#unintentionally vegan

[cjcooksvegan]

16 of the Best Accidentally Vegan Products

16 of the best accidentally #vegan products and items #accidentallyvegan #veganfinds #veganuary

“Accidentally vegan” is a term that means a product’s ingredients unintentionally happen to be vegan. While these items aren’t specifically marketed as vegan, their ingredients are not animal-derived–which means we get to enjoy them! Continue reading Untitled

[rosymorns]

genius marketing tactic to start calling it vegan leather instead of pleather. but it is. still. plastic.

[edianilki-silly-blog]

This

That

[herrfivehead]

i just boiled and mashed a fuckton of pinto beans mixed with scallions, sea salt, onion powder, garlic powder, and chili powder.  no oil needed, reduced it enough for it to taste like refried beans.  i am so fucking ready to see if i can go meatless for a week

[elfdragon12]

It's unfortunate that some vegans who are morally against meat will, instead of either foregoing pets or choosing an herbivore, choose a carnivore and force an unnatural diet it cannot properly digest, process, or receive the proper nutrients from.

Because, I mean, have you seen guinea pigs?

They're wonderful and vocal companions who can be very affectionate and social, plus they live about 6-8 years. Also? Obligate herbivores (minus occasional cannibalism if things go wrong after a mother gives birth, usually malnourishment). As long as you are patient in getting them used to your presence and touch, they are wonderful little cuddle companions. They snuggle, they purr, and they'll even give you little licks.

They come in all sorts of colors with different patterns and fur styles. These are all either pigs I've had or my sister's family had:

The 1st two are Romeo and Oreo/Double-stuffed (my sister's), 2nd two are Pepperjack and Kolya, and the 3rd two are Baron von Fluffy and Mitya. These are mostly the common American Short-haired guinea pigs, but, Baron was probably a "sheba mini yak" and Mitya was possibly a cross between an Abyssinian and a mini yak? His butt fur got a little long for just being an Abyssinian. For 3lbs furry potatoes, there's so much fur variety!

Yes, their enclosures require frequent cleaning and you should always have at least two at a time, but they have strong personalities and cute behaviors. Plus! If your routine around feeding them involves times you wake up or return from work, they will always greet you (at one point, I unintentionally conditioned my guinea pigs to wheek for treats to the noise of the car alarm "beep beep").

[chocotonez]

high school sweethearts (jay/fem!reader)

a/n: ok first enhypen fic!! I had so much fun writing this :>

summary: you bring home your boyfriend Jay to finally formally meet your parents, who you love more than anything but you’re mentally prepared for them to hate him. but you’re in for a very pleasant surprise <3

warnings/genre: fluff, suggestive at some parts esp the end, reader is referred to as daughter and she her pronouns is used, swearing, your parent are so sweet and lovely and great, reader can be a bit baby-like/dramatic(?), food…lmk if anything else needs to be tagged! <3 high school au/bad boy au

As you nervously fidget with your hands, you heard a knock at the door. You took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what's about to happen. You walk over to the door and open it, revealing your boyfriend, Jay. You pleaded with him to dress just a tad less like he came straight out of a wattpad bad-boy story, and you clicked your tongue while cuffing his flannel sleeves and straightening out the chain. You loved your parents, god, no question about it, but they were very…More on the traditional side. They were never cruel to others, but sometimes they just didn’t understand, and you didn’t want them to make any unintentionally rude comments just because they saw a guy wear earrings.

You met Jay after he frantically DM-ed you on Instagram for answers for a homework assignment to be submitted that night, and instead of being a cheat, you told him you would help him with it. You became his tutor, then his friend, then his girlfriend. You made sure he didn’t jeopardize his future and he made sure you lived a little.

"Hey," he greeted, smirking, although you could tell he was just as nervous as you were.

"Hey," you reply, trying to hide your nerves. “No swearing, don’t talk about…We’ve been over this before, just don’t get us killed--And don’t talk about that one time you snuck me out, or when you-”

“Lovie, I’m not that dumb. Relax, we’ll be okay.” He squeezed your shoulders, looking you over. Cute. A cardigan, baggy jeans, the necklace he got for you with a cami underneath, it took all his power not to drag you into the bathroom and kiss you all over your face.

“y/n? The food is ready, darling!” Your mom called, as you took a deep breath, dragging him to the dining room.

“Jay, we’ve heard a lot about you, thank you for taking care of our daughter,” your dad greeted warmly, firmly patting his shoulders. Your mom was scrutinizing every detail, and you rushed him to sit down before she noticed the chain hanging off his jeans’ belt loops.

“y/n told us you don’t have any food allergies or what not, but just in case I made vegan lettuce wraps! Oh, and smoothies of course, but let us know if you want anything else to drink,” your mom offered, setting down the meal. Jay squeezed your hand under the table, feeling you tense up.

“Awe, thanks Mrs. l/n! The food looks great--Oh, do you need any help getting that all from the kitchen?”

“We couldn’t possibly ask a guest to do that!” Your mom waved, dismissively, Jay getting up anyways.

“Good thing you’re not asking, right?” You gave a sudden side-eye, unsure how your parents would take to sarcasm, but to your surprise, your mom chuckled and allowed him to help lay out the rest of the food. Your mom turned on her favorite family-friendly radio, before dinner started.

“Jay, my daughter tells us she tutors you?”

“Oh, yeah, she does.”

“She helps your performance in school?”

“She got me to an honors diploma in less than a month,” he said half-jokingly, your dad smiling and nodding approvingly. It felt like you were watching some otome game, with the meter showing how much your parents liked Jay, and it was fluctuating with each passing second. “You raised her really well.” A few moments passed, before the silence was broken again--

“So, you wear earrings?” Your mom asked, as you glanced at him.

“Yes, she actually got me this pair for my birthday.” Your mom looked at you, but to your surprise, she nodded and smiled in approval.

“They look lovely on you! You know, kids these days, they manage to pull off so many different accessories and clothing, very progressive!” He blushed, as you fought the urge to poke his cheek and tease him, instead just giggling and nudging him.

“You know, back in my day,” your father started, “I actually wore earrings myself.”

“I can’t say you wore them as well as Jay does,” your mom joked, your dad chuckling.

“That reminds me, y/n told us you can skateboard?” Jay affirmed this, your dad laughing. “I used to be really good at skating as well! Oh, y/n will never admit this but I was quite the troublemaker when I was younger, skating after curfew, stealing gum from convenience stores, just boy things, hm?”

“Well hopefully I follow your path and grow up to be a gentleman.” You always forget how charming he is, even just in typical situations. His charisma was good at talking you two out of trouble, but you never thought it would come in handy for something like this. You stared at him while he talked, hands moving, head bobbing, a few polite smiles and some genuine ones. You were surprised at how comfortable the atmosphere was.

“You know, thank you so much for taking care of y/n. She’s a handful I’m sure, I worry we spoiled her too much growing up,” your mom teased.

“She’s sweet until she sees something she wants,” Jay indulged in their humor, your mom laughing as if he was the funniest man she ever met. “No, no really! One time I took her to get gelato, and I told her she couldn’t share with mine and she was whiny the whole way home, it was cute,” he beamed, squishing your cheek as you felt blood rush to your face. “Oh! This one time we went to the mall and she refused to leave until she got a toy from the claw machine.”

“y/n, was that the bear doll you brought home?” You nodded at your father’s question, him snorting. “You should hear her! ‘Oh Jay got me this, Jay got me that,’ as if we didn’t get her allowance! It’s so…Are your parents okay with you spending so much? There’s a whole corner of gifts from you!”

Jay waved a dismissive hand, smiling. “It’s my own money.”

“He saves well!” You interrupted. “He’s good with money.”

“Unlike you?” Your dad joked. “How is she in school?”

“An absolute troublemaker, so noisy…” Jay shook his head in fake disapproval. Your mom and dad laughed, continuing their barrage of questions on how your behavior is, if he makes good choices himself, family life, school life, friends, if you’re making good choices or not. He tried not to die inside when they asked about marriage or moving in, how college was gonna go for the two of you, he didn’t want to think too much about a future when what mattered was you, with him, in the moment.

“It’s getting late, but…” Your mom stood, retrieving something from the counter, a small black gift box that was wrapped in purple ribbon. “y/n tells us you like that sort of alternative fashion, and since you’ve been so kind to our daughter, we wanted to get you something.” You didn’t expect this, as usually when you mentioned a possible romantic partner they panicked and held such a high level of distrust you could’ve never made it work--but this night went too well, even them getting him a gift. Inside was a bracelet, black beads with a single diamond charm in the center.

What the fuck.

“Your birthday is April right?” Jay nodded, still taken aback. “We hope you like it.”

“Thank you so much, I can’t take this from-”

“Good thing you’re not taking it! It’s a gift from us, you’re not taking anything,” your mom stood, dad and you following as you began the preliminary goodbyes. “You make our daughter happy, we cannot thank you enough for that.”

“Come by for dinner again! I want to tell you stories from my day,” your dad nodded, giving him a handshake while your mom squeezed Jay in a hug. You couldn’t help it, sniffling and crying a bit at the scene. “Sweetheart, why are you crying?”

“You guys like him so much,” you sniffled.

“Are you jealous?” Jay teased, excusing himself and wrapping his arm around you. You were the cutest thing in the world, every time your parents thanked him for taking care of you he fought the urge to tell them how he would literally do anything for you, anything to make you smile and keep you safe. From the small things like making sure you wore your seatbelt, walking you home, or always being on speed dial, to the things he didn’t tell you; deciding not to drink anymore because you got worried, getting into a fight with the guy who was talking badly about you, getting rid of shady relationships…Seeing you cry was heart-breaking, but he couldn’t help but laughing at how cute you were. “I told you I’d never make you cry, y/n.”

“I just didn’t think you’d like him so much!” You explained, as he wiped your cheek. “I just really wanted you guys to like him, and you do, and I’m just really happy,” you laughed at yourself, your dad patting your head as your parents and Jay chuckled. Jesus fucking christ he would die for you, and although he wanted to make you cry in different ways, this was pretty adorable too.

“Oh…What are we going to do with you?” Your mom offered him a pitying smile. “Feel free to go home, it’s getting late. He pulled you closer, kissing the top of your head and wiping your face again.

“Love you,” he mouthed, before turning back to your parents. “Thank you for having me and being so kind, you both raised a great daughter and I’ll do my best for her.” They exchanged goodbyes, as you finally calmed down a little from your happy sobs.

“No, but really, why’d you guys like him so much?”

“Well, do you like him?” you nodded. “And he makes good choices?”

“Most of the time.”

“And he makes you happy?” You nodded again. “That’s all we could ask from someone. We want you to be happy, darling, now go get ready for bed, we love you.”

----

Two am, parents left for a business trip and would be back tomorrow night, and although you mostly cooled off from dinner you couldn’t help but giggle and kick your legs at seeing him in such a domestic, typical boyfriend-y setting. You heard three knocks on your window, as you rushed to open it, Jay practically scrambling in.

“Did they like me? Did I do good?” he asked immediately, shaking you by the shoulders.

“Where’d all that confidence go?” You teased, sitting on your bed as he paced around your room.

“What if they thought I was annoying or too loud or too talkative or--” You grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him down for a kiss.

“They would’ve called the cops on you then. You’re cute when you’re nervous though.”

“You literally cried tonight, don’t you dare tease me,” He pouted, kicking his shoes off and dragging you to cuddle in bed. “I’m just happy, you made it seem like they’d drive a stake up my ass.”

“You’re just lucky to be so likable,” you poked his cheek. He was pretty, features illuminated by your night-light, the smell of cologne lingering on his clothes.

“Where are your parents anyways?” He asked, stroking your hair.

“Business trip, they’ll be back tomorrow night.” Upon hearing this, he began dragging a finger down your spine, and without even looking you knew he was smirking. “You’re a liar, you know?”

“Why’s that?”

“You told me you’d never make me cry, but--” He grabbed your face to kiss you, free hand running over your sides, and you felt him smile into the kiss before parting to press his forehead against your’s.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle tonight.”

[acti-veg]

jeez so many people send you asks in bad faith. like its clear by the wording or the passive aggressive use of emotes they either think they are making you consider something that you as a vegan have never heard or thought of before or just taking out their unjust anger at veganism on you. i'll never stop being amazed at how you able to handle those kinds of asks with such grace and understanding. thank you for being so calm with those kinds of people when most of us wouldn't have the energy too, hopefully the way you address them has some of these people rethinking some things!

I do get a lot of trap asks, and while I like to give people the benefit of the doubt and I always act like I don’t know that they’re in bad faith, I can usually identify when they are. What these people unintentionally do though, is just provide me with content and discussion points.

If they were more original and actually managed to expose a flaw in my reasoning or in veganism more generally, they’d be doing me a favour because I’d have the opportunity to consider it properly and correct it. When my inbox is busy I sometimes discard the particularly transparent ones because they shouldn’t take the spot of a genuine asker, but aside from that there is really no down side to answering them.

I’m honestly just thankful to them for helping to educate people on animal rights issues, and simultaneously allowing me to show other vegans how to respond to these sorts of loaded questions or challenges. They keep me in the know as to what the currently in vogue anti-vegan arguments are so I can direct my content appropriately, and it gives me the pretext to break these arguments down for my followers.

These anons get the attention that they clearly crave, and they get to feel heard for a minute. More importantly, they see how easily these points can be rebutted, so that they’re less likely to use them on vegan who is less experienced in dealing with it. It’s a win-win for everyone, so please keep them coming!

[chounaifu]

Can we talk about how, in PokeMas, Proton's scheme to make fake Slowpoke tails is so funny, because he unintentionally makes a vegan alternative with his creative cooking??? Accidentally does a good thing while trying to be evil. I love him so much, he is such a woo woo boy.

[autistic-ben-tennyson]

”That character’s toxic, abusive and should die”. That character helped me realize how toxic I was and helped me understand a lot of my traumas. It doesn’t make it okay how you acted but relating to or liking that character doesn’t make you a monster. That character helped me realize the importance of a support system that you can actually count on. It bothers me when you say that character should die with no redemption. I didn’t start a terrorist group or kill people, but I was very much in their position, does that mean I deserve no happy ending? I had a militant vegan phase and an edgelord Tankie phase because I was angry at people that were unintentionally causing me pain and not taking me seriously. I could be very violent and emotional as a teenager. I relate to that character’s trauma from being adopted that people will ignore and prefer to lecture you about being grateful. I relate to taking your anger out on people and being angry at people who hurt you but expect you to get over it because they changed. Again it’s not okay, but characters like that helped validate a lot of my anger and helped me move on and it’s bothersome when people warp their character to justify hating them.

@iamsonormalaboutninjago

[santmat]

Two Vegetarian Prayers of Thanksgiving (one is Gnostic from Nag Hammadi; the other is from Jainism)

Prayer of Thanksgiving in the Nag Hammadi Library (Gnostic Gospels) and Corpus Hermeticum

This the prayer that they spoke:

“We give thanks to You! Every soul and heart is lifted up to You, undisturbed name, honored with the name ‘God’ and praised with the name ‘Father’, for to everyone and everything (comes) the fatherly kindness and affection and love, and any teaching there may be that is sweet and plain, giving us mind, speech, (and) knowledge: mind, so that we may understand You, speech, so that we may expound You, knowledge, so that we may know You. We rejoice, having been illuminated by Your knowledge. We rejoice because You have shown us Yourself. We rejoice because while we are in (the) body, You have made us divine through Your knowledge.

“The thanksgiving of the one who attains to You is one thing: that we know You. We have known You, Light of mind. Life of life, we have known You. Womb of every creature, we have known You. Womb pregnant with the nature of the Father, we have known You. Eternal permanence of the begetting Father, thus have we worshiped Your goodness.

“There is one petition that we ask: we would be preserved in knowledge. And there is one protection that we desire: that we not stumble in this kind of life.”

“When they had said these things in the prayer, they embraced each other and they went to eat their holy food, which has no blood in it.” *

“Vegetarian food” — footnote from the Marvin Meyer translation of this in, The Gnostic Scriptures.

This passage is also found in the Epilogue of Asclepius, in “HERMETICA,” translated by Sir Walter Scott: “Having prayed thus, let us betake ourselves to a meal unpolluted by flesh [animalia] of living things.”

The G.R.S. Mead translation of the same verse: “With this desire we now betake us to our pure and fleshless meal.”

“With such hopes we turn to a pure meal that includes no living thing.” (Asclepius, translated in “Hermetica”, Brian Copenhaver, Cambridge University Press)

Thanksgiving Prayer (from Jainism)

Start the meal with the seven contemplations, or with whatever traditional grace or prayer you prefer to use to express our gratitude.

This food is the gift of the whole universe: the earth, the sky, numerous living beings and much hard, loving work.

May we eat with mindfulness and gratitude so as to be worthy to receive it.

May we recognize and transform our unwholesome mental formations, especially our greed, and learn to eat with moderation.

May we keep our compassion alive by eating in such a way that we reduce the suffering of living beings, preserve our planet, and reverse the process of global warming.

May we ask for forgiveness from all living beings that we may have harmed, intentionally and unintentionally. May peace and compassion grow in ourselves and extend to all around us.

May we pray that all the people everywhere in the world will avoid inflicting harm on animals and fellow human beings and practice nonviolence and compassion.

We accept this food so that we may nurture our sisterhood and brotherhood, strengthen our community, and nourish our ideal of serving all living beings. (Contemporary Vegan Jain Prayer)

[ms-hells-bells]

i thought this was an interesting read, what are your thoughts on it?

https://www.psychologytoday.com/intl/blog/202212/what-can-we-learn-from-studying-anti-vegan-groups-online

i thought i responded to this, but it didn't send!!! anyways, i think this video does a much better job getting at the psychology of anti vegans, even if unintentionally

[skinnybitxhhh]

+*doing this all at once bc I can't sleep*+

Just gonna complete this here and now because I've got fuck all better to do

I don't really know what constitutes 'stats' because there's a lot of crossovers with the other questions by my definition, but anyways. I'm 125lbs at the moment, my highest I weighed was around 140lbs and the lowest weight I've ever been was 118lbs back in March.

I'm 5"4 which is 163cm. I don't really like my height, it doesn't suit me, I feel like I should either be super tall or super short.

Don't really have a favourite thinspo, I just mindlessly browse.

I don't really have any fears about weight loss. I used to worry about the infertility that could come with it but I've grown to despise children.

I want to lose weight because I'm ugly as fuck and may as well be skinny.

I go through phases, typically over the span of about a month, though I haven't really properly relapsed with the restriction recently; I lose my appetite for about a week so I eat a lot less, I have a normal appetite for about 2 weeks, then I binge for about a week. Idk why I binge.

My mother knows that I restrict because my school councillor told her, but I think she thinks its just another method of self harm for me. She hates when I try to lose weight, because the rest of my family are very obese so they think I'm already very thin.

Don't have a workout routine, if I'm looking to burn some easy calories I either do bed workouts, apartment friendly HIIT workouts or I skip; it literally burns like 200 calories if you skip at a decent rate for 15 minutes it's insane.

Shockingly not, I've only ever had positive comments about my body, because my weight is distributed mainly to my ass and boobs, but I still hate it.

The hardest thing I'm giving up is definitely yoghurt and granola.

Don't have one.

I used to go flat out starvation to lose weight, but right now I'm eating around 1000 calories and exercising, mainly because I have to eat breakfast and dinner or else my mother will catch onto my relapse.

It's not very healthy but it's not too extreme, I high res usually because people don't tend to notice.

I use l o s e r t o w n to calculate how long my weight loss should take on average. My UGW at the moment is 108lbs, and so I should reach that in around 2 months, give or take.

I was vegetarian for about a year when I was 13/14, and my weight absolutely skyrocketed, so I completely refuse to go vegetarian or vegan again.

When I was 11 and found out that 'if you have an eating disorder, you become skinny', and so I was determined to give myself an eating disorder, so I would be super skinny and everyone would like me. Halfway there, 11 year old me.

I strongly believe that eating disorders are one of the only psychiatric disorders that can be accurately self diagnosed. CAMHS has been literally no help to me at all, have given me no support or evaluation besides a single phone call 6 months ago, so I'm taking it into my own hands, as it gets to a certain point where I'm doing everything in the book to try and lose weight, there's something wrong.

Scotch eggs. Such a random food but they trigger binges every single time I eat them, but they're so incredibly tasty.

10th August, my birthday. Before then, the last time I ate fast food was a year before on my birthday.

I don't follow diets often currently, but previously my go-to diet was the OMAD diet. I was doing it unintentionally periodically for about a year before I found out it was an actual thing.

UK sizing now, my jeans are a size 10/12, I don't know my shirt sizing because I wear baggy jumpers usually but I think I'm an S/XS in shirts?

Lowest weight was 118lbs, I gained it back because I was absolutely ravenous and couldn't be fucked continuing with the E.D shit because I had to prep for my GCSE's. Education isn't compulsory for me anymore at A-level though so I'm not really bothered if my eating affects my grades, as I can just drop out and start again next year or learn a trade.

Yes, it influences most people with e.d's I think even subconciously, hence the prevalence of eating disorders has risen insanely as the media expands.

Pro-Ana and Pro-Mia honestly get a bad rep; it's mainly just people who are pro-ana/mia for themselves, as a solid 99% of people I see aren't encouraging people who want to recover, or don't actively already have e.d's.

Yes, it was awful. I can purge decently well now but I almost always avoid it and just overexercise and restrict because it absolutely murders my throat

Just being skinnier. Not even people noticing, just feeling a bit more confident in my own skin.

I don't. If I'm fasting, I avoid food at all costs. If I have to eat, I will eat, and then exercise like fuck later on.

Kinda; I don't really want toothpick legs, but I hate the amount of fat that I hold on my thighs.

It sounds mad considering I have an eating disorder, but I really struggle to categorise people by their attractiveness. Even romantically, I used to date people who I found funny and interesting as opposed someone who was super conventionally attractive. My definition of beauty is literally everyone other than me.

10 facts about me:

I study law, criminology, psychology and english literature

I love reading a lot

I overthink and overanalyse things

I clean a lot when I get stressed, as it keeps me occupied.

I can play guitar pretty ok, I'm decently musically talented

I enjoy watching south park, the walking dead and documentaries.

I own far too many blankets; the cost of living crisis will not affect my warmth.

The concept of becoming an adult and needing to do adult things like filling out forms or speaking to people makes me extremely anxious, even more so now as I'm nearing adulthood.

I have 5 pet cats :)

I have been told that I'm extremely boring, and have the personality of an old person. They're not lying though, I love knitting, baking, doing sudoku's, watching documentaries and sitting indoors.

You're welcome, I'm sure that reading through this entire post was absolutely riveting, enthralling, a life changing experience.

[carpathxanridge]

just realized i had a fully vegetarian day of eating without trying, which i’ve probably done before but this is the first time i feel like i actually got enough protein too without being like intentional about it. im pretty excited even though it wasn’t all vegan, one meal was and the other wouldve been easily veganize-able if i had vegan cheese. and like as someone who used to be such a picky eater i had a list of foods i’d have to introduce into my diet before being able to even THINK about eating vegan, it’s exciting to see i’ve done enough of that introduction that i can have a day of low-effort eating that’s unintentionally vegan-approaching. like i forget how limited my diet used to be until i actually examine what my current diet looks like and go whoa i wouldn’t have eaten like 2/3rd of this even just a year ago lol. and tbh i dont know if i ever intend on going fully vegan but my goal is to limit myself to maybe cooking with meat and/or dairy only once or twice a week, and the only animal product to keep a staple would be eggs (i want to have my own chickens.)

[oftatteredwings]

⸻  FREDDIE FOX. HE + THEM / have you ever     heard of THIS IS ME by the greatest showman cast, well,     it describes JASON ‘JACE’ MONTGOMERY to a tee! the 28 year old, and SERVER AT FARMACY  was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say  HE/THEY are  more forgetful or more FREE-THINKING  instead? anyway, they remind me of vegan food but not a vegan agenda, constantly tripping over loose shoelaces, a random collection of sugar packets spread across the coffee table, scribbled out to-do lists and half used packs of bleach all over the bathroom, maybe you’ll bump into them soon! 

time in notting hill ; forever.

tw: bullying, enbyphobia

ABOUT.

Name: Jason Montgomery Nicknames: Jace Age: Twenty-eight Date of birth: 1st February 1995 Birth place: London, UK Occupation: Server at Farmacy Romantic/sexual orientation: homoromantic/pansexual

Jace’s start in life wasn’t a great one. Very nearly born on the streets, they rather quickly found themselves put into foster care, somewhere they remained until the Montgomery’s found them. It was only then that they classed their life as beginning. Anything that came before was a disaster. When they were finally adopted they had what could only be described as the perfect childhood. A family who cared and loved all of their children unconditionally, never any money worries on the horizon. It was almost as though nothing could possibly go wrong.

But children were cruel and as they moved into their teen years and began to struggle a little with their gender identity, the bullying began. It wasn’t nice and left them confused and hurt. It didn’t matter how accepting their family were or loved they felt, the way they were treated in school had a big impact on everything they did.

He began to act out, unintentionally, and pushed people away. People in school hadn’t made much of an effort to help him, so he wasn’t really interested in knowing them anymore. He’d never really seemed like the type to become bitter when he was a child, but that was exactly what happened in the end.

The second that university rolled around he’d flown the family home and looked for somewhere to start again, for kindred spirits. It wasn’t difficult to find and he quickly embraced life away from his family and a chance to really understand himself. Studying creative writing and English literature.

Supporting themselves proved difficult and so they were forced to take on multiple jobs, becoming a dab hand when it came to mixing cocktails and speciality coffees. Nothing’s ever really changed there.

After getting some money behind them they spent a couple of years travelling around Europe, wanting to try and do something other than work, work, work with their life. It worked out well, they had a chance to visit multiple places on their bucket list, created new friendships that would last a lifetime, gained life experience they definitely wouldn’t have picked up if they’d simply stayed put.

Upon his return, he found a new place with a couple of friends in Notting Hill and that’s where he’s been ever since, working at one of the local vegan places Farmacy. ( Somewhere he is very much working his way up the ladder at. )

Over the last year, Jace made the decision to start getting back in touch with his old school friends. He was never particularly proud of how he’d acted in school, knowing things that happened back then were never exactly anyone's fault, so he’s looking to make amends.

HEADCANONS.

Jace is vegan, something that began during university and shows absolutely no signs of going away. They’re not pushy with it, though, couldn’t really care less what others believe.

In his spare time he’s working on a notebook full of short stories. He has no intention of ever doing anything with it, but enjoys the creative outlet.

They are hella bossy sometimes, something that definitely comes out if ever they’re put into a more supervisory position at work.

Jace is a bit of a control freak. Neat not so much though.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

- siblings; other montgomery’s. - flat mates; two of them please. - close friends; made since 18. - old school friends; could be pretty awkward. - exes; male only. - hook ups/fwb; any gender.

[laurkamkitchen]

I couldn't let pumpkin season go by without another attempt at pumpkin bread making, and for whatever reason, namely the fabulous reviews, this was the recipe I settled on. It's always best to go into recipes with unusual flours with low expectations, but believe me when I say you can suspend them here — this recipe truly is divine.

I made this in full, weighing the flour, pumpkin, maple syrup, and coconut milk to ensure I wasn't screwing anything up. I could tell from the high volume of vanilla extract and pumpkin spice, and especially the author's decisive opinions on the latter, that this was going to be plenty flavorful.

I had a little trouble getting this to bake after I covered it with foil around the 30-minute mark. Basically, it barely baked at all from that point until I gave up after an additional 15 minutes and removed the foil. 5 minutes from there was truly plenty; in the end, I even overbaked slightly. Lesson definitely learned.

Overall, I was super impressed by both the texture and flavor here (I rather unintentionally let it cool for the full 45 minutes, so I guessed that worked). I wouldn't call it the "best" pumpkin bread ever, but it is so, so, so, so good, especially considering that unusual flour and that it's oil-free. I don't like to throw around the word "healthier", but if that is something you're looking for, this recipe is definitely a game-changer.

[mouldy-oranges]

the entire summer of 2021 is totally lost to me. i was inside for all of it in my locked depression room and the only thing i would eat is these prepackaged little fruit salad things in a plastic box and ramen, and i would scroll all fucking day and bodycheck. i had no friends, and the only hobby i kept up was some intermittent drawing. i swear i became my disorder; the only parts of me left was my depression and bdd. i would bin my dinners and sometimes the fruit salads, but i could only do it at night when my parents weren't awake, so my room would often smell of the sickly sweet smell of rotting fruit.

the only memories i can recollect were the following:

my dad on the other side of my locked door, asking what was wrong. he sounded teary.

explaining veganism to a young girl (family friend) on an occasion i was taken out to this beach town to see the arcade and the rides, and i had to eat this veggie burger. i was discreetly converting the burger into crumbs and sneaking them into the bin.

had nothing but broccoli on my birthday

eating 500cals of biscoff biscuits while reading truly uniquely strange and unintentionally borderline abusive fanfiction at my grannys one day on a week long birthday visit (mine). i would only eat yellow watermelon, broccoli, biscoff biscuits, and monster energy zero on that trip.

my granny hugged me and she says, "take care of yourself" and i felt my stomach fat pressing against her stomach

going to the playground (coerced) with a girl i knew from school and going to pharmacy after to buy my 1st laxatives as i hadnt shit in two weeks 💀

august was the worst month bc i dont think i binged at all that month and i had horrid brainfog.

coerced into going to family friends barbecue and the father says "youve lost a lot of weight since i last saw you" and then i fucking binged on like a coconut vegan curry the mother made specially for me... fat fuck

i was fucking obsessed with food recipe videos (i did not cook a single recipe) i would stare at them rapt and fantasise about the flavour. it fucking worked too it really helped restrict

i remember watching spirited away and binging on some sweets. it was the start of my pseudo-recovery