#sliced-apples

[pangur-and-grim]

oh. I think my fears about Chiefcake passing from old age were more on point than I realized. she's acting very weak right now.

and it's late on a friday, when all the rabbit-specific vets have closed. I'll call around anyway to see if at home euthanasia is an option tonight.

[arscorpii]

red apple

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[brucelinas]

Arya and Nymeria

[gemfeathers]

[donelywell]

November 18 2023 It's about dang time I posted Surge and Kit content here!

I haven't read the IDW Comics yet, so I dunno their dynamic (or their personalities, really), but I beg for them to have a Brother Sister dynamic. Please, I beg of you, more sibling characters.

As far as I know, Kit wants what's best for Surge, even if it hurts him. So that's why in the drawing, Kit isn't under the Umbrella.

I beg that Surge gets mad whenever Kit does something self destructive just to 'appease' her and tries to get him to stop or encourages him to be a kid whenever they get the chance to.

[roundclowns]

One thing nobody tells you about pentiment is that you WILL crave bread and cheese the whole time you play it.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Clown to Equine communication failed; They are separate species.

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[toyastales]

Apple Pie Cheesecake 🍏

[dailydegurechaff]

Today’s Daily Degurechaff is… day 7 of Marya Week (Slice of Life)

[webdiggerxxx]

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[fascinationstreetmp3]

they had food in that apartment in the 70s... there's crackers, peanut butter, bread(?), a jar of pickles and a bowl of apples but why. was louis letting his hookups slash murder victims have a little snack first or was it just like for decoration purposes

[spirk-trek]

snack

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[anxiousapplepie]

Hey, just wanna know if Cook!Siffrin is aware of his pineapple allergy? Cause if not, it would be cute if he brought it for Researcher!Bonnie if they mentioned missing their favorite fruit. Honestly I can see Cook!Sif peeling fruit for his party to show that he cares like an Asian mom who has a hard time verbalizing that kinda stuff. Heck, he could probably do those bunny apple slices now that I'm thinking about it.

Cook!Siffrin is NOT aware of his pineapple allergy!! (that's a fun surprise for later) And that is actually the sweetest thing ever to imagine him getting a pineapple for Researcher!Bonnie, especially if the kid mentioned it in passing. Pineapple Quest Mode activated!! And Cook!Sif would cut up and peel fruit all nice-like for the party cuz he does find it the easiest way to communicate his undying loyalty to the people that gave him a chance to belong in a group.

[cat-attack1701]

Day 22: Camp

[wolfstargazer]

22nd October - Apple - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 433

The house was always full of laughter on the day the boys arrived.

It had been established as tradition sometime in Remus' second year that his friends would come over just before school would start. They'd spend the day off doing god knows what in the countryside, returning in the evening only when tiredness and hunger drove them back inside.

James was charming, chatty. Hope assumed he was a favourite amongst all his friends' parents, as he offered to help with this and that and always had a funny anecdote about his latest exploits on the Quidditch pitch to share.

Peter was shyer than the others, nervous but kind. Hope assumed he found it difficult to get a word in edgeways, crowded out by his much more exuberant friends.

Hope remembered the first time she'd seen Sirius, hovering in the doorway to the kitchen, more reserved than the quick and confident boy that Remus had described. He was twelve, ill at ease, grey eyes and wild hair, and something about him that made Hope feel a pang of apprehension and concern.

"He won't be used to Muggles," Lyall had offered by way of explanation, when Hope had mentioned her impressions to him when they'd gone to bed that evening. "He's from a very ancient, pure blood family. He won't be used to....the likes of us."

But that wasn't quite it, and although Hope had to admit the Wizarding World in all its complexity was still a mystery to her, there seemed something more in Sirius' tension that she couldn't quite place.

And then suddenly, one late summer day when the boys were fifteen, she'd looked up from the apples she was peeling and slicing to make into a pie and seen it. A small moment. Every day. Insignificant. Blink and you'd miss it. But that explained everything.

The boys were outside beneath the large tree that was shading the garden from most of the heat. A petal of something had floated down and settled in Remus' hair, and Sirius reached out to remove it. A coy smile. The slight tinge of a blush. Her son carried on reading. Unaware. But Sirius' eyes had stayed on him, tender and hungry, and Hope looked away, smiled softly, and continued to bake.

Later, smells of spiced apple and pastry filled the kitchen. The boys came in from the garden, enticed. Hope cut the pie and distributed the plates, handing Sirius an extra big slice.

James, being James, noticed and complained, "How comes he gets the bigger slice?"

Hope could only smile and say, "Because he deserves it."