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shapelytimber · 6 months

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It's *definitely* not a date

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I love these two glhohkgkgjgk the silly 60s spies are cute ok ;; (and there is something about an american man and a russian man romancing each other during the cold war-)

Process (+ a long ass rant about what they are eating (with pics)) below vvv

For this one I wanted to challenge myself by drawing something that's really challenging for me : food ! It's really hard for me to make it look appetizing- I don't really like eating, and I don't usually bother to cook (why cook when I could just grab a baguette, a piece of cheese that could kill an american on sight, and combine the two to create easely one of the top 5 dish france has to offer ?), so I really struggle with making it look good lgkglflfofi but I'm very happy with how it turned out !!!

Welcome to my long ass rent on a very specific type of french food :

So the plan for this was always to have them eat at a french restaurant, but I could not resist doing something really personal and extremely specific to my hometown- so they are eating in Nice ! And Nissart cuisine is very different from the rest of France. Why ? Quick history (I swear this has something to do with food), Nice was a very late addition to France, only becoming french in 1860, before that point it was part of the kingdom of Sardinia (so not Italian, but pretty close). It mostly translate to it having it's own dead language "Niçois" (a derivation of "Provençal", the old french language of the south), it's own anthem "Nissa la bella" and a very distinct cuisine.

So what are they eating ? First, you'll notice they have a little plate of Pissaladière ! It's flatbread with caramelized onions, anchovy (this is a crucial part of the dish, if you exclude them your just eating onion pie (/neg)), and black olive (btw I checked the english wikipedia page for pissaladière- it's so shit omg nooo)

It's commonly free in restaurants, and served while you wait for your order (not all restaurants do that, but it's always so nice when they do fkfjkf). It's a pain in the ass to make, and all the ones you buy in boulangeries or stores are dogshit-

Ok for the actual dishes (It was hard to find something that would go well with red wine kgkgfjlfk because that means no fish-) ! Napoleon is eating roasted rabbit a la Niçoise ! The rabbit is flavored with olive oil, onions, garlic, lard and white wine (quick note, nearly everything we cook in Nice is in olive oil, not a big fan of butter). It's served with cooked tomatoes, rosemary, potatoes and black olive.

And Illya is eating two distinct things, 1) zucchini flower fritters ('beignets de fleurs de courgette' in french) ! More specifically, the flatter version (it taste more like the flower. The more crispy version tastes more like just oil (in my opinion)).

And 2) stuffed vegetable a la niçoise ('farcis niçois' in french) ! Just empty a tomato/zucchini/eggplant/bell pepper, stuff it with a mixture of meat, garlic, thyme, parsley and parmesan, then put bread crumbs on top.

PS : just wanted to share a quote from my evil advisor (@quijicroix) : "I'm glad the waiter brought their F cups" (this is my best attempt to translate : "damn le serveur de genre indéterminé qui ramene les miches !")

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byullielle · 9 months

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Bin Day! // Seo Changbin x Gn!Reader

—changbin kicks off the birthday wall happiest birthday to my love of my life i love him so much im gonna cry. i wish him all the best and all the protein powder his cute ass desires.

tags: birthday fic! wholesome loving, established relationship, fluff!, kisses! all the kisses for seo changbin!, short and sweet

Rated: Happy Birthday Bin I Love You

Your phone buzzes and in a panic you try to set down the bowl of soup down carefully and quietly. You could see the unknown number and scramble to put on your outdoor slippers before checking the message to see that correctly enough, it was the delivery driver for your birthday boy's cake. You didn't have enough energy and strength to bake on top of making his birthday seaweed soup and chicken parmesan bake he loves so much so why do it when other people could make it better than you? Priorities.

After taking the small box, you giddily make it back to your apartment, quietly shuffling around to finalize his breakfast in bed. He'd be waking up right about now and you're just relieved that he didn't wake up through the cooking process.

Affixing his meal on a tray, you hum in contentment before unboxing the cake and finding the numbers taped to the top of the box. There's 2 and 4 in all it's waxy glory and a devious glint in your eyes glow as you giggle through putting the candles on his pink cake. '42'.

Lighting them up, you secure the cake right under your hands before padding towards the bedroom, peering through to see Changbin patting the empty space next to him. "Good morning," you happily greet, voice louder as he looks up and rubs his eyes with a sleepy groan, "Happy birthday my love!" you greet before kneeling down beside the bed so that he could get to the cake's level while lying down. "You...when did you get this baby?" his eyes flit through you and the cake with giddiness before he realizes the candles.

"Y–Yah!" he sits up straighter as you burst out laughing, still making sure the cake stays upright as he shakes his head, laughing alongside you, "You cheeky little shit, you're giving me the Channie hyung treatment already!"

"Make a wish now old man," you further razz him on as he rolls his eyes and gently blows on the candle. It goes off, smoke wafting up before he takes the cake from your hands and delicately places it on the bedside table. "Thank you," he smiles at you before tugging you in for a kiss.

It's soft, plush, and gentle. Nothing more but a slotted press to each others lips, prolonged there just to savor the feeling before he pulls off just a bit, "Thank you," he reiterates, garnering a giggle out of you, "Happy birthday Bin, what'd you wish for?"

"If I tell you then it wouldn't come true," he pouts, making you laugh again before pressing a peck against his lips, "You really believe that?"

"Of course! And I want it to come true you know!"

"Alright alright," you concede, before he pulls you into another kiss, still as soft as can be. You'd think you could melt under his touch.

"But I think you have a clue as to what it is anyway,"

"Yeah well we can never be sure," you joke before cupping his cheeks, proceeding to press gentle and light kisses all over, starting on his forehead to his closed eyes, to his cheeks that you couldn't help but jokingly nip at, and then to his nose, and on the scar on his chin. Over and over again making him burst with laughter.

"I love you," you smile.

He presses another kiss to your lips, "I love you too,"

You rest your forehead against his', "Thank you for being born Bin-ah, I'm so so grateful for you,"

"You're gonna make me cry, you know that,"

"I know,"

The tender moment is stopped by a rumble from his stomach, making you look at each other with mild surprise. Both of your burst out in another fit of laughter before you hop off the bed, "Stay there baby, I made breakfast for you,"

#skz #skz scenarios #skz changbin #changbin #stray kids changbin #changbin day!#changbin drabbles #seo changbin #seo changbin fluff #changbin fluff #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #happy birthday changbin!

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ilyasorokinn · 3 years

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fluffy thought: Alexis Lafrenière is the definition of a soft boi. he’s definitely so excited to get to show you off for the first time and introduce you to all the guys, especially K’Andre!

CHICKEN PARMESAN

i’m gonna change this up a bit. it’s gonna be y/n meeting k’andre for the first time :)

you and alexis had been dating for a few months, but pretty early on, you both knew you were in love. it was easy to love each other.

alexis was always so happy and bubbly and that was something you loved about it. you were more sarcastic and funny.

k’andre was one of alexis’ best friends, if not his best friend, so he could tell that something was up. so, being the best friend he was, k’andre approached alexis after practice one day.

“what’s up with you?” k’andre asked out of the blue.

“what are you talking about?” alexis asked.

“come on, man. something’s different. a good something.”

“well, there’s a girl...”

“ohh!” k’andre cheered.

alexis playfully rolled his eyes, “oh, shut it.” he pushed his friend’s shoulder.

“okay, okay.” k’andre raised his hands, “so, what’s her name?”

“y/n...”

“oh!” k’andre cheered once again.

“really, be quiet.” alexis hit his shoulder again.

“okay, okay. so, when can i meet her?” k’andre asked.

“meet her?” alexis asked.

“yeah. you’re my best friend, i hope i’m yours. this is your girlfriend. i’m probably gonna have to be doing a lot of third wheeling.” k’andre did make a good point.

alexis thought about it for a second, “i’ll talk to her and get back to you.” k’andre saluted him.

later that night, alexis brought up the idea of meeting k’andre as the two of you were getting ready for bed, “so, he wants to meet you.”

“meet me?” you asked.

“yeah.” alexis looked nervous.

“oh, okay.” you nodded.

“okay?”

“yeah.” you nodded again.

“okay, i’ll let him know.” alexis let out a sigh in relief.

“why are you nervous?”

“you two are some of the most important people in my life. i just don’t want to mess anything up,” he admitted.

you smiled, “you won’t.” you gave him a smile.

“i hope so.” he nodded, kissing your head.

a few days had passed, and you were tidying up the kitchen of your small apartment. you, in all honestly, weren’t all that nervous to meet k’andre.

alexis talked about him a lot, and he seemed pretty chill and nice. alexis was bolting up from the couch the second he heard the knock on the door.

you heard alexis speaking quietly to k’andre as they made their way into the kitchen. you pulled the dish you had prepared out of the oven and turned around right as they stopped in the doorway.

“wow, it smells amazing in here.” k’andre complimented.

“thank you.” you smiled, “it’s chicken parmesan.” you shrugged.

“you must be y/n. i'm k’andre.” he smiled.

“it’s nice to meet you. alexis talks about you a lot. sometimes in his sleep.” you joked.

“so i've heard.” k’andre laughed.

"okay you guys, i'm right here.” alexis pointed out.

“well, it’s ready now if you guys are ready to eat.” you gestured towards the tray cooling on the stove.

“i'm ready.” the two boys nodded.

alexis demanded you sit, so you did and let him plate the chicken. you all dug in, “oh, my god.” k’andre gasped, “if you don’t marry her, i will.” he joked.

“well, i don’t plan on letting her go anytime soon.” alexis smiled over at you.

fluffy friday!

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dean-winchesters-gardian-angel · 3 years

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The Same bed - Chapter 4

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Friends are there to help each other out, but can they help falling for each other when all the long days they spend together turn into late nights they have and their reliance on each other.

Word count: 2544

Warnings: Fluff, angst, description of blood and injuries, nightmares, slow burn.

A/N: Chapter 4! Off we go. Read it enjoy and I’ll see you on the other side. There’s also a tag list, so be sure to tell me if you want in, as well as a masterlist so be sure to check it out. As are the latests, Unbeta’d all mistakes are mine.

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Dean didn't sleep that night, too busy cursing himself for hurting Y/N and simultaneously afraid he may have a nightmare. He had gotten up several times with the intention of going to her room and seeking forgiveness if she'd give it to him, though he wouldn't blame her if she refused. Instead, he'd pace around his room or make it as far as her door before heading to the bathroom to wash his face rather than knocking.

The next night Dean had been too exhausted to stay awake, now accustomed to getting around 8 hours he passed out some time just after 2 in the morning while everyone else slept soundly. Dean managed to get just over an hour of shut-eye before waking up to one of his worst nightmares. He jolted up with a scream though quickly cut himself off as to not wake anyone. Nevertheless, he was half a scream too late as Y/N sat up in her own bed wanting to go check on him but refused due to her own stubbornness.

Dean mumbled a 'son of bitch' before getting up and making his way to the kitchen to get started on some coffee. Dean was given about 2 hours to contemplate his idiocy towards Y/N before his brother found his way to the kitchen.

"Dean?"

"Huh? Hey, morning."

"Man, you look like trash."

"Oh, thanks you're not so bad yourself in the shorts." Sam looked to his running shorts before rolling his eyes.

"You always did give me a hard time for wanting to stay in shape."

"Hunting keeps you in shape, not some little jaunt you do every morning. Hey, speaking of, have you found any new cases seems like forever since we've killed a deserving asshat."

"I've been talking to Jody and Donna, they've got a lead on a vamp nest, said they're heading out in two days and we're more than welcome to tag along."

"So, tomorrow. What time."

"They wanted to hit it just after sundown. So, we would leave tomorrow morning if you're interested."

"Oh, I'm interested, give me some' to kill."

"Dean are you sure you're okay. You usually become self-destructive when you've got something going on, something you need to talk about."

"I'm fine, Sammy."

"I'd mention that Y/N isn't sleeping in your room anymore, but I think that'd just make you mad considering that's probably what's bothering you."

"So much for not mentioning it." Dean swallowed what was left in his coffee cup before washing it and setting it in the dry rack. He made his way back to his room hoping his brother would take the hint and leave for his run, which he did. Once he heard the bunker door shut Dean went back to the kitchen to have another cup of coffee. As he sat down the sound of footsteps padding down the hall alerting him that Y/N had awoken. Dean straightened his posture as she entered the kitchen making her way to the cabinet to fish out a mug without making eye contact.

"Morning Y/N."

"Oh my god! It speaks." She filled her mug before walking out having not looked him in the eyes once. Dean rested his chin in his palm kicking himself for having hurt her. After a deep sigh, he dragged his palm over his face closing his eyes momentarily allowing them some rest from the lights of the bunker. Dean strolled his way to Y/N's room and knocked on her door. He heard her sniffle some before the door swung open, Y/N standing in front of him, eyebrows raised clearly on her last nerve.

"I just wanted to let you know we've got a case tomorrow, with Jody and Donna, we've got to leave early-ish so, you know, you might want to pack today so you're not rushing. Anyway, just keeping you in the loop." Y/N looked at her best friend whose eyes were tired, red, and glossy, staring at the ground in front of him. She missed him, but she didn't know why he was angry at her.

"Thanks." She turned away from him intent on closing her door to block the view of the broken man she so deeply cared about and wanted to help, and he spoke.

"Y/N."

"Yeah?" Dean swallowed trying to think of what he wanted to say to her but came up with nothing. There wasn't anything specific he wanted to tell her in that moment he just wanted to be with her. In the same room sitting next to her, looking at her. He wanted to spend time with his best friend whom he had been missing lately but if there was one person more stubborn than Y/N it was Dean.

"Nothing...nothing." With a sad smile and a sigh, Dean walked to his own room with the aim of avoiding her, once again, all day.

Dean listens as Y/N played her music in her room and smiled when the Grease love song came though it wasn't given a chance to finish before Y/N skipped it. He could hear his brother and Y/N talking in the library during the day occasionally finding something funny as they giggled in unison. He missed having her, missed being the one laughing with her, or even just talking with her.

Nearing the end of the day, Dean made his way out of his room for the first time that to grab a snack before trying his hand at some forty winks, wanting to be rested up before their hunt tomorrow. The energy of the room sizzled to nothing as he entered the kitchen. Sammy and Y/N were sitting next to each other looking at pictures of haircuts on the internet.

"Seriously Sam, I've been cutting my own hair my whole life. Just let me add a little shape to it. A little trim here and there I can make you look like the handsome devil you really are."

"I'm not letting you cut my hair. I don't trust you not to just cut it all off. Besides, I don't—" Both their eyes looked up to Dean as he stood in the doorway observing their interaction. Once he noticed their gaze he moved to the counter, pulling a bowl from the cupboard and reaching for the box of cereal.

"Sam and I made pasta if you're hungry for real food." Dean looked over the noodles as his tummy growled, licking his lips.

"Dean, just have some, we're not gonna finish it. It'll just end up going to waste." He hesitantly looked over his shoulder forcing a smile to Y/N who had the smallest one of her on her face. She watched him as he traded his bowl for a plate. Dean plated himself some of the homemade food before Y/N gestured at the spot in front of herself and Sam along with the parmesan on the table. Dean took a seat not wanting to be impolite more so than he'd already been.

"Anyway, I'm trying to convince Sam to let me trim his hair."

"You're not touching my hair with a ten-foot pole."

"Oh, come on Sam it grows back. You'll see, it'll look really good and you won't even want to grow it back. Won't be in your eyes anymore, won't distract you during hunts, monsters won't be able to grab at it. You know I make a good case."

"Sure. But you're still not cutting my hair." Meanwhile, Dean was silently moaning at the flavours on his plate. Y/N watched as the eldest closed his eyes savouring the taste, before he spoke, displaying his voice to them for the first time since the early morning.

"This is kind of amazing. I don't think I've ever had spaghetti this amazing. What jar did you guys use?" Referring to the sauce that had his taste buds dancing on his tongue.

"Actually, Y/N made the sauce."

"My mum used to make these gigantic pots of spaghetti sauce and freeze it so we could have it whenever we want. I was missing it, so I made some from memory. It's not hers but I think it turned out alright. I know I missed something, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was." Dean looked up, his mouth full, to the women speaking, no longer focusing on him rather in her head desperately searching for the missing ingredient, as he swallowed.

"You made the sauce? From scratch?"

"Uh-huh. Yeah, I mean it's not really that hard just time consuming, you have to let it simmer for a little bit, but I think it's worth it. Once in a while at least."

"You mind if I have more?"

"Go right ahead. Sam and I both already had seconds." Dean finished what was left and helped himself to more before moving back to his spot at the table.

"Sam promised to make me the 'Winchester Surprise' one day? Said you used to make it for him." Sam looked to his brother who reminisced, thinking back to the worst meals he had prepared for his baby brother.

"It was terrible. Sam that's — to repay her for this. Seriously Y/N you won't want to eat anything we make for the rest of your life. It was god awful."

"As much as I believe you because I do, by the description, Sam gave me, oh boy, I'll still be the judge of that." Dean chuckled at her retort missing her effortless comebacks and modesty when it came to the things she was good at, though he found it frustrating when she didn't accept the compliment he'd give her. He wanted her to brag about how many Djinns she could kill in a week, or in this case how good the sauce was instead of saying it wasn't perfect, so he'd done it for her, telling his brother when she would do something 'awesome', as he'd put it, that made him feel proud to call himself her friend. The guilt he felt was sudden and overwhelming. Even after he'd gone days without speaking to her, after pushing her away so abruptly, she was still offering him dinner, the conversation, the casual smile, the eye contact. How he longed for her eye contact. She had always been able to communicate with him with her eyes. He craved her gaze, how her orbs would sparkle when she was happy or grow dark when hooded with anger. But the thing he loved the most about her eyes was the fact that when they looked into his, it was like nothing else mattered. He could see he had her attention, and he wouldn't want to look away.

"I'm—ehem— I'm heading to bed, didn't sleep well last night, gonna try to rest up before our hunt tomorrow." Dean looked to Y/N who had a saddened look on her face, clearly angry and confused as to why Dean wouldn't let her help him. When he noticed the look on her face, he realized his words and quickly made up an excuse for why he couldn't sleep hoping to ease Y/Ns mind indirectly.

"Maybe it was a full moon, could never sleep well during a full moon."

"Full moon was last week Dean." Y/N answered him with an unreadable expression along with it. He didn't respond in an effort to save what dignity he had left. He forced a smile in Y/Ns direction as he passed by, once he'd finished cleaning his dishes.

"You mind telling me what's going on between the two of you Y/N?"

"Honestly Sam I haven't got the slightest."

"I know you two were sharing a bed... was that like—"

"If you're suggesting that we were a thing then no. He slept better when there was someone in the room with him, so I was that someone. Then out of the blue, he got distant and said he didn't need me anymore so." She shrugged not sure how to further explain their recent exchanges. "I know he's not through with the nightmares though because I heard his screams last night. I didn't check on him 'cause I was angry at him saying they were done, and he didn't need me anymore, but it was petty. I wanted him to stew in his nightmare, remember how bad they were before I told him I'd stay. I just don't understand him, I didn't do anything to warrant his actions. I haven't bothered asking why he's mad at me and even if I did, he'd just ignore me some more so what's the point. He's being a child. He's acting like I killed his brother when really all I'm trying to do is cut his hair." Her joke succeeded in lightening the mood as Sam chuckled moving to the sink to clean off his plate.

"You're a good influence on him, you know?"

"Why's that."

"Well for starters, he washed his plate."

"Oh yeah, I yelled at him this one time for leaving a mess, which I'm pretty sure was actually mine from the night before, but he hasn't left dirty dishes since so I guess it all worked out." Sam outright laughed at that before excusing himself to prepare for bedtime.

By the time 8 o'clock rolled around the bunker was silent, everyone in their respective bedrooms reading or watching a little telly before getting some rest. Due to the lack of sleep the nights prior and the upcoming hunt, Dean closed his eyes tight willing the nightmares away as he gripped his sheets. It didn't take him long to doze off though and it didn't last long before he was startled awake by Y/Ns voice. "Dean! Wake up!" She looked terrified, holding Dean down by his shoulders. "You idiot. Get up."

"Y/N? Why? What's—" She dragged him out of bed to the bathroom.

"Look at your hand Dean." She could hear the anger in her voice frustrated with him for refusing her help. The help they both knew would work. Dean looked down at the palm she hadn't grasped as she marched him down the hall like a child in trouble. It was bleeding, trailing down his fingers, shards of dark glass still imbedded in the tender skin of his palm.

"How did—" It came out as a whisper, laced with sleep as he did his best to orientate himself. Y/N turned on the light in the bathroom before forcibly sitting him on the lid of the toilet.

"You must have grabbed the beer bottle on your nightstand in your sleep." Y/N had pulled out the first aid kit they had stored under the sink along with a pair of tweezers, kneeling in front of the older Winchester.

"Y/N you don't have to—"

"I swear Dean if you tell me you don't need my help one more time I swear," she looked up from his palm to glare at him, "I’m going to tie you down until you get past... what ever this is." She didn't break eye contact with him until he nodded, shamefully looking down at the injury he only now started to feel.

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dontasktheradiodemon · 3 years

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so basically any time I've seen you talk about food it's a meaty thing, if I'm not forgetting something. do you ever do any meatless meals? also where do you get your produce? being a vegetarian in hell is suffering. but I guess that's the point huh

🎶 I do very few meatless meals, but then I do very few plantless meals, either!

🎶 That seems like an obvious statement, but from time to time it surprises people. There's a stereotype that cannibals primarily eat flesh as a large portion of their diet, I'm sure from watching those who like to eat meat fresh and in public—and I’m sure my own reputation doesn’t help! But watching a cannibal chew on a man in the street and concluding he primarily eats human flesh makes as much sense as watching someone pluck an apple from a tree and concluding he primarily eats fresh, unwashed apples: eating like that is more of a treat than a dietary staple! But I digress. I do like to take these little opportunities to clear up misconceptions about my dietary community, but let’s get back on track!

🎶 Aside from the rare raw fleshy treat, my preference is for well-rounded meals with a complex flavor palate—meat, vegetables, herbs, spices, grains... Either all in one dish or spread between a main course and several sides that compliment the flavor. All told, I find the best meals have more plant matter than meat matter in them, even if the meat is the central attraction... but most of my meals incorporate flesh of some kind, yes.

🎶 But I won't turn up my nose at a sufficiently delectable meatless meal! The most common, of course, being seafood—I don't know whether you count seafood as different from meat, I don't myself but I know enough people who do that I thought it worth mentioning—but I'll have pure vegetarian dishes too. I make a mean variation on eggplant parmesan using a plant native to the inner ring of the Seventh Circle. The common name for it is "blasphemer's stool," it looks rather like a squat maroon cactus, and after baking it to neutralize the poison and letting it soak a couple of days to soften up, it makes a wonderful eggplant substitute! You can find it at most imp supermarkets for fairly cheap. Let me know if you'd like the recipe!

🎶 Which leads right into your next question, doesn't it! Believe you me, Hell isn't kind to carnivores, either. You're not going to find a cattle ranch or chicken farm down here, and the local shellfish are universally toxic. Most of the cannibals I know who started postmortem—including me!—did so because we humans are actually far safer to hunt and to eat than a vast majority of Hell's native fauna! But I digress again, you're looking for produce!

🎶 There's no easy guarantee to getting good produce, but here are a few tricks I use:

🎶 One: learn all your nearby grocery stores. All of them. And when I say “nearby,” I mean every store in a thirty-mile radius! And don’t count out the unexpected spots like the ice boxes in gas station convenience stores! Sometimes there’s just no better way to get a particularly fussy ingredient than by going store to store to see who happens to have a healthy supply. It means a lot of extra legwork in the beginning, but over time you’ll get a feel for which stores are most likely to have healthy onions, which stores all get their tomatoes from the same farm, et cetera.

🎶 Two: learn when your nearby grocery stores expect to have their produce delivered! It will be least likely to be wilted or rotten when it’s first delivered! To best compete with your local gourmands, you want to be there when that truck is being unloaded—even if that’s three in the morning! Don’t despair if your first few trips leave you waiting for a truck that never arrives; food shipments and deliveries are irregular, especially in the city, and expected delivery times are more loose guidelines. Make friends with the stockers and slip them a little bribe and most will be more than happy to tip you off when that long-awaited truck arrives, or even hide a healthy pack of peppers for you to pick up!

🎶 Three: get to know your neighborhood farmer’s market—as well as the farmer’s markets farther abroad. There are hardworking sinners scattered throughout the nine circles doing their best to coax Hell’s soil into growing seeds from the mortal realm. Their individual crops’ successes will vary more widely than those grown in the secure facilities that sell to grocery stores, but when they do succeed, they’re typically healthier and heartier than their grocery store counterparts! Subscribe to some farmers’ periodicals to keep up with which circles’ growing seasons seem likely to thrive and which are struggling this year, and if some crop you particularly covet is looking to have a good year, consider making a road trip out to the circle where it’s flourishing.

🎶 Four: get to know your neighborhood black market! If you’re willing to pay a little more for better quality, smugglers moving goods out of the mortal realm are the way to go. You’ll have best luck finding smugglers near enclaves of inhuman demons—imps and so forth. Be prepared to barter! Never put part of your soul on the line no matter how desperately you crave a nice juicy lemon. Five percent of your soul here, five percent of your soul there, and pretty soon you’ve sold ten percent of your soul! Some native demons see human souls as a mere currency of convenience to be freely exchanged, but enough treat collecting souls as an end in and of itself that you should never sell to someone you don’t know. What you sold for a bunch of bananas, they may not be willing to let you buy back so cheaply. Resist the temptation and deal only with smugglers willing to trade in money, goods, and favors.

🎶 Five: try cooking with local ingredients. Unsurprisingly, Hell’s native flora thrives far more easily than transplants from the mortal realm! Most Hellish crops require much more labor to make edible, not to mention palatable; but if you’re a little adventurous and don’t mind accidentally poisoning yourself from time to time, learning to work with local ingredients is very rewarding. Like I mentioned earlier, imp supermarkets are a fine resource for most Hellish produce—but there are some plants that sinners have worked into recipes that native demons don’t eat, so consider picking up a guide to Hell’s edible flora and foraging for your own ingredients!

🎶 And finally, six: consider growing your own food! Many mortal realm crops need quite a bit more help than a mere green thumb to grow—why, some will take a green arm and a leg!—but if you’re skilled, careful, or lucky, you can maintain a few ingredients yourself. I myself recently acquired an okra plant and a pepper plant that have lasted several weeks in fine health! No okra yet, but the bell peppers are ripening beautifully!

🎶 To the carnivores out there, most of this advice also applies to meat and seafood, with the exception that most mortal realm animals are even harder to raise in Hell than mortal realm produce. If you’re trying to avoid cannibalism, don’t look into hunting your own meat unless you’re really, really into hunting—and it doesn’t hurt to be an adrenaline junkie.

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lebougie · 3 years

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3:09AM 10/11/21

The Journal Series : PART ONE

I woke up today on such a high, I felt rejuvenated, relaxed, loving, joyful, kind - ready to take on my day feeling amazing! ✨

I sent my love a text this morning while still lying in bed from the night before (he was in the shower) letting him know, I wanted to enjoy each other today, lay in bed, do nothing, order take out, watch some movies/shows, put our phones on DND & just spend our Sunday feeling relaxed & quality time with each other no distractions. He was down for it all! One of the many things I love about him lol.

I decided to start our day off right with breakfast in bed. I cooked such a wonderful meal this morning for my love & I! ✨

I made turkey smoked sausages, spinach omelette's with shaved parmesan cheese, home fries w| sautèed green, red bell peppers & onions w| a side of avocado toast topped w| sliced tomatoes & balsamic vinaigrette! Soooo yummy!

I layed in bed w| my love, while we dived into my amazing breakfast (because I just cook so damn good 🤣) & of course he devoured his plate as always lmaoo ; as I cleared my plate as well! Lol.

We rolled a few blunts after & just layed back as we felt every bit of our high coming down lol.

We decided to finish this new show we've discovered on Netflix called "MAID". We had about two episodes left before the season ended. It was a series with 9 episodes, usually series on netflix have about 10 but for whatever reason they decided it was best to leave us with 9 eps. Sucks! I was looking forward to more, this series was THAT good! It was relatable to some, to me even - It made me self-reflect even more ( something I do daily ) on life. It inspired me to keep going, keep pushing, to never be afraid to leave any situation that doesn't serve me. It inspired me even more to remain resilient through any obstacles life throws at you, no matter the circumstances - hold your head high & pick yourself up, ALWAYS choose YOU. The series left such a great message for me.

People go through so many things in life, some stories worse than others - but at the end they preservere, they pick themselves up, they have breakthrough's - through all the turmoil and trauma one has endured "After every storm there's a rainbow"!

Life is funny sometimes, it has it's ways of making you feel so happy, so full of life!! Like you're on such this delirious ass high that feels surreal at times but then your world comes crashing down leaving you feeling depressed, sad, full of rage & hopeless.

"MAID" hit so many points for me, I really enjoyed it! The best part about the series was witnessing Alex's breakthrough & her finally finding some form of peace - her true self, throughout all the many obstacles life threw at her! ❤️ Hoping there will be a season 2!!

We've now finished "Maid" & decided to start a new series called " Alice in Borderland" on netflix. We're about 3 eps in, reminds me of "Squid Game" in a sense with the whole "playing weird games in exchange for your life" creepy right? I think so too! Lol.

I did enjoy "Squid Game" in such a weird way lol so my love & I decided why not give this show a try.

So far "Squid Game" is a better version series but again I'm only 3 eps in let's see how things go when we're towards the end of the season.

As we watch "Alice in Borderline" we now order take out for lunch. After, we roll some more blunts & we're so high & now distracted, feeling playful lol we start to playfully tussle with each other - which eventually leads to love making lol. It was amazing, it was every bit of dick I needed. I wanted to be sexually aroused, pleased so badly lol. It's like the dick was talking to me today. 😂 Very much needed, as we made love we talked so gritty & nasty to each other. ( one of my kinks I love to talk a lot of shit when making love to my man ) This moment was everything & then some. We started to profess our love while making love to each other as we both climaxed at the exact same time. It was so intense, so raw, so passionate, so nasty. I loved it. The passion, the fire, the sexual attraction between an Aries woman & a Taurus man is indescribable. It's like we were made for one another.

The sex was ALL THAT & then some. I felt like I could scream on top of a fucking mountain, I indeed wanted to scream on top of a mountain. Great sex, great dick will do that to you. Lol.

Sex was so good, we went another round as we climaxed together again - we dozed off & fell asleep for hours I guess we wore each other out lol. I finally decided to wake up after 10pm I had a good 4 hr nap which is why I’m up now lol. I needed that reset. I had such a GREAT day with my man just as I intended to, no distractions just us. As I lay in bed self-reflecting on the amazing, relaxing day I had - I finally jump out of bed. I showered, brushed my teeth & took out my night clothes as I moisturized & checked my phone to see all the notifications I’ve missed since I’ve put my phone on DND for the day.

Of course I had some text awaiting my arrival lmao. One in particular from my cousin-in-law. She’s going through such a tough time with my cousin. I feel so sad for her, they’re currently dealing with infidelity - 5 months before their wedding & her world has just crumbled right before her eyes. She reached out to let me know she’s officially done. For her, it’s like the more hidden relations pop up she feels as though God is giving her confirmation that their chapter has ended. I can only imagine what that must feel like to be a fiancé so excited to plan your dream wedding to find out there’s infidelity. Men can be so foolish sometimes. Why throw your entire family away over temporary feelings, why entertain anyone other than your significant other? Why COMMIT to your partner if that’s genuinely not the chapter YOU are in? None of it makes sense to me.

I wish that a lot of men and women would love on their partners correctly. We’ve been programmed for many many years how to love our significant others, what we think we know what Love really truly is. Love is not painful. Love doesn’t hurt.

Real Love shouldn’t cost you your sanity, your joy, to lose your entire being. That’s just not love. Witnessing my cousin-in-law GROW through such turmoil has made me self-reflect as well. Self-reflect on the young naive girl I used to be. The fool in love, hurting, traumatized, depressed, sad, lonely, angry, bitter & mean. I lost my entire being. I lost MY LIGHT. God gave me a gift being born into this world & that’s bringing others joy, sharing my light & love with others. And I so badly no longer wanted to share my love or light with anyone. I was hurt, I was betrayed. I was heartbroken. I thought this was love. What a fool lol. To self-reflect on the person I used to be to the person I am now, I wish I could’ve hugged that young naive scared little girl. I wish I could’ve told her that she’s going to have a breakthrough it’s going to be okay. I wish I had the older version of myself with the younger version of myself to comfort me & guide me through life. But again, life is funny that way.

It’s crazy to see your own life do a complete 180, from the person you USED to be.

The older version of me is so full of love & light. I have so much love to give. The most peace I’ve ever obtained was bettering myself for MYSELF. It’s something about all that turmoil + trauma that just turns you into a different kind of beast.

As for my cousin-in law she will be okay, I know she will. With the help of her loved ones & me by her side. Her ability to continue to show up for herself, her remaining so resilient, knowing her power, knowing her worth, no one can stop the abundance of blessings that will be poured onto her in due time.

In ways I’m so happy life unfolded the way it has, I actually was the wedding planner of their wedding ( I’m an event planner ) for those who don’t know lol & I was so thrilled to be planning this wedding but a big part of me ( if I may be honest ) is happy she chose HER. Choose YOU every time! No matter the circumstances. She didn’t deserve that, no woman or any human deserves to be misled, embarrassed, mishandled - questioning their being, their existence because their significant other has betrayed their Union. It’s not right.

As for my cousin, I love him dearly but I’m still a woman at the end of the day & I’m so disgusted & disappointed with his behavior. It also sucks because I looked at him like a big brother. The love will always remain but the respect on my end has been lost.

I wish them the absolute best but most importantly - I’m praying for her healing during this time.

As my cousin-in-law & I talked on the phone for about 2 hrs I sent her affirmations via text, uplifted her and shared my love & light with her. To see her smile, hear her laugh was refreshing. She needed that lol, I was sooo happy to be that cousin - friend for her.

Before ending our night I suggested “Maid” to her, for her to watch & to also gain some inspiration. Even though the scenarios are very different the emotional abuse is still the same. So I’m looking forward to hearing about it from her since she loved what it was about when I told her about it! I can’t wait to catch up on that with her! We ended our 2hr phone call with verbal positive affirmations & I love yous. ❤️

It feels good to be that light & loving person for others. ❤️

Overall my day was amazing. 🥰

Well, it’s 5:34AM I’m going to finish my blunt that I beautifully rolled lol & blog for a little bit until I fall asleep.

Gonna end our journal series with a quote of the day.

Quote of the day : “We fall, we break, we heal but then we rise, we heal, we overcome”.

Hope you guys enjoyed my first journal entry. Goodnight/Morning. ✨🦋

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cataloniadventures · 7 years

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First post in Australian Eastern Time Zone

The flight:

I finally have the time to sit down and post. What a wild past few days have been for me. After about 30 hours of traveling to the other side of the world, very little sleep on the plane, and getting edema in my feet (swelling in the feet); I have finally settled into my new home for the next 4 months. It took me and Kirsten (My travel partner from home) about 45 minutes to go through customs and find the people who would bring us to our home called campus east. Wollongong is an hour and a half south of Sydney. I was getting a little dizzy on the ride there due to the fact my brain had to process the driver on the right side of the car while we drove on the left side of the road. The drive through Sydney was jaw dropping. My neck started to hurt because I was constantly turning it left and right looking at all the new sights around me. Once we got out of the city and into the Royal National Park I was in complete and utterly shocked. We were driving through what felt like Jurassic park. I just couldn't believe how beautiful the country was. The driver told us to look out to the left and we could see Wollongong and the ocean. This sight from the highway was just something I cant put in words. It was truly a magical moment. As time went on, we started getting closer and closer to our destination. Kirsten and I were the second stop of the group. The first girl was staying at a host family's house outside of the city. I wish I knew how to explain what these houses looked like. They were all like houses that I never usually see around my home. I turned to Kirsten and said I never want to leave and we have not even arrived at our destination yet.

The arrival:

The time came when we were just minutes away from Campus East, the beautiful place that I am calling home right now. We arrived and I stepped outside of the van my senses were so overloaded. The smell of the ocean nearby, the cool ocean breeze running on my face and through my hair, the sound of the exotic birds I’ve never heard before, I honestly thought it was a monkey screaming. The first thing I saw I looked up into the bright blue sky was blue and yellow things in the sky. Those blue and yellow things I saw were parachutes of people sky diving. I knew I had picked the right place to live in Australia. We carried our bags into the office and began the checking in process. They took my picture (not really sure why) but, I was so self-conscious because you probably can smell my breath through the picture because I didn't get to brush my teeth after 30 hours of traveling here. We were greeted with a Man named Adam. Adam was a student leader and he went over all the information that we received about our new home. He talked kind of fast and I had a hard time understanding him at some points due to his accent. But all was well after that and he showed us to our rooms. Carrying all my bags up three flights of stairs to find out that Kirsten and I are unit neighbors.

The room:

I opened my unit with a scan key. I immediately fell in love with my new home. There was a small common room with a couch and tv. But the best part of the unit.... the balcony. I love being able to go sit and enjoy the view out there. I can feel the beautiful breeze whenever I want to go sit out there. My room as at the very end of a long hallway. As I walked passed all my suitemates doors I read everyone's names. 3 of the 4 I couldn't even pronounce or knew if they were a boy or girl. Over time I learn how to pronounce their names. I am living with 2 girls and a boy (still not sure if the last suitemate is a boy or girl). I didn't realize that my unit would be mixed with girls and guys. OK, back to my room. When I opened my room I fell in love all over again. There is a huge desk in the corner so I am able to spread out but still have room to work. Above the desk is six built-in bookshelves. I don't have that much stuff with me but I just love having them to be able to put my stuff up there and not on my deskThe closet is pretty big. There are two sliding doors and one of them is a full-length mirror which couldn't be any cooler. The bed is smaller than mine at home but its not awful. Next to my bed is the window. The view I have is pretty decent. I can see the mountains off in the distance, some parts of the other campus east, and some pretty trees as well. Now, finally, the best part of my room is the ceiling fan.....yes I think the best part of my room is the ceiling fan. The breeze that comes from it during the day and at night is just amazing.

The people:

The people I’ve met the past 48 hours are amazing. They say don't just be friend with the other Americans. I have a boy from Hong Kong, a girl from Norway, a girl from Australia all in my unit. Talking to them is pretty cool. Just comparing things that are similar and different about our cultures is really eye opening. One of Kirsten's suitemates is American as well. She came over with 5 other Americans from all different states. We have found 4 really good Australian friends as well. Its just amazing hanging out with everyone interacting with them and getting to know more about the Australian culture from Australians. Everyone here is so friendly. Our little group took a trip into town. We took the free shuttle bus. After 3 seconds of being on the shuttle, a guy was like a tourist... like really how could you tell? I guess they think Americans are really loud...they’re not wrong. But we talked to this guy and his friend on our way to the shops. He gave us helpful information about places to go and food to try. I started a conversation with the cashier at the grocery store and I think he was genuinely happy he was talking to us, in a way he found us fascinating and interesting.

And more:

I’ve spent a lot of time walking everywhere. I walked to the grocery store (and back with arms full of heavy groceries). I walked to the bus stop to get to the mall (then back again with heavy bags). Last night we walked into town with a group of 11 people to the bars. We walked along the beach at night. It was really cool they have a pool in the ocean... like the high tide fills it and there's a small concrete wall and ladder to get into it. I thought that was so cool and can't wait to check that out during the day. We went to 2 bars last night (sorry mom) but it was just cool going there with my new friends and experiencing all this. The interesting fact the club played a lot of American songs, like we all knew the words to songs being played, until, this song came on and our new Aussie friends started singing all the words while the Americans kind just awkwardly danced because we had no idea what song was on. Also, fun fact they call McDonlads Mackies. The weather has been beautiful even though it has rained every day. It actually hailed yesterday. but its still 25 degrees Celsius(77 degrees Fahrenheit). a week ago it was 18 degrees Fahrenheit and snowing now its 77 and clear sunny days. Something I'm still getting used to is the different measurements. This morning my Hong Kong and Norwegian suitemates were talking about how its 30 degrees or 0 degrees out and I'm thinking in my head “I wish I knew Celcius” Lol but I created a note on my phone with some comparisons to memorize them so I know about how cold or hot a certain temperature is. I have my first of many mandatory meetings to go to today. Its called Res-fest and I guess its to meet everyone at Campus East and go over the rules. I'm really hoping the “they are giving us free dinner” rumor is true. Speaking of food ( I'm always hungry with food on my mind) last night our friend group ordered dominos but don't let that fool you. The pizza tasted so different and a LARGE here is like a small pizza back at home... Like I could have eaten that large all by myself. Also I tried some TimTams and OMG they are so good! They kind of taste like chocolate covered Snackwell’s creme sandwiches. I’ve also had some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and they taste different but good. They jelly actually tastes like good homemade strawberry jam. Also it took me 15 minutes in the grocery store to find a can of tomato sauce that would be relatively similar to the tomato sauce back at home along with parmesan cheese, its not as common as it is back home(my Norwegian friend had never even heard of it before!) All in all so far its been a cool learning experience so far just talking to my new Aussie friends and find what words we say that mean something different or words that are like the same thing but we call differently. So there you have it, a little brief summary of my experience in Australia so far. I will post some pictures in a second post for you to enjoy! G’day mates!

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