the fat spoon



Lady Blackhawk named ‘em that. She says one bite and you’ll be bouncing all over Gotham, too!!

So are these the greatest things you ever saw, or what?!!?

It’s a brownie!
It’s a cookie!


Tube of cookie dough! PLUS Box of brownie mix.

Cut up some candy bars. Try not to eat all the Nutella before you start.

Here you go: Put some cookie dough in a pan. It might not fit and OH NO I GUESS YOU HAVE TO EAT THE REST YOURSELF.
Life is so hard!

Follow the directions on the back of the brownie mix, pour SOME but not ALL of it on top of the cookie dough.

Toss a bunch of candy bar pieces on top. I used Snickers, Milky Way and Butterfingers because that’s what the girls had in their stashes…erm, I mean, that’s what I found.


Here’s where it gets super-cool - get a BIG fat spoonful of Nutella, right? And sort of…smear it…LIGHTLY!…over the top of the batter.


Use the handle of the spoon and kind of…draw a line through it. Pretty, right? I am an ARTISTE.

Applause, applause.

Bake for whatever the directions tell you. Eat more Nutella while you wait.

TRY TO LET THE DARN THINGS COOL Or owww…burnt tongue.

(Totally worth it, but ooooowwwww.)

Cut into ENORMOUS pieces and watch Huntress and Canary try not to eat them. 

(Full disclosure - Actual cookie dough and brownie batter were used here, but absolutely feel free to use whatever works for you!)


“Ready or Not: A Mix for Pretending You’re in a 90’s Film to Cope with the Reality of Going Back to School”

I’ve found that listening to the My Mad Fat Diary soundtrack whilst pretending to be in the show as I go about my monotonous daily routine has made the process of returning to school much more bearable (in a very poetic and romantic way, naturally).

Here is a collection of songs from the 90’s and also not the 90’s to help you romanticize the hell out of this otherwise strange and unpleasant period in your life.  Hope y'all enjoy xx

listen here



  • 18 refrigerated biscuits
  • 8 ounces breakfast sausage
  • 7 large eggs
  • ½ cup milk
  • salt & ground pepper for taste
  • 1 cup mild shredded Cheddar cheese


  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Grease 18 muffin cups with cooking spray.
  2. Roll out biscuit dough on a lightly floured surface to form 5-inch rounds. Place each round in the prepared muffin cups, pressing into the base and sides to form a dough cup.
  3. Cook and stir sausage in a skillet over medium-high heat until browned and cooked through, 5 to 10 minutes; drain fat. Spoon sausage into dough cups.
  4. Whisk eggs, milk, salt, and pepper together in a bowl until well-beaten. Pour egg mixture into each dough cup, filling each just below the top of the biscuit dough. Sprinkle Cheddar cheese on top of egg mixture.
  5. Bake in the preheated oven until eggs are set and biscuit dough is golden, 15 to 18 minutes.
Forgotten: Young!Sirius x Reader ft. Remus

Request: Hey could you do like a young Sirius black x reader please where like she and him have been going out for ages and she understands him having guy time so doesn’t mind him and the others having a night themselves once a month especially but when he then ditches her on their anniversary(him on a mucking up the days) she is embarrassed and furious etc and Remus is her best friend and finally tells his secret cause he can’t bear them being miserable cause of him pls?

Warning: none


Originally posted by crescent-bird

(Y/N) smiled as she put her finishing touches on the room, making sure everything was perfect. The record player in the corner with all of their favorite albums in a stack next to it. The room decorated to perfection, without being too much. She examined herself in the mirror and ran her hands down the front of her black dress, smoothing out the fabric. The tower chimed, signaling that it was now six o’clock and (Y/N) squealed. She slipped on the heels she had brought with her and headed out the door, setting her path to the Gryffindor common room.

It was her and Sirius’ one-year anniversary, and she was beyond excited for the night she had planned for them. She hadn’t gotten to see him barely at all that day and the anticipation was killing her. As she walked through the castle she was barely able to keep herself from running, so full of excitement. She rounded the final corner and headed up the stairs leading to the portrait hole. She was about half-way up when the Fat Lady swung open and Lily climbed out of the entryway. She gasped when she saw (Y/N), awestruck.

“Merlin’s beard, (Y/N), you look amazing!” Lily said, putting a hand to her heart in feign astonishment.

“Why, thank you!” she replied, reaching the top of the stairs and beaming.

“What are you all dressed up for?”

(Y/N) blushed, and threaded a lock of (y/h/c) hair behind her ear. “Er–well it’s Sirius and my one year today. I was just coming to fetch him for our date,” she explained moving toward the portrait. Lily’s smile faltered instantly.

“Wait, (Y/N),” Lily said, grabbing her hand.

“What’s the matter?”

“He’s not here.”

(Y/N) scoffed, her smile faltering as well. “What do you mean he’s not here?”

“I–well, he and James, and Remus, and Peter… they’re out.”

She stood in stunned silence. He was out. He’d forgotten. The four of them had always had their boys nights once a month for as long as she’d known them, and she loved that they did. But never had she imagined that he would possibly stand her up for one, especially on their anniversary.

She felt her eyes begin to sting, and she snapped back to reality, seeing Lily’s concerned face.

“Are–are you alright?” she asked, placing a light hand on (Y/N)’s upper arm. She smiled and nodded weakly.

“I just–I suppose he won’t be back tonight, then, will he?”

Lily offered an apologetic smile in return before saying, “you know they normally aren’t.”

“Right.” She felt her feet shuffling in the tight heels, and removed them quickly. It was clear she wasn’t going back to the Room of Requirement tonight. “Well, I suppose I’ll just go up then.”

“I’m really sorry, (Y/N),” Lily said, looking extremely guilty.

“No, don’t be,” She responded, shaking her head. “It’s not your fault.”

Lily nodded, and (Y/N) turned towards the Fat Lady.

Slotted Spoons,” she said, and the door swung open.

When she awoke the following morning, the first thing she noticed was the ache she felt in her eyes. She rolled over to look at her reflection in the small mirror on her nightstand and she saw that they were red and puffy. She wasn’t particularly surprised… she’d spent the majority of the previous night crying. But now, an odd sense of calm had washed over her and she felt rather numb. She made her way to the bathroom, following her regular morning routine, adding extra concealer under her eyes to hide the evidence of the previous nights tears.

She made her way down the stairs and through the common room, before feeling a pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind. She stopped dead in her tracks, but it didn’t elicit a squeal like it normally would have.

“Good morning, love,” Sirius said, planting a soft kiss to her temple. She looked down at the arms surrounding her, and felt the ache in her head return as she fought to keep tears from forming again. She pried his arms away and began to walk away from him, but he quickly grabbed her hand and spun her around to face him. “Hey, what’s the matter?” he asked, lifting her chin to look him in the eyes. He saw tears brewing along the base of her lids.

She pulled away from his touch yet again, crossed her arms in front of her for protection, and felt a tear fall down her cheek as she looked into his questioning eyes. “You don’t even remember what yesterday was, do you?”

“I–” he began as he frantically sent his mind probing for an answer for her. It suddenly dawned on him, and his jaw dropped open. (Y/N) scoffed as she saw his gaze turn desperately toward her. “Shit, (Y/N), I–”

“Don’t, Sirius. I get it,” she said. She backed away from him a few steps and then turned and climbed out the portrait hole.

An awkward silence surrounded the Marauder’s at dinner that night. The three watched as Sirius absentmindedly pushed the food around on his plate, a scowl across his brow. Remus looked down the table and saw the same scene with the girls. Lily, Marlene, Alice, and (Y/N) sitting together. No one was laughing down there, either.

“Alright, this is ridiculous,” James blurted out finally. “Padfoot, what the bloody hell is going on with you?”

Sirius didn’t look up from the plate in front of him as he let out a miserable sigh. “Last night–” he began. “I forgot. I completely forgot.” He ran a hand through his hair, trying to ease the pain he was feeling. “It was our anniversary. And I forgot.”

Finally he looked up at his friends, all of whom had jaws dropped.

“Oh, bloody hell,” James muttered.

“But she understands, doesn’t she?” Peter asked. “What with Moony and all, she’d have to understand why you couldn’t’ve been there–”

But Remus cut him off, “She doesn’t know.” Sirius’ eyes fell back to his plate of food. Remus had been best friends with (Y/N) for years now, and it wasn’t that he didn’t trust her with his secret. He’d entrusted his closest friends with the knowledge of his lycanthropy; the marauders and Lily… but (Y/N) had told him first year the story of how her father had been killed… by a werewolf. He hadn’t been able to bring himself to tell her for fear that she would hate him because of it.

But seeing Sirius this miserable… that he had forgotten his anniversary with the love of his life because he had been helping HIM with his “furry, little problem” instead of being with her… that was something he couldn’t live with.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement come from the group of girls, as (Y/N) stood to leave the table, food still untouched.

“I’ll see you guys later,” Remus said, standing up quickly to follow her. Sirius continued to stare down at his plate, but the other two’s eyes followed the tall boy with panicked expressions.

As he rounded the corner, he called out after her, “(Y/N)!”

She looked over her shoulder, and seeing Remus, stopped to wait for him. “Is it alright if I walk with you?” he asked. She nodded and turned to continue walking. They did so in silence for a long while. She had her arms crossed in front of her, the way she did when she was upset; her little protection from the world. And his hands were in his pockets as he fumbled with the words in his head.

“Sirius told us about last night,” he said quietly, peering into her face. Her eyes began to water at the mention of his name, and she shook her head slightly, trying to regain her composure. “I’m really sorry.”

A sad laugh escaped from her mouth as she looked anywhere but directly at her best friend. “Don’t be. It’s not like it’s your fault.”

“Actually, it is. Much more than you realize,” he responded, a solemn tone. She looked up at him, a mix of emotions on her face; hurt and pained curiosity dominating them all.

“How d’you mean?” she asked quietly, stopping in her tracks.

“I–” he began. His eyes began to wander around the corridor, not looking at her. “Every month, we have our boys night thing.”

“I’m aware,” she said, a little bitterly.

“But it’s not what you think it is. I haven’t told you this. I didn’t want it to affect our friendship. But I need to tell you something.”

(Y/N)’s mind began to race as he spoke, starting to panic slightly. It seemed like he was about to confess his love for her or something.

“Once a month, the four of us sneak out under James’ cloak–you know the one–and take a secret passageway under the Whomping Willow to the Shrieking Shack–”

“But that’s haunted!” (Y/N) whisper-yelled, amazed at their stupidity.

“It’s not,” he said firmly. People only think it is. We go there once a month. You know the nicknames we have for each other?”

“Of course,” (Y/N) responded. The nicknames were odd, and very silly to her, and she always refused to use them. She found Peter’s especially to be quite ill-humored.

“Well, what you don’t know is that there’s a meaning behind each of them. Peter is Wormtail. He can turn into a rat. James is Prongs. He turns into a stag. Sirius is Padfoot. He turns into a dog. And me…” he faltered, his voice breaking slightly.

“Moony. What, you turn into the moon?” She asked, scoffing slightly at the ridiculousness of it. But then it clicked. Moony. Last night was a full moon.

“I’m a werewolf, (Y/N),” he said. The words held such a weight to them, the pain they caused him confessing it… she could tell how much it hurt him. “They became animagi illegally to help me. To protect me from myself when I transform, so that when I do, I won’t be alone. And–and Sirius was so distracted all day yesterday because of me. I was worse than I normally am, and it’s my fault that he forgot.”

She watched as a tear rolled down the tip of his nose, and she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace. He faltered for a second before hugging her back.

“I thought you’d hate me,” he said through his tears.

“Remus, I could never hate you. You’re my best friend,” she said pulling away to look at him. “I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t tell me before though.”

He smiled at her, and his gaze flew past as Sirius rounded the corner. Remus cleared his throat as his other best friend approached the two of them. “I think I’ll give you two some time. See you later,” he said, squeezing her hand slightly before walking up the stairs to the common room.

(Y/N) turned to face Sirius, who was looking at the floor, unable to make eye contact with her.

“(Y/N), I–” he began, but was immediately cut off when he felt her hands wrap around his neck and her lips press firmly against his. She felt him stiffen at first from the shock, but almost immediately relax completely as his arms wrapped around her, pulling her tightly to him. After a few moments, she pulled away to catch her breath.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, pressing his forehead against hers.

She smiled, and looked into his eyes. The eyes she loved with her whole heart, and whispered, “It’s forgotten.”

cinnamon-roll-hunk  asked:

please do headcanons for chubby rich x jake im d e s p e r a t e

HOLY SHIT YES (although im just gonna put some in general ones in here too)

*Jake supports that all the way!!!
*Rich will flip you off and eat a whole family size bag of chips in front of you if you call him fat
*Rich is little spoon. i will fite you on this
*Jake always teases him about that because of how “”“"dominant”“”“ he seems
*Jake would wheelie (Jakey is in a wheelchair for these hcs!!) someone’s face if they made fun of Rich in /any way/,,, HE IS THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN TEASE HIM,,
*Rich always steals Jake’s Letterman and Jake is just >:000
*Jake calls Rich his ‘lil marshmelow’ and it’s the cutest thing ever???
*Jake’s nicknames are Jakey D, Jake Dillpickle, and J.D.
*Although, he hates it when people call him J.D,, he’s just ‘but I don’t want to blow up the school!! :(((’
*Rich will lift Jake onto the bed, and then climb in beside him!!
*Contrary to popular belief, they cuddle. A Lot
*Jake is honestly??? so sweet to Rich??
*He’s still lowkey a fuckboi tho
*Rich has no problem with that though!! It’s hilarious to him
*Rich does the thing where you bang on your stomach like a drum. Jake joins him in doing so
*It never sounds like an actual drum of course, but its really fun!!!
*Whenever Rich and Jake fight, it basically goes like this:
*bro!! >:0
*Bro!!!! >>:0
*silent treatment from the both of them
*They fight over really stupid stuff though??
*One time they almost broke up because they were fighting over the same cakepop at Starbucks,,
*In the end, they split the cakepop!! :>

Recipe to make Bangtan

How to make Jimin (by Jungkook):

  • One spoon of eye fat
  • One spoon of muscle
  • One spoon of thigh

How to make Jin (by V):

  • His shoulder’s are too broad, 50 cups of shoulder
  • 48 cups of moustaches
  • His confidence of his face 58425628492292 CUPS

How to make Suga (by J-Hope):

  • Hmm.. as expected cool rap! Lyrics and self composed songs
  • Suga’s sweetness that can’t be resisted~ Put a bit of cuteness and aegyo it’ll make his reversal charm, I like that put more put more
  • Helplessness

How to make V (by Suga):

  • Put some colorful hair
  • Put some handsomeness too
  • Big eater

How to make J-Hope (by Jin):

  • Put some cleanness
  • Make his face a little bit longer
  • Put some hope and a bit of playfulness

How to make rap monster (by Jimin):

  • Put some energy
  • Put some destruction
  • He’s a good talker, put some active mouth
  • It’s good to make him handsome, but it spilled

Graptopetalum amethystinum

My own personal Graptopetalum amethystinum was bought around two years ago and it was a plant I wanted very badly but the only one I could find was in horrible shape and was very small and each of the three stems only had 4 or fewer very very small leaves. I honestly had little to no faith in it, but I took it home and it very slowly started to get bigger and bigger and only over the past few months has it really taken until the past few months for it to get in a really healthy state. That said I was out the other day at the saw another Graptopetalum amethystinum that was pretty much identical to this one, but part of the fun sometimes is taking care of them and nursing things back to health. I like to keep Graptopetalum amethystinum with Pachyphytum bracteosum because they have similar appearances, and both are also incredibly delicate.

General Info

Graptopetalum amethystinum is a purple and pink, fat egg or spoon shape leaved rosette with leaves that are VERY easily knocked off. The stems are also very easy to break especially when the rosettes begin to get long and droop, making this a good candidate to be trimmed and rerooted regularly. Graptopetalum amethystinum, because of it’s large thick leaves, can go longer periods of time with out water because it stores so much internally, which is also why it’s easy and pretty safe for them to be propigated with good results. While it greatly prefers bright full sunlight, which encourages full strong growth as well as more intense and bold coloration it can also tolerate shadier conditions but it is more inclined to get leggier and then in turn fall over and break apart. Also if by chance this plant receives too much sunlight (which in most cases is not probable) it will turn a light soft yellow color before burning, which is your que to move it into a less bright spot. Graptopetalum amethystinum can also tolerate quite a bit of heat and cold as well, being able to recover from temperatures in the 20s°F, but I wouldn’t expose mine to anything below 36°F for fear of leaf damage. Graptopetalum amethystinum is a very aestheticly pleasing succulent that is well received for obvious reasons, and I would wholeheartedly recommend it to someone who has a bright spot for it where it can remain undisturbed and out of harms way. 


Native to: Mexico and Arizona

Height: ≤ 1 foot max

Spread: 1-2 foot max

Hardiness: to 20°F+

Light Requirements: Light Shade to Full Sun

Water Requirements: Moderate (light to average for succulents)

Flowers: Small and numerous, Light Pink

Other: Drought friendly, attractive coloration, VERY FRAGILE!!!!!

Species Classification

Kingdom: Plantae

Clade: Angiosperms

Clade: Eudicots

Clade: Core Eudicots

Order: Saxifragales

Family: Crassulaceae

Genus: Graptopetalum

Species: G. amethystinum

Me, when I hear people blaming Pokemon Go for people walking into traffic or off cliffs...

It’s like when people were blaming tv or music for killing. People make their own choices and do things on their own. Follow the main freaking rule… 

wow, someone got offended at nike’s advertising, surprise

as someone who also has fibro, exercise is one of the few things that actually can relieve chronic pain symptoms, which is better than going balls deep into opiates. (I used to kind of work out, but then i stopped so i feel like shit all the time) I’m pretty sure being fat isn’t doing any good for your pain conditions or feeling well either. (as someone who already feels a lot of pain in my joints, i cringe at the idea of putting another 100 lbs of stress on them)

yeah i should work out more this summer


Floozys I wanted to show you my kitties! Meet the newest addition to my cat family, a little calico named Wednesday. Oliver is the tuxedo cat (very classy fat boy/big spoon), and Six is the grey and white floofer with extra toes. (pls ignore my messy house).

anonymous asked:

Boiled ground beef?

A couple of other people asked about this too :D 

I used to cook crumbled ground beef – for sloppy joe or to mix into pasta sauce or whatnot – the same way I think most people do: heat in a frying pan, stirring and turning with a spatula, then drain off the fat and scoop out the beef. But someone mentioned to me that you can get the same effect with boiling, which gets rid of more of the fat (the water floats it away, in theory).

I wasn’t so interested in like, eking that LAST LITTLE SPOONFUL of fat out, especially since I buy pretty lean beef anyway, but I am always interested in new cooking techniques, so I gave it a try. I got a pound of ground beef, broke it up into bits while the water boiled, scooped it all into the water, and then stirred it.


The beef cooks in like five minutes, and you’re stirring rather than turning and chopping, which is a bit easier on the arm. You can also cook a lot more at once – my frying pan doesn’t handle two pounds of beef super well, and it would have taken a long time to cook, but my normal-sized saucepan half-full of water handles it more or less fine and very quickly. 

Then, once the beef is cooked, you just dump the pot into a colander, stir the beef around a bit to get the last of the water out, and you’re done. So I’ve been doing that instead of pan-frying for about six months, I think. I haven’t noticed a change in flavor, though admittedly mostly my beef goes into sauces, but there’s no texture change either. 

Anyway, I’ve experimented with using boiling broths of various kinds instead of just water, and plopping a big spoonful of yellow miso into the water while it heats and stirring that around gives the beef some nice mild seasoning.