#if the recipe tells him to add a little bit of sugar he won't know what a “little bit” of sugar is

[forgettable-au]

How are Wingdings’ cooking skills?

They're okay, he's usually good at following the recipe

But if the instructions aren't specific enough then it will go wrong...

He finds cooking a little stressful, so he would rather not

He doesn't have time for that stuff anyway

[oddballwriter]

The Sweetest Thing

Summary: Your hobby of baking causes an issue for the boys. Not because of anything with you, it's a matter of control with themselves.

Warnings: Nothing really.

Author’s Snip: I bake as a hobby and while making brownies earlier I thought this up.

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Word Count: 816

Taglist: @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction (you can join the taglist, just ask)

It was a problem. Not for you. You were just acting out your hobby of baking and there was nothing wrong with that at all. The problem was with the boys and the fact that they couldn’t resist eating whatever you baked. Whether it be brownies, cookies, cupcakes, bonbons, pies, anything.

You wouldn’t call yourself a top baker, but the boys always sang your praises and wanted the first taste every time. But you seem to always have something freshly baked and fresh out the oven.

Steven was the least likely to tell you no when you offered him a piece of what you’ve made, always having the subconscious intuition to start baking so that when it was all ready it could be pair with his tea. And it would be nice to have something with his tea. And you always go through the trouble of using a vegan recipe.

“Oh, I really shouldn’t.” Steven says to himself as you offer him a few cookies you just finished, “I can’t be eating so much sugar all the time.” he warns himself. “Just one won’t hurt.” Steven excuses.

But one turns into two, and then an extra third that he didn't realize he was eating until he was just about done with it.

"So much for 'just one'." Steven scolds himself.

"At least I know that they were good," you remark.

"Thank you for letting me try them though, love. They were delicious. But next time I'll just grab one and leave the rest of the container alone." Steven says.

It's worse when Marc just got done working out. Gained some muscle, shed a good amount of calories. But then he walks in and the flat smells like a damn bakery. Out of all of the days and times that you could have baked, you chose the day that Marc goes to the gym and the time he comes home. And you're there smiling at him.

"What's for dessert this time?" Marc asks as he walks over to you and kisses you on the cheek. "You giggle, "Cinnamon rolls, I found an easy-to-follow recipe a few days ago and wanted to give it a try." you explain.

Marc sighs, "Why do you always have to make something to make me regain all the calories I just lost?" he questions. "You don't have to eat them today if you don't want to." you say, "Plus, they aren't done yet. They need to be done baking and I need to make the frosting." you add.

"You can have one once they're complete and cooled down." you offer him. "That's the issue. If you're the one who made them then I'll get up eating more than one." Marc explains.

"Sometimes having a little bit of a little snack pouch is okay as long as you're healthy." you half-joke.

Jake hardly does anything about it though. He couldn't care less if he gained a pound or two if it meant getting to enjoy your baking. Matter of fact he's right there when you bake. Arms wrapped around your body while you measure and mix, but he hardly really helps in your opinion.

"Are you just going to hold me the whole time or are you going to do something?" you question playfully. "I help by licking the spoons and bowls." Jake replies.

You huff in amusement before picking up the teaspoon that you used a second ago, "Then do me a favor and 'clean' this for me." you request as you hand it to him. Jake takes it and gives it one lick before trying to spit in an immediate reaction. "What the hell was that?" Jake exclaims. "I used that for the vanilla extract." you say simply.

"That was mean." Jake says with a fake pout. "You saw me use it a second ago, I don't know how you fell for that." you laugh.

"I just like watching you work, I don't pay attention to what exactly you're putting in. You could poison it right in front of me and I probably won't catch it at first." Jake says before he slightly changes the subject.

"Speaking of watching you bake. I would love to help you open up a little bakery and have a little section where I can watch you make everything." Jake mentions as he holds you closer and kisses your neck. "I don't think I'm that much of a baker that I could have a business." you comment.

"I'd disagree. I think once someone gets a taste of what you make then they'd be flocking for a single piece." Jake says.

"Jake I use recipes I find online and then write down if I like them." you mention.

"Well then maybe it's time that you experiment with making your own." Jake fires back, "I can taste test for you while you try to nail it." he suggests.

[m34gs]

Twisted Wonderland ask: Assuming there is a Starbucks equivalent, what are the Housewarden's go-to drink order?

Hello friend! Thank you for the ask!!! Oh dear, ehehehe, it seems my lack of coffee-related knowledge may show here...oops, lol. 😂 I will do my best to answer! (thank goodness for online menus that allow you to look at the recipes!)

Riddle - Grande Vanilla Sweet Cream Cold Brew; with an extra splash of sweet cream. We know Riddle loves sweet things like tarts and desserts. I think he would enjoy something cool and sweet, and something a little different than his usual drinks. More than likely, it was Trey, Ace, Deuce, and Cater who brought him to the coffee shop, and in an effort to appreciate his friends and fit in with everyone around, I imagine Riddle would have picked something sweet but simple. Sweet because he knows he'll enjoy it and won't offend anyone by not drinking it, and simple because the sheer amount of customization Cater did for his own drink made Riddle's head spin a little. There were no rules for what Cater did. It was a godless, unholy act. Who the hell puts that much syrup in a DRINK. Riddle is doing his best not to be scarred for life.

Leona - Grande Lemonade. It's simple, but that's how Leona likes his drinks. I don't think he'd want to bother with a bunch of fancy things for his order, and I don't think he'd want anything caffeinated...that would get in the way of his precious nap time. And I imagine, with how warm the Savanaclaw dorm is, the lemonade is likely very refreshing.

Azul - Espresso Machiato; 6 shots instead of 4, nonfat milk, with light milk foam. Let's be real, Azul has got Things To Do. He's a full-time student AND running a lounge, plus forming contracts on the side? You expect me to think this boy sleeps? Nah. That's what caffeine is for. He'll get by. And of course, he still has a complex about his weight as a child, so he will order nonfat milk with light milk foam. (my poor boy. someday he will realize it did not mean that much, and that he is more than just his looks.)

Kalim - Grande Hot Chocolate; with 6 pumps of Mocha sauce instead of 4, and extra Mocha drizzle on top. Let's be real, Kalim is a sweetie. And just like him, his drink is extra sweet. He would get a venti but Jamil says no. Can't have him completely spoiling his appetite before dinner!

Vil - Grande Chai Latte; light milk foam, with nonfat milk. I think this would be something Vil would enjoy. Chai has a warm taste that wraps around you, much like a hug, and reminds me of cozy days in. I think it would be a "taste of home" vibe that he would enjoy for times when he is on the road for his acting or modelling. It also still has a bit of caffeine in it, which can help him feel awake and refreshed if he's having a rough morning.

Idia - Espresso Con Panna; 8 shots of espresso instead of 4 and EXTRA whipped cream. This boy has got classes all day and gaming all night. There's no time for sleep. I fully believe Idia has a shirt that says "sleep is for the weak". Anytime he can add more caffeine or sugar to his order, he will. The only reason he stops at 8 shots is because Ortho threatened the life of his computer monitor. And no, I don't mean Ortho threatened to dump water on it or take it away; Idia would find ways around that. No, no. Ortho pulled out a gun and said "drop the espresso or the computer gets it". #giveorthoagun2023

Malleus - Malleus goes to the shop only because Yuu asked him. And of course he orders the Dragon Drink. Dragonfruit and coconut, it's a pretty nice combo. Plus, it's a dragon drink. It was made for him. (Or so he believes. Yuu will not tell him otherwise. It's too cute.) He falls in love with the shop because Yuu lets it slip that they frequent it often and so suddenly Malleus has a Starbucks addiction (somebody help this simping dragon fae) and meets them there regularly to have drinks together.

There you have it! Those are the drinks I think each Housewarden would enjoy. What about you? Let me know what you think! Do we have the same brain? Or are your choices totally different??? Can't wait to hear!

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Monsters mcs are the best in my opnion! So i'm really happy to have found out your blog! Could i request relationship headcanons for Azul,Riddle and other two of your chossing with a androgynous-looking Male!Fairy!Reader? Maybe capable of switching between a more "humam" form and a "pixie" form (Pixie form would problably be similar to the fairies in the Fairy gala event) in SFW and NSFW (Or just SFW if you feel incomfortable).

Pixie Drabbles

I made little drabbles for Riddle and Azul since I couldn't really think of anyone else. Male reader Implied. Pixie Reader

Riddle

"And done!" Riddle's eyes go wide for a moment at the feeling of a weight on his head, posture stiffening up before whipping his head around to see you. Your wings flutter behind you as you practically twirl around him, taking your seat on the stump across the mushroom table from him.

His hands instinctively went to touch the weight on his head, lifting it off to examine it. White, red, floribunda, and cherry parfait were all weaved together in a gradient pattern to make a ring. Sticks and other plants were intertwined within the ring to make it truly look like a crown. You reached over to the crown and took it into your hands, placing it back onto Riddle's head.

An antique hand mirror rested in your hands, twirling about before you faced the reflective side to him. Upon seeing his reflection of the crown he wore in the mirror mixed with your serene expression he couldn't help but blush slightly. "My apologies, I wasn't aware I should have brought a proper crown." "It's a pixie custom of ours to dress our guests, you don't have to bring anything." 

"I insist-" "No Riddle, I insist. You have nothing to prove to me, you know?" "Is that so…" Riddles sounded dazed, unused to such statements. He was always expected to perform at his best at all times his whole life, no cracks, no breaks, just pure perfection. 

Yet here you were, patient as always, never tearing him down for any mistake he makes, but rather encouraging them. He was thankful to have found such a lovely partner as you. Somewhere in his mind, he wonders how his mother would react to him bringing home a man. You snap him out of his thoughts.

"Now, allow me to officially show you how we pixies do tea parties around here!" You say, floating over a pixie dust-covered teapot made of leaves. Riddle relaxed a little and smiled, giving a firm, yet gentle nod.

Azul

"And this is?" "If I tell you won't try it." "Well, I don't think I was going to try it to begin with …" 

You made a mock gasp in response. "Oh how you wound me Azul, here I was inviting you over to teach you some proper pixie cuisine and this is how you respond?" You playfully nudge the greedy octopus who wears a small teasing smile on his lips. You were showing the mer some delicacies and desserts that pixies enjoy for the lounge. "Alright, I guess I'll try it…"

You grab Azul's face, hand under his chin and fingers squishing his cheekss. He blushed at the movment, now forced to look at your handsome face. "Open wide~" You snicker, bringing the fork closer to his mouth to feed him. Azul pulled away from the fork after, out of your hands. His eyes were closed in focus as he chewed on the mysterious substance you fed him.

"Meaty, crispy, yet chewy… surprisingly sweet… a bit floral too. A hint of honey… This is… very good. Did you add some flowers to the herbs you used?" You were always amazed by Azul's taste buds, refined after years of running restaurants and testing dishes. "Right as always, Azzy." You snicker at the small look he gives you.

"Still, I'm completely unsure of what I just ate" "Coconut worms!" Azul's eyes widened. "Coconut worms? Wait, did I just eat-" "Bugs? Yup. We pixies eat a lot of bugs amongst the foliage we can find. Sprites too occasionally. But our main source of protein are bugs! Honey and sugar are also used a lot in our recipes too, beekeeping is a common practice among us." ඞ

"I… ate…" "But it was good though, right?" Azul regained his composure and nodded. "I- yes it was, very good. I've just never eaten insects before, I always assumed they were disgusting, to say the least."

"Welp, now you know!" You smiled at your lover. "So what do you think? Is it menu approved?" You snickered at Azul's nervous expression, before calming. "The honeycomb cake you made before. The coconut worms…" Azul paused a bit thinking of what to say next. "I don't think the lounge is ready for it.

[illicitlimerence-writes]

burnt | c. leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 1.3k words prompt: letter b: baking. from this christmas alphabet prompt listwarnings: mentions of vomit (but not actual vomit, just the consistency(??), food fight, charles and the reader being chaotic, language, burnt cookies, fluff. a/n: here's day two! hope you like it!

my masterlist/ christmas alphabet masterlist

"i promised your mother i'd bring my famous butter cookies for her christmas dinner," you announce, walking to your boyfriend's game room. he sits in his race simulator with his headphones off of one ear.

"you've never baked butter cookies," he says, a frown on his face, you nod.

"i know! but, do you remember your birthday?" you say and he looks up at the ceiling, thinking about that day, then his eyes return to you.

"yeah?"

"okay, so i went to this store and i bought said cookies, turns out your mother loved them! and then she started praising me, saying they were the greatest cookies she's ever tried, so soft and crumbly, and she made me promise to bake them again for christmas," you rant, running a hand through your hair.

"amour, why didn't you just tell her the truth?" charles laughs, getting up from his seat, you furrow your eyebrows.

"because i couldn't! she looked so delighted and proud, i couldn't do that to her!" you say, frustrated.

"it's fine, mon ange, you just have to go to the bakery and buy some more," he walks to you and places his hands on your shoulders.

"that's the thing, though," you point at him with your index finger. "they're closed for the holidays," charles' smile fades as he hears your words.

"well... we can buy from a different store, or we can make them ourselves," he grabs your hand and leads you to your bedroom.

"but they won't taste the same, plus i've never baked anything in my entire life!" you fall down on the bed, covering your face with your hands.

"we've still got a few days, chérie, we can go to the store right now and give it a few tries," charles says as he lays next to you, pecking your lips in hopes to calm you down.

"okay..." you give him a small smile.

-

"it looks like vomit," you and charles both stare at the mix in front of you.

"maybe we can add more flour?" charles suggests, and you nod, pouring some more flour and stirring with a spatula. "it says here to mix with your hands," he reads from his phone, where he found a recipe for the cookies.

"i'm not touching that thing, you've said it yourself, it looks like vomit!" you say, scrunching your nose.

"i'll do it," charles shoves you a little to the side with his hip. you watch as he mixes in the new flour with the vomit-looking thing you'd created. "it feels gross," he chuckles as he continues. "can you add a bit more flour?" he asks after a few seconds, you grab the bag and pour some more in. slowly, the mix becomes less liquid and more solid, it actually starts looking like the paste you see in movies or cooking shows.

"i think that's it, we just have to split it in two and put them in the fridge," charles says as he walks to the sink to wash his hands.

"do you think this will work?" you ask as you cut two pieces of plastic film to wrap it around the dough.

"we'll just have to wait and see." charles says as he places both halves in the fridge. "while we wait, we can work on the frosting,"

-

the cookies have all been cut and are now resting in the oven, you watched in delight as the first three cookies you placed in, turned into a beautiful gold around the edges. you used the cookie cutters in the shapes of candy canes, christmas trees, and snowflakes and wait for the current batch to bake. next, you move on to make the frosting.

"add more sugar!" you say as you stir with a spoon.

"there's already like three cups of sugar! we'll get sick because of this," charles complains.

"pour more goddamn white sugar or i will pour this on your head."

"i'm not giving you any more sugar, that's enough!" he grabs the bag of sugar and runs away. you chase after him with the bowl of frosting on your hands.

"come back here! give me my sugar!" you yell, running behind him. "dammit, why am i not athletic," your chest heaves as you breathe heavily. you stay quiet, waiting for charles to come out of wherever he's hiding and surprise-attacking him.

it works. he opens the door to his game room and pokes his head out, you shuffle against the wall, hoping he didn't see you. he makes his way out, the bag of sugar securely in his head, you watch his reflection on the conveniently placed mirror, thanking your past self for putting it there. it gives you a perfect view of your wide-eyed boyfriend but he can't see you at all. you prepare yourself, grabbing some frosting with your own fingers, cringing at the feeling on your hands.

"give me my sugar!" you yell as you throw it on his face and shirt. he stands there, stunned, with his mouth open in surprise.

"oh, no, you did not." he shakes his head slowly, and you walk backward, your eyes never leaving his figure.

"yes, i did."

"you'll regret this, mon ange," he says as he continues to walk your way. by now, you're afraid to look away, but you can tell you're about to hit the wall. you're being trapped.

"what are you gonna do about it?" you raise an eyebrow as you cock your head to the side.

"this," he says, opening the bag of sugar and pouring all the contents on your head.

you gasp. opening your eyes wide, you see a proud, cheeky grin on his face.

"oh, it's on!"

you run to the kitchen, you don't want to clean the entire house because of your mess, you grab whatever leftover ingredients you can find on the counter and throw them charles' way. you both laugh and yell like teenagers. you turn around to grab an egg when you feel charles' hands on your waist, spinning you around and pinning you to the wall.

"i win," he declares, leaning his head forward.

"nuh-uh," you shake your head.

"you're a bigger mess than i am! look at your hair,"

"but i'm not done yet," you give him a devilish smile as you smack the egg on his head.

"neither am i," he says as he grabs what's left of the frosting and smears it all over your face. you close your eyes, letting the silliness of the situation get the best of you, you break into a fit of laughter.

"you- your hair!" you laugh as the egg slides down charles' hair and the sides of his face.

eventually, you regain your composure, leaning against the wall as your heartbeat slows down.

"chérie?" charles calls, you hum in reply. "you've got something on your face." you swear your neighbors heard the snort and laugh that left your body.

your eyes fly to charles. he leans against the counter with a playful smile on his face.

"come here, i'll help you clean up," he grabs the roll of paper towels, you step closer, sliding your hands around his waist.

you present your face to him, closing your eyes as you wait to feel the rough paper towel against your skin. instead, you feel soft lips on your own. you smile into the kiss, pulling him closer.

"hmm, i think we did a good job on the frosting," he says, diving in for another kiss and taste of the frosting.

"it still needs more sugar, though," you say, pecking his lips. you're about to turn around when charles grabs your waist and sits you on the counter. he places a hand on each of your thighs, opening your legs so he can fit in the middle.

"i think i need another taste to decide," he mutters on your lips.

you stay there for what feels like hours, with charles' face on your hands and his lips tangled with yours.

when you open your eyes again, all you can see is smoke.

"holy shit!" you push charles away, jumping down from the counter and running to the oven.

"shit, they're burnt!" charles yells as you grab a kitchen towel and pull out the tray of cookies. you quickly close the door to the oven as charles runs to open all the windows. when he returns, you both look at the tray of black, crumpled cookies.

"looks like we'll have to try again," charles says, scratching the back of his head. you look at him with a grin on your face.

"you think?!"

[sugasshaay]

baking with meian please

Leafy you waited fucking years for this I AM SO SORRY I dont even know what happened i just suddenly had no motivation to even open my drafts bruh 😭😭 I genuinely hope you like this because I feel like its too casual

Character(s): meian shugo

Type: fluff imagine.

Warnings: food

If im being honest, meian feels like he's a good cook but isn't the best at baking, Idk he just has that vibe. He's a great cook and his food tastes so, so good but somehow whenever he bakes he just has to get something wrong. Either he burns whatever he's baking, adds too much of an ingredient, add too little- or even forget a whole ingredient.

But that doesn't mean he would say no to baking, especially with you. He can't say no to you, when you come to him all of the sudden one night asking him if you two can bake cupcakes with him even tho you know damn well he's a shitty Baker. Yeah, he did hesitate but with that look you give him he just cannot say no. Who's he to say no to you anyways?

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"Are you sure about this? You do know what happens whenever I-" you shut him up by putting a strawberry in his mouth. "I told you, I have the recipe and all the ingredients. And I watched two tutorials on YouTube! Im very sure this would go well." He swallowed the strawberry and nodded slowly.

"Alright! Put creaming butter and sugar in this mixing bowl and mix it till it's fluffy" You pushed a clear mixing bowl infront of him with the whisk inside. "Cool, uhm so how much do I put for each?" He asked you while you were busy washing strawberries You stop mid way and look at him, clearly not knowing. "Uhhhh... eyeball it?" You told him, your lips curving into an awkward wobbly smile. "______, we are gonna fuck it up." He said still looking at you. You turned your head quickly, and got back to cutting the strawberries. "No we won't! Its not my problem they didn't tell me how much. Plus, I'm sure this will turn out good just trust me."

"Is this enough?" He asks you, mixing with the whisk slowly "yeah that's good! Put 250g of flour, 4 eggs and 4 tablespoons of milk and a pinch of salt and whisk all of those until its smooth-" "can't you do it? I'm scared I'll mess something up.." he cut you up before you could finish. "I can't, I'm busy cutting up the strawberries. I'm very sure you can do it by yourself"

Around ten minutes later you hear him huff beside you. "I can't keep doing this my arm hurts so much!" You look at him and chuckle. "What happened to the years of volleyball?" You look back at the strawberries you were still cutting and smiling as he huffed again. "That's different!" You laugh at him, after you calmed down a bit you suggested to do the mixing while he cuts strawberries.

"Im finally done god that took a lot of strength." You sighed slowly looking at the bowl infront of you. "Can you get me the muffin tins please?" He nodded quickly and start running around the kitchen looking for muffin tins and paper cases. After those were found you took a spoon and started to divide the mixture between the paper cases making sure you to get an even amount in each case. Of course, meian took the opportunity to hug you from behind. Not really doing anything just watching and being a huge personal walking blanket. After you were done you let him put the cut strawberries in the middle of the cupcake mixture.

When everything was done it was time to put the two muffin tins in the oven to bake.

After 15 minutes you took the tins put revealing the cupcakes (ofc he was thanking God they didn't come out pitch black). You put them aside to cool down and running back to the show you were watching, meian following you smiling.

See you next time.

[mahalsuya]

pamamanhikan with timeskip! half-filipino! iwaizumi hajime

creds/request from my bb @nanaomiomi (I MISS YOU SM MWAH)

if you don’t know what “pamamanhikan” is, DW I DIDN’T EITHER LMAO

pamamanhikan: meeting your partners family/parents. (traditionally: groom meeting the bride’s family to show marriage is not between just the two people, but the entire family) (ty for telling me <3)

non-gender specified! filipino!reader (idk if it works gender neutrally so i didn't add reader pronouns) enjoy! cw: light language

CONGRATS READER YOU’RE ENGAGED TO KUYA HAJI 🥳🥳

both your families decided to keep filipino tradition, and do pamamanhikan.

you guys agreed, so now iwa and his family are on his way to your house.

both of you have met each other’s families before, and your families know a little bit of each other, so it’s mainly a "get to know each other" session.

when haji’s family arrives, they bring some gifts like their family adobo, wine, and soda.

your family made some delicious food like lumpia, sinigang, and turon for desert. (lumpia: eggrolls, sinigang: sour soup with vegetables and meat, turon: banana with brown sugar wrapped in spring roll wrapper; fried.)

the parents introduce themselves to each other and it’s going really smoothly! the conversation is general and small.

after the small talk, haji will ask your parents for your their permission to marry you.

HE’S LOWKEY SWEATING HIS ASS OFF EVEN THOUGH HE’S SURE EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE

“nay, tay, pinapayagan kong magkasal si y/n?” (mom, dad, will you allow me to marry y/n?) (nay and tay is used a shortened version of nanay and tatay, as a nickname used by your partner in this case)

“oo. pwede yan hajime” (yes. that’s allowed hajime)

claps and cheers from you and his family. (you guys def call him out for being nervous and he denies it)

now, in celebration, you guys eat dinner! sm good fucking food god bless and your families get to know each other.

your moms compliment each other on the foods they cooked, share recipes, and cooking tips.

your dads talk about work and about you two.

again, they’re getting to know each other so they talk about themselves, where they’re from, their jobs, etc.

you and haji will have small conversation while they have their one on one talks and you’ll tease him even more for being nervous from earlier.

“awww was my fiancé nervous on what my parents would say 🥺”- you

*shoves food in your mouth* “no. i don’t know what you saw mahal ko” (mahal ko- my love)

giggles from both of you AND YOUR FAMILIES GIVING YOU TWO THE KILIG LOOK (kilig- giddy feeling toward romance)

you guys won't have many plans for your wedding yet (this is happening a few weeks after he proposed), but you’ll share the little information you two have planned so far like who’s being invited, attire ideas, and a vague idea what the venue will be like/when it would seasonally be.

BE PREPARED FOR ALL THE EMBARRASSING STORIES FROM YOUR CHILDHOODS

you guys will die of embarrassment before you even get married

your dad will show baby videos that are really funny and haji’s parents will show embarrassing photos they didn’t get the chance to show you yet.

(watch one of them be haji’s messy face after eating ice cream HAHAHAH)

all of the parents will give you two advice for married life and relationships in general like to trust each other, make time for each other, never go to bed angry, and more.

CUE THE “kung nasaktan ka yung baby ko sapakin kita hajime ha.” FROM YOUR DAD LMAO (if you hurt my baby i'll punch you okay hajime.)

*nervous gulp* “opo tay” (yes dad)

OFC IT’S JUST A PLAYFUL JOKE BC THEY LOVE HIM BUT just a warning

“hoi, y/n. kung hihirapan ka kasi tigas olo si hajime, sabihin mo sa akin” - haji’s dad (hey, y/n. if you have a hard time because hajime is stubborn, tell me)

“why am i being attacked” - haji

“same to you hajime. i'll throw my tsinelas at y/n” - your mom (tsinelas- slippers)

“WH- WHY” - you

laughs from all of you guys

overall it was a great experience and really fun night for everyone. all of you are now well acquainted and your parents might hang out together sometimes bc they have SO MUCH CHISMIS and enjoy each other

“sige. we’ll be heading out!”

“ingat kayo!”

you kiss haji goodbye and YOUR PARENTS WILL KILIG: “eeeee!!!”

I HOPE YOU ENOYED THAT BB! i tried my best to research to make pamamanhikan accurate as possible but it may be vague.

I RELIED SO HARD ON TRANSLATION SITES FOR THIS PLS MAHIHIRAPAN KO SA TAGALOG BWISIT

if you have any more requests, leave some in my asks :)

aoba johsai masterlist

[darkshinsou]

Baking Fails with Sugawara Koushi, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Tendou Satori, Miya Osamu, and Ushijima Wakatoshi

Warnings: You are depicted as a housewife but other then that, none, pure fluff, full of love, will give you a cavity from how sweet it is

a/n: This is dedicated to @sugaslittleangel ( this is the recipe I based the melonpan on)

Sugawara Koushi:

Okay

This guy is literal sweetheart

You could have burned down the kitchen and all he would say is, "Well, I was thinking of remodelling anyways" <3

But any who

You wanted to make your lover cookies

Homemade cookies

So, you get all the ingredients and start making the dough

You didn't do the measurements correctly though, and the dough is kind of clumpy

Thinking that it won't matter, you roll the dough into little balls and set it on to the baking sheet

When the timer rings, you pull then out excitedly, only to pout

Why do they look so... Ugly?

You wait for the cookies to cool a bit before taking a bite of it and-

Oh my god, that is the worst cookie you haver ever tasted

You spit it out and decide that you'll add more oil and butter to the batter

That didn't turn out well

After trying a couple more times, you are close to tears in the middle of the kitchen floor

Only for Koushi to walk in on the mess you have created

And you crying on the floor

He crouches next to you and asks gently, "What's wrong, Sugar?"

You look at him and point at the mess

"I failed to bake you cookies" You sob

Hoe looks at the cookies and each pan looks different to the next

And what does this sweet little big shit do?

He eats them

A cookie from every. Single. Pan

And he eats them like they are the tastiest cookies he has ever had

After he finishes, he leans down and wipes the tears from your face

"Don't cry, Sugar. They are delicious. I love you"

He kisses you on the head and helps you stand up

"Now, let's clean this up"

Sakusa Kiyoomi:

You are an absolute sweetheart to him

And he loves it

You always make his bentos for lunch

You also make sure to add his beloved umeboshi and he's always greatful

So, when you are feeling extra ambitious, you decide to make melonpan

Which was probably not the smartest idea since you have never baked bread before

So, you start with the cookie dough, which is easy enough, and then the bread dough

Now this

This is when you done fucked up

But you didn't even realize it at the time

Music playing, you singing along, you didn't realise that you put too much flour

So, when you put the bread in and take it out, you stare in disappointment

The bread didn't rise

You figure that okay, fine, I'll just do it again

And you do

But this time, it was burnt

What's worse, you hear the door close and Omi calling your name

You freak and immediately go to stop Omi from coming into the kitchen

But you are too late

And Omi walks in on the disaster you made of the kitchen

He looks around, curious and somewhat annoyed

"What's... Going on, y/n?"

You look at him, then look away and mutter, "I was trying to make you melonpan, but it didn't go well..."

He sighs, "Y/n, you made a mess. Please clean it up"

You look at him and when you see the annoyed look on his face, you suddenly start crying

His eyes widen and automatically he's pulling you into an embrace, shh-ing you and apologizing

"I- I'm sorry, y/n. I didn't mean to upset you. It's just- practice was extra hard today. And Bokuto wouldn't shut the fuck up. Please, forgive me?"

"I'm sorry, too, Omi. Let me clean this up and get started on dinner. You go take your shower and relax, yeah?"

He let's go of you and shakes his head

"We'll clean this together, than you can prepare dinner"

You smile fondly at him and get to work

Tendou Satori:

Okay, so we all know that Tendou is a sweetheart

Especially you

So when you decide that you want to return the favor, you go out and buy ingredients for brownies

And get started immediately after kissing him goodbye

Tying the pink apron around your waist, you pour the ingredients into the mixing bowl

After you think it's mixed, you set them into the pan and stick then in the oven

When the timer goes off, you snatch the brownies out of the oven

After letting the brownies cool, you take a knife and go to take a piece to try it

But the brownie won't cut

You struggle to just get that little piece and when you do get it, it's hard as a rock

You don't know what you did to fuck it up this badly, but Tendou wasn't supposed to come home anytime, so you figure that as long as you clean up and hide the failure that you call brownies

Too bad Tendou got out early from work and decided to surprise you

Singing your name as he closes the door, he quickly rids himself of his shoes and starts looking for you

You, on the other hand, are freaking out

You don't want Tendou to know about your failed attempt at baking

But then he walks into the kitchen and grins while humming out

"Oh? Did you make me brownies, paradise? Well, don't mode if I do!"

He grabs the piece that you had cut out and finishes it like it was the most delicious thing he has ever had

You stared at him, confused

"Didn't that hurt to chew?"

Tendou shakes his head and goes to get another piece

"It's delicious, Y/N! Thank you for spending time and doing this"

You smile softly and hug him from behind

"I love you, Satori."

Miya Osamu:

Okay, albeit, you can't cook for shit

And you definitely can't bake

But you still wanted to make something for your lover

So you decide to make something easy

And that would be chocolate chip cookies

You mix the ingredients in the boil and brush it off when the dough looks a little liquidy

Not a word but whatever-

After setting them in the oven and setting the timer, you clean up the mess you left

When the timer goes off, you hop to it, fetching them out of the oven and setting them down

And-

Why do they looking so... Disgusting??

You wait for the cookies to cool down a bit before tasting one

And it tasted fine, if not a little bit off

But... They were so ugly

You sigh sadly and almost jump out of your skin when you hear someone ask

"Why the sigh, Y/N?"

You turn around, for getting about the cookies and grin

"'Samu!! What are you doing home so early?"

He smiles at you and walks the rest of the way to you, placing a kiss on your head while explaining the reason

"I closed the shop early today. Why does it smell so good in here?"

You frown when remembering the cookies and tell him

"I tried making you cookies, but they didn't turn out like I thought they would..."

He hums in acknowledgement and grabs a cookie from the sheet, biting into it and smiling

"They taste delicious, Y/N. Thank you"

You look up at him and silently thank the Lord for giving you such a lovely husband

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

You both can't bake for crap

Like, you've tried and tried

But they wither come out burnt or disgusting

But you decided that you would try one more time

So you start to make the batter for cake

Angel cake, to be exact

But the one thing you forgot about is that the center piece can be removed

So, after pouring the batter into the pan, you grab it by the top

And the batter goes everywhere

You watch in utter horror as the batter forms a puddle

You quickly go to grab a towel to and bowl

Scooping the batter into the bowl, you hear the door open

And now you are now full on panicking and ready to cry

Ushijima, on the other hand, is calling out your name and were you are

He searches the living room and bedroom before figuring out that you are in the kitchen

And that's were he finds you, scooping up batter while tears fall from your eyes

"I'm I'm really sorry, Toshi." You hiccuped and he stares in shock before kneeling down to stop you

"Go get cleaned up, sweetheart. Let me do this, okay?"

You nod your head and head towards the bathroom as he cleans up the mess

You change into shorts and his sweatshirt, wanting nothing more than to snuggle into his arms

He walks out when he's finished cleaning and finds you curled on the couch

"Sweetheart, I'm going to take a shower real quickly and than we can get takeout, watch some movies, okay?"

You nod and apologize one more time

"It's okay, honey. Just relaxed. I'll be out soon."

2 hours later and you guys are cuddling on the couch with your head on his chest

He was stroking your hair as you slept and he couldn't have asked for a better wife

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SVT trying to survive without Mingyu - Day #1

S.Coups: Alright, guys! Come down and help me with dinner!

Dino: But, hyung, Mingyu isn't here! How do you expect us to make it without him?

S.Coups: We can try, Dino. We can try. *reading recipe* Now, it says to put 2 cups of flour.

Hoshi: *fills two plastic cups with flowers*

S.Coups: HOSHI WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

Hoshi: You said 'two cups of flowers', hyung.

S.Coups: FLOUR. I said two cups of FLOUR.

Hoshi: Oh. Well at least it will look pretty, right?

S.Coups:

S.Coups: Whatever, let's just carry on. Next, we have to add one cup of of sugar into the mix.

DK: But, hyung, why would we put Yoongi in the mix?

S.Coups: Why the HELL would I mean the rapper SUGA?! I mean SUGAR, as in the ingredient.

DK: Ohhhhhh. Y'know, that makes a lot more sense. *adds sugar*

S.Coups: Good. Woozi, can you get the butter, please?

Woozi: *turning to The8* The8, can you get the butter, please?

The8: *turning to Jun* Jun, can you get the butter, please?

Jun: *turning to no one* Hey, can you get the--damn it.

Jun: *ends up being the one to get the butter*

S.Coups: Okay, I need two people for this next bit: one to put in the vanilla extract and the other to put in the milk.

Seungkwan & Joshua: We'll do it! *both go into the fridge to get the items*

S.Coups: WAIT WAIT WAIT!!

Joshua: What's wrong?

S.Coups: You're putting in the wrong amount! We need a teaspoon of the vanilla extract and a tablespoon of the milk.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan: What's the difference?

S.Coups: Ah, these kids--never mind, I'll do it. Give me the spoons.

Seungkwan: No, hyung, we want to help!

S.Coups: BOO SEUNGKWAN, GIVE ME THE BLESSED SPOONS.

Seungkwan *immediately gives him the spoons*

S.Coups: *adds in the vanilla and milk*

S.Coups: Alright, we're doing good so far. Next is the eggs. We need two of those.

Vernon: Don't worry, hyung, I got it! *goes into the fridge and gets two eggs*

Jeonghan: *walks into the kitchen* What's all this commotion about? You guys woke me up from my nap--

*Vernon bumps into Jeonghan, causing the eggs to fall onto the floor and the two to slip on them as a result*

S.Coups: *popping a vein* FOR GOD'S SAKES, WE'RE JUST TRYING TO MAKE SOME GODDAMN CUPCAKES! HOW HARD DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT, HONESTLY!?

Wonwoo: Hyung, do you, maybe, wanna calm down?

S.Coups: *glares at Wonwoo* NO, I DO NOT WANT TO CALM DOWN! I AM TRYING TO MAKE A NICE DINNER FOR YOU ANNOYING KIDS AND YOU'RE MAKING IT SO DIFFICULT FOR ME!!

Wonwoo: But, cupcakes aren't technically a dinner--

S.Coups: DOES IT LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FLYING 4MINUTE ABOUT WHAT UNIVERSALLY QUALIFIES AS A DINNER AND WHAT DOESN'T?

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo: no sir.

S.Coups: EXACTLY. NOW. *crazed smile* We are going to make these cupcakes. We are going to make them the best goddamn cupcakes the world have ever tasted, and we are going to make it so Mingyu knows that we can survive just as well on our own and that we are not dependent on him!

Dino: *whispering to Vernon* Can we tell Mingyu hyung to cancel his filming and come back ASAP? I fear that Coups hyung is going mad.

Vernon: *whispering to Dino* Going mad? Please. He lost it a long time ago.

S.Coups: *turning to the two maknaes* WHAT ARE YOU TWATS TALKING ABOUT?!

Vernon & Dino: Nothing, hyung! Nothing at all!

S.Coups: Good. Now, you'll be pleased to know that I've decided to continue with this on my own. The rest of you, get out.

SVT: *doesn't move*

S.Coups: If none of you move, I will tell ouR PD TO CUT ALL OF YOUR PAYCHECKS.

Dino: But ... but we don't get paid!

S.Coups: GEEEEEET OUUUUUTTTTT

SVT: *hurry out of the kitchen*

*Later*

Joshua: Does anyone know why S.Coups was ... to put it nicely, PMS-ing like crazy today?

Jun: Really? THAT'S putting it nicely?

Joshua: I didn't know how else to summarise it!

Jeonghan: I don't know. He may be freaking out over our first world tour. Or it could just simply be the fact that he's going through man-opause.

Vernon:

Vernon: Did he just say "MAN-opause"?

S.Coups: *waltzing into the practice room* HELLO, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!

Hoshi: Hey, hyung, can you not scream in our faces again?

S.Coups: *pinching Hoshi's cheeks* Of course I won't, you beautiful little hamster!

SVT:

Hoshi:

Hoshi: im scared.

Woozi: Okay, something's wrong here. About 30 minutes ago, you were screaming at us for so much as breathing but now you're all hunky-dory like nothing ever happened?

DK: Dude. Who still says "hunky-dory"?

S.Coups: You needn't worry anymore! I've managed to sort out the cupcakes and they should be cooking up a storm right now!

Jun: Really? I mean, you didn't break a bowl or anything?

S.Coups: Nope! Everything's all fine and dandy!

The8: Wow. I'm impressed - we actually managed to cook successfully something without Mingyu basically taking over the entire thing.

S.Coups: I know! Well, you guys didn't really do anything but, y'know, it's the thought that counts.

Seungkwan: Hey, guys. I don't know if it's just my smoking hot good looks, but I smell burning.

DK: Seungkwan, you're probably just-- *sniffs the air* Actually, he's right, I smell it too.

Jeonghan: S.Coups ... how long did you put the cupcakes in for?

S.Coups: 10 minutes, why?

Jeonghan: ... How high did you put the temperature?

S.Coups: ... 230 degrees.

Seungkwan: WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY?! THAT'S ABOUT THE HIGHEST AN OVEN CAN GET!

S.Coups: I'm sorry! I wanted the cupcakes to cook quickly so we could eat!

The8: Okay, but what sounds better to you? Eating or diEING IN A FIRE?!!

S.Coups: Guys! C'mon, you're overreacting! It's probably not even that big of a deal.

Wonwoo: Yeah? Well tell that to the giant, orange flame making its way to our practice room right about now!

S.Coups: WHAT? *turns and sees the flame* WELL DON'T JUST SIT THERE GAWKING AT ME! RUN!

*the other members scream as they get up and run out of the room, right is the fire takes it over*

*The members are looking at the fire that's currently engulfing what used to be their dorm*

S.Coups:

S.Coups: You know ...

S.Coups: ... we should probably just order take out for the rest of the week.

SVT: Agreed.

S.Coups: *talking on the phone* Hey, Aron? Yeah, it's S.Coups. Yeah, um, have you guys got a few beds to spare? ... Oh, I don't know ... 12 possibly?