#stuffed cronuts

[feral-ffa]

Ever wondered how those instagram foodie account girls stay skinny even though they're eating 5 items from a different trendy restaurant every day?

You had idly wondered that, but most of all you just couldn't believe your luck when you finally sealed the deal with a cute and sweet rising star foodie.

The first time the two of you went out for a content shooting dinner, it was to a nice fusion sit down place. She told you she'd mostly just talk to her tripod. All you had to do was get some close up shots of crispy crusts and cheese pulls and then just not eat till she had all the footage she needed. Easy trade off for a free dinner with a beautiful girl!

When the waiter came around, she rattled off an order of two house cocktails, two apps, and three entrees, before turning to you and asking you to pick your favorite entree too. You obliged, ordering pineapple fried rice.

When the food came out, she started taking pictures and recording, and she was still working on the appetizers when the 4 big entrees came to the table. You did your best suppressing your hunger and helping her get the perfect shot of her sampling each dish. When she was done and told you to dig in, you both started devouring the still-warm food. But you had to state the obvious. "There's no way we can finish all this."

She waved you off. "We'll take the rest in to-go boxes. Not like it's going to waste."

Still, it seemed like a shame to not have the food hot and fresh out of the kitchen. She got full shortly, but you plugged on, finishing the entirety of the lettuce wraps and spring roll appetizers, both desserts she ordered, and the sweet and saucy pork adobo. It felt like you barely put a dent in the other dishes, so you got to go boxes.

As full as you felt leaving, the siren call of leftovers lured you to the fridge twice more that night.

~~~~~~~

And so it went, your girlfriend taking you to snack joints and restaurants to help film, and you doing your best to clean the plates after. You never truly could though, always bested by her choice of rich cuisines or gimmicky posts ranking every kind of cronut or rice dog a place offered.

Until you all went to a fancy prix fixe place she had fought to get reservations for. You each got five modest portions of perfectly cooked food and you cleaned yours up no problem. She had started to get winded by the meat course and only had half of her dessert.

"Finally a member of the clean plate club, huh?" she teased as she snapped a picture of the receipt.

"Well they give you those small fancy portions," you protested. "Two bites of quail. Two bites of steak. Three raviolis. Tastes good though."

She just laughed and gave you an affectionate pat on the tummy.

~~~~~~~

You did find yourself having to size up your clothes as the seasons changed, but again, you considered it a reasonable tradeoff for the pampered life you were now living.

"I hope you're ready for this," your girlfriend chided you on the way to the state fair in the summer. She was partnering with them for a series of 'everything I ate at the state fair' videos, which of course was actually going to be everything you ate.

You faithfully videoed her taking the first bite of what felt like a million little snacks, making sure to capture her reaction. Wide eyes at the cheese pull from a mozzarella stick, unimpressed at a dry turkey leg, laughing as she got a good angle to chomp down on tornado fries, smiling in pleasure at cherry topped funnel cake.

Soon as she was satisfied with the footage, she would pass the greasy treat off to you and drag you to the next line. You lost count of all the fair food you hurriedly plowed through that day, the hand dipped corn dogs, berry shortcakes, bbq sandwiches, and fried oreos.

The shoot ended with you finishing off a huge fresh squeezed cold lemonade she had taken one (1) sip of. It was the only thing you had room for, and you felt it filling in the gaps in your already food-stuffed gut. You waddled after her to the petting zoo, where she wanted to treat herself to some baby animal cuddles as a reward for getting all the footage and b-roll she needed before sundown.

Before you sat on the bench outside for a breather, you noticed your stuffed belly peeking out of your shirt. Sure you just ate nearly everything the fair had to offer, but this was a new XXL shirt! You glanced at her inside the pen, scratching a piglet behind the ears.

"The pigs are my favorite."

"Yeah, I bet."

~~~~~~~

You went ahead and bought new shirts and pants again. As time passed you got better at eating as much of your girlfriend's orders as possible in one sitting. You especially looked forward to when she did collab videos with her friends. They'd reserve a long table and it would be laden with over a dozen meals. You got to try everything, eat as much as you wanted of your favorites, and there would still be leftovers.

One night before going out to film at a sushi restaurant, she warned you, "this is a hand roll place and i booked us the omakase menu, it's $250 for 6 small bites."

You helped her get pics and enjoyed the delicious savory raw seafood, but she caught the downcast look on your face and the hand on your belly after you left.

"Don't tell me you're still hungry?"

"You aren't?"

"No, I actually finished every course. Even the miso soup."

"Well I'm used to cleaning up after you don't finish every course!" You wrapped your arms around her, and pulled her in close to whisper in her ear. "You always pick where we go, can I choose somewhere just this once?"

"Let me guess," she said as she leaned into your soft belly. "You want to stop at mcdonalds?"

So the two of you stopped at the drive thru, chatting and laughing in the car as you worked your way through a big bag of burgers and fries.

~~~~~~~

You continued to feel grateful for this lifestyle, but you were especially excited when your girlfriend told you she booked a reservation at Pina's Table, a new Italian restaurant that was already getting lots of buzz on the socials.

When you arrived for your reservation, both in nicer clothes for the opening weekend, you were shown to a intimate booth near the back. You felt a little nervous sliding in, as you could just barely fit. But before long you were more focused on the menu. After she ordered her usual sampler spread of two apps, two cocktails and three entrees, the waiter turned to you for your selection, and you decided to be bolder today.

"How about the chicken marsala. And the baked ziti."

Both of your selections looked so good when they arrived, you could barely stop drooling while filming her slicing open a burrata and tasting the spaghetti all'amatriciana. It felt like a million years passed before she gave you the OK to dig in.

You started off sampling a little bit of everything, and it was of course just as good as expected. You were enjoying a mouthful of ziti when the flash from her phone went off. Startled, you looked up. Had she forgotten to get a picture of something?

"Sorry," she blushed, putting her phone back down. "You're enjoying yourself so much, I just wanted to save it to remember."

You laughed. "If that's good, just wait till after I'm done."

You dug into the warm food, savoring the light burrata and tomato salad and the heavier mushroom ravioli and amatriciana. You ate with relish for what seemed like ages until you started to feel the table pushing into your swollen stomach.

Exhausted, you leaned back, against the soft booth, your fullness finally catching up to you. You subtly opened the top button of your pants, letting your belly flow out to bump the table again. There was still so much of each entree left....

You were spared from the eternal dilemma by the chef, a young and energetic guy, coming to the table to drop off a sampling of cannoli and gelato. Your girlfriend jumped up excitedly to shake his hand and take selfies, and passed the phone to you to you could take a couple pictures of them... after you struggled to haul yourself to your feet.

"Thank you so much for helping get the word out," she chef thanked her profusely. "Pina's Table is my baby. I'm thrilled how many people turned out for it."

"Thank you so much for inviting us!" Your girlfriend chirped in reply. "Everything was delicious."

"I'm thrilled you enjoyed it! It's a labor of love." The chef clapped her on the shoulder before turning to you. "And of course your seal approval means just as much too! Seems like you enjoyed, huh?" He gave your belly a playful poke.

"I wouldn't be where I am now without the belly behind the account," your girlfriend agreed, reaching over to give your tummy another squeeze, jostling out a small burp.

The pair of them shared another laugh and selfie before the chef left to go gladhand some other tables.

"Should we get the to-go boxes?" she asked, patting you gently on the butt as you squeezed yourself back into the booth.

"I think I have a little room left."

You pulled the plate of ravioli in front of you and started working on it again as she took a short video of the desserts.

'The belly behind the account,' huh? You could get used to that.

#soft feedism #weight gain #wg fiction #female feeder #feedee pov #gender-neutral feedee #which is not how i intended this but #i was scrolling foodie IG trying to go back to sleep in the middle of the night and when i couldn't i just got up and wrote this in one sho #without putting any consideration into pov or how long it wound up being #feral rantings #anyway hope u enjoy

[sparkagrace]

for the wrapped playlist ask game:

Stucky & number 12

Hi anon! Thanks for sending me a prompt! #12 on my list was Love You For A Long Time by Maggie Rogers.

tags: post-CW, canon divergence, fluff, early morning, established relationship, pillow talk

And in the mornin’ when I’m wakin’ up I swear that you’re the first thing that I’m thinkin’ of I feel it in my body, know it in my mind, oh, I I’m gonna love you for a long time

There’s a lot to love about their Brooklyn apartment. Heated floors, for one, which is a luxury he wishes they had back in their century. 

The thing he loves the most is how at ease Bucky seems to be in their home. For a long time after he came back, there was always a wariness around him; in the tense muscle of his back, in the clench of his jaw, or the suspicion in his eyes. As they’ve settled, so has Bucky. He’s all around their apartment, from the bookshelves filled with dog-eared paperbacks and sprawling plants, to the soft blankets and candy bar wrappers that find their way stuffed between the couch cushions. This is home and Bucky is happy. 

And it makes Steve happy too.

One thing that they don’t love about their apartment is that it overlooks a small park that includes a soccer pitch — that has early morning weekend games. There’s the sharp sound of a whistle and then shouts and yells from three floors below them. 

Bucky groans, voice muffled by his pillow. “Please tell me it’s a normal time.”

“It’s just after 8am,” Steve replies.

“But it’s Sunday.” Bucky rolls over to face his boyfriend. “We need to move.”

“We love this apartment.”

“Just for the weekends then.” 

Steve's laugh is a low rumble. He’s been awake for half an hour already, happy to just listen to Bucky’s soft snoring and the sounds of their city outside until the kids and their parents slowly filtered into the park and filled it with noise. 

“Wanna go to brunch?” he suggests. Neither of them are fans of brunch but it seems to be a thing that people do in this century. Bucky likes overpriced lattes and Steve likes the pastries that always seem to be mashing up two different foods. Cronuts? He’s a big fan of those.  

Bucky lets out an irritated huff and glances towards the windows where their blinds are still closed but the early spring sun is creeping through. It’s warm under the covers and Bucky likes to spend at least forty minutes dozing on-and-off before actually getting up to face the day.

Steve likes this time too, with their legs tangled under the covers and their fingers grazing the lines of their bodies with no other intent than just to be close to one another. They talk about a lot of things, not just the plans for the day or things they want to do that week. Sometimes Bucky will ask about a memory — now less unsure than he used to be — and other times he’ll talk about something he wants to do in the future. It makes Steve’s heart leap whenever Bucky talks about months or years down the line. 

It means he’s going to stay. (Not that Steve really doubt it, but it’s nice to hear anyway.)

This morning Bucky is talking about how they used to play baseball down at the park when they were kids, but at least they had the decency not to play so early on Sunday mornings.

“That’s cos we had to go to church, Buck,” Steve reminds him. “We’d play in our Sunday clothes and get clipped around the ear.”

Bucky’s hand automatically goes to his ear at the memory and it makes Steve’s heart clench in the best way. There’s another loud whistle and Bucky groans, closing his eyes sleepily and launching into a rant about how soccer isn’t even American so why does he have to be subjected to it when he’s old and retired now.

To think that five years ago, Steve was in this new century alone. Now he has this.

“Thanks for coming back to me,” Steve says, a few minutes after Bucky’s quietened and the pull of sleep coaxes him down from his complaints.

Bucky pops an eye open and smiles.

“Thanks for coming back for me.”

#steve x bucky #stucky fic #stevebucky #ficlet #my fic #ask games #anon asks

[teeveeyou]

That episode was amazing! There was a point where I scratching my head confusing myself, because of the speculation that the little girl was little Marjan... I was like why wouldn't Marjan recognize her younger self and her best friend and family in the car, and realize it was a hallucination?? I guess we were supposed to overlook it for story's sake? Either way this was a badass episode, she is freaking awesome. The flare gun in the neck! Dude got what was coming to him. I already see people bitching about Owen saving her, but I guess they missed how it was a group effort the whole entire episode 🙄 Judd and Paul were there in person, what did they not like Owen carrying her out? Like, whatever.

And the little bit of Tarlos we got was so cute! Carlos being his investigative self. TK falling asleep on his arm again! Them conversing about Owen and sharing smiles and laughs. I'll take it. Carlos calling TK babe?? Again?? Stuffing his face with the Cronut LOL. They have a place on 5th that they frequent?? It's gonna be in fics now right? Did they really cut the Nancy/Mateo scene at the hospital? I actually don't mind, but they started it at Owen's house focusing on Nancy's reactions to Mateo being so worried about Marjan, it seemed weird not to include that scene. Oh well, I can't really say I'm invested in Nancy/Mateo enough to care what happens with them.

#911 lone star #marjan marwani #tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos #nancy gillian #mateo chavez #owen strand #judd ryder #paul strickland #season 4 #ep: road kill

[justforbooks]

Le Crookie 🥐🍪

It was 3 February when the queues started forming at Boulangerie Louvard in Paris. Even in the sort of downpour that usually empties streets, clued-up teenagers gathered outside the family-run bakery in the 9th arrondissement, desperate to get their hands on one thing: its owner Stéphane Louvard’s invention, le crookie.

It’s a crisp croissant filled with American-style cookie dough, then baked to achieve a soft, gooey centre, and a video of the Frankensteined pastry had gone viral on TikTok.

Arriving a decade after the New York-based French pastry chef Dominique Ansel revealed the recipe for his cronut, the crookie is the latest in a long line of hybrid croissant offerings to cause international fervour. “We were very surprised,” says Louvard, who now sells up to 2,200 crookies per day. “We had to hire two additional people to be able to produce the necessary quantities. It was a little stressful.”

Bakeries across Paris have now started selling them. “My local is doing it, even though it’s not very trendy at all,” says Houssine Bouchama, director of Time Out Paris. Meanwhile, from Singapore to Toronto, copycats are making their own versions. Cookie Crumble, a micro-bakery in London, has been getting orders from across the country. Rhiain Gordon, founder of Babyfaced Baker in Edinburgh tells me it’s “unusual to see any left by 10am”.

To say that cross-bred takes on classic breakfast pastries have captured public imagination is an understatement. In 2013, when Ansel first brought the cronut, with its glazed doughnut outside and flaky pastry inside, to New York, they sold out so quickly that a black market arose on advertising website Craigslist. By the time it landed in the UK in 2016, it was with so much fanfare that Londoners skipped work to try it.

A muffin-croissant hybrid, the cruffin, was next, causing such a stir at Mr. Holmes Bakehouse in San Francisco that in 2015 the recipe was reportedly stolen. Then came the croloaf (croissant dough baked in a bread tin, debuted by M&S in 2016). There have been tacros (pulled pork filled taco-shaped croissants created by San Francisco’s Vive La Tarte) and cretzels (salted pretzels made with croissant dough, by Seattle’s Coyle’s Bakeshop).

Since the global launch of TikTok in 2017, the appetite for these hybrid snacks has accelerated. In 2022, the suprême – a spiral of croissant dough stuffed with the pastry creme-filling of an Italian bomboloni doughnut – became a global sensation. Next came the croffle; croissant dough pressed in a waffle machine, popularised in South Korea by cafe chain Aufglet.

What is it about hybrid croissants that have captured global public imagination for so long? Meg Palmer, a research manager at market research agency Verve, thinks it’s because “there’s something about the merging that makes it more permissible to be indulgent”.

Pastries are also perfect for TikTok, she explains, because they look and sound great. “[In videos of] the crookie you see hands breaking through the croissant. You hear that initial crunch, and you see whether it’s got filling if it oozes out. It’s very sensorial.”

She ties the constant invention of hybrids to small businesses trying to stand out on social media. “They’re always thinking ‘what can be our hook?’ People do latch on to these trends, and they don’t just want a flat white and a croissant any more.”

Bouchama has seen the impact of this in Paris. “There’s an Americanisation of French patisserie going on; the desire to reach an international audience on TikTok,” he says.

Bakery Philippe Conticini in Islington is London’s main purveyor of novelty croissants. The chain launched in London in 2020 with classic French patisserie, but found it hard to survive.

“We’ve found we have to be creative all the time and follow the trends,” says Ludovic Carassi Del Villar, operations manager. The shop soft-launched its £5.90 crookie last week and is already getting calls demanding more.

Back in Paris, TikTokers are already moving on, says Bouchama: “Some bakeries are now experimenting with the pain au chocolat-brownie.”

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at Just for Books…?

#just for books #le crookie #crookie

[affinitystoryblog]

Affinity - Book 1: Connections Ch. 01 ROUGH DRAFT

Story: Affinity

Author: affinitystoryblog

THIS IS A WIP

Summary: Sinie's every day life is about to change when a mysterious transfer student shows up at her school...A girl who looks just like her. Csilla Beauchene is a classy, sweet, shy girl from the city that instantly connects with Sinie Castellano based on their shared necklaces that are imbued with magical properties. The girls must now find a way to awaken their powers and fight to save themselves from the evil hunting them down.

DISCLAIMER: This work is written in a simple formatted way that may be kind of hard to understand right now, but this story is going to be a webcomic so this is rly only written for me and my beta readers to understand. detail varies in areas. thank you!

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Sinie wakes up from her sleep, recalling a dream she had moments ago. It was hazy, but the vision of a woman sitting at a throne weeping. Sinie didn't know what to do about this dream, so she brushed it aside like she did for a lot of her dreams. 

She sat up from where she laid and looked at her phone. 7:15 a.m. Time to get up. Slinging her legs over the side of the bed, Sinie got dressed, brushed her hair and teeth, and put on her favorite crystal necklace.

[focus on necklace, Sinie staring at it fondly, rubbing her thumb against the gem]

"Sinie! Breakfast is ready!" Sheri, Sinie’s mom, calls from downstairs

Sinie heads downstairs and sits at the table next to her little sister Anna. Anna is already stuffing her face with pancakes, eggs, and bacon, while their father, David, sipped on his coffee while reading the news on his tablet. Anna muffled a ‘morning’ with a mouth full of food.

[introduce david and anna]

“Oh, looks like we’re going to have a blood moon coming up.” David announced, his tablet screen on an article about an upcoming blood moon.

Sinie immediately perked up. “WHAT? WHEN?? YAY!!! I’ve gotta get my crystals and tell Granny!”

Sheri set a plate of breakfast in front of Sinie and sighed,  “Sinie, honey, you know I support your interests, but you also know how my mother…Overdoes it for her ‘holidays’.”

[introduce sheri]

Sinie furrowed her brow, “I think what she does is fun.”

“It’s dangerous and I don’t want you exposed to witchcraft.” Sheri said gently, pinching Sinie’s cheek.

Sinie sighed, sulked back in her chair and poked at her food. “It’s just a little magic.” She grumbled.

“Sinie.” Sheri said firmly without looking at her daughter. What she said was final.

[panel of an awkward silence while Sinie picks at her food, annoyed, while David awkwardly sips on his coffee and Anna has a funny welp face]

After breakfast Sinie walked out the door of her house and into town. She passed many shops before she met up with her best friend Daren. 

“Morning!” He greeted

“Mornin’!” Sinie replied cheerfully

[introduce daren]

The two walked to the nearby coffee shop so they could down some coffee and donuts on their way to school. As they walked in, the girl at the counter greeted them.

"Hey, it’s my favorite Sunrise students! What'll it be today?" The server asks them.

“Morning Daisy.” Daren greeted her back. “Any specials today?” He asked.

“No special deals per say, but we do have a new pastry available.” Daisy said, pointing to the display case where many delicious looking pastries sat. 

Daren and Sinie stared at where the cashier pointed. “It’s a German chocolate cronut topped with coconut shavings and two dark chocolate bars. It’s a bit rich, but the bittersweet flavors go well with coffee; iced, cold brew, or hot.”

“Hmmm…” Daren thought, staring at the cronut. 

Sinie was practically drooling at the sight. “Daren get one and split it with me!” She said excitedly.

Daren chuckled, “You don’t want one?” They asked in amusement.

Sinie whined, “You know what bitter chocolate does to my teeth! Also I really want a mochi donut.” She had pleading eyes.

Daren smiled at his best friend and playfully rolled his eyes. “Okay fine, I do want to try it. But that means you pay for my coffee.” He winked.

Sinie nodded and smiled.

The two made their order and waited for Daisy to prepare it. 

Soon she appeared with their order,

“Alright kids! I have three mochi donuts, strawberry, yogurt, and churro for little miss Sinie along with a cinnamon cold brew coffee. And for Daren, our new german chocolate cronut and his usual hazelnut macchiato with an extra espresso shot.”

Daren and Sinie smiled to confirm their satisfaction with their order, Sinie waving goodbye to Daisy with a smitten expression. They made their way to their esteemed private school, Sunrise Academy, Sinie sipping happily on her coffee. [draw hearts around her head] 

“You know she’s too old for you.” Daren said, teasing.

 “I’m a young woman.” Sinie stated through slitted eyes

Daren scoffed a little, “Sinie you’re in high school, she’s a senior in college. We probably look like babies to her.” He took a sip of his macchiato 

She nudged him with her elbow, “Don’t act all high and mighty just because you’re already 18. We’re both in high school.” She stuck her tongue out as he chuckled at her frustration.

The two friends arrived at school, joking and laughing alongside each other, carefree. They said their goodbyes at some point as they had two different homerooms. Sinie sipped on her coffee as she walked to her locker. Once there, she got her things around for her morning classes.

Then her vision was cast in black. 

"Sinie~ Guess who!" A high pitched, bubbly voice called out.

Sinie smiled. "Elise!" 

Elise released her hands from Sinie's eyes with a giggle.

[introduce elise]

The two then walked to their homeroom class together, talking about manga. As they entered the classroom a tall, thin girl approached them.

"My darling!" She cried

"My honey!" Elise replied

The two girls embraced and rubbed noses as Sinie smiled beside them.

[introduce Heather]

"Ahem" A harsh voice broke up the sweet moment. "Are you girls supposed to be displaying PDA in the classroom?"

"Sorry Mrs Terris." The two mumbled

"And Sinie, are you supposed to have that drink? Throw it away immediately." The teacher demanded.

Sinie pouted, but chugged the rest of her coffee before throwing away the cup.

"Everyone take your seats, class is about to start." Mrs Terris commanded the students

The bell rang, morning announcements going underway. As the homeroom started, Mrs Terris looked at the class.

"So, before we start, I have my own announcement. Miss Beauchene, please come to the front of the class."

[show a figure of a girl walking to the front, don't show face]

Sinie looked up to the girl now standing in front of the class, her eyes widened, setting her sights on her. 

[show face of girl]

It was like looking in a mirror.

Everyone then looked from the girl to Sinie, thinking the same thing.

"Please introduce yourself."

"I'm Csilla Beauchene, my name is the Hungarian spelling for ‘star’ but it’s pronounced as the name Sheila. I'm new to Sunrise, but I hope we can make a lot of fond memories together." She smiled kindly and bowed slightly.

Everyone looking at Csilla now looked at Sinie again, smirking.

"Wow, she's nothing like you, Sinie." A classmate said,

Sinie and Csilla then made eye contact, Sinie feeling her heart pound

"Thank you miss Beauchene. You may take your seat." Mrs Terris said.

Csilla took her seat once again, and class started. She was a bit far from Sinie, however Sinie was too excited. She had a doppelganger! Sinie began to write in her notebook, ripping out the section and folding it up into a small square. She handed it to Elise, who was sitting next to her, urging her to toss it to Csilla. Elise gave a thumbs up in acknowledgement. Csilla was still a little ways away from Elise, however the shot landed right on the girl's desk.

Sinie and Elise made a victory sign at each other.

Csilla looked in the direction of where the paper came flying, seeing Elise and Sinie looking at her with big eyes. [in this frame, you can see Heather staring at Csilla]

Csilla opened the note and it read:

"Doppelganger! Did you steal my face?" [a little doodle in the corner of a Sinie head with no face.]

Csilla glanced back at Sinie, then to the front of the class, making eye contact with Mrs Terris as the teacher turned around, still continuing with her lecture. Once eye contact broke, Csilla wrote a reply for Sinie, taking a hair band from her wrist and using it to launch the note to Sinie. 

It landed safely in Sinie's lap.

"SCORE!" Sinie yelled.

"Miss Castellano, care to explain why you're interrupting my class?" Mrs Terris asked unamused

"Uhh..." Sinie quickly picked up her phone which was placed on her desk. "A game?" She smiled nervously.

Mrs Terris stared Sinie down for a long time. She then turned back to the board.

"Make sure you study hard on your own if you want to space out during class. I'm not going to be the one your parents yell at when you fail." She wrote on the board.

Sinie sighed, then quickly opened Csilla's reply. It read: "I'm here to steal your identity" with another doodle of Csilla herself, a little lacking in quality compared to Sinie's doodle.

Sinie laughed to herself at this reply, liking Csilla's response.

[SCENE CHANGE] 

Sinie tried to get Csilla's attention all morning, however after that initial reply, Csilla seemed to ignore her advances. It didn't help that they didn't have all their classes together.

At lunchtime, Sinie looked all around the school for Csilla. She eventually found her in the quartyard, sitting on the grass with a homemade lunchbox. 

"Csilla!" Sinie called out

She approached Csilla as Csilla took notice of her. 

"Castellano?" Csilla asked

"Wow, no one but the teachers call me by my last name." Sinie rubbed the back of her head. "But hey! Wanna have lunch with me and my friends? We usually eat in the cafeteria."

Csilla looked down at her homemade lunchbox. She looked around to make sure no one else was watching, then pulled Sinie to the side. 

"Whoa hey!" Sinie yelped

"Shh." Csilla whispered. "I know this may be weird right now, but I have to talk to you."

Csilla takes a deep breath. 

"Would you believe me if I told you I've seen you in my dreams?"

Sinie gasped, bringing her hands to her cheeks. 

"We've never met before, but I know you. I've lived your life through these dreams, your father is a hard working accountant for a small company, your mother is a preschool teacher, and you have a little sister."

Sinie gasped louder, "Are you a magic fairy!?" 

Csilla chuckled and shook her head. "No, I just have a lot of weird dreams...I've recorded all of them in my dream journal."

"Wow! I have a dream journal too! I have a lot of intense dreams and I like to know the meaning behind them, so I jot them down."

Csilla smiled. Then she looked down at what Sinie was wearing around her neck and gasped. 

She then reached into her shirt and pulled out the same exact crystal on a different necklace. Sinie also gasped seeing this, her eyes wide. She took off her choker and held it up to Csilla’s necklace. The girls held their necklaces closer together, a ringing noise beginning to make its way into their ears and the crystals began to glow. 

Cautiously both of them looked at each other, then touched fingertips. 

They suddenly both got flashes of each other's lives in their minds, all of Csilla's memories flooding into Sinie's mind and vice versa. However, there were more flashes; of two women, a village of mysterious people, a giant tree in the middle of a grove, and one of the women crying on a throne.

Once the flashes ended the girls gasped and fell to the ground. They came to their senses and stared at each other, wondering what happened. 

"So..." Sinie starts, panting a little. "Lunch with me and my friends?"

Csilla smiled.

[SCENE CHANGE]

Sinie and Csilla walk into the cafeteria, Sinie scanning the room for her friends. Then she found a small round table that they were sitting at. She urged Csilla to follow her, and Csilla did. They approached the table.

"Guys! This is Csilla! Elise, Heather, you remember her." Sinie introduced, gesturing to Csilla.

Csilla waved sheepishly.

Heather greeted the girl with open arms as Elise pulled up another chair for Csilla to sit. 

"She's new." Sinie said to Daren.

Daren stared at Csilla for a long time in awe. 

"Don't they look so much alike!" Heather interjected.

"It's like I'm looking at twins!" exclaimed Elise.

"Yeah. Wow." Daren said, almost in disbelief.

"We also have the same necklace, check it out!" Sinie cried, displaying her own necklace.

Csilla was shy about revealing her necklace at first, but pulled it out. 

"Whoa! Sinie, I thought yours was one of a kind!" Elise cried

"So did I!" Sinie replied

"I've had this since I was a baby." Csilla started. "I used to ask my parents where they got it, but they said they found me with it."

"Found you?" Daren asked.

"Yeah, I was found on the street by my parents. I'm adopted." Csilla replied.

Heather, Elise and Daren looked at each other for a moment in disbelief.

"Sinie, you're adopted too, right?” Heather asked.

Csilla then turned to Sinie with wide eyes. "You are?" She asked.

"Yeah! I was in an orphanage until I was 6, then my mom and dad adopted me. I don't know who my real parents are." Sinie shrugged.

Elise then gasped really loud and lunged herself forward onto the table. 

"Could it be!? You two are long lost twins!?"

"Come on Elise, this isn't a movie." Daren said unamused.

"YOU come on! Csilla has the same one of a kind necklace that Sinie has, and Sinie has had that necklace for as long as we've known her." Elise said

"I've had it since I was born." Sinie chimed in.

"Plus you two look TOTALLY the same!" Elise said.

Sinie and Csilla looked at each other. They then looked down at their crystal shard necklaces, then back to each other. They stared for a long time. Csilla was the first to look away. 

"It's...possible. But how did we get so far from each other? I just moved to this town from the city where I've lived my whole life. Sinie have you been here your whole life?" Csilla asked

Sinie thought for a moment. "Yep! Sometimes I still volunteer at the orphanage I lived in, it's right by the downtown park."

"Sinie likes to play with the younger kids." Heather said.

"I see..." Csilla said, thinking.

"Well, either way it is weirdly coincidental but I don’t think it’s anything fantastical at work.” Daren said, taking one last bite of his lunch.

The bell then rang, signaling lunch was over. 

"NOOO!'' Sinie cried. "I spent so much time looking for you that I didn't get a chance to eat!!" she began to cry in Csilla's bosom.

"Please, let me have some of your home cooked lunch box!"

Csilla smiled pitifully at the other girl. 

"Come one Sinie, you can eat when school is over." Daren said, gathering his things from the table.

"But i'm so hungryyyy!!" Sinie cried.

"Yes we know, you're a growing girl." Elise said, putting her lunch tray into the washable dishes pile. "But youre gonna get in trouble if you eat in the hallway, and we have to get to class."

Sinie and co walked out of the lunch room, Sinie sulking.

[SCENE CHANGE]

The day went on as normal, Sinie waving goodbye to Elise and Heather after school was over and they were heading their separate ways.

"Sorry, I have to help out at home today. I can't hang out." Daren said with an apologetic look.

"It's okay! Tell everyone I said hi!" Sinie replied.

She then took off to look for Csilla, looking around the school grounds for her once again. She walked down hallways, checking every classroom she could. She walked past the staff room, peaking in. She then spotted Csilla talking to Mrs Terris. 

"Csilla!" Sinie called out loudly into the room.

Everyone in the vicinity jumped, and teachers jumped on the chance to scold Sinie for her behavior. Csilla said her goodbyes to Mrs Terris and came over to Sinie. 

"Is something wrong?" She asked

.

The two walked away from the staff room.

"Nope! I was just gonna ask if you were free today." Sinie chirped

.

"Well, my papa told me to come straight home after school today, but I don't mind playing hooky." Csilla smiled.

"You seem so prim and proper, you sure you wanna disobey your dad?" Sinie said

Csilla giggled. "I just like to have fun. So what's up?"

"Well...I was hoping you'd go somewhere with me. I think...we can get some answers."

"Answers?"

"About us." Sinie looked her in the eyes.

Csilla stared back, then nodded. She followed Sinie out of school and down the roads and streets. The two walked for a few blocks before they came into a small neighborhood.

"Are we meeting someone?" Csilla asked.

"Yeah!" Sinie replied. "You're gonna love her."

Csilla felt a bit nervous, but pushed those feelings down.

The two came up one of the homes' driveway

 [show house]

Sinie knocked loudly on the door. 

A large, old woman answered the door.

"Sunshine!" She exclaimed with her arms open. 

"Granny Witch!" Sinie cried, embracing the old woman.

[introduce Granny]

"I haven't seen you in a while, you grow more beautiful every day." Granny Witch smiled tenderly. 

The old woman then noticed Csilla.

"And who do we have here?"

"Ah, Granny, this is Csilla! She's new in town!"

Csilla curtsied and said her greetings.

Granny Witch whistled at her sophisticated greeting. 

"Hello Csilla. You can call me Granny if you like." She smiled, then turned to Sinie. "So what brings you to me sunshine?"

"Actually granny...we wanted to know if you could help us." Sinie said shyly

"Is someone bothering you two?" She asked.

Sinie giggled. "No, nothing like that. Besides, I think Elise and Daren would beat up anyone who messed with me." She said proudly.

"Actually, it's a little more...complicated." Csilla spoke, pulling out her necklace. 

Granny Witch looked closely at the crystal shard, then to Sinie’s choker.

. 

"Come on in, I'll make you two some tea."

Sinie and Csilla walked into the home, smelling of incense.

[show interior of home]

The two sit down on the couch, a small gray cat jumping onto Sinie's lap.

"Starlight!" Sinie exclaimed, petting the cat.

Csilla scratched under the cat's chin, smiling.

“A beautiful cat." She said tenderly.

"Do you like cats?" Sinie asked.

"My best friend is a cat." She said confidently, then suddenly felt shy, "I know that's kind of weird, but I don't really have any other friends."

"What?"

"All the other girls in my circle just kinda thought I was weird and stopped talking to me eventually." Csilla said nonchalantly

"That's so sad..." Sinie weeped.

“It's fine. Rosemary keeps me genuine company." Csilla smiled.

Granny then came into the living room with a tray of tea with cream, sugar, and lemon slices. She set them down on the coffee table in between the two rococo couches. 

"So, what exactly has you two troubled?" Granny asked after sitting down on the opposite couch.

"Granny, could we be lost twins?" Sinie asked suddenly. "I mean, we're both adopted and have the same necklace. Plus we look exactly alike! It's the only logical explanation!"

Granny thought for a moment. 

"It's possible, and seems like the logical solution, albeit a little far fetched."

"Do you know if we were ever separated at birth?" Csilla asked.

"I don't. When David and Sheri adopted Sinie, she was all alone at the orphanage. She had no other siblings...how were you adopted?"

Csilla explained her story.

"I see." Granny nodded. "May I see your necklaces?"

Sinie took her necklace off without hesitation, while Csilla hesitated a bit. She gripped her necklace and looked at Sinie. Sinie only smiled at her, convincing Csilla to trust her.

Granny took the two necklaces and examined them. she noticed the mysterious shine they seemed to emit. She then held the crystals close to her heart and was silent for a long time. When she finally opened her eyes she looked at the two girls.

"I cannot give you the answers you seek, however I will give you this: there are mystical properties about these gems. I noticed the power in your necklace long ago, Sinie, and to find out there is another piece to this crystal leads me to believe your meeting was nothing short of fate."

"Granny is sensitive to the mystics of the world. It’s why I call her ‘Granny Witch’" Sinie whispered to Csilla. 

Granny handed the girls their necklaces back.

"I don't know what exactly this means, but I think this may be the start of your destinies."

"Destiny?" Csilla asked.

"What that destiny is, I cannot tell you. But Csilla, you were brought to Sinie for a reason. And maybe that reason is about to unfold."

The girls stared in wonder at the old woman.

"Whatever happens, however, I want you two to do what you think is right and never lose sight of each other."

The two concluded their meeting with Granny, waving goodbye at the door and heading to the bus stop.

"Are you sure youll be okay not going home right away?" Sinie asked,

"I think this will be worth the lecture I'll get." Csilla replied. She then looked down to the necklace in her hand, "I never thought my necklace could have mystical properties."

Sinie held up her necklace to the setting sun, looking at the iridescent gem. 

"I never thought mine did either. I've never had magical power before."

"Aside from my weird dreams, neither have I." Csilla replied.

They reached the bus stop.

"You know your new address?" Sinie asked.

"Yes, I memorized it before we even moved. I think if I GPS it, I can work around the bus stops. I'll be home before you know it!" Csilla smiled.

.

Sinie smiled back and, just as they were about to say their goodbyes, an explosion came from around the corner. 

The two girls screamed as the smoke from the explosion began to fill the air. They covered their mouths, coughing from the smoke.

"What was that!?" Csilla cried

"I don't know, but we have to go!" Sinie replied. 

Then, before they could do anything else, the two were bound by ropes, crashing them to the ground. They looked through the smoke and saw two feminine figures walking towards them with ropes. As the smoke cleared, the two revealed themselves as two impish looking women.

The girls stared wide eyed at this. Fire appeared behind the women making her way towards them, only frightening the girls more. 

The imps stopped in front of the girls who were trembling. 

“Wow Calysta, that was much easier than we thought, these mortals are completely harmless.” The taller one cooed.

The chunkier, stout imp giggled. “They’re powerless, Myrtha! They have no magic!” She sang.

Myrtha clicked her tongue. “Tsk tsk tsk, looks like the mortal realm really does kill magic. All the more reason it deserves to go.”

Sinie and Csilla trembled, however Sinie tried to struggle free. 

“What do you want with us!?” She demanded.

“Oooh, she’s got spirit!” Myrtha cooed again.

She reached down to grab Sinie’s necklace.

“Don’t touch her!” Csilla cried.

Myrtha looked to Csilla with a bored expression. Then pivoted her way to face the girl. Csilla was trembling and terrified and had tears in her eyes. Myrtha grinned devilishly then stood up. 

“Well, this mission was way too easy and frankly, I’m disappointed.” She snapped her fingers.

From her side came another woman with a mask covering her face. She was completely silent as she crouched down to the girls and held her hands out to their chests.

Then, out of nowhere, a scimitar flew through the air and caused the masked woman to distance herself from the girls.  The masked woman looked at the sword and then to the other woman that appeared before her, standing in front of Sinie and Csilla.. The new figure stood there as the smoke cleared, the girls catching what she looked like; tall, wide hips, dark skin, and black hair tied into two buns with long side bangs hanging down. 

She turned to the girls, grabbing her scimitar first, then taking both Sinie and Csilla in each arm, picking them up and leaping into the air. The girls screamed as more rope flew at them. The new woman landed on a tall building, at least as tall as buildings were going to get in this part of town, and set the girls down. She cut the ropes binding the girls.

She said nothing as she grabbed both swords at her hips and took a battle stance. The two imps found them and threw more of their black ropes at them. The woman helping the girls let one of the ropes slither around her wrist then struck one of her blades into the rope to pin it to the ground, taking the rope in her hands and pulling Myrtha towards her. 

Myrtha yelped as she was yanked forward. She reached to her side and pulled out a sort of mini trident. She swung at the woman, but was immediately punched in the face and sent flying.

Calysta winced. 

"Yeah! Get her!" Sinie shouted.

"Sinie!" Csilla cried.

Calysta went to help out her fellow imp, fighting the woman on the rooftop. 

"Sinie, what's going on?!" Csilla cried

"I don't know, but it's awesome!" Sinie replied

"Awesome!?" Csilla cried again.

"I mean, it's scary ‘cause I think we were almost kidnapped, but we were rescued!"

Then, Sinie felt a tap on her shoulder. The girls turned around to see the third woman, the masked woman, behind them. She waved a little at them before giving a sort of “magic fingers” motion with her hands, her hands starting to glow.

Csilla winced in fear. 

“Uhhh, hey lady! We could use your help again!” Sinie called out to the woman who saved them, holding Csilla in her arms.

The woman was knocked back by the imps, her arms up in a block. She looked back to the masked woman who was about to use her powers on the girls, then back to her opponents. She then grabbed at Calysta’s ropes the imp flung at her and swung Calysta around, the imp colliding with her sister and the two flying into the masked woman, putting the three of them in a pile on the rooftop.

"Yea woohoo!" Sinie cheered.

The masked woman shoved the imps off of her, Calysta complaining that she could be more gentle. The masked woman stood up. She began to manifest glowing “needles” through her fingertips, the needles growing long and sharp at the tip of her fingertips. (picture this like claws) She lunged at the other woman, the woman putting up both her scimitars in defense. The two went at it, sparks flying between them. 

“Yeah!! Get her!!” Sinie cheered while Csilla covered her eyes in fear, peeking through her fingers.

Then, Calysta snuck up on the girls and grabbed Sinie from behind, Sinie crying out. Csilla shoved the imp off of her friend and dodged Myrtha from her side. The girls began to run around the rooftop in order to escape the imps. (draw this in a simpler, silly style)

“Hey lady, we could use your help again!” Sinie cried out

“Fight to protect yourself!" The woman shouted, not taking her eyes off her opponent, still evenly matched with her.

"Fight!?" Csilla cried.

"How do we fight?" Sinie asked.

"Use the power inside you! Your crystals!"

Sinie looked down at her necklace which was resonating. She gripped it in her hand, concentrating on the power. She felt pulsing through her veins. However, just before she could tap into that power, she heard Csilla scream.

Turning to the noise, she saw the imps had captured Csilla in their ropes. At the same time ropes came around her own body, and she collapsed to the ground. 

She began to wriggle around, struggling to free herself. She looked onto Csilla who was also on the ground, visibly trembling as the smaller imp crouched down at her side with a devilish grin. From her peripheral vision she noticed the lanky imp power walking towards her with an expression that made Sinie’s stomach sink.

“H-Hey! I tried but I could really use your help right now!!” Sinie cried, worry clear in her voice.

The warrior woman saw the two girls struggling, ready to be captured. “Shit!” She mumbled but in her distraction she was knocked to the ground by the masked woman. The masked woman slashed her claws at the other woman, however the warrior used her scimitar as a shield.  "Use your power! Fight!" She shouted amidst trying to ward off the masked woman.

"Sinie...!" Csilla had tears in her eyes now.

Sinie looked back down at her crystal necklace, it was glowing. She concentrated on the feeling she felt a few moments ago, and felt the power surge through her veins.

"I feel it!" She shouted.

"Feel it in your heart! You'll hear the words!" The warrior woman shouted back.

Sinie concentrated harder, and then suddenly her eyes were aglow, and she seemed to radiate light. breaking free of the ropes, a light suddenly surrounded her. 

[draw magical girl transformation]

Sinie looked down at herself, in a completely new outfit.

[full body view of her dress]

"Sinie..." Csilla gawked at her new friend in dazzling awe.

Everyone stood still for a moment in amazement (draw sweat drops on masked woman and myrtha and calysta with panicked expressions)

“She’s harnessed the power of her crystal…” Myrtha grumbled.

“Let’s just take the one who hasn’t yet and get out of here!” Calysta tugged on her sister’s arm.

Myrtha nodded, pulling a key from her bosom. She held the key in the air as it began to grow and sprout giant wings and grow into a long staff. The wings stretched out and had a sort of a galaxy pattern, as if the wings were a window to the universe.

Csilla looked horrified as Calysta dragged her closer to the portal.

"Don't just stand there, save her!" The woman shouted, taking advantage of the distraction she pushed the masked woman off of her.

"But how?!" Sinie cried, "I don't know how to fight!"

"Use your power!" The woman said back

"Sinie!" Csilla cried out to her friend.

Sinie balled her fist, then felt the energy of the crystal, it was still around her neck. she breathed in and out, summoning a sword from the crystal's light.

The imps began to retreat with Csilla, however Sinie was a fast runner, and caught up to them. With her sword she slashed at them, causing them to drop Csilla and dodge the attack. Sinie grabbed Csilla and took her to the other side of the rooftop. She then cut the other girl’s ropes.

"Sinie!” Csilla wrapped her arms around Sinie, Sinie holding her back. “What happened?" Csilla asked in awe.

"I don't know! But, Csilla, I think you can do it too!"

"How?"

"Feel the power in your crystal! Concentrate!"

Myrtha balled her hand into a fist and growled. “Grrr, this is so annoying! Why don’t you little heathens come quietly and we won’t make this any harder.” 

Myrtha’s shadow then began to twist and coil, taking form out of the ground and manifested into a dark shadow creature. 

Calysta giggled, “Oh are we going to beat them up?” She clapped, “Can I, Sissy, can I?” She asked excitedly. Her expression turned sinister as her eyes turned black and her aura manifested dark energy, forming around her body as armor.

Csilla looked horrified while Sinie looked amazed.

“Ready Csilla?” Sinie asked, looking down at the girl she had rescued.

Csilla’s eyes darted from the imps who were now using their own magic, to the women fighting each other, and to Sinie. She was terrified.

Sinie’s expression twisted into a sort of confused sadness. She shook her head, "I’ll fight them off while you figure it out!" Sinie said, charging at the imp sisters.

Unfortunately she was hardly any match for them. She was getting her butt kicked. (draw various panels of Myrtha and Calysta beating her up)

Csilla did her best to calm her nerves and concentrate on the power in her crystal. She began to sweat, her hands trembling as she held the crystal shard in her hand.

"Power....Feel the power..." Her voice also trembled.

The warrior woman glanced at Csilla who was struggling to harness her power, and in this distraction the masked woman knocked her weapons from her hands and kicked the woman to the ground.

Sinie was also not doing so hot, knocked to the ground, sword knocked out of her hands. 

“Enough of this!” Myrtha groaned. “You!” She pointed to the masked woman. “Get this over with.”

The masked woman walked over to Sinie and crouched over her, pinning the girl to the ground with her knees on her shoulders. SInie groaned under her (draw her beat up). Then the masked woman placed her hand over Sinie’s chest and began to extract a bright light, causing Sinie to scream out in pain.

The sight scared Csilla, but ultimately triggered a fight or flight response, in which case she chose to fight. “NO!!”  She cried, her eyes began to glow, as well as her body. a powerful light exploded on the rooftop.

[draw magical girl transformation]

[draw her looking elegant and cool with a full body view of her outfit]

Everyone was shocked, however Myrtha was particularly annoyed while Calysta seemed panicked. 

“Dammit!” Myrtha mumbled under her breath

Csilla then formed her own sword and in one swoosh created a blast of energy to knock down the masked woman and the imps. She walked toward Sinie and helped her up, the warrior woman taking their side, still on the defensive for the others.

"Whoa!" Sinie had starry eyes, "You look so cool!"

"Hehe thanks."

Csilla then looked serious and determined, pointing her sword to their attackers. 

“Sissy, I think we should report this…” Calysta whispered to her sister.

Myrtha clicked her tongue. She tapped her foot on the ground rapidly in irritation. “Abort mission. Report back to the goddess.” Her shadow creature disappeared back into her shadow while Calysta and the masked woman disarmed. Myrtha looked back as she put her hand on the staff, a slight smirk on her face. “Play again.” She said in a sinister voice

The three escaped, the wings that were still there swallowed up the three and then coiled into itself until it disappeared into thin air.

The three left on the roof hopped down onto the sidewalk, noticing people had gathered around a large fire in the park behind the bus stop, as well as a fire truck. Sinie and Csilla's magic wore off and they detransformed, causing the two to be very tired.

The warrior woman approached them. “You two barely managed to get out of that." She said to them.

Sinie pointed, "Hey you were no better! If it weren't for Csilla we'd all be toast."

The woman put her hands on her hips and glared at Sinie.

"Excuse me miss, but...what exactly just happened?" Csilla said, gripping her necklace.

The woman opened her mouth, but was interrupted by the voice of a man.

"Csilla?!"

Csilla turned to see her father getting out of his car and approaching her. 

"Papa?!" 

Her father ran up to her and hugged her close.

[introduce Richard]

"Young lady, why didn't you come home right after school? What are you doing so close to this fire?!"

"Um..." Csilla looked down.

Sinie looked back, hoping the woman would address Csilla's father, but the woman was gone. 

"Um," Sinie spoke up. "I’m sorry sir, but it's my fault..."

Richard glared at Sinie for a second, but once he saw how alike she looked to his own daughter he was taken aback. He began to stammer for words, but Csilla spoke up

"This is my friend, Sinie. We met today at school.” She then downcast her eyes. “I'm sorry Papa…I disobeyed you to come home after school and instead went out with a friend. I will take full responsibility." She hung her head.

Richard, confused more than anything, decided to let Csilla off the hook with just a scolding and offered Sinie a ride, away from the fire.

Sinie declined his offer, saying that she knew a way home that was away from the accident. 

Csilla went home with her father in his fancy car, while Sinie ran home to her own family.

[show outside of home]

She walked in the door, her sister immediately announcing her arrival. 

"Sinie?! Oh my god are you okay!?" Sheri cried, running up to her daughter.

"Yeah I'm fine. Why?" She forced a smile.

"Steph called me and told me there was a big fire on your route home from school. You didn't get caught up in that did you?"

Sinie figured she shouldn't tell her mom about all the things that just happened, and shook her head. 

"Your uniform is so dirty, are you sure you're okay?" Sheri asked, still frantic.

"Oh yeah, Daren and I were just, um, wrestling earlier is all." She smiled awkwardly.

Sheri sighed. "You're going to get in trouble for rough housing on school grounds one of these days young lady. And how many times have I told you not to dirty your uniform? They aren't cheap."

Sinie nodded as her mother went on, tuning her out. She looked down at her necklace. It no longer held that glow, but Sinie could still feel the power pulsating through it when she held it.

[end Chapter 1] 

#ocs #original story #original content #original writing #chapter wip #chapter rough draft #rough draft #wip #work in progress #magical girl #mahou shoujo #shoujo #magical powers #fantasy #miko writes

[sugdenlovesdingle]

Carlos in glasses!

And stuffing his face with cronuts. I see you stress eating Carlos.

#911 lone star

[starspangledsoldiers]

tk sleeping on carlos's shoulder. carlos's reading glasses. carlos stuffing his face with a cronut because he HONGRY.

#lindsay watches 911 ls #911 ls #text

[jellycatpumpkin]

1, 10, and 18 😋

1 - favorite food?

Tbh I'm such a foodie that I have too many faves! But if I had to pick, fave sweet food is prolly a cronut, I mean a deep fried croissant? You're kidding me. My ideal filling would be one of three: a lemon cream and curd, Nutella and strawberries or peanut butter and jelly. Or just give me a whole chocolate cake (I have a pretty big fantasy of eating a whole cake on my hands and knees LMAO)

In terms of savory food, for snacks I like char siu buns, and meals I think like some kind of pulled BBQ meat with mashed potato's, crispy onions and crispy or creamy-cheesy veg like broccoli/ cauliflower cheese. Or a really good pork tonkatsu or chicken katsu curry (I have way too many faves foods I'm sorry haha) oh and bahn mi!!!!!!! Amazing!!!!!!!

I also love watermelon mint and feta salad that is 👌👌👌👌 on a hot day haha

10 - do I fantasise about instant weight gain?

Ooooooooooo yeah lol, I'm really impatient and before, during and after any stuffings I like to fully measure and weigh my self to see how much I've grown, and then do it again the next day to see how much of it stays on as actual chub! So to just like have some drink where I just get softer immediately yesyesyesyes

I also have a bigggggg thing for button popping so if that happened to me I'd just die of joy 🤣

18 - what's the biggest I could imagine being?

I can't say an exact number bc I know weight looks wayyyyy different on different people, and despite being like over 200lbs (now approx 237) I feel like i don't *look* over 200lbs bc I have a lot of old muscle, but I defo want a LOT more chub than I have now. I kind of want to say like 250-270 but at that point might as well aim for 300............

I know I'd never my mobility to take a hit and ngl when I have more money and get serious about gaining I'd like to do quite a bit of weight lifting on the side and a bit of cardio to not just keep my mobility but also bc being a bear is just 😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰

And also gotta be able to pick up the mutual gainer homies!!!!!!!!!!

[imaf00die777]

#dominique ansel #Dominique ansel bakery #cronuts #pretty food #food blog #stuffed cronuts #yummy #yum #good eating #@foodagramerz #sweets #sugar #treats #treat

[mitsukiis]

... Please make me a cronut. I want to try one.

{♭} – “I ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪᴛ... Yᴜᴋɪ﹣sᴀɴ, I’ʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴᴇ! Oғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ...ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ·ᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ..”

#what cronuts? #everyone gets a cronut #yuki starts stuffing them in his pockets #resontasia

[wanna-bee-sk1nny]

Food bucket list

For when and if I recover and travel

Btw some of the headings are more specific than others bc I have lots of food from that specific place.

South America

Brigadeiros from Brazil

Tembleque from Puerto Rico

Asia

Mango sticky rice from Thailand

Roti Sai May from Thailand

Yakgwa from South Korea

Che ba mau (I actually had a dream about this one) from Vietnam

Singapore

McDonalds strawberry shortcake McFlurry

McDonalds mudpie McFlurry

Sourbombe artisanal donuts

Yugoslavia Bakery

Chu and Co

Creamery Botique Ice Creams

Birds of Paradise Gelato

Dessert bowl

Kaya toast

Haianese chicken rice

Oyster omlette

BBQ stingray

Nyonya Kueh from HarriAnns Nonya Table

Chendol from Cendol Geylang Serai

Ice cream block sandwich from the pushcarts with red umbrellas

Durian puffs

Satay stuff

Tekka centre

Japan

Fugu

Soufflé pancakes

Europe

Toblerone McFlurry from Denmark

Stroopwafel McFlurry from The Netherlands

Chimney cakes from Hungary

Skyr from Iceland

Syrniki from Russia

Greek yoghurt from Greece

London

Snowflake luxury gelato

Chin Chin Labs gelato

Full Vegan English breakfast from Gallery Cafe

Yogland

Mamasons Dirty Ice Cream

Blondie's Kitchen

Poptatas Fries

Wheelcake Island

Australia / Home-made

Stroopwafel - 9.5/10

Watermelon soft serve - 6/10

Ice cream cannoli - 9/10

Burgers dipped in cheese from Burger Point, Sydney

Baked custard

Pumpkin spiced latte from Starbucks

Cookie dough from Get Chunky

Doughnut Time in South Brisbane or Burleigh Heads

Daniel's Donuts in Melbourne

Matcha Mylkbar in Melbourne

California

Portillo's cake shake

A hotter-chocolate from Bombobar

Halo Top LA

Primo's donuts

Randy's donuts

Mashti Malone's Ice Cream

Wanderlust Creamery

Sushi donut from Project Poke

Crêpe cake from Lady M

Pho burrito from Komodo LA

New York

Wheel cakes from Catmint Wheel Cakes at The Queens Night Market, NY

Malaysian egg burger from The Malaysia Project at The Queens Night Market

Dominique Ansel cronuts

Mochi donuts from Alimama in NYC

Levains Bakery chocolate chip walnut cookies in NYC

Smorgasburg street food

Funnel cake ice cream sandwich from American Cut

Gnocchi stuffed sandwich from Luzzo's La Pizza Napoletana, NYC

Milk and Cream Cereal Bar

New Jersey

The side-show shake from Coney Waffle

Corn dogs from Mochinut

Frozen custard from Kohr's Frozen Custard

Canada

Queues De Castor beaver tails from the Quebec Winter Carnival

Poutine

Maple taffy from the Quebec Winter Carnival

Turkey

Baklava from Güllüoğlu

Macun candy

Simit

Chai tea

Adana kebab

Kunefe

Pide

Iskender kebab

Cağ kebab

Manisa kebab

Döner kebab

Yuvalama

Tantuni

Küşleme

Beyran

Boza

Ali Nazik kebap

Tepsi kebab

Kuru Fasulye

Pilav rice

Kaymak

Katmer (with milk)

Menemen

Midye Dolma

Cantik

Kokoretsi

Börek

Gözleme

Şambali

Dondurma

Buffalo milk with honey

Çiğ Köfte

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[writethelifeyouwant]

Dean and Crowley's Summer of Love

Summary: Sam wants his brother back, and Crowley’s willing to make a deal.

Pairing: Mooseley (Sam x Crowley) / Wincest (Sam x Dean) Rating: 18+ Tags: crack, omegaverse, Alpha!Crowley, Omega!Sam, Demon!Dean, mentions of Wincest Word Count: 650 Created for: @spnkinkbingo - Mooseley | @spnabobingo - Small Statured Alpha | @j3bingo - Cronut

A/N: Unbeta’d. This is basically nonsense, I don’t know what I can say to defend this. I blame kink bingo.

“Stop messin’ around Crowley!” Sam growled. “I want my brother back!”

“Oh, Moosey,” Crowley tutted mournfully, “I’m afraid that’s a rather tall order, even for you,” the shorter man smirked.

“Come on, you’re the King of Hell,” Sam rolled his eyes. “You’re a demon – make me a deal.”

“Oh, I like the sound of that,” Dean grinned maliciously from his seat at the bar, knocking back another whiskey.

“You, want a deal for that?” Crowley checked incredulously, pointing at Dean, who was now stuffing a cronut into his mouth. “Hardly even worth a year of someone’s life if we’re honest,” he muttered, more to himself than Sam.

“Make me a deal, Crowley,” Sam threatened, clicking the safety off the Colt. Crowley didn’t look at all concerned by the increased threat of being shot. Instead, a cold mirth slunk over his face, which Sam tried very hard not to let unnerve him.

“Dean, darling,” Crowley simpered, turning to his compatriot. “Do you recall that offer you made me a few weeks ago? About sharing your toys?” Crowley’s eyebrow quirked and Dean’s face lit up with a nasty kind of glee that scared Sam more than anything else that had happened so far that night.

“Have at ‘im, man,” Dean made a sweeping gesture in Sam’s direction before reaching for another cronut.

“Well then, here’s your deal Samantha. You and I have a little ménage à deux, and then you can run after your brother for as long as he’ll have you – no more interference from little old me.” Crowley smiled wickedly.

“I– what?” Sam hadn’t grasped at all what Crowley was asking of him.

“He wants to mount you, baby bro,” Dean spoke up to clarify, the same wicked happiness in his face as Crowley’s. “Bump uglies, twerk and tie, going down to knot-tow–”

“Yes, I think that’s quite enough from you, cronut face,” Crowley cut across Dean, irritatedly, then turned back to Sam. “So, whaddyou say, Moose?”

“Wait, you’re an Alpha?” Sam finally lands on this question, out of all the ones flying around his head. He was having trouble comprehending the concept that Crowley wanted to fuck him, let alone fuck him in exchange for giving him Dean back – who was usually the one doing the fucking and the knotting with Sam.

“Yes, Sam, I am an Alpha,” Crowley huffed, mildly offended.

“It was part of his demon deal,” Dean laughed. “What’s the point of selling your soul for an extra big cock if you’re the one taking it up the ass anyhow?” Crowley shot Dean a wounded look and Sam tried hard to fight back a laugh.

“So,” Sam choked on another chuckle and cleared his throat to try again. “Let me get this straight,” Dean snorted at the unintentional pun and Sam steadfastly ignored him. “I sleep with you, you give me Dean back?”

“With a bow on top,” Crowley grinned.

Sam considered his options for a few moments and then shrugged, clicking the safety back on his gun and setting it on the table. He walked over to where Dean was sitting at the bar, holding his gaze as he poured himself a large measure of whiskey and shooting it back in one. Still keeping eye contact with Dean, Sam reached for his belt and undid it swiftly, pushing down his jeans and boxers in one go and leaning against the barstool next to his brother so his ass was at a better height for Crowley’s shorter stature.

“You trying to make me jealous, Sammy?” Dean smirked down at Sam as Crowley sauntered up behind him, undoing his own trousers. Sam smiled back at Dean, doing his best to ignore Crowley, who was starting to finger him open with spit slick fingers.

“I know you miss this, Dean. And I already told you, I’m gonna do whatever it takes to get you back.”

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[gleeincorrectquotes]

Rachel : I’m too depressed to eat.

Blaine : [Stuffing a cronut into his mouth] Yeah, wish depression had that effect on me..

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