i never post my art but… i know this mf can’t cook.

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i never post my art but… i know this mf can’t cook.
Alternative Home Prompt for shits and giggles
“Look, the directions are right here. Literally you just cook the meat and then add the other ingredients. It’s super easy.” Katara instructed.
Zuko ran a hand down his face. “Katara, you are vastly underestimating my ability to fuck things up.”
She giggled and kissed his cheek. “Babe, I know how good you are at fucking things up. I have ample experience with it. But I have trust that you can do this!”
“I’ve never cooked a day in my life, you are putting your trust in the wrong person.”
She patted his shoulders and walked away. “Follow the directions! I’ll be back soon!”
Zuko groaned, leaning his head back. This was a bad idea.
.……….........…
“I’m home!”
Katara sprinted to the kitchen when she smelled smoke. Zuko rubbed the back of his neck and waved at her lamely. “Welcome home…”
“The FIRE, Zuko!”
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“i just destroyed an oven that cost more than my car.” james vibes bhnjkl
Shigaraki sets down some containers full of various foods next to his twin. "I have left overs I made that I am not gonna have the time to eat. Figured you could have a little something good in your system, since I doubt you cook and you probably live off of microwaved meals."
Tomura nudges the containers with his index finger, poking and prodding and staring at it with a still look. That was until his twin spoke and a childish frown blossomed onto his face.
"That's not ... true," he scowled. ".. I also eat ... snacks too ... that don't require to be ... microwaved."
He hates the feeling of being babied, but then again, his twin was the 'older' of the two. He's already seen and done everything he's yet to go through.
"I don't need your ... charity." the younger lifts his chin up in pride. ".. I can cook it myself."