#romantic cooking

[hetasibs]

Grown-ass man finally learns to cook his own meals rather than relying on his mom & sister, fucking pathetic (endearing)

And they didn't even have to kill anyone for the ingredients this time!

[pinkfairiesteaparty]

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Forest Interior by Moonlight (detail) by Caspar David Friedrich

[ddawnee]

let me cook

[98chao]

thing from earlier this month

[spacebubblehomebase]

Enchanting as always: Carmilla~!

Human disguised Carmilla Carmine with her hair up and down in the style of my #HHStargazersAU! She doesn't play a major role or anything, nor will I focus much on the other Overlords. I'll mostly keep it between Chaggie & Radioapple, but @softholly made me curious about what Camilla would look like if I were to draw her in my story. I got the curly haired idea from one of her daughters. As for WHY she would be disguised as a human if we were to see her in my AU... Surely you didn't think Vaggie & Alastor are the ONLY angelic/demonic entities roaming the Earth now, did you? =) Question is, why are any of these powerful beings on the mortal realm to begin with? Guess we'll later find out~! XD -Bubbly💙

[redlipredemption]

the thing i'm postulating about why dick liked nix so much, as if we actually need a reason beyond "he just did" or "ours isn't to reason why" is simply that nix gave dick companionship and accepted him and just like...stuck with him. the thing i think is truly at the heart of dick winters is that he was lonely but didn't know how to express it or didn't exactly always realize he was lonely. the fact that nix, a true libra, a true lush, a true cosmopolitan, looked at this much simpler pennsylvanian who didn't drink and wasn't the best at socializing and just went :) is a testament to the chemistry of the two. and i also think nix drove the friendship early on because already in 1943 lew is gifting him that (frankly nuts of him to do this) knife with their initials engraved onto it and i think maybe dick doesn't admit to feeling extremely close to him until 1944 because he's guarded? he's suspicious? he's maybe even himself confused at their pairing? but nix is always around, beyond dick's left shoulder, without dick even realizing it at first. and then after normandy he's just like. ohhh i adore you we are (boy)best friends. everything you do is endlessly charming (look not to paint over what a real pain in the ass he could be, but you cannot look me in the eye and tell me he wasn't charming), you are so dedicated to the job. nix accepted dick where he was and in turn i think it's a part of the reason dick accepts nix as an alcoholic who is extremely self-destructive at times. of course years later when all the other vets are like i have no idea why dick liked nixon so much dick couldn't be like....well he cured me of my loneliness, he was always there, he made me feel accepted, we've cultivated a decades long capital-R Romantic friendship and yes I will deliver his eulogy because masculinity. :) :) :) anyways

[thefutureiscomingandihateit]

A lil doodle i did, i loved drawing this 😭

[zaacoy]

Very rushed value practice before I sleep!! They are vibin'

[blueribbs]

justice baking those pillsbury halloween cookies for jack-o (they're her favorite)

[gunsatthaphan]

"why do you let me yell at you?"

[comradesaladcat]

A midnight snack, and maybe a little more

imagine cooking for Diluc :)

Fluff fanfic:

It was 9 in the evening and the streets outside were covered in a blanket of darkness. It was a peaceful night with the occasional sound of crickets chirping along with the soft coos of owls hidden in the trees. The scent of food emitted from the mansion, travelling throughout the woods. Suddenly, the silence was replaced by hurried footsteps. The brown haired girl rushed around the kitchen. Beef stew was simmering on the stove and the faint aroma of burnt bread and garlic wafted through the house. She panicked, looking at the mess that was once a kitchen. The garlic bread was burnt to a crisp, the stew was too bland and the noodles were stuck to the pan, everything was a disaster. She gripped her hair out of frustration.

“Why is this so hard!?” she huffed, pacing back and forth around the kitchen, trying to rescue what was left of the food. She had never cooked before, but tonight she wanted to try something different for once. She wanted to impress him with a home cooked meal when he came home from work. She watched him cook many times before, and it looked fairly easy. But oh how wrong she was.

Smoke started to fill the house as the acrid scent grew stronger with every passing second. The girl looks around in a confused yet panicked state, searching for the source. Her gaze then landed on the pile of noodles sitting in the frying pan, now charred and a blaze. Her eyes widened as her breath hitched from surprise. The smoke now started to fill her lungs making her cough. Covering her mouth and nose with her hands she quickly made her way to a nearby window before pushing it open, the smoke immediately starting to disperse into the dark night sky. She leaned out the window, gasping and panting for a breath.

“What the fuck?!” She yelled, looking out at the peaceful forest that surrounded the mansion for a moment, recollecting her thoughts. She whipped around, looking back at the smoke filled kitchen, the noodles that had been reduced to nothing but burning ashes. Her heart dropped as the fire grew stronger, she glanced around the room trying to find anything to put out the conflagration. The girl panicked, unable to find anything of use. Just as she grabbed a glass of water, planning to extinguish the flames, she felt herself being embraced by a pair of muscular arms. One wrapped around her waist and the other gripped gently at the hand that held the water. The figure removed the glass from her hand, placing it on the counter as they held her close to their sturdy chest. The girl looked stunned as her body squeezed against the person, and she looked up at them, confused and disorientated. Her eyes squinted trying to decipher their identity through the dense smoke. The person moved towards the flames, long strands of crimson hair waving through the smoke gracefully as they walked. The girl felt her heart fluttering as she realises how close she was to the individual, she can feel their heart beating in a slow and calm rhythmic pace, their warmth now seeping into her body combined with the heat of the smoke. The figure then swiftly grabs a lid before putting it over the flames, extinguishing the fire. The girl looks up at them with admiration as the smoke starts to clear. 

“You okay?” The voice breaks the silence; it was smooth and calming, one that she recognised all too well. She feels the figure let go of her as the smoke cleared out. Revealing the tall red haired male who stands about 180cm, wearing long baggy pants and a black shirt that fit tightly against his body, defining his lean figure and small waist.

“Yeah thanks babe.” The girl sheepishly smiled, not expecting the red haired man to be back so soon. He sighs softly.

“Y/n, what were you doing?” The man gazed at her with a stern yet gentle look, his expression twisted into a slight frown.

“Nothing-“ Y/n said, waving dismissively, looking nervous as she tried to avoid answering the question.

“Y/n, L/n.” He cuts her off with a piercing gaze, his arms folded and resting in front of his chest. y/n froze at the look before sighing in defeat.

“I was trying to cook for you…” she mumbles, looking away. The man was taken back, before his expression softened, he walked closer to her before pulling her into a hug, pressing her into his chest.

“i-...thank you… but don’t ever do that again, not without me here, what if something happens to you while I was gone?” He pulls away slightly to look her in the eyes, sounding stern yet relieved.

“What if I didn’t arrive on time, you would’ve been burnt to a crisp!” He exclaimed cupping her face with his gloves hands. 

“Promise me you won’t do that again…I can't bear to lose you…” he said softly, his gaze was gentle and full of tenderness. Y/n's heart skipped a beat as a faint shade of pink dusted her cheeks.

“I won’t do that again, I promise, sorry Diluc.” She smiled faintly, leaning her face into his hand contently. Diluc smiled, his red eyes glistening as he leaned and kissed the top of her head lovingly, before pulling her close once again, resting her head on his shoulder. Y/n chuckled.

“Maybe you should teach me how to cook one day.” She said, closing her eyes as she felt the comfortable warmth from his body.

“Well, how about I teach you now?” 

“Now?” 

“Now.” 

Y/n was surprised for a moment, pondering, before nodding enthusiastically. 

“Sure.” She smiled at him, Diluc smiled back before they made their way to the stove. 

“Let’s clean up this mess shall we? We can't cook when the kitchen is in this condition” Diluc said as he glanced around the kitchen assessing the mess, before he grabbed cleaning products from under the sink and started to clean the kitchen. After a while the kitchen was good as new, the counters were squeaky clean. Diluc went over to one of the cabinets, pulling out a light pink coloured apron before handing it to Y/n. She took it with mild amusement.

“Pink? Really?” she glances at the apron before looking up at him. 

“It's your favourite colour no?” he said before putting on an identical one himself. 

“We’re matching!” Y/n squealed with a faint smile plastered on her face. 

“mhm, now let's get cooking.” Diluc looked into her eyes, smiling softly at her. He grabs a piece of paper stuck onto the fridge before handing it to her. She accepts it before looking over it curiously, it was a list of ingredients for making chicken alfredo. Diluc glances at her expectantly as he goes to prepare a pot of boiling water and the tools needed. Y/n skimmed over the paper again, trying to remember everything before going grab the ingredients needed to make the pasta. After a while of rummaging the house, they finally managed to make the dough for the pasta. 

“This is kinda fun.” Y/n said as she was kneading the dough, little specks of flour getting on her apron and hair.

“It is, isn't it?” Diluc said as he kneaded the dough as well, his hand worked proficiently, displaying his experience with cooking pasta, and It looked so easy when he did it. Diluc glances over at her, seeing how hard she was trying to copy his techniques of kneading the dough. He smiled at the adorable sight, his heart beating slightly faster. 

“You make it look so easy.” she huffed, her hands slowly getting tired by the repeated action.

“You just need some more practice.” he reassured her, glances occasionally at her, secretly observing her progress until he suddenly notices that there was a smudge of flour on her face. He chuckles quietly. Y/n hears this and looks over at him.

“What's so funny?” she questioned with a confused yet curious expression, but Diluc didn't answer, he only looked away and snickered.

“Hey! What are you-” she was interrupted when he suddenly leaned towards her, before cupping her face and wiping off the flour with his thumb. 

“You need to be more careful, you're getting yourself dirty, and we wouldn't want that would we now?” he chuckled, looking at her with amusement and affection. She scoffs before chuckling.

“Says you.” she grinned before flicking flour that was on her hands at Diluc, making him instinctively recoil back from surprise.

“You little-” he said, wiping the flour off his face, before he lunged at her, pulling her into a bear hug. She couldn't help but laugh. Diluc just stared at her with a playful smile as he nuzzled his face into her neck. Her laughter slowly died down as the amused expression on her face turned into a gentle one before hugging him back, as she rested her head on his, taking in his scent.

“You smell nice.” she teased him. This caught him off guard, his eyes widened as a faint blush dusts his face before he chuckles.

“Thanks love.” He whispered to her before planting a soft kiss on her neck, making her chuckle as her face flushes as well. He notices this and chuckles.

“Is someone flustered?” he grins, pulling away just enough to look her in the eyes, making her more embarrassed.

“Nuh uh.” she retorted, glaring at him slightly before hugging him again. He hugs her tighter.

“Whatever you say ‘princess’.” he chuckles before letting go of the embrace. Y/n rolls her eyes before focusing back on the dough. It wasn’t long until they finished making the pasta, now they are sitting on the couch while the tv plays a movie in the background as they eat their food. It was creamy, flavourful and the sauce just being salty enough, it’s down right delicious. Y/n's eyes widen as her expression melts into delight.

“This is so good!” she said as she eagerly took another bite of the pasta, savouring every flavor. 

“Of course, everything i make is good.” Diluc said with pride, watching her reactions before taking a bite himself, his eyes widened slightly as he looked at the plate of pasta in his hands with surprise. Normally whenever he cooked it tasted the same every time, but this time it was different, it tasted like it was the first time he had eaten this, but he didnt change the receipt, what happened? He thought as he stared at the pasta, lost in thought for a moment before glancing at the browned hair girl sitting next to him. She was enjoying the meal while watching the movie, but he helped but noticed that she had gotten some sauce on her face, his eyes softened as he reached out and grabbed her chin gently, tilting her face to face him. Her attention quickly averted away from the movie, looking at him confused while she stared at him. As she was about to ask what's wrong, he leaned towards her before kissing her cheek, wiping the sauce off her face before pulling away. Y/n blushed at this, looking stunned and flustered as she stammered, her words being stuck in her throat. Diluc licked his lips as he looked at her with a teasing grin.

“You're so clumsy my dear.” Diluc said with a smile, making Y/n's heart flutter. She looks away as she grumbles before pulling him in for a deep and passionate kiss, which lasts for a few moments before pulling away, each second of the kiss being intense.

“Now we are fair.” she grins cheekily before resting her head against his chest. Diluc glances at her before wrapping his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. 

“I'm gonna get you next time.” he whispers in her ear, before they both start laughing softly, cuddling each other as they watch the movie. Not realising this is only the start of a long and blissful night.

[pinkfairiesteaparty]

[rowrowronnie]

outing myself as a speeding bullet enjoyer

[lawfullyandlovely]

So what I got from playing tcoaal is that if there was an incest is not wincest au, Andrew Graves would be the perfect boyfriend :)

He's so datable, help

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The Night by Claude-Joseph Vernet