best party food

Sledgehammer

Steve Rogers x Reader Fic

A/N: Once again I have been trolling Spotify instead of focusing on what I should be, and this is what comes of it. 

Summary: A dance party of Tony’s takes a turn when a joke is played which you don’t find funny, causing you to reveal a long kept secret.

Word Count: 3482  |  Warnings: Foul language, small angst, mostly fluff

Songs : Can’t Feel My Face by The Weekend, Sledgehammer by Fifth Harmony, There’s Nothing Holding Me Back by Shawn Mendes


Your heart pounded in your chest, racing in time to the music. The bass thudding, beat heavy, sultry lyrics floating through the air. Sweat glistened on your skin as you danced with Wanda and Natasha.

Tony always threw the best parties. 

Food, drinks, and music abounded. You got to dress to the nines, fabulous clothes and shoes which made your legs look divine. There was nothing like it, in your estimation.  

The only thing which would make your night better would be if the tall blond soldier standing by the bar would come dance with you, but Steve was being the stoic, brooding Captain you knew and loved.  

Not that he knew you loved him. Everyone else did, but not Steve. The man was oblivious.  

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“THIS PRECIOUS MARGAREYTE IS PAST FROM THIS WORLDE, NOT AS OTHER FFLOURES BE THAT TO DAY BE FAYRE, AND TO MOROWE WITHERED AND DRYE, BUT THIS OURE FAYRE FLOURE AS LONG AS THE SEA HATH FYSHES, AND THE SKYE TWINKLING STARRES, UNTYLL THE SOUNDE OF THE LAST TROMPET SHALL CALL ALL CREATURES TO JUDGEMENT, HER FAME, HER HONOUR, HER LIBERALITYE, HER PRUDENCE, HER CHASTYTYE & HER EXCELLENT VERTUE SHALL BE COMENDYD FOR  EUER”  

Happy 574th birthday to Margaret Beaufort.
A woman who was maritally raped at  12 went through a horrendous body-damaging birth at 13, had to marry no less than four times, because of politics and the need to survive, and spent half her life fighting for the freedom and return of her only son.
A woman who believed having a lot of money was God’s way of using you to help the poor and less fortunate, who took in the homeless, cared for the sick, who allowed anyone to eat and drink at her table at Christmas, who threw the best parties that food made the table groan with the weight of it.
A woman who was an advocate of other women, giving money so poor women could get married, defending and helping Cecily when she married against the king’s wishes, protected her granddaughter from being maritally raped as she was.
A woman who was intelligent and helped found colleges at Cambridge and Oxford, who translated books from French into English, who supported and funding the development of the printing press, who encouraged the access of knowledge and reading to all.
A woman who was smart enough to make alliances where others hadn’t, who secretly communicated with Elizabeth Woodville for an outcome that benefited them both, who continued to fight for her son even when everything was taken from her.
  A woman who survived the constant political upheaval throughout her life, survived an attainder of treason, survived changing of kings, survived a horrific birth, survived being parted from her son, survived seeing loved ones die around her, including her own beloved son. 

A woman who is now portrayed in popular culture as a multiple murderer, a borderline sociopath, and a mean-spirited over-ambitious religious nut. 

Happy Birthday, Margaret, and also sincere apologies on behalf of historical inaccurate media. 

cecille-b  asked:

i assume you're the type of person who makes people feel better just be being in their presence, and you throw the best parties with THE BEST food 😊

OMG it’s like you know meeeee?!?! i take parties SO seriously, & if i do it, I DO IT. 

& i try as hard as i can to leave people feeling better!!! 

hugs n love to you, babe!!!!!!!! 

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Vegan pizza adventure (at Plant Based Pizza)!

Pictured: The Hawaiian, Mediterannean, garlic cheesy bread, Five Veggie, and Tomato Loves Pesto. 

Everything was amazing and delicious and life-changing. If you are ever in San Jose, CA, please visit this little restaurant. 

Why doesn’t anybody talk about how the Hufflepuffs had their common room almost right next to the kitchen?

Headcanon where the Hufflepuffs have been great friends with the house elves for many generations.
Hufflepuffs having the best parties, with great food, and sometimes the house elves even smuggle some fire whiskey in.
Hufflepuffs buying a lot of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavoured Beans, because the house elves like to taste many different things. Hufflepuffs only giving them the ones that looks like they taste good.
House elves being nice to everyone because they remember how happy it made them, when they first started working at Hogwarts and the Hufflepuffs were so nice to them.
Professor Sprout seeing the Hufflepuffs coming home from Hogsmeade with their pockets full of Bertie Bott’s and she can’t help but smile, remembering herself doing the same as a student.