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sacredjake · 9 months

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Peanut Butter Blossom

pairing: Sam Kiszka x Rhi

word count: 2.8k

warnings: none! pure fluff, some cussing

merry (late) christmas @lightsofthe-living-gvf!!!! i’m your secret santa! i wanna apologize for being late, this christmas has been crazy! i’ve enjoyed getting to know you and talking about some of our favorite shared interests!!! i hope you like it! i hope you had a wonderful holiday, merry christmas rhi <3333

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There was a loud ding from the oven signaling that the cookies you had put in were finally done. You turned the oven off and grabbed the oven mit from the counter before opening the door and taking the sweet smelling treat out. You set them on the stovetop to allow them to cool for a moment and grabbed the cooling racks out of the nearest cabinet. One by one you transferred each cookie from the baking sheet onto the cooling rack.

When each cookie was moved to the elevated rack you decided to check on the chicken and dumpling soup you had made. The dish was basically done, just requiring a gentle stir every now and then until it was time to be served. Thankfully the crockpot you made it in would keep the contents nice and warm while you made the short drive to your best friend’s house.

Tonight was the annual friendsmas that you and your friends put together. Each person would bring a dish for a sort of potluck style dinner along with a gift for the game White Elephant. You had the honor of bringing the main dish this year- as volunteered by your friends. You had hosted the party the previous year and made the same chicken and dumpling recipe and everyone had insisted that you make it again this year. The dish was one of your favorites to make so you didn’t mind in the slightest, and were actually excited that they had loved it so much.

You had been looking forward to this event since your best friends had left on tour. You were also extremely nervous to see one friend in particular. Sam had been your best friend for a few years, and you had always had a crush on him. The two of you hadn’t seen each other in almost four months and you couldn’t calm the butterflies in your stomach.

Without needing much more to do to get ready, once the cookies were cooled and you were finally dressed, you loaded up your contributions to the party in your car. Snow crunched underneath your feet as you made your way around to your driver’s door. You were just glad it wasn’t actively snowing.

A few minutes later you were pulling into your best friend’s driveway right behind a white jeep truck you could only assume was Josh’s. With slightly shaky hands, you began unloading the items you had brought, having much more difficulty getting them out than you did putting them in. For whatever reason, most likely the nerves from seeing Sammy again, you couldn’t remember how exactly you had carried everything out to your car, and there was no way you were going to be able to carry it all. Just when you were about to give up and make another trip outside in the cold, a voice rang out.

“I can’t believe Josh beat yo- Rhi, why didn’t you just text me and ask for help!” Sam scolded you playfully, his long arm reaching over the car door easily and plucking the gift and bag of cookies from your hands.

“I was doing just fine, thank you.” You lied cooling and prayed that your hands would stop shaking. With one hand free you were finally able to grasp the handles of your crockpot with ease.

“Yeah because dropping the ginormous crockpot full of delicious chicken and dumplings is ‘doing just fine’.” He snickered.

Everything about Sam made your heart flutter, even his jokes and antics.

“It was gonna work, I wasn’t gonna drop anything.”

You followed behind him after shutting the car door with your foot, and walked up the walkway. No matter how many times you walked into Sam’s house it was always inviting. Although it had little to do with the actual space itself. You knew it didn’t matter where Sam lived, anywhere he existed was home to you.

Shortly after entering through the front door there were excited exclamations to be heard about your arrival. Josh, of course, was the loudest and first to be heard.

“Rhi!” He nearly pushed his younger brother to the ground trying to reach you for a hug. Not even waiting for the reciprocation of the hug, his arms wrapped around you tightly.

“Hi Josh.” You barely breathe out and pat his shoulder. He was squeezing you so tightly you weren’t sure how long you could go without air.

“Jesus, Josh, loosen up, we haven’t seen her in almost four months and you’re gonna kill her.” Jake half teased his twin, and Josh’s hold on you loosened quickly.

“Shit sorry, mama. I’ve just missed you so much!”

“I missed you too, Josh.” You couldn’t help but giggle at his slightly overexcited state.

Soon Josh was pushed away by his twin so he could steal a hug from you. While Sam and Danny were your best friends, you had gotten close with the twins after all the years. It was kind of hard not to when they were always around.

“So glad to see you, Rhi. Hope you’re doing well.” Jake’s hug was a lot faster, and less forceful than Josh’s. You told him how happy you were to see everyone and how proud of them you were.

“Hey now,” You could recognize the next man’s voice anywhere, even if you couldn’t see him, “Where’s my hug?”

“Oh I’m sorry, were you expecting one?” There was only playful teasing laced in your voice. He knew it too.

“My hugs are the only ones that matter.”

“Well someone thinks awfully big of himself.”

You were staring up at him with a large smile on your face, completely unable to keep it from showing. He mirrored your expression, his lips turned up in a crooked smile. Neither of you wanted to be the first to crack, but Danny always gave into you. The small crack of his smile grew into a wide grin followed by a playful roll of his eyes.

“Just give me a hug, dammit! I’ve missed you!”

Danny pulled you into him without a single protest from you. He wasn’t wrong though, his hugs were the only ones that mattered. Aside from Sammy’s, but that’s only because you were hopelessly in love with Sam.

He squeezed you firmly and rocked you both from side to side before letting go. Danny couldn’t completely let you go though. He held the top of your arms and gazed down at you happily.

“I’ve missed you so much, bug. You really gotta come join us for a show soon.”

“I will, Danny. Soon.”

“Good.” He pulled you in for one last quick hug as Sam entered back into the space. One again you could feel your heart rate pick up just from him being in the same room as you.

“Alright everyone, all the food has been set up, so let’s make our plates and dig in! The faster we eat, the sooner we get to open gifts!”

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“Guys I can not make chicken and dumplings again next year! Three years in a row is enough!”

“Aw c’mon, Rhi! Please!” Josh begged from across the table. Everyone else agreed.

Dinner had been long consumed and everyone was still sitting at the dining table with their empty plates and bowls in front of them. Throughout the meal you couldn’t help the way your eyes naturally, and constantly drifted to Sam. You were glad Sam liked to talk a lot because it meant you had more of a reason to steal glances at him. There was much to catch up on between the boys and their band, their partners lives and your studies. Between eating and talking you hadn’t even gotten to the desert yet.

“No, no. I think next year Jake should make the main dish!”

“I resent being nominated, but I’ll do it.”

You stood from your seat and waved him off before disappearing into the next room where all the deserts had been left.

“Besides,” You walked back into the kitchen and shook the bag of cookies, “I brought cookies for everyone!”

“Oh fuck yes! You make the best cookies!” Sam shook his fist excitedly from his seat. There were other rounds of praise coming from the rest of your friends as you handed them out.

“I did it a little differently this year. Instead of making everyone the same cookie, I gifted you cookies that I think fit you. Hopefully you enjoy them… And of course you each have one chocolate chip cookie.”

“So who got what?” Danny asked to your right.

“Josh, I made you some classic, but fun christmas sugar cookies. Jake, you got the gingerbread cookie. Danny, those are chocolate crinkle cookies, and Sammy I made the peanut butter blossom cookies for you!”

“Peanut butter blossom?! Fuck yes! All your cookies can suck it! Mine are superior!” Sam pointed to his brothers in some sort of self-proclaimed victory before digging into the bag of treats.

Danny cleared his throat next to you earning the attention from you and everyone else. “No way, Samuel, clearly the chocolate crinkle cookies are the best cookies. That’s why she made them for me.” He was nonchalant in his boasting unlike the youngest brother.

“Guys-“

“Mine are a classic, which obviously makes them the best cookie ever. Everyone loves a classic.”

“Um guys-“ You tried to put an end to their ridiculous game of ‘my cookie insinuates I’m better’, but none of them would let you get a word in.

“Well I hate to break it to you, but actually I have the best cookies. Gingerbread is a fan favorite. Just like me.” Jake added in his two sense, smug smile and all as he broke the cookie in half and took a bite.

“Oh I am never making you guys personalized cookies ever again.”

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After the cookie debacle, which lasted for about a half hour before you decided to just leave the room altogether, everyone headed into Sam’s living room for White Elephant. You ended up with the beautiful leather bound journal and some nice pens that Josh had brought, and Danny got the soft, green queen size blanket that you had brought. He currently had it wrapped around his body laying on Sam’s couch snoozing next to you while you and Sam caught up. Jake and Josh had left an hour ago leaving the three of you to hang out, but Danny knocked out shortly after.

“Rhi, seriously, you’re gonna have to teach me how to make these cookies! They’re amazing!” Sam popped another peanut butter blossom into his mouth while he looked at you happily. You thought you could melt right there under his elated gaze.

“Well, I could show you how to make them right now if you have all the ingredients?”

“Right now?”

You nodded your head eagerly in response.

“Hell yes! Tell me what we need.”

After all the ingredients were gathered and laid out on the countertop, you showed Sam how to make the cookies. He followed along intently, and executed every instruction that you gave him. You could tell he was really trying his best to be serious. When the oven was up to temperature you let him stick the baking tray onto the rack and set the timer.

“Now while we wait we can clean up our mess.” You picked up the leftover ingredients and began putting them back where they belonged. By the time you were ready to clean up the bowl you used to mix everything together, Sam had almost licked it clean.

“Sammy we’re supposed to be cleaning up this mess, not eating!” You playfully scolded him.

“Mess? I don’t see a mess.” He pretended to look around the kitchen until his eyes settled on you in a mischievous way. “Oh no, you’re right. There is a huge mess to clean up.”

You knew immediately what he was planning on doing and tried your best to back away in time, but he caught you by the wrist.

“Sam, I swear to god, don’t you dare even think abou-” Before you could get the rest of your sentence out, Sam had smeared cookie batter on your cheek. Not like a small amount either. No this was more like a handful of raw cookie dough straight to the face.

“Oh you’re gonna pay for that.”

He was so busy stuffing his face earlier that he didn’t know you were about to put away the flour before he started this. You reached behind you blindly and grabbed a fistful of flour in your hand. Particles of flour flew around as you sprinkled the powder on top of his head.

“Rhi- Oh sweet Rhi, you have made a grave mistake my dear.” The corner of his mouth twitched upwards into a smirk.

You didn’t understand what he was so smug about. Almost everything had already been put away and there wasn’t much that he could attack you with at this point.

But then it hit you.

You hadn’t put away the eggs yet.

In the same moment that you made the connection, Sam had slapped an egg on top of your head. You could feel the liquid yolk and white of the egg run down your scalp. It started to drip onto your face when the shock wore off. Not giving him a chance to react, you turned around quickly and grabbed two eggs and smashed them both on Sam’s hair. It was you who was smiling full of cockiness at the sight of your best friend’s face.

Sam reached a long arm behind you and grabbed his own handful of flour. You took the opportunity to reach into the mixing bowl for cookie dough. Sam tossed the flour directly at your mouth, aiming for your neck, and busted out laughing.

“Ow! Shit!” You dropped the cookie batter and instead cupped your hand to your eye.

Sam stopped laughing almost immediately and turned his worried attention on you.

“Oh shit, Rhi, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean for it to get in your eye.” His large hands cradled your face as he tried to get a look at your eye. “Hey can you try and open it for me? God I’m so sorry.”

After a moment you were able to open your eye. It still stung, and it was watering pretty good, but the pain was subsiding. You knew the white of your eye had to be bright red though.

“You got me good, Samuel.” You teased even though he still looked worried as ever. He was a lot closer than you thought, his hands still on both your cheeks. “Is it worse than that time I gave you pink eye?”

The look of worry left his face and a small smile cracked across his mouth.

“Always trying to crack a joke.” He huffed a laugh in disbelief and shook his head. “One of the many reasons I fell for you.”

You felt as though your heart stopped beating. There was no way you heard him right, surely he meant something else? Except the look on his face told you he hadn’t meant to say that at all.

“Did you just say why you fell for me?”

He looked completely frantic, yet he wasn’t moving at all. Standing like a deer caught in headlights while his mind resembled a squirrel sprinting across the street trying to dodge cars. He stammered a few times before actually speaking again.

“No I-“

“Yes you did. I- I know that’s what I heard come out of your mouth… You- You’re in love with me?” There was no look on your face giving away your true feelings. The tone of your voice wasn’t helpful either. Disbelief was the only emotion you were showing.

The gears turning in Sam’s mind were practically visible to you. He was debating on keeping this going or just finally admitting the truth. He took a deep sigh and squeezed his eyes shut, answering on the exhale.

“I am-“ He took another breath trying to slow his racing heart “So in love with you, Rhi. You have no clue just how much I really love you.” When he opened his eyes you could see how much he meant it.

“Sammy… I-“

“You don’t feel the same, I know…”

“No you big dummy,” You chuckled slightly and grabbed his hands, “I’m in love with you too, Sammy. I have been for some time.”

“Really?” He almost seemed confused.

“Yes!”

Sam dropped your hands and wrapped his arms around your back lifting you in the air quickly. He spun you around before setting you back to the ground, beaming at you the entire time. The second his arms detangled themselves from you he pulled you into him, his lips meeting yours in a sweet, smiley kiss. Neither of you minded that you were still completely covered in food, you could barely register that his lips were pressed against yours.

“Best. Friendsmas. Ever. I love you so much!” He spoke happily against your lips between kisses.

“I love you too, Sammy.”

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maze-of-sweets · 4 months

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-EVIL GIGGLING-

ahem ahem -pulls out list-

Cocoa pebbles with Sunny-D instead of milk recommendation. If you don't like chocolate milk unless it's from something specific then this is great <3 it's like pure sugar as well-

Raspberries, blueberries and blackberries with whipped cream. Really good.

And uh I do NOT promote eating chemicals. BUT. Cheese puffs in pool water is good and I don't know why and it just needs to be said. Don't try this please.

ALSO ALSO do you like pasta? This is a VERY important question<3 /j

-gooey machinery fellas

- i have not had cocoa puffs BUT I HAVE SEEN THE COMMERCIAL!!!! my favorite cereal is peanut butter captain crunch!!!! count chocula is a close second!!!!

- we do not like sunny d, it was all we could drink for a week while we were sick a few months ago and i am not convinced that if we drink it i will feel the same way i did when i had covid again

- I LOVE FRUIT. I LOVE FRUIT SO FREAKING MUCH. slime made this one thing for me that’s like marshmallow goop with whipped cream and cream cheese and it is the greatest thing i’ve ever tasted. you dip fruit in it and it is DELICIOUS.

- i love eating chemicals!!! i’m all about some red 40 genuinely. i think instead of human cravings i now just crave chemicals!! i also sometimes on accident eat our face wash. it isn’t terrible!!!

- I FREAKING LOVE PASTA. apparently in the fall we go mushroom foraging with a bunch of our friends and we make a big mushroom pasta and do a potluck!!! and for us it doubles as a little bone hunting mission because we heart finding bones!!

#gooey machine fellas #nibbly ask hours

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chrisitsraining · 2 years

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#idk why i think horror potlucks are so funny #but im gonna make it your guys problem #dumdum hours #dead by daylight #dbd #anna #anna dbd #sally smithson #pyramid head #carmina mora #max thompson jr #kenneth chase #jeffery hawk #talbot grimes #michael myers #rin yamaoka #amanda young

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gennyanydots · 2 years

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I had to let go of you just to get a hold of myself part 12

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x f!reader

I had to let go of you just to get a hold of myself masterlist

Spending time with Jake and his friends had been really nice in the evenings leading up to Christmas. You got to see a whole new side of your husband that you hadn’t seen before: the cocky self assured pilot side of him which apparently was deserving. You were told stories of the missions your husband had gone on, including the one that brought this group together. A daring rescue by your husband saving the lives of his rival turned friend and his instructor. It was amazing to hear about all the incredibly impressive things your husband had done while you two were apart. It only hurt a little learning about these things second hand.

Everyone had been really welcoming to you. You ended up really liking Penny. She told you all sorts of stories about your husband’s drinking shenanigans including the time he got drunk and thought that skinny dipping would be a fun idea. Apparently Rooster also thought it was a fun idea and Coyote, Payback, and Bob had to chase down both naked men, both of whom had to be dragged out of the ocean. Rooster thought that story was very funny. Your husband just seemed embarrassed while he listened to Penny tell the story. You agreed with Rooster.

On Christmas Eve the Dagger Squad members that hadn’t gone home for the holiday all got together at their instructor, Maverick’s, hanger and had a nice potluck dinner together. Since Jake and you were staying at a hotel for the two weeks you were visiting you had gone over to Bob and his wife’s house to make something for the dinner. You decided to make some chocolate and peanut butter fudge which Fiona was all about. Since most of the squad members that were attending the small party already knew about Fiona, Bob and his wife decided that it was time for her to be allowed to join in on the fun, it’s Christmas after all.

So the five of you all went together in two separate cars which Fiona demanded she go with her new aunt and Untle Jay to the party which meant a car seat swap but you were used to car seat swaps so you handled it easily. Fiona of course wore a beautiful and sparkly red Christmas dress which she told you all about on the ride over how she was going to be the prettiest at the party. She was ready to take the entire squad by storm. She was only slightly disappointed that she already knew Rooster, Phoenix, Penny, and Amelia but there were plenty of new faces and new aunts and uncles to gain. You’re not sure you even saw the little girl much during the night. You’re sure that was helpful for poor Kara. She’d told you today she hit the 34 weeks mark in her pregnancy. You were wondering but you hadn’t wanted to be rude. Bob and her had a little boy on the way and Fiona while very excited to be a big sister she was pretty bummed it was a boy and not a girl. She felt better when you told her that she wouldn’t have to share as many toys with a boy and she perked up at that news.

Jake and you got Fiona a couple toys for Christmas that were already under the Floyd’s Christmas tree for tomorrow morning. Kara said they have a big Christmas breakfast before presents and that she expects both you and Jake there at 9 am. You told her that you’d be there early if she needed any help but she said she just makes breakfast casseroles the day before and makes Bob pop them in the oven along with cinnamon rolls. Bob grinned and told you he’s the best breakfast helper which made you laugh. Since you had gone over earlier to make the fudge you were able to help Kara make the casseroles which made you feel better about not being able to help the morning of though you wouldn’t want to take Bob’s title away from him.

Christmas Eve with Jake’s friends ended up being really fun. It was really relaxed and you could really feel the love this little squad had for each other. A few gifts were exchanged. All the aviators went in together to get Mav a nice grill and then informed him of the barbecues he would be hosting. He seemed happy to oblige. Penny handed him a gift immediately afterwards which ended up being an apron that said “Grill Master Maverick” and everyone laughed seeing him try it on. Mav looked really pleased with himself wearing it.

Penny had also gotten Fiona a new mermaid Barbie doll which Fiona said was the prettiest Barbie she had ever seen in her life! She gave Penny a big hug and bounced next to Mav as he tried to get the Barbie out of the packaging. Bob had to take over since he was a pro at getting toys out of boxes which made Maverick mutter about being outsmarted by some cardboard and plastic.

By the end of the evening everyone was full, happy, and tired. Jake ended up carrying a very sleepy Fiona to the car so Bob could fuss over his pregnant wife who told him three times between the hanger and the car that just because she’s pregnant doesn’t mean she needs his help. After every time he asked her to humor him and she sighed and let him do it even allowing him to help her into the car and buckle her seatbelt. You swapped the car seat over when you arrived earlier so Fiona could go back home with her parents after the party. She tried to say she wanted to have a sleepover with you but Bob cut in and explained she had to sleep in her own bed for Santa to know where her presents go so she conceded that she did need to go home.

Snuggling up to your husband Christmas morning had once been a dream, one you were taking full advantage of this morning. Jake and you had both woken up early and spent most of that time just laying in each other’s arms and whispering back and forth. You both were able to leisurely get ready together before heading over to the Floyd’s house.

Once you got there your quiet morning was over thanks to one very cute three year old who doesn’t seem to know the volume of her own voice. When she saw you and Jake she excitedly showed you each and every present that had been in her stocking, as that was the only thing she was allowed to open before breakfast.

You found Kara snuggled up on the couch with a cup of tea as she rolled her eyes at her daughter’s excitement, “Girlie girl, I really don’t think Uncle Jake wants to see all of your sparkly chapsticks that Santa brought you.” You laughed and joined her on the couch.

Jake playfully scoffed placing a hand sassily on his chest, “Speak for yourself! This is the highlight of my day right here!”

Fiona giggled at her uncle’s shenanigans and then squealed as he tickled her, “No Untle Jay! That tickles!”

“Yes Fiona Floyd! It’s supposed to!” Jake said laughing and then stopped and let her catch her breath before she pounced on him trying to tickle him right back and he pretended to giggle as she tried her hardest.

Rooster and Phoenix joined you all soon after and all of you killed time together in the living room before an aproned Bob came out and told everyone that breakfast was ready.

“Thank goodness,” your husband said and picked up Fiona and threw her over his shoulder. “I was about ready to eat this little girl I found.”

“Untle Jay!” Fiona yelled in between giggles.

“I’ll save you, Fi!” Rooster said as he pretended to wrestle her out of Jake’s hands.

Rooster plopped her onto her chair for breakfast and sat down next to her in case Untle Jay tried anything. She demanded you sit on her other side and you happily obliged her.

The day before you and Kara had made a French toast casserole along with a breakfast tater tot casserole both of which ended up being delicious. Bob made cinnamon rolls and everyone made sure to tell him he definitely was the best kitchen helper.

Once everyone was full, Jake and Rooster shooed everyone out of the kitchen and the two worked in tandem to clean everything up. They worked quickly since Kara told Fiona she couldn’t start opening presents until everyone was ready so Fiona went to the kitchen doorway about every 30 seconds and sighing until they were done. When they finally came into the living room and sat down she rolled her eyes and said, “Finally!” which made everyone laugh.

For the next half hour or so everyone watches Fiona open various presents. She received new pajamas and socks from Santa, Kara had told you the day before that Santa doesn’t bring fun presents besides Fi’s stocking because they didn’t want any child to be disappointed that Fiona got really cool presents from Santa and they maybe didn’t. You agreed that it was a good idea and decided that if you and Jake were to ever have children that you would do that too. Kara also told you that she didn’t want some fat guy in a red suit taking credit for giving Fiona the things she and Bob worked hard to get Fiona which made you laugh.

There were a few presents for other various people. Jake had mentioned that Kara was pregnant with a boy so you got the baby a cute little outfit and gave Kara a gift certificate for a local spa for a prenatal massage. You gave Rooster, Jake, Phoenix, and Bob new matching aviators since you knew Jake was always losing his. Kara made you a cute knitted hat and Fiona gave you a picture she colored all by herself which you told her was going right up on your fridge the minute you got home. You and Jake decided it would be more fun to give each other your presents at the Floyd’s so you handed Jake an envelope.

“What’s this, baby?” Jake asked you and you shrugged. “You won’t know until you open it.”

Jake smiled and opened it quickly and started reading, “Mrs. Seresin, included in this envelope is a job offer to our school for the upcoming school year. We would be delighted to have you on our staff. Please respond to let us know whether you accept this offer. Regards, North Island Elementary School.” He looked at you with wide eyes. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

You smile and shrug again, “Depends on what you think it means.”

Jake playfully glares at you, “Please don’t play with my emotions right now, baby. Are you moving here?”

“Would you like me to?” You ask.

Jake quickly pulls you to him while wrapping his arms around you and kisses you hard before pulling away just slightly, “There’s nothing that I want more.”

You peck his lips, “Then it looks like I’m moving to California.”

You hear a groan from the floor, “Eww! Mommy they’re kissing like you and daddy! Gross!”

Everyone laughs and Bob goes over to sit next to Fiona and pulls her into his lap then kisses her cheek and holding her tightly, “Please always think that kissing is gross. Never do it.”

“Yeah! I second that!” Rooster says. “I don’t want to beat some kid up but I will.”

Jake nods in agreement, “I’ll do it. Happily.”

You shake your head, “Oh I’m sure you will.”

Jake smiles and kisses you once more and shifts so you’re snuggled into his side.

The rest of the morning is spent watching classic Christmas movies together and eating snacks.

After the second movie Bob looks under the tree, “Hey there’s one more present under here.”

“I wonder what that could be,” Kara says watching her husband.

Jake gets up and goes next to Bob, “Hmm it’s not too big.” Bob passes it to Jake and nudges him which makes Jake nod. Jake turns around toward you and you see him holding a little black box. You look at him a little confused until he opens it reveling an engagement ring.

“I already have one of those,” you say to Jake.

“Yeah but if I’m gonna ask you to marry me again then I gotta use something,” Jake says as he shifts so he’s on one knee in front of you. “Plus you don’t wear the other one. My mom had it and I used the diamond from the other one so now this one is fancier.” Jake reaches out and takes your left hand. “So, Mrs. Seresin, I know that this has been really hard but there’s nobody else I would rather spend my life with you. From here on out I’m going to be the husband you deserve and believe me when I say you deserve the world. Would you please make me the happiest man in the world and marry me again?” Jake asks looking at you.

You smile with tears in your eyes and nod while saying, “Of course I will. I already did.” Everyone cheers and Fiona says something about being a flower girl but neither of your hear her well.

Jake grins and practically tackles you on the couch, kissing you with his hands holding your face then leans his forehead against yours, “Ready to plan a real wedding this time? I want you to have the wedding of your dreams.”

“Are you ready?” You ask.

“Of course I am,” Jake says with a smile.

Part 13

#jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #i had to let go of you just go get a hold of myself #hangman x female!reader

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undeadhousewife · 9 months

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Just had my comfort meal and I realized. Most people's comfort foods are, frankly, weird and kinda gross.

I absolutely want to do a potluck where everyone brings their favorite comfort foods. Everything from kraft Mac and cheese to canned ravioli. Peanut butter, pickle and mayo sandwiches. Cup noodles. Frozen waffles.

We all have food we love that is frankly not good.

#Mine is mashed potatoes with canned green beans #Topped with an insane amount of sour cream and smoked paprika #My man makes what he calls muck #It's basically the broken end bits of corn chips mixed with salsa sour cream avocado etc #And you eat it with a spoon #It's delish ngl

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thouliest · 1 year

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If you consider yourself a hobbyist cook/host/etc. for other people, you need to have at least a layman's understanding of different dietary concerns.

I'm not saying you need to memorize the entire FODMAP eating list, or keep special gluten-free flour in your pantry all the time, BUT. I know how to make a recipe vegan/vegetarian if need be.

I know how to check ingredient lists, and check in w/ my friends w/ Celiac, IBS, or food allergies (or how to look it up) if I'm unsure about a specific word/protein/additive. I have alternative plans for what item I'm bringing to a potluck (say, a fruit platter instead of my peanut butter truffles) if I learn that some folks attending can't be around nuts.

I know what brands to shop for (or how to look them up) if I learn someone attending my function follows kosher, halal, or another cultural/religious/ethnic food practices. I know how to limit the smell of cooking broccoli in the house when I know it makes my autistic roommate overwhelmed.

I know to check in w/ my guests about allergies, sensory needs, or other dietary concerns before I plan a menu for a function I host.

And I know how to list ALL THE INGREDIENTS I USE WHEN I SERVE SOMETHING HOMEMADE. If a seasoning mix won't specify every herb on its ingredient list, I don't use it. You owe it to the people around you to not exclude them or endanger them (even accidentally). Food is meant to bring us together.

At my table, everyone gets to eat. Period.

#txt

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Quarry ask! Which of the counselors do you think can cook, and which do you think are so bad at it, they could burn water?

Oooh this is a fun ask!

The obvious one who can cook would be Nick since he worked in the kitchen all summer. And I think he'd be really good at it. Obviously his ingredient choices would be limited at camp, but I bet he has a spice rack at home with everything in it, including those spices that no one has ever heard of. Whenever the counselors get together (I fully believe they would have potluck style get togethers), everyone always devours whatever Nick brings. In other words, get that boy a Kiss The Cook apron.

Abi I think would have a basic understanding of cooking. She can make most meals and can follow recipes without issue. I don't think she'd be into any of the real fancy stuff, though, preferring to make simpler meals. She cooks in bulk and then has a lot of leftovers so she doesn't have to worry about cooking every day.

Emma also has basic cooking skills, but I think she'd be more willing to experiment with different things, like looking up recipes online to try if they sound interesting. And then maybe she records it for her followers.

I think for Jacob and Kaitlyn (childhood bffs my beloved) it'd be really funny if Jacob was the one who could cook out of the two of them. And like, he's surprisingly good at it, not Nick levels of good, but still really good. Maybe he had to learn how to make healthy meals for himself when he was in sports because nutrition is important (it's not gonna stop him from splurging on peanut butter butterpops, though). He can also bake really well.

Kaitlyn, if left to her own devices, would eat cheap ramen every day. Could she learn how to cook? Yes. Does she care to learn how to cook? No. I do think she'd know how to make some traditional Chinese meals, but doesn't really bother cooking most days.

I fully subscribe to @ghostradiodylan's headcannon that Dylan is a disaster cook due to his ADHD. He would get distracted and forget that he was heating something until he'd smell smoke and by then it's burnt to a crisp. He just doesn't have the attention span to focus on cooking, especially with recipes that require waiting for something to boil or heat up. Maybe he could do crockpot meals where you just throw the ingredients in, turn it on, and forget about it until the end of the day. But mostly I think he would stick with easy microwave meals (just throw it in the microwave and heat it for however long and then it's ready. No other prep work) as long as he could hear the timer go off when it was ready.

Ryan can definitely cook. He probably learned more out of necessity than anything since he had to help take care of his sister. Maybe he finds it relaxing. I could see him learning some skills from his grandmother for his cooking.

I don't remember who said it in the quarry brainrot discord (come join us!) but Laura is definitely a grill master and has a Grill Daddy apron. The girl can make a mean steak/burger/ribs. I bet she even has her own smoker.

Max straight up can't cook. He's a kitchen disaster. One time he wanted to surprise Laura with breakfast in bed and it ended in him spilling pancake batter everywhere, burning the eggs, undercooking the bacon, and nearly causing a kitchen fire when the toaster short-circuited (he was saved by Laura waking up to the sound of the fire alarm going off and using the extinguisher on the poor toaster. She still said it was one of the best breakfasts she had ever had). He can't cook, but boy can he bake. @itscomingupaces said that Max can make a mean cheesecake and that's 100% true.

Thank you for the ask! What's everyone else's headcannons?

#the quarry #i love thinking about these blorbos so much #spinning them in the washing machine of my mind

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