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[newbusinessideas]

How to Start a Yogurt Manufacturing Business

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In recent years, the Yogurt market has experienced significant growth, driven by changing consumer preferences towards healthier food choices.  Yogurt is a dairy product that is made by fermenting milk with Yogurt cultures. During fermentation, the lactose in the milk is broken down into lactic acid, which acts on the milk proteins to give Yogurtits texture and distinctive taste. Yogurt is…

[incorrectbatfam]

Which TV shows or sitcoms do the Batfam guest star in?

(I'm a 2010s girlie if you can't tell)

Selina has a one-episode subplot as a prisoner in Orange Is The New Black where she acts like she's going to try and make a daring escape just to mess with everyone else

Luke appears in the background of a large gathering or party in Black-ish but the characters are too busy with the storyline to notice until the end when they realize it's legendary MMA fighter Luke Fox, except he's just there for the food

Bette would be one of the extras in The Good Place whose entire role is to give people the wrong frozen yogurt toppings while acting like the absolute nicest person who got into the "Good Place" for saving an endangered goat species

Alfred is a customer just doing his shopping amidst the Superstore chaos. He just occasionally appears throughout the episode and when they're like "You're still here?" he unfurls a comically long shopping list

Barbara appears in New Girl as an HR worker at Schmidt's place of work, where she slows him down with pointless bureaucratic procedures when he's trying to get something done quickly

Bruce would appear as a prospective business client in The Office and offers to buy Dunder Mifflin until he gets a tour of the place as it's literally going up in flames

Harper would be sitting in the back of the classroom in Community interjecting with her side commentary until the characters realize she doesn't even go there

Damian would be a student in Abbott Elementary who starts doing the teacher's jobs, and when the school tries to call home, he poses as his own guardian with a costume and voice training

Cass is a part-time cashier who gets hired on the spot at Kim's Convenience but quits after one day not because of the characters or storyline, but because she was just bored

Dick appears in Brooklyn Nine-Nine as a New Jersey police officer working an interstate case, and him and Jake competing for the spotlight and recognition can be summed up by "oh my God, there's two of them"

Jason also appears in the same Brooklyn Nine-Nine episode as the main suspect, and the whole joke is that he keeps insisting he and Dick know each other (being irl brothers) while Dick is like "I've never seen this man in my life"

Carrie guest stars in Parks and Rec as a very passionate (and very annoying) lone teenage activist with a picket sign who won't leave the characters alone until they hear out her (very valid) concerns

Cullen appears in Psych as another "psychic" racing against Shawn to solve a case, but really he just knows how to get the evidence he needs from social media faster than surveying the actual crime scene

Helena plays a substitute teacher in Derry Girls who keeps insisting that the characters do a dumb assignment that actually makes sense in the end

Tim briefly makes a cameo in Cobra Kai at one of the karate tournaments, where he plays a competitor from a dojo that's not part of the main cast

Kate appears in Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt for a minute as the characters trying to get someplace urgently, and she has a car or something they want to borrow but she's just like "uh, no, I don't know you"

Duke plays a tutor in Modern Family where the episode centers on school, and the session consists of him just trying to do his job while everyone else keeps interrupting

Steph cameos in Scrubs as a know-it-all med student who keeps trying to point out that a character is making a (harmless) mistake, only to get shut down until it happens and she's just like "that's what I was trying to tell you"

[princessmaybank]

Imagine JJ getting reader a dildo shaped exactly like his dick and she sends him a video of her using it while on vacation and he's like "answer the fucking phone" and he's watching her on facetime while she falls apart from the dildo(he's obviously stroking himself while watching)

I'm happy I finally got to this one baby! It's such a fun ask I love your brain! Thank you baby, I hope you enjoy! 😘

Secrets On Vacation

Pairings: Boyf!JJ x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, Clone Dildo, Little White Lie, Masturbation, Real Porn Links, Phone Sex, etc.

Summary: JJ got you a gift and you get to use it on vacation!

Author's Note: Posted a little early but I hope you all enjoy!

"For when I'm not around baby." JJ gives me a smirk before winking as he hands me a long blue box with a little white ribbon holding it together. I gave him a smile and untied the bow before grabbing the lid of the box and removing it.

I'm not exactly sure what I was expecting but it wasn't an exact replica of my boyfriends cock made of silicone. A blush rose to my cheeks as I hid the present from anyone who could be around even though we were in my room, with no one else around.

*3 Months Later*

Sarah, Kie, Cleo, and I decided we needed a girls trip to clear our heads and relax a bit. We drove all the way to Florida to get away for a while. I texted with JJ pretty much the entire ride. He insisted on teasing me the whole time, getting me worked up knowing he's not here to help me fix it. When we finally made it to our hotel I was eager to check in and at least get unpacked. Unfortunately I didn't get any alone time due to the fact that we were all okay with sharing one room and two beds. We stayed in the room for a while until we eventually decided to go shopping. Before the day was over we walked the beach and got some frozen yogurt. As I was eating I got a new notification from JJ.

JJ: Gonna be a good girl and use that present from daddy tonight?

Y/N: I forgot to bring it daddy I'm sorry...

JJ: Check that secret zipper in your suitcase 😉

"We should grab some dinner at that Tiki themed bar!" Sarah pretty much yelled. The other two girls agreed. Before I could even think, I told them I wasn't feeling well and I was going back to the room. They tried to stay with me but I encouraged them to have a fun time without me. "Are you sure girl? We can take care of you.." Kie said caringly. I shook my head. "I just need to rest alone, peace n quiet ya know?" I made a face to try and convince them I wasn't feeling great, and it must've worked because they finally let me leave.

When I got back to the hotel room, I immediately rushed to my luggage and opened my secret zipper that I never use because what do I have to hide? Apparently an 8 and a 1/2 inch dildo perfectly ribbed like my boyfriends dick.

I didn't waste any more time. I slipped my shorts and panties off and hopped onto my side of one of the beds. I spit on my fingers and rubbed the saliva around and inside my entrance. Suddenly I thought about JJ, he has been teasing me all day, certainly I can send him a video of what he's missing. I smirk before pulling out my phone and hitting record as I thrust the dildo inside of me.

Y/N: Thinking about you 😘

Attachment 1 Sent

Attachment 2 Sent

I ended up sending him two videos and I received a response almost immediately after I sent them.

JJ: Call me.

I was too busy playing with myself I didn't notice his first message. My phone started ringing and before I could answer it, it stopped.

JJ: Answer the fucking phone princess.

I received another call shortly after that text was sent. I was hesitant but I did answer the FaceTime. "Playing hard to get baby?" He smirks, looking more irritated than turned on. "No sir. I was playing, I'm sorry." I apologized and he seemed to understand. "Are you still playing with yourself sweet girl?" He bit his lip and looked me up and down the best he could. I nod as I continue to slowly thrust the dildo into my drenched hole. "Mmm feels just like you-" I whimpered and closed my eyes.

"Yeah baby? let me see my pussy.." The way he said it was silky and gritty at the same time, I could've busted right there. I lowered my camera to show him my hand pushing the cock in and out. "Oh, you're so wet babygirl. Is that all from me?" He teased. "Who else Jay?" I giggled. I heard him grunt and that's when I knew he was touching himself too.

"Oh shit-" I sped up my pace and moans spilled from my lips. "Please show me Jay- gotta see you.." I say between moans and he complies. His cock was rock hard and glistening from pre-cum and spit. JJ's hand was fisting his cock at the same pace as my hand, making it feel like we were almost together. "Mmm shit baby, so fuckin' perfect. So beautiful, look at that beautiful, wet, cunt. And it's all f-fuckin' mine. Shit-oh.." He gasped, he was close, I knew it, but so was I.

"Fuck- please daddy- ne-need you.." I whined. "I kn-ow baby, so close, c'mon cum f'me pretty girl.." He hissed my name as he came in his hand. About two seconds later I squeaked his name out along with some profanities as I came all over his cock, well you know what I mean. We both giggled and stared at each other through the phone. "That was perfect, thank you babygirl, can't wait to give you the real thing when you get home in a few days. Rest up, I'll talk to you in the morning." We said our goodbyes and hung up.

I had to take a few minutes to catch my breath before cleaning up. I even had enough time to shower before the girls got home. They brought me some food and I ate while they told me everything I missed. Even after hearing everything I would have encountered with them, I would absolutely choose my night with JJ on the phone, every time.

[rottenpumpkin13]

ASG visit a grocery store plz

Shinra has a system where groceries are delivered to the First's apartments upon order, however this time Angeal was inspired to explore the city and suggested they all take trip to the local grocery store for their shopping.

• Sephiroth is in the produce aisle, roaming over the fresh vegetables and rediscovering ones he forgot about—what is a romanesco and why does it look like that? *buys some because it looks interesting* —and then it happens: the sound of a thunderstorm as the vegetables get misted. Sephiroth is like a little kid as he watches, mystified, as the vegetables get showered to the sound of rain. Whoever invented this is brilliant. Sephiroth stands there, waiting for another show for a good 10 minutes before he walks off, disappointed. It should be voice activated.

• Genesis finds the cereal aisle and makes a beeline for the one thing he came here to find: Stamp Puffs: Limited SOLDIER edition! - Now with a miniature figure of your favorite hero inside!

• He grabs the box with his face on it, tears it open excitedly and......HUH? Where's tiny Genesis?? Why is there a SEPHIROTH figurine instead?? This is HIS CEREAL BOX IT HAS HIS FACE ALAKSJAJSHSJ

• Angeal is busy shopping around for the necessities—milk, eggs, yogurt, olive oil, those chocolate-filled snack cakes Sephiroth says are "meant for children and unfit for a SOLDIER's diet" but he ends up eating half a box worth of anyway....

*Angeal spots Genesis opening a cereal box in the cereal aisle. To his left is a pile of opened boxes, to his right is a pile of Sephiroth action figures*

Angeal: Gen, what are you—

Genesis: BLASPHEMY *sets a tiny Sephiroth on fire*

Angeal: I don't know you *walks away quickly*

• Sephiroth finds an entire watermelon. He has never purchased his own fruits before, let alone a watermelon. Sephiroth sees other shoppers slapping their watermelons. He thinks this is standard procedure and slaps his watermelon. He breaks the watermelon in half. Watermelon juice flies everywhere. People are staring. Sephiroth takes off with his smashed watermelon.

• Angeal is still going through his shopping list: garlic, tomatoes, toothpaste, those fun cookies he gives Zack whenever he performs a task successfully that Lazard says is immoral but Angeal will continue to give him anyway.

*Angeal finds Sephiroth looking at a jar of two-in-one peanut butter and jelly*

Angeal: Hey, bud! Having fun?

Sephiroth: This item is a prime example of inefficiency. They deliver a skewed ratio, with a significant percentage more peanut butter than jam, as if they fear exceeding a certain jam threshold, despite jam arguably being the superior component of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Not only that, but by mixing the two, it distorts the distinct flavor profiles achieved when spreading peanut butter and jam separately. And then they have the audacity to charge 8 gil for it. I am disgusted.

Angeal: Why is there a smashed watermelon in your cart?

Sephiroth:

• After opening 33 boxes of Stamp Puffs with his face on it and finding nothing but Sephiroth action figures, Genesis gives up. He starts to walk away when he sees a small child pick out a box with Sephiroth's face, open it, pull out a Genesis action figure, and exclaim "Cool, I got Genesis! He's my favorite one!" — Genesis is now sobbing into a bag of bread. He still has to pay for the 33 boxes of cereal though.

• They all regroup back at the checkout line. Angeal is standing there, mystified as Sephiroth's cart is filled with items such as a gallon of honey, 6 entire boneless sliced hams, several trays of frozen convenience dinners, bubblegum-flavored children's toothpaste, and purple shampoo.

Angeal: Pray tell what the purple shampoo is for.

Sephiroth: An elderly woman in the shampoo aisle informed me that this is very good for gray hair.

Angeal: But your hair isn't—oh never mind. Genesis, what on earth are you going to do with 33 boxes of cereal and 33 Sephiroth action figures.

Genesis: File a complaint to the marketing department. Can you believe all of the Genesis cereal boxes came with Sephiroth action figures? Every single one of them.

Sephiroth: I apologize for coming inside of you.

Genesis:

[ohnococo]

Fight Night | CHAPTER 6 | MMA Fighter!Sukuna x Reader

It felt like a silly idea, taking big scary Ryomen Sukuna to get a little treat to calm him down, but your real aim was to get him outside, in the fresh air, and away from people who will remind him of everything that’s happening. For a little while at least. “Ice cream.” His response doesn’t make it feel like any less of an odd suggestion. You roll your eyes at his dubious tone. “Okay, frozen yogurt. Or are protein shakes and almond butter the only dessert you’re allowed?” This had to be the tenth sigh of the phone call, but it’s a little different - that reluctantly receptive sigh that you think could possibly maybe be reserved for you alone.

Sukuna gets some bad news about his fight, and you take him out to get his mind off of it.

Notes: We're dipping into the sweet here just a little by taking big bad Sukuna out for a little treat.

FIRST CHAPTER

LAST CHAPTER

With how cold Sukuna could come across, and with how much hand wringing you’d done over his sparse communication, you’re pleasantly surprised to find that his word does mean something. He did start to text you more often. Starting with a day later no less. Even with the conversations being seemingly mundane, you almost preferred it to seeing him in real life. You didn’t have to hide how much he made you smile or how his playful brashness made you laugh just a little bit more than it made you roll your eyes, you didn’t have to hide that maybe he had you a little bit smitten.

But then sometimes you didn’t prefer it. When the lack of tone made it so you started reading too much, or maybe too little, into his messages. It was already hard enough to tell what was standard behaviour from him, and what was vulnerability. You felt like what would mean next to nothing from someone else could possibly mean more from him, but the dead air between messages sometimes left you too much time to overthink.

This kind of constant back and forth with your own thoughts had you doing things you wouldn’t normally do, but then again most of your time with Sukuna had been a little unusual. Sometimes it worried you how far gone you were when it came to him, despite your first chunk of time together being what most would consider a foundation of red flags for a budding relationship. It worried you even more that you didn’t regret any of it. Here you were though, walking into everything with Sukuna with a new approach, and doing it willingly, happily even. You were even actually typing out the words “hey why don’t you just call me?”

It would have been unthinkable in most instances. Phone calls were only when absolutely necessary. When some business hadn’t gotten their shit together enough to let you just email them. When you just had to make an appointment you’d been putting off for days. But here you were, after finally getting Sukuna to text you and let you know he thought of you more than once in a while, and you were asking him to talk on the phone just to hear his voice.

Earlier he’d gone from asking if you’d talked to your manager about his behaviour, giving his far-too-intense for an office job suggestions on what you should say to him, to suddenly not messaging you back for a while, something that had become unusual for him over the last several days since your little lunch date. He was often as busy as you’d expected him to be, but if sparring or training or speaking with his management interrupted your chats he always preempted it with a text saying he would get back to you.

This time there was just nothing, not long enough to worry you, but enough to have you curious as to what was happening. When he did respond it was simply with the word ’fuck’ before you watched and waited as he typed and typed and typed.

He’d gotten a call telling him that his opponent might have been seriously injured during training. Then he’d just gone off, sending longer texts than he had so far and you genuinely couldn’t tell if he was just mulling over possibilities and outcomes or venting to you. And the thought of it being the latter had your heart racing, so you needed to hear his voice. Needed to hear if he was really treating you like a confidant for his emotions because the thought of that just felt so real.

He was apparently receptive to your suggestion of just discussing it over the phone, since doesn’t even text back to agree, he just calls straight away, and you take a little breath before answering.

“Hello?”

His voice doesn’t really give you an immediate answer to whether he was just filling you in or if it was more. “They just confirmed, anterior shoulder dislocation.”

He’s straight to the point as always, so you catch up as your conversation picks up where it had left off. “A dislocated shoulder, ouch… so he can’t fight?”

“No, he can’t. Apparently he got into a scrap with his team over it and only made it worse, he wanted them to hide it so he could still fight. He needs surgery though so that’s six months of recovery alone.”

He sounds unimpressed, though you can’t tell if it’s because the guy managed to get himself injured or if it was because he wouldn’t even have a chance of being cleared until two months after the fight was meant to happen. When he lets out a sigh of frustration, you suspect it’s the latter.

“So that’s bad? The guy you want to hurt got hurt?”

Sukuna’s tone is different than usual, bothered while he talks as if his thoughts were racing along an entirely different road than yours were.

“It means we can’t fight, and that means I’m going to be stuck with some nobody dumb enough to come in on short notice against me.”

He hadn’t told you who he was supposed to be fighting, but you’d looked it up on your own. It was apparently someone tough, a highly anticipated match. Some people even seemed to think this Toji Fushiguro could beat Sukuna, though from what you’d read that was still an unpopular opinion. It was a moot point now though.

“You’ll probably win against whoever it is though, right?”

He sucks air through his teeth, “I’d win either way, but I’m wasting my time for a boring fight.”

You can hear him shuffling around on whatever furniture he was on, then you can hear his heavy footsteps as he starts pacing around his home, just short of huffing and puffing in a way that lets you know that your suspicions were correct. He absolutely was venting to you.

“It’s a waste of my time, we have a minimum wait between fights too so it’ll wipe out almost the rest of the year for me. Unbelievable. I can’t even imagine what kind of fools he has on his team to have him dislocating his fucking shoulder.”

“Well…” you’re already starting before you think better of it, and when you hesitate for a moment he’s pressing you, not so far into ranting that he doesn’t want to hear what you have to say.

“Yes?” His tone makes you feel like you shouldn’t continue on, but it also lets you know that he won’t be letting you keep your thoughts to yourself right now.

“I mean, you did say you go all out in training too, right?”

“I don’t train with people who don’t know their limits. He should’ve stuck to boxing so he can just show up and win fixed fights like the rest of his family.”

That, you know nothing of though, but the shift to personal attacks feels like a little much. You can’t offer a solution. So you offer what you can.

“There’s nothing you can do about it right now though, right?”

He sighs heavily, and you can hear the soft squeak of whatever he’s sat himself down on. “Right.”

“Then why don’t we go get ice cream?”

It felt like a silly idea, taking big scary Ryomen Sukuna to get a little treat to calm him down, but your real aim was to get him outside, in the fresh air, and away from people who will remind him of everything that’s happening. For a little while at least.

“Ice cream.” His response doesn’t make it feel like any less of an odd suggestion.

You roll your eyes at his dubious tone. “Okay, frozen yogurt. Or are protein shakes and almond butter the only dessert you’re allowed?”

This had to be the tenth sigh of the phone call, but it’s a little different - that reluctantly receptive sigh that you think could possibly maybe be reserved for you alone.

“Fine.”

He says it like he’s begrudgingly agreeing, but you can’t help smiling wide as you note that he hasn't exactly put up any fight at all. “I know a good place.”

Another sigh, softer than the last, “I can tell you’re smiling, you know.”

You don’t mind.

As you watch Sukuna pick out the toppings for his frozen yogurt you’re surprised at the sudden discovery that he just might have a sweet tooth. You were expecting him to choose one of the low sugar options, then top it with little chunks of fruit to somehow make it as close to a healthy snack as it could get. He doesn’t though, opting for vanilla then having the woman behind the counter sprinkle over crushed cookies and dark chocolate chips.

He catches your brow raise, throwing it back at you, “Mind your business.”

You put your hands up, looking away as he’s handed his cup and a spoon and you choose your own toppings.

When you’ve made your choices and it’s time to pay, you lightly bump your hip against Sukuna’s, trying to get him to back away from the register as you pull out your wallet with your free hand. He doesn’t move, so you remind him of his words during your last date, “You said I could pay next time, remember?”

He tilts his head to the side, mouth forming a line as he lets out a curt “Hm.”

Clearly he’d hoped you hadn’t remembered that little agreement, but he moves to the side nonetheless, taking your frozen yogurt from you so you have the use of both hands to pull out your card.

You note the price as you finish paying, and wave at Sukuna to follow your lead to the outdoor seating, calling over your shoulder as you go, “I’m getting the next one too.”

“No you aren’t.”

You feign a confused look as you’re out the door before him, “Sorry, I can’t hear you.”

He’s catching up with no effort in a few long strides as you hold the door open, face betraying he was much more amused than his tone would have you believe, “You’re hard work.”

As you take your seats and he hands you your frozen yogurt, you give him a dubious look. “Can’t be as hard as body slamming 400 pound men and throwing tractor tires or whatever you do all day.”

A brief flash of surprise on his face tells you you’re closer to what he does than he thinks you realise. You know you are though, you’ve seen the little highlight reels where he turns over heavy tires, flips training partners over his shoulders, bares his teeth menacingly into the camera as a sheen of sweat and oil applied by some filming assistant makes him look godly. He didn’t look all that different from those videos when you first met, but right now he looks softer. Content.

You look down at your cup as you bring your spoon to your mouth before speaking, “I don’t want to talk about that right now though.”

“Too boring for you?”

The face you give him is one he’s earned many times before, but this time it’s less ’give me a break’ and more ’give me a little more credit’. “I wouldn’t bring it up if I didn’t care.”

His brows raise, like he’s surprised, like he doesn’t know if he can believe you.

“I just don’t want you to worry about everything with that Toji guy right now.”

His brows lower, and you feel like he’s decided he does believe you as he gives you a knowing smile. “Okay,” he nods, changing the subject, “we were talking about your work-“

“I don’t want to talk about that either. Let’s, y’know, take it easy. Talk about happy things.”

“I’m happy.”

The sentiment, and how matter of fact it’s said, catches you off guard. Then Sukuna is putting a spoonful of his frozen yogurt in his mouth, eyes still on yours, and you can’t help smiling.

“You’re happy? Not even any complaints about how this isn’t real food?”

He huffs, gesturing to the cups filled with their little frozen swirls, “This is different than greasy burgers.”

You tilt your head and raise your brows in a doubtful look, “Whatever you say, Sukuna…”

His eyes narrow at you, as if warning you to be careful about doubting his logic, but the venom runs out almost immediately as he smiles, shaking his head. “Have dinner at my house, Uraume will make us something a lot better than that.”

“I don’t know if I can lie to their face about liking boiled chicken breast and steamed broccoli.”

Now the annoyance is a little more genuine, “You liked my recommendation last time, didn’t you?”

It was nice, but as much as it pained you to stray from your half-joking narrative that Sukuna was a flavourless protein devouring machine, you won’t lie to him. “It was good, yeah.”

He points his spoon at you, as if it were putting you in your place. “Just as I thought. Don’t doubt me.”

You pretend to mull it over, as if you were going to decline spending time with him. You never had before, the both of you knew that, but he humours your little act as he eats. “Sure.”

Then, you do actually think about it for a second, remembering your agreement.

“Dinner at your place though… isn’t that a little dangerous?”

He drags his spoon around the bottom of his cup, gathering the last melted bits at the bottom, and the corners of his mouth quirk downward as he shrugs. “I agreed that I won’t fuck you. That’s that.”

Hearing him bringing up fucking, even in the context of how he won’t be doing it, has your heart beating a little faster, blood rushing upward and downward at the same time. It makes you shift in your seat, and when you look him in the eye he seems pleased by that so you force yourself to sit still.

Though the way your body is reacting is betrayed by the question you can’t help asking, “Until… when?”

His face is smug for a moment, sparking eyes and half cocked grin only making you want to press your thighs together a little tighter, but then he wipes any expression from his face, neutral as he speaks, “That’s up to you.”

“Oh…” you aren’t sure what to say to that, not having realised the ball was in your court. It sends your mind racing, and this time it’s Sukuna keeping this outing light, dipping his head lower to catch your eye and pull you out of your thoughts.

“You eat too slowly.”

There he is, practically begging you to roll your eyes at him again. You were beginning to think he thought it was cute with the way it made him smile. “Is that your way of asking to try mine?”

“No.” He reaches across the table with his spoon, taking a bit of yours and eating it.

“Uh, excuse you?” You narrow your eyes at him, holding your own spoon in front of your cup as if to parry any further attempts to steal a bite.

He’s smiling at your very much unserious display, before he’s scrunching his nose and dropping his spoon into his empty cup, “You have terrible taste.”

You do eat slowly, compared to Sukuna at least, but it’s nice to talk with him between bites. It’s even nicer to talk afterwards too, even with the sun set and the light from the shop through the window illuminating your faces. Every so often you can’t help thinking back to Sukuna telling you that he was happy. It felt good, like some kind of victory. A victory that somehow gave you butterflies and left your mouth watering at the same time.

Apparently Sukuna picks up on it, during the tenth time you replay it in your mind as he walks you to your car in the parking lot.

“I talk about fucking you once and you’re practically giddy, what am I going to do with you.” He's clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, chiding you, but then he’s just smiling down at you in a way that somehow telegraphs to you exactly what he’s going to say, “You’re just too cute.”

That hasn’t helped anything, and like usual when he pulls that little word out your brain is effectively scrambled. So instead, you lean in, getting up onto your tiptoes, and kiss him.

It’s hard work, or rather he makes it hard work as he remains standing straight. He’s barely tilting his head down and you have to brace your hands on his stomach for balance, gripping lightly at his shirt to deepen the kiss. He lets you, and there’s something thrilling about taking the lead with him for a moment, even as you strain to close the gap between your differing sizes.

It’s only for a moment though, until you’re settling back down onto the heels of your feet, regaining your balance, and he decides there’s too much space between you. He leans down and into you properly, one hand on the back of your neck, the other wrapping around you to pull you into him. It’s slow, and soft, but it doesn’t stay that way for long once you’re wrapping your arms around his neck and running your fingers through his hair. Then, he’s sliding his tongue into your mouth, backing you up til you’re pressed between him and your car.

His hands play at making your kiss something less appropriate, if making out against a car five feet from a froyo shop could be considered some kind of appropriate. Running across your back, rubbing at your stomach, thumb sliding out enough to just brush the bottom of your breast. Travelling down your sides, squeezing at your hips tight enough to have your blood rushing downward even more quickly than before, but his hands always return to their place at your waist, warm and firm and holding you up when his touch leaves you dizzy and desperate.

Then, he pulls back, his gaze intense on your mouth while he clenches his jaw, lost in thought. He takes a deep breath in through his nose, lets it out through his barely parted lips and leans in until his nose is gently pressed to where your jaw meets your neck. You lean back, happy for him to go further, but he doesn’t, pressing a kiss to your neck, then your jaw, chaste but firm enough to have you leaning slightly with the pressure, then he steps back.

“I’ll see you sometime this week.”

“Yeah.” It’s all you can say, having felt how hard he was when he was pressed against you and knowing you would have let him fuck you in your car right in that parking lot if he’d only pushed a little harder. But he didn’t. He was behaving, so you were too. “See ya.”

You turn to unlock your car, and he turns to go to his own, before he’s stopped as you speak.

“Hey, will you let me know who you wind up fighting? Or do I have to read it online like everyone else.”

He lets out a little laugh, then looks pleased that you seemed to care. “I’ll text you.”

CHAPTER 7

[v-ternus]

GHOULS AND THEIR FAVORITE FOODS

Started thinking of the ghouls a little too much while I was hungry, so Im now here to present this dumpster fire.

Aether: frozen yogurt

He loves when it’s warmer out, it means the cold treat is even better than usual (yes he's the type to eat cold stuff when its cold out). He loves the tart, plain flavor and puts cookie dough bites and butterfinger pieces on it.

Dew: ravioli

Any filling, any sauce. Lil guy will put these away like they’re air. The store bought, premade ones are good, but he loves the ones Mountain makes— mushroom and cheese filled in a brown butter sauce.

Aeon: rice crackers

He likes to think that this is what it must feel like to chew on styrofoam. Sure they taste good, but he mostly eats them for the crunches. He lowkey hates the ones wrapped in seaweed.

Aurora: indian food

She is an absolute fiend for samosas. She could make a meal out of it if only she didnt want to eat everything else on the menu. She loves literally everything, but her favorite is chicken madras. She’s busy eating her way through the menu at the restaurant in town. She goes with Copia every Friday for lunch, its their “thing”.

Mountain: barbecue

He’s in heaven whenever they tour through some of the southern states. Loves brisket. Loves cornbread even more.

(he also just loves meat in his mouth)

Rain: cheap pizza

He loves all chain pizzas, but his favorite is Little Caesars. A crappy and slightly-overcooked-from-sitting-under-the-warmer pizza will cheer him up on even the worst days. Also hates olives. Like he really, really hates them. Dew messed up the first time he ordered and got a supreme pizza with olives and Rain straight up cried.

Sunshine: pierogies

She'll eat any pierogi, as long as you give her sour cream on the side. Sometimes she likes them crisped up in butter, but that's a big sometimes. Sunshine has still not found a filling she dislikes.

Swiss: fancy(ish) pizzas

I cant really blame the guy for liking the woodfired stuff. Favorite toppings include but are not limited to: roasted garlic, roasted peppers, prosciutto, and arugula. Him and Rain are opposites when it comes down to this.

Cumulus: pad thai

Americanized or traditional, she will devour it. Though she regularly eats meat, she only gets tofu as the protein option for her pad thai. Unlike the others who seem to have had the best luck, she has found one that she absolutely hated. It was from an Asian fusion chain restaurant. She would've sent it back if she wasn't so scared of being perceived as rude.

Cirrus: crab rangoon

She hates when there's actual crab in her crab rangoons. She just wants that sweet cream cheese. It is the only thing she asks for when they pick cheap Chinese food for dinner.

[hackersluvs]

can you do a fic about Oliver Boy from NSB, where the reader is sister with any of the other members like Regie or Justin you can pick, where she comes to LA and moves in with them since she will be attending collage in LA it was just easier for her to move in with them. So Oliver takes a liking to her but from the start Regie/Justin (her brother) made it clear that she was off limits. But when her and Sebastian start getting close as in a best friend way since they are the same age and have similar interest, Oliver starts getting jealous then they get into a argument since she been giving her the cold shoulder. And during the argument Oliver kisses her and confesses and she tells him that she also likes him.

Jealousy Jealousy - OM

paring - Oliver Moy x Macalino!Reader summary- Its been a couple months since you moved to LA and moved in with your older brother Regie Macalino and his rowdy friends.

warning- make out and cursing (all i can think of)

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Day you moved in

"And this is Oliver." Regie said as he introduced me to his friends. Once I made eye contact with Oliver I felt everything stop like it was just me and him in the room. He smiled and said "Hi I'm Oliver Moy." I smiled back and said Hi. Then Regie spoke up and said "Well with the introductions out of the way, she's off limits" I turned around and punched his arm "Shut up Regie."

Present time

I went into the kitchen finding Sebastian "Hey Seb wanna go get some frozen yogurt with me" I smiled at him. He chuckled "Alright alright just give me a sec and go get my wallet."

"No problem I will go wait for you in the living room"

I went into the living room and saw Oliver on his phone, my face started to heat up. "Hey Oli me and Seb are going to get frozen yogurt wanna come with."

He looked up from his phone "No I'm busy" he said coldly." H e got up And started to go up stairs and lastly said "Plus I don't want to be a fuckn third wheel on your date."

I was trying to hold back my tears and that when Sebastian came down. "Woah what happened." I wiped my tears "Nothing um lets go."

Once we arrived at yourgrtland. "Seb do you know if Oli is mad at me or something?" He gave me a weird look "Y/N Oli will be anything but mad at you if anyting he's inlov-."

"Uh um he's not mad at you he's maybe stress cause of the music vide, ignore him." "If you say so." I said as I kept eating the frozen yogurt.

Once we arrived I went up stairs to my room to work on some homework. I was about to enter my room when I was Oliver. I smiled at him. "Hey Oli"

But all he said was walk past me and ignored me. I took a deep breath and went to my room. And it went on like that for like 2 weeks.

Oliver would keep his conversation to minimal or no communication at all ignoring me and just keeping his distance. The more he ignored me the more my heart breaks.

I couldn't talk about it with Regie so i confined in Sebastian I consider with my best friend even though I'm crazy in love with his brother he's always there to listen and give me advice.

I was in the kitchen making some popcorn for me and Seb since we were going to have a movie night and I saw Oliver walk in and thought of give it another chance to talk with him.

"Hey Oli, me and Seb are having a movie night. Want to join us? I have pop corn."I said holding out the bowl of pop corn. And again he coldly said "No" I slamed he bowl on the counter making him freeze. "Okay Oliver what the fuck is your problem." "Nothing is my problem, I just don't want to watch a stupid movie with you and my brother." he said back coldly.

"No not just about the movie, you been like this for week. Tell me what I did."

He just rolled his eyes about to leave again until I spoke out again. If you hate me and don't want to be friends with me just tell me that. If you don't want me around just tell me and I will happily move out." I said tears falling down.

His faced soften can came up to me grabbing my face pulling it close to his . "I'm sorry" he let a few tears falling and kisses my forehead then looking into my eyes "I could never hate you" he started to kiss all over my face "Im sorry Im sorry, I" he paused for a minute looking away I pulled him to look at me. "What happened Oli" He look a deep breath "I got jealous okay, I'm jealous of you and Sebastian and how close you both are . I hate the thought of two being together because I'm crazy in love with you. From the first moment we met I fell for you. And I acted so stupid"

I quickly pulled him into a deep kiss and he quickly kissed back. "You are stupid a big stupid idiot" "Stupid because why would you think I wouldn't feel the same way." I said in between kisses

He deepened the kiss and pulled up to kiss onto the counter and went in between my legs. He went down to kiss my neck.

I giggled and put my hands on my hair. He came and pulled me into another kiss. We were in our own world when we heard someone.

"WHAT. THE. FUCK!" We both turned and saw Regie standing there. We both froze and didn't know what to say.

The silence was broken by Sebastian "Yo Y/N what taking you so long. Woah what going on".

"I will tell you what going Oliver is all up on my little sister, didn't I make it clear she was off limits" he yelled.

I got off the counter "Listen here Reginald, you are my older brother and I love you and respect you opinion but you can't decided who I date or not. I love Oli and I want to be with him"

Oliver hugged me from behind. And spoke up "Listen man Im sorry but I love her so much."

Regie stopped for a moment and turned about to leave and stopped "Just don't kiss in front of me and stuff its weird.

I rolled my eyes and saw Regie leave. I turned around and about to give Oliver another kiss.

"This was 100% better than the movie" Seb said while eating the popcorn

A/N- Kissing Booth drops tonight. Don't forget to give it a listen and stream it when it drops

[afyrian]

ch. 11 - may 1 masterlist

    the sun starts to drop in the sky, trees swaying in the wind as you make your way through the park. crickets start to harmonize as lightning bugs light up between the lamp posts. everything has built up to the perfect opportunity for you to tell rintarō about your feelings. the amazing dinner and then stopping for ice cream.. it's all cultivating into what you had hoped.

  "rin- it's been nice just spending the day with you. especially because we haven't had much of a chance to lately, with everything going on," you mix up your ice cream with your spoon, unable to make prolonged eye contact.

  he turns to look at you, the lights illuminating his eyes. the way he does makes your stomach churn as the words get stuck in your throat. "yeah, it's been a little exhausting not being able to just hang out with you," rin bumps your shoulder a little as he walks beside you.

  'hang out'? your mind wanders aimlessly as you typically think of those words in a platonic sense. you'd hang out with hitoka or kiyoko, but you don't necessarily just want to hang out with the man that changed your life. hearing the words leave his lips so effortlessly sends you stumbling over your own words, abandoning your initial plans, "right- yeah. yeah, i love 'hanging out' with you."

  he looks over at you, furrowing his eyebrows at your odd inflection. even if you don't believe him to be able to, rin's always able to tell when something is throwing you off. the eye avoidance, legs staggering a few feet away from him. it's one of the things he's proud of when it comes to his relationship with you, his ability to know you. 

  "what's up with you lately? the past month you’ve been acting weird, which i’m really hoping isn’t about the broken foot thing-”

  you look back at him, ice cream slowly melting with your sanity. of course something’s weird, you’re hopelessly in love with him and you don’t know what to do, “acting weird? no no, we’ve just been so busy and everything’s been happening. i’m just a bit stressed.”

  colors fill the sky, darkening as nightfall begins. his eyes narrow at your response, lips pursed. “a bit stressed? i’m always here to help you, you do know that right? i’d do anything for you, y/n,” rin takes a step towards you, one hand stuffed in his pocket, the other resting on your elbow.

  “thanks rin, i- think i love…” you stare up at him, the word ‘you’ on the tip of your tongue, “yogurt. i love frozen yogurt and ice cream! so thank you for this fabulous evening because it was delicious.”

  you bite your lip, turning around so that you can toss the bowl into a nearby trash can. heart beating so quickly, you stare up at the stars. looking at the constellations and the far off planets that you can’t quite make out. it’s easier than facing him. looking him in the eyes and telling him what’s been stuck in your throat since the beginning of the evening. 

  and maybe he can tell. he knows you, maybe even a little better than you know yourself. quickly, rintarō’s hand snakes through yours. neither of you typically do anything like that, especially not in their elder years. however, it’s what you need right now, to feel his thumb on the back of his hand, “you know what? i’m not going to play around this anymore, waiting to see if you feel the same way.”

  his hand helps spin you around to look at him, fingers intertwined with yours. it’s finally happening, you think to yourself, this is the time in which your life will change indefinitely.

  “i like you. a lot.”

  rintarō’s typically succinct in his approaches. however, finally hearing him utter those words sends goosebumps down your arms. “oh my god rin, i like.. like you,” you stare up at him, lips slightly parted in surprise, “god that sounds so stupid.”

  “it really isn’t,” his hand reaches up to your cheek, thumb resting over your cheekbone as he leans down to kiss you.

  his lips are soft for the most part, a little chapped and rugged in some spots. you’ve always known that he tends to lean on the dehydrated side, but now you can feel it. feel his finger on your jawline. his free hand reaching out to grab at your waist and pull you closer to him. rin’s foot bumping into yours as you try to get as close to him as you can.

  “i.. am so happy.. you said something,” you whisper into his lips, reaching your hand into his hair and resting it against his freshly cut style. 

  “i am too,” he leans back, staring at you with an intensity that you’ve never quite seen before, “i don’t think i could’ve gone another month without saying something. especially when we’re married.”

  you smile at the reminder that you’re married. that even though it’s just a piece of paper that gets lost in the system of the law, you’re married. and you’re married to the most amazing man that you’ve ever met. who, despite being your closest friend for the past twenty years, was willing to risk it all just to have you and you to have him.

  “right, we are. and i’d love nothing more than to stay that way with you, forever,” you lean up, connecting his lips with yours once more.

  he takes a moment to breath you in and feel your hand reaching for his neck. the tenderness of the moment making him nearly forget what the two of you were saying, your lips quickly becoming the only thing on his mind, “yes, i never want to let you go. especially when you’re the only one i’ve ever loved.”

a/n: second to last chapter done!! so happy to get to this point and i hope you enjoyed

[sensei-venus]

I have to get my wisdom teeth removed soon and I'm scared. Could you maybe do something with poly hawk and moon taking care of reader after she gets her wisdom teeth out and she's really loopy and frightened by a lot

(Unedited) (I tried really hard on this, but letting y’all know, I don't have wisdom teeth. Idk how or why but I don't so I don't have to worry about them.💀) (Mentions of blood & teeth pulling)

“Whyyyyy am I-here???” Reader moaned out around the multiple cotton balls that were shoved in her mouth. She whimpers and looks around the dentist's lobby. Her hand travels up to her face and over her cheeks.

It's quickly pulled away by Moon who just gently shushes her. Moon wants to laugh just a little but she knows Reader isn't all there. It wasn't right to laugh at the poor girl.

Hawk looks over at the two girls before signing the last of the paperwork from the dentist. He had to sign a few forms about the aftercare for Reader’s mouth. She had all over her wisdom teeth pulled in one sitting.

“Moonnnnyyy why does my face feel funny?? Can we get food? Pleeeesssd?” Reader starts to tear up as Moon starts to help get her standing. Hawk grabs the small aid kit the dentist staff gave him a long with pamphlet on how to take care of her gums, and a small prescription for some pay meds. Hopefully, Moon would keep the disoriented girl busy in the car while he ran into the local pharmacy to pick up her new meds. He watched as she struggled to move with Moon out of the lobby. He walked behind them just in case Reader tried to take a tumble.

Their girlfriend was still outing of it from the anesthesia.

Hawk slowly helped get her into the car with the help of Moon by his side. They struggled as she tried to borderline escape them. Trying to get out of the vehicle from the other side. He was quick to lock the door with his keys.

“Sweety calm down. We can get you yogurt when we get home. It's nice and cold and will feel so good on your gums.”

“My gums?? What's wrong with my gums?”

Hawk got into the car and started the engine. Keeping his eyes on the road he tried his best to listen to their conversation in the back seat. Moon sat next to the other girl stroking her thigh.

Suddenly Reader started to whimper and cry, making Hawk look back in the mirror.

“Why is there bloodddd?! Where are my teeth? Hawk, they took my teeth.”

“Babe, they pulled your wisdom teeth, the nice dentist said they had to go because they were starting to hurt you remember?”

“They stole my teeth!!” she sobbed as Moon tried her best to hold back a laugh. Hawk was in the same boat trying to keep his own laughter down. He coughed into his hand. His eyes go back to the road ahead of them. Luckily the trip to the pharmacy wasn't that long and Moon was able to talk Reader out of going inside with him.

Doing his best he grabbed a few extra ice packs and picked up her painkillers. He hoped that those would be enough to get her through the next week or two as she healed.

The ride back home was perfect besides Reader's occasional mumbling.

When they where finally back hike everything started to settle down. Reader was ushered in front of the tv in their room with a newly frozen ice pack and her first round of painkillers. Moon brought her the fluid and bottle she needed to clean out her raw and open gums. She helped remove the nasty blood and spot-soaked cotton balls from her mouth and the old gaze.

For once Hawk was happy that he had seen and dealt with a lot of nasty shit in karate. Most of the wounds and gross cuts he suffered in karate were nothing like this. But still, he felt trained enough to help wash Reader’s gums out. She moaned and tried to jerk away from him at first. But with some help, he was able to get her mouth and gums rinsed out.

Moon shivered as she caught a quick glance at the girl spitting out the gross red-tinted water into the small bowl they gave her.

“I love you guys~” Reader said as Moon stuffed a spoon full of half-frozen yogurt onto her mouth. Her eyes fluttered as the cool food passed over her sore gums. She slumped into the mound of pillows behind her.

Hawk grabbed the tv remote and scanned though one of their streaming apps. He found one of her favorite long movies and clicked it on for her. Lazily she opened her eyes a little and watched the intro startup. She smiled a little at the sound of the intro music and narration coming through the speakers. Moon spooned another mouth full of food into her mouth and cuddled up next to her.

Hawk felt a small smile creep onto his face. He pulled one of the blankets from the bottom of the bed and placed it over the two girls. Slowly he drifted over to them, sliding in next to Reader.

He sighed one last time as Reader cuddled onto his side. Her head rested on his chest as they watched the movie.

It was definitely going to be a long few weeks, but at least they had a crap ton of organic yogurt and painkillers.

[mudhamster]

CHWHWN: 15. December - "a meal"

Kacchan: wtf Why? Deku: hahah what is it Kacchan: *image attached* I don't know what I find weirder. Eating somewhere else with you or eating something you claim to have cooked Deku: I have my rice thingy!! And I can cut potatoes and fry meat too ᕦ⊙෴⊙ᕤ Kacchan: Equating frying meat with cutting potatoes is a red flag in itself Deku: Why? Kacchan: 'Why' he asks What do you want to cook? Curry? Deku: What do you want to eat? Kacchan: Curry. Deku: Ah. Ok. Curry then i guess haha Today? Kacchan: Today is Friday Deku: Shit, it's movie night. Well, then… Tomorrow? Evening? I think some of the others are home for the weekend. Or are we going to cook for everyone? Kacchan: No You and me on Saturday. I'll buy the meat. Deku: Then I'll buy the potato. Kacchan: And the rest Carrots Celery Onions Paprika chili pepper Curry cubes And not just one potato, you total culinary catastrophe!!!!!!! Deku: hm hm Watch out, bold question: Shall we go shopping together? Not the meat, Your Highness, but the rest? Kacchan: Would probably be for best …did you actually get everything you needed yesterday? There were only Doritos in the picture. Deku: Yes! And I wanted to ask something... What did you delete? Kacchan: If it was any of your business, it would still be there Deku: ಥ_ಥ

"We could have just cooked together, you know," Izuku pointed out, standing in the doorway with his arms full of bags of chips, pretzel sticks and crackers. Kacchan stood in front of him, scanned the selection and then picked out the Doritos, not caring if anything else fell out of his arms. But that didn't happen. "I know," he replied slowly, tucking the bag under his arm and licking his gums thoughtfully, "but it felt like shit knowing you all hang out together every fucking Friday. While I'm alone in my room." Izuku's eyes widened and he fought off a serious wave of pity. "That's actually the time you go to sleep…" he started to explain, but it sounded a bit pale on his tongue, "But we should have asked more often. I'm sorry." "Not your fault." … He closed his mouth and blinked at the boy in front of him, stunned. He was right, it wasn't his fault. But Izuku had the feeling that less than a month ago, he was to blame for EVERYTHING that went wrong in Kacchan's life. "The idiots accepted it too," he finally said, curling the corners of the chip bag and the second wave of pity hit Izuku harder than the first. "I'll ask you next time, Kacchan. Even if we just go to the mall after school." "You and your nerd gang?" Izuku nodded, thinking that the prospect of eating frozen yogurt at the mall with him and Shouto and Iida Tsuyu and Ochako wasn't something Kacchan would want to be a part of at all. "Yeah. We usually go when a new place opens. Last time it was churros. Before that, frozen yogurt. But it's just me and-" "Cool." "C-cool?" "Yeah," he growled into his face, then finally took a step back, leaving enough room for Izuku to step out of the space between Kacchan's solid body and the door, "Better than meeting at the arcade every other weekend and spending a bunch of money on stuffy air and empty hands." "Oh," Izuku breathed, blinking sideways, "that sounds really… not very smart." Kacchan reached behind him to close the door before Izuku could try to do that with a sleeve or an elbow. His internal mountain of astonishment and admiration grew with each of these actions. Kacchan carried the chips Izuku had bought for him in his arms and had picked him up from his room on the way to the common room. Besides, he assumed that their little conversation had led to the idea that Izuku would ask Kacchan… if he wanted to accompany them (HIM AND HIS FRIENDS, not particularly cool or badass!!) into the city. Right? He cleared his throat and started walking, "Just to make sure…" "Do you know the Nikoman booth? At the end of the main street by the library?" "Ugh. Yeah." "Dad told me they're going to add grilled meat and spareribs to the menu in the new year." ... if Izuku's arms weren't full, he would have squealed into his hands like a toddler at Christmas. That was the sweetest 'I want to be part of it' Izuku had ever heard. As it was, he could only bite his lips and watch Kacchan with raised eyebrows and eyes full of devotion as he grumpily finished his thought: "That would be something similar, wouldn't it? It's not a new place, but the menu-"

"Absolutely!" he interrupted him and Kacchan looked up as they reached the landing side by side.

His ears were red. A corner of his chip bag was suspiciously black. "This is definitely worth a visit," he repeated, and to relieve Kacchan of some of his tension, he awkwardly raised his overloaded arms: "My elbows still hurt from the day I fell down the stairs."

Red eyes flitted over his fingers and the many bags, "not to mention my back..."

Their eyes met.

"Could you maybe help me?"

Izuku saw that Katsuki took a deep breath. In a way that showed how agitated he actually was. But the moment passed quickly and he lifted enough of Izuku's burden that he could see the stairs at his feet and slowly began to walk down to the common room.

Kacchan followed at a minimal distance, but quickly caught up with him as Izuku threw him a fond, affectionate grin.

Every day felt more and more like… progress. Hope filled him to the tip of his nose and made his heart tingle for the rest of the evening.

[wrenreid]

Off Limits

all chapters in master list

content warning: dead parent talk

Part Fifteen

The events of approximately 7 hours ago play on repeat in my head. I can still taste him, feel the warmth of his soft lips on mine. God it was a great kiss. I felt like I was going to met into his lap and have to stay there forever. Which I would not have minded in the slightest.

I wish I didn’t have to leave, but honestly I’m a little relieved I did. I’m not sure what would’ve happened had I stayed. Would we have done it? Maybe. But then again maybe not. Definitely not. It’s too soon. I’m not that type of person. But then again again he is Spencer, and I think I’d give up my right leg for him if he asked.

Dad, Jack, and I are watching a movie over frozen yogurt right now. But while their eyes are focused on Lilo and Stitch, I am still seeing Spencer’s lips on mine.

Lying to my father about where I went for nearly an hour wasn’t hard, but trying to hide my flushed cheeks and swollen lips was. Luckily, his post-nap drowsiness got in the way of him noticing anything off.

So instead of having to explain my gushing attitude, I got to change the subject to the matter of dinner.

After the movie, Dad helps Jack get ready for bed, and I hang back in the living room and attempt to come up with a reason to text Spencer.

The only reason I can come up with is because I want to, and it seems valid enough.

“Hey”

I text him, no punctuation because a period seems too serious, an explanation mark makes me seem desperate, and everything else wouldn’t make sense. I then text again,

“Are you busy?”

He doesn’t respond, so I take that as a “yes” to my question. A slight frown forms on my lips, but I know I can’t just expect him to answer every time I reach out. He’s a grown man with a life.

I head upstairs to get ready for bed even though I definitely won’t be sleeping for at least another few hours. I turn Friends on in my bedroom and scroll through my phone, silently hoping for a text back.

I don’t get one. Even in the morning when it’s been 12 hours since I sent the message. I debate on asking if he’s alright, but I don’t want to annoy him with my texts.

God, I hate being 21. We’re still like teenagers when it comes to texting, and we’re all terrified of spamming someone and looking desperate.

“I should be back around five,” my father says as he reaches around me to grab his coffee mug off the counter top.

Even though today is just a paper work day, he still makes sure to say “should be” because, of course, there’s still a possibility of a case and him leaving for days again.

“Love you,” I say, my mouth still full of toast.

“Love you too. Aunt Jess should be here to pick Jack up soon,” he tells me, making his way out of the apartment.

My aunt is taking Jack to a birthday party for one of his friends that she often nannied with him. I am personally glad to have the day to myself or to do whatever I want.

“It’s so good to see you, sweetheart,” my aunt says with a smile, pulling me into a hug.

I haven’t seen Jessica since just a few weeks after my mother’s funeral.

“God you look just like your mom right now,” she tells me, her eyes starting to water before she blinks back the tears.

Jack grabs her hand excitedly, eager to go to the party. I’m grateful his eagerness removes me from that interaction.

“Nice to see you, Aunt Jess. Thank you for taking Jack,” I smile softly.

“It’s no problem. I’ll see you soon, sweet girl,” she says and allows my brother to pull her out of the apartment and down the hall.

I can’t be mad at her for mentioning my mom; she is her sister. But I hate that people feel the need to bring up touchy subjects when the emotions could’ve been avoided.

She always says I look like my mom, but I think we just have the same nose. Unfortunately, I am one of the many girls who grew up being an almost carbon copy of her father. Which made me feel extremely awkward because hearing “You look just like your father!” at 15 really shreds a girl’s self esteem.

My mom used to say it didn’t matter who I looked like, but it mattered which traits from each of them I inhabited. I’ve got my father’s stubbornness that’s for sure. I’ve got his determination and hunger for success. I don’t know what I have from my mother. I’ve never been the nurturing, gentle type that she was. Haley Hotchner was the perfect embodiment of grace, a gazelle if you will. And I’m like a bull. Thank you very much, Dad.

I plop down on the couch and kick my slipper-covered feet up on the coffee table. Today is going to be so relaxing without anyone to bug me.

And just as I’m done finishing that thought, my phone chimes with a text from CeCe. She asks for plans because apparently she’s bored out of her mind and her parents are talking to her about settling down and marriage. I tell her she can come over

“Thank you for saving me from that,” she sighs, shutting the door behind her. She crawls onto the couch with me.

I chuckle softly. “No problem.”

“So what’s up? What’s new in the world of Jade?”

“You’re really that bored that you want to hear about what’s been going on with me after almost a week of being home with my little brother?” I laugh softly, shaking my head.

“Yes!” CeCe groans.

“Well,” I say. “Perhaps I had something slightly more interesting than hanging out with a four year old happen.”

CeCe situates herself to where she can rest her chin on her knees. “Spill.”

“I made out with a guy I’m sorta kinda falling for,” I blurt out, twiddling with my hands.

“Oh my god, Jade Hotchner! There is a guy and you haven’t told me?” Cece exclaims, her eyes boring into my soul.

“It’s not a big deal,” I say defensively. “And honestly, it’s a little embarrassing.”

“The guy from your political science class? The kinda ugly one with the glasses and the haircut that makes him a little cuter?”

I roll my eyes. “He was not ugly.”

“A little bit,” she holds her pointer finger and thumb together, almost pinching.

“He was really sweet though, but no,” I chuckle softly, “not him.”

CeCe takes a minute to think, eyeing me. “It’s not Spencer is it?”

I cough, laughing a little. “What?”

“Oh my god, it is. You made out with Dr. Reid?”

“Kind of,” my lips press together in a thin line.

“How does one ‘kind of’ make out with someone?”

“I don’t know.”

“You made out with your dad’s employee,” CeCe laughs, shaking her head. “I’m so proud of you. You’re like a baby slut now.”

“What the fuck is a baby slut?”

“Ya know, like not quite a slut but getting there.”

I let out a chuckle, rolling my eyes. “I’m definitely not getting there.”

My best friend pokes my thigh, teasingly. “I am so proud of you. High school you would be too!”

“Shut up, Ceec,” I blush, shaking my head.

“So what happens now?”

“With me and Spencer? I have no idea. We’ve made out twice, and now I think he’s ignoring me.”

“Hold on,” she holds up a finger. “My mind is blown. Twice?” She pauses dramatically. “Wait why do you think he’s ignoring you?”

“Because my texts have now been left on delivered for 18 hours,” I explain.

CeCe bites her teeth together, tsk-ing at me in thought. “Hey, at least it’s not read.”

“Well, he has read receipts turned off. I did that for him so he could not feel the need to respond to everyone right away.”

“Oh, Jade,” she sighs.

“And thus you see my dilemma.” I gesture my hands outward.

“Mhm, I do,” CeCe nods. “Okay, so are you guys like a thing, just kissing, what?”

“I have no idea,” I groan, slamming my palm on my face.

“These stages are always the worst, but they’re kind of exciting,” she says.

“There’s nothing exciting about this. Spencer… he’s like different than everyone else I’ve had this type of situation with,” I say honestly.

“Because he works for your dad?”

“CeCe, I swear to god…”

“Okay, okay,” she laughs softly, holding her hands of defensively. “How is it different?”

“Because he’s an actually grown up. An actual man,” I tell her. “I’m used to stupid college guys. Even the pre-laws are stupid. And Spencer is… the opposite of those guys. He’s brilliant, kind, and like totally hot, and god, he’s a good kisser.”

Her eyes widen a bit. “Oh girl. You’re falling falling.”

“I mean it’s not that deep,” I say, back-tracking. “We’re friends. We’re whatever we are. And he may be all of those things but he’s also ignoring me, so I don’t know what to do with that.”

“Confront him about it.”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” My teeth tug at my bottom lip.

“C’mon, miss lawyer. Just tell him straight up what you’re thinking.”

“And if I don’t know what I’m thinking?”

“Wait until you do.”

I nod, taking in a breath. “Right. Okay.”

“I’m here for you, baby slut.”

My best friend becomes the victim of a punch to the arm.

What am I thinking, what am I thinking? I don’t know. I mean, yeah, I like him, I’m thinking that. But I also know that my dad might kill us both if he found out about anything. And I know Spencer isn’t stupid, he wouldn’t want what I do. And I’m pretty sure I want him.

The sound of a fist hitting my door rings through my apartment three times. I just got home from grocery shopping for the first time in weeks. The refrigerator was severely lacking nutrition, as am I it seems.

I exit the kitchen to answer the door, and the face I’m greeted with is the one I want to see the most and don’t want to see the most at the same time.

Jade.

Before I can get an awkward “hello” out, she says, “You’ve been ignoring me.”

My cheeks flush pink, and I know my face is giving me away. But of course, she had already figured me out anyway. I stand there nervously, my face twitching a little.

“I,” I start, but I don’t know how to finish that sentence. She’s not wrong. I have been ignoring her.

I’m not proud of it, but how do I talk to someone who is the focal point of all my guilt right now? I was in the wrong for last night. What we did was careless and stupid, and I’ve never been careless and stupid. I feel like shit over it.

“Jade,” I say, her name rolling off my lips too easily.

“Spencer,” she says. I shouldn’t have told her to call me Spencer. I like it too much.

This is becoming our routine, huh?

She steps inside my apartment, and I let her. She walks past me and onto my couch. I let her.

“You know what we did is wrong,” I say, joining her on the couch, keeping my distance.

“And yet, we’ve done it twice,” Jade says.

She’s not wrong.

“It doesn’t make it okay. No matter how much you hate it when I say you’re my boss’s daughter, it’s true. And for that, what we did is unethical and careless.”

Jade rolls her eyes. “We kissed, Spencer. It’s not like we fucked.”

Her choice of words cause my eyebrows to raise. I clear my throat. “Well, no.” But I wanted to. I would never admit this out loud, but in that moment… if she wanted to, I would’ve. And that’s a problem. I shouldn’t be flirting with or kissing my boss’s daughter let alone wanting to sleep with her.

She’s off limits.

“Then I don’t see that much of a problem,” Jade says.

“I have a moral code, Jade. And getting involved with you violates it.”

“And what if you move aside that moral code?” She asks. “Then what?”

“What do you…”

“Let’s say my dad isn’t your boss. Then what?”

“Then it wouldn’t be as wrong,” I say carefully.

“You know what I think, Spencer?”

I’m scared to know what she thinks.

“I think fuck this moral shit. I’m a grown ass woman no matter how much you or my dad think otherwise. There’s obviously something here, and you can say we’re just friends all you want, but…”

“We’re not friends,” I cut her off.

“What?”

“We’re not friends,” I say again. “You’re not wrong about that. We can’t be just friends. But it’s not a good idea to be anything else either.”

Jade leans a little closer to me. “Fuck good ideas.”

A small smile creeps onto my face. I can’t help it. “You’re crazy.”

“A little,” she shrugs.

“What am I going to do with you?” I groan, that smile still on my face.

“I really think kissing me again is a start,” Jade grins.

sixteen

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[campushealthtoday]

How to Eat Healthy When You're Busy as a Student

We get it—life as a student can be hectic. Between classes, assignments, and social life, it’s tempting to live on instant noodles and energy drinks. But guess what? Eating healthy doesn’t have to be hard or time-consuming. Here’s how you can fuel your brain and body without breaking the bank or your schedule.

1. Meal Prep Is Your Bestie

Take a couple of hours on the weekend to meal prep. Make a big batch of rice, pasta, or quinoa, and cook some chicken, tofu, or beans. Chop veggies and store them in containers. That way, you’ve got all the building blocks for quick meals throughout the week.

Pro Tip: Invest in some good reusable containers. They’ll save your life (and the planet).

2. Snacks, But Make Them Smart

Stock up on grab-and-go snacks that won’t leave you in a sugar coma. Think nuts, trail mix, fruit, yogurt, or granola bars. Keep them in your bag so you’re not tempted to hit the vending machine during a 3 p.m. crash.

3. Master the One-Pan Wonder

When time is tight, whip up a one-pan meal. Toss veggies, a protein, and some spices onto a baking sheet and roast everything. Boom—dinner in 30 minutes with zero fancy skills needed.

Easy Combos:

Chicken + broccoli + sweet potato + olive oil & garlic.

Tofu + bell peppers + soy sauce & sesame seeds.

4. Hack Your Breakfast

Mornings are chaotic, but skipping breakfast is a bad idea. Try overnight oats (just oats, milk, and toppings in a jar overnight), smoothies, or even a quick banana with peanut butter.

5. Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate

It’s easy to forget water when you’re running around all day. Get a big water bottle and take it everywhere. Staying hydrated keeps your energy up and your mind sharp.

6. Don’t Fear the Frozen Aisle

Frozen fruits and veggies are lifesavers. They’re just as nutritious as fresh ones and way more convenient. Toss frozen spinach into your pasta or frozen berries into your yogurt for an instant health boost.

7. Treat Yo’ Self (In Moderation)

It’s okay to have pizza or chocolate sometimes—balance is key. The goal is to make healthy eating a habit, not a punishment.

8. Learn Some Basic Recipes

You don’t need to be a chef. Just learn a handful of easy recipes, like stir-fry, pasta, or a hearty salad. You’ll save money and eat better.

9. Don’t Skip Meals

Skipping meals messes with your energy and focus. Even if you’re super busy, grab something simple, like a piece of fruit or a handful of nuts.

Final Thoughts

Eating healthy as a busy student isn’t about perfection—it’s about making small, manageable changes. Start with one or two tips from this list and build from there. Your future self (and your grades) will thank you!

Got any go-to student-friendly recipes? Drop them in the comments! 🍎

[hermanunworthy]

hero hcs bc she deserves some rad facts of her own

- heros fave original anime (as in not a disney remake) is saiki k. she relates to saiki bc she too wishes to be an ordinary person w/o any special powers or destiny. saiki was also her trans awakening bc during middle school she read the manga and when saiki was able to just decide to switch genders she was like "why dont i just do that??"

- hero barely gets acne. shes actually been blessed w pretty good skin. but as soon as normal started getting acne, she subconsciously started developing a skin picking disorder out of anxiety thats left her skin looking just as bad as his (however she gets worried whenever normal takes too long in the bathroom and always tries to stop him whenever he starts to pick at his own skin)

- hero met erica and margarita through taylor and decided to introduce them to anime during the two months where margaritas dad was too busy watching anime w taylors friends so she could spite him. turns out she really really likes both these girls now. and they really really like anime (and hero too) now

- hero loves to accessorize. she particularly loves to collect hairclips and chewelry necklaces. shes also the one who taught normal how to make kandi

- hero is a decent driver but an awful parker. u can always tell which car is hers bc it will be super embarrassingly crooked. normal usually has to really squeeze in between cars when he gets out from the passenger seat

- hero is a big fan of funny novelty t-shirts. whenever shes not wearing something fandom specific u can bet that shell be wearing a shirt w some stupid text on it that she clearly bought on impulse

- hero likes to spend her tip money on little treats after every work day. sometimes even non vegan stuff bc she thinks she deserves a break every now and then (which is quite often for her). she always just lies and says work ran late

- hero actually prefers frozen yogurt over ice cream but would never admit that to her family. shell get ice cream when hanging out w others but takes herself out to froyo

- hero considers hermie one of The Girls and also treats her like a little sister (i mean they are siblings in law). sometimes she invites them to girls night or other things when hermie gets left out and gives him advice about her brother

- hero is a top student at her school and practically runs the stem program there (she wants to major in astronomy when she goes to college). she has the potential to be super good at pe too but purposefully doesnt put in her full effort so she can at least appear average at that

- hero chooses guys to have crushes on. she just picks whatever weird guy she comes across and then writes self insert fanfics about them. she might be a lesbian but doesnt even realize that (just give her time shes having fun for now)

- hero is actually a very talented writer but unfortunately she wastes her potential on the stupidest most obscure fandoms. she makes fun of normal for what he writes about but she is not much better than him

- hero swears that as soon as she gets her braces off, shes gonna be chewing bubblegum all the time. can u tell that shes very much an oral stimmer

- heros fave color is teal. her old worn out teal hoodie is one of her comfort items and she wears it most of the time

- heros glasses have been crooked since she got them and it annoys her all the time but she just hasnt gotten around to getting them fixed

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Elais (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Mother by Komos

Auntie E by Pandaisia

Ms. Slick by Dione

Age- 42 (immortal)

Location- Corinth, Olympius

Personality-She has a taste for the finer things in life with a deep love of art, traveling, and beings. There's a sophisticated touch to her cleverness & persuasion- in business and in everyday life. She's currently dating.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess. As the goddess of oil her other powers/abilities include oleokinesis (oil generation/manipulation), limited alcokinesis (lesser than the extent of her younger sister), being able to turn berries into olives, napalm manipulation (pyro-oleumkinesis), having an innate sense of finding spots where oil happens to be the richest, and gasoline manipulation (venzínikinesis).

Elais is a member of The Oenotropae. Her younger sisters are the other members- Oeno (goddess of berries & wine) and Spermo (goddess of grains). Other members of her immediate family includes her son Komos (god of revelry), her niece Pandaisia (goddess of banquets), as well as her ex-husband Agathodaemon (Daemon) (god of vineyards, grainfields, & luck).

Her primary residence is her mansion in the state of Corinth. The inside is very sleek and modern with the color scheme being dark green, brown, cream, nude, & black. Many modern art paintings and pieces decorate the walls while the flooring is a streakless marble with jade gold accents. There are stone & marble finishes in her bathroom with glass shower doors. She loves the shower system- one of the most expensive at 14,000 drachmas! The Rainmaker shower comes with a touch screen panel that can slect the rain curtain, head & body sprays, mist spray, colored UV light, and even a fragrance mist. The showerhead nozzles are also self-cleaning. There's a seperate bathtub too.

Elais generally gets around in her chic jade green electric sports car. When traveling out of state, she travels by private plane (her boyfriend's) or by ferry.

Her & her sisters are natives of Delos. They visit their homeland annually where they stay at the vacation beach house they equally own.

For breakfast Elais will typically eat a green breakfast bowl- which has cauliflower rice, green onions & chives, a fried egg, sliced avocado, kale, & a bit of freshly squeezed lime juice. She'll also eat a bowl of Earthly Harvest raisin crunch cereal, avocado toast, a green smoothie bowl (made with frozen mango & pineapples, yogurt, coconut water, spinach, and mint) that's topped with sliced kiwi, unsweetened coconut flakes, & chia seeds, or a healthy breakfast burrito- made with scrambled egg whites, turkey sausage, sliced avocado, and spinach.

She's fluent in Minoan.

To start off her day properly, she'll enjoy a relaxing bubble bath with a few drops of rose oil added to the bathwater.

Elais also uses rose oil on her face & body instead of lotion.

When the Titanomachy reached it's height of absolute danger, her and her sisters imposed a period of exile on themselves, seeking refuge & safety in the Underwater realm.

Elais wears her straight shoulder length dark burgundy brown hair sleek and straight. She's also fond of the "wet hair" look style- by mixing the Glory's Crown olive oil curling glaze & pomemade then applying the ambrosia honey shine serum to finish off the look.

She loves her sisters, feeling a bit more maternal towards her baby sis Spermo- always calling & texting to check up. Elais, at times, relates more to Oeno considering that they both went through a divorce. The sisters all have matching bracelets that they wear often- a 24K gold chain with three connecting gemstones that represent each of them. A rhodolite garnet gemstone represents Oeno, a peridot gemstone represents Elais, while a pale yellow sapphire gemstone represents Spermo.

A go-to drink for her is a glass of white wine. She also likes champagne, rosé wine, classic martines, grape juice, coconut water, olive juice, iced tea, grape cola, manhattans, pomegranate juice, & cubatas. A usual from The Roasted Bean is a large mint tea latte.

Her favorite snack are tortilla chips with guacamole dip. She also loves dill pickle gourmet popcorn.

Elais hasn't been close to her son since his induction ceremony. She understands that Komos need to find himself and experience independence, so she tries not to hover too much. Even if Komos doesn't reply to her texts, she feels the tiniest bit of comfort knowing that he reads them.

Her favorite frozen treat is green grape sorbet. She always gets an olympian sized cup at The Frozen Spoon.

Elais owns three businesses. There's the cooking oil brand Kitchen Alchemy. Cooking oils like olive, canola, vegetable, avocado, sunflower, peanut, grapeseed, & many others are made and bottled to be sent out to grocery stores & supermarkets throughout Olympius to be sold. Cooking sprays are also made and sold. There's also the oil refinery company Solaris Petroleum as well as the body oil brand named NECTAR. Her personal favorite from the brand is the rose petal body oil. NECTAR has an official website and Elais has struck up a new distribution deal with Philyra (goddess of perfume, paper, & beauty) for her body oils to be sold in nationwide Olmorfia stores.

Guilty pleasures for her include the green poke bowl from The Ocean Roll, an Olympian burger with extra pickles from Olympic Chef, and a slice of black olive pizza.

In the pantheon Elais is friends with Damia (goddess of naturalness), Aegle (goddess of good health), Ichnaea (goddess of tracking), Pherusa (goddess of substance & farm estates), Amphictyonis (Amy) (goddess of diplomacy), Hestia (goddess of the hearth), Anchiale (Titaness of fire), Apheleia (goddess of simplicity), Nymphe (goddess of self-care), Anatole (goddess of sunrise), The Nesoi, Hesperis (goddess of the evening & sunset), Demeter (goddess of the harvest & agriculture), Nárkosi (goddess of sedation), Theia (Titaness of sight & heavenly light), Kéfi (goddess of mirth), Eunostos (goddess of the flour mill), and Promylaia.

She's still friendly with her former brother-in-law Záchari (god of confectionery).

Her all time favorite dessert is the karithopita from Hollyhock's Bakery.

Elais has no bad feelings towards her ex. She's aware of his girlfriend Panigýri (goddess of festivals). They even met briefly.

At her most recent birthday she was gifted with the Diamond Ave. martini glass jeweled clutch from Kéfi. It's usually Elais' accessory on a night out.

Her and Anchiale are currently taking ballroom dance classes together! Afterwards, they'll stop at her place for a glass of wine.

She goes to the annual olive festival in Athens every year!

Elais once went to the Olympian Gala, where the theme for the event was Zíto i Athína! She wore a floor length olive green satin off-the-shoulder gown from Luxuria. Her hair was styled in an elegant low chignon. She completed the look with metallic silver satin pumps, a headpiece from a mortal fashion designer Melina Menounos (a headband topped with a solid gold dove that has an oilve wreath in its mouth), and a 24K gold floating peridot & diamond ring from Euryphaessa that she wore on her pointer finger. The ring alone was 17,000 drachmas. Elais said that her look was inspired by Athena (goddess of wisdom).

As for her dating life Elais is currently dating an oil tycoon, a cyclops named Aimilios. They initially met at as a business deal near the Prinos oil field, located in the northern Aegean Sea. They both wanted rights to the area to develop it for their respective companies. She was immediately put off by his arrogant & overbearing personality, but Elais also found his tenacity strangely appealing. When they found themselves at the same restaurant in Lemnos, they both shared a drink. She found him to be stiff, humorless, and very sexy. They ended up hooking up that same night. Most days Elais can't stand to be in the same room as him and finds how Aimilios tries to control everything to be annoying. She does love how he takes control in the bedroom and tells her what to do. It drives Elais crazy!

Her all time favorite meal is oxtails with rice and peas. She loves when the meat falls off the bone.

In her free time Elais enjoys surfing, tennis, swimming, golf, sunbathing, cooking, dancing, going to art galleries, going to museums, shopping, going to the cinema, reading, oil painting, and spending time with friends & family.

"The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean."

[smoothiediet4]

The Ultimate Guide to a Smoothie Diet: Benefits, Recipes, and Tips

Smoothies have taken the health and wellness world by storm, offering a convenient and delicious way to pack a nutritional punch. Whether you're looking to lose weight, boost your energy, or simply incorporate more fruits and vegetables into your diet, a smoothie diet can be an excellent choice. In this article, we'll explore the benefits of a smoothie diet, provide some delicious recipes, and share tips for success. JOIN THE SMOOTHIE DIET21-DAY PROGRAM

What is a Smoothie Diet?

A smoothie diet involves replacing one or more meals with nutrient-dense smoothies. These smoothies typically contain a blend of fruits, vegetables, proteins, and healthy fats. The goal is to consume a balanced mix of macronutrients and micronutrients in an easily digestible form.

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Benefits of a Smoothie Diet

1. Weight Loss: Smoothies can help with weight loss by reducing calorie intake while still providing essential nutrients. They are often lower in calories than traditional meals and can keep you feeling full and satisfied.

2. Improved Digestion: The fiber content in smoothies aids in digestion and promotes a healthy gut. Blending fruits and vegetables makes their nutrients more accessible, allowing for better absorption.

3. Increased Energy: Starting your day with a smoothie can give you an energy boost. The natural sugars in fruits provide quick energy, while the fiber and protein offer sustained energy throughout the day.

4. Detoxification: Smoothies made with leafy greens and detoxifying ingredients like ginger and lemon can help cleanse your body of toxins and improve overall health.

5. Convenience: Smoothies are quick and easy to prepare, making them a perfect option for busy mornings or on-the-go meals.

Essential Ingredients for a Healthy Smoothie

To ensure your smoothie is both delicious and nutritious, include the following ingredients:

- Fruits: Berries, bananas, mangoes, apples, and pineapples add natural sweetness and essential vitamins.

- Vegetables: Spinach, kale, cucumbers, and carrots are excellent for adding fiber and nutrients without altering the taste significantly.

- Protein: Greek yogurt, protein powder, tofu, or nut butter can help keep you full and support muscle growth.

- Healthy Fats: Avocado, chia seeds, flaxseeds, and coconut oil provide essential fatty acids and promote satiety.

- Liquids: Water, almond milk, coconut water, or green tea can help achieve the desired consistency without adding too many calories.

Delicious Smoothie Recipes

1. Green Detox Smoothie

- 1 cup spinach

- 1 cup kale

- 1 banana

- 1/2 apple

- 1/2 cucumber

- 1 tablespoon chia seeds

- 1 cup water or coconut water

2. Berry Protein Smoothie

- 1 cup mixed berries (strawberries, blueberries, raspberries)

- 1 banana

- 1/2 cup Greek yogurt

- 1 scoop protein powder

- 1 cup almond milk

3. Tropical Mango Smoothie

- 1 cup frozen mango chunks

- 1/2 banana

- 1/2 cup pineapple juice

- 1/2 cup coconut milk

- 1 tablespoon flaxseeds

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Tips for Success on a Smoothie Diet

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1. Plan Ahead: Prepare your ingredients the night before to save time in the morning. You can even pre-portion smoothie packs and store them in the freezer.

2. Balance Your Smoothies: Ensure your smoothies have a good balance of carbohydrates, protein, and fats to keep you full and energized.

3. Listen to Your Body: Pay attention to how your body responds to the smoothie diet. If you feel hungry or fatigued, adjust your recipes to include more protein or healthy fats.

4. Stay Hydrated: Drink plenty of water throughout the day to stay hydrated and support digestion.

5. Gradual Transition: If you're new to a smoothie diet, start by replacing one meal a day with a smoothie and gradually increase the frequency.

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Conclusion

A smoothie diet can be a delicious and effective way to improve your health, lose weight, and boost your energy levels. By incorporating a variety of fruits, vegetables, proteins, and healthy fats, you can create satisfying and nutrient-dense meals that support your overall well-being. Remember to plan ahead, listen to your body, and enjoy the journey towards a healthier you.

By following these tips and trying out the provided recipes, you'll be well on your way to reaping the benefits of a smoothie diet. Don't forget to share your favorite smoothie recipes and experiences in the comment section and JOIN THE SMOOTHIE DIET 21-DAY PROGRAM!

[unhingedwomandiaries]

Christ on a bike, someone at work's asked me for dating advice again. Me! The walking disaster zone of romantic mishaps. They're like "Would you enjoy going for drinks?" which is about as useful to me as x's dietary advice. I don't even drink, you muppet. Actually, thinking about it, I can't remember a single proper pub date in my colorful catastrophe of a dating history.

Let me take you on this magical mystery tour of dating disasters, shall we? First up, we've got teenage me, absolutely cocking it up by inviting my best friend along as a third wheel while my dad's grilling burgers. Because nothing says romance like your mate watching some twat try to assault you in the woods. Best bit? Said "friend" then started dating him. Because apparently that's what passes for friendship these days.

Then there's the long-distance legend, splitting time between France and Toronto like some discount jet-setter. First date? Twelve hours of RuneScape over Skype. Proper Romeo and Juliet stuff, that.

Oh, and let's not forget the famous one - underage drinking through New York like proper delinquents before I snuck him through my bedroom window like some budget Shakespeare play. Mom nearly called the cops on him - turns out future millionaires can still smell like they've been dumpster diving.

The highlights reel continues: Olive Garden guy who thought breadsticks were the height of romance (though the mountain hike after wasn't half bad), Waterbed Wonder who introduced me to his parents on date one (nothing weird about that), and the Atari heir who wooed me with frozen yogurt and vintage video games.

Then there's the Polish bodybuilder - absolute weapon who thought "no" meant "please maul me during Denzel Washington" and left me walking home with more spots than a leopard. My ex's response? I "deserved it" for dating after we broke up, while he was already planning his wedding. Because that makes perfect fucking sense.

The parade of peculiarity marches on: Jeff Beck concert guy (too busy watching guitar solos to actually date), Blanket Fort Builder (How To Train Your Dragon marathon, because why not), the absolute madman who took me - a Yankees fan - to Fenway Park (some people just want to watch the world burn), Thrift Shop Romeo (making us both look like charity shop explosions), and Car Track Guy (bless his autistic heart).

We've got the European backpacker who knew a girl needed pancakes, Mr. London Eye-Hot-Tub-Boat (subtle), World Cup Tickets (showing off much?), Boat Pancake Man (bit of a theme developing here), Lord of the Rings and Hot Chocolate guy (actually quite sweet that one), and the Leukemia Liar who probably catfished half of Sussex.

Finally landed on my husband - proper Lord of the Rings final film date. Because apparently that's my type: nerdy film buffs who don't try to assault me in the woods.

So no, Head of R&D, I won't be recommending pub dates anytime soon. Unless you're looking to recreate scenes from a dating horror story, in which case, fill your boots.