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silverhairsimp · 4 months

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who's gonna take care of you? k. bakugou

I am sicker than sick and couldn't sleep last night so here's some bakugou fluff.

Pairing & CW: Bakugou x f!reader. Reader and Bakugou have two kids. Brief mentions of pregnancy from Mitsuki (Reader is not actually pregnant). pure, sickly sweet fluff.

Katsuki looks at the clock hanging above the kitchen sink, 7:24am. Usually you’d have been up for at least a half hour by now, maybe more. The kids have to be to school at 8:30, it’s only a 12 minute drive, but they like to get there early and play with their friends before their day of learning starts. He looks at the two of them sitting at the counter, digging into their fresh pancakes and waffles with a variety of fruits. They were similar in a lot of ways, but your daughter refuses to eat pancakes, the same goes with your son and waffles. And what kind of number one dad would The Bakugou Katsuki be if he didn’t make his brats happy?

“You two stay here and finish eating— gonna go check on your ma’,” he calls out to them before heading down the hall, only to stop with a had on the doorframe to look back at them. “And no eatin’ spoonfuls’a syrup this time! That shi— crap’ll give you diabetes.”

The two of them laugh at their dads empty threat, knowing they’ll at least sneak one or two spoonfuls before he gets back.

He has an office day today, full of paperwork and unfished reports that need to be submitted by the end of the week. He’s been working overtime, which means you have too. Working overtime at your own job and taking care of the kids when he gets home too late or leaves too early for work.

“Baby—“ he calls out when he pushes open your bedroom door. Your cheeks are flushed red, your brows are knit together, you’ve got a mound of blankets on you, yet your feet are sticking out from the bottom. “Hey, y’doing okay?” He asks as he gets closer, sitting next to your sleeping form on the bed when he reaches a hand out to cup your cheek, followed by placing the back of his hand to your forehead. “Jesus babe, you’re burnin’ up. Might be running hotter than I normally do…”

His words are laced with concern as he heads to your shared bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and wetting it with as cold of water he can get before wringing it out. For good measure, he grabs the thermometer and to confirm his suspicions.

“Open up for me, baby.” He brushes his thumb over your cheek and your eyes finally open when you bring your hand up to touch the cold cloth on your forehead. “‘Ts cold…” you mumble and he slips the thermometer underneath your tongue. “Yeah and you’re hot—“ he waits for the thermometer to finish rereading before he adds: “101.9 to be exact.”

You try to sit up, “I’m fine…”but the pressure in your head is too much so you flop back down into the pillows. “I don’t know what year you think I was born, but I know what fine is. And you, are not fine.”

“But the kids— they have school, you have work— I have things to do around the house.” You try to protest in between a fit of coughs, but he plants an arm against the bed, palm down at your side caging you in. “you know the hag— my mom,” he corrects when you give him the glare, “she loves taking them to school. Eijiro too. I could call either one and they’d drop ‘em off. And with work, that’s one of the perks’a bein’ your own boss.”

He leans down to press a kiss to your cheek, trying to hide the wince at how warm your skin is. Gods you must feel like shit. “Lemme call my mom—“ he steps out of the room and gently closes the door, calling in a favor to the woman who always saves his ass.

‘Yeah, y/n sick, real sick. Need someone to drop off the beats at school. What? Morning sickness? No she’s not pregnant again. She’s sick sick. Got’a fever of almost 102. Yeah, they ate. Yes, lunches packed. Ugh— what kinda father do you think I— mmgh. Thanks ma. They’ll be ready for ya.’

He comes back in the room slight shake to his head as he thinks back to the conversation he just had with his mom. Your youngest is 6 and she’s been itching for another grand baby, but that’s too bad. She’s got two good ones to love on anyway. “Moms comin’ to pick em up in 15.”

The two of you can hear the padding of feet running down the hall and your two replicas appear in the door frame.

“Mommy what’s wrong? Did you catch a bug?” Your 8 year old son asks you as he pushes his hips to the bed. He may have his fathers eyes but he’s got your color hair and the sweetest personality to match.

“Ew! Why would mommy catch a bug!! That’s so yucky!” Your daughter chimes. She’s got that ash blonde hair to match her fathers and definitely gets his personality.

“Yeah, squirt, mama’s not feeling great so your Gramma Mitsuki is gonna take you to school.”

“Katsuki— you really shouldn’t have asked your mom to come all the way here.”

“You say all the way here like she doesn’t live 8 minutes down the road.” He smirks at you, knowing damn well she wasn’t gonna miss the opportunity to be involved in your kids’ lives.

“Daddy, why can’t we stay and take care of mommy like she takes care of us when we’re sick?” Your boy asks with those gorgeous ruby red eyes peering down at you. “You guys have to stay in school and get good grades. You wanna have your own agency and be the number one hero like your daddy don’t you?” You smile at the two of them and lift your hand off the bed to cup their cheeks one at a time.

Your daughter flexes her little muscles and grits her teeth. “Yeah mommy! We’ll get strong so we can take good care of you some day!”

Each of your kiddos leans in to place a kiss to your cheek, it’s no use trying to stop them either. They’re both stubborn, just like you and Katsuki.

“Go get cleaned up before Gramma gets here— and don’t think I can’t smell the syrup on those sticky fingers, you little shits!”

It’s no use trying to protest the language when you hear the fit of laughter and screams as they run back down the hall.

Katsuki gets up to make sure they’re heading out to wash up and grab their school bags while he makes another call to the agency, letting Mina know he won’t be in.

You’ve nearly fallen back asleep by the time he comes back with a hot bowl of homemade soup, a freshly squeezed cup of orange juice, a ginger shot and two pieces of toast. “They’re right ya know. You’re like super woman to them— and even she needs help sometimes.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and turns on the tv for some back ground noise before he grabs his computer and sits next to you in bed.

“Katsuki. You’re gonna get sick if you stay here—“ you try to protest and he just smiles and puts the cold rag on your forehead. “Yeah… and when super man needs help; I know you’ll be there too..” He lands a fat one right on your lips and smiles. The two of you share everything together. Even the cooties…

#tays sick writes #bakugou x y/n #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #katsuki fluff #husband bakugour #dad bakugou #sick reader #comfort kat

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snowmist-hashira · 11 months

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Heyyy~ how ya doin'?? I really enjoyed reading your one-shots abt Mui, I came from wattpad actually,, anywayss I have a request, if you don't mind can you write a scenario where mui surprised reader with a picnic date somewhere near a flower field, eating and doing sweet couple stuffs. But the trio, tanjiro, zenitsu and inosuke saw them and decided to spy on them from afar(since they have nothing else to do). And zenitsu accidentally ruined the young couple's moment when he screamed since the two we're abt to share their first kiss😭😭 and as usual Tanjiro smacking zenitsu in the head for disturbing and apologized to the couple non-stop.

I hope you don't find this scenario weird😭 And you can add more details or stuffs in the scenario too if you like! Thankyouu!!<333

[Chapter title: Interrupted Moment]

[Requested] Muichiro Tokitou x Reader

Wattpad:(One shots) Tokito Muichiro x Reader Archive:Kimetsu No Yaiba: Tokitou Muichiro x Reader Master list:♠ Information ♠ Word count: 1,127

Artist: 宇鷺

Links; Pixiv

I am open to requests for Muichiro x Reader content, and I also enjoy engaging in roleplays. If you're interested in either, please feel free to check out my pinned post for more information. ~ ♠

Ohh,~ fellow Wattpad user! Thank you for your support on both platforms. Don't worry, I found the scenario adorable and enjoyable to create~ I apologize for the delay in fulfilling the request, thank you for the idea~! Also, a special thank you to @aeolia18 for helping me find a photo. You saved me 30 minutes of my life, AHHA. (Scheduled)

The scenery around them was breathtaking, the sky painted with a mesmerizing shade of orange, casting a warm glow over everything while the white clouds floated lazily, creating intricate patterns against the vibrant backdrop.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of nearby trees, offering a soothing touch against their skin. It carried with it a delicate fragrance, a blend of flowers in full bloom that perfumed the air. The sweet scent mixed with the earthy aroma of the grass, creating a comforting atmosphere.

Y/n and Muichiro sat down on the blanket spread across the grass, leaning back, Y/n felt the softness of the blanket beneath her. She gazed up at the sky, marveling at the tranquil beauty that surrounded them. Muichiro sat beside her, a peaceful expression on his face that reflected the serenity of the moment.

Muichiro began unpacking the picnic basket, revealing an assortment of delicious treats. Colorful fruits, freshly baked bread, and a variety of cheeses adorned the spread. Y/n's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she reached for a juicy strawberry and offered it to Muichiro, who accepted it with a small smile.

"It's surprisingly sweet," Muichiro commented, chewing on the strawberry. Y/n chuckled and grinned at him.

"Exactly, just like how surprisingly sweet you were to plan this picnic," she said, playfully poking Muichiro's cheeks.

Muichiro's cheeks tinged with a faint blush as Y/n poked them, but he couldn't help but smile at her playful comment. He looked into her eyes, his own sparkling with affection.

"Well, I had to do something special for someone as special as you," Muichiro replied, his voice soft but filled with sincerity.

Y/n's grin widened at his words, her heart fluttering with warmth. She leaned closer, their noses almost touching, and whispered, "Aww~ and you, Muichiro, is the sweetest surprise in my life.”

Muichiro widened his eyes at Y/n's heartfelt words, surprised by the depth of her affection, A warm blush spread across his cheeks, his gaze softening that added a touch of color to his usually calm demeanor.

Tenderly gazing at her, he mustered a soft chuckle, unable to hide the fondness in his eyes. With a gentle flick of his finger, he playfully tapped Y/n's forehead, a silent acknowledgment of her endearing way with words, “you and your words.”

Y/n couldn't help but giggle as Muichiro flicked her forehead gently. She reached up to rub the spot playfully, her eyes filled with mirth.

"What can I say? Words are my way of expressing how much you mean to me," Y/n replied, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "And I have so many sweet words for you, Muichiro."

Muichiro's blush deepened, but he couldn't hide the fondness in his gaze as he looked at Y/n. "Well, I suppose I can't complain.”

Y/n smiled warmly, her heart swelling with affection for the blushing swordsman beside her. Muichiro reached out to take Y/n's hand in his own, he intertwined their fingers, their touch bringing a sense of comfort and closeness.

Amidst their sweet and romantic picnic, little did they know that their privacy was being invaded by the curious trio of Tanjiro, Inosuke, and Zenitsu. Hiding in the bushes just a few meters away, the trio couldn't resist the temptation to spy on their friends.

Inosuke, driven by his unyielding curiosity, wanted to observe the unfolding scene, his eyes wide with excitement. Zenitsu, on the other hand, tagged along with his usual laziness, finding the picnic as a convenient distraction from his mundane tasks. They remained hidden, their eyes fixated on Y/n and Muichiro.

Tanjiro, however, felt a pang of guilt for intruding on their private moment. He whispered in hushed tones, urging them to leave and give Y/n and Muichiro their privacy. But Inosuke and Zenitsu, being stubborn in their own ways, insisted on staying put.

Reluctantly, Tanjiro resigned himself to the situation, choosing to keep an eye on his friends.

As the minutes ticked by, the two couldn't help but voice their thoughts in hushed whispers, their comments ranging from admiration to teasing while Tanjiro struggled internally with his own discomfort, he also felt a sense of warmth witnessing Y/n and Muichiro's connection, wishing them happiness.

The couple sat blissfully unaware of the spying trio, a tender moment unfolded between them as Muichiro shifted his body slightly, his hand cupping Y/n's cheeks gently. Their faces drew closer, their lips nearly touching, as they shared an intimate moment that held the promise of a gentle kiss.

But before their lips could meet, the serene atmosphere shattered into chaos as Zenitsu's piercing scream cut through the air. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The sudden outburst startled Y/n and Muichiro, causing them to jerk apart, their moment of closeness abruptly interrupted. Tanjiro winced at Zenitsu's scream, actually smacking Zenitsu, his face reflecting a mix of embarrassment and exasperation. Inosuke, on the other hand, looked both confused and entertained, reveling in the chaotic turn of events.

Y/n and Muichiro turned around, their eyes widening with surprise and embarrassment as they realized they were no longer alone. They locked gazes with the trio, who stood there with guilty expressions, their intrusion now impossible to ignore.

Muichiro's face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. He tried to maintain his composure, though his grip on Y/n's hand tightened as if seeking reassurance. Y/n, feeling a mixture of amusement and annoyance, couldn't help but let out a small laugh, breaking the tension.

"Zenitsu, Inosuke, Tanjiro, what are you doing here?" Y/n asked, a playful glint in her eyes, her voice carrying a hint of exasperation.

Zenitsu, his face red and eyes wide with panic, stammered, "I-I, well... We were just, uh... curious, you know?"

Inosuke chimed in with a cheeky grin, "Yeah, we wanted to see what all the lovey-dovey stuff was about!"

Tanjiro, his face flushed with embarrassment, stepped forward, his voice filled with remorse. "I'm sorry, Y/n, Muichiro. We didn't mean to intrude. It was mostly Inosuke and Zenitsu's idea... I tried to stop them."

Muichiro's irritation softened as he glanced at Tanjiro. He let out a sigh, realizing that his friend at least made an effort to intervene.

Y/n chuckled, shaking her head. "I suppose the damage is already done. Might as well make the most of it."

"Well, since you're already here, you might as well join us."

Tanjiro continued to bow profusely and apologize without end, his remorse evident on his face, Y/n waved her hand dismissively, assuring him that it was alright.

Meanwhile, Muichiro's gaze remained fixed on Inosuke and Zenitsu, his eyes narrowed with a deadly glare. The intensity of his stare sent shivers down Zenitsu's spine, causing him to cower in fear behind Inosuke, who was oblivious to Muichiro's seething anger, stood confidently, unaware of the brewing storm.

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niennawept · 1 month

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Moon Dumplings: A Pan-Elven Cultural Debate in Three Documents (Part 2)

Warning(s): None Rating: Gen Summary: The origins of moon dumplings, shared amongst all branches of elven kindred, are a source of frequent arguments, both culinary and scholarly. Part 1 is here.

Selected Interviews from Díril’s research into moon dumpling origins, transcribed in her own hand

Q: When did you first hear of moon dumplings?

A: They were with us even at Cuiviénen. Had them often when the nights got very cold. They are warming, you know. Good for putting some meat on your bones. You are too skinny, young lady. Respondent 1: a Sindarin elleth of unknown age, asked to estimate she shrugged and said “we did not count years back then”

A: Not until we were nearing the Anduin on the Great Journey. We made lembas out of Valarin corn, but it was not until we halted to wait for better conditions for crossing that those with minds for cooking learned to make the dough. Respondent 2: a Nandorin ellon, born approximately ninety winters before the Journey at Cuiviénen

A: They were invented during the hottest days, of course. Stews and porridges are hearty and delicious, but they leave something to be desired when it gets too warm out. The calming influence of the stars will set that right. [interviewer prompts “can you estimate the year?”] Oh! Right after Oromë gave the Noldor the right type of flour. We kept them secret, you know, from the other kindred. Respondent 3: an Exilic Noldorin elleth, who was born on the Great Journey

A: I do not remember. When I was still a small child. Respondent 4: an Avari ellon, who remembered choosing to stay rather than joining the Great Journey

Q: Why are they called moon dumplings?

A: They were not originally called that. It was only after the moon and his phases that folk changed their name. They used to be called “starbeads.” Respondent 1

Respondent 2 declined to answer.

A: Because they are cured under moonlight these days. What do they teach you in Lindon, girl? Respondent 3

A: We do not call them that. We call them “starbeads.” [respondent says something mostly inaudible, but a portion of it contained the phrase “new names for old things”] Respondent 4

Q: Who invented them?

A: The Noldor. I already told you that. Respondant 3

All other respondents declined to answer.

Q: Are the fillings of this dumpling sweet or savory?

A: Either, whatever is available. Respondent 1

A: Sweet, always. Respondent 2

A: Savory, always. Respondent 3

A: Both, sometimes. Respondent 4

Q: What is the traditional filling for these dumplings?

A: Oh, all sorts. Anything that will not tear the skin while cooking. No one wants to be picking out little bits of burned vegetables from a steam basket. It is important that the filling is soft either by nature or by cooking first. [interviewer asks “which were the most common?”] Mushrooms, wild plants, sometimes fish or fowl. Respondent 1

A: We begin by collecting sap from maple trees, which is boiled to remove impurities and concentrate the flavor. We filter it and add dried fruits and minced nuts. When it has cooked down and become rather sticky, we fill the dumplings. Respondent 2

A: Meat, obviously. [interviewer prompts “what kind of meat?”] Whatever can be gotten with relative ease. Respondent 3

A: Minced nuts are most usual. Respondent 4

Q: Are there alternate fillings that are acceptable?

A: I have already answered that question. Respondent 1

A: Absolutely not. Respondent 2

A: Have you taken leave of your senses? No. Respondent 3

A: Fruit is also common. Respondent 4

Q: What texture should the dumpling wrapping be?

A: They should have a texture that requires a bit of chewing. The flavor improves with more moonlight. Respondant 2

All other respondents answered with a variation of “not tough [like the Nandorin variety.]”

For @silmarillionepistolary week

#silmarillion epistolary #silmarillion fic #every culture has a dumpling #and these elves sure don't agree about theirs

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moon-is-a-cryptid · 1 year

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Strawberry energy 🍓

Warnings: none

Gender: use of the word mrs otherwise gender neutral

Kirishima having a Pre-Workout product called Riot Rage is a personal HC 👏🏻❤️‍🔥

It’s advertised as the most manly pre workout for guys, gals and non binary pals, because all genders can be manly in Ejiros opinion. His pre workout would come in a variety of tastes like strawberries, bomb pop, fruit punch all centered around red themed coloring, it’s a fairly successful brand already despite kiri not being a top hero, he can thank his bestie bakugou for helping advertise it.

But the way the Sale SKYROCKET when you, Prohero RedRiots s/o Is caught by the press heading to the gym in a “be unbreakable” red riot work out top drinking a bright red liquid out of a gym bottle to work out with Bakugous S/O, Stopped to ask what you were drinking, what you were going to do, who were you going to see etc. with cameras flashing and the tapes rolling, “I’m heading to the gym to see {bakugous s/o} and I’m drinking RiotRage Strawberry energy” turning to the camera you hold the bottle up next to your face “The perfect pre workout to make you feel unbreakable” with a wink before you push your way past and into the private gym.

Your face would then be plastered on magazines with a wink and holding your RiotRage, Kiris PR Team became all over it and asked if you guys could promote his product more often since he got some popularity off it, the folks seemed to love you and would go wild for the loving work out couple look you guys had. You would occasionally posting about it on your socials and staring in the adds that are put out on social platforms. Kirishima made it very clear that If you were uncomfortable with anything that you didn’t have to do it and his team agreed. You were so excited to agree since it helped Kirishima your loving husband out in his field. Next think you know you and kiri are posing in your usual gym outfits with the brand, making promotional videos about it, listing off the benefits of the pre work out.

Within the week of the preparations you received the first View of the ad that was to be sent out, it was a picture of kirishima lifting you above his head with one arm as if you were a dumbbell while you were drinking out of a gym bottle with different flavors scattered around. At the top of the ad it says “FEEL UNBREAKABLE IN THE GYM” and at the bottom “JUST LIKE MR. AND MRS. REDRIOT”

This came to me literally while i was drinking a code read Mnt Dew💀

See a spicy challenge for bakugous hot sauce brand

See smittens coffee for shinsous coffee brand

Masterlist🗒️

#g.moonchaser🌙🗯️#moonchaser🌙#🌙moons rant🌙#bnha kirishima #ejiro kirishima #kirishima hcs #kirishima headcanon #eijiro kirishima x reader #kirishima x gn!reader #kirishima eijiro x reader

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somethingclevermahogony · 2 months

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Happy STS! What are some common forms of entertainment for regular, non-noble people in your world?

Thank you for the question! As per usual, I will be sticking to Kishetal for this one, and more specifically the region around Labisa. These are just a few of the things that common people might do for fun! Common people find a number of ways to entertain themselves.

Beer halls (beer is the drink of commoners, as opposed to wine which tends to be more high class or else reserved for special occasions) are very numerous and form one of the main hangout spots for commoners of all ages. Throughout Kishetal, beer has traditionally been brewed and sold by women. Labisa alone has 19 beer halls, all but one of which are run by women. These halls typically serve five varieties of beer along with various food items.

Aruhakishar/Akishar: (Aruha- Dry, Kisharu- Beer) Unadulterated, typically plain beer, this sort of beer is the basis for the other varieties. These vary from brewer to brewer and can differ greatly in terms of strength, flavor, color, etc. This tends to be the cheapest option. Ishkishar: (Isha- Sour/Bitter Kisharu- Beer) Aruhakishar typically with the addition of various herbs, nuts, and even minerals. This beer is typically seen as invigorating, good for lifting the energy and strengthening the resolve against wicked spirits. Few people drink this casually. Wakishar: (Wawa- Sweet, Kisharu- Beer) Similar to the above but rather than the addition of herbs to promote bitter and sour flavors, this variety of beer is typically sweetened with the addition of various sweeteners, most often date syrups, honey, and fruits like fig. These tend to be the most well-liked variety of beer and fall in the middle when it comes to price. Olikishar/Olkishar: (Oli- Blood/Red, Kisharu- Beer) This variety of beer is similar to Wakishar but is flavored specifically with the addition of red fruit, like pomegranate, cherry, and various mountainous berry, giving it that crimson appearance. Some beer halls may add other additives to increase this sanguine appearance. Depending on the quality, this may be the most expensive variety of beer sold at a hall. Ihikishar/ Ihiki: (Ihi- Giggle (haha), Kisharu-Beer) This particular variety of beer is not sold in all halls and tends to be the most expensive, and is viewed among the common folk as more of a treat. This beer can be any of the above with addition of the treated oil of the magical Kasikur plant, also known as jit(from a Forestfolk word). Drinking jit mixed with wine may cause various effects, most commonly a slight high, similar to cannabis. However the use of jit is highly regulated as its magical effects, when consumed in sufficient amounts can have dangerous and bizarre effects.

Storytelling, relating tales of Kishetals history and of the various happenings of the outside world, takes a very robust place in the lives of Kishite people of all walks of life.

Temples often put on performances, mostly reenacting the exploits of legendary heroes. Typically these events are free though a donation is expected. The most extravagant of these performances may also include shows of sagecraft, some of the only magic that common folk are exposed to.

Poets and bards are likewise quite ubiquitous, performing on street corners or else found in the beer halls, competing for the attention, and appreciation of their audiences.

Poetry battles and rhyming contests, in essence thinly veiled battles of insults, are common spectacles and the best poets may even earn some degree of fame amongst their peers.

Gambling with dice or on the outcomes of fights are also quite common. Thiefs dice is particularly common among the enslaved population of Labisa as it only necessitates small gambles.

Suru was on the deck arranging some sort of game atop a wooden crate. " Come down here, Ninma." He called up to her. Ninma shimmied down the mast and sat at the makeshift table. The crate had on it a pile of dried figs and two dice carved from bone; two of the sides were painted red, one blue, one black, one yellow, and one remained white. " What is this?" Ninma asked, inspecting one of the dice. " Something to distract us while we wait. Narul and I used to call this thief’s dice, no idea what it is actually called. I borrowed the dice from one of the crew. We used to play it in the slave quarters, don’t know if you ever played it up in the palace, doesn’t seem like it. The rules are simple. We take turns rolling the dice. If you get blue, you take a fig. If you get red, it becomes my turn. If you roll yellow, you must put a fig back in the pot. If you get white, you can take one of my figs, but if you get black, I can take one of yours. The game is over when someone rolls a blue, but there are no figs in the pot to take. Back home, we used the money your father gave us at festivals, but I respect you too much to take all your money, princess." He grinned.

Hunting for small game like birds and rabbits is popular among rural populations, though not so much among urban ones. Though, rat-catching is not unheard of among young and adult alike in certain parts of Labisa and other large cities.

Duels, or more accurately brawl matches with sticks and fists, are not at all uncommon, though technically illegal. When such fights do break out, they attract much attention, and typically, much gambling. The city guard, at least under Hutbari, does little to stop this and may even join in on the wager.

Wrestling, boxing, foot races, competitions of skill with slings, and other similar physical activities are popular, and may take place at just about any time. For those rare few that know how, swimming in Lake Shebali is a fun bit of leisure, though not always entirely safe as the depths of the lake can be dangerous. Dance and music are common as well, perhaps most famous is Storm Step. This style of dance theater is almost entirely non-verbal and rather is dependent on facial and bodily expression. The dances are performed on hollow wooden platforms, producing loud thundering sounds, thus giving the style of theater its name. Unlike most styles of theater in Kishetal, Storm Step is entirely dominated by women, and more often than not pairs of sapphic lovers. In some instances entire troupes may form polyamorous unions.

I could keep going, but I think that gives a good picture for now. Let me know if you would like to know more!

#writeblr #fantasy world #worldbuilding #fantasy writing #testamentsofthegreensea #writing #world building #sts #ask more!

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thejoyofseax · 28 days

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Bustāniyya & Mis̲h̲mis̲h̲iyya

There was a practice day run by Master Agnes Boncuer in the Scout Hall in Clara the weekend just gone, courtesy of the good offices of THL Órlaith Caomhánach, and I took the opportunity to try out a couple of recipes on people. Both of these I've actually cooked before, but it was mostly before I was taking good notes. The two are from the same page of Annals of the Caliphs' Kitchens, the translation of al-Warraq by Nawal Nasrallah. They are bustāniyya, a dish with orchard produce, and mis̲h̲mis̲h̲iyya, an apricot stew. Both call for chicken rather than "meat", which makes them somewhat unusual.

It's worth noting that in both cases, where the recipe calls for the juice of the fruit, I used fruit and all. This is the "peasant" version of the dishes, at least in my head; while I can see the elite of the elite using just the juices and presenting meat "alone" as the dish, I can't see most cooks of the time leaving out the fruit. So in it went. I will at some point try the posh as-written version.

Here are the two recipes:

Bustāniyya (cooked with orchard produce) from the copy of Abū Samīn Wash small and sour plums and put them in a wet kerchief [to hydrate them] if using the dried variety. If fresh ones are used, [just] add to them some water, press and mash them then strain the liquid. Cut chicken breasts into finger-like strips and add to them whatever you wish of other meats. [Put them in a pot], add the [strained juice of] cherries, and let them boil together. Season the pot with black pepper, mā kāmak̲h̲ (liquid of fermented sauce), olive oil (zayt), some spices, a small amount of sugar, wine vinegar, and 5 walnuts that have been shelled and crushed. [When meat is cooked], break some eggs on it and let them set [with the steam of the pot], God willing. A recipe for mis̲h̲mis̲h̲iyya (apricot stew) Clean and wash a plump chicken. Disjoint it and put it aside. Choose ripe apricots, which are yellow and sour. Put them in a pot with some water and bring them to a boil. Press and mash them with the water they were boiled in, and strain them into a bowl.Now go back to the chicken, put it in a clean pot and add the white part of fresh onion (bayāḍ baṣal), cilantro, and rue [all chopped]. Add as well a piece of galangal, a stick of cassia, and whole pieces of ginger. Light the fire underneath the pot and let it cook. Then sprinkle the pot with onion juice and add enough of the strained apricot liquid to submerge the chicken. Season the pot with coriander seeds, black pepper, and cassia, all ground.Let the pot simmer until [chicken is] cooked and serve it.

For the bustāniyya, I had fresh plums (probably much sweeter than the ones available in period), frozen sweet cherries (definitely sweeter), and I left out the sugar to compensate. Last time I made this was over a slow fire, outdoors, and two different people asked if there was chocolate in it - at least in part due to the colour it arrives at. The plums this time were very juicy, and there was rather too much liquid overall, so that the eggs at the end were submerged and poached, rather than sitting on top to steam. I think the walnuts might be intended as a thickener, rather than anything else - I had them down to a grit, but not to a powder, so they didn't really work that way. "Some spices" is unusually unhelpful for al-Warraq, but I used some cinnamon and ginger. The spices tasted stronger in this than in the other dish.

The mis̲h̲mis̲h̲iyya I've done a few times now, and it's starting to enter my rotation as just another dish I can do at short notice. Chicken and apricots are a good combination in any cuisine, and I'm pretty sure I've seen tagine recipes very much like this. As usual, I left out the rue, because nobody ever knows if they're allergic to it or not, and I don't fancy someone finding out from my cooking.

Both were served with plain rice and stack of pita and naan bread.

They went down well in general, the mis̲h̲mis̲h̲iyya more so (a few people took some home, too). The bustāniyya had 12 eggs in it, and I've only accounted for about four of them being eaten, so either eight people ate them and didn't notice, or were so horrified by the discovery they couldn't talk about it. Daniel was amused; he'd expected his to be a large chunk of chicken, and was very puzzled by finding white and yolk when he cut into it. I suspect that the bustāniyya might actually be better with just the juices, as written, so that'll be the next thing to try.

#sca #medieval food #medieval cookery #medieval cooking #medieval arabic food #sca cookery #food history #arabic food #al warraq #nawal nasrallah #fruit #chicken

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bokettochild · 6 months

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*sigh*

ur posts always have such great vibes, I could really just imagine a fluffy pancake behind your screen just typing your posts

because ur vibes are like a fluffy pancake with some trauma, but that just adds more depth to the pancake as a sentient pancake

anyways

what do u like on ur pancakes

does legend like pancakes

has he ever fallen asleep face first into a pile of pancakes?

does he ever feed his bees pancakes?

are u concerned about being fed to bees?

probably not cuz ur probably a person but I'm still suspicious ur just a sentient pancake

u can probably do all the person things and put on a little hat and glasses and no body could even guess u were actually just a pancake

but I know I can tell your'e a pancake

unless ur some other type of pastry.. ???

if so then I'm sorry for assuming u were a pancake if u really a souffle or waffle or other cultural variety of fluffy pastry

hold on- don't u have some Irish in ur blood? yeah so you're probably a pancake

u have very nice vibes and probably pretty nice voice too

bye

........oh boy

So, um, funny story? My sister calls me the Pancake Goddess? For reasons?

Reasons:

Inch thick pancakes :)

As for Legend, he loves pancakes! Definitely the type to eat his with fruit, but maple syrup (or as Wild calls it, tree blood) is also a favorite. Both combined though? Sweet tooth heaven! He's ever fallen asleep while eating them. That's sticky and he's kinda...against stickiness. It's very unpleasant :(

And yes! I have Irish blood, and pancakes are a Happy Food for me. Unfortunately I'm the only one in my house who can make them correctly, so if I want to eat them I have to make them myself. that's usually okay though, because it reminds me of making pancakes with my dad when I was a tiny anklebiter and those are Good Memories :)

I love that I give pancake vibes though LOL. My sister asks me to make them for her all the time, and they are her comfort food when she's drunk/high/hungover/depressed so I tend to make them quite a bit LOL

This has, of course, led my other sister given nickname to be Moomin Mama because she is ALSO a pancake goddess <3

#pancakes #lu legend #asks and answers #linked universe #linkeduniverse

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cocosnocalcocoa · 1 year

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low cal meal tips

here’s a few meal alterations and recipes i have that make eating low cal easier, and healthier!

black coffee/espresso- cafe a la llave espresso

cuban coffee bean is very sweet and rich in flavor so drinking it without adding anything isn’t as unpleasant as drinking a plain american.

if you have a sweet tooth or just cant stand bitter coffee, this is a perfect alternative.

2 cals per 8 oz

healthy sandwich/toast alternatives

this is my go to lunch meal: two slices of toasted challah or whole grain bread, 2 turkey ham slices, equal lettuce slices for each bread, and two slices of tomato.

challah bread is made without butter, and is sweeter, so when i cant come across whole grain bread, i use challah. both are about 80 cals per slice.

this recipe can be really diverse; you can also replace the bread with low carb tortillas if you would like it to be lower in calories + add or replace it with cucumber and tuna or eggs and avocado. its up to your preference!

i like this because it provides a healthy balance of carbs, protein, and greens, and overall its refreshing and filling.

about 200 cals per sandwich- but it varies depends on what you make it with. you can slice it in half and save the rest for later to have 100 cals per meal if you’re looking to eat lower cals

oatmeal

plain cooked oats with a pinch of salt for flavor cooked with water, not milk

you can add almonds, some fruit, or cinnamon if you want extra protein or flavor!

this is my go to if i need fiber and want to stay full for a long period of time

140 cals for 1/2 cup of dry oats, but i usually do 1/4 cup of dry oats for 70 cals

quest protein bars

after trying a lot of different protein bars, this is now my go to

they’re the lowest in cals per serving in comparison with other brands, and provide the most protein per serving as well

at first the flavor and texture is a little gross, but after a while and once you get used to it, its a great alternative if you’re craving dessert or something sweet

170-200 cals per bar, depending on the flavor. (theres a wide variety of favors to choose from!)

those are all the meal tips for now, theyre not very original, but i’ll make an updated list as i come up with more recipes!

lmk if you have any questions or concerns <3

i wish y’all safe eating

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borldwuilding · 11 months

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most-definitively-a-human

Good luck with worldbuilding! Hope you have a blast.

Questions for you: how do the people of your world get their food? What is the magic like? And do you have a favourite fun fact about your world?

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Replying to this here like a weirdo because my response to the magic section has actually gotten more lengthy than I intended!

How do people of your world get their food?

For most people, food comes from their own efforts or from close community efforts - be that farming / gardening or hunting. For most people who live outside of more urbanized / tightly packed cities, it’s not uncommon to have a garden to grow some food, and many more rural civilians know how to hunt game or have livestock of some form (even if it’s just a few chickens). Additional food is usually obtained at local markets or from neighbors. For those living in cities, almost all their food is from surrounding land, which is usually produced on much larger scales than rural communities might. Specialty foods may be imported from longer distances to larger and more wealthy cities, like fruits from the more tropical regions or rare types of treats and game.

There is also a large population of hunter-gatherer or nomadic people in Aanrah, which has resulted in a interesting distribution of plants. Many well traveled paths may have commonly used rest spots that are surrounded by a wide variety of produce planted by previous travelers, left for their future selves or for whoever might travel there next. In areas where these groups are frequent, food can be gathered fresh almost daily for a good portion of the growing season as one travels due to the amount planted on well-traveled paths. Seeds accidently and purposefully spread are tended to idly by those resting there for the night, and it’s considered good practice and polite to add to the ‘garden’ if one takes from it.

Favorite Fun Fact

Since this will be shorter than the magic question!

Aanrah, once having had three moons, used to have pretty violent tides, which left very, very little land that was continuously above water! As a result, some of the best ways to travel long distances is actually the dwarven tunnel systems, which were initially dug with the intention of connecting the sparse few landmasses together in a way that could be traveled without every having to worry about the tides.

How does magic work?

We’re just gonna slap the cut here!

In Aanrah, magic can largely be split into two ‘types’: what will henceforth be called ‘divine’ magic (or inherent magic), and sort of ‘spell’ magic.

In the simplest sense, divine magic is a inherent part of everyone and everything in the world - whether alive or dead, animate or inanimate, sentient or intelligent, everything has divine magic. Divine magic can be thought of in a sort of mechanical/metaphysical sense as a descriptor or ‘tag’ - something that ‘describes’ what a thing is in its most inherent and distilled form. And for most things, they only just legally have divine magic. It exists, but is very weak, and very scattered. But divine magic is what designates a domain if a thing were to ascend to actual divinity, and decides what ‘traits’ a object might have for spellcasting.

For example, a rock. A rock’s divine magic both covers what it’s made of and is (basically in a scientific ‘what are my elements composing me’ sense) as well as what one might attribute to it when spell casting - earth, stone, a location, tough, sharp, and other things of that nature.

For a living thing, divine magic is both a mix of what they are (dragon - fire, sharp, flight, red, etc.) as well as who they are (their personality, life events, goals, likes, dislikes, etc.). A person’s divine nature, so to speak, changes as they go through life - but for the most part, until they ascend to divinity, any given ‘category’ of themselves is usually fairly weak. Even strong immortal beings who have honed themselves on something specific don’t have a strong divine aspect in it, and won’t unless/until they ascend to godhood.

The Outsider god Artitengh is considered the patron over divine and inherent magic and power. The nature of divine power is such that with the exception of actually divine beings, one really cannot find out what aspects might be ‘attached’ to a person. If anyone would know, it would be Artitengh - and if it is an ability Artitengh has, it refuses to share that knowledge. However, Artitengh is known to be able to cause individuals to develop ‘inherent power’ if they come into contact with his scales - a sort of ‘superpower’ or internal, self-driven magic akin to that used by sorcerers. However, Artitengh does not seem to be able to determine what that power might be - and for the recorded cases in universe, the power seems somewhat arbitrary.

From a ooc and mechanical point of view, it is. Mostly. Every individual can basically be thought of having, say, 90 1% traits and 5 2% traits from which their power can manifest or take direction. Non divine beings simply do not hone or lean to any one trait or direction the same way deities do - which is for the better. Diversity in ‘divine traits’ allows for diversity in who someone is and what they can do. A person who has ascended into a god will slowly ‘lose’ parts of themselves as they gain divine ranks, leaning more into certain aspects and becoming more ‘distilled’ versions of that. Divine magic determines a being or thing to its very core in a unshakeable and undeniable way that other forces cannot or do not - which is why it’s very broad for things that are not divine.

For Artitengh’s ability, this means that more then likely, one person’s likes and dislikes, or what they do, will not really have a sway on what their power is. A merfolk water mage is just as likely to roll the ability to control waves as they are the ability to self combust when they sneeze. Even Zhün the Exiled, one of the oldest not fully divine beings (even as a demigod) does not particularly have a strong sway in his divine magic - despite being a practicing necromancer and the first lich since the 2nd Era. Unless he were to ascend to Lesser godhood, his divine magic will remain significantly more general.

For those who do ascend to divinity, divine magic begins to pick a direction. The jump to demigodhood can begin to funnel the sense of self towards something related to the individual, but not always. But once a being ascends to lesser godhood, their divine magic and inherent nature picks a direction, and that being becomes usually fully unable to go down other paths (outside of drastic events). Divine magic tends to go from specific and weak to general and powerful, but this is not a solid rule.

For spellcasting, or otherwise ‘wizard’ / general magic, a large portion of it honestly just follows the vague direction of DnD ruling, just for the purpose that I would like to maybe one day run a campaign in this world. In a less boring and lame way, spellcasting is a mix usually of somatic, material, and verbal components. Prior to the 10th Era and Szaifudrus’s deal with Emrul, spells and spellcasting was incredibly rare. Most magic used by beings was inherent / divine, and those ‘true’ spell casters who used spells for magic were usually taught it directly from Emrul or someone adjacent. Spells were basically impossible to get unless you knew the right people, and even then they were seldom traded or exchanged.

Since the introduction of a lot of spells into the knowledge of more average civilians, the use of spells has taken off wildly. Spellcrafting and theorizing has reached new levels with the amount of knowledge Szaifudrus let into the public, and from what he gave more experimentation and extrapolation allowed magic to become both more widespread and commonplace, as well as far more versatile and deep.

While wizards and various mages use the bulk of the magic, it’s not uncommon for normal civilians to know simple spells to help out with daily life. Magic is a major component in the creation and maintenance of the world’s technology - including rail systems, basic light bulbs, and heated water.

#questions #replies #worldbuilding #homebrew #thank you aa!#ray blabs

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the-hilda-librarians-wife · 1 year

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Carpe Diem - Chapter 9

Pairing: Sketchbook (Kaisa/Johanna)

Summary: Carpe diem: one of the five latim mottos of the arcadist, or neoclassical movement. Literally translates to "seize the day"

Picking up where Locus Amoenus left off, this fic follows the lives of Kaisa and Johanna for a couple weeks as their feelings grow and develop. Updated weekly.

Notes: >:)

Read it on ao3 or read the first installment on this verse or read the second installment on this verse

It was barely past 6 am when Johanna got the message. True, it was probably a little inhuman to shoot someone a text before eight in the morning on a Saturday, but considering that Johanna was usually already awake at that time, it wasn’t like she could judge. That morning was only different because she’d stayed up later than usual with her friends the night before, and the dull pain behind her eyes let her know that her body hadn’t gotten its due of slumber yet.

Even though her brain told her to go back to sleep, she’d already gotten a glimpse of the name on her screen. It didn’t surprise her at all. If anyone out of all the people she knew would be awake at that time, it would be Kaisa. Save for Edmund, of course, but he was probably also still sleeping after their late game and pizza night. What did surprise her was that it was a voice message. Kaisa never sent her those.

She unlocked the cellphone and pressed play on the message, letting Kaisa’s voice, still with a morning roughness that meant she hadn’t woken up long ago, wash over her as she laid back down and closed her eyelids.

“Hey, Anna.” She began tentatively. “Good morning, I hope I’m not disturbing you. I just… wanted to thank you again. For yesterday, and for everything else. You really are very good to me. Tildy thinks so too. And Frida. So, thank you.”

A smile spread over Johanna’s face. At the same time that she sounded sincere, she also sounded like she was reading from a script. Like she had been rehearsing what to say in her head so as not to forget once she started recording. It also didn’t escape her that apparently she’d talked even more about her to her family, and that Johanna seemed to have their approval.

Her sleepy mind did not manage to pick up on the fact that Kaisa clearly wanted her to know she had that approval, though.

“Also, Frida told me that the Scouts will be hosting a fundraiser today.” She said after what sounded like a deep breath to gather enough resolve. “They’ll be selling out picnic kits. I was wondering, if you’re free, would you like to go with me so we can spend some time together? Don’t worry about it, though, I know we’re all packed with college stuff to do.”

There was a pause. It sounded like Kaisa wanted to add something, but didn’t know what, or if she should.

“Um, that was it. Let me know when you can. Bye.”

As much as Johanna’s eyes screamed at her to not look at a screen, Kaisa would be able to see that she’d received and listened to the voice note, and she didn't want to leave her hanging. She managed a quick text assuring her that she’d love to, but put her phone on silent before she could get any texts back about what time they’d meet. They’d sort that out later. For now, Johanna went back to sleep with a dreamy smile tugging at her lips.

………

The weather closer to the town centre was radically different from that on campus. Where at home it had been drizzling slightly, there it was cloudless and the sun shone as brightly as it could for an October day.

After she’d woken up both body and soul, Johanna had made the appointment to be at the green area closest to the Sparrow Scouts headquarters at about four in the afternoon. Kaisa wouldn’t need to be driven there, she’d assured. She’d be going earlier to keep her sister company.

However, when Johanna arrived, Frida was nowhere in sight, and Kaisa was waving shyly at her from the spot she’d picked them under an Ash tree. She’d already set up their picnic, with a variety of baked goods, spreads, fruits and a couple of cold cuts, all on top of a towel that was white with a flowery pattern. There were other people sitting around the park with similar arrangements, but a quick glance told Johanna that Kaisa had brought some extra food with her to add to that which the Scouts were selling in their kits.

“Hi.” Kaisa stood up when Johanna approached her, ready to accept the hug she was greeted with. “I hope you don’t mind, I picked us a basket in advance. I thought you’d like the pattern of this towel that came with it.”

“I do.” Johanna smiled approvingly. "It's very pretty. Did you sleep well?”

“Oh, sure.” They sat down side by side, their backs resting against the bark of the tree. “I was exhausted. What about you?”

“Me too. Except I went to sleep much later than I’m used to. I had to sleep until, like, ten o’clock to get rid of the brain fog.”

After picking up a buttery biscuit, Johanna looked at Kaisa only to find that she’d gone slightly pale. Or more than usual, at least.

“Oh, shoot! I didn’t wake you up, did I?”

Laughing despite the biscuit still in her mouth, Johanna wondered if Kaisa thought most people woke up at six every weekend. Her reaction made Kaisa groan and bury her face in her hands, muttering out a coy ‘sorry’.

“That’s really okay. I found out I don’t mind being woken up by you at all.”

Lowering her hands enough that Johanna could see a roll of her grey eyes, Kaisa huffed. “I’ll make sure to remind you of that when I next need help with an essay at three in the morning.”

Johanna smirked. “Please. You and I both know you never needed my help. You just wanted to have my lovely self near you and didn’t know how to ask for it.”

“Oh, damn.” Kaisa said in the most monotone voice she managed. “Now you’ve unmasked me. Whatever shall I do?”

She shoved her playfully, and they both turned to analysing the food options in front of them. If there had been any doubt left in Johanna’s mind that Kaisa had a huge sweet tooth, it was gone as soon as she saw how her first choices were always the sugariest available. She took an entire half of the (admittedly tiny) strawberry pie as Johanna spread a heap of spiced herb butter over a cracker. The lower half of Kaisa’s face was pink by the time she finished, and Johanna handed her a napkin even if she thought the image was adorable.

“Sorry again for Abigail’s behaviour last night.” She said as she gave her the piece of paper. Since she’d come to the conclusion that the sweet biscuit had been more worth her while than the cracker, she decided to try another sweet food, a piece of the banana and apple bread. It turned out to have been the right decision, the taste rich and cinnamon-y. When she had joined her friends again after having dropped Kaisa off the night before, they had tried to pretend nothing had happened, but none of them had been pleased with Abi. Only Johanna had been truly mad, but even the rest of them had been clearly disappointed by her conduct. In the end, she’d left earlier. No one had asked her to, of course, but she seemed to have sensed they needed some time to forget about it.

“It’s no matter.” Kaisa shrugged, pretending to be more interested in the bizarre amount of pink that had come off of her face on the napkin than in the events of the previous night. “I really didn’t feel any hostility on her part. Why do you think she acted like that, though?”

Johanna took a pause, and a breath. She knew exactly why Abi had said that. The real question was, was Kaisa ready to hear it?

She’d been giving her what Johanna sincerely hoped were hints for a while now; singing love songs with her, telling her she made her life better, texting her sweet ‘good morning’ messages filled with emojis, arranging this sweet little picnic for them… and yet, she’d never made an actual move. It could be that Johanna had severely misinterpreted everything, and she was simply excited about their friendship. But if there was even a small chance that Kaisa might be interested in her romantically, and Johanna sincerely hoped there was, she’d come to the conclusion that she would have to be the one to take that step.

Well, she better not throw away an opportunity, in that case. Carpe diem, Johanna thought. Let’s see if I actually learned anything from that seminar.

“Abigail isn’t at all mean, but she isn’t daft either. I hope it’s not too self centred of me to say this, but I got the feeling she was jealous of you.”

Her eyes opening wide, Kaisa’s lips parted in surprise as she blinked. “Wait, of me? Why the hell would she be jealous of me?”

It was impressive, in Johanna’s opinion, how someone could both be the smartest person she knew and not have a single brain cell at the same time.

“Well.” As she took a deep breath, her nerves got the best of her, and made her stare forward into the park instead of at Kaisa. “That would probably be because I’ve been trying to flirt with you since we first met.”

When there was no immediate response, or no response at all for the following couple of seconds, to be more precise, Johanna worried that she’d screwed up beyond repair. So then she forced herself to look back at her friend’s face, and try to understand if it was an ‘apologise’ moment, a ‘pretend it was a joke’ moment, or a ‘get this disaster lesbian to understand someone is into her’ moment.

It was that last one. She should have known.

The confusion was evident on her face, like half of her brain was trying to decide if it was a quip she should laugh about, and the other half was processing the implications of her having spoken seriously. Johanna bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from smiling, wishing she could snap a picture of her and then place it side by side with that confused maths lady meme.

“Not to pressure you, but could you please say something? It’s starting to worry me.”

Kaisa’s face seemed to become even more panicked when she realised she was expected to have a coherent reaction to what was happening, and her eyes shifted from side to side like a deer in headlights, looking at every part of Johanna’s face except her eyes. Johanna sighed, a lot more amused than worried now, and placed her hand next to Kaisa’s on the towel. She wouldn't touch her without knowing if she was too overwhelmed for that at the moment, but the invitation was there in case the girl wanted to reach out.

“Kai.” She said, making sure to sound as patient as possible, and thinking of a clear way to word what she wanted to say. “Sorry to put this much pressure on you all of a sudden, but I’ve been crushing on you for a long while now and I can’t actually figure out if you feel the same, or if you’re happy with us being friends. I mean, I am, but I’d love it if we could try something more romance natured. I’ll be pleased with whatever you say as long as we can still be near each other, I just felt like I needed to put this out here so we could be clear with one another.”

Whatever Johanna had been expecting to get in answer, it was not this. Kaisa actually opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before she managed to get the words out. Each time she did so, the space between her eyebrows creased further, making her look more baffled.

“You can’t figure out if I feel the same?” Kaisa ran a hand over her hair, staring at the spot between their hands because looking directly at Johanna felt like too much at the moment, and she couldn’t risk losing the minimal amount of rationality she’d gathered by making that mistake. “Are you kidding me? I’ve been mad about you for like, almost a month at this point. I wasn’t aware of it for most of this time, sure, but I have! You don’t think I go around inviting all my acquaintances for private freaking picnics, do you?”

It was most likely not how she should react, but in the face of that sudden bluntness from someone she’d spent so long tip toeing around, Johanna couldn’t hold back a laugh. She hunched forward and buried her mouth in her hands, her shoulders shaking.

“Anna, I’m serious!” Now Kaisa was looking at her, and using her hands to gesticulate too. It only made her want to laugh harder, though out of delight or nervousness, she didn’t know. “I told you I listen to music because of you! That’s the simpiest thing in the history of ever, this isn’t fun! Do you think it’s easy having a secret playlist to listen to when I want to think about you?”

Johanna now felt her face warm pleasantly, and a fluttery feeling take over her belly. Not wasps, she noticed, but beautiful butterflies making a garden of her abdomen.

Or maybe goth moths, come to think of it.

“Okay, okay, hold on.” She breathed when she got her giggling under control, even if it was hard with Kaisa squinting at her like she was going to send her to sleep on the sofa despite them not even living in the same house. “So what you’re telling me is that, if I wanted to kiss you, that would be alright?”

“Of course that would be alright!” Kaisa threw her hands up in the air in defeat. “Listen, I’m trying to be as direct as I dare with you here-”

She didn’t have the opportunity to finish that train of thought. Before her courage could wane, Johanna leaned forward and pressed her lips against hers. It had clearly been an unexpected move for Kaisa, but apparently also the right one, because after a millisecond of being ice still and trying to process this new development, Kaisa sighed in something that was partially joy and partially relief, and melted into it.

It was a chaste brush of their mouths, but they drew back only long enough to look at one another with adoration before gravitating back to the halfway point between them where their lips met again. It felt like their blood was replaced with silver and stardust, like fireworks exploded just beneath their skin. Johanna captured Kaisa’s bottom lip between hers, amazed that it was just as soft as it looked, and was rewarded by gentle hands cradling the back of her head and threading into her hair.

It took them longer than it should have to remember that they were in public, in a place filled with child scouts and their parents, and even longer to bring themselves to care about it. When they eventually did, they leaned back only the distance that they absolutely needed to, their foreheads still leaning against each other, in a way that they could feel each warm puff of breath from the other on their face.

Looking at Johanna like this, face flushed and smiling at her like she was some sort of gift, Kaisa felt caught between wanting to shout her feelings from the nearest rooftop and wanting to cry. Sure, the word ‘love’ hadn’t been mentioned, but she’d just made it clear, through words and actions, that she didn’t, apparently, know how far above Kaisa’s level she was. And since she hadn’t been ashamed to admit she’d fallen this far, maybe if Kaisa was smart she could persuade her to plummet even further.

It should be terrifying. She’d always thought that she would never be close to anyone in this sense. She had thought she was too odd, too obsessive for anyone to truly be able to enjoy her presence beyond the show she put up for the outsiders in her life. But Johanna truly had. This woman had ever so gently lifted up her mask, inch by inch, and for some reason, decided that she liked what she saw. The thought that eventually she might lift it high enough and see something she couldn’t deal with should send Kaisa running, lest she get too attached and break her heart (and heavens know what else) trying to not be a disappointment. But it didn’t.

From the very beginning, Johanna had taken everything that terrified her and turned it into something new and unexpected. Kaisa had handed her well written essays on why she was no good for a friendship, why she shouldn’t want to get close, why she was everything she was running from; and in turn, Johanna had picked them up with a smile, thanked her, and turned them into artful origamis which she kept close to herself like battled for trophies.

Kaisa was so afraid. She was afraid of disappointing, of not being perfect, of the future, and of everything she couldn’t control. But she wasn’t afraid of this. And, as long as the reason why she wasn’t afraid continued to look at her like there was something in her that was worth protecting, Kaisa was sure she would be alright.

#my fic #fic: cd #verse: carpe diem #sketchbook ship #sketchbook ship hilda #sketchbook ship fanfic #kaisa hilda #johanna hilda #sketchbook college au

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mistydeyes · 10 months

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HHHHHHHHIIIII 😭😭😭 is it okay if I can request a MWII pair-up? thank you if you do this and just wanna add that ur writing is so GRJRJRKKKSL

Appearance:

I am a Mexican girl with a medium beige skin tone and a bunch of moles around my body. I have dark brown eyes with long lashes. Dark-ish brown hair that is type 2C and a medium length. I have dark circles some are kindaaa deep. I wear red glasses (my vision is crappy asf). I’d say I’m about 5’3 💀💀. Clothing wise, I really like a Twlight-inspired look, but also loveeeee Chicano-styled clothes.

Personality:

I’m a Leo and INTP. I’m mostly an ambivert, since I switch up constantly depending on who I’m with. Usually, I’m more extroverted, outgoing, and chatty around my friends. If I don’t like somebody–or don’t know them well enough–then I’m quiet and a bit distant. I daydream a lot, and can get easily distracted, and sometimes I zone out when I feel sad or nervous. I’m (thankfully) funny in the words of my friends, and can be a compassionate, caring, and shockingly smart person. At the same time, I’m the type of person who will overthink about having to stand in the front of the class to speak. I also have a bad case of anxiety LMAO

Hobbies/Likes/Skills

Some of my hobbies are drawing and writing, and listening to music while daydreaming. Usually when I’m writing, it’s more like journaling all of my thoughts into a piece of paper. I like a bunch of colors, but a lavender purple (including the scent) has to be one of my favs. My interests are honestly around learning about mental illnesses or anything related to psychology. But, I’ve always had a childhood hyperfixation on SPACEEE (and sometimes the ocean). Some of my skills are bilingualism (English, obviously, and Spanish), the ability to play the violin, running reaaal fast, and being a comedic genius (can you tell I’m lying to myself). OH OH and my fav–sea–animals are the jellyfish and manatee 🫶🫶. And if it helps, my fav artists are TV Girl, Lana Del Rey, and Cults!!!

Okay that’s about it I’m SO SORRY if I made it long. Hopefully you enjoyed reading that long ass paragraph(s). Thank you SO MUCH if you do end up paring me up with one of the lil meow meows, and hope you have a good rest of the day/night 🫶🫶 take ur time!!

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

How you met: Civilian You adored spending spring and summer in your home country. You didn't care what anyone said, Mexico was a little heaven on earth especially during the warmer months. Today, you decided to walk down to the local street market with some of your friends. You smiled as you walked amongst the various stands and watched as patrons purchased a variety of items. As you walked down another corridor of stands, you were attracted to one that sold flowers. You greeted the elderly stand owner and looked at the gorgeous array of bouquets. You finally settled on a beautiful arrangement of lilacs, hydrangeas, lilies, and your favorite, lavender. "Gracias," you gently said as you paid a fair price for the bouquet. You then continued on your way and tried to find your friends. However, you were distracted by someone arguing with a stand owner over the price of mangos. "This is bloody robbery," he exclaimed and you could see how sweat bounced off his arms which were perfectly showcased by a summer tank top. "This is the final price, sir," the owner firmly responded. You made your way to the stand as you were familiar with the owner. When he saw you approach, he smiled at you and warmly greeted you. "Diez 10 mangos para mi por favor," you happily said to the ire of the man next to you. As the owner prepared your fruits in a bag, you gave the man next to you a small smile. Once you were all paid, you knew your family friend had given you a discount. You took out 5 mangoes from your bag and gently handed it to him, much to the chagrin of the owner. "Thank you, lass," he replied in an accent reminiscent of Scotland or Ireland. "Enjoy your fruits," you remarked before continuing your shopping.

A peek into your relationship: After you helped Johnny with his precious fruit, it wasn't long until he found you again and asked for your number. That moment sparked a long distance relationship with constant texts and FaceTime calls. This time, you were flying on an 11hr flight to London. After some much needed rest, you and Johnny left the hotel to go to a museum he had planned and researched by himself. "Where are we going?" you asked as he helped to navigate through the winding streets and rail lines. "You'll see, bonnie," he simply replied and kissed your forehead. After the maze of directions, you finally arrived to your destination, the Royal Observatory. It took about 1 conversation for Johnny to realize your love for space and astronomy and he knew this was a perfect destination. You felt like a child in a candy store as you navigated through the exhibits and had him take pictures of you next to every picture of the galaxy and historic telescopes. "I saved the best for last," he said as he led you into a large room. You both sat patiently as you waited for the show to begin. Suddenly, the room grew dark and the crowd hushed as the ceiling above you turned into a gorgeous display of stars. Your eyes lit up at the sight and through the reflection of your glasses, Johnny could tell you were taking in the wonders before you. "A view of the stars for, mi estrella," he joked and besides his very poor attempt at Spanish, you blushed at the comment. Before he could say anything more, you quickly shushed him as you attentively listened to the musings of a scientist presenting. He simply laughed and threw his arm around you, happy he had planned an impressive date.

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #mw2

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kitkatt0430 · 1 year

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☕️ on tea? Love it, hate it, never drank it? Favorite, least favorite?

Tea is the best. :D

So I love all kinds of tea, it's the best drink. Coffee upsets my digestive system these days, but even before that started when given a choice between coffee and tea I would pick tea.

There are so many different types of teas out there too. And they're all so good.

First we've got the true teas: black tea, green tea, white tea, pu erh tea, oolong tea, and yellow tea. These are all derived from camellia sinensis plant and are all going to have naturally occuring caffeine in them.

Of the true teas, black teas tend to be my favorites. They typically have a stronger or bolder flavor and sometimes aren't so much black as they are a deep red which can be very pretty. Though add bergamot to a black tea and it'll be extra delicious to me. (Bergamot being a type of orange - bergamot oil/extract is what's typically added to the tea itself.) Bergamot is found in various breakfast teas, Earl Grey, Paris, amongst others and has a very distinctive aroma.

Black teas also go well with chocolate - I don't know that I've tried a chocolate tea that didn't have a black tea base. Of course people might also start blending coffee into their tea and that's where my adventurousness dies, but often those will be on a black tea base too. If I'm looking for a strong black tea to go in place of coffee and I'm not picking a bergamot tea, I'll usually go with masala or some other similarly spiced black tea.

For making home made tea lattes, black teas tend to be my go to as well. I've gotten pretty good at making these on the stove with a caramelized sugar base, milk added, then tea steeped in last, though sometimes I'll steep the tea separately while making the carmalized sugar + milk and then mix the two after. Different methods make different flavors which work better or worse depending on the type of tea and the flavors I'm after.

Enough about black teas, let's move on to the rest.

Green tea is also a favorite. I haven't tried as many varieties as, say, black tea, but I've yet to taste one I didn't like. Powdered green tea also has a lot of interesting uses, including making for a tasty ice cream.

Oolong teas are really good too. Not my favorites, but they can be more naturally sweet than black teas which make them a good choice when I want to use less sweetener.

Of the non 'true' teas, there's also a wiiiiiide variety of herbal teas out there and have a multitude of plant sources. But because these teas do not include the camellia sinensis, they're technically a tisane. But mostly we just call them tea anyway.

Chamomile tea is a favorite of these for when I've been having trouble sleeping or have a sore throat. Peppermint is good for cold nights, though it's never been particularly useful to me for an upset stomach as others like to claim. Ginger tea is a much beloved by others, but I actually don't like it unless there's something to cover the flavor. It's not gross, it's just... too much. It's an overwhelming taste in a sensory experience sort of way, so I will pretty much never pick a ginger tea.

Rooibos and hibiscus teas are some more of my favorites for herbal teas. They mix well with fruits for some of my favorite light summer blends.

And now for the great iced vs hot tea debate. I actually really enjoy both. Some teas are better hot and don't taste good cold. Some teas are better cold and don't taste good hot. Many teas taste good both ways, but taste different when made hot vs cold so the version I want will differ usually based on what the weather is like. Though it can also come down to what flavors the temperature brings out in the tea itself, which is why some teas taste better one way or the other.

Fruit teas tends to do very well as cold tea, for example. Peach tea is a common one for both hot and iced teas, but strawberry teas are really excellent for being served both ways too though those I'd argue are best served cold. Black tea tends to be better hot, but on a hot day most black teas are delightful when served iced. And since I live somewhere it can get up to 100 degrees in the summer and stay that way for several days or even weeks, being able to enjoy iced tea is kind of a necessity in order to enjoy tea in the summer at all.

#kitkatt0430 answers #the tea on tea :D

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whenwilll1beperfect · 2 years

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How To Enjoy Tea (And Why You Should Try To)

Okay first of all why: it fills you up. Holy fuck does the warmth fill you up. I haven't wanted to eat solid food since I started drinking tea again. Also good for you in general, especially green tea for your metabolism, and it tastes better than plain water (even ice water).

Now for how. This is long but I swear it's worth it if you have no idea where to start with tea.

Variety packs are your best friend when you are first trying out tea, especially if you don't know people who drink tea that can let you try out some of their flavors. Celestial seasonings is my favorite tea brand, and they have a lot of variety packs, but so do other brands. Think about what flavors you like to eat or drink. I like fruit a lot so of course I got their fruit variety pack. Pick out what sounds most appealing to you first, but even if you don't like it, DON'T GIVE UP, try other flavors. I promise you, you will find at least one tea that you like, even if it isn't in that variety pack. Also I try to avoid teas that say "stress relief" but mention nothing about the flavor. I don't usually believe that it will relieve my stress while I'm standing in the grocery store having done no research on whether that tea will in fact relieve my stress or not, and because of their crappy marketing I now also have no idea what it will taste like. Pick out a tea that at least attempts to tell you what it tastes like.

The first time you brew a cup of tea, follow the directions on the package to the best of your ability. You can play with amount of water, temperature, steeping time, etc. later, but it's important to taste the tea when it's made exactly how you're supposed to make it so that you know whether you like it or not. You might not have a tea kettle that gets it to an exact temp, that's okay, usually it mentions boiling or almost boiling or something like that along with the ideal temperature, so even if you don't know exactly what temp the water is you can try to go off of that. Also think about whether you would like it better it if the taste was stronger, you can always add another tea bag or reduce the amount of water next time. It's not always better to steep it for longer, tea bags release tannins which make it taste a little more bitter if it's in for too long. Depending on how the tea is made it might have more or less tannins, so just be careful. At the same time, too many times to count I have thrown one tea bag in a 24oz travel mug and left it in there until I was done with the tea. It depends on the tea and on your taste buds, but I've never had a problem with it, I just want you to be careful and not blame the tea if it's too bitter but you steeped it for an hour.

STEVIA. I love putting stevia in my tea. Stevia will not break your fast, it's super sweet, it's more potent than sugar, it's awesome. I think it enhances the flavor of the tea, but even if it doesn't enhance the flavor for you, it will make it sweeter. BUT the first time you try a certain tea, try it without any extras first, you might not need sweeteners for this tea.

Remember that you might not like certain kinds of tea plain (I hate plain green tea), but a lot of companies combine other flavors with it. Again, celestial seasonings for the win. Candy cane lane is green tea but it tastes more minty and I don't even like mint that much but I think it's really good. Boom. Tazo green ginger tea? Didn't think I would like it but damn it's actually good. Both green teas that actually taste good. Another reason I like celestial seasonings is because candy cane lane is a holiday flavor but I can buy it at the same price at the end of August as in December, and on amazon no less.

Here are my favorite teas:

Celestial seasonings raspberry zinger, white chocolate peppermint, candy cane lane, vitamin c shine (with some stevia thrown in there it literally tastes like heated up fruit juice it's so good). Yogi detox tea (don't know that I believe that it helps detox anything but it's a yummy spicy tea).

Don't get too hung up on which teas will be healthiest for you, obviously if you find a green tea or an oolong tea that you like, go for it, but tea in general is incredibly healthy. Plus, I'm guessing if you’re on edblr you don't care too much about your health, just increasing your metabolism or suppressing your appetite. Not all teas will increase your metabolism but warm liquid will certainly curb your appetite.

Please lmk if you have any questions and I will be happy to answer them or tell you that I have no idea lol.

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erinbeast · 2 years

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Mererid’s Gardens

Mererid puts a lot of pride into his ability as a gardener (and plant enthusiast) and deicides what gets planted and where. There are many gardens spread through the Imperial Palace, inside and out.

Outside are many vegetable patches and groves of fruit bearing plants.

Mererid ensures that the vegetable patches have:

Carrots: Three types appear in the patches; Candysnax which is delightfully sweet and disease resistant carrot, Purple Sun, a dark purple carrot that when cut open reveals a yellow/orange sunburst in the middle, and Dragon, a more wild variety of carrot that is a but spicy similar to radishes. Mererid himself prefers the Dragon variety while our dear Emperor will sneak the Candysnax variety out of harvest basket not being actively tended to. Purple Suns are used during banquets and feasts, as out of the darkness comes the sun.

Celeriac: Also known as Celery Root is a wonderful little nutty tasting root that stores incredibly well and makes for a good snack that’s easy to eat even while working in the gardens, throughout the palace, or behind a desk or pacing. Also used in many stews and will occasionally be served mashed at dinner.

Garlic is a staple in the Imperial Palace and among Nilfgaard in general, every house has some. The two varieties you’ll find are; Bavarian Purple, noted for its very strong flavor, and the Chesknok Red, which is incredibly nice in cooking. Bavarain Red is mostly used chopped or fined diced in spreads and dips. The cooks in the palace will use recipes from anywhere, however they always add more garlic than the recipe calls for. Who only uses 1 clove of garlic?!

Lettuce is another staple with two varieties. Milagro, a hearty disease resistant lettuce that is sweet and tender, Butter Crunch which does well in hot summers and into the fall season and holds well for a lettuce. Bullet Lettuce is sprinkled throughout as a sort of ‘back-up’ lettuce as it is a vigorous and hardy type.

Arugula which is mainly used in salads for small dinners hosted by the Emperor, comes in two types; Bellezia which is a hardy type, great for the sometimes drastic changes in between Nilfgaard seasons; and Speedy, which is quick to harvest.

Onions pop up in almost every vegetable patch as they are used for almost every dinner, feast, and banquet within the palace. Among the varieties you’ll find Oneida, a large onion that stores well for long periods of time; Monastrell, a disease and sun burn resistant type that’s a boon in the summer time; and Talon, a type of onion that can grow almost anywhere, even where most won’t even start to try and have a long storage life. A chef once accidentally dropped sliced onion into hot oil and now both Mererid and Emhyr can’t seem to get enough of fried onions. A few guests have also taken to them and try to replicate the dish.

Wega Parsley is the main strain of parsley you’ll find throughout Nilfgaard known for its tough nature that prevents bolting and bitterness and can be harvested late in the growing season.

Pepper plants pop up in planters around the palace they serve as colorful decoration and a source of food. Candy Cane Chocolate Cherry are best at being both. Their foliage is fantastic and the peppers produced are sweet and crisp. Emhyr hates noisy food, any crunching or slurping will drive him mad(more so than usual I suppose) but he makes an exception when Mererid munches on these as the man looks too damn happy to guillotine. Padron, a shishito like pepper that is sturdy and produces peppers all season long for a continuous harvest.

Potatoes are found in large numbers in a few patches with Dark Red Norlands, which produce a heavy yield and are disease resistant, to the Carola which are resistant to disease but still require monitoring but, produce a heavy harvest. A staple on the plate of almost every dinner and feast. Do not mash them, the Emperor will have your head for it. Mererid bless him, can only sigh and shake his head and secretly mash potatoes for him and few others servants/slaves.

Sweet Potatoes, a favorite of the Emperor when roasted with salt and olive oil. The Beauregard is the go to for being sweet and does well in cooler times.

Radishes, of which Mererid will go out and get a few and eat straight from the garden, you’ll find the Nile, which does well in heat, produces a sweet spicy root and edible leaves used for cooking. The Celeste can be found near fall as the are wet/cold tolerant and can stay in the field for sometime before being unharvestable.

Squashes of many varieties can be found; the Chiffon which grows upwards on tresses, or Cube of Butter which is a low growing kind with a heavy harvest. Butterbaby saves some room on the ground by growing on tresses like the Chiffon and is known for a sweet and rich fruit. The Golden Star has a tight plant and is disease resistant with a continuous harvest. Squash rarely shows up on the Emperor’s plate, Mererid however will always take some if there is any to be had, just a small bit.

Olympic Spinach can be found year round in the vegetable patches and on the table, Emhyr likes a good strawberry spinach salad and it’s an almost guaranteed way to make him eat something, at least in the summer time.

#gardening #garden #mererid #best boy #emhyr #emperor emhyr #emhyr var emreis #the witcher #withcer #part 1 of ??#Veggies #eat your veggies ya'll #and be kind and loving and sneaky #like mererid

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softgrungeprophet · 1 year

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carrot apple orange juice!!

ratio of roughly 3 full sized carrots to 1 large apple and 1 large orange (or double it if u want more)

chop em up and put em in a juicer.

done.

more long-winded explanation under the cut:

1 BIG APPLE: (sliced) I usually use a single nice big Honeycrisp. You can also use 1.5 to 2 smaller apples if you don't have fuckoff massive Honeycrisps like we do. I've tried it with a couple of Fujis before, though I personally found Fuji slightly too sweet for this... (ymmv) I like a slightly sweet-tart apple, neither too sour nor too sweet, and my mom usually buys honey or cosmic crisps, so that's what we have and what's worked well. idk if a granny smith would work, i feel like those always have a weird bendy texture so idk how they'd behave in the juicer but the tartness sounds like it would be pretty good if you're using a particularly sweet orange variety or a lot of carrots (or pears)

1 BIG ORANGE: (peeled and segmented) When I make this, the orange and the apple are usually roughly the same size. I like using Cara Cara oranges but any large orange should work. Cara Caras are very mild flavored so if you want stronger orange flavor you can try stronger oranges and see if you like them. Cara Cara oranges are also pretty hefty so again if you're using smaller oranges, you will need more than one. The key is to have roughly equal parts oranges to apples though.

SOME CARROTS*: (chopped) Like I said, 3 is a good number, but you can use more or less or leave them out if you hate carrots. I just use regular-ass whole UNCOOKED RAW carrots from the grocery store but other colors of carrot are good too. Depending on the size of your carrots you might have to adjust lol. i just kinda eyeball it so I don't have weight measurements or anything but my goal is usually that the apple-orange juice mix = about the same quantity as the carrots, altogether. that way it's not TOO carroty. but this is still pretty carroty so keep that in mind; you CAN AND WILL taste the carrots if you don't leave them out. but i recommend giving it a try at least once, if you can. uncooked carrots are really sweet and they won't have that gross aftertaste you find in baby food or apple sauce (cause those things have cooked carrots and that shit's nasty)

if you really hate carrots and don't like them in the juice, even raw, you can leave them out completely like i said, and just add more orange and apple, or try another fruit. i've tried this with pears before and that was pretty yummy but the soft texture of pears did make it particularly... uh... thick? so you may need to filter it with a literal cheesecloth if you don't want like... pear slurry in the bottom of your glass (was a bonus in my case, because of my swallowing problems) You may also want more tart oranges or apples if you use pears, if it's too sweet.

*note that raw carrots can be pretty hard on the juicer (being the literal hardest of these fruits) and are also the most fibrous of the bunch, so if your juicer is like mine you WILL have to clean out all the fiber from the chamber sooner rather than later. i always do the oranges and apples first, clean out the pulp from those, and then do the carrots. (and then clean the whole thing according to how it's supposed to be cleaned while the juice is in the fridge)

because of this hardness and fibrousness, while i can do whole orange segments and whole or partial apple slices, i usually chop the carrots up into 1-2 inch long cylinders so the juicer has an easier time with them. if you try to shove a whole carrot in a juicer that's not made for it, you will probably regret it by the time you hit the middle of the carrot 😂😂 if you have someone else helping you, you can make them chop the carrots for you, too (i did that when i was still recovering; chopping carrots is hard work!)

relatedly, this is not the most labor intensive thing to make but it requires a lot of chopping and standing and shoving fruit into a juicer so it's not un-labor intensive either. an apple corer helps a lot but in my case, our apples are... uh... too big for our apple corer... so you might want to keep that in mind and either buy smaller apples or see if you can find pre-cut apples if you don't have anyone to help you and can't cut them yourself lol

i personally haven't tried using baby carrots but if you dry them off so they're not so wet, they should work? i mean they're basically just pre-cut carrots already. worth a try!

As far as fruit variety goes, I mentioned obviously some different options already but one that i want to make a separate note of is Blood Juice, aka: blood oranges, purple carrots, and pink apples (the kind that are pink inside)

I did this for Halloween and it was very good (mmm carotenoids) and a pretty dark red color with orange foam, so it really worked great for my spooky purposes. i encourage you to try out all kinds of fruit types to see what you like best :) my mom loves tangerine juice, for example, but I'm not a fan. you could probably use grapefruits too.

a little bit of lemon juice can also add a nice hint of tartness if you want a little more contrast, or if you're using particularly sweet apples or oranges. (i did that when i made it with fujis, iirc, cause it needed it... lemon also a good addition if you use pears instead of carrots since that increases the sweetness a lot)

experimentation is also fun. like, i bet this would be good with a tiny (very tiny) bit of ginger! or ginger ale, ooh... anyway go wild! juice what's in your heart! ultimate expression of "idk just throw whatever in there"

Anyway, i just chop all my ingredients up into pieces (or peel into segments for the oranges) and stick the pieces through our 20 year old electric juicer, and then i pop the juice in the fridge to chill before drinking (it'll settle so make sure to stir or shake before pouring/drinking.)

If you don't have a juicer this probably won't work XD unless you have one of those crazy hardcore blenders that can blend up raw carrots i guess...

the final result is also good, imo, with a bit of sparkling water (such as lemon or even passionfruit tbh) if you like bubbles (i love bubbles) but bear in mind that the juice you get won't be clarified unless you strain it yourself or have some weird fancy juicer, so it won't mix with sparkling water the same way thinner clarified juice does.

our old beast of a juicer is the kind that separates pulp/fiber from juice but the end result is still more akin to something like cloudy apple juice or cider and by its nature a little bit thicker and more uh... textured... than filtered apple juice, though the thinness/texture will probably vary depending on your ratio of carrots to apples to oranges (and how crisp your apples are).

the result from our juicer usually has foam/scum that floats to the top once the juice settles, and you can skim that off the top if you want, before you stir/shake it. it doesn't bother me personally but i know everyone has different texture issues and i can imagine that some people would be grossed out by it.

also obviously this isn't pasteurized or anything (i like many juices but i draw the line at cooked carrots and cooked bananas lol) so it won't last very long in the fridge, but it should be good for at least a day. I've drunk some that's been in the fridge for three days and I'm not dead so it's probably fine.

i don't remember how much it makes. i wanna say like... a cup...? maybe two cups? (~8-16 oz) idk if you want more you can just make more it's not that hard.

#lemon sparkling water is also great in regular old apple juice fwiw #nadia rambles #food #drinks #feel free to reblog and spread around it's not like some original recipe just something my mom's made since i was a kid

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