#they are just the right blend of salty and flavorful

[theriu]

Free yourself of the notion that expensive foods must inherently taste better than inexpensive ones. For example. I have yet to find a string cheese more personally pleasing and delicious than the ones I get at the Dollar General.

[screamingay]

PEANUT BARK MADE WITH VIRGINIA DINER PEANUTS + GHIRARDELLI BITTERSWEET CHOCOLATE + CARAMELIZED WHITE CHOCOLATE DRIZZLE !!!!!!

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

5 Times You Stole Eijiro Kirishima’s Hoodie | Part 1: The Convenience Store

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Eijiro Kirishima x Femme Reader! 💋

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Tension, Hero Situations, Eijiro Kirishima is a Pro Hero

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5 Times You Stole Eijiro Kirishima’s Hoodie

Part 1: The Convenience Store

It is a rainy Tuesday night and you are absolutely exhausted from work. On your way home to your apartment, you decide to stop by a local bodega for some junk food. You have been looking forward to binge watching a trashy reality TV show all day long, and some potato chips would be the perfect snack to munch on as you enjoy the juicy TV drama.

The bodega’s glass sliding door opens with a squeak as you hastily fold up your dripping umbrella. You shiver as the cool store AC hits your wet skin, and goose bumps flare across your bare arms. The day had started out deceptively warm, and you hadn’t dressed for the weather. You are deeply regretting the choice to wear the navy sleeveless dress that is now clinging to your body and dripping a puddle onto the dull bodega carpet. Oh well – you will be home in just a few minutes and will be able to step into a hot shower soon enough.

You grab a shopping basket and wander the aisles, eager to satiate your cravings for salty crisps. The store is unusually empty for the hour – the sudden rain must have kept most people inside. The only other people present are the elderly cashier, and a man pursuing the energy drinks in one of the freezers. The other patron is keenly focused on a bottle of purple Gatorade - intently reading the ingredient list on the drink’s packaging. You pay no attention to this other customer as you locate the snack aisle and load up your basket with chip bags boasting a variety of fun flavors (BBQ chips?? Yes please!). The aisles are tall – stacked ceiling high with boxes and bags containing every flavor of chip one could imagine.

SMASH! A loud crash reverberates throughout the tiny store, followed by the sound of small objects scattering across the vinyl floor. A deep voice booms out: “This is a hold up. Give me all the money in that register. And make it quick – I don’t think either of us wants any trouble.” You freeze; blood running cold in your veins as you quickly put the pieces of the situation together.

“I swear old man – I’ve got a special quirk that will make your life all kinds of painful unless you Hand. Over. The. Cash.”

You move slowly along the aisle, looking for a gap in the snack shelves so you can better assess the situation. Through a small space between cereal boxes, the situation comes into view – the man that you had seen shopping for sports drinks is now standing menacingly over the check out counter. He is around six feet tall with sharp features; a simple black domino mask obscured his eyes. Clad entirely in black, he stands with his right arm gripping the linoleum countertop, the other poised grotesquely above the cashier’s balding head. It takes you a moment to put together exactly what you were seeing – the villain’s right arm was a gigantic crab claw! If the situation weren’t so tense, you would have died from laughter. The scene is ridiculous – the man’s arm (claw) is twice the length of a typical human arm and had a bright, shiny red hue. This kind of mutation quirk always gives you a start – the unnatural way the man’s body blends seamlessly with the extra large claw is uncanny.

            The shop cashier looks up at the villain with terror in his eyes. He seems absolutely frozen on the spot as the masked robber clicks his claw menacingly. With a start, you notice that the inside of the claw is wickedly sharp. The villain flashes it dangerously towards the cashier’s neck to drive a sense of urgency.

            You assess your options. Your quirk isn’t particularly powerful, but it definitely has some use here. If you could just get a little bit closer to the situation, you could probably use it to distract the villain long enough to get the cashier out of harm’s way. You stretch out your hand to activate your quirk, but stopped dead when you feel a warm, rough hand clamp around your mouth from behind.

You try to scream, but the sound comes out muffled. Adrenaline floods your veins as you prepared to fight for your life. You hadn’t heard someone sneak up behind you, and you squirm in an effort to get away. An arm reaches out to steady you, and it’s owner whispers: “Sorry to startle you – I’m here to help.” The soft, gravely voice sends a fresh wave of goose bumps down your chilled skin. You turn to see one of the year’s top heroes - the Red Riot - crouched over you in the snack aisle. You’d recognize that trademark red spiky hair anywhere. Your body starts to relax a bit – things are under control and a hero is here!

Over the past few years, Red Riot has been making quite a name for himself in the media as a dependable, chivalrous hero. You’ve often watched his battles and rescues play out on the television – not only was he a skilled hero, but also he was kind and genuine. His interviews were your favorite – he always found such nice things to say about his teammates and the people he rescued. And he wasn’t bad to look at either.

He’s clearly not on duty – his usual simple costume has been traded in for a black t-shirt, jeans and a soft red hoodie. Your heart skips a beat. He’s so totally hot. When he realizes you’re not going to scream and give away his position to the villain, he releases you from his embrace. He smiles reassuringly, and the warmth of his grins reaches his eyes.

“I’m going to get you out of this.” He promises.

For a second there, you completely forgot about the convenience store hold up occurring feet away from where the two of you were crouched. Your senses are clouded by the closeness of Red Riot, who is still holding you steady with his muscular arms. When he realizes his touch is lingering a bit longer than necessary, he quickly pulls away. He shifts to peer over your shoulder through the small cereal box window. The movement brings him ever so slightly closer to you, and you find yourself inhaling the sweet scent of clean laundry. You lean the tiniest bit closer to him.

But back to the situation at hand – you can hear the crab clawed villain barking commands at the cashier. He wants all the money from the register as well as a roll of lotto tickets. He must be either extremely overconfident or incredibly good at crime – because this man is taking his time! Red Riot scowls as he watches the scene unfold. You can see his body tensing as he prepares for a confrontation. With a look of determination, he turns to you and whispers “stay quiet and out of sight. I’m going to go distract the villain and try to de-escalate the situation. If things get physical – run. There’s a dumpling shop across the street – get someone there to call the police.”

His red eyes bore into your own. There’s something so intense and hot about him. You feel a strange connection pulling you closer to this man, closer to the heat of his body.

            “W-wait.” You whisper. “I can help!”

            You point to the man with the crab claw – he still has the Gatorade bottle in the pocket of his pants. To his left you see a palette of energy drinks waiting to be restocked. “With my quirk I can control small amounts of liquid. I can distract him by levitating all those energy drinks at once. I’ll suspend them in the air and bring them all crashing down on top of him, giving you time to get the cashier out of harm’s way.”

            Red Riot smiles appreciatively. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m afraid I can’t ask you to put yourself in danger like that. I’ll handle this on my own. Just keep quiet and get across the street, okay?”

            You make a face. You don’t understand why he won’t let you help. After all, the villain seems untrained and unfocused. His claw hand can’t do much damage to a bunch of small, moving targets.

            “Trust me.” Red Riot reaches for your hand. He places the pads of your fingers on his palm. You can feel him activating his hardening quirk beneath your fingers as his skin slowly becomes rougher. “I was built for this.”

            You nod, unable to argue. His quirk makes his skin feel smooth and strong like the bark of an oak tree. You press your fingers lightly into the center of his hand, but there’s no give. Reflexively, he closes his fingers around your own, causing electricity to shoot through your hand at the intimate touch. Red Riot’s eyes widen, an apology already at his lips. You quickly slip your hand out from his grasp.

“Good luck, Red Riot.” You tap the hardened skin on his forearm. “You’re right – definitely built for this.”

            He grins, seemingly basking in the compliment.

            “That’s right – just leave this to me!” He whispers back. “Stay safe, okay?”

Red Riot army crawls down the aisle. You watch as he slowly steps out from behind the shelves and approaches the counter confidently, grabbing a bag of BBQ chips on the way. The poor cashier is now filling a grocery bag with money from the register as the crab armed villain hulks over him, sneering and clicking his claw. The villain doesn’t even seem to hear Red Riot approaching him from behind.

            In two strides, Red Riot closes the distance and reaches out to tap the villain on his crabby shoulder.

            “Excuse me, sir. I’m going to have to ask you to step away from the counter. Other people want to check out.” As he says this, he pointedly tosses his bag of chips onto the shiny linoleum counter.

            The crab villain whirls around, face full of fury. His eyes widen and his face contorts in fury when he realizes whom he’s talking to. The villain wastes no time – he propels himself away from the counter, whirling his deadly sharp arm towards Red Riot.

Crack!

The arm makes contact with Red Riot’s rock hard skin. The hero smiles smugly, his right arm taking the brunt of the blow.

“Why don’t we take this down a notch, sir? I’m clearly a match for your quirk, and the police are already on their way. There’s no need to fight, we can just talk - ”

            The villain moves surprisingly swiftly, shifting around Red Riot’s outstretched arm and reaching to position his claw around Red Riot’s neck. The hero’s facial expression shifts to surprise – he wasn’t expecting a villain with such a cumbersome quirk to be able to move so languidly. The crab villain slowly starts to press down his claw around the hero’s neck. Red Riot is making a face that clearly says “Oh, shit.”

You turn and desperately reach your hand through the gap in the cereal box display, pointing your fingertips at the villain and willing your Quirk to activate. Almost instantly, the Gatorade bottle resting half full in the villain’s back pocket lifts into the air as all of the liquid rushes towards the top of the container. You focus all of your concentration on the bottle.

Unfortunately, you never had a lot of opportunity to train and refine your quirk as you had pursued an educational track that prioritized tech and computer skills over quirk competence. However, you had a grasp on the fundamentals of how your quirk worked – and you figured if you could just distract the crab villain for a moment, you could give Red Riot a chance to regroup.

The villain pressed his sharp claw further around Red Riot’s neck. You could hear an ominous cracking notice – and you hoped desperately that the sound wasn’t the hero’s thick skin crumbling beneath his assailant’s grasp. You began to feel a sickening mix of adrenaline and fear coursing through your veins and you try to renew your concentration. The liquid inside the bottle begins to boil – the water fizzing and popping in the small confined space. You shakily will the bottle to float up and behind the villain’s head.

Red Riot uses his hardened hands to try to break the villain’s grasp, but the crabby grip holds fast. The villain is intensely focused on trying to crush Red Riot’s windpipe, and so he is completely taken by surprise when the bottle of Gatorade explodes and hits the back of his head with a splash of scalding purple liquid. The villain howls in pain – both hands reflexively flying to cradle the back of his burned head. In his pain and fury, he unwittingly releases Red Riot from his grasp. The red headed hero is quick to take advantage of the situation – dropping to the ground and sweeping a strong leg beneath the villain’s own. The crab-clawed villain comes crashing to the ground with a large “thud.”

Red Riot wastes no time, dropping on top of the villain to pin disproportionate arms to the ground.

“Sir, you’re under arrest for armed robbery and for engaging in combat with a licensed hero. The police will be here shortly to take your statement - but in the meantime please stop resisting.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as Red Riot continues to hold the villain tightly to the ground. Behind the counter’s register, the convenience store clerk still stands frozen, holding a wad of bills in bills in a vice-like grip.

You hear the metallic slide of the store’s automatic doors followed by several pairs of heavy boots off to your right. Within a few seconds, a team of police officers comes into view, their starched blue shirts bright in the florescent lighting.

At the sight of the police, the crab villain finally seems to give up fighting – his body sagging to the ground beneath Red Riot. The hero holds his position, eyeing the villain’s mutant arm warily. Even from a distance, you can tell his hardening quirk is still activated – he isn’t taking any chances.

“Great job, Red Riot! We’ll take it from here.” A tall officer with a glinting badge steps forward and uses a length of metal cord to bind the villain’s large clawed arm. “We’ve been after this guy for weeks!”

Red Riot smiles as he steps back and lets the police team capture his assailant. He turns and meets your eyes through the space in the cereal box wall. He grins at you, his dark eyes wink a quick “thanks” in your direction as he detectives whisk him away for questioning.

“Miss – are you alright?” You let out a small squeak of surprise, turning to find a short female officer with a tight bun of dark hair coming around the corner of the aisle. You look down at yourself – crouching like a wild animal in a soggy, rain-drenched dress.

“I’ve definitely had better days.” You laugh, allowing the policewoman to help you to your feet. You feel the adrenaline slowly start to melt away, leaving you feeling shaky and a bit lightheaded. You can’t think of the last time you used your quirk, so you’re sure the little stunt you pulled to save Red Riot has impacted your stamina.

“Mind if we ask you a few questions about what happened here?” The officer asks, motioning for you to follow her to the front of the store where the crab villain is being checked for weapons.

“No, not at all!” You wrap your arms around yourself and attempt to bring some warmth back into your body.          

The police had a lot of questions. Apparently this villain had been evading them for quite sometime. He had been robbing convenience stores across several cities. He was quick, efficient, and sometimes even deadly – having injured half a dozen clerks and store patrons in his mad pursuit of cash.

“We heard that you used your quirk to get Red Riot out of a spot of trouble.” The policewoman with the bun taps a pen to a pad of paper thoughtfully. Her tone isn’t accusatory; she’s just stating facts. “The unsanctioned use of a quirk in combat is illegal, but since you were put in a potentially life threatening situation and you were in under the supervision of a pro hero, the Good Samaritan law should cover your actions today.”

 You feel the last bit of energy absolutely drain out of you and you reach out to grab a nearby store shelf for support. Illegal? The thought of breaking the law hadn’t even crossed your mind. You had just acted on pure instinct when you saw Red Riot in trouble. You start to shiver more violently as the weight of what you’ve done fully sinks in. The policewoman quickly waves to another officer and you find yourself being guided to a chair.

“Miss - it seems like you’re in shock. Please take some deep breaths and we’ll get you to a hospital shortly to get checked out, alright?” The officer pats your hand kindly and pockets her notepad. She walks out of view to call a medical team with her colleagues and you are momentarily left alone in the corner of the store. You stare at the ground, your head feeling fuzzy and cold. It was so stupid to use your quirk so recklessly like that! You admonish yourself silently. You’re sure that Red Riot could have gotten himself out of that bad situation given time – he was a top hero after all! You were just so worried and eager to help…

A soft material engulfs your shoulders. “You’re freezing! Here – take my sweatshirt.” You turn and see Red Riot standing behind you, his strong hands pressing his large red hoodie around your shoulders. He smooths the plush material around you, and you shiver at the contact.

“I couldn’t possibly take this!” You said weakly despite your body hungrily leaning into the warmth of his touch and the offered piece of clothing.

“It’s too late – it’s already yours. Consider it a thank you for saving me back there.” Red Riot grins, showing off a row of pointed teeth. You gratefully accept the gift – tucking your arms into the floppy sleeves. You’re practically swimming in sweatshirt.

“I really shouldn’t have done that.” You look down, ashamed. “You had the situation under control, and it was irresponsible to use my quirk like that. You even told me not to help earlier.” You shake your head, and then blush when you realize you’re probably showering the chivalrous hero in raindrops.

“Don’t beat yourself up about that at all! While it’s true that a Pro can always break out of a tough spot, someone once told me that ‘meddling where you don’t need to is the essence of a hero.’ You moved without thinking to help me when I needed it. That took guts.” His grin widens. “I’m so lucky that such a strong person was looking out for me from the cereal section.”

You laugh, cheeks blushing at the compliment. He’s just so…handsome, grinning roguishly at you with his deep, dark eyes.

“Your quirk is really strong, too. What was that – liquid manipulation? Have you ever trained your quirk?” You’re taken aback by the sincerity of his interest in your small little quirk.

“Not really – I had the standard quirk class in elementary school where we are evaluated and learn how to control the basics of each of our quirks. Beyond that, I never had much interest in it. I can make small amounts of liquid float, boil and freeze. It’s not particularly powerful, but I can make a mean pot of soup with it.” You smile, appreciating the attention you’re receiving from the hero. “I went to a specialty high school focused on business and marketing, so I pretty much avoided any quirk training or hero-focused track. Exploding that little Gatorade bottle was probably the crux of my power.”

“Well it was incredible! I feel like you’re really underselling yourself – I see so much potential in you and your quirk. With just a little training, I think you could really do some damage.” Red Riot says excitedly, talking animatedly with his hands. You laugh, picturing yourself in some ridiculous hero suit parading around the city splashing boiling water on legions of seafood-themed villains.

“Surprisingly, the hero life is just not for me!” You grin before a wave of shivers wracks through your body. Is this from shock? Or is it the damp cold of your rain soaked dress finally catching your attention.

Red Riot instantly notices your discomfort and shakes his head thoughtfully before saying: “Stay here a minute, I have an idea.” He scampers away and you’re left alone again. You focus on taking a few deep, calming breaths as you zip the hoodie up to your chin. You inhale deeply and realize that the red fabric smells comforting and sweet – a combination of mint and cedar wood. You deeply breathe in the scent of Red Riot, and you feel your panic ebb away. You’re steeped in exhaustion as you slouch against the hard plastic chair.

A moment later, Red Riot re-appears, holding a steaming Styrofoam cup. “I made you some peppermint tea.” He says shyly, holding out the hot cup. “It always makes me feel better after a fight – I thought it might do the same for you.”

You take the cup gratefully and tip it back for a sip. He holds out a hand to stop you. “Careful, it’s hot. Give it a second to cool so you don’t burn your mouth.”

“Thank you so much, Red Riot. I really appreciate all you’ve done today.” You’re too tired to care that you sound like a fan girl.

“Hey, call me Eijiro. After what we’ve been through together, we should be on a first name basis.” To your surprise, his cheeks tint pink as he shares his first name. You smile softly and share your own nickname. He repeats it back to you, seeming to like the way your name rolls on his tongue.

“It’s nice to meet you Eijiro.” You feel the warmth of the tea sinking into your icy hands.

“So what were you buying here at the store anyway? Let me go get you a cart and – oh, hold on!” He absentmindedly leans in close to you, reaching out to pull a stray wet strand of hair away from your face. He tucks it gently behind your ear. “We should really get you a hair dryer or something!” He laughs, “You’re still soaking wet!” Despite just having met, the touch is so intimate and familiar. You lean towards him, wanting him to touch you again with his strong, capable hero fingertips.

“Red Riot – the press is outside waiting to interview you.” A police officer calls over, snapping you both back to reality. “They’re eager to hear about how you apprehended the villain. For the sake of her privacy, let’s leave this young lady’s roll in the capture out of it.”

Eijiro snaps to attention, his hand still hovering close to your face. He turns to give the officer a thumbs up. “Sounds good to me! I’ll be right there.”

He moves to look at you again. His eyes are wide and his expression intrigued. “They’re going to take you to the hospital to make sure everything looks okay. They’ll probably keep you overnight for observation until you’re out of shock. I’m sure they’ll take good care of you, cutie.” He stands to walk out of the store. “Thanks for saving my life – I hope to hear from you soon!”

And with a wave, he strides away towards the press team waiting outside. You look down into your tea, confused and quietly delighted at his hope to hear from you. You have absolutely no idea how you would ever contact him again, but the sentiment and the term of endearment he had used is sweet. Ever the chivalrous hero.

The next few hours are a whirlwind of tests and scans and interviews with police officers and doctors alike. Despite your protests, an ambulance whisks you away to the closest hospital and you are kept under observation just as Red Riot - Eijiro ­- had predicted. The staff is courteous and sweet, praising you for your roll in the incident when the police officers tip them off. You’re given comfortable clothes to borrow and access to a hot shower adjacent to your hospital room.

When you finally sink into the hospital bed, it’s pitch black outside. You flick on the grainy old TV that’s mounted above your bed and flick through the channels until you stop to see a familiar face on the local news.

Red Riot is smiling down at you from the TV set, his eyes warm as he answers the questions of various reporters.

“I was just shopping for some ramen when I noticed the villain. Weird coincidence that I just happened to be at the same store as him!” The hero laughs, rubbing his hand behind his head. “I’m thankful to the store patrons and the clerk who stayed calm as I handled the situation.”

“Red Riot – did you have any difficulty subduing the victim?”

Eijiro pauses to think for a moment before carefully saying “There was a moment that he had the drop on me, but a really cute shopper distracted him for me and allowed me to get the upper hand.”

“You’re so humble, Red Riot. I’m sure you had everything under control.”

Eijiro shakes his head. “I don’t want to encourage recklessness, but I do want to make it clear that you don’t need to be a Pro to be someone’s hero. The woman who helped me today – her bravery and willingness to act even when things were scary is what true heroism looks like. I’m grateful to her, and I hope that I’ll be able to see her again soon.”

The reporters continue to fawn over Red Riot for a few more minutes – peppering him with more questions that he cheekily answers. He avoids revealing any additional details about you despite the reporter’s needling and prodding. Soon the news broadcast ends, and the anchor appears on screen and starts discussing upcoming movie releases.

You sit with your mouth gaping open. Had you really made such a lasting impression on the sturdy hero? You feel your heartbeat increase at the thought, causing the heart monitors strapped to your chest to peep and whir. A nurse appears at your side in an instant, and you bashfully explain to her that you are fine – just a bit overexcited from the day’s events. Once she is assuaged, you return to flipping through channels before settling on reruns of The Bachelor. This wasn’t the soapy TV series you had been looking forward to all day, but it was as close as you are going to get at this point. You let the show run and before long you are dozing in the propped up hospital bed, dreaming of seafood villains and heroes with bright hair and dark, endless eyes.

When you’re finally ready to check out from the hospital the next day, the nurse at the front desk presents you with your belongings. Your wallet, your high heeled work shoes, and an extra large bright red hoodie. “Oh – I forgot about this.” You gratefully accept the sweatshirt and shrug it on. It swings around you like a trench coat, fluffy and warm. You can still smell traces of cedar wood on the collar.

You walk out of the hospital and into a surprisingly sunny day, metallic sliding doors parting for you as you exit. You sink your hands into the hoodie’s overlarge pockets and are surprised to feel a rectangular square object tucked into the deep right pocket. Had Eijiro left a piece of gum in his hoodie? You fish it out with your index and pointer fingers – it’s a small folded up piece of paper ripped from a notepad. Upon closer inspection, you notice that it’s branded with the convenience store’s faded logo. You guess it was ripped from the clerk’s register notepad.

Curious, you unfold the small wad of paper. Written hastily across the note is a messy scrawl of digits and the words: Would love to take you to dinner some time, cutie. Thanks for rescuing me. – Eijiro.

            Oh my God. He gave you his number. A warm blush creeps up your face as your eyes run across the note over and over again. What a crazy 24 hours it has been! You reach into your purse to grab your phone. With shaky hands you add “Eijiro Kirishima” as a contact in your phone, adding a few rock emojis and a bright red crab emoji beside his name. He’d probably find that hilarious.

            You draft up a fresh text to the red headed hero and type: “In need of rescuing tonight – the villain: hunger and boredom. In need of a hero who knows the perfect ramen spot.” You hit send and hold your breath. What if he’s on patrol tonight? You worry. What if he was just being nice and doesn’t actually see you again?

            Your worries are totally baseless, because within seconds you have a reply: “I’m more than up for this mission – meet me in front of the convenience store at 8. Wear the sweatshirt so I’ll recognize you in the crowd?” He ends it with a winking emoji and your heartbeat quickens. You officially have a date set with Eijiro Kirishima – the Red Riot.

Your hero.

Thanks so much for reading!!!

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▪︎■☆New Years🎊☆■▪︎

☆ 🔞‼️NOT SAFE FOR WORK‼️🔞

☆ trans!bot!Miguel O'Hara / amab!dom!reader

☆ 2k words

☆ late (I faced multiple family issues during the first few weeks of January, so sorry for the delay 😭😭)

☆ words such as cunt, pussy, cock and hole are used to describe Miguel's genitalia

☆ please correct me if I missed anything 😓

°○☆ nsfw under the cut ☆○°

The sound of fireworks. Loud and colorful. One would expect to walk outside and see the display of reds and blues. Even purple or green. Or a wonderful mix of hues patterned together.

Fireworks were symbolic. Fireworks were for to celebrate the new year coming ahead. To celebrate the birth of new months to spend with the people you love the most and to make thanks for the previous year and all of its challenges and shortcomings.

Other people had parties over it. Charcuterie bords plated with soft cheeses and salty cold cuts, added with a side of fruits and oranges. Not to mention the flaky biscuits.

Other people spent time together. Blowing their horns and rambunctiously declaring out their love for all people to hear on the top of their lungs until their throats burned and their ears stung.

You and Miguel decided to spend time together. Of course, a blend of the two given directions to spend the birth of a brand new year.

There was a party held in HQ for the other spiderpeople who were also celebrating new years eve and you and Miguel enjoyed it but had leave sooner on account of celebrating it on your own with him.

"You do realize i could have bought all of that for you" Miguel says with his eyebrows raised. While feeding himself a piece of unflavored biscuit dipped in cream and biting down on the snack. His large hands made it look miniature..

"Well I wanted to treat you, obviously. It isn't fair if you're getting me so much. It's the least i could do. Especially for today." You mention as you sip your wine and smile. Leaning against the circular couch and watching the muffled fireworks from outside pop into colorful combinations with your loving husband.

"I like the Queso de Bola from your universe." Miguel mentions with a huff and a smile then buries his face on your shoulder to lean on it. You snort, then decide to speak, "There isn't a difference between the one from mine and yours... even if it's from the future. It's.. still a cheese ball"

"Yeah. But I can taste the difference. The ones I've got were made by machines. Not cows." You shrug. He has a point. But despite that there isn't much a difference in flavor.

Eventually you two settle on finishing up the charcuterie board and drink the wine you two had. Mundane conversations about life. All the while you had your hands on Miguel's stomach whole you cuddled with him from the back.

He was talking about atomic particles and the more he explained the more wine he drank. Despite his tolerance he became tipsy quicker than you both had planned. Not that anything changed. He just became more clingy and open. And a little sleepy. It was adorable to see honestly. Though, there was no doubt the warmth growing inside of yours and his stomach.

It settles with you both lying down in bed watching some movie that you can't really focus on right now because Miguel's kissing your neck and rubbing his clothed pussy against your thigh. The kisses were alright. You spared some back. But the sudden wetness you felt when his hips moved on your leg had snapped your attention to him.

You finally got your eyes off of the movie and looked at him. Most of his face is buried onto the plush pillows but his eyes had that half lidded look that always made you feel warm. Everywhere. He needed something. He needed you.

You both have done this before. More than once. Of course, he was your husband and he has needs. He has a lot of needs. And you were always receptive of fulfilling them.

Without a word you reached over to him without moving the sheets away and traced your hand down his body. He closes his eyes and sigh softly. Adjusting his own body so that it was now facing the ceiling. Snug right beside you with the blanket covering everything you two were doing.

Your palm brushed against his pecs. So soft. You squeezed on the muscle and he twitches and hums in response. You apologize by kissing his cheek.

You go lower and your hand is on his muscles. Thumb tracing against his torso. He was breathing faster and his squirmed a little. Impatient. You apologized by kissing his nose.

Your hand reaches the spot he had needed you to touch. His warm wet cunt. You wanted to tease him but decided against it. It was new years after all. Why derive your husband of the pleasure he deserved? As a little thank you gift for just being here with you. For existing. Because he loved you and you loved him and nothing will change that. Especially another year to spend with your darling husband.

He groans a little. With the way your fingers rub his cock, and graze against his hole. Overall spreading the wetness. The warmth that is, Miguel. You use your thumb to rub at the slit softly but fast enough for his liking. He pants and turns his head so that it's buried on your neck. His breathing is labored and he does as much as to lick at and bite your neck. His hand rubbing against your clothed throbbing cock to share his own effort.

You groan at the touch. Close your eyes for a second to focus fully on the way you pleasure him and how he pleasures you. You move your fingers down, 3 of them, entering his sopping cunt. Your thumb flicking his clit while moving your fingers back and forth and curling your fingers to press down on a spongey spot that has his seeing stars.

He whines. Growls? Could be both. What mattered was that it felt good his warm pussy felt around your three fingers that moved in a way that had him curling his toes. He gets your fat cock out of your boxers and strokes it properly. Now your distracted. Your fingers move a little erratically inside of his hole. Sucking more in. Greedy little thing.

You continued moving your fingers. In and out. Curling your fingers up at a degree that caressed his gspot in the right ways. Your thumb stimulating his cock. He was shivering. Not from the cold, a blanket ensured that. He shivered with the way your hands moved inside of him. For a moment he stops stroking you because his hands gripped the sheets tightly.

He chokes. And you move your head to kiss him. It's messy. Sloppy. But it's full of love. It's always full of love. Everything you do for this man has always over-poured itself with so much love, he even doubted if he deserved it at some point. Not that you wanted to linger on the thought. Because he deserved so much more.

And when he cums. You're there for him. He whines out when you prolong his orgasm with a few more strokes of your fingers. Thrusting in and out at his usual preferred pace whilst flicking his cock with your thumb. The more he gasps out while his gangs graze your tongue the better. He knows you love him he knows.

You're not even finished with him. Oh no you weren't.

Not when you moved the covers away from his beautiful legs and moved yourself to face in front of him. His eyes were lidded and he had himself waiting for you, legs spread and revealing his vulnerability in its full glory. Only for you. Always for you. You leaned down, kissing his legs. Every scar littered on his skin you appreciate quietly with a soft peck of your lips, maybe a soft bite or two. You can smell his heat approaching the further you go down and it's exciting but you have to remind yourself to be patient.

You leave a kiss on his happy trail and the little bit of soft fat on his abdomen, not giving it what it wants at first. Take it slow. Just the way he likes it. To take your time appreciating him and his body. And when your tongue will part the dark curls coated on his cunt and land your tongue on his hole, hold him down while he squirms and throw his head back.

You'll lap up the slick that's been dripping down his pussy lips since his earlier orgasm and drink it up the more you lick deeper, nose budging his clit. Hold him down, please do. With the way he'll call out your name and arch his back the faster you pressing your tongue deeper in his walls. He'll squeeze you inside whenever you prod and press against that area that has his pussy creaming all over again. When he comes, again, he squirts this time. At this point it's easier to drink up now that you're nearer to him.

He's so sensitive and his clit is throbbing. He's twitching against the bed and his grip on the sheets are evidently strong. Luckily he had made a way to make his bedsheets harder to tear so there was no damage done. He could tear and pull and scratch all he could but nothing would be damaged. Other than perhaps you, some red angry marks here and there on your back.

Like the ones forming now, with your face pressed against his and your own throbbing cock rubbing against his own heat. Wet shy slickness. Rubbing your girth against his clit and he can only whine and make half assed growls, demanding you to go faster. He's cute isn't he? All desperate like that, legs spread trying so hard to get your dick inside him, whilst his ankles pressed against your spine trying to thrust you in himself.

And when you give him what he wants he'll scream again. He'll scream your name. He'll scream because he can feel your cock parting his warm, creamy walls. The soft and humid interior of his pussy. It has you both seeing stars. Just as colorful as the fireworks from earlier. You ram into him and the deeper you go he has his eyes rolling back and his words falling into mumbles. Soft moans and slight growling.

Words you'll hear would be please and thank you. Then it'd turn into curses and demands. Him asking you to hurry up. And if you thrusted into him just right he'd return back to his more polite pleads.

You can feel him squeezing so good around your cock. His hole, slick and just sucking you in. The crown of your cock hitting his cervix and it drove him hazier. He laughs, because the intensity of it all has him in a precious, soft, fuzzy delirious state and you kiss his forehead. To make it all better.

His walls squeeze at you. And it feels so fucking good it's driving you insane and he swears he can feel you deep back in his throat. Because he chokes on his own noises for a good second before his head falls back and he whines again. Rutting against the knowledge of you knowing you'd end up filling him to the brim. Stuffing him full of your cum and your scent will just overwhelm him because you're his and he's yours and anything about you. Your personality, your voice, your scent. He wants every ounce of it and it only multiplies I'm sensation when he knows he's leaking with your love. Your scent and your very DNA in its pure form, as Miguel thinks to himself.

Well, one thing or another, the thought of you filling him up again has him squeezing you and he squeals because it's all so much. Too much. The way you kiss his face and mutter praises into his ears, your hands spreading his legs apart while the head of your cock hits him deep and I'm talking deep. He cums on your cock and arches his back, mouth opened for a silent scream as he growls next and twitches. Claws digging further into your back, he'd apologize for that tomorrow morning.

Right now he was focusing on experiencing the best fucking orgasm he's had for this year. This precious, brand new year. With you and in this bed. When he cums his pussy squeezes you and you couldn't help it either. Coming undone as well with a groan and filling him up full. Miguel's gasps because the sheer warmth of you is making him feel full. Feeling fulfilled. It could be for whatever reason but no matter what it'd be he's so happy to be here with you because he loves you so much and he's so full of your love. Literally.

One things for sure, you were willing to go a little longer. To thank him for being here with you..

(A/N: it's finally here!!! I'm really sorry for the delay afhfhrjjf (҂ ꒦ິヮ꒦ິ) but that's no excuse, so I finally finished this work :) I hope you guys like it. I'll make more soon. Please be patient with me ♡)

[immoralimmortals]

we hop-skip-jump back with more akatsuki questions! we hope your days have been grand and your songs sweet, tak(?)

if the akatsuki were exposed to the cuisines of our modern, international world, what would each of them gravitate to? would hidan be lured by the cooking of the southern american states, creole, the sausages and cuts and grinds of europe, the whole beasts of the pacific? would itachi look at italian cuisine and feel a deep pang of nostalgia of how sasuke would like this fare? what would these tongues make of our world's bounty?

Hello again! Yes, I'm Tak uvu Some more cusine headcanons for you, dear!:

Honestly I think you nailed Hidan right off the bat. I think he's a connoisseur of meat in specific, if given the time and lack of killing people (so only a world with no Jashin. Probably). I can imagine him, Deidara, and sometimes Kisame having a hot sauce drinking contest. Kakuzu would show up and blow them out of the water once and never participate again. I think Hidan would like beef jerky and pork rinds.

My dad is obsessed with the Red Lobster food chain and now I'm thinking about how Kisame would genuinely enjoy himself while everyone else is only there for cheddar bay biscuits.

My dad just bought at least 100$ worth of Red Lobster gift cards once finding out they're going out of business HE KEEPS ASKING ME OUT TO RED LOBSTER SOMEONE FUCKING HELP M

I've already said in a prior post that Deidara would be OBSESSED with pop rocks. Wouldn't be surprised if he seeks out other kinds of food that give specific sensations, hence the hot sauce bit just now. He'd love carbonated drinks, too. He can bullshit his way into convincing you that yes, Monster Energy Drink *does* require a sophisticated flavor palate! He'd try anything if it had a novelty factor, at least one he can take seriously.

Perhaps obviously I can see Itachi especially enjoying the vast variety of teas that one can acquire in the modern world. My personal favorites tend to be rooibos blends, so I'd like to give him a cup. God, he'd be a great cafe owner. Literal coffee shop AU type of man. I want him to tell me about the floral notes in this morning blend of green tea from the Himalayas. I wanna own a combination tea shop and bakery with him, that'd be the dream.

Kakuzu strikes me as a hardy, heavy food kind of guy. Stews and meats and breads. He'd probably like corned beef and cabbage and potatoes. ...Sorry my Irish in me is coming out. Gravitates to comfort food that keeps you full and warm.

Nagato and Konan are...interesting ones to consider, because whenever I think about them and food I just can't stop thinking about how formative starvation must have been for them. I think they can get overwhelmed by seasonings really fast, anything especially salty or sugary or what have you is in small portions. I don't think they'd deal well with the fact that the most available foods in some societies are saturated with flavor that's overcompensating for shitty processed food. I think if you gave Nagato a bottle of Sunny D it might actually kill him.

Sasori can't taste shit, I think, but if he did he's one of those assholes with PIN POINT PRECISION. Wine connoisseur. Chocolate connoisseur. Will intellectually wreck your shit if you tell him you're making spaghetti and serve him angel hair.

I think Obito would get really disappointed if you told him you were going to get mochi and you came back with the kind you get from the grocery store.

Zetsu still eats people, I can only presume. He might be interested in foods related to "stranger" body parts, brain cheese and haggis, that sort of thing.

Side note: several years ago when I first entered my never-ending Akatsuki phase, I read a really, really cute self insert or reader insert fic where the Akatsuki came to the "real world" and they watched Spongebob and Kisame made what the story described as an adorable face as he was shown how a soda can works. I've been looking for it and my heart yearns to reread. If you happen to find it, please let me know!

[kazoosandfannypacks]

"Grover passed around the smoothies. Salty sailor for me, obviously— just a hint of salted caramel with apples and bananas."

I can't be the only one who read this line in Chalice of the Gods and was filled with an intense craving for a drink I've never had before, right? Well, if you're like me and want to try a Salty Sailor, you're in luck, because I was wild enough to try it, and I'm sharing the recipe here!

Himbo Juice's Salty Sailor Smoothie

(copycat recipe by kazoosandfannypacks)

1/2 Cup milk

1/2 Cup yogurt (I use vanilla because I like the sweetness and rich flavor, but for a healthier and less potent smoothie you can use plain yogurt, or, if you wanna stay on theme, Greek yogurt.)

approximately 1/4 cup frozen bananas (the more you use, the thicker the smoothie and stronger the flavor)

approximately 1/4 cup frozen apples (see above)

approximately 1 tablespoon caramel (i used a caramel ice cream topping and a pinch of salt. This can be modified based on how subtle you want that hint of caramel)

Pour all ingredients into blender.

Blend until fully incorporated. If mixture seems too thin, add a little extra frozen fruit. If it seems too thick, add a little milk. (mine usually comes out super thin, so I end up adding a couple extra banana and apple chunks)

Enjoy!

[sakurajimastan]

好きな漢字: 蛸 (tako)

This is really just an excuse for me to talk about takoyaki! As you may have guessed, 蛸 (pronounced tako) means octopus, although it is often written as たこ or even タコ. One interesting thing about this kanji is that the right side uses the radical meaning “bug,” but obviously octopi aren’t bugs. So what’s going on there?

For this, I consulted Noriko Kurosawa-Williams’ amazing book The Key to Kanji, and her entry on the kanji for bug, 虫, states that the original version of it “indicated ‘small creatures’ such as a worm.” For this reason, the radical of 虫 is often seen in kanji for bugs, but also other “small creatures” like frogs (蛙), snakes (蛇), and in this case, the octopus.

You may have heard this word used in takoyaki, a popular Japanese snack that originates from Osaka, being one of its most popular staples. The ball-shaped treats consist of batter typically cooked in a takoyaki pan as they are stuffed with octopus and other delicious fillings. Once cooked, they are topped with takoyaki sauce, mayonnaise, and various other toppings including bonito flakes.

Photo is from this webpage: https://www.bokksu.com/blogs/news/all-about-takoyaki

This is also a great article to read more about the history of takoyaki!

A fun aside about takoyaki is that you might’ve seen takoyaki pans if you’re ever been to a Japanese style arcade. One popular Japanese prize game involves dropping ping pong balls into the takoyaki pan. Typically a few spots will be colored in, and if you drop balls in all the colored spots, you win the prize!

There are too many other connections octopi have to Japanese culture—too many to write about in one blogpost—but the blend of flavors in takoyaki is one that I personally love.

[wardenswateringhole]

Director Clavell Headcanons

I was going to drop something else but since I'm a bit under the weather I'm gonna give y'all some headcanons I have for him. This is all I got right now. I'm sure more will come forward in the future.

-Was active back in the day. Be it track, dancing, or both. The man is fast and nimble on his feet.

- Very open-minded. He wants to be on the same page with everyone. Would rather settle disputes through understanding and compromise than aggression.

- Even if he is a gentleman, he will not hesitate to tell a person when they've messed up major. He will be gentle about it of course but will rake a soul over the coals if need be.

- Doesn't resort to fisticuffs. His team takes care of any fighting that needs to be done. He team is strong and he knows very little mercy if angered. Don't piss him off.

 - Trusts his loved ones but can't help but worry sometimes. If he knows someone is struggling it takes great willpower for him not to drop everything and rush to their aid. If he can help them he will most definitely do so, but not at the expense of everyone else that's counting on him.

- Rather drink tea than coffee. Coffee gives him the jitters. Doesn't like it overly sweetened. Just one sugar and one milk. That's it. Does imbibe fruit blends every once in a while as a treat.

 - bland with his food. Very much a "would rather takes the food over the seasoning" kind of person. His favorite flavor profiles probably lie more with salty and dry.

 - Favors a neat and tidy appearance but very much values self expression. Has a fascination for people who dress contrary to their personality. (I.E. scary biker who is a huge teddy bear)

- Is no nonsense when it comes to work. Results are important and must be correct. He's understanding and helpful but does not appreciate one slacking off on duty.

NSFW below the cut.

-On his own, more vanilla than anything. He's a gentle lover and wants you both to feel good during. He makes sure you feel safe and loved in his embrace.

- Is totally open to new things. Will try anything once if his lover is into it.

- is an ass man. He can sneak a peak more secretly there than he can with chests.

[hot-take-tournament]

it's finally time to close the book on this

HOT TAKE TOURNAMENT:

SHOWDOWN AT HIGH NOON (#15)

Submissions 8, 24, 28, 33, 88, 98, 213, 261, 272, 280

IS PINEAPPLE ON PIZZA GOOD?

[ALL PROPAGANDA UNDER THE CUT]

Then we never have to talk about this again.

Pre-preliminaries will be used to determine what qualifies as a hot take. Propaganda is encouraged!

Also, remember to reblog your favourite polls for exposure! (exposure like when your exposed to deadly radiation)

YES:

(24)

Pinapple [sic] belongs on pizza.

There are many dishes that mix sweet and savory. Cheese and fruit as found on charcuterie boards is a prime example. What else mixes fruit and cheese? That’s right. Pineapple pizza. The salty savoriness of the cheese blends perfectly with the cooked pineapple, which is less tart than raw fruit. Add bacon, canadian bacon, or chicken for extra deliciousness. You either like pineapple on pizza or you’re a coward.

(28)

Pineapple on pizza is not only good, it’s the best pizza topping there is

Sweet and savory is a godly flavor combo. It hits all the notes at once. It provides the acid and the sweetness to an otherwise very heavy dish

(33)

Adding to the last one I sent [about milk before cereal], "pineapple does not belong on pizza" people are also annoying as fuck

I don't even like pineapple but it's the only pizza my best friend will tolerate and I'm tired of people calling her a freak for it

(98)

Pineapple on pizza is fine.

I work in a pizza place & have to see absolutely fucking horrific monstrosities that people call pizza. Here’s a list of things worse than pineapple that I’ve seen on pizza: any topping that people ask for “extra extra” of (like mushrooms or spinach), fish, nacho cheese sauce, & a mix of beans and salsa

(213)

Pineapple on pizza is fine.

It's not mana from heaven or anything but it's not bad either. The flavors balance out pretty well.

(261)

PINEAPPLE ON PIZZA IS AMAZING!!!

it tastes good and pepperoni fans are just mean to us pineapple on pizza likers.

YES, but –

(272)

i like pineapple on pizza. the ham is the problem

listen i can do meat on pizza. but ham AND pineapple? no. something about that feels unholy. so i pick off the ham so i can enjoy my pineapple pizza. also i am allergic to pineapple. but we persevere

(280)

pineapple pizza is good in america

the sweet and savory combination is just… ough. but most native italian people don’t like the idea of pineapple pizza. why? the answer comes in the difference in tomatoes in italy and the united states. in america, tomatoes are very sour and savory, so pineapple can really do a pizza some favors. however, italian tomatoes, while still savory and tart, are very sweet. putting pineapple on an italian pizza would just be redundant.

(8)

I think people need to stop being so angry about Pineapple on Pizza. Weather [sic] you like it or not isn't a big deal

If we're supposed to 'respect other's opinions' then why do pizza toppings need to start a war? It's really pointless.

(oh... um... sorry dude. guess i'm not helping, am i)

NO:

(88)

pineapple on pizza should be outlawed

disgusting. crime against perfectly good pizza.

i’m RIGHT., i will FIGHT YOU, 🍍+🍕= 🚮

(266)

Pineapple should not be on pizza.

Fruit allergiers, particularly pineapple allergies, are steadily on the rise and this topping will legit kill someone if there's not at least some proper storage.

I work in a pizza place, and have been working with pizza for years. There is NO proper storage for pineapple at most pizza places. It comes from a can and the juice gets on every surface. Same with 90% of other toppings.

If you have a friend who is allergic to pineapple, do not recommend pizza for dinner during hang outs. Opt for anything else.

Pineapple should not be on pizza. The hell fruit should stay out of pizza kitchens.

[doumachi]

mey!! how are you doing? i remembered that you're a culinary student and this is super random but if you could assign desserts to txt, what would you choose for each of them? not necessarily what they would eat but a dessert that reminds you of them, hehe --bhj 🖤

ahhhdbddb this question bhj I love it 😍

jjunie reminds me of a gorgeous lava cake

he’s just so confident and glamorous and it reminds me of a lava cake. he’s just oozing confidence just like a lava cake.

a chocolate lava cake could also be compared to someone who has a warm and inviting personality. they have a soft and gooey center, just like the way jjunie make others feel comforted and welcomed

for soobie, although it’s not my favorite, he reminds me of a warm and comforting apple pie

hes down to earth and has a nurturing nature. being the leader he bring a sense of warmth and comfort to his members, just like the cozy feeling of enjoying a slice of homemade apple pie.

apple is like a slice of home, always there to provide a sense of familiarity and warmth just like soobie

beomie reminds me of an intricate tiramisu

just like tiramisu, he has layers of depth and complexity to his personality. he has a unique blend of sensitivity, intuition, and thoughtfulness that makes him truly special. just like a tiramisu

tiramisu could be linked to someone with a complex personality. just like the layers of flavors in tiramisu, they have depth and complexity that shows around the right people

tyunnie is like an exciting and bold salted caramel cheesecake

just like the combination of sweet caramel and a hint of salt, tyun is thrilling and has an adventurous nature. he bring a burst of energy and excitement to any situation, just like a slice of salted caramel cheesecake. a cheesecake leaves a lasting impression

a salted caramel cheesecake could symbolize someone with a bold and indulgent personality. they're not afraid to take risks and enjoy life to the fullest, just like the combination of sweet and salty flavors in the cheesecake

my huening is a fluffy and adorable strawberry cupcake

just like a strawberry cupcake, he has a sweet and charming presence that is simply irresistible. the soft, moist cake and the luscious strawberry frosting perfectly captures his delightful and lovable nature. It's a treat that matches his adorableness

a strawberry cake could represent someone with a sweet and vibrant personality. they bring joy and positivity to any situation

[justfangirlstuffs]

FNAF DCA QUESTIONNAIRE I decided to fill out for funsies. Link to the original is here.

1. How did you get here?

That is a great question. Honestly I feel like I stumbled ass first into this fandom and now I'm just kind of here to stay for a while.

2. Why these characters in particular? What was the hook for you?

I think the hook for me personally was the fact that the DCA is, in essence, a caretaker, which oddly enough called out to the inner child in me.

3. How long have you been here?

In this fandom specifically? Only a few months at this point.

4. Have you actually played FNAF sb?

Yes and it was a frustrating ordeal. I got lost multiple times because the map was absolutely useless and at times I got confused as to what my next objective was. But I did manage to eventually get to 6am.

5. If you make content what is your favorite piece you've contributed?

My favorite so far that I've contributed personally is my AO3 fic, The Daycare Attendant's Little Assistant, where you the reader are a kid who befriends the DCA. It takes place before the events of Security Breach and just has a lot of wholesome fun as well as some hurt/comfort.

6. What's your favorite sort of art or fic? What genre/flavor/style?

I love me some wholesome content. Give me all of the hurt/comfort and warm fuzzies.

7. What's your favorite au?

There is this one Cowboy Au that looks like a lot of fun. I believe it's by @castercassette .

8. Do you have any OCs, or have OCs that you are fond of?

This may be a little biased but I'm rather attached to my y/n from TDALA. They are just so grumpy and salty about life (for reasons) and they do not start off on the right foot with Sun and Moon at first.

9. What do you think of the dca's Canon appearance? Scary? Cute? Something else?

I know I'm probably in the minority on this but I absolutely love Sun and Moon's canonical appearance. It's the perfect blend of creepy and whimsical, a combination I enjoy playing with when writing them.

10. What keeps you in this fandom despite the small amount of Canon content the DCA had?

A combination of things. One of which being the there are a lot of fun and awesome people I've met through this fandom in just the short time that I've been here, but there's also a lot of fun and creative stuff to he had here. And there are no shortages of lore and theories revolving around these two.

11. Be honest: if you had to pick only one, sun or moon?

I cannot put into words how much I hate being asked this. But fine, gun to my head I would probably pick Sun because he's the one least likely to kill me.

12. Thoughts on eclipse?

Again, I feel like I'm in the minority on this when I say that I really don't have strong feelings towards Eclipse. Cool concept, the art surrounding him is pretty neat, but that's about it.

13. Thoughts on pre-glitch sun?

So many. And the fun part is I get to explore them in my fic. Before the glitch, Sun is a lot more put together. He still has his overly zealous tendencies but a lot less of the anxiety and clingyness we see in game.

14. Thoughts on pre-glitch Moon?

Another fun concept that gets explored in my story. Moon has always been a bit of a gremlin, but he plays into it for fun. He's fully aware that kids find him slightly more unsettling than Sun but he tries not to let it bother him and instead uses that to his advantage.

15. Do you interpret sun and moon as two sides of the same person, or truly two separate beings in one body? Does it matter?

Oh I absolutely believe that Sun and Moon are two different personalities in one body and good luck trying to convince me otherwise. I don't know, I just think it's more fun that way.

16. What's something in the fandom you like to see more of?

I always love seeing new theories, not just about the DCA but security breach as a whole. The FNAF franchise is fun but dang do they just love to leave things vague and leave it to the fans to pick apart everything.

17. What's something in the fandom you'd like to see less of?

NSFW content. This is merely a personal preference and no judgment to those who do enjoy it.

18. Anything you're looking forward to?

The DLC as well as the upcoming series of books featuring The Pizza Plex.

19. Do you think you'd actually get along with the DCA if you met them irl?

Oh, absolutely. I would probably have to take Sun in small doses because I'm just eternally tired, although who knows maybe he could just spot me a few Sundrop candies and I'd be fine. And if Moon is willing to help me sleep (like just night time sleep and not the eternal kind) then we'll be best friends forever.

20. Free space! Talk about whatever is on your mind!

I'm really glad I joined this fandom. I've been having a lot of fun so far and it's gotten me back into writing and drawing two things that I both agonize over and find a lot of joy and comfort in. I hope to make more friends and fun times while I'm here.

Tagging: @lovelymoonmagic @thewordofm @yes---but---no @theohnocorral @jess-themess05 @jaythejokerfan @sharpmarble76 @certified-handler @feralmoonlight @sleepyjuniper and anyone else who wants to fill this out! I'm curious to know what y'all will answer.

[larkawolfgirl]

Salty Sweet (Akurokushi)

Fandom: Kingdom Hearts

Pairing: Axel/Roxas/Xion

Rating: Gen

Summary: The ice cream stall only had one sea salt ice cream left, so Roxas decides the best thing to do is to share.

Read on ao3

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Roxas caught sight of Xion emerging at the edge of the clock tower. She had set out to buy their daily salty treat quite some time ago, so worry had begun to settle in his stomach.

"Xion!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and relief. He blinked in confusion, however, when he noticed that she was clutching two ice creams of different colors. One was a familiar shade of sea blue while the other was a creamy white hue which he had never seen before.

Xion's voice trailed off as she spoke, her gaze fixed on the white ice cream in her hand. "They only had one left... I wasn't sure what else to get or who should have it."

“Oh.” Roxas stared for a moment, transfixed by the sight of the new treat. For some reason, he had never fully processed that there were other flavors of ice cream that they could try. For all he knew, this new treat might be the best thing he had ever tasted. And yet, it could also be nothing but a sad imitation to their beloved sea salt flavor.

Xion lifted the ice cream stick up high so that it glimmered in the light of the setting sun. “It’s called Vanilla. The ice cream guy said it was the closest thing he had.”

She walked over to the clocktower’s edge and very carefully sat down while still holding onto both ice creams. Her gaze remained on them as she thought hard enough that Roxas was sure he could feel it. 

“We could share it…Both of them,” he reasoned. That made the most sense. That way neither of them would need to miss out.

Xion bit her lip. “I guess that makes sense.”

There was an awkward pause between them while they both just sat there unmoving. Sensing her hesitation, Roxas decided he better make the first move. It was his brilliant idea, after all. 

He took the blue ice cream from her hand. Closing his eyes, he bit into the edge of the treat. A contrasting blend of salt and sweetness hit his tongue, sending waves of delight through his senses. 

When he reopened his eyes, he saw that she had taken a bite out of the vanilla ice cream. Her eyes were wide and she was grinning. “It isn’t sea salt, but it’s really good!” she exclaimed gleefully. “Here, you have to try it.” 

She pushed the ice cream stick into his free hand with so much excitement that she tilted a little too far over the side of the tower. With a laugh, she righted herself and took the sea salt ice cream. 

He watched her take a bite at the same time he took his own. The flavor was softer on his tongue, but it was sweet and rich and smooth.

Smiling at each other, they exchanged sticks again and repeated their actions. After a while, it became a bit tedious to keep swapping the sticks back and forth, so they ended up moving closer and holding the sticks between them where they could both lean in to reach the creamy treats. 

“Ahem.” Started at the sound of someone clearing their throat, the two of them jolted apart. 

Roxas’ heart skipped a beat as he turned to see who had disturbed them. Unsurprisingly, it was Axel who had promised to meet them today as usual. “What took you so long?” Roxas asked.

Their older friend scratched the back of his spiking hair. “They were all out of sea salt ice cream. Had a tough time deciding what else to get. Finally settled on mint chip.” He held up a spotted green treat which he used to gesture at them accusingly. “What exactly have you two been up to in my absence?”

For some reason, Roxas felt like he should feel embarrassed but he didn’t understand why. “We were just sharing since there was only one left.”

Axel groaned, plopping down on Roxas’ opposite side. “At least get a bowl if you’re gonna do that,” he explained in exasperation.

Roxas tilted his head. “Why?”

Axel rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief. “So you don’t share germs that way.” When they both just looked at him in confusion, he continued. “That’s what’s called an indirect kiss. You’re only supposed to kiss someone special.”

Xion grinned. “Roxas is special.”

Axel let out a breathy laugh. Gaze softening, he reached over to touch her shoulder. “Course he is, same as you. But you still shouldn’t do it.”

Her grin turned into a pout. “Why not?”

Roxas wanted to know as well. As long as he thought Xion was special and they were both okay with it, why was it a big deal?

“You should wait until you’re older.”

Roxas crossed his arms, careful not to drop the ice cream in the process. “That’s stupid.”

Axel chuckled. “Okay, fine. You shouldn’t do other stuff until you’re older.”

Roxas raised his eyebrows. “Other stuff?”

Axel squeezed his shoulder this time, a playful smirk crossing his face. “Nothing you need to worry about. Still, you can’t just go kissing all of your friends.”

“Why not? You’re special too, Axel,” Xion declared, her eyes shining with sincerity.

Axel smiled. “Because you kiss someone as a way of letting that person know you would like to spend the rest of your life together.”

Xion’s free hand clenched over her cloak. “But I want to spend it with both of you.”

“Thanks, kid, but things might change.”

She shook her head. “So what? If I want that now then why does the future matter?”

Axel looked unsure how to respond to that question. 

“Yeah,” Roxas agreed in a steady tone. “Shouldn’t it only matter what we want right now?”

Axel leaned back on his arm, his gaze drifting off to the colorful horizon. “Guess adults just think too much,” he said wistfully. 

Roxas watched intently as Axel finally allowed himself to indulge in his ice cream. He wanted to know what it tasted like. He also wanted to show Axel that he didn’t need to worry about pointless things. 

Without a word, Roxas ducked his head over and stole a bit of the redhead’s treat. It was refreshing and cool with a hit of richness. 

Axel stared at him wide-eyed, his breath hitching strangely. “Roxas,” he started in a warning tone. But before he could continue, Xion moved around so that she could also steal a taste. 

Axel’s words evaporated into stunned silence at their action. He stuttered, trying to come up with something to say. Failing to do so, he finally ducked his own head and licked up some of the sea salt ice cream which had begun to melt down the wooden stick. 

“Hey!” Xion yelled teasingly through laughter. 

Mischief glimmered in Axel’s eyes. “Thanks for saving me some,” he teased. 

Still, when Xion held the ice cream out toward him, he eyed it for a long moment before actually swapping sticks with her. “Saix would kill me if he found out.”

Roxas bumped shoulders with him. “Don’t tell him then.”

Axel cracked a smile. “Guess you’re right. No time but the present and all that jazz.” Saying that, he took a huge decisive bite of ice cream. 

Roxas and Xion went back to sharing the vanilla until he held the sea salt back out to them. 

“Don’t eat all that vanilla before I get a turn,” Axel teased. 

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Roxas said, handing the vanilla ice cream over. 

Watching Axel eat some of the vanilla ice cream, Roxas took another bite of the mint. Maybe it was the coolness of the mint on his tongue or the swirl of combined flavors, but his next bite tasted better than ever. Despite the chill filling his mouth and stemming into his brain, Roxas’ chest and cheeks felt warm. 

This was the best way to end the day, he decided.

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Exploring the flavors of Hawaiian furikake and nori komi furikake

Furikake is a popular Japanese condiment that gives food a flavorful kick. Of the several varieties, Hawaiian furikake and nori komi furikake stand out for their unique flavors and adaptability. Gaining an understanding of these two seasonings will improve their application in cooking, providing a more complex and diverse flavor profile.

Hawaiian furikake: A sweet and savory blend

A popular take on the traditional Japanese furikake, Hawaiian furikake combines savory and sweet flavors. Sesame seeds, seaweed, sugar, and fish flakes are common ingredients in this spice, which results in a well-balanced flavor combination. Occasionally, wasabi and a tiny bit of salt are added to give it a mildly spicy flavor.

Hawaiian furikake has a sweet and salty flavor profile that makes it a versatile component in cooking. It enhances the flavor of rice and adds a delicious crunch. It goes really well with rice. Furikake can also be added to salads or vegetables to add another dimension of flavor and texture. Hawaiian furikake is a seafood lover's dream since it adds just the right amount of sweetness and salty to grilled or baked fish.

Nori komi furikake: Embracing the umami of seaweed

The rich, umami flavor of nori—roasted seaweed—is emphasized in nori komi furikake, a dish that is frequently used in Japanese cuisine. The savory flavor of this kind of furikake is derived from the seaweed and is usually paired with sesame seeds, bonito flakes, and salt.

Because of its versatility, nori komi furikake rice seasoning can be utilized in a wide range of foods. It enhances simple recipes with a rich, umami flavor that it imparts to rice. To enhance flavor, it can also be added to noodle dishes or sprinkled over soups. To add a distinct touch to snacks, nori komi furikake can be used as a seasoning for popcorn or roasted almonds, appealing to individuals who relish exploring diverse textures and flavors.

Conclusion

Discovering the tastes of nori komi furikake and Hawaiian furikake might lead to new culinary adventures. Their distinct flavors offer a means to experiment with novel taste combinations and enhance daily meals. These seasonings, either combined or used separately, may give a variety of meals a wonderful flavor boost.

Source: https://ponohawaiianfoods.blogspot.com/2024/09/exploring-flavors-of-hawaiian-furikake.html

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Perfecting Your Poultry: Why Brine for Turkey & Chicken Matters

Whether for Thanksgiving or a simple dinner over the weekend, making your poultry come out juicy and full of flavor is something to be chased in the culinary world. This is where brining comes into play. From amateur chefs to seasoned BBQ masters, using a well-thought-out brine has transformed how turkey and chicken are prepared. With brine for turkey online and even online options for chicken brine, achieving succulent results has always been challenging.

Why is Brining Essential for Turkey?

Nothing is worse than finally taking that first bit of turkey after hours of hard work in the kitchen and finding it dry and flavorless. Thankfully, brining prevents this from happening. Soaking your bird in a mixture of salt, water, and spices keeps it moist while infusing flavor within.

Brining works through a simple scientific process called osmosis. As the turkey absorbs the salty solution, it draws in water and flavor, thus becoming much more tender and juicy when cooked. Turkeys, huge ones, can quickly dry out during the cooking process, meaning with brine, you can well and truly ensure a moist and flavorful centerpiece to your dinner table.

Now, with many options online for buying brine for turkey, you will have gourmet spice and herb mixtures that will impress your guests with as little effort as possible. Whether one considers a classic, more savory combination or tends toward sweetening the pot, there is an unusual concoction online vendors have to offer your taste buds.

Brining Chicken: Smaller Bird, Same Big Impact

Most of the time, attention has been focused on brining turkeys, and chickens should stay caught up. A little bird benefits just the same from a soak in brine, taking what could be an unremarkable meal into one full of flavors. Chicken is sometimes dry like the turkey, especially if roasted or grilled. Brining chicken means even white meat, which tends to dry out, will turn out juicy and tender.

When one searches online for chicken brine, he will notice that most blends do justice to turkey and chicken simultaneously. Several web stores deal solely with brines explicitly formulated to give the chicken that subtle taste, where herbs and spices combine in the right proportion as if made to order for this little bird.

The question arises: how does one go about achieving that perfect brine? Well, here's a step-by-step guide:

Brine for Turkey Online: Selecting a flavor profile for your poultry with brine for turkey online is simple. If you're preparing chicken, you can find brine online, giving it loads of flavor without overpowering the meat.

Prep Your Bird: You want to thaw your turkey or chicken fully. You must remove excess fat or feathers from the turkey or chicken.

Brine Mix: There are typically instructions on your brine package. Most require a water mixture, but some recipes may need additional additions, including sugar, peppercorns, or garlic.

Submerge the Bird: To submerge means your poultry is fully covered in the brine solution. For turkeys over 12 pounds, brine for 24 hours. Smaller birds need only 6 to 12 hours.

Rinsing and Drying: When the brining time is over, take extra care to rinse it from excess salt. Pat it dry before cooking.

Cook to Perfection: Roast, grill, or smoke-your preferred method of cooking-and enjoy the juiciest turkey or chicken you've ever made.

How to Choose the Right Brine Online?

Not all brines are created equal. When buying turkey brine online, there's usually a flavor profile to think about: some heavy with a balance of herbs and citrus, others emphasizing spicy elements intended for more adventurous palates. Lighter brines of garlic, onion, and thyme applied to chicken will add flavor without overpowering such delicate meat.

If you enjoy BBQ, the following is popular: How To BBQ Right's Malcom's Bird Brine, an unusual combination that boasts juicy results. This different combination will ensure that your turkey or chicken is never dull anymore. Whether it is a big holiday or you're just looking forward to a weekday dinner, this brine will elevate your poultry to the next level.

Brining your turkey or chicken is no longer a secret technique of the pros. With access to brine for turkey online and brine for chicken online, even the everyday cook can achieve those succulent, flavorful results to impress even the most finicky eater. Next time you cook that favorite bird dish, remember the brine- your taste buds will thank you.

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Elevate Your Snack Game: Discover Exciting Popcorn Combinations

In today’s fast-paced retail environment, standing out from the competition is key. A simple yet powerful way to enhance your offerings is by introducing bold, creative popcorn seasonings. Whether you own a café, cinema, or retail popcorn shop, unique flavors can attract new customers and keep loyal ones returning for more. Below are innovative popcorn seasoning ideas that will set your business apart and elevate your sales.

1. Sweet and Savory Sensations

The irresistible combination of sweet and savory flavors never goes out of style. Tempt your customers with exciting mixes like Maple Bacon, Honey BBQ, or Salted Caramel Pretzel. These indulgent blends offer the perfect balance of sweetness and saltiness, satisfying cravings and leaving a lasting impression on customers who love a unique twist.

2. Spicy Flavors for the Bold

For those seeking an extra kick, spicy popcorn options are a must. Bring the heat with bold flavors like Sriracha Lime, Cajun Spice, or Jalapeño Cheddar. These fiery combinations provide just the right amount of spice and flavor, appealing to adventurous snackers looking for something out of the ordinary.

3. Globally Inspired Gourmet Popcorn

Bring an international flair to your popcorn lineup with seasonings inspired by global cuisines. Consider offering Garlic Parmesan for an Italian twist, Tandoori Masala for Indian-inspired spice, or Wasabi Soy for a zesty Japanese vibe. These globally influenced flavors will attract curious foodies, turning ordinary popcorn into a gourmet snack experience.

4. Dessert-Inspired Treats

Popcorn doesn’t have to be just savory—sweet-tooth customers will love dessert-inspired popcorn flavors like Cookies and Cream, Cinnamon Roll, or Chocolate Peanut Butter. These decadent combinations transform popcorn into an indulgent treat, perfect for satisfying cravings without the guilt of a heavy dessert.

5. Healthy and Guilt-Free Options

With the growing demand for healthier snack options, offering guilt-free popcorn seasonings can be a big draw. Consider flavors like Nutritional Yeast (a vegan-friendly cheesy alternative), Herb Mix (featuring rosemary and thyme), or Sea Salt & Cracked Pepper for a light yet flavorful option. These healthier choices will appeal to health-conscious customers while keeping your offerings delicious and on-trend.

6. Create a Customizable Popcorn Bar

Take customer engagement to the next level by offering a customizable popcorn bar. Provide a variety of seasoning options, allowing your customers to mix and match their favorite flavors. This interactive experience adds a fun and personalized touch to your offerings, ensuring your business stands out and stays memorable. A popcorn bar not only enhances the customer experience but also encourages repeat business as customers return to experiment with new flavor combinations.

Conclusion

Incorporating innovative popcorn seasonings into your retail offerings is a simple yet highly effective way to differentiate your business in a crowded marketplace. By offering a diverse array of flavors—from sweet and savory to spicy, global, and healthy—you can cater to a wide range of taste preferences and dietary needs, ensuring there’s something for everyone. Start experimenting with these popcorn seasoning ideas to create a unique and memorable snack experience for your customers, ultimately boosting your sales and brand appeal.

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Why Gourmet Popcorn Is the New Must-Have Snack

Introduction

Popcorn isn’t just for movie nights anymore. With the rise of gourmet flavors, this classic snack has evolved into a must-have treat for food enthusiasts everywhere. At Popsalot, we’re redefining what it means to snack with our handcrafted, artisanal popcorn that’s perfect for any occasion. Whether you’re looking for a healthier snacking option, a unique gift, or a way to elevate your next party, gourmet popcorn is the way to go.

The Gourmet Popcorn Revolution

In recent years, there’s been a significant shift in how people perceive snacks. Consumers are increasingly seeking out high-quality, artisanal products that offer both flavor and health benefits. Gourmet popcorn has emerged as a popular choice, thanks to its versatility, delicious taste, and the ability to cater to different dietary needs. At Popsalot, we’ve embraced this trend, crafting popcorn that’s not only delicious but also made with the finest ingredients to ensure every bite is a treat.

Our popcorn is air-popped, which means it’s lower in calories and fat compared to traditional fried snacks. This makes it a guilt-free indulgence that you can enjoy anytime. Plus, with a variety of unique flavors, there’s something for everyone to enjoy.

Flavor Profiles That Delight

One of the key elements that set gourmet popcorn apart is the variety and creativity of its flavors. At Popsalot, we take pride in offering flavors that are both unique and irresistible. Here’s a closer look at some of our most popular offerings:

Almond Caramel: Imagine the rich, buttery taste of caramel perfectly balanced with the nutty crunch of roasted almonds. Our Almond Caramel popcorn is a fan favorite, combining sweet and savory in a way that’s simply addictive.

Brazilian Cashew Caramel: This flavor takes caramel popcorn to the next level by adding the creamy, rich flavor of Brazilian cashews. The result is a luxurious snack that’s perfect for indulging your sweet tooth.

Kettle Corn: A timeless classic, our Kettle Corn is the perfect blend of sweet and salty, made with just the right amount of sugar and salt to create a light, crispy treat.

Each flavor is carefully crafted using high-quality ingredients, ensuring that every handful is bursting with flavor. Whether you prefer something sweet, savory, or a combination of both, Popsalot has a flavor that will delight your taste buds.

Perfect for Gifting and Sharing

Gourmet popcorn isn’t just a snack; it’s also a thoughtful and unique gift option. Whether you’re celebrating a holiday, a birthday, or simply want to show someone you care, Popsalot Popcorn makes the perfect gift. Our beautifully packaged popcorn is a hit at parties, corporate events, and special occasions.

Imagine the delight on someone’s face when they receive a beautifully wrapped gift box filled with our gourmet popcorn. It’s a gift that’s sure to be remembered and appreciated. Plus, our popcorn is versatile enough to be enjoyed by everyone, making it an ideal choice for sharing with friends, family, and colleagues.

Healthy Snacking Options

In today’s health-conscious world, finding a snack that’s both delicious and good for you can be a challenge. That’s where Popsalot Popcorn comes in. Our popcorn is air-popped, meaning it’s lower in calories and fat than traditional fried snacks. We also use natural, high-quality ingredients, so you can snack without the guilt.

Popcorn is a whole grain, which means it’s packed with fiber and antioxidants. This makes it a healthier option for those looking to indulge in a tasty treat while maintaining a balanced diet. With Popsalot, you can enjoy the rich flavors you love while sticking to your health goals.

Conclusion

Whether you’re looking to indulge yourself or find the perfect gift, gourmet popcorn is the way to go. At Popsalot, we’re dedicated to crafting popcorn that’s not only delicious but also made with care and quality. Discover our range of artisanal flavors at Popsalot.com and elevate your snacking experience. Ready to try the best gourmet popcorn? Explore our flavors and order your favorite today at Popsalot.com. Don’t forget to share your Popsalot experience with us on social media!