#never tried cran grape i hope i find it one day

[river-starling]

what's your favorite flavor of juice?

Hi, you've contacted someone who's gone insane over trying every cranberry juice I could and enjoys juices and trying them as a whole. Thank you, and I wish you luck. ♡♡♡

White Cranberry Strawberry is very sweet but not overly sweet! It's compared to a delicate dessert or a strawberry shortcake.

Apple and Cranberry mix is also similar, but with more flavor. Not as sweet but still definitely sweet. Reminds me of a pretty cherry color.

Cranberry and Raspberry mix isn't great with my normal breakfast, but a really good stand alone. When I imagine good, tasteful juice, I imagine this.

Watermelon and Cranberry is very summery, as expected. Now, normally I dislike watermelon, as a candy and a fruit but this? Not bad. Very refreshing. Have a nice drink and it makes you feel clean and healthy.

Then there's the classics. Orange juice is tasty, but the ones I end up with will never match the orange juice I had during a visit to Costa Rica. Freshly squeezed, freshly picked. I'll always mourn the loss. Otherwise, brushing my teeth afterward gets annoying, but at least it helps me not skip my morning routine.

Now I don't think I have to explain myself for this, but prune juice is, shockingly, bad. I had to down the glass with two really big swallows at first, but I eventually got more comfortable with the taste. Still bad, but I don't gag or squirm anymore. If you ever have issues in the bathroom, I would recommend it. It's better than drinking oil that burns your throat, or salt water that... also burns your throat. The worst part of that juice is I have yet to find small one cup containers of it. I don't want to buy a gallon just for one day.

I actually do enjoy grape juice, but the ones I get are always super sweet, and I haven't found a brand without that yet. It's good as a one-off, in my opinion, but getting a whole jug is a commitment.

My beloathed are peach and mango, as I have never found something good with those. I'm sorry to those who enjoy it, love you, and you can have my share.

[ibelongtovillains]

Ugly Cakes and Disaster plates.

Summary: You find Thor Sulking and decide to cheer him up by introducing him to your favorite Midgardian food.

Warnings: Fluff and a lot of eating. A LOT of eating! ( Not my gifs)

A clatter of plates aggressively falling into the sink took your attention away from the book were deeply engrossed in. Thor stood at the counter in front of the sink. He munched on something while staring into the distance a bored or annoyed expression washed over his face. With an arm on the back of the couch you cranned your body, letting your eyes roam over Thor’s attire.

He wore a grey muscle shirt that despite him being a little bigger than Steve he managed to find a looser fitting shirt. Thor almost looked human this way, except the way his godly muscles and height he still didn’t look like a normal buff human. He was almost aesthetically perfect.

Lost in thought you hadn’t been aware that Thor caught on to your eyes studying every part of him. When your eyes met yours went wide and his narrowed. He stabbed a fork roughly into a pile of lettuce and took a large bite before waving the fork around and shrugging at you. Not a moment later did Thor drop the fork and hysterically spit out the gnawed on greens. He looked back when you began snickering.

“Is there not anything here but rabbit food?” Thor huffed. The poor God’s pouting gave away that he was hungry and needing more filling meal. You snorted and stood up walking over to where he stood. He towered a good few feet over you.

“Tony, eats a lot of the junk food and Bucky and Steve alone eat like garbage disposals.” Thor looked down at you listening to the reasons there was a lack in delectable food choices.

“Well what do you do for meals then?” Thor inquired turning to you for help. His arms crossed over his chiseled chest. The muscles on his arms tightened and seemed to be more defined when he stood like this. It took a moment to think what you should do.

“I have a private stash of food I keep in my room. If you want I’ll cook for but it has to be our secret.” A smile spreads across your lips and Thor agrees with smile and a nod of his head.

While Thor waits for you to return he sets the plate aside and goes to sit down at the long and empty table. After about 10 minutes you emerge from the hallway carrying two bags and an over abundance of food in your arms hugged tightly to your chest. Leaning against the counter with your belly touching the edge you dropped the loose slipping items on to the counter and raised a knee to help catch a few items that tumbled off the counter.

The kitchen was filled with silence other than bang of pots and pans, the loud metal clanging together as you dug through the utensils drawers. Cabinets creaked open and thudded shut as you turned the room into your personal cooking show. At least that’s how it felt with Thor watching you the whole time.

“...and that was the only time I would ever dare to play a trick on Loki.” Thor laughed at his own failed misfortunes as a kid. You laughed enjoying each story he told while you stirred up some ingredients in a metal bowl. The oven was set to 450 degrees and the cup cakes were baking nicely while you prepared the main course.

“Dessert and a meal, what on Midgard have I done to recieve this treatment?” Thor chided in surprise at the amount of work you were putting into feed him.

“Haha. You just caught me at the right time. I love to cook actually.” A beautiful and genuine smile lit up your face like the warmth of the sun. Thor couldn’t help but bask in the glow of your one true passion.

An hour had passed and the whole kitchen was starting to smell wonderful. The last batch of cupcakes were in the oven and the stove top items were sizzling to perfection. You started getting down the serving dishes, some normal dinner plates and a bowl or two. The sink was piled up with the already discarded messy dishes and cooking utensils.

“Do you need a drink? I am almost ready to serve the food.” You asked Thor not even turning around to look at him.

A loud bang on the table sounded before Thor replied with a simple. “Yes, I do.” He was growing impatient the various smells and sounds of food sizzling under the heat had his stomach growling like a pack of wolves. Yet he stilled himself to be patient.

Between the two of you, you had shared many stories to pass the time and now the silence had arrived. Whether you were too busy cooking and Thor being too hungry or if there simply weren’t any more stories to share for now.

“Close your eyes.” You giggled after adding a few finishing touches.

“What?” Thor crooked an eyebrow in suspicion at your request.

“Thor, please trust me.” You both laughed a little before Thor obeyed and shut his eyes.

“No peaking.” You teased and picked up the first serving tray.

Thor snarled when the delicious aroma hit his nostrils this close. He waited eagerly for you to tell him to open his eyes. He would wait another five minutes while you brought out each dish.

“Open.” Was all you said. Standing next to the table like one of those cooking show competitions and Thor was your judge.

Thor was speechless. He looked at all the food that was big enough to feast an army. That wasn’t why he was so shocked. The cupcakes were chocolate but they were all huge and exploding from the center. Slightly gooey middle and frosting was sloppy and chaotically spread across the crumbles of tiny cakes.

It looked like someone had walked across each one as if they were stomping grapes to make wine. Hoping that the main course would fair better Thor looked across the rest of the table to large piles and mountains of what looked like a stuffed turkey turned inside out.

Meat and other various foods were mashed and piled high on the plates. One of the plates even had rolls sticking out of the side of it like a melted christmas tree found in the garbage.

“Uh. Y/N. I don’t want to be harsh b.” Thor was cut off from the cackle that had left your mouth.

“Thor. This is my specialty. Ugly Cakes and Disaster plates. I know it looks really nasty but I guarantee its delicious.” You tried to reassure Thor that this was neither you coming out as the worst cook in the world or you playing a prank on him.

Hesitantly without breaking eye contact with you Thor lifted a fork full of the brown concoction before him. He closed his mouth and chewed twice timidly before it happened.

Outside the windows on a bright summer day a big loud crack of thunder and heat lightning blasted through the sky. Thor’s eyes rolled in the back of his head and he moaned like someone was pleasuring him. Thor said nothing but nodded in approval at you before shoveling large forkful after forkful of food into his mouth.

“Uuuaaagh!” Thor growled after fisting a cupcake and jamming it into his mouth.

“Fupcack fmph bubber thin fa mets.” Thor excitedly began speaking while his mouth was filled beyond what the normal amount of food should have been in one person’s mouth.

“What?” You snickered finding him fawning over your food amusing and flattering.

He smiled and swallowed the large fill. “It’s amazing. More!” He slammed his fist on the table loudly. You laughed again to see him once more fill his mouth.

“Ah shit. I have to go meet Clint. Enjoy your meal.” You yelled to Thor and started to leave to get ready.

“Fank you! I... I think I love you!” Thor yelled out before resuming his meal.

Thor sat there making huge dents in the piles of the feast you made for him. He was questioning now how truly worthy of a wife you would be. One platter of meats and cupcakes was nothing but a few crumbs and smears of where food had sat.

“Hey Thor, have you seen...” Nick Fury walked in looking for Tony. He never finished as he spotted the food on the table. Thor prepared to come up with what he was eating and why. He opted to eat more so he could have more time to try and not give away your odd but amazing secret cooking talents.

“Ugly Cakes. And. Disaster plates! Fury grabbed a cupcake and began eating the delicious velvety and chocolate treat.

“I keep telling Y/N, she needs to open a damn bakery if not a restaurant. This shit would sell like crack.” Fury complimented the food. Thor smiled and agreed. Of course Fury would have known about her Cakes. They both wondered who else knew about them but would swear to keep the secret until the others revealed themselves.