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cg-saturn · 2 years

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Can you do a post on snacks for little ones without a caregiver? Things kids can get themselves that dont require prep?

Easy Snacks for Littles without CGs!

Pre-packed snacks:

Goldfish

Animal Crackers

Scooby Snacks

Apple sauce

Mini cookie packs

Chocolate chip granola bars

Veggie sticks

Fruit cup

Cheese Stick

Teddy Grams

Trail mix

Baby carrots

Humus

Fruit roll-ups

Grapes

Yogurt

Seeds and nuts

Blueberries

Gushers

Strawberries

Cheese puffs

Dried fruit

Banana chips

Rice krispy treats

Juice boxes

Rice cakes

Rasberries

Mini muffins

Easy to make:

Please be careful when preparing some of these on your own! Some things involve heat or cutting, so please make sure you're big *enough* to properly handle what's needed, I don't want anybaby getting hurt!

Popcorn- be careful with the microwave or stove!

Cereal- be careful pouring kiddo!

"Ants on a Log"- celery or carrot sticks with peanut butter(a very delicious log), with raisins or chocolate chips across the top (those are the ants!)

Parfait - yogurt with granola, fruit peices (be careful if you need to cut them up!), granola, and any other yummy adds like chocolate or banana chips

Rice Krispy treats - if you don't want them prepackaged, you can buy a box of any type of crispy rice cereal, a stick of butter, and a bag of marshmallows (or two, if you're like my angel and eat them all before you can use them!). Be careful melting the butter with the marshmallow, and please let it cool down in the fridge for at least an hour before you enjoy your snack!

Penutbutter and jelly / fluff - please be super careful with any knives you use!

Mini bagles- watch out for the hot toaster / oven please! Use oven mits if you need to!!

Pizza rolls - be careful with the oven lil one!

Toast with fruit - please be careful using toaster/oven and knives!!

Waffles - please watch out for the hot toaster/oven buddy!

Oatmeal- you can make this in the microwave or on the stove, make sure you handle it carefully and blow blow blow before you take your first bite

Apple slices and peanut butter- be careful with the knife lil one!

Cookie dough - PLEASE DO NOT USE RAW EGGS OR FLOUR!!! There are tons of edible raw cookie dough recipes online, but please please pleaaaase do not eat raw flower or eggs, it can cause some serious tummy issues! Please be careful kiddo!

Cinnamon toast - I like to make my own cinnamon sugar, with a mix of half ground cinnamon and half white sugar! You can also buy pre-mixed cinnamon sugar, or make it with whatever the right cinnamon-sugar ratio for you is! Be careful of the oven/toaster and any knives used!

Please remember to be super duper careful if you're making snacks, and feel free to reblog with more easy ideas for kiddos who don't have a CG around to help out!

You deserve to be happy and healthy kiddos, please remember food is a friend and snacks are important to keep your energy up. These are (mostly) healthy and kid safe snacks, and I hope you get to enjoy these easy little foods sometime soon!

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sexysilverstrider · 3 years

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YOU HAVE NEW CAT NAMED AFTER A DRIED UP GRAPE AND YOU DIDNT TELL US???? (i support your cat and hope they get all the kisses)

LMAOOOO YA HAD BEEN FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS??? she appeared at our doorstep one day and a month after that my sister wanted to adopt her so we all agree to do so lmao. she was originally named rambo by my sister but after finding out its a girl she became raisin

heres the lil menace and everytime i call her name i always add "a cat full of SIN" which led to my sister whining "noooooo" 😭😂

#shes VERY clingy so i give her lots of hugs n kisses hehe #shes a menace the moment we reach home she started targetting her brothers lmao #doc said rest n literally she did not do that #ask #anon #my precious raisin

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fakeloveaskblog · 2 years

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Hi remys! We bring messages-this was said from janus but from both janus and remus-"we miss them and we love them as well. We really really want them to get better soon but please don’t feel bad for making us worry. We would worry either way. We love them so of course we will worry as long as they are in any sort of pain" They additionally wanted to let you know Remus and them are going to a planetarium this weekend, and on the 5.12.2021they're going to Remus’ place to celebrate Hanukkah 🐌🕸 -1

(tw: like a Lot of self hate)

Remy perked up when they heard your voice. With the pain meds still dulling the worst of it they'd tried to get out into the living room. They'd barely left the bedroom for almost a week now after all, it felt suffocating in there. But as soon as they’d stood up they’d passed out. Once they’d woken up they’d been too tired to get up from the floor so they’d just stayed sitting there. It was like all of the energy was gone from their body.

(All of the energy was gone from their brain as well. They were utterly exhausted. After Virgil had torn everything out of them for so long and replaced it with whatever he seemed fit for them to be there was nothing left but exhaustion. It’d just gotten worse the past few days. It was a mental breakdown waiting to happen)

Their smile brightened even more when they heard who they'd gotten a message from. Their hand instinctly went up to fix their, admittedly greasy, hair before their hands settled on the plushie snake in their lap again.

".....they said they loved me...twice..." There was a pink shade on their cheeks "Oh jesus gross. Virge is right the pain is messing with my head. It's making me tots sappy!!!"

They rubbed their hands against their face to try and get the blush away.

"they're the totally stupid ones for thinking i would ever not feel bad" They mumbled more to themself than to you.

Your message continued. There was a small glimmer in Remy's eyes as they thought about going to the planetarium and over to Remus' apartment with the other two. They marked the date for the Hanukkah celebrating on their phone. They knew they probably wouldn't be able to come but that didn't mean they wouldn't think about Remus 24/7 that day, hoping he was having a good day, daydreaming about getting to spend the day with him, getting to see his big toothy grin again.

"Told you there was like something happening soon enough. This lil stupid brain hasn't totally dried up. I just got a raisin brain"

Their blush darkened a little when they thought about going to the planetarium.

"I uh never been to like a planetarium. It's a space thing right? Sounds like there would be a lot of like dark places to like hold hands and kiss and stuff. Or like have deep talks. Or look at the stars together. Or- Ehm I'm not- I don't think I can go anyway. I shouldn't be thinking 'bout it"

(They would be thinking about it, intensely, for the next several days)

It was so nice to hear Janus’ voice again that Remy leant closer without even noticing. They closed their eyes and tried to imagine him actually sitting next to them on the couch. A hand stroking through their hair while the other rested on their hip.

His gentle words seemed to wash over them. His silky smooth tone, shaky from worry, warmed them even if in reality their skin was freezing cold. They imagined him pulling them closer, so close they could have been able to feel his breathe against their skin, and holding them like that until they felt better. If they started to cry he would have kissed their tears away. He would have kissed them regardless.

‘They are never alone in this’ Janus promised at the end of the message.

Remy opened their eyes and looked out into the empty apartment. There was cigarette ash all over the couch and their nails were purple from malnutrition. Their entire body was still faintly trembling from pain even while on meds.

They were in pain and they were alone and that was their entire reality right now. And it was the only future they could see. They could imagine Janus being with them all they wanted to, but they could never genuinely see it. It was just Virgil, Virgil, Virgil and Pain upon Pain and it was never ending.

“i don’t understand”

Tears pushed on. Remy brought their hands up to their eyes to try and force them away. Their throat started to ache from holding sobs back.

“i don’t understand why they’re willing to like wait for me for so long. Why- why don’t they just like forget about me and like move on. Jan has Logan and Remus an-and so many other people he could spend time caring about! And I’m just-” A shaky sob left their lips “-Just a stupid useless mess of a burden”

They felt so stupid for even being sad. The message had been meant to be comforting, they couldn’t even react like they were supposed to.

“they get literally nothing from keeping me around! Or like talking to me! Nothing except for fucking annoyance and worry and- I can’t even leave the bedroom on my own right now! I can’t cook! Or watch tv without getting a migraine! I can’t do anything!"

They continued on in a mumble.

"it’s probs good i’m not going to the planetarium or to celebrate Hanukkah. i would just ruin it for everyone else by like being all whiny about the pain or by needing help or by needing to go home suddenly. it's better if they just have fun without me there"

A headache started to press on, it felt like their skull was vibrating. A part of them still imagined Janus or Remus- actually both- surrounding them in cuddles. Imagined the two of them kissing their spine, their thighs, their shoulders. Every part where it hurt the worse. It just made them feel even more guilty.

"i'm horrible. i shouldn’t want to be with Remus and Janus. If we get to together they’re just gonna leave me immediately anyway. once they realize how horrible i am and- and how much is wrong with me- it’s the chronic pain and the flashbacks and i’m so overly sensitive and annoying and stupid and I never shut up and I always need attention and I just KNow they’re gonna realize how horrible I am soon enough. No one actually wants me in the long run except for Virge. Everyone else just wants-”

They choked on a sob for a moment. Their fingers were tangled between the threads at the end of their shirt.

“i can’t function in any way” Their voice turned to a whisper “i’m not even good at sex. everyone assumes i am because i look like a stupid whore but there’s something wrong with me. i usually start to like cry during it because of the chronic pain, sometimes i pass out. i try not to tell him to stop even if i’m crying because i don’t want to ruin that as well with my whining. I have to be useful SOmehow! I have to! But I- I’m never interested in it. Not really. It’s boring and painful and I kinda hate it. But I have to be useful.....Don’t tell Virgil...But I...I don’t even find him hot. Not in THat way at least. See? There’s something wrong with me! Who doesn’t find their goddamn boyfriend attractive!”

(They’d never told this to anyone)

“If Janus finds out- I don’t think of him as attractive either- If he finds out he’s going to leave me. I mean it’s a different thing with Remus. He’s asexual right? So then you have 0 expectations for anything since asexuals don’t have sex right? But I- I already act like a whore so he’s gonna think- And if I don’t- He’s gonna- They’re both gonna realize I’m a money using burden who they have to take care of 24/7 while hearing my whining so when he realizes I can’t even be used properly he’s gonna get tired of me and like leave! There’s no reason for him to stick around after that y’know! Nothing! I still don’t get why Remus is even around me! He gets nothing but worry from it! And- And-”

They gulped. It hurt to breathe.

“I’m fucked either way! Because-”

And this is where they somehow started to cry even harder. Miserable sobs racked their body.

“Because I- I do wanna get on hormones. The- The E kind y’know. But- I’ve talked to Virgil about it- he’s gay- obviously- and Jan and Remus are gay too- And he said he wouldn’t be into me anymore if I get on hormones- I don’t even wanna get a high dose- I just wanna look like a middle ground- But that’s worse! Who’s even gonna want me?? If I’m already fucked up in literally all other ways and- and most people only want me for sex anyway then who’s gonna want me if they’re not attracted to me!?- I-I mean it’s not like Virge said I couldn’t get on it- he just said- it-it was my choice and he wouldn’t want me anymore- but it’s not like he was gonna kick me out or anything- and- it’s- Remus said his ex had said similar things! So it’s uhm it’s normal”

They sniffled. They felt exhausted.

“I just wish the dysphoria would go away. I hate this body. Everything about it. I just wanna be able to function, in any way. I don’t wanna be useless anymore”

Remy wiped some of the tears away. It felt like they had said too much. They couldn’t let anyone else know. They were so afraid everyone would leave them, they almost wanted to make everyone leave just so they didn’t have to be afraid anymore.

“I make a good punching bag. That’s all I’m good at isn’t it...just....just a...”

Remy had quieted. When they heard the message from Remus they just nodded to show they had heard it. They slumped down against the dirty floor.

At first they didn’t want to send any message back. It would be manipulative of them, it would make Janus and Remus trick themself even more into thinking Remy was anything worth keeping around, much less caring about. But then the thought of not answering made them feel guilty. It would be rude. It would make them worry even more.

“...You can.....You can tell Remus uhm happy Hanukkah from me....that’s....that’s something people say right...and then....you can ask both of them if the trip to the uhm planetarium went well. I just...I just wanna hear if they’re happy...that’s all...”

They practically whispered it out. Their eyes were red from tears. Their skin was red in the places they’d tried to wipe them away.

“And then”

They forced back any quiver of their voice so it wouldn’t sound like they were sad.

“And then after they’ve been to the planetarium, i don’t wanna ruin their date so you have to say this afterward, I want you to tell them that they can- They should just forget about me and-”

There came a sudden sound, like the door was opening. Remy got startled and flinched out of instinct. They silently mimed a reminder to send the messages.

“Babe? You here? Did the ghosts come and fuck you up?” Virgil called out into the apartment.

“here” Remy replied weakly.

The door to the bedroom opened letting in a sudden ray of light. Virgil let out a groan as soon as he came in.

“Holy shit it smells like you’ve started a poppers factory in here” He exclaimed as a half joke. “Why are you on the floor?”

Remy didn’t respond. Virgil hunched down in front of them. They looked away and their body tensed up without them meaning to. He cupped their cheeks and made them look at him.

“It looks like half of the ocean has streamed down your face” He said bluntly “Was it because of the argument? Technically I shouldn’t be the one apologizing since you were the one yelling but I’ll say it anyway because I’m nice” He pressed a kiss to their nose “I’m sorry”

“..it’s like okay...”

“When you feel better we can look up new therapists together, does that sound good?”

Remy nodded. They curled closer to him. Let him move his arms around them. They pressed their face against his slightly fuzzy hoodie.

“Your fever already seems to be going down. And look” He motioned for a plastic bag he’d dropped on the floor “I bought more ramen noddles. They had new flavors”

“i’m not really like hungry” Remy mumbled out.

“Oh c’mon babe I haven’t seen you eat since like the halloween party! Just because Jack the skeleton was my gay awakening doesn’t mean you have to try and look like him”

“I thought your gay awakening was JD from heathers”

“I can have multiple! I mean both Gerard Way and Murdoc definitely awakened Something in me”

Remy sputtered into a small smile “I am like 99% sure that ain’t how it works”

“Oh so you’re not believing in my gay awakening. Dunno babe, sounds kinda homophobic to me”

They rolled their eyes while laughing, Virgil chuckled along. He leant down and pressed kisses to the part of their sides he knew were ticklish. They squirmed around in his arms while giggling.

“There’s my happy Remy” Virgil murmured before kissing them on the lips.

“Very unfair babe. You always wear the thickest hoodies known to man, I have no tickle opportunities with those”

“You’re just not tactical enough. But hey” He shook the bag around a little “I also bought vodka!”

“The stuff from the nice dude next to the fruit store?”

“Obviously!”

Remy immediately grabbed onto one of the bottles and popped it open. They were planning on getting so drunk they didn’t have to deal with the mental breakdown they’d just had. Even if all those thoughts were still tumbling round inside of them. They just had to keep them out. Just had to distract themself. Just had to keep control over the thoughts.

Virgil was pressing kisses against their shoulders as they drank. They didn’t notice at first.

“and babe?” Remy suddenly said, remembering what Remus had said.

“Yeah?”

“Can we get like a lock for like the bathroom or something?”

Virgil stood up and pretty much dragged their light body up into his arms to move them back to the bed. He took the bottle and put it on the nightstand “Why? Oh wait did you finally the realize the ghosts are fucking terrifying?”

They shrugged “Just because”

He laid them down on their back and leant over them “If the nice guy next to the fruit store have some I guess I’ll buy some. Or if I see some cheap ones”

“You and your guys”

“Don’t make fun of my guys! If it weren’t for my coworker guy we wouldn’t have weed!”

“Right. Sorry. Forgot to show my respect to the coworker guy who watches porn during work hours”

“Oh shut up” He kissed them.

His hand trailed under their shirt as he parsed their lips. Remy took a deep breathe to get ready. They had wanted a distraction hadn’t they. They hoped their messages would reach Remus and Janus. They hoped no one would ever know what they had told you. If they couldn’t control anything else they would at least control why their loved ones left them.

#ask #tahkns for the ask C:<#sanders sides #🐌🕸#im sorry remy keeps having mood swings and keeps changing their mind on what they wanna do like 24/7. virge. is uhm. really getting to them #i guess having a taste of freedom and having friednds and genuine love and then that being forced away ssudenly is fucking them up #im tired sorry fhkjdh

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beautyinthediss0nance · 3 years

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Have you ever thought of the weird ways that texture based food issues can contradict each other?

I have had texture issues my whole life, my parents just thought I was being "weird" or fussy. But being a picky eater is one thing (and I won't lie, I am, and used to be WAY worse as a child), but texture issues are a totally different monster.

Let's take pickles, for example.

I LOVE pickles. But only dill pickles, garlic dill pickles especially. I love them even more when they are sliced length-wise and retain their crunch while you eat them. BUT, you take that same exact slice of dill-licious (see what I did there) pickle and put it ON something?? Uh oh.. hell no.. not happening. WHY though? I have no idea.. I'm the one who asks for no pickles on burgers, sandwiches etc. Why? I used to say I don't like warm pickles.. but then I LOVE deep fried pickles, which are definitely warm (hot usually), and covered with crispy, tasty batter and dipped in ranch dressing (or chipotle, for you spicy people). So it definitely isn't that I don't like them warm. I'll also eat room temperature ones off a deli spread at a party. So why don't I like pickles on things? I have no idea, but the texture combined with other things just doesn't work for me. So, it gets labelled "weird".

Onions are another one. This one is more puzzling to my loved ones. I HATE the texture of onions on my tongue, the noise/sound they make in my teeth when I eat them, and yet I will eat a mcdonald's cheeseburger with the little recon onions. If I get a quarter pounder, the big ass onion slivers have to come off.. can't do it, I will gag. Same difference, just bigger and able to texture trip my gag reflex. I can eat caramelized onions if they are well caramelized, if they are still slimy, I'm out. Yet I will always go for onion rings over fries, but can't do the overly large onion rings that use 1/4 of the onion per battered loveliness. Too much.. too slimy or too crunchy still. Baffles my family.

Let's talk raisins... THEY ARE LIES. Most dried fruit triggers my gag reflex (with the exception of figs, but I have to not think when I eat figs or it can still happen.. but they do have a different texture to other dried fruit). Raisins tho.. absolutely a NO GO situation. Talking about butter tarts with Mr. HTG, which both of us love - where I love mine plain, he prefers his with raisins - he mentions his mom makes amazing butter tarts (with raisins) and I responded with "you are not allowed to make me gag in front of your mother". When I was a small child, my grandmother busted out EVERY KIND OF RAISIN under the sun from her baking menagerie and made me try every single variation, figuring there would be one I liked. Absolutely not, all made me gag and she gave up trying to get me to eat raisins. Again, I was the "weird" one in my family.

Chocolate covered almonds (dark chocolate for me pls) are another. I love them, they are one of my favourite indulgences when I want just a few of something sweet. BUT, if you give me a chocolate bar with almonds, or put them in brownies or other desserts. Forget it. No thank you. Brownies with nuts are the WORST. Toss the whole lot. If you put toffee in it, amazing, why do nuts in things bother me? No idea, but again, no control over that damn gag reaction.

Mushrooms.. yeah those lil bastards squeak on my teeth and make my body convulse. Sorry dudes, you are tasty, and I definitely appreciate shaved truffle bits or truffle oil as an addition to delicious things, but eating anything beyond that level of "mushroom" (or the forever hard to find mushroom Mr. Noodles ramen pack, not the bowls) are all I can handle from your department.

For the longest time, I just thought I was "weird". Then I found out that texture issues are one of the overlaps between Autism and ADHD. Now, while it may still remain "weird" to neurotypicals, I know there's a reason behind my quirks.

I'm curious what others are, please respond/share with your food texture issues!

#ADHD #Texture #Food #food texture #mushrooms #onions #pickles #dried fruits #nuts #Autism #what are your food texture issues #texture issues #food texture issues

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moonmotels · 4 years

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17. “My kid is in there!” with a pairing of your choice~

My kid is in there

“Delia?”

“Hm?” she doesn’t look up from where she has to gracefully sidestep a large mud puddle. It would have been nice to know this is where Misty was bringing her, if only to save her nice shoes.

“You know none a’ these animals are gonna hurtcha?”

“Well, yes, I know that, but that doesn’t mean my fears of being trampled or eaten aren’t justified.”

“They’re cows and horses, Dee. Not man-eating monsters.”

Cordelia tries to refrain from wrinkling her nose in distaste. “I’d just like to know why we stopped here on the way to the farmer’s market. I bet all the good baskets of blueberries are gone,” she says, only slightly joking.

(But being with Misty in any capacity, in any place, and in any weather is much preferred to doing literally anything else.)

Misty halts her childish skips, turning back to grip Cordelia by the shoulders and lean in, too close, too close, too close. “I’ll buy ya extra blackberries, I know they’re your favorite.” Smirking, she releases her hold and bounces forward, leaving behind a shuddering mess.

Cordelia wonders, fleetingly, if Misty knows her touch could heal even the most ossified of hearts.

Strolling through patches of half dead grass and dried up corn, Cordelia actively tries to find enjoyment in this dilapidated old farm with a few older looking animals. As if sensing her aversion for anything on four legs, the horses and cows shy away from her, all but becoming best friends with Misty.

Not that Cordelia cares - it’s endearing to see Misty kiss each of them on the forehead and bid them a goodbye as they move along. It makes her heart skip, seeing Misty love so freely and expect nothing in return. Cordelia wishes her own heart could take a few notes from that.

But then again, pining and yearning has always been her strong suit.

In front of an open old barn, constructed with just a rotting wooden fence covering it, Misty pauses again to look inside. “Hey, Delia, promise me something?”

“Anything.” And she means that, with everything in her.

“Don’t get mad at me, alright?”

“Okay, I’ll try.”

“That’s my kid in there.” Misty’s tongue darts out in a nervous swipe to wet her bottom lip, and it takes Cordelia’s brain a moment to play catch up at the sight.

“Wait, what?”

Misty jabs her finger towards the barn, where sunlight is streaming strands of rainbow and gold into the large building. Among the bales of hay is a tiny goat, lying still with its eyes studying them cautiously.

“He’s mine.”

“He’s what?”

Misty excitedly grasps Cordelia’s hands - and again, the touch sends a thrill up her spine - before launching into explanation. “Zoe got me onto the internet, right, so I was just mindin’ my business one day when I stumbled across these cute goat videos, and -”

“Misty.”

“Sorry. Anyway, I came across this ad for a free baby goat, a kid, you know? His momma died during birth and his daddy escaped a lil while ago. The owners of this farm are too old to take care a’ him, and they wanted to give him up to a loving home.”

Cordelia’s mind is slowly turning gears, trying to wrap her mind around this. “So you - adopted a goat?”

Misty nods excitedly, her eyes bright and full of mirth.

“Without telling me.”

Her face falls, only for a second. “Well I’m telling you now, silly.”

“And I suppose you’d like him to stay at the academy? In the backyard?”

“Sure’s big enough. I was goin’ to build him a shed, too. ‘Less you’d be opposed to him sleeping in my room.”

“I would.”

“Figures.”

When Cordelia only breaks into a tiny grin, Misty takes that as full confirmation, clapping in excitement. “Dee, you’re gonna love ‘im. We can name him anything, and he’ll fit right in with the girls. Damn, even Hollywood will love him, I can see it now.”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, now,” Cordelia breathes out a sharp laugh, already warming up to the idea.

“You’re not gonna regret this, I promise. You n’ I are gonna be the best damn mothers he ever saw. It’ll be like we’re a married couple, raisin’ our kid together.”

And just for a brief second, Cordelia indulges that glorious, glorious thought.

#soft baby goat moms #foxxay #ty!!

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deerly-damned · 4 years

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¤ Anonymous Asks: how is the day going? ( have this lil ask to help you get started!)

Such a simple and harmless question was asked by the grey demon, and if it were any other day it would have been received as such, however, today was no such mundane day. Oh no dear readers, it was the day after Ali was cursed by two vile grey demons to be reverted into a primal heat on that, accursed day of sin. Her pride, Her dignity...all taken away from her, making her nothing but a horny doe wanting to be dominated and claimed. Now no longer with the throes of rut clouding her mind, all that remained was the sheer unadulterated rage at those of the grey. and no matter who or what they said, they all would meet a terribly gruesome and violent end.

The demon spun on her heel, turning towards the grey face who dared speak with her. Not bothering to give the despicable creature a response. In a blur of bright red, did the doe vanish, reappearing behind the frightened and helpless demon. The sharp dagger-like claws dug into the tender flesh of their shoulders, drawing blood as they elicited a shrill and horrified scream. She would make them suffer.

Shadowed tendrils, slowly arose from the murky black pools of the shadows around them, ever so slowly advancing towards the demon. blackened strands, coiled and crept up to their legs. Others rising up and coiling about their arms as the demon struggled in vain to escape their impending doom.

A dark and distorted chuckle filtered through glitching static, as the tendrils obeyed their mistress’s silent command. Lifting up their victim Ali let their shoulders go, as they were stretched out, whimpers escaped the grey demon as it felt its limbs strain under the pressure and tension of the yanking; before it stopped at the threshold of dislocating their ligaments.

An eerie hum escaped through yellow fangs, as the soft telltale sounds of hooves clacking against the floor; Ali stalked around the petrified demon, like a predator stalking its prey. She wanted to make it sweat, she wanted to go about this at her own pace.

stopping in front of the bound creature, she appeared just inches from its face, smile wide and full of daggered teeth. Claws delicately caressed tear-stained cheeks leaving pinpricks of blood in their wake. A soft shushing came from the doe.

“shh, don’t you worry my poor sweet little lamb; it will all be over soon” her voice was tender and full of saccharine words, their eyes widened as their sobs grew louder. her smile lessened into more of a grimace, eyes shining with irritation. a hand shot into their mouth, slender claws sharply digging into the tender muscle that constituted their vocal cords and their larynx, The demons scream was bloodcurdling, as the sound of tearing and choking as a violent and loud tear escaped their victim's throat. With a harsh yank not only did the voice box come free but as did the now shredded and torn vocal cords. gurgling and muffled screams were all the sounds that came out of the grey demons mouth.

a sadistic chuckle was let loose as she waved her bloody trophy in front of their horrified and gaunt face, like some sort of sick medal. Before Ali plopped it into her mouth chewing purposely, savoring the tangy flavor as the muscle slid down her throat.

“you should really learn how to be quiet my dear, or you just might go speechless” she let out a chuckle at her pun, befoe bloodied hands tore through their shirt with ease; shreds of cloth floated to the floor. bloodied hands gashed into their chest before they entered with a squelch and crack. Fingers wrapped around the floating rib bone, and with barely any force she yanked it causing it to protrude out of the flesh, the hands continued their gruesome work. a quick spell to ensure the cretin was still very much awake and very much alive for what was to come next. Once all of the ribs had been broke and having torn through the chest of the demon, it looked like a macabre and bloody flower.

hoarse whimpers and sobs as the screams had turned into choking and shuddered gasps; body going into shock. but she wasn't done yet and with a snap of bloodied fingers, the tendrils that had held their, limbs in place, grew small veins about as thick as a needle; entered their tender and supple flesh, the small barbs making their way through their bloodstream, invading the demon's body, causing untold havoc within. if one were to look at the skin you could see the black invades making their way through the victim's body tearing and rending, their veins, and nerves. blood bursting and boiling through their pours. The screams of sheer agony pleasured her to no end, their tones a macabre symphony to her ears. They wouldn’t survive, the torture lasted for hours as the small black veins wreaked havoc within; eventually, their entire insides were crawling wit the parasites. blood leaking from every orifice, eyes dried like a raisin as black tendrils devoured the fleshy orbs.

The grey demons scream had soon ended a while back, a deathly silence filled the air only accompanied by the squelching and tearing of flesh, the dropping of liquid life dropping to the ground, creating rivulets of blood. Their body nothing but blood and black veins; the tendrils holding its limbs enveloped the body with a resounding slurp, as they retreated into their mistress giving her the nutrients and tenderized meat of the demons flesh. Ali let loose a shudder

yes, this was very satisfying, but now she was oh so very H̵̹͙͈̬̻̮͇͈̝̺̥̖͇̃̏̈̒̚͜ͅ ̶͚̻̳̗͇̝́̽̿̄̓̿͊̓͛̈́̆̔̓͜͝Ư̴͇͇̑̿͗̓̈̐̕͘͝͝ ̶̡̰̜̈́̀̑͑̇̿͘N̵̨̧̞͉͖̰͕̲̭͈͕̼̳̦̒͋͘͝ ̵̥̫̞̰̤͕̣̘̰̩̺͂̌̇͐̃͂̚͠͠G̶̡̜̙̰̋̑͗̉̍̈́ͅ ̸̧̨̛̥͉͙̠͙̳̼̍̿̏͂̂͜͜R̴͔̥͉̯̰̭̬̥͊̎̍̾Y̴̟͇̭̲̱̰̽̏̀̓̀͘͝͝ͅ

#IC: Radio Transmissions #Asks: Faithful Listeners #Blood #Gore #Torture #Violence #Death #tw body horror #she angry and very hungry

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catalystofthesoul · 4 years

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Hey I happened across your yeast recipe and wanted to ask for more details if you don't mind. Is there a specific ratio of flour to water to start off with? Is it a specific type of flour or is all purpose okay? Any specific water temp either? Thank you for taking the time to read even!

OHOH there is indeed!

One, I don’t measure literally anything, more of a cook than a baker. But I’ve had my bread making days so I’m going to go off description. You want the flour + water to be a liquid, not a dough, but not too thin. Viscous like blood. Cover, but loose or let it burp often.

Two. Fruit it! Fruits skins carry natural yeast they gather from the air. Get some fruit skins. Wild is best, unwashed; last time I used cherries I found on one of my neighborhood trees. This time of year you might be going for dried fruit, raisins can just be tossed right in. This step isn’t necessary, but it’ll help speed things up and play with the flavor of your bread. Three! Keep her warm. Happy bacteria palace. Not hot, not chilled. You could have a yeast within 12 hours instead of days if you cuddle it and binge Tiger King or whatever the hell people are watching these days.

Yeast is ready when bubbly and it smells good n bready. Yeast is hungry when it’s stinking like vinegar. Yeast is dead if its turned into a weeping grey clump in a neglected jar.Feed daily, spoonful of flour is fine. Maybe a lil sprinkle of sugar if you’re feeling dangerous. If it’s dry water it. If you use it in a recipe, the yeast left around the edge of the jar is enough to quickly grow your next culture. If you refrigerate the finished product, you can reduce feedings to once-twice a week.

#yeast #lets get this bread #xxa-helping-handxx #oh yeah and use any type of flour #flours have a great range of taste and mood

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salemwolfgang · 5 years

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Thank God For The Hot Texan Sun

PT 1

Summary: Tired of being stranded with two perverted men in the middle of Texas. (Y/N), decides they should start looking for some help. Luckily they find find some but it isn’t exactly what they were expecting. Though something good does comes out of it.

Paring: Thomas Hewitt (Leatherface) x Reader

Warnings: Death, Violence, Gore, (eventual) Smut, and Cursing

A/N:

The plain Texan fields would’ve been quiet if it weren’t for the cicadas buzzing loudly and the few crickets that were hidden somewhere within the shrubs nearby. But all went quiet at a loud, angry, voice that belonged to a young woman.

“Please, Alex! We can come back if we don’t find anything—I just wanna see if anyone’s around.” Her voice strained slightly as she begged, a lack of water and overuse of her voice most likely the cause.

(Y/N) was already irritated, the heat caused her skin to flush and she sweated like a sinner in church, as her aunt would put it, and it was beginning to make her uncomfortable.Sure she could deal with a little heat every now and then but this much for this long? She was surprised she hadn’t shriveled up like a raisin. Almost on instinct, she wiped off some of the sweat that slid down her face and onto her neck.

Two boys, who were her supposed friends, stood next to her and both dawned the same look of dread and exhaustion as her. They too were soaked in sweat. It seemed to be everywhere and it caused their clothes to stick to their body like a second layer of skin. They all shared one thought during this time and it was that the Texan heat was truly unbearable.

They had only been in the heat for three or so hours surprisingly, to (Y/N) It felt like longer. They wouldn’t have been in this position if Alex’s car hadn’t broken down. At first they took shelter in the cool of the car but then the car battery died so the a/c was no longer a safe haven. Much to everyone’s dismay.

(Y/N) had already asked multiple times if they could just leave for a bit and look for something, a gas station, a house- anything. Whatever could help them get out of this heat. It was too much and she wasn’t used to it, none of them were. After all they lived in Kentucky and it was never as hot as it was in Texas.

Alex ignored her every time and said they could wait. After the first hour the boys started to make nasty comments about (Y/N)’s condition. Thinking her sweaty body to be “attractive” and it reminding them of something quite fun they could do to kill the time. She became uncomfortable with the pair and tried her best to ignore them. Walking a few yards away under some bush to give them space. Eventually they ran out of ideas and left her alone, thankfully.

Alex finally put some thought about into her complaints for a few minutes and then finally gave her the much wanted answer. “Fine... Only if I get something outta it.” He smirked.

She ignored the last part, thinking he was playing a joke and gave him a small smile. “Thank you!” She shouted. Relieved to finally being able to leave.

Slowly the three made their way down the hot, black, and barely used road. They had formed a small triangle with Alex and (Y/N) in front looking around for any buildings or cars, while Brandon dragged behind slowly; to exhausted to move any faster than his current pace. What seemed like days later (Y/N) saw what looked to be a house-no mansion.

A relieved sigh escaped her lips as she realized that it only seemed to be a few miles up as well. She decided to tell the others.

She pointed towards it and yelled out, “Look! A house finally! Someones gotta live there!”

They all began to pick up their pace a small kick of adrenaline giving them a much needed boost. After a half an hour they made it to the front yard of the property. Brandon walked ahead of the rest and up to the door. He knocked three times yet no one answered.

He waited only a few seconds before repeating his action. The door was suddenly thrown open and out came a man dressed in a sheriff’s uniform.

“What in the hell do ya think you’re doin’, boy?!” The sheriff shouted.

“Sir, our car ran out of gas and the battery died. Can you possibly spare us some gas? Maybe help jump start the car?” Brandon asked. His tone was harsh towards the stranger.

“Now what gives you the right to use that tone towards an authoritative figure? Huh boy?” The sheriff gave Brandon a once over when Brandon scoffed. “Ya’ know my boy Tommy don’t take to kindly to rude strangers. But I think you’ll be fine.”

The sheriff turned towards (Y/N) and Alex. He smirked and waved them over.

“Don’ be shy now. We were just about to make some dinner. Why don’t y’all join us and then we’ll talk ‘bout your car.”

Alex grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and stared pulling her towards the house. She followed just behind him, slowly dragging along. Brandon walked through the door and into the front entrance of the building along with the sheriff. The two others followed quickly behind.

“I’m officer Hoyt. Sheriff of this here lil’ town.” Hoyt’s voice echoed in the small hallway they were in.

Giving off an eerie feeling; which both boys ignored. They were brought into a living room that had a man sitting on the couch. Both legs were wrapped up in some cloth and tied at the ends. He was watching the tv some show about earning money in easy ways.

“Y’all can sit here till we get dinner done. Don’t go anywhere.” Hoyt then left the room leaving them all alone.

Alex sat down and pulled (Y/N) onto his lap, unwillingly. She squirmed at the feeling but did nothing to get up. She didn’t want to make a scene or be rude in Hoyt’s house.

She continued to squirm on Alex’s lap freezing up when she felt a bulge in his pants.

Alex leaned into her ear and whispered, “Ya know (Y/N) you could pay me back right now. Yeah, we can go somewhere where it’s just the two of us and we can have some fun. Maybe not for you but definitely for me.“

He gripped her stomach tightly. So much so it hurt. She whined hoping he’d stop but he didn’t. Maybe going on this trip was a really bad idea.

“Alex, please let go. You’re hurting me and making me uncomfortable. Please.” She begged.

The man in the room with started to move into his wheelchair. Deciding he had enough tv time and left. Not seeming to understand the distressing situation with the three others. (Y/N) instantly began to internally panic about what could happen now that they were alone. She should’ve seen this coming but how could she?

Alex has been a guy she knew at college. He wants a typical frat boy along with Brandon. Both star basketball players who messed around with many, many girls. She only went with them on the trip after she found out they were going to a city a few towns over from her cousin’s in southern Texas. She needed a ride a cheap ride because she couldn’t really afford a proper plane ticket. So (Y/N) went with them and now she’s realizing just how bad of a situation this is.

“Aw come on, it’ll be fun.” Brandon cooed lightly while grabbing onto her arm in a tight grip, surely leaving a bruise, and smiled darkly at her.

His smile caused her stomach to turn in a very bad way. (Y/N) pulled her arm away and glanced towards the entrance when she heard footsteps. She wasn’t able to look to see who it was because Brandon ended up pulling her face back to where she could only see him.

“Hey look at us when we’re talking to you.” His tone was dark and he seemed to become very upset with her.

She was to focused on who was coming to the room to really process what Brandon an Alex was saying. She looked to the hallway again from the corner of her eye and was taken aback by a large man who stood there staring at them. From what she could see he was big, almost as large as the door frame but just barely enough to fit through it. He also had a mask seemingly made of leather covering half of his face; the rest was covered by dirt, or maybe it was smoke, and his long brown hair.

She realized that he wasn’t staring at her but rather the boys hands on her. She stared at him, trying her best to figure out who he could be. She hadn’t seen him when they first showed up, so she was left with unanswered questions. Only when she was looking at his clothes did she realize what he was holding in his left hand.

A chainsaw. It was covered in a dark red liquid. Some seemed to have dried but for the most part it was still wet. And that scared her a little. More than Alex and Brandon at the moment. Which seemed to confuse her more.

Brandon seemed to finally look at what she was distracting her so much from his very important speech. Turning his head Brandon’s eyes widened in shock upon see the intimidating beast-like-man before him.

“Who the fuck are you?” The man didn’t answer and only stared at Brandon.

“You gonna talk or just stare at us, freak?”

Something in the man snapped and he started revving up the chainsaw. The roar startled the two boys and they pushed (Y/N) off of them causing her to fall harshly onto the ground and scrape her knees. A wince left her lips at the harsh meet. Then the boys ran out of the living room, leaving (Y/N) with the chainsaw wielding stranger.

Were they really leaving you? The sound of the front door opening seemed to answer your question. Of course they would. But to her surprise the man started following them rather than killing her first. She sat there scared and confused on what was happening around her. Her thoughts began spiraling out of control.

Maybe it was a hallucination from the heat? And she was really with the boys back at their car. Though the loud screams and pleads for mercy seemed to tell at her that this was, in fact, reality. They were getting slaughtered by the unknown man and she wasn’t able to do anything but.... did she really want to? This could be karma for all the discomfort caused by the boys. But was Death a suitable punishment for their crimes?

Well now it was too late. The chainsaw was no longer buzzing and there were now no more screams to be heard. (Y/N) listened closely and only heard the sound of something dragging on the gravel outside. The front door was slammed open and heavy footsteps began making their way to the living room.

The large man once again made an appearance but this time he had Alex’s limp body hanging off his left shoulder. His chainsaw now nowhere to be seen. He held up his finger as if telling her to stay and she did.

He nodded, seeming to reassure himself. Then walked off to who knows where leaving (Y/N) alone again. She was finding this loneliness to be quite uncomfortable. Wanting someone to sit with her anyone, even the man would do.

The house was quiet. Any sign of life no longer audible in the most likely empty house. (Y/N) was sure that officer Hoyt was no longer here. If he was he would have seen the man kill her “friends” and could’ve stopped him but he must’ve left to get them parts or help. They man in the wheelchair also must’ve gone.

A door was slammed shut inside the house and soon followed the loud footsteps heard from before made their way to the living room.

#leatherface x reader #leatherface #bubba saywer #bubba sawyer x reader #bubba sawyer x you #leatherface x you #slasher x reader #slasher xyou #slashers x reader #slashers x you #x you #x reader

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aaronexplainsitall · 6 years

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That looks like a cinnamon roll but instead they used lil poops on it and uh no thank you. Cinnamon rolls are nasty too like I don’t want sticky fingers

LIL POOPS. I believe those are raisins or some other gross dried fruit, but overall I agree with your take. I don’t want more icing on my hands than in my mouth and I certainly don’t want it spread across poorly risen sweet bread.

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maetaamong · 6 years

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11-11-11

Idek how many times I’ve done this tag now

Tagged by the evil snake lover @howcaniwait

Charlie’s Questions:

1. do you choose rock, paper, or scissors first?

I always go with paper because I only really play this with my brother and the little dumbass always says (instead of Rock, paper, scissors) “ROCK ALWAYS WINS” and then proceeds to throw rock.... everytime

2. if you were to drown in any type of soup what would it be?

For no good reason whatsoever: Italian Wedding

3. what’s your biggest fear?

snaKES you lil shit

4. followup question: do you like snakes?

nO THEYRE DEATH NOODLES

5. most interesting/weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

I don’t dream. Never have ._.

6. one skill you really wish you had?

I wish I was comfortable with talking to new people and people who have authority over me (i.e. teachers, my mom, etc)

7. what’s the worst cereal?

Raisin Bran, who tf puts only raisins in their cereal. At least add some other dried fruit you barbarian

8. tell me a fun fact about you i don’t know?

oh god... you know a lot about me CP.... ummmmm... when I was in Myanmar for a few weeks a couple years ago I got really bad food poisoning because I ate a chicken heart from some sketchy restaurant

9. what do you usually do on Saturdays?

I go out to the barn, train for an hour, and then ride Catarina outside just on a casual trial ride for another hour. Then I spend more time grooming her and making her look nice before I go home and do homework for the rest of the day.

10. whats one word you would use to describe yourself

observant

11. how’s ur day been? (stealing from both you two sorry lmao)

I started my day with a physics test so idk how great it can be but so far we’re doing fairly well :)

My 11 Questions:

If you could learn any one language what would it be?

What’s your favourite book? What’s it about?

If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life what would it be?

Invent something for me.

What are some of your favourite song lyrics?

Are you watching the olympics right now? What event are you most interested in?

You have a week off of everything, so that you’re completely free, and you’re being given $1000 CAD everyday. What are you doing with it?

What is your favourite treat to eat?

You have the opportunity to try out any career you want for one day with no repercussions, what would you choose?

What are you doing at 11:32pm on a Friday night?

My 11 15 tags:

@undinefin @cinnagyeom-roll @busan-daegu-hiphoplover @busanschubs @llavkey @smittenbyschmidt @xuhoon @thedaysix @page17 @seventeen-teen-teen-trash @sambashua @the-maskedlady @astrayminho @chuuyo and @lipstick-chathao if you feel like doing it ik that’s not how the rules work but fuck it I’m trying to be nice

#11-11-11 #tag #tag games!#I do love this tag tbh

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birdkoskincare · 6 years

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Hi I'm also a sweet tooth. I don’t know if this will help, but I cut down sugar by eating sweets only for dessert and eating sweets that were balanced/countered by better things. For example, my snacks nowadays are popcorn with some chocolate chips mixed in (as opposed to say a donut) or I like trail mix that is almonds, raisins, and M&Ms (as opposed to a bag of M&Ms). My advice would be to limit sugar so it is a treat rather than something you have all the time. Not tough when you have a little

that seems like a good mindset! popcorn is definitely a fave for me! and so is trail mix, although i actually don’t like mixing chocolate in because it tends to get melty and messy sometimes, but i use dehydrated foods my dad gives me (he owns a lil dried fruit company) and i like that alternative to processed sugars; i’m forced to go slow bc i won’t get any refills until i go back home again ahah

#answered #tw: food

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valkurious69 · 6 years

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My Sweet Sacrifice CH. 2

“Halo?” I rasped, twirling a strand of hair on my finer. It was probably another of mom’s boring work fiends, ready 2 leaf a massage 4 her. I didn’t even half time to roll my eyes when they flew back open wide.  

“is this Tamzin Loki?” came a really lusty girl’s voice. My tongue dried up in my mouth at the sight of her words. I licked my lips and told my heart to shut UP! (AN: as I said b4, she’s BYE!!!!11 that means she likes men AND WOMAN!!1) I didn’t even mind that she hand’t used my full name, which I prefer to go bi.

“Y-Yes... that’s me!” croaked my reply. I whipped my hands against my skirt nervously. What could such a sexy person want from me besides sex ofc. But she hadn’t even seen my face yet! Or had she? I hoped she wasn’t some1 creepy, even though she was a girl and girls aren’t ever crepey.  

“My nam is the Morrigan...” she continued plainly, as if filling her nails. “I have a preposition for you...”

Tehh Morrigan?? That was a big fcuking deal, since she’s the ruler of the dark fay (oh, I forgot to mention, since I am dark fae, she’s my queen 2)!!1! Like imagine if Amy Lee had called a fan to ask them a flavor, it’s that cool. It also explained her sexiness, since she’s well-known for being a major hottie. Even hotter than us valkrees!1 But what did she want with me...?

“oh woW!” I gasped, choked. “What a horror! I am flattened, my ledge.” I bowed even tho I was on a phone. You never no what she could see, after all. “What can I dew for you?”  

She purred a smile. “Just what I hopped to hear. I have a very important mission 4 u. I have herd a great deal about you, Tamzin... all vary impressive things.”

My blush crept all over my face, making it very hot. Hotter than normal. “Thx.” I elaborated.

“That’s why I want you to bring a fae man into Valhella 4 me...”

I did a spit take even tho I wasn’t drinking. Valkyries usually only bring humans in2 Valholla!! Killing a fae mean he must be an important guy to her... and definitely lite. Only noble dudes got to retire in the hall of the goods. The Mulligan orderign to kill a light fae on porpoise would be a crime in our world... if anyone ever caught her in the act.

And she wanted ME two do it??  

“A... a fae?” I reaped in shock. “That’s a big deal...”

“Yes, yas it is. But I have my raisins, and I have faith that you can pole it off.” Her voice was still hella sexy, like if Angelina Jolie and Marylin Monorail had a baby. And then that baby grew up into a mega sexbonb woman. It was really hard to say no to a voice lik that. “So... u up 4 the challenge?”

I glanced @ my reflection in the hallway mirror, dabbing. Before now, I had been escorting normal targets, supes boring average heroes... and all human. Which I didn’t mind... huemans could be pretty cute. Especially when fucking them. Which I like to do, a lot. They're cut lil bruises and painting sounds... the way they moan and grown... even when they cum too soon is precious. (AN: don’t call her a slut!!11!! she just likes sex, OK?? that don;t mean she a whore!!) Butt bringing a light fae into the halls.... that would def bump me up to head Valkyrie level... and I would be the youngest ever to do sew...

“Kay.” I said after an hour. “I’ll do it.”

“Wonderulf!” she yawned happily, snapeing her fingers. A heavy folder of paupers appeared in midair and I caught them just as they started to fall. “off!” I managed not to say as they landed. Cradling the phone on my shoulder, I opened them up.

“So... ho is my target?”  

Rite on the fist page was a hot af young man (tho knot as young as me), with dirty blond curls and a sexy scuffle of a beard. He looked neice, wearing a purple collared shit, sleeves rolled halfway up, under a pinstriped vest, a studded punk belt threaded thru black leather sknny pants, and a sliver wristwatch. He had the faintest trace of eyeliner around his kind eyes, which were squinted in happenis in the pic (AN: if u don think eyeliner on guys is sexay than FCCK OFF!!!11!!! they’re not gay if they do, and being gay makes them 10x hotter anyway!!). The only evidence of anything fae was the hint of fang at the coroner of his smile, confirming along w his stats that he was, indeed, a wearwolf. I scammed the name @ the top of the page right as the Morganna hissed aganst my ear,  

“Dyson”.

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petcultured · 7 years

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My girlfriend and I expanded our little family with the addition of two hermit crabs! Their names are Barrack and Michelle. The two lil hermits are being kept in an Exoterra Habisphere, there's a UTH on the back left corner (under the hide for an extra warm/humid space), they are on about 3.5 inches of Eco Earth, and their food is a homemade mix of oats, rice, nuts, raisins, dried coconut, and seaweed. The gif is of Barrack sizing up a shell he was already in, switched out of for his old shell, but is contemplating getting back in to the new one (spoiler: he's back in the new one). My girlfriend and I are so pleased to have these two lil crustacean pals in our lives. We are surprised at how active they are already. We can't wait to watch even more of their crabby antics.

#mine #petcultured #gif #hermit crab #hermit crabs #hermies #hermitblr #is that even a tag?#petblr #pet blog #crustacean

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tubby-subby-blog · 6 years

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Higher cal day than i had hoped for. Was super rainy so got out less than i hoped to.

Breakie: yogurt with 2/3 of a medium strawberry.

Lunch: 2 cups of veggie mix with 2 tsps of parm cheese n a lil chili powder.

Snack: freeze dried pear and a bday cake combat crunch bar (my favorite bar ever atm)

Dinner: yogurt and a fit delight bar. Honestly these arent amazing i just like the calories and fiber in em.

Bedtime snacc attacc: raisin bran with 2 tsp of honey n cashew milk.

Total rounds up to 850. Tdee 1,900

#diet #not pro just using tags #proana #anorexia #bulimia #eating disorders #calorie counting #food #what i ate today #eating disorder tw #anamia #binge purge #low calorie #safe foods #proannna #promia #purge

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newsglobaltoday-blog · 6 years

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The Best Cheeses For Grilled Cheese, According To People Who Truly Know

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The Best Cheeses For Grilled Cheese, According To People Who Truly Know

Warning: American cheese has no place in this story.

While it’s hard to deny the melty perfection of a diner-style grilled cheese sandwich made with slices of American cheese or even Kraft singles, most experts happen to think American cheese is pure garbage.

“It’s not really cheese to me, it’s some kind of weird plastic-y substance that should be banned from the face of the earth,” Heidi Gibson, co-owner of The American Grilled Cheese Kitchen in San Francisco, told HuffPost.

While not everyone agrees with that, it’s not the only point of contention when it comes to making a good grilled cheese sandwich. You can use white or wheat bread, and you can slather it with either butter or mayo. You can grate your cheese or you can slice it, or you can get real controversial and put tomatoes in it. But what really matters in a grilled cheese sandwich is the type of cheese you use. And no one agrees on that, either.

But there are professionals who truly know how to turn cheese into magic. When you meet such a person, you should listen to them carefully. We did just that, asking three legendary cheese experts to tell us, in their opinion, the best cheeses for a grilled cheese sandwich.

Heidi Gibson

Gibson is the author of Grilled Cheese Kitchen, winner of seven grilled cheese championships and co-owner (with her husband Nate Pollak) of The American Grilled Cheese Kitchen in San Francisco. Here are her top 10 picks:

1. Medium cheddar. This is the mic-drop classic, as far as I’m concerned. Melty, delicious, and with that perfect pull-apart gooeyness. Tillamook is my personal favorite. Aged cheddars are great too, but don’t melt quite as well.

Bonus: Tillamook’s smoked black pepper cheddar. Holy moly is this perfect in a grilled cheese!

2. Fontina. Another beautifully melting cow milk cheese, fontinas range from mild to stinky so there’s one to suit everybody’s taste. I like the stinkier ones (melting cuts the stink, by the way) and like to add a little minced sage and some prosciutto to my fontina grilled cheese.

3. Monterey or Sonoma Jack. Jacks are mild cow milk cheeses and are particularly good for mixing with a stronger-flavored cheese in a grilled cheese (like blue cheese, or Parmesan) so you can get a more interesting flavor but still have a gooey melty texture. Use mostly Monterey Jack and sprinkle on a couple teaspoons of your favorite blue cheese or hard grating cheese on top of Jack for something unique.

4. Gouda. Gouda is one of the world’s oldest known cheeses, and one of the best for grilled cheese. Straight up red-wax gouda (which is young) is fine, but I recommend trying some of the wide variety of variations … smoked gouda, gouda with cumin, goat milk gouda. Aged gouda takes a little longer to melt (it’s harder) so keep the flame low to not burn your bread, but it’s worth trying if you can find it. In the U.S., Marieke Gouda makes some of the best gouda around.

5. Comte. Comte is an unpasteurized French cow’s milk cheese eaten straight or made into fondue. It’s firm and rich, with buttery tones. Try it with a smear of dijon mustard on a sturdy country loaf.

6. Boschetto al Tartufo. This is a specific cheese, and other truffled Italian cheeses are great too, but this one has cow and sheep’s milks and melts beautifully; it’s available nationwide in Whole Foods’ cheese dept. I like it in a grilled cheese with thick-sliced smoked bacon and some fresh snipped chives on ciabatta bread.

7. Gruyere and Emmental (lumping together because they are similar). Cheeses traditionally used in dishes similar to grilled cheese are always good options, and gruyere and emmental are both used in Croque-Monsieur (or -Madame), a strong hint you’re on the right track. These can be pretty firm cheeses, so grate them before adding to your sandwich to facilitate melting. If you find the flavor a little strong, mix them with a milder cheese, like Jack or havarti.

8. Toma. Toma is a traditional semi-soft cow milk cheese made in Northern Italy. Flavor varies by producer, but it’s creamy and mild, and a great melter. Point Reyes Creamery in California makes a particularly good version of Toma.

9. Havarti. Creamy havarti is another good one to pair with other cheeses; it is relatively soft and buttery, very mild, and children (or people who don’t like any stink in their cheeses) will love it. It melts easily. Try some of the flavored havartis (like dill) for variety.

10. Raclette. This is Swiss cheese you see used in a traditional Swiss dish (and device) also called “raclette” ― you melt the surface of the cheese in front of a fire and scrape it onto bread or potatoes. Of course it’s perfect for melting in a grilled cheese too. It’s got a “Swiss cheese”-type flavor, but more sophisticated.

Kurt Beecher Dammeier

Beecher Dammeier is the founder, CEO and executive chef at Beecher’s Handmade Cheese, which launched in Seattle and has locations nationwide.

1. Aged Cheddar-Gruyere (Beecher’s Flagship). This is the key ingredient of our famous Beecher’s grilled cheese sandwich. The age of the cheddar gives the sandwich a nutty flavor and this “sweet cheddar” style of cheese melts into the bread beautifully. We like to mix in a little Just Jack for some added richness, but going all out with Beecher’s Flagship is not a bad idea either. Prepare for a slightly sharp, decadent sandwich with a smooth, creamy texture.

2. Comte. Comte hails from the Franche-Comte region of eastern France. The semi-firm cheese is made from unpasteurized cow’s milk cheese and is known for its distinct flavor profile. It’s often found melted atop a hearty bowl of French onion soup. I’d suggest pairing it with some rosemary-seasoned caramelized onions or some smoked ham for a delicious grilled cheese à la Française.

3. Monterey Jack (Just Jack). For a classic grilled cheese, you can’t go wrong with Monterey Jack. Our version of this cheese, known as “Just Jack” is a rich, creamy Jack that melts into pure deliciousness. Its full-cream flavor pairs especially well with fruity or spicy preserves and chutneys.

4. Emmental. This traditional style of cheese made in Switzerland is known for its melt-ability. It’s most commonly used in fondue but works equally well between sliced bread. Add a little thinly sliced steak or crisped bacon in between two slices of cheese to round out the slight sweetness of this Swiss cheese. Serve with ample mustard and pickles.

5. Chaource. This soft French cheese has a lot of flavor. It’s salty and earthy, with a slight hint of bitterness. It’s not a typically used in grilled cheese sandwiches but is a fun, indulgent departure. Consider spreading some apricot preserves on a crusty white bread with the creamy cheese and serving it slightly warm (it won’t need much time to get melty). If you can’t find the traditional French version, try Seastack from Mt. Townsend Creamery.

6. Seasoned White Cheddar (Marco Polo). Marco Polo is one of my favorite Beecher’s cheeses. It’s an aged cheddar that’s seasoned with both green and black peppercorns. The peppery notes pair perfectly with roasted turkey or chicken. Add some spicy, pickled peppers (we love Mama Lil’s peppers) and you’ve got yourself a glorious sandwich.

7. Mont D’Or (Winnimere from Jasper Hills, Vermont). This cheese is often warmed in the oven so that the center melts into a perfect gooey mess, ideal for dipping crusty bits of bread. Skip the dipping part and go straight for a sandwich. Both the French version and Jasper Hill’s take are typically available in the winter months― try it with some freshly cracked black pepper and a little cranberry sauce.

8. Muenster (French and German versions will have more stinkiness). The American version of muenster is quite mild. If you want to ramp up the flavor profile a bit, opt for a French or German version that’s been imported (those tend to have more age and thus a more pungent, earthy flavor profile). Either way you go, this cheese will melt into a fine ooze and should be paired with some smoked bacon, and perhaps sautéed onions or apples, and thyme.

9. Garotxa (Spanish Goat). This semi-firm goats milk cheese from Catalan has become really popular, and with good reason; it has a round, robust flavor profile and is less acidic than many other goat cheeses. Try pairing it with some thinly sliced pears and prosciutto for an even more flavorful grilled cheese sandwich.

10. Blue cheese (Oregonzola by Rogue Creamery) cut with Swiss (Jarlsberg). Why not be bold and add a little blue to your sandwich? We recommend using a creamy blue, like Oregonzola from Rogue Creamery, and cutting it with a little Swiss or our Just Jack to achieve a creamier texture and slightly milder flavor. This would pair nicely with a dark nutty bread that maybe even has some dried fruit (like raisins or figs) baked into it.

Christine Clark

Clark is the assistant manager of education and events at Murray’s Cheese in New York. She gave us her top six cheeses for grilling in no particular order:

Young goat gouda. Mild, tangy, sweet and toasty. Easygoing and crowd-pleasing. Also a good option for people who have a hard time processing cow’s milk. Lovely with anything tomato-y.

Comte St. Antoine. Perfectly balanced, with a lovely sweetness. It’s the most popular cheese in France for a reason, folks! Excellent with bacon or a floral honey. Or both!

Annelies. My current favorite grilled cheese is Annelies, caramelized onions, thinly sliced pickles and coarse grain mustard on sourdough. Dreamy Annelies is exclusive to Murray’s and is incredible on its own but life-changing in this sandwich.

L’Etivaz. L’Etivaz, which is made using traditional production methods and tastes the way Gruyere tasted hundreds of years ago, is incredible as a grilled cheese with a simple swipe of strawberry jam. A summer day in a sandwich.

Taleggio. Taleggio’s yeasty, egg custardy flavor is made more savory in a grilled cheese, and is delicious with fig jam.

Arzua Ulloa. Arzua Ulloa tastes like string cheese turned into fancy cheese—looks impressive, tastes like your childhood. A very friendly, easy-going cheese, so put it with your favorite sweet or savory pairing and it will be delicious. Membrillo paste is my current fave.

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