Yesterday we had patty melts and vegetable soup that I made just like this and I’m eating the leftover soup right now. Do this guys, it’s so cheap and easy. Use onion powder if you don’t feel like chopping and maybe add a little oil. Just do iittt.

The only other fae/vamp crossover I know of, and like the exact same vein, but with more enemies to lovers

If people knew what a fucking atom is and how molecules are defined, at least a quarter of all health related cults like movements and scams wouldn't work.

"Ohh it's a different sugar than refined sugar" it's the same molecule.

"Ohhh my water filtering apparatus making beauty water and cleaning water and alkaline water" Water is H20. What you're doing is reverse osmosis, and if it's alkaline then there is a substance that's not water in there to make it alkaline. You can't purify water to a pH of 12, because pure water molecules have, by definition of how the pH system works and several phyics rules, a pH of exactly 7.

"Ooohh it has ~different~ sodium atoms." That's called an isotope and sodium isotopes aren't created by magic woowoo, and the magical ability of most isotopes is radioactivity.

"Low toxin" what toxin. Tell me their names. What are they doing. "They are endocrine disruptors" what part of the endocrine system? How? Do you have a source that doesn't try to sell you something?

"Just mix vinegar and baking soda to cleanse all the toxins of your fruits" you just created water molecules and CO2, and some calcium and acetate which don't have much chemical property. That's a science fair vulcano. And doesn't have acidic or alkaline properties to chemically influence anything. Just use tap water at this point. "My wood cutting board soaked in an alkaline solution from baking soda to clear out the toxins leaves a nasty looking soup" yeah because you were dissolving the wood with an alkaline solution. Congratulations.

"There is effective microorganisms in this ceramic bead and it can cleanse your laundry and dishes and prevent mold in your fridge and it works for years" what microorganisms exactly? How did you discover them? What are they eating? Are they resistant to 60 degrees and steam? Do they procreate in the fridge? Are they spreading out on all surfaces to prevent the mold or is it an air filtration system that works without airflow or is it just magic? "Put them in your flowers, they can reverse cavities, put them in your walls" what are they eating in my walls? What kind of microorganisms are they? Did you test the safety of those things in human bodies? Are they native to my biotope? How do they survive in those fucking ceramic beads?

"Just use vinegar it's magic" it's a mild acid. Like, cool, sure, it works for several things, but it doesn't have magic properties. It's just a mild acid. Lemon juice is too. And once again, if you mix it with baking soda, they neutralise each other and you get water. Which cleans a lot of things but you dont need to do *all that* to get your hands on some plain water.

A/N: Oops. This turned into a love story. Ah, well. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink, yeah?

Okay, so, all of them was a slight exaggeration. Most of them, however, are genuinely scared of her though. At first, I didn’t get it. Of course, officially, I still don’t. In my official article, all those years ago, I chalked it up to two things: they’ve seen her fight and we, the public, haven’t, and playful workplace rivalry.

The truth about Vanilla Cream remains off the record. The truth about Vanilla Cream remaining off the record saves people, and gets me inside scoops to other truths. The kind of truths I became an investigative reporter for.

Vanilla Cream. Ranked number 10 among heroes for how many criminals she’s caught- people who were convicted of the crime they were arrested for- as well as for the people’s favor.

Her powers are simple compared to the rest. She can fly and she can create little flies.

She’s bright and cheerful, and picked her hero name for how silly it was. Kids like it, it humiliates villains to admit they got beat by someone choosing to be called “Vanilla Cream”, and adults can chuckle at a dirty joke. It makes her come off as non-intimidating.

Allows her to be underestimated.

“My cousin taught me that skill.” She said, sliding me a whiskey. “‘Being underestimated is a good thing, Sarah.’ He told me. 'Allows you to move in the shadows as well as the spot light.’”

I sipped at my drink. I grinned at her.

The truth about Vanilla Cream staying off the record also keeps me close to my favorite person in the world.

Sarah Bean. The most wonderful, terrifying, beautiful woman I’ve ever met.

She has two powers. Flight, and what she and her cousin call, “Fly on the Wall.”

“Starman, by the way, is doing his best to care for that poor clone of his.” She said, gliding as she moved to sit next to me. I swear! She walks like a beauty queen. “I didn’t have to threaten him, like I would have others either.”

“Really?” I asked, sitting up.

“Really! I just said to him that the poor boy has no idea what’s going on. I asked if he could imagine being made into a world that will never fully understand you, and then being rejected by the vary people who should have loved you.” She said. “I didn’t think it’d work, but he hung his head row low and nodded. Said he’d take the kid in under his civilian identity, have him mostly stay with his parents since they’re much more equipped to help him than anyone.”

“Hell yeah. Good on him.” I nodded. “How’s Mrs. Mystery doing?”

Wife of Mr. Mystery, ranked hero number 2. Not a great guy outside of civvies, apparently. At least, not until Sarah spied on him.

“Wonderfully!” Sarah said, bouncing a little in her seat. “She’s actually planning on leaving him, according to her emails!”

Sarah always made sure to contact victims if it seemed they could accept help. It’s one of my favorite things about her.

“It feels good to help people like this.” She said with a little sigh. “It’s how I’ve caught most of my bad guys as Vanilla, and it’s how Sarah shows the people what corruption lays beneath even simple things.”

I sighed too. She was right, of course. Helping people like this felt amazing. That wasn’t why I was sighing though.

“Gods, you’re beautiful.” The words just slipped out.

She paused in her drink and stared at me, eyes wide. Slowly, she put it down. She put three fingers to her mouth in surprise. Then to her chest.

“What?” She asked, blushing.

I could feel my cheeks heating up too. Shit, I hadn’t meant to say that out loud!

“Uh. I, uh- I said you’re beautiful.”

“I- I heard that. I just, uhm,” she started playing with her hair, “uh, uhm, why? I’m not, like, glammed up or anything.”

I swallowed. In for a penny, in for a pound?

“Your passion for helping people, any means necessary is extraordinary, Sarah.” I said, my own eyes slipping away from her now. “I, uh, I really like you. Have for a while now.”

“Oh.” She said, staring at her drink. I brightened.

“Oh?” I repeated. I knew that Oh. That was the Oh she uses when her cousin guessed something that later turned out to be true.

'Bless you, Allen.’ I thought. 'I’m gonna have to buy you a drink one day.’

“Well.” She pushed her drink away and spun to face away from the island, kicking her feet. “Uhm. I suppose. That. You know.” Her blush spread. “Perhaps, maybe, I might… sort of. Ah, like you, a lot, as well.”