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at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you

yokowan

at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.

le-jardin-inculte

at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly

shithowdy

at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.

whitachi

at some point in your life you will be adding a small pasta to a soup and you will think "that is not enough small pasta." this is the devil talking. the pasta will absorb the stock and expand. this is how you end up with a soup that is a solid mass of soggy ditalini.

araceil

At some point in your life you will be adding garlic to a dish and you will think "that is not enough garlic." These are angels speaking. They are correct. Add more garlic.

artoo-detoos

“I think yeah, they’re both a little bit uptight, they both get thrown into walls. There’s definitely a crossover.”

- Domhnall Gleeson on the similarities between General Hux and Thomas McGregor

morby

I KNEW there were parallels!!!

wisesnail

I have now finished S3 and well.. My fondness for Armand has not abated 💙

That said, the brush stroke I accidentally splattered on his face in the second image was clearly a sign, so I decided to leave it there ;)

Prints and other stuff on my Redbubble and Threadless

sternfleck

Arete photo dump because you love it

savagechickens

Vader Buttons.

More Star Wars.

paverics

“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat

paverics

comedians can only dream of writing something this funny

elviscl

Done on Procreate

klodwig

"HE did it out of boredom. HE had the body of a young man sacrificed to HIM and an endless amount of time at HIS disposal. Of course, HE had to spend some of it compressing HIS true size into such a tiny shell, but HE managed it. The body began to move.

Inside the vessel's mind, HE found many interesting things. A name HE claimed as HIS own, and foolish human desires that had never come true. Armitage Hux dreamed of having a family and a house with a white picket fence.

HE did it out of curiosity. Humans had always fascinated HIM—they were persistent enough to keep awakening HIM with their songs and sacrifices. The screams of the sacrifices sounded better than their dubious hymns, but HE did not complain. HE wanted to understand what drove them to do the things they did, but perhaps the only way to grasp it was to wear human skin. So HE did. It took some effort to look like an ordinary human, but HE succeeded. Nothing about HIM betrayed that HE was not human. There was the suit, the job, the hobby... What else did humans do? They formed relationships, right. They liked to reproduce...

Finding someone HE likes is not easy, but HE manages that too. Of course, it's astonishing that among humans there could be someone so remarkable that this body's heart beats faster, but HE cannot help being captivated by those beautiful blue eyes. They shine so brightly.

Rumor has it that the neighbor who loved peeking through other people's windows saw something in someone else's bedroom that drove her insane."