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holylulusworld · 8 months

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Big grumpy bear (1)

Summary: He’s grumpy. You are sweet. A match made in heaven.

Pairing: Alpha!Walter Marshall x OmegaReader

Warnings: a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, grumpy alpha, scenting, fluff

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“Here’s your coffee, and I got you bagels and cookies too,” you smile sweetly at the new detective. “I thought you were hungry after interrogating the suspect for so long.”

“What?” Walter furrows his brows. He was engrossed in reading the pathology report again. “I didn’t ask you to bring me cookies.”

Your smile never falters. Walter is a big grumpy alpha, but you are not going to let him starve only because he’s too proud to accept your help and the food you got him.

“Your blood sugar is too low,” you tut and place the coffee on his desk. Walter knits his brows together. He huffs and grabs the coffee. “Let me unpack the bagels and cookies for you.”

“Don’t you have anything else to do?” He questions while surveilling your every move. Walter shakes his head as you get a pink Hello Kitty plate out of your bag. “Why are you carrying plates in your bag?”

Walter grunts as his colleagues stop working and start watching you hover over him like a mother hen.

“For emergencies,” you shrug and continue. You place the plate in front of him. You open a food container and place two bagels, an apple, and a few cookies on his plate. “Eat up. You’ll need the energy for the interrogation. If you need more, just holler.”

“Do you want to brush my hair and change my sheets too?” He cocks his head to look you up and down before grabbing one of the bagels and taking a huge bite. Walter hums as the bagel is the best he ever had. “Not bad. Where did you buy it?”

“Uh-it’s homemade. Do you like it? It’s smoked salmon, cream cheese, and dill.” You grin as Walter wolfs down the first bagel. He munches loudly but acts as if he doesn’t enjoy your food. “I got more if you are still hungry. You’re a tall alpha and need enough food.”

“Enough…what?” He rolls his eyes. You hum and close the food container to carry it toward your office. “What are you up to?”

“I’m only taking care of you. You don’t take good care of yourself. So, I’ll do it for you,” you smile and pat his shoulder. “I’m at my office, to analyze the video surveillance.”

“Fuck,” Walter curses as you grab the food container to walk toward your office. “What has gotten into her?” He watches you close the door behind you. “She’s always so cheerful and annoyingly sweet.”

“Morning,” you chirp as Walter walks inside your office without knocking. He looks at your desk, rolling his eyes at all the nick-nacks you placed on your desk. “What can I do for you detective?”

“I-uh,” he glances at your pink mouse and keyboard. “I need you to check on the witness evidence for me. Here’s the paperwork.” Walter hands you the papers but doesn’t leave as usual. He takes his time to walk around your office and sniffs in all directions.

“You can have a seat if you want to,” You dip your head to watch him inhale deeply, he purrs and turns back around to look at you. “Or do you want a cookie or snack? I always got something in my secret dash.”

He sighs deeply as he plops down onto your desk, making the wood creek under his weight. “You have been courting me for weeks, didn’t you?”

Walter looks at you, fighting the smile wanting to creep onto his face as you nod slowly.

“I was worried about your eating habits at first, but then…” You trail off. “You looked so lost, and I knew you needed someone to take care of you.”

You get up from your swivel chair to pat his cheek. Walter huffs but allows you to stand between his legs. “Go ahead, tell me how you got the idea that I’m lost and in need of an omega taking care of me.”

You touch his chest, index finger pointing at the hole in his sweater.

“We should start with your sleeping habits, and then I’ll help you eat healthier. Oh, and no more running around in torn clothes. I’ll take care of you from now on.”

He smirks as you run your hand over his chest. “Fine, under one condition.”

“Name it.”

“You let me take care of you from now on too,” he cups your face with his large hands. “In any way…”

Part 2

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#walter marshall #walter marshall x reader #walter marshall x you #Big grumpy bear #alpha!Walter Marshall x Omega!Reader #a/b/o #a/b/o dynamics

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incorrectbatfam · 8 months

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I really enjoy your retail Seph so I ask myself this how would the rest of the Batfam fair in the same boat?

Margie | Batfam | Rogues | Justice League

[grocery store]

Steph: Think you're ready for the deli counter?

Duke: Psh, yeah. How hard can it be?

Bruce: Hi, I'll do ten pounds of brisket, please.

Duke: Brisket. That's... uh...

Steph, whispering: The brown one.

Duke: *starts scooping taco meat*

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[clothing store]

Steph: The most important thing is to balance candid feedback with staying on the customer's good side.

Dick: Got it.

Bruce, coming out of the dressing room: How does this look?

Dick: Terrible.

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[restaurant]

Steph: Babs, can you ask Table 3 how they like their steak done?

Babs: Sure.

Babs, to Bruce: How would you like your steak done?

Bruce: Medium rare, please. And can I get some more ice?

Babs: Absolutely.

*ten minutes later*

Babs: One steak with ice.

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[drive-thru]

Steph: Once you see their order on the screen, just tell them to go to the next window.

Cass: *nods*

Bruce: *pulls up to the drive-thru*

Bruce: One Batburger combo, hold the fry seasoning.

Cass: *puts the order in*

Cass, whispering ominously: See you at window.

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[furniture store]

Bruce: Can someone help me move this dresser to my car?

Steph: Sure. Jason?

Jason, exhausted: Seriously? I just hauled that lady's fridge.

Steph: Jason...

Jason: Ugh, fine.

Steph: And don't forget to smile.

Jason, smiling through gritted teeth: You owe me.

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[coffee shop]

Steph: Okay Timmy, you're on register.

Tim: Yes ma'am.

Tim, to Bruce: What can I get you?

Bruce: I'll do the smoked salmon, cream cheese, and bagel sandwich.

Tim: Would you like cream cheese in it?

Bruce: ...Yes.

Tim: And smoked salmon?

Bruce: That's what I said...

Tim: And you want that on a bagel?

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[call center]

Steph: School projects are so weird nowadays. Anyway, Damian, did you read the employee handbook?

Damian: All 917 pages.

Steph: Nice job. I'll have you take the next call then.

*phone rings*

Damian: Wayne Enterprises account support, how may I assist you?

Bruce: I need to change my password but the website is undergoing maintenance.

Damian: One moment.

Damian: *types into the computer*

Damian: Done.

Bruce: You... you changed my password?

Damian: Yes.

Bruce: What is i—

Damian: *hangs up*

Damian: *gives Steph a thumbs up*

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[at home]

Bruce: Steph, between you and me, you're the best among us.

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mariacallous · 5 months

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Several years ago, I invited my new boyfriend to Yom Kippur at my aunt’s house. He didn’t need convincing – I think he adored my family early on – but to entice him further I made sure he knew what was on offer.

Bagels. Cream cheese. Lox.

Let’s just say he showed up on time. I knew my aunt would be thrilled when he devoured the pickled herring. (He earned similar accolades when he asked for seconds of gefilte fish at Passover.)

Jewish food, he says, is just a hop, skip and a jump from the Scandinavian food he grew up with. “It’s like the foods of my people. Foods of your people, foods of our people.”

Apart from being poetic, it was a very Jewish thing for him to say.

Now my husband, Brad is definitively non-Jewish by all religious standards. His father was raised in a big Irish Catholic family and his mother, raised in the Midwest, is of Scandinavian descent. He was the first non-Jewish person I’d met with his own proclivity for pickled fish and smoked salmon.

Among the items he always kept in his pantry — before he met me and still today — are tinned fish and Triscuits, often eaten as a meal. He and I have been on a year-long journey of finding the best “real rye bread” within driving distance in the greater Metrowest area of Boston. (Haven’t found it yet.)

To say that he embraces all things Jewish is obvious. That he loves me is only part of the reason; another is the food.

My grandmother always had enough food to feed an army, no matter whether it was Shabbat, Passover or Tuesday. I watched as Brad became accustomed to the foods we loved and the leftovers we take pride in sharing: the containers left on the table after Yom Kippur for extra brisket, the paper bags for challah and rugelach.

But he’s taught us about food, too. Our family text chain is called “Smashburgers Unite” because of my family’s newfound favorite meal, brought to us by my husband. A better cook than I (a generous understatement), he loves cooking projects.

At that point, my biggest cooking project I’d taken on was making latkes for Hanukkah.

It had been my job for years. I’d shove the potatoes in the Cuisinart, wring them out as best I could, and do my best guesswork with how much egg, matzah meal, onion and salt should go in. Then I’d stand at the stove and fry them, the kitchen filling with that wonderful greasy-spoon smell, as the rest of my family arrived. I laid them out as they were done, always in an inadvertent ombre from light to dark as the oil, and my patience, decreased.

So for Brad’s first Hanukkah with us, I told him — who once made a BBQ for 40 people with no help from anyone — that I (and, by proxy, he) was in charge of latkes.

“Cool,” he said. His indifference both alarmed and relieved me.

“It’s more work than you think,” I said.

I should have known he’d have better tricks for peeling massive amounts of Russet potatoes and draining their water (cheesecloth! The man I’m dating owns cheesecloth?!), adding cornstarch to help the eggs adhere better to the mix, and adding enough salt so they actually tasted good. He added seasonings like zaatar, onion powder and garlic powder. He showed me how to wait until all the oil – way more than I was used to adding for frying – was shimmering, and to be patient while each side cooked.

I think he wanted to add a shallot.

“It’s not traditional,” I said.

“So?” he said.

He had a point.

The latkes that year were a hit. My family made sure he knew that it was now his task for life. They were joking, but they were also serious.

I knew he was about to take this latke-making to the next level. On the way home, he thought up different flavor combinations, like adding dill and black pepper, and what if we fried them in schmaltz – we’d have to roast a chicken first; store-bought schmaltz wouldn’t cut it – and what if we added cayenne, and what if we used different root vegetables, like turnips and rutabagas, and what if made a sweet potato version?

I was exhausted just thinking about it. The latkes take a great deal of effort, and I don’t have the same love of cooking that Brad does. Where he sees opportunity, I see how long it will take to clean up.

Maybe we buy shredded potatoes, to make it easier? I suggested.

But no: Everything from scratch, no shortcuts. Our first year in our new home together, we made them in our kitchen. He shredded the potatoes, I wrung them out. He set up three bowls with different seasonings and spices. I spooned them into balls, and we’d take turns at the stove, frying, flipping, frying again. We ate several between us right away – impossible not to. Yes, it was an hours-long process. But the pride I felt at bringing them home, measured by the silence while people ate and ate, was unmatched.

I learned that the effort, the planning, the execution: it’s a way of showing love. The energy we put into the latkes as a team made me feel closer, somehow, to the holiday and to my Jewish roots.

That first meal of jointly-made latkes also included my mom’s brisket. Over dinner, the conversation turned to other traditional Jewish foods like corned beef and pastrami. Brad pointed out that they were both brisket, just made different – something we hadn’t really ever thought about.

He mentioned he could make a pastrami.

Our eyes widened.

“It’s just a matter of brining it…then smoking it…”

So we’re in charge of both now: latkes and pastrami.

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milfzatannaz · 10 days

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TINNED FISH RATINGS!!!!!!!

- canned salmon: 8/10. Really cheap and I like the Atlantic salmon from Trader Joe’s. Makes the BEST sandwich with kewpie mayo and mustard added. Fishy taste but mild enough that you can really dress it up if you want. Texturally very moist and soft, I prefer it over tuna

- smoked trout: 7/10. Savory and smoky and well salted. This one is better as a topping over crackers with some good smoked cheese. I imagine it’ll be great on a bagel with cream cheese. These are pretty affordable and easy to find.

- sprats: 6/10. These are a type of sardine, just smaller. Mine are from world market and are imported from Germany I believe. They don’t hold their shape and flake into mush pretty easily, but I like their fishy taste. Another one to eat by themselves over crackers or bread

- mackerel: 5/10. They are pretty stinky. The first bite is pungent and kinda like farts but the aftertaste is meaty and pleasant, which was a strange experience. I’m on the fence with this one and I’ll try other tins before going back to mackerel

- sardines: 9/10. Mine are from Trader Joe’s because they’re cheap and I like TJ. You can’t go wrong with these. I like the bones and the skin. TJ doesn’t have the fanciest oil, but I find that the oil doesn’t matter so much as long as the fish is good.

- octopus: 10/10. If you don’t have a taste for octopus already it might be weird, but I really love octopus. The tins I get are Portuguese and you get nice, fat tentacles in oil. They have a firmness with a slight chew and a mild but tasty seafood flavor. They pair very well with bright, briny flavors so I like to make an avocado salad with lemon and fresh parsley to go on top the octopus with good bread.

#Millie eats #niche? yes. important? also yes

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osamusbigtits · 24 days

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screaming crying throwing up bc I don't have access to bagels, a toaster, cream cheese, smoked salmon, and red onion

#i ahve a specific craving #bex thoughts

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fattributes · 9 months

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What are your top 5 (if you have that many) favorite sandwiches? I feel like I have at least two but the rest change depending on my preferences on a day.

Hey lovely! I love sandwiches. They’re both easy and convenient, and there’s a whole world of combinations to try. What sandwiches currently sound good to you?

My favorite sandwiches, in no particular order, are:

Hummus on a Toasted Salt Bagel with a Fried Egg, Smoked Paprika, and Za’atar

Open-Faced Everything Bagel with Capers, Cream Cheese, and Smoked Salmon

Roasted Turkey with Cream Cheese and Cranberry Relish on White Bread

Teriyaki Turkey Burger with Grilled Pineapple, Provolone, and Smashed Avocado on Brioche

Tuna Melt with Cheddar Cheese on Multi-Grain Bread

Honorable mentions and sandwiches that aren’t really sandwiches:

Cream Cheese and Strawberry Jam on Toasted White Bread

Jambon Beurre (French Ham and Butter on a Baguette)

Lengua (cow’s tongue) with Mayonnaise on White Bread

Smooth Peanut Butter and Honey on White Bread

Toasted English Muffin with Scrambled Eggs and Cheddar Cheese

#ask #thank you for the ask #sandwich #I’m gluten intolerant and there are a limited number of bread products that are safe for me to eat #but I’ve found a few brands that I like #text #food

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antimony-medusa · 2 years

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OSMP Denizens Make A Sandwich

WilburSoot: the cheapest bread he can find, off-brand nutella, bananna, butter, one and a half caffine pills crushed and powdered over the nutella.

TommyInnit: used to eat only peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut into triangles with the crusts cut off, but learned about cucumber sandwiches last month and he eats them cause he thinks it makes him look grown-up.

Niki Nihachu: Beautiful wood-fired bagels with fresh cream cheese, smoked salmon, dill and cucumber, and just the right amount of capers. We will ignore the fact that this is probably underwater.

Ranboo: He only knows how to make jelly sandwiches on wonderbread, both from the dollar store, but he puts a perfect square of gold leaf from the craft store on it and tells himself it’s fancy. This is not good for his overall health.

Tubbo: Have you ever eaten one of those gas station egg salad sandwiches that are made with an inadvisable amount of mayo and iceberg lettuce that is basically frozen? It crunches? He’s got an ongoing project to lovingly recreate this.

Philza: You know what a bacon sarnie is? Slices of bacon between toasted buttered bread. That.

Jack Manifold: Fried egg with a molten yolk, hot sauce, avocado, a slice of potato roasted in olive oil, sourdough bread.

Jschlatt/Fragrance Man/Man: Just eats the ingredients for a BLT one by one, including the mayo off a spoon. Complains the whole time that he can’t smell anything.

Charlie Slimecicile: A pita filled with tzatziki. Over-filled. It’s basically a bread-based bucket of tzatziki that he also dips shreds of lamb into. Ranboo is hypnotized by this entire performance.

Sneegsnag: Classic club sandwich, including the oversized toothpicks with the little shreds of coloured plastic. He also eats the toothpicks, and finished it up with a nice mug of diner sugar with one coffee just to moisten it.

Smajor: Fresh Mozzarella, ripe tomato, balsamic reduction, ciabatta bread, fresh basil. People eat it and just start crying. “People” includes Scott.

Badlinu: Grilled Cheese. Somehow it’s always burnt. Still tastes good with tomato soup though. Has to eat it fast to keep it away from Beau and Tommy, who hate this meal, for reasons not understood to him.

James Marriot: Whatever he can find in the fridge, between whatever he can find on the counter. Notable examples of this include the Lettuce-Filled Pita Wrap, the Mayo Mustard Sauerkraut Sandwich, and the Bran Muffin With A Slab Of Butter, Orange Zest, And Coconut Sugar On It.

CaptainSparklez: Diner-standard BLT, toasted, brown bread, with mayo, coffee on the side, pie for dessert.

Technoblade: It’s just shredded carrots in a wrap, probably with raisins, let’s be honest. Little bit of lemon juice to keep everything fresh. If you remark on it in any way he will hold eye contact with you as he eats it.

Fundy: Arugala, crushed walnuts, halved grapes, pickled beetroot, goat cheese, balsamic reduction, on fresh-baked bread. He has carefully crafted this so that NO ONE will steal it. It is regularly stolen.

Beau Beautie_: Peanut butter, marshmallow fluff, chocolate syrup, toffee bits, instant coffee, wonderbread (cut into triangles with the crusts cut off). Eaten with a beer.

Shubble: Runs out of the house with a slice of buttered toast in her mouth like the first episode of a school anime.

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aveganfeed · 5 months

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🥯🥕🍣 Often when people talk about making food such as hotdogs out of vegetables like carrot even I may roll my eyes. However, this “smoked salmon” made from roasted carrots is actually something to rave about.

The key to this dish is to:

* slice the carrots thinly

* roast carrots in a salt bath in the oven

* use liquid smoke or smoked paprika to give it a smokey flavour

There are a tonne of recipes online, look for some which have these steps.

I like to enjoy mine on bagels with cream cheese, sliced red onion and capers.

#veganfoodshare #vegan #veganfood #akinderworld #dairyfree #breakfast #yum #cooking #bagels #cream cheese #salmon #carrots #brunch #vegetables

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buckets-of-dirt · 20 days

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Top 5 best foods (I'd ask for the top 5 mash episodes but i feel like we've already HAD that discussion)

Yes, I think we have already had the mash discussion lol. These are in no particular order because I refuse to pit bad bitches against each other

1. Welsh rarebit

It's a really nice cheese and beer sauce on toast, what's not to love? I had some with a poached egg on top at a pub in Conwy when I visited the UK last year and it might've been the jet lag but it was close to a religious experience

2. Bagel with lox and cream cheese (often referred to as a New Yorker)

I'm a recent convert to this because I was afraid to spend money on smoked salmon and then not like it, (I've had texture problems with raw fish before) but finally a low-stakes opportunity to try it presented itself and I loved it. Capers, red onion, and a tiny squeeze of lemon juice complete the dish

3. Bibimbap

Rice, garlicky beef, mushrooms, sauteed veggies, and bean sprouts, then throw a runny fried egg on top and drizzle on a sauce whose main ingredient is gochujang paste. Except for the amount of time it takes to sautee each type of vegetable individually (my dad does this for presentation) it's one of my new favourite comfort foods and it's pretty easy to make. I like that I get to customize my bowl from what options are available and each person gets to control their own spice level

4. Salt and vinegar chips

Just a basic snack food, true, but the world would be incomplete without it. They're best as kettle chips (as are most chip flavours) and the more vinegar the better. My mouth should feel like it's dissolving and there's a Canadian brand that meets this requirement better than any other I've tried

5. Maple creemee

This is Extremely regional to one part of northern New England, which is why I've included a picture. "But Wally, it's just soft serve!" Wrong. A creemee is very similar to soft serve, and some places will cut corners by using soft serve mix instead, but a proper one uses cream instead of milk and thus has a richer ice cream base. While you can get them in basically any flavour that's used in soft serve (chocolate vanilla twist is extremely popular) maple is the pinnacle of the form. Unlike a lot of maple flavoured things, they use real maple syrup (probably because they only exist in the exact region where serving fake maple syrup is considered a deadly insult) and it's simply divine. In some places you can even get maple sprinkles that are just crushed up bits of maple candy

#before anyone clowns on the name of that last one I promise none of your jokes are original #thanks for the ask mice!#original post

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mythoughtsbysms · 1 year

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Date Night

Since making plans with Matt, you and Matt have been working on your own projects with text conversation in between projects. The both of you are checking on each other and talking about life and projects. You celebrated New Year's with your best friends and partied all night. You were thinking about Matt that night and wish he was there with you. However, he didn't forget about you. He sent you a text at midnight.

Matt: Happy New Year’s! 😘

Y/N: Happy New Year’s! 🎉❤️

After New Year’s, you continue to work and finish unpacking which was a huge weight off your shoulders because now you can enjoy your place without boxes getting in the way. Alyssa was sweet enough to help since she saw how stressed out you were with everything going on. You and Alyssa hung out a lot during this time and you told her everything that was happening between you and Matt.

Alyssa: What’s been going on with you and Matt? You barely tell me anything.

Y/N: I know. I was trying to keep it private to see where things go. Matt is a person and I want to be respectful towards him especially since, in the past, I saw a couple of people treating him like any other celebrity and share private messages online. Otherwise, Matt and I are doing well. Him and I are going on a date the night of January 20th. Im really excited to see him.

Alyssa: That’s understandable. I’m glad you and Matt are going well and I’m very happy for you. I know it’s been hard for you to open up to someone, let alone going on a date with someone. I’m very proud of you and you should be proud of yourself! You’re growing as an individual. That’s something to celebrate!

Y/N: Thank you. I am proud of myself. Im taking it one step at a time and letting things happen rather than trying to prevent them. If it’s meant to be - it’s meant to be. I’ll tell you what happens with Matt and I and our date.

Alyssa: I’m really looking forward to hearing about it! I want details haha.

January 20th, 2023

Morning

You had a hard time sleeping the night before because you were excited to see Matt. You tossed and turned trying to sleep but couldn’t sleep until around 2:15 am. Your alarm goes off at 7:00 am but you needed more sleep. You set the alarm to 8:00am so you can get an extra hour. 8:00 am comes around and your alarm goes off. You wake up and do a light stretch. You felt a little better getting the extra hour of sleep. It was cold in your room since you forgot to close the window last night and you were starting to get hungry. You got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make yourself a hot matcha latte with honey and some breakfast. You ended up making yourself a bagel with cream cheese, smoked salmon, and a sprinkle of everything bagel seasoning on top with a side of strawberries and blueberries.

Once you were finished, you went into your room and started to get ready to get out of the house. It was one of those mornings where you wanted some fresh air and go to the local coffee shop to get a coffee and something sweet. You changed into a dark heather gray hoodie, comfortable black flare leggings, a black puffer jacket, and black fuzzy socks with the UGGs. After getting ready, you put on your shoes and grabbed your keys. You went to the coffee shop and ordered yourself a decaf honey latte and a banana muffin. After getting your coffee and muffin, you sat at the front while watching what was going on outside for the next hour.

You ran to an art store to pick up some supplies and went back to your place to warm up and relax until it was time to get ready for your date with Matt.

Evening

It was 4:30 pm, and time to get ready for your date with Matt. Matt was going to pick you up at 5:30 pm so you only had an hour to get ready. The good thing is you showered this morning and everything else so all you had to do was get dressed, make up, and freshen up. You were looking through dress after dress and having a hard time picking out something to wear. You ended up wearing a red rose bud design black midi-length cami style fitted dress with a slit on one side with black heels.

5:30 pm rolls around and you hear a knock on your door. You look through the peephole and Matt was standing there waiting for you to answer. You answered the door and let him inside. He looked at you and couldn't keep his eyes off of you.

Matt: Y/N... you look beautiful tonight.

Y/N: Thank you. I was worried that I may be dressed a little too casually or too dressed up for our date.

Matt: No, you are not too casual or too dressed up. You look beautiful and I can't keep my eyes off of you.

Y/N: Oh good. Here, let me grab my bag and we can go.

Matt: Okay. I'll wait here.

*You grab your purse and walk back to him.*

Matt: Ready to go?

Y/N: Yes, I'm ready to go.

You and Matt went downstairs and walked to his car which is parked outside in front of your apartment complex. The both of you went into his car and drove 30 minutes away to a high-end Italian restaurant. You thought this was sweet because you mentioned to Matt earlier that a couple of your favorite foods are pasta and mostly Italian meals. Once you arrived, Matt helped you get out of his car and you held onto his arm as you two walked into the restaurant. Matt told the waiter he has a reservation for two and the waiter walked you and Matt to your table. Matt kept looking at you under the restaurant’s low lighting.

Matt: You look gorgeous… I’m sorry that I keep saying that to you but it’s true. I can’t keep my eyes off of you. Your [ your eye color ] are beautiful - the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.

Y/N: Thank you. You look amazing yourself. Thank you for taking me out to dinner. This is a very beautiful restaurant.

Matt: No problem. I’m happy we were able to make this work especially with our busy schedules.

You two went on to order drinks and food. You ordered [ favorite drink ], a cup of water, and classic gnocchi with basil pesto and parmesan cheese with a side of garlic bread. Matt ordered red wine, a cup of water, and gnocchi with tomato sauce and parmesan cheese with a side of garlic bread. He thought what you ordered sounded good so he ordered the same thing as you with a couple of changes. You and Matt were talking about your life and life goals until your food arrived.

Matt: How’s your life going? Anything exciting happened since we were together last?

Y/N: It’s been going great! Not a lot happened other than work, hanging out with friends, art, and I was able to finish unpacking. Of course talking to you. *laughs*

Matt: That’s great! *laughs* “Of course talking to you.” That’s very true we have been talking a lot.

Y/N: Yeah. *laughs* Do you have a life goal? Did you already achieve that life goal?

Matt: Yes and no. I wanted to make music since I was young and now that I’m a rapper, I would say that was my life goal. However, I feel like I haven’t achieved it because I feel as if there is something missing.

Y/N: Oh. What’s the one thing you are missing?

Matt: Someone to be with me along the way… you.

Your drinks and food have arrived and you start to eat. You were taken back because you didn’t expect Matt’s answer but, at the same time, you were full of love and looking at him - you knew he was the one. Matt noticed you were a little anxious. He grabbed your hand and held it while telling you everything is okay. You instantly relaxed knowing you were okay. Matt apologized but you told him he didn’t do anything wrong and that he didn’t need to apologize. You two go on to finish your meal and Matt paid the bill. You offered to pay your portion of the meal but he insisted on paying the bill. You were very grateful and thanked him.

You two were still a little hungry but for something sweet. There was an ice cream place near by and thought about getting ice cream. You and Matt went into his car and drove to get ice cream. You wanted [ favorite ice cream flavor ] on a cone and Matt wanted vanilla on a cone. Once you got your ice cream, you and Matt went back into his car and started to head back to your place. Matt had his arm around you and you laid your head on his shoulder. You felt loved and safe with him. The drive from the ice cream place to your place was 45 minutes. During the 45 minute drive, you fell asleep. Matt saw you were asleep and let you sleep until you both arrived at your place.

You both arrived at your place and Matt woke you up.

Matt: Hey Y/N. Wake up. We’re back at your place.

Y/N: *Half asleep* Oh! Sorry, I fell asleep.

Matt: It’s okay! It’s late. I don’t blame you.

You both got out and Matt walked you to your door and made sure you were inside and safe. You offered Matt a space to crash for the night since it was very late. Matt declined the offer since he had some things to get done before his upcoming concerts. Before he left, he kissed you and said he had an amazing night and that you both should do it again after his tour. You smiled and told him good night.

He closed the door behind him and you locked the door. You put on your pajamas and went straight to bed. You fell asleep quickly after getting into bed.

#yung gravy #yung gravy imagine #yung gravy x reader #yung gravy fanfic #yung gravy x y/n

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dishsaop · 22 days

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titos

pinot noir

smoked salmon its cheap there

capers

bagels

cream cheese

2 apples

salt

a cucumber

bread

help

those long lighter bitches

something easy bc ur slut

cut fruit if its on sale

an 1 orange. stop buying more than 1

meat?

soba noodles

peanut butter

a rotisserie chicken you need more meat

cunt

insta-salad if it isnt costing a soul

a garlic

a ginger? if

brown sugar

club soda (NOT diet)

a juice. not plain apple you always regret it when u get plain appletheres 500 flavors stop panicking in the choices and get something fun

check if still have fronzen veggies i think i bought enough last time but brain

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kidrat · 25 days

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Eddie fmk:

bagel/baguette/english muffin

dean winchester but 1 foot tall but a normal volume and pitch voice/dean winchester but stretched to 7 feet tall and with a very high pitched and quiet voice like barely audible/dean winchester but he is so muscly that he struggles to bend his arms and a low and booming voice so loud it's a bit uncomfortable

Ohh. Hmm. Fucking English muffin. Good with egg and bacon every now and then. Killing bagel bc I am lactose intolerant and can’t have them w smoked salmon cream cheese so literally what’s the point. Marrying baguette. Faithful. Moreish. Good with toppings or as a dipping carb. European.

I can’t do one foot. Sorry. Killing him. I’ll fuck seven foot Dean (I’ll MAKE him audible-) and I’ll marry big wide Dean bc like that voice is the natural conclusion of how Jensen was playing him. Thats just Dean. Honestly tho those last two cld swap. Seven foot Dean wld have to kneel down to kiss me but it could be cute? The voice doesn’t bother me too much. It wld be like dating Tom from Tom and Gerry if I was Gerry ❤️ ok final answer ig I’ll have to fuck big wide Dean. I hated thinking about this tho so thank you lol

#asks #one foot Dean is just scrappy doo. I CANNOT do that

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Pale 11.2

“How did you meet these two?” Verona’s mom asked. That put her on the spot. “Group project.” “What kind of project?” Aaaaa.

big mood Avery, I am continually impressed with how many technically-true statements the other two manage

“Fake pork on a bagel?” Avery scrunched up her nose. “With tons of barbecue sauce and stuff, looks like,” Lucy added. “On a bagel? I dunno. Fake meat I’ve tried is maybe half mediocre, squint-and-you-could-interpret-it-as-meat stuff,” Avery said. “And the other half was real sad. My siblings looked at the turkey slice stuff and they went from making fun of the vegetarian stuff to feeling sorry for me. And making fun of me a little, still.”

even leaving aside the fake meat aspect, I am deeply weirded out by the idea of a barbecue pork bagel sandwich. A bagel should have smoked salmon and cream cheese! You can add tomato/red onion/capers if you want, or I guess do something with eggs and/or salad. But not meat! Especially pork, that's just bizarre

“If it’s decent then you could come back and have it again,” Verona’s mom said. “I dunno, I don’t want to ruin a whole meal though.”

this is why I just always order the same thing at a restaurant once I've found something I like

“It’s a generation thing,” Verona said, still talking in a tone like she was laying sage wisdom down from above and having fun at the same time. Verona was being very Verona and it felt a lot like Avery had felt when she was just getting into the flow of these two, after Miss had introduced them.

I think Verona is feeling very off-balance still, but also the sudden release of being away from her dad, and is being very outwardly herself to work through her emotions

“Lox and cream cheese with double helping of black olive and red onion, please, poppyseed.”

aside from the olives this is respectable

“I’m not into art as a career, though,” Verona said. “And like, who even thinks about careers at thirteen?” “Me either, with sports,” Avery interjected.

that's probably good, those are two careers that are very hard to actually make a living off of

“It’s an advantage, if you can tackle a new project without feeling like you’re leaving behind the things you really want to do. I get excited about any new venture, and I think I can sell people on that excitement and make things happen.”

have you considered becoming a startup CEO

“What have you done?” Verona asked them, mock-horrified, even though she looked like she was enjoying herself at the same time. [...] “What have you done?” Verona asked her mom and Lucy’s mom, exaggerated. “Have you no mercy?”

ok, this is very stressful for Avery and coming at a bad time, but I'm also with Verona that it is very funny

(I am an only child)

“Just the one, I think,” Jasmine said. “She works for the whole hospital, and doubles as IT, I think.” “That’s not nearly enough,” Connor said. “One health information specialist?”

pour one out for that poor poor IT/information worker. That's not nearly enough, and you can bet they're being drafted into any project that needs a bit of code or analysis done

also ngl I would read more of the parents talking about healthcare data analysis, I wonder if wildbow has personal experience with it? I have a friend who does basically the job that Connor has, and it's not something people tend to think of when they think either "healthcare work" or "tech work", so it seems oddly specific

Avery focused on that, drew on the connection, and channeled it. Snowdrop raised a paw, ‘thumb’ extended, then went back to sleep. She adopted the omnivore scavenger’s palate.

oh that's a neat benefit. I was going to say probably not useful for anything major, but actually it would be a live-saver in the Hungry Choir ritual, and I bet there are other practices that require eating something gross

“Avery!” Avery flinched like she’d been slapped in the back of her head. Her dad.

... that is a strong reaction. The lingering head injury, or his reaction to her coming out?

“Here,” he said. He reached into his pocket and got his wallet. He pressed a card into her hand. Then he turned to the cashier. “My daughter has my card, Connor Kelly. She has my permission to use it. That okay?”

this feels like guilt

“I really can’t think of much I need,” Avery said. “Some shirts, maybe, shorts…” “Two hundred dollars?” Verona repeated. Avery shook her head, looking around. “While Snowdrop is leveling up in- I don’t even know what to call it. Intensity of fashion? I feel like I should do something similar but I don’t know what.”

to echo a fandom desire from early-mid Ward: shopping trip!

time for a butch makeover montage

“This is what she does,” Verona said. “Hey, while you’re doing that, Ave, buy your basics, I can think of some things to buy for Tashlit. I have some money too.”

aww

“In ten hours, yeah,” Lucy said. “And then I got stressed because I knew not sleeping before a day like today which might really matter…” “Yeah. I get that.” “Made it even harder to sleep because I was stressed.”

that happens to my partner sometimes, it always sucks

“It did suck and it was lonely but I get it. It’s cool.”

on the one hand Avery's right that Lucy was also going through it and this was understandable, but on the other I'm not thrilled how quickly she goes "This was bad for me but it's fine."

“I like the idea of sticking by one another, it’s just tricky sometimes. People are… personality-wise I see us all as jagged, weirdly shaped things, and we try to mesh together as best as we can but sometimes…” “Yeah.” “The mesh isn’t perfect and we bounce off one another or something and that doesn’t at all mean I don’t care or I’m not in your corner.”

hedgehog dilemma

Avery shook her head. “He smacked me in the back of the head near the brain stem and that can give you gnarly headaches that last for a whole month. But when he said I could have the post-concussion thing, he was saying I could have mental difficutlies or problems for the rest of my life. And that’s when, you know… I was spooked.”

fucking christ that's terrifying no wonder you were spooked

“You know that you’re like… cool, right, Ave?” “I don’t, no.”

ouch

“I don’t mean sunglasses and slicked back hair cool, or snowboarder chick cool, or leather jackets type cool, I mean-”

she could be those if she wanted! maybe. actually no, sweet and earnest kind of gets in the way of most of those. but she could still get a leather jacket.

“These are your measurements for cool? Sunglasses and slicked back hair? What?” Avery asked, smiling.

... is Lucy's metric for cool just Zed

“Do we have to move on? Because calling me cool is awkward but defining what you see as cool is fun. Who’s a cool guy, Lucy? One cool guy you know.” “I had a point I was getting to.” “First one off the top of your head. Is it Zed?”

called it!

“What’s the commonality between those guys? Tymon’s a bit laid back, especially when you put him with a bunch of these practitioners from uptight families, and George is sort of above it all. Tymon’s from a big drug-spirit summoning family and George partakes…” “Not really the direction I was thinking.” “Very angular faces. Sharp chins, defined cheekbones…”

lol

“Is this punishment? For leaving you hanging while I moped? Are you channeling Snowdrop’s chaotic spirit?”

what goes around comes around! otherverse runs on karma

“Oh, they both have longer hair. Are you into longer hair? I can understand that.” “The longer hair is a plus.”

fits with liking indie rock/pop I think? I don't know music. Or guys.

Wallace tended to lighten his hair and wear shirts with wild geometric or fractal patterns, prints, and/or colors.

oh that's neat, I love a good geometric pattern. I am now rooting for Wallace, sorry Tymon

At Tashlit’s instruction, such as it was, Lucy sat on the log by the fire and then rolled up her shirt as much as she could without being indecent

this is a very Avery this to notice and way of phrasing

It was gnarly.

no wait I take it back, this is Avery phrasing

3:00pm. “Of course. I’ll help,” John said. Verona, Avery, and Lucy held papers, guaranteeing privacy.

oh, so they're doing the rounds of their allies. Tashlit, John... I wonder who else? Probably Alpeana, Crooked Rock might have put them in contact with the ghouls, maybe they'll talk to Guilherme and Toadswallow. I think this will go fine, my concern is that helping the girls arrest Edith is a good way for a secret conspirator to ward off suspicion

John nodded. He took the little games that Verona had brought and set them aside, bending down briefly to slip them into his bag. There was also a collection of darts Avery had grabbed on impulse. No dartboard, that had been too expensive. Just darts. She figured John could improvise. He seemed to like it.

cute that they're bringing gifts, and I do like it as part of this recruitment process. Too small to be a bribe, but a show of friendliness and respect. Reminds me of how ritualized gift-giving worked between allies and vassals in ye olden times

“Sorry,” John said, settling into a sitting position, moving his bag to be closer to his foot. “If that’s too much. All I mean is- be prepared for this to not go the way you need it to. Even if it comes to you getting hurt, cornered, imprisoned, if you have plans or things set in motion, you don’t want to think ‘I should’ve’ in the moment before you have no options. Be prepared.” “What does-” Lucy paused, swallowing. “What sort of thing would we need to do to be prepared?”

gods this is sad to have to think of. Write letters for your families, for Zed and their other allies at the school? Put together a will for the various powerful items they have? I don't know if Avery would need to make arrangements for Snowdrop

Jessica had sent a picture of herself and her girlfriend in their house. It looked small but it was packed with decorations, to the point that some stuff was sitting on the ground around the base of some of the tables next to a futon. Avery was fond of the stone carvings and she’d asked, and Jessica had sent pictures of some.

good to see they're still in contact :)

“Avery! Sheridan, Kerry, Declan! Dinner!”

it has just now struck me 1) how deeply irish all these kids' names are (except, oddly enough, for Avery) and 2) what a deeply unfortunate name Kerry Kelly is

Kerry K.J. Kelly

oh gods and she has another K-name for a middle name. Poor kid.

Her dad addressed the table. “This is going to be a brief but very important family discussion. And I do mean discussion. We need to talk about something serious.” Avery had already spent the day on high alert, and she didn’t miss the fact that her mom reached over to place a hand over Grumble’s.

well fuck, this is bad timing. With the attention on Grumble, is he moving to a nursing home?

“On the upside, there are ice cream bars for dessert,” her mom said. “So let’s tough this out.”

so I have some bad news about that

“Rook is trusting us with information. Our doppleganger and cancer stick are with the candle spirit,” Lucy told her. “They were out there.”

aw, I was hoping Lis wasn't involved

“I’d do something else, I think. I think of, I dunno. A house without a floor. Ropes and things.” Verona laughed. “That’d be out there.” “Isn’t it? Or a loft with enough open space on the second floor where you could have a big hammock or something stretched across, like they do in tiny houses.” “That’s neat. I can see it. Path-y.” “Yeah, with doors and windows out to Paths. Maybe so you can peek through?”

this seems wildly inconvenient, but a neat visual. Might be hard to move around quickly though, which could get annoying for Avery

“My mom was talking about passions and not having any one particular passion for herself. And that’s cool, but like, how do I decide on a place to call my place of power if I do something like that? How do you define a space and make it cool if your approach to practice or to the world changes all the time?”

I mean I've only seen a few months of Verona's life, but art, magical knowledge, diagrams, things that are weird and gross and fleshy.

“I know this sounds awful, but… countermeasures for John?” Verona asked.

this sucks, and I don't think either John or Tashlit will be issues, but considering how worried I am about the real culprit remaining hidden through this conflict, or even aiding the girls, I'm glad that they have countermeasures prepared for everyone

The blackness behind her deepened. The Sable Prince stepped out of the darkness behind her. Trees rustled and leaves went still, branches creaking and bowing.

oh hello!

Avery could see Edith’s face, and she saw the moment that she recognized that the Sable Prince was there. All fight dropped away. She let Matthew hold her shoulder. Surrender, just like that. Which didn’t mean this was over.

... huh. Easier than I thought! Though of course the real challenge will be getting information from her

#booksandchainmail reads pale #wildbow #pale #otherverse #i am thinking of adding the otherverse tag to my liveblogs as I go #since my pace is now slow enough it doesnt feel like overcrowding

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