#and by that i mean burn and undercook everything

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

out of curiosity did the zombeh attack ever happen in this world? if so do any of them remember it or how would they feel about it? if not what would you believe would happen if so?

well...

one of my favorite things about eddsworld is how it uses the classic cartoon trope of everyone dying at the end of an episode and then being totally fine by the next one. fuck continuity!

the zombeh attacks definitely did happen. at some point. in some reality. i guess i would say, Edd, Tom, Matt, and Tord remember what happened in the eddisodes. outside of that...

they're not really sure.

Text:

Tord: Remember that zombie apocalypse?

Tom: No.

Matt: Ugh, don't remind me!

Edd: Oh, that was a BLAST!

Td: How did it... uh... end again?

Tm: Oh I have to be WAY drunker for this

SFX: FWOOM

[briarberrythornedhart]

Pinned down

Wayne Munson didn’t like cooking or baking or putting much effort into eating at all. Wayne would eat a bowl of cereal for every meal if he could.

Except - if the cookery involved open flames. Then, suddenly he transformed from the kinda guy who would push through a Hungryman tv dinner that was cold in the center to a gourmet foodie snob.

“Don’t turn that chicken yet, Sonny-jim, let it get the good grill marks.”

“I thought I was grilling tonight?” Eddie complained. “Go relax in a lawn chair, old man.”

“I thought you were grilling tonight too, but if you don’t focus and stop checking out your friend in the short shorts over there, you’re gonna undercook the sausage and burn the chicken.” Wayne Munson was at ease from two PBR’s on an empty ‘don’t want to ruin my appetite’ stomach and the sass that came standard with the Munson Make/Models was out on display.

“We are more than Friends. And I’m very focused.” Eddie said through gritted teeth.

“Gimme that...” Wayne held out his hand for the tongs and gave them a satisfying click click when Eddie passed them over. “...lemme take over so you can go spend time with your ‘more than friend’ and stop ruining the food. Maybe go lock that down? Hmmm? Before Gentleman Jeff get’s here with his nice new post-braces smile and his excellent table manners?? Or Harrington get’s here with his gravity defying hair and his trust fund?”

Eddie was making an annoyed face when he sidled up to you under the shitty gazebo where you were laying out the deviled eggs, the potato salad and the very special homemade cookies you’d baked because Eddie said he loved peanut butter cookies ONE time and you listened.

“Everything okay?” You asked. “You look kinda put out.”

“Nooo... My Uncle seems to think I don’t have you ‘locked down.”

That made you laugh. But Eddie’s face was stone serious

“I guess we’ve been quieter at night than I thought?” You said all arch and flirty.

“I’ve been quiet.” Eddie asserted, tried to look innocent.

“No you haven't, babe.” You shook your head, offered him a cookie, he declined. Clearly worried about something. Too worried for pre-dinner cookies??

“I think Wayne thinks I should ‘pin’ you.”

“Oh - you do that all the time.” You grinned, lasciviously.

“No, you know what I mean. Make it official. Or give you a.... ring?” Eddie toyed with his warthog ring - looking at you very seriously. “Is it too soon? Are you not sure about me yet?”

“Want me to get ‘Eddie’ tattooed on me - someplace strategically visible?” You were not kidding.

“You’d do that for me?”

You leaned towards Eddie and whispered, like this was secret knowledge. “I’m pretty locked down.”

“You tell me you’re mine at night, but I want everyone to know it.” Eddie licked his upper lip and took off his WASP pin - and when you nodded - he gently pinned it on your t-shirt near the collar. He kissed your cheek and said “Now, you’re mine.”

You took out one of your new dangly Ankh earrings and swapped it with Eddie’s ear stud. You kissed his neck below his earlobe. “Now, you’re mine.” You said.

Eddie undid his chain bracelet and tried to put it on you, but it was a hair too big, he ended up loosening it and putting it on your ankle.

You took off your adjustable silver snake ring and widened it up to fit on his left pinky.

Your friends started to show up to the party. Eddie whispered in your ear “I’ll pin you more later.”

[princess-unipeg]

It’s a real shame just how underrated Jentry Chau Vs. The Underworld really is.

I mean it’s on par with the likes of Gravity Falls, Adventure Time, Amphibia, The Owl House and Steven Universe (before the undercooked ending)

Though it did feel the episodes after the 9th felt rushed. Reading that one review made me realize they could have used the material and stretched it out to season 2.

Like the fact that Jentry having supernatural powers isn’t a secret anymore. Everyone in town knows about everything. Well not everything seeing is how Kit had his human picture memorized at his locker at school so apparently it’s still a secret that he was a Painted Skin and the fact that everything went down was because of his deal with Mr. Cheng. It’s amazing that the vice principal wasn’t fired after outing Jentry and making her cry like that. He should have at least had something chucked at his head and booed at for what he did. Though I’m guessing it’s because he’s connected to someone rich and connected. I mean how else could he afford all that survival necessities and in his office as well. He said he was wrong to accuse Jentry. Was he wrong to out her or did he think Mr. Cheng’s daughter was the demon girl? I mean Jentry did admit to burning the town down by accident. Who knows what the town knows after the demon incident.

Michael’s powers were really glossed over. I want to know more about them. It seems like a lot went on during the time when Jentry was searching for her mom. I mean Michael mentioned taking boxing lessons. Was it his idea or his parents? Did he want to take lessons so he could fight or did his parents insist he should be able to defend himself better?

Speaking of Jentry’s mom I feel like her story was too rushed. I mean she lost all of her memories and didn’t even know her own name for years and suddenly she just turns up in this other town and there weren’t any issues with how she had this house when she didn’t even know her own name? It made me wish that Moonie Chau got to be part of Jentry’s life growing up. She would have been a disabled mother where Flora would still lie to her about the circumstances like blaming her lost memories on the suppose “accident” that claimed her husband’s life but she still would have been a mother to Jentry the whole time. Also they should have delved more into her and her husband’s dealings with the magic black market and how they constantly stole from GuGu in addition to it.

I mean a bounty hunter went after them on more than one occasion and is apparently pretty old if she kept relying on this potion to keep herself young. They should delved deeper into her backstory she seems pretty interesting.

Also with the revelation that the demons of Diyu have Jentry’s father’s soul hostage will that provide the basis for season 2?

[fixaidea]

So here's the thing: I don't usually engage with or care about top/bottom discourse EXCEPT when I think it's funny, sooo...

Let's do some Science and examine Pingxie in a Very Serious Manner.

To do this, first let's take a look at some data gathered from all the danmei novels and shows I know (relevant for calibration you know, since they have actual canon top/bottom dynamics.)

SVSSS

Shen Qingqiu - Since his cause of death wasn't starvation we can assume - well, at least hope - that he can make instant noodles, if nothing else, but he will absolutely avoid having to cook if he can help it.

Luo Binghe - As the Protagonist he of course has to be The Bestest at everything (...except sex, apparently) and it's mentioned that both Bingge and Bingmei use their culinary skills to woo the people they want to sleep with. He's also the top, even though everyone involved would be better off if he wasn't.

MDZS

Lan Wangji - Becomes a pretty decent cook, as per the extras. Prefers to top.

Wei Wuxian - It's not like he's incompetent, he doesn't burn or undercook the food, it's just that his taste is so extreme that his dishes are basically inedible to anyone else.

TGCF

Hua Cheng - No special talent for cooking, but at least he's not actively dangerous. There's no on-page sex scene in the novel, but it's made obvious that he tops.

Xie Lian - Biohazard. Weapons-grade culinary anti-talent. Gastronomy's answer to Vogon poetry.

Golden Stage

Ulike in most of the other novels on the list, food doesn't really have much symbolic meaning and not much is said about either Fu Shen's or Yan Xiaohan's cooking skills, exept for a brief mention of Fu Shen pickling eggs to pass the time. This is a rare couple that canonically switches.

Guardian

Zhao Yunlan - This man considers instant noodles cooked with coffee an okay way to surprise a boyfriend. He really wouldn't mind topping, which he keeps lamenting throughout the book, but he's paired with Shen Wei who might just have the strongest set preference out of everyone on this list.

Shen Wei - Likes to dote on Zhao Yunlan by cooking for him and is genuinely very good at it.

Word of Honor (mind, I have only watched the show here)

Zhou Zishou - Can keep himself alive, but left to his own devices would probably make due with charred-and-yet-undercooked fish or something.

Wen Kexing - A competent cook. While obviously not detailed in the drama I looked it up (or asked someone, I can't remember) and he's the top here.

Erha

Chu Wanning - Perfected exactly one (1) dish, is rather... unfortunate otherwise. You could not pay this man to top.

Mo Ran - Excellent cook. Actually worked in a kitchen at one point in his life, giving and receiving food is basically his main love-language.

Now that we have examined these canon couples and have drawn all the relevant conclusions, let's apply what we learned to our non-danmei, might-as-well-be-canon-but-isn't ship.

Wu Xie - Can cook just fine both in the novel and the drama-verse even if it doesn't come up too often. In the first season he cooks up a pretty decent feast for his friends and in the Yucun books he helps come up with the dishes they would serve in their restaurant.

Zhang Qiling - The entire Thing of this poor sod as a character is that he knows how to survive but not how to live. Taking the time to prepare nice meals or cook anything beyond basic sustenance just... doesn't fit that picture.

So.

I rest my case.

[basedkikuenjoyer]

Family Reunion

Oh dear, we're leading in with a recap of Robin's backstory. I could play around with this. Act like we're leading up to a bad turn...but you know where this is headed right? I just don't have much to say this time. That doesn't mean I didn't like the chapter. It was great. But for now it doesn't really have much from the perspective I tend to approach these from. Which is to go a little deeper, tie together strands of these New World plot lines. This is a chapter about our lovely archaeologist Nico Robin, and she doesn't get many of those. I always figured part of that is her role by design is something that would matter much more as we got closer to the ending.

So maybe let's start by just talking about Robin. I like Robin, a lot. When I first picked up this series she was my favorite. And now she's slid to #4. Both cases for kinda the same reason; she's definitely the Straw Hat most like me. Fun when you're a 14yo looking up to her, not as much when you're older than her now. It's a reflection of how I relate to the series differently. It's kinda why I like Kiku a lot and Nami's grown to that top spot over the years; you want to root for someone like yourself 10 years ago. It also doesn't help that first Pudding then Kiku took over being more relatable. I've talked before about the way Wano frames Kiku & Robin, how they're actually quite different people in big ways. Ways I'd tend to come down on the former's side of.

But Nico Robin is still a great character. Her devil fruit is still one of the best I'd actually want. Her morbid humor and love of weird cute things never gets old. I'm always interested in Poneglyph lore drops. And she's the indulgent mother of the crew. Not a doting perfect mom, but more like the kooky artsy mom that lets her kids run wild. She has great dynamics with other crew members. Gal-palling with Nami, ragging on Usopp, getting Luffy's weird way of thinking, flirting with Jinbei. All great stuff.

I love the framing here. How she doesn't buy Saul passing out for a moment and we have very similar panels to their first meeting. What's crazy about this reunion is how I never saw it coming. But I'm glad we didn't pull some overly mean rug pull. There would have been no point to having Saul croak right before she got there. It was already bad enough what you did with Izo Oda...

Speaking of though, is there a greater point here? Having Saul around? I think there could be. We did have Kid mentioning the burned man and Saul could fit that. But even if he doesn't, we took the time to set him up as a type of history professor here on Elbaf. This arc does need to have some point in the broader story right? The main one left is a lead on that last road poneglyph. Saul is a solid vehicle to get there. We also have several regular poneglyphs Robin hasn't really delved into. Three right? The two blue ones Big Mom had and the one that Law found on Onigashima. The last one just pointing the way to the red one under the palace could make sense but now feels like a pretty good time to head over to the library and drop some lore. Especially when Vegapunk really didn't give us as much as we'd hoped for.

But for now, dawww. Everything about this is just perfect. Seeing Robin so happy and giving this a full chapter to let it breathe is so good. Especially after things like Sanji having a troubled family reunion and Zoro bucking the chance to connect with his ancestry. Even Franky finally getting a chance to meet Vegapunk felt a little undercooked. I do hope Usopp has some good development here too but it's nice to see a happy, heartwarming moment like this no matter where the story goes from here.

[devildom-moss]

hiii! i just saw your requests are open and imagine my excitement!! bcs aaa i rlly really love your writings💕💕theyre such a treat to read, the shenanigans and character interactions are so captivatingly written that i am: Smitten

could i req: a short platonic fic where luke teaches you (gn!mc), a chronic instant noodles eater++kitchen-illiterate person, how to cook?

i think it wud be a funny sight for the rest of purgatory hall getting to see this lil angel easily navigate a stove/handles a knife while the actual adult is struggling not to mix sugar nd salt (also ik he mostly bakes but im of the mind that canon was meant to be ignored HAHA and besides theres not enough fics of luke gettin to be mc's guardian angel)

please tag me @diodellet too, thank you (not to rush u or anyth, by all means take your time to work your magic, writing words gets hard smtimes) 💕💕💕i hope you have a wonderful day and remember to hydrate!!

Thank you so much! That’s so sweet! I hope you’ll like it. I'm sorry that it got a little (or a lot) longer than I intended, but it was a really cute idea. @diodellet

Luke teaching a kitchen-illiterate gn!MC to cook

“You know, MC,” Simeon mused, handing you a sandwich, “I’d like to try your home cooking someday.”

The members of Purgatory Hall had invited you to a picnic – Simeon and Luke prepared all the food. Solomon offered to help them, but Simeon insisted that since it was Luke’s idea to have a picnic that day, Luke should be responsible for the cooking. However, as Luke’s guardian, Simeon had to be there to help. Usually, Luke would have protested being treated like a child, but if it got Solomon out of the kitchen, he’d tolerate it.

“Yeah, good luck with that,” Solomon laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Raphael asked.

“MC doesn’t cook,” Solomon informed everyone on your behalf.

“What?” Luke was shocked. “Why not? What do you do when it’s your day to cook? I thought you and those demons split the chores up.”

“I usually just order out or get some of those pre-made meals. Honestly, we eat a lot of instant food when I’m on cooking duty. I can’t really do much without ruining the food.”

“You’re joking, right?” Simeon chuckled, but when you failed to laugh along, his face stiffened up. “Right?”

“Nope, they’re completely lost in the kitchen. Asmo told me that he tried to teach them how to make an omelet and everything inside was undercooked and cut into huge, uneven chunks. They even burned the eggs,” Solomon told on you.

“Oh, you’re one to insult someone’s cooking.” You narrowed your eyes at him before turning back to the bewildered angels. “But he’s right. I’m pretty incompetent in the kitchen. No one ever really taught me, and they’re not usually patient enough for me to learn.”

“That’s unacceptable, MC!” Luke shouted. “You need to be able to cook. What if you get sick from poor nutrition? Besides, cooking is fun. I’ll teach you.”

“Luke, you don’t have to do that. That sounds like it will be a lot of trouble for you.” You declined his offer, worried that he was simply pitying you.

“Nonsense! I insist! If you don’t learn, I’ll always be worried about you eating right or getting hurt in the kitchen. Just come for one lesson. If you hate it, we’ll figure something else out. Please?”

“Okay,” you admitted defeat. “Thank you, Luke.”

“Good.” Luke grinned. “Come to Purgatory Hall tomorrow afternoon.”

Simeon greeted you at the door that afternoon, a bright smile on his face. “I’m so glad you’re here. Luke has been up since early morning getting ready for your arrival.”

“Simeon!” Luke shouted at him, flushed with embarrassment. “It wasn’t that early. Come in, MC. Raphael made you an apron last night, so he’s still asleep.”

You put on the well-made and rather adorable apron and followed Luke to the kitchen. Jars of spices and nearly a dozen fruits and vegetables were set out on the counter. Luke went through the trouble of picking out produce that he had seen you eat before and ones that weren’t especially difficult to prepare or handle.

“Uhm, so,” you drew out the “o” sound while you scrambled to figure out what he had planned, but you were at a loss. “What are we making today?”

“Take a guess.”

“Salad?” you responded, uncertain of your guess.

“No – but that would have been a good beginner meal, too. We’re making soup – well, actually, curry.” Luke beamed at you, quite proud of his choice. “Curry is highly customizable. We can make it mild or spicy to suit your tastes, we can make it vegan or vegetarian, and you can change up the ingredients with the seasons. And there’s nothing more comforting and loving than making soup for yourself and those you care about.”

“Is curry a soup?” you questioned him.

“Well, let’s not get into that.” Simeon laughed awkwardly. He turned to Luke and pat him on the head gently. “I’m leaving MC in your hands, Luke. Be a good little teacher and call me over if you need help with anything.”

“Simeon! I’ve got this,” Luke whined and began pushing Simeon out of the kitchen from behind. Simeon waved goodbye to you during his forceful expulsion.

You put your hand to your mouth to prevent yourself from laughing or cracking a smile at how cute they were. When Luke returned guardian-less he symbolically dusted his hands off and instructed, “okay, we both need to wash our hands before we start cooking. Then we’ll wash all the produce you want to use.”

“Yessir,” you saluted him in jest before following orders. With clean hands, you perused the options.

Among other ingredients, there were two varieties of Devildom mushrooms, peppers, potatoes, revelation tomatoes, ghost pumpkin, and putrid pineapple. Your eyes landed on a deep red stalk. You picked it up. “What’s this one, Luke, some kind of Devildom celery?”

Luke blinked at you in amazement. “That’s rhubarb. It’s a human world vegetable. Solomon decided to grow some.”

“O-oh,” you set it down, embarrassed and half-expecting Luke to laugh.

“That’s okay. It does fit in with Devildom fruit and vegetables, doesn’t it?” Luke smiled at you innocently.

“I guess so. How many fruits and vegetables should I pick?”

“A couple. Add what you think will taste good. I’ll let you know if you make any awful choices, but I trust you.”

Something about his confidence in the face of your absolute lack of skill was comforting – like it was unlikely that you would fail, and if you might, he’d guide you away from a Solomon-level disaster. You grabbed the ghost pumpkin, chickpeas, red peppers, and a Devildom variety of chili pepper. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah, that will be great.”

“Is there anything you want to add, Luke?”

“Let’s add some revelation tomatoes! Barbatos brought these over just yesterday and they look amazing. We should add garlic and shallots or onions, too. Those are usually a given in curry, though.”

“I’m learning already,” you smiled through your words.

Luke watched over you diligently. After showing you the proper technique, he kept an eye out as you minced the garlic and shallots. He even corrected your hand position before he let you cut anything, ensuring that your fingers were curled or at least out of the way. It was adorable to hear him call the curled hand position the “cat paw.” In its own way, it was also pretty cute to watch a little angel holding a big knife. When you finished cutting up your half of the roasted pumpkin a good minute after Luke had finished his, it looked disappointing. Although, to be fair, Simeon and Solomon popping their head out from the hall to get a peak into the kitchen was a bit distracting.

“It’s kind of a mess compared to yours,” you noted, sheepishly.

“That’s okay.” Luke grinned and scooped your pumpkin pieces into the bowl with his. “They’re all about the same size, and there’s no seeds on them. They’ll cook up fine, and once they’re in the curry, no one will notice if they weren’t cut up that nicely as long as the food tastes good.”

You were taken aback by his optimism and sweetness – and so was whoever took a sharp inhale from the living room.

You and Luke were halfway through cutting the peppers and the aromatics were already in the pot along with a roux – adjusted to your spice level – when Solomon entered the kitchen. “Mind if I help you out in here?”

“Oh, no thank you.” You shook your head and added the coconut milk into the pot as Luke had instructed. “Luke’s doing a great job teaching me.”

“I’m a great cook,” he lied, mostly to himself, “I’m sure I could teach you a thing or two.”

“They said ‘no,’ Solomon. We can do this ourselves.”

“Come on,” Solomon tried to persuade you both.

“I’m bonding with Luke, so no.”

That was enough to shut Solomon up. He couldn’t bring himself to come between yours and Luke’s bonding time. “Can we at least come in and watch?”

“’We?’” you questioned him.

“It’s so boring trying to watch from the living room. Simeon couldn’t see well when you accidentally turned on the back burner and wondered why the pot hadn’t heated up after 5 minutes. It was really funny.”

“Your stove is different than the one at the House of Lamentation, you rude old wizard.”

“Come on, it was also really cute, MC.”

“As cute as one of your wizard staffs giving you a prostate exam?” You narrowed your eyes at him. Luke decided to tune out your fighting as he dumped the vegetables and chickpeas into the water.

“Maybe, but that’s a bit kinky to mention in front of Luke.” Solomon laughed and turned away. “Anyway, I’m going to get the others.”

“It was an insult you dirty old–” you started, but it was too late; he was already down the hall – and you didn’t actually have an insult on hand. Luke sighed and shook his head at you two. It wasn’t like he was above bickering, but no one should argue in a kitchen.

“While we have a minute, the last thing we need to cut up is the revelation tomato. We need to give it a secret, something good. I think we should both tell it a secret, what do you think, MC?”

“Okay. I’ll go first.” You looked at Luke’s adorable face as you took the tomato and made your choice. “Dear tomato, Luke is a really good teacher, and I’m glad he offered to teach me because I’m pretty useless in the kitchen. It’s usually embarrassing and pretty scary, but not when Luke is here to help. I’m really proud of him. And I know we’re not done with the dish yet, but I’m proud of myself, too – at least a bit.”

You handed the tomato to Luke. Sure, it wasn’t the juiciest of secrets, but you were happy with it. It felt right – like how the vegetables you picked out felt right or how the spices you added felt right. Luke stepped into the corner to whisper his secret to the tomato.

Luke had just finished telling the tomato his secret when Simeon, Raphael, and Solomon piled into the kitchen.

“So, how’s it going?” Simeon asked sweetly.

“MC’s doing a great job,” Luke bragged on your behalf while you focused on dicing the tomato. Whatever secret Luke had shared, the combination of both of your secrets had combined to make a perfectly juicy tomato that was fragrant and slightly sweet.

“Smells good,” Raphael commented.

“Thank you, Raph. And thank you for the apron. It’s cute.”

“No problem. I’m glad you didn’t cut any fingers off or get any blood on it.” Everyone ignored his grim comment. “You should take it home with you for when you cook for the brothers. I can always make you an apron specifically for here.”

“We could have matching aprons, MC!” Luke almost jumped with joy before restraining himself. He added, timidly, “Of course, that’s only if you want to have more cooking lessons.”

“I’d love to, Luke.”

You added the tomatoes into the pot, gave it a stir, turned the heat down, and added the lid on to allow the curry to simmer. Luke clapped his hands together and said, “Excellent. Lunch will be ready soon. I prepared some rice to go along with it.”

“When did you have time to do that?” you asked, stunned by what seemed to be the sudden appearance of a rice cooker on one of the counters. How had you not heard that going?

“While you were chopping vegetables.”

“Well, I’ll go set the table.” Simeon was reluctant to leave the precious sight of you and Luke in the kitchen. He never imagined you’d be so lost, nor did he imagine that Luke would make such an excellent teacher. Still, at least he would have the opportunity to see his favorite angel sorry Raphael and favorite human not sorry Solomon cooking together again.

“I’ll get some Demonus and some juice for Luke.” Raphael took his leave.

With every bowl filled, you stared around the table nervously. Who should take the first bite? What if it was awful? Confident, Luke dug in. You watched him carefully.

“This is good – if I do say so myself. You did a great job, MC.”

“It’s delicious,” Simeon added with a grin.

“Asmo would never believe that you made this,” Solomon offered his backhanded compliment. “I’m going to take a picture and share it on Devilgram. I should caption it ‘Thank you Luke and MC for making lunch.’”

“Good job, you two.” Raphael nodded.

“I couldn’t have done this without Luke.” All the praise was starting to get embarrassing, so you turned to Luke. “Thank you so much for teaching me.”

Luke was grinning from ear to ear. He could ace all his exams and he still wouldn’t feel prouder than he was now.

Bonus:

Luke’s secret:

“I’m so happy that I can finally help MC with something. They’re always helping me out, and I don’t get to repay the favor very often. I’m worried about them being alone, but if they can cook, that’s one less thing I have to worry about. I hope I can keep teaching them, and they’ll think of me as someone they can rely on.”

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to finally get to another request. I've been kind of out of it, and instead of committing to one request and finishing it, I started like 4 at once. I'll try to get on with the others soon, though.

[torchmlp]

Quarry ask! Which of the counselors do you think can cook, and which do you think are so bad at it, they could burn water?

Oooh this is a fun ask!

The obvious one who can cook would be Nick since he worked in the kitchen all summer. And I think he'd be really good at it. Obviously his ingredient choices would be limited at camp, but I bet he has a spice rack at home with everything in it, including those spices that no one has ever heard of. Whenever the counselors get together (I fully believe they would have potluck style get togethers), everyone always devours whatever Nick brings. In other words, get that boy a Kiss The Cook apron.

Abi I think would have a basic understanding of cooking. She can make most meals and can follow recipes without issue. I don't think she'd be into any of the real fancy stuff, though, preferring to make simpler meals. She cooks in bulk and then has a lot of leftovers so she doesn't have to worry about cooking every day.

Emma also has basic cooking skills, but I think she'd be more willing to experiment with different things, like looking up recipes online to try if they sound interesting. And then maybe she records it for her followers.

I think for Jacob and Kaitlyn (childhood bffs my beloved) it'd be really funny if Jacob was the one who could cook out of the two of them. And like, he's surprisingly good at it, not Nick levels of good, but still really good. Maybe he had to learn how to make healthy meals for himself when he was in sports because nutrition is important (it's not gonna stop him from splurging on peanut butter butterpops, though). He can also bake really well.

Kaitlyn, if left to her own devices, would eat cheap ramen every day. Could she learn how to cook? Yes. Does she care to learn how to cook? No. I do think she'd know how to make some traditional Chinese meals, but doesn't really bother cooking most days.

I fully subscribe to @ghostradiodylan's headcannon that Dylan is a disaster cook due to his ADHD. He would get distracted and forget that he was heating something until he'd smell smoke and by then it's burnt to a crisp. He just doesn't have the attention span to focus on cooking, especially with recipes that require waiting for something to boil or heat up. Maybe he could do crockpot meals where you just throw the ingredients in, turn it on, and forget about it until the end of the day. But mostly I think he would stick with easy microwave meals (just throw it in the microwave and heat it for however long and then it's ready. No other prep work) as long as he could hear the timer go off when it was ready.

Ryan can definitely cook. He probably learned more out of necessity than anything since he had to help take care of his sister. Maybe he finds it relaxing. I could see him learning some skills from his grandmother for his cooking.

I don't remember who said it in the quarry brainrot discord (come join us!) but Laura is definitely a grill master and has a Grill Daddy apron. The girl can make a mean steak/burger/ribs. I bet she even has her own smoker.

Max straight up can't cook. He's a kitchen disaster. One time he wanted to surprise Laura with breakfast in bed and it ended in him spilling pancake batter everywhere, burning the eggs, undercooking the bacon, and nearly causing a kitchen fire when the toaster short-circuited (he was saved by Laura waking up to the sound of the fire alarm going off and using the extinguisher on the poor toaster. She still said it was one of the best breakfasts she had ever had). He can't cook, but boy can he bake. @itscomingupaces said that Max can make a mean cheesecake and that's 100% true.

Thank you for the ask! What's everyone else's headcannons?

[emoprincey]

I've talked about this a bit, but I don't think I've made a full post about it, so! Sanders Sides cooking headcanons!!

Patton is a pretty good cook and a brilliant baker!! He really enjoys baking so he has lots of practice making cakes. He probably cooks for the rest of the sides very often :)

Roman is also a great cook! He sometimes rushes things and makes mistakes, but somehow everything he makes ends up tasting great anyway.

Virgil is very careful with cooking. He reads the instructions so many times to make sure he has everything right. However, he always ends up burning things because he gets so anxious that they'll be undercooked he leaves them in the oven way too long.

Logan, bless his heart, is an ok cook but he can't bake at all. Everything in baking is so subjective, it doesn't compute with his logical brain. "Whisk until light and fluffy" "bake until golden-brown" Patton. What does this mean Patton. This recipe makes no sense, what is it telling me to do????

Janus is an absolutely incredible baker. He makes pastries and loads of fancy things. A combination of being meticulous and somehow having impeccable judgement when baking means that he can make just about anything perfectly. When he's cooking, he also likes to make fancy and complicated meals.

Remus, in theory, can cook very well! I say in theory, because while he has all the skills, he's more interested in experimenting with what he can make, which usually leaves the kitchen in more than a bit if a mess.

[nrc-therapist]

i mean my life isnt as wild as like half the campus. i just dont have a sense if self preservation i think?

i wanna climb another tree but my brother wont let me >:(

unfortunately for him im a master at sneaking out of places. so i will climb a tree one handed.

and dw im taking care of my wrist and my brother is being careful with the arm i stabbed.

our moms sent us both a care package though, so thats great! mama thankfully prevented mom from sending us home cooked food from her. mainly because all three of us enforce her ban from the kitchen strictly.

mom isnt as bad as some people on campus but she either undercooks or burns everything she makes. mama’s a good cook though :)

dangit now im getting homesick… i’ll just video call them tonight though. they wanted to check up on me and my brother anyways(and probably scold us both).

-🍋 anon

please don't climb another tree, you should be resting

but yeah, you should get in touch with your mothers if you feel homesick

I hope both you and your brother have a speedy recovery!

[thuganomxcs]

━━   ❝   𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐥𝐥-𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐛.   ❞  There was ap playful tone in the way he had just said that and walks into her kitchen. He took a look in the fridge and found leftover rice..perfect for fried rice at least and there was just enough for him, her and perhaps her hardworking mother whenever she comes back home from a rough shift, least this way she’d be fed. “I’m not exactly what you’d call a gourmet sooo don’t go expecting fancy restaurant dishes.” 

So he says but the way he had prepared everything was anything short of average, he cut vegetables as if he’d been doing this his entire life, the way he chopped the chicken through bone with his cleaver so effortlessly was also a spectacle. “It’s really goin’ t’ be a pain dealing with these different Yokai..I mean they fought like the ones I’m used to but t’ me they seem stronger.” 𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙔 stronger. 

There was still this whole ＳＡＩＬＯＲ ＭＯＯＮ business too, like why them? Was it something predestined? Was she giving less information on purpose?? Ugh, Yusuke wasn’t made to be put in situations like this that required too much thinking. Now he wished more than ever Kurama was in the room so HE could be the one to absorb the information, though he was incredibly impressed by her loyalty, that look on her face was definitely that of a strong person though he wondered if SHE knew she was strong. But Yusuke continues doing what he knows what to do and that is cook.

For someone so vulgar and rough around the edge there’s a gentle expression when he’s cooking, he’s been taught that every dish should be made with love, a sentiment he doesn’t understand but they were the experts so he never questioned it. The chicken was cooked to perfection, the meat peeled off the bones and were then shredded in order to mix well with the rice that is currently frying.

And after a while the two had a delicious serving of chicken fried rice..granted would have been better if there were eggs but he used what was available, there were also a few pepper flakes included to enrich the flavor and surely not enough to burn the eater’s mouth. After finding the bowls Yusuke filled his and hers as equally as possible and left what’s leftover in the pot. “This can be for your mom, there might still be enough for ya tomorrow too if ya want..either way now that we got our grub..what 𝐂𝐀𝐍 you tell me about those crescent…things?” He gently hands her her bowl.

Just one bite and anyone would swear Yusuke would be an aspiring chef, flavorful, never over or undercooked and the presentation itself was a little bit above average though there were things he needed to work on. But that’s just the way it is when professional cooks had taught him their secrets over the years in order for him to look after himself and not rely on instant noodles his entire life.

                                  His VULGAR attitude was always a bit off putting & this was not different. Up until now, even with that way he spoke to her & just in general, Yusuke had been (in his own way) polite & respectful. As much as she would PREFER him to not touch anything, stopping him seemed to be counter-productive. At least he was asking. " Only  if  you  plan  on  cleaning  up  what  you  use  .  " Eyes slightly downcasted themselves back to the tea cup. Didn't want him thinking that she was STARING at him.

                                 & as much as she was not inclined to answer the inquiry,  she understood WHY he had it. It made no sense. Not just the 'fighting crime' part, but the CHOSEN Senshi didn't make sense. Arguably, besides Usagi, the rest of them were MISUNDERSTOOD by many around them. But why them specifically, Ami did not have an answer. ❝  If  I  had  the  answer  to  your  question  ,  Urameshi-san  ,  I  would  have  answered  it  .  ❞  She was just as CONFUSED as he was, but because this has been happening for awhile at this point, she didn't think about how or why they were chosen anymore.

                            THEY JUST...WERE

                              ❝  I  don't  know  how  else  to  describe  it  or  why  me  or  US  .  Usagi  &  Luna  just  .  .  .  found  us  .  &  through  that  ,  we  awoke  &  took  our  place  at  SAILOR  MOON'S  side  as  her  trusted &  loyal  Senshi  .  If  there  is  more  to  it  than  that  ,  I  am  sure  time  will  tell .  I  TRUST  Usagi  ;  I  will  follow  her  to  the  end  if  must  be  .  There  is  no  QUESTION  about  that  .  ❞  

[arizona-mary-jo]

Blended

TRIGGER WARNING: Depression, self-deprecation, break-ups.

Blended - Arizona Muse/Arizona Mary Jo/Arizona Metzler

My knuckles hurt, this box is so full and it hurts my arms and my knuckles. My arms are sore and I have to walk up these stairs. Where do I live, I don’t know what apartment its apartment 252 I think I know its 252 right here right her on the left, I found my place. My back hurts, need key from back pocket, no front pocket no back pocket, no lost it no I have it in my front small pocket. New green door, miss my red door, it okay. . it’s okay. . here we are. . this is new . . . this is the new now and it is okay. I'm just going to goinside.

Sigh sigh sigh sigh, it smells, ew, tobacco, wish I can smoke, I can I am an adult, I can do what I want I want to smoke but I don’t want to smoke so it’s okay but I can if I want to because I am an adult but I don’t want to, but if I do its okay and I don’t have to be upset at myself. I don’t want to ruin how good I’ve been. . I don’t want to ruin anything else. . it’s okay. . it’s okay. . I should eat because I am hungry and tired and my knuckles hurt from the glass, from last week, felt good but sad, those frames were nice but its okay because its gone now and can't fix it, cant . . I can't . . maybe it will though . . be okay one day . . it’s okay. . everything heals in time. . this too shall pass, but she used to say that, I don’t have to hate it, it’s true, I'm just mad and that is okay. . it’s okay. . I should eat. I saw blue grocery store down that open street with red sign and taco place with red bench there, on that left there. I’ll go to that blue grocery place there.

Rice, beans, sandwich, soup, spaghetti, soup, ravioli, soup, smoothie, light? I don’t know what I am hungry for I want something light I don’t want don’t want heavy food please so full, I am full but haven’t eaten but ate lunch, lunch was small but I had had it not too long ago. It wasn’t healthy but that’s okay . . . I want to cook but I don’t know how. I burn. I scrap. I mess up. I miss read. I burn. Undercook. Mess up all food, I'm not good. Rice is always raw, chicken is hard I always burn the chicken. I have to get food so easy recipes are good for that. Basic items are easy, corn, can chicken, potato mix, broccoli, milk, cheese, chocolate, chocolate milk, strawberry milk . . sugar . . junk food . . I need real food and I can't just keep eating junk all the time . . her . . she . .

Her face . . anger . .

Cold . . its okay . . I know . . I know . . its

Okay . . I know . . lets keep going

but its okay to do every once in a while because I am an adult and can eat what I want and choose to be better too. Maybe a diet, I will grab veggies, fruits, juice, water, milk, potatoes, canned chicken, get magazine for recipes and diets, where are they? Front, okay, game plan, food, magazines, home, food. I can do this. I see magazines Ill go there first because I see magazines.

Keto, Rachel Ray, vegetarian, pescatarian, 30 minute abs, maybe I can look good, want to feel good for the summer if I happen to see her, I don’t want to see her but I want to look good . . does that mean I want to see her. . it’s okay if I do . . it’s okay. . its okay. . I'm in the store I should not think this, I haven’t read at all, just staring but have been tracking. It okay. . just read. Smoothies? Smoothies are good with burger so I can have a burger and a healthy smoothie. I ruin everything. . this blender will fix that. . it okay. . it’s okay . . I will get blender, put good food in like veggies and fruit and kale and carrots and strawberries and mangos and I will feel good and look good because I enjoy feeling better than . . than now . . .

. . .                                          cold. .  .               .    .    .                     cold   .     .       .

It’s okay. . it is okay. . snap our I have a mission, I need a blender, I will not ruin anything else. I promise I won’t.

Blue, green, blue or green, I like blue, but green is good and I need more color in my white blank apartment, smelly apartment, I want to pain walls of place green so I should get a green blender unless it blends in too well, ha, blends in, blender. I amuse myself, I am funny, but I need a blender so I am going to get the black one and paint my walls instead, unless I find something better.. something better? . . do I need better? Deserve better? . . .

Its okay . . its okay . . I am going to get something nice or different and not care about what is what, I will choose blindly, closing eyes closing eyes, feeling around am blind, pick! Yellow? Like a light yellow like a small flower? Or like grandmas dishes cups and bowls and plats glasses, a light yellow but she had red roses on front on front some pink roses with red, this is yellow blender, familiar, comforting, grandmas perfume,

     small and the last one. No box? No label, I want this blender for some why.

I will keep blender and pass on to my future children, if I have any, I would like

children just like she did . . she did . . I should have then but its okay . .

I am here now and should head our to check our now I have my blender. I'm hungry, want chocolate, but my teeth hurt from so much sugar, she said I needed to eat healthy . . she said id have i would have cavity cavities. . that’s okay . . I'm an adult now for a while and I am big to make my own decisions. . my own . . I can do what I want what I want what I want. . I want . . leave, I have my blender.       I just            I just want to leave .

spinach            carrots             apples              broccoli           oranges            potatoes           . . .

       cold . . .   strawberries    blueberry         milk                 butter   . . .        cold . . .

             heavy .          .           .           .           . I should move           .           .           . people will    ask  . . .        this wrong           .           . burden             . home.

My new apartment is old, smells, grime dinge, reeks. Knuckles sore, groceries not heavy though so I can hold but will put in kitchen, want rest my arms, arms sore from move and all those heavy boxes. Need food, I will eat to feel feel better, that sounds bad in obvious

terms blatant but it’s okay because I am an adult and I can handle it

and I can go somewhere to take care of it if I find the time, . .

Why if,  . . why would I say if if I want to get better, . . . . . It should be will, I will find time and get better, but that is for later, now I must eat, hungry and need energy, I will eat and I will

feel better. Better than what? . .than what? Do I feel bad? I should but that is okay

because I don’t want to feel bad. . I want to feel better . . I want better. I am better

because I say so, I will eat with my new blender and my for myself

I did things myself and I can push push through.

I suffer and my will will push me through because it is the fuel, I will push and do things.

No more thinking, I do, action now, blender now.

Focused, kitchen . . kitchen is very dirty . . is this . . .

No! no no no. Action! Blender. Outlet. Chord. BRIGHT . . . .smoke . . . smoke?

ruined. . . ruined . . . smoke.

no blender . . . no food.

Pizza.

She was right . . . Its all ruined . . . cold.        cold                 why cold.        I can't                          I can't make anything.

Sound. . . sounds ?  . . . heard something, heard something, I am sure, I heard heard something, its okay its okay its okay . . it is okay . .

it is okay. Yea. The kitchen is where where I heard the noise over

in front of me, should not be on floor right now, its okay okay okay, the kitchen. Okay fire? No smoke, no nothing. Burglar? No kitchen is far from door, would hear or see if burglar, okay slow . . . slow. I see . . Movement! Wagging? dog puppy. . Puppy? Yellow? . . . wait.

. . . . Blender?

This, blender, blender! Blender, light yellow, glass metal, small blender, wagging, wagging like a puppy, my blender, all mine, my light yellow, it jumps! Running around. Blender is cute, my blender, my buttercup. Perfect name for the blender blender because light yellow and butter cup is same shade, like grandmas cookware. Buttercup is happy, runs around, circles me, runs running around. can't go outside for running, run inside is good.

I still need eat, does blender buttercup eat? Must get delicious food.

I want buttercup happy so it wont ruin . . be ruined . . .

 I don’t . . don’t want to ruin . . . my new . . .

I don’t want to ruin anything else . . .

its okay.

Pizza! Pizza for buttercup blender would be good food as its new and delicious, blender will love pizza I love pizza. Will call over phone, can't wait I love pizza and so will buttercup.

Pizza time! Time to eat, marinara, good good yum robust smelling spaghetti dinner pepperoni cheese cheese smells so good, blender will love pepperoni pizza. Smells so good with open top, so good just want to only smell the so good smell. Good smells . good smells . mmmm good smells . need plate. Blender! Blender has plate! Blender is good boy very good boy who is helpful, deserves that good good pizza like a good boy.  Blender?          No pizza pizza . . No pizza?   Too hot? Blowing will cool down for blender.          Blender?          Still no pizza for boy?

               Blender does not like pizza. . . . veggies fruit for blender. . . good food for him . . .

good for him. . . . I can be like him . . I think . . . . . I can think I can do it.

Blender is good for me, blender is help and helpful like a good puppy, he is good and I will be good for him because he is so small and nice and cute and I can love him. I love him. I will protect my blender my buttercup. . . I can do that . . . I wont ruin this . . . I wont destroy this . . . I won't.

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[visenyaism]

I am back to show my work via incredibly undercooked notes app essay i’ve had for a while. So I stand by the idea that the non-targaryens in fire and blood are more interesting in that watching the ways in which regular people have to twist themselves around to fit within this monarchical system run by decidendly alien incest blood curse practitioners is FASCINATING because really it is all about integrating yourself within the paradigm of dragon-magic-assisted state violence.

Which takes us to big point: fundamentally Criston Cole and Nettles are both answers to this question that the narrative asks: “What happens when the lowborn are elevated to positions of historical consequence and societal power because of their usefulness in war/capability to commit violence?”

Initially, there’s there’s a lot of similarities in how they respond to that question: ultimately, this idea of class elevation means you have to follow all of the societal rules perfectly without any of the exceptions made for Targaryens because unlike them, you have everything to lose. (see: criston being rightfully concerned his affair with rhaenyra will lead to his execution vs. nettles almost getting executed due to rumored getting groomed by daemon) The operative difference between those two examples being the insertion of gender into that power dynamic. Nettles has to fight classism AND misogyny to the extent that she gets NO acceptable way to be, and has to flee the country.

The aspect of being elevated from lowborn status also carries with it the implication that no matter how far you rise you still belong to whoever elevated you there in the first place before you belong to yourself (Criston fully personally belonging to Rhaenyra who named him and then Alicent who kept them around/ Nettles belonging to Jace who started the dragonseed effort and then Daemon who decided she should follow him around personally for uh. reasons.)

I’m about to mix show and book canon so feel free to tell me to kill my self if you’re from dragon twitter and you hate that shit. BUT. there’s also the parallel of both being products of ongoing cycles of violence (criston’s dornish mother and marcher father, nettles and the dragonseeds being products of centuries of state-sanctioned rape of lowborn women on dragonstone and driftmark by the valyrian lords.) And then despite being products of this violence and conquest when they are first elevated to power it is because of violence against groups they are themselves somewhat a part of (show criston earning his knighthood fighting the dornish in the marches/nettles being immediately asked to prove herself fighting and killing other dragons because this is the only way to elevate herself. She can’t even stop her home from burning.)

But Criston and Nettles’ final responses to that big question i asked earlier ultimately diverge a LOT.

Criston as a character really is this big allegory for the role knights (especially the kingsguard as agents of state violence) and unquestioningly following the inherently cruel societal rules for knightly behavior has on history. And this allegory wished really hard to be a real boy and then it came true. He dies trying to follow the Rules, getting shot while demanding fair parley in a war that he had an incredibly pivotal role in starting because of his belief in the rules of supremacy of male primogeniture.

Criston gives his entire life to violently enforcing the rules of this paradigm, he’s the perfect ideal of a westerosi knight and this actively makes him a terrible and completely empty person. And because he is lowborn, all he IS is his ability to be an agent of state violence. there’s no exceptions no flexibility it’s just him and his black and white morality that stops him from experiencing complete societal freefall. The Rules don’t save him, and he dies (notably shot by crossbows which fellow sword violence enjoyer jaime lannister will not shut up about being a coward’s weapon outside of the knightly paradigm.)

In contrast, Nettles faces several attempts by the Targaryen monarchy to bring her into the fold, but she ultimately CANNOT give up her identity, her compassion, or her bond with her dragon primarily being one built on mutual respect and wonder. She cannot follow these rules, which IS partially because misogynistic double standards give her no option to actually follow all the expectations without being killed by someone or another. But as a result, she is kicked out of not only the narrative, but Westerosi society as a whole, having to find a home with the free folk in the Vale. She escapes with her life, but as a result literally belongs nowhere.

Unlike a lot of other dragonriders in the text, Nettles’ bond with Sheepstealer isn’t a symbol of dynastic power, an agent of class mobility like it is for the other dragonseeds, or something given to her, it’s something she earned herself and feels personally and deeply. Her being named a dragonseed and part of the Targaryen dynasty is explicitly called out for being this like. veneer to co-opt her power into the targaryen narrative of blood supremacy and dragonriding.

Criston ultimately gets remembered as a Kingsguard knight, historicized as being morally grey despite his extreme and terrible violence because he can’t be completely evil, he followed all the rules! Nettles is remembered as a lowborn girl before anything else. The only way to survive that system of classist misogynistic feudal violence is to reject it entirely, but to do so means you also get punished in historical memory. Only way through is OUT.

what are your thoughts on nettles?

understanding nettles and criston cole as narrative foils is the key to unlocking the secret good fire and blood that is about unpacking ways in which the targaryen dynasty maintained control through class, gender, and state violence. and also dragon magic.

[moony4pads]

Simon definitely would know how to cook bc he has a single working mother so definitely would need to help around the house and its already been established that he sees himself as one of the caretakers in his family and want to help out. (Also beacuse literally every normal kid has to cook for there parents sometimes, and helps there parents with the cooking) But he probably sees it as a chore- not something he would ever complain about bc there's no need to stress his mum out and he's fine with doing it- but also not something he particularly enjoys. I also don't think that when he does cook he would be slaving away behind the stove for hours creating a masterpiece or anything, he probably just whips up a quick, not super interesting, but overall pretty average dinner after school (something like the spagatti with *gags* ketchup we see them eating in season 1), so that Linda can put her feet up after a long day at work.

Wilhelm on the other hand has never had to cook in his life, and now that he's abdicated he is really excited that he can now do normal things (Sara has definitely complained about how happy Wille is while doing the dishes "he wont stop humming its driving me up the wall", but Simon is just pleased his boyfriend gets to have all the experiences that he missed out on growing up.) So Wille is super excited to try cooking he bought like 1000 different recipie books after he abdicated and Simon even bought him a frog apron when he saw how hyped up Wille was.

The problem is Wille is STRUGGLING to intrepret the recipies, see he wasn't allowed in the palace kitchens, so he never had the experiences of ranting to your parents about god knows what- while they cook and asking questions about everything they do bc ur 5 that the rest of us did, and since he never grew up watching people cook he never got the chance to subconsciously pick up on how to do it! So at first he would be so confused at the terms his recipie books were using, and would scour the web trying to find out "what the fuck simmer means!" stressing that his attempt to make Simon the perfect dinner would fail again (and it did), and even when he gets Simon to explain the terms you know Wille's Autistic ass doesn't understand the relative concepts he uses "What does until brown mean Simon?? There are many shades of brown like technically that chicken I tried to make you yesterday was just a really dark brown... and that was inedible." "Well I cant remeber the exact colour of potatos of the top ofmy head so how do i know if I'll know it when i see it" "And you just said that if you cook things on a really high heat it can burn on the outside with the inside not being cooked through so how do I know if my potatoes are cooked through??? *hyperventilating bc not understanding is making him panic and he keeps on forgetting that this is actually a very low stakes situation*" (Simon had to cuddle him for half an hour and agree to help him make cooking index cards with photos on to calm him down)

And so Willes first hundred recipes are burned or undercooked messes, and Simon has to comfort him after and quickly make something simple for dinner. But Wille is a man on a mission, more specifically a mission to be able to make the delicious Venezuelan dishes that Simons abuela always made and that Simon always misses (bc he and his mother never have the time or energy to make) and he will not be dettered. And after months of failed attempts he learns from his mistakes and learned that due to his total lack of skills and prior knowledge even a simple roast was to advanced to start, and he would have beter luck starting with recipe books designed for kids because they introduce concepts well and build up difficulty... he improves! And once he managed to get that feel for it he gets beter and beter and pretty soon is pretty great at cooking (bc he already had the patience and the dedication and now he has the skill) and even expirementing with recipies!

Which Simon loves bc Wille cooking is the cutest thing ever (he stims comfortably like no one is watching and is so giddy with happiness when anything turns out well) and now he doesn't have to worry about putting out any fires, and while Simon and Linda would just cook to have something to eat Wille cooks to have an expirence while eating (basically it's delicious.) And Wille loves it because this is is something he enjoys so much and he knows he would never have been able to do this all if he hadn't abdicated!

And it even helps him connect with Simon's family, bc after Wille cooked Linda's favorite meal for her for her birthday (which he perfected after shyly asking Simon for his abuela's number so he could get tips) and he saw her wipe away a tear, he knew there was no way she had lingering anger towards him for everything that went down. And Linda, Salice and Wilmon go to vist there family in Venezuela (a trip that Simon reluctantly agreed to let Wilhelm help pay for after realising how much his mother missed her home country), and Simon's abuela LOVES Wilhelm, and they spend most of there days just cooking side by side and chatting. And Simon gets a little emotional seeing his boyfriend -whose own mother was cold and distant growing up- finally have a warm affectionate mother figure in his life who loves him unconditionally, shares his intrests and celebrates him for who he is. And Simons abuela threatens to not let Wille leave and pretty soon they have a triweekly video call with her and and and

So yeah basically I think Simon can cook but isn't at all passionate about it, but Wille loves to cook for him after he learns, I am so normal about them I swear

Pls someone write this as a fic now bc I just spent FAR to long thinking and writing about this for nothing

who is the cook of the two??

👨‍🍳