#something something Radish Cookie or something like that

[pink-esc]

i love reading posts that are like harshly criticizing characters or plot i know nothing about and then i look at the tags and it’s Cookie Run Kingdom

[quibbs126]

You know I really do wonder what Radish and Rosemary’s parents look like, considering they’re sisters but don’t really look all that related

Heck, their ingredients don’t really seem that related, other than them both starting with R and being things you can grow in a garden

…Ah wait crap, now I’ve invited the request suggestion. I don’t know what to make them!

[bookshelfdreams]

Favourite german colloquialisms and idioms

Ein Freund zum Pferdestehlen (lit: a friend to steal horses with) A reliable, loyal, and trustworthy friend, someone you can depend on 100%

Mit jemandem ein Hühnchen zu rupfen haben (lit: to have a chicken to pluck with someone) to have an unfinished argument/dispute/disagreement with someone that one will finish as soon as they see the person again, who will then probably "experience their blue miracle" (sein/ihr blaues Wunder erleben): get their ass handed to them.

Die Sau rauslassen (lit: to let the sow loose) To throw down at a party

Sows are generally an intensifier. Either in wie Sau (as fuck), the adverb saumäßig, or just add the prefix sau- to an adjective of your choice.

Auf dem Teppich bleiben (lit: to stay on the carpet) to quit being overdramatic, to stay grounded in reality and not let emotions take over a debate. Same meaning: Die Kirche im Dorf lassen (lit: to leave the church in the village)

Das geflügelte Wort (lit: the winged word) Figure of speech, idiom

Sich etwas ans Bein binden (lit: to tie something to one’s leg) To burden oneself with something that’s more trouble than it’s worth

Das Leben ist kein Ponyhof (lit: life is no pony farm) Life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows

Jemandem den Marsch blasen (lit: to blow the march for someone) to scold someone very harshly. Also: jemandem die Meinung geigen (to play someone one’s opinion on the violin), jemanden anscheißen (to shit on someone)

Auch ein blindes Huhn findet mal ein Korn (lit: even a blind chicken  sometimes finds a seed) A stopped clock is right twice a day

Backfisch (m.) (lit: baked fish) teenage girl; this one's a bit old-fashioned

Nicht alle Tassen im Schrank haben (lit: to miss some cups from the cupboard) To be crazy, insane, idiotic. The things people can miss to express this sentiment are quite diverse (and this is something people really like to get creative with): needles from the fir tree, battens from the fence, lightbulbs from the chandelier, cookies from the jar…

Die Radieschen von unten ansehen (lit: to view radishes from below) To be dead. Variations exist with almost any plant imaginable, most notably tulips and grass

Was die Sonne nicht heilt, deckt die Erde zu (lit: what the sun can’t heal, the earth shall cover) This health problem will either resolve itself or the speaker will die from it, in any case it will be over eventually

Da warst du noch Quark im Schaufenster (lit: Back then you were curd in the shop window) Back then, you weren’t even conceived

Eine (neue) Sau durchs Dorf treiben (lit: to drive a (new) sow through the village) to manufacture short-lived public outrage that will soon be replaced by a new scandal

Hanswurst (m) (lit: Hans Sausage) a ridiculous, funny person, fool, clown (but not an actual clown from the circus)

Man hat schon Pferde (vor der Apotheke) kotzen sehen (lit: horses have been seen vomiting (in front of the pharmacy)) stranger things have happened

wilde Ehe (lit: wild marriage) to live together/have a family together without being actually married

Bauernfänger (m.) (lit: farmer catcher) Conman. Not to be confused with:

Rattenfänger (m.) (lit: rat catcher) political agitator, demagogue

Noch feucht hinter den Ohren sein (lit: to be still wet behind the ears) to be inexperienced/a newbie

Du hast wohl den Schuss nicht gehört (lit: Have you not heard the shot?) Are you out of your fucking mind?

Da sind Hopfen und Malz verloren (lit: hops and malt are lost here) A hopeless case

Völkerverständigung (f.) (lit: understanding between peoples/nations) Getting to know people from other nations, making an effort to understand their culture and showing them yours in turn. The building of international relationships based on mutual respect and equality. Diplomacy. Also: Völkerfreundschaft (friendship between peoples/nations)

Sich den Arsch aufreißen (lit: to rip one’s ass open) to work very hard

Es ist noch kein Meister vom Himmel gefallen (lit: no master has fallen from the sky yet) nobody is born an expert; keep trying and you’ll get there!

Mach mal die Augen zu, dann siehst du was deine ist (lit: close your eyes then you’ll see what’s yours) I heard this a lot as a child and now I never feel entitled to anything, ever

Da geht mir das Messer in der Tasche auf (lit: this opens the knife in my pocket) I think this is infuriating and I’m about to figuratively stab you (loads of expressions for this sentiment but this is my fave)

Kinderstube (f) (lit: children’s chamber) upbringing, education. Someone who doesn’t have Kinderstube has no manners

Waisenknabe / Chorknabe (m) (lit: orphan boy / choir boy) someone who is innocent, virtuous, well-behaved and an all-around lovely person. Often used ironically.

Maulaffen feilhalten (lit: to sell mouth monkeys) to stand around gaping with your mouth open instead of doing something useful

Ach du grüne Neune/liebes Lieschen (lit: oh you green nine/dear Lieschen) oh my!

Käseblatt (n) (lit: cheese sheet) a newspaper of very poor journalistic quality

Jemandem ein X für ein U vormachen (lit: to try to sell an X as a U) To scam or trick someone. Same meaning: Jemanden über den Tisch ziehen (to drag someone over the table). Not to be confused with:

Jemanden/etwas durch den Kakao ziehen - (lit: to drag someone/something through the cocoa) To make fun of or parody someone/something

Steckenpferd (m.) (lit: stick horse) hobby

Da will man nicht tot überm Zaun hängen (lit:  where one doesn’t want to hang dead over the fence) Just to make sure you know exactly how awful this town/village and its inhabitants are

Schnapsidee (f) (lit: schnapps idea) an idea that only a very drunk person would conceive of or consider good

Held im Erdbeerfeld (lit: hero in the strawberry field) Someone who sees themself as a great hero without any real skills/achievements to back this up

Leben wie Gott in Frankreich (lit: to live like God in France) to live the high life

[shepherds-of-haven]

What are the ROs' comfort foods?

Blade: there's a specific meal in Ygrath literally called "soldier's meal" that they would prepare both for the trainees in boot camp (or the Ket equivalent) and that mothers would traditionally prepare for their children when they returned home from war: it basically consists of grilled fish over rice, accompanied by sauteed dark mushrooms, a mountain herbal tea, salted cucumber and radish, and clear "earth-broth" with onions, mushrooms, grains of barley, and a miso-like paste. That's his comfort meal!

Trouble: his answer would be a nice steak, crispy potatoes cooked in duck fat, a beer, and a heaping bowl of honey pudding to follow, but I actually think his real comfort food is a sandwich. sometimes when he's upset, you can observe him going straight to the kitchen and eating his feelings with a massive sandwich. doesn't really matter what's in it, so long as it's on nice slabs of bread and has a bit of nice cheese, lettuce, and tomato!

Tallys: peya, the Elvish stuffed hand bread with nuts and cheese and wrapped in a leaf and drizzled with honey, is definitely one of her biggest comfort foods, but cheese in general is secretly a key ingredient for her too! She just likes nibbling on a little bit of cheese when she's anxious about something. Make her a cheese plate with some fruit and honey (though that part's optional) and she'll be happy!

Shery: definitely baked sweets! Everything she bakes for other people is her comfort food, lol. Sugar and flour and very soft, fluffy textures all the way baby! She tends to like strawberries and cream or angel food cake or fruit tart type sweets rather than really decadent chocolate or extravagant fudgey things, but she'll make whatever! Baking it is as much her comfort as eating it!

Riel: his are definitely sweets, too! Having a tray of little sweets (petit fours, little cookies, little bites of cheesecake) paired with extremely bitter khav or tea are divine ambrosia for him. It's extremely unhealthy but when he's at his peak workaholic stress, you'll often see him working at his desk with only a platter of sweets to graze on, it's so bad...

Chase: he doesn't really derive comfort from food... he has other vices... but if I had to guess, any kind of soup or chowder would inherently be comforting to him, especially since he had a lot of that growing up! He's particularly partial to a pumpkin-eel soup and corn and seafood chowder!

Red: I think he finds bread, particularly soft, slightly sweet bread, inherently comforting, and it's his go-to late-night snack when he's accidentally skipped dinner and doesn't want to fuss with a whole meal but has to eat something. Think of him walking around with half of a brioche roll in his mouth or something! Sticky buns and sweet milk bread was what was usually served for breakfast at the Circle, so it subconsciously brings him back to the days of being a student, having a routine, having the whole day to look forward to, etc.!

Ayla: most meals where there's too much to finish in one sitting are inherently comforting to her... she gets stressed about scarcity of food, so a big cauldron of vegetable soup (until that gets ruined, thanks Halek) or a big heaping pile of really anything where she can just mindlessly eat and process her feelings is comforting to her! This isn't quite a thing in Blest, but one of those huge grazing tables would be a delight for her!

Briony: with her amnesia, I don't think she's discovered yet what is a "comfort food" for her versus just foods she really really likes; she's more in a phase of life where she's trying as many new foods as possible rather than discerning which ones inspire particular emotions in her! I think she hasn't developed enough memories around food (which is sometimes what comfort food entails, that association to a particular experience or emotion) to gravitate towards a particular comfort food yet... but if I had to guess, I think she's drawn towards fried foods or little dumplings and tartlets, like a crab and cheese tartlet that's basically a crab rangoon or something like that! In a modern AU I could also see her being a big ice cream/milkshake/boba consumer!

Lavinet: she's not a big eater, so drinks are more comforting to her than food. When she's had a stressful day, she instinctively unwinds with a nice glass of wine, a cup of hot chocolate, a mug of warm tea, or what have you, rather than seeks out any particular meal or dish! She doesn't really have emotions around specific food like that!

Halek: he finds most foods he grew up with the opposite of comforting, as he thinks most Hunter food is bland and monotonous! (Not everything thinks that, he was just sick to death of growing up in the Reach and having the same-old same-old all the time.) His comfort food is some kind of cheesy pasta: it's simplistic in terms of his cooking aspirations, but there's just something about it that he finds inherently comforting! A nice gnocchi-style dish with a bunch of cheese sauce, toasted breadcrumbs, and broiled under an oven is his favorite!

Mimir: uncertainty

Caine: our boy loves cookies and fruit pies with a tall glass of milk!!

[cookiesrunaus-whitelily]

What is White Lily Cookie relationship chart toward Gingerbrave gangs (include Gingerdozer) and denizen Witch's Castle (Witchberry Cookie, Marble Danish Cookie, Sachertorte Cookie, Rosemary Cookie, Radish Cookie, Pure Cream Cookie, Onyx Cream Cookie and Snow Crystal Cookie)?

White Lily Cookie and Gingerbang (Trust)

Since she met them, White Lily has been in charge of protecting and taking care of them, being like a mother, she is afraid that something might happen to these little innocent cookies, she promised them and herself to take them to Earthbread, so they can live happily.

White Lily Cookie and Witchberry Cookie (friendly)

Although she didn't trust her much at first and found her strange, Witchberry is witty and very sneaky, the two get along well, although her attitude reminds her of her winged friend, Lily sometimes wonders where Witchberry will turn up this time?

White Lily Cookie and Marble Danish Cookie (friendly)

She sees him as a kind-hearted, but flawed cookie, she understands that, plus, somehow, he reminds her of one of her dear friends.

White Lily Cookie and Sachertorte Cookie (tension)

Knowing the past of that cookie, she can see that she is not evil, but that does not justify wanting to harm smaller cookies, if she appears again before her, then Lily will not hesitate to put herself in front of the children.

White Lily Cookie and Radish Cookie (friendly)

You can see in her acting that she is a cookie with a lot of energy and loves to help, most of all, she loves her friends in the garden, Lily remembers in her a part of her friend's enthusiasm in her.

White Lily Cookie and Rosemary Cookie (friendly)

In it, she sees a Cookie who would sacrifice everything for her friends, no matter the cost, which, she understands perfectly, told her about her homeland and promised to take them with them, so that no one would ever end up on the witch's table again.

White Lily Cookie and First Cream Cookie (admiration)

White Lily Cookie can't imagine that someone with so much power to rival a soul jam would find herself in the witch's castle. She wants to ask a lot of questions, but something in her tells her that First Cream Cookie probably doesn't have many answers.

White Lily Cookie and Onyx Cream Cookie (friendly)

To Lily, Onyx Cream Cookie is someone she wants to protect and justly so, she is impressed that he stayed for so long, trying to fix the temperature control, he reminds her of that king who swore to stay in one place forever.

White Lily Cookie and Snow Crystal Cookie (friendly)

Despite not having spoken to her much, her cold stare and determination strikes her as something admirable and something that makes her miss home more, the cold reminds her of her friend and his son, her nephew, she wonders if he will be growing up well.

[nanawritesit]

Yuqi Girlfriend Headcanons!

Regardless of your gender identity, she’ll most likely play the “boyfriend” role in the relationship

She isn’t super romantic or affectionate all the time, but she definitely makes you feel loved by taking care of you

She’s a big acts of service lover, she likes to help with chores, help you go shopping, cook you dinner, etc.

She’ll also occasionally surprise you with a small gifts whether it by flowers, a stuffed animal, or chocolate!

This girl is super strong, so you never have to worry about opening a tight jar 😤

She also kills bugs for you 💀

Yuqi insists on paying for everything while you’re out, claiming that she makes more than enough money to pay for the two of you

Pretty much the only time you get to really spoil her back is her birthday

You cook all her favorite foods for her, including jokbal, hotpot, pickled radish and sweet zongzi 🥰

You also make sweet zongzi whenever she’s feeling homesick

Her favorite gift you’ve ever given her was a huge stuffed corgi that took up the entire corner of her bedroom 💞

Although, she almost cried when you surprised her with a trip to Beijing to see her family 🥹

They were so grateful that they offered you Yuqi’s hand in marriage 💀 (It was a joke but you were ready to put a ring on it 👀)

She was a bit intimidated to talk to you at first because she found you so beautiful (like she did with Miyeon LOL) but due to her outgoing nature, she was able to get over it and approach you

Thank god she did, because now she couldn’t imagine living without you <3

She likes to be called “cutie” :)

She struggled to find a nickname that fit you for a while, but eventually she decided on “cookie” 🥰

You’ll help her reach things on high shelves because her arms are so short 😭

She’s not very good and realizing when she’s working too hard, so you’ll have to be the one to reign her in

She randomly dances around the house ALL the time

You also catch her rapping various lyrics to herself

She really needs something to fill the silence okay 😤

Yuqi really doesn’t like being alone so even if you guys aren’t around each other, she’ll call you to at least hear your voice and check in on you

She’s told you several times that you can literally call her 24/7 and she’ll always pick up for you ❤️

She’s super goofy, so you’ll never be bored with her around. It also makes her really good at cheering you up when you’re sad :)

Her making you listen to Super Junior all the time (I hate them bc they’re so problematic but who am I to disagree with Queen Yuqi)

Her joking that Ryeowook is her “REAL boyfriend” 💀 You’ll literally have to square up with his poster 👊🏻

You guys love teasing each other and getting on each others’ nerves

You go back and forth annoying each other, but it’s all in good fun (she’s really hot when she’s angry too)

She can get you to anything by asking you in her deep, husky voice (She knows it’s your weakness)

Although, you know her weakness as well… if you call her “noona” or “unni,” she’ll be putty in your hand 👀 She usually hates formalities like that but when it’s from you, it gets her going so fast

She’s super outgoing, so she’ll constantly push you to try new things and move out of your comfort zone

There’s no secret you could ever tell her that she wouldn’t keep. She’s super trustworthy and will take it to the grave

While she’s super patient, she can be a little possessive. Especially if she feels threatened by the person who seems to be interested in you

She never gets mad at you, just at the other person

Her expression alone is enough to scare them off though 😳 She can be super scary when she wants to be!

But you don’t notice anything, and just smile at her innocently 😊

Her stealing your clothes on a regular basis

She’s not super into PDA but she does enjoy holding your hand while you walk places together

Speaking of which, one of her favorite activities to do with you is taking walks together. It eventually becomes a daily habit whenever you guys have time!

Behind closed doors however, she’s the biggest cuddle bug :) She’ll cage you in her arms and not let go of you for HOURS while you watch dramas together

Yuqi is 100% a big spoon!

If you rub her neck, shoulders, and back for her after a long day, she might get down on one knee right then and there 💀

In the end, you’re super lucky to have Yuqi as a girlfriend. She always takes such good care of you, never leaves you feeling lonely, and constantly keeps you entertained. She’s so in love with you and wouldn’t have it any other way 🥰

[mystieris]

Black Sheep of the Family

(Up on Olympus, Hera, Apollo and Poseidon are all yelling at Zeus. Meanwhile off to the side, Hades leans down to let Persephone grow some flowers on his head while Hestia pours the tea.) Hestia: Do you have any idea what they're fighting over this time? Oh! you probably don't want that sandwich, I know you don't like radishes… Hades: (stops before picking up a mini sandwich, helps Persephone grab for a cookie) Oh. Thanks. Well, I know Hera is the usual, I think Apollo is for something similarly related to do with Leto, and… I know what Poseidon’s upset about, but I'm not at liberty to discuss it. Hestia: (shrugs, sipping her tea) Hm. I'm not interested in knowing anyway… (Hades chuckles as he watches Persephone load his plate up with little cakes.) Hades: Yeah, that's why I like hanging out with you. You're the only one not invested in… (gestures to the others) this garbage…! Sweetie, I appreciate you helping me, but I'm not really big on sweets… Persephone: That’s okay, I'll eat them for you! (Hades throws back his head and laughs as Hestia stifles a snicker.) Hades: Demeter’s kid's got quite the independent streak in her, doesn't she…? Hestia: Of course she does. (points at Persephone's rainbow tutu skirt and punny t-shirt with a hot pink vest over it) You think Demeter put that outfit on her…? Hades: It is a bit wild for her, isn't it…?

[angelmush]

feeling creative in the kitchen again so here's some food dreams i have for the foreseeable future:

i made a rice bowl for breakfast/lunch (honestly i usually just combine these meals together lol) and along with rice in my rice cooker i put a TON of ginger, scallions, soy sauce, mirin, fish sauce, + a drizzle of sesame oil 2 flavor my rice as well as an egg to soft boil it, i ate this with fishwife mackerel and 1/2 an avocado

miso glazed cod broiled til it's golden !!!! just craving that delicate flakiness that cod provides and i know i have some in my freezer i can thaw, not sure what to eat it with tho, any ideas are welcome !

my gf picked up a baguette from the patisserie near us and i have some kerrygold salted butter + radishes for a snack

i made another batch of miso brown butter chocolate chip cookie dough to scoop and freeze for single serve cookie emergencies

dreaminggg of some kind of creme brulee or panna cotta with cardamom and plums or pears ? or maybe a tart? possibly topped with toasted brown butter pistachios? i'm not sure but i have the most delicious plums and pears in my fridge that i need to use in something and im feeling very inspired by creamy desserts right now

craving the buttery richness of a thick slab of salmon basted in herbs and a good butter or something along these lines

a brown butter and sage gnocchi and sweet potato dish of some kind? not sure, this idea is still marinating

my easy go to meal is a turkey sandwich with pesto and goat cheese and i got these jarred roasted red peppers i think would be delicious with that

i've made a really delightful avocado, radish, bean salad before with a bright vinaigrette that could be tasty especially when eaten cold (it was like randomly 90 degrees today after being fall vibes for weeks so. crispy cold veg sounds delightful all of a sudden)

[janicho88]

When It All Falls Apart -Chapter 8

Pairing- Jensen x ex!Padalecki Reader

Word count- 2,736

Warnings- Some language. Dealing with a breakup. Sad reader. Angst, If I missed something let me know!

A/N- I'm hoping the tags work this time, I typed them all out this time instead of copying them like the last two chapters. A little off canon, SPN ended after 10 years. We still got all the characters in during that time though. Thank you to @writercole and @leigh70 for your help with this. You two are amazing!!

Summary-Y/N Padalecki loved acting on Supernatural.  Working alongside your older brother and your boyfriend, but after ten seasons the guys have chosen to hang up the guns.  Now the three of you are moving on to other projects, but that’s all that needs to change right?  While you have moved to Austin to be closer to your family and boyfriend, Jensen is working elsewhere.  Distance is only the start of your troubles.

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Once you arrive back in Austin after the 4th of July family trip, you have some cleanup to do.  There are now two trips worth of dirty clothes in your room, the car is a mess, and you should see what else you managed to collect in your suitcase.   You spend the rest of Tuesday evening working on those things.

Wednesday morning, Gen and Jared leave for L.A.  They have meetings out there with the studio for Walker today and tomorrow.  A few last minute things have to be hammered out before filming begins two weeks from today. 

When it’s time to get lunch for Tom, you go through the cupboards, but don’t find much that interests the two of you.

“Buddy, I think we might need a grocery store trip,” you tell him with a frown.

“Do we have to?” he whines.

“Unless you want to eat radishes for lunch.”

He shakes his head with such disgust you can’t help but laugh.  After grabbing your purse, the two of you are off to the store.  As you are pushing a cart down the first aisle, you pass the bakery section.  

“That cake looks good, doesn’t?” you ask your nephew who is riding in the front of the cart.

He just nods his head.  You pick it up and set it in the cart, along with some fruit that Gen isn’t growing in the garden, and a gallon of milk for Tom.  Going down the snack aisle, Tom sees the boxes of goldfish crackers.

“Those are Unca Jensen’s favorites.”

You look at where he’s pointing, and a sad smile appears on your face.  “You're right buddy, they are.”

“We should get some for when he comes over.”

“I don’t know if he’ll be over anytime soon though.”

“How come?  I miss him.”

“I get that buddy, I really do.”

“Why don’t we see him anymore?  I used to get to see you and him when you were workin’ like daddy.”

“He’s really busy right now.”

“Can we try and call him later?”

Looking at Tom giving you the dang puppy dog look he inherited from Jared, you find it very hard to say no.  But, you know you aren’t going to be able to dial that number.  

“I’m sorry buddy, but he can’t talk right now.  Maybe he’ll be able to when your dad gets back.”

He looks like he might tear up, so you let him get the box of goldfish to give to Jensen the next time he sees him.  Walking further down the aisle, you see a bag of cheddar popcorn, you throw that in the cart, then some pretzels.  Passing by the freezers, a new tub of ice cream joins the party.  Standing in the checkout, a few candy bars. 

Loading the car, you realize you really didn’t get much in the way of actual food for Tom’s lunch.  You stop and grab fried chicken and some mashed potatoes on the way home.  There’s plenty to have leftovers for dinner too.

The next day, the two of you take a trip to the park.   The pizza and ice cream you picked up on the way home was totally Tom’s idea, after you may have mentioned it to him.  Back at the house, there is pizza, breadsticks, cheese fries, popcorn, pretzels, cake, Oreos, and some fresh baked cookies spread out on the table in front of the couch. Tom picks out Hercules and the two of you settle in to watch and pig out.

About halfway through the movie, you look over at your nephew still munching on popcorn.  “Hey Tom, do me a favor and don’t tell your parents we ate all this. Okay?”

“Okay, Aunt Y/N.”

“Thanks.”

The movie is over and you are working on cleaning up all the food when the front door opens.  You quickly get Tom behind you as you are slowly moving forward to get a peek at the entrance when your brother comes into sight.

“Hey gang!” He greets you both.

“Daddy!”

“Jare, I didn’t think you were coming back until later tonight.”

“The meetings went quicker than anticipated, and we found an earlier flight.”

“Great,” you tell him, slowly looking back over your shoulder.

Gen comes walking up behind you, having entered from the back and gone through the kitchen.  “Did we have a party guys?  There’s a lot of food here.”

“Guess what we had to eat?” Tom excitedly tells her everything he had the last two days.

“Really Tom? Thanks a lot buddy.”

“I only got one ice cream from the place, but Aunt Y/N, got two.”

“One was a drink.”

“It was ice cream.” Your nephew counters. 

“I’m going to finish cleaning up.”  You move back to the kitchen before anyone else can say a word.

Mess cleaned up, you are up in the bedroom laying on your bed with the bag of popcorn and the cookies when Gen knocks on the door.

“Hey,” you greet her.

“Hey, yourself.  Can I join you?”

“Sure, it is your house after all.”  You move to sit back against the headboard as she walks in.

She sits down beside you and grabs a cookie.  “I don’t know if I should be worried that you are taking your nephew through this breakup binge with you, or mad that you didn’t ask the pregnant lady to join?”

“It’s not a binge, it’s nothing.  Just some snacks.”

“It’s not you.  The crazy baking and cooking.  I saw all the food you cleaned up in the kitchen today.  When Jay first left to shoot the movie and you started staying here, you did something like this for a few days.  But it wasn’t to this extreme.”

“Gen, it’s…”

“Don’t tell me nothing.  This breakup is hitting you harder than you want to admit.  Honestly, I’m not sure you even realize it.”

She waits for you to say something, but you remain quiet.

“You haven’t gotten the rest of your stuff out of his place yet.  I think a part of you is still trying to hold on.  I know you were together a few years, but I don’t want to see this drag you down.”

“I didn’t want to tell mom we broke up, because that made it seem really real.  So will cleaning my stuff out of his house.   I still wake up some mornings and hope it was all just a nightmare, and I’ll call him up and he’ll tell me I was crazy for even dreaming that.”

“You tried to work it out, but decided ending things was the best option for you.  The more you fight moving on, the more it’s going to hurt you.” 

“I don’t know why it’s hitting so hard.  It's not like I saw him much the last few months anyways.”

“Yeah, but now you know you won’t be together when he comes back.  It’s hard, but sweetie you need to move forward.”

You sit there a minute, “yeah I guess I do.”

Gen sits with you watching How to Lose a Guy and eating the snacks, until Tom calls her away. You know she’s right, but it’s hard to close this chapter of your life.  

After dinner the next night, you ask Jared if he has a minute to talk.

“For you little sis, I might have two.”

“You’re hilarious, Jare.”

He takes a mock bow before sitting on the couch across from you.

“I need to get the last of my stuff from Jensen’s place, but I really don’t want to go alone.  Do you think you could come over with me tomorrow?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Thanks.”

“And um, Tom was asking about calling him some time.  I don’t think I can do that.”

“Understood.  I can take care of that sometime.”

The next morning the two of you take your SUV and Jared’s truck over to Jensen’s.  You have an empty suitcase and duffle bag with you, plus you think you have another bag at his place.  Walking in the door, you pause and take a look around.  Chances are this will be the last time you are here.  It didn’t really feel like your place, but maybe you just never gave it a chance to.

“Want me to break some of his stuff while we’re here?” your brother asks, standing behind you.

“No, Jare.  Behave.”

“Where do you want to start?”

“I don’t know.  Maybe upstairs with my clothes.”

He follows you up to the master bedroom.  As you get your clothes out he starts stuffing them into the suitcase.  When he fills one, he takes it outside and loads it up.  The bathroom things you have left here are next.  Then there are your boxes sitting in the guest room.  Since you never unpacked them, you don’t have to worry about repacking.  Walking around the house you pick up a few things here and there that are yours.  You water the houseplants as you move around.  When you are fairly certain you have everything, you come meet Jared back in the living room.

Looking around the room, the case of the last DVD you watched together is still laying in front of the tv.  You go over and pick it up, turning to Jared. 

“I never thought him leaving for work would turn out like this.”

“I know.  I’m sorry.”

“Not your fault.”  

He doesn’t say anything, just comes over and gives you a hug.  

“I’ll meet you outside okay?”

“Yep,” he responds, taking the last bag out with him.

Standing at the kitchen counter you remove Jensen’s house key from your keyring and set it with the garage remote on the counter.  Looking around the house one more time, you whisper “bye Jens.”

Setting the alarm, you lock the bottom lock on the inside of the door, and use the keypad to lock the deadbolt outside.   Jared pulls out of the drive first and with one more look behind you, you turn and follow him back to the house.  

He helps you unload your things back at the house, some of the boxes stay in the garage, some of the bags need to go upstairs.  That night you are thinking about what Gen said about moving on.  Getting your things out of Jensen’s place was the first step.  The next was going to be leaving your brother’s house.  When you started spending a night here and there with them, it wasn’t meant to turn into living with them.  You really should get out of their hair. 

Monday morning you call a realtor and schedule a meeting for later that afternoon.  When you go in you explain what you are looking for, and some of the areas around town you would be okay with moving to.  Amy, who you will be working with, tells you she will put a list together and get back with you soon. 

Gen asks that evening what kept you busy all day, you tell her you had some errands to run.  You don’t want to mention moving out yet, slightly worried they would talk you out of it easily.  Jensen and Jared might not be on the best of terms because of you right now, but there was no doubt in your mind they would get past it.  Once again the two of them would be hanging out, you didn’t want to be here for that.  You couldn’t be. 

You were outside with Gen late Wednesday morning, when your phone went off.  Amy was calling to let you know she had some places to show you.  She told you to let her know when you were ready to look at them.  

“Are you free this afternoon?” you ask.

“Let me check,” you catch her a little off guard at wanting to go out and look so quickly.

“I’ll be free after 2:30. I can meet you at the first place then?”

“That will work.”

She gives you the address before hanging up. The first place is the closest to Jared and Gen’s, Nalle Woods of Westlake apartments.  They only have 2 bedroom units available right now, that doesn't matter too much to you though. The place just wasn’t you.  Stopped at a red light on your way to the next location, you take a look around.  The restaurant you and Jensen had your first Austin date at is just up ahead.  

The second stop is a condo on Lennox Drive, but it requires a 12 month lease minimum.  You aren’t sure if you want to commit to a place for that long right now.   Leaving there you drive by Lady Bird Lake.  You and Jensen had enjoyed going there and walking the trails. 

The Ridgeview apartments you looked at next were nice, but they didn’t come furnished.  Since you had sold your furniture before moving you would need to start all over again there. 

Signs for the Austin Zoo catch your eye on the drive to the next place.  It brings back memories of the time you and Jensen took your nephews and niece there for a day. 

Turning on the radio to distract yourself you leave the station on Prime Country when you hear Garth singing.  The next single bedroom apartment is newly listed, you have hope it will work out. The drive takes you past Peter Pan Mini Golf, where you have had a few date nights.  This apartment you stop at is another unfurnished one, and the more you have seen today tells you that isn’t what you want right now.

The last place you check out is an apartment building on Congress Ave.  You can lease these apartments for as short as a month.  That seems more like you are looking for right now.  They come fully furnished, even having housewares and linens.  There is a pool, gym and laundry room for tenants to use.   The downside is they are a little cramped, but if it’s just you what’s the problem?

You thank Amy for her time and let her know you need to think some things over but would get back to her soon.  Leaving the last apartment, you drive over the Congress Avenue bridge.  Jensen had brought you out here one night to see the bats, and you had been freaked out at first as they all flew out.  

So much of this town just screams Jensen to you, it is going to make your fresh start a little hard.  Apparently, the radio agrees with you, LeeAnn Womack comes on singing, “Little Past Little Rock.”

“I had to leave my life in Dallas

That town will always be you

In every crowd, on every corner,

Every face I'd see you

So with nothing more than a tank of gas

I drove away without looking back…”

“I know exactly how you feel LeeAnn.  He’s everywhere here.  I’ll even have to drive by his house every time I go to Jared and Gen’s.”

“Don't know where I'll go

Or what I'll do

I'm a little past Little Rock,

But a long way from over you

These headlights on the highway

Disappear into the dark

And if I could have it my way

I'd go back to where you are…”

“I’d just like to go back in time, maybe I could have changed my schedule and gone with him.  Maybe then things would have worked out differently.”

“Too late to change my mind

I've got to keep my heart out of this

And both hands on the wheel

I'm learning more with every mile

Just how leaving feels

It's a lonely stretch of blacktop

Out into the blue

Don't know where I'll go

Or what I'll do

I'm a little past Little Rock,

But a long way from over you…”

“Austin just might be my Dallas.  He’s the main reason I came here.  Maybe I should be leaving here and heading back to L.A.  It wouldn’t be the first time I lived away from my family.  It would be a clean start.”

As you pull back in the driveway at your brother’s place, you are thinking more and more that getting out of town is going to be the way to go.  You can’t right away because of Walker, but maybe you could see about them reducing your role in the future.  Today has given you a few things to think about.

Thank you for reading!

Chapter 9

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[ilovelosersandshortmen]

Could I ask for the Brotherhood with a Platonic Reader who's just some random kid? Not even a mutant or anything, they just walked into the house one day and just decided 'yeah I'll live here with you guys🤷'

The Brotherhood of Mutants reacting to a random person deciding to move in with them (PLATONIC!!)

I love this idea oml 😭😭 This has very big Addams Family vibes honestly. I'm going to write this with a more sibling-like relationship because I love found family.

TODD:

• Okay, honestly, I've always thought Todd would be like.. a redneck cigarette dad. I mean that with love.

• Constantly getting into wrestling matches and teaching people bad behaviors, you know what I mean. Trailer park behavior. (I used to live in one so I can make fun of it)

• He's the kind of guy that would put you on his shoulders so that you can spray paint a building or something. Also teaches you the most efficient way to hop a fence when running from the cops!

• He's like Roderick from Diary of a Wimpy kid, taking you out for gas station snack runs late at night.

• Sometimes, he feels like you're the only person he can open up to.

• He has cried on your shoulder more than a few times.

• Then you guys make cookies together.

FRED:

• I know I keep bringing this up, but I believe Fred is an amazing cook. (this is based on the rose radishes he made for Pietro or whatever)

• So he constantly makes sure you get fed first, because he knows eating well in the Brotherhood is really hard.

• Always lifting things to impress you.

• (Yeah he's a sad only child soo.. you're his new sibling. He's decided. Already calls you his brother/sister)

• Would literally both die and kill for you.

• He doesn't want to hurt you with his hugs, so sometimes he just lets you cling to him like a koala.

• He likes to help you pick out your outfits (I don't know, this just feels right to me)

• He's also super supportive if you're alt/goth/emo

• You guys have fashion shows to show off your outfits.

• Honestly, he's your biggest fan.

PIETRO:

• Genuinely in disbelief

• "Wait, so we're just.. letting this happen!?"

• He's really the only one who cares, which I guess is understandable. I wouldn't want even more people in a house that's already falling apart.

• So, at first, he's always complaining about you being there. You took his spot on the couch. You stepped on his shoe that one time. Once he complained that you breathed too loudly near him.

• After a while, he reduces his whining to muttering and then eventually just gets used to your presence.

• He doesn't like to admit it, but he kind of does want to impress you. He'll use his powers and then just.. stand in front of you, waiting for praise.

• Always behind you when you go for walks, like a scary guard dog.

• SO. MANY. PRANK WARS.

WANDA:

• She's chill.

• She's not really vocal about everything, but she does really care for you!

• Wanda would def help you dye your hair or paint your nails.

• And she would use her powers to grab things off of high places, just so you don't get injured.

• Pietro might be a little jealous of you, but who cares what he thinks anyway.

• She would also probably help you pierce yourself

• Then would help you when it got infected.

LANCE:

• He always tries to pretend that he doesn't care, but he definitely does.

• Always making sure you don't get hurt around the house, and is the first person to worry if you do ever get hurt.

• Also, this goes for all of them, but he would absolutely love playing video games with you. Even if he loses. A lot.

• More than a few earthquakes were caused over Mario Kart.

• Also the first to raise hell if you went missing.

• Sometimes takes you out with Kitty to get food (like that one "Mama y Papa" trend on Tiktok)

TABITHA:

• She takes you under her wing immediately.

• After a day with her, you have a new taste in music and a bunch of outfits that were not shoplifted at all.

• You basically become her right hand person when causing trouble, she'd constantly wake you up for late night joy rides.

• Asks you to help her with her hair (there's no way she doesn't use 5 bottles of hairspray for that thing)

• You two definitely shoplift together, or she shop lifts random things for you.

• Always getting you little snack or trinkets.

I don't know if this was exactly what you were thinking, but I love the idea of a platonic sibling-like relationship!! Also, I'm sorry if this is really short, I'm more used to writing romance. But, as always, I appreciate you and I hope you have an amazing night!!

[nordic-language-love]

25 Things That Surprised Me as a Brit Living in Japan

1) Shops and supermarkets change their stock regularly. One day you buy ice cream, and when you go back three days later to get some more, it’s gone and there’s no evidence they ever sold it. No “sorry this is sold out”, no empty space where it was.

2) So much single-use plastic. Cookies, cakes, fruits and vegetables etc are individually wrapped, or wrapped in packs of two. To be fair though, Japan is much better at recycling all this plastic. Which leads me nicely on to...

3) PET bottles go in one recycling bin, the plastic labels and bottle tops go in a different one. You can’t just put them in together.

4) Multipack crisps are not a thing. Or if they are, I’m yet to find them. I’m used to getting 24-bag multipacks and adding crisps to my lunchbox, taking them with me in case of sudden hungries and using them to get me by between meals. Here you only really get crisps in sharing-size bags, and there’s much less variety. (Although you can buy chocolate-coated crisps, which sound like a cardinal sin but are pretty tasty)

5) There are lots of varieties of plain yoghurt. There’s not a lot of variety of flavoured yoghurt, especially when it comes to large pots. In the UK I can get strawberry, strawberry wholegrain, raspberry, blueberry, mango & passionfruit, mango & apple, mango & vanilla, vanilla, coconut, lemon curd and so much more in 500g pots. Here I’ve found vanilla, honey and blueberry in 350g pots.

6) Even in the winter when the snowstorms came, there were many non-coniferous trees that remained green. I cannot begin to explain how jarring the sight of such vibrant greenery amongst white snow is when you’re used to winter being a sea of brown and grey.

7) Cars actually stop to let you cross the road. Even if they’re turning into a side-road or at a junction, they stop for you to cross, holding up traffic. In the UK, you would annoy a lot of drivers if you started crossing a junction they were turning into.

8) Squat toilets. They’re not just a thing; they’re a commonplace thing and almost every public toilet seems to have at least one. I’ve never seen anyone opt to use one (apparently it’s easier for pregnant women though)

9) When the emergency services are called, they really show up. My neighbour left her keys in her door, someone called the police, two of them waited for her to return home. That same neighbour accidentally used a dish that wasn’t heat-resistant in the microwave and while there was no fire, there was a bit of smoke. Three fire trucks showed up, as well as police. Not a chance anything like that would happen in the UK.

10) You’re not supposed to thank the cashier after buying something; you’re supposed to just bow and leave. I cannot do this; I am culturally conditioned to thank cashiers and find myself doing it anyway.

11) 99% of (non-sliding) doors open outwards. In the UK, the opposite is true. I assume this is because, in the event of an earthquake causing structural damage, it’s much easier to barge your way out of a door when it opens outwards. In the UK, we’re more worried about people breaking in, and so doors open inwards such that we can barricade them (or so I’m told).

12) There are differences between some fruits and vegetables here. Cucumbers are tiny green wrinkled things that look like alien fingers. Radishes are enormous white monstrosities. Spinach is rarely baby leaf. Pumpkins are green. Sweet potatoes are white inside.

13) There’s not much in the way of caramel or salted caramel, but strawberry-flavoured things (especially chocolate) is very common (as is macha flavour). Things that are caramel flavour are more like burnt toffee flavour.

14) People wear coats when it’s 25ºC outside because apparently that’s not warm for them.

15) Convenience stores have printers that you’re welcome to use any time. You have to pay, of course, but for A4 paper it’s 10 yen per black and white page or 50 yen per coloured page, which is basically nothing. You can also print out things on A3, B4 and B5 paper, as well as photographs and postcards.

16) The stairwell for blocks of flats is typically outside, and then you walk along a walkway outside to get to the door. You don’t typically go into a block of flats. The opposite is true in the UK: you have to go into the building (which is typically locked, so you have to buzz the flat of the person you’re visiting and they’ll open it electronically for you from their flat) and then go up the stairs inside.

17) Bread is not sold with the end slices. It’s also usually sold in loaves of 6-8 slices, all of which are thick-cut and much sweeter than English bread. Typically only white bread is available.

18) Vending machines crop up everywhere in the seemingly most random places. I stg if Erebor were in Japan in the years of Smaug, it would have a well-stocked and fully functioning vending machine.

19) There’s no such thing as pepsi max, although there is pepsi zero. Typically you can’t get pepsi zero from the convenience store (although you can get coke zero) and have to go to the supermarket, but it costs like half the price of coke zero if you can be bothered to make the journey.

20) There are cars/vans with megaphones that just drive around advertising things. One time one passed us by and I asked my friend what the deal was and he said “oh, it’s advertising gas”. They’re also used in election campaigns. I’m still confused by these things.

21) Exposing your bare shoulders is a no-no. Even when it’s 35ºC with 90% humidity, people wear tops with sleeves that cover their shoulders (some even wear long sleeves to stop them from getting a tan). It’s okay if you’re going out on the town, but not as everyday wear.

22) “Milk” and “butter” are flavours. Personally, I think it’s redundant to describe cream as “milk-flavoured” or cake as “butter flavoured”, but it would seem Japanese people disagree.

23) Cash is still used everywhere. I pay my bills at the convenience store in cash.

24) Prices of produce are REALLY volatile. One day you pay 88 yen for a tomato. The next day that same tomato - now slightly mankier thanks to being a day older - is 198 yen. Two days later tomatoes are 98 yen. The next week they’re 128 yen.

25) Shoes off! In the classroom, at the doctor’s, at the office etc, shoes come off at the door and you change into provided slippers. This is now so deeply ingrained in me that I feel uncomfortable when my UK friends send me pictures/videos and they’re wearing shoes inside.

[ciaossu-imagines]

(day 16) hewooo! can i request prompt fourteen for fran? (i’ll be giving you the freedom to choose the question/s instead.) ♡

Of course I can, my dear! I had a hard time settling on questions though, so I just did all of them and I hope you enjoy 😊 Thank you so much for sending in the request!

Ask Meme - Food Edition!

Send me a character and a number and I'll tell you about their food preferences!

1: Milk, dark, or white chocolate?

I honestly don’t see Fran as having a huge sweet tooth and even when he is craving something sweet, chocolate is not normally his go-to. When he does eat chocolate, it’s usually dark chocolate and his one chocolate weakness is Cote d’Or’s 86% dark chocolate bars.

2: What do they get on their pizza?

Fran actually ends up really love pissaladière, a type of French street food very much like pizza, with a really crispy crust, caramelized onions, anchovies, black olives, and some grated Gruyere and Parmesan cheeses on it.

3: How well do they handle alcohol?

Honestly, when he first started drinking, not at all. Fran’s a quick drunk early on and because of that, it’s not something he does a lot of. Even when he does learn to better tolerate his alcohol, he’s still pretty featherweight about it all and after a couple drinks, he’s definitely tipsy. Knowing this, and because he doesn’t really trust a lot of people, Fran normally chooses not to drink or nurses a single drink if he’s pushed to do so at social functions.

4: What would be their ideal birthday cake?

I feel like Fran isn’t a huge fan of cake overall. He’d rather, if a cake was needed, that it be something single sized and individual, like cupcakes instead. As mentioned, he’s not a huge sweets fan and while it’s nice to have a birthday ‘cake’, a cupcake is really all he needs. After that, it’s just a chore to eat.

5: Coffee or tea?

I think it really does depend on where in the world he is at the moment. There are countries, like Japan, where he really prefers tea. There’s more of a culture around tea there that interests him and a wider variety of types of tea. However, in places like Italy, the coffee is simply heavenly, and Fran can’t get enough of it. On trips to North America, he gets his caffeine fix with soda though, especially since there’s so many varieties and types.

6: Burgers or hot dogs?

It’s burgers all the way. With a burger, at least Fran knows exactly what it’s made out of, while hot dogs he really has no idea what they’re made out of, how they’re made, and really doesn’t want to know because he feels he would probably puke if all that information came to light.

7: How do they feel about vegetables?

Much like most other varieties of food, there are vegetables that Fran really enjoys and vegetables he hates. He likes lettuce, carrots, raw beans, mushrooms, radishes, and cooked turnip. He really hates peas, both raw and cooked and cooked tomatoes. Raw onions gross him out, but he loves cooked onions.

8: What's their favorite kind of cookie?

Again, as someone who doesn’t eat a lot of sweets, Fran doesn’t really have a strong favourite cookie. He absolutely won’t refuse most if they’re offered, except for oatmeal raisin cookies. Raisins deserve to be eaten on their own, not put in cookies.

9: What's their favorite of the five tastes?

Fran is the kind of guy who really likes both creamy and savory tastes. He’s not a huge fan of sweets, can handle a decent amount of spice, likes some saltiness, but will almost always go for something creamy, like cheese and yogurt, or something savory, like steamed pork buns, which are a weakness of his. He prefers stronger flavours to delicate ones.

10: What's their favorite fruit?

In a silly twist, I really do think it’s apples. He loves the taste of apples and since there were apple trees near where he grew up, I think he enjoyed the luxury of going and picking them straight from the branch. Apples taste better that way, after all, at least according to Fran.

11: Do they prefer hot or cold food?

The contrarian that he is, the answer for Fran is neither. He prefers room temperature or slightly warm/cold foods. He’s big on a lot of finger foods, things that are easy to pick away at, and most of those aren’t served burning hot and definitely not frozen.

12: Are they a big eater, or do they tend not to eat much?

I do think Fran eats a fair amount for someone his size, but it’s eaten in little bits and pieces. He’s someone who eats several dozen small meals (that are more snack sized) than someone who wants to sit down to a huge and extravagant six-course meal.

13: What's their favorite drink?

We’ve already answered this for hot drinks but in terms of cold drinks, I think Fran really enjoys juice. He likes the ‘no sugar added’ fruit juices, the ones that aren’t artificially flavoured and overly sweet, so they’re normally more expensive but he figures it’s worth it for the better taste.

14: Ice cream or popsicles?

Fran, when he eats sweet treats, prefers popsicles. However, what he really likes on hot days is shaved ice. Sacre is his normal go-to since he really enjoys citrusy flavors.

15: Do they spell it "doughnut" or "donut"?

Normally doughnuts aren’t actually something Fran talks a lot about or writes about, so the English spelling of them hasn’t really ever came up. He uses the spelling of whatever country he’s currently living in, along with the word for doughnuts in that language though.

16: How are they at cooking?

Fran can make finger food, things that don’t really rely on cooking too much. He makes an absolutely gorgeous charcuterie board, to be honest. He can make basic cooked meals, like ramen and pasta but past that, his cooking skills decline. It’s not that he’s a bad cook when it comes to the technicalities, because he’s not. If he could just stick to a recipe, he’d be fine, but the problem is that Fran likes to experiment while cooking to some very…insane degrees (Ken swears he once saw an Eldritch beast arise out of a pot that Fran swears was just a soup).

17: From best to worst, how would they rank the Starburst flavors (cherry, lemon, orange, and strawberry)?

Fran goes against popular opinion that the pink Starbursts are the best and tells everyone that Starbursts suck and are hugely overrated on the candy front. They get stuck in his teeth, are a pain to eat, and they don’t even taste that good, in his opinion.

18: How do they feel about spicy food?

As mentioned above, I do think that Fran can handle a fair amount of spice and even enjoys it. However, he wants his food to have flavor, to have a kick to it. He doesn’t want his whole mouth to burn or feel like it’s melting off. Spice shouldn’t get to the pain level in his opinion, not unless he’s the one offering that kind of food to unsuspecting victims friends.

19: Do they have any strange eating habits?

There’s so many strange things about Fran that you would expect him to have so many strange little eating habits too, right? Except he really doesn’t. The strangest he gets is his habit of talking while he eats and holding full conversations while he eats, but that’s more just bad manners and less a strange eating habit.

20: How do they take their steaks?

Fran really enjoys a perfect medium rare steak. However, because most places are absolutely horrible at getting that perfect ‘it’s cooked but just slightly still pink, soft and almost melting in your mouth’ steak, it’s not something he’ll order often. The reviews for the restaurant have to be amazing for him to be willing to give it a try, as a badly cooked steak is honestly one of Fran’s big pet peeves food wise.

21: What do they get on a burger?

He’ll ask for the works, but then he’ll ask for the kitchen to hold the onions, hold the pickles, go light on the mustard, and make sure the bun doesn’t have sesame seeds on it, please. So not the works at all.

22: Do they watch cooking shows at all?

I don’t think that Fran is someone who really watches television. He was raised by a grandmother who was strict about the amount of television he was allowed to watch, and which shows were appropriate for him to watch. He watches a lot more television when he gets with the Kokuyo Gang, but still not a lot. He can only sit still in front of the television for about an hour to an hour and a half at a time before he gets antsy and bored and needs to get up and do something more mentally and physically stimulating. Food shows aren’t something he’d normally ever think of watching, but he might watch an episode of one of Gordan Ramsay’s shows if someone else had them on.

23: What's their favorite snack?

Fran is a simple guy when it comes to snacks. He enjoys chips and fruit as a kid but his favourite as he gets older is really just a good cheese plate. Cheese, some grapes, maybe some meat on there if he’s feeling super fancy. It’s filling, delicious, and easy to do up so why not, right?

24: What's their favorite ice cream flavor?

When he does want ice cream, he likes fruity flavoured ice cream. Strawberry is always a solid choice, but his favourite when he’s in Japan are Lemon Gyunyu Soft’s.

25: What's their favorite meal of the day?

Fran doesn’t have a favourite meal of the day. He’s never stopped to actually think about it at all, honestly, and even if he had I don’t think he could have found an answer. As mentioned, he likes a lot of small little meals throughout the day instead of the standard three meals a day, so it’s a little harder for him to choose.

26: Pancakes or waffles?

Crepes! So, really, the technical answer is neither. I mean, if he was absolutely forced to choose, he’ll take a pancake, roll it into a tube and eat it that way, but he prefers crepes.

27: What's a food they find particularly comforting?

Fran’s grandmother made the most amazing tartiflette you could ever imagine. She’d make it any time Fran was having a rough day, because it was his favourite of her dishes. Because of that habit of hers, he came to associate the dish with comfort and love so that is his favourite comfort food.

28: Do they put marshmallows in their hot chocolate?

No. Fran finds marshmallows to be almost painfully sweet, so he wouldn’t add them to his hot chocolate. He’d rather flavoured hot chocolate, something with peppermint in it or hazelnut, rather than adding extras on top of traditional hot chocolate.

29: If they were a food, what food would they be?

Despite not being a huge fan of sour tastes, I do think Fran would be a sour candy, something like Toxic Waste candies. They’re super sour to the point where your face puckers, enough to make some people spit them right back out. However, keep going and you’ll find some sweetness hidden under all that sour and that sounds just about right for Fran in my opinion.

30: What kind of foods do they hate?

It’s been touched upon here and there throughout these headcanons, and will continue to be, but I’ve mentioned what types of certain things he doesn’t enjoy. As hinted, Fran also does not like super sour things, super sweet things, or super spicy things. Pretty much, the stronger and more intense and overpowering a flavour is, the less likely he is to really enjoy it.

31: Soup or salad?

I do see Fran preferring soup, just because there are a wide variety of soup in his opinion and it’s easier to eat on the go. You can simply drink soups out of a travel mug, for certain types at least. But salads to Fran are always the same – just a bed of greens with some different toppings for the most part and while he enjoys them when he does have them, he’d eat soup more than he’d eat salad.

32: Cupcakes or muffins?

While Fran ordinarily buys neither for himself, if given the choice he would take a muffin over a cupcake any day. He really likes carrot muffins and any muffin type that features berries in them.

33: Do they spend all year waiting for pumpkin spice lattes to come back?

No. Complete no. Fran might be basic in some other ways, but he really doesn’t get the pumpkin spice trend as a whole. He can eat a good pumpkin pie, if it’s offered, but even that isn’t something he actively seeks out. He likes pumpkin soup, but only if it’s offered or on the menu somewhere. He just thinks the trend is weird, not his thing, and would definitely make fun of those who get so excited for pumpkin spice lattes to return.

34: Do they eat food even after it's been dropped on the floor?

Yes. Not even going to lie, Fran definitely would eat food that’s been dropped on the floor, as long as it hadn’t been sitting there for hours or anything. Why not? A couple seconds on the ground is no big deal to him.

35: How do they feel about food touching other food on the plate?

It really doesn’t bother Fran too much. He might sometimes pretend it does, simply to be annoying and get reactions out of other people but it’s really just fake outrage or faking being bothered. He figures his food all ends up in his stomach all touching and being digested, what’s the big deal about it touching on a plate?

36: What would they do if someone took a bite out of their food?

Now this one? This one pisses Fran off. He might not show it at the time…in fact, he probably wouldn’t show just how upset he was at all. What he would do is be petty as anything, making sure to really torture the offender in any way he could for the following days until the person was just absolutely going insane.

38: Do they prefer their noodles al dente, or do they like them softer?

Fran prefers them slightly softer than perfect al dente, but not soft enough to have turned slimy and mushy. Somewhere in the middle is the perfect sweet zone for his palette that he has perfected by the time he’s an adult. He refuses to make pasta any other way, even if the people he’s with prefer it al dente or super soft.

39: How do they feel about bacon's explosive popularity?

Fran honestly doesn’t care. He personally thinks bacon is overrated but he still eats it and enjoys it so he can’t blame other people if it’s their favourite food.

40: What's their favorite kind of candy?

Again, Fran doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth. When he does want candy though, he really likes those fruit snacks made for kids in a variety of fun shapes and colours. He’ll have to buy some if there’s a character or something on the front of the package that he really likes.

41: Do they eat everything they make, or do they tend to save leftovers?

When he’s making food just for himself, Fran tends to only make portions big enough for him. He doesn’t like the thought of wasting food. While it might take him a while to eat everything, since he tends to pick at things here and there, he does eat everything he made and there’s never any leftovers unless it’s someone else who made the food for him, and they portioned things too largely.

42: Do they chew gum at all?

I feel like Fran used to chew gum semi-regularly until he really started living with the Kokuyo Gang for an extended period of time. He likes gum but he stopped chewing it, just because Ken chewed gum so often, so much, and so loudly that it really got under Fran’s skin. Now any fruity gum is something he strongly associates with Ken, the sound, the smell, the packaging and he’s not someone like that dog, so he won’t do the same things.

43: Have they ever eaten something that wasn't edible?

Most definitely. Fran was a curious and weird child, and he wasn’t afraid to try eating things, just to see what they tasted like. Coins, dirt, bugs, his grandmother’s earring once, and paper, he’d try them all.

44: How much cheese-in-a-can would they put on a cracker?

None. Cheese in a can is meant to be squirted straight into your mouth, right? At least, that’s the way it’s meant to be consumed by Fran…well, that or just spraying it at people passing by or spraying it into Ken’s shoes…either or works perfectly.

45: When it comes to Oreos, do they prefer the cookie or the cream?

When Fran eats Oreos, on the rare occasion he does, it’s in this order – separate the cookie and the cream, roll the cream into a smooth little ball, pop the cream into his mouth where he sucks it until it dissolves while he throws the gross (to him) cookie parts into the garbage.

[twooowars]

nerdy bullshit analysis of what i think some of the edible crops from the cookie clicker garden probably taste like under the cut

there is no fun wording in the description to suggest that there is anything interesting flavour-wise about either baker's wheat or thumbcorn. gildmillet likely just tastes like normal millet seed (therefore delicious.......). ordinary clover is just a clover, golden clovers likely taste the same.

cronerice's description says it is related to the weeping willow, which is edible but apparently disgusting. it's usually used moreso as a medicine than for food, and apparently it's largely used to soothe achey joints. orteil is really funny.

elderwort is said to have a strange heady scent and for some reason that instantly makes me think of lily of the valley. i don't think lilies are edible (hence no shimmerlily on this list), so i'd probably say it is similar to how roses taste. i know it's probably inspired by creeping bog wort since it looks so much like it, but bog wort aoparently doesn't have a super distinct flavour besides being vaguely floral.

bakeberry is the one that perplexes me most, i think. as far as a crunchy outer shell i want to say it's something hazelnutty, or maybe something carob adjacent, especially given the description of bakeberry biscuits as being really good with hot chocolate. it might be a chocolate outer shell, but this does not seem Joyous. that said the creamy red inside could really be comparable to anything. red velvet ganache? red bean paste? god forbid, might they be cherry blossoms? (do they have cherry blossoms outside "canada"?)

chocoroot is apparently a normal bramble covered in something like chocolate syrup. i'd assume, then, that this chocolate is maybe a little sap-like. probably more like molasses in texture than traditional chocolate syrup and perhaps has a slightly earthy taste to it. from the appearance and the fact it grows out of the ground it might have more of a dark chocolate flavour. there are no specific flavour descriptors given for the root itself, or indication on whether or not it is edible.

white chocoroot is just a chocoroot with paler, sweeter syrup. this is Relaly interesting to me since real-life chocolate and white chocolate are not related and white chocolate is not actually chocolate at all. this implies, to me at least, that white chocoroot does not actualy quite taste like normal white chocolate but more like milk chocolate, since it is related to chocoroot.

whiskerblooms secrete a white milky substance that may or may not be edible. i might compare this to the sap that comes from a dandelion, considering dandelions also have a cat-themed name, and since the whiskerbloom seems to be a similar plant with long angular leaves that congregate at the bottom and one large flower that grows from a single stem.

drowsyfern is likely some kind of mint or mint-adjacent plant, given its appearance and use as a relaxing herbal tea. not a lot to say on this one.

keenmoss it probably less used for flavour and more used for aroma and scent. i have some oak moss scented candles that i love and i can only imagine keenmoss is like a slightly sweeter, fresher version of that. i didn't need to do a sidenote for this but i Love the smell of moss.

the queenbeet is a sweet ass beet that apparently produces white sugar. knowing that orteil is a funny silly guy i'm going to assume this means literal, processed, granulated white sugar. which i like. she tastes like sugar, next question. juicy variant is the same but Juicy.

duketater is just a sweet tuber, but interestingly it is also described in-game as having a "yellow" aftertaste. what the fuck that means, i do not know.

the only in-game description of the shriekbulb calls it a "nasty vegetable", and visually it looks exactly like a radish. i like radishes, but i get that they are polarizing. likely, this is just a radish that screams. (hell yeah).

i'm now also faced with the equally nerdy but interesting question of which garden plants are technically edible, which are typically eaten, and which are strictly inedible. i'd say most of the molds, rots and fungi are likely inedible, besides ichorpuff and cheapcap, which are typically eaten, fool's bolete which is technically edible but not tasty, and crumbspore, doughshroom and wrinklegill which might be edible. (crumbspore is a mold, but may still be edible. doughshroom is a fungus and it smells appetizing, but that doesn't make it good to eat. similarly, wrinklegill makes you hungry when you smell it, but no word on whether you should eat it. the fact that it makes you hungry is just a thematic thing in this context, but in the context of reality it would likely mean that the fungus was parasitic and spread through being eaten. this does fit the theme of wrinklers pretty well so i'm willing to accept it as canon, and it may be worth mentioning that this is kind of supported by white mildew being a rapidly spreading, ostensibly inedible substance that is intentionally appetizing (creamy and sweet-smelling).)

[jlilycorbie]

One of the ways that I both mark the passing of the year and also always have something to look forward to is seasonal food.

Sure, most things are now available all year, and some things have all but lost their seasonality (eggs and honey. Fresh milk). Some things are still better when they’re in season, and they’re less expensive, like apples. I look forward to in-season honeycrisp apples and grapes.

Right now it’s time for cranberries and Mandarin oranges and Brussels sprouts and Cara Cara oranges and pomegranates.

Soon it’ll be time for asparagus and leeks and radishes and peas and strawberries, then blackberries and raspberries and Rainer cherries and summer squash and eventually it’s time for apples and pumpkin and winter squash and...

There are foods I’ll only make in certain seasons or for certain holidays (although that’s sometimes so I’ll not eat them ALL THE TIME). Brie soup for Imbolc. Radish and cucumber egg salad in spring. Fresh strawberry cookies. Summer strawberry and lemon pie. Dulce de leche pumpkin pie in autumn. Mulled cider and minty baked rice with feta and pomegranate relish in winter.

There’s always either something to be excited about or something to look forward to, and sometimes that’s all I’ve got to keep me going.

[sunspray-peak]

Ch. 24: What-Ifs & What’s Nexts

SATURDAY - SUMMER 20 

Between the bath bombs, Gus’ meals, George’s humidifier, and yes—Abigail’s gossip—he’d made a quicker recovery than both he and Harvey had anticipated. Still on the weaker end of things physically, of course—no way he was going to able to do any intense hikes without getting massively winded—but feeling good enough to at least get back into briskly walking, if not jogging, around the town. 

Figuring early Saturday morning was as good a time as any, he dragged himself out of bed to head down to the beach for the sunrise, today’s paper in his hand. Salty sea air was good for the lungs, right? 

Padding softly across the still-cold grains of sand (which probably were not good for the lungs), he made to take his usual seat close to the ice cream stands when a familiar green letterman down by the shore caught his eye. 

Alex must’ve gotten to the beach even earlier. Perhaps a very early morning walk with Dusty, who was sniffing around the waves. 

“Alex!” Achilles called, walking over. As he approached, he could hear a trace of tinkling music below Dusty’s greeting howls. 

The boy looked up and returned the wave, though, Achilles noticed, with less enthusiasm than the former swimmer typically gave. “Hey, Achilles.” 

Achilles took a squat next to Alex and gave Dusty a pat on the head. The tinkling tune was coming from a small silver music box by Alex’s feet where two tiny swans, necks bent to form a heart shape, rotated smoothly on a turntable in the center of an engraved platform. 

“Hey, you feeling better? I’m guessing you’re not here for a swim lesson.”

“You guessed correctly. No longer indisposed, I am, thank you for the humidifier and cookies. But yeah, no swimming, unfortunately. Harvey wants me to take it easy for a bit. Just thought I’d get some sea air before the beach gets too crowded.” 

“Seems like the beach has really grown on ya.” 

Achilles shook his head at the ground, though he’d broken into an easy smile. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, I’m ditching this for Sunspray in a few days…” 

Alex nodded wordlessly, and returned to tracing patterns in the sand, while Achilles turned to the day’s crossword. 11 letter word for an “element of 1990s fashion.” Where was Emily when you needed her… 

“My mom died 12 years ago today.” 

Achilles dropped his pen with a tiny sound of alarm he tried to turn into a cough, but Alex paid him no mind. Or perhaps he simply hadn’t heard the squeal. 

“After this year, I’ll have lived longer without her than with her, you know… it’s kind of a weird feeling. I don’t remember too much from before Stardew, but I still remember her pretty well… she’d make salted radish sandwiches for lunch and toss the grid ball with me in the backyard.” 

“Salted radish sandwiches?” 

“Yeah,” Alex said with a laugh. “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.” He leaned back, his hands digging into the sand just as the sun began to bleed into the sky. 

“When she got sick… or, I guess, when we sort of knew the end was coming, we came back out here to be with Grandma and Grandpa. She loved being by the beach, so we’d roll out here to watch the sunrise every morning. Sunset every evening. I’d swim in the sea, and she’d laugh, throw the ball back and forth with me and Dusty. All the way up until things got really bad. It’s dumb, but I like to think she held on until after my birthday on purpose… 

“She took good care of me… and I, of course, was too young to really say ‘thanks.’” He sighed, scratching under nose in what may have been a subtle attempt to dissuade any tears. The tenor of his voice, however, had remained steady. “And now she’s gone forever.” 

Alex slid the music box towards Achilles and gave the little tab at the back a twist. The swans once again began to twirl to the delicate chimes. 

“This is the only keepsake I have left of her, you know. And my watch. It’s not much, but, it’s something.” His fingers traced the burnished gold trim. 

As the song neared its end, Achilles fiddled with his pen, preemptively anxious to fill the approaching silence but unsure of what to say. He had never been good at these sorts of things. He had been fortunate. Loss like this had never touched him. 

“She… sounds like a great woman.” 

Dear Yoba, that was stupid. 

Achilles attempted to turn his instinctual face palm into a more deliberate motion, rubbing his nose with the pads of his fingers. “All you can do is… your best. To honor her memory.” 

Man, that wasn’t much better, you sad bastard. 

But Alex laughed in appreciation, though it was light and followed by a heavy sigh that he seemed to draw from deep within the sand. “You know, I always told her I’d go pro. I was convinced I was going to play for the Tunnelers. And before you laugh, let me remind you, I was 10. I mean, ok, you can laugh. My mom laughed. But she’d, like, never put me down or anything. And I must’ve been an annoying little turd, I never shut up about it… but she was always supportive.” 

Alex paused to swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he craned his neck to look out across the water at the rising sun.

“I don’t know if I ever told you this—I probably did—but I used to be a swimmer.” 

Achilles only nodded. 

“It wasn’t grid ball, but I did actually nearly go pro. But it ended up… falling through, kind of… grandma got sick and stuff… I just wish…” 

Achilles remembered. Evelyn had gotten ill, then George. Alex had had to quit. Return home. 

“I’m sure your mom would still be very proud of you,” he offered. Nice. Safe. Good one. 

But Alex turned to look at him, green eyes rolling, skepticism weighing heavily in a delicately cocked eyebrow as he let his head fall dramatically to the side. “You of all people—you come to me on the anniversary of my mother’s death and you just lie to my face like that?” 

“What?” He’d been mentally patting himself on the back, and now Achilles was scrambling up from the sand.  “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Alex laughed—a genuine laugh, but there was the barest hint of bitterness to it all the same. He shut the music box, still sitting on the shore. “I mean, would you be proud of me? You—I mean, you’re not even satisfied with being a Ferngill Time’s Bestselling author six years in a row. What does it take for you to be proud? To be, I don’t know, satisfied?” 

Achilles squirmed. “Well, people are… wired differently, I suppose. Some people are… naturally more ambitious, motivated by their pride—to the point of detriment, might I add—while others…” Are lazy?? Fuck, what are you saying? Stop talking! 

“Do you think less of me? Because I’m not like that?” 

“What? No.” Achilles’ nose was beginning to twitch… he turned away from Alex and retreated to the water’s edge, hands balled up into fists in his windbreaker’s pockets. The sun had nearly risen above the horizon now. The dawn of yet another unproductive day. “I… wish I was more like you.” 

From behind, Achilles heard Alex snort, but the swimmer joined him a few seconds later to stand by the water. 

“I wasn’t lying,” Achilles murmured. “I think your mom would be proud of you.” 

“What’s there to be proud of?” Alex aimed a small kick at a clump of sand. “Hey, now don’t get me wrong, I’m not… bitter about what happened. Or angry. My grandparents have done a lot for me, and I’ll always be grateful. It’s just… you know. Funny. How things turn out… I think my mom just wanted me to be happy.” 

“Are you happy?” It was a loaded question, a heavy one that slipped out. 

Alex shrugged. “I don’t think I’m unhappy. I like my job, I like my coworkers, I like my friends. I like living in the Valley. I mean, what is there to dislike or complain about in my life, you know? Just sometimes, you know… you can’t help but think about the what-ifs. What if my dad hadn’t been a piece of shit? What if my mom hadn’t died? What if my grandma hadn’t gotten sick? What if my grandpa hadn’t been in a wheelchair? 

“All my—what was the fancy word you used?—ambitions? Goals? They’ve always gotten blown up by something or another, and I guess I’ve just learned it’s better to just let life happen to you.” 

It was the complete opposite ideology that Achilles had been raised and lived his life by—better to let life happen to you? What-ifs, instead of what’s nexts? How—what—why— 

Once again, Alex, who had been watching a whole medley of vaguely nauseated emotions flit across Achilles’ face as it struggled with digesting this unfamiliar philosophy, laughed. “Listen, I know I probably sound like a lazy son of a gun—especially to you—but I don’t know. I’m… fine, I think. With my life. Being a fitness instructor. A lifeguard. Living with my grandparents. You know. Nothing fancy, but that’s fine. And I think my mom would be happy that I’m happy.” He paused. “I just don’t think she’d be proud.” 

He stooped to clip Dusty’s leash back onto his collar. The sun had long risen. It was time for Alex to head to Orange Grove. 

[gwydionmisha]

Personal: Well Fuck!  Disability Edition

Wednesday, I was so exhausted in was lungs and straight tro bed after, once I got the Millennial home.  Thursday, I realized iI had four errands, one of them being take an ILL back I'd been futzing around with after finishing that was now due.  I do NOT want to piss of ILL department.  It had been beautiful and sunny, but had gone a little dim while I was finishing up with it.  Somehow between me standing up to start gathering gear and suiting up to go then leaving, it went from cats watching birds in open windows with mild evening overcast to pissing down so hard I got soaked in the short hobble from overhang to car.  Very PNW, really, but it is usually not quite this abrupt at this time of year.  I hadn't grabbed a coat because it had been warm literally minutes ago.

The book got back.  I got my meds from poverty pharmacy.  I burned the rest of both OTCs before they flipped over, which required two stores, since the OTC chain pharmacy does not sell tomatoes or the kind of cheese i wanted in my dinner.  It was fine. I did the stuff I didn't do and got the TUMBLR programming up to date.  I went to bed at a decent time.  

3-4 hours later forage delivery woke me, and it was the sub, so instead of doing the easiest thing for everyone, which is drop them off on the patio (No contact.  No doors for them instead of two, plus no waiting around, samish distance.  I can pull the boxes in and sort them sitting down, but they'd have to know to check delivery instructions.  The people who normally do the route know where to park, etc.), so I can have time to dress and get my legs working properly, they were locked out of the front door and needing letting in, likely straining to hold the boxes, while I dressed and tried to make it out to let them in.  My legs weren't working, and I kept having to flop on the bed and grab furniture and door jams.  The pain was excruciating.  I was shaking from effort and pain by the time I hobbled out on my crutch to get them.

so know I'm standing in yet more pain, and bending over which is a thing difficult and painful and apt to fuck with my breathing in the kitchen instead of sitting down to pull out perishables.  They might as well have just handed me my breakfast cookie and the meat tube, nuts, and bag of cheese for Squirrel and saved the hauling.  

Everything in my box except the breakfast cookie and apples needs a minimum of an hour prep plus a lot of extra ingredients to turn into food, not counting peanut butter which I can't eat.  The protein is tofu which is about an hour of prep for marinade one day and 1-2 hours on the second day plus a ton of extra ingredients and the foreknowledge to know which if any two days in a row I can handle that much standing.  I used to be a whiz at tofu.  These days I just give it away and buy pre-seasoned because I physically can't manage it anymore.  Nothing except the cookie, apples, and the dried government figs (I can't digest figs either.  I love them, but can't eat them) could be eaten alone.

Squirrel's box wasn't much better, but at least he got three edible things that could be made quickly, though with extra ingredients.

They know these boxes are going to elderly and disabled people.  This set was only slightly above the level of the time when they sent us 45 radishes for Thanksgiving because surely that's what we needed instead of... almost anything else.

I know, I know, they haven't much money and everybody got their EBT cut dramatically while food prices are sky rocketing.  I just keep thinking about how in the second year of the pandemic they kept sending these exhausting, illogical boxes while giving the able bodied people healthy frozen homemade soup they made in the kitchen there that you could just thaw out and eat....  None for the elderly and disabled of course.  

They are changing the policy so it's forage or forage delivery, not you can come in and look if you are well enough to go, but you have usually something from the box if you can't.  There has been hardly anything at in person forage since the pandemic started, but you can usually get milk and about half the time there is bread.  Once in a while one lucks out, like we did Wednesday and I got six cans of coconut water and some lettuce.  forage box often has useful things like impossible meat or Indian ready meals and random useful things.  It's more reliable, but it too is a roulette wheel.  I need to stay on delivery even if I were up to once a week as that's where Squirrel gets his meat and nuts and things, and the boxes are still a better gamble than the in person.  Sigh.

so I made phone calls I needed to make before trying to go back to bed.  I fell through the cracks on a medical thing and will have to start from scratch with the new Doctor in April.  I tried to get through to the rheum's billing department to find out why they are billing me instead of medicare.  No live humans, so I left a message.  No answer, so I have to start again Monday and hope it can get solved fast because they want this money first week of April.

I was so angry about all of it that I couldn't get back to sleep for four hours.

Then a guy with children screaming in the background woke me up to try to get me to move out of my apartment.  I gave him the do not call list schpeel.  This shit is starting all over again.  Fuck!  At the height of it pre-pandemic, I'd get multiple mailers and calls trying to get me to move a week.  I am very much hoping to leave here feet first.  I wish there was some way to convey that which would end the harassment.  They upped my block numbers to 25 from 20.  Finally, but I need most of that for the police and fire scammers, plus the time shares and identity theft regulars.  Oh and that asshole from the fake cancer charity who likes to call on weekends or as early as 7AM.  The fake police charity down in Seattle got two more auto-dialers this year.  I do not have enough block slots for every realtor in town.

The call seven thirtyish in the evening from a friend was totally reasonable, but I was in crap shape and ended up going back to sleep after.  I ended yup watching an espionage show until the are you all right message from Netflix came up.  I did manage to eat and lung and take care of cats before the body spasms started and that ate most of the rest of the night.  Fun!  It's 7:41AM on Saturday and I achieved next to nothing.