One of my favourite kinds of whump is when character A has abandoned their friends or teammates for whatever reason - going after fame, fortune, popularity, etc. - and they end up hurt somehow as a result of them leaving (ie the popular person character A chose over their friends hurt them somehow). And eventually character A returns to their friends, they apologize for being a bad friend, all is forgiven, life goes on. Except. The friends can tell something about character A has changed. But they don’t know why. Eventually, it comes out - maybe someone asked Character A what was going on, maybe Character A mentioned something that worried the others - and the friends are just horrified, horrified that their friend went through this, horrified that they didn’t realize sooner something was wrong, and when they ask Character A why they didn’t say something sooner, Character A just kind of awkwardly avoids looking at them and says, “I thought you would think I deserved it.”
ok so like…. you know how in miraculous ladybug marinette says she adds rice flour to her french baguette recipe? i actually added rice flour to my baguette dough and the end result is fucking. ethereal. im still thinking about it a solid 12 hours later. I want to make more but then I would be eating bread all fucking day!!!! it’s so good!!!! I’m trying to isolate the other things I did differently but the only major difference is the rice flour so that must be the difference!!!!!!
UPDATE ON THE BREAD RECIPE: I made it again and this time wrote down what I was doing and used ACTUAL MEASURING EQUIPMENT AND A TIMER OMG so it’s slightly different from the half-remembered one I posted earlier!
anyway in a big measuring cup or small bowl you need
2 cups warm water
2 tsp white sugar
1 tsp honey
2 tsp whole milk
½ tsp flour
mix this together gently and let it sit for about five minutes or until it is nice and foamy!
While you’re waiting for it to foam up, in a separate bigger bowl, mix together
4 cups bread flour ½ cup sweet white rice flour
Now pour your yeast concoction into the flour mixture, I used a spatula to mix it all together. the dough is VERY sticky.
Let the bowl sit in a warm room, covered with wet towel, for 2 hours. it should have doubled in size. knead it with your hands until you’re satisfied (unfortunately no exact measurement for satisfaction has been discovered).
This makes enough for two loaves! I immediately plopped one unshaped onto parchment paper-lined baking sheets and baked at 365 for an hour.
I left the other to sit out in a warm room overnight to see how it differed and just finished baking it. It looks pretty good!
they were both nice and crunchy-crusted, fluffy and chewy on the inside, and overall super delicious. but I slightly preferred the one that I immediately threw into the oven over the one I let sit out overnight.
[id: two photos of The Bread!! the first is from the front, so you can see the fluffy insides. the second is from above. the bread is a nice, light golden-brown color. /end id]
Geese and pigs and turkeys and ducks and goats and cows are oh so gentle uwu I love to bully my cows and especially mature intact bulls owo
Never thought I’d see geese described as gentle.
Ladies and gentlegeese…
Husband has a scar 2mm from his jugular from a rabbit, every time I have to catch a turkey I come out looking like I lost a cage match, goats have SPEARS on their HEADS.
Thinking about the time some of our cows, who are literally owned because they’ve always been there, and my friend’s mom likes having cows, who are free-range, who we don’t eat, who are born and live and die free in the pastures, saw me one day and decided to charge me,
But unlike the norm, they didn’t back down when I bluffed them, and they stampeded in earnest, and I had to actually for real run for my life through thickets, tearing up my legs to shreds, until I was close enough to the barn to call for the herding dog to come save me,
And when I posted about it, some vegan blog was like “cows only attack the humans who abuse them.”
Here’s a hot freaking take guys but nobody gets to tell anybody else how they experience themselves. Somebody has a gender you don’t understand? Tough. That’s how stuff works sometimes. I don’t understand French but the language still exists.