#sincerely pot

[lunlumo]

I was informed of famous 10 year olds at sephora and while I do agree with the general sentiment of things should not be like that it's not for the reasons zoomers have pointed out. It cracks me up immensely:

KIDS SHOULDN'T BE ON SOCIAL MEDIA PARENTS GET IT TOGETHER

Oh you mean like when we've dialed back our birth year to join Facebook and avoided adult family members' requests like a plague

KIDS SHOULDN'T PARTAKE IN CONSUMERISM

Oh you mean like owning 50 slightly different barbie / Bratz dolls? I've owned 20 plastic horseys the only difference was their color. They all got names. They are one and the same horse

PARENTS SHOULDN'T BUY THEIR KIDS EVERYTHING

Oh you mean like equating the peaks of your childhood with obtaining the newest shiniest object? Also who knows how rich these people are, for them 500 $ at sephora might really be pocket change

WHY DO THEY USE 15 DIFFERENT PRODUCTS

Oh like when you use 11 daily? 5 different moisturizers, a sheet mask, 2 serums and 3 products you swear are doing something

KIDS ARE GROWING UP TOO FAST

maybe. so did we. I vividly remember those mock makeup sets from 2nd grade

IT IS ALL FOR THE AESTHETIC

girl. girl. check your fyp. check your saves. I beg you

I AM NOT JEALOUS OF KIDS I AM CONCERNED

speak for yourself I am both

Also. Since the dawn of time the younglings were imitating adults. If we weren't filling shelves upon shelves of various skin fixes, doing spreadsheets with active ingredients and mixing different concoctions at different hours like funky little alchemists maybe the kids wouldn't be trying to copy that.

And maybe if we didn't portray skincare as habit of good health and wellbeing instead of beauty regimen we wouldn't have had counterpoint such as "The sooner they start the better"

And maybe if we didn't do baby botox at the ripe age of 22 the literal kids wouldn't be using retinol serums but only a little.

Maybe.

[heartsyhawk]

You can tell the Dragon Age fandom is having a Good Time because they are up to their universal pastime of complaining about absolutely everything.

[eastons-creations]

But like

Why chronic illness?

Why chronic fatigue?

Why body suck?

[notbecauseofvictories]

Every 6-9 months or so, the urge comes over me to make a really, really complicated dessert. I'm talking multiple layers of mousse, ganache, gelee, various cremes (which are somehow distinct from cream) genoise, compote, dacquoise, etc. etc.....all the French words you hear on Great British Bakeoff and then immediately forget.

Normally, I spend a week sketching out ideas and, as long as I don't actually go shopping at any point, the urge passes. But I'm bored, and I have a lot of mint from my garden to use up. I might as well lean in at this point.

[kradogsrats]

went back and finished leveling Janai to max because I somehow wasn't as bothered by her voice after listening to Runaan broodingly grunt "mercy is never an option" approximately one bajillion times like he's the goddamn batman or something idek

now I've just got Callum at like 16 and Viren, Karim, and Amaya all at around 10 so I guess we're gonna find out once and for all whether I hate playing Callum or Karim more?

like Karim is incredibly tedious to play but then Callum is literally just easy-mode Viren so it's probably down to whether I continue to find the pompousness of Karim's dialogue kind of eye-rollingly charming like Runaan's versus how much I fucking loathe just how unbelievably inane every single line coming out of Callum's mouth is, like I get that Rayla and Ezran share custody of his one, lonely brain cell but for the love of god just shut the fuck up

[stepfordgoth]

Here's a #hot tip for all my fellow home cooks:

Make pasta in a bigger pot than you think you need to. Trust me on that.

[discoidal]

i want to talk to my wonderful mutuals in like a chat function bc i am such a fucking flake in terms of setting things up (i am sorry isaac and severín and amrita and sarah and everyone i ever flaked on) but discord is Actively poisonous to my brain i can Not adapt to it no matter how hard i try and the tumblr dms are liminal spaces to me. so like do u guys have messenger or

[maximumsunshine]

Ok. Real talk. And keep in mind 4am is actually my bedtime not me staying up late. I do shift work.

Insomnia?

Magnesium in your evening meds.

Melatonin just ain't cutting it?

Magnesium in your evening meds.

Want restful sleep that has you feeling alarmingly awake when morning comes?

Magnesium in your evening meds.

I took it 2.5 hours ago and I'm so sleepy I'm struggling to type.

Magnesium in your evening meds.

200 pills costs like 9$.

Magnesium in your evening meds.

Like of course check with your doctor that there won't be drug interactions or ill effects on your specific health.

But holy fuck.

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[enter-the-bogman]

I MISS MY POT HOLDER LOOM DESPERATELY!!!!!!!

[wolfpoets]

slept in an actual bed for the first time since 2016 lads. feels pretty fucking good.

[theuntaemed]

hey transformers community I’ve gotta know how do those bots do it and do they get bothered by the noise

[zabberzim]

This is from the last chapter of the manga

(Hopefully this RP wont spoil too many people)

There’s something I’d like to add in regards to the pictures on Orter’s desk

I know this is blurry as shit, but bare with me

Okay, now let’s analyse some pixels

On Orter’s desk are two picture frames, one horizontal and one vertical.

OP was able to make out Dot in the picture, but contrary to OP, I don’t think the whole gang was in the picture but only Dot, Lance and maybe Mash (or maybe Orter or Wirth idk).

Dot is making a peace sign in the bottom right corner and I’m assuming he’s the one taking the picture as a selfie (or not). We can make out the light haired guy in the same picture as Lance due to the shape of his hair. There’s also a dark haired between the two and I can’t tell if it’s Mash or Orter himself.

There’s no other people besides them (that we can see from this perspective), so it could of course definitely still be the whole gang. I think it would just be Dot, Lance and Mash or Orter because in my mind, it’d make more sense since Orter didn’t really know Finn or Lemon.

I will elaborate on why I thought Orter is a possibility here

In the vertical photo, GUESS WHO IT IS!!! IT’S HIS JUNIOR ALEX ELLIOT MY FAVOURITE MINOR CHARACTER THAT ACTUALLY APPEARED IN ONE CHAPTER!!!

Look at that grin, that hair, those lines <3

So in the vertical picture, he’s posed to put his arm over Orter(could be Wirth but I don’t think so)

THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS AND HES BASICALLY ORTER’S ONLY FRIEND LOOK AT THEM!!! HE’S ALSO MAKING A PEACE SIGN!!! THEY ARE DEFINITELY A PARALLEL TO LANDOT (platonic or romantic, up to you) I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING.

It’d make more sense for it to be Orter than Wirth imo (while that’d be oh so cute) because I don’t see Orter bringing friends home *-* he’s also holding that fucking book so it’d make more sense for it to be Orter than Wirth (estranged brothers… kind of want it to BE Wirth now)

Since he’s in one photo, it wouldn’t be too hard to believe he’s willing to be in another.

(Would Orter cut Mash out if it were actually Mash?)

Orter really has a picture on his desk with Dot, he’s the only one I can make out, but I’m sure it includes Mash and the others. This is so cute.

Lemon casually sneaking up on Mash and creeping him out, while Dot has gone completely feral. I’ve said it before, he’s unhinged but I love him😭

Lance being the overprotective brother and just being down right awful to my bby Dot😭

But let’s not forget Rayne, you think he’s the calm, cool, and collected one until he hears a bunny hopping and man’s just runs after it, he really love his bunnies. How much cuter can he get?!

And finally we end with this picture, absolutely lovely. Look at them all. I’m honestly going to miss the manga so much

[inkats]

art too hard. i will continue.

[thatdemiboymess]

Every day is a struggle to not fall back into the same self-harming coping mechanisms that we left behind in high-school over increasingly small and stupid things.

[xinganhao]

🫀 svt when you ask them "do you like me?"

anon → "svt texts + asking "do you like me?" to the members when you know they have a crush on you? <3"

‧₊˚✩彡 includes: [implied] svt confessions, svt crushing on reader, fluff, headcanons under the cut.

🫀 headcanons .ᐟ

seungcheol wouldn't even bother to be discreet about it. he'll immediately goes for the kill i.e. asking you out, assuming your question is you making a move. he'll smirk at you and say something along the lines of "took you long enough to notice" when you go on your first date.

jeonghan would initially try to joke around it, only to feel bad. he doesn't always immediately know when it's time to joke and when it's time to be serious. if you give him a 'redo', he'll take some time to respond, but he'll eventually come clean and then would probably proceed to downplay it. "it's just a crush. no biggie."

joshua would take this very, very seriously, in the sense that he would not want to have this conversation over text. when you meet in person, he's a bit shy but there's no mistaking his sincerity. "i really do like you," he'll say sweetly. "and i want to do something about it, if that's okay with you?"

junhui doesn't play around, especially when it comes to his feelings about you. he's blunt in a way that's uniquely him— almost a little exasperated that you're trying to fish the answer from him. when he eventually does confess, he's so cool about it, like he can't believe you not knowing. "i told you it was obvious, didn't i?"

soonyoung is the type who doesn't immediately register what's happening. maybe he just woke up. maybe he just had a particularly grueling day of practice. either way, he'll only properly answer your question hours later. "i thought i missed my chance," he'll huff. "you can't just do that to a guy—"

wonwoo is masterfully, perfectly evasive about his feelings. he borders nonchalant, even, and anyone who didn't know him well would assume that he doesn't actually like you at all. but the truth is, he's just waiting for the right moment. "i wasn't about to play in to your little charade when i've wanted you for as long as i have," he'll tell you.

jihoon doesn't really hesitate to admit his feelings, though it's very matter-of-fact. he doesn't want to hide it but he's also conscious of how you might receive his feelings. whether he'll do something or not is up in the air, but he's always in the business of telling the truth. "of course i like you. why wouldn't i?"

mingyu would definitely tease you if you attempt to wheedle the answer out of him. it's all half-jokes, his jabs of the depth of his feelings. he means it when he says you have to be ready for his real answer. "i think you'd run," he'd muse. "if you knew just how whipped i am for you."

seokmin had a plan. he really did! he'd get genuinely upset that he's thrown off his game, because he had the picture perfect confession that would put all your favorite dramas to shame. he pouts a bit over it and asks if he can still do it. "you deserve the perfect confession, and i'm going to deliver!"

minghao panics. it's not like him to, considering how cool he usually is, so he chugs a pot of tea and meditates until he remembers he actually has to respond to you. he's a little vague when he answers, but there's an underlying promise that the feelings are there— just waiting to be spoken in to existence. "i want to be sure," he'll say softly. "i need to be."

seungkwan would beat around the bush. he's definitely thrown off by the sudden question and the prospect of confessing over text, of all places. you can imagine him nervously pacing his apartment on his side of the phone. "this happened way differently in my head. maybe in a café or something, argh!"

vernon doesn't take you seriously, initially, thinking it's just another one of those cases where the two of you are messing around. but, hours later, he has a bit of a huh moment. when he realizes you'd been looking for an answer, he doesn't hesitate to give it to you. "no point in hiding."

you would think chan is being vague about his answer, when he's really trying his best to not panic. he's the most likely to change the topic on you in a desperate attempt to regain his bearings. he'll confess not long after, acting a little petulant at your attempted teasing. "i wanted to do this on my own terms," he'll say. "so, here it is— i like you, alright? there."

[jaysng]

post arguement — park jongseong

pairing: nonidol!boyfriend!jay x girlfriend!reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 958

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it had been a tense twenty-four hours since the argument. you could still feel the heaviness of the unsaid words lingering in the air, the way jay’s eyes kept darting toward you, hoping for a sign that things were back to normal. but you weren’t quite ready to give him that satisfaction yet.

you weren’t ignoring him, not exactly. but there was a distance, a coldness that hadn’t been there before, and jay could feel it with every fiber of his being. he knew he had messed up—he was painfully aware of that—and he wanted to make it right. so, he decided to do the one thing that might soften you: cook your favorite meal.

he moved around the kitchen with purpose, gathering ingredients, chopping vegetables, and measuring spices. the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board was the only noise that filled the otherwise silent apartment. jay glanced over his shoulder, hoping you’d notice, but you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone, pretending to be more interested in the screen than in him.

he sighed softly, turning his attention back to the food. “okay, let's see… a little bit of garlic, and then… what’s next?” he mumbled to himself, opening the fridge and pulling out the ingredients for your favorite dish.

“maybe some extra basil this time,” he said, as if he were consulting with someone. “she likes that, right?” 

he glanced at you again, but you didn’t look up, your focus still on your phone, though he could tell by the way your fingers hesitated that you were listening. jay smiled a little to himself, hoping that maybe, just maybe, you were starting to soften.

as the aroma of the food began to fill the apartment, you felt your resolve weakening. it was your favorite, after all, and jay knew exactly how you liked it—down to the last detail. you tried to stay focused on your phone, but your stomach had other ideas, grumbling softly in response to the delicious smells wafting from the kitchen.

you finally couldn’t resist any longer. quietly, you slipped off the couch and made your way to the kitchen, your bare feet padding softly against the floor. jay heard you coming, but he didn’t turn around, pretending not to notice as you moved closer to the stove. you leaned over the pot, inhaling the rich, savory aroma, and before you knew it, your hand was reaching for a spoon to sneak a taste.

just as you brought the spoon to your lips, the soft strumming of a guitar filled the room, followed by the familiar voice of ed sheeran singing one of his sweetest love songs. you froze, the spoon halfway to your mouth, as jay finally turned to look at you, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

he crossed the small space between you in just a few steps, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. his chin rested gently on your shoulder, and you could feel the warmth of his body against your back. “caught you,” he whispered, his breath tickling your ear.

you didn’t pull away, but you didn’t lean into him either, still holding onto the last bit of your stubbornness. jay swayed gently, moving you both in time with the music, his arms tightening around you just a little bit more.

“i’m sorry,” he murmured into your ear, his voice soft and sincere. “i know i messed up, and i hate that i hurt you. please forgive me?”

you stayed silent for a moment longer, letting the words sink in, feeling the way his heart beat steadily against your back. slowly, you turned in his arms, looking up at him with a mixture of emotions in your eyes.

“you always do this,” you finally said, your voice barely above a whisper. “say things you don’t mean and then try to fix it later.”

jay’s eyes were pleading, filled with guilt and a longing to make things right. “i know. i’m trying to be better. i just… i just want us to be okay,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “i’ll do whatever it takes.”

you didn’t say anything, but the way you rested your head against his chest, your arms wrapping around him in return, spoke volumes. jay let out a relieved sigh, holding you close as you swayed together to the music, the tension between you finally beginning to melt away.

the song played on, and for a little while, you stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, letting the music and the moment say everything that words couldn’t. as the final notes faded away, jay pulled back just enough to tilt your chin up, his eyes searching yours for a sign of forgiveness.

and in that moment, you knew you couldn’t stay mad at him. not when he was looking at you like that, not when he had gone through all this trouble just to make you smile again.

“just… don’t let it happen again,” you said softly, the words not harsh but still carrying a weight.

jay nodded, his expression serious. “i promise.”

you leaned up, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his lips, letting him know without words that you were ready to forgive, ready to move forward together.

“thank you,” jay whispered against your lips, his voice filled with gratitude and love. 

“just don’t burn the food,” you teased lightly, a small smile tugging at your lips as you rested your head against his chest once more, letting the warmth of his embrace and the sweet scent of your favorite meal fill the space between you, knowing that everything was going to be okay.

do not copy or repost my work — @/jaysng