same brownie

You’re heading into next week’s finale not knowing if the show’s going to be renewed. Do you feel like the finale gives closure, or are you guys charging head-on into a potential fifth season

DE CAESTECKER: You can always see more. Even when the show ultimately does end, there’s always still stories to be told, so.

HENSTRIDGE: Yeah, we haven’t had our wedding scene, we’ve not had a birth scene.

Wow, that would be quick!

HENSTRIDGE: Oh, yeah. You know, there’s just a lot that can happen. Maybe that’s what season 5 is, just like the domestic bliss.
DE CAESTECKER: I’d love to see a kid in the show. That’d be great, wouldn’t it?
HENSTRIDGE: Yeah.
DE CAESTECKER: Like you doing all your lab stuff and whipping up kids.

- Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. stars on FitzSimmons Framework fallout

got7 goes on blind dates!

mark:

  • movie and dinner, in that order so that in case they have nothing in common..they could at least talk about the movie 
  • plays the question game and asks each other questions to get to know each other better
  • what are your hobbies?
  • would you rather eat sweet stuff or savory stuff for the rest of your life?
  • how did they start talking about theories of time and space
  • ends up staying in the car for hours after a conventional length of time for a date, talking about everything~ :’) 

jb:

  • watches a play tg so that he “could do some thinking/introspection and also spend time with this person he knows 0 about at the same time!!” 
    • genius
  • all black outfit with leather accents 
  • takes his date to a late night market to eat korean street food and drink soju together
  • surprisingly his date out-drinks him, but he’s swooned af by that for some reason 
  • smiley moon eyes 
  • date gets him to do aegyo, which he doesn’t want to do but does as so long as his date does aegyo back 

wang jaegun:

  • batting cage to hit baseballs with bats
  • rly just to show his date that he’s athletic and that he looks FINE in a baseball tee and cap (refer to Homerun dance practice, nawm sayin)
  • date: excuse me, r u jaegun (재근)? (ot6: giggles af; jackson: (╯°□°)╯did u guys rly just)  
  • “do you know wanna know how they came up with the term ‘baseball;?” 
    • date: yeah!!
    • jackson: yeah, same LOOL
  • brought a baseball tee for his a date to wear too
  • *to date, towards the end of the day* “hey, do u come here often. I’m jackson” 
  • laughs a lot tg 

jinyoung:

  • coffee shop and a million laps around the block tg 
  • “isn’t this so nice?” (date: can I have a water break?)
  • date’s order: 8 oz black coffee (jinyoung: *is this going to work out, he thinks, while holding his 24 oz green tea frappuccino with whipped cream and chocolate curls)
  • charms with original dad jokes
  • tries to hold hands, but it got awkward for a second because he accidentally grabbed his date’s wrist 
  • laughs nervously and improvises by grabbing said wrist with his other hand too 
  • did not successfully maneuver through that situation 
  • it was cute tho, so they laughed it off 
  • *has a nightmare later that night about it with bounce.mp3 playing in the background* 

youngjae:

  • open mic karaoke night!!
  • sings the sappiest ballad in the trolliest way with fake sobbing  (BOHHGOHHHSHIPDAHHH~~x2) 
  • date is totally widdit and fakes sobs alongside him 
  • jb: guys, I did this. this is perfect. I set them up. just for the record
  • has so much fun together that they already planned when they’re going to hang out for the next 2 months 
  • how do their faces not hurt from smiling like that 

bambam:

  • pottery painting bc it’s cute and so that he could flirt by surprise painting a small portion of his date’s arm
  • heheheheehehhe mild paint fight!!! that won’t get in hair or clothing or mess up our mugs!!
  • shows up wearing the same black choker 
  • you’d think it’d be awkward, but bam is actually super stoked about it 
  • date is also thai, so they switch languages at any given time with no notice
  • so when do you wanna meet my best friend yugyeom  

yugyeom:

  • raccoon cafe (ot6: y tho)
  • *date is 5′2″* (yg: how’s the weather down there? hahahah)
  • date: “what kind of cat is this?”  (☞゚∀゚)☞
    • yg: idk calico?? (☞゚∀゚)☞  
    • ot6: ಠ_ಥ
  • let’s both choose one and name them!! (even tho they already have names, yg decides this is a fun thing to do)
  • chooses the albino raccoon and names it “vanilla latte”
  • shares a slice of green tea cake  
  • ends up watching dance covers together on a side walk bench 

anonymous asked:

Okay don't know if it's been done but Yuuri is a stress baker/cook. Whether it's 2am or 2pm, if he can't go skating cause there's too many people or something, he cooks whatever he can, mainly katsudon but sometimes cupcakes. He decorates them with poodles, coloured and piped frosting or something like that. When victor first saw him baking, he asked if he could lick the bowl. Yuuri was glad that he didn't question why he was baking at 1am. It is now routine, yuuri bakes and victor gets the bowl

1000/10 for uniqueness and domesticity!

Victor would totally go for the bowl…or the mixing spatula. Hopefully Makkachin doesn’t steal any cupcakes.

anonymous asked:

Bellarke dancing au?


Clarke smiled to herself as the DJ blended the slow song into a faster one, and watched Raven take Wells’ hand and convince him to stay on the dance floor.  She had told Wells Raven would have gone to prom with him, but he’d been too chicken to ask.  So Clarke agreed to be his date, but only on the condition that he ask Raven to dance at least once in the first hour.  With her mission accomplished she snagged a plate of brownies from the snack table and headed to one of the small tables on the edge of the dance floor to sit down.

She was considering just taking off her shoes and leaning into the whole wallflower thing when someone spoke up from behind her.  “Not dancing, princess?”

Clarke did a double take, because Bellamy Blake was at prom.  “Just taking a break,” she said.

Bellamy pushed off the wall and stole a brownie from her plate.  “I figured this would be your scene,” he said, and tipped his head out to where the rest of their classmates were writhing around.

Clarke peered up at him and noted the tie underneath his leather jacket.  “I mostly just came so Wells would,” she admitted.  This was surreal— Bellamy Blake was at prom, casually striking up a conversation with her, like they were friends who chatted at dances instead of complete strangers.  She quickly ran through what she knew about him, but it wasn’t much.  Rumors, mostly, although she was reasonably sure he really had tried to quit school last year to get a full-time job, since Roan had said some kid with a fake ID had shown up at his bar, begging to be hired.  “What brings you here?” she asked.

Bellamy shrugged and then sank into a chair next to her, pinching off the corner of another brownie.  “Keeping an eye on O,” he said, and Clarke followed his gaze to where his sister was grinding on Lincoln.

Clarke bit back a smile.  “Lincoln’s good people,” she assured him, and Bellamy pressed his lips together in annoyance.

“How do you even know him?  He’s not part of your crowd,” Bellamy grumped.

Clarke broke off a piece of the same brownie and popped it into her mouth.  The plate was now sitting halfway between them, which felt oddly intimate.  “How do you even know who my crowd is?” she asked, and Bellamy made a noncommittal noise.  “We’ve taken the same art classes all four years.  He looks more intimidating than he actually is,” she soothed.  It felt weird to reassure the school bad boy that Lincoln, of all people, wasn’t dangerous.  Lincoln spent his summers teaching crafts at a summer camp; Bellamy Blake had a goddamn motorcycle.

Another slow song started, and Bellamy watched everyone dance for the first few lines, and then he turned and held out his hand.  Clarke looked at him blankly, and he raised his eyebrows.  “Come on, princess— let’s dance,” he said.

Clarke found herself slipping her hand into his and letting him tow her out to the dance floor.  People were sending them shocked looks, but Bellamy didn’t seem to mind and honestly, neither did she.  He settled his hands on her waist and she draped her arms around his neck.  His tie was a little askew, and up close he smelled like leather and motor oil.  

Feeling bold, Clarke wrapped one of the curls at the nape of his neck around her finger, and his eyes fluttered shut.  Then he smiled down at her, crooked and adorable, and her brain had just a few seconds to process that she was dancing with Bellamy Blake and enjoying it before he glanced around.  “Let’s get out of here,” he said suddenly.

“What?”

“Just you and me.  Let’s go,” he said, and his hands flexed against her waist.

“What about Octavia?”

“You said yourself Lincoln is fine.  Your date is busy, and what else are you going to do?”

Clarke once again found herself taking his hand and letting him pull her along.  “Where are we going?” she asked, even though she hadn’t actually said yes yet.  

Bellamy nodded to Mr. Pike and opened the doors to the soft spring breeze.  “Where do you want to go?” he said, and they drew to a stop at his motorcycle.  Bellamy handed her a helmet and she stood there stupidly, wondering if she was really about to ditch prom with a guy on a motorcycle.  But then she looked at him and knew, deep in her bones, that she could trust him.

“The old water tower,” she said, making her decision.  “I bet you can see for miles up there.”

Bellamy smiled and something ignited inside of her.  She climbed onto the bike behind him, her dress hiked up around her knees, and wrapped her arms around his chest.  “Ready, princess?” he asked over his shoulder and kicked the engine to life.

Clarke took one last look at the school, at the doors behind which her friends were dancing and laughing.  Then she looked back at Bellamy and that smile.  “Ready,” she confirmed.

golden goddess | Park Jimin

Angst

Word Count: 5,188

Pairing: jimin x reader

Warning !: violence, mentions of death

Fairy King Park Jimin has an obsession with you and nothing will stop him from claiming you as his own.


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anonymous asked:

Noya, Kenma and Suga friendship hcs, pls? ^^

Nishinoya

  • 10/10 always down to fight anyone who even thinks about disrespecting you
  • bromance with tanaka bc there’s no way you couldn’t be friends
  • movie nights and throwing popcorn at each other
  • yelling insults across the room at each other and affectionately calling each other “babe”
  • cheering him on at volleyball matches
  • him being 10000/10 supportive of whatever relationship you have with whom bc he’s basically your brother at this point
  • laughing at lame jokes

Kenma

  • just hanging with each other while he plays video games
  • bringing him apple pie and him bringing your favourite food in return if you have had a hard day or you want to surprise each other
  • “y/n motivate kenma!”
  • *you raise a fist lamely from the bench you’re lying on* “GoooOO”
  • study and movie nights
  • being there at every match to cheer him on and to take snapchats that have the same captions of ‘that’s my buddyyyyy’

Suga

  • clothes lending — one time suga just came into your room and took your band tee and then just left, you do the same with his jersey
  • baking brownies and singing along to his spotify playlist
  • “remember a jacket” “yes, muuuUm”
  • studying together in the library and slipping crumpled notes to each other
  • laughing along to dacha’s lame puns (suga sighs)
  • if you go on a date and call him in the bathroom he will always come to collect you no matter what, which has lead to some interesting conversations
  • cuddles and hugs whenever
brownie boy (kihyun x reader)

There’s a customer who’s really awkward and buys a brownie every time he comes by.

fluff + comedy, 1.5k words, kihyun/reader, bakery au


You look up from your spot at the register when the bell chimes softly, signalling the arrival of a new customer. He’s cute. You smile to yourself as his eyes wander around the small cafe, taking in every detail with quiet awe. A few seconds pass before you speak up. “Can I help you?”

He startles and turns to stares at you dumbly. You raise a brow, and, after a few seconds of no response, you shrug uncomfortably under the weight of his gaze and turn towards the back room for more cookies. Maybe he wasn’t ready? But suddenly, he seems to come back to life.

“Oh, hah, uh, hi,” he stammers. His face had been slowly reddening over the past minute, and now he’s full on blushing. He steps right up to the counter and shuffles his feet awkwardly. “Can I have one of um, this?” He jabs his finger at the glass, gesturing to either the brownies and the cheesecake–you can’t tell which.

“Which one?” you ask, sliding open the glass door.

“Uh, the brownies,” he says, though he sounds rather uncertain.

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I don’t suppose you have a black spade pin? Although, even if you did, that’d just kill the Spades Slick in the next universe you visit.

Actually that would solve your current problem after all wouldn’t it? And it’d allow the audience to carry on pretending that you didn’t just kill off a major character. It’s a win win!

I’m being sarcastic of course, because this is one of those tropes that always bothers me: the Expendable Alternate Universe. Whenever a copy of an existing character shows up (whether it be from time travel, dimension hopping, or cloning), they’re often treated as disposable. If they die, the “real” versions of the cast might be sad for a minute or two. But it’s not like the REALLY real version of them died, so it doesn’t matter as much.

The anime/manga Fairy Tail of all things is actually really good about avoiding this trope. Two different plot lines have involved a parallel universe, and an alternate timeline respectively, and in both cases the main characters make it a point to treat their alternate selves as being equals to the version that the audience is familiar with.

(I’m reasonably sure that I’ve gone on this exact same rant before, so brownie points to anyone who wants to go back and find it)

Brownies - Jasico One Shot

So I was bored as I waited for my brownies to bake so I wrote this…

That one time Nico tries to bake Jason brownies

Very loosely inspired by that one post where they said Nico is all or nothing and once he trusts you, then he spoils you…

“Okay, okay,” Nico murmurs to himself as he rummages around the kitchen, “Half a cup of vegetable oil…” He pours the thick, honey-colored oil into a glass measuring cup, waiting for it to hit the red ½ mark. He glances at the oven, which has already hit 325 degrees, and sees that it’s not 3 yet. Jason’s getting back around 4 so these have to go in the oven, like, now. He pours the containers of the measuring cup into the large, glass bowl where the brownie mix, eggs, and water are already sitting.

“Hey, why’s the oven on?” he hears someone grumble from downstairs, “Is someone actually baking?”

Nico cringes, hoping no one comes downstairs (they said they were going to watch a movie) as he uses his large wooden spoon to stir the thick mixture. It’s kind of gross as the egg mixes with the powder as the oil sloshes all over the place. It’s also quite heavy in his hands as he has stirs it But finally, the mix is starting to look a more uniform, chocolate-y brown.

“Are you baking or something?”

“No. Go away.”

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So your telling me that Barry Allen can hide /omit/ lie about his feeling for Iris for idk 14 years but Iris is expected to know how she feels in 10 seconds okay… Barry has done nothing before hand to show any romantic interest in Iris at least not to her face but she’s automatically EXPECTED to know what she wants and immediately reciprocate. I mean he had hella time to figure his feelings out give Iris the same respect.

Oreo Blondies

Blondie bars/squares is my least favorite dessert but I think adding mini Oreos on it will be exciting to eat. Blondie actually taste like butterscotch. It is very easy to make the same procedure as brownies but without the cocoa or chocolate. Let’s get started.

Ingredients:

  • 1 cup mini Oreos or more (crushed, leave some for toppings)
  • 1 stick of melted butter
  • 1 cup brown sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • 1 cup all purpose flour
  • ½ tsp baking powder
  • ¼ tsp salt

Procedures:

  • Preheat oven to 350F. Prepare your square baking pan with parchment paper.
  • Mix together flour, baking powder and salt. In another bowl, mix together butter, sugar, egg and vanilla extract. Add the dry ingredients and stir well and fold the crushed Oreos.
  • Spread the mixture to the pan and add the mini oreos on top. Bake for 25 minutes or until lightly browned. 

  • Let it completely cool before cutting into squares.

The bar was very rich an sweet. It was very moist on the inside and the Oreos add crunch in every bite. Taste like cookies & cream. You can serve it with Vanilla Ice Cream on top. Hope you enjoy this recipe. All you need is a little bit of love and some cookies to cheer you up! Cheers!