#〔 misc 〕 ⋮ — phone stuff.

[kimabutch]

So I used to have intense cooking anxiety, to the point of frequently crying and/or having panic attacks in the kitchen — and now I love cooking and it rarely stresses me out. In case anyone else is going through that same struggle, a) I’m really sorry, that sucks immensely and don’t let anyone tell you it’s silly and b) here are a few rules I’ve made for myself that have helped me tremendously.

Never cook while hungry. Ever. It makes me sad, tired, and frustrated, which makes me try to go faster than I should, which just makes me more sad, tired, and frustrated. I keep small snacks on hand at all times.

Abandon the oppressive clutches of time. Trying to cook at a “normal” pace was one of the biggest sources of anxiety for me, so I don’t try to do that anymore. The recipe says it’ll take X minutes? Fake number, ignore it. It take a million years to cut a clove of garlic? That’s fine, I’ll get better over time. Other people are hungry? They can have one of my small snacks. Doing two things at once is too stressful? Do them one at a time, fuck efficiency. I’m feeling overwhelmed in the middle of a recipe? Almost all recipes can be completely paused in the middle of cooking by simply taking them off the heat, with very little effect on the final product.

Look up anything and everything. The internet sucks in many ways, but it has also allowed me to search for “skillet” or “scallion” dozens of times when I’ve forgotten, without anyone else knowing. If I’m anxious about making a substitution, I look it up. If I don’t know why something’s taking so long to cook, I look it up. There’s no shame in it.

My kitchen, my rules. And when I’m cooking in a kitchen, it temporarily becomes my kitchen. I kick people out if I need to. I put on my music or stay in blissful silence. I know not everyone can do this one, but even something like putting on noise-cancelling headphones and asking people not to talk to me as I cook has been helpful in decreasing my stress when sharing a kitchen.

Repeat recipes. Making something I already know I can make is so much less anxiety-inducing than making something new. It lets me actually practice the techniques they use and eventually, to tweak the recipe (something that used to make me super anxious), and eventually go faster or be more efficient. Anyone who doesn’t want to eat vegetable fried rice once a week for a whole month doesn’t need to eat my cooking.

Hope that helps someone and good luck out there!

[ehnrat]

This is Sasara Clowning Hours

[oceana-official]

﹙ 📱 ﹚ ✶ ׅ let's catch a glimpse of oceana's gc..

well, if you think they're chaotic irl they're even chaotic in their gc... don't judge them okay!!... They just wanna know the details 👀 also,, group dynamics coming soon so you guys can know who's the tom and jerry of the group (not me acting like y'all can't alr figure out from this)

taglist: @stealanity @riikiblr @skz-libby (lmk if you wanna be added or removed!!)

[problemcore]

i am so cool (<- talked to someone once and inspired them to create something)

[tenrose]

Since I finally read at a higher rate with regularity, I'm really pissed that the thing getting between me and my books is my job but also I need that job to buy books, and you know food and pay bills but whatever

[edsforehead]

Does anyone else hate when they eat something with their hands(like a hamburger) and the smell lingers no matter how how many times you wash them?

[fithragaer]

Fanfic offer window has closed thank you all who read my scrawlings about my shitty vampire OC

[semothekat]

Just went sorting through all my pictures casue my 84843232 phone pictures and my 324098209484347283 ipad pictures got merged. And guess who didnt sort the phone pictures.

[vitos-ordination-song]

I loveeee this one so much but it’s never been released on an album and only has around 20,000 listens total

[technicolorxsn]

he is listening 2 my music with me :3

[misc-magic]

It’s so funny to me how often people think I Know Stuff.

They say oh I tried calling a completely different company but their phones are down or something and I can’t get through. Do you know when they’ll be working again?

Friendo. I don’t work for that company nor do I work for the phone company. I have zero knowledge about any of these things.

It’s always someone who talks to me somewhat regularly too. Maybe it’s just because I’m normally so helpful? Now they think I have all the answers lol.

I wish I did, pal. I wish I did.

[krownest]

very grateful that i am paying $40 including tax for 20GB of data a month

[goopsims]

U GOT GAMES ON UR PHONE? KIDS TEES!

HELLOO! ^_^ i feel like i am always on the hunt for silly, colorful tshirts for my little sims!!! i love all the pretty aesthetic stuff everyone makes for them of course, but i was definitely a child who wore a good amount of cringe ninja and minecraft tshirts, so this is for all the other lame kids out there 🫶

base game compatible!!!! all thanks to @pluto-sims's generous tou and his tomarang tees!! not required to dl but you should anyway for more cute kids shirts!!

24 bright colorful swatches pulled from misc palettes by @eversims, @teekalu & @ayoshi ^__^

WITH lots of graphics from @helgatisha, as well ones i extracted myself & a couple from @pluto-sims !

not much else to say i dont think but i hope everyone enjoys!! i love making cc for kids so this was fun!

download & swatch previews below the cut!!

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[tenrose]

Apparently there's been a massive breakdown on Microsoft operating systems but somehow it's never affecting my workplace 😔

[nectardaddy]

full throttle | sakusa kiyoomi

chapter fourteen | half - assed | 🏎️

masterlist

Dark eyes flickered up from his phone to the figure that exited the house, smiling gently as he saw the woman in a rush to make her way towards the car. Clicking his phone off, he watched as she pulled the passenger side door open and got in with a silly grin.

"You said you forgot something?" Brows furrowed in confusion, realizing that she only looked to him with a smile rather than scouring his car for a lost item.

"Yeah, I did," she confirmed, speaking through a nervous energy he couldn't quite place but certainly picked up on. "C'mere."

"What?" Confusion laced in his tone. Only for reality to slam into him as she leaned forward, pressing her lips against his cheek with a tenderness that made him melt. The feeling all together, he swore, made his mind shut off. Basking in the few seconds until she pulled away, leaving pale cheeks flushed and eyes wide.

"Goodnight, Kiyoomi," two words made it feel like his world might cave in at any second. Maybe it was selfishness, possibly flat out infatuation, but this time he thought about his words before speaking.

"That's half-assed," stated point blank, a smile on his lips that juxtaposed his words. Shock factor worn off, and confidence with the woman before him increasing by the second, he found himself diving head first into being utterly lovestruck.

"Was it?" She returned with a ghost of a smirk. Although she said her goodbye only moments before, she stayed put. Leaning closer to the man with her elbow now resting on the glove box - seemingly taunting him as she stopped just before him. A closeness he usually found himself reeling over with others, but craved with her. "I thought it was pretty clever, honestly."

"It's lame you didn't do it right though." A second passed where neither party did anything from the cheeky response. All he wanted was to look at her just a moment longer, to watch as her smirk pull wider, and read her expression. "I thought you were better than that."

"You're not fighting the asshole allegations very well here," spoken through a breathy laugh, a sarcasm laced within her words. Fuck, she's beautiful.

"I'll make up for it," a quip of a reply before he finally broke the distance between them. Kissing her with a sense of urgency, because this was the only thing he'd wanted from the beginning.

But all too soon did he pull away, cheeks burning but smile still the same. "You have seven days of not talking to me to make up for, Omi, kiss me again." A silly command, but one he wholeheartedly didn't mind. So he does.

sobbing this is the last chapter but I'll probably make some posts about the stuff that never got used

yn thought this plan was god tier, she got too scared to do it the first time she left

omi is just a cheeky asshole and I love it

bokuto was genuinely just screwing around on life 360 and SCREAMED when he saw him there

she used to throw parties in high school

omi made them all get life 360 so when they drink he doesn't have to hunt them down

they are all runners when they drink

taglist under cut (I'll still tag for any misc. posts I make!! but check out '88 Ford and Notebook Paper as well!)

@wyrcan @hilichurl-lover @neuviloved @mayariviolet @wqnsho

@chosugarplum @dontmindtheevie @ilyless @phoenix-eclipses @kitnootkat

@azuremyst99 @wolffmaiden @localgaytrainwreck @eggyrocks @plutosalwayslost

@yuminako @aliensstolemyheart @msameikanevaeh @chizunata @cherrypieyourface

@gra-eae @punkhazardlaw @iheartamora @whoislesiless @whosmarjj

@chemiru @whosmarjj @causenessus @yeehawgiddyup13

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Peewee

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Summary: You take your boyfriend, Joe, to your little brother’s first tackle football game. Your little brother, Tommy, has always been such a huge fan of your NFL boyfriend and both you and Joe loved how much he idolized him.

Warnings: So so fluffy.

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Imagine universe: None! (Misc.)

A/N: Joe isn't injured and the Bengals have a very late bye week!

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December 18th, 2023

If you told me a year ago, when I started dating Joe, that we would have to go two months without seeing each other, I wouldn't have even agreed to go on a date with him.

Joe and I had an… age gap. He was 27, with an amazing career and a life built for himself, and I was 20 and still in college.

He was in Cincinnati while I was in Athens attending Ohio University.

We had met through our fathers who were both on the coaching staff at OU. We had a family dinner together, and Joe was the only one of Jimmy’s three boys who was able to make it.

Joe swears up and down still to this day that it was love at first sight when he saw me. He was just out of a relationship and wasn't looking for anything but he says that all changed when he saw me.

Now back to the two months without each other. Obviously, we were long-distance, and it was the mid-football season for him so that meant he was busy all of the time. I had just gotten done with finals for my fall semester, so up until now I had been super busy with university stuff.

Today I would see Joe for the first time since early October, and I couldn't be more excited.

My parents were even super excited because they were the ones on the receiving end of my griping the past couple of months.

My little brother was also super excited. Tommy was 10 years old and playing his first-ever tackle football game today. It was my dad’s travel football team he was playing for. My dad doesn't trust the coaches at his school so Tommy’s not allowed to play there.

Tommy’s only request for his first game was that his favorite NFL player be there.

It was Joe of course, and he promised he would be there.

He didn't disappoint either, just as my dad and Tommy took the field, Joe texted me saying he was a couple of minutes away.

“Are you excited?” - my mom nudged me

“Yeah. I've missed him.” - you smiled

“Oh, we know.” - your mom

I glared at her and rolled my eyes before I pulled out my phone to pass the time.

“Look, there he is!” - my mom

My head snapped up and there he was in all of his glory. Joe was walking over to the bleachers while watching the field.

“Go!” - my mom

I jumped up and ran down the stairs, seeing my mom get her phone out to record in the corner of my eye.

Joe by now had realized I'd seen him and stopped walking to open his arms for me.

When I was within inches of him I jumped into his arms.

His strong arms wrapped around my body and he slowly swayed with me.

“There’s my beautiful girl.” - Joe

“I missed you so much.” - you

“I missed you more. A day didn't go by that I didn't wish I was with you.” - Joe

My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms were around his neck. I knew that Joe wasn't a fan of PDA but this moment was too good, and there were barely any people in the bleachers anyways.

“You’re not allowed to leave me for that long again.” - you

“Never again sweetheart. I'll take you with me if I have to.” - Joe

“I love you.” - you

“I love you too…. so much.” - Joe whispered

A few moments of just hugging later, I spoke up.

“Can you walk us up to my mom? I don't want to let go yet.” - you

“Of course.” - Joe chuckled

My grip on him tightened as he easily started walking in his usual loose-hipped strides.

Climbing the stairs wasn't a problem for him either with me in his arms, Joe was taking two steps at a time.

“Hey Joe!” - your mom

“Hey! It's good to see you.” - Joe

“I don't know if you can tell, but she's missed you a lot.” - your mom

“I think I picked up on that.” - Joe chuckled

Joe gently lowered me onto the bleacher and plopped down next to me. We always sat at the top so we could sit against the wall of chain fencing.

I couldn't help but admire how cute he looked right now. Joe was wearing light grey sweatpants with a dark grey sweatshirt and flannel over top of it. The white backward hat was the icing on the cake.

“You're so handsome, Joe.” - you laid your head on his shoulder

“You say that all the time, baby.” - Joe smiled

“Because I mean it.” - you

Joe looked down at me with a large smile and kissed my forehead. One of his arms looped around my waist as he pulled away.

“Well, you're pretty gorgeous yourself.” - Joe

Feeling my cheeks heating up, I hid my face in his neck. Joe would usually try to make me blush more, but he was enjoying the heat of your red cheeks against his cold neck.

My mom handed Joe a blanket to which he gave her a thankful smile before draping it over our legs.

“You warm?” - Joe

“Mhm. You emit a lot of heat.” - you giggled

“Good.” - Joe

“By the way, you're going to have to activate your muscles and carry my bags to your car later. I have a few.” - you

“I’ll start warming them up.” - Joe joked

My mom laughed along with me and I couldn't feel any happier in that moment.

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I knew Joe would cheer the boys on, but I didn't expect him to be jumping up, yelling, warning the defense when the other team was doing a pass play, and so much more.

This one time specifically, the game was kind of getting slow so I was falling asleep on Joe’s shoulder. My brother’s team got a touchdown and Joe abruptly jumped, waking me up in the process.

“Sorry, my love.” - Joe sat back down and pulled you back into his chest

The scene made me wonder about my future with Joe. Maybe one day we’ll be doing the same thing with our own son.

“I'm so proud of Tommy. He acts so maturely football-wise for his age.” - Joe

His statement sealed my previous thought. There will be a future for us, and maybe I'm right about us cheering on our future son.

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Come halftime, my dad’s team was up 12-0.

“Joey.” - you nudged your boyfriend, who was deep into a conversation with your mom.

“Mhm?” - Joe

“Can you get me some hot chocolate from the concession stand?” - you

“Of course. I'll be right back. Do you want anything to snack on?” - Joe

“Mm, no I'm okay. Thank you! I love you!” - you

Joe stood up and moved the blanket onto me more before placing a kiss on my cheek.

“I love you too.” - Joe grinned and walked away

A few minutes later, Joe walked back with a drink carrier and a paper bag in his other hand.

“What is all of that?” - you laughed

He handed me and my mom a hot chocolate before setting one down for himself.

“You said you didn't want a snack but I know that means you wanted one.” - Joe handed you the bag

Gosh, he knew me so well. After giving Joe an appreciative smile I opened the bag to find three chocolate chip cookies.

“There was an older lady up there selling baked goods so I thought I'd snag a couple cookies. You can have one if you want to, y/m/n.” - Joe

“Well aren't you sweet.” - your mom took a cookie from you as you handed it to her

My mom happily munched on her cookie and I couldn't help but laugh at my own thoughts.

“What?” - Joe

“You're trying to impress my parents, huh?” - you

“Well, I’m taking you three hours away for a week! I want them to know you're safe staying at my place.” - Joe

That's probably what I'm most looking forward to out of this whole day. After the game is over, I'm going with Joe to Cincinnati where I'll be staying at his house for the week since it's their Bye.

“Joey, they already know that. I wouldn't be going if they didn't. Also, I'm an adult I can do what I want!” - you

“Babe. I know you're an adult. I just don't want them to be wary because I'm an older guy.” - Joe

“Joseph, you're seven years older stop acting like you're forty.” - you

Joe rolled his eyes but I scooted closer to him and threw the blanket over his lap.

“You're allowed to want to impress my parents, but don't feel like you have to. They love you, because I love you.” - you

My heart did pretty much the exact opposite of the rest of my body and warmed deeply when Joe placed a tiny kiss on the tip of my nose. It was a signal that he didn't know what to say back in the moment but appreciated my statement.

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“Joe!” - Tommy ran out of the gate and up to Joe, who had his arms open for your brother

The team had won, thankfully and now we were all standing and waiting for the kids to get out of their post-game huddle.

I couldn't put into words how I felt when I watched Joe hug Tommy like his own brother. It was so sweet and I'd never felt so in love.

“You’ve got one good man, y/n.” - your mom

“I know.” - you grinned

My eyes drifted from my mom’s smiling face back down to my boyfriend, the love of my life, hyping up my little brother over a couple of his receptions.

That's when I knew Joe was the one.

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Authors note: the fourth day of Christmassss

Guys who is she… consistently updating like this…

This fic came from my own mind! 🤍

Hope you enjoyed! 🫶