#fried-fuzzy-pickles

[apatheticsunday]

Siblings Energy

AKA "the Batfam find out Jason is alive and lovingly bullies him back into the family" headcanon!!

I read this one post where it was like, Damian climbing through Jason's window while saying something actually batshit insane and Jason's just like??? mouthful of pasta, just sitting at his kitchen table, and I'm ridiculously amused by it. Because hell yeah!!

Give me actual sibling energy. Give me, "What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine, because fuck you!! No, I'm not giving back your leather jacket, finders keepers. Yeah, it was in your bedroom but now it belongs to me."

I want recently-revived Jason Todd deliberately avoiding the Batfam because he's plotting his Grand Reveal (the Red Hood, Crime Lord and Ruthless Murderer is the formerly dead Robin?? How could it be?? He craves the utter disbelief, the shock, like any dramatic theatre kid). I'm just gonna... gently wrap up Under the Red Hood in a towel and put it in the freezer where it can't hurt us anymore. We're in Wayne Family Adventures Fandom-Land now, guys.

And Dick Grayson was born and raised to be an older brother, his dad humor and oldest daughter syndrome is God-tier, and he'd recognize his little brother anywhere. Even if he's built like a brick shithouse, has a scary deep voice, and is significantly more murder-y than his Robin years. That's his little brother!! That's his Little Wing, his Jaybird!! Dick sees what Jason's doing - the acting out, refusing to talk to his family, etc., and is just reminded of when him and Jason used to fight. Dick would be pissed, Jay would be pissed, but in the end, a greasy BatBurger and a comically bad action movie would have them pissing themselves in laughter.

So, that's what he does. Jason comes home from being a crime lord to find The Meg 2 paused on his TV, lukewarm BatBurgers (extra fries, his favorite), and Dick scrolling through TikTok on his couch. There's a new fuzzy Wonder-Woman themed blanket thrown over his armchair.

And yeah, Jason is pissed but Dick looks up and smiles - so excited, hopeful, exactly like the older brother he is that Jason just... sits down on the couch. Eats his stupidly good BatBurger (no pickles, how did Dick remember Jason hates pickles?), and snorts at the shitty CGI, excessive explosions, and comically too-serious acting. Dick accidentally inhales his BatSoda through his nose at one of Jason Statham's one-liners. There are no apologies because there doesn't need to be. Because there's an unspoken understanding between siblings, there doesn't even need to be an I missed you, I love you so much, please don't leave me. You just know.

But it doesn't stop there. Soon Jason has Tim, his goddamn replacement, collapsing on his new Wonder-Woman blanket and mumbling out a "Dick said you're back" almost sounding relieved before passing out on his couch. Which. What in the flying shit, Dick. But the kid's all bruised up, weary like the homeless kids from Crime Alley, and Jason heard about "JJ" during one of his and Dick's bi-weekly movie nights. So... maybe he lets the kid stay. Besides, it's not like letting his replacement take a nap on his couch will open Pandora's box, right?

....right?

Cue Jason suddenly having this blond purple-obsessed Batgirl variant harassing him for his abuela's hot chocolate recipe (sorry, Alfred), Babs bribing him to visit her at the library with a limited edition of Pride and Prejudice, a Black Bat silently accompanying him on patrols around Crime Alley, and Meta dressed in yellow enthusiastically greeting him whenever he's grocery shopping downtown. (Downtown Gotham is the only place you can get fresh produce, okay? And you beat the crowds if you go in the morning! He's not an old man, Dick - fuck off.)

So, when Damian busts through his window while Jason is eating homemade Alfredo, he's... not really surprised anymore. He doesn't think anything can surprise him after Steph body-slammed him in his own bathroom one morning, screeching, "You make fun of my boy Jason Statham again, I'll shove that toothbrush so far up your-..." Or that time he turned around after getting dressed and Cass was sitting on his bed with a comic book. He did not shriek.

And Damian's rambling angrily about Bruce, probably knowing his akhi will let him rant without interrupting or maybe he's so angry he doesn't care, so Jason just... keeps eating.

(Sometime in the future, he gains a reputation for being an Unbothered King, but it's really just the fact that his siblings are deranged and he's become acclimated to their random break-ins.)

[rigormorton32]

I am almost done with a lovely prompt from @thealbertwhiskers where Lochy and Saxon get mistaken for a couple, and thought I would share a little snippet with you guys while I finish it up:

(Takes place in a diner, during their first time alone since Thailand)

“Try this.” Lochy pushed his milkshake towards Saxon, and the older brother found himself hesitating for a moment, as if taking a sip from Lochy's straw was somehow inappropriate.

It really wasn't. They ate and drank after each other all the time before Thailand. Saxon was just being paranoid. Treading too carefully as to not do anything that could possibly lead his brother on.

He internally scoffed at himself, realizing how ridiculous he was being as he reached to pick up the glass.

“Okay.” Saxon wrapped his lips around the straw. It was already wet and sweet from Lochy's first sip, and the warm feeling that came over him at the thought was overwhelming.

Saxon pushed it down for now, just like all the other warm, fuzzy feelings before it, and focused on the cool, sweet taste of ice cream and milk that flooded his taste buds.

“That's good.” Saxon pushed the shake glass back to Lochy and licked the remnants off his lips.

Lochy was beaming, his smile so warm and pleased. The sight of it had butterflies unfolding in Saxon's chest.

It had been so long since Saxon had seen his little brother happy, he’d almost forgotten just how adorable he was. Like a happy little puppy, tongue out and tail wagging.

God, how he’d missed that so much.

By the time their appetizer came, both boys were deep in conversation, laughing and sprawled out in their booth. Lochy's feet had made their way to Saxon's side of the bench, crossed at the ankles and pressed against Saxon's thigh.

Saxon blinked down at them every so often, thinking about how easy those tan, leather sandals would be to remove, how warm the pads of his toes would feel against his palms.

*What the fuck is wrong with you*? Saxon internally chastised himself, turning his attention to the basket of finger foods in the middle of their table, fresh from the fryer and still gleaming with grease as he reached to grab a fried pickle.

He gave it a quick dunk into the ramekin of ranch and popped into his mouth, delighting in the salty, greasy goodness that crunched under the weight of his teeth.

Maybe Lochy was onto something with this one.

The waitress came back holding the coffee pot, her lips twisting into a knowing smile as she poured some coffee into Saxon's mug.

“I just wanted to let you guys know, your bill’s already been taken care of.”

Saxon and Lochy shared a confused look.

“Really?” Saxon bared teeth, giving a quick glance around the dining room to see if he could figure out who it was.

“Yep.” The waitress smiled, rocking on the balls of her feet. “One of the other tables thought you two were such a cute couple and wanted me to give them your check.”

Saxon choked on the sip of coffee he'd just taken, uncomfortable heat twisting in his belly as he blinked up to see Lochy looking exactly like the cat that got the cream.

The grin on his little brother's lips was shit eating, and there was a part of Saxon that wanted to smack it right off his face.

“Wow. That's so nice. Please tell them we said thank you.” Lochy replied, grinning from ear to ear.

Saxon sat in stunned silence, watching helplessly as the waitress walked off, presumably to relay the message to whatever table had paid for their check.

Lochy was beaming, his big eyes twinkling as his smile curled far up above his canines.

Saxon stewed for a moment, eventually coming to the realization that maybe they did kind of look like they were on a date.

Their laughter and sharing of food. Lochy's feet practically draped across his thighs. The milk shake. *Oh God the milkshake*.

It really was no wonder the other patrons mistook them for a couple.

[miramemo]

so updated bday collages :3 these past few days have been so much better than my actual bday. i won’t go in to too many details, but Ill list out the activities and things i got so i can remember !

wednesday we had gone to a wine bar to watch their screening of pulp fiction, along with some wine flights + free popcorn. after, we headed to another bar-arcade for some beer, cocktails, + fried pickles.

thursday was my actual birthday. detailed that in my previous post. not awesome, but the farmer’s market, time alone in the park, photography sessions, yummy sandwich from the food hall, + dinner with my family was lovely. also received some beautiful flowers.

yesterday i started my day by making myself a little breakfast of eggs, delicious crispy rosemary potatoes made by my younger brother, and fresh strawberries that i got for free from the farmer’s market. when my boyfriend got home, we took his little sister thrift shopping, and i got lots of cool stuff! a few knitted shirts, the red shirt i’m wearing in the photos, a nike tee, a leather tote, sunglasses, a new cast-iron skillet, + a lovely dip bowl. my boyfriend got himself a jenga drinking game set. after we returned home, we went to see the minecraft movie :3 he fell asleep but i loved it sm!! then he took us for pastrami chili cheese fries, and we came home + played drink jenga while watching buffalo 66’ (one of my faves, but his first time watching!) it was a lovely day.

then today, we started the day by going to the dispensary, and i got us two vapes! then we went to the candle store to get my free candle (got an olives + cypress scent!) and stopped by the hello kitty cafe! my bf bought me the little birthday cake + we split that, along with an iced mocha. we then headed back towards home, and stopped for in n out + my free crumbl cookie (i got the lemon glaze flavor 🍋). after lunch, we headed to the theatre to watch warfare (was super graphic!! not usually my cup of tea but it was well made and my bf rly wanted to see it !). following that, we headed back home for a shot of whiskey + to pick up my victoria’s secret package, which contained two lip glosses + a fuzzy cross-body bag! we went to dinner shortly after, stopping by an old italian restaurant in my town that i hadn’t been to since i was a little girl, with my late grandfather. we drank a bottle of white zinfandel, had some pasta, bread, + meatballs, stuffing ourselves thoroughly. now we are home, resting, and recovering from the long weekend.

other things photographed:

- mini laneige set from sephora (freebie)

- mini lash growth serum from ulta (freebie)

- white chocolate raspberry bundtlet (freebie)

[punkrockmlchael]

Ahh, hi! I just hit 100 followers (thank you so much, omg?!) and I want to celebrate with what I enjoy doing best: writing!!

Below the cut I have 100 prompts, and they’re pretty random. These are 100 random things that I think of when I think about myself; what I like, dislike, what I do, where I live, etc. I sat in bed and looked around the room while thinking to myself and these are what randomly popped into my little brain hehe..

Here’s what you get to do, if you choose! Send me request here; with a number (or a couple if you want them morphed together; max of three please!) with who you’d like to see it written with (look below)! I will create small blurbs based on your requests! (Can be sfw or nsfw; let me know which you’d like to see! As a reminder my blog is 18+, minors please do not interact, thank you!)

✰ Masterlist for my 100 Follower Celebration! ✰

I will these write for:

✰ Gareth Emerson

✰ Eddie Munson

✰ Jeff or Freak (Grant) - Corroded Coffin has my heart and these two boys deserve more love tbh

✰ Steve Harrington - I’ve never written for him but I’d love to!

Ice Cream

Ice Cream Cone

Mint Chocolate Chip

Butter Pecan

Taco Bell

McDonald’s

Cooking

Pasta

Cookies

Donuts

Cupcakes

Bread

French Fries

Pickles

Popcorn

Coffee

Energy Drink

Alcohol

Beer

Wine

Dr. Pepper

Vanilla Coke

Tattoo

Piercing

Necklace

Ring

Earrings

Mascara

Eyeliner

Lipstick

Cat

Dog

Zoo

Aquarium

Museum

Forrest

Tree

Flower

Garden

Camping

Stars

Sunshine

Moonlight

Candles

Blue

Purple

Red

Music

Playlist

Guitar

Drums

Concert

Snow

Rain

Thunder

Lightning

Sand

Lake

Pool

March

Football

Baseball

Cheerleading

Dream

Tired

Sleep

Sweatshirt

T-Shirt

Skirt

Dress

Fuzzy Socks

Converse

Vans

High Heels

Halloween

Drive

Airplane

FaceTime

Cellphone

Camera

Pictures

Letters

Pen

Journal

Calendar

Colored Pencils

Coloring Book

Video Games

Legos

Movies

Blanket

Pillow

Squishmallow

Teddy Bear

Glasses

Braces

College

Writing

Singing

Shopping

[lovelessthan]

I arrived late in Helsinki on the 5th of January. During the last leg of my 11 hour bus ride I remembered that January 6th is a public holiday in many countries; it is not in Portugal, while it is for our neighbors Spain, so it really varies from place to place and is never a date that's at the forefront of my mind. Nevertheless, my flight back home was on the 7th so I decided to check and sure enough, the 6th is a public holiday in Finland. Since my number one mission during my last days in Helsinki was to visit Aikuisten Lelukauppa, Kari Valo's famous shop, I DM'd their instagram account asking whether it would be open the next day.

Thus began the saga that leads us to the concluding chapter of our story, The Finland Chronicles Part 3: Aikuisten Lelukauppa Oy, and Finland Moi Moi

I got a response from the person who runs the shop’s instagram account the next morning, while I was getting ready, saying that they weren’t sure whether Kari would be coming in. I decided to risk it anyway and headed over there, only to find that, alas, the shop was indeed closed.

Feeling a bit deflated, I decided to just walk into the restaurant next door and the events that unfolded upon me stepping inside were heartwarming. The place was a very small and simple Thai restaurant, run by just one man, who I at the time assumed was Finnish. I made casual conversation with him and informed him of what had just happened, to which he replied that he had seen Kari lock up not long ago and head to the cafe down the road…so I had just missed him! I proceeded to order food, since I hadn’t really had breakfast, and he made me a dish of fried salmon, rice, and pickled vegetables. It was delicious, and I'm pretty sure the blurry corner in the picture above is from my lens fogging up with how hot it was.

After bringing me the food, this sweet man proceeded to turn the entire restaurant upside down looking for Kari's phone number, which he had written down on a slip of paper; he did in fact have a smartphone but informed me he didn't have time to be saving people's numbers in it, dontcha know. 😂 He said there was a possibility Kari could come back but it wasn't looking likely. Eventually, a girl who worked at the café next door came over, since she helps write the signs and menus for the restaurant due to her impeccable calligraphy, and gave him the number. He dialed it, hit call and a few seconds later we heard a voice identical to Ville’s say (I assume), "Kari Valo speaking." The restaurant owner explained that someone had come *all* the way from Portugal just to see him and handed me the phone. So I got to talk to Kari a bit. He told me he'd locked up for the day and asked me why I hadn't come earlier, and when I said I was considering extending my trip a bit he responded, "I'll be waiting for you every day." Ville wasn't kidding when he said he got his verbal acrobatics from his dad, huh. Sidenote: I thought I'd headed out pretty early, all things considered, but now you know, the early bird gets the Kari, especially if it’s a public holiday.

Heartened, I hung up and got on my own phone to make the arrangements to extend my trip, intending to return to the shop without fail on Monday the 8th. A part of me felt a little silly, but that was overridden by the feeling that my time in Finland wouldn’t really have been complete without a visit to Aikuisten Lelukauppa. Luckily, it was pretty cheap and dealing with that left me with time to relax, enjoy the rest of my meal, and talk to the man who had gone out of his way to make sure I got to speak to Kari. It turned out his name was Pedro, he was originally from Spain but had been living in Finland for 45 years, and had learned to cook Thai food from his second wife. Upon finding out he was from Spain, the conversation promptly switched from English to Portuñol, and he told me all about his family over Thai coffee after I'd finished my meal. I left the place after some time, feeling warm and fuzzy at the fact that complete strangers had gone above and beyond for me, but not before laughing at the fact that as quickly as Pedro had reobtained Kari's number, he then proceeded to lose it for a second time and was once again turning the place upside down looking for it as I headed out the door.

In all seriousness, if you're planning on including Aikuisten Lelukauppa in your Helsinki itinerary, consider stopping by Pedro's place as well. It's literally right next door, so it's impossible to miss, the food is great, and the hospitality, well...if you've read this far then you've probably figured out it's second to none.

Afterwards I took the time to explore the city a little more and went to see Helsinki Cathedral and check out the other sights around Senate Square. Extending my trip also allowed me shop more leisurely for family and friends before heading home for the evening.

Sunday was a day dedicated to doing absolutely nothing, which I felt I had earned, and fun fact: my Airbnb hosts were the proud owners of eleven (11!) cats, including the four kittens pictured above. All this while having a spotless home with almost exclusively white furniture. Why would you want to leave the house? I only realized long after the fact that I could have used my Sunday to take the ferry from Finland to Estonia and spend the day in Tallinn's old town, but I think the fact that it didn't even cross my mind just shows it wasn't meant to be. You can't fit everything in on one trip and you have to stop to rest at some point. All in all, a Sunday well spent.

Then the fateful day arrived! I got up, got ready, headed out the door, and took the bus to the stop nearest to the street where Aikuisten Lelukauppa is located. In the few minutes left where I was walking up to the shop, my heart started pounding and I was pretty sure I was gonna act completely starstruck but...it was fine. More than fine. There was only one other customer there when I walked in, and they left almost the minute I entered. I said hello and told Kari that I was the person he'd spoken to on the phone the other day, and he apologetically explained that he'd had responsibilities other than the shop to attend to that day which resulted in him leaving early. What followed was me getting almost 2 hours of his time just chatting, as it had been over a week since Helldone and there weren't many fans flocking to the shop. He truly is a gem of a person, he seemed more than happy (and I hope he truly was!) to discuss his interest in cars, the movie Taxi Driver, how he acquired a lot of the memorabilia around the shop, how he got involved in this particular line of work, the state of taxi drivers these days (NOT good, he’ll have you know!), some of the shows he'd seen on the Neon Noir tour, and asked me about myself as well. Thanks to Kari I learned about Aki Kaurismäki, a Finnish director who has lived in Portugal for over 30 years, and now have some new films on my to-watch list. He also provided me with some tips for things to do around the city, including enthusiastically telling me I should go swimming (eherm, maybe next time) and to visit Temppeliaukion kirkko, a Lutheran church that was excavated directly from solid rock.

I would be remiss not to point out a significant moment in my visit. Kari received quite a few phone calls while we were chatting, and most of the time the phone ringing would prompt him to cry out, "Perkele!" One of the calls, however, he simply answered without any fuss. I could hear a man's voice but since the conversation was in Finnish, I distracted myself with my phone. Once he'd hung up, Kari turned to me and asked, "Do you know who that was?" to which I replied, "Who?" and he exclaimed, "Ville!" then burst out laughing and grabbed my shoulders as my jaw dropped. Then he told me that Ville had called to ask a question about Kari's car (the famous Checker Taxi, I believe) and implied it was being used for some sort of project? We shall have to wait and see. It was a very cool moment anyhow. I got a photo with him as well and asked him to sign my Neon Noir CD booklet, which he decorated with his famous doodles and catchphrases, most notably "Kari Valo, Boy's Father."

A visit to Aikuisten Lelukauppa naturally demands that you buy some merch so I bought a new tshirt for myself with the alternative design (as a friend had gotten me the more well-known version during her visit a few months prior), merch for friends, and stickers, but also left armed with several Finland/Helsinki guides that Kari provided me with, and a map where he wrote down the name of the rock church. Cutest of all, he just up and gave me some vintage Moomins stamps, which I will cherish forever. After all this, I said I’d be heading out as I did not want to take up any more of Kari’s time but it was a highly memorable first visit, and while I seriously doubt he will ever come across this post I nevertheless feel like I have to express my gratitude to him for his time, his ear, and his generosity. Kiitos paljon Kari! ❤️

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This was the rest of my afternoon: a visit to the famous Cafe Regatta, which was very cozy, following Kari's advice and visiting the beautiful, peaceful Temppeliaukio Church, and finishing my visit off with an early dinner at a traditional Finnish restaurant, where I had the piniest tasting G and T of my life (I love the smell of pines, not so sure how I feel about drinking them). Couldn't have asked for a better last day in Finland.

The next morning I had to be up at 5 to catch a flight to Frankfurt and then Lisbon, but the discomfort of a super early flight paled in comparison to the happy, floaty feeling of discovering a new place to love and come back to. Thank you so much Finland, you were a dream! I hope to come back sooner rather than later and potentially write another Finland Chronicles, maybe in warmer temperatures! Moi moi for now, though!

And to finish this off, here's a little Aikuisten Lelukauppa haul with all the things I mentioned above, as well as a small Helsinki/Helldone haul, since I didn't think to do one for the very first instalment of this series. It includes a VVgram beanie, an eyebrow pencil and two eyeliners from Finnish brand Lumene (conspicuously absent was their Nordic Noir range, I wonder if Ville bought it all up lmao), and face wipes. Yes, face wipes, because they saved me multiple times when the snow settling then melting on my eyelashes would cause my mascara to melt and smudge all around my eyes. Pro-tip ladies: have some wipes in your bag when experiencing Finnish winter, or just snowy winters in general. Or maybe just wear a more resistant mascara than the one I use.

Thanks to anyone who read through these posts, and apologies for how much longer they got with each update. Nevertheless, I hope it was an enjoyable read and maybe even useful to those of you considering visiting Finland. Much love and here's to hoping 2024 brings many more adventures! ��🤍

[untamedeventuality]

How did Neo 3 meet smallfry? What's all of your agents favourite foods? Their main weapons? (inksplattering here)

So Zowie, aka Agent Neo3, was actually raised by salmonids, so Rol, aka Little Buddy, is her brother. Their dad was killed by the fuzzy ooze bc Grizz was testing the weapon on salmonids, which is why they ended up in Splatsville

Sam, aka Cap’3, has more opinions on energy drinks than they do on food, I’m sorry to say. She’s been known stay up until 3am remixing and splicing songs together, creating a mountain of cans for her girlfriend to scold her about come morning. They main dualies, specifically Enperry Splat Dualies.

Mackerel “Mack”, aka Agent 4, likes anything that’s been fried but will do just about anything you ask of them if there’s deep fried shrimp provided after completion. Yes, Marina did pay them for their work on the Memverse, but there was also shrimp involved. Mack is a splattershot guy, with his go-to being the Forge Splattershot Pro (they will booyabomb on your ass)

Misaki, aka Agent 8, loves spring rolls and gyoza, they’re her favorite snacks. She’ll eat just about anything if the base is jasmine rice and there’s a sweet-sour sauce involved. These days she mains either the Inkbrush Nouveau or the Snipewriter 5H, depending if she needs to be on the frontlines or play support for her dumbass girlfriend, Sam.

Zowie, aka Agent Neo3, likes uhh… salmonid foods, which makes it hard for her to find her old comfort foods now that she’s in Cephalopod Society TM. Pickled foods are the closest to her old diet, so you’re likely to be face with a frightening collection of jars. She and Rol both like sardines too. Zowie mains splatana, with the Splatana Wiper being her trusty go-to.

[bob--the--hamster]

Things my characters eat and drink in my new novel

Cheap beer, Anise tea, Lunch-on-a-stick, Berry grog, Flop bread & sausages, Fried lancelets on a bed of fuzzy grain with tart drupes, Honey brine pickled cactus heart strudels with anthill spice, Milk's cake, Triple sugar fish

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3339

slept in. it was nice.

showered, dressed, left the house.

went to meet a student, but when it was quarter past and hadn't shown up, i said "it's okay if not today, i'm pretty tired" and proceeded to take a nap in my car.

after my nap, i got gas and went to target. specifically went to target to find more of those tiny pumpkins i got the other day.

found dozens.

got so many. so many of them, i tell you. and they're all fuzzy.

nearly also got myself a weighted stuffed dino. put it back and snapped pictures to say "this is what i want for my birthday pls" bc it's reasonably priced and not problem to get and is personal.

need to send picture to friends.

stopped at mall, picked up new cable and joel's order from best buy. got ice cream. went to joel's.

got to hug and hold the joel and see and talk to him and his sister. the three of us went to get dinner together too. texas roadhouse. fried pickles. on nom nom.

home now. tired. busy day tomorrow. so many. need sleepy.

[gnawsy]

ughughughhh i feel sp bad for crashing out (it ws mini ,, im just being like pouty/fussy or whatever) at my parents but i cant help it 💔💔 we're out to eat rn and i wanted a resturaunt that i know will hit because i dont like trying knew things ,, and while my dad was driving here (because both of the resturaunts are in the same area) my mom was reading the menu and it won him over so now im lowk scared to eat the food bc i've never been here before.. i ordered a burger and fries ,, no onions ,, pickles ,, or house aioli because im picky as FUCK and we got cheesy bread and cheesy fries as a group and i hope it'll hit because this has been the first time i've been hungry in a couple days (bc of my meds) OH !! DID I MENTION HOW MUCH I LOVE USING THE WORD FUSSY ?? it makes me feel so small and fuzzy lowk >_< sorry im yapping 💔💔 -🪼

nooo babe don’t feel bad!! you’re not(weren’t) being fussy at all!!! i’d be the exact same way tbh,,,, semi-unfamiliar food when you’re already feeling off?? nightmare 💔💔. && I don’t mind the yapping you’re fine :3333

[waaboozwiiyaas]

a little chopped garlic blended by hand into ground beef before grilling on the flat top

juicy yet charred just enough

topped with candied jalapeños and pineapple, swiss cheese on a flat top toasted butter bun

fries fresh from the fryer oil and shake-seasoned in a chili garlic salt and garnished with fresh green onion

pickle spears on the side

and a cherry cola float

ketchup bottle on the table

the diner jukebox plays songs you think you've never heard yet you know almost every word coming before they're sung

your mind might be a swiss army knife but your memory is sharper swiss cheese and you don't remember when you've last eaten or been on stable ground before today or why you haven't

and the waitress is restocking napkins at other tables all empty and she smiles at you like an old friend might with eyeshine and softness

no wallet in your pockets just wads of cash

almost all fifties you think

and a soft soft rabbit foot dyed a tangerine orange and a cold hard metal flamingo shaped bottle opener on the same keychain with keys you don't recognize

an empty heart-shaped locket and a knife you should probably rinse at the very least

your old boots were missing

lucky the tread to town wasn't too rocky didn't have too many sharps mostly soft soft grass

you have shiny new shoes to break in

and a long way to go to you don't know where yet from an open 6 foot hole in a field with multicolor eye static fuzzies floating all around

and the rest you only remember as a literal roller coaster past and through fast cars on long highways, hospital machinery, grocery store fluorescents, shopping mall fountains, casino and bar lights at night, sunlight on rippling water, tree swings, fireworks bursting into the shimmering of stars getting closer and a void

all throughout passing vague shapes of people through the haze

dirt ashes glass shards needles sharp rocks grit shred

all set to constant electronic noises aside slamming of doors and shattering glass and thunder cracking or is it that rifle

lightning flashes through your skull anyway

distortion and reverb

hand to stove

hand to stove

hand to stove

let go

stop being so

and the soil and the burnt sugar cotton candy and gunpowder smell linger on you like the cat hair and dirt and grass stains on your pants - too clingy, sticky

'least your hands washed easy

you feel rested like you'll never need rest again

you sip your float

and holy heavenly fuck you're beyond relieved to wash the taste of metal and dirt out of your mouth

and to find this comfort in the way the sun shines through the window not too harsh just right and golden like that locket

you eat and try not to close your eyes for too long again

[donekindonut]

I like jade green

I like brisk weather w sun

I like catching angel numbers without thinking about them

I like spicy pickles

Things mixed w vinegar

I like garlic

I like fried/sautéed onions

I like the color black

I like bobs

I like spending hours at a cafe

I like when they know I’m going to sit somewhere for hours

I like drawing

I like writing

I like music

I like loud music

I like a few people

I like having two friends

I like being content

I like having what I want

I like walking in the back alone

I like being left alone and being okay

I like writing out my feelings and feeling better

I like understanding

I like being empathetic

I like feeling confident

I like knowing myself

I like seeing happy families

I like string lights

I like a battery that’s full charged

I like being ready

I like being early

I like being on time

I like cats

I like black cats

I like orange cats

I like food

I like red crushed peppers

I like old wood

I like over grown weeds

I like greenery

I like autumn

I like spring

I like clear skies

I like skies ready to cry

I like fluorescent lights

Cold leftovers (Chinese food,pizza)

I like pretty dresses

I like heavy eyeliner

I like when people say thank you weirdly

I like live music

I like cracking voices

I like when adults sit cross cross Apple sauce

I like being drunk

I like supportive parents

I like being grounded

I like being alone

I like being understood

I like musky smells

I like awkward girls

I like pretty girls

I like reading

I like writing poetry

I like being able to pee when I really need to

I like hardwood floors

I like yummy smelling kitchens

I like yummy food

I like savory food

I like spicy food

I like noise canceling bathrooms

I like sweet vanilla candles

I like candle holders

I like chandeliers

I like slippers

I like cute slippers

Fuzzy bathrobes

I like leather chokers

I like well behaved men

I like thigh highs

I like knee high socks

I like men that know to be in their place

I like short lines to the bathroom

I like broccoli

I like incorporating kale with foods

I like when girls come together and feel comfy

I like when things are in order

I like routine

I like compliments

I like being pale

I like red stained lips

I like long black hair

I like feeling energy

[papas-milferia]

I shouldn't be laughing at your header but here I am

i fucking HATE chip mcmint he's a LAZY BASTARD and a COWARD and a VALOR STEALING MOTHERFUCKER. HIS HOME TOWN IS UNDER ATTACK AND YET HE COWERS. HE HIDES. HE'S A WEEVIL. A RAT. A STAIN UPON SCOOPIAN SOCIETY. HE CALLED LUAU LEPUNCH A SLUR. HE SPITS ON MIDDLE SCHOOLERS. HE CATCALLED MY WIFE AND TRIED TO FUCK HER BECAUSE HE HAS LITTLE SWAG AND A TINY ICE CREAM CONE COCK. IF HE WERE REAL I WOULD EVISCERATE HIM TO CLEANSE THE EARTH OF SUCH AN ABOMINATION. also he's the worst flavour scoopian out there.

[auncyen]

Do you think romantic Shutaba is valid

Too many people are hellbent on the foster siblings interpretation and it makes me rot inside

I do lean toward platonic/friends/family for them, but romantic Shutaba can be cute, and I do think it gets unfairly bashed way too much.

There are two big criticisms I’ve seen:

Sojiro is a father figure to both of them.  That doesn’t mean they see each other as siblings.  They might!  I think it’s cute if they do!  But...it IS a thing with some married couples that, if one of them’s had a really shitty family and the SO’s family is warm and welcoming, they might consider their SO’s family more “their family” than their blood relations.  It... doesn’t mean...they think of their SO as a sibling.  The situation is a little different with Shutaba, but the point still stands: they can both see Sojiro as a father figure without automatically going “and you’re my brother/sister”.

There’s a power imbalance since Ren’s the leader of the Phantom Thieves/more established in the friend group when she joins.  This one’s kind of knotty but at the same time it just boils down to two things for me.  First, if people are really focused on potential power imbalances, why isn’t it considered a power imbalance of how protective Sojiro is of Futaba???  Like, Ren is VERY unlikely to have Sojiro on his side in any argument that might arise, aside from maybe “Futaba, please stop bugging things”.  And on that note she has Ren’s phone bugged and is such a godmode hacker that she could definitely mess his life up for a while if she was feeling angry enough to salt the earth.  But second and I think more importantly...if this is a legit problem for romantic Shutaba, why isn’t it a problem for platonic “close as family” Shutaba? They’re still the same characters.  P5 does multiple examples of family members/figures being controlling.  If it’s not about Ren actually doing anything wrong but just Futaba feeling overwhelmed, that’s....something that can still happen in platonic and sibling relationships.  And it’s something that can improve with time as Futaba gets more comfortable in the group.

I do think it’s fair if the ship squicks people just because for people who feel strongly “she’s like a little sister!”, yeah, it’s going to feel weird to ship them.  But being squicked by a ship doesn’t mean it’s actually bad and not everyone takes the same view.  Could they get messy as a romantic relationship??  Yeah.  Aaand they could definitely get into fights as pseudo-siblings (I always feel like one day Ren is going to snap about the phone bug, unless Futaba’s supposed to have removed it post-game, and then they will have to have a serious discussion about p r i v a c y).  But like I’ve seen some criticisms of Shutaba that seem to paint Ren as controlling and manipulative and I gotta say, if he’d be that horrible as a boyfriend?  He probably wouldn’t be a good new brother, either.

[dykealoe]

Can I 🅱️lease get some Walnut X Peppermint sprite edits...

sorry for how late this is!! life stuff came up oof

sometimes you just gotta make some pretty music for ur gf!!

[warriorofskyworld]

HBD MY SWEET ANGEL BOY

“Thank you so much! It was definitely a great one!”

[girlgeniuspenny]

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO BE SO GODDAMN CUTE

‘‘Aww thank you! I guess I got my own cute rights!’‘