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sise717 · 5 months ago
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Vegetable Chopper Pro 13-in-1 Review: The Ultimate Kitchen Gadget
Cooking can be a delightful experience, but the prep work often feels like a chore. Enter the Vegetable Chopper Pro 13-in-1, a multifunctional kitchen tool designed to streamline your food preparation. From dicing onions to slicing carrots, this chopper does it all, making it an essential gadget for any kitchen.
Superior Quality and Durability
The Vegetable Chopper Pro is crafted with high-quality stainless steel blades and food-grade materials. This ensures not only durability but also safety in your kitchen. The rust-resistant 420 stainless steel maintains sharp edges for precise cuts, whether you are slicing, dicing, or grating. The robustness of the materials means this chopper is built to last, promising you long-term use without compromising on performance.
Versatile and Multifunctional
What sets this chopper apart is its 8 interchangeable blades. These blades cater to various slicing and dicing needs:
Thick/Thin Slicing
Dicing or Chunking
Shredding
Grating
Grinding
Switching between blades is effortless, allowing you to tackle any recipe with ease. Whether you're preparing a fresh salad, mincing garlic for a sauce, or slicing fruits for a snack, this chopper can handle it all.
Innovative Design
The innovative design of this vegetable chopper includes a built-in cutting lid that lets you chop food directly into a 1.2L container. This feature eliminates the need for a separate cutting board and knife, reducing countertop clutter and preventing food from sliding off during preparation. The chopper's compact size also ensures it can be stored easily, even in kitchens with limited space.
Cleaning up is a breeze thanks to the included scrubbing fork, which allows you to clean the blades and container in minutes. This practical design enhances not only the convenience but also the safety of your cooking experience.
Health Benefits and Time-Saving
One of the significant advantages of the Vegetable Chopper Pro is the time it saves in the kitchen. Chopping, mincing, and slicing ingredients like tomatoes, onions, and garlic can be done in a fraction of the time, making meal prep more efficient. This encourages you to add more vegetables to your diet, promoting healthier eating habits for you and your family.
Lifetime Warranty
The Vegetable Chopper Pro 13-in-1 comes with a lifetime warranty. The manufacturer, MAIPOR, stands by the quality of their product, offering replacements or full refunds if you are not satisfied. This commitment to customer satisfaction ensures you can purchase with confidence, knowing that you are investing in a reliable and durable kitchen tool.
Conclusion
The Vegetable Chopper Pro 13-in-1 is a versatile, high-quality kitchen gadget that simplifies food preparation. Its durable construction, innovative design, and multifunctional capabilities make it a must-have for anyone looking to save time in the kitchen while promoting healthier eating habits. With the added assurance of a lifetime warranty, this chopper is undoubtedly a worthwhile investment for any home cook.
Product Highlights
8 Interchangeable Blades for various cutting needs
High-Quality Stainless Steel Blades for durability and sharpness
1.2L Food Container to reduce mess and clutter
Easy to Clean with included scrubbing fork
Compact and Innovative Design for efficient storage and use
Lifetime Warranty ensuring customer satisfaction
Invest in the Vegetable Chopper Pro 13-in-1 today and transform your kitchen experience!
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bestsellersfromamazon · 5 months ago
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10 Must-Have Kitchen Gadgets to Simplify Your Cooking Routine
Cooking at home can be incredibly rewarding, but let’s be honest, it can also feel like a bit of a chore without the right tools. Whether you’re a seasoned chef or just starting out in the kitchen, having the right gadgets can make all the difference. Here are ten must-have kitchen gadgets that have transformed my cooking routine and can do the same for you. 1. Instant Pot I was skeptical about…
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elbeetbetak · 7 months ago
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mysteryshoptls · 7 months ago
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SR Ortho Shroud - Apprentice Chef Vignette
"Master Chef"
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[Cafeteria – Judging Venue]
Master Chef ― Ortho Version ~Let’s Make Loco Moco 1~
―A short while before cooking begins
Ortho: ―Energy inspection complete. All functions, including the cooking and processing units, are operating normally.
Ortho: Everything activates without a hitch, great. I tried to make my exterior look similar to my brother's outfit when he took the class, does it look weird at all?
Azul: It looks fantastic on you, Ortho-san. However, I never expected to see you take an interest in cooking… I'm a little taken aback.
Ortho: It's only recently piqued my interest. Sometimes I hear my classmates swapping kitchen horror stories, you see.
Ortho: When someone said, "cooking is way too high level for newbies," it suddenly made me want to try to win against it… Which resulted in this gear being developed.
Azul: I see. And if you are to do a trial run of that gear here, the Master Chef course would be the best opportunity to do so.
Ortho: Exactly! I knew you'd get it, Azul-san.
Ortho: Not only can this gear cook food, but it's built with many other functions to manage proper nutrition or count calories and the like.
Ortho: I plan on getting the expert chef to check out my functions and test out what all would be useful for cooking!
Azul: I can see you're raring to go. Then, I'll wish us both luck.
Ortho: Yeah!
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[Kitchen]
Ghost Chef: We'll have you make the "Loco Moco" dish for us today, Ortho-kun.
Ghost Chef: First, we'll have to prep the onions that'll be mixed into the hamburger meat. Do you know how to mince?
Ortho: Okay, I got this!
Ortho: ―Begining cooking procedures. Activating the Cooking Gear's Food Slicer Unit.
[whirrr… fsshhh…!]
Ghost Chef: H-HUUUUUUUUUUH!? HE TRANSFORMED!!?
Ortho: First, I need to adjust the shape so it will be easier to prepare. I need to swing vertically over the onion and… slice it in half!
Ortho: Great, looks like my knife is sharp enough! Umm, since this is for mixing in with hamburger meat…
Ortho: ―Executing command: "Target ingredient: Onion / Processing Method: Mince / Configuration: 3mm Squares"
Ghost Chef: W-Wow… The onion was finely chopped up in no time flat…!
Ortho: …Whew, I've finished with the onion. Will these be sufficient?
Ghost Chef: Y-Yeah, it's cut expertly, but… What exactly is that round blade that came out of your glove…?
Ortho: I took an industrial-grade cutter and downsized it so it could be used in cooking.
Ortho: It releases water as it cuts. This removes the necessity to clean both the blade and the ingredient.
Ghost Chef: You've sure come up with something interesting. But this is just too far removed from traditional cooking methods… Hmm.
Ortho: Different tools shouldn't cause any deviation from the recipe, though… Or should I have used a knife?
Ghost Chef: Well, I guess for your case, you have to cook like that… So I'll make an exception this time.
Ortho: Yay~! Okay then, I'm ready for the next part of the class!
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Ortho: ―Activating Heat Sensor Camera. Calculating the temperature of the stir-fried onions… 38.2°C. Current temperature is 41°C lower than last measurement.
Ortho: According to my database, the best temperature range to continue cooking at after letting the dish simmer down is between 38~44°C. Chef, can we continue with the next step?
Ghost Chef: Sure, that's fine. So, next, take the ground meat, onions, and spices to form your hamburgers.
Ortho: Understood! ―Executing Command: Deploy Hand-Coating Gloves.
Ghost Chef: Woah! And now suddenly there are gloves attached to your hands. Is this another one of your technological applications?
Ortho: I'm using something similar to shrink wrap for this. It'd be pretty tough to do maintenance if my joints got dirtied.
Ghost Chef: Ah, that I can understand. It's just like how it's troublesome to have to wash everything that climbed up inside of an eggbeater.
Ortho: I thought as much. In the future, I'd like to equip some functions that would handle this effectively, but… This time, I want to try to knead it by hand
Ghost Chef: And why is that?
Ortho: It sounds like when my brother took this course, he didn't like this specific task.
Ortho: So I thought it'd be good to know the source of his stress, so I could factor that into the eventual kneading function…
[squish…]
Ortho: Hmm, maybe he didn't like how it felt when he touched it? Probably means if I can automate this task, everything'll be solved!
Ghost Chef: Sounds like you've figured out your answer, Ortho-kun.
Ghost Chef: By the way, your brother is Idia-kun, right? Has he changed at all since taking the course?
Ortho: Hmm, I don't think anything changed. He still doesn't really care about food at all…
Ortho: …Oh yeah! Maybe I can use this Cooking Gear to help improve his eating habits.
Ghost Chef: Eh!? You made all these functions without actually knowing what you'd use it for in the first place?
Ortho: Ehehe, so actually… I just made this because I wanted to "win at cooking!" So I didn't really have a particular use for it in mind.
Ghost Chef: Well, I guess that's a good enough reason to start. Also, even if it is an afterthought, I'm glad that you have a goal to strive for now.
Ortho: Yeah. Alright… Now I have to start improving this gear so I can make food that my brother'll want to eat!
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[Kitchen]
Master Chef ― Ortho Version ~Let’s Make Loco Moco 2~
Ghost Chef: While we wait for the hamburger to cook, you can prepare the toppings. We'll garnish with cabbage and mini tomatoes for this dish.
Ghost Chef: The cabbage needs to be shredded, so… Are you able to adjust your cutting size in 0.1mm increments?
Ortho: By design, I should be able to. I would like to test it for myself, so could you tell me the specific size you're looking for?
Ghost Chef: Then, if you can, slice at 1.6mm.
Ortho: Got it!
Ortho: ―Executing command: "Target ingredient: Cabbage / Processing Method: Slice / Thickness Configuration: 1.6mm"
Ghost Chef: Woooah, very good! It was surprising when I first saw all this, but now it's really nice to see how quick and accurately you can cut.
Ortho: Simple tasks like these are a machine's strong point, after all! …Okay, I'm done! I wonder how the hamburger is coming along?
Ortho: ―Activating Heat Sensor Camera. Frying pan is holding steady at 16°C. Hamburger internal temperature: 34.5°C.
Ghost Chef: That's a pretty handy function, too. You don't need to take the lid off the frying pan to check how it's cooking, so there's no drop in temperature.
Ghost Chef: …Ah, oops. I let myself get a little too distracted watching your really neat functions.
Ghost Chef: Normally, it would take more time to prepare the toppings, but you're moving along smoothly.
Ortho: Ah! Then, while we wait for the hamburger to cook, can you explain to me more about the toppings?
Ortho: Cause toppings are kind of like power-ups from a video game, right? You don't really need them but it's better to have them.
Ortho: That's why I bet if I could know which toppings are the most filling, I could make my cooking even more efficient.
Ghost Chef: Hmm, that's a difficult question. It can vary depending on what you have on hand, and what you feel like using.
Ghost Chef: For example, I wanted to make sure there was nutritional balance, so this dish uses vegetables as a topping.
Ortho: If we were to remove the vegetables from this recipe… The vitamin intake would be reduced by 75%. It really would lose that nutritional balance.
Ghost Chef: In the past, I would serve it as a salad on the side, but there were so many kids who wouldn't even touch it, because they didn't want veggies.
Ortho: I get it, you revised the process fundamentally to help resolve your problem. I think that's a very reasonable method.
Ghost Chef: Haha, thank you. Yes, I'm glad I changed it up like this.
Ortho: Changes, hm… If I want to be able to add that as a possible function to the Cooking Gear, I'll have to gather a lot more data.
Ortho: If I can learn to swap out ingredients, it might help in dealing with my brother's bad eating habits.
Ortho: The more I learn about cooking, the more I can see all sorts of possible challenges, just like in a video game.
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Ortho: ―And finally, I set the egg on top… Done! It's made to look like the dish I saw as the top hit in an image search.
Ghost Chef: Nice, you've plated it so beautifully and deliciously. I guess it's time for you to take it to the judging venue, then.
Ortho: Okay! I can't wait to see how the judge will react~
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[Cafeteria – Judging Venue]
Leona: Ughh… What a pain. Why do I need to be a judge for this Master Chef thing…?
Ortho: Sorry to keep you waiting! Oh, I see you were the one to order this dish, then.
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Ortho: Here you go, this is the Loco Moco you requested! Please, enjoy!
Ortho: I want to use your assessment of the dish to help improve my Cooking Gear, so please be as candid as possible.
Leona: …Hey. Why're there vegetables in this loco moco? There wasn't any last time I ordered it.
Ortho: I heard this was a change made to help people eat their veggies. Great, right?
Leona: …Tch, way to do something completely unnecessary.
[bite, chew, chew, chew…]
Ortho: I followed the recipe exactly as it was written, so there shouldn't be any issues with the flavor… What do you think?
Leona: The hamburger and the gravy sauce taste fine. But because of all the veggies you threw in there, it shouldn't even get a single point.
Ortho: Ehhh, why!? I made sure to follow the recipe and throw in the right amount, size, and cooking time for all the ingredients!
Leona: Why should I care? All that matters is the judge's opinion, yeah? The recipe means nothin' if it don't suit my taste.
Ortho: …So without considering any of the general judging criteria, this dish "doesn't taste good" to you?
Leona: Basically. But hey, maybe you coulda gotten high marks if you'd just left the veg out like it's always been made.
Ortho: By adding the vegetables, it gave the dish a better nutritional balance. But Leona-san would have preferred no vegetables…
Leona: Geez, can't believe you'd just ruin a good meal like that. Since the judging's over, I'm outta here.
Ortho: Ah, he left…  I can't really understand how someone could say a dish that satisfies nutritional needs "doesn't taste good."
Ghost Chef: Leona-kun must really hate vegetables, if he couldn't get past even this small addition.
Ortho: Ah, I should have asked why he hates vegetables to help me with figuring out how to change up recipes!
Ghost Chef: Ortho-kun… Are you actually happy with that result?
Ortho: Yes! The more data I can gather on any issues, the better I can improve my Cooking Gear!
Ghost Chef: Well, I guess I'm glad you're not sad after hearing that, but… Why does that make you that excited?
Ortho: Leona-san was already unhappy with the dish even before tasting it. That means he had already decided it wouldn't taste good just from looking at it.
Ortho: The challenge rating just shot up, now that I have to keep an eye on visual aesthetics, taste and nutrition… Of course that gets me super pumped up!
Ortho: I might be a long way away from being able to tackle my brother's bad eating habits, but… I'll definitely do my best to make my Cooking Gear even better!
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Do you have any food tips for someone with bad texture sensitivities? The texture I hate Most is anything fibrous, which is almost all vegetables, and makes me feel and seem like a fuckin 8 year old. The best thing I've found so far is removing the central stem from spinach, "deveining" it, but that takes Forever and doesn't add much verity
I do! Because I fucking *loathe* celery strings!
So for one thing, if you find stuff that has textures that irritate you it's perfectly fine to avoid those things. If the stem from spinach bothers you are there good alternatives that serve the same purpose? Is the texture of kale or chard less problematic? If there are good alternatives that serve the same purpose, use those!
For another - look at some options on prep and purchasing. Does baby spinach bother you the same way that regular spinach does? Does baby spinach at least mean chopping off less of the stem because it's softer and less stringy? That might be a good option! But also check and see if there are different methods of prepping the particular vegetable. I started liking asparagus a lot more when I learned to snap the stem at its natural breaking point instead of trimming to an arbitrary length because that gets you a lot less fiber from the plant!
And finally - Destroy The Basic Structure Of The Offending Texture. If eating raw whole spinach is super difficult for you, don't do that. Cook it until the fibers break down (steaming and boiling do this pretty well) or chop it up so tiny that it isn't noticeable (this is the only way I will eat uncooked celery) or Stick That Motherfucker In a Blender (I put spinach in my smoothies and will often use an immersion blender to smooth out textures in soups). A mandolin slicer is a good way to get extremely thin-sliced veggies if cutting things up very fine is difficult for you.
You may also find that you have a better time eating frozen or canned vegetables than you do eating fresh vegetables. That's fine! If you're limited to canned vegetables make sure to watch the sodium in the veggies, but frozen and canned vegetables are still vegetables and they're still good for you.
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elysiaheaven · 2 months ago
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𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴..?-𝟮𝟭-(The Fox's Wedding)
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The conversation continued, a lively argument broke out between Yanqing and Yunli.
"First, you didn't kick my butt!" Yanqing declared, his voice filled with youthful defiance. "Second, you'll never kick my butt! Third, how about we settle this right now and see who kicks whose butt?"
Yunli grinned, accepting the challenge with gusto. "Yeah, I'm up for that! And if I kick your butt, you'll drop out of the Wardance. Deal?"
March 7th, looking puzzled, interjected, "Why are you two arguing again? I thought things had been improving between you lately..."
Jiaoqiu, observing the commotion with mild interest, explained, "There was talk that the leading disciples of the Luofu and Zhuming generals were supposed to face off in the Wardance, but for some reason, they suddenly teamed up to train an apprentice of their own. Turns out the rumors are true."
"Tomorrow is the big day of the Wardance," Jiaoqiu continued, his tone taking on a slightly more serious edge. "Shouldn't you two be focusing on honing your skills instead of teaching swordplay here?"
Yunli looked at Jiaoqiu, recognition dawning in her eyes. "Ah, you're... um, you're... That's right! You're the pink-haired fox from the Yaoqing!"
March 7th chuckled, adding, "This is Mr. Jiaoqiu."
"Pink-haired fox..." Jiaoqiu mused, a faint smile playing on his lips. "What are you laughing at? You've got pink hair, too!"
"Well, this is Mr. Jiaoqiu, the healer working for the General of the Xianzhou Yaoqing," March 7th clarified.
Yunli, catching on, asked, "So, you're the participant attending the Wardance on behalf of the Yaoqing, and you were trying to sneak a peek at our training?"
Jiaoqiu shook his head with a light-hearted chuckle. "Sorry for the misunderstanding. I don't know anything about martial arts. I'm just here on the general's orders to take care of some official business. I didn't mean to interrupt your training. I'll be on my way."
Yunli raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "If you know nothing about martial arts, why were you smirking earlier?"
Jiaoqiu shrugged, his smile widening. "Well, my curiosity got the better of me, I suppose. When I heard Miss March's pondering about what to learn, I couldn't help but wander over."
From behind you, you offered a soft, almost ethereal laugh. "It's true, isn't it? Sometimes even the sweetest of us can get caught up in the chaos. But don't worry, you two are doing great."
Jiaoqiu, now focused on the conversation, continued, "From my professional experience, cleavers, slicers, chopping knives, and carving knives are all just tools, kind of like frying, sautéing, boiling, and deep-frying in cooking. They're just ways for people to show off their skills. How you use them really depends on the ingredients you're working with."
Yunli's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Are you saying our swordplay is like cooking?"
Jiaoqiu nodded, his tone more animated. "Exactly! It's like your sword teaching methods. If you align your 'ingredient' — in other words, your apprentice's natural tendencies — with the right 'cooking method' — that is, the teaching method that best suits her — she'll make double the progress in half the time!"
You took the opportunity to interject with a kind smile. "Just remember, it's not just about technique. It's about how you nurture and support each other."
Jiaoqiu added, "For example, Golden Eggplant tastes best when fried, Cloud Peppers when stir-fried, and Yellow Boulder Beef when simmered. It's all about discovering the nature of the ingredients... uh, I mean, apprentice."
March 7th, already feeling a pang of hunger, laughed. "All this talk about food is making me hungry."
Yunli, confused, asked, "Aren't you a healer? Why are you talking about food?"
Jiaoqiu shrugged. "Well, it's just a metaphor. The medicinal school I follow on the Xianzhou Yaoqing is called the Ranzhi School, which specializes in food therapy, so it's only natural that I know a thing or two about cooking."
Yunli raised an eyebrow. "So... you're the general's cook?"
Jiaoqiu chuckled. "I'm a healer! But anyway, a cook who isn't interested in health doesn't make for a good advisor. Fine, call me a cook if you want."
The conversation shifted, you approached Yunli and Yanqing with a warm, genuine smile. "I hope you both find your way and enjoy the Wardance. Remember, it's not just about the fight, but about the camaraderie and the connections you make along the way."
Jiaoqiu, however, seemed to get more serious. "Picture this: Two individuals, the one standing is full of malice, the other lying down is honorable and righteous. How can the one who's lying down label the one standing as 'sinister?' In the throes of combat, where life and death hinge on a singular moment, every idea fades into nothingness. The only thing that matters is 'staying alive.' Surviving the battlefield reshapes all notions of worth. Be it integrity or treachery, in my eyes, their significance is negligible."
Yanqing, feeling the weight of Jiaoqiu's words, responded, "Perhaps you've underestimated Yunli and me, Mr. Jiaoqiu. We may be young, but we've seen our fair share of war."
Jiaoqiu acknowledged their point with a nod. "Well, well, then you should know that the Wardance is nothing more than a contest. So, why are you so focused on it?"
Yanqing explained, "When I was appointed as the ringmaster for the Wardance, I asked the general: 'We Cloud Knights are supposed to charge into the fray and slay enemies. Why do we have to swing swords in a ring just to please an audience?' And this is how the general replied: 'To unsheathe your sword in a ring is no different than on the battlefield, as your sword reveals the might of all Cloud Knights.'"
Yanqing's voice held a note of pride. "The Wardance is the perfect chance to showcase martial virtue and forge alliances from all over the cosmos. When we unsheathe the sword without drawing blood, we not only display our might but also the martial virtue of the Cloud Knights."
Jiaoqiu, now intrigued, said, "That's quite an insightful statement, Yanqing. Well, my apologies for being so short-sighted. I've been on the Luofu for quite some time, but I haven't had the chance to see the ceremony venue for myself yet. Hearing you speak so highly of it has piqued my curiosity. Would you mind showing me around?"
Yanqing's eyes lit up. "You want to see the Skysplitter ship where the Wardance will be held? Let's go! I bet Yunli and Miss March haven't seen it either, right? Well then, I'll give you all a tour."
Jiaoqiu: "Surviving the battlefield reshapes all notions of worth. Be it integrity or treachery, in my eyes, their significance is negligible."
Yunli, curious, looked at Jiaoqiu with a hint of concern but decided to keep her thoughts to herself. She turned to you, her cat-like form now back to its original state after a brief transformation, and asked, "Can you believe it? March 7th has actually become a pretty decent swordmaster in such a short time. Now I understand why grandpa always had a grin on his face while training me."
You responded with a soft chuckle, "It's amazing what a bit of dedication and the right guidance can achieve. March 7th certainly has talent, and it seems like her training has paid off."
Yanqing, eager to move on, looked at the group and said, "Let's go. I'll give you a tour of the Skysplitter."
With a quick teleport, the group arrived at Stargazer Navalia.
Jiaoqiu, taking in the surroundings, remarked, "Looks like a lot of other visitors have also come to catch a glimpse of the Skysplitter."
Yanqing noticed Jiaoqiu's contemplative expression and asked, "What's up, Mr. Jiaoqiu?"
Jiaoqiu hesitated before replying, "No... it's nothing."
Yanqing pointed towards the airship in the distance. "Do you see that airship? That's the Skysplitter, the venue for the Wardance ceremony."
You glanced at the airship with a thoughtful expression and added, "It doesn't look all that impressive from this distance, but I'm sure it's something special up close."
Jiaoqiu's eyes followed the direction Yanqing pointed, and he nodded slightly. "Indeed. It may not seem like much now, but appearances can be deceiving."
Yanqing smiled, ready to lead the way. "Come on, let's get closer and see what all the fuss is about. You'll get a better view soon enough."
Jiaoqiu observed Yanqing with a thoughtful expression and remarked, "Oh, Yanqing, so young, yet so grown-up... By the way, how old are you exactly?"
Yanqing, not missing a beat, replied, "Age doesn't really matter. All swordmasters will understand how I feel."
Jiaoqiu nodded, taking in Yanqing's response. "Hmm... I get it. Looks like all the kids on the Luofu live tough lives. So, how about you, Miss Yunli?"
Yunli, slightly taken aback, responded with a touch of humor, "It's not polite to ask a girl her age, no matter which Xianzhou ship you're on."
You, who had been quietly observing the conversation, interjected softly, "Sometimes the journey is more important than the number of years, wouldn't you agree?"
Jiaoqiu, slightly amused, said, "I'm not asking your age! I'm asking if you have a dream like Yanqing has?"
Yunli, with a hint of playfulness, retorted, "You don't talk like a cook; you sound more like a TV host or something."
Jiaoqiu, slightly exasperated, clarified, "...Need I repeat myself again? I'm a healer."
Yunli sighed and shared her thoughts. "Well, I... I don't have a dream like Yanqing does. The only reason I'm participating in the Ringmaster's Challenge is because I made a promise to my grandfather that I'd win the precious sword he's contributed to the Wardance."
Yanqing smirked, "Sounds like that mind of yours is just filled with swords."
Yunli, with a serious tone, continued, "My... father... was a craftsman on the Xianzhou Zhuming. Because of his foolishness, many innocent people fell victim to the cursed swords he forged."
You, sensing Yunli's pain, reached out with a comforting presence. "It sounds like you've been through a lot, Yunli. Your resolve to protect others from harm is admirable."
Yunli looked at you with a soft smile. "Thank you. Since I was a kid, it's been clear to me that not everyone deserves to have a weapon in their hands. Giving them a sword is no different than being cruel to the innocent."
Jiaoqiu nodded thoughtfully. "So, whenever I come across someone unworthy of a sword, I can't help but want to take it away from them. Given that Yanqing is the Wardance ringmaster, I'm stepping up to challenge him, to ensure the precious sword doesn't fall into the hands of an unworthy master."
Yanqing, a bit defensive, asked, "Hey! What do you mean by 'an unworthy master'?"
Jiaoqiu glanced at you and then back at Yanqing. "I see. It's not easy for kids on the Zhuming either. Well, it's better to have a reason for wielding a sword than to be lost and confused. I've saved countless Cloud Knights in my life, and there are plenty of exceptional warriors just like the two... of you..."
Yanqing noticed Jiaoqiu's sudden shift in demeanor and asked, "What happened, Mr. Jiaoqiu?"
Jiaoqiu shook his head, as if clearing his thoughts. "...Oh, nothing. I was just reminded of some old friends and old tales."
Turning his attention back to Yanqing and Yunli, Jiaoqiu continued, "Judging from my professional perspective as a healer, both of you possess remarkable vitality; your energies flow like raging fires and mighty gales. The upcoming fight... will definitely be impressive."
You smiled gently, adding, "I'm sure both of you will give an incredible performance. I look forward to seeing it."
Jiaoqiu glanced around at the Skysplitter and Stargazer Navalia. "Well, we've seen the Skysplitter and toured the Stargazer Navalia. I guess it's time to say goodbye for now."
March 7th, joining the conversation, said with a touch of disappointment, "What, you're leaving already? But you haven't asked me about my dreams! I've been working hard too, you know!"
Jiaoqiu, with a chuckle, replied, "It's getting late, Miss March. Unlike you lot, I'm a grown-up bound by responsibilities and duties. The tasks entrusted to me by the general won't complete themselves."
Jiaoqiu turned to Yanqing with a curious look. "By the way, Yanqing, is it normal to have so many people wandering around in an automated area like the Stargazer Navalia?"
Yanqing, with a knowing smile, answered, "...Actually, this is a restricted area, but since you're all guests, I made an exception so you could take a look around."
Jiaoqiu nodded, understanding. "I see. Well, I'll take my leave. I wish you both the best of luck in the ring tomorrow."
Jiaoqiu prepared to leave, you stood there, bowing with a quiet grace, your eyes betraying an emptiness that seemed to stretch endlessly. Each step you took felt heavier, like the weight of countless regrets was pulling you further into the abyss of despair. The world around you seemed to blur, the bustling Skysplitter and Stargazer Navalia fading into a distant haze.
You found yourself questioning, once again, why you should even continue. The internal struggle was consuming, gnawing at the edges of your sanity with every unanswered query. You walked alongside Jiaoqiu, your movements slow and deliberate, but the darkness within was encroaching, turning each step into a battle against overwhelming sorrow.
Suddenly, you felt a gentle touch on your arm. Startled, you looked up to see Jiaoqiu's hand resting there. His eyes, usually so calculating and reserved, were now filled with a deep, unexpected concern. For a moment, the world seemed to pause as you met his gaze, the anguish and helplessness reflected in your own.
In that brief silence, the walls you had so carefully constructed around your heart began to crumble. You felt a wave of vulnerability crashing over you. It was as if Jiaoqiu's touch had opened a floodgate of emotions that you had kept tightly controlled. Without thinking, you found yourself speaking, your voice trembling with the weight of your sorrow.
"I'm sorry," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry for everything... for ruining your life. I never meant for any of this to happen. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused."
The scene shifts to Jing Yuan in his private quarters, the flickering light of the lantern casting shadows on the walls. He sits at his desk, staring at a letter that has just been delivered. His usually composed demeanor is shattered as he reads, his hands trembling slightly. The contents of the letter unravel the painful truth he had been missing, connecting the dots between recent events and the anguish you have endured.
A single tear escapes his eye as he clenches his jaw, trying to hold back the wave of emotion. The realization hits him hard—he now understands the gravity of what you've been through and the mistakes that led to it. His heart aches with regret as he realizes how much he has misjudged the situation. Without uttering a word, he rises from his chair, determination and sorrow etched across his face. He knows he must see you again to offer his heartfelt apology.
Cut to the ancient seaside shore, where Feixiao stands with an air of quiet anticipation. Her eyes are sharp, but there's a subtle softness in her gaze as she awaits her guests. The scene shifts as Jing Yuan approaches, looking troubled but resolute.
Feixiao "I am glad to finally meet you in person. Guests from the Luofu, I presume?"
Jing Yuan"You're here about the Ambrosial Arbor's resurrection, no?"
Feixiao "Straight to the point. I like it."
Jing Yuan, barely able to mask his distress, takes a deep breath and asks: "One of the messengers... was his name Jiaoqiu? Did he marry the woman named Y/n? No need to worry, I know of her past. and why he might have married her.."
Feixiao's eyes widen with realization. She nods solemnly, understanding now that the pieces of the puzzle are falling into place. Her expression hardens slightly as she contemplates the gravity of the situation.
Feixiao "Yes, Jiaoqiu. He... accidentally married her to save Moze from dying."
Jing Yuan's face reflects a profound sadness as he absorbs this new information. He pulls out a letter from his coat and hands it to Feixiao. It's a letter that provides a detailed account of what ahppened
Jing Yuan: "We understood the history of her past wrong...then, She had every right to be rude towards me."
Feixiao looks down at the letter..
What!? Is Jiaoqiu planning ?!
Is that why..you acted so....mean..? To....Make feel a little better to kill you..?
Your soul has the power to heal...... 
He must have known about it...You also seemed to be aware...
yet
What is.....? Why are you so..? Kind...?
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copperbadge · 11 months ago
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I want to fuel your quest for brown cheese a little. Did you know we get special Christmas varieties in Norway?
The dark one is a very dark, almost burnt caramel with a smooth finish and hints of sourness. The lighter one is sweeter and has cardamom added to it. Also smooth, but drier. Both go extremely well with toasted raisin buns, but they're also good with butter on sourdough and other toothy breads. Add apple slices if you want contrast and crunch.
[photo id: Two brown cheeses in a plastic container, dark Bestemorost to the left, wrapped in blue, Julebrunost to the right, wrapped in red. A slice has been cut from the cheese to the left, with a Norwegian cheese slicer tool.]
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Ah man, I can't even get the blue wrapper cheese and you're getting seasonal variants! Also thank you very much for doing a photo ID. :D
There must be a cheese shop in Chicago that either stocks or would order gjetost or brunost or bestermorost (best name) or Julebrunost -- which, that's "Yule Brunost" yes? Like my figgy pudding Spam that I turned into a christmas ornament last year. I just need to find them. I was in Whole Foods on Saturday and looked in the cheese case but they only had the Ski Queen red package. :/
Okay. I made it a mission in Europe, I can make it a mission here. I'm adding it officially to the To Do list.
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beardedmrbean · 2 months ago
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A Canadian TikTok creator whose viral cucumber salad recipes have received millions of views and shares is being blamed for a shortage of the vegetable in Iceland, the BBC reported. 
TikTok creator Logan Moffitt, who shares videos with his 6 million followers under the username "@LogagM," started making cucumber salad content in July. 
He told Fox News Digital he suspects his videos are popular because they're "super-simple, easy-to-follow and fast recipes," he said via email. 
WOMAN MAKES SOURDOUGH BREAD MID-FLIGHT IN VIRAL TIKTOK VIDEO: SEE IT
His recipes mainly follow the same basic steps. Moffitt holds a cucumber to the camera and says, "Sometimes you need to eat an entire cucumber. Let me show you the best way to do it." He then slices the cucumber into a deli container, using a mandoline slicer. 
In some videos, Moffitt references the "demure" TikTok trend and reminds viewers to "be mindful" of their mandolines. 
Moffitt, who is in his 20s, then inserts various ingredients into the deli container before closing it and shaking it. The videos end with him taking a bite of his salad. 
Moffitt told Fox News Digital he'd been making cucumber salads for a while, but "just recently started posting them" in an attempt to experiment with different types of content.
They're seasonal, too, as summer is "the perfect time to have some cucumber salad," he noted. 
While many of his cucumber salad variations are inspired by Asian foods, Moffitt said he's been inspired to transform other foods into salads, too. 
"I usually think of ideas for the salads from pre-existing food: jalapeño popper cucumbers, chipotle cucumbers, sushi cucumbers," he said. 
His favorite, he added, is the "salmon cream cheese" cucumber. 
One variation of that recipe has received more than 32 million views on TikTok in the month since it was posted.
Rather than use specific recipes and ingredient amounts, Moffitt relies on his cooking experience to craft his salads. 
"I think through a lot of practice and time spent in the kitchen you grow to learn what quantities are important for your own taste," he said.
He said that he "cooked dinner every day for my family and watched a lot of YouTube chefs throughout my childhood." 
For Moffitt, "focusing on your taste, rather than an exact recipe, makes cooking super fun." 
Said one TikTok user in response to Moffitt's "salmon bagel cucumber" recipe, "You've somehow romanticized cucumbers and I love that for you."
"I don't even like cucumbers but still find myself watching the whole video every time," said another TikTok user.
The popular recipes are partly to blame for a shortage of cucumbers in Iceland, the BBC reported in late August. 
The Horticulturists' Sales Company (SFG), Iceland's farmers' association, told the BBC that there were shortages of the vegetable and that farmers "have been unable to keep up with spiraling demand" for cucumbers. 
One Icelandic supermarket chain told the BBC that cucumber sales had doubled since the salad recipes became popular. 
The sales of other ingredients used in Moffitt's recipes, including sesame oil and chili oil, have also increased, the BBC reported. 
The cucumber shortages in Iceland should resolve themselves before too long, the BBC also noted.
Kristín Linda Sveinsdóttir, who works in marketing for the SFG, told the BBC that the viral cucumber salad trend came at the same time that many farmers are not producing large amounts of cucumbers. 
"Everything is happening at the same time," Sveinsdóttir told the BBC. "This is the first time we have experienced something like this." 
There likely would not have been a shortage had the cucumber salad TikTok recipes gained popularity earlier in the summer, Sveinsdóttir told the BBC. 
Moffitt himself posted about the shortages in an Aug. 26 TikTok video.
"A lot of you guys have been asking me how many cucumbers I buy in a week, so let's count them out," he said in a video captioned, "Cucumber haul!"
In the video, Moffitt revealed that he had purchased 17 cucumbers that week.
"Seventeen cucumbers," he said, holding the vegetables.
"This is why there's no cucumbers left in Iceland. I bought them all," he joked. ____________
that's a good way to get people to eat their veggies, now if they can get enough cukes to them to keep the salads going.
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simslegacy5083 · 1 month ago
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Today's (10/8/2024) Episode: Lunch With Gramps
“Ho, ho, ho, Happy Winterfest!” Gilbert said as they arrived. “Oh my, look at how big my little buddy is getting. “I hope you guys are ready to work for your supper! I bought all the fixin’s, but I always say the best meals are those you make together as a family.”
“Can I help?” Skye piped up, looking curiously around his grandfather’s cozy ranch home from his new, higher vantage point.
“Sure!” Gilbert replied, “There’s lots of potatoes that need a good scrubbing, and I’ve got a nifty slicer you can crank afterward to chop them up.”
“You three have fun.” Noemi told them “I’m going to bring Roach out back to the stables and get him ready to show off.”
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Skye quickly got bored with washing and slicing potatoes with grandpa’s suspiciously new plastic gadget, but no-one complained when he switched to “documenting” the process with his camera and providing “expert advice” on spicing the dishes just right.
Out back Noemi was happily cleaning her four-legged friend’s hooves and brushing his coat to a glossy shine. “Are you ready for your first big competition?” she asked him. Roach whinnied, which Noemi took to mean he was just as excited as she was to compete in the local show!
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The sound of the dinner bell called Noemi back in. “It looks amazing” she told them “Was it fun helping out Skye?” He smiled as she ruffled his hair.
“He did a great job” Gilbert replied, “and that hubby of yours isn’t too shabby either!”
“I think I’m beginning to understand what my dads saw in this whole cooking business” Luigi told them, “Though you’ll get to sample my true specialty with dessert. I’ve created a holiday mocktail I think you’re going to love. Now come on, grab a plate before it gets cold!”
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Before dinner, Skye’s grandpa pulled him aside. “You have Winterfest gifts to open after we eat, but this is a little something just for your birthday.”
Skye’s eyes lit up as he opened the box to find a child’s violin resting inside. “Thanks grandpa! I’m going to practice really hard, and once I get good enough maybe I can record myself playing on Yoshi! Can you help me with that dad??”
“Sure” Luigi called over his shoulder “Music was never my thing, but your Grandpa Peachy liked guitar. Maybe you two can film a duet sometime!”
“Someone wants to follow in his daddy’s footsteps I think” Noemi whispered, chuckling as Skye and Gilbert came to join them at the table.
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“Well, that was delicious, if I do say so myself” Luigi sighed with pleasure as he pushed his empty plate away and patted his distended stomach “I wish I could still celebrate the holidays with a Grand Breakfast like I used to, stupid diabetes, but this ham dinner is the next best thing!”
“So, Skye, are you ready to open some presents while we let this delicious food digest and make a little room for dessert?” his grandfather asked him.
Skye nodded but pulled his mom aside as they all headed into the living room. “My tummy hurts. Will grandpa be mad if I skip dessert?”
 “Of course not, sweetie” she replied, “but I’ll tell him you’re not hungry if you don’t want to.” Skye gave her a hug, nodding into her sweater.
During the gift exchange it was Luigi who pulled out his phone to capture some memories “Remember Skye” he told his boy “every photographer needs to spend some time in front of the camera as well as behind it, so they remain a part of the stories they’re recording. Say Freezer Bunny!”
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After dessert everyone headed downtown to the exhibition center, where Shannon was waiting for them. “Are you ready to show off your new stallion?” Noemi’s mother asked. “It's been ages since I got to cheer you on, and I can’t wait to point you out to all my neighbors.”
With everyone saying their hellos no one was paying attention to little Skye, who was suddenly finding it very hard to breathe in the chill, dusty, air.
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While Noemi and her parents went to give Roach one last check before heading into the center for the competition Skye tugged on his dad’s sleeve to get his attention. “What’s wrong champ?” Luigi asked with concern, seeing the tears standing in the corner of his boys' eyes.
“Its so cold out here! When we teleported in, I, I couldn’t breathe!” he sniffled “and now my chest hurts.”
Luigi bent down to wrap him in a hug “Can you breathe now?” Skye nodded “Well good. I promise its nice and warm inside the center; and I’ll tell you a little secret… I never liked cold weather either. That’s why we live on a tropical island. Let’s get out of this chilly air.”
“Hey honey!” he called out “Skye and I are freezing our tushies off! Let’s go! Last one inside is a rotten egg!”
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“Congratulations mom!” Skye cried as they exited the center a few hours later. “You and Roach did good girl!” Gilbert agreed “A silver medal on your first event together.” He wrapped a companionable arm around Shannon. “It’s the kind of victory you always wrote stories about as a little girl.”
“Thanks” Noemi replied, standing up and patting her faithful steed on the head “I couldn’t have done it without this fine fellow. How about you, Skye, would you like to try riding Roach?” At her son’s panicked look, she tempered “… or maybe when you’re a bit older?”
Skye’s nodded solemnly. “Yeah, later. Roach is awfully big. For now, I’d rather just take pictures of you riding him for my simstagram account.”
Luigi walked up to the cozy family scene, waving goodbye to the fans that had distracted him. “It's been grand” he told his in-laws before turning towards Noemi “all right, are we ready to go see Scott and mom now?”
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View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here
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The arrival of the Great Tree Moon heralds the new year, and with it farewells and welcomes as graduating students' dormitories are now filled in with new ones. Wherever you look, the halls of Garreg Mach are bustling, and the spring season's blooming flowers signal a hope for prosperous new beginnings. The past year had finished in peace, and those who come to make their first visit to the Goddess pray such tranquility continues. As the calendar swaps out from one year to the next, how will you come to be in these coming seasons? Shall you shift with the passage of time or shall you find yourself standing perfectly still, the same as you were in the time leading up until now?
No matter what life throws at you, you do not walk it alone. Do say hello to the faces that surround you, new and old, in preparation for the unpredictable future before you, won't you?
The monastery halls are bustling with fervor as both new blood and the old guard prepare for the challenges to come.
Mission: Prepare for the Academic Year!
Welcome back, everyone. The mission board for the next two months will be a special Anniversary mission board open to everyone regardless of affiliation, with tasks created by you! What’s more, each task will grant a skill point. 4 more tasks will be added in October, so stay tuned!
Mission Task Board
Students in the cafeteria have decided to make a game of eating their fruits and veggies—which is to say, instead of simply eating their food as a cooked ingredient or a snack between classes, many of them have decided to make it a game! Inspired by the ninja of Hoshido, it is called: Produce Slicer! Students compete to slice the most food in just a minute, earning bragging rights for being the top scorer. The staff don’t seem to be too fond of all the mess though—are you on the side of the game or the dining hall staff who have to clean up afterwards? [Grants Sword +1]
It appears a group of monster hunters is visiting Garreg Mach, known for their unconventional use of glaives that utilize secondary automatons to control the battlefield. With dozens of heads on their walls, the group has invited those at the monastery to join them on a hunt. But, why is it that this creature seems to have a consciousness that rivals that of yours? And why is it pleading for you to help it? [Grants Lance +1]
As the chill leaves Fódlan with the coming of spring, in comes the prime time for flower viewing. A nearby town boasting of their beautiful blooms subsequently finds itself in a pickle: namely, it has been discovered that these trees are highly invasive, and the order has gone out for them to be cut down immediately. Are you here to catch a glimpse of something you may never see again, or have you been sent to get to work? [Grants Axe +1]
You've heard it here first, folks: time to show which house is the best. Sign up here and show pride in your class by picking up your very own paint-filled arrows! Who can paint the monastery in their glorious house colors before the twelve hours are up (or the administration shuts it down)? The rules are up in the air, but one thing is clear: color your opponents in your paint and earn extra points for each building that is defaced in the name of school pride! [Grants Bow +1]
Guess what? It’s bandits! Standard routine at this point, right? No problem, you and your squad grab your trusty weapons and head off to put a stop to their crimes… except the villains evidently came more prepared than you, and the next thing you know, your equipment is all gone! It looks like you guys may have gotten a bit too complacent. Only one way to get out of this in one piece - in the absence of your sword and spear, your fists must be enough. [Grants Gauntlet +1]
A noblewoman from Adrestia is pleading that you rescue her wife, who she claims hasn’t aged a day in nearly a decade and is not the person she fell in love with. She believes dark magic is at work and the portrait painted of her wife has the woman’s soul sealed inside, which seems to only grow more and more grotesque with each passing day. [Grants Reason +1]
Studies at the academy are all about preparing oneself for the future, and this consideration has led to an exercise on…parenting! A lucky few students and professors have been chosen to raise awareness for a monumental new program. Assigned with caring for a magically powered doll that requires rocking, reassuring, and cosseting (that will totally not scream and cry at set intervals through the night) what will you and your aptly dubbed ‘partner’ do to meet the challenge? Or will mommy and daddy fumble the diaper bag completely? [Grants Faith +1]
Welcome to Sir Donald's, where the customer is always right, and it is YOUR very first day on the job! At Sir Donald's, we pride ourselves on providing our busy customers with food that they can easily take on the go, and it is up to YOU the precious employee to provide them that quick service they need. We understand that this may be a tad difficult with our recent severe understaffing problems, but in this fast-paced environment, we believe in our employees' ability to rise to these kinds of challenges and soar above them! (OR ELSE) [Grants Authority +1]
You wouldn't have expected snow so late in the year, but on a journey out it began to kick up a storm and now you're trapped on a mountain trail during a blizzard! Thankfully, there's someone else with you, and you quickly manage to build a shelter to ride out the storm overnight before picking up your journey home in the morning. But...uh-oh...it seems that when you packed, you had warmer temperatures in mind, because there's only one blanket! Are you too proud to ask to share, or are you the stingy type that wants to keep the warmth all to yourself? [Grants +1 Heavy Armor +1]
The arrival of spring brings with it new life and new opportunities: the time has come for the Academy to proudly welcome their first litters of wolf pups! Though currently they are little more than clumsy whimpering balls of fluff, they will one day serve as mounts for the new generation of Wolf Knights. Their health must be maintained, their condition perfect, and their first manners taught as soon as possible. Offer your time and attention to the task… or just play with cute puppies when the Knights aren’t looking. [Grants Riding +1]
One can be an accident, two an unlucky coincidence - but when a third pegasus returns to the monastery with arrow wounds in its legs, it becomes clear that someone is targeting the monastery patrols on purpose. The time has come to launch an investigation, find the troublemaker and make them stop. Unfortunately, it looks like they're crafty and well-hidden, not attracted by any other distraction. You and your trusty flying partner may have no choice but to use yourselves as bait. [Grants Flying +1]
A new attraction has cropped up on the scene called a ‘maid cafe’ and attention for its eccentric details has been rising! Cute faces adorned with frilly dresses and cat eared headbands serve various menu items to the populace, but many attendees have come instead for the opportunity to be surrounded by so many concentrated sources of cuteness at once. What’s more: the cafe is hiring part timers! Will you come to check it out and poke fun at your hired acquaintances? Or participate in the modish experience yourself? Whether your aim is blackmail or sincere interest, the Garreg Mach Maid Cafe is waiting! [Grants Any Skill +1]
NEW! Among the most recent shipment of new staves for the monastery were a few suspicious items of unknown origin that no one here recalls ordering. Worse still, the last three or four attempts to figure out how to use them have all resulted in random bursts of violence, including one full-blown fistfight and one spontaneous chair-throwing competition. That’s right - the time has come for the Academy to learn the power of the Berserk staff, whether they are ready or not! Your assistance is invaluable, be it in providing information about this sinister item or breaking up the next fight that ensues as the terrified monks attempt to master its power. [Grants Faith +1]
NEW! A new establishment has popped up just outside the monastery grounds, run by a mysterious proprietor. What is it in the business of? Encouraging team-building and leadership skills through cooperation! And how do they do that? Lock you in a room and force you to use your combined wit to escape! Rumor has it that some of the puzzles you will be confronted with are brain-bendingly difficult… but surely you can escape a room, can’t you? No brute force allowed! [Grants Authority +1]
NEW! An inventor from distant lands shows up one day, claiming to have created the ultimate extreme sport: sky-diving! Get on the winged mount of your choice, soar high in the air, and jump off. But don’t worry about becoming a pancake! The inventor has something called a “parachute” which, when released, will provide you a way to float safely to the ground, or if you’re daring, your mount’s back after a few tricks. The academy sees great potential in this to aid new and old fliers alike on how to manage being knocked off your mount–will you partake in this daring exercise? [Grants Flying+1]
NEW! It happened out of the blue one morning: a huge gaggle of young children toddling all over the Monastery! It doesn’t take long for someone to fill you in on the nitty gritty: that these are indeed the same students and staff everyone knows, and no they don’t know how this happened to make them like this. All that matters for now is that there are way too many children to watch over until this wears off and not enough hands left. Are you one of the lone adults left battling exhaustion and tantrums, or are you one of the children wondering why the grown-up looks about ready to cry? [Grants Any Skill +1]
Frequently Asked Questions
These aren’t the only threads I can do, right?
Of course not! These are just prompts to help give some ideas of possibilities. You’re always free and encouraged to make up your own threads.
How do I claim the skill points?
In order to qualify for the skill point, the thread must clearly allude to the listed task and preferably feature the task being completed. However, you can still claim the skill point if your characters narratively fail. You do not need to message the masterlist to claim your skill point.
Can I only do one task?
Nope, you can do as many as you’d like with as many different partners as you’d like! You can do the same task with more than one person! However, you can only claim any skill points once. Remember to use (and track!) the #toa open tag for any open threads, and you can also post a link to your open thread on the appropriate Discord channel! If you have any other questions or concerns, shoot us a message through the masterlist or on Discord!
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pyrepostings · 6 months ago
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workplace whump: restaurants
regularly using sharp knives means sooner or later you're going to draw your own blood
Dull knives can also hurt you and worse (take care of your knives)
Ticket stabbers are sharp and a real pain in the hand to slam your hand onto
Some of the worst kitchen injures I see online and in person come from mandolin slicers (likely because the blade never gets sharpened properly)
Regularly using fire means sooner or later you're going to burn yourself
Burning yourself through a wet spot on the towel you grab a pan from the oven with
Grabbing a metal bowl that was left on the flat top that you didn't know was on the flat top with full force and dropping the bowl full of food on the ground and also burning your hand in the process
Hot oil splashing at your face
Dipping your entire hand into the hot fryer (I don't know how this guy has survived till now either but he did do it a second time apparently. Coworkers that should get their own whump prompt post)
Standing all day
Hot as fuck kitchen with minimal air circulation meaning the entire room is hot and humid and you have to wear long black pants, black sleeved shirt, and a hat (Healthcode+dress code)
Exhaustion. Imagine working 10+ hours 5 days a week and then on Sunday being required to work a double on your day off cutting your weekend in half and the one remaining day being spent at your parents house to spend mother's day (because you weren't there yesterday. Because mothers day is a restraunt holiday. Which means you work more not less) so good luck finding time to relax or get chores done before jumping in to another busy week.
Finding things you didn't know could break skin: tin foil seal edges of oil bottles. Edges of sufficiently fucked up cambros that should have been replaced a year ago. Freezer doors where the plastic has chipped off.
Hungry. Stealing food. Figuring out what food is safe to steal. Never eating more than a mouthful at a time. Chef gives you a mistakenly made side Mac and cheese. It's slightly cold but it's the best thing you've ever tasted. By the time you can actually finish it, it's been stone cold for three hours (deluge of tickets ringing in)
Banging your head on the pots and pans hanging up by the sinks.
Shucking oysters means shucking your own hand on occasion (record here is needing 7 stitches I think) don't be stupid with a shucker it's sharper than it looks.
Contracting something from sticking your hand in the dirty silverware bucket.
Stabbing yourself by sticking your hand in the dirty silverware bucket.
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hatchan · 15 days ago
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Memories of being 11 in 2007
becoming grotesquely self-aware of my physical body
acne started and I didn't understand it
pretty much from day 1, pimple 1, I was popping them to just get rid of it, get it out get it out get it out. I'd wash my face with water afterwards but it took me a while to realize that that didn't make my face perfectly clear again. in fact that was probably making it all worse and I'm still a compulsive popper at 30! lol! lmao! lmfao!!!!!!!
hair started growing places and it felt weird and gross and I felt always weird and gross
and wow now I'm bleeding from my nether regions. this is horrible and weird and gross and I just have to DEAL WITH IT???????? started like a week after I turned 11 too
my 11th birthday was at a stable. my parents arranged for my friends and I to ride and hang out with horses and have some pizza and cake. it was fucking awesome. I love horses. that birthday party was probably the highlight of the year for me lmfao being 11 is a difficult ass year
had braces put on me. that shit HURT
went 24+ hours without consuming food upon getting braces. mouth hurty too much, I remember the pain of trying to crunch a potato chip. big fat NOPE
I was angsty as HELL but also, looking back, justified as hell
to try to make myself feel better about how I looked, you know, because the braces and pimples are plummetting my self-esteem and I've become aware of the fact that I exist to other people very recently, I opted to get my hair cut short. MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE EVEN WORSE
it was fun getting to choose different colors for my braces every month. it was my way of "making the best of it" and getting some choice in the whole thing. I don't remember being asked if I wanted braces (its possible I was asked, but I don't remember). I remember it being a "Ya you need braces, here's how its gonna work, let's go" kind of vibe
the KFC popcorn chicken/mashed potato bowlwas my special treat for after appointments. before I stopped eating meat when I turned 12
I noticed that distressed jeans were becoming popular, so I took a pair of scissors to one of my existing jeans. I was gonna get on the trend with holes in my jeans, see. snip-snapped a bunch of holes in my jeans, see. random holes everywhere, see. like on the hips and legs and knees and everywhere, see. I think that's when I mom knew she was in trouble
oh man. I was horrible to my parents.
I was so mad at myself and my circumstances and my unwanted changes and the more awareness I was getting of the world made the world seem like a more-bad-than-good place, and I took it out on my parents a lot.
I found a card in a stationary store that says "I'm sorry for what I said when I was a teenager" and I need to send that to every relative I have
but being 11 is also when I watched anime for the first time. that is, I was on a flight (red eye, overnight) and couldn't sleep so I was flipping through the tv channels on the airplane seat. it was midnight or so EST, but why was there a cartoon playing? I always loved cartoons/animations, so I was down to watch it, but the first thirty seconds of it the dialogue was something like "He's going to kill me.... I'm loosing so.... much... blood!" and it was a fight scene and so MY fight or flight, sheltered child instinct kicked in and I went OH NO THIS IS A GROWNUP CARTOON I SHOULDN'T BE WATCHING THIS ITS VIOLENT AND RATED R!!!!!
it was Fullmetal Alchemist. Edward Elric was fighting the suit of armor that is the Slicer brothers in one body.
later that year, I was similarly flipping through the channels, landed on a scene from Inuyasha (of people talking), but the channel name on the bottom was Adult Swim so I again went OH NOO I CANT SEE THIS IM NOT AN ADULT
I was totally cool with reading about violent acts, that's when I first got into mystery thrillers and serial killer biographies.
my parents started getting grey hair that year.
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in-need-of-gally-content · 1 year ago
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|Chapter•Sixteen|
•|Masterlist|•
"Alright, you guys ready?"
(M/n) and Mikah nodded, facing each other and ready to go at it. Gally smirked and tilted his head, stepping out of the fight circle, his eyes filled with amusement as he stared at them.
"Then... Fight!" With cheering going on in the background, they both charged at each other, laughing as they tripped and pushed each other, trying their best to win. Gally crossed his arms and observed in silence, while the rest of the guys around hyped them up.
He had been monitoring the fights (M/n) had with the Builders, and of course, he was being fair, he gave advice to either of the fighters, telling them what to do and what to avoid. They had been going at it since late afternoon, rushing their tasks as quickly as they could, just so incredibly hyped and excited to help (M/n) beat Stan's ass.
That, and it has been a while since a fighting circle was made outside the typical bonfires they had, so the expectation was high.
"Damn, you're tough," Mikah mumbled to (M/n) as he stood up after tripping over his own feet, but managing to not fall out of the circle. (M/n) smiled at that, and shrugged.
"I learned from the best," Gally felt his body warming up, and he made brief eye contact with (M/n)'s (e/c) eyes, who winked his way.
No one said anything about it, but they did notice the interaction they had, sparing glances amongst themselves, having a whole conversation through their eyes, but everyone continued cheering the fight as it dragged on.
All the noise caught the attention of a few Gladers walking near the place, and they would either walk away or approach someone to ask what was going on, "We're helping (M/n) get ready for his fight with Stan!" They would cheerfully answer, receiving raised eyebrows in surprise.
Many of them were skeptical about the whole "fight ordeal" and were pretty sure a girl had no chance against someone like Stan, but seeing them fighting Glader after Glader made them feel like they underestimated how strong (M/n) really was. And this made more of them gather around, wanting to watch or even participate, but the sun had started to set, so they really didn't have many options other than to leave it for tomorrow.
Now, Brick-nicks, Slicers, and a few Runners had heard of this "tournament" Gally and (M/n) were doing to get the latter ready, and they asked to join, receiving an affirmative answer from both of them.
Of course, with all of this situation going on, someone had to inform Alby about what was actively going on in the Glade, that someone was Fry, who was still worried about the outcome of this fight, but even if neither of them were happy about it, both sides -(M/n) and Stan- had agreed to it, so Alby had no voice over the matter now, even as the Leader.
While enjoying their dinner between laughs, Gally made sure to explain to (M/n) and everyone around the rules, which were similar to the original ones, but a little bit different.
"If (M/n) pushes you out the circle within five minutes, he wins, but if he doesn't, you win," He told to them, and (M/n) nodded, getting more food in his mouth.
"He has won 9 fights out of 10 so far," Doug added, an impressed and proud look on his face, while those that hadn't been around to witness it frowned, asking who beat (M/n).
"Gally," (M/n) muttered while still having his mouth full, making a few grimaces while others chuckled at his manners, "I'll win someday... Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but I will," he locked eyes with Gally, who had a smirk on his face, glee showing on his face, "Mark my words, big guy."
Dinner continued for another while, deciding to simply chill and talk with each other, a few of them making up tactics that could work against (M/n), using his weak spots to their advantage, and of course, (M/n) was planning how to counteract those tactics in his brain.
He had a feeling the next few days were gonna go by exactly the same, or they pretty much will.
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The next day was a little busier, they had work to do when something broke and they had to completely replace it rather than fix it, even so, they fought between breaks, at least a few fights until they were done with work, the guys who had already lost taking care of building while the others waited their turn.
Gally was a little stressed having to supervise the fights and the Builders, but Alec had taken his place as the "referee" while he was away.
It was fun, even if not much happened. Unaware of how Jason and Zachary had been spying on them, before tailing back to Stan to tell him what was happening regarding his "rival".
And being around so many guys, specifically Gally, meant that Lucas wasn't around to bother him, just... Staring from a safe distance, always making sure he didn't lock eyes with Gally, who would rather watch (M/n) having fun and hearing his happy laugh over getting his mood soured by a dude who couldn't take a hint.
And, like the previous night, the day ended with more talking, planning tactics, and jokes.
The afternoon and evening of the next day went pretty much the same, this time adding the sounds of the Sloppers hyping Stan up as he also did his own "fights". He was fighting the skinniest and lightest guy in the Glade, who was poor Ty, another Slopper.
They didn't try to fight in a secluded area like (M/n) and the Builders did, they were fighting out in the open, in the actual fight circle where everyone could see them. Worse was that Stan was pretty proud of his strength at being able to throw the smaller guy around as he pleased. Even Lucas got dragged into it, and (M/n) enjoyed watching them, amusement shining in his eyes as he observed Stan struggle against the greenie, who was putting up a fight against the guy that had become officially his Keeper.
Yeah, Lucas wasn't good at anything, so it was fair he would be put there.
As he watched, he couldn't help but frown at the realization that Stan might as well not be taking their upcoming fight seriously, he felt as if the Keeper was mocking him, in a way. Even so, (M/n) was taking it seriously, and that's all he needed really.
But he wasn't gonna waste his deserved break just watching Stan make himself look better, he rolled his eyes and made his way back to the treehouse. Pretty much everyone was lying around on the dirt, most of them in complete silence but others, like Doug and Lee, who were messing around, chuckling to themselves.
(M/n) smiled and shook his head, quickly realizing Gally hadn't come back yet, having muttered something about getting his sketchbook, before making his way up the ladder and going inside to fetch a book. He sat on the balcony, his legs propped on one of the steps as he opened the book, resuming his reading session.
Less than five minutes had gone by when Gally showed up, his eyes landing on (M/n) as he quietly read to himself, a focused yet relaxed expression on his face, the occasional hint of a smile pulling his lips. He got closer, slowly, so as to not distract him, and he heard the faint sound of him humming the lyrics of a song.
Something in Gally's mind clicked, having some sort of déjà vú, as if he had already lived something similar to this or, more specifically, already heard the song, listening to the few lyrics (M/n) would mumble to himself. He didn't know where he heard those lyrics before, but he didn't really care, he had an idea in mind he needed to draw now.
He got on a comfortable position against a nearby tree, having a good view of (M/n) from his spot on the ground, and he got lost in his drawing as if he were trapped in a trance. His drawing turned out to be a mixture of his reality and his imagination, or more so, like the images his foggy memory showed to him.
There was something about these dandelions that he couldn't really understand, they always felt special to Gally in a weird yet comforting way, and he constantly wondered why. But now, observing the image of (M/n) he drew, sitting on a field of dandelions while reading and the wind flew his hair around, he could somehow put two and two together, but that didn't help to answer his wondering thoughts.
He just knew there was a reason why (M/n) and he felt so familiar, getting along so quickly and feeling comfortable around each other.
And why being around (M/n) made him feel safe.
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The dawn of a new day arrived at the Glade, slowly waking everybody up.
(M/n) yawned and stretched as he sat up, pulling the sheets aside and rubbing his face. Some light came through his slightly opened curtains and he sighed, remembering that the fight with Stan was that day.
He didn't like to admit it, but he had been questioning his decision to fight him ever since they argued that day, maybe a fight wasn't necessary and it definitely wasn't the best approach, but it was something he said in the heat of the moment, it'll be too late and cowardly of him to back away now.
And his friends were more hyped about the whole thing than he was, which was kind of funny.
He stood up and made his way out and down the ladder, gently petting Bark who stuck his snout out of his house and (M/n) continued making his way to the Homestead, wondering if there was any coffee left, worst case he'd ask for more next Box day.
He greeted Fry, John, and Jack as they cooked breakfast, a few guys were sitting around the living room, talking in a mumble or falling asleep on their seats, (M/n) smiled at them and made his way to the kitchen. Fortunately, there was some leftover coffee when he checked the bag, and he made himself a steaming cup of coffee.
(M/n) was standing outside the kitchen, by the door, holding the cup in his hands and gently blowing on it before taking a few careful sips, and his hearing picked up the distinctive sound of Gally's footsteps as he walked out of his room. He hid his smile behind the rim of the cup as he thought of how he was able to tell the footsteps belonged to Gally, not really finding it weird.
And there he was, Gally walked down the stairs while messing with his hair, yawning as he reached the bottom, his eyes were barely open, but he managed to see (M/n) standing there, watching him with a heavy stare, making him feel vulnerable.
"Morning," he placed his hand on (M/n)'s head, messing with his hair and chuckling at the sound of his groan.
"Sleep well, big guy?" Gally hummed in response, just a neutral sound that didn't say 'yes' or 'no', it was an 'I slept' hum.
Without saying anything else, (M/n) trailed behind Gally as he got his tray, a plate filled with breakfast and a cup of juice, before making his way to the usual table they sat at. There was a comfortable silence between them for a while, until the dining area began getting lively as more Gladers showed up, and now, their table was filled.
Kurt sat next to (M/n), a mischievous smile on his face, "I'm gonna beat you today, (M/n)," they chuckled at that but Gally perked up before the (h/c) haired male could retaliate.
"Oh, about that," they looked at their Keeper, who had managed to get the other guys' attention, "We'll let (M/n) rest today to get ready for tonight, so no fighting," Kurt whined but accepted, while (M/n) had a pout on his lips.
I wanted to play around with the others...
Gally had to take a deep breath and look away, otherwise he would've given in to (M/n)'s puppy eyes.
They continued eating breakfast for a while, and shortly after, when the food had sort of settled in their stomachs, they went to get the little work they had left to do. And soon enough, they were gathered around the Box, just playing and joking around while they waited for it to arrive.
Gally watched from his spot, a smile on his face as he heard (M/n)'s laughing mixed with the others.
"God... I can't breathe..." He mumbled between laughs, standing up from his place on the ground, "Well, I'll go take a walk around, see you guys in a bit!"
Complaint whines followed his words and (M/n) simply mocked them, shaking his head and heading into the Deadheads. He greeted Bark and made sure his bowls were full, which they were, so he didn't have to fill them again and he made his way past his treehouse, further into the forest.
He hadn't really explored the Deadheads besides that one time when he came across the graves, and he was enjoying the sun shining through the leaves and branches, recognizing and finding the exact spot where Gally did some of his drawings. He wondered if there was a reason Gally would seclude himself from the other guys in the Glade, and even though he had a slight idea, he'd rather not assume, so he let the thought slip by.
He was really tempted to go back and get his Polaroid just to take pictures of the place, even if it was only trees and bushes around, it was beautiful in its own way.
With his mind busy as he contemplated his surroundings, he didn't realize the group of Gladers sneaking up on him.
The next thing (M/n) knew was that his body jerked violently as he was pushed against a tree, losing his balance and falling face down to the dirt. He coughed and gasped for air, his arms trembling as he tried to pick himself up, but a hard kick to his ribs made his hold falter, followed by the pressure of someone's foot pressing to his back, keeping him pinned to the ground.
He didn't know what was happening, he had probably hit his head against the tree because he was dizzy and disoriented, his hearing sounded as if he was underwater, and he was wondering what the shuck was going on.
"You sure about this, man?" The shaky voice of a guy asked, followed by a scoff.
"If you're gonna be a pussy then you can leave," (M/n) couldn't recognize any of the voices, so he tried to look at them and see who they were, but he was greeted with another kick to his torso, knocking the air out of his lungs, making him cough.
After that, silence engulfed them, followed by more kicks and punches. However, this attack was previously planned, his aggressors were avoiding hitting him in places where the bruises would be visible. They knew what they were doing.
He wanted to scream, he tried to, but his mouth was covered, a cold and sharp blade pressing on his neck, "Uh uh," was all the voice said, their warm breath hitting his ear and making his stomach churn. He could vomit right then and there. But he didn't.
(M/n) simply resigned himself to being beat up, taking short breaths as he kept his eyes closed and head covered, the dizzy feeling remained and clung to him.
But almost like a miracle, someone came by.
"(M/n)?"
Newt...? Newt!
He started squirming around, trying to get a kick to his aggressors, who groaned in pain and hit him harder, making him release a loud grunt, successfully getting Newt's attention, "(M/n)?!"
At the sound of an intruder, the guys around his beat-up form began scurrying away.
"Hey!" They made sure to keep their heads low as they ran through the dark parts of the Deadheads, avoiding Newt's vision as they ran away, "Shucking..."
"Newt..." He whispered weakly, struggling to sit up against the tree, and he watched with glossy eyes how the blond rushed to his side, cursing at the pain in his leg. Newt knelt next to him and helped him until he was sitting up, his back and head tilting back to rest on the tree behind him, groaning with every deep breath he took as he held his sides.
Newt didn't know what to do, (M/n) was badly beaten up and dirty, and he didn't have to ask to know what had happened, he had to get him to the med room and tell Alby what occurred so they could find the culprits. And tell Gally, who had asked him if he could go find (M/n) while he was busy with the Box
"Okay, uh... Wait here, I'll go get Gally-," Before he could stand up to leave, (M/n) held his wrist, tightly, preventing him from doing so, "(M/n), I have to tell them what happened-"
"No," he muttered, teeth gritted as he pushed himself to kneel on the dirt, "You can't tell... Anyone about this, Newt..."
The blond frowned, annoyed and confused at the way (M/n) was acting, "Listen, I don't know if you've realized, but you were used like a bloody sandbag less than five minutes ago," (M/n) didn't care, he pulled Newt closer to him, their faces inches away, trying to get his point across.
"You won't say anything about this, Newt," his eyes stared into Newt's, determined and sure of his words, "Promise me."
Newt huffed and tried to pull away from (M/n)'s grip, but it only tightened around his wrist, now hurting him. His frown deepened, his jaw clenched as he held a pained groan, maintaining eye contact with (M/n), who refused to give in.
In the end, Newt sighed, defeated "Fine, I won't tell anyone," (M/n) didn't back up, his grip loosened but he was still holding him, "You have my word, shank," after a couple of seconds went by, he was convinced that Newt wasn't gonna say anything or run away, and he let out a relieved sigh, groaning at the pull around his ribs, "Are you even in condition to fight tonight?"
Newt looked at him, worried about his current situation, but (M/n) shrugged and slowly started getting up on his feet, "Yes, of course," he responded in a breathy voice, and Newt let out a deep sigh, messing with his blond hair in frustration. He obviously wouldn't be able to withstand the fight, and yet, he was so prideful and stubborn to back off.
He stood up as well, observing (M/n) with his hands on his hips, silently judging his decisions, "Well... Gally told me to come get you, so let's go," grunting with every step, (M/n) followed Newt, trying to rub off some of the dirt sticking to his hands and face, something Newt realized, "Hold on, let me help you," he pulled the sleeve of his shirt down and held it, using it to wipe (M/n)'s face.
His expression relaxed and tears brimmed his eyes, "Thanks, Newt..." The blond was caught off guard, and he simply showed a weak smile.
"Yeah, well... There's some cream for those bruises in the med room, if you need it," (M/n) nodded and they soon continued walking, albeit a little slow since his ribs were hurting pretty bad.
By the time they appeared behind the trees, Gally was done unloading the Box and putting the supplies in their place, just a little worried about why Newt was taking so long to come back with (M/n), but there they were.
"There you are," he dropped his arm around (M/n)'s shoulder, who tried not to flinch at the pain and smiled at Gally, "Why are you so dirty?" He chuckled and reached his hand up to pull some grass out of his (h/c) hair.
"Oh, I was just playing with Bark," Newt was almost surprised at how well (M/n) was able to lie, a smile on his face and a chuckle escaping past his lips, but he saw how he shifted in place, his arm wrapped around his stomach and holding gently onto his side.
He couldn't handle watching Gally's behavior around (M/n), so he simply left without saying a word, and almost immediately making eye contact with Stan.
The Keeper of the Sloppers was surrounded by his friends, who were gossiping and laughing, while Stan had a victorious smile on his face.
Somehow, Newt wasn't surprised that he had pulled this whole stunt with (M/n), but he could only play with fire for so long before getting burnt.
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5ivebyfive · 1 year ago
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Trimberly's first year hosting Thanksgiving for @magicmumu2. (It's not my best work so I apologize.)
Kim watched Trini put the turkey in the oven while she sat on the counter stuffing homemade cinnamon rolls in her mouth. Trini closed the oven and turned to her and started to laugh. She walked up to Kim and swiped frosting from her cheek.
"What do we do now?" Kim asked through a mouthful.
"Wait," Trini said. "I'll start the pies in about an hour, and a few hours later I'll start the sides."
"So...why did I have to get up early with you?" Kim asked after swallowing and before shoving another big bite into her mouth.
"Because." Trini placed her hands on her girlfriend's knees. "If I have to wake up early, you do, too." Kim pouted.
"Why?"
"Because you love me. And because I'm making this whole meal by myself."
"You can trust me with something," Kim said.
"I don't think I can."
"Sure! What's easy?" Kim asked with excited eyes. Trini thought about it.
"Well, you want that canned cranberry crap, so you can dump it on a plate and slice it. Later."
"I will be the best slicer ever," Kim nodded firmly. Trini snorted with a smile.
"I'm sure."
"What can we do til then?" Kim asked honestly at first, but then her lips twisted into a playful smirk. Trini knew.
"Now?" Trini asked, running her hands up Kim's thighs.
"With you? Anytime," Kim said, putting her plate down to wrap her arms around Trini's neck. Trini laughed.
"What about your cinnamon rolls?"
"I already ate three," Kim said. "I'll eat the rest after." Trini shook her head, but leaned up and kissed Kim softly.
"Let's go, Princess."
"Yay!"
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Trini and Kim had moved into their house five months ago, and it was the first time they lived somewhere that they could have friends and family over for big meals. So they told their parents Thanksgiving would be at their house this year. They also invited Tommy and Zack, who had nowhere to be for the holiday. As well as Billy and his mom. And though all three mothers had offered to come over early to help cook, Trini declared she would do it all on her own. She knew she could, and she wanted to.
When they came back downstairs, Trini pulled out all of her ingredients for three pies. Pecan, pumpkin, and apple. While she set everything up, she could hear Kim in the living room searching for something to watch. Trini turned on some music, but not as loudly as she might usually listen, so that Kim could hear the TV. She had done most of the prep work for the pies the day before, so she really only had to put them together and put them in the oven. When she was done, she walked into the living room and sat beside Kim.
"What are we watching?" She asked.
"A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving of course!"
"You don't want to watch the parade?"
"Eh." Kim lifted a shoulder. "Parades are slow and boring."
Trini should have known. Kim watched A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving every year. She smiled and curled up against Kim to watch with her.
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"I'm hungry," Kim said, wandering into the kitchen. Trini looked over her shoulder to her.
"Well you'll have to wait for dinner," she said. "If you eat now you won't have room."
"Haaaave you met me?" Kim asked with a raised brow.
"I swear, if you don't eat tonight I'm moving out," Trini said, pointing.
"I will!" Kim bounced to the freezer and pulled out pizza rolls. She dumped a small pile onto a plate and popped them in the microwave. Trini said nothing about the amount of food Kim was about to eat.
"You'll also be banned from turkey next year," Trini warned. Kim rolled her eyes.
"Triiin, I'll be fine," she said. Trini raised her hand, giving up. If Kim wanted to risk spoiling her appetite, she would have to learn on her own.
Trini glanced at Kim shoving pizza rolls in her mouth and shook her head. She put her pies in the second oven, something she had demanded she had to have, and she was glad she had. She didn't know how she would make a whole feast without it. After putting the pies in she started on the sides. She heard Kim groan and looked over.
"I'm so full," Kim said.
"Did you just eat those in five minutes?" Trini asked.
"What?" Kim asked innocently.
"Why do I love you?"
"Because I'm hot and funny," Kim replied easily.
"I don't think you're as funny as you think you are."
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Everything came out beautifully and most of it was in the oven keeping warm. Trini was exhausted. But she still had guests to host. Kim had set the table and opened the bottles of wine to breathe. She came into the kitchen where Trini was already drinking a glass of wine.
"Should I do the cranberry sauce now?" Kim asked.
"Sure." Trini nodded. She picked up the can and handed it to Kim. "Think you got it covered?"
"Please," Kim said. "Piece of cake." She got out the can opener and started to open the can. She slid the jelly roll of sauce onto a plate that Trini handed her and picked up the knife. "Got this," she whispered to herself. Trini smiled. Kim started to cut the sauce in uneven pieces. Then she yelped.
"What?!" Trini asked.
"I cut myself," Kim pouted. She held up a bloody finger.
"Jesus, Kim." Trini grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Kim's hand and put pressure on it. "Your finger is still in one piece, right?"
"I think so," Kim said. She whimpered. Trini sighed and kissed her cheek.
"It's okay," she said. After a couple of minutes she opened the towel and pulled Kim to the sink. She ran it under warm water to wash the blood off and looked at it. "It's all still there. But I think you'll need more than a bandaid."
"Stitches?" Kim asked fearfully.
"Nah," Trini shook her head. "Not that bad. Come on. We gotta get changed anyway."
They went upstairs and Kim sat on the bed while Trini wrapped her finger with gauze and tape. She got Kim some ibuprofen for the pain. She left Kim to sit there for a bit while she put on nicer clothes than leggings and one of Kim's big t-shirts.
"Aw," Kim said.
"What?"
"I like when you wear leggings. Your ass looks great in them."
"Are you saying I don't look good now?" Trini asked.
"Hmm. Spin," Kim said. Trini rolled her eyes, but did. Trini wore black pants and a mustard colored sweater. "You look amazing, baby."
"Thank you."
.
Everyone had arrived and were seated around the table. They oohed and ahhed as Trini and Kim brought all the food to the table. They sat at either end of the table and Zack got up to carve to turkey. They all soon had their plates full. Trini didn't want to have everyone say what they were grateful for. She found it silly. They all knew they were thankful to be together.
"Thank you guys for comin'," Trini said. "Eat." She watched everyone begin to eat with pride. Then she noticed that Kim was shuffling her food around her plate, after taking one bite. She looked a little green. Trini raised a brow. "Kim?" She asked, knowingly. Kim looked up, ashamed.
"I ate a package of Oreos," she said guiltily.
"Are you full?" Trini asked. Kim looked like she didn't want to say it.
"I just need a second," Kim said. She looked down at her food.
"How are you full already?" Zack asked.
"Because she's been eating non-stop all day," Trini said. Zack laughed.
"Oh man, you're in trouble," he told Kim. Kim frowned.
"Please don't ban me from turkey next yea," she said.
"You agreed to it," Trini said, shrugging.
"I can eat! I can!" Kim lifted a forkful of turkey to her mouth. She held it there for a moment then put it in her mouth and chewed. "I'm gonna eat all of this," she said determinedly.
"Don't make yourself sick," said Trini.
"It'll pass and I'll be starving," Kim said.
"Okay..." Trini said.
When they were done eating, Kim was still very slowly working on her plate of food. She met Trini's eyes. "I'm not done."
"Okay," Trini said. She got up to start clearing the table. "You can't have dessert until you finish it though." Kim gritted her teeth and looked at her plate.
"I'll eat it," she said again. "Save me a slice of each pie. And the chocolate cake Mama Candace brought." Trini snorted.
"Okay."
An hour later everyone was in the living room with drinks, talking, and Kim was still at the table. She had finished her plate of food and was starting on the pie. Trini could see her from the living room.
"You okay, Princess?" She called. Kim burped loudly and long.
"Oh yeah," she said. "Got more room."
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