#milk cream separator brand

[mawrmyy]

sugar 'n cream

Joel Miller x f!reader

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warnings:

18+ !!! minors dni please !!! smut, messy blowjobs, f!masturbation, tooth-rotting fluff, writing soft!husband!joel has become my brand at this point, pet names (angel, baby, perfect girl), lmk if i missed anything :)

You’ve fallen into a routine of waking up to the smell of brewing coffee every sunday morning.

Today is no different. Your eyelids flutter open gently, the burnt, earthy smell climbing upstairs to your bedroom. 

You linger in it, let yourself sink deeper into the white sheets as the scent envelops you, the familiarity of it feeling like a warm embrace. 

You can’t help but smile. You know he’s downstairs, probably pouring the dark coffee into two separate mugs; one for each of you. He knows exactly how you like your coffee, but he never gets it quite right. 

You love him for that. 

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes with the back of your knuckles, you begin to get up, the sheets rustling and twisting beneath you as you do. The floor tiles are cool against your bare feet, jolting you further awake as you tiptoe downstairs, hand lightly grazing the railing.

He’s there— broad shoulders facing you, muscles moving beneath his shirt as he pours the last drops of coffee into one of two mugs on the counter. You see him eye the sugar, contemplating whether or not to attempt sweetening your drink just how you like it. It makes you smile. 

You decide to help him solve the dilemma, walking towards him. 

He’s so warm. You feel the heat he radiates before you even wrap your arms around his waist, pressing a sweet kiss between his shoulder blades before resting your forehead there. He hums, and the vibration of it sends shivers throughout your whole body, you’re sure you feel him in your bones. 

“Mornin’, Baby,” Joel says softly. You hum in acknowledgement, unmoving from your position against his body, whining in protest when he tries to change positions. He chuckles, gruff and hearty, and you give in, loosening your grip on him. He turns over in your arms as he leans his back against the counter, and you lean your chin on his chest, looking up at him. He’s smiling at you, and it’s so soft and sweet, you’re sure your heart is going to burst out of your chest. 

Joel ducks his head down and kisses you, one big hand coming up to cup your cheek. A content sigh leaves your throat, and you feel him smile against your lips as his thumb softly caresses your cheekbone. 

You miss the warmth of his mouth as soon as you break apart. You grumble, your head nestling against his chest, ear against his thrumming heart. 

“Wanted to wake you up with coffee in bed,” Joel says. “Been workin’ real hard this week, Baby. Thought you could use the extra sleep.” He’s right, of course. He always is. He knows you so well, your Joel, always attentive, listening to your constant rambling and ranting as he holds you close to him on the couch after every long day. He’s so sweet, so good to you. 

You lean up, kissing him once again, this time shorter and sweeter. 

“I love you,” You tell him, because it’s true. He smiles, tugging you a little bit closer to him. 

“Never know how much sugar to put in your coffee, Baby,” Joel tells you. You huff out a laugh, reluctantly pulling yourself away from his body to pull out a milk carton from the fridge. You feel Joel’s gaze on you, burning a hole through your head as you pour the milk into your coffee, the dark brown shade of it softening to a lighter, caramel-like color.  

Before you can reach for the drawer to pull out a spoon for the sugar, Joel’s handing you one. It’s a normal teaspoon, but it looks comically small in his large hand. You take it from him, mumbling a thank you, Baby as you sweeten your coffee. His hand, the one that was handing you a spoon a moment ago, falls to the small of your back, and you revel under his touch. The two of you take a sip of your coffee simultaneously, and you smile into the mug as both of you find the other’s eyes. 

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Joel likes his coffee black, black, black. You don’t understand why someone would choose to drink something that tastes like charcoal and burnt shit out of their own free will, but right now, as you kiss him, your tongue against his, you think you might not mind the flavor. 

He’s got you pushed up against the counter, marble digging into your lower back as he trails open-mouthed kisses up and down the column of your throat. His hands rest on either side of your hips, thumbs drawing circles on your waist. You’re breathing him in, holding the back of his head in the palm of your hand as his mouth nips and licks at your throat, kissing every sliver of bare skin his lips can find. Lost in the moment, you let your mind go completely blank with nothing but Joel.

Your man.

Your big, strong, capable man, always so good to you, so selfless. You know for a fact that he’d give you the world— he’s just waiting for you to ask him to. 

Your body moves on instinct, sinking to your knees before you even realize what you’re doing. Worshiping Joel is muscle memory at this point. Your hands travel up and down the outsides of his thighs, the fabric of his jeans rough and dry against the palms of your hands. You had asked him once, who the hell wears Jeans on their day off? He’d just huffed out a laugh and kissed you sweetly, and that was the end of the conversation.

Your fingers work at his belt, shakily unbuckling it, pulling it loop by loop before letting it fall to the floor beside you. Joel is looking down at you, eyes wide and dark and full of love and everything else that’s unsaid. His hand cups your face and you melt into his touch, nuzzling against him like a housecat basking in the warmth of a fireplace. 

“Baby,” Joel says from where he stands above you. His voice rasps around every vowel, lust dripping from it like honey. “Y’don’t gotta do that, c’mere. I’ll make you feel real good, Darlin’. Let me make you feel good.” You smile up at him, at your man, always putting your pleasure before his own. You shake your head softly, unbuttoning his jeans.

“Wanna make you feel good, Joel.” You say as you work the zipper down. His eyes never leave yours. Not as his pants fall around his ankles, or as you plant a kiss on his tan thigh. Not even as you palm his half-hard cock through his boxers, cupping him through the fabric. 

“Always taking such good care of me,” You say as you begin to pull his boxers down, kissing the newly revealed skin of his soft tummy. “Let me return the favor.” You keep tugging his boxers off slowly, pressing your lips softly to every inch of bare skin your greedy mouth can latch onto. You smile to yourself as you feel Joel’s breath hitching, the uneven rise and fall of his stomach against your curled lips. Your own breath catches in your throat as soon as Joel’s boxers fall to his ankles, his cock standing hard and proud before you, a bead of precum on the tip. 

This isn’t anything new. You and Joel have been together for a long time now, finally tying the knot last autumn after dating for five years. He takes such good care of you, showing his love in ways that range from sending you pictures of every heart-shaped object he comes across, to fucking you deep into the mattress until you’re screaming out his name. But still, you almost never get to love on him like you wish you could. He’s always so preoccupied with making you feel good, he doesn't realize that seeing him come undone for you has your sweet cunt clenching around nothing. 

You reposition yourself on your knees, making yourself as comfortable as the cold tile will allow, before taking Joel’s cock in your hand. He groans at the contact, your warm hand closing tightly around the thick base of him. The sound spurs you on, and you lean in to press a sweet kiss to the leaking tip. Joel’s hand flies to your hair, fisting it tightly. 

“Shit, Angel,” His voice is deep and gruff. You keep pressing feather-light kisses along the length of his dick, riling him up. “Fuck, go easy on me, Baby. Don’t tease me— shit,” You take him into your mouth, lips wrapping around the tip of his cock, tongue rubbing the sweet spot right beneath the head. The groan that Joel lets out is so primal and animalistic, you’re sure it’s been brewing in his chest for a while now. His hips stutter as he holds himself back from fucking your throat, and you take him deeper, mind hazy with the need to make him feel good, craving his sweet moans and groans. 

Joel is muttering about your perfect lips, and about what a good girl you are, taking him so well. His praise spurs you on, has you moaning and humming around his cock. 

But it’s not enough. You need more of him.

You pull your lips off of his dick with a wet pop! sound, spit dripping down your chin. Joel loosens his grip on your hair, confused. 

“Want you to fuck my throat,” You blurt out bluntly. Joel’s eyes go wide at your request. 

“Fuck– R’you sure?”He asks. You nod enthusiastically. “Don’t wanna hurt you,” He says, a little softer. His hand comes to rest on your cheek, his eyes wide with affection and worry. You hum, nuzzling into his touch, a smirk gracing your lips.

“Someone’s self absorbed,” You joke. Joel snorts, rolling his eyes.

“Goddamn smartass,” He replies, and you laugh. You press a light kiss to his lower tummy, his pubic hair scratching against your skin, before looking back up to him with a soft smile.

“M’serious,” You tell him. “Want you. Want all of you.” Joel inhales deeply.

“My perfect fuckin’ girl,” He says, and you beam. And after a moment– “Shit, yeah, okay.” It’s all the confirmation you need before taking him into your mouth once more, cheeks hollowing as you relish in his bitter flavor. Joel’s hand finds the back of your head once again, pulling you closer to him until the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. His nostrils flare as he grunts, eyes never leaving yours. You can’t help but moan at the intimacy of it, at the warm weight of him against your tongue. 

You can tell your sounds spur him on, giving him more confidence as he bucks his hips against you, making you choke around his cock. 

He looks so beautiful like this, with his tousled hair and his coffee-brown eyes watching you in awe, you can’t help but let your hand slide down beneath the waistband of your panties, fingers running through your slick folds, drawing small circles on your clit. 

He looks like an Adonis, like an ancient Greek statue carved from the finest marble. You run a hand up and down his thick thigh, your other hand still toying with your cunt. You sink a finger into your dripping hole, making you moan even more enthusiastically as you bob your head up and down Joel’s cock. He’s close and you know it, the rhythm of his hips uneven as he fucks into your mouth. His eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth slightly agape and yes, he looks so handsome like this, you feel yourself clenching around your finger before slipping another one into your tight hole. Joel’s always been better at this than you, his fingers thicker and longer, hitting all the right spots inside of you. You can’t help but wish it was him, fucking you deep and slow, thumb circling your clit while two fingers pump deep inside your pussy, making you gush and cream around him. But no, this is about him, now. You swirl your tongue around his heavy cock, pulling your head back slightly to suck at the sensitive tip. Joel lets out a broken moan before pulling you against him, your nose against his soft belly. It’s a sweet burn. He’s so big, you feel tears beginning to blur your vision as you breathe deeply through your nose. 

He finally lets you break away, and you gasp for air. You smile up at him, practically glowing, the hand that was previously buried between your plush thighs comes back up to stroke him, the mix of your spit and your juices coating his dick as your hand tugs at him. 

“Want you to come in my mouth,” You say, before pressing a soft kiss to the side of the shaft. “Wanna taste you.” Joel curses under his breath, something you can’t quite make out. You smirk, before taking him into your mouth again.

“Girl of my- fuck- girl of my fuckin’ dreams,” He says, and you hum around him. He gives two hard thrusts into your tight throat, before his hips still completely as he comes. You’re pressed against him, your eyes screwed shut as you focus on breathing through your nose, not wanting to break away before you get to taste all of him, every last drop on your tongue.

Joel’s hips jerk as his cum paints the velvet walls of your mouth. The flavor of him is bitter and salty, something you can’t quite put into words. 

Something that’s all Joel, all yours.

You slowly pull your mouth off of his softening cock, swallowing every last drop of his release, all while never breaking eye contact. Joel’s breathing is heavy and his eyes are wide, watching your every move with utter fascination and adoration. You give him a small smile as he brings his thumb to the corner of your lip, swiping up a leftover drop of his come and pushing it slowly into your mouth. It’s a welcome intrusion, and you wrap your lips around the finger immediately, tongue circling the pad of it. Joel grunts, before helping you up so that you’re standing again and kissing you deeply, has hand on the back of your head. You can’t help but smile into the kiss.

He still tastes like coffee. He tastes like coffee and Joel and a hint of you, reminding you he’s all yours.

“I love you,” You tell him, and he smiles.

“Love you too, Angel,” He replies. “Fuck, love you so goddamn much.”

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whew! this one took a while to write cause i was sick for the longest time and couldn't really think about sucking dick...

thank you for reading!! i'd love to hear what you thought, and constructive criticism is always appreciated :)

picture I -- Spotify on Pinterest picture II -- TheLastredemption on Pinterest picture III -- вишневый котик on Pinterest

[feedists4progress]

Food is one of the most universally beloved things on planet Earth. Aligning a presidential campaign with it is smart for all the obvious reasons, but for the Harris-Walz ticket, it’s also a signal. The rhetorical challenge of progressivism is that it is by nature abstract: It imagines a world that does not yet exist, rather than advocating to return to some previous version of the one we know. [...] In foregrounding food, Harris and Walz are making theirs the candidacy of terrestrial pleasure and straightforward abundance.

The governor of Minnesota and possible future vice president’s hotdish recipe is, uh, a lot. It involves, among other things, whole milk, half-and-half, two types of meat, three cups of cheese (specifically Kraft), nearly a stick of butter, and a full package of Tater Tots. It is gluttonous, deeply midwestern, and, I am sure, delicious. Indeed, Walz won the Minnesota Congressional Delegation’s hotdish cook-off in 2013, 2014, and 2016.

Tim Walz loves food. He loves corn dogs, and the all-you-can-drink milk booth at the Minnesota state fair, and—I’m sorry to have to be the one to tell you this—dunking cinnamon rolls in chili. He gets excited about soda. He posts pictures of his sandwiches.  He loves to eat so much that people on X are already writing short-form fan fiction about it. Throughout his political career, but especially recently, he has gone out of his way to talk about food, the fattier and folksier the better. Last week, in a discussion with CNN’s Jake Tapper that was ostensibly about Joe Biden’s mental fitness, Walz recounted receiving a call from the president while eating the Minnesota delicacy Juicy Lucy, a hamburger stuffed with cheese. The next day, he posted on X about a different award-winning hotdish recipe of his, this one involving two separate kinds of canned soup.

We are witnessing what might be the most food-centric presidential campaign in American history. Kamala Harris is, by all accounts, an exceptional and enthusiastic home cook, and has made cooking part of her political brand—surely an intentional calculation, given the negative connotations that might arise when the potential first woman president openly embraces domesticity. In 2019, she offered an off-the-cuff lesson in turkey brining while getting mic’d up to go on television: “Just lather that baby up,” she said, eyes bright. The next year, she started an amateur cooking show; on it, she cracks an egg with one hand and bonds with Mindy Kaling over the fact that their parents both stored spices in old Taster’s Choice jars. She laughs a lot in the kitchen.

Unlike her running mate, Harris seems unlikely to throw four kinds of dairy in the oven for dinner—she’s a Californian, and she cooks like one: swordfish with toasted cardamom for her pescatarian stepdaughter, herb-flecked Mediterranean meatballs on an Instagram Live with the celebrity chef Tom Colicchio. But she’s not immune to the humble charms of ice cream, gumbo, Popeye’s chicken, red-velvet cupcakes, or bacon, which she describes as a “spice” in her household. She comes off as sincere in her love of food but discerning in her tastes. When a 10-year-old recently asked her at an event what her favorite taco filling was, she answered with the kind of absorbed expression that she might otherwise display when explaining foreign policy on the debate stage: carnitas with cilantro and lime, no raw onions.

Invoking food on the campaign trail is a cliché for a reason: Eating is an easy and extremely literal way to prove that you are a human being. But the Democratic Party has not always been great at it. In 2003, John Kerry visited the Philadelphia cheesesteak institution Pat’s and asked for a sandwich not with the traditional Whiz, American, or Provolone, but with Swiss. If voters needed proof that he was something other than the eggheady elitist they thought he was, this wasn’t it: In Philly, Swiss is “an alternative lifestyle,” The Philadelphia Inquirer’s food critic, Craig LaBan, said at the time. One does not get the sense that Walz or Harris would stride into Pat’s and ask for Swiss—not because they’re self-consciously avoiding a gaffe, but because they have deep respect for America’s foodways and are interested in enjoying food however it is meant to be enjoyed.

Their approach makes a marked departure both from the Obama era—what with its well-meaning but not entirely fun focus on childhood obesity, and its notorious seven almonds—and from the current leaders of the Republican Party. Donald Trump doesn’t really talk about liking eating; he does, famously, consume a lot of fast food, but that is reportedly because he’s afraid of being poisoned, not because fast food tastes amazing. His most well-known food tweet—“Happy #CincoDeMayo! The best taco bowls are made in Trump Tower Grill. I love Hispanics!”—reads like an obligatory plug rather than an earnest celebration of the way the taco bowl itself looks, smells, and tastes: all business, no pleasure. Meanwhile, Trump’s running mate, J. D. Vance, says he loves Diet Mountain Dew, but he seems mostly to be mad about it. To the degree that he has gotten specific about why he likes the beverage, the praise is purely functional: “high caffeine, low calorie.” The primary message here is that food is the site not of delight and togetherness but of anxiety and alienation, or utilitarianism at best. It’s all a little, well, weird.

Food is one of the most universally beloved things on planet Earth. Aligning a presidential campaign with it is smart for all the obvious reasons, but for the Harris-Walz ticket, it’s also a signal. The rhetorical challenge of progressivism is that it is by nature abstract: It imagines a world that does not yet exist, rather than advocating to return to some previous version of the one we know. I find it telling that Walz keeps using the word joy when he talks about the campaign and about his running mate. It’s an uncomplicated message, one that’s even more concrete than Barack Obama’s hope: Hope is the future, but joy is the present. It’s cold milk on a hot day; a perfectly cracked egg; a steaming casserole dish full of God knows what, enjoyed at a crowded table. In foregrounding food, Harris and Walz are making theirs the candidacy of terrestrial pleasure and straightforward abundance. It’s simple, really. —Ellen Cushing

[foodandfolklore]

Tools and Ingredients to keep on hand; Kitchen Witchcraft Elevated Pt. 2

Alright time for Part 2, Ingredients! Again, this is my person preference, and it's like my third time trying to write this out so bear with me. These are things I tend to keep on hand, and this list is not going to just include Salt, Pepper, Garlic; You got that already. I hope. If you're looking for info on Tools, check out Part 1. Onions: I keep a bowl of onions on one of my shelves in my kitchen. I find they keep better outside of the fridge, and I can easily see when I'm running low. Onions have strong protective and good cleansing properties so I tend to add them to my pot or pan before adding any other food. I also like to let them caramelize to get that transformative element.

Lemons: Lemons are great to use in so many dishes, both sweet and savory. You can zest the peel for it's oils and fragrance. You can squeeze the lemon for it's juice and acid. They're associated with beauty, longevity, positivity, mental clarity, cleansing; ect. One of the great things about lemons is thanks to their peel, you can leave them out at room temperature for long periods of time, so long at the peel is unbroken. So if you need to make space in your fridge, pull out your lemons.

Cinnamon Sticks: Okay so every witch has ground cinnamon. It's one of the easiest and cheapest spices to get. It's in every beginner box of witchy herbs. And it that's because it's absolutely fantastic to use. The problem with cooking, however, ground cinnamon isn't always the best option. The power is very fine, but also gritty. So it can be hard to strain out if you are just wanting to infuse some cinnamon. It's why I keep sticks on hand. They're also great for seasonal garlands and bundles.

Italian Seasoning: Rosemary, Thyme, Basil and Oregano. That is what's in Italian seasoning. Do I have these seasonings separate? Yes I do. And there are other seasonings in there like Marjoram, Summer Savory, Sage, Parsley; it varies a little from brand to brand. But if I'm in a rush, I can grab that Italian seasoning to make my food tasty and include one (or all) of the spice correlation properties. Quick note; if you're buying yours, check the ingredients. It should list what spices it's using. I bought a big thing of "Italliano" once without checking and my food was just not emotionally the same. I checked the ingredients and is was mostly dried bell peppers and salt.

Cayenne: It's cheap, spicy, and banishes bad shit. That's all I ask of it.

Vinegar: This may seem odd since vinegar is largely associated with souring spells and Hexes. But it also has strong cleansing an protecting properties too. You can also use it as a preventative property to deture people from asking uncomfortable questions or bringing up touchy topics. But vinegar is also an important tool in the culinary world. A lot of the time, if you taste your food and it tastes flat or bland, even with lots of seasonings, a little acid and brighten it up. Sure you can use lemon juice, but sometime you just need a tsp, and opening a jar of vinegar is easier than juicing a lemon. Vinegar is a key component in many sauces and marinades. Not to mention being used in pickling. Then they are a lot of uses outside cooking, like help with cleaning. My MIL's favorite way to wash windows is still spray with white vinegar and wipe with newspapers.

Canned Milk: So we all keep some kind of milk in the fridge. Dairy milk, Oat milk, Almond Milk, Soy Milk, lots of wonderful kinds of milk. So why keep canned milk? Well, canned milk tends to be thicker and creamery than regular fridge milks. Yes, I can go out and get cream, but it's often cheaper and easier to just use some canned milk I have laying around. Plus, sometimes cream is too rich for what I want. The three main kinds of canned milk I keep on hand are Evaporated Milk, Sweet and Condensed Milk, and Coconut Milk. If you drink only dairy milk, I recommend keeping at lest one can of coconut milk on hand too. In case one day you find yourself cooking for someone who can't have dairy milk.

Soy Sauce: This is a great, inexpensive flavor enhancer that I add to soups, curries, and meats. I buy it in bulk, and I always get more before I run out. Because of it's dark color, and it's made from soy, it has strong protection and banishing properties for me.

Cumin: This is a weird one for me. I go through waves of using cumin and not using cumin. I'll use it for every other meal one month, then not touch it again for another month. So, to preserve it's flavor and aroma, I buy whole cumin seeds, and crush them as I need them. But I like keeping cumin on hand since many recipes online will include cumin in their spices.

And that's all I got for now. If I think of more stuff later, maybe I'll make a part 3

[hetalianhistorian]

Menu items have been released for the Hetalia: The Glorious World cafe collabs!!

Source links: 1 2 3 Recently, the official Hetamyu account has announced that Hetalia: The Glorious World will be receiving multiple cafe collaborations in celebration of the new musical! The following brands include Animate Cafe Gratte, Marufuku Coffee Shop, and Karatez Karaoke! I will go over the listed menu items and details from the images in order accordingly to brand. Keep in mind I am using a translator, so there may be mistakes! Karatez Karaoke The event will run from August 9th until September 22nd. The holding store will be within the Shibuya Dogenzaka store. There will be 4 different drinks served:

Drink 1 - An iced drink with the ingredients of muscat gold jelly, nata de coco, tonic water, marshmallow, chocolate sauce, arazan, and pocky mint.

Drink 2 - A hot drink with the ingredients of hot cocoa, whipped cream, diced almonds, arazan, and mint.

Drink 3 - An iced drink with red perry jelly, iced tea, vanilla ice cream, framboise sauce, and arazan.

Drink 4 - An iced drink with frucura soji rock, ramune syrup, hyaluronic acid jelly, and rose petals.

For every collaboration drink ordered, you will receive one free coaster as a bonus! These will be randomized. There will also be a special collaboration set you can order! Takeout will be ¥1,980 yen each. If you are going to takeout for a karaoke room, a separate room fee will be charged. Different tax rates vary depending on the service. The followings goods are offered:

One collaboration drink

An original, random coaster

A clear file

A random straw charm.

Animate's Cafe Gratte Animate's collaboration will run from August 9th to September 12th. The following store locations will be hosting the collab during this period:

Ikebukuro main store

Akihabara

Shibuya

Kichijoji Parco

Yokohama Vivre

Sendai

Nagoya

Osaka Nihonbashi

Okayama

There will also be a cookie store hosting this collab in Kyoto! For Gratte stores, there will be a charge of ¥660 yen for eat in and a charge of ¥648 yen for takeout. Base drinks will include coffee, tea, orange, apple, matcha latte, cocoa, and more in options. For cookies, eat in will cost ¥605 yen and ¥594 yen for takeout. You can choose your frosting image from a selection of the cast's photo covers! For gratte stores, you will need to select your pattern at the terminal in stores. For the cookie store, you will need to bring in the order sheet available at the store to the cash register for your selection. There will also be a randomly selected bonus bromide given for every purchase of ¥1,500 yen from the collaboration menu. This offer will end as soon as supplies are gone. There will also be a lottery hosted! For every collaboration food and drink item purchased, they will provide a form to you to fill out. Two people will be chosen to receive a bromide autographed by the cast! If you also bring your ticket for the show, you will receive an additional gift when making a purchase of ¥1,500 yen each. Marufuku Coffee Shop

The Marufuku collaboration will be hosting this event in two stores with each having their own dates. Here are the following stores that will be hosting:

Osaka - HEP Navio Store - August 5th to August 19th

Tokyo - Yodobashi AKIBA store - August 23rd to September 8th

Here are the following menu items:

English Breakfast - A brunch please using natural yeast bread "Levambourg" (this might be a mistranslation?). The uses milk ingredients, wheat, eggs, soybeans, apples, pork, and chicken.

Pain Perdu - A fluffy french toast dish with vanilla ice cream and berries. This dish uses milk ingredients, eggs, wheat, and soybeans.

Ordering both of these dishes will only cost ¥1,050 yen each. If you order from the drink set, it will cost ¥1,350 yen each. You can choose your drink coffee, tea, or cafe au lait. When you order from the collaboration menu, you will receive a special bromide as a gift! The Osaka store will have a limited quantity of 400 bromides and the Tokyo store will have a limited quantity of 500 bromides.

[sunny-porridge]

Around a Cooking Pot

The first thing that Link learned after coming out of the Shrine of Resurrection was how alive the world was. Rolling hills and winding rivers greeted him, beating to the beat of his own heart as he adjusted to the blinding light outside the cave.

The second thing he learned was how to roast an apple over an open fire.

Quickly after that, cooking became second nature. He could coax a smile out of a sad friend with a fragrant mix of fish and butter, conspire with his friends in Kakariko Village after offering a couple pieces of honey candy, or boost his strength before a fight with the help of a meaty skewer.

He often got weary travelers to open up and share their stories over the soothing refrain of a simmering hearty soup, quietly delighting in the satisfied sighs of his unsuspecting guests as they tried a warm meal for the first time in days.

He once even made a cake for a Princess, who refused to share a piece even as she sniffled and stubbornly wiped tears from her eyes at the familiar taste of sweet berries mixed in a luscious rich cream in between layers of fluffy white sponge.

It was no surprise then, that when he set off on a journey with eight heroes of courage, he became the group’s official cook at the sight of the simple stew he made on their first evening together, camping on the forest of the Hero of Time’s era. Link often wondered how his brothers had survived their own adventures going on little else than hardtack, milk, and the occassional friendly monster teaching them the recipe for an unexpectedly delicious soup (which was more likely than one would think).

Sure, most of them had some frequent access to towns, merchants, or their own homes, but adventuring meant spending days at a time on their own, fighting hordes of monsters, exploring the most untouched parts of the land and crawling through long forgotten dungeons, and yet his brothers had been rather helpless around a cooking pot except for the most basic of recipes.

Now, the act of cooking was almost as nourishing as the food he prepared. The rancher had told him once, with a grin and a bump of his shoulders, that it looked like he was in a trance. And sure enough, once he really got into it, he felt as if he merely had to toss ingredients into a pot and watch them bounce, becoming meals in an instant as he hummed a little made-up song and lost track of everything around him. Of course, in reality cooking takes a lot more patience and care, and he likes to take the time to make every detail just right.

It had been almost three years since he separated from his brothers and stopped using the name “Wild”. As he sat around the fire making his new favorite recipe - one he hoped he could one day share with the men who had become his brothers - Link once again lost track of his surroundings, this time to the soft hum of a now familiar tune he had learned from the youngest hero on the team.

He sat on a trunk in a nameless island in the North Akkala Sky Archipelago - whoever named the Sky Islands had clearly gotten bored after the masterpiece of Lightcast Island - preparing a pizza, a brand new recipe he created with Koyin after helping her recover the recipe for cheese. The rancher had introduced him to cheese before, and he sometimes missed the soft, pillowy Ordon Goat Cheese, but the more fragrant version they made in Hateno melted perfectly over the disk of soft bread and thick, herby tomato sauce.

He had already tested a few different toppings to place on top of the pizza, trying to find the perfect companion for the savory cheese. Strips of roasted vegetables where a sensible option and offered a fair variety, but Link didn’t get to where he was by playing it safe. Today, he was testing thin slices of cured meat, and although the result was quite satisfying, he found himself wishing he had saved more of the sweet-and-tangy fruit that grew in the warm islands of the sailor’s world. The pineapples would complement nicely with the rich, fatty tones of the meat.

[doctorbunny]

A rough translation of the MILRAM x Karatez Karaoke drinks menu

MILGRAM x Karatez (karaoke no tetsujin) Special Collaboration Menu Open from Tuesday 1st August to Monday 18th September 2023 In stores at Omekaido Overbridge, Shinjuku (新宿大ガード), Dogenzaka, Shibuya (渋谷道玄坂) Sakuragicho (桜木町) and Funabashi (船橋). All standard drinks ¥660 (tax included) [aproximately $4.61 or £3.62] Takeout OK, non-alcoholic. *The tax rate differs depending on the service *Photographs and actual products may differ

Drinks:

Es:

Kiwi syrup

Blue Curacao​ syrup

Hyaluronic acid jelly

Blood orange syrup

Ginger ale

Vanilla ice cream

Silver dragee (gold coloured)

Haruka:

Blue Curacao​ syrup

Cranberry syrup

Frozen strawberry

Yuno:

Strawberry tapioca

Hot milk

Whipped cream

Fuuta:

Grenadine syrup​

Iced tea

Pocky stick

Muu:

Yuzu and honey syrup

CC Lemon [a brand of lemon soft drink]

Whipped cream

Bee honey

Shidou:

Butterfly Pea Syrup

Hyaluronic acid jelly

White water

Lime slice

Mahiru:

Blood Orange syrup

Pineapple juice

Orange juice

Wild berry syrup

Berries

Kazui:

Blue Curacao​ syrup

Soda

Cola

Star shaped Nata de Coco [aka coconut gel] (blue)

Amane:

Blue Curacao​ syrup

Cranberry sryup

Grapefruit juice

Lemon slice

Mikoto:

Energy drink [energy concentrated]

Grapeade

Blue Curacao​ syrup

Grape jelly

Ramune syrup

Soda

Pocky stick

Kotoko:

Hyaluronic acid jelly

Grapeade

Grenadine syrup

Soda

Berries

Each order of a collaboration drink comes with a gift of one of eleven original drinks coasters! (the one you get is random) *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get *Once the special benefits are gone, the distribution will end.

Special Drink:

The Prisoner Drink: 880 yen (with tax) [aprox. £4.83 or $6.14] Take out OK, non alcoholic

Coffee Jelly

Vanilla Syrup

Cow's milk

Whipped Cream

Coffee An order of one special drink gets you one of ten prisoner interrogation cards (sized 86mm x 54mm) Prisoners' collab exclusive question and answer!

Interrogation Card Prisoner 001: Haruka Q: What memories of karaoke do you have? Answer

*Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get *Once the special benefit supplies run out, the distribution will end. *The tax rate differs depending on the service *Photographs and actual products may differ

MILGRAM x Karatez (karaoke no tetsujin) Special Collaboration Set Open from Tuesday 1st August to Monday 18th September 2023 At the Omekaido Overbridge, Shinjuku (新宿大ガード) store The Prison Guard Recruitment Set - ¥2,200 (tax included) [$15.35 or £12.07] *If you rent a karaoke room, it will be charged separately *The tax rate differs depending on the service *Discounts cannot be used. *As soon as supplies run out, we stop accepting orders for the set menu. *Photographs and actual products may differ

Set: 1x Collab Drink 1x Original Coaster Size: 90mm x 90mm *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get

1x Acrylic cocktail mixer Size: 47mm x 193mm *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get

1x Foil Stamped Postcards Size: 148mm x 100mm *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get

表 = front 裏 = opposite site *Shared design elements

MILGRAM x Karatez (karaoke no tetsujin) Special Collaboration Goods Open from Tuesday 1st August to Monday 18th September 2023 At the Omekaido Overbridge, Shinjuku (新宿大ガード) store

Trading tin badges - ¥500 (tax included) [aproximately $3.49 or £2.74] Size: 56mm diameter *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get

Trading Mini Cards - ¥600 (tax included) [aproximately $4.19 or £3.29] Size: 120mm x 135mm *Please note you will not be able to pick which design you get

Acrylic Stand - ¥1,760 (tax included) [aproximately $12.28 or £9.66] Size: (Main body) within ~90x150mm (Pedestal) within 60mmx60mm

Es

Haruka

Yuno

Fuuta

Muu

Shidou

Mahiru

Kazui

Amane

Mikoto

Kotoko

*Photographs and actual products may differ. *Goods can be purchased even if you do not use karaoke. *There may be a limit set on how many goods you can purchase at once. *Popular items may run out of stock. Depending on the product, it may not be restocked due to manufacturing reasons.

[nightlilly0110]

Phantom Thieves (and Sojiro) Coffee Preferences

Morgana: Milk. That’s it.

Ryuji: Hot chocolate. His hatred for coffee outweighs his dislike of sweets. You give him coffee, even with cream and sugar, and he will accuse you of trying to poison him. He’s lucky Boss likes him.

Ann: Probably flavoured coffee. Which flavour? Any of them, with whipped cream and some sort of drizzle on top. Drinks tea lattes like they’re going out of style. Prefers boba but will not admit that to Sojiro for as long as she lives. Doesn’t hate actual coffee but not her absolute favourite.

Yusuke: Whatever he can afford/is being offered to him.

Makoto: Her and Sae have one of those pod coffee machine and are constantly in debate as to which brands are the best. Often have this conversation when Joker is right there. Literally will drink whatever will keep her awake throughout the day. Doesn’t care what’s in it or how good it tastes.

Futaba: Her mom’s favourite blend and nothing else. Will drink it black or with cream and sugar, it doesn’t matter to her.

Haru: Didn’t like coffee at first but since she’s planning on opening a cafe, she needs to figure out what blends go with certain foods. Her and Joker are working their way through Leblanc’s various types of coffee, to Sojiro’s dismay. Cream and sugar are a must in her opinion.

Joker: Became a coffee snob after Sojiro taught him how to make coffee. Has a list of all the types of coffee in Leblanc organized from favourite to least favourite, further broken down into categories no one else has the attention span to follow. After explaining it, please do not ask him if he likes his coffee black or with sugar and cream - he has a whole separate presentation for that. Has very big Opinions and is constantly seconds away from breaking out The Chart TM.

Akechi: Leblanc house blend. Black. Preferably brewed by Joker. If there is so much as a single grain of sugar in it, he will Know.

Sojiro: Will give you a very obscure brand/blend. Will also inform you of the exact date, time, and coordinates he last drank it, and forever has a vendetta because the seller of those particular beans told him he would not sell to “some janky cafe in the middle of an alley.” Is of the opinion that flavoured coffee is okay “as long as you do it right” but also claims to have never had a good flavoured coffee. Suspicious.

[nbula-rising]

CARAMEL APPLE FUDGE Prep time 25 minutes chilling time 4 hours total time 4 hours 25 minutes servings 36 small pieces Equipment - 8x8 inch pan (Note 1) Parchment paper and binder clips

INGREDIENTS

25 Werther's SOFT Caramels, unwrapped (Note 2) 3 tablespoons heavy whipping cream, separated 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into 2 pieces 3 packets Apple Cider drink mix (Note 3) 3 cups white chocolate chips (highest quality possible -- Note 4) 1 can (14 oz) full-fat sweetened condensed milk Tiny pinch fine sea salt

INSTRUCTIONS

*PREP: Line an 8x8-inch pan with parchment paper or foil, leaving an overhang for easy removal. Grease the pan lightly, lay the parchment paper, and use binder clips to keep it in place. (This step is important for easily removing the fudge later.) CARAMEL: In a small, heavy-bottomed nonstick pot, combine the unwrapped caramels with 1 tablespoon of the heavy whipping cream. *FUDGE BASE: In a separate, medium-sized, heavy-bottomed nonstick pot, combine the apple cider mix, salt, butter, and the remaining 2 tablespoons of heavy cream. Whisk consistently until the butter has melted and the apple cider mix has fully dissolved (See Note 5). After dissolving, pour in the sweetened condensed milk and mix. Finally, fold in the white chocolate chips using a heat-resistant spatula. Continue stirring, making sure the bottom and sides of the pot are scraped. It's important to maintain low heat for a smooth mixture. *COOK CARAMELS: Concurrently with the above step, melt the caramel mixture over low heat. Stir until it achieves a smooth consistency. It's important to have both the fudge base and caramel topping ready at the same time. This ensures smooth swirling. If needed, return caramels to the stovetop until very smooth/creamy. *ASSEMBLE: Once both the fudge and caramel are smooth, remove them from the stove. First, pour the fudge into the prepared pan, spreading and leveling it to an even layer with a spatula. Then pour the caramel right on top of the fudge. Using a table knife, swirl the caramel and fudge together. Spend a few minutes on this step to ensure thorough and even mixing/marbling. *CHILL: Cover the pan and refrigerate for 4-6 hours or until the fudge sets. SERVE: To serve, pull out the fudge using the parchment paper overhang. Use a sharp knife, heated under hot water and dried, to slice the fudge. Due to its rich flavor, smaller pieces are recommended.

RECIPE NOTES

*Note 1: Tools: Here's our favorite 8x8-inch baking pan. We love using these sheets of parchment paper (cutting them down to size) and these binder clips to hold the parchment in place. These spatulas are the best for mixing and spreading the mixture. *Note 2: Caramels: Be sure to grab Werther’s® soft caramels-- not their original version-- to achieve the perfect fudge texture. Get a big bag: set aside 25 for this recipe and use the rest in some of our other caramel-filled recipes! *Note 3: Apple cider drink mixes: Don't substitute in juice or cider -- the fudge won't set up. These powdered mixes are typically in the drink aisle of the store. *Note 4: White chocolate chips: Quality matters. Brands like Ghirardelli or Guittard are our favorites! Steer clear of white baking chocolate, almond bark, or candy melts; they'll mess up the fudge's flavor and texture. *Note 5: Dissolve apple cider mix: Thoroughly dissolving the drink mix is crucial to avoid a grainy fudge texture. Patience is key. To check, take a small amount and rub between two fingers. If it feels grainy, keep cooking. If smooth, you're good to go!

[bakingtherapy]

Robby's Baking Therapy #9 Oatmeal Dump Cookies

Hello, Every Birdie. Today we are going to be making some Oatmeal Drop Cookies. This recipe is honestly really simple and easy to follow. And it can be edited so that you can add other things. I added Strawberries, Chocolate Chips, and a little bit of leftover frosting, from the red velvet cake. 

The recipe that we are going to be using is the one that is on the container of Equate’s (Walmarts brand) of old-fashioned oatmeal. Yes, you could use quick oats. But it just doesn’t have the same taste. 

The recipe and the description will be down below. 

The ingredients that you will need for this recipe are:

Butter or Margarine

Sugar 

Brown Sugar

Eggs

Milk

Vanilla

Flour

Baking soda

Salt

Oats

Chocolate chips 

Strawberries

After you get all of your ingredients together you are going to preheat your oven to 375℉. 

You are going to cream together your butter and your sugars. The recipe calls for 1 cup of each, brown and white sugar. But because I was using some of my cream cheese frosting that I made with the cake, I only added about ½ cup of each. Because I knew that the cookies would have been too sweet. 

After about 2 minutes of beating the butter and sugar mixture, you are going to add in your eggs, milk, and vanilla. 

In a separate bowl, mix together your dry ingredients. This includes your flour, baking soda, and salt. 

Combine this with the sugar mixture. Once it is almost all incorporated, you are going to add your other ingredients. Such as your chocolate chips and your strawberries. 

If you have made cookies before in the past, you know what cookie dough is supposed to look like. It is somewhere in between soft and hard. You want your cookie dough to be soft, not dropping off the spoon. You want it to be firm enough so it can be rounded by hand if needed. 

The first batch was on the soft/ drippy side. And I knew that these cookies weren’t going to be cookies. Rather they came out to be crunchy granola. Still edible and my siblings told me that they were good. They are the types of people who would tell me if the cookie or the food was inedible but in a nice way. 

I was so emotionally drained after I made these cookies. They tasted really good. One thing you have to teach yourself when you are baking is that it is a science. That not everything is going to work how you think it will work. Because there are going to be multiple different factors that you can not change. 

I hope that you liked this recipe. If you ever have a “fail” in baking that doesn’t mean that you are a failure. It means that you are in fact learning. Just have fun with it! The recipe will be in the description down below. Feel free to check it out. See you in the next recipe. Thank you.

Show the original author some 💖💖💖 Cooking Mommy

Here is a printable version of this recipe: on the blog

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[toast1862]

my caramel sauce (actually butterscotch but w/e) is done and it was really easy. even though i mixed and matched recipes. i used the amounts from this one

but it said it was adapted from another recipe, this one

which had a totally different cooking method but also looked harder to burn, so i kinda combined them by melting the butter->adding the other stuff->cooking over medium-low for 5 minutes while stirring

and it came out perfect actually. and my coconut milk ice cream is currently churning, and it usually comes out well. i actually used the store brand milk, which is way fattier and always separated, so i had to microwave it to get it smooth. but i put it in the fridge while making my sauce. so it should freeze better.

[it doesn't want to turn into a fancy box so here's a hyperlink to the coconut milk recipe]

the recipe has a little too much sugar imo so i use a half cup. and i'm gonna put all of that on this lazy-ass canvas

but i'm gonna put a layer of butterscotch sauce on top of the apples. also i haven't decided if i'm gonna use yellow or spice cake mix. i have both. spice will enhance the flavors but is the sauce enough of a flavor boost on its own and therefore would make it a little too busy? hmmmmmm. i'll decide the moment i make it. which is probably tonight so i can have cake for breakfast on my birthday tomorrow. hooray

[jetblackknight]

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

True to canon, or at least most fan sources, Vergil only eats red orbs. He thinks they taste like sour cherry heads, as he has tried those before. Sometimes he will indulge in human food, but he finds more pleasure in watching those close to him eat dishes he makes instead. It is fulfilling to him. ( functionally, he suffers from something similar to ARFID, if you need a reference to how he is with food ).

A quick list of his "safe" foods include: Saltines ( or any flavorless cracker ), any tea with no milk and very little sugar ( half a cube ), plain vanilla or chocolate ice cream ( hard, not soft ), plain breads, sugared donuts, and other things of that nature. He does have a penchant for sweets, much like his twin brother.

With the Vergil DLC now also canon, Vergil can summon V at will, for the times he doesn't want to be bothered; V acts of his own volition, but can relay anything needed to Vergil. He, essentially, acts as Vergil's eyes and ears when he is not strictly "around". ( This can and will be altered if there are V blogs who wish to interact with my iteration of Vergil ! )

Though he was not there as a father for Nero, Vergil surely acts like one in the most ridiculous ways. He can and will fall asleep anywhere he can sit to rest, and will gladly remind you at any time that demons do not need to slumber ( a lie, as evident by the fact that Vergil is almost always tired ), and he was not doing such, and you are a fool to believe that he was. He has not yet mastered the art of making puns, however, even with his obsession with poetry and rhymes.

He loves Kyrie as a daughter-in-law, and finds her the most difficult to dislike out of all of the people he now knows. He regards her as a sort of maiden-figure, and is thankful that she and her family were there for Nero when he was very much not.

In contrast, Vergil avoids Trish like the plague, and the reason should be quite obvious. Perhaps, through a story line ( or multiple, of course ! ) this will change, but as it stands, he cannot meet her eyes, and cannot separate her from his own mother.

Vergil is semi-proficient in Italian. I am not, so I run most of my Italian through DeepL translator ( and I apologize for any semantics mistakes ! ). He picked up the language in Fortuna during the events of Devil May Cry 4's Vergil campaign, which is all the way back before Devil May Cry 3. Vergil was around 18-19 during that time. ( That is also around the time he got an unnamed woman pregnant, which bore his son, and main character of Devil May Cry 4, Nero )

Vergil lost privileges to the Yamato after returning to the Human World an unknown time after the events of Devil May Cry 5, per Dante's insistence. He doesn't yet trust his twin brother, and thus he has to use other means to battle. Certain story lines or verses can return it into his hands—or, if the story line permits, during it ( with NPC!Dante's explicit permission, of course. So feel free to have your character remind Vergil about that little detail, hehe ! )

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 ⸻ Vergil's first impressions on seeing him are that he is tall. Being half-demon has its perks; he stands at a towering 6'8", which is only a couple of inches off from his game model's height ( somewhere between 6'4" and 6'6" depending on how you measure ). He carries himself like a sentinel; never slouches, always stands with his hands either at his side or behind his back, never crossing his arms unless irritated beyond belief. He can be stiff and awkward in his motions, too—after all, his body is brand new, at least for now. He is much more comfortable fighting than being at rest, as he has never known rest in the forty-something years he's been alive. Reminding him to relax is the best option, but he does not do it easily, and may require assistance if the person reminding him is sufficiently close enough to him.

𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃 ⸻ Oh, scent. Quite a quick first impression. Vergil maintains a routine of cleanliness that may rival someone with germaphobia. He showers every night, but he only washes his hair every other day ( not that it matters—when you have regeneration, hair breakage is not something that comes easily ). He uses the full range of body products available: sugar scrub three times a week, bar soap every evening, body wash every other day. Though dry skin doesn't exist for Vergil, either ( regeneration, again ), he still performs the routine of body- and skincare, even if his brother often ridicules him for it. Think Patrick Bateman, minus the psychopathy. As such, he can smell like a myriad of scents, but above all is the permeating scent of frost and brimstone; a biting, husky scent that only Vergil could wear so elegantly. If he chooses to wear cologne, it is usually high-end, subtle, and multi-faceted. The closest to his scent would be his Official scent, from the Devil May Cry perfume collection... but I do not own it, and thus cannot describe what it smells like.

𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷 ⸻ Something that does and will not happen unless you are the closest of close, and sometimes, not even then. His outfit is made of many fabrics: velvet, silk, genuine leather, and mohair. There is a delicate balance of intricate sensations that surround Vergil's outfit, as odd as it appears. Metals, embroidery, both soft and hearty materials. He wears them with pride. If he chooses to wear something more casual, it is always a pair of straight-legged jeans and cotton. His skin is impeccably soft, but with age comes natural imperfections, like moles, pores, and scars. He has a smattering of the former all across his chest and back, and a little on his thighs. No chest or back hair, but soft, almost velet-like body hair on his arms, legs, and groin area. He keeps that tidy, but it can be a chore if he feels lazy. His face is similarly bare—he refuses to wear facial hair, because it makes him look unkempt ( and he couldn't grow one if he tried ). His hair is stiff, but can and will move with the fingers that touch it. He uses his energy to keep it slicked back eternally, no sight of gel or hairspray ( that's canon, by the way. Dante's EX Taunt in Special Edition makes him lose 5% DT power when he uses it... meaning that Vergil uses his infernal power to keep his hair slicked back ! )

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 ⸻ With so much fabric, one could think that they could hear Vergil before they see him. Such is not the case—he is a silent as a whisper in the wind, unless he deigns it necessary to make noise ( and, depending on the person, he will ). His voice is nasal and high-pitched; to an outsider, he may sound sick, but he is not. When his voice is quiet, it is higher, but when he yells, it lowers considerably, and retains a raspy, almost exhausted tone. Even when he speaks, he tries to do so with that same upper-class elegance, favoring proper, flowery language that could be deemed ' antique ' by some, and ' old fart ' to others. He is equally as quiet in most situations, even that of more salacious nature—unless, of course, he is desired to be louder. And despite his many exertions that he is a man of few words, he can, and will, speak a lot if he is comfortable with the person he is in conversations with.

𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 ⸻ An... awkward sense, in reference to a person. Biting on his skin, one would taste simple lotion that has no scent, or perhaps sunscreen—like his son, he burns, never tans. One will never find him without something to keep his breath clean ( unlike his brother, who does not care for the health of his teeth ), and otherwise, the taste of cocoa or tea. In... other places, soap and the general taste of such an area that has been well-maintained. He is the type to wipe, even after a few drinks, so to speak. If one were to draw blood and taste it, it is bitter and fiery, as a demon's blood should taste. There would be a hint of that metallic, human taste, but only in its aftertaste. It may even be poisonous to humans—Vergil might never let a human close enough to do so. For other other places. He maintains an extreme cleanliness, and given his penchant for not eating, will never taste like that. Still an acquired taste, of course, but it will never taste unhygienic.

𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

I am a firm believer in Woman in Red supremacy. That woman climbed him like a tree. I jest, but only somewhat. Vergil did spend a night with her... many, in fact. While investigating Fortuna during the events of Devil May Cry 4's Vergil campaign, he begrudgingly agreed to lodging with the only person brave enough to greet him directly. As such, one thing led to another—even eighteen year olds have needs, especially ones so repressed of their own humanity. It is one of the only memories of Vergil's youth he ever looks back fondly on.

Vergil does not know what became of the Woman in Red, and has not and never will ask Nero, or even Kyrie, what happened to her. He did, once, walk the streets of Fortuna and check where she used to live—and was distraught to find that the home he once spent frigid nights in was destroyed in the Savior Incident. When he found out, he did not seek her out any further. His demonic thoughts taunt him with the idea that she perished, and that Vergil would find her ( decaying, half-eaten ) corpse in the rubble.

Vergil does not take to new relationships easily, and can be a very distant and seemingly uncaring lover. This is, of course, a thin veneer of coldness to mask the fact that he is a deeply loving person. He does, canonically, have some of the worst "mommy issues" on the planet, and that shows whenever he loves someone. He will hide his true feelings until he is wholly unable to, and when reciprocated, will shy away unless pushed beyond his discomfort.

However, when truly in love with someone he feels safe with, he will love them in ways that nobody else will ever get to see but them. Romantic getaways, weekly date nights, simply existing in the same room with him, and most of all... touching them. Anywhere he can. Sitting down on the couch to watch a movie? Glued to his lovers' side, tickling their thigh with a pinkie, and perhaps more. In bed? He is an avid chest-sleeper, but does his best not to crush those underneath of him. Showering together, open-door bathroom policy ( he will shave while they use it, he does not care ), the like. It can be overbearing at first, but if his lover truly understands his circumstances, then it should not be too much of a problem.

Despite all of that, he is not "clingy" in the traditional sense. He will be protective, but he will not pester at all hours of the day and night, and given that Devil May Cry's universe does not actually contain smartphones ( think about it; you never see any of the human NPCs carrying one. They all use point-and-shoot cameras in the cutscenes they are in ), there is no worry of constantly texting. He will not call often, either, but does and will show up as soon as he is allowed. Punctuality is one of his virtues.

𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

Vergil enjoys voyeurism, a leftover from his time with Mundus, when all those in the demon kingdom would watch over him in his insanity and Mundus' depravity. Now that he views his nightmares through an outsider's lens, with no real traumatic connection to them, he doesn't mind this, and believes there is something freeing about having sex he consents to, whenever, and wherever… even if the places are less than legal.

Despite the above item, Vergil is extremely touch-averse. He only allows those closest to him to touch him directly. Through clothing is tolerable—the more layers, the better—but bare skin to bare skin is almost unbearable. Not because he dislikes it, but because it fills him with such a sensation of joy that he fears he might look "weak" trying to ask for more.

Vergil is much more interested in giving pleasure than receiving it, and as such, has a low-grade edging kink. He enjoys prolonging his pleasure until the last possible moment, as he believes that it causes a much more intense and fulfilling orgasm...

... Which is why he also does not have sex often, nor does he masturbate often. But when he does, do not expect to be done after a single, measly round. After all, Vergil does not lose. To those worthy enough to find their way into his humble single bed, or perhaps into theirs, he will not stop until there is a clear and stern decision to stop.

[ more to come when I think of them, and / or when they are revealed through story lines on the blog, of which will be labeled as such... this post entry is very much a placeholder so that it will always be there, right at the beginning of my blog. ]

[cottonccat]

I may have accidentally bought badly made ice cream (it's a known company, I expected quality. Ugh, that's why I buy local brands) so I tried to salvage it making milkshakes.

No images cuz they weren't pretty.

It was my first time doing that, only had memories of my dad magically making milkshakes with ovomaltine, milk and ice cubes so I went with that.

I added chocolate and instead of ovomaltine, the milk and scrapped the ice cubes, didn't think it was necessary after the first fail.

Everything considered, it was definitely better than the shitty big brand Neapolitan ice cream we had before (still couldn't save the separation issue the ice cream itself had but I can only do much without any previous research)

[milkynoodles68]

Cozy Matcha

Ingredients

Matcha powder - you'll want to grab the barista's choice blend

Any milk of choice - I prefer oatmilk

Brown sugar syrup - any brand is fine

Cinnamon

Nutmeg

Directions

Follow instructions on matcha blend packaging. It'll help set you up for success later on and everyone has their preferences when it comes to iced matcha lattes.

In a separate glass, add ice.

Add brown sugar syrup over the ice, as many pumps as you'd like! I prefer it extra sweet but to each their own.

Combine prepared matcha latte and syrup, pouring the former over the ice.

Sprinkle a bit of cinnamon and nutmeg on top. Make sure it looks like it was dusted on the top!

Enjoy!

Extra Tips and Tricks

Add whipped cream or cold foam on top!

Add boba pearls if you'd like to go the extra mile!

[missguomeiyun]

Homecooking [May ed]

Anyone else reading who has "Sun-jae fever"? lol my month of May was basically suffering from this disease. .. & now that the drama Lovely Runner is over, I'm suffering from Monday illness T___T

Leftover gumbo soup (Campbell) with pasta & more veggies. Having rice & long pasta together was kinda weird but you know. .. some Korean soups contains noodles (usually the japchae glass noodles) & that's eaten with rice as well :O

JJM =]

I personally prefer jjambbong but you know. . haha once in a while, jjajangmyeon is great! This wasn't from a kit; I purchased the noodles & the sauce separately. & also added beef to the sauce instead of pork.

My version of a "bun" - aka Vietnamese rice vermicelli with various toppings. I have chicken breast (seasoned with lemon pepper), cucumbers & spring rolls.

Wanted to make a "big pot" item.. . made this ramyeon ddeokbokki. Contains: rice cake, carrot (need carotenoids), cabbage, kimchi, & pork belly.

Ate it with rice & topped with seaweed~

The leftovers tossed into soup form with vermicelli noodles. Who else out there converts leftovers into soup dishes?? :S I don't like making big batches of food bcos I get sick of eating it but things like ramyeon ddeokbokki with a bunch of ingredients is hard to portion down. Normally, it's eaten with rice but I don't like rice that much. .. so oftentimes, I make a soup with some form of noodles with what I have left.

As I was saying. .. I don't like rice that much xD here is a rice bowl =P

& more rice! The soup is a cross between budae jjigae & deonjang jjigae. As deonjang soup base but I added sausage & kimchi to it.

Another one of this Bon-juk congee. This was sooo tasty! I liked this one more than the previous kimchi & squid one.

Anita's creative cooking using expired garlic & chive cream cheese.

I made meatballs & stuffed cream cheese into them. For the sauce, I added more cream cheese, butter, lemon pepper seasoning & black current balsamic vinegar. But then it got so thick so I added milk...

The above was made as a pasta sauce.

It tastes better than it looks, okay? haha You might not believe me but it's true! I am honest when it comes to personal opinions :D I think it could use a little bit more "lemon" but I don't regularly have it available. It's missing a little zesty/tangy kick, you know what I mean?

Black peppercorn steak with ramyeon. SO GOOD!!!

Oh look- another rice bowl. Ribs + air-fried eggplant.

Thick rice noodles with baby bokchoy & fatty beef, feat 1 spoon of my friend Susan's mom's special hot sauce.

Beef & seaweed soup & rice. .. Wow, didn't realize I had so much rice this month HAHA this is crazy!

Thick rice noodles with bokchoy & Busan fish cake. I normally have the flat ones & recently got a bag of these hollow ones. It was okay; I prefer the flat ones personally. They're easier to cut & maybe it's just a psychological factor but I think those ones cook faster. Could also be the brand/ingredients of the fish cake. In theory, if the thickness is the same, & it's just in a diff form, they should take around the same time to cook, right?

That's it~

Sorry for taking sooooo long for this post. Been busy/lazy / fangirling ... hehe

[tiffyfoundsomething]

And now for something completely different!

A while back I thrifted a bright yellow, nearly complete box of musty Betty Crocker recipe cards (one was missing and whomever owned it wrote the missing recipe on a blank card), and my S.O. asked me to make the Connecticut Beef Supper. We were curious.

I need to preface this with:  I loathe cooking. I do. I hate it. I hate cooking so much.

It’s “Budget Casseroles” #12 and cost $30 to make. Just the meat was $20.

I want you to look at the product they’re holding in that spoon and keep that in mind for later.

Here’s the recipe. You can easily find it and variants online.

Now, if you cook often, and you look at this recipe, you’ll see some issues with it.

No draining when cooking the meat and onions + 1 cup of water + 1.25 cups of milk into a 13x9x2 casserole dish, and 1 WHOLE TEASPOON of salt in addition to the salt in cheddar cheese and canned cream soup, only seasonings being a little salt and pepper...

I’m not convinced housewives in the 70′s weren’t deliberately trying to kill their families with the help of Hitman Crocker.

We did have to make some substitutions. S.O. won’t eat mushrooms so we subbed in cream of potato soup. We don’t generally eat shortening so I used butter. None of us loves sharp cheese so instead of straight cheddar, we used Walmart brand “fiesta blend” which Walmart says is “Monterey Jack, cheddar, queso quesadilla, and asadero cheeses”. The store didn’t even have a shelf tag for Wheaties and S.O. chose Wheat Chex in their place. I would have gone with corn flakes or bread crumbs, myself.

I hate cooking.

This recipe wasn’t difficult, at least. It’s pretty easy to put together.

There’s a lot of hands-off time like the 50 minutes simmering on the stove (great time to wash up the dishes you’ve dirtied at this point, prep the potatoes, and crush the cereal), and 1.5 hours in the oven (more dishes...).

The biggest problems I ran into were my large skillet was over-full and difficult to brown the meat because there wasn’t room to turn it, and the casserole dish was full to the rim and heavy. Thankfully I was smart enough to put a baking sheet in the oven to catch drips. It did boil over.

Following the instructions as given, with substitutions (and 5x more black pepper), we got this:

Looks nothing like the picture on the card. Doesn’t look even vaguely appealing.

It was very wet. So very wet. The cheese and cream soups curdled and separated in the excessive amount of water. That yellow in the corner is oil that was sitting on top...

Disgusting.

It tasted fine...

the meat was great other than the pieces that I didn’t get browned all around that lost their juices in the rest of the process

the potatoes turned out just right

the sauce was just water with curdles of dairy

the cheese and cereal crust was too dense

My whole family felt like hot garbage once the salt hit, though.

I have hypertension and was vibrating. S.O. usually can eat a lot of salt no problem and he said he had “the salt tingles”. My son was just generally miserable.

I went to bed with swollen gums and legs.

So.

Changes I’d make if I were to make this in the future:

And I might! It was easy to make and tasted good enough.

brown the meat first just so there’s room to do so properly, then add the onions

omit the tsp of salt outright

either drain the meat and onions or omit the milk (likely omit the milk since the water that the meat and onions were simmered in carries a lot of flavor and milk does not)

MORE pepper and add some other seasonings

less cereal, like maybe 1/2c all together sprinkled lightly across the top

[blindchandelure]

I keep eating vegan stuff lately, not because I care about animals or the environment or my health, but just for…increasingly stupid reasons.

1) I decided I want to make a lemon icebox pie for Imbolc. But every recipe I was looking at called for egg yolks. And I’m too stupid to figure out how to separate whites from yolks correctly. So instead I found a vegan recipe with no eggs at all. I’m going to use that.

2) I decided to make macaroni and cheese but ofc my dumb ass forgot to buy milk. It was 10 pm when I figured this out, so naturally the supermarket was closed. But the gas station was open! And for whatever reason they don’t sell milk at the gas station. But they do sell almond milk.

3) I ordered groceries through DoorDash. I asked for chicken nuggets. My Dasher texts me and informs me that there are no chicken nuggets in the store. Every single brand of chicken nugget was sold out. Somehow. He had pictures of the empty shelves to prove it. “Would you eat the plant based nuggets?” he asked hopefully. “They have those.” Sure, Amir. Why not.

4) I bought whipped cream to put on my ice cream and started daydreaming about my blorbo licking it off my face. 😳 But then I remembered that my blorbo is vegan and would never realistically eat that. 😭 So next time I went to the store, I bought coconut-milk whipped cream…