#I just want some of that cheddar

[candycrushmaster9000]

Guys be honest…. Should I try to do commissions…

[icewindandboringhorror]

Apparently I can meet my goal of roughly 400,000 words in 6 months if I just somehow write at least 2,200 words a day ghbjh... Almost 2,500 today... huzzah...

[lilliesinthepond-artpage]

Dr. Harry Vanderspeigle is one sexy ass alien..... SMASH SMASH SMASH

[lady-inkyrius]

God I fucking love cheese.

[dont-open-dead-inside-25]

Liveblog cancelled due to me hitting my post limit but here's how it turned out. I was going to try the ketchup seasoning out but it had congealed

Rice (cooked with chicken broth) + carrots and celery (fried in avocado oil and a pat of butter) + dried onion flakes + garlic powder + scrambled eggs + jalapeño cheese hot dogs + soy sauce + ketchup*

*in my bowl only

[keeps-ache]

oops‎‎‎, i, ‎did it again - i overcheesed the spaghetteh,

[aniseandspearmint]

When I get groceries next month I plan to make a huge batch of wontons. I've been craving them sooooo bad this month. And they freeze really well.

I did make some! But, not anticipating a Food Fixation I only got enough to make a few meals worth.

IDk my brain is sometimes like, "We cannot have the same meal more than twice in a row!"

Other times it's, "We want THIS THING! We don't have it? We are going to be VERY upset about that and tank the neurochemicals and whine and diminish the joy we find in the foods we DO have then." >:(

*eye roll*

[loveletterworm]

my review of the attempt at making cheezit-type crackers that turned out to be kind of fucked up square biscuits from yesterday is that They are very salty which probably would have been tolerable if they were a cracker as intended but its vaguely unpleasant as a biscuit-ish pastry but my mom did love them she made me send her the recipe (which i did not follow correctly so i'm not sure what her goal is)

[publicdomainbooksdevotee]

Why does searching for sap sago cheese keep sending me to ancient websites. I checked the source code for one of them and it was made with Microsoft FrontPage 5.0. It's still up.

[implalazz]

DAY ONE OF EATING BETTER: SUCCESS!!!! Had my toast bruschetta & a very orange heavy smoothie for breakfast & for lunch I just had a spicy tuna sandwich with miso & some sweet green tea

[autumnoakes]

wait i can just.

i can cook a chicken breast for myself

and make fajitas for mom and aunt

i can

i can DO that

[thueenz]

i get so sad seeing occupied objects with people that are just blatantly upsetting them

[starshine-selfships]

The thought of making dinner with him still makes me so

[therecipelibrary]

So I get an email a few weeks ago from Tillamook, apparently years ago I had asked on their website if they could please considering making a havarti style cheese.

I might love cheese, just a bit.

I've been an avid admirer of them since I was a small thing in Alaska, in a rural town with one grocery store that carried mostly, yes Tillamook. This love followed me down the west coast and to every place I have ever lived, though it is harder to come by here.

Anyway, so I think great, they emailed me to alert me that this product is available so I can go forth and purchase it.

Oh no.

Not only did they keep insanely good records from what must be millions of submissions, they tell me I submitted in 2015, 8 years ago?! And I had forgotten by now. Of course. Not only do they want to tell me this cheese exists, they want to send me some.

I think great. I'm getting a coupon for free cheese and proceed to perform a not so short dance of getting all the cheese.

They ask for my address and tell me it will arrive within ten days, it does not.

I wait for 2 long weeks, checking every letter. It does not come. I give up all hope, assuming perhaps it was a scam or a fever dream.

Until today.

I received a full sized cooler box with not one but four packets of havarti cheese. To say I am in cheese heaven is an understatement.

I love it, what other company would ever? They not only exceeded, but shattered every expectation.

(If you haven't made a trip to their factory near the oregon coast, let me just say it is pure magic.)

And yes it is delicious, and it melts very, very well and I dearly hope I can find more to buy eventually because I am hooked.

Not that I wasn't before, I almost always have some of their cheddar on hand. If you haven't tried their cheese, you should, and if you have an idea for them, well, it might just pan out in copious amounts of free cheese.

[wolfisland]

"wow so good!" ← guy who is about to be in the most debilitating stomach pain on top of the binder pain

playing a dangerous game with this avocado on my bagel but also has anyone considered its fucking delicious

[chaoticbardlady99]

Can I request a fic where Astarion reacts to GN!Reader who always helps him but refuses to accept his propositions please?

 CW: Dead Dove- for the people who can’t think for themselves and make a decision, no I am not adding specifics to my tags and I don’t have to. You know what game you are playing and you know Astarion’s back story. Put on your big kid pants and get over yourself- if the worst thing that happened to you today was that a fanfiction had a vague CW (which is also not a requirement for anything, it’s common courtesy. You don’t see CW on every book with dark themes, do you?) then you have a pretty damn good life. I’m not paid to write these fanfictions- if you want me to change how I tag things, then start sending me money or 🖕🏻 your bitching isn’t welcome here

I hope you enjoy!

Astarion doesn’t know much about freedom and normal sexual relationships. In fact, he doesn’t know shit about normal relationships period. His entire world is people taking advantage of his body and his lack of freedom- hands scraping at his skin and taking from him.

 You, on the other hand, have thwarted every attempt he has made to please you sexually. 

 You roll your eyes at his pick up lines and his nicknames, you flirt back, but you never take it further when he asks. He asked you to spend time with him in his tent the night before- his plans to seduce you had been destroyed when you brought Lanceboard, he tried to get you to put it away, you suggested he is afraid to lose, and he had to prove that he is definitely not afraid to play Lanceboard with anyone! Especially you- who he was certain he could beat. It ended up being five draws and you won at the end, but it was the most fun he has had in a long time. 

  It’s been three weeks of traveling and his plan to wrap you around his pinkie finger has gone abysmally. Yet- you keep helping him. 

 You aided him in killing the Gur, give him blood as he needs it and make sure everyone knows you support and trust him. The rest of them have the right idea not to, but it warms something deep within him to know you genuinely do trust him. It shouldn’t- you are a means to an end. 

 And yet- here he is, sitting next to you at the campfire and just enjoying your company as you tell him about one of your many adventures before you were swiped up.

 You, the busy body of the group, are exceptionally well traveled and you have been telling Astarion about all the places he needs to see- Evereska, Neverwinter, Althkalta, Waterdeep, Candlekeep- the list goes on and on. 

 Astarion swears he could listen to you talk forever and then some, but it also makes him feel poorly about himself. 

 He has absolutely nothing to offer outside of sex and yet, here you are, offering to take him all around Toril at the end of this journey. 

 “Why?”

“Why what?” You look stunned by his sudden disruption, “why do the people of Daggerford like Cheddar over Mozerrella? I’m honestly not-“

“No- why do you want me to stick around?” His voice comes out more harshly than he intended, “you refuse every proposition I have given you- I haven’t even begun to show off my usefulness and-“

“Usefulness?”

 His eyes snap to yours and you look sad- heartbroken even. Astarion doesn’t need your pity! He doesn’t need more from you when he has already taken so much.

“Well of course,” he scoffs, “you provide me with food- literally- and you talk to me all the time and you spend time with me and ask me what I like and about me-

“And you always help me,” he says uneasily, “and you never ask for anything in return.”

 The silence feels defeaning. 

“I really like you, Astarion,” you say softly, “and I know the importance of finding one’s self and Cazador stole that from you. I also know you think the only positive thing about you is sex and that’s why I refuse to have it with you.

“If- if we have sex,” you look away, embarrassed and red in the face, “I want it to be because we both genuinely want to and we want to enjoy each other. You don’t owe me anything for my kindness, Astarion, I told you we would get this figured out together that day on the beach and I meant it.

“And if you never return my feelings,” you say quickly, “I entirely understand and that is okay too- I would still love to show you the entire world if you want to continue traveling with me after all of this,” you wave your hands wildly, “has been taken care of because you’re my friend- I hope you may consider me yours one day too.” 

 Your smile is so beautiful and sweet. He could fall into you forever and then some. 

 It takes him and you by surprise when he leans forward and leaves a hesitant peck against your lips. 

“I- I would really like to travel with you,” he whispers, “a-and consider your feelings and friendship returned.”