#raspberry jam filled cookie

[doovild]

i really love how you draw ppls cookies! can i ask to see more?

i did more then one cause i do actually enjoy drawing friends cookie sonas/ocs !

[endlessdreamworld]

My Sinful Little Angel

a short AU fic featuring secret priest! Sunday of a small village x baker! gn reader

"Thank you again, Mr. Oak," you said as Sunday, the town's resident tailor finished repairing the frayed hem of your apron. "Here," you offer him a half dozen of today's special treat, powdered sugar shortbread cookies filled with raspberry jam.

"Thank you," he gave you a soft smile that made your heart melt. "Here," he offered you up some coins, more than he should but still a paltry amount the judgmental villagers would consider good and proper.

It was part of your little arrangement. You showed up one day out of nowhere, and the town's bakery took you in. You had a roof over your head and a belly full of food, but they paid you next to nothing.

"Tomorrow we're going to be maki--" a knock interrupted your sweet little announcement. It was the baker's son. Sunday didn't miss how your gaze fell to your hands clutching your newly repaired apron, how you seemed so very bashful in the presence of your peer. Oh God in heaven, please smite this wicked fool who dare intrude upon your shared sacred peace and tempt you so.

You gave him a small wave as you headed for the door, "I have to go Mr. Oak, duty calls." You were always so polite and sweet to him, so diligent, always doing more than you should. Sunday noticed the powdered sugar you had graced him with when he paid you for your work and brought it to his unworthy tongue. An ambrosia he didn't earn, one he didn't deserve. You were an angel made flesh, and far too good for a backwater place like this. One day, he swore, he'd do something about it.

As the sun set, he flipped the sign in the window from open to closed before heading off to his second job. Every flock needed a shepherd, and who better to play the role as he? And so the town's church offered a confessional booth service where he served as the confessor.

He settled in behind the screen and prepared his heart for the service. People always had such ridiculous things plaguing them so, but who was he to deny them salvation?

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned."

It was the sound of your voice. He held his breath. He couldn't help but hear how nervous and deflated you sounded. What heresy could you have committed to feel so low? "Speak freely, child," he spoke in an unrecognizable drawl. Sunday preferred anonymity. It was better when people didn't know who they were speaking to.

You sigh inwardly and steel your resolve, "I've been having sinful thoughts about another. One of my fellow peers."

Sunday has heard those very words before, and he didn't like where this was going. He was quite fortunate to be able to steer you away from such an unholy sin. "What sorts of thoughts?"

He listened to the sound of fabric brushing against the confessional screen, the sound of you squirming from discomfort. "Carnal ones I'm afraid. Whenever I'm with him, I pray his hands linger more than they should. Every night, I dream of clandestine meetings -- of the perverted sort."

Sunday hears how very affected you are, and he isn't going to allow some degenerate sully your pure soul and infect your mind. He was almost certain it was that baker boy with the way you could scarcely look at him, but if he were to do anything about it, he would need to be sure. "Those are quite heavy sins, my dear, but the lord forgives all who wish to repent."

"Thank you Father." He can hear the smile in your voice and he has you right where he needs you.

"To repent, it would be best to disclose the name of this wolf in sheep's clothing that assaults your thoughts and faithful heart."

Yes, give me a name. This whisper campaign to your excommunication will be as delicious as it'll be unsurprising. It'll be my revenge for whoever dares touch you so frivolously, my sweet angel.

You got quiet, the sound of conflict. Sunday's chest tightened, anguished by your misplaced sense of guilt. You were trying to shield whoever this dastard was by the kindness of your soul. He knew you needed one final push. "The lord forgives all who sin, even the serpent who tempts you so."

"Well," you swallowed thickly. Agony permeated your words as you work up the courage to oust the blasphemer, "it's Sunday Oak."

[quintinh43]

Stressed Spelled Backward Is Desserts | Quinn Hughes

Summary: Quinn comes home to his girlfriend stress baking.

Pairings: Quinn Hughes x fem!reader

Warnings: Food, Flirting, Fluff, use of terms like baby, honey, love.

Notes: Hi guys!! Holy moly, I did not expect my last post to have so many interactions!! I'm glad yall liked it. Anyways, here's another one! If there's anything else yall think should go in warnings, please let me know! Also, I'm thinking of making a part 2 to this one, so if yall are interested, please let me know! I hope yall enjoyyy. Love Soph.

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Usually, the sound of the apartment door opening would be enough to draw your attention away from what you were doing and greet Quinn with a kiss at the door. Although with the music in the background, the consistent buzz of the stand mixer and the kitchen fan going, you didn't register it.

The first thing Quinn noticed was the smell. It smelt like sweet heaven. Cookies, maybe..? The second thing he noticed was all the different noises. The kitchen fan, the music, a weird buzzing, and what sounded like you mixing something in a metal bowl.

Quinn toed off his shoes, hung up his keys, and peaked into the kitchen cautiously. You were indeed mixing something in a metal bowl. That's when Quinn noticed the absolute massive amount of cookies spread out on the kitchen island. There must've been at least five different kinds.

He turned off the music, and as soon as he did, you whipped around and crashed into his chest, not expecting him to be so close. He grabbed your arms to stop you from stumbling backward.

"Hi," he smiles fondly, pecking you on the forehead.

"Hello," you grin, bumping your head against his chest in greeting.

"Whats all this?" He asks as you wriggle out of his arms to go back to mixing what Quinn assumes is icing or filling of some kind.

"I was stressed," you shrug, as if that explained it.

Quinn looks at you with a raised brow. He sits on the bar stool, shrugging off his suit jacket, loosening his tie and undoing the top few buttons of his shirt "That doesn't explain why it looks like a bakery threw up in our kitchen." He says, plucking a cookie off the plate.

He bites into it and resists the urge to moan out loud. It was still warm from the oven, and the chocolate was warm and melty. On the second bite, he actually moaned out loud because holy shit, there was caramel in the middle.

"You like it?" You giggle

"Mhmm," Quinn mumbles around a mouthful of cookie. You watch him lick chocolate off his thumb, and he gives you a wink that has you blushing.

"You still never answered my question, Love," Quinn says, eyes roaming to the next cookie he wanted to try.

"You've never heard of stress baking?" You ask, holding out a spoon of what looks like raspberry mush for him to try. He leans over the counter and lets you feed him. He smacks his lips together, making a sour face, and you laugh.

"Never in my life, but I think I like the concept." He says, snatching what looks like a white macadamia nut cookie off a cooling rack. "But still, what are we gonna do with all of these? There's no way we can eat this much cookies between the two of us. There must be at least five dozen!"

"Probably closer to eight dozen," you say sheepishly. As if on cue, the oven timer beeps. You don the oven mitts and pull another tray of cookies out of the oven.

Quinns eyes widen, "That's like...ninety-six cookies"

"One hundred and four actually"

"What? No? Eight by twelve -"

"Thirteen," you interrupt

"Love, a dozen is twelve." Quinn says, watching as you mix the raspberry lemon jam thing into cookie, another batch of cookie dough.

"A bakers dozen is thirteen." Quinn's eyes go wide.

"Damn. I don't know if I should be concerned about what's causing you so much stress or if I should start stressing you out once in a while for the sake of some dessert." He jokes.

"Oh honey, you don't have to stress me out, to bake for you. I will bake you whatever you want whenever you want. All you gotta do is ask." You pause in thought for a moment "and maybe fuck me" you add with a mischievous grin.

Quinn grins leaning over the counter "baby i'll fuck you whenever you want, wherever you want, however you want, all you gotta do is ask."

You roll your eyes at him, unable to keep the smile off your face. "You wanna lick the spoon?" You ask, holding the jam spoon out to him.

"I wanna lick you," he grins, closing his lips over the spoon. A blush instantly rises to your cheeks, and you flick the end of the spoon that hangs out of his mouth. He groans as it clangs against his teeth, dropping it onto the counter as you laugh at him.

"Go change and come help me," you say, leaning over the counter to kiss him. He kisses you back happily "yes chef" he murmers against your lips.

He kisses you one more time before disappearing into the bedroom to change. He comes back out dressed in a black henly and grey sweats, with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows.

If you hadn't just made over one hundred cookies, you'd be having Quinn as your snack because holy shit did he look fine. Damn you were lucky to have him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Quinn asks a little self conscious, as he dons the apron you hand him.

"I'm just thinking about how I'm so lucky to have you." You smile, standing on your tip toes to press a kiss to his lips. He wraps an arm around you, not letting you pull away. He tastes like raspberry. 

"I love you Y/n" he murmers against your lips with a grin.

"I love you too," you say, bumping your hip against his, "come on, these cookies aren't gonna shape themselves"

"So bossy." he chuckles, getting to work beside you. He stands close enough so that your hips and arms are brushing against each other as you work.

After a few hours, a flour fight, a couple dozen more cookies, a thorough scrubbing of the kitchen and a shower, you and Quinn lay on the couch with a half eaten plate of cookies infront of you.

"Y/n love, what are we gonna do with a hundred cookies?"

You sigh. That was a problem you'd been trying to solve for the past while. You couldn't very well throw them out. "Could we give them to the team?"

Quinn taps his chin in thought, "I don't want them to know how good of a baker my girl is, or they might try to steal you from me"

"Don't worry, they couldn't take me from you if they tried." You smile, pressing a kiss to chin,"but seriously, can we give them to the team?"

Quinn sighs dramatically. "Yes, I suppose we can. They are gonna have to do extra laps for them, though"

"Yay!" You jump up from the couch, dragging Quinn with you, to help box up all the cookies for him to take to practice later. After boxing up all the cookies and helping Quinn take them to his car, you kiss him goodbye and reluctantly go back to your studying.

As soon as you open your laptop, you sigh, remembering why you decided to bake a hundred cookies instead of work on this stupid shit. You text Quinn to have a good practice, and with that, you get back to work.

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Wc: 1.2k

[redrose10]

🌹 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥

To-Do List♥️

Yoongi

Series

𝓒𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓷 & 𝓥𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪 (Completed)

Summary: You were selected to marry the wayward CEO/Billionaire/Heir, Min Yoongi. You went into it with an open mind and heart determined to try and make it work. Yoongi on the other hand had no intention of ever letting you in let alone allowing himself to fall in love with you. Slowly you start to associate the smell of cinnamon and vanilla with the feelings of hurt and sorrow.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 The Proposal

Alternate Ending 1 (very angsty) Alternate Ending 2

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓮 𝓘𝓷𝓷 (Ongoing) (On hold)

Summary: You have never experienced true love which is hilarious considering you write romance novels for a living. When you end up staying at The Interlude Inn located in Holly Falls you start to wonder if maybe the answer to your newest love story is sitting behind the welcome desk. Quickly, you find out that Min Yoongi hides a lot of pain and sorrow behind his shy smiles and quick glances.

Part 1 Part 2

Raspberry Romances (Completed)

Summary: There’s no one on this planet you hate more than your coworker/secret crush Min Yoongi. He’s an arrogant, rude, womanizer who gets under your skin every single shift and you can’t wait for your day to be over so you can get away from him. Unfortunately when Jimin, your caseworker from The Ministry of Adoration, shows up offering you both a raspberry jam filled cookie, things take a surprising turn for the worst and you can no longer get away.

Chapter 1- Coffee and Cookies

Chapter 2- Whiskey and Wedding Cake

Chapter 3- Tea and Tteok-bokki

Chapter 4- Sparkling Cider & Strawberry Pie

Chapter 5- Tacos and Tangerine Juice

Cold Brewed Love (Completed)

Summary: When you begged the owner of Jin’s Java House to hire more employees you didn’t mean for him to stick you with the cold, rude, arrogant CEO Min Yoongi. Over time something begins to brew between you both and you end up forced to make decisions way above the pay grade of a cafe barista.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Cherries (Completed)

Summary: He hated them yet they became a symbol of your love for each other. Until one day they just might be what tears you apart.

Part 1 Part 1.5 Part 2

Who Rescued Who? (Completed)

Summary: With only a few dollars left to your name you weren’t sure how you were going to survive. Thankfully, Suga’s Cat Cafe came to the rescue offering you a job when you needed it most. Not only did it pay decently it also came with perks like unlimited free coffee and a cute, but grumpy cafe owner named Yoongi. At first you believed it was him that saved you at your worst, but as time went on you started to wonder…who rescued who?

Part 1 Part 2

One-Shots

He Knows

Promise

The Beanie Blues

Oblivious

I’d love too

24 Hours

Cuddle Noodle

These Cheeks are Yours Forever and Ever Babe

I Bet You Say That To All Your Girls

Cravings of Love

Pretty Eyes

Wish Upon A Star

Honey Hotteok

Birthday Cake From Hell

Drabble Game

Jin- 1

Yoongi- 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Hobi- 1 2

Namjoon- 1 2

Jimin- 1

Picture Game

Everything Will Be Okay Nervously in Love (NSFW)

Pumpkin Spice Lattes Three Little Words

Even Zombies Need Love

Tulip Trees

A Growing Family

The Devil is Beautiful

Min F.cking Yoongi

Secrecy

Hair Tutorials

Kangaroo Vows

Maybe In the Next Life Part 2

Prompt Game

Bonnie and Clyde

Fire & Ice

Beauty and the Frog

Lemonade (Jungkook)

Do You Want Some Ramen?(Jungkook)

I Will Always Love You

The Silent Game (Taehyung NSFW)

The Cookie Jar (Namjoon)

Sprinkles

Valentines Prompt Game

Quiet Baby

Six Annoying Cupids

The Boy Next Door

Be My Valentine

Confetti Cake Crush

Namjoon

Rock-A-Bye-Baby

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bakery girl ★

angela girratana x fem reader

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this is the worst monday angela has had in months. from the moment she woke up late, missing the time to go to the gym before work, to now, with her current realisation her lunch is definitely still in her car and is definitely inedible. not to mention the irritating itch under her skin, the tension in her shoulders and frustrating urge to be drumming her fingers or bouncing her knee or ANYTHING.

so now the only task on angela’s mind is finding something fresh to eat. rushing to leave the smosh building, she finds herself in a bakery. not a big bakery, or a cramped one, one with a soft muted colour palette with walls filled with beautifully hand written signs and drawings, it’s warm from the recognisable heat radiating from behind the counter and well lit from the sunlight. there’s a constant stream of white noise from the fridges and machinery. it’s nice. angela notes before subconsciously relaxing slightly, until she saw the displays.

rows and rows of pastries, rolls, danishes, anything. cookies, muffins, scrolls, scones, savoury rolls, braids, slices, stuff she couldn’t even name. her head was spinning. what the fuck do i even want to eat?

“too many choices?” huh?

angela looks up to the source of the voice.

“trust me, i think the same thing when i look at it” it’s a girl. dressed in a simple uniformed shirt, fitted apron and a hat. a pretty girl. “do you feel like something sweet or savoury?”

she’s asking me a question oh god. “i think savoury?”

the bakery girl smiles at her before taking a step back to look at the case of baked goods, assessing each product, looking for something, something that angela suddenly wishes to be privy to. bakery girl looks at what must’ve been a clock “is this going to be for your lunch?” angela nods not trusting herself to speak, bakery girl is looking back at her again “well the pizza rolls are a big seller but if i had to recommend anything, you should get the spinach and feta braids. i just had that on my break they’re perfect today, i promise you’ll love them”.

once again angela nods, and watches the girl grab the pastry and finalise the transaction, unexpectedly studying the way bakery girl moves.

after reaching the office, angela wanting to not waste any more of her lunch break, sat at an empty table and began eating the danish. bakery girl was right. angela thought going for another bite. soft butter pastry braided with crumbled pieces of feta and thinly cut spinach in it, truly perfect.

maybe it was the quaint corner shop bakery, or the pretty bakery girl, or the pastry, but this monday ended up being one of the best mondays she’s had.

-

a week later angela finds herself having déjà vu; paralysed in front of the overwhelming shelves of pastries.

“sweet or savoury today?” maaaajor déjà vu

“umm maybe sweet this time?” angela answers while looking up from the cursed case of food to see bakery girl. same uniform, same fitted apron and hat, same pretty smile, and as she steps back to examine the baked goods, angela can’t help but watch her again like last time, trying to find what it is that bakery girl can see that she can’t.

suddenly her eyes light up. “what about a raspberry coconut slice? its a shortbread base with layers of jam and coconut meringue, and then i grated a little bit of lemon zest on top.”

how could i say no? angela could feel herself relax completely. “how could i say no?” and now she could feel the urge to punch herself in the face.

thankfully, bakery girls laughs, a soft one but it’s more than enough for angela. she leans on the counter as bakery girl hands her the slices. “i hope you like them, they’re one of my favourites to make”

WOAH PAUSE

“you made them? you bake?” angela can barely get the words out, excited by the sudden opportunity to know her. she watches as she’s taken aback but the question, blushing softly.

“well a little? i’m usually just decorating the bigger custom cakes in the display fridge” she points to a seperate display of cakes “i used to bake, but the overnight shifts kill me”

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“and so what did you say?” chanse says as angela retells this mornings interaction with bakery girl.

“well some other worker came up and asked her a question and so i just”

“you said nothing? angela really?” he cuts her off, knowing that she has zero rebuttal. in defeat she looks down at the last piece of the slice left, rethinking over the conversation. “do you know her name at least?” eyes snapping back to chanses face as she tries to recollect the small bits of info she does know about bakery girl.

“she doesn’t wear a name badge” i don’t know her name

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every monday from that week on angela made it her mission to learn bakery girls name, and over the past seven weeks of spending the first part of her lunch break at the bakery, she still doesn’t know her name. angela is nearly at breaking point. seven mondays planning how to ask, and seven mondays of her leaving with a new fact about bakery girl, a new pastry to try, and a growing frustration at herself for never asking.

sitting at her desk on wednesday morning, angela indulges in her current favourite activity of pining over the nameless worker with mesmerising eyes and a knowledge of baked goods. after trying a new pastry each week, angela can’t help but think about the brownies she got on monday. dark chocolate brownies that was made by the girl.

well chanse and amanda wanted to try, it’s more for their benefit than mine. angela convinced herself as she approached the bakery. she might not even be there so it’s not like im being weird.

as she pushes the door she sees her. in the same spot behind the counter, with the same simple uniform shirt, fitted apron and hat and name badge talking to a customer.

SHES WEARING A NAME BADGE?!

she can’t believe it, shes still too far away to read it without her glasses but it’s clearly there pinned to her shirt and the closer angela gets, the stronger her hearts beating. this is the moment she finally gets to learn the name of the girl she’s been pining for.

the other customer leaves and it’s just her and bakery girl face to face again. since angela has stopped looking at the displays for the past few weeks she witnessed the signature smile she’s acquainted with form on bakery girls face.

but she doesn’t have to be bakery girl anymore, angela glances at the badge. BLARN.

blarn? is that her name

“i wasn’t expecting to see you so fast, monday must’ve come early this week” blarn (blarn???) comments, settling on her elbows as she leans on the counter.

angela laughs, feeling herself rapidly becoming flustered “those brownies you picked on monday were so good so i thought i should share them this time” she laughs at angela’s words and usually angela would be pleased but she can’t look away from the name badge. there’s so many questions.

is that her name? why doesn’t she wear it on mondays? why today?

she’s so absorbed in her thoughts she didn’t even see her grab the brownies ready for her to pay

“hey, you there?” she’s asking me a question oh god oh god

“your name badge” angela fights the words out of her mouth, already feeling herself cringe at her stuttering delivery, quickly tapping her phone to pay as if to try to move on from her comment. bakery girl looks down at the badge, almost as if she’s as equally shocked by the plastic

“oh yea my manager only works wednesdays with me, so when he is in, i have to have a name” she explains softly laughing at angela’s dumbfounded expression.

“ah” a beat.

don’t say anything stupid don’t say anything stupid ang don’t say anything stupid “so what do people call you every other day?” WHAT

she laughs, and angela can feel her internal battle melt away. “it’s (name), blarn is just a fake name”

(name). angela wishes she could tattoo it on her brain, but all she can do is laugh in response, but before she could respond (names) eyes are no longer looking at her, but at the customer that’s unknowingly broken the moment. angela watches as (name) sends her an apologetic smile before having to attend the customer.

usually angela would just head back to the office, but the second she stepped outside she knew she had to go back.

pushing open the door, she waits behind the customer, catching (names) eyes and smiles at her confused but happy expression. once it’s her turn, angela speaks first.

“i’m angela. i didn’t tell you it before but im angela”

“i’m (name)” she giggles “it’s nice to finally know your name”

angela feels like her chest is going to burst “it’s nice to finally know yours, (name)” (name). angela wants to scream her name from the rooftops, more so after seeing the blush gracing (names) cheeks.

feeling her phone buzz, knowing that it’s chanse asking her where she is she knows this is best time to ask.

“can i..” come on ang just ASK “can i get your number?”

“i was hoping you would ask”

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a/n for someone to still think you’re pretty when you’re in your work uniform is the greatest compliment

sorry if this is long and written like a book, that’s what i’m used to 💔

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

twst food culture part ii

This is a supplementary post to continue off of this larger TWST food culture compilation post (as that one is getting super long as is).

Shaftlands

General

Macarons are one of the Shaftlands' signature sweets. Cream and raspberry, as well as lychee, are the popular flavors at the moment.

Macarons can be frozen so recipients can eat them fresh.

There are people who collect the stylish boxes that macarons come in.

According to Vil, mixing flavored syrups with carbonated liquids is common in the Shaftlands.

Stewed foods are the Shaftlands' specialty. This is because there are many stories about the Fairest Queen preparing many foods in a pot.

Apples are the most popular fruit in the Shaftlands. They are used for drinks, desserts, jams, and even savory meal items.

The Shaftlands favor flavored teas

Fairest City/Maquillaville

There are few food stands in Fairest City. This is because eating on the streets is seen as bad manners.

It is known for its luxury restaurants.

There is a strong cafe culture.

Queen's Film Studios sells cookies in tins shaped like the Sea Witch's shell necklace.

Fairest City is famous for its cuisine and sweets. Their sweets in particular are well developed due to the city's cafe culture.

Sweets with a pleasant appearance are popular. The most famous of patisseries make sweets which are like pieces of art.

Some sweets featured in famous patisseries include tarts, chocolate, mousse, macarons, brioche, roll cakes, financiers, mille-feuilles, strawberry tarts, and cakes shaped like apples with apple sauce inside, caramel apples, etc.

A specialty of Fairest City is "cream puff rings", which are cream puffs in ring shapes. They are meant to resemble wheels on rail cars, since Fairest City is located near mines. It is said that the cream puff rings (which is filled with a thick, high-calorie cream) were originally given to hard-working miners to restore their energy.

Luxury stores may offer amenities in addition to providing their services or helping customers shop. For example, staff may offer VIP clients drinks or chocolates.

Fairest City’s hotels have swanky restaurants built into them for guests to dine in. The fanciest of eating establishments are five star restaurants that have full sets of cutlery and napkins which you unfold and place in your lap.

The hotel restaurant we eat in for Tapis Rouge is called Haute Cuisine.

Fancy dining establishments offer food à la carte (ordered by the plate) and prix fixe style (picking your courses from a predetermined selection).

There is a drink called “Diabolo Menthe” served in Fairest City. It is a spearmint flavored syrup mixed with a slightly carbonated liquid. Very refreshing! (This is most likely a reference to the potion that the Evil Queen drinks to transform into an old woman.)

Eric Venue, Vil’s famous movie star father, uses a five-star restaurant to cater buffets for his movie shoots for every 6 hours of work. They also have snacks and drinks on demand (“craft services”), which includes coffee, milk, tea, juice, chocolate, fruits, and pancakes and waffles. Lots of light foods!

Many dishes at high-class eateries are French. For example, hors d’oeuvres might include escargot (snails), foie gras de canard (duck foie gras), and terrine a la campagne (country-style terrine). Courses are also named in French (viande and poisson courses, etc.).

Some dishes served include boeuf bourguignon (a beef and red wine stew) filet mignon de porc aux pruneaux (a pork filet with dried plum; it is made with pig heart, bouillon, and sauce), and flounder poêlé (flounder with an herb sauce). The beef bourguignon is a favorite dish in the five-star hotel restaurant that caters for Eric Venue.

Pork, especially the heart, is prized meat in Fairest City. Many of its dishes are pork-based. There is a story about how the Fairest Queen needed a heart for one of her potions and had her huntsman hunt as a tribute to her; the filet mignon de porc aux pruneaux dish was born from this legend.

The restaurant that caters for Eric Venue has a specialty dessert called tart fine pomme. It is a thin tart with slices apples. The restaurant uses the highest quality of apples (from Harveston), which are grown in a special soil, for their dishes and drinks.

Sage's Island

Night Raven College

The Mystery Shop sells certain limited breads.

The school cafeteria serves pies so delicious that they impress even students that hail from the Queendom of Roses. This is because one of the ghost chefs studied abroad in the Queendom.

Heartslabyul (cont. from part i)

Unbirthday parties can include meat pies, egg tarts, tarts, icing cookies, washed down with milk tea.

They also serve a drink that seems to be a reference to the Drink Me beverage in Alice in Wonderland. It changes flavor with every sip!

It is tradition to eat scones with lots of butter and jam.

Black tea is traditional in the Queendom.

Queendom of Roses (cont. from part i)

The Queendom is known for its pies.

Oysters are popular in the Queendom.

Scalding Sands (cont. from part i)

Spiced teas are what’s popular.

Coral Sea (cont. from part i)

Apples are imported.

The Coral Sea's water is good quality and rich in minerals, since many kinds of fish and aquatic plants live there. When those lifeforms decompose, they add minerals to the water.

Sunshine Lands

Ultramarine City

Fishermen are strong navigators; they grew up listening to tales of a man that saved a mermaid with his navigational skills and sought to hone their own abilities.

Fish that are too small to be sold are fed to seagulls. They are cherished as birds that can see through lies, as a seagull spotted a trickster’s disguise and prevented a groom from being deceived by this false bride.

Seafood is a local specialty, as the city is by the coast.

There is a hotel that overlooks the sea. It has a restaurant (Sunshine Bay Restaurant) that serves a very special local dish (freshly caught crab) for its guests.

Italian terms, like antipasto, are used to refer to dishes. The Sunshine Bay Restaurant serves octopus carpaccio (with capers, peppercorn, lemon, and olive oil) and seafood platter (mussels + oysters with lemon) appetizers. It’s all fresh!

The primo piatto they serve is something starchy like rice or pasta, for example a seafood risotto packed with shrimp, clams, scallops, octopus, squid, and mussels + grated lemon peel or a porcini mushroom orzotto.

The secondo piatto is when fish or meat mains are server. In the event, we have crab txangurro, made from freshly caught crab. Meat is shredded, incorporated with sauce, and baked. It is served in the shell, with vegetables, breadcrumbs and béchamel sauce.

The restaurant also serves white fish acqua pazza. It has a whole fish in it, soaked in tomato and olive oil sauce, then is steamed and baked.

For dessert, the restaurant serves a crostata with a berry filling. It’s similar to a tart but is more moist.

Sailors often eat fish daily on their voyages, so they prefer to eat things other than fish when they are back on land.

Guests are encouraged to catch their own crabs with their bare hands; the local crabs are smart and fast, making them hard for land dwellers to capture. The hotel’s chef will then cook them up.

Water, food, and oil ate kept in barrels and loaded onto ships. They are strong and airtight; the round shape makes them easy to transport.

Ultramarine City has a facility that hands out transformation potions to merfolk that want to work and study on land. They also host a land boot camp, which teaches merfolk about land life, such as what foods to expect and to not touch fire.

Ultramarine City sells gelato.

In the Sunshine Lands, they eat gelato sandwiched in brioche bread. It can be eaten even by sailors on rocking ships.

Jade refers to the eateries as ristorante and taverna, the latter of which are more casual eating spots.

Preserved ham (prosciutto) is a local specialty. Salted and smoked, they are a nutritious way to replenish energy on long sea voyages. Many shops suspend huge hunks of the stuff from the ceiling and display them in store windows. When it's the meat on the bone, it is called a ham log, but the prosciutto can also be served on pizza with mozzarella and a thin crust with olive oil.

Saltimbocca is veal, chicken, or pork topped with prosciutto and sage and then quickly pan fried. Simple but tasty, so it's popular!

The canned tuna is a local specialty. Regular canned tuna uses salad oil, but Sunshine Lands' canned tuna uses olive oil, which permeates in the flesh and makes it taste better. It's also more convenient to use for salad dressings.

There is also tuna sold by the jar; these are prepared by hand and are high-quality.

Lemons are a local specialty.

Sunshine Bay has a Sunday Market. They sell fresh seafood and bread, cooking utensils, seasonings, souvenirs, and other things. The market began in the olden times, when sailors would return from voyages and sell the fish they caught and items from foreign lands.

Jade says that Ultramarine City is best represented by olive oil or lemon syrup. Sea salt is also a specialty product; it has a lot of minerals and a rich umami flavor.

Amaretti are served here! They're meringue sweets (which maracons originated from, hence why they have a texture similar to a macaron shell) that don't use butter or margarine. They have little moisture and keep well, so they're great for long voyages. The ones in Ultramarine City use both sweet and bitter almonds.

Frit (small fish and french fries fried and put into a bag) is a popular street food.

[theallianceofcelestials]

Hello, this is my first ask on this account (at least im 99% sure it is), and I was wondering if you could give a little uh drabble I think you called it? Of Bloodmoon and Lunar just like. Causing chaos or bonding or whatevs, im not picky but I just really love the three of them so much

I'm going to do it SEA style then, cuz you didn't specify if you want any other fics or even just canon divergence thingy, hope that's fine dear :)

"Alright! Here's the plan!"

His big brothers are looking at him attentatively, and he knows he can count on them no matter what happens.

"Dad keeps the cookie jar at the top! And I know from reliable sources he's made a fresh batch of raspberry jam and chocolate filled pillows."

The twins' optics fill with stars, and Lunar knows he has them. If he didn't before, now he surely does.

"I need you to get me to the upper cabinets so I can latch on! Between the three of us we should be fine!"

Bloodmoon looks into the distance, and he knows what they're gonna do before they even say it

"I speak with other"

Lunar waits patiently as they sit down to bash their head into the floor, anxiously grabbing their phone so he can look at the time.

Eclipse said he can't keep everyone out for long. They only have a short window to do this!

"Very well, we'll go along with your plan! On the condition that you won't rat us out."

"Deal!"

They shake on it, and he knows from their shit-eating grin what they're about to do.

He still shrieks when they hoist him into the air, then laughs as they throw him a couple times. Then they're separating and it's back to business.

Bloody smiles down at him, and he grins back. Rusty is already waiting for them by the cabinet, ready to hoist the both of them up.

It's much easier to do this with two people, and no shade to Clipsy, but he's not the strongest either. But Bloodmoon are! So it goes much more smoothly!

He takes six pillows this time, two for all of them, and jumps back down. His brothers catch him.

"Let's get rid of the evidence brother!"

"I don't believe father will take well to this blunder."

Rusty, the kinda killjoy that he is, is looking at him pointedly. Lunar just smiles

He's going to do this again, thank you!

[gremlinfirlex]

My submission for the @destielvalentineszine2025 - a recipe for a wedding! Full text for both recipes below the cut if anyone is curious <3 Also please tell me what cookies you think other characters are bringing to the wedding!

Jack's Love Heart Thumbprint Cookies

Ingredients: - 100g butter - 175g caster sugar - 1 egg - 1 tsp vanilla - 200g plain flour - Pinch of salt

Method:

Cream together the butter and sugar, you will know it's ready when it's fluffy and lightened in colour. Add the egg and vanilla and mix again.

Mix in the flour and salt until fully combined, remember to scrape down the sides of the bowl! If your dough is too sticky to handle, you can add some more flour or knead the dough on a flat surface to bring it together.

Preheat the oven to 370F/180C while you roll small balls of dough and place on a lined baking sheet.

Gently press the balls down into discs (around 1-2cm thick). Using your thumb, press twice to create a heart in each cookie, then carefully fill each heart with jam.

Chill the cookies in the fridge for 10-20 minutes before baking them for 10-15 minutes (chilling them first helps them retain their shape!)

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Bobby's Berry Jam

Ingredients: - 125g frozen berries (I prefer raspberries!) - 1tbsp lemon juice - 100g sugar

Method:

Place everything in a pot and bring to a boil while stirring constantly to prevent the sugar from burning.

Reduce the heat to a simmer and cook until you reach your preferred jam texture, make sure you're still stirring!

You can test if your jam is ready by seeing if it coats the back of a spoon, or if it solidifies on a cold plate.

Allow to cool before use. Be careful, hot sugar can be dangerous!

[skyler1290]

Right, I'm bored and it's late in the night, so I wrote down some random stuff about each of the neo-ancients. Also, there may be a few hints (and one outright saying) of some of their powers down below.

Dark Choco Cookie

- Remember how I said Dark Choco wanted to hide any and everything reminding him and the people around him about his father? Well, he once dyed his hair (of course, to hide its color since it looked really similar to his father's hair). He dyed it blonde (it was the only color he could find), and Choco absolutely regretted it the moment he looked in a mirror. After a day or two, he removed the hair coloring and vowed to never do such a thing again. Stormbringer teases him about this from time to time.

- Choco doesn't react very well when his father is mentioned. That's something him and Frigid have in common.

- Every sword he's felt after the Strawberry Jam Sword hasn't felt right. He can still fight well, sure, but it's like his full potential can't shine through.

- Him and Kouign-Amann sometimes switch swords, just for funsies.

- "What do you mean I can teleport, now?"

- Unsure. He's unusure. About what, you ask? Everything.

Kouign-Amann Cookie

- She's not a Paladin in this AU, but she's aware of them. Kouign likes them and holds admiration for the Crème Knights, however. Not like they'd ever accept her with her parentage, though.

- The cult is after her, and though she acts brave, deep down, paranoia has become a recurring feeling.

- "My father's a cult leader disintegrating people. Do you think I'm ok?!"

- She's always up for a spar with her fellow neo-ancients. Sword fighting is one thing she's really passionate about, after all, and a certain daughter of Dragonberry Cookie shares such an interest.

- Ambition is good. After all, she literally holds the Light of Ambition. But, it also serves as her fatal flaw.

- Healing was never something Kouign-Amann thought she'd be good at. That was more of Saint Vanilla's thing, right? Her Soul Jam may have changed her mind on that.

Raspberry Cookie

- Loyalty is her fatal flaw. It's the same concept as Kouign-Amann having ambition as her fatal flaw while being the holder of the Light of Ambition.

- Her and Royal Berry aren't close, but she does worry about her older brother. She also isn't close with Jungleberry, though she definitely finds her as a respectful figure. Princess Cookie is the only one she's interacted with regularly. They're ok with eachother, and Raspberry is definitely glad to also have someone who finds her freedom important. She views Princess Cookie more like a younger sister than a niece.

- Despite not being blood related to anyone in House Raspberry, she's usually counted as part of it anyways. This is due to a few things she has done for them which has helped significantly. She is aware of Raspberry Mousse Cookie, and she's definitely still proud like canon (that doesn'r change the fact she'd never say it out loud).

- Unlike Dark Choco, Raspberry cut her hair right before she ran away from the kingdom, leaving the cut off hair on her chamber's bathroom floor.

- Just to add more onto it, there's a lot of things she wouldn't say out loud. Each reason is either due to pride, hurt, or even both. The topic of Dragonberry Cookie falls under the last reason mentioned.

- "I miss the kingdom. Was this what Dark Choco felt?"

Mercurial Knight Cookie

- Mercurial is the most calm and stoic out of all of the neo-ancients.

- The other neo-ancients are still unaware of Mercurial Knight's original flavor. The cookie himself is still working that out. Does he want to stay with the identity he has now? Or did that imply that he was loyal to Midnight Lily's cause?

- He misses Elder Faerie, deep down. He had been something that filled the void Midnight Lily had left. But now he's gone, and he accepts that. He holds the Light of Detachment, after all.

- Though, he feels guilty. Mercurial Knight Cookie knows what he's doing is right, but that doesn't lessen the fact he may have grown some sentimental attachments. He misses the Faerie Kingdom. He misses his mother. But he doesn't show it. It's all in the past now, and it's time to move on. Surely time will heal everything.

- "My flavor, you ask? My apologies. I'd rather not say."

- He finds the Light of Detachment's voice as something that brings him up and reminds him of his one true goal: to save Earthbread from the former ancients and protect his fellow neo-ancients while at it. This was an oath he took silently. Unlike the last one, he would not break it.

Stormbringer Cookie

- If you want to know her personality, I'll first have to ask you a question. Do you know what 'EPIC: The Musical' is? If you do, she's almost exactly like Hermes.

- Stormbringer is a demigoddess, but she acts as if she was a full goddess most of the time and refers to herself as the latter. One day, she hopes to ascend to true godhood in a good way unlike her mother.

- Her Soul Jam provided her with less powers than the others since Stormbringer already had quite a few to begin with. The witches wouldn't want someone else becoming too overpowered now, would they?

- "What do you want me to do? Scare them off by sounding some thunder?"

- Connecting to the info above, Stormbringer possesses the ability to sound thunder (but that doesn't mean lightning will strike).

- She often brags how her weapon is the coolest out of all of the equipment the neo-ancients have. They all can't help but agree when it comes to that.

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Sorry for any typos. I'm tired so I'm not going to be rereading this post. I could've written this tomorrow, but I love the BAAU so much, I couldn't help myself.

Beast Ancients AU by @cuppajj

[seer-eneflorecita]

Elain's Cookie Exchange

Here is a recipe for a type of cookie sandwich that I bake often! My familia calls them "jam cookies". It's a fun recipe because the fruit and the filling are interchangeable with other flavors. I have made a biscochitos-with-maple-butter version, a strawberry version, as well as a cardamom-with-orange-marmalade version. I recently saved this specific one from @razykitchen because this year we'll try raspberry 🩷

I adore this idea @elainarcheronweek, I am saving all the recipes ✨

[benfieldhomebakery]

first bake of 2025 and one of my favorites!!

these fresh strawberry shortbread sandwich cookies are so easy to make and so delicious. you could also make these with blueberries, raspberries, etc. for a different flavor

ingredients

for the shortbread:

- 125 g unsalted butter, room temp

- 60 g granulated sugar

- 1 tsp vanilla extract

- 180 g all purpose flour

- 1/4 tsp salt

for the strawberry glaze:

- 110 g powdered sugar

- 2 tbsp strawberry purée (2 large strawberries hulled and mashed with a fork)

- 1 tsp unsalted butter, melted

for the filling:

- just a little bit of your fav strawberry jam

directions:

- cream the butter and sugar together for about 2 minutes until pale and light. add the vanilla and mix again

- add the flour and salt and mix on low speed until the dough starts to come together. the dough will look raggedy but you’ll know it’s ready once it starts to pull off the sides of the bowl and forms a clump when pressed together

- shape the dough into a rough disc with your hands and wrap in plastic wrap. refrigerate for 10-15 minutes

- lightly flour a clean work surface and roll the dough out to 1/2 inch thickness

- use a cookie cutter to stamp out the cookies and lay them onto a prepared baking sheet. refrigerate for at least 30 minutes

- preheat the oven to 325°F

- bake the cookies for 11-13 minutes or until they are just starting to become golden around the edges

- cool on the tray for 10 minutes before transferring to wire rack

- make the glaze: mix together powdered sugar, melted butter, and mashed strawberries in a bowl

- divide the cooled cookies so that you have an equal number of tops and bottoms

- dip the tops into the glaze, allowing any excess to drip off and place on a plate lined with parchment paper to allow the icing to set

- spread strawberry jam onto the bottoms and sandwich the cookies together. enjoy!!

[aquagirl1978]

Happy - Ellis Twilight x Reader (Ikemen Villains)

A/N: Congrats on your route release, Ellis!

Pairing: Ellis Twilight x Reader

Prompt: jam jar seen in Ellis' pv

Word count: 713

Tags: fluff with a spicy kiss (and an appearance by Jude)

Divider by @natimiles

“Hey Ellis,” you called out when you saw his tall figure walking in the hallway, “are you busy? I was out with Victor shopping earlier. A new bakery just opened and I bought some cookies.” 

Rather than answer, Ellis quietly entered the room and took a seat next to you at the table. He smiled softly as you nudged the plate of treats towards him.

“Is that raspberry?” he asked, peering closer at the pile of jam thumbprint cookies mounded on the plate.

“Yes, it is!” Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you spoke, quietly dying to know if he would like them. “I got them just for you,” you added. Picking one up, you held it between your thumb and forefinger, offering the sweet treat to him.

“Oh no, you first,” he insisted. He took the cookie from your hand and held it up to your mouth. His lips curled into a sweet smile as he watched you bite into the cookie.

“How is it?” he asked, his gaze tender, his voice softer than usual.

“Delicious…” Your eyes closed as you savored the buttery taste of the cookie, the raspberry jam sweet on your tongue.

He leaned closer to you; his twilight eyes twinkled like the stars in the night sky, easily capturing yours. Your hand holding the cookie fell to the table as he cupped your cheek in his palm, bringing your face to meet his. 

“Can I have a taste?” he whispered. Nodding, your lips parted, awaiting his kiss.

Catching a glimpse of his smile, a happy sigh escaped before he covered your mouth with his. He deepened the kiss, his tongue probing open your soft lips. Your tongue twisted with his, sharing the buttery sweetness of the cookie.

Resting a hand on his shoulder, your body inched closer to his. You were in heaven and could have sat there all night with him. But Ellis broke the kiss, his body tensed as the sound of faint footsteps were heard.

And a moment later, it was gone and silence filled the room.

Ellis rested his forehead against yours; gazing into your eyes affectionately, he stroked your cheek softly with his thumb.

“Are you happy?” he asked. The way he leaned in, your name a whisper on his lips, made your breath hitch as your eyelids drifted closed.

“Yes,” you sighed, your lips melting against his. Ellis wrapped his hand around the back of your head, needy for your kiss. Everything felt warmer as his tongue swept inside your mouth, stealing your breath.

Ellis’ mouth traveled along your jawline, peppering your skin with tiny kisses, your breath shuddering as he mouth moved down your neck and his hand slid up your thigh.

“Ellis…” you panted as he rained biting kisses upon your sensitive skin, “are you happy?”

He lifted his head and looked up at you with the gentlest smile.

“All that matters is…” 

“Ahem….”

Standing in the doorframe with his hands on hips, was Jude, an ugly scowl marring his otherwise handsome face.

“Ellis! “ he barked, eyeing the big plate of cookies on the table. “What do ya think this is, snack time? You’ve got a job to do for me. Now get!” 

“Sorry, Jude.” Ellis rose slowly from his seat, a wistful smile on his face as he gazed into your eyes. Boss’ orders, his eyes said silently. He kissed the top of your head, his shoulders sagging as he walked away.

Ellis stopped before he reached the doorway and turned his head, looking at you over his shoulder.

“Leave some of those cookies for later, okay?”

“Of course,” you replied, lifting your hand in a wave goodbye.

Jude watched your sad goodbye and rolled his eyes. 

“Don’t worry, princess,” Jude smirked, “he won’t be dying. Well, not tonight anyway.” He winked at you as Ellish brushed past him, the two men turning and leaving in the night. 

Picking up a cookie from the plate, you bit into it; the raspberry jam melted into the crisp, buttery cookie, instantly reminding you of your sweet Ellis. As you returned the remaining cookies into the box, your heart thrummed in your chest, excited to share the rest of them with him later.

I hope I make you happy, too, Ellis.

Tagging: @redheadkittys @themiscarnival   @coral-relevium @cyberk1ee     @kookie-my-little-sunshine @pathogenic   @ellisgivesmelife013 @ikemen-writer   @nightghoul381 @judejazza @xbalayage @xenokiryu @alydra @drachonia @ranhanabi777 @silver-dahlia @lunaaka @starlitmanor-network

[redrose10]

Yoongi x Female Reader. Soulmate AU

Summary: There’s no one on this planet you hate more than your coworker/secret crush Min Yoongi. He’s an arrogant, rude, womanizer who gets under your skin every single shift and you can’t wait for your day to be over so you can get away from him. Unfortunately when Jimin, your caseworker from The Ministry of Adoration, shows up offering you both a raspberry jam filled cookie, things take a surprising turn for the worst and you can no longer get away.

Warnings: Swearing, hints of smut (nothing graphic or really detailed), a little angst, Yoongi gets around, small hint to homophobia, mentions a guy not taking no for an answer. Might get updated later

Tag list: @kam9404 @yoongisducky @farfromsugafanfic @welcometomyworld13

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Chapter 2- Whiskey and Wedding Cake

Word Count: 4,081

Waking up this morning your body was sore and you had a pounding headache. You rolled out of bed thankful that it was your day off before heading towards the kitchen to make a much needed cup of coffee, but as soon as you got to the door you felt a sharp pain in your chest. Doubling over you were immediately reminded of everything that had happened the night before. Yoongi groaned from the bed feeling the sudden pain too.

“What the hell Y/N? Are you stupid or something?”, he spat as you crawled your way back to him.

“I’m sorry okay. This is all new to me. I just wanted to make some coffee. You don’t always have to be so mean Yoongi.”

He looked at you kneeling on the floor trying to catch your breath and he felt immensely guilty for lashing out like that especially at you.

“I’m sorry. I’m just grumpy in the mornings. Let’s go make some coffee.”, he sighed walking with you to the kitchen.

Once the caffeine hit your lips you started feeling a little better. Surprisingly, but thankfully Yoongi was also a great chef and made a delicious breakfast that you really appreciated so you wouldn’t have to eat yet another bowl of cereal.

You also appreciated how adorable he looked in the morning with ruffled hair and eyes barely open paired with his puffy red cheeks that you just wanted to reach out and pinch before quickly reminding yourself how much you were supposed to hate each other and pushing that thought way to the back of your mind.

“So uh what are we gonna do today?”, you asked between bites of your pancakes.

“Well whatever we do we have to do it together so…”

Almost as if on cue his phone beeped indicating a text and you watched as his mouth turned up into a grin, “Looks like I have plans for this evening with a hot blonde in a baby pink lingerie set.”

“Really? How do you plan on doing that when we can’t be more than five feet from each other?”, you smirked back reveling in the feeling of bliss as you saw his face fall at the realization.

Placing his head on his hand as he leaned on the counter and smiled at you, “Well you know, I am not opposed to some double action.”

“Nope, absolutely not.”, you shook your head.

“Alright fine. Then I’ll just move your bed closer to the door and you can stand on the other side of it and wait. We shouldn’t be long anyways.”

“No Yoongi. I’m not gonna stand on the other side of the door while you hook up with some random chick in MY bed. And being quick isn’t something I’d be proud of by the way. You seriously can’t go three weeks without getting some?”

“No, because unlike you I want to enjoy my life and not sit at home like some loser being a buzzkill for everyone else. Now I see why Jae cheated on you.”

You gasped hearing his words. The beginning of tears were already stinging your eyes as you looked up at him.

During one of your shifts many months ago Yoongi had accidentally walked in on you crying in Mina’s arms about how you had caught your boyfriend Jae cheating on you. It was a really hard time for you as you felt used and hurt by by your ex. You waited for Yoongi to make some sarcastic remark, but he just walked away without saying a word so you had assumed maybe he was actually going to be a decent person and not rub it in, but it seems like he was just waiting for the perfect moment to really make sure it hurt you.

“Fuck Y/N, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have sai…”, he started but you were already half way down the hallway not even caring about the stabbing pain in your chest due to the distance.

Yoongi quickly followed after you both to try and apologize and also stop the pain.

“Y/N, just please let me…”

You spun around so fast taking him off guard and nearly knocking him over, “No Yoongi. I don’t want your half ass apology that you don’t even mean. You knew how traumatizing that whole ordeal with Jae was for me and you just couldn’t wait to throw it in my face.“

“Y/N I am sorry. I was just irritated and I said something I shouldn’t have. I really didn’t mean it.”

“Fuck you Yoongi. Go ahead and call that girl that’s blowing up your phone right now, but you’re not fucking her on my bed so figure something else out.”

You left him speechless and crawled into your bed cocooning yourself in your blankets. He had no choice but to also lie in the bed next to you rethinking his words.

You did your best to contain your sniffles, but he still heard a few of them sneak through and up until that point in his life he thought the chest pains thanks to the stupid raspberry cookies were the worst pain he’d ever felt, but hearing you cry and knowing he was the reason behind those tears quickly overtook that as the most painful thing he had ever experienced.

At some point you must’ve cried yourself to sleep, only realizing it when you were gently woken up by Yoongi in an already dark room.

“Come on Y/N, get up.”, he said softly nudging your shoulder.

“Alright. Just let me get changed.,” you grumbled throwing the blankets off of yourself. If you were gonna have to sit there and listen to him get off with some girl you at least wanted to be dressed comfy.

“You don’t have to change. Let’s just go eat. The foods here.”, he said motioning towards the door.

“What? What happened to your plans with the hot blonde in a whatever you said?”

He nervously scratched at the back of his neck, “I uh I told her I’d have to reschedule. Wasn’t feeling it any more.”

“Don’t worry. I’m sure another one will come along any minute.”, you said walking past him towards the door.

He grabbed all of the food placing it down on the table. It didn’t take long for you to realize he had ordered all of your favorites from your favorite restaurant.

“I heard you talking to Mina one day about how this was your favorite so I ordered it for dinner. I hope this is okay.”

You nodded, “Yeah looks good. Thank you.“

The dinner was ate mainly in silence. That silenced carried over to the couch where you both agreed on watching a movie.

When the end credits started rolling Yoongi finally spoke up, “So Y/N, I am really sorry about what I said earlier. You know the Jae thing. I didn’t mean it. I was just frustrated by everything and it slipped out. I have a tendency to speak before I think when I’m upset. I’m going to try and do better another that.”

“It’s fine. Maybe you were right anyways. Maybe that is why he cheated on me.”, you shrugged not having any more care to give.

Frantically he shook his head, “No that’s not true at all. That guy was an idiot who didn’t deserve you and you can do way better anyways.”

You were slightly taken back and a little embarrassed by his words.

Trying to change the subject you asked, “And what about you? Why don’t you try and find an actual relationship instead of hookups and one night stands?”

“Any time I’ve tried to have a relationship with someone I end up getting hurt so I guess I see it as you can’t get hurt when you’re just expecting sex from someone and nothing else. It’s just easier. I’m tired of having my heart broken like that.”

“I’m sorry.”, you whispered. Seeing him be open like this even if it was just a little made you notice him in a different way.

“It’s fine. Maybe one day I’ll find someone I’m willing to get hurt for and finally settle down.”, he chuckled clearly uncomfortable about all the emotional talk going on.

He laughed to hide his true emotions. If you only knew how badly he wanted you to be that person.

The next couple days working with Yoongi while the two of you couldn’t be far away from each other were some awkward uncomfortable shifts for not only the two of you, but your other coworkers as well. Especially since things were still a little awkward after the whole Jae situation even with Yoongi apologize a hundred times.

“What’s going on with you and Yoongi?”, Mina asked.

“What do you mean?,” you said trying to act dumb.

“Well normally you two don’t speak to each other unless you’re arguing and you’ve both been pretty nice to each other. You’re following each other around like little puppy dogs. Rose showed up for her usual quickie and Yoongi asked her to leave instead of dragging her off to the bathroom. You haven’t told him to fuck off and get lost even once in the last couple days. You’re both just being really weird and I don’t like it.”

You just shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know. Maybe we’re growing up or something.”

Mina laughed, but agreed to let it go at that for now.

“Do I look okay? Will your parents like it?”, you asked spinning around to show Yoongi the dress you had chosen to wear to his brothers wedding this evening. Even though you were only going as his date because you had no other choice you still wanted to look nice and make a good impression with his family.

Yoongi stared at you stunned.

He’d always thought you were beautiful, even when you were covered in coffee stains and sweat and you had that one strand of hair that would never stay down no matter how much product you used, but seeing you dressed up with your hair lightly curled and a touch of makeup on and the fact that you were his date tonight, even if it was forced, made his brain turn to mush and his heart beat a little faster than he was used to.

He had often imagined what it would be like to take you out on a date. How he’d showed up at your place with a bouquet of flowers and tell you how beautiful you looked before taking your hand and helping you into the passenger seat of his car. Then driving over to some super fancy restaurant where he’ll pay a ridiculous amount of money for a tiny amount of food so you’ll both still be hungry and will end up at a night market trying all of the various street foods. He’d laugh as he watches you try to stop melted cheese from dripping all over you as you take another bite of your corn dog. And then at the end of the walk he’d run his thumb over your bottom lip while really thinking about kissing you before getting too scared and playing it off like he was just wiping away some of the tteokbokki sauce from earlier. And then he’d be kicking himself the rest of the drive home for being a chicken until he walked you up to your door and as you were saying goodbye he’d muster up every ounce of courage he had and lean in and actually kiss you this time feeling his stomach flip when you pulled him in a little closer to you.

“Hello? Earth to Yoongi. Jeeze I think the lack of action you’ve been getting lately is melting your brain or something.”, you laughed trying to get his attention.

“I’m sorry. What was the question again?”

You rolled your eyes, “Do you like this dress? Or should I go with the green one instead?”

“You look very nice Y/N. My moms favorite color is blue so I know she’ll like this one.”

You smiled before grabbing your purse and walking towards the door with Yoongi close behind.

The wedding venue was located about thirty minutes away giving him plenty of time to try and calm his nerves about this whole night.

“Hey uh I just want to give you a little warning about my family.”, Yoongi said looking over at you from the drivers seat while you were sat in the parking lot.

“Okay? Like warning as in I should fear for my life?”

He chuckled, “No, more like I haven’t brought a girl around since I was in high school so they might be a little aggressive with their questions and stuff and I don’t want you to get overwhelmed.”

“Don’t worry about me. I can handle myself. It’s not the first time I’ve pretended to be someones date.”

“Seriously?”

You laughed, “Yeah, one of my friends back home was gay and his parents didn’t know that because he knew they wouldn’t approve so he hadn’t told them. But they kept asking when he was going to bring a girl home so I pretended to be his girlfriend for a while to get them off his case.”

“Oh well that was nice of you I guess.”

“Yep I’m always the pretend girlfriend never the actual girlfriend.”

He laughed but after sensing the awkwardness forming you opened your door stepping out of the car, “Come on. Let’s get inside and get this over with.”

Yoongi introduced you to his family one by one and they were all surprisingly pleasant. You had no idea how or why Yoongi ended up being the way that he was judging by how friendly and kind his family had been to you m.

“Oh wow Yoongs, I never thought you’d have it in you to snag a catch like this. She’s way too pretty to be here with you.”, his uncle teased. You awkwardly laughed along pretending to ignore the deep shade of red that Yoongi had turned at his uncle’s remark.

You took a seat next his grandmother as Yoongi stood off to the side just couple feet away from you talking to his father. You took the moment to admire how handsome he looked dressed up in his suit. It was different from the cafe uniform or ripped jeans and t-shirts you usually saw him in. His hair was actually styled and not just combed through with his fingers. He had took the time to accessorize his look adding some earrings and a very expensive looking watch.

“He is a handsome one.”, his grandmother spoke making you jump a little and come out of your daydream. You smiled at her, “Yeah he really is.”

She continued, “I’m glad that he finally found someone like you. Someone to make him smile again. After that girl that works with him at the coffee shop stood him up I didn’t think he’d ever recover. He was just never the same.”

You looked at her with furrowed brows.

What girl? You didn’t remember him ever dating any of the other employees. Maybe she was confused and meant one of the customers you thought. Before you could clarify you felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to see Yoongi smiling down at you.

“I’m gonna go grab a drink. Want to come with me?”, he asked.

“Do I have a choice?”, you joked making both of you laugh.

He grabbed himself some kind of a whiskey mixed drink and got you the wine you had requested before walking you over to a corner table in the back with fewer people around.

Curious about his drink you reached over and grabbed it with the intention just to smell it. But Yoongi encouraged you to take a sip and try it. He then doubled over in laughter at the look of disgust on your face as the strong liquid hit your tongue.

“How can you drink that?”, you coughed before chasing it down with a couple sips of your wine.

He chuckled, “I don’t know. It’s not for everyone I guess.”

“How’s the night going?”, he asked.

“Not bad. Your family is very welcoming and sweet. Are you sure you weren’t adopted?”

He laughed at your joke before taking another sip of his drink.

“You want to maybe dance later?”, he asked staring at the table too shy to make eye contact with you. He had always had this thing about wanting to slow dance with the woman that he really loved. He knew it was cheesy but he couldn’t help it. It was his thing.

A little shocked you nodded, “Yeah that sounds nice.”

The two of you made a little small talk back and forth. He pointed out certain family members and friends to you while telling stories about them. His aunt shared her top secret chocolate chip cookie recipe with you but after she walked away Yoongi laughed and told you she was a liar and she just used tubes readymade Tollhouse cookie dough. Something about the situation felt really normal. Like you two had been dating for years.

While he was staring off to the side watching his grandpa trying to learn some new trendy dance with the young kids the conversation with his grandma was still fresh in your mind and you really wanted to know what coworker could possibly break the heart of Min Yoongi.

You tapped him on his arm to get his attention.

“Hey I was talking to your grandmother earlier and she said something about you dating one of our-“, you went to ask but were cut off by a man around your age.

“Ahh there he is. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”, the man said.

Yoongi gave you an apologetic smile before greeting the other man with a hug and introducing him as his cousin Taehyung.

They spoke back and forth for a little until you motioned to Yoongi that you had to use the restroom. He followed after you with Taehyung in tow.

Thankfully the bathroom was fairly small so you were able to have some privacy as Yoongi waited on the other side of the door. Just as you were about to open it you heard Taehyung question why you were there to begin with.

“So where did you find Y/N? She’s not exactly your type.”

“What do you mean by that?”, you heard Yoongi ask.

“I mean don’t get me wrong, Y/N isn’t bad looking or anything and she’s definitely cute but she’s just not the type of girl I usually see you with. You told me you were thinking of asking that girl from the club to be your date tonight. You remember? The one with the long hair, long legs, and giant tits. Now SHE is someone I’d expect to see you here with.”

“I don’t know man. You’re looking too much into it.”, he responded.

Taehyung continued though, “And normally you would’ve already been in a broom closet somewhere here fucking your date senseless by now, but instead you’re sitting at a corner table swapping cookie recipes with Y/N. It just doesn’t seem like you.”

The two men laughed, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt at the comment.

“No it’s not like that. Y/N just isn’t that type of girl.”, Yoongi said.

You scoffed, “And what type of girl does he think I am?”

You’d had enough and swung open the bathroom door letting it slam against the wall before storming past Yoongi and Taehyung leaving them both in shock.

Yoongi quickly raced after you asking what was wrong, but you refused to speak to him afraid you’d loose your cool and you didn’t want to make a scene at his brothers wedding. You took a seat at the same corner table quickly finishing off a piece of wedding cake hoping the sugar would help to heal your wounds, but all it did was make your new headache worse.

Yoongi downed another glass of whiskey hoping it would give him the courage he needed before he cleared his throat, “Um do… do you want to dance?”

You really thought about it. Maybe try to have a little fun and end the night on a good note, but then you spotted a woman sitting a few tables over. Hair down to her hips, toned legs that went on for days, wearing a dress that you wouldn’t even wear to a club let alone a wedding thanks to the amount of skin it showed and then Taehyung’s words came back to you.

“No thanks.”, you said shaking your head.

“Please Y/N.”, he cringed at how desperate he sounded, but he could sense his chance slipping away and at this point he wasn’t above begging.

“No Yoongi. Go ask that woman. She seems more your type.”

Yoongi glanced over in the direction you were pointing.

“Well I can’t because she’s my brothers best man’s wife so that might cause a few problems. And I’m not interested in her. Actually I can’t stand her.”

You scoffed, “According to Taehyung that’s exactly the type of woman you’d be interested in. Maybe you two can go find a broom closet nearby to fuck each other in.”

And then it hit him. You had heard the conversation he had outside the bathroom.

“Y/N please let me explain.”

But you put up your hand to stop him.

“Can we please go home?”, you asked.

He wanted to say no. He didn’t want to leave with you this upset and without having a dance with you, but he also knew you were too hurt right now thanks to him. So he agreed and the two of you said goodbye to only the necessary people like his parents and brother and then went home.

Neither of you spoke the entire ride back or while you both got undressed and finished your nightly routines. He tried dozens of times to say something, but didn’t know the right way to bring it up.

Wordlessly you got in bed and quickly turned over facing the wall. Yoongi laid staring up at the ceiling.

He thought he was dreaming when he kept feeling a buzzing next to him only to realize it was your phone that you had left on the bed in between you both.

The screen lit up with a text from some guy named Han offering to pick you up.

He knew he’d hate himself for doing this, but he had to know who Han was and why he wanted to pick you up.

After making sure you were asleep he unlocked your phone and got to your messages. The exchange he saw made his stomach fall.

Apparently Han was this customer that came to the cafe often. After some thinking Yoongi remembered him coming in a few times. He

was sleazy and gross and would always harass the female employees to the point that Yoongi or Namjoon would have to kick him out. And it irked Yoongi that he was even talking to you.

Judging by the messages he had been asking you out for a while but you kept turning him down. It made his blood boil that this guy didn’t just take no for an answer.

Until this evening when you messaged him at some point after the wedding asking if he wanted to go out for dinner next week. Of course he immediately responded yes and you sent him a heart emoji that made Yoongi’s stomach sour.

He bit his lip until he drew blood as he read through the messages over and over before finally having enough and turning the phone off and placing it on the night table next to you.

Just as he laid back down to try and finally get some sleep his own phone went off signaling a new message.

He picked it up and laughed to himself at the irony. The phone lit up with a message from Jimin,

“Hey there Romeo! How did it go tonight? Did the plan we came up with work on Y/N? Hope I’m not interrupting anything by the way or maybe I do 👀”

Yoongi quickly typed out a reply, “Not exactly. I’ll explain tomorrow.” Then he shut off his phone and tossed it down.

“Because I’m the biggest idiot on the planet.”, he groaned before pulling the blankets up over his head.

[princess-angelheart]

sweetheart omori regressor things 🩷🦩🍩

this could also apply to most princess regressors!! semi inspired by some stuff that https://www.tumblr.com/baby-you-you has posted!!!!

i'll update this when i think of more things !!!! it's also kind of a wip sorryy, taking suggestions as well!! sections: stuff to do, toys, clothes, foods and drinks, stuff for a cg (will do later, i'm sleeppyy 💤)

STUFF TO DO

💝make a pillow/sheet fort to be your castle 💝have a tea party with your plushies/dolls 💝bake cakes, cupcakes, cookies 💝plan out your dream wedding  💝paint/draw pictures of yourself for everyone to see and admire  💝make valentines for people you love  💝make a paper fan 💝make paper roses  💝write, direct, and star in your own movies 💝make your own sugar for tea by mixing cute sprinkles and coloured sugar 💝watch cartoons like sofia the first 💝watch barbie movies 💝stroll through your palace gardens (go outside) 💝buy or pick some roses and arrange them in a vase 💝take a cute bath with rose petals, bubble bath, chocolate strawberries, tea, and fancy music 💝draw a photo of someone/something u don’t like or something then tear it up, scribble on it, etc! (this is Not for everyone!!!!!!)

TOYS

💖dolls, particularly 18 inch dolls (like american girl) 💖princess dresses and tiaras for the dolls 💖tea party playset 💖easy bake oven/baking playsets 💖dress-up stuff like slippers, tiaras, dresses, jewelry 💖pink, purple, sparkly plushies 💖teddy bears (rare bear dungeon) 💖flamingo plushies 💖the sprout mole plush lol??? 💖toy vanity/mini vanity with pretend makeup 💖kid appropriate cosmetics like lip gloss and body glitter 💖rose or strawberry scented body spray/lotion/body wash 💖squishies or slime meant to look like cake 💖secret diary with a lock

CLOTHES

💗plastic tiara!! or a paper one!!! or a real one!!! 💗hair bows 💗hair ribbons/headbands 💗hair clips & jewelry with hearts on them 💗hair clips & jewelry with pastries on them 💗heart shaped sunglasses  💗shirts/blouses with puffy sleeves, peter pan collars, and/or buttons 💗dresses with frills, bows, and/or lace 💗poofy, long skirts 💗jumper skirt over shirt/blouse 💗socks, jammies, dresses, clothes, with polka dots 💗jammies or socks with princess, candy, bakery themes/patterns 💗really tall pink socks 💗socks with lace 💗mary jane shoes 💗ballet flats 💗fuzzy slippers/bunny slippers 💗fluffy or satin bathrobes 💗pink nightgowns with bows or satin ribbon

FOOD AND DRINK

🍩strawberry, raspberry, vanilla, etc. tea 🍩if you don’t like tea, try hot chocolate or warm milk (flavoured, if you want) 🍩and then put it all in a pretty teacup, poured from your tea pot!! 🍩fruit juice, maybe in a tall fancy glass (if you're big enough that you won’t break or spill the glass!!!) 🍩donuts, particularly if they have pink frosting or are jelly filled (unless you have a reason for not wanting to eat them, as sweetheart is a sentient doughnut) 🍩maybe you can get a dozen and share them at a tea party! 🍩mini donut holes 🍩tea party cucumber sandwiches or other sandwiches cut into heart shapes 🍩macrons  🍩(heart-shaped?) scones with strawberry jam or cream 🍩any other tea party foods you can think of! 🍩strawberry cake/cupcakes/mini cupcakes 🍩red velvet cake/cupcakes/mini cupcakes 🍩strawberry milk 🍩neopolitan ice cream 🍩vanilla and strawberry wafers 🍩chocolate covered strawberries 🍩pink and/or heart shaped marshmallows 🍩conversation sweethearts (these things) 🍩heart shaped lollipops 🍩those pink goldfish crackers lol 🍩strawberry or cherry poptarts 🍩note to self: think of more savoury options

GAMES

💜omori (of course), if you can handle it 💜royale high on Roblox 💜papa's donuteria 💜papa’s cupcakeria 💜play matchmaker for all of your subjects (stuffies and dolls) 💜hide from the paparazzi!!! 💜force suitors to compete for your hand in marriage :p 💜make a quiz show with questions all about yourself! 💜make up a dance or learn a song, then perform it for your stuffies/cg! 💜create a list of trials all suitors must pass to even have a chance with you!!! 💜give an EXCLUSIVE interview for a magazine!!! 💜and/or make a magazine AAALLL about yourself!!!

MUSIC

🎹from the omori soundtrack: world's end valentine 🎹a rose by any other name 🎹wandering rose 🎹stationary rose 🎹i definitely promised you a rose garden 🎹sweetheart’s quest for hearts 🎹i just love the 50s!!! 🎹how… sad! 🎹how… tragic! 🎹splintered sweets in the castle 🎹valour against all odds 🎹eternal dungeon 🎹high fructose headache 🎹underwater prom queens 🎹space boyfriend’s tape - i want nothing more 🎹 by other artists: 🎹queen - toby fox 🎹elegant entrance - toby fox 🎹pandora palace - toby fox 🎹acid tunnel of love - toby fox 🎹attack of the killer queen - toby fox 🎹spider dance - toby fox 🎹oh! one true love - toby fox 🎹oh! dungeon - toby fox 🎹princess peach’s castle - super mario 64 🎹victoria’s laboratory - winifred phillips 🎹pink shoelaces - the chordettes 🎹world is mine - super cell (using hatsune miku vocaloid) 🎹this day aria - my little pony 🎹becoming popular - my little pony 🎹primadonna girl - marina 🎹applause - lady gaga 🎹 contains swearing or certain themes!!! if those are a part of/are okay in your regression, that is so valid! i just made it separate for others who are uncomfortable with swears/mature themes 🎹when i rule the world - liz 🎹bubblegum b*tch - marina 🎹celebrity - slayyyter 🎹lolita - lana del rey 🎹alone - slayyyter

[boasamishipper]

No Grave Can Hold My Body Down

“I’ll call on my way back from the firehouse,” he says. “Might be a while. I thought I’d make them rugelach.”

“You mentioned. What’s that?”

“Picture those Pillsbury crescent rolls, except cookies. There’s lots of different filling options, but I figured I’d do one batch with walnuts and honey and another with raspberry jam.” Like hamantaschen, Tovah said the first time she taught him how to make the latter, and pulled up pictures on her phone when he frowned in confusion. He’ll have to give that recipe a try when Purim comes around. “I’ll bring some home for you.”

He can hear Athena’s smile in her voice, and it makes him smile too. “I can’t wait to try them.” The next thing he hears is a crackle of static and a tinny voice, followed by Athena’s sigh. “727-L-30, responding,” she says into her radio. To him, she says wryly, “Duty calls. I gotta go.”

“Home safe,” Bobby says.

The words leave his mouth on pure instinct. Muscle memory. Athena’s voice hitches, going a little teary. “Home safe,” she echoes. “Love you.”

“Love you too. Bye.”

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[hiccupshypotheticalleftsock]

me and my sister baked jelly tarts for tdp’s 6 year anniversary!!

(ignore how they exploded in the oven, I promise they are delicious)

and this is the recipe we used for the dough incase anyone else wants to make them too. We didn’t make our own filling (because it isn’t berry season where we live) and used stored raspberry jelly and cinnamon plum jam, but a more solid jam/jelly seems to work better than the runnier one, for holding shape after baking