#everyone get in here

[asktheraggededges]

What's the best kind of sauce for pasta?

Alfredo. Other answers are allowed.

Allowed to be wrong, that is.

I'll have spaghetti and meatballs.

You can't beat proper spag bol. With carrots and celery, milk and white -yes white - wine. The mince she be a 70-30 mix of beef and pork. If I'm honest, I go 65-35. Absolute king shit.

Typical that so many feel the need to put sauce on pasta. Like some sort of schola cafterium. Pasta should be wholegrain and served with oil and butter, garlic, onions, slivered anchovies and olives.

Like anyones going to find anchovies. Seriously, just put ketchup on it. Dice up some pieces of hotdog or spam into if you must.

That sounds beastly.

It's KD what do you want.

[bizarrebazaar13]

what if your doppelgänger wasn’t evil it was just a person. what if your doppelgänger wasn’t trying to replace you it was just trying to learn to be a person and you were the best model it had. what if your doppelgänger looked at you with your eyes and said with your voice that it just wanted to be loved. what then.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Everyone loves FNAF music man.. even Michael

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[neapenning]

First morning on the Express 🚂

[janederscore]

"epic aoc/bernie/whoever statement dunking the new drumpf administration" oh my god nobody gives a fuuuuuck. nobody. anywhere in the world. worthless do-nothings who won't lift a finger to actually oppose the inhumane actions of the us empire but are more than happy to say the right keywords to proc gullible idiots into giving them their mom's credit card number and the three special digits on the back. shut up

[donutdrawsthings]

Can we talk about this? I feel like not enough people talk about this happening in the movie

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[mroddmod]

WENDAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!

[demi-pixellated]

✨⚔ The Veilguard 🛡✨

[inkskinned]

you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

PD-MDZS: The Hallmark Episode.

[angel-fruitcake]

"I kinda wish there had been a different, uh, [...] wrap up to the show. Um, and I know that that's kind of controversial to say, and it'll look like it's egotistical 'cause I wasn't in the end of the show. Uh, which it is. I'm certainly partly fueled by that. But I think that, in a way, maybe it's a good thing, um, that the show, in my- to me, uh, I felt like the end of the show left- left me wanting more, and different- and it felt like it left- it left things unanswered. And it left storylines unresolved, and maybe open for future mining. So I'm gonna take that as a good thing, and like, maybe- maybe there is an opportunity to reboot or- or revisit, uh, the end of Supernatural in some way, at some point down the road. I think it would be so fun to- to dip our toes back into that, not maybe for another 15 seasons... but, you know, certainly 11 or 12."

~ Misha Collins, SPNNASH 2024

[zorangezest]

1/3

here we go! the longest comic i've ever drawn and one of my favourite things i've ever made! and it's. for this crack transformers au. what have i done. ive spent so long on this

next

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!