#How to cook fanfiction

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Robin landed on the roof next to him and Bruce could already feel the headache building. They were looking down on a young blond man with pointed ears and a large halberd on his backriding on a white horse. The guy looked like he had come straight out of a fairytale. He knew that if this was a new rogue Damian would argue about keeping the horse. Actually he would probably want to keep the horse even if he wasn't a rogue.

Deciding the guy had gotten close enough they swooped down to confront him. The man, startled, stopped his horse and pulled the large halberd off his back. He held it in front of him, as if in warning. The man looked wary of them but not afraid. They stared at eachother for a moment before the man spoke in a language neither Batman not his Robin knew.

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Link was having a wierd day. He had literally just saved Princess Zelda a week ago (and for the second time) when he encountered some kind of demon in black and white. The Master Sword glowed in the demons presence which was all Link needed to know before chasing after the being. The thing, looking like a teen in odd clothing that reminded him of links own rubber suit, bolted into a green portal it had created.

Not hesitating he had his horse leap into it. And now he was in a strange place with no sign of the demon. After getting attacked by a man yelling in a language he didn't recognize, he switched out his sword for a halberd for that extra reach on horseback and continued on his way, leaving the unconscious man on the road side behind him.

This place was odd. Parts of some walls would light up, showing images of people and places he didn't know along with a written language he didn't recognize. He came across many people who looked at him oddly...or at least he thought they were people. They looked like Hylians but most of them were taller than the average Hylian and to Links horror they had short rounded ears. How could they hear thier gods with such tiny ears?

He was scared, but he carried on anyway. Eventually he gets confronted by someone dressed as a monster and a child. They manage to settle thier...dispute?...without violence so that was nice. He pulled a few apples and swift carrots out of his tablet-to the curiosity of the duo- and hands them to the child. The kid caught on quickly and raced off to feed his horse her favorite snacks.

Link will have to figure out how to overcome this language barrier

Bruce however, has discovered this was not a man, but a teenager lost in a foreign world and is set on adopting him.

#dpxdc #fanfiction prompts #prompts #danny fenton #danny phantom #batman #robin #damian wayne #imaging an au of this where one of the other bats spots him first #jason meeting a elf right out of a fairytale lmao #tim meeting a pretty blond elf boy: *mind blown* #ect. #link: *wanting human money of his own* how much do you thing this would sell for? *lays down piles of rubies each bigger than tims head* #batfam: :O #Link: *following Alfred and Jason around trying to convince them to teach him some recipes* #Link: happily cooking for the bats and helping Alfred #Link: *Teaching the bats how to read and write Hylian Gerudo and Zora languages while he leans english* #Danny: *is super lost in this fic and may or may not be leading a child gang in a gang war he didnt mean to start*

[starpaw0007]

“Are you… cooking?”

Dib tiredly walked into his kitchen to find Zim in front of the stove wearing an apron. In order to reach the counter comfortably, the invader had to use a step-stool. Zim expertly flipped a perfectly round pancake in the air, and it landed with a dull plat.

“GIR likes pancakes.” Zim said simply.

He smooshed the pancake down in a motion that seemed completely natural to him.

Imagery of the alien cooking had never once come to Dib’s mind, and within reason- the concept was utterly ridiculous. Yet here Zim was, making pancakes for his evil little robot in some strange domestic display.

“… GIR’s broken.” Dib reminded him.

Zim froze momentarily and his magenta eyes blinked slowly as he processed this, as if he had completely forgotten.

“Oh, right.”

He scraped a pancake off the pan silently, setting it aside on a separate plate where a stack of pancakes had started to appear. Each one cooked to perfection.

Dib lingered awkwardly, unsure of what to say now, and Zim was in the way of the cereal cabinet which had been Dib’s intended trajectory.

Zim made a dismissive gesture with the spatula.

“You eat them then.”

Dib blinks.

Zim adds another pancake to the stack silently.

“.. what’s in them?” Dib questioned in an apprehensive tone. While the pancakes seemed fine, Dib’s deep seated paranoia and general distrust, while completely understandable given the circumstances, left him hesitant to try anything the irken invader offered.

Zim picked up the box of pancake mix on his left, squinting as he read slowly

“En…riched flour… bleached. Wheat flour… niacin, iron… thh-hiami-“

“Nothing else? Mind-controlling alien spores, perhaps?” Dib interrupted, lifting a pancake to examine it. It looked… normal enough.

Zim resumed his task, pouring more batter on the hot pan. It sizzled.

“Hmm… Water.” He replied after some consideration. The alien seemed distracted, completely lost in thought.

Hesitantly, Dib grabbed a plate from the cabinet. Keeping Zim in his peripheral, he plucked two pancakes off the top of the stack. After retrieving a fork, he made his way to the kitchen table- offering Zim a brief

“Thanks” as he passed.

Zim’s antennae perked up at this. He paused for a second, turning to peek at Dib over his shoulder, before returning his attention to the pan.

No other words were exchanged, and the silence was filled only with sizzling and scraping.

After pouring a generous amount of syrup, Dib set the bottle aside. Just as he did so, Gaz stumbled into the room tiredly- grumbling.

She opened one eye in surprise at the scene before her.

“Why is Zim wearing an apron?”

“He’s making pancakes.” Dib replied incredulously, poking his breakfast experimentally with a fork. Gaz stared at his plate suspiciously for a moment.

“Are they any good?”

Dib brings a piece to his mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

“They’re pancakes.”

#I think about zim being a food service drone often #and how that might affect his skills when it comes to say… cooking meals for his robot #of course he can only make boxed food because even on foodcourtia most the food in the kitchen was just made with the press of a button #invader zim fanfic #invader zim #iz zim #zim #invader zim fandom #invader zim fanfiction #iz fandom #iz zade #iz zadf

[hotcheetohatredwastaken]

Blood Drops on Roses: Bargaining: The Third Stage of Grief (20/80)

“Let’s shake on it.” Twilight stuck his hand out, then drew back, saying, “Just… nothing too crazy, alright?”

‘You owe me, you owe me.’ Wild raised a perfunctory eyebrow as Twilight squirmed. ‘Anything else isn't a part of the deal.’

“No, I guess it isn’t.” Twilight said, defeated, as he stuck his hand out once more. He looked queasy as they clasped hands. He paused a step. “And Wild?”

‘Yeah?’

“Watch the spice. They ain’t from here.”

‘Spoil sport.’

Read the rest of this chapter here! Blood Drops on Roses Ch 20

Or check out the whole series, including the Prologues, here! Blood Drops On Roses: A Linked Universe Fanfic

#linked universe #lu #linkeduniverse #bdor #cheetowrites #wild linked universe #lu wild #twilight linked universe #lu twilight #warrior linked universe #lu warrior #wind linked universe #lu wind #linked universe fanfic #linked universe fanfiction #the obligatory “Wild cooks for the Chain” chapter #with a dash of “paranoid Warrior” for spice #as one does #also existential dread and fear of divine retribution #but hey that's more for arc 2 XD #anyways I was told saying “reblogs appreciated” gets you more notes #which kinda seems like cheating to me #but hey #reblogs appreciated #there I said the magic words #idk how to tumblr man #anyways if you've made it this far #have a nice day <3 #also taking this space to say #that mayonnaise is horrible and miracle whip is supreme

[honeygrahambitch]

Will makes Hannibal cry happy tears the first time he finds a pig for himself. It's a guy in a supermarket who parked his shopping cart in front of the fishing equipment section making it impossible for Will to examine it.

#inspired from real life #i really wanted to look at those fishing rods #lmao Hannibal's face is priceless #sure honey whatever makes you happy how should we cook this rude individual #hannibal #hannigram #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal nbc #hannibal series #hannibal fanfiction

[thedreamerstoryteller]

#someone had to do it #it's amazing #Think about it #Mulan's songs are perfect to describe this drama #Li Bing like Mulan he can't recognize himself after the transformation #His reflection is different from the one he used to see in the mirror #Li Bing “trains” the men of Mingji Hall like Li Shang #Or better like Mulan Li Bing teaches them how to see things in a different way #He see their potential and push them to express it #Consider Wang Qi's temporary suspension from work #“I bet the Ladies love a man in armor” the soldiers sings during “A Girl worth fighting for” #Did you see General Qiu? #Fascinating with and without the armor #Don't tell me you didn't think about Yao Ling and Chien Po dressed as women when you saw Cui Bei and Wang Qi dressed as two maids #Chen Shi is Mushu who cooks for Li Bing as the little dragon does #General Qiu is apparently like Li Shang thoughtful serious and commanding #I would like to see more about him Li Bing and their relationship but luckily there are fanfictions for this #chinese drama #cdrama #disney #mulan 1998 #disney mulan #mulan #white cat legend #miles wei #ryan ding #qiu qingzhi #li bing

[dathomirdumpsterfire]

~Snacks of Dathomir Snippet~

You grab your buy'ce off the counter and snag one of grandpa's knives in a reverse grip, then you go to check out that noise.

There's a body on the stairs.

With all due caution, you lean out a bit and call, “Hello? Are you dead?”

“Mnnggg,” the body replies. Oh good, still kicking.

“Are you one of the Opress brothers?” you ask hopefully.

“Ngh?” they reply, turning to squint blearily up at you.

It's a man, or male looking at least. Horned. Tattooed. Average height and build. Yellow, with a smidge of orange. Hot as fuck, honestly.

“... messare Feral?” you try. That was the youngest one, right?

“Yeah,” he manages, pupils two different sizes. “Fff- nng. You?”

“I'm your new chef, uh, nice to meet you… do you want help getting to medical?”

Probably-Feral flops back down onto the stairs, and mumbles something inaudible with a tone of supreme annoyance.

[Light hearted & spicy / Learn some mando'a / Cooking recipes / Non-specific 'you' protag / Nonserious fluff / Nightbrother culture]

#this is going to complete trash #sterotypes and problematic behavior and moral bankruptcy and violence and horrible flirting and sporadic updates and quiche #star wars #darth maul #savage opress #feral opress #sith #zabrak #nightbrothers #dathomir #x reader #fanfiction #silly smut and literal cooking recipes #you wanna learn mando'a? #i'm going to be injecting more and more as we go #nightbrother culture #nightmagick #nightsisters #cooking show bullshit #confession: i don't know how to cook #confession: i'm using a translator to make up fancy names for the food #confession: i don't know how being a professional chef works #this entire thing is built on sitcom stereotypes #the smut ain't happening right away it's not the point #the point is chaffles

[mysticcrownwolf]

Ok so I got a new idea that by some means be it devil fruit, magic spells, potions or just a mystery fruit but Sanji lost his inhibitors for a day and the straw hats are fighting the guy who did that and Sanji just grab two of Zoro's swords and start wrecking the enemy shit and straw hats just thought it was the effect of the devil fruit or whatever and just let him until one of the enemy goons let it slip that the fruit does not give any skills or ability just stop a person from holding back anything (thoughts, feelings, powers, etc.) because the user was obsessed with having a fair fight and didn’t want his opponent holding back on him. Queue to Zoro trying to stop himself from losing every single drop of his blood through his nose because Sanji look fucking hot fighting with two swords.

#After the fight zoro is like you can use swords and sanji is like yeah I know how to I just cannot use my hands while fighting #And its so funny to break zoro's reality like #1. The cook is also a swordsman #2. He is a very good swordsman #3. He is a very very sexy swordsman #Zoro is ready to marry him right then and their and Sanji is like at least take me to a date first you stupid marimo #Bonus if sanji cannot lie because of the users power #That's how the strawhats found out that their cook is a bisexual and has a crush on their swordsman #Zoro and Sanji started dating after that and sanji often tease zoro about the nosebleed he got after seeing sanji use swords #zoro x sanji #zosan #fanfiction #drabble #roronoa zoro #fanfic #vinsmoke sanji #sanzo #sanji

[mouse-brained]

chapter two of the codeflippa fic is up !!!!!

summary: charlie discovers cookie quests and immediately blows his cover to smithereens. bad news: tubbo doesn't like somer. good news: sunny absolutely does.

#idk how to promote fics lol #qsmp #qsmp fanfiction #qsmp slimecicle #qsmp codeflippa #qsmp juanaflippa #juanaflippa #qsmp tubbo #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunnysideup #i cooked with this one trust #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #mouse's fic posts

[evilwriter37]

#97 please :)

Sorry this took so long to get to! Thank you for playing!

Also, this is my 200th Vigcup fic!

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Prompt: Write about someone cooking dinner for their partner for the first time.

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“Hm, what’s that smell?”

Hiccup couldn’t pause in what he was doing, not even for a second. If he didn’t time this right…

“I’m cooking dinner.”

Viggo raised his eyebrows as he took off his cloak and hung it by the door.

“You never cook.”

“Yeah, that’s something I want to change.”

Wiping snow out of his hair, Viggo came over to the cooking fire, watching what Hiccup was doing. Hiccup didn’t know if the sweat was from nerves or from being so close to the fire.

“Where’s Toothless?” Viggo wondered. Usually the dragon would be rushing in here and ruining everything. Viggo had had to confine him to the bedroom multiple times while cooking dinner for just that reason.

“Took a tip from you,” Hiccup said. “Put him in the bedroom. He ate the first batch of chicken.”

Viggo laughed. “Is that what that is?”

Hiccup frowned, moving the chicken around with a fork. “Does it not look like chicken?”

“I think you burned it.”

“Oh…” Blushing, Hiccup flipped the chicken over to find that it was indeed burned on the other side. He sighed. “Sorry. Should I just throw it out, or…?”

“Perhaps.” Viggo was smiling at him, and Hiccup didn’t understand why. He’d ruined dinner!

Sighing, Hiccup took the pan off the fire, set it down on the stone hearth to cool. He ran fingers through his sweaty hair.

“I’m sorry.” He wasn’t looking Viggo in the eye.

Viggo took him by the chin and had him lift his head towards him to meet his gaze.

“Darling, you don’t have the practice. It’s alright. If you never cook, you’re not going to get it right on the first try.”

Hiccup took a deep breath. “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right.” He smiled. “So, the Mead Hall for dinner?”

“I’ll get your cloak and let Toothless out,” Viggo said in way of a response. “I don’t think he’d say no to the chicken.”

Hiccup laughed, and let Viggo pass him and go up the stairs.

#asks #requests #vigcup #hiccup haddock #viggo grimborn #httyd #how to train your dragon #rtte #race to the edge #fluff #fanfiction #writing #food #cooking

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

remembering that time i forgot i left oil in a pan on a lit stove while cutting peppers for an omelet a few months ago.

me: 'oh, what's that sound? it sounds like my alarm clock.' *two seconds later* me: 'I didn't leave my alarm clock on this morning...' *looks over and realizes wtf is happening*

anyway, i then proceeded to speculate w my friend on whether or not a firefighter au could work because im just that unhinged. JUST THAT UNHINGED. (ofc like after the smoke cleared out and everything WAS FINE. rip that pan though dude).

"AND ITD BE CALLED 'SHE SET THE ROOM A-BLIGHT'" "no it should be 'She set the room a-luz"" "wait no ur so right." that idea lives in my head rent FREE. RENT FREE. both of those puns, "PLEASE TELL ME THE FIRST RESPONSE YOU HAD FROM ALMOST BURNING DOWN UR APARTMENT WAS NOT FANFICTION, BILLY"

"..."

"BILLY!!!"

#fanfiction #writing things #text post #the owl house #i actually had an idea for it that goes deeper #but basically like firefighter!amity because im lame #eda owns a restraunt that manny and her partnered up to run before he died but him being super close with eda and lilith- and raine #they run it with camilas help too cause they like- look after them both because yk business partnership that goes deeper to family ties #i forget but like luz almost starts a fire and its not BAD but they have to call the fire department #i forget what else happens but yeah. was supposed to be goofy haha silly oh gay panic moment bc women #also philip is the mayor?? and hunter's parents passed in a house fire?? but he doesnt know that philip mightve done that #vee is there too and masha- AND willow #i forget gus but yk like part of them are on the group that literally goes there because luz did some dumb shi and then some help cook #its so weird how i get my ideas though like wtf #like a whole “whoops i almost burned down my family business but at least i rizzed a girl up in the meantime so it wasnt a TOTAL loss-right

[hollybell51]

He was perfectly still for a heartbeat, two heartbeats, almost three. Then his hand tightened around yours and he pulled you closer, trench coat rustling where your chest met it. He kissed you the way you remembered the first boy who’d ever kissed you – a boy in your year level at school, at a party, playing spin the bottle no less – had kissed you. The want was all there, the enthusiasm and anticipation and the only half-conscious desire for more.

#don't mind me just dropping a cute lil excerpt #i feel like when your mum gives you a piece of pasta to “test” when it's being cooked #enjoy your piece of smut pasta <3 #but yeah #guess who's back #yeah it's me #i'm on holidayyyyyyyyyy #yay! time to write! finally! #smut is COMING SOON! #casgirls prepare #he's still living in my brain and you all know how that ends up #wohoooo here we go #castiel x reader #castiel smut #castiel #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural #fanfiction #supernatural smut

[classlutup]

HELLO I AM WRITING A LONGFORM SALLY/POSEIDON PREQUEL FIC

Now I have your attention. It's pretty cute. And it's gonna be chunky. So get in on the ground level while you can, because if you know anything about me and writing long slow burn ISH tumultuous love affairs, they are... A moment.

Enjoy 🫶

#archive of our own #ao3 #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #sally jackson #poseidon #sally/poseidon #fanfiction #i dont know how to tag #IT'S GONNA BE GOOD #LET ME COOK #Spotify

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

i'm bad at watching shows but i'm interested in their characters/plots so i've decided to try and guess canon based off of reading a bunch of fanfics. so far i don't think i'm very close because it's something my sister has watched and the characters i keep reading about are like. the sidest of all side characters. but i will find canon somewhere

#i cannot sit down and watch something i can cook and listen to something i can draw and listen but i cannot sit and watch #so i am bad at the tv shows #but words i can get into #they should like. convert shows into words so i can read them instead #which is why i have chosen fanfiction #you may wonder why i chose fanfiction of all things? surely there's a summary? #well u see i believe it is much more entertaining to uncover canon through different interpretations of characters and how they're explored #and tbh i care more about characters in these cases than the plot. though i love plot i'm just more interested in characterization #bc plot is good and all but if you're characters suck then no-one cares #and in fanfiction people often play with characterization and explore them in ways that can go beyond canon #i'm trying to find the heart of these characters based on the way people write them #and even when characters are heavily changed for an au there will have to have been something to inspire that change #and i must decide if it's projection from the author or coincidental or there is a deep-seated reason that that character was altered #and i besides reading fanfic where you have no idea what's going on is pretty fun ngl #obviously i will need to read a lot of fanfic for sample size or whatever but i will get there and then i will double-check w my sister #to see how correct i can get it #she's more of a casual enjoyer of things so idk if my characterization focus will resonate or not but eh idc

[jercythesiscrying]

when the fic with a combination of very specific ship(s)/trope(s) doesn't exist so now you bear the burden of having to write it yourself

#.HOW IS THERE NOT A CHEF AU? WE HYPE UP HIM COOKING ALL THE TIME SMH #jercy speaks #fanfiction #fanfic #archive of our own #ao3 #.of course i could post it on a kink meme somewhere but ughhhhhggghhh i want it nooooowwwww

[wicked-jade]

Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Karate Kid (Movies), Cobra Kai (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dutch/Johnny Lawrence Characters: Johnny Lawrence, Dutch (Karate Kid), Roxanne Rademaker (OC) Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Cooking Lessons, Good Boyfriend Johnny Lawrence, The One Where Dutch's Mom Officially Adopts Johnny Series: Part 8 of A Place Where Lost is Found Summary:

Johnny decides he wants to do something special for Dutch's birthday. But to pull off his surprise, he's going to need a little help. And a lot of strawberries.

#fic: the way to a man's heart #aka: the one where dutch's mom adopts johnny #and teaches him how to cook #dutch/johnny #johnny lawrence #dutch (karate kid) #og cobras #the karate kid #cobra kai #fanfiction #my writing

[leatherbookmark]

dear google duckduckgo how to love and feel loved because i'm at my wits' end at this point

#shrimp thoughts #i can only assume y'all're lying about feeling so loved and safe and cherished when surrounded by your friends/family because it Doesn't #Sound Real. this is fanfiction city i'm afraid. and shounen manga #if anything when someone does something for me that i didn't ask for i feel Great Discomfort because i don't deserve it #like this is genuinely wonderfu of u and thank you for this gesture but a/ again i am not worthy and b/ i will never be able to repay this #kindness because i am both an asshole AND an idiot who can't read people for shit AND i have no cool skills such as cooking #or being a good listener. my listener experience is saying 'wow that's fucked up' and 'want me to kill them for you' and thatse it #recently 've been told 'why do you think everyone's your enemy' incorrect! i don't! i don't think i'm interesting or important enough for #people to even think of me! i just don't want to bother anyone! which in return prompted a comment that This Is Severe Depression #no it's not. i dont think everyone's my enemy i just dont know how to make Allies. or what they Are in the first place mkay