#LOVE BAKING

[thegirl-in3z]

Brownies & ice cream

[sleepinginmygrave]

im making cinnamon buns :3

[lightflame]

I made these as well about a week ago!

I thought they'd be really strong, but they tasted just right, and they were delicious. Pretty chocolatey right out of the oven, but a little more even after they cooled. I'll definitely be making them again.

I had a bunch of leftover pumpkin after I made them, so I also made a pumpkin pie.

Show up at work like hi boss sorry I'm late my I was helping my mother track down one specific 90s dungeon crawler for the purposes of obtaining a muffin recipe the developer hid in the files

[dinosagoofball]

[ghenwasblog]

(not the credit)

[gunnenmoonlight]

I have this meme lying around and my mood rn man…I can’t

I felt like I’ve been robbed. I can’t stop watching the premiere. I’ve been crying since 5am. When the premiere started, now it’s 5pm and I’m still crying. man…

[lazylittledragon]

i will never listen to anyone saying that being a child/teenager is the best years of your life because when you're 22 you can just decide you want cookies and then in like 25 minutes you have cookies. could a child do that i think not

[thuesdaynightdykelife]

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in grandmas florals and a vintage cut. Smelling like thrift stores and books and dried flowers.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the macarbe. Art filled red with blood, and wardrobe filled black and silver. Jars of bones and hair and herbs.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in nature's song. The howl of the wind. The bold heat of the sun on their skin, and the smell of eucalyptus and petrichor.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the sweat on their brow and the strength of their lift. The rush of adrenaline and endorphins. The beauty in their form and focus.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the tap of their heels on tiles. The way their voice commands a room. Warm printer ink, signature signed.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the paint on your apron and the beadwork your mother taught you. The songs you made up with your cousins over your childhood summers will be the lullabies your children fall asleep to.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the layer of fat on top of your soup, the bubbling of yeast and the smell of onion, garlic, and rosemary.

Here's who the femmes who's expression lies in the strum of the bass and the bang of the drum. Grimey venues with sticky floors, full of screaming, sweat, and fiery passion.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in decedant fabrics galore. Velvets and satins and ruffles and lace. Rhinestones and ribbons. Leather and linens.

Here's to femmes whose expression lies in enjoying the simplicities of life. The smell of the jasmine tree on the walk home from book club. The changing of the leaves. The way their barista knows them by name.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in comfort and care. The softness they've carved for themselves. Matching pajamas and mismatched socks. Home is where the heart is, and where goldilocks finds her "just right."

[arttsuka]

I made @wolfythewitch 's fox Bill design out of polymer clay

It's pretty thin (so thin I'm afraid it'll snap in half anytime I lift it)

Front and back side:

[bakedbeanchan]

[hyunpic]

HYUNJIN | I LIKE IT

[mollybeenoel]

Source

[pinkfairiesteaparty]

[amethystsoda]

Chocolate Syrup Cake (1987)

[w1ndarchr]

be nice to him