#chaos pancakes

[bumpkin-bug]

so I went to ihop today guys <3

[viquipo]

Based on these what do you guys think chapter 3 of my fic is gonna be about

[chaos0pikachu]

man some of y'all have never learned the home training of "keep your hate/critique out the main tags and on your own blog or in critical tags" and then wonder why ppl be vagueblogging or reblogging with disagreements like you didn't show up to the crochet lovers group telling everybody how crocheting was actually Not Fun At All and really hard and doesn't make sense to enjoy, or Problematic, actually instead of keeping it in the group chat with the haterella besties

[khozee-mag]

Chevy Chase

[inafieldofdaisies]

[your-dazzling-sun]

GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE I PUT TOO MUCH FLOUR FOR MY FCE/HOME EC PRACTICAL EXAM AND ACCIDENTALLY MADE BANANA BREAD

YKNOW WHAT AT LEAST I MANAGED TO SAVE IT AHAHAHHAHA

end product below the cut(warning: cute<3)

[almond-tofu-chan]

guys.....

[strawberry-metal]

Oh ho ho!! You fucked up now, trumpet player! ANONS, ATTACK!!

WH-ALICE?! GET THE FUCK OFF MY BED- DIO?!

I JUST WANT TO SLEEP

[aro-pancake]

I need some chaos...

Let's go make a new save in the Sims just to burn the whole family!

[jeweledstone]

Does Heart like pancakes?

💜: It was funny the first few times, but now it’s just annoying!

[dragonofdarknesschaos]

Cross dressing is equivalent to wearing a clown suit to you?

I cross dress every single day. 🤡

Cross dressing for the sake of "comedy" perpetuates transphobic and homophobic beliefs that are untrue. It's unfunny to use cross dressing in the guise of humor. Dressing as a clown, when you know you're going to meet someone important is unfunny and disrespectful imo. It just makes you look stupid. Like a clown.

Male in women's clothes for his personal enjoyment, good.

Male in women's clothes to be laughed at, bad.

The same goes for women in men's clothes and NB people. Wear what makes you happy (even if it's literally clown clothes, no judgement).

Xiaolin Showdown does have one instance of "accidental cross dressing" in season one's "Big as Texas." In this scene Clay chases Raimundo around the Temple and ends up covered in various objects, debris, and substances that make him look like a lady in front of his Texan father. Now this is long before transgender bathroom bills and gay marriage, but Texan stereotypes were still ultra conservative and anti- anything that wasn't WASPy and Christian. I remember seeing this scene at age 12 and thinking, "Oh crap! Is his dad gonna scold him?!" But Daddy Bailey didn't say anything. He just seemed unimpressed.

I didn't see "man looks like a lady" and laugh. I laughed because I imagined it would be so fun to chase my friend around, even if I was mad at them. Now contrast that giddy feeling with the disapproval of a parent you deeply respect catching you doing something you thought was fun.

Shortly after this scene, Daddy Bailey announces that he's pulling Clay out of the Temple and cannot continue being a Monk, because it wasn't teaching him "how to be a man." We, the viewers, assume this has everything to do with gender stereotypes and traditional gender roles. But at the end of the episode, Clay simply stands up for himself and affirms his personal beliefs. That's all Daddy Bailey wanted for Clay to prove he was "a man."

If that's all it takes to be a "man," then all of us are men. And that's what Xiaolin Showdown was really about—subverting stereotypes.

[chaos0pikachu]

oh chepies, straight up no competition 4 Minutes is the best looking BL of the year on every technical level and I never make hyperpole statements like this srs srs but I'm nene leakes right now

[felixwylde]

Chaos at Dawn

What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like? Morning Madness (short) Every dawn in Morning Mayhem is a jump into chaos. A human rockets out of bed, dives into the kitchen war zone against rebellious appliances and an acrobatic orange, then plunges down the surreal rabbit hole of YouTube. The wake-up mission becomes a jungle expedition, and breakfast a…

[your-dazzling-sun]

welp i can now make bread !! bread with mashed banana inside lol

[lifetimeoftired]

How to adopt a dead kid in three weeks or less

It's midnight and I'm hopped up on that ADHD juice. Been thinking on and off about this prompt and how things play out. Might clean this up for ao3 posting later but whatever.

Part 1 || Part 2

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Danny can feel the weight of their stares like it’s physical. A last mournful glance at his pancakes- Actually no, fuck it. He grabs the last one from his plate, flashes the whole Wayne family a peace sign, and turns invisible. The pancake is eaten as he dashes out the door and away from the shouting and chaos he leaves the family in.

 -

“Where the FUCK did he go!?” Jason’s shout somehow made it above the din of the others- and got Bruce and Dick yelling ‘language’ back at him. The pricks.

“I say! Watch your tone Master Jason! As for the rest of you-” The whole family shut the immediate fuck up when Alfred speaks. His displeased expression more than enough to cow them into submission. “I expect you to clean up after yourselves today and a quiet trip to the batcave to find our new ward. Master Jason, you will be taking care of Master Danny’s plates, and I will hear of an apology from you for scaring that poor boy.”

There’s a chorus of ‘yes Alfred’ from the chastised bats, but Bruce- carefully mind you- presses.

“Alfred, how long has he been here? Why didn’t you say anything?”

“The young master has been staying for the past three weeks sir. And despite my best attempts, I have not yet been able to convince him to sleep in his own room.”

Bruce groans and rubs at his face before turning back to his other children, “Nobody thought to tell me!?”

The kids all look at each other, and then back at him with the most judgmental ‘are you serious’ looks they can muster. Except Cassandra, who very excitedly signs; New brother! All Bruce can do is sigh into his hands.

“We’ll discuss this later-”

“Why didn’t you notice then old man?” Jason grins, a little feral at Bruce’s dirty look but sue him.

“Okay okay, let’s hurry up and get this place cleaned up. There’s no telling how far Danny got- and the sooner we go after him the sooner we figure out what’s going on.” Dick said, quickly gathering his own plate. 

“And the sooner I can get all of you presents.” The entire family stops. Staring at Jason in shock. “Only the finest ‘World’s best detective’ mugs for all of you!” 

The groan he gets from all of them is perfect.

-

“I cannot believe you didn’t think to tell me either!” Batman scolds Oracle later. 

Everyone is out in force. Even Batwoman, Batwing, and Bluebird (after having a good laugh at Batman’s expense) had joined. They had all been searching for Danny the better part of the day. Batman had even agreed to let Red Robin and Robin join the search and skip school. That’s how seriously the kids knew he was taking this. And how important it was for one of them to get to Danny before Batman scared him off for good with his infamous paranoia.

“If you didn’t notice, that one’s on you Batman.” God Jason really loved Barbara sometimes. 

“Oracle would not have allowed a dangerous individual into our midst. She is thorough when it comes to such things.” Robin is moving fast, probably swinging right behind Batman. No doubt headed east where the nicer areas were and any sane person was bound to head.

“I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, baby bat.”

“O, you wouldn’t happen to have a new update on Danny’s whereabouts would you? Or anything from his past?” Nightwing cuts in after Robin’s little ‘Tt’. He’s somewhere near the border to Bludhaven, in case Danny’s making it out that way.

“Nothing Nightwing.” They can hear her frustration, and concern, through the voice modulator. “The kid’s practically a ghost. All I can tell you is that he’s not from Gotham. What little I can find of his time here in Gotham is some security feeds of dumpster diving and sleeping on a bench.”

“He’s also definitely a meta.” Signal mutters, somewhere to the west and near the coast..

Jason remains quiet and lets them all talk. As funny as it is- and holy shit Jason will never let any of them live this down ever- it is a little strange this random kid would just... Show up out of nowhere. Meta or not. Alfred said he wouldn’t sleep in a bed of his own, but he also hadn’t left until after Jason questioned his existence. This ‘Danny’ had been around the manor, the bats coming and going, for weeks. He could’ve found out their secrets, and even if he hadn’t sold them out yet, there’s no telling who might pick him up and drag those secrets out of him. Or worse, if he was sent here by someone, then they needed to find out who. And fast…

….

Ugh. He sounded like Batman.

“Hey guys, how well do you even know Danny?” Jason pulls over near an abandoned apartment building. Cutting the engine to his bike to hear them all better. “He was there for a few weeks, pick up anything on him? Might help us figure out where he ran off to.” That last bit was added as an afterthought, not wanting to be too paranoid, but it was also true.

“I know how this is going to sound, but uh, well, he does seem really nice actually.” Signal helpfully offers. “Dick and I ran into Danny I think not long after he got there?”

“O’s camera feed tells us Danny arrived at the manor 28 days ago, Thursday night 11:38 PM. Looking at the records, he was picked up prior to that in front of Wayne Enterprises by one of our drivers- Archer Tenson. He’s reliable and honest, no record of any sort that would make him a suspect of subterfuge.” Nightwing rattles off the information pretty calmly, but they all know him well enough to hear the concern. “According to the records, he was going to pick up the caffeine addict after the cafe got an alert of his fourth Death Latte-” They all ignored Red Robin’s little ‘hey!’, “-and dropped him off safely at home.”

“Red Robin.” Batman’s parental disapproval was palpable through the comms. 

“There wasn’t a fourth Death Latte!” Red Robin protested from his place in the batcave. Aiding in the digital search and combing over the camera feeds over the past few weeks for any information about Danny. “The third Death Latte was the last one. An Alert at W.E. was the plan the whole night. Nobody made it back to the manor until sunrise and the cafe kept saying there wasn’t any more coffee and-!” He gasped, horrified! Outraged! And the rest were left to hold their snickers as Red Robin said, “He stole my last coffee!”

“That’s right, Danny said he was a caffeine addict too.” Batwing mused. Probably flying somewhere over the more open suburbia in case Danny was trying to make a break out of the city that way.

“Wait when did you meet Danny?” Spoiler asked- Jason knew she was patrolling nearby with Bluebird. Those two, Orphan and Signal were the only ones who were allowed to come close to Crime Alley. Mainly because they annoyed Jason the least, but also because they understood how bad the streets could get and looked the other way better than the others. Signal surprised him about that one.

“Start from the beginning.” Batman orders. “Nightwing, Signal, you met Danny when?”

“Looking back, it was actually the day after he got there it sounds like.” Signal sighs. “I was headed downstairs for breakfast, and saw Dick in one of the sitting rooms. I thought I saw our caffeine addict passed out on the couch and thought dick was going to wake him, so I went in to help…”