#bbq in house

[prosperfast]

Churrasqueira elétrica grill

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#Churrasqueira #eletrica #casa #compra #saudavel #ChurrascoPerfeito #GrillElétrico #BBQEmCasa#ReceitasNoGrill #GrelhadosDeliciosos #CozinhaPrática #ChurrascoSemFumaça #ChefEmCasa #CozinhaModerna

[theshadowrealmitself]

I like to think that Vulcans who come to understand that Humans just can’t try to process emotions the same way as them, it’s just healthiest to let it out in harmless ways, decide that venting and stuff should be taken just as seriously as Vulcan’s meditation time, and will encourage the Humans around them to complain about what’s upsetting them

People who are used to aloof Vulcans who avoid Humans at all cost running into one comforting a Human

“-and then they said my cheesecake was subpar, and they didn’t even bring a dish!!!”

“The purpose of this event was that every participant brings a food item of sorts, correct?”

“Yeah!!”

“And they did not follow this rule while insulting dishes that were brought?”

“Mostly just my dish but yeah >:(“

“How illogical”

“That’s what I’m saying!!!”

[alpacalamamama]

Come on down to Mama K’s, the best steak house this side of Baldur’s Gate!

[bbq-ishere]

more portal new vegas but screenshot redraws [+alt vers undercut]

[satans-knitwear]

Let it be known!!! Having a fabulous evening out with no drama/trauma is possible!!! Thats a fun new fact I just discovered today btw 😎

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[rheya28]

5pm and Ocean eyes

[junosartz]

rkgk

[anotherlittlemuppet]

Yippee

Man this is old

[keepingupwiththeboltons]

I don't even care asoiaf has the funniest modern au fanfiction ever

[stottlemonk-moments]

Stottlemonk Moments:

Monk s04e06: "Mr. Monk and Mrs. Monk"

[catrakun]

I might or might not have turned them into ena

[witchqueenvisenya]

i will be relaxing after the most sleep-stealing stressful crying shaking exam week and then BAM that one quote from fevre dream "i never held much with slavery" "got to end, sooner or later" "better if it ends peaceful, but it’s got to end even if it has to be with fire and blood, you see?" like grrm was NOT fucking around he is saying it like it is, he is saying it to your face, yes YOU ASOIAF ANTI DAENERYS WHAT ABOUT THE ECONOMY??? people. he was saying it before it needed to be said like can you think about him using explicitly the words "fire and blood" for dany?? because before they are significant as house targaryen words they are far far more significant poignant spectacular as dany's words. like that is her arc, her ideology, her rulership and her compassion presented with these three words stated clear as day. slavery has to go. sooner or later. better peaceful but it really must fucking end. and she does it. daenerys stormborn of the house targaryen "the fire is in our blood" "ours is the house of the dragon". it all starts with her. and she isn't done yet. she has only just begun to look back and now she will go forward, where there are people waiting for her.

[medicinemane]

American tasked with making an analogy: "Is like highway"

[queerdiazs]

wip wednesday

tagged by @wikiangela whose car sex fic has me SAT

i started the heart attack fic for bthb, but i'm gonna keep that to myself until it's finished and posted because i’m very insecure lmao, so have a little bit of eddie vs the hoa

“You sound jealous.”  Eddie balks, insulted at the mere suggestion that he’s jealous of somebody as contemptuous as Abbie Jean Gentry. “I am not!” He snorts. “I have never in my thirty-two years of life—count ‘em, thirty-two—I have been shot and stuck beneath the ground and lost my wife and been to war, but I have never, ever been jealous of anybody, and especially not motherfucking—” “Could’ve fooled me,” Buck interrupts, elbowing him in the side and motioning with his head at the woman walking up to their stall. “Hi, Mrs. Gentry.”  Abbie Jean Gentry is a beautiful, chubby woman with long, curling black hair and big, light green eyes. Her voice is deep and her laugh is infectious and she pulls off heels just as well as sneakers; she commands any room she walks into and makes sure to shake the hands of every person she meets and does her best to help solve whatever problem she’s faced with.  She’s not a bad person.  Eddie can’t stand her.  “Hi, Buck.” She smiles, all straight white teeth, and Eddie remembers the two years he wore braces with disdain. His sisters were ruthless when they made fun of him. “How are you?”  “Enjoying all these sweet treats,” Buck says, laughing, and hands the last sugar cookie off to one of the little kids that were following Chris around earlier. “Looks like the sale’s going well.”  She nods, appraising the fish bowl full of paper bills and coins at the edge of their table. It’s not as full as hers—she’s probably so proud. “It’s going even better than I expected,” she agrees, judging their clutter of cupcakes and broken cookies. “Did you make these yourself, Buck?”  “Huh? Oh, no.” Buck grins, hooking his thumb toward Eddie. “Eddie helped.”  Abbie Jean Gentry blinks, feigning surprise. “Oh, Mr. Diaz.” She smiles, close-mouthed and thin. “I didn’t see you there.”  Funny. Eddie’s standing right next to Buck, near enough their shoulders are touching. One can’t notice and speak with Buck without noticing the other.  Eddie curls his lip up. “I’m sure you didn’t.”  Buck elbows Eddie again, hard enough to hurt this time. “You’ll have to excuse him,” he says, giving her his best grin and wow, his best friend is a suck up. “We stayed up late last night finishing the cookies and cupcakes, and he hasn’t had anything to eat today except sweets.” 

this fic accidentally turned into a whole thing so we’ll see where it goes

no pressure tagging: @disasterbuckdiaz, @thewolvesof1998, @wildlife4life, @alyxmastershipper because i saw you say something about sub eddie 👁️, @shitouttabuck, @eddiediaztho 💜, @diazblunt, @watchyourbuck, @try-set-me-on-fire, @honestlydarkprincess, @housewifebuck, and uh whoever else 🫶🏼

[bbq-ishere]

i propose to you: portal new vegas

and a benny personality core

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Anyway I got notified that I'll be getting a nice $$ bonus from work today and I wish that I could celebrate with someone in a way that didn't just feel like obnoxious bragging. Like beyond the financial aspect, it's just nice to be recognized for good work and I actually feel... good?? about this job??

But it feels so silly to say I want to celebrate when I just got back from what felt like my first real vacation in a very long time and am doing cool comic con stuff this weekend and am scheduled for a new tattoo next weekend. I am already doing lots of things to try to make myself feel good! It feels selfish to want more!

But I guess even with all of that, there's just still a hunger for external validation from trusted sources. Will I ever grow out of wanting someone to be proud of me?