#skim milk cookie

[rubys-forest]

Longing

Doodle below!!

[spacebugarts]

We didn't have milk so i dipped my oreos in coffee, 10/10 very good and I get bonus caffeine :)

[uluvjay]

Baking cookies for F1 drivers after they give you a good wienering(sex)… 

(Thank you tik tok for this idea & @turcott3 for helping)

| OSCAR PIASTRI | honestly he’s confused when you present him with the tray of cookies, thinks they’re for his win but when you tell them what they’re actually for he blushes bright red and giggles.

“Really? For giving you good sex?”

But he’s still very appreciative and makes sure you see that.

| LEWIS HAMILTON | Smirky but finds it amusing, pulls you into a sweet kiss and ends up quickly giving you a reason to bake more.

“Honey I think you’ll need another bag of flour by the end of the week.”

Your home begins to smell like baked goods all the time and anytime he’s craving your cookies he knows what he has to do.

| CHARLES LECLERC | He’s slightly confused but horned. He giggles when you tell him what they’re for and while he does find it slightly silly it warms his heart. Pulls you into a sweet kiss before he eats one and praises you for the amazing taste.

“Almost as delicious as you mon amor.”

| LANDO NORRIS | He gets cocky but also finds it hilarious, definitely throws out some dirty remarks that have you blushing, he uses this to his advantage though and always asks what he can do to get more.

“So how many do I get if I get you pregnant??”

| MAX VERSTAPPEN | He is severely confused, he doesn’t understand what you mean or why you would make him cookies for giving you what you deserve but he eats them nonetheless and tells you how delicious they are.

“I don’t understand Schat, why did you bake me cookies for fucking you good? That’s what I’m supposed to do.”

| LOGAN SARGEANT | Blushes like a school boy, he doesn’t know what to say at first but composes himself and thanks you. Gives you a sweet kiss before eating one, he ends up having the plate gone by the end of the day and he makes his way into your shower later that night with one thing on his mind.

“Can you make snickerdoodles next time?”

| DANIEL RICCIARDO | laughs his ass off for a solid 60 seconds before composing himself and pulling you in for a kiss. He thanks you a thousand times before picking one up for you two to share but quickly gets turned on by the way your lips skim his finger as he feeds it to you and next thing you know you’re bent over the counter. An hour later he comes in to find the oven set at 350 and you whipping up more cookies for him.

“What flavor you makin’ this time?”

| CARLOS SAINZ | He gets so fucking cocky, the second you tell him what you made them for his smirk overtakes his face. He thanks you properly with a quickie before cleaning you up and getting you cuddled up on the couch as he heats up the cookies and gets you both a glass of milk.

“I could get use to these.”

| LANCE STROLL | He’s confused for a good 15 seconds before he starts laughing. He’s very thankful though and horned that you thought the sex was good enough to bake him his favorite cookies. Gives you a sweet “thank you baby.” With a kiss before he splits one between the two of you.

| ALEX ALBON | It amuses him, you’d mentioned doing it to him but he didn’t think you actually would until he walks in to find you plating them. He knew what they were for right away and couldn’t contain his laughter, soon your both bent over laughing.

Once they’re cooled down he devours half of the plate and praises your skill.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Reference: Food History

B.C.

10,000 - almonds, cherries, bread, flour, soup

8,000 - wheat ⚜ 7,000 - wine, beer, pistachios, pig, goat, sheep, lard

6,500 - cattle domestication, apples ⚜ 6,000 - tortilla, dates, maize

5,000 - honey, ginger, quinoa, avocados, potatoes, milk, yogurt

4,000 - focaccia, watermelons, grapes, pomegranates

3,200 - chicken domestication ⚜ 3,000 - butter, onion, garlic, apricots

2,737 - tea ⚜ 2,500 - olive oil, seaweed, duck ⚜ 2,300 - saffron

2,000 - peaches, liquorice, marshmallow, pasta, ham, sesame seeds

1,500 - chocolate, vanilla ⚜ 1,200 - sugar ⚜ 1,000 - mangoes, oats, pickles

900 - pears, tomatoes ⚜ 700 - cinnamon ⚜ 600 - bananas, poppy seeds

500 - artichokes ⚜ 400 - pastries, appetizers, vinegar

300 - parsley ⚜ 200 - turkeys, asparagus, rhubarb ⚜ 65 - quince

1st—13th Century

1st Century - chestnuts, lobster, crab, shrimp, truffles, blueberries, raspberries, capers, kale, blood (as food), fried chicken, foie gras, French toast, omelettes, rice pudding, flan, cheesecake, pears in syrup

3rd Century - lemons ⚜ 5th - pretzels ⚜ 6th - eggplant

7th Century - spinach, kimchi ⚜ 9th - coffee, nutmeg

10th Century - flower waters, Peking duck, shark's fin soup

11th Century - baklava, corned beef, cider, lychees, seitan

12th Century - breadfruit, artichokes, gooseberries

13th Century - ravioli, lasagne, mozzarella, pancakes, waffles, couscous

14th—19th Century

14th Century - kebabs, moon cakes, guacamole, pie, apple pie, crumpets, gingerbread

15th Century - coconuts, Japanese sushi and sashimi, pineapples, marmalade, risotto, marzipan, doughnuts, hot dogs

16th Century - pecans, cashews (in India), Japanese tempura, vanilla (in Europe), fruit leather, skim milk, sweetbreads, salsa, quiche, teriyaki chicken, English trifle, potato salad

17th Century - treacle, pralines, coffee cake, modern ice cream, maple sugar, rum, French onion soup, cream puffs, bagels, pumpkin pie, lemonade, croissants, lemon meringue pie

18th Century - root beer, tapioca, French fries, ketchup, casseroles, mayonnaise, eggnog, soda water, lollipops, sangria, muffins, crackers, chowder, croquettes, cupcakes, sandwiches, apple butter, souffle, deviled eggs

19th Century - toffee, butterscotch, cocoa, Turkish delight, iodized salt, vanilla extract, modern marshmallows, potato chips, fish and chips, breakfast cereal, Tabasco sauce, Kobe beef, margarine, unsalted butter, Graham crackers, fondant, passionfruit, saltwater taffy, milkshakes, pizza, peanut butter, tea bags, cotton candy, jelly beans, candy corn, elbow macaroni, fondue, wedding cake, canapes, gumbo, ginger ale, carrot cake, bouillabaisse, cobbler, peanut brittle, pesto, baked Alaska, iced tea, fruit salad, fudge, eggs Benedict, Waldorf salad

20th Century

1901 - peanut butter and jelly ⚜ 1904 - banana splits ⚜ 1905 - NY pizza

1906 - brownies, onion rings ⚜ 1907 - aioli

1908 - Steak Diane, buttercream frosting ⚜ 1909 - shrimp cocktail

1910 - Jell-O (America's most famous dessert)

1910s - orange juice ⚜ 1912 - Oreos, maraschino cherries, fortune cookies

1912 - Chicken a la King, Thousand Island dressing

1914 - Fettuccine Alfredo ⚜ 1915 - hush puppies

1917 - marshmallow fluff ⚜ 1921 - Wonder Bread, zucchini

1919 - chocolate truffles ⚜ 1922 - Vegemite, Girl Scout cookies

1923 - popsicles ⚜ 1924 - frozen foods, pineapple upside-down cake, Caesar salad, chocolate-covered potato chips

1927 - Kool-Aid, s'mores, mayonnaise cake ⚜ 1929 - Twizzlers

1930s - Pavlova cakes, Philly cheese steak, Pigs in blankets, margaritas, banana bread, Cajun fried turkey ⚜ 1931 - souffle, refrigerator pie

1933 - chocolate covered pretzels ⚜ 1936 - no-bake cookies

1937 - Reubens, chicken Kiev, SPAM, Krispy Kreme

1938 - chicken and waffles ⚜ 1939 - seedless watermelon

1941 - Rice Krispies treats, Monte Cristo sandwiches ⚜ 1943 - nachos

1946 - chicken burgers, tuna melts, Nutella ⚜ 1947- chiffon cake

1950s - chicken parm, Irish coffee, cappuccino, smoothies, frozen pizza, diet soda, TV Dinners, ranch dressing ⚜ 1951 - bananas foster

1953 - coronation chicken ⚜ 1956 - German chocolate cake, panini

1957 - Quebec Poutine ⚜ 1958 - Instant ramen noodles, crab rangoon, lemon bars ⚜ 1960s - beef Wellington, green eggs and ham, red velvet cake

1963 - black forest cake ⚜ 1964 - Belgian waffles, Pop Tarts, Buffalo wings, ants on a log, pita bread ⚜ 1965 - Gatorade, Slurpees

1966 - chocolate fondue ⚜ 1967 - high fructose corn syrup

1970s - California rolls, pasta primavera, tiramisu ⚜ 1971 - fajitas

1975 - hicken tikka masala ⚜ 1980 - turducken

1980s - Panko, portobello mushrooms, bubble tea, chicken nuggets, Sriracha, Red Bull energy drink, everything bagels

1990s - artisan breads, Jamaican jerk ⚜ 1991 - turkey bacon, chocolate molten lava cake, earthquake cake ⚜ 1993 - broccolini

1995 - Tofurkey ⚜ 1997 - grape tomatoes

21st Century

2002 - flat iron steak, tear-free onions ⚜ 2007 - Kool-Aid pickles, cake pops

2008 - Mexican funnel cake ⚜ 2013 - cronuts, test tube burgers

Source ⚜ Writing Notes & References

[extremelyblackandwhite]

Could you maybe possibly do a Bucky X single mum reader? Maybe he doesn't know she's a mum thinks she's ghosting him and then bumps into her and said child or something maybe some angst smut fluff the whole shebang

Bucky was officially done with dating.

He had felt this quite a few times but never had he decided to put an end to dating in the modern day until now. Things had been going great, he didn't even think she would've accepted to go on a date with him yet she did and after that, there wasn't a single moment where he wasn't thinking of her or with her. She was sweet, smart and didn't seem to mind about his past as the Winter Soldier or the metal arm that was blatantly visible to anyone if he took his gloves off. He was finally happy, in a healthy relationship, or at least he thought so.

A week ago things had gone radio silent, there were no texts, he didn't see her at her usual coffee spot and whenever he tried calling, it would go to voice mail time and time again. It had finally hit him that she had just "ghosted" him as Sam called it. Maybe he was right, yet not in the common sense, instead he felt haunted. Haunted by her touch, by her memory and even by the stupid cookies she used to buy. The same stupid cookies he was staring at right now.

      - Can I get these? - a toddler jumped up and down next to him. It was a girl, at least Bucky thought it was a girl based on the high pitched voice. He only looked at the toddler when she pulled on the leg of his trouser, finally forcing him to look at her. - Sir, please can you pass me the cookies?

He shrugged, easily grabbing the box and handing it to the girl who went off running to the legs of a woman, a woman who looked too familiar, a woman who looked almost terrified when she saw Bucky. Honestly, Bucky wasn't even sure who was more terrified if her or him.

      - Bucky. - she said as she walked up to him. - Listen, I ...

      - That's fine. - he interrupted her. - You don't have to say hi to me.

      - No, I just ... I need to explain things.

      - I'd rather avoid the whole "it's not you, it's me" discussion. You know, you could've at least sent me a text instead of ghosting me.

      - Ghosting? No, no, you don't understand. I've been busy and ...

      - For a whole week? Clearly you're not busy enough to be perusing the supermarket.

      - Perusing? I'm just getting groceries, I forgot I couldn't if I didn't text you.

      - Oh so you do know how to text. - Bucky knew he was being mean now but he was hurt. There were may voices in his head which were making him feel like a loser, make him feel like just the Winter Soldier yet he also knew that was no reason to insult her so before he could say something he would regret, he walked away.

Technically, he had now ghosted her as well but she'd done it first so it wasn't as heavy in his mind. At least not as heavy as the idea that the girl he liked so much had suddenly stopped wanting to see him. Many things were going through his mind about what could've caused it, he didn't see another man with her at the store so it potentially wasn't one so his mind was forcing him to face the fact that he was probably the reason. Who would want to date a murderer, the Winter Soldier? No one.

      - Did you bring my milk? - Steve asked as he skimmed through the groceries. - Bucky?

      - I saw Y/N in the shop. - he sat down. - And I was a dick to her. Basically ran off with whatever I had in my cart.

      - Hold on. - Steve said as he sat next to him. - You saw her? What did you say?

      - Stupid shit.

Steve rolled his eyes. Bucky was his best friend, they had known each other since forever and he wasn't against taking his friend's side even if he knew he may be slightly wrong. Yet, in this case, he knew Bucky probably was acting out from hurt and that usually wasn't pretty or nice to hear. It was quite vicious actually, sometimes he forgot how vicious Bucky could be.

      - I don't know what you said but maybe you should apologise.

      - Probably. - he sighed. - Yet again I think she was getting ready to give me a pity speech and I'd rather not listen to it.

      - Do you like this girl? - Bucky stayed silent at this. Of course he liked her, she was all he could think about at night, she was the sun the moon and the stairs for all he cared. But she didn't want him, what else would be the reason for her to suddenly go cold on him. - You've lived for a whole century, Buck. Go talk to her and find out what it is instead of sulking.

(...)

Bucky already regretted this.

As he stood outside her apartment door, he wondered if he was a complete creep. He felt like one, waiting for someone to open the main door so he could get into the building with the sad flowers he'd bought hoping they would convince Y/N not to close the door in his face. Once more, he stared at the golden number on her door before sighing and knocking. He heard quick footsteps before the door knob was slowly twisted and the door opened. The same toddler who he had seen in the market opened the door.

      - Hi! - she said looking at him as if he was her oldest friend.

      - Uh ... Is Y/N here?

      - Meredith, who are you talking you? - he heard Y/N's voice echo through the apartment until she appeared at the door. - Bucky.

      - Hi. - he cleared his throat.

      - Mere, go inside. - Y/N ushered her daughter back inside, closing the door behind her.

Bucky stared at Y/N in both awe and confusion. Who was that toddler? Was it hers? She did look a look like Y/N and he had seen both of them at the supermarket as well. Did Y/N have a kid?

      - She's mine. - Y/N said noticing the doubt on his face. - I had her senior year of college. She's 4.

      - Why ... uh ....

      - She's 4, she doesn't really understand relationships and I don't want to bring anyone into her life that may leave. I also usually struggle to date when I tell guys I have a 4 year old ... I should've told you, I'm sorry.

      - And the ghosting?

      - I wasn't ghosting. - she crossed her arms. - Mere had the chicken pox and I had to stay home with her. I was gonna text you but I thought this ... this would be a better conversation to have in person.

      - Ah ... - he scratched the back of his neck. - I was an asshole at the supermarket, wasn't I?

      - That depends ... are those flowers for me? - she smirked.

      - Yes. - he extended his arm towards her handing her the flowers. Marigolds, her favourite. - They look a bit sad though.

      - They look perfect. - she smiled at him. - Wanna come in?

(...)

Bucky stirred awake in the couch as he heard a soft rustling following by breathing. He peaked his eye open to see Meredith staring at him with wide eyes before she poked his cheek with her finger.

      - Mr. Bucky? Can you make me pancakes?

He could get used to this.

[tsspromptmonth]

Cafe Menu Drop!

Hey Babes, we'll be hiring baristas next week starting on the 21st, so watch out for my truly insufferable number of posts about that. On that day we'll post a link so you can send in your application or like whatever.

Now since this is a cafe we figured y'all would want a menu, but like fanfic has so many options so this is just the basics, more will probably come.

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Sleepy Bean Fanfic Cafe Menu

More options available by request.

Drinks (Setting or AU)

Brewed Coffee = Canon Verse Steamed Milk = Soulmates Latte = Human AU Hot Chocolate = Parental AU Herbal Tea = Magic AU (Modern day or fantasy) Machiatto = Time Travel Cappuccino = Gods AU Green Tea = Merpeople

Milk (Tone)

Skim = Hurt/No comfort 2% Milk = Hurt/Comfort Heavy Cream = Fluff Oat Milk = Ambiguous ending Coconut = Crack taken seriously Olive Oil = Crack

Syrup (Characters)

Starfruit = Janus Loganberry = Logan Peach = Patton Kiwi = Remus Cherry = Roman Cranberry = Virgil

Toppings (Tropes)

Whipped cream = Only one Bed Caramel drizzle = Childhood Best Friends Chocolate sauce = Fake Dating/Marriage Chopped nuts = Arranged Marriage Burnt sugar = Time Loop Chocolate Shavings = Mutual Pining Honey = Sick Fic Cinnamon = Enemies to Lovers Nutmeg = Love after Loss Blended = Found Family

All drinks are 1 comment per 100 words with a 500 word minimum.

Specials

The Serpent God

A cappuccino with 2% milk, starfruit, and crushed raspberries. (Gods AU, hurt/comfort, featuring Janus, and hiding a fatal injury.)

Space Jam

A boba with starfruit, kiwi & Loganberry jellies, blended with honey. (Space AU with Janus, Remus, & Logan, found family sick fic.)

Peach Berry Sweet Treat

Peach/Loganberry Cobbler Latte, with ginger cookie crumbles. (Human AU, only one of them knows they are dating with romantic Logicality.)

Melting Clocks Crumble

A macchiato with burnt sugar topped with whipped cream. (A time travel AU with only one bed, time loops and a choice of characters.)

Lost in Space

Boba tea with steamed skim milk, kiwi/peach boba. (Soulmate Space AU, romantic Intruality, hurt no comfort.)

Winter's Comfort

A mocha with 2% milk, topped with caramel drizzle, nutmeg, and chocolate shavings, syrup to taste. (Parental human AU, hurt/comfort, childhood best friends, mutual pining, and love after loss, any characters.)

A Classic

Herbal tea, with 2% steamed milk. (Human magic AU, hurt/comfort, any characters.)

Cinnamon Sunrise

Steamed milk with cinnamon. (Human AU, with enemies to lovers. Your choice of characters, tone, and tropes.)

[dakyarie]

New Cookie Run Kingdom update preview(for people who don't understand korean)

Before I continue, please consider some things: I'm not the best with korean, so I may have missed various things. Furthermore, I skimmed through the whole livestream because it was 2 hours long, so that might have also caused me skip some stuff.

Another thing before I begin:

COUPON CODE: KINGDOMLIVE2409

Coupon code that's active right now! Go use it asap!

edit: Link to coupon website

Now, to start:

First off, Burning Spice:

Looking at the flaming wheel, it seems just like Mystic flour, Burning Spice will have design changes with promotions.

This also popped up so I assume that you will be able to get this for your mycookie. They will also have more mycookie accesories related to GCC(didn't screenshot, sorry)

Here's a picture of the soulstone

Second, new cookies and costumes:

Tiger Nutmeg(I think, from the leaks) and Smoked Cheese will arrive. However, note that the bottom caption says that THREE epic cookies are coming in this update, so just wait and see.

Then there's the epic costumes on the right, which I have no idea what theme it's based off of; it's probably not related to this update.

These concept arts were also shown. Moonlight and Frost Queen will both be getting legendary grade costumes in december.

This picture, you may have seen before from Braveverse or from other reposts. It was said on stream that from this picture, Gingerbrave, Sea Fairy and Wind Archer will be getting costumes in 2025. The other two will not get it due to complications(?)(also considering that FSC isn't in kingdom yet...)

Golden Cheese Cookie will also be getting an awakened form. It says taht as long as you participate in the event, you will get Awakened GCC for free guaranteed.

Third, new Beast Raid:

It says that it's a destructive god that consumes fear on the small text.

Beast Raid will also be getting a Master Difficulty, with an exclusive design for the monster too.

Fourth, future plans:

Still under development, there will be an update that will release many new epics and a story related to it. This is also related to arena. I skimmed this part too much cuz I couldn't understand it well, I apologize.

There will also be a new mode called cookie adventure. This is still in development. You can probably tell what it is.

For the upcoming anniversaries, the devs plan on releasing two major characters: for the 4th, Shadow Milk cookie. For the 5th, Dark Enchantress Cookie.

The list in the middle reads:

(20)25 improvement items:

improvement on kingdom production

island decorations

mine(?)

Champions League

More guild content

MyCookie Battle

(they explained some stuff for SMC but I couldn't understand well...)

There will also be this thing. It says "Island decorating" on the top.

Translation: Let me randomly decorate islands with various vegetation. It's small but it's my own precious space. Let's go to (my) friend's island.

I think that's all the major things! There were SO MANY small but promising improvements that I couldn't add, I'm sorry! The small things that I can recall were better rewards, new improvements in arena, guild, and kingdom(+ etc.), and also better chances for rarer characters(ancients, beasts, etc.).

Please let me know if I missed anything! I'll be happy to add more.

Livestream link here:

[i23kazu]

GENSHIN MEN & THEIR STARBUCKS ORDERS .

characters. xiao zhongli diluc kaeya childe neuvillette scaramouche alhaitham kaveh & gn!reader genre. fluff. crack. if you get the reference from the first three categories, u get a kiss on the head n a cookie an. thought this would be haha funny. please laugh | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

i'll have a mocha caramel latte-chino made with skimmed milk, no whipped cream. please, put that in a grande cup? but use the same amount of coffee you would put into a tall. that way there's about an extra inch of room on top – to stir in my own nutmeg without spilling any coffee, at all.

CHILDE, kaveh, kaeya. (you.)

i'll have a tea. just... tea? (you look at him quizzically.)

ZHONGLI, xiao, diluc, neuvillette, alhaitham.

he'll have your green darjeeling tea, which i'm sure you know cannot be steeped for more than ninety five seconds.

KAVEH. (also you.)

gets a black coffee. doesn't tell the barista his name / gives the barista a fake name to use.

SCARAMOUCHE, xiao, alhaitham.

doesn't actually go to get coffee. believes in not being able to sleep, yadda yadda.

NEUVILLETTE.

is lactose intolerant (accepted it bc of you)

SCARAMOUCHE. xiao. alhaitham. neuvillette.

is lactose intolerant, but doesn't care. #yolo #needsahuglater

KAVEH, childe.

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AHHH WAIT HEAR ME OUT bada dressed as Santa and reader leaving milk and cookies outside her office bc she works late 😭😭🩷 — @aericrys

HEARING YOU OUT SO HARD RN👂but imagine she gives them to bada by hand...because she's cute like that

literally just imagine that every day in december (as we established that it's the most hectic month for bada of the year)--and of course you made her dress up as santa because you wanted to take some cute pictures with her, dressed as ms claus-- but she never got the chance to change because bada basically wakes up, puts on her clothes, works all day, then finally trades her clothes for pjs, and that's about it. no free time aside from the little she had when you took pictures together.

it's a silly sight if you're being honest. bada lee sitting in her office chair in the dead of night, dressed in red garb with white fur trimming while she skims over documents detailing the new firearm purchase she's planning to make--

the sound of knocking makes her pause her reading, a small sigh leaving her lips. "lusher, for the last time, i'm not letting you take pictures of my outfit so that you can ridicule me."

"i'm not here to take more pictures, but i do have a peace offering." your voice makes bada sit up tall, a smile stretching across her lips.

"come in," she says without a second thought.

you slowly open the door, smiling as you take a peek at bada still in her santa claus outfit. when you fully step into the room, she gets a full look at you, still in your cute ms claus dress that complements your body beautifully. but something else catches her eye--you're holding a tray of colorfully decorated christmas cookies and a glass of milk.

bada's soft smile somehow grows even wider. "i guess christmas came early this year."

you laugh with her, crossing the room to drop off the tray of cookies. "i brought you a little midnight snack."

bada says thank you, and motions for you to come closer. when you do, she grabs you by your waist and pulls you closer to her, giving you a sweet kiss on your lips. then, she pushes her chair out and pats her thighs. "would it be too much to ask you to feed me?"

you smile cheekily, picking up a cookie. "of course not, santa."

[toxictigertonic]

Hiii soeey for bothering u but do u have any Mother gooseberry and franco hcs? Those 2 have been in my head all day

I have infinite headcanons that I can spit out about these two. Coyle is a little harder bc sometimes all I can think about is beating him up for the funnies, but these two? They make up my brain chemistry.

MOTHER GOOSEBERRY

- Reagents picked up on the "the goose in on the loose" line and will now use that to tell their fellow reagents that she's out and about.

- Sweet tooth, but not to the same level as Franco. She likes cakes and pies and cookies and will choose those first over anything else, while he goes for candy and sugary drinks.

- I'm projecting here but she LOVES cinnamon. The only complaint she's ever gotten about one of her baked goods was there being too much cinnamon. She had to politely explain that that simply wasn't possible, and then Futterman had to explain that they needed to shut the fuck up, and then shut the fuck up.

- She likes to hum to herself a lot. I feel like she hums and sings whenever it's too quiet and Futterman gets mad she just won't let there be silence.

- Massive fan of comfy sweaters. She likes the light fabric of her blouse but a good comfy sweater is where it's at for her.

- Her favorite season is spring! She also likes winter (for the cozy sweaters and baked goods, obvi), but spring is when everything comes to life. Futterman would eat a bee though.

- She loves to sniff flowers but I think she'd have allergies :( But the funny thing is she's not the one who sneezes, it's Futterman.

- Likes the thought of having her nails painted but as soon as they chip she's gotta take all of the polish off. Partially nervous picking, partially bc she thinks it looks bad.

- If she's not feeling absolutely bloodthirsty and catches you she just picks you up by the back of the neck and holds you there. Naughty reagents go in air jail.

- Has a collection of pretty skirts but she feels like she never has anywhere nice to wear them. Someone let her show off her nice skirts.

- This woman is a lesbian and I will not be debating. Futterman says some... awful things about it. Damn homophobic goose.

FRANCO

- Even though he tells you to watch the suit, he knows that thing is a mess. Having something nice on just makes him feel a little less ugly and you BETTER not ruin it.

- Cuddles with Lupara sometimes, it brings him comfort even if it's genuinely uncomfortable.

- Winking at him if he catches you in a hiding spot will get you a 5 second head start to run for your life. God help you if he catches you though, you don't play with his feelings like that and get away with it.

- Would have, without a doubt, been the kid who tried to drink a spoonful of vanilla extract bc it smelled good.

- Would also eat a spoonful of sugar but he'd actually enjoy that. He's not kidding about that sweet tooth.

- I don't care WHAT the game shows, this man is itty bitty. 5 foot 3 at best. I'm leveling this playing field, give us our short king Red Barrels!

- His hearing is bad on the side with the visible injuries. It's why he shoots first when he hears a noise, he doesn't know what the hell he just heard and he'd rather be safe than sorry.

- Has a hard time keeping what he's drinking off of his shirt or from running down his chin. Not like he's trying to be elegant when he drinks that cocktail.

- If you offered him skim milk he'd kill you on the spot. This is a WHOLE MILK HOUSEHOLD.

- I don't think his "mommy" would need to be a woman tbh. I think fulfilling the mothering role would be enough for him most of the time. Besides, tiddy is tiddy.

It's so tempting to put in all my silly headcanons for Franco bc I love him but I will refrain from the Cringe

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No Respect

L.N #4 . O.P#81

Lando Norris X female!reader X oscar Piastri

Words count : 2.4k.

Warnings : grammar, cursing, not proof read, lando ate all the cookies!! .

Lando sat back into his chair as he puts down the box and drink aside before he put back his headphones and skimmed over the comments that rolled in while he went on a short break , reading a couple of them and answered few asking about where Oscar and Y/n today , he smiled at the mention as he opened the medium sized box lid " sorry guys , Oscar is out today , he'll be back shortly I hope " said miserably , leaning back with a frown " and N/N is preparing for exams, her midterms are approaching and I didn't wanna distract her so you have me for the next half hour or so " he read over the comments wishing his girlfriend the best wishes with her exams and others wishing her luck as he started munching on the cookies , he couldn't help it as he knew his girl made her famous and might he add very delicious coffee and chocolate chips mixed cookies , he smelled them earlier that morning when he woke up, and as he found the box filled with the freshly baked goods he couldn't deny his cravings as he grabbed no only one or two pieces, no , he grabbed the whole box , putting the note on the lid aside not even reading it and made his way out of the kitchen.

Some commented on what he was eating , he smile widened as he explained " these are N/N chocolate chips and coffee mixed cookies, freshly made this morning " proudly showing the camera one as he gave a close up of the cookie back and front , breaking it in half to show how well made they are before devouring it after , giving a nod in agreement that it looks amazing " they taste as amazing as they looks , I can honestly live off of these alone . Maybe with a glass of milk and I'll be good for life " giving the camera a teasing look and he took out one more as he went back to what he was discussing before his break . And as time went on the box was emptied with a satisfied humm .

The front door opened after a while, meaning Oscar is finally home , alerting lando who turned to look back at the door before looking back to the screen, giving his goodbye to the fans who still commented " that was Ossie, so that means our time is up today " he collected the box along with his phone waving at the camera before he turned the stream off and made his way out .

He found Oscar in the kitchen, refilling some of the groceries in the fridge and putting away the empty bags . He turned as lando stepped in greeting him with a soft smile as he leaned over for a kiss in greeting , letting out a quite " hi" which earned him another deep kiss as lando sneaked his arm around him to hold him close after missing him most of the day which he spent alone with their girlfriend diving elbows deep into her studies , " I missed you" , Oscar leaned on his hold with one of his arms going around lando's neck and the other holding his cheek tenderly as he caressed it with his thumb, noticing bits of crumbs on the corner of his lips he mumbles a " you've got a little..." He leaned in again capturing the corner lando's lips before pulling with a humm " chocolate and coffee " , lando smiled as he held up the now empty box , watching as Oscar's own smile fell off and he stared between his boyfriend face and the box with wide eyes before he let go of him as he took it in his hands , shaking it as he asked in a desperate voice " oh lando , please tell me you didn't finish it all ! " .

It was lando's turn to frown as he shook his head asking back " what ? What's wrong ? " Oscar grimaced as he puts down the box , picking up the discarded note and held it up for lando to read .

He took it and as he read his girlfriend hand written note his eyes widened in realization , he couldn't utter anything but a small " Ooh no " , he shared a panicked look with Oscar as they heard a door opening down the hall followed with a groan as their girl made her way out , tiredly dragging her feel and rubbing her eyes with her glasses perched up on her tied up hair , her tired face contoured into a giddy smile as she found them both standing before her .

She made her way to them in small waddling steps with her arms wide demanding to be held after a long day of being glued to a chair with her head buried in text books and revising notes, Oscar obliged immediately wrapping her in his arms as he scooped her up making her wrap her arms around his neck and her legs goes around his waist , letting out a string of giggles as he turned her around, prepping kisses along her neck and up all the way to her lips as she leaned back to hold his face in both of her hand , greeting him with a delighted " hi " between the kisses before she turned to lando who opened his arms for her the moment she was let down again , he held her with in arm around her waist while the other held the back of her head as he gave her a deep kiss , leaning down a bit as his fingers massaging it gently to hide his face in her neck , her head leaned on his shoulder with her eyes closed .

She let out a yawn , unaware of the panicked looks of her boys who looked at the empty box that they set aside as they heard her earlier . Oscar wildly gestured at the box , pointing for lando to distract her before she notice . Lando leaned back making her frown at him as she was moved from her comfortable position in his arms , but he kept his cool as he asked her " how's it going? " She groaned letting her head falls on his chest holding up her thumb and pointer finger very close as she gestures " I'm this close from dropping out " , turning her head to look sideways at Oscar who made his way beside lando standing shoulder to shoulder with him against the counter and looking at her with a suspicious smile.

She looked between them with squinted eyes as they shifted their gaze away , lando fidget nervously, causing her to shift her piercing look towards him instead , talking in sweet voice " lando , love " he answered with a "yes babe " , unable to meet her eyes , she asked " what have you done ? " He refused to say , so she held his face in her palms as she made him lock eyes with her , and her frown only depends as she spotted crumbs of what she knew for sure are cookies .

She gasped as she shoved him aside , finding a new surge of energy as she looked for a certain box she was very sure left on the counter earlier that morning, moving Oscar as well who tried to get her attention but all fell into deaf ears as she proceeded to open the box , looking with a blank face as she found only crumbs at the bottom of the now empty box .

Lando's guilty look and Oscar's sympathetic eyes told her all she needs to know , she calmly put the lid back on, pushed the box to the side and made her way out , leaving them both behind panicking even more at her solemn reaction, scrambling out following her steps , they found her already sat down on the couch , hands on her lap and eyes staring at the void with an unreadable face .

Oscar took a seat beside her taking one of her hands in his , trying to comfort her as much as he could but she made no reaction still , lando sat on her other side, wrapping his arms around her as he apologized over and over " I'm really sorry love , i didn't mean to, I'm sorry " but still no answer , so he picked her up to get her on his lap , letting Oscar settle her feet in his lap , as he wrapped her with a arm around her back and the other holding her to his chest , rocking them both back and forth with him still mumbling apologies into her hair .

She snapped after a while , gesturing with one hand while the other was still held by Oscar " no you're not sorry! , lando ! You ate the whole box ! " He shook his head while keeping his hold not wanting her out of his arms " I know , and I'm sorry" , she started rambling "the whole weekend I asked you ( do you want cookies lando ? ) , but you kept denying saying ( no! I don't want cookies, I don't want cookies! ) " She said in a deep voice trying to mimick him , causing both of her boyfriends to hold back a snicker at her attempt , but the frown still on her face told them it won't be on their favour to do so , and she kept rambling " all day ! All day I was thinking about those cookies, but I kept my ass seated and my face stuck on these torturous books until my eyes crossed and told myself ' it ok , I still have my cookies to eat after all that shit' , you know I woke up at the crack of the fucking dawn to make them and made sure to not eat any cause i wanted to leave them for snack , cause I was eating healthy, and it was pissing me off! , you're pissing me off ! , I even drank my water , did my exercises , and do you know what i had today, a fucking salad lando! , vegetables ! with fucking avocado in it , I told myself those cookies are worth it , but no , you took them all ! . And I told you on the note that it's ok if you took one or two , even three , but you ate them all ! , you didn't leave a single piece, all that's left for me is crumbs and they don't even have chocolate chips in them " she paused to take a deep breath, squeezing Oscar's hand as he gave her a gentle kiss , lando on the other hand rested his forehead on her shoulder trying again to apologize " im so so sorry, i promise, I'll make it up to you, i swear " but she shook her head " I can't , that's it , I'm breaking up with you " oscar let out a shock " what!? " while lando looked up shaking his head in alarm exclaiming " No! " , she nods in defeat " Yes , it's too much ! I'm breaking up now " she gestures with her hand to the kitchen " you don't respect me , like I make you cookies! , I make you donuts! , I make you other things! but you don't respect me, you didn't even leave me one cookie! What else !? " Oscar couldn't help the snort leaving him at his love's rambling, earning a glare from lando who let her go in favour of making her face him , taking her hands in his leaving kisses on the palms of her hands and the back of them finishing with small pecks on her fingertips before he held her face in his hand , apologizing between kisses ignoring her hands when she tried to remove his .

" I am an idiot, a very stupid person for doing this to you, I promise you love it won't ever , ever happen again and I mean it , I'll make it up to you, whatever you want, I'll make it happen " she finally gave him a defeated look leaning her head on his chest " but i just wanted my cookies " lando wrapped his arms around her as he leaned back with her on his chest, the other held out for Oscar who sat there watching in amusement the whole time , he didn't think twice as he scooted closer with his head now on lando's shoulder, facing their girlfriend as she played with his finger when he offered her his hand to hold , she looked up at lando after a moment finding him already looking at her fondly, she puckered her lips and he secured his arm on her as he leaned to give her a peck .

She frowned when she leaned back making him ask in concern " what's wrong? " , She pouted as she gave him another quick peck " you taste like chocolate and coffee" he made a face asking seriously " would you like me to brush my teeth ? " She shook her head , taking hold of he shirt in one hand while the other held onto Oscar's as they both cuddled into him " no , I don't , and I'm too comfy to get up now , so I guess I can suffer through it " he chuckled at her dramatic tone leaving a kiss on the top of her head, doing the same to Oscar before he let his head lean all the way to lay back with his feet propped on the coffee table before them , not the comfiest for him but as long as these two were happy, he's content with anything .

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TWST Cast Food Order Series - Coffee Shop

Idk it seems like fun and I want to do their subway orders eventually so if you have a req drop it. Also, gonna update my tags Eventually, but this will be the first post that refers to Jack T., Che'nya, Najma, Neige, Falena, Rollo as 'twst side characters'

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Riddle Typically, Riddle has a lot of rigidity regarding food and drink, and what he will or won't allow himself to have. However, as he starts to work through it all he eventually gets to the point where he feels comfortable ordering a small London Fog (Earl Grey Latte basically, with vanilla syrup) and a cake pop if he's feeling indulgent, though usually he just asks Trey for them. Even farther into the future, he'll indulge in getting himself a small white hot chocolate with 2 pumps of strawberry syrup because then it's basically drinking chocolate-covered strawberries....it just takes him a while to get there. (He always spells his name out when the barista asks, he learned after getting Ridelle on his cup)

Trey Whenever he makes candied violets, he also has violet syrup. He tends to carry a small vial on him when he goes out because if he's going to pay for tea, he's going to make sure it turns out perfectly. He typically gets a medium iced lemon herbal tea and he adds his syrup to it for just the right touch of sweetness. (Always gives a name like. Batman or some shit, especially when his siblings are around)

Cater Coffee connoisseur. You might think he's a basic bitch, but to me a basic bitch still means he's getting some sort of sweetener in his drinks and he is Not. Cater cannot STAND drinking a lot of drinks that go viral because they're so damn sweet. That all being said. Yeah, he's getting a large iced latte with skim milk. He won't have normal milk because of the fat content, but the other milk alternatives tend to have a sweetness to them naturally. He could get an iced black coffee or cappuccino, but he likes the ratio of a latte better. Iced black coffee is reserved for exam week LMAO it keeps him awake in more ways than one. Those spicy drinks that circulated at Starbucks? He definitely tried one. Didn't finish it. (Has had his name spelled as Carter. So. Many. Times.)

Deuce He likely won't have gone to a coffeeshop until he's at NRC so he's a little overwhelmed by the menu and what to order. I think he would go for a small frozen hot chocolate because it's familiar enough that he thinks it sounds good, but it's still something new and he doesn't know how to make it himself yet. Once he starts going more regularly though, I think he would really like REALLY sweet frappes. Like large cookie frappuccinos whether it be chocolate crumble or sugar cookie it does not matter lskjdfhlksdjf (has had his name spelled as Doose)

Ace Having a regular latte does not satisfy his sweet tooth, though he'll have one here and there. Ace likes trying lots of different drinks, but the one he always comes back to is a large iced white mocha, no whipped cream. (In relation to my MC, the no whipped cream thing was a change he made because he knows she likes eating the ice and he drinks slower than she does, so by the time she finishes the ice in her drink, he gets to pretend like he didn't time finishing his drink just in time to let her have the ice 'like a fucking weirdo, but okay' but the whipped cream always leaves a weird fatty residue on the ice that she hate). Ace is also a sucker for peppermint hot chocolate when it's in season. (Straight up had his name written as 'ass' on the cup which is the ONLY reason he doesn't tease Deuce about his spelling)

Savannaclaw (just assume pup/cubcups are implied LMAO)

Leona Ugh this pretentious bitch /lh. Flat white is too boring, lattes are the basic bitch drink, this has too much 'coffee flavour', this needs more milk YEAH I'M SURE IT DOES KITTY. Anyways, when he's alone, he gets himself a small cup of just steamed milk, with like a half pump of (sweet) vanilla syrup. When he's around other people he gets a Cafe Cubano, which is an espresso shot prepared with brown sugar. It's a small enough portion that's sweet enough he can get over not having milk in it, but he's not Jazzed about it LMAO he just doesn't want to get the milk in front of other people my poor baby man. He sometimes gets a Cortado, but he can never remember what to call it. (Refuses to give a name, just goes by the name of the order, or he's just called by his title)

Ruggie My man works so hard. He and coffee are best friends. He and Silver bond over coffee sometimes. It's beautiful slkdjfhlksdjfsdf In the mornings, he tends to make himself a large double-double coffee, which for non-Canadians means 2 milk, 2 sugar in drip coffee. In the afternoon, around 2pm, he makes himself a small iced dulce de leche latte. When he goes to coffeeshops, he goes because he wants something he can't make/imitate at home as easily....which would be a vanilla coconut cashew smoothie. (Vanilla ice cream, coconut milk, cashew butter and protein powder). He would have a fresh fruit smoothie, but he can't enjoy fresh fruit without feeling like he should share it with his siblings because it's a hot commodity, it's a luxury for them. Frozen fruit is cheaper and easy to make into smoothies, so he makes them a lot at home. Of course, if he's at a coffeeshop, he's going to get a donut too. (Has never paid attention to the spelling of his name, doesn't care)

Jack He cannot handle caffeine my poor baby, he would be so jittery and anxious. He is a fresh fruit smoothie guy, and also he cannot stand matcha (Vil made him try it at one point). He likes blueberry-acai banana smoothie with greens, yogurt, and protein powder. Otherwise, Jack will just get a small chamomile tea with honey as sweetener. (His name is always right and his tail wags when the barista throws on a happy face next to his name.)

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Azul Azul tends to drink Milky Oolong tea, because of the health benefits. Does he like the flavour. Debateable, I don't know I haven't had this drink I can't tell you if I think he does or not. Probably. I read somewhere it kinda tastes nutty or like Danish cookies. When he goes to an actual shop though, he tends to get an Americano. (Assule, Asul, Azhoole, he tends to spell his name out for people now too)

Jade Not a coffee or sweets guy. We know that he's fascinated by the varie-tea (badum tss and I immediately get hit in the head with a chancla) that tea has to offer. I think Jade has had caffeine once and like. You know how humans. kind of have exposure to caffeine as kids even in small amounts, like in chocolate, or in stuff like certain sodas. Mers don't get that. They don't get that exposure at all. Jade on caffeine was a terrifying experience for any and everyone involved and he is not allowed to have more, nor will he allow himself to have any because dear great seven he swears he saw God and he doesn't even know who that is. That being said, Jade likes Jasmine herbal tea, while he prefers it piping hot and just a touch sweet, he isn't opposed to having it iced. His favourite blend is good either way, as it has rose hips, hibiscus and orange peel. He also enjoys Chaga mushroom tea. (His name is generally spelled correctly)

Floyd Like I said. Mers don't get that exposure to caffeine that other species in TWST do get. However Floyd, to me, has ADHD. And what does my ADHD do to me sometimes when I drink caffeine? I pass the fuck out, orrrr I'm finally able to focus because caffeine is a stimulant and makes everything better!! (This is why I would down an extra large iced vanilla latte right before exams LMAO) Floyd doesn't care so much about the flavour than he does it's effects, so he generally just asks what drink has the most caffeine and gets that, usually a large nitro cold brew, and he tells the barista to surprise him with a flavour just NOT salted caramel flavour. (He gives a random name every time)

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Kalim ADHD 2.0 but addiction is just a general worry for his family, so Jamil makes sure he only makes herbal teas, and smoothies. That being said, left unattended Kalim would order whatever tea a barista recommends. Otherwise, he gets a mango lassi. He also often enjoys any flavour of lemonade, carbonated or otherwise.

Jamil Aw man. This guy. Needs so much caffeine, and as much as he enjoys tea, Kalim only serves herbal tea, but Jamil doesn't mind too much how sweet he makes it. When he's in the mood for it, Jamil will make his own chai blend. However, when he wants caffeine, he'll consume it in a way that would make Rollo think he's a demon. He will order a nitro cold brew, and a 2 bags of green tea on the side. He will then microwave the cold brew to make it hot and steep the green tea in it. Using Starbucks as a baseline, a large nitro cold brew has 345 mg of caffeine. One bag of green tea has anywhere between 30-50 mg of caffeine. A 'safe' amount of caffeine to consume in a day is considered 400 mg.

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Vil We already know that Vil's favourite food is homemade smoothies- So when he goes out of his way to go to a coffeeshop, he's not going to pay for a smoothie, unless it's right after a run with Jack. Vil's order fluctuates with the weather and time of day. If he's getting something in the early morning (5:30am-7am) and it's cool outside, he's getting a flat white with soy milk. If it's warm out, he'll get an iced Macchiato with soy milk and cinnamon. If it's mid-late morning (8am-11am) and it's cool out he gets a medium americano, though if he's feeling indulgent he gets a honey vanilla tea latte with skim milk. If it's warm out, he gets a medium vanilla oat milk cold brew or a strawberry acai lemonade if he's again, feeling indulgent. He won't consider drinking anything until about 2pm, which, if he needs something caffeinated he goes for an iced matcha latte with oat milk regardless of the weather. In the evening, (4pm-6pm) he avoids caffeine and will either drink a small decaf iced lavender latte with oat milk or decaf green tea. Once in a while, Vil will try ordering something new. If he ends up liking it, that time of day is associated with that drink, so that would be the time of day he orders it again. the Vil in my head is telling me just how hard he has to mask when a coffeeshop doesn't have the thing he wants to order and how some of these orders. he doesnt even like. but he knows that they won't be out of the ingredients because it's Just the coffee and a milk alternative. So They Can't say they Can't Make it so he doesn't have to worry about needing to mask.his day is ruined if it's a day he wants to be indulgent and they dont have the ingredients but he has to try and hide like he is crying on the inside and he feels stupid about it because its just a drink I cant tell if it's OCD or Autism but there's a little something funky going on/lh

Rook He is well aware of the effects caffeine has on him. They aren't bad per ce, but he doesn't particularly appreciate the gastrointestinal consequences. He also doesn't really find the appeal in super sweet drinks. Most of the time, Rook just wants iced lemon water, though on nights he struggles to wind down enough to go to bed, he'll brew himself or order rooibos tea with a splash of milk. The smell is the most comforting thing about it, he remembers his sister used to make it for him.

Epel He says he's not a snob, yes he is, if you don't have apple cider, you suck, if you do have apple cider but it's a 'bad brand' you still suck, just a little less. That being said, a lot of coffee shops don't have apple flavoured drinks, and he likes making apple cider at home anyways. When Epel is out and about, he likes to order a large iced decaf maple latte. He always whispers the decaf part like it's a bad thing he can't actually have caffeine or else he turns into the squirrel from Hoodwinked. (Get's called Apple a lot, also Elle once or twice)

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Idia Do you seriously think this guy goes to a coffeeshop? No, it's 3am, he's on UberEats/CarriageBites, he's put in an order for a bunch of energy drinks and some of those iced coffee bottles, he throws an energy drink and probably a salted caramel cold brew in one of those SUS slushy cups, makes it slushy and downs it in less than two minutes. Get on his level. Noob. I say this as someone who drinks a near liter of an iced vanilla 'americano' in less than two minutes.

Ortho Is worried about his brother. He also loves the smell of cinnamon coffee cake.

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Malleus He's so lost in a coffee shop. He will spend a moment to read over the menu, realizes he needs to research the different kinds of coffee drinks before he feels comfortable ordering one, only for him to decide on having a coffee frappe. The caffeine has no effect on him so he drinks it purely for the taste.

Lilia Who do you think taught Idia to be a fucking caffeine gremlin. This motherfucker isn't even affected by the caffeine he just likes the taste of his abominable combinations and accidentally got Idia hooked. The only step Lilia doesn't do is the slush, he prefers his energy drink-coffee combo to be room temperature. Freak \lh

Silver He has Lilia as his father. Jamil and Ruggie as his peers. And Cater Diamond as a fellow coffee fanatic. This boy tries so hard to use caffeine to keep him awake, his coffee order scares the barista. (This was based an actual order I got from some guys FRIENDS because this poor dude was studying for engineering finals week, we were told not to worry about the price because they were willing to pay, and we had to give them like. Four warnings about the caffeine content. It ended up being 12 shots of espresso over ice in a 24 oz cup) He wants the biggest cup they can give him. He wants it filled with just straight espresso shots. Let me just iterate - one ounce of liquid espresso typically has about 63mg of caffeine. 12 espresso shots, using 63 mg caffeine as a baseline is 756 mg of caffeine. I don't know where that college student is now but god bless. I hope his friends took away the coffee at some point.

Sebek He doesn't like black coffee, I do think he likes particular types of coffee. Like the coffee that doesn't taste like coffee. However, his go-to order is still just a piping hot cup of hot chocolate. Also pleeeease give him the steamed milk art/latte art, he loves it more than he'll admit.

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Jack T. Jack has a running joke on Ace where he only drinks black coffee in front of him, each time claiming some sort of delicious or exotic flavour just for Ace to fall for it every time when he offers it and it's just black coffee...but every once in a while, it's magically cloaked Vietnamese iced coffee, but Jack won't tell Ace the name just to piss him off because Ace really likes it but he can't place what's different about it from normal coffee with sugar and milk.

Che'nya As chaotic as our favourite purple cat is, I think Che'nya is partial to a rich, thick French vanilla. I think he likes the smell more than he likes drinking it, but yeah, it's just a yummmmmmmmy drink. He gives his full name out and just. :3 at the barista.

Falena He has a latte macchiato, much like Leona, he likes his coffee to be milk heavy lmao

Najma She doesn't usually drink anything for caffeine, when she does though, it's usually her brother's chai LMAO, but she'll make it an iced chai latte. Unfortunately, I HC her as iron deficient so this isn't always. The Best Choice. When she wants a coffee flavour, she gets it in the form of ice cream or in a mocha.

Neige Doesn't drink caffeine because it's an addictive substance. Yes Vil has mocked him in his bedroom at some hour in the morning hate listening to an interview with him in it. Fucking. Golden Child. (lh) When Neige goes to a coffeeshop he usually just goes to pick up a pastry and tip the barista. He sometimes has chamomile tea before bed but with enough sugar to rot your teeth.

Rollo Every once in a while he treats himself to a decaf con panna and madeleines on the side.

----------------------------------------------------- Rapid Fire OC Orders Vizzie - Iced white mocha, no whipped cream, or iced vanilla americano/latte

Aspen - matcha latte with lavender foam and honey

Oisin - Bicerin with cinnamon on top

Cory - Romano (weirdo) /lh ----------------------------------------------------- Taglist: *DM or send an ask if you'd like to be added @fluffle-writes

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The One Who Believes Chapter 3

Bernard (The Santa Clause) x Reader

Summary: [Reader] stopped believing in soulmates a long time ago - around the same time she stopped believing in Santa. What happens when she's finally given a reason to believe in both.

<Chapter 2 Chapter 4>

When I awoke the next morning, Mrs. Dorothy’s words still rang in my ears. But after a few minutes of lying in bed, I realized I had too much to do to just stay there and wonder what she meant. Still, her words—His favorite color is burgundy—kept echoing in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to push it aside, it lingered like a puzzle piece that refused to fit. Ever since I’d gotten home from the bookstore, I couldn’t shake the odd sense that something was happening—something I didn’t fully understand. But I had no time to dwell on that right now. I dragged myself out of bed with a grunt and got ready for the day. I brushed my teeth, showered, and got dressed. As I finished getting ready, I grabbed my To-Do List and skimmed over it to make sure everything was written down.

Pick up groceries Pick up dry cleaning Bring new books to store Visit antique store

I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the strange feeling that had settled over me since Mrs. Dorothy's cryptic comment. Today was busy enough to distract me, I hoped. The list in front of me was fairly straightforward. I grabbed my coat, my purse, and headed out the door, feeling the cold air bite at my cheeks as I stepped outside. My first stop was the grocery store, which, thankfully, wasn’t too far. I made my way through the aisles, mentally ticking off items as I placed them in my cart: eggs, milk, some fresh vegetables, and, of course, ingredients for holiday cookies. I lingered in the baking aisle, debating between chocolate chips and peppermint extract, when a flash of burgundy caught my eye. It was a deep red ribbon, sitting right there on the shelf, nestled among a row of other holiday decorations. I paused, staring at it for a moment, feeling an odd pull toward it. I shook my head. It's just a color, I told myself. I’m being ridiculous. I grabbed the ribbon and tossed it into the cart, then continued with my shopping, but Mrs. Dorothy's words returned to haunt me. His favorite color is burgundy. After checking out, I made my way to the dry cleaner’s. I was surprised when I walked in to find the place nearly empty. The owner, an older gentleman named Mr. Thompson, smiled warmly as I handed him my bag of clothes. “Got some special occasion plans, eh?” he asked, noticing my Christmas sweater. I chuckled. “Nothing too special. Just getting ready for the holidays.” I glanced around the store, and once again, something caught my attention. In the corner of the room, there was an antique-looking chair with a burgundy cushion. It was simple, yet elegant, with fine detailing on the wood. I had never noticed it before, and I certainly hadn’t expected to see anything so striking in a dry cleaner’s. “That's a new addition, isn’t it?” I asked, trying to push down the strange feeling in my chest. Mr. Thompson nodded, his eyes twinkling. “Yeah, it just came in. I thought it’d make the place feel a little more festive.” I smiled, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that the universe was trying to tell me something. Burgundy. Again. It was starting to feel less like a coincidence and more like a sign. After picking up my dry cleaning, I decided to follow through with my list and head to the bookstore. As I stepped inside, the familiar smell of old paper and fresh coffee wrapped around me like a warm hug. Mr. Lou was behind the counter, sorting through a pile of new stock. He looked up and smiled when he saw me. “Ah, [Reader], just in time! Mrs. Dorothy said you were coming by with some new books today.” I placed the stack of books down on the counter, then glanced around. The bookstore was cozy, with its little nooks and crannies. But something felt different today—like I was on the cusp of something, as if I were standing just outside of a door that was about to open. “I brought the latest Christmas novels. The holiday rush should keep us busy this week,” I said, trying to focus on the task at hand. As I turned to arrange the books on a nearby shelf, I froze. On the table next to the window, there was an old, leather-bound book—its cover a deep, rich burgundy. I couldn’t help myself. I reached for it, brushing my fingers across the smooth surface, and I immediately felt a strange warmth spread through me. My heart skipped a beat.

"What's this?" I muttered to myself, as I opened the book. The pages inside were filled with handwritten notes and sketches, like some kind of journal or diary. The title was in faded gold lettering, but I couldn't make it out. Just then, I heard Mrs. Dorothy’s voice, soft but clear, in the back of my mind: His favorite color is burgundy. A shiver ran down my spine, and I quickly closed the book. What was going on? “Is something wrong, dear?” Mr. Lou asked, noticing the way I hesitated with the book in my hand. “No, nothing’s wrong. Just… thought I recognized something,” I said, placing the book back down gently. I felt unsettled, but I brushed it off, deciding to focus on the rest of the day. I finished stocking the books and made my way out of the store, my mind still whirling with the strange events of the day. Next, I went to the antique store—my final stop. The little shop was filled with dusty treasures, and the faint scent of lavender and old wood lingered in the air. I roamed through the aisles, eyeing vintage trinkets and furniture. And then, tucked away in the back corner of the store, I saw it. I wandered deeper into the antique store, my senses overwhelmed by the scent of aged wood and lavender that seemed to seep from the very walls. The soft creak of the floorboards under my feet only added to the atmosphere of timelessness. My mind was still spinning from the strange series of events, but I pushed it aside, focusing instead on the little treasures scattered throughout the shop. The rows of shelves were filled with vintage trinkets, old paintings, and delicate china. I paused at a display of antique clocks, their tick-tocking filling the air with a steady rhythm, before my gaze shifted to something more familiar. At the far end of the store, tucked away on a high shelf, I spotted a small glass ornament. I stopped in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. There, in the dim light, hanging delicately on a gold string, was a small ornament. It was made of glass, shaped like a delicate ball, and it was painted in a deep, velvety burgundy. A faint swirl of gold and silver leaf traced over its surface, giving it an ethereal glow.

I slowly walked over, my fingers trembling as I reached up to gently pull the ornament from its place on the shelf. It felt almost warm to the touch, as if it had been waiting for me to find it. Holding it in my hands, I marveled at the intricate details of the glasswork. The gold and silver swirls seemed to shimmer in the low light, and I felt an overwhelming sense of recognition, like this ornament had been a part of my life for far longer than I could remember. "Ah, you've found it," came a voice from behind me. I jumped, startled, and turned to find the shopkeeper standing just a few feet away, her silver hair glinting in the soft light. "How did you…?" I began, but she simply smiled, her eyes twinkling with an almost knowing glint. "That ornament has been here for a long time. But I knew it would find its way to the right person eventually." Her voice was soft but laden with meaning. "Some things are meant to be passed on. Some things are meant to be found." I stood there, clutching the ornament, unsure of what to say. Mrs. Dorothy's words echoed in my mind, and a strange feeling of destiny began to settle in the pit of my stomach. The shopkeeper continued, her voice gentle. "There’s more to that ornament than just its color. It’s part of a set. A set that’s been separated for many years." I blinked, confused. "A set? What do you mean?" "The set has a story," the shopkeeper said, her voice now carrying a hint of mystery. "But it’s not just about the ornaments. It's about something more. Someone who has been waiting for you." I felt the ground shift beneath me, as if the room itself was tilting toward an unknown truth. I looked down at the two ornaments in my hands, now reunited. Burgundy. The color. The message. It was no longer just a coincidence. This was a sign—a puzzle, finally coming together. "Do you know who this is for?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The shopkeeper smiled knowingly. "You will know when the time is right. Just hold onto the ornaments. When the moment comes, you’ll understand." I felt the weight of her words, as if they were a key to something much larger, something I had yet to discover. But one thing was certain: these ornaments, and the color burgundy, were no longer just a simple detail—they were the beginning of something much bigger.

I carefully placed the second ornament in my bag and paid the shopkeeper, my hands still shaking with the overwhelming sense that I was on the brink of uncovering something important.

As I walked out of the store, the cold winter air hit me, but it didn’t matter. I was no longer just going through the motions of a normal day. The universe was speaking to me, and it was up to me to listen. As I stepped outside the antique shop, the cold air felt sharper than before, biting at my cheeks and nose. My mind raced, the strange pull of destiny still lingering in the back of my thoughts. What was all of this leading to? I glanced down into my bag and something caught my eye. A small book. I took it out. It was The Best Christmas Pageant Ever. I must have accidentally taken it with me instead of leaving it at the bookstore. I sighed. I glanced at my watch. It was getting late. My next stop was the bookstore, and then I could finally head home for a much-needed rest. When I arrived, the soft jingle of the doorbell echoed in the quiet space as I entered. The bookstore smelled like coffee and old pages, a familiar comfort. Mr. Lou was behind the counter, his face lighting up when he saw me. "Ah, [Reader], what are you doing back already? How's your day been?" "It's been… interesting." I set the book down next to the others. My eyes caught the little journal from earlier again. “That book,” he said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “It’s been waiting for the right person. Sometimes, the right books find you when you need them most.” “You know, that's not the first time I've heard that today.” “I’ve never seen it before,” I said, looking up at Mr. Lou. “Is it new stock?” He shook his head, a twinkle in his eye. “No, it’s been here for a while. You just haven’t noticed it yet.” I hesitated, still feeling the pull of the book. "It… feels familiar somehow." Mr. Lou’s smile grew a little wider. “Books often have a way of doing that, don’t they?” I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I could feel my curiosity growing. “I—” Before I could finish, Mr. Lou leaned in closer, lowering his voice. “You know, there’s a man who might be able to help you understand all this. He’s been around for a long time, helping people just like you.” “Who?” I asked, almost breathlessly. Mr. Lou's eyes flickered toward the window, where a figure in a long coat was walking past. The man’s face was obscured by the dark evening light, but there was something unmistakably familiar about his presence. “His name is Scott Calvin,” Mr. Lou said, his tone serious. “He’s someone who can help you make sense of the things you’re starting to notice. I’d suggest you seek him out. He’s accessible in town right now, visiting family. You know the Millers?” I did; I used to babysit Charlie. I blinked, startled by the sudden turn in the conversation. “Scott Calvin?” The name echoed in my mind, but I had no idea who this person was or how they could help me. Mr. Lou nodded, his gaze thoughtful. “Trust me. If you’re meant to meet him, you will. And when you do, you’ll understand everything. The color, the ornaments, the book… they’re all connected.” I didn’t know what to say. I stared at Mr. Lou for a moment, then at the book in my hands. Something inside me told me that this wasn’t just some bizarre coincidence. With a shaky breath, I nodded and left the bookstore. The chill of the night air hit me once more, but this time, I didn’t feel as lost. I felt… guided. It was as if something—someone—was leading me toward a deeper understanding.

[copias-girl]

To Catch a Cardinal: Chapter III

Song recommendation for this series!

Chapter I, Chapter II, Chapter IV

A/N: so I made this edit of Copia and now it’s my phone wallpaper 🥰🖤

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Finally arriving in town, the ghoul parked along the main strip, right in front of the market. Before heading inside, you bent down to the driver’s side window and promised to get him a box of white chocolate and macadamia nut cookies, because you remembered them to be his favourite, and you couldn’t help but smile when the ghoul nodded excitedly and thanked you. He was always such a sweetheart to you.

You and your group walked in, with the other sisters inconsiderately pushing past Copia to get through the door first. You hung back, matching the Cardinal’s pace and walking with him instead of your friends, smiling endearingly as you watched him grab a shopping cart. There was just something so pitiful about the image of Copia pushing a shopping cart; it was delicious.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard your name being called by Ava. “Are you coming??” She asked, all the sisters turning to you.

You only bit your lip, coming to stand beside Copia and softly placing a hand on his back. It didn’t go unnoticed, the way he tensed up at your touch, as if he was so taken aback by the fact that you weren’t so repelled and annoyed by him like everyone else seemed to be.

“I’m gonna stick with Cardinal, you guys go ahead!” You replied with a smile, observing the way Copia looked at you in surprise. Poor thing, he always seemed so genuinely shocked at your kindness. At the fact that he was your choice. He didn’t seem like he was used to being anyone’s first choice, but you were determined to change that.

“For real? Suit yourself, I guess..” Ava shrugged, giving you a strange look at your decision.

“Have fun. If it’s possible.” Emily scoffed, before whispering something to Lilith and making her erupt with laughter. As they walked away, the sisters all muttered to each other while casting judgemental glances back at Copia, who only stared down timidly, shoulders slightly slumped.

“Ehm.. Sorella.. Y-You can go with your amici if you want, si? I will be okay on my own.” He spoke quietly, turning to look at you. Poor thing, he looked so gentle with those wide mismatched puppy dog eyes.

You stepped a bit closer to him, your hand sweeping up and down his back before coming to interlock your arm with his.

“I’d actually like to stay with you, Cardinal. If that’s alright?” Your voice was silky soft and sweet as honey as your gaze flicked down to his lips and back up again.

“O-of course.” He responded, the corners of his lips tugging upwards into a little smile.

So the two of you strolled down the aisles, Copia pushing the cart while you held onto his arm, occasionally grabbing some things you wanted.

“Sister Imperator gave me this list, but she said we can pick out stuff that we want.” You told Copia as you strolled down the baking aisle.

“Oh! Perfetto.” He seemed to perk up at that, and you watched in confusion while he placed several cans of evaporated milk into the cart.

“Do you… bake a lot, Cardinal?” You enquired quizzically.

“Eh? Oh! Heh heh, no… This makes a very good drink, no? Il mio preferito.” He replied, holding up a can proudly before placing it into the cart.

“You-… You just drink evaporated milk right out of the can?” You asked with a giggle, to which Copia nodded matter-of-factly.

“You’re a bit strange, Cardinal.” You remarked. His gaze met the floor for only a second before you leaned in in in, your fingertips skimming across his shoulder, smoothing the fabric of his pellegrina. “I like that.” You added with a little smirk, voice quiet with a hint of sultriness that had Copia swallowing nervously.

“You.. Eh.. You will want to try some then?” He stuttered.

“Sure, I’d love to taste your cream.” You agreed simply, unable to help yourself from making the naughty innuendo. The Cardinal’s eyes widened, cheeks flushing a furiously deep shade of red.

Satan below, he felt like such a creep. You were just a young little thing, you obviously didn’t mean anything by that. Surely he was just going crazy, reading far too much into a beautiful Sister being nice to him.

But then you were leaning into him more, closing the space between the both of you. Copia gasped audibly as your body pressed up against his, eyes fluttering closed as he was overwhelmed with the realization of how touch-starved he actually was. However, you pulled away suddenly, and upon opening his eyes, Copia saw that you had just reached for the shelf behind him to grab a bag of marshmallows and place them into the cart. He exhaled shakily, straightening his biretta and feeling silly to think that you would be doing anything more, especially with him of all people.

“Sorry.” You apologized sweetly, biting your lower lip to hold back the wicked grin that wanted to spread across your face.

You knew it was cruel, but Satanas, you just couldn’t help it. The Cardinal was so easily flustered, and you were enjoying playing with your food before devouring it.

The two of you continued shopping, making light conversation and continuing to steal glances at one another. You found that you loved observing this odd little man; his mannerisms, his movements, the expressions that crossed his features. He was such a soft, gentle, and timid man; hardworking and humble. Lucifer, the more you watched him the more you craved him; you could just have just fucked him right then and there, in the cracker aisle of the grocery store.

You licked your lips, wondering how he would react, if you begged for his cock. You’d find out soon enough.

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A little while later, after getting everything you needed, the other sisters met up with you and Copia once more.

“Ew, don’t hold onto his arm like that, people will think you’re dating or something!” Sister Lilith whisper-yelled to you.

“Would that be so bad?” You countered back quietly, only standing closer to the Cardinal. Thankfully he didn’t hear, too busy putting some apples and oranges into the cart.

After paying with the ministry credit card and putting the groceries into the car, you presented the ghoul with his promised box of cookies, giggling when he happily nuzzled his mask against your hand in thanks.

“We’ll be out soon, alright? We just have to get the supplies now.” You assured him, scratching under his chin and making him growl out a little purr. You really did love the ghouls; finding that some acted more like dogs, wanting to tackle you and lick your face, whereas others acted like cats, slinking around and rubbing against you affectionately.

You all headed into the quaint little store next door to get the supplies that Sister Imperator requested, and upon looking around, you saw lots of candles but not any in the colour that you needed.

“You guys get the incense, Cardinal and I will look for the candles.” You suggested, taking Copia’s gloved hand in your own before anyone could protest, pulling him further into the shop where the register was, leaving the group of sisters rolling their eyes as they watched the two of you.

The man blushed as you grabbed his hand, letting you lead him around until you got to the counter.

“Hi, um…” You greeted the woman at the counter. “We were looking for some candles, but you don’t have any black ones?” You asked.

“Oh, we usually just keep those in the back. Only for the people who specifically request them.” The woman- Marjorie, as her name tag read- clarified. “Which, in this town, only happens to be you people.” She added, obviously recognizing you to be from the ministry.

She shuffled off to the back room, and you hadn’t even noticed that Copia left your side to peruse the store when suddenly-

“Get the fuck out of my way, Satanic freak.” A voice spat, followed by a loud clang. You spun around, seeing a man having roughly shoved Copia aside and right into a shelf, several things falling off it but thankfully not breaking.

Used to being mistreated, Copia was quick to begin stammering out an apology, but the man just kept going.

“Maybe I should fuck up your other eye too, huh?” He laughed, taking a step towards the Cardinal, but you wouldn’t stand for that.

“Hey!” You shouted, fists clenched as you marched right up to the two of them, pushing past Copia and confronting the man, who looked quite shocked.

“Oh, is your little girlfriend coming to save you now? Or, wait- maybe she’s your daughter, old man?” He sneered, and you took a breath, fighting the urge to grab the nearest candelabra and bash his head in.

“No, you had it right the first time.” You coolly responded, looking casual as ever.

Copia’s eyes widened at your implication, cheeks flushing as you stood up for him. No one had ever done anything like this before, no one had ever cared enough to defend him.

“You know, it wouldn’t do you well to cross people from our church. It always seems like people who do end up in rather… unfortunate circumstances.” You hummed, pressing a finger to your chin in mock thought. Before the man could reply, you held up your other hand, blowing some dust onto him from your palm.

“What the fuck was that?” He looked surprised, and you smirked triumphantly when fear flashed in his eyes.

“Why don’t you run home? Before I worsen this hex into a curse.” You whispered, aggression boiling just below the calm surface, your eyes boring into the man’s very soul before he stumbled backwards and ran out the door.

Once he was gone, you immediately turned your attention to your poor Copia, who was starting to pick up the little trinkets that had fallen when he was shoved.

“Oh, Cardinal, are you alright?” You fretted, your hands finding his shoulders before you brought him in for a hug, your arms wrapping around him in a warm embrace.

He was silent, taken aback by your open affection and worry for him. You pulled away just enough to worriedly look into his eyes.

“I.. I am okay, Sorella.” He reassured you, wringing his hands in front of him, gaze flicking down before meeting yours once more. “Ehm.. What sort of hex did you put on him?” He asked, brows furrowed in confusion, but you only shook your head with a smile.

“I didn’t. I just took a handful of sand from that little zen garden over there.” You giggled, pointing to one of the shelves.

Copia looked at you in disbelief, but couldn’t help but crack a little smile at that. “That was very clever of you, Sorella.” He remarked quietly.

“Did you see how scared he looked when he ran away? He’s probably pissing himself!” You snickered, taking the Cardinal’s arm and making your way back to the counter, where Marjorie was now returning with a few boxes full of black candles.

“You, eh.. you really showed him, eh?” Copia smiled a bit wider, somewhat sheepish over the fact that he was actually getting the opportunity to laugh at someone else. Usually, he was always the subject of other people’s jokes, always the one getting laughed at or made fun of.

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After meeting back up with the other sisters and checking everything off on the list, you all exited the shop and put everything in the trunk before getting in the car, assuming your previous positions. Copia swallowed nervously, leaning back so as to allow you to sit on his lap comfortably. You felt wicked for doing it, but you may have wiggled around just a little bit more than necessary; the Cardinal’s strained little huffs like music to your ears.

You continued to shift on his lap, turning one way to talk to Sister Ava, leaning forward to talk to Sister Mable in the front passenger seat, then turning to your right to look out the window. Let’s be real here, you were moving every which way just to torture the man. He tried so desperately to be subtle, the poor thing, sucking in a breath with every cruel shift of your hips; and you couldn’t help but feel your panties dampen significantly when you noticed the way Copia’s hard cock was already straining right against your ass.

Biting your lip, you feigned sliding off him just so you could wiggle back up his lap, the slit of your habit riding up impossibly higher and giving him an eyeful.

The ghoul was driving at a pretty good speed, so the centrifugal force of some turns had your back pressing into the Cardinal’s chest, and you could feel his heart beating wildly as your luscious hair tickled his face.

You hid a grin as you recognized the bumpy road coming up ahead, getting ready for the real fun to start.

You couldn’t help but let out little squeaks as you rapidly bounced up and down, using the movements to your advantage until Copia was stifling moans, his arms tightening around your waist considerably. And- Lucifer, was he slightly thrusting up into you? The poor thing probably couldn’t help himself, too overwhelmed by the feeling of your perfect ass grinding into him so deliciously. Fuck, he was just so big and hard, you could practically feel his heavy cock throbbing through his cassock. It made your mouth water, made you crave it down your throat. You were holding back moans just from the thought.

Everyone was chatting amongst themselves, completely unaware of what was transpiring between you and the Cardinal. Satan only knows what they’d say if they caught on.

Poor Copia held off as much as he could, biting his lip so hard he thought it would bleed. He desperately fought for some semblance of control, not wanting you to think of him as a creep for popping a stiffy like this.

Alarm sirens were going off in his head, feeling ample amounts of precum leaking out of his sensitive cock as you bounced and squirmed and shifted even more. He tried so hard not to rut against you, catching himself whenever his hips began to subconsciously move.

But suddenly, your hand was bracing itself on his upper thigh again and your maddening touch was just too much to handle. Copia’s arms squeezed around your waist, one of his gloved hands even coming to rest on your bare thigh, desperately trying to grasp at something, anything. But he couldn’t hold on any longer, he tried so hard but goddamn it felt so good, so fucking good- he just couldn’t help it, he really didn’t mean to, but then he was shuddering slightly and his eyes were rolling back and he-

Your eyes widened as a soft gasp left you, feeling the Cardinal’s cock twitch against you, and suddenly a burst of something warm and wet. Did he… Did he just cum?

The thought drove you absolutely wild, and you continued to discreetly grind on him so he could ride out his accidental orgasm, the most pitiful little stifled whimpers tumbling from his flushed lips.

Your tongue swiped across your lower lip, wishing you could lick up the sticky mess in his pants while he moaned from the sensitivity.

Copia let out a shaky sigh, leaning back against the headrest as his chest heaved. You turned sideways on his lap, then, your hand finding purchase on his shoulder with the excuse of gazing out the back window, your cheek ever so slightly brushing up against his temple. You were a good girl for the rest of the ride, the car having had pulled off the bumpy road anyway, so it would be smooth sailing until you got back to the abbey.

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Finally arriving home, the sisters hopped out of the car, followed by you and Copia. You peeled yourself off of the man, offering your hand to him to help him out of the car. Satan knows he’d need it after what you just put him through.

He accepted it gratefully, still blushing red as a cherry with shame, the creases on his forehead more apparent because of his worried and guilty expression. He felt like he had somehow taken advantage of you.

Popping the trunk, you all began grabbing some of the paper grocery bags before heading up the grand front steps and into the abbey.

You and the other sisters were lagging a bit behind Copia in the corridor because you were discussing who would bring Sister Imperator the items she requested, but suddenly all the attention was pulled to the man in front of you. The bottom of his grocery bag had given way, all of the contents falling to the floor and causing Copia to mutter something in Italian under his breath.

Mable, Ava, Lilith, and Emily immediately started laughing at him, and even you couldn’t help but crack an amused smile at the scene. Satan, this man really was pathetic, wasn’t he? It only made you want to suck his cock harder.

Copia stooped down, hastily gathering his things in his arms, embarrassed and trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, especially you. He finally got everything, quickly standing up and hoping everyone would forget about that. After all, it wasn’t his fault that the grocery bag broke. But then he was accidentally stepping on that one lone orange that he failed to get, floundering for a second before slipping and falling right on his ass, all of his things scattered on the floor once again.

“Look at Cardinal Clumsy over here!” Lilith wheezed, the sisters nearly in tears as they erupted into cackles once more, all elbowing each other.

Copia closed his eyes, cheeks burning red hot, desperately willing himself to disappear. Why was he always such a fool? It was utterly humiliating, especially in front of you, the most beautiful sister. Of course, your friends were only adding fuel to the fire as they cracked jokes about him; Hell, you were probably laughing at his stupidity too.

But when his beautifully odd eyes fluttered open again, all Copia saw was you- now alone with him in the corridor- setting your bags down and sauntering towards him. Yes, there was an amused smile on your face, but it wasn’t the least bit snide. You weren’t jeering at him like the other girls were; instead you had something akin to admiration sparkling in your pretty eyes.

You offered him your hand- oh your dainty little hand- but when he took it, you hauled him up with a little too much force. Your back gently hit the wall, Copia being pulled into you. Flustered from the close proximity, he froze, the tips of your noses just centimetres apart.

“Are you alright, Cardinal Clumsy?” You enquired playfully, smirking at him with mischief dancing in your eyes. That name sent a pang of hurt through him when Sister Lilith had said it just then, and he had regrettably been called that many times before by many people. But for some reason, it didn’t hurt in the very slightest when it came from your lips. It made him blush, it made him feel embarrassed that you had witnessed his idiocy, but he didn’t feel any judgement coming from you. It was refreshing, since it seemed as though that’s all he ever got from anyone else.

“Si, I… I am okay, Sorella.” Copia nodded, voice timid. “B-better now.” He dared to add, but cursed the way he nervously stuttered. His gaze flitted down momentarily, suddenly realizing the way his body was accidentally pressed against yours.

“I’ll help you pick everything up, okay?” You reassured your Cardinal, tilting his chin up with your finger. Nervously licking his lips, he gave you a quick little nod, wide eyes staring into yours like a deer in the headlights. You side-stepped him, being sure to rub up against the man even more before bending over to begin picking up some cans of evaporated milk.

He felt horrible, he really did, but he just couldn’t help the way his eyes locked onto your ass. This habit was tighter and of a thinner material than the standard one, and with you bending over like this, hardly anything was left to the imagination.

A naughty smirk tugged at your lips, fully knowing what you were doing to your poor Cardinal.

After all, good girls bend at the knee, but bad girls bend at the waist.

𖤐 to be continued 𖤐

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[spidrzfall]

I'm Not Her. Part 2 ( bad ending ) ⤑ Peter Parker.

WELCOME TO PART TWO the bad ending ! The end of the story for "I'm not her!" Enjoy you guys, I actually think that I might have cooked with this one, but I could be wrong anyways. Love you guys, xoxo - A.

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♧ warnings: mentions of cheating, swearing ! ♧

NOTES : Gwen isn’t dead in this universe, her and Peter only had a fallout !

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It had been a week since the fight with (M/N), Peter couldn’t wrap his head around the fact it even happened in the first place, a part of him feeling guilt, guilt for hurting someone he’s meant to care about deeply. How’d it get this bad, how did Peter let it get this bad he didn’t have time to ponder on who or what, he just knew he needed a distraction. His mind couldn’t linger on the guilt forever and by the looks of it (M/N) wasn’t going to talk to Peter any sooner. As Peter threw on his winter coat, his blue and white striped scarf, and his cyan colored beanie, walking down his apartment's stairs to the main lobby before being engulfed by New York City’s winter air, the coldness hitting his face as his cheeks coated red. 

(M/N) didn’t know what to think. He only sat with himself wondering how Peter could say those things to him, maybe it was a slip up like Peter had claimed and even if it was, it just wasn’t okay. It didn’t exclude the fact (M/N) felt like it wasn't worth anything to Peter. He felt useless and scared. Scared of what was to come in the future from their fight; Would it even help if they reconciled? Was it going to make a difference in their relationship going forward? (M/N) didn’t want to ponder on the future, he knew if he did it would only make him go crazy.

Peter walked through the snowy streets, somewhat blinded by the snowfall but didn’t pay any mind to it as he kept walking eventually wandering into a small grocery store nearby being reminded he needed some groceries anyways. Skimming through the isles his mind made up a list along the way as he would prop each thing he needed into the handheld grocery basket. His mind cleared as he tried to recall each thing he didn’t have at home keeping in mind his budget, afterall The Bugle only pays him a few bucks for his photos.

(M/N) knew he wanted to forgive Peter, he couldn’t stay mad at him forever. As much as Peter did hurt him he still loved the man. They had a prominent future ahead of them and afterall every couple has their fights - given not all fights are because one of you can’t get over your ex - but regardless he wanted to talk to his boyfriend. Feeling like he couldn’t smile if it wasn’t smiling with Peter, Feeling a chunk of his heart missing from his chest with how much he missed the brunette. That longing he felt to be back with him, to mend what was broken. (M/N) knew what to do, bake. He needed to bake those chocolate chip cookies he would make for Peter during the wintertime, which Peter claimed to absolutely love.

Peter propped the small carton of milk into his basket as he walked further into the store. His shoulder bumping into somebody as his eyes made their way to the person as a quick apology slipped his lips. His own brown eyes making contact with the same blue eyes he had once fell in love with, Gwen. Peter stared at her as he felt his chest hurt, that similar spike in it becoming noticeable, she was the first to speak “Peter, Hey. It’s been a while, It’s so funny running into you here.” Peter's mouth went dry, it had been so long hearing her voice not knowing how to reply as he only admired her until he snapped out of it replying back to her “Yes, oh my goodness. Hey, yeah it has been a minute. How are you doing?” Peter faced her as his imaginary list of groceries left his mind the minute he heard her laugh. “I’ve been doing okay, well better since when we broke up, and really learned to manage myself a lot more. How about you? How has life been treating you, I'm sure you’ve found someone by now. It's been like 4 years now hasn’t it?” Gwen spoke her voice silk in Peter’s ears.

“Somebody?...oh uhm…” Peter hesitated as his mind ran an autopilot for a bit “no. I don’t have anybody” Peter spoke, lies spilling from his lips leaving a sour taste in them. Technically speaking in a sense he and (M/N) were on a break or at least that's what Peter told himself to ease himself of the guilt. “Really? Here I thought somebody already had you as theirs” Gwen replied as she took in note of the fact Peter wasn’t in a relationship ignoring the hesitation when he said it. “Don’t worry I don’t have anybody yet, either” – “Really?” – “I don’t think I could find anyone as amazing as you.” 

That made Peter pause, his cheeks coating a slight pink color as he chuckled, “I could say the same…” Peter replied, his morals out the window as he said it. Gwen’s smile became more noticeable as her cheeks flushed “Snow’s falling down rough, you know, my house is a bit of a walk from here, If I recall you still live in the area right? If It would be fine with you, maybe we could walk, maybe talk a while whilst the snow clears?” Gwen spoke sheepishly as she shifted her weight from one leg to another. “I think I’d love that a lot.” Peter replied quickly as he gave her a reassuring smile.

(M/N) had finally finished, his house warm and smelling of chocolate and vanilla as the cool breeze occasionally made its way into his decorated apartment. Taking the batch of cookies out of the oven as he smiled widely, they were perfect, setting them down on the marble counter of his kitchen before walking to the stove to check on the hot chocolate, a warm smile on his face. Grabbing a metal thermo and putting the warm hot chocolate into it, his heart warming up in the process, his mind running with the possibilities of how the interaction would go. Grabbing the batch of cookies, biting into one as he put the rest of them into a small purple cloth before gently placing them into a goodie bag. Taking his apron off and folding it before rushing to his bedroom to get changed. 

Being all bundled up and cozy as he took the elevator down to the main lobby, a smile on his face as he looked at his hands, the thermo and the bag of cookies in them as he walked with a spark, with a meaning, with love and excitement. Making his way to Peter’s apartment, remembering to bring the copy of the keys Peter got him. Seeing the brown colored building in view as he sped-walked entering the inside of the building’s main lobby, shaking off the snow as he walked up the stairs to the 5th floor. Exhausted as he walked up each stair until reaching the top as he rubbed off the exhaustion as he went to the familiar door; E8. 

(M/N) took a deep breath. He just needed to go in, give Peter the cookies and that was it. As he slowly inputs the key into the lock and slowly pushes the door open.

There was momentarily silence in the apartment as (M/N)’s eyes landed onto Peter's living room couch, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes stinging with threats of tears surrounding him. His hands became weak as he dropped the thermo and bag of cookies, causing Peter to snap and Gwen’s head as well. It wasn’t a sight to see with Gwen on Peter’s lap as they kissed, Peter paused for a moment, as his eyes landed on (M/N)...his (M/N).

“(M/N)...”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you had a guest over. I think I should go, I made you cookies and some hot chocolate, maybe you should share it with your girlfriend”

“(M/N) wait–”

It was too late, (M/N) only picked up the thermo and the bag as he put them down on Peter’s counter before hurrying out the apartment. Peter slipped an apology to Gwen as he made his way out the apartment making a beeline to (M/N) as he yelled out to him “(M/N)! Wait please! Let me explain, I know it looked bad but it was a spur of the mome-” – “Oh just like the spur of the moment at the restaurant! I can’t believe I wanted to forgive you!” – “(M/N) please, I didn’t think It would happen!” Peter pleaded as he walked down the stairs following the other. “Didn't know! Peter she’s your ex, you don’t bring your ex home unless you have intentions to sleep with them…Did you even tell her about us? About…me” (M/N)’s voice cracked as he stared at the once doe eyes he once loved.

Peter stood there with guilt as he lowered his head, knowing better than to lie to him. As he stood there on the top of the stairs, his boyfriend only a few steps below him who was standing there looking at him through tearful eyes. How he hated seeing him cry, hated it even more when he knew he was the reason he was crying. “I made you those stupid cookies you loved, Jerk. Fuck! I put my whole love into them Peter! I came here hoping we could work it out because I-” his voice cracked as he took a deep breath “I love- Loved. I loved you.” – “loved…?” 

Past tense. Somehow that wounded Peter even more as his own eyes teared up as he let them slowly run off his cheeks. Staring at his ex-boyfriend through tearful eyes, seeing him leave, Peter stood there momentarily before going back upstairs as he walked in, seeing Gwen with the bag of cookies - which were partially broken - on her lap as he sat next to her, his heart empty. “Everything okay?” Gwen asked as she handed him a half broken cookie as she put one in her mouth. “Yeah…everything is fine” Peter whispered as he took the cookie and took a bite out of them. “These are literally delicious, theyre so sweet” Gwen commented 

But how could it taste sweet? They were sour…after all they were only sweet when Peter ate them around (M/N), but like broken cookies come broken hearts.

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[cocaineverr]

is eating too many carbohydrates going to make me gain weight? i stay in a low intake deficit but i noticed most of my macros are from carbs. are there any setbacks to not prioritizing protein?

hii anon! Thank you for sending an ask! ❤️❤️🙂 also I am sorry I am late on this response 🙁🫡I’ll try to be better!

TL;DR : your BMR can slow down .

So regarding a high carb diet it is what a lot of muscle builders / weight lifters use to keep their energy and strength up through the day. That’s only because they eat in an excess. Now there isn’t really a benefit to prioritizing fat or protein really because when you eat more of it and less of other macronutrients then it will get stored as fat, especially protein. That’s harder to loose because it weighs more and you’ll have to fast for longer to tap into that muscle/protein reserve.

If you’re in a low intake state then there really is no benefit to eating too much of one macro, especially carbs. If you’re a student or someone who deals with having to retain information then this is very helpful. Of course it depends on what kind of food you’re eating because straight junk will not do any favors.

If you want to do high carb, here are some healthy foods to help support this:

whole wheat bread

whole oats

Starchy vegetables

Starchy fruits

whole grain pasta

legumes

HOMEMADE grain/oat based sweets

Avoid ultra processed foods. Avoid sugar being the first listed ingredient (that means it is what the product is mostly consisting of). Avoid foods that claim to be “whole wheat” because they often are scams. Instead try to make your own alternatives, especially to foods like cookies, granola bars, pastries, salad dressings, and fruit snacks.

If you want to do high protein, here are some healthy foods to help support this:

whole eggs (including yolk)

cheese

skim milk

cottage cheese

lean cut chicken, salmon, fish, and beef

home-cut deli meat

certain legumes (such as black beans)

Avoid products that claim to be low fat, high protein. Avoid products that claim to be plant based if you are omnivorous. Avoid products that have too much sugar compared to protein, specifically YOGURT. avoid any ultra processed meat, and try to buy meat raw when you can. You can make your own high protein snacks at home.

If you want to do high fat, here are some healthy foods to help support this:

Starchy vegetables

Avocado and the oil

EXTRA virgin olive oil

Flaxseed and other nuts

coconut

sardines

nut butters

full fat yogurt

dark cocao

High fat is good for those who like to fast or workout, or if you are having a hard time with binging because of the flavors. Avoid foods that have sugar loaded into them. You can make your own high fat options at home in your kitchen , ranging from prepping and roasting starchy veggies with olive oil to spinning your own almond butter.

If you prefer to not prioritize protein, as i do, you will loose muscle mass. Muscle mass weighs more therefore it has more calories. When you loose muscle mass your metabolism slows down because it isn’t burning as many calories to keep up with it. You won’t feel full and at some point will develop an intolerance to any protein rich foods. You will start to dislike the taste of meat and your body will have a hard time producing the enzymes needed to break down other foods, so you will become constipated. When you do eat protein, despite the bad reactions, you will feel fuller.

I hope my post could help you! Please stay safe and stay healthy! ❤️❤️🙂