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Come Find Me VII

It’s here! Also heads up, the advice in this chapter is real, so if ever do go without food for a while, you should follow it. I’ll probably need it soon ironically enough, because it is officially too hot to keep anything down, so I’m living off liquids and the occasional fruit. Also @fallingineternity@parsnipit

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Anxiety buried his head in his hands. And here he’d though this week couldn’t get any worse. But no.

The thing was, finding out that the others didn’t care had hurt, but had not been entirely unexpected. He’d just never wanted to admit it to himself before. So despite the pain this little experiment had caused, Anxiety would have been able to deal with it and let things go back to normal. And chances were, the others would have never noticed a thing.

But now, just when he had managed to accept that he was on his own, that he wasn’t the kind of person people wanted to be around, Prince had to come in. And now he was going to have to deal with all his bullshit guilt and pity, because while the other side may have hated him, but Anxiety knew that his hero complex wouldn’t let him leave Anxiety alone either, not when he thought Anxiety was in distress. It was the exact same attitude Prince got when he saw anyone he thought needed help.

Although, Anxiety really, really wished that for once Prince could leave off with all his heroic crap, because having him try and “help” Anxiety out of uncomfortable obligation was actually worse than the others not noticing him disappear for a week.

Still, at least it wouldn’t last long. A few days, heck maybe even just one, and Prince would remember just how much he hated being around Anxiety, and he’d give up. Till then, Anxiety might as well accept some of his help, like the soup.

Anxiety hated to admit it, but he had really screwed up on the whole not eating thing. Sure, this was hardly the first time he’d skipped meals, but he’d never skipped so many before. And if Prince knew how to help him recover from his mistake, then fine, Anxiety would let him help. Then Prince would feel appropriately heroic and leave, and Anxiety would go back to being forgotten.

Anxiety reached for the glass of water by his bedside, taking small sips until he’d drank the entire thing. He set it back on the bedside table. While he still felt like crap, his headache had eased up slightly.

He stifled a yawn. Despite having spent most of the last week sleeping, he still felt exhausted. Actually he felt more exhausted than when he’d last fallen asleep. Anxiety let his eyes close. What the hell, he was tired and it wasn’t like there was any point in getting up. He might as well sleep

When Anxiety woke up, it was to a cool sensation on his forehead. He squinted up as he reluctantly forced his eyelids to open. Prince was sitting next to him wiping down his forehead with a damp cloth.

“…the hell?” he muttered, only half awake.

“Your skin’s rather warm,” Prince explained briskly, “Likely from the dehydration. I brought an entire pitcher of water this time. I thought it would be easier, since until you recover more, walking will be rather difficult. Oh, and I have that soup I mentioned. I told Morality I’d had a craving and simply had to have minestrone soup. You should eat it while it’s still warm.”

Anxiety blinked trying to process the wave of words. Right, okay.

He forced himself upright, shoving away Prince’s hand as he did so. Prince let him without a fight, although he kept staring at Anxiety with a weird kind of intensity. Anxiety tried not to squirm under it.

“So you got minestrone?” he said, pressing his hands to his eyes trying to wake himself up more. God, he still felt tired, like his very bones were exhausted.

“Well, I realized once I reached Morality’s room that I don’t actually know what kinds of soup you like, and while chicken noodle may be an old standby, I also didn’t want Morality to start thinking I was coming down with something. And well, minestrone was the first kind of soup to pop into my head after that. I figured you’d probably be fine with it, correct?”

“Yeah, no, minestrone’s fine,” Anxiety mumbled. It was actually his favorite kind of soup, but he wasn’t going to give Princey the satisfaction of knowing that. He took the bowl and began to sip it carefully.

After a few minutes, he glanced up. Prince was still sitting on his bed.

“Did you want something?” he drawled.

“What do you like to eat?” Prince asked in reply.

Anxiety paused, setting down his spoon. What? His confusion must have shown on his face, because Prince clarified.

“Eating is going to be hard for a short while as your stomach readjusts to having food again, so there’s no point in making it an even worse struggle by making you eat food that you hate. So I’m asking you what you like to give me a better plan for your recovery.”

“I thought this was my recovery?” Anxiety said confused. “I mean, this will get me upright again, and then I can make my own food. Or at the very least go grab the leftovers Morality always leaves me in the fridge.”

“Of course this isn’t enough to fully recover!” Roman spluttered. “You haven’t eaten in a week! Wait, those leftovers were specifically for you?”

“Yeah,” Anxiety dragged out. “Why do you care- you’re the one that’s been eating them.”

“I will endeavor not to do so in the future,” Roman said, actually looking a little contrite. Then he flung his hands out dramatically. “But this is not the point! You can’t just eat one meal then be better, it takes time for you to recover your appetite.  I doubt you’ll even be able to finish the soup. In fact, I imagine you must be feeling rather full right now, don’t you?”

Anxiety scowled down at his soup. There was still half of it left, but he couldn’t bring himself to eat much more. He hated that Roman was right.

Despite Anxiety’s lack of response, Roman was happy to continue on.

“What’s important is not for you to try and gorge yourself the minute you can walk again. Rather, I recommend having smaller meals every few hours or so. Bread would be a good thing to try and eat next. It’s solid food, unlike the soup, but not overly heavy, and the carbs will be good for you. Oh, and while it may still be too heavy for you right now, perhaps tomorrow we could add some peanut butter for protein. Do you like peanut butter?”

“You’ve seen me eat peanut butter” Anxiety said dryly. Dammit, so much for everything being over quickly. Still, he doubted Prince would feel this invested tomorrow. He’d just listen to the stupid diet plan, and work it all out on his own.

“You know,” Prince said thoughtfully, ignoring Anxiety’s last comment. “It’s probably faster just to ask which foods you don’t like.”

Anxiety rolled his eyes, but since he could see Prince staring at him with expectation, he reluctantly replied.

“I don’t like fish, and I’m not really huge vegetable person,” he muttered and then because he could see Prince gearing up for a lecture, he hastened to add. “I mean, they’re fine in things, I just don’t like them on their own. Um, aside from that, I’m not a huge mayonnaise person, but that’s about it.”

Prince nodded briskly.

“I’ll be sure to remember that,” he said. “For now, try and eat a little more if you can. If you can’t, just rest, and be sure to keep drinking the water I brought.”

“So I’m supposed to just stay in bed? All day” Anxiety asked, not at all happy about taking orders from Prince.

“And here I thought you enjoyed spending your days lazing away,” Prince said with some amusement in his voice. “But yes, pushing yourself and expending energy when your body’s running on nothing would be foolish.

“Well then can you at least grab my laptop,” Anxiety said, gesturing towards his desk, irritated that once again Prince had a point.

Prince deposited the device in his lap.

“I’ll be back later,” he said, and then with a hesitant smile. “Perhaps we could watch some Disney movies together?”

“Whatever,” Anxiety snapped, shoving his headphones over his head. Like he cared.

There was short pause, during which Anxiety kept his eyes firmly fixed on his screen. Then there was sigh and the sound of footsteps.

“Remember to drink water,” Prince called out one last time, as he shut the door.

Anxiety rolled his eyes. God this whole heroic act was annoying. He seriously wished that Prince would just go back to normal, instead of acting like he cared. This wasn’t a fairy tale, and Anxiety was no damsel in distress. Prince could go be the hero somewhere else.

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Here’s what’s cooking: Minestrone Soup. 

Because it’s winter and even though it hasn’t been particularly cold in my neck of the woods, it gets dark early and the wind still blows a big chill.

So, soup.

Minestrone is a wondrous choice for so many reasons. It’s thick and filling, colorful and inviting, nourishing and nurturing.

Also, I can make it ahead, which I am doing today, for my New Year’s Eve dinner.

And it tastes so, so wonderful.                                                                                                   

Minestrone Soup

3-4 ounces beef bacon** 

3 tablespoons olive oil

1 large onion

2 medium cloves garlic

3 carrots, sliced ½-inch thick

3 stalks celery, sliced ½-inch thick

2 Yukon Gold potatoes, peeled and cut into bite size chunks

1 small zucchini or yellow squash, cut into bite size chunks

1 cup frozen peas

1 cup frozen corn kernels

1 cup cut up green string beans 

28-ounce can Italian style tomatoes, including juices

8 cups stock (beef, chicken or vegetable) or water

3 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley

2-3 tablespoons chopped fresh basil

1 teaspoon dried oregano (or 1 tablespoon chopped fresh oregano)

salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste

15-ounce can white beans, rinsed and drained

½ cup elbow macaroni

Parmesan cheese, optional**

If you include bacon, place it in a soup pot over low-medium heat and cook for 5-6 minutes or until crispy. Remove the meat and set aside. Drain most of the fat. Add the olive oil. Raise the heat to medium. Add the onion and cook for 2-3 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add the garlic, carrots, celery, potatoes, zucchini, peas, corn and string beans and cook for 2-3 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add the bacon pieces, if used, tomatoes, stock, parsley, basil, oregano and salt and pepper to taste. Cover the pan partially and simmer for 30 minutes. Add the beans and macaroni and cook for about 10 minutes or until pasta is tender.

Makes 8 servings

** If you make the soup without bacon, serve it sprinkled with Parmesan cheese. 

friendly reminder to
  • support boys who like minestrone soup!
  • boys who like cold soup!
  • boys who like carrots in their soup!
  • boys who use can soups instead of homemade!
  • boys who put meat in their veggie soups!
A Classified Summer - Part Four

Summery: When you’re shipped off to stay with your Aunt Pepper and the Avengers in New York for the summer you weren’t sure what to expect but falling in love with Spider-Man wasn’t one of them.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1,473

Warnings: Violence

A/N: It’s been awhile but here’s more Peter Parker for you. Happy readings!

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

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“Keep her safe Tony I swear if I come back and…”

“She’s living with a bunch of superheroes what’s the worse that can happen?”

“Don’t even go there Tony.”

Aunt P gave you a tight hug and got into the private jet waiting for her on the roof. Tony placed his arm over your shoulder guiding you back inside.

“So kid how’s that brain of yours?”

“Sorry?”

“Are you smart?”

“Smart enough, why?”

“Because if you are, you should help me?”

“Help you with what Tony?”

“I don’t know inventions, my suits, maybe help train the team. You gotta do something this summer. If we listen to Pepper you’ll die of boredom this summer. C’mon what do you say Y/N?”

“Well I mean I don’t want to die of boredom that’s for sure.”

Tony smirked pulling you in closer. “Good choice kid.” This summer was going to be interesting.

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Trying to clean out my “Work Folder” - Sims4-Sims2 Food

1. Lobster Thermidor              2. Grilled Cheese

3. Spinach Fritatta                  4. Roasted Chicken

5. Butternut Squash Soup       6. Blackened Bass

7. Shiskabobs                         8. Bread Sticks

9. Hot Dog                              10. Clam Chowder Soup

11. Minestrone Soup               12. Chicken Stir Fry

13. Herb Crusted Salmon        14. High Protein

15. Tacos

I still have 3 more to do but too sleepy right now to finish!! There’s a white recolor of the plate and a collection file included.

Some of these may have already been done but since I had them already prepared in my work folder I went ahead and did them!

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Gastronomic Differences in the Italian Regions

When it comes to cooking, pasta in its different shapes and forms is the adhesive that unifies Italy - but there are great regional differences. Only a few dishes are considered ‘national dishes’; each region has its own typical food, cooking methods, and recipes, as well as dialects. This is due to centuries of small city states before the country, at least on paper, fairly recently was “united”. The Unified Kingdom of Italy only happened in 1861. As a result, Italy is all about regional food. To experience the best of Italian cuisine, one should try typical dishes in their home region. There are some trends that allow the division of Italy into 3 general areas, coinciding with the approximate geographical division into North, Center, and South.

North: Gastronomic tradition here revolves around hearty food, hot soups, minestrone, vegetables like radicchio. The Northern tradition is based on dishes richer in fat, more of cold weather and mountain foods. Cheese, truffles, apples, polenta, risotto, mushrooms, speck, butter, game, gnocchi, and Germanic influences with buckwheat and potatoes. Example: Pizzoccheri, short tagliatelle made with 80% buckwheat flour and 20% wheat flour, cooked along with Swiss chard or Savoy cabbage and cubed potatoes, layered with cheese, and dressed with garlic and sage that are lightly fried in butter. 

Center: The Center is renowned for being the area of heavy-bodied foods: Pecorini (cheeses from sheep’s milk), Scamorze (cow’s milk cheeses similar to Mozzarella), Insaccati (sausages), and Sottoli (pickles/preserves). Umbria is famous for truffles and mushrooms. Some special pastas here include: paste fresche, maccheroni, and spaghetti alla chitarra, often with sauces containing meat and game. The meat of choice in this area is pork. 

South: Southern food is typical Mediterranean cuisine. A lot of fish; shellfish on pastas or pizzas. Pizza in Naples it’s relatively thick by Italian standards. Mozzarella and other dairy products are specialties here. A lot of herbs and spices are used, seasonings like basil, oregano, citrus, red pepper. tomato-based sauces. Mozzarella di Bufala Campana is the pride of the South. All cooking is done with olive oil while in the North, butter is often used.

anonymous asked:

ALFRED PUT THE SOUP IN A MICROWAVEBLE CROCK BECAUSE HE KNEW BRUCE WASNT GOING TO EAT IT WHILE IT WAS HOT OMGGGGGG

I imagine there were too many nights where Alfred came down to the cave only to find his rich beef stew, Italian minestrone soup or clam chowder gone cold.

Personally, I headcanon that the next time, he just made chilled Russian borscht, fully knowing that Bruce absolutely detests beets.

Alfred came down later to find Bruce sitting in his cape and cowl, eyes narrowed at the bright pink soup… but he knew exactly what he had done to deserve this. So he ate it, spoon by spoon, mouth set in a firm, determined line in between mouthfuls… and requested that his soup be put in a canister for him to take on patrol next time.

Funnel Cake - Okieriete Onaodowan x Reader (Pt. 2 of Cotton Candy)

Summary: The story of the first date Oak takes you on after your meeting at the carnival. The universe loves to repeat itself, but it also loves to meddle. 

Warnings: A single swear word. Literally, that’s it. 

Word Count: 2,907 (I JUST GET CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS BALL OF SUNSHINE OKAY)

Request: @l-tay - Cotton Candy gave me MAJOR Oak feels. Part 2? Please? Pretty please with more tooth rotting fluff on top?

A/N: Okay so, when I started this I totally hated it, but by the time I finished it I really loved it. So there’s a mound of mixed feelings about this one. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

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The worst part of a date, hands down, was the wait. The minutes that dragged on as you stare at the clock in anticipation, or the seconds that hurry by too fast for your grasp to hold on tight enough and be early for once in your goddamn life.

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Zootopia Fanfiction Take A Stand: Star of Ceartias Ch.11- Love and Pain

(AN/ Hey folks it’s Garouge with another chapter of star of ceartais, a big thank you to @alexboehm55144 and @nick-and-judy-daily who both wrote parts of this chapter, also big shout out to the SOC development team who always help me out…)

Here’s the fanfiction.net link… https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12439999/12/Take-A-Stand-Star-Of-Ceartais

Chapter 11- Love and Pain.

Alana Clearwater had been through an odd twenty four hours to say the least, yesterday morning she had been held at gunpoint and had all the relief centre’s meds robbed, then that evening the prescription drugs were returned my an urban legend; Spitfire. Alana honestly believed that the mech was the work of some crazy conspiracy theorist’s imagination but she saw the robotic vigilante with her own eyes. As she sat down in her office at the Sherwood community centre she wished that today would be relatively normal, she was about to start checking the order forms for more bottled water when a soft knocking at the door halted her “Come in.” she replied.

The door opened to reveal someone she definitely did not expect, there stood Nick Wilde dressed in a gaudy red Hawaiian shirt with black pants and his aviator sunglasses on “You must be Alana.” He greeted, walking in casually.

Alana immediately stood up and babbled “C-captain Wilde?” hardly believing the mammal that had inspired her so much was standing in front of her desk.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a vegan/soy-free round up?

Here is a vegan soy free savory breakfast round up, vegan gluten free and soy free burger round up and vegan watermelon beverage round up. Here are some soy free tips. Below are other soy free recipes I’ve posted in the past. Enjoy!

Batkids - Soup headcanons

Winter is here and it’s coooold, so here’s some soup headcanons

Dick will eat any soup- but he likes heavy soups, like the way Jason likes heavy soups, but more random- like don’t let Dick make soup cause everything in the kitchen will end up in that potBut he’s very partial to the heavy chicken noodle soup Alfred made during his first winter in Gotham, cause the broth was abit more creamy and it was full of veggies and meat and it was just good. Everyone likes it, but it’s Dick’s favorite.

Jason like heavy soups, and a lot of bread with them, cause they make him feel like he’s getting more, less chance of going hungry. So the heavier the soup the better, but cream soups are the best. And if it’s in a bread bowl, he’s sold automatically.

Tim likes soups that seem complex but end up not being very complex at all. On his own he doesn’t think about it much (will eat just about anything as long as he doesn’t have to do much work cause he has better things to do), but if he has to pick, he picks Zuppa Tsocana, he’ll usually eat it on the side, but it’s always his go too. 

Damian is more for a thin broth, he ate a lot of soup when he first came to gotham too, cause it’s cold and he wasn’t used to the weather at all, so his diet was heavy in soup and tea and other warm things. But  a minestrone soup (made by Alfred of course) is his favorite and it always baffles everyone cause it’s just so fucking simple and he’s such a snob. 

Stephanie’s not too fond of soup, like she doesn’t dislike it, but it doesn’t actively interest her. But when asked, she’ll  go for the classic campbell’s chicken noodle with grilled cheese on the side (Damian is always horrified)

Cass is hard. I don’t think of what she eats much, I think she’s kinda not inclined to have favorites as much as she is inclined to take bits and pieces of everyone’s food for herself. But if Alfred is making a soup for her, I think a white bean and tomato soup, something a bit spicy but with protein and a hearty feel that’s not too heavy either.

Chris Evans Fic: In Sickness and in Health

‘Chris, you really don’t want to come round. I’m a mess! The place is disgusting, I’m disgusting. Please just stay away and let me get over this flu,’ you begged down the phone. The very last thing you wanted was for Chris, the Greek god you had somehow managed to score a few dates with, to see your sweaty, puffy eyed, red nosed, spluttering self. It was far too early on in whatever this thing was that you had going for him to be anywhere you at the moment.

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Safe and Unsafe Food List

Safe Beverages:
-black coffee
-diet soda
-water
-half/half tea

Safe Breakfast:
-oatmeal
-toast with only light jelly
-fruits
-low-fat vanilla yogurt

Safe Lunch/Dinner:
-proportioned turkey, chicken, and fish (not fried)
-salad w/ light italian dressing
-minestrone or broccoli soup
-cheese sticks
-vegetables
-fruits
-light (of half-size) sandwiches

Unsafe Beverages:
-sugary coffees
-non-diet soda
-milk

Unsafe Breakfast:
-doughnuts, pancakes, waffles, biscuits
-syrup
-hashbrowns/homefries
-eggs/omlets
-grits/cream-of-rice
-sugary cereal

Unsafe Lunch/Dinner:
-red meats
-potatoes (fries, mashed, baked)
-fried meat of any kind
-pizza
-mac-n-cheese
-grilled cheese
-Ramen Noodles
-chips and dip
-all desserts
-pies, cookies, cakes
-all breads (except for wheat bread used proportionally for safe foods)
-all Mexican and Italian dishes
-mozzerella sticks
-condiments (dressings, butter, ect…)

I have gained so much lately and I know I am over 140 now. It has to stop. I started laxatives again and I haven’t taken my medication in quite some time. I am depressed and can’t handle how much I weigh anymore. I tried to be positive about it and look on the bright side. Like, “oh wow so curvy and sexy!” But really I am just fat with tons of cellulite and stretch marks on my thighs and butt. I get physically sick looking at my naked self in the mirror and it really is a shame. Something has to change and it starts now. I have to clean up my diet.