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tezuka-brainrot · 6 months
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Geez you kill your second favorite Tezuka character in the horror au and they don't shut up about it.
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I'll write fluff about you later! You're a good boy okay?
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pocketramblr · 7 months
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Hey if you slice your failed banana bread into cubes and soak it in heavy cream you can make banana bread pudding with it
👀 thank you, I mean, if I make it and don't like it it's not like I'm ruining anything I'd have eaten anyway but now there's a chance!
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clowngremlin · 10 months
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bought a new deodorant scent because the store was out of the one that i normally get.....turns out i am allergic to the one i was using and also the other ones i had tried before i tried this one because they made me itch like crazy and some even gave me a rash, and i was looking at the scent profiles for the deodorants because i wanted to know what the new one was supposed to be, and all the ones i had tried that made me itchy or gave me a rash had citrus scents, and i'm like allergic to citrus fruits and the one i'm using rn doesn't have any sort of citrus smell and it doesn't make me itchy or gives me a rash
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serkonans · 4 months
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I think I may be allergic to rosemary
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jtownraindancer · 10 months
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Finally found a local coffee shop that actually offers stuff I can drink 🥰
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tj-crochets · 2 years
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Crafting update: I did not craft anything sewn, knitted, crocheted, or embroidered today, but I did make dulce de leche! 
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emojitournament · 2 years
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chicago-geniza · 2 years
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spent all day annoyed that my throat was swollen and sore and my chest was so tight that I couldn't swallow without choking and there's a whistling noise like a wheeze when I breathe because like, I don't even have tonsils, what's the deal? Anyway I'm a fucking idiot and have once again taken Benadryl
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honeylemony · 20 days
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What is one plant, that if it disappeared from the world, you would be screwed?
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cariboll · 1 month
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Goodbye Snickers
Last week I got diagnosed with a peanut allergy. At the ripe old age of 36, I'm allergic to peanuts. I know that you can develop an allergy at any age to anything, but it's just so weird. And annoying. There are peanuts in Snickers bars, which is my favorite American candy bar.
And there is so little information to help adults who suddenly get diagnosed with a peanut allergy.
Kids with peanut allergies? Yeah, we've got loads of info and tips to help you and your parents get through this!
Adult who was just diagnosed? You're on you own!
I just got used to all the ridiculous things I have to do to get around a coconut allergy (coconut is in so many things, including shampoo and toothpaste). And now I have to learn all the alternative and derivative names for peanuts! I don't know how I'm going to get through this. Peanuts were one of the only protein replacements I liked (I stopped eating peanut butter in 2002 because of a dance partner who was 1/2 an inch taller than me, putting my nose level with his mouth, who liked to eat a peanut butter cup before every rehearsal). Now I'm stuck with beans and lentils.
I'm sorry, if you're still reading this. This was not meant to turn into a rant. I'm just really frustrated and Tumblr is the only social media site I use regularly that allows me to post something this long. I'm just so frustrated with my body and everything that it keeps putting me through.
If you've read this far and also have a peanut allergy and are willing to share some tips as an adult with the allergy, I'm all ears (or, rather, eyes).
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thelastspeecher · 5 months
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Stop putting coconut in everything challenge holy shit
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projectcatzo · 2 years
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How my dad said he used less spice when he made curry this week as if he wasn’t already using skim milk to begin with
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pastaflavoredvents · 2 years
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finally something, finally new
about how the story ends
she never existed, a mystery all along
with all of her brand new friends
Isn't that lovely, isn't it cool
and isn't that cruel
and aren't I a fool
to have happily listened
happy to stay
happily watching her drift
drift away
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fairymime · 2 years
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running around with Puzzle on campus so it can get familiar w/ its new surroundings and now people are actually talking to me since clefairy are naturally less intimidating.
little do they know the mime Tm is going to the school store for me. i hope it brings back stories of unsettlement.
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Buck's favorite words
Just a little idea I couldn't get out of my head so enjoy this ficlet 🙂
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Buck isn't sure why he likes the word so much, but every time he says it, it's like sugar on his tongue. It makes him feel warm and fuzzy and like everything is right with the world.
"Sorry, I'm flattered but I'm seeing someone," Buck says to the pretty girl he's just evacuated from a 3-alarm blaze. His voice is kind but firm, a far cry from the Buck of old who might have preened at the attention.
"Oh come on, handsome hero man. Give me your number," she purrs, reaching out to touch his arm.
Her relentlessness gives Buck a little push, and he finds himself using the word for the first time in public. It rolls off his tongue easily, filling him with a quiet pride.
"Sorry, but like I said, I'm taken," he says, gently stepping back. Then, with a smile that's both apologetic and genuinely happy, he adds, "I have a boyfriend."
The word 'boyfriend' sits in the air between them, and Buck feels a warmth spread through his chest.
From then on, he finds himself saying it as often as he can, each time feeling that same warmth, that same quiet joy.
At the flower shop, where he's picking out a bouquet for his and Tommy's dinner date, the florist asks, "Do you need help picking something out for your girlfriend?"
"Boyfriend, actually," Buck replies with an easy smile. "And I'm good, thanks."
At the coffee shop, he leans on the counter, eyes scanning the pastry case. "Do you have any cranberry orange scones? My boyfriend loves them," Buck asks the barista warmly.
Later, at the bar waiting for Tommy, a pretty girl sends a drink over. Buck catches her eye, raises the glass in thanks, and then gently shakes his head. When she approaches, he's ready with a now-familiar phrase: "I'm flattered, but I have a boyfriend."
Each time he says it, 'boyfriend' feels more natural, more right. It's not just a word anymore—it's a declaration of who he is, who they are together. And Buck finds he loves that feeling almost as much as he loves Tommy.
There's nothing better than the word boyfriend. That is, until a new word takes its place.
At a restaurant, the waiter approaches with menus in hand. "Would you like to order an appetizer while you wait?"
Buck's eyes light up, a grin spreading across his face. "No thanks, my fiancé should be here soon." The word 'fiancé' rolls off his tongue like honey, sweet and perfect.
On a work call to a new gym, Buck finds himself pacing with excitement. "Wow! This place is nice. Do you have a free trial? I bet my fiancé would love to try it out." He can't help but emphasize the word, feeling a thrill every time he says it.
Later, meeting with the wedding caterers, Tommy sits right next to him, their hands intertwined. Buck squeezes Tommy's hand as he says, "No, we definitely don't want German chocolate cake. My fiancé is allergic to coconut." He glances at Tommy, catching his soft smile at the word.
With each use, 'fiancé' becomes more than just a title. It's a promise, a future, a declaration of forever. And Buck realizes that while 'boyfriend' was wonderful, 'fiancé' is magical—a constant reminder of the commitment they've made and the life they're building together.
But the magic of 'fiancé' only lasts for so long before it's also replaced with something even more profound.
At the hospital, Buck's heart races as he approaches the reception desk. "Hi, I'm Evan Kinard. I just got a call that my husband was here." The word 'husband' feels both new and familiar on his lips.
The receptionist nods reassuringly. "Oh sure, it looks like your husband has just been discharged. Just smoke inhalation and a minor concussion."
Later, at Maddie's place, Buck finds himself chuckling as Chimney and Tommy argue about movies. He turns to his sister with a grin. "I don't know whose husband is more stubborn, yours or mine."
At the 118's karaoke night, Buck takes the stage, his eyes locked on Tommy. "I'd like to dedicate this song to my husband," he announces, his voice full of love. As the opening notes of "I Can't Help Falling in Love With You" begin to play, Buck starts to sing, his voice soft and sincere. Tommy's face flushes with a mix of embarrassment and deep affection as Buck serenades him in front of their friends and colleagues.
Each time Buck says 'husband', he feels a surge of pride and love. It's more than just a word—it's a testament to their journey, their commitment, and the life they've chosen to share. And Buck knows, without a doubt, that 'husband' is his favorite word yet.
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miloformula123fan · 5 days
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Hey! Could you do fic about Fernando Alonso x baker!reader from prompt? Tag me later! Thanks
of course darling. im so sorry it took me this long to get it out for you <3
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fernando alonso x baker!reader
“Hola, welcome to pan y amor, what can i get for you?”
“Your number?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Oh are you taken, my apologies. ”
“...no I’m not taken, just wasn’t expecting you to be so bold. How about you buy something and if you like it you can have my number and take me on a date?”
“I am not usually this bold, I apologise. Okay then, what would you recommend, mi sol?”
“Well, I mean, I have to recommend our natillas de leche, unless your allergic to something in them, then I’d try and think of something else.”
“Not allergic, though if my trainer heard how many of these I was eating.”
“Trainer huh?” as Y/N passed over the natillas. “so , you’re an athlete?”
“F1 driver, Fernando Alonso” he held over his hand to shake, after paying “i’m from here, so I like to come in and spend time with the locals”
“Oh, well I’m not the biggest f1 fan, but I’m sure happy to help the locals, maybe you could introduce me to F1.”
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“Darling, I’m trying to make some brownies before the bakery opens, you cannot come in here and distract me.”
“Can I make something to help?”
“Do you swear that you will follow my instructions to a T?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Okay, you can make some caramel slices. You need to grab almond meal, vanilla protein powder, rice malt syrup, coconut oil, peanut butter, and dark chocolate, did you understand that?”
“Yes chef!”
“Okay good. It needs to go in the fridge, and then you can work on the strawberry lemon scones and then when i'm working on the tiramisu you can work on the orange loaf.”
“You’re telling me that when i rock up before my girlfriend officially starts work to hang out with her, all that happens if I have to do unpaid work.”
“Well i can’t pay you a f1 driver wage, because i can’t afford it and also you are not an f1 driver equivalent baker. I don’t even know if it’s worth giving you these ingredients for fear that I cannot sell what you make.”
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“Okay, welcome back to pan y amor, as you know we in Cogollo, are massive f1 fans, so we have made some pumpkin cream cheese muffins to celebrate Fernando’s 33rd win. We had a little birdy tell us that this was his favourite flavour, so here’s how we make it, as always the full recipe will be on our blog y si quieres ver esta receta en español, ve a nuestro perfil, donde repasamos exactamente la misma receta, pero en español, para que todos nuestros fans de habla hispana también puedan seguirla. We’ve started this recipe by preheating the oven to 175 degrees celsius, which is 350 degrees fahrenheit for our American fans. 
And as my boyfriend gets in the way, the pumpkin cream cheese muffins are gonna be made slower. He loves this flavour so he’d better get out of my way so I can make the muffins, si, comprendo?”
“Comprendo, capitan!”
Bien, bienvenido de nuevo a pan y amor, como ya sabéis, en Cogollo somos grandes fans de la F1, así que hemos preparado unas magdalenas de calabaza y queso crema para celebrar la victoria número 33 de Fernando. Un pajarito nos dijo que este era su sabor favorito, así que así es como lo preparamos, como siempre la receta completa estará en nuestro blog and if you want to see this recipe in english, go to our profile, where we run through the exact same recipe, but in english, so all our english speaking fans can also follow. Comenzamos esta receta precalentando el horno a 175 grados centígrados.’
'Okay call me delusional, but was that Fernando in this tiktok?'
'Why is fernando voicing a random bakery’s tiktoks?'
'this bakery is in his home town, so maybe he knows them'
'WHY IS THE BAKERY OWNER SO PRETTY'
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i am going to apologise now because I doubt this made sense :)
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