#food everywhere

[lulublack90]

Prompt 2 - Rubbish

Wolfstar, January 2, word count 514

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Remus rushed home, praying that his ancient carrier bag would last until he got through the door. He’d noticed the tear beginning to make its way down the bag. It had done well really. Remus had had the bag for going on five years. He didn’t normally put this much shopping in it, which was probably why the poor thing had disintegrated in his hands, but his front door was in sight, just a few more feet.

The bag spilt open in his arms, its contents toppling to the ground. Thankfully, nothing fell out of its wrappers and the eggs were mostly okay. He stooped, picked up each item and hurried to his door.

He dumped everything on the counter and let out a sigh. He was exhausted from work and the thought of cooking anything made him feel even tireder, but he wanted to do this for Sirius, if he even turned up. At least he’d picked an easy dish. He threw the ruined carrier bag in the bin and got to work. By the time the buzzer for the front door went, everything was in the oven cooking. He rushed downstairs and pulled the door open excitedly. His face fell when he saw his father standing there.

“Dad!” He gasped, staring at the man who he looked so much like.

“Are you just going to leave me standing here or are you going to invite me in?” Lyall asked, his voice had a gruffness to it that Remus's never would. He took more after his mum in that. Her voice had been a soft lilting melody to Lyall’s cave troll.

“Yes, sorry,” Remus stammered, moving aside as Lyall walked through the door and up the stairs before Remus could even close the door.

“You’re still living like this?” Lyall asked, his nose scrunched up in disgust.

“Yes, Dad,” Remus said, his voice quiet. Lyall had a way of making Remus feel small and inadequate. Lyall sniffed the air.

“Are you cooking?” He asked, his brow furrowing as he looked towards the kitchen area. Remus felt his ears and the back of his neck heating as his father stared at him.

“Er, yeah, I’m expecting someone. A friend,” He added quickly, unsure why he felt the need to say that to his father. The buzzer went again before Lyall could say any more.

Remus hurried over and pressed the intercom, not wanting to go down if it was just a salesmen, but on second thought that would get him away from his father for a minute or five. “Hello?” He said hesitantly into the rectangular speaker.

“Hello, bed buddy, it’s me,” Sirius’s voice came loud and clear through the otherwise crackly speaker. Remus let his head drop against the wall. Of all the ways Sirius could have greeted him, he chose that.

“Hi Sirius, I’ll be right down,” He let go of the intercom button and raced out of the door, not wanting to see the expression on Lyall’s face as he was sure it would be a mix of disappointment and revulsion.

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[breakbreadwithme]

upside to getting kicked out of my roommate group for next year for no good reason is that i won’t have to wake up & see every inch of our kitchen in a state that would send a health inspector into a coma

[diabolichare]

Is this courtship?

Danny is going to Gotham for his scholarship.

Good news! There's another halfa in the city, and he seems to be a good guy. Bad news: the nearest path to his university is through that halfta's haunt. He could take the long way around, but the costs would be more than his budget can handle, and he'd like to avoid dealing with a pissed-off Red Hood.

Hopefully the offerings will be enough to sate his annoyance (and help maybe, god that man has the most malnourished core he's ever seen).

Meanwhile, Jason is getting incredibly confused over the strange gift baskets that keep appearing on his patrol routes.

[strawberry-s0ap]

@/heartnosekid stimtober

day 1: halloween / autumn nostalgia!

x x x / x x x / x x x

[ryllen]

"Don't u know what u're asking me with these?

'Abandon the sea, and stay on land'"

"Are you sure you know~ what u're getting into, Trey-san?"

[x] [x] [x]

[keiitopop]

anybody want a drink? my treat 🍻

[icaruspendragon]

thoughts on romanticizing mundanity and making kindness defiant:

[yeyinde]

It Follows au but the terrifying entity is just Ghost refusing to leave your house after a hookup.

[scealaiscoite]

‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐 food prompts 𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅

¹⁾ tart, fresh cherries

²⁾ milky tea

³⁾ a can of redbull

⁴⁾ cold pepperoni pizza

⁵⁾ orange segments

⁶⁾ chamomile tea

⁷⁾ burnt toast

⁸⁾ steaming masala chai

⁹⁾ bitter dark chocolate

¹⁰⁾ water-heavy pears

¹¹⁾ salty cinema popcorn

¹²⁾ smooth whiskey

¹³⁾ fluffy cinnamon rolls

¹⁴⁾ rich cuban coffee

¹⁵⁾ streetside pani puri

¹⁶⁾ fresh-baked cookies

¹⁷⁾ pomegranate seeds

¹⁸⁾ sour jellies

¹⁹⁾ homemade soup dumplings

²⁰⁾ hotel room service french fries

²¹⁾ sugared donuts

²²⁾ mexican coca-cola

²³⁾ strawberry milkshake

²⁴⁾ fudgey brownies

²⁵⁾ spearmint gum

²⁶⁾ happy hour cocktails

²⁷⁾ fairground candyfloss

²⁸⁾ salmon sashimi

²⁹⁾ airplane peanuts

³⁰⁾ takeout fried rice

³¹⁾ pistachio gelato

³²⁾ a packed lunch

³³⁾ bruised bananas

³⁴⁾ cheap instant ramen

³⁶⁾ agua de jamaica

³⁷⁾ petrol station chocolate bars

³⁸⁾ soft mangos

³⁹⁾ chicken noodle soup

⁴⁰⁾ convenience store onigiri

⁴¹⁾ lemonade from a neighbourhood kids’ stand

⁴²⁾ chilaquiles

⁴³⁾ a steaming bowl of breakfast congee

⁴⁴⁾ too-sweet instant coffee

⁴⁵⁾ a sunday roast with all the trimmings

⁴⁶⁾ high-end restaurant steak frites

⁴⁷⁾ mango sticky rice

⁴⁸⁾ salsa verde and tortilla chips

⁴⁹⁾ stale bottled water

⁵⁰⁾ rotten strawberries

⁵¹⁾ old-fashioned caramels

⁵²⁾ honey and lemon lozenges

⁵³⁾ garlic bread

⁵⁴⁾ mango loco monster

⁵⁵⁾ clumsily-made spaghetti

⁵⁶⁾ rotisserie chicken

⁵⁷⁾ madras curry

⁵⁸⁾ abuela’s caldo de res

⁵⁹⁾ dirty martini

⁶⁰⁾ tinned sardines

⁶¹⁾ arayes

⁶²⁾ the last slice of birthday cake

⁶³⁾ ripe nectarines

⁶⁴⁾ caviar bump

⁶⁵⁾ iced latte

⁶⁶⁾ sugar cookies

⁶⁷⁾ mulled wine

⁶⁸⁾ baklava

⁶⁹⁾ chocolate poptarts

⁷⁰⁾ warm champangne

⁷¹⁾ sticky toffee pudding

⁷²⁾ blueberry pancakes

⁷³⁾ birria tacos

⁷⁴⁾ hospital pudding cups

⁷⁵⁾ lobster rolls

⁷⁶⁾ fresh honeycomb

⁷⁷⁾ campfire coffee

⁷⁸⁾ sweet tea

⁷⁹⁾ hot honey

⁸⁰⁾ vanilla protein powder

⁸¹⁾ bulgogi beef

⁸²⁾ warm focaccia

⁸³⁾ chilli con carne

⁸⁴⁾ peach cobbler

⁸⁵⁾ cold watermelon slices

⁸⁶⁾ sweet stewed apple

⁸⁷⁾ coloured marshmallows

⁸⁸⁾ vendor stand hotdogs

⁸⁹⁾ dragonfruit redbull

⁹⁰⁾ blood oranges

⁹¹⁾ vanilla coke

⁹²⁾ blue raspberry slushie

⁹³⁾ nicotine gum

⁹⁴⁾ raspberry jam

⁹⁵⁾ pear cider

⁹⁶⁾ pineapple rings

⁹⁷⁾ chicken wings

⁹⁸⁾ salted butter

⁹⁹⁾ coconut meat

¹⁰⁰⁾ wild blackberries

[zeravmeta]

i know that the witch king as we know him probably hadn't been fully conceptualized early on when we had IS1 but i think it would have been hilarious had we found out that Ceobe had also somehow broken into and out of the genesis spire since like, one of the IS collectible is the fucking Witch Kings Horn Itself meaning that ceobe had to have one point seen it and recognized it as super cursed and thus also Taken It

like imagine in the final sections of zwillingsturme when the witch king is talking to fremont and he's like "yes the liches of the sarkaz are some of the only few beings to have reached this place. the ancient feranmut of yan, the ascended consciousness of the ocean, the travelling machines from beyond the fake sky..." and then his face twists. "...that one weird perro that one time who made off with one of my horns"

[jewishdragon]

The entire tiny apartment smells like latkes

[homeofhousechickens]

Tuckered..

[lizardsfromspace]

The best part of the theme restaurant boom of the 90s is that the downfall of most of them was their total apathy to the food. It's really something to read a interview about people investing hundreds of millions into a chain of restaurants, where they care deeply about the Hollywood props and themes on display, and then it comes to what people will eat in them & they shrug and say they're "not a food guy"

[columboscreens]

[babypanther95]

So I know some people are going to hate me for being here, but whatever. I came to Israel just over a week ago to do volunteer work and let me tell you, as a Jew who lives in a place in the diaspora with very few other Jews, the amount of feeling at home and safe and *heard* (despite hearing the bang as Iron Dome worked on New Years Eve) has just been incredibly wonderful.

My husband and I are on this group trip doing volunteer work picking peppers and packing boxes for people displaced from their homes and I'm with other Jews and everywhere I turn there are other people who are *my* people!!!

[thebeastofblackmoor]

clue crew part of my new job is to create a handbook for the next person who has the job and document step-by-step instructions for how to do the tasks.. needless to say, i'm very tempted to include cartoon drawings of myself getting abducted by aliens and fighting coatimundi