also can i have a biscuit



Thank you so much everyone for 1.5k! It may not seem like a whole lot to other people, but to me, the support and love I’ve gotten from you guys has been huge. I never dreamed that turning into a positive blog would gain so much so quickly. So thanks to you guys, this lil artist is giving away one of my hand painted planting pots, plus a bunch of goodies from my childhood! Winner takes all, and winner will be randomly generated :’)

🌿Prizes 🌿
• One hand painted van gogh Starry Night planting pot (its about 4 inches high) plus a cute lil catcher dish for underneath :’)
• One package of hello panda chocolate biscuit treats!
• One package of strawberry gummy candy (they’re gluten free!)
• One package of matcha green tea flavored pocky!
• One package of botan rice candy!

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anonymous asked:

Do you have cooking tips for a college student who's about to start living in an apartment and has zero cooking skills?

Oh man, I could write a book. 

I think there are a few important general words of advice I would give, since otherwise I actually will write a book. This got long, so I’m putting it under a readmore. Readers, feel free to add your own advice, but remember a) please don’t overwhelm our poor student and b) do it as a comment or a reblog, since I don’t post asks written in response to other asks. 

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me: i’m an adult i can take care of myself

also me: sleep-deprived, suffering from multiple vitamin deficiencies, literally cannot remember the last time i ate a full meal 

🌺 Since I’m taking a mental health day today from classes, I wanted to share some of the things I like to do to take care of myself.🌺

note: Taking a mental health day isn’t bad and it doesn’t mean you’re weak. Everyone takes a break to care for themselves. If you need one please take one.

When I take a mental health day these are some of the things I like to do:

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“Ahhh got it!” Sherlock jumped up from his chair and walked around the room tapping his fingers together.

“About time.” You laughed walking out of the kitchen. He gave you a funny look and turned around.

“He’s a scientist. How else would he have access to all those chemicals and, AND know how to use them? Ohhh I got you!  To think you almost had me fooled. Ooo, I have to tell John.” The world’s only consulting detective, grabbed his coat and made his way out the door.

“Sherlock—halt!” You yelled before walking over to him.

“Why are you leaving so quickly and with no goodbye?” You placed a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow whilst waiting for an answer.

“I’ve had a breakthrough; I need to go get John.” He responded as he bounced around, ready to run, in the spot in front of you.

“Mr. Holmes,” You flipped his collar up like he prefers it, “All I ask of you is; to give me a kiss every time you leave, so I can have you with me in some sort of way in case something were to happen to you.” You ran your hands down his coat then let them fall to your side.

“I’m sorry.” He bent down to reach your lips then gave you a smile when he pulled away.

“Thank you– now go, the world needs saving Sherlock.” He spun around on his heel and began down the stairs. “Oh and Mycroft wants you to call him!”

“Tell him I’m busy!” He yelled from the bottom of the stairs. You let out a laugh and headed straight to your phone. With Sherlock’s newest break through, you knew he wouldn’t be home until later. You and Mary had gotten very close, so surely a girls night was in plan.

“Sure, I’ll be right over! Ooo, do you have my favorite biscuits?”

“Always.“ You answered laughing.

"Give me ten minutes.” Hanging up you noticed how you were suddenly craving tea, so you put the kettle on. As the water heated you cleaned up then waited for Mary to show up.


“Hello!” You heard a voice call from the front room. Walking out of the one you were in, you were met by Mary’s smile.

“Come in, come in! Have a seat. Would you like a cuppa?” You took her coat and bag and placed them on the rack.

“Yes, please. It’s colder than usual today. And to think our men will be running around London in this weather.” She said laughing.

“Ohh, I’m sure they can handle it.” You replied also laughing. You went to get her some tea with biscuits and were humming while doing so. You were thrown off when you turned around and saw Mary giving you a big smile.

“What? Do I have something on me?” You asked.

“No.” She answered shaking her head with a smile.

“Then what is it?”

“You’re glowing.” She smiled.

“Oh, we’ll thank you.” You laughed.

“No Y/N, you’re glowing.” She stuck her head out and looked at you.

“I’m not pregnant.” You denied her accusations.

“Y/N, I know a mother when I see one.” Mary smiled at you while you thought about everything that has seemed out of ordinary.  

“Oh my god.” You sat down looking around the room. “How do I tell Sherlock?”

After Mary went home, you took a pregnancy test just to be sure and it was positive.

“This is for real.” You told yourself quietly.  Just a few minutes later Sherlock walked in so you went out to meet him.

“Hey.” You leaned on the door frame giving him a smile. “Did you solve the case?”

“Yes, as usual.” He smirked. He put his belongings down and looked at you again. Instantly he knew you were hiding something.

“Did something happen today?” He asked coming closer to you. You placed your hands on his face and gave him a kiss.

“Let’s sit down.” You followed right behind him and sat in the chair John would normally be in.

“So I’m just going to say it.”

“Mhmm.” His eyebrow lifted as curiosity set in.

“I’m pregnant…” You let out a deep breath. Sherlock didn’t move. He didn’t blink. For all you knew he wasn’t breathing. You sat there uncomfortable for the second time since meeting Sherlock. The first being when he told you your entire life story with just the way you smiled.

“Sherlock?” You put your head down to look in his eyes. “Are you alright? Do you want me to give you some space?”

“No.” He answered, shaking his head slowly.

“Ok, well I’m going to make some tea.” You got up and went to the kitchen. While you waited for the water, Sherlock came over and gave you a hug from behind.

“Oh– are you back, Mr. Sherlock Holmes?” You laughed turning around with his arms still around you.

“Think of all the cases he’ll be able to help me solve!” The detective looked around in thought, then to you.

“He’ll? You think it’s a boy?” You smirked.

“Well my mom did have two of them, it’s reasonable.”

“Oh lord, if he’s anything like you–”

“He’d be incredibly handsome, smart and love science.” Sherlock finished your sentence for you.

“Look out London.” You smiled giving out a slight laugh.

“There’s a new detective in town.” Sherlock grinned before bending down to kiss you.

Speaking of that last post I think a lot about vampires being really put off by FOOD.

They just cannot. Vampires have one source of nutrition. It’s good, it keeps them alive, & they know how to get it. THAT’S IT.

- Humans eat EVERYTHING. WHY? How can that even be necessary?!

- Vampires constantly pointing to random things and asking a human if they eat that. Being oft dismayed by the answers.

- Vampires acknowledging that food is such an integral part of human life that it can be considered art.

- But also, “I saw someone pick something off the ground & eat it. Not like they dropped it. They plucked something off the forest floor & put it in their mouth.” Other vampires gasping like wtf are they animals!?

- Humans having to adjust their social conventions for vampire guests & realizing just how often food is involved in situations. Can’t really give vampires bread, or complimentary fruit baskets, or make them a meal as a guest.

- Vampires calling all kinds of food just one thing like biscuits.

- Humans rebuffing the apprehension when they get tired of it with “Weren’t you human once?” Only to get an snappy earful of time passed/memory retention.

- In a modern setting older vampires avoiding the hell out of supermarkets because sensory overload. “Why are there so many different breads? Like WHY?”


Jackson Lake State Park 
Orchard, Colorado

Sometimes you just need to get away and be outside. I spent the weekend camping, aka eating and relaxing and it was much needed. 

Things I would have never thought to make over the fire: biscuits, potato skewers, cinnamon rolls, and a giant chocolate chip cookie. 10/10 would recommend all of it. It is so fun trying new things!

Quote of the weekend though was from @seiflife - “I can taste the camping on these.” Despite the chilly weather, this weekend was great. 

I also have a solid list going of what I will eventually need to have the camping basics of my own. So far I have the tent on the left, a chair, and a sleeping bag. 


The Melbourne-born actor Chris Hemsworth, 33, will tell you that there is no better place in the world than his native Australia, and he wants everyone else to know this, too: Mr. Hemsworth, who is most famous for playing the Marvel Comics superhero Thor in the 2011 eponymous movie and who is reprising the role in this fall’s “Thor: Ragnarok,” is on a mission to promote his homeland through his role as global ambassador for Tourism Australia, the country’s official tourism organization.

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artistsapprentice  asked:

If you're taking requests, can you please do a myth about one of the primordial Greek gods, like Nyx?

I absolutely can, although maybe not Nyx, as she’s not often the central character in the surviving myths we have, which honestly does not do justice to her role as namesake of my favourite makeup brand. Instead, I have written about the births of Kronos and Zeus, because Nyx makes a fleeting appearance and also most of the gods are primordial (primordial douchebags, am I right? I’m totally right.)

If you don’t fancy reading about nubile oiled men, the importance of good table manners, and the origins of Wolverine from X-Men, feel free to skip by pressing J on your keyboard. Extra context and literary stuff under the cut, as always!

And the Father of the Year Award Goes to Absolutely No-one

Before the world came to be, there was something. We’ll call it Chaos, because that’s what it was called, but it wasn’t like, chaos chaos, like when you’re running late for work and the toaster starts ballsing up and then suddenly the cat’s puking into your shoes and your mother’s phoning to tell you that your father is actually your uncle. It was more of a chasm, like a kind of tangible nothingness, made up of the elements of everything which would later become actual stuff, like the sea and the sky and sprouts, which actually sounds kind of rad, except there was no-one there to appreciate just how poetic it all was.

Except one day, something just kind of happens, and suddenly there’s someone there, and her name is Gaea, and she is the Earth. Like, literally. She is what we would now recognise as a planet. Which is fine. Real women have curves, etc.

Now, at this point, Gaea is just kind of hanging around by herself, when along comes Tartarus, who is the primordial divine personification of a realm of eternal torture and pain and is probably really shit at parties, and Gaea decides that Tartarus isn’t really the ideal best friend. She really can’t imagine having slumber parties with Tartarus and braiding each other’s hair over all the haunting wails of the dead. She’s kind of happy to have company, but being stuck with Tartarus is sort of like when you turn up late to a party and have to hang around by yourself for a while until some white guy with dreads shows up and starts talking about capitalism; it’s slightly better than loneliness, but not much, and also it makes you want to drink more.

So, one day she’s like “it’s kind of lonely here in the middle of nowhere with only a torturous realm for company, this is like living in Wales and frankly I won’t stand for it,” and then bam, she’s not alone anymore, because the void has spat out a new companion and this exceptionally hot dude is standing there, and he’s butt-naked and all toned and curved and probably oiled, because this myth is from Ancient Greece, and Gaea is like “holy buttocks, who in Chaos are you?” and the beautiful man just sighs wearily and says “I’m Eros, and I’m literally here for the sole purpose of making people want to do unspeakable things to one another.” Gaea pseudo-frowns and she’s like “what kind of unspeakable things, because if you mean relentless murder and ceaseless slaughter, then honestly, I think that’s just in my blood, I’m an Ancient Greek deity,” and Eros is like “have you ever wanted to just lie someone down and cover them in chocolate sauce?” and Gaea metaphorically wrinkles her proverbial nose and she’s like “no, that sounds unsanitary and also I’m a planet,” and then Eros clicks his fingers and says “how about now?” and Gaea does this weird little shiver thing, probably dislodging mountains and causing tectonic plates to collide like bodies on a dancefloor, and she’s like “do that again,” and Eros takes a few steps back and he’s all “no offence, but I’m the only other guy here, and I’m really more of a peanut butter guy myself.”

Then Gaea is like “as fantastic as those few moments of delight were, what’s the actual point? Like, why is it so important that people get the urge to do unspeakable things to each other up against barnyard doors? I mean, we were both just sort of born out of the ether with no need for body parts rubbing and touching in any pleasing way whatsoever, so why can’t things just carry on like that? What’s the need for the horizontal tango?” and Eros just shrugs and waves his sculpted arms a bit and says “plot holes, no pun intended.”

After a while, other things start to appear, like night (Nyx) and day (Hemera) and the realm of eternal, unflinching darkness, known as Erebos, and eventually Gaea just gets tired of having all these things floating around her like One Direction fans outside an arena, and so she does the only thing she can do, seeing as privacy screens haven’t been invented yet, and she gives birth to the sky and uses it as a makeshift veil. The sky’s name is Uranus, and, as it turns out, he’s virile as hell, because pretty soon he’s impregnated Gaea, and she gives birth to Oceanus, who is the divine personification of the sea, which means he’s totally wet and basically hates conflict, and then she gives birth to Kronos. Like his brother Oceanus, he’s a Titan, which means that he is part of the race of elder gods, along with their older siblings, including Thea, Rhea, Hyperion and Iapetos, among others, because condoms haven’t been invented yet, and let’s be honest, Uranus is totally the kind of guy who’d pretend that he couldn’t use them for reasons of girth.

Then, because this family isn’t fucked up enough already, Gaea gives birth to three giant monsters, the Hecatoncheires, who all have a hundred hands and fifty heads and can also control storms, which makes me wonder why they cast Halle Berry in X-Men and not just a hideous CGI conglomerate, and then she (Gaea, not Halle Berry) gives birth to three more monsters, each with one eye, called the Cyclopes. When Uranus sees his six new beautiful children, he’s all “wow, those came out of you? They must take after your side of the family,” and Gaea says “technically, you ARE my side of the family, sonsband,” and Uranus is like “shit, yeah, this is probably why incest is frowned upon, isn’t it? Anyway, I think you should just put them all back, to be honest,” and Gaea is like “what do you mean ‘put them all back’?” and Uranus is like “well, you know, back up the ol’ pipe,” and Gaea is like “say ‘pipe’ one more time and I’ll shove something up yours,” nobly resisting the urge to make a pun on his name, but Uranus is like “sorry, can’t hear you, I’m too busy shoving these gigantic monster children back into your womb,” and he’s not even lying.

Obviously, this causes Gaea some Problems, and so she decides that maybe it’s time to get rid of Uranus. When he’s asleep, probably dreaming about changing his name by deed poll, she gathers together all of her children – the ones who aren’t currently rolling around in her uterus, anyway – and she’s all “look, I’m going to level with you here. Your father is a dick. I could do so much better. I deserve Ryan Gosling, not some dude who thinks it’s OK to use my birth canal as a storage locker. I need your help, kids,” and then she takes out this absolutely massive sickle, and she says “this sickle is made of adamant, which is a radical new element that I made for this specific purpose. It’s stronger than Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson after a meal of spinach, and without meaning to blow my own trumpet, it really is the goddamn poodle’s privates. Like, if I were to create my own super powered mutant soldier, I’d probably coat his bones with this shit and maybe make him some awesome claws of the same stuff, because this? This stuff is nearly unbreakable. It’s totally fit for purpose,” and then her kids are like “by ‘purpose’, do you mean that you want us to use that sickle on our father?” and Gaea nods sagely and she’s like “I want you to use it all over him,” and her kids confer with one another, drawing some diagrams and making detailed notes, and then they turn back to her and say in unison “nope.”

Except they don’t say it completely in unison, because Kronos, the youngest of her Titan children, pipes up like “I know what needs to be done, grandma-mother,” and Gaea says “do you?” and Kronos nods and says “I do. I know exactly what you want me to do, 100%. I understand your plan completely. I volunteer,” and Gaea places her hand firmly on Kronos’ shoulder and grins and she’s like “grandson-son, let us put our shared plan into action,” and Kronos takes the sickle and he’s like “you can count on me, grandma-mother, I won’t let you down,” and Gaea probably just groans a bit because she’s still full of monster children.

Later that night, Uranus comes over to Gaea for a night of nocturnal naughtiness, and he’s about to cock his leg in a jaunty and arousing manner and be like “let us kiss with tongues, mother-wife,” when he hears this battle cry from behind him, and before he can turn around to see what the fuck is going on, Kronos has leapt on him with this massive sickle, and then Kronos raises the sickle above his big Titan head and brings it down in a swooping arc, right on Uranus’ dick. Like, that’s it. He just cuts it clean off, severing it right at the base, then throws it over his shoulder like salt in the Devil’s face, and Uranus just starts sobbing and says “for a Titan, that really wasn’t tight at all. I knew that having kids would be difficult, but this just absolutely takes the proverbial biscuit,” and he leaves, because there’s not a lot else he can do, really.

When he’s gone, Gaea turns to Kronos and she’s just like “you cut his dick off?” and Kronos nods proudly and says “our plan has come to fruition, mother,” and Gaea rolls her eyes and she’s like “I was thinking more along the lines of ruthless patricide, but I guess your idea also worked,” and Kronos wrinkles his nose and he’s all “what kind of monster would kill their own father? Balls or no balls, I still need the old guy to teach me how to throw a ball, y’know,” and Gaea just rolls her eyes and she’s about to make some remark about how a good father probably wouldn’t shove his kids back inside their mother, when Uranus’ testicles, which have landed in the sea, start to foam, and from the dick foam this beautiful woman emerges, and she’s like “I need two things. Firstly, I need a bath, because honestly, natural childbirth has absolutely nothing on what just happened to me, and secondly, I need a dry martini and a nubile young man,” and Gaea is all “literally who the fuck are you?” and the woman is like “I’m Aphrodite, and I really want to just reiterate that I’m covered in dick foam, so can we keep this conversation as brief as possible, like three seconds max” and Kronos is like “go to Cyprus, there are baths there beyond your wildest dreams,” and Aphrodite goes to Cyprus and presumably bathes in bleach for about three years.

Meanwhile, Uranus, hiding away in shame and anger, mutters under his breath something very sinister, something along the lines of “I hereby prophesy that the end of the Titans shall fall very soon, as they are overthrown by their own treacherous children and punished for their sins, signed Uranus xoxo.”

A whole bunch of time passes, and honestly, what happens next is incredibly complicated and involves more birth scenes than a director’s cut of Alien, but in a nutshell, a whole bunch of gods book a hotel room with each other, producing generations of gods, nymphs and other creatures. Kronos himself marries Rhea, his sister, and the two of them have a whole bunch of children, including Hestia, Demeter, Hera, Poseidon and Hades. Now, you’d think that Kronos, having seen the effect that bad parenting can have on a marriage and indeed a penis, might be a better father to his own kids than Uranus had been to him. You would be wrong. In fact, Kronos takes fatherhood to new lows. Having heard Uranus’ prophecy that he is fated to be overthrown by his own son, Kronos takes a leaf out of his father’s book and decides that the best place for his children is inside their parent. However, unlike Uranus, Kronos doesn’t put them back inside their mother; presumably remembering how THAT had turned out, he puts them inside himself instead, and swallows them whole, barely even tasting them. Honestly, I’m not sure why he didn’t chew them first, but whatever. He doesn’t.

After her brother-husband has eaten five of her children, Rhea begins to get a bit fed up (and honestly, why it took five attempts for her to get sick of this shit, I also have no idea; clearly, neither of them are Parent of the Year). So, when she becomes pregnant for the sixth time, she finds her mother-mother-in-law, Gaea, and she’s like “look, I know that Kronos was always your favourite son because of the time he helped you chop off dad’s dick, but now Kronos is BEING a dick, and I need your help,” and Gaea is like “Kronos stopped being my favourite child the moment he copied his dad and internalised his children. If only he could have taken after his mother more, and been awesome and totally opposed to infanticide. Well, I’ll tell you what; that son you’re carrying is going to save you from a life of matrimonial fatigue, but you have to do a couple of things first,” and Rhea says “just tell me what to do,” and Gaea is like “you have to run away, give birth in a magic cave, and pretend that your son is a rock,” and Rhea just sighs and she’s like “honestly, my kids are probably better inside Kronos’ digestive tract and away from this family unit,” but she does what Gaea asks.

So, when Rhea has given birth to her son – whom she names Zeus, which is a name you may be familiar with – she finds a huge rock and swaddles it, dressing it in a fetching babygro with the motif ‘DADDY’S LITTLE FLESH CHILD, MUMMY’S LITTLE NOT-A-GEODE’ and hands it to Kronos. Kronos takes one look at the rock and says “this baby has my eyes, darling,” and then promptly swallows it whole, completely falling for the trick, believing that he’s swallowed his fifth child. Rhea, presumably wondering if Kronos and the rock have more in common than she first thought, goes off to raise her baby in secret.

After a while, yet more time passes and Zeus grows up into an absolutely strapping young god, all bearded and muscled and, most importantly, not swilling around inside Kronos’ bowels, and Gaea is like “OK, grandson. The prophecy says that you will overthrow your father, so the first thing to do is to make him throw up,” and Zeus is like “why would I do that? When dad overthrew HIS dad, he got to use a phenomenal sickle, and I just get to use a bit of bad ham?” and Gaea says “firstly, you’re right, that sickle was fucking sick, and secondly, your father never chewed his food, and you have a few siblings who are probably very grateful for that, although honestly they’d be a tad less grateful if they’d ever had to sit opposite him at dinner, rather than inside him,” and so Zeus goes off to find Kronos.

When he finds him, he slips him an emetic herb, and Kronos immediately throws up his children, all covered in stomach slime but still alive and fully grown. Zeus is like “hey siblings, I’m Zeus, and honestly, I will never fully comprehend what you have been through, but I hope we can bond over this experience anyway,” and Hades is like “I think there’s a bit of partially digested carrot in my hair,” and Hera says “no, that’s just stomach lining, but you do have something unspeakable on your shoulder,” and Demeter says “thanks for saving us, Zeus, but dad looks super pissed that you just made him throw up his children,” and Kronos mutters “and that great bit of roast ham that I had for lunch.”

Zeus just shrugs and he’s like “well, there’s this prophecy which says that dad’s going to look defeat right in the face very soon and I’m going to be the one who puts it there, so honestly, I’m going to just let him have this one. I’d probably be angry too, if someone gave me a prophecy which told me that my child would overthrow me and I subsequently internalised that child for my own protection and suzerainty, only to have the child break free from my body somehow. Boy, that would really blow.“

Glaring at his family, just about managing to speak through his anger, Kronos snarls “you know what this means, son?” and Zeus sets his jaw into a rigid line, pushes his shoulders back so that his biceps look particularly rugged in his favourite white tank top, and then he digs into the pocket of his skinny black jeans and pops a tooth-pick into his mouth, chewing it with a pensive look on his face, and after a few tense seconds have passed, during which Kronos is just clenching his fists and trembling with unspent fury, Zeus says “yes, dad. This means war.”

My other retellings can be found here; my mythology blog is here; and my Mythology Mondays Facebook page is here. Thrilling.

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Stephanie: How do you feel now?

Robbie, having just been electrocuted: Like I’ve been forced to eat pins…

Robbie: …And somebody’s got a big magnet.

Robbie: And also I’m on fire…

Stephanie: But otherwise, you’re…?

Robbie: Otherwise, I’m fine, fine.

Robbie: I do feel a terrible hunger all of a sudden.

Stephanie: Why don’t I get you some biscuits?

Robbie: Thank you. Can I have twelve?


I needed inspiration/motivation to continue working on a fanart of Shino and Eugene (which I stopped because episode 45 took a heavy toll on me, lol) while I await for my client’s feedback, so I took a trip back at S1 when Tekkadan had good times like these, and no one’s dead *cries*

Anyhow, I’ve been amused at this part because of the characters in background: Dante and Chad wanting to see a fist fight happen, while Orga, Mika, Biscuit, and Aki are just chill and going on with their lives. I never realized until now that Yamagi’s in this scene. And look at that precious worried boy aksdjfhjshdhj ;w;

I have also noticed that there have been shots where Yamagi can be seen next to Shino. It’s like it’s ALREADY being implied that there’s going to be something between those two.

Listen, do not, under any circumstances, engage in a gift battle with Bumbles. You will lose. Good god, you will lose.

@denialanderror is a monster and sent me all kinds of candies and COOKIES (biscuits psh!).

AND THEN!!!! All of these adorable, thoughtful things wrapped with ridiculously cute little notes on every. goddamn. one.

There’s a little teeny tiny cactus because mine and all my succulents are probably dead after all the shit going on at my house. (also note hubby in the background waiting for me to open candy so he can steal it XD)

This adorable owl scarf because she saw a post from FEBRUARY where I said I have a lot of scarves and she knows I love owls…

Okay I don’t even remember telling her how much I love Bukowski but apparently… And tacos! Guys, PSA, I think Bumbles has an eidetic memory and I’m terrified. Don’t tell her anything, she’ll use it against you in the nicest way and you will suddenly feel like a slob kabob for sending a fucking coloring book. I lost so hard. She’s a way better gifter.

You guys. You. Guys.!!! She found GOLDEN CHOCOLATE!!! because I said I’d only ever had those gross cream eggs. What. the. hell. She’s so nice.

Look at all of this!!! LOOK AT IT!!! She has lost her mind and sent me every candy/cookie/biscuit we’ve ever talked about and like 10 more. And all these thoughtful things! Like she had to custom order so many of these!

And when I said thanks she just asked if it cheered me up. Take caution! Bumblebee doesn’t fuck around at the cheer-you-up-care-package game. She kicked my ass. 

memprime replied to your photo “May is national hamburger month. So far I have eaten at least one…”

I love places where you can get burgers for breakfast.

Which in this case is my kitchen! That is all me, that hamburger. (I even made the biscuit the burger is nestled in.) 

reesa-chan replied to your photo “May is national hamburger month. So far I have eaten at least one…”

Does it have mushrooms?

It does! This is part of the batch of blended burgers I made. It’s lasted me quite a while, the mushroom really does stretch the beef.

Also note to self: have beef, must buy mushrooms. 

dignitywhatdignity replied to your post “Holá Sam! In the “foodie verse” what is Steve’s stance on meatloaf?”

Yeah, but… meatloaf cupcakes! (Possibly with an assist from Sam providing mashed potato “frosting”)

See, I think Steve would love to make meatloaf cupcakes, but they’re tough to reheat in the truck, and also I think he would feel bad having stolen the idea from the Meatloaf Bakery. :D 

spyderqueen replied to your post “Holá Sam! In the “foodie verse” what is Steve’s stance on meatloaf?”

the important question is what filler - breadcrumbs or oats?

I’ve never actually had meatloaf made with oats. I mean I’m like aware of it, I’ve just never eaten it. Hm. Might be time to investigate! 

timberwolfoz replied to your post “*shakes fist at you* Your description of otamatones sounding like…”

Link pls?

Link requested to the Strangling A Duck Greensleeves:

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I do have one and can confirm it’s the best way to make people hate you

I sometimes wonder how my neighbor I share a living-room wall with feels about my ukulele playing (being fair I never play later than 9pm or earlier than 5am). I can only imagine what they would think of my newfound passion for the Otamatone. 

Sickness - ( G.D )

SUMMARY - Reader isn’t feeling very well so Grayson comes along to save the day.

Requested by Anon

Warnings - none ( a little shorter than usual I’m sorry!)

You haven’t been feeling well all day, trying to listen in maths class was such a struggle when all you wanted to do is lock yourself in your bedroom and just sleep for a week. Science class wasn’t any better I mean dissecting a frog, You was nearly sick then and there.

Finally school was over and you nearly ran to Grayson who had came to pick you up. He lent down to give you a kiss but you quickly stepped back “babe as much as I missed your lips I’m probably gonna be sick in 10 minutes so could we hurry on home please” once in the car Grayson wouldn’t stop glancing over at you with a worried expression on his face “Gray, stop worrying I’m not gonna be sick on you” you giggled but his facial expression didn’t change “I’m not worried about you being sick on me Y/N I’m just concerned for you, do I need to go to the grocery store and collect anything?”

Your heart warmed at how caring he was “no all I need is reruns of the office and cuddles from my favourite man” you winked at him which made him blush. Once you guys were in the flat Grayson put the office on the tv and made sure to make you a warm drink alongside some of your favourite biscuits he also made you a hot water bottle so you would be warm.

It wasn’t long before you fell asleep with your head on Grayson’s lap whilst he played with your hair. He stared down at you wondering how he got so lucky to have found the perfect girl.

Okay so I suck at endings and beginnings 😂 anyways hope you liked it. My requests are open and feedback is always appreciated.
Also can we talk about how Hot and tanned the twins looked in their lie detector video? Honestly I’m still recovering.

Same Shit Different Day

I am freaking going stir crazy. I don’t want to be home. I want to be outside. I can’t wait for the wifebot to get home so I can leave. Why you ask, we have one car so I’m stuck here.

I don’t know why I stop working out. Seeing changes makes it so much more appealing. And it boost my confidence. Also, I wish I never let myself go.

Watching Rogue One……for like the 87th time.

Slammed this morning….staring at the ceiling this afternoon.

Biscuits and gravy for dinner tonight. Hashtag hashbrowns too.

I read they are doing a prequel for The Dark Crystal on Netflix. Not sure how I feel about that yet.

Dear @blue-kiko I have been defeated, you were right. Though I find the distinction somewhat discriminatory towards cookies, biscuits, pancakes, waffles, scones and brownies just to name a few. My gf, who is in full agreement with you btw, also explained this distinction adding further explanation about baking soda. So I am left with no choice as to grant you this victory. Congratulations.

Originally posted by leslie-knopes

spockfucker has ruined me with hot rebel spock so don’t even look at me I’m disgusting I’ve thought about things that make buddha need jesus

ok but seriously I never thought I could fall neck deep into AOS but here we are my ridiculous of SAFE FOR WORKING headcanons about space boyfriends here we go herE WE GO *SWEATS LOUDLY*

1) Rebel Spock AU where Spock is not only a hot rebel Vulcan but he’s also a hot rebel Vulcan TATTOO ARTIST hot damn are u feelin’ this can you even imagine Spock in a beanie, white shirt and black cardigan with dark red jeans and boots, hunched over a client with an artist apron around his waist caN U EVEN IMAGINE JIM GOING TO SEE SPOCK FOR A TATTOO RETOUCHING oh my god. Imagine Jim walking into the tattoo parlour and he sees Spock and starts sweating nervously like “bones, nO

And Bones is just like, “you were on the waiting list for 6 months you fucking donut, you said this guy was the best

And Jim is like “It’s fine ok nevermind Bones let’s go somewhere else anywhere else in fact at this point I’m perfectly fine getting my retouching done by a 5 year old with a crayon there’s no way I’m going to make it out of here without this guy noticing my mASSIVE BONER RIGHT NOW BONES NO BONES WHAT ARE YOU DOING BONES LET ME G–”

2) Domestic established relationship semi-married AU where Jim and Spock constantly have “old” movie marathons and argue which of the series is best - Jim continuously screams that Shrek 2 was better while Spock calmly and repetitively lists the merits of the first movie. There is chaos, everyone and their dead grandmother wakes up in the middle of the night, the Klingon almost surrenders to make them shut the fUCK U P, and next morning everyone on The Enterprise is forced to take a fucking stupidass verbal survey conducted by Jim on which MOTHERFUCKING Shrek movie is better. Spock tries to remain uncaring but is secretly behind every corridor listening and tallying the results.
Bones drafts a transfer request no less than 4 times Jesus Christ unbelievable

3) Imagine everyone on the Enterprise knowing about Jim’s crush on Spock like 3847507 years before even he did and they constantly tease him but he doesn’t get it like ?? ?? ?//? but eventually he starts understanding what’s going on and it’s like a giant !!! !! ??1!!! 1 ! moment for him. Everything would be O-K AND UNDER CONTROL IF THE PRANKS DIDN’T GET EVEN WORSE LIKE WOW. WAY WORSE
and one day he’s just running onto the bridge because Spock’s there and he has something dumb to tell the dumb motherfu ijkigjn attractive Vulcan and suddenly it happens
Literally no less than 96 condoms fall from his person like, they’re in his shirt and his pockets and his pants and they’re all falling at his feet and Scotty is biting his lip so hard it actUALLY BLEED S AND BONES LAUGHING SO HARD HE’S ACTUALLY CHECKING HIS OWN PULSE TO SEE IF HE’S HAVING A HEART ATTACK
and Jim just scrEECHING LIKE "I— Spock, these aren’t mine. I-I’m just-Listen Spock, I just, listen. shUT THE FUCK UP uhuRA o h my fuck. Fuck! SHIT! FUCK. I’m holding them for a friend just LISTEN–”

Smoller headcanons like:

- Spock and Jim live together and they get a cat and they brind her on the enterprise because Spock can’t function without her anymore jFC can u imagine, people on the Enterprise start treating the cat like she belongs to all of them what a fatass overgrown cat that would be
And also Spock eating a dry cat biscuit and when Jim tells him to spit it out he refuses because “I will not allow my feline to eat a single thing which cannot be consumed by myself. That is irresponsible and–”

- somehow they rescue a smol bby vulcan on another planet?? ? and bring him aboard the Enterprise and no one knows how what to do with smol bby Vulcan and so they automatically turn to Spock and he’s as clueless as they are but they figure it out
By the time they reach somewhere where he’s supposed to be dropped off and cared for by responsible adults they’re so attached. Everyone cries and Jim cries the loudest, even louder than smol bby vulcan. Spock promises to visit, bless

- Spock being horrible with kids and having no clue what to do around them but kids clinging to him nonetheless pls mORE OF THI S PLS

- Jim cutting Spock’s hair for him by putting a bowl on his head and cutting along the sides of it omh I’m cryi G

Im so sorry Im v sorry kill me

Pokemon Cafe @ Bugis Junction

A pop-up Pokemon Cafe opened up in Bugis Junction over the course of May and July. There was a LOT of hype since Pokemon Go was also released around then; a 5 hour queuing time on Open Day alone!

After waiting for the hype to go down for a bit I decided to check it out:

It’s being hosted at Everything with Fries, a french fry joint on Level 4 of Bugis Junction, right beside Eighteen Chefs.

Pokemon pictures to entertain you as you wait in the queue.

You can think about your meal(s) as you wait in line. There’re only 12 items on the menu, and they don’t come cheap. Still cute though. XD

My table mat and complimentary Pokeball coffee mug and coaster. There’s even a tiny Pikachu inside the mug! XD

There’s a photo-taking booth with Pikachu ear headband and coat to tickle your photo-taking senses. XD

I hadn’t had breakfast or lunch so I was STARVING. Decided to splurge on the Pikachu beef patty and mash potatoes with spaghetti, BnW Starter Pokemon truffle fries, Pikachu latte (hot) and Pikachu pancakes as my 2-meals-in-1 high tea session.

I was a little confused at the Pikachu beef patty and mash potatoes until I *coughcutupPikachu’sfacecough*

R.I.P Pikachu. You were delicious and juicy and WORTH EVERY BIT OF COIN. XD

I know I shouldn’t do it, but I just had to take photos of the other dishes. Some of the patrons were kind enough to let me take photos of their meal before they tuck in. Shout out to these AMAZINGLY PATIENT PEOPLE!

The table before mine had a Pikachu cold latte and well, I couldn’t resist. I like how the kind lady positioned her latte so that the Pikachu tail in the table mat kinda match up with the overall latte body. XD

Some guy across from my table had the “Magma Primal Gourdon” (the Pokeball in beef bolognise) and the “Volt Shocker” soda. Nice name spoof. XD

The same guy was nice enough to call me over when his dessert arrived. A Pikachu mini sponge cake amidst cotton candy cloud and vanilla ice cream. The tail biscuit was chipped a little but it’s still a cool photo-op.

After all that trigger-happy photo-taking and eating, it was time to look around the souvenir shop.

It was fun eye-candy, but since I only saved up for the food I didn’t have enough money for any souvenir. ^_^;

Except that complimentary Pokeball coffee mug and coaster. It’s still a cool find though. =D

You can also order Pokeball cream puffs (really BIG cream puffs) and DIY Pokemon cheesecake to bring home at the counter. Speaking of counter…

These super adorable fellas were there to welcome you and wave goodbye.

Overall, though pricey it was a one-of-a-kind experience. Today marks the closure of this quaint little pop-up stall, but the photos bring with them good ol’ memories of a truly unique experience.

Hope some other pop-up Pokemon stall will come by soon!


A little while ago, I picked these up at my local Asian market. For those of you who haven’t had Pejoy, it’s kind of like inside out Pocky! It’s a tube of biscuit with a chocolate center. As much as it pains me to say it, I actually think I like Pejoy better than Pocky. There’s more chocolate and to me it seems like the biscuit to chocolate ratio is better (о´∀`о) They’re also great in the summer because they don’t melt and become one mass that’s impossible to eat.
This pack was cookies and cream. It had a white chocolate center with a chocolate biscuit outside. They were yummy. I liked the white chocolate a lot which was good since you gat a lot of that flavour. The chocolate biscuit was ok, but didn’t have that strong taste of chocolate like an Oreo would. Overall, not bad. It’s not something I’ll rush to buy again, but I can see myself wanting them every so often (☝︎ ՞ਊ ՞)☝︎