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honeytearays · 1 year
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Bunny buns I baked with a friend for lunar new year ☺️🐰
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ryllen · 11 months
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not sure which one needs it more
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conanssummerchild · 1 month
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BOY, I IMPULSE BAKED THIS AT MIDNIGHT ‼️‼️🗣
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sneakertin · 2 months
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more lom/a2a memes cus i am insane
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vampyrsm · 7 months
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bakugou is the type of husband who offers “do you want me to kill them for you?” as a way of comforting you. even before he finds out what exactly made you cry
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britney-rosberg06 · 2 months
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halfbaked and basic landoscar fic concept where Lando tends bar at a struggling pub recently passed down to Logan and Alex, who reaches out to Logan’s childhood friend Oscar to help save the bar and over the course of several weeks/months/however Oscar and Lando grow closer trying to do their best to save the pub while Sargbon try to set them up
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ohblimeygeorge · 2 months
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Feel like I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again:
What I would give for there to be a f1 special of gbbo like even if it’s just the brits doing it.. like just imAGINE the chaos. Lando would just cause absolute carnage like flour everywhere, egg shells everywhere, undercooked but also overcooked at the same time (think ‘started making it, had a breakdown.. Bon appetite’ vibes).
Then you’d have galex who I think would start off good and they’d be careful about measurements but would have some whacky experimental flavours in there and they’d be helping each other out but then just rile each other up and end up turning it into a disaster with them not being able to finish anything bc they’re laughing too much and their end products are something a 4 year old would be ashamed of.
Then you’d have Lewis who would just be quietly getting on with stuff and turn out to be a pretty decent baker and is the only one who actually completes the brief (and has the only thing to present that’s edible).
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alexsrandomramblings · 2 months
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Decided to make a two-toned rye loaf. Yanno, because I hate myself enough to make two separate bread doughs.
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honeytearays · 2 months
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3/1/2024
A colorful day in Tokyo 🌿
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lostlovepunk-again · 2 years
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something i have seen often recently is people using lovequeer/loveless interchangeable with partnering/nonpartnering and that kinda confuses me tbh.
the whole lovequeer and loveless (and a few other identities like that) was about your attitude about the concept of love. it was about thinking about your own idea of a word that is simultaneously undefined and extremely valued in society, that is sometimes used to exclude or diminish us, and to make it our own or to leave it behind (or both. or something completely different).
and this is not to belittle the people who use them interchangeably because of course it can influence your partnering preferences, and also not to claim i have the single authority on those words (which i of course don't), but to ask people not to let these concepts get buried by mixing them up completely with a different concept. (and to tell you you don't have to id as either of these. no necessary need for labels. and you don't have to make it that deep for you but thinking about it can't hurt).
so i am not here to start any kind of identity discourse but to talk about what those terms mean for me. and how being loveless and lovequeer are neither exclusive of being partnering or nonpartnering or of each other as well
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22mechanicalgoats · 5 months
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anyway so im thinking about tom trying to delve into baking, except he mixes up sugar and salt in a recipe, and so steph, and his mum are both like "holy shit dude this is inedible wtf did u do" and then alex rolls in and is like cookies? fucking swag and steals like four and eats them with no hesitation and no reaction either to the horror of all onlookers.
"you just— you just ate those? no ill effects? you're alright, like, in the head and all"
and there's alex, having eaten much less palatable rations in much less ideal circumstances and honestly would not notice anything wrong with his food unless it was actively trying to kill him "...yes? were you saving them for something?"
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3dprintcess · 11 months
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I commissioned the incredible SK https://sangkalibutan.tumblr.com/ to draw Alex as the ‘cuddliest serial killer (of onions) ever’, inspired by this unhinged photo from SU2C Bake Off, and - mission accomplished. Cute and terrifying!
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mangoob · 2 days
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I MADE DFTM INSPIRED CUPCAKES YOU GUYS it was pretty fun
My homies were finally finishing up DFTM so I had to make it special <3
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innytoes · 2 months
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"You know, because of colour theory" totally sounds like something Willie would say
Throwing a housewarming party for the house they bought was something that Alex had always felt would feel very Adult. Like, they had a dining room table now. This was less 'paying your friends in pizza and beer for helping you move' (though they'd done that too) and more 'inviting your friends over a few weeks later to look at how adult you were with your unpacked house and freshly painted walls'.
The dining room table was set. There were even fresh flowers on the table, because they owned a vase now. Sure, the dinnerware was still all mismatched but it was on purpose, because Alex couldn't make up his mind on what he liked and Reggie liked thrifting and Willie enjoyed the chaos of it all. It was an aesthetic choice.
They'd gotten a grill, and Ray was on the patio showing Willie and Reggie how to use it. Alex was happy to let them, since Willie loved playing with fire and Reggie loved spending time with Ray. He preferred to be in the kitchen, checking on the garlic bread, making people drinks before getting overwhelmed and Julie reassuring him 'we know where the fridge is, don't worry about it'.
He didn't feel like a real adult. Not even with the cute little house and his two handsome boyfriends - partners, all of them on the title, which was a huge step, almost as big as marriage - and his dining room table and their beautiful homemade mailbox with all their names on it.
He wondered if he ever would, looking out from the kitchen to watch their friends mingling, Carrie and her Candis taking in the gallery wall, Luke impressed with the charcuterie board Alex had made in an attempt to make it feel like a real adult party, Julie and Flynn impressed by the bookshelves they'd put up.
Two arms snaked around his waist, and Reggie pressed a kiss to his neck. "You okay, babe?" Alex relaxed into him.
"Yeah," he said. "Just thinking about how I still don't feel like a real adult."
Reggie laughed. "That's why we have Ray. Or if we really fuck up, Julie's aunt. You know, adultier adults."
And yeah, all three of the had been pretty much adopted into the Molina family, given their own families of origin were either gone or awful. They were their own family now. Maybe that was the real meaning of adulthood.
"Stop worrying and go enjoy the party, I'll finish setting the table and stuff," Reggie said, ushering him out of the kitchen.
"Don't forget the garlic bread," Alex warned him, and went to move to join people in the living room.
Except as soon as he turned around, he heard a squelch, and a gasp, and Reggie saying 'oh no'.
He whirled around to see their kitchen, their freshly painted, freshly cleaned, perfect kitchen, covered floor to ceiling in ketchup.
"What..." he managed, as Reggie stared at him with wide eyes. The glass bottle of ketchup - because glass looked more adult than the squeezy bottles, Alex remembers thinking in the supermarket - was still in his hand. "How?"
"I was gonna give it a good shake before putting it on the table!" Reggie said helplessly.
Oh no.
"I'd already loosened all the lids," Alex said. This was all his fault. He hadn't warned Reggie. And now their kitchen was ruined.
"I'm so sorry, Alex, don't be mad," Reggie started, and Alex wasn't mad at anyone but himself. Thankfully Reggie was mostly ketchup free, so Alex grabbed some paper towels to wipe his hands and pull him into a hug. Reggie freaking out would only make him freak out. Reggie buried his face in Alex' shoulder for a moment, before collecting himself.
"Oh man, it looks like a children's hospital in here," Willie said, coming in with a plate of burgers. At Alex' confused stare, he elaborated: "You know, because of colour theory?"
That did not clear anything up, but Reggie giggled.
"I don't want to know," Alex decided. "Go serve people while I clean up this mess."
In the end, they did not need an 'adultier adult', because one of the Candis knew how to get ketchup stains off of freshly painted walls. She helped him get the worst off, and saved the garlic bread from the oven, and they joined the dinner.
And finally Alex felt a little more like an adult than he had. They'd had their first minor disaster in the house and none of them had freaked out or needed to call in a Real Adult. He was taking it as a win.
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vampyrsm · 8 months
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satoru is the type of dad who sits with his child & watches all the tv shows that help your child learn to speak/pronounce words and he’s fully invested in them.
pronounces all the words clearly so his daughter can repeat them back to him, he’ll be sat on the floor with them or snuggled up beneath a blanket whilst they drink their morning milk & he has his coffee on the table in front of him
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actual-changeling · 4 months
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i'm baking muffins on my own for the first time since i don't really have any baking utensils but i had a craving. anyway baking is a little like chemistry but i'd rather have do a (horrible, behated) fluoride potentiometric analysis than this.
too much guesswork but also not enough rules who invented this shit
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