#mysterious kitchen

[jisungarchive]

[SKZ-BEHIND📸]

han, lee know & i.n for mysterious KITCHEN🍴

[lq-skz]

[shanklin]

Sentient Mystery Shack, who is really biased towards Stan, so when Ford tells Stan he has to give it back after the summer it’s on sight.

Ford keeps tripping over nothing, nothing is where it's supposed to be and somehow he keeps running into closets when he tries to go outside.

But the worst part, the WORST part is that Ford's lightbulb just won't. Work. No matter what he does it keeps flickering and exploding.

Ford is spiraling. 

There is no reason why it shoudln’t work. All his trial runs work perfectly. He’s already checked the Shacks wiring three times and relearned this dimensions science from the ground up. 

Nothing works.

The Rift? Bill? The impending apocalypse? Eating? Sleep? Who cares about that. 

WHY. WONT. THE. LIGHTBULB. WORK???

It doesn’t help that Stan keeps laughing at him.

“Then you do it!” Ford eventually snaps at Stan.

Stan shrugs and with a little song under his breath screws his own lightbulb in. It works perfectly.

Stanford screams.

[lunarharp]

scrappies cause HE'S BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 📖

[bumbleboyart]

sweatertown real

[souenkun]

I think what drives me the craziest about yorishima is how he still looks so young despite being grandpa-aged instead of how handsome he actually looks 😭

[rayyanishere1]

one day in the backupsmore uni dorms circa 1970 something

stan: if life gives you lemons, what do you do?

ford: life never gave us lemons. lemons are a manmade hybrid of other citrus fruits. if life did give me lemons, i'd ask where they got them from.

fidds: if life gives you lemons, give them to someone else 'cause you hate lemons.

ford: what about you, stan? what would you do if life gave you lemons?

stan: eat it.

(taken from a very funny convo i had with @sharkiewyu [fidds] and @nazchokey [stan])

[formosusiniquis]

caught flour handed

For the @steddiemicrofic challenge Prompt: cake | WC: 311 | G | no CW A Dustin POV steddie discovery, everyone's fave

Steve has been up to something for weeks. Dustin knows the only way to find out what he’s been up to: sneak in and go through his shit. He’s calling it sneaking too, because if he knows where the key is he doesn’t think it can be called breaking and entering.

He twists the front knob slowly so it doesn’t click in the latch, even mostly deaf Steve always knows when someone’s at the door. Eddie would say crouching before he’s even through the doorway is a dead giveaway that something’s up. But what does he know?

“There are more helpful places your hands could be.” Dustin freezes in place; his hand still on the front door.

“There are less helpful places my hands could be.” That’s Eddie’s voice responding, but his van hadn’t been in the driveway.

“You’re the one that said you wanted cake.” He’s too far from the kitchen to tell, but Dustin would bet Steve has his hands on his hips.

“What if I said I actually wanted beefcake.” 

Steve can be a bit of a ditz sometimes, but Dustin can’t imagine him getting cake and that confused. What would beefcake even be, meatloaf?

“I would say you should have said something before we got up.”

“I would’ve but y’know how you get when your mind’s made up, Sweetheart.”

“No, I don’t actually. Want to share, Edmund?”

“Only that delicious cake you’re making.” Dustin can hear Eddie’s feet moving on Steve’s tile flooring. He’s creeping up on the doorway now, but has to assume based on the giggling that Eddie was moving out of smacking range.

Moving even closer, Dustin can see Steve facing the oven. Two perfect, white handprints on the ass of his jeans. “Your child is lurking,” Steve says, “do you wanna tell him what you’ve been doing to his babysitter, or should I?”

[kennico]

a bit of harry brainrot honestly idk how I ended up here

[sinkat-arts]

Probably a WIP, but just in case it isn't and I don't come back... have some silly domestic Daisuga.

[jisungarchive]

[SKZ-BEHIND📸]

han, lee know & i.n for mysterious KITCHEN🍴

[captainrufflebanger]

Me: what an exhausting day of work I'd sure like to lie down on the couch and rest for a bit.

Dad: ok I'll make dinner :)

Me: thanks. But you're not gonna burn anything on the stove, right?

Dad:

Me: Right?

Dad:

The stove:

[ccaptain]

At this point, it feels imperative to start dwelving deeper into my own self-made piece of lore, the beings of Enigmata.

It has already been tackled Mythus creations come from a simple human being and meets a ''de-evolution'' in order to, then, evolve into a creature of Enigmata. 

We have, however, not explained how the idea for these eternal beings who speak in riddles has come to the Aeon of Enigmata. And to explain this, we need to address the fact that ''rumors'' can't be born from nothingness.

Even the Aeon of Enigmata, Master of Illusions, needs a base to start working on. Lies are not conceived out of thin air; they need a foundation to start, a catalyst to spread the rumors that will ultimately made the listeners stray further and further away from the Truth. In order for the lies to deceive, the foundation set must be truly terrible. It needs to instill terror, to submit someone to terrifying life changes, for someone to indulge in the sweet lies and refuse to take off their eye covers.

So, here it comes:

What are beings of the Enigmata, and how are they created?

Beings of Enigmata start as common human beings, and undergo a long process where their previous identity is burned away to the core, leaving a blank slate to work on. And this is the foundation that Mythus worked on, originally- a corpse, with the most basic of consciences surviving into it.

In order for the transformation into a ''being'' to be complete, the base of an human body needs to be used as a catalyst for said transformation. Once this has been obtained, the Truth of its origins can be shrouded in mystery as the most basic human functions it once operated on are substituted with the functions of its new identity. The Enigmata imbues new powers into it, and shapes them into the uncanny human-like presences that populate the galaxy per my lore.

However, as much as I try to simplify the process of it, it's not a simple process at all.

What Mythus intended to do was alter the original nature of a species into another, aka a transmutation from biological being into an artificial one. The result of changing something like this to the core is bound to give some pushback, in some way, as it's an alteration that clashes with how an human being was originally created: biologically.

You are trying to fit a square into a circular form- it may mold and stick to the newly found form, slowly. it's destiiny is to follow the whim of its molder to fit into the circle, and with time it'll start shaping like the mold- but it'll rebel, at first. It was never supposed to be a circle, in the first place.

This is the clash between the beings new, artificial nature born from a biological one, there's going to be some resistance. This defiance is a ''condition'' that many beings have, a decoloration of some of their extremities along with the partial loss of feeling in the area affected by the ''condition''. It will usually affect the areas the being most uses to let the power of Enigmata flow out of them. The more power used, the more the ''condition'' will spread across the area.

The condition can be called with its proper name now: ''decay''.

Kaeya's hands are not cold because of his element, Ice: those are the body parts he uses the most with his power as Emanator, and thus the most permanently affected by the decay derived from the clash of natures the being-yfication has created.

The power of Enigmata keeps it at bay, somewhat, but also it's the power that has altered the nature of the human body that was once the catalyst for process of being-yfication. Thus, the more this artificial power is used, the more it speeds up the desperate decaying of what's left from their original, biological nature.

No being has ever used an excessive amount of power to try burning away their artificial identity, so far. It is unknown what would happen in this case.

Mythus has crafted ways, particulary substances and objects, to keep this facet of THEIR beings at bay. This is the eternal solution THEY have found, and it seems to work as said objects/substances are found within the Archive of each being, a zone accessible to them. The water from the Misty Sea that makes the decay retrocede in Kaeya's hands will never run out, as the sea just below the mist replenishes itself with lies and deceit among his riddles.

Mythus is often accused of being distant and uncaring; but with the fact that THEY have altered alchemical rules and the biology of humans to make THEIR creations, and went to length to give each one something personalized to keep the side-effects of the being-yfication at bay, would this statement still be considered Truth?

[satans-knitwear]

Orange is such a good colour. Very underrated. 🧡

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[tiny-breadcrumbs]

When his blunt kitchen knife start to get into your nerves

[sapphireswimming]

when the tempting tuna flavor is TOO tempting