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I tag @ele-millennial-weirdo.

people in fanfiction are so good at identifying v specific smells. I literally struggle to identify vanilla when I’m sniffing a candle labelled “VANILLA” how are these kids getting woodsmoke, rain, mint, and a whiff of byronic despair from a fuckin tshirt

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Cinnamon Buns

You and Thrawn make some Cinnamon buns

You are sitting in your apartment drinking some caff, you patiently waiting for your partner Thrawn to get home from the Navy base. It’s so exciting to have him home even if it’s just for a short period of time. The food you two could eat together then it hits you. Cinnamon buns!

Yes, they are slightly more complicated than crepes but it would be amazing. The idea of teaching Thrawn to cook and bake is quite nice. For once you can teach him some things. You can’t help but smile as you drink your caff.

Suddenly there is a knock on the door, you get up and rush over to the front door. Opening it you see your partner Thrawn standing in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Ch’ eo Vir,” Thrawn says with a slight blush on his face. You smile and kiss his cheek.

“Thank you, my love,” You say happily as you take the bouquet and then pull him inside. “My love, guess what we are making today!” you say excitedly and Thrawn gives a rare small smile.

“I do not know, what is it this time? And as I thought you might want to cook something,” Thrawn says slightly happy yet curious. You smile and hug him tightly then move away with your back turned to him.

“We are baking today. We are making some cinnamon buns,” You say excitedly turning to him. And He seems happy to see you happy. “It’s going to be so fun!” you add and Thrawn nods his head.

But you notice that he has a slightly worried look on his face. “Don’t worry, my love, we are going to follow a recipe,” you say comfortingly and this seems to calm him slightly.

You walk over to the kitchen to begin working on the Mise en place for the cinnamon buns. Thrawn just watches silently and you give him the task of making the filling for the cinnamon buns. He smiles slightly sheepishly and begins making the filling while you work on the dough.

“Ch’ eo Vir, have you ever thought of marriage?” Thrawn asks suddenly and you look at him confused this was rather sudden.

“Of course, I’d marry you, there is no one else in the whole galaxy who compares to you,” You say honestly, the idea makes you blush. Was he going to ask you to marry him, someday? You turn your focus back to the dough.

Thrawn remains quiet as he starts working on the filling then he spills the cinnamon all over the counter. “Oh dear,” he says and you shake your head slightly amused and hug him. You start helping him clean up the cinnamon. “I’m sorry, Ch’ eo Vir,” Thrawn apologizes and you shake your head.

“It happens, besides, what’s the point of baking if you don’t make a bit of a mess,” You say jokingly which gets a smile from him. You both finish cleaning up the cinnamon and then the timer for the dough goes off.

You start to spread out the dough and you carefully help him make filling and he seems rather happy to have your help. Thrawn starts to spread the filling on the dough. You watch him and he seems to having a good time. Once he is done you both roll it up and cut the dough into individual pieces and put them in the pan you set aside for this.

As you go to put them in the oven Thrawn begins cleaning up the rest of the kitchen. You already preheated the oven to the right temperature. You place them in and help Thrawn clean the mess you two made in the kitchen.

“Ch’ eo Vir, I …” Thrawn starts but he seems hesitant, you look at him and place a hand on his shoulder comfortingly and give him the same comfort in your smile.

“My love, I love you, what is the matter?” You ask him and he lets out a breath you think he didn’t know he was holding. He looks at you a slightly fearful look in his eyes.

“I don’t want to lose you, Ch’eo Vir, and I don’t know how much longer I can take being away from you,” He says his voice cracking ever so slightly. You hug him tightly and kiss him on the lips.

“Thrawn I would never leave you for someone else,” You say honestly and the idea of him ever becoming M.I.A or K.I.A made you want to stay by his side even more. “I always fear that you’ll never come home one day, and I want to stay beside you no matter what.” You add with a worried look.

Thrawn seems speechless and hugs you back just as tightly. “I always fear never coming home to your warm embrace,” He says honestly and kisses your forehead. The two of you stand there and then separate and go back to cleaning. Once you both finish you sit on the couch and cuddle. Then you remember something your great-grandmother gave you when you were little. You get up rush over to your room and take out the old ring. It looks to be Thrawn’s size and you hide it behind your back.

You slowly walk back out of your room and he looks at you confused. Before he can ask you take out the ring and take a knee before him. “Thrawn, will you marry me?” You ask and he seems shocked but smiles slightly.

“I will if you will marry me?” he says and takes a knee before you and takes out a small box he opens it and inside it is an extremely beautiful ring, it’s clearly custom-made just for you. You can’t help but hug him and then kiss him.

“Yes!” You say happily and he kisses back and lifts you up. You both slip the rings on each other’s hands and then the timer for the cinnamon buns goes off. You rush over and pull them out.

Both of you decide to make the icing together, but Thrawn accidentally adds a little too much vanilla. But honestly, it didn’t matter, it’s a nice icing regardless and it complimented the cinnamon buns rather well.

You both eat two cinnamon buns each and then put the rest away for later. Thrawn kisses you on the cheek and smiles. “Where did you get this ring?” he asks and you smile at him.

“It’s a family heirloom, from my great-grandmother,” you say honestly and hug him tightly. Thrawn mutters something in his native tongue. You didn’t understand but you liked hearing him speak his native tongue.

As you two begin talking about possible wedding ideas his commlink goes off and he is called in for work. “We shall plan later,” Thrawn promises

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Crêpes

You and Thrawn make some Crêpes and you learn Thrawn can't cook.

The cool air is quite nice since it’s becoming spring, the nice cool air is better than the bitter cold of winter air. You stand outside on your balcony with a nice warm cup of caff. It’s difficult to wipe the smile from your face as today is the day you get to cook with none other than your love, Thrawn.

You are slowly sipping your caff you think of what you could possibly make today. Suddenly it hits you, Crêpe! You and Thrawn could make crepes, they are so versatile, they can be sweet or savoury. Plus it’s simple!

As you think of all the crépes you could make with Thrawn. Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. Excitedly you put the cup of caff down and rush over to the door. You stop take a few calming breaths and open the door.

“Hello, my love,” You greet him happily and give him a giant hug. He chuckles and hugs you back gently. “Hello, Ch'eo vir,” He greets back softly. Backing away you take his hand and pull him into the apartment.

“I assume you want us to cook today,” Thrawn says with a small smile on his face. You smile brightly and nod your head. “What is it that you have in mind?” He asks, you notice that he’s looking at your discarded caff.

He walks into the kitchen and waits for you to join him. You walk over and kiss his cheek. “I think we should make Crêpes,” You declare to him and he nods his head. “I have had Crêpes but I have never made them, Ch'eo vir,” He says calmly yet curiously.

“Well, Today is your lucky day!” You add happily while you take out the ingredients and make sure that you have everything. “I have a recipe if you need it,” You say and take out an old recipe book. Thrawn nods his head and carefully watches you with an expression that you don’t recognize. 

Looks as though he is hesitant to cook. You smile and offer your hand to him. “Come on, my love, it’s just Crêpes,” You say comfortingly he seems to relax a little. You quietly watch as he reads the recipe. 

You begin to measure some of the ingredients. You turn and see him beginning to measure the rest of the ingredients. “Put them in separate things then we’ll mix them together,” You explain before Thrawn just throws everything into one bowl. He frowns but follows your instructions.

Once you have your Mise en place for the Crêpes. You carefully preheat the stovetop and place two pans on them. “Okay, now we combine the ingredients, following the recipe,” You explain and Thrawn seems slightly hesitant again. You gently put your hand on his shoulder.

“You can do this,” You say comfortingly he nods his head and his confidence is back on his face. As the two of you mix the batter together, you end up making a slight mess as Thrawn boops your nose with batter on his finger and you try to get him back. After a few seconds, you both stop and end up laughing at each other covered in batter.

“We should make the Crêpes,” You say childishly and Thrawn nods his head. As carefully cook your Crêpes you smell something burning, you quickly turn and see Thrawn burning his Crêpes “THRAWN!” You scream in shock turn down the heat of his burner and take the pan off the heat. He looks at you rather confused.

“Did I do it wrong, Ch'eo vir?” He asks and you sigh heavily. “My love you need to keep it on low to medium heat,” You explain calmly and he tilts his head in confusion.

“I thought all things were cooked on high heat?” Thrawn says rather innocently and you smile at him and shake your head. He has no idea how to cook Crêpes. “Thrawn, crêpes are something you cook on low to medium heat, plus they are rather thin because they are made with a batter so they cook rather quickly,” You explain calmly.

Thrawn nods his head. “My apologies,” He says looking away slightly as though he is embarrassed. You place your hand under his chin and make him look at you. “It’s okay, mistakes happen, my love,” you say with a feeble smile. He smiles back with his own feeble smile.

“Now come on, I’ll teach you,” You offer and he nods his head. You take some batter carefully put it in the pan and swirl it around till the bottom is covered, you wait for a few seconds and then carefully flip it over and let the other side cook you transfer it to a plate.

You look at Thrawn and see that he’s observing carefully as though he’s observing an art piece.

“Okay, we have two Crêpe,” You say, he nods his head and begins making the Crêpes the same way you did. After a few minutes, you guys have two plates stacked with Crêpes.

“How do you make them sweet?” Thrawn asks looking at you with a slight smile. You move to the fridge and take out some fruits and berries, along with some whipped cream. He smiles and you both start making different types of sweet crépes.

After you and Thrawn finish making two Crêpes each, you put the rest of the Crêpes away. You suddenly feel Thrawn’s arms around your waist. “Ch'eo vir, come eat before I eat your crêpes,” Thrawn whispers in your ear and lets go of you.

You quickly turn around and pout at him. “You wouldn’t!” You say jokingly and he smiles and passes you your crépes. “You don’t know,” He says teasingly. You take your plate and begin eating your Crêpes. Thrawn sits beside you and he starts eating his Crêpes.

When you both finish he looks at you with a smile. “Thank you for teaching me how to make Crêpes,” He thanks calmly but also sweetly and you kiss his cheek again. “No problem my love,” You say happily.

He kisses you on the cheek. “I like Crêpes but I bet you are sweeter,” He whispers and swiftly stands up. You stare at him for a few seconds before you swiftly follow him to your room.

Per the vote I have started cooking up something... Tasty.