Bruce was following half of Doug’s advice. He was spending more time in the lake, but he wasn’t going to give the vegan thing up just yet. Maybe after what happened at the carnival, Bruce just wanted to feel like he was succeeding at something. He was sure he could make it work; plenty of people did this, so why couldn’t Bruce?
He didn’t feel entirely himself lately, though. Magic had returned to Swynlake in full force, and with it, Bruce’s appetite for fish. But he just needed some better substitutes, Bruce knew he did. So here he was in the Moon Market, flipping through a new cookbook he’d picked up from the library and trying to figure out how to make the recipes work.
“Excuse me—” he said to someone else who was near the tofu section of the produce aisle. “Do you know anything about meat substitutes?”
So as some of you might know there are three ways to cook the right way the wrong way and the belvira way. And now my Apple pie egg rolls are apple pie nachos
Before there was We Are Number One, one remix dared to take over the world.
Lazytown is a pretty unambitious children's about teaching kids to exercise so that they could run faster from their demons when they are older but its music remains memorable, especially Cooking By The Book once someone named Mastgrr got their hands on it. Lil Jon is so inappropriate when he pops up...and it's so hilarious that the video treats him like he was always there. Just a loud dude screaming about getting hard-ons at the club while these puppet are trying to bake. It's so crass and simple...it's brilliant.
Back at the cabin, Eduardo asks Vulcan to cook with him today, and maybe show him a few tricks in the kitchen. Despite his stresses, Vulcan welcomed the opportunity for distraction and getting to sink into something creative and fun, and also help out a great friend. They chatted while they cooked, two young men dreaming up kitchen magic and taking a break from the troubles outside the counter space.
If they're not familiar with the ancient memes, they're too young for you, comrade. Anyway if you do the cooking by book then you'll have a BREAK IT DOWN BITCH LET ME SEE YOU BACK IT UP
Remember when I said I would post somewhat consistently due to my backlog of art?
Well that was a fuckin lie.
Anyways, here’s an animatic I made with MHA OCs. You’ll recognise Nova from my previous post.
The other shorter-haired girl is Yua Ping, an OC of one of my friends. Yua is a great cook, having learned from her dad who took her in since she was an orphan.
The other girl is Ayami Tanaka, an OC of another friend of mine. Ayami is a slime girl that likes making food abominations. Nova is also her girlfriend and so she fully supports Ayami in her culinary endeavours.
I’ll probably maybe have a SlimeStar (Ayami and Nova’s ship name) post soon-ish, based on how soon I finish a drawing I wanna do. I’ll explain Ayami’s quirk there, as well as some backstory on how SlimeStar met and eventually got together.
This animatic was also heavily inspired by an MHA cooking by the book animatic I saw a while ago that I can’t find anymore. It was in a similar style to this, with black and white, simplified representations of the characters. If anyone knows which one I’m talking about and could send it to me, that’d be greatly appreciated.
I just read a detailed account of the Bal des Ifs and I’d never realised how funny this event was when you don’t focus on Madame de Pompadour. All I was taught at school is that it was the masquerade ball in 1745 where Louis XV first took (public) notice of la Pompadour, but what I didn’t know was that the former royal mistress had recently died so there was a vacancy so to speak, and a lot of noblewomen showed up specifically hoping to catch the King’s attention.
But he came dressed up as a shrub (a yew tree similar to the ones in the royal topiary gardens) along with seven other men in identical costumes, so no one knew for sure which one was the King. People always focus on how Madame de Pompadour recognised the royal shrub and talked to him, but what about the women who didn’t!! History is written by the winners but I want to hear about the women who doggedly danced the minuet with random shrubs hoping this one was the one. My book mentions that a determined noble lady followed a yew tree outside the room on a hunch, only to find that she had bet on the wrong shrub. This is what the shrub costumes looked like by the way, imagine stalking one all over the park of Versailles at night because you think his gait looks kingly and you are an ambitious noblewoman