#oh go off Alanna this is gorgeous
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Tillie teasing \\ Mapi Leon x reader
2017
Stepping off the plane in Barcelona, the heat immediately hits you in the face. After clearing customs and collecting the many bags you've brought, a woman holding a sign with your name and the Barca logo under it waves you down. You find out she's the assistant manager and that the team sent. After anxiously fiddling with your fingers, the car turns into Barca's training centre. Backpack in hand, you follow the assistant manager as you meet all the behind the scenes people.
When meeting the team, you look eyes with who you believe is 'Maria'. She smiles at you and holds her hand out for you to take. When someone starts speaking to the both of you, your hands drop and a subtle blush both of your cheeks. You nod as you got the basics of the conversation, something about you and Mapi and an apartment. A soft nudge in your ribs turns you towards the brunette. She holds out her phone and you see google translate on.
Looks like we'll be seeing more of each other beautiful. They are putting us in the same apartment.
You smile and point to her phone as to say you want to type something. She nods and you type away.
Can't wait gorgeous :)
After the flirty interaction, you both move to the locker room and field to check it out. Since you both don't have to participate in this training, coach says you can go home and rest. The same driver from the airport takes you and Mapi to the apartment.
2019
Throughout the 2018/19 season, you, Alexia and Mapi become the Aussie/Spanish trio no one needed but everyone loved. You taught them English and they taught you Spanish in return, allowed Barca to organise more media interviews in the 2nd language. Alexia noticed over the last couple of years how smitten you both are with each other so she decided now is the time to meddle.
"Hola y/n/n, are you free tomorrow at 7?" Alexia asks as she swings an arm over your shoulder.
"Yeah, why?"
"Maps, are you free?" Alexia ignores your question as she turns to Mapi on her other side.
"Depends"
"Great. I'm not so enjoy your date chicas!"
You and Mapi look at each other before laughing at what had just happened. You and Mapi walk to the car talking about who should plan the date.
Safe to say the date led to both of you confessing your love for each other and the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
2020
Before anyone realised, the world was shit down due to covid. You were extremely anxious the first few weeks as the area in Australia where your family and friends live got Covid first. Then you and Mapi saw how fast it was spreading in Spain. Mapi had been your rock through it all. She always was there to distract you from the news from outside. Since you were in lockdown with the rest of the world, you couldn't see your best friends from the Tillies so you all had to resort to Zoom calls.
"So y/n/n, what's up with you and Mapi?" Macca teases as she wriggles her eyebrows in a playful way.
"Nothing is go- hola bebé" Mapi leans over and kisses you quickly before you realise how she's dressed.
"Nothing going on my ass!" Sam yells out, focusing you back on the call.
"Okay we're dating but you cannot tell a single soul. I mean it"
"Oooh protective y/n/n"
2021
Early in this year, the Tillies had a camp in Australia for the Olympics qualifers for Tokyo. Spain had a break during this time so Mapi though she'd come and support you and you girls (but you didn't know that). Currently; you, Sam, Macca, Caitlin, Steph and Alanna are eating breakfast when the woman of the hour calls you. Macca looks at your phone and her eyes go wide at the name.
"Hola bebita"
You stand up and move away from the table to escape their teasing, oh how wrong you were. When you come back the girls are making kissy faces at you and you shush them before anyone sees.
"How's lover girl?" Sam asks with a mouthful of banana.
"Fine, bored without me I think"
"Yeah, I bet she is" Macca mumbles before being elbowed by Caitlin.
A few hours later, you all arrive at the stadium for teh game against China. You are in the starting lineup alongside Sam and Caitlin. For some reason you are nervous, even though you shouldn't be. You receive a text from Mapi of her decked out in your yellow jersey and dark green shorts.
Maps 🔥: not sure which one you're wearing so I'll wear both :)
good luck out there mi amor, go qualify for the olympics <3
p.s. i love you princesa 😘❤️'.
You: we're wearing the yellow so your pants need to come off now? 😉
Thank you for watching mi amor, it means a lot ❤️
p.s.s. i love you too. talk after xx
With a boost of confidence, you walk out with your team and made sure you win. After the first half, Australia was still goalless, sam eas China. Going back on the pitch, everyone gives it their all then disater struck. China got a goal. 1-0. You gave Sam and Caitlin the look and you all work in overdrive. Meanwhile in the stands, Mapi was stressing. She knows how important this game and any Matildas games are to you. Normal game time finished and 4 extra minutes were added. You look up and see the extra time and yell to the girls. Within 2 minutes of that, you get a through ball from Caitlin and non one is around so you take a shot. You know it's going in but you check anyway and start running around like a crazy person. Alanna pushes you down and starts a dog pile. The game quickly restarts and then the whistle blows for full time. You wave out to the crowd and see the familiar neck tattoo. You run over to your mismatched girlfriend and hug her tightly.
"What are you doing here?"
"Wanted to surprise you princesa"
You respond by kissing her and pulling away before too many teammates saw.
"I fly out tomorrow. Are you coming with me?"
"Of course, I'll change the flight tonight"
"Meet me at the hotel and you can stay with me" Mapi nods and gives you a quick kiss before moving back for the fans to meet you.
Little do you know, your best friends were watching the whole interaction. You walk back to your friends and they start making kissy faces so you walk away, making them look like idiots.
Back at the hotel, Mapi is waiting texting you every minute if you're here. You get inside and spot her instantly. Mapi feels two arms go around her waist and a kiss on her cheek, she relaxes instantly.
"Ready for bed?"
"Let me get my bag from my room and I'll come?" You nod before telling her the room number. A small peck and she's off towards the elevator.
You feel a sharp slap on you back and you look towards Macca, giving her a death glare.
"I'll stay with Lani tonight"
"Thanks Macca"
After going up to your room, you see Mapi waiting outside. You sneak up on her again and she give you a hard glare. The door unlocks and Mapi walks in, dropping her bag at the foot of the messy bed. Since you showered at the stadium, you get straight in bed signalling mapi to join you. You quickly change Mapi's flights and she's now on the same flight back sitting next to you. You cuddle up to the Spaniard and try not to fall asleep.
"Bebé?" Mapi whispers.
"Hmm?"
"I want to post us" You open your eyes and look confused and the heavily tatted woman.
"You want to announce us on Instagram?" You confirm and Mapi nods. You show Mapi the photo that one of the staff had taken and sent to you. Mapi agrees and you post it.
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ynyln: goals and surprises… best day in the office 🤩🥺
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marialeonn16: te amo princesa x
Ynyln: my baby ❤️
samanthakerr20: it’s about damn time
Ynyln: stfu
Mackenziearnold: no more secret keeping… yay! Happy for you xx
Ynyln: love you xx
caitlinfoord: so you both can visit now?
Ynyln: we will, promise!
2022
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Ynyln: six years later… can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together… te amo mi amor ❤️
#womens soccer#woso soccer#woso x reader#woso imagines#woso imagine#matildas x reader#mapi leon x reader
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are there any other gameplay simblrs or legacies you like?
hi anon!! yes there are literally loads!!! but i'm going to pick a few off the top of my head that i really love so i'm not tagging like 75 different simblrs 😭😭
@virginnotsaint is doing the globetrotter challenge with her sim alanna and dog myrtle. i'm obsessed with the screenshots they're so perfect 🥺 and alanna seems like such a chill person, i wanna be her friend.
i’m terrible for not keeping up with other simblrs but i really really need to take the time to read @dreamstatesims gameplay from the beginning because every time i see chris hogan pop up on my dash i think i’m gonna lose it 🥵🔥
same thing goes with @simbinary, i haven’t kept up fully with her melvin legacy but i keep seeing adrien and oh my god is he gorgeous. not to mention, all of her sims are.
@gothoffspring is doing her lem-43 legacy with jet, who i think is the coolest alien girl around. the posts are such a joy to see on my dash 😭 i can’t wait to see where the legacy goes!
please please please go check out @soulanii. you want gorgeous screenshots? she got it. you want adorable characters? she got it. you want a super kind person? she is it. dustin is such a cute baby i love him with all my heart 🥺
@rebouks is doing a nsb that i want to catch up with! i have to, have to, find the time to read her story somnium. the screenshots are so atmospheric and from the posts i’ve seen the characters are really cool!!
there are tons tons more but those are just some i can think of off the top of my head right now
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Just finished ep 5 and we are SO far off the books laddies and I am HERE for it.
Not going to openly speculate on things because I know I have followers not in the know but I'm just LOOKING at plotlines and wondering how the HECK this whole thing is guna twist out
Also, minor teleportation hax but I'll allow it lol. Only so much set money and Tar Valon was gorgeous.
Quick rambling thoughts, love the logain laugh and that it was kept in some form, I am so fucking happy with how good the acting is jfc, its hilarious that the squad is in tar valon for so many reasons. What an awful place for them to be, the white cloaks are horrifying (Bors my beloathed where are you)
What else...oh love Loial. Thank you for being the audience insert character buddy.
Steppin never had a chance :/ see New Spring for Kerene stuff if I recall correctly
Love Alanna being around more
This episode was kind of a set up episode and hell if I know what happens next. Presumably Siaun, mat, ways, eye but we will see
#the wheel of time#wheel of time spoilers#wot spoilers#wot#episode speculation#wot rambling#its beyond bizaare to know the series backwards and forwards and be able to be excited about finding out what happens next
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Comics this week (5/26/2021)?
Heroes Reborn #4: JAMES STOKOE?! Hahahahaha this shit ruled
Heroes Reborn: Magneto & The Mutant Force #1: Nothing revolutionary but if you're in for Orlando or any of a couple eras of X-Men worth a look-see.
X-Men #20: I recently realized Hickman's entire 'main' X-Men run has been nothing but setup for either what he'll do with his upcoming next book, X of Swords, or other titles in the line, and that the real story hasn't actually progressed since HoXPoX. Glad to see any sign of that changing soon.
The Marvels #2: My dad did want to get it himself after all, and it's a perfectly decent issue.
Miles Morales: Spider-Man #26: I think I'm done. This represented another slight uptick but I don't think I can justify continuing with a book defined by its occasional slight upticks anymore.
Abbott 1973 #5: This on the other hand flat-out sucked and I'm not bothering with whatever trilogy-capper's in store.
Haha #5: Another relatively not-horrifying one! Maybe Prince really is starting to vary himself a bit. In any case it's Walta so obviously it's gorgeous, if you're already in the tank for anyone involved this issue's a treat.
The Department of Truth #9: Oh boy howdy do I love me a good high-falutin' bullshit lecture issue. This can't exactly hang with Promethea in that regard but it's a respectable mere rung or two down.
The Blue Flame #1: This didn't knock my socks off the way I was hoping, but for a mini of I believe just a few issues I'm curious enough where it'll go.
Strange Adventures #10: I don't think it'll go for a disappointing 'actually it was Alanna all along!' ending at this point so I'm pretty wholeheartedly enjoying this testament to how hard my least-favorite character sucks. Everybody's fixed on the map, but personally my favorite art accomplishments of the issue were Doc's look at the Seafolk and Gerads' Alanna in flight.
Action Comics #1031: PKJ continues to strut his stuff but for me this was first and foremost a Sampere showcase issue, this is the most since Ryan Sook I've thought "this is the guy who should define Superman's interior art for the next decade".
Batman/Superman #18: Increasingly a slight Multiversity vibe to this whole thing even besides the dimension-hopping, with 'traditional' storytelling giving way to something more unsettling as a reveal of deeper social truths - I continue to extremely fuck with it.
RWBY/Justice League (digital) #10: A letdown tbh aside from Bennett clearly having her own take on the arc of Yang and Blake's relationship; I was hoping this is where her character talent would get a chance to shine, but not so much. It just feels shockingly perfunctory compared to her original run, though I suppose that's par for the course with crossovers, and I'll continue to hope for a more fruitful sequel.
Batman: Black and White #6:
Thomas/Randolph/Bennett: Unsurprisingly a fun little story coming from Thomas. However - and I'll concede it'd be hard to do a 'Batman realizes that as a white man however well-meaning he's still unconsciously practicing systemic racism' story I'd be 100% onboard for, and maybe that's just on me as a white guy who doesn't want that fictional idol despoiled in quite that way - I've never bought the idea that there are parts of Gotham Batman avoids, whether the East Side or the Cauldron or in this case The Hill.
Charretier/Colinet/Maher: Nice but we've all seen this exact story done better before, though the last panel of the kids' recounting was effectively striking and Charretier really struck the perfect visual balance for it.
Derington/Wands: Writing's not as good as it wants to be but who cares it's Derrington drawing Batman.
Arcudi/Harren/Napolitano: ...ok?
Snyder/Romita/Janson/Napolitano: It's fine, it's a Scott Snyder Batman story so you know roughly what you're getting (though his chapter in Detective Comics #1027 really should have been his last word on the character), and Romita Jr. does his best work in a minute here.
The Other History of the DC Universe #4: Probably the best issue since the first, bringing back a lot of the intimate focus in possessed and the same visible filter of how this particular character is perceiving things in a way the reader is inevitably going to clash with that gives the whole thing a charge. And my philosophy-major dad will definitely get a kick out of the last couple pages. Shame it didn't end with "AND THEN I RECRUITED THE SUPERMEN OF THE MULTIVERSE TO HELP BEAT UP MANDRAAK THE DARK MONITOR" though.
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The Party
Jensen Ackles X Reader
Genre: smut, BDSM
Warning: blatant spanking and fucking.
He'd been wound so tight lately. Work had been especially stressful. He would come home on edge and exhausted every single night for a month, usually with a pile of paperwork to do.
I was getting edgy from being horny, but I didn't dare press him. Instead, I did everything I could to make him happy, to relieve his stress, but the worse he got, the farther he pulled away from me.
It was time to re-up our contract, and I felt like he was done with me. That's why I did it. I needed him back. I needed my Jensen back.
He had gone to so much trouble to pick out the perfect dress for me, but I couldn't let him know how much I appreciated it.
“Open it.” Jensen said while setting the large box down on the bed. He had such a short fuse lately, I dreaded what I was about to do, but it was necessary.
I intentionally fumbled around while opening the big box; trying to let him think it was just my innate clumsiness. Jensen started fidgeting; which was never a good sign. Usually, he was in complete control of his body... and mine. “C'mon!” he barked.
I opened the box and nearly gasped in pleasure. Stifling that impulse, I looked at the big box. In front of me was the most beautiful Jade green gown I'd ever seen. I could imagine how it would feel brushing against my body as I moved. There were 2 stunning silver shoes in the box, and a classy green clutch. He knew me so well, and he had chosen everything with great care. Especially given his recent mood, this warmed my heart. It was so kind of him. I hadn't seen any kindness for weeks. What I was about to do was going to break both of our hearts.
“I.....” I started, but had to take a breath before I continued. I steeled myself. “This is really nice, Sir, but I wanted to wear my silver dress tonight.”
The glare he sent my way was painful to look at. “Excuse me?” he almost roared. “I go through all this trouble, and you don't appreciate it?”
And there it was. The anger was so immense it became a presence in the room. I resisted the urge to recoil away from him. “I need to do this. He needs me to do this. Be strong Y/N.”
“Sir, I don't mean to be ungrateful. I just love the silver dress.”
I saw his hand twitch at his side as waves of anger rolled through the room. I was defiantly going to pay for this. “Sorry body.” I said to myself.
Jensen was no longer able to control the anger in his voice. “I don't give a flying fuck what you want to wear.” He roared. “I went to a ton of trouble to get you this, and you would prefer to wear that slutty silver dress instead? You WILL wear this tonight.” He stared right into my eyes. “Do you understand me?”
That was as far as I wanted to push this, but I needed him to lose his control. I turned my eyes downward. “Yes, sir” I said far too quietly for his liking.
“Excuse me! I can't hear you!” He yelled.
“Yes, sir.” I said firmly.
Jensen opened his mouth to say something, but stopped himself. He walked out of the room as he said, “I don't have time for this shit. You've got 30 minutes to get ready, and not ONE minute more.”
I had failed. After 6 months together, I thought I knew how to push his buttons, but everything I'd done fell short of getting him to snap. “and now you'll lose him.” Tears began to fall. I sat on the edge of my bed looking at the beautiful gown, the shoes, the purse. As I started to remove the contents of the box, I found a stunning lingerie set under the dress. He had really gone all out for tonight. “I couldn't get him to lose control, but I can try to make him happy now.” I removed the dress and hung it up. I grabbed hanger and dress and put them in the bathroom. Turning on the shower with hot water, I prayed that there was enough time to steam any wrinkles out of the dress.
I slid on the gorgeous green silk camisole and the green lace underwear. They were truly stunning. I looked in the mirror. Yes. Yes he'd like this. As I sat at my makeup table, there was a light knocking on the door. “It's Julie,” a reassuring voice called. Julie was the housekeeper here, and had quickly become a friend of mine. We had both been worried about Jensen.
“Come in.” I called, half relieved it wasn't him and half dreading that it wasn't him.
Julie didn't say a word. She came to the makeup table and hugged me from behind. “Did it work?” she questioned. My tears started falling again. I tried to answer, but I couldn't. “No. No. No.” she soothed as she grabbed a tissue to wipe my face. “Don't start crying.... You can't have puffy eyes and a runny nose tonight.” She was right, of course. She always was. “I'm not giving up on this yet.” she assured me. “We still have time. Now you just have to be perfect tonight, and I know you can do it.” She grabbed a brush and started brushing my hair. It was a kind motherly gesture that really did calm me.
“I'm out of ideas.” I whimpered. “This is going to be the end. I just know it.”
Julie stopped brushing and knelt beside me. She gently took my hands. “No. I don't believe it.” She used the tissue to wipe away some tears. “He loves you. I know he does.” she said gently. “Let's get you ready, and think of how we are going to handle this. I brought the steamer for the dress.” That calmed me a bit. I may not be able to fix this, but at least I'll look great for our last big outing together.
Julie and I talked while I did my hair and makeup and she steamed my dress and helped me get ready. Before I left the room, Julie gently hugged me again and quietly whispered “He won't be able to keep his hands off you in this dress.” As she handed me my clutch, I prayed that she was right.
I came down the stairs 4 minutes early, and found Jensen in the foyer reading an email on his phone.
He turned to me, and I had to stifle a gasp. Jensen, in a tuxedo. I knew I'd never get tired of seeing it, but my awe was squashed when I realized, this may be the last time I saw him in a tux. He had a pleased smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. “You look beautiful,” He said as he met me at the bottom of the stairs. “I need you to be on your best behavior.” He crooked a finger under my chin and made me look into his eyes. “Will you be good?” His eyes.... His stunning green eyes... Normally they calmed my soul... Tonight, there was no kindness in them... He was strictly business tonight.
“I will, sir.” I stated.
“You better,” he said as he released my chin.
Jensen had hired a car to take us to the party. The driver's kind manner was met with nothing but silence and a glare from Jensen. I offered a couple of smiles in apology for Jensen's behavior.
After we climbed in and got situated, I decided to try one more time. “May I ask what this party is for?”
Jensen turned his head toward me with spite in his eyes. “No.” He turned away. We spent the rest of the ride in silence.
The house we drove up to was impressive. Not only was it giant, it was beautiful. It reminded me of a Baroque cathedral. Being Jensen's sub had introduced me to many of life's finer things, but this house stunned me. It was a house? Wasn't it? As the driver came around to open my door, I thought that I might be walking into a museum.
Jensen thanked the driver and took my arm. “Let's go!” Jensen spat out quietly, but not without anger.
I didn't even bother to answer. I simply matched his stride.
The mansion we entered was even more amazing inside. Fine works of art hung on the walls, chandeliers twinkled. Marble floors tapped as my heals touched them. Wood practically shined from polishing. A string quartet played from another room. It was palatial. I was in complete awe. My eyes tried to drink in every work of art, but there wasn't time. Jensen let out a soft chuckle. “I thought you'd like the art.” he said.
Was he softening? I could only hope. “Yes, sir.” I replied.
It was then that I saw our hostess, Alanna, headed our way. “Jensen, Y/N. Thank you for coming.
“We wouldn't have missed it for the world.” Jensen sounded downright happy, and I turned to see a huge, warm smile on his face. “Fucking actor.” I thought to myself. “Thank you for inviting us.” I smiled as Alanna and I leaned in to kiss each other's cheeks.
Alanna was a tall, beautiful blonde in her 50's. She was rumored to be the harshest Dom in the country, and this reputation, as well as her age, meant she was a mother figure to many subs, myself included. If a dom was unhappy with a sub, it was ofte Alanna who contacted the sub to discuss our behavior. In return, she kept the doms in line, although I suspected part of that was to uphold her title as the harshest.
“You look beautiful.” She smiled warmly at me. “Go get some drinks and appetizers,” She led us to a large living room off the foyer.
I looked through the rooms. Beautiful people everywhere. Beautiful gowns and Tuxedos. I was still amazed that Jensen thought I belonged in this posh life, and I was grateful for the beautiful dress he'd give me to wear. As Jensen was greeting people, I thought to myself how funny it would have been to show up in that slutty silver dress. I can't believe he thought I was actually going to wear it. The jovial thought died when I remembered that this would probably be my last party with him. I tried desperately to sear the memory of this moment into my head. Jensen looking so happy as he greeted others.
As we walked through the foyer greeting people, I started realizing that everyone I knew in the room was part of the BDSM lifestyle. What the heck was this? Some sort of kinky sex party? My stomach turned at the thought. Oh good golly. Another realization started blooming in my head. MANY of the guests were TV and Movie stars. The more I looked around, the more stars I saw.
For a fleeting second, I thought that this party may be to end contracts and re-sign with other doms. Could Jensen have brought me here to get rid of me and find a new sub? I started to feel dizzy.
“You ok?” Jensen asked. I must have gone pale, because there was genuine concern on his face.
“Yes, sir” I answered. Surely, a party this fancy wasn't some sick sex party. “Get a hold of yourself” I thought. A couple of deep breaths later I had re-gained my composure.
Jensen led me into a huge living room. Guests were everywhere; sitting on couches, standing in groups scattered about and even ordering drinks at a makeshift bar. A server approached us with flutes filled with champagne. Jensen grabbed 2 flutes and handed one to me. I don't know how he could keep that fake smile on his face as he practically pushed the drink into my hand and told me to drink.
Not only was I done trying to argue with him, the idea of taking the edge off my tension had me sipping too quickly. As guests came and greeted us, and Jensen started to relax seeing so many of his friends, I downed half of the glass of champagne quickly. It started working; soothing my tense muscles and calming my nerves.
Eventually, I heard the ting of a butter knife on a glass. Everyone quickly quieted, Alanna, standing with a stunningly handsome man was announcing dinner. We filed into a grand hall filled with round tables. There were flowers and candles everywhere. Salads were already on the table, and servers gathered our drink orders as we sat.
Dinner was lovely. Jensen was relaxing with every minute, and started acting like himself again. We had the honor of sitting with Alanna and her gentleman. I complimented her on the success of the party, and she warmly thanked me. Jensen even looked over and gave me a slight nod to praise my compliment. Ok. Maybe the dress and the party were working. Maybe I could get MY Jensen back. “Don't get your hopes up.” I warned myself. The past few months with him had been wonderful, but I was certain it was over. I needed to just be happy to have the great memories.
As dinner wrapped up, the guests went back to mingling. Everyone was having a great time, and as I adjusted the way I thought about our time together, I started enjoying myself too.
About a half an hour after dinner, I noticed a few of the gentlemen excusing themselves. Liam came to tell Jensen it was time. “Time? Time for what?” My mind flashed back to the thought that this was some sort of sub swap party. If Jensen thought I was ready to get a new Dom, he was wrong. If he wasn't willing to up my contract, I'd take some time off. I didn't want anyone else. Jensen left with the other men, leaving me alone.
It was then that the other subs approached me. Karen, Anna, Jen, Kelly, Stephanie and Stacey had all lost their dates to whatever the meeting was down the hall. “What the hell is going on?” I asked quietly to the ladies assembled around me.
“You don't know?” Anna asked me. “We don't know either.”
I hesitated as I asked, “Do... Do you think this could be.... some sort of.... swap party?” I asked.
That warranted a round of laughter from the women.
Despite my attempt to be quiet, Alanna was walking by and heard my question. “That's not our style.” she placed a reassuring hand on my arm. “Tonight is all about having a good time, but our group doesn't swap. Not in my house anyway.” That calmed me, but it didn't answer the larger question. Why were we here? Before I could ask, Alanna left, going to join the men who'd left the party.
I resigned myself to waiting. I listened as the others talked about their jobs, their doms, their families. Stacey was proud to show off the bracelet she'd gotten when Brad had re-signed their contract last month. It was quite stunning, but then she'd been with Brad for years.
“Why doesn't he just marry you already?” Kelly asked Stacey.
“It's not like we don't know you two will stay together forever.” Jen said.
Stacey blushed a bit, “Well, we have started talking about it” she admitted earning her a round of congratulations.
I listened and answered when appropriate, but I couldn't get my mind off the meeting where our men and Alana were. Each minute that passed made me more tense.
“Are you ok,” Stacey asked me.
I said yes, but Kelly was quick to say “Bull! What's going on?”
“I just....” I stopped taking a breath to keep myself from crying. “It's time to re-sign our contract, and I don't think Jensen wants to.” That warranted a round of sad looks from the women around me. “He's been so stressed out from work lately. He's terse and angry all the time.” I admitted. All of the women tried to comfort me, but we all knew what it was like when a contract ended before we were ready. I would be discarded like yesterday's mail, and left to deal with a broken heart.
“Ok,” Stephanie said, “Enough of the sad talk. He's going to do what he's going to do, and we shouldn't ruin our night because of something that MIGHT.....” Stephanie was cut off by Alanna joining our group.
“Come with me,” she said to me, giving no clue of her mood or what was about to happen. As we walked away, a couple of the women patted me on the shoulder to show their support.
“Oh no! Tell me he's not going to dump me here....at the party.... in front of his friends.” Every step toward the room crushed my hope even more.
The room I entered was a monument to masculinity with its dark wood walls, oversized brown leather furniture and even a deer head on the wall. I found Jensen and a handful of other men lounging on huge leather chairs and couches smoking cigars and drinking what I guessed was brandy.
“Come here!” Jensen barked at me. I came to stand by his side like a good sub. I may not like how tonight was going, but I certainly wasn't going to embarrass him by not behaving as asked... unless....
I didn't have time to even finish my thought before he placed his hand on my hip close to my ass very gently and started brushing his thumb over my silk gown. “Gentlemen, can we have the room?”
None of the men were even slightly surprised. “Fuck! This is it.” I thought. Alanna shot me a gentle look as she ushered the other men from the room.
Jensen stood, not looking at me. He was moving and behaving as if he was ready to dominate me. My first instinct was to kneel, but I didn't want to wrinkle the beautiful dress. I bowed my head and looked at the floor. He walked over to a closet and took off his suit coat and tie and hung them up. The wait was torturing me, and he knew it. He enjoyed it. “Bastard” I thought.
He walked up behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body. “Do you know why I called you in here?”
“I'm... I'm not sure, sir” I replied. Shit! I had stuttered. He hated stuttering.
I heard him sigh disappointed. I expected him to explode, but instead, his voice was low and calm. In some ways it was worse. “I'll ignore the stutter given the situation.” He leaned even closer so I could feel his breath on my ear. “Do you know why I'm upset with you?” His hot breath in my ear and his dominating tone of voice sent a shiver down my spine and right to my core. I was turned on and scared at the same time. Was he planning on disciplining me HERE? I was partially excited. A discipline meat we could relieve some of his stress and show him why we were so good together.... as well as relieving my frustrations, but what if he didn't? What if he was about to tell me he's done with me?
“Yes, sir.” I said steadily.
Jensen walked around me until he was in front of me. “Look up!” he barked as he lifted my chin with his finger. “Why am I mad at you?”
Looking in his eyes when he was being dominate was difficult, but I had to do everything right if I was going to salvage this relationship. I steeled myself and answered. “I was ungrateful, sir.” I said. “You went to a lot of trouble to buy me this beautiful dress, these shoes and the amazing lingerie, and I didn't appreciate it, sir.”
Jensen paused, looking deep into my eyes. It felt like he could see all the way into my core. “You! Were! Ungrateful!” He spit out the words. I saw him take a breath to calm himself, but out of the corner of my eye, I also saw his hands shake a bit. “Look down!” he comaded, and I obeyed. “Now, that we are here, at this party, would you like to say anything about the situation?”
“Sir!” I said firmly. “I now see that you were right. The other dress would have been inappropriate here. I should have known that you knew better, and even if I didn't, I should have been grateful for your gifts.”
I waited a few seconds. “Yes.” he said curtly, but then he reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. Was this it? Had I FINALLY gotten him to snap? “Please, please, please let me be right.” He untucked his shirt and finished unbuttoning then slowly walked over to the closet and hung the shirt up. He walked up behind me and began to unzip the back of my dress. I was over the moon. He intended to play. He intended to punish me! Although this wasn't confirmation of his intention to re-sign me, it was a great start, and I really was dying to fuck him. I could feel my core begin to grow wet and warm as he hung my dress up.
He returned to stand in front of me and surveyed the lingerie. “I chose well,” he admitted. You look lovely in this.” He reached for a strap on my shoulder and ran his finger between the strap and my shoulder. “But you are still in trouble.” He walked away, leaving me wet and horny and scared. He took a seat in a chair. “Stand in front of me.” He said sternly. I did. “Turn around” he indicated that I should have my ass in his face. His hand brushed over one of my cheeks softly, then he reached with both hands and yanked my underwear off. “Kneel on the coffee table.” He gently pushed me forward. I did as asked and expected a spank.... instead he leaned back in the chair and sat. My ass, my pussy was all right there in front of him. “Are you wet?” he asked. Fuck yes!
“Yes, sir.” I agreed.
“Of course you are. You're my little slut.” He said. “My bad little slut.” He stood and took no time to warn me. His hand came down on my ass harder than it ever had before. Normally, he would follow with a slight massage, but not tonight. Tonight, he continued spanking. One cheek, the next cheek, each hit harder and harder. I was well past it feeling good and into intense pain. He kept going. Grunting as he spanked. He moved slightly to the side to get better aim. He hit even harder after. I was reaching my limit.
I knew he needed this release. I knew he needed to get his stress out, but I wasn't sure how much more I could take of this. I held out as long as I could while he pounded my ass with the hardest hits he could manage. “Yellow” I squeaked. He stopped instantly. I could hear him breathing heavy as if he'd just finished running. The break was almost worse, because the pain in my ass turned to a sharp sting. One tear rolled out of my eye and onto the table.
“I'm sorry,” He gasped as he saw the tear. I expected him to massage my ass, but instead he came behind me and began to fuck me as hard and as fast as he could. He was like a wild dog rutting into me. I reveled in the feel of him filling me up... one hand pulling my hair as he fucked all of his frustration away. It didn't take him long to finish, and I had yet to cum, but he didn't seem to care, and honestly, I was just grateful that he had finally gotten his frustrations out.
He dug his fingernails into my hips and yanked my hair as hard as he could when he came with a loud grunt. It was then that I began to get a glimmer of hope. He released my hip and my hair and began to rub my back and my ass for a minute before pulling out of me. I had not been given permission to move, so I stayed in place. He sat back down in the chair and watched as his seed dripped out of me. My ass hurt so bad it took all of my willpower to stay still. I just wanted to cry. The pain was blinding and for a minute, I couldn't even think about the contract. All I could think about was the pain.
“There's a bathroom through the door on the right. Go get cleaned up.” He was still curt, but he did sound more relaxed. I did as he asked.
When I returned to the room, I saw he had put his shirt back on and was holding my underwear and my dress. I took the underwear and slid them back on. He held the dress as I stepped in. As he stood up, he held one of my hips and began peppering my torso with soft kisses. He stopped at my neck where he placed one kiss and took a quick bite. “Are you ok?” He lifted my chin so I faced him again. “I was very rough.” he hung his head a tiny bit as he asked.
How the fuck was I supposed to answer that? I was so NOT ok. My ass burned, my pussy had been pounded, I was still incredibly horny and I didn't know what his plans were for me. He seemed to have gotten his answer from the look on my face.
He started to walk away from me toward a huge dark wooden desk. He slid a drawer open as he said, “I've been a royal prick this month.” He admitted and I cocked an eyebrow out of habit before I contained my emotions. “You don't have to answer. I know I've been hard to live with. Not to mention, I haven't given you any outlet to release your frustrations.”Damn right.” I thought. He came up in front of me, hiding whatever was behind his back. “You've been incredibly patient and understanding, more than I've deserved.” I couldn't disagree, and when I remained silent he lifted a sealed manila envelope. “I hope this will start to make up for it.” He said as he opened the flap.
He took a deep breath, “You have pleased me tonight.” My heart breathed a sigh of relief. “You have always pleased me. I've never found another woman who can read me the way you do. Who gives me exactly what I need like you.”
I felt tears begin to well in my eyes. The relief of hearing what he said was just too much to handle. One tear ran down my cheek, and he quickly reached to brush it away, then reached into the envelope and pulled out a thin black box. Jewelry? Jewelry? Jewelry usually was reserved for long-term subs who were going to spend the rest of their lives with their dom.
I gasped as he opened the box. Jewels sparkled from inside. There, in front of me was a necklace, a bracelet and earrings... all with a beautiful emerald circled with diamonds. I.... Was.... Astounded.
“This gift is for you.” He handed me the box. “No matter how you answer my next question, I want you to keep the outfit and the jewelry. Do you understand?” I nodded in agreement. I was still not able to compose myself enough to speak. He handed me the earrings, and I put them on. He handed me the bracelet, and I put it on. Then he helped put the necklace around my neck and gently brushed my hair away as he closed the clasp. My hand automatically reached up to the necklace feeling it's cold metal against my skin. I was not a fan of jewelry, but knowing he had gone to so much trouble touched me deeply.
He stood back and looked at the completed look. The dress, the shoes, the jewelry, the lingerie had all been carefully chosen to match each other, and I was overcome by the idea that he had gone to so much trouble. “Perfect.” he said with a little smile.
“Would you like to sit with me?” he gestured toward the couch.
Panic ran through me. Sitting was going to hurt! He saw the look on my face. “I'm sorry.” he said. He wrapped his arms around me and gently rubbed my ass through the silk. “We'll stand.” He said, and I giggled a bit at the whole situation.
“So, now the question.” he began. He reached in the envelope again and pulled out a small stack of papers. “I took the liberty of drawing up a new contract.” I couldn't hide my smile at his words, and he smiled when he saw it. Ohhhhh his smile... a smirk that stretched across his whole face. There was something else in his eyes too. What was it? Relief. I realized he was relieved that I was happy to see the contract. “I'm going to ask you to re-sign with me, but this time, I'd like to extend our contract to 2 years.” He brushed my cheek with his thumb again. “Will you please say yes?” He asked.
I couldn't even talk. I just began nodding yes like a child. The tears spilled out of my eyes as the relief flooded me. I continued nodding until I could find a bit of my voice.
“Yes,” I cried. “Yes.”
He pulled my face closer to his and began to kiss me, hard, passionate as if I was water in front of a dehydrated man. “Thank you!” He said sincerely with his lips still against mine. “Thank you for your patience and understanding and love.” He hugged me tight and kissed me again. “Thank you!” We stayed looking at each other for a moment, smiling like silly schoolchildren. “I don't deserve you.” he said.
“Yes. Yes you do,” I answered softly and leaned in to kiss him again. “You've just had a tough month.”
“You're too good to me.” He answered. “Aaannnd I'm sorry you haven't cum yet. I promise to fix that when we get home.” I beamed at him with glee.
“Will you sign, then?” He asked, and we went to the desk to sign the papers.
We left the office and went to re-joined the party. Alanna was hanging at the edge of the party close to the hallway we were in. It only took her a second to notice the jewelry and see the smiles on our faces.
“Welcome back,” her smile lit up the room. “I'm glad everything went ok.”
Jensen leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. “Thank you for the use of your home.” He was fully himself again, and he squeezed my hand as he looked around the room. “I need to talk to someone before we go home. Will you excuse me?” he asked me. I nodded.
“I'm so glad you said yes” she whispered in my ear as we hugged.
“How did you.....” I asked.
She looked quite satisfied. “Darling, I've seen how he's been, and I told him to get his head out of his ass before he lost you.” I was so stunned, my jaw dropped.... not the most lady-like thing to do, and I quickly closed my mouth when Alanna stared at it. “I sat down with him last week. He told me that you had been strong and kind this past month. He told me how proud he was of you, and he told me he wanted to ask you to do a long term contract. We discussed how to make the evening special for you.” She gestured around to the party, “and here we are.”
“This whole party is for us?” I asked in awe.
“What better reason could there be?” she smirked. “I'm guessing throwing the party was the easy part....” she had a glint in her eye. “I think what happened in that room was more needed than anything. You really took a bullet for him, didn't you?” She hinted.
I didn't know how to answer. “I......uh....”
“You're a truly wise woman to go through that for him.”
“What do you mean?” I tried to look confused.
She just grinned, “You knew he needed to release stress, and how to get him to. The silver dress? Really?” All I could do was smile and chuckle. “You did very well.” she said and placed a hand on my shoulder.
By then, the other doms and subs were all staring at the new jewelry. They started to work their way over to us, congratulating me on becoming a long term. Jensen watched me from across the room with a huge smile on his face. “Does everyone here know?” I asked Alanna.
“No. No dear. Not every guest is part of the life, but they all love free food and drinks.” she chuckled. Alanna urged everyone to get back to mingling, but before she left my side, she leaned in and whispered in my ear. “There are some Ibuprofen and a CBD cream that will ease pain in my personal restroom. Would you like to go in there for a few minutes?” I heartily agreed.
When I emerged a couple of minutes later, I found Jensen standing gallantly at the door. “Can I ask for one dance before we go home?” He held out his arm to lead me to the dance floor.
“Yes, yes you can.” I took his arm. He held me softly as he led a slow dance. When the song ended, he leaned in to whisper in my ear. “Are you ready to go home?”
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The Princess Of Hope And Beauty - Chapter 2
I have finally finished chapter two of my fanfition. I apologize for the delay, but I have been busy with school and looking for a job. Hopefully there won’t be a long delay for chapter three. I know this chapter is filled with a lot of fluff, but I was trying to do a calm before the storm type thing. I will further expaned on Towa’s dream in a oneshot and I’ll probably write for fluff oneshots about the family. Hope you all enjoy this entry.
Here is the link for chapter 1.
Chapter 2
The Forest
Five years had passed in Hope Kingdom. Towa had truly become a grand princess to her people, and her lifelong dream of being such a thing had finally come true. She loved her kingdom and would do anything to aid the citizens, but Towa started to have a new dream. A dream that she and her husband, Shut, both shared; it was for their beloved daughter, Alanna, to be just as wonderful of a princess.
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It was three days before Princess Alanna’s sixth birthday and her parents were making arrangements for this to be the best birthday she would have. Towa went to the marketplace to pick up her daughter’s birthday gift from the music shop.
The royal teachers, Miss Shamour and Mr. Kuroro have been doing their best when teaching the sweet child the lessons needed to be a princess, however, no matter how hard Alanna tried, she was always a tad slow with learning them. Alanna had not mastered playing the violin as opposed to her mother when she was her age. This did upset the little princess a great deal because she and her father loved to sit down and listen to her mother play beautiful melodies along with her uncle on their violins, and Alanna wanted to someday join them in their symphony.
Towa could sense her daughter’s frustration on failing her violin lessons so many times, and she would comfort her by telling the story of how a girl named Haruka, who was once Cure Flora, had a dream of becoming a princess. Towa described how the girl had difficulty with the lessons needed to be a fine princess, she also could not play the violin right away, however with determination and hope, she did become one. This story helped rekindle the determination of the little princess and gave her the confidence to never give up as well.
Even though Alanna was slightly improving on her violin lessons, she still practiced relentlessly to become a great violinist. Towa admired her determination and thought that she would love to have a special violin. Just a few weeks before, Towa paid the music shop owner to create a beautiful one of a kind violin. When Towa finally saw the gift, she was amazed by the craftsmanship. Its ribs and scroll were crimson red while the rest of the body was a gorgeous golden yellow.
“It’s so beautiful, thank you so much.”
“No need to thank me your highness, it was my pleasure to craft it. Hopefully, Princess Alanna will like it.” The shop owner said with a tone of kindness.
“I’m sure she’ll love it. Thank you once again and have a good day.” The princess then exited the shop.
Back at the castle, Shut was helping his little girl pick out a dress for her to wear on her big day. Shut wanted her to look exquisite for the ball to be held for her birthday. Alanna had inherited her father’s taste in beauty, so they never argued on what type of dress she should wear for different occasions. She also inherited his love for flowers which gave Shut a recent idea to have a flower head band made for Alanna. She instantly fell in love with it to the point where she rarely ever took it off and thanked her papa with one of her giant hugs.
Ever since he became a father, Shut was no longer nervous about living in Hope Kingdom and interacting with the citizens. It no longer mattered what he did in the past and that he was originally a creature of despair. He was now living a blissful life with his lovely princess wife and their charming daughter.
Both father and daughter found the perfect dress for her birthday. It was a light blue ball gown, with tiny puffy sleeves, and small shimmering white flower shapes sprinkled around the chest and top of the skirt.
After the maids helped the little princess put on the dress, she stepped out from behind the room divider, and tried to elegantly curtsey for her father.
“Papa, do I look pretty?” She asked. Shut just stared at his daughter with wide eyes and then without warning, he picked her up.
“Pretty is an understatement. You look beautiful Alanna!” He shouted with cheer, which made his daughter giggle.
Shut was so proud of Alanna, that he could not stop bragging to people about how cute and beautiful she was. People did agree that the little princess was a vision of loveliness and never grew tired of her father boasting about it. The only one who grew irritated was Lock, who Shut usually wore during those scenes.
“Don’t you always say she’s beautiful?” Lock spoke from the dressing table where he laid.
“Must you ruin a nice moment?” Shut said in agitation as he put his daughter down. To avoid an argument between her father and Lock, Alanna went to the table to pick up the scarf and wrap him around her neck. Lock was a little surprised by this, then the little princess spoke to him.
“I don’t mind Papa saying I’m beautiful all the time.” She then stepped away from the mirror, “Would you like someone to say that about you Lock?” Lock was going to roll his eyes when he decided to see what Alanna saw. All he saw was the princess in her ball gown, wearing a yellow and black striped scarf that clashed with the outfit.
“I think you’re a very beautiful scarf Lock. Maybe I can wear you next time Papa and I go to the marketplace.” Hearing the little princess say this, made the scarf feel like blushing although it was impossible for him to do that. Although he acted like he did not care for Alanna, Lock did have a soft spot for her. She was always so kind to him, even when he was in a bad mood.
“Like I have a say in the matter, but yeah, if you really want to, I don’t care.” Lock tried to respond with an apathetic tone. Shut was almost against the idea, he did not want his daughter to have to put up with Lock’s bad attitude. However, he did love how kind his little girl was to others even when they had not earned such a response. Alanna was a sweet, bubbly, little girl, who never behaved like a spoiled brat despite her parents doing everything to make her happy and she tried her best to make everyone else feel that way as well. This trait did not come from the knowledge of being a princess, but rather Alanna developed it naturally.
Soon the chamber doors swung open as the mother princess stepped right in. Alanna quickly ran to her while trying not to trip in the ball gown she was still wearing. As she got close to her mother, she made a misstep and began to fall to the ground, but just before she hit her face, Towa broke her fall by catching her around the waist. She then gave her child a gentle hug.
“Oh, Alanna, you know you shouldn’t run in a gown like that, you could get hurt.” Towa spoke in a concerning tone but could not help but slightly grin at her daughter’s charm.
“I’m sorry Mama.” The little princess responded. Towa knew that her daughter only did such an act was because she was overjoyed to see her mother despite only been gone for a couple of hours. The little princess loved her parents with all her heart and hated to be away from them for a long period of time, such as when her mother had to travel away from Hope Kingdom for royal business trips. When it was time for Towa to come back home, Alanna would be so excited to see her mother again, that she would wake up at the crack of dawn and go to her father’s room to wake him. She would repeatedly say with cheer “Papa, wake up! Mama’s coming home today.” As soon as Towa entered the castle, the little princess would always run as fast as possible to her mother and trap her in a giant hug.
“Um, hello? Have you forgotten all about me? It’s kind of hard to ignore a talking scarf.” Lock spoke up, which surprised Towa and Alanna who suddenly remembered she was still wearing him.
“Well,” Shut stepped in and pulled Lock off the little princess. “I think that is enough of my little girl wearing you for the day.”
Lock just snorted “Still a better experience than having you wearing me.” Shut was agitated by the scarf once again and was about to threaten that he would not bring him to the ball. However, his wife interrupted his thought. “Oh my, Alanna you look so elegant.” the mother princess complemented her daughter in the ball gown.
“Thank you, Mama.” She responded as she trilled around showing off the dress “Papa helped me find this.”
“That doesn’t surprise me. Your father has such good taste.” Towa then walked over to her husband and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, which made Shut slightly blush. “Sweetie, how about you put on your normal dress, so you can come help us choose decorations for your ball.” Towa asked.
“Okay.” Alanna responded with a quick nod and sprinted behind the room divider. It only took about four minutes for Alanna to take off her ball gown and put on what she normally wore which was a light blue dress with golden trims, pink hearts for buttons and pinned on the trims. Matching pink ribbons wrapped around her neck and waist and dark blue shoes with buckles.
“I’m done.” The little princess informed her parents gleefully as she trotted to them. Just before they left the room, Shut stopped his daughter.
“Hold on sweetie.” Shut said as he was trying to undo the knot Alanna made on her ribbon. She still had not learned how to tie a bow properly, so Shut always fixed it for her. “There you go.” Soon the family was out of the room, totally unaware of the crow perched on the windowsill. The same black bird that watched them on the day the little princess was born.
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After a long day of preparations and planning, it was now time to put the young princess to bed. Alanna got into her nightgown, jumped into her bed and waited for her mother to tuck her in.
After Towa gave her daughter her good night kiss, she was about to leave the room until Alanna spoke up.
“Wait, Mama, what about the story?”
“Are you sure you want to hear it tonight? You had a long day and you must be very tired.”
“No, Mama. I’m not sleepy yet, and I won’t be until I know what happens to the Princess PreCure.” Alanna then gave her mother a sad puppy dog expression, and Towa could not say no to that.
Alanna had become fascinated with the Princess PreCure. She would constantly ask her mother to tell her stories about them no matter what. It became a ritual that before the little princess would go to bed, Towa would come to her room and tell her daughter the stories about them. Alanna was amazed to hear that her own mother was once a PreCure as well. However, that night was the very last story and when it was all over Alanna asked “Mama, will you ever see them again?”
This almost made Towa shed a tear for the years that have passed since she had to leave her friends in the human world. She was also crying at the farewell that day. However, she remembered what her friend Haruka told her, that no matter where they were, they would always be connected. She reassured Towa that she was sure that one day they would all meet again. Towa told her daughter all of this and Alanna asked, “If you do see them again, can I meet them too?”
“Of course, you can sweetie, I would love for them to meet you.” Towa said as her daughter started to reluctantly fall asleep which was her cue to leave the room.
That night Towa had a wonderful dream, of where she was in a room that had fancy furniture, and a luminescent glow. The room looked like it had been in her castle, but what made her smile as she cried with tears of happiness was seeing Haruka, Minami, and Kirara once again after so many years. They gave each other giant hugs and then sat in the room talking about how their lives have been. Minami had recently achieved her degree as a marine veterinarian, Kirara had become one of the top models in the world, and Haruka had been working hard on her dream of becoming a princess and in some regards, she had become one. She had grown out her hair which resembled her hair as Cure Flora, she has shown true princess etiquette, and said she just recently opened a flower shop in her hometown, to share her love of flowers with others. The people in her town have nicknamed her The Princess of Flowers for those accomplishments.
Soon it was Towa’s turn to tell her friends about what has happened in her life. She told them that she had become a truly grand princess to the citizens of her kingdom. Her friends congratulated her on fulfilling her lifelong dream as well. Towa also wanted to tell them that she fell in love with Shut, married him and that they now have a daughter. However, before she could say anything else, the young women all notice that a glow was coming from each of their chests. This was soon followed by four small balls of light appearing before them, the orbs then took on the forms of crystallized versions of the former PreCures’ dress up keys they used to transform into the legendary warriors. Each of them grabbed their key from midair and looked at one another in slight confusion. Before they could say anything, the room turned into a dark blur, and the dream was over.
Towa jolted awake from her slumber. At first, she was confused at where she was, but she saw her husband sleeping on his side of their bed. She realized she was still in her bedchambers. Towa laid back down to return to her sleep, but she noticed a little body snuggled between her and Shut. It was Alanna, who must have been woken up from a frightening dream. She would always go to her parents’ room and sleep with them for the rest of the night because she felt safe with them.
Towa lightly patted her little princess on the head and gently kissed her on the four head.
“I love you.” She said quietly so she wouldn’t wake up Alanna. She was grateful to have her for a daughter.
Towa then realized that she was holding something in her right hand the whole time. As soon as she saw the object, she was flooded with joy as her eyes watered up with tears. She knew instantly that she would reunite with her friends soon. She had the proof of this, for she was holding the crystal version of her scarlet key, the one that she received in her dream.
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The next day, Alanna was in her bed chambers. She was told not to leave the room until her parents said it was alright, because they did not want her to see the surprises, they had planned for her birthday celebration the next night. The little princess used this time to prepare for the ball, so she placed all her stuffed animals around the room, and pretended they were the guests. She tried her best to walk elegantly, be well spoken, she even grabbed one of her teddy bears and tried to ball dance with it. She wanted to do her best to act like a grand princess for the event.
Mama and Papa are going to be so happy, the little princess thought, but was soon interrupted by a tapping coming from her window. Alanna saw a little black bird sitting on the windowsill. She was interested in the bird. There were plenty of colorful birds in Hope Kingdom that were normal and fairies like her Uncle Kanata’s butler Aroma, but Alanna had never seen a bird that was as black as the night sky, so she decided to open the window.
“Hello. Uh, I mean good morning.” Alanna said to the bird politely because she still wanted to act like a proper princess even in the presence of a bird. The bird just stared at her, which gave Alanna slight chills, without warning it flew into her room and landed upon her bed. It began to stretch its wings and laid down on the bed as it groomed the feathers on its chest. The little princess thought that it looked kind of cute, and maybe it was not as intimidating as it appeared to be. She walked up to it. “Is there something you need?” the little princess asked. The bird looked up at her and tried to show innocence in its otherwise menacing eyes. It flew back outside the window and Alanna ran back there.
“Do you want to go somewhere?” asked the princess. The crow responded by repeatably landing on the girl’s shoulder for a second then taking off and hovering over to where the Forest of Despair was in the distance. “You want me to go there?” Alanna asked in utter surprise. She remembered what her mother told her about that place, it was where the evil witch, Dyspear, had once resided. She remembered hearing about how the witch once invaded the kingdom and trapped all its citizens in cages of despair. This was only a few years before Alanna was born, but it really scared her to know something that horrible happened not so long ago. The bird began to caw at her, as if waiting for a response.
“I’m sorry little bird, but I can’t go there. There could be really scary things in there.” The princess said in a frightened tone. With those words, the crow’s eyes returned to an intimidating expression. Soon its eyes were giving off a faint red glow, which led to the little princess to stare into them. Alanna had fallen into a deep slumber despite still being awake.
There was a knock at the chamber doors, which put an end to the trance. The crow quickly flew as far away as possible. The door opened, and it was the royal fairy, Puff, in her human form. She was to escort the princess to the dining room for supper.
“What are you doing Alanna-sama – pafu?” She asked in a sweet tone. When the crow’s trance ended, Alanna had lost all memory of the encounter with the bird. “I think I fell asleep.” The little princess responded. “That’s silly – pafu. How can you sleep when you’re standing up – pafu?” The maid said with naivety and cheer. The little princess responded with a confused shrug.
“Well, we can’t focus on that now, let’s go have supper – pafu.”
“Okay. Can I carry you while we walk?” Alanna asked. She really loved Puff and thought she was one of the most adorable fairies in all the kingdom in her other form. “Sure, I love that – pafu.” Then with a puff of smoke Puff took on her normal form which resembled a small pink poodle. She hopped into the little princess’s arms and they were out the doors.
Damn that fairy. I’ll just have to try again at nightfall. The crow thought in frustration.
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When evening fell onto the kingdom, Princess Alanna tried to sleep, but could not succeed in doing so. There were so many huge events happening for the little princess. Her huge birthday ball was happening soon. There was also the news about her mother’s dream from the other night and receiving the crystal key made Alanna excited for the chance to finally meet the other Princess PreCure.
It was past midnight when a noise woke up Alanna. She heard a clacking at her windowsill, which gave her a strange feeling of deja vu. When the clacking continued, Alanna decided to get up from her bed and see what was making that noise. She saw nothing at her window, so she opened it up to have a thorough inspection. Suddenly a black bird swooped in front of the little girl. This time there was no stalling, the crow stared into Alanna’s eyes. Without any interruptions, the princess was fully under the crow’s trance.
“What’s going on?” The princess tried to ask in a struggling voice trying to cling to reality. You wish to be a grand princess, do you not? A voice asked Alanna. The little princess had no idea where this voice was coming from or who was asking this.
“Yes, I really do. I really want to be as grand as my mama.” Alanna responded with no hesitation or even control over her own actions. Well, if you want to be a grand princess, you must prove yourself worthy of the title. You must go to the Forest of Despair to show that you do not fear what forces remain of the witch. Unlike earlier in the day, Alanna agreed to do the task for she was not in control of her own physical and mental actions. The only thought that ran in her head was how she wanted to be a grand princess and would do anything to achieve that goal.
Alright let me guide you to the forest. The voice in Alanna’s head said. The little princess was now like a lifeless puppet, pulled by invisible strings from the crow who was the puppet master. With the aid of the crafty bird, the little princess was able to get past the royal guards and left the castle grounds.
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Princess Towa was sleeping pleasantly with her husband early in the night. However, as the night went on, Towa was starting to wake up from her slumber. She had a strange feeling that something was not right. At first, she thought that maybe she forgot something important for her daughter’s ball, but this feeling would not go away, and Towa had an urge to check on her child. She thought that she would feel alright if she checked up on Alanna who should be tucked away in her bed, dreaming peacefully. When she entered Alanna’s bedchambers, she realized that her daughter was absent from her bed. Towa’s heart was racing as she looked at the opened window. She hurried back to her bedchambers to wake up her husband.
“Shut, Wake up.” She frantically repeated, until he opened his eyes.
“What is it, Towa?”
“Oh, Shut. I was checking on Alanna, she’s not in her chambers and the window was open.” This fully woke up Shut, who instantly felt the same amount of worry that his wife felt at that moment.
They went back to the bedchamber to thoroughly check if their little princess may still be in there. After that, they called the castle staff for an emergency meeting. As soon as they heard that their beloved little princess was missing, the staff was fully awake and searched every nook and cranny in the castle to see if Alanna was still there. It became such a huge ordeal, that the king, queen, and prince Kanata woke up and joined the search party. They were also worried about where their youngest member of the family could have been. Once the castle was fully checked, the royal family searched the castle grounds. The guards did a thorough search calling out for Alanna, but they could not find a trace of the princess.
“Where could she be?” Towa said. She was trying to be calm and collective, but that was starting to crumble away from her stress and anxiety.
“Your majesty, do you believe that it is possible that Princess Alanna ran away from home? Were there any problems that recently occurred?” asked the captain of the guards.
“No. How could you ask such a thing?” Shut answered for his wife. He said these words with slight aggression, as if he was personally insulted by the man’s question. “Our little Alanna would never run away. She has always been happy as far as we know.”
As Shut said these words, Towa thought that maybe instead of running away, their child was kidnapped. This made her eyes widen in horror, and her heart stop for a split second. This scenario was becoming all too familiar of when Towa was a young child and went missing. She knew where Alanna was going and had to hurry to prevent history from repeating itself.
She grabbed her husband by the arm. “Shut, we have to hurry.” Towa said in a cryptic tone.
“Do you know where she could have gone?”
“I think she’s going to the forest.” Towa’s eyes were almost watering. Shut automatically knew what she was talking about and was horrified.
The parents immediately asked the servants to fetch Towa’s horse. Towa and Shut got on the blond horse and rode off before anyone else was prepared to leave. Shut has never learned to ride a horse so Towa was riding upfront and he held on to her waist from behind trying not to fall off. The horse was running so fast that it seemed as if its hooves weren’t even touching the ground. Towa did not care about the possibility of the horse tripping, all that mattered was saving Alanna from the influence of Dyspear.
The little princess was only a few feet away from entering the Forest of Despair. The crow that lead Alanna to this place perched itself on a tree near the entrance. Its eyes showed an expression of wicked glee, knowing that this would activate the revival of its master, as well as hurting the girl’s family, particularity her father. The bird originally saw him as a useless fool, but now it saw him as a traitor for not just helping the Princess PreCure many years ago, but also for joining Hope Kingdom’s royal family. However, this did create an interesting result. With a creature originally created from despair and the princess of hope conceiving a child, it could mean that the child’s presence in the forest could accelerate the revival of Dyspear.
“Alanna!” A voice coming from the distance screamed in horror. This did not fully awake the princess from the trance, but it did stop her from walking any further. This made the crow so furious that it looked like its crimson eyes were two burning flames. It was too late to put Alanna back in the trance, so it needed to come up with a new plan. It would probably take years to achieve it, which made the bird all the more angry at being so close to achieving its goal, and now having to wait longer to do so. With an agitated caw, the crow flew into the forest and disappeared into the dark domain.
Towa halted her horse from running, and quickly got off before it completely stopped. Shut also got off, but tripped a little bit, this did not affect Towa for all that was on her mind was grabbing her little girl. When she reached Alanna, she stopped running but the friction caused her to fall on her knees. She grabbed her daughter and held her so tight in her arms that the little princess could hardly breath, this snapped her out of her trance completely.
“Mama, what’s wrong?” Alanna asked as her mother was still crying in both fear and relief.
“Oh, Sweetie...” Towa could not say anymore, because she was still too choked up by the incident. Shut sprinted up to his wife and child and leaned down to give them both a huge hug, as if it was the only way to protect them from any dangers.
“Alanna, are you alright?” the concerned father asked.
“I’m fine, but I don’t know why you and Mama are so upset.” The little princess soon realized that they were nowhere near the castle, and all she saw was the entrance to the haunting, dark Forest of Despair. Alanna had no idea why they were in this location, for the crow had yet again, erased her memory of her second encounter with it.
As the guard’s stallions and mares galloped to the scene, led by the prince, Towa asked why Alanna was going to go in the forest.
“I don’t know.” She said as tears of fear filled her eyes with the horror of knowing she was going to enter the place she feared the most. Shut and Towa knew that their daughter was telling them the truth, for she had never lied to them. They knew that in some way, this was the work of the evil witch, Dyspear. They knew that their beloved Alanna was in great danger. Shut and Towa had history of once being the witch’s minions and they feared that Alanna could be in the same situation they were once in, or possibly worse.
As the parents got back on to their horse to return to the castle, they knew that things were going to change. The blissful time without worries and fear was over. They vowed never to let anything happen to their beloved daughter and to keep her safe at all time.
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My top 5 books of 2016!
1. Uprooted by Naomi Navik - i wasn’t expecting much from based off the summary but oh man was i wrong. if you love fairytales with a touch of romance you’ll like this one.
2. Monstress by Marjorie Liu - where do i even start? the gorgeous gorgeous art deco inspired illustrations? asian-inspired lore (like, all over asia. there’s eastern, southeastern, and southern asian influence. i am overjoyed), a badass heroine, and most importantly a cat. it’s a graphic novel but please please please read this.
3. Alanna: The First Adventure (and the entire Song of the Lioness Quartet) by Tamora Pierce - i guess i’m a little late to the tamora pierce party? but maaaan what a book. it’s definitely targeted to a more younger audience but it doesn’t take away from how wonderful and engaging it is. alanna would’ve been middle school me’s hero. this first book is my favorite out of the four but overall the series is fantastic. watching alanna grow from a scrappy little kid to a strong badass knight is such a delight. it felt like seeing my daughter all grown up.
4. The Golem and the Jinni by Helene Wecker - another impulse buy from amazon that i dont regret. i wanted to take a break from ya fantasy books and while this had elements of fantasy it wasn’t the forefront of the story. this book asks one of my english professor’s favorite questions, ‘what makes us human?’ it’s set in 1900s New York about a syrian immigrant who’s not quite she seems.
5. Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz - i mean, who hasn’t read this book? this has been on my to read list since 2014 but i finally read it this year and i’m so glad i did. beautiful, lyrical, and tear inducing (in a good way). i just want to hug all the characters in this story and never let go.
Honorable mentions: The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black and Saga by Brian K. Vaughn (currently ongoing comics)
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Execution: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Enjoyment: ⭐⭐⭐⭐
The spinners, the weavers, the dyers, the healers.
We spin the threads that bind the world… we spin blue.
We are the Communion of Blue.
It’s fairly rare that I read any middle grade books, but I saw Niki’s art for The Deep & Dark Blue and immediately fell in love. I knew at once that I had to check this book out. The bold colours and character designs work for me. When I heard it described as “Tamora Pierce, except if Alanna/Alan got to actually be trans,” that was all I needed to know. I headed off and snagged it from Bookshop. And honestly? It completely lived up to all my hopes and dreams.
First, the art. The art is stunning. Niki uses a palette of bright, saturated blues, reds, and pinks throughout the novel to great effect. Panels are bold with large swathes of color containing only minimal shading within each block. Her art style is eye-catching and creates a sense that the world is bigger, broader, and more lush than the dialogue and narration can cover on their own.
I have a real soft spot for magic based on weaving and spinning. As Tor.com recently discussed in their blog post, In Defense of Needlework, it’s common for young girls in SFF to feel empowered by disliking feminine activities such as sewing. I think that gets just a bit old, myself, and clearly Niki is in firm agreement with me. As in The Four Profound Weaves by R. B. Lemberg (another AMAZING story featuring trans characters!), the art of working cloth has been elevated from a mundane activity that’s too-often disparaged by powerful characters into a source of power and strength in and of itself. The act of creation becomes a source of magic.
When the sisters in the Communion of Blue spin their wool, it’s not just thread that they create. Instead, it allows them to control the elements – wind, fire, and water. They are tapping in to the world itself and changing the very fabric of reality with their magic. Not all the sisters are able to spin Blue, however; others fill different roles within the Communion. Some learn martial arts, some farm the fields, and some are chosen to become healers. Each art has its own values, even if Hawke, one of our two main characters, is a bit slow to realize it.
Grayson and Hawke are twin brothers, scions of House Sunderlay. Neither of the pair ever expected to have much to do with the Communion of Blue beyond watching a few of their ceremonies from afar, but their life is thrown into turmoil when their sister stages a coup on their house, killing their father and his heir. They flee, disguising themselves as young girls amongst the Communion’s new initiates.
For Grayson, however, being a girl isn’t just a disguise. For once in her life, she can be the person she’s always wanted to be: Grayce, a sister in the Communion of Blue. She’s always been Grayce, deep underneath, but only now is she in a position to embrace herself and her own life. She’s admired the sisters from afar for years, pining away as they perform their magics in the distance. Hawke, however, chafes beneath his dresses and wants his old life back.
Hawke is admitted into the ranks of the Guardians, initially ecstatic that he’ll be learning to fight. His hopes are quickly dashed, however, when he learns that the sisters rely on balance and speed, utilizing unarmed combat techniques. He’s trained with a sword his entire life; what possible use could he have for punches and kicks? Later, however, he’ll learn exactly what sort of advantage they can bring to him. Without these skills, his quest to bring justice to his house would never have succeeded. He’s been raised as a boy and will become a man, but Niki takes this opportunity to once again highlight the strength of women and femininity.
The acceptance and love both Hawke and the sisterhood show towards Grayce is heartwarming and beautiful. It made me so happy to see the support Grayce receives at every turn. She’s worried, and rightly so; coming out and telling people you’re close to that you’ve hidden something from them is incredibly frightening! The fear of rejection is very, very real. Hawke’s reaction made me adore him: he was horrified. Horrified that he hadn’t realized she was Grayce and not Grayson, and oh-so-embarrassed that he’d been thinking of her as Grayson this whole time when she clearly, clearly was not. Reading that scene, my whole reaction can be summed up as “omg my babies I love them they are so good and wholesome and I love them??? omg sweet babies” (don’t judge me). It warmed my heart. It’s the kind of content I desperately need more of during this whole pandemic and quarantine situation. Cinnamon rolls, the both of them.
Now, admittedly, it is important to go in with expectations reasonable for a middle grade book. Since this is aimed at a younger audience, it’s focused first and foremost on being clear and straight to the point. There aren’t intricate plot lines that intersect and interweave, etc. It’s much simpler than Alanna’s adventures in Tortall were, in part because of the age and in part because of the medium. That said, there is still a ton to enjoy as an adult! As said earlier, my only gripe is that I really do wish there’d been a little bit more. Although it makes sense that there isn’t given its audience focus, I’d give a lot for an in-depth look at the Communion’s internal politics, more information on how the magic works, and a better understanding of its capabilities and limits. I love the world, and I do wish that I had an opportunity to dig into it a bit deeper.
I’d highly recommend this graphic novel to anyone who’s in the mood for a quick, feel-good story about good overcoming evil. If you love beautiful art, trans representation, and highly developed characters, this is the book for you. Niki recently did an AMA with us over at r/Fantasy, which is another great resource to learn more about The Deep & Dark Blue along with its author. Loved it!
Niki Smith is an artist, writer, and lover of fine comics (and some pretty trashy ones too). I grew up in Kansas and now call Germany home, and I’m dedicated to filling the world with queer and diverse stories! My debut graphic novel, Crossplay, is a Lambda Literary Award nominee.
I’m a US author but I moved to Germany with my wife a few years ago; I was supposed to spend April and May back in the States doing a tour of comic conventions and book festivals, but, well, none of that’s happening now! I’ve also drawn serious nonfiction comics for The Nib and silly smutty (and totally educational) stuff for Oh Joy, Sex Toy.
Follow them on Twitter, Patreon, or Instagram.
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The Deep & Dark Blue by @niki_smith - I saw Niki's art and immediately fell in love. The story is heartwarming and gorgeous, and I have a major soft spot for magic based on weaving and spinning. 5/5 stars! Execution: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐Enjoyment: ⭐⭐⭐⭐ The spinners, the weavers, the dyers, the healers. We spin the threads that bind the world...
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Turkish Cucumber-Tomato-Olive Chopped Salad with Sumac ♥
Today's gorgeous summer salad: A colorful crunchy mix of fresh-fresh summer vegetables in a lemony dressing spiced with the delightful sourness of sumac plus cumin, smoked paprika and oregano. It makes a great supper salad or better yet, a salad for a Mediterranean or Middle Eastern meze platter. Weight Watchers Friendly, just 1 Freestyle point. Low Cal. Low Carb. Gluten Free. Paleo. Primal. Vegetarian. Not just vegan, "Vegan Done Real". And naturally, completely delicious.
So yeah, call me summer's broken record. Every year about this time I am surprised to experience the same thing: just how easy and fun it is to cook when tonight's tomatoes were picked from the garden this morning, when we've been waiting/watching patiently for just the right moment to pluck an expanding green pepper from the vine, not too big, not too small.
Not that there's any cooking to throw together this little gem of a salad, just some quality time with a knife and cutting board, is all.
This Turkish Chopped Salad was a very-last-minute addition to a family swim party, good thing we all played hard in the pool because man-alive, did we ever eat! Green Chile Burgers topped with jack cheese and the oh-so-gorgeous Green Chile Sauce (Salsa Verde) I'd made the night before. Ratatouille filled with vegetables from the garden. We were so full, so satisfied that instead of making the peach cobbler I'd intended, I plopped the kids at the kitchen table with a jug of milk and Banana Oatmeal Cookies. My kinda party.
Now this crew rarely raves. But the Green Chile Sauce and this Turkish Chopped Salad, they got compliments. And more compliments. And more compliments.
I'll take a little credit but mostly, the garden earned all the accolades. The peppers this year are oh-so-good and I really do recommend skin-thinned garden peppers here (and the green ones, to boot) versus their thicker-skinned grocery store Dutch bell pepper counterparts.
RECIPE for TURKISH CUCUMEBER-TOMATO-OLIVE CHOPPED SALAD with SUMAC
Hands-on time: 20 minutes
Time to table: 20 minutes
Makes about 5 cups
CHOPPED SALAD
Collect about 5 cups chopped vegetables, total
Cucumber
Green pepper
Super-ripe summer tomatoes
Onion or red onion
Good olives (don't skip)
Fresh parsley & mint
DRESSING
1 clove garlic
Zest & juice 2 lemons (about 4 tablespoons lemon juice)
1/4 teaspoon cumin
1/4 teaspoon smoked paprika
1/4 teaspoon oregano
1/4 teaspoon sumac (don't skip)
2 tablespoons olive oil
Salt & pepper to taste
CHOPPED SALAD Chop all the vegetables into equal-size pieces, some times I'll do big pieces, here I wanted the salad to go a long way so I chopped everything into small pieces. Even the olives!
DRESSING In a mini food processor, chop the garlic into tiny bits. Add the remaining ingredients, taste and adjust the seasoning.
COMBINE Just before serving, toss the dressing into the vegetables and fresh herbs. Serve immediately.
MAKE-AHEAD TIPS This is an easy salad to make ahead of time. Just keep three separate containers until it's time to serve, the chopped vegetables, the parsley/mint and the Dressing.
LEFTOVERS Turkish Chopped Salad is best within an hour or so of mixing but stays quite fresh for a couple of days without turning soggy.
ALANNA's TIPS & KITCHEN NOTES
FRESHNESS This salad is all about freshness, use the very freshest vegetables you can put your hands on.
CUCUMBERS If you're using thin-skinned English or Persian cucumbers, there's no need to skin the cucumbers; with garden cucumbers with tougher skin, consider either "striping" or peeling the skins off and scooping out any large seeds.
RED ONION I've used finely chopped red onion, also red onion shaved thin-thin-thin in short lengths. For extra convenience? The most-wonderful Spiced Pickled Red Onions are like "pre-chopped" red onion, any time you need just a bit.
TOMATOES Tomato lovers will want to err on the side of the tomatoes here, especially early in tomato season. I think this salad would be especially pretty made with the tiny little tomatoes that grow by the bushel in the garden.
WHAT IS SUMAC? I wrote about sumac here, Fattoush (Traditional Middle Eastern Salad). Sorry, I don't have a substitute to recommend, it adds an addictive sourness to the dressing that's difficult to replicate without sumac itself. I know it's tempting to skip an ingredient rather go out of your way to buy something for just one recipe. I find sumac easy to use, here's a few recipes that call for sumac.
TODAY'S VEGETABLE RECIPE INSPIRATION Adapted from either Well Fed: Paleo Recipes for People Who Love to Eat or Well Fed 2: More Paleo Recipes for People Who Love to Eat by Melissa Joulwan. Sorry, I'm not sure which cookbook it came from, both copies came from the library and are now back on the shelf!
NUTRITION INFORMATION Per Half Cup: 50 Calories; 4g Tot Fat; 1g Sat Fat; 0mg Cholesterol; 39mg Sodium; 4g Carb; 1g Fiber; 2g Sugar; 1g Protein. WEIGHT WATCHERS POINTS: WW Old Points 1 & WW PointsPlus 1 & WW SmartPoints 2 & WW Freestyle 1 CALORIE COUNTERS 100-calorie serving = 1 cup (2g protein).
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~ Raw Beet, Carrot & Kohlrabi Salad ~
~ Spring & Summer Sliced Salad ~
~ more Chopped Salad recipes ~
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~ Quick 'n' Easy Raw Salad ~
~ Power Food Broccoli Salad ~
~ Bloody Mary Salad ~
~ more salad recipes ~
from Kitchen Parade, my food column
COOKING IN SEASON: THIS SAME WEEK ACROSS THE YEARS
Tomato & Zucchini Salad ( Quick Broccoli Soup with Chive Oil For Instance Technique V (raw veggies with Italian dressing) Broccoli, Pepper & Celery Salad Corn Cayenne Tomato Ginger Jam ( Quick Microwave Sweet Corn Summer Tomatoes for Winter Greek Greens (Flash Cook to Eat Later) ( Mom’s Potato Salad ( “Lost Recipes” Classic Coleslaw with Boiled Dressing Dear Anonymous: THIS Is Why We Blog Ripe-Tomato Relish with Peaches & Pears (Sharon's Pickle) ( Watermelon, Cucumber & Feta Salad Melon, Blueberry & Feta Salad with Honey Lime Vinaigrette Caponata - Sicilian Eggplant ( Raw Corn Chowder ( Julia Child's Cucumber Salad Israeli Couscous Salad with Yellow Squash & Sun-Dried Tomatoes Summer's Best Corn Chowder ( Garden Eggs "Benedict" Spiral Zucchini Noodle Salad with Homemade Catalina Dressing Warm Caprese Bites
A Veggie Venture is home of "veggie evangelist" Alanna Kellogg and the
famous asparagus-to-zucchini Alphabet of Vegetables.
© Copyright Kitchen Parade 2018
Source: http://kitchen-parade-veggieventure.blogspot.com/2018/08/turkish-chopped-salad.html
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Turkish Cucumber-Tomato-Olive Chopped Salad with Sumac ♥
Today's gorgeous summer salad: A colorful crunchy mix of fresh-fresh summer vegetables in a lemony dressing spiced with the delightful sourness of sumac plus cumin, smoked paprika and oregano. It makes a great supper salad or better yet, a salad for a Mediterranean or Middle Eastern meze platter. Weight Watchers Friendly, just 1 Freestyle point. Low Cal. Low Carb. Gluten Free. Paleo. Primal. Vegetarian. Not just vegan, "Vegan Done Real". And naturally, completely delicious.
So yeah, call me summer's broken record. Every year about this time I am surprised to experience the same thing: just how easy and fun it is to cook when tonight's tomatoes were picked from the garden this morning, when we've been waiting/watching patiently for just the right moment to pluck an expanding green pepper from the vine, not too big, not too small.
Not that there's any cooking to throw together this little gem of a salad, just some quality time with a knife and cutting board, is all.
This Turkish Chopped Salad was a very-last-minute addition to a family swim party, good thing we all played hard in the pool because man-alive, did we ever eat! Green Chile Burgers topped with jack cheese and the oh-so-gorgeous Green Chile Sauce (Salsa Verde) I'd made the night before. Ratatouille filled with vegetables from the garden. We were so full, so satisfied that instead of making the peach cobbler I'd intended, I plopped the kids at the kitchen table with a jug of milk and Banana Oatmeal Cookies. My kinda party.
Now this crew rarely raves. But the Green Chile Sauce and this Turkish Chopped Salad, they got compliments. And more compliments. And more compliments.
I'll take a little credit but mostly, the garden earned all the accolades. The peppers this year are oh-so-good and I really do recommend skin-thinned garden peppers here (and the green ones, to boot) versus their thicker-skinned grocery store Dutch bell pepper counterparts.
RECIPE for TURKISH CUCUMEBER-TOMATO-OLIVE CHOPPED SALAD with SUMAC
Hands-on time: 20 minutes
Time to table: 20 minutes
Makes about 5 cups
CHOPPED SALAD
Collect about 5 cups chopped vegetables, total
Cucumber
Green pepper
Super-ripe summer tomatoes
Onion or red onion
Good olives (don't skip)
Fresh parsley & mint
DRESSING
1 clove garlic
Zest & juice 2 lemons (about 4 tablespoons lemon juice)
1/4 teaspoon cumin
1/4 teaspoon smoked paprika
1/4 teaspoon oregano
1/4 teaspoon sumac (don't skip)
2 tablespoons olive oil
Salt & pepper to taste
CHOPPED SALAD Chop all the vegetables into equal-size pieces, some times I'll do big pieces, here I wanted the salad to go a long way so I chopped everything into small pieces. Even the olives!
DRESSING In a mini food processor, chop the garlic into tiny bits. Add the remaining ingredients, taste and adjust the seasoning.
COMBINE Just before serving, toss the dressing into the vegetables and fresh herbs. Serve immediately.
MAKE-AHEAD TIPS This is an easy salad to make ahead of time. Just keep three separate containers until it's time to serve, the chopped vegetables, the parsley/mint and the Dressing.
LEFTOVERS Turkish Chopped Salad is best within an hour or so of mixing but stays quite fresh for a couple of days without turning soggy.
ALANNA's TIPS & KITCHEN NOTES
FRESHNESS This salad is all about freshness, use the very freshest vegetables you can put your hands on.
CUCUMBERS If you're using thin-skinned English or Persian cucumbers, there's no need to skin the cucumbers; with garden cucumbers with tougher skin, consider either "striping" or peeling the skins off and scooping out any large seeds.
RED ONION I've used finely chopped red onion, also red onion shaved thin-thin-thin in short lengths. For extra convenience? The most-wonderful Spiced Pickled Red Onions are like "pre-chopped" red onion, any time you need just a bit.
TOMATOES Tomato lovers will want to err on the side of the tomatoes here, especially early in tomato season. I think this salad would be especially pretty made with the tiny little tomatoes that grow by the bushel in the garden.
WHAT IS SUMAC? I wrote about sumac here, Fattoush (Traditional Middle Eastern Salad). Sorry, I don't have a substitute to recommend, it adds an addictive sourness to the dressing that's difficult to replicate without sumac itself. I know it's tempting to skip an ingredient rather go out of your way to buy something for just one recipe. I find sumac easy to use, here's a few recipes that call for sumac.
TODAY'S VEGETABLE RECIPE INSPIRATION Adapted from either Well Fed: Paleo Recipes for People Who Love to Eat or Well Fed 2: More Paleo Recipes for People Who Love to Eat by Melissa Joulwan. Sorry, I'm not sure which cookbook it came from, both copies came from the library and are now back on the shelf!
NUTRITION INFORMATION Per Half Cup: 50 Calories; 4g Tot Fat; 1g Sat Fat; 0mg Cholesterol; 39mg Sodium; 4g Carb; 1g Fiber; 2g Sugar; 1g Protein. WEIGHT WATCHERS POINTS: WW Old Points 1 & WW PointsPlus 1 & WW SmartPoints 2 & WW Freestyle 1 CALORIE COUNTERS 100-calorie serving = 1 cup (2g protein).
Still Hungry?
NEVER MISS A RECIPE!
For 'home delivery' of new recipes from A Veggie Venture, sign up here.
Once you do, new recipes will be automatically delivered straight to your e-mail In Box.
MORE FAVORITE CHOPPED SALAD RECIPES
~ Babe's Naked Fruit & Veggie Salad ~
~ Raw Beet, Carrot & Kohlrabi Salad ~
~ Spring & Summer Sliced Salad ~
~ more Chopped Salad recipes ~
from A Veggie Venture
~ Quick 'n' Easy Raw Salad ~
~ Power Food Broccoli Salad ~
~ Bloody Mary Salad ~
~ more salad recipes ~
from Kitchen Parade, my food column
COOKING IN SEASON: THIS SAME WEEK ACROSS THE YEARS
Tomato & Zucchini Salad ( Quick Broccoli Soup with Chive Oil For Instance Technique V (raw veggies with Italian dressing) Broccoli, Pepper & Celery Salad Corn Cayenne Tomato Ginger Jam ( Quick Microwave Sweet Corn Summer Tomatoes for Winter Greek Greens (Flash Cook to Eat Later) ( Mom’s Potato Salad ( “Lost Recipes” Classic Coleslaw with Boiled Dressing Dear Anonymous: THIS Is Why We Blog Ripe-Tomato Relish with Peaches & Pears (Sharon's Pickle) ( Watermelon, Cucumber & Feta Salad Melon, Blueberry & Feta Salad with Honey Lime Vinaigrette Caponata - Sicilian Eggplant ( Raw Corn Chowder ( Julia Child's Cucumber Salad Israeli Couscous Salad with Yellow Squash & Sun-Dried Tomatoes Summer's Best Corn Chowder ( Garden Eggs "Benedict" Spiral Zucchini Noodle Salad with Homemade Catalina Dressing Warm Caprese Bites
A Veggie Venture is home of "veggie evangelist" Alanna Kellogg and the
famous asparagus-to-zucchini Alphabet of Vegetables.
© Copyright Kitchen Parade 2018
Source: http://kitchen-parade-veggieventure.blogspot.com/2018/08/turkish-chopped-salad.html
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