#tho didn’t buy bread

[miss-floral-thief]

In retrospect I think we have too much sliced turkey

[oysters-aint-for-me]

AAAAAAH i found a local brewery beer can with sunny reference art!

[waffledforbreakfast]

Roommate - [MUTI! BLLK X F!READER]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: heavy ooc (I MEAN HEAVY. forgive me, it gets a bit better later chapts i swear), bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, etc.

 Bllk as your Roomate 

>Rin

It feels like he’s never home. But he is. You two always somehow eat dinner at the same time, so you eat together. He doesn’t mind :> You ask about his day (he’s not used to people caring, is secretly happy) and he’ll tell you about all the stupid things Bachira did that day LOL

He’ll even invite you to watch horror movies with him (he tells himself it’s because he can’t finish his popcorn)

If you have extra tickets to a festival, he’ll gladly come along! (he insists it’s because it’d be a waste of tickets if he didn’t) 

A/N: Imagine if he runs into bachira and isagi there LOL

>Shidou

Y’all know about his morning routine- right??

No need for an alarm, this rat is never late.

Will barge into your room without asking, and rant to you about his day

He’s a great listener though, and he’ll offer to do your makeup! (He will be sad if you say no :c)

Great relationship advice. You have no clue where it comes from

He can and will comment on your outfits

Will draw you (i love artist Shidou)

Brings you left-overs from when he goes out (unless he dragged u along LOL)

>Sae

This man wakes up early. Too early.

He’d wake you up too (accidently) 

Used to order take out like everyday. Until you came along and actually cooked good meals. 

The first time he just eyed your food with a blank expression. You had no idea what he wanted XD

you awkwardly offered him some, he couldn’t resist and tried it

He then said he’d pay you to cook for him

When he goes out and sees smt you might like, he’ll send you a picture and ask for your thoughts. If you take too long he’ll just buy it

Will tell you about his day (after he naps)

>Niko

Will often just knock and peak into your room to see what you’re doing for no particular reason other than wanting to check up

Runs to you after reading a new chapter of his manga

“nOOOOO THEY KILLED HIM😭” sorta vibes yk? If you’re reading the same thing, you’d have to stop him from giving your spoilers, to which he’d wait patiently for you to finish so he can rant to you

Share your theories on animes/mangas together

Can’t cook, but he’ll buy the materials if you need them :3

Please get this boy a plushie, I think he’d love it sm

Man has his earbuds in 24/7 tho ;v;

He’d come into your room to steal manga

>Kaiser

Keeps calling you Ness outta instinct

This lead to you not cooking for him anymore (you’re not too sure when you agreed to cook for him in the first place, but he just kinda expected it-)

Will complain about said food, but then apologize and beg you to keep cooking once he realized you’re serious about stopping

Asks for your opinion on a lot of things “This outfit looks good right?” “Who do you think is the best striker?” “You like milk?!?!” etc. though you’re not sure if he actually cares about your answer

Kaiser would pace, rant, and talk to himself on a (concerningly) normal basis

This man would silently fold anytime you give him a genuine compliment though

He finds your affirmations very comforting, that’s why he asks you to compliment him so often LOL

He’d often give you bread. Just- bread. He’ll come home with a bagged baguette in his hands, and give it to you with a proud smile

>Ness

This man does *everything* 

Ness calls you Kaiser on instinct too

Will get on his knees and apologize when he does so 

Genuinely shocked when you shrug it(the kaiser calling) off

Non-stop talking about Kaiser turns into non-stop talking about you XD 

“Omg you look so pretty today :D” “Let me dry your hair for you :3” “Can I braid it?” etc.

Has no clue what to do when you ask him about his day because no one has ever asked him before

But he’ll start ranting about it, and look over at you every few seconds to see if you’re listening and if you’re ok with him going on :>

Insists on doing all the house chores (except for cooking, he likes your cooking, but’ll still do it if asked)

>Otoya

…Does anyone actually want this man as a roomie??(Me.)

Would leave a mess EVERYWHERE and is genuinely shocked when you don’t offer to clean up

The way he acts has you questioning his upbringing…

Eats all your food, brings people over constantly, probably broke a plate and didn’t bother cleaning it up

The only thing he offers in return is to make out-

His jaw drops when/if you decine 

>Karasu

Watches TV in the living room typa guy (ik that’s what ur supposed to do, but let’s be honest, y’all are prob cooped up in your room reading this)

Whenever you leave your room and enter his line of vision, he just stares 

It’s genuinely unsettling. So like a normal person, you stare back. You’ve now been staring at each other for 2 minutes

Any/all gifts Karasu gives are things he observed from you (ex.Favourite food, scent, show, etc.) and I’m sure you’ll do the same in return 

Will message you random pics he finds funny

 “[Pic of a party hat on a trash can] haha, look at this”

If you cook for him, he’ll order takeout for you

>Reo

He’s either the best roomie, or the worst-

You guys never run out of food or supplies, and always have something fun to do

He’ll take you out on the weekend to do fun stuff, and you two get along pretty well!

As long as you don’t question why he has so many toothbrushes, he’s pretty chill :> 

A/N: no an :3

[oddaesthetin]

sunny days — yoon jeonghan

————

“aigoo. you really have got to get out of here.”

awoken from the sound, you grunted as you tried to find where the voice was coming from. just near the bedroom door stands your hannie, with both arms resting at both sides of his hips. you whined and closed your eyes as you felt your energy depleting again.

it was monday, and you really have no plans whatsoever to spend the day. after two weeks of being completely eaten out by a very important presentation at work, your two days off were the only ones you had long anticipated. and it’s not that you didn’t miss spending time with your boyfriend, but he’s mostly been here with you on the two weeks you were killing yourself over work, so you’re pretty sure he’s aware of what you’ve been through.

“no, like seriously, when was the last time you actually went out and just basked in the sun?” footsteps nearing your bed, you raised your head again and looked at him with sleepy eyes.

“don’t know and don’t care, hannie. i’m so tired,” you said in a groggy voice, hoping he’d feel even just a little bit of pity and not make you go out. “besides, since when were you the one to be excited to ‘go out and bask in the sun’? last time i checked, you’re the type to hibernate longer than a dormouse.”

fast forward to 40 minutes later, you found yourself getting dragged by jeonghan outside your apartment complex. something about how you needed the sun’s vitamin D for your bones (because you spent the past weeks sitting and grouching on your work desk) was what made him win the argument. where to, still unknown. but since he’s the one who asked you out, you’re pretty confident he’s prepared for this.

-

“lovie, don’t you feel much better?”

as much as you wanted to disagree, fortunately, unfortunately, he’s right. after a few quick trips to several cafés on a bread and pastry hunt, you spent the remaining time before sunset walking along the pathways of a small trail near the mountains. indeed, you needed the sun so badly that you started running excitedly as soon as you saw the familiar trail. to give more context, this was the trail you and jeonghan often frequented when you just started dating. you remember considering this place as a hideaway when you were still not used to adjusting to each other’s schedules. 2 years later and everything remains the same— from the fresh smell of the leaves from the pine trees brought by the cold winds to the glowing scarlet orange sky. anyone who would come here, stressed or not, would be delighted in a minute.

“yes,” you answered shortly. childishly plucking off some of the dandelions disseminated along the field, then sneezing right after you idiotically attempted to smell them. jeonghan couldn’t help but laugh at the behavior. you’re just like a cat.

“someday, i’ll build a house on a place like this. sooo refreshing.”

“wow, really saying that while rubbing your nose off your face? couldn’t be more ironic, love.”

sighing, jeonghan went to your side to gently slap your hands away from your face. he pulled out a handkerchief in his pocket and started using that in an attempt to remove any remaining pollen in your hands. despite your complaining about treating you like a child, he won the argument for the second time on this day.

“ooh, but i do get you, tho. remember that piano scene from crash landing on you? wasn’t that in switzerland? the place looks so chilly and vibrant. maybe we could buy a house there in the future.”

feeling lighthearted, you made a joke, “what, like, you proposin’ to me or somethin’?” while annoyingly raising your brow up and down at him. not quite a common sight, but the faint embarrassed expression he quickly hid behind a grin did not escape your eyes. he playfully swatted your face and stood up.

“who said you’re gonna live with me? i’m just planning to include you in the buying process then i’ll leave you alone here.”

“i’ll secretly write my name as the sole owner then. i’d be so quick you won’t even notice me stealing your pen, asshole.”

your boyfriend laughed again; not because of your silliness but because of the happenstance of what you said. such an irony, truly. he shook his head as he thought.

by the time he was finished having an internal monologue, you were already walking far away from him, still preying on the variety of dandelions scattered wildly at the trail. the previous lassitude on your face is now gone. he eventually caught up to you and stopped you from walking by holding your hand as he pointed the other to the sun that is now in its setting glory. as cliche as it looks like, the day ended with you both being completely entranced by the scene.

unbeknownst to you, somewhere along the streets of lake brienz already lies a home unneeding of your clever plan. you must have forgotten already, he deemed. but it’s still clear as day in his mind how you had mentioned of switzerland before. it’s still a secret though. making sure not to mess up an even bigger surprise he plans on giving you, he grinned again at himself.

jeonghan rarely plans dates, but when he does, it always ends up being more than what your heart can long for.

—

© oddaesthetin 2024

[allicat0]

hi there! i absolutely loved ur other fan fic even tho i didn’t know the character. made my pussy throb. anywho 😊 just seeing if u are able to write a gojo x reader, perhaps him being older ( older brothers bsf, teacher, etc. ) i also would love to see some discreet public sexy time. ( classroom, movie theatre, pool… i love fucking hot tubs and pools…) thank you so much!😜✌️🎀

Our little secret

Ans: thank you so much for the support, and of course! I’m so excited to write my take on Gojo! Hope you like it!!

Summary: University au! You're working along side your thesis advisor Gojo in hopes to working closer to your ambitions for the future. But being a university student, costs are high and money is low. So to be able to keep up with your school you have a little gig on the side.

Content: MDNI, 18+, abaf reader, smut, forced proximity, dubcon, oral, penetrative sex, domination, degradation, praise, making out, rough sex, oral sex, penetrative sex, teacher/student relations, dominant Gojo, submissive reader

A/N: I apologize if not all of my historical information its 100% correct, I did do a little research for it to make as much sense as I could. I also apologize for any word vomited, grammar, or punctuation errors. I was up till 2am writing. but hope you enjoy!

You had been given the opportunity to have Satoru Gojo, head professor of the History department as your Thesis advisor. It was all still a little unreal to you, but you couldn't be more grateful. You have spent countless hours with one another, early mornings and late nights, doing your best to progress with your latest research proposal.  “The Villa of the Papyri” you said, placing your stack of papers down onto Gojos desk. “Now that surely is a pretty big project your-” He began to reply before you quickly cut him off “I understand it’s a lot, and that most of the contents inside got destroyed but there are over two thousand lost scrolls that reside inside that structure. There could be so many answers about the lost city of Herculaneum that those scrolls could contain!” Your look was genuine. . and so full of hope that he just couldn't say no. 

As weeks passed, you still had no leads. Weeks turned into, months, and months turned into a year, endlessly working alongside Gojo. Despite your research not flourishing as much as you had hoped, your relationship with your professor grew more than you expected. It didn’t feel like work, it was tolerable to be around eachother, it didn’t feel like he had some weird authority complex over you, you were comfortable, you couldn’t help but admit to yourself some feeling for your professor began to form and you wished nothing would come in between that. .until something did.

Being a university student, especially in the department you're in, funds are high and since you were usually busy researching all day, you had a hard time getting a stable job that worked around your harsh schedule. The school did pay you money to go through with this research but it was barely enough to buy you a loaf of bread and toilet paper. You needed money to survive and things were getting a little tight, so you thought working at your local club didn’t sound like a horrible idea. . as a dancer. 

Zafrio, is one of the more popular clubs in the area, but they worked well around your schedule, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays every week. The pay was beautiful, every penny you made on that stage was yours to keep, on top of that you also got your bi-weekly pay which 10% of it went through tip - out to the servers, but you weren’t complaining. On average you made at least four hundred dollars a night, but on good days you would rack up closer to a thousand. 

Tonight was your Saturday shift, the busier one out of the three. As you were getting ready backstage a familiar face walked into the club, the club was packed full of people, he made his way through the crowd, brushing past people shoulder to shoulder, getting closer to the main stage. Now he didn’t come here often but when he did, it was every Saturday at eleven, to see you and only you perform. He used having a large crowd to his advantage as he was often hidden, so you seeing him was never a concern of his. How he found out about your little side job was not intentional, he just happened to stumble into the club with some of his friends one night, and there you were working. Gojo was beyond intrigued, so ever since that day he’d been coming to watch you perform, he didn’t know why he came back, but all he knew was that he started thinking of you in ways he’d never dare think of before. 

Your stage name gets called and there you are, walking out onto the stage over to the pole, beginning your number for the whole club. Cheers filled your ears, watching the money fall onto the stage, the serotonin that pumped through your body was unbelievable and he watched, every. Last. second. His eyes never leaving you or your body. The way your hips sway to the music, it was like he was in a trance. 

As you finish your number your eyes fall out to the crowd, adjusting from the bright stage lights shining up at you. You start to strut off and out the corner of your eye, you see. . no it couldn’t be. What was he doing here?? Your heart rate began to pick up. What was your professor doing here?! You quickly rushed the rest of the off stage. Did he just see you perform? Your mind was rushing at a million miles a second. 

You arrived backstage and looked in the mirror, your mind began to spiral and your heart picked up its pace, that was totally him, there was no denying it. “Is everything alright?” one of your fellow dancers came over to see if you were okay as they noticed you were panicking. “Yah.  .yah i'm fine” you said to put your clothes on and packed all your belongings. “Something came up and I really need to go, please let the boss know I’m sorry.” You knew all of the money you got from that dance would be taken care of by your boss, and were quick to leave, walking out to your car and heading home. 

Monday finally rolled around and you were on your way to Gojos' office to start work. If it were any other day you would be eager to get back to work after a weekend break, but today wasn’t any other day. The events of Saturday night still loomed in the back of your mind, you didn’t want to admit it but you were scared to face Gojo, how were you supposed to just act normal after that night?!

You opened the door to the office and plastered a smile onto your face and there he was sitting at his desk. “Good morning professor.” you said, making your way into the room, closing the door behind you. “Good morning, how was your weekend?” he asked, his eyebrow slightly arching with the question. You felt a lump form in your throat forcing it down before speaking. “Ah, it was quite relaxing,” you said trying to cut the conversation. “I'm surprised, you spend your weekends working do you not?” his head tilted ever so slightly, a smirk forming in the corner of his lips. He knew what he was doing and he knew you saw him that night. 

You froze in place for just a moment, “i'm not sure I know what you mean” Gojo looked at you right in your eyes, leaning forward so his elbows were resting on his knees. “I think you and I both know what I mean” your breath hitched, there was no going back, there was no avoiding this. You watched as Gojo sat up from his chair and made his way around his desk. Leaning against this chair and resting his ass against it he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Well. . am I wrong?” This was it, your career was over, there was no way you would be able to recover from something like this, you knew the risks and yet you still took the chance, now look where it got you. 

You could feel yourself trying to choke but in the coming years, you were trying your best to keep yourself together. “Now you know there's no reason to lie to me. .” Gojo pushed himself off the desk and made his way towards you, your eyes never leaving him. He walked behind you, leaving your sight, but you could feel him looming over you. “Professor look, moneys been low and.” his hot breath suddenly hit against your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.” His words were soft. 

Your shoulders tensed as he placed his hands on them “Is this okay? Can I touch you here?” Gojo let out softly once more, you simply nodded your head being speechless. His hands began travelling down stopping right at your hips. “You know. .I have a confession of my own. Ever since I found out about your secret endeavours. . I haven’t been able to stop going back. . I can’t stop thinking about you in ways I shouldn’t.” He choked out, Gojo was doing his absolute best to keep himself at bay. 

“Really?” you said, sounding surprised, his words were making your stomach flutter. As much as you wanted to deny this as wrong and unprofessional there was a recurring curious thought that wanted to find out more, what exactly was he thinking. “The thought drives me crazy” the hold he had on your hips gets tighter, but you move away from his grip, turning around to face him. His eyes were drawing you in like never before, you couldn’t describe it, but his gaze was full of pure lust. 

You bit down on your lips, you were unsure what to do, act professional or. . no what were you thinking! “Darling,” Gojo said, snapping you out of your thoughts. His hands coming up and cupping your face, his thumb trailing softly against your cheek. “Gojo I. .” You stood there speechless. “This is unprofessional.” You try to centre your thoughts “I think we’re long past that.” he said his hand never leaving your cheek. His face leaned down his lips inches from yours “if you want me to stop then tell me, I want you to be okay with this” you looked up at him through your lashes nodding your head ever so slightly. “Please. .don’t stop” you let out quietly just enough for him to hear you. 

Next thing you know you felt Gojo’s lips press against yours, lips moulding with one another. His kiss was delicate, but carried so much passion and lust behind every movement. Your mind continued to spiral at every given minute, but you didn’t want to stop, you wanted more. Gojo’s hands travelled down before taking your ass in his hands giving it a squeeze as he continued to kiss you. 

His tongue slipped past your lips and moved with yours, but it didn’t last long as he was quick to pull away to catch a breath. His head moved to your neck planting firm kisses against your neck as his hands made their way up your shirt, cupping your breast in the process massaging them as he continued to place his markings down your neck. “You’re fucking gorgeous” his voice was breathy, against your skin.

Gojo guided you over to his desk, turning you around to your back facing him. His hands lingered at the hem of your pants, thinking for a moment before he pulled both your pants and underwear down revealing your slick pussy. Gojo went down onto his knees to get a better view, his hand trailing up and down pushing in between your folds, slowly sticking his middle and ring finger deep into your pussy, causing a moan to escape your lips. “What if someone hears us?” you asked nervously. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you slowly watching how your pussy swallowed his fingers “let them” he said. 

The speed of his fingers began to pick up the pace causing soft moans to escape through the seam of your lips. Gojo pulled his fingers out of you, spreading your legs open enough to lodge his head in between your thighs, dragging his tongue against your pussy. As you lay there leaning over his desk, gasping for breath, Gojo tasted every inch of you, savouring the sweetness of your flesh, he knew exactly where to touch, how to caress, driving you further into the realm of ecstasy. Your hips would involuntarily push back into him as he lapped his tongue over your clit, exploring every curve and crevice, bringing you to the edge of climax. It was almost painful, the anticipation and desire building within you, but you wouldn't trade this exquisite torture for anything else. 

As you were nearing release Gojo pulled away standing up, quickly unbuckling his pants to unveil his already hard twitching cock eager to pound into you. He held the base of his cock, dragging the tip in between your wet folds, before slowly pushing himself into you, causing a groan to escape from the back of his throat. His hands grabbing onto your hips, he began to slowly move his hips watching your pussy swallow his cock. “You feel so fucking good” he said as he began to pick up the pace. Your hand moved up to your mouth blocking out the moans leaving your lips, doing your very best to stay quiet enough so others wouldn’t hear your lewd sounds. Gojo’s thrusts became rough, his hand releasing your hip entangling his fingers through your hair tugging on it as he pounded into you. “You’re such a good girl, taking me so well”. 

As Gojo continued to thrust deep into you, you felt yourself coming closer to the edge once again, the knot building up in your stomach from him constantly hitting your G-spot. Your free hand moved down in between your legs and moved rapidly against your clit. “ you gonna cum on my cock baby?” He asked you, smirking down at you, how he enjoyed the sight. You let out a moan as your legs do their best to hold themselves up through your orgasm, Gojo was close, you could feel his cock pulsating inside of you. His thrust was becoming sloppy and out of rhythm. With a few more thrusts he quickly pulled out of you, his hot cum hitting against your back “fuck” he said out of breath looking down at the mess he made, but god it was fucking hot.

His body pressed up against your own, planting a soft kiss against your shoulder. Moving the hair away from your neck and planting them slowly against your neck as well, he let out a light groan, the vibration of his hot breath against your skin made you shiver. “Let's get you cleaned up baby” Gojo said, going back to his cocky smug voice once again. “Oh and. .lets keep this our little secret alright?”

@allicat0 signing off. .

[skzstanforeversposts]

Hello! This is my first time trying out a small kind of fic, please help me with making it better with tips! ❤️

The skz dorm was oddly quiet today, too quiet…it was mostly because a lot of them were not inside, Chan has recently earned a nice coupon to a fine dining experience around an hour away from here, and none of them wanted to pass that up so they came with.

But one member decided to stay behind for a reason he wouldn’t explain, and that member was Jeongin, the baby bread himself (who’s definitely not a baby anymore, I rest my case). On almost every camera clip he sees of him, he doesn’t seem to notice how buff and amazingly beautiful he looked, he only saw the small parts of him that were apparently too chubby for his liking*

*So he declined the offer, excusing it as needing time to practice for the music bank performance, and the members bought it even tho a pouty Felix tried to bring him with them. So now the young buy was sitting in his room, watching videos of him on skz talker and frowning at the sight of himself. He didn’t think that anyone was going to come in here for a while, so he began to let tears stream down his cheeks.*

*He has just been so overwhelmed by his own escalating words and comments, making his own worries cloud the truth. He felt like he was gonna break down, when suddenly, someone opened the door. It was the dweakki himself, probably back from the gym and therefor not being able to follow the others*

*Changbins eyes became worried and concerned by the sight of his baby crying, and he sat down next to him while letting him lean against his chest* “Innie-ah, what’s wrong?” *His voice still had that playful ting like it always did, something he used to bring happiness to all the members around him*

“I-I’m getting chubby, hyung…everyone knows it, i know it…Binnie hyung, what if I turn too chubby?…” *Innie was a mess, snorting from his nose and letting tears redden and swell up his face. Changbin sighed, wondering what he was gonna do to make Jeongin feel how amazing he actually is, his hands gently stroking his hair*

“Yah, what am I gonna do with you…” *Changbin sighed, his hands moving lower while trying not to act suspicious. He got thru the blonde strands, and managed to get to the younger males little ears. He gently traced around them, letting one of his nails scratch the lobe. Innie immediately burst into quiet giggles and snickers, something Changbin knew would happen*

“H-Hyuhuhung…that- thahat tihickles..!” *Innie squeaked, hoping that this wasn’t what he thought was beginning to happen.* “Sorry, what did you say? I couldn’t hear over those sounds of newfound happiness you’re making, giggles~”

*Changbin smirked at the nickname he created right there, not only because it fitted, but because Jeongin turned red in the face from it out of embarrassment. He hummed as he travelled farther down, going over to his collar bones, chuckling when his baby squealed before locking his shoulders up*

“Ah ah ahh~ Listen to your Hyung, and open that neck for the tickle monster!~” *Changbin teased, knowing that the mention of a ‘tickle monster’ would always make his baby bread flustered. He managed to sneak his fingers in, making Jeongin shudder enough so his neck broke loose, making Changbin fingers start going ham on his neck*

*Jeongin gave up, and just layed down onto Changbin with his head on his chest, just giggling while looking at the ceiling. He had to admit, he was feeling better by this, having his favorite hyung here with him, even tho he would never cal him that out loud.*

*But after a bunch of small tickles and nibbles and teases, Jeongin began tapping out, the tears from his eyes now staining Changbins chest. The older decided to stop, kissing away his tears while rubbing at his neck*

“now, you feeling better? or am I gonna have to get the others to join in when they get back?” *Changbin asked playfully, giggling with Jeongin afterwards before pulling him in for a cuddle*

*A faint ‘I love you, Hyung’ could be heard from the smaller before small snorts of slumber, making Changbin smile before falling asleep as well. And let’s just say, Changbin got really wrecked when the other members came back and heard Jeongins part of the story first, but he didn’t care as long as his aggi pang was happy*

And that’s it!! This is my first fic, so please leave tips if you want to, but please just be gentle with it because I really don’t want master critics on my first post! ❤️ Wish you the best, your very own guest from the southwest🤭

[auckie]

Ok no actually I wanna hear your Trader Joe’s opinions I’m really into the orange strawberry banana juice, the bruschetta sauce, the cranberry lime juice sparkling water and cinnamon schoolbook cookies

You and I agree on the CLSW (cranlime sparkling), haven’t tried the others but I’ll look into them. The normal lime one is also amazing on its own, as well as a mixer for both alcoholic and non alcoholic drinks. Summer must!

There’s so much shit I’m obsessed with, I’ll try and list the most important ones

English crumpets

Mango kefir

Brown sugar oat creamer

Chocolate oat milk

Simpler wines brand sparkling white canned wine

Pfeffernüsse

Chocolate babka

Brioche sliced bread

Danish Kringle

Pinks and whites shortbread cookies

Joe Joe’s gluten free classic Oreo knock off cookie

Madras lentils (boxed kind is good too)

Canned giant baked beans in tomato sauce

The non joes brand oat milk coffee and kombucha but you can get those anywhere

Their candles, two in one grapefruit mint hair wash (I despise two in one products but this one doesn’t foam and is more of a cleansing conditioner I use in between shampoo and regular conditionings), and many other non food items. I’ve bought their towels, seasonal decor (usually those felt garlands), face lotions and oils. Loved all of them. Usually I only restock on the lotion, hand soap, and lavender laundry bags. Their detergent is nice tho, and I’ve also gotten their wool laundry balls but you really only ever gotta buy them like once. They also usually have pretty cute cards at the checkout! I like their cheaper flowers too, but there’s also a lot of very cute seasonal items they carry that I just can’t justify buying bc of price (have you seen their felt sunflowers? So adorable)

Simpler times potato chips

Crispy Crunchy Champignon Mushroom Snack

Fruit leather bars

Dried orange rings

Lox (labeled as smoked salmon iirc)

Both their Tunisian and kalamata olive oil

Vodka sauce

Roasted red pepper and tomato canned soup

Canned vegetable soup

Gone bananas chocolate covered frozen bananas (gone berry crazy strawberries are good too but like a dollar or two more expensive)

Jasmine rice in the frozen isle

Lime popsicles

Steak and stout meat pie

Pastry Bites Feta Cheese & Caramelized Onions

Canned tuna*

*especially with the gluten free microwaveable mac n cheese (I’m not gluten free if you’ve noticed, I literally just prefer some of their gluten free products. Same with the oat milk. I’m not lactose free but I just really like it)

Most of the frozen wontons I’ve tried

Chimichurri rice (goes great with the aforementioned roasted red pepper box soup, and chopped onions, green peppers, and spinach cooked in a wok)

Chicken sausage

Butternut squash gnocchi, iirc the potato gnocchi is good too

Most of their dried pastas

Almond and chocolate filled frozen croissants

The bars of chocolate you find at the check out that come in packs of threes

The weird meat sticks at the checkout too

Frozen hashbrowns

For whatever reason, their frozen green beans and asparagus is so much better than other generic brands I’ve tried

Any of the canned olives but esp the kalamata

Sun dried tomatoes

The produce is okay, a little pricey but they had brown Mexican tomatoes once that fucked hard. The herbs trustworthy too but really where is it not

Any of their chocolate covered nuts

Their fucked up chocolate covered chips, sometimes found in their snack mixes

Peanut butter pretzel snacks

Their dried seaweed isn’t my fav, but it’s not bad. I think it’s overpriced tho but tbf I usually get huuuge, less flavored packs from Costco

Pine nuts but good Gd are they expensive

They have cute, weird heirloom hybrid squashes during the fall a lot too that are pretty tasty

Things I’ve gotten from there that I hated? I didn’t like their orange chicken, ANY of the cereals I’ve gotten from there oddly enough, their pecorino Romano only comes grated and mixed iirc and I didn’t care for it. Some of their beers have made me scowl but also those are all random brands. But their wine (yes, even SHAW. But shoutout to coco bon red blend and blue fin moscato RIP!) has never does me wrong…except for any other flavor of the simpler wines canned ones. I can only do the sparkling white and literally no else I've forced to drink it has liked it! some of their salads have done me wrong. the canned chickpeas and dolmas were off. and some of their pricy juice mixes left me a bit disappointed.

[got-into-worm-by-mistake]

Gestation 1.1 Live Reactions

(This is me, writing reactions as I read, because why the fuck not. They're not complete, mature thoughts taken after I sit back and evaluate what I've read. Consider them as such)

He was animated, clearly excited about what he was talking about, and for once, the class was listening.  He was the sort of teacher who tried to be friends with his students, the sort who went by “Mr. G” instead of Mr. Gladly.  He liked to end class a little earlier than usual and chat with the popular kids, gave lots of group work so others could hang out with their friends in class, and had ‘fun’ assignments like mock trials. He struck me as one of the ‘popular’ kids who had become a teacher.  He probably thought he was everyone’s favorite.  I wondered how he’d react if he heard my opinion on the subject.  Would it shatter his self image or would he shrug it off as an anomaly from the gloomy girl that never spoke up in class?

Well, certainly does a good job of making it clear what sort of character we're starting with, and what sort of character they're looking at.

Knowing where it goes, knowing how it ends.

Sure is a start, isn't it?

“Let me wrap up here,” Mr. Gladly said, “Sorry, guys, but there is homework for the weekend.  Think about capes and how they’ve impacted the world around you.  Make a list if you want, but it’s not mandatory.  On Monday we’ll break up into groups of four and see what group has the best list.  I’ll buy the winning group treats from the vending machine.”

Jesus Christ.

Though, I'm not sure if High School me would have found Mr. Gladly insufferable or not. I would have liked the lack of real homework, maybe. Hard to say. I wasn't a popular kid he'd have liked tho, and plenty nerdy and I didn't hate homework (for subjects I liked). Also, while I was bullied sometimes, hardly to the extent some people could be, let alone Taylor, so... very different perspectives.

I didn’t deck myself out in bright colors like a bird showing off its plumage

A very... odd phrasing, IMO. Maybe it felt less odd in 2011, or within a specific space of reading/writing. Or maybe I'm just reacting weird at this line because I had untoasted bread with jam for breakfast or what. Who the fuck knows? It stands out for some reason though.

The only book in my bag that I hadn’t already read was called ‘Triumvirate’, a biography of the leading three members of the Protectorate.  I was thinking I would spend as long as I could on Mr. Gladly’s assignment before reading, because I wasn’t enjoying the book.  Biographies weren’t my thing, and they were especially not my thing when I was suspicious it was all made up.

Obviously it's a little different reading the story when you know what things are, then when you go into it not knowing who the Triumvirate are, or the Protectorate or what a 'Cape' is (hasn't actually been explained quite yet). But I do. Still, trying to appreciate it cold, I do like the way the worldbuilding starts. The capital letters and the context makes it clear it's important in-universe, the reference to 'suspicious it was all made up' does as much worldbuilding by reference as mentioning the Triumvirate's existence. It's certainly nicely done.

I do wonder, obviously at some point this made it to Space Battles and got put up all over TV tropes, but how did it first start finding an audience? Where did Wildbow talk about it/share it/etc to first start to get traction?

Like, from what I gather, he was not prepared for the way Worm took off, and got so popular, and he sure wasn't prepared for the fandom he got, but I'm curious what he had been expecting when he started?

I could taste it as it ran down to my nose and mouth.  Cranberry juice.

I've heard about the juice incident and had it referenced in enough fics, etc, to know a lot about it, but no one, to my knowledge, ever said it was cranberry juice. Is there a reason Wildbow picked that? Or just because he needed to pick which juice and he picked it partially or totally at random? If there was a reason, how complex was it?

I'm definitely overthinking, more than I usually do when reading shit, but fuck it, why not?

Still. Odd that the detail of it being cranberry has literally never made it into any fic or reference to this event in discussions, etc, that I've seen.

Sophia and Emma were the types of girls that fit the ‘prom queen’ image.  Sophia was dark skinned, with a slender, athletic build she’d developed as a runner on the school track team.  Red-headed Emma, by contrast, had all the curves the guys wanted.  She was good looking enough to get occasional jobs as a amateur model for the catalogs that the local department stores and malls put out.  

I have to admit, while I don't really have a strong mental image of 'prom queen' anyway, 'slender, athletic runner's build' is not what I associate with prom queen. The way Emma is described seems to fit better.

“What the fuck!?” I screamed to nobody in particular, my voice echoing in the bathroom.  There were tears in the corners of my eyes. “The hell am I supposed to do!?”  I wanted to hit something, break something.  To retaliate against the unfairness of the world.  I almost struck the mirror, but I held back.  It was such a small thing that it felt like it would make me feel more insignificant instead of venting my frustration. I’d been enduring this from the very first day of high school, a year and a half ago.  The bathroom had been the closest thing I could find to refuge.  It had been lonely and undignified, but it had been a place I could retreat to, a place where I was off their radar.  Now I didn’t even have that.

ooooof. Just.

Ooof.

The buzzing at the edge of my consciousness was getting worse.  My hands shook as I bent over and gripped the edge of the sink, let out a long, slow breath, and let my defenses drop.  For three months, I’d held back.  Right now?  I didn’t care anymore. I shut my eyes and felt the buzzing crystallize into concrete information.  As numerous as stars in the night sky, tiny knots of intricate data filled the area around me.  I could focus on each one in turn, pick out details.  The clusters of data had been reflexively drifting towards me since I was first splashed in the face.  They responded to my subconscious thoughts and emotions, as much of a reflection of my frustration, my anger, my hatred for those three girls as my pounding heart and trembling hands were.  I could make them stop or direct them to move almost without thinking about it, the same way I could raise an arm or twitch a finger. I opened my eyes.  I could feel adrenaline thrumming through my body, blood coursing in my veins.  I shivered in response to the chilled soft drinks and juices the trio had poured over me, with anticipation and with just a little fear.  On every surface of the bathroom were bugs; Flies, ants, spiders, centipedes, millipedes, earwigs, beetles, wasps and bees.  With every passing second, more streamed in through the open window and the various openings in the bathroom, moving with surprising speed.  Some crawled in through a gap where the sink drain entered the wall while others emerged from the triangular hole in the ceiling where a section of foam tile had broken off, or from the opened window with peeling paint and cigarette butts squished out in the recesses.  They gathered around me and spread out over every available surface; primitive bundles of signals and responses, waiting for further instruction.

I do like the slow build up to the reveal that she's controlling bugs.

No one (well, no, not no-one, I've seen the claims that Wildbow is a hack but I've never believed they were correct, my other opinions on his character based on his reddit comments notwithstanding) ever said Wildbow was a bad writer.

Its not the most innovative of choices, revealing information the way he is, very tried and true techniques and tactics, but hardly makes them either bad, or tired or not do the job well.

It would be so easy, so easy to just go Carrie on the school.  To give the trio their just desserts and make them regret what they had put me through: the vicious e-mails, the trash they’d upended over my desk, the flute –my mother’s flute– they’d stolen from my locker.  It wasn’t just them either.  Other girls and a small handful of boys had joined in, ‘accidentally’ skipping over me when passing out assignment handouts, adding their own voices to the taunts and the flood of nasty emails, to get the favor and attention of three of the prettier and more popular girls in our grade. I was all too aware that I’d get caught and arrested if I attacked my fellow students.  There were three teams of superheroes and any number of solo heroes in the city.  I didn’t really care.  The thought of my father seeing the aftermath on the news, his disappointment in me, his shame?  That was more daunting, but it still didn’t outweigh the anger and frustration. Except I was better than that.

Yeah, I don't think I'd have Taylor's self-control.

Like, maybe not full Carrie, fear of getting caught might stop me, but using my powers to make them suffer? Absolutely would give in to that temptation, hard.

I was going to be a superhero.  That was the goal I used to calm myself down at moments like these.  It was what I used to make myself get out of bed on a school day.  It was a crazy dream that made things tolerable.  It was something to look forward to, something to work towards.  It made it possible to keep from dwelling on the fact that Emma Barnes, leader of the trio, had once been my best friend.

A powerful chapter ending, but also one that almost feels like it implies Emma will end up being more important, long-term, to the story.

On the other hand, for all that work is 'one work', it's really not. 1.6 Million Words is not one book. It's a whole series.

It's not so simple as each arc being it's own book, conceptually, I'm sure, but equally -

:thinking_face:

[remusbutfemale]

Just other Dps hcs because idk I like doing them:3

TODD IS ACTUALKY ME so

Todd hcs…where do I start

He definitely plays some sort of instrument, maybe the piano. But he was forced into it and doesn’t associate himself with it unless it’s brought up.

“My mom was thinking of buying a piano” Charlie would probably say and Todd would be like; “oh cool, I play the piano” and everyone’s like ‘what the fuck? You play the piano????’

He’s queer. Do I really have to elaborate here?

He def wasn’t entirely sure on his whole sexuality for a while, but he knows he isn’t straight. So that makes me wanna say he’s unlabeled, he is just a silly guy!

holds stuff off until last minute

“Did you do the Latin homework?” Neil would ask, and Todd would be like 😨 bc he didn’t really forget but he also just forgot it was due the next morning

Neil

he definitely does method acting, especially for puck

He would act like his character in the play during the school days, just for fun; maybe even when he was in his dorm with Todd. (Im gonna pretend he’s alive to not want to die) when he got a bigger role he would go out of his way to put himself in that character’s shoes until he had to film.

He has a collection of rocks I just know it dawg

“Neil what the fuck,” Charlie would say and Neil would turn confused as hell obvi, and Charlie found his little trinket drawer, like yeah he collects other stuff but bros entranced by rocks. “Oh yeah my rocks! Do you like them?” He would ask and Charlie would be like “yeah, I guess.”

His favorite season is summer.

He would LOVE summer, he definitely swims and is outside the entire time. He would probably be deathly afraid of bees tho, would scream and cry when he seen one. He loves summer but hates bugs, he loves butterflies.

steven :3

I have a strong feeling when he was playing soccer he broke his glasses, this happened at least twice.

He would be like ??!?? And stare blindly at his broken glasses on the ground, squinting HIGHKEY. And wouldn’t get a replacement for a day and just be extremely blind trying to see the board in his classes.

doesn’t know how to cook, like at all. OR BAKE he cannot be in a kitchen without fucking it up.

“How the hell did you mix up 1 ½ cups of milk with just half??? Now we have to restart!” Gerard would say; I feel like they’d just be baking at his house during winter break because they have nothing better to do. And Meeks somehow fucked up the bread by adding too much milk and pitts is just like ?!!? How the hell?????

a piece of shit tbh LMAO like in a humorous way

“Cameron you fucking dumbass how did you fuck that problem up? It’s literally sooo easy— don't be mad at me you’re an idiot!” Or like “couldn’t be me, I would never be that down bad especially for a girl— with a fucking boyfriend you weirdo” to knox

SPEAKING OF now its Knox’ turn

we all know he’s a hopeless romantic but I wanna feed into it

He would be on about Chris to Charlie and he would just be like, “okay I genuinely couldn’t care less”. And then he would also read love poems, would be into Romeo and Juliet tbh, probably would imagine him as Romeo and Chris as Juliet.

I genuinely have no hcs for this man so all of these are probably ooc.. but he PROBABLY knows every type of bird to exist, he just looks like that.

“Is that an ancient murrelet!??” He would say looking at a bird sitting a couple feet away, and Neil would be like “how the fuck do you even know that”

Okay this one’s just for me to laugh at

When he was talking to Chris when they were on their way to Neil’s play, knox fell on his ass and it was a really awkward walk there; they didn’t talk and it was just really really awkward

Charlie dalton😈

Don’t get me started

This boy gets on every teacher's nerves like.. he’s just an arrogant piece of shit im sorry😭

“Mr dalton PLEASE sit down” the teacher would ask for the 15th time as Charlie would mess around, and then he would get sent to Nolan’s😭

So so bisexual like it’s insane

He flirts with Neil a lot— as a joke but he thinks Neil is attractive. He also thinks women are hot, I think he has a preference for women but will date a man without a thought. Todd definitely asked one time “are you gay?” And he would be like “I dunno— maybe for your boyfriend” and then Todd would be like “HES NOT MY BOYFRIEND I DON'T EVEN LIKE NEIL LIKE THAT” and Charlie would say “I never said Neil”

Never shuts thebfuck up

Yapper of the year award goes to Charles Dalton like im so fr, the poets love him but Jesus he talks too much😭

[sugutoad]

Matchup Trade for @karlalove2002

╰┈➤ Thank you for doing Matchups at Sugutoad

╰┈➤ Kento Nanami ‘The Accumulation Of Those Little Despairs Is What Makes A Person An Adult’

He had thought no one would care if he died, Haibara was dead and his remaining friends were too busy struggling for their life to acknowledge one another. The short woman who had walked alongside Ino caught his attention, he had seen many beautiful women before but you were ethereal.

That optimism, big brown eyes and brown hair… You were too similar to Haibara. He tried to ignore you at first, he didn’t want any painful memories. Not now. Not ever. But when you would wave shyly at him in the halls as he passed you, he couldn’t help but nod. And smile… a small smile would crack at the corner of his lip. He was a bit too tired to notice though, after all love is shit. Just like work and sorcerers.

His MBTI and yours are quite similar. ISTP and ISTJ. The only difference between the two of you are your last letters. But the truth is, differences are good in a relationship. Not everything the two of you have to go hand in hand to the other person’s opinion. And differences can be good, after all it would be boring to have a partner the exact same as you. New sides of both of you can be opened, ones that have never been truly explored. He is a judger and you are a perceiver. How do you change one another? That’s up to you and he will follow your lead, picking the most logical route.

Not much can be said about zodiacs as they do not represent a person’s identity properly but Nanami, being the Cancer he is, was slightly different around you. See the passage I found, I think it describes the two of you:

“Leo and Cancer both have big feelings, which can make for a solid relationship when both parties engage in healthy communication habits. Leo won't be shy in sharing how they feel, and although Cancer may be a bit more guarded at first, their body language will be a dead giveaway. These two fall fast.”

He wants to spend his time with you. He promised himself that after Itadori is sent to safety, away from the glooming eyes of the elders who controlled all their lives like master puppeteers , he would retire. He didn’t enjoy life as a sorcerer, why must he experience the death of others first hand? Perhaps… if the two of you survive the challenges the world throws at you… you can leave everything. Say your goodbyes and move to Malaysia. 

He wants to spoil you so much. The amount of times you had told the blonde man, he refused. You were his girlfriend, you had to be treated the best. Just sitting with you on the couch, the pearl beaded necklace he brought for you glistening in the light. He was so happy. If you buy him even a loaf of bread, he will complain you spoil him too much. And then proceed to buy a ring for you. Who knows, maybe even a wedding ring? Atelat once a week, he takes you out to a fancy restaurant. His lover should dine in the finest of places. And if you wish to eat at home, he will cook for you, occasionally Ino comes to eat with the two of you. Probably some karaoke with you and Ino may be involved. Nanami would rather sit beside Gojo for five minutes before singing in front of other people.

He was never the time of man who could sit through a whole episode of a show. Always looking at his clock, just to be sure how much he was wasting and how he could make up for it. But after learning you liked anime, he sat down on his coach and watched the ones you had always mentioned about. He wanted to talk with you about it, always making theories and ways the storyline could have been better. Saying things like: ‘why is Naruto so obsessed with Sasuke? Can’t he leave him alone’ or ‘I think Annie is the female Titan, how can they not guess that?!”

He has your drawings hanging in his room, it’s so embarrassing to you yet cute. Whenever he is doing his work, he glances to the side to see your art pieces and reminds himself that you also work hard to create those pieces willingly.

He is so patient. When you want to say something, he will sit in front of you and listen to your thoughts. Nanami doesn’t care how long he has to wait, he just wants you to be revealed and not anxiety filled. He often smiles at your jokes, well most of the time. When a dirty joke spills from your sweet lips, a look of disgust appears in his face. He may or may not scold you for being so childish, depends upon his mood that particular day.

[luciomylover]

Hc (countryhumans) #2

beware this is a looong one (srry I forgot about this lol)

Countries: 🇰🇼🇮🇶🇶🇦🇸🇦🇧🇭🇴🇲🇦🇪🇸🇾🇵🇸 and Arab league 

mentioned: najd, hejaz

 Okay soo this is mainly for me so I could keep track of the families and siblings because I kinda forgot the dynamics between them lol

Saudi has three families one are his biological parents his mother najd and his father hejaz he was their only son and unfortunately they both died when he was little

Second family is more like he got adopted by Arab league and this family contains his adopted siblings Palestine Iraq Oman UAE Qatar Bahrain Kuwait who all got adopted by Arab league because they were all too little to be on their own.

Third family is the royal Saudi household they didn’t actually adopted him they all act as his family and Saudi does the same this also can apply to almost all GCC countries except for Qatar and UAE for personal reasons.

here’s the order from the oldest to the youngest in the Arab league family : 

Arab league 47, Oman 29, Iraq 25, Saudi 21, Kuwait 19, palestine 19, emirates 16, Qatar 15, Bahrain 14 

The Arab countries are born with something called Crystal hearts (it means exactly what it’s name) so they can “revive” themselves with it, it doesn’t really revive them it just stitch their bodies together again so the body doesn’t die, it can’t be good for the body to re-stitch together for multiple times so alot of countries decided to remove it. The countries that still have it are: ksa, Sudan, Kuwait, tunisia, Palestine, Qatar.

(If y’all want more info about this I’m happy to tell it just I want to make it short ^_^) 

🇰🇼: is one of the sassiest girls you’ll ever see she doesn’t like anyone saying anything about her brothers so you’ll see her punching someone in her words “if they are bold behind our back why don’t they say it in my face and see what happens.” So yea she’s got bruises from fights. 

🇶🇦&🇧🇭: they are not twins tho they look identical but Qatar is older but very short, they both have hybrid features as Bahrain is half shark hybrid and Qatar is a half unfamiliar species but it’s a sea creature by the look of it, Bahrain had a problem with he’s teeth he kept biting his tongue on accident when he was younger, it used to freak out ksa and he always cleaned the blood from Bahrain.

Arab league is a loner so he’s mostly with ksa (they both suck at socializing lol) he has a resting mean face so the other countries are scared of him, he’s secretly a softy and likes to bake bread and cakes, that’s how he shows affection to others.

🇸🇦: he’s clueless on why some countries hate his “attitude” he’s just too honest lol, he’s also patientperson there was one time where he had to explain to his youngest brother Bahrain why Arabs are separated but because he’s young he thought that Arabs hate each other and that’s why Arabs aren’t a one nation, Saudi got tired of explaining and just let him cry which he got scolded for it later on.

🇸🇦: Ksa likes to talk about sea creature he’s fav is 🪼 so he has a little aquarium for them in his room, though he got a bigger aquarium full of them as a gift for his birthday by the royal Saudi family.

🇴🇲: Oman and UAE are that kind of siblings who fight all the time and forgive each other the next morning, Oman is the oldest, he likes to bully Qatar and Bahrain (they all find it funny don’t worry) Oman doesn’t like seafood…it reminds him of Qatar and Bahrain, Oman is the one who taught Kuwait to fight, and finds it funny how she keeps getting away with it.

🇰🇼&🇴🇲: Oman seems like a chill person buy oh boy would curse your whole family bloodline if you criticize him in the slightest, he and Kuwait would hangout together it’s more like him looking out for Kuwait so she doesn’t get in trouble.

🇦🇪🇰🇼🇮🇶🇧🇭🇴🇲🇵🇸🇶🇦: all of them hate Saudi’s version of a nice outing why? Because that guy think having tea in the middle of melting sun is fun! so they started to do anything to avoid it though they sometimes feel bad so they sometimes go with him.

🇸🇾🇮🇶: they are half brothers, they used to inseparable when they were little but war and conflicts changed everything to them so they just couldn’t trust each others anymore and because Iraq got adopted by Arab league he didn’t feel the same longing as much as Syria :[ 

[seiwas]

oh gosh I wanna send u a hundred of these but uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … annoying things for nanami? 🫣💜😚

caitie!!! omg. send away all u want pls 🥹

honestly… is nanami even capable of being annoying 🥲 i fear he is too perfect of a man…. 🥲

tho… i do think he’s the type to give solutions instead of comfort sometimes. he gives me the vibe that he’s just extremely logical and rational and kind of sees problem from that angle automatically. but sometimes, that’s not what you need y’know? like. a lil hug and a lil comfort and maybe just mhm’s and nodding along would do 🥺

a silly one is i think he sometimes does things without letting you know. as in—you ask him to buy x from the grocery and he hears you and does it otw home from work, but he didn’t let you know that he heard you this morning. so you end up doing the same thing and now you have 2 loaves of bread u have no idea how you’re gna finish before they go stale 🥹

send me a character and i’ll tell you smth annoying they do!!

[mitamicah]

Oh tell me about your current favourite food :3? Am curious. Mine is a mexican style chicken sandwich I had a few weeks ago. Am a very very bad picky eater (on bad days I go with one meal per day cause I don’t feel like it). But this sandwich was a blessing. It was moist, creamy, had bread, wasn’t too spicy but still had flavour, it had veggies too. But it is on the other side of munich (capital of bavaria, so it’s very big) but I almost cried eating it. It was insane. :3 Before it was a special lasagna my sibling makes (they went out of their way to search a recipe that didn’t had the things I disliked but still would taste like lasagna (sometimes I don’t deserve my sibling, they are my favourite human)

Sorry about the length of this. :3

This was a blessing to read (I wish I had such an experience with food too 🥲)

The only similar experience that comes to mind was last friday at summer camp

So I have been trying not to eat any sweets, snacks and cakes since february (it was the easiest way I could figure to lose weight that I needed to if wanting to meet the gender clinic's criteria for getting top op even tho I am at least one and a half year away of even getting offered one). At first it was a struggle but over time the few times I gave in (at special occassions) the sweets actually didnt taste good to me anymore so it seemed less and less of a loss to me.

Well for summer camp I had given myself permission to eat cake for the two party dinners that happened at the fridays. The second week we got this cake with pink aniscoated sugar on top and homemade vanilla ice at the top. And the sheer taste of it filled my every sense with pleasure. It was moist, compact and tasted slighty of licourice (which is one of my favourite flavours) and I was on cloud 9. It probably helped that I had succesfully introcuded käärijä to the summer camp through having performed my cover of cha cha cha so I was already close to said cloud 9 but wow that cake was just was I needed

So getting home to my mom's house after summer camp where there is temptations (candy) everywhere was even harder now I actually got my taste for sweets back 😅 I am glad to inform I only gave in once when I ate a 100g bag of chips 😆 and now I am going home to my own house with nothing to eat anywhere anyways (need to buy groceries) I hopefully will fall back into not eating sweets again - who knows maybe the summer camp deserts will taste just as great next year then if I have kept from eating sweets more or less for a year at that point 😆

Thank you for the ask Jay it was nice to rant about a random food experience after reading yours 💚💚

[twisted-wonderland-memories]

Yumi Hitsuji’s story

Spoiler Warning ahead for the Book 1 - 6

CW: mentins of s######, bully mentions, family issues mentioned.

Understanding Me (Part 1)

In her previous past life before she stumbles upon twisted wonderland, her life wasn’t as simple as great.

She was born as a pale albino girl who she had an older twin brother but died due to a car accident. Because of that she was bullied for her complex pretty appearance and is the perfect target to make friends that is betrayable, she had witnessed herself being called ugly, her important study stuff being taken and thrown away to the trash, and was also not allowed to eat in the cafeteria cause of them calling her a weird witch. Teachers were not much of a help and is powerless to help such an unfortunate soul, as a result she was forced to become ugly by letting the bullies cut her hair tho the teachers did something about it but was far too late since the damage was done.

The only reliable source was self study in a library, mastering cooking and knowledge by reading books daily to know where to predict. Little did the bullies didn’t realize that accidentally raised an intelligent human who can predict their movement, by knowing which areas are prone for a bully spot she made sure that the evidences are caught by allowing herself to be bullied on purpose. As a result the bullies are caught and was expelled to the school, the dean/boss was pissed at the staff for not doing anything about it and fires them as consequences, but that also applies to Yumi who has an dangerous strategy of knowledge that she is easily applied to other type of school but has to pay for the school tuition fees.

Her parents weren’t as good if it weren’t for the death of her older twin brother, they feed her rotten food when they are not in a good mood, if they are a good mood they gave her a simple bread that wont make her full while her parents enjoy a nice delicious meal, and there were even times where she has to cook when her parents are not around or else she is forced to do the hard work in the house. The only way to survive is to make sure she eats from what she can buy foods when her parents carelessly give her lesser money. But there are also times that they let her eat meals but on a stricter diet worse than ever making her the skinnier and weakest person.

When her parents heard news about it, they were angry and very upset at her and reminded her that she is the main reason her twin brother died even tho it was not her fault to begin with endless scoldings and yellings that Yumi hear almost everyday. As a result they abandoned her and kicked her out saying that they have nothing to do with a ugly girl, Yumi was still numb to the fact that tears cannot be shead, so she raised herself on a library room where a kind manager hired her in exchange for quitting high school, Yumi knew that it was a red flag but goes along with it since she just simply gives up on life.

The last time she tried was when she was about to go to school to apply her quitting papers, the last thing she sees was a dark carriage with horses and a coffin that aims at her.

There were news article still to this day that she also died as a result, causing both her parents and school’s reputation to worsen. The bullies and the others students who manage to hear about her situation, it becomes a traumatizing and haunting experience for them cause there is no way to ask for forgiveness from her.

Understanding Me (Part Two)

Before waking up, she remembers one thing, why can’t she feel pain and sadness when she feels nothing? Why did she continue to starve despite the pain and suffering she had, but it leads to one answer. It is as tho she is one with the void.

In her experience, most of the male students confuses her for a simple pale short haired boy, even tho she is a girl. Yumi remained selectively mute in order to survive since she is one with predictions of what will they say or do. One scary thing is that even tho she is the target for bullies, Yumi was smart enough to out smart them using Grim as an advantage to burn them but not killing them. Takara and Grim are the only ones who knew that Yumi was a girl, before the others soon figure it out.

Some don’t care but most does, her appearance of her hair is ugly to the point that Vil wants to fix it, but Yumi casually just says that her hair was cut thanks to bullies who can’t even get over their own jealousy. Expect them to be uncomfortable with her past, tho Yumi should be thankful that her life back on earth wasn’t gotten even more disgusting other wise she wouldn’t be here in the first place.

They all don’t know her full story, but they are well aware that she is a walking knowledge and good talent that was almost similar to Riddle but in a whole other level. She can be found reading book while leaving Grim with Takara since it was just her forte to find some more discoveries.

Tho that will catch her eyes the most the moment she had at least one chat with the dark mirror who summons her in secret.

The Dark Mirror wanted to confirm something from her, wether or not it was a pure good idea. Yumi told the mirror what she was missing, and there was one answer.

‘Who is she really is?’

She knows she isn’t God.

She knows she isn’t special.

She knows she isn’t a saint.

All she knows that she is just human, age 17 that was about to quit life. But she was told the reason for a second chance was one thing, she is chosen to save someone. But who is the one she needs to save, sadly the mirror goes away leaving her unanswered questions.

How will the others understand her story? How will the others feel about her? Will everything repeat just like what happened back on earth?

All she knows now is that…she is seeing things that she can’t unseen.

Witnessing various types of her own death from every dorm overblot encounter, her interactions to anyone that holds something interesting, her memories of visiting to those who are recovering from overblot. To the blind eye everyone is positive, Yumi sees and finds their negativity just by looking at them, being secretly relieved that she was not the only one but with different stories.

But…..

Something was not right.

Not right at all.

Is all her conclusions was just a simple story?

Even if all she sees was more than an illusion?

As she walks all she finds was thorns but was called a bit dumb cause they don’t find it, but it was key conclusion for her.

It is as if….she is in a time loop.

No one would believe her, they would think she is very crazy. All she can relied on was finding information about the world and herself, for every time loop she witnessed and it repeats it self, all she sees is everyone as a puppet on a string but it is a special string that has sharp thorns stricting everyone to play the part of the script.

In order to fix it or break the loop, she decided to take one last risk.

If she has magic on herself…..she can try at least make or summon herself but similar to her older twin brother but different, replay the script once again, and finally sealing herself on the mirror and see how everything else plays and unfolds for him.

He calls himself “Yu” tho his name is Yume, in a twisted dream where everything continues to loop like a gear on a clock.

Yumi will never understand if creating magic for herself in this loop will cause a difference, or overblotting was the solution, all she can do was gamble her strategies to finish the story.

Tho her thoughts on giving up on life was over since taking care of the them brings her to a different life, even if it hurts.

Understanding Me (Part Three)

Yume appears on broad daylight, Yumi appears on night.

Yume can see Yumi, and Yumi can see Yume by simply looking at a mirror or glass reflection.

They are two side of the same coin.

So many unanswered questions, why almost everything never make any sense, why did she call herself “Exe” in the first place.

Thanks to those appearances difference in almost every loop, Yumi is not skinny but appears as a more mature woman approach, her hair is fixed and grew longer, and her talents in cooking was now in a professional setting. Thankfully Yume had the similar approach. Unlike her doll and empty look more healthier and more silly, expressing her own emotions that she never get a chance to makes her feel happier in a way that is makes her feel complete, even if there is still something missing.

Yumi never had regrets helping and healing them, its rewarding to see their stories bloom to a better story more than hers.

Her platonic relationship with the others as far as it goes…..

Grim and Takara feel like siblings with Yumi

Ace and Deuce are like best friends

Trey is seen as a good friend in cooking sweets

Cater is like that one bestie to brag things on silly stuff

Riddle felt familiar to her but different, but she still respects him

Leona is more of a neutral acquaintance but perfers silence as a conversation

Ruggie is similar with Leona

Jack likes to protect Yumi even tho she can protect herself

Azul is a bestie to Yumi over business strategies

Jade and Floyd likes to mess with Yumi but in a friendly and harmless way

Kalim likes to bother her by inviting her to the dorm for food

Jamil and Yumi respects each other

Vil thinks that her appearance could use some work, but Yumi had to remind him to be a bit greedy for himself

Rook likes to see her but it happens rarely

Epel is in a similar situation with Ace and Deuce but they both like to fool around without being caught

Idia fears her but likes her opinion on the games he wanted her to try

Ortho likes to check up on her to be more friends with her.

Yumi thinks that Malleus still needs to understand more about humanity despite his knowlege

Lilia thinks that Yumi is interesting

Silver and Sebek rarely interacts with her, but if they do its basically neutral

How Yume thinks of her was normal but closer, they both reminded each other about someone but they can’t seem to figure out who they are. Something about each other feels more familiar than the others, but once they learn that they are reincarnations or incarnations of the previous people who are just puppets are Rue and Exe. Yume can relax that he can simply just do the things she let him do, Yumi on the other hand has to deal with one person similar to Rue but in a more………….

[ploffskinpluffskin]

btw i went to the farmer’s market again today, but this time. A Different One

tho i did realize the two farmers markets are literally like. a couple blocks away from each other lmao this one is held Outside tho, and i had just as much fun ;o; they had live music and everything. i didn’t buy as much for some reason, tho. maybe i’m learning some restraint finally lmao

anywho this time i bought

- two bunches of turnips - a small bouquet of cut posies in a jar (i think?? i can’t remember now rip they started with a P) - package of ground pork - more oyster mushrooms - one bunch of radishes - a dozen eggs - small bag of mesclun mix - chipotle-flavored goat cheese - an asiago topped pretzel lmao - a loaf of onion dill bread  - yet another loaf of bread, this time with cheese and peppers - hibiscus bubble tea with popping mango boba

and. uh. i Think that was it. my grandfather made me feel kinda Bad for spending so much money on a dozen eggs but honestly i’m just kinda trying things out right now when i have the time and freedom to. i’ve never had fresh eggs before, for all i know they really do taste different uu; i feel like he thinks i’m being stupid or something orz

[tinyywitchx]

i think i‘m gonna start intermittent fasting again and do 18h of fasting and 6h eating, so that i can enter the ketosis every day and lose more fat.

this is gonna be hard af in the mornings bc i work at a supermarket in the bakery section and got used to eating freshly baked bread every morning lmao, but didn’t do it today and i’m already at 12h!! i just need to wait out until 6pm and then i can break the fast with something small.

also kind of stopped buying groceries. i just have soy joghurt and dry ingredients like pasta, rice etc. i still got one bag of noodle broth soup and will probably eat that for dinner, maybe with a slice of bread if i‘m really hungry. really need to buy veggies and tofu tho, so i can eat that for the next few days and will try to cut the carbs.

i really want to fast for a few days but that would be so stupid after not restricting for almost two weeks lmao, that‘s a binge waiting to happen. i think one meal a day should be alright.

i can‘t see that mf 7 at the beginning of my weight anymore and i haven’t been this close in more than two years. i will make it. also need to work out again, bc i barely move and just lay in bed??

sorry for the long rant lmao