#i look at any spicy cheese and think of them now

[crnl-chicken-tots]

Quick doodle on the new tab so I can get a feel for the new display until my big unit is fixed or replaced, whichever happens first

[crystalflygeo]

How to Warm Up your Dragon ft Zhongli + fem!reader

cw/tags: ngl this is MOSTLY VERY FLUFFY but it has a veeeery spicy part ehehehehe, praise kink, biting, bit of rough sex, creampie, dirty talk. Reader is technically Fontainian but you can ignore that tbh

notes: Y'ALL THIS HAS BEEN ON MY WIPS SINCE BEFORE FONTAINE IT'S BEEN SOSOSOSOSO LONG I started writing at the start of winter here, now it's summer lmao but hey at least it's winter in the northern hemisphere so... enjoy the snow and dragon man!! Also also... no one guessed what the gift was but Rin was the closest!

Your mother always used to say the way to a man's heart was with food.

you wonder if that applied to archons... er, dragons? adepti?

In any case...

Zhongli has always been a... particular eater. A very refined palate. It's not that he was hard to please, to tell the truth. But he always seemed to have an extra comment, something to add or change to a dish to make it ‘a little more special’.

But you'd quickly find out he had a soft spot for broths and soups, bamboo shoot soup being his particular favorite. Even when it took a lot of hard work and time to prepare, the way he did so was worth it, simply spectacular.

That's why you could almost cry with joy when he happily praised one of your favorite dishes. A fantastic soup d'oignon passed down on your family. Nothing to add, no extras or corrections, he'd enjoy it to its fullest talking about the creamy texture and unique flavor of the cheese so different from those found in Liyue.

So, today you decided to prepare it. Nothing better to warm up on this chilly season, and besides you'd just received a shipment of ingredients from your family.

The rhythm of a knife on a cutting board fills the air, along with a delicious smell. You finish slicing the onions into thin strips and add them to the pot at the stove, humming lightly while stirring. You really hope nothing would keep your dear Zhongli too busy today, so he could be just in time to enjoy this while still fresh and warm.

You turn off the other burner as the beef stock had already warmed up, and start washing some dishes while keeping an eye on the food. It is… rather amusing just how domestic this all feels. Not too long ago you were adventuring over Teyvat, facing off all sorts of crazy dangers, exploring, and never stopping in one place and now… now this feels like home.

And that is without taking into account who your fiancé even is. The former Geo Archon. You shake your head with a light chuckle. It’s still so weird to think of such an imposing figure from legends to be so… him.

You dry your hands and start to pour the broth on the now-golden onions, stirring.

Zhongli is sweet, caring, attentive, wise, with just the right words at the right time. Admittedly a bit airheaded at times, funny when he wants to be. A refined gentleman through and through unlike anyone you’d ever met.

And he loves you.

And you’re engaged.

Warmth rises up to your cheeks along with a small smile as you lower the heat and start grating the cheese.

You heard sounds at the front door and then steps. Oh, early today. Zhongli walks up to you with a smile, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek, his hands resting at your waist as he leans in from over your shoulder. “Welcome home, Li.”

“Thank you” He replies in that deep suave voice. “That smells good my love, would you like some help finishing?”

You shake your head a little. “Please, there’s no need, you just got home. Go take a bath and unwind a little, I’ll finish here and we’ll eat.”

Zhongli looks as if he’s about to say something but simply nods. “Hmm, alright then.” He pulls you a little closer in his embrace, as if he’d missed your contact, your scent. Zhongli inhales deeply, tension seeping off of his body and he gives a soft kiss at your shoulder before almost regretfully pulling away. You chuckle a little and stir the pan.

How domestic and loving indeed.

…

Later when the food is ready and served, he returns to the small kitchen dressed in much more casual and comfier robes. Your eyes linger a little on the small expanse of exposed skin at his neck and chest and then stop at the way his long hair is tied up in a bun.

“Not washing your hair today?” You ask casually, taking your seat.

 “I… Perhaps I have gotten rather used you doing it. I simply didn’t feel like it.”

You can’t help the short laugh that escapes you, even as you try to cover it a little. “Is this your way of saying you wanted me to bathe with you?”

His golden eyes twinkle. “I would certainly enjoy indulging in that more often.”

Your cheeks flush and you avert your eyes.

He takes a spoonful of soup and hums, closing his eyes to appreciate the flavors. “The finest ingredients cooked with true expertise. Simply divine, my love, thank you.”

“Flatterer.” You say, a little embarrassed but he can see right thought it, your little grin, the little shift in your posture.

“I am simply stating the truth.” He replies and continues eating. You can see his shoulders relax and the small satisfied smile at the warm food, it makes you a little giddy as you start eating as well.

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bundling up during winter was obvious, right?

Putting on layers and layers of clothes. And true, perhaps Liyue didn't get as cold as other nations such as Fontaine, Mondstadt or of course Snezhnaya, but maybe it was exactly for that reason the temperature drop seemed to affect everyone all the more. Besides, the people would take any excuse to show off their fancy coats, scarves and other cold-climate outfits.

Zhongli naturally wore many layers, and he did mention once or twice he wasn't as affected by the cold. Yet, his business partner had gifted him a thick snezhnayan cloak.

The thing was entirely ridiculous, too bulky with a fluffy overtop, the colors dark and cool not matching Zhongli at all.

And yet he'd used it! (Only twice... but still)

You were not jealous, not at all.

You just wanted to... give him something he'd also enjoy and wear around, yes. Something personal, something he’d like and look at and remember you.

But what?

Ugh, it’s not like you were really well versed in sewing. Back at home you’d even had some machinery for that, but here in Liyue… you wracked your brain thinking what could you give him. He had quite a few elegant outfits, fitting him perfectly and enhancing all his attributes, all personally tailored by one of his late Yaksha so they held immense sentimental value as well… how could you compete with that?!

Right, right, it was not a competition. You sigh. Zhongli will probably be happy with anything you give him, but still…

An idea pops into your head and you can’t help but chuckle. Oh, it’s so silly… but maybe…

Simple enough, personal, something he’d use during the cold season only around you. Could work, you decided as you pick up your things to go visit the textile shop.

If nothing else, it could at least get a good chuckle out of Zhongli, right?

And so, for a few days you work on your little project. Turns out sewing was indeed a little harder than expected but you were trying your best. The kind lady who’d sold you some excellent wool had also given you some tips and they proved to be most useful indeed!

Regrettably you didn’t exactly have the right measurements so you more or less eyeballed them. Eh. It’ll be fine…

Zhongli almost came close to finding out too, though you were inconspicuous enough. You’re sure he suspects something.

“It will all be worth it, it will all be worth it…” You mumble to yourself with a frown as you finish trimming one of the stitches. Your fingers hurt.

…

“Li! I have something for you!” You exclaim happily, hands behind your back holding the wrapped-up item you had worked so hard on. An excited glow on your smile and bright eyes.

“Oh? Am I going to finally see what you’ve been guarding to secrecy this past week?” He replies coolly with a knowing smile, amusement dancing on his tone as he places his teacup down.

Nothing escapes him.

“Yes” You present him the gift, your hands then fidget nervously, having nothing else to do now. “I hope you like it! It’s… my first time doing something like this… i-it may not be that good, it’s kind of silly but-”

“Darling please do not fret, I would love anything you give me.”

Your shoulders relax.

Zhongli unwraps the paper and finds a rich dark brown fabric staring back at him, he picks the item and opens it, trying to gauge its shape, thick wool, a little rough around the edges but you did mention it was your first try and he is honored enough you’d make such effort for him.

However…

What is it exactly?

He turns the item around trying not to show too much confusion on his face as to insult you or make you feel bad, it looks like… a severely oversized legwarmer?

“It’s…” You start, feeling a little shy and silly once more. “…for your tail.”

Recognition shines in his eyes and he blinks at the item. 

“You- I know you like to let loose a little around the house and let your illuminated beast features show, I love you tail too but I know… the scales get cold easily a-and usually we just bundle up with a blanket but I thought-”

“I love it.”

You stop running your mouth as soon as he utters those words, Zhongli looks at you with a gentle calm and your heart could melt at the sincerity in his expression. “No one had ever made something like this for me.”

He stands and unfurls the item, then, in a flash of gold his dragon tail manifests, majestic as ever and swaying lazily, the tuft of fur at the end flickering with each move. He maneuvers a little to slip the ‘tailwarmer’ on and though it sags a little, much to your relief it at least fits nicely. There is a yellow diamond pattern near the base that you’d started working on but deemed too difficult for a first try. It was a cute little detail though, maybe next time.

“Warm and cozy.” He chuckles and you beam at him, before letting out a squeak as said dragon tail curls around you, pressing your forward against his chest.

“Thank you, my love.” He cups your face and kisses your forehead.

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The air is hot and heavy as soft moans and grunts fill the room.

Well, this was certainly a way to warm up… and get some good cardio.

You pant and squirm on the plush surface of a heavenly mattress as the familiar weight of the ex-archon descends upon you. His arms going from a golden orange hue to a deep charcoal, lines of gold thrumming across his skin, glowing softly in periodic pulses up strong muscular arms. Golden horns rise from soft brown hair curled at the tips, two on each side like a crown, while a powerful scaly tail wraps around your calf holding your leg up, spread.

This is Rex Lapis. Morax. Any other number of names he had. This is the Geo Archon.

“Zhongliii!” You whine, his hands caressing your body, claws teasing along your skin, pinching a nipple, fangs grazing your collarbone and a long serpentine tongue licking a hot stripe across your neck.

The head of his cock teases at your entrance, already rock hard and burning like a brand, your hips canting for more. For him to finally fill you, to feel his thick overwhelming girth stretch you, breed you… you want to be filled so full it overflows, so that it dribbles down your thighs and ass in thick, slick rivulets of his love.

“Patience my love.”

You whimper and jerk at that, about to cry out for him again when he rolls his hips and sinks in your warm hole. Your breath catches in your throat as your head throws back on the soft feather pillows.

He pushes into you inch by inch, carving a space for himself with a soft rumbling groan. His lips seek yours as his hands slide to your hips and press hard enough to bruise. His kiss devouring, all-consuming with need as he bottoms inside you, hips pressed flush.

Gods you feel so full, stretched and filled every inch and then some, and he doesn’t allow you a moment to pause and adjust either. A beast of a man in the best of ways, he withdraws halfway, only to slam forward in a fluid firm thrust.

“Mng-! Ah!”

“Mine. All mine. S-so warm and thigh- nghh…”

His pace starts slow, his voice alone enough to drive you crazy with how deep, carnal, animalistic it is against your neck. Sharp canines teasing the elegant column of your throat as he moves.

“Oh! so good… Li… f-faster… faster ple-ahhn!” Your voice pitches high as you babble, pleasure coiling on your gut.    

“As- you desire…” Strained words still sounding like the very embodiment of sex, his voice so sinfully deep, so erotic it washes over you like liquid silk, like molten gold, only heightening the sensations of his quickening pace. In and out, in and out, skin slapping on skin. “You’re… you’re so perfect for me-”

You take him so well, your legs spread wide, your back arched, your insides molded to his length, enveloping him in the most mind-blowing of heats. The bed creaking as Zhongli delivers another powerful thrust, hitting a sweet spot deep within you and making you elicit a sharp keening sob of a moan. Your hands scrambling from the sheets to seek purchase at his back, curled up under his arms to scratch viciously trying to hold onto something, anything as he drives into you thrust after thrust after thrust-    

“I’m- I’m gon-ahnn! Z-Zhongli… ooohh!”

Fuck you are close. So, so close…

He nips at the soft spot between your neck and shoulder. “Almost there… little one.” He huffs between strained grunts and you whimper at the pet name. Golden claws sink on the bedsheets, gripping thigh for leverage as he moves faster, frantic, hips like pistons he fucks into you like a wild animal, the bed rocking, shaking with each thrust. “C-close…”

You mewl and moan, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore but just feel the hot burning pleasure, his warm puffs of breath on your skin, your sweating bodies dampening the sheets and you desperately want to feel his warm seed inside you, filled to the brim with his creamy cum.

“Pleasepleaseplease i-in! In-s-ahh!” You come with a sharp cry, vision blurring, muscles clenching, your insides squeezing around him, milking him for all he’s worth.

It was enough, the tipping point for the dragon, his thrusts shallowing out until he ruts as deep as he can and shoots his load inside you with a guttural groan. Thick spurts pumping inside you before it pools out around his own cock, leaking from your body until there’s nothing left to give.  

Everything is hot… so hot… the air heavy and musky with the scent of sex…

…

Zhongli slumps softly atop your body after what feels like ana eternity, his cock still comfortably nestled within your slick walls, cushioned by fluttering muscles. You lay beneath him, sweaty and shivering, breathless, chest raising and falling rapidly in small gasps as you struggle to catch your breath but oh, how you took his away…

 Beautiful, truly… your half-lidded eyes glazed over, barely able to open admits your exhaustion, but still able to whimper soft little moans as he trails fluttering reverent kisses along your neck and collarbone. Soft, chaste, loving and tender touches.

“Ahhn… mmm…” He chuckles softly at the endearing sounds you make as he eases out of you, the subtle friction enough to sent fire to your nerves, followed by a strange emptiness that mellows down to buzzing contentment.

He lies to the side and pulls you close towards his chest, his tail finally letting your now sore leg rest, uncoiling from it to curl around you both, you settle there with a sigh, eyes sliding shut. “So good for me.” Zhongli gently brushes some hair away from your face and places a kiss at the crown of your head, resting his chin there. “Rest now, dear.”

“Mn.”

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You smile as Zhongli places the two steaming teacups on the table before scooting over and welcoming him with the blanket surrounding you. He settles on the couch with you cuddling close and passing the book on your hands to him. Your fingers brush and he sets the book on his lap before taking your hands on his, cradling them close to his face before blowing a warm breath on them. You blush and let out a little airy laugh.

“What is this? Dragon breath to keep me warm?”

He hums against your skin, piercing golden eyes staring up at you. “No, just my love for you.” He kisses your knuckles and fingers.

“You…” You mumble, averting your gaze.

He chuckles and kisses your wrist then before leaning in close and kissing your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, anywhere he can reach.

“Ngah, wait you affectionate big lizard!” You squirm and he laughs fully now.

“Just seeking my adorable fiancée’s warmth” He nuzzles onto your neck, kissing there too and making you yelp. “Gorgeous.”

“A-Am not!”

“So precious when you get all shy and flustered.” He gets your jaw this time when you move, so close to your lips.

“Stop! You menace…” You pout and this time you cup his face, staring for a moment at his handsome features, your thumb brushing close to one of the red markings under his eyes.

This man. This dragon. This god.

Oh, how you love him. He warms up your heart.

“Here, I’ll warm you up proper…” You whisper softly, pulling him close and tilting your head to slot your lips together.

Just as you warm up his.

[vasyandii]

Hello! I just wanted to say that I absolutely adore your IHNMAIMS oc. I'm a OC x canon enthusiast and seeing a character so well written and adapted to the story as Vernon is makes me so excited!! Plus your art is literally amazing. I've been curious since you mentioned how Vernon cuts potions of her meal to give them to AM and how the food improved since AM got his body, what food/meals do Vernon and AM like/dislike/have as favourite? -for AM, at least from what he has tasted- Whether if it's because of the taste, flavour, etc.

Howdy Anon! Thank you so much for the kind words, I've been giddy since I got it a few days ago! I'm glad my OC x Canon content gets your stamp of Approval >:D!! 💞💞

VernonAM 🏺🖥️ Food Preferences

I think Vernon is careful in choosing the food she shares with AM because he will eat literally ANYTHING. She would try to eat things to torture herself with, extremely spicy foods, live insects, raw organs, etc. but then remember that she has to "Feed AM". So she opts out for something normal so his taste buds don't get fucked.

Or as normal as it can get, the food kind of has the uncanny valley effect as well. It looks normal and tastes normal, but she feels there's something a bit off about it (kind of like airplane food). So she often leaves criticism to the Chef™ (AM) or asks to cook instead.

Vernon isn't particularly picky when it comes to food, she'll eat it and clean her plate. She likes her food balanced, vegetables/meat with sauce and all that. If it tastes good, she'll eat it, y'know?

AM is more... difficult. Sure, he'll eat anything, but if it tastes really bad, it'll traumatize him and he'll refuse to eat it for a while.

His food has to not be touching, if it's mixed in all together beforehand he'll eat it. If there's sauce it shouldn't be close enough to where it can contaminate the food AM's eating because he WILL taste it, no matter how small the amount is. His utensils need to be a specific size, and the food HAS to be hot/warm. He needs to be able to see or know every ingredient in it.

It's observed that AM likes fried foods/anything crunchy because of how consistent they are in taste, texture, and flavour. So what ends up happening is Vernon will just include those foods into her meal, just to not eat it and have it on a little plate for him.

Vernon asks him why he can't just make food for himself, his response is "I don't need to eat, I eat when when you eat."

But honestly it's a pretty dumb question now that she's looking back on it. AM has all the knowledge in the world about food, everything ever made, everything he's never tasted. So he's basically asking Her, indirectly, "I don't know where to start or what's good. But you do. I trust you. Feed me."

Now here's some of the meals They've had together (+ AM's comments):

Chicken soup ("Too wet", just ate the broth)

Caesar Salad ("Damp, Crunchy water")

Vanilla ice cream (experienced a brain freeze for the first time, thought his body was malfunctioning)

Spaghetti Bolognese ("No I will not be mixing it, you mix it for me")

Western beef stew (He picked out the potatoes and only ate those. Thought the meat was irritating to eat.)

Baby carrots. ("You know they bleach these, right?")

Asparagus (he likes them. Needs to be warm)

Broccoli (same thing)

Cheese Pizza (Ate it, ate too much. Tummy hurted.)

Tempura (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Fish and chips (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Coffee, black (spat it out)

Macaroni and cheese (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Grilled chicken hearts skewers (He liked it, but kept poking the roof of his mouth with the skewer.)

Half a Hamburger (picked out the vegetables because he didn't like them, still tasted it and gave the rest to Vernon)

Half a cheeseburger (ate it with no fuss.)

Aaand that'll be all for now :) if you made it this far, thank you for reading! If you need any clarifications, feel free to tell me!

[gustavsbrainneuron]

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎An unexpected party.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 2008 Kaulitz twins × female reader.

Warnings: just fluff ig, rushed ass fic, reader making a surprise for the twins!!! :3

Author's note: HAPPY BDAY TO THE TWINS YAAAAAYYAYAYYYAYAYYAYAYAY <333 I LOVE THEM SM. English isn't my first language so i'm sorry if there are any mistakes. ALSO HONORABLW MENTION TO MY BADOOKIE COOKIE @himehanni CUZ SHE HELPED ME GET AN IDEA TO WRITE THIS FIC.

You started thinking about this two days ago, when you, the best childhood friend of the most famous twins at the moment, decided to prepare a surprise party for them. But how would you hide it from them? How were you going to prepare it without them noticing? Simple, you would leave Gustav and Georg to distract the twins while you went to prepare the party and rent a nightclub, after all, it's your best friends' birthday party, it needs to be big and extremely unforgettable.

First thing in the morning, you woke up very early to start the marathon to prepare the party. With a cup of coffee and a small notepad, you started writing down in a messy writing - what you thought you had to have at that party. "Tom loves really noisy, busy and crowded things.." you said quietly, just trying to think better about what to plan. "And Bill is almost a vampire in disguise who hates crowded things, ugh...how am I supposed to do that?" You questioned yourself, clicking your pen impatiently as you looked at your notepad. They were both twins but they had such different contrasts, how could they be so different?!

Thinking and thinking, you started to write down step by step about what you should do to make this surprise party something incredible. Firstly: you thought about the location of the nightclub, it was big place, with a bar, dance floor, a place for DJs to play music, neon lights everywhere, a second floor where you would place the food? Perhaps. Secondly: the decorations. You opted for something very simple, balloons in Tom and Bill's favorite colors. It wasn't like you had many ideas, you didn't want to do something fancy and boring, why not something silly? The nightclub itself was already decorated. Thirdly, food. Your intention was to try and bring some nostalgia to the twins since you grew up together and spent a lot of time together, so you knew what they liked and didn't like. You knew what would give them nostalgia and what wouldn't, but you also had to please the guests, of course, so you turned to simpler foods and drinks like; alcoholic or non-alcoholic drinks, pizzas, nachos, hamburgers, cupcakes, cheesecake, macaroni and cheese, jello, potato fries, shortbread cookies, etc.

Obviously, during the day, you sent messages to Bill and Tom whenever you could and they couldn't even imagine why you couldn't be with them because you said you had commitments with your relatives; who lived in another state, far away from them. Was lying bad? yes, but it was necessary. And It was for a good reason, at least.

With time running out, you felt the pressure mounting, but you were determined to make every detail perfect. You didn't even have breakfast and you already ran to the party venue, the decorations still had to be put up, so you spent the morning decorating that huge nightclub with colorful balloons, giving everything a more festive and beautiful atmosphere.

Then, it was time to do something much simpler: the playlist. You wanted to mix both of their musical tastes, maybe hip-hop, pop and rock together? Or would that be messy? In the end you chose pop, both twins liked it so it was fine.

During the night, you wanted to make more homemade dishes (even though you knew it wouldn't last a second in the crowded party), so you made some spicy tacos, used the shortbread cookies to decorate them, just like you used to do in childhood, usually together with the twins, but now alone, feeling only nostalgia taking over.

In the morning you woke up slightly tired, as you spent more time thinking about the party than dreaming. You told Georg and Gustav to find a way to take Tom and Bill to the nightclub at night, maybe telling them to celebrate their birthday in some random nightclub?? Anything to get them to the surprise party. Meanwhile, during the day you invited some of their relatives and friends too, wanting to make the party really full.

During the afternoon, with the help of some friends who were already arriving at the nightclub, you arranged the food on a large table on the second floor, the savory snacks would be on the left and the sweets on the right, to make it easier for anyone who wanted to eat something specific. And the birthday cake would be in the middle, it was a custom cake, so it was three tiers and had a big "Happy Birthday Bill and Tom!" On top. Everything was perfect for the party, but would they like it? Maybe, at least you hoped so. As more people arrived, the more nervous you became, as this indicated that night was approaching and they would soon be there.

Night arrived, the neon lights were turned on and the normal lights were turned off, people began to hide, after all, when the twins entered there, everyone would come out and scream "surprise", even me. Hiding, you remained silent, looking at your cell phone to see if any messages arrived but there was no news, neither from Gustav nor Georg, ugh. However, outside, you could hear some voices and as these voices got closer and closer to the door of the club, when the door opened and finally the twins entered before Georg and Gustav, everyone shouted "surprise!" That echoed throughout the nightclub, and Bill and Tom were really surprised, you could see it on their faces.

Soon everything was noisier, loud music playing, people talking and walking around, everything was a happy mess for the twins. You were with the band, sitting on a sofa while snacking on some savory snacks.

"So you planned everything?" Georg began, his gaze stopping on you, a smirk on his lips. "Mhm. Everything." You replied, a victorious smile forming on your lips. "So that 'family commitment' thing wasn't true?" Bill asked right after you answered Georg, looking at you curiously. "Yep." You responded simply, reaching for a snack, taking a bite and chewing it. "You lied to us?" Tom said, making a fake sad pout, making you giggle softly. "A little. Are you going to say it wasn't worth it?" I rebuked, speaking with your mouth full with the snack you were eating, pointing with your chin at the party. In response they just laughed, happy that they had been fooled by something good. :)

I HATW THIS BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE TWINSNSSNSNSNSNS YAAAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYA

🎉🎂🎁🍰🎈🎉🎈🎁🎉🎁🎈🎂🎈🍰🎉🎁🎂🎁🎈🍰🎂🎂🍰🎉🎁🎉🎁🎈🍰🎉🍰🎈🍰🎂🎂🍰🎈🍰🎈🍰YAAAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYA BIRTHDWY BIRTHDAT

[lovlidollie]

Random Feyd HCs?

you said random so prepare yourself 😭 also i went way too far into this, the amount of research i did into the first few hcs alone is insane

feyd has a thing for imported cheeses and wines. giedi prime does not have the correct atmosphere nor natural resources to make soft, delicate cheese. the planet doesn’t have any photosynthetic potential, no room for grazing animals (let alone grass and greenery) and is so polluted that those who come visit are stuck with oxygen concentrators and advanced oxygen masks. almost, if not all food is imported from other planets: slig (a cross between a giant slug and a pig) from tleilax (feyd didn’t like it much, it was too sweet and not game-y enough for him.), milkbugs (arachnids the size of a small hand) and turtlebugs (sweet insects) from harmonthep (he didn’t like either. bugs weird feyd out and he doesn’t like looking at them.), paradan melon and pundi rice from caladan (the melon was just okay, but feyd loved having the rice with gyrak (heavily seasoned meat from zimia) as his post-arena meal.).

now let’s get into the wines. champia from rossak was something he only drank at dinner parties and official meetings. it’s a cloyingly sweet white wine, and bubbly, which feyd thinks is the only thing that makes it bearable. it’s too flowery and heady for him to properly enjoy. feyd has a high alcohol tolerance, but champia has a way of getting everyone wine-drunk quicker than they think. zincal is a very popular wine from caladan, which makes it the most accessible to the harkonnens. it’s a light red wine, clean and woody and cherry-like (cherries are one of feyd’s favourite fruits, he likes the acidity of them and enjoys chewing on the pits.) it’s a basic wine that feyd neither hates nor loves. now casyrack? his absolute favourite. it’s a dry, intense red wine, that needs to be aged. less than 5 years and it tastes thin and harsh and not at all enjoyable. it needs to be drunk before it’s eighth birthday, but feyd prefers it aged seven years exactly. it’s velvety and rich, with a smoky, spicy aftertaste that leaves feyd’s stomach feeling warm and his head pleasantly thrumming. it’s not popular across the known universe, leaving thousands of bottles sitting idly in the atreides family compound. feyd had to pull a lot of ropes to get a steady supply of the smooth wine.

now, cheeses. again, feyd is not a fan of sweet things. he likes his food salty, bitter, sour. thick cottage cheese is a yes from him. not the runny type and it specifically needs to be made from sheep milk. while he doesn’t like arrakis in general, he has a secret fondness for the food. feyd loves aged camel milk cheese. it’s rich and creamy with a clean finish and pairs well with meats. on that note, camel meat is one of his favourites to have. he eats all his meat bloody and basically raw (like.. feyd… it’s basically still alive…), but he likes how fatty the camel meat is, leaving it tender and juicy. he also likes thick cream cheese made with goat milk. feyd stuffs the cheese into dates and then rolls them in spice as a special treat for not killing too many people who pissed him off during the day.

feyd loves dark chocolate. he doesn’t like sweets and only enjoys them on very special occasions, which is why dark chocolate is so perfect for him. it’s hard to source, but when he’s able to get it imported he does not share with a single person. his favourite would be the 99%-100% cocoa bars. it helps make him slightly more manageable and puts him in a better mood.

he hosts the best parties on the planet. they’re exclusive and elusive, and all the harkonnen elite want nothing more but to be invited to a feyd-rautha party. supplies the guests with the best alcohol and food one can get their hands on. he generally sticks with his pets, stroking their skimpy, scantily-clad bodies while he drinks his wine. he doesn’t have many friends, but he has acquaintances that he has to keep up appearances with, so feyd is sure to make his way around and greet (threaten) everyone.

ends up fucking one of his pets over a table at one of his parties and ‘accidentally’ starts an orgy.

elite music taste. only knows bangers. gatekeeps the good stuff though.

has a blood kink and would willingly eat you out on your period if you’ve behaved. in fact i feel like he’d be more inclined to eat you out even if you haven’t been the best, purely because he is bloodlusting and wants to taste iron on his tongue.

on that note, would be into wound-fucking .. 🤷

[adrienneleclerc]

Hello! I don't know if you accept requests but Henry eating for the first time esquites/chaskas/elote in a glass, whatever they tell him in your country because in mine they are called chaskas 😭😭

In Mexico, it’s esquites if it’s in a cup and of course elote if it’s on the cob. I do accept requests! Helps with la falta de imaginación

Something New

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Henry meets Y/N’s parents for the first time and tries traditional Mexican food.

Warning: no translated Spanish, spelling and grammatical errors,

A/N: Im gonna input my childhood, obviously.

Y/N was making lunch her and Henry when she got a phone call.

“Bueno?” Y/N asked, adding pasta into the boiling water.

“Hola hija! Cómo estás?” Her mom asked on the other line. Y/N walks away from the stove.

“Mami, estoy bien, y tú? Por qué me estás llamando?” Y/N asked, walking to the living room and swatted Henry’s shoulder, he looked back confused.

“Estoy bien, hija, gracias por preguntar.” Y/N put her mom on speaker. “Como pascua es este domingo, quiero que vengas con tu noviecito, han estado saliendo por un rato y no le hemos conocido ni nada.” Y/N’s mom said and Y/N’s eyes widened, now Henry was concerned, he might not know a lot of Spanish, but he could tell by his girlfriend’s face, this wasn’t the best news.

“Si mami, claro que voy con mi novio, de verdad quiero que se conozcan.” Y/N said.

“Que bueno, Los veo mañana, chao.” Her mom hung up and Y/N facepalmed her forehead.

“I understood about 20% of that, what’s going on?” Henry asked.

“Fortachón, you’ve got your wish, You’re meeting my parents tomorrow.” Y/N said and Henry’s eyes look,Ike they’re going to pop out of his head.

“Tomorrow? I am not prepared!” Henry exclaimed.

“Well tomorrow is Easter and my mom wants to meet you so…yeah. Knowing her, we’ll have a lot of tias and tíos, some primos already have kids so get ready for Superman questions, fortachón.” Y/N said, patting his shoulder before going back to the kitchen.

Now it was Easter, Henry and Y/N were at her mom’s door, Henry carrying the Mexican rice Y/N made. Y/N rang the doorbell again, the door opened and she was greeted by her cousin Ignacio.

“Nacho! Cómo estás?” Y/N hugged her cousin and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Estoy bien prima, Miguelito esta jugando allá fuera. Pásale, pásale, nice to meet you Henry.” Nacho said, shaking Henry’s free hand, leading them through the house and into the backyard. “Put the rice on the table, mi papá ya está preparando los elotes.”

“Ooh, i haven’t had elotes in a while.” Y/N said.

“What’s elote?” Henry asked.

“You haven’t been making Your gringo any Mexican food? What kind of girlfriend are you?” Nacho said and Y/N swatted his arm.

“I make him Mexican food…he likes tacos, bistec empanado con sopita, quesadillas de papa.” Y/N said.

“Don’t worry, hermano, You’re going to eat really well here.” Nacho puts his arm around Henry’s shoulder as best as he could since Henry is obviously taller than him. Y/N says hello to everyone, introducing them to Henry.

“Okay, primer elote está listo, quien lo quiere?” Nacho’s dad, Hernando, asked. Nacho quickly got up for the elote.

“Okay so elote is corn topped with mayonnaise, cheese, and chili power. It’s really good (I haven’t eaten in, I don’t like corn), you’ll like it.” Y/N said. Henry was sat at the table while Y/N made him a plate of food. “I served you sopes which is tortilla topped with refried black beans, queso cotija, and lettuce because the salas is probably too spicy for you, your elote, a tostado which is the same as a sope but it’s a crunchy tortilla, and tostadas de pulpo because they’re my favorite.”

Henry looked at the plate in front of him. “This is a lot of food, love.”

“Yes but think of it this way, if you don’t like it, I’ll eat it, and very happily too.” Y/N said, kissing him. Henry took a bite of the octopus tostada.

“This is really good.” Henry finished that tostada, moved on to the regular tostada, then the sope, adding a bit of salsa. Then to the elote, best for last. He took a bite, some corn falling off the cob, mayonnaise on the corner of his mouth along with pieces of queso cotija and chili powder. “I think elotes might be my favorite, it’s delicious, muchas gracias, Hernando.”

“No es nada, güerito.” Hernando said, making another 2 elotes for Henry to eat.

“I take it this means I have to make more Mexican food in the house?” Y/N asks.

“Oh absolutely, I’m going to have to work out even more to burn off these calories.” Henry said, kissing Y/N with his mouth tasting like elote.

The End

I know it’s short but I hope you like it! Feel free to request more ideas

Taglist: @warriormirkwood

[xxsugarbones]

CHRISTMAS SICKNESS

-You had been so excited for Christmas, having planned to spend it with a group of your friends and your loving boyfriend. Too bad this sickness decided to roll around just in time to down you for the entire day.

cw - implied fem! reader but I don’t think I used any terms, chubby! reader, reader is very sick but their loving bf takes care of them 💕, nudity but not in a sexual way (he bathes them), fluff, not really proofread we die with grace in this household

wc - 2.3k

|| an - So I ended up getting the spicy flu for the second time just before Christmas and was sick through the entire day + Boxing Day, and I’m still not feeling too hot now on New Years Day. All I craved was comfort and snuggles but ofc I was infectious so that wasn’t gonna happen 😍🤞🏼

So whatever this is supposed to be was inspired by that fact, it’s not the best thing I’ve ever written but we’re rolling with it lmfao

I am also very late posting this but I wasn’t sure if it was good enough to post skrrt skrrt

Today was supposed to be fun. Today was supposed to be a day of celebration, family, food and gifts. But here you were, curled up in bed with a cold rag resting over your warm forehead, balled up underneath the heavy blankets while cold chills wracked your overheated body. It hurt. So bad. You were hypersensitive as it stood already, so the shivers that rolled through your body made it so much worse. You could feel the fabric of the blanket rubbing against your bare skin, just how heavy they were, all you could think about was how uncomfortable you were-

“How are you feeling, my love?” The familiar voice of your boyfriend called out softly, catching your attention. You gave a stuffy whine in reply, pulling the sheets up a little further before the next wave of shivers kicked in. It started off slow, goosebumps slowly rising to the top of your skin, before getting more and more intense, to the point they became so sensitive you had to beg your boyfriend to take the sheets off since you could barely move your arms yourself. Of course he obliged, quickly moving to your side of the bed and pulling the covers off of you, watching you shake where you lay. He was clearly worried about you, and you hated to see him look so sad like this.

“Thank you.. You know you don’t have to stay here.. You could go to that friendmas thing the others were talking about.” You mumbled once the shivers had died down once again, your heavily blocked sinuses making themselves known with the way you spoke. He shook his head, resting a cool hand on your warm cheek to try and cool you down, even a little.

“No. I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying here, and taking care of you.” He stated, matter-of-factly, like that was the end of the conversation. And it seemed that it was because he stood up again.

“I’m gonna go run you a cool bath and make you something to drink.” You shrunk down into yourself at the mention of a cool bath, knowing it was going to hurt even more than the sheets did. But you didn’t have the energy to fight back or stop him from walking off, out of the bedroom and back towards the bathroom to get your bath started. He kept it lukewarm so you wouldn’t feel like you were freezing, adding a few drops of an essential oil that would hopefully help clear your sinuses. He sighed, eyeing the water sadly.

He knew just how excited you were for Christmas- the few years you two had been dating you always made such a big deal out of the holiday. Decorations, a big Christmas tree covered in ornaments, lights and tinsel, and you always enjoyed cooking the Christmas lunch or dinner. You always made some of the best mac and cheese, and your potato bake was on another level. But this year.. He sighed, standing up again and making his way back to the bedroom to collect you. By the time he got there you were once again curled up under the thick blankets, breathing heavily from your mouth and clutching onto the fabric of the blankets as the pain shot through your shaking form.

“You poor thing.” He sighed, shaking his head and siting on the edge of the bed again. You didn’t look at him, but you did slowly shuffle closer so your warm cheek was resting on his thigh. He sighed, reaching down to card his fingers through your hair. Truly, you poor thing..

“How about, after your bath, we go sit in the living room and open some presents, hm? That’ll perk you up. I know you’ll love what I got you.” He whispered with a soft smile, keeping his eyes on your expression. But you didn’t respond, just keeping your eyes closed and focusing on keeping your breathing even, though it almost came out in pants because it was just so hard to breathe. His smile faded quickly, and he sighed, carefully scooping you up and into his arms.

“Baby.. careful.. Gonna puke if you move me too fast..” You warned, grabbing onto the front of his shirt for stability. He apologised with a tone that could shatter your damn heart, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He took your words into account, keeping you bundled up in his arms as he forced himself to his feet. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat, gripping tighter onto his shirt. It would never cease to amaze you just how easily he could lift you, like you were light as a feather.

“Come now, pretty girl, let’s get you cooled down.” He whispered, carrying you off to the bathroom. All you could muster was a tired moan, gripping onto him so tight as if he was going to drop you. But he would never. He had a soft, yet steady hold of you as he slipped into the bathroom, your cheek rubbing against his chest with each step he took. He couldn’t help but smile at the feeling, stepping into the bathroom. But he didn’t flick on the overhead lights. Instead, he carefully sat you down on the counter next to the sink, and flipped the switch of the salt lamp that sat on the windowsill, filling the bathroom with a soft orange glow.

“So your headache doesn’t get worse.” He explained as he pressed another kiss to your forehead. You pouted up at him.

“Baby, I’m sweating, don’t kiss my forehead.” You whined, reaching up to wipe said sweat away from your skin, which unfortunately (for you), meant you also wiped away the kiss he had just planted. He feigned hurt, puffing out his bottom lip and resting his hand over his heart.

“My heart, you break it. Wiping off my kiss like that. You must not love me anymore.” He teased, stepping closer to you again. He slotted himself between your legs, reaching forward and plucking up the hem of your singlet.

“C’mon. Arms up. Let’s get you in this bath.” You complied without much fight, lifting your arms above your head and allowing the man to pull the fabric off of you. Unfortunately it didnt do too much to help you. Once it was off you leaned forward, burying your face into the crook of his neck and sniffling, though it didn’t help because of just how congested you were.

“C’mon baby. I gotta finish undressing you to help.” He dropped his voice in volume since you were now right there, rubbing your bare back. Shit, your skin was so warm. But you felt freezing. The friction hurt. You audibly winced, and he pulled his hand away.

“Sorry baby. But it’s gonna hurt again once you’re in.” He whispered gently as a warning, working at your pyjama pants next. They took a bit more effort since you barely had the energy to lift your body off the counter enough for him to slide them off, but it eventually worked, the pants being thrown into the dirty clothes hamper. He scooped you back up, prompting you to wrap yourself around him like a baby koala would its mother, clinging onto him for dear life. He made the little trip over to the bathtub, and looked down at you with soft eyes.

“Come on.” He encouraged, and you slowly slid off of him, resting your feet back on the cold tiles. The action caused another immediate shiver to take over you. You hunched over, arms wrapping around yourself to try and keep warm.

“I know, sweetheart, but you need this. You’re running a bad fever.” He encouraged again, and finally, you turned your back to him, carefully stepping into the water. It may have been lukewarm, but it felt like cold fire. With a great deal of pain he helped lower you into the water, your body tensed up and tears pricking at the corners of your dull, tired eyes. He cooed, doing his best to keep you calm as he squatted next to the tub, dipping his hands into the water and cupping some, before carefully pouring it down onto your back. You gripped onto the sides of the tub, head dropping and trying so so hard not to shake or flinch away from his touch. You trusted him, with everything that you were. You knew he wasn’t going to hurt you. But this bath felt like absolute torture.

“You’re doing so well, honey. How about after this we go and open some presents, huh? Will that make you feel better?” He tried again, since he didn’t get a response the last time he had asked. This time, you slowly nodded your head. He poured a little more water over your shoulders, and hummed. “I’ll get you your favourite comforter so you can rug up and everything. How does that sound?” Another little nod in reply, so he smiled, just continuing his actions so you were soaked in the cool water, small winces and swears slipping from your lips every few seconds the longer he continued.

It lasted a little while longer until he was sure that you had cooled down enough, reaching into the water for the plug. But by then you were also shivering, arms wrapped tightly around your body and your thighs squished against your stomach as you attempted to curl up into yourself. His eyes saddened, and he grabbed the fluffy towel he had grabbed earlier, unrolling it on the counter, then moving to scoop you up and out of the tub. He set you down on the little mat in front of the sink so you didn’t slip, grabbing the towel once again and starting to pat you dry.

“I know, my love. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He whispered soothingly, and you simply nodded, just leaning against him. You barely had the energy to speak by then, honestly just wanting to go back to bed with him. Your eyes were droopy too, the soft lighting in the bathroom calming enough that it was making you drowsy yet again.

You didn’t notice him calling your name until he took your chin between his fingers, lifting your head up so your tired eyes gazed into his own concerned ones.

“Are you okay, my love?” He mumbled, setting the towel down and scooping you up off your feet again so he could carry you back to the bedroom. You shook your head a little, resting your cheek against his.

“‘M okay, baby.. I love you..” You mumbled softly against the shell of his ear, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face between your soft bicep and his neck. Your eyes closed, which he caught onto pretty quickly. He turned the corner into the room, and carefully set you down on the bed. You opened your tired eyes again to look up at him.

“I’ll get you some clothes and help you dress, give me a second, my love.” His lips pressed against your hairline so tenderly, it had your heart melting. You watched him pull back and step to the dresser, pulling open your drawers and picking you out a pair of short pyjamas. He was going to wrap you up in a comforter shortly anyway, so there wasn’t a point in dressing you with more clothes and making those hypersensitive shivers hurt even more than they already did. You could feel the little tears bubbling up in the corners of your eyes again. He was so perfect. Not once had he made this out to be a chore, not once had he gotten annoyed or upset with you. You had felt horrible having to cancel going to the Friendmas celebration, but you had insisted he go without you. He had flat out refused. There was no way he was going without you, or leaving you home alone feeling like this.

“Y’ keep zoning out on me, baby, you sure you’re good?” He finally snapped you out of your thoughts again, looking up to him as he kneeled in front of you to help slip on your clean shorts. You nodded your head weakly, offering him a lopsided smile.

“Just thinking about how much I love you.” You hummed out with a soft breath; and he smiled, shaking his head. You were too sweet. He continued, just carefully dressing you until you were semi-comfortable again, then wrapping you up in your favourite blanket, all snug as a bug. He once again lifted you up, your legs around his hips and your arms around his chest while clinging onto the comforter, as he once more exited the bedroom. This time, his destination was the living room. But before he sat you down so he could get you something from underneath the intricately decorated tree (that you had decorated together at the beginning of the month, thanks to your pleading and begging), you mumbled something into his ear, clearly half asleep and struggling to even hold onto him anymore.

“Can I just sleep? Wanna cuddle you but wanna sleep..” He looked down at the back of your head with a blink, but he nodded his head, walking the both of you over to the deep couch and carefully sinking down into it with you straddling his lap comfortably, his arms around your hips.

“Of course. Whatever you want.” He whispered, sliding his hand underneath the back of your shirt to spread his hand over the flat of your back. The skin contact made you groan into his neck, one more shiver rolling through your body, but this one didn’t hurt. No. The goosebumps covering your body were good, and it made you just snuggle down further into him.

“Love you..” You whispered, exhaustion tugging you further and further into sleep. He smiled against the side of your head, eyes closing.

“I love you too, my dear. Merry Christmas.”

[sevenpoyo]

some brooklyn slang ik for all the ppl who wanna write for miles and kilometers‼️

feel free to add more idk everything but i i am originally from there and visit a lot this stuff i hear a lot and if you wanna add slang to ur writing this is a good place to start, not all of these brooklyn or ny exclusive but that’s where a lot of american slang starts and u prolly heard some of it b4. imma list it ne ways

don’t use like 8 of these in one sentence bc it will sound weird and i can’t really cover ny puerto rican slang or any puerto rican slang really bc my grandad is a bum so if you know some add it

the city is manhattan, not the other 4 burroughs, just manhattan, cus that’s where everything’s at

to cut ass is to roast tf out of someone , to get your ass cut is get tf roasted out of you

wyling/wilding is being outta pocket, something being absurd or crazy

yeah nah means no and nah yeah means yeah idk why they gotta make it complicated just look at the second word

good looks is like good looking out

it’s bout to be winter and i’m bout to see mad christmas fics and shit but do y’all know the proper way to describe cold ny winters?

if it’s cold as hell, it’s brick outside, not regular cold, ny winter is like nipples so hard i see em thru the bra cold

ex; “how it’s so brick outside i walk to the store wit my hair wet and it deadass got icicles in it” “yeah it’s fr brick outside today” “i’m not walkin wit u in this brick ass weather for a bacon egg and cheese?” (actual convo between my sister and me last winter break)

fronting seem kinda easy to me but is like acting or pretending i can’t explain it with out an example

“why you fronting like you wouldn’t die if they text you asking u to go out with them” “you can stop fronting like you like cars it cool if you don’t” “don’t sit there fronting like u don’t wanna dance wit me”

being tight over something is just being upset or annoyed

rj is so smart they said “We say tight bc you kinda huddle close to yourself when you tense/stressed or angry” i had no idea i just be saying it i aint know it had a reason💀 it make sm sense now.

“who got you tight like that this early in the morning?” “my momma came home tight yesterday for no reason, she threw a boot at me!” “i’m so tight this damn shift change has me working all closers this week”

jack is like claiming someone or something

i talk old as hell idk what the youths be jacking nowadays

cop is basically to get, used to be mostly 4 drugs back in the day my dad said (he don’t know why im asking him this)

“just copped me some retro 3’s” “bout to cop me a few percs in a minute”

speaking of a minute, mostly for my non americans bc that’s who get confused the most when i say this one. depending on the context this can mean a actual minute, a short time or a real long

“i’ll be back in a minute” is short “i ain’t seen y’all in a minute” is long. idk how to explain the difference besides context

bop is a good song, pretty easy but i see ppl on tiktok use it wrong

bangs/banger goes hard is kinda like bob for music but i be using it for anything fr

“this push pop is banging yo”

mad can be used normal like angry but it also means a lot or really kinda like hella ig? i usually uses hella when i would say mad so ppl can understand me easier up here

dumb also mean very in the same way

ex; “my english teacher give out mad homework for no reason.” “she be giving me mad shit over the smallest stuff” “i just had some mad good wings so i’m cooling rn” “this shit is mad spicy u sure you want some?” ''This shit got me dumb tight'' “you don’t need no jacket it’s dumb hot out here”

smacked is like high as fuck idk how to elaborate ur just high

lit is drunk

“Yuuuur!'' A signal, a greeting usually used to catch the attention of someone or something very fun greeting and very hated by schools, it’s weird anywhere outside of ny kinda at least to me.

being hollywood means u get a little fame and think ur all that or just that u got a little fame and they’re jokingly hating

ex; “i saw u on the news the other day, “the prowlers return” u must be real proud of yourself huh hollywood?” “and here comes hollywood wit his trending tiktoks”

real talk is when ur about confess something or say something serious in a not real serious setting or convo

“real talk we play a lot but i love you, my life would be boring with out you around” “real talk i’d never do that to you foreal”

go together is like go out kinda, y’all kinda match behavior cus y’all a couple, this one need a sentence 2 i think. (THIS ONE IS OLD AS HELL ONLY USE IT IF UR TRYING TO RIZZ MOMMA RIO)

“he want ur number? he don’t know we we go together or sum?” “why she wanna act like we go together, ion even know her?” “don’t we go together?”

i can’t even explain it with a sentence y’all just gotta figure this one out 💀

A bodega/deli is a convenience store ik most know this from the movie but some ppl think it’s all stores or all spanish stores when it’s just a corner store

the owners of the deli closest to my granddad house is muslim. and so we keep track of all muslim holidays when he’s closed

an ock is the bodega man, miles knows the man’s name at the deli we see him visit, but at any other store he’d call the guy ock

dipping on someone is changing ur mind last minute, usually canceling plans

ex “we was supposed to go get outfits together but they dipped on me last minute”

staticky is like wanting to fight or still being pissed after a fight

static is beef or on sight energy

you good can really be anything but imma list ones i can think of

it can mean like are you ok? or don’t worry about it, or how are you, or stop, or do you got a issue? or do you want an issue? it’s all in the tone of how it’s said fr

'Word of my moms/dads I saw/ did/did not *insert topic*'' Honest term, no lying present in statement i feel like (my cousins be putting anything on they momma fr risking shit on her for no reason)

'hold it down'' handle buisness / take care of someone or something. can also be in refrence to criminal who handles ''buisness''

NOW EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO @rashadisback BC HE CARRIED ME ON THIS‼️

i hope this helps any writers that don’t live here!

[thekristen999]

I'd calling this Inspiration Saturday because I'm very inspired by this new idea I'm writing for a friend.

And I'm sharing a bunch of words from it :)

....

Eddie stared applying the powdered sugar to the bread pudding, Buck glancing over his shoulder. "Should we make them look snowy? Some of the customers like that."

Eddie adjusted his pattern, knowing Buck was smiling at him from behind his back.

By now, some of the other employees started to arrive, Hen and Chim bickering as they grabbed their aprons.

"It’s always gruyere, never, ever feta," Hen said exasperated, making a beeline for her station. "Why are you even arguing with me over cheese. I’m the one in charge of savory."

"Seriously?" Chim went straight for the French Press, grabbing two cups. "I’m a pastry chef, I work with cheese all the time."

Wiping his hands over his apron, Eddie began making his famous Champurrado, combining Mexican chocolate with cinnamon, and anise, adding a few dry chiles to give it a little kick.

Chim wandered over, with a raised eyebrow. "Do you think we’re getting a visit from el chupacabra tonight?"

In any other bakery, such a question would be considered joke, but not here.

"It’s been several weeks actually," Eddie said, but his gut had told him to make the special drink tonight. "I’m expecting a visit any day now."

"Isn’t there more than one?" Hen asked.

"Yeah, but they’ve all complained about the same thing," Eddie said, adding even more chili powder.

El chupacabras really loved things spicy, and some were much more vocal with their displeasure regarding taste profiles than others. He knew better than to irritate any of them.

Not that any of their customers had ever gotten especially violent when complaining. But it was hard to disregard one's natural disposition, which could result in unforeseen circumstances. Like fires. Or mini explosions.

Thankfully, the rest of their cliental would pitch in to help clean up or reign in those whose tempers got the better. Afterall, The Sweet Spot was well-loved in their community.

The aroma of chocolate and spices filled the air, making him grin. Eddie’s memories of Champurrado were tied to my grandmother’s house, where she taught him how to make the delicious drink. She had this neat trick of cooling down the hot Champurrado by pouring it back and forth between two cups—a little performance that he loved to watch.

He checked the clock. It was almost midnight, just minutes away when the mysterious portal would open, and the first of their mystical guests would arrive.

tagging a few people who might enjoy....

@andavs @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @tizniz

@mellaithwen @homerforsure @dangerpronebuddie @exhuastedpigeon

@thelikesofus @verylazyanimal @thebestbooksaround @ci5mates

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[sidemenxyn]

Being w3s assistant for 24 hours (Calfreezy’s video)

Tw: language, slight harassment and I believe that’s it!

w2s x Y/n Willows

–—–

“Welcome to another video, today we are going to be surprising Y/n by being her assistant for 24 hours.” Cal spoke. His cameraman followed him as he walked towards your office.

Knocking on the door he heard you beckon him in, opening the door you spun in your comfy sidemen chair and saw Cal with his cameraman Harry (gfilm). You smiled “hey guys, what’s up?” Cal asked “for my video can I be your assistant for 24 hours?” You raised an eyebrow and asked “my assistant?” He nodded, you beamed “ok!” Cal turned and gave the camera a thumbs up.

Callum asked “so got anything I could do?” You thought for a moment then responded “yeah, could you do me a favour- well two favours. First being, could you go to Starbucks and get me a cheese toasty with a iced coffee. You two can get something if you want and then on your way back to my office can you get a hoodie of Harry’s? Any hoodie.” He smiled “yes boss, we’ll be back!”. “Ok bye!” You smiled as they left you office to go do his first job.

After some time you had finished editing the video, by the time you’d finished Cal and his cameraman had came back. Cal handed you Harry’s hoodie you thanked “thank you, did you guys get anything?” Cal answered “only a frappe” you nodded as he waited for you to put on Harry’s hoodie. Once you did, he handed you the toasty and your drink. Thanking him again he then asked “what’s next?” You replied “if you want you could go through the video I just finished editing. You know I like yours and Harry’s opinions on my editing.” He smiled and nodded. You left him and Harry (gfilm) to watch your video you were going to post.

Walking into the living room, you spotted Harry sitting there on his phone. So you walked over and sat next to him. You smiled “Hey, love” he gave you a kiss on the cheek and said “Hey, aren’t you filming with Cal?” You nodded and said “he’s being my assistant for 24 hours so I got him watching my new video I’m due to post.” He nodded and asked “can I watch it before you post?” You beamed “of course, you know I’ll show you before I post it.” He smiled and placed his arm around your waist.

After some time, Cal came into the living room and said “all done, it’s good nothing needs to be changed.” You smiled. He asked “is there anything else I can do for you?” You looked at your Apple Watch and spoke “you can come with me to get my nails done and run a few errands. That’s if you want to though.” He nodded, “course, let’s go.” You gave Harry a kiss and went to put your shoes on.

Getting into your car, you and the two boys buckled up. Harry (gfilm) starts to record again. As you were driving through the streets of London, Cal asked “so what are you getting done? Like what nails?” You replied “look on my phone, go on Pinterest and look at the most recent photo.” He did as he was told and complemented the nails and showed the camera. The girls in his comments agreed that the nails were cute too.

Now at the nail salon, you look up at Cal and spoke “if you get bored your both fine to go somewhere to eat or something.” Cal replied “ok, we’ll probably go in a bit.” You nodded and took a seat. Since your friend was the nail tech lady, you and her were catching up on some drama; to which Cal would record his reactions to the drama. You turned to Cal “what do you think she should’ve done?” Cal agreed “she should’ve done what you two were saying, that’s outrageous what she did to that girl.” The spicy drama was just starting as your long nail appointment took a little longer than usual.

As you were walking out of the nail salon, you looked at Cal and asked “when we get back can you do me another favour?” He asked “and that favour is?” You answered “go through my gym clothes and sort them out with me? I need to give some to my friend I told her she can have some.” He nodded.

After that you and the boys headed to M&S, as you walked in Cal asked “what are you getting exactly?” You said “uh, well we need some food for tonight since our food delivery isn’t till tomorrow and I need to find some white shirts for the upcoming sidemen video.” Cal nodded.

As you looked through the men’s shirt, Harry and Cal went over to the snack isle and went to grab some food. As you were looking at shirts some teenage boys approached you “yo, you woretoshaws missus?” You looked over to see some boys dressed in all tech-fleeces. You nodded “can I help you?” He asked “can I get your number?” Some of the boys laughed, you knew that they were immature. You asked “I’m sorry? Didn’t you just ask if I was woretoshaw’s missus?” He nodded “yeah, can I get your number though??” You said “uh no sorry, I have a boyfriend?” You were baffled about the encounter. The other boy spoke “he can do better than w2s, swear.” You shook your head and awkwardly smile. The boy then asked again “so?! Can I get your number, b?” You scoffed “first of I’m not your b, and secondly you all know I am in a relationship, so no sorry.” As the boy spoke Cal and Harry entered the isle.

The boy spoke “are your just being a bitch, give me your number. I can do better than him, swear. You too hit for him.” You gave him a discussed look and spoke “please go away, your being rude and immature.” Cal asked “what’s going on Y/n?” You turned sighing n in relief as you heard Cal. You replied “these boys were wonder if I could give them my number.” Cal raised an eyebrow and spoke “was there need to call her a bitch?” The boy protested “yeah, she isn’t giving me her number.” Cal glanced at Harry making sure he was filming the conversation. Cal spoke “well if she said no, why are you asking still?” The boys kept protesting and in the end the security guards removed the immature boys out of the shop. Cal checked up on you which you were fine.

You looked at Harry and asked “did you get that?” He nodded. You then explained to the two boys and the camera what happened you also looked at the camera and added “if your like those boys please don’t come over to me in public. If you know me I like when people say hi or ask for a photo but don’t be a dick to me, ok?”. Cal was angry at those boys, cause this never happens to you. And cause you and Cal are close he felt the need to protect you. He was like a brother to you, which was cute in your eye.

After your small day out, you three entered the apartment. You texted Harry beforehand asking if he was filming which he wasn’t. You call out “Harry?!” He called back “yeah?!” You walked into the kitchen to see him sat at the booth with his laptop in front of him. You said “you’d never guess what happened at fucking M&S?!” He raised an eyebrow “what happened.” You explain everything and then Harry showed your boyfriend the video clip. Harry was annoyed at that, he hated these type of people. He never liked interacting with people while he was doing everyday tasks. So to see this frustrated him.

As Harry was editing a video, you were sat in the bed with Cal. Cal would hold up a piece of gym clothing and you’d say keep or give depending on the item of clothing. Cal held up a blue pair of cycling shorts, you couldn’t remember if you had worn them the other day. You looked at Harry and asked “Harry? Did I wear them last week?” He turn in his chair and looked at the shorts Cal held up. He replied “yeah, you getting rid of them?” You shook your head “oh no, they are my good shorts.” You remember as you saw the small logo on the inside of the waist band. Harry smirked and said “good.” Making a little joke there for you to giggle at and Cal made a grossed out face. You then bridging out with laughter.

It was now evening, meaning dinner was around the corner. So you got Cal to help you out, along with Harry. So all three roommates helped cook dinner for the night. And to say it was delicious was an understatement.

So after dinner, you decided to stream. Leaving Cal to have his own time, after a while Cal and Harry got bored so as the ‘best’ roommates they were; they went to your room and have gave your peaceful and loving stream, some energy. They were cracking jokes left right and Center while laughing loudly. The stream you were doing was a house decorating video, you were currently making the living room and since the boys were there you asked “what do you think? Should I add some blue to match the green?” The boys moved closer to your pc screen and agreed to add some blue and they also complement you living room “I’d buy that house if I could.” And “you should’ve been a fucking interior designer not a fucking streamer.” Once again your three erupted with laughter.

After the late night stream you all went to bed. And with the next morning you decided to do the outro “so guys, hope you enjoyed me controlling Carl’s video for the day! Like and subscribe have a good day!”

[hunieday]

Oogami Banri 2024 RabbiTV - Episode 2 : the fun Atami

Episode 1 - Episode 2 - Episode 3

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Oogami Banri: The hamburgers were absolutely delicious...!

Oogami Banri: Although I expected us to grab a bite in front of Atami’s station, I never thought we had to change trains and travel even further…!

Anesagi Kaoru: Guess that’s how much they wanted you to taste the impact of flavors in that hamburger. It was so delicious!

Okazaki Rinto: We were able to keep up with the schedule since we’re so used to running around! I was surprised by how much the sauce splattered!

Utsugi Shiro: Now I see why the guide had a note telling us to “not leave our things on the table!”

Takanashi Tsumugi: The drinking toast was fun too! Even the waiter toasted...

Okazaki Rinto: We usually toast with nutritional drinks, right!

Anesagi Kaoru: I’m glad we got to use cute glasses for it this time.

Oogami Banri: I wasn’t sure what to toast to when you asked, but we settled on “the idols who go beyond the rainbow!”

Takanashi Tsumugi: Yes...! That was the best call!

Utsugi Shiro: We only came here to have a meal but I feel like our spirits were lifted as well.

Anesagi Kaoru: That’s true! I wonder if that was part of the schedule.

Oogami Banri: I have to thank everyone who worked on this guide book…

Anesagi Kaoru: I’m sorry for enjoying my time so much even though it’s your birthday.

Oogami Banri: Don’t worry about it at all! I was really happy that everyone was considerate enough to make it a vacation for all the managers.

Okazaki Rinto: I really like traveling with everyone, so I’m also happy to hear that it’ll become a tradition...!

Utsugi Shiro: Me too. Thank you for including me in this group.

Takanashi Tsumugi: Let’s all work together to make the idol world even more exciting!

Anesagi Kaoru: Aren’t you fired up, Takanashi-san!

Takanashi Tsumugi: Ehehe...

Oogami Banri: Well now, with our spirits even higher, our next destination is...

Okazaki Rinto: Let’s see, according to the guide book... We’re going back to Atami again!

Takanashi Tsumugi: It seems like it! It says here that it’s to “soothe tired feet after a long day of traveling!” Let’s go...!

(Atami Station Front)

Okazaki Rinto: Ah, there it is! The foot bath! I can’t believe there really is one right in front of the station...!

Oogami Banri: This is my first time trying out a foot bath. I’m looking forward to it.

Takanashi Tsumugi: I brought a few towels, so feel free to use them!

Anesagi Kaoru: Huh... I brought some too.

Okazaki Rinto: So did I!

Utsugi Shiro: Me too...wait, did everyone bring extra towels for the others?

Oogami Banri: Seems… like it!?

Anesagi Kaoru: Oh no, we all did!? We’re all so used to our work habits as managers that it’s ingrained in our private lives.

Okazaki Rinto: Well, I still check the temperature and stuff even if I’m just going out by myself.

Utsugi Shiro: I get it. I tend to buy little snacks and stuff too!

Oogami Banri: I’ve developed a habit of looking for spicy and sweet food wherever I go!

Anesagi Kaoru: I’m always looking for some nice coffee shops too. Those kids like them.

Takanashi Tsumugi: I tend to look for rainbow-colored goods…

*Ping*

Takanashi Tsumugi: …Ah, a rabbitchat from Tamaki-san.

Oogami Banri: What does it say?

Takanashi Tsumugi: Umm...Ah, looks like Tamaki-san wants a photo of you enjoying yourself!

Anesagi Kaoru: Then soak our feet in the bath right away! We should get a photo of that, don’t you think?

Oogami Banri: That’s a good idea!  Okay... hopping in. Whoa, it’s warm...!

Utsugi Shiro: How about you hold your guide book? Since they handmade those for you!

Oogami Banri: Oh, good thinking! Alright, Tsumugi-san, please!

Takanashi Tsumugi: I’ll take the photo! Okay, cheese...!

*Camera Click*

Anesagi Kaoru: Now allow me to go in...Ah, it’s warmer than I imagined!

Okazaki Rinto: I’m gonna join as well. Wow, it really is...!

Utsugi Shiro: Amazing, it warms up the whole body!

Takanashi Tsumugi: The stiffness in my legs is melting away...

Anesagi Kaoru: Hehe. Takanashi-san, your face is relaxing.

Takanashi Tsumugi: Wah! Sorry, it just feels so good so...!

Anesagi Kaoru: It’s fine, don’t worry. You’re always so stressed at work. It’s important to have times like this too!

Utsugi Shiro: Well then, let’s show everyone how relaxed we are!

Oogami Banri: So you want to take a photo of all five of us?

Utsugi Shiro: Yeah! Let’s move closer to the edge so we’re not in the way...Let’s take a pic! Alright, zunda mochi!

Takanashi Tsumugi & Okazaki Rinto & Oogami Banri & Anesagi Kaoru: Zunda mochi!?

*Camera Click*

Okazaki Rinto: W-Wait a second! I was so surprised by that “zunda mochi” that my face was anything but relaxed!

Utsugi Shiro: Oh, sorry about that. Force of habit...! ŹOOĻ went to Sendai for a shoot once and they took a picture with that call, so it’s become a trend among us.

Anesagi Kaoru: I hope I didn’t look weird! For crying out loud, you should have said something first.

Utsugi Shiro: Don’t worry. You look as lovely as always!

Anesagi Kaoru: That so...wait, is that so? Then it’s fine...

Oogami Banri: As expected of you, Utsugi-san.

Utsugi Shiro: Oh, it’s nothing much.

Okazaki Rinto: Shall we get going now? Look over there! A Nakamise-dori Shopping Street! (1)

Takanashi Tsumugi: It says here we should “try tasting the square cream puffs” there...!

Anesagi Kaoru: So we’re having dessert after hamburgers. That’s the best!

Oogami Banri: Let’s go! Cream puffs!

(Nakamise Street)

Takanashi Tsumugi: Sorry to keep you waiting! I bought the cream puffs!

Utsugi Shiro: Thank you, Takanashi-san, Anesagi-san. I appreciate you getting them for us.

Anesagi Kaoru: Don’t mention it! I’m glad you guys helped find a bench for us.

Okazaki Rinto: They really are a perfect square!

Takanashi Tsumugi: That’s right! The salted caramel is for Banri-san and Okazaki-san, right?

Anesagi Kaoru: The custard is for Takanashi-san and Utsugi-san. And the matcha cream is for me!

Oogami Banri: Thank you! ...How exactly does one eat this...

Okazaki Rinto: Maybe just take a big bite... ?

Utsugi Shiro: If you don’t you’ll end up with powdered sugar all over your mouth...

Takanashi Tsumugi: But taking a big bite feels like a waste...!

Anesagi Kaoru: That’s true. It’s best to savor it.

Okazaki Rinto: I think we’re the only adults who discuss cream puffs this passionately.

Oogami Banri: Okay! Let’s go with two bites! I want to savor the cream puffs the way they mention in the guide book!

Takanashi Tsumugi: Understood! Let’s dig in...! *Chomp*

Utsugi Shiro: It’s delicious...! Ah, hehe...Guys...

Oogami Banri: Huh? Oh! Everyone’s rocking mustaches!

Anesagi Kaoru: Oh no! I don’t want a green mustache!

Okazaki Rinto: Haha! We should’ve gone with one big bite after all!

Takanashi Tsumugi: Ahaha! We’re all matching!

Oogami Banri: The colorful mustaches would look great in photos, no?

Anesagi Kaoru: Fine. Let’s take a picture!

Utsugi Shiro: I’ll brag about it to the ŹOOĻ kids!

Okazaki Rinto: I’ve always wanted a mustache, so I’m actually kind of happy!

Oogami Banri: Ahaha! Here I go!...Okay, zunda mochi~!

Takanashi Tsumugi & Okazaki Rinto & Anesagi Kaoru & Utsugi Shiro: Zunda mochi~!

(End of episode 2)

Nakamise dori:  shopping street in the precincts of a shrine

[heartfullofleeches]

I love the idea of delivery driver reader!

What if C.C order some food from dd! readers family owned restaurant and dd! reader comes and deliver it

Or if C.C. order something spicy~ online and the reader comew and deliver it to them

Love you always - 🐀 anon

"Delivery!"

Your voice echos through the empty hall. A little louder than necessary, but that came with the benefit of no repercussions for shouting. The entire floor was reserved for zone apartment. The same you found yourself at many a night at the end of your shift. You lift your arm to knock, the wood swept from beneath your knuckles as you go in. Unbeknownst to you, the customer had been gunning to the door from the second you stepped off the elevator, detoured by minor obstacles such as last minute preparation and knocking over a lamp.

To be honest, you knew there was a high likelihood of this outcome - but its always best to be formal.

The door opens.

"Ah- Y/n.. What a pleasant surprise! Wasn't expecting you so soon."

The lilac haired male leans against the door frame, the shoulder of his attire pealing off his arm. The robe was of a similar shade to his locks, frilled around the collar and open mouthed sleeves. It stopped mid-thigh, length shortened as he props one leg against the other. The tank top he wore underneath was a deep red, strap following its companion down his skin. The incubus offers you a smile, twirling a strand of hair around his finger as his eyes wonder downwards. Your uniform was tacky as all hell, but fit nicely on your frame.

"Well this is.. embarrassing." He fibs. "Had I known you'd be here sooner, I would've changed earlier."

"It's all good, C.C. Better than the folks who show up to the door naked." His grin falls at the comment. Truthfully, you had no issues with his outfit. He's worn similar things after the third night you delivered his food. It's nice that he's comfortable around you - you suppose. By now, you're a bit more than acquaintances given you're on a first name base and you've exchanged numbers. It was obviously for work reasons, but you've received a stray message every now and again.

You retrieve the pizza box from your bag. "Anyway, got your usual. One cheese pizza, with an added bonus."

C.C fights down a squeal as you open the box. There on the top cover was a drawing of a rose as per his request. You think you've improved greatly since the first time he asked you to do so, especially if his reaction is any indicator. With all the hearts and other vaguely romantic pieces you've done, you wonder if he's got somebody special.

He claps his hands together. "It's beautiful, babe! But - it's missing something. You got a pen on you, right?"

"Yea?" You pull the writing tool from your pocket.

"Great! Can you please sign it?"

You chortle. "You serious?"

"Definitely! Want something to look back to when your art career pops off."

"Alright." You shut the box and sign your name on the cover. You pass it over to C.C, who looks at it fondly as he hesitantly sets it on the nearby table. He reaches into his shirt and pulls out a few bills, holding it out to you between his index and middle finger. It all was your tip, considering he paid online. He glances away as your fingers make brief contact with his, rubbing at his eyes with his spare hand.

"You good?"

"Yea... Just, something in my eye." He continues to jab his palm into his sockets until the glow of his eyes no longer reflects against his bracelets. This has happened before, but it somehow feels worse now. Getting worked up over a small touch like a pathetic little virgin was humiliating, but there was barely a better response when this is your first time understanding the concept of love in thousands of years. From first contact, that spark was there, but hadn't realized why till he saw you more frequently.

"Ok... well I hope you enjoy!."

C.C straights up as you shove the money into your pocket. It was time for the worst time of the night. You leaving. He brushes that anxiety away with yet another smile, planning to lay on the charm thick before your departure. If not tonight, one of these days he would get you inside his home - where you could never leave again.

"Hey, Y/n?"

"Mhm?"

C.C leans his arm against the doorway, staring at you through lidded eyes as he covers his face with his robes. "My... date actually cancelled on me tonight. I'd hate for all this food to go to waste. Would you like to join me?"

He chews on his glossy lips as he waits. C.C hates how your face scrunches in uncertainty. If he simply used his influence, he could have you in his bed at this very moment, but he didn't want to for whatever reason. True love was his goal, if such a thing existed. He doubted it'd work well on you anyway considering the tainted purity of his love.

Your apologetic laughter breaks his heart.

"I'd love to, but we actually got one more call before the store closed and I have to go delivery it."

"Oh.." Tears stab at his eyes, but before they can full form - you continue to speak.

"Maybe I can swing by once I'm done. My second stop is not too far from here honestly."

C.C's mood flips like a switch. "You better! Or I'll take my business elsewhere."

"I doubt that. See you later, C.C."

You head off with a mutual wave. Once shut, C.C crumbles against the door. He hates it - this warmth in his chest. It spreads through every inch of his body and leaves him fuller than any meal could compare to. It's gone the second he hears the elevator door opens, and he's left craving for more as a cold, empty shell on the floor. He soon steadies himself, grabbing the pizza box from the table. He traces your letters on the cardboard, almost as good as he's gotten with a pen. A base comfort he has is mirroring your handwriting and writing letters to himself at night, but the ones that settle his fears most of all -

are the letters he writes to your family in the unfortunate case of you running away.

[tinycheesecakedetective]

What about relaxation for Eternal Sugar and Greed for Golden Cheese?

Rambling/Concept Post pt. 2 (OLD)

My first ask! Thanks for asking, by the way, and sorry that this took so long to answer. I've been staring at this draft like the void, and it started to stare back.

Anyways, enough about my procrastination. That sounds good, at least for Eternal Sugar! Greed just feels kinda easy, not to mention that greed is seen as a good thing in her story specifically. Spinning greed back to being a bad trait feels like it dampens a bit of her story. That does give me a different idea for her, though. Golden Cheese Cookie, Beast of Gluttony and Burning Spice Cookie, Ancient Hero of Renewal

So you might be wondering, "Gluttony? Why gluttony, that has to do with food, doesn't it?" To which I say, I will get to it. Abundance is having [something] in excess, and Golden Cheese was drowning in wealth, subjects, and power before it was stripped from her during the Great Flour War. The reason why she was greedy was for the sake of her kingdom and went to great lengths to provide for them and her allies.

Which brings us back to why. Why gluttony? It's because Gluttony doesn't have a reason. It doesn't have a reason why it needs to consume, it just does. It is mindless, driven only by basic instinct and a lust for more because it needs more. Gluttony doesn't care if it deserves it or not, it needs to be fed and it will have what it wants. It is greed without reason. And it's a great fit for an ancient who loses sight of why they were greedy in the first place.

So... What exactly would her kingdom look like? Considering it's completely gone, GC would use the digital world she created as a blueprint. While she has the cheesebirds to help with reconstruction efforts, she lacks the resources needed. So, she begins searching for materials, and that's where the trouble begins. GC looks at the blueprints and decides it's simply not enough, so she begins expanding. And she doesn't stop; the kingdom becomes a tumor across the desert with more and more areas being built. Nowhere is untouched, and trying to explore the place is impossible because there's always new rooms, new entrances, and new things to explore. It's practically a maze with Golden Cheese at the center, always wanting more and never having enough.

Now onto Burning Spice... After beating myself up about how to make destruction a positive trait, I eventually decided on Renewal as their soul jam. Renewal, according to Merriam Webster, means "to make like new", and yes, I know it's close to change, but this was hard okay? Canonically, they give me warrior brute vibes, and I think their kingdom is just a complete wasteland. Like, there isn't anything there but monsters and sand, and maybe some old houses that survived. And technically their resting place, but that barely counts. When your known trait is destruction, it's kinda hard to think of anything to do for it. Maybe in the past they had a more permanent area? Spice seems to have connections with the Mala tribe, especially with Capsaicin Cookie specifically, but again, speculation.

I imagine Spice's (new) territory to be nomadic. Fitting with the theme of Renewal, they don't have any permanent homes and move between Spicy Spider Valley and the area surrounding their tomb in a pilgrimage of sorts. They of course have Burning Spice as ruler, but also a group of advisors that can make calls in their absence. I think the way they get their soul jam is they go on a solo journey through the wilderness to try and find himself or something, I can work out the details later.

Hollyberry Cookie, Beast of Ambition and Eternal Sugar Cookie, Ancient Hero of Serenity

Thankfully, this is way easier. Hollyberry is a boisterous, loving individual and my absolute favorite Ancient. For a while, my favorite update was the Dragon's Valley update, and I adore her interactions with Pitaya Dragon. But enough of my rambling, we're here to talk about her becoming ambition! Now this is pretty straightforward, passion and ambition are similar after all. But the difference between the two is that passion is a feeling, and ambition is a mindset. Taking one's passion and hyper focusing on a specific thing could make it into an ambition. And that's not always a good thing.

Having ambitions is great! Letting those ambitions run wild is ill advised, however. Balance is important to have, and if you don't keep that in mind, your ambitions can make you go to extremes and you might do things you never would've just to reach them. How Hollyberry falls is through her passion for the ones she loves. It starts innocently enough, she gets worried about the well being of her family, so she tries to get strong enough to protect them. She starts with trying to connect with her soul jam more, then finding artifacts that could boost her strength, and then all of a sudden she's trying to unlock the path to divinity. Whoops, how'd that happen? Interestingly enough, the Hollyberry Kingdom would probably end up the least affected by Beast!Hollyberry's actions. All they know is that she said that she would be going on a short trip and she hasn't come back yet, so the kingdom wouldn't change unless Pitaya got tired of their stalemate and made the entire kingdom their playground in the meantime.

Next and last for this post, Eternal Sugar Cookie! Also very easy, her new virtue is serenity! Eternal Sugar gave me HEAVY fallen angel vibes, although interestingly enough she gave me Greek vibes as well. Their territory is definitely some version of the Garden of Eden, what with the paradise name and seraphim wings and all. They feel like Mystic Flour's exact opposite, and while Mystic Flour tries to free everyone from all desires, Eternal Sugar seems like the type to indulgence in ALL of them and encourage pleasure over everything else.

So how do we make them into an ancient hero? Since serenity is a state of peace, perhaps they find it by complete accident. Maybe they start out as their usual slothful self but they don't find satisfaction, so she goes on some quest of self discovery and finds the way to peace or something like that. You know those relaxation gardens that people make in their backyards with the koi fish and the bonsai? Sugar's area feels like it would have that vibe, hidden away from most people.

And I think that's it. The next and probably final post is about everyone's new favorite gay ship! And they're very tricky. Again, sorry this took so long, I was running on empty for a WHILE. Hope you enjoy!

[lexiene]

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2:43 AM - Late Night Cravings

paring: fushiguro megumi & fem!reader.

genre: fluff, married life, no curse!au.

cw: reader is pregnant, mention of food.

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it’s almost 3am and you couldn’t sleep due to the war that’s currently taking place in your uterus. who would’ve thought that baking twins would be this laborious. sigh.

you were also starving so decided to go on ahead to go fulfill your late night cravings. you slowly try to get up from your side of the bed, careful enough to not wake up the other trooper from his slumber.

“Where are you going?”

shoot. you halt your movement.

but you didn’t say anything thinking that he was probably sleep talking. though, he had never done that previously. a few seconds have passed and you continue your venture trying to lift your heavy body off the bed.

“honey…” in a swift motion, megumi shot up and gently placed his hand on your wrist preventing you from furthering your action.

he proceeds to gently rub your back with his hand. “are you okay?” the genuineness in his eyes and his voice never fails to melt your heart.

“i’m just hungry ‘is all no worries”.

“yes worries what is it that you want i’ll go make it for you”. his soft voice and the genuine look in his eyes is making you all teary eyed.

“a pot—like one of those giant pots, filled with mac & cheese, steamed and chopped broccoli, sliced pickles and sriracha.” you thinned your lips.

“for a second there, i thought you were craving pots.” light chuckles leave both your lips.

“Well I’m technically eating for three. So it wouldn’t be surprising if i ended up eating the pot too.”

“four million if you count those parasites,” he jokes.

you playfully nudge your husband while chuckling. he leans in to pepper your face with soft kisses including your lips, leaving a lingering one there.

he got up to from the bed and walked out of your shared bedroom. Oh how blessed you are to have such a wonderful and caring husband.

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Just as you requested

He went out of his way and made coconut and lime mojito mocktail knowing your love for the drink after downing every craving.

He made a mental note to later thank itadori for those cooking lessons.

He went back to your shared bedroom with the food tray in hand right on time to see his wife sniffing liquid and powdered laundry detergent. Alternating the two.

I promise I didn’t consume any.

It’s alright honey, hand them over.

“Sorry I just love sriracha. It’s the best thing to ever be invented.”

Megumi didn’t know if it was the sriracha or those pregnancy hormones that were causing you to be this emotional.

Roughy draft 😭

Oh.....my....OMFG JSIOSNAKSNSKANSNSJSJSS

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ch. xxvii - scuse me

fashion mogul!mingi × reader

buy me coffee ?

things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.

To be quite honest, you knew being alone at night was stupid. Not that it was very dangerous or something, it was just amplifying the loneliness. Sure, some people might revel in being alone, but you had to admit that you were slowly getting tired of being alone. Or maybe it was that you were tired of beinv alone again. Three years and an engagement later, you wouldn't have guessed that you'd be going to the convenience store you used to frequent with your ex by yourself. The road used to be filled with lighthearted teasing and nearing the end, wedding planning is now cold breeze and crickets.

But, you had cravings. Bean had cravings and you didn't stock up because the cravings differ from one day to the other. So the broken heater of the convenience store couldn't stop you. It wasn't like it was too cold either, it was just slightly uncomfortable. Bean had wanted to eat something warm anyways so it shouldn't be an issue. And yes, you really do heed into Bean's cravings. Once, bean craved ice cream and jjajang at the same time. It wasn't that weird but maybe a mango ice cream was a bad choice. You didn't even know what bean wanted until you got to the convenience store and immediately craved spicy jjamppong ramyeon with cheese, egg, and sausage. You wondered if Bean will still have the same questionable palate once it's born. Then you wondered if bean shares the same palate as its dad. Not that you wanted to think about him much because obviously, he has yet to make up his mind while still trying to drown you in presents. You were running out of people to give away the presents he still left you and while it seemed mean, you didn't want your anger to be resolved by items. Maybe your friends were right, maybe you wanted Mingi to make a decision to approach you first. And maybe you should've been straightforward with him and tell him the answer you needed instead of playing this chicken game. Besides, it was bad enough that you left him all alone in the hallway of your apartment at 11 pm while needing to pee. To be quite honest, you felt bad for that and you would apologize. If he'd come to you.

The whole Mingi train of thought took up only until your food was cooked. As soon as it was done, you immediately focused on eating, enjoying the taste and warmth that spread all through your chest. You ate the whole thing with such gusto, feeling your mood getting better that peaked once the bowl was empty and you have cleaned up all your trash. With a satiated craving and a full belly, you walked out of the convenience store So of course, you thought you were going to end the day perfectly what with your craving satiated and belly full. Though, you were slightly concerned that your baby was floating in spicy ramyeon broth but that was just a regular odd fear that was washed away easily with the cold night air.

"Excuse me," You turned to see two women jogging towards you.

Considering that it was nearing midnight, you should've been more nervous and cautious of any interaction happening. But for that same reason, because it was nearing midnight, you think you should help your fellow women who might be in some sort of trouble, no matter the complexity and size.

"Yes?" You answered as soon as they reached you. The two women looked at each other momentarily, before turning back to you, "Do live in that apartment?" you followed the finger of one of the girls who was pointing at your apartment building. You nodded in affirmation to them, assuring that you actually do, "Yes, I do," as soon as you said that, you could see their eyes light up happily. "That's great! Do you know the girl who's dating Song Mingi the fashion mogul?" the other immediately asked. It was a rather odd question and the furrow of your eyebrows seems to only make them more intrigued. You immediately got a weird vibe from them so you did what you thought was right and tried to escape as quickly as you could. "Uh, I don't know what you guys wanted or how you even know about the apartment, but if this involves anything weird, I don't want to be part of it. So..." you tried to turn around and walk away but they went around you and blocked your path. One girl grinned happily while the other stared at you with furrowed eyebrows, "Oh, she so does, she's probably friends with her," she said excitedly, hitting her friend's arm continuously. You wanted to say no, but you didn't want to give them hints or anything that could make them think that you were actually helping them.

However, before you can do anything, the girl whose arm was hit by her friend stepped forward as her eyes widened, "Oh my God, forget that, Hyemi, this is her! She is her! Didn't you see the leaked pictures from that blog?" All of a sudden, you felt your stomach drop and your instinct was triggered. Your hand flew to your stomach as if you were trying to protect your baby even though there was no proof that your baby was even being targeted. "You're so right," when the excited girl took a step closer to you as well, you immediately raised a hand at her that she simply grabbed to pull you closer, "We have so much to ask you,"

They weren't even treating you like a human being, using you to get answers on Mingi because they thought that you were personally involved with Mingi which was so wrong on most levels. The questions they asked were rather invasive too. For example, since when was it okay to ask a complete stranger what Mingi usually does as his shower routine? Does Mingi take a bath often and when he does, does he use bath bombs? What is Mingi like at home, what does he wear or does he even wear anything? And worst of all, has Mingi really been with men?

"Really, I can't help you with this, I need to go home," as hard as you can, you tried pulling your arm out of their grip as your eyes tried to find a way to safely make your escape. The only thing you fear is truly your baby being in danger from you trying to escape them. But no matter how much you tried to pull away, they kept bombarding you with questions you didn't have the answer to. You were damn near crying at that point and the sliver of people who passed by were no help, they simply looked at you who was in trouble and decided to not give a shit. So much for you trying to help someone. You couldn't stay and let them do whatever they wanted because that will just encourage more shitty behaviour on their part while preventing you from developing an effective way to get rid of assholes like them.

When you felt your arm being yanked, you damn near screamed bloody murder, but you soon realized that it wasn't really your arm that was being yanked, it was the girl who was holding you. You looked up to see Mingi scowling at the two girls who stood frozen. "What do you think you were doing?" His voice was void of the usual lighthearted tone he used on you, this was not even the voice he used when he accused you of whoring around. This was... Assertive.

"I..." "We..." Both girls were nervous now, they hadn't expected to be confronted by Mingi because they thought that they were going to be the ones doing all the confronting. Idiots.

"I'm trying to be nice right now for the sake of this woman right here," he nodded to you which made your breath hitch, "But if you don't leave her alone, I'll make you regret it." With that, he turned you around and with a hand on your back, he guided you away from those girls.

Just as you were about to feel relieved that Mingi had stepped in, one of them screamed 'wait' and proceeded to grab you by the shoulder, almost making you fall. But Mingi's reflex was better than theirs as he immediately pushed the girl's grip off and stepped between you and her. At 6 ft, Mingi was a mountain that put the girls under his shadow. "I'm serious, I will press charges," he said sternly. You didn't see what he looked like completely, but you saw that he was glaring at them and his chest was puffed while his shoulders were squared. In all honesty, he kind of looked like a guard dog, protecting whoever or whatever it was he deemed needing his protection.

The message was VERY loud and clear as seen from how both girls immediately nodded their heads in fear. Only then did Mingi gently take your hand in his and walk you to his car that was parked just across the road.

"Mingi?" You called out meekly, afraid that he was still worked up. But when he turned to look at you, you were only met with his usual kind eyes and that showed a lot of guilt and a hint of embarrassment. "I can just walk to my apartment alone," you told him, hesitant to receive his kindness especially since he had just saved you after you ignored him for some time. But Mingi shook his head, even tugging you further to the passenger seat where he opened the door and motioned for you to get in, "No, you just experienced something traumatic from trying to walk home all alone, the least I can do is make sure you don't get followed even after you get inside your home," he said determinedly. You wanted to say no, send him home, and tell him thanks but no thanks. But, you don't really want that. Not at all, actually. So you smiled which surprised Mingi, "Thanks Mingi, that's really nice. Way nicer than the gifts you've been dropping off," you teased. At the mention of gifts, Mingi blushed and his hand flew to ruffle the back of his head, "Uh... Actually, I was just about to drop off a bouquet I got you, but I threw it there when I saw that you were in trouble," he said as he pointed to the road. True to what he said, you saw a bouquet of white and soft yellow flowers wrapped in baby pink and baby blue paper abandoned by the side of the road, the wrapper soaked by disgusting murky water, the flowers crumpled and some of the petals even scattered around dramatically.

The sight should've been sad, but for some reason, you laughed at it. Even more odd, Mingi was laughing along with you. It wasn't that you both were laughing at each other, but you were laughing at the situation and how unpredictably ridiculous it is.

Yeah, everything involving you two were absolutely silly.

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[Macaque also develops a weird craving for cheese tea later in pregnancy for some reason.]

Does he develop any other weird cravings? Or SWK?

Macaque as mentioned craves cheese tea. Anything creamy and/or sweet. He also gets odd cravings for charcoal (really common in primates). Tang introduces him to chargrilled paneer and Macaque is just in bliss.

SWK, to his horror, craves spicy/hot foods. He does not like anything with heat to it - this man barely tolerates his food being cooked. He ignores these cravings by nomming on things with lots of ginger and/or cinnamon in them. Ice cubes too, for the cronch.

Another often ignored symptom of pregnancy is "Anti-cravings/Food adversions" aka "If I even think or smell about this food I will cry".

Wukong learns about this the hard way when the texture and taste of a peach nearly makes him throw up. He is not having a fun time.

Macaque on the otherhand gets an aversion to fish + sea smells, which he doesnt really care about. Until he starts hanging out with Sandy on the boat, then it gets really hard to ignore. Sandy is a G at providing ginger tea and aromatheraphy though.

Wukong, after another failed attempt to eat a peach: *whine!* :( Macaque: "Who would've thought the thing that stopped the Great Sage Equal to Heaven from eating peaches was sympathetic pregnancy? If only the Empress knew, she would have encouraged us to procreate sooner." >:) Wukong: "pls do not laugh at my misery. The very thought of peaches is making me sad." Macaque: "Oh please. You're overreacting." Pigsy: "Hey you guys want some fish soup?" Macaque: *loud hissing!* >:O!! Wukong: "Now who's overreacting?" >:D Pigsy, to himself: "I swear its like I took in a pair of feral alley cats."

The second the food adversions go away (for SWK about a month after MK is born, Mac a lot longer), Wukong dives head first into a crate of peaches.

He also gains a... sense of when things are expecting.

Wukong, post-S3: *bites peach. Feels sick* "???" *looks at Mac* Macaque: "..." Wukong: "...we should ask Guanyin about something later." Macaque: "Yeah..."

And thats how they learned Rumble & Savage were coming.