be drunk with your dad then we can do that." You say to him.

"I won't drink with my father, cariño." He promises.

After breakfast was over the two of you started to get dressed for church. You did your makeup in your shared bathroom, going for a soft glam look. You took off your bonnet and fixed up the Senegalese twists you had in your head. You laid down your baby hairs, massaged oil onto your scalp and conditioned your hair. When you were finished doing that you went on to get dressed. Out from your private closet you pulled out a long sleeve mustard yellow maxi dress and slid on sandals. Then you accessorized with gold bracelet, gold heart necklace and gold diamond tear-drop earrings.

You came out of your bedroom and walked into the foyer where Miguel was standing there waiting for you. He was wearing the dark brown two piece suit you had picked out from him the night before. A mustard yellow tie and handkerchief stood out. Your husband cleaned up nice.

His eyes met yours when he heard you walking down the hall and smiled lovingly at you. "Dios mío... Te ves hermosa en ese vestido mami." He gently grabbed a hold of your hand and spun you around just to get a glimpse of your butt. "I don't think I wanna go to church today now."

You giggle and swat him in the chest playfully. "Damn Miguel, you horny dog, we're not skipping out on church again for that. Maybe when we get home this afternoon..." You trailed off letting him know that you were insinuating it could happen.

After Miguel gave you another twirl then a slap on the ass you two set off for church. There the two of you sat in the middle section of the chapel. Some folks came up to you greeting you both, and conversated about what the preacher was going to say today. You both got many compliments on your matching outfits. Which to you wasn't a surprise as you both wore matching outfits on Sunday mornings with similar colors. You remember from last year how the two of you wore red, white and green colors in celebration of Christmas during a service.

The service held felt long despite it lasting an hour and a few minutes over time. You and Miguel did your donations to the church. You both separately put in $50 into the hat that went around the congregation. You sang the songs that the choir was singing and praised every time the preacher talked about the Lord. By the time it was time to leave you looked at Miguel and told him to not pick you up since you had a ride back home after the class with the Sunday school children. You gave him a kiss good-bye then went on about your day teaching.

Miguel went home and changed out from his church clothes to a loose grey tank top, khaki cargo shorts and sneakers. He went over to the neighbor's home and let them know that he was going to mow their lawn for them before doing it. The old man neighbor was thankful for Miguel, even offered him money, but your husband politely refused. To him kind acts of service shouldn't be paid for with money but with kindness in return.

At around 12 you were just arriving home from church and Miguel had just finished up with mowing the neighbor's grass. He greeted you at the door kissing your lips tenderly and his hands caressing your hips. You inwardly laughed as you weren't even a minute into being home when your husband started kissing you and feeling you up in the foyer.

"Papi, I haven't been home for five minutes!" You squealed when he carried you up off the ground and pressed your back against the wall.

Your husband smirks on your lips and replies, "You're the one who said we could do it after church."

He was right you did say that to him this morning. You threaded your manicured fingers through his hair, a soft moan slipping past your glossed lips and into his own.

"Hmm, Miguel, if you really want it we gotta go to the room." You say breathlessly in between the passionate kisses he was giving you.

Miguel carries you into the bedroom and lays you on the bed gracefully. Once you two have rid each other of one another's clothes and jewelry pieces you both engage in steamy coitus. Hands caressing bodies, lips sucking on flesh, and sweat sticking to skin. A song of low grunts, shrill pleased moans, and heavy rushed pants resonated in the bedroom. The loud pounding of skin sounded like a drum in the background and creaking of the bed frame. It all escalated into an unsteady rhythm then came to an abrupt halt once you both met your ending.

The two of you laid in the rumpled bedsheets just holding each other in the aftermath. Basking in one another's glow. You tilt your head up to look at your husband and then kiss the underside of his sharp jawbone.

"We can't stay in bed too long, papi. I still got chores to do and we have dinner with your family tonight."

Miguel let out a tired sigh, "Just five more minutes cariño."

You move to get out of the bed, "Uh-uh, Miguel we gotta get moving, come on now." You pull yourself out of the bed and turn to your naked husband still laying on the bed. You wave your hand, "Come on, get the bed sheets changed and let's take a shower."

"I love you."

You pause when he says those words, but your face softens when you feel butterflies in your stomach. The words, "I love you too." fall out of your mouth when you respond. After saying that you walk out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, Miguel could hear your voice shouting, "You better be getting out of that bed and changing them sheets!"

Miguel shakes his head followed by a roll of his eyes. Though he does as he is told. He changes the messed up bedsheets, putting the old one into the laundry room and then replacing it with clean fresh ones. As soon as he was done he met with you in the shower and you both washed together.

Yes this was Miguel's Sunday routine. Going to church with his gorgeous wife, helping out with the chores, and attending Sunday family dinners with her family or his family once a week. It was the one day of the 7-day week that Miguel looked forward to. And he wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world.

notes: slowly trying to get out of my writer's block slump. current fixation is fucking miguel o'hara. god knew not to make that man real bc he will have everybody and their mama on his dick. anyways lmk what you think of this fluffy piece! (つ ͡ꈍ ͜ʖ̫ ͡ꈍ )

© 2023 demiesworld please do not repost on any other website without permission. do not plagiarize. any similarities in this fic is purely coincidental.

[calmcoldevening]

Hello! I was wondering if you could write something with Jason Voorhees and a college burnout reader? Thanks in advance (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠)

Sure! I hope it'll help you feel better. Don't forget to eat, drink enough water and sleep. You're the best, sugar. Don't forget that. Jason loves you ♡⁠

Jason Voorhees x reader, who has college burnout

• Jason noticed that you've been looking tired and sluggish for quite some time now, you weren't interested in much of what you used to do together. He knew you were in college and he was understanding about it, but now it seemed to be getting more and more absorbed in you.

• Now you'd come home from college and go straight to bed and sleep, or just stare at one point while lying on the bed. It bothered Jason. Normally, you'd leave your bags in the bedroom and come to the kitchen for dinner, which Jason just recently cooked for the two of you. Or you started telling him funny stories that happened to you at college today while you were sitting on the couch drinking tea.

• Right now, it didn't happen. Everything seemed gray and empty, as if the light bulb inside you had burned out and burst.

• Jason is very worried about you and will try to show it to you. He may not be able to tell you something nice, but he has already taught you many words and expressions in sign language, so you will be able to understand something simple, won't you? You are enough, my girl / boy. You do enough. You are so strong. I am so proud of you. You are the best, love.

• He will try to do something nice for you and cheer you up. Of course, he is not a great cook, but he can cook something simple and at the same time very tasty. Apple pancakes with honey. Soft warm cookies. Cinnamon rolls. He will try to fill your stomach with warm and delicious food to make you feel better.

• Jason will bring you a little squirrel, a bunny, or any other fluffy animal he finds in the forest. Look how cute and fluffy it is. Stroke it. Look how cute its nose twitches. Isn't it lovely?

• If, after a hard day, you are not in the mood for activity, he will simply light the fireplace, take you to the already laid out couch, cover you with a blanket and snuggle up to you from behind, stroking your hair. The warmth of his body and the warmth of the fireplace give a pleasant feeling of calm and comfort. Jason will be a big spoon and make you relax.

• Cry if you want to. Jason will hold you close and stroke your hair while you pour out all the accumulated emotions. He's a great listener. Tell him everything you've been worried about for a long time, Jason will certainly comfort you.

• You're doing so well, he's so proud of you. You're so smart and diligent, the best.

• Give yourself time to rest and recharge. If you continue to go to college in this state, Jason will pack you a lunchbox full of snacks, in which he will certainly leave cute motivational notes with his sloppy handwriting. "Miss my little smarty :)", "Good luck! ♡", "I love you so much. You're the best! ;)"

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

If The Bad Batch Drank Tea

I'm an avid tea drinker, borderline tea-snob. I can't have coffee because doctors' orders so tea is all that I drink besides water. I thought it would be fun to pair up the Batch with what could be one of their favorite tea blends!

All the tea blends I mention below come from Adagio Teas. They're my number one source for loose leaf tea! I have added links to the blends if you want to look at them yourself.

This is not sponsored, I just love to share tea with others.

Let's get started!

HUNTER

Blend: Bonfire

Ingredients: Honeybush Tea, Apple Pieces, Lapsang Souchong Tea, Aniseed, Cocoa Nibs, Cinnamon, Rose Hips, Cloves, Orange, Red Peppercorn, Safflower, Natural Cinnamon Flavor, Natural Hazelnut Flavor & Natural Orange Flavor

Blend Notes: Honeybush hazelnut and cocoa nibs relax and ground you, while a spice blend of aniseed, cinnamon, clove, and orange peel offer cozy comfort and zest. Apples and rose hips add soft sweetness while a touch of Lapsang Souchong black tea and red peppercorn offer hints of smoke and the flickering spark of heat.

Headcannon: This is the tea Hunter drinks when he needs to get away from it all. The bold flavored brew fills all his senses and helps the rest of the world fade away into the background. It grounds him when everything around him is spinning. He'll brew a mug when the world becomes overwhelming or when his family is acting crazy.

WRECKER

Blend: Honeybush Blueberry Pancake

Ingredients: Honeybush Tea, Rose Hips, Apple Pieces, Maple Flavor, Natural Blueberry Flavor, Blueberries, Blue Cornflowers & Vanilla Creme Flavor

Blend Notes: Juicy blueberries and the yummy taste of maple syrup blended with our naturally sweet Honeybush tea make for a delicious anytime breakfast treat.

Headcannon: It's no secret that Wrecker loves food, but a tea that tastes like blueberry pancakes? Yes, please! Breakfast in a mug is a great way to start the day. Wrecker loves to drink this brew when rations aren't cutting it or to satisfy his sweet tooth. He'll also eat the blueberries when finished. It's self-indulgent, but he doesn't care.

TECH

Blend: Jasmine Phoenix Pearls

Ingredients: Green Tea, Jasmine

Blend Notes: Jasmine Phoenix Pearls majestically unfurl, releasing their delicate scent and flavor. Also known as 'Jasmine Dragon Pearls', their liquor is sweet and almost sugary. Very soft, airy mouthfeel

Head Cannon: Ever the sophisticated gentleman, Tech enjoys a simple brew when it comes to tea. This jasmine green tea is light and fragrant, but not overpowering. It's the perfect blend to increase concentration and invigorate the mind when tinkering away. He also enjoys the many health benefits and watching the leaves unfurl in his mug.

CROSSHAIR

Blend: Chocolate Chai

Ingredients: Black Tea, Cinnamon, Ginger, Cocoa Nibs, Natural Chocolate Flavor & Natural Cinnamon Flavor

Blend Notes: Chocolate flavored Ceylon black tea is blended with cinnamon, ginger, and cocoa nibs. Soothing spicy cocoa notes, zesty, warming quality and soft liquid chocolate texture.

Head Cannon: Crosshair loves this blend because on the outside, it looks and smells like a normal masala chai, but on the inside, it holds and indulgent secret: chocolate. Crosshair loves chocolate, but he doesn't want anyone to know, so he drinks this unassuming brew to throw everyone off the scent.

ECHO

Blend: Earl Grey Bella Luna

Ingredients: Black Tea, Coconut, Blue Cornflowers, Natural Coconut Flavor, Natural Bergamot Flavor & Natural Creme Flavor

Blend Notes: Robust Earl Grey shines with familiar bergamot notes, highlighted by a soft glow of coconut and cream. Rich, bright, and well-rounded.

Head Cannon: Echo loves to drink this tea on rainy days. It's his perfect, calming, go to brew when life is dreary and all he wants is to be wrapped up in a soft, warm blanket. Echo will also sip on this brew when he thinks of Fives. He'll sit with his mug under the bright moonlight and remember his brother fondly.

OMEGA

Blend: Berry Blast

Ingredients: Hibiscus, Rose Hips, Cranberries, Natural Forest Berries Flavor & Blueberries

Blend Notes: A delicious blend of natural fruits and spices. The flavor is all-natural, emanating from black currants, cranberries, raspberries, elderberries, bilberries, hibiscus flowers, and rosehip peels. The cup has a bold and slightly tart flavor, with a juicy clean finish.

Head Cannon: The perfect blend for a rambunctious child! This berri-licious brew is Oemga's favorite thing to drink while out on a mission, and it tastes just like juice! When it's hot out, she'll drink it over ice, and it becomes very refreshing. Hunter won't let her have any caffeine and limits her sweets, but she adds sugar to it when he's not looking.

BONUS: REX

Blend: 40 Winks

Ingredients: Valerian Root, Honeybush Tea, Chamomile Flowers, Spearmint Leaves, Lavender, Lemon Balm, Passion Flowers, Cherries & Blue Cornflowers

Blend Notes: Using a blend of herbs known to promote healthy sleep, we've combined valerian root, which is commonly used as a sleep aid, with the familiar flavors of soothing chamomile, spearmint, and lavender.

Head Cannon: Rex doesn't drink much tea, but when he does it's to help him go to sleep. Exhausted from dealing with the 501st shenanigans all day, Rex will winddown with this brew to ensure he gets some well-earned rest. Although it doesn't taste very good, the valerian root knocks him right out and nothing can wake him until he's good and rested.

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So for once, nothing angsty, but something more fluffy! ANd its based on food!

So I think, if I remember right anyway, canon Alastor does not like fast food or like food similar to it, and that kind of implies to Radio Guard Alastor too. To a degree tho. He very much would rather cook than have take-out, but also he is not complaining if you wanna give him the egg and spring rolls from the Chinese takeout. It is mainly when he super tired though or had an exhausting day and just has no energy to cook for the gang, since I imagine he may have took over the cooking duties of the hotel.

And now for everyone's favorite types of foods and or flavors of stuff! Alastor-Def prefers more homecooked meals, doesn't matter what, if its homecooked, he will probably enjoy. Does however lean more towards spicy stuff. Man loves spicy dishes, be it a painful spice or a comforting one. Def knows all types of Louisiana cooking and is so happy to share them to others.

Charlie-More on the sweeter side of things. Probably has a love of homecooked food too, mainly like breakfast foods I imagine. But probably also likes fruity stuff too (haha get it because she's the daughter of the Morningstar aka the Devil, the one responsible for Adam and Eve eating the Forbidden Fruit //bonked). Probably loves more baked good spices too? So like cinnamon apple stuff would be her favs

Vaggie-Spice and bitter girlie I imagine personally. She will take her coffee black with a spot of cream or milk while chomping on ghost pepper dusted chips like it was nothing. Can also, for some reason, see Vaggie was a soup girlie. Idk, she gives soup girl vibes. Probably loves spicy veggie soups that just warm you up. Ignoring the fact they are in hell and hell is probably already super hot.

Angel Dust-Def ate like junkie munchie foods. Like cheap, really gross and greasy food. Didn't like it, but it hit the spot. If not that, then super healthier, lean foods, since lets be honest, Valentino would his workers on extreme health diets so they would stay "pretty", so the whiplash of foods probs wrecked Angel's stomach. Now, while trying to go sober and in a safer and healthier environment, Angel def enjoys trying to cook Italian food he remembers his pa or ma making. Would like baking more me thinks

Husk-Bar food. Husk is like Angel, he is eating junkie bar food to use the grease to curve his later hangover. Maybe not as much anymore, but its still there. Alastor does get on him, now more so in a place of concern for Husk's well being. Honestly probs better just making drinks but I can see Husk knowing how to work the kitchen too. Def the type to go to if you have the late night munchies since he knows how to make the most killer late night meals

Nifty-Sugar. Just. Pure. Sugar. She is the type to dump marshmallow fluff on a pizza its that insane. She knows how to cook, sure! And she can cook well with others, yes! Alone in the kitchen? Haha no. Your food is gonna somehow end up in lime jello and taste like you liked the bottom of Willy Wonka's boot. Just dont.

Sir Pentious-Probably doesnt really mind anything. As a snack he def has a more meat based diet which took some time to get used too. Probably likes more mild to bitter foods than anything else. Like the Brit he is, he is def drinking tea with everything. Probs also likes egg based dishes since some snakes do eat eggs. Probably mainly bird eggs, like quill or chicken. So egg bois are safe!

Lucifer-Dont think Luci has a pref. For a good long while it was just whatever he could find in the kitchen after staying locked up in his workshop for days on end. So bowls of dry cereal or pb&js to name a few. It took being forced out of his workshop by Alastor (and seeking therapy by Alastor and Charlie's request yeas later) that Lucifer started to eat more. Like his daughter he loves fruity sweets, and as a given likes pancakes. Probs makes killer cinnamon apple pancakes.

Vox-Probs cheating to say Alastor's cooking, but it is Alastor's cooking. Def has more of a spice tolerance than other Voxs hfdsjkf. Outside of that, probably any more homey foods. Or cheaper stuff like ramen since he never wanted to leave his room at V Towers. Def survived on energy drinks that tasted horribly sweet but kept him going at the tower too. You can imagine his utter joy when at the hotel when he just got to eat proper cooked food again, especially Alastor's

-⚔️ anon

Cinnamon apple for Charlie makes so much sense, she'd probably have begged to get that one cereal that claimed to be cinnamon apple but was kinda mid

All of this feels so incredibly canon and accurate, your MIND

[spllcat]

the signs as fall aesthetics 🍂

CAPRICORN.  black coffee,  naps in the middle of the day,  the sound of wind chimes,  harvest festivals,  smoke after blowing out a candle,  skeletons,  the first day of school,  the smell of nutmeg & sugar.

AQUARIUS.  blue skies,  crisp fall air,  cotton candy at the fair,  scarecrows,  crunching leaves beneath boots,  pumpkin spice,  the smell of fresh coffee.

PISCES.  maple syrup,  the warm sun on a cool day,  baking sugar cookies,   oversized sweaters,  a warm scarf,  making s’mores over a fire.

ARIES.  cinnamon,  hot toddy’s,  cold morning dew on grass,  caramel apples,  hot chocolate,  hazelnut candles,  bats,  halloween costumes,  farmers markets.

TAURUS.  hot herbal tea,  a breeze of wind picking up leaves,  wool blankets,  hayrides,  a fire that’s almost burnt out,  fresh apple pie,  boot socks,  early morning fog.

GEMINI.  children laughing while trick-or-treating,  oversized lollipops,  fair rides,  caramel covered popcorn,  apple cider,  a full moon,  fairy lights,  candy corn.

CANCER.  glittery pumpkin decorations,  patterned tights,  pumpkin spice lattes,  thanksgiving food,  friday night football games,  long-sleeve dresses,  gold necklaces,  vanilla scented perfume,  hot cinnamon candy.

LEO.  the crackle of a burning log,  jumping into a pile of leaves,  combat boots,  pumpkin spice candles,  the sound of thunder behind fog,  dusk,  the feeling of a warm drink in cold hands.

VIRGO.  the first day of fall,  carving pumpkins,  the smell of old books,  oversized flannel,  black cats,  the smell of mens cologne,  corn mazes,  halloween masks,  apple bobbing,  distant laughing at the state fair.

LIBRA.  lavender incense,  opening the windows on a cool windy day,  messy hair,  fuzzy socks,  bright colored cardigans,  oatmeal cookies,  diy halloween costumes,  misty evenings,  roasting marshmallows.

SCORPIO.  haunted houses,  bats flying in groups,  vintage horror movies,  vampires,  dark lipstick,  witches,  halloween night,  heated blankets,  watching the craft while eating halloween candy,  the smell of fresh pumpkin pie.

SAGITTARIUS.  extra caramel in coffee,  lit up jack-o-lanterns on porches,  the smell of a campfire,  red cheeks and noses,  wearing wool hats,  board games,  fresh pancakes in the morning,  coraline,  watching scary movies with friends.

[awesomeforever]

These cozy breakfasts are the equivalent of your favorite fuzzy sweater. When the days get shorter in the fall, we love waking up to a supremely cozy breakfast to help start the day. And if you need motivation, our recipes pumpkin cinnamon rolls, apple spice pancakes, and hearty breakfast casseroles will have you jumping out of bed, without a doubt. Bonus: all of these go pretty darn well with a pumpkin spice latte. Like clockwork, each fall we go properly pumpkin-crazy. We love adding it to pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin waffles, and pumpkin bread, of course. But don't stop at just the classics! Mix up a batch of our air fryer pumpkin biscuits, pumpkin French toast, and baked pumpkin oatmeal. After you make a batch of our slow cooker pumpkin butter, you'll be adding it to your toast, pancakes, and waffles all season long. Apples are also one of our favorite reasons for the season. If your apple picking haul left you with too many apples, we've got plenty of apple recipes for you. Our baked apple oatmeal and apple cinnamon muffins are always crowd-pleasers. We also love serving fried apples as a topping for a fluffy dutch baby. Want to shake up your apple-and-pumpkin routine? Try all of our new fall favorites, like rabanadas, cheese danishes, and overnight French toast casserole. More of a savory breakfast person? We hear you. We're never mad to wake up to our brunch lasagna, Cracker Barrel hash brown casserole, or sheet-pan sweet potato hash. These also make for an amazing brunch bread. Cheesy croissant casserole and mimosas? Count us in. Warm, soft, and gooey cinnamon rolls topped with a maple cream cheese frosting. No, you aren't dreaming. These pumpkin cinnamon rolls are just what you need on a cozy fall morning alongside a cup of coffee. Get the Pumpkin Cinnamon Rolls recipe. If you’ve got a surprise crowd to feed for breakfast (movie night turned slumber party, unexpected overnight guests, rained out outdoor brunch plans…), this recipe is for you. It’s extremely customizable, comes together in just about an hour, and makes for a great on-the-go option too. Get the Crescent Breakfast Squares recipe. Mornings are not complete until a stack of pancakes has been placed down in front of us. These sweet potato pancakes are an amazing twist on the original that's perfect for a fall morning. Roast sweet potatoes to make your own puree or use canned; either way, you'll still have a fluffy, homemade pancake better than a boxed mix. Get the Sweet Potato Pancakes recipe. Each bite of this baked oatmeal is studded with chunks of tart Granny Smith apples and toasted walnuts. There's just enough cinnamon and nutmeg to infuse the dish with a cozy autumn aroma without overpowering the other flavors. Yum! Get the Baked Apple Oatmeal recipe. A combo of pumpkin and buttermilk keeps these air fryer biscuits extremely tender. For the ultimate grab-n-go breakfast, split 'em, spread with butter, and drizzle with honey. Wrap them in foil and toss in your purse or backpack—they’re perfect for dunking in that PSL (pumpkin spice latte) en route to work. Get the Air Fryer Pumpkin Biscuits recipe. These layers of cheesy, potato-y, bacon-y goodness will show your layers of love to your family or guests. Get the Brunch Lasagna recipe. These are soft, incredibly moist, and just sweet enough. We love them with Granny Smith apples to provide a little tartness, but any good baking apple will do! The streusel topping makes them feel like you are eating an apple crumble for breakfast, and we couldn't be happier about it. Get the Apple Cinnamon Muffins recipe. Rabanadas is the Portuguese, cinnamon-sugar covered version of French toast. The bread is first dipped in a sweetened warmed milk and then in egg to help create a more custardy texture inside. Get the Rabanadas recipe. Nothing pleases a brunch crowd like an impressively puffy Dutch Baby. Our recipe is a blank canvas for both sweet and savory toppings. Lemon and powdered sugar are classic, but we also love lox,

cream cheese, and red onions. Get the Dutch Baby recipe. Very few things can compare to a fresh, homemade danish. These have warm, buttery, flaky layers and a just-sweet-enough cream cheese filling. To help make the process a little more straightforward, we borrow from our croissant recipe, which relies on a “rough” puff pastry. If you need something that’s quicker, try our giant fruit danish! Get the Cheese Danish recipe. We fell hard for the pumpkin spice latte from Starbucks, we won't deny it and you probably did too. If you can't wait for Starbucks to release their signature fall drink (or pay those prices), there is good news: Making your own at home is dangerously easy and faster than waiting in the drive-thru! Get the Pumpkin Spice Latte recipe. What's one easy way to get everyone together for breakfast? These pumpkin pie baked oats! It serves a crowd and it's simple enough to whip up on a weekday morning. The warm scent of pumpkin pie spice will draw your family in, and the crunchy, sweet pepita topping will keep them coming back for more. 🙌 Get the Family-Style Pumpkin Pie Baked Oats recipe. We've got three words for you that are going to change your breakfast and brunch game forever: Overnight. French. Toast. It's comically delicious, thanks to a long overnight soak in a heavy cream-infused custard, which transforms the sliced challah into a pudding-y delight. Get the Overnight French Toast Casserole recipe. Hash browns are a true blue American breakfast staple. But when your brunch visitors come over, do you really see yourself frying up those spuds for everyone at the table? Enter this casserole: This bacon-y, cheesy bake is a cornerstone of the Cracker Barrel breakfast menu, and it's foolproof (and super easy) if you’re making it at home. Get the Copycat Cracker Barrel Hashbrown Casserole recipe. Sure, pumpkin spice latte is very likely the iconic fall coffee drink. But we think this apple cider latte may just give the PSL a run for its money. Though to some it may seem a bit strange to mix cider and coffee, the tart sweetness of the apple really helps to bring out the subtle fruity notes of the espresso, especially if you've brewed a shot with some high-quality espresso. Get the Apple Cider Latte recipe. The contrast here between the crispy, flaky edges of the croissant and the soft, cheesy middle is very special. If you're able to, assemble everything the night before and bake it off the next morning. Get the Cheesy Croissant Casserole recipe. We love this classic, no-frills pumpkin bread (especially warmed up and slathered with cream cheese—seriously, TRY IT). Other times, we're craving chocolate pumpkin bread...or pecans! And we're sure you are too. Feel free to fold in 1 cup of extra stuff, like chocolate chips, nuts, dried cranberries, or pepitas, once the batter is made. Get the Pumpkin Bread recipe. If you haven’t become an egg-in-a-hole enthusiast yet, this is the mashup to make it happen. A crisp, golden cheesy waffle makes the ideal base for a perfectly runny fried egg. And, bonus: Kids can help cut the circles out of the waffles. Just remember to place the waffle cutout off to the side in the skillet to keep it warm while your egg cooks through. Get the Savory Parm Waffle Egg In A Hole recipe. These easy pumpkin waffles are so wonderfully delicious and perfectly spiced. Though they’re extra crispy on the outside, the inside stays extra tender from the pumpkin puree and buttermilk. Get the Pumpkin Waffles recipe. Listen, we love a big breakfast featuring all the usual suspects—fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy hash browns, a plate of breakfast sausage, and a pile of sautéed spinach for good measure. Enter this casserole, which delivers all those classic breakfast foods in ONE single dish (means a lot less work and dishes!). Get the Egg & Hash Brown Casserole recipe. Pumpkin pancakes are easily our most frequented breakfast in the fall and winter. These are so tall and fluffy with all of the fall spices we love. These

are best served with a pumpkin spice latte and lots of butter and toasted pecans. Get the Pumpkin Spice Pancakes recipe. This easy bacon and sweet potato hash can upgrade any breakfast and comes together in one. single. pan. Yes, even the bacon! Make this for any occasion; casual weeknight dinner, Thanksgiving side, potluck... you get the idea. Get the Sheet Pan Sweet Potato Hash recipe. There's nothing like a fresh stack of pancakes on a weekend morning, and these may just be our new favorite. Topped with a sticky, cinnamon-scented apple compote, we don't even need maple syrup. Looking for something on the lighter side? Try our apple pancake dippers; they're *mostly* fruit! Get the Apple Spiced Pancakes recipe. We might have dubbed these guys healthy, but they sure don't taste like it! We love them fresh from the oven, or days later toasted in a skillet with butter. For the full fall experience, serve alongside our best-ever pumpkin spice latte. 😉 Get the Healthy Pumpkin Muffins recipe. Crisp autumn mornings and pumpkin French toast go hand in hand. We took thick layers of brioche and soaked them in a mixture of egg, milk, pumpkin puree, and vanilla and then topped it with a creamy pumpkin butter for the most fall brunch EVER. Get the Pumpkin French Toast recipe. Our pantry just feels so empty without a stash of pumpkin butter. Make it once and you'll be putting it on your toast, waffles, and pancakes all fall long. Get the Slow Cooker Pumpkin Butter recipe. source

[menuandprice]

Biscuitville Menu & Prices – Authentic Southern Breakfast

  If freshly-made biscuits occupy a prominent spot on your list of must-eat foods while in North Carolina or Virginia, you may want to check out the Biscuitville Fresh Southern.  The Farm-to-Drive-Thru restaurant is among the foremost breakfast food joints in the southern region and specializes in Southern cuisines. Biscuitville makes all biscuits from scratch every 15 minutes. Walk into any of the joints, and you’re sure to get a hot, fresh biscuit as long as you visit between 5:30 am and 2:00 pm.  When Maurice Jennings set out to start Biscuitville back in 1966, the goal was to be the go-to local fast-food restaurant in North Carolina. How did the local joint plan to do this? By providing a completely different, yet authentic southern dining experience for each guest! Over five decades later, Maurice’s dream has expanded beyond North Carolina to Virginia. With more than 60 locations in the United States, it is safe to say that Biscuitville is doing a great job of being the most admired and preferred fast-food spot in these two states. The Biscuitville menu consists of mouthwatering biscuit-based offerings, including spicy chicken & honey biscuits, fresh and hot homestyle gravy, and tasty apple pie made with real apples, among many others. And if you’re particularly hungry or hosting a party, go for the ultimate breakfast platters. You’ll love them! Plus, you don’t have to worry too much about eating healthily at Biscuitville. The joint has been serving up its classic Southern breakfast made with locally sourced ingredients from family-owned partners and local farms. Check out the rest of the Biscuitville menu and prices right here! Food Price Biscuits Bacon $2.57 BLT $1.92 Bologna $1.80 Butter Biscuit $0.96 Country Fried Steak $2.01 Country Fried Steak ‘n’ Gravy $2.70 Country Ham $2.84 Egg & Cheese Biscuit $1.92 Egg Biscuit $1.38 Fried Chicken Biscuit 100% natural and locally sourced fried chicken breast served on a hot, fresh biscuit. $3.05 Fried Chicken ‘n’ Gravy $3.60 Fried Pork Chop $2.78 Fried Pork Chop ‘n’ Gravy $3.48 Gravy Biscuit $1.56 Grilled Chicken Filet $2.97 Sausage $2.46 Sausage ‘n’ Gravy $2.08 Smoked Sausage $2.00 Spicy Chicken & Honey Biscuit $3.07 Turkey Sausage Biscuit $1.77 Sides & Sweets Grits Slow-cooked grits with melted butter topping $1.19 Hash Brown  Crispy hashbrown patty $1.19 Homestyle Gravy  Fresh and hot homestyle gravy $1.19 Country Fries Seasoned, thick, wedge-cut country fries  $1.59 Oatmeal Slow-cooked whole grain oats prepared traditionally $1.79 Cheese Grit Slow-cooked grits topped with shredded and melted cheddar cheese $1.79 Blueberry Muffin Freshly baked moist and fluffy blueberry muffin topped with sugar sprinkles $1.99 Apple Hand Pie Tasty apple hand pie made with real apple bits and served warm $1.50 Cinnamon Swirl Fresh-baked cinnamon swirl drizzled with sweet icing and served warm $1.39 Cranberry Orange Muffin $1.60 Apple Turnover $1.23 Honey Bun $1.54 Cinnamon Bites $1.39 Buttermilk Pancakes 3 Stack $2.69 5 Stack $2.99 Buttermilk Pancake Platters (3 Pancakes, 2 Eggs, and your choice of Meat) Sausage  $4.99 Bacon $5.19 Country Ham  $5.69 Turkey Sausage $4.99 Breakfast Platters  (Biscuit, Meat, 2 Eggs, and your choice of Hashbrown, Grits, or Gravy) Sausage $4.69 Bacon $4.69 Country Ham  $5.39 Ultimate Breakfast Platters  (Biscuit, Double Meat, 4 Eggs, and your choice of Hashbrown, Grits, or Gravy) Ultimate Sausage  Fried egg, griddle-cooked local sausage patties, and melted American cheese served on a fresh, hot biscuit. $6.79 Ultimate Bacon  Locally sourced fried egg, griddle-cooked bacon, and melted American cheese served on a fresh, hot biscuit $6.79 Ultimate Country Ham   Locally cured and griddle-cooked country ham, fried egg, and melted American cheese served on a fresh, hot biscuit $7.59 Fresh Southern Lunch (Lunch Hours: 11:00 am – 2:00 pm Daily) Cackalacky Chop $5.39 Grilled Chicken Bacon Ranch $5.79 Homestyle Chicken Breast Tenders (4 Pc.) $5.29 Cackalacky Chop – Combo $7.89 Grilled Chicken Bacon Ranch – Combo $8.29 Homestyle Chicken Breast Tenders – Combo (4 Pc.) $7.79 Party Biscuit Boxes Order arrives the next day Plain 3 Dozen $7.99 HALF BOX 1 DOZEN Sausage $9.99 Country Ham $11.99 Bacon $11.99 Turkey Sausage $11.99 Fried Chicken $13.99 Spicy Chicken $13.99 FULL BOX 2 DOZEN Sausage $19.98 Country Ham $23.98 Bacon $23.98 Turkey Sausage $23.98 Fried Chicken $27.98 Spicy Chicken $27.98 Scratch-Made Biscuits Bacon, Egg & Cheese Biscuits Plain biscuit, American Cheese, bacon, and fried egg  $3.19 Country Ham Biscuit Locally cured and griddle-cooked country ham served on a fresh, hot biscuit $2.79 Sausage & Egg Biscuit Melted American cheese, local fried egg, and griddle-cooked local sausage patty all served on a fresh and hot biscuit $2.69 Fried Chicken Biscuit Plain biscuit and fried chicken $3.29 Spicy Chicken & Honey Biscuit 100% natural and locally sourced spicy fried chicken topped with honey from Golding Farms and served on a fresh and hot biscuit $3.59 Fried Pork Chop Biscuit Fried pork chop served on a fresh, hot biscuit $3.29 Fried Steak Biscuit Fried steak served on a fresh, hot biscuit $2.69 Homestyle Gravy Biscuit Delicious-tasting breakfast gravy served over a fresh, hot biscuit $1.99 Turkey Sausage, Egg & Cheese Griddle-cooked turkey sausage served on a fresh, hot biscuit $3.49 English Muffin Sandwiches Grilled Chicken Club 100% natural and locally sourced chicken breast with bacon strips, lettuce and tomato, and melted American cheese, all served on a toasted English muffin $4.99 Bacon, Egg & Cheese – Combo A low-calorie sandwich made with locally sourced fried egg, strips of griddle-cooked bacon, and melted American cheese served on a toasted English muffin $5.49 Turkey Sausage, Egg & Cheese – Combo A low-calorie sandwich made with locally sourced fried egg, griddle-cooked turkey sausage, and melted American cheese served on a toasted English muffin $5.79 Spicy Chicken & Honey – Combo $5.99 Country Ham – Combo $4.99 Sausage & Egg – Combo $4.99 Fried Chicken – Combo $5.59 Fried Pork Chop – Combo $5.59 Fried Steak – Combo $4.99 Homestyle Gravy – Combo $4.29 Grilled Chicken Club – Combo $7.29 Beverages Orange Juice Delicious-tasting orange juice made from Florida’s Natural Grower’s Pride oranges $1.47 Iced Tea Southern classic freshly brewed sweet tea (an unsweetened option also available) $1.45 Coffee Great-tasting coffee from family-owned Community Coffee $1.25 Milk 2% reduced-fat milk $1.31 Chocolate Milk Fat-free milk chocolate $1.30 Soft Drink $1.39 Milk-Chocolate  $1.19 The post Biscuitville Menu & Prices – Authentic Southern Breakfast appeared first on 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[laniidae-passerine]

okay I’m moving long post here because I do not want all our followers and mutuals to murder us for clogging up the dash @bi-demon-ium @sqenthusiast but I still have thoughts of the thoughts™️ kind so let’s go

okay but when you mentioned Curtain going slightly apeshit back on the island it really made me wonder what his plan would be??? where does he think S.Q has gone like is there a boat he has that he can note the absence of or does he just sit in his office coming up with insane schemes to how S.Q escaped? Who would he send after S.Q like. Oh my god how funny and terrible would it be if he’s like ‘you know who to send after my child? smaller, younger children” and then the gang probably plus Martina are roped into finding S.Q. Sticky and Martina are seen as actual competent members of the team and then the rest are the expendables because I can’t really imagine Curtain being upset if they lost Reynie in the woods as 1) he hates Reynie 2) stops him having to get Reynie out the way personally 3) Reynie is an orphan and nobody is gonna call the school about him (ha you’re WRONG!)

so then the children are just stuck on a zany adventure that would be SO EASY if not for Martina being like “I will destroy whoever kidnapped S.Q” because it’s better to say your son was kidnapped than to say “yeah he left because I’m an emotionally abusive father, now catch him in a cage like a rat you children!”. The team just have to deal with finding S.Q, figuring out where he went and then when they figure where he went, they have the extra tasks of somehow getting S.Q to agree to leave pillow fort city ruled by Queen Rhonda in exchange for hell world ruled by Dad and making sure Martina doesn’t find the cabin and try attack Benedict whom she could probably definitely beat up.

Plus we have the option of fast tracked Martina ‘redemption’ (I mean she doesn’t really need redeeming as such but improvement sounds. Ew) because I can imagine her finding the cabin and getting ready to just attack everyone only for Kate to intervene. And then we have the fun plot of “Wetherall, you’re a traitor?”, Martina trying to get back to the island and failing because everyone keeps sabotaging her and then actually agreeing to hear them out which turns her against the Institute and Curtain.

Obviously it’s been a week and now instead of one son down, Curtain is now one son and 5 children down (and he ‘likes’ two of them) so he’s panicking even worse!!! just the drama of him being like. I wonder what evil scheme my brother (because it’s always my brother) is using to lure these children away? I’m sure it’s complicated and technical psychological warfare! and then it just cuts to everybody helping Martina put a tetherball court up next to the side of cottage and her trying to teach them all to play.

(side note: how funny would it be if Milligan got his memories back not from a serious and dramatic event like in the books but from Martina backhanding a tetherball into his face? just the force of the impact throwing him backwards and when he wakes up to Kate concernedly examining the bruise on his head he’s like ‘Katie-Cat! I missed you!!!’ freaking everybody out. Love the image of Martina just wanting to play her favourite sport and then bringing back the memories of her crush’s dad she didn’t know was even her dad instead. However it would probably result in Kate bear-hugging Martina and telling her thank you so much! so net win for a likely blushing Martina.)

Anyway does Curtain just keep sending children or does he try find everyone himself??? we’re making the assumption he hasn’t done something terrible to S.Q like microchip his son like a dog rn but. Instead of a big blow up fight in the Institute it’s Curtain ruining pancake morning to start yelling at his brother while everyone is just trying to enjoy their meal. I can’t even conceive of how that would end - frankly funniest if Milligan just clocks how weak Curtain is compared to him, picks him up and just tosses him into the lake. Problem solved, we fixed it everybody!

[mountain-of-the-suns]

Honeybee

Josh Kiszka x Reader

* Cute/Fluff *

Your eyes flutter open to the sound of pans clinking and rummaging from the kitchen. You go to let out a yawn and stretch when you immediately feel the coldness of the bed as you notice the warm body that was beside you is no longer there. You turn to grab your phone from your nightstand to check the time to see that it was only 6 am. You groaned as you rolled over to Josh’s side of the bed, inhaling the scent of him left on his pillow. You burry yourself in the warm covers, Josh’s scent allowing you to fall back asleep.

You woke up again, but this time to the smell of coffee and something sweet. You sat up and tried to let your eyes adjust to the now lit up room. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and ran your fingers through your hair, trying to fix it from tossing around all night.

“Well good morning beautiful.” You heard from the other side of the room. You looked over to see Josh leaning against the door frame smiling at you. You shot him a genuine smile back, taking in his beauty. He was wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a white T-shirt, his curls all wild and messed up. Probably from sleep and whatever he was doing in the kitchen earlier. He leaned off of the doorframe and began to walk towards you. You scooted yourself to where your back was against the bed frame. He walked over to his side of the bed where you were sitting, leaning down to give you a kiss your forehead. Your eyes fluttered closed as you leaned into it.

“Happy Birthday, Honeybee.” He said as he sat on the edge of the bed beside you. You’re eyes shot open, you looked at him wide eyed. You forgot it was your fucking birthday. He gave you a concerned look and said “ What? What’s wrong?” You covered your face with your hands and laughed to yourself. You were in disbelief with yourself as you shook your head. You uncovered your face to look at Josh, cheeks pink from embarrassment. “ I forgot it was my birthday.” You said with a humorless laugh. He raised his eyebrows at you and just chuckled at you, he shook his head as he stood up. “ What am I gonna do with you, Bee?” He laughed as he walked out the door. You leaned your head back against the headboard and groaned. The one day a year that’s supposed to be about you and you forgot? You thought to yourself.

“ Well I certainly didn’t forget!” You heard Josh say as he reentered the room. You looked up to see him carrying a tray with a plate of pancakes, a cup of coffee, and a small box on it. Your furrowed brows instantly relaxed as your expression fell soft. He sat the tray on your lap as he sat back down beside you. “ Apple cinnamon pancakes, your favorite. Coffee just how you like it. You can open your gift after you eat.” He said with a warm smile. A tug on your heart would be an understatement, it was fully melted on the floor. You looked up at him and couldn’t resist putting your arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight hug. “Thank you Josh.” You whispered in his ear. You pulled back to place your lips on his for a gentle kiss.

The two of you talked and laughed as you ate your breakfast. It was honestly the best tasting thing he’s ever made you in all the years of knowing him. Don’t tell him that though. As you finished up breakfast, feeling warm and full, he handed you the small white box that was on your tray and said “ Happy Birthday beautiful.” You took it into your hands and as you start to open it you noticed Josh looking at it nervously, his lip between his teeth and hands fidgeting in his lap. You took the top off of the box and saw a necklace with a small bee pendant on it. Each wing had a small diamond in the middle, his birthstone. Seeing the small bee made your mind flood with memories.

Flashback//

You and Josh were best friends since childhood, literally inseparable. You and all the Kiszka kids were close, but you and Josh clicked from the beginning.

You remember meeting him in 2nd grade, it was your first day and you were nervous about starting at a new school. None of the kids really talked to you, so at recess you sat in the grass under a tree by yourself as the other kids played on the playground. You were making a flower chain from the small white flowers that littered the ground when a boy walked up to you and sat in-front of you. “ I’m Josh.” He said and reached his hand out for you to take. You nervously took his hand in yours and he shook it. You told him your name and he smiled at you, his brown eyes bright and wide. “What are you making?” He asked, pointing to your flower chain. “A flower chain.” You said holding it up to him. He took it gently in his hands and admired it, his smile big and happy. “That is so cool! Teach me!” He excitedly said. Your eyes lightened up and you could feel your lips tug into a smile. He went to sit your already made chain down beside you and you noticed a bee landing on it. “ What kind of bee is that?” You asked him, admiring it. “A honeybee! They love flowers.” Josh said. “They are so pretty.” You stated as you went to show him how to make a chain. He looked at you and giggled. Before you guys could finish his flower chain, you heard your teachers yell that’s it’s time to go back inside. As you both got up, he looked at you and said “I’ll see you around, honeybee.” Before walking back to his designated class. The nickname made you smile.

The nickname stuck as you guys grew to be best friends. The years of being best friends eventually led you guys to actually get together, but everyone expected it anyway. As a matter of fact, your 5 year anniversary was coming up soon.

//

The sweet and emotional memory distracted your mind so much that you didn’t realize you had tears streaming down your face as you looked at the pendant. You never told Josh how much that nickname meant to you. All those years of him calling you that never lost meaning. As a kid he called you it so much you were convinced he forgot your real name. You bit your bottom lip in attempts to make it stop quivering but failed. You looked up at Josh, his eyes staring into your wet ones. You flung your arms around his neck and pulled him into you tightly. You couldn’t control the sob you let out into his shoulder. He gently rubbed your back and squeezed you tighter.

After giving yourself a minute to calm down, you pulled away from him and wiped your cheeks. “Thank you Josh, it’s… it’s beautiful. I love it so much.” You sniffled. He took your hands in his and held them in his lap. “I know I’ve told you that I fell in love with you the second I saw you, which is true, but I also fell in love with your ability to see things in a different perspective. Like how you said honeybees were pretty, which most people wouldn’t pay any mind to them or just simply call them an ugly insect. I walked up to you that one day because I thought you were pretty. Then you said that you thought they were pretty, so I associated one pretty thing with another. Therefore me giving you the nickname. And there hasn’t been a day that I didn’t love you after that.” He said. He placed both his hands on the side of your face, you could stare into his chocolate orbs for the rest of your life, they were too easy to get lost in. He places a deep kiss onto your lips and your hands moved up to the nape of his neck, tugging at the hair there. As you parted, he peppered your face with small kisses all over. You giggled as he pulled back. “You’re my Honeybee.” He said with a blinding smile.

You took the necklace out of the box and clasped it around your neck, adjusting it. You looked back up at Josh and asked “How does it look?” He looked at it for a minute then looked back up at your face.

“Beautiful.”

[sunghoons-mole]

their singing voices.

yang jungwon’s voice is a loving poke on the cheek. it’s holding hands as you walk home. it’s pulling a fuzzy blanket over your head. it’s the soft mew of a baby kitten. it’s opening a letter from a loved one. 

lee heeseung’s voice is a warm fireplace on a chilly evening. it’s teardrops on your sleeves. it’s a gentle shoulder rub. it’s the smell of lavender. it’s biting into a crisp apple and tasting the sweet juices. 

park jeongseong’s voice is sweet honey. it’s a warm plate of your favorite pancakes. it’s the hum of an acoustic guitar in a cozy living room. it’s a smile from across the room. it’s the taste of cinnamon on a piece of toast.

sim jaeyun’s voice is the softest sweatpants on a rainy sunday. it’s a warm, tightly squeezed hug. it’s stepping outside and feeling the sun on your face. it’s putting on your favorite flannel on the first day of fall. it’s jumping into a fresh puddle in your rain boots.

park sunghoon’s voice is a light in the dark. it’s the night sky with no clouds. it’s an evening sunset over a field of gold. it’s a new pair of shoes that fit just right. it’s watercolors spreading over a canvas. 

kim sunoo’s voice is light fingers tickling your belly. it’s baby pink cotton candy melting on your tongue. it’s a weighted blanket in the middle of the night. it’s waking up from a midday nap feeling refreshed. it’s a bathtub full of bubbles.

nishimura riki’s voice is eating soup when you’re sick. it’s the crunch of autumn leaves beneath your feet. it’s rubbing flower petals between your fingers and letting them fall. it’s the harsh but graceful pluck of a harp string. it’s a hand ruffling your hair. 

~

with love, sunghoons-mole <3

[cookieruntips]

Wish Festival Quotes!

Hydrangea Cookie: "I wish more Cookies would come make their wishes."

Purple Yam Cookie: "I WANNA FIGHT DARK CHOCO COOKIE!!"

Mala Sauce Cookie: "I wish I can become a strong leader that can protect our village!"

Dark Choco Cookie: "A wish... If things could return to how they were..."

Carrot Cookie: "I wish Bistrot Des Fleurs would get tons of guests!"

Beet Cookie: "I wish we'd have so many guests in the restaurant, there would be no food left at the end of the day!"

Spinach Cookie: "I wish everyone would eat veggies along with their Jellies!"

Cookiemals: "We wanna play more with Wind Archer Cookie!"

Cinnamon Cookie: "...And now I'll guess your wish! Ta-dah... wait, where did my note go!?"

Shining Glitter Cookie: "I wish I could blast down the streets in my Supercar without anyone knowing!"

Butter Pretzel Cookie: "I wish my next piece will become unforgettable..."

Leek Cookie: "I wish I get to fight General Jujube Cookie! Until I win, ha ha!"

Ion Cookie Robot: "Cookie = Wishing. Robot = Also...?"

Timekeeper Cookie: "I wish I get to see all the wishes as they are fulfilled."

Licorice Cookie: "I wish Dark Enchantress Cookie would make me her right-hand Cookie!"

Blueberry Pie Cookie: "I wish I could go back to that time I read that book..."

Popping Candy Cookie: "I wish I get to keep performing for all my fans!"

Sea Fairy Cookie: "I wish I could reach the moon..."

Lilac Cookie: "I wish I could move as freely as my imagination desires..."

Aloe Cookie: "I wish my research will help the world become a better place.

Cream Puff Cookie: "I wish I can become a great wizard!"

Sorbet Shark Cookie: "oOooOOooO!"

Pink Choco Cookie: "I wish that the whole world gets filled with love!"

Hero Cookie: "I wish I could save all Cookies in danger!"

Red Pepper Cookie: "I wish I never fall down, no matter the challenge!"

Pistachio Cookie: "My wish is to complete my divine mission!"

Macaron Cookie: "I wish for a happy parade together with everyone!"

Matcha Cookie: "Hehe... Wishes don't come true, you know..."

Rockstar Cookie: "I wish for rock to never die! ROCK N' ROLL!"

Walnut Cookie: "I wish I get to catch Roguefort Cookie by my own hand!"

Cotton Candy Cookie: "You want to know my wish? That's so sweet of... No, no, no!"

Tiger Lily Cookie: "Purr... Wish... Protect friends..."

Cherry Cookie: "I wish for a giant cherry bomb for everyone! Hehe!"

Popcorn Cookie: "I wish I get to act in a movie someday!"

Sparkling Cookie: "I wish I get to make someone's day."

Soda Cookie: "I wish I can go to a beach with amazing waves to surf on!"

Mocha Ray Cookie: "I wish for the strength to restore the city."

Almond Cookie: "I wish I could be happy doing detective work."

Fairy Cookie: "I wish for nature to be cleaner..."

Ice Candy Cookie: "I wish I can lead my team to victory!"

Kumiho Cookie: "I wish I could become a real Cookie!"

Whipped Cream Cookie: "I wish I can dance in front of that tree just one more time!"

Red Bean Cookie: "I wish I can run faster with my penguins!"

Pudding Cookie: "I wanna give every Cookie a present!" *Giggle giggle*

Chestnut Cookie: "I wish I could eat jellies until I'm completely full!"

Kiwi Cookie: "I wish I get to ride my bike until the day I crumble..."

Muscle Cookie: "I wish for more muscle! And more strength!"

Peppermint Cookie: "I wish everyone would hear the voices of our friends in the sea..."

Chess Choco Cookie: "We want to play with a skilled Cookie! We wish for a skilled Cookie to play with."

Herb Cookie: "I wish all living things could grow up in warm sunlight."

Churro Cookie: "I wish I can continue to watch over the tree."

Croissant Cookie: "I wish that I can become the greatest engineer!"

Mango Cookie: "I wish our islands would have lots of visitors like they used to. I've found so many things to show off!"

Pirate Cookie: "My wish... is for all the treasures of the seven seas to belong to ME! Kha-ha!"

Adventurer Cookie: "I wish I get to explore completely uncharted lands!"

Earl Grey Cookie: "I wish to be able to take care of all my guests until they are satisfied."

Melon Bun Cookie: "I wish for not having to work much, but still earn loads!"

Werewolf Cookie: "I wish... I don't hurt anyone..."

Firecracker Cookie: "I wish everyone gets to see my FIREWORKS SHOW! NYAHAHA!"

Moon Rabbit Cookie: "I wish I cud have moa wice cake!"

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "I wish I could go on a picnic with the Cookies precious to me!"

Onion Cookie: "I wish the ghosts would go away..." *Sniffle*

Space Doughnut: "Biribiri-biri...?"

Vampire Cookie: "I’ve never bothered with things like wishes."

Bell Pepper Cookie: "I wish I'll become the youngest Doughbell Prize winner!"

Mint Choco Cookie: "I wish my every performance would be perfect."

Mustard Cookie: "I wish even Cookies who aren't sweet get to be free and equal!"

Yoga Cookie: "I wish I can get rid of all desire, and just focus on my meditation."

Goblin Cookie: "I wish for all the rare things to be MINE!"

Cream Unicorn Cookie: "I wish my memories last forever..."

Apple Cookie: "I wish I could become a grown up, and stay up really late!"

Pancake Cookie: "I wish I could have thiiis many Acorn Jellies!! Hehehe!"

Angel Cookie: "I wish every Cookie's wishes will come true..."

Sandwich Cookie: "I wish I can have a sandwich shop in every corner of this world!"

Skating Queen Cookie: "I wish I could eat a mountain of Bear Jellies."

Raspberry Mousse Cookie: "I wish... she would dance for me."

Squid Ink Cookie: "I wish... I can remember... Sob sob..."

Marshmallow Cookie: "I wish I get to perform together with everyone!"

Gumball Cookie: "I wish I could make the whole world COLORFUL!"

Lobster Cookie: "I wish my city would be brought back to its former glory..."

[mishervellous]

now, now, won't you look at that, husband back in the asks to annoy the dash 🌾

it's apple picking season at the cottage! we could go pick them together! and bring a blanket, and warm tea, and some snacks for in-between breaks (i will absolutely steal an apple or two for those). we could make so many things of them, too! baking apple pie together (heads up, i suck at baking)? making compote? apple sauce to eat with pancakes? baked apples? and apple juice! we could warm it up with some cinnamon when the evenings get colder and drink it together on the porch, chilling with the cats and the hens before they get back to their coop for the night.

and don't get me started about being silly and starting to throw fallen leaves at each other, or jumping into piles of 'em.

also, not to be that person, but i bet you rock some plaid fall aesthetic 😌🌾

my love, i think everyone would agree with me that any time you’re on someone’s dash/in someone’s tags, they’re all looking at you with heart-eyes (me included! that’s actually my default look when you’re involved but i digress)—so no worries about that! and if anyone is annoyed that you’re here, let me tell you, you are on the wrong flagged profile my gender neutral bucko 😤

apple picking is like the apple stealing goblin’s christmas, so of course we’re going! i hope napping and koala-hugging and kinda bothering you while you’re trying to clean the prettiest tree of all its apples (namely with: apple puns, tickles and hugs) are all acceptable activities too eheh also don’t worry, you’re married to the chocolate chips cookie champion (of my building) so baking will be easy peasy! and if you get frustrated, we can always dance for a bit, jam the blueberries away 🌷i have this recipe that i’ve always wanted to try and i think this would be the perfect occasion to: pastila! it’s, like, apple marshmallows. they look delicious and, although lengthy, fun to make too—perfect with the pancakes and the apple sauce the next morning if you ask me 😌 i have a pretty good apple cake recipe too, if one of the cows is an october child or something 🎂

i’m definitely making fallen leaves confetti and sprinkling them in your hair when you’re busy doing something else🍁

also, i peep a biased hubby with my eyes! but i do own some pretty comfy and cute plaid shirts and a couple of vintage overalls, so the wannabe farmer aesthetic is on—might have to take a couple of breathers, but if you’re there it’ll be aaall a-okay 🥰💙

did you know you’re the apple of my eye? 🍎💙

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

For Tungst, Drip and Gloss 😌😌

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast? 🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it? 🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat? 🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food? ☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink? 🍓 STRAWBERRY - do they eat their fruit & veg? what is their favourite fruit or vegetable? 🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

Holy moly Chrystal! That's a lot of asks for my boys 😱 *cracks knuckles* Let's get started!

🥞 - What is their comfort breakfast?

Tungst: Cinnamon buns, but only the ones that Drip makes.

Drip: A full complete breakfast that includes eggs, bacon, hash browns, and toast.

Gloss: The breakfast burritos Drip once made them, but with some hot sauce.

🎂 When is their birthday? Do they like celebrating it?

Tungst: They all have the same birthday (28 BBY). Tungst always loves a good party, whether he has a reason to celebrate or not!

Drip: They all have the same birthday (28 BBY). Drip doesn't mind celebrating their birthday, but he prefers when they do it quietly.

Gloss: They all have the same birthday (28 BBY). If someone didn't mention it was their birthday, he wouldn't even know.

🍩 - Favorite sweet treat?

Tungst: Brownies. He can eat an entire tray of them by himself and won't even get sick.

Drip: Drip doesn't enjoy sweet foods, but if he had to pick one for the occasional treat, he would pick crème brûlée. (he's got fancy taste, like me).

Gloss: Cookies, because they're not messy, and they keep his hands clean. They also come in a huge variety and array of colors, which satisfies his artistic side.

🍟 - Do they order food often? Or do they prefer to cook their own food?

Tungst: Tungst can't cook to save his life, so as long as Drip is making dinner, they're eating in, and he prefers that. The only time the squad ever eats out is for special occasions or if Drip is sick.

Drip: Drip cooks all of the squad's food. He believes a home-cooked meal is healthier and tastier than anything they could buy at a restaurant. He likes cooking, so he doesn't mind.

Gloss: Gloss doesn't have a preference. He eats whatever is put in front of him. However, if nothing is put in front of him, he has a tendency to forgo eating instead of ordering out.

☕️ - Do they prefer hot or cold drinks? What is their favorite drink?

Tungst: Tungst prefers cold drinks. He's not big on flavored drinks, so he mostly only drinks cold water. He does drink caf in the morning, though.

Drip: Drip can go either or. He's a tea drinker and will drink it hot or iced. His favorite hot tea is an earl grey blend with coconut. His favorite iced tea is green.

Gloss: Gloss loves warm drinks because of how soothing they are. His favorite drink is a white chocolate mocha latte with whipped cream on top.

🍓 - Do they eat their fruit and veg? What is their favorite fruit and vegetable?

Tungst: Yes, the entire squad eats their fruit and veg thanks to Drip. His favorite vegetable is potatoes, in any preparation, and his favorite fruit is apples, but they have to be sliced.

Drip: Drip believes in a balanced diet, so he makes sure the squad gets their portion of fruit and veg, even if he has to cram it down their throats. His favorite vegetable is corn, and his favorite fruit is peaches.

Gloss: Yes, the entire squad eats their fruit and veg thanks to Drip. His favorite vegetable is specifically rainbow carrots. They lose their charm if it's just the orange ones, and his favorite fruit is strawberries.

🍰 - Favorite cake flavor? Are they specific about types of cakes?

Tungst: Tungst's favorite cake flavors is red velvet, but it has to be with the cream cheese frosting. It can't have any other type of frosting or he won't eat it. It also needs to be moist, not dry.

Drip: As stated previously, Drip isn't a huge fan of sugar, so he is very particular about cake that he eats. His favorite cake flavor is carrot cake. He likes the balance of earthiness and sweetness.

Gloss: Gloss's favorite cake flavor isn't so much a flavor, as it is a type of cake. He loves strawberry shortcake made with angel food cake, smothered in strawberries, and stacked high with fresh whipped cream.

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A Good Start

Egotober Day 1: Hoodie

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Henrik pulled the covers over his head trying to block out the sounds from outside his room. The light was He could tell his brothers were arguing. Over what, he really didn’t care. He just wanted to stay in his bed forever. His weighted blanket crushed him down into the plush mattress. How he missed the luxuries of common life. Just 3 months ago he was sleeping on a mattress Anti must have found in a dump. The smell of mildew and mold filled his every breath. Every now and then an old needle would poke and penetrate his skin, sending small drops of crimson blood on the floor. The horrid thing was so hard and stiff it made him feel like he was sleeping on a slab of granite. But it was still somehow better than sleeping on the cold floor. 

“You have to understand Jackie-” Marvin’s voice boomed through the door. Henrik sighed as he pushed a pillow over his ears. Why did they have to argue? When did his big brothers become so jaded? All he wanted was for them to come in and wrap their comforting arms around him and tell him everything will be okay. They used to be able to read his mind, know exactly what he needed at any given time. Now, they can barely communicate with each other. 

A soft knock came at his door. Henrik peeked out from under his blankets as his younger brother walked in. The familiar t-shirt flat cap combo came into his room like he owned the place. Henrik felt the entire mattress bounce as Chase jumped onto the bed like a child. “Henrik!” He sang with pride “ I come bearing gifts!” Henrik sat up against the plush headboard that Marvin had gotten him just last week. He shifted the blankets so he could have some form of a shield. Chase plopped down a pile of fabric, snacks and his switch. “We are going to have a good day in your bedroom. No moping around!” Chase walked over to the window pulling the curtains open and pulling the window inside, letting all the morning light and fresh air in. “I have breakfast on its way, an omelet with potatoes and spinach and a big old german apple pancake, so we can just eat that for breakfast. I stole Jackie’s favorite hoodie so you have something nice and comfy to wear, and I brought the switch so we can play Super Mario Brothers alllll day.”  

Henrik smiled as he grabbed the red hoodie pulling it over his chest. Every square inch smelled like Jackie. The warm familiarness of fresh baked pizza, motor oil and cinnamon filled his senses. The plush softness of the hoodie silencing the feeling of bugs crawling on his arms. Chase’s arm slung over his shoulder squashing the bugs for good. 

“Hey, I’m really sorry that Jackie and Marv are yelling. They’re just trying to figure stuff out.” “They argue so much these days.” Henrik whispered. He pulled his arms out of the sleeves of the hoodie and towards his chest. What happened to the dynamic duo? What happened to the heroes and protectors of the house? “Nah they’re not arguing. Jackie was a dumbass last night, and got into a big fight with no back up. He’s fine, don't worry. Marv is just being concerned.”  Henrik sat up a little bit as Chase set the blue and red controllers up.

“He-He is okay now, yes? You-You would have woken me if he was hurt right?” Henrik stumbled across his words. He cursed himself for stumbling over his words. It was just Chase there was no need to pick and choose what words he said or try to hide his accent. “Yeah, Hen. Don’t worry, he just had a few scrapes. Now, let's focus on you. The hoodie good? All nice and comfy?” Henrik leaned into Chase’s touch, his thumb gently rubbing against his arm. Henrik hummed and nodded against Chase’s chest. “Yeah? I’m glad.” Chase booted up the switch and the familiar tune of Mario’s theme song filled the air. “I wanted to make your day just a little brighter.” “Hey, Henrik? Uh, I got your food.” Jackie called from behind the door. “Can I come in?” “Yeah bro! Come in!” Chase shouted. Jackie walked in with a brown paper bag with a big white label on it, as well as a wooden tray. He set it down and sat on the edge of the bed. Chase set the tray up over Henrik’s lap and placed everything out for him. Henrik sat in aw over the kindness that his younger brother was displaying. Most men would have crumbled and become cruel after everything he went through but he decided to focus his energy into making other happy. “All ready for you Henrik!” Chase smiled. Henrik grabbed the fork and knife and began cutting into the omlet. Jackie reached over taking a piece of the huge pancake. Chase promptly swatted his hand away. “Hey! Hey! This is not for you,” He laughed “Its for Henrik.” “Henrik,” Jackie whined bringing a smile to Henrik’s face “Can I pretty please have some of your ginormous pancake?” “Fiiine.” Hernik groaned. “You can have a tiny, itty, bitty piece.” Jackie smiled as he took nearly half of the huge pancake and pushed the rest aside. He picked up the spare fork and shoved the fluffy food into his mouth. Henrik and Chase exploded into joyous laughter as they watched Jackie attempt to swallow the massive chunk he took. 

“Hey! That’s not fair! You stole my breakfast!”

“Well,” Jackie started once he swallowed his breakfast. “You stole my hoodie. So fair is fair.”

Jackie rose from his spot and sat on Henrik’s free side making him into a nice little sandwich. 

“Yes. I suppose fair is fair.” Henrik smiled. 

And with that Chase handed Henrik the controller letting him start the game. Henrik smiled and settled into bed, knowing that today would be an amazing day.

Prompt by: @tracobuttons

[bunkernine]

this is the smallest thing, but i wish leo hadn't taken the magic dishes from chb. it means that the seven probably doesn't cook for each other. they just take out a plate and voila! a four course meal and you don't even have to get up

anyway, i mention this because cooking together or eating food at a table together is such a great bonding experience for a group. there's nothing like the banging of fists on the table chanting DINNER! DINNER! DINNER! or the mindless anticipation of being hungry and waiting for the meal to stew. it would've been interesting if they actually did have days where each of the seven cook: like, the absolute joy when percy flips a pancake and they all slowly walk in yawning, or when it's annabeth's day and she never learned to cook so they all look at each other and gulp.

there's just. a moment where they could've came back all tired and sweaty from a battle and there's the smell of a warm meal in the air, and coach walks around in a lacey KISS PUNCH THE CHEF apron, stirring a pot, while each demigod collapses in their chair, with their stomachs growling. or like a moment where they argue over dish duty and leo snarks "i think we should wash our own crap," and it cuts to him muttering about being stuck on dish duty and he shouldve installed a dish washer. or like frank trying to figure out a recipe and piper gets curious, but they're both rich and never cooked their own food so its useless. hazel talking about spices and swapping southern foods with leo. annabeth thinking a sandwich is good for every single meal. heck, maybe even that moment where nico has his first meal that isn't pomegranate seeds, and the seven is sitting there with him at a table, laughing and yelling, and a familiar cinnamon of Sally's Apple Pie is beginning to spread

idk if any of that makes sense, but i guess food and family go hand in hand in my mind, and it's the very minute detail, but you know. let them cook i guess. sometimes magic isn't everything. its just... the little things