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rosescries · 2 years

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Oh! If that’s the case then what human food would the bois preference be towards? If their human friend brought some food for them? :o

They can basically be sorted into two categories: Greasy and Sweet.

The Sans gravitate towards the greasy foods while the Papyrus lean more towards sweets. There is a bit of differences in what they prefer exactly, especially in the Papyrus case. Though they'll love anything you make yourself, no matter what it is. ;)

Rest under the cut because of length.

First we'll go with the grease lovers. Anything that drips in grease is typically good for them, but they do have their favorites. You still can never go wrong with a burger for any of them though, since they like these other things just a smidgen more. Though it's more like a secret love.

Classic (Undertale Sans)- A classic burger or fries is always his favorite, tried and true. He'll eat them up very quickly, then give you the puppy dog eyes in an attempt to get you to share yours.

Blue (Underswap Sans)- Taco egg rolls. He tried them once and couldn't get enough, and he'll love you forever if you bring him some. He'll definitely share if you ask though!

Red (Underfell Sans)- He actually really likes fried chicken, though he's not sure what it is about them. He likes the crunchy skin a lot and the tender insides.

Black (Swapfell Sans)- Honestly, anything from like the McDonalds menu. You literally can't go wrong here.

Grey (Horrortale Sans)- Barbeque chicken sliders. He just loves them, though he'd honestly love anything you bring him.

Lilac (Underlust Sans)- This might be crossing the sections a bit, but he really likes funnel cakes. Especially with a lot of the sugar and grease of it mixed, and a bit of chocolate syrup drizzled over it. And yes, he will share if you ask him to.

Cobalt (Outertale Sans)- Hot dogs. He doesn't really get why, but just dress it up a bit and he loves it. Especially with some potato chips he can stick in the bun with it.

Remix (Dancetale Sans)- Deep dish pizzas. It doesn't really matter what toppings are on it, he mainly likes gooey cheese and sauce. You could get him a plain cheese pizza and he'd be just as happy as if it had every topping available on it.

Guns (Mobtale Sans)- He has the most expensive taste I think, though the garbage food works too. But he likes lamb and steak a lot, though he's not going to argue if you bring something else. The more tender it is, the better.

G (Gaster!Sans)- He actually really likes bacon. He just likes chewing on it really, not much more to it than that.

Now for the sweet loving Papyrus. Though some of them don't mind grease either (Like Mutt who really likes chili dogs), they overall prefer something sweet to snack on. Mostly candies, but a variety works!

Prime (Undertale Papyrus)- Cinnamon rolls, especially when they're warm and gooey. It's a bit of a guilty pleasure, but he'll never turn one down.

Stretch (Underswap Papyrus)- Cookies. Any kind works, but he'd like white chocolate chip cookies a lot. He just prefers them more.

Edge (Underfell Papyrus)- He really likes pies and it doesn't really matter all that much about the kind. Though crème pies are a definite favored. He likes the fruit based ones too though.

Mutt (Swapfell Papyrus)- Chocolate anything. A regular bar, something dipped in chocolate, cake, or cookies. Anything chocolate works. But honestly anything works for him. Donuts and anything he can chew on is great too.

Lunar (Horrortale Papyrus)- Macrons of any type. He just really likes them, even with the size of them. But the bigger you can make them for him, the happier he'll be. But he'd like anything you'd make him, especially if it's soft and easy to bite into, just touched that you'd even think to.

Charmed (Underlust Papyrus)- Ice cream, really any type and combinations. Especially with other candies, syrups, fruits, and nuts mixed in. Make up a wild combination and he'll love it. He'd be happy to try anything you make!

Comet (Outertale Papyrus)- Rock candies. He finds them fun and tasty, liking to suck on them. He likes any of the colors, but will definitely like it if you bring a variety. He also really likes cotton candy too.

Tango (Dancetale Papyrus)- Gummies. It doesn't really matter the shape, but the wilder ones you find, the more amused he'll be.

Ace (Mobtale Papyrus)- He honestly finds candy cigarettes hilarious, so he'll always get a good laugh if you bring those along. Though he really likes cakes, especially lava cakes. He finds them so interesting.

Aster (Gaster!Papyrus)- He likes hard candies he can suck on. Doesn't really matter what kind it is, though he does like jolly ranchers a bit more. But he'll take any that you'll bring.

#jeeze this got long #though really #if you made them something yourself #they'd be really happy #and touched #but they're happy with store bought too #skeleton sirens #rosey answers #rainbowut

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reviviscencegruiform · 1 year

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It's chocolate chip cookies made with bacon grease instead of cooking oil.

It's what it sounds like and it's delicious.

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with-love-anu · 4 years

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Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader Summary: Sirius gets anonymous letters from someone really sweet and falls for her. Warnings: It’s just fluff, no warnings to give! Word Count: 1,903

Sirius sat grumpily eating his breakfast. His head was throbbing due to last night’s endeavors and he wanted to gobble in all sorts of grease he could get. He piled his plate with bacon and fried egg when a school owl landed in front of him. He furrowed his brows. Who would write to him? He carefully took the letter out and opened it reading.

Dear Sirius,

Charms’ not an easy subject. The summoning charm they taught us yesterday is no different. For performing a summoning charm, you must clearly, and I mean clearly visualise the object you are summoning, like your favourite cookie. You could see it in your mind the sandy coloured biscuit full of dark brown choc chips, some edgy some melting. You could practically sniff its sweet smell and you want it right now, you need it. You say accio cookie with a small hand movement, imagining it coming towards you. And there you go, you have it. You can practice it over and over again and I am sure you’ll get used to it.

I just, I have always seen you excelling in every single class, and when you couldn’t do the spell yesterday, I thought maybe I’ll help. The professors having taught the same things a million times already, aren’t enthusiastic and somewhat, vague. Anyways, happy learning!

A fellow student.

Sirius smiled at the odd letter. He turned it around to find a name but there was none. The owl had already flown away.

Sirius closed his eyes taking his wand in his hand. What’s the harm in trying again? Accio muffin! Sirius grinned as a muffin zoomed towards him. Finally. He had done his best yesterday, but couldn’t perform the spell. He munched on the little cake happily. He felt satisfied; thinking about the sweet letter reading it again. Who could it be? He smiled, he wanted to meet this anonymous helper.

***

Sirius was sitting on the quidditch stands when a school owl came in. He smiled and his eyes widened. The person wrote him another letter? Telling the owl to wait; he opened it. It hooted indignantly but did just the same. He smiled realising he was right.

Dear Sirius,

I know you love teasing the Slytherins, but you need to understand that the group you hate is rather small. My friend who is in Slytherin was exhausted ridding their supplies from the red paint and gold glitter which you drenched their common room in. You know, this friend I am talking about is so damn sweet and couldn’t even hurt a fly. They have been loyal to me since the first year and have gone out of their ways to make me smile.

I am not asking you to stop pranking, but make your targets specific. Let me be honest here, I hate Mulciber’s gut as much as I hate sardines, and that’s a lot. And you know, harmless pranks are good too; specially if they make the targets smile and laugh along with you.

A fellow student

Sirius quickly summoned a sheet and started writing. Whoever this person was, was funny, and seemed to have a great personality.

Dear fellow student,

Firstly I want to thank you for your help in charms. I could do it on the first try after reading your explanation. *wink*

Secondly, I am sorry about your friend, maybe we do take it too far at times. I’ll make sure me and my friends don’t allow our pranks to affect ~innocents~. Speaking about pranks, I would love to hear more about those harmless ones you were talking about.

And thirdly, don’t you think it’s bad that you know me well enough to notice how I do in charms and I don’t even know your name? You seem like a fun person, sign the next letter with your name?

Sirius.

Sirius tied the letter to the owl and said, “Give it to the person who gave this to you”

***

Time passed and Sirius and a fellow student continued to exchange letters. Sometimes they were short, sometimes long and there wasn’t one where Sirius didn’t plead to find out who it was.

He showed some to his friends, others he kept to himself as his own little box of pleasure. James never failed to tease him and Remus would give him a knowing smirk whenever he didn’t let anyone touch those pieces of paper which had somehow become very close to his heart. No one missed the crimson blush that coloured Sirius’s cheek whenever he was asked about this very adorable fellow student. He kept every single one of the notes, trinkets, and gifts in a shoe-box hidden under his bed.

An empty box of an exclusive collection of handmade treacle tarts shrunk in size with the note which came along with it was tucked neatly in the box. Sirius had received it when he had got a nasty letter from back home during one morning. He had thought no one noticed but apparently he was wrong. The note said-

Dear Sirius,

You can never change people, make them see you or appreciate you or love you for that matter. Nothing in this world is fair and we take what is given to us. I know you got a letter from your parents this morning and over the years I’ve come to assume that they aren’t the most loving ones. We need you to remember you are an amazing person. So, gobble up these amazing chocolates while writing down things that are great about you. Let me start-

1. You are funny / sarcastic. I don’t know anyone who could make McGonagall crack a smile and the moment you did it, I knew you were special

2. You’re VERY intuitive. I saw you damn so many times calming down or walking various students through breakdowns, anxiety attacks; you know just what the person needs.

3. Smart, that’s one thing about you not everyone sees, but come on; people should know those mischievous ideas need a brainy person behind them.

Your turn now, be as selfish as you could be!

A fellow student

A bouquet of lavender on which Sirius casted an everlasting spell, and an empty bottle of Chamomile tea made by an American company had come with a short note- “Put those flowers under your pillow, they help”. He ran his hand through them remembering feeling so touched when he received; he actually shed tears because he hadn’t slept all week and was exhausted to death.

There was a pile of books too. They contained all the famous muggle comics, which he had received when a fellow student had rambled on about their favourite superheroes and Sirius had admitted not understanding a thing in the long write up. He had read every single one of them more than thrice. Along with them, there was a detailed magazine on different motorbikes; their prices, their quality, talks about their engine. Sirius had gasped when he received it. The small note on it had said- “Even though I am sure I am going to regret this; because these are dangerous machines and you are one reckless person; I know your fascination with them and always love to see you smile. Just promise me you’ll read everything on the safety precautions page.”

There was a small key chain with paws on it, he got on Easter. He had barked out laughing seeing it (pun intended). He didn’t think you would remember something he wrote so offhandedly about. The note had said- “Since you were so adamant that you would be a dog if you were an animal!”

It was becoming incredibly frustrating. He was cautious of all the people who noticed him in classes, trying to guess who it was, which was futile since a major part of school turned to him whenever he entered the room. He was desperate, he was falling, hard. If the love they all gushed about, wasn’t what he felt; then he didn’t know what was. And he didn’t even know who it was! All he knew that your nickname was (Y/n/n) and you were in (Y/h) house. He felt stupid wanting you.

He had tried and failed trying to follow the owl to find you. Halfway to reaching you the owl had turned and bit him until he was forced to stop stalking it. Yeah, that had hurt. He tried to cast a monitoring spell on it so as to track it on the marauders map. The owl had realised something was going on as it fluttered and scratched his face red with it’s claws.

He took a pen and paper and ran to the owlery. As he entered the owlery, he saw someone was already there. (Y/n Y/L/n). She was a fellow student. They attended various classes together. Her eyes widened seeing him, and she quickly turned to what she was doing. Wait a fellow student! Can it be?

“Hi (Y/n), what brings you here?” he asked noting her reactions.

She stumbled.

“I… Just posting a letter.”

“Oh, how’s Abernathy’s health?” Sirius asked nonchalantly. Abernathy was (Y/n/n)’s sister who had caught a bad case of dragon pox.

“She’s better. The healer said- “(Y/n)’s mouth opened in realisation. Sirius smiled. He had finally found her.

“I…I…” (Y/n) stuttered looking at Sirius’s wide grin.

“I’m gonna go.” She said flustered and turned to leave.

Sirius quickly ducked in and grabbed her hand. “Don’t go” he pleaded.

(Y/n) slowly turned. She looked everywhere but him.

“Why did you not tell me?” Sirius asked quietly making her look up.

“I was afraid. I am really shy and I accept it. I’ve had a crush on you since forever and was quite sure I wouldn’t be able to talk to you face to face. I- I thought that when you realised that it was me writing you all those letters, you wouldn’t want to talk to me anymore.”

“Why wouldn’t I want to talk to you?” Sirius asked frowning.

(Y/n) let out a scoff.

“Oh come on! I see the type of people you are always with. Tall, beautiful, smart. Why would you even look at me!” She said mirthlessly.

It was Sirius’s turn to scoff.

“Are you kidding me?” Sirius asked incredulously. “Do you even own a mirror? That little (Y/f/c) colour dress you wore last weekend. Darling, I am sorry to inform you but you turned heads. I’ve always noticed you. You just light up when you talk to your friends and have that brilliant smile on your face. Before, you started writing to me you were just pretty; now I know you’re beautiful. You’re so full of kindness and generosity. Your letters never failed to bright up my day. You’re funny, sarcastic and motivated. I love that you could make me smile at the worst of times. I love that you constantly talk about made up heroes and heroines who could take on the world. I love that you care so much about your family that you write to them every other day. I love everything about you. I love you.” He breathed.

“You what?” you whispered.

“I love you” Sirius repeated.

“Good, cause I don’t know what I would have done you hadn’t told me soon” you sniffed a little, smiling.

“Come with me to hogwarts this weekend, you know, on a date.” Sirius asked as you gulped and nodded. Sirius smiled widely and you were sure your own expression mirrored his.

A/N: Let me know what you think!

#sirius #sirius black #sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius imagine #hogwarts imagine #harry potter #harry potter imagine #marauders imagine #marauders #my work #Anu writes

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scotchfield · 3 years

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My Chocolate Chip Mushrooms Wraps

0.25 cake pans spaghetti

1.75 fluid oz. cookie

0.5 teaspoons bagel

1.75 fifths halibut

1.75 grams cupcake

3 fluid oz. curry

9 grams pizza

9 coffee scoops ramen noodles

1.5 fluid oz. (UK) garlic

3.5 ml halibut

4 dry pints gnocchi

9 cups beef

3 liters bacon

7 coffee cups fondue

0.25 cake pans edimame

3.5 cake pans crab

3 pints hot dogs

4 liters cabbage

4 cook's cups italian bread

0.5 oz. carrots

Let pizza rest for 5 minutes. Let fondue rest for 5 minutes. Cover, and refrigerate overnight. Preheat a large skillet over medium-high heat. Place the edimame on the greased broiling pan, and brush with cupcake. Let stand 10 minutes before serving. Lightly grease a 9x13 inch baking dish. Blend the bagel and cookie with an electric mixer until smooth. Fold in beef. Preheat a large skillet over medium-high heat. Tip and rotate pan to spread crab as thinly as possible. Heat oven to 375. Mix garlic and italian bread; press onto bottom of baking pan. Melt halibut in skillet, and cook and stir the spaghetti until tender. Serve with remaining ramen noodles. When cabbage is close to being cooked through (no longer pink inside), add curry and saute all together for 3 to 4 minutes. Drain, and set aside. Grease muffin cups or use paper muffin liners. Place halibut in a large, deep skillet. Stir into bacon until just blended. Pour into the prepared baking dish. Sift together hot dogs and gnocchi. Garnish with carrots.

#food #baking #recipe #cooking #mushrooms

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professorchatwin · 4 years

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Ryder dragged a hand across his face, “this. This is ridiculous. I’m trying to get a law degree not a history degree”. He lay his head on the keyboard. “I want that A damn it”

Taylor raised an eyebrow and slid a plate of cookies across the table, “a little early to be rage quitting. Some of us like that history you know”

Sighing heavily, Ryder ponderously took a cookie, “I like the history but going into this much depth is just beating a dead horse”

“This might be hard to hear but the horses being dead is part of what makes it history” Taylor smirked. “Maybe one day you’ll get a case and you’ll need Coates V Cincinnati”

“Hmmm… refresh my memory”

“Being irritating in public is protected under the first amendment”

Ryder chewed that over with another cookie, “That’s a shame. It’s probably a good thing but for me but not thee right?”. He slumped forward, adjusting his shirt. The rigors of law school hadn’t left much time for working out and it was starting to take it’s toll on his waistline. Ryder had consoled himself with half assed promises of going back to his volleyball workout routine but the more McDonalds he had, the less likely it seemed.

“Do you maybe want to take a break and get some real food? I love your cookies but I should probably eat something with actual nutrient value” he mused, “But I should also study”

Taylor grinned, “Sure, let me just finish grading this paper. Grab your flashcards. I’ll quiz you while we wait for the food”

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Ryder fastened his wrist watch, grimacing. At least his watch still fit. He pinched his waistline, a little doughy but, he reasoned, hardly all that fat. Of course not. He’d just gotten used to being athletic is all. Still, there his medium t shirt sat, resolutely refusing to pull down any lower than his belly button. His pants weren’t in much better shape, the button puckering tightly just below a modest muffin top.

Taylor knocked on the doorframe, “dryer got you good huh?”

“Huh?”

“Your shirt. If you put the dryer on too high it turns them into doll clothes. Need to borrow an undershirt?”

Ryder rubbed his chin, “Yeah hun, that’d be great”

Taylor nodded and came back holding a shirt that, unknown to Ryder, was actually a large with the tag cut off. And he slipped into it, too relieved at the looseness of the fabric to question it. He hugged Taylor around the neck, “Thanks babe, I owe you one”

He got a kiss on the cheek for his efforts, “Don’t worry about it. Now go get lunch before your class starts or you’re not going to be able to focus”

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“I’m so full” Ryder moaned. “I need to *hic* go to the gym *hiccup* immediately”

Taylor, just setting groceries on the kitchen counter popped his head around the wall. The sight that greeted him was a certain law student surrounded by the wreckage of a prematurely opened bag of Halloween candy, clutching his stomach and whining. He bit his lip. Over the past month that little bit of chub had swollen into a plump pot belly. The large t-shirt clung perfectly to every soft curve. He walked over and kissed Ryder’s forehead, “Was there a point here or…?”

“I was g-*hic!*going to cond-*hic*-dition myself into *hiccup* liking case history…” he huffed. Taylor laughed, then helped him over to the couch, making very sure to steady his boyfriend’s tummy. Once there he had Ryder lay down with his head in his lap. Still hiccuping Ryder protested that he still needed to study but Taylor kissed him and told him that he’d be doing no such thing.

“What you need is a break”

“What I need is to pass my classes”

“And you will but not by killing yourself with stress. You need to lay down for a bit. Let your tummy settle. I’m going to work on my thesis paper a bit and then I’m going to make dinner which you will be having because,” he patted Ryder’s belly idly, “you need to eat something more substantial than chocolate. You can come back to your studying after dinner. Deal?”

Ryder groaned, “Fine. But only because I can’t move. And as of tomorrow I’m renewing my gym membership”

Taylor let his hand settle just on the lower curve of Ryder’s tummy, “Hear me out. You’re already stressed. Do you really want to carve out even more time to go to the gym?”

He contemplated it for a moment, “No. You’ll have to be okay with me getting chubby in the meantime though. You’re working on a PhD why aren’t you this stressed”

“Well,” Taylor mused, “My degree takes longer, I don’t generally have to argue with people on a daily basis, and I surrendered my soul to academia during my masters for a sense of perennial calm”

“You’re an ass”

“You know you like it”

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“Really hun, what are you embarrassed about?” Taylor soothed, “you look cute”. He kissed Ryder’s neck, willing him to take a deep breath. The full length mirror stared back at them and in it Ryder pouted, hyperfocused on the gapping hole left by his errant shirt button and the slacks that wouldn’t even go up his thighs. “Why didn’t you tell me I was getting this big?”

“Why is it a problem?”

“Because I’m wearing a double XL and it doesn't fit” he said exasperated, “And my slacks won’t go over my ass, none of my belts fit, and… and… mhmm...that- that’s very distracting. Mhm! Taylor!” he swatted at his partner, “okay it’s not all bad”

Taylor looked up from kissing Ryder’s neck, both of his hands cupping the plump, heavy potbelly that had taken over where Ryder’s hip bone’s used to reside. “Not all bad? Sure I can’t make it feel good?”

“You’re incorrigible”

Taylor kissed him with a grin, “I know”

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Once again, Ryder was at his desk desperately pouring over textbooks and old court records. Taylor watched out of the corner of his eye from where he was grading papers. In the span of the last month or so his boyfriend had started stress eating without end and it had made it’s presence known. Even as Ryder chipped away at the plate of brownies Taylor could see how soft he’d gotten. His arms stretched the sleeves of his button up, his chest had softened, he’d let his beard grow to conceal the budding double chin.

He was in the middle of admiring the transformation when Ryder suddenly looked up with a certain look on his face.

“Babe”

“Hm?”

“I’m stuck”

Taylor raised an eyebrow, “you’re what?”

Ryder blushed furiously, “I’m stuck”

Ryder demonstrated his point by trying to get out of his office chair. The arms pinched his sides, hips spilling just over the sides of the seat. Every struggle caused his belly to bounce and jiggle leaving Taylor mesmerized. From this angle he could see how tight the buttons of Ryder’s vest were, how stressed the seams of his pants.

“Well, I- fuck that’s hot” he hummed.

Ryder rolled his eyes, “Nothing I can do about that if I’m stuck” he pointed out.

Taylor grinned. He walked over and started unbuttoning. Ryder met him halfway from the top and managed to get the clothing off just as Taylor blew a raspberry on his belly. The soft chub jiggled all the way down his thighs and up his chest. Ryder gasped, “Oh, oh not fair”

“Mhmmm I could do something about it while you’re stuck you know”

“Don’t be a tease”

Taylor just laughed and kissed him, “I’ll be right back. Hang on”

“Ah, yeah. Because I’m going somewhere” Ryder said wryly.

When he came back he was holding a tub of crisco with a big grin on your face. Ryder blushed harder, “I swear if you call that bacon grease…”

“Actually I was going to call you a butterball but bacon grease works too”

The second the lid was off Ryder’s stomach growled. Taylor did his best to distract Ryder from his predicament while he worked, kissing every inch of exposed skin while he rubbed the grease into his sides. By the time he was done Ryder was red, flustered, and slick. He only just managed to slip free and stumbled straight into Taylor’s arms. He kissed him hard, “What’d I say about being a tease?”

Taylor kissed him back, “I’m not teasing. Come on. Let’s get you showered and out to dinner. I’ll show you just how not teasing I am”

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“Did you say buffet?” Ryder raised an eyebrow. “Babe, this shirt barely fits as it is”

“What? They have that chocolate cake that you like” Taylor kissed his cheek, handing him his watch.

Ryder pulled him back and pressed Taylor’s hands to his belly, “I like that, actually” he purred. Abruptly he pursed his lips, letting a sigh of irritation leave him.

“What’s the matter?”

“I need a new wristband” he huffed. Taylor kissed his neck and gestured for him to hang on a minute. He pulled a small box out of the dresser drawer.

“Was going to wait until you passed this year’s classes but as I know you will it can’t hurt to give you this a little early”

Ryder opened the box, “Aw, babe I love it” he kissed Taylor, “thank you” he said sliding the watch on and fastening it. He bit his lip and raised an eyebrow, “It’s got a lot of growing room”

Taylor grinned, hands on Ryder’s hips, “So it does”

#commission #the prof #professorchatwin #tummy #belly #weightgain #gay #guys #big boy #stuffing #wg #belly kink #Stuffed scholar

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