#Justice for pancake pancakes

[daisyjay887]

I’m rewatching all the most recent vids starting from pizza mukbang 2 I’m on the sims makeover /apology video and can I just say justice for pancake pancakes????

like this fucking cat has faced so much neglect over the years

like as a kitten she sat outside for DAYS because she was too small to climb the pancakes stairs. They just abandon her at museums and go “oh it’s okay she can figure it out” like I’m not a sims expert but I think it’s safe to say that it’s a fucking miracle this cat has survived cause the nine lives are running extra short rn

What prompted this post was that they just left her to run around in the city???At least she is ok now but JESUS CHRIST TAKE CARE OF YOUR VIRTUAL CAT. PLEASE

[olailamajnoon]

Bruce and Zatanna were making pancakes in the early morning. The sun was shining through the windows of the cabin in the woods. It was an idyllic day, not to be spoiled by anything.

But everything good was meant to go bad, Zatanna reflected, as Bruce studied her pancake-making technique closely. 

“That’s your OCD talking, not you,” Zatanna said, when Bruce objected that she had poured out half the batter into one pancake. The man was seeming closer to an aneurysm than she had ever seen him. 

“That’s…not the way,” Bruce choked, when Zatanna poured out the rest of the batter wholesale into the second pan. “You’re supposed to spread the damn….oh for the love of Christ.” He turned off the gas. “We’re not making cake, Zatanna. That batter could have made twenty pancakes. Twenty!” A vein was standing out of Bruce’s temple, pulsing. Zatanna looked at it interestedly. 

“I am so happy you’re not a Robin,” Bruce finished scathingly. “Or I would be dead of a stress headache by now.”

Zatanna swallowed, tears coming to her eyes. “Bruce, it is not an accident, or a freak of design, what I did,” she said, pointing to the obese pancake sitting in the pan. “God made this pancake. Through me.”

Bruce glared silently at Zatanna’s Frankenstein’s monster of a pancake, as if its very existence was a challenge to him. “Then eat it. Eat the divine pancake.” He emptied it into a plate and shoved it into Zatanna’s face. “Eat it!”

“Are you…quite okay?” Zatanna asked, concerned at last. Bruce was massaging his temples with his fingers, making circles. 

“No,” he said quietly. “And  I don’t think I will ever be. You’ve driven me to the edge of sanity. First the invisible spirit car, and now—” He grabbed Zatanna by her pigtails, just hard enough to make her yelp, and swung her around. “Listen to me,” he hissed, holding up a finger. “You are an abomination. An abomination.”

“I know,” she said cheekily. She stared at the aspirational pancake like it might reveal the secrets of the universe. Then, with the solemnity of a high priestess, she took a bite.

“Oh God, that’s bad,” she choked, fanning her mouth. “It’s so, so bad.”

She looked up at Bruce in silent appeal, offering him the plate.

“Good,” said Bruce, and he pushed the plate at her. “Now finish the rest.” A dark undertone had crept into his voice. He crossed his arms and smiled. It was a sinister, nefarious, hideous, malevolent smile, and it suited Bruce perfectly.

"No," Zatanna whispered, horrified at the change in Bruce's demeanour. "No. It's finally happened." She moved backwards. "You've cracked. I knew this day would come, I just didn’t think it would be today." She looked down, as if forgetting what she was holding. "And...over pancakes?"

"The universe," said Bruce, "is going to be my playground." He was still wearing that strange smile. It was like watching the face of a Darth. He didn't cackle evilly. He didn't need to.

Zatanna shovelled more pancake into her mouth. "Oh fuck this sucks," she said, referring more to the food than to Evil Bruce, although that sucked too.

She was already rearranging in her head how she would explain this entire situation to Clark. "Yes, Bruce had a mental breakdown. Yes, it was because of pancakes. No it was not because of me. What are you implying?"

She sighed, and offered Evil Bruce some pancake. He narrowed his eyes at her. "Suck my dick."

"Okay, but only after this." She frowned at him. "How is it that becoming evil has somehow made you hotter?"

"That sounds like a you problem."

[ricelacethrust]

take the dan and phil out of the but u cant take the dan and phil out of them and i stand by that

(dan's stories, nov17 & 3rd 2024)

[ciccerone]

[aestheticsoftheinternet]

Justice Moodboard

[jeffsparasite]

I JUST REALISED

Basically when you're doing crunches and you have your arms crossed on your chest...YOU'RE DOING A SATURN HUG

I think it's so adorable ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

It's just one of those shower thoughts but I'm deeply in love with this fact

Imagine Jeff/Kimhan hugging you when you're doing cruches lol

Good supporters right

[voicesagainstliars]

Goro.

Aww Akechi. You look sad. If it makes you better. I have pancakes at IHop. Want some?

Goro: I don't get it. What do pancakes have to do with anything?

[poorly-drawn-ace-attorney]

today: lawyerly pancake art!

[muninnhuginn]

One of my wishes in life is to one day take some of my online friends around the local christmas markets

[queen-rainy-love]

Hi hope im not bothering you!!

Can you do a scenario of Gumball stealing Mint Choco’s violin? And Cherry says that he’s taking this “rivalry” too far (hc of mine lmao). He says its fine, and that its better than exploding his stage. Pancake agrees with Cherry and tells him that Avocado will get mad at him, and says he has seen Mint Choco being stressed out too much if he doesn’t have his violin. Gumball thinks about it, but shrugs it off and tells them he think MC can do fine without his “precious little violin.”

Annnd…then we see Mint Choco having an entire meltdown about his missing violin. He’s hitting his head with his hands and walking around in circles with his eyes closed, not responding to his friends (going nonverbal). Vampire, Herb, and Sparkling are trying to calm him down. Herb holds Mint’s hands and reassures him that Rye, CC, and Almond are finding his violin. Mint Choco cries and shakes his head trying to tell him “No they’re never gonna find my violin” but Vampire tells them they will. Sparkling also says that whoever took it will face the consequences.

Almond and Rye eventually finds Gumball with the violin. Clotted Cream demands Gumball to come with them. They all go to MC and Gumball sees Mint Choco’s hair disorganized, tear stains, and he looks a bit sweaty. Almond pushes Gumball gently towards MC, and Rye tells him what he wants to say to MC. He tells him sorry for messing with him and for stealing his violin, and gives him it back. Mint Choco stares at him but simply “Hmph!” And stomps away from him, of course harshly getting his violin back.

Vampire tells Gumball he’ll probably accept his apology but also says this: “You really should’ve done that, he’s autistic and he gets extremely overwhelmed.” Gumball asked him what does autistic mean. Everyone just sighs in disappointment, and CC and Herb explain it to him. Gumball says: “Oh…I really messed up, didn’t I?” Sparkling tells him that he did but says maybe this will teach you not to mess with anyone else. Almond also punishes him by making do community service for a week.

(fun fact: this happened to me in 3rd grade before I got diagnosed with autism 💀👍. Sorry for projecting my experience. Sorry for also bothering you—)

(Also this is a 1/2. Part 2 soon.)

Hello! This doesn't bother me! I don't mind writing this. Also, this will be the first time I've written a character with autism, so please let me know if I did anything wrong.

Let's go!

*The scene is set in the Parfait District of the Cookie Kingdom. We follow Gumball, Cherry, and Pancake sneaking around Sparkling's outdoor bar. Sitting right on the bar was a green violin case.*

Cherry: *concern* Are you sure this is a good idea? Don't you think this rivalry thing is going too far? Won't we get in trouble?

Gumball: Don't worry, cuz. It'll be fine. And besides, this is better than exploding his stage with paint. I'm not dealing with Aunt Avocado again.

Pancake: I agree with big sister Cherry. Mom will get mad at you if you do this. Plus...I've seen Mint Choco stressed out whenever he's away from his violin. I don't think you should do this prank.

*Gumball thought about his prank a bit more. But he brushes it off and grabs the violin case. He then runs off, with Cherry and Pancake running after him.*

Gumball: (I'm sure Mint Choco will be fine without his precious little violin.)

*Three minutes later, the scene changes to Mint Choco having a meltdown. He hits his head with his hands while walking in circles and his eyes closed to keep tears from falling. Vampire, Herb, and Sparkling tried to calm him down, trying to get a response from him, only to find out that Mint Choco has gone nonverbal.*

Herb: Mint Choco. *gently grabs Mint Choco's hands* Everything is going to be okay. Rye, Clotted Cream, and Almond are looking for whoever took your violin. Let's sit down and-

Mint Choco: N-no! *starts shaking his head* No! They're not gonna find it! Never gonna find it!

Vampire: Hey...it's okay. They will find it. They're the best searchers in the kingdom.

Sparkling: And those thieves will face consequences once they're caught. I'm sure of it.

Herb: Let's get you to sit down and we can get you something to drink. Would that be okay? *Mint Choco nods* Alright.

Sparkling: I'll get you some grape soda to drink.

*Meanwhile, Almond, Rye, and Clotted Cream were still searching for Mint Choco's violin. They looked around to find the green violin case.*

Clotted Cream: Where could it be?

Almond: It should be around here...*notices Gumball holding something familiar.* Hey Rye...

Rye: I see him. Oi! Boy! *Gumball flinches and turns his head around* Whatcha got there?

Gumball: N-nothing!

Almond: Really? Because I don't remember your cannon being that small and green.

Gumball: Um...

Clotted Cream: Save it. We already know. Go give Mint Choco his violin back. Now.

Gumball: And if I don't?

Clotted Cream: We'll tell Avocado about this prank.

Gumball:...Fine...

*The group walked all the way back to Sparkling's outdoor bar. Occupying there was Mint Choco, Vampire, Herb, and Sparkling, three of each were keeping an eye on Mint Choco and making sure he was alright. Gumball was shocked by what he saw. Mint Choco looked nothing like he usually looks like: his hair was disorganized, his face had tear stains running down his face, and sweat was dripping off his face.*

Almond: Go on. *gently nudges Gumball toward Mint Choco*

Rye: You better tell him you're sorry for all that you did.

*Gumball walked up to the older Cookie. He took a deep breath before speaking up.*

Gumball: Um...Mint Choco? *Mint Choco looks up and his eyes widen as Gumball hands over his violin case* I...I'm sorry for taking your violin. I was just pulling a prank. I didn't think it would go this far. I'm sorry.

*Mint Choco looks at his violin case, then at Gumball. Before Gumball could say anything else, Mint Choco harshly yanks the violin case away from Gumball.*

Mint Choco: Hmph! *stomps away*

*As everyone watches Mint Choco stomps away, Vampire flicks Gumball's forehead.*

Gumball: Ow!! I apologized! But he didn't accepted it!

Vampire: Oh don't get him wrong. He'll probably accept your apology but you really shouldn't have done that.

Gumball: How was I suppose to know that he'll react to like that?!

Vampire: Well, he's autistic! He gets extremely overwhelmed!

Gumball: ...What? Autistic? What is that?

*Everyone sighs, leaving Gumball feeling a bit dumb.*

Herb: You are a child...but you should still know about this. You see...Autism, and I'm simplifying this a lot, is where a Cookie has difficulty in social and communication skills.

Clotted Cream: Now, not every Cookie has the same symptoms for autism but there are some similarities that do contribute. Like a delay of spoken language, a.k.a. going nonverbal or being sensitive to loud sounds.

Herb: And Mint Choco will have his anxiety heightened if he gets triggered.

Gumball: Oh...I really messed up, didn't I?

Sparkling: You did, but hopefully, this will teach you to not cross a line with other Cookies. Pranks are only funny when everyone finds it funny, not just you.

Almond: That's a good lesson and I think you should also have a punishment to really let the lesson sink in. Community service for a week.

Gumball: ...That's fair.

[dragonsong17]

We opened a handful of the Tales of Arise Union Arena packs and managed to hit a really nice foil SR of Shionne!!! It's fun getting to see scenes (and food) from the game again :)

[horridlittlesewergirl]

Recently I went to IHOP and they had these cinnamon pancakes that were absolutely delicious.

Did somebody say more ace attorney text posts?

(link to the front facing Apollo sprite)

[justgotpunched]

I was watching a serial killer iceberg on yt (I found it at 2am it was done with respect to the victims and not like,, yknow hi murderbabes)

But anyway I think we need to talk about how we think and talk about killers and like pwople who commit horrible crimes in the context of the justice system.

We mostly see people who do bad stuff get convicted, thays what gets media coverage. And it is very easy to get caught up in the thinking that the courts are failing and like, yes often the justice systems of our countries fail us a lot (im not gonna go into biases, im white im from a central european country where the majority is white I dont have enough experience or knowledhe to talk abt systemic biases) but the anti justoce system sentiments are visible. Ive seen and heard multiple people advocating for capital punishment or wishing ceiminals got harsher sentences, especially in cases where in said country/place such a sentence is not available (for example, max sentence is lets say 50 years and people wish someone had idk life) as much as its natural to want to see guilty amd bad pwople get punished, theyre still pwople. Many of them did horrible unimaginable ateocities but theyre still people.

Also, we forget that these barriers, the courts just not immediately sentencing someone, the process taking time or someone having their charges dropped because there is "reasonable doubt"are there to PROTECT people. Like I said, we mostly hear about courts in context of atrocious crimes but many if not most people brought to court are innocent, at least of what they have charged against them. There are many instances even in those true crime covered crimes when the police has multiple suspects, or suspects the wrong person. And now we have to ask ourselves, do we want to live in a world where the law DOESNT need to be assured beyond a reasonable doubt that someone is guilty to give them a life. A lot of people rotted in prisons for crimes they disnt commit a lot of people died (which is why I think captial punishment needs to go, also please reasearch how "humane" the methods of capital punishment are, spoilers: theyre not). Which is why I think we need to stop demonising courts, and blaming them entirely for someone getting away. Because courts are not here only to put "bad" people away, they have to find whether this particular individual committed those particular crimes basing on proof and evidence.

Those "failures" where a "horrible human being" is set free have saved many others from unfair imprisonment, we just dont hear about those. So please, think before you say that courts should sentence people more easily, because they really, really shouldnt.

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

Actually, I think this does link in with a wider conversation that I have been thinking for a while Tumblr maybe needs to hear.

There's a common meme on this site now that no one here has any reading comprehension skills. The best one is, of course, the original "No offense but reading comprehension on this site is piss poor/How dare you say we piss on the poor" post, which gave rise to the nickname "pissing-on-the-poor website". There's also the "I like pancakes/How dare you say waffles are terrible" one. Both of these are great, because they're silly jokey ways to show two closely related phenomena that are probably the commonest ways to fail a reading comprehension check.

The first is someone reading certain catchphrases or buzzwords in the post, and based on their own biases or prior experiences or whatever else, their brain simply fills in what it reckons the poster is saying on the topic. Instead of reading the rest of the sentence and digesting it, the reader then just uses their assumption as the interpretation, and reacts to that.

The second is closely related, because it also uses biases and prior experiences to to interpret the post, but rather than ignoring what the OP is actually saying, it instead performs a series of gymnastic leaps to construct a whole new assertion on the OP's behalf that simply isn't there.

There's also a third, of course; that one is people being so eager to feel smug and superior over someone they perceive as Bad that they wilfully assume the OP is stupid or being serious when they're actually joking. And if the reader hadn't been so blinded by their desire to get to look down on someone, they'd have seen the very obvious tells, sometimes even including sentences like "Obviously this is a joke." (I think we have all seen examples of these. Also, in a bid to avoid as many reading comprehension fails here as possible, this does not include misunderstandings borne entirely of neurodiverse struggles to parse intentions; but, neurodiverse people are just as likely as neurotypicals to have ego play a part in their misinterpretation of others, and that is what this point is about.)

And the thing is... actually, we are all capable of any of these. I imagine a sizable chunk of people reading until this point were probably thinking "Lol, yeah, people are so stupid," but na, nage, I'm not having that. Literally everyone does these sometimes. And it becomes a particular risk when the topic under discussion is something that might brush against an issue that is a pressure point for you, like a social justice talking point that you are forever having to argue with internet strangers about, for example. Your brain holds schemas! And sometimes it likes to pattern match things before it deigns to tell you about its findings! And that can hit you right in the emotions, which if they are strong enough, really can shut down all rational thought.

But. This brings me to the real point of the post.

Because the thing is, we have all saddled up and gone to war under these conditions, or at the very least been strongly tempted to. And a vital skill that literally everyone has to learn, sooner or later, is:

Before you hit 'reply', double check the post to make sure you fucking understood it.

And that does not mean "simply re-read, confirm your bias, carry on." It means, "Is it possible to read this post from the point of view of someone who doesn't intend it the way I've taken it? If I put myself in the shoes of an innocent, could they still have written these words? Is there another interpretation for these phrases?"

And you do have to do this step. You simply do have to. Because if your desire is to 'clap back' and call someone a gargling knobskin made of garbage, fuck me sideways but you must see that it is imperative that you check if they actually deserve that kind of treatment first. You cannot spend your time claiming that we must all choose to be kind and then not bother doing your due diligence before screaming a person's various and assorted bigotries at them. If you misread it, and they were innocent - you are the raging aggressive cunt in this situation.

It does not matter that you reacted from an emotional place of normally having to defend yourself either, by the way. Sure, that makes the quality of your human soul better than that of the average Redditor who just enjoys anonymously hurting people, I guess? But it's also irrelevant. If you messaged someone and called them a misogynist because you performed several mental somersaults and landed on your own sore spot when they meant no such thing, you are the attacker. You owe them an apology. And yeah, sure, you can explain your over-reaction as the product of your normal experiences if you like, but that is only an explanation, not an excuse. You are still the asshole here. You still need to apologise and mean it.

And you could have avoided it if you'd done that due diligence, as you should have. If you're going to take a swing, make sure it's the right target. This was once described to me as donkey people - they don't think, they just kick. This is admittedly a little unkind to donkeys, who always do their due diligence, but I feel it's an apt metaphor.

TL;DR: If you feel moved to angrily reply to something, first make sure you've interpreted it right. Don't be a donkey person. And if you ask for clarification, people are innocent until proven guilty. Ask nicely. If they are a bigot, you can then smelt them for parts.

[dollishmehrayan]

# “MRS. WAYNE I THINK THIS IS FOR YOU!” ── .✦ ( bruce wayne wife headcannons )

a/n: this was request by a anon (here) so yeah but anyways I Lowkey used to be OBSESSED with like batmom stories but like I genuinely then lost all care for liking anything bruce wayne but this might just like help me (jason todd girly converts into a batmom Stan😭) tags: (bruce wayne x fem!reader)

CHAOTIC HEADCANNONS ── .✦

“No, Bruce. That’s Not a Normal Thing to Do.”

You frequently have to remind him that billionaire habits don’t translate to normal life.

Bruce: “I thought I’d buy out the café you like so you wouldn’t have to wait in line.”

You: “Bruce, we’re just getting lattes. Calm down.”

The expensive car Dilemma: He’s tried picking you up in one of his expensive cars once, and you’ve never let him live it down.

“Bruce, we’re not running a car dealership we’re going to Target.”

Tech Mishaps: Bruce likes to show off his gadgets, but they always malfunction around you. Once, the Batcomputer locked him out because you accidentally spilled coffee near it. You took a picture of his shocked face and made it your phone wallpaper for weeks.

The Disastrous Cooking Attempts: Bruce insists he can cook. The truth? Alfred banned him from the kitchen after he tried to “surprise” you with pancakes and set the stovetop on fire.

“I’m Batman, but I can’t handle pancake batter.”

OVERPROTECTIVE HUSBAND™ ── .✦

He’ll interrogate any new friends you bring around like they’re suspects in a heist.

Bruce, shaking someone’s hand firmly: “And what do you do for a living?”

You, glaring: “Bruce, they’re not applying to join the Justice League.”

GOSSIP FINAL BOSS ── .✦

He pretends not to care about gossip, but he secretly listens to you rant about gala drama. Sometimes, he’ll even chime in with hilariously accurate observations.

You: “That woman was glaring at me all night.”

Bruce: “Because she kept seeing her husband looking at you’re instagram posts. Trust me, Alfred told me.”

ROMANTIC HCS ── .✦

Constant Gentleman Mode: Bruce is always opening doors for you, carrying your bags, or pulling out your chair. You tease him about being old-fashioned, but it’s clear he loves taking care of you.

Private Dance Lessons in the Manor: When you’re stressed, Bruce will put on some music in the empty ballroom and sweep you into an impromptu dance. He’s a surprisingly good dancer, but the way he looks at you mid-spin? That’s what makes your heart race.

Personal Love Notes: Bruce doesn’t text much, but he leaves little handwritten notes around the house.

“Don’t forget, you’re the best part of my day.”

“Coffee’s ready downstairs. So is your husband, who can’t stop thinking about you.”

The ‘I’m Watching You’ Look: At galas, Bruce can’t stop staring at you. When you catch him, he gives that little smirk that says, Yeah, you caught me, but I’m not sorry.

Soft Batman Moments: Even in the Batcave, he has moments where he’s just your Bruce. When he sees you waiting up for him late at night, he’ll silently take off his cowl, walk over, and hold you like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

Protective, but Not Controlling: He worries, of course, but he respects your independence. If you’re ever in trouble, though, the Bat is out faster than you can blink. “No one touches my wife.”

Gift Giving Expert: He puts serious thought into gifts. One time, he recreated your childhood bedroom in the manor when you were feeling homesick. “I just wanted you to feel at home,” he said, completely nonchalant.

The Morning Ritual: He wakes up early to watch you sleep for a few minutes (in the least creepy way possible) because it’s his quiet reminder of how lucky he is. When you stir awake, he presses a kiss to your forehead and whispers, “Good morning, love.”

Subtle Public Affection: In public, his affection is subtle—hand on the small of your back, thumb grazing your hand, or an almost imperceptible wink across the room. But behind closed doors? He’s all cuddles and kisses.

Always Puts You First: Whether it’s cutting a patrol short to spend time with you or risking everything to keep you safe, Bruce’s priority will always be you. “The city can wait. You can’t.”

MIX OF CHAOS AND ROMANCE ── .✦

When Bruce tries to be romantic but Alfred bringing him back to reality: Bruce, holding your hand: “You’re the light in my dark world.”

Alfred, walking in: “Sir, you said that to the last woman, too. Shall I fetch your script?”

You once jokingly wore a bat-symbol T-shirt to tease him. Bruce didn’t say anything, but later that week, he wore a matching shirt that said, “I <3 My Wife.”