cinnamon rolls 🤎
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MY OWN STORY!!
Note from myself: I am still very new to making stories, but this one that I have been working on myself made me very committed to finishing it and posting it on here eventually.
To Let anyone who comes across this know, this was inspired by Dabura and Tomoe from the jjk Modulo and ideas from The Hunger Games ect🙂. The story will probably cringe because it will be a rom-com with deeper/darker themes down the road, and im still not sure if I can make my own stories on here if it’s not fanfics, but all I will say is I hope at least one person will see it when I do post the first chapter.
Context the story/the blurb: In the year 2037, the planet Earth was evaded by the unnatural force not of this world. No one could stop the inevitable, not even the military or the governments. Over the 9 days that they raided to make the planet their own, humans were forced into captivity, or like the majority killed…
Over 124 years since those first months of invasion, things had changed when the dictator had passed of his old age prior to coming to Earth. There was an arrangement to somewhat coincide with each other but not fully live in peace. It had now been over 82 years since that arrangement passed, the now new alien leader of the Earth that made that happen was still cruel as the last, but you can say she knew when to set boundaries. Humans live in safe zones around the world that live side by side with the aliens where they’re in less danger of being killed but not fully safe from it.
The appearances: The aliens look exactly like humans, but the average high for them is 6'0 “to 7'5ft tall for full grown adults. have platinum white hair or very light pastel colors. They have horns, and just like a fingerprint, all of them have different kinds of shapes. All adult aliens have different symbols all over their bodies, similar to the patterns found in cornfields that range through holographic purple shade on black or pearly holographic white. The color of the marks varies from the alien hierarchy. Black is high power status, and the most respected and white is lower, meaning the average worker. The skin tone varies just like how human races change with their ethnicity.
The story starts with a young woman named Hina who is 24 and owns a bakery in one of the human friendly zones that she took over a few years back when her father passed away, he believed that treating everyone with kindness no matter what world they came from would make a better environment for all and she wanted to do the same. She works along side with her best friend Ordalaya, who happens to be an alien. one afternoon, a huge pale skinned alien ducked his way into the bakery, with the eyes of a predator looking to kill.
Oh my, I didn’t mean to write that much, but if anyone reads this, please feel free to give suggestions on anything I can add or if it’s to much information all at once please tell me. Lastly, I’m very open to names to call the aliens because alien seems so generic to say.
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Is there a reason why I can bake but god forbid I try to make actual food? Like why can’t I actually cook??
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11-03-2026
𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚:
Today has been different. I have felt happy after the stupid panic that caused me to miss school today. This has made me feel so good, but such good days are unusual, and they are never, ever perfect.
I woke up and took a shower, then had a simple yogurt for breakfast, as I wasn’t very hungry.
Without much enthusiasm, I got ready for school, putting on my uniform, etc. Already quite late, I calmly made my lunch. I had wasted an hour sitting on the couch doing nothing, and now I had to feed my useless body.
Without even spending much time on my makeup or fixing my hair, I rushed out to catch the bus. Outside the house, I tried to close the door, but I couldn’t. There was also a spider in the lock, which made me panic a little. The door was stuck, and I didn’t know what to do. Plus, my key was bent, and I panicked stupidly, because if the door broke, what would I do? I had to go to school, and I wasn’t going to skip it for a stupid reason. So I gave up and waited for a family member to come and help me with it.
I spent that time chatting with the guy I told you about yesterday. He’s a little… boring, so to speak. Maybe he lacks confidence. When my brother finally arrived, he unlocked the door, and I was glad I hadn’t broken it. But then my mom arrived and explained what I had to do, and blah, blah, blah. I felt stupid.
So much time had passed that if I left, I would be too late for school, so I stayed… So now I have homework to do over the weekend.
I took advantage of not having anything to do to do some drawing. I also wanted to cook, but I had to wait for the stores to open to buy butter.
My dad came over and fixed part of the roof, since we had leaks. He also fixed my key, so I don’t think I’ll have any problems with the door tomorrow.
I don’t remember if I did anything besides using the phone before I started cooking. But anyway, I spent a lot of time cooking, first mixing the ingredients, then taking a break to eat something, you know.
After letting the dough rest for a while, I was able to knead it well, so I let it rest for an hour. During that time, I drew and… I don’t know what else, sorry.
I was partly cooking this for my friends and for that guy I mentioned, maybe so he’ll trust me more. I don’t think humans are like dogs, but I think offering him some of my affection will make him feel more comfortable. Besides, I’ve been meaning to try that recipe for a long time.
I divided the dough into small balls and while it was rising, I made the pastry cream, which didn’t take long, so I had to wait. After half an hour, I brushed the dough with egg to make them look prettier.
And cooking wasn’t the only good thing about today, because I also discovered a really good Lana Del Rey album called a.k.a Lizzy Grant. I started listening to her recently. Before, I didn’t want to because I thought it was poser, but Lana really does have such a beautiful voice.
I used up the leftover eggs and made an omelet sandwich. Have I mentioned before that I love sandwiches? After dinner, I took the bread out of the oven, which looked pretty good.
I let the bread cool while I took a shower. It turns out that the pastry cream also cools down, so I had to add more milk to be able to use it. I filled the bread with this and then sprinkled powdered sugar on top.
My brother also made bread, and he put blue cheese and sauce inside. He gave me some to try, and it was delicious, even though blue cheese is quite strong, haha.
And now, ready for bed, I say to you,
Good night!
-𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔, 𝑺𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆❤︎
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No Prefs Bakery is attending Trigger QA Market (March 22) http://dlvr.it/TRRMth 👉timnathconnect.com👈
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Le Petite Four Bakery, Wellesley MA USA
~Review~~~
It’s so beautiful in here; a ton of natural light and the decor is veryyyy chic. The pastry case looks sooo full of goodies but honestly I found the actual items largely unappealing… a lot of very basic, very dry looking sweet treats. The playlist in here was BANGINGGGG, so hip. However it was playing so loud in there that it made customers talk superrrr loud to be able to hear each other, meaning I also heard them. (No complaints I loveee a little people watching/easedropping.) Also it wasn’t hard because there are 3 tables in there, which are 6-7 inches apart at most.
I ended up getting the spinach danish and mushroom danish both warmed. Neither were actually warm when I got them tho, they toasted the top, but the inside/bottom/fillings were still stone cold. So cold that I wondered how it was possible when they were sitting out at room temp?? Weird. Idk.
The latte was soooo good, so silky and not bitter. Small iced comes with 2 shots.
CREAM BUNN SO YUMMY RAHHHHHHHH
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Something about homemade bread with jam makes me feel like medieval baker. Baking to sell for a shilling.
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Just made these this morning, Soft Lemon Cookies 💛💛💛 I’m going to post what I bake/cook from now on💛💛💛
