#but really a FRYING PAN?!

[hannibard]

....I'm sorry (x)

[friszil]

HIIIIII CAMP HERE AND THERE FANDOM!!!!!!

[susiehunsecker-remade]

desire is so humiliating like SURE i guess my life would be better if i was allowed to put cigarettes out on you

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

IT IS I! FRESH!INK SANS! I'M HERE TO GIVE YOU BROSKIS A GIFT!

*insert gifts for all of them with a goofy ahh smile*

Killer: :D!! thank yoouu Dust: …you can never have too many pillows Horror: (holding an average frying pan) ah, another frying pan Horror: thank you Cross: oh, thank you, Fresh Nightmare: what the f- udge. Fresh Ink: if ya don' like it brah, i can just all up n take it ba- Nightmare: you try to take this from me and you'll be picking up your teeth with broken fingers

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

I will sell you my vital organs for a scream post today

Billy: Hm, organs, you say?

Billy: No thanks, I have Stu if I want organs

Stu, on the kitchen table, cut open: Yup!

Stu *shaky thumbs up*

[shih-coulda-had-it]

teenage menaces

wc: ~850; context: set a few months into the last year of Aldera, Toshinori baits Bakugou into a fist-fight and they got in trouble with admin. this was mostly me testing out whether or not I could write Bakugou without stepping into the bashing zone. izuku pov.

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The three of them wait outside the classroom: Kacchan impatiently, Izuku anxiously, and Yagi cheerfully.

“Yagi-san, what if you get expelled?” Izuku hisses, weaving his fingers together to stop them from twitching.

“Then I’ll get homeschooled? Honestly, Midoriya-kun!” He laughs under his breath, grinning way too big for a boy who got in trouble for beating up the star pupil of Aldera. Kacchan—looks small, next to him. Small and furious, like he doesn’t know the right way to get Yagi to shut up and sit down. Izuku prays that Kacchan never finds out that Yagi is actually All Might. Something might really break.

“Shut the hell up,” Kacchan snarls. “I can’t hear what they’re saying.”

“Ah, if I know my old man…”

“I told you to shut up!”

“You don’t want to place a bet on it, Bakugou-shonen?”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING ‘YOUNG’?!”

The door swings open to reveal a pale-faced principal and a deeply unimpressed Gran Torino. The latter is out of uniform, but the clean-cut fashion of the button-up and slacks does an effective job at communicating Torino’s professionalism. He swipes the end of his cane at Yagi’s ankle, and Yagi yelps and jumps in surprise.

“Who are you calling ‘old man’?” Torino snaps.

“Sorry,” Yagi says unapologetically. “What’s gonna happen, jii-san?”

“You’re suspended for three days,” the old man announces, and because Yagi looks delighted at not having to attend school, meaning Kacchan looks furious at this apparent light sentence, the principal valiantly steps in.

“You’ll obviously have assignments over this period, to reflect on your actions. And Bakugou-kun must have an apology made to him.”

“I don’t want his stupid apology!” Kacchan spits.

“Fujita-san,” says Torino, “I believe I told you what was going to happen. I’ll get the parents’ permission. They might even be happy about seeing their son in action, if the boy wants to be a hero. Just get me two teachers.”

“Torino-san, this is a deeply improper way to handle the situation—!”

“The entire way you’re running your school is improper,” he drawls. “Don’t worry, it’s not an issue unique to your administration. I know what I’m doing, and I know my boy. He won’t be the one hitting below the belt.”

Izuku connects the dots faster than either Kacchan or Yagi. He blurts out, “Are you having them fight?”, and two blond heads whip around to stare (or glare) him down, then back at each other. Yagi’s grin widens. 

Torino says mildly, “In martial arts classes, they call it a spar. Clears the head, knowing the hierarchy… of who’s better.”

The principal’s distress is palpable. “It’s not legal,” he protests.

“I’d win,” Kacchan declares, bristling. Izuku bites his tongue to stop himself from trying to intervene. This is not a fair fight that Torino is setting up; however Quirkless Yagi is, he hasn’t lost the experience of his time as All Might, and with all the training that Torino’s put them through, his muscle memory and reflexes are sharp. Just because Torino is promising to get parental and teacher supervision—god, it’s a whole trap. Kacchan can’t beat Yagi unless Yagi overestimates him. It would take a legitimate miracle for Yagi to lose.

“I don’t know, jii-san,” Yagi says playfully. “Isn’t that a little mean to Bakugou-kun? He won’t be able to use his Quirk in the fight.” Unlike today, his smile says. 

“You need a Quirk to punch someone down?” Torino responds, and he rolls his eyes at Yagi’s tone. “That’s when you cross into villain territory. No. This is going to be good old-fashioned fisticuffs.”

Does Kacchan sense it? He must. He’s never been an idiot. The way his eyes dart down to Torino, assessing, attempting to reassess the old man’s threat level, to so casually propose arranging a fight between two fifteen year olds—Kacchan knows the shape of the trap, then. It just depends on whether he believes he can win.

And Kacchan, Izuku knows, believes in winning.

“Midoriya-kun,” the principal suddenly says, and Izuku flinches at the sheer hope in the man’s tone. “You’ve known Bakugou-kun for a long time. Did he start the fight?” 

The weight of all their eyes is overwhelming. His loyalty is being torn two ways, and he doesn’t know who to save. If he stops this fight, and denies Kacchan the chance to show off his skills and heart, Kacchan will hate him. If he stops this fight, and affirms that Yagi threw the first punch, then—All Might won’t hate him. The wry twist to Yagi’s smile is basically a blessing to disavow his fellow Quirkless classmate.

But Izuku doesn’t want to disappoint All Might, or even Gran Torino.

He trembles, breathes shakily, and says, “Kacchan would never miss a fight he couldn’t win,” and in the time his audience takes to process, Izuku quite deliberately sides with Yagi. Not hiding. Standing elbow to elbow, in solidarity.

Kacchan’s face twists. “Deku,” he hisses.

“Focus, boy,” Torino says, and his cane clacks against the linoleum flooring. “Your fight’s with Toshinori. That is, if your parents agree to supervise.”

“What if they’re too busy?” 

“We’ll find a time.”

[bloodyvenomboy]

From a random urge of energy where i was actually able to finish an actual comic. Amazing I know Anyway heres Eericks and his totally normal not controlling husband Dan who belongs to my bewoved @quiescentlunacy

[popfizzles]

🖋 Mugman is almost as good as a cook that Saltbaker is, but Cuphead can't cook for beans, if he were left unsupervised he would find a way how to burn cereal! It's the same situation with Mis Chalice but she's not as bad as Cuphead is, because she can cook...she just can't do it without a cookbook, baking is a whole nother story because she's a master at it.

I actually disagree!!

I always imagined that Cuphead is a better cook than Mugman, something about cooking being a nice outlet for Cuphead's self-expression and creativity.

Cuphead has always been the more artistic, more musical of the two, where Mugman has always been more analytical or mathematical.

And while baking is an exact science with very specific instructions (which Mugman has no issue with), cooking is more about what FEELS right. And Cuphead LOVES throwing whatever he can into a frying pan and seeing what he can make!!

As for Chalice, I think she's fine with cooking and making food for herself. <:) Baking sweets is a nice way to share some quality time with her friends too!

Though, Cuphead and Mugman always seem to hesitate taking cookies from her for some reason 🤔

[Send me 🖊 and a headcanon for one of my OCs and I'll tell you what I think!]

[certifiedwerewolf]

My eternal war with Pioneer Woman brand over the fact that their products are really cute but their branding gives off trad vibes that I can't reconcile enough to not give them a miss for the much more boring but trustworthy brands

[imperatoralicia]

In Fae Farm, I married the person I walked by almost every day on my way to the mines whose regular schedule consistently included blowing bubbles on the beach for several hours.

They've been an interesting spouse.

[mobiused]

Lol when tripleS gravity came out I wrote this big thinkpiece on how giving agency to fans (and pulling agency away from idols) would be a recipe for disaster from both a parasocial and economical POV and look where we are. Jaden pulling from the aesthetics of anti-capitalism, thinking he's woke or whatever for writing a song critiquing "feminist" hyperconsumption, while in the same breath putting the power into the hands of the consumers simultaneously ripping it from the hands of the workers. So that the consumer can control the lives of young women, and not let those women have a voice. And sure whatever ARTMS will get their cut (tiny fraction of a tiny fraction) and that's better than not seeing a dime, but I'm just so curious to see how far he can push the boundary of how much control fans have over idols which is already so much. He won't be able to stop himself from taking a step further, just watch

[sysig]

By the skin of your teeth (Patreon)

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

I almost got to sleep but then the cat suddenly desperately needed to be in the bedroom and won't me up with her racket at the door and I'm glad she's happy now she's in the room but c'mon man. I was almost asleep and now I need to come up with a whole new situation to out my blorbo in while I fall asleep

[asticassia]

IM SCREAMING so. my parents are interested in anime right. well today i find out that they tried to watch OSHI NO KO. and they had to bail out partway through the first episode because it was too weird for them. theyre like 60 years old 😭😭😭

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: August 1

“Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand

[duckduckngoose]

When I'm in the oversharing competition and my opponent is a YouTube commenter on a rain sounds for sleep video