#it was the fried waffle chips i think

[rui-drawsbox]

I forgot Jamie is an exchange student during most of my first playthrough but when he said "That's very american" about the food (I think?) I was like "SO TRUE YOU'RE SO REAL" and never forgot again

[chewysgummies]

I think the aftermath of my year of self starvation has taken some sort of form?

[bunny-jpeg]

how can i take your order? all you have to do is pick a dessert, drink and driver/character of your choosing! are you in the mood for a mille-feuille or a big slice of chocolate cake! please, please, please indicate who you want me to write about!!

the servers are from the following: formula one, call of duty, baldur's gate 3, haikyuu, one piece, jujustu kaisen, detective comics (dc), marvel comics (but i am open to any other fandoms you might have in mind! please do not hesitate to ask!!)

i do also accept polyam relationships! (pairing + reader), up to about four people! just to make it manageable on my end!

all orders can be made to the inbox for @bunnys-kisses and i'll get your order together asap! also let me know if you want it extra sweet or a little more spicy !

mille-feuille: “that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”

butter tart: "let's ruin ourselves for anyone else."

sugar pie: “gonna let daddy hear ya?”

zebra cake: "well, what do we have here?"

carrot cake: "swallow it. all of it."

millionaire shortcake: "if they saw you now, you'd be the biggest shame to your family."

pots de crème: "if a picture is worth a thousand words, then i could probably get a million dollars for this photo."

oat flapjacks: "i'm not scared of you."

persian rolls: "it's mandatory i finish. you getting to finish is a treat."

spice pie: "i didn't know it was possible to be a liar and a slut."

mushroom pie: "if you don't shut up. i'm going to shut you up."

lemon slice: "i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making."

swiss roll: "everything you own, everything you wear i paid for. so i guess that means i own you."

pumpkin pie: "i've met strays who were more obedient."

pastry braid: "your job is to make me cum. now get to work."

sausage roll: "i wonder how much i could get for photos of this cunt."

pithivier: "if you don't behave, i'll let the boys take care of you."

tiramisu: “my little slut to ruin.”

sponge toffee: "aw, is someone mad that they can only cum because of me?"

pull-apart bread: "i love you"

powered sugar donuts: "marry me."

blueberry bars: “gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.”

pudding chomeur: "i don't share."

ice cream bars: “did you see the way he was eyeing you? he need to know you're mine."

chocolate cake: "do you feel that? that's what happens when i think about you all day."

soufflé: "i'll be gentle."

fried dough: "i know virginity is a stupid concept... but i want to take yours."

apple pie: "now be good and beg. thank you."

vanilla cheesecake: "where are your manners?"

berry trifle: "wrong. try again."

maple cream pie: "either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck."

s'more: "The accent gets to you, doesn't it?"

belgian waffles: "i cum in that every night."

pancakes: "if you bite me. i'll bite you back."

loaf of whole wheat bread: "you're going to shut that mouth and take me."

jos louis: "does someone need a daddy?"

maple taffy: "oh my god you're stupid."

snowballs: "don't worry, drug tests aren't till next week."

shortbread cookies: "and who does this belong to?"

flan: "i'm not possessive... i'm obsessive."

peach cake: "if you spill a drop, we start all over."

angel food cake: "if he fucks with me again, i'm finishing inside of you."

red velvet cupcake: "if you don't like being called a whore, then stop acting like one."

mince pie: "i'm not jealous."

banana bread: "i'm going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours until the only word your little brain can form is my name."

crumb cake: "if you just listened, all of this could've been avoided."

chocolate chip cookies: "you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat"

nanaimo bars: "who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it."

coffee cake: "knees. now."

sourdough bread: "i'm going to breed you."

blueberry muffins: "i don't think it'll fit."

pound cake with strawberries: "you know i hate going over rules, but just because i like seeing you embarrassed, i'll tell you them again."

croissant: "i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me."

crepe: "pretty girl."

french toast: "you're trying to make me jealous!"

churros: "if you don't shut that little mouth of yours, i will stuff it full. okay?"

shortbread squares: "you're just mad that that my cock fits perfectly in you now. must be a blow to the ego that we're a perfect match."

savory pastry: "let your brother find out."

sweet pastry: "i'll make it all better."

eclairs: "the family's precious little girl. under me like a slut."

boston cream pie: "yeah, i'll use protection."

bagel: “gonna paint you with my teeth.”

crostata: “stupid slut, this is what you wanted huh? wanted me to fuck you like i hate you.”

tres leches: "i wonder if your brother know i cum in you."

peanut butter bars: “scratch me, bite me, just mark me sweetheart. show them I’m yours.”

eton mess: "be careful. your breath smells like cum."

scones: "but what if they see us!"

english muffin: "aw, is someone crying?"

honey cruller: "i forget how small you are sometimes."

banana split: "don't look at me like that."

beer brownies: "stick your tongue out anymore and you'll look like a dog."

fudge: "your father is pissing me off."

sticky toffee pudding: "the only way this is ending is you getting pregnant."

hot cross buns: "don't hide your face from me. i'd hate to have to tie you up."

brownies: "you're so much more agreeable when you have something to occupy that mouth of yours."

chocolate mousse: "the only necklace you need is my hand around your throat"

tim bits: "stupid little thing."

fruitcake: "i'll make tonight special."

cornmeal muffin: "i need you most."

devil's food cake: "you're my most unhealthy obsession."

crème caramel: "oh. you thought you were getting away from me?"

banana & chocolate muffins: "i'm only doing this because you need to learn how to behave, rules are rules, and you need to follow them."

custard tart: "i've never done this before."

cinnamon rolls: "no one needs to know."

mango sorbet: "you are by far the dumbest thing i've ever fucked. how did they even let you graduate?"

date squares: "you look better with my marks on you."

figgy duff: "if i buy it, will you stop pouting?"

spicy upside down cake: "let's play a game: don't get caught."

cream puffs: "let me finish inside."

profiteroles: "come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go."

with a side of:

coffee: rivals

tea: semi-public/public sex

juice: cockwarming

mocha coffee: breeding kink

bubble tea: daddy kink

a vodka shot: rough sex

sparkling water: gentle sex

coconut water: alternate universe

energy drink: doggy style

champagne: sugar daddy situation

hard lemonade: possessive behaviour

espresso shot: dirty talking

a glass of wine: cowgirl position

ice capp coffee: werewolf au

bloody mary: vampire au

martini: mafia au

frozen latte: dumbification

frozen lemonade: consensual non-consent

cranberry juice: mean!character

glass of water: aftercare

chocolate milk: tenderness

milkshake: size kink

pina colada: pregnancy

cider: body worship

mai tai: loss of virginity

margarita: unprotected sex

mint julep: punishments

chai: biting/hickies

earl grey: big cock

fishbowl cocktail: protected sex

tonic water: age gap

matcha latte: collars/bondage

root beer: filming/recording

soda: jealousy

americano: oral sex

whisky: degrading language

vitamin water: dom/sub dynamic

irish coffee: high sex

sangria: drunk sex

dark roast coffee: sub!character

dark hot chocolate: sub!reader

iced tea: accidentally launching relationship

lemon water: university/college au

naked & famous: bimbo/ditzy!reader

on the house: author's choice!

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[elinorasims]

Build | Strangerville | Ziggy's Diner

Lot Info

Type | Restaurant Lot Size | 30x20 World | Strangerville Value | 94,857 Baths | 3 CC | No Packs | Unrestricted Ziggy's Diner is a classicly retro mashup of Googie and passenger train inspired styles situated in Strangerville Plaza.

Ziggy's is a compact restaurant and bar combo with a Strangerville twist: classic red booths and an elongated mid-century modern bar layout meets sci-fi inspired and 50's-kitsch inspired cluttered decor..

It's giving the diner from the movie 'Paul'. I hope. lol

Ziggy's has a fully customised menu featuring some Mountain States inspired comfort dishes and some American classics (full menu below the cut).

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| hi my loves

hopefully you like this one- it was super fun to build and I'm finding my feet a bit more building for this save, i think!

it's been playtested (briefly lol) and should be fully functional and a smooth enough restaurant experience for your sims to enjoy.

i love Paul so much aha we watched it this past weekend and i was immediately like 'yup. gotta go do a strangerville build now.'

| dag dag fn. <3

Ziggy's Diner Menu

Drinks water ; lemonade ; milk ; orange juice ; coffee ; cream cola ; fizzy fruity drink ; pitch black ; root beer float ; soda ; tang and zing ; boiler room ; eapa ; juice on the rocks ; wrench ; galactic vita-water ; silent film ; sour punch ; sunset valley ; alien juice ; cupid juice ; space energy drink ; jet juice

Appetisers chips and salsa ; mac and cheese ; bowl of olives ; bread roll ; french fries ; whole wheat bread ; popcorn shrimp ; garden salad ; cheesy bread ; grilled plantains ; seafood chowder ; soft shell crab cake ; empanadas ; watermelon salad

Mains mac and cheese ; chicken nuggets ; popcorn shrimp ; baked potato ; hot dog ; lobster roll ; veggie burger ; chicken and waffles ; fried chicken sliders ; mushroom waffles ; sausage and peppers ; scrambled eggs with bacon ; seafood chowder ; tofu dog ; fish tacos ; hamburger ; fried fish ; pancakes ; aubergine Parmesan ; sweet corn pizza ; mushroom steak ; french toast ; vegetable chilli ; egg white omelette ; mushroom soup ; bbq ribs plate ; blackened bass ; gumbo ; steak

Dessert neapolitan ice cream ; rainbow sorbet ; vanilla ice cream ; alien fruit tart ; cream filled donut ; cream snack cake ; honey cake ; plain waffles ; rainbow brownies ; hamburger cake ; chocolate chip cookie ; apple pie ; banana cream pie ; pumpkin pie ; simcity cheesecake ; fruit cobbler

[stillmonsterz]

it's gonna get better (teaser)

(this is the final part to brave it together)

pairing: jay x reader genre: suggestive, angst, slight humor summary: your tumultuous tryst with jay might have ended, but your relationship with the karma club and its members has only grown more entangled. a winter trip to the swiss alps tests your friendships, your willingness to lie, and your resolve in staying away from jay. despite your previous inclinations towards isolation, you're starting to realize, a little too late, that being around people isn't too bad. content: drinking, drug usage, sexual themes, rape mentions, murder mentions, suicide mentions, threats, more to come. estimated word count: 20k

taglist: @moon7jay @belowbun @bambangan @praliliaaa @jjklvr9 @iveivory @magicshop1913 @sseobonggs (if i forgot you, please let me know!)

It took you until evening to gain even a semblance of your composure. You had spent some time working on your scarf, mindlessly purling and knitting. You had tried to watch a movie, but your eyes grew unfocused. Finally, you had decided to lie on your bed as you did at the motel, staring at your ceiling. If you focused, you could still smell Jay's woodsy, spicy scent, as though it had permeated the very walls of your room.

When dinnertime approached, you stripped down to your underwear and examined yourself in the mirror. Your body was a patchwork of fresh skin and mottled bruises that Jay had given you over the past month. When you raised your arm, you could see the nail marks he had made. As usual, bright red hickeys adorned your neck. You’d have to cover them up again so no one would get any ideas.

Then you realized that this was the last time you’d have to cover up a mark that Jay had given you. After this, the evidence of what the two of you had had would fade away, your cells would replenish, and it would be as though he had never touched you in the first place.

It didn’t seem right, that you and Jay were finished. At any second, as you rummaged around in your closet for an outfit to wear, you imagined that Jay would burst inside of your room, demanding something. He’d lie on your bed again, smoking your cigarettes while complaining about how they tasted. He’d tell you that he had been joking, that he had never intended to leave you, that you were his. He would kiss you again, choking you in his grip.

Instead, the minutes dragged on, and Jay never showed up. You pinched the inside of your arm and once again, you didn’t feel a thing. Just a dull register of a sensation.

After you got dressed in your usual sweater and long skirt, you checked your phone. You had gotten a text from Riki.

Riki: how’s my favorite traitor 😂

You: Not a traitor. Didn’t betray anyone.

Riki: when you give me an explanation for saying one of my friends raped you in a group chat literally called “anti-kc”

Riki: then you can be not a traitor

You had to admit, the evidence against you was stacked. 

Riki: are u ready yet

Riki: i’m hungry

Riki: i’m thinking i’ll get the “she lied” salad with the “our friendship is ruined” combo

Riki: the “i can’t believe i was going to take her to cliffside laser tag” meal 

You: That was never going to happen.

Riki: stop

Riki: haven’t u done enough

Riki: maybe a side of “lying wench” chips

You: Are you done?

Riki: not even close.

You: I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.

Riki: good

Riki: that’s plenty of time

Riki: the “hoes mad” burger with the “she’s a bird” fries

Riki: crisp waffle fries with extra salt

Riki: ketchup representing the shed blood

He kept going on like that, so you turned your phone off. It bothered you that you couldn’t tell Riki the truth. Well, you could. But if you told him that Jay raped you, and Riki somehow found out that you had been hooking up with Jay for the past month, you would look insane. Or like an idiot. How could you explain something that you didn't even understand? No, you’d rather have Riki hate you than tell him the convoluted truth.

You were used to Karma Club members hating you, anyways.

–

Dinner with Jake and Riki at Stoker’s cafeteria was as insufferable as you had imagined. Bundled under a coat and a high-necked sweater that masked the marks made last night, you wordlessly ate your meal while Riki and Jake talked. Riki sat on the right side of you, jostling you whenever he would gesticulate wildly as he recounted some story. You weren’t really paying attention to anything he said. Your focus was on Jake, on the way he bit his lip as he looked between you and Riki.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Jake said slowly, setting his fork down, “but are you and Wednesday, uh…”

Riki winced, and you marveled at his acting prowess. “It sort of just happened,” Riki said. “ We were at the party, and she came to see me, and well, I just went for it. It wasn’t like I meant to steal your girl or anything.

“No, no, no,” Jake said, waving his hands furiously. “No, it’s fine. She wasn’t my girl, never was, never…haha. You guys are cute together, honestly. Same age and everything.” Nervously, he started folding his paper towel into small, neat squares. 

“No, I really should have told you,” Riki lied, swallowing a bite of chicken breast. 

“It’s cool,” Jake said through gritted teeth. “Why would I want to know if my best friend and the girl I, uh, know, have a thing? That’s none of my business.” 

“Glad you understand,” Riki said, beaming at Jake. 

Jake got up from the table. “Gonna take a leak,” he muttered before staggering away from the long bench. 

As soon as Jake disappeared from view, Riki’s face fell.

“What are you doing?” you asked. “Why are you telling Jake we’re together?”

Riki leaned towards you so that he could whisper. The Stoker dining hall was relatively full at this hour, mainly by students from other dorms, and you were beginning to learn that there were eyes and ears all over Sadame University. “Because,” he began, voice thick with anticipation, “things were getting way too dicey in our dorm. “For whatever reason, things between Jake and Jay got worse after last night. Jake’s skittish as fuck, and Jay’s acting like he wants to kill Jake. I figure this has something to do with you.”

You winced. 

“It’s no good,” Riki continued. “Jake’s been going to Jungwon’s room and pacing around and shitting himself and whatever. Remember how I told you that there has to be a balance to shitstirring?”

“I do recall that.”

“This is it,” he said. Riki used his hands to mimic a scale, one hand representing a plate dipping too low. “Right now, tensions are too high. That’s no fun, you know? So I have to even things out.” Riki brought both of his hands to the same level. “If I redirect their attention, make myself the target, then they’ll both hate me instead. But they like me, so nothing bad will happen.”

With your index finger, you pressed down on the palm of one of his hands, forcing it downwards. “What if something bad does happen to you?”

Riki pushed against your finger, steadying his hands once more. “It won’t. I know you and everyone else loves to pretend like the Karma Club members have their own special brand of evil, that we’re just, like, complete sociopaths, but I know them.”

“It’s been three months…”

“A lot can happen in three months,” Riki said. If you reflected on the path your life had taken in merely one month, you would be forced to agree with him. 

You pulled your hand away from his and sighed. “Why do you like bad things so much? What about good things?”

“That’s not true,” Riki said. “I love good things. I like bad things too. I’m a very deep person.”

“As deep as a kiddy pool,” you said. 

“Don’t make me laugh,” Riki said. “I’m still mad at you for trying to fuck us over.”

You thought about arguing with him, but you decided against it. Riki felt like a true friend to you - at least, he had felt like a true friend - but the thought of baring your soul to him only for him to be unreceptive to your sorrows made you feel sick. You pushed your plate of food away.

“You know, for a while there I almost thought Jay had like a weird thing for you,” Riki said offhandedly, cutting another piece of chicken breast and spearing it with a fork. “I know, I know, it doesn’t make much sense considering he hates your fucking guts. But the dedication with which he hates your guts was scary. Elite hatred. What did you even do to the guy, anyways?”

“Nothing,” you said, “which seems to be the problem.”

Riki chewed his food, staring into space with a thoughtful expression. “He still hasn’t brought Isa over,” Riki said. 

“Maybe you just haven’t noticed,” you said. Memories of that night with him in his dorm room, sex tinged with a faint hint of romance, your limbs tangled together in post-coital bliss, spun through your mind. 

“No, he explicitly said, ‘Don’t let that bitch Isa get near my room or I swear to God I’ll kill you all,’” Riki said, mimicking Jay’s voice perfectly. 

You shrugged. “I don’t know, then.”

“I just always found it weird,” Riki said slowly, “I’ve never seen him be nice to her at all, besides when I would come to the library to pick you up to get a smoothie and I would see them flirting or whatever. Isn’t that so weird? Like, why would Jay get close to Isa in public? Specifically, at the library.”

The hickeys still marring your neck felt as though they were burning, and you scratched at them absentmindedly. “Yeah, weird…”

“Hey,” Riki said in an unusually light voice. “How did you get home last night?”

Riki’s long bangs had fallen into his face, obscuring his eyes. For the best, as you didn’t know how you’d be able to look into them. “What?”

“How’d you get home?” Riki repeated. 

“Uber and a bus,” you said. 

Riki nodded and leaned away. “Interesting.”

“What’s interesting?” Jake asked. He swung his legs over the bench and settled into his spot again.

“Interesting she’s okay with us sharing a room, considering she’s just so, so shy,” Riki said, putting his arm around you in a constricting half-embrace. “The third-floor bedroom has two single beds, right?”

Jake’s lips twitched. “Uh, yeah,” he said. “It does. Jungwon and I were thinking about taking that one, though.”

Riki waved his free hand dismissively. “Just sleep together, Powerpuff girls style.”

“Fuck off,” Jake said with a smile, playfully pushing at Riki.

“You’re going to knock your soup over,” you said, but it was too late. Jake’s chicken noodle soup sloshed over the table, staining the crisp, white tablecloth. 

“Aw, man,” Jake said, pouting slightly.

Riki shoveled the last of his chicken breast into his mouth. “Let’s get out of here,” he said. “This is the second tablecloth we’ve fucked up.” 

“Third,” Jake said, picking bits of pasta off of himself. “When we left Sunoo alone with the chili and he fucking-,”

Riki laughed. “Oh shit, yeah.” Riki stood up and held his hand out towards you, his gaze imploring. Reluctantly, you loosely joined hands with him, and he pulled you to your feet. “Come on, let’s go watch the Scream movies.”

“No,” Jake whined. “I wanted to watch the Amazing Spiderman.”

“No one asked,” Riki said, pulling you along with him. You stumbled after him, disappearing into Stoker’s dorms. Despite yourself, you scanned every possible corner for a hint of Jay, a trace of his breath, the sound of his sardonic laughter. 

He wasn’t around.

–

Halfway through the second Scream movie, Riki announced that he had to take a massive shit. 

“And why did you choose to tell us that?” Jake asked, slapping Riki’s leg as he got up from his plush bed. 

Riki shrugged, shimmying between piles of laundry he had left on the floor. “I thought you might need to know about my bowel movements.”

“For what?”

“I don’t know, that’s up to you,” Riki said, leaving to use his ensuite. 

As soon as the door clicked shut, Jake scrambled on top of the bed to sit next to you. He had been sitting cross-legged on the floor; Riki had insisted that you sat next to him. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jake asked. 

“Tell you what?”

Jake gestured wildly. “That you had a crush on Riki. I guess I could have guessed, but like, come on. Instead, you sort of made me feel like, I don’t know, I might have had a chance at some point…”

Had you? “Uh, it sort of came out of nowhere,” you said, belatedly realizing that you had copied what Riki said almost verbatim.

Pushing his tousled hair back, Jake licked his lips and sighed. “Right. Right, yeah. It’s just that I feel like kind of a dick now.”

“You didn’t do anything,” you said awkwardly. 

“I mean, I don’t want to seem like I’m being pushy or that I’m entitled to anything, but you could have told me. Or Riki could have told me. I mean, like, you guys were pretty close and everything, but I didn’t think he was into dating…”

The name “Sieun” came to your lips, until you remembered that no one knew that Riki had dated Sieun. “Well-,”

“Like, you didn’t lead me on, I knew you had your own issues and all to sort out, but if you were going to date one of my best friends, I think it’s only fair to tell me. You know, out of…respect for my feelings? And so it wouldn’t be like I was hitting on my friend’s girl.”

If this was how Jake reacted to the mere idea of you and Riki getting together, you didn’t want to know how he’d react if he found out about you and Jay. “Sorry, Jake.”

Jake sighed again, his entire being seeming to deflate. “It’s fine, whatever. It’s cool.” After a period of silence, Jake said, “I don’t even care, you know? I mean, it wasn’t like it was serious. Like I like you and all, but it wasn’t serious.”

“Right.” Then you recalled what he had said at the party, when he had came out of the bathroom so flustered. “You said you had something to tell me, back at the party?”

“Oh. Yeah, that.” Jake slowly made his way to the floor again, one knee tucked into his chest, the other leg spread straight. He looked at the plasma-screen TV mounted to Riki’s wall blankly. “Well, I was going to ask you to go on the KC trip with me. I was going to pay for everything, but I guess Riki is going to take you now…”

You nodded, then realized he couldn’t see you. “Yeah.”

Jake bobbed his head up and down slowly, his lips pursed together. “Cool.” 

When Riki came back, Jake stood up as though being pulled by strings. “I’m gonna head in,” Jake muttered. “I’m still a little hungover.”

Riki clapped Jake on the back. “See you, Jake.”

Jake made a little wave, bid you goodnight, and left Riki’s bedroom. Riki sat down beside you and smiled. “So, what’d you guys talk about?”

“He had an episode,” you said flatly. 

“Perfect,” Riki said. “It’s all going according to plan. Now get out of my room.”

You didn’t have to be told that twice. “Good night,” you said, gathering your long skirt up and standing. 

“Good night,” Riki said, zipping his hoodie all the way up and covering his jet-black hair with his hood. “I mean, just night. Bad night. I hope your night is shit.”

You squinted at him. “You’re really bad at this.”

Riki had turned the lights out to fit the gloomy atmosphere of the movie, but you could make out his features via the light from the television. Suddenly, he looked older than his age. “I’m bad at it because I genuinely liked you a lot,” he said quietly. “I saw you as a friend, like a real friend. Everyone knows I really liked you. But you lied on one of my friends, and not something petty. You lied about something really fucked. I thought you’d be above doing something like that. It’s something… something I would probably do.”

“Riki-,”

He pointed at the door. “Out, before I lose my nerve.” 

You wouldn’t tell him the truth, couldn’t tell him the truth. He wouldn’t respect you at all if he knew what you did with the man who sexually assaulted you.

 With some horror, you realized that Riki didn’t know that Jake had a problem. If Riki kept pushing Jake, who knew what he would do? The only thing you could do is trust that Riki knew how to balance the scales of his bizarre game. 

The walk to Fawcett left you with far too much time to reflect. You knew that you had never fully had Jay, that he wouldn’t allow you to possess him in a tangible form. But you hadn’t realized that you would lose your friend, too.

[sleazyjester]

We already know about Sunny's, but what are other characters' favourite things to eat? What do they like to drink?

Basil: espresso/americano/capuccino to drink, and for food something comforting and warm, like beef stew or something. he tried going vegan like a hundred times but he's not ready for the commitment. i think he would go for angel cake as a dessert, or just granola bars.

Aubrey: alcohol probably, coke on casual days and as a favourite dish i think she would really enjoy sushi or ratatouille. her favourite dessert would probably be donuts, m&ms, or peeps.

Kel: orange joe for a drink, obvi, and i feel like he would enjoy crazy american combos like bacon and waffles, deep fried anything, probably raising canes, oh and empanadas. for dessert he would probably go for... the entire breakfast menu? i'm sure he's a big waffle/pancake/torrijas fan, and also sour gummies.

Hero: probably plain ol black coffee, blueberry lemonade or sparkling water (he's one of those..), milkshakes too. For food I think he likes trying out new things from time to time so his favourites change pretty often. his go to sweets would be... fruit tarts, tiramisu or chocolate chip cookies.

Jamie: Jamie loves decaf lattes, and sodas, and for food probably some classic chicken nuggets with fries, and birthday cake flavoured sweets. they've got a huge sweet tooth, so anything would do, except hard candy.

Brent: he loves coffee and hot cocoa, especially accompanied by a treat. for food, i would say he likes jollof rice, salads with all kinds of dressings, anything beef and a lot of salty snacks. he would always snack on some chips. for sweets, i'm inclined to say lava cake with ice cream on the side. he likes chocolate bars too, like snickers and bounty. he's got a full drawer of snacks in his room because his mom wouldn't let him eat too many while growing up.

Ash: he loves coffee to the point that it's a personality trait, and he usually gets a flavoured latte. avocado toast and sunny side up eggs for breakfast, alfredo pasta and salad for lunch, and fish with vegetables for dinner, specifically salmon. for dessert, he would go for a cinnamon roll or rugelach.

think that's it. for me i love lattes and dr pepper, and for food probably something really lame like a mcchicken or chilly cheese fries or pasta. for sweets.. i don't know. everything at once. i love chocolate and anything with a soft chewy texture.

[gyaru-wish]

What I think Yandere Simulator Characters would have for breakfast.

Ayano: A toast and coffee.

Taro / Hanako: Scrambled egg with bread and coffee with milk.

Info-chan: Miraculously, a loaf.

Osana: Waffles and yogurt.

Raibaru: Fruit salad and milk.

Sakyu / Inkyu: Freshly baked bread with jam and cheese and cranberry or grape juice.

Kuu: Fried egg and tea.

Horuda: Sandwich.

Toga: It's hard to say. It's something different every day.

Hazu: A bagel and some fruit juice.

Kyuji: Just yogurt.

Otohiko: A muffin and latte.

Amai: Pancakes and Coffee with cream.

Shoku: Fried egg and orange juice.

Seiyo: Bacon, sausage with fried eggs and coffee with orange juice.

Saki: Strawberry crepe with chocolate and coffee with milk.

Kenko: Salad and water.

Ajia: Sashimi.

Kizana: Salad and coffee.

Tsuruzo: Omelet and orange juice.

Riku: Blueberry pie and apple juice.

Kokona: Sandwich and water.

Shozo: Bread with cheese and yogurt.

Tokuko: Toast and lemonade.

Oka: Bread with marmalade.

Shin: Air.

Chojo: Monster Energy.

Supana: Air.

Daku: Apple cinnamon pie and milk.

Kokuma: A bowl of random fruits she finds on her fridge with yogurt.

Geijuu: Air.

Borupen: He angrily smashes some grapes with his bare hand and eats that.

Enpitsu: A croissant and a latte.

Maka: Lucky charms but instead of milk, she uses Orange juice.

Efude: Miyuki cereal and some packed juice.

Miyuji: Scrambled eggs and milk.

Gita: Coffee.

Beshi: Kiwi with honey and water.

Dora: Cheese sandwich and strawberry juice.

Kiba: Sausages with bread and juice.

Budo: 7 boiled eggs and Gatorade.

Sho: The thing he ate on dinner yesrerday.

Juku: Chips.

Mina: Fish, rice, salad, eggs and water.

Shima: Corn Flakes.

Fureddo: Instant ramen.

Rojasu: Large sandwich.

Sukubi: 9 hamburgers.

Dafuni: Pancakes with fruits and coffee.

Beruma: Two toasts and coffee.

Kaga: Some weird ass meal he invented.

Horo: Coke.

Yaku: Miyuki themed cookies and soda.

Meka: Smashed potatoes.

Homu: Air.

Asu: Watermelon slices and Rockstar energy.

Itachi: Nutritionally balanced meal.

Hojiro: The same thing Itachi had for breakfast the day before.

Unagi: Protein shake.

Iruka: Scrambled eggs, an Apple and berry juice.

Mantaro: Two boiled eggs and protein shake.

Uekiya: Water.

Himari: Smashed apples.

Sakura: Egg whites and almond milk.

Sumire: Tea.

Tsubaki: Sandwich and grape juice.

Gema: Air, sometimes some anime themed snack.

Ryuto: Chocolate.

Pippi: Instant ramen.

Midori: Kaga's weird ass meal but make it green.

Mai: Whatever thing a cute anime girl eats.

Osoro: A banana. That's it.

Umeji: Three cupcakes and monster energy.

Hokuto: Gatorade.

Gaku: Two onigiri.

Hayanari: A ciggie.

Dairoku: Meat and smashed potatoes. He eats lunch on breakfast.

Megami: Whatever thing her father orders ti their chef.

Kuroko: Traditional food.

Akane: Cat shaped onigiri and hot chocolate.

Shiromi: ...

Aoi: Burger and milkshake.

Musume: Air.

Kashiko: French fries with Cheese.

Hana: Green drink.

Kokoro: Froot Loops and milk in a Hello Kitty mug.

Hoshiko: Air.

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I missed doing one of these posts 🥹

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

The restaurant at the end of the world turns out to be a waffle house,

Now you might be thinking “Well, the world hasn't ended, and weren't you just on about rabbit holes?”

For -you- the world hasn't ended, maybe you missed it, and I was on about rabbit holes and vagueing about various animals [affectionately], I was setting up for a joke [reference?] but no one took the bait

This is odd -being in a waffle house, not people ignoring my attempts at humour- because I'm in northern Canada [though in Canada you get a bonus 5% to dad jokes and silly puns it's free for everyone], and I didn't know the states had snow this time of year, but that's immaterial really

Because this isn't Canada or anywhere else anymore, it's the end of the world

I'm doing something I can never actually do again, I'm sitting in a restaurant face to face with another person, no mask between me and food, or them, at the end of the world the virus can't get you [or that's what everyone is convinced of]

I'm asking about all day breakfast and how many kinds of oily meat and eggs they have on one platter, with waffles, preferably. I don't have to think about 102 food allergies here, or whether someone has contaminated my food, whether this meal could rob me of health for months to come, or permanently, I can just stuff my face with fat and protein and talk to this guy about the life span of chipmunks and various mustelids, maybe beavers or rabbits... This started with Beavers didn't it?

And the thought crosses my mind that this is what everyone else does daily without even having to think about it, the definition of taking things for granted,

Just sitting in a fucking restaurant

They can walk into a diner, order a slice of pie and eat it while striking up conversation with the guy who walked in behind them

I don't think another living person has seen my face in over 5 years except when I pull down my mask to buy alcohol or get an id photo taken

I see other people's faces though and I wish I didn't as much

They don't have to question if they are trading this experience -here and now- for everything that could have come after it every time, they just get to live in the here and now, like in this waffle house

I can't remember the last time I ate out anywhere, which -probably- means it went badly,

I can't have possibly known it would be my last time just being able to order and eat food in public,

I couldn't have made sure to make it count, or have a hasty do-over to pick which meal would be the last one, not my -last- one, but the last one before the world eneded

Was it when my ex invited me to the only pizza place I could still eat at, just to pick a fight with me? [As if they knew it might mean I wouldn't be able to eat there again, I had to stop ordering too because they started being super skimpy on the toppings and my order is too recognizable] They called it “neutral ground” like they just learned a new philosophy term that week but didn't actually know what it meant.

Was it the plain fries I hastily shoved down immediately after dental surgery and explicitly against all instruction? [I was fine I did not bite myself or burn myself, the anaesthetic wasn't ever going to last that long, and I know my safe limits], I kind of hope it was that, it was too many years ago though, or that time I bought packaged food and ate it at the picnic table outside the store that no one uses. There were seagulls,

It probably should have been a chip truck on a beach. It wasn't, but it should have been,

It could have been better whatever it was. I could have gone out of my way to find a place that still served chocolate shakes like the ones I remember from that diner in my childhood. I could have gone alone. I could have gotten grilled cheese. I could have had sushi again. I could have spent it talking with strangers instead of people who would become strangers. I could have had one of those really good diner burgers that seems meant for about three people, or one very hungry one,

I know what fast food sausages and bacon taste like, I remember... I think,

What were we talking about? Falling down rabbit holes, research for curiosity's sake and imagination too I guess. There was snow at the end of one tunnel. Do you know how many animals in Canada hunt in the snow by sensing what's beneath them?

I remember the last time I ate eggs at a diner they got shells in mine, I hate that unexpected crunch, but I'd have shells hiding in all my restaurant eggs forever if it meant I could safely eat at a restaurant again,

If I could breathe,

If face to face contact with other people wasn't exactly like having to hold my breath,

If being physically close to another person was still something other than abstraction to me,

If sitting at a diner was something other than a vivid memory,

That little hop foxes do to break through the crust on snow... Wolves do it too. Maybe you noticed your dog doing it on your mattress. Minx also do that, and skunks I imagine. Wolverines and those funny little white foxes. I didn't get a chance to joke about trying to dig out of a rabbit hole in deep snow only to meet something bigger, because someone dragged me to this waffle house instead, where I can eat enough that the waitresses watch our table and giggle, and contemplate the end of normalcy,

I don't have to tell him, at the end of the world, that this is all just pretend, that for me it could never be real. I could never sit here, I could never talk this close -across a table- from anyone, I'd be allergic to almost every food they have on their menu and live in fear of someone touching my food with unclean hands, or spitting in it, because it could kill me, he doesn't have to know and I don't have to bring it up, not at the restaurant at the end of the world...

I don't have to wonder how well they wash these plates, or if there's someone else's lipstick still on my glass... Scratch that, coffee mug... I don't even have to wonder if a waffle house actually serves you on real plates or with real coffee mugs, and I'm not too sensitive to alkaloids to drink coffee anymore... not at the end of the world,

Carrots made me sick the other day. Upset my stomach so much I got afraid I couldn't keep taking my medications... Turns out it was just the alkaloids again. I'd make a shit rabbit actually, I can't even keep a carrot down and half of what I can still eat is meat,

It's probably terrifying to be in a safe little snow tunnel and have something break down from on top of you out of nowhere, I wonder if there's much warning about that either, there can't really be, maybe a tension knowing it could always come down on you, but it also makes me wonder if there are any animals that hunt from beneath, A cozy bright white sparkling tunnel of diffused sun and the quiet impact of careful paws overhead... There are lots of animals in Canada that take down prey multiple times their size, but I don't know if any use snow as a cover for hunting, or if they just make burrows in it to hide,

Forgive me, I've been on an ill-advised amount of antihistamines and anti-inflammatories for weeks now, and -this- tunnel started with a question about beavers and you don't want to know what they were doing, something about desperate measures to survive and the removal of pleasure... Don't look it up, we already did,

That's how I fell down a rabbit hole and ended up at a waffle house at the end of the world,

It was never real anyway, just grown-ups with imaginations.

[bonefall]

This whole digression into informal field linguistics has me taking notes as well. Please anons keep educating us on the semantics of English chips, I'm furiously taking notes.

Same, this has actually been fascinating

I think the blog's been off-topic long enough though, so I'm gonna spare everyone from the other replies in the inbox about it. This is the last post in the Great Chippy War lmao

Here's everything else in the inbox though, for everyone who wants to see the other responses. Consensus seems to be that in British-English, a Proper English Chip is fat and a bit irregular, while a Fry is inherently thin cut. Contrast to American-English where fries are any deep-fried potato cut, and chip applies to thin-fried potato 'crisps.'

It is also generally agreed that McDonalds is not a chippy, mostly because the fries they serve are too thin.

"According to my sister’s British boyfriend: chip is an umbrella term but also thick fries . Skinny ones are fries"

"Bones I will put an end to This Fry vs. Chip Nonsense before it destroys us all- Fries: They are thin strips of deep-fried potatoes and served as a side dish- though can be it's own meal as well! Chips: They are chunky slices of potatoes that are THOROUGHLY seasoned with salt and served with battered fish!"

"A chippys always been a fish’n’chip shop from where I live. Like a shop that advertises itself as a fish’n’chip, not just a place that happens to serve fish and chips, ya know?"

"I would count Crinkle, Curly and Waffle as not proper English Fare!"

"Chippies usually sell only steak chips down in south England at least!!"

[emmaestrella]

Hiiii :DD Here's some questions, as promised :3

No pressure to answer any of these, and feel free to skip around/only answer certain ones

Who’s your favorite Greek god, and why? (mine is Artemis because she's a lesbian aroace (at least to me) and has a badass follower cult, she's pretty, nature, her twin brother is Apollo (music, poetry, etc), and yeah. She's just awesome and badass.)

Seven characters you relate to?

Favorite flower(s)?

Do you like singing, and if yes, are you a tenor, alto, mezzo, or soprano? (I'm an alto :D)

Left or right handed?

What's your favorite potato food? (Fries, mashed, chips, baked, etc)

Average time you fall asleep?

An underrated song you love? (one of mine would be Runs In The Family by Amanda Palmer)

Lemonade or tea?

Do you like where you live?

(Since it's appropriate today lmao) Do you celebrate the 4th of July?

An aesthetic (or 3) that you think fit you?

The name of one of your playlists? (the one I've been listening to a lot currently is Summer nights exploring the woods)

What's your favorite candle scent?

How are you?

What's your comfort food?

What's your favorite animal?

Did you know that you are loved? <33

Okay that's all for now!! Lemme know if you want more questions, and feel free (please) ask me some too!! Could even be the same questions :]

Byeeeee

-Mysterious

OO YAY QUESTIONS!!

ok sooo

my favorite greek goddess is hestia, i feel like she’s always forgotten and she seems like she would be such a lovely person, especially being goddess of the hearth, i feel like she would give really really nice hugs

seven (thats a lot) characters i relate to are: uhm nina zenik (the vibes are there), annabeth chase (gifted kid), kataara from ATLA, amity blight, gwen from spiderverse, kat stratford from 10 things i hate about you, and pidge from voltron

my favorite flower is gerber daisies :D

i do like singing!! i’m not very good on my own but i’m okay when i’m singing along and i do not know what my vocal range is

i’m a rightie!!

my favorite potato food is probably french fries (i really like waffle cut or crinkle cut)

depends, i usually fall asleep around 10:30 during the school year but i’ll stay up till 11:30-12 over breaks

ooh an underrated song i love is literally anything by chloe ament but i really love evangeline or dining room table by her!!

lemonade 100% (i don’t like tea)

i like my town but i hate the state i live in so no :/

my family does, so i’ll get dressed up but i’m only in it for the food

ooh another tough one, i think indie, cottagecore, and fairycore!

most of my playlists don’t have like long names but i do have “female rage: the musical” based on this one post taylor nation made about the ttpd eras tour set being called that

i love anything vanilla/sugar scented!!

i’m doing good today!! how are you?

my comfort food is campbells chicken noodle soup probably

my favorite animal is rosg maple moths :D

i did <33 and you’re loved too <3

[kushblazer666]

Something that took me way too long to learn that I thought I'd pass along:

"Picky eaters" are, in fact, picky.

When you offer something to eat to someone who has preferences for certain foods, and they say, "No, thank you," it's because they don't like what you've made, or because they like other things more.

It's not because your food is unpredictable, and they don't *know* if they like it.

Here's the thing:

If I make taco soup for a neurodiverse child and they love it, then they believe they love taco soup. The soup has ground beef, a bag of frozen mixed veggies, some beef broth, and taco seasoning. It's served with tortilla chips, and it's tasty.

And if, perhaps, the next time I make it, I add beans and a can of tomatoes?

I think it's excellent that way.

But it's the *same* taco soup as the one they remember. And maybe they can stand the texture of beans, or the acid of tomatoes.

They know that -- they just don’t know that they feel like they've been tricked.

Taco soup isn’t supposed to be one thing, every time.

If I say we're having "tacos" and one time it's chicken and one time it's ground beef and another time it's carnitas, that child can know whether "tacos" are something they can eat.

"Stir fry?" Forget it. Way too few variables.

Bananas aren’t variable.

Neither are apples.

But you know what does have variables?

Amy's frozen enchiladas.

Bread and peanut butter.

Add-hot-water-and-eat instant pho.

Taco Time meal number 8 with chicken, corn tortillas and a root beer.

Frozen gluten-free waffles.

Those are never the same every single time, no matter what.

If, God help me, I make chili mac (or hamburger macaroni, or hamburger helper, or whatever you call noodles and meat and tomato sauce all combined in a pan,) and I make it different every time? Then that child will be able to eat chili mac, even if it's not their favorite food.

Two of my kids went through a phase where they could only eat certain things, and I could always understand why they could love something one day and hate it a week later.

Turns out it's my creative, delicious, never-changing, unadaptable cooking.

I'm hoping this latest child with food preferences will adapt and overcome -- one of my older kids, who was at one point down to a list of six foods, just made excellent gumbo for Christmas and a plate of fantastic stir-fried rice at midnight tonight.

So if you're wondering why your kid wants to eat fast food but not your cooking?

It's entirely possible that it's because they hate your cooking, or because they love fast food.

It's because they don’t know they don't hate fast food. And they're sure they're going to hate whatever you're making.

(Comments, insight, discussion, empathy, as always, are welcome. But please give me advice on children and food preferences unless you have raised neurodiverse children with food aversions, have had to deal with being gluten-free and/or dairy-free for years, and understand the biology and psychology behind texture and taste sensitivities. Anyone who comments anything along the lines of, "Make them eat what's available -- eventually they're break down and eat" will be celebrated. It's like saying, "I know they're a vegetarian, but if they're hungry enough, they'll eat steak and like it." It's helpful and kind.)

Pictured is the very excellent gumbo we had for Christmas dinner.

[1randomperson15]

5, 14, 16, 29, and also 30 - what's your favourite pastime?

5. favorite form of potato?

Crispy waffle fries or creamy potato soup but there's very little you can do wrong with potatoes

14. do you think you’re dehydrated?

Not currently, but funny story about that I'm currently visiting my sister and living in her dorm and from what I can tell they don't really have glassware so for the first few days the only water I drank was stolen from my sister's water bottle, but I got my own so I'm good now lmao.

16. thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

Love it, it's my favorite non fruity ice cream flavor (orange ice cream is my favorite, but lemon and lime are good too)

29. preferred pasta noodle?

For noodles specifically, I don't think I have one really, but my favorite pasta in general is ravioli (know there is a 90% that I'm eating it with chopsticks tho)

30. what's your favourite pastime?

Video games, specifically playing something that is hardwired into me at this point (ie. cuphead, hollow knight godhome, smash bros classic, mc pk) while I have some podcast or something in the background. It's usually very relaxing

[thetragicallynerdy]

Saw a poll about best potatoes that got me thinking

[incyray]

If you have eaten the food before, pick a different one you don’t recognize!

I didn’t even know Taylor Ham was a weird New Jersey food, I grew up with that shit I thought it was just a regular ass deli meat you get on your breakfast sandwhich

You never know which local food is actually wacky until you hear about it from an outside perspective; sometimes you really don’t realize how unusual your own normal is!

Wacky is relative, but wacky is also new and fun. Go try a wacky new food!

I think I’m going to try to make watergate salad c:

[missmeowzers]

thanks for the tag @backwardshirt !!

barbie or oppenheimer// ketchup or mustard // crinkled fries or curly fries // robots or dinosaurs // silly hats or silly socks // spring or autumn // harry potter or lord of the rings // vacation or staycation // day or night // board games or video games // books or movies // money or love // milkshake or iced coffee // waffles or pancakes // chocolate or candy // beach or pool // laundry or dishes // take-out or dine-out // fantasy or sci-fi // lays or pringles

a lil background for my answers: I've seen neither barbie or Oppenheimer so I went with my gut feeling 😂

potatoes is potatoes, but I like the curly shape a smidgen more

I'm picky about condiments and what I'm dipping things in so I usually don't. but a soft pretzel with grainy mustard is delish

both robots and dinos are awesome but robots lean more sci-fi

I am not a hat person sadly

autumn tends to have nicer weather where I live

lotr without question, easy answer

I wanna go somewhere new, I can stay home anyday

I'm more active at night

card games wasn't an option, I picked the next best one

books bc it let's me use my ~imagination~

love won out but money was very tempting 🤑

I live on caffeine

pancakes are doughier, therefore better

I love both chocolate and candy but get chocolate more often

I like to feel the sand under my feet, and it's nice to be in a natural environment

going out to eat gives me a reason to look pretty and do makeup and wear something other than work clothes and sweats 😂

I love my dishwasher, I'd load that all day over folding laundry

sci-fi can incorporate fantasy elements, so I think it's the best of both

I like not paying for air with my chips lol

I'll no pressure tag @treeprince @happyfear @chocolatecatcupcakecheese

[httpiastri]

Questions for “Last Christmas” (extremely random): How tall are you? Thoughts on mint chocolate chip? Favorite form of potato? Favorite form of pasta? Tea order? Something you’re proud of yourself for? Have you ever gone to therapy? Pet peeves? How many tabs do you have open right now? 💞

i'm 174cm tall (google says 5'8.5 feet?) !! well my problem is that i can't do mint at all, i think i'm like... not allergic but almost? because something goes pretty wrong whenever i eat mint 🙃 so no mint chocolate chip for me!

too many good forms of potato to choose just one... i really love tater tots lol even though i have them maybe once per year. in sweden we have something called potatisbullar (i would translate it to potato buns?) which is kind of like a big tater tot, but in the form of a patty. very common in schools, but i always have a bag in the freezer and pop them in the oven, and 20 minuter later i have the best meal ever 🤤 we also have a kind of potato pancake that i really love!! and waffle fries are amazing too. soft potatoes > crispy potatoes. and potato gratin!!! pasta doesn't matter a lot to me, it depends on what kind of sauce imo. penne is great though, works with almost everything!!

i don't actually drink tea... idk, there's just something about it that sits wrong with me. i've tried so many types, but nope. i love ice tea though (the european version, not american) !!

i'm actually proud of myself for being so good with the kids i coach. it's not often that i feel proud of myself for something, but i can sometimes acknowledge that i'm doing a good job with the girls and then i get happy and proud of myself over that <3 i started going to a therapist this fall actually, i went to someone else two times before this summer but we did not click at all (he told me that i need to be angry more 🤨 sorry sir but i am not going to force myself to be angry) lol

oooo a recent pet peeve of mine is girls who have like really high ponytails? idk why?? i used to think they looked really cool and even did them myself, but now i don't wanna look at them. and idk if it counts as a pet peeve but i just can't take people chewing on ice cream (like the water-based ones, ice lollies or whatever)? i get goosebumps just thinking about it?? chewing on regular ice is okay, but i just shivered imagining myself chewing on ice cream, no kidding

i cleaned out all of my tabs and windows yesterday so now i only have one window open with 19 tabs!! feeling tidy 👍