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cynda-queer · 5 months

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“People You’d Like to Know Better” Tag Game

Tagged by @full---ofstarlight, I fucking love these games sooooooo

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Three Ships:

- DabiHawks

- Hero and villain? Check. Two sides of the same coin? Check. Enemies-to-lovers? Check. Back to enemies again? Check. I am actively rotating them in my head like all day. I want to explain my obsession with them, but the only way I feel I can get it across is grabbing someone in the face and screaming. But legit, it’s the “I love you, but not enough to change” “I love you, but not like this” “You’re the first thing that was mine” and looking at someone and seeing them for who they are beyond the outside and loving what you see, but your ideas/desires/destiny is too great to ignore. This a ship where all ends are satisfying—in canon, they’ll never get a happy ending because their story is literally the love wasn’t enough, but sometimes I just like to imagine what could be if things were a little different. Dabi and Hawks both need someone to look at them and *actually* see them, to think that they’re worth something as themselves and not what they can do and, I think for a little while, they both get that from one another, but like every other person in their life, they picked something else rather than the other and that hurts so nice. I also just think they should fuck nasty.

- ZuzuRaha

- The person who tagged me is stronger than I am for not putting an OC-ship in their response. Zu’zu is my slutty catboy bard and G’raha Tia is his nerdy over 100-year old boyfriend from FFXIV. It’s about falling in love with your heroes and then falling in love with a person. It’s about “I want to go with you through thick and thin” and “my place is by your side” and “there’s no where else I’d rather be than with you” and “take me with you” and “love me for the quiet moments too”. The moment is Shadowbringers where the cowl comes off and you can call him by his name and he *cries* is literally everything to me. The idea of waking Raha up in the Source and then he just never wants to spend a moment away from you? Beautiful. Zu’zu found someone he connects with and rather than pushing it away in the face of “saving someone” from heartache like he did the first time, he loves and loves and loves Raha wholeheartedly because the future isn’t promised, but I want to spend right now with you. I’m excited to see how Dawntrail goes and spend more time with Zu’zu’s dweeb of a boyfriend.

- GriddleHark

- Literally, again, enemies-to-lovers is everything to me. No one understands me like you do and there is no one else who matters and no me without you. Literally read the first chapter of Gideon the Ninth and was just obsessed. I am gnawing on Gideon like a good bone and I’m spinning Harrow in a salad spinner. Two kids having to be bigger than they are and they fool everyone, even themselves, but not the other. Harrow the Ninth being from Gideon’s POV and just how she sees Harrow and how she knows her and how she *adores* her in her own way just makes me fucking feral. And how Harrow recognizes Gideon even when she’s not herself and how there’s a part of her down in her bones that knows Gideon, *loves* Gideon is just making me shake. I want them back together in the same room and want to watch them scrap like a pair of feral chickens and maybe, if Tamsyn is kind to me, I can finally get them to kiss* in the worst way possible.

- *(While both of them are in their body and aware of what the fuck is going on)

Last Film:

- Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure

- It’s a fun movie, we needed to put something on and it’s on the plex and so we put it on. Only watched it for the first time like a year or two again and I enjoyed it. I saw the Universal Halloween Horror Nights Show (mind you, the last show they did) before I saw the actual movie.

Currently Watching

- Fall of the House of Usher

- Weird feelings about this show. It’s certainly something and it’s certainly making me feel things. I’m morbidly curious about this show and I want to finish it before Netflix gets rid of it like they did Midnight Mass (which was such a good show). Fun to see Mark Hamil.

Currently Reading

- The Bayou

- I started this book, like, months ago, I think before I started school this semester and I still haven’t gotten more than a few pages into it. Been really into American Southern Gothic and roommate recommended this to me. One day I’ll finish it, maybe after finals.

Currently Consuming

- Pom Pomegranate Tea Lemonade

- My fucking crack shit I love this juice so much I buy, like, four bottles of it whenever I see it in the grocery store and they’ve stopped carrying it at all of the ones I shop at and so I’m not hording it like a dragon

Currently Craving

- My new community college to get back to me so I can get this nonsense figured out and maybe get into the mortuary program on time

- Also pumpkin pie (but that’ll be fixed tomorrow >:3)

Tagging: @fluffy-fern @lenkagamine133 @amilliontinysqueaks @evelynnsometimes @keclan and viewers like you :)

#personal #zuzu my beloved #zuzuraha #tag game

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sleekervae · 9 months

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Yoü & I [1.7]

Masterlist

A/N: Re-editing this story has been good for me on a give-my-brain-a-break-from-life level.

Warnings: self-conflicting emotions, small angst, fluff

"Morning, honey," Melody's smiling face and perfectly messed, yet neat bed head was illuminated in the soft light of the morning. She sat on the edge of the bed with two hot coffees already prepared.

"Morning," Luke smiled, moving to sit up against the headboard.

"How's your back?" she asked. Luke had had a bit of a stiff spine since he'd spent the other night on Charlotte's couch. It occurred now and again, but it wasn't anything a couple Tylenols couldn't fix.

"Not bad," he replied. The bed in his house was always more preferable than a couch and there was the added bonus of getting to wake up beside his girl. Though, they rarely cuddled in the night as Melody always said he was like a human furnace -- always overheated.

"I'll make us some breakfast," Melody placed the second coffee mug on the bedside table and gave him a sparing kiss. She left the bedroom wearing only his t-shirt.

Melody had sent Luke a lengthy text apology yesterday, explaining yet again how out of line she was and how she would promise to calm down. And like always, Luke went crawling back to her, swallowing every apology like it was water. But when she slipped up, Luke could see that Melody was trying. She was doing everything she could to prove herself with this last round and even if Luke's minor instincts told him this was just another honeymoon phase, it was much nicer to be getting along and laughing rather than fighting and crying.

They couldn't always make time for each other, they were both professionals so it was to be expected; but when they could make time for each other Melody was as sweet at cherry pie. Sure, the insensitive comments flew out now and again but Luke had taken to letting them slide in favour of keeping the peace.

Charlotte meanwhile was going out of her mind whenever Melody was around. Having to be home for the next little while meant that even when they were all hanging out, significant others would tag along and Melody just couldn't stop rubbing her the wrong way. Even Bryana had picked up on it long ago and the two of them had had a lengthy conversation about how -- mean Melody was.

And yet, time and time again, Charlotte kept her mouth shut for the sake of her friend. Maybe that was why she kept letting Luke into her home after their spats, because a part of her knew that the nights they shared were all she was ever going to get from him.

"It's not like I haven't tried warming up to her," Bryana shook her head as they walked the marina together, "But she just has this unpleasantness about her that I can't shake off. I come home and I need to have a shower after we hang out,"

Charlotte looked out over the crowds swarming Venice Beach, "What does Ashton say?"

Bryana scoffed, "Ashton can't stand her. But you already knew that. As far as he's concerned, he'd put a rocket up her ass before he'd ever willingly hang out with her. She's just so... so..."

"Cold," Charlotte said glumly, "I just don't understand how Luke lives like he's in fucking Lovers' Lane one day and then the next he's over at my place crying his eyes out,"

"How often is he at your place?" Bryana asked.

Charlotte shook her head, "About as often as I was calling him over Ben,"

"Damn," the taller blonde sighed.

"Do you ever wonder why we're so... self-destructive as a species?" she asked.

Bryana raised her eyebrows, "Damn, you going hardcore philosophical on me?"

"It just bothers me," Charlotte shrugged, "Three years I let myself get tossed around in a salad spinner of emotional turmoil. Now I'm watching Luke go through what I went through; we both see the same thing in each other and yet willingly stay in a precarious and chaotic situation. I mean -- that must register as clinical insanity!"

Bryana glanced at the ground thoughtfully, kicking some loose pebbles that were left on the blackstop, "Well, ask yourself: why did you stay with Ben? When you had every single person in your life telling you how toxic that relationship was, why did you stay?"

Charlotte replied immediately, "I didn't want to be alone,"

"But sweetie, you're not alone. Your girls love you to death, just like how the guys love Luke like their own brother!" she said.

"I don't know what it is," Charlotte shook her head, "I just didn't want to leave because I was scared to be alone. Maybe I have daddy issues or something but... the idea of him leaving me was so fucking terrifying that I would do anything to make him stay. And in the end, I still lost,"

Bryana nodded, "And maybe Luke needs to lose before he can wake the fuck up. Because we all know if he sticks with this girl, his sanity won't be long for this world,"

It was five days before 5 Seconds of Summer and Catch the Caper would take off for the next leg of the Sounds Live Feels Live tour. The guys were spending the day filming a new music video for their fully developed demo of 'Girls Talk Boys'. And Luke had a little proposition for Charlotte.

"You want me to be in your video?" she sounded shocked, yet a tad excited as she talked into her cellphone.

"Don't sound so surprised, you've been in our videos before," he replied, referencing to when Catch the Caper featured as "bad girls" for their video for 'Good Girls', "You're a natural actress,"

"Bullshit. What do you want me to do?"

"Well, let me set the scene: you're Sigourney Weaver all alone in your trendy New York apartment, and all of the sudden shit! There's a ghost living in your fridge and it wants to eat your soul!" Luke explained.

"How original," she chuckled.

He smirked back, "And you act all terrified and victimized until four unexplainably handsome, professional supernatural exterminators come to your place to remove the ghost safely and humanely,"

"You can remove ghosts humanely?" she asked, "What the hell do you bait them with?"

"We haven't planned that far ahead in our thesis," Luke replied, "You wanna do it?"

"Of course I wanna do it!"

The next day Charlotte showed up to the designated studio where she was thrusted into all things Ghostbusters. The crew had even recreated the signature Ghostbusters' hearse and had put together almost authentic Ghostbusters gear for the boys. And somehow, Michael had been 'volunteered' to dress up as the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.

She and Calum had to wolf whistle when Michael came waddling in, looking like a sumo-wrestling sailor.

"Looking good, babe!" Charlotte awed.

"Charlie's thinking thoughts," Calum smirked, "Charlie's having ideas seeing your legs in those marshmallows,"

"You're runway material!" she cheered.

Michael rolled his eyes, "You guys suck at flattery,"

Charlotte was set up in a small kitchenette that reminded her of the studio apartment she used to share with Maria when they first branched out. There was another actor in an all black, skin-tight suit and alien-esque type of mask. He was supposed to hide in the fridge and spring out at the guys in an attack, where Charlotte would 'hit' him with the frying pan to take him down.

Ashton and Michael's mock bravery was almost admirable, only Charlotte couldn't help but burst into giggles at the faces Michael pulled when he was wrestling with the 'ghost'. Ashton wasn't much help to Michael as he jumped around from counters to chairs into the exceedingly small space to try and terminate the creature -- until Charlotte would come in and bump the ghost with her frying pan. If anything, the ghost looked more like he belonged in the Alien series, but she wouldn't say anything. It was all just for pure fun.

Charlotte was allowed to hang out on set after her scenes were finished, and she had fun watching the boys be heroic Ghostbusters. It reminded her of their heroism in the 'Don't Stop' video, the one where Calum absolutely despised his lime green costume. They were hunting for ghosts in libraries with floating books, and trailing through basements looking for a Slimer plush.

And of course, it wouldn't be a complete Ghostbusters homage without some gooey, green slime.

In Charlotte's opinion, Calum was the luckiest as hardly any of the plastic-smelling goop spattered on his face. The boys had flashbacks to their Kids Choice Awards performance where they were literally showered in the stuff. After his own sliming, Luke ran a hand through his goopy hair and his eyes fixed on Charlotte sitting in one of the folding chairs. She and another producers were applauding their award-worthy performance.

"Hey Shorty, can I have a hug?" he asked, extending his goop-dripping arms toward her. Charlotte immediately leaped out of the chair.

"Not gonna happen, Tolan," she replied defiantly.

Luke feigned hurt, "But I trapped a ghost for you!"

"Ashton trapped the ghost for me! And he didn't even do it right!" she exclaimed.

"Hey!" Ashton whined, "I distracted him for you!"

"That's the thanks we get for doing a civil service," Michael huffed.

Luke took the moment to dive and try to grab Charlotte, but she ducked out of the way just in time. He spent the next five minutes trying to chase her down and slime her.

"Slime was not in my contract!"

"Oh, c'mere!"

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Charlotte was packed up yet again, bags stationed by the door as she preened and fixed her makeup in the bathroom mirror. Tomorrow, the tour would continue to England, tonight however Charlotte and the girls would have a night out. It was Maria's twentieth birthday. They still weren't old enough to frequent any clubs, but that didn't stop Maria from having a little get together at her own place. And surely she would have some alcohol ready on standby.

Taking one final glance in the mirror, Charlotte had a crippling pang of deja vu flood through her. Her hair was curled in bouncy rings and her eyes lined in dark, smokey makeup. And yet, there was something oddly familiar about her look, the clothes she wore and the excitement she felt. The last time she was on her way to a birthday bash was just over a year ago with Luke -- where he met Melody. It felt as though it was only yesterday when he had her cornered on her couch, begging her to come with him to this party he had no interest in...

"Why don't you take one of the guys with you?" she asked, trying to look past his towering figure to watch her Dr. Who episode.

"They already made plans, and Harry really wants me to show up. Boost my image or some shit like that," Luke whined, moving to block her view again, "Come on, it'll be more bearable if you're there with me,"

Charlotte glared up at him, "What the fuck would a nobody like me do at some socialite's stupid birthday party? It's at a club and we're not even old enough to drink,"

"Like that's stopped you before," he scoffed, getting down on his knees and literally begging, "C'mon, Char, please? I will fucking -- I'll come over and do your dishes for the next month, or even your laundry! Better yet -- I'll grant you access to my HBO account for the rest of the year!"

Charlotte shook her head at him. The introvert in her told her 'no friggin' chance in hell', but Luke's pleading puppy dog eyes had more effect. Besides, there was always the perk of free food.

"If I say yes, will you stop being a pain and let me watch my Dr. Who in peace?" she asked.

"Absolutely!" he nodded desperately.

"Then you got a deal. Now, sit down and shut up," they shook on it. Luke gasped in victory and plopped down next to her, both of them getting lost in the travels of the TARDIS, "We can still discuss that HBO account, though,"

Charlotte snickered at the memory. It was ironic how adamant he was about not going to this party, and it wasn't even an hour in before she had been dumped when Melody was presented to him on a pedestal.

She also remembered how blasé Ben had been when she told him about this party. He wasn't all that interested in talentless celebrities and neon nightclubs, he instead wanted to talk about the recruiters that were coming by the college to look for fresh new talent, and how badly he wanted to get picked. Charlotte's life was so much cooler than Ben's, and yet he never seemed to want to talk about what was happening in her life.

Charlotte pushed the memory out of her head. Instead, she grabbed the box of bougatsa she picked up from their favorite bakery -- one of Maria's favorite desserts -- and made her exit.

Maria lived close enough that Charlotte could just walk there. Looking up at the skyscraper where she lived, she could clearly see her little apartment twinkling with multi-colored strobe lights. Ducking into the lobby, she could see the elevator doors just beginning to close.

"Hold the elevator!" she shouted, sprinting to catch the lift. Luckily, the occupant stuck his hand out to hold the doors long enough so Charlotte could slip inside. She was pleasantly surprised to find Calum was her kind stranger.

"Thanks," she huffed.

"No problem," he grinned, toting a gift box that was too neat for him to have wrapped himself, "You look nice,"

"So do you," a distinctive scent suddenly caught her nose, "Do you smell bergamot?"

"Yeah, it's my cologne," he nodded, "Tom Ford,"

"Oh, nice," Maria loved the smell of citrus and bergamot, "You got her a gift?"

"Yeah," Calum nodded, turning a slight tint of red as he glanced at the box, "I know she told us not to bring nothing for her but... I mean, it's a birthday party. You feel naked showing up without a gift,"

Charlotte smiled at him, "That's sweet of you! Whatcha' get her?"

"Just a spa box set thing. It's peach champagne scented," he said.

"Oh, fancy,"

"Yeah. They had a vanilla one but it just seemed too plain for Maria," he shrugged sheepishly.

Charlotte glanced up at the ceiling, still smiling like a little fool, "She's definitely anything but plain, that one,"

"What did you get her?" Calum asked.

Charlotte glanced at the dessert box, "Bougatsa. You know the Greek dessert with the pastry and the hot custard inside? I mean, it's not hot right now 'cause they'd melt but... you know... ovens,"

Calum's face immediately lit up, "Oh shit, you're the best!" he beamed, "I haven't had that stuff in so long!"

"Well, we'll get ya' reintroduced tonight," she grinned.

The elevator doors slid open and they walked side-by-side to Maria's apartment. She had sent a text to her guests saying that the door would be unlocked and they could just slip right in. Music was already pulsing through the room and the typically tidy apartment was decorated with an assortment of pale pastel balloons. On the counter was a decadent and extravagant cake decorated in frosting roses and bejewelled belts.

"Hey! There you are!" Maria suddenly tackled Charlotte in a hug. She was dressed to the nines in a cute red mini dress paired with her favorite gold hoops. The only detractor was that she was barefoot, and quite frankly, Charlotte didn't blame her.

Maria's eyes went wide when she saw the box in Charlotte's hands, "Is this what I think it is?"

"If you're thinking about bougatsa, you're bang on the money," Charlotte grinned.

"Oh my God! I love you! You can just set them down on the counter there, babydoll,"

"Will do,"

Calum smiled when she hugged him next, "Happy birthday, Maria!"

"Thanks for coming, Cal!" she gushed.

"Well, what else would I be doing on one of my best mate's birthdays?" he replied.

The pleasant scent of fragrant citrus wafted through her nose then, "... Are you wearing a new cologne?" she asked him.

Calum blushed a little, "Yeah... thought I'd try bergamot this time,"

Maria smiled, "I like it. It suits you,"

Charlotte backed away slowly, wandering over to the refreshment table where Ashton was already sipping on his own red cup.

"Nice of you to join us," he grinned, "You look smashing,"

"You're not so bad yourself," she beamed, pouring herself a glass of vodka and cranberry. When she turned around she could see Maria and Calum were still deep in conversation, they had barely left the door's threshold.

"You ready for Europe tomorrow?" Ashton asked, nudging Charlotte gently.

"Oh, am I ever!" she replied, "I think the last time we were in Amsterdam we stayed long enough for like -- a shitty pizza or something, and then we had to move on,"

"We'll take you 'round more this time," Ashton grinned back, "So long as Chloe doesn't try to pick up another phrase book," he nodded over to the couch where the now green-haired drummer was sitting with Michael, Kim, and some of their other friends.

"Kim put her foot down this time. No more Rosette Chloe," she chuckled.

Ashton shrugged, "Not like I won't miss her -- 'cause I won't,"

Charlotte took another look around the room, realizing that somebody was missing from their friend group, "Is Bryana hanging around somewhere?" she asked.

Ashton's smile faltered a little bit, "Oh, she couldn't make it tonight. Had a thing. But she sends her love," he replied.

"Okay,"

"You uh -- you guys went out the other morning, right?" he asked her suddenly.

Charlotte nodded, "Yeah,"

"What did you talk about? I-If you don't mind me asking,"

Charlotte was unsure as to what sort of answer he was looking for, but she told him the truth, "We erm... we discussed our shared distaste for a particular somebody,"

They both looked towards the kitchenette where Luke and Melody were hanging out. Melody was talking to another girl while Luke was chilling against the fridge, drinking from his own cup. The moment he saw Charlotte staring back at him his eyes twinkled a little bit. He was relieved to see her, wanted nothing more than to go over to her and free himself from the less than thrilling conversations of social media influencers.

Ashton was disgusted. Melody had Luke tethered on a metaphorical leash and it drove him mad. And when he looked at Charlotte she was staring at them too, but not with distaste. She seemed more disappointed than anything. It gave Ashton a little hope that maybe she was thinking the same thing he was.

If Ashton had it his way, he would've pushed Luke and Charlotte together months ago...

"After tonight, he's free of her for three whole months,"

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vitaliskravtsov · 2 years

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calls and cuddles

A parswoops fic; ~700 words; T for cursing

Kent has a bad night, but Swoops is there, and mostly, that's what counts.

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Kent's sitting on the floor of his living room in a W-sit, and he looks about 30 seconds away from crying.

Swoops hates that look, more than anything else.

"Hey," he says softly, kicking his shoes onto the mat and advancing in socks to kneel down next to Kent. "Hey, hey, Kent. Kent."

Kent's not wearing a shirt, which could mean any number of things- wrong fabric, too tight, wrong color, wrong smell- but it distills, in Jeff's world, to the fact that he can see Kent's ribcage heaving.

"Breathe, okay?"

"Go away," Kent whispers, voice wrecked and uneven and cracking. "Go away."

"Good try. Breathe in for me, okay?"

"Go away."

"Breathe out."

"I'm fine."

"In."

"Fuck off."

"No. Out."

There's tears rolling down his face now, and his body is shaking, and Jeff's heart is sitting on the floor, fucking up his knees, raking his hands through his hair like he wants to pull it out.

"Fuck. Off."

"C'mon," Jeff says, voice unbeliveably soft. "Unfold your knees."

Unbelievably, Kent swings one leg around to the front so that it's facing straight out and not backwards.

"Other one too," Swoops coaxes, and just like that, he's got an armful of crying hockey player. He rotates his knees to the side and then to the front, and then he's got a lapful of crying fiancé, tucked up against his body, sobbing. He presses soft kisses into Kent's hair, and holds on.

This is the hard part, the waiting it out until Kent has calmed down or cried himself out of tears. There are shortcuts out of it, sure, but those only tend to delay and result in more hurt, later. So instead he stays, and holds on, and when Kent stops shaking, he's there to carry him up to bed.

Swoops isn't stupid; he knows something set Kent off, but he can't find it, and after hour two of watching sports news while simultaneously scrolling the NHL website, he's stumped. He even texts Scraps, but he's got nothing.

When Kent stumbles out of his room, three hours later, he's wearing Swoops' jersey and a pair of Aces joggers, and he looks like someone put him in a salad spinner and went for a few rounds.

He wanders into the kitchen, silently, and pulls out a mug. He gets the milk out, gets the cocoa and sugar out, gets the cinnamon out. Mixes it all into a mug, and throws it in the microwave. He pulls out miniature marshmallows, plops them in his drink, and sits down at the table, head bent, fingers curled around the mug that must be burning them.

"My dad called," he says quietly. "Did you know that doors still slam the same?"

It doesn't make sense, to someone who doesn't spend most of their time trying to see how Kent connects patterns in his head for one reason or another, but it snaps into place in Swoops' map of shit never to do.

"Can we- can we go to the rink?"

And Jeff wants to say yes, anything, always but he knows what will happen if he does, and he knows saying yes will cause more harm than good, and he doesn't want to do that.

"Tomorrow," he says, instead. "We can go early."

"Need it now," Kent says.

"Come cuddle," Swoops tells him, instead of answering. He's weak for that voice, and he knows he can't say yes, and distracting is better than trying to keep saying no.

"Okay," Kent murmurs, and makes his way from the table to the couch, and into Swoops' arms.

"I love you," Swoops says, because he thinks if he doesn't say it, he'll have failed as a boyfriend and also as a human being, because to know Kent and to not tell him he's loved is as much a crime as arson, in Jeff's estimation.

"I'm sorry," the man laying in his chest answers. "You deserve-"

"You," he interrupts, because he can't listen to this. "I deserve you, because you are beautiful-" he presses a kiss to Kent's hair " -and gentle-" kiss "-and kind-" kiss "-and loving-" kiss "-and I don't want anyone else."

"Fuck off," Kent says, but it's soft now, and Jeff doesn't think he'll break if he sleeps.

"Never," Swoops answers. "Never."

#Swoops #Parswoops #*mine #My writing #Omgcp #Kent parson #Jeff troy #omgcheckplease #omg check please

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ariana-amidala · 3 years

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Imagine being alone with Sam and passing a compliment to him that you adore his smile.

Dean, Sam and you were currently seated in Baby and were on your way onto a hunt. Dean said it was a pretty easy hunt seeing as it was just a salt and burn run and we just pulled into a gas station for snacks. Sam mumbled the words pork rinds and a water and a chocolate bar.

“Didn’t know you were breaking your healthy streak Sammy,” Dean said heading inside while Sam payed for gas.

“It’s Samuel,” he hollered at Dean as he disappeared into the store. I chuckled lightly.

“How long you reckon he’s gonna be in there for?” I asked joking. Sam laughed along and shoved his hands into his jean pocket and fishing out a fidget spinner. The one I got for him for Christmas.

“I don’t know. Depends on what pie selection they have here,” He said. I could see him smiling at the thought of his older brother choosing from a different selection of pie.

“Maybe we should’ve gone inside instead of him,” I laughed. Sam full on chuckled.

“Yeah, maybe,” He said. A small smiled appeared.

“I really like your smile,” I slipped out. Oh god. Sam was gonna kill me. He seemed really surprised about it too.

“Oh well, um,” he started. Dean started to walk back and the expression on his face wasn’t so amusing.

“They didn’t have any freaking pie. Evil sons of bitches,” Dean started. “What’s with the look Sam?” He asked. Crap, he still had that look.

“Nothing, was just gonna cough,” he said covering it up with a cough. The embarrassment started to sink in now.

“Y/N you okay?” Dean asked. I nodded lightly.

“Yeah Dean. I’m doing just fine,” I mumbled. “Think I might be getting tired,”

“Well lucky for you we still have bout 3 hours until we reach the motel,” He said getting into Baby. 3 hours wasn’t enough for what I just said to Sam to be forgotten. Getting into the Impala and carefully placing my food so it wouldn’t spill everywhere I tried to close my eyes and forget about the day already.

~-Time skip-~

“Is it normal for somebody our age to sleep that much?” I heard voices say. More voices appeared but I just couldn’t figure out who was saying what.

“Cas just, look she’s tired. Hell we’re all tired,” Dean said. The voices were coming in now.

“Dean just lower your voice please you might wake her,” Sam said hushly. I couldn’t see but I could tell that Dean was probably rolling his eyes.

“Is she in pain?” Cas asked.

“No she’s just drained of energy,” Sam said. “Been up researching with me the night before,”

“You boys do know I can hear you,” I said laughing a bit. “I’m not tired, m’head just hurts,” I mumbled out.

“Hey she’s awake,” Dean said from the front. “Nice dreams Y/N?”

“I guess so,” I shrugged my shoulders. The thought of me talking in my sleep started to plague me over what I said to Sam earlier. “Did I talk in my sleep?” Dean seemed to shake his head.

“Not that I know of kid,” He said. Something was off about that statement. “We’re almost there by the way,”

“Oh, good,” I said. “Maybe we should do a food run later for tomorrow,” I said looking around Baby and seeing that food trays were empty and chip bags were also gone.

“Yeah, Once we get settled in I’ll go with Cas,” Dean said. That leaves me alone with Sam. That leaves us to talk about earlier.

“Are we getting two rooms then?” I asked.

“Yep,” Dean replied.

“Great, I’ll share with Cas then,” I said hugging the angel.

“I thought we planned to have a sleepover?” Sam said turning around to face me. On the way to this hunt before the gas run Sam offered to have a ‘Girls night’ with me because Claire couldn’t make this one.

“You and Sam do your girly thing and Cas and I will do the adult things kid,” Dean said. “No buts either,” Of course they’d do that.

Pulling into the motel Dean and Sam went to the reception to ask for room and came back with a double room and a singles room. Dean and Cas already called it on the double room so that left me and Sam with the single.

“Well do you two want anything specific?” Dean asked as he got our stuff out from the seats. Sam mumbled something along the lines of ‘salad and water’ and I told Dean I just wanted straight junk.

“We still need to talk about what you said earlier Y/N,” Sam said carrying our duffels while I opened the door.

“What’s there to talk about,” I shot back. Walking towards the window and putting down a line of salt just incase anything was to happen. He seemed to sigh in defeat.

“Thanks Y/N” He said. “Other than Dean and Cas your the only other person who has seen me smile,”

“What about everyone else?” I said jokingly.

“You know what I mean Y/N,” he laughed out another small smile seemed to be forming. That warm welcoming Winchester smile.

“Your welcome Sam,” I said getting stuff out of my duffel. “Now tie back your hair so I can put this face mask on you,” I ordered handing him a hair tie. He smiled.

“Only if it’s the blue one,” He said smiling and doing what he was told.

“You bet,” I answered smiling back.

#supernatural #sam winchester x reader #dean x reader (platonic)#cas x reader (platonic)#Team Free Will #supernatural imagine #supernatural story #casdean #Destiel #cries in supernatural #source: supernatural #SPN Family

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hopelikethemoon · 4 years

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Dinner With Friends (Javier x Reader) {MTMF}

Title: Dinner With Friends Rating: PG-13 Length: 3500 Warnings: Family Fluff and extremely mild angst. Notes: You can find the Maybe Today, Maybe Forever Timeline here. And release order here. Set in January 1998. Shout to the one and only Tiernan for supplying the twist in this chapter. Summary: Reader and Javier host the Murphys for dinner.

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“Stevie!” You called out when she started barking loudly — Josie had ensnared her into a game with Olivia and Emily and her patience seemed to be wearing as thin as your own.

“Did you really have to name her Stevie?”

Steve questioned, shaking his head slowly as he leaned against the kitchen counter and watched you press the button on the top of the lettuce spinner.

“I love Stevie Nicks.”

He pointed at you, “And that is bullshit.”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re just jealous that Sofía isn’t Stevie.”

Steve glared, “Well if it starts with ‘S’.”

“I’m sorry, do you have an issue with our daughter being named for Javier’s late mother?” You questioned, folding your arms across your chest briefly, before you emptied out the tossed lettuce into a larger bowl.

“Not when you put it that way.” Steve huffed, shaking his head as he took a swig of beer. “How are… things going?”

You glanced over your shoulder at him, “The drought was quenched almost five months ago. Thank God.”

Steve blanched, “I don’t need to know about that.”

“You asked.”

He narrowed his eyes, “About how things are going.” He rubbed at the back of his neck.

You laughed, shrugging your shoulders. “I’m doing better. There’s still difficult days, but I work through them.” You chewed on your bottom lip. “And Javier is good at helping me.”

“He’s always been more than willing to give you a hand.” Steve said with a slow shake of his head. “The two of you were inseparable.”

You felt a faint blush rise to your cheeks. “I know. And we still are.” You grabbed a handful of freshly washed radishes and started cutting them down into smaller pieces for the salad. “He’s still just as stubborn about everything.”

“Shit. Isn’t he?” Steve snorted, rocking his head to the side.”I don’t know how you put up with that grumpy son-of—“

“Mommy!” Josie called out from the threshold of the kitchen. “Mommmmmy.”

You sat the knife aside and turned back to look at her, hands on your hips. “What’s up?”

“I’m hungry.”

“Dinner is almost ready.” You assured her. “Why don’t you go check on daddy outside?”

“Okay mommy.” Josie beamed at you. “Does daddy have sissy?”

“Aunt Connie does, rugrat.” Steve told her, “She’s out in the backyard with your father.”

“Thank you.” She said politely before leaving through the back door, followed by Emily and Olivia.

“She gets away with everything doesn’t she?”

“With Javier? Oh, yeah. I’m the strict parent. Always.” You shook your head with a laugh. You didn’t actually mind filling the role of the strict parent, mostly because Javier was a marshmallow of a father.

“I wouldn’t have guessed that.” He remarked as he took a drink of his beer, “You’ve always been the fun one. Javier? I didn’t know that fun was in his vocabulary.”

You rolled your eyes, “For the record, he was actually very fun in Colombia.”

“Really?” Steve gave you a skeptical look. “I think that might be the rose colored glasses talking.” He gestured to you with the bottle. “You were the positive influence he needed.”

“Yeah,” You agreed. “He would’ve worked himself to death, if I hadn’t been there.” You scooped up the radishes you’d cut, tossing them into the bowl of lettuce. “Can you get the croutons out of the oven?”

“Look how fancy you are. Making homemade croutons.” Steve teased as he grabbed an oven mitt and pulled the pan out of the oven.

“Josie will only eat a salad if there’s croutons in it.” You explained to him. “Javier hates the store bought croutons.” You grabbed the carton of cherry tomatoes, flipping the plastic lid up so you could rinse them off under the sink.

You glanced back towards the backdoor as it slid open, a parade of tiny humans reemerging, followed by Connie and Javier.

“Hot food, coming through.” Javier warned, clicking his tongue against his teeth to get the girls to move faster. “Come on kiddos.” He shooed them out from under foot as he veered towards the kitchen counter and sat the two plates of grilled burgers down. “Ever try to keep three girls away from a grill?”

You pursed your lips thoughtfully as you turned to face him, tilting your head to the side. “I tried it once, which is why I sent them out to you.” You grinned at him.

“It’s fucking hard.” He chuckled before he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. “Thanks for that.”

“You’re welcome.” You used the dish towel and swatted him in the ass with it. He caught you by the belt loop as you stepped past him, pulling you in for another kiss.

“Need any help?” Connie questioned as she cradled Sofía to her chest, looking between the two of you.

You shook your head, “You brought the potato salad and you’ve kept her occupied so I could get everything else ready.”

“Do you have ranch?” She questioned as she looked towards the bowl of salad, “It’s the only way we can get Olivia to even humor eating something green.”

Javier nodded, “Josie likes it on broccoli.” He stepped around you and pulled open the fridge to grab the bottle of ranch, as well as the other salad dressing options.

“How do you get her to eat raw broccoli?” Connie questioned. “It’s an uphill battle to get anything green into the girls.”

“Josie likes food.”

You rolled your eyes, “Josie will eat anything Javier asks her to eat.”

He shrugged, “It’s true.”

“I wish Steve had that effect on the girls.” Connie laughed softly, “He can get them to eat plenty of candy.”

You snorted. “He loves his Werthers.”

She widened her eyes dramatically, “I swear to God, every pocket is full of wrappers!”

Javier clicked his tongue against his teeth, “Should’ve done the patch, rather than going cold turkey.”

“That would make sense,” Connie made a face. “Oh well.” She bounced Sofía in her arms as she started to wake up, “Did you see California is set to ban smoking inside bars?”

“They’ll just ignore it,” You countered, grabbing a tray and putting the salad and the salad bowls on it. “But it’s progress.”

The three of you headed into the dining room, where Steve had managed to corral the girls into their chairs.

“I don’t want a burger, mommy.” Josie complained as Javier sat the plate of burgers down on the table.

“You’re not eating a burger, babydoll. You’re having a soy one with me.” You promised her, pointing to the second plate that contained two burgers that were considerably thinner than the actual hamburgers.

“I want chicken.”

“Princesa, you’re eating what we made for you.” Javier warned her, sitting down beside her, across the table from you.

“Do we have everything?”

“French fries?” Olivia questioned.

“Your mother made potato salad,” Steve told her, pointing to the Tupperware tub.

You sat down beside Connie, taking Sofía from her so you could get her settled into her highchair beside you. You used your fork to grab a potato out of the dish of potato salad, plopping it onto Sofía’s highchair tray. You smashed it up with the fork, “You wanna try a bit of potato?”

Sofía seemed skeptical. She reached down and squished the potato between her fingers.

You tapped your finger against your lips, “You eat it, sunshine.”

Sofía gurgled and threw herself back against her seat, smearing the potato all over her face.

“Close enough.” Javier chuckled, shaking his head as he slathered mayonnaise on a bun for Josie.

“More!” She urged, hanging on his arm.

“Josie.” You gave her a look across the table.

Sofía kicked her feet against the highchair as she leaned over and tried to reach the tub of potato salad that was well outside of her reach. “You like that?” You questioned, grabbing another potato and putting it on her tray, smashing it up for her again.

She dramatically hummed her delight.

“Look at that, she’s not always a grumpy baby.” Steve remarked with a short laugh. “I worried she was a carbon copy of her father.”

Javier glared at him, subtly flipping him off so Josie couldn’t catch him.

You worked on fixing your own burger, glancing around the table to make sure everyone had what they needed. You really hated playing host. An ideal situation was a box of pizza thrown in the center of the table for everyone to fend for themselves. But Steve and Connie were such gracious hosts, you felt like you had to do the same.

Javier had lived on grilled cheese, whiskey, and cigarettes for the majority of his bachelor years. He wasn’t one to complain. He wasn’t actually half bad in the kitchen when he put a little effort into it.

“How’s things at the hospital?” Javier questioned Connie in between bites of burger.

Connie grabbed her napkin and wiped her mouth off before answering, “Good. I’m not working as many double shifts as I was there for a while. I’ve actually had days off that felt like days off. No catching up on sleep.”

“With my transition out of the DEA, it’s been nice to have her around more.” Steve added. “Hun, did you tell her about that lady you’re working with?”

You arched a brow, looking at Connie expectantly.

“Oh! I totally forgot,” She laughed, taking a sip of water before she continued. “We’ve got a new medical social worker working on the floor that looks so much like you. I did a double take the first time I saw her. Do you have a secret younger sister?”

“Nope.” You shook your head, reaching for your bottle of beer and taking a swig. “Is my doppelgänger nice at least?”

“An absolute sweetheart.” Connie said with a grin, taking another bite of her burger before adding, “She’s actually from Medellín.”

Javier dropped his fork, causing it to clamp against his plate. You shot him a curious look, a brow arching upwards.

“Colombia?” He questioned, taking a drink of beer to keep from choking on the bite of burger he’d swallowed nearly whole.

“Is there another one?”

Steve cleared his throat, “You hadn’t mentioned she was from Colombia.” He looked between you and Javier with a knowing look.

“I believe she came here as a political refugee. I didn’t ask for specifics.” Connie shrugged, “Why?”

The look on Javier’s face made the lightbulb come on. Holy shit.

You leaned an elbow against the table, turning towards Connie. “Her name wouldn’t happen to be Elena, would it?”

Connie’s brows shot upwards, “Yeah! Wait — do you know her?”

“Some of us better than others.” Steve muttered under his breath, much to Javier’s horror.

“Yeah.” You nodded your head slowly, “She was great. I’m glad she’s gotten herself out of that situation.” You looked towards Javier then, smiling a little. “I guess that promise of safety had follow through.”

Javier rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly, “I had no idea she was in Miami.”

“It’s fine, Javi.” You assured him, “It’s a small world.” You watched him as he nodded his head slowly, staring down at his plate of food. Of all the people that the two of you had known in Colombia ⁠— the sheer irony that Elena had made her way to Miami was… something else.

“I feel like I’m missing something.” Connie remarked, looking between the three of you curiously. “What am I missing?”

“Not in front of the kids.” Steve stated with a shake of his head.

“Daddy, you gotta eat your veggies.” Josie said sweetly, pushing the bowl of salad towards Javier. “Don’t you wanna be big and strong like me?”

“Of course I do, princesa.” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Javier, it’s fine.” You said firmly, shifting in your seat so you could brush your foot against his leg beneath the table. “Don’t get yourself bent out of shape over this.”

“I’m not getting ‘bent out of shape’.” He shot back, pressing his tongue to the inside of his cheek as he stared at you. “I just can’t believe… of all the cities.”

“What am I missing?” Connie questioned, nudging you in the arm.

You sighed, chewing on the inside of your bottom lip. “Elena was one of Javi’s informants. When was that?” ‘89 to ‘92?”

“Yeah, I think so.” Steve agreed with you, pushing his potato salad around on his plate.

Javier was so tense you could see the corded muscles of his throat as he stared straight ahead at you.

“So she was an informant informant?” Connie questioned, brows furrowed as she looked towards you.

“Yeah.” You nodded, “And it’s not nearly as big of a deal as Javier is acting like it is.”

Javier raked his fingers through his hair, sighing heavily as he sank back in his chair. He scratched at his lightly scruffy jaw, not quite meeting your gaze as he looked across the table at you. “It’s a big deal to me.”

Connie looked between the two of you, “I really didn’t mean to start something.”

“You didn’t.” You assured her, giving her shoulder a squeeze. “Hey Javi, did you leave the grill on?”

He gritted his teeth together before he gave a stiff nod, scooting his chair back and getting up from the table.

“Daddy, where are you going?” Josie asked with her mouth full of her burger.

“Daddy left the grill on.” Javier offered, meeting your gaze as you got up from the table.

“Uh-oh!” Josie said with a sing-song voice, entirely oblivious to the situation.

“We’ll hold the fort down,” Steve promised you as you followed Javier through the kitchen and out the backdoor into the yard.

He walked a few paces ahead of you, before he stopped with his back to you. You considered staying rooted to the spot where you stood, but instead you moved towards him and curled your arms around his middle, resting your cheek against his back. “Javi,” You started, trying to keep your voice steady. “This is such a non-issue.”

“For you.” He retorted, resting his hands over yours. “I feel like every time we take one step forward, something happens that sets us back. Every fucking time, baby.”

“But it’s a non-issue,” You assured him, squeezing him a little tighter. “I liked Elena the handful of times we worked together. I’m thrilled that she’s thriving. Hell, I’m glad she’s here. Miami isn’t so bad.”

Javier turned in your embrace, his hands settling at your hips. “I didn’t know she was here.”

“I didn’t think you did.” You reached up and cupped his cheek, brushing your thumb over the rise of his cheekbone as you met his gaze. “Look, I know that’s a period of history you’re not particularly fond of, but… It doesn’t bother me. At all.” You tilted your head to the side, “I thought we were working past this.” You gestured between the two of you. “There’s no other shoe waiting to fall.”

His Adam’s bobbed as he looked down at you, “I just can’t fucking believe she’s in Miami.” He shook his head slowly. “Of all the goddamn places.”

“I think she had a cousin here.” You recalled, “Shit, that was a long time ago.”

Javier nodded his head in agreement, “Yeah.” He ran his hands over your hips slowly, “Last time I saw her was right after you told me…”

“Did you tell her?” Your brows furrowed.

“I did, yeah.” He recalled, “I mean she knew about you…”

“I know she did.” You reached you and played with the hair that sat against his forehead. “I thought you didn’t tell anyone.”

He shrugged a shoulder, “It slipped out. I figured it didn’t really matter that she knew. She was happy for us.”

You smiled fondly, “I think we should meet up with her.”

“What?”

“Catch up, see how she is…”

“Baby—“

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” You raised your eyebrows. “Hell, she might not even want to see either of us.” You shrugged your shoulders. “I just think it’s too ironic that she’s working at the same hospital as Connie.”

“I’m not going.”

“That’s fine, I’ll go then.” You rose up on your toes and pressed a kiss to his lips. “You need to stop worrying so much, Javi.” You brushed your nose against his as you raked your fingers through his hair at his temples. “I trust you.”

Javier curled his arm around your waist, keeping you close to him. “What’d I do to deserve you, baby?”

“Still trying to figure that one out.” You teased, kissing the tip of his nose. “Come on. Connie’s going to be stressing that she’s single-handedly destroyed our relationship if we don’t get back inside.”

“She was mortified.” He chuckled.

“Not nearly as much as you were.”

“I was praying for the earth to open up and swallow me whole.”

You rolled your eyes. “You felt that way in the sex sho—”

Javier cut you off, covering your mouth with his hand. “Don’t.” He warned you.

You poked him in the stomach and when he didn’t remove his hand, you swept your tongue over the palm of his hand. That worked. He quickly pulled his hand away, wiping his hand off on the front of his jeans.

“If you want to shut me up, you’re going to have to wait until we’re alone.” You told him, putting your hands on your hips, before walking backwards towards the back door. “But until then, we have guests to entertain.”

“It’s just Steve and Connie.” Javier followed after you, his arms crossed across his chest.

“Who are guests we’re entertaining.” You narrowed your eyes at him. “And you’re going to finish your food, otherwise Josie is going to believe she can skip dinner too.”

“Fine.” He huffed quietly, shaking his head as he slid the sliding door shut behind him. “But we’re dropping this conversation. I don’t wanna talk about an informant in front of the girls.”

You gave a mock salute, “Sure thing.”

Javier caught you by the belt loop, pulling you towards him. “I mean it.”

“I’m not going to bring it up again.” You promised, curling your fingers around the back of his neck. “As much as I love torturing you I’m not cruel, Javier.”

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead, “Thank you.”

You smiled up at him, “No ‘thank yous’ needed, babe.” You took his hand into yours, interlacing your fingers as he headed back for the dining room. Steve and Connie had managed to keep the kids entertained in your absence.

“She’s had about a full little potato.” Connie told you as she gestured to Sofía, “I think most of it got into her mouth.”

“She gets really into her food.” You chuckled, releasing Javier’s hand as you both returned to your own seats.

“Where’d you go daddy?” Josie asked, tilting her head to the side as she licked the dressing off a piece of radish, only to dip it into her salad bowl again.

“Like I told you,” He reached over and smoothed his hand over the top of her head. “I left the grill on.”

Connie gave you a wary look as you picked up your burger and took a bite. “So…”

“Everything’s fine.” You assured her, looking towards Steve then, “So have you heard any rumors in the DEA about the article?”

“Oh, I have.” He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek and shook his head. “I hope you don’t plan on looking for a job in the federal government.”

You feigned offense, “If I ever did, you’d know I had been abducted by aliens.” It was still bizarre to consider that you had spent so much of your early adulthood working towards a role in the very institution you wanted to pull down.

“Baby, you know I have a class of students that would love to see you teaching.” Javier pointed out, beaming with pride. “End of last semester, I had her come in and give a lecture for the department.”

You rolled your eyes, “It was a fifteen-minute talk.”

“With a forty-minute question and answer section.” Javier insisted, his eyes meeting yours with an adoration that warmed your heart.

“I would only disappoint them,” You licked a drop of mayonnaise off your thumb as you sat your soy burger back down. “They already think you’re a tyrant when it comes to papers and grading.”

Steve laughed, “Isn’t that because you do most of the marking for him.”

“And I go easy on them.” You grinned. “My teachers didn’t take any corners with me and I worked my ass off to get here.”

“I don’t know if I can picture you as a teacher,” Connie said, giving you a once over. “No, I can’t.”

“Thankfully,” Javier started with a teasing tone. “They’re college students and not children.”

“And what does that mean?” You questioned, looking in between the two of them. “I am a delight.”

“You certainly lectured us a lot. Back in the day.” Steve joined in.

“Was I wrong?”

“Rarely.” He agreed.

“Well, we can't all be Professor Peña, now can we?” You quipped, nudging Javier’s foot under the table.

He scratched at his jaw, shaking his head. “No, we can’t.”

“But I’m always interested in dropping in to torment you and Monica.”

“Do the other students know that you’ve all but adopted her?” Steve questioned.

You started to answer, but Olivia was quick to announce, “I’m adopted!”

Josie turned towards Javier, “Am I adopted?”

“No princesa, you weren’t adopted.” Javier assured her as she grabbed at his arm.

“Was sissy adopted?”

“No. Remember your mommy grew her in her belly?” Javier reminded her, giving Connie a sympathetic smile, before his eyes flickered towards your face. “Out of the mouths of babes.”

“Seriously.” You laughed as you shook your head, reaching for your beer. “To answer your question, no. They don’t know.”

“Trying to keep things unbiased.” Javier explained as he scooped Josie into his lap, much to her delight. “She actually earned herself a B- on a test this week she should’ve aced.”

“You didn’t tell me that.” You frowned. “Why?”

“Her attentions a little stretched right now.”

“Of course it is.” You rolled your eyes, “Oh to be young and in love.”

“Old and in love isn’t too bad, is it?” He countered with a wink.

You grinned, “It’s pretty good too.”

#javier pena #javier pena x reader #pedro pascal x reader

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jackmfvegas777 · 3 years

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Furry Species Stereotypes #1 - By Me

Note;

These are only my personal views of the furry fandom's species I know from my personal experiences with them,

and if not that, then general common assumptions or stereotypes.

Thus, this is not gospel truth for everyone!

If you disagree, please tell me why!

I'd love you guys' take.

I also tried to name as many species I could think about off the top of my head without looking them up, which took FOREEEEVER.

You can reply to this or anon ask me, or DM me with ones I've missed, even your personal own created species (even if no one knows them yet), I'll do them too in a reply to this!

Real existing species stereotypes down below, here!;

WOLVES ; Due to this being the most common persona, you are most likely someone who follows the crowd and likes things that are popular. You however are still a pretty solitary being, preferring a dark corner over a party's dance floor. You love honesty and loyalty and have those traits to a fault, never ever abandoning a friend or ally, in need or not. You may also like things like squishy toys and squeaky toys, fidget spinners, and any manner of play item. Also, basically, to sum it up; YA' BASIC. Sorry. 😆

FOXES ; Somewhat similar to ferrets, raccoons, & sometimes rats, you both scurry around quickly simultaneously physically, and in conversation, and you may "borrow" items from places seemingly like a kleptomaniac, but for sentimental items. Basically if you are friends with a fox fursona, your jacket and/or gloves, pins, pizza (LOL) and many other miscellaneous items may go missing "mysteriously" due to them collecting it as a habit. They almost never mean true harm, they just like keeping your stuff because it reminds them of you, which can be seen as creepy by some people. But it is also very endearing, if done with pure intentions. But you may want to tell the fox to stop taking your things and ask you first! LOL. You always seem to have a ridiculous amount of energy and for some reason, an insane amount of optimistic viewpoints, and positive happy personality. You also like your books, preferring to spend a night reading then playing video games. (Although you do enjoy those too.) You are pretty academic, but yet you can also do well in physical sports, if you're into that sort of thing. There are a few points in the wolf & dog category I would assign here too, most likely due to all three being canines, like liking the squeaky and squishy toys and other stem items, and being verrrry loyal if a bit solitary in nature.

CATS (BIG) ; ...Y'all are usually assholes! There! I said it! I'm sorry to say, but nine times out of 10, you guys seem to be huge dicks, and I'm... not sure why, exactly?? What attracts the enormous dickwad to the big cat's umbrella of wild cat species? Maybe, perhaps, it is the superior, regal, and majestic appearance of big cats,--perhaps relating to their usual narcissism in normal life? Okay, so, I'm exaggerating a little, I have met some big cats that are great and very good friends. But a lot of them I've seen have been downright rude, callous, cold, and distant, at best! And downright asswads at worse!! However it seems like as bad as they go when they're bad, they go really good when they're actually good. When they are cool people, they're actually surprisingly chill, especially when comparing to the other type of big cat. They tend to usually be D.J.s, dancers, comedians, performers or some sort of person in the entertainment field, in some way. Those type're usually hella nice to get along with, however their super friendly exterior disguises a very weird, eccentric and esoteric mind beneath. They also seem to ooze confidence outwardly, even if they aren't confident feeling on the inside. They are royal and regal, and usually relatively unfazed by anything that would hurt normal people pretty badly. These are usually the type of people who don't get into emotions very often, or if they do, they always still have a wall up between them and the other person. They're strong, but that's because they force themselves to be strong, and it makes for a very bad night if the big cat snaps and takes out their very strong, tiger-like roar of anger on others! Thus if you are a big cat, I suggest finding ways to manage your anger, and finding ways to relieve your stress, as I noticed people who are big cats in their fursona tend to be very stressed in real life for some reason. Again, I'm not sure why people who are, are attracted to that species specifically.

CATS (SMALL) ; You kitties are solitary like the big cats and wolves, however much more docile. There's two main types of cats that are house cats in fursona; There's the serious brooding figure that seems to be always alone yet peaking curiosity in everyone's eyes--the type that is stealthy, sneaky, and very cat-like--as in, realistic cat-like. You may sit strangely or have odd habits in voice or body, something that makes you stand out as different. There's also the second type of cat, which is basically an UWU XOXO anime girl that is ridiculously feminine, high pitched, and almost always is a neko type furry character instead of a full furry anthropomorphic character. Not that there's anything wrong with nekos, they're awesome too, it just seems to be a trend that any neko is usually a cat. You may like to actually smoke catnip! (Okay that was a joke LOL, but yes, it is possible, and yes it does get humans somewhat high, but most would not recommend it due to it being short & tasting bad! LMAO 😆) You also really like batting things around, or batting things off tables or counters--when you have a cup of tea beside you, the urge to knock your mug off the table is irresistible, even though your rational mind denies the notion from actually happening. You tend to like yarn snd thread, whether that means just playing with it or knitting or sewing etc. and making creations with it! You usually like fish a lot, mostly sushi is your favorite, and usually, you tend to be more based in Japanese culture.

DOGS ; See wolves, but add loyalty hella and way more people-oriented. you're somehow more basic than wolves 🤣

RABBITS ; As someone who has a rabbit as one of my main 3 fursonas, I have to admit I love rabbits. We are usually very social, unlike the animal we're based on, preferring to conversate and meet people. Although, like the rabbit, we may be shy to actually begin the conversation, or initiate plans on our own. We also scare easily, and most of us for some reason tend to have anxiety or panic disorders, not always, but quite often, and that can usually be why we relate to the characters of rabbits which go still & shake or attack fiercely with their hind legs if scared. There are some people with rabbit fursonas that are definitely fully shy, but a lot of them are actually quite more outgoing than you would think they are. And no, rabbits usually don't love carrots. (Including real rabbits, they eat mostly hay and carrots should only be a treat!) But for some reason one thing I noticed is that almost everybody's fursona in existence is. Just. Super sexual and flirty and just out there in every way. They can come across as perverted and strange to a lot of people due to this, once they reveal their true colours rather than their cutesy entrance, to those they know well.

DEER ; You guys are the innocent bunch, the kids that seemed to never know what was going on when it came to violence or sexual content in any media or situation. This innocence continues throughout your life. You're usually a 'deer in the headlights' and can get very confused easily and a lot, and also you can become quite shy and reclusive if you don't have friends to pull you out of it to shove you into social situations by force. You may not be 'the brightest bulb in the bunch', but you are definitely the friendliest, kindest, and most understanding one in it. Most people love being your friend because your support gives strength that can't be found elsewhere, due to the power and stability of your connection to people. You also may really like salad.

BEARS ; You guys are a bunch of big gentle giants. For some reason, most every person who plays a bear fursona seem to be gigantic in real life, either super tall, or super fat, or super muscular, or a combination or all of the above! Whatever it is, they're always big intimidating figures. Yet, despite this, they seem to be very sweet, mild-mannered and very loyal. They also seem to have a lazy streak, preferring to lay down and eat honey rather than do anything productive on time. Don't get me wrong, they'll do the task, but it'll just take until they feel like doing it. However when they have ambition, they have it and have it well, being able to rise to Big manager positions very easily. They tend to be very shy both in romantic situations and just in general. Despite their large presence, they're just a bunch of softies.

OPOSSUMS ; An opossum is one of my main fursonas, based on me. Plus I can tell you from experience that opossums are little shits. They will pester the shit out of you, text you non-stop, and talk your ears off if you let them. They're not trying to be annoying or clingy, but they're just that type of person that really clings to people and likes talking to people as long as possible when they like them. Like raccoons, rats, and other things on this list, they like hoarding treasure and they tend to be sneaky mischievous little beings, loving to pull pranks or make a joke to make someone laugh hard. The opossums are kind of the clowns of the furry species, always being the comedian of the group. We love soft blankets and we tend to sleep with our head under the covers completely like we were in our mother's pouch. Also a lot of us do what I call the 'human sofa', where we curl around someone's back as they sit, and become their backrest, to snuggle them.

WEASELS & FERRETS ; Same as opossum, but make them scary and super suspicious all the time. I mean seriously, these guys are "sus". Who knows what they're up to? But they tend to be great comedians, and can always crack a joke that's sly and sarcastic to make someone burst out laughing, even if it's just one person who does due to their obscure references to their many fandoms.

RACCOONS ; Same as opossums, weasels, and ferrets--except add that you love trash. Whether this means collecting empty boxes, like shoe boxes and electronic boxes, or collecting old newspapers, or straws, or broken glass, (who knows?!) or making new pretty things out of old withered things, all of it you adore! You enjoy the feeling of making the most out of nothing, and pulling something out of your ass to survive no matter what the situation. This tendency can lead to intense resourcefulness in every area of life.

SKUNKS ; They all tend to be really chill, mostly... because all of you are fucking weed smokers! I guess it comes with the territory since skunks have a skunky smell, but damn does your skunky smell smell skunkier than a skunk! 😆🤣 Okay, okay, now besides the usual stoner stereotypes, you skunks are pretty chill beings, usually preferring a night on the couch. Although when they do catch you adventuring, they'd catch you frolicking in nature, and catching tadpoles, or doing something odd in a river. You love forests, and also love the sounds of city, traffic, and cars passing by. Rain is one of your favourite times.

BADGERS ; Y'all are some bad motherfuckers, the type of person who could kick anyone's ass, any amount of people, and come out without a scratch. People like you are nearly indestructible, and also tend to be somewhat snappy and harsh to others, although usually unintentionally. You tend to love honey, and/or any kinds of sweet things, which tends to contrast with your spicy personality. You have a pain tolerance out of this world, and you also have mental pain tolerance as well, seeming to never get hurt or let down by others' actions. This is due to you never fully trusting, and always preparing somewhat for a let down.

TANUKIS (JAPANESE RACCOON DOGS) ; This is my main fursona, and like opossums, Japanese Raccoon Dogs / Tanukis are ridiculously loyal and strange, almost clown-like beings, and also like raccoons, they love finding old things and transforming them into new. They also tend to be very artistic and really like colours, usually having some form of synesthesia if not multiple, usually having to do with colour association. Also you usually have a very strong connection to Japan and it's culture, either being Japanese or just loving the culture itself, and tend to base a lot of your life around Japanese things. You may even be planning to move to Tokyo someday! Tanukis are notoriously mischievous, but in a friendly, jokey way, and they tend to never want to make people mad. Due to this, they are always very friendly and positive, as much as they can, even if they feel the opposite inside. These are also the types of people to be very esoteric, weird, and downright uncanny, which fits their Japanese theme as Japan does some weird shit too LOL. Also usually stoners. Also pretty flirty, but not overly.

COYOTES & OTHER MISC. CANINES ; As a less common version of dogs, you have some manner of uniqueness about you! You tend to be active, especially physically, and in sports, usually very likely to do hiking as well. You tend to be pretty chipper, although you can come across as sarcastic or biting when you're in a bad mood. When you're in a good mood, everyone can feel it, and your smile brightens up the space around you! People tend to be attracted to your demeanor, even if you don't mean to attract them, they still come, and this quality can lead you to some of your lifelong friends (and perhaps, enemies.).

SHARKS & OTHER AQUATICS ; You aquatic creatures tend to be the jocks of the group, however despite your jockiness, you actually have quite a brain on you; being able to figure out complex things like math problems that are way ahead of where you are, or learning to read very soon in your life, and maybe even being in spelling bees or talent shows later on! You tend to have a scientific mind, and definitely have at least one or two fish tanks, if not a whole room full. You can be a bit perverted, and even a little bit dominating in conversation, but for people who can get past that--you make a loyal, fun, and active friend.

SNAKES & OTHER REPTILES ; You all tend to seem shady no matter how stand-up you are, and the fact that you never go in the spotlight, always preferring to stay by the sidelines and observe and watch others closely. Occasionally, you may leave a small remark, and due to you barely talking, those things you do say echo only louder for those who hear. You tend to be reclusive and secluded, loving the silence of rainy days with no one bugging you, and your beautiful reptiles. You tend to be quite confident, and even heroic at your best, being kind and also empathetic and caring, and intelligent. At your worst, you can come off as cold, manipulative or even cruel at times. Snakes and reptiles are usually seen with dislike and/or fear by others, which can lead to a hardened heart in you that makes you trust less easily, fearing judgement in who you are.

AXOLOTLS & OTHER AMPHIBIANS ; You guys kiiinda tend to be the 'uwu i'm special!!1!' bunch, but rather than in an insensitive annoying way, in the way that you're genuinely childish and innocent and naive, which can be both a blessing and a curse. Like the aquatic axolotl, you stay young forever, (kind of like Peter Pan!) and you seemingly never lose your sense of humour, your playfulness, or your absolute randomness at times. You are someone who would fight to the death for a friend you just met, even though you are usually pacifistic. You have great traits when it comes to caring for others, and fully taking care of others--skills that would bode well for you becoming a nurse, doctor, psychiatrist or therapist. You tend to love water, and will go swimming the whole summer while it's warm enough! You also don't mind, even if it's cold, you'll jump in anyway.

MICE & OTHER RODENTS ; You guys tend to be even more cutesy and little than rabbits! A lot of you guys seem to be age aggressors due to mental illness, and thus choose a very small, innocent animal as their fursona. These people can also just be generally childlike, innocent and playful, albeit very shy. The other type of rodents are the creepy ass ones who give off a high & mighty vibe, being very confident, swaggering, and even mysterious at times. They're the cool kids you see in school, pretending to be some mysterious goth kid, but really they just learned the goth look a week ago.

GENERAL INSECTS/BUGS ; You tend to be very odd, weirding out the general public more than you do connect with them. You've always felt a strange disconnect between yourself and the world, feeling like you're not really there or like you could be more. You might have transformed from being a totally different person in your past, to being a radically different person now. You tend to rule change and dreams and mystic things, perhaps even being some sort of psychic. You tend to have an extremely open mind and a very welcoming, understanding personality, due to you even seeing the beauty in bugs, which so many find repulsive. This quality will follow you into life, which you must be careful of--don't start trusting everyone you meet. Due to you always seeing the best in everyone, you can get taken advantage of easily.

And now fictional/mythical/extinct/hybrids down here;

DUTCH ANGEL DRAGONS ; Y'all give off a very confident vibe to me, although it's hidden under an exterior of pretend anxiety or hesitancy, which you really don't feel. You're one of those preppy kids who tends to dress girly regardless of gender, can't handle coffee but loves their jasmine tea, likes their succulents planted in their house in cute little DIY decorated plant vases, and wears pastels of colour. You tend to be a bright, vibrant person who sees the best in things, and you can be a little naive due to your extreme and blind happiness that radiates purely from you.

GENERAL DRAGONS ; You tend to intimidate others easily, but this is not something you mean to do whatsoever. In fact, you usually try your best to make friends although you usually scare them off, whether due to being unintentionally too clingy, or just being too awkward in conversation. You tend to have anxiety or different worries about things, but you try and overtake these things with a massive upbeat attitude. Although sometimes, this attitude does falter, and you can become somewhat pessimistic without reminder. Also, like raccoons, ferrets and other similar animals, you love to hoard treasure and things you love, everything from gemstones, to rocks, to bottle caps, to pieces of broken glass--it doesn't matter what it is, if it's collectible, you will collect it.

PROTOGENS/PRIMAGENS ; You guys tend to lean heavily into the Japanese aesthetic, or at least into the vapourwave aesthetic. Perhaps even steampunk! Whatever it is, you follow it heavily. You also tend to be a tech nerd. You can help anyone with any computer problem almost effortlessly, and you even have knowledge of technologies in the recent past such as devices like record players, VHS tapes, etc. that most younger people wouldn't know about (if you are young, or if you're old, you know from experience.). You could even be a hacker of some sort if you wanted to, considering your huge skill with computers. Personality-wise you tend to be very cutesy, excitable and both very very innocent, and yet somehow perverted, at the same time. You most likely speak more than one language. I'm not sure why, but it seems like every protogen or primagen I've met speaks multiple languages, two at least, if not more.

SERGALS ; Very similar to sharks, with some qualities of reptiles. You guys also have the Leo zodiac-like personality type of loving to be loved; being in the spotlight is your favourite thing, no matter what it's for! Due to this, some Sergals will tire of reaching for difficult positive attention, and will start to even accept negative attention as attention they want, then will try and act like a troll on purpose to fuck with people, only to get a reaction. Other times they're just chill and generally relaxed people, although if you threaten their family they become very hostile and very unstable emotionally, quickly.

CRUX ; Due to the history of the species being about being experimented on, and abused, and combined, etc. etc., people who play cruxes tend to be pretty edgy "look at how dark I am!!" people. However not always--sometimes, weirdly, very girly, upbeat & happy people will roleplay cruxes. So it's kind of unsure what you'll get when you interact with one. It's pretty much a 50/50 chance on whether they're upbeat & happy, or dark & brooding. Whatever the case, they tend to be usually neurodivergent, since cruxes are mentally ill if you think about it basically, a lot of people have latched on to them as their comfort species for being mentally ill. Like dogs, you love squeaky toys and also you love piercings, and tattoos, and any body modification you can achieve!

PHOENIXES ; Similar 'emo' type to cruxes--people generally choose phoenixes due to their history of being unbreakable when it comes to physical harm. Due to this, a lot of emo people latched on to them. However there are also regular people who play phoenixes, and they tend to be very regal--if a bit intimidating, and are very ambitious & strong-minded people. They have a fieryness that blazes through to show their phoenix-y nature bubbling underneath the surface.

GRYPHONS ; For some reason, you tend to be very aggressive and domineering individuals--think Bakugo Katsuki from My Hero Academia, the anime. Sometimes you can come off as a huge asshole, but you're really well meaning on the inside, and you try to do your best by everyone--you just seem intimidating and aggressive due to resting bitch face and voice, LOL.

DINOSAURS ; You are an excitable individual, whether that means being angry easily, or hyper easily. You tend to be younger in age, or at least younger in mind, having an innocent heart and somewhat ferocious ambitions. You are strong and untamable when it comes to authority figures bossing you around. Most of the time there's no changing your mind if it's set, and you can be very stubborn, pushy, and audacious at your worst, and at your best; proud, confident, encouraging and passionate!

SKULLDOGS & OTHER SKULLIES ; Similar to phoenixes and cruxes, they tend to attract emo, goth, punk, or scene people, however rarely a bubbly girly person will roleplay one, and usually do it with pastel colours instead of dark. They tend to be somewhat reclusive, but yet enjoy people's company when forced to interact. They are people who don't really give a shit much in most circumstances, but when something gets them stirred up, it gets them up and going quickly. They can be somewhat cold and harsh to those who don't know them well, who know that it's all a façade of intimidation, to drive you away from getting closer to them.

FOLVES & OTHER HYBRIDS ; Similar to foxes, you're an excitable hyper furball that will jump around the room, and meet as many friends, and talk to as many people as you can! You guys seem to have none of the reclusive types of personality traits that foxes usually have, and instead seem to be very pack-bonded people! You love finding lucky things, like a clock or license plate that has triple numbers, or picking up a lucky penny off the street. The little things in life make you very happy.

So what do you think?

Did I get your species correct?

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Limited edition.4 Playing House

[FULL MASTERLIST] [Limited Edition Master list]

Beta: N/A Rating: All audiences Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, Fluffy Fluff, Adventure. Pairing: Bts x Friend!Reader Words: 1.3K

Summary: It is your first time buying proper merchandise, there are new chibi figurines and the first person to order will recieve a limited edition set. But what happens when BTS have gone missing without a trace and a few days later you receive your package. The box says congratulations, you open to find your limited edition figures, they look so lifelike. OH WAIT! it’s cause they are.

Changing slowly and moving from the bathroom to the bedroom once more, you were ready to sleep. The boys were so tiny you were afraid to sleep near them so you took the box they had to arrive in and placed it in the corner of the bed against the wall so they wouldn’t fall and laid their eggs open inside each egg had a soft blanket inside.

Picking up the boys one by one and gently transferring each into their eggs, you carefully tucked them in. You hoped they would be happy with their new home, but didn’t dwell on this thought as you were too tired, opting instead to get into bed and sleep.

You woke early. Your body used to waking up at this hour. You sat up and looking at the dollhouse excitedly, there wasn’t much left to do. So, getting to work you made a few cooking implements for the boys and cut microfibre fabric to make soft towels. Hearing someone stirring, a giddy feeling filled you. You were excited to show the boys what you had made, Hoseok sat up and looked around confused, scared, and then seeming to remember the situation.

“Good morning” You breathed quietly and he yawned his hands stretched above his head.

“ᴳᵒᵒᵈ ᵐᵒʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ,” He said climbing out of the egg and the box freezing "Wow this is cool"

He ran over the lumpy blankets excitedly, you lifted him up onto the desk “Did you make all this yourself?”

“Yeah, I did. And guess what. The bathroom works, that means you have a toilet.”

“How did you get that to work,” He asked and you went into great detail about what you had made and he clapped excitedly at your skills.

“I, um… painted the rooms, I hope you will like the colors before the place looked so old” so I wanted to give you something nice”

“It is honestly really nice” He walked up the stairs. You were working on a small rectangular box in which you slipped your old iPhone inside and placed it in the living room on its side. You plugged the charger in so it was always charged. Hoseok laughed happily washing his face in the bathroom sink.

Shouting about how cool this all was. You were happy he was more comfortable with you. Considering the extreme fear he felt the day before. The two of you were chatting while busily folding and sorting each member’s clothes and putting them in piles.

More of the Bangtan boys started to wake up especially with all the whooping Hoseok was doing. They all had similar reactions to the house and you showed them around, explaining how everything works.

They all agreed to go back to their previous dorm setup, Hoseok and Jimin, Namjoon and Taehyung, Seokjin and Yoongi, and Jungkook on his own.

“Wᴀʜ, you made all this.” Jimin stuck his head out of the bedroom window, you had closed up the house to give them privacy to use the bathroom and get changed in their rooms.

“Wᴏᴡ, it really works” Namjoon’s voice called out loudly from inside the bathroom. Namjoon was impressed by all the hard work and Yoongi seemed impressed by your beds as he had curled up in one and was resting some more.

The boys took their time and you told them to use the phone to message you and you went about your day making breakfast and you brought it to your room and froze standing outside their house.

It was a strange sentence and a strange situation having their house in your bedroom. “Taking the tiny door knocker you tapped it three times?”

“Cᴏᴍɪɴɢ” a voice called and the door opened and they all stepped out. “Is everything okay?”

“Hello I am y/n from next door, I see you moved into the neighborhood and I thought I might introduce myself” you were feeling playful, and when you saw some of the boys smiling you pressed further.

“It is a really nice neighborhood, I am actually in charge of neighborhood watch, so if you see anyone suspicious let me know” Namjoon crossed his little arms and put on a serious face.

“I see, we heard this was a good area” he played along.

“Perfect little estate if I do say so myself,” you sat on the bed and placed the plate onto the desk. They gathered around the plate filled with tiny pancakes you had made with a few drops of batter in the pan. You tried to make everything to their portion size and they grinned.

Sitting on the bed you watched them eat happily. “Do you need warm water? I can fill your bath with warm water?” they looked up excited and you grinned taking one of the bottles and filling it with hot water and bringing it back. Be careful the water is really warm”

They started heading inside and you grinned bringing a small cup of washing powder for clothes and you grinned asking them to throw their clothes into a basket and you would wash them. You took their clothes with the powdered soap and began spinning them in a salad spinner full of warm water. It was a gift you had received one Christmas that you never used.

You smiled, tipping the water out and filling it with fresh water as a sort of rinse. You tipped that water out and spun the clothes to get as much water out as you could. This gift is finally being put to use and not for what it was intended.

Once the clothes were spun you handed them back to the boys and created a little clothes hanger behind their house to privately hang their clothes.

Hoseok and Jungkook took the basket and went out the back when you heard a shriek. Something blood curdling, and when you peered around the back of the house you saw a huntsman spider they were mostly harmless and tended to run away from humans but this one didn’t.

Hoseok was pressed against the house and Jungkook was protecting him holding a popsicle stick pointed at the spider trying to scare it away.

You got a cup and a bit of leftover card from your craft and you carried the spider out to the garden before coming back. It was funny how the spider was the size of a small dog to the chibi boys.

When you reentered you promised Hobi he was safe and went about checking for any more spiders. The group inside had peeked out to see the incident each a little shaken.

“I am going to go out, do you boys need or want anything?” You grinned sliding your backpack on your shoulders.

“Lᴇᴛ ᴜs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ,” Seokjin shouted, running out the front of the house, his arm stretched almost impossibly wide.

The others all followed in a similar fashion except Jungkook and Yoongi who walked over, looking hopeful. “I want to go out and get some things if that is okay?”

“I want to go outside the world is so cool when your small” Jungkook grinned

You hummed looking at them and your backpack shaking your head. You opened your closet until you found what you were looking for.

It was an old set of overalls that were dark blue and had a number of pockets on the front which you never thought would come in handy.

The boys cheered excited at the thought of going out exploring. How could you say no to their little squishy faces? They each piled into a pocket and sat down out of sight. It did seem like you had a bunch of oranges of something stuffed into the front but you paid it no mind.

You headed out taking your bike wear and placed them in the front basket. Riding leisurely you didn’t feel like taking the car today, you pulled up outside the large shopping district. Locking up your bike you took them inside and grinned walking past all the shops to the Asian grocery just down the end of the mall.

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edgewaterfarmcsa · 3 years

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FALL CSA WEEK 4

- p i c k l i s t -

BUTTERNUT SQUASH - NAPA CABBAGE - GREEN CABBAGE - PURPLE TOP TURNIPS - CARROTS -

HOT PEPPER - FENNEL - LETTUCE - RED ONIONS - POTATOES - PARSLEY

There is very little for me to report on right now other than, hello snow. The headlines are a buzz with election day predictions (written on TUESDAY). So to get through the next 48 hours, I will put my head towards the ground, pick vegetables, wash vegetables, and pack them into boxes because no matter what the results of this very important election are, our job at Edgewater is to grow food and nurture the land. So that is what we will do and keep on doing forever and ever, amen (this sentiment is really turning out to be my 2020 mantra). ALSO, to complement the stress picking happening today, I offer so many recipes for stress cooking to get you through the week! PRO-TIP FOR GUT HEALTH, ferment all the veggies.

HOT TIPS:

Ashkenazi kimchi

From the (best) cookbook that uplifts my heritage,

THE GEFILTE MANIFESTO by Jeffrey Yoskowitz and Liz Alpern

JENNY’S NOTE: THIS RECIPE IS EXCELLENT. This ferment, inspired by Korea and Eastern Europe, presents a very delicious kimchi that my WHOLE FAMILY (kiddos and all) love. We put on/in everything (soups, sandwiches, eggs, tacos, etc…)

1 pound green cabbage, outer leaves removed, cored and thinly shredded

1 pound napa cabbage, outer leaves removed, cored and coarsely chopped

1 pound turnips, halved and cut into ¼ inch thick half moons

1 pound carrots cut into ¼ inch thick rounds

2 scallions, sliced

8 cups water

½ cup kosher salt

FOR THE PASTE

1 medium red onion, quartered

4 garlic cloves

2 chile peppers, fresh or dried, mild to hot based on your preference

1 tablespoon hot hungarian paprika (optional)

3 tablespoons grated peeled fresh ginger

Place the prepared vegetables in a large bowl. In a separate container, combine the water and salt and stir until the salt has dissolved. Pour the saltwater brine over the vegetables, weigh down the vegetables to ensure that they stay below the brine, and let sit at room temperature for 1.5 hours.

Drain the vegetables, reserving 1 cup of brine, and return them to the bowl.

TO MAKE THE PASTE: In a food processor, combine all the paste ingredients and process for about 15 seconds, or until the ingredients break down to form a rough paste. If you don’t have a food processor, you can do this using mortar and pestle.

Using a wooden spoon or your hands, coat the vegetables with the paste. Once well coated, pack the vegetables very tightly into two quart size jars or a small ceramic croc so that the brine rises to cover them. If there is not enough liquid in the jar to keep the vegetables submerged, pour in enough of the reserved brine to cover them.

CREATE A SEAL: If fermenting in a crock use a plate or wooden board to force the vegetables beneath the brine. Top with a clean glass growler or jar filled with water to ensure that the weight applies pressure on the vegetables keeping them submerged. If fermenting in a jar, use a smaller jar filled with water to do the same. Cover with a towel to keep out dust and bugs. Let the kimchi ferment on our kitchen counter, out of direct sunlight, for 4 to 7 days, or longer to taste. Fermentation times vary significantly with temperature, so it is critical to taste the kimchi each day after 2 days. When the kimchi reaches the desired taste, cover the jar and refrigerate. Kimchi will remain delicious in your fridge for up to 6 months.

ALSO, SAUERRUBEN:

A purely turnip ferment that is so so good and really plays up the horseradish notes inherent of the turnip

2 pounds whole turnips

1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon kosher salt

Using the medium hole in box grater or the shredder on a food processor, shred the turnips, mixing the shreds with your hands to coat evenly with salt. Continue to mix with your hands for a few minutes more, pressing down occasionally to release more liquid. Take a fistful of shredded turnips and squeeze- if liquid oozes out, then you’re ready.

Place the turnips in a quart sized jar, being careful not to lose any of the liquid. (A canning funnel helps avoid spills.) Create a seal using a smaller jar that fits into the mouth of the quart size jar, fill it with water, and place on top of turnips to force them beneath the brine and to ensure that the weight applies pressure, keeping the turnip shreds submerged. Cover with a towel to keep out dust and bugs. Let the turnips sit at room temperature for 3 to 6 days. Taste after 3 days to see if it’s sour enough for your liking. If not, reseal and taste daily.

Once the desired flavor is reached, cover the jar and refrigerate. Note that the top layer may dry out. If this happens, just scrape it off. Sauerruben will remain delicious in the refrigerator for up to 3 months.

1 pound small turnips, trimmed, scrubbed, cut into 1” wedges 2 tablespoons white miso

2 tablespoons unsalted butter 1 teaspoon sugar

Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice

Combine turnips, miso, butter, and sugar in a medium skillet, then add water just to cover vegetables. Season with salt and pepper.

Bring to a boil over medium-high heat and cook turnips, turning occasionally, until they are tender and liquid is evaporated, 15–20 minutes.

Once all the liquid has cooked off, keep cooking turnips, tossing occasionally, until they are golden brown and caramelized and the sauce thickens and glazes the vegetables, about 5 minutes longer.

Add lemon juice and a splash of water to pan and swirl to coat turnips. Season with salt and pepper.

LENTIL, CABBAGE, AND FETA SALAD WITH FRIZZLED ONIONS BY LUKAS VOLGER from his book start simple

JENNY’S NOTE: This was the salad of the summer at our house!! We made a mess of it on Fridays and would eat it for 3 days after. Also, since Summer returns on Thursday (HALLELUJAH 60 DEGREES!!) I suggest you make, eat, and pretend we live in the tropics as long as possible until the temps drop and seasonal shifts happen.

½ cup brown, black or dark green lentils

Salt

½ medium white or yellow onion

Olive oil

5 cups sliced cabbage

¼ teaspoon sugar

2 tablespoons red or white wine vinegar

2 teaspoons dijon mustard

¼ teaspoon honey

½ cup crumbled feta cheese

1.2 cup coarsely chopped toasted almonds

½ cup parsley leaves or dill fronds

Combine the lentils with 1 cup water and ½ teaspoon salt in a small saucepan. Bring to a simmer, cover, and cook until tender, 12 to 18 minutes, depending on which lentils you use. Drain off and liquid left in the pan and allow to cool.

Meanwhile, slice the onion into paper-thin wasps, preferably using a mandolin, or working carefully with a chef’s knife. Warm about ¼ inch of the olive oil in a small skillet over medium heat. Dip a piece of onion into it to ensure it’s properly hot- it should sizzle immediately- then add all the onions. Cook, stirring often with a fork, until they get crispy and turn a reddish-brown color, 10 to 20 minutes. Watch carefully for the final few minutes, as they burn easily. Use a slotted spoon to transfer them to a paper towel- lined plate and sprinkle with salt. SAVE THE OIL!

When the oil has cooled until it’s safe to handle, strain it through a fine mesh sieve or coffee filter to remove all solids into a glass jar (I use a 3-inch strainer for this task).

Toss the cabbage, ½ teaspoon of salt, and the sugar in a colander and let soften for 15 to 30 minutes, then gently press with a spatula to drain off excess liquid.

Combine the vinegar, mustard, and honey in a jar, along with the 3 tablespoons of the cooled onion-cooking oil. Shake to emulsify.

Fold the cabbage, lentils, cheese, almonds, and parsley leaves with most of the dressing in a serving bowl. Taste and add more dressing if needed. Pile the frizzled onions on top, tossing them into the salad at the table it’s being served.

Fennel gives this salad it's signature crunch and lends a sweetness to balance the red onions and parsley.

1 cup loosely packed fresh flat-leaf parsley leaves 1 medium fennel bulb halved lengthwise, thinly sliced

1 small red onion, halved lengthwise and thinly sliced into half-moons 3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice

1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil 1/2 teaspoon celery seeds

Coarse salt and freshly ground pepper

Prepare a large ice-water bath. Put parsley, fennel, and onion in a colander, and set in ice-water bath. Let soak 10 minutes. Drain, and transfer to a salad spinner. Spin until dry, and transfer to a serving bowl. Add lemon juice, oil, and celery seeds; toss to combine. Season with salt and pepper.

AND IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF ANY OF THE ABOVE SALADS, AND YOU DO NOT WISH TO FERMENT,

THEN ROAST ALL YOUR VEGGIES AND YOU WILL be so pumped.

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Merguez Sausage and Cumin Lentils with Dandelion Greens.

Hello everybody, it is Louise, welcome to my recipe site. Today, we're going to prepare a special dish, merguez sausage and cumin lentils with dandelion greens. It is one of my favorites food recipes. For mine, I am going to make it a little bit tasty. This will be really delicious.

Merguez Sausage and Cumin Lentils with Dandelion Greens is one of the most favored of current trending meals in the world. It's appreciated by millions every day. It is easy, it is quick, it tastes delicious. Merguez Sausage and Cumin Lentils with Dandelion Greens is something that I've loved my whole life. They're fine and they look fantastic.

To get started with this particular recipe, we must prepare a few components. You can cook merguez sausage and cumin lentils with dandelion greens using 13 ingredients and 10 steps. Here is how you cook that.

The ingredients needed to make Merguez Sausage and Cumin Lentils with Dandelion Greens:

{Take 2 Tbsp of olive oil.

{Take 1 lb of merguez sausages.

{Take 2 tsp of whole cumin seeds.

{Prepare 1 of onion, diced.

{Take 1 of fresh cayenne, diced or 1/2 tsp dried red chile flakes.

{Prepare 4 cloves of garlic, minced.

{Get 3 cups of chicken stock.

{Take 28 oz of can of whole peeled tomatoes, crushed.

{Take 2 Tbsp of fresh oregano, minced.

{Prepare 1 cup of dry lentils.

{Get 1 bunch of dandelion greens.

{Take 2 tsp of sherry vinegar.

{Make ready 1/2 cup of cilantro.

Instructions to make Merguez Sausage and Cumin Lentils with Dandelion Greens:

Dandelion greens are grown in sandy soils. After cutting your greens, place them in a bowl or salad spinner and fill with cold water. Agitate with your hands to dislodge the sand. Remove the greens and and let the sand settle to the bottom. Pour the sandy water out. Repeat until the water runs clear and sand free and then once more. Spin or shake the excess water off the greens..

Heat the oil in a Dutch oven over medium high heat and add the sausages to brown..

Turn the sausages and once brown, remove to a bowl. It's ok they're not fully cooked. They will finish later..

In the oil left in the dutch oven, add the cumin seeds and reduce heat to medium. Cook for 30 seconds..

Add the onions and season with 1 tsp salt and cook while scraping up the brown bits for ~10 min.

Add the garlic and red peppers. Cook 30 seconds.

Add the stock. If you dont have stock on hand, use 3 cups of water and 1 cube each of Bou chicken and Bou vegetable bouillon. Hand crush the tomatoes and add them along with the lentils and oregano. Bring to a simmer over low heat and roughly 1-2 tsp of salt to taste. cook for 30 min uncovered to reduce the stock.

Add the dandelion greens and mix. Cover and cook until wilted... about 3 minutes..

Add the sausages back, add the vinegar and and cover to cook for 10 min.

Plate with slice sausages, sprinkle with cilantro, and dress with a drizzle of high quality olive oil and cracked pepper..

So that's going to wrap this up with this special food merguez sausage and cumin lentils with dandelion greens recipe. Thanks so much for reading. I'm confident that you can make this at home. There's gonna be more interesting food at home recipes coming up. Remember to bookmark this page on your browser, and share it to your family, colleague and friends. Thank you for reading. Go on get cooking!

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oldmythos · 7 years

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Commission for @quiddid, who asked for Heith. I had way too much fun sending these two to a carnival <3. I hope you enjoy, and thank you for the support!

Keith tried his best not to be awkward.

He’d been awkward when Hunk had asked him out, he’d been awkward when Hunk picked him up in his 2001 dull gold Toyota Corolla, forgetting to put his seatbelt on, sitting quietly in the passenger seat. Hunk had reminded him.

Stupid, who forgets their seatbelt?

He’d made some joke about being too used to his bike, and that there wasn’t a seatbelt on it. Hunk had indulged him with a laugh and Keith tried his best not to blush. The date had just begun and he was already blushing. They’d parked and gotten in line with only small talk from Hunk and a lot of silence from Keith

He couldn’t figure out what to do with his hands. Did they go in his pockets? No, that looked uncomfortable.

I am uncomfortable.

No, but he didn’t want to look uncomfortable. If he kept shifting around, kept moving his hands to different, equally uncomfortable positions, Hunk would figure out that he’d never been on a date.

(Keep reading below the cut)

Somewhere between crossed arms and back in his pockets, Hunk grabbed his hand. Keith stilled as Hunk threaded their fingers together, Hunk’s hand dwarfing his own.

“Why are you so nervous?”

He knows.

Keith coughed. “I’ve just never—“ he stopped himself. “I’ve never been to a carnival.”

Hunk gasped and brought his hands, one still holding Keith’s, up to his mouth.

“Keith!” he yelled, glee evident in his wide smile and shining eyes, “this is your first time at a carnival! Oh, I’m going to show you everything.”

Keith could do nothing but smile with him, wide-eyed, as the line slowly moved forward and Hunk described all the amazing things held on the other side of the ticket booth.

“…and funnel cakes! Keith, have you ever had funnel cakes?”

Keith was too busy smiling, watching Hunk’s face, to notice that he was supposed to respond now. Hunk looked at him and he was just caught by the warmth in his eyes. They were still holding hands.

“Keith?”

He snapped back into focus and shook his head. “Sorry, what?”

Hunk laughed. It was just such a rich, happy sound. Keith loved it.

“I asked if you’ve ever had a funnel cake.”

Keith pinched his brow. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what that is. Maybe?”

Hunk gasped again.

“You would know if you’d had a funnel cake. Oh, I’m so excited!” He was practically bouncing. They were next in line. “I’m going to show you all of the food, all the rides, rides first though, you don’t want to go in the salad spinner after a funnel cake, and let me tell you, that’s a second date story if there ever was one. Oh, but it’s so fitting now!”

Hunk paused his story to buy both of their tickets. Keith’s hand felt empty for that brief minute, but then Hunk’s hand was back in his, warm and soft and all encompassing. They entered through the big, neon archway that screamed “COUNTY FAIR” in bright colors, faded a bit by the sun but no less exciting.

It smelled like oil and people, a heavy sweetness under it all. They were technically in a field in the middle of nowhere, but it was overwhelming. Keith didn’t know what to look at first. The sun was just starting to set, casting the stalls and rides in shadow. He followed a carriage of the ferris wheel up, over to the drop ride and the spinning swings.

When he turned to Hunk, he was just watching him with a grin.

“What do you want to do first?”

Keith let out a short, disbelieving laugh, trying to take it all in, and covered his mouth. “There’s a lot going on here.”

Hunk laughed, slung his arm around Keith’s thin shoulders, and pulled him in close. “Let’s start with the swings.”

Keith wasn’t entirely sure what Hunk was talking about a lot of the time, but he just got so excited by his words. Hunk could talk for hours about centrifugal force, the specific numbers and ratios, the exact reason that the swings worked in the way they did, and Keith didn’t even need to know what he was talking about to get excited with him.

They sat next to each other. Hunk let go of his hand to hold onto the chains in front of him. He closed his eyes with a smile. Keith didn’t have time to ask any questions about it, because then they were moving.

Keith felt his feet leave the ground, and then he was spinning, raising higher and higher in the sky. A laugh burst from his chest as the centrifugal force Hunk was just talking about pulled him sideways. He could see it all, the sun setting pink and orange on the horizon, the people, just dashes in his vision as he spun past them. The lights were becoming bright as night fell, painting the fairground in volume. He heard the screams of joy from the drop ride, from the group of kids a few seats behind him.

And to his side, there was Hunk, eyes closed but chin up. He was just breathing it in.

Keith blinked. He looked back in front of him, the bright lights and the sunset, and he closed his eyes.

He felt the wind on his face. It smelled different up here, cleaner and lighter than it did in the heart of the fairground. The air whooshed past his ears and the sounds were so much clearer.

It was peaceful.

The ride slowed, came to a stop, and Keith finally opened up his eyes once more. Hunk was pulling himself out of his seat and Keith quickly followed.

On the other side of the gate, Keith grabbed Hunk’s hand in his own. Hunk beamed down at him.

“Was it fun?”

“It was amazing.” His response was breathless and excited, his cheeks unashamedly red.

They went on ride after ride and after every single one, Keith talked a little bit more, and Hunk let himself talk a little bit less.

Hunk gave Keith a hard no on the drop ride, and Keith just laughed, putting himself under Hunk’s arm.

“Then what do we do next?”

Hunk pulled him in the direction of the food stalls.

They shared a massive pickle. Both of them tried to keep the dick jokes to a minimum, but it was right there. Hunk was the first to break. He started laughing mid bite.

“It looks like a dick!”

Keith doubled over in laughter. Hunk didn’t even have to try to be funny to make him laugh. They moved on to the corndogs, and this time, when Hunk handed it to him, Keith was the one who got to say it, blank faced.

“Wow, it looks like a dick.”

Giggling was kind of unfamiliar for Keith, but Hunk’s unabashed laughter brought it out in him.

The food was delicious, and by the time they made it to funnel cakes, Keith was too full for another bite.

“Huuunk,” he whined, hanging off of Hunk’s shoulder, “no more food, I can’t take it.”

Hunk shook his head.

“You’re not allowed to tap out until you at the very least try it.”

Keith groaned and hung his head.

“One bite.”

Keith rolled his eyes but nodded, the heavy feeling in his stomach just on the edge of overwhelming.

The smell of the fried confection they were served on a greasy paper plate cut right through it, and Keith was finally able to identify the undercurrent of sweet that permeated the festival.

Hunk broke off a piece, careful not to shake the powdered sugar loose. He held it out to Keith and gave him an expectant look.

Keith delicately took it from his hand, took a breath, and took a bite.

His moan was far from decent, eyes rolling up into his head.

“Oh my god, Hunk.”

Hunk nodded and took a piece for himself.

They weren’t able to finish it, but they got a lot more down than Keith expected. They wandered past the games, the many colored lights highlighting every single side of them in a different shade of red, pink, blue, green, stark against the night that surrounded the fair.

At the end of the night, when Hunk dropped him back off at the dorms and walked him to the door, their kiss tasted like powdered sugar.

My commissions are still open!

#myth writes #heith #hunk #keith #heith fic #myth commissions #first time i've written these two #and i love them so much

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tentbat8-blog · 5 years

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Lighter Caesar Salad Recipe (no eggs!)

If eating raw eggs makes you uneasy, this caesar salad recipe is for you. This caesar salad is bright, fresh, full of flavor and much lighter than a traditional caesar salad.

I’m sharing my go-to recipe for healthy caesar salad dressing plus how-to make crispy roasted chickpeas (which is a fun, nutrient-dense swap for croutons!).

I’ve been a fan of caesar salad for years. I love the bright, fresh, briny flavor of a great caesar salad dressing and how they are are hearty enough to be a main meal, yet still fill light and satisfying.

I’m excited to share some of my tips for making your caesar salad super nutritious (and obviously, delicious!).

Let’s do this!

My approach to a lighter caesar salad starts with the dressing and finishes with roasted chickpeas.

I lighten things up in the caesar dressing by using a mix of plain Greek and mayonnaise as the base (no raw eggs in this recipe!).

Then, I kick up the nutritional profile by swapping out a traditional crouton with some crispy roasted chickpeas.

These simple swaps create a caesar salad that is lighter, fresher and even more delicious then the original.

Pre-heat over to 400ºF.

Drain and rinse chickpeas.

Dry chickpeas by rolling them around on a lint-free dish towel.

Transfer onto a rimmed baking sheet.

Drizzle with olive oil and season with salt and pepper.

Toss them around to coat the chickpeas with the oil and spices.

Bake for 30 minutes, giving the pan a shake half way through.

That’s it! Not only do these crispy, plant based, roasted chickpeas taste great on caesar salad, but they are also a delicious snack.

Consider doubling the recipe and then storing the extra chickpeas in an airtight container. They make a fabulous head-start ingredient.

Combine plain Greek yogurt and mayonnaise in a small spouted cup or bowl.

Add in anchovy paste, garlic, dijon, Worcestershire, lemon juice, extra virgin olive oil, parmesan cheese, salt and pepper.

Stir everything together until you have a thick and creamy caesar dressing.

If you don’t use all the dressing on your salad, store the remainder in an airtight container (I like using mason jars). This dressing will last up to one week in your fridge.

Combine chopped romaine and fennel in a large bowl. The fennel is optional but trust me when I tell you it works do well in this salad.

Drizzle on the caesar dressing. You may not need it all, so start small and add as you go.

Toss the salad together, coating all of the veggies with the dressing.

Sprinkle roasted chickpeas over the top.

Serve and enjoy!

If you want to bulk up the dish a little more, try topping this salad with my lemon garlic baked chicken or some crispy baked tofu. Both are great options to round out the meal!

Please leave a comment below and let me know what you think. And don’t forget to snap a picture and tag me on Instagram or FaceBook using #cleananddelicious. I just LOVE seeing what you are cooking in your very own clean and delicious kitchen.

Yield: 4 servings

Prep Time:15 minutes

Cook Time:30 minutes

Total Time:45 minutes

Ingredients:

Caesar Salad Recipe

3 hearts of romaine

2 fennel bulbs

Caesar Salad Dressing

1/3 cup yogurt

2 tablespoons mayonnaise

2 teaspoons anchovy paste

1 clove crushed garlic

1 teaspoon dijon mustard

1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce

2 tablespoons lemon juice

2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil

3 tablespoons parmesan cheese

1/4 pepper + salt

Roasted Chickpeas

1 can garbanzo beans

1 tablespoons olive oil

salt and pepper to taste

Directions:

Caesar Salad

Chop and wash your romaine lettuce before running it through your salad spinner. Be sure the lettuce is nice and dry and then pop it into a nice big bowl.

Trim tops off the fennel, slice in half lengthwise and cut out the core. Then slice each half in half again and cut into quarter moons and add the romaine.

Caesar Salad Dressing

In a small bowl or spouted cup, combine yogurt, mayonnaise, anchovy paste, garlic, dijon, Worcestershire, lemon juice, extra virgin olive oil, parmesan cheese, salt and pepper.

Stir until you have a thick, creamy salad dressing.

Roasted Chickpeas

Pre-heat over to 400ºF.

Drain and rinse chickpeas. Lay them on a lint-free dishtowel and roll them around to dry them off.

Transfer onto a rimmed baking sheet, drizzle with olive oil and season with salt and pepper. Toss them around to coat the chickpeas with the oil and spices.

Pop in the oven and bake for 30 minutes, giving the pan a shake half way through.

Salad Assembly

Drizzle the dressing over the salad and gently toss to coat all the veggies with the dressing. You may not need all of the dressing. I suggest starting with half and then adding more as needed/wanted.

Store extra dressing in an airtight container. It will last up to one week in your fridge!

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biofunmy · 4 years

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The Best Things We Bought in 2019

Put everything in its place

YouCopia Storemore Adjustable Bakeware Rack ($20 at the time of publication)

After months of carefully extracting sheet trays, cutting boards, a pizza stone, and a pie plate from a stacked, wobbling, Jenga-like tower, I bought the YouCopia Storemore Adjustable Bakeware Rack, from our small kitchen ideas guide. This bakeware rack immediately brings order to chaos with its foolproof assembly and adjustable tines, which let you fit many pieces of gear of different sizes vertically within the rack. Now there’s no excuse to pile stuff helter-skelter, and it’s so much easier to find and reach for what I need for the task at hand, whether that’s baking off a salted honey pie or roasting some sausage, greens, and peppers for a sheet-pan dinner.

— Anna Perling, staff writer

Pressure wash everything

Sun Joe SPX3000 Electric Pressure Washer ($135 at the time of publication)

I’d had our budget pressure washer pick sitting in my online shopping cart for a little over a year — I could never quite justify buying it because I thought we’d use it for the one thing we needed it for and then it would languish unused, dusty and forgotten. But I needed to wash my deck, so I finally caved and ordered it because the situation was getting dire and rentals seemed like a hassle. I am happy to report I have now also pressure washed everything in my backyard: the car, the exterior house walls, the bird bath, our outdoor furniture, the grill … the list just keeps growing. My neighbors have also borrowed it, because they’ve seen me outside washing everything and can’t resist how easy it looks to wash years of accumulated grime off things. (And a little neighborly camaraderie feels pretty good.) So if you too have been looking for a project to sink hours into, look no further.

— Daniela Gorny, associate managing editor

Safer, smarter knife storage

Benchcrafted Mag-Blok ($40 for the 12-inch size at the time of publication)

My New York apartment kitchen has no drawers. As such, my knives were piled atop one another inside what was meant to be a wine cubby (why, architects?). That was bad for a few reasons: First, the knives could nick or dull by banging together, and second, it’s dangerous to reach into a pile of sharp knives (duh). I bought the Benchcrafted Mag-Blok, which we recommend in our small kitchen ideas guide, so I could reach for knives quickly and easily, store them more safely, and incentivize myself to immediately dry my knives after cleaning them instead of leaving them on the dish rack. Plus, the Mag-Blok is as sleek as a piece of heirloom furniture, and it’s something I know I’ll keep for a long time.

— Anna Perling, staff writer

A bike that takes the place of a car

Urban Arrow Family ($6,700 at the time of publication)

This summer my family moved to Amsterdam, a city where owning a car is expensive but bike lanes are ubiquitous. This cargo bike (or bakfiets in Dutch) lets me take my 2- and 4-year-old to school or around town, rain or shine, without our having to buy a second car. In addition to a bench seat with two safety harnesses, the Urban Arrow Family has a Bosch electric assist motor, making it easier for me to pedal, and a rain cover for the bucket so the kids stay warm and dry and get to school in style, with room left over for their school bags or a load of groceries. As for their chauffeur, well, I’ve made good use of our guide to gear for foul-weather bike commuting.

— Nathan Edwards, senior editor

A book to make you rethink everything

“How to Do Nothing: Resisting the Attention Economy” ($16 at the time of publication)

I buy only those books that I want to revisit; I prefer to borrow from my local library. But I know I will be meditating on Jenny Odell’s “How to Do Nothing: Resisting the Attention Economy” for years to come (plus, there were too many library holds to wait). Despite the hot-pink, flowery cover and the clickbait title, this book is a cry to reconsider the politics and philosophies behind how people live in a digital world. Odell seamlessly weaves together anecdotes about visiting California’s natural gems with literary theory and insights into how big data uses human consciousness. She makes it all click — and will make you question your own clicking.

— Anna Perling, staff writer

A reliably great iPhone charger

RAVPower Wireless Charging Stand RP-PC069 ($50 at the time of publication)

I had a problem: The flimsy iPhone charger that comes standard with new Apple devices kept sliding behind my nightstand. The solution: the sharp and sturdy RAVPower Wireless Charging Stand RP-PC069. It looks great, charges fast, and is solid enough that it’s never in danger of sliding behind furniture — even when my frenzied daughter is doing her patented flips and “super swoops” on my bed. Also, can we all just admit that it’s a pain to plug that little charging cable into the tiny slot on your phone? My wife initially made fun of me on this latter point: “Oh, it’s sooo hard to plug your phone in, boo hoo.” But I had the last laugh. After several nights of her watching me easily plunk my phone down on this handsome wireless charger while she searched for her cord behind her nightstand and then futzed with plugging it in, she relented and ordered a RAVPower of her own. It’s the little things in life ….

— Ben Frumin, editor in chief

Fresh dried greens

OXO Good Grips Salad Spinner ($30 at the time of publication)

I’ve struggled with washing lettuce for years, stubbornly rinsing, shaking, paper-toweling, fumbling, and cursing my way through the task. The end result was always a bit too waterlogged, a smidgen too gritty, a lot all over the place. No more. In an effort to up my greens-cleaning game, I bought the OXO Good Grips Salad Spinner, from our guide to the best salad spinners, and I haven’t looked back. The spinning mechanism is surprisingly satisfying, a grippy bottom keeps the bowl (which doubles as a serving bowl) in place, and it handles everything from lacinato kale to beet greens with care. “This is a crazy thing,” said my kid, “but I love it!” Enough said.

— Ingrid Skjong, staff writer

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The Best Tossed Salad - Spend With Pennies

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The Best Tossed Salad is a healthy and refreshing side dish full of crisp fresh veggies! You can serve this easy side salad with everything from Pork Tenderloin to Baked Chicken Thighs.

With so many colorfully crunchy options, this simple tossed salad recipe can also be a meal in itself topped with your favorite proteins from shrimp to Grilled Chicken Breast!

Great tossed salad recipes are a staple, really versatile and start with the freshest and crispest of ingredients! From an Easy Italian Salad to a simple Cucumber Dill Salad, they make the perfect fresh side dish!

What to Add to a Tossed Salad

BASE (Greens or Lettuce)

When making a tossed salad start with your base…the greens! There are so many options! Iceberg lettuce is super crunchy because it is so water-dense, but as far as nutrition and color goes, it’s on the simpler classic side.

Romaine, endive, baby spinach, radicchio, and arugula are not only super nutritious and fun, but add a colorful component to a tossed salad. You can easily find this combination of greens called ‘Spring Mix’ at your local supermarket.

Salad Vegetables

When choosing veggies, go for a combination of colors and textures. Choose something juicy and something crunchy and add in a rainbow of oranges, reds and greens!

Juicy – tomatoes, cucumbers,

Crunchy – bell peppers, radish, celery,

Sweet – roasted butternut squash, fruits, berries

Colorful – beets, purple cabbage, shredded carrot

Flavorful – onions (green/red/white), fresh herbs

Flavor Boosters

Flavor boosters keep your salad from being boring! This adds in the smoky, nutty, cheesy flavors.

Olives (Nicoise, Kalamata, black or green) – salty

Toasted nuts (pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds, walnuts or almonds) – nutty (of course)

Bacon – smoky/salty

Dried Fruits – sweet, chewy

Cheese – creamy, salty (goat cheese and feta are my favorites)

Homemade Croutons

There are so many more things that you can add, it’s hards to list them all! Let yourself be creative and try adding your favorites into this salad there is no wrong addition here.

How to Toss a Salad

This tossed vegetable salad recipe is chock full of the healthy stuff you love without being too time consuming to put together. I prewash my lettuce and keep it fresh in the fridge for days by washing it in icy cold water, giving it a spin in a salad spinner and placing it in a freezer bag with paper towel. Depending on the variety it can stay fresh for a couple of weeks.

To make salad ahead of time, prepare your tossed salad and place it in a bowl. Cover with a damp paper towel and refrigerate for a couple of hours. If it’s going to be longer than a couple of hours, cover with plastic wrap.

What Kind of Dressing Goes on a Tossed Salad?

A simple vinaigrette is all you need to bring out the individual flavors of each component to this salad. In a jar or salad dressing cruet, shake up some olive oil, vinegar (cider, balsamic, or white), some honey and a dash of salt and pepper to taste and gently add to the salad.

Other Favorite Dressings

Tossed Salad

You can customize this salad with whatever veggies you have on hand making it the perfect way to utilize your fresh veggies!

8 cups lettuce

1 cup cucumber

1 cup tomatoes

1 cup mixed vegetables radish, shredded carrot, purple cabbage

2 tablespoons almonds or sunflower seeds toasted

Dressing

1/4 cup olive oil

2 tablespoons vinegar cider, balsamic or white

1 teaspoon honey

seasoned salt & pepper to taste

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Place all salad ingredients in a large bowl.

Place dressing ingredients in a small bowl and whisk until well mixed.

Toss salad with dressing to taste and serve immediately.

Nutrition Information

Calories: 214, Fat: 16g, Saturated Fat: 2g, Sodium: 38mg, Potassium: 468mg, Carbohydrates: 15g, Fiber: 4g, Sugar: 5g, Protein: 4g, Vitamin A: 67.4%, Vitamin C: 18.1%, Calcium: 5.9%, Iron: 8.1%

(Nutrition information provided is an estimate and will vary based on cooking methods and brands of ingredients used.)

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