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not-quite-there-myself · 2 months

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WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

Various from Arcana Twilight, Food Fantasy, and Twisted Wonderland; featured in alphabetical order. Romantic/platonic is unspecified, characters may be mentioned multiple times.

When they learn that you love receiving words of affirmation, they get a little shy. On days when things aren't as good as you'd thought they'd be, or when times get so hard you don't feel like doing anything, something in their gut tells them to talk to you. It starts small, but it slowly becomes something they say often: "You're smarter than you give yourself credit for", "I think you've done well and deserve a break", "Actually, I thought you did pretty good". They'll leave little comments for you every so often to let you know how much they care, even when showing it can be difficult when it's a form of affection they're not used to conveying.

Alpheratz, Brownie, Idia Shroud, Riddle Rosehearts, Soufflé, Vega

They often give you compliments because they know it makes you feel good. Not only that, but because you deserve it. They'll tell you how much they love you on a daily basis, applaud you when you succeed, comfort you when you don't. Sometimes they're a little shy to explain further, how much they love you in words. Maybe they don't consider themselves articulate enough to express how much you mean to them, or maybe they're just afraid of saying something wrong. No matter what though, they let you know with simpler phrasing, something that they know won't get lost in translation.

Arcturus, Deuce Spade, Epel Felmier, Malleus Draconia, Milk, Pollux, Spaghetti, Spica

You appreciate how much they sing your praises, but honestly? Sometimes it's a little... Let's just put it this way: sometimes it really baffles you with how loud they can be with your affirmations. They love seeing your expression at the sight of their antics, too. Doesn't make it any less embarrassing for you—in fact, they might be loud and embarrassing on purpose. They can be really creative with their compliments, like comparing you to things you wouldn't typically think of right away when you want to compliment someone. Sometimes they might pull a more "classic" line, something akin to calling you as beautiful as a mid-summer day or something? But seriously, they love you so much, why would they ever hold their tongue about it?

Beer, Lilia Vanrouge, Rook Hunt, Sirius, Sukiyaki

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stargazeraldroth · 1 year

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Food Fantasy fandom if you still exist, tell me your favorite Food Souls. For me it’s-

Milk, Black Tea, Pizza, Cassata, Cheese, Gingerbread, Rice, Candy Cane, Marshmallow, Hishi Mochi, Black Pudding, Stargazy Pie, Waffle, Salty Licorice, Donut, Baguette, Sachertorte, Fondant Cake, Laba Congee, Snowskin Mooncake, Vodka, and... I’ll throw Boston Lobster in for good measure

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seasalt-dreams-edits · 2 years

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foldingfittedsheets · 3 months

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Does anyone want to hear how I ended up using soap made of my betrothed's exes breast milk?

#ramblies #story #funny story #writing #ffs foibles #breast milk

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1driedpersimmon · 3 months

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The Kaiien bullying arc continues

#ff #ffxiv #Kaiien #sesame #Alisaie #Thancred #yshtola #there’s a lot going on but overall Kaiien is just doing his best to get him some Sesame #Kaiien would get along with Alisaie because he has a big sister who is a weird girl and so is Alisaie #anyways #he’s trying guys but I have to milk the comedy before I decide to get into the angst of things again #also yeah so maybe Thancred and sesame had fun like once .#heh he heh e

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fruitsofhell · 26 days

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One of my new surfacing gripes with FF7R is how a lot of moments from the original game that rested heavily on player investment seem completely stripped out of the remake in favor of everything being a constant 60 hour long movie experience.

Like every now and then I hear the original game get shit for not taking its political messaging seriously at certain key set-pieces that are too game-y and chill like Costa Del Sol and the Gold Saucer, but that's not the whole picture when you consider how much control the player has over the party in that game. Costa Del Sol was just where you landed on the next continent and there was like a guy or two to talk to to point you in the other direction, a few lighthearted interactions to break up the fucked up shit that happened on the boat ride over, and then you could leave. The idea that the original Costa Del Sol indulged in the tourist trap goes only as far as how you as a player approached the space, if you got to Costa Del Sol and felt "Oh, this is a shitty Shinra colonial project I hate it here" you could book it outta there and maintain some of that disgust, but you fucking can't in the remake and its horrible.

For some fucking reason the boat ride over is on a cruise ship instead of a military vessel like before, so instead of a funny moment of humanizing the soldiers by being miserable with them, you get this fucking card tournament quest where everyone is suddenly SUPER into all this shit and doesn't care about any of the obvious underlying bullshit of the boat? And then its even worse when you get to Costa Del Sol because likefhsjkdhf? Everyone is OK with this glaring parallel to real world colonization and exploitation of island nations? Even Barret who literally had an amusement park built on the ashes of his home village by the people who burnt it down? EVEN YUFFIE WHO'S WHOLE SHTICK IS HOW HER HOME WAS INVADED AND TURNED INTO A TOURIST TRAP????

I cannot speak 100% for the original, because I remember it also missing these opportunities and besides that my memory is hazy, but its the fact that it wasn't flooded with all these ridiculous cutscenes and extra set-pieces that force you into experiencing areas a certain way, and a way that is just really fucking OOC?? And like for as OOC as the original could be, THE REMAKE IS 25 YEARS YOUNGER AND WISER THAN IT, PICK UP THE SLACK? But instead we get a fucking beach episode where you can put the girlies in bikinis or some shit. It's such a waste.

I can't think of like a single moment of subtly that the Remake retained from the originals. And it DOES have them under all the silly tonal whiplash stuff that the Remake cranks up to an unhealthy extent.

#shut the heck up #ff7 #the remake #i feel crazy cause i never hear anyone else bitch and moan like i do about the remake #im really over the 'wait to see what its cooking' with its metanarrative cause the narrative-narrative is just bullshit now #every decision they make for the actual plot is a shallower rehash of the original or STUFFED TO BURSTING with SO. MUCH. FILLER.#and sometimes like with Costa Del Sol - that filler is grossly out of character and damning to the actual important themes #ofc square would think its dumbass themes about the memories we have of all its exploits to milk the original story for all its worth -#- are more important than the original of trauma environmentalism and exploitation.#OF COURSE!!!#I used to think crisis core was a nightmare (and it still is) but ffs it was still based on themes of exploitation #Genesis and Angeal are narrative demons from the depths of directorial madness hell-#-but on paper they are both still great characters for exploring Sephiroth's pre-nibel state #tag talking #art mush

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hephaestuscrew · 2 years

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Rudyard wandering into the mortuary while Antigone's out:

#Maybe not since he only drinks milk and hot water #but he'd think about it #especially since Antigone's ones smell nice #It would be his unadventurous nature that would stop him from drinking them rather than him having any brain cells #Someone showed me this tweet and I was like ffs I wish someone here knew about Wooden Overcoats #so I am posting this thought here for you #Wooden Overcoats #Rudyard Funn #the empty man posteth

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coloradocharmiegirl · 1 year

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In honor of Thanksgiving I thought I'd do a throwback to my first foray into the smutty world of Kum & Go, Charmie-style. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! 💚💙CCG

Kum & Go --originally posted to AO3 on November 27th, 2021

Note: Kum & Go is a real gas station/convenience store chain in my area, and every time I drive by one, I giggle like a schoolgirl. On my way to my in-laws for Thanksgiving 2021, this little thing popped in my head and screamed until I wrote it down.

Summary:

Timmy is home from college, and much to his irritation his mom sends him out to get milk mid-day on Thanksgiving. Unwilling to deal with the frenzy at the grocery store, Timmy seeks out the only convenience store that’s open. Meanwhile, as the owner of several convenience stores, Armie always has trouble making sure he has enough people willing to work the holiday. This year he was one short, so he’s put on a uniform and is staffing his least-trafficked store. Will a chance encounter give them each something to be thankful for?

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"Did you find everything you need?” Armie asked.

Timmy took a deep breath as he looked down and nodded. He felt a blush rise up on his cheeks--he was doing his best to limit the visual stimulation, but the voice was enough. He felt himself getting hard again.

“Everything?” asked Armie, his voice dropping suggestively. He dragged his finger down the inside of Timmy’s wrist as he took his money. “I mean, the name of the store is Kum & Go, and you’re going, but you haven’t cum yet.”

Timmy gasped and his head snapped up, not believing what he’d heard. But faced with the sight of the man’s hungry eyes, pupils blown wide with desire, there was no mistake--and Timmy was ecstatic. He let his mouth fall open and ran his tongue over his top teeth before sucking his bottom lip in and biting it. He stared at the man across the counter as his eyes fell to Timmy’s lips.

“Well,” Timmy said, “now that you mention it, I didn’t see exactly where that was on the shelf.” After a fraction of a second, he added, “I’m Timmy by the way.”

#charmie fanfic #charmie #charmie ff #charmie fic #thanksgiving smut #who knew buying milk could be so satisfying

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persephoneflouwers · 2 years

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Bringing these back

LOUIS TOMLINSON photographed for Observer Magazine Photograph: Alex Bramall/The Observer; Styling: Helen Seamons (Mon 26 Jun 2017)

#the iconic milk photoshoot #louis tomlinons photoshoot #helene seamons #why he has to be so daddy all the time ffs

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repurposedmeatlocker · 5 months

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Why is it that so few places that offer coffee in the USA cannot make a single good coffee?

#I'm serious #I haven't been to too many places out of the country but when I went to italy and go to argentina every shop makes coffee so good #like not just plain coffee but any type on the menu tastes real good and not bitter at all with the right amount of milk #yet the usa it is like gambling like wtf #and the good coffee places are always pricier too like come on ffs #squack

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not-quite-there-myself · 2 months

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༉‧₊˚ "Happy Birthday, Master Attendant!"

Synopsis: It's been a tough, long year and your birthday rolls around before you know it. To your surprise, your Food Souls all teamed up to host a surprise party for you! But who exactly started the idea to throw you a party? Huh? B... Brownie? Notes: 2k+ words; can be seen as platonic or romantic; gender neutral Master Attendant; painfully self indulgent

REBLOGS & COMMENTS APPRECIATED!

"The restaurant's closed?"

You turn to Milk, confused. After gathering a few new recipes and ingredients with Milk, the two of you returned home for the day. To your surprise, the restaurant front was vacant and the window's curtains had been closed from the inside; it looks like the lights are off, too. There was also a "closed" sign on the restaurant's door just in case anyone didn't get the memo.

She nods, casually replying, "Yes, that's right." Strange, you think. On any regular day, the restaurant would be open and running—thanks to the help of your Food Souls, managing the restaurant was never too much trouble. The sun was still sitting in the sky, and the normal closing time was still hours away. You wondered if you managed to miss a scheduled off-day or something.

Both of you began walking to the side of the restaurant with the intent of entering the back door when Milk stops. "Ah, Master Attendant," she says. "I forgot to mention: Rice wanted to talk to you." Milk walks in front of you, heading to the restaurant area and gesturing for you to follow. "She's in the restaurant waiting for you."

You tilt your head. "Waiting for me?" But the lights in the restaurant are closed, you say internally. If Rice was still in there, wouldn't the lights be on?

Though it was a bit odd, you decided not to dwell on it and followed Milk into the restaurant from the back. Milk steps aside to let you enter first. Before you enter, Milk catches herself letting out a giggle. "Milk?" You turn to her, hand on the doorknob. "What's so funny?" Milk shakes her head, smiling apologetically. "Nothing, Master Attendant. Let's head inside."

You hesitate. "Alright..."

You furrow your brows as you open the door. It's dark, as you expected. What you don't expect is the lights turning on as soon as you enter.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MASTER ATTENDANT!"

The restaurant, filled with full of bright and familiar Food Souls, greet your surprised figure. You freeze in place, very clearly and effectively stunned.

"Oh, wow... I-I don't know what to say..." You look back at everyone, letting out a little laugh after seeing their expectant expressions. "Thank you guys so much! This is really sweet of you, you didn't have to do anything for my birthday." To be honest, you hadn't actually expected everyone to remember. Maybe they hadn't. But then, you wonder, who had?

There was a table nearby with a cluster of presents in all sorts of shapes, sizes, and wrapped in various kinds of coloured paper. Some of the Food Souls insisted you open the presents they got for you. You didn't open all of them right then and there though—there were just too many of them that you feared you wouldn't be able to use your arms the next morning. A good handful of the presents were handmade, and of course there were those who bought things you might like. You appreciated and treasured them all, even if sometimes some of them were a little questionable...

You didn't exactly get a cake. What you did get were several cakes in many flavours, shapes, sizes, and decorated with designs both intricate and simplistic. It honestly baffled you that there was so much variety of cake you weren't likely to eat all by yourself. But what fun would it be to eat a cake by yourself anyway? Not only was there a lot of cake though. Food was also way too much. Looking at it all made you worry just how many left overs you'll end up trying to cram in the fridge. Hopefully some Food Souls were big eaters...

The party is filled with music and laughter, a loud, cheerful atmosphere you'd usually expect from a party filled the room. Food Souls laughed and joked, sang, drank and danced; some of the younger Food Souls ran energetically around the room. Some others just sat and chatted the evening away. Everyone, even those who weren't always the most cheerful, seemed to enjoy themselves just fine. You couldn't help but smile at how nice it was to have everyone present on your birthday.

The sun had nearly set over the horizon and the party was slowly dying down. You decided that after clean up, you would get to the bottom of who was behind this pleasant surprise and thank them for their hard work. You spot Milk and Black Tea finishing up clearing tables and walk over to them.

"Hey guys," you say. Black Tea bows her head to you. "Greetings, Master Attendant." Milk smiles. "Good evening, Master Attendant. Did you have fun?" "Of course I did." You grin. "Say, I didn't think everyone would actually do anything like this for my birthday. Surely there must've been at least one or two Food Souls who planned this party in the first place... Could either of you tell me who it was?"

Black Tea's lips pressed into a thin line. "I must apologize, Master Attendant. The original organizer of your party specifically instructed us not to say anything."

You frown slightly, turning to Milk. But Milk just shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Master Attendant. I promised I wouldn't tell, either."

You sigh, defeated. "Could you at least give me a hint?"

The two hesitate before taking a moment to think.

"Ah, I know," Black Tea eventually says. "He's been with you for a very long time. Around the time you were new at being an attendant."

You frown. "When I was new? That could be anybody!" And it's been so long, I couldn't possibly remember who's been with me the longest. Milk and Black Tea give each other a look, and Milk adds, "He's also very polite and kind, and he tries his best for you everyday." Black Tea nods in agreement. "He's a certain... butler, of sorts." Your eyes widen at the realization. Hearing Black Tea and Milk talk so fondly of this person makes you feel bad for not figuring out who they were talking about right away.

"It's-!" You start, but a sudden voice cuts you off.

"Master Attendant?"

You turn around. Brownie is standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Speak of the devil, Black Tea thinks, smiling to herself. Milk picks up on Black Tea's reaction and giggles with a hand over her mouth.

Black Tea smirks, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Well, I think Milk and I shall retire for the night." The two ladies collect their remaining cleaning supplies, and they sneak a knowing look at you before swiftly exiting the room. Your face warms in slight annoyance for them suddenly leaving you alone with your birthday party's secret organizer.

The whole time, Brownie stood still at the door, remaining ignorant to the situation you were just in. He watches as Black Tea and Milk leave the two of you alone, then turns back to you with an eyebrow raised. The defeated look on your face prompts him not to ask you about it. Instead he says, "Did you enjoy yourself at the party?"

An amused smile appears on your lips. "It was as enjoyable as it could be, thanks to you as the planner."

"Ah." Brownie smiles bashfully. "You found me out."

You nod. "Did you really prepare this all for me?"

Brownie raises his brows, eyes widening slightly. "Oh, n-no no! Err, I mean yes, I... I may have done some planning. But it was Rice who told me when your birthday was." Brownie's eyes struggle to meet yours as he explains. "You never did tell me when your birthday was. Not exactly."

Last month, Brownie had asked about your date of birth out of curiosity. Somehow the topic came up in a conversation and you casually mentioned how your birthday was actually in the coming month. Because you didn't elaborate, Brownie decided not to ask you further. But, now knowing about your upcoming birthday, Brownie felt that he couldn't just sit around and do nothing.

"As your butler, I can do all manner of things," he says. "And..."

Brownie clears his throat.

"And... I wanted to make sure you were happy on your special day-"

You hug Brownie before he could finish. Brownie, who'd frozen in shock, slowly returns the hug.

"Thank you."

No words were needed to make your day a good one, never mind a whole party. Somehow Brownie already understood this, almost as if he could read your mind. Even so, the butler still felt a little guilty. You feel him shake his head, as you let go of him for a brief moment.

"Truth be told, Master Attendant, I haven't given you anything as a gift."

You gaped. "What are you talking about? Don't be modest, you organized a whole party for me!"

He shakes his head again. "That's different. The party was a group effort."

"But-" You start to protest, but Brownie knows you too well. Knowing you would protest, he sits you down on a nearby couch. Taking a seat alongside you, he effectively quiets you by taking your hands and squeezes them gently.

"I might not have anything prepared for you at this very moment, but whatever you wish is my command. It has always been my duty to serve and satisfy your every need. Today is no exception. So I ask you, Master Attendant, what would you like from me?"

The way he spoke so confidently all of a sudden caught you off-guard. If you were being honest, it flustered you a little. You paused to think about what you could possibly want right now, but nothing specific came to mind. A moment of silence goes by; Brownie sits still, waiting for your response. Finally, you say, "Okay, there might be something you can do for me."

Brownie, naturally eager to comply, gives you his full attention. "Yes?"

"Could you smile for me?"

Brownie, who is always prepared to fulfill your every wish, practically freezes. He blinks, stopping as if to thoroughly process what you'd just asked of him. He looks at you, blatant disbelief in his eyes.

"You... want me to smile?"

You nod.

"Well, if this is your command, then I'll just…"

Brownie takes a quick breath as if to prepare himself for an upcoming mission. Looking into your eyes, he musters up a close-mouthed yet endearing smile.

"You see, is this okay?"

You stare.

"Master Attendant?"

When you don't reply right away, Brownie's expression falters slightly and his eyes look off to the side, embarrassed by your intense gaze. His hands are still holding yours, so you're able to catch his fingers fidget. Vaguely aware of the smoothness of his gloves, it's only then do you register the warmth in his hands.

"...Master Attendant?" Brownie repeats, snapping you out of your daze. You blink. "Oh, s-sorry, Brownie. I didn't mean to stare, haha." Brownie shakes his head. "It's alright. I'm just, ah, not used to doing anything like that."

Brownie was always so proper, even stern at times. As much as others tried to tell him to relax a little, he never truly acted on it. So seeing him acting more laid back like this is sort of...

"You should smile more," you tell him. Brownie sat still, wide-eyed and flustered and at a loss for words. Eventually, he stutters out a reply, "I... I will try."

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After the two of you made sure that the restaurant was nice and tidy for tomorrow, Brownie escorts you to your room. He waits for you to change into clothes more suited for sleeping and enters when you finish to tuck you into bed. You stifle a yawn. "Tired?" Brownie asks. You nod in response. "That surprise party took a lot out of me, hehe. I know I already said it before, but I can't help but thank you for doing this for me." The butler shakes his head.

Brownie had sat on the bed next to you, his posture upright and his gaze out the window. "I know you've had a difficult year," he says. "And I know how much pressure you put on yourself every day. You think you don't deserve things like this, and yet you continue to persist even when giving up sounds far more ideal. I can't help but feel conflicted when you say you aren't hardworking. I can see your strengths, and I know the other Food Souls do, too. It's... disheartening when you put yourself down." You can see him frown slightly as he talks. "You work so hard, I thought to make today feel like a reward for you. A day to really relax, destress and enjoy yourself." Brownie can feel your attention fixate on him; he continues with unexpected resolve, "You are more resilient than you realize, Master Attendant, and I wanted to make sure you didn't have to push yourself so much, at least for today." He pauses, taking some time to carefully think of what he wanted to say next.

"Now that you're turning a year older, I'm sure that that would take its toll on you, too, in one way or another." Brownie's gaze shifts to you. He takes your hands in his, just as he did in the restaurant, and slightly rubs his thumbs on the back of your hands. It felt... nice. Your face warms.

"I wanted to make sure that you truly were content on your special day. That you really, truly felt cared for and appreciated."

Brownie wasn't normally this talkative. At least, you didn't think so. You knew how much he tried to fulfill his duties as your butler, but you couldn't help but wonder if words of affirmation were included in his job description.

Was he always capable of giving you such strong praise?

You feel tears well up in your eyes. Brownie notices and wipes the tears away before you could. He gives you a soft smile, comforting you with a gentle embrace since he knows you enjoy hugs. He rubs your back, and you awkwardly laugh in his arms. He really did know you better than anyone else.

Brownie catches you staring a little too hard at his face again and closes his eyes, visibly embarrassed. "M... Master Attendant, you're staring again..."

You laugh as you cover your face into his chest. You couldn't help it. You rarely see him smile like that.

"Thank you, Brownie. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday."

#nqt writing #food fantasy #ff milk #ff black tea #ff brownie #ff master attendant #birthday #comfort on your birthday #self indulgent

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