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destieltropecollection · 1 year

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DESTIEL TROPE COLLECTION 2023| DAY 1 | Roommates

Christmas Sweaters In June | @envydean Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1,500 Main Tags/Warnings: Laundromats, Ugly Christmas Sweaters, First Kiss, Secretly in love with each other, Mutual Pining Summary: “Love,” Cas says suddenly in his ear. It makes Dean’s heart jump and his lungs constrict. “Wha-what?” Dean stutters, head turning to Cas whose eyes are still fixated on the screen. “L-O-V-E. Love, it’s the one you’re missing from this round.” Dean looks back down at his screen and sees Cas’ finger linking the letters together. “Oh,” Dean breathes.

Take a Chance on Me | @nickelkeep

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 5,186 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, They were roommates!, Idiots in Love. Summary: After what could possibly be the worst date that Cas has ever had, his best friend Dean is there to help make things right. And how Dean makes things rights? It's the last thing Cas ever dreamed of.

You Are Safe Here, You Know | @sunshine-zenith

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 5,739 Main Tags/Warnings: Normal Human AU, Human Cas, Teacher Dean, Getting Together, Mental health issues, homelessness (past), minor injuries (past) Summary: In which Castiel has a bad day at the Gas N' Sip and his roommate, Dean, cheers him up

light my candle | @demonmary

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 7,798 Main Tags/Warnings: Mutual Pining, Teasing, Jealous Dean, Friends to Lovers, Dirty Talk, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Getting Together Summary: Dean held out his hand, the perfectly dripped circle of dried wax laying in his palm. “You into candle wax, buddy? Never thought you’d be that type in the bedroom.” He remarked casually, fighting against the onslaught of images this new information provided the part of his brain that housed his Forbidden Cas Fantasies. Cas finally looked up into Dean’s gaze, and Dean was surprised to see the challenge presented behind those stupidly beautiful blue eyes. “Well then, Dean, could you tell me exactly what type you did take me for while you were contemplating my preferences in bed?”

Just Turn Around And Go | @porcupine-girl

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 11,320 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Brief mentions of other past relationships for both of them, Pining, No actual infidelity happens, Angst with a Happy Ending, Friends to Lovers Summary: Dean should be happy. His best friend and housemate of five years, Castiel, is moving out to live with his boyfriend, Balthazar. Dean's career is going great, so he can easily afford the house on his own now. This is just growing up, moving forward to the next phase of their lives. It would be awesome, if he weren't in love with Cas. Well, here we go, he thinks as he opens the refrigerator and digs around for sandwich supplies. First day of the rest of your life. Time to move the fuck on. As he slams his meat and mayo and pickles down on the counter, he considers adding the bottle of whiskey he knows is hiding in the cabinet, but decides that he has enough self-respect to wait 'til five. Then he'll get fucking blackout drunk. Yep. Awesome.

Cuddlibus | Destielshipper4Cas (AO3)

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 14,566 Main Tags/Warnings: Creature Castiel, Friends to Lovers, Roommates, Bottom Castiel, Top Dean, Alpha Dean, Omega Castiel, Happy Ending Summary: As a cuddlibus—a subspecies of incubi—Cas needs regular cuddles to survive. Dean is more than happy to let his best friend feed off him.

And they were ghostmates | @whichstiel

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 16,071 Main Tags/Warnings: Quarantine, Ghosts, Implied temporary major character death, Alternate universe Summary: Castiel moves into his new house, looking for a fresh start. With cosmically bad timing, as quarantine descends he learns his house is haunted by the ghost of Dean Winchester.

Crush My Heart(Love on Tour Version) | Maetheheller (AO3)

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 17,493 Main Tags/Warnings: John Winchester A++ parenting, top Castiel/bottom dean Winchester, idiots to lovers, bossy Castiel, dean Winchester wears panties, Lisa and dean break up, past Castiel/mick Davies, Cas and dean go to a Harry styles concert Summary: After responding to an ad, Cas Novak finds himself with the perfect roommate. Only, he’s not as perfect as he could be. Dean Winchester is every man’s wet dream— handsome, rugged, a good cook, and an even better person to be around. Only problem is, he has a girlfriend, who doesn’t like Castiel very much. Despite all that, Cas enjoys his company and through their budding friendship, maybe Dean can realize how good Cas can be for him. Through movie nights and bonding over Harry Styles, they’ll have to see what they make of living together.

Lucky Winner | @natmoose

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 31,741 Main Tags/Warnings: Roommate AU, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Rommates to Lovers, Summer Vacation Summary: Dean wins a trip to Paris. In and of itself, that’s an amazing thing, but the problem is: he isn’t in a relationship with Lisa anymore, and the trip requires a romantic partner. The obvious choice is Cas, his roommate and best friend of 3 years, but coming with that are some very very complicated feelings and things Dean absolutely doesn’t want to deal with. But Dean isn’t selfish and also really wants to give his overworked best friend a well deserved holiday, so the only and best solution is to take Cas to Paris, romantic theme be damned. What Dean doesn’t know is that their whole trip will be documented by a photographer from the company - so to avoid their vacation being cut short, Dean and Cas will have to convincingly play a couple.

#destiel trope collection #destiel trope collection 2023 #destiel #fanfic #omg they were roommates

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hottpinkpenguin · 1 year

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Joel Miller X Fem!Reader - Last of Us - Part 6

A/N: read part 1 ! read part 2 ! read part 3 ! read part 4! read part 5! Taglist: @midgetpottermills @casssiopeia @flyingmushroomss @amethystwonders11 @hiphopdancer101universe @kiszkawagnerwhore @littleshadow17 @rh1nestonecowg1rl @alm0501 @ch4rcuterie @lodeddiperrodrick @amandalove1355 @laurathefahrradsattel @moshpot24x @middleof-thenight @kettlechips3 @happymakercollectorsworld @alainabooks143 @mikariell95 @superbreadsoul @twd-rocks-blog @livmadsen11 @sage-bun @emmy626 @somenerdyuser @vitavenio

Warnings: dark themes; substance abuse; post-apocalyptic dystopia; death of reader's minor child; probably a lot of non-canon details since I've never played the game; not proofread; spoilers if you haven't seen the show/played the game Word Count: 1824 Abbreviations: QZ = quarantine zone; FDRA "Fedra" = Federal Disaster Response Agency

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Joel brought the radio closer to him, studying the frayed wires and noting the burnt out coil at the top. His brows furrowed in confusion as he tilted the radio to get a clearer angle in the morning sun. After trying to fall back to sleep for hours, Joel had finally succumbed to the sunshine and risen from the bed he shared with Tessa an hour or two after sunrise. It was the earliest morning he’d seen in weeks, and it reminded him of why he so often slept in. The sun was too bright, too warm and carefree to match the shades of gray he lived in.

With a heavy sigh, Joel took another healthy swig of coffee mixed with whiskey. He felt the heat of the liquid and the burn of alcohol all the way down his throat. He put his mug back down on the workbench in the old mechanics shop below where he and Tessa slept.

“Where the fuck have you been all morning?”

Tessa entered the shop in a swarm of anger, the door to the street outside slamming open and slamming shut again behind her. She’d left shortly after he’d awoken, presumably to organize whatever smuggling run she had planned for later that night.

“Right here, where I always am,” he drawled back. The whiskey in his morning coffee took just enough of an edge off his anger to keep him from taking Tessa’s bait.

“Yeah, well, I could’ve really used your help. Shit’s going fucking sideways around here and all you’re doing is holed up, drinking yourself til you’re pickled and playing around with a fucking radio!”

Joel shot Tessa a dark look, but didn’t move from his seat in front of the workbench.

“Aren’t you going to say something? Anything?!”

He shrugged, swapping out the screwdriver for a pair of needle-nosed pliers and keeping his face a mask of indifference.

“What do you want me to say?”

In truth, Joel didn’t care what Tessa wanted him to say. Between the terrible sleep he’d gotten last night and the hangover that he was now layering with a new buzz, he wasn’t sure he could name anything that he did care about at that moment.

“Fuck, Joel. You can be a real asshole sometimes, you know that?”

Tessa’s anger was beginning to deflate, bitterness taking its place.

“Look around you, Tessa. It’s the end of the goddamn world. What do you want me to do, make you breakfast in bed and fuck you on our granite kitchen counter while the kids are at soccer?”

Tessa didn’t reply. He could feel her eyes boring holes in the side of his head. A very distant part of Joel knew he should hate himself for taking out his own misery on someone else. But mostly, he didn’t care. He felt hollow like an empty well, and even drinking didn’t hit the bottom anymore.

A few moments of hateful silence stretched between them, the only sound was the soft metallic clink of Joel’s pliers at work on the radio’s wires.

“That explosion last night? That was Marlene and her crew. They got held up in a showdown with a horde of infected and blew up a propane truck.”

Joel couldn’t imagine why Tessa imagined he’d care. Marlene and the Fireflies were always taking unimaginable risks “for the cause”. Joel knew Marlene the way anyone who lived on the fringes of QZ society knew her. He didn’t care for the woman, although he had to admire her grit. The Fireflies were a losing cause if ever he’d seen one, but she’d kept their ill-fated rebellion limping along for years longer than he’d ever thought possible. She probably could have been someone worth a damn before the outbreak.

Tessa’s eyes were still glued to him, analyzing him the way a torturer would watch a prisoner during an interrogation. Joel tried to see the connection between what she’d just told him and whatever reaction she was watching for.

He turned to her, dropping the radio and his pliers in irritation.

“What am I supposed to say to that?” he challenged, his tone flat. He couldn’t even feign interest; he only wanted her to leave. The quiet and his broken radio were better companions.

A glimmer of triumph sparked in Tessa’s eyes. She smirked softly.

“Apparently your old bed warmer was with them.”

Maybe it was the whiskey, maybe it was the lack of sleep, but he didn’t register her meaning for a few breaths. That self-satisfied glint in Tessa’s eyes didn’t dim.

“Y/N. She was out with Marlene last night. Didn’t make it back, so I heard.”

The bottom of Joel’s stomach fell out as his understanding clicked into place. He felt his fingers dig into the skin of his palms as he struggled to maintain a semblance of composure under Tessa’s gloating gaze.

“K.”

It was all Joel could manage. His grip on himself was slipping fast.

“Choke on that, asshole.”

Tessa left, the door slamming on her way out. Joel barely heard her walk away, his addled thoughts coalescing on one and only one thing.

Marlene.

He had to find her. If you had been out there… if you were still out there, or worse… Joel would pull Boston apart brick by brick with his bare fucking hands if he had to. It’d be easier - and faster - if he knew where to start. If something had happened to you, god forbid…

He stumbled up from the workbench, careening out into the street, his body moving faster than he could stitch his thoughts together. He had a pretty good idea where to find Marlene, and he hoped for her sake that she could tell him where you were. He didn’t trust himself to hear anything other than news of your safety.

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Marlene slumped sideways against the concrete wall of the old subway tunnel they called the T in Boston. Bending over, she emptied her guts into the trickling water running down the center of the tunnel. At this point, she was throwing up blanks, just sour-tasting stomach acid. She wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline from last night’s narrow escape or if there was something more serious going on. She didn’t have time to stop and wonder.

Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she willed herself forward, hugging the wall. She’d been walking - a generous term for the limping shuffle she’d been forced to do by a broken ankle - for what had to be close to eight hours at this point. Her body was weak from dehydration, shock, and hunger. But she hadn’t stopped, knowing that was a death sentence. And finally, mercifully, she saw it. An old maintenance ladder hanging down into the empty space in the tunnel. Right above that ladder was the old MBTA garage. Firefly territory. She’d made it home.

Ignoring the pain ripping up her leg from her swollen ankle, she shuffled forward, arms outstretched greedily for the ladder. She fell against it, the steel rattling and echoing in the cement tunnel that the Fireflies used to sneak in and out of the QZ.

She gasped a few breaths, wondering if she was simply imagining that the air tasted a little fresher here than the rest of the dank tunnel. Looking up, she calculated at least eighteen feet of ladder before it disappeared into darkness just above the ceiling of the T tunnel. Up there was the garage. The Fireflies. Salvation.

As close as she was, Marlene knew her ankle wouldn’t handle the climb, not alone. She was worried that she’d pass out halfway up and fall off. There wouldn’t be any soft landing for her. No, the only option for her was to hope and pray that someone would hear her down here. She couldn’t go back - the entry was blocked by what remained of the horde - and she couldn’t go forward. She’d memorized the old T maps of Boston: she knew this tube dead-ended a half mile farther up, with no exits. This was it. It was now or never.

“Hey! HEY! Is anybody up there? HELP!” Mustering what little remained of her strength, she rattled on the ladder, projecting her parched voice into the darkness above.

“DOWN HERE! SOMEBODY!”

Marlene wasn’t sure how long she yelled for. Her voice was almost gone before she saw a fluorescent light flick on at the top of the ladder. Weak with relief, she felt tears stream down her cheeks.

“Thank God! Please, you’ve gotta help me. I can’t climb.”

Before she could finish, Marlene saw a dark shape blot out the light from above. It took her a second to realize it was someone climbing down to her. Looking up from underneath, all she could make out were the soles of boots - men’s boots, she thought - and a sturdy pack on the person’s back. The kind of gear you wore when you went out into the open city.

Marlene took a few halting steps back from the ladder to give the man enough space to climb down. He did, skipping the last few rungs and landing hard on his feet. He was agile, strong. Marlene couldn’t place his silhouette in her mind, couldn’t think of a face that matched the thick, salt-and-pepper hair.

“Where is she, Marlene?”

His voice was dark and familiar.

Joel Miller turned to face her, his expression hard like black granite. It had been almost a year since she’d last seen him at a buy she’d arranged with Tessa. He’d changed, something darker in the back of his eyes. It almost frightened her.

“Where is she,” he repeated, snapping Marlene out of her own thoughts.

“Who?” she replied.

“Y/N.”

Marlene didn’t know how Joel Miller knew you. She thought better of asking him.

“I don’t know, Joel. We got split up. It was… it was fucking chaos last night.”

Joel’s jaw tightened, his fingers squeezing the barrel of the rifle he had slung across his chest.

“Last place you saw her.”

Marlene heard voices above her. Someone called out her name in recognition. She longed to call back, but something in Joel’s eyes seemed to catch her words in her throat.

“You’ll never make it.”

“Like hell I won’t.”

“Joel, it’s a fucking horde, the biggest I’ve ever seen. You’ll never get through, it’s a suicide mission.”

“Marlene, I won’t fucking ask again.”

His patience was wearing thin. Marlene didn’t miss the subtle way he angled the muzzle of his gun in her direction.

“Take this tunnel three blocks south. You’ll come to a five-way tunnel crossing. Take the southeast branch and walk another six blocks. You’ll see a ventilation shaft. Right past it, there’s an emergency access door. Take that exit. It’ll spit you out eight blocks north of where I lost her.”

Without a word, Joel Miller turned on his heels and walked off into the dark.

read part 7 here **let me know if you want to be tagged in future chapters! ty to everyone showing this series so much love! <;33

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x y/n #joel miller imagine #the last of us #the last of us joel miller #the last of us hbo #pedro pascal #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n

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swissboyhisch · 1 year

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ANTHONY BEAUVILLIER REC LIST

FICS

Mine by @hotgirlhockey After getting angry on the ice, you decide to make Anthony angry in bed too.

Holiday Cards by @fear-of-flyers After talking to another WAG, you come up with an idea. Hopefully Anthony is willing to go along with it.

Trade by @prettytoxicrevolver When Anthony gets traded to the Canucks, the future of your relationship becomes uncertain

The Four Times it Rained and The One Time it Didn't by @prettytoxicrevolver The rain has always brought good things to you and Tito but what happens when it's actually sunny out?

Super Dad by @ilyasorokinn Life as a dad in quarantine.

Where We Land by @matbarzyy Babysitting Tito's son was supposed to be simple. Until feelings get involved.

Become a Family by @beauvibaby Moving to Long Island as a single mum is tough. Luckily a friend is willing to catch up and be involved.

Love is an Open Door by @hotgirlhockey You are a single mother who starts dating a hockey player. Months into the relationship, you begin to fall in love with said player, but the last thing you were expecting was your daughter to love him too.

Communication Skills by @ohmyeyesmyeyes A trade causes some tension but luckily they have a best friend who is willing to help.

Til Forever Falls Apart by @doc-pickles Anthony gets traded to Vancouver and everything seems to implode for you. But at the end of the day, there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel.

Emergency Contact by @doc-pickles You’re sick and all Tito wants is for you to take care of yourself.

AUTHORS INCLUDED ALL DESERVE A FOLLOW:

@hotgirlhockey @fear-of-flyers @prettytoxicrevolver @ilyasorokinn @matbarzyy @beauvibaby @ohmyeyesmyeyes @doc-pickles

UPDATED: 29/10/23

#swissboyhisch recs #swissboyhisch masterlist #swissboyhisch #fic recs #anthony beauvillier imagine #anthony beauvillier x reader #anthony beauvillier rec list

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tobybestupid · 11 months

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How to take care of your

Nikki Sixx

(after a long and stressful tour)

⚠️ Warning⚠️ please buy a Nikki Sixx at your own cost. He can get extremely horny, and whiny, and hungry. We recommend getting one of the easier rockstar Bf's, like Eric Carr (he's very moody tho).

Tw: mentions smut, alcohol (mentions), mentions drug use.

When Nikki comes home, you don't need to do much. Walk up to him, give him a peck at the cheek and a hug, and help put his stuff away.

Step 1. Make sure Nikki is comfy, you don't want a uncomfy Nikki.

Do: Give blankets, kisses, something to drink (not alcohol), put on tv.

Don't: be loud (he's got that part covered), give any bad substance's/alcohol.

Step 2. Make sure he is well fed. Man has been on tour for so long, he's probably been eating shitty hotel food and fast food.

Do feed: Chips, sweet food, savory food, pickle-y food, anything. (he isn't picky)

Step 3. Get his ass in a bath, he probably stinks.

He also likes bubbles, so y'know. Bubbles

Step 4. Dry him off, and make sure he got all the soap out of his hair.

Step 5. Cuddle with him on your guy's bed, he needs it.

Possibly play with his most likely still wet hair, he likes it. Tell him that you missed him, and all that other stuff.

Ladies, gentleman, none of the above, all of the above. That's how you take care of a Nikki Sixx.

(please take precaution, if he gets horny. Quarantine him instantly, he doesn't need more sex after a tour, wait a day or two.)

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fayes-fics · 5 months

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Hi Faye

Hope your cat and Mr. Faye are feeling better! Happy Thanksgiving 🧡🧡

Hi Nonny!

Aww you are so kind. 🥹🫶

Mr Faye is still very ill with a bad cold, so it’s the two of us quarantining for Thanksgiving so we don’t spread it to family. Usually he cooks but I have to this time. Let’s hope I do alright 😂

We’ve also had to cancel our wedding anniversary trip away to Vermont this weekend as we need to keep an eye on the cat (and don’t want to drive 300 miles with him sick lol). She got back from the animal hospital but has been weak today. Finally ate this evening and we had to give her a bath that she hated. Fingers crossed she’ll be better by the weekend.

Oh and our house is in a pickle as we are halfway thru a bathroom reno and they had to unexpectedly take down ceilings elsewhere to remove old pipework. So all in all… it’s been a week 😂😂

I’ve been busy making some dishes tonight including some British things I have to throw into this American celebration haha 👀😬

I hope, if you celebrate Thanksgiving, that you enjoy the day! 🍁🦃

Thank you for your kind message 😁🧡🧡

#faye answers #i have the best followers

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inkie80 · 17 days

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Ok she did quarantine or not idc but it was not at Harry’s house anon so i dont know what point you are trying to make here. And he was in LA until April. She did take the pickle pic down bc he likely saw it and told her to do it. Why are we still talking about something that happened 2 years ago? Time to move on.

Well you got a new subject??

Bring it in.

It has nothing to do with “moving on”

We’re just having fun bringing up some memories.

Just loosen up a little and laugh at the stuff she did, life is hard enough as it is, just enjoy

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aki749 · 9 months

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I'm gonna crawl my way to floor of ocean and live among fiches

Bruh this was the absolute worst

It's little 9 at night and I was hungry so I went to a nearby local cafe or what

And wanted a parcel of some noodles but they refused

So I decided to eat then and there

That

I should've ran when I had the chance

When I ordered there were few people but till the noodles were done they all left and I was alone

Wth

And my phone died

I wanted to yeet it but kept it for self defence

When the owner gave me my order he also left to chat with the store next door

Aaaggrrhhh

I should've just stayed home

I just slurped them literally drank them long ass noos

Embarassing as heck

My god I should've just ate some pickles instead

I feel horrible but is this normal

Like all I did was eat and I feel like I nearly died

The quarantine was really the comfort

I hate interacting

#I'm so awkward and embarassing #ughhh fuck #Worst noodles ever

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sfarticles · 4 months

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‘Baking Yesteryear’ cookbook takes a stroll down memory lane

Check out my latest column

Christmas Crack, from the 1970s chapter, is a confection that longs to sit patiently in a glass jar, eager to offer yet another reason for joy during the season. Dylan indulges here. (Courtesy of Lauren Jones)

‘Tis the season for indulging in our favorite foods, especially decadent desserts, and confections. It’s the time families gather in the kitchen baking their favorite recipes, many handed down through the generations.

These vintage recipes, often written on index cards, tattered and stained from years of use, provoke warm memories of baking with loved ones when we were young. What better way to embrace the season and bring warmth, nostalgia, joy and togetherness to a home. Holiday baking brings back fond memories of simpler and calmer times. It is an escape as well as a connection to the past.

One of the top cookbook titles this year is “Baking Yesteryear: The Best Recipes from the 1900’s to the 1980’s,” by B. Dylan Hollis (2023, DK, a division of Penguin Random House LLC, $32). Hollis’ book will take you down memory lane. The chapters are broken down by decade, beginning with the 1900s and ending with the 1980s.

Hollis shares his favorites from each decade.

1900s: Food for the Gods

1910s: Chocolate Potato Cake

1920s: Ricciarelli

1930s: Whipped Cream Cake

1940s: Applesauce Graham Cracker Torte

1950s: Kiskadee Fantasy

1960s: Haystacks

1970s: Christmas Crack

1980s: The Buster

The final chapter “Worst of the Worst,” is where he writes, “these creations are the kind that make you ponder the sobriety of the recipe developer.” You might be thinking, why were these recipes included? He writes, “I resolved to do so, since the bad experiences of what I do play such a big part in my overall journey of exploring cooking past, and not including them would ignore the fact that some bona fide, published recipes are simply bad — horrendous bad.”

So, what are a few of the recipes included here? Pickle Cheesecake, jellied meatloaf and SpaghettiOs Jell-O Ring (watch these videos at your own risk! https://bit.ly/3Np0cY6 https://bit.ly/48dPage). If you are a fan of these recipes, don’t fret, food is personal, like fashion.

The headnotes to each recipe are intriguing … some history with a good measure of humor as you will see in the recipes shared below.

I had the opportunity to interview Hollis, a larger-than-life personality. The conversation could have gone on and on. Both of us share an interest in vintage cookbooks. I asked how his delight in vintage recipes came about. From a career as a jazz pianist, I thought it was quite a diversion to becoming a baker. Well, he is not just a baker, he is a social media phenomenon with millions of followers patiently (or perhaps impatiently) waiting for his next video showcasing his unique style and humor while cooking. He said it was happenstance.

“During the pandemic I had too much time on my hands and the quarantine caused boredom,” he said.

Hollis always collected old things, including vintage cookbooks. They came in handy to fill the time. One day he looked through a 1912 Canadian cookbook and came across a recipe for pork cake.

“I just stared at it,” he said.

His experiment making the cake on video went viral and the rest is history.

Perhaps these recipes will become part of your holiday repertoire. As Hollis writes in the conclusion of his book, “The experience of putting together Baking Yesterday for you was a pleasure unmatched. Not only as an opportunity to breathe new life into dishes that once held the hearts of those in the old world, but as a celebration of the fact that while the cakes might change, the joys of baking remain timeless. … I sincerely hope that Baking Yesteryear serves you well, and offers you the opportunity to taste just a sliver of the past’s ingenuity, and the magic that I feel comes with it.”

Until my next column, Happy Baking and Happy Holidays!

For the recipe for Potato Chip Cookies from the 1970s visit stephenfries.com/recipes.

Admiral’s Gingerbread, from the 1910s, is a surprisingly soft, light, and buttery ginger loaf, setting itself apart from traditional dense, dark gingerbreads of yuletide. (Courtesy of Kelley Jordan-Schuyler)

Admiral’s Gingerbread (1910s chapter)

The headnote says, “This is a most peculiar variety of gingerbread, and its bizarre method of preparation seems to have been quite popular along the East Coast cities of the United States in the early 1910s under names like New York Gingerbread and Providence Gingerbread. Bakers will notice that it has an impressively backwards order of operation, but despite this (or because of it), the result is surprisingly soft, light, and buttery ginger loaf, setting itself apart from traditional dense, dark gingerbreads of yuletide.”

9 x 5-inch loaf quick bread

1 cup (225g) butter, softened

1½ cups (210g) all-purpose flour

2 tablespoons ground ginger

3 tablespoons molasses or treacle

Yolks of 5 large eggs, reserve whites

½ teaspoon salt

1½ cups (180g) powdered sugar

1 teaspoon baking powder

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9×5-inch loaf pan.

In a large bowl, beat the butter until smooth and light. Gradually beat in the flour, ginger, and molasses. Beat until smooth. In a separate bowl, whisk together the egg yolks and the salt. Gradually whisk in the powdered sugar.

In the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with a whisk attachment, or in a large bowl with which an electric hand mixer is to be used, beat the reserved egg whites to stiff peaks. Beat in the baking powder.

Mix the egg yolk mixture into the creamed mixture, before adding the egg white mixture. Beat thoroughly.

Turn into the prepared pan and bake for 50 to 55 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center can be removed cleanly.

Cool in the pan for 10 minutes before transferring to a wire rack to cool completely before slicing.

Christmas Crack (1970s chapter)

The headnote says, “I’ve never before beheld such a perfect meeting of caramel, chocolate, and salty crunch as I did the day I made Christmas Crack. I remember it vividly and has since become my #1 homemade candy. Beginning this recipe by counting and arranging soda crackers in a grid may seem unorthodox, but since the 1970s the making of crack has become a popular yuletide activity for families in the United States…And, just as stockings and candle-glow punctuate the quiet midwinter home, Christmas Crack longs to sit patiently in a glass jar, eager to offer yet another reason for joy during the season.”

40 saltine crackers

1 cup (225g) butter, softened

1 cup (220g) packed light brown sugar

2 cups (340g) semisweet, or milk chocolate chips (one 12oz bag)

Chopped nuts, peppermint candy pieces, M&M’s candies, chocolate bar pieces, or sprinkles, for topping

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

Line a large baking sheet with heavy-duty aluminum foil. Arrange a grid of saltine crackers in five rows of eight on the baking sheet. The crackers should all be touching.

Vertically crease the sides of the aluminum foil to create a dam that borders the crackers. In a medium saucepan over high heat, combine the butter and the brown sugar, stirring occasionally until it reaches a boil.

Once the mixture reaches a full boil, boil for 5 minutes without stirring.

Carefully pour the mixture evenly over the saltine crackers. The foil dam will prevent the syrup from spilling .Immediately bake for 7 minutes.

Remove from the oven and quickly sprinkle the chocolate chips evenly over the hot crackers. Allow to sit for 2 minutes, or until the chips appear glossy, indicating they have melted.

Carefully spread the melted chips in a thin, even layer over the crackers.

While the chocolate is still hot, sprinkle on any desired toppings. Chopped walnuts or green and red sprinkles are my favorite options to use.

Midnight Mallowmalt Cake from the 1960s has a deep chocolate, marshmallow sweetness, and hints of malt and sour cream tartness. With a snowy blanket of marshmallows and boiled frosting, it is a winner if there’s ever been one. (Courtesy of Kelley Jordan-Schuyler)

Midnight Mallowmalt Cake (1960s chapter)

Makes two 9-inch layers

The headnote says, “Chocolate cakes are an entire world waiting to be explored, and this 1960s example is just as badass as its name. With deep chocolate, marshmallow sweetness, and hints of malt and sour cream tartness, all needed a snowy blanket of marshmallows and boiled frosting, it is a winner if there’s ever been one.”

CAKE

18 marshmallows, or 2 1/3 cups mini marshmallows (¼ lb, 113g)

4 ounces (113g) bittersweet chocolate

¾ cup (180ml) boiling water

3 large eggs

1¼ cups (250g) granulated sugar

2 teaspoons vanilla extract

1½ cups (375g) sour cream

2¼ cups (350g) all-purpose flour

¼ cup (36g) malted milk powder

1½ teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon salt

FROSTING

Whites of 2 large eggs

¾ cup (150g) granulated sugar

1⁄3 cup (80ml) light corn syrup

1 tablespoon white vinegar

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Mini marshmallows, for garnish

Cake Method

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease two 9-inch cake pans.

Melt together the marshmallows and the chocolate in a double boiler.

Add in the boiling water and beat the mixture smooth. Remove from heat and allow to cool.

In a large bowl, beat together the eggs, sugar, and vanilla until thick and foamy. Blend in the sour cream and the cooled chocolate mixture.

In a separate bowl, combine the flour, malted milk powder, baking soda, and salt. Gradually add to the wet ingredients. Mix until well combined.

Turn into the prepared pans and bake for 25 to 30 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center can be removed cleanly. Cool in the pans for 10 minutes before transferring to a wire rack to cool completely.

Frosting Method

In a large bowl that can be placed atop a double boiler, combine the egg whites, sugar, corn syrup, and vinegar.

Over boiling water, beat the mixture with an electric hand mixer until it thickens and soft peaks form. Remove from heat and beat in the vanilla.

Away from the heat, continue beating until the frosting has cooled and is thick enough to spread onto the cake. This will take some time, about 5 to 6 minutes.

Spread a suitable amount of frosting evenly atop the first cake. Invert the second cake atop the filling to form the second layer.

Frost the assembled cake with the remaining frosting. Decorate the top of the cake with marshmallows.

Stephen Fries, is Professor Emeritus and former coordinator of the Hospitality Management Programs at Gateway Community College, in New Haven, Conn. He has been a food and culinary travel columnist for the past 15 years and is co-founder of and host of “Worth Tasting,” a culinary walking tour of downtown New Haven. He is a board member of the International Association of Culinary Professionals. Email him at [email protected]. For more, go to stephenfries.com.

#baking yesteryear #B. Dylan Hollis #baking #holiday baking #vintage recipes

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grittyreadsfic · 2 years

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hello I’d like to hear about what teams the 118 might follow if u have the time pls and thank u

okay HELLO thank u for asking i have been dying to talk about this (i got out my laptop and everything)

i think karen got really into hockey during quarantine and roped hen into watching but she vibes more with the phf than the nhl (she's an underdog!! she gets having the odds stacked against her!!) and i think she would have settled on the six. they were new, funny on social media, and also i just think she'd find saroya tinker and elaine chuli rly neat. alternatively she is perhaps into the rivs because they are the most visibly queer and lesbian solidarity

i think chim would be a ducks fan-and hear me out here. based on kenneth's age chim probably would have been a teen or early 20s when the ducks became a team. i just think he would have gotten a kick out of a local team forming bc of a movie and he would have committed to the bit (also bc i think chim would look good in their old jerseys it's a VIBE)

bobby, obviously, is a minnesota wild fan (at least at the start). idk how sad you wanna get with this but i personally think a lot about his kids playing hockey and being into hockey and him being begrudging about it because of his past with with figure skating. he didn't follow them for awhile because it hurt too much at first, but he's learning to enjoy the sport again and remember the good parts of his past (athena is not technically part of the 118 and i don't really know how into it she'd be but she'd pick the panthers because she's from florida and they're fierce) (not the bolts fuck the bolts)

one time there was a fic where eddie used the queers and steers line to come out and i think lucy brought of tyler seguin and so now the two are forever linked in my brain i cannot unlink them i know el paso isn't close to dallas but let eddie watch hockey bc seguin is hot. let his lil repressed ass do it. he only admits to liking the kings now that he's in la its less embarrassing than admitting he got into hockey bc he found a player hot

now buck really had me in a pickle, right, because we don't know where in pa his family is really from. given they ended up in hershey, and daniel was sick, i'm going with the phiily area because of the children's hospital. so i think his family is probably philly sports all the way but the thing is: hershey is where the caps AHL team is. I think him and maddie both are caps fans, because it's cheap to go to AHL teams. they weren't affiliated with the caps til buck was 13/14 but he probably kept going to games bc he missed maddie and it felt like a connection to her (also then the caps got ovechkin)

lucy and ravi i have no thoughts on really because we've got nothing to go on but based on them having incredible vibes (yes i AM in love with lucy thanks for asking) they are both new jersey devils fans

#like i said many thoughts #not hockey #911 #anyway thank u friend for asking this was so much fun to dive into

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Random thought is random, but I always did like how many SpongeBob episodes dealt with certain themes and taught helpful lessons without being completely in your face.

Season 1

“Ripped Pants” - being yourself

“Home Sweet Pineapple” - homelessness

“Pickles” - anxiety

“Hall Monitor” - mishandling of responsibilities

“Jellyfish Jam” - the dangers of keeping a wild animal as a pet

“Sandy’s Rocket” - paranoia

“Nature Pants” - being happy as you are, where you are

“F.U.N.” - trying to see the good in others, even if they don’t seem like the best person

“MuscleBob BuffPants” - body image and self-esteem

"Employee of the Month" - the dangers of excessive competitiveness

"Karate Choppers" - obsessiveness

"Suds" - the dangers of self-medicating

"Rock Bottom" - being lost in an unfamiliar town

"Texas" - homesickness

"Fools in April" - learning when a joke is no longer a joke or goes too far

"Hooky" - temptation and playing in dangerous places

Season 2

"Your Shoe's Untied" - confidence issues and learning new skills

"Squid's Day Off" - OCD

"Big Pink Loser" - being yourself and knowing your worth

"Dying for Pie" - living in the moment

"Wormy" - metamorphosis and how a misunderstanding can snowball into absolute chaos

"Patty Hype" - dealing with people doubting your passions and starting your own successful business

"Grandma's Kisses" - bullying

"Squidville" - monotony

"Prehibernation Week" - the dangers of living dangerously

"Dumped" - breakups

"Squirrel Jokes" - racism/xenophobia and harmful stereotyping

"Pressure" - superiority complexes

"The Smoking Peanut" - lying

"Welcome to the Chum Bucket" - separation from those you love and dealing with a bad boss

"Band Geeks" - teaming up to triumph against all odds

"Krusty Love" - dating at an older age

"Procrastination" - exactly what it says in the title, LOL

"Jellyfish Hunter" - overhunting and animal cruelty

"The Fry Cook Games" - harmful competitiveness

"Squid on Strike" - going on strike

Season 3

"The Algae's Always Greener" - envy and how having the life of someone else isn’t always as glamorous as it looks

"SpongeGuard on Duty" - lying about who you are

"My Pretty Seahorse" - mishandling of a wild animal

"Just One Bite" - addiction

"The Bully" - bullying

“Nasty Patty” - murder

"Idiot Box" - the importance and sheer power of having an imagination

"Snowball Effect" - letting go of restrictions and having fun

"As Seen on TV" - the dangers of having a huge ego

"Can You Spare a Dime?" - unemployment and dealing with a moocher

"Rock-a-Bye Bivalve" - raising a child

"Party Pooper Pants" - learning that not everything has to be by the book

"Chocolate with Nuts" - lying and false advertisement

"The Great Snail Race" - overworking your pet

"Mid-Life Crustacean" - mid-life crises

"Born Again Krabs" - near-death experiences

"I Had an Accident" - PTSD

"Missing Identity" - identity theft/loss

Season 4

"Fear of a Krabby Patty" - overworking and sleep deprivation

"Shell of a Man" - lying to old friends and self-respect

"Have You Seen This Snail?" - animal neglect and runaway pets

"Skill Crane" - obsessiveness and gambling

"Selling Out" - getting old/retirement

"Patrick SmartPants" - personality changes and their effects on friendship

"New Leaf" - moving on with life

"Bummer Vacation" - workaholism

"The Pink Purloiner" - jumping to conclusions

"Best Day Ever" - dealing with inconveniences and learning to embrace the best parts of every day

Season Five

"Friend or Foe" - the foraging and breaking of a lifelong friendship

"The Original Fry Cook" - perfectionism and comparing yourself to others

"Fungus Among Us" - pandemics, disease, and quarantine

"Roller Cowards" - overcoming fear

"Money Talks" - being careful with what you wish for

"The Krusty Sponge" - commercialism

"Blackened Sponge" - lying and dignity

"Banned in Bikini Bottom" - speakeasies

"Stanley S. SquarePants" - finding your talent

Season Six

"Penny Foolish" - obsessiveness

"Not Normal" - being yourself and embracing your quirks

"A Life in a Day” - living in the now while not living too dangerously

"The Krabby Kronicle" - misinformation and sensationalism

"Grooming Gary" - mistreatment of pets

"Porous Pockets" - the overlooked aspects of being part of the upper crust

"Ditchin'" - skipping school

"Grandpappy the Pirate" - lying to family

"Overbooked" - commitments and learning to say no

"No Hat for Pat" - finding purpose and employee mistreatment

Season Seven

"Greasy Buffoons" - unhealthy food

"SpongeBob's Last Stand" - environmental destruction

"Sponge-Cano!" - having gratitude

"Karate Star" - obsessiveness and abuse of power

"The Abrasive Side" - assertiveness

Season Eight

"The Other Patty" - cooperation

"The Hot Shot" - bad influences

"Sentimental Sponge" - hoarding

"Are You Happy Now?" - depression

Season Nine

"Squid Defense" - self-defense and when not to use it

"Lost in Bikini Bottom" - getting lost and finding your way back

"What's Eating Patrick?" - finding motivation

"Goodbye, Krabby Patty?" - greed and commercialism

"Bulletin Board" - online harassment

"Snail Mail" - lying

"Salsa Imbecilicus" - the importance of having an education

"The Whole Tooth" - dental problems and not being afraid to see the dentist

Season Ten

"Mimic Madness" - being yourself

"House Worming" - infestations

"SpongeBob's Place" - pride and jealousy

"Life Insurance" - learning what life insurance is and that having it doesn’t necessarily protect you

"Trident Trouble" - misuse of great power

"Sportz?" - sadism

"Out of the Picture" - attempted murder and the value of art

"Feral Friends" - looking after others when they’re in no state to look after themselves

Season Eleven

"The Check-Up" - the importance of check-ups and the consequences of neglecting your health

"Larry the Floor Manager" - learning that not everyone is suited for the same job

"Stuck on the Roof" - acrophobia

"Don't Feed the Clowns" - finding a new job

"Fun-Sized Friends" - the importance of having alone time away from your friends

"Grandmum's the Word" - lying to family

"Moving Bubble Bass" - freeloading and not being paid your dues

"Whale Watching" - babysitting and teenage peer pressure

"ChefBob" - stage fright and personas "Plankton Paranoia" - paranoia, terror, and panic attacks

"Appointment TV" - returning favors and cheering up a sad friend

"Girls' Night Out" - female friendship

Season Twelve

"Gary's Got Legs" - learning that things are the way they are for a reason

"Stormy Weather" - not messing with nature

"The Krusty Bucket" - cooperation

"Squid's on a Bus" - walking in another person’s shoes

"Broken Alarm" - oversleeping

"Karen's Baby" - raising a child

"SpongeBob's Bad Habit" - bad habits

"Breakin'" - the importance of taking a break every so often

"Boss for a Day" - the responsibilities that come with being a boss

"The Goofy Newbie" - starting a new job

"Pat Hearts Squid" - being yourself

"Hiccup Plague" - communicable diseases

"The Hankering" - addiction

"Escape from Beneath Glove World" - getting lost and helping a lost child

#Going Jellyfishing #SBSP #Only going up to Season 12 because Season 13 isn't done yet.

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clatterbane · 6 months

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Yay, more prophylactic freezer action.

All the dry staples (rice, flour, beans, etc.) from the grocery order earlier are now in frozen quarantine for a few days before they go anywhere near our pantry cupboard. Because I was unfortunately reminded again not long ago that I probably should NOT have slacked off on that, when I found minor evidence of flour moths in my previous bag of cornmeal. 😵

After some careful inspection, it didn't look like any had managed to get much further than that. Everything infestable that was in there got cycled through the freezer to kill off any kind of bugs and/or their eggs anyway, playing it safe. I actually just cleared out the final batch this evening, to make room for the new stuff. Including a fresh bag of the same cornmeal!

The few items left in those four drawers usually dedicated to dry goods are, like, pickled vegetables and some shirataki noodles in vacuum pouches. Not tempting chow for horrible little moth larvae, and it would be obvious if the pouches had lost seal

Now an amazing amount of pantry stuff has been taking up space to one side of our living room for several weeks altogether--and I am leaving that cabinet empty of everything that might host them for a few more days, until those new groceries are ready to leave quarantine. Just to hopefully make sure there's a lower chance of any eggs or anything lingering in there.

Our temporary pantry, y'all. That back of the couch bag just got hastily hoiked there a little while ago.

Thankfully no evidence of any worrying bugs anywhere else in the house so far, with the freezer-cycled food just sitting there in the openwith no good way to keep anything out of it. Can't say I will be sorry to finally get everything back where it belongs!

Anyway, I am indeed aware that this might seem like an overly nutty reaction to finding what looked like evidence of moth webs in a bag of cornmeal. And maybe it really is.

But yeah, I do have actual OCD. Plus I lived with both moths and freaking weevils in my mom's food hoard, which she couldn't just get rid of on any of the several different occasions when bugs did get into it. Hitchhiking in on new items from the store.

She would honest to goodness also go ahead and cook pasta that she knew had weevils lurking in the package, and fish them out of the boiling water with a spoon. 🥴 I think I took significant psychic damage from just several years of those damned moths flapping around the whole house, and their awful maggoty-looking web spinning children dangling on threads. I remember walking straight into one hanging from the living room ceiling fan, of all places. And this shit went on for several years straight.

Those little fuckers will get into things that you wouldn't even imagine them possibly being attracted to. You may think a jar or other firmly closed lidded hard container will keep them out, but if it's not completely airtight they will find a way in.

On the plus side, I did develop extensive experience at identifying signs of weevils and moths in your food stores.

Anyway, I really am extra motivated to avoid dealing with pest bugs in my own pantry, now that I am in charge of my own. Brought home weevils a couple of times back in London, but promptly tossed everything that might be infested and preemptively froze the rest.

So yeah, it might be aggravating, but I think I will indeed go back to making sure everything risky that comes in goes through freezer quarantine before it joins the other food. Needing to systematically go through and do that on all the existing shit has eaten up way more spoons than if I had just done it gradually before a new thing went into the cabinet at all. And luckily we also have more freezer space now, to help make quarantine more practical.

Also, it may be pretty ingrained in me to keep plenty of food on hand. To the point that I do set actual stock limits for myself. But, at least this feels like further evidence that I really do not seem to have developed the same outright hoarding urge--to the point that you literally could not bring yourself to throw a buggy bag of cornmeal or rice in the trash. 😬 I can, and will, toss whatever I need to in order to keep things non-disgusting.

#personal #rambling #adulting #unsanitary #food hoarding #bugs #food pests #food insecurity #probably helped send her off in that direction #insect infestation

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shadowonwater · 2 years

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Viral Pokerus, what people transform into

What Pokemon do people turn into in Viral Pokerus au? These aren’t totally cemented yet and as you will see I’m unsure of which to choose for some of these.

Choices are influenced by what Pokemon the person hangs out with a lot, what suits their design and personality, the wild Pokemon that appear around where they can be located, and what is just a fun idea!

Something I forgot to mention in the first post, Pokemon kept in Pokeballs are less likely to get the virus do to having less interaction with the environment. They can still totally get it though, usually from wild Pokemon. Also, young Pokemon are very likely to get the virus because children are just like that.

Apologies for misspelling any names but I’m not getting check all these. Also reminder that they will always turn into first stage of a line.

Important Galaxy Team Members:

Lucas/Rei (protag): Rowlet (my main choice for this is because I want the protag to turn into one of the starters, and I also want them to be able to throw things at any point in the evo line)

Laventon: Oshuwatt (the choice was really between Oshuwatt and Cyndaquill and I want him to wear his hat without fear of it catching on fire)

Cyllene: Abra (really what other Pokemon does she hang out with)

Komado: Munchlax or Herracross (I feel like both Snorlax and Herracross, Pokemon Komado has, fit his vibes)

Beni: Ralts (guy has TWO Pokemon that evolve from this, double the odds)

Pesselle: Happiny

Zisu: Buneary (she has a Lopunny in her Tenacity Team and I think that fits her vibes best besides Zoroark, but I have a special plan for Zoroark and I don’t want too much repetition)

Akari (NOT Protag): Piplup, Starly, or Pichu (assistant has a Pikachu from the start. Starly is just a fun idea. Leaning most towards Piplup though. Piplup is already associated with Dawn because of the anime but also if the protag chooses Rowlet, which this one does, the assistant will have an Empoleon)

Not Important Galaxy Team Members:

Ress: Shinx or Bidoof (Shinx would look cool and have yet to have any Shinx plans, Bidoof would be funny because of the unassuming look for one the Galaxy Team’s strongest members)

Pickle Lady: Geodude

Wenton & Bren: Shellos (but different forms)

Umbreon man: Eevee

Chimecho lady: Chingling

Beauregard: Wurmple (he’ll evolve into Beutifly)

Buizel man: Buizel (A big one, of course!)

The 3 that argue about Burmy: Burmy (but not the forms they like)

At least one child should turn into a drifloon

Any villager that has a Pokemon themed request, even if it’s just Pokedex completion, will probably be turned into the Pokemon they wanted to know about

Spirtomb girl: nothing? (She’s already kind of a Pokemon. So it might be funny if nothing happens to her)

Pearl Clan:

Irida: Eevee

Lian: Goomy

Calaba: Bidoof, Teddyursa, or Unown (Bidoof because partner, Teddyursa because noble, Unown because she likes to hangs out at the ruins + it’s a fun idea. The only other person I could really turn into an Unown is that guy that Galaxy Team guy that guards(?) the entrance.)

Palina: Growlith

Ingo: Sneasel (got infected by Lady Sneasler’s kids)

Gaeric: Machop (this is a bit of a weird one but I liked the idea of letting him stay a muscle man, plus there are a bunch of Machoke and an alpha Machamp nearby Avalugg’s seat which is where you can find him anyway. I imagine that he likes to wrestle with the alpha Machamp and that’s how he got infected.)

Pearl clan members that have requests that involve Pokemon are likely to get turned into that Pokemon. Even Pokedex completion tasks.

Pearl clan has an easier time quarantining due to the sparse population of the icelands. However… Zorua/Zororks find out about the whole people-turning-into-Pokemon thing and purposely get themselves infected and going to the settlement to spread the virus and turn the villagers into Zorua as a form of revenge against humans.

Diamond clan:

Adamen: Eevee

Mai: Stantler or Johto Sneasel (I prefer Stantler because Ingo is already Sneasel otherwise Johto Sneasel could be fun)

Arezu: Petalil

Iscan: Basculin, or Duskull (Basculin because noble. Duskull because turning him into a Pokemon that scares him is funny. On the other hand gills are also fun)

Melli: Zubat (this was a hard one. I didn’t feel like turning him into a Stunky and I’m not gonna turn him into an orb so I choose one of his other Pokemon. Plus, bats are notorious for getting diseases)

Sabi: Rufflet (because noble, she gets it from hanging out with Lord Bravary’s kids)

Diamond clan members that have requests that involve Pokemon are likely to get turned into that Pokemon. Even Pokedex completion tasks

Diamond clan gets effected the most first due to proximity to Mount Coronet, I haven’t mentioned this yet but it’s where the virus strain starts. Random Diamond clan members are mostly turning into Pokemon found around the Mirelands.

Other:

Cognita: I have no idea tbh, Legends and Mythicals can’t get infected, and I don’t know what else to associate her with. Maybe she just doesn’t turn into anything. She already lives off on her own with no Pokemon.

Volo: Togepi, Gible, Riolu, or Spirtomb (Togepi line is his ace throughout the game. He also has a Gible early on. Riolu line is cool. Spirtomb is just a fun idea, like how would that even work.?)

Ginter: Rotom? (because of selling Rotom tech?)

Other Gingo Guild members also turn into Pokemon, but they travel a lot so it could be just about anything really.

Charm, Clover, & Coin: Gastly, Snover, and Croagunk (those are their Pokemon after all) but they live out in the wilds anyway so really they could also get infected by anything.

#pokerus au #pokemon #legends arceus #pokemon au #Viral Pokerus au #transformation

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Kloktober Day 7

Today's Prompt is a character as a cryptid. so I figured I'd make some HCs based on which Cryptids I think the boys would be based on the lore of each cryptid and each boy.

Nathan - The Leviathan is best to represent Nathan. A large sea creature it was known as a dragon that lived alongside the Behemoth and served up to righteousness until the end of time The Leviathan would drag unworhty souls to their watery graves taking down whole armies who opposed him and threatening his way of life. Cursed to live alone separated from his wife the Behemoth until the gods deemed it that the two could be reunited once more.

Pickles - Pickles would be represented by the Jersey Devil. Mrs. Leeds birthed 12 healthy children but when she became pregnant with her 13th, she cursed the child calling it a devil and wishing it was never born. The hate that stewed within her changed the child inside her into a demon although some believe that Mrs. Leeds was a witch and she had slept with Satan himself to produce the Jersey devil. He would haunt the Pine Barrens wailing with sorrow, scorching the earth and trees that he touches and walks upon.

Murderface - He would be a werewolf. Murderface would complain that it was fitting because only he would be unlucky enough to be the only one out of the entire band to be bit by a rabid animal while on tour in Europe. It wouldn't be until he started to feel sick and that he needed to quarantine that he would start to worry. Charles as well, although he would never show it. He would send the boys up state and keep Murderface under observation in case Murderface needed him. The first full moon would be the worst. The first transformation would be the worst with bones breaking and reforming, skin tearing and healing creating calloused scars, hair pushing up through fresh skin, eyes that burned as if they stared at the sun with the adjustment to the light, and talons and fangs that tore through his fingers and gums. Murderface would be disorented and confused, enraged and in pain. Destroying everything in the haus, Charles was lucky he let the house staff call off that night as he watched the cameras in horror, letting William do his worst. It would be years before William gained any control over his curse.

Skwisgaar - If Skwisgaar was a cryptid he would be the Nokken. This monster of Scandinavian lore is beautiful beyond measure to the eyes of any gender. He lures people into the area with his beautiful violin music and into the water with his deep dark eyes that always rest just above the water's surface before drowning them. The Nokken is a shapeshifter that has been said in tales to transform into a gorgeous white horse that allows children to ride on his back.

Toki - As much as Toki despises it. He would be a cryptid of death and despair. The Pesta is a figure of illness taking on the form of a crippled old woman dressed all in black, the monster is capable of taking on other forms as well to get close to its victims. The Pesta travels from farm to farm with a rake and a broom. If the monster carried the rake into the farm, some residents may survive the illness it brought upon them. But, beware if it carried the broom as it would allow no survivors then.

#kloktober #Kloktober 2022 #metalocalypse #dethklok #metalocalypse headcanon #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #pickles the drummer #nathan explosion #william murderface

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