#we have strawberry; blueberry and banana milk now

[sleep-nurse]

nababa

[vainvenus]

꒰ The Café ꒱

Hello! Well to Vainvenus' Café! I'll be your host, Vee. Make sure to order a nice beverage to go with any desserts you end up choosing, don't be scared to ask for a little something extra on top of that dessert or in your drink!

The current fandoms that I'm writing for and that you can request characters from are: Formula one, OBX, PJO, TBOSAS, Hunger Games, Harry Potter, The Black phone, The Outsiders, Marvel and DC. You can request characters from other fandoms, these are just my favorites/what I'm familiar with!

Make sure that when you're requesting you include the Driver/character, who you want saying the quote and which pronouns/gender you would prefer for the reader! Do not request smut/lime for minors or drivers ( I just don't feel comfortable with it lol ) and don't request anything extremely weird! I will not write pedophillia, incest, dubcon or any extremely weird/illegal kinks!

꒰ Beverages ꒱

Hot Chocolate: Fluff

Cold Brew: Slow-burn

Black Coffee: Angst

Chamomile Tea: Hurt + Comfort

Latte: Lime

Coffee Cocktail: Smut

Amaretto: Royalty Au

Cappuccino: College/University Au

Chocolate Milk: Soulmate Au

Lemonade: Fantasy Au

Water: Au of your choice

Americano: Strangers to Lovers

Espresso: Enemies to lovers

Frappuccino: Friends to lover

Latte Macchiato: Opposites attract

Flat White: Fake dating

Earl Grey Tea: Secret Relationship

Green Tea: Unrequited Love

Mocha: Dark!Driver/Character

꒰ Desserts ꒱

Chocolate soufflé: "I trusted you. How could you?"

Blueberry muffin: "Just tell me the truth."

Banana nut muffin: "Are you breaking up with me?"

Strawberry-nutella crepe: "I'm sorr-" "I don't want your apology."

Strawberry cheesecake: "You don't mean that."

Strawberry shortcake: "I don't wanna say goodbye. Not now."

Raspberry cheesecake: "Shhh. It's okay, I'm here."

Classic cheesecake: "Look me in the eyes and tell me it meant nothing."

Strawberry rhubarb cake: "We're not friends anymore."

Molten lava cake: "Can we still be friends?"

Coffee cake: "You promised."

Caramel cake: "Just leave."

Blueberry bundt cake: "Are you...crying?"

Angel food cake: "Don't look at me like that." "Like you love me."

Carrot cake: "I wish you could see yourself like how I see you."

Red velvet cake: "Did you ever mean it when you told me you loved me?"

Chocolate cake: "I can't lose you."

Tiramisu cake: "I wish we never met."

Fruitcake: "For what it's worth, I'm proud of you."

Pumpkin pie: "Can I...hold your hand?"

Cherry pie: "Please don't say you love me."

Apple pie: "Don’t. Don’t promise me anything. It’s not like you keep them anyway."

Pecan pie: "You still love me?" "I never stopped."

Key-lime pie: "Shhh don't apologize."

Lemon meringue pie: "Stop pushing everyone away!"

Coconut creampie: "You're dead to me."

Tres leches: "You liked me this entire time!?"

Parfait: "Staring is rude." "I'm just admiring."

Macaroons: "I could be a better boyfriend/girlfriend than them."

Cinnamon rolls: "Do you want me to stay?"

Oatmeal cookies: "Please don't leave me alone."

Chocolate chip cookies: "For someone who hates me you're not pulling away."

Snickerdoodle cookies: "Stop looking at me like that..it's hurting my feelings."

Gingersnaps: "I love you so much, do you know that?"

Chocolate donuts: "How long has it been since someone hugged you?"

Hazelnut donuts: "Please don't be scared. I won't hurt you, I swear. I'm here to help."

Pancakes: "Breathe, just breathe."

Butterscotch pudding: "Are you sure you're fine?"

Brownies: "Do you hate me or something?"

Blondies: "Does somebody have a crush on me?"

Vanilla ice cream: "You're my priority."

Chocolate ice cream: "I'm not crying, I have allergies."

Strawberry ice cream: "But I don't want them! I want you!"

Neapolitan ice cream: "I got you cherry perfume!" "They like vanilla."

Cookies n cream ice cream: "You're cute when you get angry."

Mint chocolate chip ice cream: "Me? Jealous? Don't make me laugh."

Churros: "I'm gonna fuck you until the only word your little brain can form is my name."

French toast: "That's it, fuck, that's a good girl/boy."

Cream puffs: "You look so pretty like this."

Lemon bars: "Oh c'mon you can give me one more."

Nanaimo bars: "Uh, uh, look at me."

Scones: "Use your words."

Biscotti: "On your knees. Now."

Belgian waffles: "Please, I need you."

Banana pudding: "You'd sound so good begging for me."

Banana bread: "Go on, fuck yourself on my cock."

Banana split: "Is this okay?" "Yeah, that—more than okay. Please—keep going."

Chocolate truffles: "Relax, I've got you."

Chocolate covered strawberries: "Don't do that, I wanna hear all the pretty noises you make."

Puff pastry: "I can't-” “Yes you can."

Baklava: "You're such a fucking slut."

Chouquette: "You either get off on my thigh or nothing."

Creme brûlée: "You're so in for it when we get home."

Flan: "Swallow. All of it."

Chocolate eclair: "That's so fucking hot."

Beignets: "Let's put that mouth to better use."

Chocolate mousse: "So noisy tonight, do I need to gag you?"

Chocolate croissant: "Just relax for me, I'll make it feel good."

Croissant: "You're mine. All mine. Say it."

Strawberry tart: "Please stop teasing me."

Peach Cobbler: "Look at you. Taking me so well."

Madeines: "Oh c'mon you can be louder than that can't you?"

꒰ EXTRA ꒱

Espresso: Rough Sex

Creamer: Gentle Sex

Whipped Cream: Possessive/Obsessive behaviour

Chocolate Chips: Cockwarming

Strawberries: Dumbification:

Coconut shavings: Semi/public sex

Hazelnut drizzle: Dirty talk

Caramel drizzle: Praise

Strawberry drizzle: Degradation

Vanilla drizzle: Edging

Chocolate Drizzle: Overstimulation

Nutella: Kink of your choice

[specialized-rexan]

SCREENSHOTS I GOT FROM THE JEREMY JORDAN LIVESTREAM YESTERDAY. especially love the comments on his duck drawings. he was very proud of some of them since he needed to practice before the stream. he admits he does not draw much lol

and here's Lucifer's signature that Jeremy came up with: a cursive capital L attached to a pentagram!

the stream was SO FUN and literally only felt like 20 minutes even tho it was almost an hour

at one point he mentioned he's making pancakes with olive oil now since he has high cholesterol, and that he LOVES how the pancakes turned out. someone responded:

(later someone joked he should make pancakes with bacon grease and he almost shouted (not angrily) "DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE? I JUST SAID I HAVE HIGH CHOLESTEROL. I just said. I had high cholesterol. Are you TRYING. To kill me."

anyway back to screenshots lol)

"Take that, depression!" was a popular quote to write on prints, and he said he hoped we're not depressed and it was very sweet

some more quotes written during the stream and other notes:

"I'm gonna be signing these prints of my boy Lucifer, the short king of Hell"

he drank both a cold smoothie and hot tea during the stream. "Doesn't make any goddamn sense, but here we go."

"It's never too late to fuck up--too late to fuck shit up" (a legitimate accidental stammer. but still perfect in its own way)

"Every time I hear the name 'Shay' I think of my daughter's friend at school. My daughter's obsessed with a friend named Shay. 'S all she talks about. 'Shay Shay Shay Shay Shay Shay.' Shay and Madeline. It's like 'You can be your own person. Clara. You are your own HUMAN.' …HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATHERINE."

hopes to go to some conventions for Hazbin Hotel. more likely to go to cons in New York, New Jersey (where he lives), or Philly area

"He's just a li'l cutie. :3 Is he really da bosh? :3" (wondering if Lucifer really is the Big Boss of Hell Himself or if it's just more of a title)

"Hope you're not depressed"

" 'Write something Lucifer would say to cheer someone up.' And I think Lucifer would think that… 'SINGING MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER!' At least when it comes to rebuilding your relationship with your daughter."

"Guess what's in my smoothie. There are six ingredients. Go."

"…said draw a little duck, so I drew the smallest duck I could. (holds print up to camera then says in small high-pitched voice:) It's a little duck!"

MORE QUOTES UNDER THE CUT. THIS POST IS GETTING LONG ASFQJSKSKSKKS

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about his smoothie again: "Obviously, I just went to the gym. So I gotta have some kinda supplement in there. ... WHAT'S THE BASE, Y'ALL? YOU GOTTA HAVE A BASE." (someone could use that audio and give a character a bass guitar lol)

(still about people guessing smoothie ingredients:) "WATER? Why would I put water in my smoothie. (mutters:) Water is for losers. ... Kale! -grins and points at camera- That's it! You win. That's my smoothie."

his smoothie was blueberries, bananas, strawberries, protein powder, almond milk, kale

"…with a hUUGE shmiley faysh! :3" (about a little " =) " smile he wrote with an autograph)

"THAT DUCK IS CUTE!"

"We love, we stan Lilith"

AGGRESSIVELY, ABOUT A JOKE HE MADE: "GET IT?"

Some fatherly advice from Lucifer: "Don't fuck up your lives like I did 😎"

HE SANG THE START OF HELL'S GREATEST DAD AND WANTS A MIMZY-LESS VERSION THAT ACTUALLY HAS AN ENDING QSJFKSKKSKS

he's only seen Hazbin Hotel once, and he had "~champagne fountains, caviar mountains, that's just to staaart~" going through his head for the two+ years between recording his lines and the show airing. he wasn't able to tell anyone it because of non-disclosure stuff, and eventually he even forgot what that song line was from. but it still went through his head

"[Person he was signing an autograph for] is a bi girl [bisexual], and that's pretty baller"

"AN INCREDIBLE DUCK YOU SHALL HAVE"

"Take that depression!! Quack"

"Hold please!" (i just liked imagining Lucifer saying almost any small thing)

Jeremy Jordan says Lucifer is short, and not just that all the other characters are tall (i cannot confirm that that is canon even tho that's what i want LOL) "What gives!? There are short people in this world, and they need some love"

someone asked what he thinks about OC x canon ships. he was confused about what OC means and then when the chat explained, he was confused about how "OC x canon" works. but he figured it out after thinking for a moment. "So basically everybody wants to fuck Lucifer. GOT IT."

"Am I going to Hell for this" (about all the pentagrams he's drawing)

"…so i just did a bunch of stars and hearts around Emery's name 💜"

someone asked about his favorite Hazbin Hotel song, and he answered that season 2 has a rock song he really likes 👀 👀

"(a requested phrase for an autograph:) 'Duck lord loves you no matter what.' ...Don't know what that particularly means but…"

[heartfullofleeches]

Could we get a crackpost with the milks

Putting away groceries from your trip to the store, the room goes dead silent as you pull put a container of cocoa powder.

Ginger is the first to approach. "So, uh- what you got there, bud?"

You brace for the shit storm that is to come. "I need it for a cake.."

Bolting in the room at a speed that would make cheetahs weep, Cherry picks up the can and chucks it out the window Spice opened in preparation just so you wouldn't lose another panel. "Miss me with that fake shit."

The room erupts into chaos.

"Guys I really just wanted to make a cake with Scream-"

Screamsicle mourns the loss of their cake and quality time alone with you comforted by Vanilla, Mint and even Oat. Vanilla smacks Mint's hand as they attempt to give Scream an edible and throws the roots Oat offers in the bin. She allows Blueberry to give them a ballon animal they made in the car.

Banana chimes in. "Then what were you gonna do with the extra, huh? Put in your milk you buy from the store like you don't have all of us."

Milk Tea acts on your defense. "Oh honestly now - you can't really believe this nonsense as well."

"Regardless, don't you think it's rude they never ask for milk from any of us?"

"Hmmm you do have a point."

Chocolate and Rootbeer drag an unconscious Strawberry into the house; dented can in the former's hand. Chocolate helps Rootbeer put him down, looks into the kitchen - then leaves.

As everyone bickers Eggnog silently exits the pantry closet. They look around, then at you. They pick you up, retreating back into the pantry and through one of the house's many hidden passages

[violetsandfluff]

Welcome to the Concept Café!

If you’re a writer or reader looking for inspiration, look no further.

Rules: Order a fic from the writer who reblogged this. Include who you want the fic to be written about and any of the following elements.

Dishes ~ Style

🥣 Bowl • Fluff

🍽️ Plate • Angst

🥡 Takeout • Smut (I’m not writing smut anymore but other writers might!)

Meals ~ Relationship Status

🥗 Salad • Married

🥪 Sandwich • Engaged

🌭 Hotdog • Dating

🍕Pizza • Just friends

🫕 Soup • Strangers

Drinks ~ Settings & Scenarios

🫙 Water • Boring afternoons together

🥛 Milk • Meeting their parents

☕️ Coffee • Morning kisses

🍵 Tea • Sick day

🧋Boba tea • Concert/music festival

🧃 Juice box • Coming out

🥤 Pop • Long-distance

🍸 Martini • Road trip/vacation

🥂 Champagne • Date night/anniversary

Snacks ~ Song Lyric Prompts

🍓 Strawberries • “Look at the stars // look how they shine for you // and everything you do” (Yellow, Coldplay)

🍌 Banana • “And I know that we can be so amazing // And baby your love is gonna change me // And now I can se every possibility” (Just Haven’t Met You Yet, Michael Buble)

🍇 Grapes • (All I got is one shot, one try // one go around in this beautiful life…) (Keep Me In The Moment, Jeremy Camp)

🍅 Tomatoes • “Cuz if I want you, and I want you, babe // Ain’t going backwards, won’t ask for space…” (Close, Nick Jonas)

🍊 Orange • “In the dark we’re barely holding on // then you rest your head upon my chest // and you feel like there ain’t nothing left…” (Flicker, Niall Horan)

🥕 Carrots • “If we ever broke up I’d call your dad // tell him all the shittiest of things you said…” (If We Ever Broke Up, Mae Stephens)

🫐 Blueberries • “Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life // say yes, say yes…” (Rude, Magic!)

🍉 Watermelon • “You don’t have to say you love me // you don’t have to say nothing…” (Adore You, Harry Styles)

🍐 Pear • “That seatbelt’s on your chest, hearing your heart, holding you down…” (Coffee, Tori Kelly)

🫑 Bell pepper • “

🫛 Pea pods • “Is it too late now to tell you that everything means nothing if I can’t have you…” (If I Can’t Have You, Shawn Mendes)

🫘 Beans • “If this is what it's like falling in love // then I don't ever wanna grow up…” (Kid in Love, Shawn Mendes)

🥜 Peanuts • “I’ll buy you anything // I’ll buy you any ring…” (Baby, Justin Bieber)

🍚 Rice • “But I knew you // trying to change the ending…” (Cardigan,Taylor Swift)

🧀 Cheese • “Here’s my number // so call me maybe…” (Call Me Maybe, Carly Rae Jepsen)

🍟 Fries • “Stop the clocks, it’s amazing // you should see the way the light dances off your head…” (Afterglow, Ed Sheeran)

🍳 Egg • “I know times are getting hard // but just believe me, girl // someday I’ll pay the bills with this guitar // we’ll have it good…” (Hey There Delilah // The Plain White T’s)

🥓 Bacon • Oh, I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week // and in this packed out room swear she was singing to me…” (Galway Girl, Ed Sheeran)

🍤 Shrimp • “There’s things I wanna say to you // but I’ll just let you live…” (Cinnamon Girl, Lana Del Rey)

🍣 Sushi • “I don’t want you to get lost // I don’t want you to go broke…” (Music For A Sushi Restaurant, Harry Styles)

🍥 Narutomaki • “Take me into your loving arms // kiss me under the light of a thousand stars…” (Thinking Out Loud, Ed Sheeran)

🥐 Croissant • “Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours // You in those little high-waisted shorts…” (Sweater Weather, The Neighborhood)

🥨 Pretzel • “When I first saw you from across the room // I could tell that you were curious…” (Perfect, One Direction)

🥯 Bagel • “Call me, baby, if you need a friend // I just wanna give you love…” (One Call Away, Charlie Puth)

🍬 Candy • “And when you smile // the whole world stops and stares for a while…” (Just The Way You Are, Bruno Mars)

🍭 Lollipop • “I met you in the dark // you lit me up…” (Say You Won’t Let Go, James Arthur)

🍫 Chocolate ��� “Strawberry ice cream // one spoon for two…” (Deja Vu, Olivia Rodrigo)

Sweets ~ Extra elements

🍰 Cake • Playful flirting

🍩 Donut • Kissing envelopes/love letters

🥧 Pie • Baking together

🍮 Custard • Sharing clothes

🥠 Fortune cookie • Sharing earbuds

🍪 Cookie • Sharing the last cookie

🥮 Mooncake • Holding hands in public

🍡Thing • Playing with each other’s hair

🍦Ice cream cone • Singing to lover

🍨 Ice cream dish • Feeling clingy

[britswriting]

Fallen For You H.S | AU - Four

Fallen For You masterlist - find description here

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Rancher!Harry x Plus-sized!OC

🦋Delaney🦋

All week felt like a whirlwind of chaos. I barely found time to sit down and have dinner with my family; the only time I saw Harry was to deliver his food before calling it a night, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed with the lack of his presence in my day. I looked forward to our interactions; even if they were frustrating. Now the best I got was sneaking glances at him over my hands full of baking dishes as he took care of our animals.

I was currently on my way with Wren to deliver the fresh baked goods to the market stand, along with fresh bottles of milk.

"I feel like my arms are going to fall off. What is in these things?" Wrenlynn groaned, my eyes widening as I called out, "Careful! Don't drop them!" watching her shuffle around my freshly baked pies.

"They're fruit pies! They'll make us good money, don't you dare drop them!" 

"Jesus christ, do they have bricks in them?" She huffed, my arms shifting the bucket of cookies and bars to my left hip so I could quickly open the door for her.

"No, you just have like 6 pies" I laughed, Wren glaring before quickening her pace to our market table.

"Wonderful! You're just in time! We just sold our last apple crumble bar!" Mimi grinned, my eyes falling on the empty spot at the table.

"I've got a few fruit pies: Strawberry, blueberry, banana cream" I listed, Wrenlynn happily setting down the baked goods as Mimi and I rushed out a reminder to be careful, "In here are some Oatmeal Raisin, Chocolate Chip, and White Academia Nut with Cranberries" I set down the large closed totes.

"Yum!" Mimi hummed, glancing at the fresh goods, popping open a container to take a whiff of the freshly baked goods.

"I have more of the apple bars; dad hasn't scarfed them all yet" I giggled, "And the lemon bars that Mrs. Housley requested. Her name is on them. Remind her they're five dollars a tote" I gave Mimi a stern look, knowing she's prone to giving frequent customers discounts.

It's not like I want to be a bitch, but we need all the money we can get. We need to order more dog food soon and I just wanted to make sure we were covered.

"This is wonderful Delaney! We should be good for the weekend. Have you found the ingredients for my famous cherry and pineapple pie?" Mimi asked, my nose wrinkling, making her laugh.

She knows how much I hate that pie.

"If you want that pie, you're making it. I won't be caught dead having my name attached to that" I scoffed.

Back at the ranch, a smile tugged at my lips as Harry turned around from the sound of the truck tires on the dirt road, only to drop when he looked away.

I sighed, licking my lips before rolling them inwards, Wren snickering next to me.

"Why don't you make a move? Worst he says is no"

My nostrils flared as I looked over at her, "No? That's the worst he can say? Clearly you've never talked to that man!" 

"Laney-"

"No! He lives here Wren! I have to bring him dinner every night! I can't just knock on his door and be like 'Hey Harry, I like you. Would you like to go out sometime?' He'll kill me! You will no longer have a twin, Wren! I'll be horse food!" I freaked, hopping out of the truck, slamming the door shut before she could reply; my feet quickly carried me towards the main house, empty totes in hand when I noticed Harry was struggling to corral the sheep.

Brow furrowed, I walked over towards him, looking for the Aussies who were supposed to help him.

"Hey!" I called out, loud enough to make his head turn, "Where are the dogs? They'll do it" I asked, looking around for Milo and Daphine 

Harry ignored me, shutting the gate behind him.

Is he serious?

I eventually found the dogs, bringing them out to the pen so they could do their job. Right as I opened the gate, letting them run in, Harry yelled, "I don't need their help!", sneering at me as I shut the gate behind me. 

"You looked like you were struggling" I replied, "They can help you. It's their job"

"I'm perfectly fine on my own!" He glared, stomping over to me with his biceps flexing; completely distracting me as I watched his clothing tighten around his arms.

I wanted so badly to be held by those arms. To feel safe and secure in his hold. To lay my bed on his chest and hear his heartbeat. Or look up at him and have our eyes meet before he leaned down, kissing the top of my head.

Everything about him screamed comfort protector; even when he was acting like an asshole. 

"Yeah, looked like you really had it handled" I sarcastically replied, tired of him not letting our pets work.

They're on the farm. They have jobs. They're here to help. Let them! 

Every time I spot Harry working, there is no dog in sight. It's like they're dodging him completely. Like even the dogs know messing with Harry always ends in disaster.

"I don't need no damn dog to help me on the farm! I've done it by myself for years!" He continued to argue, completely unaware of all the hard work the Aussies were doing right behind him.

I motioned for him to turn around, Harry's jaw clenched as he turned; ready to explode at any moment.

"See. They help. All you have to do is open that gate. Why are you so stubborn about this? They're here to make your job easier; plus they love what they do!" I grinned, really wanting to shove an I told you so in his face. "And they love the meal and warm house they sleep in each night after a job well done" I reminded him, struggling to hold back the smirk my lips wanted so desperately to show, only for it to be completely wiped off my face as the ticking time bomb finally hit it's clicker.

"What's the point of working here, if these fucking dogs are just going to do my damn job?!" He snapped.

"They're literally making your job easier" I stated, "I don't understand why you're so peeved about a canine's help? Shouldn't you be glad you're not spending an hour moving sheep?"

"I don't want easier! I want my damn job" he sneered, his entire body looking like he was going to explode right in front of me. I swear I could see his forearm veins quivering. "At least at the Rickman's I knew I wouldn't lose my fucking job to some damn dog who won't live for more than what, 6 years?" He hissed, my brow furrowing.

Is he serious? 6 years? Herding dogs live 10-14 years depending on health issues.

I wanted so badly to say, "Then fucking go then!" and just get rid of all the drama in my life, but I knew how much I— we needed him. As frustrating as it was, he was getting things done around here, allowing my dad to do odd jobs in town, earning us all extra cash that was much needed.

"You have a job! You're the ranch hand, and a damn good one at that; remember? The dogs are a part of this farm. We love them. They love us, and they work just as hard as you do, if not harder! Accept help, Harry! We help each other on this farm! I don't know what the Rickman's made you do every day, but here we do things together. We work together. Whether you walk on two legs, or four paws, we work together. They had their job first, but that doesn't mean they're replacing you—"

"I can't earn my goddamn keep if I'm losing my work to some fucking animal" He interrupted. 

I could feel my breathing becoming more rushed as I started to notice  the quick spiral that was Harry Styles Emotional Tornado. 

"Okay! Okay!" I rushed, "Listen, please" I begged, noticing the familiar look of his temptation to turn around and leave us in his dust. "Herding dogs. The Aussies and Borders; they have jobs on the farm. They are also quote unquote earning their keep. They help us, the humans, make our  job easier. They get to run around and chase the cattle and sheep for us. So we're less tired during the day and because they move quicker than us. The perk of them is that they're helpful with quickening the task. They're not only helping us, but they have fun doing it. It's their job. They love it and when they're done, they retire. They work as long as they love doing it, and whenever they start to show lack of interest or are getting old, they retire. You're not being replaced, Harry. They're here to help you; not replace you. Let them help you." I urged, hoping to see some leeway, only to sigh and continue. Might as well list some perks the dogs get out of doing their jobs. "It gives them good exercise. Keeps them healthy. It tires them out physically and mentally making them better behaved in the house. It gives them purpose. They strive for a job well done just like you do. They want to make us happy. To do a good job; just like you. Am I wrong?" I asked, Harry's head shaking briefly. "You're both similar, Harry. You want to achieve the same thing and believe it or, you could both sleep in the main house but one of you decided not to. Why is that, Harry?" I asked,  praying he wasn't fed up and decided to flee right in front of my eyes again.

"Why is what?" He questioned, frustrating me.

Does he ever listen to me?

"We need to go close the gate. They're done" I noted, Harry looking over his shoulder before turning to leave, me hot on his heels as I continued; "And why won't you sleep in the main house? You act like you've been banned to the so called rabbit shack, and you act like it's some sort of punishment when it's what you wanted! Everything you have an issue with you wanted!" 

Harry stayed quiet, locking the gate as the dogs ran over to me with their tongues hanging out of their mouths. I praised them, petting them and cooing before they ran off towards the barn; Harry walked past me without saying a word. My eyes lingered on his tone back covered by a tight tan t-shirt; trailing down to his jeans, unknowingly chewing on my lower lip as I lingered on the back of his jean pockets; watching him walk away.

The things I'd do to see that man's—

"Laney!" Wren yelled, my body jumping.

'What?!"

"Mom needs your help!" God damnit. "And Harry's!" She chimed, a gleeful tone to her voice telling me she knows damn well what she's doing.

"Harry's? Why does she need both of us?" I asked, Wrenlynn shrugging. "Can you ask Harry? I'm pretty sure he hates me" I huffed/pleaded.

"No can do, Laney! I'm off to meet up with Dylan" She grinned, showing me the truck keys in her hand.

Dylan was Wrenlynn's wannabe boyfriend and she knew that; milking him of everything he was worth. It sounded bad, but she made it clear they were just friends, so as painful as I assumed that is for him to deal with, he decided it was better than being nothing. Now they hang out all the time and I'm convinced that he's just trying to woo her slowly; Wren falling for his obvious trap, getting free dinners and gifts along with it.

Harry and I walked into the garden, my mom now on the opposite side of the fertilized patches; one of the black and white bunnies hopping around, munching on the scrapes that were being tossed to her.

"You needed us?" I spoke, making her aware of our arrival; my mom's head snapping up as she nodded.

"Yes! Lane, I need you to take these to Grandma so she has them for dinner, and Harry, I wanted to ask if  there was anything you wanted planted? Anything you like having fresh?" Mom started, picking up a bin of harvested fruits and veggies, holding it up for me to take before shooing me away.

"No Ma'am, I'm okay" He replied as I grabbed the bin.

"It's no problem, truly! This is your home, Harry. We all have our things. Lane likes the lemon tree; my mom loves her carrots and strawberries. Matt loves the raspberries. I want you to have things you like in here. You sure there isn't anything?" Mom asked again, Harry's lips parting before closing again, shaking his head. "Alright, well, if you think of anything, let me know. I need to start prepping for our next big planting. Some of these plants have seen better days" She huffed, scooping up the bunny who had crawled into the bed of strawberries. "Oh! Harry, can you wash this out for me?" Mom asked, grabbing a bucket that had leftover soil in it, tapping it out over the dirt before handing it to him; "Then bring it back. I want to put scraps for the bunnies in here" Harry nodded, grabbing the bin. "Delaney, show him to the kitchen, please"

Harry and I walked down the path to the main house, my fingers turning weight  as I struggled to carry the bucket of harvestable.

"Here" Harry stated, handing me the dirty bucket.

I frowned, "I don't want your bucket. My hands are full as it is"

His eyes rolled, grumbling, "Trade me. You're struggling"

"I'm fine" I huffed, shifting the bucket up, almost losing one of the apples.

Harry stopped walking, setting the empty bucket on the ground, reaching over and grabbing the full bucket from me, "Teamwork, right?" He said, not giving me time to reply before hiking the bucket up the porch steps; "This place is a fucking shit show" I heard him mutter as I picked up the empty container.

I frowned, following him.

Why is he constantly insulting the farm? I know it isn't luxurious, but it isn't like it isn't livable, and one can argue that he has the best lodging on the entire farm! 

I quickly met up with him in the kitchen, Harry placing the container of harvestable on the counter with a huff.

"That's why I'm so jacked" I teased, turning on the tap, letting it run in the farm sink whilst I grabbed a washcloth.

"You looked like your arms were going to fall off. Do you have an ounce of muscle in you?" He asked, my head tilting.

"Is that a fat joke?" I asked, my heart starting to pick up in pace as my stomach did a whirl of disappointment.

"What? No. I mean—" He fumbled. 

My arms crossed under my boobs, "Just because I have extra weight doesn't mean I'm incapable. I was doing just fine before you came in to save the day"

"That isn't what I was saying. Look, I'm sorry—" He tried but my head shook, dismissing him as I pulled the bucket closer to me, grabbing a few of the apples I'll need for later, washing them. "Delaney" He sighed, walking around the kitchen peninsula, hovering behind me as I rinsed out the bucket. "I can do that" he reached for the bucket, my grip tightening on it as I shook my head.

"It's fine" I dismissed, expecting him to give up and go away; only be proved wrong as he turned off the  tap, my brow furrowed as I looked over at him, "What are you doing—"

"I'm sorry" He apologized, confusing me even more. 

"For?"

"I don't mean to be rude. I'm not used to the change. I'm used to doing everything by myself" He sort've confessed. 

The way he said it made it feel like he was telling me some jaw dropping news, as if I haven't picked up on that clue already.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, turning the tap back on, only for Harry to turn it back off. "Harry!" I snapped, turning it back on, Harry yet again turning it off.

"No, listen, please" He begged, shocking me.

So he does have manners.

"I'm waiting" I hummed, Harry nodding, his throat swallowing before his lips parted.

"I wasn't making  a fat joke. I was trying to joke in general. I apologize if I unintentionally hurt your feelings. You joked that that's how you got jacked, so I joked back and I can see it didn't land. I apologize" he said, looking, and sounding sincere.

I sighed, setting moms bucket in the base of the sink, "Harry, it's fine. I was slightly pulling your leg. I know I have more flab than muscle. Trust me. I live in this body. I know how it works; and the bucket was heavy. So thank you for taking it, but I carry heavy things all the time. I know people who are fit struggle to understand when someone who has more weight on them says they're comfortable in their body.... but Harry, I'm not looking to be thin. I'm looking to be healthy. Thank you for clearing up the misunderstanding though. Can I uh, ask you something?" I asked, feeling like I needed to tread the waters carefully.

He nodded, turning the tap back on to finish washing out the bucket for my mom.

"Why do you refuse  to accept help? I know you've turned away my dad, telling him you've got the jobs. You won't let the dogs help you, even though they're trained to do so, and it's beneficial for them" I commented again, Harry stilling, the washcloth frozen at the  bottom of the bucket before he moved again. "We're not the Rickman's Harry" I reminded softly, hoping I don't accidently say the wrong thing.

"If you couldn't do it alone, you weren't worth doing the job and if  you didn't do the job, you didn't earn your keep" He stated, scrubbing the bottom of the bucket harshly.

"At the Rickman's?" I questioned, Harry nodding. "What do you mean earn your keep?" I asked, backing into the corner of the counter, my hips resting against the edge.

Harry exhaled through his nose, "You earned things. They weren't given to you" He stated, rinsing out the bucket before grabbing a rag to dry it.

"Earned what?" I pressed, hoping what was popping into my head was incorrect.

"Shelter. Food. Sleep" He listed, setting the bucket on the counter, drying his hands on the rag before placing it back on the  rack.

"Harry" I sighed, wishing I could hug him, but I knew my limits, "You were given shelter. You didn't have to earn it. You're always invited to family dinner, you refuse. Why is that?" I questioned, wishing to get as much out of him as I could since he was apparently willing to talk.

"I'm not the family. I'm the employee" He  stated, "I need to get this back to your mom and go finish my work for the night. Please bring me my dinner when it's ready" He said, grabbing the bucket and leaving me standing there dumbfounded and sad.

He  had  to earn his keep. 

I knew the Rickman's overworked their employers, but I didn't know he had to quite literally earn the right to sleep.

I could feel my eyes sting with tears at the idea of him being so overworked, and then not being allowed to sleep all because of what, a job not well done? 

That evening, my mom scooped Chicken Dumplings into a soup bowl, placing a bread roll on the side of the plate that was sitting underneath before sending me on my way to deliver his food.

I hated this.

I hate walking down this stupid fucking pathway to his rabbit shack of a home with my hands burning from the hot plate or bowl of food all because he didn't want to join us, or well.. I guess doesn't feel like he has the right, no matter how many times he's invited.

I knocked on the blue door, Harry calling out that it was open, my face scrunched as I twisted the knob, walking into what appeared to be an empty living space.

"Harry?" I called out, setting the bowl on the small table.

The bathroom door opened, Harry walking out, sweatpants sitting on his hips as a new black shirt covered his torso. Hair dripping wet, his fingers running through it, shuffling it around a bit before shoving it out of his face as he walked to the table.

God he looked yummy.

I tried to inhale as he got closer, hoping to inhale the scent of whatever he just bathed in, only to just smell my mothers Chicken Dumplings.

Harry sat down, sliding the plate over to him, grabbing the spoon only to look up at me.

"What?" He asked, "Did I forget something? Your dad said it looked good" He said, more so sounding worried rather than confident that  he's done for  the day.

"No, I uh.. um.. are you sure you don't want to come over for dinner?" I tried again, Harry giving a small nod as he spooned the soup into his mouth. "You're welcomed Harry. You've always been welcomed" I continued, wishing he felt worthy of joining our family.

Harry pulled out his phone, starting to scroll through it, silently dismissing me.

I sighed, leaving his house and walking back down that stupid dirt pathway that led right back to the gray rickety wooden stairs that flexed even more under my feet.

 I grabbed my bowl, dishing up my food as my dad and Grandma sat down; my brothers asking my mother something when Mimi asked, "Harry isn't joining us?" I shook my head, grabbing a roll, dishing myself the same way my mom did for Harry.

"Do guys mind if I eat alone tonight? I just want to decompress after today" I asked, my dad and Mimi shaking their heads, Grandma too caught up in whatever my mom had just asked her.

I thanked them, slipping away and walking down the hall towards my bedroom before taking a quick right turn down a hallway, slipping out a back door and quickly walking down the same dirt pathway.

Is this a bad choice? Am I royally fucking up right now? Should I just leave him alone? He didn't seem like he wanted to be around me.

I couldn't help but think about his confession of having to earn his keep. Of not being family; just being an employee.

He was far more than an employee.

I quickly knocked on the door again, having an internal war with myself of if I should make a run for it, the blue door opening, Harry looking confused.

"Did I forget something? I can do it right now" He stated, moving to slip on his shoes.

I quickly shook my head, "No. You're done for tonight" I eased, watching him freeze, looking up from his shoes to me. 

"Then... what are you doing here?" He asked, his eyes falling on the same dinner I had just delivered, looking even more confused.

"Do you mind if I join you for dinner?"

* * * *

I'm finally hitting the point in my outline where things start moving hehe

Written on: September 25th, 26th, 27th 2023

Published on: September 27th 2023

Word Count: 3869

Part Five

[isowhey]

Top 10 Creative Meal Replacement Shake Ideas for Men’s Diet

Are you a busy Australian man looking to shed some kilos without sacrificing taste or nutrition? Look no further! We've compiled a list of the top 10 creative meal replacement shake ideas that will revolutionise your weight loss journey. These protein shake recipes for weight loss are not only delicious but also packed with essential nutrients to keep you energised throughout the day.

Why Choose Meal Replacement Shakes?

Before we dive into the recipes, let's understand why meal replacement shakes are an excellent choice for men's weight loss:

Convenience: Perfect for busy lifestyles

Portion control: Helps manage calorie intake

Nutrient-dense: Provides essential vitamins and minerals

Versatility: Easy to customise based on your preferences

Now, let's explore when is the best time to have a protein shake. Generally, it's recommended to consume them:

As a breakfast replacement

Post-workout for muscle recovery

As a midday snack to curb cravings

Before bed to support overnight muscle repair

With that in mind, let's dive into our top 10 creative meal replacement shake ideas!

1. The Classic Chocolate Peanut Butter Powerhouse

This shake is a perfect balance of protein, healthy fats, and flavour.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Chocolate Shake

1 tbsp natural peanut butter

1/2 banana

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Ice cubes

Blend all ingredients until smooth. This shake is ideal for post-workout recovery.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 300

Protein: 30g

Carbs: 20g

Fat: 12g

Fibre: 5g

2. Green Machine Protein Smoothie

Pack in those veggies with this nutrient-dense shake.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1 cup spinach

1/4 avocado

1/2 green apple

1 tbsp chia seeds

250ml coconut water

Blend until smooth. This makes for a great breakfast replacement.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 280

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 25g

Fat: 10g

Fibre: 8g

3. Keto-Friendly Berry Blast

For those following a keto diet, this low-carb option is perfect.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1/4 cup mixed berries (strawberries, raspberries, blueberries)

1 tbsp MCT oil

1 tbsp almond butter

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend all ingredients. This keto meal replacement shake recipe is great for a mid-morning snack.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 320

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 10g

Fat: 22g

Fibre: 4g

4. Tropical Paradise Protein Shake

Transport yourself to a beach with this refreshing shake.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1/4 cup frozen mango

1/4 cup pineapple

1 tsp coconut oil

250ml coconut milk (light)

Blend until smooth. Enjoy this as a post-workout refresher.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 290

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 25g

Fat: 10g

Fibre: 3g

5. Espresso Protein Pick-Me-Up

For coffee lovers, this shake combines your caffeine fix with protein.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Chocolate Shake

1 shot espresso (cooled)

1/2 frozen banana

1 tsp cacao nibs

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend all ingredients. This is perfect for breakfast on the go.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 250

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 20g

Fat: 8g

Fibre: 4g

6. Cinnamon Roll Protein Shake

Satisfy your sweet tooth without the guilt.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1 tbsp rolled oats

2 tbsp Greek yoghurt

1/4 tsp vanilla extract

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend until smooth. This shake makes for a great dessert replacement.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 270

Protein: 28g

Carbs: 20g

Fat: 8g

Fibre: 3g

7. Lean Green Protein Machine

Boost your vegetable intake with this green goddess.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1 cup kale

1/4 cucumber

1/4 green pear

1 tbsp hemp seeds

Juice of 1/2 lemon

250ml coconut water

Blend all ingredients. This is an excellent option for a nutrient-packed lunch replacement.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 260

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 25g

Fat: 8g

Fibre: 6g

8. Pumpkin Spice Protein Shake

A comforting shake perfect for those occasional cooler days.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1/4 cup pumpkin puree

1/2 tsp pumpkin pie spice (Make your own)

1 tsp almond butter

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend until smooth. Enjoy this as a warming pre-bed shake.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 240

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 18g

Fat: 8g

Fibre: 5g

9. Mint Chocolate Chip Protein Shake

Indulge in this guilt-free version of the classic ice cream flavour.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Chocolate Shake

1/4 small avocado

1/4 cup fresh mint leaves

1 tsp cacao nibs

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend all ingredients except cacao nibs. Stir in nibs after blending for a crunchy texture. This makes for a refreshing afternoon snack.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 270

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 15g

Fat: 15g

Fibre: 7g

10. Banana Bread Protein Shake

Get the flavours of banana bread in a healthy, protein-packed shake.

Ingredients:

1 scoop IsoWhey Men's Vanilla Shake

1/2 ripe banana

1 tsp chopped walnuts

1/8 tsp nutmeg

1/4 tsp cinnamon

250ml unsweetened almond milk

Blend until smooth. This is a comforting option for a filling breakfast.

Nutritional Information (approximate):

Calories: 260

Protein: 25g

Carbs: 25g

Fat: 8g

Fibre: 4g

Conclusion

These 10 creative meal replacement shake ideas offer a variety of flavours and nutritional profiles to keep your weight loss journey interesting and effective. Remember, the key to successful weight loss is consistency and balance. Incorporate these shakes into a well-rounded diet and exercise routine for best results.

Please note that the nutritional information provided is approximate and may vary based on specific brands and exact measurements. Always consult with a healthcare professional or registered dietitian before making significant changes to your diet.

Ready to start your weight loss journey with delicious meal replacement shakes?Check out IsoWhey's range of men's shakes and start blending your way to a healthier you!

[seahorse-dad-in-training]

"My Toddler Struggles To Eat Fruit"

fruit and veggies can be difficult to navigate with small kids, and that difficulty can be amplified if you're low income, or live somewhere where fresh fruit and produce is hard to access.

Frozen fruits and veggies are perfectly acceptable to use. There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with using these things

So with that in mind, a lot of what I'm going to suggest will be involving frozen produce. You can use fresh if you want! If you use canned fruits I would try to get stuff that has no sugar added and/or rinse it in a strainer first before using it. But hey, if your kid will only consume fruit that has that extra sweetness to it, valid. Another note is that kids can randomly change what they will and won't eat, or how they'll eat it. So it's okay if one thing works only a few times before having to try something else. That's been a constant battle trying to alternate what works

Now onto the suggestions:

1) My 2 year old likes to eat frozen fruit cut up in appropriate sizes for them to eat! I only use fruits that thaw relatively quickly and are soft uncooked. So blueberries cut up, strawberries cut into slices, pineappple if they'll eat it, and raspberries. For the more tart fruits or those that are inconsistent on sweetness like strawberry and pineapple,I sprinkle on a liiiiitttlee bit of sugar. I do this as a snack or with breakfast/other meals. Basically wherever I can try to fit in a serving of fruit

2) For apples I am lazy and will get pre-packaged pre-skinned/sliced apples that come with other random things like cheese and crackers. I get these because I know they're softer apples..McDonald's apple slices are similar. I cut the slices like french fries into strips and they like it. They've also dipped them in their peanut butter on their peanut butter toast slices/sandwiches lol

3) if you're at a stage where they won't eat fruit at all either cut up or in puree form, you can't go wrong with smoothies. I make it primarily with milk, yogurt if I have any (kiddo won't eat yogurt), water, apple juice or apple sauce if I have it, and fruits and veggies. I blend it all up into batches and when I have a batch made we do 1-2 sippies of it a day watered down with water or milk. You can also add in oats for the added grains

4) smashing down fruit to make basically a paste or "jam" and putting it on peanut butter sandwiches/toast can be a good way to get in some fruit. Fruits like blueberries, bananas, and strawberries can be good for this. Using bananas with other fruits can help get a better consistency and make it easier. If using frozen, run whatever you're using to smash it under hot water as needed to make it easier.

5) slightly related, Juice is often demonized but It's not this evil evil thing if you use it in moderation. With fruit juices I'll put in a small amount and heavily heavily water it down. My kid loves it with meals, and I'll use apple juice this way when constipation is a problem. Just make sure you practice good oral hygiene with your kid. Some kids also just despise water even if they've never had juice and this CAN help get some water in. Same for watering down milk.

6) There also many many other ways to get fruit in. If your kid does like yogurt or oatmeal, small pieces mixed in or puree. Pancakes with fruit pieces put in, etc etc.

[shadows-starlight]

Shadows and Starlight

Book 17: Let Them Eat (Pan)Cakes

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The soft morning light streamed through the arched windows of Malakar's cavern lair, casting a warm, golden glow over the kitchen. The air was filled with the sweet scent of fresh blueberries that had been recently picked from the bushes in Malakar’s garden (ever since he took Aurora in, he had started a garden filled with flowers, plants, and produce to add some light into his home). He had spent the early hours of the day gathering the plump berries, knowing just what he wanted to do with them.

Today, he was going to teach his daughter, Aurora, how to prepare one of his favorite dishes.

"Today, my little Aurora," Malakar began, tying an apron around his waist, "I'm going to show you how to make one of my favorite breakfasts. Pancakes."

Aurora, nestled safely in her highchair that was crafted by Malakar, watched her father with wide, curious eyes as he moved gracefully around the kitchen. While she was still unable to talk yet, her tiny hands clapped together in excitement.

Malakar chuckled, kissing the top of Aurora's auburn curls. "I see you're excited, my dear. Shall we begin?"

He retrieved a large bowl from one of the cabinets and placed it on the counter. "First, we mix up the dry ingredients."

The dry ingredients were as follows: flour that he grained from the wheat fields, sugar from the stalks of sugar canes that he harvested in his garden, baking powder, and a pinch of salt that was fresh from the salt mines.

He added each to the bowl with a precise flick of his wrist.

Aurora watched intently, her tiny hands gripping the edge of her highchair's tray.

Malakar couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm.

"Now," continued Malakar, "for the wet ingredients."

The wet ingredients were as follows: eggs that he had gathered from a nearby chicken coop, fresh milk from the cows that grazed in the fields past his cavern lair, oil from his canola plant, and butter that he had made himself that had been melted.

Then, he took a whisk and started mixing them together until they formed a smooth, creamy mixture.

As he poured the wet ingredients into the dry, he said to Aurora, "You must always be gentle with the batter, my dear. Too much mixing and the pancakes won’t be as light and fluffy."

Aurora gurgled in response as if she understood what her father said, but really she didn't.

Malakar smiled warmly, reaching over to hand her a small wooden spoon, which she grabbed eagerly.

"Here, you can help me stir," he said, guiding her little hand in the motion of mixing. Her gurgles filled the kitchen as she felt the smooth, creamy batter give way under the spoon.

Once the batter had been mixed, Malakar carefully folded the blueberries. Their dark blue complexion stood out from the pale batter.

"These blueberries," he said, "will make our pancakes sweet and juicy. Daddy likes his pancakes with blueberries in them, but, you can have them with whatever you'd like; chocolate pieces, bananas, strawberries, or even peanut butter. However, I prefer blueberries the best."

He moved to the stove and heated a skillet with a touch of magic. He spread a little bit of the homemade butter onto the skillet so that the pancakes wouldn't stick to the skillet. "Now, the secret to a perfect pancake," Malakar said as he poured an even amount of batter onto the hot skillet, "is patience. We wait until the edges are set and little bubbles form on the surface."

Aurora watched in fascination as the batter sizzled, bubbled, and transformed into golden, fluffy pancakes.

Malakar used his trusty spatula to flip the pancakes over, the scent of cooked blueberries filling the air.

By the time the bowl with the batter was completely empty, Malakar had made enough pancakes not only just for himself and Aurora but also for everyone else in the lair.

There were enough pancakes to last for a couple of days.

As the last pancake was prepared, Malakar began serving them.

Malakar took one pancake and cut it into small pieces for Aurora to devour. Placing the cut pieces into a smaller bowl, he poured some fresh maple syrup on them, mixed them up, and served the pancake pieces on a little plate to his baby girl.

"There you go, my little star," Malakar said, sitting beside her with his own plate, "enjoy."

Aurora took a tiny piece of pancake, her chubby fingers grasping them as she brought them to her mouth. Her face lit up with joy as she tasted the sweet, fluffy pancake.

She took another piece of pancake and another, and another.

Malakar, squeezing some oranges into orange juice, watched her with a tender smile, his heart swelling with pride.

He poured two cups of orange juice for himself and Aurora and joined Aurora at the table with his own plate of pancakes.

Then, he made servings of blueberry pancakes and freshly squeezed orange juice for his henchmen, Grimble, Flord, and Tibber, and prepared a bowl of cut-up pancakes along with a small bowl of orange juice for his pet raven, Corvus.

That morning, the family all ate together, chatting, laughing, and enjoying the delicious pancakes both father and daughter had concocted together.

When their meal was finished, Malakar wiped Aurora’s face gently, removing the remnants of blueberry stains from her cheeks with a napkin. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, "You did wonderfully today, my little one," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

Aurora giggled.

This was not the end of Malakar and Aurora's cooking endeavors, on the contrary, it was just the beginning.

[jodilin65]

Haha, this is horribly childish of me but I guess the prankster in me can never fully retire. I’m kind of messing with Kim now. Speech-to-text works best on my phone but I’m not always by my phone. I’m also not always on the laptop which works better than my desktop. So I decided that whenever I’m talk-typing on my desktop I will do it in an e-mail since that seems to be the one that works best compared to in Word or Google Docs. Rather than do drafts that I discard, I figure why not drop copies on Kim, right? LOL. Not sure she’ll get it, though, because there have been issues sending emails to those with different email providers in the past.

I deleted the Gmail tracker because it was hit or miss. I tested a couple of emails on Tom and the first one showed it was opened but the second one didn’t even though he did open it. So the messages I sent Kim shortly after realizing I’d been ghosted were probably opened as well.

Fucking honker’s mutt gave a few loud barks out the lanai at 5:30 in the morning. Again, too noticeable. Go home!

Tom is definitely going to have to get a different primary care doctor. He got to his appointment at 9:00 and was still waiting at 11:00. Finally, he just left. Luckily, he still has refills on his medication. This doctor has always made him wait a long time but this was the first time he failed to show up at all. I would be pissed.

My jaw is a little sore today and my TMJ is acting up like crazy. I don’t know if that’s because my surgically-created ear canal is due to be cleaned or if it’s because of the mouthguard. I would still rather that than be tired. Even though the spikes are back I feel rested enough. I had a little tired spell come over me a little while ago and I laid down for a few minutes, got up, made a smoothie, and now I’m okay. To finish up my almond milk, I made a strawberry banana smoothie yesterday. Today’s smoothie was cucumbers and raspberries. It was a little weird. I think my next one will be banana blueberry and then banana peanut butter.

I was telling Tom just yesterday that I miss remembering my dreams as often as I used to even if most of them were negative because I would sometimes get good story ideas from them. I remember two dreams I had last night, one weird, one bad.

Tom and I slept together in the weird dream, and he was still working. He got up and went to work. We were living in some kind of apartment building with a boutique on the ground floor. I went down and browsed around the store when I came across what looked like an amazing sex toy. Eager to try it out, I purchased it and took it upstairs. I crept into our bedroom which was still dark because the blackout drapes were closed and sat on a velvety bench at the foot of the bed. But instead of sitting on the bench, I sat on Tom’s foot which was hanging off the foot of the bed. He woke up and I asked him what he was doing in bed, and he said he worked all day and was tired. I was totally confused because I thought he had just gotten up and left. The dream ended with me trying to figure out where all those missing hours had gone.

In the bad dream, I was walking through a mall by myself when I heard what sounded like intermittent bursts of a machine gun. My first thought was that gangs were shooting up each other. This started while I was at one end of the mall but as I walked deeper into the mall, I realized the sound faded. So I turned back and walked to the end of the mall and opened a door with an exit sign above it. That was when I realized the shots were coming from outside but not on the ground. I looked up and saw dozens of similar-looking white planes that were a little smaller than a standard commercial plane all flying in neat little rows forming a grid. They were shooting down at the ground. Oddly enough, I wasn’t scared. I simply went back inside the mall.

[mihesoofficial]

Guilt-free Breakfast Treat: Banana Caramel Oats! 

Are you tired of the same old bland oatmeal every morning?

Then you need to switch things up with this delicious and healthy recipe for banana caramel oats. This is perfect for those who want to start their day with a sweet and satisfying breakfast that will keep them full and energized all day long.

Start by gathering the right ingredients. We’ll need 1 cup of rolled healthy oats, 1 ripe banana, 1 tablespoon of honey, 1 tablespoon of edible coconut oil, 1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon, a pinch of salt, 1/2 cup of almond milk, and 1 tablespoon of chia seeds for a shot of health. Next, we need to prepare the caramel sauce. Heat a saucepan over medium heat and add the honey, coconut oil, and a pinch of salt. Let it simmer for a few minutes until it becomes a golden brown color. 

DO NOT BURN IT!

While the caramel sauce is cooking, start with the oats prep. You might need a lot of saucepans and pots, so in a separate saucepan, mix the rolled oats, cinnamon, and almond milk. Cook over medium heat, stirring occasionally, for about 5-7 minutes, or until the oats have thickened and turned into a gel-like consistency.

Now it's time to add the mashed banana to the oats. This will give the oats a natural sweetness and provide extra nutrients. Mix the banana and oats together until well combined.

Once the caramel sauce is ready, it's time to assemble the dish. Start by spooning the oatmeal into a bowl. Drizzle the caramel sauce over the top, and sprinkle chia seeds on top for added crunch and nutrition.

Voila! Your healthy and delicious banana caramel oats are ready to serve, eat and enjoy!! 

The natural sweetness from the banana and caramel sauce makes this dish feel like a dessert, but with the added benefits of fiber and protein from the healthy oats and chia seeds, it's a great way to start your day.

Even though these oats are appealing to the eyes, nose, and most importantly, taste buds, this recipe is highly customizable. You can swap out the banana for other fruits like strawberries or blueberries, or switch up the toppings with nuts or seeds for added nutrition.

Lastly, this recipe for banana caramel oats is a fantastic way to switch up your breakfast routine while also sticking to a healthy diet. With its natural sweetness and added nutrients, it's a win-win for both your taste buds and your body. So, don't hesitate to give this recipe a try, and oat my goodness, you won't regret it!

[rubykgrant]

Tucker asking the question “Sometimes, I wonder how I taste...” but instead of the joke being mis-matched ideas about biting or kissing, Caboose answers without any hesitation- “Mint. You’d taste like mint. And I’d taste like blueberry!”. After processing that, Tucker figures out what Caboose means-

Tucker; Wait- do you think we have like, candy flavors? That match our armor colors?

Caboose; NO TUCKER, gosh, it’s more complex than that! I’m like blueberry and banana and coconut, and YOU are mint with dark chocolate and strawberry... which is gross, but you like strawberries, so that suits you

Tucker; Ohhhh... you’re like, describing what flavors our PERSONALITIES have. Like how our vibes would taste

Caboose; Obviously! Why, what did you think I was talking about?

Tucker; I don’t know man, I just know I was talking about PHYSICAL tatse, like my actual body-

Caboose; EW. That’s gross. You’re gross, Tucker. Just like strawberries

Tucker; What do YOU know, you burn popcorn on purpose because you like crunching little charcoal chunks!

...

Tucker; OK, dang it, now I’m curious... what kind of flavor-vibes do the others have?

Caboose; Like who?

Tucker; Uh, start with the Reds?

Caboose; Well, Simmons is cinnamon, because that’s just his name, but he’s also cranberry and oranges

Tucker; Wait, Grif isn’t oranges?

Caboose; No, he’s just one orange, but his flavor is caramel and milk chocolate and peanutbutter. Donut is cherries and peach and vanilla. Sarge is also strawberry, plus raspberry and apples. Lopez is almonds and apricot and and vanilla

Tucker; That... wasn’t as weird as I thought it was gonna be. OK, now do Doc and Locus

Caboose; Doc is figs and ginger, but O’Malley is plums and hazelnuts. Locus is walnuts and pears and mint

Tucker; Alright, finish it up with the rest of our guys

Caboose; Wash is apples and maple and Vanilla. Carolina is lemon and mint and hazelnut. Kai is cherries and milk chocolate and and banana. Tex is dark chocolate and blackberries and pomegranate. Church is lemon and kiwi and mint and rosemary and almonds

Tucker; What the heck, why does Church get the most fancy flavor?

Caboose; Because he’s CHURCH!

[reikoackerman]

An Evening away from the Ackerbabies

Characters: Levi x Rei (me) feat the Ackerman Juniors, and the Smiths

Genre: Modern!au

Warnings: SFW, fluff. TOO MUCH FLUFF. I CREII. Also there's a bit of humour somewhere, and also something suggestive near the end.

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: This is all @mrscommandersmith's fault for planting this brainrot into my head lol, and now I can't get this fixation out of my head. Please also read Mrs Smith's version that she'll be posting on her blog hehe ^^

Also this is an alternate version of our AU haha XD

[October 11 2021]

“Hey, 亲爱的 (darling),” knocking on the door, I called Levi while he was in his study reading a book. It was a rare day where we were both off from work. It had been too long since Levi and I had a nice day to ourselves, and I was thinking of going out for a nice dinner with him. It was just a little past 4pm.

“Yes, mon cœur?” Levi put down his book and smiled, opening his arms to pull me into his lap. 

“It’s our off day today,” I began, removing his glasses and combing his fringe. “I wanna go out on a date with you.” Levi looked at me curiously. 

“A date night?” 

“Yeah, a dinner date with my husband.” I smiled and laced my arms around his shoulder. “We rarely get our off days to be on the same day so… I was thinking of going out on a date with you.” 

“Of course I welcome the idea of a date with you, mon cœur. But what about the kids? Maman isn’t free today, she’s—” 

“Shh, don’t worry. I’ve asked Mia already, she and Erwin are okay to babysit for us.” Levi cocked his brow.

“You’re entrusting two people without kids to take care of OUR kids?” Levi scoffed, laughing and snorting at the same time. 

“It’ll be good practice for them to, you know, learn how to take care of kids,” I wiggled my eyebrows, hoping Levi caught the hidden meaning. Levi remained silent. 

“Or would you rather I call Hange, or Mike instead…?” Levi frowned and vehemently protested. 

With the babysitting issue out of the way, Levi went to pack all the necessary items that Mia and Erwin needed: Extra diapers for the twins, milk powder and milk bottles, oatmeal, bananas, blueberries, and strawberries, extra clothes, towels and napkins, baby powder, baby lotion, baby-friendly shampoo and body wash, some toys, and also their pacifiers. Levi also took a spare baby mat we had in the storeroom. Levi even wrote a long list of instructions on how to make their milk and oatmeal, how to change their diapers, how to give them a shower, and even how to clean them if they peed or pooped. Levi also went to pack some of Renée's favourite story books, her colour pencil set, colouring book, and also her favourite stuffed bear. 

On the other hand, I was giving Renée a shower. It had been a long time since she went over to their place. Renée seemed a little apprehensive about going over too. 

“Mama, why do didi and I have to go over to Aunty Mia and Uncle Erwy’s place?” Renée sulked as I soaped her hair. She always loved it when I soaped her hair because she loved this strawberry-scented shampoo I bought her. However, Renée still didn't seem happy. “Do you not love me and didi any more?” 

“Of course not, ma chérie, Mama and Papa loves you and didi a lot,” I washed the suds off her hair and Renée started pouring her body wash on her palm, lathering it all over and doing a good job washing herself. 

“Mama and Papa have some things to do today, so we can’t bring you, Pierre, and Léon out. Next time, Mama will bring you along, okay? 妈妈答应你 (Mama promise you)。” Renée nodded as I washed the body wash, taking a fluffy towel to dry her up. Once I was done showering Renée, I blew dry her hair while it was Levi's turn to shower. Renée chose her own outfit: a black and orange sunflower dress, and white frilly socks. I tied Renée's hair into two twin pigtails. Just then, Levi came out of the shower and urged me to shower while he went to quickly give the twins a quick rinse. 

While I was showering, I thought about how Levi and I were so used to being parents, and suddenly it felt weird that we're going out without worrying about Léon suddenly crying, or Renée throwing a tantrum while we were outside. Levi and I were also managing our three children really well, we've developed a good balance, command and control. To be honest, I was a little afraid that Mia and Erwin couldn't handle the chaos, they don't have children of their own after all. Deep down, I knew that even though Levi and I were out on a date, our thoughts would definitely be on our children, worrying if they would be causing the couple trouble instead. The twins can be quite a handful, and Renée can be a little too aloof at times. 

When I was done, I dressed up in a simple grey short sleeved dress, and quickly dressed the twins up while Levi got dressed as well. Renée was sitting on her chair reading a book. Levi came out 10 minutes later wearing a white button down and khaki chinos. He even styled his fringe into a slight back comb. I knew it. He’s looking forward to our date night too. How is it that Levi still looks so good when he's already a father of three? If I were single and I saw Levi out in the streets, oh I would fall in love with him and hit on him immediately. 

“Looking good, Monsieur Ackerman,” I giggled, slapping Levi’s ass when he came out. 

“Looking good yourself too, Madame Ackerman.” Levi kissed my cheek as he carried Pierre out of the cot while I took Léon.

Putting the twins into their pram, I grabbed my handbag and pushed their pram out while Levi held on to Renée's hand as he locked our gate and doors. The twins were being really active at the back of the car, cooing and making lots of noise. It's like they know that they're going out and they're excited. Renée kept trying to hush them because she was reading, and she tutted angrily when Pierre tried to pull one of her pigtails. 

Soon, we arrived at the Smiths' place. I dropped Mia a text so that she can open her door for us. The lady of the house soon opened the door, her blonde husband behind her with an arm on her shoulder. 

“Hi Aunty Mia, Hi Uncle Erwy,” Renée greeted them as she removed her shoes and placed them neatly by the side of their gate. 

“Hey Renée, come on in,” Mia stroked Renée’s cheek as she brought her in. “Uncle Erwy bought you a pretty pair of slippers.” Renée took her bag from Levi, slid on her slippers, and walked into the living room on her own, placing her bag down on the floor before asking for the toilet to wash her hands. Mia guided her to the toilet while Erwin helped us move the twins’ pram in.

“Thanks for doing this for us,” I pushed the twins’ pram in, and Pierre started laughing the moment he met Erwin’s eyes while Léon started to whine.

“Oh don’t worry, Rei, it’s a small thing.” Erwin waved his hand before taking the large and extremely heavy bag from Levi with a groan. “Oh damn, Levi, what’s in here?”

“Clothes, food, diapers, towels, baby shampoo and body wash, toys, baby powder, pacifiers, and baby lotion. They’re all for the boys.” Levi frowned before reaching under the pram, taking out the baby mat. “And this is for the boys too. Renée’s fine on her own, just don’t disturb her when she’s doing her things.” 

“Also, the boys have to be asleep by nine, and Renée by ten. No bargaining even though we’re out,” Levi reminded Erwin once more while Erwin opened the large bag. I noticed him letting out a sigh when he saw the whole list of instructions Levi wrote. Mia came back a while later to look at whatever Erwin was reading.

“You’d better follow the steps inside there strictly, Eyebrows. Also, do not let Renée sit too close to the tv, and do not let her read while eating. She’ll take forever to finish her food and—” I quickly covered Levi’s mouth. He was scaring both of them. 

“Amour, stop scaring them,” I frowned, only releasing my hand when I was sure Levi would stop nagging. I squatted down to kiss the twins goodbye. 

“佳玲要听话，好好照顾弟弟们，知道吗？(Renée must be a good girl and watch over your younger brothers, okay?)” I called Renée over as she hugged Levi and I, nodding her head and pecking us on the cheek. 

“Just enjoy your dinner. They’ll be fine,” Mia smiled at us as she ushered us out. “I’ll call you if there’s anything.” Levi looked like he wanted to say more, but I quickly dragged him away, waving goodbye to the Smiths. 

“I’m worried,” Levi grumbled as he got into the car. “What if Shitwin accidentally drops the boys when he’s bathing them?”

“Oh come on, amour, relax. The kids will be fine. Let’s trust them, okay?” I laughed as Levi began to drive out of the apartment’s car park. “It’ll be good practice for them anyway.” 

“I would prefer them not using our kids as practice.” Levi muttered under his breath.

Levi decided to bring me out for some Thai food for dinner. The night was chilly and we both were craving something spicy. It was close to 7pm and everywhere was getting crowded. Fortunately, this Thai eatery had seats. I settled for my favourite pad thai with extra dried chilli flakes and a tom yum goong while Levi got himself a simple basil pork fried rice. We both ordered some amazing Thai milk tea and lemongrass tea too. 

Levi and I had such a pleasant time together. No crying babies, no whiny Renée, no weird looks from others. It was just Levi and I, and our dinner was perfect. We could finally talk and spend time with each other without distractions and stress as parents, it was like we were in our early stages of marriage again, before Renée was born. 

Once we finished our dinner, Levi brought me to the shopping mall too, saying that a date out isn’t complete without a gift. Sometimes this man really spoils me too much. What did I do in my past life to deserve such a doting husband like Levi? Levi knew I couldn’t wear jewellery like many others due to my sensitive skin, so instead of buying me a necklace, or a bracelet, Levi got me a bouquet of roses instead. Everyone was staring at us when I walked around carrying the bouquet. Honestly, Levi really is the sweetest husband out there. 

Levi and I had time for some dessert at a café too. He got me a slice of matcha cheesecake while he ordered a tiramisu for himself. He also ordered a pot of lychee rose oolong tea for us to share. It really had been too long since we were out on a date. I couldn’t stop staring at Levi and his handsome face the entire night, it was like I’m falling in love with him all over again. 

“You’re staring at me a lot tonight, mon cœur,” Levi muttered without looking up from his cake. 

“I was just thinking,” I ate another spoon of my cheesecake and leaned forward. “What if you were single and I saw you looking like this while you walked down the street?” I giggled, leaning my head on my palm. Levi grabbed my left hand and lightly kissed my wedding ring on my ring finger. 

“Tch, you would probably just gawk at me with your mouth open, not doing anything and then complaining to someone when I’m gone.” Levi gave me a slight smile and stroked my fingers, looking back at me without a word. I returned his gaze and smile, gradually rubbing my foot against his calf with a slight giggle. 

The both of us remained like this; Levi's hand on mine while I gave him a little footsie under the table. Levi suddenly raised his eyebrows and his smile became a smirk instead. You, me, in bed, tonight. Watch out. My smile became wider, my foot went a little higher. Come at me, baby. I'm more than ready. While our eyes were still locked on to each other, I had to ruin the moment with a sneeze. Urgh, why didn’t I bring along a cardigan or something? 

“Why didn’t you bring a jacket? You knew it was going to be cold,” Levi frowned as he poured more hot tea for me while I took a piece of serviette to clean my nose. I smiled sheepishly, eating the rest of my cake. Once we were done, Levi downed the last of his tea and escorted me out of the café with a hand resting on my back. It was going to be 10pm soon. How did time fly so quickly? Levi suggested making our way over to Mia and Erwin’s place for the kids and I agreed. Levi and I had uh, pressing matters to attend to at home as well. I dropped Mia another text when we were near, giving her and Erwin enough time to pack. 

“Do you think the twins are asleep? Did they eat their oatmeal, or drank their milk?” Levi started nagging again and I rolled my eyes. He was perfectly fine during dinner, and now he’s acting like this again. 

“They’re fine, amour, Mia didn’t call the entire time, right? Our kids are well-behaved.” I chuckled while Levi continued driving. Soon, we reached their car park again and slowly made our way up. knocking the door, Mia opened up and I noticed that the house was dim. 

“Shh, the kids are asleep,” she hushed us as we removed our footwear and stepped inside, afraid of the mess the twins might have created. Instead, what greeted us was the sight of Renée sitting in Erwin’s lap, head on his chest while her arms were laced around his neck. Renée was sleeping soundly on Erwin’s chest while Erwin had an arm around her protectively. My heart warmed at the sight. It was the first time our little princess slept so soundly around others. I turned to Levi who had a smile on his face as well. 

“I hope they didn’t give you and Erwin any trouble?” I asked Mia as we quietly packed the baby mat and everything else while Levi carried Pierre and Léon out from their bedroom and gently placed them in the pram. 

“Oh, of course not, they’re all really lovely and obedient. Renée’s really sensible, she helped us with your boys. Told us how to change their diapers and all that.” Mia smiled as we kept the toys, turning to look at Renée sleeping in Erwin’s lap again. 

“Thanks for entrusting your babies to us,” Mia chuckled as Levi packed up the baby mat and kept it under the pram. “Erwin and I had a lot of fun, and practical experience.” Even under the dim lighting, I could tell that Mia was blushing. Call it a woman’s sixth sense, or my mother’s instinct, but I knew that perhaps, they were finally ready to have children of their own. I gave Mia a knowing smile.

“Don’t worry, you and Erwin and more than welcome to babysit our kids anytime. But who knows? Maybe you’ll take care of your own kids soon.” I giggled and Mia helped me push the pram out of their house as Levi went to wake Erwin up. Erwin and Levi were talking for a bit, and then Levi carried a sleeping Renée out of their house. We bid the Smiths goodnight and slowly made our way to the car. 

“What did Erwin and you talk about just now?” I asked Levi as he drove home, our kids sleeping soundly at the back. 

“Oh, it’s nothing, He just apologised for not letting Renée sleep more comfortably,” Levi scratched his nose and looked at me when he stopped at the red lights. “He also said he’s thinking of having kids.” My eyes widened in surprise. 

“Really?! That’s the feeling I got from Mia too,” I squealed silently in delight. “Oh, oh, yes! Took them long enough!” 

“Know what I told Erwin next?” Levi had a slight smirk again and sped off when the lights turned green. Grabbing my hand, Levi placed a kiss on the back of it. “Told him I wanted a fourth.” My eyes widened again. 

“Baby, we’re parents of three kids already.” 

“I know, but don’t you think having another one would really complete everything?” Levi stroked my knuckles and looked at me expectantly, reminding me of what happened back at the café. Oh. So that’s what he meant. 

“W-well, I, uh, I m-mean, a fourth child does sound okay, b-but—” 

“If it’s meant to be, then it will.” I sighed in defeat, turning in my seat to face Levi. 

“We’ll see if we’re that lucky, then.” I gave him a flirty smile. 

As we reached home, Levi helped me bring out the pram as I placed the twins inside, pushing them into the house as Levi carried Renée and the heavy bag. He locked the car and joined me, carrying Renée into her room while I placed the boys back in their cots. Léon stirred in his sleep before falling silent again, Pierre still sleeping soundly. Levi came back after a while, asking me to join him in the shower with a teasing look. I laughed out loud, kissing my husband full on the lips as he started unzipping my dress. 

Let’s see if we’re this lucky, I thought to myself as Levi removed my dress while I unbuttoned his shirt, moving my hands down to unzip his chinos. 

And of course, Levi and I really were that lucky, because a month later, my home pregnancy test kit said I was ‘pregnant’. 

THANKS FOR THE BABY FEVER MRS SMITH XOXO!!!! Also, yes, this is uhhhh, baby 4's origin story hehe >\\<

[postwarlevi]

Every day's a good day for self-shipping!!! 💜

Jean says he's bringing you to the farmer's market during the weekend!! What are you going to wear, what are you two going to buy, and how does the day end?

(In all honesty I have no concept about how farmer's markets work and if they open during autumn so. Hopefully I get this right XD)

- Rei <3 @levi-supreme

Rei! Hello! You guys know me so well LOL

Farmers Markets are very fun! As long as it's cool enough. I don't go in summer cause I don't do well in the heat. But I just went to my favorite one that opened recently for the season last weekend. It was nice weather.

Mine sells lots of fresh produce and plants, dried fruits and ready made foods like pizza, popcorn, waffles, ice cream, lots of things! There's bakers and cheese vendors, and other things like dried pasta and honey and specialty items like sauces or jams. AND homemade items like straw hats and artwork and jewelry, and dresses! I'm not sure Farmers Markets usually have all the extras but I imagine so!

Okay here we go! Something like this with a large brim sunhat!

We go when it opens and bring a few tote bags. We need to invest in a cart! We'll see who has what before we buy because sometimes multiple people are selling the same thing but the quality and price will be different!

We want to get the best produce so hit that first! From one vendor we get zucchini and tomatoes, apples and bananas, from other, pineapple and lemons, peppers and carrots. This is our normal gatherings! If the season is offering fresh strawberries he gets cartons (yes, many!) of them and we have to bring the produce to the car before continuing on haha. We gets greens, winter squash and other berries as well. We need a cart I said! We have a mini spat about all the strawberries but I let him have his way and honestly we'll get through most of them and freeze some.

Okay we're back from the car again, and this guy is ready to eat like he didn't just make us breakfast a little while ago. It's brunch so we take a few minutes to sit down with waffles, muffins and fruit water/smoothies. He gets strawberry, no surprise there, and I like nut milk smoothies.

We like sitting and talking under the shade of the umbrella and people watch. We keep talking about taking Murphy our pup since there's so many other dogs, but want to train him more before throwing him into the middle of all these people and their dogs, and want him trained more to stay with us. As of now he still is very excitable. But we'll bring him some fancy homemade treats home!

We generally stay together, or at least in the same area, maybe wandering to the stall next door if the other is taking their time.

We are bad about dried fruit and get pineapple and mango, and if we are splurging, pears and cherries. I don't know who is supposed to be keeping track of finances here but today it's neither of us apparently LOL.

We like fresh bread and agree to get one two loaves. One rye and one wheat. They smell delicious! Maybe a couple other small pastry items to take home. Who can pass up a pumpkin muffin or blueberry lemon bar!?

We look at things like homemade jams, it's easier to buy then to make so sometimes get them. Also honey and maple syrups. Sometimes we'll look at dairy but usually skip. If there's a good deal on eggs we'll get them.

We are all about the food but do look at other things. We'd like more plants but need something simple. While I get a basil plant he's buying me a sunflower and lilac bouquet :D We get a hanging plant as well for the kitchen window area.

And look, it's time to eat...again! This time we share a small woodfire pizza and get vegan ice cream as well! Though Jean eats meat which is cool with me, he is open to vegetarian or vegan options. He raves about the vanilla and says it's better than the dairy version. He's very considerate when he does have meat and has cut way down on it. He says it's better for him anyway.

Okay back to the market! We've been through the fresh food and ready to eat, and the plant area. Oh and didn't forget the dog treats for Murphy. So we look at the straw hats though we both have. Also the recycled totes which, again, we have. But we look just incase.

Neither of us wear much jewelry so skip it, but look at the handmade wooden cutting boards and coasters. We have so many kitchen things but these are so nice that we get a couple of bowls. We also think about coasters for gifts.

There's some stalls with dresses, handbags and sunglasses (this is where we split up haha). I get a dress and Jean gets another pair of sunglasses, neither of which we need haha. (A version of my dress :) )

Other stalls have soaps and candles which we look at but don't usually buy, same which more handcrafted items and artwork. Again, maybe as gifts. But there is a papercraft vendor who has things like bookmarks and greeting cards and wall prints, and also magnets and keychains. The stuff is so cute we usually get a few things. They do customization too so it's a great gift for most events!

So, now we have run out of money HAHA so, it's time to call it a day.

Here's a picture of one of our produce haul. Note this man already grabbed most the strawberries...

HAHA well that was more about the market then Jean and my relationship but, that's what we usually buy! Which maybe says something about us :)

[sagefzy]

PART NINE: STRAWBERRY POCKY

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Maybe it was the way you would smile without realizing it. Or the way you easily forgave him when you two first talked, despite him messing up your foot. There was something about you that was totally different from any girl he's met in Hyogo, and it intrigued him. He didn't care if his friends found him annoying or overbearing, he just wanted to try and get to know the real you. Something told him that there was more to you than you led on from the pretty little smile that you always wore, and he was going to be the one to discover it.

Maybe it was the way you would smile without realizing it. Or the way you easily forgave him when you two first talked, despite him messing up your foot. There was something about you that was totally different from any girl he's met in Hyogo, and it intrigued him. He didn't care if his friends found him annoying or overbearing, he just wanted to try and get to know the real you. Something told him that there was more to you than you led on from the pretty little smile that you always wore, and he was going to be the one to discover it.

Never before had he ever been so enamored with someone. There was always the occasional crush here and there, but never a feeling so serious that would ever distract him from his obsession with volleyball. Yet, here he was messing up his sets thinking about you as the time drew closer to the conclusion of practice. Not to mention, he completely botched his serve the moment you walked in the gym yesterday.

He couldn't get you out of his head. You with your perfect smile- perfect laughter- perfect atmosphere of joy- perfect everything. Was what he felt at the time intense infatuation? Most definitely, but the hope that this infatuation- this intense yearning could blossom into something real gave him the determination to know you and all of your perfect imperfections.

That's when he saw you, walking through the door with that sweater you always wore. You shyly raised your hand to wave to Suna, smiling while doing so. There it was again. That smile. It was so perfect, so beautiful, almost too good to be true. Your steps approached him, giving him almost no time to think. How is it possible he could hardly keep his composure around you? Him, Atsumu Miya, famous for being confident and bold was now feeling insecure and timid in your presence.

He in his words 'gracefully made his way to' the bleachers, but anyone in the room would've told you that he practically scrambled his way there. He picked up the small bag that he got at the connivence store this morning containing two packs of strawberry pocky because as he always would say, two is better than one. He almost couldn't keep track of how he was moving, it was as if he was on autopilot. Absolutely no thoughts, just the sight of you in his view. The only other time he could recall feeling like this was the first time he helped bring his team to nationals. He took a deep breath and calmed his shaking hands. He mindfully navigated his way over to where you stood talking to Suna.

You looked up at Atsumu, who now stood right next to you, handing you two packages of strawberry pocky. Your eyes instantly lit up at the snacks he was giving you. "Strawberry pocky! My favorite!" You gleamed. Atsumu chuckled lightly at the fact that you were so excited over a snack. "How did you know?" You asked.

Atsumu's hand made its way to his neck. "Who doesn't love strawberry pocky?" He replied. And with that response, Suna gazed at Atsumu with a deadpan look as if to say 'where's my credit?' Atsumu shrugged off the fact that Suna was giving him a nasty glare and continued to chat with you.

"That's what I'm saying, it's clearly the best pocky flavor. Can you believe that Rin's favorite is banana pocky?" You giggled, teasing Suna briefly. Wanting to let his friend finally have his moment, he simply responded to your joke by shaking his head with a smile.

"Banana pocky?" Atsumu said, matching your teasing. "That should be a crime against humanity." Having enough of both of your antics, Suna joined Osamu at the other side of the room. Now that Suna was gone, Atsumu started, "Hey, Y/N I just wanted to say 'm really sorry for running over yer foot with the shopping cart and, also, for serving the ball into your face."

Wanting to get back at him somehow, you thought that you'd tease him a little. "Apology not accepted," You stated with a straight face. His face fell and he looked to the ground. You almost felt a little bad, but then again you let out a laugh, hoping to ease his worries. "I'm just messing with you blondie, of course I accept your apology." He looked up at you again, met with your warm smile. "But please try to keep the injuries to a minimum. I don't know how much more damage I can take," You joked.

He softly chuckled. "I can't make any for sure promises."

You threw a hand on your chest, being enthusiastically dramatic. "I take it back, we can never be friends with that attitude." You two both bursted into laughter, blissfully unaware of Suna and Osamu watching from the distance.

Suna sighed, "I take back what I said a few days ago, they're made for each other."

Osamu replied, "I swear if you just helped to create an annoying power duo."

fun facts !

Suna's ranking of his top ten pocky flavors are banana, mango, pumpkin, cookies and cream, blueberry, strawberry, chocolate, matcha, crystal salt, and milk.

Osamu might be the expert on cooking and fine-dining, but when it comes to convenience store food, Suna is the one to go to.

He has a ranking for all of the different flavors a snack comes in, but when it comes to snacks in general, everyone knows that jelly sticks are his favorite.

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smau written by @sagefzy

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Let Me Take Care of You (Belphegor x GN!Reader)

The soft tweeting of birds outside the window, the sizzling of the bacon, the sound of the spatula scraping against the pan as I get it under the pancake, the little “tssssss” sound that scrambled eggs make when they’re still kind of wet and it’s not really sizzling but like… you know they’re cooking. It was all very soothing, and I tried to do everything as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake you up in the process. The sun hadn’t even risen completely yet and the sky was a beautiful mixture of violety blue, orange, and red. I wish you were awake to watch it rise with me, but you aren’t really a morning person, and… neither am I, but it’s come to my attention that you’ve never had breakfast in bed, and if anyone deserves it, it’s you.

I finish up the pancakes, quickly moving on to cut up the strawberries and bananas and placing them in a bowl mixed with blueberries and then moving the bowl onto the tray that already held the massive stack of pancakes. It’s a giant stack, because I was too tired to really measure out the batter, and I ended up making enough to serve like twenty people but this is fine. I finish up the eggs and bacon, placing them on a separate plate, and then burn my fingers as I grab the toast from the toaster and basically throw them on the plate, hoping they land and don’t slide off onto the floor. I pour the orange juice, and then pour a separate cup of coffee for you, placing both onto the tray next to the syrup, butter, sugar, milk, and creamer.

Carefully, I make my way up to your room, glad that even in my tired state I had remembered to keep the door cracked and I could just lightly push it open with my foot. You were still asleep, the blankets pulled up over your head and your arms wrapped tightly around your pillow. The sun had risen just enough to send a small ray through the window, but luckily it wasn’t at eye level… yet… cause that sucks and I don’t want you to wake up and immediately be blinded. I gently set down the tray on the side table and then slowly pull back the blankets from around your head to place a soft kiss to your forehead. “It’s time to wake up, Belphie.” I whisper it quietly, and I know that you heard me because you groaned, pulling the blankets back up around your head and mumbling into your pillow. “Five more hours…”

Pfft, I wish. I laugh softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Your food is gonna get cold…” Or I’d just start eating it myself. It was hard enough not to steal a piece of bacon while it was on the tray in the kitchen, but presentation is key and the tray as a whole looks really good right now and I don’t want to ruin anything… but also, it’s really tempting. “What food?” You were still mumbling into your pillow, and that mixed with the tiredness of your voice was just so cute to me. You’re fricking adorable. “Your breakfast, Belphie. It’s gonna get cold and it won’t taste very good.”

You groaned again and I could see you shaking your head from underneath the blanket. “I don’t want to actually get up…” And that’s when I pulled the blankets back again which made you roll over, staring up at me with a look that was less than amused. “You don’t have to get up… well… you should probably sit up, I don’t want you to choke or anything. But! I brought breakfast to you!” And yes, I was very excited to present it to you. I grabbed the tray off the table and held it proudly, smiling hopefully as you looked between my face and the contents on the tray. You were silent for a moment before one of your eyebrows lowered and you looked at me questioningly. “Why?”

“Because you’ve never had it before, and I like making you happy… and you usually miss breakfast because you sleep in and that’s not good.” You hummed softly, propping yourself up on a couple pillows against the headboard before grabbing the tray and placing it on your lap. As soon as I saw you were content, I pushed myself up off the bed. “Where are you going now? Aren’t you going to eat it with me?” You eyed the massive stack of pancakes and I smiled sheepishly before shaking my head. “Nope, it’s all for you. I also have towels in the drier right now so they’re really warm. When you’re done eating, take a shower and I’ll bring you the towels when you’re done… yeah?” Because honestly, who doesn’t love warm towels after a shower… they’re the best. But you looked more confused now than you did before, slowly chewing the scrambled eggs that you had scooped into your mouth.

“What’s all this for?” You pushed yourself even further up on the bed, and your confusion was precious, but also kind of sad. It’s like you weren’t used to someone just genuinely wanting you to be happy, so I shook my head before leaning in to kiss your forehead again, secretly enjoying the way your cheeks turned a light shade of pink from the action. “Because I love you… dork. Now eat, because I have something planned for later.” You didn’t have time to question it before I was walking out of the room. If you questioned it, I’d end up giving in and telling you, I’m not very good with keeping surprises as… well… surprises.

After breakfast was finished and all cleaned up, and you had finished your shower and took about 25 minutes just to get dressed because you ended up laying in the bed, wrapped up in the warm towels and almost dozing off, I was ready to take you to your surprise. It wasn’t much, but I knew you’d enjoy it, or, well, at least I hoped you would. I wanted to do the whole, cover your eyes as we walked up to the place, type thing… but you’re really tall and I can only walk on my tip toes so long before my legs get tired. So, I trusted that you’d just keep your eyes closed as I held your hand and walked you toward our destination. “I hear people…” You mumbled, and it actually made me snort, squeezing your hand lightly. “Yeah, you’re gonna hear a lot of that… we’re outside.” I could tell that you rolled your eyes, even with your eyes shut, but I knew that you’d at least cheer up a little bit once we got to where we’re going.

The neon lights around the massive room were bright, and I smiled to myself as I took them all in before turning to you. “You can open your eyes now!” Of course I was excited, not just for myself, but to see your reaction as well. You slowly opened your eyes, taking in the room around you, and then blinking a few times before looking down at me. “You… brought me to an arcade?” I nodded eagerly, but inside I was worried that maybe you weren’t as excited about it as I was… at least until your eyes lit up, scanning over the machines that lined the walls.

“Fuck yeah! Come on, let’s go.” Now you were the one dragging me around, not that I minded it. You looked so happy, and that was the whole point of all of this. “Where are we going?” I couldn’t help but laugh, luckily the sounds of all the games and the multiple people talking blocked out the sound. You stopped in front of one of the machines, smiling smugly down at me. “I’m about to kick your ass at Street Fighter.” I scoffed, fishing 50 cents out of my pocket and handing a quarter to you before shoving mine into the slot. “Try me… you’re about to get wrecked.”

We both sucked at the game, but we’re really good at button smashing, and honestly… The purpose wasn’t to actually win the games. It was just nice to see you having fun, to see you smiling and laughing and having a good time. The entire day was to show you and let you know, without actually saying it, that you’re important to me, and that your happiness is important to me, and that I care about you, and everyone deserves a day to be spoiled, and loved.