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I tried to recreate a dish from my favorite nomiya: abura-age (油揚げ / deep-fried tofu) pizza. Abura-age comes in different types: their version uses a thick one (厚揚げ / atsu-age), but I was given thin tofu pockets (薄揚げ / usu-age) so that’s what I was working with.

I toasted each side briefly in a frying pan with sesame oil, so the edges were crispy and the center (weighed down with sauce and cheese) was gooey. The atsu-age version is a lot juicier and more filling, but this one you can eat with your hands! Not sure if either is significantly less caloric than actual pizza, but both are satisfying and yummy.

these are actually hella fucking cute y'all
  • 1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
  • 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
  • 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
  • 4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
  • 5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
  • 6: do you keep plants?
  • 7: do you name your plants?
  • 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
  • 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
  • 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
  • 11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?
  • 12: what's your favorite planet?
  • 13: what's something that made you smile today?
  • 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
  • 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
  • 16: what's your favorite pasta dish?
  • 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
  • 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
  • 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
  • 20: what's your favorite eye color?
  • 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
  • 22: are you a morning person?
  • 23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
  • 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
  • 25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into?
  • 26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
  • 27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor?
  • 28: sunrise or sunset?
  • 29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
  • 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
  • 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
  • 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
  • 33: what's your fave pastry?
  • 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
  • 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
  • 36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now?
  • 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
  • 38: tell us about your pet peeves!
  • 39: what color do you wear the most?
  • 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?
  • 41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving?
  • 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
  • 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
  • 44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
  • 45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
  • 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
  • 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
  • 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
  • 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
  • 50: what's an odd thing you collect?
  • 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
  • 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
  • 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
  • 54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
  • 55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point?
  • 56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
  • 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
  • 58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
  • 59: what's your favorite myth?
  • 60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
  • 61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received?
  • 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
  • 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
  • 64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
  • 65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with?
  • 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
  • 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
  • 68: what's winter like where you live?
  • 69: what are your favorite board games?
  • 70: have you ever used a ouija board?
  • 71: what's your favorite kind of tea?
  • 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?
  • 73: what are some of your worst habits?
  • 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
  • 75: tell us about your pets!
  • 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't?
  • 77: pink or yellow lemonade?
  • 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
  • 79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
  • 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
  • 81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
  • 82: are/were you good in school?
  • 83: what's some of your favorite album art?
  • 84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
  • 85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
  • 86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
  • 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
  • 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
  • 89: are you close to your parents?
  • 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
  • 91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
  • 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
  • 93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most?
  • 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
  • 95: what are your plans for this weekend?
  • 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
  • 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
  • 98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
  • 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
  • 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
you are still a valid little if you:

• have tattoos or body piercings
• smoke / drink / use
• embrace your sexuality
• didn’t have a troubled childhood
• still live with your parents
• are overweight / underweight
• drink from a regular glass
• don’t wear diapers / pull-ups
• don’t wear onesies or footie pajamas
• dislike using pacifiers
• prefer showers over baths
• would rather collect books instead of stuffed animals
• think glitter is too messy to keep around
• pink or blue ( or rainbow ) isn’t your color
• find coloring / crafts boring 
• find cartoons or disney movies non-entertaining
• don’t eat sweets
• dislike chicken nuggets / fruit snacks / macaroni & cheese
• dislike juices or milk
• prefer actual children over animals
• have kids / are pregnant
• need space / alone time
• have a mental disorder ( not only anxiety & depression )
• have a physical disability
• are a member of the lgbtq+ community
• don’t have a caregiver
• & more…

you are too unique to fall under a stereotype perfectly so don’t worry about your body type, regressors, or whether you’re a “real little” or not, you are valid no matter the situation. there are no rules to “little” - all you need is yourself to get lost in the feeling.

They’re calling it H-day. The H might stand for ‘hockey’ or ‘hell,’ you don’t really remember. You only remember the day you turned on your local sports network to hear that every player in the NHL has been transformed based on the names of their teams. The ramifications of this range from merely nominal to, frankly, off the walls ridiculous.

Montreal and Vancouver, out of all the NHL cities, have seen the least effects. Their team names mean ‘Canadians, except in French’ and ‘Canadians, except in slang,’ respectively, so aside from a few sudden citizenship acquisitions, their players have experienced no changes. Likewise, the Islanders are essentially the same. Some extent of memory alteration is speculated, but that’s all Deadspin anyway, so who really knows?

The other New York team, on the other hand, has developed a strange predilection for reckless behaviour in the name of ‘adventure.’ They’ve also taken to rolling twenty sided dice before taking action, which tends to really slow down a hockey game.

Los Angeles and Las Vegas have come to an unlikely alliance. The LA team had devolved into power struggles and succession crises, so Vegas offered proxy fighters to joust on each LA player’s behalf. However, with many Kings and only one Knight, the teams have been forced to wait until the expansion draft to actually settle the disputes. Until then, the main concern is keeping the Kings away from the armoury that has sprung up in Buffalo, as most hockey fans agree that beheadings would be taking hockey fights too far.

When the Detroit players sprouted wings — literal red wings — many expected the same from Philadelphia. However, the Flyers have become a different type of flyer, and their management is currently scrambling to find all their players, floating around the city on the wind (Toronto, too, is having similar issues; they simply didn’t have enough rakes in the equipment room when the whole debacle began). Of particular importance is one flyer advertising grilled cheese sandwiches, which must never, under any circumstances, be allowed to find its way to Pittsburgh. It might cross the path of a passing flightless bird, who could mistake it for food, or worse, recognize it as who it actually is.

Speaking of Pittsburgh, they, along with Anaheim, are reaping the benefits of being one of the few animal-named teams whose mascot is relatively docile and non-threatening. Arizona, Florida, Boston, San Jose, and Nashville have all had to call in experts in the zoology business to deal with the sudden influx of apex predators.

Speaking of predators, Chicago is gone. Just gone. They had the misfortune to have a home stretch lined up where they played Carolina, Colorado, and Tampa in succession, and now they’re gone. Instead, the city has been replaced by a replica of Washington DC that inexplicably speaks Russian instead of English, but is otherwise indistinguishable. Twenty other versions of Washington have cropped up over the country, most of which are Russian-speaking.

The St. Louis music scene and the Columbus fashion industry have each had a sudden boom, revitalized by new trends. They don’t have much to do with each other, but the two cities agree: blue sure is a cool colour.

The province of Alberta, on other hand, is not in such agreement. For their own safety, Edmonton and Calgary are attempting to keep as separate as possible for the time being. What is left of their players cannot be allowed to interact, lest they ignite the entire country.

New Jersey is also having some problems. Then again, when are they not?

The Minnesota practice rink is no longer fit for use; it has become, essentially, a very cold forest. It now attracts hockey fans and tourists, many of whom claim to be able to hear the voices of the players among the trees. Others merely say it seems like a nice way to get back to nature.

But when it comes to getting back to nature, Dallas has us all beat. They have returned to a state of matter pre-dating our own planet and ascended into the night sky. Attempts are being made to bring them back to Earth, as it is not possible to play hockey games against them if they are in outer space — only Winnipeg might have even a chance. Unfortunately, the mission to bring the Stars back has hit a snag lately; Jamie Benn just won’t go down.

Ok but consider time

We all know that Lance is homesick and we were shown just how far away they were from Earth at one point. But something that hasn’t been considered is that time is passing differently for them than it is on Earth. A good representation of how this is is in Interstellar, when the main character’s youngest sends him a video, something that she refused to before and only decided to do because it was her birthday. The birthday marking her the same age as her father. Another example of this is if you take a clock and you do one revolution around earth the time on the clock is different than the time on the clocks on Earth that would have previously been running at the same time. I don’t know the exact science so that might not be exact.

So like… I have an idea for an au where Lance’s family is devastated when they find out, and Lance’s 13 year old genderfluid sibling is like ‘I want to go to the Garrison’ and Lance’s parents and everyone else are like 'No, we just lost Lance, why would you want to do that’ and the sibling is like 'Lance’s dream was to make it to space and if he couldn’t get there in his life time then I’m going to do this for him’ so they take up engineering and physics to try to get into the Garrison. They try to get in at age 14 and don’t, but try again at 15 and do. They get an opportunity to be a pilot because someone quit. They have to deal with Iverson and he’s like 'You’re just like your brother, useless, a replacement because someone else isn’t here’ and they realise that this would have fuelled Lance’s anxiety and he never told any of them. They make it their personal mission to be problematic, but also the best in their class. Like, insulting Iverson everyday, becoming 50000000% more petty and salty, and even at one point challenging him to a rap battle. On a separate occasion they somehow manage to barge into a staff meeting to shout that at Iverson that he verbally abused and degraded their brother’s mental health and worsened his anxiety, before presenting a petition signed by the whole student body and some parents to get Iverson fired. Iverson is fired. After a few years the Kerberos mission is being rebooted. At age 19 they are chosen to pilot. They tell their family that they’re finally getting to see space. The team includes Mrs Holt, who had stepped up to engineering again, and another woman. They get to Kerberos, and a few weeks into their mission the Galra resistance group who rescued Matt arrive, to check that the area is still free of the Galran Empire. Mrs Holt is so happy, but also, her son looks the same way he did when she last saw him 8 years ago, though more buff, scarred and tired. The sibling convinces them to let them come with them, and when Matt explains that Mr Holt is still out there Mrs Holt is like 'There is no way that you’re leaving me behind, the communications officer is like 'The government adopted me when I was 12, and they passed me off to the Garrison immediately, two years before they were legally allowed to so I don’t have much back there, I’ll come’. The Galra resistance group meets with the Blade of Marmora to form an alliance. They then meet with Voltron. The meeting is first with Allura, then the paladins of Voltron are introduced, minus Shiro because he’s missing. There are the obvious reunions.

Matt: What the f-
Mrs Holt: Language, Matt.
Matt: Mum, I’m fighting in a war and I was a slave for a year, let me swear.
Pidge: Who are you, you’re not the short beanpole I know.
Matt: As I was saying, MUM, what the heck’s a Pidge.
Pidge: I’m a Pidge. And Mum, you look a lot older than I remember.
Matt: KaTIE THAT’S NOT SOMETHING YOU SAY TO ANYONE.

Lance enters with a mug of coffee or something.

Hunk: Ah, I see you’re holding true to being the 20 minutes late with Starbucks meme.
Lance: Yes, but I woke up lat this morning and I have to uphold my beauty routine so I’m not sore-why is Pidge standing next to a hot Pidge what is happening am I okay.

Lance is barrelled over in a bear hug by his sibling.

Lance: *is confused*
Keith *is alarmed, the subject of his pining isn’t allowed to die*
Everyone else: *also alarmed*
Sibling: How dare you, not tell me or anyone else about Iverson being a dick to you! You were my role model! I came out as genderfluid to you before anyone else! Before I came out to Mama! You watched my debates and you went to everyone on of Freya’s hockey games, and you taught Maria how to use makeup when she was transitioning, and yet you couldn’t tell anyone of us, or even Mum or Mama about that!
Lance: Who-w-How do you know all that who are you?
Sibling: Well, you dense traffic light after that I thought it would have been obvious. I’m *name*
Lance: Um, no, *name* is 13.
Pidge: Lance…I can’t believe I forgot…We studied this…Time passes differently in space…
Lance: So you’re telling me that they’re, that you’re, my sibling? You’re, like, my age, if you aren’t older! How old even are you?
Sibling: I’m 19.
Lance: What the f-
Matt: Language.
Lance: ????
Matt: If I’m not allowed to swear you don’t get you.
Sibling: You know what this means, right? Unless you were some sort of crazy party animal at the Garrison I got to drink before you.
Hunk: 19 is still underage though.
Sibling: In America maybe. But we live in Australia. So. Whenever I went home I got to drink. Because I was also at the Garrison from a program/branch thing in Australia I was bound by Australian rules so I was legally considered an adult and allowed to pilot the second Kerberos mission.
Matt: But more importantly. You think I’m hot? *bats lashes at Lance*
Sibling: Right, how could we forget about that beautiful gem.
Lance: How could you do this? Betrayed by my favourite little-what is is sibling? Sister?
Sibling: Sibling.
Lance: How could I be betrayed by my favourite little sibling?
Sibling: Well first of all, I’m only your favourite until Freya or Maria is in the room and suddenly you’re not allowed to have favourites, and second, you may have been born before me but I’ve lived longer than you so I’m the older sibling now.
Lance: All around me are familiar faces, worn out places-
Allura: We are currently searching for our black paladin, Shiro, which is why we wanted meet with you, aside from solidifying an alliance.
Matt: Wait, you mean Shiro like Takashi Shirogane?
Keith: Yeah. He’s missing and we can’t form Voltron without him.
Matt: You must be Takashi’s emotionally constipated adopted child-I mean adoptive brother. But more importantly, he couldn’t even be here to meet me! My boyfriend’s such a *stares directly at Mrs Holt* goshdarned flake.
Pidge: *Snorts* And what a hecking shame that is! If you being here could have stopped him from going and cheesing disappearing then we wouldn’t be in this dang situation.
Holt siblings: *snorts devolving into cackles*

So that’s my au. There’s more. There’s so much more and I might draw some of it. I’m also considering a name/names for the sibling.

Or, alternatively the time passing differently in space could just be for langst.

Scream It Louder

Originally posted by jeonfhan

Character(s): Reader X Wonho, BestFriend!hyungwon

Genre: smut, slight sexual tension

Warning(s): jealous smut, slow build, praise!kink, rough sex

Length: 8.5 k words

A/N: For the anon that requested a wonho smut similar to the kihyun one. im sorry this ain’t really my best work, but yoooo Wonho got me feelin some type of way


You scrunch up your nose as you stand behind Hoseok, fingers digging into the hem of his shirt as he drizzles cheese onto the nachos.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” You ask, eyeing the mess of salsa, ground beef, tortilla chips, and cheese on the baking sheet.

He groans, tipping his head back, “Of course I know what I’m doing. God, do I look like I’m 12?”

“Nah,” you respond, grinning cheekily, “More like 15. That awkward mid-puberty boy type of look.”

He swats his hand at your grip on his shirt, pointing the wooden spoon in his hand at the sofa.

“Go and sit and be quiet if you want any food,” he says, turning his attention back to the nachos.

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The Types as Things I Said When I Was Little

My (ISFJ) mom kept track of the funny things my siblings and I have said, so I had the idea for this post.


ENFP: “Daddy can’t have a GIRL-cheese sandwich… He has to have a BOY-cheese sandwich!”

ENTP: “I don’t want to be a mom. I just want to be a choo-choo train driver!”

INTJ: *Is using scissors and mom asks if I’m being careful* “Yes, Mom… all my fingers are still on my hand.”

ENTJ: *Grabs remote and points it at sister* “Mom, let’s just turn her off.”

INFP: “Mom, what letter comes after ‘z’?”

INTP: “Well, I live in the United States and I’m free, so I can choose to do whatever I want, and I choose to have a cookie for lunch, so you have to let me.”

INFJ: “Mom, Uncle [his name] has the same mom and dad as you. Did you KNOW that!?”

ENFJ: *Talking to my mom* “I love you, my sweet, sweet child.”

ESTP: *At 11:00 PM* “Mom, I would give ANYTHING to exercise right now!”

ISTP: *Sister asks me who Cupid is* “It’s this guy that shoots you with a gun on Valentine’s Day.”

ISTJ: “Mom, you have to be responsible!”

ESTJ: “Mom, [sister’s name] is mine.”

ISFJ: “There are two things I really hate: germs and Satan.”

ESFJ: “Daddy, you have the most beautiful eyeballs in the whole world.”

ESFP: “But Mom, your hairstyle feels great and you feel great!”

ISFP: “Mom, if you could take out your eardrums, could you bang on them?”

Theory

So I was sitting down at my kitchen table eating pasta when I had this thought.

Tikki’s favorite re-energizing food is cookies

Originally posted by allarica

Plagg is a cheese freak

Originally posted by hikayagami

(This is my new favorite gif)

But then I realized…

Adrien also really likes baked goods (when he gets them, that is…)

Originally posted by letadrieneat

But that made me think… is their favorite food the same as their other half’s kwami?
Meaning…

Is Marinette’s favorite food

Originally posted by dennys

Originally posted by everybody-loves-to-eat

Originally posted by foodpleasestuff

CHEESE?!

I hope she does…

The big four sitting at lunch together.

Alya: Hey Marinette, what’s your favorite type of food?

Nino: I could have told you that one.

Adrien: Really? What is it?

Marinette: *honestly unaware of favorite type of food and a little offended that Nino thinks he knows the answer* I honestly don’t know what it is, so please enlighten us, Nino.

Nino: *with a big smile on his face* Cheese.

Adrien: *slightly taken aback at this new development*

MArinette: *Thinking back on her life and slowly realizing he was right.*

Alya: Dude, how do you even know that?

Nino: First of all, she has cheesecake for her birthday cake every year. Second, last year she hosted a big study party with a bunch of kids from our class and she made a pasta dish. While she was cooking Kim asked if she had enough pasta and sauce with her cheese and Marinette just dumped an entire container of parmesan cheese into the pot and said, “Not quite.” So yeah, cheese is her favorite food.

Marinette: *glances down at plate which is literally that exact same recipe with just as much cheese as Nino described from the party*

Alya: I’m a little shocked, but I am mostly impressed.

Plagg in Adrien’s shirt pocket: Marry her.

saeranshoe  asked:

Are requests still open? If so can I request what type of pizzas (you know like toppings and controversial things like pineapple) the RFA, V and Saeran would eat

Yes they are (: 

~omg i love this…okay 


◉ Yoosung 

  • B A C O N 
  • NO VEGGIES 
  • STUFFED CRUST 
  • He wants it greasy 
  • Like, a normal person would blot it with a napkin but not Yoosung
  • He likes the grease 
    • “It adds flavor!!”  

◉ Jumin 

  • Italian Neapolitan pizza (pizza napoletana)
  • Ingredients for its creation are :
  • San Marzano tomatoes
  • Mozzarella cheese (sometimes made from the milk from water buffalo raised in the marshlands of Campania and Lazio in a semi-wild state)
  • natural Neapolitan yeast or brewer’s yeast and strong flour with high protein content 
  • Of course he would choose a fancy pizza 

◉ Zen 

  • HAM AND PINEAPPLE 
  • I JUST KNOW IT 
  • He thinks it is healthy 
  • Because of the pineapple 
  • He loves the taste of the ham 
  • Though, he doesn’t eat it often because pizza is pizza and it’s still not the best for you 

◉ Jaehee 

  • Thin crust !!!!!
  • BBQ Chicken 
  • Mmmmm 
  • She lives for this pizza 
  • The BBQ is so sweet and tangy and then mixed with the chicken is just amazing 

◉ Saeyoung 

  • DEEP DISH 
  • Double cheese 
  • Supreme toppings 
  • He loves sausage and peppers, just everything 
  • Give him all the toppings!! 

◉ V 

  • He also enjoys thin crust! 
  • Margherita pizza !! 
  • With artichoke hearts added 
  • The veggies are soooo good 
  • He loves tomato 
  • He can finish a whole pizza by himself 

◉ Saeran 

  • Pepperoni.
    • “What??…I just want pepperoni, okay?” 
  • Yeah he is plain jane 
  • HATES SAUSAGE (Saeyoungs fav topping) 
    • “Disgusting, get that shit away from me.”
  • He doesn’t care what crust or anything 
  • Just give him a pepperoni pizza 
  • And some red pepper flakes 
Not The Romantic Type

Prompt: After being labeled as a ‘non-romantic’ by the reader, Digger Harkness tries to prove the reader wrong by planning a cliche Valentines Day date.

Pairing: Captain Boomerang X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Some cursing, sexual suggestion, but mostly fluff galore!

Originally posted by heartofdevastation

Digger Harkness was certainly a man of many talents and you were lucky to be able to call him yours. In one afternoon he could build you a wooden table and four sturdy chairs. He could drink an entire 12 pack of beer and still speak impressively coherently. He made the best damn grilled cheese in the world and never failed to make you laugh until tears were streaming down your face.

He was everything you could ask for and more! The only quality you could say he lacked was a romantic side… Which wasn’t a bad thing? He was sweet when he wanted to be and definitely an affectionate son of a bitch. But, as Valentines day was begin to creep up on you and all the heart shaped boxes of chocolates were on sale at the store you couldn’t help but to feel, well… Like you were missing out on something?

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Living With The Bay Boys

Pairing: Daveed x Reader x Rafa

Requested?: Trizz decided to post this vague little scenario and my brain wouldn’t leave me alone until I wrote it so, yes (sorta)

Prompt: “Fluff prompt: Reader is roommates with Daveed and Rafa. Has to put up with their random shenanigans and video recordings of said shenanigans. Comes home from work one day to see them napping together.”

Words: 1.5k+

A/N: Welp, Trizz, this is all your fault. This was supposed to be a drabble but…couldn’t stop myself. This is the first fic I am posting that @helplesslylins didn’t proofread for me. I am nervous. 

Tags: @daveedish @daveeddiggsit  

Originally posted by msjosephinemarch



Rafael was laying on Daveed’s bed, pencil in hand as he tried to write down another verse for a song he and Daveed were working on. Daveed was to his left, nose into his notebook as he scribbled down a line but ended up ultimately scratching them out with a frustrated groan.

“I can’t fucking think of anything.” Daveed tossed the notebook onto the floor along with the pencil.

“Take it easy, Diggs. You can’t think of anything when you’re frustrated. Take a break or a nap or something.” Rafael suggested, watching his best friend flop down face first on the bed.

“Maybe you’re right.” Daveed sighed, yawning as he adjusted the pillow.

Rafa spun the pencil in his hand, glancing over at Daveed and smiling lightly. He shifted so his notebook was on Daveed’s back, using it as a makeshift desk. He was writing another lyric when Daveed spoke up.

“Why are you writing on my back?”

“It’s harder than the bed.” Rafa stated as if it was common sense, continuing to write.

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Send me a number thing

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
6: do you keep plants?
7: do you name your plants?
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what’s your favorite planet?
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
19: do you keep a journal? What do you write/draw/ in it?
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
22: are you a morning person?
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
28: sunrise or sunset?
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
31: what is your opinion of socks? Do you like wearing weird socks? Do you sleep with socks? Do you confine yourself to white sock hell? Really, just talk about socks.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3am when you were with friends.
33: what’s your fave pastry?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. What is it called? What does it look like? Do you still keep it?
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? Do you use them often?
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
39: what color do you wear the most?
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? Does it have any meaning to you?
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? Describe it!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? Is it the same today?
49: do you like buying cds and records? What was the last one you bought?
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
51: think of a person. What song do you associate with them?
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? Heathers? Beetlejuice? Pulp fiction? What do you think of them?
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. How did it make you feel? Did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? Why?
59: what’s your favorite myth?
60: do you like poetry? What are some of your faves?
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? The stupidest one you’ve ever received?
62: do you drink juice in the morning? Which kind?
63: are you fussy about your books and music? Do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
68: what’s winter like where you live?
69: what are your favorite board games?
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
73: what are some of your worst habits?
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
75: tell us about your pets!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
80: what color are your bedroom walls? Did you choose that color? If so, why?
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
82: are/were you good in school?
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? Which ones?
85: do you read comics? What are your faves?
86: do you like concept albums? Which ones?
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
89: are you close to your parents?
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? Did you enjoy it?
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? Why?

skelior  asked:

Do you have any public playlists on Spotify (or, well, a Spotify account)? Your music taste is awesome, and I love snooping around other peoples playlists! <3 (also, your art is amazing and you're such a wonderful creature, ily)

Yeah, sure I do! 

My music taste is all over the place so I’ll share a couple playlists: 

Fury is orchestral pieces (classical, game music, scores, etc.) I like a lot of orchestral music but these are some of my favourites (and very heavy on strings: the best).

Driving is a ginormous playlist rammed with anything and everything I like. I do a lot of distance of driving so this is usually what I listen to then. Band focused rather than orchestral. 

Folkin’ & Folkin part 2 is all just soft and lovely (sometimes - but not limited to) folk type music. 

Oldies is like my guilty pleasure playlist. There’s some gems, there’s also some cheese. Anything from the 70′s, 80′s, 90′s and early 00′s is rammed in here.

Muppet was taken three months ago, and no one said anything.

See, Muppet had a habit of physically disappearing sometimes- she was a traveling type, and got antsy if she sat still for too long. No one questioned it is she went away for a couple weeks. No one would’ve really realized if she was taken like most students are. But that’s not what I’m talking about. Muppet didn’t physically get taken. She’s just… Gone.

Muppet loved the Fair Folk- almost unnaturally. Don’t get me wrong, she respected and feared them, but she would spend hours after dark hanging around the edge of the forest, no iron, no salt, just offerings of sugar and cream and cheese. When everyone warned her about being taken, she shrugged and continued her strange habits. But she wasn’t stupid. She had her cautions- salt on the doors, iron under the pillow, the lot.

Muppet was my roommate. She slept rarely, if ever, and she loved to sing. Her voice would drift through the campus at midnight, and whenever she sang, I could hear scratching at the windows. I remember I once woke up to get water while she was singing. She was sitting cross legged on her bed, staring blankly out the window. There were dozens of eyes staring back at her. I could see the shadows sitting attentively, watching her sway gentle to the music. None of them tried to enter- she’d refreshed her salt line on the window earlier that evening. But they watched her, pawing quietly at the window, occasionally opening their mouths (? I could never really tell) and whispering along in quiet, disturbing voices. I hurried back to bed and clutched my iron links to my chest.

She was well liked by the Fair Folk- musicians are always well liked, and she sang in strange, foreign languages, lauding them for their beauty and power.

I’m still amazed of how willingly she danced with danger, how willingly she leaned out her window on half moons and let her voice carry over the campus on the wind. I admired her, and feared her- those kind of people don’t last long at Elsewhere University. I can’t even begin to imagine how much courage- or ignorance- something like that takes. Her songs would drift over while I was doing homework, and it’d make me smile. You could here her voice in the Mimics that hung around in the corners, humming softly to entice people to look at them.

It’s no wonder to me that she got taken.

Muppet got careless. She started getting farther away from reality. She got careless, and They noticed.

Three months ago she forgot to put salt on the windows and in front of her door. She lost her iron necklace somewhere on campus. The next morning she was gone, but her body remained. She was careless. They were watching her. They knew that she got careless.

No one noticed, at first. She started skipping class, hanging around the theater more, singing for hours on end and ending up in places where You’re Not Supposed To Go. I just thought that she was getting a bad case of senioritis.

Then she started talking to herself.

I’ve roomed with Muppet for almost four years. I’ve gotten used to her singing at night, no matter how strange the company it attracted was. I started waking up in the middle of the night, hearing her voice rising and falling in a language that I didn’t understand, and I was sure that I didn’t want to understand it. I slipped out of bed, iron tight around my neck, ramen packets stuffed into every pocket. I crept to her room. Her doorway was open. She was sitting cross legged in the middle of the floor, staring out her open window. The Fair Folk stared back. She sang, her voice getting higher and higher until it was nothing but a choking sob. The eyes were all fixed on her.

“Muppet?” My voice was nothing but a whisper in compared to her wails, but the eyes all swiveled to me. She didn’t look up, her sobbing getting louder and more panicked. I could hear another voice speaking in a low, gravelly tone.

I hesitated at the doorway, and then I stepped inside. “You okay, Muppet?”

The sobbing stopped. “I’m fine.” The voice sounded strangled and not like the Muppet I know.

She wasn’t fine. The eyes stared at me, and sharp smiles started to curl up at me. I turned and walked out of her room and into the hallway, closing the door behind me. I stood there for a second, listening as her song resumed. I turned again and walked to the RA’s room and knocked on the door. A disgruntled student opened the door. “It’s three in the morning-“

“My roommate’s been taken over by the Gentry and they’re in my room now, can I sleep here tonight?”

He let me in.

That was two months ago.

Muppet’s started dancing in the forest, luring students into the deep trees. Her voice wails high and late into the night, joining the baying of the wolves. It’s hard to resist her- earplugs have become a necessity when you’re planning to walk.

I’ve got her iron necklace- I traded five heavy cream coffees to Magpie down the hall for it. I’ve got her favorite flavor of ramen- roast chicken mixed with beef. I’ve got my knife- iron, sharp, and brittle.

I’ve got hidden around me, protecting me. I can hear her singing. I’m going down the edge of the forest tonight, under the night of the full moon. The sound of her choking on her own words, the sound of her crying out for help on a moonless night haunts me.

I’m going down into the forest tonight. I’m not coming back without Muppet.

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