Baekhyun loved to admire his girlfriend Members:
Baekhyun x Reader Type:
sorry this is so short. I wrote all I could think of, but I hope that you feel
the emotion I was trying to portray in it. <3
watched as you moved around the kitchen with ease. Every move seemed fluid like
those of a seasoned dancer. His eyes scanned up your body. Your bare feet lightly
pressing against the warmed hardwood floor. It looked as though you were almost
hovering over the ground. Your feet pressed harder as you shifted your weight forward
onto your toes as you lifted the heels of your feet off the ground to reach the
salt shaker on the top shelf. His eyes continued the journey up your body, resting
for a moment on your legs. The memory of lightly touching them as the two of
you curled up to watch movies filled his mind. The way your skin felt under his
touch, the way you shivered lightly as goosebumps prickled your smooth skin, and
especially the way they felt when you wrapped them around his waist when your
make-out sessions got more heated.
can you pass me that spoon?” You asked in a sing-song voice. The words trickled
to his ears and he was drawn back to reality, like a ship being guided by a lighthouse.
He handed you the wooden spoon, letting his hand graze against yours. The simple
touch was electric. A warmth ran through his body from the simple feeling of
your skin on his. His eyes ran up your hand, studying your delicate fingers.
How perfectly they intertwined with his own. How they felt tangled in his soft hair.
The lean muscles that can be seen when you unknowingly flexed your arm. He smiled
at the recollection of your arms wrapped around his waist from behind. Your
dark skin contrasting against his pale complexion. He knew how the Korean idea of
beauty viewed your skin tone, but he didn’t care. He found it beautiful. He loved
how the two of you looked together. So opposite, yet so perfect together.
finally rested on your face. Your soft lips, curved slightly upward in the corners
as you focused on the meal you were preparing. He smiled as he stared at them. Your
lips were his second favorite physical trait, after your eyes. He adored how
they slightly parted while you read. How you smirked when you were concentrating;
slipping your tongue out when you focused harder. The gentle feeling of them against
yours. And the way they easily formed the shapes to speak his name. Your voice ringing
out like a musical instrument.
his favorite trait of yours. Your beautiful eyes. The shape and color forever engraved
in his mind. Truly the windows to the soul. Never needing to say a word, the two
of you were able to have full conversations. Your eyes spoke millions of silent
words with a single look. Both tantalizing and calming at the same time. He
wondered at how easily you hypnotized him without trying. Just as he thought of
this, you looked up and your eyes met his. You stared at him in silence. Your
eyes lit up as you smiled at him. Your mouth began to move, but he could hear nothing.
was blank, yet racing with memories of the two of you together. Without saying anything,
he placed his hands on your face and kissed you on the forehead. Your mouth stopped
midsentence. You looked at him in confusion. “I love you, my perfect,
beautiful jagiya.” He whispered into your skin.
Mix the simple syrup, juice from lime, peach schnapps and vodka in a shaker filled with ice. Add the Blue curacao to a glass full of ice. Once it all sinks to the bottom add the mixture from the shaker. Top with sparkling water.
I HAVE NO IDEA, i just noticed the S made with punched holes, that arent on the other end, so obviously its hollow, and the S shape looks like every salt shaker top i’ve ever seen, but the holes are to big and that thing cant hold alot of salt.
But if its not a salt shaker, what is it? It ain’t a Pizza Cutter, its a fixed saucer. there is this weird pin on it, so maybe its supposed to be a topper? but that point is really small?
i mean, if you look closely when he turns it, you can see a bunch of salt pour out, so it is a salt shaker. But a poorly designed one. the holes are too big, the container holds, like, a tsp of salt that it just dumps out in one go, its a Mess™, its impractical.
(if it's okay!!) Naruto and Hinata, Naruto is a waiter and Hinata is the person he is serving. c:
When he can, Naruto likes to put on something of a show when he serves those who come up to the sleek bar, tossing cocktail shakers and topping drinks off with a flourish, hamming the performance up to a round of applause and hearty tips.
But when Hinata alights on a barstool, enough of a regular for Naruto to know to start mixing a martini for her, he rolls his sleeves up to bare strong forearms and prepares her drink with quiet fanfare, taking the moment to appreciate the delight and fondness that smooths across her expression as she greets him.
His fingers linger on hers as he passes her the glass, and his voice is warm and low as he tells her, “This one’s on me.”
Give me two characters, an AU setting, and I will write you a (max) three-sentence fic!
Chicken topping: mayo, shaker parm, garlic powder, pepper and paprika and squeeze of lemon
Pan sear your chicken, brown it on both sides. Top it with the mayo/parm mixture, then place in the oven on the same tray as the bacon asparagus…bacon grease adds flavor. Cook everything for 25 min..or until chicken hits 165°