#busicuts

[dragbunart]

the only things mastermind kaede allows to interact with shuichi other than herself are the monokubs, and they are the closest thing shuichi has to friends since everyone other than him and kaede are FUCKING DEAD. also shuichi does play favorites with the monokubs, and his favorite is Monodam because Monodam just seems like the type of person to sit with you and let you vent about life for a couple hours and then just kinda give you a hug or talk about things you like

SHuichi: -And I can't beleive i liked her! She's a crazy bitch

Monodam: Right. She. made. me. then. let. my. siblings. bully. me. the. fuck

Shuichi:*hug Monodam* THanks for listening Monodam! Sometimes i feel like your the only thing that cares about me!

Monophanie: I'm right here!

Shuichi: You once gave me a dog busicut then called me a good boy!

Monosuke: ... By all our research you should have a praise ki-

SHUICHI: DO NOT CITE THE FANFICTIONS AS A SOURCE!

[readingwrm]

Lily Evans

I got bored and wrote a thing:: Young Lily before hogwarts. (ignore all formatting and spelling problems I won't be fixing it)

Lily Evans has always been a small child in comparison to her straight backed, well groomed sister Petunia. Even with the few inches of height she managed to gain from her rather worn down mary jane school shoes, she found herself bouncing onto the tips of her toes as they walked side by side down the small street from school. The singular lane of road lead through the entirety of the town and, despite frequently been entirely empty, was Lily’s only looking glass into the outside world. Her tiny hands wrung around the leather straps of her school bag and skirt flew harshly against her knees in the frosty afternoon winds as she intently watched, softly smiling, at each car speeding past. She wondered how many of them were families on their way to relatives for christmas and how many were people returning back after work in the city. She imagined a different life for all of them, making accents in her head and sometimes finding ideas so crazy she giggled and earnt a disaproving glare from her sister. Lily often dreamt of what it would be like to live in London. Were people really were always busy and was the train really impossible to catch on time because of the always present crowds? Petunia often endevoured to squash those thoughts. She would scold Lily for gatting caught in a ‘stupid prentend world’.

The sky grew ever darker as they stepped through the old wooden doorway to a tiny bakery on the last corner of the town. A few students from the richer school had already developed a group which consumed nearly the entire room bar the few stand alone desplays of fresh bread and wildflower arangements. As Lily walked past, the flowers seemed to bend towards her, shifting in hue to mimic a beautiful summer sunset of oranges and reds. She smiled and stalled slightly to smell the changing cornflowers before scrambling the three steps to the counter with her frowning sister. ”Mother told you not to do that anymore, It’s weird,” Petunia mumbled in the always disaproving tone Lily had become used to. She said nothing in response, glanding down to her fidgeting feet, but flushed subtly pink across the tip of her nose. Petunia wasn’t being honest, and lily knew that. Their mother would never say something like that about them. In fact, when Lily had been younger and the flowers had bloomed in the flower pots lining the kitchen window she had smiled and kissed her head muttering a soft “I knew you were special” despite how odd the occurance had been. Her red hair fell in curtains around her face as the baker approached with a friendly smile half hidden behind a grey stripped mustache. He was a very round man who wore a white teeshirt always coated in smudges of chocolate and offered small sections of whatever his newest pastry was to students passing by in the mornings. ”Good afternoon ladies, what can I do for ya?” Despite the constant wheeze behind his lungs and sweat across his forehead from the overheated ovens, his voice sounded like that of a narrator constantly on the edge of telling a grand story. ”Just bread please,” Petunia said, holding out a rattaling collection of change, “and a chocolate croissant.” The man nodded, turning in a heavy circle before he had even reached the counter to the half stocked shelves which lined the space behind him. He shoveled a pale loaf of bread into a paper bag and then swiped a croissant from the glass display just next to Lily. She studied the sweets intently, determining what looked the best between a rather flat slice of chocolate covered busicut crum and slice after slice of berry oozing pie. The orange lighting made the crusts shine and made her stomache grumble lowly.

They left soon after, making their way across a dew drop covered field that wet the edges of her frilly white socks and ends of her heavy grey skirt. It was a slow walk, interrupted by Petunia deciding to tear the delicious croissant in two and share it with Lily. The pastry was so fluffy and light it nearly melted in their mouths as they ate, still continuing their walk through an open gate into the massive backyard to ther house. The chocolate covered Lily’s face and hands by the time they reached the door making Petunia’s eyebrows crease and mouth turn to a slim line, yet she said nothing and instead finished her own bite before dusting the crumbs away and sliding inside. The house was by no means large, yet it was nearly twice the size of what Lily had heard most city buildings were. The outside was a mixture of white plaster covered brick and exposed support beams splintered and wonky from the constantly dreadful weather. The wooden framed windows flooded with orange light into the fast approaching night and the door behind Lily as she entered caught a breeze before slamming shut which made the small panel of floral stained glass rattle. They entered into the small kitchen space, their shoes scuffing across the aged yellow tiling as their mother came racing from the other room. She was a pretty woman with red hair deeper in tone than Lily’s and more freckles dusted across her face yet they looked as if they could have been twins. She had Petunia’s eyes, though that was the only sign that the two were at all related. ”Last day of school hey girls,” she smiled and whistled out in her singsong voice. They both nodded, hugging their mother tight. ”Free from school, free from the horrid canteen food, free from homework,” she smiled, ruffling both girls hair. She always looked so loving and kind, her eyes always soft and mouth never quirked any way but into a smile.

[hungrybutchchef]

Tonight I made Chicken for Sadwhiches!

Photos below!

It came out really good looking

And it taste rlly good! 7/10 Sandwhich since I was too lazy to toast the other bread piece and my tomato went bad lol.

It's just Bread, Chicken sliced and fried up in Bacon Grease (With Salt, pepper, garlic powder, and parsley), and lettuce and onion since we're getting low on groceries. Oh and Mustard and Barbeque Sauce :)

Will probably be pairing it with a busicut and some leftover noodles I have.

[rebornbythunder]

"[I call myself an electric specialist, but I literally just have Pikachu and Busicut. Jess doesn't even know an electric move. I really need to like... go catch someone.]"

[foodzila]

It's Party Time.

[rlimarjbr]

#Men Eating #Rations of #Fatty #Meat and #Vegtables, With #Busicuts, 1914 #Year1914 #Ano1914 #Anos10 #PrimeiraGuerra #AGrandeGuerra #Homens #comendo #ração com #carne e #vegetais ... https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs8I7PXAyKV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1333e5r4katq5

[arcadejohn127-9]

I saw your baker MC post and wanted to ask if you’d please do a part two with the now datables?

Of course! Part one: here

Diavolo:

two layer devil food cake with double chocolate type icing with a crimson red icing fondant cover, the icing on the first layer is etched into criss cross pattern's with golden mini chocolate balls in the X's.

The second layer is a dark red almost black colour, two large side pieces made out of modeling fondant to replicate his horns and their jewelry.

On the side is thick chocolate and tabacco cookies

Barbatos:

Osmanthus cake with thin teal coloured icing cover on the sides, on the top is dark chocolate ganache drizzled ontop, around the tops rim is teal piped icing with macarons making a circle on the top

Mini Buns with a skeleton hand molded onto it, stuffed with thick chocolate cream

Solomon:

A fruity parfait; fluffy sponge cake and brownie are stacked on top of each other with thick cream as a circular perimeter whilst fruity ice cream is put in the middle, on the outside of the cream are pop rock candied star fruit. On the very top are sparklers made to look like cherries

Served with it cake pops made to look like his magic wand that are dipped into yelloe dyed chocolate

Simeon:

Angel cake; the layers pale cream, blue and yellow; between the each layer of cake is chocolate frosting, with blueberry icing covering the outside of the cake. On the top is dark chocolate cover with chocolate flakes coating the top of it, icing piped ontop

Chocolate donuts dipped with blue icing and white drizzle ontop, star and blue sprinkles placed ontop with icing fondant angel wings on the sides

Luke:

Vanilla swiss roll with thick buttercream, the Swiss roll is dripped in white chocolate, yellow dyed icing piped swirls go along it, candied strawberries placed on the swirls, with dark chocolate drizzle along the entire roll and the swirls

Sided with busicuts shaped like wings dipped in white icing

[squimbz]

I'm making busicuts and even though I lowkey suck at cooking I really enjoy making food, feels good feels organic

[whimsyprinx]

Thinking about how I use to be active in a facebook group full of british and european (mostly british and like australia aligned) people in like 2016 and they said that biscuits and gravy looked disgusting then had the nerve to post pictures of some real weird looking food like okay go eat your beans on toast and I’ll eat my busicut with sausage n gravy

[darklingichor]

The Sister Brothers by Patrick DeWitt

This book was on my list for my Powell's haul for six months. I was really looking forward to reading it.

I like westerns, which is what this book is. I grew up reading my grandpa's Zane Gray books, one of my favorite movies is Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Hell, the  first real short story I wrote was about a couple of snake oil salesmen in the old west.

So this book about Charles and Eli Sister, two asassins working along the West Coast of the US in the 1800's - which was described to me as "Darkly Comedic" sounded right up my alley.

Try as I might, I couldn't get into it. I finished it, but I can't tell you much of what happened. A lot of it was the brothers going from Oregon to Californa for a job and meeting a bunch of weird characters along the way. Like a dentist who had tried a plethora of other careers, an old woman who cursed them, a kid who was a magnet for head trauma and his seemingly indistructable horse, etc.

Sounds interesting but for some reason, it bored me. Maybe it was the writing style, everyone was so stoic that no matter what happened no one had a real reaction to it. I mean, I get that characters in westerns tend to be the Gary Cooper type - all one word answers and a tad stone faced - but usually you can tell there's something under the surface.

Eli tells the story and there is some simmering emotion but it's muted.

I would understand if he kept things flat toward other characters, but that's all we get as the reader as well. Something fucked up happens,  to other characters he's all  "Well, that happened." For the purpose of the reader, being in his head, I would expect an internal response of: "For the love of busicuts and butter I think that woman was a witch!" But no, we get: "Well, that happened, and I didn't much care for it."

If you like a very slow burn, you might like this. I for one think the fire stood still for far too long.

[httpjeon]

I hope you don’t mind me asking, but like since you’re aromantic, you obviously aren’t into romantic relationships and shit, but like are you asexual as well? Like you aren’t attracted to anyone in general orr? Ignore if you feel uncomfortable, I just want to be educated more about this, since I wish people were more educated about what I identify as😊

i don’t feel romantic attraction for anyone basically. i can date and shit but i just…won’t feel anything past platonic for them.

my sexuality is…confusing for me. i’m 21 and still not fully sure what’s going on. obviously i write about sex all the time and i’ve had sex and i give myself a good nut every once in a while, however, when i actually have sex i just…….hate it lmfao. it makes me uncomfortable and 99% of the time i cry afterwards because i feel so shit mentally about it???

so at this point i just…don’t do it. and i don’t…really want to? i feel no loss or desire to get dicked down or bump busicuts (lmfao).

but it confuses me bc i like the idea of sex and i enjoy watching porn or reading smut and writing it and thinking about it. but i don’t…physically want to do it anymore because t makes me feel terrible mentally afterwards. and tbh it causes me a lot of anxiety, like when i have a dick appointment i actually lowkey don’t want to…but i do it anyway. so i don’t really know what’s going on there……….🤠

i can be attracted to people, like see a cute guy or girl and be like man i would FUCK that. but….i don’t actually want to???? but i still feel the attraction?????

sorry for the rant it’s just been something weighing on my mind for ages. but i hope this answers something. hurts my own brain.

[mygreatloss-blog]

June 14th 2018

Sleep: 0142 - 0913 = 7 Hours 31 Minutes Water: 42 Oz I met with my trainer. I stretched with her and told her about what happened with my back. I was really worried what we were going to do something that would make it hurt all over again. We were just going to do upper body that day.  Before I did the Elliptical by myself 1600 Steps / 13 Minutes / 151 Calories The workout she had me do was  1 - Ball Slams / 6lbs / 1 minute x 3 2a - Lat Pull Down with Metal Bar / 40lbs / 15x3 2b - Lat Pull Down with ropes / 50lbs / 15x3  (Went back and forth between 2a and 2b) 3 - Chest Fly / 50lbs / 10x3 4 - Chest Press / 40lbs / 10x3 5 - Ball Slams / 6lbs / 1 Minute x 3 I did not feel too bad after it but was a little upset I did go back in how much I could do. Having two weeks off from the gym was a long time but I understood that I was not going to be doing as much as I was able to before.  Food - Ham and Swiss Cheese Sub - 90 Calorie Cookie - 2 Garlic Busicuts -Small Sweetened Ice Tea - 1.5 cups Watermelon - 90 Calorie Cookie

[alaterdate]

i ate too many garlic busicuts im dying

[maddchaos]

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Got Moju making me some busicuts too https://www.instagram.com/p/CFt6gxnBHIDZmBKbQRxHkm_40_qDobjJGSmmFk0/?igshid=em22ssoy6m96

[dmccarty0425]

Biscuits!!

I like biscuits.. you like biscuits? This week Zeq loves biscuits… he eats them with lunch, dinner, as a snack.. only with grape jelly..

Oh the ever changing menu. Different personalities have different tastes, which results in different foods. The past few days.. fried chicken and busicuts with grape jelly. Who doesn’t love either one of those?

Well it comes with special instructions.…

[salemiscrying]

Dinner!

Veggie soup with garlic busicuts. (496 calories)