#ask-doughboys

[carpwood]

(shitty) mta i SWEAR this is the last time im remakinf it

[friendlessghoul]

Did Buster went to war?

Yes! (Yesterday was Veterans Day) Buster served in WWI reaching the rank of Corporal. He was assigned to the 40th Division Sunshine Players, 159th Infantry, Company C. Buster reported for duty at Camp Kearney. California in July of 1918. Buster’s service number is 1646852, his gun number, 240901.

During his time overseas, he acquired such a severe ear infection that it permanently damaged his hearing in one ear.

"There is always a draft close to the floor of such farm buildings, and I soon developed a cold which imperiled my hearing. Before I was overseas a month, my superiors had to shout orders at me. I had become almost stone deaf due to my being exposed to floor drafts each night. "Late one night, I had a narrow escape while coming back from a card game. A sentry challenged me and I didn't hear his demand for the password or the two warnings he gave me after that. Then he pulled back the breech of his gun, prepared to shoot. My life was saved by my sixth sense which enabled me to hear that gun click and stopped me dead in my tracks. "After bawling me out, the sentry listened to my explanation and got me past a second guard. From that day on-the fear of losing my hearing drove me half crazy permanently." For the rest of Keaton's life he would remain deaf in one ear. 

His second talkie, Doughboys, was partly inspired by his own experience in World War I.

There's more information which I will link down below. And here's some photos:

Buster Keaton: Comedian, Soldier (militarymuseum.org) The Doughboy Center IBKS tumblr Big V Riot Squad

Thank you for the question (sorry for the delay). I wanted to post this yesterday for Veterans Day but wanted to find better quality photos.

[5iceroy]

omg for the character ask prompts.. not sure if your draw him but I would be very amused by the idea of Oscar permanently asleep Piastri + no sleep 🧡

oscar piastri + 19 [no sleep]

its just sleep deprived chain-smoking 7am-12am fintech operations intern oscar piastri and his nepo baby/radio dj/part-time college student roommate (lando) against the world...

character ask prompts [still open!]

[animatedglittergraphics-n-more]

Do you have any Pillsbury Doughboy animations?

here you go 😊

[ko-neko-san]

Okay look this is the first time I've actually listened to their stuff more than just random tiktok clips kinda thing, but Joey Valence & Brae is 10000% this gen's Beastie Boys and I fucking love it

[rainbowresurrection]

Pasty Spock haunts me. Please let him be tan

[nnyhil]

@ask-miserys-advocate started following nnyhil

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[reiketsui]

boops anpan. also gives anpan a treat. boops it again. coos at it. all without an ounce of shame.

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JUMPING BOUNCING UP AND DOWN!! BEST TIME EVER!! / @intriguant

[ask-miserys-advocate]

What is your least favorite nickname? I'm not going to use it against you or anything. Promise!

GET OUT OF MY INBOX EFF

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

Hi I decided to do some hcs for point(s): There's a bunch of them, Fuka's hang out in his basement and they're like a little hivemind basically? Basically they're an experimental therapy-animal-thing that was scrapped due to loss of budget for the project. They were first tested on Fukase modules so they generally just swarm around the first one they find after tracking them. (1/?) -🌟

WAIT I REALLY LIKE THESE... please i love this... fuuuuck yes therapy creature point 🥺💖 AND MULTIPLE POINTS!!! MANY 😭😭😭💖💖💖

[abstractreign]

Do you crave vanilla extract??? ( → inquirer unknown )

"Not particularly, no. Though I'm aware you can intoxicate yourself on it, I'll just have regular liquor, thanks."

[birdstooth]

Ok sorry I saw the rest of the tags

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I myself did actually didn’t take my meds today so I’m very chaotic anyhow

Who or what is doughboy?

He’s a freaky mascot for the pillsbury brand that sells… bread products?? I’m not sure tbh their stuff is kind of gross

[aibigbois]

Ever since the procedure Leo has been so docile and timid. The doctors said the side effects tend to be aggression and heightened temper, but we've seen the exact opposite. I mean Leo was always a cinnamon roll, but now he's about as tough as the Pillsbury Doughboy (and he kinda looks like him too, so round and huggable with all his new muscles).

The past few months, all we do everyday is cuddle, make food to feed Leo's endless appetite, or go to the gym. It's absolutely hysterical to watch the other guys at the gym cream themselves when Leo walks in. Leo will shyly ask someone if they are done with a machine and the guy will about faint at the sight of him and just give up his machine for Leo, regardless of where they are in their workout. And then Leo'll max out the weight for his warm up before sheepishly telling the guy he's done with the machine.

When Leo benches, or squats a crowd will start to form around him. Leo will get skittish and bashfully ask if his form is wrong or if he needs to leave because he is setting off the lunk alarm. He never makes noise, or speaks above a whisper at the gym. One time Leo was benching about 1000lbs and afterwards the whole gym started cheering for him. He looked around for who they were cheering for and just started clapping out of respect because he didn't realize it was for him.

[incorrectbatfam]

What do the Goofy Gooners look like .. asking for a friend …

Rob is a tired dad with an inferiority complex. He doesn't put much effort into his appearance because basic hygiene already saps a lot of his energy. He has reddish-brown hair that he keeps short for convenience and doesn't shave as often as he should, so there's always a thin layer of stubble. I picture him to be around 33 but stress makes him look older. He usually wears the same basic t-shirts and cargo pants—a polo would be fancy for him. He's on the underweight side because he frequently skips meals so his kids and Milo have enough. He also has random tattoos scattered over his arms plus one on his leg and neck. They don't mean anything, just dumb stuff he got when he was younger, including a winking emoticon and the Pillsbury doughboy.

Blaise is 26 and you can tell he's a stoner from the get-go. He has dirty blonde hair that he grows out but hardly maintains, and the same level of effort goes for his clothes. He often wears things he finds in dumpsters or thrift stores and chooses comfort over style. His clothes have lots of hidden pockets for lighters, firecrackers, and weapons. He's tall and lanky, which makes living out of Milo's car in the parking lot awkward (Rob offered his apartment but he declined). Similar to Rob, Blaise also has a number of meaningless tattoos plus several piercings. He also plays the guitar and keeps his lucky pick on a necklace.

Kellin is a 20-year-old originally hailing from Thailand. Their assassin parents trained them in gymnastics, martial arts, and various weaponry from a young age in hopes that Kellin would follow in the family's footsteps and join the League of Assassins. That obviously didn't work out and they traveled around as an independent hitman (hitperson?) for a couple years before they landed in Gotham. They're always battle-ready—if they could shower in their assassin uniform they would. They changed their name and keep their hair just long enough to mask their face. They're fluent in English, Thai, Vietnamese, Chinese, and Arabic, but they prefer to let their actions speak for them instead.

Molly is a 25-year-old trans woman who incorporates her jobs as a drug dealer, team strategist, and nightclub DJ in a single look. She has long dark hair dyed with neon streaks but ties it up when fighting. She's not the most formidable combatant but she has basic fighting skills and is very calculative. Her primary weapon is a metal baseball bat, inspired by her favorite anti-hero, Harley Quinn. She also has a belt equipped with her experimental chemicals and smoke pellets. However, she's not allowed to pair up with Blaise on missions because it's an open secret that the two of them can't focus around each other.

Otto is a war veteran and car mechanic around the same age as Alfred, but that's where the similarities end. He's been wearing the same mechanic's uniform for the past four decades, the only differences between then and now being his hair thinning, a couple front teeth falling out, and acquiring a beer gut. His arms are covered in scabs and scars from the job and he's had trouble with his right knee ever since the army. On the surface he seems like a Boomer yelling at kids to get off his lawn, but he's more like a stern but well-intentioned grandpa who is disappointed to see nothing much has changed over the years.

Milo is your standard 15-year-old delinquent. He's slightly small for his age and doesn't pack that big of a punch on his own, but put him behind the wheel and he's a total menace. When he's not driving, he keeps himself stimulated with video games or his collection of keychains (his favorite is purple bat because of his puppy crush on Spoiler). His look is reminiscent of early 2000s skater punks, including a bright red mohawk and his trusty headphones. Everything he owns, minus his car, fits into a single backpack. His weapon, on the rare occasion Rob lets him on the front line, is a batarang he found on the street.

Gene is someone you would never expect to have so many issues because on the outside he looks like an average 40-year-old glasses-wearing office worker. He has short sandy hair and dark circles under his eyes from nightmares. His meds help a lot, but sometimes he's still seen pacing around and muttering to himself. He's not a danger anymore compared to the past, which is why Rob trusts him enough to share an apartment. Gene focuses his nervous energy into his research and tinkering instead, amassing a comedic collection of hyperspecific gadgets.

Mac is basically the guy in the chair. He's 30 and has thick glasses, thick curly brown hair, a thin goatee, and almost exclusively wears flannel. His nails are down to a nub because he bites them when concentrating. He's also often seen with chips or an energy drink in his hands and wears a jailbroken smart watch. Of the team, he has the least physical prowess but the most brain power. He doesn't see combat often but keeps a pistol in case. He turned an old ice cream truck into his home/mobile office so he can plug in anywhere. Like Kellin, he's also not from Gotham, but instead Fawcett City and has a distinct Minnesota accent.

Booker is a 19-year-old Gotham U student and the third member of the team's Glasses Trio. He's an intelligent guy slated to graduate a year early and thus needs his internship credits sooner. He's very polite (albeit a little socially awkward) and puts his best foot forward by coming into work with slacks and fun patterned suspenders even though he doesn't have to. His hair has a slightly uneven fade because his sister insisted on practicing on him for cosmetology school, so he covers it with a fedora. He carries his things in a laptop bag and has an enthusiastic bounce in his step that only newbies would have.

Jackie and Gunner are Rob's 6-year-old twins (Jackie being 8 minutes older) and are the babies of this hodgepodge family. Jackie takes after her late mother with frizzy black hair usually tied in pigtails. She loves wearing pink, reads way above her level, and is a horse girl in that she wants one to stomp on the people she doesn't like. Gunner looks more like his dad, though his hair is a little messier and overgrown. He hates school but loves dirt and monster trucks. Both of them have a troublesome streak but Jackie's a little better at hiding it. They quarrel like siblings do but at the end of the day, they always stick up for each other.

[monstersandmaw]

I saw the “orc spot” ask and it got me thinking. Maybe orc’s all have a spot (doesn’t have to be the p spot) where if they’re going into a rage their SO just needs to come up and touch it.

Like I’m imagining an orc whose spot is the belly button like the Pillsbury Doughboy and they giggle every time it’s touched but get embarrassed when it happens.

*passes out as a literal literary goddess bestows my inbox with a message!!*

I love this whole concept and fully support it!!

[iluvshinytwink]

"Did you just say you love me?" - Jude Bellingham

"Be my lover every night."

Synopsis: In which you're baking with Jude as a date where Jude plans to say his first 'I love you' to you !

Now Playing . . . Ruthless by The Marias

a/n: i may or may not have gotten this idea from a show ive been binge watching for the past month 🙄🙄

ITWASJUSTAREALLYCUTEIDEAOKAY..

This also may or may not be an escape to forget im a layout artist for my exam and i literally have nothing in mind.

When Jude wanted to bake in your house you were a little skeptic, well, a little nervous on the fact he might burn your house down. This was your 6th date with your boyfriend and every date felt better then the last! Not this one though since there was a probability your house would burn down.

With enough promises that your house wouldn't burn down from your boyfriend you reluctantly agreed to it.

"Jude?" You greeted confused over the phone.

"Hi! I'm gonna come over by 5, okay?" Jude's enthusiastic voice said from the other line.

"Huh? I thought your practice was until 6?" You asked, sipping your drink. "They'll understand." Jude laughed. "And you already have the ingredients set and everything?" You smiled. "Yeah, duh. I have cookie cutters and everything!" Jude giggled which made you roll your eyes out of embarrassment and a little amusement. "Okay, bye then, Pillsbury Doughboy." You joked with a smile.

"Yeah, bye-- I--" Jude stammered. "I?" You chuckled, waiting for him to finish his statement. "I-- I'll see you later." Jude quickly said before ending the call.

Jude dug his phone in his pocket with a sigh and a racing heart. Right there. He was gonna slip, right there. A sigh escapes Jude's lips. He was so close to saying the forbidden words: "I love you". He's been wanting to tell you those words ever since the first date ended and a few minutes ago he was about to say it, over phone of all places.

This date was about having fun and making cute things with his girlfriend but mostly, this was the date where he wanted to say the forbidden words to you. The words that's been on his mind every time he looked at you. The words he wanted to say to you then and now. The words he wanted to hear from your lips too.

Jude hops in his car, checking the time which read 4:35pm. Jude looks over to the passenger seat where a brown bag full of baking equipment laid on top. Jude spots a bright red shape peeking out of the brown bag and decides to take it out.

It was a bright red cookie cutter. Jude couldn't help but smile as his heart raced knowing that he bought that stupid little cutter just for this occasion. Maybe you'll laugh at him wholeheartedly because of the cutter or you were going to giggle uncontrollably because of how cute it was, either way, he'd enjoy it with every passing minute.

You went over to your kitchen and started preparing. Jude didn't specify what the two of you were going to bake as you didn't bother to ask.

You wiped a damp cloth on your counter as your heart started pounding. Even after all these dates you couldn't help but feel giddy whenever you knew he was coming.

You didn't know what specifically was gonna go through this date but all you knew was that your house was going to be filled with honey-dipped laughter and pounding hearts.

About 30 minutes pass and you hear a knock on your door.

"Landlord!" The voice shouts. You felt your eyes rolling to the back of your skull knowing who this voice was.

Your hand twists the doorknob, opening it.

Your eyes meet his and you couldn't help but feel a dust of pink powdering your cheeks.

"Hi." Jude breaths out with a smile, his pearly whites peeking. "Hey." You whispered with a bashful smile.

"I didn't know my landlord could be so cute." You said, breaking the silence. "I didn't know either." Jude laughs as he enters your house.

"What're we baking?" You asked as Jude places a big brown bag on your counter. "Cookies!" Jude says with a smile, you smiled back joyously. "All this stuff for cookies?" You said, looking over the brown bag which was filled to the top with whatever ingredients Jude thought may be needed for cookies.

Jude begins taking out the items from the brown bag and you immediately noticed the bright red cookie cutter along with other cutters. A blush dusted your cheeks as you examined it.

Jude looks over to you, smiling. "This is so cute." You breathed out. "You bought this for me?" You said, looking into his eyes. Jude nodded with a chuckle.

Jude stirred the batter in a pot while you watched. "I want to stir." You said. Jude giggles, continuing to stir. "No, you're in charge of decorating." Jude said, looking over to you. "I'm the brawn, you're the beauty." Jude says with a proud smile.

You and Jude sat on the floor, eyes glued on your oven as the orange light illuminated both of your faces.

"Do you think we added enough chocolate chip cookies?" Jude whispers to you. "I think we added too much." You whispered back.

You looked over to Jude, his eyes still on the oven. You could see the orange light shade his face and you could also see the orange light in his eyes as he stared with focus. His mouth was gaped a little as he stared.

A warm smile wrapped your lips.

Around 30 minutes pass and that was 30 minutes of Jude doing nothing but sitting on your kitchen floor as he stared at the cookies which slowly rose.

"I think they're done!" Jude shouts excitedly. An excited yelp was heard from you as you quickly got your oven mittens.

You opened the oven and soon came an aroma thag engulfed the both of you. Jude takes a big inhale before exhaling, pleased with the smell.

You place the baking pan on your counter as Jude followed the aroma like a hungry dog.

"Can we put the cutters in now?" Jude whispered with awe. "Not yet, you're gonna burn yourself." You laughed. "But it smells so good!" Jude exclaimed. "Just wait another 15-25 minutes, Jude." You rolled your eyes, dragging your boyfriend away from the cookies.

The two of you were situated on the couch, your knees hugged to your chest as a show played on the TV. Jude's head was on your shoulder as he was slowly drifting to sleep.

"Tired from baking already?" You whispered to your boyfriend. "No." Jude blurted. "Maybe." Jude whispers.

The two of you were now back in your kitchen as the two of you hovered on the fresh batch of cookies.

Jude quickly took a cutter and pressed it on the batch. You laughed at his excitement. You quickly took the heart-shaped one and pressed it on the pan.

Jude takes a small piece of the pan and pops it in his mouth. You looked over to him, waiting for a look of approval or disappointed.

Jude's eyes quickly light up and his lips tug into a pleased smile. "Mm!" Jude exclaims. Jude takes another piece and offers it to you.

Your hand was about to reach out for the given piece before you decided to open your mouth for Jude to pop it in.

You opened your mouth with a giggle. Jude smiled wholeheartedly, placing the piece of cookie in your mouth.

You took a piping bag in your hands which was filled with mild frosting to decorate the cookies with. Jude takes another piping bag and begins to decorate his own heart-shaped cookie.

Jude takes a deep breath. This is where his plan was finally going into motion. He was going to write 'I love you' on the cookie and hope you got the message and hopefully reciprocate the message.

"I'm done with mine!" You squealed, looking down on your cookie. "I'm done too." Jude sighs with relief. You face your boyfriend, eyes looking for his plate with his cookie. You looked at his part of the counter and noticed that there was no plate with no cookie. You looked over to your boyfriend who was also facing you and with his hands behind his back and a cheeky smile wrapping his lips.

You laughed, excited with whatever design he made that made him hide it from you.

"Close your eyes." Jude whispered with a smile, nearing you. You closed your eyes as you tried to fight your smile.

Jude takes a deep breath, heart racing and itching.

Jude brings the plate to his chest, he looked down at the cookie once more trying to see if there were any imperfections.

Jude's head then lifts to you where you were still smiling giddily.

Jude then thought if you weren't going to say the words back, his heart sinks. He looked back at you and he suddenly calmed down. Deep down he knew that you loved him even without even saying it. And he hoped that deep down you knew that too.

"Open your eyes." Jude whispered and you did so. Your eyes quick found the plate and quickly read the message displayed.

"I love you." The cookie read. Your mouth gaped open as your heart began beating faster. You looked up to your boyfriend to be assured of the message.

"I love you." Jude said a little weakly. Your eyes met his and his eyes displayed nothing but love, love that was for you.

"I love you too." You breathed out with a smile.

This was so detailed for what ☹️💔💔 i love making fluff ‼️‼️ with all the angsts i've made i think i've forgotten how fun writing fluff was WAGHHGGAGAGAG

I SWEAR BRO BEABADOOBEE AND THE MARIAS DOES SOMETHING TO YOU ESPECIALLY WHEN UR WRITING FLUFF 😼😼😼