#Pisa Cake

[cinnamon-notes]

i love having multiple skills and random knowledge to bring up casually just because the subject emerged yet you didn't know i knew that

[piratefishmama]

ooh oooooh oh!

"Celebrity charity Bake Off" with Stobin as the hosts and corroded coffin going against each other in the gladitorial pits of competitive baking.

Gareth's cake is an atrocity that looks more like a lemon flavoured leaning tower of very runny pisa than what he'd been attempting, which was a copy of his parents wedding cake. it falls on the floor midway through judging, much to Eddies delighted yell of "FIVE SECOND RULE!" and mad attempted dive for floor cake that is thwarted by Jeff.

Dougie attempted a chocolate lava cake which unfortunately was more lava than cake.

Jeff did a stunning recreation of the land before time with dino cookies and a strawberry jam volcano, WITH strawberry jam lava flow which won by a landslide.

and Eddie spends half the time flirting with Steve and the other half sat in front of his oven begging his Soufflé to rise. It does not.

at the very least he gets Steve's number out of it, so thats a win in his books.

[rinkkuma]

୨୧ BF SATORU

ft. satoru gojo

tags. gn!reader, a bit of cussing, all fluff ! / author's note. IHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIMIHATEHIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i've actually been going insane because of how much he's taking up my mind) first post of 2024 had to be my one and only of course :3

uses you as an arm rest even if you're a tiny bit shorter than him. (satoru is 6'3 / 190cm for reference) if you're really short though, he has to lean down more and he's standing like the leaning tower of pisa, so he looks silly.

FACE CARD. he's actually the most majestic, gorgeous, beautiful man alive. up close, far away, from the left, from the right, above, below, he looks so fucking good. don't even get me started on when he has his glasses on.

satoru has a million gazillion of those skincare headbands with ears. he has a few cat ones, a hello kitty one, a kuromi one, and many many more. he even has a whole drawer dedicated to the headbands. (that is very close to overloading) he looks super duper cute with them though, so you never have the heart to tell him to stop buying every headband in existence.

whenever he feeds you something, he puts his hand under your chin to catch any crumbs. a tiny gesture to him, a big one for you. he smiles when your eyes widen and you mumble a “it's good”, and proceeds to poke your cheek.

satoru puts his hand above your head to make sure you don't bump your head whenever you go under a table to pick something up.

he is ever so slightly awkward in the beginning of your relationship, but it's cute! the first time you fell asleep on him, he was terrified to move because he was afraid to accidentally wake you up. 2 hours later satoru really really needed to pee, but decided not to get up because of how much it felt like a crime to wake you up. (you ended waking up anyways because of how much he was fidgeting.)

tucks your hair behind your ears before you can even realize it's bothering you. he looks at you with the most lovesick expression as he does this. he also does this while you're falling asleep, or already fast asleep.

before bed or as you guys wind down for the night, he more than often bursts out laughing at a random thought or a funny memory. scares the shit out of you because one; he's right by your ear, and two; his laugh is loud as fuck. he can't even explain what he was laughing about until a solid three minutes because of how much he was laughing. (and it ends up not being that funny.)

adding onto the above, he's the type to think everything is funny as shit at night. every reel, tiktok, you name it. (even if it's the unfunniest video known to mankind) sometimes if you're already asleep, he has to step out into the bathroom or living room to let out these laughs.

wipes the sweat off his face by pulling his shirt up. he looks at you with a smug fucking smile after.

his contact name for you on his phone is definitely some cheesy pet name (sweet cheeks, baby cakes) with a bunch of heart emojis. his contact photo for you is another story though. constantly changing from a close up picture to a picture of you sleeping.

satoru gets cuteness aggression a lot because of you. clenching his fist and sighing before squeezing you into a tight hug. he'll occasionally bite your shoulder too.

a human radiator. the first time you touched him you thought he had a severe fever, but he calmly told you he was warm all the time. it absolutely sucks during summer because he insists to cuddle with you, and most than often you wake up sweaty. (even with the ac blasting) of course, you try to move out of his grasp when he's asleep, but he only pulls you closer subconsciously when you do. during the winter though, you are so thankful. despite the various blankets you have on, it was hard to get warm and comfortable, but with the warmth of satoru you're nice and warm.

bickers with you if you're on his side of the couch. yes, satoru does unassigned assigned seats at home too. you two playfully argue for a few minutes until he eventually huffs and just sits down on. these arguments are useless though because he ends up pulling you next to him to cuddle.

he's actually really good at taking people when they're sick. making sure you're staying warm under the covers, feeding you proper nutrition and making sure you're drinking enough water. he occasionally leaves the room for you to rest since he doesn't want his naturally warm body making you even warmer, but if he ever sees you up (you're going to the bathroom) he jumps off the couch and pushes you back into bed.

satoru suggests movie nights at home on quiet weekends. turning on an animated movie or romantic movie most of the time. he tucks you into his side with a blanket draped over the two of you. he ends up just staring at you the majority of the movie though.

does that thing where he tells you your shoelace is untied, (which prompts you to look down) and grabs your chin and tilts your head up to look at him. he smirks triumphantly. he does this multiple times a week, and you fall for it every time.

he spoils the fuck out of you on your birthday. gives you the amount of kisses the same age you're turning, listing number of reasons why they love you based on your age, and don't even get me started with how many gifts he gives you. dances while he sings you happy birthday.

once you start dating, you never are tying your own shoe ever again. before going out, he demands you to sit on the couch while he ties your shoes for you. when they get untied, he normally notices it before you. but if you do notice before him and you begin to crouch down, he rushes to crouch down before you and pushes your hand away.

likes comparing hand sizes with you. he has big ass hands, so he likes seeing how small yours are compared to his. totally not an excuse to hold your hand though, not that he would ever admit it.

[marauderswolf22]

happy birthday my moon boy!

63 years old moon boy but fuck off he's still the same, and deserves some good headcanons abt himself, and that's one of them

Remus has never had a birthday cake before. Day's first four years of birthday were too early for him to remember, and in later years his parents had bigger things to worry about than cakes. Usually on his birthday, he just ate chocolate. Early spring gave him dandelions instead of candles. He blew them away, wishing for wishes that boys his age don't think of. More lost in life than petals blown away by the wind. That's how he got to Hogwarts, surprised that everyone makes such a big deal about birthdays. It was early March, and he was worried as the snow continued to devour the Scottish hills around them. He was worried that there would be no dandelions this year, and his wishes would not come true. -Hey moony! you know, you never told us, but your library card had your date of birth on it, and I don't know if you forgot, but it's for you! Sirius ran over to Remus, box in hand, excited as ever. A warm wind whipped across his aristocratic features, from which Remus was learning to read. He tore open the box, releasing a small chocolate cupcake wedged in it. The red candle stood up like the leaning tower of Pisa, the sprinkles indicating that it was not the work of elves. "You know, if there's no knife inside," Sirius rolled his eyes, a gesture so much like him. The werewolf wanted to say thank you. However, his body felt like it was trying to dive, swimming for the first time. The only thing he managed was a smile sunk in his eyes, which apparently exceeded all his friend's imagination. -Come down, prongd has more for you.

[unwillingadventurer]

A fluffy Ian/Barbara fic for Valentine's Day.

Hopping on one foot, Ian Chesterton laughed as he tried to remain steady. Barbara, sitting at her dressing table, applying her make-up whilst looking in the ornate mirror, smiled as from the corner of her eye she saw her husband passing by on one leg, no trousers to be seen and his shirt undone.

“If you’re to make that meeting by nine, Ian, I’d put a sprint on.”

“I’m trying. I suppose I really don’t want to go to this meeting.”

Barbara spun around. “I know. I don’t want to do this lecture this morning either. Not when it was meant to be our day off together. When was the last time we spent the day together, Ian?”

“Chance would be a fine thing. We’re both such busy bees these days.”

“I shouldn’t complain, but oh Ian, we had that romantic day planned.”

Finally placing on his trousers, Ian leaned over and kissed Barbara on the head. “How about tonight after all this work stuff, we just get dressed up and go to a posh old restaurant and treat ourselves to some fine wine? It can’t be a daytime thing but there’s no reason we can’t enjoy a meal together and have a night of it.”

She smiled. “That sounds lovely.”

…

Later that evening when Ian arrived home, Barbara was in the kitchen, pouring herself a cup of tea as the whistling kettle came to the boil.

“You want one?” she asked.

Placing down his briefcase and then kissing her cheek, he smiled. “Love one. I’m parched.”

“Oh, Ian, I’ve had such a tiring day.” Barbara could already feel her feet aching in her high heels.

“Sorry to hear that. Wish I could help but I’m exhausted too. Had to stay late in the end.”

“We didn’t book a restaurant,” she said with a sigh.

“No.” He paused and looked at her sympathetically. “Oh, I’m sorry, Barbara, I’m not a very good husband, am I? I should’ve booked us a table earlier.”

“No, Ian, you’ve been busy. Tell you what, why don’t we make something easy for dinner?”

“Something that requires minimal effort would be nice.” He rubbed his chin.

…

They laughed together as they carried two plates of beans on toast into the living room on fancy trays. Ian had placed a rose onto Barbara’s, a flower he’d picked up on the way home.

“You didn’t pinch that from Mr. Bennett’s rose garden, did you?”

Ian’s eyes rolled upwards, ignoring the question for a moment before answering. “Shows what you know. Mr. Bennett asked me to take one!”

“I see.”

“Barbara, I wish I could’ve bought you a nice gift but I just haven’t had the time.”

Barbara pointed her fork at him. “Eat your beans and then we can have some pudding.”

“Ooh, what kind?”

“Anything we happen to have in the cupboard.”

“But Barbara we haven’t been shopping.”

“Oh.”

Pudding afterwards consisted of a small piece of madeira cake they found in the cake tin that may have been there since Barbara had baked it several weeks earlier.

“Bit tough but still, beggars can’t be choosers.” Ian licked his fingers, removing the last crumbs.

“Why don’t you just get the hoover and be done with it?”

“Alright, alright. Don’t get snappy with me, Barbara.”

There was a moment of silence. Ian snuggled up close to his wife to remove the tension. As he nuzzled her, he felt the tension ebb away. He smelt Barbara’s hairspray and coughed.

“Sorry, Ian, went a bit mad on it today.”

“No problem. I like your hair. It’s getting taller though. One day it might start leaning like the leaning tower of Pisa.”

“Oh, Ian!” She slapped him away. “This is hardly romantic.”

“No, you’re right, hairspray and beans on toast. Maybe we should slip into something more…comfortable?”

“Ian, are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?”

“I think you are thinking what I’m thinking.” There was a mischievous look on Ian’s face. “Come on, let’s get ready.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her from the sofa.

…

Ten minutes later, they sat back on the sofa, dressed in their full nightwear—Ian in his striped pyjamas, dressing gown and matching slippers and Barbara in her long nightdress, dressing gown and warm socks.

“Ah, perfect,” she said as she laid her legs across Ian, wriggling her toes in his face.

Ian sniffed.

“Don’t do that joke again, my feet are very clean, thank you.”

He laughed. “Are you sure, I’m getting a hint of cheese?”

“Oh, do shut-up, Ian, I’m trying to get comfy. I’m tired.”

She closed her eyes as she moved about until she was in a perfect position, cuddled up in Ian’s arms, snuggling close to him, her head under his chin.

“There, that’s better.”

Ian ran his fingers up and down her arm. “This beats a boring old restaurant any day. Beans, Barbara and cuddles on the settee.”

“I’m so tired.”

“Me too.” He closed his eyes. “It’s funny, isn’t it? All this romance lark.”

“Hmm?”

“Just trying to have a romantic evening and then being content just as we are now. We did all the adventuring but I’m quite happy here.”

“As long as we have time together.”

“I really do love you Barbara,” he said, whispering into her ear. But when he looked at her, she was breathing softly and her eyes remained closed. “Barbara?” He ran his hand over his hair. “Night, Barbara.” He kissed her cheek.

[apcthetics]

closed  starter  for  LEVI  (  @cherryflcvoured  ) the  man’s  place.  the  kitchen.

*˖ ⊹ ────────  "  it's  not  THAT  bad.  "  with  his  hands  on  his  hips,  caleb  stares  at  the  mess  they've  made.  baking  always  seems  like  a  good  idea,  and  levi  is  good  at  it  so  caleb  always  feels  like  he  learns  something,  but  the  clean  up.

man,  the  clean  up.

did  they  use  every  single  dish  in  the  kitchen  ?  how  do  they  even  own  this  many  mixing  bowls  ?  the  tower  of  dishes  balances  precariously  on  the  edge  of  the  sink  like  a  smaller,  plastic,  colourful  tower  of  pisa.  there's  flour  on  the  floor  (  and  on  his  shirt,  and  his  socks,  and  all  over  levi  )  and...  is  that  chocolate  on  the  ceiling  ?  how  did  they  even  manage  to  do  that  ?

"  okay,  we've  got...  "  he  glances  towards  the  stove,  "  ...like,  forty  minutes  until  lu  gets  home.  we  can  totally  clean  the  kitchen  before  then.  and  we'll  have  a  chocolate  cake  ready  too.  that's  great  roommate  behaviour.  she  won't  even  know  that  we  broke  one  of  the  plates.  "  

[corpyburd]

Pisa cake😆

[matthewchurch]

Lego Architecture - Leaning Tower of Pisa

This was a project i had in my head for months. What stopped me was I simply didn't have the set.

This took many, many tests and experiments. I did about 9 tests total before the main photo itself. Over the course of these tests I figured out what camera settings were best, if it should be all shot at half brightness or full, how many bricks to take away at a time, the best way to overlay the photos together, the works! Below is an early test.

The final photo itself comprised of 15 photos, each photo removing half a layer of the tower. Imagine slicing a cake's top layer in half, basically. Here's photo 15. I constructed from the bottom to the top.

I'm super happy with the final results and the time lapse/ghost look. Subtle but its there and has a cool effect.

Set itself is great. I love it. The minimal white is just so pleasant. Bigger than it looks as well. Build is repetitive but kinda fun. That part could be Stockholm syndrome however, I've taken apart and rebuilt this set many times.

[thatstudyblrontea]

Tagged by @the---hermit – thank you! 🍁

❤️: Last song you listened to?

I listened to a lot of songs today with my sister, but I belive the last one was august by Taylor Swift.

🧡: Ideal pizza toppings?

Fries/baked potatoes for sure, because I just love potatoes and carbs to an embarrassing degree. And I like to add either saussage or tuna. Then I guess saussage + pecorino cheese, and courgettes + grana padano cheese.

💛: Dream vacation?

I have a lot of dream destination, just this morning I was thinking about how much I'd like to visit Florence and Pisa.

💚: Earth, air, fire or water?

Uhm, I'm gonna say air? Just because I've been reading Čechov's The Steppe (which I'm loving, btw) lately, and he does such an amazing job at romanticizing the air and the sky and outer space!

💙: Cartoon you grew up with?

Winnie the Pooh, Rolie Olie Polie, Bugs Bunny, Pimpa... I can't really choose one.

💜: Favourite scent?

Black tea leaves, especially a good East African English Breakfast. Then homebaked cakes, and my mother's homemade tomato sauce. :)

I'm tagging @studyingfilms @sxnshinedaisies @doresworld 🌼

[juniaships]

Strawberry rose princess cookie how she celebrate her birthday ? birthday party or something more simple

A feast! We're talking roast veggies, fountains of soda and a birthday cake the size of Pisa! Since SRP spent decades in a not-so eternal slumber, she doesn't waste time to throw a big bash to celebrate her return. It gives her a chance to invite as many Cookies as she wants so she can interact with them. It is bittersweet though since most of her family is gone.

[fatexbound]

@kaeruninja said: In all honesty, Chie didn’t seem to be the type who cared about staying warm during winter, especially if she went outside in shorts while snow was piling up. Still, Yosuke ended up with a pair of earmuffs, a St. Bernard looking dog on both of the ends. It kinda looked like her huge dog, too. It was a little on the kiddie side, but he figured it could be something she’d just wear indoors, or it was just some weird decoration she could put on her dog’s head. Perhaps a little too on the nose, he left it in a box and wrapped it in a shade of medium light green, not unlike the color of that (probably) sweaty green jacket she wore almost everyday. Having done his Christmas shopping early, there was nothing to do but wait and keep Teddie from bombarding him with billions of questions. With a backpack carrying his smaller gifts and the rest in his arms, Yosuke hiked his way through the snow to the Dojima household, where the party was. It was hard to knock on the door or ring the doorbell with his miniature leaning Tower of Pisa, but he was able to make it inside and neatly place his gifts along with the dozens of others. There were no rules to this party besides having a good time, cake and hot chocolate, so when he spotted Chie, he immediately scooped up his present and handed it over. “And a Merry Christmas to you too. It’s a normal present, I promise.”

Christmas asks | Accepting

Yu's uncle was a saint for letting him host a party at his house after last year. Nothing bad happened, but they all showed up unannounced and he wasn't too pleased, but let it go. Now that they had his permission, they went all out with this one. Naturally, she brought presents for everyone with a big smile on her face. Frankly, she was mostly looking forward to the delicious cake and free food.

Everything went through her enormous stomach.

Almost everyone had got there on time and while she was making small talk with Yukiko, who wanted to watch a Christmas horror movie instead of a classic wholesome one, her attention turned to the door being knocked-- or was it getting hit by an elbow? Yu was quick enough to open it and she smiled at Yosuke, waving him over to the couch. Her present for him was sitting on it nicely and comfortably.

But he beat her to the punch first. "Ooooh, what'd you get me?!" Without even waiting for a response, she tore open the classic green wrapping paper, and gasped in delight. "Aww, these are adorable!" She picked up the earmuffs to inspect them from the side. "And they got Muku's face too?! Wow, who knew you were so... sweet, Yosuke?" She sure didn't. Now it was her turn to sweep him off his feet.

"Here, Merry Christmas!" She presented him with a nicely yellow-colored wrapped box with a red bow on top. "Since you like video games... I got you this new hack-n-slash one a day before its official release online! It cost... a lot, but it doesn't matter! Hope you like it, and invite me over to play with you sometime, 'kay?"

[bewitchingbaker]

At the evening of the 24th december there was a colourful spark of light appearing in Chris living room, only for it to close ad diappear and leave behind a small package wrapped in a linencloth. Inside are neatly knitted mittens dyed in a deep blue that is so dark blue it almost looks violet. The mittens fit perfectly on Chris hands and might explain why Wolf so often had recently taken his hands into hers and held them more often. She had taken measurments. Written with cole on the inside of the linenwrapping of the present is a short message: "Dear Muuske, here is still not so nice lent-time, so I cant leave unless I want that the Mother Superior beats me with her sandale. Which I have dreamed about nicely some time ago, but that would definitive be not as nice as in my dreams. Make sure the wild hunt is not stealing you away and be careful in the coming Rauhnächte, i send you something to keep you nicely warm. Lov Wolf" @werspinna

A certain hellhound's ears perk up at the sounds of a portal opening. What could that be? The baker wasn't expecting any company today since he was busy prepping for a visit with family. One could hear the sounds of various pots and pans moving while a few gifts began to wrap themselves in his living room. Quas was busy napping next to his Eldritch companion.

Once Quas heard the familiar sound, he made his way to the package. He takes a sniff of the package, noting the familar scent of the meadows of Pisa came to mind. With a hint of lavender rose. One person came to mind, bringing a knowing smile to the hellhound's face.

"O-ho, interesting~"

Gently he takes the package in his mouth to deliver the lay sister's gift to the baker.

Chirs, clad in his iconic purple bandana and silly christmas sweater, was busy cutting slices of cake. A tired sigh escapes his lips as he looks down at Quas with a small smile.

"What ya got there dude?"

He wipes his hands on his apron before he's handed the package. An inquisitive tilt of his head as he looked over the package. Could it be? Wolf? A red hue begins to fill those chubby cheeks of his, earning a laugh from his friend.

He didn't expect a gift from the Spider person, seeing as how she was often on a mission or dealing with Mother Superior. Plus, he was too scared to actually ask her to spend time with him on Christmas. His eyes wander to the box addressed to Wolf, wondering when he is going to give them their gift.

"Go ON opEN iT," Quas laughs as he rests near the baker.

His hands open the letter, one hand straightening his glasses. Muuske. Even reading those words made him smile longingly at the thought of Wolf, cheeks growing a deeper shade of red with each word. So sweet. So kind. So thoughtful. Even though she wasn't there, her words made him feel as though she were tight there in front of him.

Brown hues stare at the mittens, chuckling at their color. She was pretty observant, judging fromt he almost violet color. He slips one on with a smile, appreciating how perfect they feel on his hands. No wonder she was always holding and taking note of every detail on his hands.

"Gracias, mi reina~"he muses to himself. "I hope you keep warm as well and enjoy the gift I'll be sending you."

[ @werspinna ]

[doc-equation25]

Survey Part 2

eaten puffer fish? No got acupuncture? No had a cake made for you? Yes eaten caviar? No eaten foie gras? No eaten oysters? Yes seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa? No seen the Sagrada Familia? No know how to do a cartwheel? I used to. smoked shisha/hookah? No been to a nude beach? No babysat? I think so. donated clothing? Yes been ice skating? Yes played golf? Mini, yes. Regular, no. played tennis? Yes played netball? No played hockey? Maybe field hockey, I think. played basketball? Yes played cricket? No taken a self-defense class? No made a snow angel? Yes been out in the pouring rain? Yes ridden an electric scooter? Maybe. ridden a rickshaw? No been on a roller coaster? Yes stayed in a hostel? No stayed in a resort? Yes taken a train/subway from grand central station? I don't think so. been to a German Christmas market? No walked across abbey road? No been to a Greek island? No been inside a cave? I think so. eaten pizza in Italy? No eaten sushi in Japan? No been to Monte Carlo? No been on a plane ride over 10 hours long? Yes been to Croatia? No shot an arrow? Yes rolled down a really big hill? I think so. picked berries? Yes placed an item in a random person’s shopping cart? No had someone play with your hair? Yes been so drunk you almost threw up? No played ding dong ditch? No had a foam fight? No but it looks fun. gotten detention? No been in a newspaper? Yes (again, for something small). worn pajamas in public? Yes drunk alcohol in the middle of the day? No been stung by a jellyfish? Yes been in a haunted house/scary maze? Yes been served alcohol underage? No ran away from police? No climbed into a park in the middle of the night? No painted a room? Yes played beer pong? Without alcohol, but yes. played the lottery? Yes had a job? Yes run through sprinklers? Yes cried in the cinema? Yes made tie dye t shirts? Yes laid on a trampoline and looked at the stars? I think so. sat on a roof? Maybe. I'm not sure. cooked a meal? Yes slept in a hammock? Yes washed a car? Yes gone bowling? Yes been on a ferry? I don't think so. been to the natural history museum in London? No had a class reunion? No been to a water park? Yes been to a Michelin star restaurant? No been Christmas caroling? Yes held a hedgehog? No fed a penguin? I think when I was really young.

[neuromorphosis]

OMFG

Ralph took a deep breath as he booted up the backup files for Earth, circa 2023. After barely avoiding total annihilation of his last universe, he had been demoted to backup duty.

"Piece of cake, just gotta preserve this as-is," Ralph said, cracking his knuckles. His bushy tail twitched as he initiated the Earth backup protocols.

The first few centuries zipped by smoothly as Ralph carefully maintained the status quo. By the Renaissance, he was starting to get distracted. "Ugh, preserving history is kind of boring."

Ralph decided to fiddle around (again). He made all fruits and vegetables taste like chocolate and eliminated income taxes. Minor tweaks, he thought, by the 2020's, things really spiraled out of control. Massive furred beasts fueled by Red Bull and NFTs terrorized suburban neighborhoods. Ralph winced as one crushed another row of houses with its gigantic paws while. Its googly eyes and toothy maw would've been comical, if not for the trail of destruction in its wake, and the constant litany of advertising jingles.

At least the dinosaurs were distracted by schools of flying mackerel and jellyfish filling the skies.

Ralph had to fix this before the fabric of reality completely unraveled. But every time he tried to restore order, things just got weirder.

Attempting to delete the mutant hybrids, he accidentally spawned floating eyeballs with tentacles instead of legs. And his renovations to the Leaning Tower of Pisa resulted in the entire structure coming alive and galloping down Italian streets.

As planets started shifting colors and continents began sinking into the sea, Ralph knew this backup was a lost cause. No amount of divine intervention could restore Earth's original timeline now.

With a sigh, Ralph clicked "Revert to Previous Version" and decided to call it a day. Maybe he should stick to universe maintenance tasks instead, like listening to and subsequently ignoring prayers or moving stars into fun shapes.

At least he was getting lots of practice for his next big assignment - rebooting Mars as a tropical paradise resort. With any luck, this build would go much smoother than Earth 2023...

[werspinna]

Continuation from Here ! Luna's Moonlight Delights, a bakery that was no stranger to the...well strange side of the world. Some of their customers included vampires, wendigos, demons, and trolls. Helped by the fact that the owners were a coven of witches called the Lunas.

Julia, the family matriarch and founding pastier. Camillo, the ever so charming bread expert and cashier. Alice, the scowling cake decorator. Angela, the space cadet that held down the front counter. Finally, Chris, the youngest Luna and potential inheritor of the bakery. Add the eldritch kitten, Dee, and the long winded hellhound, Quas. You'd have a family used to more absurd aspects of life.

So when Quas heard the dimensional portal open in front of the bakery, his ears perked up to check for any threats. Red eyes widened seeing Wolf. A few flames began to ignite around him, ready to defend the bakery.

Chris's own eyes widened when he was greeted by the sight of someone tracking blood and carrying an axe. The young witch motioned for his hellhound to calm down, feeling some sense of trust towards the knight. A few mops began to clean any blood trails she left as he offered her a smile.

"Welcome to Lunas Moonlight Delights," Chris smiled. "We have a quite few selections of strawberry flavored pastries. "

His hand's motion to the selection of sweets in their display case.

"Our strawberry cupcakes are a neighborhood favorite. Merengón De Fresas, is pretty delicious. We also have strawberry horchata which is a beverage if you're feeling thirsty. Do any of those three sound good?"

The movements of the mops by themself made Wolfs head snap around as if she was a carnivore seeing a prey scuttling away, but as soon as she saw what was happening the young woman only laughed and turned back to Chris, pointing a poxscarred thumb over her back to the over the floor whiping mops moving like enchanted by Goethes Zauberlehrling: "Ha! if thats what the future brings, its going to be a very nice blessing. Sadly after my time- I could use one of those self cleaning mops when I have to mop the convents floors, usually I have to do that on my knees with just a wet piece of cloth so much to not joining the nuns in prayer and still having to crawl around on my knees, you know. But anyway- " Still laughing and still with a earnest, beaming smile on her scarred face Wolf said with pure honesty: "-I have not the slightest idea what you have just told me about, really, not even a shimmer of an idea!" Truth be told- Wolf had grown up speaking the lowgerman spoken around Cologne in the early high medieval age, then she had learned the Italian spoken around Pisa that would twohundred years after her life turn into the citylanguage and only for a short time had learned modern english in the Spider Society, so spanish, especially modern spanish, had never been something she had learned. the few spanish swars she had learned from the sailors and fishers around the Arno runnignthroug Pisa, were not good enough of words to help her make any sense of the cakes and beverage Chris had offered her.

Accordingly she only placed her elbows on the counter, leaning her chin on her hands and flutterd her eight eyes up at the man without a ounce of shame. The interdimensional watch on her wrist was still blinking impatiently and where her chin rested on her hands her scarred cheek was dyed in a reddish tint : "So how about I get a nice thing of everything and if I react alergic to it or its poisonous for me- which would be just my luck, not gonna lie- I at least die nicely blissfully, praising the most beautiful baker who had been so nice to serve me those pastries all nicely, yes?" with a scarred hand she fished three Grosso out of her beltbag which were dark grey and thumbed smooth like glass, but looked a lot of newer than what Chris might had seen in museums about coins of southitaly in the early 13th century: "Would that be enough to pay for it?"

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"Discovering the Beauty of Imported Italian Marble”: A Guide From STONE HUB INDIA

The Leaning Tower of Pisa and the Supreme Court building made from imported marble have created a benchmark of legacy. It is somehow impossible to see the same kind of building in earlier times. The beauty that we see today couldn’t be imagined before, but if you have resources like imported marble, you can create a blueprint for a country with beautiful infrastructure. Stone Hub India paints a lovely picture of discovering the beauty of imported marble and the main highlights that entice the viewer to have a VOW experience. 

Where is imported marble generally used? 

If we talk about the use of imported marble, then it is generally used in the following places: flooring, kitchen countertops, wall cladding, monuments, and sculpture. Generally, imported goods were used by the royals and elites in earlier times, and minors were not allowed to make anything with marble because it was expensive. But now it is affordable, and anyone can use it. Here are the following things that you will find most fascinating about “imported marble” 

The following characteristics distinguish imported marble from Stone Hub India, an

top leading supplier of imported marble kishangarh, assuring the audience that they will purchase the best-imported marble collection from them. 

Durability - 

The imported marble is generally known for its durability, as you can witness in the historical monuments and other “epitomes of elegance” buildings. Due to this reason, they stand rigid for several years without losing their shine and luster. 

Accessibility - 

It was impossible to import Italian marble to every region of the country, but now it is possible, and someone can purchase the best quality imported marble from STONE HUB INDIA, which is the top imported marble company in kishangarh. They have around 300+ collections of imported marble and have been working in this industry for so long, constructing powerful skyscrapers. 

Versatility - 

Imported marbles are versatile and can be used in personal as well as commercial buildings. From flooring to kitchen countertops, this imported marble can be used in almost every corner of the building. 

Unique patterns - 

Imported marble is available in various types and an elegant series of colors. Whether it's Black Marquina marble or Bottocino marble, the vein patterns and luster seem like the icing on the cake, and no one can turn their head without taking a glimpse. 

Heat-resistant - 

If you have come across a building made of imported marble, you may have had a soothing and numbing experience. Because this is the best trait of imported marble, which is resistant to heat, it never impairs the structure of the building due to harmful UV rays. 

Best place to look for the “imported marble in Kishangarh” 

Kishangarh is the main spot for imported marble, where you can find a bustling market for marble. This is also known as the “marble city of India," Kishangarh, and if you are someone looking for the best imported marble company in Kishangarh, then STONE HUB INDIA is the best place to hit the spot. Whether for commercial or residential purposes, this imported marble company will be the best companion in the long run.