#pete butter cookie

[emo-emu64]

What about a Peeta Mellark x reader with the fluff prompt cooking/baking together?? (For myself and for Pete bc he’s an even bigger Peeta simp than I am)

Wifey, I am LIVING for your requests.

Also, I love my gay son Pete.

Peeta Mellark X GN!Reader

Savory Sweet

"Sweetheart, that's not the sugar."

You stop, half a cup of 'not sugar' in the bowl with the rest of the ingredients. It looked like sugar?

Peeta gently grabbed the container from your hand, turning it so you could read the label.

'Salt'

"Oh,"

A slight panic settles in your bones. You know that as a victor, he's much better off than most in the district, but ingredients are expensive. Even just the few eggs and bit of salt would be considered a disgraceful waste by the average district twelve family.

By your district twelve family.

"I... I'm so sorry. I didn't-"

You are cut off by laughter. Warm, full, gentle laughter.

"It's not a big deal, you don't have to be sorry."

He smiles sweetly, placing a gentle peck on your forehead. He moves to throw away the salt and egg concoction, before bringing back the bowl and cracking two fresh eggs.

He turns to check on the icing he was working with before he noticed your mistake, and you realize that you have no clue where the actual sugar is.

"Peeta, where do you keep your sugar?"

He swiftly turns, casting a quick smile your way, as he opens the cabinet just above you. He moves a few things, finding his way to the back and grabbing a large paper bag. When he sits it in front of you, you make sure to read the label this time.

'Cane Sugar'

You and Peeta settle into rhythm again. Peeta hums a tune behind you, one of your favorites, as you continue to read the directions off of the recipe book he had gifted you.

He had made it himself, filled with family secrets and home-cooked recipes he had known for years. Each recipe was accompanied with a small water color painting of the final product. All of which Peeta had done himself, of course.

Peeta begins working next to you with the flour mixture, as you continue to beat the eggs, sugar, and butter. When you both finish, you begin gently spacing clumps of the finished cookie dough evenly on the baking sheet, before leaving it in the oven to bake.

Once the cookies have cooled, you begin to ice them together. Peeta took great care with every one of his designs, but you noticed he had been working on one for quite a while now.

"Watcha workin' on?"

He refused to break his concentration as he slaved over a single sugar cookie, but finally he moves back a bit to study it, gently setting it on your tray once he's deemed it acceptable.

It's a beautifully done scene of flowers and an open field, and on top sits the both of your initials in a small heart.

Your grin widens, even more so when you look up and see just how proud he is, "It's beautiful, Peeta."

He grins back at you as you grab one off of your own tray to hand to him, "I made one for you too."

He gently takes it from you, reading the words you'd delicately placed along the top.

'Nice ass'

He rolls his eyes with a sigh as you laugh, "You're so gross."

"You love me, though."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

#peeta supremacy #peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #the hunger games #catching fire #mocking jay #ballad of songbirds and snakes #hunger games #hunger games x reader #fanfic

[kazz-matazz]

COOKIE OUT BOY!!!

I FINISHED IT. WITH 45 MINUTES TO SPARE. TOOK ME 8 HOURS BUT

click for quality. it looks SO much better when you click i prommy!!!

inspired by @strawberryprism's discussion about what cookies the boys would be. we have:

Oatmeal Honey cookie (Pete)

Peanut Butter cookie (Andy)

Meringue cookie (Joe) (The colors represent how meringue looks when torched!)

Shortbread (Orange) Pinwheel cookie (The stripes in his hair are the pinwheel pattern!)

its done 💪 im so happy this took SO long but we stay silly 💪 they are just cookies...escaped the oven...do not separate them!! they are a four count cookie pack!!

#fall out boy #patrick stump #pete wentz #joe trohman #andy hurley #cookie run #fall out boy art #kaz's doodles #ignore the guitar its not the greatest!! #love how pete turned out....just sillay.... #i wouldve given patrick a guitar but it wasnt working. sad #and i will sleep soon. a mimir

[quibbs126]

So I said I was going to make two Choco Milks, but one of them I kept thinking about more and his name eventually changed. So now I have Choco Block Cookie, as well as his husband, Granola Cookie

The other Choco Milk will be drawn eventually. Hopefully

Anyways, so these two. Basically Choco Block is a coach of some grade school sport (I never figured out what specifically, but I’m thinking not soccer), while Granola is that same school’s nurse. These weren’t their original jobs, but that’s what they do currently. They also are far less successful than their children, but they don’t really mind, they’re fine where they are

All I can really say about Choco Block’s personality is that he reminds me of Sergeant Hatred post Season 3 in Venture Bros, if that makes any sense. I also envision him with a similar voice, and in that same vein, Granola with a voice similar to Pete White, including the accent. But something else about him is that back in the day, he was a up and coming hotshot athlete himself, until his career crashed and burned. In present day, he sees a bit too much of himself in Choco Ball and is concerned that he’ll follow the same fate

As for Granola, he’s a somewhat vain guy who cares about his looks, hence why his attire might not be entirely appropriate for his job. Despite that he’s very good with kids, and he’s very supportive of his own kids’ successful careers. Choco Bar is probably his favorite

I’m really not sure how they met, I haven’t thought about that too much. Unlike most of the fan parents I come up with, these guys have only been in my brain space for like a day or two, so I haven’t had enough time to come up with a lot of stuff

Okay, on to their names. To be honest I kind of just made something up for Choco Block that sounded similar enough. He was originally Choco Milk but I thought it didn’t fit in well with the others, and that he should be something solid

Granola’s name comes from me needing nuts for Choco Bar’s nuts, as well as peanut butter which he’s also made of. Also it comes from me thinking that Choco Bar is a chocolate protein bar as opposed to a bar of chocolate with nuts in it. He’s also not Granola Bar because I needed someone to not be rectangular for Choco Ball

Chocolate block and granola:

So Choco Block is just supposed to be a coach, simple as that, and that’s what his design is

I also tried to make him visibly wider and thicker, and I think I accomplished that. I need to do that more in my designs

As for Granola, I have to admit I don’t feel like I made him look school nurse enough. I think part of that is due to Candy Floss, who’s also a medical professional, and me not wanting to take too much from his design. I mean I guess I can use his personality as an explanation, but still

But yeah, I’m honestly not sure what else to say. I think they look good enough

Also these are their rough sketches

Alright, well that’s these two, hope you like them

#I’ve been trying to write this post for the past like hour or so #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run oc #choco bar cookie #choco ball cookie #fan parents #choco block cookie #granola cookie #my OCs #my art

[horseshoemybeloved]

if patrick had to be baked into a cookie, what kinda cookie would he be,,,,, i think one of those double chocolate chocolate chip cookies that are fresh outta the oven and all nice

Okay fob cookie…

Pete is a honey oatmeal cookie 100% no debate. They’re so nostalgic to me, and I feel like Pete is a big nostalgia head. Also Pete has a very warm vibe to me and usually honey oatmeal has cinnamon which is a warm cozy spice.

Joe I’m getting like meringue cookies. I like oddly get a very,,,,, elegant??? Vibe from Joe ig??? Idk how to explain it I think it’s the curly hair. but yah I’m thinking one of those two. Some sorts of interesting flavor combo meringue cookie like idk lemon lavender. Or cucumber mint. Key lime. A nice crisp and light and almost refreshing cookie.

Andy,,,, idk why I’m gettin peanut butter cookie…. Solid. Stable. Structured. High protein. A little playful and child like. Maybe it is shaped like skulls or hello kitty…. I think it’s cus Andy is so disciplined with his lifestyle and all that that peanut butter cookie just seems to fit idk.

Patrick. Like an orange shortbread swirl/pinwheel. It’s a practical base ( shortbread ) ( he’s a Taurus ) but you got something a little interesting swirled in ( literally ) ( he’s got a little white boy zazz to him little pep in his step on stage ) but yeah not 2 be an astrology girlie but Patrick is SUCH a Taurus, a good solid friend, very stable and solid, a bit stubborn at times, deep appreciation for the senses ( he makes music,,, so like the sense of sound and also he has synesthesia) and idk Taurus gives me shortbread vibes ( and shortbread cus he’s SHORT!!!! HA GOTTEM!!!! )

#cookie vibes #fob as then annoyin little cookie people #the ones the gatcha life and genshin imapact players like #idk their names #I love assessing their vibes #as someone who has never met them and doesn’t know them on a personal level at all lol #anon

[thebahwrites]

Mavdad & Icepops + Baby Goose (extra + baby Jake)

On a (very silly) Christmas scene

(Based on something that happened irl to me, I figured I might make someone else laugh too. And here’s a tiny Christmas piece for y’all, with me sending some love and positivity.)

“Okay, hear me out.”

The kitchen looks like a flour bag had been thrown up to the ceiling fan and mercilessly hurled around. Maverick’s clothes – the grease stained overalls, black shirt and hoodie are covered in various amalgamated layers of flour, sugar, butter and something Bradley suspects is chocolate. Even though they had gotten nowhere near chocolate the past hours.

They’re both huddled around the kitchen isle, a ball of simple cookie dough sitting between the two, properly wrapped in plastic, surviving amidst the kitchen chaos of ingredients that suffered the misfortune of not making into the dough itself. Or any other dish.

“I’m hearing.” Twelve-years-old Bradley responds, used and done with his godfather’s kitchen antics, along with an eye roll and sarcasm dripping out of his voice. “But we really should get this done soon, Mav!” 

“Okay we just need–” Pete starts, hands flapping aimlessly for a moment, coming to rest on top of the cookie dough ball as if it would offer him any kind of help. Or ideas.

“We need a miracle to get all of this done and clean before Ice gets here.” Bradley bemoans out helplessly, looking at the cataclysmic state of the kitchen around them. Though they had managed to get most things done in what could be considered a decent timetable... 

“Our food is going to fuck and that’s that!” Maverick all but slams his hands down, grabbing the rolling pin and hand it over to Bradley. “Cookies included!” And then of course, there is a mild pause. “...don’t tell Ice and your mom I said that.” He says almost bashfully, with a half grin.

“Yeah, alright.” There is a long, pensive pause before Bradley looks back at Maverick. “But I’m gonna cuss too.” 

“Only if there’s an occasion.” Pete nods solemnly. 

And of course, said occasion presents itself not five minutes later when he’s taking the cookie tray right out of the oven and immediately burning his hand by trying to balance the tray out with the one (01) ungloved hand as he slipped on a dollop of floor-bound butter. Then dropping the whole thing. To which Bradley promptly reacts with a sound:

“What the FUCK Mav!!!”

Immediately followed by a very small sneeze and dead silence in the kitchen. 

Maverick craned his neck around from the cookie disaster on the (very dirty) floor and Bradley very slowly turned around like a deer caught in headlights. 

Standing at the very end of the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe, in his beautiful deep-blue cashmere coat and red scarf, platinum blond hair spiking up, golden-framed glasses perched on his nose, Iceman watched the scene. One hand wrapped around a coffee shop takeout cup, expression somewhere between amused and pitying. His other hand, however, resting atop a smaller head.

Hanging right by his legs, halfway hiding behind, wheat blond golden hair and eyes rather on the greener side, wearing a matching deep-blue hoodie and a red scarf as well, hand wrapped around a small cup of his own and curiously watching them. 

“Oh... uh... hey Ice... how... uhm... how long you guys have been there?” Maverick asks sheepishly, back still on the floor, pathetically looking back at the pair standing away. Either not able, or unwilling, to move. Naval aviator defeat by cookie.

“Oh,” Ice tilts his head a little, with that sharky grin, looking over the frame of his glasses. “We’ve been here the whole time.”

There’s a long, drawn out pause. Then the slurping sound coming from the little blonde's cup as he drained its contents. Ice nodded at the pair that had destroyed the kitchen, petting the young boy’s head.

“And that, sweetheart, is an example of what you shouldn’t do.”

#abt: my writing #icemav #iceman x maverick #top gun fic #tgm ficlet #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #//THIS IS VERY SILLY #//but my attempt at cheering myself up #//just some christimas silliness #long post #hi im a queue

[allfryam]

Spider-fat part 1

Peter was your average college student. He liked sports, did well in most of his classes, and had plenty of friends. But he had one big secret. He was Spider-Man. He had never told anyone. Many people were beginning to become suspicious however. This was mainly because of his amazing body. Peter had rock hard abs and bulging biceps. His toned muscles were all formed because of being Spider-Man. His friends would ask him how he was able to look so good without ever going to the gym. Peter just brushed it off as good genes.

After months of peters friends questioning him, peter decided to come up with a plan to stop them. While being Spider-Man had lots of perks, it also had some drawbacks. Peter had an enormous appetite. He could clear a buffet without breaking a sweat. Of course, he had to control himself or he would gain weight. And who ever heard of a fat Spider-Man. But this gave peter an idea. If he put on a few pounds, people would stop suspecting him as Spider-Man.

the next day, peter went crazy. For breakfast, he ate 10 pancakes drenched with butter and syrup, as well as a dozen scrambled eggs. And he washed it all down with a pint of orange juice. Peter liked the feeling of being full. His tight stomach made him feel confident. On his lunch break, Peter was still a little full from breakfast but he knew he couldn’t stop eating. There was a McDonald’s across the street from his office that he decided to go to. Peter ordered a Big Mac, 3 large fries, and a large coke. “14.85” said the cashier. “I’m not done” said Peter. The cashier looked shocked, but a little intrigued as Peter ordered 20 nuggets, a double quarter pounder, and a large chocolate shake for dessert.

Peter picked up a pizza on the way home and ate the entire thing by himself. He went to bed rubbing his tight stomach.

as the weeks passed, peter had gained about 20 pounds. His six pack had turned into a sizable gut, and his ass was a little thicker too. Peter decided it was a good stopping point to get people off his trail. He tried to eat a small breakfast but he was too hungry. He decided that one more day wouldn’t hurt so he ate his usual massive breakfast. Peter had began to develop a relationship with the cashier at McDonald’s because he would go everyday on his lunch break. Kevin, the cashier, had invited peter over for dinner that night, and Peter couldn’t turn up free food. Peter showed up with an empty stomach, and a button up shirt that was beginning to feel a little tight. Kevin welcomed him and Peter saw the massive spread that he had prepared. There was an entire chicken, baked potatoes, turkey, loads of vegetables, and burgers. Peter was almost drooling at the sight of all of the food. He took a seat and loaded his plate with a mountain of delicious food. Peter was in a hungry daze as he shoved handfuls of fettening food into his expanding gut. Peter was stuffed. He leaned back in his chair and let out a massive burp. “I can’t eat another bite” he said. “But look at all these leftovers. I would hate to have to throw them away.” Kevin said. Not wanting to make a bad impression, Peter reluctantly continued to eat. With every bite he could feel the buttons on his shirt getting tighter. He finished the rest of the food and he felt like he could pass out. Peter sat in his chair groaning as Kevin walked into the kitchen. What else could he possibly be getting? A few minutes later, he came back with a platter of desserts. It contained pies, cakes, muffins, pastries, cookies, and more. It was the most appetizing dessert peter had ever seen. “I don’t think I can…” Peter said. “Come on… sugar expands your stomach. It won’t even make you feel full.” Before peter could protest, Kevin had scooped two pieces of pie, a scoop of ice cream, and a thick slice of cake onto peters plate. Peter slugged his way through the desserts, giving up on silverware. He decided to just use his hands to shove his dessert filled hands into his mouth. As Peter shoveled the last bite of cake into his mouth, he felt a pop. He looked down to see a button had popped off his shirt, revealing his tight, fuzzy belly. Kevin decided it would be best for Peter to stay at his house for the night.

to be continued…

#gaining fat #fat belly #fat #fatty piggy #fat piggy #fatty #immobile #fat boy #chubby #bloating #wg #belly expansion

[eva-knits12]

Pete's Favorite Girls

Trigger warning: fluff

Summary: Pete and Zoe bake you cookies when you have a cold.

It's the weekend, and what was supposed to be a nice, family weekend just didn't happen. I woke up with a bad cold. Zoe was busy keeping me entertained with drawing me pictures, cuddles, and dancing for me, and getting me to watch her favorite show, Bluey. Zoe was even giving me her favorite stuffed animals and her favorite toys to make me feel better. This includes her favorite stuffed Bluey.

"Mama, Paddington. Paddington make you feel all bettew," says Zoe, who is giving me the Paddington I had when I was a baby. I put it in her nursery when she was a baby. It was a gift from a family friend when my mom had her baby shower when she was pregnant with me.

Pete was bringing me medicine, chicken soup, and whatever else I needed. He was even taking care of Zoe, and he even cuddled me, watched me sleep, and would even place Zoe next to me when we were both tired and needed a nap. Sometimes, Pete would even sleep next to me and Zoe. On the surface, it looked like a wholesome family moment, with everyone sleeping in the same place.

When Zoe wakes up from her nap, Pete kisses her forehead, and carries her to the kitchen. He already has bowls pulled out, baking sheets are already out, ungreased, and he left out the butter and the eggs so that they could get to room temperature.

"Shh, let's surprise Mommy, Zoe," says Pete.

"YAY! Ookies! Ookies!" says Zoe.

Pete fixes Zoe a grilled cheese sandwich, and makes some fries for her. Pete fixes himself a grilled cheese sandwich, and fixes a bowl of soup for him, an a grilled cheese sandwich an a bowl of soup for me. Pete puts the soup and sandwich and a glass of warm ginger ale on a tray, and delivers me my lunch.

Pete kisses me on my forehead, and feeds me the soup and the sandwich.

"Oh, sweetness, you look awful," says Pete.

"Pete, you don't have t-ACHOO!" I sneeze, and then blow my nose.

"Shh, Zoe and I will have a surprise for you when you wake up. Here, finish this, and then sleep again," says Pete.

"Mama, Bluey Mama. Bluey Mama. Bluey make mama feel bettew," says Zoe, who has turned on Bluey so that we can watch it until I go back to sleep again.

I watch Bluey with Zoe for a while, and then I fall asleep again. Zoe pulls the covers over me, kisses my cheek, and then Pete carries her back to the kitchen.

"Shh, daddy. Mama sleep," says Zoe.

"Okay, Zoe. Let's bake cookies for mama, so that she can have a nice surprise when she wakes up.," says Pete.

"I need change, daddy," says Zoe. "I go pee, daddy. I go pee bad," says Zoe.

"Yes, you did go pee bad, Zoe," says Pete, who is talking to Zoe while he changes her diaper.

Pete checks her diaper, and Zoe is really wet. Pete changes her diaper, then washes his hands, and then Pete goes back to the kitchen.

"There we go, Zoe. One clean, fresh diaper," says Pete.

"Thank for change, daddy," says Zoe, who kisses Pete's cheek. Pete smiles at this. Pete loved being a dad, and loved doing things like diaper changes, spending time with Zoe, playing with Zoe, and spending time with me and Zoe.

"Let's bake the cookies for mama," says Pete.

Pete pulls up a stool, and places Zoe on it. Pete measures out the dry ingredients. Zoe mixes them with her little wooden spoon, and she wears her cute little apron. Pete preheats the oven to 375 degrees.

"I bake, Daddy. I bake," says Zoe. Zoe giggles, and continues to mix the dry ingredients.

Pete is mixing the butter, the sugar, the brown sugar, and the vanilla. Eventually, he adds the eggs.

"Mmm. Smell nice, daddy. Smell nice," says Zoe, who has now smelled the vanilla in the dough.

Pete mixes in the dry ingredients, and Pete mixes the dough, adds in the dry ingredients, mixes again, and continues this process.

"Whewe choco chippy daddy?" asks Zoe.

"We'll add them in after Daddy is done mixing the ingredients together, okay, baby girl," says Pete, who kisses Zoe on the top of her tiny head.

Pete finishes mixing the dough, and he cuts open the bag of chocolate chips. Zoe pours them in, and then Pete mixes them in.

"Ookies help make mama feel bettew," says Zoe.

Pete sits at the kitchen table, with paper and crayons for Zoe. But, Zoe is parked in front of the oven, watching the cookies bake.

"We bake ookies, daddy. We bake ookies," says Zoe.

The first two sheets of cookies are done, so Pete takes them out.

"Don't touch these, Zoe. We have to wait for them to cool," says Pete.

"Yes, daddy," says Zoe.

Zoe is drawing a picture for me, and Pete places the next two sheets of cookies in the oven. Pete sits down, and reads his book for a while, and then checks on the cookies. They have a ways to go, so he sits back down and reads his book again.

"Daddy, I made Bluey," says Zoe, who has drawn a picture of Bluey. Zoe shows Pete her drawing of Bluey. Pete kisses Zoe on her forehead, and grabs a crayon. He puts "Get Well Soon, sweetness. From Pete and Zoe," on Zoe's drawing.

"Now dwawing pewfect, daddy. Dwawing pewfect," says Zoe.

Pete pulls out the last two sheets, sets them on the counter, and lets them cool.

"What should we have for dinner, Zoe?" asks Pete.

"Pata, daddy. Pata" says Zoe.

"Okay, Zoe. I'll make us some pasta. What should we have with our pasta?" asks Pete.

"Bwead. Pata sacey," sasy Zoe.

"Great job, Zoe. Okay, Zoe. Do you want to help daddy make some pasta later?" asks Pete. Pete couldn't be more prouder of Zoe, who was becoming more bigger every day. She was already smart, but she was becoming smarter.

"YA!" says Zoe.

"Why don't we go check on mommy, okay?" says Pete.

'Okay, daddy," says Zoe.

Zoe takes her drawing and follows Pete.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?," asks Pete.

"I'm feeling b-ACHOO!" I say, then I sneeze again.

"Oh, honey, you sound and look terrible," says Pete.

"I'll make you some more soup, and bring you a surprise. Zoe helped me with it," says Pete, who kisses me lovingly on my forehead.

"Mama, I dwew pictuwe, mama. Pictuwe make mama feel better," says Zoe, who gives me her picture of Bluey.

"Anks, Zoe," I say.

"AW! I bove it," I say.

Pete fixes some chicken soup for me, and brings it on a tray along with some hot tea with honey and lemon. He puts some of the chocolate chip cookies on the tray. Pete feeds me the soup, and Zoe keeps me entertained by telling me about the latest episode of Bluey.

"Daddy and I watch movie," says Zoe. Pete and Zoe were going to have a chill movie night, and then Pete would read her a story. They were going to watch Tangled. Rapunzel is Zoe's favorite Disney Princess.

After Pete feeds me the soup, and gives me some more medicine, I eat the cookies. Pete didn't have to go to all of this trouble. I'm glad he did. I'm already starting to feel better knowing that I have Pete and Zoe taking such good care of me.

"Shh. I love taking care of you, sweetness," says Pete.

I'm finished with the soup, and the tea. I ate the cookies. Pete collects the tray. I go to the bathroom, relieve myself, then brush my teeth.

I soon come back, and Zoe and Pete check on me. Pete pulls the covers over me, kisses my cheek, and wishes me good night.

"Night, mama," says Zoe. Zoe blows me a kiss.

"Okay, Zoe. Let's have some dinner," says Pete. Pete fills a large pot with water, and waits for it to come to a rolling boil. Pete pulls out a pasta dish, and pulls out a small dish for Zoe. Pete puts the pasta sauce in a smaller pot, and sets it aside.

Pete pulls out the bread and the butter. He butters two slices, and a slice for Zoe. Pete puts in some pasta in the pot, and heats up the pasta sauce.

Pete puts some water in a sippy cup, and puts it at Zoe's place. Zoe takes a small bite of bread, and loves it.

"Yumma yumma, daddy! More! More!" says Zoe.

"Okay, Zoe, I'll fix you some more bread, okay. But don't worry if you don't finish it, okay, baby girl," says Pete.

Zoe pretty much ate what we ate, but Pete and I were careful to give her small portions. Pete made sure that she she had a few veggies, so he placed baby carrots in front of her to snack on, if she wanted them. Zoe eats her carrots.

"More cawotts, daddy. More cawotts, pwease!" says Zoe.

Pete gives her more carrots, and checks on the pasta. It still has a ways to go, and he checks on the sauce. The sauce still has a ways to cook. Pete chops up some fresh basil, and some fresh parsley, and puts it in the sauce.

Pete leaves some sauce in a smaller pot that will go on Zoe's pasta. Zoe's pasta sauce is plain for now. Eventually, Pete and I will introduce her to some more foods as she gets older that are kids friendly.

The pasta and the pasta sauce is ready, and Pete dishes it out. Pete puts a small amount on Zoe's plate, and gives her another glass of water. Pete gets himself a bottle of water, and Pete and Zoe eat and talk.

After dinner, Pete cleans the kitchen, and Zoe watched Pooh and Friends while Pete cleans. After, Pete gives Zoe some chocolate chip cookies for dessert. Zoe eats her cookies, but manages to wind up with the crumbs and chocolate all over herself.

"Okay, Zoe, let's get you into the bath," says Pete. Pete gets Zoe ready for her bath, and removes her clothes. He checks her diaper, and she just finished peeing.

"I go pee, daddy," says Zoe.

"Yes, I know. I'll clean you up, and then we'll get you into the tub," says Pete.

Pete cleans up Zoe, brings a diaper, and a clean sleeper into the bathroom, and laid them out. He deposited Zoe in the bathtub, and let her play in the water. After a while, Pete suds her up, and then washed her hair, then rinsed her off.

"Nice, daddy. Nice. Thank for bath, daddy," says Zoe, who kisses Pete's cheek as he's drying her off. He puts her in her clean diaper, and a nice, clean sleeper. Zoe's sleeper has Bluey on it.

"Okay, Zoe. Ready for movie night with daddy?" asks Pete, who kisses Zoe's cheek.

"YA! Wapunzel!" says and excited Zoe.

Pete and Zoe settle into the couch, and Pete puts on Tangled. Pete and Zoe watch Tangled, and Pete gives Zoe some apple slices to snack on.

"Daddy, dance. Dance," says Zoe, who is dancing to the songs in Tangled. Eventually, the movie is over, and Pete takes Zoe up to her nursery, and reads her a story. Zoe goes to sleep, and Pete kisses Zoe on her forehead, and puts her in her crib.

"Well, Zoe, you are the best movie date," says Pete.

Pete comes back to the primary bedroom, and brushes his teeth, washes his face, puts on his T-shirt and pajama pants, and curls up next to me.

"Good night, sweetness. Feel better," says Pete, who kisses my cheek, and falls asleep next to me. I'm in a deep sleep that even a five-alarm fire couldn't wake me right now.

The next morning, Pete and Zoe bring me some breakfast in bed. I'm actually feeling better, and hopefully, I'll feel better by Monday. Pete is the best, loving, and caring husband I could ask for. Zoe is the best, loving, caring and entertaining daughter I could ask for.

#pete brenner #cold #married life #parenthood #baking chocolate chip cookies #toddlers #bluey #sick with a cold #love

[thethistlegirlwrites]

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

Cottonwood: What event has the most impact throughout the story, leaves it's trace in many scenes?

Sycamore: Which character is protective, would be a great person to turn to in times of danger?

Thank you for the ask! Answering these for Compass!

Sugar Maple: What's the sweetest part of your story?

The epilogue scene with the turn day peanut butter pie. I almost always need to give my story those extra closure pieces, and these characters needed it after I put them through the wringer in the main storyline! I love the thoughtfulness of the gesture, that shows how far they've all come together, and Sierra finally having the courage to admit the secret she's been keeping from Shane for almost a year. There's just something about having those cute bonding moments I love, because I don't care if they're ridiculously sappy, they make my heart happy and I'm writing them! (And I think Shane appreciates getting his pie again too).

Cottonwood: What event has the most impact throughout the story, leaves it's trace in many scenes?

Gabriel Stoker's death haunts the narrative in every sense of the term. He never appears in canon in either Magic & Silver or Compass, but his loss is a huge part of why those stories play out the way they do. Both of them, in different ways, are explorations of generational pain and grief and how that can poison the future if it's held onto and used as justification to inflict more pain. There's a line that I can't remember if I used in a story or found in a book that says something about hurt echoing down the generations, and that's exactly the story of the Stoker family. Both John and Sierra have let the pain twist them, and their story arcs reflect that. They both have to confront their reactions to that event, and come to terms with it, before they can actually grow and change and do more than continue passing that pain along to the rest of the people in their lives.

Sycamore: Which character is protective, would be a great person to turn to in times of danger?

Really that depends on what kind of protection you want... Sierra will go full scorched earth, trail of bodies in her wake kind of defensive, even if that's totally overkill for the situation. She's the kind of person who would give a sandwich stealing cafeteria bully a bloody nose and two black eyes and possible broken ribs. Shay is also protective, but more in a 'curl in over you to protect you even if that puts him in the line of fire' way. He's better at dealing with the aftermath, more likely to actually be comforting instead of Sierra's cool, businesslike 'problem solved' demeanor. He's also fully capable of a quiet menace that makes a lot of people back down just because they're scared of the big guy. Pete is the kind of protective who gets you something warm to drink, a plate of homemade cookies, cracks his knuckles, and says 'don't worry about it, I'll be back in a few'. He's the long-distance solution, whether it's quietly dismantling someone's financial fortress brick by brick, or a rifle shot that no one knows where it came from but was uncomfortably close.

From this ask game!

#compass #asks

[fishy-xp]

compounded disasters

a tiny little drabble into the lives of the theerapanyakul bodygaurds and how they spend their days when they’re not being gay and doing crime. 

ft. all of them, they’re all disasters

The look that crosses the faces of the bodyguards could only be described as cautious pity. You know that look you give to a child who gives you a drawing of yourself, and, despite it giving you insecurities you didn’t initially have about yourself, you take it with a large smile and the lie ‘it’s beautiful’ slips straight through the gaps in your teeth. And you thank them for this monstronsity that you pretend like you won’t burn with your cigarette lighter later tonight as they beem brightly, clasp their hands together and bounce away ready to go disappoint Van Gogh all over again. 

That was the type of look that graced these hardened bodyguards as they watched their foreign colleague crack open a jar of the apparent abyss. 

Ken had excitedly waltzed into the bodyguard commons with a package addressed from Australia. It immediately caught the attention of Arm and Pol, who could immediately smell snacks with their heightened ability to sus out any food within a five mile radius.They circled their colleague with feigned interest which Ken had seen through immediately. 

“What you got there Ken?” Arm asks curiously as Pol nods eagerly, both hands wrapped around the other’s arm and tugging on it excitedly. 

The black-haired bodyguard eyes them as he rifles through the fridge and drawers. He gathers some utensils, crackers and butter before walking back over to the table where the two other males are eagerly awaiting him. He pulls out a chair and takes a seat. 

“I’ve been feeling a bit homesick, so I ordered somethings from Australia.” 

“What kind of things?” Pol immediately chirps in, his intentions seeping through his giant smile and leering gazed zoned in on the package resting between Ken’s hands. 

Ken sighs, deciding not to drag this out any longer. He slices through the tape with his knife and fishes out a package of chocolate covered cookies before passing it to the couple. Arm takes it in his hands and looks back at Pol like they’ve just been given a solid bar of gold. Pol jumps a few times on the spot, his smile growing even wider. They quickly attract the attention of Pete, Porsche and Big as they also come over to check out what was happening. 

Tankhun’s bodyguards and Porsche happily pass around the cookies, standing on one side of the table whilst Big stops behind where Ken is sat, hands shoved leisurely into his pant pockets. Their joy is soon replaced by disgust as a pungent smell wafts into surrounding air. Ken holds in his hand a yellow packaged jar and the contents looks like a thickened slab of tar. He picks up a spoon and gathers a generous helping of what honestly looks like frozen soy sauce. 

“Try.” 

It’s short of an order. 

The four bodyguards look between themselves with strained eyes, each silently refusing to budge. Porsche nudges Pete a bit too harshly as the other stumbles forward. Ken raises the spoon higher towards Pete who accepts it with the same forced smile and laugh he has permanently plastered onto himself whenever Khun Vegas was around. He takes the spoon with both hands before stepping back to his fellow traitors friends. He turns to Porsche who also puts forth his ‘hey thanks but no thanks’ smile, the one where his teeth barely poke through and there’s only pain in his eyes, as he raises his hand to refuse politely. 

“I’m allergic.” 

“You don’t even know what it is.” Pete whispers back harshly. He scowls at his roommate and turns to the other pair. He reaches for Arm’s hand and forcibly raises it before passing the spoon into the palm of the unfortunate IT genius. Arm stares at the offending thing like it was poison. He turns to the man beside him. 

“You try it Pol.” 

The taller man gives him a hesitant look but in the end, he knows he can’t refuse Arm. He lets the other feed him, biting down as his teeth cuts through the thick condiment. He immediately reels as his face crumples in on himself. 

“What the fuck is that?! That is nasty!” 

Arm hands back the spoon to Pete as he quickly fetches a glass of water. A hand wraps around Pol’s neck as the glass is held up towards his lips and he takes generous sips. He raises his own hand to hold onto Arm’s wrist in thanks. Porsche and Pete also take tiny samples of the thing, the curiousity getting the better of them and they form the same pulled expression, hands reaching for the other roommate’s shoulder as they collectively lean over and try not to gag. 

“That tastes like Khun Nu’s carp food.” Pol states once he’s gotten the taste out of his mouth. 

Porsche and Pete stop their shared pain to look at Pol and even Big’s snide expression at watching them all suffer falters into confusion at the statement. Pol’s face falls. 

“Not that I know what carp food tastes like.” He quickly says before grabbing the water from Arm and chugging down the remainder like his life depended on it. 

Ken chuckles as he picks up a cracker and spreads a thin slice of butter and an even thinner slice of the abyss condiment onto it. He hands it over to Big who takes it cautiously. He takes a bite and pleasant surprise graces his sharp features. 

“It’s not bad.” 

“That’s because you’re not meant to have it by the spoonful.” Ken explains, earning glares from four different pairs of eyes from the other side the table. Big smiles down at the other as he takes another bite of the cracker. 

“What’s going on here?” The familiar voice of the second son floats into the commons as the six bodyguards stand to attention. 

Kinn walks over to the group, the sight of his favourite bodyguard (the ‘s’ at the end comes after he’s stop admiring Porsche’s knowing smile) all huddled around and being civil for that matter. A wicked idea forms in the forefront of Porsche’s mind as he quickly grabs the spoon and the jar. He scoops a giant spoonful and holds it out to Kinn. 

“Ken was showing us some delicacies from his home country. This is the best one, it’s absolutely delicious. You have to eat it all in one go.” 

Porsche watched on with insourmountable glee as Kinn shoves the entire spoon into his mouth whilst five bodyguards begin to pray that they are still alive in the next few seconds. 

#kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #kinnporsche drabble #kinnporsche writing #bigken #armpol #bodyguard shenangians #i hope yall enjoyed it #should i make this a series hehe #did yall make out my lil ghost ships as well huehuheu #kinn theerapanyakul #porsche pitchaya #they were eating vegemite btw #compounded disasters

[wentzsmatchacup]

omg haii what flavor are the fall out men to you?? :P OH AND what flavor are the different fob albums?? and which one is ur favorite? ^_^

thank you so so much for asking!! :]

The flavors of people change based on who they are n stuff, so like, young Pete and now Pete have different flavors!

Blondie Pete (Pete now) is a citrus seltzer and a warm oatmeal cookie with dark chocolate chunks. Younger Pete is Cola, raspberries, and a hint of something bitter, but like a deep flavor; kind of like a chocolate but saltier; it’s something I can’t quite put my finger on. Patrick is like the Texas Roadhouse bread (shameful yeehaw from a Texas resident. If you’ve never had Texas Roadhouse, the bread is famously delicious and sweet and fluffy) with butter and a lavender tea. Andy is a sherbet with mint in it and a little metallic tang to it. Joe is a smokey steak, cherry juice, and carnival corndogs. Out of the boys, I’m torn between now-Pete and Joe for whose is my favorite. Pete’s reminds me of sunshine and warm spring and happy memories and just overall comfort and stuff, but Joe’s is strangely nostalgic.

As far as albums go, the different songs kinda taste different, but I can give an overall synopsis! :)

Take This to Your Grave tastes kinda like gunpowder, sweat, something lightly fragrant, like rain, bug juice (okay this sounds crazy but it’s this juice in a bottle from gas stations n stuff and it’s great, you should Google it lol), and a snickers bar. Despite those flavors sounding somewhat unpleasant, it’s oddly endearing and I love TTTYG! 6/10 flavor

From Under the Cork Tree tastes like bitter cherries, smarties, perfume, and wood. It’s probably one of the albums I have the least to say about flavor-wise, but it’s SO good and simple. This one has a more cohesive flavor pallet which makes it super pleasant to my senses. 9/10 flavor

Infinity On High tastes like dusty fabric, butter, summer rain, gummy bears, sawdust, and chicken noodle soup. Despite this being one of my favorite albums (behind Folie and SRAR) it has one of my least favorite flavor combinations. I can’t focus too hard on some of the tastes of the songs or it grosses me out, but MAN is it good to my ears. Very salty, very dingy. 4/10 flavor

Folie a Deux tastes like green tea, cleaning spray, cinnamon, honey, whiskey (only ever had it like once lmao), nachos, and dark chocolate. Don’t ask me why cleaning spray, that’s what “What a Catch, Donnie” tastes like to me :,) I LOVE YOU FOLIE!!! 7/10 flavor

Save Rock and Roll tastes like pop rocks, sand, milk, smoke, assorted fruit, wet dirt, something vaguely like nostalgic summers(?) (idk I can’t place it), beef, and sour patch kids. Weird combo, but it somehow works? It’s not quite unpleasant, but it’s not wholly enjoyable if that makes sense? Young volcanoes tastes good lol. 5/10 flavor

American Beauty/ American Psycho is one of my favorite tasting behind FUTCT. It tastes like sour punch straws, whoppers, apple juice, sweet tea, seawater, ballpark hotdogs, barbecue sauce, and blackberries. It tastes like going to a movie theatre and a cookout; it’s freakin delicious. There’s this overhang of hazy, deep flavor, while maintaining a sweet and tangy thing goin on. 9/10 flavor

MANIA tastes like dust, leather, cotton Candy, milkshake, wood, lemon seltzer water, vinegar, pistachios, and fruit snacks. It’s kinda like you dropped your food on the ground and ate it afterwards. I love MANIA, but why does it remind me of kindergarten daycare.. yuck… not a good taste, excluding Stay Frosty, Bishops Kinfe Trick, and Wilson. 2/10 flavor

I May update this post when So Much (for) Stardust is released, but as of right now, it tastes like licorice, pine, gunpowder, sprite, and cantaloupe! 5/10 flavor

I love the way that flavor connects me with things. These flavors also change from time to time, and I can’t ALWAYS taste it, but it’s kind of a neat party trick, eh? Once again, thank you so much for the question! This was really fun, and gave me a new appreciation for their music!! :)

final ranking (based on flavor)

FUTCT

AB/AP

Folie

TTTYG

SM(F)S

SRAR

IOH

MANIA

(this does not at all relate to my opinions on the albums themselves! I Can do a separate ranking for that some other time!)

overall, my favorite song (flavor wise) is probably XO, Young Volcanoes, The Kids Aren’t Alright, and Favorite Record! :)

(Edit: I’m sorry i forgot to include EOWYG and didn’t include any of their EP’s, but I would LOVE to if anyone would like to hear it!)

#Synesthesia #fob #fall out boy #in conclusion them and their music is scrumptious #Both to my ears and my tongue! #smfs

[blue-aconite]

Okay, Fe.... Can you do HCs for all the daggers favorite ice cream flavors and why they love them?

(My favorite color is green, and my favorite TGM quote is from Cyclone: I never want to see that shit again. 😆)

Emily! This was a tough question! Since I'm not an ice cream eater myself, I had to do some research and consult. Thank you so much for participating in my birthday celebration!

As promised, here's your banner! I hope you like it!

Hangman: Jake’s favourite ice cream flavour is Mango Raspberry Sorbet and Pistachio ice cream. His aunt would always buy him a Mango Raspberry when they spent time together when he was a kid. She was diagnosed with cancer when Jake was 13 and once a week he brought her a Mango Raspberry ice pop while she was in the hospital. When she passed, he stopped eating anything resembling the flavour and discovered Pistachio instead. A few years after his aunt’s death, he started eating Mango Raspberry again, to remember her. He always keep a tub of both in the freezer. 

Rooster: Bradley’s favourite is plain Chocolate. When Nick and Pete was home together, they always took little Bradley out for ice cream, even though he was too young to appreciate it. However, chocolate was Nick’s favourite, so now it’s Bradley’s favourite. Carole always made sure to have chocolate ice cream at home for when Bradley was sad and missed his dad. When Maverick was home and visiting, he always made sure he and Bradley had an ice cream date planned. Even after Caroled passed and he fell out with Mav, he made sure to eat it once a month, as a tribute to the people in his life, even though they weren’t with him anymore. 

Bob: Bob’s favourite is Cherry ice cream. His grandparents had this huge cherry tree in their backyard, he used to climb it as a kid, and his grandmother would always make homemade cherry ice cream for him and his siblings. It was the highlight of the family dinners. The store brands are good but have nothing on Nana's ice cream. She still makes it for him when he goes home to visit. She’s also taught him and his siblings to make it. 

Coyote: Javy’s favourite is Banana flavoured ice cream. He ran track as a kid and his mom would always pack bananas for him as a snack. It quickly became his favourite fruit and transferred onto his ice cream preferences. His mother also makes a fantastic banana cake that he likes to eat with banana flavoured ice cream. 

Phoenix: She doesn’t eat ice cream. She prefers ice pops instead and for those her favourite flavour is Peach. She always found ice cream too cold and sticky as a kid, so she never ate it. If offered, she will eat it but prefers not to. Her parents argued that ice pops are also cold but she never budged on the subject. 

Fanboy: Mickey’s favourite flavour is Superman. No surprise there. He had it for the first time when visiting Disney World as a kid and he fell in love. Typically he will eat any kind of ice cream offered to him but Superman is his absolute favourite. He has it each year for his birthday. And if it helped him gain his callsign, well, who is he to complain?

Payback: Reuben’s favourite ice cream flavour is Butter Pecan. He didn’t eat a lot of ice cream as a kid and if he did, it was always the most common flavours, vanilla, strawberry etc. He first tried Butter Pecan when travelling with his lacrosse team for the state championship and was immediately hooked. And when his team won, he decided it was his lucky flavour. 

Bonus - Maverick: Pete’s favourite flavour is Rum Raisin. His grandma always had it at home, so he grew up eating it. Nick and Carole never understood why he liked it and when he said the flavour reminded him of home, they dropped the conversation. Bradley hates it and constantly makes fun of Mav for liking it. Bonus - Cyclone: Beau enjoys Mint Chocolate Chip. A controversial option of course but he finds the taste pleasant. His wife makes the most delicious mint chocolate chip cookies and when she brought him that on their second date, the flavour became a favourite of his. So when he then had the same flavour but ice cream, he fell in love.

#fe answers #fe's 26th #fe's birthday celebration #fe loves emily

[moved828376278]

MASTERLIST!

south park

kyle with a clumsy s/o!

pete with an energetic crush!

craig tucker general dating headcanons!

main 4 with an easily distracted friend!

craig’s gang fighting over reader!

goth kids with a crush!

why the main 4 break up with you!

the girls when a guy hits on their fem s/o!

tweek, kyle, and kenny with an s/o that has irregular periods!

butters with an s/o that gives lots of aftercare cuddles!

kenny, kyle, stan, tweek, and craig playing cookie run!

main 4 fighting over you!

main 4 when you come out as trans!

butters with a clingy s/o!

kyle dating stan’s sister!

bebe dating hcs!

tolkien and kenny with a metalhead s/o!

main 4 with a chubby s/o!

tolkien and kyle with a native american s/o!

main 4 with a short s/o!

poly tolkien and kenny with an s/o who’s shy at first!

main 4 with an s/o who has tourettes!

cartman’s s/o giving him food!

main 4 + craig + tweek with an s/o who loves videogames!

craig and tweek poly hcs!

cartman bragging about his s/o!

general pete thelman headcanons!

[funkwallace]

OFMD CHARACTERS AS ICE CREAMS.

Ed is dark chocolate because comes across as strong and bitter, but with the sweetest candied strawberry nibs hidden here and there throughout.

Stede is rainbow sherbet.

Olu is raspberry gelato with little bits of white chocolate and/or marshmallow swirl.

Jim is helado de dulce de leche salado, because salty.

Buttons is actually a parfait. No questions, please.

Fang is butter pecan.

Frenchie is dondurma, specifically a cone sold to you by one of those assholes who keep jerking it away on a stick when you try to grab it and laughing.

Wee John: vanilla with real beans.

Black Pete: rocky road.

Lucius is peach sorbet with bits of real peach.

Roach is one of those Ben n Jerry's pints where they mix flavors together and act like it's super crazy to have done so, except this time it actually is. Like usually they pair complimentary flavors but Roach is legit an unexpected pairing. Maybe Cherry Garcia with like... Pumpkin cheesecake or something.

The Swede is obviously lingonberry glace.

Izzy is one of those Mexican fruit flavors where no matter what fruit it is they add salt, lime, and chili.

Ivan is some kind of chocolate swirl (milk and white?) But there's a raspberry coulis ribboned throughout.

Mary is a mixed berry sherbet.

Evelyn ... Someone figured out how to make red velvet a frozen yogurt?

Doug I can't decide. Is he cookies and cream or some really light flavor Italian ice?

The Badmintons: you ever seen one of those places where they spread the ice cream really thin on a cold slab and make a big show of scraping it up into rolls? Except when you try their flavor, it's like someone put yellow lemon in with butterscotch and you end up just throwing it away.

Is that everyone?

OMG SPANISH JACKIE

black raspberry sorbet with some of that crazy expensive 100 year old slowly reduced balsamic glaze drizzled over the top

Geraldo is pistachio but when you take a bite you realized they cheated and used almond extract.

Nana has to be orange but special. Hmmm...

Orange and mango 雪花冰. Instead of shaved ice it's shaved milk ice and they drizzle sweetened condensed milk over the top. Translates to snow flower ice.

Calico jack... Rum raisin. With like, too many raisins.

#ofmd #ice cream #original content #our flag means death

[samara7days]

Oatie Petes Recipe These oatmeal cookie bars with chocolate-coated toffee, pecans, and caramel are a treat that will go fast at your next party or bake sale. 30 individually wrapped caramels unwrapped, 1 cup coarsely chopped pecans, 1 cup crushed chocolate toffee pieces, 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1/4 teaspoon salt, 1 cup rolled oats, 1/2 teaspoon baking soda, 3/4 cup unsalted butter melted, 7 tablespoons heavy whipping cream, 3/4 cup brown sugar

#treat #parties #oatie petes #cookie bars #stuff - oatmeal #toffee #pecan

[plantjust]

Tinderbox wolfchase mall

#Tinderbox wolfchase mall how to

The Mall of Memphis was a two-story mall and the designers placed the semi-circular food court upstairs and around the ice rink. Not only was it built by the main entrance to the mall so that any patron walking through the front doors would be forced to view the happy people gliding in graceful, and sometimes not so graceful, circles, but it had two other unique characteristics. Three major details made the Ice Chalet so incredible.įirst, the developers of the rink must have visited an aquarium prior to drawing their first design sketches because the beauty of the Ice Chalet was that it put its visitors within a ocularly joyous fish bowl. I've been to many cities over the years and the ice rinks I've seen have had no "style" to them. It was the crowning jewel of the entire mall for certain. Fields cookie shop for a peanut butter cookie and a cup of milk.Ī great deal of thought was put into the design of the ice rink. And, a trip to the mall wasn't complete without a stop by the Mrs. I spent my dollars buying collectibles like D&D modules and hobby items from a great store in the east end of the mall called Toys by Roy. I remember "living" at the Ice Chalet and the Gold Mine arcade just across from it.

#Tinderbox wolfchase mall how to

Because of this, I'm glad to have the opportunity to post a few thoughts here.Īs a teenager who had not yet learned how to drive, the mall was a fantastic, sprawling, city of unique shops and major department stores. As odd as it may sound, the Mall of Memphis was important to me and meant something personal - as much as a mall can I suppose - indeed, I visited the mall so often and over the course of so many years that I feel that I kind of grew up within its retail-laden walls. My first trip to the Mall of Memphis came in the early 1980's - I am not sure of the exact year. The fire in the Fremont-Winema National Forest merged with a smaller nearby blaze Tuesday, and it has repeatedly breached a perimeter of treeless dirt and fire retardant meant to stop its advance.Nathan Rye's Commentary: Posted Octo(user submitted) Monstrous clouds of smoke and ash have risen up to 6 miles into the sky and are visible for more than 100 air miles. It’s been expanding by up to 4 miles (6 kilometers) a day, pushed by gusting winds and critically dry weather that’s turned trees and undergrowth into a tinderbox.įire crews have had to retreat from the flames for 10 consecutive days as fireballs jump from treetop to treetop, trees explode, embers fly ahead of the fire to start new blazes and, in some cases, the inferno’s heat creates its own weather of shifting winds and dry lightning. The Bootleg Fire, now 606 square miles (1,569 square kilometers) in size, has ravaged southern Oregon and is the fourth-largest fire in the state’s modern history. The reports were bittersweet for researchers, who still saw nearly 20 square miles of the preserve burn, but the findings add to a growing body of research about how to make wildfires less explosive by thinning undergrowth and allowing forests to burn periodically - as they naturally would do - instead of snuffing out every flame. “Generally speaking, what firefighters were reporting on the ground is that when the fire came into those areas that had been thinned. The initial assessment suggests that the many years of forest treatments worked, said Pete Caligiuri, Oregon forest program director for The Nature Conservancy, which runs the research at the preserve. As the massive inferno half the size of Rhode Island roared into the Sycan Marsh Preserve, firefighters said the flames jumped less from treetop to treetop and instead returned to the ground, where they were easier to fight, moved more slowly and did less damage to the overall forest. This week, the nation’s biggest burning wildfire provided them with an unexpected, real-world experiment. (AP) - Ecologists in a vast region of wetlands and forest in remote Oregon have spent the past decade thinning young trees and using planned fires to try to restore the thick stands of ponderosa to a less fire-prone state.

#Tinderbox wolfchase mall

[suckitsurveys]

what is your favorite kind of ice cream? Butter pecan because I am 80. I also like cookie dough and things with caramel in it. if people could read your mind, what would they usually find? Oh man they’d get outta there so quick. who do you talk to on the phone most often? I very rarely talk on the phone. what’s a song that makes you feel happy? SO many. what celebrity would you like to meet? Pete Davidson, especially now that he’s single haaaaaaay.

what’s the best concert you’ve ever been to? Billie Eilish back in March. And Lorde in 2018 (i think?) what is your favorite clothing store? Whatever. how did you meet your best friend? Some online and some in school. do you need money to be happy? Yes capitalism makes it that way. what is something you do well? My job. what’s a good idea you’ve had recently? A way to surprise my nieces with a water park trip. what is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast? Food. how far in advance do you prefer to plan? Depends, but girl I AM A PLANNER. I have lists upon lists and things written out down to the TIME. do you like to wear high heels? No. how many slices of pizza do you usually eat? Depends on the pizza. Can you remember life without technology? what was it like? Yes.

what gift would you like to receive? Money. A new car. A house. Pete Davidson’s phone number. what’s the last thing you paid for? Groceries. what’s the last movie you watched? Big Time Adolescence. do you remember your dreams? Sometimes. do you play any instruments? No. do you always smile for pictures? Sure. what are you most excited about right now? Our Wilderness Trip one week from today! if you had $5 in your pocket what yould you spend it on? Starbucks maybe? how often do you buy things via the internet? Here and there. would you like to live in a different country? if so which one? I mean, because of how fucking in shambles the US is, yes, but because I am used to living here and have based my life here, no. what animal would you see first if you went to the zoo? If they have them, pandas. if you could switch places with someone for a day, who would it be? I’m okay. do you prefer the aisle, middle, or window seat on a plane? Window. what’s your favorite song from a movie? SO many. where would you like to volunteer? Animal shelters. would you rather go out for dinner or cook at home? Takeout. who sent the last text message you received? Lori. what’s your favorite flower? Gardenias. what’s the last song you listened to? This is American by Childish Gambino. do you like being alone? Yes, occasionally. what was the last thing you ate? Spaghetti and meatballs, how do you find new music? Tik Tok lol. what is your dream travel destination? A nice private beach. if you could play any instrument what would it be? Guitar. what’s the last youtube video you watched? Walking in Staten, an SNL sketch/parody song. where are you going on your next trip? The Dells. what are you currently addicted to? Tik Tok unfortunately.

#surveys