#Rice Combo Offer

[kxsagi]

HI GIRLL I WANTED TO MAKE A REQUEST IF THATS ALRIGHT 😍🙏

So could you do a Rin Itoshi x Reader where Rin is basically at a dinner to introduce himself to reader's family as the bf. But the twist is that reader is isagi's sister 😋

Cue Rin and Isagi trying not to have the biggest crashout of the century and Reader awkwardly hoping it goes well.

THANK YOU IF YOU READ THIS LOVE ❤❤

“𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲”

a/n: LOVE THIS IDEA! cue slursagi and emo boy rin

(dk art credits, might be a rinsagi fanart... but we ball)

it’s almost impressive how quiet the table is. 

the smell of hamburger steak and steamed vegetables wafts gently in the air. forks clink against plates. a chair creaks. your mom offers rin more rice. and no one has died yet. that’s good. 

but you can practically hear the tension crackling between your brother and your boyfriend like electricity waiting to explode. 

"so, rin," isagi starts, voice a little too calm, a little too casual. “how’s football?” 

rin doesn’t look up from his plate. “fine.” 

you smile nervously. “he’s being modest. he just scored twice last week. that match against paris –” 

“yeah, i watched,” isagi cuts in. “saw him miss an open goal too.” 

you kick him under the table. 

“ow –” 

“yoichi,” you say sweetly. “stop.” 

he smiles at you like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. you know better. this man invented the passive-aggressive sibling glare. he's practically vibrating with the urge to deck rin in the bowl of rice. 

"i'm just making conversation," he says innocently, stabbing a carrot like it personally insulted him. 

rin finally lifts his eyes. cool, expressionless. his default setting. "not everyone’s obsessed with egoist football,” he mutters. 

you grip your fork a little tighter. here we go. 

your mom laughs awkwardly. “you boys must really push each other, huh? rivals on the field, but friends off it?” 

rin and isagi speak at the same time. 

“not friends.” 

“definitely not friends.” 

you cough. your dad blinks like he just realized there’s a war happening across the dinner table. he leans over, pointing at rin and whispering, “that’s the scary one from PXG, right?” 

rin hears it. his eye twitches. you give his thigh a little squeeze under the table and shoot him a look: please don’t murder my entire bloodline. 

he exhales through his nose like a bull about to charge. 

“he’s not scary,” you say quickly. “he’s actually very sweet. he makes me ochazuke when i don’t feel well.” 

your mom softens. “awww.” 

isagi scoffs. “so scary and bland. what a combo.” 

“yoichi!” 

rin’s eyes narrow. “at least i don’t make bets every time i miss a goal.” 

“oh, you know about that?” 

“you do it on blue lock TV. how could i not.” 

“okay, first of all –” 

“guys,” you hiss, grabbing both their wrists before someone hurls a fork. “we are not doing this at a dinner my mother cooked.” 

they freeze. both look at you. and then look away from each other like you’ve just caught them about to throw down on a playground. 

a tense silence follows. rin mutters something under his breath that sounds like “he started it.” isagi looks like he’s about to flip the table just to prove a point. 

your dad, bless him, clears his throat. “so… how did you two meet?” 

“through football,” you say quickly. 

“at a charity match,” rin adds. 

“you mean the one i invited her to?” isagi says dryly. “the one i was playing in?” 

“and yet you were the least interesting person there,” rin replies, tone flat as ever. 

you close your eyes. 

you can already imagine the headlines: 

“itoshi rin hospitalized after chopstick-to-neck incident at isagi family dinner.” 

“local woman flees country after boyfriend and brother ruin japanese thanksgiving.” 

but then your mom starts laughing. like, genuinely laughing. 

“oh, you two are hilarious,” she says, dabbing her mouth with a napkin. “you really do act like brothers already!” 

isagi looks mildly horrified. rin looks like he’s having an out-of-body experience. 

you force a laugh, like ha ha, yeah, siblings, what a delightfully cursed image, and take a huge sip of water to drown your scream. 

rin leans toward you, voice low. “i can’t do this.” 

you lean in too. “you can do this. please. i swear if you survive this, i’ll let you pick the movie for a month.” 

he eyes you. “even the depressing ones?” 

you sigh. “yes. even the ones where everyone dies and the soundtrack is just wind noises.” “… fine.” 

you turn back just in time to see isagi watching the two of you like he’s trying to solve a murder mystery, fork mid-air. 

"you two whisper a lot," he says slowly. "anything you wanna share with the class?" 

“just relationship things,” rin replies, bland as ever. “not that you could relate.”  

you choke. 

isagi glares. “i swear to –” 

“yoichi,” your mom says again, this time with the full mom voice. “be nice.” 

“he dunked on me in front of the vegetables!” 

you sigh, finally collapsing back into your chair. your plate’s gone cold. your water is empty. your soul has left your body. 

but somehow, when the dishes are cleared and the dessert’s been eaten (only slightly poisoned by sarcasm), you find yourself walking rin out to the door as your family settles back into the living room. 

he exhales. “that was…” 

“a war crime,” you offer. 

“i was gonna say ‘tense,’ but sure.” 

you give him a look. “you two are going to kill each other someday.” 

rin shrugs. “worth it.” 

“worth it???” 

he reaches down and laces his fingers with yours. his hand is warm despite the cold look he wore the entire evening. 

“i’d fight him a hundred times if it means i get to keep you.” 

you blink. heart skipping. “… that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said.” 

“don’t get used to it.” 

you smile, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “thanks for surviving my family.” 

rin grunts. “barely.” 

behind you, the front door opens a crack. isagi peeks out. “hey, rin?” 

rin turns his head, cool and calm like always. 

“next time you come over, i’m arm-wrestling you for her.” 

rin raises an eyebrow. “… next time, i’m bringing a ring.” 

you nearly trip on your own doorstep. 

isagi stares, blinking. “a what?” 

“goodnight,” rin says, not even looking back as he walks away. 

you’re frozen on the steps, ears burning. 

inside, isagi screams, “MOM HE’S PROPOSING –” 

door slammed. silence. 

you turn to rin with wide eyes. “a ring?!” 

he shrugs. “wasn’t planning on losing, anyway.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[lifelikesimz]

LIFELIKESIMZ - ISLAND FUSION CARRIBEAN CUISINE FOOD TRUCK

With this food truck includes 15 new items. That's 11 dishes and 4 drinks total. ONLY available by purchasing at food truck.

✧JERK CHICKEN & RICE  -Marinated in a fiery blend of scotch bonnet peppers, thyme, garlic, and spices, then grilled to smoky, crispy perfection. Paired with fluffy, coconut-infused rice that balances the heat, the dish offers a perfect harmony of smoky, spicy, and subtly sweet notes. - §15 ✧JERK PORK & RICE  -Marinated in a spicy-sweet blend of scotch bonnet peppers, allspice, and thyme, then grilled to smoky perfection. The tender, juicy pork packs bold heat and flavor, while the coconut-infused rice adds a creamy, slightly sweet balance. It's a fiery, savory combination that's pure comfort. - §10 ✧CURRY GOAT & RICE  -Tender, slow-cooked in a rich, aromatic blend of curry powder, garlic, ginger, and spices, creating a deep, savory flavor. The meat is melt-in-your-mouth juicy, with a slight heat and earthiness. Paired with fluffy rice that soaks up the flavorful curry sauce, it's a comforting, spicy, and satisfying dish. - §15 ✧BEEF PATTIES -Flaky, golden pastry pockets filled with seasoned, spiced ground beef. The filling is savory with hints of curry, thyme, and heat from scotch bonnet peppers, creating a perfect balance of flavors. Crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside, they're a deliciously satisfying snack or meal. - §10 ✧RASTA PASTA -A vibrant, creamy dish featuring al dente pasta tossed in a rich, flavorful sauce made with bell peppers, onions, garlic, shrimp, and a hint of jerk seasoning. It's a perfect blend of spice, creaminess, and color, creating a comforting, bold dish that's both savory and satisfying. - §13 ✧OXTAILS & RICE -Slow-cooked to tender, fall-off-the-bone perfection in a rich, savory stew of spices, herbs, and aromatic vegetables. The deep, flavorful sauce soaks into the meat, creating a melt-in-your-mouth experience. Paired with fluffy rice that absorbs the delicious sauce, it's a hearty, comforting, and satisfying dish. - §18 ✧OXTAILS & MAC-N-CHEESE -Slow-cooked to tender perfection in a savory, spiced stew, are paired with rich, creamy macaroni and cheese. The oxtail's deep, flavorful sauce seeps into the cheesy, velvety pasta, creating a satisfying, indulgent combination of savory, creamy, and hearty goodness. - §18 ✧SEAFOOD GUMBO -  A hearty, flavorful stew brimming with shrimp, crab, and fish, simmered in a rich, spicy broth made with a roux, bell peppers, onions, and aromatic spices.  - §25 ✧STEAK & SHRIMP -  a mouthwatering combo of juicy, perfectly seared steak with a savory crust and tender shrimp, seasoned to perfection. The rich, smoky flavor of the steak pairs beautifully with the shrimp's sweet, delicate taste, creating a satisfying, flavorful dish.  - §22 ✧PORK RIBS -  Pork ribs are tender and juicy, slow-cooked until the meat falls off the bone. Coated in a smoky, sweet, and tangy barbecue glaze, each bite is a perfect balance of charred, caramelized edges and flavorful, melt-in-your-mouth meat.  - §25 ✧GRIZZADA TARTS -   Sweet, flaky pastries filled with a rich, coconut-based filling that's both creamy and slightly chewy. Infused with a hint of cinnamon and nutmeg, each bite offers a perfect balance of warmth and sweetness in a delightful, bite-sized treat. - §6 ✧SUNRISE DRINK -A vibrant, tropical blend of refreshing fruit juices, with hints of citrus and a touch of sweetness. It's the perfect balance of tart and fruity.  - §5 ✧SEASIDE DRINK -A refreshing blend of crisp, tangy citrus and tropical fruit flavors, with a hint of sweetness and a cool, breezy finish. It's light, invigorating, and perfect for sipping on a sunny day by the ocean. -  §5 ✧LIME LIGHT DRINK -A refreshing, tangy beverage with a zesty citrus punch. It's bright, slightly tart, and perfectly sweetened, offering a cool, crisp sip that's both invigorating and thirst-quenching. -  §5 ✧RUM PUNCH COCKTAIL -A vibrant cocktail blending tropical fruit juices with smooth rum, creating a perfect balance of sweet, tangy, and slightly spicy flavors.  - §8 (BASEMENTAL MOD COMPATIBLE)

These dishes will be released each week   over the month of February

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[rottenpumpkin13]

AGSZC when a stray animal asks them for food?

sephiroth: panics because there's no food on him. heart broken. rushes to the nearest mess hall, fridge, or shop—and grabs everything: dry chicken, canned tuna, plain rice, even boiled eggs. picks options he knows are healthy for the animal. presents it like a peace offering and leaves, he's now hiding behind a vending machine, watching as the animal eats. angeal walks by and squints. "…why is the sandwich I left in the breakroom fridge being eaten by a stray cat?" sephiroth is crouched behind a mop bucket. doesn't answer, doesn't move, will not be perceived.

zack: a hungry stray dog approaches him for food, zack immediately says "yeah man I could eat too!" and takes the dog out to lunch. like actually. they go to the corner burger joint, he orders two combos, the dog gets its own tray. they sit in a booth, zack's telling the dog his life story, hand gestures and all.

angeal: same deal. immediately treats the dog like a his equal and brings the stray home, and sits him down at the table with the rest of the guys. tells sephiroth to scoot over so the dog can get his place, sephiroth complies. the dog gets a fork and plate. angeal keeps doting—fills the dog's bowl, pets his ears, straightens his napkin, reaches over and steals a chicken wing off genesis' plate because "he's stil growing, genesis. you, on the other hand, stopped growing the minute you discovered high heels."

genesis: offers the stray cat the Banora White he always has in his pocket. doesn't expect it to take it. the kitty, famished, eats it. genesis is now frozen, heart breaking, holding back dramatic tears as he clutches his chest. he leaves and comes back with gift baskets, a sweater, a poetry collection, a miniature chaise lounge, and hauls the kitty into SOLDIER. no one can take it away from him. that's his cat now. "i've named him Solitude. he only drinks spring water now."

cloud: he runs into a hungry stray kitten meow meow meowing for food. "oh… sorry buddy, i don't have any food on me." cloud goes to the store. on the way, he: 1) Helps a kid find his lost chocobo plush, 2) Fights three wild monsters, 3) Gets roped into a milk delivery sidequest, 4) Ends up helping a woman with her failing pet store, and 5) Accidentally joins a cooking contest. Two hours later, returns with a warm can of gourmet cat food.

Cloud: Here you go, buddy :) *The cat turns back into Sephiroth* Cloud: WHAT THE F— Sephiroth: Thanks for the salmon pâté. Cloud: GET AWAY FROM ME

[punksyeet]

- I Hate You, I Love You 2 ❥

Plot: A singular apology is all it took. Did he mean it? Who knows. But it worked.

Warnings: Mature language, manipulation, toxicity, & filthy smut!

A/N: welcome to the second and final part of ihyily <3 i had so many different ideas for this to the point where it almost became another mini series but i fear i only have the mental capacity to write one at a time so this is a little lengthy dhdjejdjsjs 🫣 anywhooo (as stated in warnings) this part does contain some manipulation and toxicity, so please keep that in mind while reading. enjoy! 🤍

part one is here! <3

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** jon’s pov! **

the low hum of josh and i’s rental car takes over as i turn the corner of gianna’s block.

he offered to come along for moral support, but i quickly shut the idea down, knowing i’d be begging this woman for forgiveness at some point.

and while i love my brother to death, that mother fucker is as unserious and tease-loving as they come.

i can just hear it now.

“she got you whipped huh, big bro? big jim on his hands and knees for a whole woman.”

fuck nah.

as i pull up to the front of her place, a flood of memories start coming back.

all them nights where i would come home from a show, tired as hell.

she’d open the door and immediately embrace me, even when i ain’t get the chance to shower at the arena sometimes.

that same night would be filled with stolen kisses in the bath, naked massages, and love making until the sun rose the next morning.

if only i realized what i had at the time.

man i fucked up so bad.

but josh is right. i need to take this one last chance while it’s in front of me. one last chance to make shit right.

i need my lady again. and i intend on getting her back. tonight.

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** gianna’s pov! **

“can i get a sesame chicken combo with white rice, an egg roll on the side, and a quart of egg drop soup please?” i ask the woman on the phone, fiddling with the tie on my plush, light pink robe.

with unintentionally shutting down my mom earlier and, even cutting my toe on a piece of glass while cleaning the broken glass from my mini crashout up, today has been hell.

i mean, every day since jon walked out the door has been hell, but today was just shit.

and what way to make it better than with the one thing that will never betray me: food.

“of course,” she responds, a cheery tone in her voice. “and you said that’s for delivery right?”

“yes,” i reply, before confirming my address and giving her my debit card number.

the faint sound of acrylics tapping on a screen take over before she speaks up again. “perfect. your food should arrive within the next forty five minutes or so.”

i thank her and hang up, immediately tossing my phone to the side and getting up.

i head to the bathroom and, by the time i get there, the faint sound of knocks on my door make me freeze in my tracks.

the last person that came to visit me was….no, it can’t be.

i slowly walk back into the living room and peek outside my living room window.

a black suv is parked right outside.

but it’s not just any black suv.

it’s his.

my breath hitches in my throat.

there’s no way.

brushing away a tear that managed to slip away, i sniffle and take a deep breath before opening the door.

the sight i’m brought with is equivalent to repeatedly being punched in my ribs.

jonathan fatu. the liar. the cheater. the damn near forty year old that swears he’s still sixteen. with a bouquet of my favorite flowers, no less.

and like nothing has happened, like the last time i saw him wasn’t literal months ago, he clears his throat.

“hey girl,” he says, confidence oozing in his tone.

i blink in response.

hi? that’s all? fucking hi?

my nostrils flare and my grip on the doorknob gets tighter.

“can we talk?” he asks, the slightest bit of hope in his voice.

and then, my mouth moves faster than my brain.

“are you fucking crazy, jonathan?” i ask, the expression on my face giving away nothing, but telling him oh so much.

this time, he blinks in response, his face hanging out like a moron.

like he’s completely innocent.

like he’s the reason i haven’t been a bundle of depression since he walked out this exact door all those months ago.

“brother and i are in town for work and i…uh…” he mutters, looking down at the flowers. “i wanted to come see you.”

“for fucking what?” i ask, throwing up my hands. “eleven months later and you finally care to show your face again. what in god’s name could you possibly want from me?”

he takes a deep breath before looking back up at me. “just to talk. that’s all. i swear.”

i shake my head, letting out a soft but extremely bitter laugh. “no. no you don’t get to use those words anymore, jon. your ‘i swear’ means jack shit. just like everything else that comes out of that hole in your face.”

he licks his lower lip and blinks in response.

“so again i ask,” i continue. “why the fuck are you here?”

“ba-“

“don’t,” i cut him off. “don’t you dare.”

he takes another deep breath before nodding slightly. “gi i…i just wanted to talk to you. it’s been so long.”

i scoff, placing a hand on my hip. “you don’t say.”

he looks back down at the flowers before holding them out to me. “i need to apologize, gianna. i can’t live without you no more.”

“you seem to have done a great job of that for the last year,” i reply, looking him up and down.

he shakes his head, taking the hint and putting his arm back down. “baby i-“

“goodbye, jonathan.”

just seconds from the door closing, his foot appears between it and the door frame, causing me to look back up at him.

“i just wanna talk,” he says again, much deeper now.

“if you don’t wanna be put into early retirement, i suggest you move your bitch ass foot now.”

“just gimme a fuckin’ chance, man.”

i open it back up and give him a “bitch are you serious?” look.

“a chance? a chance, jonathan?” i spit out, stepping closer. “your lying, cheating, caniving ass is begging for a fucking chance?”

he runs a hand down his face. “aight aight, not a chance. just five minutes at least? please?”

i run a hand through my hair.

maybe if i give him this he’ll finally stay out of my life.

for good.

“five minutes,” i repeat, emphasizing the ‘five���, opening the door wider and standing aside.

he gives me a soft smile and walks in, stopping mid way to scan the living room.

when the door closes, the turns back around.

i lean against it and cross my arms over my chest, waiting.

“i like what you’ve done with the place,” he exclaims, nodding towards the kitchen, which i recently got redone due to the memories of us at home depot looking for renovation designs.

i roll my eyes and look back at him. “get to the point, dickhead.”

he licks his lower lip in attempt of hiding a shit eating smirk and steps closer.

i let out an exasperated sigh, now tapping my foot.

“aight uh…” he begins, placing the flowers on the banister of the stairs. “first off, i wanna let you know how bad i regret what i did.”

he stops again to run a hand over his face, subtly wiping away tears in the process.

when i show zero emotion, he continues.

“i know how bad i hurt you, bae. i didn’t understand it at the time, but i’m well aware now.”

i stare deep into his eyes, stroking my arm.

“the truth is, i never thought i was worthy of your love. hell, i still don’t. your perfect, gi. your loyal, kind, compassionate, you love unconditionally. and i ain’t worthy of that shit. i don’t deserve it. i never deserved you.”

“and you thought betraying me would change any of that?” i ask, tilting my head to the side slightly. “like turning your back on what we had would make you feel any better?”

when he’s silent, i speak up again.

“do you have any idea how much i loved you, jon? how much i fucking adored you?”

“yes,” he responds immediately. “i knew how much you loved me. and that’s why i walked away.”

i narrow my eyes in confusion.

“because i felt so undeserving of you, i ain’t wanna hurt you. you deserved so much better than me, gianna.”

i put up a hand, shaking my head. “so let me get this straight. instead of breaking up with me, you went out and cheated on me, thinking that it would hurt me less?”

he chews on his bottom lip, nodding slowly.

when i scoff and turn around for the doorknob, he reaches out to hold my waist.

“don’t,” i scold him, backing away from his touch. “don’t touch me.”

he sighs.

“you need to leave,” i continue. “now.”

“baby please,” he begs, walking closer and taking my hand and placing kisses on my knuckles. “gi, i’ve changed. i promise. lemme prove it to you. please.”

i pull my hand away and open the door. “get out, jon. i don’t ever wanna see you again.”

he scoffs. “you serious?”

“do i look like i’m joking?” i ask, mocking his bitchy tone.

his desperate expression turns into a bitter smirk, as he fixes the lid of his snapback. “aight, girl. i’ll leave.”

when he continues to stand there, i nod towards the door. “well? the door is wide open for you.”

he lets out a deep, breathy laugh, showcasing his beautiful smile. “just don’t call me when you’re craving this dick again.”

oh.

my expression fades as he leans in to press a wet kiss to my cheek and starts walking out.

i reach out and tug on his arm, to which he turns around.

i take a deep breath, scanning his body slowly.

fuck it.

with one swift motion, i pull him back in the house, close the door behind us, and pull him in by his chain.

from the second his lips touch mine, it all comes back.

except this time, it’s all the happy memories.

more specifically, how much he loved me. and i loved him.

“i missed these lips so much ma,” he breathes against my skin, dragging his tongue across my lower lip.

“shut the fuck up,” i scold, my voice just above a whisper.

he smirks and lifts me by my thighs, grabbing ahold of my ass and bringing us upstairs.

the kiss never breaks until he practically throws me on the bed.

i damn near drool all over myself when he begins to lift his shirt ever so slowly.

“hurry the fuck up and stop being a tease,” i demand, getting up and pulling it over his head.

he lets out a dark chuckle before pulling me in by my waist and flattening out his tongue to run down my neck.

“fuck jon,” i whisper as he sucks gently just below my ear.

“daddy could never forget your favorite spots little girl,” he mutters, undoing the tie on my robe.

i slide my arms out of it and throw it across the room, now showcasing my entire naked figure.

he pulls away and scans my body, licking his lips.

“even more sexy than i remember,” he growls, reaching out to caress my breasts.

i let out a whimper as he takes one of my nipples between his index finger and thumb, playfully squeezing it.

he smirks, biting his lower lip. “such a sensitive little girl.”

i reach up and pull him back in by his chain once more, claiming his lips and falling back onto the bed.

“get this shit off,” i demand, playing with the waistband of his boxers, which are ever so slightly peeking out of his black skinny jeans.

“yes ma’am,” he teases, placing a wet kiss on my lips before standing up and removing what’s rest of his clothes.

and from the second my eyes are reunited with him, i turn into putty on the mattress.

“look how excited he is,” jon teases, grabbing ahold of his length and sliding his tip between my folds. “he missed you, bae. we missed you.”

“j-jon please,” i beg, throwing my head back.

he smirks, grabbing my face with his free hand and forcing me to look into his eyes. “please what, mama? tell daddy whatchu need.”

i whimper, my eyelids fluttering closed, as he begins to push his tip in.

“f-uck me,” i reply, tugging on his chain. “p-please.”

he smirks, stroking my cheek. “sweetheart, you can be louder than that. what happened to that bitchy ass mouth, huh?”

“fuck meee!” i whine, bucking my hips and uncontrollably grinding against his tip. “i need you so bad, jon, fuck!”

“there she is,” he mutters against the shell of my ear. “my greedy girl.”

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the quiet sound of crickets outside my bedroom window takes over as i gently trace the tattoos on his arm.

“i missed you so bad bae,” he mutters, pressing deep kisses into my hair. “missed my pussy so much.”

when i don’t respond, he gently lifts my chin.

when my eyes meet his, his gaze immediately softens. “you alright?”

i nod gently. “just tired i guess.”

except that couldn’t be more of a lie.

i’m anything but tired, especially with the way he just fucked me like it was our first time all over again.

if anything, i’m on cloud nine.

what i really am though, is disappointed in myself.

why did i let him back in? how could i do this to myself?

he smiles softly and presses his lips to mine for a quick kiss. “get some sleep, ma. i ain’t leaving.”

i nod again and take a deep breath through my nose, laying my head back down on his chest.

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my eyelids slowly flutter open.

instead of a curtain with sunshine peeking through, i see nothing but darkness.

i look over at my alarm clock.

3:23 AM.

i sigh and attempt to roll over, the soreness from in between my legs immediately reminding me of what happened just hours ago.

i eventually make it to my side and go to cuddle deeper into his arms, only to be brought with empty sheets.

he’s gone. again.

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[hope-andwhatnot]

So uh … I would never comment a negative thing on someone’s fic or fan art but I have some … general critiques 🤷‍♀️ that are kind of fandom wide so here we go

1) there are a lot of you that are either too young to drink or don’t drink that don’t know enough about alcohol to write about it. This can be remedied by talking to your friends or family who do drink or by doing some research on the subject but here’s some basics incase you would prefer not to do that

On the rocks means iced. Neat means not iced (and usually straight from the shelf)

Bourbon is sweet, rye and scotch are not. All three are considered a type of whiskey - an alcoholic drink made of grain

Martinis are typically made with vodka, vermouth and olives. A dry one is made with less vermouth. A dirty one has olive juice. Some people like gin instead of vodka (which I think is gross but gin is also cheaper)

You need to drink a significant amount of alcohol (or have a very low tolerance and even still) to black out. I have notoriously sucked down about 8-10 drinks without losing consciousness or memory back in my party days and I am a petite woman who did not drink often outside of the bar scene

2) A lot of you don’t know what jambalaya is and it shows

Jambalaya literally translates to “mishmash” and is a dish that consists of a protein, the holy trinity (bell peppers, celery, and onions), rice and seasonings that directly relate to the chosen protein. My family always made it with kielbasa or sausage, but it can be made with any protein or combo. Also some people add more vegetables but you don’t have to (I like it with peas and corn but that’s just me)

3) there is TONS more to Louisiana cuisine than jambalaya and even more to southern cuisine. Alastor grew up in the middle of the Great Depression so he was privy to the peak of Southern food and culture which is what it is due to this time period where literally everyone was starving

Biscuits and gravy

Seafood boil (shrimp boil, crab boil, crawdad boil, etc)

Fried chicken (skin on to make the meat feel more filling)

The idea that anyone who comes to your home must be offered food and drink and that no one should ever leave hungry comes from this time period. Alastor likely would make sure the kitchen was always fully stocked and that guests were always fed if only because that was the politesse he was raised with and a gentleman (especially a southern one) would never be so rude

Sweet tea

4) Shudder: to tremble or shake

Shutter: a type of window covering popular in parts of the world that suffer from tornadoes. Also used as slang for being closed up tight.

So I’d better not be seeing the phrase “he shuttered” in a fic anymore because that’s not a thing people do. He shuddered

5) hunting dogs do not kill people. Hunting dogs do not kill period. It would be counterproductive to their job and also it is regurgitated PETA rhetoric that targets poor people (people who hunt for their food, notoriously a lower and working class activity as they could not afford to buy meat at the grocery store)

Thank you for coming to my TED talk

[buffetlicious]

After my medical appointment, I was debating whether I should be buying economy rice or sushi takeaway. Since Sushi GoGo (争鲜gogo) is in the same shopping mall, I might as well go recce what they have got to offer. Turned out, they have new bento sets from the limited time Taste of Europe promotion. So, sushi it shall be!

Out of the three new bento sets, I picked up the Euro Fiesta Bento (S$7.50) which featured different fruits paired with the sushi. The first piece I popped into my mouth was the Mandarin & Smoked Duck Breast combo. I never knew I would fall in love with the sweet mandarin orange and salty duck combo. Next, was the Shrimp sushi brushed with a refreshing citrusy sauce and topped with sweet onions. The sharp and tangy flavours are making my tastebuds dance. The Grilled Salmon Belly with a triangle wedge of lime was nice too if not for the bitter aftertaste of lime’s pith. Unlike the bright green shade in the promotion flyer, the dull green mashed avocado on the Salmon & Avocado sushi doesn't look appetizing to the eyes but otherwise still a decent eat.

They named this Blossom Delight Bento (S$8.50) because of the two pieces of Hana Maki and Hana means flower in Japanese. Fresh piece of salmon wrapped around fragrance steamed rice, topped with Japanese mayonnaise and generous fish roe or negitoro. The set also came with two pieces each of Salmon, Scallop and Grilled Salmon Belly sushi which are good to the last piece.

Topmost image courtesy of Sushi Express Singapore.

[inoreuct]

okay okay yes chef sanji is wonderful but baker sanji. confectioner sanji. think about it.

sanji kneading dough on a saturday morning with his shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow. he has flour on his cheeks and one of those cute canvas aprons the colour of a brown paper bag with a million pockets and he keeps getting pissed off because strands of his bangs are constantly falling into his face. he makes sourdough and cheesecake and strawberry pavlova and tangerine tarts and dried mango nougat and carrot cupcakes that everybody eyed suspiciously before they actually tried them and now they're a friend group favourite.

he makes monthly batches of those agar-agar edible crystals for vivi's entire family and ships them by the crate to alabasta. he bakes robin and franky's blue raspberry black forest wedding cake. all of the straw hats have multiple packets of his dark chocolate dried fruit and nut and oat yoghurt brittle in their bags at any one time because they're the perfect snack and they're delicious. he makes red bean matcha mochi for zoro because the mosshead can't tolerate anything too sweet.

he has jar upon jar of aromatic infusions on the shelf: vanilla, black pepper, florals, all steeped in liquor to make high-quality extracts that he has gotten MULTIPLE offers to start a business out of, but he always declines because hello. he's busy cooking for straw hats and co.. luffy and fam. he has no time he is a busy busy man and would you look at that chopper's upside-down apple crumble is ready.

usopp makes him all sorts of contraptions, a high-speed blender, a state-of-the-art stand mixer, an ice-cream machine; sometimes if he's feeling lazy he'll go equipment shopping with sanji and just modify whatever they buy. sanji has a toffee hook on the wall of the galley and a very formidable collection of cookie cutters and piping tips. he's managed to make fondant that doesn't taste like utter trash and it's legendary. his salted caramel cashew macadamia popcorn has and will continue to make grown men cry.

but sometimes, he just chucks some charcoal in a pot and plops it in the middle of the dining table with a bowl of chocolate on top and brings out the fruit skewers, or the marshmallows and graham crackers. sometimes they eat rice krispy treats out of the packaging as they huddle together on the lawn and stargaze just because they can. sometimes the almond and dried cranberry combo just can't be beat and sometimes plain toast with butter makes you see god. but you'd best believe the next day he's up and at it again; his sourdough starter's looking more and more like a sentient life form by the hour and he has seven different things going on at once with two more bowls cooling off in the fridge and the oven preheating. i love baker confectioner sanji.

[crazyunsexycool]

Hi, it’s me again. 🙋🏻‍♀️

I know this is your Reader Appreciation Event, but we all love & appreciate YOU! 💓

(Here’s 2 more)

“Cute interactions prompts”

13 “making each other food”

With Henry helps out by making the new mamas their cravings

21 “doing each other's hair”

Where Lottie finally talks Henry & Bucky into matching hairstyles

I love these prompts!

Reader appreciation week

Warning: talks of pregnancy and weird food combos. Too much talk about pickles 😂😂

Cravings/Twinning

Henry stared at you while processing what you wanted. He’d had a special relationship with food and loved cooking for his family and friends. It was how he showed his love and he was quite skilled. His pastries were always the best. So when he scrunched his face in disgust at you request of rice krispy treats with pickles and peanut butter you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Mama please, can’t the baby like something yummy?” He asked.

“Apparently not but it’s ok sweet boy, I can make this myself.”

“No! I’ll make it.” He says as he rushes to the kitchen. “I wanna do it.”

Henry gets busy pulling out all of the ingredients he’ll need to satisfy this strange craving but he’s happy to do it. It’s another way you two have bonded and for the most part your cravings haven’t need weird.

“So do you want the pickles or the baby does?” He asks as he chops up said offending ingredients.

“Definitely the baby.”

Your mouth is watering as you watch Henry work. He’s nice enough to offer you some slices before dicing the rest.

“Well whatever baby wants I guess. Can the baby eat pickles when they’re born?”

“Nope. They’ll only be able to drink milk.”

“Huh,” he looks up at you thoughtfully. “The baby doesn’t know anything but how do they know about pickles?”

“That is a great question and the answer I have is I don’t know but they sound so yummy right now.”

“Ok well this is almost done mama.”

“Thank you sweet boy.”

~~~~~~

As soon as you were able to, you ate half a batch of pickle and peanut butter rice krispy treats. The plate sat on your swollen belly and you hummed happily as you took a bite out of the treat your son had so happily made for you. Bucky sat beside you on the couch, amused with the sight before him.

“Is it any good?”

“Absolutely,” you nodded. “The best thing I’ve ever eaten.”

Bucky smiles. He’d never truly understand your cravings but as long as you were happy he was happy.

*****************

You were going to be out most of the day. That left Bucky alone with Henry and Charlotte. Sure he takes care of them quite often but they always seem to be better behaved with you. He’d figured out a plan on how to make things go more smoothly though.

In the morning they were still sleepy so it was music and cuddles on the couch. Soft music from the 30s and 40s gave him a nice amount of time to just hold his kids. He even sang quietly to them. Once the kids were up and jumping around Bucky started their day.

They played, went swimming, did arts and crafts, spent time with Sam and Steve and now they were back home. Now they were settled for the evening and watching a movie. Lottie though was wiggling around with excess energy.

“You ok there doll?” Bucky turned his head to look at her. She only nodded. “What’s going on? Do you want something?”

“Maybe.”

Bucky smiled. “What do you need? You know I’ll do anything for you.”

“Anything?” She grinned.

~~~~~~~~~

Bucky should’ve known better than to say he would do anything. Now he sat on the floor of the living room while Charlotte sat on the couch. She was brushing his hair out happily while the movie played. There was a sea of hair ties, bows, clips and hair bands on the couch next to her. He kept thinking that maybe it was time for him to cut his hair off so that his little girl couldn’t do this again but then that would leave Henry alone in this.

“Daddy your hair is so soft, so pwetty.” Lottie says.

“What are you going to do to my hair?”

“Um mama show-ed me how to do piggy tails.” She says and starts dividing his hair down the middle as best she could.

She got one pigtail done and was working on the second one. Her tongue poked out from the side of her mouth while she worked to twist the hair tie.

“All done daddy.” She announces. “Now bubba.”

Henry groans but switches places with his father. He could never say no to his baby.

You walked in a few minutes later. Laughter bubbles up your throat as you take in the scene before you. Bucky Henry and Lottie all have lopsided pigtails and so many hair accessories on you’re sure she used up her whole collection.

“Wook mama I saved some for you. Now we are twinning.”

[dark-bear-productions]

Oh I am very interested in anything you have to offer! Dutch food is one of my least known European cuisines, so I'll take anything 👀

Alright, let’s go over a few quintessentially Dutch dishes. I got this question when I mentioned hutspot, so let's start there. Hutspot has its own Wikipedia page, featuring this pic:

It's boiled potato, carrot, and onion mashed together. Wikipedia tells me its served with klapstuk, which is apparently a cut of beef from the ribs. To my knowledge I've never had that, but my parents used to serve their hutspot with hachée, which is a thick beef, onion (and apparently apple?), and herb stew, so that's pretty close I think. Hachée looks like this:

Keeping in line with this tradition of smashing potatoes and boiled vegetables together, our national dish is boerenkoolstamppot (like German, Dutch enjoys stitching words together; it means kale mash, basically). This looks thus:

As you can tell, the real star of the dish is the sausage. It's rookworst -- smoke sausage --; meat, spices and salt smoked in a horse shoe-shaped casing. I just learned that these were traditionally made in November, the Slaughter Month, which happens to be when kale is harvested, leading to this classic combo.

(By the way: keep in mind The Netherlands didn't have potatoes until the 16th Century. I'm not sure what we did with boerenkool, but hutspot was made with parsnips instead of potatoes.)

On the subject of making interesting sausages: the Dutch looove their fries (usually the thick kind, with mayo), and the best way to eat those is with either a frikandel or a kroket. A frikandel is mincemeat with spices, looking like this:

A kroket is essentially a thick ragout rolled in breading, looking like this (both sausages are popular on bread, too):

While we're talking about food from the snackbar, let’s talk about my favourite junkfood: frietje oorlog (literally war fries, but it means messy fries). These are fries served with mayo, raw onions, and saté, an Indonesian peanut sauce:

Note that having this is fully a result of colonialism. Indeed, the Indonesian rice table is official Dutch cultural heritage. But that's insane to me, so instead I'll use the raw onions to talk about Hollandse Nieuwe (Hollandish New One):

This is herring caught and sold at a specific time of year, eaten gutted, deboned, and decapitated but otherwise raw, with raw onions.

Now, as a final mention before I need to get up, let’s talk sweets. We Dutch love our pastries and cookies, and there's an absolute mass of local and regional cakes and waffles and what have you, but one sweet that actually serves as dinner is the Dutch pancakes:

They're thicker than crepes (and in a restaurant much bigger and thicker than the ones in this picture I got online), but they really are just flour, milk, and eggs fried in a frying pan. They're traditionally eaten with a very dark sugar syrup and powdered sugar, but people put on lots of stuff. A very popular variation has raisins and/or apple slices added in the pan before the batter to have them sit *in* the pancake. Another adds young cow's cheese and folds the pancake like a calzone, yet another fries bacon and pours batter over top. But the main take is that a sweet dinner isn't unusual in The Netherlands.

Alright, I believe these are our biggest hits. There's a bunch more, of course, including regional stuff and things influenced by former colonies, immigrants, etc. But these are some very very Dutch dishes that I have had very very often. Hope you enjoyed the read! Feel free to ask questions.

[mayamiwynwood]

Dinner Show in Miami: Best Food and Cocktail Combos at Mayami Wynwood

When searching for the best food in Wynwood, Mayami Wynwood is the ultimate destination. Known for its vibrant Latin-Mediterranean fusion cuisine, expertly crafted cocktails, and electrifying live performances, Mayami offers a dining experience unlike any other. Whether you’re a local or visiting Miami, this hotspot combines exceptional flavors with high-energy entertainment, making it a must-visit for food lovers and nightlife enthusiasts alike.

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At Mayami Wynwood, food is more than just nourishment — it’s an art form. The menu is carefully curated to bring out bold, rich flavors, ensuring that every bite is an explosion of taste. From fresh seafood to premium cuts of meat, every dish is prepared with high-quality ingredients and expert techniques.

Appetizers That Set the Stage

Truffle Tuna Tostadas

A perfect mix of crispy tortillas, fresh tuna tartare, truffle aioli, and microgreens, delivering a delightful combination of crunch and umami.

Mayan Guacamole

A signature twist on the classic guacamole, topped with pomegranate seeds and served with warm, house-made tortilla chips.

Crispy Calamari

Golden-fried calamari, served with a tangy citrus aioli that perfectly complements the crispy texture.

Entrées That Steal the Spotlight

Tomahawk Steak

A beautifully grilled, massive Tomahawk steak, paired with truffle mashed potatoes and chimichurri sauce for a robust flavor experience.

Seafood Paella

A Latin-Mediterranean classic, featuring saffron-infused rice, shrimp, mussels, and calamari, all cooked to perfection.

Grilled Lamb Chops

Juicy lamb chops glazed with a pomegranate reduction, served with saffron couscous and roasted vegetables.

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No dining experience at Mayami Wynwood is complete without a perfectly paired cocktail. The mixology team crafts innovative drinks that complement the bold flavors of the dishes, creating an unforgettable culinary journey.

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Passionfruit Paloma — A refreshing mix of tequila, passionfruit, and sparkling grapefruit.

Coconut Mojito — A tropical twist on the classic mojito, featuring coconut cream and fresh mint.

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For those looking for the best dinner show in Miami, Mayami Wynwood delivers a seamless blend of exquisite dining and world-class performances. Whether you’re planning a romantic evening, a celebratory dinner, or a lively night out with friends, Mayami promises an extraordinary experience from start to finish.

[rottenpumpkin13]

what are agszc eating at lunch after drills + Turks + Rufus if ya feeling generous ;))

Sephiroth: Lunch is supposed to be standard-issue nutrients with enhanced electrolytes per Hojo's soldier optimization plan. He stares at it once. Blinks. Yeets it directly into the bin. Orders spicy tonkotsu ramen from the mess hall, extra pork, then spends the whole lunch hearing Genesis gossip and stealing fries from Angeal's plate.

Zack: His is so simple, real humble stuff on his tray: three burritos, six chicken tenders, a banana, chocolate milk, two sides of mac and cheese, a protein shake, an entire head of lettuce paired with a bottle of ranch dressing. Adds hot sauce, dips the banana in mashed potatoes "just to see", goes back for seconds, brings thirds to Cloud, eats fourths while making a mashed potato snowman with Kunsel. Unironically calls it "bulking."

Angeal: Chooses a balanced lunch with lean protein, brown rice, salad, and a warm thermos of miso soup. Does not touch a single bite of it. He spends the whole hour putting Zack's drink back upright, cutting Genesis' steak ("you're holding the knife wrong"), transferring greens to Sephiroth's plate, and offering his thermos around to other comrades.

Genesis: After 30 minutes of contemplation, gets a croissant sandwich but surgically removes the lettuce because it's "not a desirable color." Orders a steak. Declares it's undercooked and uses materia to finish cooking it right there on the table. Starts a small fire. Chars his steak, but eats it anyway so Angeal doesn't yell at him. Gets irrationally offended if someone touches his plate, unless it's Sephiroth, who gets a free fry and a high five if he correctly recites act IV of Loveless.

Cloud: Technically has the standard infantry tray: mystery slop, side of bread, maybe a jello. But someone drops off a paper bag stacked with goodies and notes like "For the strongest dude I know :) - Love, Z"

Cloud turns pink and eats every bite like it's contraband, especially the carrot hearts. His infantry biddies think "Z" is Cloud's mystery girlfriend, maybe named Zoey. They have no idea it's Zack.

Rufus: Filet mignon, truffle risotto, artisanal sparkling water, Darkstar gets his own steak cut into cubes. He complains to Tseng the entire meal: "Why hasn't my father died yet?"

Some days, though, he storms in, hair a mess, trenchcoat half-on, orders three Midgar Burgers and a chocolate shake like he's trying to erase his bloodline. Darkstar gets a kiddie meal. Tseng gets his own combo. Eats with Tseng sitting cross-legged on the floor.

Reno & Rude:

Rude: "What do you wanna eat?"

Reno: "Anything's fine."

Rude: "What do. You want. To eat."

Reno: "Anything's fine."

Rude: "Fine! Let's get curry."

Reno: "Eh, not really in the mood for cur—ahkahkahk—!"

Rude, choking him: You will eat the curry and you will enjoy it.

[feyda-enjoyer]

My brother's friend (chapter 1/?)

a/n: 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️ hey hey hey. This is my first time posting a fanfic in this platform and english isn't my first language so pardon me if I made any grammatical mistake. Otherwise, enjoyyy. 🤗

And by the way, guess which character is going to be shipped with y/n😈😈😈

Here's part two👇

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November 1995 It is the first Friday night of November. You are in an apartment laying out plates for you and your brother, Benkei after you just made dinner which is curry, a perfectly good combo with the freshly cooked rice. While enjoying the aroma of the food that you cooked, you heard the the knob of the front door clack and the metal hinge twist accompanied by footsteps. "Do you have any idea how late it is-" your sentence was cut when you turned at your brother's direction, in shock by what you see. "Wh-who?" You pointed out to the guys that he's with. All of their appearance, including your brother's face, look beaten up. Not to mention, they all look somewhat strong so it seemed like they are fighting each other. "Ah- this guy's from Black Dragon, his name's Shinichiro." Benkei pointed at the slim and tall black-haired guy who looked like the one who received the most blows. His gelled up hair now in a mess. "This guy too, he's Takeomi." Your brother pointed at the long haired guy with a scar going down from the right side of his forehead down to his cheek. "and this one's Wakasa, from Koudou Rengou." He pointed at the white haired guy with an earring. "From now on, we're all in the Black Dragons, we're now buddies" your brother declared causing Shinichiro to smile and Wakasa to snicker. Instead of being shook by the fact that your brother got defeated and is now under a different gang, your ten year old mind is just built different. "Whoa, what a rare sight. My ogre brother has made friends with the princes." which made the other guys laugh. "I'm starting to like your sister, Benkei!" Shinichiro hollered while Benkei is pinching your cheeks, "You sure have a lot of things to say about me!" "Of course I do! Inked baldy!" You shouted while hitting his arm to let go of you but instead he pinched you even harder while the laughter of his company got even louder. After a while of wrestling with your brother, all five of you are in the dinner table eating what you had made. "It's amazing y/n. You can cook all these by yourself" Takeomi said. "It's a simple rice and curry. You must be a airhead if you couldn't even make this simple dish, Takeomi-niichan." You replied, unaware that you destroyed a bunch of fifteen year-olds' cooking spirit. "By the way, who wants to watch barbie movies and eat cake with me later?!" You cheerily offered. "We'll be going home after we eat so-" Wakasa declined. "Uwahh... eat and run. Teenagers nowadays have no such thing as tact." You pouted which caused your brother to look at you with the disgusted look that siblings give to each other. "Now, now. No need to be sad y/n Takeomi and I have siblings that you can hang out with. They're about five to six years younger than you" Shinichiro reassured you. "Shin-niichan" "Yes?" "Are you asking me to babysit them?" "Eh? W-well it's not like that-" "I already have enough on my hands. Taking care of an ogre is tough" "Say what now you little shit?! Do you know how many times have I cooked for you?!" "I cooked more than you" "I let you stay here!" "I make this place habitable." "Do you remember when I stayed at grandma's for a month?" you condescendingly stared at him "I came back and this apartment is full of molds" you whispered. "Fine! Do what you want!" "Who says I won't?"

[clatterbane]

It looked earlier today like one chain place I occasionally liked to get quasi Thai food from in the shopping center near us had closed and been replaced by another one.

But, no, apparently it's both now!

The new Halal Brothers signs are prominently billing that as offering the best authentic NYC style food around. (Which may or may not be so. I haven't tried it yet. And I have no point of comparison for what you'd usually get for a kebab plate there.)

That still struck me as sorta funny, sitting in Falafel Town where I have seen at least one other (independent) combo Thai and kebab place--and more specifically with Halal Brothers opening smack in the middle of a notoriously majority Middle Eastern neighborhood where a large chunk of the fast-foody options are already pretty saturated with rather similar kebab and shawarma options.

The vast majority of them already available with fries, and sometimes rice instead of bread. (And my celiac ass has been loving it.) Their basic menu assortment is not nearly the exotic novelty that it seems to be in a lot of the US!

But yeah, Mr. C did make a very reasonable point that if this new location is going to succeed anywhere, it might be there, assuming their food is not terrible. Still feels like a coals to Newcastle type situation.

I'll probably give the new place a try at some point. But, I am also sorta relieved that I can still get my surprisingly decent toned-down red curry just over there too.

[cozysafechaotic]

Sharing food as an expression of love displayed at my Boyfriend's Dad's Fiancé's birthday dinner at a hibachi restaurant: (say that 5 times fast 😂)

My boyfriend and I offering sips of our alcoholic beverage to each other to taste the different drinks

Me moving a portion of my noodles to his plate

Him putting some of his rice on mine

Swapping pieces of our steaks

Him giving me all the mushroom pieces

His dad giving her all his carrots

Her giving him all the rest of her vegetables

His grandpa getting a steak and shrimp combo and sneaking pieces onto his wife's plate - who got a double portion of shrimp

I don't know fam, it was just cute and sweet and hit me in my feels.

[dazzle-writes]

Hello, saw you were doing match ups so wondered if you'd do one for me, with trigun characters

I'm an 160cm thin girl (20 y/o) with long brown curly hair and blue eyes, kinda look like merida from brave if that helps, enfp

I'm a lot like 98' vash (my biggest ever kin fr), goofing around and having fun, making dirty jokes with my friends, very clumsy and bubbly when in good mood, tho i don't shy away from being tough from time to time

I'm friendly and like meeting new people but keeping connections is my biggest flaw. I mostly keep it going with the ones i click with

I love being around people, but don't mind being alone for some periods of time, reading, watching something, drawing or doing whatever hobby i picked on

I'm an archeology student, have passion for history and literature, love psychology and philosophy, love things like true crime and paranormal stories, definitely would like to travel and see what the world and people have to offer. I'm the "do it for the plot" type of person, getting into random situations for the sake of seeing how it'll end and if i'll have a story in the end

When i was younger i was more like some kind of vash-milly combo, but now I'm more aware of people, i can't stand when someone is judgy from the beggining, when someone is too negative about the world and people, because even tho i myself get disappointed in people often, i still think that we should look for positive things in everyday life. Kind of "if life has no meaning, might as well find meaning in small things"

Sorry if this was too long, thank you if you've read this far ^^ and keep up with the good writing, you're doing amazing!

UWAAAA I'm so glad you like my writing! I've been swamped with work lately, so sorry this is taking a while!!

For trigun 98, I most definitely match you up with Wolfwood! You are just that little ray of sunshine he needs to keep going. Plus, he loves that you and him make sex jokes to each other about everything that you can. You two get kidnapped and held by Knives? Non-stop dick jokes. At first you try to at least mutter them under your breath, but soon enough you're both just spouting them out as fast as you can think of them. Knives is just standing there in shock that you can think of so many in a short amount of time. I also think you two would be like, surprisingly close beforehand. He a big cuddler too (have you fucking seen those titties MMMMM) and I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL BUT WOLFWOOD IS TERRIFIED OF GHOSTS!!! Yall go ghost hunting and he is ATTACHED TO YOU LIKE NO OTHER. Homie is throwing round the holy water like he's a raincloud. You one day dig up and old book and are pretty sure that its haunted? He's hiding being his giant cross and shaking in his tight ass pants.

In trigun stampede however, Vash latches onto you like white on rice. You are exactly what this poor bean needs in his life!!!! You teach him to appreciate the little things, and show him that he's allowed to have wants and needs. He enjoys taking you around old crashed spaceships and letting you go wild with the archeological zoomies. In this universe, you also get kidnaped by Knives so Vash follows to come and save you and once again, you make so many dick jokes. The only difference is that Stampede Knives has never seen a wiener in his LIFE and doesn't get any joke you make. Do with this information what you will. Vash also really likes showing you his Plant siblings when his spilled the alien beans. You'd probably enjoy just quietly hanging with the Plant girlies because they just watch you draw or read or they nap! they are very nice when you need to recharge a social battery but don't want to be completely alone. Vash is also a big cuddler and understands having trouble keeping connections with people!! He's always moving so he gets sad thinking about all the people he wanted to grow closer too.

If we wanted to hit up the manga, then id actually pair you with Legato! I think you'd be just the right person to help him let himself be a better and softer person. Your love of psychology would really interest him, and I think you'd be that enemies-to tolerated-to friends-to lovers thing. He also likes learning about humans and the past, and I think that's he would really appreciate you showing him to good side of humanity through psychology and even true crime by showing how people come together and how people react to catastrophe and stress. He needs to see people doing good things, and you are just the person to show him around the world and prove it to him

ALSO SORRY THIS IS LIKE MONTHS LATE I got another job and started school SOBS!!! But I hope you enjoy!!!!

[happi-meals]

Breakfast, lunch, dinner – March 27, 2024

Today wasnt the best eating day for me. Between a few leftover snacks, like chocolate covered almonds, I didnt eat a lot. 😭

Executive dysfunction can cause some brain fog sometimes, and I didnt get enough sleep again cuz my mattress and pillows .... well let's just say theyre tired and expired lol. But I managed to go back to sleep long enough to have enough energy to make a quick breakfast of vegan grilled cheese with Daiya slices, 2 clemintimes, and a few pickle slices. I added pickles to resemble a grilled cheese order at my job lol (we use spears but chips suffice).

After finally gaining a sense of focus and reorganizing my kitchen to the sound of nostalgic breakcore, dubstep, and hyperpop, I almost forgot to eat a late lunch lol. I was pretty consumed in my efforts, esp since its been days since I could muster up focus and energy to get any tasks done. And my goodness am I behind on so much lol!!! But today was good. I even knew that I'd be busy with chores, so I put a cup of white rice on ahead of time and let it stay warm in the rice cooker. I unplugged it eventually to save on the electricity bill (which, last month's was almost $40 cheaper!!!! YEASSS), so it was a lil cool when I tried it. But before I started the rice when I sat down to eat, I finished a chicken siopao bun first. Always good shit!!!

I poured a bit of sweet chili sauce on the rice bed but then had a craving for platains lol. The local Jamaican store I've been frequenting serves them and while there a bit pricey I like to patronize there cuz i try to support local, small business in a town getting eaten up by corpo franchises and receding small business sectors. I drove out to the restaurant, got my fried plantains to go, and headed to my lola's house to pay a visit and also eat what I got there. (As an aside, I have a feeling that I got it that way bc I arrived 30 mins before they closed but they put the plaintains in a small brown bag, which couldnt quite handle all the grease lol. Just thought that was a lil strange but nothing personal or bad! The cashier offered a seperate bag to me to carry it all in and declined bc I was gonna put the plantains in my rice bowl anyway). I ate the plantains with my rice when I got to lola's house and while the commute made the food a bit cold, the sweet chili sauce gave it a bit of spicy heat to make it a good side dish to the soup lola offered me!

She is filipina and loves to cook. When I got there we were watching a movie, but shortly she asked if I wanted any soup she made, which was hot and sour soup. She makes everything homemade and since a kid I enjoyed her food. It was so good I had two bowls. I'll have to ask her one day how to make such delicious soup her way, so when she returns to the Philipines (one of her goals), I can have more things I learned from her. From what I could taste soup had shitake mushrooms, bamboo stalks, egg flower, and baby corn. So savory yet sour. And vegetarian this time! I could go for another bowl as I type this 🤤.

I left half the rice and a few plantains as leftovers but I might eat them as a night snack before bed. I like the flavor combos and I need to up the volume on my serving sizes to get adequate energy and nutrition. This "taking care of urself" shit is hard!

Salamat po, Lola ♥️