#daily dose of maple

[daily-dose-of-maple]

Day 8: Maple forgot to wake up today :/

[m3tth4ws]

[crosswise101]

Pankcakes and cuddles

A short Red Son x GN!Reader fic :3 (also note that I'm not used to writing fanfiction so this one might suck)

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It was a new break of dawn when you decided to lock him in your arms possessively as you snuggled into his chest, he was supposed to make breakfast for both of you but it ended up in a never ending cuddling session in the comforts of your own bed.

"Let go of me you insolent gremlin... I have to cook breakfast so you won't starve to death..." Red Son muttered irritably as he tried to push you away, but you just won't budge.

"Nooooo I want my daily dose of cuddles though," You whined as you push yourself unto Red Son futher, looking up to his gaze with puppy dog eyes hoping that he would fall for it.

"We've been cuddling for half and hour now." He deadpanned, completely ignoring your effort to make him stay with you in bed.

"...Doesn't matter I want you." You said, stubborn against the idea of Red Son leaving for something that is totally not important.

"W-why you little- ugh!" He groaned, you could tell that you left him flustered because of your words by him just stumbling upon his words.

"I'll just be in the kitchen if you need me..." Red son muttered off before gently pushing you off of him completely this time. Though it was surprisingly easy, this made you wonder why he didn't just push you away earlier.

He climb off the bed and went out of your room, now it's just you alone.

"Noooo It's too cold, come back my personal heaterrr" You whined some more as you flail the covers of your bed, you were never a morning person to begin with. You caught yourself staring at the ceiling of your room afterwards, still not planning on abandoning your comfortable bed.

Though that beg to differ when you smelled freshly made pancakes from your kitchen, fuck. You groggily stood up from your bed as you set off to consume those remarkable scrumptious pancakes.

You peaked from the side of the door that leads to the kitchen, the first thing you notice that Red Son was in an apron, the pink one that you bought for the giggles that is.

"So the little gremlin decided to leave their territory." Red Son said with a small smirk, despite facing back from you and being preoccupied with the pancakes he still could feel the chaotic energy radiating from you.

You chuckled at that his remark before walking towards the stack of pancakes that Red Son had taken away from the hot frying pan, your eyes dazzling as you were practically drooling because how perfect the pancakes looked.

"Don't think about touching those, I'm still not done with this batch." Red Son bluntly said which made you pout.

"Awee, maybe just a little nibble?" You practically begged as you eyed him and the pancakes that as placed in front of you at the same time.

"No."

"Someone has to eventually do the taste check so-"

"Don't you dare think about it."

"Oh but I am."

"Don't-"

Before Red Son could ever stop you, you took a small piece from one of the pancakes with a fork and quickly consumed it. His expression dropped completely as he watches you happily chew his pancakes.

"These are really good!" You complimented with a big goofy smile on your face.

"For the love of- Augh fine go gobble them up for all I care." He said with a huff went back to flip the pancakes that was still on the pan, though he couldn't help but feel the warm tingling sensation in his heart when you complimented about his cooking.

You look at him for a moment before an idea popped into your mind, you took another piece of one of the pancakes you had just now and placed it in your mouth, you tapped on Red son's shoulders to grab his attention.

"What is it now? If you're looking for the maple syrup it's in the fridge- Hmmp-!" He froze in place as you suddenly went in for a kiss, he could taste the sweetness of the pancakes from your lips. His face was set ablaze and his fiery tied up hair flickered though he did nothing to push you away.

The kiss was short as you pulled away, smiling at him innocently as if you didn't do anything to possibly cause him a heart attack.

"The pancakes were sweet no? though would've gone great with maple syrup..."

"I-I- Wha- W-Whydidyou-"

"Oh, Firecrack your pancakes are burning."

"H-HUH?!"

[starwell-tarot]

PAC: What is your superpower? 🤍

Pick a pile reading: What is the superpower you carry through life, that makes you such an awesome individual?

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Pick the pendant that you feel most drawn to. It's okay to pick more than one, you can feel attracted to multiple piles and read multiple interpretations.

Disclaimer: All my readings contain themes of mental and emotional struggles and pains as they strive to comfort those. I don't intend on rubbing you the wrong way and I'm doing this with the hope I can help people feel better, but if it doesn't work I might just not be the right person to comfort you.

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Take what resonates and leave what doesn't. Take care of yourselves and remember hope is your best friend. 🖤

PILE 1: BLUE HEART // Maple Tree, Sumac, King of Swords R, Seven on Pentacles

You live life to the beat of your own drum. You have an admirable stubbornness to you - and that's your superpower. People might say that this is like this, and that is like that, but you don't believe them. You don't follow the status quo, you don't participate in the mentality of the mainstream. No, instead you take every little thing and look at it with your OWN eyes. You create your own opinion of it. You turn everything on every side, analyze it and reanalyze it until you find what you feel is YOUR angle, that fits you the best. Because at the end of the day, it's your life, it's your mind, it's your heart. Your mind is deep and complex, and using your intellectual power and observing eye, you can always deduct the best course of action to give yourself the happiness you deserve, build the life that YOU want. With this superpower, you'll always keep searching for a way to achieve what you desire, even if it seems impossible. Your keen eye will always find the hidden small pleasures of life, daily happiness doses that you give yourself - other people might not understand them or might even be envious of them, but that's none of your concern. No one can ever tell you to live like them, think like them, feel like them - you're couragously unique and will continue to explore the boundaries of the world to create your own paradise on Earth. Keep being stubborn, my friend 🖤

PILE 2 - STEEL HEART - Linden Tree, Two of Wands, Three of Wands

People might try to bring you down in this life - try to control you, tell you what to do, try to pin you down, put obstacles in your way, strip you away of happiness - however there is something they will never be able to take away from you. Even if your heart has to turn to steel in order to protect itself from the world, it still continues to beat with purity, with innocence - it continues to dream. Your superpower is exactly this: your ability to conjure up dreams and fantasies, still pure, innocent and full and love and hope, uncorrupted by the world around you. You live life with your heart on your sleeve, your dreams in every handshake, your hopes in every word. Many people might say they're just dreams and fantasies, but you know that's not true. Your inner truth is way matters most - and that truth is that your dreams are your heartbeat, your reason to live and fight. And you WILL fight for you dreams, for they need to be gently grown with patience and passion for them to manifest in real life, and you know this. You're aware your dreams aren't an illusion, and with enough hard work and soul put into them, they can become true. You're a soulful fighter, a pure-heated dreamer, and to you no magic is untouchable. Keep dreaming, my friend 🖤

PILE 3 - HALF HEART // Chestnut Tree, Ten of Wands, Nine of Cups R

It is possible for you to detach a part of your heart and give it to someone who needs it in order to fill the void in theirs. Your superpower is, you're a healer. You have a caring and selfless nature, taking on other people's hurt as your own - you can't stand to see someone walk around with a broken heart. The caretaker in you will want to take them in, listen to them, nurture them and make them feel comfortable about the loss or change that broke their heart, so that they will be able to heal. You lend them your positivity, you create them a safe space. You give them an anchor, a shoulder cry on. You're responsible, calm, calculated, level headed and understanding, and together with your gentle guidance and optimism, it gives you this ability; the ability to give pieces of your heart to others, but without ever running out of heart for yourself, because love is endless. There can always be more love, and the people around you realize that with you, they're safe, they're protected and you won't ever judge them for their hurt. You are an ally to the people, a practitioner of white magic. Please never forgot to heal your own heart too, my friend 🖤

R means reversed.

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[foggy-milk]

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Y’all’s daily dose of maple

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[kxmikomrade]

HEYYY FINALLY ORDERING CUZ IM BORED ANYWAYSSS Gn!reader, mint tea, Sakura mochi and some dango. Pls Qinxing dango(xiao) and cream dango(albedo)<3 WHERE READER IS ORIGINALLY FROM TPN BUT ESCAPED THE DEMON WORLD AND WENT TO TEYVAT and now they're having nightmares about the past and can't sleep cuz of it

(Totally not for the 2nd time)

╰┈➤Xiao x Reader x Albedo Order: Mint Tea (Angst to fluff), Sakura Mochi (Crossover), Dango (poly), Qinxin dango (Xiao), Cream Dango (Albedo) Genre: Angst to Fluff (Hurt/Comfort) gn!reader Pronouns: Y/P (your pronouns) Art Credits: @/qq_nori on Instagram, Please support them! Type: Oneshot Requested! by: @astrilien Warnings: !The Promised Neverland Manga Spoilers!, Nightmares Waiter’s Notes: Greetings Traveler Astrilien! ^-^ Thank you for taking your order here at Maple Cafe. Here's your Mint tea, sakura, qinxin and cream dangos, I hope you enjoy them! Come again!! :D Author’s notes: SHHHHH we dont talk abt dat. IMAGINE HAVING CHILDHOOD TRAUMA AND BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH 2 MEN WHO COULD GO INSANE ANY DAY LFMAOAO, anyway~ *closes 17 tpn mangas* Here you have ur not-so-daily dose of hurt and comfort, Enjoy~

Your ears ring so loud, yet you hear nothing. The sound of liquid spilling and dripping reaches your ears. Your optics widen as you look up at the source of the flowing hue of red. Scarlet shirt stained and oh? You.........your sister.....your beloved sister you swore to protect

Has been impaled

In denial, you blink for a split second to try and confirm if its true. But then when you open your eyes, you were suddenly in the ocean. Your beloved sunshine sister slowly sinking as blood paints the salty water. You try to swim to her, you try to SAVE her. But no matter what you do, the strong arms of the ocean chains you and holds you back from coming any close to Emma. Her figure slowly getting wrapped by the dark depths of the ocean. The sunlight no longer reaching her. In a final attempt, you reach out and

*GASP*

You gasp for air, tears blur your vision but you could see a splat of forest green and creme at each of your sides. Inaudible whispers accompanied by the drumming of your rapid beating heart. Beads of cold sweat sliding down your face.

You pant as your heartbeat still dashes through your veins. ''-ling? Darling? Are you alright?? Can you hear me?'' ''Should we take Y/P to Bubu Pharmacy?'' ''What? no!'' You rapidly blink your tears away and make up the sight before you. A wooden ceiling and your two lovers, looking at you, worried and concerned.

''Flower, are you okay?'' Albedo asks in a soft tone, while Xiao worridly stares at you. Warm tears makes your eyes gloss and vision blur again as you recall your nightmare. They pull you in for a hug. Muffled cries were heard throughout the room. Albedo soothingly rubs your back as Xiao plays with your hair.

''Its alright dear, it was just a nightmare okay? Your siblings are safe, and so are you.'' Albedo whispers. Xiao doesnt utter a word as he knows the fear you hold within you and simply planted a small kiss on your cheek.

A few moments go by with Albedo whispering sweet nothings and Xiao peppering you with soft kisses. Until your eyes started to droop and soft snores from you were heard. Albedo slowly places you back down to comfortably lay down and they both lay down beside you.

There, you three slept peacefully without a mind to the past that haunts you.

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[a-being-of-chaossss]

Welcome to the Chaos!

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[lulucutie2nitexd]

I'll love You until the end of Our timesੈ✩‧₊˚

Kaedehara Kazuha x Reader

{Revamp because it was a lil weird ngl}

Type: Angst

Tw: substance abuse, depression, self harm, pregnancy mention

Context: Kazuha fled inazuma in a rush, leaving behind his fiancé and unborn child. The last thing You saw of him was him gifting You a beautiful poem written on only the finest paper with the most beautifully neat ink. All is well until he meets the traveler.

Feminine/afab reader

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

"In haste he takes flight,

Leaves behind love and unborn,

Heart heavy with woe."

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

Those where Kazuha's last words upon leaving the series of islands that make up the electro nation. The man leaves with haste, paddle of boat in hand thrusting against the waves of the deep blue void. Previously that morning, cuddling with his beloved fiancé and their unborn child, is the only thing on his mine.

It shatters Kazuha's heart to leave his family, to leave his clans pride. Even if there wasn't much to the name anymore. All on his mind was his spouse's soft eyes gleaming at him, drawing him in. He knows his child will have that feature. He can't bear to think about it, he is abandoning his own child.

His life was peaceful, calm, splendid, up until the moment his friend had challenged the shogun. Rid inazuma of that cruel puppet that now taunts him in his dreams. The cruel puppet that has taken his life away, his family, his love, his passionate friendship.

He knows it's not healthy, but sometimes he just can't help but take a hit of the weed. It's what truly numbs his mind enough to stop the pain. Enough to numb his mind looking at every scar he's ever gained in his previous life, he begins to wish those scars where open again, he begins to wish that he could relive those moments as if he was existent in those times. With you.

He is loyal, no other women has satisfied him. He hopes that deep down you have not remarried or forgotten about him. He hopes that the child is healthy and beautiful, he hopes that you can provide for your child and yourself comfortably. Nothing hits harder than the dose of love he received with You. No amount of weed will compare to the ecstasy he felt.

Kazuha lacks motivation to do basic every day activities. He doesn't enjoy waking up, he doesn't enjoy eating, he doesn't enjoy poetry, he doesn't enjoy doing anything anymore. His mind constantly on the issue that he is bombarded with daily. He constant fights his mind, he constantly looks for a spark that went out when he left.

He's this way until he meets a certain traveler, the motivation, the soft expression, their beautiful features, their gloriously unique personality. The traveler illuminates his world. Slowly forgetting about you as he spends time with the traveler, slowly forgetting about his child, and Tomo.

It's not until the hunt decree ends that You see him again. Giggling and reminiscing with the traveler. It was all fun and games until he calls them a very specific nickname that he once called You. "My golden maple leaf". your heart shattering, falling into the void. You where vulnerable to him, you where loyal all those years he was away. Refusing to rewed and find another partner. Even Lord Ayato offered to take care of you.

You heard his soft voice calling out that name, turning around upon the realization that he was giggling, laughing with another women than in the sweet romantic way you once did together. Your heart crumbled to see this unfold. He movers her loose hair blond behind her ears, smiling at her with passion on his facial features.

She places her lips on his cheek. Although stunned for a moment he does not resist this affection, but rather smiles and blushes. Taking her hands in his own he stares at her with admiration. Although there was something wrong. Something in his heart twisted in pain. Something bothering him immensely.

Kazuha's face dropped as he tried to think of anything it could possibly be. He pulls away from the blond traveler who gives him a confused glance. He speaks slowly and softly "I cannot be with You, for I do not remember why though." He internally panics at this, remaining physically calm.

At the corner of his eye, the samurai noticed something.. familiar. Your kid, playing with the other kids from inazuma city. His beautiful silky white hair paired with your illuminating, attracting eyes. That's when he remembers everything. Running to the young one he stares it down and frantically whispers to it, "where is your mother?" The kid pointing at where it's mother was occupied.

Kazuha looking over hopefully, seeing what he wished for, His beautiful fiancé. Cautiously approaching the feminine figure. He says shyly "Miss, May I know your name?" He looks hopeful. You speak your name, and look behind you to the figure with the voice of your fiancé.

The samurai grabs your hands gently, noticing the beautiful band gifted to you when he proposed. He meets your gaze, falling in love again. "Did You remarry..?" He says softly, teare building up at the thought. You shake your head in response, 'No.'

To his satisfaction he smiles and gently kisses the back of your hand, but you pull away. Kazuha looking scared and worried questions what's wrong. You mention the traveler he was laughing with, whom he called the special nickname only you where called. Kazuha's chest aching with a burning desire for you, and a anxious need to explain himself. Retuning to his child, he embraces them warmly, tears slipping. "I have loved and missed You dearly my young one, I will be back and we'll be a family once more."

He may have not cheated, but he will need to win You back for now.

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Making 2 different outcomes soon!!

[cryptidclaw]

We are going insane Cryptid. We need our daily dose of murder women or we can’t function. We need a Maple design so we don’t wither away to nothing

Ehehehe

Maybe I will draw Mapleshade next ... who knows 👀

[semidailyhinako]

Just wanna say love your art! - Mod of daily-dose-of-maple

Today’s Hinako is: A gold star from Maple!

[daily-dose-of-maple]

Day 9: Maple gives Hinako a gold star!

My take on @semidailyhinako's awesome drawing! Go check them out!

[zapreportsblog]

↱ my mother : the successful business woman ↰

➘ summary : In this story we see how Izuku grows up in the hands of a successful business women, watch as his mother becomes his hero, the hardships they face as a family and how Izuku gains new friends and siblings to come

➘ Chapter 2: A Morning Routine of Love and Bond

A   N O R M A L   M O R N I N G :

The sun peeked through the curtains, gently rousing Izuku from his slumber. He yawned and stretched, feeling the warmth of his blankets cocooning him in comfort. The events of the previous night were distant memories now, replaced by a feeling of safety and love that he had never experienced before.

As he pushed back the covers and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, Izuku smiled when he saw his mama (y/n) in the kitchen, preparing breakfast with skill and grace. The aroma of freshly cooked pancakes and maple syrup filled the air, instantly making his stomach rumble with hunger.

"Mama!" Izuku called out, his voice filled with joy as he made his way to the kitchen. "Good morning!"

(Y/n) turned to greet him, her soft smile mirroring the brightness in her eyes. "Good morning, Izuku," she said tenderly. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, mama. I had the best sleep ever!"

As they sat down at the breakfast table, Izuku couldn't help but marvel at his mama's beauty. Her hair cascaded like a waterfall of silk, and her eyes held a gentle warmth that made him feel cherished. To him, she was the epitome of a hero, someone who had swooped in and saved him from a life of loneliness and despair.

"Mama, did you know you look like a hero?" he exclaimed, his eyes shining with admiration.

(Y/n) chuckled, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush. "Oh, Izuku, you always know how to make me feel special. But you're my hero too, you know?"

Izuku beamed at her words, feeling a surge of pride. He loved to hear her say that, and he knew he would never tire of it. His mama's support and encouragement filled him with the courage to pursue his dreams of becoming a hero.

After finishing their delicious breakfast, it was time for their morning routine. Izuku followed his mama's lead as they headed to the bathroom. She taught him the importance of brushing his teeth and washing his face, taking care of his health and hygiene. To Izuku, these seemingly small tasks were like steps to becoming a true hero—one who was disciplined and mindful of their well-being.

Then came the best part of the routine—the morning bath. Izuku's eyes lit up with excitement as he saw the rubber duckies waiting for him. He hopped into the bathtub, splashing water playfully, as his mama laughed at his antics.

"Remember, Izuku," she said gently, "heroes take care of themselves, so they can be strong for others."

He nodded, understanding the lesson. His mama was teaching him not only to care for himself but also to be prepared for any challenges that lay ahead.

After the bath, they stood before the mirror together, Izuku's wet hair sticking out in all directions. His mama carefully combed and styled his hair, turning him into a presentable and confident young boy.

Finally, the morning routine concluded with a thorough mouthwash and flossing. As they both rinsed their mouths, Izuku looked up at his mama with gratitude. She had given him a home, love, and a routine that made him feel cared for and protected.

"Mama, thank you for everything," he said, his voice earnest. "You're my hero, and I want to be just like you."

(Y/n) knelt down, hugging him tightly. "And you'll always be my hero, Izuku," she whispered. "Together, we'll support each other and help others, just like true heroes do."

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

After the morning routine, Izuku headed to the cozy living room, his favorite spot to watch his daily dose of hero cartoons. His mama (y/n) had set up a comfy couch and a large TV just for him, making sure he had everything he needed to enjoy his shows.

As he settled in, he couldn't help but overhear his mama's conversation over the phone. She was speaking with an air of authority and determination, making important business decisions for her company. Despite the animated sounds coming from the TV, he couldn't help but be in awe of her professionalism and dedication.

(Y/n) juggled her responsibilities with grace, her multitasking abilities a sight to behold. He knew that her company was even bigger than All Might's, and that was saying something! She had achieved greatness through hard work and determination, and Izuku admired her for it.

His admiration for his mama's achievements only grew stronger with each passing day. He knew that running a successful business required immense responsibility and countless hours of hard work, but she never let it overshadow her love and care for him.

Watching her effortlessly balance her personal and professional life, Izuku knew he wanted to become a hero for more than just emulating his idol, All Might. He wanted to be a hero so he could take care of his mama, just like she was taking care of him.

The cartoons on the TV were entertaining, but his thoughts kept drifting back to his mama. He couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility to repay her kindness and support. Becoming a hero was more than a dream; it was a promise he made to himself and to his mama.

As the day went on, Izuku noticed the phone calls never seemed to stop for his mama. She handled each one with poise and efficiency, never faltering under pressure. He admired her ability to stay calm and composed, even when faced with challenging situations.

In the afternoon, they had lunch together, and Izuku made sure to compliment his mama on her hard work. "You're amazing, mama," he said, his eyes shining with admiration. "Your company is like a hero, protecting and helping so many people."

(Y/n) smiled, her eyes soft with love. "Thank you, Izuku. But you're the one who inspires me every day to be the best I can be."

Throughout the day, as his mama continued to work, Izuku couldn't shake off the thought of how much she had sacrificed for him. He knew that she put in long hours at the office, and yet, she always found time for him, showing him love, care, and unwavering support.

As the evening approached, and the sun began to set, Izuku resolved in his heart to become the hero he had always dreamt of. Not only to save people and make the world a better place but also to be the kind of hero his mama was to him—a pillar of strength, compassion, and inspiration.

He knew that being a hero meant more than just having a quirk; it meant being there for others, just like his mama was always there for him. And as he looked at her, taking one more phone call, he felt a surge of determination to become the hero she deserved—someone who would stand by her side and support her in the same way she had supported him.

As the day drew to a close, Izuku knew that his journey to becoming a hero had just begun. But with his mama's love and guidance, he was ready to take on any challenge that came his way. For he had found his true hero—his mama (y/n)—and he was determined to make her proud, just as she had made him feel loved and cherished every single day.

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[ The Dream Pawnee's Illustrations ]

Illustration #25: Of Bullets and Ballads, A Genshin Impact Modern AU

Liyue Protection Services: Adp005 Vigilant YAKSHA, Alatus Xiao

A Xiao spotted after a morning jog on an off-day includes:

Fluffy Chick Mode™. He'd be donning the fluffiest and most comfortable hoodie he has in his arsenal- it just happens to be this one form-fitting eye-popping flaxen dazzler that he swears to Morax is low-key.

Also, will wear his hair in a higher ponytail than usual because the wind loves him a bit too much and has a fondness for lashing his face with his locks. It's a disaster, he says, as if it's making me repent for some past crimes I committed, he expounds unironically and displeased as if the gusts hadn't done him a favor and made him look like the lead to a 20's romcom. He shoots you a look when you made the mistake of telling him so, flattery won't get me on a show with you, I won't be able to stand guard if I myself will draw attention to you.

Had waken up before the sun- so naturally before you. By the time you get your arse off of bed and start meandering around like a zombie he's already lounging on a bench only he could love. It's stiff as hell, it helps with the posture, keeps my spine as sturdy as I need my core to go- to fulfill my purpose, to protect you, he sometimes makes a show and leans back further into the demented seat- muscles rippling, groaning raunchily as he reaches out to offer you the paper bag that previously sat beside him- your breakfast, he gets them during his runs. He also gets you with this behaviour after said runs and he knows it, you get a sly little smile as he looks up at you from his book with a single brow raised, your breakfast's in the baggie, princess, not here.

Will spank your arse when you head off if you flip him the bird, will still spank your arse even if you don't. His hand is his preferred choice of weaponry in this battle, he won't tell but he absolutely loves the feel of your supple flesh in his tight grasp, not to say he didn't particularly enjoy watching his thin novella bounce off your behind that one time he tried tossing it out of a childish whim.

Quid pro quo because you have a bad habit of groping his arse when he's in fitted bottoms- which is 24/7 365.

The 34+35 remix is in his jogging playlist only because you put it there and not because he particularly like it.

Is against wearing earphones whenever he's outside with you unless it's for comms because he cannot afford to be distracted in such a perilous line of work- mostly for your sake. Also, he likes the sound of your voice better than anyone else's, it's music enough for his ears.

Only wears earphones during his jogs alone because he's prone to get unwanted attention from fellow joggers and dog-walkers alike. He is in no way at all a pushover but he does prefer not having to deal with any unpleasant altercations until he has his daily dose of you.

Will make you pancakes if it's something you like. Will definitely suck at it at first though, probably will take about five burned cakes before you have passable ones. Would definitely douse them in syrup, he's got an unrelenting sweet tooth despite his edgy exterior- you might have to hide the maple if you want it to last a week or two.

Sucks at making coffee. He makes it as if it's straight out of hell's pit and finds no problem with it. What do they say about one wanting their coffee to be as dark as their soul? He would retort as if beside his mug of tar weren't a plate of maple syrup soup with a bit of cake and he weren't some sweet Labrador with the fakeass ears of a doberman.

Aces freshly squeezed orange juice like it's nobody's business though- apparently those guns aren't just for heavy lifting and muscling through merciless crowds.

Can cook bacon and eggs but will always burn the edges. Practice does not make him perfect, apparently, and you try not to ask for this as a breakfast option if only to keep him from pouting so early into the day.

Work in Progress and imagine/scenario © Yours Truly

Might add a bit more to this once I finish the actual work, might not, might depend on the reception of this ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

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maple harvest quilt!!

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

I did piano lessons briefly as a kid and I've been meaning to try to get back into that for the last few years but haven't done it yet. Also I'd really like to learn some basic car maintenance stuff. It'd be really practical to be able to change my own oil and tires and whatnot. So those are both on my hobby/skill to-do list.

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

Off the top of my head, ACD Sherlock Holmes. That sort of...desperation for mental stimulation and addictive personality thing is super relatable. Plus I have a pretty sharp ability to observe: a little bit Holmes and a little bit NBC Will Graham with the magical unrealistic empathy lmao. I can often draw quick conclusions about people and situations based on a speedy overview, which obviously can be a really bad habit, and it's crucial to keep my mind open to being wrong, but more often than not those initial intuitions/ observations end up being correct. So it's kind of a balance of trusting what I see and notice while also being careful of whatever biases or assumptions I might come to a situation with. None of this applies online though. Irl it's like "Oh the quirk of that lady's left eyebrow and the cut of her blazer and the way she walks and the giant dark cloud I can practically see over her head mean she's probably gonna take her day out on customer service" *she proceeds to do so*. Online, over text, I can't gauge things nearly as well and flounder much more. 😩

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

Coffee: appallingly sweet and creamy. Like 3x3 or 4x4. I don't actually like coffee all that much, but I have a terrible and literal caffeine addiction where I will be actually debilitated for a day or two if I don't get my daily dose, so I have to make it palatable. 😅

Tea: depends on the type. I don't like tea nearly as sweet, but black teas I'll still add milk. Herbal teas usually just plain, maybe a tiny bit of sugar.

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National Gin and Tonic Day

National Gin and Tonic Day is celebrated every year on April 9 to appreciate this vintage drink. Much like pancakes and maple syrup; bacon and eggs; spaghetti and meatballs; peanut butter and jelly; and apple pie and ice cream, something about G&T (gin and tonic) feels right. Alright, that’s enough dreaming about food for now!

What makes gin and tonic special is that it’s surprisingly easy to prepare yet tastes amazing. The ingredients are in the name; it doesn’t get any simpler than this, does it? G&T is the perfect daytime drink. Just kidding, it is equally perfect for nighttime too!

History of National Gin and Tonic Day

Gin has had a rollercoaster ride by falling in and out of fashion throughout the ages. Its origin is even more interesting. Gin and tonic was invented by the officers of the Presidency Armies, the Armed Forces of the East India Company operating in the Indian subcontinent. Malaria was a frequent problem for Europeans living in India and other tropical regions during this time. In the 1700s, Scottish physician George Cleghorn researched the use of quinine in the prevention of malaria. Quinine was consumed along with tonic water but had a bitter taste.

In the early 19th century, the officers of the Presidency armies in India began adding a mixture of water, sugar, lime, and good old gin to quinine to make the drink easier to go down. That’s how the famous gin and tonic cocktail was born! It was easy to make this drink as the officers were already given gin as part of their ration. Since tonic water is not used as an antimalarial medicine these days, it has lower quantities of quinine and is usually sweet and not at all bitter as it used to be.

Winston Churchill said, “Gin and tonic has saved more Englishmen’s lives, and minds, than all the doctors in the Empire.” Now, that’s some noteworthy praise. Soon, Schweppes arrived, the famous tonic water in 1783, which was aimed at the growing market of overseas Britons who had to take a daily preventative dose of quinine. Schweppes and other commercial tonics boomed in the colonies, and eventually in Britain as well. So, it appears we have malaria and the British Army in India to thank for this sweet and delicious concoction called G&T.

National Gin and Tonic Day timeline

1840s The G&T is Born

Tonic water is created after British citizens and army personnel in India mix quinine with soda, sugar, and lime.

1857 The Great Indian Mutiny

The British Crown obtains control of India after the Sepoy Mutiny, which leads to an influx of Britons and G&Ts in the subcontinent.

1870 Schweppes in the House

Schweppes introduces its “Indian Quinine Tonic” later known as “Indian tonic water.”

2010s Ginnaisance

After falling out of fashion for a while, gin and G&Ts make a comeback called the “ginnaisance.”

National Gin and Tonic Day FAQs

Why was gin nicknamed “mother’s ruin?”

People’s obsession was blamed for a lot of misery, crime, madness, death, and falling birth rates. Places that served gin let women drink alongside men for the first time and it is thought that this led women to neglect their children and turn to prostitution.

What is the ratio of gin to tonic?

You can go for three parts gin with five parts tonic water. The old school and simple one-to-two ratio is also good.

What kind of people drink G&T?

An Austrian study conducted on 953 people stated that gin and tonic drinkers tend to exhibit more signs of being psychopaths and malevolent than those who prefer other drinks.

How to keep gin and tonic fizzy?

A lot of ice cubes keep the temperature of the drink lower, which means that the carbon dioxide in the tonic finds it harder to escape, keeping the drink fizzy for a long time.

National Gin and Tonic Day Activities

Go for gin

Mix it up

Head out to your favorite bar

Just mix some gin, tonic water, lime, and ice for a nice G&T drink to cool down this summer. Whether we’re sipping on the drink by ourselves or at a party, we know it’s going to taste great!

Why stick to the same boring recipe when we can get creative? Look up some recipes and mix things up this National Gin and Tonic Day by creating an individual take on this classic drink with different flavors and colors.

Check out the nearest bars and restaurants for any exciting offers they might have on this special day. Posting a selfie with this refreshing drink is a good idea. Share its rich and colorful history too.

5 Facts About G&Ts That Will Blow Your Mind

Bathtub gin

“Fleabag” helped G&T sales

It’s an intergalactic drink

Thank Holland for gin

The Philippines loves gin

Gin was often made illegally in bathtubs by mixing cheap grain-alcohol with juniper-berry juice, which would lead to several illnesses and death.

The characters in the popular T.V. show “Fleabag” were seen drinking cans of Marks & Spencer G&T in an episode, resulting in a 24% jump in the drink’s sales.

Douglas Adams’ book “The Restaurant at the End of the Universe” suggests that the drink is known across galaxies.

Holland invented the spirit, which was popularized by the English, who were introduced to it in the 17th century.

With almost 43% of the world’s total consumption, the Philippines is the largest consumer of gin.

Why We Love National Gin and Tonic Day

It tastes great

There are many ways to make it

It’s easy to make

We all know that there’s no such thing as just one glass of G&T. Thanks to the drink’s delicious and irresistible taste, we just can’t stop having it!

Although a G&T is usually made up of just a few ingredients, we can still tweak the recipe to our liking by adjusting the amount of tonic water. We can also alter the quantity of lime juice, add different flavors, and get creative.

What other cocktail has all its ingredients listed in its name? G&T is arguably the easiest drink to make; all we need is gin, tonic water, lime juice, and some ice cubes. There’s no way to go wrong, even a child could do it! Wait, forget that last part.

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