#vinegar shots

[rjcity1]

Nigel McGuinness | Hey!(EW)

[tj-crochets]

Covid booster obtained! Wish me luck lol

(because I have other health issues and any vaccine tends to make them worse for a few days, not because it’s a covid booster in particular lol)

[drawfee-quot3s]

i'm just gonna cook a beautiful dinner and then give it like a spritz of windex and then give it to someone i'm not like that happy about

- karina

[dustofwarfare]

Incapable of one-shots always

This is a bit of a fic I'm ALMOST done with, in which Graves has a very particular present for Makarov. It was supposed to be a sorta smutty hot kinky one-shot. It's like 15K. It's basically "Domesticity: Bad Guy Version" but like whatever why not, that's what fandom is FOR yy? Anyway this is sort of the level of what you can expect because I've lost my mind over these two :DDDD

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His laughter takes a bit of a hysterical edge, so he drops the cigarette in the glass of water and rolls onto his stomach, presses his face into the pillow like maybe he can just smother himself. 

“Uh,” Graves says, in a very careful voice. “Hey. Are you okay? No, what am I saying, you’re not okay. I’ve never heard you laugh like this, comrade. Are you broken?” 

“Yes.” His sudden burst of manic hilarity eases, but he doesn’t move or lift his head. “I am. Congratulations, Graves. You’ve done what several governments, multiple law enforcement agencies, innumerable well-funded task forces and Interpol can’t do.” 

"I'm pretty great, I keep telling you that." Graves pats him on the shoulder. “Up and at ‘em, Vladimir. I go back to being annoying at midnight, yeah? Good behavior birthday boyfriend has a time limit.” 

“Bring me my gun,” Makarov says into the pillow. “All I want for my birthday is to be single.”

[alchemypanda]

Ashley Zukerman as Clive in Apple Cider Vinegar E04

[canyourlawnmowerdothis]

whole house smells aggressively of vinegar because of something being cooked i need to start killing

[mrsmarlasinger]

My charcuterie board dirty martini bubble bath slay 👍

[horrorknife]

being nonbinary, and especially being nonbinary and not using she/her or he/him, is extremely draining in simple everyday life. many people offer “alternate” pronouns for things like work and will probably never be able to have their actual pronouns used in any natural, unprompted way ever. the best we can get is they/them as an indefinite and many of us don’t use he, she, OR they. people will probably never ever meet me in real life and use my ze/hir pronouns, even if they ask for them. i’ll get they/themmed because neopronouns are “too confusing”. lol like im so sick of hearing how “confuuuuused :-(“ cis people are about neopronouns pronouns (and in some cases even they/them pronouns). it feels so bad to hear someone say that about your gender expression. have you considered asking questions or (even better) doing research? putting the effort in is too much to ask of cis people. like fuck off

and dont even get me started on how everyone acts about multigender people. Jesus christ

[castielsupernatural]

idk about health benefits but taking a shot of apple cider vinegar sure is good for curing hubris

[gothmods]

>weird residue in cpap humidifier

>get machine serviced

>residue comes back

>handwash tank multiple times

>residue comes back

>no visible signs of mold inside the machine

Hhhhhh

[rjcity1]

Hey!(GIFs) - Nigel McGuinness

[morethansalad]

Tangerine Turmeric Tonic Juice (Raw Vegan)

[learmonti]

Farm J's Fire Cider ~ infused apple cider vinegar

[killallyourfrendz]

[hugogetspowerbottomed]

🔥 i want to hear your spiciest takes start some shit

they're both children hating lesbians

[foldingfittedsheets]

I was telling my coworker Tyler about my weekend and he was in hysterics listening to my cascade of bad and bizarre decisions. Since most of my coworkers know I have some small notoriety here he asked, “Did you put this on tumblr?”

“No! I’m too embarrassed!”

He exclaimed, “You write about your UTI’s and dildo bathrooms and this is too embarrassing!? Pillows??”

So fine. Here’s my embarrassing pillow story for your enjoyment.

I have been struggling desperately to find a new pillow that I love. My Tempurpedic Symphony was over ten years old and disgusting and I needed to stop sleeping on a biohazard so I finally tossed it. I tried to replace it with a new one but Tempurpedic changed the density and the new one is shit.

Thus began the saga of pillows. My parents got me a Purple Harmony. I liked it very much in store. At home it was too tall. I exchanged it for the low. This was too low. Frustrated I called my mom to ask if she liked hers to which she said no so I asked to give it another shot.

Enter, the villain. My mom’s house does not smell bad. But it does smell strongly. It’s hard to quantify and again it’s not a bad smell it is simply powerful and foreign. The pillow I took from her was saturated with what my beloved and I began to call Mom Smell.

The pillow still smelled like mom’s house weeks after coming into our home, even after being slept on and with protectors and pillow cases, the smell permeated. The pillow was still too tall. So then I entered an experimental phase. The purple pillow is made up of a latex insert with a gel grid around it on the outside. The inset was too tall, but I could use the gel grid external to wrap around a pillow that was too low!

I stuffed every conceivable iteration into the purple grid. I tried the new symphony. I tried existing pillows in my home. I even borrowed a pillow from the back room at work which wasn’t in inventory so it was okay and the worst part was that was the perfect height but too soft to stay that height and ended up disappointing me and being surreptitiously returned.

I then tried an IKEA pillow that a Reddit thread suggested was similar to the original symphony and was delighted to learn that it came in three pieces so the height could be adjusted. This kicked off a new round of experimentation after I realized the pillow itself was rock solid and hurt my ears. The 1” insert could be added to things to try to bring too low pillows to the correct height. I still need to try to return this pillow.

I then turned to my friend who also owns a mattress store and asked if he had a Technogel pillow to trade for one of the Purple pillows. He agreed and I ended up with a Technogel that’s 5.5” which is sliiiiightly too tall. Then I remembered:

During this frenzy of pillow madness I’d foisted two pillows onto my mom in exchange for the purple pillow and belatedly realized that one of them was a Technogel that had been too low. Now with an insert I realized it could be perfect. So I got the pillow back but I faced a problem.

The Mom Smell.

I didn’t want to wait two or more weeks for the smell to pass normally. So I got the pillow back and indeed, it had Mom Smell. I then remembered that my beloved had been gifted something called “pillow mist” from their employer ages ago that had a sage smell I liked.

So I took the pillow, sprayed the inside of the dryer and set it to low to coat the nice sage smell into the foam.

This was a mistake.

The dryer suddenly reeked of sage and musk, the heat having amplified the mist out of all proportion. The whole upstairs screamed the contents of the innocuous bottle and my head instantly hurt. Now not only did the pillow reek of a new louder smell, so did the dryer.

I looked around and spotted vinegar and decided to wipe down the dryer with it in hopes of wiping out the overpowering mist smell. Afterward it smelled like hot vinegar which was something of an improvement. I regarded the pillow and could practically see animated smell lines coming off it. I wiped that with vinegar too. Then it smelled like SAGE Vinegar Mom.

I finally collapsed in a puddle of defeat, having created and defeated several problems but ultimately having made a pillow much stinkier than before.

My beloved came home.

They listened to my tiny tale of woe with increasing amusement.

They asked, “Why didn’t you use the Febreze?”

“What? They don’t have Febreze that’s unscented, do they?”

My beloved walked into the bathroom and came out with a bottle of unscented Febreze that would have solved my problem instantly. I facepalmed hard enough to cause brain damage.

I sprayed the pillow. It sat for a few days, ready to join my parade of pillow experiments. The sage and vinegar are both thankfully gone.

It does however still smell faintly of my mother.