#soup........
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hello! for the dialogue prompts, turkgrespa + 19 if you don't mind? i thought it was quite fitting because of your restaurant au <3
ah i see,, a person of culture! restaurant au it is ;)
Food
"I made you lunch," Antonio says, setting a plate down on top of a growing stack of papers nestled on the edge of the office desk. "I figured it was about time you ate something."
(Lunch is a humble offering of what remains of Antonio's breakfast—the dregs of fresh tomato and garlic and olive oil slathered onto freshly toasted bread. Antonio's favourite, of course.)
Sadık glances over his shoulder and up at him, and gives a smile to say 'thank you' without the words ever passing his lips. He is deep in work, his brain more numbers than letters, and so Antonio smiles back, and chooses to not disturb him for even a second too long.
Currently, Sadık is trying to get ahead of bills, ordering, payroll and savings while the restaurant is closed for the day. Herakles, by comparison, has never really had a finance head; they made an agreement before Antonio's time that any thing covered in euros would be entirely in the chef's hands, and, in the meantime, Herakles would manage staff and customer relationships. It is more his forte.
(Though, even then, Antonio has now taken on some of that responsibility.)
As Antonio leaves the office, he bumps into Herakles himself. And Herakles asks him without missing a beat, "Where's my lunch?"
The Spaniard tries not to laugh, amused solely by the other's tone. "You never placed an order," he says.
"Neither did Sadık," Herakles counters.
"He's got a point," Sadık then joins in, before swivelling around on his chair and suggesting to Herakles, "You can always have mine," to which Antonio protests quite sternly.
"That plate does not leave this room," he warns Sadık—or both of them, really, "until you eat what's on it."
The way that Sadık and Herakles glance at each other reveals to him, quite naturally, that they are currently adding this incident to a mental pile of 'reasons why Antonio is also our mother'. He tries not to roll his eyes in response (for fear of it also being used against him).
"I'll eat it, don't worry," Sadık goes on to assure him, before turning back around and facing his work. "I just need to chase this invoice, first…"
And with that, he shuts himself off. He is in an entirely different plane of existence, and Antonio and Herakles walk out into the short corridor between the dining room and kitchen. They'll check in on him in about an hour.
"So, about lunch."
Antonio glances at Herakles, does a sort of double-take, and then squints at him warily. "What about lunch?"
"Are you having any?" Herakles asks him. "It's nice of you to think of other people, even if I'm not included in that—" Antonio tuts. Strike two! "—but you also need food. No?"
"I do," he duly replies, "and I intend to. You wanna help?"
"You have something in mind?"
"Of course. I call it, 'raiding Sadık's stock and eating whatever needs using'," Antonio tells him, which earns an enthusiastic hum, followed by an eager prompt to lead the way.
To be clear, Sadık is fully aware of this arrangement. Sunday is a day where the three of them will double-check stock after Saturday's close and clean, and make sure anything that will not survive the night is used or removed so they can avoid as much waste as possible.
Often, there is not much for them to go through (the kitchen team are very thorough on a Saturday) but today, a venture into the walk-in reveals some produce that won't be missed.
Antonio proposes a soup for ease. Herakles does not object. There is still some bread from breakfast, after all, that they might as well use.
Over the next half an hour or so, they work together to prep the vegetables, make the base, and then begin cooking. For a while, the kitchen operates like a well-oiled machine, even if they are only hobbyist chefs. Then, once the vegetables are cooked, Antonio takes charge of the blending while Herakles sees to warming the plates and cutting the bread; it only takes a few minutes more.
Parsley is chopped, cream is sniffed and set aside for use, and then, once the Spaniard is satisfied and the Greek starts to sneak one too many tastes—et voilà.
They sit together at one of the tables in the restaurant, out of view of the front windows. It feels like a lunch date of sorts, and the atmosphere certainly settles as the pair of them start to eat. Food. Food has such miraculous powers. Antonio values it more than anything.
Though, even he has to admit, Herakles' company over the next few minutes is equally as dear. They talk easily, about food, about comfort food, about childhood food—and just as Antonio goes to ask Herakles why he hasn't considered having more Greek food on the menu, they are joined by a third person.
A plate is set down on the table as Sadık pulls up a chair. Antonio eyes the tostada, neglected, abandoned, untouched.
"I thought I said that this plate wasn't allowed to leave the office until you ate," Antonio reminds Sadık once he is seated, somewhat light-heartedly. "Do you hate tomatoes that much?”
Sadık gives him a wry smile. "You know I don't," he replies. "But I could smell whatever you were cooking—soup, it seems—and I, uh… Well, I wanted to join you two for lunch instead."
Antonio softens. "Do you want some soup, then?" he offers. "Your bread will be all soggy now, anyway."
"No, no… I'll survive."
Yet, "Go and get a bowl," Herakles encourages. "There is plenty there. And it will be better than…" He nods at the plate. "Whatever is left of that."
"Maybe so, but I don't want to waste something that he spent time maki—"
"It took five minutes at most. Really, let me get you a bowl."
"Toni, it's fine—"
"No. Sit," the Spaniard insists, however, rising from his own seat without hesitation. His hands falls on Sadık's shoulder. He smiles, and he says, "I'll get you a bowl, and then you'll feel like you're really having lunch with us, okay?"
He doesn't give Sadık a chance to argue, not that he's sure he would. But Antonio has learned that stubbornness and perseverance can go hand-in-hand, and that sometimes, it is okay for him to put his foot down like this.
After all, Sadık may be one of his employers, but now, he was also one of his People, and that feels far more important.
[ final wordcount, 1090 words; prompts found here! ]
#helia writes#hetalia#hws spain#hws turkey#hws greece#turkgrespa#the restaurant au lives on!#i'm slowly working through some of the other prompt requests i was sent in january im so sorry ive been slow :')#ah. these three deserve soup and bread. lots of garlic. steaming. mmmm.....#soup........
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Little old Italian lady: Do you have zucchini?
Me: Yes, right here.
Lady: Is how much?
Me: $2.99 a pound.
Lady: It's usually $1.49.
Me: Yes, in the summer.
Lady, pauses, then grabs two: I put it in a soup.
Me: Oh nice, what kind are you making?
Lady: You will not fantasize about my soup.
And then she walked away. "You will not fantasize about my soup" will be in my head forever. I love you, little old Italian lady.
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They were not kidding he really does inspire you to make good food
#dungeon meshi#senshi dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#comic#not pictured is giovanni potage whos also telling me to make soup#and the medieval cooking music playlist i put on
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✦ Bread ✦
#he's helping#own art#own characters#CanisAlbus#art#artists on tumblr#Machete#anthro#sighthound#dogs#canine#animals#bread and soup kinda lad#I'm not sure if it was the case in all monasteries but usually monks baked their own bread I believe#also huge fan of the big strong baker with nerves of steel archetype#and another one of those “I've never drawn this pose before” moments
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breannadamato on Tiktok
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pesky…snail?
#mcyt#mcyt fanart#hermitcraft#grian#grian fanart#sopuuart#i am loving the snail arc#and HOORAY HE FINALLY GOT THE MENDING!!!#got rid of the grey face markings on his tern design bc i felt like there's too much going on;;#good soup
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i was about to talk shit on how impractical round food storage containers are when fridges are square but if we didn't have them then where would soup go? certainly not a square container
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It is Soup’s birthday! He is two years old now!
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sometimes I feel like discord is lacking emojis and so I make them myself. these ones in particular are my favorites
frog, toad, and soup!
Feel free to use them if you'd like!
#discord emoji#my art#digital art#cute emoji#custom emoji#I love these little guys#theyre just so cute GJSLKAJSGKL#I use them all the time#precious babies#and an easter egg....#the frog and toad look like theyre kissing if you put them next to eachother...#right now they are enjoying a soup#but they are in love...
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i made a playlist of song titles in chronological order
update/disclaimer: not all of the songs on the playlist are in these screenshots! i think it would've been too many pics but the link is there if you want to see all of them. i've also added dozens of suggestions from other users since posting this so these screenshots are outdated
#music#playlist#spotify playlist#mine#adele#bo burnham#vampire weekend#jonas brothers#charli xcx#troye sivan#birdy#bowling for soup#owl city#erykah badu#anne marie#mac miller#ben folds#cage the elephant#they might be giants#arctic monkeys#Spotify#1985 by bo burnham was one of the songs that sparked this idea and it's not in these screenshots oops#1985 by bowling for soup was on there the whole time too no need to keep commenting it#that song is a cover but nobody seems to care about that it's all about year 3000 for you people#i dont think anyone on earth is reading these tags anymore but if youre gonna suggest a song please check the playlist first#or if you dont want to do that you can check the number of replies and comments/tags#and decide how likely it is that you're thinking of a song nobody's suggested yet
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happy dannypocalypse!! (20th anniversary edition)
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#I can’t believe we’ve had this show for two decades#yes its the soup toture#danny phantom#dp#danny fenton#dannypocalypse#dannypocalypse 2024#my art
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the whole guilt-tripping language in posts about important topics paired with how I'm still getting bitches in my notes talking about why it's actually good to tell "bad" people to kill themselves continues to prove to me that a lot of people have absolutely no concept of social justice or activism outside of assuming the worst of and then viciously attacking strangers on the internet
#the worst part too is this is just the logical conclusion of the hyper-individualistic society#that thrives on isolating us from each other and our communities#anyway pls get out and go volunteer to clean up litter or at the soup kitchen or something#y'all need to see that your actions can have both good and bad real world consequences#and also interact with people who share your values but come from different walks of life#and also how to organize with people you don't always 100% agree with#so yeah hang out at the farmer's market or smthn y'all really need to connect with your communities
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needless to say the vibes were in shambles
#felt like I got whiplash#yeah yeah it’s on me for shuffling a multi-hundred song playlist we literally call The Soup#the weird songs add the tecks ture to the soup#never know what you’ll get#anyway I don’t normally post this much so if y’all are expecting this forever then lol lmao even#mini me#digital art
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