#tomato dangers

[allperfectpets]

Can Hamsters Eat Tomatoes? Everything You Need to Know!

Hamsters are cute pets that adore nibbling. Nonetheless, as a capable proprietor, it's vital to ensure that the food you give them is protected and sound. Tomatoes are a typical family food, yet could hamsters at any point eat them? In this article, we will examine all that you want to be familiar with taking care of tomatoes to hamsters.

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[myyoungroyalsblog]

Okay but that jumper is kinda adorable

#with the little heart🥺 #although dangerous colour afajshsjdh what if you drop tomato sauce on it😭 #young royals #yr s2 spoilers #mine #queue

[cookinguptales]

just saw this tweet over on twitter

and my academic-with-a-special-interest-in-charms-placed-in-household-liminal-spaces ass is over here like

Wreaths, bunches of flowers, charms, souvenirs of special significance, religious items, etc. On the door, beside the door, placed above the door, buried beneath the threshold... Even in your yard leading up to your house. Anything, really.

If you put something that you associate with some kind of religious/cultural/family tradition or protective significance at a point of entrance/exit to your home, my nerdy ass would love to know about it.

Is it year-round? Seasonal? Something only associated with specific events or holiday? Where did you pick this tradition up?

And yes -- please, please tell me all about it in the tags. I'm so fucking nosy.

#img desc in alt #not me annoying all of my neighbors about chimaki when I was going to school in Japan #don't make me explain the anthropological concept of liminality again bc I will do it and that's a threat #for me personally I keep seasonal wreaths on the door #dried herbs/flowers on the inside of the door #small ojizosama on the stairs #tomato on shelf made of old clothes and filled with dried plants from my garden that I made when I moved #this is less a belief system for me as it is just a collection of traditions I liked and adopted in my home #it doesn't have to be serious I just wanna hear about it #poll #also I have a little iron frog that I was given as a housewarming gift that lives on my windowsill #he protects the house from danger and I provide him with seasonal hats so #symbiotic relationship

[paperbaldi]

not gonna lie I sometimes feel strange posting baldi art in 2023. Like I know is not my fault that I didn't know about fandoms and stuff but seeing some old posts of fans having fun when baldis basics was so popular and posting arts and stuff and seeing people interacting with each other with their baldi blogs and...i don't know. I feel like I missed so much fun. I feel like a fake fan because I didn't join the fandom sooner and when I see people mention some events that happened in the fandom I just. can't say anything because I wasn't there (or either I don't remember that much?)

#tbh i wouldnt even be here if it was not bcuz of friends and some people encouraging me to keep drawing even tho my old drawings sucked ass #like i know it doesnt matter if you join a fandom late but damn ggrgrgrrg!!!! #but i think thats good bcuz i was so much younger when the first game came out - #i cant imagine the horrors of internet danger. #i was busy watching comic dubs 😔 #now whenever i post baldi art i feel like that scene when Spongebob tells a tomato joke and everyone is like. silent 👽 #yeah i went stalking to a baldi blog who reposted baldi related through all way 2018 (worst mistake) #now when I see a baldi blog theyre either desactivated or abandoned which. i understand. lack of interest...! #i just kind of wish i was present when those blogs were created #also uh. sorry for this i hope yall understand 🥸 #talking :0) #i think i may delete later...? idk

[tactlesstuesdays]

god damn, so not the angst we were looking for

#danger force #found this on rotten tomatoes #all the episode plots and dates are on there #supposedly

[detentiontrack]

Something about having to go no contact with a parent that people don’t talk about is how with every life achievement, you think about what it would be like to tell them

#I just started a new job and all I’ve been thinking about lately is if my dad would be proud of me #I haven’t seen or spoken to him since 2019 #he has no clue what my life is like right now. he only knows the old childhood version of me #he will never be at my graduation or my wedding #he’ll never see me grow as a person and become an adult #and a part of me misses when things were different and we would spend time together #whenever I was sad or sick he would make me a grilled cheese and tomato soup and to this day I haven’t had a better grilled cheese #it would be dangerous to even reach out and talk to him #I can never see him again #he’s done so many things to hurt me and my family #but a part of me is still the same 10 year old that wanted her dad’s attention #whew sorry for being so personal on here #I just needed to get that out

[emperornero]

dinnar tonight 💪

#the sprout is a tomato plant i think . from one of the seeds from a tomato last week #idk if franciszek will eat it but its not dangerous so let it be there

[cornerihaunt]

calorie counting app ad on tumblr ! fun !!!!!!!

#i used it back when [redacted] #soooooooo boooooo tomato tomato #my relationship with food is much healthier than back then so i’m in no danger #but like. that’s very bad : #rambles #ask to tag

[artemisbarnowl]

Congrats me for going on a stupid little walk for my stupid little mental health.

While I was on said walk a nasty little thought popped into my brain, saying I needed to pack up and go home. For good. I was thinking about how Im having trouble identifying my thing to look forward to, remembering how my trips to melb were always exciting, not just for home cooked pasta but for getting to do other fun activities and live the lifestyle I want, when all of a sudden the "i need to go home" appears. It was weirdly upsetting and anxiety inducing and i dont know if its true or not.

#after i got my breathing back and wasnt in danger of crying anymore I had to poke a little deeper #with a 'he won't BE there even if you go back' and i was even very good about not mountaining the mole hill of appartment sesrching #i thought I'd have to start all over again with a workplace and friends #but i left friends there i wouldnt be starting from nothing #but now i need to wait a bit and see if the thought wanders off #or takes of the mask revealing a 'you dont want to go to Melbourne you want to go to one very specific apartment' #'with a sunny balcony and tomato plants and walking distance to the market and all the asian food you could also for' #or maybe actually take root as a move back to melb and live between the 3 bouldering gyms i used to frequent before moving #and bike to the gardens every week #and go to the bathhouse and DONT have a panic attack every time you go near the museum

[cheapcheapfaker]

i think about that tik tok that had its rounds around here about, i believe, German vs Vietnamese hospitality? Where the German thought the dinner would be done but the Vietnamese thought the host and guest would be cooking together. And I present a third option where I’d love to help you cook dinner but if you hand me a rainbow cuisinart knife and a glass cutting board i am killing myself in your kitchen immediately except the blade is so dull i have to do it real sloppily and its going to take a while

#pride is a sin but i do be good at cooking. real good. im a very good home cook #listen. i made macarons perfect first try. #homemade no beater mayo is easy #seeing that post where people earnestly believe snoop dog taught Gordon Ramsey how to chiffonade makes me irrationally angry #i hate that fucking ‘old weird recipes’ twink for implying mayo in baking is ‘weird’ #when its just already emulsified eggs and oil #if you ask me to help you cook and you hold the knife by placing a finger on top i will walk out of that kitchen. we gon get take out #its not just me being annoyed w someone w less skill #unskilled cooks in the kitchen make me anxious. lack of knife skills is dangerous. #dull knives esp. drives me nuts ‘oh i like them dull so i won’t cut myself’ oooooh my gooooood fjnadsfksdaf #JUST leARN TO CUT??? ITS SO MUCH EASIER #PUT THE BREAD KNIFE DOWN BACK AWAY FROM THE TOMATO

[smilerri]

people really have the audacity to claim odysseus isnt the most unlikable character in the entire odyssey?? when his whole personality is being a lying bitch?? yeah its funny sometimes but he still sucks

#odysseus: me: booo tomato tomato tomato #bro is annoying as fuck #and it annoys me so mcuh when people claim he cares for anyone other than himself #like its all during the flashback that HE NARRATES so ofc he's gonna make himself look good #then you get to the laetrygonians and there's just no way to excuse that #he says that he purposefully made the other ships enter the bay first which means he KNEW there was danger and made the conscious decision #to send his men before him so he could make a quick escape when things inevitably went wrong #because hes a murderous jackass #the murder isnt even the worst bit either #its the deception #but thats his whole thing isnt it #resourceful odysseus #king of lies #anyway stan elpenor and eurylochus and perimedes #aka the only named members of odysseus' crew BECAUSE HE DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANY OF THEM!!!! #classics #classical studies #homer's odyssey #the odyssey #odysseus

[oh-meow-swirls]

i think gera gera po should be used more in english yo-kai watch stuff. the anime only uses it for like half of season 1 and none of the english games have it as an opening-

#puppy rambles #yo-kai watch #gera gera po gera gera po gera gera po gera gera po #sit back here's our story nate say hey yo no whisper go cracka-lacka-boom-boom #there's more yo-kai than taders in idaho like cheeksqueek and his popo #feel that there way down below fidgephant makes you need a quick commode #all this gera po turn back the clock yo and see what we can see #oh my lost friend who cares for him a home is what he so needs kids in this town they have family he wants that safety #with nightfall comes great danger and things go from strange to so much stranger #gera gera po gera gera po gera gera po gera gera (yeah) po #yea i like gera gera po. yo-kai watch (feat. swampy marsh) is also good #as are the opening themes for blasters n 3. i mean i've actually only heard go tomato red (or whatever it's called) and cheers! full of love #idk on. whatever the other two are for each. does moon rabbit crew's count when it's not in english- i mean i guess it does

[hawnks]

sometimes when i feel unhinged i go on amazon and just browse green couches

#squawk tag #I think about her every day (a green loveseat) #(velvet) #(that everyone respects and no one will spill soup on) #one time my brother spilled an entire cup of tomato soup on our mothers white couch #one time also his friend spilled an enrire cup of tomato soup in the passenger seat of our car #history with soup: dangerous. to be handled like a wild animal.

[skold]

any other chronic illness mfs crave a trigger food so bad you just say fuck it and eat it anyway despite knowing it’s gonna ruin your life for the next 12-48 hours

#like. haha i’m in danger #but my god i wanted the pasta with tomato sauce SO BAD #and my stepdad just… happened to make some last night #so there was just leftovers sitting in front of my dumb face in the fridge #i had a moment of weakness i guess

[librathefangirl]

TK Vs Tomatoes

ao3 (900+ words; chapter 1/2)

Coming home to the smell of cooking always brought an anxiety-filled warmth. With Carlos being the main chef in the relationship, TK making him dinner always came as a surprise that made even the simplest dish feel grand. It made Carlos feel even more loved. The anxiety came, of course, from the fact that TK was cooking unsupervised in their home – they did not need another fire, thank you very much. And no matter what the other man claimed, his reputation in the kitchen was not overexaggerated. This day, the anxiety surpassed the warmth. The loft smelled like smoke. Carlos had barely shut the door behind him before he was running to the kitchen. There was no fire, thank god. Just a badly smoking frying pan. Not that Carlos was about to jinx it. So, without relaxing, he turned off the stove and looked around. The kitchen was empty.

Prompt: "God, you're bleeding! How the hell did you do that?" "I was trying to cut the tomatoes!"

(Credit to my sister for the story title 😂)

Chapter 1: Spoiler: The Tomatoes Won

Coming home to the smell of cooking always brought an anxiety-filled warmth. With Carlos being the main chef in the relationship, TK making him dinner always came as a surprise that made even the simplest dish feel grand. It made Carlos feel even more loved. The anxiety came, of course, from the fact that TK was cooking unsupervised in their home – they did not need another fire, thank you very much. And no matter what the other man claimed, his reputation in the kitchen was not overexaggerated. This day, the anxiety surpassed the warmth. The loft smelled like smoke. Carlos had barely shut the door behind him before he was running to the kitchen. There was no fire, thank god. Just a badly smoking frying pan. Not that Carlos was about to jinx it. So, without relaxing, he turned off the stove and looked around. The kitchen was empty.

Carlos tried to keep the worst case scenarios out of his head – there were plenty harmless reasons the kitchen could be close to fire and TK nowhere to be seen – but really, this was TK. It wasn’t like the worst case scenarios were that unreasonably to consider. Getting shot, getting kidnapped, multiple comas, almost dying too many times? They had all happened under the few years Carlos had known the other man.

“TK, you here?” Carlos called out. Holding his breath as he waited for an answer – and prayed there would be one – he looked around the kitchen once more. His gaze froze on a bloody knife.

Fuck.

 “In here!” came – finally – TK’s voice just as Carlos noticed the blood trail leading towards the bathroom. In his initial panic, Carlos hadn’t seen it before. Now, it almost screamed at him. Between the knife and the trail and the still thick smell of smoke, a most likely scenario was starting to form in Carlos’ mind. Slowly, he let his anxiety fall from a level of call-911-NOW to one of run-to-him as he hurried to the bathroom.

TK was sitting on the toilet lid, a thick towel wrapped around his hand. A thick bloody towel.

“Hey, babe, how was your shift?”

Honestly, Carlos could strangle him sometimes.

“Please, don’t pretend everything’s fine when you’re bleeding all over our apartment.”

TK dropped the smile, his eyes fell to his wrapped hand with an embarrassed grimace.

“It looks worse than it is.”

Carlos wasn’t as reassured by that as he knew TK wanted him to be. His track record outweighed whatever assurance he had for him right now.

“That’s barely comforting,” Carlos mumbled as he kneeled on the floor. He didn’t care if blood seeped into his pants or not. TK was his priority. He gently took TK’s hand in his own, careful as the other man winced at the action, and started unwrapping the towel.

“God, you’re bleeding!” Carlos knew this of course. He’d known it before he’d even know where TK was. The bloody towel should have prepared him, but still, he hadn’t expected this. He sure as hell hoped it looked worse that is was. It looked bad. TK had had a few close calls in the kitchen before, but this... “How the hell did you do that?”

“I was trying to cut the tomatoes!” TK defended himself, and, yeah, Carlos knew this too. He’d seen the cutting board. None of this was new information, but information he had to process. Carlos took a deep breath.

“Okay, okay, yeah, just... Let me look at this.”

TK looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, but let Carlos take his hand. He sat still and quiet as Carlos examined the wound. Screw how it looked, this was worse.

“Sorry,” Carlos mumbled as TK winced again when he cleaned off the fresh blood that kept coming. Finally content – but definitely not happy – with his examination, Carlos braced for the argument he knew would come.

“Babe,” Carlos said slowly, stroking TK’s wrist. “You need a hospital.”

“It’s fine.”

“It needs stitches!”

“You know, last time I checked I was the medic here,” TK protested, rolling his eyes this time.

“Well, maybe I want a second opinion,” Carlos countered. TK paled at the suggestion, just as Carlos knew he would, pulling his hand back from Carlos’ grasp.

“Please don’t call Tommy,” he pleaded, lip pouting out. If Carlos hadn’t been so focused with the looming blood loss, he would have teased him for it. Or fallen for the puppy look. Not today though.

“Actually, I meant Nancy.”

“Ah, god please no. She’d never let me live this down.”

“And what, you don’t think they’ll notice a huge bandage?” Carlos couldn’t help but quip, but then he softened. He gently stroked TK’s cheek. “Baby, we only care about you. You need a hospital.”

TK deflated and muttered something under his breath. Then he sighed dramatically.

“Fine. But only for you”.

“Good,” Carlos said, and he wasn’t sure what part he meant most. Good as in thank you for letting me get you the proper care. Good as in thank you to the women he knew always looked after his danger prone fiancé when he couldn’t. “Come on then. We can even stop for some takeout on the way back. I’m not letting you back into the kitchen tonight.”

“I blame the tomatoes.”

“Of course you do.”

“Hey,” TK mumbled as they settled into the car, taking Carlos’ hand with his good one – the other now wrapped in a fresh towel and pressed tightly to his chest. “I’m sorry I worried you.”

“I know,” Carlos sighed, squeezing his hand. “But I’ll always worry about you. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Apparently there will be a part 2. My sister demands it! Not sure when though...

#tk fights tomatoes #tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #911 lone star #911ls #tarlos fic #911 lone star fic #libra writes #my fics #hurt/comfort #tk strand whump #tk is a danger to himself #tw blood #tw injury

[beeelderly]

the bad thing about toummy ache is that it hourts  and you really gotta decide whether ur muscles are clenching bc theyre holding ur body up or if theyre clenching because of stress of not wanting to vom. but the good thing is that i can eat grill cheese and tomato soup every day forever and im fine with it

#emeto tw #i think i can do this when im no longer sick but i will revisit all my favourite spicy foods when im no longer in the DANGER ZONE #i think . its awesome to wake up and make breakfast and go to work with a full belly and a little more awake than usual #food / #i think i also dont like rosemary as a herb anymore. only semi related #im jsut saying whatever at this point . tomato soupe