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[planetseraspice]

Unveiling the Warmth: Planetsera's Garam Masala - A Symphony of Flavors

Garam masala, the soul of Indian cuisine, isn't just a spice blend; it's a fragrant story waiting to be told. And Planetsera, renowned for its commitment to quality and authenticity, crafts a garam masala that sings on your palate. Today, we embark on a journey to explore this magical blend, its secrets, and how it can elevate your culinary creations.

More Than Just Heat: A Balanced Melody

Planetsera's garam masala goes beyond the fiery reputation that generally comes with the moniker. Their blend is a carefully crafted collection of 12 spices, each playing a unique role in the harmonious orchestra of flavor. Coriander and cumin provide an earthy basis, while black pepper adds a bit of heat. Cinnamon, cardamom, and star anise combine sweet and fragrant flavors, resulting in a mesmerizing complexity. Nutmeg and mace give hints of nuttiness, while bay leaves and dry ginger add depth and gentle heat. It's a symphony of tastes, expertly calibrated to excite your palate.

Unlocking Culinary Potential: Beyond the Usual Suspects

While Garam masala shines in curries, biryanis, and dals, its versatility extends far beyond. Sprinkle it on roasted vegetables for a smoky depth, or add a pinch to soups and stews for an exotic twist. Elevate your marinades with its warmth, or experiment with it in sweet dishes like rice pudding for a unique flavor profile. Planetsera's garam masala is your culinary passport to explore a world of possibilities.

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Planetsera sources its spices directly from Indian farms, ensuring freshness and authenticity. They meticulously clean and grind each ingredient, preserving their individual essence while creating a cohesive blend. Free from artificial colors, preservatives, and fillers, Planetsera's garam masala is a testament to its commitment to pure, unadulterated flavor.

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[organikriti]

Spices are an integral part of every Indian kitchen. They are what make an Indian kitchen, truly Indian. The best cooked meals become infinitely better with the right spices- the taste and the aroma from fresh spices is unparalleled!

That authentic taste as well as the health benefits that Indian spices provide can be availed only when they are pure, unadulterated and organic. Making organic spices a part of your daily diet ensure your meals taste delicious and smell aromatic, enlightening your senses!

[tullyzitchen]

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FALLING FOR YOU ; MV1

max verstappen x reader

. . . in his own little way, max finds the solutions to his problems not without a little help from his friends and ends up giving you the confession of a lifetime

amgf yeah... there's this, just fluff. i won't be as active this week because of exams and research but this is prime time of my impulsive ideas so either i can milk this opportunity to write every single day, or avoid this app for the remainder of the week. enjoy 👍

Max strives for stability. 

He enjoys the same routine that consists of jogging at eight am, early morning workout by nine am, brunch, a few rounds of sim racing, stopping by for a few phone calls and online meetings. If he isn’t expected to fly anywhere else he’d have his usual afternoon snack, play with his cats, more sim racing from six to eight pm, dinner with his team, reviewing data and notes, an hour for his own leisure— mostly sim racing, before heading to bed at one am.

Whatever happens in between is usually one of Lando’s plans in an attempt to spice things up in his life. Whether it’s going to the movies, buying ice cream at the convenience store down the street, or playing padel. Max is very much thankful for his friends.

Max also strives for the best.

He takes pride in his skills in racing and acknowledges his talent, and flaws. Honing them like a sharp knife through whetstones, he polishes himself and cuts through the defenses of the grid. He is a World Champion for a reason, and with a great car and team behind him, he knows they’ll get far. Max is very much thankful for the trust his team set upon him.

Max hates uncertainty. 

Well- hate is too strong of a word and dislike would be too weak for his opinions. 

Max despises uncertainty.

Especially when there’s you- the current root of all his “problems”. Despite his tendency to be blunt and straightforward statements, uncertainty always left a distasteful feeling in his mouth. 

Realizing that his wavering feelings for you have now shattered the routine he built to perfection. Long gone are sleeping on time and hello to staying up with you crowding his thoughts. Head full of the lingering scent of your perfume and the same voice playing in his head.

Max hated it. He despised how you orbit around his mind, bouncing through the walls of the gray matter inside his skull. He often catches himself smiling at the thought of you- before a bitter scowl fills his face and an incredulous and slightly constipated look pasted on his face.

But that was the least of his worries, such feelings could be fixed (a term he used to convince himself these are temporary). It’s not that Max doesn’t believe in relationships or think it’s nothing but a distraction, deep inside he’s aware that he craves affection. It’s the vague emotions clouding his heart making him think twice.

Then again, Max is thankful for his friends. 

“What did you say?” Lando squinted his eyes in the hopes to hear his words clearly. With a blank look- almost as if he put on a mask void of emotions Max spoke once more.

“Do I like YN?” 

The rest tilted their head to the side, in confusion. “D-did you perhaps ask us. . . if- if you like someone?” George, asked once more to make sure of his words, sighing in disbelief.

“It’s not just someone, it’s YN.” Max pushed the question once more and glanced at everyone on the table.

The silence was deafening. Max’ statement was too loud and too quiet at the same time, no one spoke and they left each other contemplating on the next words he will say.

“I need help. How do I know I like YN?” Collective gasps were heard throughout and one by one they slowly left the group of friends on the table leaving Max with Lando and George.

“How about we sleep over your question and. . .think— think about it you know?” Lando, the first to talk regarding the revelation that their stoic friend has now developed feelings for someone.

“Sleep? I hardly get any sleep these nights. I want to confirm my feelings now so I can finally sleep peacefully.” 

That’s when the pair noticed the bags under his eyes, mostly due to the lack of sleep like he said. Lando took a glance at George and started to talk telepathically at each other.

George sighs before pushing Max from his seat, “You see Max these feelings can’t be confirmed in a night, these requ-”

“It’s been weeks, George, I can’t lose sleep over such a trivial matter.” Max retorted with a firm stance using his lack of sleep as a front to confirm his feelings.

“Okay, first of all feelings are not a trivial matter. They are valid, and whatever is going on in your head about YN shouldn’t be taken lightly. Not because we’re curious but because we care about your emotional well being.” Lando spoke in a serious voice which only added on to Max’ confusion.

Feelings are not a big deal, at least not for him.

“And we're curious as to why you like YN.” George chimed as he followed the pair outside the room.

“Yes we’re curious but now how about I give you some romance books that you can study and read. Only you can confirm your feelings Max, let’s stop by my room and I’ll give you books you can read and next week- next week we’ll talk about this matter again.”

Lando now sounds like a mom scolding his child for misbehaving, dragging the latter to his room and sending him off with a tower of romance books.

Max is smart, he can understand such concepts by himself.

Feeling accomplished, Lando glanced at George smirking at him before walking away with Max to his apartment.

Max on the other hand went inside his room and began to bury himself in the books he brought along. “If I’m not sleeping at least I get my feelings in line.”

One chapter. And another turns to five and in the blink of an eye a week has passed. Max returned to his routine but instead of sleeping at one he pushed it to an even later hour to make time for reading which helped him sleep.

The first nights were hard, after finishing a chapter of the book he finds himself falling asleep and now you appear to become more vivid in his mind. Invading his dreams as romantic scenarios play on repeat while Max mindlessly sleeps which results in him waking up flustered and warm.

Passing by you on the paddock became frequent; it's as if the universe has its way to bring you together. Now everywhere Max looked there was you, in the corner of his sight you occupied a chunk of his thoughts and as much as he hated to admit he found himself anticipating your presence.

By the end of the week you managed to invade his thoughts and heart which only strengthened his theory and confirmed his feelings for you. With no time to waste, Max went to look for you. The second practice was over, he’s telling you what you’re doing to him.

With new found information from the team about your whereabouts, Max made his way to the hospitality locating where you’re assigned he opens the door abruptly to see you preparing food. You stand straight feeling the intimidating aura around him, you watch him exhale a sigh of relief before talking a large step in your direction. On instinct you back away giving him space, every step Max takes is a step backward from you.

Unknowingly your feet hit the corner of the marble countertop and like a cliché scene Max remembers from the books he’s been reading you stumble backwards.

Max is a racer for a reason, and with swift reflexes he managed to catch your fall and brought you up to your feet. “You should watch where you’re going. I don’t want you falling just like how I fell for you.”

Silence. Complete, utter silence from the both of you paired with the low buzz of the booming air conditioner right near you. You blink your eyes incredulously, “What?”

“I mean. . . I do want you to fall for me, it would be sad to find out that my feelings are one-sided. But I mean my words YN.”

You adjust your posture and back away. “What are the words Max? About me falling to the ground or you. . . you f- falling for me?” Your voice thins out at the end unsure of what you just heard.

“Both. I don’t want you to fall, it’s dangerous just like how you did to me. You enamored me with those charms, I just want to know how you did it.” Max spoke with the most bored and plain looking face he could muster up. His palms were sweating inside his pockets in extreme nervousness.

“Is this- is this your confession perhaps?” You try to piece things together, like the subtle clues Lando and George have been leaving out of nowhere.

“Yes. This is my confession.” Max blurts out as sweat drips from the side of his forehead. And just as he was losing hope from this failed confession your bubbly laugh bursts the silence in the air.

“You know, you need to work on your confession more. That was unlike any other, but I understand what you mean. Do you want me to fall for you, Maxie?” 

Max stares at you and you don't miss the soft gaze he set upon you. You note the light blush spread around the apples of his cheeks as his eyes light up the moment you called his name. The once awkward silent air was now filled with a warm feeling that spread all over your body, leaving goosebumps all over your skin.

“I do. I fell for you, I like you, and I want to mean something to you.”

His way with words caught you off guard, Max Verstappen, who would’ve thought. You smile at him, this time it’s you walking towards his direction.

Max stiffened at the proximity between the two of you, his feet stuck to the floor preventing him from backing away. Your face gets closer to his and all the thoughts clouding his mind have been wiped away.

You face him and whisper something in his ear before walking away towards the kitchen at the back, legs shaking and breaths heavy. 

Taking a moment to himself Max meditates in an attempt to calm his bouncing heart, legs shaking as if they ran a hundred miles, and his mind whirring into different ideas and possibilities.

Max never falls- literally and figuratively.

Yet you managed to be the root of all his problems. The person who made him fall, there was no doubt that Max fell and will still be falling for you.

[whenanafallsinlove]

BNHA CHARACTERS X GN! READER; - how they would act with a foreign s/o headcanons﹗

﹗warnings: none, pure fluff! :D

a/n: not proof read! Sorry if it's a little repetitive! Requests are open if you want pt 2 with other characters or fandoms :D

includes: Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari

Katsuki Bakugou:

definitely learns how to cook typical foods from your country

calls you dumbass if you mess up a sentence in japanese

likes to correct your pronunciation and grammar

if you typically eat a lot of spicy foods in your country, you two will challenge each other on who eats the most spice

he likes when you speak in your language

he told you he wanted to learn your language with the excuse that it would make him a better hero

but he wants to learn it because he is just nosy

specially after hearing you saying his name during a call with your family, and not understanding what you told them about him

you told him that if he wanted to know, he would have to learn your language

he obviously takes that as a challenge and learns a lot very quickly (and he's unsurprisingly good too)

Shoto Todoroki:

would be eager to help you learn japanese

he would surprise you by learning your language too

asks you to cook your favorite typical meals for him to try

if you were feeling homesick, he would search online and buy you a bunch of your country’s typical candy

gets embarassed when you catch him listening to podcasts to learn your language

he's like super proud of having a foreign s/o

he will bring the fact that you're from another country every chance he gets

when he brings you to meet his family, he's mortified when his father asks something stupid/stereotypical about your country

when you started dating, one of the first things he asked you was the cultural differences when dating in your country

just to make sure you were on the same page, and also to take into account important gestures that would be meaningful for you

Sero Hanta:

he would compliment you and use pet names in your language

he watched a tik tok of “trying typical candy from my s/o’s country!” and immediately asked you to do it

starts to listen to music in your language!

often asks you to teach him some phrases in your language, but gets frustrated when he just can’t get a grasp on the pronunciation

duolingo is secretly his best friend

admires you for knowing more than one language

would buy anything related to your country and gift it to you,

he sees a postcard at the store with a photo from your country? he buys it; he sees a fridge magnet from your contry? he gets it; he sees a turism magazine with 'top 10 places to visit this year' and your country's name on it, he's already checking out with it

he just wants to make you feel at home with him too

constantly checks on you to make sure you're not homesick

Denki Kaminari:

asks you A LOT about your country, specially the differences between where you are from and where you live now

he’s like a kid, always grabbing random stuff and asking “how do call… in your country?”

begs you to teach him how to curse in you language

probably tries to learn how to dance to music from your country

when you facetime your family he likes to greet them with the three words you have taught him

celebrates your important national festivities with you

he starts to follow and watch entertainment content in your language, claiming he starts to understand it (he does not)

everytime you cook something from your country, he asks you to make some for him too

claims that your voice and personality change when you speak in your language

[deepfivetraveller]

King Baldwin iv x Time!traveler!reader

chapter 2

Chapter 1

You get up from your bed and sit on the floor cross-legged. “System, I have the ability to by clothes from you right? Can you show me a few of the clothes available at your store?”

Sadly Miss Y/n, when I meant you can buy clothes through me, I meant you can buy the fabrics only. It showed you a plethora of fabrics, ranging from cheap cotton to colourful silk.

Now this is annoying. You might have basic skills to stitch a button and all but making an entire dress from scratch? Yeah, that’s impossible. Not to mention tailoring machines don’t even exist. Now you have no choice but to buy from traders

When you began your mission the system gave you some money as an achievement for starting the main quest, which was more than enough to rent a room at the inn. But now that you have a place to sleep for some time you should probably start thinking about how to finish that small side quest you started.

After calculating the benefits and losses of the decision you’re about to make, you snap your fingers at the thrill of discovery and lean towards the screen. “System show me the food products you have available.” Within seconds it shows you all forms of food at the online shop. You scroll down a few times and find exactly what you’re looking for. Pepper, chilli powder, chat masala and many more spices were shown and you clicked buy,buy,buy on all of them. Considering the fact that most of the spices here weren’t even discovered in this timeline you have some faith that they will blow off in the market when you sell them.

I think I know what you’re gonna do to finish the side quest miss Y/n…

Last night

“Sadly this seems to be a bad time for you and your father to set up your shop madame.” The man held a cresset lamp, which illuminated the path while his wife helped you walk across.

“Why do you say so sir?” You’re confused. He seemed a bit hesitant to say this and signs his wife to reply.

“Many people in Jerusalem have been going sick. And it’s no ordinary sickness, no, people’s legs are getting swollen, they bleed at the slightest of injuries and the gums inside their mouth become tender to the point that their teeth start to fall off. Most doctors call it ‘The Barlow's disease’ or something along those lines but most of us just call it ‘The loosener of teeth’”

Yeesh that was a gruesome description. People here have less immunity as it is and something like this ain’t gonna help them much.

“Is it really that bad?” She nods a yes. “The sick have increased to a point where the king himself has taken notice. Although he has hired physicians from other lands to cure the sick, most of the people who have the sickness don’t have the money to visit them.” She sighs in defeat.

Wait a minute…Swollen gums? Falling teeth? Barlow's disease? You’ve studies about this before in history class, it’s scurvy! It affects people with a lack of Vitamin C in their diet that is, sailors and the poor. It can be cured simply by eating food which has the vitamin. A wave of relief washes you since you definitely won't be getting it.

“I don’t think it’ll be a problem anymore madame.” You smile softly while the screen shows a pop up.

Side quest unlocked! Cure all people in Jerusalem from Scurvy.

Present

The stall for your shop was quickly set up, partially because the last owner just left the shop as it is. Within some time, all the spices were neatly displayed. By looking at other shops it was easy to decorate your own and it’s safe to say, yours was the most organised. It was extravagant, but not extravagant enough to drive the common people away.

Good job Miss Y/n! I’ll help you in whatever way I can to make the mission easy for you. I’ll try my best to get a discount on the rates in my store so you won't have to spend too much money on this!

“Thank you screen, that’ll help a lot. Honestly I’m doing it mostly for the money I’ll get after completing the side quest.” You remark while the screen giggles with its emoticon mouth. “By the way, just refer to me as Y/n. Miss Y/n feels too formal. Talk to me casually! You’re the only person that connects me to my time anyway.” You dryly chuckle, looking at the containers sadly. Even now you’re mind is not able to comprehend the fact that you’re in the past. It’s still trying to convince you, you’re in a foreign rural village.

“Excuse me.” you look at the young girl standing in front of your shop. “Do you have any pepper available?” So cute! She has such chubby cheeks too!

But immediately you notice her teeth. They look like as if they are about to fall; multiple of them. Her gums are also swollen, indicating she has the disease. So that's why her cheeks are chubby! Now you feel kinda bad for thinking its cute. “Yes we do darling how much do you want?”

“About 2 Livre (pounds) please.” She waited as you wrapped it up for her. “Do you wish to pay with your money or win it for free in a contest?” She squints her eyes. “Contest?”

With a bright smile you say “Yes a contest! This contest is an eating contest that only the people with Barlow's disease can contest in.” You show her a plate filled with oranges. “If the person is able to eat these oranges before the hourglass stops the person gets whatever they wish to buy for free! Remember, the more you want to buy, the more amount of fruit you have to eat.” You point out. At first you were a bit worried whether the girl would openly admit she has the disease since it’s considered shameful to openly admit a person is sick, but considering how her mouth was watering when she looked at the oranges, it was quite easy to determine she’d do anything for free food.

“W-Well…” She lifts her skirt a bit to show her swollen legs. “I have the sickness. Can I contest? If so, will my name be revealed for having the sickness??” Oh my god her cuteness is crushing your heart! “Oh no dear, nobody’s name shall be revealed, winner or participant. Do you want to contest?”

The girl nods vigorously as you set up the hourglass. The moment you tell her to start, she shoves all the slices of oranges into her mouth, making her choke. You panic and tell her to spit it out but she ignores your pleas and swallows them all, making her oesophagus hurt from the pressure.

You shift your demeanour and hand the pepper over to her. “C-Congrats! You won the contest! You can have this for free.”

She however is in a state of shock. To get good quality food for free is a miracle, a gift from God really. 

“Did I…really win this?”

“Yes love you did! What you ate was quite a large amount too. Well done!” It wasn’t. You calculated time and time again this morning to get the orange slices proportional to the food they were buying in such a way that anyone with weak teeth could win it. You even used the son of the man and wife you met at first as a guinea pig, by making him eat them in the name of ‘A thank you gift.’ His sickness decreased drastically and his teeth became strong sometime after the meal, which was quite startling to see since you’ve never seen anyone recover that fast.

The little girl looked at you with doe eyes. “Can I contest again?”

“No love, a person gets only one chance per day. You can come tomorrow to try!”

“I will!” She squeaks. “I loved that fruit too. It’s flavour was unlike anything i’ve eaten, being sweet and tangy at the same time.” Damn it's hard to believe she was even able to taste it after seeing the way she shoved it in her mouth. “I’ll come again tomorrow to try nice lady!”

“Spread a good word for me!” You yell as she waves goodbye. It didn’t take much time for your shop to go popular.You told about this contest to anyone who entered your shop. Many were disgusted at the fact the sick have come here but others saw this as an opportunity to get free food. The sick came to you in disguise at first but within the span of four days they didn’t even hide  their sickness anymore. People started viewing your shop as a clinic at some point, an they started lining up, some even carrying family members who’ve lost their ability to walk.

It got to the point where all of this was happening at a loss, so the best course of action was to sell the oranges to other fruit traders. It not only gave you a huge profit but also made sure the cure was spread to all corners of Jerusalem. Your oranges were rumoured to be ‘The miracle cure’ so they sold out of shops within seconds. The poor still came to you for the free ones but the rich considered it a luxury product due to its high rates at shops. Funny how these were the same people who were disgusted at your idea at first.

Within one and a half months the sick decreased drastically. Your name became popular which worried you alot since you’re probably under the radar of assassins or someone more dangerous. Your quest too was finished, and the system gave you a heep of money which was enough to buy a moderately big home. While people were being cured, your anxiety surged more and more. You were certain your life was under a threat.

One faithful day while you were instructing the new employees on how to take care of the shop, the crowd became silent. They made way for a bunch of men on horses. It was the crusaders.

Everyone including you bowed slightly as they made an announcement.

“Madame Y/n, the king has noticed your efforts on eradicating the Barlow's disease. He has decided to meet you at the royal court to thank you properly. We shall be heading there NOW.” Two guards came up to you and dragged you inside a carriage like vehicle, which was poorly made.

This wasn’t an invitation to give you rewards. The KING himself has decided you’re a witch and has demanded your presence in court, to decide how to execute you.

[bloodymiso]

★ dude, its just groceries — various x gn reader

how do they buy groceries? do they go to the convenience store every weekend and buy in small batches? or do they go to a big grocery like every 5 months and hoard?

notes: this has been in my drafts for a while lmao | mentions of food(duh), mention of a doctor’s appointment, one or two swears

— in small batches

convenience store lunches, little trips every saturday, small fridge in a small apartment—that was their life. coming home after a long day of work, popping by the tiny store outside your home to grab a sandwich or two and boom! dinner was that easy. living with a little store outside their home was literal heaven.

“awh shucks, we’re out of pudding..” they pout as they turn to you on the bed, upside down and legs on the headboard.

“do we even have anything for dinner?” you ask, turning your head to them as they shook their head. you both pause, a knowing look evident on both of your faces.

“convenience store dinner! last one there pays!” you say as both of you shot up, racing to get to the door as you fought to open it. they sneaked under your arms and through the door , once you got out, they were halfway to the elevator. (or to the store.)

“you little—augh!”

VENTI, ga ming, kazuha, kaveh, GOROU, hu tao, & heizou

— lmao what’s groceries?

uh..doing their own groceries? hell no! they usually just order online. if they’re rich enough, maybe their assistants will do it for them. either way, you have never seen this brat even hold a shopping bag.

“what the..oh my god we’re out of rice!” you said in shock, gawking at the empty cabinet in your kitchen you often held for rice.

“oh really?” they acknowledged before quickly calling someone on their phone. “hey man, could you get us some rice? we’re out lol.”

like..bitch what?

CHILDE, scaramouche, DILUC, furina, navia, AYATO & NINGGUANG

— they hoard

“hey, let’s go to the grocery.” and you end up coming home with 6 bags chock-full of food and supplies to last you pretty much half a year. they were always ready for something bad to happen, an apocalypse, or maybe a shortage in supplies and sure, that was a good thing, but not when they were so strict about it..

wanna get spinach for some lasagna? nope, but we have kale in the fridge! some spices for curry? nope, but we have pepper! it was frustrating, really.

eventually they gave up and joined you on small grocery trips here and there. they had to admit, it was nice only carrying one or two bags home.

“see? now whenever you’re craving something i can just make it.” “don’t mention my cravings.”

WRIOTHESLEY, arlecchino, arataki itto (hear me out), cyno & EULA

— in scheduled visits

“can we go to the grocery today?” you ask, bored out of your mind as you placed down your phone. “we aren’t scheduled for a visit till friday though..” they say, as if replying to a question about a doctor’s appointment.

you didn’t know if it was because of their almost insane sense of orderliness, or because it was how they went for groceries with their parents when they were younger, but god did they stick to their schedule. it was a good way to make sure you wouldn’t use too much money in a week but sometimes, boredom takes the best of both of you.

“fuck it let’s go to the grocery.” they say, standing up from their chair as you stopped tapping your finger on their desk. the shock on your face made it seem like you just figured out the answer to the bonus question on a math exam, but you shrugged it off and reluctantly joined.

ALHAITHAM, GANYU, keqing, kuki shinobu, and.. yeah

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by the firelight {jack daniels x reader}

Pairing: Jack Daniels (Agent Whiskey) x Reader

Summary: You enjoy a rustic dinner with your sweet cowboy.

Word Count: 637

Warnings: food, consumption of food, teasing banter, established relationship, hint of spice, nothin' too serious!

A/N: this was such a fun lil thing to make for the charcuterie board challenge hosted by @happypedrohours. i got jack and gouda for my wonderful pairing and i hope i did it justice!

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The heat from the campfire is sweltering; causing sweat to bloom in the backs of your knees, across the brow of your forehead, the spaces beneath your chest. All of your skin sensitive to the touch as it doesn’t seem to cool down like the man tending to the pot over the fire had claimed. The sun was setting but yet it wasn’t take the heat along with it, if anything it was only settling lower to the land.

“Food should be ready in a few, just want the cheese to get all crispy on top. Know you like a good crunch, don’t you sugar?” The twang of the man’s voice pulls you from your reverie, eyes lifting from the flames licking at the bottom of the grill plate and to the broad stretch of his shoulders in a plain white shirt. The man in question is turned to face you, the profile of his face stark against the brightness lighting him up from behind. His brow is raised in a teasing manner, his lips quirked up equally so.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Oh c’mon, sugar. This was the only time we could get away and you know it.”

You purse your lips, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of agreement. But he was right, the ranch was busier than ever. His rodeo shows selling out and putting extra work on everyone, summer settling in nicely as the solstice finally dawns the season. It would be a busy one, his name making papers and articles online, everyone clamoring for a piece of the ‘Cowboy Wonder’, his photos holding his own atop a bucking horse everywhere bringing families and fawning women in droves.

The sharp scent of smoked chipotle catches your attention as it wafts in the steam from the closed pot, your face showing surprise. You knew he had run to the store that morning as you lay in bed, tired from the long workday of tending to the horses and then riding your own, both in the show and in the privacy of your shared home. The deal was you gather and keep track of the camping supplies while he gets the food and packs up the truck.

“Is that…?”

“Smoked chipotle gouda, you betcha!”

“Jack…” You can’t help the whine of your voice, that particular cheese was expensive. He had the money, you both did, but while you did enjoy the simple things in life, that was beginning to slowly shift as gifts and endorsements rolled in, ticket sales skyrocketing and higher cuts added to your checks. The ranch you worked for doing their best to keep you both happy as they gained renown.

But Jack is standing, placing the pot onto the small camping table he had set up beside the fire for him to chop and mix up stuff. His trademark stenson placed on the picnic table your seated at as he sidles up close to you. His large, calloused hands are cupping your face and his eyes are trained solely on you even as the sounds of the campsite ramp up all around, it truly was dinner time. You melt, much like the beloved cheese over what you were sure was his mother’s famous chili recipe bubbling in the pot. The flare of worry at the minor fortune spent on something he knew you liked waning as you feel him press a comforting kiss to your forehead, the hat you donned already removed.

“Only the best for my sugar. Nothing else will do.” He’s pressing his lips to your cheek, moustache tickling but you couldn’t care less as heat begins to consume you from the inside out. The feel of his hands around your waist, the press of his chest to your own, the breath he’s sharing with you now, all of it was worth it. The heat of the day turns into the heat of two bodies as the sun dips even lower, casting periwinkle and cotton candy pink streaks across the evening sky.

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[ID: Whole spices including cloves, cinnamon, long pepper, and nutmeg in a small bowl. End ID.]

Mekelesha / መከለሻ (Ethiopian finishing spice blend)

Mekelesha wot is a finishing spice blend, added to dishes towards the end of cooking time so that the heat does not destroy their aromatics. Each cook adjusts their mekelesha blend to their own taste, but they usually include six or seven spices: Ethiopian false cardamom, long pepper, cumin, cloves, black pepper, and sometimes nutmeg.

Mekelesha adds complexity, intensity, and freshness to Ethiopian dishes, especially if made from whole spices at home. Also try it in other dishes such as kebabs, barbecue sauces, roasted vegetables, cooked salads, and more.

Recipe under the cut!

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Ingredients:

2 Tbsp Ethiopian false cardamom (korerima / ኮረሪማ; Aframomum melegueta), or substitute green cardamom

2 Tbsp (17g) Ethiopian long pepper (timiz / ጥምዝ; Piper capense)

1 1/2 Tbsp black pepper (kundo berbere)

1 Tbsp (7g) cumin seeds (kemun / ከሙን)

1 Tbsp (5g) whole cloves (krenfud / ቅርንፉድ)

4-inch chunk (5g) Ceylon cinnamon, or substitute cassia

1 nutmeg, crushed (optional)

See the notes at the end for a detailed description of spices and substitutions.

Instructions:

1. Toast whole spices one at a time in a small, dry skillet over medium heat. Toast each spice until it is fragrant, 30 seconds to 2 minutes; larger spices will take longer than smaller seeds. Set spices aside on a large plate and allow to cool.

2. Grind all spices in a coffee grinder or spice mill and filter through a fine mesh sieve. Store in an airtight container out of direct sunlight.

Notes on spices:

Korerima

Korerima is also known as “grains of paradise,” “black cardamom,” or “false cardamom.” Some recipes mistakenly call for Nepal cardamom in place of korerima, because Nepal cardamom is also known as “black cardamom” in English. The aroma of korerima once ground, though, is much more akin to that of green cardamom than to the smoky, camphorous aroma of Nepal cardamom.

Ceylon cinnamon

Ceylon or true cinnamon is a variety of cinnamon commonly grown in Ceylon, Sri Lanka; it has a subtler, more nuanced and less bitter flavor than cassia cinnamon. Because it must be rolled by hand (unlike cassia cinnamon, which curls naturally), it tends to be more expensive than cassia. If you can’t locate any Ceylon cinnamon, though, cassia is a good substitution.

Long pepper / timiz

Long pepper is the dried berries of Piper capense, also known as African long pepper or Ethiopian long pepper. Piper capense grows across west Africa, south Africa, and the horn of Africa. It is smoky, camphorous, and resinous, not as spicy or sharp as black or white pepper. Piper longum (Indian or Bengal long pepper) berries, which are sharper in taste, are best known for their cultivation in Southeast Asia, but they are also grown and eaten in East Africa and may also be referred to as “timiz.” In the U.S. and Europe, Ethiopian long pepper may be found online, or at a speciality African foods store, where it will be labelled “timiz”; Indian long pepper may be found at an Indian or halaal grocery store, where it will be labelled "long pepper" or “pipli.”

If you can't find timiz, substitute 1 Tbsp black peppercorns and 1 Tbsp white peppercorns.

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Headcanon Game - A to Z (nsft)

Quad Life specific:

Jason: Quickie/Toy Tommy: ZZZ/Favorite Position Red: Body Part/Cum Drakkon: Aftercare/NO

Jason:

Quickie – Jason fully endorses quickies especially given their chaotic lifestyles as Rangers. Sometimes things are happening, and you have to scratch your itch as best you can until things calm down. Quickies don’t have to be dull as most people think; they can be spiced up with locations, dirty roleplay, whatever you can imagine. And since ‘proper’ sex for their group is typically wild and kinky on a regular day, a quickie can be a way to relax from such advanced maneuvers and acrobatics.

Sometimes you do what you have to do to get your rocks off.

Toy – Initially, Jason didn’t have any toys, not that he was against them. Tommy was his first sexual partner and they were navigating coming out to their family and friends. Telling the other Rangers was complicated by everything that happened with Drakkon and Red in the Coinless Universe and not everyone was supportive due to the concerns with Tommy’s behavior towards Red, the vile torture Drakkon used to create his pet, et., not anything against their sexuality.

Jason was surprised what Tommy knew about kinky sex, which considering his early years and abusive, adoptive parents, should have been a glaring reminder of what he’d been exposed to in that environment and growing up in the streets, etc. So, Jase was still learning about sex and different positions while indulging in the Drakkon/Red roleplay.

The topic of toys came up after the two joined up with Drakkon and Red and formed their quad relationship. The two older men are vastly more experienced and wilder than what Tommy and Jason can conceive of and Tommy is very, very smitten with Red and curious about Drakkon’s boasting. Jason isn’t jealous but he aspires to be like him and learn from him. He wants to be as skilled with sex.

Red takes him under his wing and instructs him on seduction, foreplay, positions, games, and of course, toys. Jason orders them online in the beginning because he’s too shy to go to an adult store and Red is too riddled with anxiety in public spaces to go with him. As they grow, eventually they will go shop for toys, costumes etc together.

Usually Jason uses the toys on himself for Tommy or Drakkon’s pleasure. They are both very visual and also enjoy using the toys on Jason themselves. Tommy is open to having them used on himself by Jason; he has to be in the right frame of mind. Drakkon isn’t as open as he has control issues and, as he says, he’s a dominant top. It depends on the toy and where it goes/what it does…

Tommy:

ZZZ – Tommy is notorious for falling asleep at the drop of a hat after sex, unless, of course, he and his partner were indulging in more wild acts that necessitate quality aftercare. This is very important to him as he never wants to become so callous and self-indulgent that he treats Jason or Red as objects (or animals) that exist only for his pleasure.

When it comes to Red especially, Tommy wanted to check in so frequently that Red finally had to sit him down and have a thorough discussion that he wasn’t being taken advantage of, that he would and could use his safe words, that he understood he was allowed to say no or not like something.

Once that was out of the way, it became easier to enjoy his and Red’s sexual romps and could sleep more peacefully afterward.

Favorite Position – Like Drakkon, Tommy is very visually stimulated. His favorite positions are any that allow him to see Jason’s or Red’s face. Being able to look in their eyes when he enters them, watch their expressions during his thrusting, and seeing their mouths drop open when they orgasm send him over the edge. It also keeps a deeper connection in his mind as he’s aware of his possible inclinations to behave like Drakkon and risk treating them as less than human.

He never wants Jason or Red to feel unseen, unheard, or unappreciated; though they refer to themselves as ‘pets’, they are also beloved human partners.

Red:

Body Part – When it comes to his own body, Red’s favorite body part is his back. It took him a long time to be comfortable showing it off, criss-crossed with angry, jagged scars of various lengths and designs. But the cut of his muscles under that damaged skin reminds him of chiseled statues thanks to his rigorous and routine training, a part of his old life that still brings him comfort.

He once watched a video that Jason had taken on his high-tech little phone of himself flipping and twirling on the double bars in the backyard as he did his morning bodyweight exercises. His eye was drawn to the flexing and stretching and twisting of his back as he flew through the air, vaulting from bar to bar and holding static poses high above the ground.

Even Jason agreed that Red’s powerfully built back was gorgeous and he felt envious of ‘himself’. The Red Omega’s attempts to mimic his counterpart’s acrobatics ended in colossal failure and he’d only knocked the wind out of his lungs.

Tommy loves to trace his fingertips along Red’s scars, also admiring the evidence of his resilience and survival in the pits of a nightmarish hell. It makes Red sleepy when he does this despite being reminders of a dark time, the White Ranger’s murmured words of praise and awe also reminding him that he LIVED.

As for his favorite body parts regarding his partners…

Red can’t help but love Drakkon’s hands. For all the obvious reasons… The long, graceful fingers, smooth skin, as artistically talented as his own and not just with pencil and paper… Surprisingly, the asshole can also create as well as destroy. From sketches to portraits to delicious meals arranged upon their plates in decorative arrangements and taste just as amazing as they look, Drakkon’s hands were skillful.

They also decorated CJ’s flesh, bruised his face, choked him without mercy, carved a wound from the corner of his mouth up his cheek as one would a jack-o’-lantern, held the ends of the strap that welted his skin… and much more…

At other times, they wiped tears from his lashes, cleaned the dried blood matted in his thick hair, fed him when his own broken, swollen hands couldn’t function, dressed his gashes from the cage fights and tucked him into his bed to rest afterwards.

Those days were long gone and now they also aspired to tenderness when it came to Red.

Red’s favorite body part of Jason’s was his legs (which just so happened to be Tommy’s kink when it came to Red along with his scent). The Red Omega’s thighs were thick with muscle and drew the eye when dressed in his silky Ranger uniform. Well aware of Tommy’s love for their lower appendages, Red teaches Jason how to display them to their best advantage, driving both Tommy and Drakkon wild with lust in the most innocent of situations.

Red loves Tommy’s arms, being held and encircled by them he feels safe and loved and adored. Just the right amount of muscle and softness, they are perfect for falling asleep, nestled close to the White Ranger’s chest. They are also highly possessive of Red and dangerous to anyone who thinks to attempt to lay a finger on him. Or Jason or Drakkon.

Cum – Red knows that displaying his cum-covered body to his dominant partners feeds their obsessive desire for him, considering the telltale white fluid a way of claiming the pet for their own.  He can drive them wild by looking up into their faces through his lashes after they cum in his mouth, deliberately flashing his coated tongue before their eyes as he licks his lips and moans throatily when he swallows enough down to make his vocalizations raspy. He praises it as the best thing he’s ever tasted and begs for more.

During a particularly heated play time, Red had been the sole partner on the receiving end of so much cock and lapping tongue, that his body was covered from his thick grey hair to his feet, slick with the cum of Drakkon, Tommy, Jason, and himself as he lay panting and gasping, muscles quivering and eyes rolling back in his head from the aggressive, primal romp.

“You look so beautiful this way, darling,” the tyrant purred as Tommy and Jason grinned like fellow predators in agreement.

Drakkon:

Aftercare – When he and Red lived in the palace, both looney as bedbugs and decidedly lethal in their shared psychosis, Drakkon was only out for his own pleasure. It didn’t matter what Red wanted, if an act was frightening or painful… which the pet certainly never expressed in his desire to be perfect for his master… but anyone with eyes could have easily seen that at times, Red was hesitant, unsure, biting his lip in nervousness or to keep from screaming.

At least until his skill and prowess grew, his sexual education further supplemented with books Finster procured from the library and other…reference material.

Drakkon took Red with abandon, bent over furniture, nestled in his lap, upside down, against walls, suspended from the ceiling with brilliant red ribbons… he berated him, cursed him, taunted him, brought him to tears, beat him in an animalistic sexual rage, choked him until he passed out, drew streams of blood from the sensitive parts of his body until he was pale and clammy…

In the end, the tyrant gazed down at his pet, curled limply at his feet and grinning up at his master with his wide, canine grin and adoring eyes despite his whimpers… and Drakkon would toss a towel over his weak body before turning to draw a hot shower.

“Clean yourself up, pet, you’re getting blood and cum all over the place.”

Once he and Red had grown more bonded, Drakkon would pull his darling into the shower with him after they fucked, gently and tenderly soaping his battered flesh, holding him tightly under the hot spray as Red’s brain and hormones settled down from high-alert. He had even realized when exactly he started doing this… or when he allowed his pet to remain in his bed afterwards, cuddled close as they slumbered.

These days, Drakkon was more mindful of Red and Jason’s desires and feelings during sex. Just as Red tutored the Red Omega, Tommy educated his other self in the proper etiquette of checking in with one’s partner and taking the time after a romp to discuss anything that may have come up or went awry or caused distress. They could still enjoy a dominant/submissive, master/pet dynamic and still respect Jason and Red’s humanity and free will.

This boded well for Jason who missed the treatment that Red received in the early days and avoided being treated like a mindless plaything to discard once the tyrant orgasmed. Not to mention the steamrolling over consent (as Red was too mentally ill to agree to shit) and caring about another’s pain…..

NO – Red admitted privately to Jason and Tommy that he always thanked whatever in the Grid watched over him (no matter how poorly) that Drakkon did NOT have a piss or shit kink… the tyrant was too prissy for that, though he used to beat CJ until he lost control of his bladder in those mind fracturing early days of captivity. But there was no sexual motivation in doing so, it was purely for degradation and humiliation to mock him with later when he regained consciousness.

Drakkon has control issues so he typically runs the show with whoever graces his bed. He is the aggressor in the romp, the one giving dick, not catching it. Though he secretly is working up the courage to broach the subject (with Red and Red only) that he feels open to experimenting with letting Red top him.

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11 and/or 41!

11. what’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?

Research and me have an interesting relationship. Because on the one hand I love research. I'll do tons of research on things that barely matter just so I can sprinkle in little details or act like I know what I'm talking about without sticking my foot in my mouth. But then at the same time I will forget to research the most basic shit you've ever thought of.

OGYGGIYHNBGL, for the record, will read best if like me you temporarily completely forget that calendars exist. (I am in the works for trying to fix this, but calendars in general make it feel like my brain is on fire so. Tempered expectations is maybe the way to go when it comes to examining the accuracy of the football calendar season)

I don't know if neat is the word for it, but when I was researching Nigerian food for Sam's restaurant I learned some interesting things about how fucking impossible it is to find recipes for Nigerian food online:

Google quickly gives up and starts recommending reddit forums and google play links. This, as compared to the pages on pages on pages of recipe blogs you can find for most other foods.

Books are not much easier to find. After searching for a while I was able to get a hold of 5 books, most of which I had to order online and most of which are West or Northern African specific, not specific to Nigeria. One of the books I found is literally some guy's food blog copy/pasted into book format- it's written like a blog, the paragraph spacing varies wildly from page to page, and they've kept in all the parts where he casually mentions a local store he buys ingredients from. Despite all this, the copy of that I bought is in it's Fifth Edition,

No one would mention. Where all the fucking spice was coming from. Every single source would be like 'oh the food is so spicy' and then the recipe would read like a normal grocery store list. I finally figured some things out (like what kind of 'pepper' they were referring to)

41. what is the weirdest story idea you’ve ever had.

...I'm drawing a blank, sorry. All the ideas I've had have all been rooted in something, so none of them seem weird to me. Unusual in that I've maybe not seen a similar story before, but not weird.

So I'll say my most 'not seen this before' story idea is the one I have where two friends have to solve a mystery in a museum when one of the two blind. So much of the mystery genre is focused on visual clues that I wanted to explore how someone might piece a mystery together without using sight (or a sight-replacing superpower).

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May 18, 2024

A review of my first full week off from school.

daylist: celtic music renaissance saturday night (concerto, celebration, lute, cottagecore) [it was not celtic at all (except maybe for some bardcore) but very.. slow, chilled, indie, minimalist.. lady vocals]

The Target near me had a bunch of Colourpop on uber-clearance so of course I went and picked up some things and I'm kind of floored? One of the items was this plum eyeshadow palette and normally cheap palettes don't have much payoff on my skin but I swatched the colors and they all showed up so well??? And then I got this black cherry colored lipstick by them which is super hydrating and has such excellent staying power and I got two more the very next day. Definitely an easy swap for the deep red butter gloss I'd been using (and somehow lost today lol).

I had a chat with my postdoc early in the week about summer lab goals and I'm so excited! I think we should be able to build a really good set of preliminary data that I can use for my qualifying exam (this time next year--eek!) and potentially even for a fellowship application. My advisor thinks we have perhaps too many goals, but there's nothing inherently wrong with a bit of ambition, and he's generally quite supportive of what I want to accomplish this summer.

Kind of took it easy all week, got into lab a bit but didn't push too hard. Next week I'll begin the online bioinformatics course I found, and I'll work on getting my old data and code out of my undergraduate accounts.

For dinners this past week I was eating GOOD. I baked salmon (tried some new spice mixes~), made rice, and made this summery fruit salad salsa thing off the cuff and it was excellent (1 mango diced, 2 nectarines diced, half a lime juiced, half a red onion diced, an arbitrary amount of cilantro (didn't want to add things like strawberries bc I knew it'd have to be stored and didn't want it to get soggy)). A warm-chilled temperature dynamic with yum-yum sauce, sesame seeds, and nori strips for garnish UGHHH SO GOOD but next time I need to get higher quality salmon though, I think.

I started reading Hawkeye 2012 and it's pretty enjoyable! It's been years since I've read any comic with the intent to finish the full run, but this has been really fun. Stylistically, it's.. "scratchier" than what I'm accustomed to (I read AvX like four times in middle school), but I'm definitely feeling the pull to get back into comics and graphic novels; there are several on my to-read list. Best thing was that I was able to borrow it on Libby!!!!

Speaking of content, I binged Loot on AppleTV, that was fun.

So I mean it was a great week. And today I'm thankful for that.

still need to clean my room tho