#my other beloved potato

[kindred-spirit-93]

good evening yall! time to share some more of my most recent oc! long post and bonus bad art at the end :D

general:

i havent settled on a greek name for her yet but jazzy is her working title lol (jasmines are her favourite flowers and she likes jazz lmao)

she goes by kore though, an homage of sorts to persephone

vague design ideas as of now are perpetual dark undereye circles, short dark hair somewhere between waves and curls, and her colour scheme is rose olive and black.

aroace potato!! still figuring stuff out but rn shes demiromantic ace and makaria is aromantic demisexual. yes this is very important information.

dark sense of humor, deadpan delivery and sarcasm befitting a child of the underworld. loves dad jokes and puns tho.

aloof. very calm, extremely quiet. guarded. always has ink on her fingers. warm and caring to the few people in her inner circle

background:

underworld diety; daughter of makaria (goddess of blessed/ merciful death). her father as of now doesnt exist but there are implied implications later.

as grandaughter of hades and persephone not only does she have a special place in their hearts, but the entire underworld adores her (sometimes begrudgingly lol. shes adorable)

case in point when she was smol hades would have her on his lap while on his throne and persephone would make both of them flower crowns :')

mama makaria was busy but always did her best to put her to sleep and tell her stories of decorated heroes and beloved figures as well as good hearted mortals who died for good causes

is very close to her mother but also distant? theres work to be done and she isnt a little girl anymore...

loves collecting pebbles and shiny things. has quite the collection.

godly stuff:

psychopomp & minor goddess of night blooming flowers and poisonous plants

speaks multiple languages (courtesy of hermes cthonios) and was kindly taught by asklepios the medical arts esp medicinal herbs

she grew up reading all sorts from hades' extensive library, is well versed in history, classical literature, and some mortal works too

has accompanied persephone a few times to the living world. the first time she was overwhelmed by the light and went straight back home lol. it took time but she enjoys microscopic quantities of sunlight. just like me frfr

great grandmother demeter infodumps about advances in agriculture and she nods along enthusiastically, unsure how to tell her shes significantly more interested in blights affecting the crops

the three of them have an interestic dynamic; enjoy herbal tea and swapping tea lol

persephone teaches her how to whisper to flowers to make them bloom and hades shows her how to bend shadows to her will

general ii

in essence she is a juxtaposition of a bunch of things; life and death, coolness and warmth, sweet and bitter.

shes pleasant to look at and wears a lil smile at all times (her mama taught her that), but has a death glare that can kill. duh.

shes also very (facially) expressive, somewhat compensating for her mutism. you can clearly read everything from her face

doesnt shy away from making her feelings known but is so chill it isnt that much anyway (did i word that right?)

prefers to stay in the sidelines and observe life (and death) around her. no im not projecting shush. she enjoys the peace and quiet of it all

every once in a while though she craves some change from the monotony, a little choas if you will, so she ventures to the living realm no prizes for guessing whos attention she catches hehe

miscellaneous lol:

has been to olympus a grand total of 1.5 times. there was a wedding and she went with persephone (twas also a kind of debut, yk how grandmothers want to show off their beloved grandkid lol)

idk the other time yet. maybe she ran an errand? anyway

she caught athenas eye (she managed to coax one of her owls), artemis spoke of nightshade and constellations, whereas hestia upon sensing how out of place she was softly gave her a rundown on the pantheon and its politics. shes a sweetheart i love her

still working on her 'work clothes' but its basically muted rose robes over a black turtleneck and trousers. something to this effect:

dont look too hard lmao i cant art :')

look shes guiding souls all day and tending to gardens after shifts she might as well be comfy.

ankle boots bc i love them. satchel for trinkets and stuff.

her fancier clothes reserved for occasions are still comfy & simple:

turtleneck stays bc i said so.

alternatively:

everyday jewlery is super simple; floral ring (gift from her mother) and bar earrings (engraved with smth i havent decided yet lol).

anyway more jazzy

mortal clothes!! are cool!! and super nice!! :D!!

her aesthetic of choice is somewhere between forest gremlin and chaotic academia.

ill get to colouring and real stuff eventually in this lifetime. maybe

hope yall enjoyed and goodnight (or good morning its 3am here lol)

apollo has found himself a new muse

she is less than jazzed. can you guess what pick up line he dropped?

[xyondew]

Soo... page two of Project Geister requires you to throw 25 projectiles at each Prime Asset...

[paranormal-potatoes]

some hyperfixations feel like coming home when they resurface. its nice

[bunnyboy-juice]

i know my biggest red flag finally.....

......i do not like most sweets, im very picky abt them actually, and i REALLY dont like chocolate unless its in very specific forms

[delicris]

busted the hand mixer today while making mashed potatoes

i literally stood there w the mixer fucked up in my hand and my ruined mashed potatoes in front of me like🧍😐 for a hot minute and just wondered what the universe was trying to tell me while trying not to cry about my lovely lovely mashed potatoes which now had pieces of metal scattered in it. truly a tragic turn of events, if u ask me. i was so close, yet oh so far away 😔 MY LOVELY LOVELY LUNCH 😔😔

[frecklystars]

I am in such an Officer K mood today 🥺🥺🥺 I have so many little pink hearts floating around my head when I think of him

[lilliganshitposting]

i'm in love with the egg theory because i like to think that there's a little of me in everybody and a little of everybody in me, to which i go, "yah compassion is wowzas maybe we're not so different", but then i see a perspective or opinion so utterly detached from my own experiences that i stop and go, "huh. perhaps compassion isn't unconditional, and perhaps i don't have to understand or accept every version of myself if it's something i don't truly like"

[theminecraftbee]

happy birthday technoblade! i had the honor, the other day, of introducing one of my friends to the great potato war, which is the content that got me into mcyt in the first place and still probably the best mcyt videos there are. if you've never watched them, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE go watch them. they're art. they're wonderful. they're the most insane thing you'll see. i'll have like, a more sentimental post to make later, probably, because technoblade my beloved, technoblade never dies, i wouldn't be in this fandom without technoblade.

but for tonight i bring to you one of my favorite background potato war bits: the conversation techno and squid's alts had before kicking each other in potato war 3.

[image ID: hypixel chat logs

LogLicker: so you uhhh watch the office? [VIP] BizzarreZz: naaa LogLicker: greys anatomy? [VIP] BizzarreZz: ive been watching house LogLicker: whos house is it [VIP] BizzarreZz: we don't know yet LogLicker: wow thats crazy

/end ID]

god there isn't a funnier pair of people in the universe that could have accidentally met. pure art.

[thecherrygod]

ok one of the fun things about sorta being a picky eater is when you read a fanfic and one of the characters is making one of your most hated meals for the other as a romantic gesture

[potatoesimblr]

do you like the pile of pillows

i needed seating for 23 people. so there is a pile of pillows shoved in the corner

don't worry about the single childs chair in the corner. said child doesn't always exist so its in the corner until they do

[hedgehog-moss]

My self-imposed chore for today was to clean the donkey's shelter + 1/4th of the pasture, use the most composted manure that's basically already soil for my potato growing bags, and use the rest to shut down (and fertilise) one of the llamas' bathtubs.

See, the llamas dig these grassless circles with their pointy camelid nails so they can dustbathe like giant gerbils to keep parasites away. I fully accept that it is a healthy and normal llama behaviour but I wish they'd dig one bathtub and stick to it. Instead, every few months they abandon their bathtub and go dig a new one, and never seem to wonder how the sterile moon craters they leave behind end up magically fertile and grassy again.

It's not magic! It's me. I keep moving your (excellent, nutritious, full of plant seeds) poop from one spot to the other so the pasture doesn't become a polka-dotted graveyard of former bathtubs. I understand that if you were wild llamas you would abandon the bathtub and not return for months or years so grass would have time to grow back (I have read Pampe's 600-page manifesto on the health & environmental benefits of wild roaming), but surely you could notice your habitat has changed, and change your behaviour accordingly.

Use your abandoned bathtubs as latrines, for example, so I no longer have to move the poop where it is needed. Or at the very least set up your latrines uphill from the bathtubs? so I can push my extremely heavy wheelbarrows of manure down the slope? 🙏 There are options.

(In the foreground of this video you can see a former bathtub that was covered in manure a few months ago and has begun to heal, and in the background, Pampy happily starting a new one.)

Another thing: there is no need to act like I'm committing a crime when I cover an abandoned bathtub with manure. I only do it once I'm sure everyone has moved on from this one and yet it often prompts Pampelune (Bathtub Administrator) to start digging several new ones like she's convinced I have been gripped by a mindless bathtub-confiscating frenzy and if she doesn't outpace me she'll never get to feel the soft caress of dirt on her wool again.

Sometimes it even triggers protest movements.

Not really—I thought this was a protest involving a lie-in, or maybe a lock-on. In a complex triangle formation around the terminated bathtub (and I was going to say, that's not how this works. You're supposed to glue yourself to the ground of your bathtub to obstruct my work and refuse to budge even when I start shovelling manure on your heads. Protesting after the fact and from a safe distance is pointless and performative)—but then I realised my interpretation was clearly wrong. This was a llama mourning rite to honour last summer's bathtub, and the triangle symbolism simply represents the three stages of life, and the fact that everything, even beloved dust bathing spots, has a beginning, heyday, and end.

[mohammedzatr]

Hope in Times of Famine !

Iam Mohammad Zaiter, a person deeply affected by the war, living in the heart of the suffering caused by the current crises. I have lost many aspects of my life and find myself facing immense challenges just to secure the basic necessities of daily life, such as food and medicine. Prices have risen dramatically, and under the ongoing siege and poverty, getting the essentials has become nearly impossible.

Today, it is incredibly difficult to afford even the basics. For example, Serg oil (a basic commodity), which was once sold for $3, now costs $40, which has only increased

the hardship and makes securing food for survival even harder. This drastic price hike is just one part of the larger picture of our suffering.

Here are some of the daily prices we are facing, which make it incredibly difficult to afford food:

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• Potatoes: $16 per kilo.

• Eggplants: $18 per kilo.

• Tomatoes: $20 per kilo.

• Cucumbers: $16 per kilo.

• Onions: $17 per kilo.

• Garlic: $12 per kilo.‼️‼️

Donating even a small amount can make a huge difference in my life and in the lives of many others who are suffering like me. During these tough times, your support means the world to me and gives me hope for the future.

Please help ease my suffering and the suffering of many others in situations like mine. Together, we can get through this crisis.

Donate today to be part of the hope💔

[aventurineswife]

Aventurine's reaction when you call him and tell him that his catcake gave birth (its so silly ikr, just a sudden idea nothing important lol)

Cats are like potato chips; you can’t have just one.

Summary: When you call Aventurine to share the news that one of his beloved catcakes has given birth to a litter of tiny, adorable kittens, you expect a simple reaction. However, Aventurine's response is anything but ordinary.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Fluff, Comedy, Slice of Life, Pets(Catcakes), Domestic Life, Lighthearted Fun, Situational Humor, Silly Situations.

A/N: THIS IS SUCH A SILLY AND CUTE IDEA 🤭 AND BEFORE Y'ALL COME AFTER ME I KNOW CHURIN HAS 3 CATS SO PRETEND TWO OF THEM ARE PARENTS OR SOMETHING!! KEEP THOSE REQUESTS COMING!! 🫶💖

You stood in the middle of your living room, phone in hand, staring at the sight before you with a mix of disbelief and amusement. One of Aventurine's beloved catcakes, a plush-like, mischievous creature with large golden-rimmed eyes and its distinctive trash-can-lid "hat," had just given birth to a litter of tiny, squirming mini-catcakes. Each one looked like a little version of their mom—black and pudgy, with miniature trash can lids that tilted adorably to the side.

You dialed Aventurine’s number, giggling to yourself at how ridiculous this was going to sound. The line picked up almost instantly, Aventurine's rich, confident voice greeting you.

“Darling, I hope this call means you're missing me terribly.” he said, the smooth charm practically radiating through the phone.

“Oh, I am,” you chuckled. “But that’s not why I called. Um...one of your catcakes just gave birth. You’re a...catcake dad now!”

There was a brief, stunned silence on the other end. You could picture him, his eyes widening in a rare moment of surprise, his usual air of confidence momentarily thrown off balance.

“Wait…my catcake did what?” He sounded somewhere between bewilderment and amusement, a laugh bubbling up in his voice.

“Yep! A litter of tiny catcakes! They’re like little carbon copies of the original but with even tinier trash can hats.” You tried to stifle your laugh but failed miserably, imagining how Aventurine must look processing this news.

“Well, I’ll be damned. Little risk-takers already multiplying without my knowledge…” he murmured to himself, though you could hear the faint trace of excitement creeping into his tone. “Tell me, darling—how do they look? Are they as devilishly charming as their old man?”

“Oh, absolutely! Little round black puffballs with the cutest, most intense eyes.” you said, leaning down to gently pet one of them as it squeaked. “And they’re already wiggling around, so I think they inherited your, uh, energy.”

“Mini me’s, indeed.” Aventurine’s laugh was low and surprisingly affectionate. “I suppose I’ll need to come over and meet the little scoundrels. And...maybe celebrate with you, seeing as you’ve helped bring my legacy forward. How does dinner sound?”

You grinned, heart fluttering a bit at his charm. “Dinner sounds perfect. But be prepared—they’re already trying to climb out of the box I put them in.”

“Oh, they’ll fit right into the family, then.” He let out an indulgent sigh. “Well, be a dear and keep them from getting too rowdy. I’ll be over shortly.”

As you hung up, you could still hear Aventurine's amusement lingering in his voice. You smiled to yourself, turning back to the tiny creatures that had somehow managed to turn a perfectly normal day into something absolutely unforgettable. Only Aventurine’s pets would come with this level of drama.

Aventurine suggestive fic next 🤭 keep those requests coming!

[kcrossvine-art]

Hey folks! Itsssssssssssss timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee for another dungeon meshi cooking time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Isnt that neat.

Its weird to think how long its gonna be before season 2 of the anime drops. Anyway go read the manga i promise you wont regret it. This ones from senshis lil garden on legs-

Today we'll be making Golem Field Fresh Veggie Lunch!

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to Golem Field Fresh Veggie Lunch?” YOU MIGHT ASKIts vegetables, vegetable wauter, and not Much else! Knife is there too.

Head of cabbage

4 carrots

3 potatoes

2 onions

2 turnips

Thick slice bacon

Butter

Seasoned rice vinegar

I lied theres pork did you fall for it did u catch it.

AND, “what does Golem Field Fresh Veggie Lunch taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASKSon, have you ever eaten a vegetabel

Broth is surprisingly flavorful considering the limited spices and short cooktime

Potatoes are perfect texture for dipping

Cabbage absorbed a lot of the juices!!!

Was more impressed by the salad part of the meal-

The turnips need to be sliced enough to Barely see through, and the carrots julienned thin enough to be almost peels

And its this wonderful vegetable confetti tasteful in its simple pleasure

Rice vinegar of any kind will work, seasoned rice vinegar is just what i had

Salt both parts of the meal generously

In the future i wouldve shredded or cut the cabbage much smaller. We'll talk more on that later. Its also intentionally barebones with spices and oils, me using butter and rice vinegar is even pushing the limits of show accurate because in the show they used plain olive oil.

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From idea to execution, this was a very quick recipe. For starters, nothing gets cooked all that long (the water spends more time empty than it does ingredient'ed) and for lasters nothing gets cut all that much. It was tricky finding good sources for stewing a whole cabbage because most recipes call for either shredding or at least chopping smaller. And they do this for a reason. Its unwieldy trying to eat a whole half of cabbage, you never quite know when to start or where to start. Do you bite chunks out? Peel leaves? Spear it with other things? I dont know. I still dont. Im not a huge raw cabbage fan and it wasnt raw, but it wasnt transformed much either. Minimalist. 

This was a feast in the show and i bet that the freshness of the veggies were a factor, considering they were plucked fresh off the living rock guys. I wouldve killed to be able to brown the onions, roast the carrots, or maybe cube the potatoes (though the consistency was perfect for forking and dipping them in butter so! Bonuses.)

Oven roast bacon is a beloved treet for me. It seemed to absorb some of the vegetable broth and vice versa with the broth absorbing the oils from the bacon, which enhanced all the flavors. Maybe in the future itd be nice to try cooking the bacon a bit ahead, and then adding it to the pot while everythings boiling? Also adding a spritz of lemon juice to either/both is always nice!

I give this recipe a solid 7/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) for its simplicity. With modifications like shredding the cabbage and more seasonings, it could become an easy 10/10. hit that like and subscribe or kill me

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Ingredients:

Head of cabbage

4 carrots

3 russet potatoe

2 white onions

2 turnips

10 slices of thick slice bacon

Butter

Seasoned Rice vinegar

Stew Method:

Preheat your oven to 400f. Line a rimmed baking sheet with foil and place a baking rack on top (alternatively you can use a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper and no baking rack. but the baking rack lets the air circulate better and the grease drip off!)

Cook your bacon for about 18 minutes or until crisp. Flip halfway through.

Chop your carrots, peel and slice your potatos in half, and slice your onions into rings.

Get a large pot with a tight fitting lid, add water, salt, your carrots, your potato pieces, and your onions. Cover and heat to a low boil.

Cut the cabbage head in half down the middle. Once the pot is boiling, carefully add your cabbage to the pot and arrange the halves so theyre fully covered.

Cover and cook for about 13 minutes, the cabbage should be slightly crisp but have give to them. 

Remove from heat and laddle contents into a bowl, arrange some of your bacon along the sides so the fat and the broth mix :) salt and pepper to taste. And get a little saucer for butter so you can dip the potato pieces and/or coat the cabbage pieces.

Salad Method:

Peel your carrots and turnips. Cut off the ends of both. Julienne your carrots, and thinly slice your turnips.

Add your carrot greens (or your chosen leaf filler) to a bowl, then add your carrots and turnips.

Coat with seasoned rice vinegar, salt, and pepper. Thoroughly mix and enjoy :) 

[linkemon]

Confession headcanons

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 of the confession headcanons.

This part contains: Deuce Spade, Lilia Vanrouge and Vil Schoenheit.

Deuce Spade

• Ace would have realized what was happening to Deuce faster than him. Spade had always liked you very much but he didn't even realize when his feelings started to go in a completely different direction. He stopped seeing you as just a friend and started to imagine what it would be like if you spent even more time together alone. Which with your friends always looking for trouble was really hard.

• Ace would come up with several potential plans, each of which would backfire. The flowers? Ruined by Grim. The letter? Misplaced somewhere. Everything would turn against Deuce. His friend, tired of it all, would tell him to just get a grip because he had no more options.

• To say Deuce was shaking the whole way to you would be an understatement. But in the end, he decided he had to be himself. Deuce wanted you to love him like that. So he went exactly as he was, at night when the thought occurred to him. In his pajamas, during curfew in Heartslabyul. He figured he'd admit it to the prefect in the morning, like an honor student.

• When you opened the door for him, he said what was in his heart in one breath. He promises to love you just the way you are. Because he knows he's not perfect himself. He'll try to change, for you. Hard work is his specialty. So give him a chance and you definitely won't be disappointed.

Warning! This part contains spoilers for the beginning of the 7th book!

Lilia Vanrouge

• This would be a confession that would survive many trials. From the very beginning, something drew you to him. Maybe because, as it turned out later, Lilia is a completely different student than everyone else at NRC. Because of his flirtatious behaviour, it is easy to perceive it as fun. Something seemingly non-binding. As if everything was fleeting for him because after all, he had lived so many years. That is why you would have to wait for a real, sincere: I love you.

• When he announced he was leaving school, you were devastated. Here he was, announcing the news to everyone and you were standing at his farewell party, looking him straight in the eye with boundless sadness. Lilia truly believed it was for the best. Until Malleus decided to put everyone, including you, into eternal sleep.

• When you woke up in Vanrouge's dream, he wasn't the same fae you knew. You didn't really want to admit it was him but with every passing second, you began to understand him better. All the reasons why he became who he was. The lengths he would go to when he loved someone. It was then that you realized that only now did you fully understand him.

• When Lilia pulled you desperately to him in the dream, you didn't know what to do. He was your beloved but also a general who shouldn't exist anymore. His lips wandered for a moment. It wasn't a gentle kiss. Quite the opposite, it expressed hunger and longing. It said what words couldn't before the dream separated you. Now you have to do everything in your power to be able to feel it once more.

Vil Schoenheit

• Vil doesn't look for people who can't match his determination. He's got his life in order and knows exactly what his goals are. He's only changed the methods to achieve them. So when he realized how much he cared about the potato, he knew you had to grow up to that level of determination.

• He gave you time to read the gestures that expressed romantic interest. At the same time, however, he was very direct. He didn't want to leave anything unsaid. He waited for you to realize it and ask directly. He loves you and is able to do a lot for you. He made it clear that you have to accept that his career won't go anywhere and will be an important part of your lives. However, if, despite this, you return his feelings, he will move mountains for you because he knows he can. When you were already sure that you felt the same way, he asked you out on a real date.

• The date was classic and classy. A bouquet of wine-red roses. In addition, you, dressed in the best, elegant clothes that Vil chose for you two. An expensive restaurant and exquisite dishes that melted in your mouth. Afterwards, a walk. The starry sky above you, which turned into a cluster of torrential clouds halfway there. However, this gave you the opportunity to play a truly cinematic scene.

• You will remember the kiss in the rain for the rest of your life. Just like running in the downpour to the nearest free roof, covered with Vil's jacket, while holding his hand. His sincere laughter is not something you hear often. It will play in your ears like a melody for a long time.

If you'd like to be tagged in the next part of Twisted Wonderland headcanons, let me know!

[foldingfittedsheets]

We wanted to go to a little park for some outside time. We’ve been so tired today and have just been couch potatoes. When we pulled up to the little wooded loop by our house I remarked, “There’s a man pissing on that tree.”

“There’s a piss man?” My beloved asked in distress.

“A piss man,” I confirmed. “Do you want to go elsewhere?”

“Hmm,” they said noncommittally.

When we got out of the car a few things instantly clarified. The vibes were rancid, there was two guys smoking pot, blasting metal music, and they’d just peed on a very nice tree who was probably aghast that something other than a dog or raccoon was urinating on it.

It’s a tiny park and there would be no avoiding them, no corner would be untouched by their music blasting or their smoke hanging in the still air. They’d quite literally markerd their territory. I quietly asked my wife if they’d like to leave and they nodded.

We looped around to a different park and listened to the sky exploding, smelling the wafts of gun powder as the sun set once more on Americas independence day.