#BBQ with friends

[theshadowrealmitself]

I like to think that Vulcans who come to understand that Humans just can’t try to process emotions the same way as them, it’s just healthiest to let it out in harmless ways, decide that venting and stuff should be taken just as seriously as Vulcan’s meditation time, and will encourage the Humans around them to complain about what’s upsetting them

People who are used to aloof Vulcans who avoid Humans at all cost running into one comforting a Human

“-and then they said my cheesecake was subpar, and they didn’t even bring a dish!!!”

“The purpose of this event was that every participant brings a food item of sorts, correct?”

“Yeah!!”

“And they did not follow this rule while insulting dishes that were brought?”

“Mostly just my dish but yeah >:(“

“How illogical”

“That’s what I’m saying!!!”

[tanuandthetriplets]

Aag Aisi Laga Di.. !! | Dad's Ahuna Mutton Part 2 | Triplets Vlog - 9th October’23

[saydesole]

Korean Hot Pot with shots 🩷

[wis-art]

everytime you see me post about cooking, it is part of my psyop to make transgenders and gays and lesbians good at cooking, i fuckin love cookin and when you get to feed you and your loved ones something delicious by the end of it you feel like a god damned evil genius who can never be stopped (also mmm stew)

[bbq-ishere]

GET UP OFF THE FLOOR GODAMN!!

[eternalcalifornia]

[jarchaeology]

THE SCANNER SERIES [BOP Magazine November 1998]

[yache-berries]

*sends them off to Unova for their umpteenth honeymoon in my school's clubhouse room*

[pippinscribs]

They were talking about philosophy, Adaine lost Kristen when she went on a tangent about chickens

[queerdiazs]

wip wednesday

tagged by @wikiangela whose car sex fic has me SAT

i started the heart attack fic for bthb, but i'm gonna keep that to myself until it's finished and posted because i’m very insecure lmao, so have a little bit of eddie vs the hoa

“You sound jealous.”  Eddie balks, insulted at the mere suggestion that he’s jealous of somebody as contemptuous as Abbie Jean Gentry. “I am not!” He snorts. “I have never in my thirty-two years of life—count ‘em, thirty-two—I have been shot and stuck beneath the ground and lost my wife and been to war, but I have never, ever been jealous of anybody, and especially not motherfucking—” “Could’ve fooled me,” Buck interrupts, elbowing him in the side and motioning with his head at the woman walking up to their stall. “Hi, Mrs. Gentry.”  Abbie Jean Gentry is a beautiful, chubby woman with long, curling black hair and big, light green eyes. Her voice is deep and her laugh is infectious and she pulls off heels just as well as sneakers; she commands any room she walks into and makes sure to shake the hands of every person she meets and does her best to help solve whatever problem she’s faced with.  She’s not a bad person.  Eddie can’t stand her.  “Hi, Buck.” She smiles, all straight white teeth, and Eddie remembers the two years he wore braces with disdain. His sisters were ruthless when they made fun of him. “How are you?”  “Enjoying all these sweet treats,” Buck says, laughing, and hands the last sugar cookie off to one of the little kids that were following Chris around earlier. “Looks like the sale’s going well.”  She nods, appraising the fish bowl full of paper bills and coins at the edge of their table. It’s not as full as hers—she’s probably so proud. “It’s going even better than I expected,” she agrees, judging their clutter of cupcakes and broken cookies. “Did you make these yourself, Buck?”  “Huh? Oh, no.” Buck grins, hooking his thumb toward Eddie. “Eddie helped.”  Abbie Jean Gentry blinks, feigning surprise. “Oh, Mr. Diaz.” She smiles, close-mouthed and thin. “I didn’t see you there.”  Funny. Eddie’s standing right next to Buck, near enough their shoulders are touching. One can’t notice and speak with Buck without noticing the other.  Eddie curls his lip up. “I’m sure you didn’t.”  Buck elbows Eddie again, hard enough to hurt this time. “You’ll have to excuse him,” he says, giving her his best grin and wow, his best friend is a suck up. “We stayed up late last night finishing the cookies and cupcakes, and he hasn’t had anything to eat today except sweets.” 

this fic accidentally turned into a whole thing so we’ll see where it goes

no pressure tagging: @disasterbuckdiaz, @thewolvesof1998, @wildlife4life, @alyxmastershipper because i saw you say something about sub eddie 👁️, @shitouttabuck, @eddiediaztho 💜, @diazblunt, @watchyourbuck, @try-set-me-on-fire, @honestlydarkprincess, @housewifebuck, and uh whoever else 🫶🏼

[blazefirefox]

she is so me

[bxdtime-ceai]

the eastern european aroace experience is just a series of "how much longer can i be me before someone starts to notice" and "theres no way people actually love their spouses, that's a lie"

[elbdot]

Didn’t point out that Hau would blab any secret to Lillie back when she was contiplating telling Gladion

Don't worry, Gladion's gonna keep threatening him on the phone to keep his mouth shut OR ELSE KJDKJGFDKGFD I actually want to cover this on the side in a future update LMAO That's gonna be in the far future tho

[bbq-ishere]

schism's big ol' wife

[alwaysneedyforsir]

brisket and a hugo spritz >>>

[u-arent-even-banthony]

A day at the races

Featuring:

Pim Pimling

Nixon Bubble

Homestar Runner

Froggy

Science Flansburgh

Tom Servo