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personally, i only found one recipe in here to try out, but i loved the general tips on cooking to achieve particular colors, tastes, or textures. there’s worksheets for figuring out your aversions that can also be used as communication aids for nonverbal ppl.
recipes all have their colors, tastes, and textures labeled right up top, so you know if it suits your needs right away. the author is autistic and has an extremely nonjudgmental way of writing about picky eating.
in a polyamorous relationship:
A is sick, so B and C decide to make soup for them and share their concerns on A's health
it's A's birthday and B and C are cooking a surprise meal together
all partners cook together and there's chaos in the kitchen
alternatively:
i see you struggling with cooking so i join to help you out
we both don't know how to cook but let's just try i've heard it's fun
i'm going to teach you how to cook because 'no offence but you're not very good at it'
we just want to try a new hobby together and cooking seems like a good option
we're cooking for a good cause (donation, etc)
we're a couple who are all about food and try different techniques to explore the vast realm of cooking
let's skip the restaurant and cook instead for our date
i'm dating a chef
kavetham | mild blood/injury, comfort (since today is his birthday)
Alhaitham is coming back from assisting Aether with a mission when he notices the cut on his palm, the moment he reaches for the door and feels a sting. He hadn’t paid note to it when the fighting distracted his attention, but now back in the peaceful silence of his house the wound was a throbbing annoyance.
He sighs; he pinpoints in his mind when he had lost grip of his sword and the enemy had slashed at them, and must have landed a hit on him. All in all, it was alright, as the mission had been completed successfully and without major issues otherwise.
He takes a clean rag from the cabinet and ties it over his hand, albeit with some difficulty; it would heal in a few days’ time and he had more important things to attend to, extra Akademiya work he had brought home to finish.
He had barely begun to, before Kaveh arrives home and comes to distract him.
“What are you working -" Kaveh stops as he notices the rag tied on his junior’s palm immediately. “Haitham, what happened to you?!”
Kaveh holds out his own hand expectantly, and Alhaitham sighs, he should have known his senior wouldn’t miss it, depositing his wounded hand into the blonde’s.
“It’s nothing but a minor inconvenience. I…”
“Haitham, shut it. You’re hurt.”
The rag had soaked through, Alhaitham just now realizes the cause of Kaveh’s concern.
Kaveh is already retrieving the first aid kit and unties the makeshift wrapping, and soaks a cloth in wound disinfectant.
“I don’t nee -" Alhaitham is cut off when Kaveh presses the cloth to his hand and it stings, quite a bit. He hisses in pain and jerks his hand back on instinct but Kaveh has a firm grip on his wrist.
His senior’s eyes soften a little at that and Kaveh strokes circles into the backside of his hand. “Shh, it’s ok. I’m almost done.”
A soft white bandage is wrapped around his hand; Kaveh’s pressing gently into his palm until the bleeding slows. It throbs with the pressure and Alhaitham winces, it was a deeper wound than he had thought.
Kaveh notices his junior’s arm is trembling, and he brings his spare hand to finger through Alhaitham’s ashen, waved fringes as a distraction.
Alhaitham opens his eyes that he had not realized were squeezed shut. He’s inches away from his senior’s face, and in the sunlight, Kaveh is so beautiful as always, and handsome as ever since their Akademiya days, and he finds he wanted to have him closer. He swallows.
Kaveh, finally satisfied with how the bleeding is mostly under control now, ties a finishing touch on the bandage, a neat bow.
“There, let me check on it later too…you never take care of yourself…”
He looks up and Alhaitham is as pretty as ever, teal and cinnamon eyes open and trusting only for him, the sunlight casts a glow on him and he swears he’s never felt quite this way about anyone before. And since when were his lashes so long?
Kaveh cups Alhaitham’s cheeks in his hands affectionately, and kisses those plush lips gently. He’s soft and warm, and he lets out a surprised gasp before he relaxes into Kaveh’s touch and wraps his arms around the back of his senior’s neck.
Alhaitham accidentally uses his injured hand and hisses at the sting.
“Haitham, careful!” Kaveh grasps his wrist, and tenderly kisses Alhaitham’s forehead.
Alhaitham feels a warmth in his heart. His work could wait.
clearing out a drawer for the other at their house
helping the other wash/cut their hair
filling the other’s car with gas
making sure the other is up for work/school
sewing a rip in the other’s shirt
picking up the other’s meds for them
changing the other’s bedsheets
telling the other’s parents/siblings how much they love them
being the designated driver for the other at a party
taking candid photos of the other
holding the other’s hand in every situation
helping the other with their homework
learning the lyrics to the other’s favorite music so they can sing it together
making sure to kiss the other before they’re apart
giving the other a bouquet of flowers just because
helping the other go through their old clothes and taking them to donate
buying the other’s favorite candles and lighting them before they get home so the house smells of their favorite scent
teaching the other a skill (knitting/crochet, instruments, cooking, etc.)
putting up framed photographs of the other in their room
hugging the other every chance they get
godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed
debbie and fiona - get gone
this is the full video of patti lupone breaking the sound barrier at the 1988 tony awards btw
Putting this here because this person is so right and there’s always more reasons to love Mickey and Nasha.
Also, the fact that this person name drops 2022 batcat and fiyeraba…yes. Yes.