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class-1b-bull · 25 days

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1-B's students have each been charged with baking a cake to bring to a social function, but have only remembered that shortly before they're due to leave! What do they do?

Not proofread we die like men

Awase - the cake tastes good enough but all the decorations (including the frosting itself) is welded into place. He didnt freeze the cake before putting on the icing either so its all melted.

Sen - he tried to speed things up by using his quirk to mix the ingredients. Anyways he ended up not bringing the cake he was supposed to because he had to spend all day with recovery girl for the cake ingredients that got in his eye.

Kamakiri - the cake tasts surprisingly good but it looks terrible. He barely managed to get it in on time and even then it dosent look like a cake but the taste is amazing. All he did was follow some cake tutorial but he stopped watching it once the decorating part came around

Kuroiro - the cake surprisingly dosent look that bad despite how rushed it is. It could definitely taste better but it ends up being just for display anyways

Kendo - you can tell that she really tried to make it look good and taste better but it definitely looks a bit rushed. Despite everything its a pretty good cake

Kodai - no one knows how but the cake came out perfectly. If you ask her about it she will just tell you she followed a tutorial lmao

Komori - she tried her best and shes so proud of how it turned out but it looks like a blob of frosting. It tasts decently good but it has a weird after taste.

Shiozaki - she used her vine hair to help her multi task the whole time so it actually looked and tasted pretty good despite how rushed it was. Shes really proud of it (as she should)

Shishida - he has a big hoodie and like 6 layers of plastic gloves on because he dosent want his fur to end up in the cake. And putting all that on takes up half of his time before he needs it. He probably gets some help from a friend or classmate to get it in on time (overall a decent cake though)

Shoda - I cant decide if hes a better cook than Gordon Ramsay or cant boil water without it catch fire. So it just keeps flipping for each cooking headcanon i write lmao. Anyways i think the cake looked horrible but tasted okay.

Pony - she ended up panicking about how little time she had because she forgot so by time she actually started it was almost time to turn it in. She ended up just going to the store and bying a cake since the cake she started trying to cook ended up under cooked and burnt at the same time.

Tsubaraba - he never remembered to make the cake until someone called him and asked him about it. He bought the cheapest cake he found at a local bakery so he ended up showing up with a big cake with 'happy birthday nicole!' Written on it. And no he dosent know a nicole

Tetsutetsu - he set the ovens temperature to x2 the recommended temp so he could cook it twice as fast. The inside of the cake was raw still and the outside was burnt beyond recognition. He wrote 'i tried' with a little smiley face on top to try and make it more appealing but the icing just melted.

Tokage - she took no risks and just used one of those cake mixes that you just add egg and water too. She forgot to spray the pan since she was rushing so when she tried to take it out the cake stuck to the pan. She tried to cover the mistake with icing but it didnt work that well.

Manga - the cake is okay but the icing and decorations is surprisingly good despite how rushed it is. The cake dosent taste great but since it looks nice it was just used as a display piece.

Honenuki - idk how he did it and he dosent either but that cake was perfect it tastes and looks like he spent days perfecting it but he whipped it up in less than an hour.

Bondo - he probably just gets a store bought cake (that actually matches the occasion unlike Tsubaraba) and he just apologizes for forgetting

Monoma - he tried and hes very proud of his cake but the frosting gives it a weird aftertaste. For some reason despite how last minute his cake was he decided to experiment with a frosting flavor he watched a professional do on some baking show. Fully confident that he could get it first try (which he didnt)

Reiko - she used her quirk during the whole cake making process to the point where she barely did anything herself. The cake came out quite good and looked great as well. The icing was a little melted because she didnt freeze the cake long enough after it cooked but overall it turned out well

Rin - he tried and despite how bad it looks you can definitely tell that there was an attempt. (Im trying to be nice since hes my favorite but it fucking sucked okay) he probably worried about it since hes barely baked before and stayed up too late the night before looking up how to make a cake in the first place which led to him sleeping in for way too long

Gif anime - dungeon meshi

#much like the prompt I waited til last minute to write this lmao #bnha headcanons #class 1b #bnha headcannons #mha headcanons #kosei tsuburaba #rin hiryu #sen kaibara #awase yousetsu #juzo honenuki #shihai kuroiro

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sweeterthansammy · 3 years

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PROMPT LIST

Listed below are angst, fluff, smut, and some random/general prompts so please specify which genre(s) you would like me to write. Some of these prompts were found on Pinterest, but the majority of them are mine, as well as @babyboy-cody ‘s. Also, please, please, please ask me before using this prompt list, seeing as not all belong to me.

Angst:

“I never loved you!”

“Just leave.”

“You did this to yourself.”

“Get out of my fucking life!”

“There was no other way.”

“When were you going to tell me.”

“Get away from me.”

“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!”

“I’m fine - stop asking.”

“I’m done trying to help you.”

“Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

“You’re just a piece of shit who cares about no one!”

“When are you gonna learn to stop lying?”

“Are you happy now? This makes you really fucking happy, doesn’t it?”

“You said you’d always be there for me...how come you weren’t there when I fucking needed you?”

“Is this how little you think of me?”

“Just pack your shit and go. It’s the least you can do after all the pain you’ve caused me.”

“I’m never gonna love you, get that through your head.”

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“I don’t need you and I most certainly do not need this.”

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“Thanks for nothing.”

“I can’t forgive you.”

“Why can’t you love me back?”

“What did I ever do to you?”/“What have I ever done to you?”

“Can’t you see that I’m trying?”

“Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.”

“I’m tired of this.”

“You’re breaking me.”

“No, I understand. Go. Leave. They always leave, it’s fine.”/”Just leave like the rest of them do.”

“You never loved me, have you?”

“What makes you think that I truly care about you or any of this?”

“Can you please be happy for me for five minutes?”

“Walk out that fucking door and we’re over.”

“I’m giving you to the count of ten. If you don’t come after me, we’re through.” (Beck and Jade vibes lmao)

“You can’t win if someone has nothing to lose.”

“Don’t come running back to me when you find your little heart broken again. Got it?”

“I’m not your goddamn babysitter.”

“All I want to do is forget. Forget that I ever met you, forget that I ever fell in love with you, forget how easy it is to get addicted to you. I just want to forget you as a whole.”

“You will never be anything.”

“You have to choose.”

“I miss your smile, your laugh, your eyes. I just...I miss you.”

“Don’t you remember?”

“I never want to see you again.”

“I can never look at you the same after that.”

“You were my everything.”

“You keep doing this and I-I carry on like we’re fine!”

“We’re not okay, stop telling yourself that we are!”

“You did this to me.”

“I’ve never hated a person any more than I do you.”

Fluff:

“I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“Shhh, it was just a bad dream. It’s okay, baby.”

“I’m here for you.”

“Your lips are so soft, I could kiss ‘em all day.”

“‘Us’...I like the sound of that.”

“You’re my sunshine, my world...I want to be with you for an eternity.”

“Am I your wallpaper?” “You weren’t supposed to see that!”

“Stay with me, please.”

“Maybe we should be more than friends.”

“I know you want me just as much as I want you.”

“My heart beats for nothing except you.”

“I couldn’t have asked for anything greater than you.”

“I don’t care if I don’t sleep tonight as long as I’m with you.”

“It just breaks my heart to see how mean people are towards you.”

“You want to try that again, asshole? That’s my boyfriend/girlfriend you’re messing with.”

“I would do anything it takes to make you feel happy and safe, I don’t care the cost.”

“I don’t care what anyone says about me, you...us.”

“I love you with all of my heart.”

“I’m never gonna let you go, don’t worry.”

“Go to sleep, you haven’t got any rest in the past few days.”

“Cuddle me?”

“Could you hold my hand?”

“You’re not leaving without giving me a hug first.”

“You’re so warm - share it with me!”

“Mom/Dad, please don’t tell him/her what I said about him/her.”

“Isn’t that my sweater?” “No, it’s our sweater.”

“I’m having your child.”

“I hate you.” “Oh, you love me.”

“Aw, did I make you blush, darling?”

“My friends get annoyed as to how much I talk about you sometimes.”

“It’s fine if you’re busy...but, would you want to get lunch with me? Even brunch is fine...of course, if you aren’t busy.”

“Have you gone soft on me?”

“Stop smiling at me. I can’t keep stuttering and messing up my sentences.”

“It’s like our hands were made to fit each other’s.”

“Lemme kiss your booboo.”

“‘S too early, can you stay in bed a little longer?!”

“Are you done yet? I’m bored out of my mind?” “C’mere, you can sit on my lap ‘til I’m done working.”

“After everything that we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”

“We were meant for each other.”

“I’ve been excited to see you all day.”

“Can I at least shut the door before you decide to pounce on me the moment I come home?”

“Kiss me again, like you mean it.”

“Are you my secret admirer, the one that’s been sending me all the flowers and notes?”

“Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we’d end up together.”

“You make me happy.”

“You’re more than that.”

“I’ve lost everything, I’d be stupid enough to lose you.”

“I fell in love with you, not them.”

“What I am craving a nice, sloppy kiss. You think you can get me that?”

“You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.”

Random:

(Prompts that are bolded belong to @babyboy-cody - their prompt list is amazing 🥲✋)

“When the world comes crashing down, who’s ready to party?”

“I hope you die out there.”

“I love sarcasm. It’s like punching people in the face, but with words.”

“Just remember, if we get in trouble, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.”

“Life is not a fairytale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk.”

“I’m shy at first, but I do the stupidest things when I get comfortable with someone.”

“Some people just need a high-five. In the face. With a chair.”

“Chocolate comes from cocoa which is a tree. A tree is a plant. Therefore, chocolate is a salad.”

“That’s a horrible idea…let’s do it.”

“If you ran like your mouth, you’d be in good shape.”

“Everything is funny as long as it’s happening to someone else.”

“You know how you can smack something to get it to work? I wish I can do that to people.”

“I drink to forget, but I always remember.”

“You can roll it into a tightwad and shove your dick into it.”

“I am the type of person that will sit in the bathroom and cry, but then walk out like nothing ever happened.”

“Technically, I'm single. But my heart is taken by someone I can't have.”

“I look like I shouldn’t even be standing next to you.”

“Better to have an enemy that slaps you in the face than a friend who stabs you in the back.”

“I thought you were dead.”

“Wakey, wakey, sunshine.”

“Fucking dweeb.”

“Hit me with your best shot.”

“You’re pissing me off again.”

“I’ve been waiting to kick your ass all week.”

“If you do that again, I’m going to throw you out the fucking window.”

“Don’t touch that!”

“How did you do so much damage?” “Well after I dropped it the first time-” “You dropped it more than once?” “I panicked!”

“You’re an idiot, I’m an idiot. We’re the CEOs of Club Idiot.”

“The world is going to end in seconds.” “Then I’d like to spend the last moment on Earth kissing you.”

Smut:

“Bite me.”

“Keep running that pretty little mouth of yours, it won’t get you anywhere.”

“Prove it.”

“Bite your lip one more time and I won’t hesitate to bend you over that [surface] and fuck you silly.”

“Do it then.”

“Oh, just fuck me would you?”

“Yell at me again and I’ll give you a justifiable reason to scream.”

“Fuck me like it’s your last day on Earth.”

“You want to keep going or you want me to start railing you?”

“Keep up that little attitude of yours and let’s see where it gets you.”

“Make me.”

“Let the neighbors know my name, baby.”

“Am I fucking you too good?”

“Stupid little cunt, you can’t even form proper words.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“Show me how you play with yourself.”

“Wait on the bed for me like the good little boy/girl you are.”

“Does he/she make you feel as good as I do?”

“You taste so sweet, baby.”

“Whose [body part] is this?”

“Let me finish this and I promise to go down on you ‘til you cry.”

“If you make me stop what I’m doing, I’ll have your legs wobbling for the next week.”

“You make a sound and it’s game over, got it, pup?”

“The only way you’re getting off is with my [body part], don’t even think about anything else.”

“Were you just masturbating?” “I- uh- no?”

“Lemme help you with that, baby.”

“I haven’t touched you yet and you’re soaked.”

“All of this for me?”

“You like my hand around your neck, don’t you.”

“Such a nasty little slut.”

“Always down for anything, huh baby?”

“One more time - what’s the safeword?” “[Safeword].”

“Shut your mouth, would you?”

“Stop whining and take it.”

“Keep those pretty eyes open for me.”

“I’m gonna mess you up, my love.”

“I’m sure we can put those pretty lips to better use.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“You belong to me.”

“This is all mine.”

“You’re so cute - begging like that would get you out of this.”

“Hold. Still.”

“Beg for me, baby.”

“Aw, repping [person] now, are you?”

“Let me take care of you.”

#prompts #prompt list #sammy's prompt list

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sortasirius · 4 years

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5 or 19 for Destiel. :)

Hello my friend because I have been so bad at writing prompts or one shots you get BOTH

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Prompt me up!

5. “WHO LEFT THE TURKEY IN THE OVEN?!”

Words: 1053

A Christmas fic??? I guess my brain just wants the year to be over lmao

Three hours, thirty two minutes, and twenty seven seconds. Sixteen minutes and twenty five seconds until his next check. Dean is not anal-retentive, thank you very much for asking, he just knows that turkeys have about a five minute window from being raw to being like eating sand. It is an exact science that he has perfected over the years. And that is not going to be messed up tonight.

The bunker’s halls are filled with cheesy Christmas music, the smell of the meal that Dean has literally been working on since dawn wafting into every room. It’s their first Christmas as a real family, with Jack back and, well, whole. With Eileen, with Cas. Dean hasn’t had a Christmas since before he went to hell, and even though he clutched that night to his heart like a precious scrap of paper, he’s excited to have a holiday where they don’t have to worry about the next big bad thing coming to get them, or to have tragedy hanging over their heads. To, you know, be normal. Well, as normal as you can get when they had all died multiple times and two of their guests were angelic in nature, the other one recently resurrected from the great beyond.

“You need to talk to Cas,” Sam’s voice comes from the doorway, and Dean barely spares a glance in his direction, too focused on his goal to think about much else. Eileen is with Sam, looking concerned. Concerned enough that Dean stops chopping onions and wipes his hands on his apron (aprons fucking rock).

“What d’you mean? What’s wrong?”

“He says he caught wind of a case,” Sam’s eyebrows are knitted in concern, “He wants to leave.”

Dean feels the color drain out of his face, which is a little embarrassing.

“He wants to leave? Like now?”

“Yeah, he’s grabbing some stuff and getting ready to go.”

Dean stares at them, and then at the oven, where his masterpiece is roasting. He checks his watch. Okay. He has about twenty minutes until he needs to take it out. Well, seventeen minutes and forty-three seconds to be exact. Dean sways on the spot, torn between his carefully prepared and polished bird and having an empty place at the table he had carefully laid out the day before, with the place next to him being empty.

Neither sound appealing, but one makes his gut twist. He decides to handle that one.

He washes his hands methodically, trying to get them as clean and onion-free as he possibly can. Approaching Sam and Eileen, he pokes Sam in the chest.

“Watch that turkey. It’s gotta come out in,” he checks his watch again, “Fifteen minutes and fifty-seven seconds.”

“Okay Dean.”

Dean narrows his eyes and stands his ground, looking between both of their amused faces.

“I’m serious.”

“I can tell you are,” Eileen grins at him, “Please just go get Cas.”

Dean sways again, taking one last sweeping look at the kitchen before stomping towards Cas’ room. Empty. Fuck.

He checks the garage, the basement, checks in with Jack in his room, before finally hearing clanking in the armory. Fucker, gonna take his guns on Christmas Day before he can have his turkey? Dean doesn’t think so.

Cas is methodical in his movements, checking which weapons he was taking and diligently marking them on a list.

“You headed somewhere?”

Cas’ eyes meet his, and Dean’s hostility immediately melts.

“I caught wind of something, but don’t let me put a damper on the festivities, I’ll be back shortly.”

“And this can’t wait? You know, until I could go with you?”

Cas’ shoulders sink a fraction of an inch.

“What’s going on, Cas?”

“I’m just not feeling very festive, human holidays always feel strange to me. So I don’t want to put a damper on anything.”

“So you’re just gonna go? What about-” he cuts himself off, not wanting to sound like he was begging him to stay or anything.

“Dean-”

“Come on Cas, I,” he takes a deep breath, steeling himself to say the next words, “I didn’t get a lot of, uh, happy holidays growing up. It was just me and Sam and I, I was just excited to have a Christmas with everyone, with a real kitchen and have everyone, I don’t know, have someone. Sam has Eileen, Jack has all of us, he’s the kid, and then…you and me…”

The words sound closer to the truth than he meant them to. But Cas’ eyes soften by degrees, Dean could always tell that because they seemed to turn a lighter shade of blue.

“You and me.”

Dean opens his mouth, trying to make his thoughts into words, thoughts that had been buried in the back of his mind for years, literal years.

“You know, we could, be something.”

Cas smiles this bright and blinding smile, something so brilliant that it takes Dean’s breath away, but he doesn’t have time to get it back before Cas closes the space between them and pulls Dean forward by his flannel until they crash together, and Dean searches for Cas lips so quickly it’s a little embarrassing, but he doesn’t really care. Cas’ lips are soft and chapped and warm and Dean sighs into his mouth, relaxing as the tension between them, pulled taught like a string, finally eased.

Cas is the one to break the kiss, but it’s so gentle that Dean knows it isn’t a rebuke, just a wait til later. Dean could live with that.

“So no hunt?”

Cas smiles at him.

“I suppose it can wait. After all, it’s only a spontaneous combustion or two, nothing we can’t handle.”

Dean reaches for his hand instinctively, and it isn’t until he smells a too done smell coming from the kitchen that he starts running, dragging Cas with him.

“WHO LEFT THE TURKEY IN THE OVEN?!”

Sam comes skidding into the room, only barely registering that Cas and Dean are, in fact, holding hands, but grins as he nearly drops Dean’s overdone turkey on the floor in his haste to stop it from burning.

Sam is sufficiently guilty for his transgression, but despite the dryness of Dean’s masterpiece, when he’s holding hands with Cas under the table, he doesn’t really care. People always come for the potato casserole anyway.

19. I love you more than I love food.

Words: 722

Dean’s never been sure where his love of cooking comes from. Hell, it’s not like he ever had a real kitchen growing up, and he sure wasn’t slinging meals when he was five years old and hunting was just a thing he did for bugs in the backyard. He had to work with what they had when they were growing up, even when they stayed with Pastor Jim and Bobby, it wasn’t exactly five star dining. He had come up with foods to keep Sam entertained though, maybe that was where he got it from. The best thing they had were Funyuns crunched up with hot dogs and ketchup. Sounds gross, but when the gas mart down the block is the only place you can walk to to get food and you only have ten dollars to get through the week, that kinda shit rocked hard.

Now that he has a real kitchen, and access to a real grocery store or, even though he hates to admit he goes there, a farmer’s market, Dean cooks all the time. He falls asleep watching food network or The Great British Baking Show, he writes down ideas for recipes on the notes in his phone, sometimes even when he’s half asleep, and then he has to try and remember why he thought garlic and strawberries would ever be good together.

The only thing Dean loves more than cooking? Eating. It’s always gratifying to have Sam or Jack or Cas compliment him on his meals, but if he loved his food it was just an extra bonus for his ego.

Sam starts to notice something though, he notices before Dean does which, retrospectively, pisses Dean off. Dean doesn’t eat when Cas does. He always takes a bite in between Cas’ bites, and watches Cas closely for a reaction, good or bad, to whatever is on his plate.

Dean laughs at Sam the first time he tells him this.

“No I don’t,” he rolls his eyes, going back to prepping his bell peppers for the oven.

“Oh yeah you do,” Sam grins at him, “Pay attention when we eat tonight. You like refuse to eat when Cas is there. It’s funny.”

Dean tries really hard that night not to not eat when Cas does but…come on, he’s gotta see if he likes the peppers with goat cheese right?

Unfortunately, his inability to eat when Cas does becomes a running gag with Sam. He mentions it constantly, even getting Jack in on it, but whenever he mentions it to Cas, Cas just cocks his head to the side and narrows his eyes. Him not saying anything makes Dean that much more self conscious, but he tries not to dwell on it. It doesn’t work.

Dean tries to pretend he has everything under control, until he makes himself and Cas some pretty epic turkey and swiss sandwiches for lunch one day, and he realizes he’s doing it again.

“Sam is right,” Cas points out, looking up from his sandwich.

“He tends to be, more than I’d like to admit,” Dean grins, his eyes scanning the room, landing anywhere but on Cas.

“You won’t eat when I do. Why?”

Dean is afraid to see accusations in Cas’ eyes, or worse, understanding. Understanding of something that not even Dean really understands. Well, he does if he really thinks about it, but he doesn’t want to think about it, sue him.

“I don’t know.”

“Dean. Look at me.”

Dean does, and then he’s under the force of Cas’ eyes, and he has a really hard time lying when he’s looking at Cas.

“Why?”

“I guess…I don’t know. I love you more than I love food.”

Cas seems momentarily stunned by his words, but Dean thinks it’s a pretty good comparison, even though he, you know, said the “l” word. That’s fine, he won’t think about that until he has a spiraling panic attack late at night tonight. That’s a future Dean problem.

“Well I also love you more than I love food,” Cas side-eyes Dean with a playful smile on his face. He thinks he might be being teased. And he’s not mad about it.

“That’s not fair, you’ve never cared about food.”

“I care about yours.”

Dean grins, still staring at the table.

See this, this is why he loves cooking.

#prompts #supernatural #spn #destiel #my writing #thank youuuuuuu #lilly answers #anonymous

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shatteredhourglass · 5 years

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Author Meme

Tagged by @kangofu-cb ilu

Author Name:

Shatteredhourglass - but like, five minutes into talking to me I will probably insist on you calling me Ryan. (Author name is too edgy and formal lmao)

Fandoms You Write For:

Only Marvel at the moment - I did think about writing Schitt’s Creek fics at one point, and Umbrella Academy, but I’m happy just writing in my niche at the moment. I write for me, and me likes Clint Barton and Bucky Barnes.

Where You Post:

All of my fics are on AO3 but I also post extra snippets and drabbles on my snippet tag on Tumblr.