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vetinarivimesy · 10 months

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Okay okay okay. I'm enough of a nerd that yes I own those damned Disney Star Wars themepark cookbooks, and I've been steadily working my way through most of the recipes in them.

Mostly the recipes are a great balance of fun, interesting, and vaguely deliberately shifted around a really solid base to make it just a little unfamiliar so it's 'space' themed. But actually something you'd be willing to cook, without a million and a half rather finnicky steps and a ton of things to wash up before the thing even meets heat.

(With one or two minor SNAFUs caused by ye olde separated by a common language - tomato paste vs tomato puree woops)

But ahem, anyway that 'spicy' Mandalorian stew, ey?

For all of the advertised heat in the thing... You essentially end up with a rather tasty Japanese style curry with couscous in it, rather than rice on the side.

Nice? Yes.

Spicy? No not really. Even compared to other similarly mild curries, and taking spicy to mean spiced not hot. The Japanese style curry this recipe seems to be based around somewhat infamously comes from the bland for the UK-palette generic curry powder of the Victorians...

Sooo. I am spitefully choosing to follow a large chunk of fandom's example and picking bits of Star Wars at random to pick and choose my canon from... I'm now taking that recipe as 'proof' that Mandalorian cooking... really isn't all that hot.

And yes, I made that Pog soup too. Tasty? Yeah sure. Spicy? ...Eh?

And again, spitefully logicking my way through, which culture is always depicted in the films as actually extremely multicultural, and actually allows its members to retain their home traditions from their roots, and actually is based loosely around Asia rather than the old colonising empire building bounty hunters and rogues mashed with Knights Templar thing that is still the bulk of what the Mandos have?

The Jedi.

Who, notably, are absolutely missing any representation whatsoever in either of the two Disney-era Star Wars cookbooks. Since the setting is post the second Jedi genocide in the Skywalker Saga...

So whilst I'm now headcanoning, Mando food as all bark and very little bite, spitefully and based solely off of a very dubious bit of 'canon'.

I can also with impunity go, Sichuan cooking for the Jedi? Yes. Yes. Yes. Genuinely interesting Indian cuisine? Sure why not? Spicy Uzbek style stews? Great! Shakshouka as fiery as you can get it for breakfast? Amazing! Enough spicy kefta to feed fifty ravenous knights? Fabulous!

There's a brisk, and expensive given they're just cheap space-ramen, trade in the Jedi Temple sector of Coruscant of all the numerous flavours of Space-Buldak Chilli Noodles, since the Padawans basically live off of them.

Swimming in chilli already? Well that's not hot enough for old Master Rancisis! Add more! And don't forget the numbing peppercorns, that's Master Sifo-Dyas's favourite part!

Cue a fanfic, with the usual increasingly irritating set-up. Ahahaha, lets laugh at the culture that supposedly eats nothing but the blandest thing on the menu encounter the Manly Men we only eat the Hottest Vindaloo because we're hard! culture... And... Nope, nosiree the Mandos cannot handle it at all, cue much blue milk chugging, and not from the jedi half of the contingent. Despite all their showboating about how spicy they love their spicy spicy stew, they're like the old stereotype about white Brits in an Indian Curry House in Goodness Gracious Me.

(Seriously still far too spitefully amused that the official 'Spicy Mandalorian Stew' recipe produced bland but tasty comfort food in reality.)

#star wars #fandom #headcanons #mandalorians #jedi #star wars galaxy's edge #galaxy's edge cookbook #mandalorian cuisine #'spicy' mandalorian stew #partially fuelled by sleeplessness and spite #partially by I've wanted to write this damned fic for ages after encountering another gorgeous headcanon of communal dumpling making #genocide mention

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whydoihurtsomuch · 1 year

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Since I can’t find the original post anywhere, under the cut (as its rather long) is a screenshot of the original spite recipe post, and the following spite cookbook!

heres the link to the cookbook https://drive.google.com/file/d/1WjcDfZrPMr0Pw9f5GfEy0aTs2KEx4Pub/view

#food #recipes #recipies #spite recipes #spite recipies #save #i've been looking for it forever so i decided to do it myself :)#the spite cookbook

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randomeanonjustwatching · 4 months

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hey hey hey✨

yknow that trend where you crack an egg on your cooking partners head? how do u think the ob boys would react (whichever ones u want to do)??

Ohhh I had to re-search this up a bit

Lucifer wouldn't quite understand it,, is this a sign of affection or were you actually wanting to use his head as a breaker for the egg? Probably stares at you for a long moment and you have to explain what happened.

Mammon would start laughing after realizing what you're doing. My man can't help it, the whole situation felt weird to him and if you explain he'd just kiss your forehead and continue on cooking

Leviathan flushes and immediately runs out of the kitchen. Why would you do that?? Is his hair full of egg gunk now??

If you explain that it's a goofy trend for a couples he calms down a bit. Better play video games with him later!

Satan is another to stare. As he's a person who sticks to following cookbooks, he's confused as to why you cracked the egg on his head rather than against the bowl like the book said. If you explain, he smiles and mildly wonders how it would go with a cat.

Asmodeus giggles and proceed to crack an egg against your head, putting the egg in the bowl and throwing away the shell and smothering you in face kisses.

Beelzebub would ask you if the egg is still edible after doing that. You have to explain that it's a trend going on and that the egg is still edible.

Belphegor probably mumbles something out of spite, no one could quite catch what he says, before ruffling your hair and going back to drowsily cooking. (He just woke up)

#obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me #one master to rule them all #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me brothers #obey me nightbringer

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tmntheadcanons · 1 year

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tmnt 2003 Michelangelo headcanons

Mikey talks to himself when he's alone. He'll either have a full on conversation with himself or he'll narrate what he's doing like he's being interviewed for a tv show. Like when he's cooking he'll be like "So folks you're gonna wanna fold not stir your batter." or like "Now for this part you're gonna need to use some hand mixers, these are a great set my brother Don found them in the garbage."

There's like a sweet old lady who has her own cooking show and Mikey worships her like he has all her cook books and if he's in a cooking bind he'll be like "What would betty do?". He just talks about her like they're old friends he'll be like "Yeah this is a new recipe. Betty told me to use cream instead of milk"

Or he'll be like "What are we making tonight? Let's ask Betty" and open up his cookbook

For tv shows Mikey will watch just about anything he has no standards. I like to think that when they first got the tv set up, they only had like free-to-air channels and Mikey just likes having something on the tv. Like he'll be watching the shopping channel and just be like "omg that's so tacky"

Like he'll be yelling at the tv and everyone will be like wow what's mikey watching? and it's the shopping channel

One day he was left unsupervised and actually called cause he didn't know you needed a credit card and he'll be mad about that for the rest of his life cause he was gonna buy like a fancy toaster or something (and then he complained to donnie about it so donnie modified the toaster for him)

Also he's memorized most of the commercials jingles and he sings them constantly and everyone hates him for it.

Mikey writes and draws his own super hero comics in a big notebook and it's an ongoing story he's had for years. He's got like a self insert turtle-titan main character and he's created cameos for all his brothers too. Splinter is the mentor, Leo is the leader of like the superhero force, Donnie is his sidekick and he made Raph the damsel in distress out of spite.

But he's a pretty good artist. And I feel like he would be good at music too. Like he has an old keyboard in his room he likes to just mess around with. Nothing too fancy but sometimes he'll just play little jingles on it. Or 90% of the time it's him mashing the sound effects.

But april also plays piano and when she's there she'll show him a few little songs like she taught him heart and soul and they'll play that together.

Mikey is a couch hog if you sit beside him he is gonna put his feet on you. Like he'll be laying on the couch and he'll move his feet so someone can sit and then he'll put them right back down on top of them. And you can shove him off but he'll just stick them right back. Him and Raph go through this cycle every time they sit together.

Mikey collects human accessories like he's got a bunch of hats and sunglasses and necklaces. I feel like he would like to accessorize.

Mikey has a highlighter orange beach shirt with flamingos and palm trees and he's obsessed.

Also he has one of those tacky ab aprons he refuses to get rid of.

#tmnt #tmnt headcanons #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt michelangelo #I'm gonna do one of these for each I have a lot of thoughts #I love Mikey he's so fun #I want to watch reality tv shows with him #I want his opinion on the new love is blind season #I feel like it would be weirdly insightful #tmnt 2003 headcanons

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looseratinthegarage · 2 years

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Hiya! I'm happy to hear you have a burst of energy! Its nice to feel energized! Well about an ask. How about the slashers (like any slashers you want but also i would like to see freddy) reacting to an S/O who obsesses over halloween, like is really festive, so they decorate and tries to get them to join in on the readers traditions?

S/o addicted to Halloween

Yeah I was surprised at the sudden burst haha! It feels wonderful, I’ve gotten so much done today! This ask was rly fun tyyy

I got u boo 😘 I put Freddy first

Freddy

•Oh fuck ya. He is very happy with this. Though he’s not known for liking Halloween, he’s all about the spooky season.

•He’s a bit lazy but will help you decorate a little bit. His favorite thing to set up is the window stickers, like, the blood hand kinda stuff?

•He’s down to watch scary movies with you. He loves when you get scared hehehe

•carving pumpkins is fun with him, also incredibly messy. Dude is great at carving, will either make you or something dumb as shit- like a cock or something

•he’ll bake with you, well kinda, he doesn’t really like baking so he’ll sit in the kitchen and watch you. He’ll be making jokes or just talking with you. If you ask him to help you put it in the oven, you’ll get a dirty look. I wonder why… oop- 👀

Michael Rz

•Do I really have to say how he feels about this? Well if I must, he’s happy. He likes that time of year too.

•Carving pumpkinnns! Carves how he perceives his voices aka a scary ass monster face, a pumpkin…?, candy corn, stab wound- he’ll just stab it and be done.

•he’ll be happy to decorate with you. He likes to lift you up so you can hang this up or grab something you need. It makes him feel fuzzy inside to hold you in his arms, he likes it.

•will watch scary movies with you, he really doesn’t get scared, doesn’t even react to a jump scare. But he likes when you cling to him. Also movie snacks! Candy, popcorn, baked goods, you name it!

•Can’t cook nor bake. You are on your own. But like Freddy he will keep you company. Just watch out, he will snatch treats quicker then you can stop him.

•I believe Michaels favorite candy is candy corn just to spite everyone.

Jason

•Oh? Your version of spooky is so cute! Little bats and pumpkins? Aaaahhhhhhh

•It's gonna take a lot of convincing to watch scary movies. He gets scared easily. But he’d like to do other things with you!

•Jason is all about baking. He’s got a huge cookbook filled with his mom's recipes. You two are practically synchronized. He passes you one thing, you take it seamlessly.

•You want to decorate the cabin? Oki doki! He’ll do the high up stuff and you can do the- the more y/n leveled stuff.

•He used to carve pumpkins as a kid with his mom! He’ll make animals or flowers! A heart! The possibilities are endless.

Thomas

•The Hewitts are no stranger to Halloween. But they call it something a little different… All-Hallows Eve is a fun time in the household, if they’re having a good year that is.

•They decorate a little bit. They have set aside decorations, they never make more, it’s wasteful in their eyes. But if you want to make some decorations, Thomas and Luda Mae will bend the rules a little. You’ll get shit from Hoyt tho

•If it’s a good year, bakings a hell yes. Luda has a bunch of yummy passed down recipes.

•It’s kinda heart to carve pumpkins when there’s no pumpkins…. But if they find some you definitely can carve ‘em! Thomas will carve pigs or cows, a flower maybe, or the Hewitt name. Just give the guts to Luda Mae, she’ll make something yummy out of it.

•They- they don’t have a tv. Soooo….. unless you bring one you ain’t gonna be able to watch anything. Thomas is fine watching scary movies with you. It’s not his favorite thing to do, but if you want to he’s down. It kinda puts him in that killing headstate, he’s obviously not going to do anything, he just gets stressed.

Bubba

•Nubbins is a big fan, Drayton hates it, and Bubba gets terrified.

•Like the Hewitts they are very poor, they’re not able to go crazy on decorations, but they have some cool stuff. Their house already looks decorated, with all the bones and stuff.

•They can probably bake! You wouldn’t believe this, but grandpa was quite the baker in his prime, and of course as well as a legend at the meat plant.

•They sometimes get pumpkins so it’s a maybe! Bubba will carve his pet chicken 💗

Yautja

•What are you talking about? A holiday…. Dedicated…. To being scary? Ha! Humans are not scary- WTF IS THAT!- oh it’s a costume…. My bad….

•he’ll question every tradition annoyingly.

•Movies do not scare him, he genuinely laughs most of the time. He’s not trying to be a dick, yautja humor I guess

•Sure he’ll make some sweet food with you! He’ll probably never admit it, but he loves human food. Yautja cuisine is purely to give the body what it needs, nothing more, nothing less. They don’t have any sweet things for the most part. So he loves when you make him unhealthy treats!

•Stab the pumpkin? Why? That’s wasteful. This is why your planet is going to shit- so not the biggest fan of ‘stabbing’ pumpkins. But he’ll humor you like a good mate.

•Why are there small slices of wood on my ship's walls- What purpose do the little paper bats serve? For decoration…. *sigh* okay. The only time he will help you is if your persistent and threaten to do something stupid/dangerous.

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writingfool001 · 2 years

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Hiyah! Could I request headcanons for Leona and Trey and Jamil (seperately ofc) with a female s/o who is great at making Japanese food and snacks and shares them with everyone including their families?

Fem! S/O makes Japanese food and sweets

Author's Note: Everyone can be in the kitchen, not only women. If you think women only belong in the kitchen, then go away!

Pairing: Leona, Trey, & Jamil x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Female Reader

Leona

At first, he would be napping then get woken up by you to try something you made.

He would say that he's losing sleep because of you, but we know the truth.

One day while at Savanaclaw, you borrowed the kitchen and Leona was napping in his room. You were cooking up a storm as Jack came back from his workout and you offered to cook something since he was curious about your cooking.

Leona woke up to a savory aroma and followed it all the way to the kitchen to see Jack eating your food as you listened to what he had say about it.

The audacity of your friend/his underclassmen

He strolled over and rested his chin on your shoulder then opened his mouth, indicating to feed him.

You gave him some, but after that, Leona would hang around you more if you cooked and would buy you some ingredients or cookbooks you wanted.

He would taste test your food and tell you if anything was wrong with it.

Teases you that if he dies, it's on your hands.

He took you home and found you spending your time in the library as well as kitchen, experimenting or researching new flavors to use in your craft.

Its safe to say that Cheka enjoyed your food to the point he would always ask Leona if you made anymore yummy food whenever he sees him either when at the palace or visiting Leona at NRC.

Trey

The Cooking Duo

Trey would probably ask for your help when he tries to make Japanese sweets.

Totally just for the assistance, not to spend time with you.

Anyway, you two would spend time together in the kitchen, even fi you're cooking food while he makes sweet.

He would taste test in the exchange of you doing the same of his sweets.

Will give you detailed analysis about everything but will also give you simple feedback just to spite you.

You both do this to each other.

During break, he took some of your food home and within the week, he texted that your invited over during break if you weren't busy which you weren't.

when you asked him what suddenly brought this, he told you that his family ate the containers full of your food and were wanting to meet you.

You showed up to the house and was welcomed by a bunch of Trey's younger siblings. His parents told you that they wanted to sell your sweets as a holidays time treat in exchange that they'd pay you.

Agreeing, you help around the bakery and get to hear about how Trye was when he was younger from both parents and customers who've been around for a while.

Trey and you hardly had a moment by yourself without his family spying on you two.

Covered in flour at times? Yes.

When you leave, his siblings are holding onto you, not wanting you to leave.

Jamil

Another one where you two would probably have cooking dates.

Would be straight forward with you if you ask him to taste test your food.

You both you exchange lunches with each other for the other to have a taste of what you both made.

Safe to say, Kalim and Najma were fans of your cooking if you sent any home with him. He has to hide it from Najma, espcially if he brings some home.

Would suggest different flavors to use in your recipes.

Just don't give him anything date flavored.

Enjoys when you make curry and rice for him to eat.

I could see him refusing to share if someone asked to try your food from the lunch you made him.

When the Training camp is over, he is immediately happy when he realizes he can eat your food again without Vil breathing down his neck.

#twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #trey x reader #trey clover #trey clover x reader #jamil viper x reader #jamil x reader #jamil viper #leona kingscholar x reader

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itgirlgyu · 9 months

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CUPID'S QUERIES. stray kids, hyung line.

synopsis, what would you answer if cupid asked you what love was?

pairing : librarian! reader x chan, lee know x reader, dance teacher! reader x changbin, and single mom! reader x hyunjin.

genre: fluff. warning: none. wc: 3k+

cupid queries innocently, "WHAT IS LOVE?"

"spending time together." the answer died down in chan's answer when you scoured him with doubt from top to bottom, investigating the means of his arrival on your own despite already asking the question.

"to read a book," chan spun around with a pseud fascination added to his honeyd tone, with an awkward turn of his heel, and finally walking back to your desk where you were supposed to volunteer for four more hours for the day.

you quirked up an accusatory eyebrow.

"ive never even seen you pick up a book."

"im still a student you know-"

"what is your deal," you rested your elbows on the wooden desk, your eyes narrowed with suspicion, drawing your upper body towards the accused, "mr. bang?"

chan remained silent but instead his dimples made the ruling statement, allowing you to freely decide that he had indeed come with no good intentions; and certainly not to read.

"I honestly came here to read!" chan exclaimed, his whiny tone gradually calming down as you widened his eyes notifying him about the establishment you both were standing in. chan glanced all over him to see if anyone had been glaring at him, and only continued after shooting an apologetic smile at the elderly man going through a magazine.

chan placed his palm on the table and leaned forward—his face coming too closer to yours before you leaned away, "i came here to read-"

chan eyes had been desperately looking around for concrete reasoning knowing your tendency to question everything and kept his eyes on the kiosk beside the desk showcasing all the books that had been launched that week. so whilst chan was battling you in the war of reticent lashes, he extended his hand and grabbed a book from there and placed it before his eyes.

"a cook book?" you dead panned. bang chan moved his head to nod before he processed what you had just said—turning the book around to see a friendly looking woman in a chef's hat posing with a spatula on the cover —before meeting your eyes again. you were struggling to keep your quivering lips in check, as it begged to curl upwards in a hearty grin catching your best friend in the act. chan looked like a deer caught in the headlights. his head staggering in a broken up and down motion as he tried to come up with a credible excuse in spite of the fact that bang chan absolutely detested cooking.

"ye-yes!"

"really?" you questioned. the melodious lull meticulously morphing into a trap that you intended to set out to catch him in his web of lies, "what are you trying to make?"

chan's pupils widened for a minuscule moment before blinking a few times to get a hold of his composure and opened up the book with a confident flip of his fingers, acting as though he is well aware of the dish that he wanted to show you despite his sparkly eyes flitted around to avoid your accusatory gaze.

you placed your chin on the end of your palm—minutes melting away, and the agitation in chan's actions gradually making it's unwanted vacillation known, before admitting his defeat and holding up a random page out of the cookbook to you.

it was your turn to widen your eyes as your eyes raked through the page with the image printed in front of it. narrowed gaze scanning top to bottom once more before you cocked your eyes to look at chan.

"a carrot cake?"

"a carrot cake?" you inquired, closing the cooking book. your eyebrows bunched together in confusion as you raised your chin to look over minho's shoulder to assess the ingredients once more.

flour, milk, eggs, grated carrot—your boyfriend truly is preparing to bake a carrot cake but the question still hangs in the air with the air of mystification. as far as you knew your lover, he had not been fond of carrots—you had asked that sheepishly on your third "date" considering he resembled a rabbit out of puerile curiosity, and for the first time you had seen him crack a laugh that wasn't stained in scorn— and baking? he had no interest in baking either as far as you had gotten to know him.

minho hummed as he mixed in the dry ingredients with deft hands. the sleeves proficiently rolled upwards for an easier work experience but to you it served another purpose; something you would not admit to minho even if he tried to threaten it out of you. treacherous eyes taking in the way his veins moved in its own rhythm displaying a rather different, and vivid form of entertainment for you. you certainly weren't complaining about this new found hobby of your boyfriend anytime soon if this is the kind of show you were promised to get each time.

"didn't know my hands could feel so naked." minho sighed, with a hint of teasing tucked away in his playful sing-song tone. you fumbled backwards, not expecting him to comment so bravely about your lewd gaze and his laugh started booming through the expanse of your kitchen.

"i was not staring at your hands." you lied with certainty in your voice—one octave higher than your normal pitch, as you busied yourself by opening the fridge and sticking your head in it to feign some work. it worked great for hiding your face in shame, as well as tending to the redness from the embarrassment of being caught red handed.

"sure babe," you turned around with a bottle of water in hand to swing at him with the makeshift weapon in your hand but calmed yourself down and walked in front of him to face him over the counter.

"why are you making the carrot cake?" you questioned once again. cheeks puffed out, and your pupils followed every little fluttery movement of the man in front of you as he paid no attention to you—immersed in the meticulous art of baking. you stood patiently, knowing he'd reply to you once he has done whatever he has in his hands, which was cracking four eggs in a separate bowl with no egg shells—a very attention demanding task indeed.

minho's honey brown eyes at last gazed upon you, and a smile melted on his supple lips at the appearance of your disheveled naivety, a strange feeling bit into his heart as he looked at you with nothing but adoration swimming in his eyes.

"because i love you."

"hm?" you scrunched up your nose, and tilted your head waiting for him to finish his reasoning, "and i want you to live long."

minho held up the grated carrot cake to your height, "i know how much you love cake—but eating them daily is not that healthy from what i've heard." with his eyes rolled back in fake annoyance and his hands fanning away from his face as if that is just the news of the gossip mill.

"but we can't take a chance now can we?" he asked. your vision was already hindered from the way the apple of your cheeks rose up and you shook your head—agreeing with him.

minho's face lit up in a hundred bulbs of light when he saw your answer and raised his hand for you high five," and that's why we give carrots a chance!" you shook your head vehemently, agreeing with him once more, even though the idea of carrot cake was not that pleasant to you. but your heart was soaring high at the gesture of your boyfriend, and you felt the love meter you had set up for him ringing higher and higher until it bursted you and couldn't stop yourself from lunging at him over the counter top.

minho's pretty laughter filled your ears as he attempted to scare you away with the spatula with the cake batter on it, but you persisted, and even tried to climb on top of the counter. minho closed his eyes as he tried to stop himself from guffawing at your lame attempts of climbing on top and potentially breaking almost all of the ingredients set up on the table.

"you can't scare me away!" you announced gleefully.

"you can't scare me away!" changbin exclaimed, with chest pushed out to appear visually larger than he was. a quick survival he had learned from his adolescence of watching the animal tv but stepped back soon enough when he noticed your nose flaring—a tried, and tested indication of your simmering rage.

you rolled your eyes and stopped pressing the pause button on the remote, halting the steady stream of tango music coming from the blaring speakers set up around your studio—which you had opened up for changbin on one of your off days.

"no one is trying to scare you off!" you chided the younger man—your eyes boring into his agitated ones as you stepped closer in an attempt to make him feel more comfortable rather than scaring him away, " i know this is new territory for you, and i'm sure you really want to win this competition!"

'which is a long shot,' but you bit your tongue on it whilst softening up your gaze even more to relay sympathy to the man before you who—for a better lack of words—was a noob in the field of tango.

" i just want to win," changbin sighed while walking backwards and sliding downwards on the wall. you purse your lips and nodded; a part of you was amazed that he still decided to use the word "win" after the amazing week of class you had done with him, but perhaps you could learn to enjoy an optimistic viewpoint of life from changbin.

"let's unpack that first—" you began, slumping yourself down next to the dejected boy. perhaps a bit too close for him considering he had started to squirm the moment when your warmth radiated onto him, "why do you want to enter this competition? you don't look like you're awfully in love with this dance form either."

changbin winced at the honesty in your tone; if there was something he had successfully gotten into his head from spending three hours with you for a week straight—it had been the fact you were honest to a fault, along with the tell tales of him pushing you a tad bit further than usual. honing a saccharine smile on your face, you wielded the sharp arrow of candor. also the fact you were an apteral angel, with grace spinning from your fingertips to the sole of your feet as you pranced around the building with an agility he had not been able to wrap around his brain yet.

perhaps changbin should adopt the virtue of honesty from you, but the rapid beating of his heart convinced him otherwise. how could he tell you were the reason for him fumbling around the dance floor like a ridiculous freak unable to concentrate on a single move? how could he communicate? the only reason he had decided to even participate in this little competition was because you had handed him the flier with your billion watt smile on a busy subway, and before you knew he was signing up for the class under your tutelage. now if he had thought about it, it was a pretty feasible scam.

changbin scratched his head, coming back to the reality he was forced to participate in the reality he very wanted to escape from, "i just want to try something new?"

it was a lie, he wanted you to notice him.

you sat up in a squatting position, head lolling the side with your palm rested on your cheek. eyes narrowed as you tried to find any semblance of honesty in his sentence, obliviously becoming the cause for changbin's body to heat up like an overworked engine.

"you have some other motive don't you?" you sharply pointed out. there was no malice hidden behind your somber words—not even a drop of disgust. changbin's eyes widened in surprise as his brain scrambled, then short circuited before ultimately diffused in a pathetic attempt to save himself some face before she spilled all the beans of his borderline stalker-ish behavior; although he does not really know if he was fully at fault since you had handed him flier and ardently told him to check the studio out if he had the time.

"i-" changbin stammered.

"i-" hyunjin was befuddled.

standing before him was a man about three inches tall and the brightest, biggest brown eyes he had seen and a little frown etched on his wet, pink lips—a toddler. an adorable little boy who peered at him with his hopeful eyes as if they were hesitating him to ask something very, very important.

"um-" hyunjin shook his head to clear his head and stopped his brain from melting in the presence of a child and jumping into overwhelming conclusions, "are you looking for something?" he questioned.

the little boy nodded slightly. the jutted bottom lip shook ever so slightly as he opened his mouth to answer hyunjin to instinctively lean downwards to hear him better.

"have you seen my mommy?" the kid's voice was soft—mangled into a timber that altered hyunjin so that he could break into a fit of tears anytime soon, along with a heartbreaking pang of fear in his tiny little heart. hyunjin shot back up—the swift movement allowing his bones to pop in revolting manner—snapping his neck from the left to right to catch a glimpse of any disheveled woman around him.

it was a big park and hyunjin had been hanging around the lake when the toddler approached him with hyunjin's biggest fear—well one of them.

"do you know where you came from?" hyunjin asked gently.

the toddler nodded and pointed at a vague distance littered with a few couples having a picnic. there were now some stray tears in the boy's doe eyes, and plump cheeks that had started to redden within moments as the fear began to fester on his little body urging hyunjin to sooth the boy.

"its okay," hyunjin ran his thumb across his chubby cheek now freckled with small pearl, ans wiping them away making hyunjin's heart coo at the pitiful image, "we will find your mommy."

the boy sniffled and jutted his trembling chin upward, as though to look at him up and down brooding whether he should trust the words of the lanky stranger, and finally spoke with soft, slurred words, "you promise?"

with one of his cheeks raised, and a warm smile painted across his lips, hyunjin gives the a bit a hearty nod to appeal his determination, "your mom must be looking for you crazily come let's find her!" he announced excitedly, throwing his open palm for the kid to put his hands on his.

"how does your mom look?"

"pretty." the kid sniffled.

"ah—of course your mom is pretty," hyunjin closed his mouth, nodding to himself, keeping his eyes out to look at any woman looking for someone. of course that's the kind of answer he would be getting from a child of that age, it was honestly on him to even ask those type of questions, thus he decided to take a different approach, "what's the color of the dress she was wearing?"

"orange."

"orange is easy to spot." hyunjin muttered underneath his breath. squinted eyes underneath the harsh sun rays, shielded by a makeshift shade with his free palm, "what's your name?"

"jaewon," hyunjin took small steps while craning his neck all around the park, looking for the woman in orange, "jaewon's mom?!" his voice cracked.

some heads did turn towards him but no one really had a very visceral reaction at the war call—albeit it didn't sound that loud.. hyunjin should have warmed up before yelling, but jaewon yelling for his mom was working wonders to boost his morale and increasing the determination to find the kid's mother.

"JAEWON'S MOTHER!!!"

"JAEWON?!"

hyunjin couldn't tell whether it was a piece of a sun that had broken off and was now chasing him, or the all his misdeeds metamorphosing into fireball and coming to annihilate him, but before he could even register what had happened, jaewon was whisked into the arms of a woman wearing orange clothes—which has to be his mom—now fallen on the ground squeezing the small mass of the toddler into her embrace. a wave of relief washed over hyunjins chest as he watched the reunion between mother and son, although he was yet to catch a glimpse of the woman, for some intractable reason he really wanted to take a look at her.

strands of summery brown webbing on her arms, the sweat acting as evidence of the frenzy the woman had gone through for the little while her son was away from her—hyunjin's stomach sunk once again as noticed the woman shaking slightly, now cradling her crying child in her arms before picking him and finally looking at hyunjin.

hyunjin's pupil dilated once he drank in the appearance of the woman before him—a foreboding etching of something forbidden concocting at the pit of his stomach as he stood there, as did the time. the sweltering summer breeze freezing over bestowing him with a few more moments to gaze upon the most beautiful woman he had seen.

jaewon's statement remained correct.

"thank you so much for taking care of him and helping him find me, I really don't know how I can show my gratitude." you were huffing, the sweat dripping from the seraphic space between your eyebrows to the gentle slope of your nose—tinged slightly rosy.

hyunjin snapped out of his daze, shaking his head immediately to ease you," its okay, im just glad that we found you soon enough!"

"you should hurry, your husband must be panicking as well." hyunjin added. he wasn't sure why he felt the need to mention her husband, perhaps he was hoping she'd deny the fact that she was married.

"oh it's fine i don't have a husband,"

"oh…" hyunjin's reaction was instant. the cheshire cat grin that struggled not to draw itself on his lips and across his cheeks in case he scared you off, but oh my god what a struggle it was, especially when the dark clouds that had began to menacingly circle around his head had been conquered by the bright sun smiling on top of his head. a few dozen flowers blossomed in the garden he had been tending to in his heart, attracting butterflies of so many shades.

"i am so sorry for assuming."

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So, lads, lassies and laird's, I've been watching the Fallout TV series. I'm about halfway through it. The Fallout series are video games that I like a lot - I haven't played them all, but I'm enough of a fan that I've legit made FOOD from The Official Vault-Dweller's Cookbook gifted to me by my late nephew (I was drinking homemade Nuka-Cola yesterday). The super-fans are going to wank and whine about the lore-details, but I take it as its own entry and am enjoying it so far (even though I miss the NCR). I'm actually SURPRISED that a live-action show based on video games is as good as it is. (They usually suck, this is pretty good...) Anyway, just what does this have to do with Trigun (other than both things taking place in post-apocalyptic desert settings)? Well, there is the 200+ year old guy (ghoul) with the long shot up duster which I addressed on this blog before as "Perfect wardrobe - if anyone makes a live action Trigun, pay attention to this). Cooper isn't quite the "Vash" here, though... his morals are more... Wolfwood? Left of Wolfwood? He's actually an excellent study in broken morals as he used to be a very decent guy in his pre-war life... No... it's how main character Lucy is giving me some inspiration. Lucy is the Vault-Dweller. She comes from a sealed underground Vault that her ancestors fled into to escape the bombs. The Vaults, however, were never meant to save anyone. Lucy's Vault currently has a population-problem (everyone's getting incesty), it's connected to two other Vaults and there's a trade-thing going on, including for breeding, but there's definitely something weirder going on that the series is unfolding... And everyone in her Vault is super-idealistic. They're all peaceful people who live by peaceful ways and they have an agriculture-area (NOT AT ALL unlike the Geoplant-room / recreation room of a SEEDS ship!) that is set up to simulate Nebraska. So when Lucy goes out into the outside world in her quest to find her kidnapped father (is stuff that happens in episode 1 really a spoiler???) she's just very... trying to do things peacefully and with good morals in this... wrecked and horrible world. She cites The Golden Rule a lot. But then... she gets quickly and progressively "grittified." She has to do some awful things to survive and carry out her quest, although she actually sticks to her moral code. (So far, I've only seen her directly kill once, in self-defence, and it is arguable that the subject was in the realm of not-human-anymore and death-was-a-mercy) and she was shocked by it. And immediately after, she did a kindness to someone who betrayed her simply because she decided that she was not going to let the world change her. "I will never become you." Reminded me of Vash a bit - Born in a sealed metal spaceship with artificial environs, not unlike a Vault (save that SEEDS was actually meant to save Humanity, not experiment on it, not that...um...experiments didn't happen *tugs collar*). The SEEDS folk that we meet (Rem, Luida, Brad) seem to come from an optimistic, idealistic perspective in contrast to the survival-world of the desert planet. Instead of a world to colonise / recolonise according to a peaceful plan sold to their ancestors, it's a dog-eat-dog nasty world where murder is common. And yet, Vash sticks to his guns and keeps to ideals and doesn't let him change him for the worse by his own hard-won decision, in spite of absolutely everything. This, of course, also has me thinking of my WIP fanfic in which Rem survives and what I was doing in direction in that with her and continued survival having to face a post-Fall world and no longer being a pedestal-figure for Vash, but having to be a real person and surprising him and gaining grit (in a strictly in-character way). So, of course the story of this TV series, being what it is, is jogging my brain.

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigun stampede #fallout #fallout tv series #trigun fanfiction #fanfiction inspiration #one man and a crate of puppets

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andiv3r · 3 months

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My favorite posts, or ones I think are important for some reason;

Can I set them on fire?

We shall remain in the cave

Intersex!

Transmasc lesbians

I like this guy

Washshh

Spite Cookbook

Their Pronouns Are He/Him

Malcontented Slash Smad

ADHD Is A Disability

We are NOT in the same boat

Passport Photo

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felassan · 7 months

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just some thoughts (and things that stood out to me) on the latest batch of Dragon Age official cookbook preview pages (first batch, thoughts on those), under a cut in case anyone would rather not see cookbook spoilers :) -

thoughts:

it's neat to see some veggie recipes in there

I was hoping that the cookbook would contain recipes from across Thedas, from different nations and groups/factions, not just a few. and in the preview pages you can see recipes/food from Antiva, Rivain, Seheron, Nevarra, Anderfels, the Dalish, the dwarves, Tevinter, the Avvar, Chasind, etc, which is neat.

in my post on the first lot of preview pages, I said that the thing I'm most excited about about the cookbook is the new snippets of lore scattered throughout, and it looks like this theme continues. for example, I don't recall knowing this factoid before about Nevarran cultural approach to food/cuisine: "For Nevarrans, food is as much a feast for the eyes as for the mouth"

it's nice to see references to different characters from all three main games in the book, such as Sera, Alistair, Fenris, and Merrill.

in my post on the first lot of preview pages, I wondered if the recipes were written/compiled by one person, someone who was like Thedas' culinary world's answer to Genitivi. and I feel like this isn't too far off the case. Genitivi travelled all throughout Thedas gathering lore and information and writing about what he saw. in the Introduction page of the cookbook, we learn that the book author Devon set out to travel all across Thedas to sample and study the foods of the world, and they have now written this book and compiled these recipes based on their journeys and experiences.

I've made nettle soup irl from nettles that I foraged myself, so I'm excited to try making it again using the recipe from this book ◕‿◕

I searched bits of yet otherrr preview pages of the cookbook that are available elsewhere, and in these pages+those pages at least, I can see no mention so far of Serault/Seraultine food q.q but like I said, that wish is extremely niche to me as a person LOL so that's ok hh

Some other things:

First, we have 2 new mentions of Solas, beyond the egg joke from the first batch of preview pages. I have transcribed them here:

Mention 1) - "[...] brought on by the changing of the seasons, but they also ensure that long journeys away from home are possible. Imagine how difficult it would be for Dalish hunters to bring back meat the clan is depending on if they have to be back for supper every night - or, worse, hunt on an empty stomach! This spiced jerky ensures that all Dalish hunters are well provisioned whenever they set out on a hunt so that no one, either the hunter or the clan at home, must go hungry. I do wonder, given how well this food keeps, whether it's used in offerings made by certain Dalish elves to Fen'Harel. Although his shrines are usually located well outside of Dalish camps, I can't imagine that leaving behind food that'll readily spoil is good practice, especially if the prevailing opinion about these shrines is to avoid them. Besides, he is the Dread Wolf. If any god would enjoy a good piece of jerky, it should be him!" [text seems to accompany Spiced Jerky recipe]

I thought this one was especially interesting given the reference to "certain Dalish elves" making offerings to Fen'Harel. 👁️ (jerky food treats for dogs is a thing tho hhh) It would be fun if this was a reference to the "Fen'Harel cultists"/Agents of Fen'Harel and their activities (not literal offerings perhaps but 'offerings' 🤔 supply network?). or just as interestingly, we know that "In the past, however, it is said that the Dread Wolf was called upon by elves for aid and advice in various matters, but always with a price. In spite of this, offerings of thanks were often given for Fen'Harel's help as he did follow through on promises of aid, if in an unorthodox manner. Since the fall of Arlathan, however, this practice has understandably fallen out of favor as a rule", and we also know that "Furthermore, some Dalish elves still erect shrines to him and make offerings; perhaps as a form of appeasement, but still a sign that the fearful wariness in which the Dread Wolf is held by modern-day elves is not absolute" [from Offering to the Dread Wolf in Landmarks on the Plains]. this reminds me of the other elves in other places which "yet linger" (Solas/Abelas conversation).

Mention 2) - "Hearth Cakes. Some lovely comfort food, courtesy of the Dalish. These cakes are traditionally made over the hearth on an iron griddle or skillet (hence the name). While the original recipe calls for halla butter, I've found that other types of butter work just as well. The resulting dough stays moist on the inside, but crisp and flaky on the outside. In other words: perfect. Although hearth cakes can be made plain, I recommend adding some dried fruit into the mix. Cranberries, raisins and currants all work. I believe the Dalish simply use whatever is on hand. Of course, if you're feeling a bit mischievous, you could mix in some hot peppers instead. Just be prepared to be cursed as loudly and vehemently as Fen'Harel, the Lord of Tricksters himself!" [text seems to accompany Hearth Cakes recipe]

Also -

there are at least two mentions of sus unidentified/mystery meat hhh

the 'canon worldstate' that the cookbook is set in is in a time period after the new Divine is crowned in DA:I (so it's likely been penned in-world post-DA:I. before or after Trespasser I wonder?). in the cookbook worldstate also, the Divine's identity is given as Cassandra, the monarch of Ferelden is given as Alistair, Hawke's personality is given as Diplomatic, and they must have been a warrior or rogue, because this world's Varric met Bethany, so Carver would have died in the DAII prologue. is this the 'default' worldstate BioWare will use for DA:D in the case of no import/Keep-setup of choices? also, the Inquisition and the Inquisitor seem to be mentioned in the present tense.

in the photo for Rivaini couscous, one of the props is the Alistair pendant and letter item from the Gear Store (20% off discount code if you want one can be found here). is there meaning in this, is it random/aesthetic dressing for the photo setup, or is it simply merch placement/promo?

the in-world writer of the book, Devon, seems to be a hero fan, of the 3 main PCs and their companions 🥺 going by the way they write about them and how they partially inspired their food quest and how they know trivia about them. which I just think is so cute. and this leads to the next point which is simply

❗ Hero of Ferelden, Champion of Kirkwall and Inquisitor mentions

I'm also 🥺 over how Devon seems to have been the child of the chef/cook and/or the kitchen boy, girl or child at Castle Cousland. little things like this make the world feel more alive and the call back is nice. it also makes me wonder how old Devon was during the time when Duncan was recruiting the HoF, if they were born by then at all.

the recipes also seem to span our time through the series. for example, "Cacio e pepe" I think was first mentioned in Tevinter Nights. meanwhile, Chasind Sack Mead was a gift item all the way back in DA:O.

the map in the background of page 8 looks like it's the one from Tevinter Nights.

there's a recipe for Hearth Cakes in World of Thedas. we can see from the contents page of the cookbook that there is a recipe for Hearth Cakes in the new cookbook too. Sera's Yummy Corn, for instance, also appears in both. I wonder how much overlap there is between the food section in WoT and the new cookbook? are they straight copy-pastes of that content, or new versions/Devon's take [etc] of these foods? hopefully the latter ^^ from the 'yet other bits of pages elsewhere' that I've seen, it looks like the latter i.e. not copy-pastes of WoT, but without the full book to compare side by side with WoT it's a bit hard to tell.

characters mentioned in the book, from what I can see (there may be more): Alistair, Morrigan, Leliana, Loghain, Sten, Zevran, the HoF's mabari (I love that they didn't forget Dog hh), Anders, Bethany, Fenris, Merrill, Isabela, Varric, Sebastian, Cassandra, Iron Bull, the Chargers, Sera, Cole, Vivienne, Dorian, Solas, Cullen, Josephine, Krem, plus the 3 main PCs ofc.

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deanwax · 7 months

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Find the Word tag

Cheers for the tag, @mjjune!

casual tag 2 @ahordeofwasps @chauceryfairytales @eeefhan @enne-uni and @starbuds-and-rosedust

your words are: dress, red, book, even and odd

Your words are: darkness, paint, cup, watch and forgive

darkness

I breathe deeply through my nose, letting my head relax against the stone and staring at the darkness in the direction of the ceiling. I don't bother wasting energy in a fruitless struggle. It is more important to get my emotions under control. Rage and bitterness won't serve me well here. Spite won't solve my present problems - it's far more likely to betray my secrets and make it so much worse. Because it would be one of the sweetest feelings imaginable to tell Rupert how his beloved Master died. Deadly sweet, I expect. No: best to imagine myself as a man who does not despise the Butler with every fibre of my being, nor fear him. A stranger in my own body.

paint

I can respect the craft but it is an act of endurance to tolerate the skin-crawling sensation of wet liquid snaking over my skin in organic lines, making a wide berth around my left eye, a circle on my cheek, above my eye ridge, crossing over my lips. Small, short lines between them. He even paints on top of the stubble of my hair. Looking at my reflection, I see that he has covered my head in simple outlines of eyes, varying in all manner of angles and sizes. If this is what an angel is, it is just as unsettling as the demon. Perhaps the roles truly aren’t so different.

cup

Smiling, Rigo sets aside the coffee cup (still undrunk) and thumbs open the cookbook to an earmarked page. "'Italian Breasts in the Sunshine'," he translates. "Sculpted from almond paste and topped with a strawberry, then sprinkled with fresh black pepper."

watch

There are sounds and smells here that I have never encountered and yet I feel a strange sense of familiarity; a déjà vu here in the grime that is so very different from the sheltered white manors tucked away in the countryside. And it is strange that I could feel such a thing here in this back alley, where the walls run tall into the sky and the air is laced with the background screech of sirens and the shouts of men and women; car tires. I watch Thierry’s movements with perfect focus as he slips out of the car seat and into the silk lining of a suit jacket, combing his crimson hair back with a comb, leering out at the empty street before him as though he sees something that we do not. That I do not.

forgive

Shins gives me a faint smile, reaching out to stroke my cheek with the pad of his thumb. He shifts forward and kisses me gently on the lips like a promise of his own. There's a certain chastity to it, perhaps owing to the fact that he does not have a tongue. “I can forgive your peculiarities,” I tell him. I could reach out and touch him myself, I suppose, but it’s not my inclination. My words, the fact that I allow him to touch me in this way, is enough. It is significant. My lips quirk in a smile. “After all, I have plenty of my own.”

#tag games #writeblr #writing #deanwaxwrites #aure

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chibitantei · 3 months

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In spite of the others begging her to join a group session, Naoto declined because she knew very well how abysmal their cookbook comprehension was. How did they manage to mess up so badly that Nanako gifted Narukami a Slime chocolate?

Sometimes, she couldn’t help but wonder if she died years ago, and that her brain had been toying with her as her consciousness was slowly deteriorating. It seemed like something it would do. Give her some maddening puzzle to solve before she truly kicked the bucket.

“No, they’re simply morons,” she reassured herself.

But was it really?

#IC: Naoto Reports #(just normal things to think about)

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trickster-shi · 3 months

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I have no idea how I found this song and I’ve never listened to anything else by this band, but hoo boy, is this song a riot, a call out, and a comfort to listen to. The whole mix of spiteful cheerfulness, instructions, and well-intentioned ass kicking is hilarious and helpful. I haven’t looked up anything about the song or the album, but it feels like a loving message from a friend when I’m struggling with both my depression and ADHD. Listening to it a couple of times in a row really does raise up my motivation to get up and get some shit done, one foot in front of the other, step by step.

And I definitely needed it this morning. Went to bed last night exhausted and not looking forward to today, since the washer decided to say fuck everything and spewed water everywhere, backing up the sink, and made it so I couldn’t go to work because all my work clothes and all my bathroom towels and rags were in there. Like, thankfully I have a really old bra that never made it to the trash, so I have that today.

I also did not want to do the cleaning speed run I needed to do this morning since maintenance is coming to look at it, but I got up and did it. And the house isn’t perfect but it smells better and it’s warm enough that when they get everything fixed and I can get my laundry done I can take a shower and not feel like I’m freezing in the arctic when I get out of it.

But yeah. This is a song I found and keep around to listen to when I need it, and I needed it today. Maybe it’ll help you, too, if you need a laugh and a kick in the butt.

#music rec monday #good morning sunshine by the narcissist cookbook #Spotify

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gallavich-headcanon · 1 year

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heyhey~ i have to warn you, the more comfortable i get the more messages youll get from me hdbxh

im in a restaurant right now and just had this idea appear out of nowhere and would like your opinion of it, namely:

gallavich cookbook, incl:

chef/book author mickey

food photographer ian

meet ugly (im not super set on any particular meeting, any thoughts?)

slow burn

both immediate sexual tension and unbearable awkwardness

having to work together for months because mickey refuses to rush any recipe and insists on ian taking pictures in a chronological order (meaning once mickey comes up and perfects recipes ian has to get to his kithen/apartment to take the pictures of the process and final dish)

at some point ian catches himself taking more pictures of mickey than the dishes and is embarassed abt it but still cant help looking them over once hes alone

obligatory canon compliant: ian falls first mickey falls harder

thoughts? uwu

OH I LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING!

I am a sucker for meet uglies in general but with I&M it's truly chef's kiss. What do you think about bumping into each other in the supermarket before the works together? Ian is staring at the organic tomatoes (as he does) it give him inspiration, okay? and Mickey wants him the move out of his way, because Mickey has finally found inspiration for the dish he wants to make and it would make perfect sense in his new book- why won't this giant carrot cake MOVE already? so yeah he snaps at the stranger in front of the tomatoes.

Oh, slow burn, my beloved. Working with each other for weeks, waiting for Mickey to come up with the recipes, reshooting them again and again because they are both crazy and need it to be perfect.

Maybe at the beginning Mickey wont let Ian taste his food, even after the shoot is done? pure out of spite?

at some point ian catches himself taking more pictures of mickey than the dishes -> Yesss. It's kind of embarrassing when he shows a colleague some of his work and accidently comes across the Mickey folder.

What if one night Mickey is making this dish that has to bake for like 4 hours and they start in the afternoon but when it comes out, it's not what Mickey wanted. He wants to start over, but it's getting late. Ian just wants to get over with this one, so they start over. While waiting for it to bake, they drink some wine and Ian falls asleep on the couch. Mickey doesn't have the heart to wake him? I don't know where I'm going with this lol

both immediate sexual tension and unbearable awkwardness = the perfect combo.

#marstheterrible #gallavich au #photographer au #chefs au #chef mickey #shameless #ian x mickey #meet ugly #food photography #cook book #photographer ian

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frostfall-matches · 4 months

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[ matchmaking... ]

@therapy-ghost : [ match report ready ]

your match is…

✦ Gale Dekarios

Gale falls in love quickly, and he falls hard. He’s also quite forward with his advances, much more often than not. “I’m many things, but coy isn’t one of them.” He’s in-tune with his emotions, and figures out very early on that these feelings that he has for you are beginning to become much more than platonic. Gale isn’t the type to deceive himself; he knows very well what his heart desires. And yet, in spite of that, he makes a strong effort to be considerate to others, especially the person he’s grown so fond of. He gives you the time and space to figure out your own feelings, so you can decide what you make of him, and if you might be just as fond of him as he is you. He’ll give you both subtle hints as well as simple, straightforward declarations, holding back enough to let you make a decision. He hopes that you like him, too, seeing that your face lights up whenever you see him.

He is happy to have conversations with you about a whole variety of topics. Ever the academic and so well-read, Gale is always happy to revisit topics he hasn’t thought about in a while. He loves hearing your perspective on things, your experiences, and the things that you’ve picked up through the various tomes that you’ve read over the years. If you casually voice a question out of idle curiosity about something that happened to cross your mind and he happens to know the answer, he puffs up a bit in pride. If he knows about a subject that you’re unfamiliar with, he is happy to answer whatever questions you might have to the best of his ability. If he happens to have a particular book in his collection (which is hard to do when you’re on the road, but much more likely to happen after things are settled and you two are in his tower in Waterdeep), he’s happy to lend it to you.

Snuggling up together, each reading your own book, is a frequent event between the two of you. Things are quiet, a comfortable silence settling over you two, each of your minds elsewhere even though you’re both so aware of the other’s presence. There’s the occasional sound of the pages turning, perhaps even charcoal lightly scratching over paper if you happened to be sketching in place of reading that evening. Sometimes it’s a bit funny to you, Gale being so quiet for so long, but it’s just that you’re seeing a different side to him. A quiet side, one that others so rarely see, as he’s deep in his head and the words on the yellowing pages of the book in his hands. It shouldn’t come as a surprise if one of you happens to doze off during some of these moments, completely relaxed and feeling safe tucked in the other’s arms.

The two of you make a habit of cooking together. And on the rare days you don’t prepare food together, one of you is still happy to make a home cooked meal for the other. You’re so attached to your impressive collection of cookbooks, but you allow Gale to borrow them here and there (so long as he promises to take the utmost care of them). Sometimes the two of you huddle together, sifting through the pages and bookmarking recipes that you both want to try (and yes, perhaps half the pages end up marked out). There’s never a shortage of delicious food or tasty treats with you two, and the compliments you two shower the other with in regard to their cooking prowess are always numerous. Even if it might be hard for you to accept compliments sometimes, Gale is just so genuine about them that you can’t help but accept them, whether hesitantly or in stride with a bashful grin on your face.

Gale can’t help but be rather protective over you. Even if you’re able to hold your own in combat, able to take care of yourself while the group is on the road all while you’re trying to figure out this mess with the tadpoles and the Absolute, he makes it clear that he is always available to help you with anything, big or small. If you need help carrying a traveling sack heavy with supplies, he insists that he can help (even though he might end up struggling under the weight. Karlach is happy to step in and carry it for the both of you). In battle, he’s always got you in his peripherals, quick to fire off a spell when an enemy gets too close for comfort. Even though his magical abilities aren’t what they used to be before the tadpole, before the Netherese orb ate away at his magic, he’s still a powerful wizard. And the more you two fight side by side, the more experience he gains on the road with you, the more he’s able to protect you without even batting an eye.

#user matchup #exchange #bg3 #both now posted!!! i hope you enjoy!!#thank you for doing an exchange with meeee

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mdhwrites · 4 months

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Concept Pitch: A Witch and her Human Apprentice

So I'm going to be blunt that I have not given a lot of thought to this story concept but like... I recently got shown an article where Dana claimed that TOH was motivated by a not small amount of spite because a writing partner heard her pitch a show about a teenage girl learning to be a witch by an old mentor and it was called boring. With what we got... Where did that spite go because Luz actually being mentored isn't a part of it at all.

And, well, as a Ranger's Apprentice fan, both sides of this annoy me because my favorite book series literally is about a young boy getting taught a mysterious and dangerous craft by an old mentor (at least for four books). I know how compelling that can be. How you can absolutely have a story like this, overarching plot, serialization and it can be FUCKING AMAZING.

So.

A teenage girl helps her mom with the small bookshop her family owns. She loves all of the tales within its walls but above all else she loves the roleplaying and fantasy books the most. Their worlds and magic make her mind spin and buzz and she's tried making a few stories of her own. They're usually a pretty big mess so she doesn't show anyone them. Not when it's as impressive as proper novels or as practical as her mother's business skills. In fact, her love for fantasy has left her feeling like she lacks any skills in general.

One day while manning the front, she notices an older woman going through the books. She looks mysterious, new but most importantly: How did she get in here? There's only one front entrance and they keep every other method locked except for when deliveries come in and those are on Thursday. It's Tuesday. She confronts the crone and the women, realizing she's been had, runs for it. Right into a closet.

The girl catches it right before it closes and when she opens it, sees not the closet that she was expecting but instead what looks like dungeon room of some sort. She lets out both a panicked shriek and an excited shriek at the same time and accidentally lets the door close in her panic. When she opens it again, the room is gone and the closet is back.

She wonders about it, wonders if she dreamed it and even makes a small module with one of the roleplaying books at the shop about what might have happened, casting herself as a level wizard for it. She gets killed quickly by the first thing she comes across because level 1 D&D sucks and is absolutely terrifying.

But then, the crone is back. The girl gasps but no noise comes out. A muted giggle comes from the woman before the silence spell ebs and the air around them warps. "You know, I've been coming for a few months now for cookbooks but hadn't thought that Felicia would make you work mid-shift during Summer Break. That's on me."

An amicable and candid conversation later and a deal is struck: The girl won't tell her mom about the witch so she can keep trying out human recipes and in return, the witch will let the girl come learn magic from her and explore the world just on the other side of the closet.

And from there the lessons start. At least one chapter spent on the nightmare that is potions because it's both a science like cooking and also art like baking and if you mix either element wrong, you end up covered in gunk, best case scenario.

The dungeon room? Used for dangerous magic, like the portal. Magic that might need to be contained. It has lots of artifacts in it from the crone's years of exploration but it'd be best not to touch them. She doesn't even know the effect of most. Now, wanna summon a demon?

And with every stride the young girl makes, another chapter has to cover how to use it it carefully. Learn how to inscribe an artifact with magical power? Okay, here are the things you need to keep in mind, with the mentor and her going on adventures to showcase the world and how others have fucked up, like the artifact fortress that roams the lands because someone thought enchanting an entire castle and giving it legs was a GOOD idea. Or how now she knows how to make some potions but how she shouldn't try random ingredients because many of these parts come from magical creatures and that means that they can be pretty limited in supply so don't waste them and that you might actually manage to all too well bring back what it came from but now twisted as an amalgamation.

And all the while, when she's bored at work or in her room, she keeps working on her stories and her modules. She won't give the players a flying carpet, she isn't ready to handle what they might do with it, but a ring that acts as a Sonic bounce pad but only by sending whatever jumps on it a hundred feet straight up? There's things you can do with that but it's not quite as simple and presents a problem. This ancient fire demon she made pure evil? Now it's the last of its kind and the players can bargain with it or even sympathize and work with it if they want.

The magic expands how she sees the world and makes her better at using her imagination, culminating in her activating one of the artifacts and getting trapped in a puzzle box that's almost akin to a Saw trap. One wrong move, one misconsideration and it's over. Her, her mentor, and the house she's spent learning in, will all be lost if she can't be a smart player within this module.

And that's when the final twist comes: "Honey, you're fourteen years old. I know you're worried about your skills but you have a brilliant mind and a kind heart. Even if you don't think you have useful skills, you're adding to the world by just making it brighter with your joy and your passion. You don't need some grand plan. You can just be fun and happy and that's more than enough to make a life good."

The girl smiles at the old woman who has been playing D&D with her all Summer before they close up the books, return things and the old woman heads for that same closet that held the other world. But this time, the reader doesn't get to see what's behind it because whether it was real or not, learning that sort of perspective is all that really mattered.

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I do want to just reinforce that while this was effectively prompted by annoyance, this isn't meant to be spiteful at what TOH could have been. It was just fueled by the question of what I would do with the concept.

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