#cons of Raisins

[daily-deliciousness]

Rice pudding

[fullcravings]

Arroz Con Leche (Mexican Rice Pudding)

[morethansalad]

Habichuelas con Dulce / Creamy Sweet Beans Dominican Dessert (Vegan-Friendly)

[paukitstuff]

"I'm not a child, you don't have to hype me up" [esp/eng]

ESP: Necesitaba hacer este audio con Black Raisin Cookie 😭

ENG: I needed to make this audio with Black Raisin Cookie 😭

[mariacallous]

Imagine for a second, a group of Jews cooking a slightly different version of challah for Shabbat, matzah for Passover, and donuts for Hanukkah. A group of people whose ancestors were forced to convert to Catholicism against their will, yet continued to practice Jewish customs underground, even at the risk of being ostracized and tortured for doing so. Meet The Silent Jews.

Sometimes referred to as Crypto-Jews, anusim (Hebrew for coerced ones), or conversos, Silent Jews are descendants of Spanish Jews expelled from Spain and Portugal in 1492. Most left medieval Iberian territories for the Ottoman Empire or North Africa; others fled persecution and settled in new frontiers in the New World, where many found refuge. 

I come from one of those persecuted families who came to South America around 1532 and discreetly practiced Jewish rituals, living in fear of being hunted down by the Inquisition. I only found out that my family was actually Jewish as a teenager, that all our colorful, fragrant, crunchy dishes were deeply rooted in Judaic culinary traditions from 16th-century Spain. That the ingredients and aromas of my mom’s kitchen resembled dishes from the Sephardic gastronomy repertoire. 

When the pandemic struck, the combination of lockdown, curiosity, and melancholy led me to knead, mix, and eat plates from my mom’s Jewish inheritance passed on through several generations of women in our family. The kitchen was the right place to honor their sacrifices, bravery, and perseverance to maintain tradition, despite centuries of fear and persecution.

My locked-down days soon began to be filled with ingredients such as eggplants, spinach, leeks, and turnips, which mingled with the scents of cinnamon, anise, cardamom, and nutmeg, coming together with dried fruits and legumes.

Arroz con garbanzos (chickpea rice) was one of those dishes. With its characteristic aroma of bay leaf, caramelized onions, and raisins, it’s cooked with turmeric to give it its signature yellow color. As a kid, it was often mixed with a fried egg, with parsley sprinkled on top. In my search for Sephardic recipes, I became aware that this dish is very similar to pilaf with saffron, a Mediterranean spice my ancestors did not have access to since it didn’t grow in their new home.

Another delicious dish that also appears in the kitchens of Sephardic Jews from Turkey, Greece, and Morocco is estofado de berenjenas (eggplant stew). Made by sautéing eggplants in olive oil with garlic, onion, and cumin, this quick stew is served with smoked cheese or feta and an abundance of cilantro. My family pair it with homemade bread or corn arepas, an example of incorporating local ingredients.

On the most stressful days of the past year, comfort food became a necessity. A hearty dish of huevos con tomate (eggs with tomato) afforded me a sense of tranquility and a break from the chaos and uncertainty that surrounded me. This dish, which closely resembles shakshuka, was cooked at my house with ají dulce —the Caribbean’s colorful semi-spicy pepper— chili flakes, and smoked paprika. It’s so piquant and fragrant, I usually pair it with plain white rice or bread. However, my mother served it as a second course to complement her traditional pescado mermao, a hake fish stew cooked over a slow fire in an iron skillet with a mixture of garlic, peas, and eggplant, smothered in a sauce of chilies and tomatoes. The last touch included a bunch of fresh cilantro leaves and a hint of sour lime juice. It filled our entire house with a thick, citrusy aroma.

And the desserts! Buñuelos, small balls of fried dough with a sweet or salty filling; mine are usually made with raw cane sugar syrup, cloves, and nutmeg. There was always cake — plantain cake with cinnamon and smoked cheese, or traditional bizcochuelo, a sponge cake that was ever-present in my school lunchbox. Similar to pan d’Espana, which Sephardim took with them to the Diaspora, my mother put her own spin on this soft, light cake, using cornmeal instead of ground almonds, substituting orange blossom water with a few drops of rum, and swapping grated orange peel for the peel of a lemon, instead. 

Reconnecting with my roots through food during these difficult times has helped me to cope with stress, anxiety, and loneliness. There’s still so much to cook, eat, and share; I’ll continue paying homage to each and every one of the dishes that my family preserved with such dedication and courage. This is the only way I can celebrate — and always carry with me — their everlasting legacy.

[bonezone44]

Anyone else having visions of Joel Miller being tied down and milked??

here's 2 unfinished thoughts:

Imagine Joel being milked for his sperm. Like they need as much as they can get to breed with his semen, so they have to tie him down to a chair and jerk him off again and again. Even past the point of tears. He's a man. He can take it, right?

The next one gets a little into some non-con territory.

2) Yeah, Joel came, but it wasn't his fault. She musta put somethin in his drink. He didn't know what was going on. He just woke up with his hands tied behind his back and his ankles strapped to the chair. Yeah, it was a wooden chair, but he didn't wanna tip over and hit his head and hurt himself even worse. And she tied him down good, y'all. His wrists were burnin, he was tuggin on them so hard. He had the lines of blood to prove it, too.

And he didn't know why she felt the need to break into his house, drug him, tie 'im up and use 'em like a goddamn horse at the rodeo, but she did. And he didn't wanna cause anymore trouble for her--a woman like that is troubled enough as it is. Pressing charges would probably just make matters worse.

But, goddamn she rode him hard. Used her hands and her mouth on it, too. Milked him over and over again til his lap was all sticky and then kept on going. And he got bruises all over his neck and chest from her suckin on his skin like she was trying to suck the meat off his bones. Like he was a goddamn chicken wing.

Shit.

He felt like a goddamn chicken wing. All slathered and devoured and tossed away once she got every little bit of him that she wanted.

And sure, she was attractive. There was no denying that. And the wetness between her legs was like a goddamn Hoover. And the more he filled it up, the hungrier it got.

And it's not that he enjoyed coming that much--his spend mixing with her slick like a creamy syrup. It was biology. It was simply his physical body reacting to stimulation. It's not his fault that he blew his load so many times that it felt like his balls had shriveled up into itty bitty raisins. It's not his fault that he was gasping and crying and begging for release when she would bring him to the edge again and again and again.

He's only human, after all. He was trying to appease to her nature by egging her on and thrusting back up into her. He was trying to help her get her fill--thinkin that maybe if he helped her come a few times, too, that she'd have pity on the poor man and let him go.

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[justforbooks]

The actor Lou Gossett Jr, who has died aged 87, is best known for his performance in An Officer and A Gentleman (1982) as Gunnery Sergeant Emil Foley, whose tough training transforms recruit Richard Gere into the man of the film’s title. He was the first black winner of an Academy Award for best supporting actor, and only the third black actor (after Hattie McDaniel and Sidney Poitier) to take home any Oscar.

The director, Taylor Hackford, said he cast Gossett in a role written for a white actor, following a familiar Hollywood trope played by John Wayne, Burt Lancaster, Victor McLaglen or R Lee Ermey, because while researching he realised the tension of “black enlisted men having make-or-break control over whether white college graduates would become officers”. Gossett had already won an Emmy award playing a different sort of mentor, the slave Fiddler who teaches Kunta Kinte the ropes in Roots (1977), but he was still a relatively unknown 46-year-old when he got his breakthrough role, despite a long history of success on stage and in music as well as on screen.

Born in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, Louis was the son of Helen (nee Wray), a nurse, and Louis Sr, a porter. As a child he suffered from polio, but became a high school athlete before a basketball injury led to his joining the drama club. His teacher encouraged him to audition professionally, and at 17 he was on Broadway playing a troubled child in Take a Giant Step, which won him a Donaldson award for best newcomer.

He won a drama scholarship to New York University, but continued working, in The Desk Set (1955), and made his television debut in two episodes of the NBC anthology show The Big Story. In 1959 he was cast with Poitier and Ruby Dee in Raisin in the Sun, and made his film debut reprising his role in 1961. On Broadway that year he played in Jean Genet’s The Blacks, in an all-star cast with James Earl Jones, Cicely Tyson, Roscoe Lee Brown, Godfrey Cambridge and a young Maya Angelou; it was the decade’s longest-running show.

Gossett was also active in the Greenwich Village folk music scene. He released his first single Hooka Dooka, Green Green in 1964, followed by See See Rider, and co-wrote the anti-war hit Handsome Johnny with Richie Havens. In 1967 he released another single, a drums and horns version of Pete Seeger’s anti-war hymn Where Have All the Flowers Gone. He was in the gospel musical Tambourines to Glory (1963) and in producer Mike Todd’s America, Be Seated at the 1964 New York World’s Fair.

His plays became more limited: The Zulu and the Zayda and My Sweet Charlie; the very short run of Carry Me Back to Morningside Heights, in which he played a black man owning a white slave; and a revival of Golden Boy (1964), with Sammy Davis Jr. His final Broadway part was as the murdered Congolese leader Patrice Lamumba, in Conor Cruise O’Brien’s Murderous Angels (1971). Gossett had played roles in New York-set TV series such as The Naked City, but he began to make a mark in Hollywood, despite LAPD officers having handcuffed him to a tree, on “suspicion”, in 1966.

On TV he starred in The Young Rebels (1970-71) set in the American revolution. In film, he was good as a desperate tenant in Hal Ashby’s Landlord (1970) and brilliant with James Garner in Skin Game (1971), taking part in a con trick in which Garner sells him repeatedly into slavery then helps him to escape.

In 1977, alongside Roots, he attracted attention as a memorable villain in Peter Yates’s hit The Deep, and got artistic revenge on the LAPD in Robert Aldrich’s The Choirboys. The TV movie of The Lazarus Syndrome (1979) became a series in which Gossett played a realistic hospital chief of staff set against an idealistic younger doctor. He played the black baseball star Satchel Paige in the TV movie Don’t Look Back (1981); years later he had a small part as another Negro League star, Cool Papa Bell, in The Perfect Game (2009).

After his Oscar, he played another assassinated African leader, in the TV mini-series Sadat, reportedly approved for the role by Anwar Sadat’s widow Jihan. Though he remained a busy working actor, good starring roles in major productions eluded him, as producers fell back on his drill sergeant image. He was Colonel “Chappy” Sinclair in Iron Eagle (1986) and its three dismal sequels.

But in 1989 he starred in Dick Wolf’s TV series Gideon Oliver, as an anthropology professor solving crimes in New York. And he won a best supporting actor Golden Globe for his role in the TV movie The Josephine Baker Story (1991). He revisited the stage in the film adaptation of Sam Shepard’s Curse of the Starving Class (1994).

Gossett twice received the NAACP’s Image Award, and another Emmy for producing a children’s special, In His Father’s Shoes (1997). In 2006 he founded the Eracism Foundation, providing programmes to foster “cultural diversity, historical enrichment and anti-violence initiatives”. Despite an illness eventually linked to toxic mould in his Santa Monica home, he kept working with a recurring part in Stargate SG-1 (2005-06). A diagnosis of prostate cancer in 2010 hardly slowed him down.

Most recently, he played Will “Hooded Justice” Reeves in the TV series Watchmen (2019), in the series Kingdom Business, about the gospel music industry, and in the 2023 musical remake of The Color Purple.

His first marriage, to Hattie Glascoe, in 1967, was annulled after five months; his second, to Christina Mangosing, lasted for two years from 1973; and his third, to Cyndi (Cynthia) James, from 1987 to 1992. He is survived by two sons, Satie, from his second marriage, and Sharron, from his third.

🔔 Louis Cameron Gossett Jr, actor, born 27 May 1936; died 28 March 2024

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at Just for Books…?

[toxicanonymity]

I know your name is literally anonymity but I sometimes wonder what you look like or what you like or hate etc. I just would love to learn something personal about you 😭🫶🏼 but I respect you being absolutely anonymous here. It's actually a very big privilege!

And: do you have anything planned in writing/posting, something we can be excited for? I'm such a big fan of your work

Tysm nonnie! 🖤🖤 I'm happy to share some things about myself (below). Sometimes I wanna be less anonymous, but sadly it's served me well with how obsessive haters can get. You can always ask stuff though, I'd answer what i can and ignore what I'm hesitant about.

Thinking of posting some Narcos next ... Perhaps in the raid AU, perhaps not, I have nearly finished fics or drabbles in both. But i also started a kinda unhinged thighs out Joel scenario lol.

Likes & Dislikes without being a perfectionist...

Beverages

Like: water, grape juice, apple juice, chocolate milk, hot chocolate, matcha, ginger tea, caffeine free diet coke (fountain only) with cherry syrup

Dislike: alcohol, regular coffee, orange juice

Breakfast

Like: biscuits and gravy, egg white veggie omelets, green smoothies, croissants, waffles, yogurt parfait

Dislike: pancakes, jelly and jam, donuts

Comfort foods: egg in a hole, coconut soup

Fave condiments/spices/sauce/toppings: vinegar, mayo, mustard, sour cream, steak seasoning (like it on potatoes), apple pie spice, alabama white & North Carolina BBQ sauces, pesto, goat cheese, pizza sauce (w/ a spoon if good enough lol), Parmesan, sundried tomatos

Pasta: angel hair, capellini, tortellini, linguini

Crayola crayons (idk if they're all current). Colors go by the crayon when you draw with it.

Like: pacific blue, cerulean blue, brick red, burnt sienna, dandelion, hot magenta, earthworm scented

Dislike: cornflower blue, green-yellow

Smells/scents

Currently wearing: Nette La Forêt. I'm in an exploration phase and trying a variety but this is my fave rn.

Like: Woody, clean, fresh, eucalyptus, lavender, rose, burning wax / snuffed out candle, new shoes, leather, new tires, new car, tennis balls. Notes: amber, sandalwood, cetalox, vanilla

Dislike: Heavy citrus, anise/liquoriche

Sweets

Like: ice cream, froyo, brownies (no nuts), paletas (🥥 is a fave), lucky charms marshmallows

Dislike: Cake, cupcakes, caramel, oatmeal raisin cookies, anything with nuts or raisins really. I will pick them out of arroz con leche...

Actors

Make me more likely to watch something: Boyd Holbrook, Pedro Pascal, Kyle gallner, Bill and Alexander Skarsgård, Denzel Washington, Kate Winslet, Nicholas Cage, Adam Driver

Dislike: John krasinski, Adam Sandler, Meg Ryan

Appearance - heart shaped face, eyes on the larger side, dark circles, upturned nose, smaller lips. Sometimes glasses (favoring larger lenses)

I'm up for answering other categories or Qs if you're curious about random stuff. No-gos are work, family/partner, location, zodiac.

If I skip a tag game I prob overthought it or drew a blank.

[coolvieilledentelle]

Apportez du soleil de l'Italie à votre table

Pâtes aux sardines comme en Sicile (pasta con le sarde) pour 4 personnes (si c’est un plat unique et vous avez de l’appétit augmentez de 1/3 les quantités)

Préparation : 15 min Cuisson : 15 min

600-700 g de sardines si possible de Méditerranée extra fraîches (ou 350-400 g de filet) ou à défaut des filets surgelés

320-340 g de pâtes longues type bucatini ou spaghetti

30 g de pignons de pin de Méditerranée

30 g de raisins secs

3 pistils de safran

2 filets d’anchois à l’huile d’olive

1 càs de pluches de fenouil (ou, dans l’idéal, 5-6 pluches de fenouil sauvage) ou, à défaut 3-4 graines de fenouil (voire plus si l’on aime)

1 oignon jaune

huile d’olive vierge extra

sel et poivre 

1. Laver les sardines sous l’eau froide et les gratter très délicatement (sans retirer la peau), coupez la tête, la queue et la nageoire dorsale. Ouvrir dans le sens de la longueur et retirer les abats (toujours sous l’eau). C’est plus simple qu’il n’y paraît car la tête et les abats partent facilement Garder de côté les filets (et jeter le reste).

2. Tremper les raisins dans de l’eau tiède 10 min. Dans une grande poêle, faire revenir l’oignon émincé avec 5 càs d’huile et une louche d’eau. Porter à frémissement puis laisser cuire à feu doux pendant 5 minutes. Ajouter le safran dilué dans un càs d’eau, le fenouil, les anchois, les pignons et les raisins égouttés. Saler et poivrer et laisser cuire 3 minutes. Ajouter ensuite les sardines, 2 càs d’eau de cuisson (voire le double) des pâtes et laissez cuire 5 minutes.

3. Pendant ce temps, portez à ébullition une grande quantité d’eau dans une grande casserole. La saler puis y plonger les pâtes. Laissez cuire le temps indiqué sur le paquet en ayant soin de mélanger régulièrement. Égoutter les pâtes avec un peu d’eau de cuisson, les plonger dans la sauce et mélanger de manière à les enrober.  Servir bien chaud de suite avec un filet (généreux) d’huile d’olive.

[mykey-and-bobby-koopa]

((It's August 13th, which means… Koopa Week has come to an end.

To commemorate that event, here are some facts about Kamek, Bowser's Magikoopa servant:

• His full name is Karmelo Krystal Koopa.

• His shortened name is derived from his first name and the initial of his middle name.

• His middle name was derived from the color of his shell, which is light blue and without spikes.

• He is 59 years old. His birthday is December 21st.

• His sign is Sagittarius and his stone is turquoise.

• In terms of height, he is taller than Morton and shorter than Morton and Wendy; in terms of weight, he weighs the same as Jr.

• He has been nearsighted since he was 40, since then he has had to wear high magnification glasses. As he gets older, his vision becomes more blurry because he develops cataracts.

• His favorite dessert is rum raisin ice cream.

• His favorite color is gray.

• His shell is smooth, with no spikes on it.

• He walks semi-hunched over because his tunic is somewhat heavy. If he took it off he would feel lighter and would be upright like the rest of the Koopalings

• During his adolescence he wanted to study magic, being one of the first Koopas to be a Magikoopa. His love for it was born when he played “Dungeons and Koopas”, almost always being the role of a magician.

• He has an older sister, being only two brothers.

• He is a great lover of reading, he knows many things. One of his topics of interest is medieval fantasy literature.

• His first job was being the assistant of Bowser's grandfather, who at that time was the king. From there he has served the royal family uninterruptedly until the present. From the beginning Bowser's grandfather saw potential in him with his powers and magical abilities, teaching the young princes magic.

• He saw Bowser's father and Bowser himself grow up, knowing everything since they were both young.

• You could say that he is like the Koopalings' “grandfather”, since he treats them with tenderness and scolds them in equal parts. He helped in the birth of each one

• He met Mykey and Bobby's parents in person, being very close to them.

• Shortly after Bowser's father was crowned king, he met a Koopa with whom he fell in love. However, things did not go so well and nothing came of it. Since then, he has not wanted to start a relationship with anyone, even today.

//

Es 13 de Agosto, lo que significa que... la semana koopa ha llegado a su fin.

Para conmemorar ese hecho, aquí algunos datos sobre Kamek, el magikoopa sirviente de Bowser:

Su nombre completo es Carmelo Krystal Koopa.

Su nombre abreviado deriva de su primer nombre y la inicial de su segundo nombre.

Su segundo nombre fue derivado del color de su caparazón, es cual es celeste y sin pinchos

Tiene 59 años. Su cumpleaños es el 21 de diciembre

Su signo es sagitario y su piedra es la turquesa.

En cuanto a estatura, es más alto que Morton y más bajo que Morton y Wendy; en cuanto a peso, pesa lo mismo que Jr.

Es miope desde los 40 años, desde entonces ha tenido que usar lentes de gran aumento. A medida que su edad avanza, su vista se torna más borrosa debido a que desarrolla cataratas.

Su postre favorito es el helado pasas al ron.

Su color favorito es el gris.

Su caparazón es liso, no presenta pinchos en ellos.

Camina semi-encorvado porque su túnica es algo pesada. Si se la quitara se sentiría más ligero y estaría erguido como el resto de los koopalings

Durante su adolescencia quiso estudiar magia, siendo uno de los primeros Koopas en ser magikoopa. su gusto por ella nació cuando jugaba “Calabozos y Koopas”, siendo casi siempre el rol de mago.

Tiene una hermana mayor, siendo solo dos hermanos.

Es un gran amante de la lectura, sabe muchísimas cosas. Uno de sus temas de interés es la literatura fantástica medieval.

Su primer trabajo fue siendo el asistente del abuelo de Bowser, quien en ese momento era el rey. Desde ahí ha servido a la familia real ininterrumpidamente hasta el presente. Desde el principio el abuelo de Bowser vio potencial en él con sus poderes y habilidades mágicas, enseñándoles a los jóvenes príncipes la magia.

Vio crecer al padre de Bowser y al mismo Bowser, conociendo todo desde que ambos eran jóvenes.

Se podría decir que es como el “abuelo” de los Koopalings, ya que los trata con ternura y los regaña a partes iguales. Él ayudó en el nacimiento de cada uno

Conoció en persona a los padres de Mykey y Bobby, siendo muy cercano a ellos.

Al poco tiempo de que el padre de Bowser fuese coronado rey, conoció a un Koopa del que se fue enamorando. Sin embargo las cosas no salieron del todo bien y no se llegó a nada. Desde ese momento no ha querido entablar una relación con nadie, incluso en la actualidad.

[greensagephase]

Nonviolent Communication Part Five Food Guide/Reference Post

Disclaimer: Photos are not mine. Variations of some of the food exist as it depends on the region of the individual.

Pan Dulce - Sweet Bread (Mexican pastries)

Concha - word literally translates to "Seashell" but it's a kind of pan dulce (the specific kind Miguel and reader ate)

Tamales - I feel like everyone knows these but they can be made out of chicken or beef, and of green or red chile.

Sweet Tamales - These are sweet tamales so they include sugar and can include different toppings like raisins, pineapple, and cinnamon sticks (not to eat but for flavor). Sometimes this varies based on the background of the individual. My mom has always added food coloring to make them pink and light green.

Pozole - A kind of soup/stew made from hominy and meat (can be chicken or beef). There's different flavors based on the kind of chiles used. The typical versions I've had are red and green but I also know of pozole blanco or "white pozole." People add different toppings to it based on the region they are from like cabbage, diced onion, and avocado.

Buñuelos - fried dough fritter. These are so good and are usually made for Christmas time (based on my experience).

Items on Gabriella's Ofrenda:

Pulparindos: the thin yellow packs included in Gabriella and Gabriel's ofrenda

Pelon Pelo Rico - the small green/white bottles with red lids

The pink gum tablets on Gabriella's ofrenda (those at the very end)

Paleta Payaso - the clown chocolate covered marshmallow lollipop This is how they are always portrayed but...

they always look different when you open them

Drinks mentioned on Gabriella's Ofrenda:

Yakult: the small bottles with beige liquid and red letters

Choco Milk: chocolate powder. It's like Nesquik.

Arroz con leche (Rice with Milk) : rice pudding but Mexican version

[rose-and-clover]

10 things!

thanks @jordensgolde for for tagging, I have a weak spot for such stuff!

LAST SONG - Jagwar Twin - The Circle (0)

LAST BOOK - Shadowhunters: The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare

LAST MOVIE - Wild Mountain Thyme (rewatching)

LAST TV SHOW - Picky Blinders (rewatching)

LAST VIDEO GAME - Hogwarts Legacy

SWEET/SPICY/SAVOURY - dulce de batata (sweet potato jam) / wasabi / empanada con carne dulce (pie with meat, olives and raisins)

RELATIONSHIP STATUS - have a partner

LAST THING I GOOGLED - birthday cards for @jordensgolde

CURRENT OBSESSION - writing fanfiction (young royals - wilmon)

LOOKING FORWARD TO - tonight's video call with my bestie

oh, who wants? Please consider me tagging you! <3

[morethansalad]

Arroz con Leche Popsicles / Rice Pudding Popsicles (Vegan-Friendly)

opt for (evaporated) coconut milk, plant milk (powder), or other plant-based alternative

[chaotic-on-main]

Do you hear that?? The tinkling chime of your favorite instrumental blasting from an oncoming ice cream truck down the street? It's summer where I'm at which means it's time for hot weather and cold ice cream!

Let me write you a drabble/one-shot!

My freezer is on full blast and my shutters are now open until July 31st! What can I get ya?

What I need from you:

☀️ Send me an ask with your preferred ice cream and favorite topping! ☀️ Please only one ice cream and topping at a time, but you are absolutely allowed to request more than one! ☀️ With your ask, please give me a general scenario/idea you'd like to see in it! As you'll see, the tropes are very vague and if you're able to give me some specifics, it will help a ton!

Rules:

☀️ Must be 18+ to partake. Please have your age on your blog. It doesn't have to be specific, just "over 18+" will do! ☀️ I do not and will not write smut, but I can do suggestive as stated below. I also will not write non-con, A/B/O, SA, or cheating. ☀️ No anons allowed. If you ask on anon, I will not answer. Unfortunately with anons, I have no way to confirm your age. ☀️ I do reserve the right to turn down a request. I may dm you with a reason why if I choose not to.

Important notes:

☀️ I do not plan to start on these until I finish my last chapter of my main fic Unspoken Words which means it will probably end up being the beginning of July! ☀️ All characters are aged up. ☀️ I've never written for a lot of these characters so it might take me a bit longer but I WILL get it done. ☀️ This is open to any and all. Following not required but much appreciated! ☀️ I will most likely write gn!Reader unless stated otherwise! ☀️ If not stated, I will most likely write these in a ModernAU unless I can make it work in canon! I may dm you if I'm running into problems.

☀️ Levi ➵ matcha green tea ☀️ Hange ➵ mint chocolate chip ☀️ Erwin ➵ rum raisin ☀️ Miche ➵ cinnamon ☀️ Armin ➵ vanilla bean ☀️ Sasha ➵ cookie dough ☀️ Jean ➵ peanut butter cup ☀️ Connie ➵ cookies and cream ☀️ Marco ➵ double fudge brownie ☀️ Reiner ➵ lemon sorbet

☀️ Gojo ➵ birthday cake ☀️ Megumi ➵ pralines and cream ☀️ Toge ➵ chunky monkey

☀️ Tanjiro ➵ raspberry sorbet ☀️ Nezuko ➵ red velvet cake ☀️ Rengoku ➵ pumpkin spice ☀️ Uzui ➵ neopolitan ☀️ Shinobu ➵ lavender and honey ☀️ Mitsuri ➵ sakura blossom ☀️ Giyuu ➵ sea salt dark chocolate

☀️ Percival ➵ coffee ☀️ Vex’ahlia ➵ salted caramel ☀️ Scanlan ➵ rainbow sherbet ☀️ Pickle ➵ orange dream ☀️ Keyleth ➵ butterscotch ☀️ Vax’ildan ➵ black cherry ☀️ Grog ➵ rocky road

☀️ Sprinkles ➵ first date ☀️ Caramel drizzle ➵ hallmark AU ☀️ Whipped cream ➵ meet-cute ☀️ Chopped nuts ➵ blind date ☀️ Cookie crumbles ➵ hurt/comfort ☀️ Candy ➵ mutual pining ☀️ Fresh fruit ➵ suggestive (smut-adjacent) ☀️ Hot fudge ➵ one bed ☀️ Kitchen sink ➵ whatever you want (within my limits)

[sciatu]

IL CREPUSCOLO A SIRACUSA

Il tramonto ad Ortigia, vive di leggeri contrasti, come nel colorarsi di rosa delle antiche case e dei palazzi rivestiti così di una parvenza di quiete e pace contro la rombante fretta dei turisti che cercano un parcheggio, o di ciarliere comitive colorate che seguono sul cellulare, strade serpeggianti verso i punti più belli dell’isola o verso i tanti ristoranti che riempiono vicoli e cortili. È un contrasto che vive del lento scurirsi del cielo e dell’accendersi dei piccoli vicoli, del vociare dei ragazzi e delle silenziose forme statuarie dei grandi alberi, un contrasto che trovo nei balconi che raccolgono l’ultima luce contro il vociare sereno ed allegro delle famiglie sedute nei vicoli, nel veloce cambiare della luce del sole riflesso sulle alte finestre contro il pallore ingrigito dei vicoli bui, dell’andare e venire dei camerieri con le mani ingombre di profumate pietanze e nell’immobile nell’attesa del desiderato pranzo, nel passeggio lento ed intimo delle copie che raccolgono passionale amore nell’eleganza compita dei palazzi contro l’indifferente sonno dei bambini distesi in traballanti passeggini, nella musica tradizionale siciliana allegra e travolgente che scioglie la freddezza dei turisti nordici. Contrasto che si perde nelle strade principali affollate e luminose e nel silenzio dei vicoli dove i padroni sono gatti curiosi, contrasto che rivive nel silenzio degli imponenti cortili e nella baraonda dei ragazzi che giocano a calcio con una lattina di coca. Un contrasto che si scioglie nelle discussioni oziose delle coppie mentre si aspettano i piatti da consumare, nel sospiro leggero della brezza che scivola tra i vicoli silenziosi, nell’odore del mare che riempie le strade deserte e la barocca bellezza delle chiese. Anche noi ci fermiamo in un buon ristorante così che il sapore della notte ormai prossima si impreziosisca con il sapore dei calamari farciti da pinoli e uva passa e la fragranza fiorita di un vino bianco siciliano.

The sunset in Ortigia thrives on light contrasts, such as in the pink coloring of the ancient houses and buildings thus clad in a semblance of quiet and peace against the roaring rush of tourists looking for a parking space, or of chatty colored groups following on their cell phones winding roads towards the most beautiful points of the island or towards the many restaurants that fill alleys and courtyards. It is a contrast that thrives on the slow darkening of the sky and the lighting up of the small alleys, the shouting of the boys and the silent statuesque forms of the large trees, a contrast that I find in the balconies which collect the last light against the serene and cheerful shouting of the families seated in the alleys, in the rapid change of sunlight reflected on the high windows against the graying pallor of the dark alleys, in the comings and goings of the waiters with their hands full of perfumed dishes and in the motionless waiting for the desired lunch, in the slow and intimate walk of the copies that collect passionate love in the refined elegance of the palaces against the indifferent sleep of children lying in rickety strollers, in the cheerful and overwhelming traditional Sicilian music that melts the coldness of Nordic tourists. A contrast that is lost in the crowded and bright main streets and in the silence of the alleys where the owners are curious cats, a contrast that relives in the silence of the imposing courtyards and in the hubbub of the boys playing soccer with a can of coke. A contrast that dissolves in the idle discussions of the couples while they wait for the dishes to be eaten, in the light sigh of the breeze that slips through the silent alleys, in the smell of the sea that fills the deserted streets and the baroque beauty of the churches. We too stop in a good restaurant so that the flavor of the coming night is embellished with the flavor of squid stuffed with pine nuts and raisins and the flowery fragrance of a Sicilian white wine.

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Más de la mitad de todas las páginas la hice hoy mismo, mi alma acaba de ser succionada y ahora es una pasa.

Donnie, Casey y April aun tienen la cara pintada pero se me olvidó ponerlo-

Y sí, Donnie le rompió el brazo a Mao con el uso de sus poderes.

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More than half of all the pages I did today, my soul has just been sucked out and now it's a raisin.

Donnie, Casey and April still have their faces painted but I forgot to put it on-

And yes, Donnie broke Mao's arm with the use of his powers.

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