#what am I cooking chat

[sirofreak]

What if I said unwind villain thruple…

It’s like the evil parallel to hayconrisa to me

[kidicaruslover911]

- how many aura points did i loose for getting mad at having to do my chores but then pretended to be a femme housewife that was doing all of this for my nonexistent rich bread winning and absolutely stunning sugar mommy wives (sevika, arlecchino, ambessa and my malewife mizu)

- which made the process of everything so much more enjoyable that i ended up cleaning, cooking and baking more than i actually needed to?

[blimbo-buddy]

Guys I think there's something wrong with my copy of Mouthwashing what is this

(Misc drawings & explanation under the cut)

So there's a mobile version of Mouthwashing that you can download and it's so bad but for some reason I've grown obsessed with it. Not for the bit, genuinely into it. So I gave my own twist on the character designs to make them distinguishable enough(Also some tiny side drawings while making this)

[generalsdiary]

listen I might sound crazy but you know how Aventurine would spend all of his money on his family were they alive? like they grew up poor- worse than poor, and he is always gambling yes- but he is also insanely rich. you just know he'd shower them in money and buy everything for them and that credits today have little to no meaning to him because he has gotten them too late. it wasn't "fast enough" to save them, to ease their lives. and you just know he regrets it, but still hoards more credits, gambling, earning, wasting, etc.

now allow me to draw a parallel to a character in gi most of the fandom doesn't like. dori. LET ME SPEAK- dori's sister died (in her arms) from an illness because her family didn't have enough money to buy the herbs prescribed for her sister's treatment and that is why Dori ends up cherishing every mora/money, turns in a mora hungry capitalist powerhouse and makes everything about her; just money. because she couldn't help her sibling when it mattered. also the "limitless mora" for her comes from receiving a bunch of items from Alice (Klee's mom) - they made a business deal, etc, just a detail.

and it is interesting how most of the fandom dislikes dori so much (meta wise I get it, and also some other povs), when the parallel to aventurine is a straight line and he is loved and liked by so many (granted, I love riney). no amount of mora/credits can bring their family member(s) back or fix what happened, yet they stay in it, hoarding more, be it due to our boy's luck, or Dori's deal and persistence. I know many ppl draw his line to Kaveh, but from this pov it is screaming Dori.

and yh his story is more tragic- but we are talking money rn ppl- stay focused;

here is where their characters differ in the money area. with how little regard he has towards the money, Aventurine, our Kakavasha is so kind, so so kind. he gives out freely, he doesn't give two shits while sending money to the TB (it is worth mentioning that he thinks he also HAS to do it, and that gifts and things of high material value are most appreciated, ex. the gifts the TB receives after become the captain of the ship in penacony. he sadly has a view of it that everyone needs to be given something in return, truly struggling with forming real friendships/relationships except with the TB and Ratio- which I'd love to go more into on another analysis), he openly shares his money to whomever- and in his contrast, dori would probably rather jump off a cliff than give a single gold mora coin to... well, anyone.

both have been through such tragedy and turned rich later on through various means- when it technically no longer matters to them as much as it could've mattered before- and to see one be indifferent towards it/see it as a means to an end & what ppl respond well to vs. the other be stingy to the point she is hurting people while doing it and purposefully putting them in debt (I hate you for what you did to Kaveh TWICE, dori.), makes a really interesting parallel made by hoyo ngl. thoughts?

[sugarpasteltmnt]

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[xxplastic-cubexx]

I really love how you portray how much Erik loves having Charles use his telepathy on him. He's like yeaaa let my hubby penetrate my mind while I penetrate his bo– *anon gets mindwipe*

I DIDNT EVEN THINK OF CHARLES USING ERIKS OWN POWERS TO RESTRAIN HIM WAAAAAAIT your mind ………….. just opened a whole new door to perverted possibilities thank you ………

[wannabemasterofwindintraining]

Sir these are my emotional support marketable minions who are also my family

[laniemae]

Imagine being outed as trans in order to be lifted of suspicion in a murder trial

guys this is my copium for the trial Ojima is not the killer he did nothing wrong trust this is what happened

[rxoxsxy]

the fixation so bad that i had to whip out gacha club... 😞💔

are my designs accurate??? be honest 😕🙏

[jungwnies]

i admit i am deeply in love with charles leclerc

[thatswhatsushesaid]

just woke up from a weird quasi-nightmare where all my fandom pals were suddenly jgy haters who assumed that i, too, was a jgy hater 😬 ohno.jpeg

legit felt like i’d transmigrated into a bizarro alternate universe where AU me was a wwx stan and i had to ~pretend~ lest the system dock me -1000 badass points, thus consigning me to the fandom equivalent of the burial mounds.

[jalo-parker]

I love making self indulgent art..

I am going to draw them together more it is inevitable

[local-lover-boy]

I really need to get checked into a mental hospital but I can't afford to miss my classes I am Fucked™

[cosmical-flowers]

enstars fans when organic chemistry:

molecular formula version

[nmoroder]

Normal abt putting people in situations

[ayo1dk]

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ミ✩ Warnings : General Tomfoolery, Cursing(?), Bad Flirting, Fingers go into a mouth 🫳🫦

ミ✩ Pairing : Miguel O’Hara x Reader (2nd!POV [you/your/yours])

ミ✩ Summary + Relevant Details : You got yanked out of our world, where there is no Spider-Man, and ended up in Miguel’s HQ. They have no idea how to send you home (or where your home is) so you just kind of.. live there. And you make it a point to flirt with annoy Miguel everyday since he taught you how to use, and gave you some loaner, webshooters to get around.

ミ✫ Parts : N/A

ミ✩ Note : im so silly for writing this ahahhah— IF YOU CAME FROM JAI THEN JUST KNOW I COULDNT BE BOTHERED TO MAKE MIGUELS PERSONALITY SO I DID THIS INSTEAD TO SATISFY THE SCENARIO BREWIN IN MY NOGGIN 👹👹👹 if you’re not from jai then don’t worry about what I just said I’m perfectly normal and this is a perfectly normal first post for tumblr trust // this is literally me trying to get back into writing fanfics/oneshots don’t judge the shoddy writing too harshly 😭

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Miguel was, as usual, in his office.. or what counted as his office at least. The clicking of a keyboard was the only sound to be heard in the otherwise quiet room, broken occasionally by a huff of frustration or a small break where he either cracks his knuckles or takes a sip from the coffee cup perched a little to the side of his main computer screen. He was working on getting through some paperwork since it was much easier to breeze through it at his own pace regularly rather than let it pile up and feel overwhelmed trying to do it all at once.

Lyla, ever eager to poke fun at Miguel, projects a little hologram of herself right in front of his screen, hands on her hips as she smiles widely. Sure she’s glitching a little but that’s just par for the course with her. Miguel, however, raised a brow since he didn’t exactly call for her and couldn’t think of anything off the top of his head that might need his attention at this very moment. “Heeeyyyyy,” Lyla says, drawing out the word and pitching her voice just a bit higher than usual. “What is it, Lyla?” Miguel questions, leaning back in his chair and taking a sip of his coffee. Might as well relax since his assistant had a tendency to dance around the issue before getting to the main point.

“Well, I was gonna give you a heads up about something but if you don’t wanna be polite…” She tells him, narrowing her eyes mischievously. The male feels a flicker of apprehension at her cryptic wording, but obviously it couldn’t be too bad if she was messing with him about it. “And what exactly did you come here to tell me?” He pushes, not too keen on getting suckered into saying ‘please’ again. “Nothing!” The AI chirps out before glitching away, leaving Miguel more curious than anything else. Oh well, it couldn’t be too bad—

“COFFEE DOWN, HANDS OUT!” Yells a familiar voice, making Miguel immediately straighten up and put his cup down. His head snaps upwards and his eyes widen at the sight of you, laughing, falling, and narrowly missing the various beams placed above his desk as you hurdled straight towards him. He doesn’t even get a chance to yell back before he has to put his arms out to catch you, mostly out of muscle memory since this isn’t even close to the first time you’ve pulled this stunt.

You let out a grunt as you finally crash down into his arms, mostly from the sudden change from zero gravity to gravity wanting to turn you into a pancake and Miguel thankfully not letting that happen. Still, it doesn’t take long for you to bounce back and plaster your signature grin on your lips. “This would be the perfect time to try out the ‘Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?’ pick-up line on me,” you quip, for what Miguel swears feels like the millionth time, and he promptly drops you, letting you hit the floor since it would no longer result in serious injury.

“What did I tell you about doing that?” He gruffly chastises, crossing his arms over his chest — mostly just to hide his pecs since he could feel you staring at what you dubbed as his ‘man boobs’ — and staring you down disapprovingly. “Not to do it when you’re working!” You easily reply, choosing to sit yourself up but not bothering to actually stand quite yet. “So why are you here now?” His voice sounds absolutely exasperated as you clearly understood what he said so why did you blatantly ignore—

“Well, you weren’t working when I jumped down. Didn’t Lyla interrupt you?” You explain with an innocent smile, like you hadn’t just admitted that you found a loophole to his argument and promptly used Lyla to extort it. And the fact that it’s a reasonable argument only makes Miguel sigh in frustration because of course you would only learn to be crafty when it came to finding ways to annoy him. “Ay por dios…” He grumbles, his eyes closing as he pinches the bridge of his nose and takes a deep breath to calm himself.

After a couple moments of silence pass, he opens his eyes and looks down at you- Oh fuck, you weren’t on the ground anymore.

“We should test the physics of the upside down Spider-Man kiss scene. Purely for science, of course.” Miguel’s head immediately jerked upwards and his eyes widen as he sees your upside down face hanging right in front of his own. But the surprise is fleeting as he quickly regains his usual unamused expression. That seemed to be his signature look whenever you were around. “I’m not kissing you,” he pointedly states before reaching a hand up and quite literally shoving your face away from his, not caring about how uncomfortable it might make you feel—

He pauses, his entire body freezing as he tries to compute what the hell just happened. Slowly, he pulls his hand away from your face, a flicker of horror appearing in his eyes as he stares at his fingers. His saliva soaked fingers. Saliva soaked from going in your mouth.

“Yikes, didn’t think that was how you’d enter me for the first time,” you chuckle out, disconnecting from the web you had been using to hold yourself up and flipping so that you landed crouched on the ground. Your gaze shifted between him, his hand, and the nearest exit. Lyla appeared, hovering over your right shoulder, with a shit-eating grin on her face. “I’d run if I were you,” she suggests, pretending to whisper in your ear but not even trying to be quiet. And with that, you sprinted away from Miguel before he regained his sanity enough to try and pummel you into the ground.

“SEE YOU TOMORROW, DARLING!” You call over your shoulder with a laugh, immediately jumping off the nearest ledge to start plummeting into the depths of the HQ. Maybe he’d forget about this whole thing after a good nights rest…

“Y/N!!!”

…or not.

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