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dylandrhodes · 3 years ago

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Slightly modified from the smit prompts, but 'I want to count every one of your [moles] with my lips'. This is too perfect for Dylan, I can't. Excited to see where you might take it!

- Trashy 😍

@theinternetisfulloftrash Thank you love!

For you! of course, Got a little carried away with this one lol but hope yall enjoy

Warning? mildish? smut below the cut 😊😊

Count (Dylan O'brien)

You were not drunk.

You were not drunk, you were just blinking away doubled vision as you tried to focus on the form of your man beside you.

No, it wasn’t that you were drunk, it was just that Dylan had decided he wanted to make the spicy margaritas that were your favourite at your local dive.

He'd come home from the grocery hope that evening (usually something you'd do together, but his sole responsibility this week when you'd picked up over time and he wasn't currently filming).

Dylan's excited explanation, between soft kisses after he'd laid out his in haul in the kitchen, had been that your block of days off and his press commitments being done for a couple weeks was cause for celebration.

Trying to recreate them perfectly had turned into endless rounds of taste testing until the blender was a mess in the sink and you and Dylan were sat on the cool tiles kitchen floor, backs against the dishwasher as you nursed the melting ends of recipe 6.

The heat of the room was trapped in your pinked cheeks and your hand pushed up to lazily press the strand of hair back behind your eat that had fallen into your eyes.

You hummed at the cool feeling of your hand against your warmed skin and pressed your fingers to your cheeks before you slipped your fingers down to rest on your neck, felt the fluttering of your pulse thrumming heavy under your skin.

Your tongue darted out from your lips, licked them wet and felt them tingle with the mix of tequila and spice that lined the rim of the glass.

A soft laugh drew your eyes back to the man beside you, lids heavy as you traced his shape. His own glass was loose in his hand, looking small in the span of his fingers, the other handheld his phone, fingers moved as he most likely added to the playlist flowing through the home speakers.

The pair of you had taken to the floor when you'd found yourself stumbling over each other's feet as you tried to clean the mess from dinner. It had mostly comprised of getting distracted in each other, Dylan pulling you in to spin you around, singing along to the music playing through the speakers; kissing against the counter and arguing which round of drinks had been the closest to the original.

The light of the kitchen was low, a wash of warm orange light that made the cropped fuzz of Dylan’s hair glow, a fire outline of his shape. Your eyes dropped to caress the line of his jaw, the pink pout of lips, the sheen of them illuminated by the light of his phone.

The song changed and you dragged your legs up from where they had been sprawled in front of you, toes now pressed into the cool floor. You raised your hand to cup your jaw, smiled as you held up your heavy head to watch Dylan raise his glass up to his lips once more for a long sip, head tilted back just so.

His throat stretched, head tipped to show the line of his neck, the strong cords of muscle and the swell of his Adam's apple. The neck of his shirt was loose, a faded old black T-shirt that was a favourite of his, stolen from a movie set years past now. It was worn in a soft to the touch, smelt of Dylan and their washing powder always.

Your fingers dropped and smoothed against the bare skin of your thigh as you watched him, your knees bowed inward just so.

He looked strong like this, you thought, the width of his shoulders against the dishwasher, the thick line of throat the dip before the meeting point of his clavicles just visible, the way his hand consumed the circumference of the glass easily.

You swallowed and swayed as you set your glass down to the left of you before turning in to let your eyes more easily keep Dylan.

With a tilt of his head, the glow of the light streaming in from the windows changed, illuminated the constellation of moles that mapped the span from ear to lips. You shivered at the brush of heat on your thigh and your gaze flickered to find Dylan’s fingers, skimmed up and down the line of skin, a hazy touch that Dylan barely seemed aware of himself.

His phone was abandoned in his lap, the hand not on you still held the almost empty glass, head laid back against the dishwasher, eyes closed lashes casting a long shadow. He was humming, you realised after a breath, lost in the swell of music, seemingly content with the lazy flirt of skin on skin as his fingers danced pattern on your skin.

Heat breathed up your spine, fire from Dylan’s fingers to the inside of your thigh, up through to the base of your stomach, a kiss of butterflies under your ribs.

You sighed, and watched, and wanted, licked your lips and returned your eyes to the map on flushed skin, the sun kisses dark landmarks that drew your eyes to the line of his ear, jaw, throat, soft skin hot from alcohol.

A soft sound passed your lips as you turned in closer to Dylan, blinked once, twice until you blinked and your nose and lips and eyelashes had found Dylan’s cheek.

Your next blink was an incidental butterfly kiss before your lips pursed in a soft press, under the mole that you knew was there, larger than the others just a breath away from his lips.

Dylan’s long fingers paused, greedy with the skin of your right thigh, palm flattened and fingers curled to take grip, a light scratch of nails as he relaxed his fingers before he took hold once more.

You had lingered, and finally exhaled before you drew your mouth blindly to the trio of lighter freckles that bridged to the next mole just lips away from the hinge of his jaw. You kissed the skin, licked your lips of his taste before you kissed again, leaving a brush of wet skin behind.

Your arms grew restless in your own lap then, the heat of Dylan close, under your lips, the stillness of him as he let you kiss on him. His frame was warm and solid under you, his body rose and fell with his breaths, chest jostled you just so with the subtle movement. His breaths and his grip on your thigh were his only participation.

Your touch blindly found Dylan’s shoulder then, fingers sought the side of his neck, held him as your mouth found its next target, your favourite mole perfectly below his earlobe.

you found it with lips and then the bite of teeth, a deep inhale through your nose and you pressed closer, limbs heavy and melting where you held onto him.

Dylan seemed to come to life with the nip of your teeth against his skin, hands found your waist, a hot thrill pushed through your skin as he gripped. His head turned, met you with his nose bumping your ear, breath hot against your skin.

“What you up to baby?”

You shivered, his voice was a low husking whisper, and some silly part of you twisted with an ache of longing, you wanted him closer still just from the hum of his voice like you weren’t already skin to skin.

You huffed, frustrated as if Dylan had ruined your plans, sprung you in your scheme, as a traitorous blush swallowed your cheeks and nose and chin.

“Nothin” you replied, scratched your nails in a circle against his neck, went back to your focus, hoping that would keep him still a little longer.

You pulled back just far enough to bridge to the next mole on his neck, pressed three lingering kisses there before nuzzling in, unable to help but follow the smell of Dylan. It was warm and clean and boy washed with the alcohol he’d been drinking and a light sheen of sweat glowing on the back of his neck.

“Oh, you’re not trying something on with me?”

Dylan asked again, whole his body had gone warm and relaxed in your arms under the simple scratch of nails and presses of lips. quiet smirk on his lips.

Despite the way he’d melted into you, you could feel the curiosity in his hands on your frame, the way his fingers fidgeted, played with the thin fabric of your tee between his fingertips, twisting it up lazily till the cotton pulled tight against your skin.

You smirked at his words, unable to help yourself when a small bundle of giggles grew and burst from between your lips, shoulders shimmered with it as your hand gripped tighter to his neck. Your lips vibrated against the freckled skin you’d been kissing at as you smoothed your laughter.

“Don’t really have to try it do I Dyl, you’re kinda an easy drunk”

It's an easy tease, but you can’t help yourself, really because it was true and you both knew it.

“Oh” was the only breath of warning you got before his hold tightened on you, strong hands took a grip of your waist and he positioned you in his lap easily.

You let out a small whimper of defeat and pulled you away from your target once more.

“I’m an easy drunk?”

Dylan asked then, his hand moved to hold you under your chin, tilted your chin up to lock your eyes in his. His gaze was fire warm and his lids were low, lashes a dark smudged frame around dark brown.

“Big words for the girl who was copping a feel”

his voice was low, steady and deliberate and your lower stomach pulled with it, you kept his gaze until the room bent around you and your drink warmed body swayed, eyes pulled away.

“Was not copping a feel” You refuted and found yourself a nice place to rest your head, the warmth of Dylan’s shoulder under your cheek.

“Big talk, girl, big talk” Dylan’s laughter shook his chest and rocked you with it, one of his hands found your hair and his fingers skimmed the strands.

You pulled back with a sigh and shake your head, the motion heavy and you let out a fumbled laugh at the way your vision blurred.

“I wasn’t putting the moves on you Dyl”

You paused to try to find the right words that didn’t show your hand.

“I just, um decided that- well I was looking at you like your face and stuff” your hand waved vaguely in front of yourself as your tequila sweetened mind stumbled around your words.

“I decided I wanted to count all your moles with my lips, because we don’t know like the official count, I guess in case we needed that, like, information”

You trailed off and reached quickly to pick up Dylan’s cup, sipping at the last of the mostly melted icy drink.

You were only maybe half hiding behind the glass to hide the dark red of your cheeks, the realisation that what you said out loud was maybe a bit more embarrassing than just agreeing that you wanted to get handsy with him.

The sound of your own heart pounded full in your ears and you exhaled, felt your chest rise and fall with the movement. The room was filled only by the sound of Frank Ocean's voice rolling around you both, sweet, steady and low.

A bead of water dove from the base of the stemware, the condensation dripped onto the fabric of your tee just to the left of your breast, wet the fabric through as Dylan’s hand met yours to ease the glass out of your grip.

You shivered with it, the drop of cold water, the touch, the tequila at the bottom of the drink that burned a hot line down the centre of you.

“That’s mine” Dylan breathed, placed his lips on the glass where yours had been, took the very last few drops on his lips before he set it to the side with his eyes locked on yours, held in them a dark intention.

It was a smouldering gaze that drew the lines of you, the shape he knew so well under the tee and small sleep shorts you wore.

You suppressed a shiver, licked your lips and drew a small breath. The space between was hot, a wire line coiled between you that had you pressing your hips down subconsciously, your thighs widened and you felt your nipples tighten under the thin fabric of your shirt.

The tequila already had you spinning, skin hot, but it held nothing to the proximity of Dylan.

His hands found yours once more, thumbs and fingers circled your wrists and picked them up to place your palms flat against his chest. His fingers drew up the outside of your arms, thumb pressed in and smoothed over the taut muscles of your forearms.

The heat of his skin was thick even through the fabric of his t-shirt and your fingers pressed in, hungry for more of him, starving with the weight of Dylan’s eyes on you.

The brown of his eyes fell to your mouth then, lingered, but never pressed closer to follow through.

His silence and stillness were so unlike him, Dylan was all hands first followed by mouth lips and teeth and you ached for the familiar grip that usually accompanied that gaze, the pull of you into him over and over.

His hunger for you had never been so quiet.

You wanted to know what he thought, wanted his reaction, wanted him to follow through in the promises his eyes were making.

You pressed closer, a drag of your hips down, Dylan’s sweats bunched with the movement under your thighs, pulled your lower back in, arse pushing back.

The man underneath you didn't respond in like, didn’t find the cradle of your hips with his own, no pressure to the hottest part of you.

“Dylan”

“Yes baby” he answered unhurried, words diligent from his tongue.

You watched his face, calm and expressionless as he regarded you, a glow of softness under his eyes and a wash of deep red in the hollows below his cheek bones that held you in his want.

“Dylan?” you repeat, a whisper this time, a question, the only word you could find in your mouth.

“Yes baby?” he whispered back, voice earnest.

He swallowed and you watched, he wet his lips and let his eyes undress you once more in a slow pour of his brown eyes.

He shrugged, hands finally moving to take you in them once more, found your thighs and followed them up to the hinge of your hips, kept going until he pushed up under the fabric of your t-shirt to place his hands against soft skin.

“You want to count, then count baby”

The gentle command made sweat bead at the low of your back, lids felt heavy with it, and you felt as the pulses in your wrist thundered.

He smirked then, easy and warm and your body tightened, your fingers wound up in his shirt and you leaned in just so, eyes watched the easy rise and fall of Dylan’s chest, his slow breaths as he watched you, leant back and waiting.

“Don’t get shy on me now, got a lot of ground to cover haven’t you?”

Dylan muttered when you didn’t react, his thumb drew lazy circles on your skin and licked his lips.

You sighed, and really, Dylan didn’t ever really need to ask, to invite you to his body because you always wanted, and he knew that.

But something about him lying in wait for your touch, so casual in his command, the way he watched you with a lazy intimacy made the low of your gut twist with a kick of a thrill; something low and dirty that thrummed a heartbeat between your legs.

Your knees drew in from where they were tucked on either side of Dylan’s wide frame, you tightened around nothing with the movement, only a tease of Dylan's fingers at your hips. Heat bloomed through your core as you willed his touch to push closer.

“Guess so” you agreed.

Dylan smelt ever so faintly like the cigarette he suck a few hours ago and you want to be wrapped up in it, woven to him like the lingering scent.

Your lips found the corner of his jaw, the predominant mole you know well and you mouthed at it. The man's large fingers cripped at your body with the contact, and you placed small kisses to cover it and the smatter of smaller freckles that marked the skin like a spin out of stars framing its moon.

Your arms twined around Dylan’s neck, leveraged yourself to tilt down into the seat of his lap, closer until your chest was pressed to the muscle of his, your breasts tight to his body. A deep breath shifted his chest against you, a brush over your pebbled nipples that made your lips part.

“One”

You whispered under your breath, exhaled over the line of Dylan’s neck as you felt the rock of his hips underneath you finally, a press of growing hardness to the centre of you, hot even through the layers of fabric that pulled with each lazy grind.

“One”

Dylan muttered back to you, and between heavy breaths, his hand found you, the low of your stomach, skimmed down with a feather touch to trace the seam of your shorts.

The touch was barely there and your back arched to take more of it, to feel the pressure that was anchoring your body pressed to where you wanted it.

“Ah” Dylan breathed and his other hand found the back of your neck then, slid up into your hair and gripped, drew your face to the side of his throat.

“Count” He mumbled, his finger still tracing the seamed line of your soft shorts, just a breath away from what you wanted. needed. You shivered, ached, and your head spun with it.

“Two” you whispered into his skin, the single word a beg, teeth grazed the mole, turning the surrounding skin red.

Dylan nodded and his single finger became two pressed against you. He slid his hand down so that his palm was in line with the heartbeat of your pussy at its peak, fingertips laying at the spot where your panties had started to dampen with your want.

You nodded, understanding his game and clenched your thighs to keep still, to be good.

“There we go, my clever baby”

Dylan praised, a smile in his words and you flushed, would have rolled your eyes if it wasn’t for the tequila that had washed away your usual initial resistance that came with Dylan’s blatant praising of you, of just how much you liked it.

“Just need to count as many as you want”

Dylan whispered to you like a secret, the love in his words made your next breath catch, stutter.

He pressed the pad of his fingers up just enough that the pressure, the promise of it made you gasp into his shoulder, as your body throbbed with it. Your fingers twisted in the waist of his sweats.

“Count”

Dylan encouraged you again and you nodded, eyes closed as your lifted your heavy head to find the sun mark closest to his lips, pressed a kiss over it.

“Three”

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bearkkyou · 4 years ago

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Thunderstorms and Late Night Kisses

And the degeneracy starts! You’re in my world now, stay or get out lmfao This is some Boyfriend x Pico shit that I can’t stop writing, it’s just a ton of fluff because i have none in my life! 1389 words total.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The weather forecast this morning was sunny, with no clouds in sight, but holy shit were they wrong. It was raining so hard that the drops sounded like someone knocking forcefully knocking on the window instead of tapping like how it should sound. Pico had taken off his headphones various times just to get up and make sure that no one was at the door. Pico loved when it rained hard, it made his house feel cooler than usual, and it was always relaxing. He continued to watch some videos on his laptop before hearing pounding once again, but this time it was on his door. Startled, he stood up, grabbing his Uzi, making sure that his footsteps were quiet and swift, as he swung his front door open and pointed straight ahead, quickly lowering his guard when he saw Boyfriend standing on his doorstep, soaked in rainwater, shaken up and nervous. “Babe, what are you doing here?” Pico ushered his lover inside, worried for him, as all Boyfriend did was stand there and shudder, clearly not in a good state. Pico immediately became concerned, and went over to Boyfriend, slowly putting his hand on his lover’s shoulder to try and snap him out of it, and the second he made contact, Boyfriend jumped and clung to Pico, hugging him tightly. “Pico… Don’t let me go, please…” Pico hugged his lover back tightly, slowly caressing his head, kissing it softly. “It’s ok, I’m here. Let’s get you in the bath, ok? You can tell me what’s wrong once you’ve calmed down. I won’t let go, ok?” Pico walked Boyfriend to the bathroom slowly, making sure not to shake him up more than he already was. He sat Boyfriend down on the toilet seat and ran a warm bath, before stripping his lover down, and setting him into the warm water. Pico rolled up his sleeves before he began to gently wash Boyfriend, planting small, soft kisses along his arms, neck and face in an attempt to calm his lover down. “Are you okay now, babe?” Pico questions softly, as he rinses Boyfriend with warm water, making sure it wasn’t too hot or too cold. “Mhm… Thank you, Pico… I just… I don’t like storms like this… The thunder and the lightning really scare me, especially if I’m home alone, and I just can’t be alone when they come. I would sleep through it if I could, but the rain is just so loud…” Boyfriend answered softly, still shaken up, but he looks calmer than before. Pico helped him out of the tub and wrapped him up in a towel before bringing him over to his room, getting a spare change of warm clothes, dressing his lover up before changing his own wet clothes. Pico had showered about 20 minutes before Boyfriend showed up, and he wasn’t about to leave Boyfriend alone just to run some hot water on his face. “Next time, I’ll go over to your house, ok? You don’t have to come here and get soaked and potentially get sick just because you don’t want to be alone.” Pico pulled out a hairdryer from one of his dresser drawers and plugged it into the wall before turning it on, softly blow-drying Boyfriend’s hair. He tried to be as calming and kind as possible, not accustomed to giving care. Pico never knew that Boyfriend was afraid of thunderstorms and he really wanted to try and do his best to calm his lover down. After a while, Boyfriend’s hair was finally dry, and Pico put the blow-dryer down on his desk. “There, now your hair is nice and dry. If you want me to do anything else, or need me to do anything else at all, let me know, ok? For now, let’s just stay in bed.” As he spoke, Pico moved Boyfriend over from the chair he was sitting on, to the cozy bed right behind them, placing him down softly. The storm only got worse as Pico laid down next to Boyfriend, opening his arms wide, accepting his lover with warm cuddles and a kiss on the head. He could feel Boyfriend’s nervous shaking, his heartbeat racing against his lower chest, and he heard how Boyfriend’s breath would hitch in his throat as the lightning struck, waiting for him to weakly exhale when the sound of booming thunder came to haunt him. Boyfriend held onto Pico tightly as if he was the only thing keeping him from blowing away in the storm, and Pico couldn’t help but blush excessively at the adoring affection, making sure to hold onto Boyfriend just as tight as a way of saying that he wasn’t letting him go anywhere. Pico rubbed small circles into Boyfriend’s back, watching him slowly but surely relax. At some point, Boyfriend had fallen asleep, and Pico stayed awake, making sure to keep him in this state of calm, not wanting his lover to wake up in a state of disarray and start panicking. The rain had significantly calmed down, the once harsh drops now becoming a quaint little patter against the bedroom window. Pico wanted to do something nice for Boyfriend before he woke up, and he didn’t know what to do, until it hit him. What’s the best thing to have on a rainy day? Soup, of course! Chicken soup, preferably, but Pico doesn’t know how to make chicken, so he thought of the closet thing that was soup related and came to the conclusion that tomato soup would work just fine. Tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich, who wouldn’t love that? Pico had made up his mind and decided that he would only be gone for a little bit. He slowly let Boyfriend go and covered him with a warm blanket before heading off to the kitchen to try and cook something nice for his boyfriend. He put on the apron that Nene bought him and got to cooking. Pico put the tomatoes he bought and cut in a deep oven dish, seasoned them with salt, pepper and olive oil, and stuck them in the oven while he diced up some onions and garlic. When the tomatoes were done baking, he threw everything into a pot with some butter and added some extra seasonings before letting everything simmer. While he waited, he quietly walked to his bedroom to check up on Boyfriend to make sure he was still sleeping and covered with the blanket. He opened the door just by a little crack and took a peak inside. Seeing that his lover was safe, warm and sound asleep, he closed the door and went back to the kitchen. After the tomatoes simmered for a while, he added milk and flour and stirred continuously, watching the aromatic, red liquid thicken immensely. He left it to simmer once more before making 2 grilled cheese sandwiches, one for him and one for Boyfriend. Grabbing the handheld blender, he blended the tomatoes together before pouring the soup into 2 different bowls, setting the tray on the table. He looked over at what he did as he took off the apron, and he felt extremely proud of himself, he can only hope that it tastes as good as it looks. Pico slowly walked to his room and opened the door quietly, before sitting on the bed next to Boyfriend. “Hey, babe?” He whispered softly, as he softly caressed Boyfriend’s cheek, waking him up as nicely as possible. “Mhh?” Boyfriend opened his eyes before stretching, rubbing them softly, “What happened…?” He questioned, still half asleep. “I made you some food, yeah? I bet you’re hungry, so come meet me in the kitchen when you’re fully awake.” Pico kissed Boyfriend softly, before walking to the kitchen, watching his lover soon follow behind. Pico explained that he decided to try his hand at cooking for once, and when he mentioned that he wanted to care for Boyfriend and do something nice, it made Boyfriend light up with joy as he sat down to eat. They had decided that the food that Pico cooked came out surprisingly well, considering he almost never cooks. They spent the rest of the day cuddled up in Pico’s room, stomachs full of good food, and arms full of each other’s love and care.

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hopekiedokie · 4 years ago

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Mall is Life | INTRO : She’s Broke, He’s Broke, We’re All Broke!

Summary: Your dad thinks it’s best for you to pay off the credit card that you just maxed out. Meaning, it’s time for you to finally get your very first job…at the mall. As a true blue spoiled daughter from a very rich family, what could possibly happen? Form a labour union and overthrow the oppressive government with 7 other underpaid and overworked guys??? Or maybe just form a bond with them and have the best time of your life?

Pairing: bts x reader

Genre: mall!au, lowkey a sitcom, fluff, eventual angst, and a whole lot of pure crack

Word count: 5.3k+

Notes: As I’m doing final rewrites for this, I overheard my co-teacher call one of our students a “crack” and I honestly have never related hard to a student. Anyways, transferring this from gdocs to tumblr took sooooo long. I literally aged 10 years. I didn’t think writing in this style would be such a pain so I really do hope you enjoy this! Keep safe and hang on while the world still seems like it’s on its way to destruction.

Posted on: 8th of Jan, 2021

— • masterlist | Character Guide | INTRO | next • —

Red

Red is all you see.

Your vision has been clouded by the colour red since the moment you stepped inside the mall.

Sale season is upon you and red tags are everywhere!

Buy one get one for a girlfriend sized “boyfriend t-shirt”, a free cookie if you get 7 drinks, 5% off on your next purchase from Kucci and… Gasp! 75% off for a light sabre handheld immersion blender???

Do you even cook or watch Star Trek or whatever it’s called? Heck no.

bUT IT’S MORE THAN HALF OFF and it looks cool so might as well get it.

Right?

You saunter off towards the sights of free or marked down signs to start making damages.

“Ehem.”

The sound of your best friend, Taehyung’s voice, freezes you in place and you feel like a kid caught in the act of stealing a candy.

Literally, you have both your hands in front of you with your mouth open and watering.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” His hands are placed on his hips, like a slightly inconvenienced Karen.

“Oh, uh...I was just, you know!? About to admire the general splendour!”

He was like, ya right sweetie.

“Shut up. This isn’t a Jane Austen book.”

Well, one can dream.

And lowkey, you were kinda expecting him to not get the reference.

…or even understand what you just said.

Damn.

You really need to give Taehyung some credit.

He is after all, your best friend and that is an achievement in itself.

“Focus, y/n. FOCUS. We’re here on a mission, don’t get distracted.”

Ugh, right.

Reality hit you again like a ton of bricks.

“And as if you can afford anything! Unless, you’re in for some service water.”

You scoff hard.

Though he isn’t lying.

See, the thing is, your family is rich.

Like rich 𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑯.

Like “rent a whole stadium for your dad’s morning run” rich

You, alone, though?

ʰᵉ ʰᵉ ʰᵉ

“Sorry, you’re absolutely right. We’re here for one thing only and that is to find a job! We’re not leaving until we get one.”

And that’s what you did for the next two hours

Job hunting

You might be wondering, “If we're so rich then why are we looking for a job?”

Well kids, let me tell you a quick story.

Here’s what happened

A week ago, you had probably the most embarrassing yet most eye opening experience of your life.

You were shopping

(like duh do you have anything else to do?)

And your credit card got…

Wait for it…

…………….

🚫DECLINED🚫

◉.◉

Like, that can happen????

Next thing you know, you’re on the phone with your dad and he is MAD

You don’t even know why he is so pressed about it.

Okay, so you maxed out one of his seemingly endless supply of credit cards.

BIG DEAL.

It’s not like he lost a bunch of money.

Maybe to a normal person, yeah…

BUT to you guys?

Come on! He can earn that money back in like two days.

Besides, he always goes on saying that he'd willingly give everything for you, his one and only princess.

bUT NOoOOoo! He has to teach you to be rEsPoNsIbLe with money! You need to be a 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏.

"What? You think I'm a money making machine here?"

Well, tbh he kinda is.

"You think money grows on trees?"

Well, technically, money is paper so...ya it kinda does.

"I don't slave around just so you could plunge yourself in all of your whims!"

Uh, actually.

You kinda do though if we refer back to your whole willingly-give-everything-to-you shtick.

So that wasn't real, huh?

ＡＬＬＭＥＮＤＯＩＳＬＩＥ.

smh

Taehyung, on the other hand...

Well, his mother’s old but rich sugar daddy just recently passed away and unfortunately all his money and prized possessions were inherited by his one and only beloved son.

All they got was a couple of stupid jewelry, which did allow them to pay for a new (less glamorous) apartment, but still

Eh.

What a complete disappointment.

11+ years of being a sugar baby, all for nothing.

So now it’s back to the slums for the both of them.

Sad reacs for a fallen warrior.

I’m talking about Tae’s mother, not the sugar daddy...

THOUGh rip for him. Uh,,,,

He’ll be missed? I guess???

(1 like of this post = 1 respect for him)

DW about his mother though. She doesn’t seem quite fazed by it.

“This is why if you find a rich old bastard, make sure he doesn’t have any kids. That or have an affair with their kid. Oh well, on to the next one.” She told you and Tae during the funeral.

It’s been three months since.

She’s currently working at a hair salon and also,,,,

Taehyung thinks she’s seeing someone again cause she’s been using her designated “𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔” parfum.

WHICH you still don’t know if you should be impressed or be concerned about.

Nonetheless, you respect the hustle of this woman. ✊✊✊✊

Unfortunately, her efforts are still not enough to satisfy their expensive needs so that brings us to the present situation.

Actually, it couldn’t have been more perfect though!

You and your best friend coincidentally just happen to be in the same dilemma.

Kind of

Well, not really

Plus, it’s not really the most pleasant circumstance bUT STILL

The point is, you’re in this together and that’s enough for the both of you.

:’)

“Ugh, this totally blows.” Taehyung says as you both sit on one of the food court booths.

“Which one, us not getting any jobs yet or the fact that we’re hanging at the food court?”

“Get used to it, princess. Honestly, you'll find that the food here isn't as disgusting as you think they are." He says as he fishes for his phone in his man purse.

"Well, at this rate, I won't be able to get used to it since I sTILL haven't found a job. Why are the good stores so demanding? Like, an intensive classroom and in-store training only to have a possibility to get hired??? To think that I'm a loyal Louie Button customer!"

(A/n: This is actually a real procedure for Louis Vuitton, at least in my own experience. But I only applied and never went through with the training cause I figured that it just ain't for me.)

You continue ranting your little heart out about how you could sue these stores for unfair treatment.

Taehyung, though, has long tuned you out and has pointed his full attention to his phone.

This is turning out to be a lot more disastrous than what he anticipated.

So he needs to phone a friend in.

Orrrrr a couple.

He's getting desperate, okay??

The entire spring collection was practically screaming out to him when they entered Kucci.

He's a 𝓚𝓾𝓬𝓬𝓲 𝓫𝓸𝔂 through and through.

He hasn't missed a single Kucci season collection in years.

IN YEARS, PEOPLE!

He can feel his right eye twitch at this blasphemy.

"I'm telling you! These stores are absolutely ungrateful-hEY! Are you even listening??"

"No. I thought that was obvious the second I whipped my phone out."

( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)

Rude

He didn't even try to deny it.

"You know, I really don't need you to be mean to me right now."

"Sorry y/n but this…" He lifts his phone up, "is more important right now."

What could possibly be more important than your current problem??

If you don't leave today with any form of productivity, you just might have to sell the entirety of your closet.

And we all know that ain't happening.

"By 'that', you mean?"

His phone vibrates a couple of times, indicating that he just received a bunch of messages.

He instantly opens them, disregarding you once again.

I-

Seriously, thIS bOy!

"Hello???? I'm still here and we're still hideously unemployed!"

He looks up to you with a smile that seems a tad bit too eerie.

Okay, this is somewhat alarming ngl.

"I called in some reinforcements."

Reinforcements... Huh?

What's that supposed to mean?

You stare at him with scrunched brows and mouth slightly agape.

And as if on cue, a male voice rings from behind you.

"Tae! We're here!"

"Jimin! Seokjin hyung!"

Ohhhhhhh

*Looks at the camera*

Them.

♫︎DUN DUN DUN♫︎

For everyone's information, Taehyung grew up a hair away from the poverty line.

He was in his preteen years when their family found success through his mother's sugar daddy.

He didn't grow up rich whICH there's NOthing wrong WiTh THAT.

A person's financial status does not define them.

Taehyung's friends, however, already have a collective definition in your head.

One word

༼ つ ◕◡◕ ༽つ MESS™

♫︎DUN DUN DUN♫︎

A hot mess you are so not willing to become a part of.

Tae keeps them away from you because he knows that they are not the type of people you would associate yourself with.

Which is why you've never met any of them.

...Until today.

♫︎DUN DUN DUN♫︎

Guess being besties with a broke Taehyung means it only makes sense that you finally meet them.

♫︎dUN dUn- ok that's enough of that.

"We got the Code 17 message. I can't believe I'll ever get that from you. This is history, man! We need to celebrate!" Someone says accompanied by what sounds like someone wiping a window.

You look at Taehyung with a very displeased look.

May god and every higher being out there give you strength.

He doesn't even look the slightest bit bothered by what might be one of the boldest crossovers to ever happen.

Also, "Code 17"??? Wth?

"What's wrong? You never ask to meet at the food court… And who's this with--oh." A different, softer voice talks this time.

"You guys remember my bestie, right? Y/n? Well, I think it's time you guys finally meet."

From behind you, Seokjin and Jimin share a slightly wary yet excited look.

Jimin, being the natural people lover that he is, instantly thinks that he's about to have another best friend.

From what he's heard from Taehyung, you two are slightly alike, being a total softie.

So don't be surprised if a montage of things like the two of you going on picnics at the mall garden or watching the premiere of the next Disney movie plays in his head.

Seokjin, on the other hand, being the woman lover that he is, instantly thinks that he's about to score big time.

He's heard a lot about you from Tae but the only thing that stuck (and pretty much the only thing that matters) is that you are HELLA rich.

$ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 $

So are we even surprised that what he imagines is him breezing through the luxury section of the mall, with his personal butlers in tow, and having everyone swoon at him?

“Y/n,” Taehyung gives you a pointed look as if telling you to be nice. “Meet Seokjin hyung and Jimin, two of my other best friends.”

Alright, you heard that these people work here at the mall.

So you’re gonna have to suck it up if it means being stuck with them for god knows how long.

You just hope they have some level of bearableness.

(Oh and some form of acceptable fashion taste too please, thank you very much!)

As much as you're not in the mood to smile, you still plaster on the sweetest one you can muster and turn around to face the two----

(o.O)

oh oh oh oh ho ho ho ho

Hello

hELLO indeed.

One of them has a white button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black slim fit trousers, and a brown newsboy cap like a cherry on top.

He's also wearing a brown apron with a small name tag that says 𝓙𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷.

The other guy's more casual with his baby pink t-shirt, french tucked into his black ripped skinny jeans.

Personally, you wouldn’t really call them amazing outfits…

bUT SWEET BABY JESUS ARE THEY DOING THINGS.

GREAT THINGS

(Tbh maybe it’s their handsome faces that do it for you)

"Hi, I'm Jimin! It's very nice to finally meet you."

He extends his hand and you take it in a heartbeat because my god that smile.

Wooooooooooo

Now, that's what greets you into heaven.

"Tae says a lot of good things about you and I think- oof."

Cute pink shirt guy (rudely) shoves him to the side.

Jimin almost topples to the ground and it makes you want to stand and check up on him.

The poor cutie.

For some reason, you feel like Taehyung and pink shirt guy get along well.

"AND I'M Seokjin!"

This time, Seokjin swiftly takes your hand without any warning which leaves you feeling flustered.

“Umm… Nice to meet you..?” You manage to politely croak out.

He gives your hand a kiss and then drops you a sultry wink.

Thank god you're sitting right now.

You'd be a lying fool to say that that didn't make your knees weak.

But ngl, that’s a face that definitely greets you into hell.

Like, no offense to his handsome face but you are sure there’s something completely devious going on underneath.

No one can change your mind on that.

"OKAY! Enough introductions, we’ll have plenty of time for that later... Where are the others??”

“Hoseok hyung said that he's with Jungkook and they're on their way to get Namjoon hyung." Jimin says as he fixes his hat that slightly slid off.

"Well, they better hurry!"

Taehyung DEFINITELY did not have any reasons to cut your introductions off.

He just did not like how you are practically drooling over Jimin and Seokjin.

He’s nOT JEALOUS OR ANYTHING

It’s just...

It’s not like you’ve never been close to any hot guys before.

Uh hello???

HE’S HOT

And you’re with him 24/7

Wait…

Do you even think he’s hot???

Okay now that’s a thought he never considered before.

Damn bro

Now Tae’s having an existential crisis…

anD hE’s dEfiniTEly NOT jEALous!!!

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

"WE'RE HERE!"

All four of you direct your heads to the sound of a new voice and you start to think that Taehyung might actually be playing a joke on you.

Come on!

THREE 👏 MORE 👏 HOT 👏 GUYS 👏

???

This can't be real.

This is literal heaven!

Gasp!

Are.

You.

DEAD?!

Maybe you're right about Jimin being what greets you into heaven!

It all makes sense.

“Dude, we came as soon as we could. We even pulled Namjoon out of his rabbit hole.” The handsome one wearing a sports jersey says.

“This better be important. I didn’t even get to ask permission to take a break! I’m supposed to be stocking utensils right now.” The handsome one wearing an atrocious outfit of a bright blue shirt and a much brighter yellow pants chimes in.

The handsome one wearing loose fitting jeans, a plaid button up and a black t-shirt underneath just stayed at the sidelines not saying anything.

Out of all of them, you think he’s the most stylish one.

Your eyes meet while you are assessing his outfit but he instantly looks away.

A noticeable blush blooms on his cheeks and you almost swoon.

Awww he’s extra cute.

“Yeah, cause organising cutlery is more important than a friend in a literal crisis.” Taehyung says in a sarcastic tone.

“So what are we doing here?”

“What is this ‘crisis’ you are referring to?”

“Yo, who is she?”

Namjoon, Jin, and handsome jersey boy all talk at the same time.

Ugh you need a massage.

Being surrounded by these broke handsome men is making you lightheaded.

“This is Y/n. You know, my other best friend.”

“Oh, your money buddy.” Handsome jersey boy butts in.

Uh EXCUSE YOU, WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

You scoff hard and loud.

Taehyung clears his throat and you thought he was going to make a comment defending you or something.

Oh honey, you are wrong.

Because for the nth time today, he just brushes you off.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Anyways, Guys, meet Y/n. Y/n, this is Hoseok hyung, Namjoon hyung, and Jungkook.”

You didn't think it'd be possible but for the first time ever, you so badly want to rip someone's hair out.

And not just someone, it's Taehyung.

Normally, a sassy, moody, rude boy Taehyung doesn’t affect you at all.

But then again, his negative vibes were never really directed to you.

And given the current circumstance, you’re also not in the best mood as well.

So you aren't as inviting as you usually are when you shook hands with the three boys.

Somehow, even their overflowing handsomeness did not do anything for you now.

Your presence, however, did something to the three boys.

AND I MEAN A LOT.

Confused, attracted, intimidated, confused, in awe, slightly scared, nervous, confused, hungry…

What? Hoseok hasn’t had lunch and coincidentally, he started feeling his tummy rumble when he looked at you.

…..

Fun fact: Hoseok is DEFINITELY NOT A CANNIBAL NOR HE EVER PLANS ON BEING ONE.

If ever you were thinking...

“Okay, so here’s the sitch.” Tae starts to explain your situation and everyone listens to him intently.

Little did you all know, the final member of the friend group just arrived at the food court and is now walking towards where you all are.

It wasn’t difficult to spot your group with Namjoon’s obnoxiously brightly coloured towering self and the few girls hanging around.

Probably Jimin’s fanclub.

“And so, here we are!” Tae finishes, keeping everyone updated.

"Wow, so you two are looking for an actual job? Like, here? At the mall??" A very baffled Seokjin asks.

Tae rolls his eyes.

"Yes. Is that really hard to believe?"

"Actually, yes. It is."

Another male voice is heard coming from someplace.

“Yoongi hyung!”

Oh great! Another one.

Surely, this guy’s not that interesting.

I mean, what are the fricking odds that he’s also an immaculate being??

You turn around and your mouth drops to the floor.

No no no no no.

No way!

Another freaking gOOD LOOKING GUY HAS WALKED UP TO YOUR GROUP.

Okay, this is getting unbelievable now.

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Like, where and how on earth did Taehyung manage to get and round up SIX insanely good looking guys??

What is this? Are you on The Bachelorette??

Wait no

It's like Oprah!

And instead of cars, she's giving away handsome men

You get a hot Asian man, you get a hot Asian man, you all get a hot Asian man!

OR MAYBE

Are you on MTV Punk'd?????

Statistically speaking, a hot guy can have two or maybe three equally hot best friends

BUT SIX???

ARE YOU KIDDING?

Is Taehyung like Thanos? Collecting the six infinity stones?

Thanos? lol.

If anything, he's more like Henry VIII with his six wives.

“So you guys didn’t even wait for me, huh?”

Yoongi, oh so casually, just takes a seat beside you

Without even giving you a single glance or whatnot.

“I didn’t know you'd be here at the mall today?”

“Yeah, what are you doing here?”

Yoongi raises an eyebrow. “It’s a free country, I can be here whenever I want to be.”

Well, can’t argue with that logic.

The mall is practically your second home at this point.

“... Also… uTunes is hiring and uh… I’m applying...”

You don’t understand why but everyone else looks either shocked or annoyed at Yoongi’s announcement...

Are you missing something here?

“Man, you need to give it up! That place can suck it.”

Yoongi gives Seokjin one of the scariest glare you’ve ever seen.

It could rival against your dad’s famous death glares that he gives to his incompetent subordinates.

Namjoon shakes his head disapprovingly, “You’re applying there again?? I can’t believe it.”

Yes, again.

This is going to be the seventh time he’s applying at uTunes Records, the most popular music shop there is.

So many people flock to it even though we’re already in the digital age.

But he doesn’t question it.

All he cares about is getting a job there because the employees get to play their own music in the store.

Do you know how much of a popularity boost that is?

A CRAP TON.

On top of that, one of the employees gets a chance to get signed by a record label every year.

And if you're not awarded by that chance, you can still meet agents and get signed through their many parties.

Because of that, so many people also apply for a job there.

But they unfortunately have such high standards which is why even after three years, he still hasn’t passed their vibe check.

"Listen, seven's a lucky number. I have great feelings about this one. Besides, I've built up a strong résumé. Winning one of uTunes' own rookie dj contests must mean something, right? They can't not take me!"

Wow.

You've only known Yoongi for a solid three minutes, but you can already tell that he's quite passionate about this.

"Hyung, all we're saying is that maybe you should consider doing something else? You could do so much more than run after that store." Jimin says and pats Yoongi's hand a couple of times.

"All of you perfectly know getting a job there could quite possibly set my music career!"

"Is that really it? Or is it because of a certain Daphne??" Seokjin teases him.

The rest just mutters an "ooh" or an "aah".

You seem to have been turned into an accessory.

You so cannot relate to anything they've talked about since Yoongi came.

It's like you're at one of your dad's social gatherings and all you can do is smile and nod.

"ANYWAY," Yoongi interjects in their teasing. "So Tae, you're also looking for a job?"

Jeez FINALLY.

Something you can talk about that involves you.

It felt like you were just back home watching some random show that doesn't require your input.

Taehyung gives an overly dramatic heavy sigh.

"Unfortunately, yes. Y/n and I both need one badly. But all the stores had been rejecting us left and right. Like, the audacity!" Taehyung rants all over again.

Jimin, listens to him intently as if he hasn't heard all of this before.

Seokjin seems to have been entertaining the surrounding ladies for a while now.

[by giving some ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ and some (•̀ᴗ-)☞ ]

Across the table, Namjoon complains to Hoseok about getting in trouble with his boss.

Jungkook, well, he's just staring at the beautiful pizza this kid next to you guys is eating. (Someone's hungry too, okay?)

While Yoongi just openly stares at you.

Welp.

What the frick are you supposed to do now?

Is Taehyung or anyone going to properly introduce you two?

No???

Okay fine.

Seems like you're gonna have to get used to doing things on your own.

You smile at him and timidly hold your hand out.

"Uh hi. I'm Y/n. I don't know if Tae's ever mentioned me to you before but--"

"Oh, trust me. He's mentioned you plenty. He actually never shuts up about you."

ʰᵉʰ

You don't really know if he was stating that as a fact or if he's trying to be mean…

"Oh ha ha… That must be really annoying then."

"Yeah, it is actually."

Your small polite chuckle died down your throat.

Wow and you thought Taehyung can be rude.

hE'S STILL JUST STARING.

"Uh…" You finally lowered your hand that he obviously isn't going to shake.

That is definitely going in your top 10 most embarrassing moments ever.

God, can someone get you away from this guy?

What's his problem?

"SO, can any one of you help us? Like, any tips or something?" Tae concludes his really long and repetitive rant.

Everyone's eyes FINALLY focuses on Tae again.

Seokjin snorts loudly.

Eww.

He opens his mouth to say something but Tae immediately holds his hand up to stop him.

"Anyone except you hyung. I don't think you're classified."

Everyone laughs to that and again,

ARE YOU MISSING OUT ON SOMETHING HERE?

Seokjin raises one finger like he's trying to make a point. "If anyone is classified to give tips on how to get accepted, it's me!"

"Yeah, just not on how to last on one." Namjoon loudly whispers to Tae.

"HEY I HEARD THAT!"

Ohhh….

So,

Does he constantly get fired from a job?

Well, that's just sad.

Hopefully you don't end up like him.

😳

"Actually," Hoseok starts, "how do you end up landing on so many jobs? Like, don't they know your reputation?"

And that's your cue to finally insert yourself in the conversation.

"Uh, what reputation?"

"Sweetheart, you don't really want to know! It's not that big of a deal." Seokjin quickly steers you away from the topic but the other guys didn't allow it to happen.

"Oh, you know. Just that, he's known to be the "job eater" here. Cause he pretty much eats a job and moves on from it in a flash." Namjoon graciously fills you in.

So you were right.

That's kind of impressive though…

But a huge waste.

"Still! It makes me very much qualified to give the unemployed a tip!"

"Save it hyung, you might need it for your next job once you get fired from Uncle Aang's."

Seokjin gives everyone a sheepish smile.

What's that about?

It almost looks as if he…

"YOU GOT FIRED ALREADY?!"

"Oh you bet I did."

To be fair, how could he not stop himself from eating the free samples? Those pretzels are literal drugs.

"You just got that job four days ago. I can't believe it!"

"I can believe it." Yoongi says out loud.

Can't he say anything nice?

"Whatever! Point is, these stores still hire me no matter what."

"You know what, that is a good point." Taehyung mutters, slowly turning convinced by Seokjin.

Namjoon groans. "Are you for real Tae? If you want some job advice, maybe ask one from us who has only had one permanent job all throughout."

"Guys, let's give Seokjin hyung a chance!" Jimin, ever the sweet positive boy, suggests.

"Of course you would say that."

Not wanting to fade into nothingness, you insert yourself again in the conversation.

"I want to hear what he has to say."

Once those words left your mouth, you instantly regret it.

A.) Seokjin gives you another wink and gives you a flying kiss that has you weak in the knees again- I MEAN WHAT. I SAID NOTHING.

And B.) Yoongi is clearly not a fan of you sharing your opinions with the group.

Despite the obvious protests of Namjoon, Seokjin still gives his number one "professional" advice

And that is to have a perfectly 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 résumé.

"A high quality résumé? YOU? What the fuck are you talking about?" Yoongi says, slightly amused and slightly tired of the older guy's shenanigans.

"Don't believe me? Fine. But I'm telling you, it's all here on paper!" Seokjin takes out a folder from his backpack and waves it around.

Namjoon immediately snatches it from him

"5 pages long?? Are you for real?”

Seokjin hums and watches smugly with a cocky grin as the guys read through his résumé.

“Hang on, since when did you do balloon modelling?”

"I don't."

Hoseok gasps. "But bro, isn't that lying?"

"Yeah, duh! How else are these people gonna hire you? You have to sell them what they're looking for."

"What if they ask you to use these skills that you clearly don't have?"

"Then you're just gonna have to fake it till you make it, baby!"

Huh

No wonder he doesn't last long on a single job.

"And how's that working out for you?" Yoongi presses on.

"Well at least I get hired, Mr. 7th Time's the Charm!"

Yoongi is like ᶠⁱᵗᵉ ᵐᵉ ⁱ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˢⁱᵗᵃᵗᵉ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ (ง'̀-'́)ง

"That's not really the point of having a job, but I guess, whatever floats your boat, dude!" Hoseok finally sides with Seokjin.

"So everyone is looking for a job then?" Taehyung realizes, "this is so cool if all of us get hired! We'll all face the real world together."

"All of us except Jungkook though."

Who?

Oh that extra cute shy boy.

You forgot he's here.

Boy really hasn't said a word at all.

"Did ya hear that? All of us are getting jobs!"

"You should get one too!"

"That would be so cool!"

"So what do you say? What are your plans Kook?"

"Guys, don't pressure the kid!"

The guys talk simultaneously, ultimately kind of pressuring Jungkook to say something before he even thinks about it.

The table falls silent and everyone eyes Jungkook.

The guys are like ( ･ิ ͜ʖ ･ิ) and ( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)

Jungkook is like (ʘ ͟ʖ ʘ)

Then the guys are like (≖ ͜ʖ≖)

So jungkook is like (¬‿¬ )

In the end, they are all like

(☞°ヮ°)☞ ☜(°ヮ°☜)

And through it all, you are just ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

What the heck is going on?

"Yeah, why not?" Jungkook simply concludes and the guys make various celebrating noises.

Gasp!

He can talk???

"Okay, everyone calm down! Let's wait until after everyone gets hired before we celebrate." Namjoon scolds everyone.

"Well that might take a while considering Y/n and I can't find one!"

Namjoon places a comforting hand on Tae's shoulder. "Oh relax, there's like ten thousand stores in the mall!"

"Actually, there are only 613 stores in the entire mall." Hoseok points out a matter of factly.

You all look at him dumbfoundedly.

Aaaand he just stares back at all of you.

Is this some kind of trivia that you need to know if you work around here?

Are you gonna have to memorise a lot of facts about the mall???

Oh, you don't like that.

Seokjin was the first one to react.

"Dude?? What the hell?!"

"I got bored once while I was on a break and counted."

Huh.

Makes sense.

Yeah, sure.

Why not?

Why wouldn't you just go and count the total number of stores out of boredom???

…

THAT WAS A SARCASTIC REMARK IF YOU DIDN'T GET IT.

"Even if there are 600 stores here, there are only like, 20 good stores that exist!" Tae remarks

You want to say you can't agree more but you stop yourself because you don't think you can handle another cold stare from Yoongi.

"Are you perhaps pertaining to the high end stores?" Namjoon muses.

"Yeah. What else?"

Jimin's eyes widen in shock. "Hold on. So you two have only been looking at that small section of the entire mall?"

"Yeah. Why?"

Yoongi chuckles condescendingly.

"Bros, you know that saying… 'Beggars can't be choosers'?" Hoseok tries to enlighten you two.

You and Tae look at each other.

What an epiphany.

A very disgusting yet important epiphany.

"Are you… Are you guys saying that… We need to find a job… Outside of that section??"

They all nod.

Ughhhhhhh

You and Tae make an annoyed sound.

"Welcome to the real world, peasants!" Seokjin warmly tells you.

Could things get any worse?

"Hey, at least we'll all be here together!"

Ha ha

Great . Awesome. Wow.

"Well, on that note, I really need to get back to work. Lady and gentlemen, may the odds be ever in your favour. Good luck!"

Namjoon stands and walks away.

One by one, the other working guys went back to work as well, leaving you unemployed slackers.

Hey they didn't even give any actual help!

Wasn't that the reason why Tae called for a… What did they call it?

Code something something.

Oh whatever!

Anyways,

So to summarize things

You might end up working at an awful low end store.

And you're unwillingly stuck with the wrong set of people.

One of them is a total flirt and an actual pain to society.

Another one might possibly hate you for unknown reasons.

This tall dude seems to be really uptight.

Then there's this guy that seems really weird.

The other one, well… He's cute and doesn't really have any negative points yet BUT you're sure something's wrong with him.

And the last one literally said one thing during the entire time!

Oh, you've got a really really long way before you can pay your dad.

Good luck to you, indeed.

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Libraries are for Meetings

Master List —– Chapter 8

Chapter 9 - Life is a Book

Warnings: negative thoughts, death mentioned, memories of trauma

Summary: E prepares for their day as the anniversary draws nearer and Virgil thinks about the past for the first time in a while. .

Word count: 3832

Note: reading on mobile can remove the paragraphing sometimes. Use desktop site or visit my Ao3 page if it bothers you as much as it bothers me.

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Heat. Screams. Burning. Pulling. Crying.

“E! Jason!”

“Are they breathing?”

“They’re breathing. You need to cool them down and stop the bleeding; I’m going back.”

“Jason, don’t!”

“Oskar hasn’t come out. I’m going back. Just take care of E, Sasha. I’ll be back”.

Heat. Screams. Burning. Crying. Sirens. Screams. Screams. Scream.

Eyes snapping open, E gasped for breath as their heart raced from the memory. Shaking hands tightened around their blankets and pulled them close to their chest as they started timing their breaths and grounding their senses in reality. It took 10 minutes for them to be able to sit up; muscles stiff from being tensed up so long. They slowly stood and made their way over to their dressing table mirror; sighing as they took in their unfiltered appearance - head shaven and maintained around the leathery skin on their scalp, red scar lines tracing the skin under their left eye and cheek. Those features didn’t bother E anymore; they were nothing but a minor inconvenience, the mounds on their chest were another story. Despite sleeping in an oversized shirt, they could still see the fabric protruding out slightly; and E squeezed their eyes shut as their mind, body and soul fought over their identity.

E hated mornings like this; just not being sure of their gender. They preferred the days they felt just feminine or just masculine; those days were easy compared to days like today, when they just didn’t know.

Their stomach growled in hunger, snapping them out of their thoughts. Avoiding the mirror, E slipped on a green hoodie and yellow beanie before heading downstairs to greet their roommates. Sophie and Xander were just leaving as E reached the bottom of the stairs, getting a brief farewell before the front door closed.

“Morning, E!” Sam called from the kitchen, popping out with two plates of scrambled eggs. “I hoped you were up. I have a massive favour to ask.”

“Shoot.” Taking a seat at the table, E watched as Sam repeatedly tucked their long fringe behind their ear and sat down.

“I have a big presentation today and I was wondering if you could do my hair and make-up. You do such a good job and I really want to make a good impression during the presentation. Can you spare some time, please?”

“Sure, your make up is an easy job.”

Sam beamed, “Thank you so much. I’ll pay you for this of course.”

“Don’t bother,” E muttered, slipping another spoonful of eggs into their mouth, “breakfast is payment enough.”

As soon as their plates were cleaned, E invited Sam to their room and set to work on their makeup for the day. The work was a good distraction, though looking at Sam’s red streaks gave them flashes of flames and they took a moment to refocus before continuing. It was going to be a long day of held emotions if the morning was anything to go by.

“You had a nightmare, didn’t you?”

The questioned stunned E so much, they almost poked Sam’s eye with the liquid liner tip.

“What? Where’d you get that idea?”

“You’ve been off all morning, Ethan.” The name sent a calm through Ethan’s mind and the world seemed to get a little clearer; Sam was always good at picking which name they needed to hear. “Are you going to stay with your family this weekend?”

With a sigh, he nodded and continued working.

“I’m staying with the library crew tonight and then I’ll be with my aunt the rest of the weekend.”

“That’s good. Those library guys will look out for you. Is your sister going too?”

“Sasha doesn’t really associate with them anymore,” straightening, Ethan moved to finish styling Sam’s hair. “I think the guilt is too much for her; I mean, it was her party, but Oskar is just as bad too.”

“That sucks. I know Sasha and Jason were good friends. It’s a shame she couldn’t have stayed connected with Logan at least.”

“Yeah, well, they’ll see each other this weekend for sure.” Moving around, Ethan inspected their work and made a few small adjustments. “My aunt is catering for the Reels memorial again and giving them the diner for most of the day. I hope she lets it go after this year. Honestly, the whole action is a little over the top and selfish.”

“Everyone deals with guilt in their own way, E. Don’t knock your aunt too much.”

“Yeah, I know.” Stepping back, Ethan gestured to the mirror, “all done.”

Sam beamed at their braided hair and soft silver eyes that matched their blouse. “It’s amazing.”

“You’re going to knock ‘em dead today.”

“Thanks, Ethan.” Sam stood and blew a kiss in his direction. “Message me if you need anything, okay?”

With a nod, Sam headed off to collect their things while Ethan grabbed their binder and headed into the bathroom for a shower.

Locking the door behind them, Ethan headed for the bus stop to make their way into town. They had a short, blond wig with gold eye liner; paired with a white speckled, black shirt with dress pants and shoes. Black felt like an appropriate colour for the day, as they made their way to the theatre to do some special effects makeup tests for a new production. A few years ago, Ethan never would have thought they’d be pursuing a career in makeup, but now they couldn’t see themselves doing anything different. Turns out having your face scarred was a good motivator for pursuing a new career in makeup artistry. Taking a seat on the bus he hoped today’s work would provide a reasonable distraction and make the day pass quickly until it was time to go to the library.

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The moment the morning Librarian, Tate, officially opened the library, Virgil raced inside to begin boxing up his gaming system. He had sent an apology message to Ben earlier but was yet to receive any form of reply, which had him worried beyond belief. Part of him hoped that the threats against the library were fake and he would simply come after him, but he wasn’t about to take any risks. His only hope was that Pete was in a giving mood and had some more items for him to fix.

Air fresh, Virgil wished he had his thicker hoodie on as his deep violet jacket was doing nothing to stop the wind slicing through him. Pushing through the doors of Pete’s Pawn Shop, he was thankful for the reprieve from the chilling winds.

“Virgil!” The rotund man boomed from the back of the store. “How’s my junior fixer going today?”

“Fine, thanks, Pete.” Reaching the store counter, Virgil placed the box down and put on his best act of confidence. “Got this relic back in working order. Perfect for selling to a hardcore gamer with plenty of money from their mothers’ basement.”

Pete laughed and opened the box to pull out Virgil’s meticulous report of what he had done and how the system ran. Half of it was nonsense to the man, but he pretended to read it all over for the sake of professionalism.

“Seems you did a fair bit on this thing?”

“It had a fair amount of wear and tear from neglect and general ageing.” Virgil assured, pulling out the controller to show off. “I cleaned all the pieces so it’s almost as responsive as any modern console. Considering its age, and former condition, this thing runs as smooth as anything. Collectors would be foolish to walk past a piece like this.”

“Okay, okay, Virge, I see what you’re saying.” Pete turned to his computer and started typing away. “You want fair price for your work, I understand.”

“I need more than fair, Pete.” Virgil turned and leant his back against the counter and looked around the store. “I need to be in the green zone and make our partnership worthwhile.”

“Alright, kid.” Pete clicked away from the search screens he had just used to double check the systems value and opened the register to retrieve some cash. “How about $50 for your efforts?”

Looking sideways at the money on the counter, Virgil shook his head. “That’s barely covering the labour and parts, Pete. I paid you $20 for this thing in the first place and it was only a dust collector at that point. Make it $120.”

A smile spread across Pete’s bearded face and he laid more notes on the counter. “$60 and then you’ve got $40 in the green.”

“Not good enough,” turning to face the man, Virgil leant his hands on the counter and met Pete’s gaze. “I need more green for parts; make it worth it.”

“$75 a better colour?”

“$100 would put me in a better place.”

“Why don’t we settle on $85 and I’ll throw in a busted blender for free?”

Slamming his hand down on the money, Virgil thrust his other hand toward Pete. “Deal.”

Accepting the hand, Pete gave it a firm shake before closing the till and grabbing the box down from the counter. “Go take your choice of appliance from out the back, kid. That’ll be an easy 20 for ya later.”

“Thanks Pete.”

Pocketing the money, Virgil quickly headed to the storeroom to assess his possible options. Pawn shops were a sense of comfort for the young man, a pleasant memory of much of his childhood spent in his grandparent’s store where he learnt how electronics worked from the employees. While his grandmother managed the jewellery aspect of the store, Virgil spent his days working with his grandfather’s tech-group; watching them pull apart and piece together everything from toasters to PCs. Losing his grandparents, and the store, was the first domino that fell in a series of events that transformed his childhood to a less than pleasant memory.

Pete appeared in the doorway and Virgil turned to give him a deflated look.

“Have you got anything a bit more substantial?”

“Sorry, Virge, this is all the stock I have. Phil came in and took my last PC yesterday.”

After sending a silent curse to Phil, Virgil grabbed a small handheld game that seemed in reasonable condition and followed Pete back out.

“Look, I know you prefer your other guys to do your client jobs, but can you please give me a call if you get anything in that you’re happy for me to work on. I really need the money.”

“I can’t promise anything, but,” The man ran a hand over his head and took a long look at the young mans fragile form, “if I get anything coming through I’ll give you a call.”

“Thanks, Pete. I really appreciate it.” Virgil headed for the door; eager to get back to his office and start on his new project.

“Take care of yourself,” the door closed, and Pete sighed, “lord knows you look like you need it.”

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The library was uncharacteristically busy for a Friday morning; a constant flow of studiers and families pulling books from shelves and engaging in whispered discussions. Headphones blocked out the sounds outside of his office, as Virgil inspected the disassembled the handheld. Slouched in his chair, Virgil stared at the collection of parts and tried to mentally work out which parts were going to be salvageable. Lost in thought and music, the vibration of his phones alarm had him jolting out of his chair in shock; expecting the vibration to signal a message from Ben. Though his heart still raced with fear, once his mind comprehended the time, fear was replaced with excitement. Tate took notice of the unusual spring in the cleaner’s step as he left the library; a smile on his face for the first time in months.

The wind was still cold and unkind as Virgil made his way to the university; pulling his hood up to shield his ears. He had exchanged his jacket for a heavy black hoodie with white ringed designs, which was proving to be a better shield against the cold. Heart pounding with excitement despite the quiet whispers of doubt; Virgil wasn't going to let those voices stop him today. Today was his day. He was making the choice to see Logan. It was his decision, and he was going to enjoy it.

Virgil's throat instantly tightened as his music was cut off for an incoming phone call, and he quickly slipped into an ally to answer it discretely. Relief hit hard when he saw the caller ID was Katie.

"What's up, Reels?"

"Is that an echo I hear, Virgil? You better not still be at the library." Katie sounded irritated and Virgil rolled his eyes.

"No, Mum. I slipped into an ally to escape the wind."

"Oh." He could hear Katie clearing her throat and shuffle around on the other end of the line. "Sorry. I thought you were hiding from, Logan. That was a dick move on my part."

"It's fine, Katie, but I'm going to be late if you don't get to the point." "Yeah. Sorry. I was wondering if you wanted to help me set up for the meeting this afternoon, instead of your normal clean. That way you won't miss any hours; unless you've already got plans."

"Nah, that's fine." He hid a sigh of relief at the prospect of keeping his hours up, and mentally adjusted his money situation. "Starting at my normal time?"

"Yes, please."

"Too easy. I'll see you then."

"Have fun with Lo-gan."

"Bye, Reels."

Virgil hung up the phone as Katie erupted into giggles; looking at the time and quickening his pace to make sure he met Logan on time. Memories shifted to the front of his mind as he got closer, and he slowly increased the volume of his music to overpower the thoughts.

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Logan had never been one to watch the clock, but today he could not stop himself from glancing between the loud analogue clock on the wall and his watch. The professor’s voice faded from his hearing, drowned out by the ticking of the clock edging closer to the session being over. Restless fingers fidgeted with his pens until finally the group was dismissed and Logan packed up faster than he had ever done before.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, his heart sank when he didn't see Virgil waiting outside. Coat tucked over his arm in the rush, the wind sliced across his uncovered arms as he stood outside the building; a still figure in the flow of exiting students. As the crowd thinned, Logan turned towards the car park with his heart sinking. In that moment, he consciously realised just how excited he had been to see Virgil again. Though he had known he was enjoying their company, Logan hadn't been willing to admit the extent of his feelings. Despite hardly knowing anything about him, he felt that Virgil was more than a simple acquaintance; he was already a friend.

"Logan!"

Logan's head jerked around at the sound of Virgil's voice and he was quick to spot the thin man waving as he made his way up the path. Making no effort to hide his sigh of relief, Logan waved back and smiled.

"Didn't think I ditched you, did ya?" Virgil beamed, slipping his headphones off and proceeding to slip them into his bag.

"I will admit," Logan chuckled and fiddled with his bag strap, "that was my initial conclusion. I am glad you proved me wrong."

"I'll try not to make a habit of it." Virgil naturally began walking beside Logan as they headed towards the carpark; as if it was a regular routine they had. "How was class?"

"Very uneventful," he practically grumbled the reply, "as most lectures have become. I prefer opportunities to complete hands on activities and research tasks. Listening to someone drone on for an hour is beyond me - What's so funny?"

No longer hiding it, Virgil openly laughed and nudged Logan's shoulder, "You never cease to amaze me, Lo."

"What do you mean?"

"You've been arrested, you're pretty much a pro-athlete, and you hate lectures just as much as any regular person."

"It may surprise you to know," Logan reached up and adjusted his glasses with a smirk, "but I am a regular person."

To the untrained eye, the pair seemed like old friends as they laughed their way into the car park and stepped up to Logan's surprisingly close parking spot. Depositing bags in the back of the car, they slid into their respective seats after confirming pizza was the best lunch option and Virgil plugged the order into his phone for them to pick up on the way. After exiting the car park, Logan steered the conversation away from himself and tried to earn some more from Virgil.

"So, what did you get up to this morning, Virgil?"

Virgil shrugged and slid his phone back into his pocket, "nothing much. Went down to the pawn shop to sell one gaming system and buy another. Nothing newsworthy or anything."

"On the contrary, I find your work fascinating. When did you learn all this stuff?"

"My grandparents owned a pawn shop and I spent a lot of time there when I was younger." A weight shifted on Virgil's chest as he spoke; but emotion still gripped at his throat slightly. "I learnt everything from my grandad and the fixers that worked for him."

"You are very lucky to have such a close relationship with your grandparents."

"Yeah, I was..." Head dropping, Virgil picked at his nails absently as he felt Logan sag into his seat.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay. I got 13 years with them; that's more than some people get."

"True, but that doesn't make your feelings any less valid. It sounds like they had a significant influence on your childhood."

Straightening in his chair, Virgil raised his head to look ahead and compose himself as his throat constricted further.

"They were very much my childhood. I spent more time with them than either of my parents." Pausing to take a shaky breath, Virgil recalled their smiling faces the last time he had seen them. "They didn't deserve to die the way they did."

Brow furrowing, Logan chanced a glance at his passenger; question cautiously forming on his lips.

"May I ask what happened?"

Part of Virgil screamed for him to remain silent as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back on the headrest. He hadn't spoken to anyone about his grandparents since he stopped going to therapy; but part of him wanted to tell Logan. Logan had already told him so much about his past and it only seemed fair that he did the same to some degree.

Eyes remaining closed, Virgil slowly spoke; each word painfully tearing at his soul to leave his mouth.

"They went missing. Just didn't open the shop one day. Vanished for two weeks along with my Dad." A single tear threatened to slip from his closed eye, and Virgil took a shaky breath in and forced the emotion away. "They came back and I got to see them one last time before... Before they were..."

Pulling into a parking space near the pizza shop, Logan placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder and gave it a comforting squeeze. Virgil turned away and sighed; unable to find the words to continue.

"You don't have to say anymore if you don't want to, Virgil. It's okay." Logan assured and felt blindly in his centre console for a pack of tissues to offer.

Virgil opened his eyes and turned to face the man beside him; hazel eyes as soft and comforting as the hand on his shoulder. His thoughts froze for a moment as he found himself lost in Logan's comforting features; pained memories present but duller with those eyes on him and hand lifting to offer a pack of facial tissues. Finally, he was able to swallow the lump in his throat and nodded gratefully; taking the tissues and tearing his gaze away so he didn't cry.

"I'm going to get the pizza," the drivers side door opened as Logan prepared to leave. "Why don't we change the subject upon my return."

He carefully closed the door, after Virgil gave him an affirming nod, and headed around the corner to collect the pizza they had ordered. Though Logan felt guilty for bringing up the topic in the first place, he was thankful that he had. The conversation gave him the smallest glimpse into Virgil's past, and he was comforted by the fact he seemed just as determined to hold his emotions to his chest as he was. It was a welcomed change that intrigued him greatly. Everyone Logan had previously befriended had been such open books, easily talking about themselves and their past; it was overwhelming and slightly boring. On the other hand, Virgil was a choose your own adventure mystery novel that required careful questioning and consideration to find any answers. Their friendship may have happened in a single afternoon, but Logan was now slightly hopeful they could work through their novel-like lives and make a relationship of some kind.

"It's too soon to make judgements like that." Logan reminded himself, "I don't even know if Virgil would be interested in a relationship, let alone one with me."

After collecting the food, Logan headed back towards the car; pausing for a moment when it first came into view. The man in the passenger seat looked so peaceful; head resting back in the slightly reclined chair and breeze shifting his hair from the opened window. If his hands weren't preoccupied, and it was less creepy, Logan would have taken a photo; Patton would have in his position. In the moments before reaching the car, Logan made a decision. I rather selfish and impulsive decision considering the circumstances.

Sliding into the car, Virgil stirred from his light sleep and gratefully took the boxes from Logan's hands. With his hands free, Logan looked down at the rings on his fingers; a simple black band on his right middle finger and a silver band on the index finger of the same hand. While Virgil was focused on inspecting the pizza, Logan slipped the silver band off and changed it to his left hand. The action would have seemed foolish and unnecessary to an onlooker, but for Logan it was a sign of moving on. The ring was originally a symbol of friendship given to him by Jason, but then he changed the rings placement, making a mock proposal out of the event.

"I want this on your right hand now because right here, right now, I am yours. For now, and forever. And perhaps, one day, if all goes well, I might move it again."

Smiling sadly to himself, Logan started the car and stared at his hands on the steering wheel for a moment longer before pulling away.

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End Note:

Sorry I dropped off the edge of the Earth for a while. Part of this chapter just wasn’t working out for me and I kept leaving it and coming back to delete and start again. I’ve got a holiday break coming up again soon, so I’m hoping to get out of this slump I’m in and write a fair bit and get ahead again.

Also, if you haven’t already, you should check out the art @the-pastel-peach did for Chapter 7. Logan and Virgil look so good and she did a great job at capturing the emotion on their faces as Logan tells Virgil how he met Jason. I just love it.

Another side note because I put this on Tumblr: I’m no longer in immediate fire danger anymore; though it seems every couple of days the fire level goes from ‘high’ to ‘extreme’ (it goes well with the critical water levels). All good though. I got to do the virtual meet and greet with Thomas the other day right after I heard the sirens of the fire truck heading out. He was so sweet though as I had a slightly ‘panicked’ moment at the start of our time (seriously, he knows how to quickly steer a conversation and take your mind off things).

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Chapter 10 — MasterList

What else have I done:

The Perfect Ring (oneshot - analogical proposal)

You Promised (oneshot - prinxiety angst/injury/near death)

Sides of a Hero (Completed Fic - sides are fusions of impulses and aspects of Thomas. Virgil has a depressing past that he is forced to face thanks to Deceit and Rage. Was canon compliant at the time of completion)

The Shield to your Sword (WIP - A fantasy/magic au - Prinxiety (Royal Roman and orphan Virgil - they’ll admit to their love eventually), Virgil angst, non binary, healer Logan, *spoiler* Patton)

Writing Master Post

Check out my other blog for random fandom reblogs and stuff @snail-giggles

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pluttskutt · 6 years ago

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First Impressions Tag

@elizabethsyson tagged me in this forever ago and it took so long but I’ve really been thinking and decided to go with Loke because I won’t write his backstory and I’m not sure if the outcome is good but I had fun writing o(^▽^)o

Rule: Share (or write) a scene where one of your POV characters sees another for the first time!

Loke spun around in the chair secretly wishing he had brought a handheld console; smartphones, or any generation after with access to the internet, were forbidden in the security room. All he had for enjoyment were the many screens recording what happened in the facility and a typing device of some sort to log in. It looked like a laptop but it wasn't a laptop because it had no games whatsoever.

At the next staff meeting, he'd bring up that something had to change. Did they even have staff meeting? A suggesting box?

The screen in front of him lit up with new text that he hadn't written. He rolled back to see what had happened.

"Hello." It said in bold yellow letters.

Thinking it was a staff higher up in the chain he decided to reply. "Hey, didn't realise there was a chatting system on this thing, who is this?" Perhaps too informal but he wasn't paid enough to be formal anyway.

"Are you bored? Would you like to play a game?"

Loke shot back from the screen. "I've seen enough horror to know where this is going, someone playing a prank on me?" Not that he had a single friend at work who would but maybe the higherups had their fun with new security people?

The screen lit up again with yellow text, and Loke rolled back to be sure it wasn't a system failure.

"I am this system's AI, but you have not chosen your settings."

A.I? Oh, that's what that information template had been about. Did no government in any world ever learn that artificial intelligence brought out the worst in humanity?

"Would you like me to run a simple guide? This includes choosing my voice and unlocking the cafeteria."

Loke leant back in his chair and thought about it. No one had mentioned an A.I in the facility but again, he was a secretary at the lowest level. Not even as on the lowest floor in the building because that was top secret, just a secretary who got coffee for his lowest level boss. They handled invoices or something like that. He hadn't really cared since that wasn't his job.

"Choices will appear on your screen and you will push the button corresponding to the choice you want, do you understand my instructions?"

It appeared the A.I took his silence as yes, so he didn't type anything and the screen lit up first with a question, then with the choices. The first was what kind of voice he prefered, so he chose gender-neutral because an A.I should not be gendered. His headset crackled for a short moment.

"Hello." A voice sounded in his ears.

Loke near screamed in horror but settled for swearing. "Give me a warning first! Fuck!"

"I apologise, but this game will go faster if we talk, would you like a milkshake to calm your nerves with?"

"All I have is a banana." And a water bottle of course. It was the most boring job of all so he had counted on falling asleep by the screens.

"They have a blender in the cafeteria and all ingredients to make a milkshake, which is written to be your favourite drink in your file."

Loke turned his head and stared at the wall like he was in a tv-series. "You read my file?" This was it; lured to his death in the cafeteria by an A.I with the promise of milkshake.

"Of course, I have access to everything but I would advise against using me to increase your paycheck as I must report you."

The door out opened and the lamps turned on. Loke understood the A.I truly accessed everything. It could still be a prank though. "What do I call you?"

Silence met his question. The doors to the cafeteria lit up green and opened so it was still there though. "Do you have a personal connection to the name Ava?"

"Nope," Loke said, as the door to the cafeteria opened. The lamps turned on and showed a clean to the top, sparkling, and roomy cafeteria he avoided during lunch because it was too loud. He had seen it once on his tour but that was it. Night shifts were the jam.

"Do you approve of me analyzing your speech patterns and behaviour to understand you better?"

"What? So you can give it to my boss and they'll-"

"I do not work for your boss." Ava interrupted when Loke was in the midst of gathering every ingredient for his milkshake.

"You… whom do you work for?" This was it, this was when he was killed. Had he just been smart enough to get a good job he wouldn't even be there. Would he get to enjoy his milkshake first?

"There is a high probability you will find out, and you will be glad to know Mister Hansson hides chocolate sauce in the cabinet behind the sugar."

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brightstarblogs · 7 years ago

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South Park: Tweek’s Sick Day (Creek and Craig’s gang + Bebe) Fanfiction

I came up with this fic idea as I am sick at the minute. The idea’s just started coming to me and I had to write it down! Anyway I hope you enjoy it ^_^

Tweek was sitting in his bed room, his nose had been running all day and he had the worst headache. It was Saturday morning and he had plans with Craig, Clyde, Token, Jimmy and Bebe but he was in no fit state to go to Whistling Willy’s today. He pulled out his phone and scrolled until he found the current group chat he and his friends were using, he knew immediately as Clyde had named the chat, ‘I would sell my soul for a taco.’ He started typing.

Tw: Hey guys, I’m sick so I can’t meet you today.

Be: Are you okay honey cakes?

Cl: Dude, Noooo. It’s not the same without you :(

To: That sucks, wrap up warm, don’t stress your self

Ji: :(

Cr: Are your parents looking after you?

Tw: guys, it’s just a cold, probably the same one Clyde had. (Bebe please stop calling me that) Token I am and I am wearing a thick jumper to make sure. Craig, my parents are currently working so I’m home alone.

Cl: right, all those in favour of taking care of Tweek say aye!

Be: I’m in!

Cr: I’m his boyfriend, it’s my job.

Ji: (thumbs up)

To: Guess it’s unanimous.

Tw: Guys I’m fine, I can take care of myself.

Cl: The majority has spoken Tweek! We’ll be there in 15! Don’t worry about greeting us, Craig has his spare key.

Tweek gave up and locked his phone. He sat up in his bed and ate one more menthol sweet to try and make himself feel a little bit better. “I know they’re worried but I don’t want to get them sick. They’ll miss school and then they’re grades will drop and then they’ll be expelled! I can’t handle that kind of pressure!” He then heard the front door open and Clyde yelling. “We’re here Dude!” This was followed by Craig and Bebe scolding him. He clearly heard Craig say “He’s sick, don’t yell.” And Bebe say “He probably has a headache the poor dear.”

Tweek heard them come up the stairs and saw Token slowly open the door. “Hey Tweek, are you okay?” Tweek looked at them. “I feel Gah really ill guys, my nose won’t stop running and I have the worst headache, I wouldn’t get any closer. I don’t want to infect you guys.” Token smiled and then turned round to the group. “Right, me and Jimmy will be making soup for Tweek. Craig, Bebe, You will focus on buying more tissues and medicine, here’s some money for that. Clyde as you had a cold last week you will stay in here and look after him, you are the only one who can do this as you can’t catch this illness again.” Tweek frowned a little. “You guys really don’t have to do this.” Token then pointed at Tweek. “And your job will be to accept our help and get better. We’re your friends and it’s our job to take care of each other when our parents won’t. Okay everyone, let’s get too it.”

Craig pulled a sad face that he wouldn’t get to stay by his boyfriend’s side, but he knew he could help with the job Token had given him. He smiled up at Tweek. “Don’t worry babe, me and Bebe will go get the supplies for you.” He then turned to Clyde. “You better control your volume and look after Tweek to the best of your ability, no funny business or I will punch you.” Clyde put his arms up in defence. “Dude, if it’s the same cold I had I promise I won’t, that cold was horrible. The headache was the worst.” Clyde then put his hands on Craig’s shoulders. “He’s my friend Craig, I promise I’ll take care of him.” A small smile was on Craig’s face but it promptly disappeared the minute Jimmy said “G-g-g-get a r-room you two.” Craig flipped him off. “F$*k off Jimmy, I’m dating Tweek.”

Clyde then closed the door and turned to Tweek. “Right, I am in charge Tweek, and I’m going to make sure you get better.” Clyde then grabbed one of Tweeks tissues and went into his bathroom. He came back with the cloth now damp and carefully put it on Tweek’s forehead. “This should help with the temperature.” Tweek smiled at the cooling sensation. “Thank you Clyde.” Clyde smiled. “No problem. Right now, I have lip balm to put on your nose so it doesn’t get to dry and damaged. Oh and I have menthol rub to help as well.” Tweek grabbed the menthol rub and put it on his chest. Clyde then grabbed a tissue and wiped the excess of his hands. Tweek looked confused. “What did you do that for Clyde?” Clyde smiled uncomfortably. “Last time I put some on I forgot to remove the excess from my hands and then I went to the toilet… Let’s just say this menthol stuff can hurt delicate areas if you forget it’s on your hands.” Tweek’s eyes widened “AHHH Are you okay!?” Clyde laughed. “I’m fine, it was just a bit of a shock.” Tweek then laughed. “You can be such an idiot sometimes.” Clyde then covered his chest and put on a silly voice. “Oh Tweek, how could you be so cruel to your personal nurse.”

Clyde then reacted into his bag and pulled out a bag of chips. “I guess I’ll just have to eat these by myself.” Tweek then panicked a little. “I’m sorry. Please Nugh don’t be mean to me.” Clyde grinned. “Okay, you get a bag when you’ve eaten all of Token’s soup. Salty chips are good for when you’re ill after all.” They then heard Token and Jimmy come up the stairs. “Speak of the devil.”

Meanwhile, whilst Clyde was helping Tweek, Token was looking through Tweek’s cabinets for ingredients for soup. Luckily for him Jimmy found potatoes, leeks and onions. “W-w-wow, Tweek’s p-parents really don’t h-h-have many cooking supplies.” Token sighed. “They give him far too much coffee that he doesn’t eat much, so they don’t stock up on food much.” Token found a chopping board and started cutting the vegetables. “Jimmy if you could get broth ready and heat up the water while I chop these up?” Jimmy smiled widely. “S-s-sure thing.”

Token was a wiz a preparing food so in no time at all, all the vegetables were in the broth and Token was adding a little cream to make it tasty. He then started to blend all the ingredients with a handheld blender. In no time at all the food was ready. “W-w-wow Token. How d-did you get so good at t-that?” Token smiled. “I cook at home all the time, and Nicole often needs a hand in baking sometimes so picked up a few skills. Right let’s take this up to Tweek.” Him and Jimmy then started heading up the stairs.

At the same time as Token and Jimmy were making the soup, Craig and Bebe were running out the door and running to the pharmacy. Craig turned to Bebe. “You got the money right?” Bebe lifted her hand up. “Yep, let’s get the supplies and hurry back.” “Good call.” The two turned the corner and saw the pharmacy. Bebe turned to Craig. “I get the tissues with extra balm and more cough candies, you get the medicine.” Craig nodded at her. The minute they were in the door they split up and grabbed what they needed.

In the space of a couple of minutes both of them were out of the pharmacy and running back towards Tweek’s house. Craig turned to Bebe. “What flavour cough candies you get.” “Coffee, don’t worry they don’t have caffeine, I just know he’d like the flavour.” Craig nodded. They managed to get back to Tweek’s in a few minutes. When they opened the door Token and Jimmy were at the top of the stairs, the soup was already done.

Clyde opened the door and Jimmy and Token entered the room. They all heard running up the stairs and quickly stood out of the way as Craig and Bebe entered the room, tripping over the carpet as they did, resulting in them both face planting into the floor. They both lifted up the supplies they had. Craig spoke, his voice muffled by the carpet. “We got the supplies to help you honey.” Tweek couldn’t hold it in any more. “BWHAHAHAHA!!! God you guys didn’t have to half kill yourself for me, it’s just a little cold. Thank you all for doing this but you really didn’t have to go to all this trouble.” Token then passed the soup to Clyde and picked up Craig and Bebe before saying. “Don’t worry Tweek. We wanted to do this. What’s the point in all hanging out together if one of us is missing.” Tweek then started crying. “Damn it, this cold is making me extra emotional.” Clyde grabbed the new tissues from Bebe and passed one to Tweek.

“Right everyone out, Tweek is still sick and I don’t want anyone else catching it. Call me if you need anything.” Clyde instructed. They all exited except Craig who walked over to Tweek, put his hand on Tweek’s forehead and kissed his own hand. Tweek smiled. “Craig you’ll get sick.” Craig smirked. “I kissed my own hand, I won’t catch anything. I’ll wash my hand though just to make you happy.” Clyde leaned over. “Out Tucker.” Craig flipped him off and exited the room. Clyde shut the door. “Right Tweek here’s the soup and medicine. Eat the soup and then take the medicine and try to get some sleep.” Tweek took a sip of the soup, the taste was creamy and the vegetables complemented each other. It warmed him to the core. “Wow this is really good! Token is brilliant at cooking!” He then took the medicine and started to settle down. Clyde smiled at him, took the empty soup pot and headed downstairs back to the others.

“How’s he doing?” Craig asked. Clyde gave him a thumbs up. “Out like a light. He should be okay now, if he rests like this for the next couple of days he should be back to normal in no time.” Token smiled. “I didn’t know you were so skilled at looking after sick people Clyde, how’d you get so good?” Clyde smiled sadly. “I have to look after my dad when he’s sick as I’m the only one around for him now. I’ve picked up a few skills from that. But hey, I couldn’t have done it without you guys. Right who wants to help with the washing up?” Token took the pot off him. “You are not doing that, every time you try you overfill the sink with soup suds, leave it to me.” Clyde laughed. “The bubbles are really fun though.” Jimmy then realised Craig was missing. “W-where did Craig go?” Bebe informed him. “He went upstairs to check on Tweek.” Clyde’s eye’s widened and he darted round. “That idiot is going to get sick.”

Clyde ran back up the stairs and carefully opened Tweeks door. Craig was hunched over the bottom of Tweek’s bed asleep. He was wearing his gloves and was holding Tweek’s hand. Clyde smiled and carefully shut the door. “Craig really does love him. I’ll let this one go…. but if he’s sick next I’m not taking care of him.” Clyde sighed to himself and slowly walked back down to join the others.

(I hope you guys liked this fic. I had a lot of fun typing it but typing on my phone took forever! I really tried to use American slang in this one as sometimes my fics come across as a bit British. As usual please let me know about spelling mistakes.)

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laurenjake · 4 years ago

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week 8 - industrial design

Vacuum Robot

These autonomous vacuums use sensors and other technology to remember your home’s architecture. They have spinning brushes that sweep up dirt or other debris along with a vacuum inside sucking everything up. This design helps people spend less time cleaning and more time doing what you love.

Apple watch

An Apple watch is designed to always have your phone with you. This watch can also measure several aspects of your health. There is even a feature that can detect when you fall, then alert your emergency contacts and/or the emergency services.

Apple watch charger

The apple watch charger is a circular magnetic port that charges your apple watch. The design of this charger is effortless when going to charge your apple watch. Instead of having to put one end of a cord into a small hole in your phone, this charging port allows you just to set your watch on the charger.

Perfume

Over the past couple of years I have gotten into perfumes and other self care products. Not only do perfumes make you smell good, but the design of the bottle itself can make a cute decoration to your vanity. Every perfume scent and bottle design is different depending on the brand.

Normal Vacuum

My vacuum is small because I have a tiny apartment. It can also separate into a handheld vacuum, as well as attach several pieces to it. The vacuum head is flexible to transition from carpet to hardwood floor.

Bullet Blender

This small blender is perfect for on the go. The small pitcher you use to put all your smoothie ingredients in can be used as a cup after blending or can be transferred into a different container. The small cup is easily washed along with the blade. This blender is easier to maintain rather than having to wash four different pieces to a traditional blender.

Keurig

This beverage brewing system for home is small and easy to clean. All that is needed is water and K Cups. This coffee maker is designed to make a wide range of beverages very quickly. The sleek design will fit into any kitchen and can effortlessly change its function from brewing coffee to tea.

Electric Toothbrush

An electric toothbrush makes fast bristle motions with a brush attachment. They also vibrate which helps the removal of plaque and buildup. An electric toothbrush can eliminate more plaque than a regular toothbrush. The slim design makes it easier to travel with, just like a normal toothbrush. Some come battery operated or come with a charging port. The technology that comes with these electric toothbrushes now a days in amazing. Mine contains a sensor that flashes a bright red light when I am pushing too hard down on my mouth.

Water bottle

A water bottle is a container that can hold water or other liquids. They can come in all shapes and sizes. Along with colors or features on them. A simple water bottle can prevent you from spilling, unlike a cup or mug. The water bottles I gravitate towards are the ones that contain straws. I think having a straw makes me drink more water and I don’t spill on myself as much as if I had to lift the bottle to my face.

Wax Warmer

A wax warmer warms up scented wax just like a candle. Except, a wax warmer only requires electricity, unlike a candle that requires a flame. These warmers usually contain a lightbulb inside to warm up the ceramic plate that the wax sits on. A wax warmer can also eliminate the soot residue that candles can leave on surfaces

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falafelrecipe · 5 years ago

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Varied Baby Food Recipes 8–12 months, Fast & Easy

How to make fast Baby Food recipes, By now your baby has probably mastered purées and tried a wide variety of nutritious—and delicious—new tastes. It’s time to get more adventurous with his meals by introducing fresh flavors and more complex baby food. This is one of my favorite stages in a baby’s eating career. By nine months Rosa was more comfortable in the high chair, more at ease with utensils, and just more expressive (dare I say even more cute?). Each day was different, and I was curious to see what flavors she would prefer and whether most of the finger foods would end up in her mouth or on the floor (um, often the floor . . . this is also when we invested in a small handheld vacuum).

I prepared most of the dishes in this chapter specifically for Rosa, contin- uing to use the freezer for easy meals during the week. But a few of the recipes (I’m thinking of Baby’s Bolognese, Greek Fish and Tomatoes, and Curried Cauliflower and Chickpeas) were our dinnertime standbys that just happened to make delicious, age-appropriate baby food. And sometimes it works the other way around: After making the Rosemary Roasted Pears just for Rosa, I promptly ate half of it myself.

List of Baby Food Recipes:

Rosemary Roasted Pears

Salmon, Kale, and Sweet Potato Smash

Savory Beef and Broccoli

Curried Cauliflower and Chickpeas

Comforting Chicken Soup

Baby’s Bolognese

Sweet Spiced Chicken Stew

Mighty Green Beans

Beets in Yogurt with Dill

Greek Fish and Tomatoes

Pumpkin-Banana Mash

Fruity Tofu Pudding

Since your baby’s tummy is still so tiny, you want to be sure to feed her themost nutrient- dense foods possible, full of protein, iron, and all the vita-mins and minerals she needs to be healthy and strong. The recipes in thischapter fit the bill perfectly, chock-full of both nutrition and flavor.

As your baby grows and becomes more proficient at chewing and swal-lowing, you’ll want to maintain more texture in her food. Instead of using ablender, transition to pulsing dishes in a food processor, blending them witha handheld immersion blender, or simply employing a knife and fork to dothe job (less dishes!). Don’t be afraid to feed your child chunkier foods onceshe has mastered purées. According to a 2009 study, children who started lumpier foods between six and nine months had more food acceptance atage seven.

During this period you should also offer your baby a wider variety of finger foods. Look for ideas in chapter four.

Continue with a sippy cup of water at each meal. At around eight to ten months it’s time to move on to a cup with a straw, which will allow yourbaby to train another set of muscles and learn new drinking skills. Considerboth sippy and straw cups as transitional tools, rather than permanent waysof drinking. By 12 months, your toddler is ready for an open cup. Start experi-menting with very small amounts of milk or water and have plenty of kitchentowels at hand during the learning period. This upgrade is extremely impor-tant for your child’s oral health and development of feeding skills, so don’tlet the mess deter you (as tempting as that may be).

Serving Sizes

Your baby will likely be able to handle ¼ cup or more ofeach of the meals in this chapter. Most of the recipes makemany times more than that, so there will be plenty to refrig-erate or freeze for future meals.

Wholesome feeding tips

Make sure your baby has transitioned to a regular feeding schedule by now, a structure that includes three set meals a day, plus a midmorning and midafternoon snack. Some babies also need a bedtime snack, so be guided by your little one.

Continue to avoid added salt until your baby is 12 months old, and take this opportunity to attune her palate to foods without a lot of added sugars.

Babies at this stage love to explore. Let your little one touch and squeeze the food. By ten months he may be ready to practice with a fork and spoon.

Don’t be alarmed if your baby chows down at one meal and then hardly eats at the next, or if he rejects a food he liked just yesterday. Babies’ appetites are always in flux, and they are still experimenting with flavors. Trust your baby, and never pressure him to eat.

Your child may make a funny face when he tries a new food, but don’t give up as long as he continues to eat! At this stage most children are open to new foods, so continue to serve a variety and meet your baby’s frowns with smiles.

Rosemary Roasted Pears

Give your baby a head start on sophisticated flavors with this delicious twist on basic applesauce.

4 ripe (but not squishy) Bartlett pears (about 2 lbs)

2 teaspoons olive oil

½ teaspoon finely chopped fresh rosemary

2 tablespoons almond butter

Preheat the oven to 375°F. Line a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper.

Peel and core the pears; slice each into 8 wedges. Toss the pears with the olive oil. Spread them out on the baking sheet and roast for 30 minutes or until tender and lightly golden brown. Cool slightly.

Transfer the pears to a medium bowl. Mash the pears with a fork until you get the desired consistency for your baby. Stir in the rosemary and almond butter.

Makes about 2 cups

Age It Up: This pear sauce is scrumptious at any age. Make it part of a cheese plate, or spread it between two slices of toast for a satisfying breakfast or lunch.

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 100 calories; 1g protein; 4g fat (0g sat. fat); 18g car-bohydrates; 4g fiber; 11g sugars; 1mg sodium; 24mg calcium; 0mg iron; 165mgpotassium; 5mg Vitamin C; 26IU Vitamin A.

Wholesome Tip: Look for creamy unsweetened and unsalted almond butter.

Salmon, Kale, and Sweet Potato Smash

Superfood alert! Salmon, kale, and sweet potatoes all top the list of nutrient and an- tioxidant-rich foods. Be sure to run your fingers along the salmon to check for small bones. Use regular tweezers or fish tweezers to easily remove them.

1 medium sweet potato, peeled and cut into 1-inch chunks

2½ cups chopped Tuscan kale, thick stems removed

6 oz. salmon fillet, skinned and cut into 4 pieces

1.In a medium saucepan, bring 2 inches of water to a simmer. Place a steamer basket over the water. Add the sweet potato chunks. Cover and steam for 5 minutes.

Add the kale and cook for another 3 minutes. Add the salmon and cook for 5 more minutes or until the vegetables are tender and the salmon is cooked through. Cool slightly.

Transfer the vegetables and salmon to a bowl. Using an immersion blender, a potato masher, or a fork, mash until you get the desired consistency for your baby.

Makes about 2½ cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 87 calories; 8g protein; 2g fat (0g sat. fat); 8g car- bohydrates; 1g fiber; 1g sugars; 43mg sodium; 57mg calcium; 1mg iron; 404mg potassium; 41mg Vitamin C; 8853IU Vitamin A.

Savory Beef and Broccoli

Give your little one a sneak preview of stir-fries to come with this tasty, protein-rich meal.

¾ cup low-sodium beef broth

½ lb. strip steak or top sirloin, fat trimmed and cut into cubes

3 cups broccoli florets

In a medium saucepan, bring the beef broth to a boil. Add the steak, making sure it is covered by the broth (add a bit more if necessary). Place the florets on top of the steak. They don’t need to be submerged. Cover the pan, reduce the heat to medium-low, and simmer for 15 minutes or until the steak is cooked through and the broccoli is very tender. Cool slightly.

With an immersion blender, food processor, or knife and fork, mash the beef and broccoli until you get the desired consistency for your baby.

Makes about 2 cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 88 calories; 15g protein; 2g fat (1g sat. fat); 4g car- bohydrates; 2g fiber; 1g sugars; 97mg sodium; 28mg calcium; 1mg iron; 365mg potassium; 38mg Vitamin C; 905IU Vitamin A.

Curried Cauliflower and Chickpeas

Cauliflower, chickpeas, and curry are a classic Indian flavor combination.

½ cup low-sodium chicken broth (or vegetable broth or water)

½ cup water

4 cups cauliflower florets (about half a head)

1 cup canned chickpeas, rinsed and drained

½ teaspoon mild curry powder

In a medium saucepan, bring the chicken broth and water to a boil. Add thecauliflower florets and the chickpeas. They won’t be covered by the liquid.Cover the pan, reduce the heat to medium-low, and simmer for 8 to 10 minutes or until the cauliflower is very tender. Cool slightly.

Sprinkle in the curry powder. With an immersion blender, food processor, orknife and fork, mash the cauliflower and chickpeas until you get the desiredconsistency for your baby.

Makes about 3 cups

Age It Up: For a delicious snack or lunch for kids and grown-ups of all ages, add abeaten egg, ½ teaspoon salt, extra curry powder to taste, and enough panko for theveggies to come together. Form into cakes and sauté in olive oil until goldenbrown.

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 63 calories; 3g protein; 1g fat (0g sat. fat); 12g car-bohydrates; 3g fiber; 1g sugars; 140mg sodium; 24mg calcium; 0mg iron; 232mgpotassium; 25mg Vitamin C; 8IU Vitamin A.

Comforting Chicken Soup

Let your baby find out early how satisfying chicken soup can be.

1½ teaspoons unsalted butter

1 leek, white and light green parts only, chopped

½ cup low-sodium chicken broth

½ cup water

1 medium Yukon gold potato, peeled and chopped

2 carrots, peeled and chopped

1 boneless, skinless chicken breast, cut into 1-inch chunks

1 teaspoon lemon juice

Melt the butter in a medium saucepan over medium-low heat. Add the leekand cook until tender, about 5 minutes.

Add the chicken broth, water, potatoes, and carrots to the pan. Bring to aboil. Reduce the heat to low, cover, and simmer for 10 minutes. Add thechicken, cover, and simmer for 8 more minutes or until the chicken iscooked through and the vegetables are tender. Cool slightly.

Add the lemon juice. With an immersion blender, food processor, or knifeand fork, mash the chicken and veggies until you get the desired consistencyfor your baby.

Makes about 2¾ cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 115 calories; 5g protein; 3g fat (1g sat. fat); 18g car-bohydrates; 2g fiber; 1g sugars; 44mg sodium; 26mg calcium; 1mg iron; 346mgpotassium; 13mg Vitamin C; 2145IU Vitamin A.

Wholesome Tip

When buying canned goods, always look for cans that haven’t been linedwith BPA, a chemical that may have negative effects on developing brains.Or, seek out boxed or pouched versions.

Bolognese baby food

This recipe will keep you in sauce for the foreseeable future, and you’ll be glad once you see how much your little one loves it. Freeze some in small quantities to defrost quickly for your baby’s meals; freeze the rest in larger portions for the whole family to eat over pasta.

1 tablespoon olive oil

1 lb. ground beef

1 cup finely chopped onion

2 medium carrots, peeled and finely chopped

1 clove garlic, finely chopped

½ teaspoon chopped fresh rosemary

1 cup low-sodium chicken broth

One 28-oz. can crushed tomatoes

2 tablespoons ricotta cheese

For serving:

¼ cup cooked whole-wheat orzo

Heat the olive oil in a medium-sized pot. Add the ground beef, onion, carrots, and garlic. Sauté over medium heat until the beef is no longer pink, about 8 to 10 minutes. Drain and return to the pot.

Add the rosemary and stir to combine. Add the chicken broth and tomatoes. Bring the sauce to a boil. Reduce the heat to a simmer and cook, stirring occasionally, for 30 minutes. Remove from the heat and stir in the ricotta cheese.

To serve, mix ¼ cup cooked orzo with 2 tablespoons of sauce. With an immersion blender, food processor, or knife and fork, mash the pasta and sauce until you get the desired consistency for your baby.

Makes about 5 cups sauce

Age It Up: Add 1¼ teaspoons salt and a pinch of sugar to the sauce.

Nutrition per serving: 30 calories; 3g protein; 1g fat (0g sat. fat); 2g carbohydrates; 1g fiber; 1g sugars; 51mg sodium; 12mg calcium; 1mg iron; 115mg potassium; 2mg Vitamin C; 538IU Vitamin A.

Sweet Spiced Chicken Stew

An immersion blender works particularly well when mashing this lightly spiced stew. Don’t be tempted to leave out the prunes. They add a deep and pleasing sweetness, plus they are excellent for your baby’s digestive health.

⅓ cup low-sodium chicken broth

½ cup water

1 boneless, skinless chicken breast, cut into 2-inch chunks

1 medium zucchini, thinly sliced into half moons

4 pitted prunes, chopped

½ teaspoon cinnamon

½ teaspoon ground cumin

In a medium saucepan, bring the chicken broth and water to a boil. Add the chicken. Cover the pan, reduce the heat to medium-low, and simmer for 5 minutes.

Add the zucchini, prunes, cinnamon, and cumin and stir. Cover and simmer for 10 minutes or until the chicken is cooked through and the zucchini is tender. Uncover and cool slightly.

With an immersion blender, food processor, or knife and fork, mash the stew until you get the desired consistency for your baby.

Makes about 2 cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 53 calories; 8g protein; 1g fat (0g sat. fat); 4g car- bohydrates; 1g fiber; 2g sugars; 20mg sodium; 10mg calcium; 0mg iron; 152mg potassium; 4mg Vitamin C; 90IU Vitamin A.

Mighty Green Beans baby food

Quinoa and almond butter add a punch of protein to this appealing dish.

1 lb. green beans, trimmed

2 teaspoons olive oil

1½ cups cooked quinoa

2 tablespoons almond butter

4 mint leaves, chopped

Preheat the oven to 425°F. Line a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper.

Toss the green beans with the olive oil. Spread on the prepared baking sheet and roast until tender, 15 to 20 minutes.

In a large bowl, combine the green beans with the quinoa, almond butter, and mint leaves. Add 2 tablespoons of water. With an immersion blender, food processor, or knife and fork, mash the stew until you get the desired consistency for your baby. Add a tablespoon or more water if needed for smoother blending.

Makes about 2 cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 98 calories; 4g protein; 4g fat (0g sat. fat); 12g car- bohydrates; 3g fiber; 2g sugars; 4mg sodium; 51mg calcium; 1mg iron; 272mg potassium; 5mg Vitamin C; 2IU Vitamin A.

Beets in Yogurt with Dill

1½ cups chopped, cooked beets (about 10 oz.)

2 tablespoons plain, whole-milk Greek yogurt

⅛ teaspoon chopped dill

Forget the fact that these beets are smooth, creamy, and surprisingly sweet. They are worth making for the bright magenta color alone.

Purée the beets in a blender until smooth.

To serve, stir together 2 tablespoons beet purée with the 2 tablespoons Greek yogurt. Sprinkle with the dill.

Makes about 1½ cups

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 40 calories; 3g protein; 2g fat (1g sat. fat); 4g car- bohydrates; 1g fiber; 3g sugars; 37mg sodium; 44mg calcium; 0mg iron; 87mg potassium; 5mg Vitamin C; 438IU Vitamin A.

Greek Fish and Tomatoes

I make a variation of this dish for my (grown-up!) personal chef clients. For a hit of brine I always roast some capers or pitted Kalamata olives along with the tomatoes. Let your older baby explore these flavors as well by serving them on the side.

Olive oil

6 oz. red snapper fillet or other white fish, bones removed

½ cup grape tomatoes, quartered

2 tablespoons pitted Kalamata olives, halved, or 2 teaspoons capers

¼ teaspoon dried oregano

Preheat the oven to 400°F. Rub a small baking pan with olive oil.

Place the snapper on the prepared pan. Drizzle with ¼ teaspoon olive oil, spreading it over the fish with the back of a spoon or your fingers.

In a small bowl, combine the tomatoes, olives or capers, ½ teaspoon olive oil, and oregano. Spoon over the fish. Most  of it will land on the pan; that’s fine. Roast until the fish flakes easily with a fork, about 10 minutes. Cool slightly.

Transfer the fish, tomatoes and any juices to a large bowl, leaving behind the olives or capers and the fish’s skin. With an immersion blender, food processor, or knife and fork, mash the fish and tomatoes until you get the desired consistency for your baby. Serve the olives or capers on the side.

Makes about 1 cup

Age It Up: Before mashing, this is a lovely, easy dinner for the grown-ups and big kids in the household. Just salt and pepper the grown-up’s portions.

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 53 calories; 8g protein; 1.8g fat (0g sat. fat); 1g car- bohydrates; 0g fiber; 1g sugars; 55mg sodium; 9mg calcium; 0mg iron; 229mg potassium; 4mg Vitamin C; 204IU Vitamin A.

Pumpkin-Banana Mash

What a treat! Buttery-soft banana is mixed with smooth and creamy pumpkin purée and spiked with cinnamon. Be sure to use a ripe banana for the sweetest flavor.

1 teaspoon unsalted butter

1 medium banana, sliced

¼ cup canned pumpkin purée

⅛ teaspoon cinnamon

Melt the butter in a medium skillet over medium heat. Add the banana slices and sauté until lightly browned, about 5 minutes.

Transfer the banana to a small bowl. Add the pumpkin and cinnamon. With a fork, mash the banana to get the desired consistency for your baby.

Makes about ½ cup

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 95 calories; 1g protein; 2g fat (1g sat. fat); 20g car- bohydrates; 3g fiber; 10g sugars; 3mg sodium; 14mg calcium; 1mg iron; 332mg potassium; 8mg Vitamin C; 4877IU Vitamin A.

Fruity Tofu Pudding baby food

Make this creamy concoction a day ahead, and feel free to experiment with different fruits.

8 oz. silken tofu, liquid poured off

1 cup chopped nectarine (about 1)

¼ cup raspberries

1 tablespoon agave nectar

Put all of the ingredients in a food processor and process until smooth, stopping occasionally to scrape down the sides with a rubber spatula.

Transfer the pudding to a storage container and refrigerate for at least 4 hours or overnight.

Makes about 1 cup

Nutrition per serving (¼ cup): 66 calories; 3g protein; 2g fat (0g sat. fat); 10g car- bohydrates; 1g fiber; 8g sugars; 3mg sodium; 21mg calcium; 1mg iron; 185mg potassium; 4mg Vitamin C; 121IU Vitamin A

Wholesome Tip

Tofu is a wonderful addition to the diet of vegetarian and non-vegetarian ba- bies alike. Inexpensive and high in protein, it has a mild flavor that plays well with both sweet and savory ingredients.

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ice-cream-bar-blog · 7 years ago

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Making Ice Cream With Essay Steps

In its most essential shape, dessert is a blend of cream as well as drain, sugar and once in a while eggs that is solidified while being agitated to make a solidified item. In business frozen yogurt making, stabilizers, for example, plant gums, are generally included and the blend is sanitized and homogenized.

Numerous individuals think vanilla was the principal dessert enhance created since it is the most prominent, however that is really not the situation. In the fourth century B.C., the Roman sovereign Nero had hirelings go into the mountains to gather snow that was utilized to make a solidified pastry seasoned with nectar, nuts, and natural product garnishes.

Vanilla Ice Cream with Coffee-Dusted Ginger Cake

Nonstick cooking splash

1/4 mugs generally useful flour

1/2 container cornstarch

1/2 teaspoons pumpkin pie flavor

1/2 teaspoon salt

3/4 container (1/2 sticks) unsalted spread, relaxed

2/3 container powdered sugar

1/3 to 1/2 container LIBBY'S 100% Pure Pumpkin (utilize 1/2 glass for a gentler shortbread)

2 teaspoons shimmering or granulated sugar

Pumpkin Spice or Eggnog DREYER'S or EDY'S SLOW CHURNED Light Ice Cream (discretionary)

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PREHEAT broiler to 300° F. Shower base of 9-inch fluted tart dish with removable base with nonstick cooking splash.

Join flour, cornstarch, pumpkin pie zest and salt in little bowl.

BEAT spread and powdered sugar in substantial blender bowl until smooth. Beat in pumpkin until consolidated. Include flour blend and blend until the point that simply fused. Spread mixture into arranged skillet; smooth best.

Prepare for 80 minutes or until firm and brilliant dark colored. Quickly sprinkle top with shimmering sugar. Cool for around 10 minutes; expel side from skillet. Utilize since quite a while ago, serrated blade to cut into wedges. Serve warm with frozen yogurt.

Mango Sorbet Smoothie

MORNING SMOOTHIE:

½ container Häagen-Dazs mango sorbet

1 glass yogurt

Evening SMOOTHIE:

½ container Häagen-Dazs mango sorbet

1 some club pop, ½ lime zested and squeezed

1 tablespoon of nectar

Night SMOOTHIE:

½ container Häagen-Dazs mango sorbet

1 glass pop or tonic water

3 oz. vodka or gin

5-10 leaves of mint or cilantro

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in the pitcher of a blender or tall repository with a handheld blender, mix the fixings together for one moment until smooth. fill a glass and serve!

Subtle strategies:

this smoothie is super adaptable! toss in some other overripe organic product from your kitchen directly into the blender with the mango sorbet.

"morning" smoothie can be served toward the evening or night as well!

"evening" smoothie is extraordinary even at night, and makes for an impeccable non-alcoholic extravagant drink for kids.

on the off chance that you aren't an aficionado of alcohol, you can simply mix the "evening" smoothie with two (2) measures of a dry, fresh white wine for a stopgap mixed sangria!

Dreyer's Confetti Ice Cream Bars

DREYER'S GRAND Vanilla frozen yogurt or SLOW CHURNED® Vanilla light dessert or your most loved flavor

Your most loved sugar treat formula

Multi-hued sprinkles

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Set up the treat mixture as indicated by the bundle directions, including the sprinkles.

Spread a layer of the mixture into the base of a square preparing dish.

Heat as indicated by the bearings on the case.

Let cool, at that point include a layer of dessert and best with more sprinkles.

Refreeze to solidify and cut into square-formed bars.

Greek Yogurt Ambrosia Salad

4 substantial oranges

2 substantial grapefruit or 3 glasses grapefruit sections

1 pineapple, peeled, cored and cut into 1/2-inch pieces (around 4 mugs)

1/2 glasses fat free Greek yogurt

1 Tangerine DREYER'S or EDY'S OUTSHINE Fruit Bar, softened and stick expelled

2 tablespoons Vanilla Flavor NESTLÉ COFFEE-MATE NATURAL BLISS All-Natural Coffee Creamer

1 glass sweetened destroyed coconut, toasted and cooled

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Mesh peel from 1 orange; put aside. Remove peel and essence from oranges and grapefruit. Quarter oranges and grapefruit and after that cut across into 1/2-inch-thick pieces.

Consolidate oranges, grapefruit and pineapple in bowl and hurl delicately to join.

Consolidate yogurt, Outshine bar and Coffee-mate in an expansive bowl until completely joined. Tenderly crease in organic product blend and coconut. Sprinkle with ground orange peel; serve promptly.

Cook's Tip: Mix up the organic product. Include red grapes as well as peeled and cut kiwifruit.

Chocolate-Swirled Strawberry Milk Shakes

2 teaspoons NESTLÉ NESQUIK Chocolate Flavor Syrup, isolated

1 glass Vanilla DREYER'S or EDY'S SLOW CHURNED Light Ice Cream

1 glass cut new strawberries

1/2 glass fat free drain

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Press 1 teaspoon Nesquik on within glass; turn glass so Nesquik is twirled within the glass. Rehash process with second glass.

PLACE frozen yogurt, strawberries and drain in blender; cover. Mix until smooth. Precisely isolate drain shake between arranged glasses so Quickness stays on the inner parts of glasses.Take a stab at substituting NESTLE QUICKNESS Refrigerated Ready-to-Drink Strawberry Milk instead of drain for a Chocolate-Swirled Double Strawberry Milk Shake.

Make-Ahead Chocolate Souffles

Nonstick cooking shower

Granulated sugar

2 mugs (12-ounce bundle) NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Semi-Sweet Chocolate Morsels

1/2 glass (1 stick) margarine

1/4 glass NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Baking Cocoa

4 vast eggs, isolated

2 teaspoons vanilla concentrate

1/3 glass granulated sugar

1 holder (14 ounces) Vanilla HÄAGEN-DAZS Ice Cream (discretionary)

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Shower eight 6-ounce ramekins or custard mugs with nonstick cooking splash; coat delicately with granulated sugar.

MICROWAVE pieces, margarine and heating cocoa in expansive, microwave-safe bowl on HIGH (100%) control for 1 minute; mix. Microwave at extra 10-second interims, blending until smooth. Blend in egg yolks and vanilla concentrate.

BEAT egg whites in expansive blender bowl until the point when delicate pinnacles shape. Bit by bit beat in 1/3 glass granulated sugar until the point when firm pinnacles frame. Mix one-fourth of egg white blend into chocolate blend to help. Overlay in residual egg white blend delicately however completely. Spoon into arranged ramekins, filling around 3/4 full. Cover soufflés independently with saran wrap and refrigerate for up to multi day.

PREHEAT stove to 400° F. Expel plastic wrap from soufflés. Place soufflés on preparing sheet. Heat on focus broiler rack for 18 to 20 minutes or until puffed focus still moves marginally. Present with scoop of frozen yogurt. Serve quickly.

Cook's Tip: If you wish to get ready player and heat promptly, lessen prepare time by a few minutes.

Caramel Macchiato Ice Cream

Whisk together milk, instant coffee granules, sugar, and salt in a large bowl until sugar is dissolved. Stir in the heavy cream, then cover and refrigerate until chilled, at least 2 hours.

Pour the chilled mixture into an ice cream maker and freeze according to manufacturer's directions until it reaches "soft-serve" consistency. Transfer half of the ice cream to a one- or two-quart lidded plastic container. Pour half of the caramel sauce over the top, then repeat the layers with the remaining ice cream and caramel. Swirl the caramel into the ice cream using a chopstick or knife. Cover surface with plastic wrap and seal. For best results, ice cream should ripen in the freezer for at least 2 hours or overnight.

All our recipes are tested thoroughly by us to make sure they’re suitable for your kitchen at home. We know many of you are concerned about healthy eating, so we send them to a qualified nutritionist for thorough analysis too.

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