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vengefulcooking · 23 days

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Made a sweet n sour curry variation— it was meant to be a pineapple chicken, but I had a few missing ingredients (namely uh the chicken) and so I played around with it a bit.

No chicken to coat and cook, so instead I threw in boiled potatoes and sweet potato. I'm really becoming the boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew potion concocter, eh! But I'm moving next week, so this was less of a 'let's go get ingredients!' thing, and more of a chance to use up what's in the fridge so I have to carry and move less stuff.

So we made the sauce as is:

Base:

Sauté chopped onions: heat them in oil on low heat until they're a bit soft

Add spices to it: garlic powder, whatever else your heart fancies in small doses: I used some cinnamon powder and some cayenne. Your salts and peppers.

The sweet n sour bit of the sauce:

Pineapple juice (loads), brown (or w/e) sugar, vinegar, soy sauce (all in equal quantities) and some flour (about half of the sugar, etc.). Technically, the recipe called for cornflour, but if you give it a good five minutes to cook properly, flour is okay.

I also used some of the sweet potato boiling water because it's also kinda sweet and I didn't have as much pineapple. Chicken broth would also do, but like I said. No chicken in my fridge rn.

Keep whisking as you add each bit in so you get an actual sauce without lumps of flour/sugar or stuff settling in layers.

Pro tip: if the flour is the last thing you add, you can taste the proportions as you add stuff. Too sweet? Add more soy. Too much vinegar? More of everything, sorry, you're fucked

Cooking:

Into the base of sautéd onions, add the boiled (and cut, because I'm not a heathen) vegetables: for me it was potatoes and sweet potatoes, but I also had some frozen veg so that went in. Bell peppers n stuff is lovely with this. My pot's (potatoes; this did not look like I thought it would in my head) were soft enough from boiling so honestly I sort of ended up just coating them.

Then add in the sauce, keep stirring, add more broth of choice if you like. If you've got too much pineapple sweetness, then actually do add non-sweet broth. How much is really you vibing it and sizing up your onions: the minute you've got too much water and not enough onion, you will taste the water; the unfortunate truth of cooking is that water is cool, but water is not food. If you want more quantity of food, you uh, need more quantity of food (this was for me, I am bad at proportions).

If you'd like a thicker, more jam-like texture, then firstly the stickiness of pineapple juice from a pineapple helps with that (I got one of those pre-cut ones from the grocer's, they tend to release juice over time). Secondly, go for less liquid, but also remember to account for the fact that some will evaporate because you're cooking.

Sorry if you're smarter than this; if you check the premises of this blog (pinned post) this is basically cooking for dummies. For idiots. For vengeful, low-skilled bastards that want to make something so good, it makes everyone in their life who has doubted their cooking re-think their whole life so far. Such idiots are often so focused on the revenge part of this dish that we forget little details. Like. Water boils when you heat it and then there's less water.

I ended up also adding a finishing sweet and sour (possibly Thai; I can't remember bc it is 2 am) sauce I was enticed to buy at the grocer's even though it was 10 days before I move house. How we all fall. So anyway, I must use the sauce, and in lieu of just coating cooked chicken/shrimp/other meat or veg, I just kinda threw it into the sauce.

Again, this is all optional because it's cupboard-emptying stuff, but I threw in some flax seeds on top, and honestly, when serving, I have also enjoyed it with a dollop of mayonnaise and a small cut of a cheddar cheese slice, but I don't really think using mayo in everyday cooking is a great idea? But also, I had soft-boiled eggs, which also did a fantastic and really fancy-looking job of drizzling into the stew at the very end ('plating', if I may be so bold (<- sucks at plating)). That's vengeful cooking, baby!

And of course, me being me, I finished it with rice. My whole existence is stews for rices. I bought a 3 kg pack of rice because it was 1) long grain (my mum nods in approval) and on discount. But. 10 DAYS BEFORE I MOVE. So yeah, rice bonanza. I am having so much rice. Living a real regal life out here.

And that's the dish! Revenge may be best served cold but please for the love of god have this while it's still hot and mmm so yummy.

Pics tomorrow maybe (though it'll be of a reheat) because it was mmm so yummy that I never took a picture.

(Quick rice tip: water : rice 2:1, + maybe a quarter glass of water extra to keep it from burning if anything fucks up, 18 mins on the timer, start at high heat, when you hear the boiling, turn it down to medium (that's like a 5 on a numbered stove, think 6 o'clock) and then just taste and monitor when you've got around 4 mins left. People say rice is hard, please, rice loves you and it's very easy give it a chance.)

Update:

With some sesame sprinkled because why not. Extra flavour. Lovely eh?

#cooking #vengeful cooking #food #recipes #sort of #sweet n sour #stew #stew <3 #rice

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liopleurodean · 6 months

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Season 11, Episode 12: Don't You Forget About Me

I know this song is known because of The Breakfast Club, but to me it will always be the Pitch Perfect song

A Jody episode?

Fair enough

Sure

Uh oh

That's freaky

Claire?

Is that an angel blade?

Claire...

What?

They screwed up the captions on that

Aw, yeah

Gotta unhinge your jaw to eat that

Come on Sam, the calorie thing is a scam

Ooh, that's right! I still need to watch that movie

Uh oh

Fun

Definitely still around

Good for her

Soccer?

Yikes

I guess it's better than monsters?

Great question

Hugs all around!

Ooh, boy

Eh, it's not too much trouble

That looks delicious

They live off of diner food

Awesome

Nice try

Don't encourage her

Yikes

I'm so sorry

She did not!

Right in front of the salad

Dean is invested

Oh no

This is great

You sure about that?

Sam and Dean are the best parts of this conversation

I guess so

Whoa!

Wrap it before you tap it

Dean, please

Okay then

Yeah, fair

Boil em, mash em, stick em in a stew

YEAH IT IS

Life of a parent

I KNOW THIS BLOOPER

Yikes

Did it?

Yeah, I bet

Dean might be able to help

Yeah

Mm, I would disagree

Fair

Right.

No, never!

And definitely not the last

Maybe. Maybe not

Oh, Claire...

Please don't

Give it another chance

Uh oh, math teacher is out

You definitely won't

That's horrifying

Aside from the death, it almost feels like a high-tier senior prank

What is that?

Well...

Just give it a second

Claire, that's not the point!

Exactly

Shovel talk

Fun times

Oookay

Yeah...

It's still the dead body

Oh boy

A bar?

Yeah

That's one way to put it

Not just people

Hah! Buddy, you have no idea

Is she going to tell?

Honey, it wasn't your fault

He means well

Cute

That's interesting

Fishy

Not gonna fly

Poor Jody

Normal people

Uh oh

Oh, that's not good!

He's taking Claire

Dean, hurry!

It's too late

Yeah

That's good

I've been there!

Oh, it's personal

Stay put

Dang it, I really hoped

Dean, please use a parking space

Always leaving the phones behind

They're closing in

It's storage for food

Doesn't feel so nice anymore

Poor Alex

Strange, isn't it? I wonder what happened

Well, he wasn't entirely wrong

Why didn't they finish him off?

Poor guy

She couldn't.

So he had to give her everything first

Where are they?

Nice, Claire

Too many

Speaking of, where are Sam and Dean?

Not exactly

Alex, no...

Claire!

Hurry, Sam!

This is not going well

Dean...

Oh boy

Dean to the rescue

Don't try to move

Have fun

Disgusting.

Good riddance

Bonding moment!

Aw, cute

It's not your fault

Exactly

Hey, I know the Impala when I hear it!

Yup

And those are the Impala doors

Maybe

Good enough

Yeah, fair

Absolutely

I guess so

It's traumatic

Please do not put that on Baby

Oh, that is a GORGEOUS sound

On the road again

#ashla chick flick moments #supernatural #season 11 episode 12 #dont you forget about me #don't you forget about me

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meteor752 · 4 years

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[Modern sides, sitting in Janus' appartment]

Virgil: You guys it's a beautiful fresh fall day outside, let's do something.

Roman: Oh hey, do you guys wanna have a picnic?

Virgil: Oh yeah, I got some plastic cups and plates I could get.

Roman: Oh Yeah!

Logan: I have lemonade

Janus: I've got bread and such, we can make PB & J sandwiches

[Virgil and Logan leaves]

Roman, excitedly: Awesome! Yes! And I will bring my, winning personality. Okay.

Roman: Oooh, I'm so excited, I haven't been on a picnic since I can't even rememb-

Roman: W-what are you doing Jan?

Janus, who's spreading Peanutbutter and crofters on a piece of bread: Making PB & J sandwiches?

Roman: Uh, yeah but, uh, why are you putting the Jelly on top of the peanut butter on the same piece of bread?

Janus: Because that's how you do it?

Roman: Uh, no, it's not.

Roman: I watched top chef Jan, I know what I'm talking about

Roman: You need to use each piece of bread for each ingredient

Janus: I'm sorry, is my inferior way of spreading two ingredients on a sandwich going to ruin the most basic meal of all time?

Roman: So you admit your way is inferior?

Janus: This is stupid

Roman: You're right. That is stupid.

Janus, slamming the knife on the table: It's not [Strains a smile] inferior, okay?

Janus: This way you get the perfect proportion of Peanut butter to jelly

Virgil, once again entering with cups and plates: Hey guys, What's ah-

Virgil: [Gasps and drops the cups and plates]

Virgil: Jan, what are you doing to that sandwhich?

Roman: He's ruining it!

Janus: I'm perfecting it!

Virgil: No, No, No, you're doing it all wrong!

Roman: Thank you!

Virgil: You gotta put peanut butter, on both slices of bread, and put the Jelly in the middle!

Roman and Janus: What?!

Virgil: That way, the bread doesn't get all soaked up from the jelly!

Virgil with his demon voice: I hate Soggy bread!

Roman: Okay, but then you would taste nothing but Peanut butter! Have you seen top chef Virgil?! There is a delicate balance!

Janus: Which is why, you have to balance both ingredients on one piece of bread!

Logan, entering with lemonade and a basket: I got the lemon- Janus, why didn't you toast those sandwhiches first?

Janus, Virgil and Roman: OH!

Janus: Do you have a SOUL?!

Logan: I do have a BRAIN!

Janus: We are doing this my way!

Roman: Don't ruin this like you ruined Thanksgiving Jan!

Janus: Oh, you had to bring that up!

Virgil: GUYS! Every second we waste is another bite of purple bread!

Logan, pointing at Roman: He is right, okay! Who makes instant potatoes on the most important feast of the year?!

Janus: Have you MADE, real mashed Potatoes?!

Janus: I googled it! You have to peel 'em, boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew! I'm not Samwise flipping Gamgee!

Roman: That's why it's a feast on one day of the year!

[Screaming arguments I can't make out]

Orange side, entering: Hey, what are we yelling about?

Orange side, laughing a little: Guys, oh man, you guys are too much fun.

Orange Side: Um, I don't want to be that nosy neighbor or anything, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation and I think, I can help.

Orange Side: [Pulls out a jar from behind his back] Have you ever heard of Smucker's Goober?

Orange Side: Yeah it's great because the peanut butter and the jelly are in the same container!

Roman: [Grabs the jar and smashes it on the ground]

Orange side: [Gasp] Oh, uh, don't worry about it, I have more at home-

Virgil, still demon voice: Get. Out.

Orange Side: Okay, do you want help-

Janus: [Hisses]

Orange side: [Backs away, slightly scared] Oh! I thought maybe-

Roman: [High pitch yells words at him I can't make out]

Orange Side: [Falls backwards and scrambles to get away, while Logan throws a butter knife at him]

#incorrect quotes #incorrect sanders sides #incorrect sanders sides quotes #source: studio c #Roman Sanders #Logan Sanders #Virgil Sanders #Janus Sanders #deceit sanders #Orange side #Where's Patton and Remus?#idk

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aria-writes · 5 years

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The (he)art of Craft | e.k. x reader

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Boys are clueless.

I know this, but for some reason I keep forgetting.

I crossed my arms in front of myself to rest them as Elmer leaped onto his bed like a flying squirrel. "When you asked me if I wanted to 'hang out with you (and the guys)', this isn't exactly what I was envisioning."

Elmer looked over at me as he scrambled to sit up, blinking in confusion. "Why? What did you have in mind?"

In all honesty, shirtless basketball in the park.

"I don't know." I shook my head and sat on the bed beside him.

I watched Elmer boot up the server, staring at the screen with barely concealed excitement. Four users were already online.

This is not exactly my idea of a hot date. Then again, maybe it's my fault for reading into things. On the other hand, I mean really, what usually comes to mind immediately when a really cute boy asks you if you want to 'hang out'?

See, that's what I thought!

You know what, though? All things considered, it could be worse. He could've asked me to play Wii Sports Bowling with him. It's supposed to be so easy the folks in nursing homes love it, right? Well apparently ole gram-grams has more virtual athletic ability in her pinky finger than I do in my entire body.

Elmer scooted closer to me and pulled out headphones, flipping the earpieces outwards so we could share the same set.

I watched as the screen started spazzing out. "Is that..." I trailed off, pointing at the screen and not sure how to put my thoughts into words as I held my part of the headphones up to my ear.

Elmer quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah, it's usual for this section. The reason it's so glitchy is because someone spawned way too many ocelot assets."

"Hey guys, Elmer has a girl ov—" Romeo started to say, but he was cut off by somebody who was way louder.

"You can never have too many ocelots!" A distinctive, high-pitched but still decidedly male voice exclaimed through the headset.

"The queen of the felines has spoken." Elmer rolled his eyes and smiled as his avatar started jerkily walking towards a large light blue and white building that touched the sky. "This is Racetrack's cat castle—"

"A cat-stle, if you will." Racetrack interrupted.

"I will not." Albert shot back.

Racetrack cleared his throat and adopted a 'tour guide' voice. "Business hours are from 9:00pm to 5:00am, or for the low low price of three diamonds you can get an all-access pass."

"Good grief." Albert muttered under his breath.

"Killing one of my sweet, adorable, cuddly babies— I mean, very loyal subjects— results in an immediate ban for life." Racetrack continued, undeterred. "Donations of precious gemstones and fish, cooked or raw, are always appreciated."

"Yeah, good luck with that." Romeo replied with a small snort.

"I'll come tour your catstle, Race!" Crutchie said cheerily.

"Finally, some proper respect around here."

I gave Elmer the side-eye. "Why isn't it pink?"

"Pink? You think I would use pink?" Racetrack asked with an air of disdain, scoffing. "Please. Pink is a strong, masculine color, fit only for the he-est of men. My graceful feminine eyes can only bear the lightest, most delicate shades of blue, as is befitting a most proper young lady such as myself."

Elmer made eye contact with me and shrugged.

"Also, pink is Romeo's color." Racetrack mumbled with a defeated tone.

Romeo let out a triumphant laugh. "Ya snooze ya lose, loser!"

Alerts in all caps popped up on the screen as three more usernames joined.

Elmer nudged me with his shoulder to get my attention. I tried and failed not to blush. "And to our left, we have Henry's trailer park. In Minecraft, imagination is the only limit, and Henry decided to build a trailer park. Why, I have no idea."

"Because heck you, that's why!" Henry said, but there was no bite in his tone.

"Watch your ****ing language on my good Christian Minecraft server!" Crutchie yelled.

The random conversations going on between others in the background went silent.

"oh no." Crutchie said really quietly, but we could all hear it due to the aforementioned radio silence.

Jojo started muttering The Lord's Prayer to himself.

Somebody let out a very loud snort.

"Gross!" Albert shrieked. "Say it, don't spray it!"

"Kiss my butt!" Racetrack shot back.

There was some fuzzy noise, like somebody dropped their headset on the ground and they were wrestling with each other now.

Jack sighed. "Hey, if y'all are gonna hate-boink, can you please mute your channels please and thank you!"

"Shut up!" Racetrack and Albert shouted at the same time.

Jack cackled like a maniac to himself.

"Okay, you know what?" Albert asked, clearly annoyed. "Keep it up, but I'm gonna tell Katherine all about your little problem with–"

Elmer gasped and pulled his earpiece away from his head. He quickly crossed himself before returning to listening in on the conversation.

"No!" Jack protested as Albert proceeded to spill some very personal information. "You wouldn't!"

"—Don't test me." Albert finished.

"I did not need to know that." Jojo said, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"Ditto." Henry murmured in agreement.

A notification popped up on the screen alerting everybody that Buttons was online and had joined the server, bringing the total up to eight. "Hey, guys! Know what?" He asked, innocently.

"That the unflappable Jack Kelly apparently has a raging butt rash." Romeo answered matter-of-factory.

Buttons seemed at a loss for words. "...Oh." he said, finally.

"I'm dealing with it, okay?" Jack asked, annoyed. "I have cream and I'm taking oatmeal baths—"

"TMI, bro." Albert interrupted.

"You started it!" Jack exclaimed, exasperatedly.

"Your mom started it!" Albert retorted. The height of maturity, that one.

"My mom is dead!"

"Oh yeah? So's mine, you ain't special!" Albert said breezily.

A chorus of 'So is mine' rang through the airspace.

"Okay, well that's depressing." Buttons commented. "Who wants to duel?"

"Ooh, pick me! I'm always a ho for dying!" Racetrack yelled enthusiastically.

"Race, are you okay?" Crutchie asked, concerned.

There was no response for a few seconds, and then I heard the sound of somebody facepalming.

"Race, you're an idiot." Albert said flatly.

"Oh, wait a second."

Elmer adjusted his grip on the headset. "What'd he do?"

Albert sighed. "He shot finger guns at the screen."

"Woooowww." Jojo said, totally done.

"You're just jealous." Race clicked his tongue.

Jojo scoffed. "Why would I be jealous of an evil leprechaun? Oh wait, no, that's Albert."

"Hey!"

I elbowed Elmer. "Are they always like this?"

Elmer nodded. "Constantly."

"Uh, guys? Anyone else's game bugging out?" Jack asked. "Oh wait never mind, I just wandered a little too close to the crazy cat lady's cottage."

Racetrack huffed. "Heck you, butt rash boy."

Jojo let out a mock offended gasp. "Such language!"

"Frick you, HoHo."

Jojo gasped again. "Frick you!"

"That's gay." Racetrack said, snickering.

"You're gay!" Jojo replied.

"So what if I am?! Gay means happy, and I'm the happiest person I know! So there!" Racetrack punctuated his sentence with a somewhat audible 'blep'.

Elmer fake-coughed and raised his voice loud enough to cover Jojo and Racetrack's 'argument'. “To our right is Mush's giant flower garden." He did a slow pan of the colorful, pixelated blooms.

I leaned forward to examine them. It was quite impressive, if only from the sheer numbers of mass collection.

"Dare you to steal one, Elmer." Romeo piped up.

Elmer shook his head vehemently. "Heck no, unlike most of you, I actually value my life."

"Lives having value?" Albert scoffed.

"In this economy?" Racetrack finished for him.

"Now we're coming up on Romeo's super tacky building." Elmer leaned back against the wall as a large, misshapen, pink, vaguely-heart-shaped structure came into view.

"Look, I had a plan originally, but math and grids are hard." Romeo explained.

Racetrack let out a derisive scoff. "Grids are literally the easiest thing, you wannabe fashion icon."

Romeo blew a raspberry.

"Your mom is literally the easiest thing." Albert commented.

I could practically hear Racetrack's smirk from here. "You know, what I'm gathering from all the 'your mom' jokes is, you just really wanna be my daddy."

Somebody started making vey exaggerated gagging noises.

"Uh, pass." Albert muttered under his breath.

"You coughing up a hairball over there or something, Jojo?" Henry asked.

Jojo ceased his gagging. "No, I'm good."

"I bet Race has rabies." Buttons quipped.

"Don't be ridiculous, Race doesn't have rabies!" Crutchie protested. "I had him tested and everything."

"Interesting." I murmured under my breath.

"This is my house!" Elmer announced with a large grin, completely oblivious. "It's one of those tiny houses!"

"That's a very pretentious way of saying 'dirt hut starter home'." Crutchie teased.

"Wow, that's so funny I forgot to laugh." Elmer shot back. "No, it's like one of those minimalist houses that used to be all the rage, but in Minecraft! See?" He gestured at the small building on the screen, eyes sparkling.

I smiled back, his energy practically contagious. "It's very cute." Just like its builder, is what I did not say to him.

"And fully functional!" Elmer opened the door and started pointing out various features. "In the floor is a crafting table and a bed, to the side we have a furnace and a double-wide chest—"

"Your mom has a double-wide chest!" Racetrack exclaimed gleefully before erupting into laughter.

Elmer snapped his mouth shut with an unamused look on his face.

"Dang you Race, I was about to say that." Albert said, almost whining.

Elmer let out a sigh and moved his avatar to the back of the house. "And here's a small vegetable garden."

"Po Tay Toes!" Albert exclaimed, immediately perking back up.

"Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew!" Jack added. The first thing he's said in a while, now that I think about it.

"You Irish people scare me." Racetrack commented.

"You're part Irish." Albert said flatly.

"Yeah, and?" Racetrack asked defensively. "I scare myself!"

"That makes two of us." Albert muttered under his breath.

I stole a glance towards Elmer, who was engrossed in harvesting his virtual vegetables. I can't say I understand how or why people invest so much time in this kind of stuff, but at least it makes him happy.

It'd be nice if I could do that.

I don't know what I'm doing, but if I don't ask then I'll spend years replaying this day over and over in my head at 2:00a.m. in the morning overanalyzing every single little detail. Here goes nothing.

I smiled teasingly and nudged Elmer with my elbow, gently. “So, do you invite all the girls out to watch you play Minecraft or am I just special?"

"Say what now?" Elmer looked over at me suddenly, blinking as if he was coming out of a trance as his eyes re-adjusted to the real world.

Uh-oh.

"This is a date?"

"This isn't a date?" We both asked in unison.

There was an awkward silence for about ten seconds, which was then broken by the sound of loud crunching over the headset.

"Henry!" About five or six voices exclaimed.

"What?" Henry asked defensively. "This is entertaining, thus, snacks are a must! Can y'all blame me?"

"Elmer," Racetrack sighed, "when you ask a girl to quote, 'hang out', unquote, that's code for a date. Just like Netflix and Chill is—"

"Stop! Don't ruin his innocence!" Buttons interrupted.

"I'm just saying, he's not gonna get very far if he doesn't know—"

Elmer pulled the headset down and placed it on the bed between us, hitting mute at the same time. "Look, this didn't go the way I planned, 'cause I was gonna ask you out for real, but then I panicked, so no wonder you've been getting mixed signals, but..."

He stared down at the floor and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "Can we just finish out today platonic and like, start fresh tomorrow? And I promise, if it's what you want, I will ask you on a real, proper date then."

I grinned and turned back to face the screen so I wasn't staring at him and making him even more uncomfortable. "Sounds good to me."

"Cool." Elmer returned the grin and did two thumbs up at me, shoulders scrunched up, then picked the headset back up and held it up to his ear.

I leaned in to unmute it and was greeted with a cacophony of all the boys arguing with each other over what exactly was happening on our end.

I hesitantly reached over to place my arm around Elmer's shoulders. "Do you mind if... is this okay?"

Elmer beamed from ear to ear and leaned into my touch. "Yeah."

"What's going on?" Romeo asked loudly, effectively putting a damper on the moment. "I need visuals!"

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plusultrabitchez · 5 years

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Sorry I don't know if you still take requests 🙈 if so... Can I have a beautiful scenerio with Hitoshi and his s/o? They visit him for their first time at home and Hitoshi is very nervous because he is afraid of the fact that his s/o could feel uncomfortable. But he/she just grabs his cat and lays down on his bed with a big smile cuddling the cat while saying: "Would you like to join us?"

Ahhhhh so cute! I have actually never done requests, but I’ve been considering doing some. This adorable Hitoshi request is a great way to try it out! I decide to use gender neutral pronouns.

I LOVE flustered Hitoshi so I got a bit carried away! I hope you enjoy!

Whoa man was he nervous. You and Hitoshi had been dating a few weeks and you were coming over for the first time today. You two had been talking about having a Lord of The Rings Marathon for a while so when you both had a free Saturday he jumped on the opportunity to invite you over and you gladly accepted.

The reality of his request didn’t sink in until Saturday morning. To marathon all three movies it would be over 11 hours and that doesn’t count for snack and bathroom breaks. It would just be him and Y/N......in his room......all day......just the two of them.

“Fuck what have I done?” He groaned as he buried his face into his pillow. What if they get bored? What if he didn’t have a comfortable enough place to sit. Oh my god. The only place to sit was his bed. What if they felt that he was just wanting to make a pass at them? Not that he would mind that, but he didn’t want them to feel pressured or uncomfortable.

“Noooooo.” He groaned again rubbing his temples. He laid there in the dark of his room racking his brain on how to make the best of the situation. His gray tabby, Picard, hopped up onto his chest and started making biscuits.

“What am I going to do buddy?” He asked as he scratched his ears.

He checked the time on his phone and saw that he had a good 4 hours before you would arrive. A text notification popped up.

Y/N: I’m so excited for LOTR today!

Hitoshi smiled upon seeing your message.

Hitoshi: Me too! Any snack requests?

Y/N: What we need are a few good taters

Hitoshi: What’s taters precious? What’s taters eh?

Y/N: PO-TA-TOES!!!

Hitoshi: Boil ‘em, Mash ‘em

Y/N: STICK ‘EM IN A STEW!

Hitoshi chuckled at your conversation. He decided it was time for him to stop wallowing and make sure to do everything in his power to make you comfortable and have a great time.

He got up, showered, cleaned his room, and headed out to the store. He went down the snack isle and got all your favorites. Pocky, Chips, random candy, some French fries and veggie tray so you two could pretend to be healthy. By the time he got home he had an hour before you were supposed to arrive.

Picard was curled up on Hitoshi’s bed in a little sunbeam coming through the window. Hitoshi scratched his head before pacing around his room. He was okay when he was busy tidying up or at the store, but now that he had nothing to do but wait for you to arrive his stomach was in knots.

He paced around his some more, readjusting pillows on his bed and moving around random items in his room to be more aesthetically pleasing. He started up The Fellowship Of The Ring Blu-ray on his PS4 and let the menu reply a few dozen times as he continued to pace.

Hitoshi’s stomach did a flip upon hearing the doorbell. He ran down the stairs but missed the last step in his frenzy and tripped into a wall and fell on his ass. He thanked the gods that you didn’t see that and quickly recovered before answering the door.

He was greeted by your big bright eyes and sweet smile as you held up a plate of home made cookies.

“Hey Toshi!” You beamed at him.

He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. “H-Hey Y/N. Come on in.” He stepped aside to make room for you to enter.

“I heard a loud thump a second ago. Is everything okay?” You looked at him with concern.

Pink painted his cheeks before he said the first excuse that came to mind. “Ghosts.”

You quirked an eyebrow. “What?”

“Ghosts. My house is haunted.”

You stared at him in confusion as he stood there uncomfortably. “Um, yeah. My room is upstairs.”

You chuckled. “Lead the way.”

His heart was pounding in his ears as the two of you made your way upstairs. He opened his door and held his breath for your reaction.

“Oh wow! You went all out with the snacks!” You giggled as you set the cookies down on his desk with the other snacks.

Hitoshi chuckled nervously. “Yeah I uh, wanted to be prepared.”

“That’s so sweet of you.” You beamed at him making his stomach do a flip. You were so damn cute.

You looked around his room inspecting his bookshelf and commented on his great taste in books. Your focus shifted towards the bed where Picard was sleeping in the sun. “Kitty!” You cooed as you rushed over and scooped up Picard and plopped down on the bed. Picard instantly got comfortable in your lap and started to purr.

Hitoshi smiled at the sight before him as the sunbeam illuminated you like a soft halo. He felt his heart skip a beat as you looked up at him. “Are you going to join us?”

He cleared his throat. “Y-Yeah.” He pressed play on the movie, grabbed a few of the snacks and sat down next to you. He was worried you would hear his heart pounding as you nuzzled into his side.

“I’m so glad we got to finally do this.” You said grabbing the pocky.

Hitoshi started to relax a little as he put his arm around your shoulder. Having you so close to him felt so natural. “Me too.”

You planted a quick kiss on his cheek making him turn a million shades of red.

#requests #shinsou hitoshi #bnha #bnha shinsou #shinsou #shinsou x reader #hitoshi x reader #ask plusultrabitchez #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou request #hitoshi request #gender neutral #they/them #reader insert #gender neutral reader #scenario #shinsou scenario #hitoshi scenario

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arodrwho · 6 years

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rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better.

was tagged by @chromalogue (thank!!)

1. nicknames: the ro friend calls me ace, little sister 1 calls me dork, and and little sister 2 goes back and forth between “face,” “faish,” and “fishy” bc she adorably can’t pronounce my name proper (which tbh no kids ever rly can)

2. gender: mostly a girl, sometimes more, sometimes less

3. star sign: virgo

4. height: 5′1

5. time: 11:10pm

6. birthday: sept. 3

7. favorite bands: ehhhhhh i don’t ? rly listen to bands a whole lot uh. poets of the fall is nice, and fun., and nickelback, and ? others

8. favorite solo artists: uhhhh well tracy chapman’s always gonna be up there, fond of amos lee too, and p!nk, and julia nunes, & ?? others again

9. song stuck in my head: “i’ve got a dream” from tangled and “pizza” by julia nunes have both drifted through a couple times while writing this, also “when the sun goes down” from in the heights

10. last movie i watched: the incredibles!!

11. last show i watched: uhhhh i just watched the latest supergirl ep, but like fuck that bc the whole...nazi crap they’re pulling. soooo let’s talk the last show i watched in the marathon sense, which is leverage. love me some leverage

12. when did i create my blog: 2013

13. what do i post: if we’re talking original posts then complaining mostly? but if we’re talking reblogs then dr who stuff (+bonus leverage and fringe)

14. last thing i googled: “in california if you’re on your parents’ insurance can they tell what doctor’s visits you’ve had”. (answer: surprisingly not always! under certain circumstances u get privacy)

15. do i have any other blogs: yyyyyyep. i’ve got the doomblog over @aroacenbdrwhoquotes, and i’ve got a writing blog i never use @greencomposition, anD i’ve also got a sort of....personal sideblog for junk i don’t want followers i know irl to see (which is in theory give-out-able on request but in practice [vague shrug])

16. do i get asks: ehhh rarely

17. why i chose my url: because i’m the most sentimental fuck who’s ever lived (read: it’s taken from the title of a picture book my mom bought me the day i was adopted) (it’s” called the tin forest” and it’s a rly good book, w/themes i can’t quite word but feel v strongly about)

18. following: uhhhh 163

19. followers: 458

20. average hours of sleep: mmm bout 8

21. lucky number: 4

22. instruments: the tiniest possible amount of violin

23. what I’m wearing: dude jeans, college t-shirt i got for free, mismatch socks one of which has lil sheeps on it and says “black sheep of the family” which is.....ironic & mildly hilarious, considering. aND also a v soft hoodie w/3 whole avengers on it (hulk, thor, & iron man)

24. dream job: writer. pls let me make the words go for dollars

25. dream trip: uhhhh well, if we take “dream” to its extreme, then i’d say a trip Anywhere in the tardis (except somewhere there’s plague, bc uhhhhh no thx)

26. favourite food: [samwise gamgee voice] PO-TA-TOES. boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew

27. nationality: american, unfortunately

28: favourite song right now: uhhhhhh idk that i have a favorite song rn tbh. am not as wild into music as other folks. like i like it but i also....disengage from it for long periods of time, sorta forget it’s a thing i can listen to, & am only just slipping back into it after one of those periods, so. i got nothin

29. last book I read: uhhhh i read some of the brief wondrous life of oscar wao for class? but non-class-wise, i’m in the middle of rereading good omens

30. top three fictional universes: dr who ofc, and i wanna say fringe and leverage bc those are the shows i’m most into rn buuuuut there is also the fact that hp owns my entire damn soul, and that the young wizards universe is cool as Heck. so...gonna have to actually say dr who, hp, and yw. yeah (wAIT but star wars??? can i have four bc if i can then also star wars)

friiiiick if i’m tagging 20 people lmao but i’ll do a few i guess? @killuabs @keepthemacramesecret @fangoriousfae @autisticpadfoot and ??? whoever else the heck wants to do this, consider urself tagged

#as always no need to feel obligated or nothin #all is the fine #anyway thank again @chromalogue for the tagging this was a fun #nazi ment #food tw

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phiralovesloki · 7 years

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CS Flufflet (7/8)

Summary: Henry trolls Killian on Halloween. Rating: G Notes: Flufflet #7 for @lifeinahole27 as a reward for writing her CSBB! Going off of “sack of potatoes,” inspired by a convo with @clockadile, featuring Captain Cobra Swan and the CS baby. Written before CS baby was canon.

AO3

It had been Henry’s fault.

Thanks to him, Emma had gotten addicted playing video games during her pregnancy, and her favorite had been Portal. So when Halloween rolled around, and the invitation to Regina’s costume-mandatory party came in the mail, she excitedly began putting together her Chel costume.

It had required Henry’s replica portal gun, which she’d gotten him for his birthday after he’d begged for one. So when she went upstairs to ask him if she could borrow it, she had to explain why, and he got really excited.

“We should come up with a theme!” he’d said.

“What, video game characters? But you were Link last year.”

“No, not video game characters. Potatoes.”

“Potatoes?” The hell?

“Yeah, you’re doing Portal 2 for your costume, right?” She’d nodded. “So, stick a potato on the portal gun!”

“Well, what are you going to be?” she’d asked. “And what’s Killian gonna do?”

“I’ll help him.”

“Kid, you remember what happened last time you helped Killian dress up for Halloween.” There had been a misinterpretation the one and only time Killian had ever attempted to dress up for the holiday. He’d gone with the other meaning of “dress up,” which had resulted in him wearing a three piece suit.

And Henry had been the one to help him; he’d insisted up and down that it had totally been a mistake, but Emma didn’t buy it. It had been pretty embarrassing, too, although Henry didn’t know that Emma had been under the impression that Killian was planning to dress up as Han Solo, so she’d shown up in the gold Leia bikini under a trench coat.

“I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen this time, I promise.”

“Good, because he was embarrassed about that, and you know how much he hates messing up when it comes to fitting in here.”

“I said I promise.”

She shouldn’t have believed him.

On the afternoon of the party, she was all set to go. She had on her costume, complete with homemade long-fall boots (okay, so she used a tiny bit of magic to make those). Hazel had on her cute little Space Core helmet, which August helped make. She was in the process of trying to keep the potato from falling off the portal gun when Henry scampered down the stairs in his Samwise Gamgee costume.

“Wow, Mom, you look great!”

“Thanks, kid. Have you been practicing your potato rant?”

“‘Boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew,’“ he said proudly. He went up to Hazel and gave her a big kiss. “Do you wanna go to space?” he asked. “Gonna go to space? Space?”

“Aiming for that to be her first word?”

He laughed. “Nah.”

“Where’s Killian?”

“He’s in the garage.”

“Why?”

“He won’t be able to walk down the stairs in his costume, so I’m gonna help him get it on there.”

“The hell is he dressing up as?”

“Oh, you’ll see,” Henry said, slightly evilly, before scampering out the door. Uh-oh.

But Hazel was starting to fuss. She gave up on the potato for the time being, pulled off the Space Core helmet, and brought Hazel over to the couch. She was still in the middle of breastfeeding when she heard a bit of a commotion outside. Through the door, she could hear Henry almost coaxing Killian along, probably trying to help him up the front steps.

And then the door opened, and Killian awkwardly stepped through.

Emma burst out laughing, and his face immediately went dark. “I knew it,” he said angrily. “I knew this was another one of his pranks. Bloody hell, Emma, tell me it’s not so bad.”

“Oh my god,” she said. She had to calm down; she was laughing so hard, Hazel was having trouble latching. “Oh god, there’s an episode of Friends we haven’t gotten to yet, and that’s Ross’ costume.”

“No.” Ross was his least favorite character. “Please tell me you’re lying.”

“And he shows up at a Halloween party wearing that, and it’s like ... this big potato pun--you wouldn’t get it.” She was ruining her eyeliner from laughing so hard. “Henry, get in here!”

“He’s already gone,” he said miserably. “He said he’d meet us at Regina’s.”

“I have an idea,” she said. “I just need to put Hazel down so I can get you out of that abomination.”

When they arrived at Regina’s, Henry was visibly disappointed that they’d found a way out of his prank, and then mildly confused. “I don’t get it,” he said, staring at Killian, whose costume now consisted of a beret, an apron, and a the little egg frying pan Zelena had gotten them as a housewarming gift back in the day (it was small enough to fit into the pocket of the apron, so Killian could free up his hand when he needed to).

“I’m a French fry,” Killian said proudly. “And you should beware.”

“Why’s that?”

Killian leaned in and whispered, almost too quietly for Emma to overhear: “I’ve been known to be rather single-minded about getting revenge.”

#cs ff #ouat ff #captain swan #cs fluff #fluffy #prompts #fluff for sarah #phira's stories

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halliewriteshockey · 7 years

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Tagged by @dharmaavocado who writes adorable fluff. ~hearteyes~

1. Favorite soundtrack from a show/movie/video game/etc.?

Pacific Rim, yes, and also The Book of Life.

2. Where would you live if you could live anywhere?

New Zealand. ... Dharma, please stop stealing my answers before I can use them. (I actually lived in NZ and I want very much to go back.)

3. Favorite historical time period?

I’ve kind of been through all phases. Worked my way through most pantheons, the World Wars, and for awhile was obsessed with Mesopotamia and ancient Egypt---we had a set of books that talked about how the first farmers grew crops and I read them cover to cover easily a dozen times.

4. What is your favorite way to eat potatoes?

Any which way as long as butter is involved. Boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew. (I’ve had proposals over my mashed potatoes, man, they’re legendary.)

5. What type of mythical creature would you be?

Absolutely a dragon. One that probably hoards cats and yarn, let’s be real.

6. Do you have any allergies?

I am deathly allergic to penicillin. How do I know this? They gave me a penicillin shot when I was a year old, and I went into anaphylactic shock, slipped into a coma, and had to be flown out of the New Guinea bushland to the nearest hospital and apparently it was a very near thing.

Also I’m allergic to tangerines, my mouth itches when I eat them but I’m not really too fussed about it.

7. What were your childhood hobbies (sports/instruments/etc.)?

Flute. I played the flute all through high school. I also played softball---I sucked. But I was a good flautist.

8. How many social media accounts do you have?

Uh. ~counts~ AO3, here, FB that I never use, and a Twitter that my agent is always on me to use more (sorry, Saritza). That’s about it.

9. Favorite ending to a show/movie/video game/etc.?

I loved the way Mad Max: Fury Road ended. Just so satisfying and hey look, a white dude and a white chick and they don’t end up together, what are the chances?? I also loved PacRim but in that case I did want them to kiss. But lol fuck racism, amirite

10. Do you have a favorite teacher/professor?

Mr. Clark. 7th/8th grade geography and history teacher. He was British, tall and lean with a dark beard and a sharp, dry sense of humor. Everyone was terrified of him because his snark was lethal. I adored him, and I was his favorite because I always got his jokes.

11. Favorite holiday?

I actually really enjoy Christmas. The kids have fun. I have fun. I look forward to the lights and the food and the presents and just the general happiness of the season.

I tag anyone who wants to do it, @me so I can see your reply!

#Michaela gets personal #four for queue glen coco

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