#Elementary Lunch

[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

A feast of which I'm truly not worthy

[claudia-kishi]

What do you want? Why… the pleasure of your company, of course.

[plaid-maniac]

Do you ever think about how there totally could have been an old classmate of Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth in the audience during like turnabout sister or turnabout samurai. Do you think they would realize? Like “hey, were those the guys in my class in like fourth grade? I kinda remember them. Wonder if they remember each other. But it was so long ago, I doubt they would even care.” Meanwhile Edgeworth and Phoenix are undergoing the most insane mental battles where both of them are going “I recognize my best friend across the courtroom and I desperately want to be close with them again.” And “god he is so god damn annoying I wish he would die already.”

[tithsokphanny31]

My kindergarten lunch box from 1995?

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Lunchtime in an elementary school, ca. 1920. Looks pretty grim.

Photo: Granger/Fine Art America

[intothestacks]

Adventures in Librarian-ing

Me, during lunch supervision: What are you guys up to [in that huddle]?

Grade 5: Yapping.

Other Grade 5: 'Cause our teacher doesn't let us yap during class time.

Me: ...Fair enough.

[m1dnitefloat]

da collection

[nevertheless-moving]

My Hero Academia Time Travel Swap Fic

Post Canon Yagi and Top Hero Deku abruptly swap in place and time with Pre Canon young Izuku and All-Might (Even after the war and cleanup and government overthrow quieted down, quirks never really stopped getting unreasonably, inconveniently powerful).

Yagi Toshinori laughed, full bodied, uproarious, and far too hard; Izuku had a clean red square of cloth in hand even before weathered fingers could finish reaching for the cafe’s flimsier napkins. The cloth changed hands smoothly, alongside a well worn set of sheepish grins. 

With only a brief pause for a searching look, the young man continued on with his story; Yagi smiled and wiped the blood away, letting the wide hand-motions and emphatic expressions wash over him. Try though they both did, it was rare enough that they could steal enough time for lunch together.

Already Yagi’s gaze caught on a young woman approaching nervously - he glanced away, no malice detected - perhaps an autograph seeker  (though more likely someone seeking help, which could only mean the end to a pleasant lunch and another amusing anecdote of young Shoto’s unfortunate tendency to find himself facing the worst quirk match ups). Something drew his eyes back to the girl. 

Old instincts or old paranoia? Izuku followed his eyes, but turned without much haste, clearly Danger Sense wasn’t activating so it was probably—

— A bright flash of light and a twisting sensation — ...probably fine. Well. He wasn’t coughing up blood, so that’s good. He’s staring at a vaguely familiar villain who looked just as surprised to see him. Maybe more so. Deku was nowhere in sight.

Yagi straightened, barely wobbling.

(‘I’m standing up, cafe’s gone—no I’m on a different street—differentcity—teleportation? mental trap? Vivid for a hallucination but depending on the quirk I might not notice errors...fellow with horns in front of me is clearly dangerous..but too confused to do anything for the next few seconds...My, he looks more out of sorts than I am...’)

“The fuck?” the unnamed villain breathed out, stopped in place (‘hm not frozen or paralyzed - just a non-quirked state of bewilderment’—better figure this out sooner rather than later’). The vaguely rhino-like figure was standing far too long in an exaggerated fighting stance; “You — I didn’t — what —”

(‘Didn’t I fight a rhino-themed villain who looked like him, hm, a few decades ago? Son getting revenge? But the plan went awry somehow — Great Lakes his outfit’s a pre-civil war throwback isn’t it — wait, what am *I* wearing — my clothes haven’t sagged this badly since—no, not just clothing this is—’)

“All Might?” the man asked, incredulous.

“You’re...asking if I’m All Might,” replied possibly the most recognizable old man on the planet, speaking slowly, eyes clocking ((too slow, far too slow)the slack jawed news crew behind an overturned car, the murmuring passersby slowly turning into an audience, in a careless way they hadn’t since before—’)

“I mean—he was—you are standing where he was standing, and wearing his costume,” the Rhino replied, defensively puffing out his chest ‘(The Rhino, that was his name—looks like he’s getting over the shock, shit’}. 

“And you do sort of look like him, if he suddenly had all his blood and muscles pulled out of his body and his hair gel removed and — are you like his dad? Or did you get hit by a quirk or something?” 

The tone was gradually growing arrogant; out of the corner of his eye, Yagi spotted a look in the Reporter’s eyes, a look he associate almost solely with reporters — fear slowly being edged out by unholy glee at a big, destructive, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The crowds’ whispering picked up. The Rhino straightened all the way into a proper loom, a sneer crumpling thick skin.

All Might smiled back.

The sneer flickered, clearly unnerved. Even Izuku, his dear boy, had to admit - his smile was a bit unnerving, if you weren’t used to it. Especially when he made a point to show the All Might Classic Full Mouth Of Teeth out of his unarguably (well, Izuku did argue that one, and so do quite a few others—) skull prominent face.

All Might raised a finger and ever so carefully stood tall, vertebrae cracking loudly in the sudden hush. At 7 foot,3 inches, he tended to rival all but the largest of mutation quirks, and the Rhino paused on the backfoot, uncertain. Yagi’s muscles already strained, ruefully missing his walking stick.

“Hold that thought, I’ll answer in just a moment”

Making a snap decision — ‘either this is in my head, in which case I need time to figure out the parameters to escape, or its not, and i need back-up quickly to not get flattened by a C-rank villian’

He turned, still smiling widely, to the reporter, who’s eyes went wide at the attention.

“Excuse me,” Yagi called out, voice echoing over the rubble of a battleground just barely broken-in.

“Hello over there—” He let the grin soften for the camera, (it has to be live, if this isn’t live wer’e all dead). It was still probably...a lot, for this time-period un-acclimated to more banged-up heroes, but a few fewer teeth were showing now at least.

“—I think I may have been hit by a quirk; would you mind telling me what year it is?”

[thecittiverse]

Girl with Glasses - Frinktober 2024 - Day 8

"..."

Frinktober 2024 Day 8: Background Character

The unnamed icon herself; Girl with Glasses from Bart's class. Eating lunch some time after "Bart's Comet."

See the whole Frinktober 2024 prompt list here.

[booger-diaperlips]

Guess what I'm makingggg~

It's inspired by Island of the Slaughter and Jerome Slaughter Elementary and those AUs r both on TikTok

This is gonna be a very gory AU and lots of disturbing stuff-

And btw, when i post some videos about it or anything, u can make fanart of it, make videos about it, or anything! You will already have my permission to do so

[murcielagatito]

genderfluid janine teagues agenda

[kinglet1963]

OKAY HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT-

(potentially NSFW) prompts:

Work Wives X LUNCH by Billie Eilish

1. Barb and Melissa are in the car and LUNCH comes on....both get quiet and the tension rises...

2. Barb catches Mel singing the song...

3. The song comes on the radio (probably in the car where they can't get away from each other) and one can't stop staring at the other while the song plays...

4. They're at one of their houses for dinner, and the song comes on and Mel starts drunkenly and/or seductively dancing in the living room while Barb watches...

5. Melissa dances for Barb to LUNCH

6. They decide to listen to Billie's new album because they both liked the last two and immediately get uncomfortable BC they feel called out

[misundazstoodwarrior]

Is it just me or did the subplot with Gregory bother anyone else? I feel like he has a right to have privacy during his free time. I don't like that they guilted him for saying he was there to teach first graders. That's literally his job.

[fearsomeandwretched]

We shouldn't even be charging public school students for lunch to be fucking honest

[tithsokphanny31]

Kidcore backpack aesthetic?

[platonicallylovesick]

FUCK I miss Quotev