#foodstands

[pikselis]

lil kiosk ~

[museumatthelake]

[dcfairwi]

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[valentine-cafe]

Alessio 9948e with a reader who looks like his past lover? It can be fluff, angst or dark!

[ i am eating up every single yandere I see here BARK BARK BARKRBDJDHDJHGHF ]

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 9948e alessio

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍡 ꒱ sorcerer x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪

you caught his eyes from atleast a mile away.

long black hair flowing through the air as the soft silk of robes to leave your body to breathe in. little was different between the appearance that got closer and closer as he made his way over to it, the only difference between jìngyí and you were your eyes and complexion.

it did matter.

it mattered a lot, that you looked like him. he felt his entire body sizzle with poisonous urges. to steal you,

steal you away and protect you from the world. gods. . . you had his facial structure too. . . you must be him

you have to be him, it’s impossible to not be true.

“jìngyí.” he hummed calmly, standing directly next to you.

and yet, your gaze only remained on the little foodstand you were by, raking across the choice of dishes you can order.

only when you felt a hand on your shoulder and you jutted it up and pulled away did you notice the man that stood next to you. emerald eyes piercing through yours.

though despite the vibrant color of the irises, they were clearly darkened of sorts. and you feel your palms grow sweaty with anxiety.

“uh— excuse me?” you ask quietly.

“your voice is so different.” he murmurs.

“what?”

“i know it’s you. you’ve managed to come back— right? come home.” he whispers frantically, grabbing your wrist.

and with own instinct, you attempt to pull away. confused at the man’s behavior and looking over at the street food vendor. who stares in just as much confusion.

“sir would you please leave my custom—” the vendor falls over, suddenly fainted. and you suddenly feel your heartbeat speed up at the horrifying sight. people around you begin to grow quiet and rush away from the area.

you look back at the man, frantically trying to run too.

“stop running from me jìngyí. i won’t hurt you— I— i i WOULDNEVERFUCKINGHURTYOU. STOP IT.” he screams at you, shaking you until you grow lightheaded.

“stop—stop— please stop—”

your cries only momentarily halt his actions. before he pulls you close and blasts a surge of magic throughout the area to make people fall asleep. before snatching you and rushing away from the area. dragging you with him home to his apartment.

and a few weeks later. you were convinced that you were someone you had never been, never was. manipulated and tormented into believing you came back from the dead as the late boyfriend of alessio.

oh alessio. your new, perfect boyfriend. here to take care of you forever and always, and keep your soul bound to his. even in death.

[the-morningstar-family]

Is she hungry?

After a bit of walking, Nova's stomach growls. She covers it in embarrassment with her free arm, pink cheeks growing even pinker.

Alastor: "Right, we never addressed that issue, hm?"

He finds a nerby foodstand with passable quality. It wasn't exacty five stars but it would sadisfy the child's hunger for now. Alastor hands her the food.

Alastor: "There you go, child!"

To his suprise Nova hesitates. Being careful until it's right in her hands and then practically snatching it out of his hands, wolfing it down.

Alastor: "Dear, slow down-"

She jumps a little in suprise and holds the food closer, as he would take it away again.

Alastor: "I am not taking it away. But you should eat slower, otherwise you might make yourself sick."

She eats it slower, eyeing Alastor cautiously.

[allisonbaelfire]

Amethyst. - PART 7

After the Cavalry Battle, there was a short lunch break. While all the students from the various UA classes tried to find something to eat or rest before the next test, I noticed Shoto grabbing Midoriya to talk to him. Before I could intervene and save Midoriya from my hot-headed brother again, I saw a red feather pass by me – Hawks?

“Sorry, Midoriya,” I muttered to myself as I followed the feather.

The feather moved swiftly through the crowd, weaving between students and teachers alike. I kept my distance, not wanting to draw attention, but made sure not to lose sight of it. The feather seemed to know exactly where it was going, leading me through the bustling hallways of UA.

We turned a corner, away from the busy foodstands and towards a quieter part of the school. The noise of the students faded, replaced by the distant hum of ventilation and the soft echoes of our footsteps. The feather continued its journey, leading me down a narrow corridor that was rarely used.

Finally, it guided me to a secluded courtyard, a small hidden gem within the vast school grounds. The area was quiet and empty, the perfect spot for a private conversation. As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, the feather stopped and hovered in the air before gently falling to the ground.

I looked around, my eyes scanning the area for any sign of Hawks. “Where are you?” I whispered, feeling a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

Suddenly, he flew down towards me, grabbing me in his dive. He spun me playfully around, and even though I hated flying, I couldn’t help but grin. I was happy to see him. Hawks then put me down gently, his playful grin never leaving his face.

“Right here, Dove.” Hawks bowed down – proud of his entrance, his usual playful grin on his face as he got up.

I looked at him, still smiling. “Why did you bring me here?” I asked, curiosity evident in my voice

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You’ve been distracted, Y/N. I’ve seen you miss attacks from your classmates, not to mention how you didn’t even notice me until now. That’s not like you at all.”

His words hit me hard. I knew I had been struggling with the pressure from my family and adjusting to life at UA, but I hadn’t realized it was affecting me this much. “I… I guess I’ve been preoccupied,” I admitted softly.

Hawks stepped closer, his gaze filled with concern. “Listen, Dove, I get it. You’ve got a lot on your plate, but you can’t let it get to you like this, ya know? You’ve always been sharp, observant. I need you to stay focused, especially now.”

I was somehow relieved that Hawks admitted it was him, I had sensed following me the past few weeks when Katsuki and I walked home. On the other hand, I was confused about why Hawks would follow me at all… even when we patrolled together almost every evening, he never followed or brought me home, he always said “You can handle yourself and the poor guy who would dare to pick a fight with you”.

“What do you mean? Especially now?” I asked him.

Hawks’ expression turned serious, and he glanced around to ensure we were truly alone. “There’s something going on, something big. I can’t go into details, but I need you to be at your best. If you’re distracted, it could put you and everyone else in danger.”

I frowned, unsure of what he meant. “Hawks?”

He sighed, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a rare look of concern. “There are things happening in the hero world that you need to be aware of. I can’t give you all the details right now, but trust me, it’s serious. I need you to be sharp and ready for anything.”

Of course, I was confused by Hawks’ hints, but I nodded. I knew that further questioning would lead nowhere. He probably had another secret mission and was risking his neck just to warn me. If I trusted anyone, it was him.

“Are the students in my class the ones I need to watch out for?” I asked Hawks, trying not to show any emotion.

At first, I didn’t want to ask the question. I liked the students of 1-A, but I would never again find myself in a situation where I couldn’t protect my family just because I hadn’t paid better attention.

Hawks said nothing, probably afraid that someone might find us here or even eavesdrop. He merely shook his head slightly, denying my question, and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.

However, Hawks’ playful demeanor didn’t return. “I can’t keep watching you,” he began. “I know you don’t want to play Endeavor’s game, probably out of love for your little brother, but you have no choice now. I need you to show everyone in the next test why you were the youngest Pro-Hero ever. This is important.”

I nodded, taking a deep breath to steady myself. “I understand,” I replied, my voice steady. “I’ll do my best.”

He gave me a reassuring nod, his eyes filled with a mixture of pride and concern. “I know you will.”

Hawks came closer and gave me a hug – which was unusual for him and especially for me, but I gave in.

“Try to find allies you can really trust,” he whispered in my ear. “I’ll try to place a feather near you to guide or help you, whenever I can but I’ll be gone for a while.”

He pulled back slightly, his playful grin returning as he ruffled my hair. “Don’t worry, Dove. I’ve always got your back.”

I felt a warmth spread through me as he held me, a reminder that despite everything, I wasn’t alone. After a moment, he pulled back fully, his usual laid-back stance returning. He crossed his arms casually, one wing extending slightly as if ready to take off at a moment’s notice.

“Now go out there and show them what I taught you, don’t put shame on my name, will ya?” He winked, giving me a gentle push with his wing.

I nodded again, feeling a renewed sense of determination, but not just for myself. I didn’t want to disappoint Hawks, and I needed to protect my classmates. I had a feeling Hawks wasn’t just here to warn me, but also so I could protect my brother and Class 1-A finally this time.

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Katsuki Bakugo P.O.V:

Bakugo noticed, just as I did, that Shoto grabbed Midoriya to talk to him. But unlike me, he was more curious and followed them unnoticed.

Keeping a safe distance, Bakugo moved stealthily, his sharp eyes trained on Shoto and Midoriya. He could feel the tension between the two, and it piqued his interest. What could Todoroki possibly want with Deku?

As they reached a more secluded area, Bakugo slipped into the shadows, close enough to hear their conversation but far enough to remain unseen. His curiosity was burning, but he kept his cool, his breath steady and quiet.

Shoto’s voice was calm but firm as he spoke. “Midoriya, I need to understand something. Your connection to All Might… it makes you different. Stronger, somehow. I want to know why.”

Midoriya looked taken aback, his eyes wide with surprise. “Todoroki, I… it’s not what you think. All Might believes in me, and he sees potential in all of us. That’s all.”

Bakugo’s eyes narrowed as he listened. He knew there was more to Midoriya’s relationship with All Might, something deeper that neither of them was saying outright. He clenched his fists, frustration building. He hated being left in the dark and he hated useless Deku.

Shoto continued, his gaze intense. “I don’t want to rely on my father’s power. I need to find my own way.” He paused, his expression hardening.

Bakugo’s mind raced. This wasn’t just about quirks or training; it was about something more profound.

“I want to beat Y/N and show her that our father is a monster we never needed, even if I have to break my own sister to make her see it.”

Midoriya looked shocked, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Sh-Shoto, Y/N’s your sister. You don’t have to—”

Shoto cut him off, his gaze cold and unwavering. “I know what I’m doing, Midoriya. This is the only way.”

Bakugo stayed silent, but he felt a surge of anger at Shoto’s words. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, the tension making his knuckles turn white. Bakugo knew all too well the pressure of living up to others’ expectations, but this was something different, something darker.

The thought of Y/N being hurt made Bakugo’s blood boil. He had seen her strength, her determination, and somehow her kindness. Bakugo couldn’t explain why he felt anything at all after hearing Todoroki’s words. He barely knew Y/N, and the sibling rivalry shouldn’t be his fucking concern, but he felt a protective instinct kicking in.

“Have you ever heard of quirk marriages?” Shoto asked Midoriya, his voice tinged with bitterness. “There were those who sought out potential mates solely with the intention of creating powerful children. Many people were forced into relationships.”

Midoriya listened intently, his body tense, not daring to interrupt.

“My father has plenty of money. He bought my mother’s relatives to get his hands on her Quirk,” Shoto admitted, his eyes dark with memories of his family’s past. “And now he’s raising Y/N and me to usurp All Might. Y/N has always been training under him, no matter what happened in our family. She’s determined to become number one, so she listens to him no matter what.”

Shotos his fists clenched as he recounted his story to Midoriya. Bakugo, too, was shocked by what he heard, his own fists tightening in response.

“I refuse to be a tool for that scumbag. In every memory of my mother, I only see her crying. I remember her saying my left side is unbearable before she poured boiling water on my face.” Shoto hid his scar with his hand, his voice trembling slightly with anger and pain. “Y/N was there immediately when she heard our screams. She froze my mother, her ice flames so cold they nearly killed her. Y/N didn’t back away until I hugged her and begged her to stop.”

As Shoto spoke, memories flooded his mind. He remembered the day vividly. Y/N froze their mother with her ice flames, her expression one of fierce determination. She wasn’t afraid at all—in fact, she looked almost resolute. Shoto asked himself what Y/N would’ve done if he didn’t have the courage to approach her.

Shoto’s voice grew softer, tinged with sorrow. “Y/N hasn’t talked to our mother since that day.”

Katsuki was conflicted within himself. He believed Todoroki’s story, yet he couldn’t believe that Y/N would be capable of killing her own mother. As he had come to know her through their training over the past few weeks, Y/N didn’t have a malicious bone in her body. Sure, she drove him crazy with her grinning, sarcasm, and constant challenges, only to fucking smile at him afterward. Y/N was no murderer. Yet, her own brother seemed to harbor at least a small amount of fear towards her while trying to save her – just as she tried to save him.

Bakugo’s thoughts were a mess. He understood the gravity of the situation but couldn’t reconcile the image of the smiling, sarcastic girl who trained with him with the one Todoroki described.

He took a deep breath, trying to process everything he had just heard. Bakugo’s face twisted into a scowl as he backed away, deciding it was time to return to the others. But one thing was clear: he wouldn’t let Todoroki out of his sight. Not for a second. It seemed like Todoroki just became Bakugo’s personal opponent.

___________ Let me know what you think of the Story so far! <3 Amethyst - Masterlist: Klick here!

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

I had a lot of fun with the windtrace this year. I usually only play multiplayer events the bare minimum to get the rewards but this year was surprisingly fun. I ended up playing it a lot towards the end. Do you have any fun stories from the experience?

i'm a co-op enthusiast but i can see why others would rather not

this year i think the dadaupa map was the easiest one as a rebel. twice i survived a match without capture by making a beeline for the device around the tall trees and just climbing one of the trees whenever the hunter came near. truly, genshin players never look up all over again. it also worked on the short trees which is hilarious. on the ritou map, too, if you went straight for the device by the foodstands, the one with the maple tree off the stone ledge.

not from this year but by far my funniest experience in windtrace was last year i think, in the vimara village map. the hunter started the match being generally mean and annoying in chat so i decided to try and get the coin bonus for never using a disguise. went with zhongli too, tall male, not even trying to hide. i climbed on top of the one palm tree with the flower-looking leaves (this one v)

and just stood there at the very top, in the middle of the leaves. like straight up just standing there, noisy seelie and all, zhongli on top of the tree.

hunter never saw me. i don't think i have it on video sadly

[howlingday]

Blake: This isn't a restaurant. It's a foodstand in a hole.

Taiyang: Hey, this establishment's been in business for fifty years!

Blake: Fifty crappy years. And y'know what else has been in a hole for at least fifty years?

Blake: DEAD PEOPLE FROM SIXTY YEARS AGO!

[samkat10423]

Port District

In one of her posts, Hancyan said that the area down by the port was a tourist destination. So, I decided to add to that idea.

Where the Wan-Goddard house used to be, is the Drea Salon. I plan on making a family of designers named Drea, so in my town history, the old owner of the property died and the city fathers decided to foreclose on the property and put it on the auction block to try to recover back taxes. Realizing that there was a dearth of skilled stylists in town, the Drea family decided to use all of their savings to purchase and renovate the property, and bring some much-needed fashion to Sunset Valley. And this is the result!

This lot came with the town and other than change out some of the interior furnishings for stuff from that Storybook set - and add a couple of mud-bath tubs from Around the Sims - I really didn't do anything to this lot. Oh! I did arrange the tattoo chairs to look like they were part of a barbershop, but nothing major.

Next door was a house. But since there are more houses in this town than I will have sims to stick in them, I decided to change it into a commercial lot - in keeping with the tourist-trap thing.

This is another lot from that Magic Kingdom Disney world, called the Crystal Arts and Music Studios. The ground floor has a bunch of musical instruments, and the 2nd floor has some artist easels. Anyway, it was originally on a much smaller lot, so I had room to add stuff. Like the parking for buggies and bicycles, the planters and the small stage in the back, and all the rest of the landscaping. The building itself was sort of a pinky brick color. Again with the Pepto-Bismol theme the creators of that world seemed to like so much. So, I aged it up a bit to better fit in with its new surroundings. On that tiny stage in the back, I used that "singing spot" that I think I got from @danjaley, plus some instruments. That little table with the umbrella came from Around the Sims 3 and is a foodstand.

Then next door - where Claire Ursine's lot was in the original town - is my firehouse. There was a pretty little park there, but since there is another park right across the street, I moved the one that was here elsewhere in town. Mostly because I really wanted my firehouse down in this area and didn't have anyplace else where it really fit.

Then - where the Frio lot was in the original - is this little lot. I haven't done anything to it yet, but I plan on using that industrial kitchen set and making it into a restaurant. Right now, it's a little tearoom - although to make sharing easier, Hancyan left the interior of the build almost empty. So, that works perfectly for me.

This is the final lot on this side of the street - and the only residence now. It did have wood siding, but I changed it to brick. Again, to fit in better with the area. I have 2 sims lined up to live here. The owner is a naive dude in the science track who took in a young, homeless "lady" who was wandering aimlessly around town. Unknown to him, she has "sticky" fingers and is on the run from the Pinkertons.

And this area of town is now done! I did build a tiny Asian eatery using that one store set down by the port. But I'll show that to you on another post. I've also started creating sims for this town - something I HATE doing, since I have to go into the hated CAS. And, I remodeled the Goth residence - getting rid of the graves since none of those sims have died yet. In fact Gunter's father is a little boy in this town. I do have to create some more "dead" sims for the town cemetery to replace all the Landgraabs and other sims that wouldn't have been around when the town was founded. Oh well. Gives me a reason to use some of that period stuff.

[carpblu]

You know what the worst thing about this is? I volunteered for a foodstand on Friday from five to ten a while ago. What do you think when the woods sex Tape will drop?? Worst case I'd have to take a ,, bathroom break" to watch it and scream about it at all of you 😭🙈

[eulaliasims]

Last but not least in Three Lakes: Axe Wood Campgrounds. I forgot I started working on this lot first and was pleasantly surprised to find it half-done when I opened it again, thanks past me. <3

I tried to copy my last makeover of this one (wish I'd saved that one), with a few tweaks. There are three distinct campsites, a foodstand, a small building with coffee and hot cocoa machines to help sims get warm, and a swimmable pond.

[worldismyne]

Trick or treat!

Someone answered the door! They weren't expecting visitors, but they managed to find something for your trick or treat bucket.

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Crystal blue waters hung overhead in a cool blanket that chased out the heat. Most of her friends were busy snacking on cheap food from the foodstands, but Maka sat transfixed by the sea of battle scars that circled the tank. On her right, Black Star had hid his cane behind where they sat, pretending he too was interested in the dolphins and not just seaking a break from the densely packed walkways.

[straightmansummer]

county fair tumblr

🐑 sheep-barn Follow

BAHHHHH!!!!!! BAHHHHH!!!! MAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!! BAHHHHHHHH!!!

#vent

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🍀4-H-foodstand Follow

Get a hotdog for $3 and support local 4-H Clubs! 🥰

👩‍👧‍👧 mom-running-the-cash-box Follow

I need a smoke break

👦 young-white-child Follow

they gave me twenty dullars and bought 2 walking tacos and Pepsi

👦 young-white-child Follow

help

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👴 oldman1

These days the fair is more about making money than supporting young exhibitors. They focus so much on the rides and the vendors and the derby and we lose sight of what a fair is really celebrating, and what it's celebrating is agricultural achievement. These kids work for months taking care of their projects and learning about the effort put into raising livestock and they get sidelined for the new.

👴 oldman2

My grandson bought his steer as a calf with his own money he earned from selling tomatoes at the farmer's market and I couldn't be more proud. The average fairgoer doesn't think twice about the work ethic kids learn from livestock projects.

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🐄 dairycow

grasspilled cudmaxxing

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👨‍👩‍👦 family-visiting-the-fair

Ooooh look at that! The sheep are wearing blankets! They must get cold 🥶🥶

🧔🏻 SheepMan1

Actually, the blankets are to keep them clean for the show!

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🐖 hog1 Follow

oh cool a trailer!

🐖 hog2 Follow

oh boy a trailer!

🐖 hog3 Follow

huh looks like we're going into a trailer

🐖 hog4 Follow

oooooh bet we're going back to the farm

🥩 local-butcher-shop

hi guys

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[noveloctoling]

Grand Festival Log #4

Shallow wanted me to talk about the food, so I'm going to talk about the food lol

There are so many foodstands around the festival, and knowing Shallow, she went to every single one.

One of the most popular is the Robo-Ramen or something. They brought one of the bots from the place to cook! That's actually so cool. Shallows says the food tastes better at this stand than at the actual place because of how much quicker they serve it up. While their aren't as many options, she says it's perfect for a day like this. I don't agree, I'd much rather get ice cream because it's very dry.

There's a taco stand right in front of the ramen stand which Shallow says is a perfect blend of savory and spice. She enjoys the ability to pick and choose her toppings, even if there aren't as many options as usual. Of course, a little too hot for a time like this for me. I'm also not a spice fan, there's other options for cooler things.

There's a fruity stand or something that serves cold fruit sticks and juice right next to the taco stand. This is my favorite because of how sweet the options are, and they're nice and refreshing for such a dry day. Shallow also enjoys this stand, and she says that the sweetness is perfect for a desert. I agree! This place is also going viral for the fact that the owner put a Callie plush there and people were reminded of the "haunted callie plush that steals all your pepsi and calls you a bitch" meme lol.

There's also a fast food stand that serves things like hamburgers and ICE CREAMM!! I only got ice cream from it, because that's the best part! Shallow says that the food here is surprisingly good for a fast food truck, and she says that it isn't even frozen, unlike multiple other places she's been.

There were so many other places, but I couldn't keep up with how fast she was talking. Yes, she went and got food from every food stand, and she's still going. Shallow's leaving her reviews at every stand, and they're all positive. She should become a professional food critic at some point. She's probably going to fall asleep some point at this festival, and Haggy told me that if she does, she will take pictures. I love them so much.

[lavendersims115]

Sabrina: So the city's cool 'cause you'll have more freedom. Plus the foodstands that generate in Willow Creek aren't as good as in San My.

Anika: That's what my parents said, but I'm not sure about the "freedom" part. I've already gotten five "be safe" texts from my mom!