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sabersstuff · 7 months
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Some more roles for Moonless Dream
Monster Teen -> Kel
Snowy -> Aubrey
Tem -> Toad
Catti -> Dess
Jockington -> Minoru
Catty -> Noelle
Huh Susie, Who's that?
Toriel -> Mari
Sans -> Ratau
Papyrus -> Lamb
Bratty -> Berdly
Asgore -> Basil
Rudy -> Asgore
The Mayor -> Forneus
Dess -> Nate
Undyne -> Dr. Coomer
Napstablook -> Soggy Nugget!Lisa
Mettaton -> Fionna
Father Alvin -> Shamura
Gerson -> Father Alvin
Alphys -> Soggy Nugget!Marge
Rudy -> Asgore
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andr0nap · 9 months
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is it a bird? is it a plane? its interdimensional eldritch flying flora!
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kindheartedgummybears · 9 months
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A couple months ago my sibling said that Erin at the end of the game looked like a wet rat and I've never been the same.
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d3lux4ry · 3 months
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Breaking:McDonald’s was never that good I’m not sorry
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thenamelessauthor · 8 months
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my bird took a bath and now she looks like she has phoenix wright hair djshskdb
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dokoni-mo · 2 years
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aw :( soggy chicken nugget bites back. turned on the pvp, the bitch ):
LMFAAAOOOO HE TURNED ON FRIENDLY FIRE 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️
he was only angry because he saw the medic had some sand on them and decided to lash out in the most feral, unhinged way possible
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rougarou06 · 7 months
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getting my wisdom teeth stolen friday and i heard recovery sucks. so not excited :/ like what do i even eat. the only soft food in my house is mashed potatoes.
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wickedhawtwexler · 7 months
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i acquired some soggy chips from my deli today. all is right with the world ladies
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warriorfujoshi · 10 months
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nearing the end of ruina I’m like … love u angela love u roland… I still have no clue what’s gonna happen to my nuggets… like … is sergey just gonna have to get an actual job after the library??? work experience: - LA gangs. - L Corp agent. - Assistant Librarian at Star of the City…??? actually, sergey is the least of my worries… they’ll obviously become a do-gooder fixer that barely earns enough to keep things going because they keep adopting grade 9s… what I should be worried about is the rest of these maladjusted motherfuckers… L corp’s trauma based hiring was the best thing(?) that ever happened to them…
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reallifepotato · 2 years
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Left my food in the toaster (grill?) Thing while I had a shower and I came back and it was 😘👌 so crispy I live
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bonny-kookoo · 4 months
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Jungkook
𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 | Part 23
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You're just so frustrating.
Tags/Warnings: Game Designer!Jungkook, Non Idol AU, established relationship, fluff
Length: 1k Words
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Fuck this.
Jungkook refuses to believe that that was how he proposed to you- he won’t aknowledge it, eating his breakfast cereal with a pout on his face.
„Jungkook, come on.“ You laugh, sitting across from him. „I told you it was perfect-„ you say, though he shakes his head, beginning to talk before he can properly swallow- which makes him choke, and you laugh as he coughs up the stray bits of food that entered the wrong tube.
„I don’t care, it sucked.“ He denies, tears on the edges of his eyes as he drinks some water.
„I mean I did suck you-„ you start, causing him to send a glare your way, but you just sigh. „Jungkook come on. It doesn’t matter to me how you asked me- the fact that you did makes me happy already!“ you tell him, before you tap his bowl. „Now eat your cereal or it’ll get soggy.“
He does- but that still doesn’t lift his mood at all.
He doesn’t really have time to figure out another masterplan like last time, since he’ll have to get back to work soon to not make anybody mad enough to slap some god awful project onto his table to be done before the new year- but maybe he can still come up with something memorable. There’s still some money in the bank, and he’s soon to get his december bonus for the holidays, so maybe a fancy date? Now that he thinks about it, you never went to one together. He doesn’t even really own a suit.
He should get one. And you a pretty dress. But not one that’s too expensive, because he’ll surely break it later back home.
Searching online for a fitting suit and dress for you both during his break, he doesn’t even notice you entering the room- quietly, thinking he might still be working, to put a plate of warm food down for his late lunch, and only now does he notice he’s been working for hours on end again without a proper break. And before he can even thank you properly, you’ve exited his office room again, door clicking into the hinge, as he looks on his plate.
Dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets, and ketchup squirted down in the shape of a heart.
That's it. That's the last straw.
He exits his office with his plate in hand, setting it down on the coffee table next to yours as you were just about to turn on the TV, looking at him all surprised. “Everything ok-“
“You’re doing it again!” He complains, standing there like some upset Sims character, pouting and brows all frowned.
“I’m.. what?” You ask, confused. “..but you love dinosaurs when you’re upset-“
“I do!” He whines out, and you’re halfway expecting him to stomp his leg like a rabbit any second now, as he stands there with his hands clenched to fists. “I really do, and I also love it when you put my ketchup in a little heart there.” He says.
“…okay?” You chuckle, unsure. What’s he getting at?
He sits down next to you, and begins to eat, quietly. You’re not sure what’s wrong with him, but he’s sometimes like this, sometimes he doesn’t make a lot of sense. Or maybe he does, and he just can’t properly explain it well.
“You do-“ he starts, taking a sip of some water to wash down his food, as he shakes his head at his plate. “-You always do so many things for me.” He rants, almost angrily. “like now. You always know how to pick me up when I’m down, or you just-“ he picks one of the dinosaurs up to dip its tail into the ketchup, “-or you just do stuff like this randomly, and it’s the sweetest shit ever!” He exclaims, glaring at his food. “ridiculous.!” He shakes his head again, biting the tail off.
“Yeah cause, I love you?” You giggle, not quite sure what he’s getting at, still.
“Bu’ I ‘ove u ‘oo!” He responds agitated with a whine, before he almost chokes on his unswallowed bite, making you push the glass of water closer that he eagerly takes to help push down his food so he can talk properly. “I love you too, but you’re so good at it, it’s unfair!” He complains, making you laugh.
“How can someone be good at loving someone else?” You snort, pushing his shoulder when he looks at you with his brows wiggling suggestively.
“No but, in all honesty.” He says, sighing as he stares at the last dinosaur waiting to be eaten. “You’re so good at like.. Doing stuff for me. Everything you do is always so special.” He mumbles.
“...so you feel bad now because your proposal wasn’t special enough?” You wonder, and he shrugs, defeated, and nods. “Jungkook, you do know that the way you proposed is literally.. The most uniquely Jungkook-thing you could’ve done? Everyone goes on fancy vacations to propose!” You tell him, and he only hesitantly moves his face to look at you, back arched as he sits with no tension in his body. “Jungkookie, baby, it really doesn’t matter to me.” You press, hand on his thigh-
And it’s then that he notices, and jumps up to run into the bedroom, roaming in one of the drawers for something. “What is it now?” You laugh, as he stubbornly tugs at your hand before he stops.
“Wait which hand goes the ring on again?” He wonders to himself. “And which finger..?” He says, making you giggle, before you tell him where it goes. And the moment it’s on, he stares at it for a good while, just.. Letting it happen.
He’s really doing this. He’s going to marry you.
“We’re gonna have to kind of.. Talk about how we wanna marry.” You say, pulling him from his thoughts.
“Can’t we marry here at home? With bowser?” He wonders, and you laugh at him, pulling him closer to hold his cheeks as you kiss him.
“Like I said.” You giggle, lovestruck. “It really doesn’t matter to me, as long as I’m marrying you.”
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icequeenlila · 4 months
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See right through Me (Locorro)
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context: Spider and Lo'ak got surprised by Quaritch coming home. Lo'ak went out of the window. Spider got called down to the kitchen.
“What is it?” He tried to suppress the roll of his eyes when stepping into the kitchen, but failed miserably.
“First of all, you can stick that attitude up your ass”, his father said from where he was clearing out the dishwasher. “Second of all, there’s chicken nuggets on the table. Eat.”
Spider frowned at him. “That’s what’s so important?”
Yes, he was annoyed, but that didn’t stop him from crossing the room towards the kitchen table. He was hungry after all the kissi- He was hungry after all.
“You always bitch about how they get all soggy when cooled off”, his father answered without looking up at him. “So, for the sake of my piece of mind, yes, it’s that important.”
Spider rolled his eyes again, letting himself plop down onto his chair.
“You know I have eyes at the back of my head”, his father warned.
Spider grinned to himself, rolling his eyes once more for good measure. And then he took a bite of his chicken nuggets.
“How was work?”, he asked over a full mouth, ripping off the lid of the sweet and sour sauce.
His father placed the last plate into the shelf, closing the now empty dishwasher. Then he turned to look at Spider with subdued annoyance.
“Never mind”, Spider groaned, his eyes rolling on their own.
“Spider.” It was a warning. A mild one, but still.
“Okay, okay.”
His father didn’t like him asking about his work. Spider didn’t even know what kind of job he had. Only that it was paid well enough for his father to afford their big ass house, a big ass Jeep, and sending Spider to a big ass private school.
“I’ll just sit here, silently eating my chicken nuggets, pretending my father isn’t probably some kind of mafia boss or criminal”, he said, dipping a nugget into his sauce.
“You say that, still all I can hear is you japing away.” His father was unimpressed by his antics, and Spider knew it was useless to push the topic.
So, he settled for looking down at his food to hide yet another roll of his eyes from the man’s sight. He wondered if Lo’ak would eat once he got home. He had only managed to get him to eat half a slice of pizza earlier. After that they were too busy with eating each other.
Spider cringed at his own choice of words, feeling the tips of his ears burn with shame. Also, it just reinforced pictures from earlier this day, making an endless playlist of Lo’ak smiling, Lo’ak gasping, Lo’ak kissing him, replay before his inner eye.
Spider was so fucked.
“Had fun?” His father’s voice startled him from his indecent thoughts.
“Huh?” Spider looked up at him, feeling the blood shoot to his cheeks at getting caught like that. “What?”
Miles Quaritch tapped two fingers at his own neck. “Got something there.”
Oh shit.
Spider clasped a hand over his neck, only now remembering the mark Lo’ak had left there. He hadn’t yet had the chance to inspect it, so he hadn’t realized how bad it was.
It still tingled.
Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh Eywa, safe him.
His father quirked a brow at him, still unimpressed, leaning against the counter with his big arms crossed over his chest.
“Was it the boy or the girl?”
Spider was still frozen in shock, half chewed nugget forgotten inside his mouth. He frowned at his father, because he literally wasn’t able to do much more.
Now his father was the one to roll his eyes. “Was it the Sully boy or the girl?”
Spider chocked. So much that there were tears springing to his eyes as he coughed against the burn of his throat and down his chest. “Wha- urgh- the fuck?”
His father wordlessly walked over, towards him, giving him two heavy slaps to the back, until Spider spit out a pulp of mashed chicken.
“Why- “
A cough.
“How do you- “
Another cough.
Spider felt sick.
“You don’t have any friends, Spider”, his father said, like it would explain things. “It was the boy, wasn’t it?”
Spider was shocked speechless, unable to do more than stare up at the man in something that was close to fear.
His father, still unimpressed, just gave him a light slap against his temple. “Shame, that kid is a pain in the ass.”
He turned away from Spider, heading for the hallway. “I’m taking a shower. Don’t dare to turn off the light as long as I’m in there.”
(The light switch was outside the bathroom, and young Spider had found it hilarious to turn off the light while his father was standing under the shower. The man sprained his ankle once, because of it.)
“Hope he’s worth the trouble”, Spider heard him say, before the bathroom door fell shut behind him.
And then he just sat there. In the silence of the kitchen. The faint noise of the washing machine, echoing from the laundry chamber, and the shrill ticking of the kitchen clock were the only sounds inside the room.
Spider blinked into empty space. And he blinked again. And again. And again.
“The fu- “
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From chapter 4 of 'See right through Me'
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wonderhecko · 14 days
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lol this is such a greasy photo but the TRUE AND ONLY SECRETS TO HASH BROWN CRISPY PREPARATION.....
1) when you shred the russet potatoes only rinse them ONCE. you need the starch. set the shredded potatoes in salt water for hours. this has a huge effect
2) squeeze all the water out. all of it. you want a ricer for this. put the squeezed potato shreds on paper/towels
3) use a good amount of corn starch in your spice mix
4) high heat!!! the pan has to be hot before you drop your potates!!
theres always room to improve but i like this way more than floppy soggy cakes with a little crisp and more than super processed potato-chip like nuggets ala macdonnel.
and as always...enjoyyy
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1percentcharge · 9 months
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👩‍⚕️ responsibledoctor1852 Follow
everyone praising doctor doctor bliss @ / onlyduckscanquack rn like he didnt abandon the union soldiers he was supposed to treat and leave them to die…. okkkkkkk
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You know what? Fuck this, fuck you. You have no idea what my life is like (^з^)-☆ And newsflash not everyone can be expected to follow the Hippocratic oath all the time you soggy chicken nugget
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surprised you had the time to type this between administering beef enemas dipshit
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kittybroker · 5 months
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How much for this soggy demon?
(her name is nugget. we call her ‘Bluecifer’)
Soggy demon nugget very strange for a kitty. Worth $21.80 regardless!
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mysteriousbabytiger · 4 months
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i'm only saying this once. it doesn't matter what the instructions say or don't say, if you're making microwave chicken nuggets, you have to put a paper towel in there with them and flip them halfway through, got it? otherwise, they'll be sad and soggy. remember this well. i'll see you around, kid.
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