One time I was working as a waiter at a burger joint where the fries were tossed in salt and coriander and as I was bringing food over to the table for these two huge beefy guys one of them asks what the green stuff is so I go "it's coriander" and his friend goes very seriously "he can't have coriander" and I'm thinking shit ok maybe he's allergic and guy 1 starts pulling up his sleeve to show me something and I'm thinking shit shit shit he's probably breaking out in hives rn and it's my fault but he just shows me his arm and he has this huge cursive font tattoo that just says "I fucking hate coriander"
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love how donna is so used to the doctor chatting absolute shit he blurts out "my arms are too long" in the midst of a heartfelt conversation about her family & she just goes "yeah.. well."
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lucifer is a very particular man.
he wakes up early to enjoy the peace and quiet of the morning, the way the house of lamentation creaks wearily in the silence while his brothers sleep sounds in the their respective rooms. it's sobering. for a moment, he gets to be alone with his thoughts before the day begins.
he'll walk to the bathroom and clean himself up for the day in silence, before dressing and making his way to the kitchen. he appreciates the little things. the silence, the warm light illuminating his room as he unhurriedly prepares for the day, the way the permanent darkness of the devildom retreats ever so slightly as morning breaks. it's nice.
but when he enters the kitchen, lucifer realizes something is wrong. it takes him a minute to realize it, but when he does, his lips curl downwards into a disappointed frown. the kitchen is completely dormant. it doesn't seem like an issue, but it's a stark difference from his usual routine. because this morning, the smell of coffee is absent from the air.
that's right. you spent the night at purgatory hall last night, didn't you?
your relationship is a cycle of small, considerate gestures back and forth. notes on mirrors, doodles on post-it notes, and his favorite-- coffee prepped and scheduled to brew for him in the mornings before he wakes. it's a gesture that has always made him feel loved. he didn't realize how much a missed day would sour his mood.
lucifer starts to brew his own coffee, but his fingers hang suspended over the grounds a few moments before he abandons the idea altogether. he pulls his D.D.D. out of his packet and drafts a short text to you, only satisfied when he hears the whoosh of the message sent.
i missed your coffee this morning. it's never as good when i have to make it myself. message me once you wake up-- we're going to that cafe we like down the street to make up for it.
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More chef Sukuna hcs pls🥺🙏🏻
thanks for asking ^^ this is one of my favorite aus and i will always welcome the opportunity to talk about it hehe
this au is very strongly inspired by the bear and carmy, so sukuna also smokes in this au but he tries to quit because you hate the smoke.
he always takes his smoke breaks before lunch
sukuna, being the head chef and owner of the restaurant, could be quieter and not so involved in the kitchen but he is addicted to work and stress, and being not busy makes him uncomfortable
when you come to visit him on your days off or on your lunch hour to eat together, the other chefs in the kitchen provoke him by telling him that the "boss (*you*) has arrived", he laughs rolling his eyes and takes off his white apron right away to come to you, no matter how busy they are
his specialty is meat and fish
he is very good with knives and chopping
you usually tease him by answering "yes, chef" when he gets intense/very stressed and this always makes him smile
sukuna has his ears pierced as well as his left eyebrow; he would like to pierce his tongue but is afraid that it will ruin his taste somehow
he has the same tattoos here as in canon except for the ones on his face.
sukuna learned to cook from his grandfather, inheriting the restaurant from him.
you meet him at a sushi expo he was invited to by your group of friends but he spent the whole time criticizing the texture of the fish
fun fact: it was hate at first sight with him because you thought he was very picky
he drives a motorcycle
as i said, his love language is cooking for you. he likes it, he enjoys it, even though you like to help, he prefers to be alone in the kitchen and concentrate better, there is nothing you ask him to cook that he wouldn't do or learn for you.
his love language is also biting you
once things got hot in his restaurant kitchen but he held back because the kitchen is a sacred place, and it would be unhygienic to have sex there
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