#they were eating vegemite btw

[fishy-xp]

compounded disasters

a tiny little drabble into the lives of the theerapanyakul bodygaurds and how they spend their days when they’re not being gay and doing crime. 

ft. all of them, they’re all disasters

The look that crosses the faces of the bodyguards could only be described as cautious pity. You know that look you give to a child who gives you a drawing of yourself, and, despite it giving you insecurities you didn’t initially have about yourself, you take it with a large smile and the lie ‘it’s beautiful’ slips straight through the gaps in your teeth. And you thank them for this monstronsity that you pretend like you won’t burn with your cigarette lighter later tonight as they beem brightly, clasp their hands together and bounce away ready to go disappoint Van Gogh all over again. 

That was the type of look that graced these hardened bodyguards as they watched their foreign colleague crack open a jar of the apparent abyss. 

Ken had excitedly waltzed into the bodyguard commons with a package addressed from Australia. It immediately caught the attention of Arm and Pol, who could immediately smell snacks with their heightened ability to sus out any food within a five mile radius.They circled their colleague with feigned interest which Ken had seen through immediately. 

“What you got there Ken?” Arm asks curiously as Pol nods eagerly, both hands wrapped around the other’s arm and tugging on it excitedly. 

The black-haired bodyguard eyes them as he rifles through the fridge and drawers. He gathers some utensils, crackers and butter before walking back over to the table where the two other males are eagerly awaiting him. He pulls out a chair and takes a seat. 

“I’ve been feeling a bit homesick, so I ordered somethings from Australia.” 

“What kind of things?” Pol immediately chirps in, his intentions seeping through his giant smile and leering gazed zoned in on the package resting between Ken’s hands. 

Ken sighs, deciding not to drag this out any longer. He slices through the tape with his knife and fishes out a package of chocolate covered cookies before passing it to the couple. Arm takes it in his hands and looks back at Pol like they’ve just been given a solid bar of gold. Pol jumps a few times on the spot, his smile growing even wider. They quickly attract the attention of Pete, Porsche and Big as they also come over to check out what was happening. 

Tankhun’s bodyguards and Porsche happily pass around the cookies, standing on one side of the table whilst Big stops behind where Ken is sat, hands shoved leisurely into his pant pockets. Their joy is soon replaced by disgust as a pungent smell wafts into surrounding air. Ken holds in his hand a yellow packaged jar and the contents looks like a thickened slab of tar. He picks up a spoon and gathers a generous helping of what honestly looks like frozen soy sauce. 

“Try.” 

It’s short of an order. 

The four bodyguards look between themselves with strained eyes, each silently refusing to budge. Porsche nudges Pete a bit too harshly as the other stumbles forward. Ken raises the spoon higher towards Pete who accepts it with the same forced smile and laugh he has permanently plastered onto himself whenever Khun Vegas was around. He takes the spoon with both hands before stepping back to his fellow traitors friends. He turns to Porsche who also puts forth his ‘hey thanks but no thanks’ smile, the one where his teeth barely poke through and there’s only pain in his eyes, as he raises his hand to refuse politely. 

“I’m allergic.” 

“You don’t even know what it is.” Pete whispers back harshly. He scowls at his roommate and turns to the other pair. He reaches for Arm’s hand and forcibly raises it before passing the spoon into the palm of the unfortunate IT genius. Arm stares at the offending thing like it was poison. He turns to the man beside him. 

“You try it Pol.” 

The taller man gives him a hesitant look but in the end, he knows he can’t refuse Arm. He lets the other feed him, biting down as his teeth cuts through the thick condiment. He immediately reels as his face crumples in on himself. 

“What the fuck is that?! That is nasty!” 

Arm hands back the spoon to Pete as he quickly fetches a glass of water. A hand wraps around Pol’s neck as the glass is held up towards his lips and he takes generous sips. He raises his own hand to hold onto Arm’s wrist in thanks. Porsche and Pete also take tiny samples of the thing, the curiousity getting the better of them and they form the same pulled expression, hands reaching for the other roommate’s shoulder as they collectively lean over and try not to gag. 

“That tastes like Khun Nu’s carp food.” Pol states once he’s gotten the taste out of his mouth. 

Porsche and Pete stop their shared pain to look at Pol and even Big’s snide expression at watching them all suffer falters into confusion at the statement. Pol’s face falls. 

“Not that I know what carp food tastes like.” He quickly says before grabbing the water from Arm and chugging down the remainder like his life depended on it. 

Ken chuckles as he picks up a cracker and spreads a thin slice of butter and an even thinner slice of the abyss condiment onto it. He hands it over to Big who takes it cautiously. He takes a bite and pleasant surprise graces his sharp features. 

“It’s not bad.” 

“That’s because you’re not meant to have it by the spoonful.” Ken explains, earning glares from four different pairs of eyes from the other side the table. Big smiles down at the other as he takes another bite of the cracker. 

“What’s going on here?” The familiar voice of the second son floats into the commons as the six bodyguards stand to attention. 

Kinn walks over to the group, the sight of his favourite bodyguard (the ‘s’ at the end comes after he’s stop admiring Porsche’s knowing smile) all huddled around and being civil for that matter. A wicked idea forms in the forefront of Porsche’s mind as he quickly grabs the spoon and the jar. He scoops a giant spoonful and holds it out to Kinn. 

“Ken was showing us some delicacies from his home country. This is the best one, it’s absolutely delicious. You have to eat it all in one go.” 

Porsche watched on with insourmountable glee as Kinn shoves the entire spoon into his mouth whilst five bodyguards begin to pray that they are still alive in the next few seconds. 

#kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #kinnporsche drabble #kinnporsche writing #bigken #armpol #bodyguard shenangians #i hope yall enjoyed it #should i make this a series hehe #did yall make out my lil ghost ships as well huehuheu #kinn theerapanyakul #porsche pitchaya #they were eating vegemite btw #compounded disasters

[nukey-draws]

Zero makes a few dozen teacakes for work (bake sale maybe?) and they were so delicious that Taz couldn’t help but eat the entire batch. Looks like Zero’s now going to the store to buy some cookies to pass off as his own, right after he treats Taz’s stomachache of course. Btw, vegemite is Taz’s least favorite food. Ironic, huh? 😛

#Metal gear #metal gear solid #metal gear series #major zero #oc #oc x canon #oc x canon shipping #oc x canon couple #30 day otp #30 day otp challenge #baking #my art

[fireinmoonshot]

Could I request a headcanon of Merlin being married to an Australian? The language barrier is probably one of the funnier hurdles they’d have to face I’d imagine hahaha I love your writing btw!

I’m hoping that these are okay, considering I’m Australian���

Merlin hates Vegemite. Whenever you pull it out, he insists you put it away.

Much to his dismay, you also bring your kids up eating it. 

When you’re on long drives and you ask to stop at the servo, Merlin is confused.

Merlin prefers KFC, but you prefer Macca’s. 

You tried to get Merlin into liking sausage sandwiches, but he really wasn’t having it.

Merlin isn’t used to you referring to people as ‘mate’ even when you aren’t friends.

When Merlin complains about hot weather, you pretty much just glare.

Merlin actually wants to visit Australia one day to see where you were brought up.

He prefers scotch. You prefer beer.

When you say something extremely Australian that he doesn’t understand, he’ll stop and look at you, completely and utterly confused, until you explain what you said.

One Australian thing he loves are meat pies.

He thinks your accent is pretty adorable. 

You think the same about his, though he insists it is absolutely not adorable.

#merlin #merlin kingsman #kingsman #merlin x reader #kingsman x reader #MH #headcanons #merlin headcanon #merlin headcanons #kingsman headcanon #kingsman headcanons

[misplacedsp-ace]

11 Questions

Hello! I was tagged by @charmedmistake (they are amazing btw)

Rules: 1. Always post the rules 2. Answer the 11 questions they ask you 3. Ask your 11 questions that you make 4. Tag people to answer your q’s

Here goes: 1. What’s your favorite drink? (Hot or cold) Hot chocolate with marshmallows made with milk.

2. What is your preferred type of weather? Warm, but not hot. Usually around 50-60 degrees Fahrenheit.

3. If you could move permanently in the world, where would you go? Niagara Falls, on the Canadian side. It’s so beautiful and everyone is so friendly.

4. What do you wanna do as a career? I want to be a rocket scientist, someone who could help design and build a machine that sends humanity to the stars.

5. Do you like Vegemite/would you try it? I’ve never had Vegemite before, but I would try it, just to find out what it tastes like.

6. When is your favorite time to listen to music? At home with full volume, where I can dance and sing as badly as I want without being judged.

7. What’s your favorite joke to tell? Water you doing? 💧🌊💧🌊💧

8. Did you ever watch those CGI Barbie movies? Yes, they were a part of my childhood.

9. Which Pokemon would you pick if you could have one? I would choose Eevee idk sorry I don’t have that much Pokemon knowledge.

10. Your first words? My first word was said as I was reaching towards the remote: Movie. (It was meant for me to be a fangirl from the start.)

11. Can a match box? No, but a tin can!

Here are my q’s to your a’s: 1. What is your favorite song by your favorite band? 2. What’s the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen? 3. How do you release your stress? 4. 3 main fandoms? 5. Which language would you want to be fluent in that you can’t speak now? 6. What is the talent you are most proud of? 7. Would you be singing, dancing, or playing the music? 8. Would you rather always have to eat ice cream with 1 topping you like and one you don’t like, or no toppings at all? 9. Finish this sentence: Everybody give it up… 10. What’s your favorite country and your favorite flag? 11. What was the last thing you did that you truly enjoyed?

I tag @chaosonax, @layla55288, @self-titled-insomniac, @squishyphandomtrash, @fruity-howell,

stay awesome to all my internet friends

[sohannabarberaesque]

Featured on Sis and Honey Radio's worldcasts during the Hanna-Barbera Convocation over the Minneapolis Aquatennial:

[In case yiu're asking, Sis and Honey Radio is a "pop-up" shortwave radio station which worlddcasts fron the motorhonme of the former stars of "The Hanna-Barbera Happy Hour" from time to time. And during their presence as part of the recent Convocation coincident with the Minneapolis Aquatennial, Sis and Honey Radio, in addition to the odd selections of esoteric music and banter, featured the following Interesting Highlights during its overnight broadcast run:]

Tuesday night/Wednesday morning: General explanation and preview of the convocation, featuring interviews with the organisers (Huckleberry Hound and Snagglepuss) explaining the concept. Also interviewed: Touche Turtle, Dottie (Clue Club), Mark (Speed Buggy), Ricochet Rabbit

Wednesday night/Thursday morning: Edited Highlights of the Banana Splits/Cattanooga Cats Concert at First Avenue, with interviews among such in attendance. Also some observations on recent travels on their part, and interviews with Magilla Gorilla, Yogi Bear, Penelope Pitstop, "Augie" and Skip (The Funky Phantom) and the Skatebirds

Thursday night/Friday morning: Largely an all-night jam session with the Cattanooga Cats following their impromptu outdoor concert, and plenty of interviews. Scoots' story was about a sweet-corn boil at "the crossroads" which somehow got rather absurd when the inevitable "crazy cousins" of his challenged each other to see who could eat the most such in 15 minutes (only to have the whole ending in a tie!)

Friday night/Saturday morning: Interviews with the likes of Mr. Jinx, Undercover Elephant, the Hair Bear Bunch, the crew from "Goober and the Ghost Chasers", Augie Doggie and Doggie Daddy and a recorded conversation with Peter Potamus flying in his Magic Balloon some days earlier over the South Dakota lakes country around Watertown

Saturday night/Sunday morning: "Saving the best for last," as it were, with interviews of Ruff and Reddy, Loopy De Loop, Scooby-Doo's crew, Mildew Wolf, Kwicky Koala (including an on-air sampling of Vegemite on SAO with Nerada Tea) and Crazy Claws, adding some wonderful remarks about his run-ins with Hanna-Barbera's Funtastics in Wisconsin Dells, his current habitation

Sunday night/Monday morning: General wrapup and some final observations before powering down, packing up and moving on out to where they may be heading next

(BTW, Sandy and Monica from "Dinky Dog" assisted Sis and Honey throughout with handling the e-mail questions and reception reports from listeners, as came in from some 29 countries.)

#fanfic #hanna barbera #minneapolis aquatennial #sis and honey #vignette #convocation #shortwave radio #pop-up station