#then she mixes the chocolate with the rice and soup

[osachiyo]

my friend is eating with rice and lentil soup with chocolate right now... idk how to feel about this.

[icarusredwings]

What things smell like according to Logan Howlett/ The Wolverine. A series of smell based headcanons. Do with these whatever you want :)

People:

Ororo: burnt marshmellows, rain, chunky chocolate chip cookies, protien shakes, spansih rice, chillies, and cocoa butter. She always smells great.

Scott: cucumber shampoo, the remaints of a bonfire the next day, fresh dry cleaning, axe shower gel, lavender sheets

Jean: caramel latte, lavender sheets, vanilla spiced chai, books, mint ice cream, fruit smoothies, stinky hair product, lemon poppy seed muffins, sassafras

Hank: Books, sanatizer, various chemicals, a very specifc fur dander, kinda musky but in a 'im covered in fur and sweaty' kind of way.

Rouge: "Dolly Parton", brick and concrete dust, cherry blossoms body spray, freshly engraved wood, strawberries and milk conditioner, spicy gaucamole and freshly sizzled sausages.

Gambit: tv static, a fresh deck of cards at the casino, spicy jumbo, gin, lime jello, hair gel, "suprisingly good actually"

Kurt: brimstone, smoke from franckinsense, myrrh, a less smelling dander then hank, Holy chrism oil (olive oil and Balsam made by catholic priests), metal, and blue raspberry. Fur/ beard pomade sometimes for special ocassions.

Morph: even when changed he can smell is sandlewood shampoo, he smells like how "Jack Outta smell", latex, pine and cedar, clear nail polish, "that ugly quilt that your grandma kept on the back of her couch that was the warmest, softest thing you've ever slept with."

Charles: Old man fart, metal, chalk, shoe polish, nutmeg, wool, "a trusting hug", books, mahogany, expensive champagne.

Laura: "teen spirit", a shitty cheap "girl power" deodorant that doesn't do well hiding the sweat, apples and peaches, kinda woodsy.

Wade: Cancer, gun smoke, citrus dish soap, blood, oranges, taco sauce, infected skin once in awhile, red dye 40, slight over cooked and crispy apple pie, sugary cereal

Puppins: wet dog, dog dander, oatmeal senstive skin puppy shampoo, chicken, "the dirtest trash she can find to roll in on her walk"

Althea: Old lady, way too strong perfumes, butter biscuits, tea, peppermint candies, more cocaine, "baby powder", lanvender linens, cotton and daisy's Landry detergent.

Feelings/emotions:

Big/serious lies: smell like Gasoline and salty sand near the sea.

Small fibs/playful/ teasing lies: smell like Anise

Lies with decent intentions/are bent truths: smell like honey

Those two are easily mixed up.

Innocent (the person truly believes it. Ex. A child saying dinos are real) truth: smells like thick vanilla creamer.

Filling, whole truths (the person knows for a fact its a truth) smells: like fresh baked rolls/buns

Cancer smells vary like: urine, nail polish remover, some people have a pungent semi sweet smell like rotting fruit, and tar is another smell, depending on which part of the body. If already in late stages, one can smell like cadavers. Even spicy almost.

Pregnant people vary in scent but he can smell the rise of different hormones: Some hormones sweeter then other. If you asked him he would say cinnamon or dying roses. If you're later in your term the scents are more soft like lotion or custard. Lemon ussually.

Serotonin; cheese, lemon cakes, fruity, a bit light, and flakey like a pastry. Marshmellow fluff.

Dopamine; sweet fresh coffee, doritos(?), cocaine. Don't ask why he knows what cocaine smells like. He was alive during coke cocaine.

Endorphins; Sweaty Sex, mint, dark chocolate, violets, chemicals, varies by persons pheromones

Oxytocin; "playful cherries", freshly washed cotton pillows, the warmth of a bath, skin on skin hugs, strawberries

Joy/relaxation/relief: Jasmine, vanilla sugar cookies, fresh soup.

Anger/disapproval/hurt: smoke, the back end of a cigarette, spicy curry, iron, blood, "spoiled raw chicken left out too long"

Fear/excitment/anxiousness: Adrenaline smells like oil, paint, salty pretzels almost.

Tears: Oceans, lillies, fresh water lakes

[manicplank]

HEY have you done any headcanons about their cooking/baking skills? Like what kind of stuff they make for themselves, are they any good etc. (i ask this because i can’t cook for shit and i feel like the noise would be similar, or at least he would suck at making meals for himself FHDHFH)

I don't think I have

Cooking/baking

Peppino: Amazing cook, always has been. Went to culinary college (still paying back student loans). As for baking, he can't make anything from scratch except pizza dough.

Gustavo: Great cook, makes delicious soups. He also went to culinary college and excelled. He can't really bake all that great, though.

Mr. Stick: Can't cook or bake. Burns everything. Usually goes out to eat or orders delivery.

Pepperman: Okay cook. Not the best, but not the worst. Cooking is an art that he hasn't mastered. Can't really bake.

The Vigilante: Decent cook. Has an old cookbook from his grandma that he uses a lot. Can sort of bake, but it doesn't always come out perfect.

The Noise: Can't cook for shit. It's too fast-paced for his rat mind. Microwave meals are his go-to. He can't bake, either. Even box cake mix will be ruined.

Noisette: She actually can cook decent meals, but she ruins them by adding something completely impractical (ex. peanut butter spaghetti, chocolate corncobs). However, she's an incredible baker. Muffins, cupcakes, cakes, bread, you name it, she's mastered it.

Fake Peppino: He can't cook. He always starts a fire because he doesn't know how fire works. He can't bake, either. Nothing ever comes out edible.

Pizzahead: While he has potential, he has the tendency to spice everything up to make it taste like pizza. Pizza soup, pizza steak, etc. He does the same with baking. Nobody wants their cookies to taste like pizza...

Pillar John: He's not the best cook. He's the kind of guy to use instant things; instant noodles, instant potatoes, instant rice, etc. He is a decent baker, though. He makes a great banana bread.

Gerome: He's an okay cook. It's not the worst, but it's not the best. It's certainly edible, but it's a little bland. His baking skills aren't great. He forgets about things, and they end up burnt.

[francisofgotham1]

Batman Unpopular Opinion

This has been in my brain for quite some time, so I’ll just put it out there: Bruce can cook, just not the way that Alfred does it.

I mean, come on, the man was traveling all over the world while maintaining a low profile. He wasn’t relying on Alfred to pack him lunch ( though it wouldn’t surprise me if he found some trail mix in his luggage). And those that were training him certainly wouldn’t provide anyone to cook for him.

So, he learned to cook from the people and places he met. Which made “exotic” foods (not American or British food) his forte. Also, he’s the master at outdoor cooking. So, while he can’t make Mac n’ Cheese to save his life, his curry, borscht, feijoada, akabenzi, mole, pho, wonton soup, and others are the best in the Manor (rival Alfred’s cooking). This also means he has a high spice tolerance and strong opinions of how rice should be cooked.

This kinda caused the kids to view Bruce’s cooking as “comfort food”: Alfred’s food is amazing and always perfect, but Bruce’s has a touch of something extra that makes them feel at home. So, Damian demands to cook with him because he’s the only one that can make Talia’s shakshouka just right (Jason joins them later on, and they start yelling suggestions in Arabic).

When Dick is feeling down, he asks Bruce to make goulash, to remind him of the circus.

Jason just shows up and with no words exchanged, they go outside and start cooking the bacon and cabbage Mary would make if she was sober.

Cass really likes something with a lot of steps, so Bruce can walk her through it and talk with her the whole time (maybe feijoada).

Steph gets really cozy every time Bruce makes his spicy hot chocolate (and it helps that his spice tolerance is so high).

If you guys wanna add to it, feel free.

[lurinatftbn]

If you’re down to answer another question like the music one, what are the characters’ favorite in-universe cuisines/culinary preferences? Or, are there any fun reasons why some characters like/dislike certain things as we see in the glossary?

Off the top of my head:

Utsu dislikes fish because it's ubiquitous in Itan cuisine and had a lot of it served to her poorly-prepared as a kid. I think it comes up in the text at some point, but her favorite food is layered pasta dishes like lasagna. (I know what you're thinking, and no, I didn't do it on purpose.)

Kam is a vegan, but obviously only for health reasons since they don't slaughter animals for meat in the setting. She likes very spicy food like chilis and curry - her favorite is stuffed jalapenos. She also likes crepes.

Ran also kinda likes spicy food, but isn't super passionate about cuisine and mostly just goes for low-effort stuff. She eats a lot of stir fry and dumplings.

Theo also worries about his longer-term health which is why he's on a low-carb diet, but renders this pointless by eating tons of chocolate and sweets all the time. He likes hot fudge cakes the best.

Ptolema just really likes meat. Her favorite is just a really well-seasoned blue steak, probably with blue cheese, and she also probably really enjoys whatever the equivalent of brazilian barbecue is.

I don't think I ever decided what foods Seth likes best except that he eats a lot of junk food. I do remember deciding at some point that he really likes almonds despite being allergic to them.

Ophelia is a pescetarian for cultural reasons. Beyond that, she loves trying all sorts of foods, though shellfish and mushrooms are her favorite ingredients.

Lilith is a hyper-picky eater and doesn't like most vegetables or anything too complicated or mixed together. She probably most enjoys very simple things like chicken nuggets, and only takes small bites so she isn't overwhelmed.

As comes up in the story, Bardiya is a recovering alcoholic, which is the reason for his preference note. I think I put somewhere that kebabs are his favorite food.

Ezekiel dislikes onions because of their slimy and crunchy texture. He likes really straightforward food like Sunday roasts, which in-setting would mean he prefers Rhunbardic cuisine, though he'd never admit it.

Fang will eat anything under the sun, but also doesn't care that much about food in the grand scheme of things. Left to their own devices, they will cook everything into some kind of omelette and think it's great.

Linos doesn't like shellfish because, like Su, he ate a lot of it prepared badly when he was young. He enjoys participating in prestige/fine dining, especially for Ysaran and Viraaki food, more for the sense of being part of a cultural moment than the actual flavor.

Neferuaten likes foods like beyaynetu (or, like, pizza) designed specifically to be eaten communally. On her own she mostly just eats salad, though she has extremely specific opinions about wine and whiskey.

Durvasa likes to grow and preserve his own food, and his favorite is dal soup. He also has extremely specific opinions, though only about whiskey. He doesn't like red meat because he dislikes the idea that he's eating the flesh of a one-living being, even if it's replicated.

Zeno technically does not have a diet, and is sustained nutritionally by other means. He enjoys the taste of very indulgent foods like foie gras and controversial food like cultured human meat. He thinks Viraaki food is 'stinky' and 'greasy'.

Hamilcar does not eat except with company, which is why his entry says N/A. He can't taste food in the way he could when he was young, and he finds it upsetting.

Anna enjoys sushi, but is too old to eat much at all.

Mehit theoretically likes the kind of high-concept Saoic cuisine described by Ran early in the story, but is not a very good cook, so mostly eats things like baked potatoes and fried rice. This is partly why Lilith is the way she is, but only like, 20%.

Balthazar skips breakfast because otherwise he ends up overeating, since he's the type who can just keep going long beyond what's healthy. He's the sort of person who enjoys bizarre high-calorie flavors like fried squid dipped in ice cream.

[wisteriagoesvroom]

unnecessarily specific headcanons for college!AU f1 drivers, part 2

part 1 available here

(and now with more gender diversity because it’s my AU and why not)

pierre

- major: entrepreneurship

- attending on a sports scholarship. is on the diving team

- birth name Pascale but she hates it, someone called her Pierre years ago as a joke (after the founder of the modern olympics) and it stuck

- met charles as a kid on a highscool exchange scuba diving trip and they’ve been best friends ever since

- has made a habit of introducing herself as “from Rouen, not Paris”, so much so that the rest of the gang groans and says it for her every time someone new arrives and she has to make an introduction

- has bars of chocolate stowed in random places. literally all sorts. it’s her bad habit. she and Lando become friends because she hoards good Belgian chocolate (“the real stuff not this Americane or Britishe nonsense”)

- got into a huge disagreement with max over a second year group project. people could hear the dispute from several rooms down in the library. they were called into the dean’s office and let off with a warning

- claims not to be a good cook but regularly bashes out amazing French home cuisine that has half the dorm in tears

- somehow also finds time to snowboard and run half marathons during summer and winter breaks

yuki

- major: he doesn’t go to the university but is in the city culinary school. he is Pierre’s friend and shows up on campus mostly on Fridays and weekends

- the origin story of their friendship changes all the time because they lie about it. it becomes a running gag and nobody knows the actual truth (the truth is they both swiped right on tinder in freshman year, but actually worked out to be better friends than a couple)

- disgusted by most campus food. will bring his own bentos to eat on the quad. can magic up dishes out of seemingly nothing. famous for a hack that somehow involves making omurice in a rice cooker. also does a killer savoury soufflé pancake, and deep fried chicken which the gang request every time they get too sloshed. Yuki obliges because he enjoys cooking for people

- actually enjoys anime but gets annoyed when people ask him about it or when people use weeby topics as a conversational opener with him

- learned English from stage-ing in local kitchens and thus swears like a sailor and knows cuss words in three additional languages (Spanish, Italian, French)

- scar on leg in shape of a cow from falling off a skateboard once

- everyone thinks he and Pierre have something going on but at this point it’s purely platonic

- will start a fight if drunk and people make fun of his height

lando

- major: psychology

- openly nonbinary

- performs well in their field of study but is determined to finish their degree so they can fully focus on their budding career in esports. esports alias is quadrant

- dyes their hair different colours constantly, depending on mood. had a phase where it was really orange when they were mad at an overwatch match that ended badly

- self-taught in three different instruments (guitar, piano, recorder for the shits and giggles). is a better DJ than charles and stops charles from taking the aux chord at parties to play his charlie sadboi mixes all the time

- best Instagram stories of the gang. somehow really well curated but authentic at the same time

- will do standup one day for kicks and absolutely murder the set, and then never touch it again

- shockingly good at the game twister. maybe was a gymnast in highschool but doesn’t like to talk about it possibly due to the gender trauma

- is a little bit abrasive and will tease/clown everybody for their shenanigans. but when shit hits the fan is the first person to show up with a big bowl of soup and some tissues and check if the other person is okay and “do you want to talk about it”

guan yu

- major: software engineering

- always seems on the cusp of some academic disaster but pulls through surprisingly well

- rides an e scooter around campus

- people think he’s in the architecture or design school because he always turns out immaculate fits

- is the person to ask everyone during study sessions if anyone wants bubble tea. (he wants bubble tea. he will order for everyone. he has a phone note with everyone’s favourite order. he judges charles for wanting a jasmine tea flavour but with milk. he will patiently explain to max what a bubble tea is, then it becomes one of max’s favourite drinks.)

- despite his academic ups and downs, already has unconditional offers from at least 3 Silicon Valley late-stage startups and all 4 Chinese big tech firms

- will one day do something so revolutionary with AI and visual design, like the next great CAD system or something, that he never has to work again

carla

- major: history of art

- many aliases. aka Carlita. Kylie. Kiki.

- THE it-girl on campus. manicure always immaculate and always in shades of red. boys (and girls, and even the TAs) always want to talk to her but are sooo intimidated

- always posting Instagram photos of her on a plane or holiday even though she’s studying in her room. never lets people know her next move

- people clown her for her major but she is actually really knowledgeable about art and takes it very seriously. her study notes are extremely organized, whether it’s her macbook or flashcards. she is in general good favour with the profs if she would only stop texting in seminars

- dad’s name is on one of the library wings. everyone realises this on the first day and she’s like “yes… i am a nepo baby. anyway where are we meeting later, i have an in with the promoters at this club if we want to go there”

- secret guilty pleasure is playing first person shooter games on her switch and absolutely decimating people. it is her outlet for aggression. she may also have beaten quadrant/lando at overwatch once but won’t tell anyone because playing overwatch messes with her party girl image

- starts a side hustle doing events and ten years after graduation will be extremely successful in this venture

- stress cries often but pulls it together. prone to scream-singing sad Spanish ballads when drunk. surprisingly knows every single word to a decade’s worth of Pitbull songs

[starbright-sunset]

all your muses are edible in a good way and i’m bored.. so here’s what i think all your parodies would taste if i ate them :]

stargazer - butterfly pea tea jelly/mousse (more specifically one of the galaxy/space themed ones i see on youtube)

rocket - striking popping candy

buster rocket - ashy blueberry pound cake

PJ rocket - marshmallows and confetti

darkheart - smoke and fresh seafood and probably something i definitely shouldn’t be eating

medkit - tea flavored crunchy edible decorated glass

eggbox - creamy egg custard with a bit of himalayan salt

zuka - BLACK SESAME SOUP with some brown sugar melted in

ban hammer - pork roast with wine but the pork roast is horribly out of shape

valk - lemon crepe cake /pos

firebrand - really hot burning apple strudel

koistaff - (she looks like a calico /pos) sashimi

ghostwalker - burnt ashes and gas

sword - strawberry gelato with strawberry edible glitter and too much metal that half masks the flavor

hyperlaser - a combination of beer, tea, and coffee

broker - a chocolate coin with a taste of metal to it

traffic - dusty chocolate orange and probably a purple chocolate bar /aff

windforce - mango sago or mango sticky rice cake

7mk0 - OHHHHH BOY. the orange parts look like edible orange glass while he looks like he’d be a vanilla cake with dark chocolate foundant with a hint of orange zest. the horns would be hardened dark chocolate with orange bits inside them, with powdered sugar and edible glitter. his wings are edible sugary glass with a small hint of lemon/orange mixed in with them. i think you may have deduced who i am from this one part /silly

rainbox - rain drums, soft melodies (in all seriousness he also looks like he’d taste like blueberries and butterfly pea tea)

jesterspace - ribboned candy apples

slingshot - chia seeds and cupcakes

icedagger - ramune!!

frankenhammer - grape and lime flavored sponge cake

coil - fizzy soda mixed with gummy worms, an energy drink, and probably some really sweet junk. everyone collectively agrees on said drink being a chemical hazard but some still try it anyway out of morbid curiosity

pirate valk - seaweed soup

captain rocket - prawn crackers and cold soba

rainbeau - GAY CAKE!!!! GAY GAY HOMOSEXUAL GAY UHH WHAT ELSE (rainbow crepe cake with all the colors being different fruits)

hellhound - probably the most inedible here but if i had to say something. really dry baked bread/crossiant that’s been in the oven for too long

follower - milk pudding with a sheet of edible glass on the top

the inphinity - collectively watered down milk flavored jelly??

egobworder - strawberry shortcake. his armor is edible chocolate with a silver polish over it

coil 2.0 - wires and crunchy metal and circuits and video games and probably,, some strawberry and blueberry in there too (very faintly)

steampunk - lemon-orange (orange leaning) flavored cookie?? custard?? he would definitely be cookie flavored though

coolerbox - really fizzy soda with 10 energy drinks and probably drugs in it

cozyshot - warm cinnamon/chocolatey pastries straight out of the oven.. hot chocolate

g. zuka - stardust. perhaps lava cake

c. zuka + c. traffic - depression flavored black coffee and an energy drink diluted in hot chocolate respectively

sharkbite rocket - 5 day old shark fin soup and loneliness

dovord - candy hearts, red heart lollipops, and heart sprinkles

blaster rocket - blueberry flavored tiramisu with a hint of depression

pest - APPLE PASTRIES. CARAMELIZED CINNAMON APPLE ROLLS.

mach- a mousse: rich dark chocolate on the outside, rosy and creamy on the inside

hacksaw - tutti frutti flavored ice cream but the sauce is dried blood and the cone is metal

builderman - pound cake with a layer of powdered sugar

john doe - something that shivers and burns in your mouth, eating away at everything until you corrode. regrets of a long forgotten time.

griefer - thorny poisoned stinging nettles. eeewwww /j

the phighting beans - mochi with a fruit corresponding to the bean’s main color (though i’d say they’re too cute to be eaten)

Oh Oh holy fuck anon How did you- How long have you been writing this??? I was stunned into pure SILENCE when I saw this ask holy fuck I am just- Holy shit I need a minute my guy this is so???? Fucking cool???? I understand all of these so well...

[dailyautophagy]

I still can’t believe I lived over 30 years without knowing that you were supposed to wash rice

before you cook it like I didn’t cook rice ever tho I learned when I started to cook rice because I wanted to do it correctly and the soup girl on TikTok that I am a fan of is fucking real good at making rice and she was like wash your fucking rice so of course I (now and forever more) will wash my fucking rice, but I didn’t know it was a thing

That wasn’t covered in home ec

And I use a fork to do it because I always think my hands are dirty and they’re gonna get fucking extra dirt on the rice, but it’s crazy that this is how you make rice water that you would like put in your hair and thought that this would be the same rice water as the rice water I purchased in a spray bottle from Walmart once upon a time for like probably $10 so It’s just real upsetting that we buy things that we don’t need all the time all the fucking time and then we’re like well. Why can’t we afford anything? We think we need other things evidently

Oh, and about the rice washing, you gotta do it twice or three times because if you wash once and you’re literally just stir the rice in the water and watch the water become murky as shit it’s crazy

Why do we wash the rice? I don’t really know. Are these stages that are making the watermark am I just removing some excess starches from this rice? What am I doing like this? Can’t actually just be dirt on the rice because… because I don’t want to be lol

Yeah, definitely wash this shit more than one time and if you want when you’re done, save the fucking rice, water runoff, and poured into your hair as shower water

There was a guy on TikTok that I mean he’s not past tense. He’s still there, but I am not a fan anymore because he is a liberal despite looking like a lumberjack. I’m pretty sure people know who this person is just by that description so fuck that guy very disappointed in him I always was a little iffy about him and i thought it was because of his hair lip scar and my being shallow or whatever but i think he just gave libtard vibes that i was ignoring due to his wood chopping lol

If you think abortion rights protect women you are wrong. I’m prochoice but do not act like it’s for our benefit that we are allowed to kill babies lol if my sister got raped I’d take her to get plan b nd then to our favorite restaurant to plan the murder and body disposal of the rapist, and if the plan b doesn’t work I’ll take her to a clinic or whatever she wants. It’s not a hard question to answer unless you’re a fucking people pleasing faggot.

It’s a good thing. My human is still 40 fucking minutes away because I am not done making any of the dinners in my belly hurts, but it is not because of period. Cramps it is because I ate the majority of a gluten-free chocolate brownie cake thing yesterday and I think I didn’t poop it out this morning like I don’t know what’s going on not a great choice for me. I want to go sit on the potty but I gotta finish this rice

so about the rice lol

After you wash the shit out of it to the point where like you mix it in cold water and it is not murky anymore then this is a cup of rice. We’re speaking about a cup of rice and then I do 1 and 3/4 cup of water and 2 tablespoons of olive oil and I salt it a decent amount and then I bring it to a boil and boil it for a minute specifically 1 minute lol and then I put the heat on the low and then cover it tightly and then I leave it like that for like 10 minutes and then I shut the heat off and I leave it until I remember that it exists

This is just a pot and a stove and rice cooker no bags of rice that you put in the microwave because you don’t eat those they have seed oils in them

Meal prep rice immediately and look up cardiac berri berri happening in like China because I’m pretty sure that is not what we want Hold on

Yeah, no I had to run downstairs because oh in the words of Austin Powers or fat bastard

I had a turtle head poking out

Holy shit, not ideal

When I did people to people in middle school, we went to Yellowstone National Park and there was a girl who was religious and she would say shit is not holy anytime I said holy shit. Which is pretty freaking hilarious to me still

This poop is so terrible. I feel like I might throw up about it.

Which is a problem no one else seems to have. I’m the only one that sometimes when they’re pooping also has to throw up despite not having a booze in me and not having a baby in me and not having any reason for this to happen other than I suck.

I mean, I’ve googled it so I’m not concerned too much but I am always very much aware when I didn’t consume enough fiber … one would think I’d make that a priority

Plus, according to Barbara, the main OK so I’m done pooping already by the way, but the main thing about macros you know how you think of it as protein and fat and carbs don’t think of it as protein and fat and carbs think of it as protein and fat and fiber that’s what your body wants and needs. Your body does not need carbs at all, I can have them and it knows what to do with them. It just does not need them.

I know it sounds like I might be advocating for the carnivore diet, but I am not lol but even Barbara was like you have to respect Dr. Adkins because his science was correct

So I like that about her lol and when one of her students tells her like the authors she’s quoting are infidels she’s like yeah, but their science is correct. She wasn’t always an Adventist. And I don’t think her children are. But she’d still be in a rainforest if not for the church so for that even I give thanks to god for saving her lol even though she knows it was her own decision to leave that saved her, she wouldn’t have been able to without the church. Six kids are hard to relocate lol

I have never respected a woman more, truly. I’m amazed she still travels to speak. It’s grossly expensive and I’ve heard it all before and you can’t like actually 1-on-1 talk to her anyway so there’d be no point.

Now we wait

Rice that sits longer tastes better lol but like an hour tops and then eat that shit cause it really does start to grow mold overnight lol

I’m not positive about that actually whatever tho

HE IS HERE

okay bye lol

[histrynerdss]

(i wish you weren't) not too tired to please; pov lily

* • + • *

lily was more attentive than people thought.

she noticed how alex would gain a competitive grin when someone brought out a chessboard, how bertrand would occasionally swear in french, and sadly how alice would sometimes flinch at certain words, then quickly act as if nothing happened.

she also was also good at reading people’s emotions from their eyes alone.

alex was always filled with motivated fire in his eyes, bertrand often had a tired yet content look with his half-lidded eyes, and alice was always alert.

setra was always tired.

her eyes were always energetic, but there was an underlying tiredness hidden so well lily fell for the happiness nearly every time.

at first, she couldn’t understand why setra was tired. she really seemed like a perfect housewife; up at five, breakfast at six, house clean and shining by noon and lunch a delicious feast.

all of their rooms and anything related to them had meticulous detail, such as the more modern technology in lily’s, alex’s more forest-y wallpaper, so on and so forth.

during breakfast, their preferences were met with great attention, not a single thing out of place. alex had sweeter foods, waffles or pancakes and some hot chocolate with just a tinge of caffeine in it. azine had cup noodles every morning, despite setra’s obvious dislike for ‘that processed slop they call food.’ sethine had his fried egg and rice, even when setra really didn’t know where to get rice- and lily always had her turkish delight.

always, always, always, her mind repeated, always perfect. everything given to her was perfect. as if setra knew everything and anything about her. as if she twisted and turned to do anything for them. oh well, she thought, she might just be nice.

no. no she wasn’t.

one day, when lily had fallen sick, setra busied with her all day – chicken soup at her bedside, meds on the desk, crushed and mixed with water, room sparkling with how cleaned it had been, bed scented like flowers and blankets so soft it was like lily was on a cloud.

comparing it to when the others were sick or injured, they were treated much the same – and setra was the only exception.

despite how much she cared for the others like a mother hen, whenever it was her turn to be sick, no one really did the same. they tried, but setra insisted that she was fine, and on the surface, it really looked like she was.

but one must pay attention to details.

when sick, she was often more.. drunk, somewhat. lily can’t describe it any other way. setra was a little delirious when sick, losing the accent and talking in a southern drawl and sometimes even talking in french- bertrand refused to translate, however, saying some of the things she said were a little.. wrong.

back on track, however, after a little questioning, lily finally got her answer.

from what little she could understand, setra really was always tired. but the reason for her unfailing attention to detail was her determination to please.

apparently, she had an ‘obligation’ to, or else they would ‘go away.’

lily didn’t like what picture that painted.

so the next time setra was unable to do all of her normal tasks, lily decided she’d try and do the same.

she deserved it, anyway. maybe this way, her eyes would show some real happiness.

* • + • *

can you guys tell i don't know how tumblr works yet i don't know how to put italics and bold 😔😔😔

also as someone who wants to be a psychologist i pray my writing of trauma (when i do actually write more traumatic stuff like literal murder and su!c!d3) will be good 😭😭

oh i'm not telling who's unaliving themselves btw but i have a very long description in my head of how

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

107 of 2025

What was the last gift you received?

Some chocolate from a coworker last Friday.

Ten years ago, who was your best friend? Are you still best friends now?

Nielsje and yes.

What are some of your comfort foods?

Rice with vegetables.

What’s something that’s very popular, that you have no interest in?

K-pop, anime, video games, movies, vocaloid, dubstep, and the list goes on.

What’s something that many people would consider to be lame, but you don’t?

Tattoo chokers.

Have you ever lost your house key?

Yeah. Thankfully it was inside the house.

How would you describe your clothing style?

Mix of metalhead and hip hop with a goth twist.

The last time you were in a line, what were you waiting for?

Self-scanning counter in the shop.

What’s your favorite city in your own country?

Veurne and Kortrijk.

What’s your favorite city in another country?

Berlin, Amsterdam, Slupsk and Ustka.

Are there any very common foods/drinks that you pretty much never consume?

Mac and cheese and carbonara - I hate them. Coffee and Coca Cola - I can't drink them anymore.

What kind of device are you taking this survey on?

My laptop, as always.

What’s the most expensive thing you own?

Also my laptop.

When was the last time you had a package delivered, and what was it?

Last week and it was a hoodie.

Do you typically respond to text messages right away?

Nope, unless it's my dad or my husband. I tend to ignore texts, sadly.

What has been the highlight of this past month?

My dad finally got the date of the appointment set. He's going to the oncologist next Thursday, but we already knew it in January.

Has anyone ever assumed you were flirting with them, when you weren’t?

Yea. And then she was bombarding me with messages. Ew.

What types of stores do you enjoy browsing?

I browse when I need something.

Did your parents spoil you when you were a kid?

Lol no. Quite the opposite.

Would you rather watch a movie in the theater, or at home?

I don't watch movies.

What were you doing one hour ago?

Cooking a soup.

Have you ever used public transportation to get to work?

Many times, and I will have to do it next week as well.

What do you miss the most from before Covid times?

These times are over, everyone here has forgotten already.

What has been the best thing to happen to you in the past year?

I came back to work.

Who do you have listed as emergency contacts in your phone?

My husband.

Are you prone to jealousy?

Not at all. I'm not the jealous type.

How did you get through the lowest point in your life?

I had hope for the better.

Have you ever been someone’s first love?

I don't think so. Maybe I was the first true love to Nielsje.

Have you ever played frisbee golf?

Never heard of it.

What is your favorite silly, feel-good movie?

I don't watch movies.

How old were you when you got your first gaming console, and what kind was it?

We has Atari 2600 when I was, like, 2 years old.

Who in your family has the coolest job?

Me :P also my sister, and my dad, but he's already retired.

Is cereal technically a soup?

Depends on how you see it.

Have you found your first gray hairs yet.

Nope. Probably won't find them for long.

What is something that drains your energy really quickly?

Mean people.

Did you parents teach you how to make a budget before you moved out on your own?

My dad did. He also taught me to respect hard work.

What is your favorite food to put gravy on?

Mashed potatoes are the only thing.

Do you know anyone from Canada?

A lot of people, but all of them online and none of them in person.

What’s your opinion on astrology?

I don't believe in it.

Do you use TikTok?

Nope. I wish it didn't exist.

What do you have going on the rest of the day?

Beng lazy because Sunday.

[spaciousreasoning]

An Epiphany of Leftovers

Today was Epiphany Sunday, focused on the visit by the Wise Men. “Seriously, guys, frankincense and myrrh are great gifts!” is the line from my favorite Epiphany cartoon.

My blood sugar was down to 135. We had our coffee and did (most of) the brain games, before fixing some cinnamon toast and then heading to church.

On the way home, we stopped by the Target/CVS to get Nancy’s prescription. When we got home, we made a lunch of tomato soup, sandwiches and chips.

With rain forecast for 2 p.m., Nancy and I got ready to go out and get a little walk in, but it was already sprinkling when we stepped outside.

Looked like it would be another treadmill day, but that never happened either. A big “zero” went on the walking record.

Before heading off to the Sunday recovery meeting, Nancy and I put some leftovers together for dinner. We had a piece of leftover chicken piccata and some sauce, and we mixed it with rice, shredded cheese, and broccoli.

The recovery meeting celebrated Laurie’s 21 years. Another woman present had two years clean. After sharing her story, Laurie requested others speak on the subject of gratitude, and most of what followed was just that.

When I texted Nancy that I was heading home, she put our dinner in the oven, and it was ready by the time I got home. It was pretty good, and much better than throwing out the leftover bits. Too much of that happens when we lose track of what’s been sitting in the fridge for too long. Even some of the dishes we’ve posted dates on.

We enjoyed a couple of chocolate chip cookies from the batch made with the frozen dough, then we settled in to do some streaming. We watched the third episode of “Protection,” which is getting more complicated and revealing more corruption in the police force. Then we did two episodes from the third season of the Canadian series “Coroner.”

[abbyandhanako]

Favorite and Least Favorite Foods (Eun-min, Leopold, Eva and Rebecca)

Eun-min: Her favorite food is Bibimbap, a Korean mixed rice dish, despite being born into a life of privilege, she likes typically plain food and dislikes anything too rich, her least favorite is miyeok guk, which is soup made from seaweed, she cannot stand the sight of it and doesn’t like the taste.

Leopold: His favorite food is Currywurst, his least favorite is chickpeas, chocolate and peanuts due to his mild allergy to the latter.

Eva: Her favorite food other than chocolate rice cereal is Königsberger Klopse, which is meatballs in a creamy white sauce with capers, her least favorite is Kassler.

Rebecca: Her favorite food is Pepero and Pocky sticks, her least favorite food is Bouillabaisse, a French fish soup.

[dhampiravidi]

my muses' favorite things...

Jayn

Food - peach ice cream & herb-crusted fish

Drink - hot coffee mixed with chocolate OR sangria

Colour - gold & where deep blue meets violet

Season - spring/summer

Scent - lavender

Instrument - violin

Time of Day - late morning

Item - anthology of fiction from her childhood

Movie - Iron Man

Naela

Food - Moroccan-style tagine (stew w/lamb, dried fruit, spices)

Drink - pretty much any fruit juice made fancy (like mimosas)

Color - periwinkle/lavender (like her/her mom's eyes)

Season - summer

Scent - fresh flowers

Music - harp OR anything by Shakira

Time of Day - late morning

Item - her sword(s) OR a worn fantasy romance paperback

Movie - The Princess Bride

Achilles

Food - banana pancakes OR spanakopita

Drink - he just wants gin, a frappuccino, an Italian soda or water

Color - sea green

Season - summer

Scent - the sea

Music - pop (like Britney Spears) & rock (like Nickelback)

Time of Day - noon

Item - a pair of earrings that his mom bought him

Movie - Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith

Jas

Food - Japanese food (sushi, curry rice, mochi)

Drink - peppermint tea

Color - bubblegum pink

Season - spring

Scent - citrus

Music - classical (piano)

Time of Day - noon

Item - her dad’s necklace (Wayland ring on a leather cord)

Movie - A Bug’s Life (her dad took her to see it when she was little)

Skadi

Food - beef pot pie (potatoes, peas, carrots) OR blueberry muffins

Drink - something w/cinnamon (rum/horchata) OR Bai Mu Dan tea

Color - forest green

Season - spring & autumn

Scent - cinnamon OR fresh pastry

Music - low woodwinds & chanting

Time of Day - morning

Item - a Jotnar song her parent taught her

Movie - the LOTR trilogy + Good Will Hunting

Oraia

Food - dolmades (Greek stuffed grape leaves), pizettes (Italian chocolate cookies w/almonds & cinnamon)

Drink - paloma (tequila, lime juice, grapefruit soda) or mojito (white rum, sugar, lime juice, soda water & mint); peach green tea

Color - N/A, though she wears a lot of blue & white

Season - any time that isn't cold

Scent - vanilla

Music - Euopop, modern rock, anything worth dancing to

Time of Day - just after sundown

Item - the knife her mom gave her

Movie - Jumping the Broom OR Disney's Hercules

Hestia

Food - Thai coconut chicken soup OR Bûche de Noël [Yule Log]

Drink - Kahlua & Chai OR Chai Tea Latte

Color - orange

Season - winter

Scent - whatever her lover & her kid smell like

Music - 90s pop (mostly dance songs)

Time of Day - early morning

Item - picture of herself & a bunch of the X-Men outside

Movie - Love Actually

Rose

Food - garlic noodles (also she's a vegan, just sayin')

Drink - bourbon OR green tea (either w/honey)

Color - ballet pink OR white

Season - spring (no solstices & few cold breezes)

Scent - the sea

Music - punk-pop (especially acoustic covers)

Time of Day - early afternoon

Item - magic locket (allows for multidimensional comm w/father)

Movie - The Prestige

Aurelia

Food - chicken vindaloo

Drink - simple stuff. Latte. Tom Collins. CBD oil ;)

Color - jade green & gold

Season - summer

Scent - dewy grass, hot cocoa, woodsy cologne

Music - classic rock (especially The Rolling Stones)

Time of Day - early evening

Item - her wand OR a souvenir scarf from Nigeria

Movie - Die Hard OR Waiting to Exhale

Rela

Food - Jogan fruit OR a simple Chinese-style stir fry (vegetarian)

Drink - doesn’t like alcohol; Royal English Breakfast Tea (w/milk)

Color - the electric blue of a holobook

Season - autumn

Scent - trees & forests in general

Music - acoustic covers & R&B

Time of Day - middle of the night

Item - her late master, Maglos Nerot's, yellow lightsaber

Movie - historical documentaries (w/o reenactments)

Eugenia

Food - carbonara (pasta)

Drink - hates alcohol; Arnold Palmer (tea & lemonade)

Color - maroon

Season - spring

Scent - dewy grass

Music - R&B + 00s pop

Time of Day - late morning

Item - she can't pick (isn't materialistic anyway)

Movie - The Bodyguard OR Legends of the Fall

Shayera

Food - chicken mole enchiladas OR falafel

Drink - Hurricane (3x rum, grenadine, OJ, simple syrup) OR a vaguely fruity thing infused w/some caffeine

Color - hot pink

Season - autumn

Scent - cocoa butter

Music - 90s rap & modern alt (Hozier)

Time of Day - noon

Item - her mace

Movie - The Equalizer OR Rush Hour

Mu Lan

Food - nkwobi (spicy Nigerian stew w/cow foot & fish stock)

Drink - ginger beer (doesn't like drinking often)

Color - crimson

Season - spring

Scent - ginger

Music - violin OR indie folk (The Civil Wars, The Lumineers...)

Time of Day - late morning

Item - petals that she preserves in her books

Movie - Miss Congeniality

Monet

Food - steak (medium) frites

Drink - sidecar cocktail (cognac, orange liqueur, lemon juice)

Color - maroon

Season - summer

Scent - apple pie

Music - 80s pop music

Time of Day - noon

Item - her black trenchcoat (which she sometimes wears as M)

Movie - The Mummy

Fantomex

Food - pretty much anything French that's 4-star quality

Drink - White Russian (vodka, coffee liqueur & cream)

Color - white, sometimes silver

Season - winter

Scent - roses

Music - rap (in French, obviously)

Time of Day - nighttime

Item - a picture Evan (his adopted son/nephew) painted for him

Movie - Casablanca OR Atomic Blonde

Renée Michele

Food - her dad's étouffée OR her mom's lotus root pork bone soup

Drink - vodka & blue raspberry Jello shots OR caramel macchiato

Color - neon colors, typically purple

Season - summer (partly for the thunderstorms)

Scent - chocolate

Music - pop-punk & grunge

Time of Day - noon

Item - her eyes

Movie - Bullet Train

Rhea Livia

Food - cheeseburger w/onions & tomato OR pork broth ramen

Drink - Baya Energy Mango Guava (premade)

Color - electric blue

Season - summer

Scent - chamomile

Music - modern/10s pop

Time of Day - noon

Item - her skateboard

Movie - Scary Movie

Cathan

Food: best described as fish resembling salmon

Drink: Faerie wine (newer the better)

Colour: black, though he says red

Season: summer

Scent: vanilla

Music: 90s pop (he’s been to mundane clubs)

Time of Day: sunset

Item: scarf gifted to him when he was twelve

Movie: Good Luck to You, Leo Grande or Moulin Rouge

[poor-princejohn]

November 10 -- Love Is Stored In The Garlic

tw: mentions of almost drowning but i promise it's brief

John is a small and sickly baby who grows into a small and sickly child. Plagued with croup and whooping cough and tonsillitis and a myriad of ailments that see him spending days, sometimes even weeks in bed. Lucinda can’t explain it. But she knows, when the call comes in from the sands of Steephill Cove, that a near-drowning won’t help.

They airlift her boy to the mainland, to the specialist hospital, and after a little while they return him to her care. She’s instructed to rest him, and feed him well. Though Lucinda isn’t the best cook – as with most women of her breeding – there are some things she knows. Her grandmother was French; worse, she was Breton. No one was allowed to escape a little light cooking.

She starts with things that are hearty. Things that will line his water-logged chest and warm him from the inside out. She instructs Cook to save the bones from the Sunday roast and she simmers them over a low heat for hours, the scent of the bone broth filling the kitchen, filtering up into the dining room above. It trails behind her as she carries the bowl on a silver tray, which shakes whenever she turns a corner or mounts a step, not used to the weight of it. Some of the broth slops out of the bowl, droplets of fat-flecked liquid like reflecting pools on the polished silver. It’s all for nothing anyways; she manages to get a meager three spoonfuls into her son’s reluctant mouth before he turns green and hides his face beneath the covers.

She tries for tomato soup instead, making sure the tomatoes the gardener picks are the ripest, the reddest, the roundest. She blends them all, red speckles in her pale hair, and adds as much cream as she can before she repeats the same pilgrimage as before. Again, not that it does any good. The bowl of sunset orange is left on the side to cool, and then to sour, before the maids whisk it away.

Lucinda wonders if she’ll have more luck with something sweet. She opts for warm rice pudding, made with fresh jersey milk, from the cows that graze down by the coast. She has to shoo Cook away as she stands for nearly an hour, stirring and stirring, the milky steam curling the hair that frames her face. When the rice is soft she adds a dollop of summer raspberry jam, mixing it until the pudding is a muted pink. This she has more success with: they manage half a bowl before he gives up entirely.

Thus begins the campaign of sweets. She takes out the pastry Cook had prepared for the supper – not stealing, of course, because she owns everything in the kitchen, from the herbs dangling from the rafters to the mice that hunt for crumbs behind the cabinets – and cuts it into ribbons, turning them into crisp Palmiers dusted with thick sugar crystals. She has Cook make the batter so that she can stand at the hotplate and make crepes, telling her eldest son to run along before he burns his fingers trying to steal them away. She slathers them with blackberry jam as the seasons change, slices of plum stacked on top.

Over the winter, his appetite returns. She makes him hot chocolates at christmas, piled high with cream and marshmallows and so much sugar it’s a wonder he isn’t crawling the walls. She brings him breakfast, runny eggs with toast soldiers for dipping, and she resists the urge to grin when he grabs for them with gusto, splattering rich orange yolk on the bedspread. She doesn’t know if it’s because she makes it, but she likes to think so – she delights in the look on his face when she knocks on his door, silver tray in hand, no longer shaking with effort.

By the time his birthday arrives he’s almost back to normal: she arranges a picnic, up on the cliffs. It’s warmer and drier than April usually is, and Lucinda is glad. Her son’s skin is sickly pale from almost a year spent indoors, blue veins like rivers on a roadmap. She’s made the food specially: apricot jam sandwiches, cut horizontally, not diagonally, the crusts removed. Empire biscuits, inexpertly iced, half-glace cherries haphazardly thrown on top. And a birthday cake, crooked and drooping on one side, the icing a paler blue than she had imagined no matter how much food colouring she had mixed in. It doesn’t matter anyways; they go home with an empty picnic basket, smudges of pastel icing on the sides of the tupperware the only remnants of a homemade feast.

[arizona-mary-jo]

Blended

TRIGGER WARNING: Depression, self-deprecation, break-ups.

Blended - Arizona Muse/Arizona Mary Jo/Arizona Metzler

My knuckles hurt, this box is so full and it hurts my arms and my knuckles. My arms are sore and I have to walk up these stairs. Where do I live, I don’t know what apartment its apartment 252 I think I know its 252 right here right her on the left, I found my place. My back hurts, need key from back pocket, no front pocket no back pocket, no lost it no I have it in my front small pocket. New green door, miss my red door, it okay. . it’s okay. . here we are. . this is new . . . this is the new now and it is okay. I'm just going to goinside.

Sigh sigh sigh sigh, it smells, ew, tobacco, wish I can smoke, I can I am an adult, I can do what I want I want to smoke but I don’t want to smoke so it’s okay but I can if I want to because I am an adult but I don’t want to, but if I do its okay and I don’t have to be upset at myself. I don’t want to ruin how good I’ve been. . I don’t want to ruin anything else. . it’s okay. . it’s okay. . I should eat because I am hungry and tired and my knuckles hurt from the glass, from last week, felt good but sad, those frames were nice but its okay because its gone now and can't fix it, cant . . I can't . . maybe it will though . . be okay one day . . it’s okay. . everything heals in time. . this too shall pass, but she used to say that, I don’t have to hate it, it’s true, I'm just mad and that is okay. . it’s okay. . I should eat. I saw blue grocery store down that open street with red sign and taco place with red bench there, on that left there. I’ll go to that blue grocery place there.

Rice, beans, sandwich, soup, spaghetti, soup, ravioli, soup, smoothie, light? I don’t know what I am hungry for I want something light I don’t want don’t want heavy food please so full, I am full but haven’t eaten but ate lunch, lunch was small but I had had it not too long ago. It wasn’t healthy but that’s okay . . . I want to cook but I don’t know how. I burn. I scrap. I mess up. I miss read. I burn. Undercook. Mess up all food, I'm not good. Rice is always raw, chicken is hard I always burn the chicken. I have to get food so easy recipes are good for that. Basic items are easy, corn, can chicken, potato mix, broccoli, milk, cheese, chocolate, chocolate milk, strawberry milk . . sugar . . junk food . . I need real food and I can't just keep eating junk all the time . . her . . she . .

Her face . . anger . .

Cold . . its okay . . I know . . I know . . its

Okay . . I know . . lets keep going

but its okay to do every once in a while because I am an adult and can eat what I want and choose to be better too. Maybe a diet, I will grab veggies, fruits, juice, water, milk, potatoes, canned chicken, get magazine for recipes and diets, where are they? Front, okay, game plan, food, magazines, home, food. I can do this. I see magazines Ill go there first because I see magazines.

Keto, Rachel Ray, vegetarian, pescatarian, 30 minute abs, maybe I can look good, want to feel good for the summer if I happen to see her, I don’t want to see her but I want to look good . . does that mean I want to see her. . it’s okay if I do . . it’s okay. . its okay. . I'm in the store I should not think this, I haven’t read at all, just staring but have been tracking. It okay. . just read. Smoothies? Smoothies are good with burger so I can have a burger and a healthy smoothie. I ruin everything. . this blender will fix that. . it okay. . it’s okay . . I will get blender, put good food in like veggies and fruit and kale and carrots and strawberries and mangos and I will feel good and look good because I enjoy feeling better than . . than now . . .

. . .                                          cold. .  .               .    .    .                     cold   .     .       .

It’s okay. . it is okay. . snap our I have a mission, I need a blender, I will not ruin anything else. I promise I won’t.

Blue, green, blue or green, I like blue, but green is good and I need more color in my white blank apartment, smelly apartment, I want to pain walls of place green so I should get a green blender unless it blends in too well, ha, blends in, blender. I amuse myself, I am funny, but I need a blender so I am going to get the black one and paint my walls instead, unless I find something better.. something better? . . do I need better? Deserve better? . . .

Its okay . . its okay . . I am going to get something nice or different and not care about what is what, I will choose blindly, closing eyes closing eyes, feeling around am blind, pick! Yellow? Like a light yellow like a small flower? Or like grandmas dishes cups and bowls and plats glasses, a light yellow but she had red roses on front on front some pink roses with red, this is yellow blender, familiar, comforting, grandmas perfume,

     small and the last one. No box? No label, I want this blender for some why.

I will keep blender and pass on to my future children, if I have any, I would like

children just like she did . . she did . . I should have then but its okay . .

I am here now and should head our to check our now I have my blender. I'm hungry, want chocolate, but my teeth hurt from so much sugar, she said I needed to eat healthy . . she said id have i would have cavity cavities. . that’s okay . . I'm an adult now for a while and I am big to make my own decisions. . my own . . I can do what I want what I want what I want. . I want . . leave, I have my blender.       I just            I just want to leave .

spinach            carrots             apples              broccoli           oranges            potatoes           . . .

       cold . . .   strawberries    blueberry         milk                 butter   . . .        cold . . .

             heavy .          .           .           .           . I should move           .           .           . people will    ask  . . .        this wrong           .           . burden             . home.

My new apartment is old, smells, grime dinge, reeks. Knuckles sore, groceries not heavy though so I can hold but will put in kitchen, want rest my arms, arms sore from move and all those heavy boxes. Need food, I will eat to feel feel better, that sounds bad in obvious

terms blatant but it’s okay because I am an adult and I can handle it

and I can go somewhere to take care of it if I find the time, . .

Why if,  . . why would I say if if I want to get better, . . . . . It should be will, I will find time and get better, but that is for later, now I must eat, hungry and need energy, I will eat and I will

feel better. Better than what? . .than what? Do I feel bad? I should but that is okay

because I don’t want to feel bad. . I want to feel better . . I want better. I am better

because I say so, I will eat with my new blender and my for myself

I did things myself and I can push push through.

I suffer and my will will push me through because it is the fuel, I will push and do things.

No more thinking, I do, action now, blender now.

Focused, kitchen . . kitchen is very dirty . . is this . . .

No! no no no. Action! Blender. Outlet. Chord. BRIGHT . . . .smoke . . . smoke?

ruined. . . ruined . . . smoke.

no blender . . . no food.

Pizza.

She was right . . . Its all ruined . . . cold.        cold                 why cold.        I can't                          I can't make anything.

Sound. . . sounds ?  . . . heard something, heard something, I am sure, I heard heard something, its okay its okay its okay . . it is okay . .

it is okay. Yea. The kitchen is where where I heard the noise over

in front of me, should not be on floor right now, its okay okay okay, the kitchen. Okay fire? No smoke, no nothing. Burglar? No kitchen is far from door, would hear or see if burglar, okay slow . . . slow. I see . . Movement! Wagging? dog puppy. . Puppy? Yellow? . . . wait.

. . . . Blender?

This, blender, blender! Blender, light yellow, glass metal, small blender, wagging, wagging like a puppy, my blender, all mine, my light yellow, it jumps! Running around. Blender is cute, my blender, my buttercup. Perfect name for the blender blender because light yellow and butter cup is same shade, like grandmas cookware. Buttercup is happy, runs around, circles me, runs running around. can't go outside for running, run inside is good.

I still need eat, does blender buttercup eat? Must get delicious food.

I want buttercup happy so it wont ruin . . be ruined . . .

 I don’t . . don’t want to ruin . . . my new . . .

I don’t want to ruin anything else . . .

its okay.

Pizza! Pizza for buttercup blender would be good food as its new and delicious, blender will love pizza I love pizza. Will call over phone, can't wait I love pizza and so will buttercup.

Pizza time! Time to eat, marinara, good good yum robust smelling spaghetti dinner pepperoni cheese cheese smells so good, blender will love pepperoni pizza. Smells so good with open top, so good just want to only smell the so good smell. Good smells . good smells . mmmm good smells . need plate. Blender! Blender has plate! Blender is good boy very good boy who is helpful, deserves that good good pizza like a good boy.  Blender?          No pizza pizza . . No pizza?   Too hot? Blowing will cool down for blender.          Blender?          Still no pizza for boy?

               Blender does not like pizza. . . . veggies fruit for blender. . . good food for him . . .

good for him. . . . I can be like him . . I think . . . . . I can think I can do it.

Blender is good for me, blender is help and helpful like a good puppy, he is good and I will be good for him because he is so small and nice and cute and I can love him. I love him. I will protect my blender my buttercup. . . I can do that . . . I wont ruin this . . . I wont destroy this . . . I won't.

(The original version has spaces and indents, as well as specific words faded. Scanned version will be updated to see as is.)

[mysteryprincess05]

To all the inhabitants! What's your favourite food from your native country?

I love tamales! Especially the ones filled with chicken. Whenever a celebration comes around, the missus always makes the best birria.

For my entire life, I've eaten lots of yummy Greek dishes. If I had to choose one, it would be pastitsio, which is basically a Greek lasagna. I also love snacking on pineapple too.

My mom always makes the best onigiri. It's practically my favorite food. However, I do love it when she makes tonkatsu.

Just wait until you taste the dumplings my parents make. They have always been my favorite for as long as I can remember.

Couscous, all the way. Though, I do take care to watch how much rice I eat. Gotta have a healthy and well-balanced diet.

I love sweets of all kind! Especially chocolate and lollipops. I can't help it, I have a sweet tooth. Though, this doesn't mean I don't have a healthy diet.

My wife made the best curry I've ever had. It will always be my favorite. Whenever I'm feeling down, I would make it to comfort myself.

My parents used to make the best dishes ever. So it's hard to choose a favorite. It goes to show just how talented at cooking they were.

I love spaghetti. Though, back in Italy, we actually don't mix the sauce with the pasta together. What we do is place the pasta in a bowl or plate first. Then spoon the sauce on top of the pasta and finally add some grated cheese right on the sauce. I always use Parmesan.

I always love to snack on the durian fruit or any treats that are durian flavored. Despite its foul smell, durian actually as a custard-like texture and it tastes sweet.

Eis: Pretzels all the way. Growing up, I had to be very well-behaved at home and at school in order to be rewarded one. It was worth the effort.

Bruce: I am a fan of comfort foods. But if I had to choose one, it would be tomato soup. Such a savory and delicious dish.

(Sorry I couldn't add photos of Eis and Bruce. I could only add up to ten photos.