tired of ramen

new-recipe  asked:

Iggy is sick!!! How would the boys handle cooking on their own, what would they make for Iggy who is in bed with a fever? Would their foods be a disaster or quite decent?

Ignis Scientia is a man with an immune system of steel. Regardless of how many times the prince got sick and kept coughing over him, Ignis would always manage to get the prince nursed back and be completely unaffected by it. Even when they were much younger, Ignis was never seen getting sick as far as Noctis and Gladio could tell. It was always Ignis that was able to make sure his two idiotic friends remained at their peak condition.

And yet stress eventually caught up to the strategist, allowing him, for the first time since I could remember, to get sick. And boy, did he look awful. His nose was dry and red from the tissue abuse he put his nose through. Bags were under his eyes from the restlessness he felt. His internal body temperature was well-beyond the normal after Gladio noticed the abrupt sweating and shivering that came from their glasses-wearing companion. Ignis’s throat was swollen from the harsh coughing that made it seem like he was dying.

Prompto thought he was dying, at least. He screamed so loud when Ignis started wheezing from lack of breath from all of the coughing he did. Luckily, Gladio sprinted over with an emergency inhaler for Ignis to help clear up his coughing. Asthma, they found out, considering Ignis never really disclosed much of his medical record to the others.

Ignis really worried the others, considering that they never really seen anyone get this sick before. Especially with the newfound knowledge that Ignis was an asthmatic, it was concerning to hear him in such a state. Yet Ignis still tried to leave the tent to continue their travels together. Gladio nearly wrestled Ignis back into the tent and sat on him just to keep the strategist there.

It was up to Noctis and Prompto to take responsibility in finding something edible for the party. Something that would make Ignis feel better in no time! So with Gladio keeping an eye on Ignis and making sure the didn’t leave the haven to go do Ignis things, Prompto and Noctis quickly drove their way to the nearest grocery store to find something worthy of making.

Well, at least they tried, bless their hearts. Whatever Prompto and Noctis found edible, they added to their shopping basket, only to realize that their basket was going to equal over ten-thousand gil worth of junk they didn’t even know how to cook. Ignis was the one who prepared each meal for every occasion. Gladio sometimes helped, but he wasn’t a chef like Ignis. If you could put it on a stick, Gladio could cook it. Not much beyond that. Prompto just set the table usually, and Noctis… Well, he’s rather catch the food than to cook it. The two boys stared down at their basket for a good long minute before they put everything back where they found it and just grabbed whatever instant noodles they could carry.

They ended up forgetting medicine too, but Noctis drove them back and Prompto ran into the store before they could close their doors for the night.

And so Ignis was confined to the tent to recover, a grumpy expression on his face, for all he was able to do was browse aimlessly on his phone at the social media and fan sites he normally looks at as Gladio kept his company. He tried reading a book that Gladio had, but they were all tales he already read. Well, besides one, but Gladio had to hide that book away with a reddening face. It wasn’t a book that he liked to share with the others, it seemed. Time passed and Ignis did nothing more than laze about until finally, the chiming sound of the photographer’s voice filled the air.

“Dinner is served!”

Ignis and Gladio left the tent, surprised to see the seven different types of cup noodles set out over their makeshift table. Prompto had a proud grin across his face while Noctis frowned. Why did he have to be the one to cut the veggies and pork while Prompto took the credit?

Ignis stared at the noodles for a moment. A loud sniffle then silence again. But soon, the strategist let out a chuckle. Perhaps not the healthiest thing in the world, but the thought was important. He nodded his head in thanks, eying the cup noodles before he subtly made his way to Noctis to take the knife from him.

“Don’t even think about it.” Gladio wrestled Ignis away from Noctis before he sat him down. No cooking for Ignis until he got better.

A Hard Night’s Work

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

The wind howled at your window as you stared bleakly at the floor that was littered with empty take-out containers, old bowls of instant ramen, and dirty clothes. You sighed sadly and pulled your blanket tighter around you, cursing yourself for not buying the tape you needed to cover up the drafty windows. A single tear formed in your eye and you quickly pushed the palm of your hand into it, stopping it before it could fall. This was your life now.

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the thing is all the sensates in the cluster on Sense8 have skills. imagine a cluster full of mediocre people. Jerry is good at changing tires. Hana makes a mean ramen. I think Catalina can juggle? that’s it. they don’t do shit. they just have Netflix marathons. sometimes Raoul does Jessie’s english homework for them.

so i got a message asking for haikyuu fic recs and it somehow turned into this monstrosity???  it’s split up into general and teen rated fics and then the mature and explicit ones. enjoy! all of these are finished. all new additions are put at the bottom of their respective ratings

updated: 8-28-16 (kinkuni, oikuro, iwadai, iwaoisuga oikurodai, bokurodai, oidai, and iwaoikuro sections added; bokuro, matsuhana, kurodai, daisuga, bokuaka kyouhaba, & iwaoi sections updated)

(five months worth of fic recs lets go)

note: i have stopped writing descriptions myself so, unless necessary, (like if it's just dialogue) all future descriptions will be adaptations of the summaries on archive


header credit to @ennoshita-chan​

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I drew 2 Overwatch OCs and I’m over here being a lack of confidence person and debating on posting them


Cuz I feel like no one would care, I’m still thinking about that guy that said he hated my Overwatch drawings, and he made me feel like I’m not good enough to even draw

So umm….


Debating at the moment

Got pissed at my friend today because I told her the only place I can get good hot and sour soup (suanlatang) is in Chinatown and she said she didn’t want to go all the way to Chinatown so why couldn’t I just go to the nearby Ramen place and get hot and sour soup? And like no? Wtf ramen is Japanese and suanlatang is Chinese? NOT ALL ASIANS ARE THE SAME
Meanwhile this other white girl with us says in a disgusted voice “is it really sour???” Like she’s never had Chinese hot and sour soup wtf and the idea of soup being sour is gross to her???
I was so done I told my first friend “you’re so white” and she called me “racist” and I said “how tf is that racist you have white privilege” and then finally the second girl was like “yeah that’s true”

( ! ) — duties of the unfortunate.

for @acaxhani !

          he doesn’t remember the last time he’s felt so hungry. considering they live a wealthy lifestyle with little to worry about when it comes to their home, for some reason their fridge always seemed to be lacking the food they need to survive a week. he doesn’t know if it was the people who occasionally come and go through the penthouse or party-attendees that kept sneaking out the door with their food, but he couldn’t understand how it was plausible for the three roommates to not notice. or, maybe they have noticed and just kept forgetting to mention. either way, yuta was not pleased.

          for once, he was actually tired of living off of ramen and take-out.

          “heeyeon, we need to go grocery shopping.” truthfully, he wasn’t a big fan of shopping. it took up too much time and he was always somehow roped into buying things he knows he doesn’t need. there were a few instances when he came home with several kids toys, all because they were on sale, and kept them for a week before giving them to his nephew. as much as his older brother and his wife appreciated it, their child was still too young to play with the toys he bought properly. this was where hani came in; she was 90% of his impulse control, and plus, she actually knew what to buy.

          yuta doesn’t even do his own grocery shopping— he had always gotten one of his other roommates to do it or he’d pay another student good money to do it for him. time wasn’t something he could waste, so he wasn’t going to spend time shopping when he could be finishing course work or playing video games— and the occasional party hosting. sometimes he went shopping, however, but he’s usually never alone. he’d either spending tons of money on the penthouse or he’d spend money on whoever he’s with. pretty sure he’s beginning to earn some nickname related to money, much to the male’s dismay. he looked over at hani again, waving his car keys in the air before tossing it to her.

          “you want to drive my nice car? come on, i promise it won’t take long— i’ll even make food as soon as we get back. proper food.”


You let out a long breath. “I’m not talking to Jongin, am I?”

“Uh… No.” The other person said. “This is Sehun.”

“Sehun, can I talk to my boyfriend?”

“I’m sorry, _____, but he’s kind of busy now." Again? You haven’t seen him for two weeks or had a proper conversation. You did sent him text messages, but he would only reply with "I’ll call you later” which he never did and “Love you too” and you weren’t sure if he means it. 

“And I’m guessing he wouldn’t be home tonight?”

“I think he will be here until morning, and we have a schedule after that. But if you want to, I can tell him to–”

“Just tell him that I called, okay?” You sighed. “Bye.”

You threw your phone across the room, feeling frustrated that you couldn’t talk to your own boyfriend. You knew that dating and idol wouldn’t be a piece of cake. Before you got into this relationship, Jongin told you that the two of you wouldn’t be able to spend a lot of time together because of his schedules, but you insisted that you and Jongin will make it. 

That is why you can’t go and just say everything that you want to say to his face because you promised him that you would understand. But now that you think of it, you thought that maybe it would be better for you to date someone from your own world because your world and his are too far wide.


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