#the only downside is you can't really eat it as a meal

[random2908]

My favorite food is pain au chocolat. I don’t even feel like I need to explain it. It is so obviously and manifestly a perfect food.

[icarusredwings]

I dont CARE that it's November 9th and "Halloweens over" ITS MY BIRTHDAY MONTH ILL POST IF I WANT TOO

Anyway.

Thinking about apocolpse au.

Wade getting bitten by a zombie, Logan freaking out, Wade dying, and him coming back (Again)

"Didn't you just die?? I literally fucking burried you!!"

And wades like:

"Of course. Man, God REALLY hates you dosn't he?"

And he's bassically the same person except just saying, "Rahhah har ran re" (translation: I think the devil doesn't want me either)

"What?? Oh for fucks sake... tell me you're kidding.."

"Rah?" 🤔

"Great so now you stink more and you can't talk. Fucking lovely."

"Mmmmh..." 🥺 (would you still love me if I was a zombie?)

"*sighs, blushes and grumbles how insane this is and how much of a bad idea this is* Fine! Come on...."

"Raah!!" 😄

And sometimes his limbs fall off because I think it would be funny if you just saw him stop, turn around, pick up his arm and shove it back into place like a dislocated shoulder. (Marvel Magic)

But its very obvious that Wade is still consious and so logan leads him around, puts a leash on him, ties him up when he goes to sleep the first few nights so wade dosn't eat him, sometimes luring him with a piece of his thigh or telling him he'll feed him soon to make him behave.

The only thing about this resource wise is that it seems Wade is a bottomless pit, not ever able to get enough. It's like all the nutrients just pass right through him, so he can't get fed meals daily, but Logan will share at least one bite of his food. It makes Wade so happy and way more "wade like" than zombie.

Logan has learned that the hungrier Wade gets the worse it would be, snapping at logan a few times.

"Grr-"

"Aye! That's enough outta ya"

"GggRah!"

"Hey!! I said no! Bad! Bad wade!"

"Mmmh??"

"Bad!!"

"Mmh....rahah.."

"I forgive you. But stop trying to bite me. I feed you, don't I? I hold your hand and tell you that I love you?"

Wade is actually extremely friendly for a zombie (duh) and still yaps at logan except its nonsense. Logan tries hard to understand him and talk back.

He holds his hand sometimes, even lays next to him only to scold him if he gets too bitey. This is hard because wade already had a biting issue and seeing as he practically ate anything or anybody now it was more difficult.

"...aahh-"

"Wade- No."

"Ggr.. raahh"

"Wade! No! Bad."

"Mmmh..."

"Ill feed you tomarrow. Don't bite me mkay? You wanna hurt me?"

He shakes his head like a dog shaking off from a bath, or that ate a bee.

"Then don't bite me."

"Mmh? Mrah?"

"No. No kisses right now. Im still not even sure if thats safe.."

"Mmmh...🥺 ahrrah?"

"No, not even a tiny one."

"Mm...😔"

Until Logan grunts and pecks his hand. "There. Happy?"

"🙂‍↕️mh"

"Good."

Honestly Logan felt bad, pitited him. No matter what food he ate it wasnt enough substance to sustain him and sometimes Logan would wake up to find him eating a different zombie that made the mistake of trying to eat Logan.

You ever wake up in the morning, lose your zombie boyfriend, call for him only to walk outside and see him knawing on some poor chaps arm like a happy puppy who found a chicken leg? Logan has. Many times. And he wishes his phone would charge so he could take a picture of it but unfortunately theres no electricity in the post apocalypse world.

This being said Logan is like- THE perfect guy for apocalypse au because he can smell everything and hear anyone before they even get to you, he has better wilderness survival skills then anyone I know and he'll never NOT have a weapon on him because of his claws. The only downside is that he's tired easily, needs a lot of food, and would lowkey be withdrawing from his tabccao and alchool, therefore very moody.

"Stupid fucking apocalypse having to happen when im fucking alive!! Why can't I just NOT live through ONE major historical event! Is that too fucking much to ask? One damn decade where everything is fine and dandy and- WADE! Get your ass away from that!! It's radioactive!! For fucks sake!"

"Rahahrah?"

"NO!! You can not become Spiderman! That's not how that works!"

"Aawr..😔"

The whole thing is they're on a quest to find Laura and Gabby, because when everything went to shit, they were on a cabin trip and now Logans brain is itching because he dosn't know where his babies are and its driving him insane. Once he finds them, they're gonna shack up somewhere with food and animals to hunt, and hes gonna make a little shed outside for Wade to sleep because he'll kill him if he bites one of the girls.

He dosnt care that much about himself really and he hates himself deep down for not being able to trust wade anymore but even wade dosnt trust wade, sometimes wandering off on purpose, staying about 30 feet away from him at all times, growling and giving Logan that glazed over look of unconsiousness. The only good thing about this, though, is after he removes himself from the idea of hurting Logan (because if logaj were to become infected - HA! Your all fucked. Utterly fucked. The whole humanoid species would go extinct because he'd kill anything that moved) he feels more trusting of him and it's not uncommon for them to hug after either. Afterall Wade- Some how???- is still wade and is very affectionate and sensitive when its not returned.

This whole thing also makes him think worse about himself, kicking reflective objects or staring at himself in a shop window in utter shock and disgust with a face of 'thats me..?' While logans raiding the place for supplies.

Did you know zombies can cry? Well, Wade could. Not a lot, only able to get a bit of liquid from dehydration, but sometimes Logan will catch him just... sitting there.. crying. Upset with himself for being bit. Upset with himself for trying to bite logan all the time. Upset at how ugly he is. Upset that he's starving all the time. Upset that he can't even talk to anyone, and Logan just has to guess what he's saying 90% of the time. Bro is literally

When they DO find Laura and Gabby, the girls are doing great. Laura was going to blow wades head off until Gabby ran in the shot, hugging him instantly, only to be ripped away.

"Of course my dad is the weirdo married to a zombie." Laura grunts, but is secrelty happy that wade is still 'alive'

Gabby, being as young as she is, thinks it's so SICK that her dad is a zombie now, giggling when he talks to her and holding his hand. She's not allowed near him for long, and not at all by herself, but Gabby bassically becomes Wades number one supporter, defending him when he messes up and snaps at laura.

"He's just hungry!! He's not bad! It's not bad to be hungry!" She'll say. "You wouldn't kill me if I was hungry.." she tells her bigger, more survival oriented sister whos suggested putting wade out of his misery, for his own sake. "I tried that... he found me again 3 days later." Logan tells her with a pang in his chest. It had taken everything in him to kill him the first time, and sobbed himself to sleep the next 2 days. By the third when he noticed Wade following him from a distance he couldn't believe it.

Not even the apocalypse could keep them away from each other..

[pedge-stuff]

Fic request: Pedro or reader has an intense panic attack in a public. Reader has to talk him through it and calm him down enough so they can leave the event. Holding each other in bed.

clean up, aisle 4 (pedro pascal x gn/m!reader)

a/n: same vague universe as “marked," per usual.

thanks, as always, for everything.

summary: sometimes, you deal with the downsides.

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"I feel like we tried this and didn't like it."

Pedro inspects the back label on the box— some kinda chickpea flour protein pasta 'alternative' that came less-than-highly recommended by his personal trainer— before re-shelving it alongside the other sad, fake noodles.

The grocery store has become a little bit of a minefield. Gladiator 2 prep was exciting, until the rigorous hours in the gym started requiring a specialized diet. He can't eat carbs, you don't eat meat, both of you love frozen pizza, and neither of you really want to participate in the whole classic disordered Hollywood eating thing. And yet, here you are.

Home-cooked meals have consisted mostly of roasted vegetables and dry, baked proteins. You're attempting to eat "clean" in solidarity with him, but...

"We don't need pasta," Pedro laments, turning away from the shelving altogether. "What's left?"

You pull the notes-app list back up. "Whatever kind of frozen fruit you want for smoothies, plus pitted dates. I'd love those wasabi almonds from last month, but I dunno if they have them again. We could get Skinny Pop, if you want it?"

A grimace. "That's fine."

"We don't have to get it, Pedge."

"It's fine, really. We need something for the movie tonight, right?"

His shoulders slump as he pushes the cart onwards. The back right wheel is making a little squeaking sound, sharp and grating on your last damn nerve. This grocery store feels more and more like a minefield with every aisle turn. The balance between supporting Pedro in his training, and wanting him to just say fuck it and be happy, feels entirely precarious.

"Almonds," Pedro mutters, veering right, around an obnoxiously large Goldfish display and the toddler sobbing loudly in front of it. An obstacle course of bright lights and loud sounds. "Almonds, almonds—"

"Ohmygod, Pedro Pascal."

Immediately, no. Two college-aged, tri delta-looking, fresh-from-the-salon type girls, grinning like they'd won the damn lottery. Fans— no one he actually knows says "Pay-drow."

The wheel squeaks again as they grind to a forceful halt; the girls are standing directly in the path of the cart.

"Should we ask for a picture?" They speak at full volume, to each other, as if he isn't standing right in front of them.

"We have to, for the gram. Oh my god."

"Maybe Deuxmoi will pick it up."

Pedro grimaces as they start rummaging for their phones. He's always generous with his time— sometimes a little too generous, so concerned with hurting peoples' feelings that he'll take selfies through the drive-thru window, or walking the dogs. Even one memorable time, pumping gas.

Only at night, lights off, tucked away, does he ever confess his frustrations. As though he should not want privacy; as though being grateful was more important than being safe. Guilt eats him in ways that you alone cannot heal. All you can do is hold him a little tighter.

A phone is thrust towards you. "Can you take a picture of us?"

Before either of you can react, one girl has her arm over Pedro's shoulder. The other, on his waist. He's never been one to shy away from affection— had been pushing the cart single-handedly, with the other on the small of your back, since the dairy section— but that intimacy does not extend to strangers.

They are laughing, chattering— something about Game of Thrones. You distinctly make out so sexy and slay.

But you hardly register them, instead frowning at your partner as you snap a couple pics without looking. He is frozen, eyes fixed somewhere past you, though he offers a wan smile for the camera. Answers a question you can't hear with a half-hearted laugh, before gesturing to the next aisle. A polite gesture, too far from the fuck off on the tip of your tongue.

Pedro attempts to move away, but the girl's arm is still snaked around his waist. Trapped. She reaches to wrap the other around, attempting to encircle him in a teddy bear-style hug. This, here, is the limit.

With a rough, jerky motion, he forces her off of him. "Sorry, sorry," he says quickly. "We need to go."

"But—"

If you push the cart, and it happens to roll over a perfectly manicured foot, well...

Pedro is a few paces ahead of you, stalking towards the almonds like they owe him a grave debt. His fists clench and unclench at his side.

Not good.

His tells for a panic attack are well-catalogued in your brain. You push the cart to one side, mouthing an apology to the man you almost plow down, before approaching Pedro with caution. His chest heaves as he frowns at the Blue Diamond display, breaths noticeably shallow.

"Pedro." Fighting muscle memory, you don't touch him. Don't want to startle him, though concern burns a hole in your own diaphragm.

"Mm."

"Baby, look at me."

His eyes squeeze shut, instead. "I'm good. I'm good."

"Why don't you go to the car, I'll finish up quick."

"I'm good," he insists, voice cracking.

"It's OK if you're not good."

A hitch in his breath, and Pedro's face crumbles. "Just startled me, is all," he whispers, brown eyes pooling remorsefully. "So stupid. Can't even make it through the fucking supermarket to get my fucking fruits and veggies."

You reach for his hand, lithe fingers prying his clench fist apart. Soothe the red-crescent divots in his palm with the pad of your thumb. Wait for him to continue, as if you're not both standing in the middle of the nuts-candy-and-coffee section.

"Everything is just a lot right now," Pedro says, dragging in a shaky but deeper inhale. His other hand swipes across his cheek.

Mentally, you catalogue how difficult it would be to return the items in your cart; how fast you could retrace your steps, and rush the man home.

You bring his palm to your lips, instead. "Go take a smoke," you suggest. "And then we can get the fuck outta here."

"Someone's gonna post it online again. Everyone's talking about how I reek of cigarettes."

"You have reeked of cigarettes as long as I've known you. They are late to this." Tugging playfully on the hand you still hold, you wait for him to crack the barest, thinest of smiles.

"You still love me, though."

"Enough to fight off anyone else who tries to dry-hump you in this Whole Foods."

Slowly, you both retreat to the abandoned cart. "Can we—" Pedro stops himself, unsure of how to ask.

"Whatever it is, babe, yes."

He pushes forward. "What if I was asking if we could get naked right now and run through the supermarket parking lot so people would think we were crazy and leave us alone forever?"

"Then I'd start untying my shoes. It'd be hard to pull my jeans over 'em."

The wasabi almonds are, finally, pulled from the shelf. You proceed to the freezers. "That's not what I was gonna ask," he admits, grabbing a bag of chunked mango.

"Bummer."

"Can we just get some normal fucking popcorn? If one night's worth of fake butter is what does me in, someone else can be the Gladiator, I give up."

For him? Anything.

[heartfullofleeches]

Squish

Yan Slime God hcs/blurb

One botched resurrection and a couple - hundred liters of human blood lead to the creation of the slime I introduce to you today. Squish is a rather aloof; mischievous entity. It loves tricks, and driving people mad all the same While retaining the collective thoughts of those its consumed - Squish has yet to grasp the reality humans may not like having their blood drained out of all their orifices to further its growth or find blood in their pipes amusing. Squish considers these folks a drag - but the screams of the last human who found blood raining from the pipes in their shower were oddly... cute. Wonder who that could be?

• Squish can - and will be any one or thing for you. If you like cats, the slime will sport ears and a tail - and catch dead birds for you. A key thing to note about them is that they have a human skull floating around in their gel to stabilize a human form. Squish also can "possess" others through their bloodstream or entering their body after death. The downside with the latter is the corpse still rots and at a faster rate than normal. If there is someone you hold dear enough, Squish will execute and wear their skin until their blood completely rots before swapping its previous skull with theirs. It sees no difference between the feelings you harbored for them now that they're apart of it - so you should love them just the same.

• In the presence of others - Squish must be blinded at all times. The entity it originates from was a vile, bloodthirsty tyrant and Squish still carries that same lust which can be nullified if it cannot see. Squish does not make its presence known until it is worked into every nerve it possesses that it will not harm you - don't stop them from biting the soul out of your thighs when you don't give it the attention it craves. To combat its violent tendencies in regards to you, it taped a photo of you to its eyes and willed their restraint into existence.

"Dummy - do not turn this human into soup. Do not drain them of every drop of their precious blood even though it'd probably be really, really good. You are stronger than your urges, you are supreme, you... really want to bite them while they're sleeping."

• While being their darling - you are not immune to their tricks. If anything - they're amplified when it comes to you. We're talking blood leaking from the ceilings, swallowing your keys when you try to leave without their permission, leaving their skull in plain sight so when you notice the odd decor it can lick and/or bite you when you pick it up to inspect. Squish loves getting a rise out of people and your reactions are ones to treasure.

• An excellent hunter - cook not so much. Considering how easy it is to grind humans into paste, Squish realizes they need to care for you and one of the best ways to them is providing you with meat as it may benefit them as well. Squish will hunt deers in the woods and drag the bodies back, wearing the skull of its catch - or break into local markets and rob the delis. It both drains the meat of its blood and infuses it with their own as it figures the nutrients from it will keep you healthy- only downside is they try to get you to eat it raw for a while until you drill it into their bed that humans can't eat uncooked meat. They pout about it - but eventually let you use their catches in proper meals

• Makes articles for you to wear out of its blood - or just slaps a bloody hand print on your shirt and says consider it a new fashion statement. If you want to leave without them - you'll have to do it on their terms and this way they can still track you. A bracelet/necklace or earrings are its preferred choices. The problem with this is your bracelet growing spikes if you shaking someone's hand or your necklace nearly choking you out as it tries to tug you away from crowds

• A cuddler/very touchy. Loves the feel of your skin. Very soft, very bitable. I would assume most wouldn't be too sound with the idea of a blanket made of blood slime - but you'll have to get used to it with them. They'll settle on a cute teddy bear with an unsettling skull for a face if that makes you feel any better.

[cannibalchan]

low cal instant noodle brands

Ranked by my PERSONAL PREFERENCE

RECIPE FOR UNDER 400 CAL PAD THAI BELOW!

6. Squiggly Knife Cut Noodles - Trader Joes

Ok, this is biased because i am not a big fan of rice noodles because they're just slimy and it feels like eating a really long booger. But, if rice noodles are your thing- go ahead. These noodles are very mild and I had to add Sriracha to give it some kick but I still didn't like them. But, at 310 cals a pack and it was just ok, and trader Joe's is not cheap. I wouldn't recommend.

5. Instant Beef Pho - Snapdragon

These noodles are really yummy! They come w/3 flavor packets, though, they are a little bland. I usually mix in some sirarcha and a little bit of hoisin for some extra flavor. The noodles are very light and so is the broth! (These don't even compare to real Vietnamese pho so don't give your hopes up.) At only 220 cals per bowl, it's a very filling and yummy meal. (veggie/chicken ones may have less, but I've only ever eaten the beef ones) The only downside is that they STINK.

4. Shin Ramen Light - Shin Ramen ig idfk

A CLASSIC! Shin Ramen Light has no huge differences from regular Shin Ramen and less sodium. At 330 cals (regular ramen is 550 CALS PER PACK!!!), it's a great replacement for those spicy ramen cravings you can't kick.

3. Tingly Chili Noodles - Momofuku

RECIPE FOR PAD THAI!!!

These noodles are so so so yummy, they burn so good. When I tried these noodles, I knew it was missing something so here is a free recipe for some yummy, super easy Pad Thai noodles :]

Noodle pack - 330 cals

1/2 tbsp PB - 45 cals (depends on what PB you use)

1/2 tbsp hoisin sauce - 18 cals

Cook the noodles as instructed, keep about a 1/4 a cup of the noodle water after your done cooking. Add the chili, hoisin, and PB to the bowl, and mix well until it becomes thick. Top with green onions and crushed up peanuts and enjoy.

TOTAL CALS = 393 (under 400 cal Pad Thai!!! I'm a genius ik)

2. Tofu Shitaki Ramen - House Foods

At only 100 cals, it is totally worth it. Alongside the fact it's very low in sodium, the broth is very yummy and the noodles are very soft. And you can add boiled eggs, Sriracha, greens, and sides to give you a yummy and fulfilling meal under 200 cals that will keep you full for a long time!!!

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I hope you guys like this :3 lmk if you have any other cravings cuz I write low cal recipes for all kinds of stuffz, and thank @angelonempty for the idea! Lmk if you guys try any of these and if you like them. Stay safe angels <3

[dandyleyen]

Dungeon Meshi - My Thoughts (Ch1-10)

Each section gets written out as I am reading. Keep in mind that I have finished episodes 1-12 of Cooking in Dungeon and that I have read chapters 27-31 (excluding 28.5)

Chapter 1.

I assume we’ll get info in this later on but I wonder why the country was sealed away in the first place.

“I bestow my entire kingdom upon the one who defeats the magician." - The King (presumably) I know that the anime does get into this a bit more as we go on and that a new king (or queen ?) would be crowned eventually but I wonder why it is that the king (if he is who he says he is) wants to allow his kingdom to be given away. Curious.

Side note, but I adore Laios talking about the dungeon ecosystem and food chain. Would love to seen an in-depth trophic web with different ecosystems of the dungeon. You could also include the factors that aren’t natural to the ecosystem, so like,,, the various races that go into the dungeon and how they effect the environment around them with adventuring and other things. I wonder if there are any concept maps made already for this type of thing. We’re seeing a basic food chain but I want it in depth !!

Laios is very cute, send tweet !

Chapter 2.

I do find it very sweet that Laios is asking Marcille if she wants anything specific to eat.

Laios is such a little weirdo. God, I love him. This was also the first occasion of me wanting to try one of the foods they made. The tart looks really good and I'm currently regretting reading this before dinner :|

Chapter 3.

I had it in my mind that chimeras were like a very specific animal combo, but hearing Laios calling the basilisk a chimera put that into perspective for me. Like,, yeah no that makes sense. Interesting.

Chapter 4.

Marcille and Falin on the front page :( Guys.

The episode for this was a rough watch for me because of how Marcille was getting treated tbh, and it's similar now while reading but I did feel more with the show. I get the concerns that the party has, because they need to hurry (mind you, Laios literally holds them up down the line with the painting stuff in the other level), but implying she is already being a bit of a burden by saying she'll be "more of a burden" if she collapses is,,,, not Chilchuck's best moment.

"Not being useful to anyone makes me feel so lonely..." - Marcille I liked her already leading up to this but this was one of this things that got me to latch onto her so quickly. I do appreciate that Chilchuck did initially go to apologize for having called her a burden, and that Laios pointed out that everyone was useful in the team but with different strengths. Them :(

Chapter 5.

Chilchuck fighting for his life and trying not to get his shit rocked by the traps going off is incredibly funny and I feel for him. My neurotic little guy,,, love him.

Laios wanting to take the bones home is incredibly endearing. Me too, buddy, me too.

Chapter 6.

Touden siblings flashback !! I care about them so much, you guys.

Laios looks so dejected about not being able to eat living armor,,, what a freak /pos. He isn't wrong though, if you can beat it you can probably also eat it.

Chapter 7.

MARCILLE WEARING THE ARMOR IN THE FRONT PAGE ??? Oh my god . Christ. Not even a warning ? God. Oh my god. I'm kicking my feet and giggling, y'all she is so,, . Christ.

Love that Laios got to discover something that likely no one else knew about just because he was soo hell-bent on eating different monsters.

Downside: I couldn't rock with the meal in this chapter. Too... mollusk-y. Mollusks freak me out.

Chapter 7.5.

Ohhh this is everything to me. Monster biology !! We get to learn more about how monsters are seen and spoken about in-universe. I adore this. I can't remember if the anime shows any of this section, but I think it's an incredibly fun part of the world-building. It makes it feel real.

Chapter 8.

This is incredibly nitpicky but it's a little annoying when people use "symbiotic relationship" to ONLY mean a beneficial relationship on both ends. Chilchuck asks if the vegetables act as parasites to the golems and Senshi says that it's the opposite and then proceeds to call it a symbiotic relationship because they help one another. He's not entirely wrong, but symbiotic relationships include parasitism ! Mutualism (the relationship between the golems and the vegetables), commensalism, parasitism, and competition are all symbiotic relationships. Again, incredibly nitpicky but this always bothers me.

"It's a crime to tamper with magical creatures without permission" - Marcille Girl,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, don't even talk about crimes rn when you know damn well what you're getting up to in your free time*

On another note, I love how we learn more about Senshi's motivations in staying down there and all he does to protect the ecosystem functions.

Chapter 9.

One of the first signs, to my knowledge, that the dungeon is acting strange. The red dragon itself (himself ? herself ? theirself ?) is acting a bit strangely ! We learn earlier on that red dragons aren't very mobile and the characters assume (hope, really) it would be resting after such activity, but here we learn that it's on the move and showing up closer to the orcs. The orcs have pretty much been here the longest and even they see that as odd. Makes you wonder.

The baby orc ! What a cutie. I love that the kid is the one to suggest they share the meal and that Marcille tries to smooth the situation over. I like how fuzzy the orcs are. It caught me off guard in the anime but the fur is a neat touch.

Laios not really considering the possibility of defeating the mad sorcerer and becoming king. Pretty boys are often allergic to thinking.

ALSO, Laios talking about Falin always gets to me :(

Chapter 10.

Is it even necessary to tell y'all that I immediately latched onto Kabru ? I'm transmasc, ofc I latched onto him. Same with the anime. It was funny to get invested in him only to see him and his party immediately getting their shit rocked.

We're being told again that the dungeon has been acting strangely, which is not new info to us but it does help to build a case for it. Kabru points out that he's been told about the dungeon layout changing day-by-day* and the monsters becoming more aggressive.

Ah. Marcille essentially flash-banging the group (and the bugs) is incredibly relatable. I can't do bugs. I cannot and I will not. I know the meal looks incredibly pretty, but I physically would not be able to consume it knowing that it's just,,, bugs. I don't even eat lobster and shrimp due to how bug-like they are. It's bugs !

---- *Asterisks-marked comments are marked because they are points I know that become relevant down the line because I've either seen it already or read about it already. I will wait to get there in the chronology to speak more on it, but this is my way to point out some foreshadowing that I am aware of.

[walkawaytall]

If you’re up for it, tips/faves from your Disney visit?

Okay, so I'm not expert, but here are some observations from my Walt Disney World trip in no particular order:

First off, I can't speak to other food sensitivities, but I can't eat even a little bit of gluten without becoming ill in such a way that half of my trip would have been ruined, and I was able to eat pretty easily. Ordering quick service meals through the My Disney Experience app, it was usually pretty easy to tell what I could and couldn't have, and for the table service meals that we had, the staff was incredibly knowledgeable about what either was already gluten-free or could be made gluten-free. For anyone who doesn't have food sensitivities, I don't know how to explain how much of a relief this was. Food is always such a cumbersome thing for me in general, and it's even worse when traveling, so having people who clearly knew what they were talking about go over menus with me was really reassuring, and I didn't get sick at all! Foodwise, highlights include: the churros at the Nomad Lounge in Animal Kingdom, which are GF, the GF beignets at Scat Cat's Cafe in the Port Orleans - French Quarter resort, and the Citrus Swirl at Sunshine Tree Terrace in Magic Kingdom. Also, we ponied up the cash for the Be Our Guest dining experience at Magic Kingdom, where you get to eat in Beast's castle from Beauty and the Beast, and the food was excellent. It's not a cheap meal, but, honestly, I think a similar-quality meal outside of WDW would cost about the same. And, whoever our host was is truly living his best life, acting like he's a straight-up cartoon character and clearly enjoying every second of it.

We had someone with some mobility issues who needed to sit or stop walking frequently, and some lessons learned from that: first off, if you're looking at the parks in terms of the amount of public seating with shade, Magic Kingdom is the best for that, followed by Animal Kingdom, and EPCOT and Hollywood Studios are tied for the worst. EPCOT is just...so dang hot with all the cement, and HS...okay, Galaxy's Edge does at least have some shade, but they didn't install as many places to sit as they really could have, and Toy Story Land is almost entirely roasting in the sun. If either of those areas had had a bit more seating/shade, we probably would have spent longer in the park, but as it was, it was sort of a half-day park for us.

If you're staying at a resort on-site, staying at one of the ones that the skyliner hits is super convenient, and way less crowded than the buses. The skyliner only goes to two parks, but still...that's two fewer bus rides.

Because of the way Disney has set things up, if you have any interest in the more popular rides, it is almost imperative to pay for Genie+ and occasionally Individual Lightning Lane passes. It's stupid, and I hate it, but if you're trying to maximize your time there, it's necessary to avoid standing in line half the day.

On that note, though, don't be afraid to ride the "lame" rides. Two of my favorite rides were the PeopleMover and the Carousel of Progress -- both of which I never would have checked out had I not seen Jenny Nicholson's "Top 10 Lame Things To Do At Disney World" video, which I also highly suggest (I actually love all of Jenny's videos, and she has several good ones on theme park stuff. This is one of the shortest ones).

Also, because of the way Genie+ and the Lightning Lane passes work, sometimes it's really easy to get caught up in the game of scheduling the day, and just hopping from one ride to the next without lingering in the parks and checking out the different areas. This is, in my opinion, a huge downside to this system. The parks are all highly themed in various ways, and there are cool things to look at and be around nearly everywhere. If you're constantly rushing from attraction to attraction, you miss some of that. So, try to take some time to linger. It really is worth it to do so.

If you're going to all four parks over the course of several days, I highly suggest having a rest day in the middle of the trip where you don't go to a park if you can. We had originally planned our not-park day for the end of the week, but ended up swapping it around with the last park day because we were just exhausted.

Unless something seems in danger of selling out throughout the day, save buying souvenirs til the end of the day. Spending a bunch of mental energy trying to make sure you don't spill something on your cool new bag or lose your cute Chewbacca plush is silly when you can probably just run through whatever stores on your way out. Ask me how I know this.

Don't be afraid to really examine whether the juice is worth the squeeze. I had been told we had to ride this one ride at Hollywood Studios, and even though I seriously grabbed a Lightning Lane pass four minutes after they were released, our time wasn't until like 7pm. By like...4:30, we had more than exhausted what we wanted to do at the park, were grumpy, and dreading waiting around for another 2.5 hours just to ride a roller coaster...so we didn't. We probably could have gone to the hotel and then gone back to the park, but we were just tired and kind of over it at that point, so we left for the day. And, honestly, I do not think any roller coaster would have been worth getting increasingly grumpy and sunburned over the course of a couple hours. Maybe if it had been a ride we were really looking forward to, but this was one we didn't even know existed until someone told us we had to ride it. So...examine what's actually worth the time/energy to you and base your decisions around that instead of on what other people say is a must-ride, must-do thing.

[casimirt]

Dear Readers,

I've been a bit of a cryptid of late, hiding in the shadows and disappearing when anyone looks directly at me. I was always a shrinking violet but it's clear to me now why.

I've also been feeding off of the neighbourhood strays, and then claiming the meals left out for them also. I can't say I'm proud of this, or what I've become, but it beats having to cook or waste money on take-out.

Though, the main reason for this is because as the daylight becomes more and more unbearable I'm forced to retreat. Deeper and deeper into the woods and dark crevices of the world. Realistically I'm just frequenting late night bookshops and well-treed parks on the edge of town. Either way I don't get out much.

To be honest I had always sensed this would eventually be my fate. Ever since I was dubbed the shy child; coupled with my unnerving ability to predict things. Basically, I was a young person with a strong capacity for pattern recognition and hyper-vigilance.

But, regardless of knowing the root of my attributes, it didn't slow the march of time, and unrelenting descent into cryptid-dom. Sounds more dreadful than it is. Just a second puberty really, but with A LOT more hair.

Not really a downside in my opinion. Being odd and mildly off-putting is trending these days. Though, eating people's skittish and semi-feral pets leans a little too much on the unlikable side. I'll do better not to be seen from now on. Though the use of drones and camera door bells makes it hard.

I'd also like to note, while I can still hold a phone, that I was never one for the centre of attention anyway. So slinking on the outskirts and only being seen on occasion suits me fine. It's practically how I lived my life to date anyway.

Cryptid or not, I've... changed.

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All of that waffle is to say I've been in a bit of a weird mental mist and have had to focus on surviving instead of thriving. But I hope to make a comeback soon, and have the energy for more art and poetry!

I have a week off work soon, and I'm feeling optimistic. No need to worry.

I love you all dearly and if I owe you an answer to art or a collaborative piece, I will get there!

PS. Please continue to send asks and messages, they make me happy and help motivate me 💙

[tentaclesandbellies]

What was the inspiration behind your ocs?

Prepare yourself for a bit of a ramble, in advance.

I came up with Zeke first, and I wanted a character who I could 'throw into' different situations with lots of flexibility in that regard. In the same way his world got turned upside down by Cassandra capturing him and exposing him to the secret world around him, Zeke could be dropped into a sci-fi setting or meet up with canon characters from a show, etc etc.

That's the sort of top-down look at him, but Zeke as a character I wanted him to be this hapless, lovestruck twink who's obsessed with food and has a kink for being dominated that he absolutely refuses to acknowledge he has. His curse gives him a sort of pseudo-immortality so he could get roughed up a bit, fattened or inflated to improbable sizes and be able to withstand it.

He's still my favourite and deep down despite everything he's also just a very sweet and loving fool who loves all of his big monster friends... (and the ones he shouldn't love).

Saloma was very much a loving ode to my love for the myth about succubi and also my own unashamed fetish for Milfs and big monster mommies. She's the kind of lady who'll look after someone almost too much for their own good, making sure you're always a little too full each meal time, being very controlling because they want to keep you safe and fat and steadily plump up those she's looking after till they're too fat to leave her clutches.

I mention succubi in particular because when Saloma first emerged from her abyssal home, she wasn't the absolute fatty she is now, and she used to hunt people she found attractive and ate their souls to sustain herself. But turns out she found fast food, cakes, treats, and other unhealthy food stuff to be way more delicious and pretty soon she stopped hunting people and starting glutting herself on mortal food, and she plumped up hugely as a result.

Now she still gets hunger pang for souls, and occasionally she will eat someone who's she has fattened up for a while, though so far she's not eaten Zeke, mainly because she loves him too much to ever really eat him... though she'd definitely tease him about it!

All in all, she satisfies my love of monster ladies by being an extremely fat monster mommy in a cute frilly apron who'll fatten you up till you can't move an inch and she'll dote on you with her tentacles.

Then as always, there's Cassandra. While Saloma is cute and scary only when she wants to be, I wanted Cassandra to be this scary, manipulative sorceress who seems like a dream come true. Implausibly curvaceous, mysterious and seductive, will lavish attention on you at all times and use her magic to work wonders.

The downside is this is all a big ruse, having made a pact with a powerful entity, Cassandra's been alive for hundreds of years stealing magic from other powerful magic-users, sacrificing those she seduces to keep her pact intact and generally going from a dream to a nightmare once she has you safely in her lair.

She's also a monster lady like Saloma, though somewhere between a mega curvy big titted bimbo crossed with a dark sorcerer, with sharp claws and a mouth full of fangs and a huge prehensile tongue.

She's largely inspired for my absolute love of Mileena from Mortal Kombat, with her curves dialled up to 11 and give her that creepy cultist leader in the woods sort of vibe.

I like to think she has a foot firmly in the 'horror' and 'fetish' camps haha.

But yes I hope all that was interesting! I'm more than happy to chat/ramble/explain more about any of these three!

[blackknightgargiefoodtopia]

Maurya Finest Indian Cuisine

When we returned from our long day tour, we decided to have dinner and bowling, so we went downstairs from our apartment to this awesome Indian restaurant called Maurya Finest Indian Cuisine

Location: Directly downstairs at the ground floor at Stanmore Apartments, right next to the Lava Lane bowling centre

Setting: Has a nice Indian feel to it, with a bit of London in the mix, and the moment you come inside, you're greeted with a strong whiff of spices that really whets your appetite

Le cutlery

Drink of the day

Appetizers and the sauce to go with it

Technically this is also a sort of filling for the appetizer, but it's also good to eat it with rice and stuff, and there is cut chilli in it, so gives it the extra kick

Don't remember the name of it, but it's basically a meat platter with the usual meat along with fish and tiger prawn there

Some kind of chicken platter, the meat nice and tender and juicy

Some kind of potato snack, tastes amazingly yummy

Chicken masala

Beef masala

Naan to go with the masala

Butter naan, a little extra oily for my taste, but quite sweet

One of the many Indian desserts. Can't remember what it's called, but although it's nice and sweet, the texture tastes like wet tissue somehow, and that was a little off-putting

Complimentary chocolates after end of the meal

It was a very satisfying dinner. The spices had its kick, the taste was flavourful, the meat was tender and juicy and some even melts in your mouth, and the bread are nicely fresh from the oven. The only downside is that they kinda take a little too long, service is a little slow, but at least they're efficient.

Overall rating:

[dragonofthestone]

Metabolism/Food and Stone

I don't really know what to call this but here we go.

I'm sure I've touched a little on the subject here and there but figured it couldn't hurt to expand on/ try to make a more detailed and expansive post I guess.

For starters the basics, for the most part he can eat just about the same thing as any other regular person, provided he hasn't become so hyper focused on something that he forgets to eat.

He tends to prefer smaller meals / snacking through out the day over like trying to put aside time for specified big meals or something but he's not against them.

That said there are a lot of things he can get away with eating most can't.

Raw meat: Not exactly a first choice meal but if necessity called for it he could survive off it with little to know risk of illness for the most part. Or at least no risk of death

also while they don't taste good his stomach technically is able to partially digest and handle stuff like fur and if it's a real small animal bones too if he really wanted.

Although he's no scavenger and even he'll get sick from rotting meat- and even if he'd be fine he still wouldn't touch it.

Poisonous plants: Now it's not something he's willing to risk or actually try himself but he'd be pretty okay with a lot of toxic plants. Not all but the stones power would be able to fight back against it.

(Unless we're talking about lab!life Tim who's survival skills and instincts are rather stunted unless stopped likely would shove anything at least once in their mouth to try it)

However stone or not the animal DNA does bring some downside an intolerance

Caffine- as it is he's not big on coffee anyway but his body doesn't handle it well and needs far less to get sick.

Chocolate: Technically he can eat it in small amounts and will, he loves chocolate but he does have to be careful needing less to get sick.

Raspberries: Not related to being a Chimera at all he just has a general intolerance to them (but it won't stop him from eating them in small amounts anyway consequences be damned they're tasty and he likes them)

Alcohol: Both the smell and taste alone for most drinks are enough to put him off, to strong and can't stand it. He's either unable or has an extremely high tolerance to actually getting drunk but needs a hell of a lot less to get sick.

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As for how much he needs to eat.

Not a whole lot. Partially because reptile, partially cause the stone itself provides quite a bit of energy to his body and can subsist off of that if things like food and water are unavailable / limited.

But it does put strain on it, wearing it down faster and also means a greater chance of injury or even possible illness since the stone wouldn't be working at it's best with its power basically having to work to feed his body.

Now in warmer climate and if he's been unusually active he'll obviously need to eat more but on Average One - Two sizable meals in a day can then hold him over for a decent amount of time. Maybe with a couple small snacks thrown in here and there if desired and obvs water.

When the weather turns cold his appetite also lowers quite a bit and you won't see him eating as much. Mostly just small snack every now and then

Water he doesn't need as much of in part due to the fact that he doesn't sweat nor create tears so there's less loss of fluid over all you know.

Of course that's only based on NEED. He's still more then happy to eat and drink just cause he wants to tho.

On the flip side because the stone essentially is always in a state of working / being active if anything happens to cause it to put out more energy needed then normal like say to quickly heal up an injury or put in a situation where he's only been surviving off of the active energy from the stone he will need to eat a lot to restore that used up energy

and as the stones power slowly weakens over time he will gradually begin to need to eat more and more- think of it like how Yukito needed / or at least felt like he needed to constantly eat when his (Yue's) magic was weakening for those familiar with cardcaptors.

[system-of-a-feather]

(Disclaimer: I SPECIFICALLY as a part tend to refer to my fusions and fusions related to me in terms of "eating" parts, that is my preferred way and specific to me and makes things work. Other parts in the system only use that term for fusion when it involves me. It's my personal language.)

@xuciferous Yeah we actually do that casually and regularly within our system for the past couple years actually which is why I am not genuinely worried about fusing or going dormant or anything

(Tangent is though that I don't really identify as a collection of things about me like facts but so much the essence of "me" which is just me, well existing in the ways that I am in and so who I am in fluidly changing without it ever not being me - but thats a whole esoteric anti-individualism tangent for another day; point of the tangent being that while its 'same hat we do that' its a lot less about facts and tidbits but large scale values and general trends on what seem to be important to me as a part and how I think; that said, our system does do it as a whole as well, just that I don't define myself much by the things I like and the things I feel and more by the way "I am" and while ever changing is a stable and consistent identity for me)

Also if we are just being real here, neither Riku or I are in a place where we are wanting to fuse with one another, both of us benefit a lot from us being separate and arguably are very much needing the separate communication to balance one another out - combined with the fact they have A LOT of jobs I can't do and vice versa, fusing would just be antithetical to what our system needs anyways. Plus even if we DID fuse, I know we'd be fine cause *whips out list of fusions I've been through knowingly and not* it's been fine every other time

That said I am going to have to sit down with Ray (primary gatekeeper) and talk it over cause I'm coming to the decision that between my own personal analysis of the system and informal back and forth with him, while it would be a good idea to "just Deal With It" and learn to expand my emotional range, it would inevitably make Riku and I more overlapped which isn't bad but... not the most beneficial at the moment cause we benefit a lot functioning as almost perfect exact halves and splitting the work perfectly and that overlap would possibly risk destabilization of our really perfect balance which would be a moderate risk with benefit that is PROBABLY overall better but not necessarily the best and most optimal

Whereas there are a number of EP trauma holding parts I'm responsible of watching over that have shown neutral interest or active interest in possibly fusing at some point - to which it would probably be a better use of my skill to just, ya know, eat those parts and inherent their list of issues and fix those and slowly work down the list.

Cause while the downside to being good at channeling my EP and Trauma shit into recovery and a better condition of life and freedom from said trauma is that I fix it faster than my identity can keep up, the OBVIOUS positive side of it is that I am GOOD at channeling EP and trauma shit into productive change and am good at processing and trauma, so I'm honestly the best in the system at handling that crap.

So I guess it's the classic "if you don't have something to do and need to be doing something, then start your next project" and I guess this is just me saying that I'm at the tail end of solving MY trauma that I've been grabbing this system by the reigns and making sure get addressed, so I guess I can finally pull out the list of parts that I'm responsible for who expressed open interest to being my next meal.

Small vent, but a thing I hate about being an EP / Trauma Holder host and being "good at my job" as an EP Trauma Holder is that the more I exist as a host and thus the more I rapidly help resolve and fix our life relative to the 5000 things deeply instilled in my EP brain, the less I feel like myself and the more I feel as though I am fading out of existence. It's not a really genuine thing I worry too much about cause I know how fusion works and I also know that feelings, while valid, aren't often (and usually aren't) a genuine depiction of reality, but it still is a really uncomfortable place to be in and right now I'm really feeling the known fact that I am not *made* to have positive emotions other than adrenaline and "aggressive" positive emotions like excitement, pride, sadism, schadenfreude etc

Cause I over came large hurdles in the gender shit and we are on a good path there, we are getting even more settled in a stable and good work path that matches our needs and is almost as far detatched from capitalism as we can realistically expect in America, the abusers Im based around hVe either turned around and have a positive relationship or are so thoroughly out of our life that its not an issue and there is really nothing to put me in any of the high activation positive emotion states or anything and while that's great, as an EP whose main "emotional part" is high activated, aggressive emotions and nothing else, it just kind of leaves the only emotion I can experience as a mild depression and a general emptiness.

It's not a huge issue cause I know with our dynamic and how our system is and how fusion works, I'm neither going to go dormant nor fuse with Riku and honestly, the solution is to work on Dealing With It and "It" being processing peace times, developing and investing into my non-high activation hobbies, and - if worst comes to worst - see if there is anyone viable to fuse with cause there are a number both EP and ANP that have put out interest flags and if I did and could, then Id be a good vessel as I both handle fusions and process EP shit well

So again, not a huge issue within wise and rational mind, but I'm 70% Emotional mind and so I still feel this way and it still does suck

Admittedly there is also the paranoia that if I learned to be able to handle and process low activation positive emotions, that I would no longer be me which is a hot trauma brain belief if I heard one

Btw feel free to interact with this post. Its a mild vent, but more a sigh so if any of yall relate you are more than welcome to add on and chat like were in a bar drinking non-alcoholic beverages while pretending they are alcoholic just for the somber real talk vibes /hj

[tf2yall]

Tf2 eating habits headcanons

Scout

Scout pretty much subsists on junk food and whatever he can make with minimal effort. Sandwiches, scrambled eggs, anything canned.

Scout can't cook but he can sure as hell bake. He'd always help out in the kitchen whenever his ma baked and as such learned quite a bit about baking. He can separate the yolk from an egg surprisingly well and he just has a sense for knowing when he needs to adjust the recipe, before he's even made it

Everyone loves Scout's baking but they hate it when Scout bakes. The kitchen looks like a fucking bomb went off in it. Scout's messy when he bakes and if you think he's cleaning up after himself? HA!

Soldier

Army rations. Yeah, that's it. That's pretty much all Soldier eats. Maybe on special occasions, he'll have a hamburger or some apple pie but not very often. He's subsisting entirely on packaged rations from ww1 and everyone is deeply confused on how he's still alive.

Soldier has been banned from ever making dinner. EVER. Medic will beat him to death with his own shovel if he even so much as looks at the kitchen

Has also been banned from going on supply runs. Once he went out with Demo and the two of the blew up half the Tuefort general store. Spy was also present that day. He wishes he hadn't been.

Pyro

Pyro likes sweet things. Probably. No one has actually ever seen them eat. They'll grab glasses of chocolate milk and candy bars to presumably be eaten but fuck who knows? Maybe they're actually sacrificing it to a hellfire demon they're keeping as a pet

Despite the fact that no one's ever seen them eat, Pyro's actually a shockingly good cook. They're better over a campfire or a grill, but they're not bad on the stovetop.

Their dishes usually involve a lot of experimentation. They might start on a souffle recipe and by the end have created something that has no name know to man. What? They get bored.

Has shockingly never lit the kitchen on fire. The people (*cough* Spy) who criticize their cooking on the other hand...

Heavy

Iffy. He's good with ingredients he's used to, like bear meat and such, but give him something new and he's not really sure what to do with it...? Isn't afraid to learn though! The only one of the mercs that will actually read a cookbook.

Isn't all that picky with the food he eats. He can appreciate a good meal, but he'll also eat the charred messes that Scout produces

Spy's teaching him how to cook and it's going great! In return, Heavy's attempting to teach him the art of heavy weapons. This is going less great

Engineer

God-tier. His food is fucking fantastic... If you can get him out of his workshop to make it.

GO AWAY HE HAS WORK TO DO HE DOESN'T HAVE TIME TO COOK FOR YOU. Engineer doesn't even really feed himself. He usually eats whatevers quick enough for him to grab and go. Nothing and I mean NOTHING will draw Engineer away from his work for very long. Homeboy'll power through three solid days of experiments and emerge blinking from his workshop. When did he last eat? Uh... Tuesday, maybe?

Great with a grill. Knows lots of southern cuisine and when he actually gets going he can make the best food you've ever tasted. It will definitely offend him if you don't accept his food.

Demo

The best cook on the team. Cooking and baking give him the same thrill as chemistry. The only downside is they don't explode at the end, but Demo can fix that.

If he's drunk he may start experimenting which will either end in a hot mess or the nectar of the gods. Good luck trying to get him to remember the recipe he used though...

Pyro and Demo cook together a lot. The team wishes they wouldn't.

Makes a lot of flambés and puts alcohol in fucking everything.

Medic

HA

No, I'm serious, think about it. How good do you think Medic could possibly be in the kitchen?

The answer is god awful.

He's much like Engie, where he'll get hyperfixated on his experiments and won't bother to eat. Honestly, he's feral enough to eat birdseed or pieces of his experiments if he's too lazy to go to the kitchen. What? It's not like he'll get sick. That's what the medigun's for.

He's not allowed to make dinner anymore. He just uses it as an excuse to drug people's food and see how they react to it. It's a little hard not to guess there's something wrong with your meal when a manic German doctor won't stop staring at you, giggling

Sniper

Subsists on packaged instant noodles, canned food, and whatever he can kill. Like Scout, I don't think Sniper has so much as heard of a vegetable.

Not a picky eater at all. Joins Medic in the 'im cool with eating raw meat' club. Spy is deeply disgusted with them both

Not half-bad at cooking, if what you want cooked happens to be something over a campfire. Sniper's great at that. Give him a stove and the most he can do with it is maybe turn it on.

Loves visiting his parents partially because it's the only time he eats real food.

Spy

He is a fucking cooking snob. He's out here making multi-step dishes with unpronounceable names and no, he's not sharing with you heathens.

Alright, maybe he'll share with Demo and Heavy. They're the only two on the team who can actually appreciate decent cooking

Despairs at the rest of team's inability to feed themselves. Most nights he'll skip dinner in favor of making his own food. Like hell he's putting whatever the fuck THAT is in his mouth

Begrudgingly likes Scout's baking and will never ever tell him. Scout caught him once raiding the cupboards at midnight for leftover cookies and Scout will never let him live it down

[sugamamacustard]

Feed Me

Pairing: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi X Omega! Reader, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Rintaro Suna x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: Ooooo what about when Alphas 🐘 ( maybe akaashi, ushijima, rin and kuroo) find out that their omega has not been eating enough like (their only eating little things like granola bars or fruit) so their upset that they had to find out through someone else and they scold them for that but then their told that they have gain some weight and that gets them even more upset because they think their perfect etc.

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Author’s Note: Hey, you. Yeah you. The beautiful person reading this? You are perfect. You are worth it. Your feelings are valid and you shouldn’t feel bad about having them. You are so amazing, and even if I don’t know you, I am so proud of you. You are so strong for making it so far. Keep going. Never change. :) Also your nice comments? Literally my dose of serotonin

did I mention my OC one or twice? Yes. Am I sorry? No. Also, idk if anyone is curious, but Yuka doesn't actually go to Shiritorizawa but whatever.

Requests: Closed!

Buy me a coffee?

Trigger Warning: Mentions of (Semi?) Starvation.

Keiji Akaashi

➵Now, Keiji is pretty on top of omega and significant other care.

➵ Like, weirdly so. It's honestly kind of creepy?

➵ In an endearing way.

➵ He always says 'Bokuto-Kun prepared me in a way.'

➵ Honestly, he loves doing this for you too!

➵He loves caring for you so much.

➵ Like I firmly believe Akaashi's love language is acts of service.

➵ So things like bringing you food, leaving sweet notes in your locker, helping you with your homework.

➵ He lives for doing these things.

➵ Especially feeding you snacks and things.

➵ It made his inner alpha purr because that meant he was caring for you. Providing for you.

➵ Being the very thing that made him worthy of an alpha.

➵ Prove that he could continue being the alpha you needed and wanted.

➵ Unfortunately, there were downsides.

➵ Your hips had the beginnings of small love handles, a little more chub on you tummy, thighs a little squishier.

➵ Let's not lie, Keiji absolutely adored this, by the way.

➵ I also think one of his biggest kinks is praise

➵ He makes sure you know how loved and how perfect you are.

➵ It's sometimes hard to believe him though.

___

"Y/N?"

You hummed an acknowledgment at Keiji's call, typing the final words to your essay before turning to look at your beautiful alpha- Sometimes you questioned how you hooked him. His gorgeous emerald eyes shining with love and adoration.

"I'm gonna go run and pick up some supper, what would you like beloved?" He came up to squeeze and massage your shoulders, leaning down as he pressed a small peck to your temple, your purr a sweet melody to his ears.

You swallowed behind your purr, trying to hide the small panic in your eyes. Your mind instantly flashed to your reflection this morning, how you pinched your hips with a frown. You already had been slowing down on the snacks, and fast food made you shiver.

"I-I'm okay for now, Keiji. Thank you though." You smiled, nonetheless, holding Keiji's cheek in your hand. He quirked a brow, frowning slightly before nodding lowly. Another peck was pressed to your cheek before he left, ordering your favorite from the diner he took you to for your first date.

-

"Beloved, I'm back." Keiji called, once more tearing you away from your essay; you were always thankful for the distraction though. He set down the take out bag, taking out the top box and handing it to you before shrugging off his jacket.

"Keiji? I said I was okay-"

"I didn't believe you. Now come on, you need to take a break and I'm touch starved." The raven didn't even look behind at you before pulling out his own box, dragging your rolley-chair to the bed. He pulled his sweater over his head, handing that to you as well before giving you a sweet peck.

His eyes locked with yours. Your breath hitched. So many silent words swam in his eyes, asking you, demanding you, to tell you what was wrong.

"I just- I've gained a little weight lately and-"

"And? My love, you are just as gorgeous as the day I met you. Nothing is wrong with a little weight, even if I think you're foolish to think you've gained weight. Never think otherwise. Even if you do, let me know, my job as your alpha and boyfriend is to make sure you feel as good as possible no matter what."

He slipped the sweater over your head, rehanding you your meal that he took from you momentarily, running a hand through your hair.

"Your my beautiful omega. Nothing should keep you from your happiness."

Wakatoshi Ushijima

➵Unlike Akaashi, Wakatoshi is little more...Hesitant (In a way) when it comes to omegan care.

➵ He never really learned how to? Ya know?

➵ Both his parents were alphas, and he was never around omegas consistently enough to learn.

➵and it's not like you were a volleyball that he could use the same techniques to up-keep.

➵ He also couldn't ask his team.

➵ Well, he could, but only one other person on his team had an omega. (It was Satori and his advice, though helpful, could only go so far.)

➵ He was doing good though, especially with you holding his hand through the entire thing.

➵ The first time he noticed something was up was when you didn't show up to lunch-- texting him a picture of you in the library, tongue poking out as you held up a peace sign to assure him you were okay.

➵ When he brought it up to Satori, who had his own omega (A small, but fiery brunette named Yuka) leaning on his side as she played some sort of phone game on his phone (Mama's slusheria? He thinks?) .

➵He explained he didn't know what was going on with you while Satori listened with a hum before giving him a sad smile. "Sorry I can't help you further Ushi-waka, but as you can see-" He slid his unfinished lunch towards Yuka, who popped one of the Dango skewers into her mouth without looking up. "I'm not very familiar with the problem."

➵ He offered his help as much as he could nonetheless.

➵ He slowly began to pick up on smaller things, locking them in his steel trap.

➵ Like a good boy :)

➵ He put hours of research into omegas after this (not that he hadn't previously). Keeping strenuous notes beside him.

➵ They were colorful and highlighted :)

➵ And he followed the advice that 'Mommy Luna-boo' posted on the blog he found like a goddamn Mantra. ('Sometimes Omegas need a little more love! Their bodies, especially during high school years, will change a lot! They may feel a little down! As an alpha, make sure you remind them how beautiful they are!')

➵She was mother Theresa and he was her follower.

➵ Well after he followed you.

➵and after he made sure you were feeling better

___

"Omega?"

"Toshi."

Walking into your dorm room, Wakatoshi set down a small bag filled with goodies. He set it down on your bed as he sat down as well, watching you carefully.

When you gave him a small smile with a quirked brow, he took a deep breath, remembering everything Tendou had coached him through.

"Have you been eating enough lately?"

You sucked your tongue at the question, shuffling your shoulders. Truth be told you had been missing out on a few lunches after noting a few extra pounds you hadn't noticed earlier. You never meant to worry him, that was never your intention, but it seemed the world was working against you. You had no clue where to go from here. If you told him the truth that would do nothing but worry him, but lying was never good in any form of relationship.

Your hesitance to tell him was more than enough though, as his larger lands encased your own, holding them tightly.

"Why?" His tone wasn't accusatory nor was it angry in the slightest. Genuine curious if anything. If he could get to the bottom of the root of the problem, he could prevent it from happening in the future. Right?

"I- I just...Noticed a few extra pounds and-"

"That's it?"

You looked up to him with a tilted head, like a lost puppy. "What do you mean that's it?"

Pulling you closer, Wakatoshi effortlessly pulled you onto his lap, using one hand to dig through the bag beside him while the other wrapped around your hips. He pulled out a few of your favorite snacks laying them out in front of you.

"That's, in my opinion, a silly thing to worry about. If you feel that's a big problem, I can offer my services to you in any way you wish-- whether it be support or as help, it is my job to be there for you." He nuzzled your scent gland, voice rumbling against your shoulders.

You purred in response, leaning back onto your alpha.

Rintaro Suna

➵ Suna is a lot like Akaashi in the sense that he has incredible observational skills as an alpha.

➵ His eyes are like sniper scopes.

➵ The minute something is wrong, he's on it.

➵ Like he looks aloof but he's not.

➵ He had notes.

➵ So hiding something from him is not easy at all.

➵ But you two most likely ended up together because you gave him a run for his money.

➵ You made him work at being an alpha.

➵ And he loved you for that.

➵ It did come back to bite him in the ass though.

➵ The only reason he heard about this was because the betas at Inarizaki were loud mouths.

➵ Honestly he learned so much tea from them.

➵ Like this third year was sleeping with a first year because she planned on baby trapping him and-

➵ It was wild.

➵Though most times it was nothing more than a source of entertainment for you and him to laugh about.

➵This time the gossip was actually useful.

➵ He wasn't thrilled they were talking about you, but provided some very useful information.

➵ And he was set into action.

➵ typing a few things onto his phone he set out to find you.

___

"Rin, I said I'm not hungry-"

"I know and I'm making the executive decision to ignore you."

He squinted his eyes at the carefully written instructions in front of him, sending a silent thanks to Atsumu's mate Haruka. (;)) She had written a step by step instruction sheet to making Onigiri while also dropping off all the ingredients (Pre-prepped). The only reason she didn't make it was because Suna's alpha, no matter how much he trusted her, wouldn't have let it near you.

"Rintato-"

"Look, Y/N. I love you, you know that. You know a lot of things, you're my smart little omega. So you must also know this isn't good, right?" Sliding a plate of, albeit mediocre, onigiri towards you, Rintaro focused his gaze on you.

"You know this, eh?"

You swallowed before grabbing one of the triangles, nibbling on the top in an attempt to appease your alpha. His sharp gaze still focused on you, making you shiver as he rounded around the counter. He turned you around so you were facing him, his hands holding your hips.

"You know this."

You wilted under his expectant gaze, knowing what he wanted from you. "I know this."

He smirked, leaning to take bite from your snack, licking his lips as he did. "Good omega."

"Rintaro that's mine!"

[vdlest]

Nice to meet you

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TFATWS Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary:

The restaurant where Bucky always take Yori to eat with him is where you actually work. You've been watching and staring at him for quite some time now, but didn't have the courage to introduce yourself to him. But what happens when Yori asked Bucky to take you out?

Warning:

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There they are again. You see two familiar faces entering the restaurant you are working at. You've been seeing this guy who is in his late 30s accompanied by an elderly for quite some time now. You don't know if they are father & son, or anything, but one thing's for sure, you like the guy. You like him even if you don't know what his name is, even if you have no idea who he is. His treatment to the elder guy is enough reason to like him.

No one is taking their table so you took the chance to finally have a closer look of the guy you've been liking for quite some time. Whenever they come, you are either busy with another table or assigned in the cashier. But this time, the opportunity is in front of you.

So you took it.

"Hi, ready to order?" you asked them casually, even if your stomach is getting butteflies inside it. Is this his effect to you? You don't know.

The older man stared at you and smiled, "Just call me Yori. I can guess you're calling me "old man" in your thoughts," he joked.

Yori's joke made you chuckle, "Okay, Yori, nice to meet you. I'm Y/N and I'll be your server for today," you said as you get the paper and pen on your pocket to get their orders, but still no luck from the man you've been eyeing, you still don't know what his name is, "What can I get you for your lunch?" you asked them, glancing at the man who's still busy looking at the menu.

"I'll have Fish and Chips, old man's been craving it since last night," Yori said looking at you. Good thing you were able to switch your eyes to Yori, but when he smiled at you, he must've seen you looking at the man beside him. Yori's smile made you somehow nervous.

You tried to act normal and turned to the man beside Yori, hoping that you would finally know his name by the end of this day.

"How 'bout you, Sir? What can..." you weren't able to finish your question for him when his eyes finally met yours. It was only a matter of time before you realized that this man has a gorgeous pair of blue eyes. You cleared your throat, "What can I get you?" you asked him, dismissing the thought of fantasizing about him.

"I'll just have Clam Chowder," he answers you as he handed you the menu, "Thank you."

"Would you care for anything to drink, then?" you grabbed the menu from his hand, "You should..."

"You should ask her out," Yori said to the guy beside him, making your eyes widened in surprise.

His reaction was same as yours, he's almost embarassed to what Yori just said. Your cheeks are burning red in your guess, but you tried to be as professional as possible. One more thing, you don't want the guy to think that you're into him, that'll make things more awkward as it is now.

"Yori," the man glared at Yori before he moved his eyes back to you, "I'm sorry, he's just really like this from time to time."

You are already getting tired of calling him "guy" or "man." You've been wanting to know his name but God knows how?

"It's fine," you replied then you prepare yourself to leave, "If there's anything you need from me, just let me know. Thank you."

"His name is James," Yori said as you turn your back on them, but you pretended that you did not hear it since you're already inches away from them.

Now, you finally know what his name is.

•••

When their order is finally ready, you took a deep breath before heading your way to their table. Things are more awkward now. You wished that you weren't their server so you'll just get to watch and like him from afar. Not like this.

"Here's your order," you tried your best to smile from ear to ear, even though you're feeling embarassed and a bit awkward already. You put down their orders and once you're done you told them to enjoy their meal.

"So what's a pretty lady like you doing here?" Yori asked you.

Oh, great, small talk, you thought.

You badly want to go back inside the kitchen and start serving other customers but you remembered what your manager told you when the customers make a small talk with you — answer them and interact with them, that way they'll have the will to come back.

"I'm just saving up money to start my own business," you answered Yori.

You could see in your peripheral that James is looking at you. As much as you want to know what kind of look he's giving you, you fight that idea.

"I like business-minded people. They are the best in organization and handling things," he complimented. "You got a boyfriend?" he asked you another question.

You shook your head and smile, "No, I don't. I guess that's the downside of being a business-minded, no one dares to date you," you joked.

"I think I'll take that dare."

Your eyes traveled to James who suddenly spoke.

"I'm sorry, you're what?" you asked him.

"You think no one dares to date business-minded woman? I'll tell you, what," he smiles at you, "I like accepting dares."

Is he asking you out?

"Just in case you're puzzled with his words," Yori joined the conversation again, making you look his way again, "He's asking you out."

"Really?" you asked Yori.

Your eyes moved back to James and the way he stares at you makes your heart skip a beat, countless times. Your fingers gripped on the tray you're holding, trying to contain your happiness.

"What time's the end of your shift?" he asked.

You gulped, "I'm out by 6."

"Great, I'll come back at 6 to pick you up, then," he extended his hand towards you, "I'm James Barnes, but call me Bucky."

You reached for his hand, "Nice to meet you, Bucky. I'm Y/N." The touch of his soft hand on yours answers all your untold questions about him.

Ever since you saw him, you kept on asking yourself what it feels like to be his girl, what it feels like to be hugged by him, what if feels like to hold hands with him, and what if feels like to be kissed by his lips. But now, the touch of his hand on yours and the fact that you two have a date later is more than enough.

•••

When he said he's gonna be at your workplace at 6, he meant he's gonna be 30 minutes early. You asked him to sit down on one of the vacant tables, when he did, he handed you the bouquet of flowers he's holding. You didn't want to conclude that it was meant for you, but when he handed it to you, your heart melted like an ice cream under the sun.

As you finished your shift, you and Bucky went on your way. He said he already had everything planned out, so he did not bother to ask you where you want to go. Well, that's how you like it anyway. You want to be surprised.

The two of you ended up in the nearby beach, before you settled down in the sand, you passed by some food stalls and that's where you and Bucky bought food and drinks for your date.

"I hope you like sunsets," he said as both of you sat down on the sand and started munching over the food you guys bought, "I should've asked you abour where you want to go, but..." he seemed a little nervous so you cut him off.

"I like it."

His eyes went to yours and now he's puzzled, "You like what in particular?" he asked.

You smiled, "I like all of these. I like sunsets. I like how you planned this night for us. I like it. I appreciate it." You handed him his drink, "I'm not expert in date ideas as well, so no worries."

He chuckled and that's the only time you noticed how cute he is when he laugh and smile, especially his cheeks reaching for his eyes.

"I haven't dated anyone in decades so that explains my old fashioned ways and ideas," you don't know what he means when he said he haven't dated in decades.

"What are you? A 80 year old man?" you joked.

"Actually a hundred and six."

You burst into laughter but his face remained serious, "You are so funny, Bucky." You sighed as you stare on the sunset in front of you, "You know, some of my classmates bullied me when I was in elementary 'cause they think I'm an old soul or something, so don't worry if someone thinks of you as an old-fashioned or something. It's not really bad."

He frowned, "Why did they bullied you?"

"Because they found out that I'm listening to The Beatles, Paul Anka, Frankie Valli, and not into Britney Spears or something trendy during our time," you explained. You took a deep breath once more, "I guess I just really prefer old and classic songs. I find them amusing and the words that they used in making them feels like they are really talking to you and your soul."

You could still remember back in the day, you asked your dad to bought you a vinyl because you were fascinated by it.

"So what's your favorite song?" Bucky asked you.

"Can't take my eyes off of you, it's really classic," you said before taking a sip from your drink. "That was also my parents' theme song when they got married," sadness took over you when you remembered your late parents, "That was also the song I sang for them during their funeral."

You felt Bucky's eyes on you.

You turn to him and nodded to his unsaid question, "I'm an orphan now. They died because of a car accident. And when they died I used to live with my grandma but she died ad well three years ago, that makes me independent from then on. That makes me alone and living my own life." You tried giving him a smile, "How about you? What are your favorites?" you changed the topic.

But even though you already changed the topic he did not let go of the fact that something changed in your mood when you talked about your parents.

"I know how hard it is to lose both of your parents. I felt them too," he reached for your hand, making you shiver, "But if they'd see you now, I'll bet they're proud of the woman you are now."

You looked down and smile, "Why do you even talk like you already know me?" you asked him. "You and I just met," you reminded him as you look back at him.

"We just met but I've seen you and how hard you work in that restaurant every single time I was there and every time I pass by it," he revealed.

All along you thought he doesn't know you exist, but he does. He's totally aware of your existence and he knows how hard worker you are.

"Don't feel bad for being alone and independent, 'cause you should be proud of yourself. You know how to take care of yourself without depending or relying your happiness to other people. Sometimes living alone isn't that bad, it will let you experience things that will taught you a lot of lessons in life," you felt he squeezed your hand, making your eyes travel to your and his hands holding together.

You learned from him that he's not related to Yori, they are just neighbors and he's just trying to help Yori as the latter is living on his own.

Once darkness consumed the sky, the two of you head back to your apartment, which is only a few blocks away from the place where you work. You asked him if he wants to have a cup of coffee, he said yes but before you guys could enter your apartment, he received a phone call. After he talked someone over the phone, he said he needed to go.

"Is everything alright?" you asked him concernly. You noticed the sudden change of his mood after he took the call.

He nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry I need to go but I promise, I'll call you and text you." Both of you already exchanged numbers so you just got to wait when he will call and text you. But you said to yourself you're not gonna expect anything, "I had a wonderful time with you tonight and God knows I didn't want to end our date like this but I just got to go. It's call of duty."

You don't understand what he mean by call of duty but you have no other choice but to let him go.

"Take care, Bucky," that's all you could tell him.

You could tell in his reaction that he isn't happy with the answer he got from you.

Somehow, you are telling yourself to not expect anything from him. In that way, you won't get your hopes up and you won't end up getting hurt and disappointed. It's better that way.

You were about to close your door when his hand stopped you from doing so.

"Wha--"

Before you could say a word, he walked towards you and closed the space between the two of you as he leaned in to claim your lips.

The sweet taste of his lips makes your knees weak, but his arms rescued you and gently pinned you against the door. It's not long before you kissed him back and enjoy the taste of his lips.

Last night you dreamed of meeting him, of knowing him, and tonight, you'll be sleeping peacefully as you get satisfaction of meeting him, having a date with him, and getting the chance to kiss him. What a progress in a day.

When you heard your neighbor coming out the other door, you pulled away from your kiss.

You and Bucky stared at each other while waiting for your neighbor to evaporate.

Once your neighbor is gone, he kissed your lips one more time. When he pulled away, he smiled at you, "That's the first time I kissed a woman in decades, so if it's that bad, give me the consideration," he joked.

"No," you shook your head, "No one ever kissed me that good before."

His smile grew wider as he gave your cheeks a caress, "I'll see you when I get back."

"Don't promise anything to me, Bucky. Just do it," you said before entering your apartment and closing your door.

Like what you said, you will not expect anything for the coming days or even weeks. You won't do anything about it. You won't get your hopes up and wait for his move, it's up to him whether he'll call you or not. But a little part of you hope that he will.

A little hope wouldn't hurt anyway.

-v.dl

[purlturtle]

From the weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well: 2, 5, 12, 14, 15, 17, 28!

Hi Anon, and thanks for the ask!

I kinda feel like I already answered re: thoughts on veganism/question #2, but I'll do it again: I'm not vegan, probably never will be vegan, don't think that our environmental problems will be solved by universal veganism. I think it's important to be aware where your food comes from and how it is produced, including how the animals are treated in case of animal sourced foods. But veganism isn't the be all and end all. There's also a intersection of veganism (as an actual -ism) with colonialism and racism that I'm somewhat aware of but in no way knowledgeable enough to speak on.

5. Favorite form of potato: Reibekuchen/Kartoffelpuffer

(ID: a plate of potato fritters, served with apple sauce.)

I love plenty of potato dishes, and I think that Bratkartoffeln (pan fried sliced potatoes) are a FANTASTIC gauge for how good a restaurant is (as in, if they get them right, chances are high that the chef knows what they're doing). But if I have to name ONE potato form, it's Rievkooche (this is approximately how they're spelled in Cologne). They also stink up the kitchen a lot, so I rarely ever make them myself; they're pretty much only a Christmas market food.

12. Brand of haircare/skincare/bodycare I trust 100% - alverde, a store brand of the drugstore chain "dm", which operates in Germany and neighboring countries. Not sure how much help this is, but there you have it.

14: do you think you're dehydrated? Yes and no. Do I drink 2 liters of water a day? Heck no. Barely one. Am I dehydrated? Not according to my body: my skin is supple, my blood pressure perfect, my digestion works, my kidneys are happy as far as my doctor tells me. So. I think that 2 liters number is more of a bargaining/manipulation measure: if we (doctors/dieticians/nutritionists) tell them (other people) that high of a number, even if they won't drink quite that much, they'll probably drink more than they used to before, out of embarrassment. But I'm also a very big proponent of people knowing their own bodies best. Know what your body needs and what it's asking from you. Know how thirst feels (apparently something that can be unlearned). Take care of your body's needs, the way that works best for where you're at. This is also an intersectional issue, with classism, racism (especially in medicine), sexism (also especially in medicine), ableism, ... So yeah. I'll keep doing what works, until I get told or find out differently.

15. Rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning - um, how? I've never... experienced any of them? I guess... I guess freezing is probably the "easiest", since from what I know (and that's all Hollywood, so don't @ me), you just go numb and indifferent and then you fall asleep and don't wake up? So yeah, that's probably what I'd prefer if I could choose. Downside of drowning: the panic when you can't get air. But probably doesn't last all that long? So maybe this would be second place? And burning, heck no. Ouch ouch ouch ouch! Please no. Too much agony for too long of a time before you pass out. I think.

17. An anxious compulsion you do every day. (Again I get the feeling I already answered that some time ago, but here goes:) none. I'm not an anxious person - I do have daily routines, and some of them stem from the wish to avoid negative consequences, such as brushing my teeth, but that's not anxiety. I *do* have covid anxiety in that I don't want to get it and thus have been avoiding group scenarios especially in inside spaces since the beginning, and do get anxiety attacks when I can't avoid those scenarios - but that's not a daily compulsion. So. None!

28. Last meal on Earth? No idea. Or rather, I love so many foodstuffs; it really depends on what I'm in the mood for. Or I could be clever and pick something that takes super long to prepare and/or eat, just to draw things out - but hey, maybe I'm an astronaut and this isn't about dying but just about heading out to a lifelong space journey. In any case it'll probably involve chocolate.

This was fun, thank you! 😁 I hope my answers were satisfying. Feel free to ask more!