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Serenity (2005) | Movie Clip | River Tam: Fruity Oaty Bars Trigger

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[the-yarb]

Dangly little Fruity Oaty Bar earrings! I sometimes do make things that aren't cats!

[aprillikesthings]

My love of Serenity and Firefly might be somewhat tarnished these days, but this is still a really cool lunchbox

[adapembroke]

Astrology doesn’t tell you who you are and what you’re good at. It tells you what you need to be happy and where your potential is. You might have Jupiter in Leo in the first house conjunct the Sun, Mercury, and Venus, but you are never going to become king of all Londinium unless you actually do the work and graduate from king school. 

A happy Aries is someone who regularly takes on challenges and defeats them. An Aries individual could choose to stay in their room and unhappily spew their hatred for fruity oaty bars all over the internet instead of doing a thing they would find much more satisfying, such as stealing some lord’s money freeing the muddy peasants from tyranny. 

Astrology doesn’t tell you what choices you’re going to make. It just tells you what choices you’re likely to face. You get to decide what to do and who to become.

[imatrisarahtops]

Happy new year! I’m glad to see you writing again! If it isn’t too much trouble could you do 7 and maybe in the firefly au (if that’s okay to request) if not I’m glad for anything! Good luck with the rest of your Big Bang writing!

Ahh, I’m so happy you requested something for this!!  Honestly, I love this prompt.  It’s way too perfect.

For those who don’t know, the background for this fic is in my Firefly AU tag, where headcanons and ideas were discussed.  Based off of the show Firefly, specifically in this case based off of some of the events in Serenity.  I tried to keep some things vague just in case one day I do make a whole universe out of this and wanted to write a much longer fic…

Side note, I was looking up something and ended up getting the Fruity Oaty Bar song stuck in my head.  I hope that any Browncoats reading this are now joining me in my suffering.

Content warning for violence and injuries.

7. “I can’t lose you.  I won’t survive and that’s your fault.  You made me love you.  You let me in.”

It had been the last stand against the Reavers.  Midoriya had gone on to locate the backup transmitter, to get the message out about the Alliance and their dealings with the League, and the secrets they were now so desperately trying to cover up.  The rest of the crew had stayed behind, hoping to buy their captain time.

It hadn’t been an easy battle.  Iida and Todoroki had sustained serious injuries, the rest all battered and bloodied as well, leading the group to retreat.  When the doors malfunctioned, Kirishima had rushed to the emergency lock, forcing them closed but leaving him on the opposite side with the Reavers.

Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, and Kaminari all had to restrain Bakugou, to prevent him from finding a way to follow after him.

In the end, Midoriya was successful and managed to transmit the message. And when he returned to his crew and they opened the blast doors, they were amazed to find the Reavers dead—and Kirishima very much alive.

Alive, but not unharmed.  His skin was still hardened like rock, the result of the Alliance experiments, and in many areas it was cracked open and chipped away like a damaged outer shell.  Despite standing tall and strong, the man swayed on his feet.  Bakugou finally ripped himself away from the others and was at his side in just a few seconds, catching Kirishima as his skin softened to its normal state and he collapsed.

“No—fuck!” Bakugou had taken Kirishima in his arms, desperately trying to stop the bleeding but—gods, there was much blood, so many open wounds… “Ei, you can’t do this—Ei!”  He instead grasped Kirishima’s hand, his breath catching as the pain in his side and ribs seared.  The redhead opened his mouth but no sound came out as he looked up blearily at the blond.  "I can’t lose you,” Bakugou muttered desperately.  "I won’t survive and that’s your fault.”  He swallowed, his voice sticking in his throat.  "You made me love you.  You let me in.”  He watched as Kirishima’s eyes slid shut, and his hand slipped from Bakugou’s.  “Ei!“

Returning to the All Might had been a feat.  Bakugou refused to leave Kirishima’s side, but the man also had his own injuries that needed tending to.  It was Midoriya that had finally been able to convince him to part with the redhead, just long enough for Todoroki to treat Kirishima while Yaoyorozu checked over Bakugou.  However, once Bakugou’s side was bandaged, his ribs taped, his left wrist and palm wrapped, Todoroki told Bakugou that he was permitted to see Kirishima and from that point, he utterly refused to leave his side.

“You don’t need me to do anything,” he’d snapped at Uraraka and Kaminari when they’d tried to convince him to help with some of the ship’s repairs before they got flying again.  “Besides,” he said, tone still edged with irritation and anger as he turned back to the unconscious man lying on the bed, “I’m not leaving him… I’m not letting him wake up alone again.”

Kaminari had stiffened at the comment, far too aware of what Kirishima had gone through during his time at the Academy; he knew how much Kirishima hated the few occasions when he’d had to utter that phrase that put him to sleep.

After that, there’d been no arguments.

Bakugou clasped Kirishima’s hand between both of his.  He wanted to be angry.  He hated everything about it—the way that Kirishima looked so young and small with his hair falling around his face, the way that his skin was covered in spider-web like cracks and cuts that led to bandages covering the larger wounds.  He wanted to scream and shout, to pull out his gun and let off as many rounds as he could against a group of Reavers—or maybe the League and the Alliance and the fucking Blue Sun Corporation.

He wanted to hate Kirishima for doing this.

Instead, Bakugou squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his lips to Kirishima’s knuckles, then rested his forehead against their joined hands.

“You can’t do this,” he said gruffly.  “You need to get better.  You’re going to get better.  You have to.”  He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut so tightly that stars began to erupt beneath his eyelids.  “Just wake up, shitty hair…”Bakugou wasn’t sure how long he sat there, listening to the steady rhythm of Kirishima’s breathing over the distant sounds of the crew working.  Periodically, Uraraka would stop by with a bowl of rice or some soup, something simple for him to eat.  After the third time, she’d threatened to drag him out of the medical bay if he didn’t promise to eat something, and he’d finally relented.

Despite being positioned uncomfortably, hunched over Kirishima’s bed, head resting on one arm while the other hand still grasped the redhead’s, Bakugou did manage to doze.  Just as he finally drifted off to sleep, he thought he felt something and he tensed, jarring himself into awareness.

Then, he felt it again—the fingers held tightly in his twitched.

He sat up straighter, resting his other hand over Kirishima’s.  “Ei?” he asked quietly.

The man tilted his head toward his, though it looked like it was with great effort.  His eyes fluttered open after a moment and he furrowed his brow, trying to focus on the figure in front of him.

“K’suki,” he murmured, the voice sounding rough.  Immediately, Bakugou dropped the hand in his, clamoring to fetch a cup of water and gently coaxing Kirishima to drink it.  Kirishima coughed and spluttered a little as he tried to drink without being able to sit up.  However, now that his throat wasn’t dry, he swallowed, looking at Bakugou more clearly, lips gently curling into the smallest hint of a smile.  “Katsuki…”

He lifted his arm as much as he could, and Bakugou immediately accepted the invitation.  It was nothing more than a small cot, and both men had to be wary of injuries—their own, and each other’s.  Still, the idea of leaving any distance between them seemed utterly incomprehensible.

And when Midoriya came across the scene the following morning, he figured he’d done his duty in distracting the rest of the crew and keeping them busy away from the sick bay, leaving the two men to rest.

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Fruity Oaty Bars

[templeofshame]

For some reason I feel like We Appreciate Power could be sung by the fruity oaty bar girls from Firefly

[sarahsatticoftreasures]

Raspberry Oat and Cacao Nib Crumble Bars (Vegan GF) — Nourishing Amy Oaty, fruity and sticky sweet crumble bars with a chewy oat base, a quick homemade raspberry chia jam middle and a crumbly oat topping with added cacao nibs for crunch.

[nadiashealthykitchen]

Vegan Gluten-free Raspberry Oat Bars

Delicious oaty and fruity treats that are super easy to make. These vegan gluten-free raspberry oat bars are the perfect treat for summer!

These bars make a great snack or a healthier dessert, but they can also be enjoyed for breakfast if you’re in a hurry and don’t have time to put something together. I find treats like this really handy to have in the fridge for those times when I have the urge to reach out for the chocolate biscuits!

The raspberries along with the lemon give these bars a zingy, tart flavour that makes them feel so refreshing and summery. You can substitute some of the sugar for stevia if you want to reduce the sugar content, but I’m not the biggest fan of the taste of stevia so I stick to using coconut or brown sugar.

Vegan Gluten-free Raspberry Oat Bars

Makes – 16 bars

Ingredients

For the oat layer 110g oat flour – plain oats ground up into a flour in a food processor. use gluten-free oats if you’re allergic/intolerant to gluten 145g rolled oats – use gluten-free oats if you’re allergic/intolerant to gluten 4 tbsp coconut or brown sugar 1 tsp baking powder 1/4 tsp salt 120ml coconut oil, melted 1 tbsp lemon zest

For the raspberry layer 300g raspberries Juice of 1/2 lemon – about 2 tbsp fresh 2 tbsp coconut or brown sugar 2 tbsp cornflour

Method Preheat your oven to 180°C/160°C fan. Mix together the oat flour, oats, sugar, baking powder and salt in a large bowl. Add the coconut oil and lemon zest. Mix to combine. Transfer 3/4 of the mixture into an 8” square cake tin lined with parchment paper. Press down with your hands or a spoon to make sure the base is even. Mix all the raspberry layer ingredients in a bowl mashing the raspberries with the back of a wooden spoon, then pour over the oat base. Sprinkle on top the remaining oat mixture and bake for 35-40 minutes. Leave to cool completely before slicing. Enjoy!

Vegan Gluten-free Raspberry Oat Bars was originally published on UK Health Blog - Nadia's Healthy Kitchen

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here’s some fanart of the music video for “Easy” by Mat Zo and Porter Robinson. 

I drew everything there by hand except for: the “Yang Akira” poster, the two screenshots taken from the music video and slightly edited (pinup over white, left; and creature over streaked purple, middle right), the d.va icon, the “fruity oaty bars” ad from the film “Serenity,” and the kanji in the bottom right, which was typed up from the web rather than drawn. used: adobe photoshop cc, wacom intuos. another for the dead tumblr i guess

[the-yarb]

Not Mandatory I am so excited about this Fruity Oaty Bar octopus necklace! Available Saturday at @GeekyTeas! #theyarb #fruityoatybar #octopus #serenity #firefly #josswhedon #whedonverse #notmandatory

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Win

This morning, after giving the kids some oatmeal, I started singing the Fruity Oaty Bars commercial. They wanted to know all about it. I ended up telling them a little bit about the plot of Serenity.

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Mince Pie Cheesecake Oat Bars

Mince Pie Cheesecake Oat Bars - thick layer of rich fruity mincemeat cheesecake sandwiched between gluten-free crumbly oaty shortbread. from foodgawker http://ift.tt/2AYSNLj