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random-fandom1984 · 10 months ago

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MASTER LIST

Request are open!

ALLOWED:

●Fluff ●Yandere ●Angst ●Crossovers ●Character x Reader ●Character x Character ●References to other fandoms ●Comfort ●Headcanons ●Reader/Character from one dimension/universe getting sent to a different one (tfp x tfa, trollhunters x zak storm, etc)

●others to be added

NOT ALLOWED:

●NSFW ●Pedophilia ●Incest ●Certain sensitive topics (rape, abuse, etc) ●Other's OC's (I don't have the confidence to do that)

I also have a master list of poems I'm making

Poems Master List

FANDOMS

Transformers

Tfa:

General: - Predacon! Reader in TFA

Optimus Prime - Wattpad Story: Deadly Voice - Yandere! TFP! & TFA! Optimus x Chubby! Gn Reader Ratchet Prowl Bumblebee Bulkhead Jazz Jettwins Ultra Magnus Megatron Starscream (+clones) Lugnut Blitzwing Blackarachnia/Elita-1 Grimlock Wreck-Gar Soundwave Longarm Prime/Shockwave - All It Takes Is A Potion to Show How Much I'm Obsessed With You Wasp/Waspinator

Tfp:

Optimus Prime - Yandere TFP! & TFA! Optimus x Chubby! Gn Reader Ratchet Arcee Cliffjumper Smokescreen Bumblebee - Bumblebee x SG! Cybertronian Reader Bulkhead Wheeljack Ultra Magnus Megatron - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Starscream - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Soundwave - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Shockwave - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Predaking - Decepticons Meets Sparklings 5t3v3(Steve) - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Knockout - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Breakdown - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Dreadwing - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Arachnid Unicron

Tfe

Optimus - Sparklings Megatron - Sparklings Bumblebee - Sparklings Elita-1 - Sparklings Soundwave - Sparklings Shockwave - Sparklings Tarantulas - Sparklings Terrans(PLATONIC ONLY) Swindle Starscream

Tfg1

Optimus Prime - Calling Optimus Prime Dad Prowl Jazz Bumblebee Ratchet Megatron Starscream Skywarp Thundercracker Reflector Soundwave - Soundwave x Cybertronian Reader Part 1 -Clinging to Sanity or Embrace the Fantasy (Yandere! Platonic! Soundwave + teenager! Reader) Shockwave Grimlock Unicron Other Autobots and Decepticons

Tfbw

Optimus Primal Rattrap Rhinox Cheetor -His Sea Goddess (Cheetor x Cybertronian Reader with an Octopus alt-mode) Dinobot Megatron Tarantulas Waspinator

Tfrid2015

Bumblebee Sideswipe Strongarm Fix-it Grimlock Drift Steeljaw Thunderhoof Fracture Underbite Saberhorn

TF1

Orion Pax/Optimus Prime D-16/Megatron B-127/Bumblebee Elita-1 Starscream Soundwave Shockwave Sentinel Prime

LEGO MONKIE KID

Mk Mei Red Son Jin & Yin Spider Queen Azure Lion Macaque Sun Wukong Nezha Syntax Huntsman Goliath (Strong Spider) Peng Lady Bone Demon Not Mayor

ZAK STORM

Zak Storm (PLATONIC ONLY) Cece Crogar Clovis (PLATONIC ONLY) Caramba (PLATONIC ONLY) Calabrass (PLATONIC ONLY) Golden Bones

Trollhunters/3Below/Wizards

Angor Rot Gunmar Bular Aaarrrgghh Blinky (Blinkous) Nomura Draal Krel Tarron & Aja Tarron (PLATONIC ONLY) Varvatos Tronos Madu Zadra Zeron Alpha Nari Skrael Bellroc

Cookie Run Kingdom

Gingerbrave (PLATONIC ONLY) Wizard Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY) Strawberry Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY) Custard Cookie Ⅲ (PLATONIC ONLY) Chili Pepper Cookie Licorice Cookie Poison Mushroom Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY) Dark Choco Cookie Red Velvet Cookie Pomegranate Cookie Dark Enchantress Cookie Pure Vanilla Cookie White Lily Cookie Hollyberry Cookie Golden Cheese Cookie Dark Cacao Cookie Princess Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY) Knight Cookie (PLANTONIC ONLY) Caramel Arrow Cookie Crunchy Chip Cookie Affogato Cookie Captain Caviar Cookie Black Pearl Cookie/White Pearl Cookie Shadow Milk Cookie Mystic Flour Cookie

Others to be added

Adventure Time: Fionna & Cake

Fionna Cake (PLATONIC ONLY) Gary Marshall Lee Scarab Prismo Simon (PLATONIC ONLY) Marceline (Vampireworld version) Bonnibell Bubblegum (Vampireworld version)

WHEN REQUESTING (More rules will be added later):

●Include the fact whether or not your request is platonic or romantic; If romantic, is Y/n or character in a relationship, and if not, who is the romantic interest(s)?

●Give me some of the plot of what you're thinking for your request. If you don't, and I don't know what you want it to be about, or I can't think of what to make up- Example:

Optimus x Reader. Angst. Reader is male.

I don't know what the plot should be, or what it should involve. Like, if it's good enough that I can think of what it could be, then yeah, sure, but that will be a rare chance with me. But if it's like this- Example:

Aaarrrgghh x Reader. Comfort. Basically, the reader has had a bad day at work/school, and the two of them just cuddle and enjoy the silence in each other's arms, slowly falling asleep.

Then I will be able to think of how it can go because you gave me what you want to include in your request, but now how, I will be able to get behind that.

● I can make the reader be based off of another character, like- Examples:

-Vox! Reader in Trollhunters

-Reader as Ratchet's little sister in Transformers: Generation 1

Anything! Whatever you want as long as it's allowed.

●If your request involves something that isn't allowed, then it will be ignored.

That's everything for now! Request away!

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kortsitron · 11 months ago

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Valentine's day

✮ PARING Spiderverse × Gender Neutral! Reader (separate)

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS fluff

✮ SUMMARY Spider's and the Valentine's day

✮ A/N apologies if it's mostly like the most common things (literally never been on a fucking date, someone take me out)

Miguel O'hara

𖹭 I can definitely see Miguel as someone who didn't have much time for any romance for a long while before you came along. So he's awkward, on the inside he's a little worried that he might screw this up

𖹭 He texts you to tell you to get ready for a specific hour and that he's hoping to pick you up. After that, he'll be waiting for you with a bouquet of red roses. You can tell he's a little nervous

𖹭 He's taking you to a fancy restaurant for a dinner. He still might be a little nervous, but soon relaxes because he's with you.

𖹭 Soon, Miguel is smiling, laughing and joking. Forgetting about the multivariate and enjoying his time with you

𖹭 Miles is little nervous, he wants it to be perfect. He prays for that and also the fact that he doesn't need to save the city that day. If he has to, most likely will babble to the villain about how their running the very special day for him and might scold them just a bit

Miles Morales (Earth-1610)

𖹭 You've been together for a while, but while getting ready he has some doubts. He's scared he might forget your favorite things. He's just being paranoid

𖹭 For sure his mom and dad helped him with deciding what to get for you. And in the end, Miles gives you the biggest teddy bear he could find. Cheesy? Maybe a bit. But seeing the smile on your face when he gives you that teddy bear makes his heart skip a beat

𖹭 Besides that, he's going with some sweets and chocolate for you

𖹭 Definitely asks his mom for advice. And does everything he can to make sure his uncle doesn't take him out on a mission. It's Valentine's day, he doesn't want to have anything on his mind other than you

Miles Morales (Earth-42)

𖹭 The city can be quite dangerous without Spider-man in the universe, so he doesn't want to go out even though there's so much you two could do

𖹭 After some thinking and wondering, he decided to take you to his place and make some valentine cake with you. It's not much but he still thought it would a nice activity for the those of you

𖹭 For some reason he thought wearing a black shirt while baking was a good idea. So yes, he is all covered in flour, not only his shirt but also his face. You can't stop giggling whenever you look at him

𖹭 Miles can't help while stare as you decorate the cake, seeing you focused gives him butterflies.

𖹭 When most of the time Hobie can found on protest or in the pub, you won't find him there that day. It's Valentine's day, he's not just gonna leave you alone on that day.

Hobie Brown

𖹭 He's not supportive of capitalism, so everything he gives you is handmade. For example, have you seen those cute diys on Instagram or Tiktok? You can expect something along those lines.

𖹭 That said, expect him to give you handmade bouquet of roses and some handmade cookies. They're a little messy, but still hella cute

𖹭 He doesn't really mind doing anything specific. If you wanna stay in bed and cuddle, he's in. Want a romantic dinner? Only at the local restaurant, so he can support the person, but still really into it! Anything you want, he's just happy to make his special person happy

𖹭 Pavitr asks you to be his Valentine's almost like a kid – with a handmade Valentine card

Pavitr Prabhakar

𖹭 He's a big ball of energy on the Valentine's day. He's just happy to spend this day with you!

𖹭 He's taking you out to the cinema, that's for sure, and then takes you home so you can eat a little romantic dinner.

𖹭 He got some cute little decorations, so the mood is even more romantic. So of them he made himself while others are store bought.

𖹭 He cooked it all by himself, with a little help from his auntie. He asked her for help because he wanted the food to be perfect. Besides, his aunt helped him also because she likes you.

𖹭 Instead of typical bouquet, Pavitr's gonna give you a bouquet made of sweets and jellies.

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ehatnow · 1 year ago

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Decided to a lil analysis on the Beast-Yeast map

So this is obviously Shadow Milk's boss fight area i guess. Also why is there a whole ass castle and town next to it?

Mystic Flour's area, duh. And a white dragon, kinda like the one from all the stories in the Dark Cacao Kingdom. Idk i wasnt really paying attention butttt

Then we have the black dragon and "the first nest." I do wonder if we'll meet these dragons. Maybe they have cookie forms and will be playable?

I dont like the "bottomless pits" like no thanks

Also i had to search up what kala namak is so i guess theres a salt water lake here to

Oh and Last Haven Mountain seems important.

Blah blah heres Burning Spice and Eternal Sugar's chill spots. Why spiders though??? And why is Sugar's place "forgotten?"

Cant put any more pictures in this post so just wanna quickly go over this one

Not only does it look like an oversized lab by cookie standards, but it's also called the "Island of Life??" Is this where the witches gather? Or maybe where the Fallen Heroes were baked?

Anyways thats everything bye

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #shadow milk cookie #burning spice cookie #eternal sugar cookie #mystic flour cookie #silent salt cookie #the others i couldnt fit in were the river of rekneading which uh #that just sounds like a sacrifice area for me #the great destroyers tomb which might be where spice is #i thiiink it was around where the spider valley was #and uh yea #thats it #en stuff

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lilacliquors · 1 year ago

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pairing: miguel o'hara x reader

word count: 1053

notes: on the ninth day of ficmas, lilacliquors gave to me ... a miguel o'hara who's happy with a family! (and ik santa baby is more of a sexual song but the title is a huge hint for this one!!)

and on a side note, sorry this one is so late and that tomorrow's will be, too. i unfortunately had to make some changes to today's that made it easier to write, and bc of that, i won't be writing day 10 in advance. but days 11 and 12 will be queued like the others had been!

it was miguel’s favorite time of the year, and everybody knew it. the holidays just filled him with a sense of happiness he thought he’d never get to experience again, but with multiversal issues at an all time low, and a more structured version of the spider society to help him out with them, he had all the more time to spend with you and your family. and that meant he got to join in on all of the holiday cheer your daughter wanted him to partake in.

and this year, she wanted to go all out. there was gingerbread house making one night, cookie baking the next, decorating the tree following that. she wanted christmas music to play all the time, so your radio was always on, and you had never seen a happier little girl. and miguel was more than happy to indulge her every wish. he found himself covered in icing when you made the gingerbread house, and he may or may not have snatched a gumdrop or two. when you made cookies, he was the one to find his nice black shirt coated in flour, and he laughed more than you thought he would have. and when it came time to decorate the tree, gabriella was in his arms, setting the star on the top branch, beaming with pride. everything was perfect this holiday season, but the biggest surprise was waiting for your family on christmas morning.

you and miguel were snuggled up in bed, his arm tight around you and his warmth keeping you cozy during the cold december morning. you were still fast asleep, your chest rising and falling evenly while the snow falling outside seemed to shush the world. it wasn’t until your daughter came racing into the bedroom that the quiet was broken, but of course, you didn’t mind. she was a kid on christmas, and what better expression of joy was there?

“mamá, papá! wake up, santa came! he came!” she cried, climbing up onto your bed and sitting on miguel’s legs. he groaned and tried to roll over, but her weight kept him from moving.

“you’re lying, mija,” he teased, cracking one eye open.

“¡no soy! come on, come on! get up!” she laughed, and he scooped her into his arms, making her squeal and kick slightly.

“okay, okay. i suppose we can see if you’re telling the truth. just let me go make coffee for us, okay?” he asked, kissing her cheek.

“okay, i can be patient,” she said, and he set her down. she took off into the living room, and miguel looked down at you with a smile. “tried to buy you a bit more time,” he whispered, and you chuckled.

“mhm, i could tell. was that my present from you this year?” you asked with a soft laugh.

“of course. only the best for you.” he kissed your forehead, then got up and grabbed your robe for you. you sat up and slipped it on, then put your slippers on and walked with him to the living room. as promised, miguel went to start a pot of coffee, all while you hugged your daughter and kissed her head.

“good morning, mija,” you whispered.

“good morning, mamá. merry christmas,” gabriella replied.

“merry christmas, indeed. oh, it already looks like someone made out like a bandit this year, hm?” you asked, smoothing down her hair.

“i tried to be extra good this year,” she said.

“you’re always a good kid, gabi,” miguel said, walking into the living room with two mugs of coffee. he handed you one, which you happily accepted, and you gave gabriella the go ahead to start opening some of her gifts.

the morning was full of surprised gasps and cheerful thank yous as she tore into her presents. you and miguel made sure not to go overboard and spoil her, but you couldn’t deny some of the asks on her list. but her excitement just made you feel that much better. of course, you and miguel opened gifts from one another, sharing a few thank you kisses as you did so. but things took a turn when gabriella noticed a small wrapped box behind the tree.

“oh, we missed one!” she pulled it out carefully and read the label. “it’s for papá!”

he took it from her outstretched hand and look a little puzzled, but you urged him to open it, smiling a bit. he glanced at you, a little suspicious, but he slowly pulled the paper off, revealing a white box. he lifted the lid, and he chuckled. inside was an ornament that had a spot for a family photo, and in pretty cursive engraving, it read ‘o’hara, family of four’ followed by the next year. as he read it, his eyes widened, and he quickly turned his head to you.

“does this … you’re … wait a minute …” he said, then a grin spread across his face, and laugh left his lips. he gently set the ornament down and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug as he began to tear up. you sniffled and returned the hug, rubbing his back as you smiled.

“papá? what was it?” gabriella asked, and he pulled away from you to look down at her.

“gabi, you … well, i’ll let your mother tell you,” he said, kissing your temple. she looked between the two of you, then tilted her head as you cleared your throat.

“gabi, you’re going to be a big sister. mommy’s gonna have another baby,” you said, and she gasped.

“you’re having a baby?!” she squealed, scrambling up from the floor to hurry over to you. “an actual, real baby?!”

“mhm, i am. and next christmas …” you pulled the ornament out of the box, “we’ll be a family of four.”

gabriella worked her way into your hug, and you held her tight, kissing the top of her head as miguel did the same after you.

“i always wanted a baby brother, or sister. i hope it’s a boy, though. daddy’s outnumbered,” she said, and you both laughed.

“well, fingers crossed then, yeah?” he asked, then looked to you, wiping a few stray tears from his eyes.

“merry christmas, miguel,” you said softly.

“merry christmas, mi dulce,” he whispered back.

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara ficmas #12 days of ficmas 2023 #ficmas 2023 #lilacliquors ficmas 2023

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7-pines · 10 months ago

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artisan item checklist

The amount of each artisan item you need to make. Artisan items are recursive (if you need to make juice and wine, it'll tell you to make 2 juices), but nothing else is (if someone loves a meal that involves an artisan item, it's not keeping track of that.) Loved items are included as "+1" for each person who loves it.

This is also made to be specific so when a recipe/crafting/offering calls for "Any ___" or "A or B", I picked the cheapest version of it to make. How things get replaced is under the Read More at the end.

3x Tulip honey [Bee house]: Apple pie, Assorted grilled platter, Jamu (Cooking)

1x Titan arum black honey [Bee house]: Rare Artisan (Offering)

8x Cheese [Cheese press]: Burrito, Eggplant lasagna, Gnocchi, Hawaiian pizza, Oven-baked risotto, Pizza, Summer burger, Sweet potato poutine (Cooking)

2x Syrup [Cheese press]: Es cendol, Es doger (Cooking)

1x Seaweed chips [Dehydrator]: Basic Artisan (Offering)

1x Large gesha coffee [Keg]: Loved by Aaliyah

2x Gesha coffee [Keg]: Loved by Aaliyah, Raj

3x Sake [Keg]: Fish soup (Cooking) Loved by Connor, Walter

7x Coffee [Keg]: Loved by Antonio, Emma, Giu, Groo, Joko, Raj, Randy

9x Green tea [Keg]: Kombucha (Artisan) Help Paul (Quest) Loved by Anne, Ben, Betty, Eleanor, Emma, Kenny, Raj

1x Cane nectar [Keg]: Loved by Erika

2x Cranberry juice [Keg]: Basic Artisan (Offering) Cranberry wine (Artisan)

1x Wool cloth [Loom]: Monster scarecrow (Crafting)

5x Cotton cloth [Loom]: Poci ghost scarecrow (Crafting) Kunti ghost scarecrow (Crafting) Ondel-ondel handsome scarecrow (Crafting) Ondel-ondel pretty scarecrow (Crafting) Loved by Emma

9x Butter [Mason jar]: Basic Artisan (Offering) Apple pie, Butter croissant, Cookies, Corn on the cob, Gnocchi, Minced jackfruit pie, Oven-baked risotto, Peanut butter (Cooking)

1x Kiracha sauce [Mason jar]: Vegan taco (Cooking)

2x Pickled corn [Mason jar]: Basic Artisan (Offering) Corn kimchi (Artisan)

3x Tempeh [Mason jar]: Fried tempeh, Herbed tempeh, Lodeh (Cooking)

4x Mayonnaise [Mayonnaise machine]: Basic Artisan (Offering) Fish taco, Rainbow sandwich (Cooking) Loved by Scott

4x Rice flour [Mill]: Es cendol, Klepon, Popiah, Serabi (Cooking)

10x Wheat flour [Mill]: Apple pie, Basil pesto pasta, Fruit tart, Pad thai, Peyek, Seafood ramen, Veggie ramen (Cooking) Gingerbread scarecrow (Crafting)

20x Amaranth flour [Mill]: Banana fritter, Bread, Butter croissant, Cauliflower casserole, Chocolate chip muffins, Cookies, Gnocchi, Hash browns, Hawaiian pizza, Kue kancing, Minced jackfruit pie, Mooncake, Pancakes, Pepper and mushroom flatbread, Pineapple upside-down cake, Pizza, Pumpkin pie, Red velvet cake, Spider tempura, Tortilla (Cooking)

11x Sugar [Mill]: Cenil, Donut, Egg custard, Fruit tart, Klepon, Kue kancing, Kue lapis, Pineapple upside-down cake, Pumpkin pie, Serabi (Cooking) Gingerbread scarecrow (Crafting)

4x Gourmet salt [Mill]: Herbed tempeh, Ketchup, Serabi, Spider tempura (Cooking)

3x White truffle oil [Oil press]: Rare Artisan (Offering) Loved by Alice, Connor

1x Black truffle oil [Oil press]: Loved by Alice

2x Almond oil [Oil press]: Loved by Alice, Emily

4x Olive oil [Oil press]: Hummus, Roasted mushroom (Cooking) Loved by Alice, Emily

11x Canola oil [Oil press]: Banana fritter, Beet chips, Donut, Falafel, Fried tempeh, Kale chips, Potato chips, Sauteed chard, Spider tempura, Sweet potato chips, Sweet potato poutine (Cooking)

1x Fermented goat cheese wheel [Aging barrel]: Rare Artisan (Offering)

1x Kombucha [Aging barrel]: Loved by Kenny

1x Artichoke kimchi [Aging barrel]: Loved by Anne

1x Corn kimchi [Aging barrel]: Rare Artisan (Offering)

1x Cranberry wine [Aging barrel]: Rare Artisan (Offering)

Replacements

These replacements only involve Cooking & Crafting, not Loved Items. So if someone loves Fruit Juice, that's not kept track of here.

Any flour -> Amaranth flour

Any oil -> Canola oil

Any cheese -> Cheese

Any butter -> Butter

Butter or Large butter -> Butter

Any honey -> Tulip honey

Any mayonnaise -> Mayonnaise

Any fruit juice -> Cranberry juice

Any wine -> Cranberry wine

Any pickle -> Pickled corn

Any kimchi -> Corn kimchi

Any dried scavengeables -> Seaweed chips

#coral island #coral island numbers #coral island spoilers

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minusgangtime · 3 months ago

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Hey bud-

Here’s the kitty crew animal concepts for the chiken nugget RP:

Nala: tiger

Casper: dove

Midnight: bat

Pinkie: bunny

Temp: ferret

Sunny:geko

Simba: lion

Herb: praying mantis

Seasalt: fish

Lavender:simease cat

Blaze: cat

Snow: polar bear

Nightfall: owl

Galaxy: phoniex

Penny:spider

Sweetie: dog

Coral: dolphin

Shade:spider

Kiara: lioness

Thunder: wolf

Oreo: ant

Cloud: bird

Snowball: snow leopard

Flambé: red geko

Ella:praying mantis

Leo:coyote

Elly: baby hippo

Lapis:octopus

Zack:griffin

Emreld: bee

Xavier:rino

Eda: lizard

Ghost: moth

Cali: linx

German Shepard - gallace: griffin

Bulldog -Chase: shark

Golden retriever - Goldie-jumping spider

Husky -cookie-snow leopard

Chuwalla-rascal-rat

Wiener dog -biscuit-snake

Bichon (poofy pooch) -marshmallow-beluga whale

Pomeranian -Cheeto-tiger

Yorkshire terrier -buck-weasel

Corgi - pixie-butterfly

Sheltie-Sadie-bear

Shiba Inu-janko-snake

Samoyed-taffy-Arctic wolf

Poodle -jewel-wish dragon

Australian shepered-Brutus-anteater

Chow chow-crunchie-squirrel

Cavalier king- Charles-lion

Black pup-spot-panther

Alaskan malamute -Everest-polar bear

Bernese mountain dog-toasty-mountain goat

Lollipop-snake

Derpy-bluejay

Bloom-butterfly

Inkie-lioness

Blinkie-tiger

Minkie-wolf

Onyx-bat

Thomas (deadname: Sarah)-deer

Maud-geko

Crimson-black widow

Sugar-kiwi bird

Mulan (deadname: moldo)-hippo

Babs-worm

Kiki-jumping spider

Stella-beluga

Cascade-dolphin

Cupcake-panda

Lily-butterfly

Blossom-humming bird

Rouge-tarantula

Diane-shark

Hazel-bunny

Starry-wolf

Izzy-unicorn

Zippy-eagle

Swirl-butterfly

Misty-bear

Poochi-chick

Aqua-praying mantis

Nova-owl

Skye-bluejay

Cosmo-owl

Nimona-chameleon

Zapp-electric eel

Amber-phoniex

Celeste-glass fish

Gloopy-snail

Aurora-caterpillar

Petal-butterfly

Maleficent-dragon

Dory-fish

Smolder-dragon

Breezy-butterfly

Bella-dove

Frost-artic wolf

Pollen-moth

Quartz-rattlesnake

Flour-owl

Clover-squirrel

Iris-robot dog

s’mores-bear

cocoa-bear cub

moon-wolf

Scott-otters

Vress-shark

Tuxie-bull

Screwball-jumping spider

Rattle-snake

Wallace-tortoise

Willow-squirrel

Mars-walrus

Sammy-seagull

Rosie-seagull

Dumbo-elephant

Eve-coyote

Molly-phoniex

Glimmer-snake

Ray-stingray

Nothing-lioness

Feather-lion

Hover-hyena

Peppermint-snow lepord

Cozy-coyote

Fruity pebbles-flint-mammoth

Coco pebbles-pebbles-saber toothed tiger

Coco puffs-puffy-parrot

Crunch-calico-shark

Apple Jacks-applejack-horse

Corn flakes-chipper-bird

Frosted Flakes-frosty-tiger

Lucky charms-charmy-cricket

Honey Nut Cheerios-honey-bumble bee

Hash brown-luke-lizard

Pancake-fluffy-linx

Waffles-cubic-cheetah

Coffee-decaf-lion

Frapeechino-Java-leopard

Poptart-fruity-red panda

Rice crispy treats-Maria-hedgehog

Glazed donut-glaze-lion

Frosted donut-frosting-linx

PB and J sandwitch-jelly-snake

Ham and cheese sandwitch-Gouda-honey bee

Blue Doritos-spices-shark

Doritos-spicy-fire ant

Lays-salter-lama

Fritos-twirl-kangaroo

Cheetos-tigress-tiger

Popcorn-butter-rooster

Grilled cheese-jaffle-goat

Fries-Louis-snake

White rice-grain-beluga

Corn dog-Apollo-wolf

Pudding-pudding-tadpole

Spagettios-raggy-dolphin

Mac n cheese-cheesy-ferret

Spaghetti-noodle-snake

Chicken-crispy-chicken

Burger-Mac-pig

Chicken nuggets-Nuggies-chick

Quesadillas-Antonio-wolf

Pizza-ceesers-linx

Cheese pizza-cheddar-wolf

Pineapple pizza-domino-scorpion

Pasta-pasta-armadillo

Hot dog-cinder-lion

Diet Coke/pepsi-cole-falcon

Fanta-Fanta-deer

Root beer-float-ram

DR pepper-pepper-tarantula

Beer-helga-fly

Hot chocolate-steamy-snow leopard

Tea-melody-humming bird

Milk-milky-calf

Sprite-sprite-frog

Gatoraid-suprise-hyena

Smores-cracker-bear

Cookies-chip-chipmunk

M&Ms-lulu-chameleon

Skittles-rainbow-bird

Chocolate ice cream-brownie-deer

Vanilla ice cream-cream-wolf

Mint ice cream-minty-cockitrice

Cookies and cream-reo-owl

Peanut butter and chocolate-luz-snake

Chocolate milk shake-yogurt-calf

Vanilla milk shake-vanilla-bunny

Reese’s-Reese’s-bat

Milkyway-Carmel-stingray

Milk duds-bean-bear

Jelly beans-jelly-raccoon

Butterfingers-butterfinger-fox

100 grand-trixie-unicorn

Twix-twister-snake

Swirl ice cream-Neapolitan-snake

Lava cake-magma-lizard

Candy corn-candy-bat

Mint cookies-Lyra-horse

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ryantavey · 1 year ago

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Recipe: Spider Pizza

Ingredients:

- 1 pre-made pizza dough (store-bought or homemade)

- 1 cup pizza sauce

- 2 cups shredded mozzarella cheese

- 1/2 cup black olives, sliced

- 1/2 cup cherry tomatoes, halved

- 8 small pepperoni slices

- 1/4 cup red bell pepper, diced

- 1/4 cup green bell pepper, diced

- 1/4 cup thinly sliced red onion

- 2 tablespoons olive oil

- Salt and pepper to taste

Instructions:

1. Preheat the oven to the temperature specified on the pizza dough packaging or according to your homemade recipe.

2. Roll out the pizza dough on a lightly floured surface to your desired thickness. Place it on a greased baking sheet or pizza stone.

3. Spread the pizza sauce evenly over the dough, leaving a small border around the edges.

4. Sprinkle the shredded mozzarella cheese over the pizza sauce, covering the entire surface.

5. Arrange the black olive slices on the pizza to create the spider's body. Place the cherry tomato halves on top of the olives to form the spider's eyes.

6. Use the pepperoni slices to create spider legs. Arrange them radiating out from the center of the pizza, placing four on each side.

7. Scatter the diced red bell pepper, green bell pepper, and red onion over the pizza to add color and flavor.

8. Drizzle the olive oil over the pizza and season with salt and pepper to taste.

9. Place the pizza in the preheated oven and bake according to the pizza dough instructions or until the crust is golden and the cheese is melted and bubbly.

10. Remove the pizza from the oven and let it cool for a few minutes.

11. Slice the spider pizza into wedges using a pizza cutter or a sharp knife.

12. Serve the spider pizza while still warm and enjoy the spooky and delicious treat!

Note: Feel free to customize the toppings and add any additional ingredients you prefer. You can also use a spider-shaped cookie cutter to cut out spider-shaped pepperoni or cheese slices for an extra festive touch.

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roosterscockpit · 2 years ago

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Their First Halloween All Together | H.C |

This is within the same universe as my story 🥹❤️

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Happy Halloween! Be safe! Check your candy, babes!! 🎃🫶🏼🍭

Bradley wakes up super early to go to the store to get a bunch of spooky decorations for the inside of the house.

Makes Leia and you a spooky basket full of everything you both love.

Decorates the kitchen area with skeletons, ghosts, spiders/spiderwebs, strings bat fairy lights all over and sets up all the Halloween activities.

Plays Nightmare Before Christmas as background noise.

Cuts up a white bed sheet and drapes it over himself.

Runs into his sleeping daughter’s room and dumps a bucket of candy on her to wake her up

Jumps on her bed in his ghost costume until she wakes up.

Cuts a white pillow cover for her to wear.

They stand in front of your door and look at each other. They nod in unison and Bradley swings the door open. They run into your room and scare the shit out of you.

Makes both of you jack-o-lantern pancakes in the morning.

Carves pumpkins with Leia. Bradley carves a ghost with aviators with a sick mustache. You help Leia and she carves a scary face with a mustache and names it spooky doddle-doo.

Bradley gives you your spooky basket. It has skeleton-printed socks, a Starbucks card, a squishy stress ball in the shape of a pumpkin, a cute pumpkin-headed teddy bear, a pumpkin cake pop, a pumpkin spice-scented candle, a wine glass that says, “I need more boos” and your favorite candy, a KitKat. But the king size with 16 pieces.

He gives Leia hers. It has cute jack-o-lantern spooky slides, a shirt that says “Creep it Real” with a skateboarding ghost, black and green striped socks, a pumpkin cake pop, an Oogie Boogie plushie, squishy toys in the shape of a skeleton head, a cat head, and a pumpkin, Halloween themed hair bows, and a bunch of different candies.

Bradley runs to his bronco for another surprise. He comes in with matching pajamas for the three of you. They are mummy themed. Your’s says “Mummy”. Bradley’s says, “Dadcula.” Leia’s says, “Lil’ Monster.”

You and Bradley decorate cookies with Leia. Leia makes a zombie pilot and says it looks like her papa Mav.

You all make cupcakes together. Bradley and Leia team up and throw flour at you. After you are done making them, Bradley feeds you one and smashes it into your face. Leia licks the icing off of your nose.

Bradley helps Leia dress into her costume. He adds the finishing touches and kisses her nose. “You look good, baby girl.” He steps back and admires his masterpiece, “Really good.” They nod in unison.

You dressed up as a vampire.

Bradley comes out into the living room wearing his flight suit. You admire how hot he looks.

“And I present to you… Mini Rooster!” He throws his hands to the side of him and out emerges Leia in a small version of Bradley’s flight suit. She’s wearing a fake mustache and a pair of Bradley’s aviators.

Leia sings danger zone while you and Bradley die of laughter.

You and Bradley load the car with sleeping bags and the new pajamas Bradley got you all.

You and Bradley bring Leia to Penny’s house for her first house to get candy. Mav and Penny open the door and laugh hysterically.

Mav wants to fit in so he goes and throws his flight suit on too. The three of them stand together to take pictures.

You and Penny die internally of a cuteness overload.

Leia finishes trick-or-treating and comes back with a Star Wars pillowcase full of treats.

Bradley checks her candy and eats at least a quarter of it as he “checks.”

You all go to Mav's hangar for a Halloween party.

You and Bradley bring out all the sweets you three made at home. Everyone goes after them.

The squad sees Leia and dies of laughter. They think it's the cutest thing ever. They all take turns taking pictures with her in Mav's P-51.

All of the dagger squad are dressed up as scary monsters for the haunted house Mav created for Leia and the other kids.

Leia is the only kid not scared through the whole house.

She says hi and gives hugs to all the dagger squad while she goes through. All of the other kids hide behind her.

When they reach the end, Mav opens the curtain to let them out.

Leia screams bloody murder. Mav is confused.

“Sorry Papa, you’re the scariest monster here.”

The squad members come out of their hiding spots and laugh at Mav.

Mav is just in his regular old flight suit.

Mav has a Halloween Party playlist playing and everyone is dancing.

Thriller comes on and everyone dances. Bradley and Hangman lead the group.

Leia shares her candy with everyone’s kids.

Mav set up a bunch of games for the kids. The favorite one being ghost bowling. Rolling a pumpkin at a bunch of toilet paper rolls with ghost faces drawn on them.

Another being pin the spider on the web.

The adults had a pumpkin carving contest. All the couples were pairs for teams.

The winners were Cyclone and Davina ( @cycbaby ) for their drunk pumpkin throwing up.

They won a Halloween-themed bath box. It had various bath bombs in the shape of a pumpkin, ghost, and skeleton.

Cyclone gave Davina a devious look when they opened it. “We can use these later.”

Bradley overheard and yelled, “Baby Typhoon underway!” Everyone joined in.

Cyclone winked over at Davina, “Halloween means spooky sex.”

Penny brought batches of Jell-O shots for a game of trick-or-treat shots. A bunch of Jell-O shots with 1 that actually had alcohol.

Whoever would get the one with alcohol had to get a pie pan of whipped cream to their face.

Hangman and Bob were the unlucky ones.

There was a spooky Photo Booth. Everyone crammed into it and took pictures.

Mav had a scrapbook outside the booth for everyone to glue a copy of their pictures and write something.

You, Bradley, and Leia took a picture and put it in Mav’s book. You were biting Bradley’s neck as Leia was mimicking a scream.

Bradley wrote, “A pain in my neck.”

After the party, everyone changes from their costumes into Halloween-themed Pjs and set up their sleeping bags all around Mav’s hangar.

Mav pulls out the projector.

You, Bradley, and Leia change into your matching pajamas.

You all watch Halloween movies for the rest of the night.

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blissfulparker · 4 years ago

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Sugar and Spice Pt.1→Dad!Mob!Tom

Parings: single!dad!tom x baker!reader

Warnings: none yet! Mafia!Au so future mention of guns, death, drinking, sex, smoking

Summary: Tom is one of the youngest Mobsters known to London, youngest and most successful he seems perfect to people, feared by people. But his deepest secret is that he’s been raising a son all by himself. No one to be with since the birth of his son until he walks into the small bakery last minute for his sons birthday and meets you.

A/n; so obviously this is more of a part one to a series(I know I always start series and then get really distracted with life) but I wanted a fresh idea and a fresh fic to start off the new year. I love mob!tom and I love dad!tom and I was hoping I could mix the two💗💗(also I have no idea how to do read more on mobile I’m so sorry😭)

Secrets. Everyone had secrets. Tom Holland, one of London’s richest, youngest, most successful mobsters, Had a son.

He had a beautiful boy named Riley, he raised him with only the help of his best friend and brothers. He was the smartest little boy he knew, charming and innocent. A little boy who didn’t know any of the dangers of the world just yet.

That was his secret. At age 20 he was rushed into life with the beautiful boy and one of the most stressful and dangerous jobs to manage. He did everything he could for the boy, it was always his boy before his work. Stressful days where he could put a bullet into anyone who walked in on him turned better when his son came home from school with stories.

It had been six years since his little secret was born and it was his best and hardest secret to keep.

And now he had forgotten his sons birthday cake. He was turning six years old today and Tom promised the best Spider-Man cake with iron man, hulk, all of the avengers in the flavor chocolate. Now he had to find a baker that could do all of that in the time span of six hours.

After endless calls, endless hunting, he found a small bakery in the smallest corner of London that was willing to make his son's wild fantasy come true on his special day.

Suit and all, rushed from work, Tom had walked into the small bakery. Ready to pick up the birthday cake and make his sons birthday the best one.

He was greeted with the smell of sugary frosting and warm baked goods. A career so diffrent from his as he was a man with blood on his hands and the people working here were the ones with the flour.

“Can I help you?” Your voice is soft and takes him by surprise. Not the voice of the older women he spoke with on the phone.

You’re covered in flour, chocolate frosting wiped on your apron and you rinse your hands in the sink. But you have a soft face, one that calms him just by looking at. As if you never saw a day of anger, of pain, of anything. You were simply a poem he wanted to read.

It takes him a minute to come back. He hadn’t gotten with anyone seriously since the birth of his son. Overwhelmed with his work and his son, he also had feared the idea of no women being good enough for his son.

Although his son longed for a mother, he could tell. He could tell the stories at bedtime weren’t as good as if it were a mother’s, every Mother’s Day was missed and he knows deep down that every nightmare would be better if he was cuddled up in a mother’s arms. Tom could give him everything except a mother.

“I’m here to pick up a cake.” He clears his throat. You notice the watch, the expensive suit and his scent, a deep wood, an expensive scent. He had money yet of all the bakeries he chose it was the nearly dying one. “It’s Uh, it’s my sons birthday and I’m here to pick up the cake. My name is Tom. I spoke on the phone earlier...with someone…” he stuttered nervously as if you might not have it ready. Laughing softly you find his order on the computer. Even your laugh was angelic.

“Sophie? The older women?” You ask and he nods.

“Yes, yes!” He didn’t know why he was nervous, awkward even. He shoved his hands in his pocket to keep calm.

“Avengers cake…” you look up at the man and he has a red tint to his cheek.

“My son, he’s turning six.” He didn’t spark you to have a dad look, you had seen fathers come in and out of this bakery. Most of the men in their 40s and stressed over possibly a my little pony cake or cookies for a last minute club meeting to make their kid smile. Most fathers had the same look though, tired and worn out in possibly old sneakers and a wrinkled shirt. This man had a different look.

“Ahh,” you search for a ring but don’t see one. A single, young dad who looks to have everything together. A book. He looked like a character from a book. “I’ll be right back with that.” You smiled before turning to the back. Leaving the man alone, in the lobby of the bakery.

“Quite the last minute cake.” You came out with the large cake done beautifully. Done with red and blue frosting and on top was all the small figurines that you had to search for. But nonetheless, it was gorgeous.

“Your wife must be lucky to have a man willing to run out and surprise their kid so last minute.” You sparked the conversation in hopes that you would see if the man is single or not.

“Oh, no, just myself.” He pulls out his card ready to swipe and you press down on your lips. Maybe he didn’t want a girlfriend, he was young but he looked to have his hands full with a six year old and a clearly good job.

“Well, then he’s lucky to have such a great father.” You tell. He tries to hide his red tinted cheeks again but you notice.

“Your boyfriend must be lucky to have someone who must always smell like cakes.” He flirted back.

For the first time in years, Tom had flirted back with a girl without the intentions of sex. He flirted back without needing a drink in his hands and to be at a bar. He flirted back not hiding that he had a son at home that could potentially turn away a girl looking for fun.He flirted back as just himself. And so far you had seemed to like that.

“No boy.” You laugh softly.

Your eyes flicker and stare into his. They are light brown, light brown laced with a sort of mystery. A light brown laced with charm, lust and a secret.

“Well then,” was all he could think of. His game was off, he’s realized that. The dangerous mobster got nervous around you.

“Well then.” You repeated.

It’s a mistake. He will be making a mistake if he falls for you. The mistake of ruining your life as he doesn’t know how far he could go protecting the ones he loves. Riley’s life was in danger every day and he hated that, he hated the women he once loved for leaving him all alone but was also given the best gift of a son.

Although the nappies and endless nights of screaming were hard, he would do anything to protect his son. And if he were to find the future mother of his son, he would do anything to protect her but her life would be just as risk as his.

Maybe it would be you making the mistake. He would be selfish to go after you.

“I hope your Riley has a happy birthday.” You say and he’s taken aback. He doesn’t know how you know it until he looks down and written in black frosting in cursive is ‘Happy birthday Riley’.

“Well, with the best decorated cake i think I have ever seen in my life, I’m sure he will not forget this birthday. I might not either.” He smiles at you one last time and you look down trying to hide the burning smile that wanted to spread across your face.

Once he leaves the building you turn and rub your hands over your face, finally letting yourself grow a smile that has been hiding the entire time.

For the first time in awhile, a man has made you smile.

“Happy birthday to you.”

Smoke from the candles filled the room. Six years, Tom had offically spent six years of his life raising his son. Being a single father as well as the youngest Mobster, Tom had his struggles.

“A girl at the bakery?” Harrison, Toms best friend, smirked as the two of them washed up dishes while the kids played in the backyard after eating their cake.

“It’s nothing Haz. I’m busy, remember?” He scrubbed too hard at the plate as he placed in into the dishwasher.

For a man who had maids most days, he wanted it to just be family and friends in the house on his sons birthday.

“Yeah. But Riley isn’t.” He commented looking over to the boy who laughed with his friends from school he had invited to celebrate the special day.

With a silent sigh and a stubborn mindset, Harrison was right. Tom was busy but Riley was a child who needed a mother.

“See? I’m right. Once again. Why don’t you go back and get your number so you can get your dick-“ his best friend started but Tom didn’t want to hear the rest of it. Rolling his eyes and turning off the water, he walks over the ruined cake and places it on the counter.

No words leave Toms mouth and Harrison lets out a sigh. Coming over to his best friend, his best friend who seemed to have the world on his shoulders only at the age of 25.

“Tom, this isn’t just about Riley. This is about you as well. This is about you finding someone and finally having some peace because your life right now is simply just working and at the end of the day being a father. Sooner or later, Riley will realize his dad is always locked up in his office and maybe a women can change some things.” Harrison placed his hand on his shoulder before walking off.

“Daddy!” He hears the excitement of his sons voice come into the room.

“Hey Bubs!” He lifts up the boy. He plants a kiss on his cheek and he holds his new Spider-Man toy in hand.

“Can Jasper sleep over? He says he has a Spider-Man too and that we can play together. Can he please?” He pleads. For Riley, Harrison’s words echo in his head about the women.

Tom sighs, if he had a mother who wasn’t apart of a mafia like him. He would simply not have to deny his boy sleepovers and simple things.

“Sure.” He sighs thinking of how he will have to move his 8am meeting to the afternoon.

His best friend was right. He needed someone and maybe that someone would be you. Maybe he should for once take the leap and go for you.

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cookingwithmisha · 3 years ago

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So after a bunch of ads, I subscribed to Craftsy (I am very susceptible to ads) and I have been watching a bunch of cookie decorating tutorials. I knew the basics but I wanted to get better. I have been at it for a few weeks and made 5 batches of cookies.

Sugar Cookies

1 c softened butter

3/4 C sugar

1 tsp flavouring (I usually use vanilla or almond extract)

1 egg

2 1/2 C flour

Blend sugar and butter, add flavoring and egg. Mix together.

Slowly add flour and continue mixing until blended.

Mold the dough into large ball, wrap in parchment paper and chill for 3-4 hours

Preheat oven to 350. Roll dough to 1/4 inch thick and cut into shapes. Then put back in the fridge to chill for 10 minutes.

Bake for 8 minutes. Let cool before decorating.

I hav been experimenting with different consistencies of royal icing, as well as cookie glaze and am still trying to decide what I like best. I have also been experimenting with wet on wet design and piping techniques.

First attempt:

These are made with royal icing. I did wet on wet and then also used some course sugar for texture.

More experimenting with wet on wet, this time trying for a pattern design, and texture. I also did some freehand and experimented with multiple colors.

I wanted to try a bolder color palette. Black and red can be tricky colors to make, but I was happy how they turned out. I was also happy with Spider-Man's eyes, but the webbing needs work.

I got Disney cookie cutters and was eager to use them. This time I also experimented with the icing and for the red and black, I used glaze instead of Royal icing. I used wet on wet for Minnie's dress and bow and freehanded the spider. I am also getting more comfortable separating colors. I also did some color mixing to get the icing for the Elsa cookies.

My most recent video lessons was about the importance of planning out your cookie sets, so I planned out a Thanksgiving set (this is actually a test set). The pumpkins weren't as textured as I would have liked and my sunflowers need work but I love how the Turkeys came together and how much more comfortable I have gotten with using multiple colors.

I have another Thanksgiving set to do and then I will probably be doing a few Halloween sets and I have a special birthday set coming up as well.

#cooking with misha #cookies #cookie decorating #sugar cookies

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tonystarksfavoritedaughter · 4 years ago

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Milk and Cookies

Peter Parker x femreader (but anyone is welcome to the table

Warnings: some swearing, like one mention of sex, and overall fluff

A/N: I hid some Marvel Cast quotes in this one, and it was really fun to do that, so let me know if you caught them and if I should do more of that. If so, please request some quotes and I’ll try to write them in!

You were sitting on the couch curled up against Peter watching a movie and just listening to the rain. It had been pouring down all day and to be honest, it was quite relaxing. You and Peter hadn’t left couch ever since lunch, which was four hours ago. You two decided to have a Harry Potter Marathon and you were now on Prisoner of Azkaban. You got up stretching, getting ready to switch out the DVD’s, when Peter yawned.

“You tired, baby?” You asked. He nodded sleepily and you were about to suggest taking a nap, when he got up too.

“I wanna do something,” he stretched as well.

“Like what?”

“I dunno. Oh! What if we baked together?”

“What do you want to make?”

:“I want cookies. Like chocolate chip ones.”:

“Oooh, I concur,” you laugh as you walk into the kitchen gathering ingredients. You got out the butter and started to soften it. It was still cold from the fridge because Tony figured that he would keep the butter in stock in case of any spontaneous baking that happened with you. Which was a lot of the times.

“Don’t you need a recipe?”

“Not to look at,” you tap your head. “Got it all up here babe.”

“How? It’s so much information.”

“Look. I would be surprised if I didn’t have it memorized with the amount of times I’ve had to make you these cookies.”

You got all your ingredients out and started to get to work. You got your apron out so you wouldn’t mess up your pj’s, cause who would want that?

“Pete you better put yours on. You know you make a mess every time you step in here.”

“What if Sam and Bucky come in and see me in it?”

“They’re training right now so they’re not gonna see. They also listening to me, so I’ll tell them to stop. Plus, you look sexy with it on,” you smirk.

He pulls out the apron you got for his birthday. It was a black apron and from the neck down, had Spider-Man’s body on it. You laughed so hard when you saw it that you just had to buy it for him. And when he opened in front of all the Avengers, Sam and Bucky teased him relentlessly for it. So he never wore it around the Compound.

“Okay so measure out the flour, baking powder, and salt, and mix together,” you instructed him. Everything was going good so far, you had the butter softened and creamed together with the sugars and eggs. You even let Peter crack some eggs that went surprisingly well. And everything was good, at least you thought until you look over and Peter had somehow managed to get the flour on every surface around him, including himself.

“Whoops...” was all he said.

“Oh. My. God.”

You turn around to see a flabbergasted Tony Stark staring between your boyfriend and the mess he had created.

“What happened?”

“Okay so... I may or may not have let Peter handle the dry ingredients for cookies, and that maybe wasn’t such a good idea,” you say trying to hide your laughter.

“MaYBe???” Tony shouted

At this point he looked too tired to even handle this situation so he just straight up left you to clean up Peter’s mess.

“And that’s when I said ‘I just shower a lot.’”

You recognized Sam’s voice that carried down from the hallway. Peter looks at you horrified because he knows what’s about to come. You quickly pull him behind you so Sam and Bucky couldn’t see him in such a laughable state.

“Y/N!” Sam drags you name out when he sees you.

“Aye what up, man?” You asked excitedly. You always loved hanging out with Sam. He was always like a big brother to you in some weird way. You two would always play Table Tennis on the Wii and take turns being competitive to one another. And when you beat his high score of 130 and made yours to 140, and threw your remote down in excitement, he knew he would always find you fun to be around.

“Oooh I see we got some baking stuff out,” Bucky eyes the bowl up and down. “Whatcha making?”

“Chocolate Chip Cookies. Peters favorite,” you reply.

“Chocolate, mmmmm,” you laugh when you heard Sam say it in Spanish.

Peter started to take the apron off and quickly fold it before Bucky or Sam saw it, but it was too late.

“Haha, Parker! You got the Spidey apron!” Sam yelled.

“Oh kid come on, put it back on for us,” Bucky laughed.

“Guys cut it out, you know how he feels about it,” you pat Peters back in reassurance, but he does his look at you with a pout on his. You decided that he looked too cute to not kiss so you just went for it.

“Eww you guys aren’t gonna start having sex here are you?” Bucky asked clearly disgusted. Sam just faked gagged and you gave them a pointed look.

“Hey. If I want to kiss my boyfriend when he looks super duper cute, I can and no ones stopping me,” you put your hands on your hips and did your best sassy pose, trying to prove a point.

The shook their heads at the two of you as went in to kiss Peter again. It was fine until you heard Bucky fake gag.

You laughed and pulled away to go put the cookies in the oven. “Alrighty, those will be done in about 15 minutes.”

“I don’t know if I can wait that long,” Peter states clearly tired.

You go up and hug him, “After we clean up and when the cookies get done, we can go take a nap.”

“Gross,” Bucky says looking at his phone.

“Shut up,” you snap back.

“Why do you always have something to say about our relationship?” Peter asks clearly annoyed.

“Because someone as cool as Y/N could date anyone in all of New York, and she picked you,” Sam came and ruffled Peters hair.

You rolled your eyes. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t want anyone else,” you lovingly kiss him expecting a short and sweet one, but it quickly turns into a long and passionate one. Every kiss you’ve had with Peter always gave you butterflies even though you’ve shared many, and have been together for going on two years.

“I’m leaving,” Sam and Bucky sighed at the same time.

“Then leave.”

“Oooooh you totally got em babe,” you say proudly.

You guys sit on the couch until the oven timer goes off and you go to check the cookies.

“Cookies are done!”

Much to your surprise almost everyone comes filing in all at once.

“I heard Lady Y/L/N say that cookies are done. What kind are they?” Thor comes in picks one which ultimately burns his hand.

“Thor they literally just came out of the oven,” Nat scolded.

“They look delicious, Y/N,” Rhodey came up and patted you on the shoulder.

“Why thank you, thank you,” you smile. “Okay they should be ready and cooled off in a couple minutes.”

Everyone goes to the couch to wait while you and Peter get up and grab everyone a cookie and some milk.

They dig in and a comfortable silence settles and everyone turns their heads to Tony. Tony always made these weird noises whenever you baked something that never failed to make you laugh.

“What is it this time?” Wanda asked.

“Ooooooooowee!” Everyone seemed to like that one.

“I think that’s the best one yet,” Steve piped in.

Tony looked at you, “Gosh Y/N, I think these cookies are the best ones you’ve made so far.”

“You also gotta thank Peter. He helped me out for the most part.” You glanced over him and saw a little pink tint in his cheeks as he smiled back at and gave you a peck on your cheek.

“Seriously Y/N, what do you do to these that makes them so good?” Nat practically moaned at the taste.

“I think Nat’s a little to happy about those cookies,” Bucky said with a sly smile.

“Oh you know, just butter, sugar, and love,” you chuckled.

“Okay that’s a little too cheesy. And I’m Captain America.”

They seemed to get a kick out of that and once more, the quiet settled. You nuzzled back into Peters embrace just listening to the rain, and that’s how the two of you stayed.

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pinkhuman99 · 3 years ago

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Spider Cider Donuts

"Made with spider cider in the batter, these donuts and donut holes look like cute little spiders sat snug on top of tidy little webs. You can add food colouring to make the glaze purple!"

INGREDIENTS:

1 cup whole milk, warm (100 - 105°F)

1/4 cup spider cider (pure liquid/no grapes)

2 - 1/4 tsp active dry yeast

2 large eggs, lightly beaten

1 stick (1/2 cup) butter, melted

1/2 tsp salt

4 cups all-purpose flour

1/4 cup white granulated sugar

Neutral oil (for frying, at least a quart)

(For Glaze)

3 + 1 cups powdered sugar, separated

1 tsp vanilla extract

1/4 cup whole milk

Pinch of salt

Purple food colouring

White + black cookie icing, store bought in pouches

INSTRUCTIONS:

In a small bowl, combine warmed milk, yeast, and sugar. Stir to dissolve sugar; let sit for 5 min to allow to foam (bubbles mean your yeast is alive and feeding)

While yeast mixture sits, beat togther the melted butter and eggs in a stand mixer on a low speed. Add spider cider to mix

While stand mixer is still on low speed, add yeast mixture. Add salt, then add flour 1 cup at a time until the dough comes together

Once combined, turn off mixer and allow the dough to rest at room temperature for at least 10 min

After the dough has rested, transfer it to a lightly greased bowl and cover with plastic wrap. Let the dough rest in the fridge for a minimum of 2 hours to overnight

Roll the dough onto a lightly-floured surface until it is 1/2 inch thick. Use a donut cutter or large, round cookie cutter to to cut out donuts and donut holes (if using a cookie cutter, use a smaller cookie cutter to cut out the donut holes). You want the same numbers of donuts to donut holes!

Place donuts on a lightly greased baking sheet. Cover and allow to double in size, approx. 1 hour

Heat a few inches of neutral oil in large skillet or fryer until it reaches between 350° - 375°F (for more accurate results, use a thermometer)

Carefully add a few donuts and/or donut holes to your oil (DO NOT drop them in; this could cause splashes of hot oil that may burn you). Only a few should be fried at a time so the temperature of the oil doesn't lower and make your donuts greasy.

Fry each side until golden brown, approx. 60 to 90 seconds. Try to only flip them once for best results. Donut holes are quicker to fry, needing only about 30 sec. on each side

Use a slotted spoon, fry catcher, or tongs to remove the donuts from the oil and place them on a cooling rack or baking tray lined with paper towels

While the donuts cool completely (don't glaze hot donuts!), prepare the glaze by combining the powdered sugar, milk, salt, vanilla, and purple food colour (as much as you want for desired colour) in a bowl. Once combined, dip top side of donuts into glaze, or pour desired amount of glaze over donuts. Do not glaze the donut holes. Instead, they can be dusted with powdered sugar

Using the store-bought icing, create a white spider web and 8 black spider legs on top of each glazed donut. Top each donut with a donut hole at its center, then use black icing to give each donut hole spider "eyes". Now you have little spiders sitting on donut webs! Enjoy for breakfast or as a snack :)

"Spider Donut" - Heals 12 HP. "A donut made with spider cider in the batter."

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rosesgonerogue · 5 years ago

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I didn’t so much fall in love - It kicked me in the face Chapter Six

Several days later, Marinette was making decent progress on the suits for the Wayne family - she had the bulk of the work finished, thanks to a night of insomnia, now she just had to do the final fittings and line them. It was a bit backwards, but the linings were intricate enough that she didn’t dare do it until she made sure the silhouette was perfect. She hadn’t spent hours hand-painting silk for it to sit wrong inside the suit-coats.

Bundling up her precious work, Marinette took Leo’s hand, leaving the hotel where a car was waiting for them.

“Did you bring the tie for Monsieur Alfred, Maman?” Leo asked, a sparkle in his eyes.

“Of course I did,” Marinette said, showing it to her son. “Do you think he’ll like it?”

Leo scrutinized the article of clothing before solemnly nodding. “It’s what he needs. He’s… sad.”

A chill ran down Marinette’s spine - Leo always seemed to know so much more than should be possible. But… “I’m glad that you like to make everyone happy, ma cher.”

“I want Maman to be happy most of all.”

Marinette blinked. “But I am happy, Leo. I have you, what more could I need?”

“You try to hide it, but you get sad sometimes. You want the same kind of happy that grandmere and grandpere have, the happy you get from a person you like a lot. I want Maman to be happy.”

“Leo,” Marinette murmured, her breath catching slightly. She hadn’t made any attempts at dating since… since Leo came along. In the beginning she’d been an emotional wreck, but she’d put the circumstances of his conception behind her years ago. With love, support, and therapy, she was… okay.

“We’re supposed to be in Gotham,” Leo affirmed. “It will help you be happy.”

“I’ll…” Marinette faltered, unsure how she was granted such a perfect child. “I trust you, Leo. I’ll look for opportunities. But no one can possibly make me more happy than you do.”

“Not more happy,” he assured her, patting her hand. “Different happy.”

That left Marinette blinking away tears when the driver announced their arrival at Wayne Manor. She took the time to thank him before clambering out of the car, Leo in tow.

None other than Alfred himself greeted them at the door, perfectly composed as always. “Miss Dupain-Cheng, you’re certainly welcome here, but I am currently the only other person home at the moment. The men won’t be available for their fittings for a while.”

“Thank you, Alfred. And it’s Marinette, please,” she said with a smile. “But this works out perfectly. I wanted to chat with you for a moment or two.”

“Please come in, then. May I offer you some tea?”

The three settled down comfortably, Leo gnawing on a cookie as Marinette tried to figure out how to broach the topic of… well, anything.

“Maman, give it to him,” Leo prompted.

“You’re absolutely right, Leo,” she said, retrieving a small gift bag. “For you, Alfred.”

“Miss Marinette, I couldn’t! You are a guest of the Wayne family, you shouldn’t feel obligated to make anything for me!”

“It was no obligation, I enjoyed it. Besides, it was partially at the request of a mutual friend.”

He hesitantly opened the bag, gingerly pulling out the tie, his hand shaking every so slightly. It was a beautiful piece of silk, carefully embroidered with intricate peacock feathers, the fabric a deep blue, exactly the same shade as -

“Duusu,” he breathed. “Is he well?”

“Would you like to ask him yourself?” Marinette nodded to Leo, who carefully placed a miraculous box on the coffee table.

“He told me of the other kwami,” Alfred said hesitantly, “and I felt something about you when we first met, but I thought it was just old age effecting me. If you don’t mind me asking, how-”

“Marinette is Ladybug!” Duusu chirped, startling both adults. “You two were taking too long, so Leo let me out.”

“Duusu, my old friend. It’s been decades.”

Marinette concentrated on stirring her tea intently, graciously giving the older man the emotional space that he needed and ignoring the tears that were building in his eyes.

“Alfie! I never thought I would get to see you again!” Duusu chirped, excitedly flying around the man’s head.

“We’ll give you some time alone,” Marinette said softly, leading Leo out of the room. When the door closed behind them, she patted his head. “You did an excellent thing. I think you just made Monsieur Pennyworth very happy.”

“We both did, Maman.”

“We did good, squirt.”

It wasn’t long before Alfred emerged, cupping the peacock broach in his hands with the utmost care.

“There is still some time before the family arrives for their fittings. I was preparing to make some desserts to serve with tea. This is not a demand or a request, but if you would like to help, I would not be opposed.”

“What do you think, Leo? We haven’t gotten to bake since we left Paris. Tikki would probably enjoy some fresh cookies.”

Before the child could respond, the kwami in question flew into sight. “I think that’s a great idea!”

********

For once in his life, Tim got home sooner than expected. A meeting had been cancelled, and his personal assistant seemed more worried about his lack of sleep than normal. Admittedly, he’d spent far too much time researching Ladybug. He couldn’t seem to wrap his head around everything he’d seen, not to mention the fact that the entire city of Paris had been able to keep their heroes a secret, especially as tourism had only increased since her debut.

There was one thing in particular that Tim couldn't stop thinking about. In all of the clips of Ladybug, (and he had watched all of them), there was one move she repeated not infrequently, a certain pivoting high kick that he had recently been introduced to. It was curious that Marinette was able to execute it so well, but it wouldn’t be the first time a civilian had imitated a vigilante’s moves. It was just… curious.

Also curious was the smells that greeted him upon opening the manor door. Alfred’s cooking always smelled good, but Tim was fairly certain that this was what heaven was supposed to smell like. He couldn’t help but follow the scent to the kitchen.

“Maman, the frosting needs more color,” a small voice said.

Leo was standing on a stool, stirring his bowl of frosting carefully enough that his apron wasn’t necessary in the least. Tim felt his heart skip a beat when Marinette turned around to help her son with a smile. Her eyes were soft, and unlike her son, her apron was covered in flour and flecks of batter. He swore his knees went weak when those eyes landed on him and she smiled like he was the sunshine in her life.

It was the way he remembered his mother smiling at his father.

“Leo, Monsieur Tim is home. Say bonjour!” she said, pointing. “Why don’t you explain what we’re making?”

“Bonjour, Monsieur Tim. Maman and I got here early, so we wanted to make treats for your family like my grandmere and grandpere make treats for me when I get home from school,” Leo said, his eyes the only indication of his excitement.

“So what are you teaching Alfred to make?”

“We’re making madeleines, a personal favorite of Leo’s. But no one does madeleine like a Dupain-Cheng.”

Tim glanced around smirking. “This looks like a lot more than just madeleines.”

“Well, Alfred wanted some tips on making macarons, and… I was raised by bakers, making small batches of anything has never been my strong suit. Luckily, I hear sweets don’t last long in the Wayne household.”

Neither Marinette nor Tim saw the look exchanged between the butler and the boy, but Alfred was soon clearing his throat. “Miss Marinette, I think Leo and I have things handled here if you would like to begin Master Tim’s fitting.”

“Are you sure? I can-”

“We’re fine, Maman,” Leo interrupted. “Someone needs to tell Monsieur Alfred when to take out the macarons.”

Marinette looked surprised. “Well, it seems my son has taken to Alfred. As long as he doesn’t mind, I guess it’s just you and me.”

“It’s a privilege, Miss Marinette,” Alfred promised. “Go on, you’ve got a job to do.”

Tim felt inexplicably nervous, and excited, and - did Alfred just wink at him?

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Author’s Note:

This might be the last of the daily updates, but I don’t forsee the rest of the story taking much longer to write. We’re pretty much halfway in, so prepare yourselves. I’m also contemplating writing a sequel when Leo is a bit older, that could be a lot of fun. Let me know if you want to be tagged, or if I missed you!

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your-dietician · 4 years ago

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Billie Eilish and the Pursuit of Happiness

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Billie Eilish and the Pursuit of Happiness

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From the outside, the house isn’t terribly different from others on the block: a cozy bungalow in L.A.’s Highland Park neighborhood with an old lilac tree blooming near the entrance. In fact, it’s legendary: the place where a prodigal teenager and her older brother recorded the album that made Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O’Connell the queen of Gen-Z pop.

It’s a location familiar to any Eilish fan, and at first glance on an absurdly beautiful day in April, not much appears to have changed about the house in the couple of years since it became famous, along with its teenage occupant. The O’Connell family’s rescue dog, Pepper, trudges through the backyard, now joined by Eilish’s year-old rescue, Shark, a gray pit bull. Signs of home-schooling linger in common areas, like an old-fashioned pencil sharpener attached to the wall and dingy supplies precariously placed on a desk.

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But look closer, and plenty is different. For starters, contemporary pop’s most famous home studio, set up in the childhood bedroom of Billie’s brother Finneas, is no longer a studio. Instead, the siblings’ mom, Maggie Baird, has taken over the space. “It still looks similar. There’s just no equipment,” Billie insists as she greets me in her kitchen, gathering ingredients and utensils for the cookies she wants to bake. Her mom’s added a blue rug to the bedroom and sleeps there with their cat, Misha. “We kept [the studio] for a while, then we were like ‘We don’t need this,’ ” Eilish says.

Finneas moved out a couple of years ago, settling down in Los Feliz with his influencer girlfriend Claudia Sulewski. He constructed a new studio in his basement, where he and Eilish began recording music last year. Eilish is, at first, cagey about admitting that she’s moved out as well. “I’m secretive about what’s really going on,” she offers conspiratorially, rummaging around the cabinets of her parents’ kitchen like a college student visiting home on a long weekend. “It’s been a couple of years now where I’ve been doing my own thing. But secretly, because nobody needs to know that.”

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Eilish hasn’t been totally lying about where she lives; she still spends a lot of nights in her childhood bedroom. “I just love my parents, so I want to be around them,” she says, shrugging. Maggie and her husband, Patrick O’Connell, buzz in and out of the kitchen, commenting on the cookie baking and helping Eilish use the old oven. Eilish is sporting her new blond-bombshell look. A 180 from her formerly signature black-with-green-roots ’do, the new hair caused an uproar when she debuted it on Instagram in March. Today it’s damp from a shower, and she’s cozied up in a black T-shirt from her own merch store, along with a pair of matching sweats. On today’s menu are vegan, gluten-free peanut-butter-and-chocolate-chip cookies. She’s reading off an old recipe displayed on a food-stained printout that has clearly been well-utilized over the years. Eilish used to make them whenever she was sad. “It was a therapeutic thing for me,” she explains.

It’s been a while since she’s made the cookies (“You’re seeing history,” she teases). She’s found other ways to process her feelings, namely through writing her second album, Happier Than Ever, which is due out July 30th. The title is no fiction: She has, in fact, felt happier than she ever had before. But like a lot of things in her life, it’s not quite that simple.

“Almost none of the songs on this album are joyful,” Eilish explains, refuting the possibility that her second album is the bright, cheery counterpoint to 2019’s When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? The Babadook-inspired debut conjured up vivid memories of night terrors and lucid dreams over textures ranging from industrial electro-pop to jazzy ballads. Her videos were just as dark, full of spiders and black tears covering her face.

On the surface, Happier Than Ever is a different kind of nightmare. Emotional abuse, power struggles, and mistrust — stories drawn from Eilish’s life and the lives of people she knows — take up much of the lyrics, alongside musings on fame and fantasies of secret romantic rendezvous. The sound is mellowed out from the haunted-house sprawl of her debut: lush, somber, mesmerizing electronic soundscapes trickle down your spine, right along with Eilish’s words.

And yet, even on the darkest songs there are moments of reflection, growth and, most important, hope. This is an album from someone who began to heal long before she wrote it. Or at least tried to.

“Have you ever gotten stung on your head by a bee?”

Eilish mentions she got stung “like 20 times” on a camping trip when she was eight or nine. It’s a story she’s told before. “I don’t know why that popped into my head,” she says. “Why did that pop into my head? I have no idea.”

She posed the question after a bit of mesmerized silence as we watched Shark go to town on an empty can of peanut butter. Eilish doesn’t like silence; she even narrates the cookie baking like a food vlogger. She shows me how to make oat flour (“It’s literally oats on their own; pour them in this thing [a Vitamix blender], full power”) and figuring out the right chocolate chip to peanut-butter-dough ratio. (“Some people like too many. I like too little.”)

“I can’t go to the bathroom without watching something on my phone,” she says. “I can’t brush my teeth. I can’t wash my face.” Over the past year she rewatched a lot of things: Sherlock, The Office “probably like six times,” New Girl “like four times,” Jane the Virgin. There was also time for Good Girls, Killing Eve, The Flight Attendant, The Undoing, and Promising Young Woman “like four times.”

“It’s all on my phone,” she explains. She rarely watches anything on TV, except The Twilight Saga, which she took in for the first time recently, with a friend. “I just watch it while I do anything because it takes my mind off the reality of life. I should go on My Strange Addiction,” she says, coincidentally referencing her 2019 song of the same name (which, by the way, samples dialogue from The Office).

Eilish can’t really go outside anymore. There are paparazzi and creeps waiting for her every move, and some have threatened her safety to the point that she needed a restraining order against them. The instant recognizability of her When We All Fall Asleep-era look — bright-green hair, oversize clothes, saucer-like ocean eyes — helped keep her caged. She grew resentful: “I was a kid and I wanted to do kid shit. I didn’t want to be not able to fucking go to a store or the mall. I was very angry and not grateful about it.”

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When We All Fall Asleep and the image she projected at the time marked her uniqueness from the rest of the pop world. But those things also cemented a view of her she’d love to leave behind. I mention an instruction during a musical challenge on a recent season of RuPaul’s Drag Race where a competing drag queen was told the song she was performing was “very Billie Eilish.”

“What do they think when they think that? Do they think what the internet thinks, which is whispering or whatever the fuck people say? Anytime I see an impression on the internet, it just reminds me how little the internet knows about me. Like, I really don’t share shit. I have such a loud personality that makes people feel like they know everything about me and they literally don’t at all.” She wants people to understand a few things: “That I can sing. That I’m a woman. That I have a personality.” Happier Than Ever offers a statement on all of the above.

“Anytime I hear somebody say, ‘Oh, your songs sound the same,’ it gets me. That’s one thing I really try hard to not do. I think the people that say that have literally only heard ‘Bad Guy’ and ‘Therefore I Am.’ ” Both of those songs feature Eilish’s tendency for muted, moody sing-rapping. These days, she’s channeling the jazziness in her voice, a timbre honed from years of touring, on songs like “My Future” and “Your Power.”

Eilish’s privacy was more precious than she had initially realized. She put a lot of herself out for the world to consume early in her career, when she was an “annoying 16-year-old” (her words) trying to engage with her fandom the way she wanted her favorite artists like Justin Bieber to do back when she was a preteen fan. “It’s sad because I can’t give the fans everything they want,” she says. “The bigger I’ve gotten, the more I understand why [my favorite celebrities] couldn’t do all the things I wanted them to do.”

She struggles to find the right way to frame it. “It wouldn’t make sense to people who aren’t in this world. If I said what I was thinking right now, [the fans] would feel the same way I did when I was 11. They’d be like, ‘It would be so easy. You could just do it.’ No. It’s crazy the amount of things you don’t think about before it’s right in front of you.”

Eilish describes her life as “normal as hell,” and at times, it is. She’s watching Twilight. Going on first dates again, as discreetly as possible. Getting first tattoos (she got a giant black dragon on her right thigh in November and “Eilish,” in an ornate, gothic font, in the middle of her chest the day after the 2020 Grammys). “That’s why it’s hilarious when I see, like, ‘10 reasons why we think Billie -Eilish is in the illuminati,’ ” she says. “I’m like, you know how regular I am, dude?”

She wants to share more details with her fans, but the thought makes her nervous. The songs on Happier Than Ever are buzzing with the fear of “interviews, interviews, interviews,” of the names of abusers or toxic friends being forever tied to her, of her own words coming back to haunt her.

“I wish that I could tell the fans everything I think and feel and it wouldn’t live on the internet forever. And be spoken about and called problematic, or called whatever the fuck anybody wants to call any thoughts that a human has,” she explains. “The other sad thing is that they don’t actually know me. And I don’t really know them, but obviously we’re connected. The problem is you feel like you know somebody, but you don’t. And then it’s like, yeah. It’s just a lot.”

We move outside, to the sole picnic table in the yard, and enjoy the warm, crumbly peanut butter cookies. Shark finds a particularly bright patch of sunlight to lie in. Suddenly, he hops up and runs along the fence, in response to the barks of a neighbor’s dog that he desperately wants to befriend. Eilish is a bit jealous.

“Don’t you just wish that was you?”

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“My mom was saying this yesterday,” Eilish says. “When you’re happier than ever, that doesn’t mean you’re the happiest that anyone’s ever been. It means you’re happier than you were before.”

After an adolescence plagued with depression, body dysmorphia, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts, Eilish started feeling better in the summer of 2019, while on tour in Europe. It was shortly after the release of When We All Fall Asleep, and she was seeing a therapist, had just broken up with a boyfriend, and was joined on the road with one of her best friends (as well as, of course, her parents and brother). “I was thriving,” she says. “I felt exactly like who I was. Everything around me was exactly how it was supposed to be. I felt like I was getting better. I felt happier than ever. And I tried to continue that.”

Early 2020 was a whirlwind. Eilish swept the Big Four categories at the Grammys and started a headlining tour that would have eaten up most of her year. She was more excited than she had been for previous tours, which left her with sprained ankles, shin splints, and chronic pain. She played all of three dates before the pandemic forced her to cancel the rest.

Eilish kind of got to say goodbye to the When We All Fall Asleep era (and the look that helped make her famous) at the Grammys this year, performing the one-off single “Everything I Wanted” with Finneas. Happier Than Ever was nearly complete, but she wasn’t yet ready to show off her new blond look. So she hid it beneath a green-and-black wig. “It was weird,” she reflects. “I was playing this former Billie Eilish with green hair, singing a song from a year and a half prior, while I have 16 new songs that I haven’t put out yet. The fans didn’t really even know that it was a goodbye to an era. That’s kind of heartbreaking but endearing at the same time.”

Recorded as the world went on pause, Happier Than Ever was an opportunity to dig into her personal trauma. “I went through some crazy shit, and it really affected me and made me not want to go near anyone ever,” she says, though she declines to give details.

Like everything Eilish does, the lyrics are sure to spark debate, side-eye emojis, and conspiracy theories as people ponder who she’s singing about. The songs are a mosaic of experience, ripped from her own life and those of people she knows. They juggle deadbeats, secret lovers, emotional abusers. Eilish won’t name names or get into specifics, and she’s quick to remind that this is not just her life she’s talking about. But she also says the stories in the new songs are more honest than When We Fall Asleep, which she describes as “almost all fictional.”

Eilish says she’s letting go of the Old Billie, who would tuck away her own emotions to make others feel better. “There’ve been times where I’ve been really affected by somebody, and I said to them, ‘I need to tell you how you’ve made me feel.’ And they said something that was like, ‘I can’t handle this right now. I just can’t handle this right now. This is going to be too much for me.’ ”

She says she spent so long “being fucked with” and had to realize that while the toxic traits she sings about were often born out of pain, that doesn’t make it OK. “I was talking to a friend about their life, and they told me all this crazy traumatizing shit that happened to them. And I’m like, ‘Oh, right, you don’t have to treat everyone like a piece of garbage, just because you’ve been hurt.’ It’s OK to be traumatized by something and have bad instincts, but also, there’s no excuse for abusing people. There just is not. I feel like everything is excuses all the time. Excuses, excuses.”

Album opener “Getting Older” was particularly harrowing to write. “Wasn’t my decision to be abused,” she sings over a delicately plucking synth beat. By the end, she lays bare what’s on her mind. “I’ve had some trauma/Did things I didn’t wanna/Was too afraid to tell ya/But now I think it’s time.” Eilish recognizes how shocked listeners may be by the rawness of the song. “I had to take a break in the middle of writing that one, and I wanted to cry, because it was so revealing. And it’s just the truth.”

The title track, which starts like a mopey breakup song, then fires off into an electric-guitar-driven rager, was the first thing she started writing for the album, back on the European tour where she felt like she was thriving. The rest of the songs bare different kinds of catharsis, teetering between sexy, electronic beats and warm folkiness, reminiscent of her earliest music. Each song is delicate, sensuous, and balancing naked vulnerability with a bit of self-protective confidence posturing.

Writing about her deepest emotions wasn’t easy for someone who had painstakingly kept the details of her relationships under lock and key. “I’ve been in two [relationships],” she says. “I’ve experienced a lot in what I have done. But I’ve never been in something really real and normal.” The news cycle and fan response to her Apple TV documentary, The World’s a Little Blurry, earlier this year cemented her decision not to name names or get specific about details in the new songs. People are like “ ‘Well, you’re an artist, so when you put something out there like that, you can’t expect people to not dive into it more.’ Yes I can,” she says. “You should absolutely respect me giving you this much information and saying, ‘This is all you get.’ The rest is for my own brain.”

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The most the world has gotten to see of Eilish’s romantic life was in The World’s a Little Blurry, which spanned from the final weeks of recording When We All Fall Asleep in late 2018 through the 2020 Grammy Awards. Eilish wasn’t necessarily psyched for it to come out. “I don’t like to share that part of my life, and I was not planning on sharing that part of my life ever,” she says.

Her ex, Brandon Adams, an artist who performs under the name 7:AMP, played a pivotal role in the film. The World’s a Little Blurry showcases a painful give-and-take between Eilish and Adams, who was then in his twenties. In the aftermath of the documentary, fans went after Adams and his family on social media.

Many have assumed Eilish’s chilling single “Your Power,” which mentions a relationship between a teen girl and an older man, is about Adams. Eilish — who released the song in late April, along with a statement saying, in part, “this is about many different situations that we’ve all either witnessed or experience” — strongly objects to this notion. “Everybody needs to shut up,” she says. The documentary, she insists, “was a microscopic, tiny, tiny little bit of that relationship. Nobody knows about any of that, at all. I just wish people could just stop and see things and not have to say things all the time.”

Eilish describes herself as “clingy,” but since she and Adams broke up in 2019, she’s spent the past two years trying to learn how to exist on her own. “I didn’t know how before,” she explains, “which is ironic because I had never been in a relationship that allowed me to really exist with that person anyway. My emotion always is because of somebody else’s, and that had been such a big pain in the ass.”

She’s still trying to grow out of that. “You heal eventually.”

Eilish and I actually weren’t supposed to meet at her parents’ house. She wanted me to see where she recorded Happier Than Ever, in Finneas’ basement studio. But a pipe burst, nearly destroying the space. “The room had to be completely rebuilt,” he explains later over Zoom. “But my hard drives, synthesizers, and guitars and stuff were all fine. I feel very lucky for that.”

Eilish speaks with relief at how much less draining the recording process for Happier Than Ever was compared with her debut. It was partially due to some peak-mom advice from Maggie early in the pandemic. After nearly a month of lockdown, Maggie suggested that her kids get on a weekly schedule. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, Eilish would drive her matte-black Dodge Challenger over to Finneas’ house. Some days they would write songs. Other days they’d play Animal Crossing or Beat Saber. Every day they would eat good meals: “A lot of Taco Bell, homemade pizza, taro boba, Thai food,” Eilish lists. “Crossroads and Little Pine. Nic’s once. Fatburger once. It was such a reward.”

In The World’s a Little Blurry, the teen’s misery is palpable as she finishes When We All Fall Asleep. Eilish and Finneas had been largely left to their own devices, but pressure still loomed from the label. There were deadlines (the album was due right around her 17th birthday), constant meetings, and an expectation that a star was about to be born, thanks to a couple of years of growing buzz. “I hated every second of it,” she admits. “I hated writing. I hated recording. I literally hated it. I would’ve done anything else. I remember thinking there’s no way I’m making another album after this. Absolutely not.”

This time, there was no pressure. No notes from the label. No meetings. No rush to meet deadlines. “No one has a say anymore,” Billie says. “It’s literally me and Finneas and no one else.” On April 3rd, 2020, the first day of their new weekly work schedule, they wrote “My Future.” Within a couple of months, they realized that they were making an album.

She pulls out a clear acrylic sign holder with the track list written in marker, songs clearly erased and moved around. “I think I’m going to frame this,” she says, smiling. There are some water stains on it, since it got drizzled on when Finneas’ studio flooded.

The 16 songs on the album are the only 16 they worked on. The pair are completists: Once they start a song, they have to see it through with meticulous precision until it’s perfect to them. The way the album sounds is a testament to that, each song a unique, avant-pop soundscape that elevates the baroque trip-hop-ness of her debut.

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“I admire artists that can make, like, three songs in a day and keep doing that over and over,” Eilish muses. She compares songwriting to running, in that it would be “fucking exhausting” to do all the time. “Songwriting is like that for me. I’m pretty good at it, but it takes a lot out of me. I feel like I just ran a marathon whenever I write a song.”

Finneas saw the change in his sister this time around. She liked writing songs, feeling less tortured by the process than before. “It’s been awesome as a big brother to see her become more confident and feel more ownership and just to be more excited than I’ve ever seen her about the music that we’re making,” he says. “I also just think she has objectively gotten even better. That’s my opinion. If she were an Olympic gymnast or something, she would’ve gotten better. She’d be able to do a higher vault or something.”

Since “Bad Guy,” Finneas has become one of pop’s most in-demand producers, working with everyone from Tove Lo to Selena Gomez. He also has his own solo career that’s taken off, though the studio flood came at the worst time possible for it, as he was working on his debut album. Eilish has found Finneas’ career outside of being her creative partner to be “fucking great” and easy for them to adjust to. “It doesn’t interfere at all, and it’s fun for him,” she says. “He only does what he wants to do. He’s not a slave to it.”

“I scratch a lot of itches working with Billie,” Finneas continues. “I think my primary goal was to just go deeper. This was Billie’s sophomore album, you just . . . you have the opportunity to go further inward and further down in your Mariana’s Trench.”

Finneas says that their process is “50-50” creatively, and he speaks proudly about the gated tremolo and distortion that elevate songs like “Oxytocin” and “NDA,” two tracks that look at romance and hookups through the lens of a very famous person attempting to have both under the radar.

“Billie Bossa Nova” takes that theme one step further, building a fantasy around the life of a touring pop star. “We have to do a lot of goofy bullshit when we go on tour, where we enter through freight elevators in hotels and stuff, so that paparazzi doesn’t follow us to our room,” he explains.

“And so we acted as if there was also a secret love affair going on in there of Billie being like, ‘Nobody saw me in the lobby/Nobody saw me in your arms,’ as if there was a mystery person in her life during all of that.”

“I write songs with my brother, and we kind of have to plug our ears when we’re writing about desire for other people because we’re fucking siblings,” Eilish says later. Songs like “Oxytocin,” named for the hormone released in the bloodstream due to love or childbirth, has her wondering “What would people say . . . if they listen through the wall?” over a slinky beat. The folky “Male Fantasy” features her distracting herself with pornography, then meditating on the effect porn has on men.

“The thing is, we’re very open about both of our lives, so it’s not weird, really,” she continues. “It’s just fun. It’s songwriting and it’s storytelling. We just have to think about the art of it and not think too hard about [the lyrics].”

As 50-50 as they are, Finneas drives home the fact that everything is under Eilish’s name for a reason. “In many instances we’ve been asked about our relationship as a duo when it’s billed as a solo artist,” Finneas says. “It’s her life. It’s all her world. I’m helping her articulate that, but it’s really her experiences that she lived through, and on this album she let me into it a lot. But I don’t know what that’s like to go through.”

He quotes his friend, the singer-songwriter Bishop Briggs, who says writing is how she copes with everything. Finneas agrees. “Billie making this album was her working through a lot of this stuff.”

When Eilish releases a new song, she can’t listen to it again. It disappears into the universe, only to be heard by its maker if she happens to catch it as it’s played on radio every hour on the hour. “It’s not because I don’t like it anymore,” she explains. Happier Than Ever has become Eilish’s favorite album in the world, but she’s already mourning the loss of it, months before it even comes out. As we talk, it’s a couple of weeks before the first single is even public knowledge.

“I don’t know how to explain this, but all the songs on the album feel like a specific time, because they feel like when I wrote them and made them,” she explains. “It’s so funny that to the rest of the world it’s going to feel like a certain moment for them, and it’s going to be so different than mine. That’s such a weird, weird thing to wrap my head around. And I will fucking love it. I love it. That’s the reason you do this. It’s for that.”

When Eilish and I speak one last time, “Your Power” has been out for a few days. It spurred reflective conversations online, with many women sharing their own experiences with sexual or emotional abuse. The lyrics about an older partner taking advantage of a younger woman struck a particular chord, and Eilish herself is still processing that reaction.

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“I feel like people actually really, really listened to the lyrics,” she says, flopping around her room in an oversize Powerpuff Girls shirt. “I was scared for it to come out because it’s my favorite song I’ve ever written. I felt the world didn’t deserve it.”

She broke her own Instagram “like” record that weekend as well: Her shoot for British Vogue showed her in more revealing clothes than she had ever been pictured in, channeling Forties boudoir shoots. The images were a topic of internet obsession for days: Was it a betrayal of her more “modest”-seeming fashion before? Did she make the decision herself? But it’s not like her body hadn’t been up for debate even when it was clothed: Her baggy outerwear was used to shame her peers, and she was subjected to belittling, fatphobic assumptions from the too-curious. “I saw a picture of me on the cover of Vogue [from] a couple of years ago with big, huge oversize clothes [next to] the picture of [the latest Vogue]. Then the caption was like, ‘That’s called growth.’ I understand where they’re coming from, but at the same time, I’m like, ‘No, that’s not OK. I’m not this now, and I didn’t need to grow from that.’ ”

Like her fashion experiments, Happier Than Ever is not about resetting who Billie Eilish even is. It’s about expanding the definition and range. But like she feared, she stopped listening to “Your Power” after it came out. “I don’t know. Something changes,” she says, still confused by her own habit.

The song has already taken on a life of its own, so she doesn’t have many expectations for how people will react to the rest of the as-yet-unheard songs. She’d like to make a visual for each track, and plans to embark on a world tour at some point.

She has one other wish for her new music. “I hope people break up with their boyfriends because of it,” she says, with only the slightest tinge of humor. “And I hope they don’t get taken advantage of.”

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