#mcu recipe

[siamesephoenixrandomideatank]

Challenge: Thanos Soup(that makes him proud)

By weight

50% Water 50% Solid -25% Vegetables/Fruits/Carbs -25% Proteins

Which include nutrients of: 20% carbs 20% Proteins 20% Minerals 20% Vitamins 20% Fat

Must include balance of: Sweetness Acidity Saltines Bitterness Savoriness/Umami and Pungent

I guess this is how to make a soup of Thanos.

[cosmicbrowni3s]

bucky was frl going thru it in cacw liiiike 😭 bro had his own flat, his own whisk, fridge n everything and everything went to shit cs z*mo wanted to be a bitch

[capt-carter-mostly-official]

Would anyone like to come over for dinner? I accidentally used a double recipe and enjoy hosting friends — nothing fancy, just food and possibly a board game after

Edit: quick note, if anyone who wants to come is fasting for Ramadan, let us know so we can make sure you can eat with us(I’m not Muslim so I’m not certain when Iftar is, but we are fine with eating at whatever time it happens to be)

[nerdishnerd]

Hot ones with Hugh and Ryan. Different reactions to things too spicy to eat by humans. (via Make a GIF)

[kingoftieland]

Celebrate Cinco de Mayo the Marvel way with some Hulk Tacos! Inspired by the scene in Avengers: Endgame where the Jade Giant kindly replaced Ant-Man’s tacos, these tasty tostadas are sure to please. Check out the recipe HERE! 🌮

[lemonlillybee]

Y is for Yummy

Title: Y is for Yummy 

@halloweenie-event Prompt: Pumpkin Pie

@flufftober Prompt: Secret Family Recipe

Summary: Tony and Peter bake a pie together

Word Count: 496

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“Are you going to let me take a look at that recipe?” Tony leans over and makes a show of trying to see what’s on the notecard Peter is holding. Peter grunts in protest and slaps it face down against his chest, his fingers pressing hard against the worn, discolored paper.

“Nope! It’s a secret family recipe.”

“It kind of sounds like it’s the recipe from the back of a can of Libby’s pumpkin puree,” Tony laughs, and Peter laughs along with him, sneaking a peek at the notecard in his hands before pressing it back against his chest.  

“Yeah, um…May says it’s…it’s from my mom,” Peter replies, his voice growing quiet. 

“A true Parker Pumpkin Pie, then, huh?” 

Peter blinks a few times and shakes his head a little. “Yeah, if you don’t keep trying to change things up. Just listen to my instructions, I know that’s hard for you,” he smirks, then expertly ducks to avoid the dishtowel that comes flying in his direction. 

Once they get the pies into the oven, Peter tucks the notecard into his back pocket and dumps all of the dishes into the sink to soak. He hops up onto a stool at the kitchen island and Tony sits next to him, sliding close until their arms are almost touching. Pushing his sleeves up before he leans forward, elbows on the counter, Peter rests his chin in his hands and stares at the oven. He’s lost in thought for a moment, eyes glistening slightly as they reflect the light from above the stove. There’s a smudge of flour on the side of his nose, and Tony’s pretty sure the tiny dots across his forearm is pumpkin, bright orange and nearly the same size as the light freckles scattered across his skin, not yet completely faded from the summer.   

Tony leans over slightly, nudging Peter with his shoulder. “You’re the messiest baker I’ve ever worked with, you know that?” 

Peter looks sideways at him, nostrils flaring like he’s trying to hold in a laugh. 

“You’re the nosiest person I’ve ever baked with,” he counters. Then, “thank you.” 

“Anytime Roos,” Tony replies softly. “Although, if you really want to thank me, a piece of pie would do the trick.” 

“Why do you think we baked two pies?” Peter asks, eyes twinkling. “But we’ll have to wait for it to cool before we can eat it. Parker Pumpkin Pie is best served chilled. With whipped cream. A lot of whipped cream.” 

Tony nods. “Alright then. Go pick out a movie for us to watch. I’ll get the pie out of the oven when it’s done.” He checks the timer on his watch, then looks up to watch Peter head to the living room. “And please, do not make me watch Star Wars again.” 

“Star Wars? Okay, if you insist!” Peter calls back, his laughter filling the air like music, and Tony rolls his eyes and grabs the oven mitts, his smile wide.

[kalebsmom]

Loki Recipes for the Holidays

[acatgirl-uwu]

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[receitadahora]

The Interactive Delight of My Cafe Restaurant Game Apk v2024.4.0.0

Welcome to the enchanting world of “My Cafe“! This is a restaurant game that is not just a game but an experience. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to run your own cafe? Well, here’s your chance to find out. Get ready to immerse yourself in the universe of “My Cafe: Recipes & Stories”, one of the most popular coffee games currently available for Android. APK Minecraft Android…

[thecosmiccircus]

Cosmic Cuisine: A Marvelous Meal Inspired by 'The Marvels'

Get ready everyone, the newest Marvel movie is finally in theaters! The Marvels stars Captain Marvel (Brie Larson), Monica Rambeau (Teyonah Parris), and Ms. Marvel (Iman Vellani) in one heck of a superhero mix-up. Not only are these 3 incredible ladies mixing it up with the baddies, they’re mixing it up between themselves. For some reason every time they use their powers they swap places with…

[pancreasrecipes]

Village-Style Curried Chicken, from The Official Wakanda Cookbook. Serves closer to eight.

There is a lot of curry powder, which adds flavor without making it necessarily spicy. The meat falls off the bone and it’s tender enough to not need a knife.

[buckets-and-trees]

Mob Bucky walking into the kitchen and picking you up to carry you out to the bedroom when you spent whole day cooking. You argue that you still need to bake two pies and make a salad, or something, but Bucky doesn't care.

"You spent the past two days on your feet. Now you're gonna spend the next twenty four hours on your back. Maybe on hands and knees, if I feel like it."

Hahahaha! Because we WOULD. But it's our chef heart!

Fandom: MCU Collection: Devour Title: CUSTARD Characters/Pairings: Mob Boss!Bucky x female!Chef!Reader Word Count: 687

Content Warnings: referenced smut (vaginal penetration/fucking, oral: female receiving), mob boss Bucky

Logistical Notes: Takes place after the series (shh, I know I'm still working on the final chapter). Prompt from the ask in bold italics, and notching a Naughty prompt from @the-slumberparty's Naughty or Nice challenge in plain bold.

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James was calling your name, but you didn’t hear him until he was in the kitchen with you.

“What the hell are you doing?”

You didn’t register the dangerous chill in his tone either, too busy skimming your fingers back over the recipe you were studying, frowning back at the mixture in the metal bowl whipping up in front of you.

“Mmm,” you hummed, completely focused on your work, “will you taste this?” You reached for one of the small spoons in a jar on the counter, dipped it into the bowl, and held it out for your mob boss.

He crossed the kitchen and was at your side in an instant. You only looked his way briefly enough to thrust the spoon into his mouth just as he opened it to speak again. You reached for another spoon to taste the custard’s current status for yourself.

“It definitely needs the nutmeg,” you murmured, wondering why the recipe you were referencing didn’t have any listed.

“You definitely need to be out of this kitchen!” James ordered.

You whipped your head back to glare at him. “I promised I would bring pie to the brunch, James.”

“And you’ve already made one.”

“But I didn’t make that pie for the brunch! It’s the backup pecan pie, and everyone deserves to have pie that was intended for the brunch. Pecan pie is not a proper brunch pie,” you argued. “I really should make a fruit pie to go along with this buttermilk pie, too,” you added for yourself, tone dropping back to your concentrated cooking tone.

“No! I forbid it!”

“You forbid it?”

“Yes, I forbid it! Against my better judgement, I tolerated you cooking the holiday meal with our families, but you spent the past two days on your feet when you’re supposed to be off, chef.”

He pulled the spoon out of your right hand and the spatula out of your left, flung them onto the counter, and flung you over his shoulder.

“James Buchanan Barnes!”

He didn’t speak as he walked you out of the kitchen and down the hallway. You squirmed a bit – knowing with all his strength there was no way he would let you fall, but also wanting to protest over being dragged away from your task.

He tossed you unceremoniously onto the bed and was on you immediately.

His large frame trapped you beneath him, though you tried to squirm away. He took each of your hands and pinned them in one of his above your head, while his other hand grabbed your jaw and angled your face for him to perfectly capture your lips in a kiss. He forced his tongue against yours, and immediately you could taste the sweetness of the custard still lingering in his mouth. He kissed you until you stopped struggling, softening beneath him. He released your hands, and you wound one around his neck and the other through his hair. His free hand didn’t stay free for even a second before it was palming your breast through your shirt, and you moaned.

Finally, he broke of the kiss, but only moving his head back a fraction of an inch.

“Damn you,” you breathed against his lips, but you knew from the look in his eyes that he knew he’d demanded and earned your utter and complete surrender.

“You’re going to spend the next twenty-four hours on your back,” he said. He pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then drew the heat along your jaw and down your neck. The desire in your core was fully ablaze, and you could feel how wet you were already growing between your thighs.

He nipped at your collarbone, and you gasped.

“Maybe on hands and knees if I feel like it,” he added as he ripped the front of your shirt open.

The audacity of this man! you thought while you could still think.

An audacity that you gladly put up with until well after midnight as he had you cumming more than once on his cock, then woke up to first thing with his head between your thighs.

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I PROMISE ONE DAY I WILL FINISH THE FINAL CHAPTER, I JUST CAN'T HELP IT THAT PEOPLE KEEP SENDING FANTASTICALLY INSPIRATIONAL ASKS THAT TURN INTO THESE LITTLE ADDITIONAL SCENES FOR THEIR FUTURE!

[parkerpeter24]

Hi sweetie! if you're taking requests I would like to request an imagine. The subway scene in TASM where Peter's hand gets stuck with a girl's shirt and it rips off 😂, similarly with MCU! Peter in his room the same thing happens with the reader? It's up to you if they are dating or bff. It's totally okay if you don't feel like writing it. Have a great day ☺️

love the idea! the ending’s bad, bye 😭

pairing ➳ peter parker x reader.

masterlist

peter was not at his own house– which he often wasn’t. so you didn’t care. may was trying to make shepherd’s pie for dinner and you could hear the simmering of oil and the chopping board being used.

peter’s bed was nice and warm. plus it smelled like him. you scrolled through your phone to pass the time until he was finally home.

suddenly you heard clattering from the kitchen, making you jump into action as you rushed to see what had happened.

“is everything okay?” you asked peter’s aunt.

she sighed, picking up a few utensils that had fallen down, “just a mishap, sweetie.”

“um, can i help?” you didn’t wait for a reply as you helped her pick up the scattered pots, placing them back in the small cupboard under the stove.

“can you get me the frozen peas from the refrigerator?” she asked kindly as she continued to stirr whatever was in the pan, “i think it needs a few more veggies.”

you followed her orders and soon enough you ended up with something that didn’t feel like tasting, “um... are we sure that-”

“we’ve followed the right recipe, it’s going to be alright.” she gave you a smile, “why don’t you go see if peter’s back, and we can have dinner.”

you nodded and quickly made your way to his room, with the purpose to warn him or what was about to come. the first thing you noticed when you entered his room was peter falling to the ground, just in his boxers.

you gasped, rushing over to your boyfriend and kneeling down, “peter, what happened? are you alright?”

he groaned and shuffled to sit up on the floor, “it was a hard day... at the stark internship.” he leaned his head against your neck.

“why are you um... not wearing anything?” you voiced your concern, feeling bad for the poor boy. he looked so tired.

neither you or may were a big fan of tony stark anymore. he had your favorite boy tired all the time.

“was trying to change.” he sighed, sitting back against the bed.

“you know what me and may ruined today? shepherd’s pie.”

he chuckled, shaking his head as he took a moment to gather himself, then got up. you got up with him, letting him place an arm around your shoulders as you walked him to his closet.

the second he tried to pull back his hand, you felt your t-shirt go slide down your shoulder. your eyes widened slightly, trying to pull the sleeve back up but it was as if peter’s hand was stuck to it.

he tugged again gently, seemingly panicking the same as you, “i’m sorry i...” you felt yourself being pulled towards him everytime he tried to take his hand off, “i’m so sorry.”

you just watched him trying to pull his hand back but nothing was happening. he groaned slightly and pulled back his hand harshly, sending a ripping sound resonating throughout the room.

you gasped, trying to cover yourself up as you were left in just your bra, the torn material of your t-shirt just stuck to his hand, “oh my god!” your arms crossed over your chest, hugging yourself as peter turned red.

he put his hand– which was stuck to your t-shirt– to his eyes, feeling his whole face warm up, “i’m sorry- i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to!” his voice was an octave higher as he continued to apologise.

“dinner’s getting-” you turned around to look at may and quickly rushed to hide behind peter as a yelp left your mouth.

peter looked at his aunt, only turning a brighter shade of pink as he understood what it must look like to a third person. he was standing in just his boxers and you– with your t-shirt stuck to his hands, “may, it’s not what it looks like-”

“you guys use protection.” she waved her finger at you two before closing the door after herself.

a smack landed peter’s head and he looked around, “ow!”

“don’t look at me!”

peter blushed even more as he turned away, letting you dig into his closet. you put on one of his t-shirts before facing him, “you’re shameless, aren’t you?”

“what did i do!?” he whined, “you can look at me in my boxers, but i can’t see your bra?”

you felt your face warm up, giving him a stern look, “i didn’t choose to strip out of my clothes here.”

“right.” peter sighed, “i’m sorry this happened, i’m just stressed...”

“peter.” you held his face gently, “there are ways other than sex to deal with stress.”

his eyebrows pulled together, “what? this has nothing to do with sex!”

you titled your head the slightest, “you don’t wanna have sex with me?”

“no!” his eyes widened when he watched your face drop, “i mean yes! i-i do. obviously, i do. when the time is right...”

“then why did you rip my t-shirt?” you looked confused and peter didn’t know where to run to.

“it happened, accidentally.” he sighed, trying to wave his hand around to let the piece of fabric go. it finally fell to the floor, “can we just stop talking about this now?”

“okay... put on some clothes and let’s go eat that shepherd’s die- i mean pie.”

[tyrantisterror]

Top ten versions of Mary Jane Watson?

Original recipe, complete with the horribly dated 60's slang, and especially when drawn by John Romita Sr.

Ultimate Universe Gwen Stacy, who fills the Mary Jane Watson role in that universe of existing to be an obstacle to the primary romance lead (which, in the Ultimate Universe, was Mary Jane Watson) and, like 616 MJ before her, was the far more interesting character with a more unique dynamic with Peter because of it.

Michelle Jones from the MCU, who I am apparently in the minority camp of thinking she IS actually a great adaptation of MJ, taking how MJ would have been perceived in the 60's (i.e. as an intriguing weirdo who bucks social norms very confidently) and adapts it to the radically different youth culture of the 2010s/2020s.

- 10. The rest of them basically, almost all adaptations of Mary Jane file off her personality in favor of making her a generic love interest. Well, ok, Insomniac Spider-Man just made her Lois Lane instead, but still.

[binabees]

Listen Shuri X Namor is an enemies to lovers ship in a major franchise that has two people of color in it.

IN THE MOVIE their relationship was put in the context of BEAUTY AND THE BEAST.

With that, they also have Hades Persephone vibes He kidnapped the daughter of a Queen and brought her to the underworld…. Like??? Hello?

He gives her his mothers bracelet. Shows her his kingdom and practically proposes.

THE WAY HE WAS LOOKING AT HER LOVE A BLACK WOMAN TO INFINTY

And THEN Shuri uses the bracelet he gave her to finally accomplish something she has struggled to.

Shuri can’t bring herself to end him because they ARe alike. She cannot deny the kinship they have in tragedy and love for their people. He holds a unique position in life that very few people including herself shares.

After getting his ass beat he goes and draws them together on a wall. Then gets giddy at thre idea that one day she will turn to him.

Both sides are painted sympathetically.

AND Neither one dies!

And y’all don’t want to ship them because of a fictional age gap when they’re both adults and immortal/mortal ships are pretty normal in fantasy AND THE MCU ahem Jane and Thor

Yes he killed her mom. But did you miss the ENEMY part of Enemies to Lovers? It’s in the recipe babes.

Add the angst tag to your fic babes and you’ll be aight.

[korraofthereef]

I just realized now rewatching TFATWS how Bucky is never really a prioritized character. He was the secondary bad guy of the movie Captain America: The Winter Soldier (not even the first, regardless that his character was in the title)… Captain America: Civil War mainly prioritized on the feud between Tony and Steve, Bucky and the other super soldier were the just motive behind their falling out. And finally, the saddest in my opinion, The Falcon and The Winter Soldier was supposed to settle on a mixed storyline between the two namesakes. . . Personally, I feel like the only times their story’s came together was when they were on a mission, or when Bucky was at the boat. The rest of everything was focused on to Sam. Whenever a strong changing point in the plot was happening Bucky would be pushed aside (e.g. when Sam went solo in the tunnel to deal with Karli and Sharon, mean while Bucky was sent off with John Walker and not even a single punch was thrown) and Sam got all of the takedown glory.

I realize that the show was supposed to showcase how Sam becomes Captain America despite all of the criticism towards POC, I was just hoping we’d get a little more Bucky, too, all things considered of how he went through nearly a century of being brainwashed, manipulated, tortured, (possibly) prostituted… it would have been interesting to see more of a spin on Bucky’s grief and him and Sam talking through it a bit.

Idk, maybe I’m just delusional.

But ISTG Bucky better have more of a forefront plot line in Thunderbolts.

Also, Marvel has got to tone down the super soldier factors in their movies and tv shows. Every time they add more super soldiers to the mix, or they bring up more super serum recipes, it’s completely taking out the uniqueness of Steve and Bucky. . . I mean come on, what if they just made everyone the hulk? It begins to make people question if the MCU is trying to replace the originals.