#deep fried thoughts

[tokidokifish]

dawntrail levels 90-96 vs 96-100

[goldenretriever-boyfriend]

[fanvoidkeith]

sometimes i am so afraid to tell my friends i love them back, because i have no idea what love means. i care about them deeply, as friends, but what do you mean when you say you love me?

it's not exactly something i can ask them and get a clear answer, because love means lots of different things. i tell my family i love them because they say it all the time to me. i tell people i love pizza because i like eating it. i say i love playing some video games because i'm having a good experience playing them.

does love mean family?

does love mean "i want to consume you"?

does love mean "i'm having a good experience with you"?

i don't know. i don't think i'll ever know. all i know is that i care about my friends as deeply as i can, platonically, because that's the only way i know how to.

[superfast-pillowcase]

So this popped in my head a few hours ago and I just. I had to make it. Enjoy.

[ministarfruit]

by the powers of tempura combined, we create… the ultimate tempura

[rosesradio]

there's a rumbling in the earth...a change in the air pressure...is there an hsmtmts renaissance going on that no one told me about??

[mifs]

it's insane how finally getting to cuddle in bed with a sweet puppy boy has literally completely removed the worm in my brain that makes me post on this fucking website. Massive shame that the worm comes back when puppy goes home im going to blow up

[deus-ex-mona]

chapter 5 in o c t o b e r ? ? ?

[willowser]

pls more touya soulmate au!! your tags have me dying, it’s just all so tragic 🥹🥹

isn't it !!!

and what if — it's not you that's hesitant. it's him.

(tw: domestic abuse—not from touya—and suicidal ideation ?? idk how this happened, i'm sorry LOL)

i picture you as — the child of some socialite. your mother's family has always been wealthy, been involved in — let's say — designing hero costumes. haute hero fashion, or something. your mother hosts a lot of events and parties you're expected to attend and your family is well known. elites.

you're engaged to a man everyone thinks is your soulmate — but you know he's not. not because he's only with you for your money or because he hits you, but you feel nothing for him. not even a smidgen. pity, maybe, if you had to assign a label to it. there are no sparks or butterflies in your stomach, not like there used to be; now the only drop of your gut is from his fist.

it's only because of such violence that dabi even approaches you. initially because he plans to smite your little fiancé to nothing, but the strike across your cheek is over and done with before he's able to get out of the shadows, cast with a quickness that only shows your fiancé's knack for being discrete. you're left shivering and bruised on the balcony of some fancy hotel, looking out over the skyline as the party continues without a hitch behind the french doors.

"should ice that." he rasps, still hidden, though it doesn't seem to matter; you don't even spare him a glance. "will bring down the swelling."

you hum, leaning far over the edge as your hair blows in the wind. "they won't notice," he's heard your voice, sure, but it's never been spoken to him and he hates the grip it gains on his chest. "and if they do, then they won't care."

"sounds pretty fucked to me."

at that, you laugh, slipping out of your designer heels and bunching up your designer dress so that you can climb up onto the ledge, wavering as you hold your arms out. the sight makes him sick, draws him out of the shadows with his hands into fists, sweat beginning on the back of his neck.

dabi comes to stand right behind you and — you look like some kind of angel, wrapped in the golden city lights from far below. saliva pools in his mouth because he could gag; at himself, at the worry pooling in his stomach. even a dark thought crosses his mind, one that confirms everything he's been trying to deny: would be my soulmate that killed themselves right in front of me.

"get the fuck down."

you shrug, which is awful, and you still haven't looked at him so he doesn't even know if this shit is real. maybe he's having some kind of allergic reaction or his heart is giving out finally or something. no way to tell for sure until he sees your face, until he sees whatever crosses it.

whatever you murmur gets lost in the whipping wind — but he thinks it sounds like nobody would even notice.

he grabs you so fast, arms fitting around the curve of your waist like they were made to. you're spun around to face him and he nearly loses it, wide-eyed as he watches you watch him. sure, he's seen you a dozen and a half times by now, but not this close, never this close.

the grip you have on his shoulder tightens, but he doesn't think you realize it, and the way you're cataloging him, learning him; how bad are his burns today? some days they're more swollen than others. some days they are still too fresh and his skin is peeling a little bit. some days he hasn't fully burned through and he's left with these ugly fucking scabs and—

"hello," you say quietly, smile growing, eyes soft. "there you are."

and he lets go at once, because now that this is in front of him, he realizes how much he doesn't want it. can't have it anyway, not in this life.

todoroki touya would've been your soulmate, sure. you, with your money and your social status and prominent family name. universe got that part right when you were made, when your future was being planned.

you seem unbothered by him, though, steadying yourself as your breath hitches. "didn't think you existed out there."

"i don't," he grunts, stretching out his hands to feel the pull of his skin. it hurts and it grounds him, keeps him from stopping his retreat.

too bad touya died a long time ago.

[le-agent-egg]

Thh spoilers you have been warned

Do you ever just.

[tyanis]

Poll: Which Resident Evil character ate the most fair food? FINALS!

Not gonna lie guys... the gifs I picked for this set of polls are making my fair food cravings go crazy lol.

Anyway...

While Chris's large appetite is fairly well known, Ashley's massive sweet tooth has apparently been flying under the radar this whole time...

Also, while we're here... which food do you guys think would be their favorites?

[hypnautic-cereal]

My brain can’t sleepppop

You know when you’re boiling oil to deep fry something and it just keeps on bubbling cause that’s what oil does when it boils?

Yeah

The amount of noise in my brain is equivalent to that

[missrosegold]

I have come to the conclusion that writing from Dabi/Touya's point of view is so friggen challenging bc his mind is all over the damn place - ESPECIALLY Post War!Dabi bc yikes.

[tvintedspvrkarc]

the page we all knew was coming .

SORRY okay sorry idk just consider the multi medium to low activity for the moment

[everything-maxriemelt]

First time airfryer buttermilk fried chicken

[roguemonsterfucker]

ok ok thoughts on like, a vampire Billy Hargrove x werewolf Eddie Munson fic?

Hot 🥵

Yes please 🙏