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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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obviously hanguang-jun would wear sports bras…. right?
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Wei Wuxian failed his perception and insight check rolls.
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cerise-on-top · 29 days
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Eating Jausn with König
A Brettljausn is just about the best thing out there. I wrote this back in November when my classmates decided to talk about Easter and Osterjausn, so the formatting is different. However, I thought it would work well with the Easter post, so I decided to post it now.
“Honey, what is that?” You looked at the wrinkly, dark colored thing in front of you. It might have been a sausage, on closer inspection. The plate was well filled with all kinds of meat and cheese. On the side were horseradish, eggs and pepper of all colors. On a small plate in front of you were small, sliced cherry tomatoes, the basket next to it held bread.
“It’s a Brettljause, it’s what we eat on special occasions, such as easter. But you don’t always need one to eat it. Just enjoy the meat, dear. It’s all from regional farmers as well.” König seemed rather content while looking at the food. You knew that Austrians loved their meats and sausages, he had told you about that before and you made fun of him for it, but you didn’t think he’d take it upon himself to prepare something like that. It seemed like that must have taken a lot of work. Must have been fairly costly as well. There was bacon there, it looked fairly good.
You took a piece of bread and picked up some meat with a fork. “And what’s this?”
“That’s Geselchtes. I call it Gsöchts, though. It’s meat that you put in salt water before smoking for a few hours. Before eating, you normally cook it. Don’t worry, this one doesn’t have too much fat on it, you can just cut those pieces off.” He put some gray-ish meat on a slice of bread, adding some egg slices and topping it off with some of the grated horseradish. Its scent wafted through the air, stinging your nose a bit. You watch him take a bite out of the bread, he locks his eyes with yours once he notices. “Is something the matter?”
“No, no, everything’s alright.” You looked at the pink meat on your fork, a bit hesitant to give it a try. König seemed to like this sort of food, he likely wouldn’t have prepared it otherwise. Besides, it was classic Austrian cuisine, apparently, it was only polite of you to try it, at the very least. Taking a bite out of the meat, you ran your tongue across it to give it a taste. You could definitely taste the salt, but it wasn’t too bad. It simply added to the flavor. The meat wasn’t very chewy, but you wouldn’t exactly call it the most tender meat either. It was actually surprisingly good. Instead of putting it on your bread, you simply ate the piece whole before picking up the same thing König had. “And what’s this?”
“Schweinsbratn.” He didn’t even hesitate to gobble up his bread, already on his second one. This time he put some bacon on it with cheese. Eggs and horseradish weren’t missing this time either. One of the tomato slices was lifted off the plate and put on his instead.
You followed his example and put two slices of the meat on your bread, topping it off the same way as him. That meat wasn’t too bad actually either, it was obvious that it was made of pork. With the horseradish being very fresh it was only natural for it to be spicy still. It didn’t disappoint, the taste somewhat reminding you of wasabi, even if your eyes started watering a bit. Your bread was gone soon enough and you opted for another one. There was no telling if König’s next one was his third or fourth one already.
“So, Schatzi.” He prepared another one. “Is it good? Do you like it?”
“Oh, it actually is. It’s pretty good.” Taking some of the red pepper, you put it on your bread with Geselchtem, gulping down a few of the tomatoes. You were sort of surprised this stuff didn’t come with a salad as well.
By the time you were on your third bread, the plate was already pretty empty, with König having eaten quite a lot. He’s always had a rather big appetite, and for that you were grateful, there was no way you could have eaten all of that on your own. You hadn’t tried the dark, cut up sausage yet. Of course, you had no idea what that was either. “What’s this? Sausage?”
König quickly chewed the food in his mouth before swallowing it down. “Yes, that’s Hoatwiastl. Hartwürstel, I suppose. As the name suggests, it’s a hard sausage. It’s very good, though, you have to try it.”
It was rather hard indeed, you were glad it was cut up into smaller slices. Biting into it whole would be another other ordeal. It was too small to put on bread, so you ate it along with it. Once done, you were completely full, incapable of eating another bite. There were still pieces of meat and cheese left on the plate, it was unbelievable. König didn’t seem affected at all, he simply got up and started putting everything away before returning with a bottle. If you had to take an educated guess then there’s a chance “Wein” might have been the German word for “wine”. “Would you like a  Spritzer? It’s essentially wine mixed with soda.”
“Is that really necessary? Do we really need to drink too?”
He chuckled a bit. “It’s a big part of our culture. Alternatively, I can offer you some Gösser or Puntigamer.” With an amused expression, he watched you weigh your options. You didn’t know what either of those things were, probably some sort of beer, thus making you better off with the wine, probably. König even got the two of you some wine glasses. They were fancy looking, but you weren’t sure if you could actually take a sip of that.
He really just put mineral water into some wine, drinking it slowly. With a watchful eye, he almost expected you to take after him, which you did eventually. It tasted exactly the way you’d imagine, sparkly wine with a bit less flavor. Not the worst you’ve ever had. The things you did to make your man happy.
You continued to eat for another few minutes, this time in silence, for the most part. The plate was certainly full at the beginning, you couldn’t believe your eyes when most of it was gone. Still, despite the culture being rather meat heavy, you had to admit, it was pretty good. However, it was very filling. You couldn’t eat another slice of bread, opting for the meat and sausage instead, eating some slices of cheese along with them. Maybe some mayonnaise would have been good with it as well, but you didn’t want to make the suggestion in case König didn’t like it.
After wiping his mouth with a paper towel, he sat back, letting out a content sigh while holding his tummy. Even he seemed to be rather full after the copious amounts of meat he had eaten. Not like you weren’t, however. He took another sip of his Spritzer before putting the plates away, with you helping him out a bit, naturally.
“Thank you for trying some of my food, I do appreciate it. Did you like it?” Cleaning the plates with a sponge, his focus was on getting the last few crumbs off it so he could put it in the dishwasher. You popped one last cherry tomato in your mouth before handing him another plate, giving him a hum of approval.
“Yeah, it was pretty good, but could we maybe eat something less meaty next time? This was quite a lot.”
“Don’t worry, Schatzi, next time we can eat Kasnudeln. They’re also very delicious!”
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frnkiebby · 3 months
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pink belt sighting~🎃
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sickosdotjpg · 1 day
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honestly think one of the hottest things a person can do is sneeze into the cowl/collar of a turtleneck sweater or similar
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void-and-virtue · 5 months
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Thinking about Neil’s anger. Thinking about Neil’s jealousy. Thinking about emotions beyond ugly and raw bleeding right out of him the second he lets his mask slip even just a millimeter.
Thinking about how what Neil perceives as miasma hanging over him acts like a breath of life to Andrew’s drowning. Thinking about how everyone expects them to cover each other in bile and guts until they’re both festering even worse than before and that’s not what happens. Thinking about how when they look at each other in the aftermath of their poking and prodding, it’s with the most rotten parts of themselves on display, but those parts have finally been drained and what’s left might just get the chance to heal.
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swordsandspectacles · 11 months
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Just y’know.
Playing with nanovores. As you do—
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rickybaby · 10 months
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RICCIARDO ‘EXTREMELY COMPETITIVE’ ON SIM AHEAD OF RED BULL TEST (x)
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running-in-the-dark · 3 months
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I need a hug.
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gamchawizzy · 1 year
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...just about had enough of you!
(i feel like drawing edgar losing his shit is going to become a favourite of mine)
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chirpos-pencil · 10 months
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Imagine if Makoto is somehow sent back in time to the day he's supposed to recieve the letter from Hope's Peak Academy.
He is standing in front of the gates of his former highschool. He's in the body of his younger self.
The world around him looks fine and normal, nothing unusual - just like it did before the Tragedy.
But all the memories of what he had gone through are fresh in his mind. Monokuma, the Killing Games, Ultimate Despair, his friends, the Future Foundation - everything!
So, he takes the usual path and runs back home, quickly. The letter! It must be at his doorstep now!
He knocks frantically on the door, and Komaru opens it. He asks her if he has recieved any letter from Hope's Peak, and she shakes her head.
His parents come and ask him if everything's alright.
Makoto looks at them, his eyes welling up. They're alive! He runs and hugs them. His mother and father look at each other, wondering why their son is behaving so strangely. Nevertheless, they hug him back.
"Oh, the winner of that draw is announced!" Komaru says, looking at her phone.
"What draw?" asks her mother.
"The lucky draw conducted by Hope's Peak Academy."
And, Makoto feels a chill go down his back.
"It's some girl," Komaru says, showing them the photo of the winner. "Wow, she's so lucky."
Makoto trembles as he stares at the photo of a highschool girl, the proclaimed Ultimate Lucky Student of Class 78.
No, it was . . . It was supposed to be him.
It was supposed to be him!
His family asks him repeatedly what's wrong, but what can Makoto tell them? Whatever he says, they won't believe him at all.
"Are you sad that you didn't win?" asks his mother. "It's okay, you can try again next year."
He drops to his knees, completely dazed.
Instead of him, that girl will go to Hope's Peak Academy. Instead of him, that girl will meet his friends. His very friends with whom he endured hell together and made it through together. His very friends who stuck with him, despite it all, again and again.
And now, his friends are never going to know of his existence.
And he's never going to see them again.
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pikslasrce · 3 months
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had the most down bad dream one could possibly have....
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Booktok is a little too obsessed with their favourite copy and paste couple being their own extremely conventionally attractive, white and cishet fantasy
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cloudsrust · 1 year
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Jumping between "dark games with funny moments" and "funny games with dark moments" as an extreme sport for my brain.
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coredrill · 4 months
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seeing everyone talking abt bravern’s future gattais and theories abt what is going on with lewis is making me so 🥺
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hey jo! i know this one might be a lot of work, but i’d love to see a gifset of some of the many times that Austin does that thing when he kisses where grabs the girls chin/neck. it’s definitely a thing he does a lot. 🫠🫠 thanks for being awesome! 💜
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Are you trying to kill me?! That just might do me in lol. I mean that is the HOTTEST thing a guy can do and he does it well! It's a Sunday night! I could try during the week, but no promises. Unless I don't know Ash @troubleinapinksuit wants to help out with this little project. Since I might combust making it lol 😆
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murdermeadow · 5 months
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I want trans tape so baaaaaaaaad but I fear asking for it (my family is accepting I'm just a coward)
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