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kaisfruit · 5 months

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Hiiii loved your first first about kai!

Could I request a one shot or headcanon about each of the ninja and how they would pleasure a fem!reader pls?

How they pleasure you | All ninja x fem!reader headcanons

a/n: omg tysm for my first ask <3 this is like,,one of the few times ive ever written nsfw so!! i hope its okay :3 also im gonna leave out lloyd cuz ik technically he's an adult but idk it's still a bit weird imo warnings: nsfw under the cut (duh),cunnilingus (cole, zane, nya) , slight size kink mention in cole's part, degradation in kai's part, inappropriate usage of elemental ability (jay), umm thats all i can think of im srry if i missed anything ^^

Cole

Ugh idec he's a big guy. is that a collective hc that the whole fandom can agree on? i think so

def uses that size to his advantage when y'all are alone together

I'm talking like MANHANDLING

only if u ask tho cuz cmon we all know he is such a caring guy he would always take your wants and boundaries into account

okay, my horrible down bad size kink out of the way-

mans has a big appetite (wink wink)

goes down on you like no other. like, he treats your pussy like it's breakfast, lunch, dinner, AND DESSERT babes

there would be no breaks with him. i cant say this enough, but he is eating you out like a man starved

overstimulation bound to happen srry i dont make the rules

he would NOT ask for anything in return

this man is the biggest giver when it comes to sex oh my lorddd

you're in charge but like he is if you know what i mean?

like he does what he knows you love, but on his own terms

ur in the bed and he's just instantly pinning you down yk using that strength of his, spreading your legs as far as the can go, and boom diving in head first

srry i could fill up like 3 posts of just cole eating you out im that passionate abt this topic

Kai

Plays with your pleasure like it's a damn toy

This man is the biggest tease ever

Though, his teasing does lean a bit towards minor body worshipping bc he's just everywhere

Marking you up with hickeys wherever he can get his damn mouth

Hands? can barely keep track of their movements. One second they're playing with your tits the next he's two fingers deep in your pussy

Let's just say he's taking his time here just to make the actual sex feel absolutely amazing on your end

But rlly it gets him going seeing you all whiny beneath him at his never ending touches

it's a win-win if you think about it

THAT DAMN MOUTH.

kai is not the guy for u if ur not down for a bit of degradation because DAMN

he has to come second place to jay in the yapping awards bc he's always saying smthn during the act

he pays attention though. listens or feels your reactions to every filthy thing he whispers to you.

absolutely ruins u for anyone else. gl w this man yall <3

Zane

He is so damn PRECISE??

Like, how does he know exactly how to touch you in that spot in order to get that reaction?

LOVES i mean like absolutely LOVES fingering you

being able to watch you come undone on just his fingers? god it is everything to him

will also add his tongue into the mix bc even tho hes a robot he cannot get enough of ur taste

just so calculated w every movement

bro made sex into a science 😭😭

tells you how good you're doing for him, how perfect you look, etc.

loves praising you bc it's the honest truth of how he feels about you

tbh 50% of the pleasure he gives u is from the pure love u can feel with every slight touch, every kiss, everything

soft dom vibes iykwim

REFUSES to even try to get himself off if he hasnt attended to you first

also an extreme giver like

he would get rid of entire body parts if it meant making u feel even better during sex

okay thats hyperbole but like

this nindroid has so much love in his robot heart for u and he needs u to KNOWWWW

Nya

A GIRL'S GIRL U ALREADY KNOW WHAT IT IS

she has all of these boys BEAT when it comes to pleasuring u bc of her same gender advantage

her head will stay in between your legs until you are absolutely SCREAMING her name

that fact fills her with immense amounts of pride btw

i see her as giving u a good mix of gentle and rough touches that like come together to make the most intense feeling ever??? if that makes sense

she's so good w her mouth like,,,everywhere

her favorite place to have her mouth is on ur pussy ofc, but she could also give a vampire a run for their money with how attached to ur neck she is

marks litter your neck

she's so good at finding that one little sweet spot that makes your body squirm

tends to multitask as well

like if she's currently a knuckle deep in your hole then you can also probably find her mouth licking and sucking at one of your nipples

everything she does to you is just so confusing in the best way possible

Jay

everything with him is just so fast-paced

he barely gives you any time to catch your breath in between anything

just one thing after another with jay

it mostly comes from his overzealous nature

your body makes him feel like a kid in a candy store im not even gonna lie. there's so much he could be doing he doesn't even know where to start

constantly talking. what did you expect from the motormouth himself?

half of it's mumbles of how gorgeous or how breathtaking you are and the other half is just downright filthy

honestly that second part would be such a turn on cuz u wouldn't have expected it from jay

the first time he used his element on you it was an accident

he didn't even realized it happened at first. he felt you jolt at the sensation and his first instinct was to apologize instantly, but he never even had a chance as he felt how you clenched down on his fingers and the moan u let out would forever be ingrained in his brain

from that point on, he's constantly looking for the best opportunity to let the smallest current just give a little tingle to your skin

jay really knows how to keep things interesting <3

#ninjago x reader #ninjago #ninjago headcanons #kai x reader #jay walker x reader #nya x reader #cole x reader #zane x reader #zane julien #jay walker #nya smith #kai smith #cole brookstone #nya jiang #kai jiang #jay x reader #fem reader

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skymagpie · 4 months

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I recently read "The Last Guardian" and I am absolutely delighted by it, I feel like when it comes to Khadgar content this is a huge "must read" because the whole book is just so good-natured despite the fact that this sets off a never-ending series of deeply traumatizing events for Khadgar.

Here's some things that canonically happen in this book and that I just found so endearing or fun:

The Kirin Tor literally sends Khadgar off to Medivh because Khadgar kept wandering the halls of the Violet Citadel at night and being so nosy that he caught his professors on drinking binges, sleeping with students or trying to summon demons. Medivh knows that they sent him here hoping he dies because he knows too much.

Khadgar rambling and babbling and being delightfully awkward

Khadgar forgets how to talk when he meets Medivh and makes some strange sound to which Medivh asks Moroes if "the lad is ill."

Medivh having scheduled times for breakfast, lunch and dinner and keeping to them. Also he and Khadgar are just eating porridge with sausages for breakfast every day when he is around.

Khadgar having his inscription set with him that he carries all neatly packaged and tidied up, even though he is this scruffy dirty looking teen boy.

Lothar and Medivh both have this dad relationship with Khadgar, but Lothar is like the cool supportive dad who would take you to a soccer game and would support you at pride with the wrong flag.

During this particularly deep conversation about time and space, Medivh encourages Khadgar to have a bit of wine, Khadgar gets a little tipsy and then Medivh encourages Khadgar to live a little and try to levitate e mug with his magic even though he has been drinking - naturally it ends with Khadgar cleaning the floor afterwards.

When Medivh falls into a coma after their demon encounter at Stormwind, he entrusts Khadgar with handling his mail and Khadgar spends most of his free time sitting next to Medivh's bed and reading him the mail - especially the funny parts.

In the same situation when Medivh wakes up, he sees the startled Khadgar on the floor (after a vision of Sargeras) and softly asks him why he didn't ask Moroes to set up a bed for him there if he wanted to stay in his room.

Khadgar goes very quickly from "Guardian! There is an ORC in the tower!!!" to "Garona is my friend :)"

Khadgar and Garona spend a lot of time rebuilding the library after Garon thrashes the place in order to save Khadgar's life. They make a makeshift woodwork station in the stables outside Karazhan.

Khadgar has like a lowkey puppy crush on Garona and this is actually innocently cute.

Khadgar and Garona on the road when they flee from Medivh is such a nice sequence because they protect each other (from the orcs and humans who would hurt the other one) and also about the fact that they feel betrayed by Medivh. Also Khadgar just wants her to like and trust him 😭

Lothar gets Garona to wear the Stormwind armor by telling her that it matches her eyes and that Khadgar will wear it - and then Khadgar also tells her it matches her eyes and she looks good in it. Lothar using elementary school level tactics to get them to wear the Stormwind armor is so funny.

I just feel like this book was really fun and the pacing of the story was great between building up Medivh as an antagonist who genuinely cared for Khadgar, solving the murder-mystery around him and had the right amount of just daily domestic stuff between Khadgar and him and Khadgar and Garona. Not to mention the excellent parallels between Medivh losing his youth and waking up as an old man and Khadgar losing his youth while also going through what is a very sad coming of age story for him.

#world of warcraft #khadgar #medivh #the last guardian #garona halforcen #the warcraft film really threw the ball here with their adaptation bc they took out all that made this part of the lore so heartfelt #like these chars care so much for each other and none of that made it in the warcraft film #also a lot was stolen from khadgar and given to lothar and medivh like his plot with garona is SO good #also bisexual khadgar is real btw my uncle works at blizzard

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i-cant-sing · 8 months

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Hello. I am a little obsessed with Dimitri (your oc). I was wondering how he would react to his darling being on a diet (I just read the french fries post, just for context)

Hmm, I think he wouldn't exactly notice it at first, maybe even not thinking too much into it until Xavier told on you.

"Mama hasn't been eating lunch." Of course, at this point, you've been kidnapped by Dimitri for quite a while so he's already encouraged his son to call you "mom" and he's proud that his toddler keeps an eye on you in his absence.

Dimitri is usually busy with work during lunch time but he makes sure that you're there with him during breakfast and dinner, always feeding you the last bite from his plate. Something about "it increases love among partners when they eat from the same plate." And you can't say no because of Xavier's cheers and hopeful gaze.

So he confronts you about it one day.

"Darling~" He calls out as his arms encircle around your waist to make sure you don't run away. "What's this I'm hearing about you skipping lunch?"

You look around to see if Xavier is around, and when you find he isn't, you start pushing on his arms, trying to break free. "Not that it's any of your business, but I'm going on a diet."

Dimitri only tightens his hold and smiles coyly at you. "Why? Are you insecure about your weight? You shouldn't be, but there are better ways to lose weight. Like cardio. Hot, long sessions of cardio with me-"

You smacked his shoulder. "Have some shame! Your son could hear us!"

"Our son-" Dimitri takes the hand you used to smack him and brings it to his lips, kissing it gently. "- is concerned as to why his mother isn't eating lunch with him. He thinks he did something wrong."

Of course, he'd pull at your heartstrings. He knows you have soft spot for Xavier.

"I just... I'll explain its got nothing to do with him." You tried arguing bit Dimitri shook his head, pulling you closer as he tucked your hair behind your ear, looking deep into your eyes.

"Why don't you tell me what this is really about, katyonak? I know you're not interested in losing a couple of pounds." Dimitri could see your resolve break, and you almost- almost told him what's really going on.

But you pushed him away. "I think Xavier is calling me."

He let you go but now he began keeping a closer eye on you, studying your habits, your moods, your reactions. And it didn't take him long to realise that you're... depressed.

That's why you haven't been eating. You spend moat of your time in bed, only coming out of your room when Xavier or Dimitri force you to, staying up late at night just staring at the ceiling, sometimes there'd be dried tear streaks on your cheeks in the morning, sometimes not.

The cause of your depression? You accepting that you'll never be able to escape Dimitri because he'll always find you. So you gave trying to run from him, gave up pushing away his affections.

And while Dimitri isn't good with mental health, he is responsible for you. He will take care of you.

So he starts joining you and Cavier during lunch, pulling you into his lap so that you run away. It makes Xavier laugh as he watches your uncomfortable expression and Dimitri's happy one, asking what he's doing.

Dimitri's eyes twinkle. "Well, sometimes mommy needs daddy's help to eat. So I'm going to feed her!"

"Like a baby?" Xavier giggles.

"Exactly! You and mama are both my babies!" Dimitri answers, pulling you closer when you struggle in his arms.

He makes sure to take you out to eat often, to change your taste palate and your mood from staying at home all day.

You of course would try to order a salad, which doesn't fly with him because Dimitri is now ordering for you.

Your eyes bulge at the amount of food on the table. "This- this is too much, Dimitri!"

He smiles as he cuts into his steak, bringing the fork upto your lips. "You better finish all of it, katyonak, or else the chef will be shot! Now, open up~" your mouth opens in shock, giving him the perfect opportunity to slide the fork in.

Dimitri knows you can't possibly eat this much food but at least you'll try eating half of it? Besides, he needs you to eat healthily. After all, you just might be eating for two soon.

#yandere Dimitri #yandere oc #yandere ocs #male yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x #yandere x you

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akwolfgrl · 1 month

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I'm a great fuck but better lover part 1

This is the sequel to lust filled thoughts. Looking for a beta

Sanji yawned as he excited the bathroom, his hair still damp from his shower. He would love a nap, but he had far too much to get done today. He slipped into the galley, and Mr. Noddles starched from where he was curled up on the same stoll from yesterday and hopped down, meowing up at him.

“Are you hungry boy? Ready for breakfast?” Sanji opened the fridge and took out butter, the marmalade since he hasn't had the time to make more jam, whole sardines, chicken, a bit of liver and kidney for Mr. Noodles breakfast. He would need to dehydrate the organ meats to use for Mr. Noodles food, that way he had it readily available. If they could get fresh game that would be prefect.

Sanji placed the dish on the floor and Mr. Noddles attack the food in a very Luffy esce style. He turned his attention to the stove to start his breakfast while he planed the crews meals for the day.

He took a seat with his tea, toast and notebook. He keep a running list of everything about the ship, he could make shakuka for brekasfast with extra meat for luffy, tuna poke bowls for lunch with tuna steaks for luffy, maybe some ricotta and lemon pasta for dinner again extra for the bottomless pit of a Captain, semla for dessert. He had some fresh cardamom pods he wanted to use and it wasn't too sweet.

Sanji wanted to keep busy today so he wouldn't have time to think about last night. He felt embarrassed that he had gotten so upset at Zoro last night. It was a mix of things, he had been mocked during sex before and hated it, unfortunately with Zoros green hair it had also brought back memories of Yonji. Every if his shity family wasn't shitty he wouldn't want to think of them during sex.

While in the middle of mixing the paste with the cabbage, a pair of arms warped around his waist and a head rested between his shulder blades. Zoro muzzled againt the back of his shirt like a giant cat.

“Wow your up early, thught you'd still be sleeping,”

“Couldn't sleep any more after you left,” the green haired swordsman mumbled. “Why do you have to wake so early anyway?”

“I'm used to it, I like to have a bit of time to myself to drink tea, eat and plan out the meals for the day, some of us actually ha e jobs Marimo,” Sanji couldn't help but tease.

“Hey! I have a job, I'm the frist mate I protect the crew,” Zoro lifted his head and placed it on sanjis shulder. “It's to fucking early start shit Ero-cook,”

“Here,” Sanji held up a gloved hand, a pice of kimchi in his fingers. “Try this see if you like it before the fremastion,” Zoro allowed Sanji to feed him a bit of the red coated cabbage leaf.

“Mmm little spicy but good, more?”

“It's not that spicy, here have a piece of the core,” Sanji gave him another piece.

“Hmm maybe you just burned all your taste buds off, more,” Zoro demanded, his mouth open and waiting.

“Here the middle part, it's got the core and a leaf, next I'll let you try a piece of radish but that's it,” Sanji popped the piece into the swordsman's mouth.

“Stingy,” Zoro spoke before chewing after he ate the radish he spoke again. “I like that one it's crunchy,”

#one piece #fanfic #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #zoro #zoro x sanji #lust filled thoughts #I'm a great fuck but better lover #zosan

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unsentlettersforpalestine · 18 days

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Friday, April 12, 2024

To you, fellow human

What time did you get up? Did you get enough sleep? How was your morning? What did you have for breakfast? You took shower with clean water, didn't you? Did you hear some birds chirping ? The morning breeze was certainly very tranquilizing, wasn't it? You were able to do your morning routine without any hindrance, right? There might be some inconveniences during the day but overall it's been quite a good day, right?

While you are spending your day with your family, relatives, friends, coworkers, clients, neighbors, strangers, or even only by yourself, don't forget to take some time alone to express gratitude. Contemplate about all the blessings God has given to you. Realize that you are living a damn good life. Make no mistake, I am not trying to belittle your problems or the shit you've been dealing with, but trust me when I say: you're lucky. Because you really are.

You might unintentionally come up with some grievances about your life every now and then, but be brutally honest and tell me, on a scale from one to ten, how much you are grateful for your life? Five? Six? Seven? Eight? If your answer is under 5, then I am begging you, please, sit down for a couple of minutes and listen to me.

I know we all have our own problems—both major and minor. But tell me, has someone ever bombed your house? Have you ever felt afraid of being kidnapped or ruthlessly tortured or sexually assaulted or shot at? Have you ever lost a bunch of family members and relatives and neighbors and friends at the same time? Do you, by any chance, know what it feels to experience forced starvation not for a day, not for a week, but for a really long period of time? Have you ever ran out of water, electricity, and fuel for months? The answer for all these questions is a clear no, right?

You are lucky. I am lucky. We are all lucky. Because despite everything, we are living a decent life. We have all that we need (or most of what we need or whatever) and we have never gone through what Palestinians have been going through for more than 75 years. Even the biggest ordeal that we ever went through is nothing compared to what Palestinians are constantly going through.

Some of us might complain about the same/ similar menu we have on a regular basis, don't we ever realize what a luxury it is have enough foor and be able to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner every day? Palestinians are literally being starved to death by Israshit and some of them don't even have a small bag of flour to make simple bread and look at us, here we are shamelessly throwing our foods away. Palestinians feel happiest when they can get a bag of flour and a glass of drinkable water but here, we are constantly grousing over trivial matters—be it intentionally or unintentionally.

It's worth nothing that regardless of what our respective life looks like, we are all privileged. Because unlike Palestinians, we are living a pretty decent life. We are never living under continual brutal occupation. We are not being massacred. We are never going through a fucking genocide. We are safe. We are good, we truly are.

Just a friendly reminder that as a human being, we have a duty to bear witness, be in solidarity and support Palestinians in any shape or form. I am not asking you to ceaselessly watch harrowing pictures and videos coming out of Palestine. I am simply asking you to have some sympathy with them. Do something, anything, to help them. Use the voice that has been bestowed upon by God for you. Spread awareness. Educate yourself and the people around you about Palestinian cause. Go to the nearby protests if you can. Have uncomfortable conversations with both friends and strangers. Don't stop talking about Palestine. Always remember Palestinians in your day-to-day life. And most importantly, keep making prayer for them.

FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

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emcon-imagines · 9 months

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Living on the Bus as an Agent of SHIELD (based on my own experience traveling for work) (AGENTS OF SHIELD)”

requester: N/A // a/n: yes I was inspired by my current work travels and I LOVE to think about the reality of daily Bus life haha. Yes I would be open to doing a part 2?! also yes I'm back but not really? just writing whatever i feel like tbh

For the first few days, you’re weirdly formal about things. You don’t want to sit on the furniture or cook or anything because like… this Bus is NICE. you sit on the floor and eat off the coffee table

The team is gonna see you in your pajamas. You’re gonna see the team in their pajamas. It’s gonna happen. You all are living together and there’s no way around this.

For the first few days, you wake up early to get ready before even leaving your bunk so that no one sees you in any sort of unpresentable shape.

But finally you crack because everyone is staying up late and you want to change into cozy clothes so you change into your pajamas.

(It’s a pair of pink Snoopy pajamas)

You walk back out of your bunk praying no one will notice until someone (Coulson) says “aww I like y/n’s pajamas!”

At night, Coulson likes to watch movies on the briefing room screen and Skye usually joins him. The others will stop in, but they are the constant.

It’s the worst movies, and the weirdest shit from whatever country’s Netflix the plane is in

Skye also has been personally trying to mess up Coulson’s algorithm so she watches tons of random things on his accounts

Usually the team is drunk during these movie marathons and exhausted after a day in the field

Most of the time, you don’t make it through the movie—you keep nodding off halfway though

Or you go to your bunk, and fall asleep to the sound of a couple teammates, usually Coulson and Skye, laughing their asses off at whatever movie they put on

The Bus is cleaned professionally once a week when you check in on a SHIELD base, but you still find yourself cleaning up all the time because you don’t want to be the “messy” roommate

Ward’s the one who scares you the most when it comes to cleaning because his bunk doesn’t even look LIVED in and he always seems to witness you dropping a napkin of crumbs on the floor, or trying to silently put a plate in the sink “to soak”

This might be a surprise, but there isn’t a chore schedule. Chores are done as needed, and usually quickly assigned. For example, if you trained with someone, the lower ranking people just kinda… automatically clean up and put the mats away and wipe things down after

The dishes pile up in the sink and after a day or so, someone just does them while they’re waiting for someone in the microwave. Usually Jemma or Ward.

You learn everyone’s shower habits really quickly.

Some people (Jemma) are morning shower people, others (Fitz, Skye) are night shower people, others (Ward, May) are post-training shower people, and Coulson just tends to shower before dinner, though he uses the bathroom attached to his office

Coordination is key because nothing is worse than when the bathroom is still wet from the previous person 😭😭😭

People calling dibs after a really long day/mission

Dinner is honestly usually takeout. You always talk about cooking and make plans to but never do. At some point in the evening, someone always announces they’re ordering and everyone else bandwagons on

Breakfast is the only meal that is sometimes cooked. Coulson makes a mean egg sandwich, but you gonna be up early for that.

The team often resupplies on base, but very often (at least a few times a week), someone makes a Cosco/Walmart/convenience store run.

So if you want snacks (or lunch stuff), you gotta tag along or ask REALLY nice

May somehow ALWAYS knocking on your bunk door 5 minutes before your alarm was gonna go off to “make sure you’re up”

Trying to put on your best “awake” voice because nothing prepares you for May knocking on your door asking if you’re awake. Ever.

Also, in that same vein, you’re going to try your best to be so closed off and professional and then one day, you’re going to break that illusion. For me, it was vomiting out the door of a car stuck in traffic 🤠

It’s weird how quickly the team picks up on your habits and idiosyncrasies. Like May getting your favorite chips from the store, or Fitz asking what you’re thinking about because you’re bouncing your leg again and you only do that when your thinking intently

The boredom is sometimes real, especially when you’re waiting on orders and just in standby for a day or so. You end up borrowing a lot of Ward’s books and they’re not the kind of thing you’d usually read, but hey, they fill the time

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#agents of shield #aos #imagines #aos imagine #reader insert #aos headcanons #headcanons #agents of shield headcanon #aos reader insert #agents of shield reader insert #fav

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merakiui · 1 year

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Domestic life with Riddle? Share those thoughts with us 👉👈🥺

✧ waking up early to the usual phone alarm, but you and riddle always end up sleeping in for another hour or so (usually on days when there isn't anything important planned or on weekends). even riddle likes his relaxation, especially if it's with you. his schedules can wait.

✧ taking care of a pet hedgehog together!!! you and riddle like to make mazes and obstacle courses out of cardboard or empty parcels for the hedgehog. :D

✧ taking care of houseplants and flowers together. there will always be a bouquet of roses in a vase somewhere in the house.

✧ running errands with riddle, but the two of you always get distracted when you pass the pâtisserie. you usually end up returning home with lots of delicious pastries (especially strawberry tarts)!! though nothing can beat the strawberry tarts from the clovers' hehe.

✧ riddle getting home late from work and, after taking his shoes off at the door, he trudges in to find you preparing dinner and he gives you the sweetest hug from behind, resting his head on your back while you ask him how his day was. <3 on the days when you get back late, whether from work or errands or anything, he will do his very best to cook a delicious meal for you.

✧ lots of good morning and good night kisses. and plenty of cuddling!!!

✧ doing crosswords in the morning during breakfast, completing the ones in the newspaper before moving onto the book of crosswords.

✧ board/video game nights!!! winner gets lots of smooches.

✧ getting ready in the morning and sharing the mirror with riddle, playfully elbowing him or bumping hips. he always returns the gesture with a teasing smirk.

✧ trying new recipes for the very first time and failing miserably, but the both of you are covered in flour and smell like a bakery, and it's a silly sight that has the both of you giggling.

✧ laying your head in riddle's lap (or he lays his head in your lap) and the two of you converse about the most random things. or just sitting to watch the sunset/sunrise and enjoying the silence and each other's presences.

✧ reminding each other to eat/drink when either of you are focused on something. also, convincing each other to get up and walk around if you've been seated for too long or have been staring at a screen for a while.

✧ hugging riddle or holding his hand while he has to struggle through phone calls with his mother, running your thumb over the top of his hand to console him.

✧ trying all of the things riddle never got to try as a child: escape rooms, different types of sweets, coffee, karaoke, amusement parks, just a lot of fun things. with karaoke, the two of you either try your best to sing perfectly or you're singing off-key and in silly voices; it quickly becomes more giggles than singing.

✧ meeting up with trey and che'nya for lunch and being lightheartedly teased by both of them, who remark how in love the two of you are. despite being together for so long, riddle still gets flustered and tells them to hush.

✧ caring for each other when you're sick or aren't feeling well mentally. meals in bed and keeping each other company. sometimes you'll talk about deep topics. sometimes you'll talk about that bird that always comes to the window. sometimes you won't talk at all, preferring to nap or read or do something else while knowing you're still together in the same room.

✧ cleaning the house together and putting on music and having an enjoyable time doing laundry, dusting, organizing, etc. if a song comes on that both of you really like, you'll stop what you're doing to dance together.

✧ growing strawberries with riddle!!!! the two of you have an entire garden of strawberry plants. riddle always gets so excited when the strawberries are fully ripe and ready to be picked come early summer. the two of you attempt to make strawberry tarts with them, but sometimes you'll just pick a few, clean them on your shirt, and eat them as they are.

#twisted chit chat #scaranya #i could go on and on with thoughts aaaaaa he's so sweet T_T #riddle my love!!!!!!

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im-just-a-br0adway-baby · 6 months

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Encantober 2023 Day 19: Clock

If you asked Felix and Agustin Madrigal what makes time drag on more than usual, they would answer whenever their wives were out of the house. Ever since they moved into the Madrigal household, keeping themselves entertained while the triplets were out helping the village was the biggest challenge they ever had. Even after they got married, the house was filled with nothing but boredom.

There was one day when their wives were both three months pregnant with their first children when time seemed to drag on longer than usual. Felix and Agustin lay down on the couch staring at the clock to watch the minute hand move slower and slower as the time dragged on.

“Hey, Felix?”

“Si, Agustin?”

“I can’t wait for our babies to be born so we don’t have to keep staring at the clock all day every day.”

“I feel the same way, Gus; at least when the babies are born, we’ll have something to do and they’ll allow us to be on our toes more often.”

“Well, we have six more months of waiting until then.”

The men groaned again and continued staring at the clock. It was eleven-fifty, which meant their wives were going to be home for lunch soon. That was enough for them to smile at the clock. They closed their eyes slowly before they drifted off for a nap.

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Several hours later, Agustin and Felix felt something slap them in the thigh and jumped up awake. They opened their eyes and noticed their wives looking down at them. They waited until their breathing relaxed and their heartbeat slowed down to say anything.

“Hola, Felix and Agustin, we were planning on waking you up at lunchtime, but we didn’t want to disrupt your nap,” Julieta said.

“Wait, we missed lunch?” Agustin asked.

“Si, you slept for the last four hours,” Pepa explained.

Agustin and Felix looked at the lock in front of them on Casita’s fireplace and noticed that it was almost four o’clock. They looked at each other, then looked at their wives when they noticed the time.

“Wow, time went faster than we realized,” Felix pointed out.

“Were you just sitting around watching the clock the entire time we were out?” Julieta asked.

“Yes, we’ve been doing it this entire time since we moved in with you. There’s no one in the house but us for most of the day. What are we supposed to do all day while you’re in the village helping everyone?” Agustin asked.

“I don’t know; what do you normally do when we’re gone?”

“Wait for you to get back.”

Julieta and Pepa sat on the couch and hugged their husbands. They laid their heads on their shoulders as they held their arms.

“Aww, mi amor, I wish you told us sooner about your boredom. We would have brought you with us to the village,” Pepa said.

“If you want us to be honest with you, we get pretty bored when we’re out in the village sometimes too. We sometimes meet each other in a middle ground during down time and talk about what has happened so far,” Julieta explained.

“If you want, you can come with us until the babies are born. Then at that point, you will be spending time with the babies,” Pepa added.

Agustin and Felix hugged their wives and smiled as Pepa created a rainbow above both couples. The temperature rose a few degrees at that moment, and they let each other go once they started to feel sweaty.

“Tomorrow, before you go into the village, do you promise you will take us with you after breakfast?” Felix asked.

“We promise, and during our breaks, we can meet under that tree we used to just hang out under when we were in high school,” Pepa replied.

Both couples hugged again as Julieta got up from the couch. “I’ll get started on dinner. You both must be starving since you skipped lunch. Do you want anything?”

“Si, do you still have some spare arepas for us?” Agustin asked.

“I should still have a couple of arepas left over from today.”

Julieta went into the kitchen to try and find her stash of arepas from the day. Pepa stayed with Felix and Agustin to talk some more with them.

“You really have been staring at the clock all day to wait for us every day we’re out to do chores?” she asked.

“Si, but now that I think about it, I don’t know why we were doing that in the first place. I don’t even know why we never thought of asking you to come with you in the first place,” Felix explained.

Julieta came out of the kitchen with a plate of four arepas. “I got two more for Pepa and me so we can all have a snack before I make dinner.” All four of them grabbed an arepa from the plate and took one bite out of it simultaneously. “Tomorrow, we’ll tell you when we leave for chores so you can come with us.”

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hajimeiwaswife · 1 year

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AUGUST | CHAPTER 7: SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC

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Chapter 6 Chapter 8

Summary: You’re marrying Izuku Midoriya in September, but he gets an emergency call from All Might’s old agency in the U.S., requesting his services for the entirety of August. A death threat directed at you for being his partner has his hair on edge. However, the always responsible, caring and heroic Shoto Todoroki comes to your rescue, offering to take care of you for the whole month. Who would have thought that 31 days were enough to make you reconsider your engagement with the number 1 hero and fall in love with the Icy Hot man who held your hand during the last breeze of summer?

Warnings: Everyone is 25 more or less, death threats. MDNI.

Wc: 3,4 K

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It was a warm morning. The birds were singing in the calmness of the dead city, just prior to the usual motion of cars and people that headed to their respective workplaces or schools. The sun felt like a cosy caress to the cheek, the sunbeam mixed with the morning summer breeze created an aura so different from the excruciating sweltering weather that accompanied the endless days of August.

With a cup of iced coffee placed in the small wooden table of the balcony I enjoyed the first hours of the day, tapping on my computer and trying to keep up to date with the delayed work. I had even indulged myself in a white silk gown, feeling like an elf in a forest, and being helped by the music in my headphones that acted as a soundtrack to my fantasy life.

Shoto had recommended me to start working on the balcony during mornings for that same reason: the feeling of belonging to another world. Although he didn’t describe it like that, it was more like ‘the weather is nice’. But those are big words coming from Todoroki’s mouth, so I liked to think that was what he meant. He also added ‘come back inside at noon, it’s hot then.’

Everything was so quiet, so serene, it almost felt like a sin to savour such a delicate moment without sharing it with a loved one. Shoto had left, apparently there was a small case he needed to attend, and as I was safe in his apartment, he ―reluctantly― opted to give me the morning for myself. He would be back by lunch, or so he said.

The work on the screen kept my mind occupied, even if every so often I got distracted by the nice atmosphere. I had translated a couple of documents, but I still had quite a few to submit. I kept tapping, looking through different dictionaries and, from time to time, activating my quirk to go faster. What a blessing.

It wasn’t until the sun was too high in the sky and the summer breeze too heavy on my skin that I decided to head back to the dining room table. I washed the cup I had used from breakfast and then sat in front of my computer again. The document had me absorb, until something caught my attention from the corner of my eye: there was something in the chair next to mine.

Curiosity was never one of my weaknesses, but it didn’t mean I wanted to know less than the information I was given, so I looked. A fond smile appeared on my face when I saw the denim jacket Shoto used the night before to go for some extra rice for dinner; it even smelled like him, too.

Shoto smelled like comfort. That was the best description I could give. It was minty, refreshing, but also ash-like, the same way a fire at a chimney would aromatize the house. So characteristic, yet so odd; so foreign, yet so familiar. He had opened in such a short time a tiny space in my life and heart, and I would forever be grateful for the effort he was putting on protecting me without asking for anything in exchange.

Nearly a half an hour later I heard the sound of keys opening the front door. The rusty dragging of shoes who are being taken off and the shuffling that followed lead the host to the kitchen without a single glance towards my direction, serving himself a glass of water and sighing in between as if he hadn’t drunk water in a year. I noticed the wrinkles in his hero suit, as well as some of the fabric that came unstitched, showing his beaten skin. His hair was a mess, red and white jointed in the middle, the same way it would as if a separation between both had never existed.

My eyes continued to roam, fixing on his arms, especially on the one holding the glass, flexing beautifully and showing his prominent muscles every time he lifted it to his red and plump lips, swallowing and provoking his Adam’s apple to move up and down that svelte neck―

“Hello.” The deep voice of the pro-hero startled me out of my own spell, sight falling on his neutral face, quickly checking his lower back resting slightly against the countertop to return to his mismatched eyes.

“Hi.” I answered with the little voice I could find, I felt mortified, but Todoroki was acting as if I had not been, in fact, devouring him with my eyes just a few seconds ago. ‘For Lord’s sake, Y/n, you’re getting married in less than a month.’ “How was your morning?”

“Busy,” Shoto moved away from his previous position, grabbed another glass from the upper cupboard and came straight to the table I was at, placing both glasses on it. That was my call to start moving to set the table as well as the food, which only needed to be heated in the microwave, “we had a case.”

“Yeah, you told me so this morning,” I nodded, placing two napkins and two pairs of chopsticks on the table, “What was it about?” I put the tupper inside the microwave, waiting by the countertop for it to finish.

“Nothing serious, they could have handled it without me.” He sounded frustrated, I could pick that up from his irritated tone, “I don’t think I was necessary at all.”

“Why?” I furrowed my brows, confused. Shoto walked around the table and sat on his respective place, passing a hand down his face and looking up again.

The continuous beeping of the electronic device brought my attention to the food, which I poured in two different plates. Once I looked in front of me to get to the table I noticed it, him, looking right through me.

Shoto’s eyes held an intensity that I had not seen since the night I had to leave my apartment; and yet, the feelings behind them were definitely not the same. I couldn’t interpret it for the love of everything that was holy, but I knew I had probably stared at him the same way just a few minutes before. How intriguing to see two eyes so different hold the same gaze, so beautifully wild.

He observed me coming closer and didn’t tear his eyes away not even when I had already sat down at the table, both our plates in front of us. For the first time, I felt nervous around him; not in a bad way, though his stare was giving me goosebumps. I needed to distract him from me, or me from him, whatever came first. “Why?” I repeated, waiting patiently for his answer, even if my mind I was short-circuiting.

Just the same as me, his face looked surprised, as if awaken from a dream in plain daylight. His eyes opened wide for less than what a sigh lasts, and then, his neutral façade came back. “Why what?” he asked innocently, such a contrast to his previous behaviour.

“Why didn’t they need you?”

“Oh,” he nodded, swallowing and taking a sip of water before speaking again, coughing a little, “The villain wasn’t that much of a threat, the sidekicks could have taken care of it.” He shrugged his shoulders and started eating.

“Maybe they wanted you to work on something else that isn’t as boring as this.” I joked signalling me and his house, to which he lifted a brow in return.

“You’re not boring.” He simply said and, before I could try to explain my take, he continued talking, “This case is way more important than a fake prophet.”

“What? A prophet?”

“Yes.” Shoto passed his hand down his face once again and sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose, “He was talking about the new era of villains and the blood of the revolution and shit like that. He was a lunatic, but not difficult to catch. They really didn’t need me on this one.”

“Oh, wow! The new era of villains? What the hell?” I asked, placing down my glass of water and feeling a chill ran down my spine.

“He was a mad man, Y/n, don’t listen to that.” The pro-hero continued eating.

I would have left it there, not really knowing what else to say to him even if I wanted more details, but the nonstop shifting in his legs told me something wasn’t right. Shoto was a very still person, never moved more than what was necessary at the table, so seeing him so active while having lunch was no less than suspicious.

“Shoto, are you okay?” I asked, what gained me the heterochromatic eyes falling on my worried façade. No words were exchanged, he just gifted me a nod of the head and kept on munching on his food. “Is there any reason why you still have your hero suit on?”

With that, he suddenly stopped, looked down at him as if surprised that I, indeed, was right about his attire, and looked back up. He shook his head, cheeks puffed like those of a squirrel and painted in a soft pink. As adorable as he looked, it worried me his strange behaviour; so laid back, messy.

The small drop of sweat that was falling from his forehead to his temple alerted me that something else was going on at the moment. But what? What could make the number three hero so nervous? He continued munching until he swallowed all the food on his mouth, and then, he spoke:

“Not really. It’s just― I was hungry, really hungry. I forgot.” Even if it was true, the slight stutter gave away his real state; definitely he was hiding something.

“Shoto, has something else happened at work?”

“No!” he exclaimed, eyes wide and shaking his head, “Not at all, just that. They could have taken care of it without me, really.”

“You’ve already said that.” I furrowed my brows, looking at him, scrutinizingly. “Will you tell me, please? You look nervous and―”

“Izuku told me to tell you that he wanted you to call him.” He interrupted me. It took me by surprise, not really processing what he had just said. Izuku? When did he say that?

“Huh?” I blinked once, twice, mouth opened and brain not functioning.

“He called you the other day, you had left your phone in the living room. We talked and he asked me to tell you that, but I forgot. I’m sorry.” He rumbled rapidly, and if I hadn’t understood what he had just said, I would have definitely believe he talked in another language, maybe simlish.

But now that I thought about it, it was true I hadn’t talked to my fiancée in a couple of days. Everything going on with moving to Shoto’s apartment, working from home, not being able to talk much to my friends… Oh, how I missed being in the presence of my girls. And Izuku had probably been so busy that the poor man didn’t have time to call, either.

“Oh,” was the only thing I could say, flabbergasted. “I will, thank you.”

Shoto just nodded. Before I could regain the thread of the previous conversation, Shoto took his plate and glass, put them in the dishwasher and left the room without a single word. ‘What the hell have just happened?’ I thought, shaking my head and trying to find an explanation to his behaviour. That morning, when he left, he was fine. What happened at work?

The sun had already gone to sleep, leaving a big space in the sky for the moon to make its appearance. Shoto hadn’t talked to me the rest of the afternoon, not even at evening, because he decided to have dinner by his own in his bedroom. I couldn’t understand his reasoning, I didn’t remember anything that could have hurt his feelings or offended him.

What I did do was call Izuku. It had been a rather awkward conversation; he sounded so tired and I was too trapped in my mind to pay attention to the details about his case he was telling me about. I blamed the translations of that day, activating my quirk for such a long period of time affected me too much. Nonetheless, hearing his voice made me feel a little better.

It was a pretty warm evening, August was being hell if I had to be honest, so I decided to go out to the small balcony on Shoto’s living room. I brought a bottle of wine, a wineglass and my phone to listen to some music while I observed the busy life of the city.

The cars almost shut down the sound of the wine pouring into the glass, and by the almighty noise of the horns, it looked like someone decided to run a red traffic light. Taylor Swift among traffic, the musical. I laughed at my own lame joke, the voice of the songwriter murmuring about a love that was there, left and then came back; sounded a lot like the Lord of the Rings if you thought about it: there and back again, a journey where you are in one place, leave, and you come back. Maybe she should just write the soundtrack for the next movies and―

“Hey.” Shoto’s deep voice interrupted my train of thought and startled me to the point of my wine deciding to colour my pyjamas with a maroon tone. “Oh, uh, forgive me. I’ll go get some napkins―”

“It’s fine.” I replied, looking back at the entrance of the balcony and smiling slightly towards him. “I needed to, eh, refresh.”

“I see.” He said, nodding his head, confusion cleared in his eyes. He stood at the doorway, looking at the ground and, after a small clearing of the throat, he asked: “What are you doing outside?”

It was cute, the way he tried to make small talk even if he was unable to hold it, even after spending half the day without directing a single glance towards my way. “It’s a good evening, you know? I wanted to enjoy the weather.”

“Right.” Shoto nodded again, swallowing hard and, for the first time in that brief interaction, looking at me. “Do you mind if I join?”

“Not at all.”

With indecisive steps, he approached the chair next to mine and sat down, placing his hands on his knees and observing the same traffic I had been admiring for the last ten minutes. There was silence, just the ambient sound and Taylor’s voice filling it and waving around the two of us. At least, until I decided to break it.

“Are you going to tell me what happened at work?”

My question took him by surprise, as his eyes widened and his breathing shrank to the point of non-existence. I could appreciate a drop of sweat coming down his temple as his hands started to tremble.

“Shoto?” I asked again, brows furrowed and chest constricting at his obvious distress.

“I didn’t want to tell you.” He whispered, swallowing hard one more time, his Adam’s apple moving up and down.

“What is it? Is it about me?”

Shoto nodded his head and sighed, closing his eyes, he seemed to be trying to calm himself. It was strange to see Shoto losing his cool, he had been behaving strangely all day and I was quite worried about him. Knowing that I had something to do with it made my heart skip a beat. That's why I didn't want any of Izuku's friends to get involved in the case.

“We found some letters back at your apartment.”

My blood ran cold. Well, that was definitely something I had not expected to hear that night. My mouth was dry, my throat held a knot and my stomach was warning the floor of the balcony of an impeding change of decoration.

“… And?” I asked with little voice.

“I’m not going to tell you what they say, if that’s what you wanted to know.” He answered sternly. “But they were, um, they were written with blood.”

“Cow’s?” I questioned.

“No.” Shoto looked up at the sky and passed a hand down his hair, messing it all up more. “No, L/n, it was Jim Bubaigawara’s blood.”

“I― What― Who?”

“He was a member of the League of Villains, maybe you know him by the name of Twice.” My brows lifted at the information; I was too curious to realize how scared I really was.

“But, wasn’t Twice dead? Like, Hawks killed him, right? Ten years ago, isn’t it?” I started rumbling, more to centre myself than to get answers from Shoto. “How is it written with his blood? How do you get blood from someone who is dead? Who has been dead for ten years, to say the least. Unless he isn’t dead. Is he? Is Twice alive? Shoto, please―”

“Y/n.” that tone again, so stern, so manly and deep, it made me close my mouth immediately. “Twice is dead, we know that for sure.” I breathed again, but my relief lasted less than a sigh. “Last time someone got blood from Twice it was my brother’s doing, but we asked him and he knows nothing about this. I mean, he has no contact with the surviving League’s members.”

Would I dare to ask? The warm evening suddenly took a turn to a snowy morning of winter, it all felt so cold and misty and dead. August disappeared so December could strike in the middle of Summer, and I was the only one living the freezing wind coming from the clouds only I could see.

“We don’t know who is doing this, but they are getting bolder. They are leaving clues without wanting to, this was obviously a mistake from their part.” Shoto turned his whole body and, surprisingly, leaned towards me and pressed both his hands on my shoulders. His eyes were so serious and determined that I couldn’t take my gaze away from them, too absorbed by the way he was looking at me. I could feel his breathe on my lips, it was bizarre, cold and hot at the same time. “We’ll get them, they’ll go to prison and you’ll be safe and sound. You are safe with me, okay?” I nodded and he nodded back, sighing through his nostrils. “I didn’t want to tell you because it was too much to take in, but you’re a brave woman, and intelligent, and I underestimate you every single time in case the information we get breaks you. I know it’s scary, but I assure you whoever is making you feel so small is going to pay for it.”

I was speechless. Shoto's heterochromatic eyes stared directly into mine with the same intensity as they had earlier in the day when he looked at me at lunch time. I could feel the blood rising to my cheeks, so warm it could compete with the predictions for the next day’s temperature. My heart was beating a mile a minute, I wasn't sure if it was from fear or from Shoto's sudden closeness.

“I trust you.” I whispered, my breathe fading into his lips, which were opened due to his rapid breathing.

“Thank you.” He said.

We stood like that, in that same position, for a few minutes. Maybe we just needed some reassurance, or some human warmth, but either way, I was comfortable. Shoto’s presence was unique, so intimidating, imposing and dangerous, but also so delicate, calm and sweet. I smiled at him with a saddened expression; I was still scare. However, I knew Shoto would protect me, he had been doing so for almost two weeks and had proved his well-known ability.

The music was still playing in the background, it was almost like an omen, something none of us understood yet, though we had started to feel without realizing it was happening.

“What song is that?” Shoto murmured, smiling back at me.

“Sad Beautiful Tragic.” I answered.

“What is it about?” One of Shoto’s hands went up my shoulder, to my neck, and landed gently with a caress on my left cheek.

“Jake Gyllenhaal.”

“I hate that guy.” I let out a small laugh and wrapped myself in the coolness of his right hand.

“Who doesn’t?” It was his turn to laugh, a high pitch sound that was so melodic and funny at the same time. And that was how our night ended, with a song too sad and too romantic to be about us, or so we thought, because his hand never left my cheek and my breath never stopped caressing his velvety lips, listening to a fate so distant and so abstract that we forgot that there were 20 days left until August ended.

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lucky-clover-gazette · 2 years

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Ohh I've always wanted to start mealprepping but I get so demotivated finding what I want to eat for a whole week, do you maybe have any tips on how to get into it?

you, my friend, have just opened pandora's fridge

soooo i started meal prepping in march of this year at the same time as switching to an office job from retail and starting to go the gym. these decisions were for weight loss reasons (and have been very successful! i look and feel so good!) but i am immediately going to emphasize that there are a lot of benefits to meal prepping besides intentional weight loss. so much of what i've been doing would be the same if you were not trying to lose weight, you just wouldn't be thinking about like calorie deficits when choosing recipes (and if you're interested in weight loss, calories in calories out is your friend. set a reasonable number per day and pay attention to your body. if you're hungry, you're lowballing it. slow progress that sticks is better than fast progress that doesn't).

meal prepping can be really advantageous financially (and could be done less expensively than i do it tbh, i'm a sucker for the farmer's market), and as someone with adhd who lives alone it's incredible for my mental health. the way i meal prep is very structured around 1) my 8-4 weekday job and 2) the gym, so you'll need to figure out how to tailor that based on your schedule and interests.

all that aside, i'm super passionate about this and i've been learning so much these past months! i'm no expert and i was awful at cooking before (only ate frozen meals, snacks, and takeout honestly) but i feel like my relationship with food is the best it's even been in my life. food is GOOD. food that you've made with your own hands, that you've invested your time and effort in, is sosososo special. and if it sucks, at least you're learning what NOT to do! i have like a 85% success rate, and maybe 50-60% recipes are good enough to repeat.

i really treasure this entire ritual, even though it may seem overwhelming to do every single week. in terms of weight loss, i was never going to be someone who got healthy from heavy restriction or prescribed diets that are meant to distance a person from food. and it's funny because like, i would binge, but also HATE food so much for the hold it had over my body and mind. if you have a shitty relationship with food this might really help. i feel obligated to say that i do see a nutritionist, but she's not doing the cooking or recipe hunting or working out for me.

so my weekly meal prep calendar looks like this:

sunday - cooking day. like, for hours. i don't have a dishwasher so i'm doing a full sink of dishes at least three times. i sometimes have plans and can work around them, but i prefer to keep the day free. i imagine this would be trickier if you live with people, but then again i manage in a studio apartment with a kitchen the size of a grocery store checkout line, soooo

tuesday-thursday - research and making the shopping list! can be done on any or all of these days. i use justtherecipe and recommend it highly. it saves recipes from websites while cutting out ads and, like, blogging. you can also edit the recipes and add notes--i always add the calories and maybe nutrition information. if those are not provided and you care, you can use a nutrition calculator to figure it out. if you get nervous about calories i ENCOURAGE you to try this. a lot of recipes that you might shy away from can totally be goal-supportive. pasta can be your friend, i promise.

so what i do during the week is find recipes i want to cook or repeat (using pinterest or websites of previously enjoyed recipes) and add them to justtherecipe. every week i choose a breakfast, a lunch to eat at work, a pre-gym snack, and dinner. if you don't have a lot of physical activity you don't need the same kind of protein-heavy snack, but you could always prep something so you don't snack mindlessly. some weeks i also just cook something sweet for fun, especially if the calories for the whole day are a little low. this could be half-homemade apple cider, baked goods, purchased popsicles, etc. this is most often where i'll just buy something and pre-portion it, rather than prepare it myself. no shame in that at all, in fact, sometimes it would be stupid not to go with the easier/cheaper solution.

so yeah. i figure out what i'm cooking for each "meal," add the recipes to the cookbook in justtherecipe, and then scale the recipes as needed. i usually make 6 servings for a week, which is convenient because most recipes are written in multiples of 2. this is a great recipe converter you can use to resize recipes. justtherecipe devs are also planning to add a feature that does this on the site eventually.

last thing i do during the week is take the recipes, resized as needed, and make a shopping list. if there are things i know already have i leave them out, and if i'm unsure i put a question mark and check my kitchen whenever i'm home. i will say while this sounds kindaaaaaaa expensive at first, the more you repeat this weekly process the more nonperishable things you'll already have stocked, especially if you tend to cook with similar spices and types of oil/flour/etc. at this point, sixish months in, i rarely need to buy nonperishable stuff, unless i've literally run out. and you can find affordable ways to buy perishables, and if you compare what you're spending to frozen meals, snacks, and takeout, i think it's likely it would be at the worst equal, if that makes sense. i know this is a sweeping generalization and i'm sorry. this might not work for some people but i can only share what i'm fortunate enough to be able to do.

friday - this is the day i go shopping, after work! with my list that i already made! i know the layout of the supermarket super well at this point so i order the items accordingly. it goes pretty fast and people have asked me several times if i was doing instacart which i took as a huge compliment.

so that's my schedule, but you can switch it around based on what your work week looks like. i would definitely say that you should try to shop no more than 3 days before cooking, and maybe freeze certain ingredients in the meantime. freezing is HUGE in meal prep.

speaking of storage, storage!

depending on the kinds of meals, you have to be smart about storage if you want them to last 5-6 days. pay attention to what the recipe says about fridge vs. freezer life (justtherecipe does NOT save this, so make sure you check the website). for most meals, i freeze some or all on sunday and defrost in the fridge a day ahead as the week goes by. obviously you might need to split up more complex things (for a salad freeze the chicken but not the greens, for a soup freeze the broth and noodles but not the veggies, etc.). the highest-maintenance thing i've done so far is an udon soup with frozen broth and chicken but fresh prepped ingredients, which i needed to actually combine and boil on the stove every night (also did an egg drop because i think it's funny. like that egg really did just drop). still, pretty easy and low maintenance! the soup in question (oh god i hope my food isn't ugly and i'm actually delusional) will be pictured at the bottom of this post!!

plastic meal prep containers are less expensive, but glass are far superior especially if you're really into chilis, soups, and very garlicky-oniony foods. and especially ESPECIALLY if you're like me and you don't have a dishwasher. plastic tends to not do great with hot liquids and it holds onto strong smells.

i started out with plastic for the first few months, but asked for glass for my birthday. now i have 10 glass containers, 5 for lunch and 5 for dinner, and supplement with plastic during weeks where i make 6 servings. i think these are the glass ones i use, or at least made by the same company, and for plastic you can't beat target's price for what it includes. most supermarkets and big stores tend to sell both glass and plastic, if you don't want to commit to glass financially, plastic is still great. you'll definitely find a use for them if you upgrade eventually!

for the breakfast and pre-gym snacks, i use disposable stuff like baggies or the tinier plastic containers that often come in sets. i'm sorry, planet :( there's just a point where i know i can't create too many dishes, especially with no dishwasher. the whole point of this entire ritual is to create a process i have no problem repeating indefinitely, so sometimes i have accept that i'm not going to be able to do it perfectly.

in terms of breakfasts, i personally don't like savory flavors early in the morning. i'm a big fan of the frozen smoothie bag and baked goods like muffins and bread.

there is a kitchen in my office with a toaster oven and microwave, so i have some flexibility with what i can bring in and eat. lots of soups and salads!

pre-gym snacks are always about protein. protein muffins, hummus and veggies, peanut butter.

dinner can be a lot of things, but for me personally the focus is on making it hearty so i am FULL when i go to sleep. the overall rule of thumb with all of this is to make food you're EXCITED to eat, so you don't feel like you're unsatisfied or missing out. especially when starting out, i benefitted from learning how to prepare meat in appealing ways. i hate handling raw meat and there are some shortcuts you can take to avoid it, like making patties or meatballs with ground chicken or turkey. personally i only eat chicken and sometimes turkey, every once in a while turkey bacon. so no steak recipes here i'm afraid :( i'm a big fan of my grill pan but also have to be very careful with stovetop pan-cooking because my postage stamp of an apartment has no kitchen fan and i don't keep windows open. if you're in a similar situation and hate the idea of straight up baked chicken, you can bake it in the oven and then pan-fry or grill for a few minutes just to get that exterior texture without worrying about undercooking. oh yeah, also get a meat thermometer. a great part of acquiring recipes like pokemon is that you'll start adding kitchen items to your collection as needed just like your spices.

other misc. meal prep tips include: ALWAYS buy more broth than the recipe requires (like, twice as much); try to buy exact portions of perishable ingredients because unfortunately food waste can be a problem when you're alone; and cooking for several hours is a really good time to listen to audiobooks or video essays.

also i do want to point out that i occasionally eat food i didn't prepare. i just typically plan ahead and get SUPER excited to do so. i'm never eating takeout or restaurant food or frozen meals because i don't have it in me to make something; it's because i like the special food or i'm somewhere cool with people i care about. it's a treat, but so is all the food i make.

okay, last thing, here are some recipes i've repeated and really enjoy! notice that they're not all like spinach salads, i love when recipes find clever ways to emulate "unhealthy" food while having nutritious ingredients. the website skinnytaste is my favorite for stuff like that and she has a massive backlog of free recipes with nutrition info. also i very obviously favor certain ingredients (feta cheese my love), these are just things i like, there is so much out there for you to find for yourself! even if the recipe isn't your thing, these blogs and websites are great places to start!

breakfast:

- https://kristineskitchenblog.com/healthy-apple-muffins/

- a smoothie with 1/2 frozen banana, ~10 frozen strawberries, handful frozen spinach, 3/4 tbsp peanut butter (you can get a little scooper to make this easier), 3/4 tbsp strawberry preserves, and as much soy milk as it takes to smoothify it (around 1.25 cups)

- lunch and/or dinner:

- https://www.mealswithmaggie.com/chicken-corn-chowder/

- https://easychickenrecipes.com/chicken-tortellini-soup-recipe/

- https://www.mamagourmand.com/braised-butternut-squash-bacon-penne-bake/

- https://www.skinnytaste.com/baked-chicken-parmesan/

- https://www.skinnytaste.com/coconut-chicken-salad-with-warm-honey/

- https://www.lecremedelacrumb.com/farmers-market-veggie-pasta/

- https://healthylittlepeach.com/feta-and-spinach-chicken-patties/

- https://www.lecremedelacrumb.com/grilled-bruschetta-chicken/

- https://pinchofyum.com/honey-chicken-salad-with-grapes-and-feta

- https://www.skinnytaste.com/turkey-pumpkin-chili/

- pre-gym:

- https://thehonoursystem.com/maple-vanilla-protein-fudge/

- various protein muffins. they're not as fluffy as normal ones but can still be good!

- other:

- https://ifoodreal.com/healthy-key-lime-pie-bars/

- https://www.asweetpeachef.com/hot-apple-cider/

aaaaaand i'll close with food photos. because i'm proud. even if they don't look gorgeous, each is special to me, and i just think that's neat

#asks #cooking #txt #food #meal prep

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naivesilver · 7 months

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👉👈 perhaps, something from the angsty asks for Thee divorce au? if you feel inclined to? If you're not feeling inspired, however, I will offer you the option of: angsty asks + any iteration of Lampwick that you wish ✌

BEWARE!!!!! I's almost Christmas, which means soon will be prime Hallmark movie season and these bitches can get divorced again 😊💕

Angsty Question Prompts

"Are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own?"

"How's she holding up, now that she's back in school?"

"Better than I thought." Lampwick pauses just enough to wedge the phone between his shoulder and ear, thus gaining an additional free hand he can use to continue cooking and talking at the same time. "Her teacher said she's very well behaved these days. Like nothing's happened."

He hears August hum distantly in response, as if trying to come up with a reply. "She's very young. They process things different at that age."

"Thanks for that," Lampwick cuts back, sharper than he'd intended. "Like I haven't heard the same thing from everyone and their mom lately."

He regrets it almost immediately when silence reaches him from the other end of the line, but then again, he finds himself astonishingly short in patience as of late. People are full of helpful tips and pitying smiles when you've buried a sister within the last couple months, but not one of them has so much as offered to help him move a toddler's life into his apartment, except maybe Robin, who has the sleeping patterns of an insomniac chicken and does the preschool drop-off in the morning.

Robin, and August. August would probably shoot the moon down if Renata asked him, and Lampwick has just snapped back at him like it's no big deal, and apologizing is out of the question, given how awkward things still are between them. All that's left for him to do is to let his frustration out on the eggs he's currently preparing, who he can now face two-handed and who are turning out to be more scrambled than he had planned.

Damn it, how does one even feed a kid consistently? He's out of ideas two days into every week, and yet he still has to make sure Renata gets all her proteins and fibers and carbs, breakfast, lunch, snack and dinner, and can't just reheat pasta five times in a row anymore. How did his sister do it? Actually, how did he survive on those depressing bachelor meals for about half a year, after the divorce papers came through?

"What about you?"

The question catches him unprepared, fumbling with his whisk and frowning at an invisible interlocutor. "What about me?" He parrots, dully.

"How are you doing? Are you sure you're going to be okay on your own?"

No, Lampwick is not sure. Not in the slightest, in fact. There are days where he feels like he's treading along the edge of a huge crack that has opened across the floor of his house, and the only reason why he doesn't simply jump in is a three-year-old with his bright hair and her mother's dimpled smile, sleeping in the next room over clutching her stuffed horse.

He's not okay, no. He wasn't ready for this, but there's no one else who'll do it - at least, no one else he trusts to do it the way Renata deserves, with love instead of pigheaded agendas.

Which is why, instead of letting any of these thoughts pass his lips, he simply snorts and says, forcedly snarky: "Course I am. I always come through, don't I?"

"Yeah." The doubt is heavy in August's voice, probably because he's heard this kind of act a thousand times during their marriage, but mercifully he doesn't comment in it, and only adds, "But...please, call me if there's anything I can do. You know it's never a problem."

You weren't saying that last year, Lampwick thinks, tartly, but that isn't helpful, either. They are grown men, not resentful children. They are supposed to act maturely, even when they are sad and upset and grieving. "Sure. I'll keep that in mind."

Then he hurries through his goodbyes and tosses the phone aside, letting go of the whisk and numbly wondering when he started clutching it so tightly that his hand is now cramping, aching as though he'd punched a wall.

#lizardthelizard #ask meme #ouat #fanfic #divorce au #they can never get a break can they #not even robin #he's probably listening to disney songs every morning cause nati and roland are going through a princes and princesses phase

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cptnleviackerman · 3 months

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hi hiii, 🐼💘🍼🎟 for the ask game!

omg thank you so much for asking so many questions!! I loved answering these so much!! sending you big hugs rn◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

I think I went insanely overboard with these answers omg so I'm putting them under the cut :')

🐼 – what’s the silliest nickname(s) you have for each other?

I think we're both pretty non silly when it comes to petnames/nicknames, so the sillest names we call eachother probably aren't even that silly ahah

I love to call levi sweetie, so when I'm teasing him or trying to get his attention I call him my sweetie pie and I always find that his head snaps in my direction aksksjs he looks at me like I've lost it, (I do kinda like it though, so I'm not going to stop) also I called him my honey bun once and... I don't think I've ever seen him react like that for anything else, ever

also, this is not so silly, but I love to call him my angel, I love how red his face gets, and sometimes he tuts and rolls his eyes but eeee I know he loves it so much:((

the most outlandish and silly name levi calls me is probably wifey, and he uses so sparesly that I have to physically stop myself from reacting when he says it bec I don't want him to get shy or embarrassed about it, even though I love it so much

💘 – how do you celebrate Valentine’s Day?

if we both have a free day then we spend the whole day together tehe. we'll have a small lie in, this is one of the very rare occasions levi let's me keep him in bed in the morning, and we'll get up about 10/10.30am, after having cuddles (and most likely some mornings kisses...) I usually try to make him breakfast in bed, but he can't bare to sit in the bedroom on his own while I make it, so he usually joins me in the kitchen after about 10 minutes--he'll have his adorable dressing gown and slippers on and I absolutely love the sight. he'll make us coffee while I make us food hehe. I love a chill day though so we'll spend most of the day watching some tv, a couple movies or some episodes of our current show, and we'll snack throughout the day, somehow missing lunch bec we're too full 🫣🫣 Levi will also insist on us going out for a walk around the park, just for some fresh air, and I love to drag him to all the shops I can while we're out so I can browse all the cute valentine stuff (he usually ends up buying me a couple extra gifts bec he's the cutest ever)

we'll ofc have dinner together at the end of the day, but if our january is busy and chaotic and we're both feeling stressed and tired then we'll order a takeaway and eat it at home--Levi will set up the dinner table with candles and the fresh bouquet of flowers he got me, and we'll put on some nice music and eat and chat together. but if we both feel up to it then we'll go out for dinner! usually just to our favourite date restaurant, but we always try to order some fancy, new dessert to try!

and if we're both busy during the day because of work(which unfortunately is a fairly common occurrence for our valentine's) then we'll just have a nice dinner together--takeaway or eating at a restaurant, same as above.

🍼 – want any kids? how many?

we do want kids! but I don't think I'm anywhere near ready right now, and so every time I think about kids I get really scared and freaked out, but if we were to have kids, years in the future probably, I think I'd like to have two. every time I imagine levi as a dad I just get such a warm feeling, he's the most patient and calm man whenever he's with children, and when I see him talking and playing with my little cousins it makes me insanely happy.

levi had never really thought about kids until we were about 2 years into our relationship, but we've had many discussions about kids, and we're always keeping the other updated about our thoughts. in our chats Levi's said that if we had kids he'd want two, or three.

🎟️ – do you go to live entertainment together (concerts, plays, etc.)?

I am obsessed with concerts, I love them so so much, but levi is not much of a fan of big arenas or stadium concerts, so if we go to one together we usually stick to a small venue. he loves coming with me though, and seeing me so happy and comfortable in that environment, but theres not a big overlap in our styles of music, so if we go together, he usually just goes for me, and to watch over me hehe

we very occasionally go to the theatre together, if there's good performances happening close to us! levi doesn't like to travel too far just for a couple of hours, so if he really wants to see a play then we make a whole trip out of it and we'll stay 2 or 3 nights

#this was so so much fun #THANK YOU FOR SENDING THESE MY LOVEEE #i had so much fun and it made me really happy!!:(#asks #mutuals #ask games #levi.love #milky-aeons

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serpentsurgency · 27 days

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[Visible to Henry from @bridges-to-ashes!]

Your arms don't hurt.

You don't know whether that is a good thing. You're content with them not hurting, as opposed to earlier, but you can recognize that it's not a good thing. ... Something about blood flow. You know that's a thing. ... You don't know whether the lack of blood flow will help the hand that you've been worried about.

You adjust your head from where you're kneeling, the heavy metal chair that you had formerly been allowed to sit at during the start sitting too far for you to reach. ... Not that you could reach it, for a number of reasons. You find it hard to stay on track.

...

You adjust your head again as it slowly starts nodding down from where it's resting on one of your raised arms, supporting it against the arm as best as possible as you rest your eyes.

You can vaguely still smell the food that had been left behind the last time they had brought something. ... You couldn't tell if that had been less than an hour or a few hours.

Even if you weren't hungry last time, you knew you wouldn't have been able to do much more than pick at it. The water was more appealing and just a few minutes wasn't enough time to shake off the numbness paralyzing the only hand that was worth anything to pick at the bland chicken and rice.

... You don't like thinking about the meals. You don't like what they imply. You adjust your head again as the exhaustion starts getting the better of you yet again, knowing what will happen if either of your hands slips off the surface of the cold metal desk.

The meals were consistent. ... You think. Eggs and toast for breakfast, then chicken and rice for lunch and dinner before rinsing and repeating. Every meal came with water and a few minutes to use the restroom. ... You needed to remember to not try to drink from the facet. You should make a mental note of that. ... You know your head is too foggy from exhaustion to remember it.

... Right, five breakfasts. You could remember that much. You must be on... Day six. ... Someone would come soon. This would get figured out. You'd be alright.

... You adjust your head again.

... For a few moments, you consider just removing your hands from the desk again. Logically, you can do that any time. ... You know it'd just end the same way as last time though. ... You don't feel like bothering. ... You'll be fine. You can just keep waiting and sitting there with your arms uncomfortably raised to sit flat against the desk until something happened.

... You didn't want to think about what that 'something' could be. ...

... It all isn't as cruel as you figured they would be. It really isn't. It's just... It just stacks up. ... You just had to sit there. Don't move or they'll make it worse. ... You could do that.

...

You adjust your head again, carefully trying to stick to the thin line between getting some sort of rest to settle the heavy exhaustion and staying awake as to not unconsciously move your hands away or let them slip off where you'd been instructed to keep them. You just want to go home.

...

Just don't move.

...

At least your arms don't hurt.

#a tool of their trade #tales from the shelves #tw torture #ask to tag #[Visible to Henry]

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iamtooasharptool · 2 years

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The Oblivious Traveler’s First Kiss with Amber

cast: gn!reader x Amber

content: gn!twin calls gn!reader a fool in Latin

summary: what would the first kiss between Amber and The Traveler be like if The Traveler was as perceptive as Paimon; abrupt ending because I don’t know what I want to do with it yet

You would call yourself a modest person, though your twin would call it oblivious. So when Amber starts spending more time with you, you don’t consider why. When she smiles at you brightly during any time of day, you assume she smiles at everyone; that she’s a cheerful spirit or a positive thinker. You don’t consider how she must be tired, frustrated, or concerned sometimes, and how it isn’t always easy for her to keep showing only the best parts of herself to someone. You just assume this is how she always is. You don’t catch the furrow in her brow when you compliment other people. You don’t notice how quickly and loudly she volunteers to assist you in a quest. You would call yourself modest, but your twin would laugh at you in public and then in private would make sure you’re really listening before they told you, “that woman wants you, you fatuum.”

But your twin isn’t here now to protect you from your own ignorance. But Amber’s here. She is sitting on the balcony railing on the second floor of the tavern while you stand next to her and lean against that railing. As the country of wind, there is almost always a level of breeze sweeping through Mondstadt, and you feel a nostalgic pang when there isn’t any action around you and that breeze brushes across your skin. You don’t pay any attention to how Amber has been looking to the side to see you better, even when you feel her tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

Maybe for a moment, somewhere deep inside of your unconscious you might be thinking some version of “by golly isn’t it swell how we’re becoming such close friends?” because you don’t notice how she looks at you, and how her hand pauses for a moment after she tucks that strand of hair behind your ear. You have no Teyvatian idea of how she is considering the moment and if it is the right one for her to finally pull you close. You’re looking at the city streets, the architecture, and the people nearby, foolishly missing the attention you haven’t earned from this woman.

She groans angrily, which startles you.

“Huh?” is the kind of questioning noise you make.

Her nostrils are flaring. You haven’t noticed how hard she’s been trying to get or keep your attention tonight, or any other night, so you don’t understand how her groan is timed perfectly to her inner thoughts about you.

“It’s nothing,” she huffs, because she’s tried it all. She’s tried talking to you to get you to open up, which you have. She’s tried flirting with you, which you either responded to with playful sarcasm or inappropriate seriousness. Tonight she touched your arm over dinner almost relentlessly and the one time she felt bold enough to rub her booted leg against yours, you actually said “excuse me” and shifted in your seat to make sure your legs weren’t in her way.

“You seem upset,” you tell her.

You can’t tell for certain, but you could almost swear she was quietly growling.

“Amber?” you insist.

“Let’s have dinner again tomorrow,” she says.

“We have dinner together every day,” you chuckle. “And breakfast and most lunches.”

She turns to you with her expression that’s starting to seem less angry. “Just the two of us tomorrow.” You don’t know that you love her directness, because you don’t spend any time thinking about how good her behaviors make you feel.

“Is everything okay?” you ask her. “It’s not like you to put off telling me something.”

She scoffs, and then shakes her head. “That’s me, super upfront Amber,” she says in the same tone she tells people she’s an outrider, but there’s a twinge of sarcasm there you’re not used to hearing.

Now you’re feeling confused. You wonder, isn’t that exactly who she is? But it isn’t who you are, so you don’t ask any more questions. Instead, you climb onto the railing to sit next to her, having become used to sitting on the edges of cliffs or up in tall trees together. Since words aren’t helping you, you wonder if you should put your arm around her or try to hold her hand to comfort her, but instead you bump her shoulder lightly with yours.

She’s surprised, and you don’t realize how much you love watching the quick shifts in her facial expressions. If you blink you’ll miss her squinting at you in mock anger and then her mouth perking up at the corners before she rolls her eyes and gently nudges you back. You’re not insightful enough to understand how you could watch her expressions change for ages. You don’t realize how much Amber speaks not only with her words, but with her face and her body, especially when she’s around you.

Her thigh is against your thigh and you don’t know how this speeds up her heart rate. She’s brave enough to put her hand on your thigh as well, and you make her feel exasperated when you pat her hand like you would a child’s. She’s breathing differently but you don’t understand, even though your eyes are stuck to observing her every move and gesture. If only you could comprehend that while she’s honest and direct, she’s still capable of feeling vulnerable. She turns her hand to lace her fingers with yours, and are you finally getting the messages she’s been sending?

She turns her body towards you and yours instinctively turns as well, as if it’s in on the secret. She puts her hand on your jaw, her thumb lightly on your chin, and you could almost swear she’s trembling. She’s getting close to you, her gaze darting from your eyes to your lips, and you don’t realize she’s kissing you even when she finally is. It takes maybe three, maybe four sweet kisses and her eyes checking in with yours before you even consider she is doing this intentionally. It takes until you finally close your eyes and kiss her back for you to think she wants to be kissed back. It takes until her hands are in your hair and her breasts are pressing hard against you for you to formulate the realization that she’s kissing you, on purpose, and she wants you, specifically, to kiss her back.

[To Be Continued, maybe]

#amber #outrider amber #genshin fanfic #amber x reader #genshin impact fanfiction

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takeeachdayonebookatatime · 1 year

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Why did you elbow me? 89

Undercover Beckett part 4

Lanie: pov it's just before dinner and I mention to Castle he has to leave soon before he gets kicked out. I tell him I will call him tomorrow, I get to spend the night keeping an eye on Kate all night long. Dinner for Kate/Jo is a healthy soup, she only eats a little saying her tummy is upset.

Cindy: pov Jo hugs and kisses her husband goodbye. Lanie mentions Jo's heart rate is still a little high. Jeb grabs Jo's medical bag that has her meds and hands it to Lanie. I'm told to hold her hands above her head while Jeb holds her feet, Lanie mentions this is going to be very painful and possibly traumatizing since the medicine burns going in. Lanie cleans the area and uncapped the injector Amber is calmly talking to Jo, how nice.

Jeb: pov I'm holding her feet so she can't kick us. Lanie cleans the area and then injects the meds into her right side. That is when Jo starts screaming, I can hear the pain in her voice, I can see tears falling down her face. She is trying to move but we are holding her down, once she has calmed down enough Lanie moves the hair out of Jo's face. I help get her back in bed, she is asleep again Amber and Carlyle offer to take turns sitting with her.

Lanie: pov I'm talking with Jeb and Cindy together we work out a medicine schedule for Kate/Jo I tell them both the cough medicine she takes every 6 hours. That's 2 during the day and 2 at night the pain meds are every 4 hours during the day until the coughing stops. The last time she was sick with an upper respiratory virus she pulled a muscle from coughing. I mention the emergency heart meds are not needed unless it is an emergency. Me, Cindy and Jeb have timers on our phones set for her meds. Thankfully I brought her cough meds in Iv form also that way at night I don't have to wake her up to take them.

Kate/Jo: pov I wake up and find Lanie sitting in a chair near my bed. She says Amber and Carlyle are in Carlyle's room talking, Lanie helps me shower before bed. Jeb put a folding cot in my room for Lanie. The next morning Cindy comes in with my meds, Breakfast is a bowl of cheerios, Lanie is having frosted flakes. After breakfast Carlyle and Amber come into my room to keep me company. Some of the other girls are having a hard time with the drug withdrawals. Carlyle says Mandy is making out with her boyfriend again. I almost feel like telling her he also dated Sara, Chloe, Jill and Wendy. Those are the names of the dead girls. I try to get more info out of them by gossiping.

Amber: pov Jo mentions a few days ago Mandy's boyfriend was coughing while she was talking to him and since her immune system is not the best that must be where she got sick from. Jo says she knew Jill and she did not deserve to Die. Supposedly Lanie heard Jill was suffocated with a pillow probably from her own bed. In an angry raised voice Jo tells us her body was dumped in that alley near a pile of garbage, like trash no one deserves, that. Lanie tells her to calm down. I mentioned how sometimes when Mandy's boyfriend is over he hides so at night he can sleepover without her getting in trouble. She admitted it to me.

Cindy: pov for lunch Carlyle and Amber are going to eat in Jo's room with her. They feel bad that she is sick and don't want her to be alone. Lunch for Jo is oatmeal, she eats enough to satisfy Lanie. Who is having sandwiches with Carlyle and Amber.

Carlyle: pov Lunch was great, we had so much fun talking, Jo's husband Derek is coming to visit so me and Amber go to talk with Beth.

Castle: pov I arrive after lunch Lanie mentions Kate is getting her meds regularly and is doing great. She slept through the night, which is amazing she still has a cough. Kate tells me Sara, Chloe, Jill and Wendy all dated the same guy Mandy's boyfriend so have Ryan and Esposito look into them both. I tell her Darwin might be the killer so be careful. Kate also tells me Mandy's boyfriend hides so he could spend the night. Mandy comes over to see if Kate is feeling okay, Kate says yes thank you, Kate tells her "I hear your boyfriend is over, does he come over a lot?" Mandy says yes Kate blurts out I bet on the 14th you were surprised to see him she says no he comes every Thursday and Friday. Once everyone is gone I lay next to Kate and kiss her.

Cindy: pov in Jo's room she is in Derek's arms, her head resting on his shoulder, her arms are, around his neck and her butt is resting on his left hip, his left arm is holding her up. He is rubbing her back with his right hand, how sweet.

Esposito: pov picked up Darwin and took him back to the 12th precinct for some questioning. Turns out he had an alibi he was with Penny in her room making out the night of the murders. Castle calls updating us on the case Kate just got a bunch of info for us to go on. Mandy's boyfriend Charles dated all 4 of the dead girls and he visits every Thursday and Friday. He could have killed them. We know he sometimes hides so he can spend the night.

Ryan: pov we pick up Charles on the way back to the rehab place to question him turns out he has an alibi and his car was in the driveway all night the night Jill and the other 4 girls died we decide to ask his neighbors about him. To be continued. ……..

#fanfiction #tvshow #castle #caskett #nathanfillion #richardcastle #stanakatic #katebeckett #seamusdever #kevinryan #javieresposito #jonhuertas #tamalajones #lanieperish

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