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The sixth time Derek kissed his ex-husband went like this: fogged glass not foggy enough, surrounded by scents of a hundred spices he’d filled a kitchen with in a house where he could no longer live.
Cinnamon cardamom clove kisses, Dex’s hands still half coated in sugar and butter, sliding gritty against his skin.
Everything warm and everything beautiful and everything such a bad, bad goddamn idea.
The original pantry of the house had been a coopted linen closet to start with. They hadn’t gutted the kitchen- they’d restored it, old roaring gas stove and terrifying oven. Stripped shitty seventies paint from dark gleaming wood, found pretty victorian bones hiding in this place that had been made and remade over and over before they’d found it.
But the pantry wouldn’t do.
So Dex had knocked down a wall and changed the shape of room- built just for Derek a weird little window nook just for sitting in, cushioned and sunlit. Three steps later a pantry- the one and only real estate agent they’d had come in before they never, ever again mentioned the idea of selling the house and starting over in the divorce had called it a butlers pantry- pretty glass doors and shelved walls, curve of a cabinet Moppet had teethed on digging into Derek’s hip.
Thanksgiving.
Fucking goddamn trash of a holiday American Thanksgiving.
Derek had brought a date.
His sister was ten feet away, down the hall, helping the kids destroy a pumpkin for roasting.
If he opened his eyes- if he stopped- it would be like nothing had ever happened. Cardamon clove cinnamon, Dex’s borrowed recipe brightened and made anew. Made theirs. Black coffee kisses and brown sugar freckles, everything he’d loved since he was eighteen years old, unchanged.
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Knitting a freehand bag and started wondering how often people even use patterns, anyway. So--how often do you use a pattern when you make things ? This include knitting/crochet/sewing/weaving/nalbinding/bobbin lace/tatting/etc but also things like woodworking, cooking, and baking. If you want to just pick the thing you do most often that's fine.
I personally do not use patterns as I find them far more confusing than just figuring out the construction of an item and simply making it. I do very occasionally browse ravelry for inspiration but have downloaded maybe 2. In the 5 or so years since I joined. And have followed exactly 1, which I modified every single aspect of. In my defense, dyslexia.
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Hazbin Hotel AU where everything is the same except Alastor fell out with Rosie instead of Vox.
“Stayed Gone” is just Alastor and Vox glazing each other for three minutes straight. Alastor shows up at the overlord meeting and the others have to stop Rosie from beating him to death with a chair.
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Can't write rn so have this:
“I'll kill them,” says the saffron-clad girl with jagged tattoos. “I'll kill them all. The fake-ass princes, the king, the nobles. Everyone. All of them. They'll never become a problem for my hometown. Never. I'm gonna make sure of it.”
Alfarīd takes in the sight of Ashaya's hidden face, the tremor in their lengthy frame. Takes in their voice, so full of bitterness and anger, so full of...
Fear.
Ashaya is afraid.
And who wouldn't be, when it's you against the world?
She lets herself plop down on Ashaya like she's seen cats do with each other. You can die at the hands of royalty, monkey. Consider it an honor. “Well, that makes it two of us, ey?”
Ashaya snorts. “Congratulations, you've just got a roadside fox stuck to your side for perpetuity. Now what?”
“Were you even listening to yourself? We're gonna rid the world of pests.”
“The rat bastard with the silver mask first?”
“The rat bastard with the silver mask first.”
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I think in the next Animal Crossing, you should have to earn your control over the environment. And I don’t just mean working to get terraforming, I mean, like, earning it before getting to decide where other people’s homes are and stuff.
Idk, the deserted island is fun but I kind of hope in the next one we’re back to being a new face in an already established rural community. And you can still progress to moving absolutely everything on the map and decorating each square foot and flower to your liking, but, like… these other people have lives of their own.
I like knowing a rando isn’t gonna move onto my carefully curated flowerbed and ruin my path, but I don’t like how much the villagers in ACNH feel like fashion accessories rather than neighbors.
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