the only thing i can cook right

whatacasstastrophe  asked:

omg your headcannons are life. they fed my children and watered my crops and saved ten thousand dogs. but have you ever considered..... lance and coran

buddy… pal…….. thanks for this

  • coran ‘officially’ doesn’t have a favorite paladin. but. it’s lance
    • hunk is a close second but the cooking rivalry runs too deep
  • lance asks coran to teach him how to flirt in altean. coran teaches him how to say “are there any chores i can do today allura?” instead
  • textbook cases of crouching moron, hidden badass trope
  • lance: “i’m too young and beautiful to die!” coran: “i’m only one of those things but i still don’t wanna!”
  • coran gets an average of two marriage proposals from random aliens a month
    • lance is like. how.
    • “hunk do you think i could rock a mustache” “okay i’m gonna stop you right there”
  • “coran i think i know what the problem is. the castle’s systems have an updog infection” “what is updog?” “PIDGE GET IN HERE I TOLD YOU I COULD DO IT”
  • lance: *shares tender memory of something on earth that he misses* coran: *reciprocates wistfully with some horrifying altean bullshit*
    • seriously what even was altea
    • “i miss dogs. they’re animals that we keep around the house and they’re super cuddly and cute” “oh, we had creatures like that on altea! they were called glarots! except instead of being cuddly, they had spikes all over their bodies. the one i had back home could snap up three flame draks in one bite of its fourth jaw! *sigh* adorable little buggers, they were”

anonymous asked:

how can i do my room to encourage positive energy to enter?? thank you!

There are lots of things you can do to encourage positive energy flow in your room! Here are just some of my top 25 personal favorites, these are totally personal:

  1. Use soothing, happy colors - warm, welcoming tones will bring positive energy to your room. Try only using colors found in nature, nothing too bright or garish 
  2. Use soothing lights -  Using natural light whenever possible will evoke positive energy, but candles and salt lamps are a good alternative
  3. Place your bed facing the doorway yet as far away from the doorway as possible - personally I feel negativity when I cannot see the door from my bed but that is just a personal preference
  4. Get rid of clutter - make your space as simple as possible. Clutter will only bring chaotic energy. Minimize your possessions to only what makes you happy. 
  5. Hang positive imagery over your bed - pictures of nature are a good option, as well as positive quotes or sayings
  6. Do not place too many mirrors in your room - One large mirror should be enough, but it should be covered at night. 
  7. Eliminate electronics - Only have what is necessary in your room. Too many electronics or extension cords fall under the clutter rule. 
  8. Use windows instead of air conditioning or fans - natural air flow brings positivity, so if you can get away with it just use a window to cool down.
  9. Use an oil diffusor, incense, or smoke cleanse - Cleaning out negative energy is a must. Cleanse your space as often as possible.
  10. Play soothing music - nature sounds are great for bringing healing, positive energy into your space
  11. Bring animals into your home - animals bring joy and happiness to us all. Fish are considered very soothing pets to watch, if you can afford to keep them.
  12. Add plants - plants clean out negative energies and impurities
  13. Add crystals - Adding crystals to all corners of your room and everywhere in-between is a great way to cleanse your space so that positive energy can enter. My favorite for room decor is amethyst. 
  14. Clean with safe, natural cleansers - Use vinegar or a simple soap instead of chemical-heavy cleaners to bring in positive energy.
  15. Set up an altar/meditation space - having spaces that evoke spiritual healing definitely help!
  16. Add happy pictures of friends and family - this one is a no brainer, happy images bring in positive energy
  17. Speak no ill words in your sleeping space - your words have power, don’t bring negative words into your room
  18. Use bells - bells can be used to ring in positive energy and cleanse a space of negativity
  19. Make sure your space is airy - though heavy brocades are quite pretty, light fabrics and furniture will allow air to flow through a space. Use more cotton! 
  20. Add decorations evoking the blessings of spirits - nature imagery as well as traditional witches tools and religious imagery seem to please spirits 
  21. Use as much wood as possible, eliminate metal decor - metal can dampen the flow of energy, use wood or natural stone or pottery
  22. Organize organize organize - if something does not have a place, eliminate it. It will just become clutter.
  23. Create a room where company will feel welcome - add seating and an area where you can entertain company. Positivity follows friends!
  24. Only allow beautiful things in your space - positive energy comes from loving what is in your space. If you do not find something beautiful in some way, it is clutter.
  25. Add welcoming scents - scents that speak of home cooking and lovely flowers evoke positive energy! My favorite is vanilla but all are good

You can also Feng Shui your bedroom to add positive energy flow! I am not an expert on Feng Shui but I do use some of its principals in my own space. I would read up on the topic and see if Feng Shui is right for you.

Hope this helps! 

Take It or Leave It - Part 2

OMG I AM SCREAMING! I RECEIVED SUCH POSISTIVE FEED BACK AND SO MANY TAG LIST REQUESTS! YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!

Anyway, that aside, thank you so much for your incredible reaction to the first part and I hope that you really like this part!

And without further ado, let’s get into the second part! 

Originally posted by perksofbeinganavengers

“Stark, what the hell was that?!” Steve asked the second you were out of ear shot.

“Language.” Clint muttered but he went ignored

Sam snorted. “She’s like Sherlock and Dr Watson all in one.” 

“No. She’s Y/N. You can’t compare her to anyone else trust me.” Tony replied, completely unfazed by Steve’s outburst.

“She just came up here with convenient perfect timing, happened to bring Chinese with all of our favourites that we didn’t even know and can read people better than Romanoff and Buck? And you say she’s a lawyer?” Steve crossed his arms and took a few steps back. 

“It’s not my story to tell but for the record, she’s justified.” Tony was quick to defend you after years of loyalty.

Steve rolled his eyes. “Oh of course. Because you know all about ‘Bunny’, don’t you? And justified? She speaks 9 languages fluently, and is highly trained in Ballet, Gymnastics and Martial arts!” 

Bucky and Natasha shared an uneasy look. 

“For God’s sake, Rogers! What is your problem with the girl? She knew this case had a less than fifty percent chance of winning it yet here she is, ready to bust her ass to make sure your asses don’t end up in a maximum security prison that makes The Raft look like a five star hotel!” 

“We risk our lives constantly to help protect the world and now you’re telling us to put our trust in someone who is trained well enough to be one of us when we don’t even know her!” 

The tension in the room was thick and everyone was tense and ready to pounce the minute things headed south.

Tony stood up, slamming his glass on the table. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you to do! You can’t get yourself out of this mess on your own, admit it! You don’t know jack shit about the law whereas she knows it inside and out, back to front! The reason she’s speaks so many languages is because she enjoys being able to communicate with people in their own language! 

“But Latin, Tony! Who the hells speaks Latin nowadays?”  Steve threw his arms out in exasperation.

“I do.” Natasha piped up.

Bucky smirked. “So do I. And the population of the Vatican City does.”

“Well unless she represents the Pope it means nothing, Buck!”

Tony grinned. “Well, she doesn’t represent him but she does have his number.” 

“How the hell does she have the Pope’s number?” Sam butted in looking completely confused.

“Like I said, Pigeon; it’s Y/N.” 

“I don’t trust her in any way, shape or form.” Steve steered the derailed conversation back on track. 

“Captain Rogers. You don’t necessarily have to trust her, only her abilities.” Vision spoke for the first time since you had originally arrived. 

Steve took a look at everyone’s faces before storming out the room. 

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You woke up the next morning to papers strewn all across the duvet and you laptop tilted to the side, precariously balancing on your thigh. Groaning and sitting upright, you began mentally preparing yourself for the the day. Today was the day the team was going to have to fill out the paperwork to officially take you on as their attorney and you were going to have to deal with trying to get Steve to sign two documents, since he was the leader of the Avengers as well. 

The Avengers were a private organisation that therefore required even more paperwork to sign them on as your client. Jesus, you might just die today. 

First things first, breakfast. You silently set about your routine. You whipped your hair up into a bun quickly before applying a natural makeup look, every colour in the nudes apart from a rose tinted lipstick. You shook your hair out  and gently brushed it through; your hair was something you loved about yourself and took great pride in and hence you were very careful when you lightly curled it for the day. Opening the wardrobe, you took out a shirt and skirt that you had unpacked last night from your bag. Sliding into heels you set about gathering up your sheets and organising them into folders, snatching up the laptop and giving yourself a once over. 

Yep, you looked ready to take on whatever the day threw at you. 

You take that back. 

Upon entering the kitchen, you decided that you were going to need a raise. Clint was sat on top of the fridge watching the mayhem unravel with a smile. Natasha and Wanda were sat quietly to one side, Wanda showing Natasha something on her phone. Vision was sort of just hovering by them confused. Peter, Tony, Sam and Scott were in the midst of a very intense food fight. Steve was sat on the sofa to one side drawing, judging by his hand motions. Bruce wasn’t present yet. Rhodey was sat on one of the chairs to the side trying to stop the four but not really putting in effort and T’Challa was finishing up on a phone call before he came to stand by you.

You whistled but to no effect. “I believe the Colonel has already tried that and failed.” The King had traces of humour in his voice. “They remind me of the animals we have back home in Wakanda.”

You smiled at the man. “Wakanda must be stunning, your majesty.” 

“Please, Miss L/N, there is no need for titles; you are doing my friends and myself a monumentus deed.” 

“In that case, I must ask you to call me Y/N.” 

T’Challa smiled at you before giving a brief polite nod. “I’m sure you need to speak to them, yes?”

You nodded in confirmation.

“Then I must suggest that you endeavour to find a way to get them to stop and then listen.” 

You grinned. “I have a way. But no one’s going to like it.” 

“And why is that?” 

“Because it involves the knife attached to your right ankle.” 

T’Challa shook his head quietly but nether the less, bent down and retrieved the knife for you. “I must request that you don’t hurt anyone, Y/N.”

“Who said anything about hurting anyone?” You smirked before you spoke. 

The knife had barely been in your hand before you threw it in a dead straight line to the other end of the kitchen, cutting through the food fight and burying itself with a loud thud in the cupboard door, next to the fridge. The room went silent in shock, no one moved until their heads turned to you.

“Excuse me!?” Tony shrieked.

“Get over it, Tony; both myself and Colonel Rhodes had tried to get you to stop but nobody listened.” You replied, completely calm with your game face on. “Now here’s what’s going to happen. You four, are going to clean up your mess; Miss Maximoff and Miss Romanoff, you’re both going to go and get dressed; Colonel Rhodes if you could go and get Dr Banner it would be appreciated; Captain Rogers, it would be muchly appreciated if you could go and get Sergeant Barnes for us.” 

“No need, Sugar, I’m right here.” Bucky winked at you as he walked in.

“Good morning, Sergeant Barnes.” You smiled politely at the soldier. You quickly fixed you attention back to its previous focus. “Mr Barton please get down from the fridge and pass me the knife back. And Mr Vision please can you help me in the kitchen once the boys are done cleaning up?”

Vision inclined his head. “Of course.”

“Thank you.” 

“Bunny." 

"Tony.” You replied in the same type of voice.

Tony sighed dramatically before starting to tidy up and everyone jolted into action, following your instructions.

As soon as they had cleaned the counters, you immediately swooped in and began going around the kitchen. 

“Mr Vision, where do you keep your bowls and utensils?” You asked as you opened cupboards at random. 

“The culinary utensils are in the second draw to your left whilst the bowls are in the bottom cupboard to your right, Miss L/N." 

"Please, just call me Y/N.” You smiled as you glanced at him before taking the eggs and milk from the fridge. 

“And in return I ask that you just call me Vision." 

Grinning, you asked him. "Vision, where do you keep the flour and sugar?”
He once again guided you to what you were looking for.

Before long there were pancakes and waffles cooking away, whilst others were stacked up on plates and cut fruit was in bowls, courtesy of Vision. You were wielding a spatula and kept whacking anyone’s hands that tried to steal any. Moving gracefully around the kitchen, you laid the table and made everybody sit down before laying the food that you had made in the middle of the table as Vision followed with the fruit.

“Do you make breakfast for all your clients then?” Clint asked as everyone dug into the food.

“I don’t normally stay with clients, Mr Barton; it’s that I’ve been working for Tony  a long time and he now insists that I stay with him when I do. And from what I’ve heard none of you can really cook with the exception of a few.” You ate a mouthful of fruit.

“That’s right, Legolas. Bunny’s here enough when she’s doing things for me that I gave her a room about 7 years ago.” Tony piped in, drowning his waffles in syrup.

“Which reminds me…” You trailed off as you pushed your chair back and got up before grabbing the files you had brought with you. “You’re not going to like this but I’ve got paperwork for you. It’s only a bunch of signatures and basic information.” 

Groans met your admission.

“So that’s why you made us breakfast!” Peter exclaimed.

You nodded sarcastically. “Well done, Mr Parker. If you want something from someone you have to give them something in return.”

Sam snorted into his coffee as you handed out the folders.

“We’re going to need pens, Miss L/N.” Steve spoke directly to you for the second time since you arrived.

“Who would have known America’s golden boy had sass in him? There are pens in each of the folders if you open them.” Today was so not going as planned and you hadn’t even gone through breakfast yet. “And I’d step to it, Captain Rogers, because you have twice as much than everyone else.”

“And why is that?” 

You pouted dramatically at the man.

“I thought you were in charge of the Avengers and that means you have to do all the corporate paperwork as well. And I’m going to have to file it all today so I can get your case going.”

An hour later you were walking out of The Avengers Tower to hail a cab heading for the law firm Hughes and Wood for a day of paperwork.

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So being the Food Network addict that I am, I occasionally find myself watching Trisha Yearwood. And right now, the episode I’m watching features her going and getting a skating lesson from the Hockey Team.

So obviously, my brain goes “ZIMBITS AU”, which is only further resolved after Trisha says the following things:

- As you can imagine, growing up in Georgia, I didn’t skate a lot

- (to her friend who’s doing this misadventure with her) I think, as long as we look cute, it doesn’t really matter how good we are

So Bitty has a Food Network show with a vague “southern cooking in new england” theme, and the producers really like to play up the Georgian Fish out of Water angle with the not-actually-cooking segments of the show. So Bitty’s scheduled to do a private skating lesson with Marty and Tater, because the combo of warm and friendly but understated mentor Marty and loud gregarious and enthusiastic rookie (to the NHL - he has a few years in the Russian pros under his belt) Tater will make great television.

So Bitty is making both of them their own thank-you food. Bitty has fun experimenting with Russian pastries for Tater, and of course finds a way to incorporate maple into his apple pie for Marty.

The producers are expecting a lot of hilarious and endeering wobbling on the ice. And they get a lot of great footage of Bitty reacting to wearing hockey gear for the first time “I look like a big blue marshmallow, y'all”, but nobody remembers until Bitty’s on the ice that he was a Junior Regionals Figure Skating Champion.

He glides effortlessly onto the ice, has some fun learning how to handle a hockey stick (cue some ridiculous and just the right amount of off color for basic cable jokes about stick handling)

And of course, Jack Zimmermann, who works harder than god but kind of sucks at acting like a human being in front of cameras, is at the rink to get in some extra practice, and Tater is like “Zimboni! You come and race the tiny baker man!”

And Marty winks at Bitty, who gets the message and starts wobbling and skating like he’s never seen ice in his LIFE, and Jack looks warily at the cameras, but George has been on him to do more public relations stuff and he may as well make a “race” against this tv person part of his warmup.

And Bitty’s all “now, I ain’t no professional skater, Mr. Zimmermann, so you’d better go easy on me!” And then proceeds to SMOKE Jack the second Marty calls GO.

Marty and Tater are doubled over laughing, and the camera guy is circling Jack to get all angles of his utterly dumbfounded expression.

Bitty’s smirking, with his hands on his hips, then says, “do y'all think I could pull off a salchow in all this gear?” And proceeds to pull off a jump in hockey skates and all the gear. Tater, of course insists that Bitty teach him and the footage they get from it is pure gold.

So anyway. After they get off the ice, Bitty cuts up his maple apple pie and Jack decides he might actually be in love.

Cooking Classes

Summary:  One day your Friend Steve shows up in your house asking you to teach him to cook.

Words: 3418 (Holly Cow.)

Paring: Steve x Reader

Warnings: There is a lot of music references in this, fuffly lots and lots of fuffly. A little angst and Smut ( Not safe sex and oral.)

A/n : Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta Ily ( you rock)

credits to the gif owners

Originally posted by evanslovely

You wake with loud knocks on your door, you look at the clock and it says it’s 4 pm. Who dares to wake you up in the middle of your nap? You get up from your couch cursing the soul that is on the other side of the door.

When you open the door all your anger disappears, on the other side you see Steve and you hate how good looking he looks at the moment. He is standing there in a dark blue sweater and some jeans looking amazing.

You realize that you are staring “Steve, what do I own you the pleasure?” He smiles at you entering you house “Well, I miss you.” He hugs you as he speaks “I am pretty sure you do, but what are you doing here?”

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BTS Reaction: You having a side blog dedicated to another member (requested)

Jin:

You took a break from your laptop and went to the kitchen to scavenge for a late night snack. You found one of Jin’s last stashed away cookies and scarfed it down before he could get out of the shower and catch you. You quietly returned only to find Jin sprawled across the bed. He had one arm hanging off the bed, the other covered his face as he whimpered all while balancing your laptop on his chest.

“Jagi, how could you?!?” he “cried”

“Hey! why are you looking at my computer?” you rushed up to him to take your computer away.

“I thought i was your one and only!” he “sobbed” as he rolled away from you from, keeping you from getting your laptop back. “How could you have a blog dedicated to the maknae?!?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “I had that blog before i even met you guys!”

“But i thought you deleted it!”

“What ever gave you that idea?”

“Um I don’t know maybe because you are dating Mr. Worldwide handsome now!” 

You crawled up next to him. “Well, if it makes you feel better…” you snatched the laptop away and began clicking away until you found the page. you turned the screen to him “This is the blog i have dedicated to you!”

He scrolled through the page a bit before he pulled you close and gave you a kiss. “You are forgiven…partially … Just make sure to delete that Jungkook blog.

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Suga: 

You and your boyfriend sat on the couch enjoying a bit of TV after a long day. Well, he was watching tv, you were busy finally updating your side blog. You could feel someone looking over your shoulder and found Suga with a sour expression on his face.

“Ew, why are you posting pictures of Jimin?” he asked in disgust.

“For my blog” you mumbled going back to adding to your tags.

“Ew” he repeated as he went back to watching tv.

Once finished, you nestled next to him, but he was as still as a statue. It was weird because he always accepted cuddles. You nestled deeper, but still nothing.

“Ya! Cuddle me!”

“No.”

“Why?!?”

“Why dont you go cuddle Jimin?” he pouted.

“Aww is someone jealous?” You teased 

“Pft! Me? Jealous? You’re ridiculous! Pft! I am not jealous. Why would I be jealous of my girlfirend having a blog about another member from my group? I am not jealous!” 

“Uh-huh sure, not jealous at all.”

“I said i’m not!”

“If i make a blog about you, will you forgive me?”

He stayed quiet at your offer.

“C’mon, I’ll let you pick the color scheme!”

Although expressionless, you could tel he was tossing the idea around in his head.

“We can come up with a URL together!” 

“No need! I thought of the perfect one already! Plus, i know just the selfies to use for the header and profile pictures!” he said as he stratched out and grabbed the laptop from the other side of the couch. 

Originally posted by kstanandrants

Rap monster:

You were in the middle of getting dressed when you heard a loud bang come from the kitchen.

“Babe?!? Is everything okay?!? What was that?!?” you shouted from your bedside too much in a rush to get ready for work to actually walk to the kitchen. 

“Um- Nothing! Just… Just a pan!” he shouted. “You keep getting dressed! I will get your coffee ready!”

You walked out of the bedroom ready to go only to be greeted by a grumpy face Namjoon. Your cup of coffee was waiting for you thankfully, but Rap monster stood behind the counter with his arms crossed, one hand clutching your tablet. 

You waked straight up to him. “What’s wrong baby? Why that face?”

“I found someone’s tumblr and it turns out their blog is a virtual shrine to my band-mate Kim Taehyung.” he grumbled. 

You giggled at him, because he look so cute when he was jealous. you rested your chin on his chest and looked p at him with the best puppy dog eyes that you could give. “Joonie, it is just a tiny little side blog” you explained

“So having 5k followers is a “tiny llittle side blog” to you?”

“Aw c’mon Joonbug, don’t be so jealous. I have a blog for each of you… Do you want to know how many followers I have on my blog about you?”

His expression softened and the tension in his shoulders faded. “…Is it more the 5000?” he asked softly.

Your smile grew “Let me show you!” you slid the tablet out of his hand, but froze when you saw what was on the screen. “…Namjoon!”

“Wow! look at the time! I have to meet Yoongi at the studio!”

This whole time his fit of jealousy was all a diversion to the fact that there was a huge crack on your tablet screen. “So this is what you dropped earlier?!? Nam-”

He stopped the rest of your words with a quick kiss. “ Bye babe! Love you!” he shouted as he ran out the door.

Originally posted by rapnamu

Jhope:

You and Jhope walked along the park path hand in hand and enjoying your ice creams. You heard a ding from your phone and smiled when you found out you got another follower on your sideblog, finally reaching your milestone. “Hobi! My jin blog finally has 1000 followers!” you squealed

He looked back at you with his signature triangle frown.

“why are you frowning? Aren’t you happy for me?”

“It’s a blog about Jin.” His voice was tiny.

“Yes, i just said that.” you laughed

Still his frown stayed

“Why is my sunshine so sad? You have ice ream in your hand it is physically impossible to be sad while eating ice cream!”

He emphasized his pout. Boy, the feelings he was able to convey with that frown.

“Hobi, don’t be jealous. You know i only made that side blog because a deal with jin and he said it was a way to commemorate our one year best-friendship.” 

“So where is the blog about me commemorating our relationship?”

A smirk grew on your face as you went up closer to him. “Well i dont have blog about you but-” you brought your mouth up to his ear. “I know a whole list of things we do to to commemorate  our relationship. Alot of which we did last night.” you whispered.

Jhope cleared his throat. You pulled back to his his frown finally gone an his eyes now alert. 

“…So uh… You make a good point.” his face blushed over the memories he was having in such a public place.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

V:

You and V cuddled on the couch in the midst of your movie date night. However you were too indulged into updating your Suga blog on your laptop instead of paying attention to the movie.

“Babe, can you close that? The light is bothering me.” V mumbled.

“Wait i am almost done.”

Despite your protests, his large hand flew through the air and he shut you laptop screen.

“Tae, the fuck?”

“Let’s watch the movie!”

“Wait. just a few more minutes” you said opening the laptop again.

However, you weren’t able to get much done because V snaked his way through your arms. He rested most of his body on your lap, completely blocking your screen. 

“Tae, what are you doing?” you did your best to hide your annoyance.

“I noticed you were constantly reblogging my arch nemesis so i thought i would relieve your eyes.” he explained as he pulled he pried the computer from your  hands and place it on the floor. 

“Arch nemesis?!? Yoongi is your enemy?!?”

He dropped all his body weights on you and let out a deep sigh.

“Youre heavy babe” you laughed as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“So today, Yoongi rejected my idea to be a part of the next cypher again and then now i see you have a whole blog about him! Now I am losing you to him!” he pouted

“Aw baby, Dont be upset. All of army and I think you deserve to be a part of the next cypher! One of these days Yoongi will break i know it! And baby, about hte blog, it is just a small side blog. Don’t be jealous.”‘

“If it is justa small side blog why bothter to out-” His arms reached for the laptop and he placed it down on his chest. “this comment “OMG Looks at him! I am dying for Yoongi to have this hair back”.

“babe, it is just a commment. You should see the paragraphs when i spam you on my other blog.”

Even in the dark, you could see V’s eyes light up. “You have a blog about me?”

“Of course i do! It is my main blog”

A smile grew on his face at your words.

“Are you still upset? Do you forgive me?”

“…I will only if you do 3 things.”

“And those are?”

“!) stay for an all night movie marathon 2) Give me real cuddles… don’t hold back on any kisses and 3) Delete the Yoongi blog.”

“Aish, you drive a hard bargain.” You laughed. You leaned forward and gave him a kiss. “Deal”

Originally posted by cmtae

Jimin:

You cooked Jimin his late dinner as he sat at the end of the table. He was so tired he was having trouble keeping his eyes open.

You cellphone was right next to him, so when it dinged its annoying jingle it startled him awake.

“Chim, can you see what that was?” you asked

“It is an email…you got a new follower… for your rap monster blog.” you didn’t even have to turn around to know he was  upset, his tone gave it away.

When you turned around to take a peek at him, you were right. Yup, not happy” you thought.

“Why do you have a blog about Namjoon?”

“I have had that blog for the longest time. Namjoon was my bias remember?”

“Yeah, but why haven’t you deleted it?” you could practically hear his cute eyebrow furrowing. 

You turned around, again seeing that you correctly predicted his actions. You place the plate in front of him. “Because I have 7000 followers now. Do you know how long it took me to get that many?”

His face softened at your innocent reasoning. “well, if that is the case, i wont beg you to deleted it… Just as long as you slip in a few pictures of me from time to time.” he said with a tired smile

You gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Dont worry baby, I already do!”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook:

The whole day Jungkook had been following you around your apartment. You began to notice a smirk grow on his face when you even got near your laptop. 

“Ya! What is with you today?”

“Nothing Jagi.” he said with a giggle every time

It wasn’t until it was around time to go to bed that you decided that you would browse tumblr before you fell asleep.

You went to your desk and turned your screen on surprised to find that it was already on the tumblr page. “Weird “ you thought

“From the corer of your eye you could see Jungkook poking his head into the room with a mischievous smile on his face. 

“Babe, serisouly what is going on with you?”

“Nothing” he giggled for the 500th time.

you ignored him and logged on, quickly going to check on your jhope side blog first. to you horror, you blog was not how you last left it. The header was now an image of Jhope distorted face photo-shopped on a horse and the profile picture was replace with one of Jungkook. All the Jhope content was replaced with pictures and video of Jungkook, even some Jungkook scenarios here and there. “What did you do?!?”

“Nothing!” Jungkook laughed as he ran out of the room

“Jungkook! I will kill you!” You practically shouted as you chased after him.

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Love Potions

Originally posted by sugutie

Yoongi (BTS), for my lovely moon anon. I hope this makes your day better!

Type: Fluff, Slytherin!Yoongi, Ravenclaw!Reader AU

Words: 1318

Summary: Yoongi comes in late for Divination, and wasn’t aware today was the day the whole class would be studying amortentia.

“I read a book all about amortentia, and supposedly the effects can be even as extreme as death. If you drink it, the only thing you’ll be able to think of his your obsession with that person,” you said as Kenna picked up her cup, the mother-of-pearl colored liquid swirling around in her cup.

“I mean, at least it smells good though, right?” she laughed, breathing in the scent deeply.

Professor Trelwany had cooked up a giant batch of the love potion that morning, and throughout the whole class period, you were being forced to inhale all of your favorite scents. It wasn’t the worst way to spend an afternoon in divination with your best friend, but the cloud of perfume the love potion was giving off was starting to feel a little choking.

“What does yours smell like?” you asked Kenna, your own cup still sitting on the small table between you two. You’d been catching whiffs of what your amortentia smelled like from the fumes of the other students’ cups, but you were a little frightened to take a giant whiff of your own teacup.

“Um, fresh brewed coffee, for sure,” Kenna said, taking a deep whiff between each scent she named off. “And orange peels… and chocolate bars… and that weird musty smell Jungkook has when he’s just finished a quidditch game right after they’ve cut the grass.”

“You’re disgusting,” you laughed, shaking your head. Kenna giggled and rolled her eyes, promptly glancing over at the corner table her trouble-making boyfriend was sitting, his head propped into his hand as he stared, bored, ahead. The seat across from him, for his amortentia partner, was empty.

“You know, this whole policy Trelawny has with the different houses partnering thing, it’s perfect. I mean, it’s like she made this policy specifically for us.”

“I know you’re just secretly mad you had to settle for me because you and Jungkook are both Gryffindors. Don’t lie to yourself.”

Kenna tossed her gold and red tie over her shoulder, a habit she’d had since your first night at Hogwarts, when the tie was aggravating her so bad she tossed it back in anger. Now, she did it subconsciously.

“I am still waiting to hear about what your love potion smells like. I want to know who you’re in love you,” Kenna said, bringing you out of the thoughts you’d slowly slipped into. Kenna liked to pick on you for this habit you were constantly exercising: a typical Ravenclaw, daydreaming her days away.

Grabbing up your cup, you tenderly held it to your nose and took a large inhale. Suddenly, your senses were flooded with an onslaught of all your favorite smells, group together in a whole mass of sweetness. A smile appeared on your face. “It smells like baking cookies, and rose petals, and…”

You were just about to say who it smelled like, because you knew. You knew it smelled like Min Yoongi, the Slytherin you’d been in love with since first year. Kenna was awaiting your answer eagerly, a gleam in her eyes because she knew it too. Before the words could tumble from your mouth, the door to the divination classroom was slung open, and in strode in Yoongi. 

His blonde hair was just slightly damp, as if he’d just come out of the shower. His green and sliver tie was loose around his neck: a wardrobe violation during classes. He wasn’t carrying a bag with school supplies, instead he strode confidently over to the table where Jungkook was seated, clapped their hands together, and sat back confidently, as if he was twenty minutes early for class instead of twenty minutes late.

“Gawd, Y/N,” he called out to you suddenly, his confidence making his voice came out arrogant and snappy. “Did you dump the whole perfume bottle on you today?”

Kenna’s eyes widened, her mouth forming a humored “O”. The whole class turned to Yoongi, and Jungkook barked out a laugh. He glanced over at his friend and smirked. “You’re such a dumbass.”

“Trelawny made an amortentia potion for the class this morning,” Kenna said as she turned around, and you could tell the highlight of her morning was being the person who broke the news to Yoongi. “It’s supposed to smell different for everyone. It smells like the person you’re in love with, typically.”

“Yeah, mine smells like the almond soap Kenna uses,” Jungkook smirked, nudging Yoongi’s arm with his. Kenna smiled sheepishly, but the only person you could focus on was Yoongi.

His creamy complexion made any sort of blush stand out prominently on his face, so the deep crimson color that started from his neck and worked its way up to the tips of his ears could be seen by everyone in the class.

You glanced down at your lap, your fingers hooking and unhooking themselves in embarrassment. Trelawny was in deep lecture at the front of the classroom, explaining the details of the paper you and your partner were supposed to have turned in by the end of the week on amortintia. All you could hear, however, was the deep snickers and whispers circling the room. You knew everyone was talking about the scene Yoongi had just caused, and that meant everyone was talking about you, too, much to your horror. In a way, you were explicitly angry with Yoongi for professing his love for you in such a dramatic, unintentional manor.

When they class was over, you tenderly picked up your things, making sure that everyone was out of the class before you headed for the door. You wanted to make sure no one stared as you exited. Kenna had stood up and marched out with Jungkook as soon as Trelawny called class over; they both had Defense Against the Dark Arts next, and bid you a farewell with a promise to see you at lunch.

You walked away from the classroom, and almost didn’t notice Yoongi standing outside casually, leaning against the wall. One foot was propped against the bricks, his arms crossed. It would have been so fitting to the scene, you thought, for him to be smoking a cigarette.

“Hi,” he said, barely glancing over at you and rubbing the skin of the back of his neck.

“Hi,” you squeaked back, not really in interested in having a conversation with him. He’d embarrassed you a lot that day, along with himself, and the two of you would be the topic of choice in the common rooms that week, you could just feel it. Not to mention, a Ravenclaws and Slytherins typically didn’t enjoy each other’s company much, and you weren’t one to warrant gossip.

“I’m sorry about all that back there,” Yoongi said, his strides matching yours as you headed away from the tower. You had only a short time to get to Potions: the divination tower was such a far walk from the dungeons.

“It’s fine,” you said dismissively, trying to pick up your pace.

“Y/N,” Yoongi said, grabbing your arm gently, a lot gentler than you would have expected for his threatening personality, and turned you to face him. “I just… I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I feel awful. I… I didn’t know amortintia was supposed to… was supposed to smell like, well, you know,” he choked all over his words, and you couldn’t help but smirk slightly at him. Here, in front of you, was the confident and collected Min Yoongi coming apart at the seams.

“It really is fine, Yoongi,” you replied, wanting him groveling before you for as long as possible. You gently took his hand from around your wrist and threaded your fingers together instead. “Wanna know why?”

“W..why?” he croaked, his eyes not leaving the sight of your fingers inside his. Your smile softened as you spoke.

“Because, my amortintia smelled like you,” you whispered, and finally, his eyes met yours.

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got7 making a meal for their S/O | imagine

yugyeom:
- a microwaveable TV dinner for two
- “bone apple titties!” (Bon appetit)
- opens up a bottle of exclusive, pure tree-grown grape juice
- is not getting the succ
- s/o ends up cooking
- yugyeom decides to eat the two meals anyway
- “So what it’s a kids meal!”
- throws a fit since his S/O is disappointed every time he ‘cooks’
- doesn’t know how to operate a stove
- makes his S/O suffer by making them reach for their food

jackson:
- mr. organic
- actually can cook but is too afraid
- screams while frying the food since the oil starts popping
- burns his organic & non-GMO chicken dish
- “is the smoke in the air supposed to be black?”
- has no shirt on while he cooks
- loud because he’s Jackson
- requests for his S/O to call him ‘Chef Daddy’
- pours red wine in a glass out on the patio of Paris
- forces S/O to taste the food just in case to see who it might poison first
- tries to be sexy while he brings out the food but falls over


mark:
- “I’m not cooking wtf.”
- actually ends up cooking
- looks online at some random recipe and throws everything together
- is afraid of high heat and yells “Oh my goodness!” Every time the grease pops
- has on an oversized hoodie as he cooks with his S/O admiring him
- probably made burgers or something simple
- “Say ahh.” he would say trying to feed them
- feeds his S/O because it’s cute
- has a conversation over random things while he laughs loudly

bambam:
- the smell of burnt casserole can be smelled everywhere
- almost burns the house down
- forces his S/O to dab with him or they get no food
- takes out wine so he can seem more adult
- does failed aegyo
- ends up ordering fast food since he can’t cook anything but convenience store ramen
- “So I’m sitting here with barbecue sauce on my titties..” he would say at the table reminiscing what he and Yugyeom were doing yesterday while he eats his food
- shoves food down his S/O’s throat while attempting to do a ‘couples thing’

youngjae:
- “this is youngjae dinner!”
- makes breakfast for dinner
- the setup of the breakfast is in a smiley face
- is very adorable unintentionally
- says 'tada!’ when he finishes it which warms his S/O’s heart
- gives them orange juice and a side of fruit
- feeds them while barely eating
- constantly giving small innocent pecks on their face which makes them blush
- makes their S/O seem like the luckiest person ever
- food is bomb as heck

jaebum:
- “So like…what chu tryna eat?”
- ends up making fried chicken (who would’ve knew?)
- has no shirt on revealing his broad muscular shoulders and body
- always makes his S/O blush and feel 'needy’
- makes his S/O make room for Nora, Kunta, Odd and 12 other stray cats he found on the road last week
- takes glances at them here and there while smirking
- talks about mountains and gives really intense life lessons while they eat
- a true old grandpa cat man
- doesn’t feed his S/O or has time for aegyo since it’s stupid to him

jinyoung:
- steak and potatoes with wine
- his S/O and him are most likely in another country
- lights are dimmed in the fancy dining room
- makes sure his S/O eats before him
- food is cooked to perfection
- admires them as he eats his food
- a true babe
- discusses why his S/O should read books more often
- ends up being savage
- “You know, you can cook sometimes too, right? I’m not about to do every damn thing!”


This text post is not limited to just the members only being with females since I see mainly the members having their S/O as a woman. They are entitled to whatever it is they prefer. 🏳️‍🌈

Ok but as a white person I can PROMISE you all that the stereotypes about white people and spicy food is so true, especially about my WASP-ass mom, who will gladly cook a chicken and season it only with salt, who tried to make “chili” without chili peppers/seasoning (so basically she was making tomato-bean soup)

…and who thinks pepperoni is too spicy. Pepperoni.

Sugar Smoke (M)

Getting yourself a sugar daddy was not in your plan. Having Jeon JungKook as your sugar daddy, was the last thing possible on your list. And no matter how much you try to lie to yourself, you already feel addicted to him, to your dirty little secret.

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Pairing: Jeon JungKook x Reader x Chanyeol | ft. Lisa, Jisoo 

Word count: 4033

Notes: I will update this every Sunday. Extra notes at the end. enjoy :)

The constant beeping sound that’s coming from the cash registers is drilling your head, mincing your mind into a thousand of tiny spikes of pain, spreading through the entirety of your body. 

Your gaze follows the flickering lights from above your head and you squeeze your eyes shut to block everything out. After a while, you look down, at the shining counter that you’ve just cleaned. Distorted, the reflection of your face stares back at you from its confines. It doesn’t exactly seem like you as if someone else is trapped in there instead of you. The thin hairs on your body raise as a chill runs through you and right in this moment, you can clearly smell his cologne. It’s all over you and you love and despise it at the same time.

You don’t have to see to know it’s him, and even though you expect his incoming words, you still jump in surprise on your chair.

“Y/N, hi!”

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            My hands are covered in scars, and they smell like dust. The scars are from the things I love; cat claws and plant thorns and spattered cooking oil. A mosquito bite I got while camping and couldn’t stop scratching. A shiny patch on my palm from where I fell off my bike and got road rash. A line across the knuckle of my right middle finger, where my mom’s puppy bit me during his rebellious teenage months. A yellowjacket sting on my wrist from the summer I spent researching bees at a nature preserve. Most of my scars are so faded, only I can tell where they are.

            I came to Elsewhere University for a job. I’d burned out at my previous job at a vet’s office, too socially awkward and too trapped by my OCD to be consistently competent. Needing work and desperate to no longer live within my stepmom’s sphere of influence, I applied for the posting at EU as a research assistant for whoever needed one in the biology department. Now I spend my days on my laptop, compiling reference lists and background research for other people’s papers, or in the library, tracking down articles published in obscure journals that only have the abstracts available online. My not-quite-faculty status means I have my own office in the basement, in between the display of stuffed songbirds and the adolescent chimpanzee skeleton.

            I’m good at my work, but it’s all dry, dead things. Theses written by students who have no further record in academia. References mentioned in one paper that don’t go anywhere because the original journal no longer exists. Even when I get to work with real things, it’s just drawing small animals’ skeletons for the student who swears he’s found new morphological evidence for how bats evolved powered flight. Everything’s dead, and dusty, and my hands smell like dust.

            I’ve heard that you can trade things, and I think I know how. I can find my way into the depths of the library, where the floors don’t match up. More importantly, I can find my way back out, and I’ve learned how to follow the stacks to come out of the door near my office that leads to the greenhouse if I go through it in the other direction. There are always students working at the carrels along that route, but their eyes don’t close and their books aren’t real, and I know they can tell me where to go to make my deal. They know who I can give my scars to as payment for making sure my hands never smell like dust again.

[x]

Wake

Bucky Barnes x Reader

DRABBLE

A/N: I’m in the midst of writing a new series, so I thought I’d get out a small writing piece for the sake of posting :) sorry if it’s shit it’s pretty much pointless fluff.

Originally posted by winter-barnes

As you slowly came back to the brink of consciousness after a deep sleep, you felt the cool chrome ‘arm’ of your one and only laying against your back. You smiled, eyes still shut, at how comfortable it felt to have his body pressed up against yours every day when you wake up. 

Turning your head, eyes fluttering open, you were met with the sight of Bucky drooling on his pillow. You softly giggled, knowing that was another thing you guys had in common. You slowly brought your hand up, tucking a piece of his chestnut hair behind his ear, and wiping away a hint of drool from the corner of his mouth. 

As he stirred slightly from you touching him, you felt his metal arm flex and plates shifted. You watched his eyes slowly open to meet yours, where you just couldn’t keep from smiling like a little girl. For you, this was like waking up on Christmas morning to find the best, most dangerous, Christmas present under the tree. 

“What are you smiling at, doll?” He asked groggily, his voice hoarse from sleep. No way you could ever lie and say it didn’t sound extremely sexy as well. 

“You.” You mumbled back, completely in love with the person before you.

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Well (Wonwoo)

Word Count: 3k+

Summary: when your son overhears a fight that ensues between you and your husband, wonwoo, little jaemin asks his father an important question the very next day. // angst + fluff

Requested by: an anon! thank you so much~ hope you enjoy! this is kind of long, sorry ;; i talk too much


Originally posted by woanu

Your name: submit What is this?

It was times like these where you just wanted to curl up in bed and cry or scream into the cotton feel of your pillowcase. When the house was as silent as the library you used to confine yourself in during university, where you first met the young man that’d soon become the love of your life, the father of your child. Where he was right now…..well, of course you knew. He was at work- making a living to support you and your son, Jaemin.

But that’s exactly why you wanted to scream: it wasn’t supposed to be this way. You weren’t supposed to be spending nights alone, you weren’t supposed to be sleeping by yourself while the other side of the mattress grew cold from lack of body warmth. You weren’t supposed to be reading to Jaemin every single night, for your child wanted his father to read to him as well, it was an activity that was meant to be shared.

Jaemin. You weren’t supposed to be making empty promises to him that Wonwoo would come home tonight. You weren’t supposed to be looking into those innocent brown eyes and reassuring him that Wonwoo loved you both. No. That wasn’t how a family was supposed to work.

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anonymous asked:

I keep thinking about going vegan, but I'm really overwhelmed. I'm not even vegetarian yet. It all seems so daunting, to be so hyper aware of what I'm eating and make sure I plan meals and things, and I'm afraid I don't have the mental energy to do it, or the physical energy to cook all the time, or the budget to buy the right food. Do you have any advice?

I sure do! I’m very happy you reached out to me (and this is a long post so I’m going to sprinkle in pictures of cute animal I took, so I hope that’s okay).

One of the great things about being vegan is that it becomes second nature pretty quickly. You don’t even think about it. Most people only eat a handful of foods, and not only can you find vegan versions of those, your palate tends to expand after going vegan. You start trying new foods you’d never thought of before. I’m so in love with food at this point that it’s a bit ridiculous lol

So after a while, you’ll get so used to knowing what is vegan and what isn’t, and you won’t even think about it. You’ll spot animal-based ingredients like a champ. And if you accidentally buy something with animal products in it, you go “oh shoot” and know for next time. You’ll find shortcuts too. I can skim an ingredients list in seconds and determine pretty accurately if it’s vegan or not (especially because things like dairy, seafood, and eggs have to be highlighted as allergens).

As far as cooking and meal prep goes, you can do as little or as much as you want. My cooking skills go as far as microwaving, turning on the oven, and boiling water. I don’t even own any appliances beyond a toaster and microwave (I’m hoping to add a rice cooker to that, because that makes healthy meals SO MUCH easier to create. You can even put tomatoes or beans in with the rice and cook it at the same time).

(That’s Roy, and yes, his head is as gigantic as it looks.)

Basically, I would look at what you eat now and see how you can start to switch things out. Going vegan is about switching ingredients, pretty much. Animal butter for plant-based butter. Cow’s milk for soy, nut, rice, or oat milk. Animal protein for plant protein. Scrambled eggs for scrambled tofu (or “vegan eggs” you can buy that taste incredibly delicious).

I’ll provide some resources below that will probably explain everything better than I could. But going vegan is so exciting, and while there is a little bit of a learning curve, it will feel less like a chore and more like a whole new part of your life opening up to you. Let me know if you have any more questions!

Vegan on a Budget: 17 Easy & Affordable Recipes

Seven Day Meal Plan

Switch & Ditch (Meat and Dairy Alternatives)

Build a Meal

What Your Plate Should Look Like

Iron-Rich Foods

Protein Powerhouse

25 Delicious Vegan Sources of Protein

Going Vegan on a Budget

Going Vegan for People Who Hate Eating Vegetables

Putting up stores

I can understand how people used to grow and preserve most of their own food. They could do it because they were home all day. What labor it is to grow and nurture and harvest and put away, even if the work is often disguised by a feeling of accomplishment. 

The truth is I don’t always love canning, but that is mostly because it takes time and I’m always knee deep in things I need to get done. It also can be hot and the food comes ripe when it’s still sticky summer. 

Combining forces makes a big difference though; you only need to do half the things and it takes half the time and afterwards you go out to dinner and celebrate that you don’t have to cook or prepare one more item of food…until tomorrow when you’ll finish the canning.

Everything in this photo is pickled; fermented pickles, sour pickles, pickled okra, the always sacred dilly beans, and pickled radishes with scallions. 

There will be more and it leads me to wonder, should I consider ways to put away food that doesn’t involve pickling? One can only eat so many pickles, right?

The summer apples are just starting to drop, which means I will soon be drinking fresh cider, baking pies to give away, and making applesauce for dusty winter shelves.

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You knew that poor kid had a crush on you, it wasn’t half obvious. He was a hood, a tough one at that, but he was acting like a love sick fool. You weren’t sure where the hardened greaser was hiding. 

“Look Dal” You said softly, shutting the kitchen door behind you, you rested your back against it so no one would be able to come in. “I’m flattered, okay? Honestly.” You put your hand to your heart, trying to emphasize just how flattered you were. “But sweetheart, your feelings will never go answered by me.” 

“I didn’t have any illusions of you wanting me” He shrugged his shoulders and stared at the floor. “You’re way too good for me.” 

“Sweetheart.” You sighed, grabbing his hands in yours gently. “Please don’t say that, you’re a great kid. But that’s just it, okay? You’re a kid. I’m an old woman, you wouldn’t want someone like me.” 

“Age is just number, baby.” His mischievous look was back, glinting in his eyes as his eyes met yours once more. 

“And jail is just a place you go on vacation.” You rolled your eyes at him, letting go of both his hands. “And I’m quite fond of my clean jail record. I’m almost 10 years older than you.” 

“I wouldn’t say ‘nuffin.” 

“Dallas, you are going to find a wonderful girl, okay? She’s going to be young, beautiful and she is going to be everything you could ever dream of… but I’m not her. Listen, I love you, kid, okay? You’re like my little brother.” 

“Okay.” He sighed. He stood there awkwardly, you could tell his ego had been bruised something awful, so you did the only thing you could think of. You wrapped your arms around him in a bone crushing hug. 

“I’m sorry, darling, say, how about you stay for dinner? I’ll cook you up your favourite, how’s that sound?” 

“It sounds great.” You smiled at his answer as you lead him out the door, only to hear someone scream ‘ouch’… you had opened the door right into Sodapop’s unsuspecting face. 

“Sodapop Patrick Curtis- Ponyboy… Darryl, really? I thought I told you all to stay out here, not eavesdrop on our conversation. You oughta be ashamed of yourselves. Darry, can I speak to you in the kitchen?” 

You pointed into the kitchen, your other hand was planted firmly on your hip. 

“What on Earth, Darry, you’re supposed to be setting an example for those two boys out there.” You muttered from the moment the door shut. 

“I wanted hear what was going on- that kid has feelings for you and I’ve seen Dally blow up for something a lot less than being rejected.” 

“He would never hurt me, Darryl. I think you know that.” 

“I wasn’t going to give him the chance, you’re my sister, I’ve got to look out for you.” 

“Not from him” You said softly, you were trying to keep your voice down, you didn’t need anyone else hearing this. “Listen, Dar, I don’t think he likes me like that He has never had a mother figure in his life, so when I came a long and I started doing things for him, and I started acting like one he got confused. Sure mum treated him the same, but he was younger and she was much, much older. I just think, showing that kid some kindness can doing nothing but good for him, heck, it might even save him. You know exactly what happens to kids like him. He never got a chance. Maybe I can give him one, maybe I can give all of those boys a chance to be something more than what they think they’re capable of. And if I can do that, then I will.” 

(Translation) Koibito vs. Nijigen vol. 1

恋人 vs. 二次元 第1巻「オタク彼女の場合」(R18!! Please proceed only if you’re above 18!)

CV. Murata Taishi


T/N: commissioned! one of my favorite CDs EVER, i love this cd ASDASDHDAF!! i swear every 5 seconds i end up laughing like a damn seal!! lmao like. every damn line is a grim nostalgic reminder of hisayuki and i. can’t. fucking. take it.

actually, you can see how much i enjoy translating this cd because. y’know. you can just see it. sorry. i’m guilty.

honestly when i heard of this cd i was 101% HYPE but ngl also hiding 0.2% of uncertainty because face it, it could be either comedy or, yan. i mean yeah, the cover doesn’t seem yan but i’m sure those who have been a loyal customer of the otome cd industry like ri and chi yes this is a callout post for both of u :♥ would advise, don’t judge a cd by its cover or synopsis… unless it’s kuroi yume

ok for reals before i make things worse, let’s jump ahead to the cd and enjoy this totally embarrassing piece of adorable cupcake made of 100% organic cutes and pures. srsly he’s so good @ milky chain pls make a sequel for this series…pls… i will sacrifice my firstborn and my left asscheek pls pls pls


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School’s been stressing me out a bit, so I thought I’d make time for myself to make something delicious.

I got inspiration from chef Deuki Hong’s video he did with Munchies, where he shows off his fried rice that’s not complicated and easy to make drunk! I’ve stopped drinking though, so the last part doesn’t apply to me.

You can watch the video by chef Hong, and how I went about making the kimchi fried rice at the jump. Check it out!

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