[lonk]

prompt 12 - what is your kalon's favorite food, and why?
scrimine - 350 words

vanilla cupcakes.
she was an imposing figure. the royal inventor. certainly not someone to mess with- if you looked at her the wrong way, she could send guards flying to your door to report you for 'treason', or something of the sort. it'd happened once before, they said.
or... something like that.
scrimine binghurst hurried down the village street, almost tripping on her long, black skirt. it wasn't often she went out in public. the woman usually kept herself inside, and it showed. she looked like a ghost skittering across the cobbled road, and those who were out as late as her inched away as she passed by.
the shop that she made her way to was small, and nothing out of the oridinary. her presence wasn't unwelcome here, though- the bakery was empty. the display cases were full of sweets, but nobody was at the register. taking a breath in and reliving the past, she run the small bell on the counter.
mr. genley was even older than she had remembered. the frail man had been the sole employee of the bakery, genley's, for as long as she could remember. her mother would come home with a box full of goodies once in a while when she was young, and taking in a breath, her memories seemed vivid.
the old man looked up at her and smiled.

she left the bakery with a box, same as the one she remembered. it'd been years since she'd been to the bakery, but god if she didn't have cravings. scrimine had been here with her friends a while back, but regardless, it still felt like forever.
after making some small, awkward conversation with genley, she was in and out fast. and now, with the box of vanilla cupcakes in her hands, she felt relieved. scrimine wasn't one to make small talk, but at least she managed to remain civil.
her calm would go down the drain when she got home, though, and as she'd take a bite out of her first cupcake, she'd drown in nostalgia for the better times.

[mackstarr]

PROMPT 12
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Nymphaea

Nymph's favorite food is raspberry tarts. She has fond memories of sneaking extras of these off the picnic table during her family's summer parties, only to be caught later with red stains around her mouth. They remind her of summer and happy times and she always orders them at restaurants if they are on the menu. However, nothing beats her mother's tart recipe and she has been told it will be passed onto her one day when she is a bit older and as her mom jokingly tells her, when she has the self-restraint not to make them for herself every day.

[Softballpup12]

Prompt 12:
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Takes place from the perspective of my kalon Jupiter, in a fantasy AU. Features NPCs of Jupiter's Mom, Dad, and two siblings.
253 words

The familiar smell of boiling greens filled the room as Jupiter tracked her muddy paws into the hut. Internally, she groaned. She knew it was all they’d had available since the buffalo herd migrated, but she couldn’t help but become exhausted of the salted, soggy leaves they had every night. Apparently, today was no different. As her family sat down around the campfire and steaming pot, her mom cleared her throat quietly.

“Children, your dad and I picked up some spices at the store today, and we’d like you all to try a few and see which you like, since we’ve been given a slightly higher salary for the month and can now afford to pick up two shakers of spices each month. We know you’ve been very patient with the food choices recently, so we’d like your input.” She announced, inciting a cheer and victory wrestling match from the three kits on the floor. The mother allowed herself a small smile and passed out the packets of samples.

Jupiter sprinkled the bright reds and yellows and browns and grays onto sections of her greens and mixed quickly, excitedly lifting the fork to her mouth. She quickly took a bite and swallowed happily, enjoying the flavor with great fervor.

To this day, spices are her favorite aspect of food. They remind her of that happy day in which her family laughed more than ever, and she still loves to mix and match the colorful blends she comes across while she’s traveling the world.

[King Andre]

day 12
characters: andre
word count: 203
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Bread, cheese, sauce and any choice of toppings (aside from pineapples), what is there not to love? Andre's favorite food and arguably favorite thing in the universe (aside from soy) is undoubtedly pizza. Why? Because he reasons its the world's best food. His opinion of the cuisine was largely influenced by his parents who both hail from new york, naturally pizza was something ate regularly, and he grew a fondness for it. Pizza, to him, is a food that he believes everyone should and can love.

Pizza can come in many different forms in terms of it's creation. The crust can be thick and large, perhaps stuffed with delicious cheese and made with many different types of bread. Or it can be thin, in the style of a californian pizza, in which case the focus of the pizza would then be it's toppings. Fish, pepperoni, vegetables or fruits (as long as its not freaking pineapples), seasons and condiments. Pizza can be made to fit any person individual taste or preference, its literally perfect. When he's sad, pizza lifts his spirits, when he's happy, pizza compliments his mood perfectly, pizza is something he's lucky to have, and he wishes everyone could feel the same.

[Vanillasaur]

Prompt 12--


"Time for lunch~"
///pleas don't kill me it's running joke between Arian and Ciro, the poor chicken's owner

[MotherMother]

Day 12 art prompt
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[Ph.D]

Prompt 12 art
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[lovage]

prompt 12; naomi

"about everyone asks that old question! foosd isn't as great as sweets."

food is something that naomi thinks is blank, but she would choose a sweet over anything else any day.

[Kyar]

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Kyar - Prompt 12 - Araddus - 192 words

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“My favorite food? I guess I don’t... I don’t really have one.”

The kalon frowns, shifting in his seat. Silence. His eyes meet yours again, just for an instant.

“No, I... I guess I do,” he corrects, clearing his throat. He sits up straighter, sighs.

“It’s beef. Beef was... you know. It was a big deal when we were kids. My mother couldn’t afford beef. My father was almost never around.

“Our next door neighbors were farmers. They had a bit of cattle, and... well. It doesn’t sound great in hindsight. We probably could’ve ended up pretty sick. But the cattle that got sick, well... before they got too weak, but he knew they weren’t getting better, he’d slaughter. And it didn’t keep long at all. It was already bad, if you think about it.

“Anyway. He’d give us some. It wasn’t much. Most of the houses down the way got a little bite. It was nice, though. You know. My mother would cook it down to a rock, since we didn’t want to catch anything from the tainted meat. Still. It was better than cabbages.”

He falls quiet again.

“Yeah. Beef.”

[womp womp]

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