#palmiers are So Good

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

Shoutout to the ISAT snack breaks, French people knew what they were doing

[an-aura-about-you]

guys I must be bored I'm contemplating making puff pastry

[chaoslifeforme]

Reblogging this again because I played the game a bunch more times, and as much as I love the characters, I'm not at all convinced they can survive without the group mum.

I feel like Arshem leaving might also doom them (if he ever could). If he ever left them, it might be great for him but the rest of them... They may not be the best people but, the thought of leaving them to fend for themselves hurts.

Ugh the there are just so many great moral dilemmas in this game.

NO ACTUALLY ITS VERY IMPORTANT TO REPLY TO HIS

it's so true they are all idiots and they all are disasters but after the group mom offered me his therapist info because I was acting a bit weird (and hey, if you need help then get it! no shame!) then yeah I am literally convinced the only way this group is alive is because he has no mean bones in his body.

(I have only just gotten past the first witch and the twinks hate me but understandable have a nice day, boys... but honestly Arshem CONTINUES to remain the healthiest despite going through the roughest imo.)

[girlygguk]

a first class drabble ᰔ jeon jungkook

wc: 1.8k timeline: a month after fc1 requested by: this anon moodboard by: the gorgeous @kooeuphoria

content (18+ mdni): lots of fluff, concerned bf gukkie, yn has a headache and he wants to physically fight it, lots of cuddles n kisses, they almost break up...😔, lil bit of petting, jk has dirty thoughts about his gf(who's surprised not me)

✋: could be read as a standalone, but not recommended! u should def check out the main fic first <3

it was just another typical sunday afternoon, the kind where everything felt a little more relaxed, easygoing.

well, as easygoing as it gets for the elite, with chefs promptly bringing out dish after dish, glasses never staying empty for long, trays of hors d'oeuvres appearing the moment they began to run low. everything moved seamlessly, a quiet display of luxury and indulgence. you know, the usual.

four of south korea’s wealthiest families—the kims, jeons, parks, and (other) kims—had gathered for lunch at the jeon family mansion, standing tall and proud on the border of seoul city.

you sat at the long dining table, surrounded by familiar faces. jungkook’s parents were hosting, naturally, and your family was seated nearby—your mom and dad chatting with jungkook’s father, while taehyung was deep in conversation with seokjin across from you. jimin and minji sat beside them, their parents currently scolding the twins for arguing over the last gruyere and crab palmier. everyone was in good spirits, enjoying the day.

until the pounding in your head got worse. the soft murmur of voices around you felt louder, and the brightness of the room made you wince. you tried to keep up with conversation, nodding along when necessary, but the ache behind your eyes was relentless.

your boyfriend noticed immediately, his brows furrowing as he glanced over. his hand squeezed softly where it rested on your thigh. “baby? are you okay?” he asked quietly, his eyes scanning your face with concern.

you forced a smile. “headache, gukkie. i’m fine.”

but jungkook wasn’t convinced. his gaze flickered over you, worry clearly etched into his pretty features. “is it from the accident? the doctor said there could be late effects. are you dizzy? do you need to lie down?” his voice was soft but urgent, concern only growing behind his big boba eyes.

you sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder as he pulled your chair even closer (if that was possible) by his grip on your bare thigh under your skirt. “no, baby, it’s just a migraine i think. i didn’t sleep well last night, remember?”

but that did nothing to calm him. jungkook was already pulling out his phone, his fingers flying over the screen. “i’m calling a doctor.”

“gukkie—” you started to protest, but the look on his face silenced you.

within thirty minutes, the doctor arrived at the mansion, with minji discreetly guiding him up the two flights of stairs. she was the only one you told about your boyfriend's dramatic precautions, so as not to alert your parents. she reached jungkook's childhood bedroom and ushered the doctor inside.

jungkook hastily jumped off the bed next to you to greet the doctor and explain, in heavy detail, the serious and concerning prognosis that he had come to on his own: a headache.

minji slipped over to you, smiling as she noticed the two large empty glasses of water jungkook had practically forced you to drink. she kissed your forehead, letting you know her family was heading off and that she’d see you back at the penthouse. you nodded, giving her bum a quick pat over her sundress as she slipped out of the room.

jungkook sat back on the bed next to you, his tattooed fingers rubbing over your knuckles, watching as the doctor ran through a quick examination. after a few minutes, the doctor confirmed it was just a migraine, likely caused by lack of sleep.

you tilted your head, giving your boyfriend a pointed look, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. jungkook responded with a relieved pout, his big eyes still full of worry despite the doctor's reassurance.

even after the doctor left—with noticeably heavier pockets than when he arrived—jungkook still looked concerned. he slid down beside you, your head naturally finding its place on his chest. “it’s scary, baby. what if something else comes up?” he murmured, his hands running gente strokes over your ass through your skirt.

"you're so cute," you sighed softly, your fingers lazily tracing circles over his tummy. “i’m fine, gukkie,” you reassured him, pressing a little kiss to his nipple through the fabric of his dress shirt. “just need to rest.”

he nodded softly. “okay, let’s rest.”

jungkook quickly hopped off the bed, moving over to your side to help you sit up for a sec. he rested one hand on your stomach while the other tugged the blanket from underneath you. you giggled softly when his strength almost sent you toppling over.

"god, you're so rough with your patients," you teased, smiling when he cursed under his breath and caught you, mumbling a sheepish apology before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. once the blanket was properly draped over you, he hurried back around to his side of the bed, crawling under the covers and pulling you close to his chest.

you hummed in delight, his familiar scent and the warmth of his big arms wrapped around you doing wonders to ease the ache in your head alresady. his fingers traced soothing circles over your thigh, which rested comfortably across his waist, his lips pressing soft kisses to your forehead.

"gukkie, i've been thinking."

jungkook’s heart slammed against his fucking chest, his lips freezing mid-kiss on your skin.

no. that’s what people say when they’re about to break up with someone, isn't it? why would you want to break up with him? was he really being too overbearing? he was just worried about you! no, no, no—

"baby, calm down, oh my god," you cooed softly when his posture immediately stiffened, your brows furrowing as a laugh left your lips. you could feel his heart racing beneath your cheek, could practically see the silly thoughts running through his head.

you lifted your lips to his jaw, pressing a hundred quick kisses into his skin until you felt his taut muscles start to relax. he still had a little frown when he looked down at you, his eyes scanning your face as you gazed up at him in amusement.

“why did you say it like that?” jungkook huffed—okay, maybe it was a whine—letting you pepper soft kisses over his cheeks. his fingers tightened their grip on your thigh, seeking reassurance.

you chuckled into his skin, pressing one last kiss to the soft spot on his neck before resting your head on his chest again. “you know i’ll always have love for you, right, gukkie?”

“y/n, you’re literally saying the most stereotypical breakup lines ever, and i’m going to lose my shit—”

you snickered, your hand rubbing absentmindedly over his abs. now that lacrosse season had ended, he wasn’t as lean, and god, did you love it. you could sink your teeth into his softer flesh so much easier now... “okay, that one was on purpose,” you admitted through a giggle, looking back up to see him already glancing down at you with narrowed eyes.

jungkook shook his head with a soft huff, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your pout. well, it was supposed to be a quick kiss. but the second he felt your breathy sigh, his grip on your ass tightened slightly, both hands slipping around to pull you a little closer. instinctively, you pried his lips open with your tongue, and soon enough, you were lazily making out in his childhood fucking bedroom.

jungkook wasn’t sure what he did in a past life to deserve this, but all of the wishes he’d made since he first understood what kissing a girl even was, were all coming true.

he sigh ed into your mouth, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, the soft, wet click of your tongues making his heart race harder. your hands slid up to his curls, tugging lightly as you shifted even closer, your body pressing snugly against his.

the moment his hardening cock brushed against you through his trousers, a soft hum of delight escaped your throat, causing a low groan to bubble in his. his hands gripped your ass tighter, pulling you into him, savoring the feeling of your warm, soft body. the kiss slowed a little before you pulled away softly, lips swollen and red as you leaned back into the crook of his neck.

jungkook rested his cheek against your hair, his warm hands running up and down your thighs under the blanket, feeling your breathing slowly even out. even though he was already hard as a fucking rock, the satisfaction of having you resting in his arms, knowing you were finally relaxing and resting off your headache, was orgasmic in its own way.

“baby, before you sleep, please?” jungkook whispered into your hair, his hands slipping up to caress your back gently. he wanted to get one last thing out of you before you drifted off completely.

“yes, love?” you mumbled sleepily, your lips brushing against the skin of his neck. your eyes were fluttered shut, limbs like jelly as his touch soothed every tired muscle in your body.

“what were you thinking about? when you said that earlier?”

“ohh,” you hummed softly, recalling the conversation. “was just gonna say that i want a piercing.”

jungkook’s breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening as he felt his dick twitch in his briefs. you were just gonna say that you wanted a piercing? just? like he wasn’t going to lie here for an hour now, thinking about it?

“where, baby?” he asked quickly, trying to keep his voice steady, even though he could tell you were about to doze off. “sorry, my love, i know you’re about to sleep. just—where do you want it? like another ear piercing?”

“mmm, i dunno for sure,” you mumbled, your voice barely audible into his neck. “maybe belly button… think s’cute. you can pick where if you want, though, babe,” you trailed off, your words growing softer until you lazily added, “—y,” correcting yourself, remembering he didn’t like babe. he liked baby.

jungkook nearly came in his pants.

“baby, i—” he choked, but your breathing had already evened out, your long, slow exhale warm against his neck as you drifted off completely.

you’d let him pick? what the fuck? were you serious?

jungkook laid there, wide-eyed, not even bothering to count the minutes as they slipped by, his mind racing as he mentally traced his hands over every inch of your body, picturing the perfect place for a gem.

oh, he knew where he wanted it—your nipple. nipples. but that was probably a bit too much to start with… still, he’d be more than happy with a belly button piercing. the thought of sinking his teeth into it after you’d come undone on his tongue a few times? god, fuck.

he pictured himself resting his head on your soft belly like he always did after he’d had his face buried between your legs and you needed to catch your breath. except this time, he’d be lazily playing with the piercing while you recuperated, waiting for you to give him the go before he immediately dived back in for more.

at that thought, jungkook finally felt the gentle pull of sleep, slowly dozing off with you safe in his arms, a happy little smile tugging at his lips.

pov you can never decide if you like past or present tense better and your writing has been a fuckfest of both lately

all works perm tag list: @fr0ggieth1nk @apobangpogirlyyy @joonwater (ageless blogs were not added, sorry loves 🥺)

[thebeast-dennis-etcetera]

Karma

Prompt: You go undercover with DiNozzo as his wife, and Gibbs, your boyfriend has no choice but to watch from the sidelines.

You weren’t happy about being partnered with DiNozzo on your current undercover case but not nearly as unhappy about it as Jethro. Nothing against DiNozzo but pretending to be his wife was almost close to a nightmare for you. Vance denied Jethro posing as your significant other only because he didn’t fit the profile and Tony already had established contact, which actually worked in your favor since you and Jethro had gotten into a slight argument before the op and had you been partnered with him, you might’ve ended up strangling him.

So as Tony and you stood in the elevator, you closed your eyes and mentally stepped into your alias.

“Alright DiNozzo, Y/L/N. Com check,” you heard Jethro speak in your earpiece.

“Heard ya loud and clear boss,” Tony responded.

You ignored him, finishing going over your cover story in your head, making sure you remembered every detail. The way you talked, walked and even smiled mattered.

“Y/N!”

“No need to yell in my ear Gibbs, I can hear you just fine,” you finally responded as the doors opened and the two of you walked out into crowded lobby.

The plan was simple. Your target was having dinner in the hotel restaurant, all you two had to do was have some dinner as well, scan the room so Abby can run facial recognition software through Tony’s glasses and get out of there safely.

“Hi, reservation for my husband and I,” you told the hostess with a fake smile as your hand intertwined with DiNozzo’s.

“Of course, right this way ma’am.”

She led you two through the restaurant, seating you in one of the corners, per DiNozzo’s request so that you had a better vantage point at identifying your suspect. She then handed you off to your server who stood by the table and handed you both a menu.

“May I start you off with any drinks tonight?”

You spoke before Tony got the chance.

“We’ll have 2 glasses of your Coup De Foudre Gauchiste and start off with Gruyère and Crab Palmiers please.”

DiNozzo gave you a slight look of bewilderment but quickly covered it with a smile. The server nodded and left as you heard Gibbs speak.

“We have a budget on this op, Agent Y/L/N.”

“Hm. Then it’s a good thing I brought your card just in case,” you answered back while taking a sip of water. It was quiet for a second before you heard him sigh in exasperation.

“Torres is a really good teacher. You should think about starting a class.”

“Abby get anything yet boss?” DiNozzo jumped in, changing the subject.

“Not yet. Keep looking.”

You both spent the rest of the fake dinner, sipping on the expensive wine, scanning the room, and you giving DiNozzo occasional caresses that you knew made both him and Jethro uncomfortable. Once the dinner ended and the both of you had gotten up to leave, you noticed something out of the corner of your eye. A man matching the description of your suspect was following you. You knew you couldn't let him follow you to the surveillance van so using your high school improv skills, you pulled DiNozzo by the hand into the opposite direction, once you were outside.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked you which you replied with a fake giggle.

"Just follow my lead. We've got a tail."

You pulled him back towards the side of the restaurant where it was dimly lit and stood so that his back was against the wall. You made sure you weren't standing completely in front of him so that his glasses could pick up a good picture of the man following you.

Keeping up the act, you smiled fakely at him and began playing with his tie, moving your hands so they trailed up his chest and settled around his neck. He chuckled nervously, clearly unprepared for the unscripted intimacy.

"Ah, jeeze. I can't watch this," you heard Jethro speak faintly in your ear, making you smirk. Serves him right.

"At least pretend like you're enjoying this Tony. Has he passed by yet?" you asked, snapping him out of it.

"Uh, not yet."

He finally put his hands on your waist and then unexpectedly pulled you into his chest for a hug, pretending to nuzzle your neck.

"Got him," you heard Abby confirm. "It's him."

"Tell me when he leaves," you whispered to Tony, continuing to pretend that you two were just a lovestruck couple cuddling in the parking lot.

"McGee, Bishop. Move in now," Gibbs ordered a little harshly.

The two of you gave it a little more time before pulling apart and now following the suspect as you saw McGee and Bishop's car come speeding in from the other side and stop in front of him. They both got out and pulled their weapons out.

"NCIS, stay where you are," McGee called out.

The suspect turned to run but stopped once he saw you and Tony aiming your own weapons at him.

"Too bad you didn't stay for dessert. Their Tiramisu was delicious," Tony joked, making you roll your eyes.

- - - -

You watched from the other side of the interrogation window as Jethro slammed his hand on the table, making both McGee and the suspect jump.

"You think he's a little worked up?" you jokingly asked DiNozzo who stood next to you.

"Yeah, I am not envious of McGee right now. I already feel the major head slapping that's coming to me for the stunt you pulled in the parking lot."

"Stunt? Hey, I was doing my job," you defended.

"Yeah well Gibbs had direct feed to my glasses, seeing what I was saw and you were making it very difficult to keep an eye on the suspect."

You laughed and turned to Tony, putting your hand on his shoulder.

"He's not gonna fault you for being a man, Tony. You did your job. Very well might I add."

He smiled just as the door opened and Jethro stood in the doorway.

"Uh, good talk Agent L/N but I think I should go see what Abby is up to," Tony stuttered, stepping away from your touch and turning to leave. Jethro stayed where he was, blocking Tony's path, increasing his nervousness.

"Uh boss. About earlier. I really wasn't expecting any of that to happen. I mean-

"Get out of here DiNozzo," he ordered, stepping into the room, allowing Tony to pass.

"Right away boss."

He pretty much ran out and you couldn't help but giggle. Jethro's hard stare turned to you as he shut the door and you bit your lip. Your plan definitely succeeded in getting Jethro thoroughly worked up and you loved it. He slowly took steps towards you until you were inches apart, his chest level with your face but your gaze never leaving his. The air was charged as he spoke.

"Is this what I should expect from you every time we have an argument?"

"Only if we have an undercover op the next night."

His hand came up to brush some hair behind your ear and trailed down your jawline to hold your chin.

"Then I'll have to make sure you're always partnered with me."

[colonoscopys]

if you could designate a pastry to each member of the 118 what would they be

this is literally the most exciting thing to happen to me all week. thank you so much for asking me this sorry i took it so seriously

chimney: almond croissant. the almond croissants EYE always get are usually the length of a my hand, but are Good As Fuck. Incredible filling. Just the right taste of almond and cream, which means the crunch and the sweetness are balanced Tastefully. Exactly like my man.

hen: pistachio puff. Pistachio and Almonds are brothers in arms for best nut. Savory and sweet. Balanced with an incredible puff pastry, and one of THEE most delicious pastries that are enjoyed by a tasteful few. the insides are always airy but sweet and when you put it flat against the roof of your mouth its so fucking good. this is me making a sexual joke

bobby: pate a choux. now TECHNICALLY pate a choux isn't like a 'pastry', its like the puff used to make the pastry, but that just means some incredible puff pastries are cut from this cloth (like bobby). pate a choux are a little more temperamental to make because you have to use steam to make it rise instead of like an activating agent, but made correctly it's tough to crack and very important. (other contenders for bobby included a palmier, pan au chocolate, or a macaroon).

buck: cream puff. need i say more. some cream puffs are made with a pate a choux. easy to eat in one bite. need to handle carefully otherwise they'll ooze all over the place. and. of course. filled with [GUNSHOT]

eddie: okay. i'm sorry. i'm taking artistic liberties with this one. there's an indian sweet called a laddu, which technically isn't a pastry, but it's sweet and made with like. some sort of flour. i'm sure. this is more contextual but grandmothers usually squeeze their grandchildrens cheeks and go 'MY LADDU.'. and that's all i need to say

ravi: cake rusk another technicality. some people may assume that the cake rusk is a little too dense, and not the best breakfast option. incorrect. you need to eat with some chai (good storylines) and it proves to be the best breakfast option in the world.

[ednaeflowers]

She'll have to hand it to him: he's good at the worshipping talk. If only more people had such devotion like him... The Kresnik clan has good tastes. Unraveling the little bag, she reaches in to pull out a palmier. Edna eyes it, notes the cute cat shape, then takes an experimental bite—

Oh. That's good.

She continues eating, chewing and swallowing properly, taking mild bites before rolling her eyes. Figures that Lailah had a part in this. ❛  You can tell her that she's not doing so 'hot' with the 'warm' wishes,  ❜ she replies, dully. ❛  Not that her puns were 'lit' anyway. They're missing a 'spark.'  ❜

Jokes aside, though, she thoughtfully answers, ❛  Some humans come here and there. They tend to leave flowers or baskets of fruits. I get that I'm an earth seraph, but it's like that's all they think I like.  ❜ She lazily looks at the half-eaten palmier in her hand. ❛  These, however, are more than acceptable.  ❜ It is a roundabout way of her approval. ❛  You're the first to offer so much.  ❜

Oh! Was Lady Edna watching this whole time? Ludger didn't expect her to come down and inspect his offerings right away. Not that it's a bad thing! Meeting the living legends of his age is a privilege Ludger only snagged because Elle put in good words. Now he just had to keep calm and not write anything stupid.

'Whatever your reasons, you still did so much to help us humans! Know most won't know to thank you, but my family will for years to come! (っ˘ω˘ς )' Which Edna might look forward to if she liked his palmiers-- it means more treats when the next visitor comes around! And given their occupation, there's bound to be another Kresnik passing by in the coming week.

'The palmiers were Lady Lailah's suggestion! We want to thank all those who ended the Age of Chaos, and found her first. She sends her "warm" wishes!' Lady Lailah insisted he use that phrasing. Apparently Lady Edna would understand. 'Do others come to offer you gifts since Lord of Calamity vanished?'

[makeitmingi]

The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 4]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.2K

You were half asleep on Seonghwa's shoulder, on the way to the restaurant. Jongho was the designated driver for today, going around to pick everyone up before going to the restaurant.

"So, did you have fun last night? Getting to know the owner?" Wooyoung turned around from the passenger seat with a teasing smile. You shot him a weird look while Seonghwa kicked the back of his seat.

"I know you're older, hyung. But I will kick you out if you do that to my car again." Jongho threatened as he drove.

"We're here." He parked the car. You got out, pulling your hood up tiredly. Seonghwa quietly strolled beside you, his arms tucked into his coat pockets.

"Yunho gave me the passcode." You yawned and keyed in the passcode.

"He's not coming?" Seonghwa asked.

"Not this early. He looked tired yesterday and stressed out after trying to help me with the prep. Anyway, it'll be much faster with just 4 of us doing the prep and baking." You shrugged, opening the door.

"What did you guys make yesterday?" Wooyoung tilted his head while Jongho turned the lights on.

"Blackberry apple tuile in the dehydrator, made the shortcrust pastry for the tartlets and marinated the pork medalions for dinner service." You informed. All of you hung your coats up in the small storage room and got to work right away. With aprons on and tools laid out, you all knew what to do immediately.

"State what you're taking on so we can keep track of things." You called out, a sharpie in hand and a piece of paper in front of you.

"I'll get started on the red velvet cake batter so we can get it in the ovens and cooled in time for icing." Jongho said, heading into the walk in with a big bowl to gather ingredients.

"Guess that leaves me on the palmiers first." Wooyoung pulled his sleeves up.

"Shall I do the cheesecake?" Seonghwa asked. You nodded and crossed out the item on the list.

"I'll continue with the tartlets then. Speak up if you need help." You retrieved the base dough from the fridge and the mini tart shells to begin blind baking them.

When Yunho came in, about an hour after you, with Mingi, Hongjoong, Yeosang and San, they were all greeted with the amazing smell of sugar, butter and vanilla filling up the restaurant space.

"Damn, I'm hungry." Mingi said.

"I need them to sign the contracts." Yunho walked in with the manila folder tucked under his arm. The boys, except Hongjoong, curiously followed behind him, wanting to catch a glimpse of the crew that was behind the amazing smells.

"Good morning!" Yunho smiled. All 4 of you turned to the group at the door with acknowledging nods before focusing back on your own tasks in front of you.

"Sorry to interrupt. I have the contracts for all of you to sign." He cleared his throat.

"Sure." You all stopped momentarily to gather.

There was a moment of silence as the 4 of you read through the contract that Yunho gave out. Meanwhile, the other boys with Yunho were staring at you, the way you exuded coolness.

"Here's a pen." Yunho held out the pen to you. You were the first to sign. After that, Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Jongho followed suit.

Just like that, you handed the contracts back to Yunho and broke apart to your own areas of the kitchen.

"Yunho." You stopped the owner in his tracks. You nodded over to the main prep table in the middle and he walked over, tilting his head curiously. The other boys stood behind him. There was a tray that you brought over, with some red-purplish stuff on it. You lifted a piece to Yunho.

"Thank you but what is this?" He bowed his head gratefully but was still confused. You gestured for him to take a bite. He did and his eyes widened with excitement.

"Is this what we made yesterday?!" He beamed.

"Yes. Blackberry, apple tuile with thyme." You said. Yunho held the small piece between his fingers, like it was a piece of gold.

"Wow. I helped make this." He said in awe. You hummed, amused at how stunned Yunho was.

Yunho took your appearance in. You weren't just wearing an apron like yesterday, there were tweezers sticking out of pockets, a timer clipped to your sleeve and two towels hanging on the string.

"I'm (y/n). That's Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Jongho." You suddenly spoke, pointing to each person on your team that was busy.

"I'm Mingi. This is San and Yeosang." The other tall guy introduced. You figured they would be the wait staff.

"Excuse me. Hot tray coming through." Wooyoung said, taking a tray of palmiers out from the oven. The boys shrunk back behind Yunho, jumping out of the way. You turned back to focus on your tartlets, making the custard that will go under the strawberries.

"We'll be out of your way." Yunho quickly said, ushering his friends out. They were disappointed they were not offered any samples of food like Yunho was.

"My cakes are still in the oven but shall I start on the madeleines? We'll put them in once we have oven space." Jongho asked.

"Yes. Are you done with the cheesecakes, Hwa?"

"They're in the oven. I'm open now, do you need help with the tartlet assembly?" He walked over, drying his hands. You nodded and he laid everything out for you.

"Make the gelatin glaze?" You requested. It will be tart shell, with a thin layer of strawberry jam at the bottom, then vanilla custard over the top and a mix of fresh strawberries and basil on the top.

"Last batch of palmiers in." Wooyoung announced.

"Get started on the yuzu loaves please. We need them cooled for the drizzle." You replied. He gave a thumbs up. Meanwhile, San and Mingi have been peeking in, they were both mesmerised by the way you worked with your team. Mingi's parents owned a restaurant but he had never seen people who this way in a kitchen before.

"You two! We need to start setting up before opening." Hongjoong grabbed them by the back of their necks to drag them to the front counter where Yunho was.

"I'll be on coffee." Mingi said.

"I'll help you with that." San raised his hand. Hongjoong would be managing the cashier while Yeosang will serve customers.

"Yunho should float, introduce yourself as the owern." Hongjoong suggested. The others nodded in agreement and Yunho hummed. Soon, the doors will be open and people will be here.

"Sorry to interrupt but we've decided not to serve this first yuzu loaf since it is a little lopsided." You said.

"What she means is, you guys can have it for breakfast before opening." Seonghwa clarified. The 5 boys immediately bowed.

"It smells so good." Mingi said in awe.

"Enjoy." You and Seonghwa went back to the kitchen to continue. The 5 boys crowded the yuzu loaf like vultures, digging into it with forks. They didn't even bother cutting into it to portion out, they went straight for it.

"Oh my god... It's so good." San melted.

"Where did you find these people? This is amazing!" Yeosang said, eyes wide in surprise on the taste.

"Not me, Hongjoong hyung." Yunho chewed his food. Hongjoong smirked proudly. They didn't realise that you were watching them in amusement, especially when they fought over the last piece.

"What are you watching?" Jongho tilted his head when he saw you loitering at the kitchen entrance.

"They're fighting for the last bit of Wooyoung's yuzu loaf. Like seagulls fighting for the last shrimp." You chuckled.

"You look like you're watching television." Wooyoung laughed.

"It feels like I am." You replied. You walked away to continue your task. Once the fresh strawberries were mixed with basil, you spooned them over the custard layer.

"Done. You can jelly glaze them." You told Seonghwa. He nodded and brushed over the gelatin mixture which will make the fruits look shiny and glossy. When each item was done, you put one piece of each item on a plate to bring it out. Most importantly, you wanted Yunho to try them to get his opinion.

"This is a piece of each item. You've had the yuzu loaf. This is lemon poppy seed madeleines, strawberry basil tartlets and palmiers. For the cakes, New York cheesecake and red velvet." You explained.

"The yuzu loaf was super good, by the way." San smiled.

"I'll be sure to tell Wooyoung." You gave a nod. After that, you retreated back to the kitchen.

"Wait, strawberry basil? Like the thing on pizza?" Mingi blinked, realising one of the treats that you had just brought out to them. This time, Yeosang cut up each item.

"Oh my... Okay, this is my new favourite." Hongjoong covered his mouth as he chewed, pointing at the red velvet cake.

"This seashell cake things would go so well with coffee." Yunho said as he took a bite.

"Ah! Okay, let's quickly finish up and clear the counter. We're opening in 30 minutes." Yunho panicked, realising the time. His heart suddenly lurched and his stomach churned uncomfortably, he was getting too nervous and anxious.

"Let's do a final sweep." Yeosang and San grabbed the brooms to clean the floors while Mingi and Hongjoong went around to wipe the tables and chairs.

"I'm going to... get stuff." Yunho said to his friends and walked away. From the corner of your eye, you watched him cross the kitchen and enter the walk in fridge, closing the door behind him.

"Nervous?" Yunho jumped when you appeared. Your arms crossed and your eyebrows raised.

"Yeah... It's finally happening... And I just don't want it to fail." He hung his head down, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why do you think it will fail?" You cocked your head to the side. The stoic look on your face made Yunho confused on whether you were asking a rhetoric or not.

"It's my first time doing this, clearly I've not been the efficient restaurant owner. I was supposed to do this with my grandmother. This was her dream. And if I waste it, I'll never forgive myself." He shook his head. There was a silence in the walk in fridge until Yunho heard you let out a soft sigh.

"You've said it yourself. This is your first time. It's a learning process and you'll still continue to learn. Your grandmother must have believed in you to give your this opportunity." You said.

"All that you have done, it is not a waste. What is a waste is you panicking here in the walk in when the place hasn't even opened yet."

"You're right..." Yunho nodded.

"Don't scare yourself with the negatives of what can go wrong. Go in with a fresh, open mind, be excited for what can happen and the positives." You advised.

"Thank you, (y/n)! I'll go out now and open." Yunho grinned happily and ran out. You walked out.

"What?" You blinked, seeing the 3 boys staring at you.

"Naughty (y/n). With the boss? On day 1? In the walk in?!" Wooyoung teased with gasps. You rolled your eyes, throwing your tea towel at him as you went back to your station.

"Are you good?" Seonghwa asked softly, coming to stand next to you. You looked up at him and nodded. He pulled you in to gently stroke your head. You all finished up the rest of the cafe confectionaries, getting some extras ready in case they sell out.

"Take a small break everyone. Get a drink, we can observe the cafe opening. Then we'll start cleaning and discuss dinner service." You instructed.

"Okay." The 3 replied, putting all their used dishes together to clean later on. Wooyoung and Jongho went out to get coffee at the front of the house, where Mingi and San were.

"Want a drink that's not coffee? They have ades." You laughed.

"Sure." Seonghwa walked out with you. You were just in time to see Yunho open the doors and flip the sign to open.

You watched with a small smile, Yunho grinned as he greeted the first customer that was already in the queue. There wasn't a large queue but people must have been curious seeing the posters around.

"Here." Jongho handed you a coffee.

"Thank you." You received it and took a sip. The boys went back into the kitchen first while you continued to linger around.

"Sorry, can I make a drink for Seonghwa? He doesn't drink coffee." You asked.

"Of course. Want us to make something?" San offered. You shook your head, grabbing a glass and whatever you needed. You didn't want to break their momentum when orders were already starting to come in from customers. After mixing a drink for Seonghwa, you moved out of their way.

"Here, Hwa. I mixed the tropical fruits and topped it up with soda." You handed the glass to him.

"Thanks." He patted your head and took a sip before continuing his cleaning. There were two sinks so you all just took turns cleaning up. While waiting your turn, you wiped down your station.

"I'm craving a reuben." Seonghwa said.

"Reuben? Nah, monte cristo for me." Wooyoung laughed.

"What's with both of you craving sandwiches all of a sudden?" You scoffed while rolling your eyes.

"Basically they want to make ham and salt beef for our next cooking get together." Jongho spoke, going to keep the leftover ingredients in the walk in.

"It has been so long since we've made those two things... I don't know if I remember how to..." You scratched your head.

"Liar." All 3 boys coughed.

"You know what? You make your own ham and you, make your own salt beef." You glared at them. Wooyoung dried his hands while laughing, coming over to hug your arm.

"My precious (y/n), you've made things so many things more complex than ham and salt beef that you saying you've forgotten how to make it is a joke. You aren't fooling anyone, especially any one of us." Wooyoung pinched your cheeks.

You swatted his hands away and went out to see how the cafe was doing. Most of the tables were filled, with customers enjoying the drinks and food.

"Oh, (y/n)!" Yunho jumped when he turned around and almost bumped into you.

"I didn't think so many people would show up." He said. You hummed, nodding your head as you continued to look around.

"The confectionaries are moving fast. Everyone likes all of them." He blurted out with a big grin. Honestly, Yunho had to urge to hug you and thank you for helping him at the start, in the walk in.

"Told you. Worried for nothing." You looked up at him but your face didn't show that you were teasing or making fun of him for his nerves earlier.

"You were right." He nodded in agreement with a shy smile.

"Umm, excuse me." A customer stood at the counter and you nodded over for Yunho to go. He went to attend to the customer while you went back into the kitchen.

"Ah! I need a break." Mingi complained as he entered after you.

"It's only been an hour." Jongho stated.

"Let's discuss our dinner menu and break for the day." You said as the 3 gathered around you at the kitchen island, ignoring Mingi. But Mingi stuck around, curious to listen in.

"Let's do the pork tenderloin medallions with cherry madeira sauce. I'm not sure how the crowd will be so let's not accompany it with the risotto this time since those are cooked to order. We'll do a parsnip puree as the starch component. Then a roast chicken with gochujang butter under the skin." You said.

"What's the starch for the chicken?" Seonghwa asked.

"We should do mixed roast vegetables. They can sit under the chicken as the trivet and they'll roast in the chicken fat- butter mixture." Wooyoung suggested.

"For seafood, we'll do a cioppino with crusty bread? We got some shellfish and we'll cook that with the monkfish." You said.

"I think we should have a pasta option." Jongho voiced out.

"Let's do miso butter tagliatelle with mixed mushrooms and borttarga." Seonghwa decided. The rest of you nodded then discussed some simple appetisers to make.

"Two desserts. One light, one heavy." You told them,

"I would say we do something simple. Panna cotta with raspberry coolis. Then bukkumi with makgeolli ice cream." Jongho suggested.

"That's a good idea. One western and one korean dessert." Wooyoung agreed. You hummed and wrote it down on the paper. Mingi quietly left the kitchen.

"What's with that look?" Hongjoong asked him when he came out.

"I just listened in on the kitchen team plan tonight's dinner menu. Like wow, I want one of everything they're preparing. It all sounds so good and amazing." Mingi said, star stuck like he had just witnessed greatness or a celebrity.

"Get back to work. There are customers that need service." Yeosang waved everyone back to their stations. Wooyoung came out.

"Yunho? Do you have time for us to quickly discuss the dinner menu before we leave for the afternoon?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm coming." Yunho nodded and left Hongjoong to the cashier as he entered the kitchen. When he entered, he immediately noticed you weren't there. He wanted to ask where you went.

"This is what our team discussed earlier." Jongho handed Yunho the paper where you had been scribbling on earlier with sharpie.

"Sorry, you might need to explain all this to me." He apologised with a sheepish smile.

"Sure." Wooyoung, Jongho and Seonghwa explained all the dishes to him, the components, how they will be cooked, etc. However, Yunho was slightly distracted by where you were.

You were actually standing outside in the cold, taking in some fresh air. After a stint of cooking, you usually wanted to get some fresh air on your own with peace and quiet, away from the busy kitchen. That's why the 3 usually let you be and gave you the space that you wanted, for as long as you needed.

He wondered if you were okay. But if your friends were not worried, Yunho shouldn't be.

"I'm ready. Let's go when you're done." You poked your head in to tell the boys and left without acknowledging Yunho. To be honest, you didn't even see him.

"Thank you for coming in so early. I'll see you all tonight." Yunho bowed to them.

"No problem." Seonghwa smiled.

"See you." Wooyoung said and the 3 bowed before exiting the restaurant. Yunho watched from the window as you waited for them by Jongho's car. Seonghwa wrapped an arm around you.

"I'm tired." You leaned against him, mumbling like a grumpy toddler.

"Yes, let's all get some sleep. We have a long dinner service ahead of us." Seonghwa chuckled and ushered all of you into the car.

~

Series masterlist

[londonfoginacup]

All The Way Home I'll Be Warm | justanothershadeofblue / @justanothershadeofblue Harry/Louis | 3k

Harry & Louis jokingly send out holiday cards together as friends, and now everyone is congratulating them for finally getting together. A 5+1 fic, for Christmas.

You will read this fic so fast because you will simply LOVE it. I'm telling you, reader, this fic is so fun, it's a fucking DELIGHT and you simply must read about the accidental relationship of Harry and Louis. So good.

☕️ Pairing Suggestion: DEFINITELY read this with a snickerdoodle latte. I really need to look up how to make one of those as I haven't had one in years and it just sounds so good. But yes! Snickerdoodle latte. That's what this fic needs for sure. And some palmiers, for crunch.

For more Christmas fic recs: 2023; 2022; 2021; 2020; 2019; 2018; 2017

[aluria-sevhex]

the power of friendship didn't work :(

[Hi, stardust! If you wanna read all of her posts as she plays through ISAT, they can all be accessed in this masterpost and are all tagged as #Aluria plays ISAT for the first time (please don't spoil)

This particular post starts in the middle of a play session and conversation directly following the last one, so it might be a good idea to have read that one first!]

notes:

-hm? the stars? yeah what *is* Sif's deal with them. so help me if the kid is right and they came from the sky-

-""how do you deal with it?" (you don't.)"

-hehe Sif is thinking of a loophole

-D: i messed up with Bonnie

-guess i'll talk to Loop

-Bonnie's favorites are rice and pineapples... and the third thing isn't palmiers... so the third thing has to be the samosas

-oh my god. Sif asked if Loop is jealous of his allies, and Loop was like "like what? like i'm your partner waiting for you to come home and then when you do all you can do is talk about hoe much fun you had with your friends?"

BUDDY. YOU'RE TELLING ON YOURSELF.

-"forget i said that. it was an awful metaphor." mmhmm. hmmmmmmmm

-oh? if they're not jealous of the party... are they jealous of Sif?

-gonna loop to help Bonnie

-huh. if i zone out the skill won't be as useful. i won't then

-"Isabeau looks nicer, you think" hehe

-:o the second time, Siffrin thinks the belief should change

-"but changing the script is scary" oof

-gonna have to find a craftonomy book

-"also, why am i thinking about candles right now?" strange. oh yeah it *was* in one of the dorm rooms

-i accidentally zoned out for Odile's thing this time ;_;

-FUCK I DON'T KNOW THE TYPE OF SAMOSAS.

WAIT. BONNIES PROFILE.

"Weak to: Cheese

Resists: Veggies"

...FUCK I MESSED UP

-talking to Isa. "you will always make the joke. you have to keep some sort of routine to stay sane, and if always making the joke is how, so be it." funny but also D:

-??? Sif and Loop just had a thing about how quiet Sif is...

-time to loop forward to see what the samosas' deal is

-looped to Floor 3. gonna find a craftonomy book

-HOLY FUCKING SHIT THE POWER OF CRAFT BREAK A

-oh THAT'S where a chain for the pendant is!!!

-hm. apparently Body Craft is illegal in Ka Bue, but if you know where to look...

-in the bathroom again. eavesdropping.

-"in some countries we would be expected to talk about the men in our lives and nothing else. would you like to do that" "we've only got the one man, madame, and ew" LOL

-oh my god. they're talking about Isabeau confessing.

-love how Odile and Bonnie have figured out that Isa has a crush on Siffrin but Sif and Mira are oblivious. truly an aspec mood

-WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT WHY DID A SIFFRIN SPRITE APPEAR I JUST GOT A FUCKING ACHIEVEMENT FOR IT HUH???

-oh did i completely misinterpret that part of Bonnie's profile

-looping back

-time to help everybody again

-"(say the line, Siffrin)"

-"coming to a country she has no ties to, but wanting to create those ties herself. it feels almost revolutionary."

"you're jealous." oh?

-...what if Siffrin is from the country that disappeared. it makes sense with all the weird shit, and would also explain why they don't remember much of it

-time to help Bonnie!

-also i am once again wondering what the deal is with Siffrin and stars. 'stars' is in the game's title and they clearly have some sort of importance... fuck it speculation time. what if Loop and Siffrin are both from the same place (possibly the disappearing country) that had a lot of ties to the star or the sky or something, and Loop was in a time loop or something st some point for some reason, maybe to fulfill a purpose, failed, and is now trying to help Siffrin with whatever the purpose of Siffrin's time loop is

-anyway. Bonnie time!

-:0 Bonnie wants me to teach them how to fight

-awwwwwwww this is so fucking precious

-Sif. did you seriously fucking forget thst you don't like being touched? or are you that oblivious.

-...OH. awwww :( they do like it but he's not used to it...

-:0 BONNIE'S SISTER NAME REVEALED (Nille/Pétronille)

-oh wow Nille is just like me fr fr (i don't like being unexpected touched, and there's been times where it ended in me screaming too)

i am not able to suplex people tho lol

-feel like Siffrin's memory issues are either magic bullshit or. trauma? or. magic bullshit AND trauma? idk but this bitch is not mentally healthy

-lol??? Bonnie poked Sif XD

-LMAO SIF FUCKING TRIPPED- wait. whh does that have ominous audio

-OH? Sif lost their eye protecting Bonnie?

-i don't think Bonnie's apparent guilt is JUST about Siffrin, it's gotta be at least a little about Nille

-AWWWWWWWW BONNIE HUGGED SIFFRIN

-time to help Isabeau!

-hold on gonna talk to Loop first

-lol Sif asked if Loop and the King are friends

-ok. listen Siffrin. what the FUCK do you mean by "it's complicated" how does one have a complicated relationship with the fucking stars???

-ok NOW i'm helping Isa

-...oh my god. Isabeau's name. is a pun. (－‸ლ)

-:0 they're staring at the sky together

-hmmmm why do you wanna change the subject, Sif?

-also it's so sweet that Isabeau noticed the little things :]

-shy nerd Isa does not compute

-PLEASE ISA CONFESS ALREADY THIS IS PAINFUL

-Aaaajdjkaskdljdjdjejfjghtjgjgjgjfn

-ToT THE TIMELINE IS *DETERMINED* TO MAKE SURE THAT ISA NEVER FUCKING CONFESSES

-hehe Bonnie, Odile, and Mirabelle arrived

-gonna go thru the entire House in one loop >:)

-"You have ENOUGH of all those STUPID SADNESSES standing in your BLINDING WAY." Sif is getting SICK of the loops.

-...uh-oh. everybody's scared? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT LOOP(?)

-kinda like when Bonnie was shown to have been listening in and it culminated in them saying they hate Siffrin over and over before things rewound slightly

-"don't kill it in one strike, or they'll notice"

-...i can make it so Sadnesses run... shouldn't i buff my friends' levels tho? so they have all their skills.

-I GOT THE SHARPENING STONE

-fuck. Sif almost forgot to stop Isabeau from running into the Tears

-Sif is now thinking about the difference between Tears and being frozen in battle and nearly panicking. i think this game should be renamed Anxiety Simulator 2023

-if i had a nickel for every RPG i liked where the main character is depicted in monochrome and has severe mental health issues and is in some sort of cycle, i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

-Frin once again said nya and is sick of it

-Siffrin's accumulated stats + the stat boosts from the hangout memories make the group *terrifyingly efficient*. i made it so the Sadnesses are scared of me but i hunt them down anyway just to get those levels for the skills. i am attaining godlike power by the standards of this place and it is horrifying

-every time i get a notification that Siffrin's leveled up i get kinda scared...

-CRAFTONOMY BOOK FOUND! TIME CRAFT CRASH COURSE!

-O_O CRAFTING TIME WAS HYPOTHESIZED TO REQUIRE KILLING THE USER

-tbf Sif's time loop abilities do have weird limits... like absorbing the memories of battles to go forward...

-time to call Loop!

-dang. that was not as helpful.

-hey i found the hand-drawn tarot deck and got a 2 of Swords this time

-Floor 1 boss time

-snack time!

-picking the onigiri this time

-going to log off for the night

-back

-obligatory title screen music appreciation :D

-hehe talked to Bonnie after the snack time

-"which one am I?" "you're my cousin who i see once a year and we have a really really good time!"

-:0 one of the papers in Euphrasie's office is a love letter from Claude

-hm. a spreadsheet with two columns: "Save Vaugarde" and "Other"... the first one has a lot of names, the second doesn't

-:0 the person didn't give their partner the earring yet

-"(You're not sure how many deities you worship.)"

-uh-oh. i think Odile thinks it's sus that i knew about the familytale

-the book on shields "smells weird"

-I THINK ODILE THINKS IT'S SUS THAT I KNEW THE CARROT METHOD

-"you pick up the key, and do not think about how bad you are at your job"

-ohhhhhhhh wait does Odile have two names because she's half-Vaugardian? either that or. a gender thing?

-hehe Bonnie is saying it's stupid to talk about what'll happen if we lose

-awwww everybody promised that we'd protect each other

-"the taste is familiar to you, somehow" yeah cuz i ate fish heads on a previous loop

-"Sif is MY Siffrin nickname, Mira." lol

-ok Odile definitely thinks i'm sus

-...SOME. CRAFTS HAVE A DISTINCT SMELL. I KNEW IT. SUGAR. TIME CRAFT IS SUGAR

-YEAHHHHHHHH TIME TO UNITE THE PENDANT AND CHAIN

-oh :< doesn't work

-oh fuck Sif u ok?

"(Nothing ever goes right in your life.)" (and the text is shaky :( )

-hehehe note earring

-hm. the pottery class has issue 87

-bathroom break!

-Sif feels... happy?

-"even though you're not friends, you're just allies" idk you guys seem like friends to me

-uh. Sif is calling themself stupid again.

-that weird ghost Sif again...

-i am definitely not the only person to compare the paper Tristesse to SOMETHING. but i'm doing it anyway

-hehe level 69 nice

-...did i need to sharpen the Keyknife before opening the door?

-hm where's the last of the bomb components located? the gizmo-gadget is in the room and the secret ingredient is in Claude's hand... but what about the thingy-thing?

-YES SIF YOU ARE ALL FRIENDS

-FOUND FAMILY MY BELOVED

-SNACK TIME

-malanga fritters :D

-"in this moment, you are loved"

-:o Mira is brushing Sif's hair

-hehehe Sif wants Isa to be emotionally vulnerable first

-the King fight music slaps

-no it was not always this easy to fight him

-...who helped the King harness Time Craft

-the universe? ...wishing on a star...?

-Isa can't remember... hm...

-why don't they know what the universe is???

-Mira saw an article that said the King is from elsewhere. maybe he's from the disappearing island? or wherever Sif is from. altho those two places might be the same

-THE TALLNESS. JUST HAPPENED???

-what can he see?

-how is freezing Vaugarde the universe's will?

-...what if. what if the only way to break the time loop is to let the King win. just let him freeze everything and leave Vaugarde.

-"you know it's just a way to make you stop fighting, but..."

-i have once again killed the King

-..."I can never go back home." T_T

-i don't think friendship will fix the loops. currently talking to everybody

-GOD FUCKING DAMMIT ISA WHEN WILL YOU CONFESS LMAO

-*sighs* time to talk to Euphrasie

-I KNEW IT. IT'S THE SAME. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

-Siffrin calling himself stupid counter just went up :(

-and again...

-...Odile?

-Siffrin's friends are noticing that something's wrong

-...and. i looped again.

-TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THE TIME LOOP

-i think Sif called themself stupid again... and again

-:0 memory of Family... a way they could catch up?

-:( Siffrin wants Isa to touch him. but it'll never happen.

-talking to Loop

-aw. when asking Loop how to help everyone and then selecting who to help, Siffrin refers to them as family members now :]

-OK I CAN ASK LOOP ABOUT THE WEIRD SIFFRIN SPRITE

-RE: Isabeau trying to confess and Siffrin being oblivious, Loop is probably thinking "wow! this motherfucker is so dense!"

-logging off for now

[diehellasrache]

I saw a picture of palmiers and decided I had to try them or I would die. Unfortunately there's some local festival going on impeding my ability to freely acquire pastries so I decided to make some. Double unfortunately even with dough made by someone who has never doughne that sort of thing before, they're really really very good. I wish I didn't know this. It took like four hours and dirtied every dish in the kitchen. I used this puff pastry recipe and this assembly.

[multiverseprincess]

gaslighter pt. 2

sorry for this, I'm getting the toxicity of my periods out of my system with these- THESE ARE NOT NORMAL BEHAVIOURS DO NOT ENABLE THEM.

tw: creepy men (not pete), overthinking, lots of it, stalking (pete), post-break up vibes and sadness, heartbreak, things left unsaid and angst galore.

peter realizes that maybe, just maybe a break up doesn't mean that he can't still know what you were upto. he thinks it's okay, okay to keep tabs on you through webslinging persona.

not only does he follow you silently through the streets of NYC, swinging, jumping rooftop to rooftop- he'd try to be there every night but he thinks (that's slightly pushing it) but he also, sometimes just fall asleep on the rooftop opposite to your building, listening in here and then- to check see what kinda day you'd had.

he's not moved on, not at the pace he's at- he thinks to himself that he's done, you were it and if he can't have you maybe he's just not meant for it, he's done playing god he thinks.

he hears it then, when he's followed you to a night out at a club with your friends, a guy chatting you up and asking you for your number- his heart is in his throat, he knows that it's not his place and the fact that he just gets to see you love your life no matter from how far away it is, is a merciful thing, but if you added someone else to that- it's a double edged sword he'd carry forever.

you allow him another mercy, you turn the guy down, gently, as if there's anything else you are- "I'm sorry, I'm not into dating right now", you'd let them down gently, wishing them a good night and a cheers.

peter smiles to himself and chuckles, 'cheers to you too lovely', he thought to himself. he thinks to how he'd get you in the first place-

you were working at a cafe he had dropped by randomly, he was tired and needed juice for his patrol and he barely looked at you, looking at the confectionery in the food display counter, the light from it falling on his face, it made him look ethereal to you and the fact that he didn't look up and was tired, made you feel for him.

as he ordered, still looking at the display, distracted and unfocused, rubbing his face w his left hand and apologizing for not being able to pronounce something right, he placed his order- "um, um- yeah, a decaf and that pah-mee-ay (palmiers)"

you cleared your throat and he was still nodding, digging through his jacket, when you clear your throat once more making him look up

and you held his gaze as you did something you would never do to a stranger, much less a customer- "so you want a decaf and a pal-meay (palmiers)?"

you said it your lip movements a little more pronounced, his gaze drops to them for a second, making you smirk and he nods, his cheeks heating up at being caught a second time by you.

he's not dettered though, age and experience have emboldened him- "yeah that's how you say that?"

"mm hm"

"yeah and how d'ya say your name?"

it's straightforward, he felt his heart in his throat but you didn't know it then- he just knew he'd be a fool to walk away without your name and your number and maybe a date.

he thought you were the prettiest person he'd seen in a while, well, atleast pretty to him- the kind of pretty that made his muscles feel like mush and his stomach fluttery. you made him want to try, and something told him you'd be worth everything and more.

and it stands true when you walk out of the club, for a breather and stand back to wall in the dingy alley behind the club. he moves closer to the edge of the roof at that, closer to your side, just as he did-

"hey dollface, where are ya peepin huh? night's still young" the guy comes in out, the vibes are making his Spidey senses tingle.

"just getting a breather", you replied with a polite smile

peter was on high alert, his senses were going off

"yeah your mind changed on the number yet?"

"yeah still not ready, thanks"

"that's a pity hunny, could've been going home with me tonight ya' know- have some fun, maybe a lot?", the guy moves from the wall opposite to you, getting closer as they replied, their right hand is put next to your face and before his put his left one too-

two things happened- you kneed him where the sun didn't shine and elbowed his chest, while spiderman webbed his mouth shut and pulled him up, much to your surprise and amusement

"My turn!", spiderman said, sweeping him off his legs- he webs the guy upside down from the roof, while you step inside to alert the creepy guys friends that they should get him, and if they like their bodies the way they are- away from the club to never return.

as you are about to step out again, bidding goodbye to your friends with plans of how and when everyone's getting home checked and verified- you see spiderman waiting next to the clubs doors.

you smile at him and start walking home, him falling in step next to you

"salutations mister spiderman", you sassed, wanting to keep whatever this was breezy, you were 6 drinks down and it was not the week to end with a bad trip.

"hey lovely", he chuckled, his boyish voice immediately activating that numb part of your heart, spurring it to life and now it aches, yeah- you weren't ready to see him again. no matter what mask he put on.

"I can walk myself home you know?, I'm okay I've got a fully charged phone too" you wanted him gone, you were afraid if he acted casual you'd actually say or do things you'd regret and it's not good street cred to be yelling at spiderman- ask JJ.

"It would make me feel better to walk you home tonight, please let me- you don't have to, trust me, you don't have to do shit for me, but if you can, please let me do this" for me more than for you he wants to add, but the way you stop walking and turn to look at him, something tells him you get it. he only hopes that you don't say no now, he'd not push if you did though- that's not what May raised him to be.

you fold your hands ask you reply-

"yeah and you're gonna go back to rooftop stalking after that?"

his blood goes cold for a minute and he wants to bury himself alive.

"y-you knew?", wow no defence at all, pete, wow.

"Spidey you aren't very sneaky, not to me, must be losing your touch", you tsk'd walking away frim him as he stood still, you swayed your hips a little more, you knew he liked to watch you- you never stopped him, wouldn't either. if there was one guy you wanted watching you it was him, just his eyes.

he snaps into motion as you turn a block and jobs to catch up- "you knew? you're not mad? annoyed? creeped out?"

"I'm not mad or annoyed, I saw you the first day after the break up and I know you've got sini-

he clears his throat and you look at him in surprise, oh yes, inside voice

"um, bad guys, so yeah, I know you're just looking out, I'm not mad or creeped out, you're just annoying w how hard you try to not be noticed by me" I'd notice you in a crowd, pete- you want to add.

peter nods, he wants to add- yeah and I missed you, I wanted you to be safe and I want to see you be safe, I miss you, will you take me back, ever?

he wants to say so much and he watches you look at him expectantly, he wants to have it out, take you to your place, maybe come in and God just sleep, hold you, kiss you a little or maybe more and just sleep dreamlessly in your arms but it feels like a luxury he can't afford and doesn't deserve.

so he just nods, nods and says- "I'm gonna walk you home and go back to patrol, stay on alert, yeah?"

[kirric-the-fan]

Had another worldbuilding thought for my Memory-Royale precure series: The villains are collecting fairies to use their magical power, battery style, and with the precures powers drawing from the sapphire clock (and the fact that the villains are kinda stuck in their city of Kurogawa bc binding rules) the villains could siphon a fragment of the sapphire clock's powers for themselves, and use it to open rifts to fairy populated worlds.

Cue weeks where the Memory cures have to close up these rifts, and keep the fairies that come through from being captured.

Cue an even funnier moment where the cures come across a rift, and in order to save the fairies they just start throwing them back through. Except this rift is to the Palmier kingdom, and Cure Memory just unceremoniously yeets Coco before he can ask who they are or offer his help.

Suzuki gets a letter from him afterwards thanking her for the save, explaining the precure connection, that they can't come help (again, binding rules- no precure can enter the city, but our protagonists all grew up there or moved there before they became precure), but that Milk did get caught in that raid and that is bad news as the enemy's power will increase.

(Memory cures have two "fairies"- Kokoro is a fairy trapped in a cat's body, and Kibou is a fairy, but somehow doesn't show up on the villains detectors. He's also very good at hiding, and doesn't do much. He embodies the no thoughts memes.)

(ep or maybe even movie style idea: a completely different villain comes to town, and starts turning its people into fairies, blackmailing the cures for the sapphire clock in exchange for their restoration- the regular villains will soon collect them all for their schemes otherwise. The cures have to keep various confused townspeople hidden, including Kirami (Cure Express)'s parents, and several of Fumiko (Cure Reverie)'s siblings, no e of which know about their cure identities.)

Further edit: Tbh most of the motw stuff could be dropped and it can just be a race to catch up with and rescue the random fairies that drop into the city. Kokoro and Kibou can sense when one appears, and then the cures have to find it first and use their powers to send it home before the villains get it.

The rub is, that while the later two cures, Cure Serene and Cure Connect, are great for holding off the villains while the others are using their magic to send the fairy home, they can't save the fairies themselves. So there is at least one occasion where the fairy becomes an impromptu ball in a game of high stakes touchdown, where the two cures need to get it and themselves from one end of the town to the other to reunite with the rest of the team.

[diamondcrownacademy]

DCA Info Part 20: Chateau Beastiale Dorm 📚🥀🐗

Chateau Beastiale (シャトー・ビースティアーレ寮, Shatō Bīsutiāre Ryō) was founded on the Intellect (知性) of the Golden Maiden and is inspired by the world of Beauty and the Beast. Students of this dorm excel in Basic Etiquette and Magic Incantations.

Dorm Founder: Belle

Known in-universe as the Golden Maiden (黄金の乙女).

Dorm Crest

The dorm crest features a shield like emblem with a gold exterior outline and blue interior. Within the interior there are silhouettes of The Beast, Belle and a red rose. On the upper right of the emblem's exterior, there is a rose crown with three red roses on it wrapped around it's edge. Near the bottom, there is a red banner with the dorm's name on it. On the bottom and lower sides of the exterior, there is a garland of red roses. There are also household items on top and on both sides of the exterior, with a candelabra at the top, a teapot on the left and teacups on the right.

Dorm Leader: Rozeline Pierrette

Chateau Beastiale's current dorm leader is Rozeline Pierrette, a young woman who's famous for her novels, playwrights, songs, inventions and alchemy class experiments. But she has a bit of a dark secret.

Dorm Fairy: Rosia

Rosia (ロシア, Roshia) is Chateau Beastiale's dorm fairy and vice dorm leader. She is described as being very elegant and giving good advice. Rosia carries herself with confidence and likes to quote from books when speaking sometimes. She is known to be a good tutor for students having trouble with anything, be it studies, manners and much more. She is able to speak her mind even though it can be blunt sometimes, Rosia doesn't see the need to sugarcoat anything otherwise the students won't learn.

Her current appearance represents Rozeline's ideal self, wanting to show what she is capable of without having to worry about being feared or called a monster because of her unique magic.

Dorm Living Quarters

• The exterior of the Chateau Beastiale dorm living quarters is designed to the likeness of the Beast's castle. It has a beautiful rose garden at the entrance leading to the main building.

• The entrance to the gate has a small marble house filled with soft pillows and a few pet essentials. This is Palmiers' station, she guards the gate entrance and won't let others pass unless they offer her sweets. So Rozeline has a sign to notify students and visitors on the guard bear.

• The interior is colored beige wallpaper and metal made to look like gold, decorating the hallways and a number of furniture is enchanted and can talk and some even wander around the dorm.

• The first one you notice is the large grandfather clock, he calls himself Edgar (エドガー). He greets the students and has the duty of ringing the time where classes should begin and when the students should wake up.

• Next is the stove, Gustove (グストヴェ). He is in charge of the kitchen and he makes the food in the dorm. The plates and cutlery aren’t sentient but for some reason they are able to levitate, due to a magic crystal infused within, Gustove’s metal body. SO he can do whatever he pleases with the items in the kitchen. Also he dislikes leftovers, but with Gustove as the chef every plate comes back empty.

• Lastly, there’s the talking wardrobes placed in every room. They aim to please by helping the students out with their outfits. Also they love to gossip, so there are those old pipes that is called a speaking tube that they use to communicate with.

Etymology

The dorm's name is derived from the French word "château" meaning "castle" while the word "beastiale" is a portmanteau of the words "beast" and "castle".

[fruityfroggy]

Your ask button seems to appear for me

So now that I'm here

What sweets would you offer to Mhin?

Oh. Maybe it just doesn’t show up for me specifically? I mean the button appeared one single time on my side, but I turned it off at the time. Then when I turned it back on: not there. Plus, it’s been open for so long without any messages in sight. But maybe people just needed an invitation? Oh well. Idk anymore.

But onto the actual question! The first thing that came to my mind were palmiers (aka elephant ear cookies). They’re so good when made right, and to me, they are heart shaped. I don’t care what it’s names suggest. They are heart shaped in my mind and I want to give Mhin heart shaped things. I just need to show them my unconditional love and affection consideration like that. Oh right, macarons too, cuz macarons are always the vibe. There’s no need for farther elaboration. I will be offering those too.

If we’re talking non-pastry sweets, I’m thinking those fluffy Japanese cheesecakes, cuz let’s be honest, Mhin deserves that, y’know? Idk how I’d offer that one without seeming weird (they’re usually kinda big), but I could find a way. I could also just offer chocolates like a normal person. Though it would have to specifically be the merci-brand chocolate (yes, I’m being brand specific with this. Yes, I’m not well. How’d you notice?). Why? Because why wouldn’t I give Mhin the best? I have no reason not to.

Okay, I think I should stop now. I need to get a hold on myself before I get too lost in the sauce with this one.

[bitbybitwrites]

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - Recipe and Song list - Chp 4, 5 and 6

Here is the music/recipe wrap-up for chapters 4, 5, and 6.

You can see the info under the cover art by @datshitrandom

Some spoilers are below, so if you'd like to read the fic first, click here

For Chapters 1, 2, and 3 songs and recipes, click here

To see the YouTube playlist for the fic, click here.

Chapter 4

The song playing as Kurt enters the tea salon:

The ridiculously long list of sweets that Chef Sylvester orders Kurt to make when he gets into work:

"Three dozen petits gateaux napolitaines, three dozen lunettes, four dozen croissants de lune, four dozen petits provençaux , five dozen tuiles aux noisettes, six dozen galette bretonne, six dozen petits palmiers and seven dozen macarons chocolate   to be completed before you leave in addition to your usual duties today.” Chef Sylvester barked out with military precision.

Petits gateaux napolitaines: Click here for Recipe 1 or Recipe 2 or Recipe 3: (pg 1) (pg2)

Lunettes: Click here for Recipe 1 or Recipe 2: (pg 1) (pg 2)

Croissants de lune: Click here for the recipe

Petits provençaux :

OK, fessing up. I couldn't find an actual photo of this online and I actually substituted it with photos of mini Gâteau Nantais (French almond rum cake) instead. Actual provençaux are made with anisette and almonds and are mixed with a madeleine batter (which are small sponge cakes baked into shell-shaped pans), so I thought it was an ok substitution. Bakers, don't kill me! I have the recipes for both below

Recipe 1 or Recipe 2 (Gâteau Nantais)

or

Recipe 2: (pg 1) (pg 2) (Petits provençaux)

Tuiles aux noisettes: Click here for Recipe 1 or Recipe 2

Galette bretonne: Click here for the recipe (I've made these, and they are soooooo good!)

Petits palmiers:

Many of these recipes call for frozen, pre-made puff pastry dough. But since Kurt is who he is in the fic, you know he's making that from scratch, so I'll include the recipe for that as well.

Click here for puff pastry recipe

Click here for palmier Recipe 1. or Recipe 2 : (pg1) (pg2)

Macarons chocolate :

Click here for Recipe 1 or Recipe 2: (pg1) (pg2)

*As a side note, the recipes listed above that are photographs from a cookbook come from: The French Cookie Book by Bruce Healy /Paul Bugat. It's out of print, but you can find used copies if you look online.

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The head chef let out a sound of disapproval.  "You might want to slice those cucumbers again, Salsa Verde." Chef Sylvester said, poking a finger at the pile Santana had growing on the cutting board in front of her."I think we will need paper-thin rounds rather than julienne today.  Can't have those old rich biddies choking on their cucumber sandwiches with their tea, can we?"

Cucumber sandwiches:

There were a couple of recipes shared in the 1st recipe/song round-up post, but here's another for you!

Click here: Cucumber Tea Sandwiches with Herby Cream Cheese

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The head chef's eyes looked around before she then zoned in on her next victim.  Her eyes narrowed as she observed Trent, who was working on yet another batch of bread dough.  It was Brioche pur Buerre to be exact.  

 Brioche pur Buerre : Click here for the recipe

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Are the croissants proofing?" Chef Sylvester asked as she watched Trent try to maintain his composure while paying attention to his work.  She snapped her fingers in his face when he did not respond quickly enough.  "Hey, Cream Puff, I'm talking to you."

Croissants: Click here for recipes and how to guide for making croissants.

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Chapter 5

The song Kurt hears as he's walking through the Ramble in Central Park.

The 1st song Kurt sees Blaine play while at Belvedere Castle.

The songs Blaine plays while Kurt is up exploring Belvedere Castle.

Cinnamon scones: - for the recipe, see Chapter 6 below

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Chapter 6

She was on my case about putting too much grain in my multi-grain bread," Trent told Mike.  "I don't know how that is even a thing.  My sourdough was also too sour, and my quiche was as she put it . .  and I quote: 'as bland and unappealing as your own sad pasty face’  . . unquote."  

Multigrain bread: Click here for Recipe 1 or Recipe 2

Sourdough bread: Click here for Recipe 1. Recipe 2

Quiche: Click here for the recipe.

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"She had the gall to tear apart a croquembouche I had made for a bridal shower," Kurt said, the indignity of it all still simmering under the surface.  "As if I can't make flawless choux pastry in my sleep.  And then she had the audacity to say the cream puffs weren't filled with enough cream.  . ."

Croquembouche: Click here for the recipe.

Choux pastry: Click here for the recipe.

Cream puffs: Click here for the recipe.

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“Your cinnamon scones - meaning your mother’s recipe?" Mike chimed in, now more interested.  "I've heard about these. They were the stuff of legend in the dorms."

Cinnamon scones: Recipe 1 or Recipe 2

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"Seriously, I tried once to tempt him with some pan dulce in exchange . . even my mother's conchas and my tia's marranitos . . but was shot down right away," Santana told Mike.  "We're not wrong . . those are the ones you're talking about?"

Conchas: Click here for the recipe.

Marranitos: Click here for the recipe.

The song the young chefs here from Kurt's phone (one of Blaine's performances).

Whew! That was a lot of recipes and songs for those 3 chapters. If I missed anything you may be interested in, let me know!

Chapter 7 will be posted soon!

Thanks for reading!