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skippingstonez · 1 month ago

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Hi!! May I request a Wild/Tears x reader oneshot? This one has some backstory to it!

Two years ago, I read a fic where Wild and the reader secretly got married before the calamity, since they were scared of losing eachother. Instead of using their rings on the finger, they put it in a necklace and kept it hidden beneath their normal clothing.

With Zelda living with Link in TOTK, how long would they manage to hide their relationship from Zelda? I'd love to see how you would manage this out!

Thanks!

I am SO sorry this took so long! But here it is and I hope you enjoy! (Also the ending is a tiny bit rushed but I just really wanted to get this out!)

Away from Royal Eyes

(BoTW Link x reader) Notes: I made it so they aren't married but they are obviously together <3

It had been well over a week since you had last seen him, wrapped up in his arms as tears fell onto his blue Champion tunic. Kissing him goodbye before watching from the village steps as he walked away towards what could only be a new beginning or tragic end. Days of mindlessly going about your day, trying to not think about the horrid things that he could be facing at any given moment. But you had faith in him to keep his promise, that he would come back to you after it had all been put to rest.

So you waited patiently, keeping an ever watchful eye on the path leading up to the village as you went about your life.

And one day, he finally came.

You had raced to the front of your village from your home the moment you had clocked the familiar shade of blue. Tears filling your eyes the moment he fully broke through the tree line.

He was alive! It unfortunately looked like you couldn’t say he was unharmed, but he was alive and more importantly he was here!

But then you noticed his horse and the girl sat upon its back.

Link was home

But so was she.

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“Thank you! Come again!”

As the last customers of your midday rush leave, you release the pent up air in your lungs, stretching out the ache in your back from standing in the same spot for the past few hours. The shop, and Hateno village in general, had been busier as of late which was great for business but not so much for your feet. But, it paid the bills and there had yet to be any disgruntled customers today so it was a win in your book.

The small bell over the door rang and you slapped on your most welcoming smile. “Welcome! Take a- Oh! Good morning you two!”

You watched as Zelda strolled cheerfully into the shop, waving hello before beelining it towards some of your more rare merchandise. Link lingered by the door, looking over the closest basket with a slightly bored expression until his eyes flicked over to you. You smiled softly, averting your gaze when you felt heat rush to your cheeks, missing the way he smiled back.

Attempting to make yourself look busy you grabbed one of the small baskets nearby, offering it to Zelda who already had a small handful of things cradled in her arms. “What brings you two in today?”

She carefully placed the items in the bag, turning back to the newly acquired tomatoes you had gotten in just a day ago. “Just needed a few things for the room we’re building. I told you about it the other day, remember?”

“The one in the well?”

Zelda nodded, tossing in a few building supplies into the bag along with some other seemingly random ingredients. “That's the one! We’ve officially carved out all the necessary space and now we just need to build the deck! Plus, Link has been talking about this new recipe he's been wanting to try so we figured today was a good day to test it out! You don't happen to have any spicy peppers do you?”

“I should still have a few in the back. Let me go and look!

You walked away, brushing Link's shoulder with a whispered ‘excuse me’ as you passed. His eyes trailing after you as you disappeared into the small storage room behind the counter.

Once completely out of sight, you had to take a moment to breathe, leaning your back against the wall as you tried to calm down. You would never get used to the rush that came every time you saw him. The longing looks, short touches in passing, and whispered words all adding to the thrill of secrecy that was your relationship with the hero.

Still, no amount of thrill could keep the longing at bay. Wishing you could stroll up to him at any moment to simply place your hand in his. Be the one by his side to run mundane errands or enjoy a meal together. To go back to the way things used to be before everyone began putting all this pressure on him to resume his role as Zelda’s personal knight.

It wasn't that Link opposed the idea outright. He wanted to help, and to be there for Zelda as they tried to regain what had been lost all those years ago. To reshape the kingdom into something that would thrive for centuries to come. It was admirable work and after all that he went through it made sense that he wanted to continue to protect what he fought so hard for.

But he wasn't the stoic knight he had to be back then. He was adventurous, and playful. Had found his voice that for so long he thought was lost. It didn't feel right to go back to the way things used to be. Not entirely, not when he loved the way things were now. Coming and going as he pleased, actually having a say in things that mattered and most importantly to him, staying by your side.

But Impa had been…insistent.

She would go on for hours about how it was Link’s duty to stay by Zelda's side no matter what. And it didn't help when Robbie and Purah began to push the issue as well, though they were more open to changes in said role than Impa was. Each time, he explained exactly why he was so hesitant. And one time he finally admitted that it wasn't about them, or Hyrule, or even Zelda. He just didn't want to leave you.

He didn't speak for nearly 3 days after that argument. And thus the two of you took what you could and kept it all a secret. To keep the peace and Links sanity, leaving Impa to believe things had ended while no one else knew things had ever started to begin with.

You sighed, pushing off the wall to grab the last of the peppers to bring back out, holding them in your arms as you re-enter the room. “Here we are!” You said, making sure to keep your voice light and cheerful. “You're in luck too, it seems I’ll need to get some more soon.”

“Wonderful!” Zelda bounded over to the small counter with her basket full of other goods. Link coming up beside her as you check them out.

“So what is this new recipe of yours?” You asked, trying not to think too hard about the way Link was quietly watching you work, snapping up when he realized your question was directed at him.

“Oh uhh, it's a soup.”

“Well I hope it turns out! Though you've always been a great cook Link, so I'm sure you don't really need it.” You said looking over to Link who was now rubbing at his neck sheepishly.

“You should come! Link always makes plenty and then I could show you the room we've been working on!”

“Oh n-no I couldn't impose like that!”

“Nonsense!” Zelda shouted, grabbing your hands. “I insist! Please?”

You looked at her, glancing over to Link who looked slightly panicked before giving Zelda a hesitant smile. “I..I guess I could stop by for a bi-”

“Perfect!” She shouted, scooping up the bag and heading towards the door. “Well see you tonight!” Grabbing onto Link's wrist she darted out the door. Link looked back at you for only a moment, almost apologetically, before he was yanked out of sight.

Dumbfounded, you stood there for a moment, wrapping your head around what you had just agreed to. It was hard enough to keep your calm during short interactions like this! And now you were going to have to be with them, with her for probably a few hours trying to keep up the facade?

Oh you were in so much trouble.

You paced behind the counter, chewing on your lip as you tried to convince yourself it would be fine.

Your door bursts open, bell barely ringing to alert you iof someone's presence before someone is grabbing your wrist. Your initial reaction is to pull away, to shove the intruder off of you and start screaming. But the blur of long, dirty blonde hair that drags you into the storage room only has other plans.

You were barely through the door before your back hits the shelves, a mouth crushed onto yours while hands held you in place by your waist. Melting into the heated kiss, you grab the front of his tunic, sliding your hands up and over his shoulders till they wrap around his neck.

“I didn't get a chance to tell you how beautiful you look today” he whispered into your mouth. Kissing the corner of your mouth as his lips trailed off to your jaw. Nipping at your skin softly when you tilted your head back. His hands sliding down to your hips, rubbing slowly circles with his thumb.

“Yeah?”

He draws away, cupping your cheek as he gazes softly into your eyes. “I love you.”

Your smile doesn't quite reach your eyes as you reply quietly. “I love you too.” And kiss his lips again.

“Are you really coming over tonight?”

“I don't think I have much of a choice at this point.” And you weren't wrong. You had a feeling if you didn't show up that Zelda would personally come drag you over there.

“Are you sure? Not that I'm not thrilled to get to see you more but I can think of an excuse if you aren't comfortable-”

“It’ll be okay Link,” Though it's more of a reassurance for yourself at this point. “If she hasn't suspected something by now I'm sure one night won't change that.”

“Well, in that case I guess I’ll see you tonight!” He smirked, leaning in for one more kiss which you were more than happy to supply.

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You stood on the wooden bridge that separated the old house from the rest of your quaint village. Hands fidgeting with your skirt as you tried to steady your breathing.

It was going to be fine. There really wasn't any reason to be as nervous as you were, yet you might as well have been tossed into a monster camp with how rapidly your heart was beating. You would just have to keep cool and not focus all of your attention on Link. You could do that. You and Zelda were good enough friends to hold your own conversations though there was still some awkwardness from your side. Probably cause you were secretly dating the man she was currently living with but hey- details.

You took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before slowly exhaling it into the night air. You approached confidently, giving a few knocks onto the door before you could think too much about it.

Not surprised to see Zelda standing in the doorway, you offered her a warm smile as she greeted you and ushered you inside. You could see the small table already set with a few plates and utensils. A lovely bouquet of swift violets displayed in the middle of it all. Your heart swelled at the sight of your favorite flower.

“Aren’t they lovely?” Zelda chimed, noticing your lingering gaze towards the purple flowers.

“Quite” You replied softly. You looked in the direction of their small kitchen where Link was currently focusing all his attention on the pot in front of him. His hair tied up, hands flitting about between the pot and a few ingredients still on the counter. The corner of his mouth lifting at the mention of the flowers. “Though I didn’t think these grew around here?”

“You would be correct! They mostly grow in the southwest regions of Hyrule near the gerudo highlands! Though you can find them up north a bit as well! I think that's where Link said he got them earlier, right Link?”

His head finally turned in your direction, blue eyes slowly trailing over you as he nodded absentmindedly.

“You got these today?” You asked, a small blush creeping onto your face as he smiled.

“Was in the right area this afternoon and figured why not. Though I'll admit I'm rather partial to these.” A quick wink and he was back to cooking while you could have melted straight into that pot of his.

“Is that so? Well Zelda is right, they are lovely and I wish they grew more around here.” You explained, sitting down at the table. “What brought you out that way?”

Zelda sat in the chair across from you. “Visiting a friend of ours in Goron City. He is starting an official mining company and I asked Link if he would go check to see how it was coming along! Which reminds me, how is it coming?” She asked, turning her attention to Link who was pouring a few drinks.

“Fine, still mostly in planning. Yunobo said something about finding a spot for ‘HQ’ and then will go from there.” He brought the two glasses over, placing one down on the table for Zelda while handing the other to you directly. You take it graciously, fingers skimming over his for a second longer than necessary before pulling away. Link scurried off back towards the kitchen while Zelda gives you a full debrief about the prospect of what this new found Goron company could provide for Hyrule. And even if you didn't fully understand half of what she was explaining, it was still fascinating.

DInner was ready soon enough, with Link bringing over a few bowls of soup and bits of bread before taking the seat beside you. Just as you expected, the soup was delicious. The flavors complement each other well with the peppers adding just a bit of a kick at the end. You would definitely be leaving with the recipe.

Conversation continued to flow as well though the you were much more distracted with Link by your side. His foot had found yours, nudging it playfully while you chatted. His hand occasionally slipping beneath the table to rub at your thigh before pulling away. You returned the secret affection by pressing your knee against his, sporadically hooking your foot over his that would make him fumble over his words subtly as his cheeks flushed a soft pink.

“Well I definitely think that one is a keeper Link,” Zelda said as she stood, gathering the dishes and depositing them into the sink. “(Y/n) Would you like to go see our project now?”

You nodded, following Zelda out the door towards the well behind the house. The now night air nipped your face, it's warm late summer breeze blowing at your hair as the grass rustled around your feet.

Link was the first one to climb down. Mumbling something about Zelda having fallen once. Her response was to just warn you that it could get slippery but assure you it was perfectly safe. So you threw your leg over onto the first plant of the wooden ladder, climbing down further inside of the well. It was dark, and you understood why they warned you about it being slippery cause the walls were damp and coated in slick rocks and moss as it opened up into the bigger space of their made cave. Link waited for you at the bottom of the ladder, his hands finding your waist as he helped you step off and onto the uneven ground beneath.

You shuffled a few steps away from the ladder, giving enough room for Zelda to stand beside you with the small torch in her hand. Link's hand stayed on your back, his thumb pressing a soft circle where it touched that sent tingles across your skin like the small ripples in the shallow pool of water in front of you.

“Wow” you gasped, looking around. “It's beautiful down here. I can see now why you were so excited for this Zel!”

“I'm so glad you agree! Now that the space is big enough the plan is to build a deck from here out to the…”

“You're beautiful” Link whispered so quietly it was barely audible. You spared him a glance, his eyes holding yours with an almost sad expression before dropping to the ground.

Zelda went on and on about the future plans she holds for the small space the three of you were now standing in. Dramatically throwing her hands around as if she could draw lines in the air to showcase her ideas. You half-heartedly paid attention, heart racing at every small touch from the man beside you.

You knew you would have to leave soon. There was no way you could keep it together for much longer if he kept looking at you the way he was. But the thought saddened you. You didn't want to leave. Not really. You wanted to stay and snuggle up beside him as you fell asleep. To feel his arms wrapped around you and know that in that moment nothing could hurt you.

It felt selfish but damn you really wanted to be selfish for just a few minutes. Just this once.

“It's getting late,” you finally interrupted. “I should probably head back home now but you'll have to let me come see it once it's all finished!”

Zelda went up the ladder first, leaving you and Link alone for a moment. His hand pressed more deliberately against your back, rubbing your spine soothingly.

“You okay?”

You just nod, eyes on the ladder ahead of you.

“Love what's wrong?”

“I miss you..” you whisper, grabbing onto the ladder to start climbing up. An arm snakes around you, a sturdy chest pressed against your back as your eyes start to feel as wet as your surroundings.

“(Y/n)...”

“We should head up,” You say, cutting him off. “Wouldn't want people getting the wrong idea.”

It was a low thing to say, and you regretted it the moment Link stepped away from you and you started climbing back up. Holding back the few tears that threatened to make their appearance as you hauled yourself up and back onto the soft grassy field.

“Thank you for having me over Zelda, it was a lovely time.” The words feel forced and you can only hope it doesn't sound that way as she gives you a hug.

“Can I walk you home?” Link asks, having followed you up. Part of you wants to insist you're fine, not wanting to draw out the inevitable goodbye. But his eyes are pleading with yours that you couldn't say no to no matter how much you wanted to.

He doesn't touch you until his house disappears from view. A finger hooking with yours until eventually your whole hand is in his, swinging softly to the pace of your steps. Neither of you speak until you turn down the small path that leads to your small home.

Link comes to a stop a few feet from your front door, eyes trained on the ground.

“I'm sorry,” he whispers, dropping your hand. “You deserve more than this from me.”

“Link-”

“Dont!” He snaps, “I hate this! I hate leaving you and knowing that it's hurting you as much as it hurts me! That I never really know when I'll be able to see you again or that I'm too big of a coward to stand up to some old hag..”

“You are not a coward!” You shouted, grabbing both his hands in yours. “Link you are the farthest thing from that. It's an impossible situation. I knew that going into this and I'll take it if it means I get to keep you close to me! I'm sorry I shouldn't have-”

“No, I'm sorry.” He pulls you to his chest. Arms wrapping around your shoulders, cradling your head to keep you close as his face hides in the top of your head. “I shouldn't have let this happen. I should have stood my ground, I'm so sorry.”

His hold on you was crushing, not that it bothered you. Your face squished to his shoulder, letting you breathe in his scent as you clung back to him. Neither of you moving away from the other as he continues to ramble off apologies. Brushing off any of your attempts to soothe him until he finally falls silent. Dropping his forehead onto your shoulder for a moment before pulling back.

You grabbed his face, smoothing his cheeks playfully that pulled a short huffed laugh from your sweet hero.

“I love you, and I wouldn't trade our time together for anything.” A short peck on the lips before stepping away. “You should go.”

He sighed, pulling you in for one more kiss goodnight. Whispering his love for you that nearly made you pull him inside and never let him leave again. Instead you watch him walk away again, waving goodnight as he glanced back at you over his shoulder one last time.

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You rubbed at your temples, tidying up around your shop in a rushed haze. It has been a rough morning and if the pounding in your head was any sign, it likely wouldn't be getting any better.

The door crashed open, banging against the wall that made you shoot a glare in their direction.

“(Y/n)!”

Link ran towards you with a large smile on his face, scooping you up in his arms as he spun you around. Giggling in surprise, you cling to him tightly until your feet are firmly back on the ground. Link is still holding you, his eyes wide with an excitement you haven't seen since his discovery of bomb flowers. He was dressed in a red tunic, the slate at his hip while a sword and shield was strapped to his back.

“Close up shop! I'm headed out and you are gonna come with me!” He said excitedly, pulling you towards the door.

“Seriously!? Okay wait, Link wait I gotta close!” You laughed, quickly pulling away to dash off and put a few things away.

“Hurry up!” He whined impatiently by the door. Practically bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for you to close up your shop.

The moment the lock clicked into place he grabbed your hand, pulling you with him as he ran down the path through Hateno village. Kids running along beside the two of you while adults stared curiously as you race beneath the village arch and into the woods just beyond.

The next few hours are spent running around copious woods and large grassy fields, scavenging interesting herbs and mushrooms. Steering clear of any known monster camps, but the few bokoblins you do inevitably run into are quickly dispatched of by your partner. Each time earning him a kiss or a few as thanks.

Soon you are making your way back home. Fingers intertwined with his in a leisure stroll. It's the happiest you've felt in a long time, wishing every day could feel just like this.

“I have one more stop I gotta make,” he whispers into your ear, tugging you up towards the hill instead of the path to your house. “Follow me!”

You do, trying to match his quickened pace. Laughing at his renewed enthusiasm. “Where are we going?”

“The pond!”

Sure enough, the two of you were coming up on the large pond where a small raft was waiting at the short wooden dock. Link let go of your hand, carefully stepping halfway onto it to keep it steady as he offered his hand out to you.

“My lady,” he said with a teasing ring to his voice as he bowed slightly. “Care to join me?”

You chuckled, accepting his hand with your nose now high in the air. “Of course My Hero.” You say in a similar manner that makes his face turn pink.

He helps you step on, letting you sit against its single mast before he fully gets on. Un-tying it from the dock, it starts to drift away to the middle of the lake where a singular tree stands alone on a tiny speck of land. It takes a few minutes to reach, letting you admire your surroundings. Fingers dipping into the warm water to flick a few drops over at Link who is trying to steer your little raft. He laughs it off, jumping off to pull the raft onto the grass as he helps you step off.

“Is there something you need here?” You ask, seeing nothing noteworthy about the small area. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you in close.

“Right here.”

He scoops you up into his arms, plopping down onto the ground with his back against the tree's trunk. You're sat on his lap, leaning your head on his shoulder as he kisses your forehead. You tilt your face up to his, letting him capture your lips in a gentle kiss that quickly leads to you straddling his hips while his tongue explores your mouth. Hands are gripped tightly to your hips, guiding them to move against him as you both moan and gasp for breath.

All sense of time is lost. The only thing you know is his touch. Hands sliding up beneath your skirt to grab at your thighs as you tug the long strands of his hair.

“Should we take this back to my place?” You say between moans. “We could-”

“(Y/N)!?!”

It was like the world came to a fault, tipping over the edge before shattering into pieces around you. Your head whipped around to see Zelda standing on the shore close by, her eyes wide and widening even further when she caught a glimpse of the man underneath you.

“Link!? What the hell is going on!?”

The two of you scrambled to your feet, Link immediately pushing you behind him as he waded through water towards her. “Zelda! It's..it's a long story but I promise we can explain!”

You followed after him, both of your lower halves sopping wet by the time you reached her. Her expression was hard to read. Obviously shocked but beyond that you couldn't tell if the look in her eyes was out of sadness or anger.

“How long has this been a thing?” She asked, her voice stern but a bit more calmer.

Link glanced back at you, taking your hand in his with a steadying breath.

“A while.” He admitted. “We've been together since before we took down the calamity.”

“Wait really? So all this time you've been hiding it? Why?”

“We just wanted to figure things out,” you said, stepping a bit closer. But Link scoffed which took Zelda by surprise.

“Impa.” He said bluntly. “We didn't say anything because Impa didn't approve. I'm sorry we should have told you. We..I just got scared that you would agree with her.”

Zelda's expression softened, reaching out to grab Link's other hand.

“Link, you have always been there for me. You have sacrificed so much for all of us. Do you love her?”

He nods his head, face turning red.

“Then forget what anyone else says! I'm happy for you guys and if anyone says otherwise then I'll be happy to chat with them!”

Link threw his arms around her in a tight hug. “Thanks Zelda. I'm sorry we lied to you.”

She patted his back sympathetically. “It hurts but I get it. Honestly though I'm a bit relieved. It saves me the trouble of trying to get the two of you together!”

Link stepped back and you hooked your arm with his. “What?”

“Oh yeah! Why did you think I invited you to dinner the other night? You two are clearly into each other and now I guess I know why!”

You and Link shared a look before bursting out into laughter. Zelda grabbed each of your hands, pulling you in the direction of the village.

“Now come on! I wanna hear the whole story!”

#link x reader #botw link x reader #skippy.writes #unapologetically making Impa the villian

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texas-gothic · 1 year ago

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Dracula Daily Prep: Gather Your Paprikash!

It's that time of year again. Even as we speak, Jonathan Harker has departed for Transylvania, and the unhallowed halls of Castle Dracula. And as he makes his way towards that foreboding country, he will encounter a singular, most enticing of dishes: Paprika Hendl, or as we might know it better, Chicken Paprikash!

This traditional Central European dish explodes in popularity each May as we all gather around our virtual mess hall to enjoy the spirit of this most influential of gothic novels. Perhaps you yourself are considering throwing together a pot this year? Well, if you are, let this be your guide.

So, first, let's discuss the most important of the ingredients here: authentic hungarian paprika. Now, the recipe I first used last year called only for Sweet Paprika, but I personally found that version to be a little bland. I'm remedying this by adding some Hot Paprika as well. However, this is just my personal experimentation. Hungarian Hot Paprika can in fact be very hot, so if you're not comfortable with anything too spicy, feel free to opt only for the Sweet Paprika.

(Both of these I had to order online.)

Next, is another very important addition. As youre gathering your basic cornerstones of cooking (namely yellow onion, roma tomato, and garlic for this recipe) you may find yourself passing up on something that could vastly improve your dish. I'm talking, of course, about Hungarian Wax Peppers. These peppers range in heat, from meak and mild to slightly hotter than you'd average jalapeño. As per instruction, you should only use one. But on my end, I found the single pepper to be a little underwhelming, and I had trouble picking out it's flavor. So, this year, I'll be using two of them.

I got these from Central Market, an upmarket gorcer on Westheimer. They're a cousin of HEB, and you can find one or two in every major city in Texas. If you're elsewhere, try an alternative like Whole Foods, or try to find a European or International food market in your area.

Next, let's talk chicken. You can't have Chicken Paprkiash without the chicken, after all.

You're going to want to go with dark meat cuts for this. Traditionally the dish would use a mix of legs and thighs. Personally, I suggest using only the thighs, which you'll want to get bone-in and skin-on. The thigh provides a flater surface for browning than the leg, as well as more meat.

(A note on food safety, raw chicken will usually only last 2-3 days in the fridge. So you'll want to grab that fairly close to the day you're actually cooking this. If not, you can do what I'll be doing, and sticking it in the freezer until about 24 hours before I start cooking.)

So, as you gather your meat, produce, and spice you're probably asking yourself, "what on Earth am I going to be eating this with?" And the answer to that is spaetzle! A popular dumpling present in lots of Central European cooking, this is exactly what you need to tie this all together.

Now, while you should be able to find some in the international isle of most major grocers, you might also have to visit an international food store, or perhaps something more upmarket. If none of these options work, then there are a variety of other side dishes that work just as well. Egg noodles are a very popular choice, and in my very American attempt last year, I found that mashed potatoes work especially well.

Now that you've got all these things together, you're very nearly done. All that's left is the thickener. Paprikash is thickened using a blend of flour, heavy whipping cream, and sour cream. We'll get onto preparing this mixture in my post on actually cooking the paprikash, but until then, acquiring them should be a cake walk at any place food items are sold.

Now that will conclude the actual grocery list for just the Paprikash itself, but I do have one more pointer on how to really liven up this meal. Now, if you're under 21 or if perhaps you take after our dear, depraved, beloathed Count

Then you can skip this next bit. As a wine professional myself, I find that a well paired glass can add a tremendous flare to nearly any already great dinner. In the case of something like Chicken Paprkiash, and keeping with the Central European theme, I could hardly think of a better match than a good German Pinot Noir, also known as a Spatburgunder. Pinot from Germany typically has a very light body and a refreshing acidity that plays very well with the rich and creamy sauce of Chicken Paprikash. The palate of earth and red fruit should always pair nicely with the smoke of the paprika, as well as being a general good partner for any chicken. I myself am going with this 2020 Rheingau from August Kesseler.

And with that, we are done! Hit those checkout isles and make sure to get home before dark. Terrible things have sway over the world once the sun has gone down. So if the crowd does keep you locked up until nightfall, make sure to graciously accept any crucifixes given to you by kindly, elderly grandmothers and inn keepers. But whatever you do, make sure to pop in on Friday, when I'll be sharing a step by step guide on taking these ingredients and turning them into a dinner that will make our good friend Jonathan go red as a fire truck!

Happy Dracula Week everybody!

#dracula daily #re: dracula #bram stoker #chicken paprikash #paprika hendl

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creampuffqueen · 3 months ago

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Avatar Yangchen's Favorite Foods

My winter break boredom combined with my chronic writing procrastination have combined to form Yangchen Thoughts at never before seen levels.

AKA, I was doing a bit of research into potential Air Nomad cuisine and suddenly found myself needing to know what Yangchen's favorite foods would be. So here we are.

Most of the foods listed will be primarily of Tibetan origin, considering that is the main cultural inspiration for the Air Nomads. However, because Yangchen spent a large portion of her life in different Earth Kingdom cities, there will be some dishes taken from other cultures as well. I will be providing links to as many recipes as possible! (Note: some of the recipes themselves are not vegetarian, but could easily be modified so to fit with the Air Nomads' vegetarian lifestyles).

Now, when it comes to food, Avatar Yangchen strikes me as someone who prioritizes function over flavor. Obviously she prefers her food to taste good, but she's more concerned with what said food can do for her, convenience-wise. She prefers foods that can be eaten on the go, snacked on while working, or downed relatively quickly. As well, she wants her food to be on the filling side, which lessens the amount of time she has to spend eating. She's quite pragmatic about her food. (Is this a good thing? I suppose that's up to you to decide). Finally, her cooking skills are pretty minimal, so most of her favorite dishes are quite simple to make.

Most of this post will be under a cut because, as per usual, I can never make anything short :)

Butter Tea

This is a very traditional Tibetan drink, and it's one that Yangchen would have grown up drinking. It's actually mentioned in The Dawn of Yangchen! It's a drink she would find very comforting, as well as filling due to it being nearly half butter.

Breakfasts

Tomato Egg Soup

It's quite literally what it sounds like. This is a breakfast dish, probably very common in the Earth Kingdom and/or Fire Nation. It's simple to make, but hearty and warm.

Shom-Dae - Rice Pudding

This is a rice pudding made with yogurt. It can be eaten with fruit as a filling breakfast, or sweetened to be made into a dessert. Yangchen doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, so she prefers this for her breakfast.

Snacks

Bhobi

This is basically a Tibetan burrito. A soft, thin flatbread wrapped around various fillings. Typically these can have anywhere from 3-5 different fillings, consisting of things such as stir-fried vegetables, noodles, eggs, you name it. Yangchen would absolutely be a fan of the versitility, and would likely make these to use up leftovers for a tasty snack.

Shogo Khatsa - Spicy Potatoes

As the name implies, this dish is made up of spicy potatoes. I think Yangchen would actually be a huge fan of spice, and as such would totally love these. She would probably also dip them in Sepen, which is a Tibetan tomato-based chili sauce.

Various Street Foods

Yangchen would love trying local street foods at all the places she visits, but she has a few favorites. Fried tofu, spring rolls, and spicy cucumbers. They're all very easy on the go snacks.

Onion Tingmo

This snack is definitely more of a comfort food. These are a type of steamed bun with green onions folded in, and I think these would be Yangchen’s guilty pleasure; the kind of food she could eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Meals

Tenchung - Lentil Soup

The Air Nomads would certainly be fans of lentils, considering their high protein and iron content. This is another very simple soup, but would be very comforting and nostalgic for Yangchen - as well as quite filling.

Mokthuk - Momo Soup

Momos are Tibetan dumplings, which Yangchen would enjoy eating on their own, but when added to a hearty soup the dish is called Mokthuk. As you're probably starting to figure out, I think Yangchen is a pretty big soup fan. Just like in the attached video, Yangchen would load her soup up with chili oil for added spice.

Pishi - Tibetan Dumpling Soup (also known as "Lemur-Face Soup")

This soup is extremely similar to Mokthuk, but the dumplings are made in a different way and more resemble wontons. This dish is often colloquially referred to as "Lemur-Face Soup" by Air Nomad children, as the folded dumplings resemble the faces of flying lemurs. Because the dumplings for this soup require a bit of extra effort, it would have been a rare treat growing up. Yangchen loves it both for the flavor and the fond memories it brings.

Desserts

Tenshi-Bhakthuk

This is a fried pastry covered in a sugar syrup that is typically served at New Year's celebrations. They are small, crunchy little snacks that Yangchen would love eating each year at the celebration.

Bulug

The best way I can describe this is that it's a Tibetan funnel cake. This is also served at New Year's celebrations. When Yangchen was younger, she and her sister Jetsun would always get one of these to split. It's a bittersweet memory now, but she still absolutely loves the food.

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And there we have it! A whole selection of foods I think Yangchen would enjoy. Feel free to use this in fics, art, headcanons, whatever, and your own as you see fit!

Due to all this research I've done, I also have lots of ideas for foods that could be added to the Air Nomad cuisine as a whole - who knows, maybe that will become a separate post of its own!

Pretty much all recipes came from Palden's Kitchen ; would absolutely recommend checking his channel out! His videos are very high quality and his voice is incredibly soothing, honestly I want this man as my grandfather now.

Finally, I also need to give a shoutout to @atlaculture for providing inspiration and resources for my Tibetan food deep dive!

#avatar the last airbender #atla #chronicles of the avatar #yangchen novels #the dawn of yangchen #the legacy of yangchen #avatar yangchen #yangchen #tibetan food #writing reference #atla meta

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wh1msic4lwasab1 · 1 month ago

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“𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣' 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧-𝙛𝙧𝙮!”

synopsis: LADS men and how he’d react to your cooking+ recipes w/ links!

tags: sfw fluff nothing suggestive, pet names (cutie, sweetie)

wrd cnt: 0.7k

a/n: i loved writing this request omg ALSO the foods have links to recipes for anyone interested!

Rafayel

What are you making him…? Coconut Crab Curry!

Of course the merman is begging and begging for you to make this for him. He’s used to personal chefs and kitchen staff, but it’s more special when his cutie makes him food. Also because he’s not very adept to it….but he trusts you.

This recipe is made with lots of love and patience….emphasis on the patience. This wouldn’t be a problem, except after waiting and waiting, when you finally finish making your curry in Rafayel’s huge but barren kitchen, by the time you come back from an emergency grocery run for some lemon juice to finish it off with- he’s already cracked into half the crab legs.

“Okay Okay- Wait! I’ll go catch more by myself-!” He shouts as he’s running away from you as you chase him down with one of the few legs of crab he left in the pot. It’s safe to say he enjoyed your cooking.

Xavier

What are you making him….? Shepards Pie!

When You offered to make him a chicken pot pie- you accidentally mentioned the crust topping.

“Crust? Like Bread? No…that’s okay”. Your flatmate declined.

That’s when you offered to change it up…without the added “bread-like” top.

He was a little more excited than he thought, but he’s used to you cooking since he’s the one who put a hit on your apartment with how often the fire department had to intervene when he plays chef….

When you finally gave him a plate to enjoy with you on the couch, you ask him how it was but you’re too little too late. 2 minutes in- and he’s knocked out on the couch in a food coma. Comfort food is a little dangerous for him.

Zayne

What are you making him….? Pancakes!

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, right? Even if it’s full of sugar…? You side eye Zaynes breakfast requests, but you don’t complain, that much. It could be worse- at least Dr. Zayne doesn’t eat exclusively spinach smoothies and oatmeal bars for breakfast. Instead, he waits patiently as you make pancakes from scratch and load them up with chocolate chips and strawberries with whipped topping and maple syrup.

He’d gladly indulge with you, in moderation.

You’d catch him adding extra sugar on top…but when you try to interject he’d act like you’re the nagging doctor instead.

“If you’re going to enjoy something you should enjoy it to the fullest, no?” He’d say, shutting you up with a playful smile as he presses out the whipped cream.

Sylus

What are you making him….? Casoulette!

Rich, Verstile, and Classic. A dish like your partner- You wanted to make Sylus something new and special….especially when he gives you his card to go wild with at the market.

You know the duck fat and hearty nature of the dish would certainly please him… but he’s especially glad you gave him a break from all the spicy food.

You spend your afternoon making sure it tastes as good as can be, plating it up and putting it on the dining table- trying to make it as extravagant and romantic like Sylus always does for you.

When he comes home, he’s got a deep chuckle to let out once he sees the display.

“I just got a possible fraud warning call from my credit card company. I’m glad you took advantage, sweetie.” He says with a smirk, impressed with your ability to run his pocket dry with a single meal.

Caleb

What are you making him…? Tomato Egg Stirfry!

This is a special recipe from both of your childhoods. The first time you even had it, was when Caleb made it for you after you both got soaked in the rain walking home from school. The warmth and aroma was a core memory for you. This time, you decided to feed him instead.

Except you’d actually follow the recipe…instead of throwing things in a pan and gambling on it like Caleb would usually do. Somehow it would always taste good though…

When you finally make the simple but nostalgic dish, Caleb is eager and waiting as you bring a spoonful to his mouth, blowing in it for him before he take a big bite. He’d let out a long “Mmmmm” and take a few more bites and plant soft kisses on your cheek to thank you.

“Look at you, my little chef, aren’t you? It’s good.” He’d say, cheesy as ever.

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yanderestarangel · 2 years ago

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | ☆ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌? ☆

⸺ TW: daddykink,sizekink, sub!reader, blowjob, v!sex, gunkink, bdsm, exhibitionism, voyeurism, afab anatomy, sex without a condom, porn plot, anal sex, use of vibrator, use of plugs, sex toys, no pronouns used other than " you."

ღ ୭·࣭࣪̇˖ Comments and reblogs are welcome <3 Do you want to make me a request? read my pinned post.

⸺ 𝐁𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍

You two have a channel in PH with a considerable audience, you two are also dating, which means he won't allow you to have any collaborations with other porn channels.

You record POV videos! with you being the main attraction.

— Blowjob videos, with your mouth wrapped around his dick, Bi Han loves recording your face.

Bi Han is a HARD!DOM the few times you make videos with you on top of him, he likes being on top of you more but the few times you ride his dick, Bi Han makes a point of focusing the camera on your impaled pussy without a condom on his dick, even if it's dirty with cum, you'll keep riding it, he won't mind getting the best angle the first few times, for Bi Han you two can fuck several times until you get the perfect video - the perfect excuse for him to fill you up of sperm. -

The POV videos are always with you underneath him, always with Bi Han making you a submissive mess full of cum, smearing your belly, breasts, pussy and face, he wants to capture every moan, sigh and tremor of your body, so does he is bigger than you, which awakens a wilder and more primitive desire in him to make you even more submissive - he easily carries you around - and this also applies to porn videos, with Bi Han using his strength to lift you up and fuck you, showing your little pussy full and tight due to the jets of cum he threw inside you. You may be a shaking mess but he won't stop until he's satisfied. His voice is also successful - even though he has never shown his face, he doesn't worry about covering it either, leaking out sometimes, but he doesn't give a fuck - as it has a deep timbre, the grand master's moans excite anyone who sees it your spicy videos, especially because of the names he calls you and the things he says in the video.

"-Beg for it"

"-Kitty, look at me. Do you know that you're the best boy/girl?"

"-You look so pretty on your knees worshiping me, where you're supposed to be"

"-You like that, don't you? Of course you do."

"-Say my name little hoe."

"-Very good. Lower now, yes suck it little slut."

"-Not so hard now are you little one? Crying already like the dumb little baby you are."

"-God, you're beautiful like this ‐ on you knees covered in drool and dripping wet."

⸺ 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀

It all started with a fetish for the two of you to record the sex you were having, mainly because Tomas was/is very busy as a Lin Kuei ninja. But then you decided to just post it and it went viral in less than 24 hours, which made Tomas almost cry with embarrassment - he turned red as a tomato - but you soon saw the monetary retention, deciding to continue sharing your intimate moment with world.

⸺ Vrbada doesn't take your PH channel very seriously, he likes to fuck you and you make money by having fun together, so he's happy with that.

He won't show up or allow you to show your face, he asks you to edit the video first, blurring any sign of your face - even studying which angle looks best so as not to show anything of you, other than your beautiful body. - Tomas is not selective like Bi Han, he likes to give you pleasure, especially doing oral, his tongue in your pussy, he loves that more than anything in life, if he could he would live between your thighs, that is, you Record his mouth sucking you and ministering to your clitoris, while he moaned and placed chaste kisses on your soft folds, quietly asking if you were okay, it would be slow, beautiful and calm sex.

Vrbada records the two of you mostly fucking in the dim light of the room, you riding on top of his dick, his hands exploring your bodysuit, your breasts bouncing as he pushed lightly, holding the camera with his other hand as he saw how much fun you were having on top of him.

Your audience is also considerable, as you two rarely post, but whenever you do it's a success, especially the riding on Tomas' aching cock that you do.

"-Please more..."

"-But I want to cum hmm... Fuck, I love your p-pussy my sweetheart."

"-Such a tight, eager pussy."

"-Take it all. Take every inch of my cock, please just take it all, like a good little slut."

"-Fucking hell, I'm going to cum I'm going to cum, please cum with me."

"-I'm going to make you cum so hard. I want you to feel every inch of me."

"-I... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum."

⸺ 𝐒𝐘𝐙𝐎𝐓𝐇

Syzoth has always had hidden desires, repressed for years and one of them was to fuck you and post it for everyone to see, so the idea came from him, for some reason he loves to have control in that sense, he records you, every inch of your body totally exposed to he is the camera roll - he also has unusual fetishes - It all started one night, he explained to you how he wanted to record you and post it he wanted to show everyone how much he could give you pleasure and how much he loved you, how much he could adore your body.

⸺ So it all started there, soon you opened an onlyfans and a channel on PH with Syzoth fucking your pussy, he liked to tie you up with red ropes or blindfold you in the videos leaving you at his mercy. He would also use toys, vibrators, dildos, nipple squeezers, even body oil on you, - even gun play sometimes - but his favorite was recording a video with you completely at his mercy, with your hands tied behind your back, your ass and pussy totally vulnerable, you were a quivering mess as he recorded you doggy style, overstimulated with your clit pulsing in need of his dick. He will fuck you from every possible angle, even recording small underground vlogs, where you talk a little with the public live and then fuck somewhere -

Speaking of lives, he loves doing them too, he likes to capture your reactions, always being affectionate with you, giving you kisses and massaging your body, he praises you while focusing the camera on his cock filling your pussy, the ripples of each rhythm of your skin as he slammed his hips against yours, he had to hold back from cumming beyond the stimulation of the chat, everyone praised his beautiful S/O for being such a receptive slut, making Syzoth smile and lean in even more, his balls His heavy weight hit your clitoris hard, a wet sound being echoed by the live he recorded, leaving the camera in a strategic point to capture everything, while he enjoyed your pussy and your moans, he wasn't going to untie you until he filled your uterus with cum .

"-You're doing so well.

"-I'm getting close. Let me hear you scream my name.”

"-Be my good boy/girl... Ride my cock and let me fill it up to you."

"-You're mine... My obedient little slut. I'm going to make you beg for my sperm."

"-You're doing well, they love you, you know? You're so beautiful (Y/N)."

⸺ 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄

Johnny has always loved the spotlight, regardless of what it was, so the idea of fucking you and showing everyone was tempting, but obviously, he will talk to you first, he will understand your limits and how far you want and can go.

⸺He opens a small studio in his mansion, just for the two of you, the best camera, the best lighting and most importantly, the best star... You.

Cage will love fucking you in every possible angle, he smiles roguishly at the camera seeing you surrender to his touch, talking about how well your pussy takes his dick and how beautiful you are. He's so desperate for you that he can't even maintain his dominant character, he just wants to fuck you and make you cum like the hungry animal he is - in other words, he'll be the same needy mess he is in private, unrecorded sex yours -

He wants you to appear as much as he does, especially in OF, with you moaning his name like a mantra, while he thrusts into your pussy with all his might or fucking you standing up, showing the camera your bouncy and soft breasts, holding your waist and telling him how good you are doing for him. Johnny will use everything in the videos, from characters he has played on the silver screen, to sex toys - his favorite is vibrators or anal plugs, using the vibrator on your clit while jamming his dick inside and moving the plug around. heart in your ass slowly, increasing the pleasure. He will record as many times as you can handle, but always giving you breaks to drink water or cuddle you, telling you how well you're doing and how beautiful you look - even if you're a shaky mess from the orgasms he caused -

- He also uses his nose... Maybe you feel it... -

He also loves reverse cowgirl, recording you desperate for his cock in the reflection of the large mirror in Cage's room, while he showed you two's faces of pleasure in the video, while he threw his head back, letting you take control of the riding his dick, while he demands to be called "Daddy" or "Daddy Johnny" slapping you hard on the ass.

"-Fuck, boy/girl... You're so provocative riding me like that, desperate for my cock."

"-Such a tight little pussy you have, my dear... Fuck I swear I'm going to destroy you with my dick."

"-You have no idea what you do to me (Y/N), I'm going to cum and fill you up, like the greedy little slut you are."

"-Harder, put that pussy to milk Daddy's cock, yes, just like that, damn it, I love you so much."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

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shunstanpike · 28 days ago

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Could not be more pleased with this commission I got from rocketlollyart of Ed from my pizzeria AU! El was such a pleasure to work with and brought my vision to life even better than I'd imagined it <3

And here's my short, tooth-rotting lil pizza fic! You can read it on AO3 here!

Two Gays, a Gull, and a Pizza Place

Stede loved Wednesdays. And this particular Wednesday was a beautiful one. The scent of daffodils and freshly cut grass rustled through the trees that lined the street. Stede slid open all of the windows, letting the breeze pick up the aromas of baking bread and roasted tomatoes to share them with the neighborhood.

At four o’clock, opening time, in came John Feeny with his neon hair and sweater to match, carrying a plastic bin through which shone a rainbow of yarn. He walked straight to his usual spot in the corner, and Stede went to the counter to put in his party’s order.

It never got old seeing Ed sashay from counter to oven to register, forehead glistening in the heat, short sleeves rolled even shorter, biceps on full display as they tensed from the weight of the paddle.

When Ed turned toward the brick oven, Stede admired the intentionally messy buns that kept his long curls off of his neck. Ed pulled a hot margherita pizza from the heat, and time seemed to slow. He spun around, loose ringlets floating around his beautiful face, and he smiled at Stede as he slid the pie onto an empty pan.

“Oh, hello there, sir,” he said. “How can I help you?”

“Four sparkling waters, please, darling,” Stede said, the order coming out as a sigh in his adoration.

“You got it,” Ed said with a wink.

The bell on the door chimed and Lucius strutted in, tapping away on his phone as usual.

“Afternoon, Lucius,” Stede greeted him.

“Stede. Ed,” Lucius replied, looking up from his phone to squint at the menu. “Do I want to know what a ‘Hot Nut Pie’ is?”

“Actually, you do,” Stede said just before Roach popped his head out from the back kitchen.

“Ricotta, crushed pistachios, and chili-infused honey!” Roach said, his eyes gleaming. He kissed his fingertips. “Delicious!”

Lucius shrugged and looked back at his phone. “Sure, let’s try it. Gluten-free crust, please and thank you.”

Ed scoffed.

Lucius’s eyes flicked back up in a glare. “Don’t start with me, Edward. Gluten intolerance is real.”

“You know it doesn’t taste as good, though,” said Ed.

“And whose fault would that be?” Lucius gave Ed a pointed look before taking his seat at a table next to John’s.

Ed frowned and muttered to himself as he slid a tray of glasses across the counter to Stede.

“Don’t listen to him, Edward,” said Stede, taking the tray. “You make a damn good pizza crust, glutinous or otherwise.”

Stede gave Ed a quick peck as thanks, and to take his mind off of Lucius’s remark.

“Are those hooks I see, John?” Stede asked when he brought over the drinks.

John nodded. “Jackie said she wanted to learn crochet,” he said in his melodious Irish accent, “so I’m teaching the group crochet.”

As if on cue, Jackie and one of her partners, the goofy but good-looking Swedish chap, paraded through the entrance. They were followed by the sweet and soft-spoken Fang, and the three joined John in the corner, hooting and hollering about the dresses, crop tops and vests they were going to make.

Next to arrive was Lucius’s husband Pete, who sat down just as Stede brought over their order.

“Did you get the gluten-free, babe?” Pete asked Lucius. “You know regular crust gives me a funny tummy.”

“I sure did, babe,” Lucius said, shooting Ed a look.

—

Stede alerted Ed when the clock struck five. With an obedient nod, Ed prepped a Sweet & Spicy Triple Pepper Pie and two dozen garlic knots. Not five minutes later, in came the rowdy crew from the ax-throwing bar next door.

Jim and Oluwande were the establishment’s co-owners; Jim brought the sharp-object-throwing expertise, and level-headed Oluwande had the business savvy. They were together, but Jim was also dating an energetic young woman named Archie, and Oluwande was dating Zheng, who was some kind of powerful executive (at least, that’s what Stede thought). But they were also all a little in love with each other. It was a bit beyond Stede, but they seemed happy, and Stede loved when they came into the pizzeria on Wednesdays with their board games.

On this particular Wednesday evening they had an additional party member: Zheng’s auntie. She seemed even more formidable than Zheng, but those kids had a way of warming the iciest of hearts.

Speaking of which, the week wouldn’t be complete without a visit from the loathsome landlord, Israel Hands. His dreary wardrobe darkened the pizzeria’s doorstep just after Ivan left with a stack of delivery orders.

“Rent, boys,” he growled, sidling up to the counter.

“Hello to you, too, Izzy,” Ed said with an exaggerated bow of the head. Stede had no idea how Ed didn’t despise the little man.

“It’s late,” said Izzy, turning to Stede. “Again.”

“Is it?” Stede asked. “Or are you perhaps impatient?”

“Both,” Izzy spat.

“Lighten up, Iz,” Ed said, whipping the slicer through a pepperoni pie. “We’ll get it to you. We always do.”

“Would a free slice of Meat Lover’s sweeten the deal?” Stede offered with a charming raise of his eyebrows.

Izzy scowled at him.

“Where were you two Monday night?” He asked. “I came by and the shop was closed.”

“Monday night?” Ed echoed. “Let’s see…”

“Monday was John’s show,” said Stede.

“That’s right!” Ed beamed. “We were at a drag show.”

Izzy rubbed the bridge of his nose. “You can’t just close the shop whenever you want!”

“Sure we can,” said Stede. “Lucius showed me how to update the Instagram so people know not to come in.”

Izzy’s jaw dropped and he shook his head. Then he gestured around at the restaurant. “Look at this. Board games? Knitting? You need to be turning these tables!”

“It’s crochet, actually,” Stede corrected. “And these are some of our most loyal customers!”

“Have they even ordered food?” Izzy whined. “It looks like they’re just… drinking water!”

“Do you want them to get sauce on their lovely garments, Izzy?” Stede snapped back.

“Who made you the king of running a restaurant, anyway?” Ed added.

“You lose business, I lose business,” said Izzy. “I want the rent by the end of the week.”

With that, he freed Stede and Ed of his presence and joined the board game table to inexplicable cheers from Jim and Archie. A table that he claimed to want turned, the hypocrite.

—

A bit later in the evening, during a lull, Ed and Stede were chatting and canoodling at the counter when Ed suddenly pointed out the front door and said, “Look! It’s Buttons!”

Stede followed Ed’s gesture and saw that, indeed, there he was, the seagull who they had first met the day they opened the shop.

They had just made a vegetarian pizza topped with spinach, black olives, and mushrooms. Stede was relaying to Ed that the type of mushrooms they had used, and that were used on most pizzas, were Agaricus bisporus, or “button mushrooms,” when the bird flew right in through an open window and pilfered a slice. Ed proudly nicknamed him “Buttons.” It was a stretch, Stede thought, but it worked.

Buttons was a frequent guest after that day, and especially loved to come by on Wednesdays.

Stede took a garlic knot from behind the counter, tore it into pieces, then tossed it out the door to the bird.

“Don’t feed him that, Stede!” Fang chided from behind his black and silver crochet project. “Bread isn’t good for little birdy tummies!”

Ed threw his arms up in exasperation. “Oh, now birds are gluten intolerant, too?!”

—

The place really came to life around seven o’clock, when Frenchie arrived to bestow the gift of live music. Fang and Roach helped him get set up between the crochet corner and the restrooms.

When Izzy saw what was going on he shouted, “You’d better not be paying this twat!”

But, of course, Izzy couldn’t help himself, and after a couple of songs he was up on the stage as well.

—

At 7:30, Roach emerged from the kitchen, glowing with enthusiasm for the creation he’d been working on all day: a dessert pizza with candied orange, cream cheese, and cinnamon. Everyone got a slice. It was a crowd pleaser, but Stede politely let him know it still needed some workshopping before it could be officially added to the menu.

—

They closed early, as they often did on Wednesdays, and ended the night with drinks at Jim and Oluwande’s place next door.

It was another perfect day.

Izzy did have some points, though, Stede hated to admit. Over the years since they had opened the pizzeria, the reserves of Stede’s family money had begun to dwindle. Perhaps having some sort of long-term plan wasn’t a terrible idea. It was a dream come true making pizzas with Edward and serving the community. Stede supposed if they wanted to keep the dream alive, they would need to have a bit more money coming in.

He made a mental note to speak with Ed about it in the morning, and let himself cherish the rest of the night.

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stagprongs · 2 months ago

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hihi!! im not much of a marauders fan but my friend had a crazy hc so i wanted someones whos more in the fandoms opinion!!

basically, walburga had an affair and got pregnant w sirius, but the guy she had an affair with wasnt pureblood. and that could be another reason that his family doesnt want to asscouate with him. (FEEL FREE TO ROAST THIS HC I HAVENT BEEN IN THIS SPACE IN AGES HAHA)

OKAY, fair, fair- since when have marauders fandom ever cared about canon? So let’s dive into this absolute fever dream of a headcanon because honestly? it’s giving messy, it’s giving drama and it’s giving “ BLACK FAMILY UNHINGED”

Picture this: Walburga Black, queen of “I hate everything fun,” goes and has a spicy little affair with a non-pureblood. Like, the AUDACITY. She’s out here screaming about bloodlines and family honor, but secretly she’s breaking her own rules. Then BOOM— sirius is born out of forbidden love affair. That explains EVERYTHING. It’s not just personality; it’s in his BLOOD. His “I don’t care about the rules” energy? His leather jacket rebellion? It’s genetic, babes.

And the tea? Imagine if everyone in the family knew but just didn’t say anything. Like, Regulus side-eyes Sirius at family dinners, Kreacher is making shady little comments, and the Black family tree is just screaming in protest. The DRAMA.

I can totally see Walburga looking at Sirius and being like, “Ugh, you’re just like HIM,” while Regulus is sitting there in the corner, living his best “golden child” life, trying not to laugh because he knows all the family tea. And imagine Sirius finding out later—he’d be insufferable. Every time someone asked why he’s so dramatic, he’d be like, “Well, I am the product of a scandal, darling.” James would lose his mind. 10/10 would read this fanfic. this has “limited series with 100% Rotten Tomatoes rating” energy.

also so sorry for responding so late! i didn’t see it!

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bunjywunjy · 9 months ago

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BUNJY RECIPE: BERBERE POTATOS DELUXE (spicy)

before we get started, you are going to need two specialty things for this recipe: berbere spice powder and an oven-save saucepan, or dutch oven. berebere is a chili blend you can get online if you can't find it near you- I use this one!

ingredients:

2 shallots, cut into strings (I slice the bulb vertically along whatever plane leaves me with flattest halves, then thinly slice the halves. the slices will fall apart into strings on their own during cooking)

1 red bell pepper, diced

2ish pounds of thin-skinned potatoes sliced thinly (think yellow or red- I chop each potato into rough thirds and then slice the thirds vertically so there's a flat surface to keep it stable while I'm slicing)

5 garlic cloves, minced

1 can diced tomato with its liquid (I used fire-roasted)

1 1/2 tbsp berbere spice

3/4 cup water

salt to taste

pepper to taste

olive oil

first, preheat your oven to 400 F. heat your cooking vessel on the stovetop over medium heat until it comes up to temp, then add a glug of olive oil and then the shallots and red bell pepper. stir it around and let it cook until the shallots are totally broken apart into strings and are totally translucent, then add the garlic and stir around for another 30 seconds or so. Next, add the diced tomato and stir around to keep the garlic from burning, then add the water and berbere spice and mix well. (I put the water in the empty tomato can and swirl it around before adding it to get the last of the sauce in there) also add the salt and pepper. cook the mixture for maybe 10 minutes on medium heat until it thickens significantly, then turn the heat down to low. scoop out a cup or so of the mixture before moving to the next step. next, add the potatoes in maybe three batches, stirring well in between batches to separate the slices and coat them all with sauce on both sides. once all the potatoes are added, add back the cup of sauce you stole earlier on top of the mixture and spread it out evenly, making the potatoes into an even layer within the pan with a thin coating of sauce on top. before this next bit where you put the pan/cooking vessel/whatever in the oven, you can save yourself a future headache by using a wet rag or paper towel to gently wipe off any sauce that's spattered on the rim, down to about an inch or so above the mixture. this way those spatters don't burn to charcoal! once you've done that, cover with a lid or aluminum foil and put in the oven for one hour. at the end of the hour, take the cover off and then bake naked for another 10-15 minutes. and then it's done!

#recipe #cooking bunjy

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I Want to Watch (part 7)

Pairing: Wooyoung x reader x Yeosang Word Count: 2.2K Genre: Pure Filth 🔞 Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Explicit Activities

a/n: not as spicy as the last one but they cant all be that spicy x

Since sharing you with a few of the members Wooyoung discovers yet another thing that he likes with the help of another guest

“I’m sorry, did you want to repeat that?” Yeosang coughed violently as you wandered out of the bedroom into the kitchen, his phone discarded on the seat beside him.

“Hey Sangie, are you ok? Did you need some water?” you asked concerned as you watched him cough and turn tomato red, his eyes wide.

“I’m ok” he reassured you, dropping his voice to whisper sharply at your boyfriend. Shrugging you just continued into the kitchen turning on the kettle and getting out a cup for the hot chocolate you were going to make.

“I said are you interested in fucking my girlfriend? I mean if you don’t want to that is totally fine neither of us will be offended”. Wooyoung cackled as you rolled your eyes and kept your back to them both hoping to give Yeosang the impression that he had at least a little privacy while they had this conversation.

“She is right there you idiot” he hissed trying to keep his voice down “Why would you even ask me something like that?”.

“Oh well, it’s sort of a thing we are trying out. Like a kink we're exploring” Wooyoung started to explain, obviously unsure of how to get Yeosang to understand. You continued making your hot chocolate stirring the mixture noisily as possible to cover their voices.

“Eww, I didn’t need to know that!” Yeosang interrupted hastily.

“Shut up. Anyway she has already fucked San, Yunho and Jongho so it’s not like you are the first one I’ve asked also I’m not going to fuck you she is so don’t get all stroppy” Wooyoung continued.

“It is entirely up to you Sangie, I would never be offended if you aren’t interested or too weirded out by the whole thing” you smiled softly leaving the room to go back to Wooyoung’s room sipping the chocolate concoction happily.

“You’re both serious? Like this isn’t a weird friendship test or anything?” Yeosang cautiously asked his voice closer to normal at this point which made you breathe a sigh of relief, you were going to have to tell Wooyoung that he couldn't just ask his friends by dropping the old do you want to fuck my girl on them.

Returning to your book you continued to sip and read for another two chapters before there was a tentative knock on the open door. You looked up to see Yeosang standing there nervously with an excited looking Wooyoung behind him.

“Would it be ok if I kissed you to see if I want to go through with this?” he asked gently, stepping into the room but not coming any closer to you.

“I would like that if it would make it easier for you to decide” you nodded, getting off the bed to meet him in the middle of the room swaying your hips just enough to get his eyes to dart down your body. Placing your hands softly on his chest you waited to see if he was ok with you touching him. After a moment his hand moved to cup your cheek stroking your cheekbone with his thumb carefully, you couldn’t help but smile at how sweet he was being, looking up at him through your lashes you almost thought he was going to turn you down until he swiftly pressed his lips to yours causing you to gasp and tighten your grip on his clothes.

Delving his tongue between your lips he licked into your mouth sensually letting his tongue dance with yours before tightly gripping your hip and pulling you closer. The involuntary whine that left your throat made him groan deeply as you let him continue to take what he wanted from you if it would lead to him being able to make a decision. Breaking for air you couldn’t help feeling a little dazed at how intense Yeosang had kissed you when he seemed like such a sweet and soft boy.

“So what can’t I do again?” Yeosang asked, turning back to Wooyoung who was watching on with a shit eating grin.

“Anything she wants you to except eat her out only I get to decide if you can taste my pussy” Woyoung ground out his voice much deeper than before. A shiver running up your spine in anticipation of what Yeosang was going to do to you.

“I’d say it’s about to be my pussy” Yeosang snorted his hand sliding down to squeeze your arse before kissing you again roughly his teeth tugging your lower lip teasingly. Walking you backwards towards the bed the kiss only ended when your calves collided with the bed frame and you fell backward Yeosang catching you at the last moment to prevent you crashing into the mattress. Yelping in surprise he gave you a devilish grin pulling his shirt over his head before grabbing your pants and tugging both them and your underwear off before he climbed over you his hands slipping under your shirt to squeeze and tease your breast as his lips found yours again his tongue tangling with yours.

“Shit” Wooyoung breathed huskily. You could hear him moving closer to the bed but you couldn’t concentrate with the way Yeosang was kissing you your fingers tracing the beautiful planes of his chest.

“This needs to come off” Yeosang mumbled kneeling up so he could pull your shirt over your head immediately latching onto one of your nipples through the fabric of your bra, biting it carefully before suckling on it.

“Fuck Sangie” you gasped your hands clutching at his biceps to keep yourself grounded your hips rolling again him with abandon.

“Good girl let Sangie treat you like the good little slut you are” Wooyoung cooed, unzipping his own jeans and tugging at his cock.

“Can’t taste you but a can get you wet” Yeosang smirked darkly moving so that he was kneeling back on his heels his tongue running over his teeth before he leant over your core a fat drop of saliva falling from his lips landing on your clit and making you jolt smearing his spit all over your folds he continued to stare another glob of saliva dripping from his lips onto your entrance he began pushing it inside you with two of his fingers stretching your walls roughly as he pumped them into you.

“Sanigie, holy shit” you gasped your body responding to him faster than your brain could catch up.

“Wooyo, get her shirt and bra off. If you’re going to watch, at least be helpful” Yeosang grumbled his eyes piercing you to your spot on the bed as he continued to drag his fingers against your walls, his thumb now pressing against your clit pressing and circling your bundle of nerves your hips rolling against his fingers.

“I will kick you out Sang don’t test me” Wooyoung snapped even though he followed Yeosang’s request to get you completely nude for him.

“You won't, you want to watch me own her” Yeosang grinned pulling his fingers from you to show your boyfriend how your arousal almost dripped from the digits. “Open your mouth for me pretty girl” he raised his eyebrow at you challenging you to disobey him but you were more than happy to let him do whatever he liked with you holding your chin firmly he dropped a thick hot sting of spit onto your tongue making Wooyoung hiss from his spot on the bed. You swallowed with a flourish opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out to show him that it was gone.

“Dirty little baby” Wooyoung whined, his voice already higher than usual you preened under their gaze.

“On your front pretty girl I want your boyfriend to watch me destroy your messy little cunt” Yeosang instructed you smoothly, his smokey voice making you groan in anticipation as you faced Wooyoung, his face already looking dazed while he pumped himself rhythmically. You heard Yeosang unzip his jeans before his hand harshly pressed your shoulders down leaving your arse in the air as he placed one hand on your hip to hold you in place. Without warning he sunk into you his cock stretching you more than his fingers had and punching the air from your lungs as he bottomed out. Pounding into you roughly his hips slapping against your skin loudly with each thrust, the power of them almost pushing you forward if not for the tight grip he had on your hips making you flop your head to the bed starting to feel dizzy from the feeling of his cock splitting you wide open.

“Fuck you're going to split her in half” Wooyoung complained halfheartedly his hand moving in time with Yeosang’s hips.

“Does she look broken?” Yeosang snickered, the only other sound in the room besides skin crashing together and Wooyoung’s heavy breathing was the constant string of moans and mewls falling from your lips.

“Ah… Ah… Sangie” you gasped in between the noises you couldn’t help but make you heard him grunt his fingers digging deeper into the plush flesh of your hips another glob of saliva landing on the tight ring of muscle that wasn’t being filled slowly once of his thumbs began circling it pressing against you until he could sink it inside you.

“Doesn’t your boyfriend look like he’s enjoying himself?” Yeosang rasped his voice shaking with his exertion as he continued to relentlessly bury himself in your wet plush walls.

“Woo… Wooyoung” you whined lifting your head to meet his eyes, his hooded eyes dark and his lips pink and swollen from biting his lip as he watched you. You let your eyes drag down his body stopping at his rock hard leaking cock that made your mouth water.

“Look at you baby looking so pretty” he slurred while Yeosang huffed out a short laugh letting his other hand fall around your waist to tease your clit mercilessly making you keen loudly, your eyes squeezing shut while your legs began to shake. “Open your eyes baby”.

“Do as your told pretty girl” Yeosang ordered his voice low as he waited until Wooyoung grunted again before his fingers returned to your puffy and abused clit each sharp movement of his fingers making it hard for you to focus on anything other than the way his cock felt dragging almost painfully against your walls as your arsehole tightened around his thumb.

“Oh my god Sangie… Fuck it’ too much” you keened pushing yourself back against him to force him deeper inside you. Your mouth fell open as his angle changed and he was now kissing your cervix with each thrust of his hips pulling his thumb from you he held you hip again bruisingly pulling you back to meet each snap of his hips.

"At least have her suck you off Wooyoung! Don't waste such a pretty little mouth" Yeosang grunted as you tightened further around him the smoldering in your belly beginning to spread.

“Shit baby, shit, shit, shit” Wooyoung wailed his hand furiously pumping his length, the precum on the head of his cock glistening in the light as he fucked his hand faster only moving to shove himself down your throat when you opened your mouth and let your tongue fall out over your bottom lip. You could taste the salty musky tang of his nearing release as he harshly fucked as deep as he could into your throat you jaw relaxing instinctively to fit him.

“You take me so well pretty girl, fuck I could get you pregnant like this” Yeosang moaned his voice deep and smokey “would you like that? Like me to fuck a baby into this tight little cunt”.

“Yes…Yes Yeosang… Please. Please ” you sobbed desperately letting your boyfriend's cock fall from your mouth, coming undone around him, the muscles in your legs shaking violently as your walls fluttered and pulsed with almost painfully intense pleasure. Yeosang kept his pace to prolong your orgasm, your eyes rolling as your entire body felt like you were crackling with electricity. You felt him stiffen slightly before his hot seed flooded you, his hands holding your hips flush to him as he groaned loudly, rolling his hips with less urgency as you milked him dry. Wooyoung followed only a moment later thick ropes of his cum dripping down your throat and flooding your mouth as he continued to slide himself along your tongue.

“Fuck” Wooyoung mumbled carefully pulling himself from your swollen lips and wiping the few droplets that escaped the corner of your mouth “I think I just discovered I have a breeding kink”.

“Of course you have Woo” you swallowed panting, feeling the cool air hit your tender and sticky folds as Yeosang pulled away from you and reached for the tissues beside Wooyoung’s bed.

“To be honest I assumed he already had that one” Yeosang scrunched up his nose, helping you to lay on your back and also clean you up being careful to be gentle with you.

“I’d be more surprised if he found a kink he didn’t like” you shrugged, making room for Yeosang to lay down to recover and bask in his post nut glow for a moment.

“Actually fair” he agreed, both of you looking towards your still spaced out boyfriend “Is he alright?”.

“Um, probably? If he doesn’t move in the next fifteen minutes we will worry” you sighed, closing your eyes for a moment.

“Have to admit I didn’t expect this was going to be happening today. But you are incredible” Yeosang yawned softly.

“You aren’t so bad yourself Sangie” you mumbled shyly pulling the sheets over the both of you so that you could keep warm until you got the energy to get up and shower. Wooyoung finally moved handing you a bottle of water that sat beside the bed Yeosang helping you to sit up and sip slowly.

a/n: Thank you for reading lovelies I adore you all and I am so grateful for your likes, reblogs, comments and support you are amazing xx

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