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heey laura!! may i ask/request you books that "warm the heart" bc the world is so chaotic that i need a getaway, like asap hehehe or a cozy vibes, kindness, you know?? *sighs* i need that hehe
absolutely!! i ADORE cozy, so this will actually be hard to narrow down. i'm not sure what genre of cozy you want, because cozy transcends genre, so here's a little bit of everything! if there's a specific genre you want, let me know!
fantasy & sci fi
the very secret society of irregular witches by sangu mandanna is one of my all time favorite books. about a lonely witch who is hired by a found family to teach their three young witches.
legends & lattes by travis baldree is the definitive cozy fantasy, about an orc who opens a coffee shop. very little plot, mostly vibes.
a proper dragon by eb wheeler is a regency fantasy romance with dragons.
a psalm for the wild-built and it's sequel by becky chambers is about a tea monk who meets a robot looking for the answer to the question "what does humanity need?"
romance
the banned bookshop of maggie banks by shauna robinson in which maggie agrees to help a friend run her bookshop in a small town dedicated to a historical author, in which the town's rules only allows books by this historical author or his contemporaries to be sold. maggie starts a secret, underground book club. maggie herself learns to love reading when she makes a deal with the handsome town grumpy man, who agrees to step out of his comfort zone if she reads his recommendations.
the neighbor favor by kristina forest is about a shy bookworm who asks her handsome neighbor for dating advice, not realizing he is the author she's been anonymously emailing.
you should see me in a crown by leah johnson is about a teen girl who reluctantly joins the race for prom queen in order to get a scholarship, and begins to fall for another girl in the competition.
the miniscule mansion of myra malone by audrey burges is about an agoraphobic woman who blogs about the creation of her beautiful dollhouse, only to get a confused email from a young man who lives in an exact, real-life replica of the dollhouse.
general fiction
someone else's shoes by jojo moyes is about two very different women who accidentally switch bags (and some very important shoes).
a man called ove by frederick backman is about a very grumpy old man who reluctantly befriends his new, chatty neighbors.
remarkably bright creatures by shelby van pelt is about a grumpy old octopus who reluctantly befriends his new, chatty human janitor.
i'm gonna stop there, but if you want more cozy genres (mystery, the controversial concept of "cozy horror", or i could even see if i could get cozy nonfiction), hit me up!
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A Very English Murder (Eleanor Swift #1) by Verity Bright #CozyMystery #BookReview
Now that I've read the newest #EleanorSwift mystery by #VerityBright, I decided to go back to the beginning of the series to see how it all started. #AVeryEnglishMurder #cozymystery #goldenage #bookreview #audiobookreview @bookouture @brightverity
Move over Miss Marple, there’s a new sleuth in town! Meet Eleanor Swift: distinguished adventurer, dog lover, dignified lady… daring detective?
England, 1920. Eleanor Swift has spent the last few years travelling the world: taking tea in China, tasting alligators in Peru, escaping bandits in Persia and she has just arrived in England after a chaotic forty-five-day flight from South Africa.…
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#1920s#A Lady Eleanor Swift Mystery Bok#A Lady Eleanor Swift Mystery Book#A Very English Murder#Audible Audio#Audiobook#Book Review#Bookouture#Cozy Mystery#Eleanor Swift#Hachette UK#Henley Hall#Verity Bright
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snapshots. [—todoroki shouto]
TAGS / WARNINGS: pro hero shouto, gender neutral
reader, pining, lots of food talk (shouto feeds
reader a gyoza), pining, silly fluff
WC: 1,000
NOTE: realizing i forgot to link the snapshots
masterlist but can’t do it now bc tungle
doesn’t update reblogged versions and
i’m a sucker for consistency… weeps…
Your mouth goes dry when the door swings open.
“You’re here early.”
It’s Shouto, inclining his head in a curious tilt. Outside air rushes in. Were it not for the mid-winter freeze, you would’ve thought he warmed you with his Quirk: eager blood pounding in your ears to accompany the rush of heat from your throat to your face.
Remembering to speak, you offer a smile. “I wanted to help set up.” There’s a scarf tucked neatly against his throat—a fluffy, well-kept material—not for its functionality, surely, but completing a cozy, well-prepared look nevertheless.
Behind you, Katsuki barks out his own type of greeting. “The fuck you standin’ there for, Icy-Hot? Get inside already. And no distractions.” As acting head chef of tonight’s hot pot party, he offers no leeway to kitchen loiterers.
“Sorry, you arrived right in the middle of dinner prep.” You watch Shouto remove and arrange his shoes by the foyer step. “We’re just getting everything ready for later.”
“This early?” he asks. The sweater he’s wearing looks large and comfortable without being too baggy. Complimenting it gives you an excuse to stare as he shrugs off his coat.
“Bakugou’s making sure we have enough,” you say. “Said it was easier before everyone arrives.”
“He’s doing everything himself?”
You chuckle. “He wrangled some extra hands.”
(Denki had fallen into Katsuki’s clutches after trying to usher everyone out of the kitchen, only to be put to work prepping carrots. Then he tried slipping away when he thought no one was looking; a mistake not to be repeated under Katsuki’s hawkish supervision.)
Shouto doesn’t break away to mingle with Izuku and Tenya setting up decorations around the living room like you thought he would. After his greetings, he wanders over to watch you prep bok choy at the counter.
“My important task,” you joke, tossing the leaves into a colander for washing.
“I can help.”
Bakugou scoffs. His knife clicks against the cutting board. “You can’t even cut chives correctly,” he touts. Beside him, Eijirou claps a hand on his back, grinning.
“Don’t worry, Bakugou. No matter how you chop bok choy, it’s tasty!”
Shouto doesn’t look bothered by the heckling—he never does—though you imagine it would take devastatingly little for him to unintentionally goad the blond into blowing up tonight’s dinner.
“Here,” you hand him a paring knife, “it’s kind of small, but we’re only cutting off the ends.”
Shoulder to shoulder with him, the warmth in your face is an adversary that refuses to abate: a habit you’ve never been able to kick, cemented over the years. Amid the aromatic broths is the scent of his cologne. Your nose can’t help but pick it out, and your brain can’t help but latch onto it.
“Look at the two of you, so hard at work!” Hanta chirps, saddling up with a plate of steaming gyoza. He waves some chopsticks. “A snack for your troubles.”
They look and smell incredible: the bottoms are perfectly golden and crispy, the thin wrappers clings to the filling, shiny and slightly translucent. Apparently Katsuki made the filling earlier that morning. He’d already been assembling them by the time you arrived, barking out corrections to Denki and Eijirou.
“Here, Todoroki—say ahh.” Hanta grins, picks up a gyoza. You stifle a laugh: bemusement rarely makes Shouto’s expression, but your chest always flips when it does. It’s endearing, too, the way his cheek puffs as he chews. Your head tips to try and hide the smile. Hanta nudges you with an elbow. “You too, ahh—”
“Oi! Flat Face, quit yappin’, the apples’re gonna brown if you leave ‘em out.”
“Coming, coming! So scary, Kacchan,” Hanta grins, leaving the plate of gyoza on the counter. “Juice is right there if ya want it.” He departs with a wave.
“Sero’s taking care of the snacks,” you explain. “Insisted on making apple bunnies.”
Shouto blinks. He’s staring at the plate of gyoza.
“They’re good,” he gestures, “you should try one.”
“I’ll be eating my fill when the prep is done, don’t worry,” you say. It’s a tempting thought: homemade gyoza are best when they’re hot. But prep is almost done, you can wait a minute longer.
Shouto, on the other hand, decides that is not the case. He picks one up with the chopsticks.
“Ahh.” Mimicking Hanta with a monosyllabic tone, he presents it with a completely blank expression. Your hand jumps to muffle the laugh that escapes; you almost angle away—a split second thought your body prepares to follow through with.
Realistically, though—selfishly—you know there won’t be another chance to monopolize his space like this when everyone else arrives. And the gyoza looks so good, it would be a shame to refuse.
With a murmur of thanks, you lean in. The outside has cooled some, but the filling has not. It’s savory and juicy. Your eyes squeeze shut with a satisfied, trilling hum.
“Hot.” You huff instinctively against your palm, reaching for a drink. “But good. Have you made gyoza before, Todoroki?”
Shouto’s eyes flutter a blink, chest expanding with a breath.
“Once,” he says, chin tilting. You’re almost too distracted by his eyelashes: the curve of them casting gentle shadows on his cheeks. “I tried to fold some with my siblings.”
“‘Tried to’, huh?” you muse, smile stretching easily. “How’d they come out?”
Shouto’s mouth quirks. “The ones that didn't have filling spill everywhere were alright.” You laugh. “And you?”
“I have a couple times. Not recently. The success… varied,” you admit, sheepish. “It takes more skill to make gyoza than I thought. You gotta have good technique to fold the wrappers—they look good when they’re uniform. Maybe your sister will teach you if you ask,” you suggest lightly, snapping apart bok choy leaves that weren’t separated by the knife.
“I will,” he says, and adds, “When I get better, I’ll teach you.” A little thrill dances up your spine.
“Yeah,” your chest is light, “I’d like that.”
#todoroki shouto x reader#shouto todoroki x reader#reader insert#bnha x reader#bnha fic#snapshot fic#momodita fic
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Hiii Shan,
I cannot remember for the life of me if I asked you about it or not and tumblr search does not help. I've been listening to the @the-conversation-pod round-up ep and apart from making me burst out laughing in public transport, it got me thinking about 'I Cannot Reach You' and the friends-to-lovers trope. Have you ever listed your fav dramas that use it? If not, can I ask for one pretty pretty please?
Thank you for listening to the @the-conversation-pod! And this is such a good question, because friends to lovers is actually a hard trope to get right and often isn't executed that well. It's also a term that is often misapplied to mean something more like friendly to lovers, aka a romance that starts out with the main pair meeting and keeping things platonic for awhile before they escalate to romance.
A true execution of the friends to lovers trope in its purest form is a relationship change narrative, and that requires an established and important friendship, a major transition in the way both members of the pair view each other, and most importantly, lots of angst. If there's no serious anxiety and fear about the changing feelings and losing the friendship present in the narrative, it's not actually friends to lovers, it's just a natural romantic relationship progression. So something like Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo, while a great story about a pair of college students who establish a friendship before eventually realizing they like each other, is not really a FTL as defined here. And my beloved Sing My Crush doesn't qualify either, because romantic feelings were present the entire time, just suppressed.
So with those parameters set, there are only a handful of dramas I think have done this really well. Onto the list:
I Cannot Reach You
You already mentioned this one, so let me just reiterate what I said on the podcast: it's the best friends to lovers bl ever made. This story absolutely nails the relationship change arc and puts us in Kakeru's shoes as he realizes his best friend since childhood 1) is gay and 2) has developed feelings for him, and takes us along for the ride as he decides what he wants to do with that. Yamato is the absolute picture of tortured angst and the whole thing is excruciating in the best way, because it makes the payoff so very sweet.
Fight For My Way
I am pretty sure I have recommended this show to you before, and I will keep right on doing it because it's a fantastic romcom and my favorite friends to lovers drama of all time. This one is heavier on the comedy beats, but still gets to the heart of the fear and anxiety, and also goes deep on how hard it is when one of the friends clues into their feelings much sooner than the other and hangs in as a loyal friend while nursing their wounded heart in private. Watching Dong Man finally figure out what the hell is going on and catch up to Ae Ra was one of the greatest pleasures of my years of drama watching.
Theory of Love
I said what I said and I meant it! This drama is controversial because it hits the angst really hard and pushes the characters to some ugly places and some people just can't deal, but it's such an authentic portrayal of how much it hurts to be in love with your oblivious friend, and how much we hurt ourselves by not being honest about our feelings in a misguided attempt to protect the relationship we already have. I love it dearly and will defend it to anyone.
Romance Is A Bonus Book
A bit on the lighter side, watching this drama is like curling up on the couch in a cozy sweater with your favorite book and a cup of tea. It manages to both take the relationship arc seriously while never once making you doubt that these friends will be okay, because they are truly ride or die. There is also an age gap at play here, so we have the added bonus of watching Dan Yi wrestle with her changing feelings for her best friend that she has always thought of as a little brother. I will never forget her staring into the mirror to practice telling Eun Ho "I don't see you as a man" and getting increasingly desperate as she realizes that is no longer true. *chef's kiss*
My Only 12%
See-iw and Cake, my beloveds! I love this pair a lot, and think this drama is a fantastic example of how powerful the friends to lovers trope can be when combined with a queer awakening and the added layer of fear that brings to the story in a non-bubble show. The arc of their close childhood friendship morphing through time, separation, and changing identities is so so good. This one comes with a caveat because the last two episodes of the show are abruptly bad and weird (New Siwaj *shakes fist*) but happily, the FTL arc is already complete by then and none of the nonsense messes with the couple.
Hospital Playlist
I know you know this one, but I cannot possibly finish this list without talking about Ik Jun and Song Hwa. This is such a slooooooooooow burn that plays out over 24 episodes, and it's brilliantly done. What I like most about this take on the trope is how mature and adult it is; these two are 40 year old booked and busy professionals, and they also value their friendship more than anything. I love that you get the whole arc of their relationship over 20 years as they meet, have initial sparks, don't get together for reasons, genuinely settle into a platonic friendship and date and even marry other people, and then realize their feelings are changing again later in life. The payoff after all this time and patience and quiet yearning is so beautifully earned.
#i cannot reach you#fight for my way#theory of love#romance is a bonus book#my only 12%#hospital playlist#friends to lovers#shan recommends#shan answers
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Hello! I’m trying to translate my character Roosterflame’s name into clanmew, but I can’t seem to find a translation for his suffix. What would Roosterflame be in clanmew? And what nicknames would be possible?
Base Clanmew currently doesn't have a word for chickens! Clan cats avoid farms as much as possible. The word in Townmew for chicken is Igi, which itself comes from a word for 'delicious.' They tend to experience chicken as a meat more often than an animal.
So this is a situation where you can make your own word if you'd like! But TWO different characters in BB created their own words for chickens, if you'd like to take any.
Crookedstar's Phrases
Hens = Brrch
Mostly because they were usually growling at him, they didn't like how close he came or how he didn't respect their space. The chickens did not like poor Stormpaw, no sir, even though he did save them in the end.
Rooster = Gawkaroo
The rooster at the time was ALWAYS crowing at him because he stressed the hens out. These men HATED each other. Mr. Gawkaroo chased him up the coop more than once.
He never made a word for chicks, he never really got close enough to them.
Ravenpaw's Phrases
Hens = Bok
Ravenpaw, meanwhile, cozied up to them right away. They didn't tend to growl at him, just happily going about their business. He had a way of getting animals comfortable around him.
Chicks = Shi
Unlike Crookedstar when he stayed at the barn, Ravenpaw did get close enough to chicks to need a good word for them.
Rooster = Urkaroona
Ravenpaw does NOT like this man though, because he wakes him up in the morning. They're chill... but if there's any chicken who's on thin ice, it's the Urkaroona. The Barleys insist his name is "Hasem" but Ravenpaw calls him (and the one who replaces him later) Urkaroona.
("Hasen" is "Hanson" passed through an accent.)
So! Take your pick! Also pick a word for fire you'd like from the Lexicon. The direct translation of flame is "fyn," which refers to a cooking fire. I think that's morbidly hilarious honestly.
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good stuff 1-6-24
had very good coffee and avocado toast today and really liked reading my book
it was maybe supposed to snow today and maybe supposed to snow tomorrow so i made sure to take out all my trash and get groceries instead of like continuing to put them off like i've been doing
i made instant ramen for uhhhhhh the first time? idk i've just never made it and i always see tips for how to doctor it and i've never tried it so today i decided to try it. so i sautéed some garlic and ginger and green onions in some oil and then cooked the noodles in half broth, half water and stirred in some chopped bok choy. and then in the bowl i put some chili sauce, sesame oil, soy sauce, and lots and lots of cilantro, and then i poured the hot soup over it, and it was good and easy! i wanted to try doing something with egg but figured i should keep it simpler the first time and then go from them. it was a very gloomy and dreary day, and ramen was a perfect cozy meal for the weather.
my family asked me to make a gift registry for my birthday, and part of me is INTENSELY uncomfortable at the idea of like, asking people for gifts, like even having the audacity to think people would want to get me stuff lol. but i have also always wanted to make a registry and i have gone to so many bridal showers and baby showers and weddings and housewarmings for these people over the years and i have not had any kind of party for myself since i was a kid, and my kitchen stuff is either garbage quality, secondhand from someone else after they got married, or something i splurged on for myself. it was nice to think about what i would like to have if i actually got to CHOOSE.
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(There’s a fun exercise for expelling negative energy in bold font at the bottom if you don’t have the time or energy to read all of this)
I’ve been trying to live my life by the seasons more… such as shopping for seasonal crops, decorating my home festively, changing my altar with more regularity, following the moon and different celestial periods more carefully, celebrating holidays and practicing rituals instead of letting them pass me by, preparing myself and my space for upcoming changes, and fully immersing myself in different activities for the current weather… ✨so✨I decided to have a little Mabon celebration last night even though I’m in the middle of a chaotic move and torn between three places.
I spent all day methodically cleaning and preparing my new space, which was both coincidental and intentional because I’m unpacking boxes and cleansing myself of stuff I don’t need and organizing the things I do need in an aesthetically pleasing but functional way. And when I tuckered myself out I went into the backyard (yay, I finally have a yard 🥺🙏🏻) to commune with nature and eat wild apples while keeping an eye on my exploring housecat. Then I made an eggplant, cauliflower, bok choy, ginger, and green pepper stirfry to enjoy with my sister and her boyfriend (and he made onigiri which was so so tasty), and we drank witches brew and watched the live action One Piece and it was really cozy and cute. But now I’m getting to the part I’m really excited to tell you about! It starts out a bit sad but gets good, I promise.
I have a lot of old trauma that’s manifested itself in awful ways into my body such as chronic pain, chronic nausea, vagus nerve issues, and crippling anxiety, and all of this has recently culminated into the worst my health has ever been. Unfortunately, I was so deep in medical debt from surgeries, doctor appointments, medications, natural remedies, coping devices, therapy appointments, and disorder testing for almost 10 years (which sadly amounted to neither answers nor reprieve), that I couldn’t afford more care or to take time off so I could try to heal, so I was not only still suffering but feeling completely hopeless. On top of all of that, I just went through half a year of horror because I moved in with an old, dear friend who turned out to not be so dear as I thought and he was manipulative, moody, narcissistic, codependent, judgmental, filthy, and disrespectful of my boundaries, so my hair was falling out in clumps due to stress and I wasn’t taking care of my body because I was genuinely afraid to use the bathroom, kitchen, and other living spaces. This friendship loss was really discouraging because I’ve had to let go of both of my best friends this calendar year as well for reasons I don’t want to go into, but let’s just say that they were both habitually selfish, inconsiderate, and emotionally immature, so even though I love them and miss them terribly I had to move on. As if that were not enough, my job was taxing physically, mentally, and emotionally, and was not respecting my scheduling or disability boundaries, and because of staffing issues I felt obligated to work these ridiculous 12+ hour shifts because no one else could or would. All this to say that I felt like a broken-down, miserable, rotten, and weary version of myself and had lots of bitterness, hopelessness, negative energy, and old trappings to release myself from; so moving into a new space right at the change of the seasons would be a perfect time to do it!
What I decided to do when I went back home after dinner was write a list of things I wanted to expel, and I encourage you to do so as well! This can be bad habits, old mentalities, feelings of self-doubt, relationships that no longer serve you, just anything that’s holding you back from the life you want to live. I noted where I would experience sensations in my physical body as I wrote these things down (for example, as I was writing to you above about these friendships, I felt an ache in my chest and a burning sensation in my arms and throat), because that’s where the body is internalizing these feelings and where you’ll have to do extra work in the release process. Now it’s time for the fun part!
First, I played Shake it Off by Taylor Swift and danced, focusing on literally shaking off the old energy from parts of my body where I was experiencing negative physical sensations. I think this song is a great place to start because you can feel pretty silly doing this at first, but the whole vibe of this song is “who cares about looking silly and who cares about what the haters think”. I’m kinda my own biggest hater and have a ton of self doubt, so I actually had to go for a second round of this song until I started feeling comfortable enough, and hey, that’s okay!
Once I got into the grove, I played Dust Me Off by Tilly & the Wall and continued to dance, shake my body, and dust off all the sadness, fear, doubt, anger, hurt, and anxiety that I’ve been holding on to for so so so long. I’m allowed to forgive myself for old transgressions. I’m allowed to move on from ancient painful memories. I’m allowed to put down old habits, feelings, friendships, and places and open myself up to new ones!
Now that I was really releasing, it was time to get spiritual with Shake it Out by Florence Welch. I shook, I spun around, I flailed, until I cast off the “devil on [my] back” and let myself sway to the end of the song. It was cathartic, it was healing, it was soothing, it helped me work off that cookie I had after dinner, and afterwards I had a really wonderful sleep and woke up feeling more empowered to take on the day.
It was such a good exercise that I wanted to share it with everyone and I will definitely be revisiting it next time I’m feeling stagnated, overburdened, or depressed. I’m going to continue in the spirit of Mabon today with a little bit of tea, meditation, and maybe even decorating my altar with some early-autumn leaves, so don’t feel like it’s too late to try this just because Mabon was technically yesterday. 😊🍁🧡
And p.s. Feel free to message me other songs about shaking out the old or dusting off bad feelings. I’m inspired to make a playlist.
P.p.s. It’s in a little bit of a different vein but I just remembered Sweeping Spell by Faun Fables, which is about sweeping out old energies and cleaning up your home while you prepare for the dark season. 🧹🧹🧹
P.p.s.s. I first learned about releasing trauma through physical movement when reading The Body Keeps the Score, but that book is a bit tiresome and the author is a problematic old man, so I will post a list of better books to read on the subject soon 💜💜love yous and I hope you experience more peace after doing this!
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K-Dramas For A Rainy Day
I don’t know, it’s raining where I live and I just wanted to make a list of K-Dramas that either have rain scenes I like or that I would want to watch on a rainy day.
This obviously isn’t going to be a comprehensive list of every K-Drama I’ve seen with rain scenes or anything. Honestly, K-Dramas and rain seem to go together like peanut butter and jelly. You could probably watch whatever K-Drama you want to and find a rain scene.
For me, rainy days elicit a feeling of wanting to be cozy, warm and dry while nursing a hot cup of apple cider or hot chocolate. So most of these shows (unsurprisingly) are also on my Comfort K-Drama List.
Doom At Your Service
Honestly, this drama has such an iconic (in my opinion) rain kiss scene. On top of that, I love the whole “running through the rain” thing.
W: Two Worlds Apart
There’s a fair number of rain scenes in this show. I’ll be honest though, even if this drama didn’t have any rain scenes, I’d watch this on a rainy day since it’s a comfort show.
Look, I never said this list wasn’t going to be biased. I said that this list was going to be shows that I would watch on a rainy day.
Extra-Ordinary You
It’s fluffy, it’s cute, there’s that scene where Eun Dan Oh ran through the rain in her hospital gown to find Haru.
Even if I’m remembering the scene wrong and it wasn’t raining, I’d still have this drama on this list.
Romance Is A Bonus Book
Again, I never said this list wasn’t going to be biased. Seriously though, the vibes alone are enough to make it on this list. This show just gives me the feeling of being wrapped up all warm and cozy in a blanket by a window sill while it’s raining and reading my favorite book as I sip some hot chocolate.
This show has got fluff, rainy day scenes, one of my biases, books, snowy day scenes (the kind of weather I wish I could get where I live), one of my favorite tropes (friends to lovers), one of my biases…
Angel’s Last Mission: Love
You’ve got rain scenes, a cute angel, some of my favorite tropes (surprisingly), ballet (if you’re into that). Rain is actually a pretty important to the plot of this show as it causes Angel Dan’s wings to appear.
Goblin: The Lonely and Great God
This show has plenty of rain scenes as the Goblin, Kim Shin, has an affect on the weather depending on his mood. Whenever he’s sad, it will rain.
That being said, not all of the rain scenes in this show happen because he’s sad.
Splash Splash Love
No rainy day list for K-Dramas would be complete without this short, cute drama.
The entire 2 episode show revolves around rain. The plot is literally about a girl escaping her problems by jumping into a puddle on a rainy day and only being to get back home via the same method.
Business Proposal
Rain is also an important aspect of this Netflix show as well as Shin Ha Ri finds rainy days to be romantic, while Kang Tae Moo is actually traumatized by rain and suffers from panic attacks(?) whenever he’s in the rain.
Shopping King Louie/Shopaholic Louis
Another cozy, fluffy K-Drama that’s one of my confort dramas. There’s plenty of rain scenes, including some which lead to some sick-comfort scenes as the female lead, Go Bok-shil gets sick whenever there’s a thunderstorm at night.
Abyss
This K-Drama is on Netflix and it has a few rainy day scenes, including one very life altering rainy night for the female lead as she happens to get murdered (but don’t worry, she’s very much alive and well and rocking a new body that matches her soul!)
While You Were Sleeping
I feel like this list is somehow calling me out because there’s like…3 shows on here with Lee Jong Suk. I mean, the list has my other biases on here at least once or twice.
Anyway, this drama has all sorts of weather from rain to snow, but there’s a very particular rainy day that is an important plot point as one of the female lead’s premonition dreams is about her dying on a rainy day.
Café Minamdang
Some people didn’t like this show, I personally thoroughly enjoyed it. I only gave it a chance because of Seo In Guk and was not disappointed.
There’s a really awesome fight in the rain scene in the last episode that is basically the original reason why it’s on my list.
#i just like making lists okay#rainy day#kdramas#kdrama#kdrama recs#kdrama recommendations#doom at your service#w two worlds#extraordinary you#shopaholic louis#shopping king louie#business proposal#splash splash love#abyss#café minamdang#romance is a bonus book#angel’s last mission: love#goblin the lonely and great god#while you were sleeping kdrama
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Exploring the Delightful Comfort of Wonton Noodle Soup in the USA
Wonton noodle soup is a beloved dish that has found its way into the hearts and palates of food enthusiasts across the United States. Originating from Cantonese cuisine, this flavorful and comforting soup has become a staple in many Asian restaurants and eateries throughout the country. Wonton noodle soup USA offers a tantalizing combination of chewy noodles, savory broth, and delicate wonton dumplings, creating a satisfying culinary experience for diners seeking warmth and flavor.
One of the highlights of authentic wonton soup USA is the meticulous preparation of each component. The noodles, typically made from egg and wheat flour, are expertly cooked to achieve the perfect texture – firm yet tender with a slight chewiness. The broth, often simmered for hours with a combination of chicken, pork, and aromatic herbs and spices, boasts depth of flavor that is both comforting and invigorating.
However, the true stars of wonton noodle soup in the USA are the wonton dumplings themselves. These delicate parcels are typically filled with a mixture of seasoned ground pork or shrimp, wrapped in a thin dough skin, and then boiled or steamed to perfection. The result is a burst of savory goodness with each bite, complementing the noodles and broth harmoniously.
In addition to its delectable taste, wonton noodle soup in the USA holds a special place in the hearts of many as a symbol of comfort and nostalgia. Whether enjoyed on a chilly evening or as a satisfying meal during lunchtime, this beloved dish has the power to evoke memories of home and family for those who grew up with it.
Moreover, authentic wonton soup in the USA has also evolved to cater to diverse tastes and preferences. While traditional versions remain popular, many restaurants offer variations that incorporate additional ingredients such as bok choy, bean sprouts, and sliced barbecue pork, adding depth and complexity to the dish while maintaining its essence.
In conclusion, wonton noodle soup in the USA is more than just a culinary delight – it is a cherished tradition that continues to captivate and satisfy diners of all backgrounds. Whether enjoyed at a bustling Chinatown restaurant or a cozy neighborhood eatery, the comforting flavors and rich history of this beloved dish are sure to leave a lasting impression.
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was this what they did to you
what you did to them
what you didn’t and should’ve and couldn’t
i know it’s not the same but it’s all i know
are you the hostage or the journalist or the terrorist
my dearest, TERRORIST (affectionate), why did you go back
why the fuck would you go back when everyone loves you as much as we can’t stand you
i can’t fuckin stand you standing over me
i know you wouldn’t judge me but i still feel like you would
you stand over me flayed and i have to stand for knowing at least you kept your organs
did they really flay you
becky wouldn’t tell me what the terrorists really said
terrorists you married and made
they’d die for you they died for you
they gave the skin off their backs for your public speaking skills
is that why you went back
i know it’s not about me but what about me
do you like them more than me
or is their freedom more important than my feelings
i can’t see what you saw
i just see how tired and sick you looked
when you told me i looked like shit
i’m trying to remember you fondly and honourably
but there’s too much of you half dead half mad
distracting me from your own bones with mine
you can’t cover up the muttering with music
nor the the sting of henny with musk
you still prayed and i chased after you
to out-pray you before you could ask for something stupid
to beg for proof that you’re just like this cos you’re high
they didn’t get you yet you were just high
i cried and you stopped so i just cried more
and for a couple minutes it felt like before
so i clung and you sighed and you told me it’s fine
you said you had unlikely friends in the unlikeliest places
you said it had to be you
you said turkistan is watching
you said the world is watching
you looked like dogshit and you’re full of horseshit
why couldn’t we stay in your room forever
i don’t mind the smell anymore i’m sorry
it was warm and i liked the candles
they helped me pretend you’re wiser than you are
i liked disassociating against your back while you wrote
i liked trying to translate what i could (nothing)
i liked having someone else who was always cold
i liked that you liked my dumb instagram activist political opinions (or feigned it at least)
i liked when you used to tell dumb uncle jokes
i liked watching you feed the rabbits expensive bok choy
i liked hearing you talk shit about becky
the room was my burrow but i think it might’ve been your cage
i worry you remember it badly
worry my nostalgia is mine alone
maybe you were mid-psychotic break as i basked in your warmth
i couldn’t sleep so i watched you twitch like a cat
always at your bed waiting for sense to find you
waiting for you to say let’s just go to the er
but i liked being cozy with you with the heat jacked up
with books my mom forced me to read and the ones you forced on me
i’m sorry i didn’t read the ones you forced on me
i was scared to look away from you i know it’s stupid
and yeah it was terrible watching you throw up
but it was nice tying your hair back
i hated the greasy matting but i loved your forehead under my hand
and it sucked because it just made you greener
but at least i got to see more of your face
and it was nice realizing you don’t look like me
someone you never met used to wash and braid my hair
he kept and fed me well and never let me get cold
i know i should’ve offered im sorry
i was scared of making it weird
but you never cared about shit getting weird
between the way you say everything and the mid prayer stopping
you took my head in your hands and said don’t be afraid
you said your god holds us up in golden hands
you said i might feel better after we pray
i thought you were trying to convert me
You were right i felt better
but between all the watching and copying i think i was praying to you
maybe if your god was real you could’ve heard me
i still hope your god is real i hope he took you in his hands
i hope he bathed you and braided your hair
i hope he feeds and keeps you well and never lets you get cold
i hope you’ll be where i’m going but i doubt it
i assume you wouldn’t mind never seeing me again
who’s one sad kid to a thousand martyrs
it’s good i can’t see you again
i’d start crying and say you died for nothing and no one
i’d say nothing ever changes
i’m sorry i don’t even know how to start to finish your shit
i don’t know i cant speak chinese i cant speak uyghur
i don’t know who to ask for money or who to ask for guns
i know you wouldn’t approve of guns
i don’t know what qatar thinks i don’t know what india thinks
i don’t even know if they know that i know you
i don’t know if i have your spine
i’ve never had a spine i’m not good like you
im sorry i assume you’re disappointed i am too
i don’t know how to do what you would do without getting killed
and im too scared to die for it im sorry
i’m trying to be a good person not that i know how
and i know you’d say it’s enough and you’re proud
but it’s not fuckin enough i can’t save kashi toga i can’t fix this shit
it was supposed to be so no one else would live what you lived
i know the worlds always been like this but lately it feels like everyone is living what you lived
and it’s all so inevitable and i’ve never been so afraid of the giant wheel
and it feels like the evil you warded off is surging back into the world
and i wanna run crying to you so you can tell me everything will be okay because of religious mumbo jumbo
you stupid fucking muslim jesus i need your mumbo jumbo
why did you leave me
i know it’s selfish
i know it’s self indulgent to agonize over the last time i got to see you
but still fuckin why did you leave me
why do i have to exist without you
why do you get to do whatever you want and leave me in the shit
why was i not enough to make you more afraid of dying
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Leith Womens Size Xs Chiffon Faux Wrap Camisole Peplum Top Bok Choy Green nwt.
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Grilled Bok Choy via the cozy apron
Looking for a playful way to spice up your grilling routine? Look no further than this amazing Grilled Bok Choy recipe from the cozy apron. Your taste buds will thank you.
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My Stupidest Post
This thing is ar bok. if it was a pirate it'd be called argbok. if it was a librarian it'd be called arbook. if it was created by millennials it'd be called arg bok. if it was a chicken it'd be called ar bok bok.
I'll make it worse: if it was underwear it'd be called ko bra. if it was our friend we call it ko, bruh. if it was cozy it'd be called koko baa baa zzZ
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comfy, cozy, maze, yule!
comfy: plaid shirts or denim jackets?
how dare you make the 2014 emo indie teen in me choose?? ugh,,, a few years ago I would have sold my own mother for a plaid shirt, but in actuality, I probably wear a lot more denim. can I just go with plaid skirts instead?
cozy: describe your ideal fall day
it should feature an outdoors activity for the day, like all my ideal days. going on a bike ride in the woods and admiring the colored leaves, for example! or strolling through a french city aimlessly and running for cover when the downpour surprises me. waffles for breakfast and hot, creamy pumpkin soup for dinner. then in the evening I'd either read a good spooky bok or watch a horror movie (more accurately, my 14th rerun of the haunting of hill house). all this with one or two of my besties <3
maze: apple picking or pumpkin patch?
i've actually never done either! but I think I would enjoy apple picking more, if only for the sights. apple trees and orchards in general are just sooo beautiful. and a pumpkin too sounds heavy to carry for my frail arms, lol
yule: what's one wish you have for this holiday season?
I want my life to get better, in the vaguest, most all-encompassing way, lol!! more specifically I want academic success (please god be kind to me I'm begging) and to have the time of my life with my friends, in whatever short and scarce opportunities I have to see them!
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