this was the most amazing thanksgiving

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
—  e e cummingsi thank You God for most this amazing
heartbreak | cheryl blossom x reader

Originally posted by gabbiesworld


written by: kelly

edited by: @jugheadxreaderinyourhead

anonymous said: can you do a cheryl x reader set on the 4th of july. as soon as the reader hears about what happened she rushes to the blossom’s house but gets run over by a car and cheryl witnesses this and the reader gets sent to the hospital and cheryl gets reckless without the reader until she wakes up. basically cher loses y/n and jason on the same day

chapter song: youth // daughter

the 4th of july was riverdale’s ultimate holiday. the normally peaceful green streets were aligned with pops of red white and blue. the great american flag was spread across town centre and almost every person in town had a smile across their face, proud with patriotism.

that was all until news scattered around town that jason blossom, riverdale’s golden boy, had unfortunately drowned in the very river that had been the beacon of the town.

this is where the story begins.

“y/n, darling please run this pie to the andrew’s house. fred is a hopeless cook and the last thing we need is a fire in their kitchen… again.” my mom spoke, lifting her eyebrow reminding us all of the last time fred andrews ever touched an oven.

“yeah mom, i remember. although you weren’t complaining when all of those firefighters came to the rescue.” i say with a wink.

“less talking more walking missy!” she said, her cheeks instantly red.

and with that I was on my way, archie’s house was across the street from mine so it wasn’t really much of a chore. as I was approaching the andrews front porch, I heard betty shriek my name.

y/n!!” she yelled from her front yard, panic evident in her voice.

“what’s up b?” I say hesitantly, studying her body language.

“have you spoken to cheryl?!?”

cheryl was always a touchy subject in my friendship circle. we’ve been seeing each other for a year, and my friends weren’t supportive. not because I was seeing another girl, it was because I was seeing cheryl.

kevin referred to her as jessica rabbit on crack, but to be fair cheryl refers to kevin as a bootleg, gayer neil patrick harris.

“no, she’s spending the day with Jason, why?” I question.

“there was an accident at sweetwater, they were in a boat and it tipped, they can’t find jason and cheryl's…in a bad way.” betty said hesitantly.

my heart fell to the pit of my stomach, my hands almost instantly let go of the fragile pie dish and it shattered on the pathway.

the shattered pie depicted my current state of mind; a big mess.

the next thing I know, I was running to thornhill. ignoring my surroundings. the only thing that mattered in my mind was cheryl. thornhill manor was across town from where we lived but the trip was shortened by running through the local park.

i was running so fast that all of a sudden thornhill was in site. the burning ache in my throat was building up, I had a vision of my distraught girlfriend sitting there all alone. I needed to be there for her.

cheryl’s pov

sitting in the great room of my home brought up a lot of amazing memories for me; christmas morning, thanksgiving and the annual family reunion - today was not a celebration however.

my brother and i had been separated for the first time in our lives, and it was the most terrifying feeling. those thoughts were disrupted when I saw my girlfriend running towards our house.

she knows that this place is off limits, my parents would die if they ever found out that i was gay. I stare at the girl sprinting when in a split second, while she was in the middle of the road, a car sped past and took her clean off of her feet.

there was this moment when she was in the air, where I could see that she had come to terms with the fact that she wasn’t going to survive this. she landed on the road like a ragdoll.

it was like the next few seconds i had an out of body experience. i remember running outside towards the front gate yelling and screaming for someone to get help, as i reached the front i realize what had happened.

sheriff keller had hit y/n while he was on his way to thronhill to question our family, this was all my fault.

everything was a blur; the sirens were approaching us. there was a large crowd around her but it felt like no one but us. i could see her face, lying all alone in the middle of the road. her mother had arrived at the scene.

MY BABY!” she screamed as a nice young man was holding her back.

PLEASE, PLEASE SOMEONE DON’T LET MY BABY DIE.” she called as the paramedics lifted y/n’s mannequin like body into the back of the ambulance. i was paralyzed. the next few hours were crazy. I had betty cooper of all people messaging me from the hospital keeping me updated.

it wasn’t good enough. i had to be there for her, she risked her life trying to be there for me.

veronica offered to come and fetch me and take me to the hospital to be there with all of the friends and y/n’s mom. i never liked veronica, but I had never been more grateful for such an offer.

the car ride was rather uncomfortable. silence swallowed the atmosphere and it was the type of silence that needed to be broken.

“cheryl, i’m so sorry for everything that’s happened to you today.” veronica gulped.

bad things happen to badpeople, ronnie. i’m a bad person. i deserve this.” i state with minimal eye contact.

“cheryl, nobody deserves to go through so much in one day.” veronica argued.

the silence fell over us again, nobody spoke until we got to the hospital.

as we arrived into the I.C.U ward, i see y/n’s mom sitting next to fred andrews. her facial expression was neutral and calm but her face was red like she had been crying for days.

betty, archie and jughead were standing around a watercooler across from mrs y/l/n and mr andrews. betty came over and pulled me into a tight embrace.

“cheryl, she’s in a coma. her condition is stable for the amount of injuries she has sustained. the doctors are saying it’s a miracle that she’s even alive at the moment.” betty told me, sporting a broken smile.

that news was hardly a relief.

“i need a moment.” i said exiting the hospital ward, the smell of hand sanitizer and the sound of heart monitors kept making me feel like I was waiting for her to die.

i rush out to the parking lot of the hospital and i do the most reckless thing I’ve ever done in my life. i lie in the middle of the road at the entrance of the E.R, i close my eyes and i wait.

in about two seconds I get yanked up to my feet in a strong pull.

i see Kevin.

“cheryl as much as I feel sorry for you I need you to understand now is not the time to be selfish!” he barked at me.

as much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I was being reckless and selfish.

“are you okay?” He asked. the simplest question in the whole world, yet nobody managed to muster up the courage to do so.

“i’m fine.” i reply as i shook off some road gravel from my skirt.

“don’t lie.” he spat.

at that moment, my heart broke.

no. i’m not fucking okay kevin.” i whimper.

he placed his arms around mine and he pulled me in for a hug. we sit around for an hour crying together. it wasn’t out of sadness, but desperation.

i still had hoped that she could pull through this. that was until those moments after the accident turned into days.

with each day, i began to lose more and more of myself. i found myself craving danger, i was on my way to the south side, i had a plan to go and cause trouble among the serpents.

a rush with danger was what I was craving and the serpents were the closest thing to danger that riverdale had to offer.

i was about 6 steps away from getting my ass kicked when the news broke that y/n was awake. that was the most amazing news I’ve ever heard in my entire life.

i ran through the hospital doors, rejoiced.

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Originally posted by sreliata

Pairing: SamxReader, Dean, Ruby
Word count: 974
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Part 16 of Can’t Forget You

Your cheeks hurt from your tears as you walked down the sidewalk, away from Sam’s. As you reached the corner, you weren’t sure which you heard first. The roar of the Impala’s engine, or Sam running up behind you. The sound that was the loudest, the one that seemed to over take  you, however, was Ruby calling after Sam.

Dean pulled up to the curb and hopped out, a look of worry on his face. He cupped your cheek and looked at you before pulling you into a hug. “Get in the car, kiddo.” He told you softly.

Nodding, you moved around the car and slid into the seat. Between the headlights and the lamp posts, you could see everything clearly. Just by how Dean was standing, you knew he was pissed. Sam looked over at the car, towards you, but you looked away. You couldn’t even look at him at the moment. At least you wouldn’t be in school to see them the next day.

Hearing Ruby scream, your head whipped over. Sam was clutching his face, and you saw the blood. Ruby freaked out, but Dean ignored her. He yelled something at his younger brother before turning back to the care. Your eyes shot to his knuckles, where you could see that punching Sam hurt him, as well.

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Christmas Spirit - Peter Parker

Requested: no, prompt I created. Reader is excited for Christmas and attempts to make her boyfriend, Peter Parker, excited as well. 

Warnings: None, maybe a little swearing, fluffy, and totally unedited so sorry in advance! 

Word count: 3,465 

Peter Parker made his way down the busy streets of Manhattan squeezing in and out of crowds. His hands were buried deep in the pockets of his second hand store jacket in hopes of bundling up a bit of warmth. The weather in New York had shifted dramatically over the week. On Monday the sun was shining high in the sky but by Tuesday evening the temperature had dropped down to low thirties.
The massive Avengers Tower could be seen a mile away from where Peter shuffled about. If it wasn’t for the bright eyed, h/c haired girl he had running through his mind, Peter would still be wrapped in the warm comforter of his twin bed duvet deep in sleep. Y/n Stark, Peter Parker’s girlfriend as well as the daughter of his mentor, had called Peter in panic early that morning screaming about how she needed to show Peter something as soon as possible. She refused to send pictures claiming it was a sight needed to be seen in person rather than by photos.
So at seven in the morning, Peter rolled out of bed and threw on the first thing he could find and after leaving a note to his Aunt, he took the first subway to Manhattan. Much to his surprise Peter pushed his way outside of his complex to find a shiny black mercedes was waiting outside for him. Once he got into the city most of the streets were backed up with commuters traffic that Peter decided to walk the last block of the way to the Tower.

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anonymous asked:

I'm really sorry if tho has been asked before, but I couldn't find it. Do the characters have favorite holidays? Thanks for making the most amazing podcast ever!!!

I honestly can’t remember if it has or not! Either way here ya go: 

Dr. Bright - New Year’s Eve. Joan is a resolution-making kind of gal. 

Sam - Holidays in general are not great for Sam. In the present, she just chooses to treat them like any other day (Christmas and Thanksgiving are the worst). However, she did once happen upon a Holi festival sometime mid-millennia (she’s not sure the exact century) and it’s something she’s always dreamed about attending for real in the present. 

Caleb - He loves Christmas, especially in recent years. All the joy and presents and general excitement are pretty great to feel. 

Adam - As previously mentioned, Adam is very into Halloween. 

Chloe - Chloe also loves Halloween - her and her mom have a lot of traditions on All Hallows’ Eve an All Saints’ Day. But Chloe is also a big fan of birthdays - she’s all about finding (or making) the perfect gift for someone and making sure they have the most special day possible. 

Damien - St. Patrick’s Day and New Year’s Eve. People are so easy to manipulate when drunk. 

Mark - Mark loves any holiday where he either gets to dress up and/or do crazy decorations. Which, if you’re Mark, is every holiday. He once dressed up as a tree for Arbor Day. He looked like an idiot. 

Frank - Frank doesn’t observe holidays so much any more (and people having excuses to set off fireworks is not ideal), but he used to get really into Thanksgiving. When he was younger, he loved cooking with his grandmother and while he was on tour, it was always a fun challenge to try and make a Thanksgiving dinner with military rations. 

Agent Green - Fourth of July. He loves rolling out his extra big American flag for the occasion. 

kclmcaskett  asked:

what are the best episodes for amy santiago?

Hello! I’m not 100% sure of what you mean so here is a list of episodes that I think show Amy’s personality (I know you said “the best” but I love Amy with my entire being so I couldn’t limit myself to a few) (I tried to stay away from Peraltiago eps because you asked only for Amy, though I couldn’t help myself and put a few in there) (in most of these Amy isn’t in the A plot so maybe you’ll think it’s weird that the ep is on the list but her moments in all these eps are amazing and I think they really do show her personality).

I’m putting the list under a cut because it’s kinda long (and please everyone feel free to add to this if you think I missed anything).

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This year has been magic–it brought me travel, my dog Elvis, a new niece, great friends, the end of a show, new experiences. It also has been difficult and has taught me many lessons. I feel strong and happy. Thank you Lord for the abundance of blessings in my life. Wishing all of you an amazing Thanksgiving and time to reflect on what means most to you. 🍗🍗🍗gobble gobble yall …or 🌽🌽🌽 if you living that vegan lyfe

Sailor Princess

Originally posted by the19k5

Pairing: tattooartist!Dean, teacher!reader
Word count: 947
A/N: This is the final chapter!
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Heart’s Ink masterlist

On the way home from your parents house, you couldn’t stop blushing. Your grandmother had made him laugh when she walked out to him kissing you and said you stole her man. When he’d chuckled at that, you both pulled away and you bit your lip, looking up at him.

Spice Girls was still playing, but the volume was a bit lower, and neither of you were singing. “I have a question.” He finally spoke up, looking over at you.

“What’s that?”

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Celebrate Me Home - The One Where Meg is an Ass

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 6300+

Warnings: A little angst, a little unresolved sexual tension, it’s all about the build up kids

Summary: A Dean Winchester Holiday//Daddy//Bookstore!AU ~ It’s Thanksgiving in Pine Tree, Vermont and the reader is in for one helluva ride. Is there something between her and Dean or is it all just in her head? 

A/n: Words cannot express how lucky and grateful I am for all the amazing feedback and kind words when it comes to this story. You guys have been nothing but amazing and I hope you love the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. This shall be perpetually dedicated to @winchestersnco, who has put up with me for longer than most would

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7|| Part 8 || Part 9

November 24th, 2011–Thanksgiving…31 Days until Christmas

Dean doesn’t mention the kiss the next day. He doesn’t mention much actually other than the fact that he’ll be at the shop late, going over the books with Cas. So, he asks Sam to put Maggie Mae to sleep that night, promises that he’ll owe him one. But he doesn’t say anything to y/n. And while expecting him to declare his grossly sentimental, undying love for her seems a little far-fetched, she had at least hoped for some light flirting or witty banter—had wanted desperately to get him to say her name again while his beautiful face stretched into that impish grin. But he barely made eye contact with her and it broke her heart just the tiniest bit, made her wonder what she could’ve possibly done to make him do a complete 180 from the night before.

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Broadway Star Todrick Hall Talks Taylor Swift, Her Sound Advice and How She Joined Him for ‘the Best Thanksgiving Ever’

Todrick Hall usually spends Thanksgiving with his family, but last Thursday (Nov. 24) he was invited to be a part of Taylor Swift’s world and spent the holiday with her family and friends in Rhode Island.

The Kinky Boots star’s friendship with Swift dates back to 2015, after he created a YouTube mash-up of her hits. The two met face-to-face backstage in Kansas City, where she recorded a voicemail greeting he still uses on his phone.

When Hall landed the lead role of Lola in the Broadway production, she promised she would come see him perform – and stayed true to her word when she came to see the show on Wednesday night (Nov. 23).

“I knew that she would because she has never said she was going to do something and not followed through,” Hall tells Billboard.

“All of a sudden on Tuesday night, she wrote me, 'Me and my brother and a few of my friends want to come see your show tomorrow. Are you ok with that?’ And I said, 'absolutely. The whole company would be ok with that.’ And she came to the show.”

Swift – who loved the message behind the show – even texted the American Idolalum with a supportive message at intermission, telling him she cried seven times, asking “Why are you so talented?”

While most celebrities try to duck out of shows unnoticed before the curtain call, Swift brushed off security, insisting she stay in the theater to cheer Hall on during his bow. She then went backstage to offer congratulations, but again eschewed celeb norms and stayed for two hours.

“Normally when someone comes back that’s a high-profile celebrity, they take a group picture with everyone, but she took a picture with every single cast and crew member who wanted a picture – hair, makeup, the people from the orchestra – she took pictures with everyone,” he says. “She was so sweet to every single person and the entire cast couldn’t stop writing me and texting me about how sweet of a human being she is. Like that just doesn’t happen. She was talking to people, and you could just tell she was very engaged in the show, she remembered every moment and each person beyond that as well, and she loved the show. She was like, 'I’m literally going to come back five times and see the show.’”

He added, “She’s so genuine, that’s the thing. I could tell people all day about how sweet she is, and the second they meet her, they’re just like, 'She is incredible’. Like the entire cast can’t stop talking about it, and it’s been a week since she’s been there. And they’ve all been coming in and saying, 'Thank you so much. It was not only really cool to meet her, but also so inspiring because she’s just a sweet person that when you’re around her, it just makes you want to be a nicer person. It makes you want to go donate money or something, like go to a children’s hospital or something every time I hang out with her because she’s really, really sweet.”

The next day, Hall joined the singer for Thanksgiving dinner (“her mom is the most amazing cook, ever!”), participating in a beach mannequin challenge and a round of Disney songs around the piano –“A Whole New World” from Aladdin, “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid and “Colors of the Wind” from Pocahontas – which she played “by ear with no rehearsal.”

“It was just really, really special. A really fun night – we were all laughing and joking around,” he says. “It was honestly the best Thanksgiving I’ve ever had. Taylor just surrounds herself with all these people who are so awesome and so aware of what’s going on and so gracious and so welcoming, that within 10 to 15 minutes of us all being together, we were like all really, really good friends.”

Swift has plenty of time to catch Hall again in Kinky Boots. He is starring in the production until March, and after that, he is pursuing a way to bring his visual album, Straight Outta Oz, to Broadway.

“Taylor was one of the people who really supported me, and when I was really nervous I’d call her because I know she’s had to face huge audiences and try new things in front of the world all the time. And she gave me so much sound advice on what to do, and as soon as she came backstage, she was like, 'What were you ever nervous about?’ It was just funny to watch her say that, because she would say, 'It was like this role was written for you’,” he explains. “I feel like I’ve become that character and I can’t wait to actually share my real story with a Broadway audience. Who knows when that will happen?  So as soon as I finish this show, I’m working on translating my visual album/concert into a full length Broadway musical, and I can’t wait to bring it to New York and see how it’s received. I’m really proud of it and that’s what I’m working on.”

ts1989fanatic  I would like to make every Taylor hater that has called her out as being such a bitch read this repeatedly at least 100 times until it gets through their thick skulls that what they think is BULLSHIT.

Torture (Draco x Reader)

Hey everyone, so I would first like to say that the feedback on my most recent post has been incredible. Thank you so much for the support. I would also like to say that this request has been long overdue, and I apologize to the person who has requested this imagine, because it took me forever to finally get this up. I have worked super long and hard on this request so I hope the person who requested enjoys, and as well as the rest of you! Also today is Thanksgiving in America, so if you are American, Happy Thanksgiving! If you aren’t, then I hope your day has been amazing!

Draco knew that I had nightmares about what happened during the war. He knew that they were bad, and most of the time I would wake up pain in my arm, sweat covering my body, and tears spilling out of my eyes.

He was there when it happened. His aunt pinning me to the ground, calling me filthy names and sending sharp pains throughout every part of me. I could hear him plead and cry for them to stop, but they didn’t listen, The evil witch only furthered her torture ,shouts of insults, and chants of curses.

He started to run to me when he saw what she was about to do, but his father restrained him, allowing her to continue. As I was laying on the ground, she grabbed my arm and spread it across the floor. I clenched my fist and closed my eyes, knowing what was about to happen. All of a sudden, I felt pain in the underside of my arm, I opened my eyes and noticed what she was doing. I couldn’t hold back the screams. The pain causing my vision to blur and tears to fall down my face. With every letter carved into my skin, I screamed and pleaded for her to stop.


The filthy name I had been called for years, was carved into my perfectly clear skin. I never let it bother me in school, I knew that because I was born into a family who didn’t have the same abilities I did, people would judge. I brushed it off most of the time, it was just a name someone came up with to put other people down. But seeing it there, on my arm, blood flowing out of the newly placed letters, I then started to believe that I was just a worthless girl, who out of luck, was granted with magic in her veins.

I started to give up fighting, sobs wracking my body because of the pain in my arm, and the hatred I started to feel for myself because I knew that not only was I feeling pain, but so was he. He called me names, and poked fun at me when we were younger, and as we got older and started catching feelings, he felt guilty and would always apologize for it. I knew that him seeing the word showcased on my arm hit a nerve. He never cared about my blood status when we were together, and the fact that his family was torturing me for that very reason, didn’t make it any easier.

The pain felt as if it would go on forever, she never stopped, never showed mercy, and never quit shouting curses and insults. I was growing weaker and I started seeing black, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I was scared, not of dying, but of him seeing me die. I didn’t know what they would do with me when I finally took my last breath, would they throw me somewhere for the birds to eat? Would they let him hold me in his arms as he cried out my name? I wasn’t sure, but I never found out because all of a sudden, the pain subsided. It didn’t completely go away, my body ached all over, and my head was spinning from all the screaming I couldn’t hold back.

I opened my eyes to see him pushing his aunt against the wall, screaming at her.

“If you ever touch her again, I swear, I will kill you!”

His eyes were full of tears and rage. When he dropped her on the ground, he picked me up and ran out of the house he had once grown up in. Tears were still streaming down my face, and blood was spilling out of my arm, staining his already worn clothes. He kept whispering in my ear that I was okay, and that he wouldn’t let anything ever hurt me again. I was thankful that he saved me, and I knew now that I was in his arms, there was nothing to be worried about.

It had happened once again, sweat, and small tears covering my face. My breathing was uneven, and my arm hurt a little in the very place the witch carved a label that had no meaning to me anymore. I woke Draco up trying to get out of his tight grip for some fresh air.

“Are you alright, love?” He asked. Knowing very well, that I had another nightmare, and that I needed my space for a while.

“Yeah, just another nightmare is all. Go back to sleep, I will be back in a minute.” I said wiping a few tears from my face, before they could fall on the cold floor.

“I’ll come with you. I don’t like for you to be outside alone at night. Is that alright?” He asked, knowing that no matter if I agreed with him or not, he would still go with me.

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

Draco and I sat on the porch for a while, not saying anything, just enjoying each others company. He had an arm protectively around my shoulders, and my head was resting on his shoulder.

“I love you so much.” I said sleepily.

“I love you too, now let’s go to bed yeah?” He asked, picking me up, and carrying me to our bedroom.

I yawned in response, holding on to him, and having no intentions on ever letting go.

I just want to thank everyone again for the support. This one isn’t my favorite one I have ever done, the end was kinda cheesy and cliché but, that’s okay. I hope you enjoyed, and please feel free to request any given form of imagine, ship etc. listed in the bio. Much love! -Elizabeth

5 Uncommon Culinary Herbs

5 Uncommon Culinary Herbs

By William Woys Weaver

Sure, most of us are familiar with bright basil pesto and the flavor of sage in our Thanksgiving stuffing, but hundreds of other herbs can lend distinctive flavors and health benefits to our meals. Considering the breadth of herbs in this world, it seems fair to say that most of us don’t make the best use of their amazing culinary possibilities. Most herbs are relatively easy to grow. It may be that you have some of these in your garden but don’t use them in the kitchen as often as you could, and others might be new to you. What follows are some of my favorite garden herbs and the tasty ways I like to make use of them in my kitchen.

Calendula (Calendula officinalis)

Old herbals refer to calendula as marigold, a name now more often used for the New World ornamental from Mexico. But the two should not be confused, as the Mexican flower is bitter and has none of the culinary benefits of calendula. In botanical medicine, both calendula flowers and leaves were used. Vinegar, flavored with the flowers in the same proportion used for the borage vinegar mentioned above, was thought to be an excellent remedy for fevers when daubed on the wrists and temples. The flower petals were scattered on soups and sauces to help prevent illness.

The Pennsylvania Dutch call calendula ringelros, or “wreath rose,” because the flowers were made into garlands to ornament graves—a custom transferred to marigolds for Day of the Dead festivities in Mexico. The idea behind this practice was that the calendula was thought to stop contagion and wandering spirits.

Today calendula flowers, with their slightly musky, honeylike taste, can be used to flavor broths and sauces: Add about 2 cups of flowers to every quart of liquid. In colonial America, calendula sauce was the standard gravy for mutton before it was eventually replaced in the Victorian era with mint. The flavor of the flowers is concentrated in the center, so it is important when cooking with calendulas to use the whole flower head. Varieties developed for taste are far more delicious than the frilly hybrids developed for their looks. Baker Creek Heirloom Seeds offers the variety ‘Resina’, specially developed for enhanced flavor and medicinal value. Lemon greatly enhances calendula’s flavor; when made into a preserve, whole calendula flowers are mashed and cooked with lemon syrup. Whole flowers also make excellent fritters: Dip in batter and fry. Their flavor is also enhanced when cooked with corn, especially sweet corn, so for an interesting change of pace, add a cup of chopped flowers to your next batch of cornbread.

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So this is pure cheesiness. Nothing of substance.  For real.  And honestly, it may be my last fic for a bit because I’m just not loving anything right now.  But, here you go…..

A Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving – A Drabble


She takes a sip of wine as she glances around the room.  Her mother, head threw back laughing, after she plays a high word on the Scrabble board. Austin, sitting across from her, shaking his head as he tries to figure out his next move.  Her dad reclines in the chair farthest from her, silently yelling at the football game that is playing out on the television screen. Abigail and Matt are on the couch, Abi’s head resting on his shoulder as she fights off a food induced slumber.    

She can’t help but feel as if perhaps she is in a Normal Rockwell painting.  The picture perfect Thanksgiving.  The exact Thanksgiving that she needed.  A day filled with loads of laughter as they all prepared dish after dish of fattening food. A day of peace, tranquility and love. Of glasses of wine with the people she cherishes.  

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Rockefeller Center//Cisco Ramon

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

Request:  Hey I was wondering if you can do a Cisco Ramon x reader . And can it be fluffy please

I hope this was fluffy enough for you♥ Thank you for sending in a request! 


The whole scene that appeared in front of you filled your body with joy and Christmas cheer. The ice skaters gliding on the ice, some adding in a mini performance for your eyes and the golden statue smack in the middle in front of the ice. 

The one thing that brought all of Rockefeller Center together at Christmas time was the hundred foot tall Christmas tree. It was decorated so beautifully, lights wrapped perfectly around the tree which looked so breathtaking at night.

This was not your first time seeing the tree up close and personal. maybe your second. But this was your fiance Cisco’s first time seeing the tree, it was actually his first time ever in NYC. So far he was impressed and amazed, it is the concrete jungle after all. 

“babe this place is amazing,” he spoke in awe as he approached you with cups of hot cocoa in his hands. Taking the hot cup of goodness you smiled at this happy expression. 

“this city makes me so happy,” you spoke as you looked up at the glimmering lights. “especially around this time of year.” 

Cisco followed your gaze to the Christmas tree, it was a sight to see and it filled him with a jolly feeling. It was December 15th and he hasn’t really felt the joy that most do, especially you. You start getting excited a week before Thanksgiving, Cisco didn’t see the whole point of all the cheer. 

But now that he is here, standing next to you, looking up at this view he started to feel the joy and happiness Christmas brings around this time of year. 

“I am starting to feel the Christmas cheer, thank you Y/N for bringing me here.” Cisco spoke as he brought his attention towards you, grabbing a hold of your hand. You brought your gaze to your fiances adoring face, “you’re welcome babe.” 

“I love you,” he pulled you into him giving you a sweet kiss on your head. 

“I love you to.”

Fake Boyfriends Rec List

I promised to do a custom sterek rec list if we win third round of Ultimate Slash Madness Tournament. We did won and then we won the whole thing. Considering what’s going on in the fandom because of the show, mtv, Jeff Davis and many other things? It was big and epic.

You picked up 5 tropes and I have a lot of recs so you will get 5 separate rec lists. I know you love me ;)))


So here we go:


Gravity’s Got Nothing on You by zosofi                               

Summary: The one where the Hale fire never happened, Laura is a nosy sister, Derek is desperate, and Stiles is the only one that can help.

Word count: 84k                                                                           

Notes: Well, this is the classiest fake boyfriend sterek fic I know and one of the best as well. There is interesting plot, good humor, feels, awesome Laura and even mahogany. Also zosofi wrote this. If there is anyone who haven’t read this, well, what are you waiting for?

last night’s dress (tiptoe out of this mess) by hito

Summary: My dad just asked me if my booty call guy that comes over at 3am and leaves at 6 would like to stay for Sunday brunch next week. You in?

Word Count: 17k

Notes: This is one of my favorites! It’s hilarious and there are not so many good and really funny fics out there. Also papa Stilinski is the best. This is also Sheriff gets to know about the werewolves trope and Stiles just outdone himself while telling his poor dad the news :D

A Strong Heart and a Nerve of Steel by lupinus and uraneia

Summary: Stiles and Derek wake up married in Vegas. Well, they would have if it was legal.

In which Stiles is the president’s son, Derek is his bodyguard, and Papa President orders them to pretend to be in love for the sake of gay rights.

Word count: 21k

Notes: There is president son Stiles, bodyguard Derek and wedding in Vegas. Also alive and happy Hale family, lots of feels and big happy end. The only thing I would change is the length, seriously, I could read so much more of it.

Take Me Out (to the ball game) by TamrynEradani

Summary: Stiles was content to live his life without ever knowing who his soulmate was but when a leaked celebrity video leads to him knowing who his soulmate is, he has to meet the guy. He doesn’t expect to like Derek Hale, certainly doesn’t expect to fall in love with him, but Stiles thinks he and Derek might have a shot if Lydia doesn’t kill him first.

Word count: 34k

Notes: We have actor Derek here and an awesome soulmates au as well. It was a little bit different and the psychology could be better but I liked it anyway. Like seriously, actor Derek and soulmates? Nothing else matters.

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I am so thankful...

So American Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I just wanted to stop and take a moment to express just how thankful I am for everything I have.

First off, @cinnieminni has given me more than anyone in my entire life.  They are the most amazing person I know and gifted me with true love and acceptance for everything I am.  Something I was never even slightly afforded in my life.  They saw me broken and lost, and they fixed me up, gave me courage, and told me that I could do anything.  I couldn’t be happier to be married to Val, they are the light of my life and love me wholeheartedly.  Val has been my driving force and my never-ending encouragement throughout everything in my life.  Val was the entire reason I was able to finally be comfortable with my gender, being more public about it, and I know that they will continue to be there with me throughout whatever changes life may bring.  A lot of you tell me “thank you for being so positive”, but it is Val’s kindness and love that gives me that ability to beam with happiness and positive feelings!

I also want to thank all of my closest friends for being so supportive and caring, to those of you who knew for a long time or for those friends who only learned after I came out publicly…thank you.  I admit, I was always worried about what all of you would say, but each of you had shown me that I had nothing to fret over.  I will be thanking a bunch of you personally, because I want you all to know just how much I appreciate your love and immediate acceptance.  But I just want you to know that without your support, I wouldn’t be standing as strong as I am now.  Through everything, friends both new and old, have encouraged me in every aspect of my life, my career, and just in everyday doings.  I am thankful for all of you and will do my best to not be so busy all the time and give more time to my wonderful friends!

For those who have sent kind words through twitter, tumblr, etc…life is hard.  It’s often disappointing and takes you on paths that you don’t want to go down or didn’t expect.  However, never underestimate the small words of kindness you hear along the way.  It is the fuel that will get you through those difficult moments, and you all have given me plenty to lift my spirits in times when I felt extremely low.

I want to address it again, but coming out as transgender was scary to me, I was terrified.  I slowly hinted at it for quite some time, many people saw it and immediately understood, some didn’t quite get it.  But as time went on and I saw how compassionate so many of you were, it made me feel more comfortable.  So, in a time when everyone seemed to be at their lowest, I wanted to show that I wasn’t afraid to be myself and show the world that they shouldn’t be scared either.  I’ll honestly say I don’t know where my future will take me, but I know that there are people out there who will help me when I’m struggling.  Because of that, I will do my best to always bring smiles and laughter in any and every way I can so I can help all of my friends and all of you through any tough times you may experience.

2016 was a year full of high-highs and low-lows in many ways.  But in the end, 2016 was the year that saw myself and Val finally tying the knot, it was the year I was finally able to come out as a transwoman publicly, it was the year I met new friends who love and accept me, and it was also the year of a new Pokemon game!

Happy Thanksgiving, even if you don’t celebrate it, take a moment to just be thankful for any happiness you’ve been given this year no matter how big or small!

I hope everyone’s November was amazing! (and your Thanksgiving holiday was wonderful, if you celebrate Thanksgiving). Anyways, it’s time for the top 15 monthly rec list, and this month’s list is full of Laura Hale being alive! Woo hoo! (My head canon for Laura Hale, like most of the fandom, is Meghan Ory… That’s why she’s in the picture above.) As always, you can find other top lists here, and requests are now open for 2015’s themes!

Three Marks *** (Complete | 113,736 | Mature)

“And then there was pain again, but this time it was in only three places—his arm, below his clavicle, and next to his heart, all on the left side. It felt like the skin was being sliced apart, ripped open, flayed off—
And suddenly it was done.
Derek looked across the room and saw the boy on the floor, looking about as bad as Derek felt.”

Derek and Stiles learn that bonding is probably best done with ridiculous amounts of video games and maybe a little bit of time.

Ain’t Nothing As Good As the Cake and Eating It (Complete | 51,001 | Mature)

Derek thinks he’s doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family’s concerns he remains adamant that he doesn’t need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him.

Move a Mountain *** (Complete | 68,991 | Explicit)

Stiles goes camping with his friends in New Mexico after graduation where they befriend a biker gang led by Derek: a guy whom Stiles can’t decide if he he will be either relieved or devastated to never see again once their week is up.

We Got Something Magic (Complete | 50,595 | Explicit)

Scott is never bitten, so Stiles never meets Derek or learns about werewolves. He is, however, since a young age, captivated by a recurring dream of a beautiful, red-eyed wolf that he comes to hold dear to his heart. After college, he moves to Seattle and decides to get a tattoo to acknowledge his dream Wolf, finding a lot more than he expected at Triskele Tattoo.

In which Derek is a tattoo artist and a good alpha, Laura is alive, and Stiles and Derek share each other’s dreams.

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When I say I want happiness I mean I want to be happy and I want someone else to be happy too. I want us to be happy together. Spending all the holidays together. Kissing them when the clock strikes midnight on new year, smothering them with love and cuddles on Valentine’s Day, someday celebrating Mother’s Day when we have beautiful kids, lighting up the sky with fireworks on the 4th, dressing up and acting like goofs for a night on Halloween, cooking an amazing meal on thanksgiving or at least attempting to, and spending the most amazing Christmases together. Just smiling when they smile, laughing when they laugh. Binge watching Netflix and ordering pizza, a little too often. Going on grand adventures around the world during the summer. Taking our kids to their first day of school. Making sure they know how much they are loved. Learning about them more every day, and falling more in love with them every minute that passes that I get the honor to call them mine. Just looking forward to coming home to her every night. These are my priorities, this is what I’m striving to have someday. I’m just waiting for the right girl who is willing to work for this and wants the same things I do.
The Worst Journey in the World
In the austerely beautiful icescapes of Antarctica, Apsley Cherry-Garrard is on the adventure of a lifetime. But things are about to go disastrously wrong.

After seven years, BBC Radio is rerunning the drama that got me hooked on the Scott Expedition.  I can’t put into words how much it means to me, though I can say without a hint of exaggeration that it changed my life.


You’ll be introduced to some of the most wonderful people you’ll ever meet, in an amazing story that you’ll think has to have had major dramatic licence taken, but it didn’t!*

And as it’s radio you can listen while doing boring responsible grownup things, so you don’t even have to feel guilty about it.

(I first heard it while sewing my Halloween costume, so you are not obligated to be doing something boring or grownup or responsible.)

Need to escape the family for a bit on Thanksgiving weekend?  Want to put Black Friday in perspective?  To take the edge off those early nights? To make you swear you will never again complain about the cold?

*There are small changes to timeline and locations that help streamline it into two hours, but the big stuff, and the stuff you can’t believe actually happened, actually happened.