• 4 dates
• 1 + 2 tsp of honey/syrup
• 1 tbsp of almond milk
• 10 peanuts
• 20 raw cashews OR 1 tbsp of almond meal + 1 tsp of coconut oil
• chocolate coating of choice
Soak the dates and cashews (if you’re using them) for at least 1-2 hours. For the caramel layer, peel the dates and process them with almond milk and 1 tsp of honey. Chop the peanuts and mix with your “caramel” mass, leave it in the fridge. Meanwhile, process 2 tsp of honey with cashews or a combination of almond meal and coconut oil (you don’t need a blender for this version). Shape a layered bar and leave it in the freezer while making the coating. Cover with chocolate and freeze again. Keep it in the fridge for about 30 minutes before eating ☺️
Alright, folks. Since some of you asked me about my diet tips and how I was able to be confident wearing a bikini, I am more than happy to share them with you. I am aware that summer has already ended but that shouldn’t stop you from being determined to lose some weight and be healthy.
Drop your salted chips and read this.
DON’T STARVE YOURSELF
This is the very first thing I would like you to know. Make this a habit. Because of this crappy generation where girls try hard to be skinny like the models they idolize on Instagram – and Vogue magazine–they tend to starve themselves to death. Enduring hunger just to achieve that “perfect flat stomach and skinny legs” post on social media. Please, don’t starve yourself to lose weight. The overeating of bad food is what makes you to gain weight, not the idea of eating itself. You actually need to eat to burn those fats because your body will use these as an energy for an active metabolism. When you starve yourself, you’ll end up eating more at the end of the day, I guarantee you that.
SIX SMALL MEALS
Take six small meals throughout the day instead of taking three big ones. Like I said on the previous one, the longer you don’t eat, the hungrier you may get. You’ll just end up craving for something unhealthy.
A cup of tea makes everything better. This is my secret to a flat belly and a stronger immune system. Drinking this tea is one of the safest way to lose weight as long as you drink in moderation. I drink my turmeric tea twice a day – one in the morning and one in the evening. According to a new research, this helps you improve your health due to its several inflammatory properties. Since it belongs to the family of gingers, it has this thermogenic effect which accelerates the metabolism and help your body burn fat faster.
This is highly effective especially when paired with peppermint, ginger, and lemon. I got mine from Yamang Bukid. It comes with peppermint, lemongrass,ginger, banaba, lagundi, moringa, sambong, lemongrass, Cynura Procumbens and wild honey. All you need is just a cup of boiling water and a teaspoon of this mixed powder. I bought mine directly from their store but you can order online.
DROP THE WHITE RICE
The starchy white rice you eat is worse than your sugary drinks. It’s more potent in causing diabetes because it 0verloads your body with blood sugar. If you really can’t help because you’re a fan of Mang Inasal’s unli rice, add at least 20% brown rice.
EAT MORE RAW FRUITS AND VEGETABLES
My fridge is stuffed with fruits and vegetables – and an open bottle of Bordeaux of course. I’m a huge fan of vegetable salads especially when paired with grapes and tofu and all are soaked in apple cider vinegar (be careful on choosing your dressing because some are waistline busters). Note that fruits and vegetables are way cheaper than the food you order in fastfood restaurants. Healthier and money-saving at the same time – who wouldn’t want that?
WHEAT BREAD w/ PEANUT BUTTER
I don’t eat crackers or chips high in sodium. My alternative is a slice of wheat bread and a peanut butter. Oh yes, I’m a peanut butter eater. I sometimes bring a bottle with a spoon at school. Some experts recommend peanut butter for weight loss. Snacking on it is an effective way to control hunger without gaining weight because nuts help you curb your appetite and gives you the feeling of satiety or fullness.
NO SODA/FLAVORED JUICE
Don’t get fooled by those boxed juice you see on supermarkets. They’re flavoured and high in sugar. Don’t drink soda as well. I know you love to chug down that sparkling and sweet soda but it’s truly worthless to your body and a waste of money. It has no nutritional value, just plain sugar and high in calories. If you don’t want to develop Type 2 Diabetes and obesity, then you should probably stop now. Lastly, it is one of the main culprits on why you’re bloated right now. Hydrate yourself with lots of water, instead.
NO TO SLEEP DEPRIVATION
Having at least 8 hours of sleep can help to regulate hunger better unlike when you’re sleep deprived, you tend to crave more and regulate appetite in the middle of the night. Beauty sleep, folks.
YES TO PIZZA
Come on. Who can say no to pizza? (me when there’s pineapple).It’s a food for the gods. You can never eat vegetable salad while watching Netflix, it’s just not right. You need a break from your healthy lifestyle once in a while so it’s just fine. Go eat your pizza while I’m busy typing and talking to a Yellowcab representative about my Sriracha wings.
These are my tips and I hope you’ll do the same thing. I haven’t been working out for three months already and these habits were helpful and absolutely life-changing. But if you have time, please, work out for at least 15 minutes. Don’t do this just for the photos, or validation. Do this for your body and you’ll see the benefits in the long run. And my last advice, don’t be too healthy, always keep a balance.
barry keoghan eating spaghetti - the killing of a sacred deer
brooklynn prince just going to fucking town at that diner - the florida project
timothée chalamet masturbating with a peach and then crying in armie hammer’s arms (a scene which is very easy to mock, but it’s actually one of the more heartbreaking moments in the entire film) - call me by your name
garance marillier eating raw chicken right out of her fridge - raw
michelle pfeiffer making her family’s famous lemonade for an unappreciative jennifer lawrence - mother!
‘im egging your house for a dare but your parent is a cop and they’re yelling at me so i told them that you were my ex and you wronged me and now you’re coming outside and please go along with this i don’t want to go to jail’ a very specific headcannon if you want , I’m sorry - requested by an anon :’) <3
- ok so mark is a popular athlete, good student and all but his fiends r kinda… dumber jocks. so one time he is over one of his friend’s w the squad and they have a stupid contest over something like who can hold his head under water the longest
- and mark loses. and as a punishment he has to egg his friend’s neighbour’s house. he isnt looking forward to that tbh bc he isnt a bad person but… peer pressure
I have low self-esteem kii can you hung my short chubbyness. And I know this is your ask kii but Willow can you turn this into a group hug I'll give you all the raw meat in my fridge. (T•T don't eat me though) *Willow and kii are my fav.*
Besides Willow is an asshole and he’s not the type to give hugs. = 3 =)
Prompt: Saphael fanfic in which Simon gets
poisoned and turns in to a 4 year old and just wants to be next to his Raphy.
Summary: A mix-up by Magnus turns Simon into a four year old, and, when Raphael get’s talked into babysitting, some emotions are revealed and some cuteness ensues.
Notes: This is probably my favorite of the three Saphael fanfics I have written, so I hope you all like it!
“What do you mean
you mixed up the viles?!” Clary asked angrily with an edge of worry to her
voice. Simon was hurt, again, no thanks
to her, and all she wanted to do was make sure he was okay. Magnus Bane, being the good friend that he
was, mixed up a potion for Simon that was supposed to heal the large wound
across his chest. It was caused by a
special weapon Valentine had that when used on vampires would cause mundane
injuries to form, ones that wouldn’t heal automatically. When she saw him last,
Magnus was feeding him the potion and letting him rest. He was supposed to be okay, he was supposed
to be better by now, except apparently he wasn’t, and now Clary was mad all
over again. She was mad still at herself
for putting Simon in a dangerous position, yet again, but she was also mad at
Magnus. How mad? Well, the jury was still out on that. "What did you do, Magnus?! What did
you do to Simon?! Is he okay? Is he–“
"He’s fine… so to speak.” Magnus answered, putting a soothing hand on
her shoulder to effectively cut off her rant and calm her down a bit.
“Then, why won’t you let me see him?” She queried, crossing her arms.
“I will. I just
need to explain.” Magnus said then
sighed. This was not going to go over
well, but he couldn’t lie to her, there was no way he could hide what he’d
done. "You see, as I was gathering
my ingredients for Simon’s medicine, Alexander was there, attending to a wound
of his own and, well, that body of his can be quite distracting….“
"Magnus! Spit it out!” Clary yelled, growing more
annoyed and more impatient by the second.
Was Simon okay or wasn’t he?
“All right, all right, apparently, in my daze, I grabbed
the vile of de-aging serum instead of the vile of regeneration serum, and it
had some, uh… effects.” Magnus
“What kind of
effects?” Clary asked slowly and
deliberately, trying to read the warlock’s face.
“Well…” Magnus began, but was interrupted by a
shove to the gut.
At that moment, a small boy, about four years old with light
brown hair and brown eyes, came barreling into the room, pushing right through
Magnus and Clary, yelling, “DIE DEMONS!” as he wielded a pretend
sword that was really a long stirring spoon (like the ones Magnus used to mix
his potions with) and pretended to kill imaginary demons.
“Oh my god.”
Clary said as her eyes became as wide as saucers. "Simon?“
Simon ignored her in favor of killing more imaginary demons,
or maybe he just didn’t hear over all the sound effects he was making. Either
way, it didn’t matter, since her question didn’t require an actual answer. She’d know that face anywhere at any age.
Looking to Magnus, Clary asked exasperatedly, "You
turned him into a toddler?!”
“Actually, I’d say he’s more preschool age.”
Magnus replied, then paused to take in Clary giving him the evil eye and added,
“Right, not important.”
“So, what happens now?” She wondered aloud, watching the child bounce
around the room. "Is he gonna keep
"No, based on the dosage level, he should remain at
this age.” Magnus said certainly.
“But you can fix him, right? You can turn him back to his normal
age?” Clary questioned hopefully.
Magnus answered. With that, Clary
let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding in. “But there’s a
bit of a catch.”
“What kind of a catch?” Clary asked.
Magnus cleared his throat then continued. “I don’t have
enough aging serum left to give Simon the exact dose he needs, but I can get
more from an old friend…. it’ll just take a few hours. So, if you could just stay with young Simon,
here, I’ll just be on my way–”
“Whoa there, warlock,” Clary called, stepping in
front of him. "You are not leaving me alone with him.“
"You’ll be fine.”
Magnus said dismissively with a wave of the hand. "I’m sure you’ve babysat before.“
"Yeah, a few times, but those were normal, human children, not vampire
babies!” Clary informed him, gesturing across the room toward Simon. "I mean, what do I do if he gets
hungry? Give him my arm?“
"I wouldn’t recommend that.” Magnus quipped. "There should be some raw steaks in the
Clary rolled her eyes. ”Magnus…“ She warned.
"C'mon, how bad can he be?” Magnus queried.
Just then little Simon made a screeching noise, flashed his
fangs and pounced from the top of the fancy couch against the far wall up to
the chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling. He continued to hiss and
kick his legs as he swung back and forth from the chandelier in glee.
“Yeah… we should probably call Hotel Dumort.”
Magnus commented, staring at the hyperactive vampire child.
“Ya think?” Clary retorted with a hand placed
sassily on her hip, then hurried off to collect Simon before he did any more
Raphael was sitting on his couch, sipping his blood
breakfast smoothie when his second in command, Thane, interrupted him.
“Hey, Santiago.” Thane’s voice called from behind
“What now?” Raphael said, tone dripping with
“You have some visitors.” Thane responded.
“I’m busy.” Raph said, taking another sip of his
“She says it’s important.” Thane spoke again.
“She?” Raphael quirked a brow.
“The red headed shadow hunter girl.” Thane answered.
Raphael sighed, “Bring her in.”
As Clary entered the room, Raphael set down his drink and
rose from the couch, then appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.
“To what do I owe this displeasure?” He
“Nice to see you again too, Raphael.” Clary said
sarcastically. When he crossed his arms
and gave her a no-nonsense look, she
sighed and said, “Listen, we have a small problem, and I need your
“How small?” Raph asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
“Well…” Clary trailed off, pulling her stele
from her boot and tracing the invisibility rune on her forearm to reveal four
year old Simon, standing next to her.
Raphael’s arms dropped and eyes widened, “What are you
doing? You can’t bring a child in here! Are you insane?”
“He’s not a child, he’s… Simon.” Clary
Raphael stared at the child he had been ignoring. The boy had soft, curly ringlets of brown
hair framing his face, twinkling brown eyes, and small dimples in his cheeks
that became more pronounced as he stuck out his fangs.
He was adorable, and he was definitely Simon. The realization made his pulse quicken out of
anger, mostly at Clary, but a little at himself. If he never would have kicked Simon out of
the clan, then Simon would’ve never…well, ended up like this.
He inquired, confused and irritated.
“It’s a long story… but what’s important is that
Magnus is going to fix it.” Clary
informed him vaguely, deciding it best to spare him the details.
Raphael just grunted and rolled his eyes in response. He should have known Magnus Bane was involved
somehow. He was so gonna kill him next
time he saw him.
“Unfortunately,” Clary continued. "It’s gonna be a few hours before Magnus
gets back, so… you two can just get reacquainted, and I’ll be back later with
Magnus.“ Clary finished quickly
pushing little Simon toward Raphael.
”Excuse me? I’m not
a babysitter.“ Raphael spoke forcefully.
"Well, neither am I.” She tossed back. "But if we were, you’d definitely be more qualified, you know, since you’re a
vampire and all.“
Raphael argued. "Handling
fledglings and newbies is one thing, but I’ve never dealt with children before. I was turned before I got the chance as a
human, and there are no such thing as vampire babies.“
Clary asked intrigued.
Dead people can’t exactly reproduce.” He explained, giving her a
look that said ‘duh.’
“Right,” Clary said, realizing she never gave the
concept much thought, then shook her curiosity away and placed her hands on her
hips authoritatively. "Still,
you’re better equipped for this job than me.“
"So, that’s it?
You’re just gonna dump him on my doorstep, so you can go off gallivanting
with your little shadow hunter friends?” Raphael queried in disbelief.
“It’s not like I’m going to the mall.” Clary told him. "I have to deal with Valentine, and if I
bring him along he’d just be in danger.“
She clarified, gesturing to the boy who was now standing on the couch, messily
devouring Raphael’s breakfast smoothie.
Simon paused his drinking, looked at Raph with a twinkle in
his eye and blood around his mouth, and then jumped down to the floor before going
back to the rest of the beverage.
Raphael turned his attention back to Clary who was smiling.
“See? You’re great with kids, even vampire ones.”
She said, half-teasing but half-serious too.
“It doesn’t matter.” Raph retorted. "I’m not watching him.“
"Raphael, please,” Clary began, trying a different
tactic. "I remember how you were
with Simon when he was a fledgling in transition and then again as a new member
of the clan. I also remember how you
were the one to save him from Camille in the first place. He means
something to you. You care
about him. Maybe as a friend, maybe as
something more.“ As she spoke the
last sentence, Clary gave a surprised Raphael Santiago a very knowing look, and
then went on with her speech. "Or
at least you did until he broke your trust, and that’s my fault. He betrayed you for me, and I’m really sorry
about that, but if you have any shred of feelings left for Simon, platonic or
otherwise, then you’ll agree to help me out and help keep him safe. Please.”
She begged one last time, then waited for Raphael to respond.
Raph stared at her for a long moment collecting his
thoughts. He was shocked that Clary
called him out like that on his feelings.
He’s usually good at hiding them and keeping his emotions in check, but
it had become a bit of a struggle around Simon, enough for Clary to realize the
truth. He did have feelings for him. A big part of why he had freed Simon from
Camille was because he couldn’t stand to watch her hurt him any longer because
whenever she did, Raph felt the pain too.
It hurt just as much to watch him transition and almost die. So, when Simon did become part of the clan,
Raph promised himself that he would take care of him and lookout for him at all
costs. Remembering that promise, Raphael
looked to little Simon, who was licking the glass cup clean but paused briefly
to grin back at him, causing a surge of warmth to enter Raph’s heart. With that, he knew he had to honor his promise
and agree to help Clary.
Meeting her eyes again, Raphael let out a breath and nodded
curtly, “Fine, I’ll do it.”
Clary beamed, placed a hand on his arm and said simply,
“Thank you, Raphael.”
He nodded once more, then watched Clary as she showed
herself to the door. Once Clary was gone
and the door closed, he heard the sound of glass shattering and turned to face
Simon who stood on the couch again, looking guilty.
“Oops.” Simon said, then gave him a toothy smile
before hopping to the floor.
Raphael stifled a smile of his own as he sighed and shook
his head. This was gonna be a long night.
Thanks to the all the blood Simon drank, he was extra
hyperactive and bouncing off the walls.
Raphael did his best to placate him by playing games like tag and
hide-and-go-seek, but Simon always managed to find a way to cause trouble by either
breaking things, doing something he shouldn’t, or both. Raph wanted to laugh at the irony. Simon had always seemed so
straight-laced. Who’d a thought that
baby Simon would be a holy terror?
All in all, Raphael found four year old Simon to be
talkative, annoying as hell, and cute as a button. In other words, he was basically the same as the
original, 18 year old Simon. However,
Raphael expected as much. What he didn’t
expect was the pang of sadness he felt as he played with young Simon. Playing all these children’s games made him
think of his younger brothers and the good times they shared in his human life. It had been a while since Raphael had thought
about his family and the past, so when he did and tears pooled in the corners
of his eyes, he was very surprised.
After a long, exhausting night of chasing little Simon
around the hotel, the sun was finally rising and the kid was finally asleep. Sighing in relief, Raphael sat in the stuffed
chair adjacent to the couch that Simon was currently snoozing on in Raph’s
suite. As he watched his friend sleep
and enjoyed the peaceful moment, he found himself struck with another pang of
sadness. Raphael had never wanted kids
before, he never even thought about it really, but after taking care of four year
old Simon all night, he was now. It made
him upset to realize that he would never get the chance to be a father and have
a child of his own. However, he did his
best to push those feelings aside and tried not dwell on it. He was never one to make a fuss over the
things he couldn’t change, and he wasn’t about to start now. Raphael decided to distract his mind by reading
the newspaper he left out on the side table, which was soaked in blood no
thanks to a mischievous little Simon. He
read about two sentences, then heard a knock at the door.
Setting down the newspaper, he stood and turned to find
Thane walking Clary inside the suite.
“You’re visitor has returned.” Thane said before
leaving them alone to settle their business.
“Sorry, I’m so late I–” Clary began but didn’t
get to finish.
“Shhhhh!” Raphael scolded. "I just got him to sleep.“
"Sorry,” Clary apologized. "But we need to wake him anyway. Magnus gave me the antidote and in order for
it to work he has to drink it.“ She said, shaking a sippy cup in front of
his face to emphasize her point.
"Fine.” Raphael agreed reluctantly.
With that, Clary sat down on the sofa beside little Simon
and gently stroked his cheek, waking him up soothingly. Simon was a little groggy at first, but after
noticing the cup in her hands, he perked up and took it, eagerly gulping down
the blood smoothie and, unknowingly, the antidote. Clary patted his head affectionately then
rose to her feet and looked at Raph as she moved forward a few steps.
“Magnus said it would take a little time, but that he
should be back to his regular age within an hour or so.”
“Good.” Simon said simply.
“Listen, I just wanna say thanks again for watching
over Simon tonight. I really– OW!”
Clary yelped in pain, then glared at Simon who had just thrown his empty cup at
the back of her head. Little Simon just
giggled, causing Clary to glare harder as she rubbed the sore spot, which made
“Don’t mention it.” He said with a small laugh, figuring that
made them somewhat even after today’s favor.
“All right, Simon.
Time to go.” Clary informed
him in a motherly tone.
“NO!” He wailed, speeding over to Raphael and
wrapping his limbs around his leg, shocking both him and Clary. "I wanna stay with Raphy!“
"You played with Raphy all night, Simon. Now it’s time to go.” She said sternly,
using the nickname he made for Raphael.
“NO! I WANT RAPHY!” He repeated, this time much
Raphael interjected. "He can
"YAY!” Simon cheered, giving Raph’s leg a tight
squeeze to show his affection.
“Are you sure?” Clary asked, giving him a
“It’s fine. I
need to talk to him anyway… about the clan, I mean.” Raphael clarified.
“Right, the clan.” Clary said, humoring him,
knowing that he had so much more he wanted to talk to Simon about.
“I realized that terminating his membership here with
the clan may have been bit harsh, not to mention hasty. So I’d like to offer him the chance to return. Of course the discussion will have to wait
until he’s back to normal, so like I was saying he might as well stay.” Raphael finished with a shrug, then gave
little Simon a smile.
Clary smiled too and replied, “All right then. I’ll be back tomorrow though just to make
sure he’s really okay.”
Raphael nodded in response, then Clary gave a nod back and
made her way out of the suite.
Once she was gone, Raph looked back down at Simon who was still
clutching his leg and said “All right, little guy. Time for bed.” He then removed Simon from his leg, picked
him up, and held him on his hip. Taking
him back to the couch, he sat Simon on the middle cushion and sat himself on cushion
next to him.
“Read me a story?” Simon asked with a yawn.
Raphael thought it over for moment. He didn’t really have any kid appropriate
books on hand, so he made a counter offer.
“How about I sing you a song instead?”
Little Simon’s eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly.
“But only if you lie down.” Raphael added.
On that note, Simon kicked his legs out toward the empty
cushion and burrowed his face into Raphael’s side, using him as a pillow.
Raphael was surprised at first, but his look of shock
quickly melted into a smile.
Leaning back into the couch, Raphael wrapped his arm around
Simon and rubbed his back soothingly.
After a moment, he began to sing.
His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper as he sang, in Spanish, an
old lullaby his mother used to sing to him and his brothers. Halfway through
the first verse, Raphael moved his hand into Simon’s hair and began playing
with Simon’s curls. By the beginning of
the second verse, little Simon was sound asleep, and by the end of it, so was
Hours later, Raphael awoke in the same position, but this
time he was being cuddled by an 18 year old Simon Lewis. After taking it all in, Raphael simply smiled
and went back to sleep.
Little did he know, Simon awoke an hour earlier and did the
Maybe Raphael wouldn’t get the chance to have a kid of his
own, but he could still have a family of his own, and maybe, just maybe, Simon
would be it.
Only time would tell, and, as a vampire, Raphael had plenty
of time, so he was feeling hopeful, very very
it’s late as hell and i have class tomorrow but i can’t sleep bc i thought of a really good au, listen
first of all dakota is a musician. probably a rockstar but i’ll say he dabbles and doesn’t restrict himself to one genre
second of all cavendish is wholly just a straight up fucking zombie, but like, a wimpy one who’s bad at it. he tries to eat dakota’s brain but gives up after like 3 seconds bc there’s too much hair and it Feels Weird and he doesn’t like it
dakota just rolls with this bc i mean obviously he does and is like “i know you tried to eat my brain but no hard feelings id probably be mad hungry too, i’ve got some raw beef in my fridge if you uh, like if you eat that”
savannah and brick (and pip shhh) are there and they work at a funeral home. brick’s a director and savannah’s a coroner
they both are like “wtf vinnie kill that thing b4 it eats u” and dakota’s like “naw guys look at him” as a centipede or something crawls out from under cav’s eyeball and into his ear. the point is he somehow miraculously talks them into giving him the Human Leftovers they take out so he can feed his new zombie friend
milo and the gang r there too and murphy’s law is a thing, idk how exactly they meet but boy is milo stoked to meet an Actual Zombie. melissa is astounded. zack is so afraid but he is also stoked to meet an Actual Musician so
there’s no angst in this either bc this is an Angst Free House so don’t even think about it
For the crust: 1 cup nuts, 1 cup pitted dates For the ice cream layer: 4 frozen bananas, 2 fresh bananas, about ½ teaspoon vanila extract, 1.5 tablespoons (raw) cacao powder
1. Line a 18 cm springform pan with baking paper and set aside.
For the crust, pulse the dates and nuts in a food
processor until the mixture sticks together. Press the crust into the
pan until the layer is even. Leave some of the mixture to form little balls for decoration.
3. Blend the bananas and vanilla extract in a high speed blender or food processor. Pour about half of the mixture onto the crust and even it out with a spatula.
4. Add the cacao powder to the rest of the bananas and blend again until mixture becomes brown. Pour it onto the vanilla layer and smooth with a spatula.
5. Place the cake in the freezer for at least 5 hours.
6. Take it out 15 minutes before serving. Decorate with fresh strawberries, small balls made of the crust and chocolate drizzle (1 teaspoon coconut oil, 1 tablespoon cacao powder).
Note: You should hurry a bit when making the filling since most of the bananas are already frozen. You should eat the whole cake at once or only thaw as much as you’re going to eat and leave the rest in the freezer since it’s probably going to melt in the fridge.
Ok so another imagine and I thought of doing an Isaac Lahey preference on what you are. First up, vampire (1/7)! Hope you guys enjoy! Request here (gif from giphy)
Y/E/C means your eye color, but I bet you guys already knew that
“And it could be
someone else out there getting murdered.” You heard Stiles finish.
You never really heard what he was saying since you were concentrating
on your breathing, swallowing occasionally-trying to moisten your dry throat, before going back to controlling your breathing from going erratic. You haven’t been feeding yourself
blood and human food wasn’t something that really did satisfy your vampire
hunger since it didn’t have the enough stuff a blood had. And raw meat from the
fridge was just plain disgusting-it wasn’t fresh and warm.
Your eyes have grown noticeably dark, if not, black from
your usual Y/E/C eyes.
“Y/N,” Someone called, snapping you out of your
“Yeah?” You spoke, your voice a little rough from your dry throat.
“You okay?” Isaac was the one to notice you seated quietly
by the window of Derek’s loft while the others were sitting rather closely and
was listening intently to the meeting.
“Yeah, why?” You asked, not pretending but trying to be
“You look-” Stiles was cut off when Derek spoke up.
“Hungry,” he plainly said before gesturing you to go out and
hunt, earning looks of confusion towards him and you, from your friends, as you went your way out
of the metal doors before hearing Isaac follow you but Derek stopping him.
“She’s a what?!” was the last thing you heard before you ran
faster towards where there was fresh blood.
Quietly stalking the mountain lion that was stalking an elk
in the clearing, you slowly crouched down and watched as it slowly and
cautiously walked towards its prey. When the cougar made a small twig snap,
that got the attention of the elk which made a run making the lion pounce at
it. But before it could even reach the elk, you attacked the mountain lion; effortlessly
beating it in your cat fight, you bit down and dried it off of its blood,
feeling less and less hungry and crazy.
Standing up and wiping the blood smeared on your cheek, you
straightened yourself up and tried to drag the heavy lion some place where no
one will see before stopping what you were doing and puffed out an air.
“So where were you planning on telling me?” Isaac’s voice made
you look to where he was behind you, leaning on a tree and watching what you
“Did you see all that?” You asked, smiling shyly, knowing
how you didn’t notice him before because of your hunger.
“I saw what I needed to see to know,” he answered, walking
“Look, Isaac, I understand if you want to-” he cut you off your rambling, already in
front of you with his hands on your waist and pulling you closer to him.
“Don’t even go there, Y/N.” He smiled at you lovingly.
“You’re not afraid?” You asked. “Of me getting too hungry and having to-”
“I might but I trust you,” He answered. You knew it was the truth.
“So what do you think of having a vampire as a girlfriend then?”
You asked, still embarrassed at what happened, your arms making their way on his chest.
“Hmm,” He said, looking up for effect as if he was thinking.
“I think it’s fang-tastic.”
“Oh ha ha, Isaac,” He only chuckled, feeling clever about
the joke he made about you.
For the fudge base:
2 cups/ 224g raw organic cashews
2 cups/ 240g unsweetened organic shredded coconut
240g (about10 large) very soft medjool dates, pitted
1 cup/ 100g raw organic cacao powder
½ cup/ 120ml organic maple syrup
Pinch of fine sea salt
For the ganache:
½ cup/120ml organic maple syrup
¼ cup/60g extra virgin unrefined coconut oil
½ cup/50g raw organic cacao powder
Pinch of fine sea salt
¼ cup/30g of raw cacao nibs for topping
Make the fudge base:
Place cashews in the bowl of food processor and grind until very finely ground (be careful to not over process the nuts into butter)
Add the shredded coconut and process until well combined and fine in texture. Add the pitted dates and process until a soft paste forms. Add the cacao powder process again.
Finally add the maple syrup and a pinch of salt and process to combine until a creamy texture is achieved scraping down the sides as needed.
Press firmly into a parchment lined square or rectangular pan or mold.
Place in fridge while making the ganache topping.
Make the ganache topping:
In the food processor, blend together maple syrup and coconut oil until well combined.
Add in cacao powder and a pinch of salt and process until smooth scraping down the sides as needed.
Pour over fudge base and spread out evenly over the top. Sprinkle with cacao nibs and return pan to fridge to set and firm for at least one hour.
Cut into squares and serve the fudge cold. Keep leftovers in an airtight container in the fridge.
Summary: A witch turns you into a tiger which results Dean taking care of you
Warnings: witches, tigers, animals, language, raw meat, fluff
Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader
”YYY/N! Y/N!!” Dean frantically called looking from room to room for you “she was just here?!” Dean panicked “The witch”
Sam and Dean came scrambling down the stairs to you knocked out cold against the corner of the room. The witch caught attention that they had entered the room, she knocked Deans’ gun away with a flick of her wrist, She then proceeded to kneel in front of a bowl with your blood, hair, and other fluids and herbs.
“Just in time.” she sprinkled something in the mixture
“You get away from her you bitch!” Dean screamed at her trying to move but his feet were glued to the ground.
“Y/N!” Sam yelled trying to wake you up but it wasn’t working.
“She won’t be Y/N for much longer pretty boy.” The witch got up from her position to caress Deans’ face with her right hand.
“What did you do?” he spat tightening his jaw in anger.