#god I love potatoes

[munsonsduchess]

Please cym as forms of potatoes

Oh my god. Ok. So. This is not all inclusive just vibes

@eddiemunsonwillbethedeathofme - lovely creamy mash

@sexyprise - roast potato

@eddywoww - hand cooked chips

@sexyspector - lovely fluffy chippy chips

@steviesbicrisis - potato waffles

@banditthewriter - potato chip

@sweetpeapod - hash browns

I can’t think of anything else off the top of my head but I may possibly add to this later.

[starchaserosekiller]

Happy Birthday to the most wonderful, kind, amazing, person, the best dad ever, the awesomest, Regulus-loving deer ever, James Potter!!

[the-witchhunter]

The embassy had been good for Dan. It hadn’t been quite what he expected when he had applied for a job. As security he had expected to do more, get into fights with the anti-meta bigots that hung around outside yelling obscenities. He had hoped he’d have gotten a chance to fight them, to feel bones crack under his hands, and to transform their looks of disgust into terror. He felt the urge crawling under his skin most days, but so far it had been unnecessary.

There was a perimeter the protesters could maintain, and they knew better than to cross it. Just stepping foot onto the property would have the cops called and dragging the offender away. Most of what Dan actually did was escort metas into and out of the building.

The embassy offered a variety of assistance programs for metas based on financial and unique biological/medical needs. There were meta specific medical clinics currently being built across the country, but the cement wasn’t even dry on most of them, and in the meantime basic checkups were performed on site at the embassy.

This meant Dan got to see a handful of familiar faces every so often. Some metas require more frequent check ups due to their anatomy, and those were the ones that had started acting strange around Dan. They didn’t seem as tense as when he had first seen them. Despite the screaming bigots, they almost seemed to relax when he walked them to the building.

He asked why one day

“Why?” Bonham seemed amused. He scratched at his dry scaly skin, the sound similar to that of scraping stones. “It’s just nice to see a friendly face is all.”

“Friendly face?” Dan frowned.

“Okay, maybe not friendly.” Bonham amended. “You’re alright, but friendly is not the right word. It’s just… nice to see someone like me. It’s nice to see someone else that’s openly meta. Outside the support group, I don’t really know too many people like me, and even then a lot can pass as non-meta. I don’t get that luxury, I’m always visible. There’s something comforting about being around someone else like that. It’s just nice having you here, even if you have a stick up your ass.”

Dan just nodded. He knew he was an asshole, Bonham was just being honest. Dan appreciated that.

Of all the regular’s Lucy was his favorite. He’d never admit it, he has his grumpy image to maintain, he resisted the urge to smile when she was around. Lucy was 8, her favorite color was blue, she had two cats named Chester and Potato, and she was covered in spines. She thought his flaming hair was neat, and she always asked him to throw her in the air. He’d look at her mom, who’d give him a smile and a nod, and he’d juggle Lucy with whatever else was nearby, usually chairs and a potted plant.

Dan didn’t have the heart to tell her he was just using telekinesis to juggle her.

———

Lucy’s mom, Debra, was a mess. Her hair was wild, her coat had been torn, and her eye was swelling shut. She had been crying. She was already in the lobby when he had come in for his shift. Lucy was nowhere to be seen. Dan felt something stir.

“What happened?” He tried to keep his tone even.

“Oh, Dan,” Debra sobbed, “ they took her. They have my little girl.” Something hot crawled under his skin, and he was sure his eyes were blazing red, not that he cared.

“Who took her?” His voice was part growl, part hiss.

“Traffickers, at least I think that’s what they are. All I know is they said something about getting a good price for her. I couldn’t stop them. I tried, I tried to, but I couldn’t and now they have Lucy.” She wept. “The cops couldn’t do much, so I thought maybe the embassy could help but there’s not much they can do.”

“Where?”

“What?”

“Where were you when they took her?”

“Just off of Grant street, over by the historic movie theater. Beetlejuice is playing so we were going to go see it as a treat.”

“Chloe,” Dan called over his shoulder “I can’t work today, a family emergency just came up.” He turned to Debra. “I’m going to go get her.”

———

Dan had rushed out of the building two where Lucy had been taken. It took him two blocks to realize he was growling, a deep rumbling in his chest that those he passed could hear as they looked at him uneasily. Flicking his tongue across this upper teeth, he felt fangs. It was then that he realized it had been a while since he last had some ectoplasm.

Dan was unique among ghosts. Most did not need to eat, and those that ate ectoplasm were even rarer. It was taboo for most. Ectoplasm made up the entire being of a ghost, and to consume it meant cannibalism, though a small number of predatory spirits needed to. Dan was a predator. He needed to consume, and at one point he had delighted in the act. He had glutted his hunger on all manner of spirits and ghosts, felt them burst under his fangs as their sweet ectoplasm coated his tongue.

These days he only ate the filtered stuff. It was stale and compared to the intensity of ecto straight from the source, was like cardboard. He ate it because he needed to, not because he liked it, and usually added it to a smoothie or protein shake. It had been a week since he had last had some.

Part of him knew he should be concerned. Hunger had an effect on him. When sated he was fine, but hunger awoke instincts in him, impulses that were hard to control at the best of times. Now was not the best of times.

He felt his form shift as he got closer to the spot where Lucy had been taken. He felt his nails grow and curve into claws, or perhaps talons. His limbs stretched and elongated, his coiled muscles propelling him forward faster and faster. He didn’t even think to fly, running felt right. His senses expanded and he didn’t even have to check the street sign to know when he had arrived.

He flicked his long tongue out. He could taste her scent. Her fear lingered on his tongue, bitter like a fine espresso. He used to love the taste, but this churned his stomach. He turned north and began to run.

He had found his trail

Dan has been having a hard time trying to blend in with humans after his okay from Clockwork that he can assimilate back into civilization. He's comfortable with himself and doesn't try to hide his inhuman features but some of the prejudiced and anti-meta folks make it harder than necessary to live his day to day life.  

So he starts researching and finds that there's a Justice League embassy nearby. What better place for people to not deal with anti-meta assholes than being a security guard there? (He later found there were frequent anti-powered and anti-League protests around the building. At least he has the legal right to throw hands with them now)

[teaboot]

You know when a character offhandedly mentions a food they like, and for all of eternity the entire Fandom acts like that's tge only thing they ever want or eat or dream about?

That is sincerely how I am about Pierogi

[necrominn]

crumbs...

google find me a bf like this

[fungii]

sliding this over to you on a table with a note that just says "thats her dad"

[v-draws-whatever]

WAUGH I haven't made any posts lately but recently I ordered a print from @potato-lord-but-not and oooOH my god I ADORE it

AND the thank you note and sticker!!!

I couldn't be happier omfg

[napping-sapphic]

Picture this: we eat a truly absurd amount of mashed potatoes and then go to sleep

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

have you ever thought about how out of all the gods/powerful people Odysseus has met throughout epic, Circe is the only one who respected his no

This genuinely just stopped me in my tracks and caused me to stop breathing for about 5 seconds. No, Fluffy, I have not thought of this. What the fuck. Circe is also the only powerful being he met that encouraged the good in Odysseus

[yumedoca]

Movie night!! 🎥

[pup-pee]

doodled them bc i miss them & i wanna feel better

[moon-n-night]

My first ever Moomin T-shirt, I am so excited this is gonna be my favorite t-shirt. Sorry about the poor quality pictures.

My first moomin merch that is available on where I live.

Moomin peace for all t-shirt.

[zeb-z]

also can I just say. the difference between the joy of fit and bagi having a full day with blue, getting acquainted with the base, reuniting with their loved ones, all relieved to have more materials and more of a team - and then the absolute misery of etoiles and roier, moving the few valuable possessions red has to a new base that got immediately discovered anyway, losing all their gear, getting it back, then burning it themselves before killing eachother, is just so fucking funny. the new blues had freshman orientation while the new reds had a trial by fire canon event

[teaboot]

What's your favourite kind of tea, and your preferred tea snack to go along with it?

Black peach boba tea with passionfruit popping boba, ideally with extra-mushroom pizza or deep-fried crab and avocado! Oooooh or spicy crab sushi with the orange eggs on top. OR PIEROGI. Or grilled cheese. Ooh or seafood chowder. Or my mom's coconut-chicken soup. OR MUSHROOM LO MEIN AND SPRING ROLLS. Or calamari. Or or or or

[holographic-mars]

Favourite g1 episode with Cosmos? Mine is Blaster Blues

I love Blaster Blues so much!!!! It’s definitely one of my favorites. I think my top favorite Cosmos episode would have to be The God Gambit.

The fact that he spent the entire episode passed out and in need of rescuing was so fun. Somebody had to save him, poor thang.

[askblueandviolet]

can’t you just…. have your clones help you out??

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