CUPCAKES FOR ALL Y'ALL
![]() you know what's fantastic? cupcakes. cupcakes are fucking incredible. are you upset, friend? did your cat get sick? have a cupcake. is your bff trying to take over the world with an evil corporation? have a cupcake. did your planet get destroyed by a psychotic alien and are all your friends dead? sit down, motherfucker, have a cupcake on me. shit, did you not want a pink one? that's okay, there are ten thousand of those rainbow assholes right behind you. no, they aren't magical. no, they aren't drugged. you know why? because cupcakes are already the best they can be. like you. NO, I'M NOT REALLY HERE, DON'T ASK STUPIDASS QUESTIONS. THERE ARE JUST CUPCAKES. EVERYWHERE. the nick fury CUPCAKE SHARE meme • name & series in the header. |
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[Whether or not it was the right answer, Kanji looks less than satisfied. Reaching past Roxas, he gently removes the cat cupcake in question from the tray and holds it out, all with the same glare on his face.]
There. That other one's no good any more. But you better be damn careful with the rest, alright? I -
[Oops. Now his expression flickers, turning very faintly pink.]
- someone spent all that time on 'em, dammit, and there's only so many to go around! So scram.
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He still looks kinda pissed at him, and he does notice the slip.]
You made them?
[Someone had to have, although he probably shouldn't ask the question, sometimes they just get blurted out before he thinks. He's probably taking someone else's cupcake and he just shakes his head, refusing to take it from him.]
I'm gonna have ice cream later. I shouldn't have taken your...cake thing.
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[Is this kid really much younger than him? ...Man, nobody cares about that either!]
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I can clean it up.
[That, he knows, he is supposed to do. Instead of taking the cupcake, he takes a napkin from the table and crouches down to pick up the ruined one.]
I...don't care who made them. I was just curious about them. [Does Kanji even care about what he's talking about? Maybe not.] I never had any before. I don't think. I don't know how you make them. They looked good.
[There's a reason he's not really supposed to do things like steal innocent cupcakes from normal people.]
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He scratches his head with his non-cupcake-filled hand, looking awkward.] Well, uh... tell ya the truth, s'kind of an experiment for me too... They're pretty simple, though. It's the decorating you gotta be careful with. You wanna make sure they don't look sloppy.
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[Roxas peers up at him from where he's crouched for a moment before wiping frosting off the floor. Never mind he'd smeared some on his boot, and his other glove. He gets up and puts the mess in the trash and grabs a napkin to wipe his hands with.]
How do you do it?
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[He starts to mime it, passing the kitty cupcake he's still holding over the rest of the tray in a slow, careful spiral, but soon feels like a world-class moron and sets it down.] Anyway, it ain't that interesting.
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You can get sugar in a sheet? Where? Can you eat it just like that?
[Wouldn't Axel be surprised if he brought him something that cool?]
I could make a cat like that and put it on our ice cream!
[He's been completely distracted from the various things he's supposed to be doing.]
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[He rubs at his neck. By this point, it's pretty obvious that the unimposing blond kid is making him more nervous than vice versa.]
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