grilled dish


Reader x Stiles Stilinski


Imagine: You are Derek Hale’s daughter and has a passionate relationship with Stiles Stilinski, but he doesn’t know. Once he founds out, he invites Stiles over to dinner and you decide it’s good timing to make him pay for all the teasing.

N/A - It’s nearly three in morning, so forgive me for any mistakes. I’ll fix them later. 

Warnings: sort of smut, but it only has some handjob; also, swearing. that’s all. 

Word Count: 1767

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Anonymous: Overwatch boys (McCree, reaper, lucio, etc) taking care of their s/o when they are sick


  • He’ll make you some soup (Chicken noodle, Ramen, Udon, you name it) if you have a sore throat. If your illness is harrowing on your appetite, he’ll give you the broth instead, making sure you get some sort of sustenance while you’re feeling ill.
  • He really doesn’t care if he gets sick. He’ll lay by your side with his arms wrapped around you even if you’re the most nauseous person in the world. He’d want you to be comforted, not quarantined.
  • Cartoons all day and all night when you can’t sleep.
  • He won’t leave the house if you’re too sick to complete basic life necessities.


  • Very attentive, lots of home cooked meals. He’s best at grilling steaks and baking potatoes. Of course, only if you’re up to eating.
  • Will rub your shoulders, back, feet. He’s got some strong hands; his metal one working out every single knot you have.
  • Surprisingly knows what he’s doing, even though it may seem like he doesn’t.
  • Takes your temperature hourly and if it’s concerning he takes you to the doctors immediately.
  • Draws baths for you and washes your hair for you. He’ll definitely pamper you.


  • Won’t let you get out of bed. You have to get better.
  • Gives you lots of tea with honey and lemon, herbal teas, and water.
  • Lukewarm baths and cold towels if you have a fever.
  • Hot and spicy soups for congestion (will also get you anything you want if you pout enough).
  • He may act like a hardass about you being sick, but you will get lots of snuggles.

Soldier 76:

  • “Do you take your vitamins every day?”
  • “You haven’t been taking care of yourself.”
  • “This wouldn’t have happened if you got all the vitamins you needed.”
  • After he lectures you about being healthy he takes care of you, getting you medicine and food, making you teas and doing whatever he can to make you comfortable and recover quickly.


  • Tea. Any tea you want. Iced? Hot? Green? White? He’s got it all (but even if he doesn’t, he’ll run out and get you specifically what you ask for).
  • He’s not really the best cook, so he can run out and get you some food as well.
  • He really believes in home remedies to cure illness. Just rest, eat well, drink orange juice.
  • He’ll give you a warm washcloth to rest on your forehead as you try to sleep. It’ll turn cool during the night, but helps to combat the horrible changes in body temperature should you have a fever.


  • This man really hasn’t the slightest idea how to take care of you like a professional, but the thought counts.
  • He likes to drink warm beverages, so he’ll give you room temperature drinks. It does help with itchy throats.
  • WebMD’s your symptoms, becomes incredibly worried when it says you’re dying.
  • He’ll wrap his lanky body around you if you’re ever cold. He’s always had an incredibly warm body temperature, so he’s practically a human heating blanket.


  • Carries you everywhere you need to go. He takes “you need to be resting” very seriously.
  • Wraps you in blankets if you’re cold, turns on the air conditioner if you’re hot.
  • Gets you whatever you want to eat or drink, but doesn’t know what could be hard on your stomach.
  • Brings you teas and medicines right away.
  • Lots of mint to clear your throat. He’ll give you some extremely strong ones to really clear out your congested sinuses.


  • If you have a fever that’s worthy of a trip to the emergency room, you’re going to be given an ice bath. No protesting. It’ll hurt like hell, but your body temperature shouldn’t reach over 102 degrees fahrenheit.
  • He’s amazing at preparing vegetable dishes. Grilled zucchini, spinach, broccoli, whatever you’d like.
  • If you’re in agony, he’d let you have some of his Hogdrogen. But only if you’re in tears with how sick you are, he doesn’t want you to rely on this stuff.


  • He’ll sit by and be your own personal DJ. If you’re too busy focusing on not losing all contents of your stomach, he’ll be picking songs and movies for you both to watch.
  • Always by your side if he can help it, constantly worried about you if he’s out of the house.
  • He’ll send you happy texts with green hearts and frog emojis, wishing you feel better if he’s unable to be with you.
  • He’d send these texts even if he were right next to you, he wants to see you smile when you’re feeling down.


  • Lots and lots of meditation. It’ll take your mind off of how much you feel like crap.
  • Doesn’t know much about human illness, but knows plenty of calming and soothing techniques that may help you combat your sickness.
  • He’ll keep you company if you’re bed ridden. Anything you ask for, he will help you out with to the best of his ability.
  • You’ll have a lot of water bottles by your side. He knows that you’d get better faster if you drink lots and lots of water.
Torisho, Tokyo

Sure, yakitori tend to get all the buzz in Japan these days, but when it comes to chicken dishes, there are myriad Japanese preparations one can enjoy if you know where to look. And one such place you should be looking is at Torisho in Tokyo…

Torisho is a small restaurant not far from Roppongi that those “in the know” consider one of the city’s best palaces of poultry. Yes, they have yakitori, but that’s just the tip of the iceberg here. It’s cozy, it’s quiet, you usually don’t need a reservations, and their food is as good as it gets. They get their chickens daily from a few specific farms around Japan and only serve limited amounts of a certain number of their most popular dishes, so while they are open late, it’s best to get to Torisho early if you want to feast on their freshest fowl!

Here’s a look…

There’s always a small amuse bouche when you sit down, this night it was fried eggplant and poached chicken breast with umeboshi plum sauce…

One of Torisho’s house specialties, grilled white liver skewers…

Their most popular dish, melt-in-your-mouth foie gras-like chncks of inner chicken goodness painted with a secret sweet glaze…

Their deep-fried chicken karaage, where unlike other standard Japanese preparations, they cut the thigh meat into strips, spice it before frying, and serve with a house-blend curry powder…

Grilled breast meat covered in melted Hokkaido cheese and grated parmesan…

Another of their house specialties, and not for the faint of heart, Torisho’s chicken sashimi platter…

This particular platter is all breast meat, composed of five separate cuts in order to showcase the different tastes and textures of the chicken’s largest part…

To ensure maximum freshness, Torisho uses asabiki (”morning cut”) chickens, which are freshly killed at the crack of dawn in the southern state of Kagoshima then trucked directly to the restaurant before they open each and every day…

You even get a little of the chicken skin, oh so lightly grilled…

Much like you see with seafood sashimi, the chef here makes a succulent soy sauce that’s mixed with raw chicken liver. It’s amazing and if you don’t finish it, keep it to use on your other dishes!

A grilled rice ball and Torisho’s famous chicken soup; literally one of the best chicken soups you will eat anywhere on the planet! Trust me.

The fact that the staff here are all Star Wars fans only adds to my love of Torisho…

Jidori yuuke, which is a type of tartare made from chicken…

With raw thigh meat, a raw egg, chopped scallion and the interesting inclusion of grilled cashews for crunch…

Grilled fava beans, which were in season…

We needed some sort of vegetable… :)

Jidori kazeboshi, which is smoked chicken “jerky”…

Made in-house by hanging strips of chicken from the ceiling…

Then letting the smoke from their binchotan charcoal grill works its magic…

And the coup de grace, Torisho’s renowed oyako donburi

Grilled chicken and fresh eggs, cooked into a loose omelet, served over a bowl of rice… with the skin left on the chicken, which you rarely see, this is one of the best preparations you will find anywhere in Tokyo!

And a closer of chicken soup as it’s just so damn good…

The term “farm to table” gets thrown around so much these days that its lost a lot of meaning, but here at Tokyo’s Torisho, every chicken dish lives up to that label.


Oyama Building B1

3-1-19 Nishi Azabu

Minato-ku, Tokyo




The Lazy Bastard’s Guide to Beating Rune Prana.

So this post is basically a somewhat short guide for those out there who, like me, did not have their shit together in this game but still want to get the best ending without having to kill themselves.

Hello there,… you! Tell me, would you like to beat the third arc of Rune Factory 4? You would? Well, let me ask you a few questions: Are your crafting and forging levels at at least 80? If not, did you know you can use the Heart Pendant to make yourself gain skill exp just a liiiiiittle faster? Is Frey/Lest at least level 130? Do you have equips that boost your stats into the thousands? Specifically, do you have equips such as Diamond Brooch, Wet Boots, and Rosary? Do you have the most holy and almighty and revered crafting items, the Racoon Leaves and Glitta Augite? Did you go to Sharance Maze and run around endlessly until you picked up high level weapons?

…No? Well… you are aware that this is the advice everyone will give you, correct? You must be frustrated. Everywhere you go, these are the only things anyone will tell you. And none of it’s working, and you know why. Because you don’t have the time or patience to get your crafting skills that high, even with the Heart Pendant. Because you’re at a low level because you keep dying in dungeons and potions are too expensive and you’re trying to save food items for the really hard parts of the game. You’re too poor to afford good equips, and not motivated enough to make them. Racoon Leaves and Glitta Augites are a mystery; even if you know where to get them, you can’t use them because once again, your crafting levels suck. You may or may not have Sharance Maze, but it’s a confusing place for you.


I’M SERIOUS. Here’s how it works: 

  • You’re going to use those 3000 Prince(ss) points to open up Sharance Maze, and guess what? You’re going to run around a bunch! Yes, this will be slightly annoying, but if you’re worried about dying you can take some party members with you. I hope you at least have a fairy rescued from a previous dungeon and the wolf from Sechs Territory to distract enemies. Now I’ll admit, this is basically the hardest part. Since you know you will die easily even with party members, you’re going to be warping out and then running right back in a lot. 
  • But the point of that is this: not to find good weapons, but first and foremost items. And not food either. The Love Potion and Object X you need can be found when you run around Sharance Maze, and they show up fairly often. I came across like 4 of each fairly easily, but you’ll only need one Love Potion and maybe 2 or 3 Object Xs.
  • First thing first: once you’ve got that Love Potion, WARP HOME AND SAVE ASAP. Next, find yourself a Dark Fairy. They’re large and purple. Now, you can also use Princess points to display enemy HP and Level, so I suggest you do that so that you know you’re nabbing a high-leveled one. This little trick worked on the first try for me. All you gotta do is find a Dark Fairy (in Sharance Maze of course, shoot for one that’s near level 300) and just chuck that potion at her! She (no pun intended) loves it to bits, and will gladly join you. Her stats? Through the fuckin roof. She’s twice as powerful as Venti. Yeah that’s right.
  • Next: do you have a dish called Grilled Snapper? Check your fridge: if you don’t have one there, don’t panic. They aren’t that hard to get, because if you’re pals with Porcoline, he gives you one on your birthday! There’s also a chance Porcoline may sell this dish at his restaurant, but I think to cook it you need to be level 51 on cooking, which you probably aren’t. No biggie. At the most, you just have to wait till your next birthday. ONCE YOU GET THE FISH DISH, SAAAAAAVE. Now this part oughta look familiar; guess where you’re going? That’s right, Sharance Maze again! Wheeeee! This time, your mission is to find a Minotaur King; (preferably near level 300) they’re super huge blue monster dudes that wear loincloths and carry frikkin huge axes. Scary. Go ahead and bring your Dark Fairy on this mission so she can help you fight/stay alive til ya find the big guy. Once you’ve found him, toss him the Grilled Snapper. Worked on the first try for me! This guy is just as suped-up as the Dark Fairy, but his physical attack is about 2k higher.

Wow, isn’t that amazing?! Now you’ve two extremely high-leveled party members! And guess what? That means pretty much everything from here is gonna be a cakewalk! …Well, except for a few more things, mostly regarding your equips. Don’t worry, it’s simple stuff.

  • Next is the Talisman. Now normally, this takes a crafting level of about 70 to make. And I have some good news and bad news. The good news is, you can get this item for free! …The bad news is, I’m not exactly sure if I remember where exactly I got it. But I’m pretty sure– like 90% sure– it comes from Margaret’s Event: A Performance Without an Audience. You can unlock this even if you play as a girl, so don’t worry. Anyways, complete that little event, and grab the Talisman. It will be a lifesaver when you get to places where you get poisoned. Since the Talisman reverses status effects, the icon above your head will say you’re poisoned, but it’ll actually be healing you. So once you get this thing, be sure to always have it in your inventory, especially for the Beach Area of Rune Prana and the Cave Area.
  • Now, for the strangest item on this list; that’s right, the bottle(s) of oil. You’ve got the Object X, right? Maybe even more than one? Good, because here we go. See, in various parts of Rune Prana, especially early on, there are some: enemies that throw powerful fireballs, a volcano area where some maps deal constant fire damage, and even some flame-shooting pillars and, at one point, a literal ring of fire that can and probably will instant death you. That’s where object X and Oil come in. Here’s how it works: If you look at the description of Oil, you’ll see it says “-31 resistance to fire”. Meaning, your fire resistance goes down about 30 percent if you use this in item upgrading. HOWEVER, Object X makes this a good thing! Why? Because, when used as an upgrading tool, Object X will REVERSE the effects of EVERY SUBSEQUENT ITEM USED TO UPGRADE AN EQUIP.  Meaning, you can take an equip of your choice, and where you would usually upgrade it with an item like a gem or root or whatever, put Object X instead! Then, you can upgrade the equip yet again with the Oil, thereby RAISING your fire resistance!  BEWARE, THIS IS IRREVERSIBLE. THE EFFECT OF OBJECT X AS A REVERSER WILL PERMANENTLY PERSIST ON ALL FUTURE UPGRADES OF THIS ITEM.  Anyways, I went ahead and applied this to my Platinum Mail and my hat, bringing my fire resistance up to over 60. It has literally saved my life.

Once that is done, you’re ready for Rune Prana! You’ll be impervious to poison, damn near impervious to fire, and you have two powerhouses who will quite literally be fighting all your battles for you. (Heads up, you can ride the Minotaur if you want to control him, and he’ll take all the damage so you don’t die super fast).

As far as actually getting through the floors/puzzles and such, there are other guides for that. Bring plenty of food/potions, and remember to save often. Hope you like being the healer, ‘cause that’s pretty much your job now!

Being Friends With McCree Includes:
  • Movies on quiet days
  • Old Westerns (and musicals if you’re really good friends)
  • Pranks on each other and others
  • Out-pranking each other
  • Casual flirting
  • Jesse’s a lil shit
  • “Whoever falls in love first loses”
  • Out Southern-ing each other
  • “Couldn’t’n’t’ve’n’t’d”
  • “Hmphn’mph’d’ve”
  • “… You didn’t say anything”
  • “Neither do you whenever you open your mouth limit your apostrophe usage in your words Jesse”
  • Also shooting and self-defense classes that are not optional because he doesn’t want his friend bean getting hurt
  • If/When your strong enough, surprise arm wrestling matches
  • “Jesse it’s 3 am”
  • “Surprise arm wrassling!”
  • “Jesse get out”
  • “Wrassle me first!”
  • “Jesse how did you get in here”
  • “C’mon, let’s arm wrassle!”
  • “Jesse are you drunk”
  • Out-drinking each other(non-alcoholic drinks too)
  • But your also the designated sober driver when he needs one
  • Out-eating each other
  • Basically everything is a competition
  • Piggy back rides
  • Serape hugs
  • He is probably taller than you so he gets things from the top shelves for you
  • He will cook for you anytime you ask
  • But only his dishes
  • “Grilled cheese”
  • “We are havin’ pulled pork sandwiches and you ain’t gonna change m’mind”
  • “I will change your ‘m’mind’ after you get my foot up your ass”
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Who even needs that many napkins?

Fluff. Restaurant AU. 1,307 words.

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Being a waitress sucks.

It’s been three months, and you’re still struggling with how to balance six different dishes on your arms without tripping and spilling. Also, you’d really appreciate it if customers gave a bigger tip. Or stopped taking out a bunch of napkins from the dispensers and then leaving a stack of unused ones behind.

Seriously, if people aren’t going to use them all, why do they always take out a gazillion of  them?

Trees are being killed for the sake of unused napkins? What a bunch of forest murderers.

“Excuse me, waitress!”

Sighing, you quickly turn your frown into a tight smile and waltz over to the customer’s table. “Yes, are you ready to order?”

Under other circumstances, you would be ogling this boy because oh man, he is probably one of the most handsome male specimens whom you had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. Granted, the six other boys sitting with him are extremely nice to look at as well, but he is just the embodiment of Adonis.

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(Translation) Cream Pie + Tokuten

Cream Pie ~大好きな彼と、素肌のままで最後まで~ [R18! Please proceed only if you’re above 18!]

CV. Furukawa Makoto

Get this cream from Amazon

T/N: another Furukawa CD…. and…that title…. *stares directly into the camera like the office*

Anyway, hello folks! I’m here with a new, creamy translation. Commissioned by a shy cutie who chose to not reveal their identity :> Thanks for the commission!

This post contains 2 parts, the main CD and 2 tokutens. To jump to the tokuten, press CTRL-F or COMMAND-F and type in “tokuten” and you’ll be brought directly to the delightful creamy sweetness :)

As always, parts that I’m unsure of are marked with a bracketed question mark. Enjoy!

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Jalapeno Popper Grilled Cheese

Active Time: 10 minutes
Total Time: 35 minutes
Yield: 4 sandwiches


6 Jalapenos, cut in half lengthwise
2 Tbsp Olive Oil
Salt and Freshly Cracked Black Pepper
1 Cup Miceli’s Mascarpone Cheese
1 Cup Miceli’s Cheddar Cheese, shredded
8 Slices Country White Bread
2 Tbsp Salted Butter


Preheat the oven to 425 degrees F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.

Toss the jalapenos with 1 Tbsp olive oil, some salt and pepper and lay skin-side up on the prepared baking sheet. Bake until the skin is blistered, 10-15 minutes. Place in a plastic baggie for about 5 minutes loosen the skin. Pull off the skin, remove the majority of seeds and ribs, and slice. Set aside.

Spread the mascarpone on 4 slices of bread and divide the Cheddar among the other 4 slices. Divide the sliced jalapenos among the 4 sandwiches. Close, and butter both sides of the bread.

Heat half of the remaining oil on a flat griddle over medium heat. Grill one side of the sandwiches until golden and the insides are all melty and gooey.

Original recipe from Food Network by Jeff Mauro

Blind Date

Pairing: Tony Stark/Iron Man x Reader, platonic!Natasha Romanov/Black Widow x Reader

Request: [Transfer from old account]

Word Count: 1875

Warnings: Cursing because it’s me, minimal self-doubt

A/N: In case y’all didn’t know, everything on my old account (on quotev) was written in first person. I aim to change all to second person before posting, but sometimes a word or two slips through the cracks. If anything doesn’t quite make sense, please tell me so I can fix it. Thank you guys so much for reading!

“I told you Nat, I’m not going on another one of those stupid blind dates you set up. Remember last time? It was ironic, almost going blind on a blind date; thanks to your little assassin friend trying to show off his ‘perfected’  knife-throwing skills,” You said to one of your closest friends, the famed avenger Natasha Romanoff. She was a great friend, but she was always trying to set you up with people, namely people from SHIELD. At this point, there have been too many assassins and near-death-experiences to count.

“Okay, okay. So trying to set you up with Aaron wasn’t my best or brightest idea, but hear me out this time. Alright Y/n?” Responded the red-headed assassin.

“Fine, but this is the last time I let you try and set up a blind date for me.” You respond with a sigh.

“Y/n, you say that every time.”

“Well, I really mean it this time.”

“Whatever,” she muttered. You open your mouth to rebut, but she took notice of you doing so and continued without giving you the chance to speak. “I’ve already gotten this guy to agree to this. And this time, I chose a guy that has specifically asked about you before.” She said surprising you.

“Who’s asked about me before? What do you mean?” You asked, mind racing with possibilities of who it may be.

"I mean that this super attractive guy knows that the two of us are friends, so he asked me about you. More specifically, he asked if you were single.” She explained nonchalantly, knowing it drove you the slightest bit crazy.

“Yea right,” you murmur, deciding that perhaps it was just a ploy to make you more excited about a potential date. “Who would even ask about me? Better yet, who would even ask someone if their friend was single?”

“A cocky, confident bastard that I sadly know very well.” Responded Nat.

“Sounds like a great guy Nat,” You said sarcastically. “A cocky bastard that you regret knowing. Why the Hell would you set me up with this guy?”

“Okay, I admit that he isn’t all that bad once you get to know him. You know how I treat people I get closer to, with sarcasm and empty insults.” She responded. “I really think that this guy might work out.”

“Sure Nat, whatever. He’ll likely end up just being another name to add to the never-ending list of men I repel.”  You say, trying and failing to hide the fact that you were afraid you would end up alone. Afraid that you were too hard to love, and no man wants to stick around.

“Y/n, I know you. You want this to be something. I know that in your mind you are already afraid of rejection, but please give this guy a chance. I’ve never been more sure about setting you up with someone, so I feel uncharacteristically stupid for not doing so sooner. Promise me that you will at least consider this guy tonight.” Said Natasha.

“Alright, alright. I’ll try. For you, Nat.” You told her with a smile. As her words sunk in, the smile slowly faded away.  "Wait, did you say tonight?“ You exclaimed, panic starting to course through your veins as you finally processed what she had said.

"Did I forget to mention that?” She asked with a small smirk, causing you only to nod as you began to panic. “The date’s tonight.” She said.

“This isn’t funny, why didn’t you tell me earlier?” You whisper-yell, trying to be quiet yet still in a state of shock and fear.

“Because I knew that if you knew too far in advance you would try to get out of it.”

She knew you too well.

“Fair point, but it still doesn’t excuse you.” You say, playfully wiggling your finger at her. “It’s already 5:30, what time is he getting here?”

“I think he was planning on somewhere between 6:45 and 7:00.”

“Great, you think.” You say, doing the math in your head. “That gives me a little over an hour to get ready. Thankfully, that’s plenty of time considering I don’t take all that long to get ready.”

"See, this worked out just fine.” Nat said, proud of herself. You turned to give her a quick glare.

“You’re lucky it did,” you said jokingly threatening. You knew better than to actually threaten a trained assassin. “What do you think I should wear?”

“Something more casual than dressy, with what he has planned in mind.” She said.

“Well what’s he planning?” You asked, trying to pry some more information out of her.

“I can’t just tell you, haven’t you ever heard of a surprise?” She said sarcastically. “I’m going to head on out so you can get ready in peace, and this way I’ll be gone once he gets here. Good luck tonight Y/n.” She leaned forward to pull you into a quick hug before disappearing out the door in the blink of an eye.

“Let’s do this,” you said to yourself before sighing. “Wow, that was dorky.”

In the end, you decided to go with a Ghostbusters t-shirt along with dark-wash jeans. You pulled your (h/l) hair up before checking your makeup once more. You slip on your favorite pair of converse and look down at your watch. 6:51. The mystery man would be here any minute. You sat down on your couch to wait, trying to steady the heart furiously beating within your chest.

You didn’t have to wait long, as barely a minute passed before you heard a knock on the door. You took in a deep breath as you stood up, exhaling slowly as you make your way across the room to the door. You took another deep breath as you reached for the doorknob, opening it to reveal a face all of New York seemed to know.

“Tony Stark?” You said aloud, out of shock. Immediately embarrassed, you could feel your cheeks flush.

“Yep, that’s my name. You must be the beautiful Y/n.” He said from the hallway outside your apartment door, leaning slightly on the door frame now that the door was open. You stood in awe for a moment, taking him in. You had already met him once or twice before when you were with Natasha and had found him attractive then, but now seeing him in a tight black AC/DC t-shirt and jeans you were reminded why all the women in the state had a crush on him. Now you understood why Natasha had called him cocky and confident. He was Tony fucking Stark.

“So, you ready to go?” He asked.

“Sure, lead the way.” You responded, thankfully not sounding too terribly awkward. The two of you walked to the elevator and pressed the button labeled “G” for ground. “If you don’t mind, where are we going?” You asked as the elevator made it’s descent and the doors to the apartment building’s lobby opened with a small ‘ding’..

“That’s a surprise,” Said Tony with a wink that made your heart flutter. “You aren’t afraid of heights are you?”

“No.” You answered, thankful that you really weren’t.

“Good.” He said as you approached the car parked outside that must have been his. Holding the door open like a gentleman, you slid into the passenger side the blue mustang. Tony walked around the front of the car, sliding behind the wheel and accelerating once the two of you were buckled.

“So, Natasha and you are pretty close?” He asked, making conversation as the two of you drove.

“Yea, she’s one of my closest friends.” You replied honestly.

“Nice.” He said, then went silent for a moment. “Does she ever talk about me?” He asked.

“Not really. But you know Natasha, she never talks about work. Unless she’s trying to set me up with someone, of course.” You said. Gathering your courage, you continued. “She did tell me however, that you asked about me.” Tony paused for a moment before answering, not flustered in the slightest.

“Yes, I did. You are a very beautiful woman, and Natasha let it slip that you happen to really like Metallica.” He said.

“Well, that’s true. The Metallica bit.” You tell him.

“And I’m glad I did ask, because I showed up to pick you up and there you were in a Ghostbusters shirt.” He said, turning to smile at you.

“Funny, coming for the guy that came to pick me up in an AC/DC shirt.” You retort with a matching smile. You looked up as you spoke, stopping in awe as you realized you were below the Stark Tower. It was much more impressive in person than it was on the news. You follow Tony inside and into the elevator.

“JARVIS, take us up to the roof.” Said Tony.

“You’re taking me to the top of Stark Tower?” You asked excitedly. Tony  nodded in response, smiling at your somewhat childish behavior as you ascended.

The bell made the little ding sound and the doors opened, revealing a candlelit dinner set up before me.

“Did you set this up Tony?” You asked in awe, honestly a bit surprised at the billionaire’s antics. You hadn’t expected something this sweet.

"Of course. If any woman deserves a romantic first date with Tony Stark, it’s you.” He responded.

“Oh shut up,” you said jokingly, warming up to him and becoming all at once more comfortable.

The rest of the night went swimmingly, with the two of you talking about every topic under the sun while enjoying grilled cheese, the dish Tony claims is his specialty. Much too quickly the time came for you to go home, and for the first time in a long time you were sad to leave one of Natasha’s blind dates.

Tony drove you home, the pair of you laughing and joking around the entire way back. He walked you up to your apartment, and you relished every moment being with him longer. You hated to admit it, but you thought you might be falling in love.

“You know Y/n, I had a really great time tonight.” He said, looking down into your (e/c) eyes with sincerity.

“Me too Tony, and I’m not just saying that. Natasha has set me up on a lot of dates, but I actually enjoyed this one.” You looked up at Tony as you reached your door, leaning up to meet his lips with your own. Although it was brief, you felt that that small kiss was the start of something bigger.

“We’ll have to do this again sometime.” He said, with that cocky smirk of his.

“Of course.” You reply.. “Here’s my number, so you don’t have to ask Natasha.” You say, reaching for his phone that he had already pulled out of his pocket. “Text me sometime.” You said with a smile. Something inside you told you that he would be the guy who actually did.

“I will.” He replied. “Goodnight Y/n.”

“Goodnight Tony.” You say, closing the door to your apartment. You let out a dreamy sigh once you were alone, glad that you had listened to Nat one more time.

what to buy with sugar money

Hi everyone, I just wanted to share what I’ve bought with my sugar money and what I think the best use of sugar money is.


It’s a rookie mistake to buy lots of luxuries when you first become a sugar baby. I’ve certainly made this mistake. My first month of being a sugar baby I bought a $300 Prada wristlet, $200 of MAC makeup, $300 of luxury bedding, some designer dresses…those are just the biggest things I can think of. I was constantly eating out/getting takeout, always ordering the most expensive wine the place offered.

I don’t regret buying these things because I learned from my mistake. But I’m glad I learned because now I feel more secure. Why is it a mistake?


Come month 2, I was asked to leave my apartment by my roommate (it was his house, granted…) and I had nowhere to go. On top of that, a drunk driver totaled my car while it was parked. I had saved the majority of my allowance this month (mostly because I couldn’t think of what to buy!) and I had gotten spending out of my system. Luckily I had the money to put a deposit down on a new place, pay for half of a used car, and buy myself a TV for my room. If I had spent the way I had the month before, I’d be screwed.

Since then I’ve used my allowance for groceries, a George Foreman grille, dish soap, toilet paper, swiffer wetjet fluid, and more. I’ve only splurged on a bluetooth speaker, which I use daily in my car and room, much more than that prada bag!


I don’t put this under luxuries or necessities because it’s somewhere in the middle. It’s necessary for a sugar baby and a luxury for vanilla folk. What I’m talking about is hair, nails, skin, and even makeup.

This is an absolute must for an SB and it must be budgeted for. $150-250 a month for hair, if not double that if you get it done twice a month. $50 a month for acrylic fills and french tips 2x a month. $50 for pedicures 2x a month. However much you spend on your skincare, I spend relatively little a month since I use expensive Lush products that last a long time. But still, expensive.

MAKEUP in my opinion “luxury” makeup is a must for an SB. If you’re lucky you can get your SD to buy you this stuff as a gift or you’ll buy through Glambot, Poshmark, or another discount site. But the foundation I use is Lancome and costs $50 a bottle for example which doesn’t even last a month. I also use $30 self tanner and don’t get me started on the rest of my makeup products. You want makeup that’s going to last you all night and hopefully to the next morning if you’re doing an overnight. You don’t find that shit at the drugstore.


student loans or not, you want to save so that if you lose your SD or something else happens (drop your phone, your laptop dies, lose your job, etc) you’ll be okay. You should be saving at least half of your allowance a month in my opinion.

anonymous asked:

If Funny Man is, as you say, "a strawberry cupcake with pink frosting, black pearl sprinkles, and a black wax paper wrapper, " what foods are the rest of the band? Former members included.

Are we talkin’ more sweets? Or general food? I’ll do both, because I live for this concept!

Jorel “J-Dog” Decker
General: A 3-pound burger. Shout out to whoever got the reference!

Jordon “Charlie Scene” Terrell
Sweets: You know what? I think he’d be an apple pie. Or a pumpkin pie! Or any pie with alcohol in it (Because don’t some people make pecan pies with bourbon in them?).
General: Hmm… Now, when I think “Jordon” I think of the word “juice” as well as his thing for grilling while on tour. So I think he’d be some sort of juicy grilled meat dish. Any meat, really.

George “J3T” Ragan
Sweets: I feel like he’s a lemon bar cake. I don’t like those myself, but he’s either that, or a blueberry muffin with a smiley face on top. The smiley face is made of black (or bright blue) fondant.
General: He’s a medium-rare steak. Fight me.

Danny Murillo
Sweets: Y'all better KNOW my boy’s a cinnamon roll!
General: He’s a bucket of popcorn. But only the BEST popcorn. To some, that may mean he’s caramel corn, or cheese corn, or classic, buttered popcorn. Just know that he is the best popcorn. The best, indeed.

Matt “Da Kurlzz” Busek
Sweets: Honestly? A croissant. I don’t… I don’t know why. Maybe because of its “curliness” and him being French?
General: Curly fries! With cheese, which I don’t like on fries. And I don’t really like him that much, so that’s why there’s cheese.

Aron “Deuce” Erlichman
Sweets: This pure motherfucker is a blue velvet cake with black frosting and some pink star-shaped sprinkles on the edges (and they’re piled up HIGH on the corners). Not the sparkly, glittery star-shaped sprinkles; the sugary ones. They look like this:
General: He’s a piece of broccoli. Good for the heart. Good for the soul. But some people hate the fuck outta him.

Jeffrey “Shady Jeff” Phillips
Sweets: He’s a fucking Granny Smith apple. I’m gonna keep draggin’ him.
General: A damn sausage. A skinny, burnt sausage. But someone would still eat it. Not me, but someone. And they would think, “That’s a damn tasty sausage.”


Whether you need some liquid courage for the night, something refreshing to quench your palate, or something comforting to warm your heat, Turkey has got you covered on drinks. Here’s a list of beverages you can find in Turkey. 

Yeni rakı is the top rakı brand in Turkey. Turks consume an average of 1.5 litres of rakı per capita per year. 

  • Rakı: As one of the top choice alcohols in Turkey rakı can be seen everywhere. This aniseed based drink generally has a 40-45% alcohol level. Similar drinks are popular in the Balkans, and to a lesser extent Iran and other Turkic countries. Rakı is so popular in fact, it is considered the national drink in Turkey.  Rakı turns white when water is added. Due to this it has gained the colloquial title of “aslan sütü” or “lion’s milk”. In Turkish culture lions are seen as symbols of bravery and courage, hence implying it is a drink for strong men - it is popular among all types of people however. It is a popular pairing with fish and red meat dishes.  

Ayran is best served frothy. 

  • Ayran: Ayran is yogurt drink mixed with salt and cold water. It is usually paired with grilled meat dishes. Nomadic Turks have consumed ayran since before 1000 A.D. and some theorize that Göktürks had invented it when trying to improve the taste of bitter yogurt. Similar drinks are popular in Western, Central, and South Asia. 

Turkish coffee in a typical coffee cup with a side of lokum (Turkish delights). 

  • Türk Kahvesi: Sometimes confused as being a type of coffee bean, Turkish coffee is actually a method of preparing coffee. Roasted coffee is ground into a fine powder then simmered with water in a pot (cezve). The grounds are left in the coffee. A good cup of coffee should have a thick layer of foam on top. The coffee is typically served with biscuits or sweets and a glass of water. Turkish coffee is popular across the Middle East, the Balkans, and other parts of Europe. Turkish coffee has an interesting role in Turkish culture. At one point it was so popular in the Ottoman Empire that it left a mark on Turkish vocabulary. Breakfast is referred to as kahvaltı meaning under or before coffee. The colour brown is kahverengi meaning coffee colour. When a suitor visits a girl’s home with his family, the girl serves everyone Turkish coffee but puts salt in the potential groom’s drink. If he drinks it easily it is suppose to be a sign of his good temper. Kahve falı (tasseography) is also popular in Turkey. People read your fortune by interpreting the coffee grounds left at the bottom of your cup after you turn your cup upside down on a saucer. Most people do not take the fortune seriously but treat it as a fun tradition. 

A tray of black tea served in typical tulip shaped glasses on the shores of Üsküdar with Kız Kulesi (Maiden’s Tower) atop the Bosphorus in the background. 

  • Çay: Çay is by far the most popular drink in Turkey. Turks drinks tea so much and so often that they actually boast the highest average consumption of tea per capital in the world. I’ve made a previous post about tea in Turkey that goes more in-depth, you can read it by clicking here. Below are some of the more common types of tea found in Turkey.
    • Black Tea: At every corner you’ll hear people clinking their spoons against the rim of tulip shaped glasses as they mix some sugar into their black tea. Black tea is the most common type of tea in Turkey. Much of the tea is sourced from Rize, a lush green province on the eastern coast of the Black Sea. 
    • Nane Limon: A common herbal remedy, mint lemon tea is usually drunk to relieve stomach ailments, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, headaches, and to lower stress. 
    • Ada Çayı: Another popular herbal tea, sage tea is drunk to relieve upset stomachs, relax muscles, relieve sore throats and other cold/flu symptoms, and even reduce menopausal symptoms. 
    • Elma Çayı: Sometimes apple tea is thought to be the most popular Turkish tea by foreigners. This misconception stems from the fact that apple tea is typically served to guests and foreigners in tourist areas because of its sweet taste. It is not an everyday beverage for most Turks. 

A warm cup of salep garnished with cinnamon and coco. 

  • Salep: Salep is a thick warm beverage made from orchid root flour, sugar, milk, and cinnamon. It is commonly consumed in fall and winter. Salep and similar drinks can be found in many former Ottoman territories. 

Glasses of boza waiting to be served. 

  • Boza: Boza is a thick drink made from fermented wheat topped with cinnamon and roasted chickpeas. Boza was traditionally a fall/winter drink because it had to be kept cool in order to prevent spoling; however, with the invention of refrigeration it is now available year-round. The drink is believed to have originated from nomadic Turkic peoples in Central Asia as early as the 6th century B.C. 

A glass of  şalgam among a table of food at a restaurant in Istanbul.

  • Şalgam: This sour drink is made from turnips (şalgam), pickled red carrots, salt, spices, and fermented wheat. It is commonly served along side rakı. Şalgam is sometimes used as a hangover cure. Adana touts itself as the home of şalgam. 

A chef pours gravy on top of a plate of iskender kebap served with a bottle of Şıra (top left corner) at a restaurant in Kadıköy.

  • Şıra: Şıra is a highly sweet non-alchoholic fermented grape drink. It is usually served with iskender kebap, a specialty of Bursa.  

After an advertising ban on alcohol in 2013, Efes put out these ads as a way around the law.  The picture on the left reads “Görmesek de biliriz.” meaning “Even if we don’t see, we know.” The one of the right reads “Ne bu şişe?” meaning “What is this bottle?”. The company wanted to show that they could still generate sales because of how iconic the Efes beer brand and its bottle shape is in Turkey. 

  • Bira: You can’t talk about drinks in Turkey without talking about beer. Beer is the most consumed alcohol in Turkey, accounting for 63% of all alcohol consumption. The largest beer company in Turkey is Efes Pilsen, dominating over 80% of the market. Since the AKP took to office, the government has attempted to lower alcohol consumption by levying heavier taxes, restricting sales, censoring advertisement, and imposing partial drinking bans (by area). However, consumption hasn’t been affected much by the policies and is generally on a slow trend upward. 

Red wine is poured into a glass looking out at the hot air balloons and beautiful rock formation in Cappedocia. The area is one of the largest wine producing regions in the country and historically had some wine production when Christians used to live in Central Anatolia.

  • Şarap: Anatolia has a long history of wine production and is thought to be one of the oldest wine producing regions of the world dating back 7000 years. Even when Islam was introduced into Anatolia, the tradition continued not just among the Christian communities (for whom it was permitted) but among Muslims despite attempted bans. At one point even the Hanafi school of thought, the leading basis for Islamic law in the Ottoman Empire, allowed for the consumption of alcohol. Hanafis later changed their position on this subject disapproving it. Red wine is the most common wine in Turkey. Alcohol consumption varies in Turkey. The Marmara and Aegean region boast the highest percentage with 20% and 18.8% of people consuming it respectively, with South Eastern Anatolia having the lowest at 4.7%. Overall consumption across the country stand at about 17%. 

Some of the most popular brands of sparkling mineral water in Turkey. 

  • Soda: The word soda in Turkish is often used to describe sparkling water. This might seem like a mundane beverage to put on this list, but it is commonly ordered off of menus at restaurants and bought from grocery stores as it is thought to help digestion. Though we have Perrier and San Pellegrino in North America, these are marketed as luxury sparkling waters and are not as widely consumed compared to Turkey’s demand for sparkling water.  

A man gets ready to eat balık ekmek (fish sandwich) with a side of turşu suyu.

  • Turşu suyu: Similar to şalgam, turşu suyu (pickled vegetable juice) is a sour beverage made from pickled vegetables ranging from beets, carrots, cabbage, cucumbers, onion, peppers, garlic, etc. all placed in chunks in a glass of pickle brine. Also like şalgam, it is sometimes considered a hangover cure. Turşu suyu is typically drunk with fish. 

A cold glass of cherry juice ready to drink on a hot summer day. 

  • Vişne Nektarı: It may seem odd to feature a fruit juice but I wanted to put this one of the list because it’s rarely found in North America, cherry juice. Vişne is sour cherry, and this juice is particularly popular in the west coast of Turkey and in Afyon which is known in the country for its cherry production. 

Glasses of lohusa Şerbeti being prepared to serve up at a baby shower welcoming a new born a few weeks after birth. 

  • Lohusa Şerbeti: Lohusa Şerbeti is as sweet spiced drink. Traditionally it is drunk by new mothers before birth in order to increase milk production. It is also served to guests at baby showers which, in Turkey, take place after the baby is born.