#food is my love language

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food as the love language prompts, part 1

hey guys! this is a various prompt lists about food/baking/cooking. feel free to rb this list, use it in your stories and like this post. no credit necessary <3 enjoy your writing!

character a makes character's b favorite meal after a long day (at work, at school, etc)

going to the local farmer's market to get their food

making their groceries together

doing the groceries list

surprising the other with their favorite treat

trying a new recipe (could be a total success or a total fail)

sharing a family recipe with each other

trying a recipe from another country

making a birthday cake

stopping by a chocolate shop

memorizing the other's coffee shop order (and surprising them with it)

owning a bakery/chocolate shop/coffee shop

character a is a barista and character b is a regular client. character a has character b's order memorize and they write their number on their cup one day

going on a farm/orchard to pick up their own fresh fruits and/or vegetables

making bread together

attending a banquet

going to a special dinner event (e.g. medieval times)

ordering some take-out or delivery from their favorite restaurant while having a movie night or a night in their living room while watching tv

sharing a box of chocolates

eating their favorite chocolate bar

doing the breakfast

making a lunch

making the dinner

baking some pies

doing a weird shaped food (e.g. using a cookie cutter with a special shape)

making some pancakes or waffles

doing a breafast in bed

eating some ice cream in a parlor

sharing the ice cream pot they have in the freezer and having a small talk

going on a fishing trip and eating the fish from it

making some smore's in front of the bonfire

going to a local food festival

listing their favorite recipes to make a cook book about it

almost burning the kitchen or the whole house because of a recipe gone wrong

character a comes back home to a very good smell while character b is cooking something

waking up in the middle of the night for a midnight snack

#food is my love language #prompts #prompts list #prompt list #writing prompts #writing inspiration #writing ideas #writing prompt #story prompts #story ideas #story prompt #reposting this again bc it didn't show in the tags somehow #fic prompt #otp prompts

[coldemergency]

Voldemort: I want you back

Harry: 3 words, 8 letters. Say it and I’m yours

Voldemort: I got food

Harry: …you know me so well

#harry potter #incorrect quotes #fanfic #harry potter is a menace #fanfiction #tomarry #tom riddle #voldemort #harrymort #hp #tomarrymort #tom marvolo riddle #food is my love language #text post

[rainbowskittle]

#foodie #food is love #food is my love language #I love food #food #polls #poll #tumblr poll #tumblr polls #q&a #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbt community #lgbtq community #food lover #I’m hungry #dean winchester #sam winchester #spn cas #misha collins #jensen ackles #jared padalecki #pie #dessert

[therichantsim]

I have had an abundance of tomatoes and potatoes in my garden. I’ve been working hard to be more intuitive and involved in the processing of my own food because corporations should have no place at our tables. However, I am very conscious of my privilege. I’m working with my county now to build some type of community garden center. This county is wealthy as fuck but the allocation of funds is almost nonexistent when it comes public service. These rich uppity negros act like there aren’t districts where folks aren’t struggling.

Anyway, I was about to tune up, but I’ll save that for my county council. Today’s late lunch is brought to you by my garden. Some Campari tomatoes, long white potatoes (I forget the variety), fried fish patties from some mackerel my ex-husband caught and brought by a few days ago, and last but not least lemon raspberry tea. I’m about to add some sparkling water to it so it feels like I’m having a soda. It’s simple food but it was so delicious.

As per usual there is none left over because people be knowing I be cooking and love to feed them so they be stopping by.

#We got food at home #That was my mom’s favorite thing to say when we asked to stop at McDonald’s #Now I love saying it #I grow food when I’m not creating dope art or playing the sims #Food is my love language #I want chickens but my HOA is boojie

[eusuntgratie]

what is your favorite meal to make for others? what is your favorite meal that someone makes/made for you?

I LOVE THIS QUESTION THANK YOUUUUU AMANDA <3

i could talk about food all day every day.

i love to make things that people love that they might not get to eat all the time. i spent most of my life in NC, so i cook a lot of southern food for people who are from the south but don't live there anymore and southerners who don't cook certain things.

biscuits & gravy and chicken & dumplins are two things i make for my friends a lot when they visit.

i love making alfredo for my daughter because its her favorite. usually with chicken and broccoli.

i love baking people cakes and pies. i love trying new recipes when people visit and hoping for the best.

i love cooking venison for people who haven't had it or haven't had a lot of game meat or who have never had it prepared well.

i love making homemade pasta; i don't do it enough.

pierogis. i don't make those enough either. they are a lot of work, but i love them so much. i make the sauerkraut i put in them too.

my favorite meal my husband makes for me is steak. his wings are a close second they are SO GOOD and he makes them for big hockey games for me and kiddo 🥰 oh his carne asada is really good too, he hasn't made that in awhile. ooooh and scallops. yum.

my favorite meal my mama makes me for is round steak with rice and corn. or smothered chicken with lima beans. those are things i ask for the most when i visit her. oh and beef stew with cornbread. i make it too, but it's still better when she makes it. and angel food cake, which she made me every year for my birthday for most of my life.

ask me anything

#food is my love language #come visit me and ill cook you something delicious #food asks always welcome!!! #jbarneswilson #ask grace

[b7bubby]

Chicken vegetable soup with homemade Udon noodles for Shabbat.

#jewish #judaism #jumblr #shabbat #shabbos #food is my love language #food #jewish food #jewish soul food #a spin on lokshen #no matzah balls tonight

[ghostofthejungle]

Headcanon™ that lives in my head rent free:

Klaus trying to cook Korean dishes for Ben2 (remembering well what Ben6 used to eat and love) and Ben2 trying his best to hide the fact that he is actually adoring everything Klaus is cooking for him.

+ the Sparrow Bros deciding how to kill Klaus after seeing the mess he left in the kitchen

#tua #umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #the umbrella academy #ben hargreeves #ben x klaus #horrance #klaus x ben #benklaus #sparrow ben #sparrow academy #the sparrow academy #food is my love language

[dumblr]

I hate hanging out with people that don't eat. I been with you for 6 hours bro where's the FOOD!!

#quotes #feelings #emotions #foodie #food issues #wise words #thoughtful #hate it when that happens #where's my love #never do that #food is life #food is my love language #dumblr

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food as the love language prompts, part 2

this one is actually some meet-cute/meet ugly for your characters (can be romantic or platonic), enjoy this one as well <3 no credit necessary, just like or rb if you want to use it!

they meet at a baking/cooking show competition

character a is the chef and character b is their sous-chef

character a is a barista at a café and character b is a recurring customer

character a is the private chef for character b

while being at the grocery store, they both reach for the same item... which happens to be the last on the shelf

character a and character b are always in competition because they have their restaurants are next to the other

character a needs a cake and they go to character's b bakery for it

character a and character b always run into each other at the farmer's market because they are both farmers for different farms

the characters are working in a coffee shop to pay their studies

they meet at a food convention

character a always makes extra food althought they are living alone and they give their their leftovers to character b who lives in the same building

character a owns a restaurant and character b is their main provider for their ingredients

character a is working at the cinema as the popcorn maker and character b spots them because they are in a very bad date

character a and character b are eating alone in the same restaurant but they end up ordering the same thing and they decide to chat more after that

character a attends a wedding and tunrs out the character b is the chef preparing the food

character b owns a farm and they go to market where character a is a recurring customer

character a shares their recipes online and character b always leaves comments under their blog

character a is the chef and character b is a food critic

character a owns the restaurant and character h is their regular customer

character a makes the delivery services and somehow always ends up delivering some food at character b's appartment

#prompts #writing prompts #writing prompt #meet cute #prompts list #prompt list #otp prompts #imagine your otp #food is my love language #meet ugly #writing inspiration #sorry for any typos i wrote this from my phone #writers on tumblr

[luvulyy]

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔. ✷

𝖬𝖤𝖦𝖴𝖬𝖨 𝖥𝖴𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖦𝖴𝖱𝖮 𝖷 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱 𝖭𝖤𝖴𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖫 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓/𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓, 𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍?

Ever since you'd broken up with Fushiguro, he was everywhere.

You understood you lived in the same building but this was ridiculous. At the park, the grocery store, the kitchen, hallway in the morning and evening... everywhere. He seemed to be haunting you. Not only could you not get him out of you head, but out of your life too.

And all the while, he refused to look at you.

The days since did nothing to quell the waves roaring inside of you, the all consuming anger and sadness that flared instantly if you let it.

This all piled up, taking form of you sneaking out to the kitchen sometime after mignight. Sleep was avoiding you, just like a certain someone.

Cooking always calmed you. You shimmied through the kitchen, rocking to the song blaring through your headphones. The song was loud, aggressive and bitter. Just like how you felt. A little edgy but you thought it was deserved. It was coping like this, or curling up and crying.

The breakup had been somewhat mutual but that didn't change the fact it hurt. So so much. Sure, relationships weren't easy when you lived life like you guys did, the threat of curses and death lurking around every corner. Fushiguro seemed to want to preemptively save you both the pain, retreating back into his icy façade you knew all to well. You knew this was him, what he was like, but you'd thought you'd make progress together. Just when you'd broke through, and it hurt. There was no arguing. Sure, it was an understandable idea but a stupid one -  you'd prefer the inevitable pain that came with it over this lonely agony.

Routine carried you through the motions as you cooked with ease, hands moving before your mind could. You pretended to not notice how you gravitated towards the bottle of ginger when adding to the dishes, knowing it was Fushiguro's favourite. He was inescapable, even in moments like this.

Despite yourself you began muttering under your breath, emphasising each comment with the quick slices of your knife. The green onion fell gracefully with each enunciation of your blade, the sound of metal against wood the only sound in the late night air.

'Stupid Fushiguro.' Slice.

'Stupid break-up.' Wham.

'Stupid... heart.' You trailed off as something in your chest clenched. You swallowed thickly. Coping with the loss of him was only getting harder, the reality setting in.

You moved over to the sink and aggressively washed your hands. Maybe if you scrathed hard enough you could remove any traces he'd left on you. The urge to rip your own hair out was unbarely, an itch to do something, anything to ease the pain. Your hands were rubbed raw and you resited the urge to scream, everything overwhelming you.

Without even realising you sank into a moment of weakness. You rested your head against your arms, caging your head in and attempting to block out the world. Slumping against the worktop you finally whispered the truth you couldn't accept.

'Stupid brain. Just move on.'

A fist found its way into your hair and you pulled. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Why had you let him go? Why were you about to breakdown in the middle of the kitchen at 2am, while the other sorcerers slept peacefully?

Just move on.

But that was wishful thinking and you knew it. What you and he had was different. Neither of you were the type to open up, making when you finally did and connected that bit more special. That bit more painful when you split.

'Do i look like I've moved on?'

Standing in the doorway was Fushiguro. Your ex. Your classmate. The love of your life.

And he looked like shit.

You fought down the hope that bloomed at his words and appearance, that there had been truth to his words.

His navy mop was somehow even messier than usual, midnight eyes framed by concerningly set eye bags. You could tell instantly he hadn't been sleeping properly, been eating properly and froze. Feeding him had been your favourite way to take care of him, to express your love, and this is what happened without it.

Your eyes met and neither of you seemed to breath. You couldn't look away. He stared back, as if searching for something in your face. A sparktravelled down your back, the electricity in his gaze as fierce as ever. Forcing your gaze away you took a bowl out of the cupboard, then another one for him. Wordlessly, you served the ginger pork and rice, setting it down on the table.

He didn't hesitate to follow.

You could cut the tension in the air with a knife as you sat in silence. Fushiguro's eyes were fixed downwords on his meal, as if you weren't even there. You tried to ignore him, and the thoughts that he had wastched your outburst, and digged in.

Then once again, Fushiguro spoke softly into the night. Even quieter still now, you probably wouldn't have heard if you don't know the sound of his voice so well.

'When we broke up, I felt like my world was going under. Like a piece of my soul was missing.'

You paused, chopsticks raised to your mouth and the entire world seemed to rotate and realign.

'F-Fushiguro-kun?' You started.

His chair scrapped across the floor as he stood suddenly. He still refused to look at you but you could feel the emotion radiating off him from across the table. That had clearly been the wrong answer. He was... angry?

His voice was venomous when he spoke again, but you could feel the soft undertone weaved through.

“ I’ve missed you. So much. I didn’t even think it was possible to miss someone this much. “

The vice around your heart impossibly tightened.

'It's Megumi. It always has been. Please, don't take that away from me at least.'

Something caught in your throat. You'd reverted back, in an attempt to convince yourself of the distance between you two but now it was obvious. You'd only been fooling yourselves.

'Megumi?' Nothing.

'Megumi. Look at me.' He was shaking slightly, a tremor evident in his clenched fists.

'Please, love?'

You could see the tense in his jaw as he slow raised his eyes. Fear. It swirled in his navy pools, drowing in the fear of rejection.

You opened your arms. And in no time, he fell into them.

Relief and comfort washed over you so fast you could cry. He clutched the back of your shirt, holding you with all the strength he had. He was warm against you. Familar. It was clear now, this was your home. He was your home. And there was no way you'd survive without it.

You pressed a soft kiss to the side of his mouth as your hand found his. Instinctively your fingers intertwined. You couldn't stop the small smile that came to your face. Nothing had changed.

You found a rythm stroking along his knuckles as you stood there, as long as you both needed. Neither of you were ready to let go, to make the first move. So you didn't. Then Megumi whispered his finally confession in you ear. You ignored the sniffles that accompanied it, already the sentence that stabbed into your gut the hardest.

'I take it back. Take it all back. Please. You’re not… mad at me, or anything, are you?'

It took everything in you not to cry.

“ You did nothing wrong.' You whispered back. It had hurt like hell, but you knew his intentions were good. Fushiguro somehow pulled you even closer, hugging you tighter then he'd even done before. As if you'd disappear the moment he let go. Never again.

'I want this to work. I really do.' You confessed back.

You could feel his shy smile against your skin. 'Then we’re on the same page.'

As he buried his face into your shoulder you wrapped your arms around his back. Never letting him go.

#jjk x male reader #megumi x male reader #megumi x reader #megumi angst #jjk megumi #megumi x y/n #megumi x you #fushiguro x y/n #megumi fushiguro #jjk fanfic #megumi x gn!reader #megumi x gender neutral reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #food is my love language

[calmmyfears]

a very stressful day but at least the food was comforting, healthy and so very delicious 🥹

#vegan lunch #so iced coffee #coffee for life #vegan food #food is my love language

[melonape]

Happy Valentine’s Day!

#valentine #cute frogs #lemon scone #digital painting #adorable #not so romantic #my true lover #food is my love language #funny content #amphibians

[eusuntgratie]

tip/reminder for anyone stressed about their grocery budget and/or who just loves to eat good food - MAKE YOUR OWN STOCK.

keep a zip-lock bag in your freezer for veggie scraps (literally shit you'd throw away - the ends of carrots and onions, onion peels, celery ends, etc. you can google and/or play with which scraps to use vs. not but mine always has lots of onion and carrot). you can put herbs you like if you want and have them.

if you don't eat meat, when the bag is full, simmer the contents in water for a long time - hours. you can also do it in a crock pot or pressure cooker if you have one. throw in some scraggly veggies from your fridge. peppercorns, bay leafs, some garlic. half a lemon. whatever you want and have. almost-bad tomatoes are fine in there but will make it much darker. simmer until you have broth (a little thicker, a lot darker, smells delicious), strain it and freeze it. use it in soup, sub for water when you make plain rice to make it healthier and tastier. make pastina. add it to other dishes for a nutritional and taste boost.

if you eat chicken or beef (or other meats but thats what i usually use), throw in the bones and scraps too. don't skim the fat (unless you have a medical reason to avoid animal fat).

i keep chicken and beef stock in my freezer ALWAYS and get super pissed when i have to buy broth/stock because it's expensive and tastes like nothing compared to what i make.

i freeze mine in mason jars (leave room at the top so they don't explode in the freezer!) because i'm southern and have so many in my house it should be a crime, but you can use tupperware, freezer bags, whatever you've got.

i ran out of chicken broth last week so i bought a whole chicken for $10 (they used to be $5 wtf) and roasted that in the oven with some veggies which was 2.5 meals for my family of 3 and then put the carcass and leftover bones and scraps in a pot with my freezer bag of random scraps and simmered it forever and the resulting broth smells so good it's making me hungry even though i just ate. i've got a quart jar and 6 pints of goodness going in my freezer and i made it all with stuff that otherwise would've gone in the trash.

good stock is my religion feel free to ask questions <3

#feeling god in this chilis (my kitchen) tonight #i'm not religious but the closest i get is the power of good food #making something delicious and nourishing out of barely anything is an art form and an act of love #food is my love language #food #i don't know wtf to tag this i was just feeling passionate about homemade stock tonight #also if you have friends who cook meat with bones but don't make stock steal the bones! #i drove a turkey carcass three hours home one time bc my mil wasn't planning to make stock with it #i was like ma'am #i don't know how you grew up but we do not THROW AWAY poultry bones in my house #this bad boy is coming home with me #she was equal parts horrified and impressed #but whatever i got tons of free stock out of it :)

[syrenkitsune]

So....Twisted Wonderland.

I can imagine Yuu (MC) probably gets depressed once in a while from being so far from home. Personally, when I'm depressed I get the urge to bake.

So Yuu depressed baking and making waay too much for them and Grim. Their solution? Visit all the dorms and give sweets to all the mains.

Except everyone expects there to be a price for things, and Yuu is just like nope~

So now all the main feel indebted to Yuu and are scrambling to try to offer something in return and Yuu refuses everything just because they don't really want anything.

Poor boys nearly have heart attacks 😁

#twisted wonderland #cute little hc #food is my love language #I love making or buying food for people I love

[fairys-darkacademia]

Icebreaker by Hannah Grace.

Me : "The perfect trap doesn't exis-"

#icebreaker by hannah grace #books #sports romance #hannah grace #romanticism #food is my love language #bibliophile #booklr #books and libraries #bookworm #writers on tumblr #book quotes #book recommendations #booklover #light academia #excerpt #romance books #icebreaker #cute romance