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#some appreciation for common food fish!
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Daily fish fact #309
Anchovies!
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Some anchovy species can grow as long as 40 cm (15 and a half inches) while some can be as small as only 2 cm (1 inch)! Anchovies are typically greenish in colour but appear blue or grey due to a reflective stripe running along their sides.
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onenicebugperday · 11 months
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hatred towards mosquitos is obviously super common but is there any reason why they're not as bad as theyre portrayed ? do they have any benefits like controlling another species overpopulation or being a large part of a certain animals diet ? would they happen to help in forensic entomology at all ? i just know that you like a lot of different bugs and maybe could give a different perspective on mosquitos :0
I would say try not to judge an animal based only on its usefulness. All animals are beautiful and interesting in their own right and not just because they're beneficial to us or to another animal or whatever else. I think this is one of the first steps in appreciating all animals, even the ones that can be harmful or irritating.
With that said, I realize it's easier to start appreciating them if you know more about their role in the ecosystem. There are thousands (3500+) of species of mosquito worldwide, and not all of them are blood feeders. And of the ones that do feed on blood, only the females do. Males are nectar feeders, and mosquitoes are pollinators. Look at the mosquitoes you see closely - males will have fuzzy little antennae and they're harmless.
Lots of animals feed on mosquitoes including dragonflies, spiders, bats, birds, frogs, and fish. Mosquito larvae are aquatic, so they provide food for lots of animals both in that form and then in their adult form.
Since some species are disease vectors and disease is a form of population control, yes, they do that as well. Some organisms require mosquitoes as part of their own life cycle (usually other parasites - heartworms come to mind. Let's not judge their lifestyle). And since you asked, mosquitoes can indeed be used in a forensic investigation.
Also...they can be pretty :)
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Blue-banner mosquito, Sabetes sp.
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stoned-eren · 5 months
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cabin boy eren <3
the solitude of living in a cabin significantly improved eren’s life. he became calmer, much more level headed. of course, he still had moments. bursts of rage and pure passion upon thinking about the circumstances you two were in, the cruelty of the world. but moments like these became farther and fewer in between. he could smile more, love more, live more.
the two of you have to work together in order to get resources like food and water, so you’re in each other’s presence very often. and eren wouldn’t want it any other way. he’s so delighted to spend his days with you.
eren had to cut his hair. although he prefers the way he looks with longer hair, it kept getting in the way(and he kept losing his hair ties), so he figured cutting it would be best. he cut it himself, needing your help halfway through. it came out slightly uneven.
eren always insists on doing the more labor-intensive tasks, so you don’t have to lift a finger. if it means you can relax more, eren is willing to put in extra effort. unless you want to, eren takes it upon himself to carry heavy logs and jugs of water back to the cabin.
he enjoys gathering firewood. once a week he gathers it, and always comes back with just the right amount of firewood. but it takes him a while to do it every time, since he insists on checking the wood for the right “moisture” of bark.
brings back cool things he finds whenever he goes out. whether that’s a colorful rock, or some pretty flowers, he always stuffs something in his pocket to bring back to you. it’s rather endearing that he’s thinking of you even while he’s gone, but you have to remind him not to touch any flowers or plants, since they might be poisonous. not that he listens though
there’s a serene garden in your backyard, full of different kinds of fruits and vegetables. though you tend to the garden more, eren will occasionally do the parts of gardening that you don’t enjoy as much, like pulling out weeds or warding off bugs.
collects little worms and caterpillars while he’s doing his part of gardening. whenever you come up to eren, asking him how he’s doing, he’s got a little circle of bugs next to him, an ecstatic grin on his face as he shows you a massive worm he dug up. and of course, he has different names for each of the bugs.
loves to cook for you. although eren isn’t the greatest cook, he tries his best. typically, he spends extra time in the kitchen, sometimes extra hours, just second guessing himself. he’s slightly panicking as he throws together spices, questioning if everything, at the very least, is acceptable. there’s a sense of pride that flushes through him whenever you enjoy his cooking. the dish he’s the most confident in is his stew, since you seem to genuinely love it.
there’s a small lake by the cabin you two live in. both of you happily spend your time there, either absentmindedly fishing or simply appreciating the way the breeze feels, the way you two can simply be in each other’s presence. cuddled naps are very common by the lake. the area is also perfect for spotting deer and other wildlife that happen to scramble by.
one of eren’s favorite ways to spend time with you is setting up a fire in the backyard area. watching the dusk slowly slip into night, while the stars begin to illuminate the darkness outside, is overwhelmingly calming for him. and having you there with him, your gentle smile and your soft touch, convinces eren that he doesn’t need anything else. just you.
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So.. I have no idea if this request is suitable.. I am a fan of crossovers related to the reader. I hope you can do it.
GN!Adult!Reader who is from Teyvat(what was originally an isekai in Teyvat, with a phone, manga and other things of our world), and takes the role of Harbingers (replacement for Scaramouche). The reader has the Electrovision and Pyrodelusion.
And also, what if the reader will be called "Brigella", "Guardian"? I would like the reaction of the characters themselves to Teyvat, the title of the reader and Fatui to slip through there more. Also... the reader's version of the delusion was similar to Shibusawa's. But the reader had three dragon tails, two horns, and claws.
P.s. I didn't originally plan to do it, but I wondered how they would react to it. Thank you for giving me your attention, I hope the idea is not absurd.
The Fifth Descender, The Sixth Descender, The Seventh... Where did you all came from?
Self-Aware! BSD Characters x GN! Sixth Harbinger! Reader
Genshin Impact x Bungou Stray Dogs Crossover
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Description: Teyvat never had that many Descenders in one time period.
There is a long-ish background on how Reader became Harbinger.
Warning: OOC. English is my second language.
🐾 Even if someone threaten to post your embarrassing child picture online, demanding answers, you can't tell, how you got in Teyvat.
🐾 One day you simply woke up in the Mondstadt. You had your phone with you, and, thankfully, your clothes do fit to run in the wilderness. But, there were few huge problems.
🐾 First, instead of waking up under Statue of the Seven/Starfell Valley/Venessa's tree/Stormbearer Coast, you woke up in Dadaupa Gorge. Not far away from Forgotten Sword Cemetery. And really close to hilichurls' tribes.
🐾 Second, you have no idea, if you can understand people of Teyvat and if they can understand you. It took Paimon three months to teach Traveler Teyvat's language. So, there was a chance, that the language wasn't similar to the languages you knew.
🐾 Third, you had no idea, what to do next. You were confused and lost. Should you stay in the wilderness? But how long you can do it? Yes, there were no season changes in the game, but, you were sure, that there were seasons. And, you don't think you could travel to Sumeru to stay in the warm climate.
🐾 Should you go to the Mondstadt? But, once again, what if there is a language barrier?
🐾 You made a little breathing exercise, trying to calm down. Perhaps, you should think about something positive.
🐾 Well, you are alive and healthy. You check your phone.
🐾 Surprisingly, your battery had an infinite symbol near it. And, what you really appreciate, you had an Internet connection.
🐾 Well, at least you will be entertained.
🐾 Now, you should think, what to do next.
🐾 You try to stand up and feel something cold under your fingers. That something immediately became warm under your fingers. And the warmth was calming. You check, what it was.
🐾 An Electro Vision. Your Electro Vision🐾 The situation became more and more complicated.
🐾 You decide to explore a little.
🐾 With vision in hand, you carefully start moving.
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🐾 Your search was lucky. First, you found a bunch of sunsetias and few apples. You also manage to find a common chest, that gift you some mora, two pieces of Berserker chest and Fillet Blade.
🐾 Now you have a weapon and some money.
🐾 You tried to use your new electric power.
🐾 By 'trying' you mean 'try to infuse sword with Electro and hit '
🐾 It was hard, to infuse the sword with Electro, but, at least, you manage to catch a boar and few fishes.
🐾 Okay, you are (kind of) protected and have food. Now, you should find a place to sleep.
🐾 During your search, you decide to stay in the wilderness for some time. At least, until you will be sure, that others can understand you.
🐾 But, where should you stay? You don't remember any abandoned tents or caves (except the one with Cryo Regisvine). And, you don't want to sleep in the open air.
🐾 You almost changed your decision, when a weird idea came to you. You were near camps of three hilichurls' tribes. Should you…?
🐾 Quick Internet search and you have a Hilichurlian dictionary. After spending time with rehearsing, you start carrying the boar to the Sleepy Tribe Camp.
🐾 If you fail... Well, you will haunt Ella Musk.
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🐾 You were sitting before the campfire, enjoying sunsetias and grilled fish. Hilichurls, that you spent a few days with, were either dancing, sleeping or eating.
🐾 You manage to have a deal. You share part of the meat or fish you manage to get and, in return, you could stay in the camp, sleep in one of the huts and use a cooking pot.
🐾 Hilichurls were... surprisingly good camp-mates. They didn't bother you and were fine with any share of the food you brought. Doesn't matter, if today you gave them a whole boar or two fishes. And, they respected your sleeping place and don't try to steal the belongings you had.
🐾 You explore the wilderness, practicing your Electro Vision.
🐾 You tried to use different kinds of weapons. Thanks to hilichurls, that, apparently, keep some trophies, you manage to get the rest of the in-game weapons.
🐾 Your swords skills wasn't professional in any way. Good for hunting, but, when few Whopperflowers try to attack you, you mostly relied on your Vision.
🐾 Claymore was too heavy for you. The spear wasn't very comfortable to use. Elemental arrows were unstable, and your aim wasn't that good. But, with catalyst, you feel like fish in the water.
🐾 For letting you have the catalyst, you gave hilichurls all meat you got that day. Plus, remembering Venti's story quest, you sang them a few folk songs from your world.
🐾 Now, your life have some kind of stability. The next step - Teyvat's language.
🐾 According to hilichurls', whose language you manage to start understanding better and better each day, your human speech doesn't sound too different from others people's.
🐾 Still, you need more to prove. Thankfully, you were currently in Mondstadt. The land of wind, poetry and alcohol.
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It was nighttime, and you were planning to take a walk near Springvale. You weren't planning to look at familiar places from the game. You were waiting for Draff to appear.
You mentally apologized to Diona. Because you hoped, that Draff is drunk today. And that he will be a talkative drunk. So, you can hear Teyvat's language without being noticed.
But, before you could take another step, you heard a loud splash. Then someone start screaming for help.
You bolted to that direction.
You didn't expect to see a Pyro Fatui Skirmisher drowning in Cider Lake.
Without thinking, you jumped into the water.
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🐾 His name was Mikhail. He was from House of Hearth and recently became a Fatui. Mikhail became eighteen only month ago and was doing some courier work. He accidentally slipped into the water, when he got too close to the edge.
🐾 And he was grateful for your saving his life. He offered to give you anything you want.
🐾 For you, Mikhail became a treasure chest with information.
🐾 Now, you knew, that Traveler already was in Sumeru (Mikhail didn't know much about travel. Just standard Blondie with Flying Food Can). And Scaramouche has already erased himself.
🐾 At first, you want only information from Mikhail. But he insisted on giving you something more... materialistic.
🐾 After some thinking, you asked, if Mikhail can give you some warm clothes, hairbrush, paper, pen, any book he can bring and bag.
🐾 The next day, he brought not only that, but a tent and a blanket on top of that. Perhaps, you shouldn't have told him about sleeping on the ground.
🐾 There was a problem with coat and tent having Fatui's sigh, but, beggars can't be choosers.
🐾 With Mikhail's book (it was a Teyvat's fairy tales book), you manage to prove, that can read Teyvat's language.
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🐾 Now, the last problem remains. What to do next. You... need a job. While hilichurls were nice company and there were enough food in the wilderness, you wanted to travel and see the rest of the Teyvat. Talk to humans. Make friends.
🐾 And, yes, you need to find a way to earn mora.
🐾 You made a list of what you can do Next.
🐾 You decide not to seek for the Traveler for now. They have enough on their plate, and don't need you, who still have much to learn about combat. Yet, you were planning to find a way to contact them. In case, if you wanted to leave Teyvat. So they, after reuniting with their sibling, could take you with them and, maybe, take you back to Earth.
🐾 You also decide not to go to Natlan. There were only bits of information about this region, and you don't want to feel like a blind kitten.
🐾 Adventure Guild seems like a good choice. They pay enough, and, if you are lucky, you will have enough for having a normal life here.
🐾 There was one thing you decide to do only, if situation became too dire. Go to Inazuma and sell light novels from your world to Yae publishing house. You hopped, it won't came to this.
🐾 As for Fatui... You decide to think about this later.
🐾 So, Adventuring Guild it is.
🐾 You say goodbye to hilichurls and finally went to the Mondstadt city.
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You were traveling between Mondstadt and Liyue.
The life was going great. You finally allowed yourself to relax and read manga, play games and watch anime from your phone.
You also discovered two things.
First, Genshin Impact app now allows you to level up yourself, storage your belongings, ascend your weapon and see Teyvat's map.
Second, Teyvat's kids didn't have survivor instinct. Every day you had to save someone from hilichurls, or falling down the cliff, or getting lost.
And every time they thanked 'Nice Fatui'. Because of the coat Mikhail gave you.
You get tired of correcting them, so, you simply rolled with it.
You didn't know what it will lead to.
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You were staring at the envelope, Mikhail gave you. Your... friend fond in Liyue. And he had a message for you. From Her Majesty Tsaritsa.
Apparently, you accidentally became a PR Department for Fatui. Person, dressed in Fatui's clothes and who sleeps in Fatui's tent, going around saving people. Liyue and Mondstadt people start looking at Fatui more friendly, than before.
And... Tsaritsa liked it. Cryo Archon was confused at first, but, Mikhail, who add two and two, told her about you.
And Tsaritsa offers you to join the Fatui. Having kind and brave you in Fatui were beneficial for organization. You gave Fatui good publicity and Fatui can use diplomatic approach more often, then before.
Tsaritsa... didn't threaten you. Moreover, she stated multiple times, that you can say no without the consequences.
Cryo Archon simply offered you a paid job.
You re-read the letter and looked at Mikhail.
You... were thinking about joining Fatui. They were a questionable group. But... What if one day you will get on Celestia's hit list? Besides, what if you could... help others, by being a Fatui? They have resources. You have knowledge.
"Can I... met her?"
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🐾 Zapolyarny Palace was a breathtaking sigh.
🐾 And Cryo Archon, sitting on her throne, looked like a force of nature.
🐾 The talk was long.
🐾 Fatui already suspect, that you were the Fifth Descender. You admitted, that you were from the other word.
🐾 And you have an information.
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🐾 Medication, new food, new technology...
🐾 You gave Fatui this knowledge. And, because you and Tsaritsa manage to came to an agreement, most of the inventions were introduced to other nations.
🐾 Then, came social reforms.
🐾 After you (with help) create CPA, you were called "The Guardian" for the first time.
🐾 People of Teyvat wanted to see you on diplomatic meetings with Fatui.
🐾 At the end of the year, Tsaritsa gave you the place of Sixth Harbinger. And Pierro pinned a Pyro Delusion on your chest.
🐾 Now you were called Six Harbinger Brighella "The Guardian".
🐾 You manage to manage your time between work and relaxation.
🐾 The Internet in Teyvat was fast. Especially, for games.
🐾 BSD Mayoi was working especially fast.
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In The BSD World.
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🐾 They didn't know all the details, but, it seems, you were called "The Guardian" on your workplace. And BSD Cast were proud of you. They thought, that you were a doctor, or firefighter, or a police officer.
🐾 But, they still can't explain "Brighella" title. Do you have some connection with "Commedia dell'arte"?
🐾 And Fatui... You were mentioning, that you have done an impossible, by making them work on something peaceful. Were you in danger?
🐾 Well, soon they will see for themselves. Soon, they will meet you.
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The Aeonblight Drake, already heavily damaged, was soaring above you. You breathe through your teeth and active your Delusion.
Sumeru had problems with this machine, so, they asked for help.
And Guardian can't leave people in danger.
Suddenly, something in your bag, that you left outside the area, start glowing.
And soon, BSD Characters were on the battle area floor.
The Aeonblight Drake charge, finding new targets.
And you charge the machine in return.
The infused Pyro/Electro attack tear The Aeonblight Drake apart.
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🐾 BSD Cast didn't expect to come face to face with the flying giant robot.
🐾 They also didn't expect to see a figure with draconic features. That destroyed the robot in one attack.
🐾 When dust settles, they had a clear look at the figure. At you...
🐾 You had two dragon horns, clawed hands and three dragon tails.
🐾 Sparks of electricity and fire fell from your claws.
🐾 And you looked gorgeous.
🐾 Kids tried to hug your tails.
🐾 It takes time, but you manage to explain, about Teyvat, Harbingers and your position. And, immediately, BSD Cast were ready to help you.
🐾 And, they really want to see Teyvat.
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You were waiting for Pierro to sigh your permission to have a long vacation. Well, partly vacation, partly work trip.
Director looked at you.
"Her Majesty allows you to go on a trip through all Seven Nations, but, she... all of us are wondering. Why do you want to move to a warmer region? You never complain before The Flood of Descenders?"
You scratch your cheek.
"Um... Let's just say... Two extremes have appeared in my home, and both are frightening me. A warmer climate will fix everything."
A room, full of blankets, heaters and roaring fireplace. A huge mountain of blankets and coats moved closer to the fireplace. It was the only sigh you get, that Rimbaud is still alive.
From the outside, you can hear laughter. Nikolai and Pushkin, with no hats, with no scarfs, with open coats, were having a snowball fight.
Fyodor was observing them, taking generous bites from his ice cream.
In the distance, you can hear Ivan taking a dive in an ice hole.
Pierro raised an eyebrow, but didn't question further.
"Fine. Pantalone gave you enough money, right?"
Pierro writes something.
You nodded. The Ninth worked with you, but refused to talk. It happened in the beginning of your work for Fatui, before you became a Harbinger. Pantalone refused to fund the Protection from Domestic Abuse Program, you trained that seal to steal from him. At the end, you get the money, but he was avoiding you.
"And Dottore knew about your departure, right? You do work quite closely."
You nodded again. Dottore also wasn't talking to you outside the businesses. Because you named the Thief Seal Sealtorre. You saw a chance to make a reference to that one comic, and you used it.
You still don't know where Sealtorre is. You had a feeling, that Tsaritsa took him as her pet. Otherwise, you can't explain seal cries you can hear in the palace.
Nevertheless, you finally can show your new friends Teyvat.
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🐾 The loved Mondstadt. Music, Wind Gliders, History.
🐾 Nikolai immediately got the Wind Gliding license. He loved Mondstadt more, than the others.
🐾 When it was time to go to Liyue, each of BSD Cast have little souvenirs. Someone bought Mondstadt wine.
🐾 At the end of your stay, while leaving, you and Dazai had to carry Gogol, holding his hands and legs. He wanted to stay in Mondstadt.
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🐾 They liked Liyue. All this culture.
🐾 You were in Liyue for one hour, and Fitzgerald already started the businesses. Successful.
🐾 Fukuzawa and Fyodor spent most of their time in tea houses, listening to stories and drinking tea.
🐾 Somehow, Yosano met Baizhu. You don't know what she has done, but you now have a limitless discount on medical herbs.
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🐾 Port Mafia and SDA feel like at home in Inazuma.
🐾 You had to constantly look after Ranpo and Poe. They have learned about Heizou and tried to challenge him to a detective fight.
🐾 Your bags full of kimono's and light novels.
🐾 Oda and Natsume gave some harsh criticism to Junkichi. Shigeru are ready to cheer for them.
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🐾 Rimbaud loves Sumeru. You are afraid, that this time, you and Dazai had to carry Arthur to the next nation.
🐾 You are constantly watching over Dazai. Because he always tried to sneak to the Academia and mess with students.
🐾 Kaveh got a request from Fitzgerald. To build a new house. You were thankful, that Fitzgerald had his own mora. Otherwise, Pantalone would eat you alive, despite you being a valuable member of the Fatui.
🐾 Kunikida is thinking of rolling in the Academia. Still, it just thoughts.
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🐾 Favorite nation of Paul Verlaine and Arthur Rimbaud. Reminds them of home.
🐾 Dazai hate it here. Because of all dogs in fancy hats.
🐾 Fukuzawa almost had a heart attack from cuteness overdose after seeing Melusines and Blubberbeasts.
🐾 Kyouka want to bring sea hare with her.
So far, the trip was nice, but, a little bit chaotic. But all of you enjoy your stay in Teyvat.
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bonefall · 1 year
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Warrior Bites: Dried Minnows
Requested by @troutfur!
A series for those who would like their Warriors to have some more advanced culinary abilities.
The art here was provided by my partner!! (thank you for engaging in my research journeys boo <;3)
Dried Minnows
Clan of Origin: RiverClan Occasion: Travel ration, food storage
"StarClan forbid a RiverClan cat go 2 hours without eating," says the other, very jealous Clans.
One of the most common meals prepared by RiverClan warriors, dried minnows are easy to prepare, can be stored for weeks, and are easily kept in bunches with a small string of peeled willowbark.
One minnow on its own won't feed more than a small kit; but they’re easily captured in whole schools and processed in bulk to make lots of food. Marinated in rosemary for taste and valerian for a boost of energy, these are usually carried around as travel rations.
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[Image ID: Three common minnows strung together through the gills with willowbark twine. They are lightly dusted with spice.]
There's two ways RiverClan cats would dry fish; a Greenleaf method, and a Leafbare method.
In Greenleaf, when it's hot and humid, the fish will be sun-dried. Starting on a clear morning, the fish will be laid out on a rock and left sitting in direct sunlight. This method requires a watchcat, else foxes may steal the food.
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[Image ID: Grasswhisker, a brown tabby RiverClan warrior cat, crouches in a ‘loaf’ position on a large rock. She is watching minnows dry.]
In Leafbare, the fish will be strung together and threaded through the gills with willowbark strips, the same as they were being carried. They’re brought to a high branch and left there, the wind drying them out naturally over a few hours.
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[Image ID: Two batches of minnows are hanging up in a tree that has a single leaf in the middle of winter. The landscape is snowy and the lake in the distance appears frozen. The meeting island is visible in the corner.]
Because of the easy nature of dried minnows, they’re faaar from considered a delicacy. Apprentices going through their first leafbare are tempted to complain about eating these night after night, only for their elders to launch off into long-winded lectures about the nutritional value of minnows, appreciation of the food StarClan gives them, and how there’s starving kits in ShadowClan who would kill for a good meal right now.
Is there any truth to that last part? Well, the valerian spices ARE quite tempting, to be fair. It has a similar effect to dried catnip.
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fuckyeahchinesefashion · 11 months
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You've poated Jade corn ornaments twice now (maybe more, and I've missed it). Why are they a thing? They seem to be really well done, and I had always viewed Jade as being a gem with cultural significance.
 
During the Ming and Qing dynasties in China it was popular to carve jade into vegetable- or fruit-shaped ornaments, the most famous artwork being the 翠玉白菜Jadeite Cabbage and 东坡肉形石Dongpo Meat-shaped Stone, 白菜baicai/cabbage is a common carving subject because of its resonance with '菜cài=财cái=wealth' in the Chinese context. Chinese call these ornaments 文玩wenwan in general, meaning fine collectible traditional handicrafts, especially suitable for playing and appreciating in the hand. I feel like the contemporary jade or other gemstone ornaments continues this tradition with further innovation. Young people prefer ornaments made in richer mineral materials and brighter colors (light colors are more popular), and the themes are also diverse, not limited to traditional ones. I guess in young peoples' aesthetic, the jade corn is lovely in shape and roasted corn is a popular street food in china. Other contemporary pieces that young people like to collect include various other shapes, such as jade rabbits, 貔貅pixiu(mythical creature that brings fortune and wards off evil), 龙long(chinese dragon),  calabash, grape, fish, butterfly, crabs, flowers, guanyin, metteyya, the twelve shengxiao, and so on, some more traditional, some more contemporary. It's quite fun.
In addition, the Chinese believe that 玉yù/jade is spiritual(the Chinese word 玉yù actually refers to more than just jade, it can refer to jade-like stones in general but let's put it this way), so the Chinese have the habit of "nurturing jade", meaning that if you wear and play with your jade jewellery/ornaments by hand for a long time (the act of playing with it is called "盘pán"), it will become smoother and accumulate more lustre, bringing you a good energy field in daily life, thus you will have more luck. The Chinese also consider that if the jade ornament has been 开光kāi guāng (blessed by eminent 道士daoshi/daoist priest or blessed by eminent bhiksu or bhikkhunī/buddhist monks or nuns, usually with ceremonial process of chantting/intoning incantations), they will also help to protect you from mishaps and even disasters. Many Chinese women have the habit of wearing jade bracelets or red string weaved jade ornaments (jade bracelets are the type of smooth circular or beads bracelets).
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翠玉白菜Jadeite Cabbage and 东坡肉形石Dongpo Meat-shaped Stone are as follows.
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ovobawrites · 6 months
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𝐵𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽: 𝐸𝓅𝒾𝓈𝑜𝒹𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒 ♡ 𝐹𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈 𝒜𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓈
disclaimer: this has already been posted on ao3 and quotev, i'm just reposting this beach episode special as a promo for the fic. after this is all my previous author notes.
this is a fem!reader and also a half chinese!reader insert.
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You hung limply over Jade's shoulder as he brought you over to the table. He set you down gently and handed you a plate with a polite smile, before quickly snapping up the food he wanted. Thankfully, Jade was quick enough for you to be able to grab a sandwich you actually wanted to eat. There's no way in the cold, wet hells[1] that you'd eat any large meal before swimming. Stomachaches were already a common occurrence for you due to the curse of menstruation, why go through even more unnecessary pain? 
Sadly, the boys had a completely different philosophy. Ruggie had piled a plate sky-high with varying meats and seafood, all while fiercely guarding a gourmet steak for Leona. Floyd and Jade, with you stuck between them, had also taken a large amount of food. At least they were planning on eating vegetables. Meanwhile, Riddle, Azul, Vil and Rook seemed to have prepared meals with the 'perfect' caloric intake.
And even then, they're eating so much! Though I guess the minimum calories are higher for guys? And they are younger...[2]
Leona slowly stalked over to the table, hair a mess from his nap and snatched his plate from Ruggie, sitting next to the hyena. Idia eventually got up from the pancake he made on the ground, mostly by Ortho's prompting. A plate stacked with healthy foods was handed to him by his brother and he was forced in a seat next to Silver. The Diasomnia first year had a plate with similarly healthy foods, though Idia had a smaller portion in comparison... It didn't help that every so often, Lilia would add a vegetable or cut of meat to Silver's plate. 
Malleus ate silently at the head of the table with a contemplative frown, Lilia smirking and whispering in his ear while Silver just ate in silence. Trey smiled sheepishly in conversation with Cater and Riddle, the three of them seemingly somewhat pleased with their meals. Kalim and Jamil ate next to each other, food already tested for poison and picked out to be a perfect lunch.
"Koi fish~" Floyd started, leaning over your shoulder. "is that seriously all you're gonna eat?"
"Ah- well..." You trailed off. "I'm not exactly a 'growing girl' so to speak."
"Still," Jade chimed in, mirroring Floyd. "that isn't a lot of food. Are you sure you don't need to eat anymore?"
Are they... planning something? It's not my fault you boys all eat like beasts!
Trey silently spooned some pasta onto Riddle's plate. Suddenly, everyone at the table seemed extremely invested in your private conversation. 
You sighed. "Yes, I'm sure."
Who are they? My mom? Please. She'd never be so smothering.
"You're already skin and bones." Leona chimed in, "A herbivore like you definitely needs to eat more. Else you'll end up like Riddle."
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" The redhead snapped at Leona, face matching the colour of his hair. "Though you definitely should eat more, it doesn't seem like enough food for the day." He looked over at you, now cool as a cucumber. 
"I agree, I don't think a sandwich is enough for a day in the sun." Trey frowned in concern, Cater nodding emphatically next to him.
"Yeah! How are we supposed to post cute beach pics if you're fainting from a lack of food!"
Can the peanut gallery PLEASE stop offering their opinions?
You took a small bite out of your sandwich, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. A posture of steel, not a crumb falling nor a hair out of place. The essence of perfection you were taught to be. Too bad the boys were too busy worrying over your lunch to properly appreciate it. 
"Are you really fine with only eating that much?" Kalim tilted his head in concern. "Shouldn't she eat more, Jamil?"
"Eh?" His vice dormleader looked over, pretending to be unaware of the conversation. "...Yes, she should be eating more."
Lilia nodded his head with a frown and a shrug. "She definitely should, humans are sooo fragile~"
Vil and Rook looked over at what you were eating, looks of disapproval obvious.
"Don't tell me you've bought into diet culture," Vil lectured, "it's been proven to be a scam that hardly works and even then-"
"Diet culture is a scam?!" Azul looked shell shocked. 
"Obviously? Pressuring people into restricting what they eat so much and guilting them for even barely straying from an un-nutritious and unfulfilling diet is a binge-eating disaster waiting to happen!" 
"...You guys are binge-eating?" Ruggie looked over, half a chicken wing in his mouth, curious.
Floyd poked your cheek, then attempted to place more food on your plate. A serving of calamari clashed against a spearing of mushrooms. Twins glared and started to war a silent fight while you polished off your lunch. There was no way you were gonna deal with this in-fighting when you could just find Crewel and go swimming. You put your plate in the sink and cleaned it up. 
Quiet as a mouse, you left the room, boys none the wiser. Grabbing your bag off of the couch, you bid Crewel adieu and went out to the beach. Shimmering waves against the gleaming, blinding white sand enamored you as you placed your bag and towel in the shade.
A warding talisman and the removal of your sundress left you free to explore the shore to your heart's content. Wandering around, you gathered bone-bleached shells and smoothed down shards of colourful sea glass. By the time you reached rocky cliff, you had left a trail of footprints and a floating pile of your treasures following you. You smiled and took in the relaxing atmosphere.
A crash and the loud slam of the door. 
A swarm of boys rushing down the hill towards the sandy beach. 
"(Y/NNNNN)!!!" Floyd called out, arms waving around wildly, giant grin on his face.
Ruggie and Leona waved from where Ruggie was setting up a throne room for the king of naps. Malleus and Lilia curiously observing while being blasted with horrific UV rays. Rook had already helped Vil set up a UV-proof zone and the two were slathering on reef-safe suncream, glancing at-
Did Idia just eat sand and die?
You smiled ruefully, your boys were so stupid. And there goes Idia rolling over! Knocking over Riddle, Trey, Cater and-
Like dominoes, Idia's fall started a chain reaction ending in a dog-pile of half-naked, sweaty, flushed men. Disgusting. 
You glided over gracefully, faked concern appearing on your face like a well-worn mask.
"Are you guys okay?" You asked, leaning over, hands on your knees. 
For whatever reason, the boys just went even more red. You think Riddle let out a muffled shriek. The momentary confusion was replaced by disappointment.
They were looking at your cleavage. The pigs.
Yeah. There's no way you were going to go near them. You acted confused, tilting your head before walking past in a decisive moment towards Vil and Rook. 
How do I bleach a memory from my brain?!
No matter. You sat in the UV-safe zone with Rook and Vil. The hunter offered you a bottle of water. 
"Ah- no, thank you." With a snap of your fingers, your bag appeared next to you. "I brought my own."
A sip of water and then you gathered up the things you collected from beach-combing. 
"Was that what you were doing while we had that..." Vil paused. "discussion?"
You beamed. "Yep!" That reminds you... "I founded a shell that was like you!" You told Vil with a blinding smile, rummaging through the piles for it.
You pulled out a large conch shell, spiky with streaks of purple. A shy look in your eyes and you offered it to him.
"If I remember correctly... conches follow the golden ratio, right? And well... you're the most perfect person I know, so..."
Vil sniffed and took the shell from your hands like a merciful god. "I suppose it's... nice."
"Vil, mon cher Roi du Poison, I can always take it from your hands if you do not want it!" Rook stated with a wink and a grin. "I always delight in a gift from our Reine des Cygnes[3]!"
Rook reached his hand out only to have it slapped away, Vil tucking the conch protectively into his arms.
"No, it's mine. She gave it to me, so hands off!"
You fretted over the slight fight, feeling the sparks flying between the two. Vil with a stone cold expression and Rook with his ever-present smile. 
"Oh- uhm, I also brought something for you, Rook!"
It wasn't a lie, you did find a piece of glass that reminded you of your classmate, but...
"You did?!" Rook took your hands in his, stars in his eyes. "I shall cherish this for every year that goes by, ma chouette!"
...You just knew Rook was gonna get weird about it. Too late to save yourself now. 
"Ah- here." You tugged your hands out of Rook's grasp and handed him an arrow-shaped shard of indigo sea glass. It sparkled against the sun, uncannily reminiscent of the shine in Rook's eyes.
"Thank you so much ma chère!" He quickly took it, handling it with the reverence of a man with an idol of his god.
"It was no problem at all..." You flushed slightly at the praise.
"No, you took the time to search for these and then give them to us." Vil gazed at you with ardent warmth. "Thank you for taking the time to find these."
You suddenly wished for a fan, hands covering your face while it rapidly heated up. You couldn't handle this! Both Vil and Rook in their purple swimwear, decorative open shirts framing their bodies with such elegance... it was too much! 
A chuckle. Vil covered his laugh up with a hand over his mouth. Rook simply stayed smiling with a knowing look in his eyes. The Pomefiore Housewarden leaned in closer to you, hands brushing, as he opened his mouth to whisper something but-
"Ey, (Y/N), come here!" Leona beckoned you over and with a frown and a curious glance, you followed. 
Vil looked awfully put out, but Rook seemed to be even more pleased by this outcome, taking out a pair of sun-proofed binoculars from who knows where. 
You walked over to the two Savanaclaw members, Leona now lazing on a towel-bed while Ruggie set up portable fans to cool the lion down. 
"Heard you were giving out gifts." Leona said with a twitch of his ears. "Where's mine?"
You fumbled for a second in slight shock, but with a quick recovery, gave him one half of an oyster shell, coated in mother of pearl. 
He raised an eyebrow. "Where's the other half?"
"It's for Ruggie!" You smiled. "Who else?"
The hyena, with a bashful turn of his head, took the other half from your hands. "Wait- I can probably make a lot of money with this... Thank you!"
"Isn't it rude to sell a gift?"
"I gave it to him since I knew he probably would sell it!" You snapped back in reply. 
"I don't get either of you." And with a huff, Leona lied down and took another nap. 
"...Is he already asleep?" You asked Ruggie, head leaning against your hand as you watched him finish up the nap-fort. 
The hyena glanced at Leona. "Probably, yeah."
"He's really good at this..." You sighed. "Now if only he'd apply this effort to his studies..."
A bark of laughter. 
"Like he'd ever! Leona isn't Leona if he spends all his time studying!"
A fond grin and a burst of yellow roses in your heart. "Yeah... you're right."
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After a while of chatting with Ruggie and a quick re-application of suncream, you went over to the waves. Floyd and Jade waved at you from where they were (most likely) torturing poor Riddle, who was fuming once again. Trey and Cater tried their best to calm him but it was a lost cause. Meanwhile, Idia was carefully watching Ortho's movements in the water, taking notes on a floating tablet. Kalim was splashing around while Jamil stayed on guard by the shore, resolutely ignoring Azul trying to talk to him. 
"Koi fish! You gonna swim?" Floyd asked with a bright grin, cheeks flushing.
"Why else would I be by the waves?" You teased. 
Riddle went bright red at your entrance, eyes darting to your chest and then to your face before he quickly whipped his head away from you. If he wasn't so endearing you'd have punted him into the sun already. 
"Oh, (Y/N)!" Kalim waved you over. "Wanna play a game with us?"
"Sure!" You beamed. "What is it?"
Jade held a hand to his chest, a smirk on his face. "We're playing 'save the princess'. Would you like to play the part? The heroes have to rescue you from us, if they get to that tree with you, they win."
At some point I am going to murder these men. Is he seriously asking me to play the damsel in distress?
You looked at both Floyd and Jade, the two, in their true forms, were practically vibrating with excitement. You guessed they would be your captors... and even then you doubt that they'd let you go. 
A sigh. "I guess..."
Floyd smiled wide and grabbed you by the waist in a second. Clawed hands almost fondling your sides. 
"I've got Koi fishie~ let's swim away, Jade!" He laughed in childish glee as he quickly darted off.
"Wait, we're starting now?" Kalim called out. "Oh, then, Jamil! Help me catch those dastardly villains!"
A tilt to his head and a proud smile on his face, Kalim fell into his role as the knight-prince, your supposed saviour.
"If sea snake's joining then I want Azul!" Floyd pouted as Jade simply smiled. "Azul! Join us!"
Their Housewarden sighed, getting up from his place in the sand along with Jamil as they entered the water. For whatever reason, Azul stayed in his two-legged form, yet he still could quickly swim over. 
"If we are to win," Jade said, "we should make sure to split up. Toss (Y/N) over to the person who is unswarmed by these heroes."
"But I want to spend time with (Y/N)!" Floyd frowned, hands twitching around your waist while you let him carry you, limp. 
And I wanted to play a fun game of tag, but I guess we don't always get what we want!
"I agree with Jade." Azul pushed his glasses up. "We should make sure to keep (Y/N) away from these heroes."
Your captors had migrated over to the deeper waters in the ocean, powerful tails (and legs) allowing them to tread the water with ease. You shifted in Floyd's grasp, turning chest-to-chest, to peer over at your supposed heroes. The merman chirped with glee and held you even tighter to him in a pseudo-hug while he continued to discuss tactics with his dormmates. 
Surprisingly, Riddle, Cater and Trey were participating in this game as well. By the looks of things, it seems they had managed to recruit Ortho too. The 'knights' were similarly congregating, thinking up a game plan. While their numbers trumped your captors, you're sure that they are the ones with the advantage. 
Seriously, why are the teams like this. There's no way Kalim's team is winning against this sea-beasts.
In a flash, Azul, Jade and Floyd swam off in different directions. Floyd's powerful tail pushed the both of you through the water at a near-alarming speed, making you laugh in an adrenaline-fueled manner. You looked over Floyd's shoulder to see most of the hero team swimming towards you both at a much slower rate. Floyd soon stopped and started to float in the water, guarding you in his arms like a precious treasure.
"You'll never take Koi fishie from me!" He growled out, baring his teeth with a laugh.
"Are you sure about that?" Riddle smirked. "You're surrounded."
In a flash, Riddle, Trey, Cater and Kalim had encircled Floyd, slowly drawing closer with no escape. It's too bad that your 'captors' had planned for this. Floyd smiled even wider, lifting you up by the hips, and called out to Jade. With strong arms, he tossed you over to his brother, who caught you gently with steel cable-like arms. As you flew through the air, you couldn't help but laugh at the 'heroes' shocked faces. 
"It seems you're stuck with me now." Jade smiled, quickly swimming off with Jamil and Ortho giving chase. 
The merman was holding you in a bridal-style carry, whipping his tail through the water, dodging Ortho and Jamil's tries to grab and save you.
You waved lazily at them. "Oh no. I've been caught. Dear heroes, please save me." You spoke, completely deadpan. 
You could hear Jade's chest vibrate from a chuckle as he continued to race through the water. A glance towards his back showed Azul setting up for a catch while Floyd taunted poor Riddle. Trey and Cater were quickly swimming over to help Jamil and Ortho, who were quickly catching up.
So they're handicapping themselves for this. Probably 'cause it wouldn't be as fun.
"Don't worry (Y/N), I'll save you!" Ortho called out, his motors whirring as he started to speed up, nearly brushing your hand as Jade quickly dodged.
"It's not polite to lie, Ortho." Jade called out as you braced yourself for another toss. "There's simply no way for you to win."
In a quick, smooth motion, you flew through the air once more to be caught by Azul. You laughed and ruffled his hair in joy, undeniably pleased from all this throwing. For whatever reason, being tossed through the air filled you with pinks and yellows of a childish happiness, making you giggle, adrenaline-drunk, with glee.
"Please don't mess up my hair." Azul sighed, resigned. He shifted you around in his arms for a better ease of movement as Riddle drew in near with a dangerous glare.
The position he landed on was you, held by the waist in one arm as you were slung over his shoulder. He then took off, not as fast as Jade or Floyd, but still faster than your supposed future saviours. Soon enough, he let them catch up, then threw you through the air to Floyd. 
And so the cycle continued, you happily being thrown in the air while the hero team eventually slowed down, exhausted. Not ones' to lose, they congregated into a circle on the shore to discuss plans, while you stayed fixed in Floyd's arms. Jade and Azul soon joining you as you all watched the hero team plan. 
"I wonder how they'll approach us this time." Jade simpered with an everpresent smile.
Azul scoffed. "This is such a stupid game. How on earth are they going to win?"
Unfortunately for them, Azul just jinxed the 'villain' team. Malleus, Lilia and Silver, returning from a beach combing exploration, went over to the hero team. Kalim waved his hands around and suddenly, it seemed that the Diasomnia boys joined the hero team. Their discussion continued with even more fervor, a dark shadow appearing over their group as they started to scheme.
"Wow. You really just screwed yourself over, Azul." You deadpanned, unbothered by any of this. 
Floyd hugged you closer to him in glee. "Now it's gonna be super fun! Too bad none of them will steal you from me..."
A dark chuckle. "No. They won't win against us, right Azul?"
His glasses flashed. "I think it's time to think of a different plan."
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You laughed as Floyd darted through the waves, waving at Malleus, Silver and Lilia who were closing in on you. Sadly for them, Floyd picked up even more speed. Beads of water flew through the air as the waves splashed into the Diasomnia group. Meanwhile, Jade tried to shake off a persistent group of Heartslabyul boys, Azul facing the same problem with Kalim and Jamil. 
"Return (Y/N) to us, mortal, and your punishment will be lessened." Malleus glared, picking up speed.
"There's no way for you to win, Floyd, so just give up." Lilia added with a chuckle. 
Silver stayed silent, a dark look on his face as he swam even faster, nearly managing to grab you off of Floyd. Floyd laughed in amusement and quickly changed directions. Jade and Azul started swimming towards the center of the ocean alongside you and Floyd. Though you were, of course, a limp spectator in this competition. Still, it was fun to move so quickly through the water, you giggled as Floyd started to go even faster.
The three of them met in the middle, the others not far behind. Azul scowled as Jade grabbed you from Floyd, manhandling you into his arms.
"Ready?" Azul asked, "They're closing in."
True to his statement, the group of 'heroes' were quickly getting closer. Riddle looked triumphant, while Trey and Cater's eyes shone with determination to 'save' you.
I guess it's time for my plan to come into action, too. 
There was no way you were playing damsel in distress. No matter how fun it was to go fast and be thrown around, this objectification was too much to bear. Thank god for Idia, who had seen your rapid signing and silently gathered Ruggie and Rook to the shore. You smiled to yourself. This rescue plan was going to work.
"Hand (Y/N) over, criminals! We're here to save her, there's no escape!" Malleus boomed with a smirk. 
"Isn't there?" Jade smiled in reply, "It seems you weren't paying enough attention."
In that quick amount of time, Azul and Floyd had tied up their legs in the seaweed from the ocean floor. They struggled, shocked. 
And now it was your time to shine. 
"Yeah. There's no need for you heroes!" You smiled, a steely look in your eyes. "I can save myself just fine, thanks."
In one quick motion, you grabbed Jade's arms, throwing him over your shoulder by using his body weight. The eel barreled into Floyd and Azul, knocking them out. Whip-quick, you swam off, darting through the waves with a laugh as you approached the shore. 
A look over your shoulder, the boys were catching up. Floyd, Jade and Azul were closest, but the others were pulling on them to slow them down. It soon turned into an all-out war as they fought to get near to you, either to 'save' or 'capture' you. Too bad.
With a smile and a wave, you ran onto the shore. Idia and Ruggie grinned and guarded you as you approached the win-point. You hit the tree with your hand and beamed. 
"I win!" You said in a sing-song tone. 
The boys were stunned.
Trey laughed first. "Yeah, you did! Well done."
The others joined in, heaping you with praise as your heart fluttered in joy. Butterflies in your stomach as you all started to chat about your plan and your win. Ruggie ruffled your hair while Idia gave you a smile in support. 
It was a fun day.
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[1] Chinese hell is cold, dark and damp. Basically the opposite to traditional perception of Christian hell. And there are multiple hells! Lovely ^^ [2] Generally, Chinese eating tendencies is that the best and most food goes to children, then the elderly, then the adults. Portion sizes also tend to be quite small for adults/teens, at least compared to US portion sizes. MC is exaggerating when calling the boys younger tho... it's the innate mom instinct lmao [3] Queen of Swans... get it.... cuz MC's so graceful but can also be very fierce? Also cuz swans = romance and Rook is definitely noticing the reverse harem shenangians
Just a fun fact, kids/babies get so happy from being thrown because it helps strengthen their bodies against gravity. It also strengthens a kid's sense of balance and motion. I wonder why MC likes it now uwu
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and here is the third part of the beach ep. if you'd like to read the rest of the fic, you can read it on ao3 here, and on quotev here.
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muertawrites · 2 years
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eddie munson and food
this man lives on cup noodles and cereal. he doesn't know what a vegetable is and thinks black pepper is a fancy spice. the most complicated things he knows how to make are grilled cheese and kraft dinner (she says like she's not american), and those are rare. if you can cook or like to cook, though, he'll eat whatever you serve him - he's really not as picky as he seems.
grocery shopping with him is always an adventure. it's almost like shopping with a kid; if he had his way, your weekly meals would consist of doritos and pizza rolls. you're constantly having to tell him to put things back, keeping an eye on the cart to make sure he doesn't sneak in as much junk food as he can. he's also super chaotic in a grocery store - hanging off the end of the cart while you push it, drumming his knuckles on everything he passes, kicking random boxes off the shelves to see if he can catch them before they hit the floor.
"can you be chill for like five seconds?" you plead as a fifth box of instant mashed potatoes smacks down at his feet.
"no. absolutely not."
asking him to get things for you to keep him occupied is also a disaster.
"baby, we need lettuce."
"... yeah?"
"you brought me spinach."
"it's green and leafy. it's lettuce."
he thinks the fact that you can make things from scratch, no matter what it is or how simple the process, is magic. he'll lean over the counter and just watch you cook, never absorbing anything but always amazed by your ability. even if you can only make something as elaborate as spaghetti with canned sauce, it's like a gourmet meal to him.
if there are any comfort or ethnic foods you make often, he wants to hear all about them; they're also his favorites, purely because they're yours and he loves listening to you talk about them.
for the hispanic babes: he's mesmerized by tortillas. will hover in the kitchen just to watch you make them.
"so that's how you're so friggin strong. rolling those things out and making them your bitch."
"you flip those things with your hands? babe, that's so fuckin metal!"
(i love making tortillas from scratch store bought tortillas ain't shit)
he's a habitual stealer of your food - anything you have, he'll sneak a bite or a sip of it, no matter what he has to eat. once he finishes his fries, he'll take a couple of yours. he regularly leans over your shoulder to drink from your straw. if he comes home and you're already eating dinner, he'll grab a fork or a spoon and poke it into your dish instead of getting his own; chinese and indian food are common in your house because of this.
was surprised to find out there was more than one kind of cheese.
his favorite thing to cook for you is butter noodles. if you're feeling lazy or are a little short on cash, he'll pop open two packs of instant ramen and slather the plain noodles in butter and black pepper. bone apple teeth.
you help him make baked goods for his side business. he loves everything you bake (if you bake), and whether you like to partake in the ganja or not, he appreciates you taking the extra time to add it to his favorite recipes.
(this is just me projecting) it actually started because you don't smoke. you're sensitive to pot and get really bad paranoia and anxiety, even from a contact high. eddie, being the loving and protective man he is, refuses to smoke in the house / apartment / trailer / whatever because of this. you felt bad in winter when he had to suffer the cold, so you did a little research and figured out how to baste some of his stash in butter to add to cookies and brownies. he proposed to you after taking the first bite (and was actually kind of serious about it).
he started sharing your special baked goods with some of his more well-liked clients just because he was so proud of you and wanted to show off your skill, but they became super popular. now you make batches just for him to sell from time to time; they're regularly gone within a day.
hates fish; it makes him nauseous. big fan of red licorice.
likes to feed you. instead of offering you things to try, he'll hold his hand or fork / spoon up to your lips for you to bite from. gets a little turned on when his fingers "accidentally" slip into your mouth. loves it when you lick things off his fingers.
will sometimes belch in your face just to gross you out and annoy you. he thinks the way you scrunch your face up when he does it is cute. always kisses your nose immediately after. he's a little shit.
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keiaoi811 · 7 months
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Cooking your hates / Aquarium adventure
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Jouno Saigiku x Reader / Tecchou Suehiro x Reader
Fluff
Drabble, headcanons? Idk how to name it
Just some short thing in subpoints
Jouno
•Jouno, our beloved mean gremlin
((ミ´ω`ミ)), i kinda love the headcanons about him being good in kitchen [while me, the best i can do is tea and scrambled eggs- mastechef is not title for me]
•But what if you have things you don't like? For example mushrooms, raisins, broccoli [kind of 'wink' towards me, heh]
•Will Jouno makes things without them or.....try his best to hides them in dish to hear your displeased noise when you find out? I think, you know the answer, dear reader ~
•Leaving Jouno for five seconds alone is the worst you can do. His disability won't stop him to sneak, "the worst things on the world" a'ka foods you don't like, into the soon dinner.
•A grin, this one, annoying one, that always appears when he did something. 'A proud cat, who just broke your favorite cup, because he found it not suitable on the table'; type of smile.
•You look at the dish before you, with suspicious sight, guard on. You really like his cooking, really, just this smile; it's very disturbing.
•-"It's gonna be cold, eat up"- Jouno said simple, continues to enjoy his own portion, listening with huge anticipation, to your heartbeat. Ah, teasing you is his favorite hobby after long and tiresome work week.
•Finally, you try his creation with surprise for you. It wasn't bad, entirely opposite, it was delicious.
-"Taste good?"
-"A lot, you never ending to surprise me, Sai."
You said with great appreciation towards the white hair man. This moment, however didn't last long.
•Oh, your heartbeat changed, giving signal to Jouno that his small "gift" got discovered.
-"Something wrong, dear?~"- He asked, like he had no idea, what makes your face frowning in small disgust.
-"You add something."
-"I added a of lot things, this is what cooking is, after all."
-"Sai, you know what i mean"
-"Oh, do i?~"
•Jouno playing dumb and you swallowing the piece of food like it was "poison".
Then you begins to complain, filling his ears with the pleasure he was expecting.
•-"You acting like some kid, who don't want to eat their veggies."- Jouno huffed nonchalantly and the grin on his face get only bigger.
•Maybe cooking with him gonna be better option to avoid eating the "humanity poison". While Jouno gets annoyed by your "guarding". It is nice to have your help, but having you to observe what his hands do without a blink, was getting on his nerve.
•Payback Jouno ((ミ´ω`ミ)) But in the end of the day, nothing can be avoid completely and maybe a compromise would be better.
Tecchou
•We all know, that this man can watch ants for eight, straight hours, right? Mostly for their teamwork and etc.
•But what if, take him to Aquarium? It sounds like a very nice date idea, pretty common too.
•All the colorful fishes, gracefully drifting behind the glass wall, a blue light filling every edge, very calming and beautiful view....until standing in one place for too long.
•Tecchou was like a frozen statue, observing all the fishes and other creatures behavior, like some kind of oceanologist.
•You were happy that he seemed to like this place, but you also wouldn't mind if he move a little....even slightly. We love you but please ಥ⌣ಥ
•Idea pop off in your mind and decided to test it. You walk away from Tecchou, to see what will happened but also to see other parts of Aquarium.
•Gone for hour or two, only to come back to your human like rock, who didn't even badge a step. At this point, you don't know if better laugh or cry. Also some other visitors was getting confused when passing by Tecchou.
•-"It's mannequin? Some kind part of the exhibition?"- whispers flows into your ears.
For gym or clothing shop, Tecchou would be a perfect mannequin; you joke in thoughts.
•-"Hiro, are you there?"- You said when approaching this "statue" and waving hand before his eyes. A small shocked expression sneak on his face when Tecchou finally turn his head towards you.
-"Yes? Something wrong? Tired?"
-"I feel like i should be the one asking this."
A chuckle left your lips, while Tecchou looked at you slightly lost.
•Two of you chat a little, asking him what he discovered from all the observation he made. Tecchou apologized when you tell him you were walking around, alone for one or two hours.
•Everything begins to be sweet and nice again when, suddenly a big fish eats the smaller one.
•Tecchou and you had a little open mouths in shock, dazed at what you just guys witness. It's not that was scary or something that would never happen, the natural food chain and etc., but fishes eating each other wasn't in yours to-do date list....
•-"Hiro....what do you say, for change the scenery? I think i saw a booth with ice cream somewhere."
-"It's sounds great to me, love."
Let the fishes enjoy their "dinner" without you and distract themselves with something cold.
•Except that one moment, date end up great. Tecchou shared with his thoughts about how great would the ice creams taste with shichimi or wasabi....well.
•But memory of his focused, amber eyes on the glass wall, brings you smile and a faint rosy color on the cheeks.
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redajcted · 9 days
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Are you okay? You reblogged the fish 20 times.
No <3 😭
(someone I no longer follow made a poll and mentioned essentially torturing their pet fish on it and clearly considered this funny, and I haven't stopped thinking about it -- or about how common it is for people to mistreat non-mammalian pets like fish -- since 🥲)
(also I recently set up my first fish tank and they're so super cute!!! How could someone mistreat their fish or consider them low maintenance 😭 pics of fish below the cut v)
Pls appreciate my fish, I love them
I have pygmy corydoras, I call them The Collective
N then some sunny neocaridina shrimp and ember tetra~
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I recently got a lil bowl I put in when I feed them to help keep the tank cleaner n make it easy to remove excess food, n they are so cute!! They recognize the bowl n swim over all excited when I put it in, before I even put any food 😭💜
And there's a specific Cory that sits in the bowl and bullies me every day, absolutely refusing to get out of the bowl so I can remove it. It always takes 10-15 min to remove the bowl thanks to this Cory.
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vidavalor · 30 days
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Ok, your meta where you talk about what Dagon's saying about Satan and Crowley and the appetizers has gutted me like a fish (that pun feels wrong 😁) Do you see other scenes that are about this in the show? I think you're right about it and I'm just wanting to pick your brain on the topic because I think it makes the story even better if it is talking about stuff like SA.
Hi! Thanks for reading. 💕I really appreciated the pun actually lol as it's a tough topic and good to have a laugh in there. I wrote a post about parallels between Crowley and Satan and Nina and Lindsay that I'll link below but I do see it in other scenes that I haven't mentioned yet as well, including a scene with Mrs. Sandwich and the Discorporated!Aziraphale scene...
TW: discussion of SA under the cut.
One scene I see it in is this actually this one:
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As they're getting ready to go face the demons-- led by devout Satanist Shax-- Crowley asks Mrs. Sandwich if she "has her hat pin." Crowley isn't under the 19th century spell that everyone else has been at times during The Ball but he's referencing the one thing from that era that Mrs. Sandwich will get, likely whether she is still under the magical influence or not. Hatpins were banned in England during the suffragette movement in that era as they were the most common thing a woman could carry on her person that she could use as a weapon to fend off sexual assault-- and many women were doing just that. The men who held the government positions and the power sought to outlaw them to "protect themselves" from women by doing this and led to women carrying weapons more surreptitiously-- like hiding a knife in their stockings, etc..
Mrs. Sandwich owns a bordello and is a sex worker and the odds of her not being a sexual assault survivor herself are slim to none. Crowley accurately determines that she's the person in the room best qualified to back him up and he wants her close so he can make sure she doesn't get hurt because he cares about her. Mrs. Sandwich is wearing a hat that is pinned into her hair so she is carrying a literal hat pin but Crowley's question is really asking her if she's otherwise armed-- and ready for this-- to which Mrs. Sandwich replies that she's "got more than that, love." She's got Crowley's back. Who is best equipped to fight The Devil? The ones who already have won a few rounds, like Crowley and Mrs. Sandwich.
There's also this bit from S1 about Crowley and Lucifer/Satan, especially if you take into account how euphemistically food is used in the show:
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Yes, Crowley is drunk but it's been the case across a few scenes that there's often a lot of truth in what he's saying when he's off his head. "The food hadn't been that good lately..." He's basically saying he was bored and lonely and depressed and so was vulnerable to Lucifer's initial attentions and what Crowley thought was some sex and some new friends wound up an abusive boyfriend and eternal damnation.
The rest of this scene is Discorporated!Aziraphale appearing to Crowley and it helps illustrate why the first part of it begins with Crowley talking about Satan-- it's to continue to draw a very deliberate contrast between Satan and Aziraphale. Aziraphale shows up and the topic becomes how Aziraphale needs to possess someone to get a body temporarily and get to Tadfield. The prior time in the series at this point that we saw someone possessed was when Satan attacked Crowley. Crowley and Aziraphale are the exact opposite of that in this scene, which is, ultimately, about consent. Aziraphale won't possess Crowley and is, instead, searching diligently for a receptive body-- a person willing to let him possess them. Aziraphale's jokes are sexual innuendo relating to his own lack of a body rather than an actual request to possess him. Lucifer is literally possessive, while Aziraphale is not, and would not break Crowley's trust by violating him.
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Common Grounds / Chapter 4
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Pairing: Marcus Pike x f!Reader
Rating: T (for now... you know me, this will go up)
Word Count: 3.2k
Warnings: Food mention, slow burn, angst, unrequited crush, rude customers, protective!Marcus, mentions of breakups, we get a peek at reader's past, bad exes, one (1) hug.
Summary: As the weeks pass, you try to be what Marcus needs most: A friend. Then, you have one awful day at work...
A/N: We're getting closer to getting these two together!!
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You throw all of your inconvenient emotions surrounding Marcus into painting. It’s almost like meditating; you can mull over your thoughts without really dwelling on them when there’s a paintbrush in your hand. They show up on the canvases, though–dark shadows, bright pinpricks of light, grays and browns melting into vibrant color. 
You bring a few of them to work the next day, wanting to switch out some of the old paintings that have been hanging in Common Grounds for long enough. Your heart pounds when you see the familiar silhouette of Marcus through the glass as you’re still finishing up that morning’s baking. He’s earlier than usual. He notices the change immediately; his eyes flicking over to your paintings, an appreciative smile spreading over his face when he sees the new ones.
When he turns to look at you, his smile only widens. You half-expect him to bring up your unexplained outburst and retreat from yesterday, but he only greets you warmly and asks about the paintings.
“New ones?”
“Yeah, I like to swap them out every month or so.”
“The one in the center is incredible,” Marcus says emphatically. “Hey, are any of them for sale?”
You shrug. “I mean, technically, they all are. No one really buys them, but they’ve all got prices listed. I get most of my traffic from online sales.”
“I’ve been meaning to buy one,” Marcus confesses. “And then life kind of… got away from me,” he says with a little self-deprecating laugh. “I love that new one, though. Could I… could I buy it?”
You narrow your eyes in confusion. “You mean like… now?”
Marcus shrugs. “Why not? I love it, my walls are depressingly bare, and I want to snatch it up before everyone comes in asking about it.”
You laugh. “Marcus, that has literally never happened in the five years they’ve been hanging here.”
“It’s just a matter of time,” Marcus promises, taking out his wallet. He thumbs through a collection of crisp bills and hands you twice what you’d specified on the sticker below the painting. 
You gawk. “Marcus, no. That’s–that’s too much–”
“Then don’t undersell your art,” Marcus says with a wry smile. “I’ll have the usual, plus uhh…” he scans the offerings, “...a piece of zucchini bread, please.”
At a total loss for words, you press the buttons on the register, accept Marcus’s card, hand it back, and start his coffee order all with your mouth hanging open like a fish.
When he has his drink and the little white pastry bag, Marcus walks back over to your paintings and looks back at you with one eyebrow raised. You smile disbelievingly, walking over to him and taking the painting off of the wall. 
“Marcus, you really don’t–”
“It’s perfect,” he breathes. “Thank you.”
Then he leaves. 
The thing Marcus needs, you decide–far more than a partner, a girlfriend, or even a fiancee–is a friend. You can understand it–moving to a new city and having no one–it’s a lonely existence. And it explains why Marcus, more often than not, spends quite a lot of time at Common Grounds. It’s not simply to talk to you; he’s made a friend in Sam as well, bonding over a shared interest in old movies. 
Sam, a film school graduate, is overjoyed to find an audience in Marcus, who not only tolerates their soapbox rants about cinematography, but encourages them wholeheartedly, laughing out loud at some of their scathing opinions on contemporary franchises. 
It’s Sam who eventually gets Marcus to slip the information that he’s an Art Crimes detective one morning as the three of you converse one slow Thursday. You and Marcus lean casually against opposite sides of the counter with Sam sitting nearby on a food cart, swinging their legs as they talk. 
“I can’t stay long,” Marcus is saying over a bite of chocolate croissant. “I’m supposed to be at the National Gallery of Art to review some security footage.”
“Why?” Sam asks bluntly.
“They had a close call the other night,” Marcus explains. “Someone broke in and had started to cut a painting out of its frame when they were caught by the security guard.”
“Oh!” you exclaim. “But… the painting–is it damaged?”
“Minimal,” Marcus answers. “There’s a pretty good gash through one side of it, but a restorer should be able to stitch it back together and hide it pretty well. It shouldn’t even be visible when it’s back in the frame if they do their job well.”
“Wait… what do you do?” Sam asks.
Marcus smiles widely and flashes his badge. “FBI. Right?”
Sam glares at him.
“Okay, okay. I’m in the Art Crimes division,” Marcus relents. “I lead a task force to deal with international art theft.”
Your eyes snap up to his. Suddenly, his interest in your art makes sense. The feelings you’ve been trying to push aside for weeks in favor of being the friend that Marcus so clearly needs are back in an instant when you remember how his eyes had lit up when he’d talked about art, how he’d complimented your technique… 
“No kidding,” you find yourself saying breathlessly. 
“I’m sure you're disappointed,” Marcus jokes. 
You laugh. “Why would I be disappointed?”
“People usually see the badge and assume I’m involved with some classified shit,” he says with a crooked smile. “When really I spend most of my days reading provenance papers and trying to find forgeries and stuff like that.”
“I like that better,” you say. “Making the world better, one recovered artwork at a time.”
Marcus laughs. “Now you’re romanticizing it.”
“No, if she were romanticizing it, she’d be imagining you running around with bullwhip,” Sam quips. 
Marcus chokes slightly on his coffee, the tips of his ears turning pink, and you try your best to give Sam a death glare without him noticing. 
“A–a what?” Marcus sputters, chuckling.
“You know,” Sam says expectantly, “Indiana Jones.”
“Oh,” Marcus starts laughing. “Jesus, apparently I need more coffee.”
“That’ll cost ya,” Sam says. 
“Will it, now.”
“Yeah, that’s kind of how this whole system works,” you say. “You give us money, we give you coffee.”
“It wounds me that you see this as purely transactional,” Marcus teases. 
“You’re breaking my heart,” Sam deadpans. “That’ll be $5.67.”
– – – – – – 
You should have known it was going to be a bad day when you woke up to a text from Sam.
Sick AF, gonna have to call off today. Sorry. &lt;3
Some things are omens. 
Still, it’s with a swing in your step that you open up Common Grounds and start your morning routine. Things are going pretty well for you, all things considered. You’ve got a good, steady job, you’re feeling better mentally than you ever used to, and now, you have a new friend in the form of one devastatingly handsome FBI Agent. The latter has been a muse for you in the evenings, too; you find yourself painting more and more, inspiration striking almost daily, and there’s been a corresponding uptick in online sales. 
Marcus is, as always, a welcome distraction when he comes in. You groan good-naturedly about facing the rush alone, and he lends a sympathetic ear. He even stays a little longer than usual, sitting at the closest table to the counter and reading something on his phone. You can’t help but steal little glances at him, even when the rush begins, looking at the way a stray lock of hair keeps falling down his forehead, the way he licks his lips occasionally, the way his leg jiggles absentmindedly as he reads what looks like a news article. 
The swell of customers reaches a crescendo, and you’re more than a little frantic–it’s rather difficult to keep up when there’s just one of you and no one to restock. When one of the milk dispensers inevitably runs out, you have to dash to the walk-in cooler to retrieve it yourself, leaving a long line of people waiting. You try to keep the frustration off of your face as everyone watches you wrestle the fifty pound bag into the machine.
“Excuse me?” an annoyed voice calls out from the middle of the line. “Some of us have places to be.”
You paste on the fakest, most irritated smile as you take the next person’s order. And the next. In between darting from the espresso machine back to the register, you lose track of Marcus. Is he still here? Unlikely. You barely have time to think about it, so the question is fleeting. When the man who had snapped at you steps forward, a sour expression on his face, you say sweetly, “And what can I get for you today?”
“Took you long enough!”
Your smile widens. “We’re a little short-staffed this morning.”
“I missed the part where that was my problem. These places and their mocha-frappa-whatevers. Do you have coffee?”
“We certainly do have coffee; what size would you like?”
“Is ‘small’ still a size, or are they all in Spanish or something?”
“Small coffee,” you repeat, trying to keep the anger out of your voice. “Will that be all?”
“It needs to come out fast.”
You ignore the order. “That’ll be $2.10.”
“What? What a crock of shit! I–”
“That’s enough,” a quiet voice interrupts the now red-faced customer. 
“Who the hell are–”
“Buy the damn coffee or get out,” Marcus says lowly. “You’re holding up the line.”
“What are you, her boyfriend?” spits the other man.
“I’m just interested in how the city’s service workers are being treated,” Marcus replies cooly, one hand smoothing down his suit lapel in a gesture that looks absentminded, but immediately draws attention to the FBI badge clipped to his pocket. The man eyes it warily. “Hand her the money or leave the store, please,” Marcus says.
Lips pursed, the man hands you his card. You swipe it, and hand it back, then pour him a cup of coffee, handing him that as well. 
“What do we say,” prompts Marcus.
“T-Thank you.”
“Why don’t you find another coffee shop next time?” Marcus remarks. His tone is still light, but there’s just a hint of something else underneath. Something vaguely… threatening. 
It’s unbelievably sexy.
When the man leaves, Marcus holds up one finger to the next person in line–who looks sympathetic to your plight–and steps closer, putting his hand on your arm. 
“Are you okay?” he asks softly. “Do you need a minute?”
You shake your head. “Nah. Assholes like that are a reality of the job.”
“They shouldn’t be,” Marcus says emphatically. “Get a drink of water or something, all right? You’ve been running around like crazy. No one here minds, right?” He looks over the line.
Even if anyone did mind, you highly doubt anyone would raise any objection, not after Marcus’s cool, calm takedown of the rude customer. You nod gratefully, and quickly fill a cup with water, taking a few long sips and a couple more deep breaths. 
When you return, Marcus smiles warmly. “I’ve gotta get to work, but you call me immediately if he comes back,” he says, sliding a business card across the counter. “Or if you need anything else.”
You nod, pocketing the card without looking. Marcus leaves, shooting one last glance over his shoulder just before the door closes. 
You look up at the next customer with a weak smile.
“What can I get started for you?”
– – – – – – 
In retrospect, you wish that one rude customer had been the worst thing to happen to you, today. 
When you finally toss your dirty apron into the bin at the end of your shift, you stretch your lower back with a tired groan. What a morning. You feel more than justified in going home, taking a hot bath, and sitting on your couch under a blanket with a hot tea for the remainder of the afternoon. 
You can almost smell the lavender bath bombs you like as you speedwalk around the corner. The stress of the day is already starting to melt just at the thought of relaxation, but then you hear a familiar voice–one you haven’t heard in over a year–call out your name. 
It sends a hot spike of fear down your spine.
You whip your head around, and sure enough, it’s him.
Your ex. 
“I don’t have time for this, Derrick,” you say tiredly.
“Fancy seeing you here.” Derrick, as usual, ignores you. “Still working at that dump around the corner?”
“Did you come all the way across town to insult an inanimate object, or is there something else you want?” you mutter.
“I was in the area,” Derrick says with an exaggeratedly light tone. “Thought I’d check on the woman who lived with me for three fucking years and then left without a trace.”
“We’ve–” you swallow. “We’ve gone through this, Derrick, I–”
“Want to know how much of a mistake you made? Derrick interrupts. “Remember that account I was working on right before you pulled your little escape routine? I just closed it. Two mil, sweet cheeks. What do you think of that?”
You bite back your anger. He used to do this when you were together, too–hold his money over your head. List off all of the things he provided for you whenever you’d get angry about something he did. Oh, he forgot your birthday? Well, he did buy you that designer purse, those Jimmy Choo heels. He did pay your insurance and your phone. But sure, sweet cheeks, be made because he worked late on your birthday. He was going to buy you those massive diamond earrings you’d been eyeing in the jewelry store window, but now he’s changed his mind.
“If you’re just going to taunt me, I’m going to have to ask you to leave me alone,” you say loudly and firmly. 
“What’re you putting away, hmm? Can they afford to pay you more than minimum wage? How fast did you eat through that savings account that I helped you build?”
“Derrick, leave me alone–”
You start to back away, but Derrick reaches for your wrist, and your eyes widen in trepidation. He’s never gotten physical before, but what–
“Get your hands off of her.”
You whip your head around, and fuck, it’s Marcus. Again. Walking quickly toward the two of you with fire in his eyes. 
“Mind your own business, asshole–”
“Marcus!” you exclaim, interrupting Derrick. “There you are! Are you ready to go home?” you shoot him a pleading look, hoping that your ex can’t see.
Marcus looks into your eyes for just a moment before easily slipping into the role you’d just handed him. “Here I am, honey.” He smiles and puts his hand around your waist. “This must be him.”
You know Marcus has no idea who Derrick is, but you nod. “Yeah, this is my asshole ex.”
“Whatever,” Derrick spits. “You never had it so good. I’m sure Mr. Government Salary pays all the bills,” he says derisively, waving his hand at Marcus’s badge. 
Marcus releases your waist and steps nose-to-nose with Derrick. “Here’s what’s going to happen,” he says quietly. “You’re going to leave, now, and you’re never to come looking for her again. Ever. Do I make myself clear?”
“You don’t need to threaten me, asshole, we were just talking,” Derrick says, but he backs away with a frown.
Marcus doesn’t say anything further, just watches calmly as Derrick keeps backing away, then finally, with a roll of his eyes and a wave of his hand, turns and stalks down the sidewalk. 
The overwhelming shittiness of the day finally catches up with you, and you feel the tears start to rise to your face. 
Marcus whirls back to you, his face crumpling when he sees you crying. “Oh, honey, I’m sorry,” he says, his hands coming to your shoulders. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” you sniffle. “It was just a bad day, and he’s basically guaranteed to make a bad day worse.”
Marcus’s hand trails down your arm to your wrist, where Derrick had grabbed you. “Did he hurt you?”
You shake your head. “No, he’s just… empty threats and blustering.”
“I’m sorry,” Marcus murmurs again. “What can I do?”
“Nothing,” you shrug. But then you glance down at his hand–warm, strong, and comforting–on your shoulder. “C-Can I–” you start.
Marcus nods at you to continue.
“Can I have a hug?”
Marcus’s arms immediately wind around you, and you’re surrounded by him. Oh, he gives the best hugs. He presses all of you into his chest, one hand gently cupping the back of your neck and one hand around your waist. He’s warm and soft, his cologne smells incredible, and you melt into his embrace. 
“Thanks for playing along,” you mumble into his shirt.
“Of course,” Marcus says, and you can feel the rumble of his words against your cheek. “You don’t need to pretend to be with me just to feel safe,” he says. “I would have taken care of it anyway."
You feel sheepish at his words. It's true; you didn't need to pretend that Marcus was your boyfriend. But in the moment, you wanted the extra layer of safety.
"Sorry," you murmur. "I shouldn't have–"
"Don't say sorry," Marcus assures you. "Besides, I thought the note I left you on my card made it pretty clear how I'd feel about that."
The card! You'd slipped it into your back pocket without reading it, and by the time the rush was over, you'd forgotten about it completely. You pull back from Marcus’s arms and reach for it now. 
The front of his card has his full name, title,  work extension, and email. When you flip it over, there's a message waiting, written in neat, tiny handwriting. 
I’d say it’s about time I gave you this ;) Sorry I took so long. xo, Marcus
His personal cell is written below.
Your eyes dart up to his, barely daring to hope–
"Sorry I took so long," Marcus says, repeating the message on his card. "I wanted to be in the right headspace. You deserve that."
A smile slowly spreads across your face. This day–which has been an unmitigated disaster–might be looking up.
"I thought I'd be giving it to you in much different circumstances," Marcus says with a smile, "and not as a result of some asshole at the counter."
You laugh disbelievingly. "I guess that means you came to my rescue twice in one day."
"I won't make a habit of it," Marcus teases, but then he sobers. "No, belive me, I'd do it twenty more times if you needed me to. Although," he chuckles, "I hope not, because I wouldn't get much else done."
The tease suddenly causes you to remember what time it is. "Hey," you say, "why are you here and not at work? It's the middle of the day."
"About that," Marcus says, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I had meant to catch you before you left, but I had a meeting run long. Glad I was able to find you."
"Oh," you breathe. "Why?"
"Well, I thought with the morning you had, it felt like a good day for ice cream. What do you think?"
"Really?" 
"Yeah, what do you say? Ice cream, you and me. Right now."
You can't help the massive grin that explodes into being. Marcus smiles back, big enough that his little dimple shows. 
"It's a date."
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rekas-writes · 1 year
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Valorant Agents and Their Fast Food Sins
Pair: Implied! Individual Agent (Neon, Killjoy, Raze, Jett, Chamber, Harbor, Sage, Reyna, Viper, Phoenix, Yoru)/GN! Reader - more so Individual HCs Source: Valorant
Type: Headcanons/Bulletpoints - 652 words Genre: Comedy/Fluff/Crack Perspective: Second-Person (You/Your)
TW: None
A/N: Hi! It's been a while! I hope you've had a wonderful New Year and a fantastic winter holiday/winter in general, my lovely customers! I'll be wrapping up some orders before diving back into my October series! ❤️
Further A/N: It was my birthday on the 31st December and I've just come back from the Philippines. I was dealing with a couple things but I'm hoping to get back into writing! This was just a fun, little thing I thought of while out in London. There was a Wendy's and a Taco Bell and those things are hard to come by here in the UK, haha- and so naturally it evolved into fast food habits nobody asked for.
Of course if you do any of these combos, more power to you! This is all in jest and I just wanted to write a light-hearted comedy/joke piece :D
. . . . . ╰──╮꒰ 🍡 ꒱ ╭──╯ . . . . .
Neon: Cuts a donut in half and then sandwiches her McDonald's apple pie with it. It helps with her sweet tooth and she swears it's the perfect dessert combo. Will also make you one in an effort to get you to appreciate this sugary goodness as much as she does. She might also wink and say it's not as sweet as you... and then cover her face with a hand because she can't believe she just said that
Killjoy: Puts chicken nuggets in her chicken sandwich and if you tell her that's too much chicken for the bread to filling ratio, she'll just add more out of amusement. If you encourage her? She'll get you to help her put as much chicken as possible in there
Raze: Mixes all the sauces together. All of them. And then she will ask you to grab more sauces/your leftover sauces. Sauces are boring on their own apparently. If you ever raise an eyebrow at that, she'll just shrug and tell you not to bash it ‘till you try it. Somehow it doesn't taste bad at all
Jett: Puts chicken nuggets and other random fillings from different fast food joints on pizza and then folds it like a calzone. Has and will defend this to the end of time. If you ask her why she doesn't just make her own custom pizza/calzone, she says it doesn't taste the same
Chamber: Puts onion rings and fries in his burger. It's not really a sin, but he genuinely thinks this is a weird combination/thing to do so he never does it in front of people. He'll wait for you to go to the bathroom or something, and then add them in. Might steal your onion rings and/or fries too while you're gone. I'll cut him some slack, only because he doesn't really eat enough fast food to know the common food 'hacks'.
Harbor: Eats the fillet-o-fish and a random other burger/sandwich combined. If you give him a look, he will take another bite slowly and chew obnoxiously with a smug look. He does the exaggerated "mmm" too and closes his eyes just to hear you laugh and roll your eyes
Sage: Likes the good ol' fries in the milkshake and pineapple on pizza. She really likes the salty-sweet combos and has more of a sweet tooth than she'd like to admit. She also thinks the fruit/shakes help(s) make fast food feel less greasy
Reyna: Uses human blood as ketchup She mixes coffee and soda together to feel something. You don't even question her, mostly because she refuses to explain herself and doesn't feel the need to. She'll just shrug, smile and then offer you a taste- saying it's like devouring a soul. It tastes like battery acid
Viper: Doesn’t commit food sins but she did try to poison someone’s fast food. She just wanted to test out a weaker poison she had on hand, and decided her target would be that one person who wouldn't take a hint and leave you alone. Never leave your food unattended around her, especially if you're going to blatantly annoy her S/O.
Phoenix: Puts popcorn chicken in his munchkin donuts. He claims to be a food connoisseur every time you question it, and that it'll catch on as a food trend one day. You tried it once and didn't know how to feel about the fact you didn't hate it. He gets really excited every time he gets this particular combo and you can't help but smile at his childlike giddiness
Yoru: Probably puts salt in his cheap coffee, it tastes awful but he does it anyway- maybe out of spite. He got the salt from the tears of his enemies. He never stopped to consider that just because he could, maybe he shouldn't. You don't say anything because the last time you did, he drank it faster and then got another
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Far too many pics of the Palais Garnier (Part Three!)
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In October of 2022, I had the extraordinary experience of getting to complete an 15+ year old dream of mine to visit the Palais Garnier. I took a metric fuckton of pictures and now I want to share them with you all, the PotO community!
Before I start dumping, a few things:
Please reblog this post. I usually don’t post a lot, therefore I don’t have a big following. I’d really appreciate people sharing these as much as they can. When I was a dumb kid in ye olden days of the internet, finding a post like this was the sort of thing I would have been hyped up on for weeks. Help spread that kind of joy!
Feel free to use these photos for any sorts of graphics, artistic reference or any other fandom related projects, as long as it’s not for profit. Please just credit me in some way. In fact, I'd love to be tagged to see whatever creations come from sharing all this!
This is part three, which is a continuation of pictures from the interior. I will continue to share information from the tour I took in this post as well. In fact, these are some of my personal favorites, as I never knew about some of these rooms as just some silly American girl on the internet. I hope you guys enjoy these even more than the last!
Part 1 (Exterior) | Part 2 (staircase) | Part 3 (HERE) | Part 4 (stage)
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This is the grand foyer, an area that is pretty heavily photographed already. Standing in this room is almost as impressive as the massive staircase. The paintings on the walls and ceilings depict a lot of mythological scenes. In one of them, there is a hidden portrait of Garnier, along with the other artists that were involved in creating the paintings. The doors leading to the 2nd level balcony are located in the grand foyer.
Historically, only the gentlemen were allowed in the grand foyer, as it was seen as a place for them to converse and do business until one night, the Queen of Spain decided that she didn't care about such arbitrary rules. Ignoring it completely, she entered the room. The men all decided to leave, offended that even a queen would dare to encroach on their space. As word traveled around the Opera that night, all the other women soon joined the Queen in the foyer, wanting to see for themselves that she was there. Afterwards, men and women were begrudgingly allowed to mingle.
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I found this to be a very interesting room. At the end of the grand foyer, this room was full of sunlight and comparatively simple decorations. The wealthy patrons themselves served as the real decorations of this room, as they would gather here for refreshments! The common folk, while not permitted to enter, would come to simply watch the rich people indulge in lots of expensive treats.
In fact, the menu still hangs on the wall in the form of all the portraits! All the women are holding items that symbolize various food items, tea, coffee, wine, game meat, fish, ice cream, citrus fruits and pastries.
I couldn't help but imagine Raoul taking various treats and sneaking them out to share with Christine.
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We weren't allowed to go down this hallway but it just continued to make this place feel like a giant maze.
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These two rooms were nearly identical, though on opposite ends of a hallway. A few mistakes were made during their construction. The top room is known as the Sun room, for its warmer ambiance. The bottom is the Moon room.
Firstly, the rooms were meant to be swapped locations. The Sun Room was supposed to lead into the gentlemen's smoking room, but the Moon room leads to it instead. On the ceiling of the Sun room, salamanders are painted. The little amphibians were believed to ward off the danger of fire and protect the building. By the time the mistake was caught, it was too late to change it.
The other mistake can be seen in the mirror illusion in the Sun room. Because of a fault in the construction of the mirrors, the glass is too curved and the error is magnified with the illusion. The light appears to bend around a corner, instead of repeating on into infinity.
I imagine Erik was quite cross with the workers when he realized these errors occurred. I certainly wouldn't have wanted to be on the receiving end of his temper that day!
Looking at the star motifs painted on both ceilings, I wonder if they could have inspired Christine's Star Princess costume in the musical.
PART 1 (exteriors) | PART 2 (staircase) | PART 3 (here!) | Part 4 (stage)
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greetings! i heard that you are looking for genshin fluff requests, so i am here to deliver: perhaps headcanons on how genshin characters relax on a day off? like staying in or just being able to do stuff they usually wouldn't? if you'd like some characters: kaeya, ayato, thoma, childe, neuvillette, kaveh (feel free to take this as more of a prompt than request!)
hello anon ! thanks so much for your prompt/request :)) i hope this is okay <3 side note, why are half of the names blue T_T /lh
genshin men relaxing on a day off - kaeya, thoma, ayato, childe, neuvillette, kaveh
spoilers for 4.2 archon quest and kaveh hangout.
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Kaeya is often kept quite busy with paperwork, and with helping lessen the burden of the acting grandmaster. days off for him aren’t common, so he finds himself catching up with acquaintances, often times over a drink at angel’s share or a meal at good hunter. of course, he drinks a lot of wine during this time, so the other knights know that if the calvary captain has a day off, he’ll be late to work the next day.
Thoma is usually occupied with housework or with helping others around the city. when he’s given some time off, he likes to have hotpot at komore teahouse, catch up with friends and give snacks and treats to the little animals he sees while out and about. when the months start to get colder, he willingly knits tiny sweaters and scarfs for his animal friends, even making a sweater for taroumaru.
Ayato is a very busy man. being the head of the kamisato clan means near constant work, so it’s extremely rare that he gets a break. if he does get a day off, you can thank Ayaka for that, she sees how hard he brother works and so takes over his responsibilities for some time while he rests. he spends this time visiting his favourite boba stand, and sampling some food served on the streets of inazuma city.
Childe may not be an office worker, but he spends his work time training or scheming for the fatui. when he has time off, he loves to fish, specifically ice fishing. of course, when his main mission is complete, he keeps his promise and returns to his family in snezhnaya. with gifts in tow, he spends precious time with his loved ones and enjoys his time away from work.
Neuvillette is a man devout to work. being the iudex, leader of the marechaussee phantom and the hydro sovereign means he practically never has time to spare for breaks. if he ever has a short time to spare, he enjoys water tasting and visiting the melusines. when he does, he often brings them small treats from a local bakery, though this is quite rare because of his work. the melusines very much look forward to seeing their father whenever he is free.
Kaveh regularly has both new and returning clients, and so has many priority commissions to work on. this leaves him working late at night, much to the dismay of alhaitham. whenever he’s finished with the most pressing commissions, he takes some well-earned time off. with this time, he usually drinks his sorrows away at lambad’s tavern, opting to drown in wine rather than his debts. at times, though, he instead wants to spend his free time surrounded by love from his friends. he seldom plans it, instead hinting that he wants to get together but saying he has a day off soon. while he might not get drunk, he knows in his heart that dinner with friends is the best way to spend his time away from the stress of work.
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thank you so much for reading. comments and reblogs (with tags) are much appreciated ∩^ω^∩
tags: @ecrin-de-litterature @akademiyaslibrary
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Hey bud. Got some Starburst duo headcanons for ya
Chris has an allergy to bees. They obviously can't sting him because of his steel skin, but whenever he's near them, he gets bad itchy rashes on himself (usually on his neck and face first) and has to get away from them before it gets worse
Jake loves mushroom toppings on his pizza. Chris loves pineapple and sausages on his
Jake loves the color red. Chris likes purple and pale pink
At certain times, Jake will panic about stuff and can sometimes exaggerate things a bit because of it, especially whenever he's trying to solve a case since he'll get a little too ahead of himself while still in the middle of putting things together, which can make him look a little like a drama queen during moments in front of others
Jake owns a fish named Sammy
Chris enjoys the rain at night during bedtime since it's peaceful to him
Chris' favorite animals are birds and horses
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I Like these, Buddy. I like them A WHOLE LOT @spider-jaysart
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If I may add a tad bit more or maybe expand on these;
- Sammy in particular is a small common clownfish and lives inside one of the biggest tanks they can afford that can fit inside the apartment’s living room. Jake consistently keeps his eyes on Sammy whenever he’s in the living room; he’s seen plenty of online videos of the worst fish owners imaginable and he’s determined not to repeat their mistakes
- One of Chris’ annoyances that can truly get to souring his mood would be seeing bad takes and posts from anywhere that state claims of ‘Superman is an alien who only does the good things because it makes us humans puny, insignificant and stupid compared to other beings’, ‘Superboy Red is only great at thing and that’s being an utter waste of genes and he can’t even do that right’, basically any takes that discredit his family is something he truly doesn’t appreciate
- Some of the classmates at Chris’ school often compare his relationship with Thara to that of Peter Parker and MJ Watson not just due to the latter having similar enough red hair to MJ but also her more outgoing and spunky personality that complements Chris’ more introspective and relatively reserved one brings in mind the similarities to Peter X MJ. Even Chris can comment that those comparisons aren’t necessarily unfounded
- Due to his 6 stomachs and physiology, Jake can tolerate eating less than adequate food at restaurants and is pretty resilient to food borne illnesses. That being all said, it also helps him detect if a meal or few aren’t healthy for regular humans to have less they risk food poisoning. Anytime Jake is in the kitchen whether it be for late night snacks or even volunteering to make dinner, he’s almost religiously very careful about what his hands touch and keeping them clean when possible so that he doesn’t risk cross contamination. Having Chris as a companion in the kitchen in turn becomes very handy via the latter having microscopic and x ray vision at his disposal.
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