culinaryphoenix

[culinaryphoenix]

Hi Everyone!^_^  I first wanted to say I’m soo sorry for my lack of activity on here. I know all of us get incredibly overloaded with real life duties and etc., but I still wanted to express I appreciate you being super patient with me. Besides the usual real life stuff(babysitting, doctor’s appointments, etc.), what also kept me away is computer problems. First was “blue screen of death” with Windows itself corrupted, so I had to reinstall it and trying to get all my personal files before it’s gone. Not too long after, the PC monitor itself was failing with constant flashing/flickering, ghost faded images, etc. until I had no choice but go and buy a new one. This has been going on for weeks and weeks, but thankfully this new monitor is working great so you should see some activeness from me soon! And hugs to all of you! <3

[culinaryphoenix]

“I see you!”

[culinaryphoenix]

[ fight ++ ] my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else ( Jaron intervenes to calm things down using his power! )

Within the dining hall of Shen Long Shao, customers gradually begins to occupy each table. Witnessing their genuine smiles and their mouths feasting on the prepared meals is what satisfied the cheerful chef the most. However, fate refused to let Jam have one day of success due to a group of punk-styled youth. They repeated ignored the restaurant’s “No Smoking” policy, refusing to keep their muddy boots off the clean tables, and scaring away the staff with their obnoxious, dubstep music player. Jam’s patience rapidly decreased as her eyebrows narrows in annoyance. The breaking point is when one of the punk group dared to spit some of her food on the wooden floor, and even shoved his dusty palm against her chest, causing her to be pushed back slightly.

The aggravated tension she kept dormant for hours started to rise in mere seconds. The punk-clad individual smirked at her being provoked, ready for fight to occur between them. But before any further action took place, she feels the presence of Jaron appear beside her. His reassuring smile, his pleasant attitude, and his calming voice immediately subsides Jam’s anger. The punk man completely loses interest, but Jam’s attention was completely on Jaron.

“Not sure how you solved that situation, but I’m giving you a raise!”

[culinaryphoenix]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

[culinaryphoenix]

Hi Everyone!^_^  I’m so sorry for being super slow again. My sleep schedule is a mess from all the extra babysitting. Thank you for those who’s been extremely patient with me!  I’m currently looking over what active RPs I have left and my drafts. While I’m working on those, I’ll just do some RP memes to get rid of the rust from not writing in a while. I hope you don’t mind! Please feel free to message me or etc. to talk too.

[culinaryphoenix]

Hi Everyone!^_^ I’m so sorry it’s been very long since the last time I’ve been on here. Real life has taken more of my time than I thought it would, especially with craziness going on. But things seem to be a bit calmer for now. Besides that, my RP muse was affected so I’m working on ways to gain it again. I hope all of you are okay and hope you still want to RP/be friends with me!

[culinaryphoenix]

7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote? 8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you? (number 8 especially, because I can really see you doing it

7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote? Oh my goodness...my very first muse ever was actually Torrie Wilson from WWE(World Wrestling Entertainment), XD. I was a huge WWF/WWE back in the 90s and early 2000s, so the WWE RP forums is where I first learned to roleplay. It’s also where I learned and got comfortable with writing in detail of my character’s actions, etc. It only lasted for about a year(ended in mid 2001) because of WWE RP community went inactive. After that, it’s when I found out I really love roleplaying and have been ever since in different franchises(mainly Final Fantasy 7 as Aeris/Aerith) before I got introduced to Guilty Gear. 8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you? I never written a novel before. I have thought about it based on how you and others in the past have told me my writing is like a graphic novel. Which makes really happy to hear because I love it when people truly enjoy what I write and encourages me to keep going. I wouldn’t know what to write if I did decide to do it because my ideas overflow my brain at times, XD.

[culinaryphoenix]

9. Do you write fanfiction, or have you in the past?

I never wrote fanfiction before, but I remember reading some in the early 2000s from Fanfiction.net. There was interesting and funny stories I really liked while others were....waaaay out there, lol. I mostly wrote my own stories in comic book form when I was little, which really started for my general love for writing and creating stories. ^_^ 

[culinaryphoenix]

(Questions 19 and 20 are exempt from the list)

——————–QUESTIONS FOR MUN

1. Who has been your favorite muse to play? 2. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what do you like to listen to? 3. Are there any particular aus or plots that you’d really like to write? 4. What are some of your rp pet peeves? 5. What is the most difficult thing about writing your current muse? 6. What is your favorite thing about writing your current muse? 7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote? 8. Have you ever written a novel? If not, does it interest you? 9. Do you write fanfiction, or have you in the past? 10. Do you like stylized icons and formatted text or do you prefer to keep things simple? 11. When did you start roleplaying? 12. Have you roleplayed anywhere other than tumblr? 13. Who are five of your favorite characters? (In the rp community or otherwise) 14. What are five of your favorite ships? (In the rp community or otherwise) 15. What sort of muses do you tend to write? 16. Do you like to queue your replies or just post them when you finish? 17. Do you prefer winging it or plotting everything out? 18. What makes for a great roleplay partner in your opinion? 19. Have you received anon hate? If so, how do you deal with it? 20. If you could tell your muse something, what would it be?

[culinaryphoenix]

theguiltygear‌:

Now his mouth tasted of chemical instead of delicious food. His eyes narrow into annoyance before they shut, his head bowing. Why couldn’t this be easy – why is it, in fact, never easy, he wonders.

Yeah, he smells. Why, however, clean up when he’s just gonna get just as dirty and smelly the next day.

Sol stares at her for a moment. “Good,” he says to her fist statement about health, eyes opening. Then, to her second statement: “Why. Are y’gonna rub m’back an’bathe me?”

Sol had seen enough naked people over 200 years to not care. He had gone to onsens and more closed-off quarters ‘fore this exact moment. Plus, the general underbelly of towns had their fare share of naked people for various reasons.

@theguiltygear​

Extreme intensity is added in her glare; she couldn’t believe the word “good” mutter from his lips of his questionable hygiene. Jam mentally blamed this man’s obviously habit of being a smoker; believing it melted his common sense. She knew it was going to be a challenge to get him to bathe. She begins to think of how she could coax him; her obvious plan is to offer him more food. However, his next words causes Jam to unexpectedly fluster. Despite knowing it’s sarcasm, it didn’t stop from her eyelids to heighten in disbelief.

“AIYA! You clean yourself!!” The pond, sweat, and cigarette smell was enough for her to take about. She had to fiercely shun the mental imagery of him nude. She felt her cheeks stinging to a light shade of pink, but quickly clears her throat and casts a cheerful smile.

“I serve you more free food if you take bath~”

[culinaryphoenix]

@seigsoloyvov​ Gradually descending into the depths of the horizon is the circular-shaped sun. The absence of its yellowish-white hue causes a steady shift into the night hour. The visage of the aerial region morphs into gradient shades of obsidian, violet, and navy blue. Ascending upon the high center is the half-shaped, ivory colored moon; its serene light rays acts as a beacon among the darkness. Tiny, snow white stars decorates the sky, though its numbers is scarce. The temperature of scorching heat that dominated the day is now replaced with piercing cold. The wind currents evolve from gentle breezes to vicious howls that aggressively push the foundation of the tree branches. The still, translucent waters swirl into a series of medium-high splashes upon the ground’s soil. Idle objects such as crates and boxes used for delivering goods is blown far from anyone’s reach. However, the weather isn’t the only thing spiraling into a frenzy. “All herbs out of stock, Chef!” “Can’t find ingredients anywhere, Chef!” “All supplies lost, Chef!” “Customers are restless, Chef!” These repeated, panicked words of her employees is the last thing Jam wanted to hear. Inside the restaurant called Shen Long Shao, the tables on both the right and left side of the dining area is flooded with hungry people. The evening has greatly detoured from its original intention of being a successful service. The supplies of ingredients suppose to be delivered has been lost due to the harsh winds and unfortunate delays for additional weeks for trucks to get more. For the past fifteen hours, the only thing filling the customers’ stomachs is beverages. Their patience immediately grows thin to the point of leaving the establishment in frustration. The waiters and waitresses desperately try to search for anything to prepare, but it ends in failure. Even the supermarkets usually stocked with groceries has dwindled and has set a strict limit on purchases. The previously full restaurant has now become empty with the exception of the staff and owner. The employees frown hopelessly before they slowly exited the place; leaving Jam to herself. Her body lowers to the wooden floor.

“Aiyyaaaaa~ this horrible night…!” Sprouting from her pink-hued lips is a frustrated whine. Her hands clinging to the helms of her clothing in building anger. Her hazel brown hues glistens with water, yet she stubbornly shunned the initial emotion to burst into tears. She lifts herself to feet with her eyelids narrowing in determination. While gazing at the entrance doors, Jam gathers her leather bag from the front counter and walks to her simple apartment. However, she goes inside to snatch all the kitchenware, cookware, utensils, money, and other items stored in her bedroom. Due to the amount, she had to use a thick backpack to carry everything. Her mind is set; to find a plethora of the best ingredients. The creaking sound of front door echoes as she leaves her home. Her heeled feet departing far from the bustling environment of town. Two weeks later, the scenery of elongated, triangle-shaped mountains and leaf coated hills is what lies before her. Thousands of towering trees create beams of shadows upon her traveling form, but Jam’s gaze didn’t wander from the specific locations where fresh herbs sprouted from. Although not plentiful like she initially thought, she remains hopeful as she puts the ones she found in her backpack. Despite the probing pain of her aching body, she insists on continuing her search. She follows the spiraling pathway leading downward towards nature’s walls of gray stone and a clear river stream. Dozens of hedges can be seen on the right side while scattered logs is on the opposite side. The motion of her head slowly turns while surveying for any ingredients to collect. Her hands gently pushes away the blockade of bushes while carefully stepping through. One or two mushrooms is found at the root of a tree and another herb beside a log. She mentally counted what she collected while glancing at the path ahead.

“Maybe more this way…?”

[culinaryphoenix]

What Even Are You?

“I’m a hot cooking pot? But also cool? I accept this.” Tagged by: @sxtoritera​ Tagging: @ankoku-yami-heroic-hopeful​, @rebellions-angel​, @demon-blood-youths​

[culinaryphoenix]

Reblog if you do paragraph or multi-paragraph replies!

For those who write too much and enjoy doing so

[culinaryphoenix]

Do you wanna do an RP? We could come up with any plot or detail...?))

Hello!^_^  I definitely welcome more RPs and discussing plot ideas, but I don’t know whether you’re a minor or not since I don’t see your real age on your profile or anything. I’m very uncomfortable not knowing this part first.

[culinaryphoenix]

sxtoritera‌:

           A few eyes fell upon the blond upon entering——-although courteous to his personal space despite recognizing him.  Ky didn’t appear to have any trouble traveling around Illyria with worry of people hounding him; perhaps it were due to his familiarity with the area when he served his days with the police.  He wanted nothing more than to be treated as equal as the common man.  Motioning toward the assigned table per her ushering, he takes in the atmosphere.  Relieved to know she were making quite the settlement for herself with everything A healthy amount of customers; he began to wonder if she had enough workers on her end to lessen the service load.  Acquainting himself to his seating, digits lace, resting lightly on the table surface.  The Feng Shui setting were easy on the eyes——-admiring such rather the window’s view.

        ❝ Oh, I usually drink my tea black.  Is there any particular way you recommend this blend? ❞ Sincerity beaming to his visage, a true epicurean of tea, he were always willing to learn of different ways to compliment the flavors.  Of course every thing he learned were taking with consideration for probable visitors.  Who knows, maybe he can somehow wean Sin off of sugar water for some actual substance.

@sxtoritera​​

During the time Ky formally positions himself within his seat, the hazel brown hues of Jam shifts and fixates on his every movement. How the fabric of his clothing lightly and elegantly sways before settling into idleness. Her gaze bound to every aspect of his visage due to the effect of magnetism it has on her. Yet, it was not only her eyes that stirs such a reaction, but also from within. Even throughout the time she hasn’t seen him, she remembers his distinctive energy. Her sensitivity to others’ Ki flow immediately alerts her Ky’s isn’t the same, and it’s much more than improvements on his natural kills. The feeling of a dormant, powerful surge is what heavily weighs on her. Questions begin to surface and increase in her wandering thoughts. Curiosity is another emotion starting to manifest; this time visibly on her face. Physically, she doesn’t notice anything peculiar about him.

Why his Ki…feels so different?

She thought to herself, though further exploration of her pondering mind ceases from hearing Ky’s voice. Thankfully, she keenly heard his preference of taste in tea along with the following question. This time, she focuses her thoughts on how to prepare the Qilan tea to him. One method of decreasing its sweetness is to add chamomile, especially since the herb itself is neutral in flavor. Another method is extending the brewing time to alter the taste. Deciding which one to go with was somewhat of a challenge to her. However, she eventually chooses the 1st method as the best option. She also thought of a meal she believe will compliment the tea. Her pink-hued lips curls into a content smile of her idea. With a cheerful and confident wink of her right eye, she looks towards him.

“I know solution! I’ll also serve you Cong You Bing!”

Without bothering to go into detail nor wait for his response, Jam’s heeled feet hurries inside the kitchen. Kneeling down towards the lower shelf, her right hand reaches for her most beloved Phoenix & Dragon Yixing tea set. Its hue of quiver tan with trim of russet brown and pale gold accents on the phoenix & dragon displays a simplistic, yet elegant design. Since Qilan is a type of oolong tea, the specific teapot is ideal for brewing it. While that was being prepared, Jam speedily brings out and prepares the necessary ingredients for the Cong You Bing. The dough is perfectly flatten in thin layers along with added coconut oil, scallions, ground Sichuan pepper, and little sprinkles of sea salt. She gently puts it inside the frying pan, which instantly erupts into a series of sizzling sounds. It didn’t take long for it along with the Qilan tea to be done, thus she arranges both within a large silver tray. She emerges from the kitchen to approach Ky’s table while placing and pouring the tea then the plate of Cong You Bing. She cheerfully tilts her head to the side towards him.

“For QIlan tea, I added chamomile to decrease sweetness to more your liking. Cong You Bing free with this and Yixing tea set is free for you to add to collection.”

She takes a moment to glance around the dining area and sees everyone is served. She smiles at the opportunity to speak with Ky more.

“After my shift, please give me tour of Illyria? I not explored many parts since my focus was setting up my restaurant.”

[culinaryphoenix]

@beaststrands​ Gently sliding a medium-sized tray of wonton soup towards a table, Jam cheerfully bows towards the customer and receives his payment. While walking upon the wooden floor of the dining area, her ears sharply hears the entrance doors gently swing open. Plastering across her face is a joyous smile, for she knew it means another customer to serve. When she shifted towards the one who entered, along with hearing the familiar calm and feminine voice, Jam’s footsteps didn’t hesitate to hastily arrive in front of her. 

“Aiya! I remember you! Yes, table 4 is available! It’s this way!” In her utmost cheerful tone, Jam swings herself around to guide Millia towards the specific table. On the left side, it’s located by one of the gigantic windows along with being the only table for one person. With gesturing motions of her hands, Jam happily presents Table 4 towards her while giving her the menu.  “What would you like to order?”

     ❛❛  business seems to be booming.  ❜❜   millia can only hope that the comment won’t take a literal turn in the future,   ❛❛  are there any tables free ?  i’m famished.  ❜❜     /   @culinaryphoenix​​ , starter call.

[culinaryphoenix]

breaking-the-boundaries‌:

Starvation was a real pain.

Missing a meal was one of the worst feelings in the world. His stomach was growling at him, as if just nagging him about the food he did not eat. It was practically begging for something delicious to fill the void in his stomach. Hand was holding the front of his shirt over his stomach, looking like he was about to die from starvation… One of the worst things in the world to die from in his opinion.

Need to find food…

It’s then that the scent of delicious meat reaches his nose. It’s like he comes to life as he chases the scent. Oh sweet food! His growling stomach begs for just a little bit. He has some money to spare! Legs are moving faster than he ever thought he could run, finding the source rather quickly. It’s a fairly recognizable face, which brought a smile to his face as it means he’s going to get a good deal… And everything looks so delicious.

“Hey! How much for one of them?”

He asks, a smile on his face. There’s a plan to buy as much as he can so he can eat it all.

@breaking-the-boundaries​ (Sin) Her heeled feet continues to traverse the open field and was about to venture towards the left until hearing a series of hurried footsteps. Her movements instantly stops with a curious look on her face and turns around towards the source; her hazel brown hues gazing at the young, blonde-haired male. His face is very familiar to her due to she has seen him wander around before. It’s also because of how his features vividly reminds of someone she knows. However, she inwardly shun herself of being absorbed in her thoughts. Seeing him instantly causes Jam’s smile to broaden into joyous relief.  Eagerness can be heard from the tapping of her feet approaching him. She makes sure to carefully pull the food carrier close to her while hearing his question.

“Hmm...” Softly stroking her chin with her thumb and index finger, Jam calculates the cost of the large platters. She already knew the total price is $90, though she didn’t state this immediately. The only thing that created pause is not knowing how much money Sin has. She also didn’t want to lose the opportunity to get some payment, especially she could sense how hungry he must be. She immediately thought of a solution benefiting both of them; a discount. Once concluding this, Jam cheerfully opens the door of the food carrier; revealing the plethora of hot meals and cold desserts stored inside.

“If you have $40, you can have everything!” She performs a little hop to be instantly be on the right side of him with a grin.“Would you like to be taste-tester?”