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toulousewayne · 5 months

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The Batfamily as Thanksgiving Dishes

Bruce: Turkey. Weather Roasted, fired, smoked or grilled Turkey is the main dish and a staple for Thanksgiving. Well sometimes it can look dry or maybe it is depending on whose preparing it. It is an important center piece and it is holds all the sides together. While Bruce isn’t the world’s best dad he tries and he sometimes needs to try hard to not be so cut and dry too. He means well and loves his family, there his reason to continue on and not to give up. Like turkey you just have to carve off a piece or two to get to that tender side.

Dick: Pumpkin Pie. It’s sweet, and sometimes you don’t know if it’s gonna be good or if it will chip your tooth. It’s also a classic and you can’t really have a family gathering without it. Pumpkin to most is one of the original side dishes/desserts from Thanksgiving. Just as Dick is the first Robin it started the trend for other dishes or Robins to come after him with their own spin on the mantle and similarly Pumpkin pie aloud for other dishes to come along since the tradition long history. And plus you can’t have a family of crime fighters without that overprotective, charismatic short tempered Big Brother.

Jason: Sweet Potato Pie. There’s always been a debate between Sweet Potato Pie and Pumpkin. Sweet Potato is just that it’s not something you think of usually as being very sweet, it’s very mysterious in it’s presentation and no two pies are alike. Like Jason Sweet Potato Pie is there for you when you want something different it’s sweet yes, but it’s not overwhelming with Sweet Potatoes taste like Pumpkin can be sometimes. Maybe you just want to take a piece and set in the library and read a novel,Sweet Potato Pie is there for you for when you just want dessert and to be in your own little bubble away from the noise family just on the other side of the door.

Barbara: Mashed Potatoes. Mashed potatoes are a staple on Thanksgiving and most argue you can’t have thanksgiving without them. Babs is definitely the glue that holds a lot of the original and newer members of the family together and keeps everyone safe and update too. Mashed Potatoes go well with everything side with gravy or without they complete the plate, just as Babs is a staple that hold the family together.

Tim: Yams. Yams are sweet and glossy. The mix the best with Mac & cheese and green beans. They are that side dish that you don’t think about but you need a lot of types of sugar and butter and it’s so rich and delicious. Yams are lot of people’s favorite dish and speaking from experience you can’t have thanksgiving without them. Tim for sure is there to help his family with whatever they need just as they would be their for him in a heartbeat.Tim is the family member that’s always there for you and you can count on to help you with a sticky situation.

Damian: Yeast Rolls. I’m sorry but Damian is for sure the rolls. Now matter how sometimes he may not want to be around his family all the time or at all sometimes. It wouldn’t be the Batfamily without him. You can make rolls some many ways and butter them up to make them a fan favorite too. And no meals Thanksgiving or not is complete without this buttery carb aka a fluffy cloud.

Stephanie: Baked Mac & Cheese. Mac & cheese is a comfort food for most, and Stephanie is a comfort character to many. She brings laughs, joy, grit, and a lot of sass. Who ever makes Mac & cheese can make or break a family and Stephanie’s presents brings a lot of light into the Dark Batfamily world, she always they’re when you need her and she will stick by you through thick and then.

Cassandra: Stuffing/Dressing. Full of herbs, and it melts in your mouth, this side dish blends in with the other dishes, but it’s not without being a household name on its own. While yes making of Stuffing or Dressing depending on which you prefer, is covered in depend on proper cooking of it, it’s never forgotten on a plate and much like Cass it will just appear on your plate and goes with everything. With turkey and gravy or mixed with yams and Mac and Cheese it’s just something that you cannot pass up and something you’ll always want more of. (At Dc, we want more Cass!)

Duke: Green Beans. Green Beans not to be confused with Green Bean Casserole is important because while all the other sides are covered in sugar and cheese you wanna break it up with something equally as tasty but also something it doesn’t feel like your only eating junk too. Now it’s Thanksgiving not a healthy meal and green beans usually aren’t either but hey your trying. Green beans can be scoop up and eating with the other sides because it works well with them and never lets anyone feel left out. Like Duke he never lets Gotham feel unsafe during the day nor does he let his siblings feel alone or isolated.

Selina: Pecan Pie. A dessert so good it will literally raise your blood sugar to new high. But it’s exciting, sweet, and decadent. Selina is for sure the wine aunt and only stops by for a few glasses of the finest red and a slice of this yummy pie, but she’s also will lend a hand if she needs to and give killer relationship advice.

Kate Kane: Spiral Honey Ham. This dish is big enough and just as good to pair along with turkey or for those that don’t like turkey ham is there for you. Kate is the cousin you confined in with you don’t want tell your siblings, Grandfather or Dad about certain things. Much like ham we all know everyone for the most part loves and sometimes inside of turkey, but the two work so well together, they’re is no better pairing.

Alfred: Apple Pie á La Mode. A old fashion, timeless classic. Unlike the other desserts this one can’t go wrong, it’s the perfect combination of sweet and savory with yummy vanilla ice cream ontop. Like Alfred you can think of the Batfamily without the wise and dry wit Butler. And to most a meal isn’t complete without Apple Pie and I have to say I have to agree.

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imdoingsortagay · 1 year

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The Dabloons

Summary: Agatha understood what TikTok was, but this new trend confused her.

word count: 1.5k

a/n: yes I am writing a blurb of this don't @ me, i just wanted Agatha and fluff so this is it ig

warnings: dabloons, fluff, cooking, sweet stuff, Wanda and viz are here, and so are the kids.

Reblogs are appreciated! Happy reading !!!

“ Babe,”

“ yes aggie ?” you yell back to your girlfriend.

“ Did you take out the trash as I told you? “ she asks, trying her best to get the house cleaned up before the Maximoffs came over for Thanksgiving dinner.

Could she have easily used her magic to clean the whole house? Yes

Was she convinced by you to not use magic all the time as she wanted to be “ normal “? Yes, and you even used puppy eyes too.

When she got to the living room, Agatha expected it to be clean but is shocked to see you on the couch with your phone in hand and a piece of paper in your lap.

“ Babe what the heck did I tell you ? “ and you look up from your phone to see a very mad Agatha, apron around her , looking tired as hell and you think of a way how to not piss her off even more. Both of you stay in silence as she waits for an answer from you, wondering what you must be doing.

“ well you told me to pick up the trash and I was gonna do it but I had some important matters to attend and now I’m here, “ you explain, Agatha’s not reacting at all to this.

“Dabloon bank,” she reads aloud,” why the heck are you keeping track of pirate currency honey?”

“ because it’s fun?” no reaction from your girlfriend.

“ Explain later and just throw out the trash honey,” she tells you.

“ let me just write down the last of what I got from this person's shop Aggie and I’ll-”

“ y/n, if I don't see all the trash in the house thrown out in 20 minutes, you aren’t getting some of my special brownies after dinner,” she says which of course gets you right off the couch to get all the trash, brownies made by your sweet Agatha always are your weakness. Agatha makes her way back to the kitchen to continue preparing what’s left of the dinner when you walk into the kitchen with your phone in hand along with the same paper from earlier.

“ Aggie,” you say and make your way to the counter, sitting on one of the stools as she prepares the batter for the brownies.

“ what do you need sweet superstar? “ she asks.

“ Can I explain to you what the dabloon economy is? “

“ When I’m not busy babe,” she tells you, sad that she can’t hear whatever weird trend is going on with the app you seem to be attached to nowadays. Humans always seem to come up with the silliest things to keep their minds entertained, Agatha has been witness to this in her 300+ plus years of living, and even with you showing her every trend that went on in the app it always left her confused.

3 hours later

The food was done in the kitchen, you were eagerly waiting to see your friends after weeks of being busy, and Agatha was just about getting done getting ready when the doorbell rang. It was the first thanksgiving that she’d be celebrating with people so everything had to be perfect as she did not want to disappoint her friends.

“ Don’t worry Aggie i got it,” she hears you yell from the living room, not a second later hearing cheers from her friends along with the twin boys. As soon as she got the rest of her makeup done, Agatha made her way to the front where everyone is. While you are dragged to the living room by the twins, she takes a moment to talk to the couple.

“ You look amazing Agatha! And I love what you’ve done with the place,” Wanda exclaims, happy to see her friend thriving and well.

“ I could say the same about you superstar,” she shoots back at Wanda while Vision is just happy to see that his wife is in a good mood.

“ And you Viz, How has life been treating you? She asks the man and she lets out a sigh of relief.

“ happy to play the part of stay-at-home parent for now but the boy could not stop talking about this silly little dabloons trend,” he explains to her.

“ Dabloons? Isn’t that pirate money ?” Agatha asks them. Wanda takes over on explaining what dabloons are to her dear old friend while Viz listens to the conversation.

Agatha thought it was just a silly little game going on within the app and didn't realize there were whole governments, jobs, and even governments being formed over this. It’s no wonder you got all excited earlier to explain how all of this works.

While this conversation was happening, the boys were in the living room with you, papers in hand given by you as they try their best to remember how many dabloons they have.

“ you don’t have 1000 dabloons Tommy, remember the rule about getting anything over 100 in each video,” billy tells his brother as she erases the amount he had on the paper.

“ Not if you get caught dummy, no dabloon cops have gotten me,” Tommy says and you giggle at how invested these two are with this as much as you are. Within two days of the dabloon trend, you have earned alot of dabloons, gotten robbed, given a cat, and even bought a house with said dabloons.

It was a trend that made you very happy and you wanted to very much explain to your girlfriend, but sadly understood she had to make the dinner for today so you decided to wait until she wasn’t busy.

“ How many do you have y/n?” Tommy asks you, as he tries to take a peek at the paper in the notebook but you are smart enough to know.

“ Just to steal them Huh Tommy?” you ask and billy giggles at you. After a couple of moments, you get distracted and you fail to notice when the young boy gets your paper as a way to steal some of the dabloons. Agatha hears laughter erupting from the living room so she leaves the couple to talk amongst themselves to see the boys chasing you around as both of them work together for stealing the dabloons.

“ Agatha help me please, my dabloons have been stolen by these robbers,” you say dramatically running to her, playing the part as the boys look at the older woman, trying their best to appear innocent.

“ Did you protect them with your energy baby?”

“ Well um,” you say quietly to her and she giggles a bit.

“ Rule number one honey: protect what’s yours. Lucky you, i’m here in your honor, “ she says and kneels down to the same height as the boys to negotiate with the twins to give you back the dabloons. 10 minutes of talks later, Agatha gives you back the paper, promising to give the boys some of her special brownies to take home with them after dinner but you didn't need to worry about that.

Dinner after that is all good ad you praise Agatha for how well of a cook she is, over the moon at another one of her talents which makes her blush a bit. Her guests said the same thing as well, calming her mind down a bit after worrying all day as to whether the food would be up to their standards. Dessert went super well as she decided on making apple pie for the adults and brownies for the boys and by the end of the night, everyone is full from all the food cooked but Agatha provides them with enough leftovers to last them a week.

Once the Maximoff have left for their home, Agatha quickly uses her magic to clean the kitchen, not wanting to waste time on that so she could spend the rest of the night with you.

“ Hey superstar,” you hear Agatha say as she walks into your shared room to find you in bed, under the blanket watching tiktoks as usual.

“ hi aggie,” you say as she uses her magic to get out of the clothes into comfier ones.

“ What happened to not using magic all the time Aggie? “

“ I do not want to waste time, just wanna spend it all being close to you, and maybe you can also explain tha dabloon thing now,” she tells you cuddling with you.

“ Are you sure? I don’t want to annoy you and you must be tired from cleaning, i don’t want to -”

“ honey, you can never annoy me,” she pauses,” I always want to hear anything new about you, don't you ever think that.”

The rest of the night is spent with you in Agatha's arms going over anything and everything that has to do with the dabloon trend until you get too sleepy to go on and fall asleep in her arms. It doesn’t take too long for Agatha to fall asleep right after you.

The older woman holding you is forever grateful to have met you, able to see you all happy about what makes you smile.

#agatha harkness #agatha harkness imagine #agatha harkness x reader #lizs writing

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docholligay · 1 year

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Oh, Doctor Holligay, Goddess of Culinary Arts, I beseech thee answer my quest for knowledge. Every holiday, when two or more of my father's family gather, there is the spirit of his mother, also. And lo, one of them shall say unto the other, "Remember Mom's turkey?" And verily the other's eyes will be filled with the saltwater of memory and shall reply in a voice heavy with desire for things loved and lost, "Yeah." And the first shall turn to us, her descendants, and say, "Your grandma used to cook the turkey in a paper bag." And each time we look at our elders with eyes that say, "What. The Fuck." How is that a thing and how is it possibly safe? Was my grandmother just crazy? (That answer is yes. I have STORIES. But I mean about cooking turkey in a paper bag.)

Ah, right of you to come to me, keeper of the dark wisdom of cooking ages past, the conjurations and charms of years now past.

Yeah, this was absolutely a thing back in the 50s and 60s. I actually DON'T know 100% where it came from, I would assume a housewives' magazine like Better Homes and Gardens, but I'm not actually sure. Women were always looking for a better way to do these sorts of things, and a turkey is a challenging bird in the best of times.

Enter the paper bag.

It makes sense if you think about it for the same reason that paper bag are the best option for breads and why waxed paper is better for cheese. It allows for steam to build up, keeping it moist, but it has SOME permeability so you're not just fucking steaming your turkey wholesale. I have never done it! Not because I think it's not a valid thing to try, but because my turkeys are always HUGE. My Thanksgiving is 14 -18 people a year. Maybe I'll get one on clearance try it after thanksgiving.

Now, is it safe? It depends on who you ask. The USDA is staffed entirely by pansies, and cowards that history will forget, and so they say that because of the inks used in the bags and other chemicals in processing, you should never do this. I think this is a bit histrionic. You're eating this damn bird once a year, the actual chemicals passed through is likely so minimal that it can't be measured, and the odds of serious illness are higher from undercooking the turkey than bagging it.

But! Setting it on fire is not the issue because "Put it in a bag" is an oversimplification. You actually coat the bag in canola oil* before you put the turkey in and roast it. So, it gets a little smoky at the end, but not any more than a well-roasted chicken or anything.

So, grandma did it, and it was not the absolute insane idea it might seem today, when that method of cooking has fallen out of favor. Things rise and fall, and come and go. Right now spatchcocking is having a moment, and I spatchcock one of mine, too, so, this isn't me saying I am immune to food trends. I do also roast one because it makes for better presentation. And then I smoke a third one, which also had a moment which has since passed.

*Do not sub in an oil with a lower smoke point. DO NOT.

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cishetamine · 1 year

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lily rose depp

they were calling her a nepo baby

ticketmaster investigation

i waited in that queue for 7 fucking hours

i waited 7 hours

and my dad waited 7 hours

the cheapest tickets were like $200

and taylor swift’s apology was so fucking bullshit

i do feel like it wasn’t totally in her control

harry stiles and ed sheeran

they

he’s the #1 most listened person on spotify!

i was so pissed off on tuesday

i saw how long the queue was when i tried to join

he paid like $500 for VIP

the fees are bad!

yeah they add up!

i’ve been scouting out tickets

it was row 2 of the 3rd tier

it should’ve been 80, it bumped up to 120 in fees

so i decided i was

there’s an app they were promoting on tiktok

you pay like a monthly membership and u get like a shitload of discounts

i hope ticketmaster gets like taken down

this is the community college i’m gonna go to!

i’d be terrified to—

did you sign up for classes next semester?

hopefully i can transfer to UIC

wait what

are you..a sophomore with your credits?

seems like their studies were interrupted

college algebra i should be okay with but biology is just not my thing

i’m gonna take speech next semester, which is required for PR

it’s so fun watching her interact with the snow

baby’s first snow

public speaking

it’s a requirement for my major

my brother took it for

business degree

i hate listening to my voice on camera

you have to talk abt stupid things

he did his on why videogames are like bad for kids

which they don’t talk abt in college as much these days. bc they’re like too talked about

the last 2 months of my philosophy class last year we just did political debates like every single day

ppl are afraid teachers won’t grade them fairly bc there’s lots of opinion and bias

canadian college

abortion and euthanasia were all not allowed

ooh there’s the dugout

is that a bar?

is that the rooftop right there?

it’s actually really cute.

ohh! he’s going on a cruise i think! with like regina’s family over thanksgiving.

he straight up told me that [pronoun indecipherable] doesn’t like having sex

like receiving it?

you’re so selfish

what’s wrong with you!

i saw her private story

all she does is post like carter and monty, that’s it.

when she got accepted she said she hasn’t even toured it yet

she skipped it to go to starbucks with us

i’ve never met anyone lazier in my fucking life

community college

you don’t wanna end up like her that’s for sure

my mom said

if you’re gonna drop out and never go back,

i was telling

holding me here against my will

your family needs a reality tv show

it would get so many views

sister

my parents had to flush her pills down the toilet

bc you’re only supposed to be taking them for like 2 weeks

her like SCREAMING in the background. like SCREAMING

she was hooked on oxy

i’m excited for the new season

they canceled it!

They canceled it?!!??

there was rumors about a bunch of major actors leaving the show

sidney sweeney

trump supporter

i love when the internet comes in with opinions

i feel like you can’t really cancel an actor unless they do something

armie hammer! yeah he works at a hotel now

there was like leaked—

just got put on netflix which is like, shit timing

everyone likes the summer in italy

i’ve always liked

2 more stops

i don’t know…i don’t see the appeal

it doesn’t look that great to me but i want to see it

don’t worry darling

i didn’t neeed to see it

walk out of the theater like after watching interstellar

if you’re not gonna make a sequel don’t you dare leave a movie un..

i know the harry stans are going crazy right now.

i look at him more and more like he’s not all that. he looks like a lot of other people

great personality, but

he’s that one person who’s like too into tiktok trends like he’s right behind them

i’ve never been to a harry styles concert but

it also pissed me off how long it took him to reveal what the gender was

there was like a part 2 like what the fuck, just put it in 1 video!

i wish i’d got starbucks before i came here

we’re going to a cafe!

yeah but

very.. adult drinks

do you need your chocolate—

haha yeah, kinda!

i like the sugar cookie—

the gingerbread latte

my sister

you were there for this

my sister was like:

i can’t wait for christmas so i can get a peppermint mocha!

and i was like how many times do i have to tell you: you can get a peppermint mocha year round!

yeah, but it’s different when it’s christmas!

hits different

#chicago #eavesdropping #southbound red line #3 young white women about college age

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pasmy · 1 year

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wise-the-will · 3 years

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RANDOM SHIT ARIANNA HAS SAID 🍓

“A bunch of people last year in my grade made my art teacher cry”

“I think I just had the best nap of my entire life”

“HOW MUCH OF YOU ARE CANADIANS??????”

“I swear to god I’m at this corn burning thing for Christians because my grandparents are, and I’m literally atheist”

“Boring museum”

“Secret sibling?”

“affection. yes.”

“not nice”

“I swear to fuck”

“stop mentioning you’re stupid Donald trump x hopper smut fic, that was horrifying times and I’m not ready to relive that”

“wow my mom didn’t even come into my room to tell me food was here? fucking starving”

“Here I am, trying to be sad and angsty on tik tok but all I’m seeing is that stupid ahegao sex face trend-”

“Right before firework day”

“Oh no- it’s actually just a picture of my baby cousin-”

“WAIT THAT WAS YOU???”

“NOW IF THAT ISNT ME”

“I HAVE A MATH TEST”

“wow, stan your mom”

“then don’t be a dumb bitch”

“Get better soon bestie”

“I am mike wheeler”

“party rockers in the house tonight”

“ FUCK FUCK FUCK DUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK”

“LAUGH”

“THE PHOTOGRAPHY ADDITION?!?!”

“WERE TINY”

“Get squeaky clean 🧼”

“Really said peace out like Chester”

“I think I just had the best nap of my entire life”

“What do people normally do when they hit 100”

“I’m sorry but WHO THE FUCK likes salt and vinegar chips?!?!??!?!??!!?!!!!!??!”

“I want so badly to make out with one of my mutuals. truth”

“YOUR OPINIONS ARE WEIRD”

“LOOK AT THIS”

“My initials are AMS so if my parents gave me a middles name that started with an S my initials would be ass :D”

“FUCK SOMEONE ALREADY TOOK IT WHAT THE FUCK”

“I love your dad”

“you’re still sexy”

“HATE KIDS”

“BAHAHHA IT FITS THO”

“just- why is will’s ass so packing?? What’s the reason?”

“Noah. no”

“FUN”

“This is odd”

“Get em’ tiger”

“deez nuts”

“What the fuck is going on”

“✨Cat boy will✨”

“monopoly… but worse”

“WHATS WRONG WITH MASHED POTATOES??”

“🪦- in loving memory strangerbug08”

“IT ALMOST AUTOCORRECTED TO BRA JDKSJXJ”

“I WAS TOO BUSY FANGIRLING OVER PHOTOGRAPHY”

“Hope the bed bugs don’t bite”

“Sloppy”

“Slap her”

“WE’RE ON A PROFIT”

“Smiled?!?!”

“NO”

“YES”

“LORD GIVE ME PEACE”

“HE SAID HI TO ME?!?!”

“I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO”

“What the hell??”

“WHAT IS THIS??”

“WHY ME??”

“IM ABOUT TO PISS MYSELF”

“WHAT IS THAT??”

“69”

“M*LEVEN TW”

“🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅”

“Emo gang”

“IM SO ENTHUSIASTIC”

“AN ONION”

“THEY DON’T HAVE MAC AND CHEESE IN BRAZIL??”

“THE POINT”

“JUST IMAGINE”

“Give me a kiss PLEASE”

“🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅🧅”

“POINTY”

“i DON’T do photography BEA”

“fae FAE FAE FAE”

“ANYWAYS”

“TOPIC CHANGE”

“the tide pod challenge. HAH”

“coco-cola is a red flag. NO QUESTIONS”

“I will get a flight to brazil AND SLAP YOU”

“THAT LOOKS LIKE A BURRITO”

“PHOTOGRAPHY”

“STOP SENDING ME PORN SITES”

“IT JUST RANDOMLY TURNED TO PINK. I DON’T KNOW”

“don’t make me squeal”

“101 actually BUT STILL”

“SHUSH”

“You think they make like. Smarties pop tarts? That’d be wack”

“Don’t call your mom a bitch. Bitch”

“Time travel is real. No questions”

“BOP IT, TWIST IT , PULL IT YURRR”

“That is actually so ironic because I’m actually allergic”

“Fuck thanksgiving. What is thanksgiving gonna do? FEED YOU??”

“STOP SENDING ME PORN SITES”

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lovelyirony · 4 years

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Oh, can I please ask for one of your folklore prompts? “And I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want/just not home” my tears ricochet For a young Tony, maybe? It doesn't have to have a pairing if you don't want to. :)

A house and a home are different. Tony did not know this until he was in college, much to his surprise.

A house is somewhere you live. A central place that you come back to in between visits to other people or places or countries or anything else. It is not personal. It is something you use until you no longer see the need or the desire. You can move to a lot of them.

A home lingers. A home is where you smile late at night over drinks. It is where crumbs reside from last night’s takeout, and you spend lazy Sundays.

(Tony also didn’t know what that was either.)

He’s lived in a lot of houses. He has a lot of houses. There’s the one in New York that is looming and lonely and probably would be his least favorite except it’s in New York, which earns it its redemption.

There is sunny Malibu with its beaches and great views. There are a few others.

None of them are homes. It’s just a place to rest for a couple of months or a year or until Howard decides it’s not enough.

He gets to MIT and gets a dorm room, same as everyone else. It is pitifully sad, he gets sun only in the mornings, and that sucks. He kind of hates it. He guesses that’s the college experience.

He also has a roommate. Jarvis had told him it’d be good for him, and Tony had had to talk Howard out of about twenty-seven different legal documents that basically said “if you ever breathe a word of anything to anyone, you’re being legally sued.”

James Rhodes. Literally studying to become a rocket scientist, has questionable taste in posters, and waves at Tony when they meet each other.

“Call me Jim.”

“...Jim. Are you eighty or something?”

It’s probably the wrong thing to say. It definitely is the wrong thing to say by Jarvis’ raised eyebrows and down-turned frown.

But James Rhodes takes it in stride.

“You can call me something else if you want, but it has to be good and I have to approve it. Can’t be my last name, can’t be Jimmy. Anything else is fair game.”

Different reaction. That’s...that’s weird.

So Tony shrugs, smiles as Jarvis leaves, and realizes that he’s alone and Howard doesn’t really have an influence--except he does, god he does--and Tony asks James Rhodes if he’d like to get pizza.

“You know anywhere with good pizza?”

“Wanna find out if Hemingway’s is any good?”

“It’s either going to be artisan hipster or the worst. Hell yes.”

It’s artisan hipster. It is bad, and James laughs as he tells a story and burns his tongue when he’s reenacting his mother is chewing him out, using his full name, and:

“Rhodey,” Tony gasps out.

“I told you that you couldn’t use my last name!”

“It’s technically not your last name, sugar plum,” Tony mocks, using one of his mother’s nicknames against him. “You are forever now Rhodey. Forever.”

From there, friendship progresses. Tony’s never actually had a real friend before, not that he tells Rhodey that. Besides, Rhodey probably knows. Tony just automatically assumes he’s paying for everything, and he’s not sure what to do with genuine affection for a couple of months.

He looks at Rhodey with such love and affection. He does, really. Rhodey has created a whole new world for him.

And then, the holidays.

Thanksgiving is Tony’s least-favorite-holiday for a variety of reasons. It’s all a fake kind of gathering. “Coming together to celebrate gratefulness” is the biggest goddamn crock of bullshit he’s ever cooked in his life, and for once his family isn’t doing a PR stunt, so his mother has announced that he’s welcome to be back home, but they won’t be there.

Howard is taking Jarvis with him on a trip to England to visit Aunt Peggy and probably talk shop about Cap and ice and stupid fucking theories about the degree of alive he’ll be when he’s found.

(When. What pretentious bullshit.)

Tony doesn’t want to be alone in the house, because that’d suck shit and MIT would be better. At least he could make shitty ramen and cry and only get a noise complaint instead of one of the cleaning staff members saying that he probably needed therapy.

“You are not staying in the dorms, what the fuck man,” Rhodey says. “You’re coming home with me.”

“Now darling, I thought you said we weren’t going to be forward about this whole thing,” he purrs, putting on an old Hollywood accent. “Are you finally coming up and seeing me?”

Rhodey rolls his eyes.

“I’ll be as forward as I want,” he decides, and Tony wishes he wouldn’t say things like that, because that seriously get’s a man’s heart rising. “Besides, I told you that you need to have my Aunt Kendra’s rolls, and that’s a promise. So, Thanksgiving is now with the Rhodes’ family.”

Tony doesn’t know if they know that he’s coming. He also doesn’t know the dress code, and Rhodey is absolutely no help.

“What do you mean by casual?” Tony squawks. “Is it business casual? Dressy casual? Jeans casual?”

“What do any of those mean?”

“Oh my god, I’m going to look like a failure at this shindig. Your mother will die over her cooking because I’ll pull out of the wrong wardrobe and be a fool. I’ll die, and you’ll have to bury me, and you won’t even know which outfit I’ll want. God, this is going to--”

Rhodey shuts him up, putting a hand over his mouth.

“Just wear your red turtleneck and your dark jeans or whatever. That looks nice.”

“You noticed?”

“You don’t give me as much credit as I deserve,” Rhodey grunts. “Early wake-up on Monday. I’ll supply coffee as long as you give me gas money.”

“I’ll give you anything for coffee. I’ll give you my hand in marriage for coffee.”

“Don’t tempt me,” Rhodey teases. “I might actually do that.”

God, I wish you would.

Rhodey’s house is a nice place, a wire fence bordering with a porch swing covered in a light dusting of snow, and swinging slightly with the wind that blows through the neighborhood.

There are quite a lot of cars parked in the driveway and in the street, and Tony can see at least six people inside the house, which is more family than he actually knows on either side.

It’s all warm and yellow, and Rhodey moves with an ease that Tony didn’t know happened outside of those cheesy family shows.

He throws open the door and there are shouts of joy and happiness and “Jimmy-boy!”

“I didn’t know Jimmy-boy was on the table,” Tony remarks dryly. “And here it’s been for months, Jimmy-boy.”

Rhodey groans.

“This is worse than Rhodey,” he mutters.

A woman who could only be his mother steps forward, grinning.

“Call me Mama, darling. And what’s this I hear about ‘Rhodey’?”

“He burnt his tongue on pizza while telling me about a time he got a well-deserved talking-to by your own graceful words, Mrs. Rhodes,” Tony says. He’s charming. Oh, he’s very charming.

She giggles.

“I said mama, but I can’t say I’ll mind too much when you talk like that. Jim, you should’ve had us meet earlier.”

“You see I would’ve, but I happen to value myself,” Rhodey says.

“You do?” a man says. Mr. Rhodes, tall and a smile that could put any of the fake veneers in Hollywood to shame. “Could’ve fooled me.”

Rhodey gets pulled into a hug, and he laughs, and Tony has the Distinct Memory that He’s Never Been Hugged by his Father.

Well, isn’t this a time to realize family inadequacies!

“Rhodey, light of my life, where am I setting up my suitcase?” Tony asks.

“Come on up with me. We’re sleeping in my room, hope that’s alright.”

It’s more than alright, and Tony smiles when he sees Rhodey’s room.

He loves it. It’s decorated with model airplanes hanging from the ceiling, a peeling Star Wars poster that has most definitely been needed to be thrown away for more than five years (but won’t be), and a few trophies from soccer.

Tony’s never had his own room decorated with anything but the current trends, his mother hand-picking his comforter and the decorations in his room. And they all say he’s so “fashionable” and “keeps an eye out for trends.”

(Ha.)

It’s odd for him to see a house look so...lived in.

“Welcome home,” Rhodey says. “I haven’t grabbed it yet, but I’ll use a sleeping bag and you can take the bed.”

Tony snorts.

“No way, honeybee. I’m not kicking you out of your own bed. We’ve shared a bed before, this is no different.”

"Only if you’re sure,” Rhodey says, smiling at him. “This is a bit different than both twin beds being crashed together because we wanted more space for the fridge.”

“This time we don’t have the fridge,” Tony quips as Rhodey laughs.

“Come on, let’s head downstairs. Mama’s probably gonna have us wash dishes or something. Maybe set up some more chairs.”

What actually happens is that their laundry machine has gone rebel-mode, and is currently trying it’s best to fling the door open and spew laundry everywhere.

“Shit,” Mr. Rhodes says, looking at it. “Another call to the repairman this month...”

“He won’t get here until a week after Thanksgiving,” Mama says, sighing. “How much do you mind your jeans freezing up a bit?”

He smiles a bit at his wife.

Tony’s never seen that. But he likes it.

“I can fix it,” he says. Family turns to him. This is all quite embarrassing. “I, uh, I’ve taken apart some washing machines before. I think I can figure it out, if you don’t mind me poking around.”

“I wouldn’t mind a bit,” Mama says. “Jimmy, I like this one.”

Rhodey rolls his eyes.

“I’ll go get the toolkit for you. Need anything?”

“Towels and you, honey-pie.”

“You get one out of two of those options.”

“You treat me like a vagrant,” Tony declares. Rhodey laughs as he heads to go get supplies.

The night goes on. People occasionally check in, and Rhodey assures them that it’s going well.

“Instruction manuals are such bullshit,” Tony says. “Half the time they’re written by someone who doesn’t even know how to do it themselves. The other half, no one uses them.”

“Well when you take over your company, write better instruction manuals,” Rhodey says. “Pass me a towel, things are about to get sudsy.”

Forty-five minutes later, the washing machine is probably doing better than it was even at production, and Tony gets a kiss on the cheek and cheers all around him.

“This calls for cookies,” Rhodey declares. “Tony, let’s go get some.”

They sit at the kitchen table, and Tony learns so much about Rhodey’s family. He sees him laugh and relax and tell the funniest stories about when he was little and got stuck in a tree.

It’s home. That’s how he finally understands it. Home where you keep on going long after, with people you love.

He doesn’t have one of those.

He thinks, maybe, that he could make a home of his own. Maybe he could have AC/DC posters lining a wall, or have the pictures of friends and vacation in the kitchen.

And Rhodey would be there. For now, he’s going to enjoy his hot chocolate and try to get more embarrassing stories about his best friend from his family.

#lovelyirony writes #rhodeytony #ironhusbands #the difference between a house and a home #mit era #rhodey #tony stark #jarvis #anyways yeah i don't think tony would actually know what a home looks like #he's Deficient

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REALLY LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost , don’t reblog ! tag 10 ! good luck ! TAGGED. I took this from Minnie’s archived Bioshock blog. I’ve been looking for this meme all this month. TAGGING. @hammurabicomplex. @bluuxriising. @ Me - for Sal on @bulletsoverbensonhurst. @immaterialed (charlie) @soypeor (bella) @svmmercmance. @mrflayed. and you!

BASICS. FULL NAME : Eve Delores Littlejohn NICKNAME : Evie, Little Evie (by her maternal side of the family), Delores, Didi NAME MEANING / S Eve is from the ancient Hebrew name חַוָּה (Chawwah), which was derived from the Hebrew word חָוָה (chawah) meaning "to breathe" or the related word חָיָה (chayah) meaning "to live". Delores is a variant of Dolores, meaning "sorrows", taken from the Spanish title of the Virgin Mary María de los Dolores, meaning "Mary of Sorrows." Littlejohn is a surname that has historically been found in England and Scotland. With potential origins being either ‘to distinguish a beloved child that was not the eldest.’ Or, ‘a contradictory nickname for a large man.’ HISTORICAL CONNECTION? : She’s named after her grandmother, Evelyn Hollins.

AGE : 42 BIRTHDAY : June 2 ETHNIC GROUP : Black-American. Meaning she’s mixed with a lot (Some of her relatives are respectively Creole and Italian) but uses Black as a catch-all term. NATIONALITY : American LANGUAGE / S : English, Italian, Spanish, Latin, some French SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Biromantic RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Verse dependent, usually married -or connected- to Salvatore Scozzari in some way. CLASS : Upper-Class HOME TOWN / AREA : Brooklyn. Spent time between Bedford-Stuyvesant - with her paternal grandfather and Park Slope - with her maternal grandparents. CURRENT HOME : In her childhood home in Bedford-Stuyvesant. PROFESSION : Ballet Instructor. Former Professional Ballerina. ( Other verses see her as a professional thief. )

PHYSICAL. HAIR : Black. In terms of her natural hair, Eve has springy, 3C hair she seldom shows off because she was raised in a family where straightened hair was deemed presentable and professional. EYES : Thin almond eyes. Dark brown. NOSE : Straight and small. FACE : She has a prominent, high forehead, that’s accented with high cheekbones and a pointy chin. LIPS : Full. COMPLEXION : She has a light brown (tawny) complexion. SCARS : None major. TATTOOS : None. HEIGHT : 5′4″ BUILD : Eve has a slender build. One of those people who have been small and petite since childhood. Despite this, she also stays skinny because she is obsessively conscious of the food she consumes. The older she gets the more she weighs, however. USUAL HAIR STYLE : Her hair is cut short. Reaching her shoulders in a neat, even bob. She either curls it in a retro fashion or curls the tips. For work she wears it in a traditional, pinned bun. USUAL FACE LOOK : In public, she appears stoic for the most part. Any emotion shown (such as the length of a smile) is carefully calculated. She has to seem perfect. USUAL CLOTHING : Form fitting dresses. Incredibly chic and fashionable for the time. Shoes include heels - never open-toed, unless she has on stockings. Extravagant earrings. Jewelry that can include either necklaces, crosses, pearls, or dainty rings. Prone to wearing black sunglasses in public.

PSYCHOLOGY. FEAR / S : Thunderstorms, airplanes, creatures like weasels, snakes and ferrets, break-ins, men she doesn’t know, harm coming to her children ASPIRATION / S : Formerly wanted to become a major [black] ballerina in the elite world of ballet, now she just wants to expose more [inner city children] to dance through her job. Personally, she wants her children to change the world in some form or fashion, too. Eve also has good ideas on improving the community, but at the moment has no idea how to go about these ideas. POSITIVE TRAITS : Generous, compassionate, patient, protective NEGATIVE TRAITS : Strict, sullen, hard to read, represses her emotions, secretive MBTI : Advocate - INFJ-T ZODIAC : Cancer TEMPERAMENT : Melancholic ANIMALS : Lioness VICE / S : Pride & Lust FAITH : Christian. Grew up Baptist, but Catholic influences have been around her since childhood. Attended a Catholic High School in Park Slope, her grandmother Evelyn was also a practicing Catholic. GHOSTS ? : Yes and no. She feels that objects formerly owned by the deceased posses the essence of their previous owners and that they essentially live on through these pieces of property. AFTERLIFE ? : Yes. REINCARNATION ? : No, but it’s a romantic concept. ALIENS ? : No. POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : Democratic ECONOMIC PREFERENCE : She likes being where she’s at now. But honestly, being upper class is all she’s ever known. SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION : Bourgeoisie, basically. The Littlejohn’s represent The Historical Black Elite. EDUCATION LEVEL : College level. FAMILY.

FATHER : William ‘Bill’ Littlejohn MOTHER : Linda Littlejohn ( nee Hollins ) SIBLINGS : None EXTENDED FAMILY : Amos Littlejohn (paternal grandfather) Liza Littlejohn (paternal grandmother) Evelyn Hollins (maternal grandmother) Giuseppe D’Aietti (maternal grandfather) and a wide host of cousins, aunts and uncles.

FAVOURITES. BOOK : Night Song by Beverly Jenkins. The Color Purple by Alice Walker. Some sort of old, French erotic novel that was published before she was born. MOVIE : Eve watches films along the lines of...Waiting to Exhale, Beaches, The First Wives Club and Fatal Attraction. She loves Made-For-TV movies from the time period. In regards to plays, her favorite one is Sunday In The Park With George. 5 SONGS : Meet Me On The Moon / Essence of Sapphire / No One In The World / People / The First Time I Saw Your Face DEITY : Persephone HOLIDAY : New Years Eve, Christmas, Thanksgiving. Major holidays during the colder season. MONTH : October SEASON : Autumn PLACE : The dance studio she works at. WEATHER : Sunny, but cool. SOUND : The voices of Anita Baker and Sarah Vaughn. A skilled hand running over piano keys. Soft trumpets. Running water. Cats making chipper little meows. SCENT / S : Perfume, floral scented lotions, her partner’s cologne TASTE / S : Caramel, the tang of dark chocolate, strawberries coated with either chocolate, or sprinkles of white sugar. Light Vinegar. FEEL / S : Performing in front of an audience. Hot water engulfing your skin after a long day. Satin - whether it be the fabric of her clothes or sheets, your fingers tightly intertwined with another’s, feeling your significant other’s chest raise and lower against your skin with each breath they take. ANIMAL / S : Cocker Spaniels, Afghan Hounds, Cats, Birds - she loves all ( well, a majority ) of animals. NUMBER : Doesn’t have one. COLOR : White, Pink, Gold.

EXTRA. TALENTS : Dance, Eve is trained in ballet when it comes to her main verse. She has attended ballet classes since the age of eight and ever since then she placed all of her focus into it. Similarly, Eve has always had the makings of a good artist - as a child she enjoyed drawing and had informal art lessons with a man who lived in the basement of her grandfather’s brownstone, but she never invested into that half of her. BAD AT : Singing, Being interviewed, Public Speaking (as in Speech Giving), Decision Making TURN ONS : Charisma, Leadership Skills, Temperature Play, Phone Sex, Heavy Kissing, Light Roleplay TURN OFFS : Public Sex, Tearing [ Her ] Clothes, Threesomes, Cruelty, Senseless Violence HOBBIES : viewing plays & some musicals, reading romance novels, shopping, working out (she was into the whole celebrity VHS tape exercise trend), playing tennis, decorating AESTHETIC : Vintage Black Glamour, Black Ballerinas, Champagne and Wine Glasses, Paintings by Melinda Byers and Edward 'Clay' Wright QUOTES : "I'm bad with words, I hope you're good in reading eyes." / "There are truths I haven't even told God. And not even myself. I am a secret under the lock of seven keys."

FC INFO. MAIN FC / S : Lynn Whitfield ( A Thin Line Between Love & Hate ) ALT FC / S : Kylie Bunbury ( Twisted ) OLDER FC / S : Lynn Whitfield ( Greenleaf ) YOUNGER FC / S : N/A VOICE CLAIM / S : Lynn Whitfield

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : if you could write your character your way in their own movie , what would it be called , what style would it be filmed in , and what would it be about ? A1 : Recently I decided that if/when I try to write anything serious about Eve again, it’ll center on her being a jewel thief because it presents me more fun, and emotionally diverse, opportunities. That and I have a very specific cover image in my mind. Ideally, her adventures would be a series of books. I have no title in mind, no idea about how ‘it would be filmed’ ( although a style replicating 90s films would be excellent, film grain and all. ) but, I do have a bunch of plots in mind that I really don’t feel like typing out here.

Q2 : what would their soundtrack / score sound like ? A2 : Her score would have a vintage sound (or a jazzy Spike Lee sound, if you will) with instrumentals by Dorothy Ashby (a Jazz Harpist) the Ahmad Jamal Trio, Pharaoh Sanders, Yusef Lateef and Tarika Blue. For music with lyrics, the soundtrack would include the likes of Julie London, Sarah Vaughn, Ella Fitzgerald, and Dionne Warwick.

Q3 : why did you start writing this character ? + Q4 : what first attracted you to this character ? A3 : Whenever I make NPCs for my character’s lives I actually can’t just let them just be NPCs. I start thinking about them too much. Developing them too much. And then I’m like, ‘wow! I really like this character!’ Eve was a different character when I began writing her, and likely wouldn’t be considered the same character as she was previously, if I told someone in real life who knows about my writing (like my grandma) about all the changes she has undergone. Originally Delores was a university professor, because I thought it could lead to interesting interactions with college-age muses. And her previous history with the mafia was also something interesting to tap in. But then I started thinking about what was realistic, what wasn’t realistic, what did I feel comfortable/interested writing? What didn’t I feel comfortable/interested in writing? So as time went on, things would alter about this character. And the new things I came up with attracted me more.

Q5 : describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse. A5 : I have a love/hate relationship with Eve’s quiet demeanor. On one hand, I think quieter characters need love and the ability to be fully dimensional but on the other hand, writing louder characters has always been more fun for me. But really, Eve’s guarded behavior makes writing her stressful in some cases with others because sometimes...if I’m going to be honest...people don’t know how to carry a thread and interact with someone of her demeanor effectively.

Q6 : what do you have in common with your muse ? A6 : We’re both black, we’re both into art (although our exact interests and aesthetics with art differ)

Q7 : how does your muse feel about you ? A7 : Realistically she would think I need to take better care of myself.

Q8 : what characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ? A8 : We skippin’ this question.

Q9 : what gives you inspiration to write your muse ? A9 : Films such as, “Waiting to Exhale,” “The Kitchen” and “Widows.” Books by Alice Walker, like “The Third Life of Grange Copeland” as well as her short story, “Roselily.” The historical mob figure Stephanie St. Clair.

Q10 : how long did this take you to complete ? A10 : A few hours.

#long post #dash games.#headcanons.

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I realised that I’d never watched the OC pilot, so I gave it a look. It feels so much more placed - the California landscape is used to create a sense of the setting, and the geography of the characters and the location feels much clearer. But it really stood out how little the show problematises the performative sexuality expected of the young girls, both at the fashion show & the party. There’s no sense that Marisa might have been worried by waking up post-binge in Ryan’s bed, for instance.

Yes! More people watching the pilot! 😎

The pilot is really the only episode to really capture the distinctive character of the show’s setting, with the exception of maybe the Thanksgiving episode in the first season. But very quickly it just devolves into a show about rich people that could, for the most part, take place anywhere. Yeah, a lot of scenes take place on the beach and there are many references to surfing and Los Angeles and how it’s sunny all the time, but none of that really affects the plot.

And absolutely, the sexual politics of the show have not aged well at all, in a variety of contexts. The fact that the pilot involves a fashion show “for charity” that’s basically a lot of rich old (married) men ogling underage girls is very striking. Not to mention the cotillion plotline in S1E04. I do think in the early episodes of the show, Schwartz is consciously trying to capture the aesthetic of Southern California beach culture, eternal summer, golden bodies, all the women in bikinis, etc. etc., and he obviously did not invent the sexism inherent within that culture (nor did he invent the fashion trends of the period…this is the era of low-rise jeans! *shudders*). But he’s also clearly not interested in critiquing it or even to make a genuine attempt to explore how a young woman might feel living within that culture. I’m also really unsettled by the show’s frequent use of sexual relations between teens and adults as a source of drama. The OC is by far not the only show of the early 00’s guilty of this, however, so it’s really just a testament to the profound cultural shifts of the past twenty years that such plotlines were considered quality narrative fodder by television writers everywhere.

There are multiple depressing currents running through the show regarding how the women are sexualized (or not) that all seem distinct yet intertwined at the same time. I’m not even sure there is one cohesive explanation for all of it…but whatever relationship or character you are looking at, there’s bound to be some unpleasant implications lurking under the surface. Compare how Anna and Summer are styled throughout the first half of the show, especially the first ten or so episodes. Anna, the “smart” one, wears outfits that, for the most part, cover her skin. She’s not presented as an object of sexual fascination to Seth the way Summer is, who is frequently shown in low-cut or cropped tops, short shorts, strapless dresses, etc. At the same time, Summer is also presented as “dumber” than Anna, more selfish and shallow, and unlike the other “smarter” girls on the show (we’re told that Marissa is also high-achieving at school, in addition to her beauty) her outfits are far more skimpy.

Even more telling, as Summer evolves into a central character in her own right, her styling changes to resemble Marissa. Marissa, even in the early episodes of the show when it’s summer and half the action is taking place on the beach, is generally a bit more covered up than Summer (obviously Ryan can’t be interested in a woman who is dressed scantily). The narrative sexualizes Marissa in other ways, but through plot and cinematography more than styling in my opinion.

It’s *very* interesting to consider how the four main female characters are presented in the original draft pilot script—although of course, it is worth noting, that only Kirsten and Marissa were considered “permanent” characters from the beginning. The concept of “natural” beauty is wielded in a very targeted way that reveals the moralizing sexism underpinning the show. Keeping my analysis under the cut so this post doesn’t get too long...

Kirsten: Sandy stands before his wife, Kirsten, late 30s. Classically beautiful; doesn’t need make up, hasn’t needed plastic surgery.

Marissa: And the way the light from the streetlamp above hits her, she looks…perfect. Ryan has never seen a girl like this before. Dressed for a Friday night. This girl is heartbreakingly beautiful. And she knows it. And, truth be told, is a little embarrassed by it.

The beauty of Marissa and Kirsten is designed to communicate their “goodness” to the audience. Kirsten, the wife of the show’s moral authority figure, doesn’t need plastic surgery OR make-up! She doesn’t need to work hard at her beauty. As for Marissa, she is presented as Beauty personified, which in Western society at the turn of the twenty-first century meant thin, white, a lot of hair, big eyes, and full lips. But while Marissa may be heartbreakingly beautiful, but she cannot be proud of her beauty or take any kind of real pleasure from it. Nope! Ryan’s love interest cannot actually consciously wield or feel good about her body.

Now compare the way that Julie and Summer are presented:

Julie: Julie isn’t a natural—not anymore, anyway. Fake everything. Tanned skin becoming leathery. But thinks she’s 40 going on 16.

Summer: Summer is a lot like Marissa—only more. Bigger hair, chest, personality.

Unlike Kirsten, Julie is a “bad” mom, and so also unlike Kirsten, Julie is unnatural. She probably has implants and a fake tan and is trying to remain beautiful! *Gasp* As for Summer, she’s “more” than Marissa, which on the surface may not seem necessarily like a negative thing. But: Summer in the first episode hits on Ryan, ignores Seth, disdains Ryan for being from Chino, abandons an unconscious Marissa in front of her house, and does cocaine and gets really drunk. Unlike Marissa, Summer clearly does what she wants and goes after what she wants, but the show does not frame these qualities as good things.

Of course, things changed a bit between this pilot script and filming. The show cast Melinda Clarke, who is very striking to look at, and they cast tiny brunette Rachel Bilson as Summer. But I find it very telling that the author of the script uses physical descriptions to communicate who the “bad” women are versus the “good” women, and that these two women are visually sexualized in the early era of the show is deeply negative ways.

#the oc pilot rewatch club #marissa cooper #kirsten cohen #julie cooper #summer roberts #the oc season one #the marissa discourse

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zebraslovescupcakestoo · 4 years

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Deviltown

An Obey Me! Fanfic with an @snowandseven OC and paired with Lucifer. Inspired by Beauty and the Beast’s scenes. You’ve been notified.

It was a typical Saturday in Devildom. The eternal night sky is slightly brighter during the day, the blood bats were 'cutely' screeching and Cerebus was very excited for walkies since he's been busy paroling the House of Lamentation's underground tomb. Accompanied with Beelzebub, whom he can handle Cerebus next to Lucifer, was the exchange student from the human realm, Valentine.

Deviltown, it's a quiet village - Every day, like the one before

They've stopped at the entrance of the Deviltown, which was the opposite side of Devildom's big city, was what you might called an old fashioned town. The buildings was like old peasant-like housing, brick walls, fairytale look a like, almost slightly before the Victorian style era began. Granted, there were some updated mechanics and technologies, but most were kept old fashioned charm. Valentine fell in love with this place due to being an 'old soul.' -no pun intended- Whether he had an agenda or not, he'd come here for anything and re-enacted his fantasies of his 'Snow White' image. Valentine hopped down from Cerebus with his DeVil school bag, only exclusive for RAD students and specifically made for Valentine by Diavolo's request. Meaning Valentine's school bag was suitcase-like but turquoise coloured themed.

Deviltown, full of mythical people -

“Are you sure you can manage the tasks by yourself? You have quite a lot to cover and carry.” Beel said to him. Valentine smile and said with assurance. “I am fine and confident to carry the order. It is my duty and also part of an apology of a sort. I must at least show how appreciated you and your brothers that you've forgave, accepted as family and taught me what feeling are after what happened, my 'rebirth,' when my 'secret' revealed and my true motives are. I am determined to start over and gain your trust not as pawns or tools anymore, but as a family.” “Even though we're literally demons?” Beel asked. Val chuckled. “Of course! You've forgotten I was one too on the inside. I can still change, despite my actual age. Now, I must be going. I'll summon if I do indeed need of help. I shall make my best meals from the freshest- er... maybe I'll say it once I've made it. It will make you think of hunger more than it is already.” Thus Beel's stomach started to growl. “I think there's still something left from the fridge back home. I promise to make a feast fit for a king tonight if you can manage long enough!” Valentine thought of a quick strategy. If he can get Beelzebub to get away from the fresh market, he won't cause a scene to devour the entire produce sections. “... Alright. But will there be-”

“Sour raspberry pie? Yes and I can also make other goodies once I finished and- oh! He left already.” Beel had already left with Cerebus. Guess that a yes.

Valentine then started quest to search for his ingredients.

Waking up to say:

He was greeted by the town demon-folks. It was like any other trip, smile and be polite, but this time, he wanted to start practicing being a real, genuine person and not a mechanical doll. He learns a good handful to start on something easy like saying:

[DEMON FOLKS] : Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

He greeted them back. He realized that he felt a little heart warming that wasn't there before. It's not much, but it was new to him. It was nice!

There goes the baker with his tray, like always - The same old bread and rolls to sell

The first thing he needed was fresh bread rolls and more bread for breakfast tomorrow. The owner of the bakery was a kind ogre. He too has a family and his shop was operated like one. Maybe he can try learning a bit from them if he have that chance, like now.

Every morning just the same - Since the morning that we came - To this poor provincial town

Valentine decided to learn how he interacted with his loving wife and maybe he can do the same when the time will come when he can make a pact with Lucifer. After all, he wanted to be more genuine when he says he does love him. "Good Morning, Valentine! Grocery shoppin' again for the lords?" The ogre baker asked Valentine. “Indeed, but I've decided to make tonight's meal a special treat. I would need...”

Valentine carefully chose the baked goods and he place them in his RAD suitcase. “Our generous lord Diavolo had blessed me with this lovely suitcase and even more is that one of my pact mate, Satan, had placed a special spell on it so that I can carry more than it looks.” The baker was impressed. “I'm impressed! I must say that if that involved magic as powerful as his, you're quite a human! Not many can make pacts from them, let alone being alive for so long.” Valentine felt a bit proud. For someone who's emotions are almost non-existence, the 'feelings' are new to him. Thus, he done his best by learning more and understand what the were. “Thank you for the compliment.” That was the supposed reply, he guessed. Before he asked the baker about his relationship advice, he started shouting in the kitchen, presumably the wife, something about the baguettes. Valentine knows that it's just the language barrier and it wasn't too difficult making out what they were REALLY saying, but it sounded like they were arguing. (But not really!) 'This must be one of those lover's quarrels situation that I've heard about.' He thought. Maybe some other time and leaves for the next item quest. [DEMON FOLKS]: Look there he goes, that boy is strange, no question.

Valentine continue to search for his ingredients. He was in luck for this time of year in Devildom, because it's their harvest season and there are so many delicacies and special imports from the human and celestial realm. Thanks to his brilliant, quick learning mind and his very good memory, he knew exactly what to look for AND finds items his pact mates been trying getting their hands on. Normally, his 'old' self would think this is for keeping them happy just to be pawns, but from now on, he must try to be like a family member.

Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

He found a good amount of meats such as the FirePhoenix meat, MadCow hamburgs and steaks, FilthyPig pork chops and his Lucifer's favorite, the HellFurry Peacock's pack fit for a celebration dinner. (Or in this case, a 'modest' feast made for a future Demon king's coronation.) He got a fair amount in wrapped plastic. Cause it's for sanitary reasons, even in literal hell.

Never part of any crowd - 'Cause his head's up on some cloud

He then moved on to the next selling stand where they sell a fair amount of human and Celestial goods. The first ones that he immediately noticed was ramen noodles. Mammon and Leviathan’s favorite for on the go or gaming. He remembers the first time he saw this in his last cycle of 'rebirth.' It was in his human realm and he was catching up to the latest youth trends and he was offered a cup. 'You can now just add boiling water and it's done? What kind of magic is this? Is there really no time nowadays to even prep the meals?' Was his first reaction and to him, it's a descent food but not as good as home cook ones he's best at. Would you like to know how mind blown when one time he made a thanksgiving feasts one time to his previous roommates and they were in disbelief when he said it's just a 'normal' dinner?

The other story about it was when he eats it again, this time with 'THE' Mammon, he was taken aback when he devoured it like a beast with no manner. Maybe due to the fact that they were in Mammon's room and not at the dinner table that he think good manners doesn't apply. Valentine did his best, at the time, to show he's 'relate-able' by sipping the broth from his cup. Mammon noticed him and it started off their friendship on good terms. Looking back, deep down Mammon's a good guy and well, he IS his first pact in order for him to gain power... He must at least show him that he's sorry for using him as a tool. Maybe later he can help him with clearing his debt a little or get him off the hook from Lucifer... just once if it's minor.

He got the human world of chicken and beef flavored ramens for Mammon and the Shrimp flavored ones for Leviathan.

No denying he's a funny boy, that Val.

He then stopped to see the imported figurines called 'anime' as they called it. Val was thinking 'first it's animation, then cartoons and now anime?' He thought of Leviathan, his second pact. At first he thought that he was just a shut-in otaku, but as time goes on, he felt he can relate to him. He was scared of people hurting him. He can't understand what 'normal' humans do or 'normies' does. He is passionate on things he's very interested in like TSL and Rurui-chan. He did helped him out sometimes when fixing his uniform one time due to his cosplays and sewing.

He saw some limited key sets of the latest Rurui-can collectables and decided to buy the one that had his color themed and his. 'Maybe he'll like me more if I show this as 'friendship phone straps' and make most out of that gaming app Majolish.'

Bonjour! - Good day! - How is your family?

He searched all over the fresh produce market for vegetables, fruits and exotic herbs. He was thankful that Beelzebub was NOT with him at the moment and his charm spell has cast him away. Otherwise, there will be a concerning letter along another separate big grocery bill and that would make his Lucifer stressed.

He was his third and quite a formidable power house. Finding out his weakness was not so hard and his raw strength does come in handy at times like lifting the couch with one hand while eating a cucumber sandwich in the other.

But what he admire and now values in Beel the most was his kindness. Sure, he does act dangerously ferocious when he was denied food one too many times, but for his family especially for his twin, he would do anything for them. Valentine can learn a thing or two from him.

He already knew Sour Raspberry pies will be another easy favorites, so he made sure that he bought plenty for pies and at least one of them for the others.

Now as for the other twin and the seventh born, Belphegor, he was the one who revealed his 'rebirth' ability to others when he was killed again. To his surprise, he came back to life in hours rather in years unlike the human realm. Must be the realm's magic or something cause he's certainly sure it ain't from his heritage. Belphie was the one who made him confess everything, his true plans, his back story and his reason why he needed power. He thought that at the moment he was going to be kicked out and send back. But instead, they forgave him, said that they were literal demons to each other and that they wanted to start over again with him but be more honest and true.

Belphegor was probably the one who he can be more open and honest with himself when talking afterwards. Asides back rubs and talking about the stars, he does seems like a likeable character and he does care. Like himself, he tries to make amends for his big brothers from his mistakes.

He saw some silky fabrics with night star patterns that reminded him of his favorite sleeping spot, the Planetarium. Maybe he can get some to make a pillow cover for him whenever he changes and washes out the laundry for bed sheets.

Bonjour! - Good day! - How is your wife?

He then came across the beauty sections where perfumes, jewelries, clothing, you name it is here. Too bad Asmodeous is being help up for catching up his neglected homework. He heard him dramatically sobbing from the other room of how 'cruel' it was for him being held up especially for today when fall fashion had just arrived today and that he'd always be the first in line.

I need six rotten eggs! - That's too expensive!

Asmodeous was the fourth he made pact with and to be fair, it was like they're staring at their own reflections of outer beauty wise. Both of them are beautiful in their characteristic ways such as Asmo is more self-care conscious while Val is more natural. They both shared much in common such as fashion statements, jewelries, skin care, Lucifer, ect...

While Asmo is narcissistic most of the time, he does think about others and wanted to help them as much as he can. One time he cut his finger and when Asmo saw it, he immediately took out the first aid kit.

Valentine decided to at least buy a beautiful beige scarf and a new hand lotion from the human world that's one of his favorite beauty lines.

There must be more than this provincial life!

He then hopped back on a black hellhorse royal carriages that was still new from the handle like it was a free ride during it's time. He was almost done with the shopping and he got most of the brother's favorites. He was in a trance of understanding what emotions are. He already knew what fear is, more than he can remembered. He knew, in others, how they acted with their emotions and their reactions. But he still haven't felt emotions himself until he discovered them during these months whenever he interacted and developed his relations with the brothers. Happiness, sadness, anger, laughter, embarrassment, envy, and others he had seen or heard before. It felt so new to him when he realized that for the first time in what seems forever, he laughed when there was that pillow fights saga and just last night when he had to confess about everything, he cried.

But most importantly, he started to develop something he can't quite describe yet... He decided to think about it later and hops off the carriage when they've passed at the bookstore where Satan gets his favorites and hard to get books. It's probably the only and closest bookstore in Devildom to get his books. [DEMON FOLKS] Look there he goes, that boy is so peculiar - I wonder if he's feeling well

What he finds attractive in Satan was his vastly knowledge on so many subjects. Like he, Valentine's no slouch when he shows his knowledge. (He lived for almost two centuries.) They can talked for hours on so many topics and they're quite close apart when it comes to the subject of Lucifer. He knows that Satan's power alone is powerful enough to make anyone quiver in fear, but he was also created from Lucifer's anger before he was casted out from heaven. Not to mention Lucifer was a former arc angel and to be honest: He's got that temper that needs to be kept in check unlike Lucifer.

None the less, he is still a valuable person that he was glad to make a pact after that trip to London for the swap curse saga. He picked up Satan's weekly orders and also he picked up a fairytale book for another report. 'Beauty and the Beast.' He read this story a few times before, remembered how both the girl and the Beast learned to love each other. Maybe he can learn too if he tried harder? He also picked up 'The little mermaid' too. For 'human lessons' reasons.

With a dreamy, far-off look and his nose stuck in a book - What a puzzle to the rest of us is Valentine

When he got out of the store, he saw a Hellish black horse that had blue flames as his mane and tail. The creature, like every others, felt a slight charm from Valentine. He took this opportunity to practice a bit of what it called 'kindness' by taking out his 'Beauty and the Beast' book and shows it to the beautifully yet terrifying creature. He then sings gently a bit to help it calm down. [VALENTINE]: Oh, isn't this amazing? It's my favorite part because you'll see - Here's where we meet Prince Charming but we won't discover that it's him till chapter three!

The Hellish black horse then rubs his cheeks with Valentine's as affection. "You're very welcome!" He then realized that he was then surrounded by a few other small street creatures and they were eyeing on him. If he doesn't ditch them soon, he'll get more than just a 'warning' from Lucifer when he sung while cleaning near open windows and not realizing there were Hellbats and Hellbirds flew in. (Though he admitted he finds his frowning face attractive when scolded.) So he the skedaddle over to the next stop. [GARGOYLE WOMAN]: Now it's no wonder that Asmodeous is worried, His looks have got no parallel.

He blushed at this felling what he recalled embarrassment. He halted when he arrived at one of his favorite clothing shop in Devildom. It's the only one that has those old vintage tuxedos and vests made for dukes and 18th centuries royalties. 'I guess I can look for a little bit before I return home.' He thought of himself.

[BUG CREATURE SHOPKEEPER]: But behind that fair façade, I'm afraid he's rather odd - Very diff'rent from the rest of us.

If you think Valentine's had a minor spell from his 'charms' for the demon lords alone, you might be mistaken when there's other powerful demons who wants to make a pact with him and we're not talking about Diavolo or Barbatos here.

[DEMON FOLKS]: He's nothing like the rest of us. Yes, diff'rent from the rest of us is Val!

In the Blood square of the town, there are two powerful demons in their own rights. They were from a neighboring kingdom, who's under the demon king's control, are there for their day off. One of them had a particular goal of meeting Valentine.

There was one demon who's name is Giovanni The Hellian. He's a high ranking demon for his strength, his manly appearance, his legendary rivalry against Beelzebub's sports team, but most importantly, he is very prideful. (In other words, he's the Devildom's version of Gaston from Beauty and the Beast.) He had red hair fairly long like Asmo's but slid back, his attire is something similar to a high school student for today. He threw a fireball towards a black horned goose that flew over them. It hit the poor creature and it hit the ground dead. “Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Giovanni! You're one the greatest hunter in the whole Devildom! I bet you'll be summoned by prince Diavolo one of these days for one of his hunting trips.” The other one was a fairly strong demon named Kiru, he was a male Incubus with some envy. He's got that bowl cut, brown hair and he wore the same team jacket as his friend does. He is most likely the support type. “ I know. I will get what I always want.” Giovanni boasted. “No beast alive stands a chance against you, ha ha! and no Incubus girl, for that matter.” Kiru replies as he took the goose in his bag for supper later. “It's true, Kiru, but I've got my sight set on that one in particular!” He pointed out at Valentine who he just exited the shop. “You mean the exchange human student by Diavolo himself?” Kiru questioned his friend's taste. “He's the one, the lucky boy I'm going to make a Formal pact with!” Giovanni boasted with pride. “But he's-” “The most beautiful boy in centuries I've lived through!” Giovanni cuts him. Kiru tried to tell him about Val, but Gio wasn't listening. “I know, but-” “That makes him the best. And don't I deserve the best?” Gio picks him up from his jacket's collar and look dead in the eye. Kiru fussed with it. “But of course! I mean, you do! But I-” He then drops him. [GIOVANNI]: “Right from the moment when I met him, saw him - I said he's gorgeous and I fell. Here in town there's only he - Who is beautiful as me. So I'm making plans to woo and pact with Val.”

Giovanni wanted Valentine more than just a simple pact, he wanted him to make an OFFICIAL demonic pact. The only difference is that a regular pact can easily be removed once a deal is set or done. An Demonic pact is more like a marriage bond. It's more 'official' and gives more power for the demon.

Giovanni only saw him three times at events prior to today. The first was at a Devil-ball game, where his team was up against Beelzebub's. Valentine was in the crowd along with the other seven demon lords. His feminine-like beauty had captured his attention. The second was on another sparring competitions where high ranking demons, including the seven lords themselves, practices and compete for top spots. The third one was at Diavolo's party where Valentine had changed his appearance to fit in with other demons. He almost ask him for a dance until Lucifer took him away from him. Gio wouldn't let that glare from Lucifer that night to keep him away from Valentine. He 'marched' straight to Valentine who's just strolling into the further end of the town, presumably to return to the House of Lamentation. Whenever Giovanni wanted something, he takes it. No compromise. [FEMALE CHEERLEADING INCUBUSES] Look there he goes. Isn't he dreamy? Monsieur Giovanni, Oh! he's so cute! Be still my heart. I'm hardly breathing! He's such a tall, red, strong and handsome brute! [Witch Woman:] Bonjour! [Giovanni:] Pardon [Beauty incubus:] Good day! [Clown Woman 2:] Mais oui! [Undead Woman:] You call this bacon? [Werewolf Woman:] What lovely grapes! [Vampire Man:] Some cheese? [Ghost Woman:] Ten yards! [Cat Man:] One pound.

Unfortunately, the busy hour of the demon folks in the town residence had commence their daily routines. They unknowingly prevented him to reach Valentine who he was walking away from them.

[Giovanni:] Excuse me! Please let me through! [Vampire Cheese merchant:] I'll get the knife [Undead Woman:] This bread - [Werewolf Woman:] Those fish - [Witch Woman:] It's stale! [Clown Woman:] They smell! [Ogre Men:] Madame's mistaken. [Ogre Women:] Well, maybe so. [Demon folks:] Good morning! Oh, good morning!

Back on Valentine, he looked around to see several interactions between the demon town folks. Some were happy, upset, angry and more. He knew beforehand what they were, but he still haven't learn how and why. Which was new and exiting to him. [VALENTINE]: There must be more than my provincial life!

Eventually, Giovanni had catch up to him.

[GIOVANNI]: Just watch, I'm going to make Valentine a pact!

Gio had placed a hand on Valentine's shoulder and the human looked back at the demon. Val recognized the face before but he was clueless on who he was. “My name is Giovanni The Hellian. You might have heard of me before, haven't you? Ha! Well, as usual, I'm full of surprises for anyone.” Poor Val was like 'Have we really met before?'

[DEMON TOWNSFOLK]: Look there he goes! The boy is strange but special. A most peculiar gentlemen! It's a pity and a sin - he doesn't quite fit in.

Giovanni continues to 'flirt' by bragging himself even more, unknowingly that Valentine's still doesn't know him asides his name. “You know, my little Valentine, there's not a demon in all of the Devildom's united kingdoms who wouldn't LOVE to be in your shoes. This is the day-” Gio had noticed he looked at the widow reflection of himself and just wiped something on one of his sharp teeth with his triangular tong. “Ah, ahem! THIS is the day where all of your hearts desires comes true.” Valentine might not be a social butterfly, but he knows how narcissistic characters can be. (He ought to know, he was born from one.) “What do you know about my desires? Do you know me well enough about my life before I live here?” Does this demon knew about his mother who she's rumored to be a very legendary, powerful witch? Who she's so powerful that almost every demon shuttered at her very name? Whom she had an obsession of dominance and control over him and tries to break him?

“I know plenty! Picture this!” Giovanni then traps Valentine between himself and the wall. “Once I've risen up and be acknowledged by future Demon King Diavolo, we will live in a modern luxury apartment with all the latest gadgets and clothing. My latest kills roasting in a white, electronic, up to date kitchen that does all the cooking and my beautiful little human, massaging my horns and wings. We'll also have beautiful incubuses to satisfy our needs, so I don't mind if you wanted some fun on the side. I'll make sure we'll have big beds to fit all of us.”

“For you and them?” Valentine 'innocently' asked. Does he think he KNOWS Valentine that well?! “Ha! Not just them but also you! Don't worry, I'll make sure you'll be the only one sleeping in my arms.” Valentine then slides underneath his barring arms. “Thank you for the invite, but your picture and mine are very different paintings.” Giovanni doesn't let him go. He grabbed Valentine's wrist with a bit of force. “Make a formal pact with me, Valentine. Only you can help me.” Val tried to pull away from him. “I'm sorry but no, I want to be with the one I love, not just for status or image alone.”

Giovanni laughed “Love? Ha! Don't be ridiculous! I like my human more obedient, not-” His eyes widen as to someone who was standing behind Valentine. He recognized this menacing aura. “Didn't you heard what our human said? He's not interested making a pact with you.” He then saw red gloves freeing his wrist and he held it up while the other one covered his left torso. “Lucifer...” Valentine whispered with a blush when he looked up to him. “I suggest you leave him be if you want to keep your current status and have a chance to be promoted by Lord Diavolo himself.” Giovanni tsked and then leaves them, cussing mumbling 'freaks.'

“Are you alright? Have he done anything else to harm you?” Lucifer's attention is now on Valentine. “Yes, I'm fine. He really was a brainless boar.” Val responded. He then felt a hand brushed through his long hair and then lips on his fore head. His cheeks heated up. Lucifer chuckled. “My words exactly.” Valentine then looked down. “I... I know that I've wronged you and your brothers with pacts that I made prior to last night's confession. I really mean it when I said that I will change and... I DO want to be with someone I love. I can't stand being with someone who's just wants me as a possession and not as an only partner for life!” That makes Lucifer smiled. “Then you'll only need to prove it yourself if you ever want it really bad. If you can manage to make amends with my brothers, I will forgive you and maybe, we can make a pact. But my standards are normally high, are you sure you want that?” Valentine looked up straight in Lucifer's red eyes and nodded. “Good. Now, how about we both take quality time at the nearest cafe? I want to know a bit more about your... 'early' life in details. The others can wait for a bit.” Valentine then accepted Lucifer's invitation without hesitation. Lucifer chuckled as both of his left wings covered Valentine and pulls him closer to him. “That's what I like to hear. Now, stay close to me. I don't want you to be with another demon apart from me and my brothers, is that understood?”

[DEMON TOWNSFOLK]:'Cause he really is a funny boy. A beauty but a funny boy. He really is a funny boy. That Val! (Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!)

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Yeah, this is a different Gaming AU that I’ve played on my phone and I really liked @snowandseven‘s OC and story arcs.

Obey Me! Game belongs to Solomare. OC belongs to @snowandseven

#obey me #obey me lucifer #asmodeus #levitan #mammon #lucifer #beezlebub #belpheghor #satan #MC #OC #snowandseven #fanfic

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I would ask you 1-100 but that's a huge request and doubt you'll do it, UNLESS🤔🙃

UNLESS....

1. Name- Deanna or as everyone knows me, Star

2. Nationality- American

3. Age- 19

4. Birthday- April 5th

5. Zodiac sign (or your primal zodiac sign)- Aries

6. Gender- Female

7. Sexuality- Bi/Pan (im fine with either)

8. Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself)- Dark brown hair, greenish eyes and body of a 12 year old boy

9. What do you/did you study?- Animation

10. What’s your current job like?/What job would you like to have?- I work in an ice cream shop just as a job but i wanna be an animator or writer for shows

11. Your birth order- Youngest of 2

12. How many siblings do you have?- One

13. Do you have good relations with your family?- for the most part

14. How many friends do you have?- I would say I have about 8 close friends and then just a ton of other friends

15. Your relationship status- single but accepting applications

16. What do you look for in a SO?- usually a pulse and good hair

17. Do you have a crush?- kinda but also no

18. When did you have your first kiss?- haven't yet :(

19. Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands?- prob meaningful

20. What are your deal breakers?- smoking and drugs and how they treat others

21. How was your day?- well i just woke up so i guess good.

22. Favourite food & drink- Raspberry iced tea/Vanilla Lattes and Chowmein or burgers

23. What position do you sleep in?- either on my side or stomach. Im usually curled up in a ball so prime cuddle position...just saying

24. What was your last dream about?- I think it was about cake..

25. Your fears- bugs and the overwhelming thought of me being a failure

26. Your dreams- being someone where others can be inspired by

27. Your goals- to live a life with no regrets (i know typical right?) but also have a successful career.

28. Any pets?- 2 doggos

29. What are your hobbies?- drawing, painting, writing, video games, reading

30. Any cool places in your area?- kinda but you gotta drive to them so not really

31. What was your last awkward situation?- me stuttering over my words at work

32. What is your last regret?- idk

33. Language/s you can speak- English and barely any French

34. Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.)- hell yeah

35. Have any quirks?- i can make a guinea pig noise and can stand on my head for a while.

36. Your pet peeves- having my neck being touched and mouth breathing

37. Ideal vacation- Any disney park

38. Any scars?- only mentally

39. What does your last text message say? “Shes being a big girl and taking 5 classes.”

40. Last 5 things from your search history- im to lazy to check but prob youtube or fics

41. What’s your [device] background?- Phone background is a painting from a museum and my computer is a bunch of Nintendo items

42. What do you daydream about?- being a voice actor or a pirate

43. Describe your dream home- one that looks like a castle

44. What’s your religion/Your thought about religion- I was raised Catholic but i really dont practice it anymore. I think it its a beautiful thing and alot of good comes from it, however i dont like it when it is used to harm others or defend evil people

45. Your personality type- So i took a test based on the 16 different ones and I am an Advocate type which apparetnly is very rare and less than one percent of the pop are it. https://www.16personalities.com/ heres the link if you wanna take it!

46. The most dangerous thing you’ve done- I used to suck on batteries as a child

47. Are you happy with your current life?- for the most part

48. Some things you’ve tried in your life- Snorkeling in Hawaii (which i almost died), Crystal Cave tour and donuts which i hate

49. What does your wardrobe consist of?- hoodies and graphic tees

50. Favourite colour to wear?- black

51. How would you describe your style?- comfortable and sometimes i look good

52. Are you happy with your current looks?- ye

53. If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be?- I want blue hair one day

54. Any tattoos or piercings?- have my ears and now my nose pierced but i do want tattoos in the future

55. Do you get complimented often?- usually for my hair and i find it happens often

56. Favourite aesthetic?- Gothic and pastel

57. A popular trend that you dislike- crop tops

58. Songs you’re currently obsessed with?- “Good Night Moon” by Go Radio

59. Song you normally wouldn’t admit you like.- My Little Pony and Sofia the First songs slap

60. Favourite genre?- pop punk or pop

61. Favourite artist/band/genre? -Panic!, Taylor Swift

62. Hated popular songs/artists?- I wouldn’t say hate but im not really a fan of Billie Ellish, maybe i need to sit down and really listen but its just not my jam. I think shes a cool person and i love watching her on tv and what she stands for. By i hate Drake and Chris Brown for sure.

63. Put your music on shuffle and list first 5- Head above Water, Happy when im sad, Love bug, Casual affair, I believe. So Avril Lavigne, Jonas Brothers and Panic!

64. Can you sing or play any instruments?- Im not the worst singer but im also not fantastic and i can’t play

65. Do you like karaoke?- sometimes

66. Own any albums?- like cds then yes

67. Do you listen to radio? What stations?- not anymore

68. Favourite movie/series?- Any disney or pixar

69. Favourite genre of movies/books/etc- YA like adventure books

70. Your fictional crush/es- oh here we go. Juvia and Gray (Fairytail), Catwoman, Danny Phantom, Captain Hook and Regina Mills and Henry (Ouat), Steve (stranger things), Riddler (gotham) and Molly Hooper (Sherlock) and prob more.

71. Which fictional character is you?- prob a mixture of Momo and Deku from My Hero and Honey from Ouran

72. Are you a shipper? List your otps, if so. Am I a shipper? ha. aight Gruvia, Nalu, Gajevy, Jerza, Kiribaku, Kacchacko, Todomomo, tododeku, LadyNoir and the love square, Captain Swan, Outlaw Queen, The powerpuff girls and the rowdyruff boys (respected partners) and like five thousand others

73. Favourite greek god?- Hades and Persephone

74. A legend from where you live that you like- literally nothing from where i live

75. Do you like art? What’s your favourite work or artist?- love art and i cant just pick one

76. Can you share your other social media?- i mean you can follow me on twitter at StarsnShortcake but all thats there is my shitty tweets and interactions with my friends and Voice actors lol

77. Favourite youtubers?- Mikes Mic, Macdoesit, Twamiz, Larri, Dan Howell, Amazing Phil, Jenna Marbles, Shane Dawson, Steph Inc, Garret Watts, and like a ton more

78. Favourite platform?- Tumblr or twitter

79. How much time do you spend on the internet?- too much

80. What video games have you played? Which one’s your favourite?- I love anything Nintendo

81. Your favourite books (manga also counts)- Kingdom Keepers, Suicide Notes and the Selection Series to name a few

82. Do you play board/card games?- Yes

83. Have you ever been to a night marathon in cinema?- nope

84. Favourite holiday- thanksgiving for the food

85. Are you into dramas?- ye

86. Would you use death note, if you had one?- haha ye

87. What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to?- no racism, sexism, homophobia and legal marriage everywhere. Also that no one goes hungry and everyone has a nice place to live.

88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse?- probably

89. If you had to be turned into a paranormal being, what would it be?- a hot demon

90. What would you want to happen to you after your death?- I turn into a goddess

91. If you had to change your name, what would be your pick?- ooo Celeste is a cool name

92. Who would you switch your life with for a week?- hmmm Tara Strong

93. Pick an emoji to be your tattoo- either the stars or the black heart or the fireworks

94. Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true- Ive never eaten a chicken nugget, I can do the splits and I have cat

95. Cold or hot?- hot

96. Be a hero or be a villain?- oooooo um im a sucker for villains

97. Sing everything you want to say or rhyme?- Rhyme

98. Shapeshifting or controlling time?- Shape shifting, i could be a plant

99. Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death?- bold of you to assume i would wanna live forever

100. ….. or …..?- :0

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS ANON CAUSE IT TOOK FOREVER.

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Polyhex Wars, Book 1 Part 4: Starscream, What Are You Even Doing?

Red Alert is not enjoying his time in space. Nobody on the Autobot team currently in space is likely enjoying it, but it’s Red Alert’s internal monologue we’re following at present, and he is just really not feeling this. How long have they been in space? Hours? Days? We just don’t know. Time has no meaning, not in the inky void of space.

He stares out onto the distant, beautiful orb that is Cybertron, and notices the big honkin’ rocket thrusters the Decepticons strapped to the back of it in Polyhex. That’s going to have to be fixed, if they ever get out of this.

The Celestial explodes in the distance. Okay, so it’s been like five minutes.

Oh no, it better not be Ammo! We spent nearly half a page describing how hot he was, it’d be a shame to waste all that hard work!

No, actually, it’s Gridlock, who you shouldn’t really worry about, because he’s OC cannon-fodder. He was born to die, because someone had to be in this, and I’m not sure that Quark existed as a concept when this was written.

But how did he die? Turns out the Subterrainians had a feeling someone might try to “save” them, and installed some pretty effective defensive measures. Of course, the Autobots aren’t going to take the hint, because they’re about on the same level as the Care Bears in terms of helpfulness.

Of course, if this is a city of anti-war pacifists, it seems a bit off-brand to have such a devastating automated weapon. Suspicious. And that’s if the thing was even automated to begin with- when it went off, Courier went and shot it, and it’s impossible to tell just what exactly the thing was.

Over at Autobot City, Starscream’s decided to count his eggs before they hatch, leaving to confront Megatron before assuring that all the Autobots have been dealt with. He calls Soundwave to finish off the work for him, then hops on a shuttle to Castle Decepticon. This probably won’t end well for him, because when does it ever?

Back in the London Underground, the boys have found a matter-transport device. It’s a small one, and they’ll have to take turns if they want to get out of here. Trasher will go last, because he’ll be operating it, and also because he’s cannon-fodder.

He is so blatantly not on the up-and-up. Hound what the fuck are you doing trusting this guy?

The boys start queuing up in an orderly fashion and loading into the transport. As this is happening, Courier gets distracted by the sound of voices. Looks like the Decepticons finally showed up. The Autobots better hurry.

The next round of transport riders climb on, and it looks like Trasher hasn’t been paying attention, because he didn’t realize Flipside and Reargunner got offed back in the sewers. This pisses him the hell off, and he’s feeling mighty vengeful as he shunts the group through the teleport.

The next group only has three- it’s Blaster, Ammo, and Hound. Because of course Hound is going with Ammo, are you kidding? Hound says that Trasher and Courier could come with, but Courier, because he is so obviously evil, says “no thanks, we’ll catch up.”

You little shit, there aren’t any Decepticons at all, are there? You told a lie about hearing them because that’s what you are- a liar!

Hound’s group teleports, and Trasher immediately loads the next ride and books it. Ten seconds to launch.

Over on the other side of the teleport- they’ve wound up in the catacombs- Hound’s attempting to account for everyone.

Courier zaps in, alone. Apparently the Decepticons attacked the moment after Hound’s group left, killing Trasher instantly. Look, you were already suspicious when the thing with the defense system happened, just throw this guy in that one dude’s subspace and call it jail.

Oh yeah, there’s a dude whose only role seems to be having very big robot pockets. His name is Multibot, and he’s currently running around with a corpse inside him.

God, he’s just… the perfect action hero. The Terminator wants what Ammo has.

Back over at Autobot City, Soundwave’s doing what he does best- being the best, that is. He orders the Decepticon forces to him, to regroup for the final attack. They might just win this.

Or, they would if Optimus hadn’t just stepped out to get all these dang kids off his lawn.

Is this why Optimus is such a jackass in Eugenesis? Just the pendulum swinging to the other end of the spectrum as Roberts defines his understanding of these characters? Is Eugenesis Optimus Prime a commentary on the hero worship we participate in during our youth, and the impossible standards it creates as a result, thereby setting oneself up for disappointment when our heroes are revealed to be regular, fallible beings? Am I reading way too into these fanfics about giant space robots written by a teenage boy? The answer may surprise you!

Soundwave ought to know how this goes by now, but playing to canon-typical ignorance, he orders the Decepticons to focus their attack on Optimus.

Optimus has gotten used to being god-mode pretty quickly, creating a massive forcefield with a simple swing of the arm. He’s taken the time to also be outfitted with what’s probably half the Autobot Armory, and starts dishing that out in addition to his new-found powers.

Holy- and y’all wonder why the hell Cybertron went to ecological shit.

Soundwave calls for his band of idiots to head back to the pods, and they head back into orbit. Starscream didn’t let Soundwave in on his little plan to overthrow Megatron, but it’s not exactly a secret if you’re doing in on a weekly basis. Soundwave calls up his boss to give him a heads-up, sighing all the while.

Back on the surface of the planet, everyone is understandably freaked out by Optimus’ new powers.

Are you telling me that Optimus is currently more powerful than a COMSICALLY POWERED STARSCREAM? No wonder people are concerned- they’re probably expecting another toyline-based purge to happen.

Optimus is feeling pretty gung-ho about following the Decepticons, not bothering to acknowledge his soldiers’ fears about him having the power to create and destroy with a mere thought. He conjures a starship out of thin air, and the narrative lets us know that it’s autumn. Is this perhaps a Thanksgiving special? Fuck no, because that’s an American holiday, but it might just be a Halloween one with the way things are going.

Not wanting to argue with the space pope and his godlike power, the Autobots of Autobot City load up on the ship and set out for Cybertron.

Over with everyone’s favorite gremlin, Starscream’s just reentered regular space after subspacing it up, ready to face Megatron. He’s pulling around to Polyhex when he notices the clump of Autobots floating just above the atmosphere. He, while assuming they’re dead, decides to take a detour and run into them with his pod, just for the heck of it. Starscream’s a little scary.

Red Alert notices the pod coming towards them, and chalks today up as not being one of the best he’s had.

Down on Cybertron, Ravage has spotted Starscream, and promptly reports it to Megatron, who orders he be killed. Ravage complies, with more glee than could probably be deemed professional, and fires a laser up at the pod.

Starscream, being a crafty little bugger, narrowly evades this attack, then keeps going for the Autobots floating around in space. Starscream’s priorities seem a little off here, but at least he knows what he wants.

Megatron flies into a rage at this, throwing Ravage out of the chair and taking the controls for himself as he fires off another volley.

Red Alert sees this, sees Starscream still coming for them, and wonders what he could have possibly done for karma to be so cruel.

The laser misses them, and they start falling towards the surface of the planet.

I guess they were lower than I’d interpreted, if slipstreams are happening.

Megatron’s enjoying blasting Starscream out of the sky a little too much, whooping and hollering as he tears the escape pod asunder. At least someone’s having a good day.

Over with Hound and friends, everyone’s pretty bummed out about Trasher being dead. Blaster notices activity up ahead in the catacombs, giving everyone pause. No one an figure out where the sound is coming from at first.

But they figure it out. The stuffing-robots-into-vents trend is back! I was beginning to miss it.

Multibot comes into play here, revealing that his name pulls from the phrase “multi-tool” as one of his fingers flips open and out pops a laser scalpel/screwdriver. Yes, it is an odd combination, but it does the trick. He takes off the grill and Hound pokes his head in to see what all the hubbub’s about. He doesn’t like what he sees, not one bit.

But that revelation will have to wait ’til next time, because that’s the end of Book 1!

#transformers #jro #polyhex wars #book one #part four #maccadam #Hannzreads #text post #long post #prose writing

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All my friends are dead.

Something strange is trending in my life.

All my friends die.

At the beginning of my sophmore year in college, my roommate from freshman year died tragically in a single vehicle car crash. Her name was Allison Lynam. We called her Blake. She was sassy and funny and I wish I would've taken more time to know her.

The rain was torrential the night she died. I swear I've never seen it rain that hard ever again in my life. She drove to the store along Highway 36 in Long Branch,NJ. She had off campus housing that year and had to use the highway often. The road was terribly flooded the night she died. Im told she hydroplaned, spun, and T-boned the driver side smack into an electrical pole. Her family still decorates it.

At that very same moment, in my dorm room nearby, I was watching TV when the lights suddenly flickered and dimmed. A brown out.

I had no idea but that was my friend crashing into a pole and dying. She was 19 years old.

I know this because that accident happened near the mall. That accident killed the power to nearby businesses.

I later found out that the road she died on was so badly flooded, the police intended to close it. Why they didnt get to it in time, I'll never know. Maybe that's fate.

Then there was Jessica Blain. Jessica Blain was a firecracker of a human being. She was 100% unmistakable. One of the loudest, funniest, most loyal people and friends I have ever met. She was also an incredibly gifted singer and I was lucky enough to have Chorus with her. We, along with a small group of friends, founded a new greek organization on our campus, Alpha Xi Delta. We were paired up as Twins. (you can't have Bigs & Littles when you're just starting the Family Tree). We named the family we formed Fuck Up Your Shit. Because that's what we'd do for a friend. I miss her laugh most of all. It was loud and unapologetic. She was there for me, supportive, and encouraging without me ever having to ask. The night I officially finished college we all went out to the local gay club, The Colosseum. I got wasted, of course. But Jess was the person who when I shouted 'I have to pee' on the ride home, she stopped and knocked on strangers doors and asked to let me use their bathrooms. Nobody said yes so she held my hand while I peed on a fence instead. I remember the last time we spoke. She was at a concert with a mutual friend. We hadn't spoken much since I graduated, she was still in school.

She died in her dorm room bed on Halloween as a result of asphyxiation during an epileptic seizure. She was 20 years old. The news was broken to me that very same Halloween night as I floated along in NY on a concert cruise. The World/Inferno Friendship Society decided to host Hallowmas, their annual event, on a boat this year. Nothing like being trapped on a musical boat while you grieve. I had messaged her AIM late that night to say hi. She had an away message up. I may have sent a message to a dead person. I miss her friendship more than I realize sometimes.

That brings us to James Padden. James was a warm, snuggly bear of a guy who always tried to do the right thing and let me steal his hoodies. He insantly became my best friend in a Stepbrothers-esque manner. I met James working overnights at Wawa in Leonardo, NJ. I forget how it started now, but we were standing in front of the deli and I think I tossed him a broom or he already had one. . . I cant remember now.. . . but he just took one look at me with that mischievous little twinkle that I quickly returned and we instantly began sword fighting with our brooms. Like two little boys playing pretend and having a ball. He was sweet and silly and kind. I needed a ride, and he loved to drive. Our first winter as friends, we went out doing donuts in the snow. I barely knew him, but I felt safe. We smoked a ton of weed and had so many adventures trying to procure more. One time, we got so high driving to a Dropkick Murphys concert in NY we kept going in circles, missed almost the entire show save for the last 3-5 numbers, and had a blast. I can barely remember the night, but I remember laughing hard in that car. No one could talk to me like James. We were both insecure being chubby kids and adults, but so charismatic and grandiose that I sometimes thought we were the only two who would put up with listening to each others wild ideas and ridiculous banter. We would smoke joints and take adderall and talk about everything and anything. I miss the safety and closeness I felt with him. We were always 100% platonic, but we could nap together, I could walk into his house and jump on him in bed and wake him up. Then we would cook ourselves a breakfast feast and hit the beach. He taught me to always take the back roads. I gave him advice on the ladies. He taught me about fixing cars. I helped shave his back. He called his new pick up truck, a pick'um up truck. We could wax philosophical all damn day and not get sick of each other.

It wasnt just driving he loved, it was going fast. Like so many young white men, he had tendency to be a little reckless. The universe gave him a pass only so many times.

I'll never forget when he got his motorcycle. It was the last time I saw him. It was a bright green crotch rocket. He loved lime green. I was doing yoga in the living room when I heard this obnoxious engine rev down my street. I asked myself, who the hell is making this noise?! And it was James, grinning from ear to ear with a matching helmet on his shiny new toy.

before he left I said, 'you die on that thing, I'll bring you back to life and kill you." I remember giving him this very long and intentional hug and not knowing why I felt compelled to hang on.

When he left and hopped back on the bike, I felt compelled again and took a video of him riding away from my driveway until he was entirely out of sight.

That's my very last memory of him alive. James Padden died on Thanksgiving five days after his 25th birthday. He went out for a joyride on his bike before dinner, opened up to 100mph around a curve where he couldn't see a car pulling out around the bend in time. They called a medevac, but he died on scene. I loved James dearly and I regret drifting apart after we both left Wawa and I started a new relationship. He had stuff too, but in hindsight it never seems important.

Then there's JB. I will always remember JB for his kindness and generosity. The very first time I finally worked up the nerve to go to a poetry slam, I was alone and terrified. I had no idea what to expect. JB was the very first person to turn around, introduce himself, and welcome me. He made me feel like I belonged. Years later, when I won the title of Grand Slam Champion, he immediately offered to help coach me for national competition. Except, I didn't see the messages and left them unanswered, which I deeply regret. When I started hosting my own open mic a few years after that, JB would be one of the only people to consistently come support the show both as an audience member and participant. It was at a pizza joint and he would sometimes buy me food when I had no money. He wrote beautiful poems about his two young daughters and how much they inspired him. JB always tried to make people laugh but you could tell he carried a sadness. I did not get details, but from what I have gathered he made a choice to end his life. I wish I would have gotten closer to him and appreciated him more as a friend and person. I wonder if he felt no one cared about him and I feel like I should've let him know more.

Which brings us to Crys. Crystopher Anthony Diaz was a Scorpio with a big heart and a big personality. I met him on Myspace back in the day and started Web camming. We became friends and eventually fell into this gray area of friends, together, but not. It wasn't long before I was spending days at his place, killing hours at a time downloading music, making Wawa runs, and smoking weed with his roommate at the time, Syd. You know, the whole reason I worked at Wawa was Crys suggesting it. And Wawa is the reason I met James. Crys was unlike anyone I'd ever met. He was poetic and artistic and loved animals, especially pit bulls. He loved to draw and write and had this very out loud style that favored Earth tones. He taught me about fashion and insisted on getting dressed even if it was 1am and we were just going to Wawa because you never know who you might see. We would buy new clothes at Walmart and have photo shoots. That boy drank his weight in coffee daily. If it's one thing I'll always remember him for, it's the dancing. Dancing was a passion of his and always used to talk about wanting to form a dance crew. Eventually, we ended up living together for four years. My first apartment was with him in this piece of shit duplex rented to us by a slumlord in Keansburg,NJ. My relationship with him was always defined by our Aries/Scorpio dynamic and he never let me forget it. His birthday was October 30th, mischief night. One time, after we had moved into a new place, we decided to get revenge on our old downstairs neighbor by taking a finished lobster carcass and throwing it on his lawn. . . . . . . Keansburg had a terrible stray cat problem. 😁

I have so many memories with Crystopher. Unfortunately, towards the end of our relationship things became too tumultuous. We had too much unresolved baggage and trauma to find a healthy place emotionally together. We were so financially strained for a time we hardly ate. And then when he met his new girlfriend Laura, she introduced him to her good friend, Roxy. As in Roxcicet. aka Blues. Neither of us knew what that even was at the time. But he sure learned quick. He started using them pretty frequently as time went on, and things only got more complicated. My mental health took a nose dive. By the time I moved out our relationship was trash. I basically left. At the time, I didnt have a choice. things had gotten so bad between us, the money, the using . . . we didn't act like friends anymore.

I saw him a couple times at his new place but that was years ago. Since then, he went through a lot, including homelessness and more struggles with addiction to opiates. He reached out to me and sent me a message apologizing for everything a couple years back. I never responded. I was afraid I would let him back into my life and let the all the problems back in. I didnt trust where he was at in his life. We lost touch and stopped speaking.

His ex, who used to live with us and became my friend, messaged me and told me he died a few days ago. He was 35. I'm still waiting for information, but it may have been drug related. I'm not even sure where I'm at with how I feel. I know why we stopped talking. It was the right thing to do at the time. But he didnt deserve to die so young, having spent the last god knows how many months homeless. It's fucking with me so hard because we never resolved anything. I loved this person so fucking much and we never made peace. Of everyone I've lost, he was the closest to me. I've had a lot of people die on me but none that I lived with and shared a life with. I have more memories with him than I can handle and while I know we hadn't spoken in years and why, I still wish I would've said something. Done something. Yes, i needed healthy boundaries but he needed somebody. when is being firm too firm? If we would've helped, could it have been different? But we didn't want to help at the time, you try to be tough and draw a line. Be firm. Not let yourself be taken advantage of. But is that a defense? Did that defensiveness leave a human being who's head i used to scratch until he fell asleep out in the cold to get sicker and die?

What am I supposed to learn from all this Universe? Why do you take my friends so young and so tragically? I'm only 35, I'm too young to have this much loss.

Because these are just the major players I've lost. It doesnt include my cousin Jared, who died being reckless on a motorcycle at 21 two years ago. I was 15 when he was born. I loved that baby, he used to bite my nose. But his family lived far, so I rarely saw him growing up. Last time I saw him was at my grandfather's funeral. He didn't remember me and the nose biting.

And then there's Marcos who we used to chill with. He worked delivery for our favorite chinese food place. He was a nice kid who lived with his grandparents. We would get food, smoke weed, hang out a little. Even used to buy it off him for a while. Eventually he got into the opiates too, he even wound up being good friends with Crys and being Blue buddies. But eventually Marcos died from an opiate overdose. He was in his mid twenties.

I didnt want to include Ricky because he was more of an acquaintance for me, he was more my partners childhood friend. But god damn, in the time I knew Ricky that kid was a riot. He was loud and funny and definitely marched to the beat of his own drum. Drugs took him too.

Thanks for reading all this if you've made it this far. It's taken me about two hours to type this out on my phone. but i needed to. Thanks for coming to my TedTalk

#death #story #story prompt #grief #friends #loss #love #dying #grieving #sad #lessons #life lessons #writeblr #writing #compose

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You've heard the saying "good things come in small packages," but we will openly admit that opinions are mixed when it comes to Brussels sprouts. A quintessential ick food for kids (but not all kids!), a vegetable some eaters only come to enjoy as adults, the Brussels sprout regularly skirts the edges of trendiness but never quite hits the big time (hey, kale, we knew you when). Maybe 2020 will be the year. In the meantime, Brussels sprouts gain their moment of glory at this time of year on holiday tables. Why now? They are slow growers, taking three or more months to reach maturity for harvest, but they also love the cold. While we humans shiver through the first cold days of the season, Brussels sprouts hit their prime, becoming sweeter - yes sweet - after a frost. It doesn't hurt that they roast up nicely in a hot oven and add a welcome splash of green to the dinner spread when so many fall and winter foods come in a palette of russet and brown. The upside of it being so cold before Thanksgiving is that Brussels sprout season is going to be really good from the outset.

As the name implies, Brussels sprouts are a European thing. It may have been a vegetable that was always around but not very notable until it became a food fad in the Netherlands in the 1500s. Maybe you have heard of Tulip Mania? The Dutch were big on plant-based fads. In the 1700s French settlers brought Brussels sprouts to Louisiana and they spread across the U.S. from there. Now most are grown on the west coast and around 80% are sold frozen. So despite the fact that the northeast has a good climate for growing Brussels sprouts, if you want to get them fresh and local your best bet is to buy them directly from the farm via the farmers market, a farm stand or a CSA.

Brussels sprouts may seem like a dignified option at mealtime, but they come from a ridiculous looking plant. They grow in a spiral pattern up a tall, thick stalk with wildly protruding leaves. In the market you can find them cut from the stalk and sold loose or still attached to the stalk but with most of the leaves trimmed off. Buying them loose means the laborious task of cutting the tough stems has been taken care of for you. Unfortunately the large central stalk is too fibrous to eat but buying the whole stalk means the Brussels sprouts will stay fresh longer. If you opt for loose, try to cook the Brussels sprouts the week you buy them to avoid losing sweetness and to avoid having to peel off more than one layer of dry/bruised outer leaves.

In the field Brussels sprouts look alien but they are just itty bitty cabbages. When you are in the farmers market, show your kids a big head of cabbage and compare it to a Brussels sprout. The idea of playing Godzilla to a plate of miniature cabbages might get them to try something new! Brussels sprouts are good for dogs too because of the fiber they offer. For pooches they should be cooked simply (try steaming) and served in limited quantities so as to not overwhelm their digestion. Humans can enjoy Brussels sprouts in an enormous variety of preparations. If you're not on board for what might be the hottest food trend of 2020 (we're just going to go ahead and call it), try Brussels sprouts in a completely different preparation than you have had before and you might start to see their appeal: raw and shaved into salads and slaws, pickled like sauerkraut, steamed whole, sliced and sautéed, halved and oven roasted or even quartered and deep fried.

#Brussels sprouts #fall food #autumn #autumn food #seasonal eating #seasonal food #seasonal produce #eat local #eat in season #new york food

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purplesurveys · 4 years

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How are you today? I’m doing okay. My classmates in my least favorite class, Newspaper Layout and Design, have been a big pain in my ass and I’ve been carrying the entire class on my back because no one has the initiative to start giving a fuck about the requirements (I’d want to not give a fuck either, but someone has to and I’m probably the most grade-conscious person in that class) – but it’s a Friday and I’m having amazing coffee right now so it balances out. Do you have mean comments that replay in your head and haunt you? Not really. Some days I’ll remember the one hate comment I got on my ask.fm which led me to delete my account altogether, but it doesn’t bother me because I kinda proved that person wrong eventually.

For context, they told me I should stop wishing to be in UP so bad and to actually pass the entrance exam first before I’m allowed to talk about how much the university means to me. Joke’s on them – I passed the UPCAT not long after. Doesn’t mean I’d forgot the demotivating message, though.

^If so, do you know why that is? I always want to please people and thrive on compliments, so I’m bound to remember every single bad thing anyone tells me. What are you currently worried about, if anything? I’m worried about my deadlines for my Layout class. The requirements are a group effort, and so long as my classmates don’t start moving, I can’t really pass my parts anyway because I have to wait on them. UGH Did you go Black Friday shopping this past Black Friday? Pls stop asking me first-world references

^If so, what was the best deal you got? Have you ever been Black Friday shopping? What is your favorite Thanksgiving food? Do you wear a watch every day? No. Wearing them always makes me feel like there is something on my wrist, and that bugs me haha.

Pineapple or pepperoni? I don’t like either. All-cheese pizzas are my favorite. What food makes you feel nauseous? Not to say that it makes me feel like vomiting or dizzy, but I was never really a big fan of blue cheese. I can handle it on my pizza and sometimes its flavor jibes well with the other cheeses, but the taste always sticks out so I’m not particularly obsessed with it. Have you ever seen a spirit? No. When you have your own house someday, what color Christmas tree do you want and how will you decorate it? I want it traditional, so I’m going with green. It’s gonna have all sorts of decor like baubles, snowflakes, tinsel, leaves, etc. My family has always made an effort to make our trees look super nice and detailed and I wanna pass that on when I have my own place and maybe even kids down the road. Name 3 youtube channels you've been loving lately. HiHo Kids, Mankalor, and Moon Jeongwon’s vlogging channel. Do you have a youtube channel? I do but it’s only so that YouTube can tailor my homepage to what I’m into at the moment, and so that I can like/dislike videos haha. I don’t post my own content. ^If so, does your family approve? ...I don’t think they should have an opinion about me owning a YouTube account. But in any case, they don’t really mind. What do you think about the new "for kids" or "not for kids" rules? Like, parental control? I guess it’s a good thing. Kids have always had very makulit hands and end up seeing stuff they’re not supposed to. Makulit is a Filipino word that defies translation, but I guess the closest thing to it is either mischievous or restless.

Case in point: Back when I was in high school, I was working at one of the library computers when these Grade 1 kids sat at the computer beside me. They were searching images of the movie Frozen and it was all normal for a bit, but they scrolled too far down and eventually they landed at this very questionable manip of Elsa and Anna doing some stuff that kids that age definitely shouldn’t be seeing. ^ Do they affect you? No. I’m neither a kid nor a parent. What is the most disgusting thing you have ever eaten? [slight trigger warning for the vegans!!! Sorry, Filipino cuisine can sometimes be a lot to take for non-Filipinos] I’m super adventurous when it comes to food so I haven’t found anything I’ve tried disgusting. I don’t particularly like the flavor of bopis (pork/beef lungs and heart) and pinapaitan (goat and ox innards meat flavored with bile, tamarind and chillies), but I don’t find them disgusting, and I’d still eat them if that was served at a family party.

What food is so disgusting you could absolutely never eat it? Dog/cat meat. Do you like sushi? Love sushi. What color was the last sweater you wore? Gray. Name 3 material items on your wish list right now. Nintendo Switch, a new pair of shoes (wow I really am a grown-up), and cash. Are you planning on doing Vlogmas (for youtube) this year? No. Zoella’s the only person I know who still does lmao Have you ever done Vlogmas before? No. Have you ever made money off of youtube? Omg no Are you happy that the year is coming to an end? SO HAPPY. 2019 felt like it was three fucking years long. Have you ever bought a designer purse? I haven’t bought any with my own money. Do people tell you that you look sick when you wear a certain color? No? ^If yes, what color? Do you consider yourself creative? Not at all. ....outgoing? Kinda. It depends on the situation. If I’m meant to be doing something I like or hang out with people I know, I can be very outgoing; but if it’s an unfamiliar situation, I tend to be more shy and let other people lead the way. ....free-spirited? I don’t think I’d call myself that. ....shy? Yep, at first. ....socially awkward? It’s a hit or miss. Sometimes I’m great with socializing; other times I just miss the mark. Do you often feel alone? Mostly during the Christmas season. Otherwise it’s an on-off thing for me, but the loneliness is for the most part turned off. What could be the theme song to your life? I never know what to answer in questions like this. My life has had a lot of phases and it’s hard to sum it all up into a single song. List three new songs you've discovered this year that you like a lot. I Saw You In A Dream by The Japanese House, the Summer section of Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons (thanks, Portrait of a Lady on Fire), and Joji’s Dancing in the Dark. If you could win a shopping spree in any store, what would it be? Fully Booked. Do you wear jewelry often? Very seldom. List 10 of your favorite girl names. I list them on surveys all the tiiiiiimeeeeeeeee. Uhh Olivia, Mia, Arden, Harper, Juliana/Julia, Isabella, Elizabeth, Charlotte, Lily, Emilia. I’m feeling the name Eloise tonight too, so let’s throw that one in as a runner-up. List 10 of your favorite boy names. Miguel, Joaquin, Javier, Jacob, Mason, Noah, Liam, Seth, Leon, Luis. Andres is also good, so I’m putting that in even though it’s name 11. List 10 girl names (or up to 10) that you don't really care for. That’s so many and possibly offensive :((((( I’ll just go with boomer names like Sally, Linda, Agnes (sorry to my Lola, who’s named Agnes), Karen, Pamela, Susan, Brenda...and maybe more common ones like Angela, Marie, Sam. List up to 10 boy names that you don't really care for. Not a big fan of boy names in general, but ones I don’t particularly like nor dislike are names like John, George, William (lmao just naming all the royals now I see LOL), Benedict, Jeffrey, Donald, Michael, Daniel, Drew, Mark. How old were you when you found out Santa wasn't real? Five. I didn’t find out; I just put the clues together. Do you own a Polaroid camera? Nope. I want one though. ^If so, what color is it? List one past regret. The one dumb thing I did in one of my classes where I forgot to submit something on time, and I had to make do with a late submission, which would already have deductions. Do you own Converse, and if so, what color? i used to; they were red. I stopped wearing them after a bit though so my mom threw them out. We have white Chucks now – my sister brings them with her in her dorm but when she’s home, I’d borrow it sometimes. What color was your senior prom dress? Let’s plz avoid talking about the stuff we purposely want to forget Are you colorblind? No. Name the people you know who are colorblind. Nobody, other than the colorblind folk on Twitter/Tiktok who make wholesome videos separating different colors of Skittles or M&Ms heh. What's one pet peeve of yours? People who DRIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF TWO LANES YO WHAT’S UP WITH Y’ALL Would you ever consider a career in writing? Sure, I’m kinda headed that way anyway. What was the first thing you wanted to be when you grew up? Astronaut. What was your first favorite color? Purple. What is your favorite color now? Pink or black. Do you know a lot of people with the same middle name as you? Yeah, Isabelle is very common. But where I live it’s usually spelled Isabel or Ysabel. Do you like the name Brynn? Not really. It sounds very 2010ish, wherein people would give their kids double-N’s like Kaitlynn, Rylinn, Brooklynn, Ashlynn and I was never a big fan of that trend (except for Finn, Flynn, and Quinn, which I find cute). List five names you hate the spelling of. Literally those 4 names I just mentioned. Oh and in the Philippines, there’s this trend of putting H’s on otherwise normal names, e.g. Jhulia, Mhae, Ghabriella, Mhark...it’s common in the lower classes so I don’t judge, but like it’s just not really not my taste lmao. Do you watch Niki and Gabi on youtube? No. Do you watch Brooklyn and Bailey? No. ....Bethany Mota? No. But I did see her once when YouTube held a FanFest here in Manila and she was part of the lineup. ......Gillian Bower? ....LaurDIY? .....Family Fizz? ....Chronically Jaquie? No to literally all of those. Have you ever purchased a youtuber's merch? No they are always way too expensive lol ^If so, what did you buy?

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