#menu plan

[gilliansboobs]

Menu Plan

[astrolovecosmos]

Above are Meal Plans for each sign. These are based off ingredients typically associated with each sign along with some of their personality. For example Leo and Capricorn have more gourmet and advanced meals. The Earth element is probably most associated with meat than the other elements, but Virgo is associated with staying healthy and a whole lot of herbs and veggies which is why theirs is so vegetable heavy. Can't forget Libra's sweet tooth. Sagittarius is all about the "exotic" but exotic is going to depend on where you're from. They are also associated with tomatoes, ginger, lemongrass, mangos, and many other foods.

[gierosajie]

Screw it, In Stars and Time-ifies the rebellion gang!!

Any guesses on everyone's craft types?

(the guy they're all beefing with)

[anjanahalo]

Potential DPxDC Prompt x3

In between their graduation from high school and the start of their college careers, Tucker and Danny collaborate on a small podcast where they mostly chitchatted about various topics from "Is a hotdog a sandwich?" to "Why the Justice League sucks." That last one upped their viewership, but most of that died off when the next three episodes were titled "The Best Eats in Nowhere, Illinois," where they trolled through Elmerton and Amity Park for the various chain and local restaurants, eating at and rating them with a very qualitative, subjective, and nonsensical scale, until they get to the Nasty Burger. The Nasty Burger gets an episode all to itself, describing the lore of how the "T" in the original "Tasty" fell off, the sign got tagged with an "N," and how, after it took years for the owners to fix the sign, they officially renamed the place "The Nasty Burger" because that's what everyone called it, even changing the menu and marketing that had stubbornly stuck to Tasty Burger all those years. (Tucker shows off his vintage Tasty Burger shirt as a flex of his loyalty). They order and eat every food item in one sitting (even the vegan ones), and rate Nasty Burger 20/10, the best local burger place you can find. After the drop off that came from reviewing places like "The Lucky Sombrero Irish Pub and Taquería," they didn't expect the clapback they got from the most unexpected place: Gotham, New Jersey. A small but very robust group of Gothamites were calling bullshit on the review, daring them to come to Gotham for their own local burger chain, The Batburger. Tucker and Danny sense a great challenge and a new episode idea, and Sam agrees to fund the trip when they declare the vegan options at the Batburger were far superior ("I funeded the separate grill myself at Nasty! Bet they cook their bean burgers in beef grease.") Of course, she's also coming along. So Tucker, Sam, and Danny hit the road with a teaser that they're taking up the challenge and coming to Gotham, and they'd be proving these uppity commentators WRONG. Meanwhile, The Batclan are a bit shocked to realize that their comments actually motivated the hosts of one of their favorite dumb podcasts, which appeared on their radar after the "JL sucks" episode, to visit Gotham. Wouldn't it be hilarious if they tracked them down and got to see their reactions in person?

[pen-papers]

★ Poipole [ ＵＢ：A D H E S I V E ]

[openmindcrimecook]

Recipe tutorials

Quick meals

Healthy recipes

Vegan cooking

Vegetarian dishes

Meal planning

Budget meals

Family dinners

Breakfast ideas

Lunch recipes

Dinner options

Snacks

Appetizers

Soups

Salads

Desserts

Baking basics

Bread making

Pasta dishes

Seafood recipes

Meat meals

Poultry recipes

Barbecue tips

Grilling techniques

Slow cooker recipes

Instant Pot meals

Food prep hacks

Cooking tips

Chef secrets

Culinary skills

Knife skills

Food safety

Gluten-free

Keto recipes

Paleo diet

Low-carb options

Dairy-free

Nut-free cooking

Sugar-free desserts

Comfort food

Gourmet dishes

International cuisine

Asian recipes

Italian cooking

Mexican dishes

French cuisine

Indian recipes

Middle Eastern food

Vegan desserts

Vegetarian breakfast

Festive meals

Thanksgiving recipes

Christmas dinner

Easter treats

Halloween snacks

Valentine’s Day dishes

Cooking shows

Food challenges

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Cookware reviews

Ingredient guides

Spices and herbs

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Farm-to-table

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Cooking for seniors

Student recipes

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One-pot meals

Charcuterie boards

Cheese pairing

Wine pairing

Cocktail recipes

Smoothies

Juices

Coffee concoctions

Tea recipes

Plant-based nutrition

Superfoods

Anti-inflammatory meals

Probiotic-rich foods

High-protein snacks

Energy-boosting meals

Low-calorie snacks

Heart-healthy diets

Diabetic-friendly meals

Allergy-aware cooking

Culinary trends

Food vlogging

Cooking classes online

Food photography tips

Food festival tours

Culinary competitions

Chef interviews

Seasonal ingredients

Food market tours

Culinary travel adventures

[posthumanwanderings]

Burning Rangers Prototype (Sonic Team - Sega Saturn - 1997)

[pretty-toru]

Gojo's idea of getting your attention when you're a new teacher at Tokyo Tech is committing the crime of eating your bento box that you packed for lunch and stored in the fridge in the lounge. You can't believe when you went to retrieve it only to find it completely missing and nowhere to be found. This left a really bad impression of the annoying idiot who stole your entire lunch—Seriously, who even does that?? And you were adamant at getting down to the bottom of it so you wrote a note to the Bento Box Thief and stuck it on the fridge.

After the back and forth exchange throughout the afternoon, which became exceedingly clear that it's nothing more than a game from the culprits' end, you had a really strong desire to punch him in the face when you find him out. The last note Gojo writes to you is the time and address to a fancy restaurant as a way of making it up to you, and you almost want to stand him up but you couldn't possibly miss the chance to meet him and decide on your sweet revenge.

[loveletterworm]

Demonstration of my convoluted shovel mechanics to explain what it is I've been trying to do (one thing I forgot to demonstrate here is that just before I recorded and edited this video I also made it so you can only increase the digcounter once per collision between the shovel and the dirt, so that you can't move the mouse very slowly and inexplicably get a bunch of digging progress despite that motion making no sense to be causing that)

I think I have it working basically all how I imagined it somehow so I think now it's mostly just I have to add purpose to digging things. There will be purpose to digging things. (If I don't get stuck or distracted.)

[deitiesofduat]

Hi all! So uhhhhh I used Mermay to explore Sobek's more hybrid features in DEITIESProject >>

This form is something that Sobek -- and most deities -- can canonly take with transformation magic, it fall under the category of hybrid features. Though I'm not sure whether this makes him look more like a "merfolk" or a "centaur" (or both? both ✨).

That said, I feel like every time I draw a crocodilian I have to relearn it all over again, esp. their body markings and scales/scutes -- it's fun, just never very consistent. But I've learned a few new tricks to get Sobek's croc form closer to that "semi-realistic but still stylized/cartoony" look I'm aiming for.

Also! I traded his usual feathered headdress for the horned variant -- originally for the sake of reducing negative space and cropping, but I actually like this look on him too!

DEITIES Website: deitiesproject.com

Sobek’s Profile: deitiesproject.com/portfolio/sobek

[writing-whump]

Feverish cuddles

Just a fluffy thing with feverish Seline and the boys.

The door opened and closed with a thud way too loud for Seline's ears.

She wasn't sure what was wrong. Just that she felt like when she had low sugar after coffee or something super sweet - she was shaky, vaguely nauseous and brittle. But eating didn't help, in fact, the baguette she got herself on the way was sitting all weird in her stomach.

Too greasy. She already hated thinking about her, and it was just a half an hour ago.

The living room alight despite the late evening darkness.

Matthew was sprawled laying on the couch, taking every centerimeter of it while reading a book.

"You are still at it?"

Matthew grunted, not even looking up.

Seline hadn't expected him to be such a bookworm. He liked boxing and working out and looking at his muscled arms and abs in the mirror when he thought no one was looking. He was the towering kind of tough guy one could mistake for a bodyguard, with a perpetual frown and he was proud of it.

So how he could grab a book and spend three days unresponsive by reading it was a real surprise.

A wave of affection at the sight had her letting go of her back and wiggling out of her shoes and coat half-heartedly. She didn't have the energy to be neat or to go all the way upstairs to her room to change clothes.

Seline shuffled to the couch, leaning her knees against the edge.

It took a few long seconds of staring unmovingly for Matt to look up. "What?!"

"Move," she said with a grin.

"Huh?"

She rolled her eyes and then simply flopped right in top of him.

Matthew's breath caught as he moved his hands and book out of the way. Seline sprawled across his chest and waist, laying on top of him, side of her face pressed against his collar bone. "You can't have the couch all for yourself," she chided.

She felt Matthew's deep sigh under her ear, whole chest moving up and down. "You could have said something. I can expand the couch-"

"Nah, this is fine."

Matthew scoffed. "Yeah, for you maybe."

When she didn't move, he raised himself up with her on top, letting her flip backwards against the other end. He was mumbling something in that complaining voice of his that Seline knew was harmless at this point as he expanded the couch to the size of a twin bed.

He lied back down on it on his back, only to splatter for air like a cat, when she glued herself to his side again.

"You have space. Roll over there."

"Noooo. You are warm." She knew it sounded whiny and she didn't care. Her hands and feet were freezing, everything was uncomfortable and her bones weighed her down. No way she was giving up on any comfort in vicinity.

She threw her hand over his waist and when he grumbled but didn't move away, relaxed. When she closed her eyes, the world didn't spin as much anymore.

Her back was still cold, only her front warmed by Matthew's incredible body heat. She let her hand slide to Matthew's stomach, finding the rim of his shirt and going under it to naked skin.

That had him shooting up in panic. "Oww! That's cold! What are you doing?!"

Her lips curled, her blue eyes wide and glassy, blinking innocently.

Matthew growled something. "When is your boyfriend coming home? Go freeze him."

But he settled back down, which she took as permission to plant both of her hands under his shirt, warmth immediately spreading all over her.

Matthew's arm came sneaking around her back, letting him lie on his shoulder, his strong arm around her. Tugging her closer while he lifted the book with his other hand to continue reading.

Seline wasn't sure if she shouldn't be offended he wasn't paying her more attention...but he was warm and comfy. She slid her hands over his stomach, flat and warm and toned, breathing out. If he found it weird, he didn't comment.

She must have drifted off to sleep, cause the next thing she knew was Isaiah kneeling next to her on the sofa.

"Hey, what's wrong with her? Did something happen?" Isaiah stoked the top of her head.

"I don't know. Didn't say. She came, attacked me and didn't move since."

Isaiah chuckled. "Oh, yes, you such a helpless victim of her attack."

He cupped the side of her face and she groaned slightly.

"This is strange. She is always so chipper and happy, when she comes back from work." He threaded his hand through her hair.

"Take her. She is overheating me," Matthew said, turning another page.

She felt Isaiah's cold lips on the side of her forehead, making a happy little noise. He didn't move for a while though.

"Yep, she's got a fever."

Ah, that was it, then.

"Sel, would you like some water? Thermometer? Paralen?" Isaiah offered.

Seline didn't open her eyes, her eyelids were too heavy. But she knew what she wanted, turning around to reach for him.

Isaiah smiled. "Baby, come on. I'll get you to bed."

"No. Stay." A shiver run down her spine. She loved it when he called her that.

"I'll be right back," he said, amused and soft and concerned all at once. How could someone say Isaiah was unfeeling? She could hear so many things in his voice.

Isaish left, which elicted a whine out of her.

Matthew all but fumed next to her at the discomfort. "Geez, he just went to hang his precious suit. Get a grip."

Seline hugged herself tightly, cold now without Matt's arm around her. "Don't be mean. I have a fever."

She could tell he rolled his eyes, shifting on the bed all annoyed, but he put the back of his hand gently to her cheek after. "Just a little. Don't be so dramatic."

Then he got up to get a blanket from the other corner of the couch, draping it over her.

Isaiah came soon after, sliding under the blanket beside her.

Seline wrapped herself around him immediately. He was warm, smelled of coffee, chocolate and coconut and let her press her face against his neck.

Isaiah rubbed the top of her back, between her shoulders, the other hand hooked in her hair at the back of her head.

Matthew turned on his side, towards them, the book rustling in his grip. But he was closer now, his stomach and chest against her back.

Seline was basically sandwiched between them both, warm from all directions. The little discomfort of the fever and shakiness was still there, but the tension melted away, her chest filling up with warm fuzziness.

She sighed contendly.

@bellysoupset

[noirandchocolate]

We planned and booked stuff for an entire 4-day vacation in like 2.5 hours today and I’m so proud. One of the reasons I haven’t actually traveled anywhere in years (certainly not for more than a quick weekend con where we had one activity and that was the con) was that the thought of having to plan things for myself seemed so overwhelming and too full of steps that it made me give up before I ever started.

But we did it together! Bast found a cute hotel close to the places we want to visit that is within my budget and has scenic views, and I scoured tourism websites for restaurants for every meal and reserved a table for a fancier date night. I got us full access passes that cover a bunch of historic sites and tickets for a ghost tour and an arboretum, and we found an art museum and an aquarium. All that’s really left is to search up where we can park.

Oh and I’ve got to put in for the time off from work.

Which is the reason we’re going on vacation.

To give me a break from work, for a reason other than ‘will lose these days if I don’t take them off before the year’s over so I end up taking off the entirety of Liminal Spacemas and staying home full of winter-y holiday staring-into-space-ness instead of really feeling like it’s a break.’

Haaaaaahahahahaha vacatioooooon~~ Gonna GO SOMEWHERE with BAST and it’s gonna be NICE.

[ghostoffuturespast]

Since we're kicking off the Phantom Liberty photo story sets now...

I took these photos of Grandpa V in an approximation of Arasaka service dress a while ago. Since then, I have been on a quest for a serviceable pair of tactical pants. (There are many tactical clothing options in PL, the vast majority of them either come in atrocious patterns or are in colors that are OSHA approved and visible from space.) I've been wanting to put an Arasaka combat uniform together for a while now and this was the closest I could get on console. The hexagon pattern on the pants is more reminiscent of Militech and not up to Arasaka dress code black but what're you gonna do? So here's the infantry looks.

Dropping out of college midway through her first semester and after a slew of rejection notices from other corps, Grandpa just barely managed to pass the recruitment exam and squeak into the ranks of Arasaka's Security division. Arasaka had not been operating in Night City (at least not publicly or officially...) since the AHQ Disaster of 2023 at the end of the Fourth Corporate War. With the need to quickly bolster their workforce and establish new headquarters in Night City, the corp's recruitment standards were less stringent than usual upon their return in 2070 after the Unification War. Grandpa received exceedingly low marks on the firearm portion of her exam while her score in hand to hand combat was graded at slightly above average.

The recruitment exam not only serves to measure the overall fitness and aptitude of applicants but also as an assessment for suggested combat cyberware modifications should an individual choose to pursue a security career long-term with Arasaka. Aside from the required cyberware that all employees receive as a contingency of their employment, Grandpa opted to forgo the corp's suggested recommendations for combat implants - putting herself at a marked disadvantage in comparison to the rest her platoon and squadron. Or so everyone thought.

She instead purchased and installed her own cyberware independently of Arasaka's cyberware loan program - a benefit that is offered to employees. Her unused college savings went towards purchasing a set of Kendachi monowire implants while additional skeletal and passive armor system modifications were acquired in subsequent years after her transfer to Arasaka's Counterintelligence division.

And here's another pic of Baby Grandpa in service dress because she looks cute in the hat. Even though she does not like the hat.

[attapullman]

don't mind me, just imagining how i'm going to set up my living room for ultimate cozy vibes to watch salem's lot

[moregraceful]

Tagged by @soyouwinagain to post 6 photos from my camera roll in the past week, thank you comrade, I was hoping someone would tag me 🫡🫡 except then I had to go back a couple weeks otherwise all six photos would have been my dog at a cocktail garden.

Ivan Fedotov and Erik Johnson at Flyers training camp, Fedotov in full Russian saint mode; a flower outside of an Indian restaurant; Yankees outfielders running away from each other and I'm so mad I only got them running back to position bc they were being SO cute while a reliever was warming up; Keats at the aforementioned cocktail garden, he was sweatin'; giant rotting boat outside of Ikea; boxes containing all of my earthly possessions.

[acheronist]

what groceries should i get . vegetarian only