#space-saving kitchen storage

[panchhistore]

Master Your Kitchen: Essential Tools for Organization, Storage & Serving from Panchhi Store

A well-organized kitchen is the heart of every home. From meal preparation to serving guests, having the right kitchen essentials makes all the difference. At Panchhi Store, we bring you a premium range of high-quality kitchen products designed for efficiency, convenience, and style. Whether you're looking for Storage & Containers, Metal Racks, Serveware, Kitchen Tools, Plastic Racks, Lunch Boxes, or Kitchen Appliances, we have everything to make your cooking space functional and elegant.

1. Storage & Containers – Keep Your Kitchen Clutter-Free

Maintaining freshness and organization in your kitchen is essential. Our Containers come in various sizes and materials, including glass, plastic, and stainless steel, to suit your needs.

Key Features:

✅ Airtight Storage – Keeps food fresh for longer. ✅ Space Optimization – Stackable designs maximize cabinet space. ✅ Easy Accessibility – Transparent options help identify items instantly. ✅ Versatility – Ideal for storing grains, pulses, spices, and snacks. ✅ Microwave & Freezer Safe – Hassle-free reheating and storage.

2. Metal Racks – Optimize Your Kitchen Space

If you want to maximize storage while keeping your kitchen tidy, Metal Racks are a must-have. These racks help organize kitchen essentials, offering durability and efficient space utilization.

Why Choose Our Metal Racks?

✔ Sturdy & Long-Lasting – High-quality steel construction. ✔ Multipurpose Storage – Ideal for spices, utensils, and cookware. ✔ Space-Saving Design – Frees up counter space and cabinets. ✔ Rust-Resistant Coating – Ensures durability in humid environments. ✔ Adjustable & Foldable Options – Customizable to fit your storage needs.

3. Serveware – Elevate Your Dining Experience

Make every meal a luxurious experience with our elegant Serveware collection. Whether you're hosting a dinner party or serving everyday meals, our stylish options will enhance your table setting.

Our Serveware Collection Includes:

🍽 Elegant Bowls & Plates – Available in ceramic, glass, and stainless steel. 🛎 Serving Trays & Platters – Perfect for snacks, appetizers, and desserts. 🍴 Premium Cutlery Sets – Add sophistication to your dining experience. 🔥 Insulated Casseroles – Keep food warm and fresh for hours. ☕ Tea & Coffee Sets – Perfect for entertaining guests.

4. Kitchen Tools – Hassle-Free Cooking Essentials

Cooking becomes effortless with the right Kitchen Tools. Our extensive collection helps in chopping, peeling, grating, and measuring with precision.

Must-Have Kitchen Tools:

🔪 Chopping Boards & Knives – For precise and safe food preparation. 🥔 Peelers, Graters & Mashers – Make cooking quick and easy. ⚖ Measuring Cups & Spoons – Ensure accurate ingredient measurement. 🥄 Silicone Spatulas & Tongs – Heat-resistant and perfect for non-stick cookware. 🍜 Whisks, Ladles & Skimmers – Essential for daily cooking tasks.

5. Plastic Racks – Affordable & Lightweight Storage Solutions

For budget-friendly and lightweight organization, Plastic Racks are a perfect choice. These racks help declutter and arrange kitchen essentials effortlessly.

Why Choose Plastic Racks?

✔ Water-Resistant & Easy to Clean – Ideal for kitchens and pantries. ✔ Stackable & Modular – Customizable for various storage needs. ✔ Multi-Purpose Use – Store vegetables, fruits, and kitchen essentials. ✔ Lightweight & Portable – Easy to move and reorganize. ✔ Eco-Friendly Options – Made from recycled plastic for sustainability.

6. Lunch Boxes – Fresh & Healthy Meals On-the-Go

Enjoy homemade meals anywhere with our premium Lunch Boxes collection. Designed for convenience, durability, and freshness, these lunch boxes are ideal for school, work, and travel.

Key Features:

🥡 Insulated Designs – Keeps food warm for hours. 🔒 Leak-Proof & BPA-Free Materials – Safe for daily use. 📏 Various Sizes & Compartments – Perfect for different meal portions. 🎛 Microwave & Dishwasher Safe – Easy reheating and cleaning. 💼 Compact & Stylish Designs – Ideal for both kids and adults.

7. Kitchen Appliances – Smart Solutions for Easy Cooking

Upgrade your kitchen with modern Kitchen Appliances that simplify meal preparation. Our range includes energy-efficient and user-friendly appliances for everyday cooking.

Must-Have Appliances:

☕ Electric Kettles & Blenders – Quick and efficient beverage preparation. 🍞 Toasters & Sandwich Makers – Ideal for fast breakfasts. 🍰 Food Processors & Mixers – Perfect for baking and meal prep. 🔥 Induction Cooktops & Air Fryers – Energy-efficient cooking solutions. 🍚 Rice Cookers & Pressure Cookers – Effortless meal preparation.

Tips for an Organized and Functional Kitchen

✅ Declutter Regularly – Dispose of unused or expired items. ✅ Use Storage Solutions Wisely – Optimize space with stackable containers and racks. ✅ Categorize Items – Keep frequently used items within easy reach. ✅ Label Everything – Helps in quick identification. ✅ Invest in Quality Tools – Durable and ergonomic kitchen tools enhance efficiency.

Why Choose Panchhi Store?

⭐ Premium Quality – Durable and stylish kitchen essentials. 💰 Affordable Prices – Best value for money. 📦 Convenience – Easy online shopping with doorstep delivery. 📚 Wide Range of Options – From basic tools to advanced appliances. 😊 Customer Satisfaction Guarantee – Quality and customer happiness are our priorities.

Shop Now & Upgrade Your Kitchen!

At Panchhi Store, we make cooking and organizing effortless with our thoughtfully curated kitchen essentials. Explore our exclusive collection and transform your kitchen into an efficient, stylish, and clutter-free space!

🛒 Visit Panchhi Store Now and shop the best kitchen products today!

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Poll time

[thehonestcart]

Top 10 Best Magnetic Spice Jars for Modern Kitchen Organization

[apollo-zero-one]

I could get a hotplate, an electric kettle, and a camping sink- the kind with a foot pump and a refillable reservoir- and a washbasin with a scrub rack, and a 5 gallon water jug. And I could make my bedroom into a tiny apartment. I am retreating from my family and if I can't move out, I will simply move inward. I will pay whatever rent they decide on given my continued use of space, water, electricity, and the wifi. I will however make it clear that I am no longer contributing to groceries and will be taking nothing else from the kitchen ever again, nor will I be making any use of any of the dishware. I will reclaim my mini fridge and the handful of cutlery and bowls I purchased when I briefly lived in a dorm, and they will not leave my new mini apartment.

[tsaseo]

From Drab to Fab: Why Jeewa Plastic Chairs Are Your Office’s New Best Friend.

Ever struggled to find a chair that’s comfortable, durable, and fits your budget? When selecting office furniture, durability and comfort are paramount. In Sri Lanka, plastic office chairs have become a popular choice due to their resilience, affordability, and modern designs. Jeewa Plastic Products offers a range of high-quality plastic chairs that cater to various office needs. We get it, office furniture isn’t the most thrilling topic—until you sit on the wrong chair for 8 hours!

5 Reasons Plastic Office Chairs Are the MVP of Modern Workspaces:

Durability: High-quality plastic chairs are resistant to wear and tear, making them suitable for daily use.

Lightweight and Portable: Easy to move and rearrange, facilitating flexible office layouts.

Cost-Effective: Generally more affordable than metal or wooden chairs, offering value without compromising quality.

Low Maintenance: Easy to clean and resistant to stains, ensuring a professional appearance with minimal upkeep.

Top Picks from Jeewa Plastic Products:

Did you know Jeewa Plastic Products has been innovating since 2010, blending durability and style effortlessly? Here are some durable and stylish plastic office chairs from Jeewa Plastic Products that combine functionality with style:

Modern Arm ChairA sleek and stylish seating solution, ideal for adding a contemporary touch to offices. Crafted from high-quality, durable plastic, this armchair combines comfort with modern design, featuring smooth lines and an ergonomic shape that supports relaxation.

Plastic ChairA versatile and durable plastic chair suitable for various office settings. Its sturdy construction ensures long-lasting use, while the lightweight design allows for easy movement and rearrangement.

Plastic Chair with ArmrestsDesigned for enhanced comfort, this chair features armrests and an ergonomic backrest, making it suitable for prolonged use in office environments.

Stackable Plastic ChairIdeal for offices with limited space, these stackable chairs are easy to store and deploy as needed, without compromising on durability or comfort.

Ergonomic Plastic ChairThis chair offers ergonomic support with its contoured design, promoting good posture and reducing strain during long working hours.

Why Choose Jeewa Plastic Products?

Established in 2010, Jeewa Plastic Products is committed to delivering superior products focusing on dependability, comfort, and support. Their extensive product range evolves with industry trends, ensuring that customers receive modern and reliable solutions for their office furniture needs.

Jeewa Plastic Product

Investing in durable plastic office chairs from Jeewa Plastic Products ensures a blend of quality, comfort, and style. These chairs are designed to meet the demands of modern office environments in Sri Lanka, providing a cost-effective and practical seating solution.

For more information and to explore their full range of products, visit Jeewa Plastic Products.

[sassylightcycle]

STRONGEST Suction Towel Rack! Hold TWO rods with EASE!

[deepak376]

STRONGEST Suction Towel Rack! Hold TWO rods with EASE!

[arolesbianism]

Whenever I watch someone play oni I always get so caught off guard when they cut and it's like 100 cycles later but then I remembered that most ppl actually use the fast forward buttons and I'm the weirdo who sits there at normal speed just watching large scale constructions slowly inch forwards while also pausing every other minute to plan out the next 3 projects I wanna work on next

[viapu-com]

Maximize your kitchen's functionality & flaunt your style! Discover the magic of an over-the-sink shelf and enjoy an organized, clutter-free space. #KitchenTransformation #OrganizationGoals

[louiseweird]

Pantry Kitchen

An illustration of a kitchen pantry in the beach style with light wood floors and blue cabinets

[rheya28]

Amberwood || Midcentury Modern Residential || The Sims 4 Build

➽ Rheya's Notes:

● Hi! It's been a while, Happy New Years to all my Tumblr friends and followers. I meant to post some holiday builds and content last month but I got super busy during the month of December. I also ran out of computer storage and could not re-add my mods folder due to the updates. Anyways I'm back! ● It's been a while since I built something, so i wanted to ease my way back into it by building something easy, small, and cozy!

➽ Important Notes:

● Please make sure to turn bb.moveobjects on! ● Please DO NOT reupload or claim as your own. ● Feel free to tag me if you are using it, I love seeing my build in other simmers save file ● Feel free to edit/tweak my builds, but please make sure to credit me as the original creator! ● Thank you to all CC Creators● Please let me know if there's any problem with the build

➽ Lot Details

Lot Name: The Amberwood Residence Lot type: Mid-Century Modern Residential Lot size: 30 x 20 Includes: Foyer | Kitchen/Dining | Sunken Living Room | Patio Space | 2 Bedroom | Walk in Closet | Ensuite | 1 Full bath | Office

➽ Mods:

TOOL MOD by TwistedMexi

●DOWNLOAD Tray File and CC list: Patreon Page ●Origin ID: anrheya[previous name: applez] ●Twitter: Rheya28__ ●Tiktok: Rheya28__ ●Youtube: Rheya28__

[thehonestcart]

Top 10 Best Vertical Can Racks for Efficient Storage | Organize Your Pantry!

[jasonpdoherty37]

From Vintage Fashion to Eco-Friendly Living: Discover the Untapped Treasures on Amazon!

Are you on the lookout for unique products that can enhance your lifestyle? Look no further! In this blog post, we reveal 10 incredible finds from Amazon that will captivate your interest and add value to your daily routine. From sustainable home products to trendy fashion and exciting hobbies, we’ve curated a list of hidden gems just for you. Let’s dive in and discover these amazing treasures…

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Hunger

Summary: The Sunny finds itself delayed in it's journey to the next island, causing Sanji's supply of blood to dwindle. He refuses to feed off of any of the crew, but you're determined to do something about that.

Tags: vampire!Sanji, gender neutral reader, established relationship, self-harm, blood, blood consumption, self-inflicted starvation

Word Count: 2.8k

The crew was supposed to have reached the next island a week ago. By Nami’s direction, the next island was a week away from the one we had been on. It had meant that we could be frugal with our purchases, that our stocks weren’t as hearty as they could be. But a storm in the first week halted our progress for repairs, and now the ship was stuck in the doldrums. It was becoming a miserable time.

The ship did have its usual emergency stocks, something that Sanji made sure to keep fresh and hidden for this exact emergency. Everyone would be just fine, save for one. The food would last for at least another two weeks without a problem, and by Franky’s design, all the water from the sea could be made drinkable. Blood, however, was an entirely different case. It could only store so well for so long. For a vampire, drinking expired blood would have as dire consequences as transfusing to a human expired blood. He had to keep to a strict schedule when it came to its consumption, and there wasn’t too much wiggle room for rationing. There was also limited storage—there were so many things that a happy existence required—and with Sanji’s self-sacrificing tendencies, he opted for less blood so that the kitchen and Chopper’s office would have more room for more “important things”. It was a decision that irked you constantly, but it was his life source, therefore his rules, and Sanji was a stubborn man, one that was no stranger to hunger.

His supply had run out three days ago, and it was making a miserable time into an agonizing one. He refused to be anywhere near you, for he feared that he wouldn't have the strength to stop himself from drinking your blood. It was his number one rule, in bold and italics, that he would not drink from any of the crew. It was his affliction that only he would deal with, and he would not put any of his nakama into such a compromising situation. And your own scent was strongest to him, the sweetest and most tantalizing. It was something he could usually enjoy on a full belly, but as the hunger started to claw, it became his most wild desire. And that scared him more than anything. A loss of control, an indulgence taken too far, a slip in his morals, could mean the end of your life.

Sometimes you thought he was taking it too far, being his dramatic self when it came to his love for you, but you took his concerns seriously nonetheless. Well, you typically did. But this current self-inflicted flagellation and punishment was driving you up a wall. You hadn’t shared a bed in four days, and hadn’t even shared the same space in two. If you walked into a room, a guilty look crossed his face as he dashed out. He was impossible to corner, too, both because of his speed and his ability to come up with some task he just needed to do now, and so he had to leave you right now, he was sorry but he loved you so deeply. 

And you knew you should be giving him space. That he had set boundaries and that you should quit pushing them. But as you had assured him previously, again and again, him feeding off of you wouldn’t be a problem. It was something you wanted, actually. He knew better than anyone how gratifying it was to help someone, to serve them. You wanted to be a source of relief for him, in every aspect. He could take all he wanted from you and more, and you’d happily give it. Sanji was always doing everything you asked and everything you didn’t, and you just wanted to do the same. If he wanted to lavish you in his worship, you also wanted to be able to sit at his altar and serve him the same way. So, you had been pushing it a little. 

It wasn’t often that Sanji was low on blood, but on the off chance that it happened, or that his urges were stronger than usual, he’d ask you to cover up. Not that he was trying to control you, he assured. Nor that he disliked the way you dressed, he actually would prefer that you wore less. He rambled on for a bit, when he told you this, complimenting and apologizing, but any exposed skin was just too tempting for him to sink his teeth into, and it was best to take precautions. And so you did, because you would do anything he asked of you. 

But. 

He needed encouragement. Sanji shouldn’t have to suffer like this, and so you continued to dress in a way that elongated your neck and exposed your wrists and thighs. You had started this early on, knowing exactly how this time in the doldrums was going to go. And it was causing equal parts satisfaction and pain for Sanji. You relished the way eyes ravished you, but that enjoyment paled in comparison to the suffering it caused him. You could see the pain clear on his face, the way he had to constantly restrain himself, and it made you hate yourself a little. It was in an effort to make him break, to take what he needed from you. But he was just so strong, it was one of those things you deeply admired about him, and his restraint was as tough as steel. 

And it was on the morning of his second day of no blood that you had really crossed the line. 

You were sitting at the little counter that looked into the kitchen, and watched him as he cooked breakfast. He wasn’t looking all too bad, but he did seem strained, and kept glancing at all of your purposely exposed skin. You’d blown him a kiss, causing him to laugh and swoon and send one right back. 

“You’re beautiful,” you said. 

Per usual, he was quick to make it about you again. “Oh, mon cœur, it’s nothing compared to yours.” 

You smiled, soft and sweet, and he continued his cooking. It was peaceful, the kitchen empty except for you two. The quiet was interrupted by the sizzling from the pans on the stove and the chopping of vegetables. You watched his pretty hands cutting away, admiring the speed and skill of his knife work. His sleeves were rolled to his elbows, showing off his forearms. A towel was draped over his shoulder, a cigarette dangled from his lips, and his bangs covered his face as he leaned over his work. It was one of your favorite sights, one you conjured up often, and it made your heart ache and fill with need. You hopped down, deftly swerved around the counter, and stopped right before him. He looked up, a question on his face and awaiting  your request. You brought your hands to his face and brushed back his bangs so you could see all of his face. You stared, your gaze getting lost in his features. You’d suggested before that he wear a headband, less for the practicality and more for your own pleasures, but he refused. It just wasn’t fair of him to hide such a pretty face.

You leaned in, pressing a kiss to each swirl in his brows, and stopped on his mouth, letting it linger on and on. Sanji kissed right back, pressing a hand to your hip and bringing you closer. You darted your tongue into his mouth and dragged it across his teeth, making sure to lick his fangs and feel their points as you went. He pulled back, his eyes half lidded, and you realized his other hand had been gripping yours, rubbing his thumb into your palm. He brought it to his face and pressed his nose to your inner wrist, taking a deep inhale. He let out a shaky breath, and inhaled again. Sanji then kissed it, feather light, again and again. He pressed his lips harder and harder as he went, until it became open mouthed kisses. Small sounds were escaping his mouth, and when his tongue came out and dragged along your skin, clearly without his permission, he whined. Your mouth had fallen open, and you watched all starry eyed as he made out with your wrist. For a moment you felt a sharp point dig into your skin, and all of a sudden Sanji was on the other side of the kitchen, his face horror stricken. 

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m so, so sorry. I don't know what… I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” 

“No, no,” you said, shushing him. “It’s okay. You did nothing wrong.” You started toward him, hands outstretched and desperate to hold him, comfort him. “I think you should, Sanji. You need to feed.” 

“Absolutely not.” He’d hardened his voice, the best he could when it came to you. 

You were in front of him again, hands rubbing his shoulders. “Sanji, I’m serious. You can’t be doing this to yourself.” You moved your hands to cradle his face, but he snapped his head away, clearly afraid to let himself anywhere near your wrists. Quickly, he grabbed your hips and turned you around, ushering you out. 

“I’m sorry, my love, and I do love you, so, so deeply. But I cannot trust myself around you, not until I’ve eaten,” he said.

“No, I know. I understand. But it’s okay, Sanji. I forgive you,” you replied, utterly crestfallen. 

As soon as you crossed the doorway, he said, “Breakfast will be ready soon. Make sure you come in with the rest, and not alone.” He kissed you once more on the mouth, unable to resist the urge but keeping it chaste, and then disappeared back into the kitchen. 

And that was that. Sanji had kept his promise, and was never alone with you, nor too near you at all. He was so clearly miserable because of his decisions. When you did see him, you saw the bags weighing heavy under his eyes, and the way the misery took the light out of his eyes. Your own chest constantly ached, and sleep wasn’t coming easy without his body in your arms. You’d be damned if you weren’t going to do something about it.

So now you stood in the kitchen, a wine glass under your dripping arm. You’d sliced a clean line in your wrist and were draining it so that Sanji could drink it. He’d be upset, but the blood was already out, and it’d be a waste not to drink it. Plus, putting it into a glass like this would limit his intake. He couldn’t overstep like he feared. You felt like this move to be a pretty perfect solution. Except it was taking forever. You squeezed the wound, trying to encourage the blood to come pouring out. It was a messy affair, and you felt guilt at each drop that missed and hit the counter. You knew that from wherever Sanji was, he could smell your blood, and was writhing from the need of it but refused to come for it. It was to your benefit that he wouldn’t come to stop you, but the longer it took, the worse you felt. You were prolonging his torture. You grabbed the knife you use—one of your own, as you’d never sully one of Sanji’s precious knives like that—and opened your wound farther. You hissed at the pain, but remembering that you were doing this for Sanji made it easier and all the more worth it. There wasn’t anything you wouldn’t do for him. 

When the wine glass was half full, you stopped and wrapped your arm, hoping that it was a reasonable and satisfying amount. You snatched up the blood and rushed to give it to Sanji, determined. You swung the kitchen door open and scanned the ship. Zoro caught your eye first, and you made your way over to him. 

“Where’s Sanji?” you asked once you reached him. 

He gestured to the men’s quarters with a nod of his head, and a grunt from his mouth. At the sight in your hand, though, he paused. “Is that… blood?”

“Yes. Thank you, Zoro.” You beelined to the room. 

The door smacked the opposite wall as you slammed it open. It was just Sanji in the room, and he jumped from his curled position from the far corner. The gauntness of his face horrified you. His eyes were huge, immediately knowing what was in the wine glass. He knew it was yours, too, even without looking at your wrapped arm, because it was overwhelmingly your scent. 

“Y/n,” he said, voice deep and pained. 

You held it out farther for him to grab. “Drink.”

Sanji’s voice rose in pitch, almost near to tears, “I can’t–”

“Drink.” There was no room for his nonsense. 

He couldn’t fight it any longer, and the glass was snatched from your hand, faster than you could blink. Sanji downed the glass, moaning both in ecstasy and disappointment once it was empty. His pupils were blown wide, taking over almost all of the blue of his eyes. He dropped to his knees and crawled to you, gripping your arm once he was there and pressed the wound to his cheek. He was shaking his head as he did it, but he moaned out your name again. His need for you and his need to keep to his moral code were warring with each other, and it was clearly killing him. 

You dropped down to your knees as well, heart aching at the sight of him, and tugged the wrapping off. You pressed the wound closer to his mouth and cupped his other cheek. “It’s okay, baby. Go ahead.”Sanji’s eyebrows furrowed and his nose wrinkled. His fangs bit down into his red stained bottom lip and he whimpered. He shook his head once. You brought it closer to his mouth, letting a little of the blood smear onto his lips. “I trust you, Sanji. Please, I can’t stand to see you like this. Please.”

His resolve crumbled and his mouth latched on. He whined and whimpered, and a few tears escaped his tight shut eyes. You brushed your fingers across his face and ran them through his hair, trying to soothe him. “There you go, my baby,” you cooed. “Isn’t that nice? You’re always such a good boy, and you deserve such a good gift.” 

He moaned into your arm, and it slowly turned back into a whine. You could feel the guilt and shame rolling off of him. You kissed all over what you could access of his face, continuing to tell him all the ways he was a good boy and why he deserved to have a treat. His own thoughts were vile. The taste of your blood was almost sending him into a frenzy, he couldn’t believe that someone could taste so good. But of course you did. You were the brightness on his darkest days. The kindness you bestowed upon him by just letting yourself be near him was pure sweetness, so of course you tasted this divine. He couldn’t believe you were letting  a disgusting, wretched man such as himself take this nectar from you. But, oh, he could not stop. He did not deserve such a gift, but he was a selfish and starved man, and he’d take whatever you would willingly give, no matter how little, and cherish it deeply.

It was when you started to feel a little light headed that you encouraged him to stop. He pulled away, clearly wanting to keep going, but he had always been a strong man, and with a full stomach, was able to keep control.

“See?” you said. “That went well. You did so good, and don’t you feel so much better?”

He nodded his head and pressed it further into your hand that was still holding his cheek. He looked so sad, like a kicked puppy. Even his bottom lip was jutting out just a little in a pout. You couldn’t resist, and kissed him, not caring for the blood that was smeared all across his lower face. He kissed back, unable to not give you anything you wanted, and was grateful that you still wanted to kiss him after such a disgusting display. But all it did was make your heart grow all the fonder for him. After, he ducked his head and tucked it into the crook of your neck, and wrapped his arms around you. 

“Thank you,” he whispered. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. You’re more than I could ever deserve, and I’m sorry–” 

“Ah,” you cut him off. “No apologies. There is nothing you should be apologizing for.” 

“But–”

“Nothing. I love you, and I was happy to do it. And I’m happy to do it again whenever you need.”

Sanji wasn’t all that convinced, but he nodded anyway, warmth filling him from your words. 

“Now,” you said, words soft again. “Will you hold me tonight?”

You felt his smile spread across your skin. “Of course, my love.” He kissed your neck. “Of course.” 

[anthonys237thfreckle]

Love in Oklahoma - Javier ‘Javi’ x F! reader

prompt: javi and his girl bought a small farm in Oklahoma, reworked it and adopted little nancy!

TW: mentions of injury, implications of smut

i saw @tempesttamers make a post about seeing anthony ramos with nancy and they needed a javi fic who has a miniature cow named nancy lol. it was such a cute idea, so thanks for that!

Whenever it wasn’t tornado season down in Oklahoma, the excitement was buzzing for the next one. Everyone round the bonfire of another cheap motel, all the storm chasers would gather and share stories of chasing a twister or two, the failures, close calls, successes… reminiscing the adrenaline high everyone felt in their own way.

But you and Javi had no place to stay apart from those motels. Your homes were far away from the southwest, and though storm season was over, Javi still needed to do a lot of research and analytics for storm patterns, their paths, conditions, humidity levels and even sometimes forecasts. Storm Par was busy all year.

Since he dragged you from your own job in the city down to Tornado Alley, you felt like you belonged down there, among the wheat fields, cheap food, thick humid air and wide skies; you and Javi would stargaze at times, and they seemed brighter down there for two reasons. One, there was no pollution for them to shy away behind and two, Javi was there - the man who seemed to make everything brighter.

So rather than stay basically homeless, Javi saved up some money and bought a little house with a farm. Barely half the size of a football field, it was selling for pretty cheap, so you Javi bought it for the two of you.

It wasn’t grand, but you two loved it very much. A small, simple, two story farmhouse with a porch, wide and welcoming, its wooden steps leading up to the red-brick house. Inside, it was definitely in need of some handiwork, but it was inviting nonetheless. After all, blank walls are nothing but a canvas to store potential. Dark stained wooden floorboards run throughout, giving it a rustic elegance. Though scuffed by generations of footsteps, they were very well polished. The kitchen, an open wide space, the heart of the home, had a traditional water pump basin and sink. You grinned when you saw it, turning to Javi who raised his eyebrows in shock and chuckled quietly, shaking his head in amusement. The sink sat beneath a window with a picturesque view of the backyard. White wooden cabinets adorned the walls, giving the kitchen its own light. Though the house was partially furnished, providing you with a large, rectangular dining table, some vintage pantry cabinets, and some sturdy chairs the previous owners left behind.

The second floor was led by some creaking wooden steps, and after climbing the short flight, you were met with a master bedroom with a large window overlooking the front yard, connected to a bathroom with checkered floor tiles, one of your new favourite things. They had a normal tap unlike the kitchen basin downstairs, and large mirror with some storage units and a shower. The other room, another bedroom, was smaller in comparison, but still had a window and a large bookshelf covering one whole wall. The other bathroom, almost as large as a room itself, was spacious, with two sinks, a rainshower, and bathtub.

Needless to say, you two fell in love with the house.

Once you two moved in, you both started to rework the place a little. Javi invited some close friends from Storm par and you invited Kate and the Tornado Wranglers to held paint the walls. Once that was done, everyone went out for dinner at a local diner, letting the stench of fresh paint air out. 2 weeks of relentless reworking went by, the crew made everything a lot faster; the house was homely, cozy, inviting. A bit of a contrast to the two city people you two were, but all the hard work made it all the more impressive. All your old stuff was shifted in, the crew helping you move all the heavy furniture, then left you two to do your own thing. Once everything was furnished, you both fell asleep on your shared bed upstairs, holding each other close.

After a day of rest, you both spent from sunrise to sunset out on the farm. Javi drove you to the farmer’s market, finding people who sold nearly mature crops with the purpose of repotting. You both bought 3 tomato plants - one in each colour: purple, red and yellow - 2 cucumbers, some Napa cabbage, romaine lettuce, arugula, some raspberry and blueberry shrubs. Once back the sun was high, you both slathered some sunscreen on and spent hours outside, repotting everything into the fertile southwestern soil.

The Tornado Wranglers came over for housewarming, bearing gifts; Kate bought you a pot of flowers, with her own recipe for a fertilizer which wasn’t damaging. Tyler brought a handmade sign saying ‘Not our first farmhouse!’ with the ‘Not’ crossed out in red paint. You accepted it with a laugh, and Javi just rolled his eyes playfully. Boone bought you both a vintage polaroid camera, and you had the idea of taking a photo of everyone who visited this house, and sticking it on the wall near the entrance, as a cute little housewarming idea. Lily brought some food, her famous enchiladas. Dani bought you two a weighted blanket and a toolbox, knowing how handy that can get. Dexter bought you two some encyclopedias and books you two would definitely enjoy. Everyone shared laughs and jokes and memories over dinner, and you both realized how this farmhouse really changed your lives.

You both started living a new life together, which contrasted everything before.

You always had a knack for baking and cooking, but only did so occasionally, because you could always buy bread from the supermarket, and you were busy. Now that you had joined Storm Par (once you cornered Javi and Scott into finding ethical investors) you both worked from home, giving you a lot of time for each other, and equally important, yourselves. Now, not a weekend went by when you went on a baking spree, pulling in Javi to help you out leading to flour fights, stolen chaste kisses where he’d lift you onto the counter, and everything in between. You baked sourdough, focaccia, dinner rolls, peanut butter cookies, muffins with fresh blueberries from the yard.

Javi rarely ate breakfast, mostly because he was too lazy or never had the will to eat anything shitty anyways, so every morning he’d be blessed with a platter of fresh herbed butter on sourdough toast, free range eggs from some chickens you both bought, and crispy organic bacon. Now, he claims breakfast is his second favourite meal, and when you ask what comes first, he just gives you a knowing look, which ends up with him getting flicked on the forehead.

All in all, your lives had changed for the better, but it was only about to get even better.

As you both drove back from the farmer’s market one evening, you saw a little curled up black and white creature on the side of the road

“Hey, baby, look..” you pointed over, and his eyes followed yours.

“Is that-” he slammed the breaks, rushing out of the car, you following behind.

It was a baby cow, or a miniature one, and its leg had a horrible gash on it.

“Its owners probably ditched her, pool gal…” He said softly, stroking the calf’s head when he found no ear tag on her.

You and Javi shared a look, and a silent communication went between you two. You needed to help her out.

You rushed over to your trunk, pouring out some milk and giving her some sustenance in the hopes of earning her trust. After carefully lifting her, making sure she didn’t thrash around, Javi put her in the backseat after you put a blanket down. You sat with her, the animals’ head resting in your lap. You drove a little way out of town for a vet, and after a quick checkup, you were given some ointment, and since the calf was abandoned, you both decided to keep it.

“Come on, Nancy” Javi said soothingly, carrying calf back into the car.

“Nancy?” you chuckled “We’re naming her already?”

“Yeah” Javi said with a chuckle “I like Nancy” he smiled, petting the calf’s head

“So do I” You said after a moment of thought. “Let’s get going”

Once everyone was back home, you brought out a wheelbarrow, and Javi put Nancy in there, the both of you gently bringing her to the barn. Once she was settled on a pile of hay, Javi gently tied her neck to a pole, making sure it wasn’t cutting anything off. You brought a bottle of milk with you, feeding her as her big black eyes got drowsier.

“Can I sleep here with her?” Javi asked you with concern.

“In the barn?” you laughed “Seriously?”

“I’m dead serious, (name)” Javi said, a look of determination you couldn’t fight.

“Alright, let me get the limoncello candle” you said in fake annoyance. Javi smiled, and called out.

“Love you, baby!”

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Once you came back with the lit limoncello candle to ward off any bugs, setting it in the corner, you brought some sleeping bags and a bottle of water and milk, for you two and Nancy.

“I’m sleeping here with you” You said, handing him a sleeping bag.

“You don’t have to..” Javi said softly, never taking his eyes off Nancy as he stoked her head, tracing the blotches of black on her cream fur.

“I want to” you reassured, settling into the sleeping bag. “G’night, Javi” you murmured after giving him a sweet peck on the lips.

“Love you” he said, watching you over his shoulder as you settled in for the night.

“Love you too” you yawned “You know, if you changed your mind-”

“No” He interrupted you stubbornly “I’m staying here with Nancy” He reinforced.

“Whatever you say, baby” you chuckled, closing your own droopy eyes. “Make sure to actually catch some sleep”

“Yeah, I will. I promise” He nodded. “Goodnight, (name), I love you”

“Love you too, Jalapeño” you chuckled “Goodnight”

Javi chuckled at the nickname you loved using, and watched as you fell asleep. He looked over at a now asleep Nancy and smiled. He was so happy he bought this little home with you. He looked over at you again, then crawled over, unzipping the sleeping bag.

“Javier….” you whined “I was falling asleep!”

“Hold on just a second, baby..” He unzipped the sleeping bag, detached the zippers on his own one, and attached the two bags together and crawled inside, zipping it back up.

“Now we can cuddle!” he grinned, and you shook your head with a chuckle, burying your head in his chest and wrapping your arms around his torso.

“Okay, now really goodnight.” you murmured with mock annoyance.

“Yeah, really” He chuckled, nodding. “Goodnight, love”.

And with that, you both fell asleep in the barn, in each other’s arms, alongside your new companion. Javi dreamt of your lives progressing in this little farmhouse, filling it up with kids, maybe a German Shepherd… ironically, the house did have a white picket fence too, which made everything all the more cliche. But he didn’t care how much of a sap he was around you - since you seemed to love it anyway. Your lives had gotten so much.. lovelier.

If anything, you both found more love here, in Oklahoma.