#elevensy

[genderqueerpond]

something about the fact that eleven cooks.

something about the fact that eleven was born with every food aversion on the planet -- on any planet -- texture sensitivities, heightened perception of tastes, overactive gag/choke reflex, etc

and unfortunately for him, time lords do need to eat;

and they've never really had to deal with this before. all their lives they've been perfectly fine just using the food machine in the tardis or eating whatever is on offer wherever they happen to be; but now suddenly, that's not enough. knowing what he's going to be able to eat and what's going to make him gag and choke on his own spit takes a long time and a lot of trial and error, and the process isn't exactly pleasant. and then even when food is fine, passable, it's still, often, not really satisfying.

and the tardis should be able to accommodate this, except----

except something about another quirk of eleven's: the way he likes things to be real.

something about the way eleven started using the tardis as an actual phone box sometimes. something about the way eleven's "scanner" (well one of them at least) is actually just a window. about the way he put a real, actual lightbulb in the light fixture on top, a lightbulb that burns out sometimes and needs changing, even though the tardis could easily, and always has, just simulate one like the rest of her exterior. and the way she kept out a bunch of exposed wires and tubes in the console room just because he likes to tinker with them, even when nothing actually needs fixing. because it makes him feel grounded while flying through the void.

so yeah. something about the fact that eleven cooks, and is canonically very good at it. others tend to like what he makes, even when his choices tend to be kind of weird. wherever there's a stove, sooner or later, eleven will be in front of it, making something to share with those around him. eleven running a restaurant, inventing a new kind of pudding--

he's the first doctor we've ever seen actually cooking, and he does it because he wants to, because even though yeah, he could just generate food with a food machine, it's not as much fun and eating it doesn't feel as satisfying as when he's made it with his own hands. and he does it because he has to, because if food isn't satisfying he literally can't get it down. because no one else can make what he needs, can be relied on to get all the nuances of flavor and texture right so they won't take him by surprise and choke him, even perceive those nuances in the first place. because he needs to be the one to do it or he can't know it's safe.

and of course, fish fingers and custard, the first safe food, the original safe food, and the ultimate safe food, but also more a feeling than a food. because it is and always will be associated with amy. and so, then, it is the feeling of love and acceptance and family and belonging. and the process of preparing it, even if in this case it can be as simple as sticking frozen things in a microwave, is half the point.

something about the fact that eleven cooks.

[fruitybashir]

every time i finish a holidate chapter, i press Kudos forgetting I can only give you kudos once 💀

aaah omg thank youuu <33

also literally been there 😭 like i know why it is the way it is and i respect it but also goddd i wish i could give kudos on every chapter and then some extra as well 😭

[jgvfhl]

It's OCtober!!!!! Again!!!! I'm using @soclonely's list this year. Day 1 was "Pumpkin spice and everything nice" with Loops and Trees. Day 2 was "Witch's Brew" with Tala and Hardcase. And today, Day 3 is "Crunching Leaves" with Sixes and Elevensies. Happy October!

[oneraintorulethemall]

LOTR Marathon (with meals!) food brainstorming, with timestamps: Two Towers.

00:05 Just a bit of seasoning for roast chicken! (I could be really brave and just eat some, what I'm guessing is, truffle salt here)

00:07 Lembas bread and more lembas bread!

00:29 Maggoty bread:(

00:43 I've seen a lot of people make "dirt" (oreos, pudding, gummy worms) for this part.... and I'm definitely doing that.

1:41 If you're not a fan of PO-TAY-TOES, some rabbit stew would be appropriate.

1:47 Obligatory inclusion of Eowyn's mystery stew.

2:25 Every bone in my body wants to eat sashimi during this scene.

3:26 Honestly, just a great time to bob for apples.

And that concludes The Two Towers food ideas! I can't wait to narrow things down and start prepping.

ROTK doesn't have nearly as much food as the first two movies, but you can bet your butt I'll be keeping tomatoes in mind. Will make a separate ROTK post!

[thufir-hawhataburger]

My wife, @yeoldewitchywife, and I spent Thanksgiving at my sister's with family. But today we had our real thanksgiving dinner: this Hobbit-inspired spread took my wife most of the week to make and turned out so good.

[persimminwrites]

Carrot 🤝 Elevensies

BUGS BUGS BUGS BUGS

carrot and elevensies when they think about bug!!!!!!

side note i just saw a beeegggg moth outside my work!!!!

look at him!!!!!!!

[thefourthpigeon]

not to get into The Discourse, but I think the appeal of girl diner is the same appeal of hobbit meals, both being more snackish than full meals

[princess-unipeg]

Elevensies

[genderqueerpond]

just pointing out that not only under his own framework ("anyone loosely related to Amy is a Pond"; see: Brian Pond) but also even under the most restrictive possoble interpretation of this framework ("marital and inherited surnames in the Pond family are matriarchal"; see: Rory Pond) THE DOCTOR IS A POND

like that's not, as i most often see it used in fandom, the name for this group of people, that no matter how close they are he is an eternal outsider who is WITH them, no. he's just fully one of them

that's how River knows his name too it's not because he confided in her it's because his name is Doctor Pond

[shhbean]

my partner and i's hobbit day menu, we're gonna try to eat all the meals this year lmao

[jgvfhl]

Elevensies: What does "take out" mean?

Thire: Food

Sixes: Dating

Bacara: Murder

Nero: It can mean all three if you're not a coward.

[unhatched-skeleton]

There’s two types of gay people - brunch gays and elevensies gays

[inspired-randomness]

This is why I keep getting fat -_-"

[louisehagger]

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[cottonlemonade]

When You’re On Your Period

word count: 575 || avg. reading time: 2 mins.

pairing: Komori x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

You had no idea how to position yourself. Laying flat hurt, on your side hurt, on your tummy hurt, fetal position, upside down, somewhat diagonally, nothing helped. You rolled out of bed and waddled over to the window, opening the blinds to watch the twinkling city lights. Your boyfriend snored softly and mumbled something behind you, his arm reaching out to your side of the bed, undoubtedly attempting to squish your soft tummy for comfort like he always did but when he didn‘t find you, he sleepily sat up.

Spotting your silhouette dark against the moonlight he let out a yelp - with your hair down and in an oversized shirt you looked like a ghost.

Komori cleared his throat and lowered his voice an octave and a half to regain some manliness. “Babe?“

“Hm?“, you hummed miserably and turned to him.

“Gorgeous, why are just standing there? Come back to bed.“ To underline his point he patted your pillow.

“Can‘t sleep.“, you pouted.

“Demons?“

You nodded.

He sighed and scooched out of bed to join you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder. You leaned back against him, covering his hand on your cursed stomach with yours.

“What can I get you? Hot bath? - Heating pad? - A massage? - Medicine? - Snacks?“

You shook your head each time but hesitated at the last one.

“You want snacks?“

“… Maybe? But it‘s already midnight. It‘s way too late for food.“

“Says who? Did you learn nothing from Lord of The Rings, babe? Do we have to watch it again to remind you? There is breakfast, yes -“, he changed his voice to get into character, “but what about second breakfast?“

You giggled as he went on, “What about elevensies? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Din-“

“One of these days I will lock you out of every single one of our streaming services. Your obsession is going too far.“, you chuckled. He gasped dramatically and hugged you tighter, muttering into your neck, “You wouldn‘t dare!“ and gave you a kiss.

You looked out into the night together for a moment, before he gave you a gentle quizzical squeeze, “So, snacks?“

“I‘m feeling… chicken wings…“, you said, squinting thoughtfully.

“Then chicken wings we shall have. Go put on some shoes, babe.“ He pressed another kiss to your cheek and let you go, walking over to your dresser where he had his own drawer, and pulled out some socks.

You added a comfortable sports bra to your ensemble and grabbed a pair of slippers, following him excitedly.

He had his fingers entwined with yours on the middle console of the car, raising your hand to his lips every so often as he drove.

Starry eyed you fought back tears as he listed your order perfectly, from memory, to the bored worker at the drive-through.

You pulled into the almost empty parking lot, the paper bags smelling heavenly of greasiness and salt, ready to appease the demons causing the cramps.

As you divided the food amongst you he was busy fumbling with the phone holder on the dashboard. It was customary that you would watch a show or a movie while eating in the car. He sat back eventually, looking really satisfied when the title card appeared and an all too familiar soft spoken monologue began. He grinned and winked, “What? You haven‘t locked me out of the streaming services yet.“

art: @s-dotte on Twitter

[maahes0]

Not to mention elevensies....