fruit at the bottom

>Summer Fruit Smoothie<

INGREDIENTS
Bottom layer: (mango)
1 banana
2 frozen mangoes
1 nectarine
1 cup coconut water

Top layer: (raspberry)
1 banana
1 1/2 cups frozen raspberries
1 cup coconut water

METHOD
Combine and blend the ingredients for the mango smoothie. Pour into a jar until it’s half way full.
Combine and blend the ingredients for the raspberry smoothie. Pour into a jar, filling it up to the top. Top with frozen raspberries/anything else you would like.

bucky hates yogurt

It all starts with an innocent enough question. “Need anything from the store?”

“Yeah! Can you get me some yogurt?”

“Sure.”

Then a door opens to an endless array of options that Bucky Barnes was not prepared for. Standing in front of the dairy case that had a literal library of yogurt options made the simple favor of buying Sam yogurt into an unsolvable puzzle.

Bucky squared his shoulders and examined the clusters of yogurt cups. There was brand name, generic, Greek, light, Greek light, low carb, whipped (?!), fruit on the bottom, 100 calories only… and flavors. So many flavors.

He reached out for a strawberry banana cup, then paused. Did Sam hate strawberry flavored things or banana flavored things? It was one of the two. Okay, blueberry then. Wait. Was Sam allergic to blueberries?

Bucky took out his phone and called Steve.

“Yeah, Buck?” Steve was out of breath. “I’m a little busy.”

“What kind of yogurt does Sam like?”

“What?”

“Is Sam allergic to blueberries?”

“Uhh, I dunno.”

“You don’t know?” Bucky really counted on Steve to pull him out of this one, but he was failing miserably.

“Bucky, I gotta go, there’s–”

“Whatever, bye.” Bucky stuffed his phone back in his pocket and grabbed ten cups of yogurt at random. Cultured milk should not be this difficult. Sometimes Bucky hated the twenty-first century.

“This is an… eclectic mix.” Sam grinned as he peeled the lid off of a caramel mocha yogurt cup, chuckling. “Blueberry or vanilla would’ve worked.” 

There’s his answer. Bucky raised his cup of “key lime pie” to Sam. 

“Thanks, Barnes.”

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One of the owners, Iwaki Masaru-san, is from Kanazawa and feels very familiar to me 😇
We ate plain macadamia nuts, seasonal strawberries, and seasonal fruit pancakes (everyone had some)
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Frozen Over

Bucky x Reader

Chapter (11/?)

Masterlist (x)

Warnings: none

AN: Hello friends! thank you for all the positive feedback!! I’m really excited about this story now!! I hope i can always have enough time to write chapters!! Let me know what you think about Frozen Over!


You traveled down the tall hill that the base was settled on.  Even though it was transitioning into spring there was still a layer of snow on the ground.  Spring never stopped mother nature in Russia from making it snow.  Your black boots crunched the fluffy, white snow, leaving your tracks behind.  

You played with the money in your jacket pocket.  Zola had left behind a large amount of money when he left.  They were funds for weapons and research, but only you knew about it, so you used it for food.  So every once in awhile you would travel to the little village at the bottom of the hill and buy some fruits and bread.  Neither you nor Winter were a good cook, it was always a struggle to make actual meals.  Sometimes you could get food from the babushka that you had befriended.

When you met her it was a really snowy day and you came to the village to stock up on food.  The elderly woman was having trouble carrying her goods and you hated to watch her struggle.  You offered to carry her bags and walk her back to her house.  She thanked you with home made soup and pastries that you ended bringing back to Winter.  It was probably the best food you two had eaten in years.  

She went to the market every Saturday morning, so you went to help her carry food and she could repay you with cooked meals.  You called her babushka Marina.  She was such a loving lady, which made her very easy to talk to.  Although you never told her about who you really were.  In all honesty you weren’t exactly sure who you were besides Frostbite, Agent 0,  one of  Hydra’s powerful assets.

You told her your name was Liliya and your boyfriend’s name was Bucky.  You always had the urge to call Winter Bucky, so when you had the chance to rename him, you went with instincts.  

You would like to believe that maybe you and Winter could be in a relationship.  After years of having to repress feelings and emotions towards him, you could finally let it all out.  

That’s why you enjoyed going to the market so much.  It was a chance to socialize with people other than Winter.  Even if you didn’t get the chance to talk to anyone, it was still nice to be in an environment with other people.  

The market came into view as the tall bare trees began to clear.  You could hear all the chattering of people exchanging food and talking about each other’s lives.  You let out a sigh of contentedness as you finally entered the village.  Recently you’ve been very aware that you didn’t dress like the other young women from here.  They all wore pretty patterned dresses with furry coats, they looked delicate.  Insecurity wasn’t what you felt but more like worry.  You didn’t want attention towards you, because maybe Hydra could find you again.  

As you were lost in thought looking at all the women you felt a soft grip on your arm.  You were surprised, so instinctively you quickly pulled your arm away and turned ready to fight.

When you realized who it was you instantly dropped your arms and untensed.

“My is that any way to greet me”, said Babushka Marina.

“I’m sorry, I was just wasn’t expecting it”, you said ashamed for acting that way in public.

“It’s alright, fluturaș.” She gave your arm a comforting rub.  Her face contorted when her finger ran over a whole on your sleeve.  “I see you’re dressed in you best today”, she smirked sarcastically.

You looked down at your jacket and realized how beat up it actually was.  There were cuts and distressed marks all over the thing.  You thought it had character but to other  “normal” people it was trash.  “Uh yeah, I don’t really have anything better to wear.”

“Your man let you go out like that?”, she asked while looking through some pears.

You scratched the back of  your head in confusion as you followed behind her. “Is that a rule?”  

She picked up a pear and gave it a light squeeze then gave it to you. “Well it is the 60’s, but no it isn’t a rule.  I was just wondering.”

You let out a relieved laugh, “Oh that’s good.” You paid for the pears and then turned to Babushka.  “Are there any houses for sale here?”

She gave you a surprised look, “You’re looking to move?”

“Uh well, I don’t know. It would be nice to live here”, you shrugged your shoulders.

“Well I’m not too sure, but I’m bound to leave sometime”, she said as she winced to pick up her basket of fruit.

You rushed to pick it up before her.  You tsked at her comment, “Oh you stop that, you’ll live for hundreds of years.”  You gave a little chuckle to lighten the mood.

“If only”, she laughed.  “Alright come with me back home and we can continue talking.  My legs are getting tired.”

You carried her things as she told you some old stories when she was young.  You always loved her stories, they made time pass by so fast.  Before you even realized it, it was already dark.  

“Thank you for your stories and food, but I need to go home”, you got up off the couch and put down your empty tea cup.  

“Oh I didn’t realize it was late out already. Silly me filling your head with old memories”, she scolded herself.  

You hugged her, “It’s okay, because I don’t have my own.” She didn’t ask you about it, but she gave you an extra long hug before letting you leave.  

“I’ll see you soon, right fluturaș?”, she asked.

You paused, you didn’t like making promises you couldn’t keep but you didn’t want to let her down. “Yeah, I’ll see you next week.”

With that you closed door and you trudged up the snowy hill with a bag of food.  The woods seemed extra quiet tonight.  Every time something actually did make a noise you moved into a fighting position.  It was unnerving and it felt like your every move was being watched, like you were prey.  When you finally reached the base you opened the door quickly and looked outside as you closed it.  

Since you were walking in backwards you felt your back bump into something.  Suddenly arms wrapped around your torso.  

You were about to go into Frostbite mode until you heard, “You’re back!”  Hearing the familiar voice instantly made you relax.

“Geez Wint, you really scared me there.”  You sighed, but you could still feel your heart beating against your chest.

“Why are you so jumpy?”, he nuzzled his nose into your neck.

You tried to wiggle out of the embrace but it wasn’t happening, so you had to waddle to the eating area with him clinging to you.  “I don’t know.  It felt like someone was watching me.”  You placed your bags on the table and turned around so you could finally hug Winter back.  

He placed  his metal hand on the back of your head to pull you closer to him. “It’s okay, no one is watching you.”  For some reason you weren’t convinced this was true, but you tried to push that feeling away.  Winter could tell you were still tense so he tried to change the subject. “So what does babushka have for us this week?”

He let you go and you went to the bags on the table.  You started to dig through them and put the containers on the table. “We’ve got some soup, cabbage rolls, some potatoes, sweet bread, and I bought some fruit and milk.”

He hummed in joy at all the food.  “Sounds great! Thank you for getting the food!”  He came over and kissed the side of your head.

When he did that, a question you have been wondering for awhile resurfaced in your brain.  You bit your lip to try to keep yourself from asking, but you couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“Hey Wint?”, you asked hesitantly.

Winter stopped what he was doing and turned to look at you, “Yeah Frost?”

You looked down at the ground and rubbed your arm. “Umm, well I don’t know how to ask this.”

Winter scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, “What?”

“Are we….” you paused with anxiety building in your chest, but you took a deep breath, “Are we in a relationship?”

“A relationship?… Frost”, he ran a hand through his hair.

When you heard the tone in his voice, you instantly knew where this was going.  You could feel the pain pressing on your chest as tears filled your eyes.  You weren’t sure why you were getting so upset over this.  “I get it…”, you squeaked out.

“No Frost don’t!”, he quickly walked to you. “I don’t even know what a relationship is!”

“Like we are boyfriend and girlfriend”, you laughed through a tear.

“Of course we are friends!”, Winter gave you a pained look.

“No, Wint”, you laughed as you wiped a few stray tears off your face.  “Boyfriends and girlfriends are more than friends. Like.. they love each other.”

His eyes widened at the word love.  It was something that was always forbidden to him but now he is face to face with it. “I do love you.”  He said in a very serious voice.  

You looked at him with wide eyes, “You do?!”

“I really do.”  He closed his eyes tight thinking about the first time he has felt this way, and it was the day he first saw you.  When you were brought into his life, you brought back humanity too.  You gave him: emotions, feelings, hope, the sense of comfort, you were everything good in his life. Now he really understood how much you meant to him. Suddenly, he felt the most pure and passionate feeling his has ever felt before, love.  

Without thinking he grabbed your face in both of his hands and pulled your face into his.  His rough lips crashed against yours.  You were shocked by his sudden actions but you couldn’t help but melt into the kiss.  This was the feeling Babushka Marina was talking about.  It felt like your heart was fluttering in your chest, like your legs had just become jelly and he was the only thing that could keep you standing.  Your brain had an explosion of thoughts that made everything a blur.  You were so absorbed into this kiss that when you both pulled away you realized you weren’t breathing the entire time.  

“You take my breath away, Winter”, you smirked against his lips.

“You take my pain away”, you whispered. “I really do love you.”

You looked at him with happy tears this time. “I love you too. We’re in this together forever.

“And always”, he finished.

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and only so much remains:
a sun, huge and gross

the erect gift always
I drift under it,

the carpet, without
economy but afraid

afraid of dreams
that they might build

conveyor belts there,
everywhere their smile

I crawl deeper away
to live in the dark land

with clumps of earth
to feel something

at the bottom: fruiting
bodies, little pupae

of nightly moistness,
on my hands unafraid,

with nothingness,
of nothing

twenty-onedrawings  asked:

I haven't thought about yoghurt in three years but I saw your blog and now I really really want some yoghurt, and for some reason specifically that Yoplait strawberry yoghurt with the fruit slices and favor at the bottom that you had to mix in????? I don't know why help

Oooooh that sounds yummy! Do it do it do it

  • Blue Sargent right after Gansey’s death.
  • Blue can’t ever eat the same yogurt she used to because when she did, she looked down into the cup after she was finished eating and saw all of the fruit at the bottom. She remembered the times Gansey eagerly took the fruit. Blue throws it in the trash. She can’t stomach yogurt after that.
  • Blue withdrawing into herself. She doesn’t say much anymore. She just stares, endlessly, into nothing. Nothing at all. What was the point of it all?
  • Blue skipping school. Her grades are horrible. She can’t care. 
  • Blue sneaking out of the house at night to go to Monmouth Manufactoring. She doesn’t go inside. Instead, she gets into the Pig, using keys that Ronan gave to her wordlessly. She falls asleep in the backseat, breathing in the smell of gas and the lingering scent of Gansey. 
  • Blue can’t be around the boys very much. Their faces only reflect the same awful emptiness she feels and it’s just too much. And their very presence screams that one will always be missing.
  • Blue looking for something to watch on tv. “Fun with Dick and Jane” is on. She laughs. She laughs and laughs at the irony until she’s sobbing.
  • Blue watering Gansey’s mint plant. She’s tempted to let it wither and die. 
  • Blue stealing one of Gansey’s pillows to bring back to her own room.
  • Blue tracing Gansey’s handwriting in his journal. He feels so close
  • Blue vowing to herself that she will never in her life love someone like she did Gansey. She doesn’t even want to try.