#ok lol

[notgaybuckybarnes]

THE BOYS 5.05 "One-Shots"

[tohot-tohandle]

As sweet as sugar

felix x reader - in which baking a cake for a friend goes horribly wrong | wc: 1.3k

you’ve always been a good kid, always willing to go the extra mile just to make someone smile. so with your best friend’s birthday coming up, you decided to bake her an entire cake from scratch.

and what better way to do that than with your boyfriend, felix, who loved baking almost as much as you did?

…or so you thought.

“hey, i’m pretty sure the recipe said two and a quarter cups of flour, not two and a half.”

felix glanced up from the bowl of chocolate frosting he was mixing, his voice light, but you could already hear the disappointment underneath it.

you quickly checked the recipe on your phone.

right.

two and a quarter.

“oh. my bad…” you muttered sheepishly.

great start already.

trying not to dwell on it, you continued mixing the batter before carrying the bowl over to the fridge to grab the milk, completely unaware that felix had stepped behind you.

“hey, watch out-”

too late.

the bowl slipped slightly in your hands, and within a second, cold cake batter splashed all over felix’s shirt. a streak of batter slowly dripped from the sleeve of his hoodie onto the floor.

“…oh my god.”

felix stared at the mess in silence for a few seconds before letting out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair.

“seriously?” he muttered.

your stomach dropped instantly.

“i said i was sorry…”

“i know, but this was supposed to be done already.” his voice came out sharper than he intended.

you swallowed hard, blinking quickly as embarrassment crawled up your throat.

“right. sorry for ruining everything.”

felix’s expression dropped almost immediately.

“wait, i didn’t mean it like that…”

but you were already stepping away from the counter, avoiding his gaze completely.

“it’s fine,” you mumbled quietly, even though it obviously wasn’t.

felix opened his mouth again, probably trying to fix it, but the tight feeling in your chest was already too much.

“i’m just gonna go to my room for a bit.”

“baby, wait-”

the bedroom door closed before he could finish.

you buried your face into your pillow the second you sat down, groaning quietly at how stupid the whole situation was.

maybe you were being dramatic, and you knew felix didn’t even mean it like that.

but the embarrassment still burned painfully in your chest anyway.

nearly twenty minutes later, a soft knock came from the door.

you ignored it.

“…baby?”

felix’s voice sounded much quieter now, more careful than earlier.

guilt twisted in your stomach almost immediately.

maybe you shouldn’t have stormed off like that.

“can i come in?”

you didn’t answer, too embarrassed to face him.

“…please?”

your grip on the blanket tightened slightly before you finally sighed.

“it’s open.”

the door creaked open slowly, followed by the sound of soft footsteps.

a second later, the mattress dipped beneath his weight as felix climbed beside you, pulling the blankets over himself.

you still couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, let alone speak.

“hey,” he murmured softly. “i’m sorry for getting worked up like that… you know i didn’t mean it.”

the warmth of his breath against the back of your neck made the tight feeling in your chest ease slightly.

felix wrapped his arms around your waist, gently pulling you closer against him.

“i ruined everything,” you mumbled quietly.

“you didn’t ruin anything.”

“the cake’s probably disgusting now.”

felix let out a small laugh against your shoulder.

“okay, maybe the first one is.”

you finally cracked the tiniest smile at that.

“but,” he continued softly, tightening his arms around you a little, “i already started making another one.”

your head turned slightly. “what?”

“it’s in the oven right now.”

you whipped to look at him, and felix looked down at you with that stupid face that you couldn’t be mad at for long.

“…you remade the whole thing?”

“well, yeah...” felix nudged his nose lightly against your shoulder. “i wasn’t gonna let you cry over cake batter.”

“so… you really remade it?”

“mhm.”

“in what time?”

felix shrugged slightly. “love and determination.”

you snorted before you could stop yourself.

“you’re so annoying.”

“you love me though.”

you couldn’t deny that.

felix placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“don’t worry about it anymore, alright baby?”

you hesitated for a second… then gave the smallest nod.

“i’m still a little mad at you,” you mumbled eventually, voice muffled by his chest.

he let out a quiet laugh. “fair..”

“i’m still not letting you carry cake batter near me again though.”

you made a small sound of protest, but it didn’t have any real bite.

not when you were already relaxing in his arms again.

and not when the smell of a fresh cake was slowly starting to drift in from the kitchen.

a/n: hiya tumblr :) this is my first post, could you tell? anyways, i hope this was worthy of your time.. my requests are open! thanks for reading!

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

why pin the hate comment? doesn't that just give that person more attention? /gen

It's what i normally do when i get a hate comment. The occasional reminder that this shit happens to Black artists on here who are just mindin their business and doin their thing.

Additionally, I find it more productive and funny to completely ignore the comment and hang up the corpse of a racist loser with my commission info than to let it slide and get buried 😎👍.

[spamatonsomeone]

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[coeurdeverre82]

[littleshopofhorrors-confessions]

y can’t u guys just keep the characters cis this trans stuff is rlly annoying to me as a cis idk the appeal its not even canon

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[angelsaxis]

A.I. doomers have been pushed to the fringes, but some of their fears seem less fantastical with each passing month. In 2020, according to a U.N. report, an A.I. drone was used in the Libyan civil war to fire deadly munitions, possibly without oversight by a human operator. Since then, A.I. has only become more central to military operations around the world, including, reportedly, in the current U.S. campaign in Iran. In 2022, researchers at a pharmaceutical company tested whether a drug-discovery model could be used to find new toxins; within a few hours, it had suggested forty thousand deadly chemical-warfare agents. And many more mundane harms are already coming to pass. We increasingly rely on A.I. to help us write, think, and navigate the world, accelerating what experts call “human enfeeblement”; the ubiquity of A.I. “slop” makes life easier for scammers and harder for people who simply want to know what’s real. A.I. “agents” are starting to act independently, with little or no human supervision. Days before the 2024 New Hampshire Democratic primary, thousands of voters received robocalls from an A.I.-generated deepfake of Joe Biden’s voice, telling them to save their votes for November and stay home—an act of voter suppression requiring virtually no technical expertise. OpenAI is now facing seven wrongful-death lawsuits, which allege that ChatGPT prompted several suicides and a murder. Chat logs in the murder case show that it encouraged a man’s paranoid delusion that his eighty-three-year-old mother was surveilling and trying to poison him. Soon afterward, he fatally beat and strangled her and stabbed himself. (OpenAI is fighting the lawsuits, and says that it’s continuing to improve its model’s safeguards.)

Sam Altman May Control Our Future—Can He Be Trusted? from The New Yorker

[radfemyjasdottir]

still crazy that there’s radfems accusing other radfems of being nazis and white supremacists lol. out of literally nothing too. you’re giving the same energy as TRAs calling us conservatives.