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elsaqueenofstress · 2 years

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DELICIOUS OR IMPRESSIVE? DELICIOUS IS IMPRESSIVE.

the bear / james baldwin / barry jenkins / sam sifton / joan tierney / ella risbridger / joyce carol oates / cesar chavez / ruby tandoh / aimee nezhukumatathil / jenny slate / sue zhao / ron padgett / christopher citro / crystal wilkinson / joy harjo

#the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu #jeremy allen white #sydney adamu #carmy berzatto #on eating #on food #kitchens #sharing food #cooking together #web weaving #parallels #word collage #intertextuality #notes #idek if this makes sense but i just love these food quotes and also the show so.

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schmellows · 3 months

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A homecooked meal for the sleepy little star.

#love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #xavier #l&ds #lds xavier #xavier x mc #we dont talk abt the fact i love him almost as much as ray #the things i do for my bois #sleepy boi #fanart #love and deepspace fanart #art #cooking together #couple #selfinsert #this took me roughly 16 hrs btw #please dont look at the food #backgrounds are hard #art challenge

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steddieas-shegoes · 5 months

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powdered sugar nose

for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt 'cooking together' rated: M wc: 711 cw: food as a way to flirt, allusions to sex, fade to black sex tags: established relationship, fluff, subtle praise kink

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The pie wasn't turning out right, and Steve was trying not to panic.

Wayne only asked for one thing for his birthday and it was this pie that Steve had assured him he could make.

"Glaring at it probably doesn't fix it, sweetheart," Eddie said from across the kitchen.

"Well, it's the only thing I haven't tried," Steve put his hands on his hips and stared down at the burnt crust.

"You know, Wayne would understand if you can't do it. I'm sure he'd be fine with a cake."

"I'm not fine with a cake! I promised pie and he's getting a pie!"

Eddie threw his hands up in surrender.

"Okay, okay! Can I at least try to help?" Eddie started rolling up his sleeves.

"Fine. But if this one doesn't turn out right, you're banned from the kitchen."

"Deal."

They worked for the next 30 minutes or so, layering the crust along the bottom of the pie dish, making sure the blackberry filling was the perfect consistency, that the crust being layered on top was done in the exact design from the picture Wayne gave Steve.

Eddie, admittedly, was good at this, his years of delicate work on mini figures making him more than patient and pay close attention to detail.

He read out the recipe for Steve, taking it one step at a time so it felt less overwhelming.

He gave Steve kisses on his neck or shoulder every time they finished a part of the recipe, not letting him get distracted, but letting him know he did good.

Steve smiled to himself, actually enjoying the process of it all now. He felt like he was zoned in on making this pie perfectly.

Once it was in the oven, he set his timer and took in a deep breath.

Eddie lifted him up onto the counter, peppering his neck with kisses, leaving him gasping and giggling.

Eddie's kisses turned into bites, then sucking on his skin, finding every sensitive spot between his jaw and collarbone.

Steve moaned long and loud, throwing his head back as Eddie marked him up.

"When this comes out perfect, I'm gonna fuck you right here," Eddie groaned, holding his hips still when Steve tried to push them closer.

"What if it doesn't?"

"It will. We made it together."

Steve melted, leaning in for a much slower kiss, not quite as hungry.

They were both worked up, more than Eddie probably intended, but they didn't go any further, neither of them willing to risk ruining the pie.

When the timer went off, Steve was resting his forehead against Eddie's shoulder while Eddie rubbed his hands up and down his back.

"If this isn't right, I might cry," Steve sighed, pulling away so he could get off the counter.

"I might cry with you."

Steve opened the oven door, took the pie out, and carefully placed it on the stove.

"It looks...right."

Steve almost couldn't believe it.

He poked the top to make sure it stayed sturdy unlike the first one that collapsed the second he touched it.

It did.

"Holy shit. We did it."

Eddie's arms wrapped around him from behind, his lips brushing against his cheek.

"We did. Told you. Just needs the powdered sugar sprinkled on top. Would you like to do the honors?" Eddie let him go as he spoke to reach for the sifter.

Steve lightly dusted the powdered sugar on top, unable to stop smiling at what they managed to accomplish.

Eddie reached a hand over his shoulder and stuck a finger in the powdered sugar in the sifter.

"Hey!" Steve yelled, turning to face him with his brows furrowed.

Eddie poked his nose, leaving behind a circle of powdered sugar.

"Looks sweet enough to eat," Eddie smirked.

"No pie until tomorrow," Steve pointed a finger at him.

"I wasn't talking about the pie."

"Oh," Steve blushed, turning back to the pie to set the sifter down on the counter. "Well, it did turn out perfect..."

"It did..."

"So..."

Eddie lifted him up and set him on the farthest counter from the pie.

"Think I need a taste to make sure you're sweet enough," Eddie reached down to start unbuttoning his pants.

"And if I'm not?"

"I try again tomorrow."

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddieholidaydrabbles #cooking together

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blended-ice · 4 months

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Katsudon Piroshki!

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awklandia · 2 years

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NECK

#loid forger spy #spy x family manga #spyxfamily #spy x family anime #spy x family #loid forger #yor x loid #loid x yor #twiyor #yor briar #anya forger #digital art #fanart #cooking together #COOKING TOGETHER #anime #manga #a neck! and people say we ask for too much #he’s just… down bad..

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om-is-ok · 1 year

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For me cooking together is the highest form of love language.

You can sit on the counter and talk about anything you want and I'll listen to you as I cook for both of us. Or if you want, you can help me out.

Let's play our favorite songs in the background as we dance in the kitchen.

I'll feed you with my hands.

You can be clingy and hug me from behind if you like. I'll do the same if you don't mind.

If you tell me to I'll tuck your hair behind your ear or help you tie your hair.

I can wipe your hands after you wash them.

I can peel fruits for you while we wait for our food to get ready.

I'll tell you about my day as we eat.

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punkyarabella · 10 months

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Simple Enough

Summary: You've been single for too long so your best friend forces you to attend a cooking class. But you're not the only one here against your will.

Warnings: none, only fluff

1400+ words

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You sighed as you looked up at the bright sign on the front of the building, advertising the cooking classes your best friend made you sign up for. Leah was concerned, you had been single for more than a year now, and showed no interest in joining the dating scene. She figured a cooking class would be a good start to meet some people.

Leah swore up and down that she would come with you, but of course, you had been waiting for ten minutes, and still no sign of the traitor.

You

You're not coming are you?

Leah

Sorry, have fun 💋

You

🖕

Huffing, you put your phone back in your purse, and glanced at the doors again, the nerves twisting in your stomach.

On your right, a car slowed down to let out a passenger.

"I hate you, you know that, right?" The man on the sidewalk grunted through the open window.

"I promise you'll love me!" The driver laughed, before leaving.

The man turned to look at the building, and at you. Because you were still staring. He seemed huge compared to the small car he just stepped out of, his large shoulders clad in leather, just like his hands, dark eyebrows furrowed over slightly confused blue eyes.

"Hi," you smiled awkwardly. "Here against your will too?"

"Uh, yeah," he nodded, glancing at the doors, "something like that."

Although uncomfortable, he seemed nice.

"My friend ditched me, wanna team up?" you offered.

He eyed you up and down, and shrugged, "sure."

You smiled again and he liked that. You seemed inviting, warm and safe compared to everything he had known until now.

"I'm Bucky," he stepped closer, offering you a gloved hand.

You shook it enthusiastically and gave him your name. Bucky repeated it once, testing the words on his tongue.

"Alright, ready?" you raised an eyebrow, a hand hovering above the door handle. He only nodded.

Inside, a few other people were gathering in pairs around tables covered with ingredients and tools, and you quickly realized they were mostly couples. Did you just invite a stranger to a first date? You cringed inside, but you had to admit that this stranger was quite easy on the eyes. You followed Bucky to a table and dropped your purse and jacket next to it. Bucky shed his too, revealing a long-sleeved shirt, but he kept his gloves.

"Are you cold?" you nodded at the leather.

He looked away, "no."

Alright then. The teacher showed up and started the class. The recipe of the day was fried chicken with a side of vegetables. Simple enough, you thought. The first step, chopping the vegetables. You turned toward Bucky.

"Are you good with knives, Bucky?" you raised an eyebrow, it seemed to be a quirk of yours.

He liked how his name sounded on your lips, soft and harmless.

"Yeah, I guess," he seemed even more uncomfortable somehow.

"Great, I don't like 'em, almost chopped off a finger trying to slice a potato the other day," you scoffed, and the corners of Bucky's lips curved up quickly but you didn't miss it.

"I'll handle the knife, then," he answered and you smiled.

You washed the vegetables before handing them to him. He took the knife in his right hand and started to cut. You were mesmerized. The speed, the precision, the agility.

"Wow, you're good good," you chuckled and he felt a nice warmth in his chest. It'd been a long time since he had impressed a pretty lady. "Where the hell did you learn that?"

"Um," the blade slowed down, "I was in the army."

That was the answer the therapist suggested when he told her how uncomfortable he'd get at this kind of question. You seemed satisfied with it and turned to get the spices.

"Alright, now we need to start the fryer," you plugged in the machine.

"That thing?" he looked suspicious of it.

"Yeah, for the chicken." You pushed a few buttons and Bucky kept staring at the machine. "You don't like robots?"

He looked at you, and shook his head, "never used 'em."

You frowned at that, most people had at least used an electric whisk or a mixer, and the army definitely used robots now. He wished the ground swallowed him. Now you would think about how weird he was.

"Okay," you shrugged, with a warm smile, "you handle the knives and I handle the robot."

Bucky let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. You turned on the fryer, announcing what each button pressed was for, and Bucky smiled softly as he watched above your shoulder. The sweet smell of your perfume eased his nerves.

Following the teacher's instructions, you fried the chicken while Bucky took care of the vegetables. You two worked well together, chatting about random stuff while maneuvering around the table, blissfully ignoring the dozen people surrounding you. You even got three small chuckles out of Bucky, and it was the most delightful thing you heard in a while.

"Ouch," you hissed, stepping away from the fryer.

In a second, Bucky was next to you. "What did you do?"

"Some oil got on my hand, it's alright," you showed him your slightly red skin and he had to stop himself from reaching out and touching it.

"Let me do it, peaches. I just take the handle and pull it out right?"

You could only stare at him, an eyebrow raised, always the left one.

"Peaches?" you grinned, and your stomach tied in a knot when he immediately blushed.

"Sorry, um, your perfume smell like peaches," Bucky looked anywhere else but your face. "I like peaches."

"Oh," and now you were blushing too.

Alright, you had to admit Leah was right about this cooking class. But you'd never say that to her face.

"So, the handle?" Bucky glanced at you.

"Oh, yeah, just take it out and put it there," you shook your head and he nodded.

And that's when shit hit the fan. Bucky stepped closer to the fryer, but you forgot to warn him about the short cable hanging in the air, and he stepped on it, unplugging it in the process. You barely registered what happened that Bucky had already stopped the machine from tumbling over, spilling boiling oil on his left hand.

"Oh my God, your hand!" you yelped, catching everyone's attention.

"What's going on?" The teacher approached your table.

"Nothing, the robot almost fell over and I just got a few drops on my hand," Bucky wished for this moment to be over, his left hand clutched behind his back.

"What? No! You've got at least third-degree burns!" You frowned.

"I'll put some water on it," he offered, just so you'd stop worrying and talking about his hand.

But you followed him to the bathroom. You felt guilty, if you hadn't burned yourself, he wouldn't have needed to step in, literally.

"Are you sure, Bucky? You got a lot of oil on there!"

"Yes, don't worry, peaches." He tried to turn his back to you while standing over the sink, but you needed to make sure he was okay so you stood right next to the small sink.

"The leather will melt into your skin!"

"I, uh-" Bucky glanced at you and realized you were not backing down anytime soon. "I don't have skin." His eyes screwed shut at that.

You blinked. It took you a second but you remembered. He told you he had been in the army.

"It's a prosthetic," your voice was soft, your eyebrow raised.

"Yeah," he bit his lip, finally looking into your eyes again.

"Did the oil damage it?"

Bucky laughed at that and you frowned.

"No, the oil did not damage it," he looked slightly more comfortable now.

"Is it just the hand?"

"The whole arm and shoulder," he shrugged it.

"Wow," you glanced at it but went right back to the blue of his eyes. "In the army?"

"Uh, yeah," he picked at the little melted pieces of leather now poking out of his glove.

You took a second to look at his face, and you noticed the small scars, the lines dug by years of battle, and the tired eyes.

"Alright. You wanna get back in there?"

"I'd rather not," Bucky breathed out, and you nodded.

"Coffee?"

He looked at you, the hint of a smile in his eyes. You were not freaked out, you were not running for the hills. And for God's sake, you were gorgeous.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #fluff #bucky barnes #soft bucky barnes #meet cute #cooking together #bucky's vibranium hand #cute

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starker-sorbet · 2 months

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Peter and Tony cooking a meal together for a romantic night in only for Tony to accidentally rub chilli pepper into his eyes putting the night temporarily on hold while Peter helps to wash out his eyes and cuddle him afterwards

@fluffbruary 2024 day 21 : photography | pepper | truffles

#starker #fluffbruary 2024 #pepper #domestic life #cooking together #chilli juice in eye #hurt tony #comforting peter #moodboard #my moodboard #peter parker is an adult here

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eiko82 · 6 months

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Cooking together <3

#twiyor #yor forger #loid forger #spy x family #forger family #nendoroid doll #nendoroid #rement #miniature foods #cooking together #love

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brekitten · 3 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Danny Fenton & Jason Todd Characters: Danny Fenton, Jason Todd Additional Tags: Adopted Danny Fenton, Kid Danny Fenton, Jason Todd-centric, Dad! Jason Todd, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Baking, cooking together, Roses, Rose Milk Cake, Fentonic 2024 (Danny Phantom), One Shot Series: Part 7 of Cat Soulmates Fentonic 2024 Spoilers Summary:

Fluffy baking one-shot featuring dad!Jason and baby!Danny

Cooking Together | Roses

Day 7! @catnek-writing-things and I both panic wrote this, but it's fine. Everything is fine.

Anywho, enjoy the fluff while it lasts, because most of Fentonic is pretty much angst >:3

#fentonic2024 #cooking together #roses #dpxdc #jason todd #danny fenton #de aged danny #dad hood #dad jason todd #seriously he is such a dad #fluff #we used an actual recipe for this btw #i really want to try making it #it looks really good #this is the fluffiest thing i have ever written #theyre so cute

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nolanel-corbeaux · 1 month

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Crow's Kitchen

Just Nol teaching his favorite fae daughter how to make some delicious treats, like Archon's Loaf!

Featuring the wonderful @dinky-dinky!

#ffxiv screenshots #ffxiv gpose #elezen #duskwight #nol my boy #dinky dinky #cooking together #best dad in the world #sorry yein and derri #not sorry

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folkloregirlfriend · 2 years

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you're in the kitchen hummin'

#love is stored in the kitchen <3 #kitchen #love #cooking together #moodboard #mb #sweet nothing #taylor swift #couple #food

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cuddlybats · 8 months

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How? O.O

WEBSITE - INSTAGRAM - YOUTUBE - KO-FI

#bat #bats #cuddly bats #couple comic #cute bats #bat couple #couple time #cooking with girlfriend #cooking #cooking together

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jdkyang · 9 months

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Day 1: summer break with Carlando

this's how i imagine their summer break to look like

#my poor attempt to draw a brownie #summer break #soft carlando #cooking together #lando norris #carlos sainz jr #carlando #formula 1 #fanart #belgian gp 2023 #boyfriend

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jeremy-pakhitou · 1 year

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I was trying some webtoon formating and I used a sketch I had in stock and it turned out cute so here's a little gift for Christmas ! (I forgot to enter the secret santa ...)

#oofuri #ookiku furikabutte #big windup #abe takaya #mihashi ren #abemiha #cooking together

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umi-no-onnanoko · 6 months

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#cook #cooking #cooking together #cucina #cucinare #cucinare insieme #couple #coppia #life #vita #love #amore #relationship #relazione

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