#handmedown

[happigreens]

Many of my homecooked meals lately have been vegan or plant based and with locally-sourced ingredients! :-)

Ive made homemade eggdrop soup using backyard eggs and kale from the city market, for instance. Ive been using that kale for many meals. Also zucchini and squash and locally made siopao from Filipino markets. Very good stuff!

(Left to right: homemade eggdrop soup w mushrooms, kale, and backyard eggs from a local farmer; steamed zucchini and squash from the city market and local chicken siopao with rice; Beyond Meat bratwurst and steamed kale from the market on ricebed).

My next goal is to buy some animal products from local (and preferably black and brown) farmers with humane practices for the animals. While I probably wont go back vegan again, the 5 or 6 yrs of being vegan in some of my formal yrs rlly changed my palate for the better. So i dont rlly crave meat as much anymore, and when I do, its cuz I know its a desire for unami flavors and certain textures of food, not meat specifically. That to say I will find such animal farmers for the bit of meat and animals products to supplement a mostly plant based diet I want to curate.

I just bought a nice blender from GoodWill, so I'm excited to start making homemade smoothies with the produce I get from the local market! I stay on the lookout at supermarket chains for cheap yogurt by remembering their sell-by dates since theyyre so perishible and going back to the store to take advantage of their discounts. I currently have almost a pint of unflavored, unsweetened almond milk yogurt to use so I'm really exited to start experimenting with my (relatively) new blender!

[marblerose-rue]

braixen

(request)

[theultimatefandomjumper]

oh and the aftermath LLLMMAO i feel like mabel and dipper could sort out fights in like minutes but ford n stan would definitely take an extra ten

[flocktothelight]

I think the way I make sky ocs is by basing them off mask + Hairstyle, and the cape and outfit is free to change. How do you make your sky ocs?

[the-grey-hunt]

imagining a human!sissel (inspired by this art) and was immediately overcome with the need to draw jowd holdin! that! boy!

he's just tuckered out from all that playing bc you KNOW lynne and kamila are having a blast in this situation

[dynamitekansai]

jadecargill: Japanese school girl 📚✏️❤️📓🚌👩‍🏫

[eggbagelz]

They invented a subculture for me it's called loserpunk

[xenocollector]

Lovers Rock

an enjoltaire fic..

The dance was finally dying down, and as tradition holds, it's customary to hold a slow dance. Soon, the jazz died down, until a slow, amorous song began to play. Many of the Amis, and other goers coupled up, Joly leading Bossuet as he tumbles over his own feet, Courfeyrac forcing Combeferre. Many snagged their friends to dance. The only two remaining were Enjolras and Grantaire. Enjolras had been lingering around the whole dance, conversing about whatever he could. Grantaire was usually active and loud, keeping the energy up, but during the slow dance, he found himself alone. He glanced around, only seeing the fierce revolution leader, the man who made it clear he disdained, being the only other one alone. The leader, though, remained leaning against a wall, watching the crowd with scrutiny, he seemed almost lost in thought. Soon, Grantaire felt his face heat up, his head spinning as Enjolras began taking graceful, yet purposeful steps towards Grantaire. Grantaire stood, in his hand-me-down suit, one that wasn't even tailored to the man, but still fit him quite well, watching Enjolras, in a tailored and fitted suit with a red cravat tied around his neck as he approached. Soon, Enjolras stopped in front of him, not speaking a word, simply holding his hand out. A wordless request.

Grantaires world shattered in front of him, the surroundings seeming insignificant, he found himself frozen in response.

“May I have this dance, Grantaire?”

The simple words might have sent him into a frenzy right there, the sound of his voice falling from the mouth of this leader, was a new feeling. Something indescribable and yet something he yearned to feel more of.

“May you?”

Grantaire responded, his voice low and still confident as he finally took the other hand, immediately finding a hand on his hip as their fingers interlocked. Grantaire found himself struggling to stay focused, his mind going awry as they danced, thankfully keeping up with the others pace, the slow, yet pithy dance continued. The only few words were from Enjolras commenting on Grantaire's efficiency on keeping up, and a few heads up on the direction, as Grantaire had a reputation for getting confused on his lefts and rights, 'dyslexia' he always spoke.

The dance was coming to an end, the final measure began to play, and right before letting go, Enjolras pulled him close, spinning the cynic out onto the floor, the man twirling in a way that screamed they'd practiced this, before dipping the drunkard, a small, almost unseen smile on the leaders face as he let go of the man. Grantaire chuckled after, running a hand through his, at one point, neat curls, making them as messy as they always are.

The small chuckle seemed to echo as the orchestra continued, the music fastened, but not as jazzy as it was only moments prior. The hopeless and the hopeful continued to dance. The sight was almost unbelievable to anyone. The dance was calm, quaint, genuine. It wasn't filled with mockery, malice or sarcasm. The two men seemed to be having a good night with each other, something that, before this, seemed impossible to do with each other. Unfortunately, people started to say their goodbyes and farewells. Enjolras soon began to bid his farewells to Joly, Bossuet, Marius.. Then finally, a very disappointed Grantaire. A Grantaire who didn't want him to leave, one who's inebriated and still fun. A bold Grantaire who grabbed Enjolras by the waist when he came to say goodbye.

“Farewell, Grantaire.”

“Leaving to lift the sun, Apollo?”

“Something like that.”

The final song was dwindling, and right before Enjolras let go, he cupped the cynic's cheeks, pulled him down to his level, and pressed a firm, loving kiss to his lips. It lasted more than a moment, and when it ended, Grantaire nodded, his face flushed, a stupid, crooked smile on his face at the sudden action.

“Goodnight, Orestes.”

“Goodnight, Pylades.”

A smile, playing on the corners of Enjolras’ lips as he grabbed his coat from a maiden and exited the venue.

The hopeless found his hope.

[tunapesto]

ootd...

[crow-caller]

Where did you get the shirt you wore in the unwind video, it's really cool

It was a birthday present, but the label says it's from Morning Witch.

which god, by their website has some nice stuff. You can find the shirt I was wearing right here!

(Well, a better version actually: mine is 100% polyester, hence me noting it was 'the loudest shirt ever'. the website lists 100% cotton, mine is just old)

[tiberius-kirks]

accidentally read book 2 of a 2-book series first. time to catapult myself into the sun

[pyreflydust]

Ooooh desk that doesn't wobble

[theultimatefandomjumper]

I had a thought about hand-me-downs and i just couldn’t resist not drawing something.. also first post WAHHEEEYY

[snackssaviour]

Your hat looks so comfy Bonnie! Where’d you get it?

[nouns-are-bad]

Soap who goes around ransacking the 141 bedrooms for clothes that fit him because he’d rather die than buy new clothes instead of wearing hand-me-downs that he knows he will use fully

[collectalong]

NEW MUSES ADDED: CHILCHUCK, LAIOS, IZUTSUMI!!!!!!

im readin through the adventurers bible so -_o we are winning!!!! yahoo!!!