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Satou was born from a deep passion for desserts that don’t only taste great but also nourish the soul. We aim to ensure that every indulgence is a mindful experience, where every bite leaves a lasting impression, one that makes sure you leave no crumbs.
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Bread Lovers Will Eat These Up! Pampshade Loaf Lights Made from Real Bread.
image courtesy of pampshade
Yukiko Morita upcycles bread into creative lighting by partnering with bakeries and using day old baked goods for her collection. The artist first had the idea to create bread lights from real bread way back in 2007 when she was a student in the printmaking department at Kyoto City University of the Arts. In 2016, her “Pampshade” branded bread lamps were exhibited at…
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(I'm just rambling no need to read)
It's crazy how much feedee content is reblogged by people with "fat fetishists/feeders/feedees DNI" in their bios
Like, I think lots of people in the world are tummy lovers and fat admirers (bc it's inherently lovely as are all bodies) but the label of feedism (or specifically FEEDERISM) is seen as this manipulative and sick kink when... it's rly not. So many people seem to really be into soft feedism, but think that if gaining to immobility and health problems aren't involved that means it's no longer feedism? They don't see that extreme feedism is not what the majority of the community partakes in.
Not that extreme feedism is manipulative or bad either! But they're just so repulsed by the concept that they won't take any time to approach it and learn what it is. So they think there's no way for feedism to be practiced ethically and write it off entirely.
I think feedism and fat admiration in kink is something that people are going to need to evaluate and accept if we are ever going to get true fat liberation. It's okay to want to be fat, it's okay to be turned on by your fat body, and it's absolutely okay to be aroused by eating and/or getting fatter. Food and fat and body worship is the basis of feedism (in its simplest form) and I think none of that is inherently evil. If being fat makes you happy and horny, get fat.
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The development of Peeta as "the boy with the bread"
The fact that for Katniss, Peeta is the "boy with the bread" who she associates with dandelions, life and hope, speaks volumes to how her relationship with him goes beyond simple understandings of love and companionship.
To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
The mayor finishes the dreary Treaty of Treason and motions for Peeta and me to shake hands. His are as solid and warm as those loaves of bread.
And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either. The flour. The wrestling. I have kept track of the boy with the bread.
I fumble. I’m not as smooth with words as Peeta. And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. And it’s not about the sponsors. And it’s not about what will happen back home. And it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.
The sun eventually rises, its light slipping through the cracks and illuminating Peeta’s face. Who will he transform into if we make it home? This perplexing, good-natured boy who can spin out lies so convincingly the whole of Panem believes him to be hopelessly in love with me, and I’ll admit it, there are moments when he makes me believe it myself? At least, we’ll be friends, I think. Nothing will change the fact that we’ve saved each other’s lives in here. And beyond that, he will always be the boy with the bread. Good friends. Anything beyond that though . . . and I feel Gale’s gray eyes watching me watching Peeta, all the way from District 12.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Peeta extend his hand. I look at him, unsure. “One more time? For the audience?” he says. His voice isn’t angry. It’s hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me.
I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the
boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. To make
myself put a name to the thing I've lost.
I consider saying a final good-bye to Peeta, decide it would only be bad for both of us. But I do slip the
pearl into the pocket of my uniform. A token of the boy with the bread.
Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?"
I tell him, "Real."
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Ankama Shop is wild for this…(and i love it)
A few weeks ago, I came across this cute Amalia figurine that I found on the official Ankama shop and I couldn’t resist buying it.
When I eventually received it from the mail not too long ago and opened it, I couldn’t help but snort cuz omg I gotta point something out.
Now first of all, lemme just say that yes, the figurine was gorgeous and beautifully packaged. There were no problems with the figurine itself, nothing was broken.
It’s not the figurine I wanted to address but rather the quote that came along with it.
You see, apparently when you buy a wakfu figurine of a character, they come with a small quote that belongs to them to represent who they are as a person. The quote can come from the game, a manga/webtoon panel, or just the show itself.
Out of all the quotes Ankama could’ve plastered on her, guess what quote they used for her :
Now at first glance, this quote might sound sweet and encapsulates how Amalia is an empath at heart and dislikes bloodshed especially if it’s for something ridiculous and pointless.
BUT IF YOU REMEMBER WHEN AND WHERE SHE SAID THIS, YOU’D THINK ANKAMA WAS TROLLING!!!
She said this when she wasn’t in her right mind and told Yugo he was replaceable when she knew she could get that eliotrope ass instead, are you kidding me-
Ankama you’re screwing with me, right?
Please say yeah.
LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME THIS ISN’T REAL STOP PLAYING WITH ME‼️‼️
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