chicken and potatoes and corn

🌿Cheap Witch Patchwork Soup🌿

Patchwork soup, a name my boyfriend coined for my most often made pick-me-up soup! It’s probably not practical to post this in the summer but David got struck down with a rough cold and he needs a pick me up for his interview tomorrow! This is a crockpot recipe because I’m a lazy witch but I’m sure you can cook it on the stove just fine. Feel free to change the recipe or measurements as you please, I’d rather you enjoy the taste, and remember everything tastes better with a little love.💚✨


  • 4 cups of chicken stock or vegetable for a vegan option
  • 3 russet baking potatoes diced in small pieces(you can usually find these for $1 a pound, so it comes out to .50-.75cents)(healing, grounding)
  • one cup of diced carrots or a 6oz can of diced carrots
  • 6 oz can of corn(protection, good health)
  • 10 oz can of cream of mushroom
  • 4-6 diced chicken breasts(how many you use is up to you, I like to get thinly sliced ones from walmart because it’s usually $4-5 and less fatty, black beans are a good vegan option)
  • 6 cloves of garlic or two tablespoons(healing and protection)
  • crushed black pepper(protection)
  • sea salt(cleansing, protection)
  • thyme(healing, health)
  • coriander or cilantro(same plant different parts)(healing, health)
  • 3 bay leaves(protection, healing, purification)
  • 2 tsp onion powder or a small onion(healing)
  • 1 tsp tumeric(healing)

It’s time to make some fucking soup.There’s not a lot of brewing and stewing in this recipe so your intention goes into the ingredients; focus on healing energies when you cut up your ingredients. The first layer of your soup should be the diced chicken, on top of that place your potatoes, then the carrots and corn. Remember each layer is another layer of healing to your soup! Now it’s time for your lovely spices, when putting them in your soup poor it on top in a clockwise motion, do the same for the cream of mushroom and broth afterwards. Cover and cook on high for six to eight hours! Stir once more clockwise before serving to fill it with extra love and healing energy. Pairs well with mint or ginger tea. Enjoy!🍵

every type of american cooking show contestant
  • the amateur chef that likes to cook for fun and doesn’t know how they made it that far into the show
  • the struggling chef with a tragic backstory
  • the loud italian that won’t stop making italian food and announcing that they’re italian every chance they get
  • the chef that’s only good at making desserts and panics when it’s an entrée
  • the southern chef that goes on about fried chicken, sweet potatoes, pies, corn, and their family of 40 all the time
  • the care-free charismatic chef that’s just there for the experience and is okay with going home
  • that one chef that always does everything last minute and can’t manage their time even if their life depended on it
  • the chef that’s always safe and never wins anything and then the one time they try and do something different they get eliminated
  • the one stressed-out chef that never knows what the hell they’re doing but manages to succeed and pull-through with their dish every time
  • the overconfident hardcore chef that wants to destroy everybody there and tries to cheat if they get the chance
  • the asian chef that makes delicious dishes and plates them in a gorgeous way every time
  • the edgy chef with tattoos up and down their arms that no one really has a problem with
  • an extremely experienced chef that shouldn’t even be there
  • the chef that won’t stop taking risks and putting twists on all of their dishes
  • the chef that we barely get to know and gets eliminated first and can barely remember that they ever existed by the end of the show
  • the hipster that always talks about their blog/food photography and gives an “urban” and “rustic” look to all of their dishes for aesthetic and sometimes names their dishes too
  • that one chef that’s a klutz, won’t stop messing up almost every single one of their dishes, always forgets ingredients, and completely doesn’t belong there yet somehow made it farther than most people for no reason whatsoever
  • the californian chef that won’t stop making mexican food and seafood
  • the foreign chef that’s just excited to be on the show
  • that one vegan/vegetarian chef that complains a lot
  • the mom that has kids at home and won’t stop mentioning how she’s cooking for them


Armani Crews, who turned 6 earlier this month, had been begging her parents for “a few months” to feed homeless people in her community, but her parents thought “she was joking,” her mother, Artesha Crews, told ABC News.

“I said, ‘OK, we’ll make some sandwiches,’ to which Armani said, 'No. I want the same thing we’d have at my birthday party,’” her mother recalled.

Even when her father, Antoine, informed her that if she wanted to go through with this, she wouldn’t get a birthday gift, the girl, whose birthday was March 5, persisted.

So the Chicago family spent about $300 buying food to deliver to homeless people in the city’s East Garfield Park neighborhood. They purchased chicken, fish, spaghetti, corn, green beans, mashed potatoes, rolls, cake, cookies, fruit and water.

After Armani mentioned her plan at the family’s local church, congregation members donated other items to create care packages for the homeless. Each care package included a toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, hand sanitizer and a snack, such as a granola bar.

Armani’s birthday party was a success, with the family feeding more than 125 people who gathered.
In a statement, the kindergarten student told ABC News, “It was nice to be nice.”

Her mother added, “She was excited. She was happy. Everybody was being fed. …One of the gentleman said he hadn’t had a hot meal in a long time.”

Now the 6-year-old wants to host another community meal for the homeless. Her mother said the family plans to return to the park “within the next couple of weeks.”


Unexpected Guest - pt. 1

This is based off a dream I had the other night, and decided to write out. Nothing special or exciting, just a fun, fluffy story. And now that I’m officially posting the first part, I’m dedicating myself to finishing the rest.

3,123 word(s) of fun and fluffy buildup. No warnings.  Leonard x Reader

You shimmered onto a familiar patch of grass. The warm breeze blew your hair gently around your face, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You opened your eyes slowly and stood there for a moment and stared at the quaint farmhouse your parents had given to you, with your bag slung over your shoulder, smiling ear to ear.

The Enterprise had just finished another mission and had come back for supplies and repairs, granting the crew a weeks leave. You had jumped at the opportunity to come home. It had been far too long since you’d been back.

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It’s weird to think that before about 1500, no one had ever eaten beef and potatoes.

(Or spaghetti with tomato sauce.  Or chicken with corn.  Or turkey with wheat bread.  Or pork with chili.  Or rice with red beans.)

Kidnapped || Prt. 2

Author: @punkof-pop
Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader
Words: 4,065
Warnings: None
Summary: Two months after being kidnapped, you’re dealing with the aftermath
Prt. 1
Prompt list

Two months. Two months since that night you were kidnapped. It doesn’t feel like two months. Not to you, Theo, not even your friends who helped save you. Your back has healed and scarred but sometimes, you could swear it was still burning like your first night in the hospital. You couldn’t see the scar, lucky for you, but you know it’s there and that’s enough for you to make sure your back is covered at all times. Scott tried to make you feel better about it while you were in the hospital. He said that it would be your reminder that you don’t have to have supernatural powers to be a hero. Had you not risked texting your friends, you and Theo would have been killed and those hunters would have found the pack eventually. It helped a little.

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Fallout 4 Companions As Parents

- Cait is the token ‘hot mom’, would definitely burst into the school like a hurricane if she found out her child was being bullied and demand the principal got up off their fat corporate funded ass to do something about it, if they didn’t she’d go to the kids houses and ask to fight the fucking parents, wouldn’t be able to cook to save her fucking life so your prime source of nourishment would be pizza she ordered (she’d be cool about it and let you pick whatever toppings you want), bedtime would be nonexistent and vague and she’d pretty much just tell you to go to sleep whenever she figures out it’s actually pretty late, you’d find her the next morning passed out on the couch with a bag of pretzels tucked into her side, ‘sex ed’ mom who all your friends come to for help even before the actual sex ed teacher or their parents, everyone’s kind of scared of her so you don’t really have to worry about anyone bullying you, let you have your first sip of alcohol, once you get older lets you have some drinks as long as you stay in the house bc she knows kids always find a way to drink, when you wanna try out for a sports team she helps you work out and trains with you, when you go on your first date and they come to pick you up she glares a hole into their head but tries to be polite bc you’re her fucking baby, gives you the coolest hand-me-down clothes

- Hancock, ‘the Cool Dad’, one time you came home in tears after getting dress coded in Jr. High and he was genuinely flapperghasted (’you look fine? The fuck you mean they said ‘you were distracting the boys’?? You’re eleven???), busts into the school and gives the principal AND the teacher who dress coded you the scare/tongue lashing of their fucking lives, lets you wear whatever you want within reason, takes you shopping and if you pick up something weird that tangibly no one else would wear he looks at you dead serious and says ‘i love it.’, the ‘fuck yeah stick it to old people while eating cereal in his jammies’ dad, totally respects and adores your rebellious phase bc you’re teaching yourself that the system is corrupt, always went to all your daddy/daughter or father/son dances and events and scared the shit out of all the other parents despite being the friendliest person there, picks you up from school blasting rock music and takes you to get ice cream after a game/performance/bad day, ‘auntie fahrenheit’ who comes to visit and always stays up watching true crime and law and order with you, she teaches you practical self defense as opposed to hancock’s ‘here’s a knife stab em until they drop’ take on it, occasionally picks you up from school to go play laser tag with hancock and all their friends, has an entire hanse of friends who all think you are a fucking angel and would probably die for you, he helps you clean up after a wild party so your other parent doesn’t find out, when you come home drunk as a fucking skunk he makes you a sandwich gets you some gatorade and tucks you into bed only promptly to wake you up at 6AM to mow the lawn to teach you a valuable lesson, when your first date comes to pick you up he greets them in his signature ‘hancock’ coat draped over his jammies eating chocolate rice krispies with a ‘sup dude’ no matter what gender they are much to your utter embarrassment, always the first to hug you after someone breaks your heart

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Bad and Boujee: Tom Holland x Black Reader Headcanon

Originally posted by kiingholland

For @hufflepuffholland and @spideyarms PoCofMarvel day which is a great day and it’s so exciting they’re putting it on. Here is a headcanon inspired by everything extra I hope to be in life haha. Hope you guys enjoy, I think I’m going to write something else for PoCofMarvel day later and then another general headcanon so stick around for that. With all that said, here we go. I have a LOT of ideas on this because tbh this would be me living my best life with my mans.


Word Count: 1431

Warnings: Sexual suggestiveness andddd swearing

Taglist: @tbholland @stephie-senpai @cersei-lannister

  • Your first introduction to Tom was at a grocery store.
  • You stepped away to grab some ice-cream, leaving your cart alone. You returned to find it missing.
    • “What the fuck?”
  • You began to search for your cart to find two guys standing next to it, one blonde (fight me I’m holding onto the belief that Haz is a blonde) and one brunette
    • “Um hey, assholes you stole my cart.”
    • They’d both turn around and the brunette would be infatuated with you.
    • His eyes looked you up in down drinking in how you looked in your yellow sweater and jeans.
    • “Hello-o-o, you have my cart,” You repeated snapping your fingers.
    • “Sorry you have similar stuff in the cart to us, we got confused,” The blonde would explain away.
    • You’d nod and reach to grab the cart as the brunette appeared to be in a trance.
    • “I’m Tom,” He finally said as you placed your Louis Vuitton Neverfull in the cart and extended your manicured hand.
    • “Y/N.”
  • The two of you exchanged numbers and began talking.
  • Your first official date ended up being at a concert.
  • Baby boy is shook when he sees you in a tight Herve Leger white bandage dress and a black faux fur jacket with matching black Louboutins. 
    • “You look gorgeous.”
    • “Aren’t I always?”
  • At the concert, both of you would be a little tipsy. His hands would be all over you, pulling you close to his body. Your hand would run through his curly hair as he pressed kisses into your shoulder.
  • Let’s just say the two of you ended up leaving that concert early.
  • Your relationship bloomed from there, going from casual dating to being serious and moving in with each other.
  • Tom is super spoiled by you, whenever he’s at home from filming.
  • You throw it down in the kitchen, whenever he’s around. He falls in love with soul food.
    • Mac and cheese (not the box shit), fried chicken, cornbread, corn pudding, ribs, sweet potato casserole, green beans, collard greens, pecan pie, banana pudding, and more.
  • Whenever he goes back to filming he always craves your food and whines about it to Haz, to the point where Haz is practically begging you to visit just so you can make Tom happy again.
  • He’d try to come up with any excuse for you to make a big meal.
    • “Oh babe, look I got some new followers. You should cook a celebratory meal.”
    • “We went one day without seeing paparazzi, you should make more food.”
  • Thanksgiving was like his heaven because he’d wake up and already could smell the food.
  • He’d come in to find you wearing one of his old shirts and a Versace hair scarf.
  • His arms would snake around your waist and rest his head on your shoulder.
    • “Whatcha making?”
    • “Thanksgiving dinner.”
    • “Can I try it now?”
    • “No Tommy, just relax and be patient.”
  • He’d then put on 90s rap (because it was his favorite and you grew up on it) and he’d keep you company dancing and singing with you as you cooked.
  • You’d finish cooking maybe an hour before people were supposed to arrive.
    • “Thomas, I’m serious do not touch the food. I’m going to get ready. Just look pretty and greet guests.”
    • Once you were out of sight he’d go to sneak some of your mac and cheese.
  • When living together you start learning more things about each other and he started picking up on your…extraness.
    • “Love, why do you need to drink everything out of a straw?”
    • “Can’t ruin the lip gloss.”
  • You’d get your nails done once a week, always coordinating the color with your mood at the moment.
  • He’d find it fun to look at the different colors each week, making it a game to figure out what you’re going to do next.
    • “Ooh it’s red, my favorite.”
  • At the same time, he’d make fun of you for constantly changing your nails. He’d always tease you about how they were so long he didn’t see how you could get anything done. 
  • Those complaints stopped in the bedroom though when he enjoyed your nails clawing into his back as you screamed his name.
  • Zendaya introduced you to the person who does her eyebrows and your life was CHANGED let me tell you.
  • Speaking of Z,  you end up being the best of friends and it drives Tom crazy.
  • The two of you love roasting him, much to his dismay. He’s used to it from her, but you joining in drives him up the wall.
  • You’d make sure he knows you love him though.
    • “I’m sorry boobear, you know I love you.” you’d say hugging him from behind and then jumping on his back making him laugh.
  • He’d have a lot of nicknames for you
    • Princess/Queen: Which he called you depended on your mood. If you were being more vulnerable then he would call you princess. If you were commanding authority then he’d call you Queen.
    • Darling- every time he called you darling you couldn’t help that your legs felt like jelly. He’d always call you darling when he was trying to turn you on.
    • Angel- he said you were like his fallen angel. To which you responded “wouldn’t that make me the devil?” but you still let him call you angel. It’s the thought that counts.
    • Love- he sort of called everyone love (force of habit) but sometimes it felt more sentimental
  • Both of you were protective of each other, just in different ways.
  • You were extremely protective of people invading his privacy. 
    • If paparazzi were ever out you knew he was trained to not say anything, but you had no managers so you didn’t mind letting them have it.
      • “You can back it up and go get an actual job! Seriously what’s wrong with you he’s trying to live his life! What the fuck!”
  • You’d also be protective of him when random girls came up to him, acting as if you didn’t exist.
    • You were subtle about it, placing a hand on his chest and leaning into him.
    • On one occasion a girl attempted to kiss him, but he dodged her advances.
    • “Aw sweetie are you jealous,” She teased.
    • “Of what honey? He has all of this,” You’d say gesturing to yourself. “Why would he want all that?” You’d say gesturing to her.
    • That night ended in angry sex between you and Tom, but it was worth it.
  • He was protective of people saying dumb shit to you.
    • If someone made racist comments he’d instantly go into protective mode.
    • You would never point them out to him (because you didn’t want to give them attention) but if he found them on his own there would be hell to pay.
  • He’d also have a bit of a jealousy issue.
    • His hands were normally all over you, but if a guy tried to flirt with you behind his back he’d be even more protective.
    • Tom would practically be carrying you throughout the party by how tightly he was holding onto you.
    • “Tommy, why would I want him when I have you?” You’d say kissing up his next. “Relax, my love.”
    • That night would end in him reminding you exactly why you love him so much.
  • He loved you wore gold, yellow, white, black and red simply because of the way they complimented your skin tone.
  • He especially loved you in gold jewelry.
  • He would buy you a nameplate necklace with his name on it and would love to kiss your chest anytime he saw you in it.
  • You wore a gold dress with him to the Oscars and his hand was practically glued to your waist.
    • “Tommy, I can’t go on stage with you.”
    • “But you’re my real prize.”
  • The two of you had a similar music taste always making car rides interesting.
  • You’d have a game of secretly recording the other singing and then putting it on Instagram.
  • He was exceptionally good at dodging your camera.
  • The closest you got was when the two of you were singing along to Drunk in Love, but he figured you were recording and tossed you over his shoulder.
  • And what he thinks about your hair…well there will be another headcanon of that
Loved Me Back To Life 4

Mothers Day comes and the boys cook an amazing meal before they go back and finish filming the current season. But while the boys are away Jaclyn gets sick and the reader tries everything in her power to help her baby girl feel better. 

Jensen Ackles and Reader, The Padalecki’s, The Collin’s

Extreme Fluff, Tired Momma Reader, Sick Baby, Cute Husbands

@supernatural-jackles @not-moose-one-shots @5minutefanfiction@smacklesandstretch67 @bringmesomepie56 @sanityoverrated27@deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @deanscolette @mysteriouslyme81 @jensen-jarpad @27bmm @deathtonormalcy56 @kittenofdoomage @luci-in-trenchcoats @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala @nichelle-my-belle @not-moose-squad @notnaturalanahi

Part One Part Two Part Three

No ill will or offense to the Ackles and their beautiful families! This is pure fiction!

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

              We were in the hospital for three days, making sure we were happy and healthy. When we were finally released from the hospital, I was happy to go home and sleep in my own bed. Jaclyn was amazing and I could see both of us in her. We pulled in the driveway, and let out a sigh happy to be home and relax. I grabbed the car seat and bag, she was still out like a light, just like her daddy. After I had put her in the bassinet I walked over to the bed and just fell face first into the blanket.

              I heard chuckling and knew it was husband, I then felt the bed dip and a warm hand run through my hair. I rolled over and gave him a playful scowl, “Why Mr. Ackles! Are you really laughing at your wife who just brought that cute little person into the world?” I mock gasped then grabbed a pillow hitting in the side of his face. “Your gonna regret that sweetheart!” “Ok Dean!”

              He rolled me to my side then pulling me to him, in his arms. We just laid there relishing in the peace and quiet. “Why don’t you get some rest and when you wake up we’ll make dinner” “Sounds good babe.” I fell asleep laying in Jays arms, he always knew how to make you feel safe.

              The next time I had woken up it was 8:30 at night, I immediately felt bad for sleeping for so long. I stretched and headed down stairs, I could hear singing and automatically knew it was Jen singing. I walked into the living room to see a sight that filled my heart with more happiness I had ever known. He was sitting on the couch, gently rocking her and singing to her. She watched him with such amazement, such fascination. I just walked in and sat down next to them, she started fussing again and I knew she was hungry.

              I took her into my arms, and started feeding her. Jen just pulled me back and just watched at this amazing miracle brought to him. Once she was fed and burped, I just held her until she passed out. “What’s for dinner babe?” “I was thinking Chinese” “I love you” He just chuckled and called our order in. I put her in her bassinet and just watched this beautiful little human.

              A month down the road was Mother’s Day, so Jared, Jensen and Misha were going to cook for us. We were a little terrified at their kitchen skills but felt blessed to have such amazing men by our sides. I looked around the Padalecki’s living room, watching the kids play on the floor while Gen held Odette and Jaclyn in my arms. When she started fussing I knew she was hungry, so Gen offered the guest room for some privacy.

              Anytime I could do this with her, made me feel closer to her every time. She looked so much like her daddy, her sparkling green eyes and blonde hair made me see so much in her already. Once she was happy and full, I went back out to smell the most awesome smell. Gen had already put down Odette so I put Jaclyn in next to her and it was so cute how they snuggled closely. “I think they’re friends already” Gen just smiled wiping away the tears that I was shedding as well.

              “Dinner’s ready!” I felt a pair of hands grab me and pull me back. “Honey why are you crying?” “Look at them Jay, I am so blessed for all of this” I sniffled and continued “Thank you for all of this, for being an amazing husband, and an amazing father and just all and all amazing” He put his chin on my shoulder and kissed my cheek. “I should be thanking you for coming that day, if you hadn’t come for your last video this wouldn’t have happened”

              He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the dinner table, it was a feast. There were grilled steaks and chicken, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes, fresh made ice tea and a pecan and peach pie for desert. We all sat down, Jen said the prayer then we all dug in. The meal was amazing, and the stories along with the laughter made the day better. When we finally got home that night, I was one happy mama. I was full, happy and tired. The boys had a few more days of filming left, but the boys felt bad for leaving so quickly. “Jay it’s ok, just come back home, that’s all I ask” “I will always come back home to you”

              He put JR down and sang to her just like every night, once she was out he came back down hugging me and kissing me. Just then his phone went off letting him know that Jared and Misha were there. “I love you baby” I grabbed his cheeks pulling him down for a deep kiss “I love you more”. He kissed me once more then headed out. I checked on Jaclyn once more before going to the master bathroom to get a bath. I walked in to see a basket with oils, salts, lotions, and body wash.

              I called my amazing husband thanking him with tears in my eyes. He just reminded me that I deserved it and that he would text me when he got to Vancouver. I started the bath water and decided to use the rose bath salts tonight. Once I settled in the water it was a cocoon of relaxation and comfort, I stayed in until my skin started to prune. I put on one of Jay’s flannels and a pair of panties, conking out when my head hit the pillow.

              When I woke up, it was about seven, so I went to check on Jaclyn. She was still sleeping away, so I went downstairs to get breakfast started. I checked my phone and was happy to see a picture from Misha of Jensen and Jared asleep on set. I just chuckled and shook my head, I started the coffee and turned on the radio. It was then Jaclyn started crying, I went up and picked her up, noticing she was warm. I called Gen panicking a little bit, she calmed me down and said that she would bring over some Tylenol to help with the fever.

              I had a bassinette that sat on the couch, so I laid her in there and grabbed a cool washcloth to help cool her down. Between sleeping and crying, Gen had brought over some things to help me out. I thanked her immensely, and she said she was happy to do it. It was eight at night when she started crying again, so I took off the flannel then took off her onesie. I laid her on my chest then pulled the flannel over her, blanketing her in her daddy’s smell.

              She fell asleep like that, and I was more than happy to lay there and watch her be calm and relaxed. I took a picture and text it to Jen, I kept him updated throughout the day on she was feeling. Of course, he felt guilty for not being there to help but I just nixed it before it got too bad. It had been about two days with no sleep but her fever was almost gone and that was all worth it.

              I was sitting on the floor with Jaclyn between my knees, I was playing peek-a-boo and tickling her tummy. I was so in the moment I didn’t hear the front door open and close, I didn’t hear the footsteps coming my way. “How are my girls?” I jumped a little bit, and saw Jay standing there with a smile. “What are you doing back so soon? Not that I mind” “We pushed through it so we could get home, the guys wanted me to get home” I just smiled with tears in my eyes “I’ll have to thank them later”

              “Right now, you’re going to get a shower and get some sleep ok?” I nodded and just hugged him to me. I went upstairs and took a near scalding shower, letting the hot water relax my muscles and wash away the odors. I was happy and relaxed, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Jay’s t-shirt’s. I fell asleep snuggled into a ball falling asleep quickly, happy to know that my husband was home for the summer.

Mr. Mom Chapter 2 (Jensen x Reader)

Originally posted by iwriteaboutdean

Title: Mr. Mom Chapter 2

Summary:  When Jensen loses his job, his wife uses her skills to go back to work. Jensen’s find with it, thinking he’ll just gets naps and TV time all day. Until he actually has to take care of the kids.

Warnings: Maybe minor suggestive stuff? Idk

AN: Here’s the winner of the voting! So Mr. Mom and Reality will be worked on side by side

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