#wheatcake

[starlos-soulmate]

Your self insert looks cool do they have Lore

Ooo Pancake? Why yes, yes she does!! And a lot, actually. I'll TRY to keep this relatively short.

Pancake is my self insert/persona and I use her for almost everything. It's all Pancake in different universes. And there's two backstory categories that they all fall under: Demigod and Poor Teen.

But before all that, Pancake is a hybrid between an alien called a Terrorvant, and a human.

They are MASSIVE, some reading a size that's five times larger than a blue whale. And Pancake can only reach ten feet. They also have shape and color shifting abilities, though some traits will still poke out. And they have acid blood. That they can shoot from their mouths. At high temperatures and velocities. They are VERY protective of their loved ones. They'll make friends and let others make friends, but if someone threatens them or a loved one, HEAVEN HELP THEM. Pancake had inherited this.

Let's start with: DEMIGOD!!

AUs this is a part of: Leave Death to the Professionals, I Scammed Death, and a couple others, I can't remember

Leave Death is the base universe where Pancake is from. All the lore bits and whatnot are from here. It's where Skittles is too. Pancake accidentally slipped and ended up killing herself, and through Death, found out she was a Demigod. And a necromancer. There's loss of morals, humanity, letting herself indulge in things she never could because there's no ultimate consequences. She is a nightmare, a menace, and be wary if you piss her off

I Scammed Death:

My self ship with Spamton. Pancake falls into the Cyber World and stays there indefinitely with her trash husband. How sweet :3

And now for the others: POOR TEENAGER. This one has no demigods or Skittles or anything else. Pancake and her friends like to ghost hunt, explore abandoned buildings, and try to summon ghosts. The summonings are typically uneventful, but they still have fun. Pancake, however, found an old book in a library about necromancy. Being silly, she took it to her friends and wanted to try the hardest spell. It wouldn't work, they felt, and there's no repercussions if they fail. Safe. Except she did the spell perfectly. And she's now a necromancer who can't die, can talk to the dead, and is having an existential crisis over it. A lot less dramatic than the Demigod category, but it fits into certain AUs better. Such as:

UNDEAD4UNDEAD: An AU where Pancake and Springtrap are together. (Ask me about this one cuz there's a LOT here). Pancake somehow can't leave the cursed Freddy Fazbear's franchise. It always comes back to haunt her. And she ends up getting a literal rotten boyfriend out of it

MSA/PANTHUR: This one is slightly different, on account she became a necromancer in her adult years. Her friends died in a caving accident, and she learned necromancy to bring them back. Unfortunately this never fully worked, as they moved on and she became a slasher. How she's a part of the Mystery Skulls is a mystery. But she's not knocking it. It also allows her to move on.

PORAL 2/OTCORE: Pancake was a scientist-turned-test subject. Because of her dad's genes, she had an advantage over the other subjects. And to compensate for this, the scientists cut off her spines, wings, antennae, and tails. And then put her on ice. And then GLaDOS killed everyone else. She takes place of Chell in this AU, and ends up with three boyfriends. She has no idea how. She lost her memory, has inexplicable phantom pains, and instincts she can't ever describe. Surgery scars are all over her body and she doesn't know why. It hurts. Existence hurts. And she doesn't know why.

STARCAKE: everyone knows this one. Pancake falls into the Underground and eventually marries a cowboy. Not much here!!!

And now for others cuz they're in completely different universes

CULT OF THE LAMB: Pancake is the Lamb. She had to disguise herself as a cat for years after her home was destroyed. She learned Glassblowing, was found out and killed, and became the next God of Death. Her horns are glass, warm to the touch, and unbreakable. Her husband, is indeed, Narinder!

RAIN WORLD/FRUITSLICE: Pancake, AKA Fury of Neglected Ghosts, aka Ghost, is the senior in her group. She had to leave with her sister eventually, and met No Significant Harassment, as well as the others. She's MASSIVE for an iterator. Strong too. She has killed Leviathans with her bare hands. She acts cold and distant. She just doesn't wanna be hurt.

HOMESTUCK: Yeah. Fuchsia blood hiding as. Not that. And she's a nightmare too.

Anyway that's it. There's a LOT more but I haven't developed enough for them. And I hit my image limit. Hope this is fun!!

[roughentumble]

Gonna transcribe the Spider-Man ps4 Aunt May's Wheatcakes recipe for anyone who's interested

Card Side 1--

May Parker's Famous Wheatcakes

mix together:

1 cup buckwheat flour

1 cup sifted whole wheat flour

2 tsps double-acting baking powder

1 tsp baking soda

1 tsp salt

In a separate bowl, mix 2 cups buttermilk and 2 tsps molasses, then set aside

add to the flour mix:

2 beaten egg yolks

1/4 cup melted butter

the buttermilk/molasses mixture

whip 2 egg whites until stiff (but not dry!) then fold them info the batter gently until blended. Don't overmix!

Card Side 2--

Cook on a greased hot griddle or frying pan, until small bubbles appear on top. Then turn pancakes over, and cook until bottom is lightly browned, serve hot with butter and maple syrup.

Peter's favorite!

[nickmarino]

I was talking to my wife earlier today about Aunt May's Wheatcakes and I realized that I had no clue what a wheatcake even was. So here's the official recipe from Untold Tales of Spider-Man '96.

[therealcoolfooddude]

(via Aunt May's Wheatcakes) Aunt May's Wheatcakes are a hearty, classic breakfast made from whole wheat, often served with syrup or fruit—a favourite for all ages. 

[maideardesiree]

☁️Wheat bestie !!💕💕💕

I would like to request art of the Lamb from COLT in your style OwO💕💕💕

Plz I have no doubt you will be able to capture the pure essence of all their cute & fluffy image in your art💕💕💕💕 UwU💐💐💐💐💐

ily Wheatcake have fun doodling !! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

Im doing doodle requests again for the next few hours!! :3

RB with your favorite character and ill do a little doodle of them being happy/silly ✨ Id love to hear a bit about them too if you would like to share! (Again nothing inappropriate please 🥺)

If you cant think of anything but want something I can draw you a little cat just lemme know!

Also if you'd rather stay anon you're welcome to send a request as an ask!

To start off here's a little twilight sparkle because I just think shes neat :3

[ask-spiderpool]

So like, this isn’t an ask but I can’t find it. You made a really cursed breakfast post once about pancakes with hot sauce, syrup, chocolate syrup, cheese whiz, mint chocolate chip ice cream, jalapeños, and strawberries. I’ve been determined to try it for forever and it won’t happen for another few months but my friend is a professional chef and he agreed to try to make a good version as a follow up to me making it as was intended once I get a place with a useable kitchen. My stomach will die but thank you for being part of me making this an actual plan in my life

[x]

I'm in awe of your bravery. Praying for your stomach lining. Please keep us posted. If I never hear from you again, I'm going to assume you died by wheatcake, and I'll devote an in-memorium to you.

[itswalky]

Shortpacked!: "Re: Wheatcakes"

[thatgayoctopus]

Thinking about how Otto canonically loves to cook.

Thinking about how he admits he likes Aunt May's wheatcakes.

Thinking about Otto learning how to make the wheatcakes and making them for Peter one day, perhaps leaving them out on the counter with a note that says they're for him and leaving before Peter can be like "awww" and get all sappy and say thank you.

[julysrainn]

RIIIING! RIIING!

There goes your alarm, you were working late last night. Jake was at home. Asleep when you returned. You remember going straight to bed, you didnt even bother changing.

You and Jake have been living together for 5 months now.

You cannot believe you're engaged to this, greenest flag of guy.

But last night, you were upset. Upset because he didn't wait for you. He ate and slept alone. Jake has always been a real good cook. He cooks often. He likes to call it cooking dates with you. You remember you cannot blame him, cause you told him to eat and sleep. When you returned, he was lying on the bed with an Agatha Christie novel in his hands. The guy has been learning English for you...

You took the book from his hands and set it aside on the bedside table and put the covers on him so he wouldnt feel cold.

"He looks like a snack while sleeping" you murmur to yourself.

You sit up, look beside you, Jake isnt there. He has a morning routine. He goes to run in the morning, lifts weights, takes baths.

If you're lucky you get to see him right after his shower, in nothing but his Towel.

"Sigh, he must have gone for his workout..."

Clunk Clunk Clunk

You hear that sound as you freshen up. Its coming from the kitchen.

You grab the lamp on the bedside table, just as a protection weapon against the intruder.

Peeking from the kitchen door, you see the beautifully carved back of Jake, its got those sexy tattooes.

Jake's making his protien shake.

Somehow he senses you behind him.

"Huh? You you're awake? Hey, whats that in your hands?"

He asks.

You blush, "No- nothing" you hide the lamp behind your back.

"Aahahaha!" He laughs as he steps towards you.

He's wearing an apron in the front saying "Korea's Wheatcake" the one that you gifted him.

He grabs your face, pins you on the wall and kisses you.

Your heart beats hundred miles an hour, your body gets warm.

Damn it! You think to yourself, again he blew me off the ground.

"You're gonna need more than a lamp to bring me down."

"Uh huh" you reply looking at his soft baby face.

"Eat up, I cooked for you, your favourite pancakes." He says.

"It must've been a long night yesterday. Lemme spoil you a bit."

That disappointment you were having last night melts away into warm comfort...

You realise how lucky you're.

[starlos-soulmate]

Pancake and Starlo: Heartbroken and Seeking Love

Pancake and Spamton: Divine yet Damned

Pancake and Arthur: Haunted and Hunted

Pancake and Wheatley: Trapped and Vengeful

Pancake and Springtrap: Tired and Haunted

[ordinaryschmuck]

During Marvel's Secret Empire....

Black Widow: There's no way to "save" Cap.

Hawkeye: You can't mean that.

Iron Man: Hawkeye, we CHECKED. He's not a clown, not a doppelganger, not brainwashed. We're SURE.

Spider-Man: Oh, you mean like you were SURE nothing was wrong with me when Doc Ock took over my body after all the tests you did?

Iron Man:...Are you STILL pissed about that?

Spider-Man: It was less than a year ago Tony, so YES. I am. He nearly banged my kinda girlfriend, lost me my job and ate my aunt May's wheatcakes and Literally, not ONE of you figured anything out.

Iron Man: How were we supposed to guess it wasn't just you acting weird?

Spider-Man; He had an army of minions and giant spider robots following him around! And his own freaking Sinister Six!

Iron Man: Okay, okay. I get it. When this is all over, we'll...throw you a "sorry we didn't realize you were brain swapped with a supervillain party".

Spider-Man: There better be a cake....and presents....and balloons.

Hawkeye: Want us to throw in a clown while we're at it.

Spider-Man: NO. No clowns. That'll just invite the Circus of Crime to crash the party and I'll have to deal with THAT whole fiasco.

[spiderfelix03]

Peter Parker: The Spider-Man

Spider-Man, but if it was written by an actual teenager! Fic written by: SpiderFelix03

Prologue:

I remember the sights and smells of home. The way the carpet would get in every nook and cranny of my feet. The way some of the upstairs floorboards would creak loudly in the dead of night and how I'd just avoid them like second nature. I remember how the old wallpaper peeled slightly in the corners in the living room. How the attic always smelled like musty old socks and body odor. I remember the smell of the freshly cut grass during summer, how dad used to take great pride in our lawn, and how mom and I made lemonade together to cool off during the sweltering hot days. And I remember how we cooked marshmallows over the fireplace during winter, and how the scent of sweet, sticky, burning Jet-Puffed marshmallows mixed with the wood tended to linger in the air.

And of course, I remember how it all ended. It didn't end with a bang, it wasn't dramatic, it wasn't dragged out.

It was just a simple goodbye.

CHAPTER ONE: my amazing fantasy

I wake up. My alarm blares in my ears as I sit up and put on my glasses. The smell of aunt May's wheatcakes wafts in from downstairs. Hi. My name is Peter Parker. I'm 15, and I live at 20 Ingram Street in the suburbs of Queens. Forest Hills is just the right neighborhood for your standard nuclear family. We, unfortunately, are not.

"Morning, May." I say, walking down the steps as usual.

"Good morning, Peter." She stops prepping the wheatcakes as she notices how exhausted I look. "Oh, Peter, you must stop studying so late at night! It's awful for your health." She exclaims.

"Ah, sorry, it's just... I've got a unit test. Can't miss it." I lie through my teeth. I was actually doing someone else's homework for my physics class.

"Well, even still, a boy needs his rest, and a growing boy such as yourself most certainly needs rest." She replies.

"Aw, let him have it," a gruff voice starts. "He's gonna pull all nighters eventually." I turn, and see my uncle Ben standing by the doorframe. Now, Ben is most certainly a character. He's a wise-cracking old fella who knows what he's doing most of the time.

"Hiya, Ben. I thought you left for work already." I inquire, grabbing him and hugging him.

"Nah. Your old man's driving you to school today." He answers.

"Oh, you don't gotta, seriously." I start.

"Aw, it's nothing, kiddo. Besides, I gotta pick up something, and it'll be right on my way, so I'm dropping you off."

As we all sit to eat out breakfast, May keeps bringing over more and more food to me.

"Careful, May! Don't fatten him up too much, I can hardly out wrestle him now!" Ben chuckles.

I chuckle lightly. It's odd how the chemistry between them works. Some uptight lady who fell in love with a jokester? That kinda thing only happens in the movies, but here I am, witnessing it first hand.

Ben drops me off at Midtown High, and I swiftly make my way to my locker. You know what? Today's the day. I'm done mooking about. Maybe love is in the cards for guys like Ben and I.

"You? Puny Parker? Asking for my number? Are you nuts? I'm not just some random girl, ok?" Welp, I tried. See, I've had a crush on this girl named Liz Allan since Middle School. And she just flat out rejected me like that. 'The worst she could say is no' my ass. Whatever. Suddenly, I feel a hard shove from behind, and I slam to the floor. My glasses slam into the linoleum and crack a little.

"Look at Puny Parker, asking out Liz Allan! You think you're hot shit, Parker? Do you?" Flash Thompson spits out. His friends all laugh, mocking my failure. As I get up, I feel a lukewarm liquid drip from my nose, and a singular red drop splatters on the floor.

"I'm sorry." I mutter.

There goes my amazing fantasy.

[maideardesiree]

🌸Wheat !! Thank you sm for drawing Mia Amor🩵 you are my fav artist to commission✨UwU💕

Commission for @maideardesiree 's OC!!! I'm in love with her design 😭❤️✨

[theweirdhybrid]

I love not giving out personal information on the internet where everyone can see!!! Majority of things I say in tags are bullshit!! I have lied to you and I will lie again because guess what! I do not know you! And also it’s funny, I love making things up it’s so fun you all should try it sometime. For example, when was I born? July 7th, 1987. What’s my mother’s name? Jane. What’s MY legal name? Benjamin Gonzalez. What’s my favorite food? Wheatcakes. Favorite color? Aquamarine. Favorite movie? Velocipastor. My favorite shirt? The one that says “I’m older than the internet.” Is any of what I said true? Hell if you know! That’s for me to know and you to wonder about for the next five minutes. Like sorry to burst anyone’s bubble but I do Not know who could be reading my posts or going through my blog at any given opportunity. Likes yes I have my genuine moments but anything that looks like personal info is more than likely a lie

[eito-rewind]

hey eito...! I know you probably wouldn't like anything prepared by one of us, but I'm curious. what's your drink of choice? maybe a favorite snack too?

Hmm... Drinks and snacks, hm...?

[He thinks on it for a moment.]

Well... I do enjoy fresh fruit juice after exercising. I'm primarily drinking water, of course, but I just feel much better and more energized when I have some along with it after a good workout~.

As for snacks... Hmm...

Well, I know I already confessed to a weakness for hard candies, but... I'm also quite fond of those milk breads and wheatcakes, if we're talking about something that's an occasional treat. They're typically prepackaged, so I don't have to worry about them being tampered with. And their texture is so nice and fluffy, without being too sweet...

[His stomach makes a noise.]

[He looks quite embarrassed.]

Ahah... Well. Looks like the conversation may have exacerbated the hunger I was already experiencing...

[frunbuns]

Wheatcakes

"What are you making?”

“Thought I’d try one of May’s recipes. I don't know, I just…” Peter shrugs lamely, like he doesn’t know what to say about it. “I don’t know.”

“Well, It smells really good,” she tells him, warmth spreading in her chest when he throws her a grateful smile.

It does smell good, and it makes her heart ache.

Sometimes MJ misses May so much she can feel the May-shaped hole in her soul. She imagines it must be at least ten times worse for Peter.

[Or, Peter tries making May's wheatcakes, but disappointment and grief catches up to him unexpectedly.]

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