#people have potato opinions

[weaselle]

okay, so like three or four years ago i wrote a post about mashed potatoes, and, while i wouldn't say anything as crass as "it's doing numbers" i feel safe in saying it at least did A number

which ticks up in little batches throughout the year and then for a few weeks every autumn it gets like, idk, several thousand more notes.

and i read a lot of those notes, the ones that include words: comments and tags and reblog additions.

I read them because a lot of them are like "tried this and it was delicious i'm making all my potatoes this way from now on" or whatever (even though i did a terrible job of explaining parts of it) and especially on days when i don't have a lot else going on for me, i really like reading a few new notes like that and knowing that i have recently contributed to someone's small moment of goodness.

BUT

i also read the other ones. I don't take any of them personally, it's just opinions, and a few folks proving i did a terrible job explaining a couple bits. And it's not bad like the internet can get bad, you know, it's mostly like, "ew gross why would you make them all goopy and gross" which is whatever, it's potatoes.

THE POINT IS

i have read what thousands of people have had to say about mashed potatoes, some of which is barely about potatoes, some of which is whole recipes, and everything in between. i have studied at the table of potatoes done mashed.

and i have a couple of conclusions

for instance, as far as i can tell some people love fluffy potatoes with all their heart and some people hate dry potatoes with all their soul and if you are one you probably can't be the other, and so there are opposite qualities being looked for in defining what makes good mashed potatoes.

Because the flavor is pretty much always good: it's potato flavored, plus whatever delicious shit you personally like to add to potato flavor.

but the experience of mashed potatoes. THAT is where the secret lies. How it feels in your mouth. And why we can mostly agree on what good mashed potatoes are, which is sort of halfway between fluffy and creamy, but we can never all agree on what the BEST mashed potatoes are, because its like asking what the best shade of blue is.

[rise-my-angel]

stfu and stop implying Dany did something wrong. She didn’t force Jon to kiss her he was just as into it and when he stopped she respected. What is wrong with you ppl trying to rewrite the script

Uh oh someones mad I pointed out a logical fact that Dany stans refuse to see Jon as victim of sexual violence. Look I won't shut up because this isn't your blog dinglebat, it's mine I will say what I want. Also I'm not re writing the script I was watching the events playing out and this is my interpretation based off of what I know and perceive about the characters.

Sorry that if it makes you uncomfortable thinking that if Jon was the very sober one, who was trying to coerce a very drunk and reluctant Dany to have sex with him, it would make him a rapist but you're just too cowardly to flip the narrative and call the woman a rapist.

Jon can't be unwilling or forced because he never said he was raped, is the dumbest take you people are too scared to admit you beleive in.

We all know thats what you believe but you will never admit it. Sorry I like to point out male victim oriented rape apologia.

You guys everytime I pull out the "if the genders were switched" argument when talking about Jon and Dany:

Seriously imagine typing that ask out and hitting send, thats fucking embarrassing no wonder your on anon.

[millionsknives]

Okay I know this has been asked before but I can’t find the answer! I don’t want to look up info about stampede cause I don’t want to spoil anything for myself!

I want to watch trigun stampede but idk if that’s where I should start?? I watched the original anime and read all the manga years ago but idk where stampede takes place. It’s been a long time so I don’t remember all the detail of the og anime/manga and I want to start it again now that everyone is finally realizing how good it is!!! Should I rewatch the original and then stampede?

stampede is a prequel! as far as i understand (i haven’t read the manga yet bc i’m still waiting on my holds at the library) it’s not a direct prequel to the manga since it switches up the source material somewhat, but it’s a prequel nonetheless. there’s no right or wrong order to watch or read in, but i think stampede is a great place to start especially since you’re already familiar with the source material.

[torchstelechos]

Grabbing the SVSSS fandom in a chokehold, do you guys know that I fully one hundred percent think that SQQ, SY, and SJ are different characters within the meta narrative because of the fact of how the story is structured for our main character? I understand that SQQ is a courtesy name and has actual culture reason for it but because of how our characters come to be SQQ I find myself thinking that all three of them are separate characters and thus why I usually differentiate them when speaking about them in posts

[thesinglesock]

happy 2024 my first meal of the year was Weird Leftovers :D homemade lefse (soft flat bread), that my mom made from a late viking age/early medieval recipe. stuffed full of smoked mackerel that our neighbor fished. eaten in bed. while continuously picking out fish bones. Truly an Experience

[opion-and-association-fam]

Lanoste writing a formal Apology after one too many scathing articles in the Association’s newspaper : I’ve been told I’m too negative and hostile towards the royalty. So to all the royals out there, if my words have offended you, I humbly apologize. I honestly didn’t think any of you could read.

[sillygoofyboii]

why does everyone like potatoes? Those weird spheres from the soil are fucking disgusting.

[moss-theft]

the autistic urge to be empathetic towards fictional characters like I am with real people

[femvaylin]

*eats nothing but ultraprocessed microwave food, snacks packed with food dyes, and takeout* why do I have depression and adhd

[noistanaccount]

Ryoko Kui Does Not Believe in Epiphanies (or: why Marcille and Mithrun's endings are great actually)

I have seen a couple of people who are upset about the way that Mithrun and Marcille's stories were resolved so I'm writing this to clear some things up. Ryoko Kui does not believe in epiphanies. An epiphany is a sudden and usually brief realization, an "aha" moment. Epiphanies are emotionally powerful moments. Both Marcille and Mithrun have powerful moments of realization, epiphanies.

Whether or not you like these resolutions, there's something you need to understand, Ryoko Kui does not put that much stock into these moments. Immediately after Marcille has her realization, Tansu responds like this:

While this is mostly his own opinion, what he is pointing out is that epiphanies are brief, they are singular moments that do not define a life. Life is long, and epiphanies do not sustain you. Marcille might feel like this now, but what about tomorrow? what about nex year? ten years, a hundred years, five hundred years from now? How often have you felt a sudden understanding? a burst of inspiration, or perhaps a realization that everything is pointless? It generally passes quickly, and you make dinner, and go to bed.

Think about the best meal you have ever had, it was probably a special occasion, maybe it felt like something magical, in the moment you might have felt like your life was changed. Then, in the morning you were hungry, so you ate breakfast. You cooked, you did the dishes, you went on with your life. What "meaning" did that meal have if you were hungry again the next day? Mithrun has to rebuild everything, every day he has to come up with new desires to do the very basics. None of it comes naturally, he has to find a reason to eat beyond being hungry, a reason to want to do anything when he doesn't want anything. Ryoko Kui tells us outright, that there is no magical solution:

The same thing applies to Ryoko Kui's representation of racism in dungeon meshi. Around when the orcs appeared in the anime I saw people gripeing about the way racism is treated. They seemed to think that Laios's party having dinner with the orcs was presented as them "solving" racism. Once again people misunderstand, they did not solve racism in a single moment. A few people, understood each other a little better, came to an arrangement and then parted. This was merely a moment in their lives. The characters continue to do micro-agressions, hold stereotypes, and have implicit biases. In dungeon meshi, characters don't suddenly stop being racist in the course of an evening. Life is a process, learning about others is a process, it's about the accumulation of experiences through the meat and potatoes of life, the daily activities that we actually fill our lives with, not the sudden realizations. Once you make learning about and living with other people into part of your routine, once it is embodied, then it is part of your life.

This is the real conclusion: life is not lived in a state of epiphany. Life is about chores, cooking, eating, shitting, working, and sleeping, it's everyday. Life is about doing simple things and doing them well. An epiphany is a useful tool for telling the reader that everything is going to be alright, we love to read epiphanies and be swept up in them. They can also be a breaking of a pattern, an escape from a spiral.

This is the other take away, it's about the people you do those things with, the way they rub off on you, the way they help you be human. For Mithrun and Marcille their paths would be impossible without other people pushing them back on the path as they stray. Mithrun literally would starve to death except for the thought that kabru and others don't want him to. Eating is a communal activity, so is living, you can have an epiphany on your own; you can't live on your own.

[plumipal]

AAAAAOMG UR TWST OC IS SO ADORABLE?? i'm absolutely in love with eden sm (+ his design?? the star eyes and the wings are my favorite,, i wanna smooch all his tattoos!) and i hope it's okay to ask a few questions about him... (I KNOW U SAID IT WAS OKAY BUT I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE 😭 i'm genuinely interested in knowing more!)

1) does he have anyone in the twst cast that he tolerates/likes? i know he's part of the whole harem thing but is there anyone he doesn't necessarily mind being around (or even sharing with the prefect?)

2) do grim and eden have a good relationship? i would assume so since they're living both with one another but do they just get along with each other for the prefect's sake or are they actually best buds? (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

(little dumb idea but i think it would be so cute if the prefect treated the two as if they were all like a little family! eden and prefect being the two parents and grim their rambunctious kid lmao,, i would imagine the others not being so happy about it (っ‘ω`c))

3) is he okay with physical affection/pda? is he totally chill about it or would he rather shy about the whole thing? is he open to having the prefect touch his wings or his tattoos?

4) oooo any funfacts that you have about the new ramshackle resident?? just in general really if that's okay with u ofc!! ☆

aa okay that's it!! i hope my questions weren't annoying or anything! (っ‘ω`c)

Had to get one of those wheels ive seen going around where you put the oc and how they feel about the character and how the characters feel back about them, but with a twist lol (most of them are haters).

The ones he are most tolerant with are grim, ace, deuce, jack and kalim. Only one he could possible share with would either be kalim, jack or deuce, because of how he sorta is annoyed by ace.

Of course cant forget how he feels about you :) he thinks you are very very very special and he loves you a lot <3

He likes grim a lot, seeing as grim isn't one of the students that is oh so annoying. He warms up to the monster, seeing how gently you take care of grim, wanting to do the same. It feels, domestic, in his opinion.

Grim likes Eden a lot too, he has never belittled him, he has always made sure to feed grim along with Eden being very warm (and therefore very nice to sleep on). In grims opinion, he thinks you should go with Eden, cuz he is a good candidate for marriage (grim has been bribed with love, affection, and tuna).

He takes good care of the cat son, making sure he is healthy and happy.

Now onto pda. Eden are only okay with you touching the wings, the tattoo and the core, being as they are quite sensitive. The scar is still off limits, but maybe if you make him warm up to you even more you might be able to-

He loves when you help him with his wings, it's one of the best feelings out there. Fo mind that only you (and grim) can touch the wings, anyone else is off limits, ESPECIALLY ROOK HE IS FORBIDDEN TO TOUCH THEM.

Eden facts!! He has lil "ear-holes" like birds, just behind the feathers. Be careful around that part when you help him with his feathers, otherwise you might have a pouty and angry Eden on tour hands.

His eyes also glow in the dark! It's the scariest during the nightly snack runs down to the kitchen, seeing him suddenly stare at you, but you slowly get used to it!

You don't know where the extra eyes sometimes come from tho...

Also some general facts about Eden!

Dorm: Ramshackle

Birthday: 1/1

Age: ???

Height: 185cm

Fav subject: alchemy

Hobby: cleaning in ramshackle, birdwatching

Likes: you

Dislikes: Loud noises, blond 3rd year hunters named rook hunt, people trying to grab onto his wings that aren't you

Fav food: he don't need to eat to gain sustenance, bur he likes mashed potatoes with gravy

Least fav food: soup, any soup, he hates it

Btw if anyone were to write for Eden I would explode it would mean the world to me

[chatonarya]

I think there's really not enough content depicting Karlan Trio as three weirdos who vibe with each other's weirdness. Especially and including Enciodes.

Beneath his perfect social facade, Enciodes is extra and kinda strange. He thinks it's funny to dress up as a pirate on his off-time to go to the beach. He regularly gambled his allowance away as a kid. He got sold to kidnappers as a child by Gnosis and ends the day promising Gnosis a future. He comments on the taste of the food he's being fed while he's captive and says he felt safer tied up when Gnosis cuts him free. He thought it would be a swell idea to empty his bank account to save Degenbrecher while barely knowing anything about her personality. He decided to try to make a Viscount owe him a favor by trying to position himself as a savior and cat's paw while also being "that guy's son from that backwater country." He decides to just enlist with RI as an operator like "Hiii, did you miss me? <3"

He tends to do non-business-related things in an over-the-top way, because he's apparently Just Like That.

Then we have Gnosis and Degenbrecher. Canonically, they're both outcasts from their respective homes even if for different reasons. They're both people who have internalized the pain of being ostracized and made it into strength, refusing to allow public opinion to affect them. This is common ground for them and I believe it forms part of their friendship and why they always have each other's backs even if they mess with each other. But on a personal basis...

Yep, they're kinda weird too. There's the fact that homeless orphan Degenbrecher says Gnosis has "lousy taste" when it comes to food. What does that even mean? Is he an omnivore crane who'll eat anything in front of him? Does he like spicy food (fun fact, birds don't have capsaicin receptors)? Does he like the most hardcore weird traditional Kjerag food? Does Enciodes always have to pick the restaurant when it's his turn? How bad must his taste be for Degenbrecher of all people to say it's "lousy"? He has a penchant for blowing things up and setting things and people on fire whenever he can, apparently just because he can because why be subtle when you can be over-the-top? He's a consummate actor yet can't be bothered with pleasantries. He has an intimate knowledge of etiquette yet chooses to be rude. He's a scientist and engineer yet forges weapons because it's the family tradition.

Degenbrecher? Almost goes without saying. She likes to fight avalanches because survival is fun. Enciodes got her to come along to Kjerag partly by telling her she might be able to 1v1 God and she says so to God's face. She's the strongest person in the country but knows animal midwifery and does farmwork. She's an honorary member of the Kjerag fishing association. She has a great time roleplaying a witch because acting as the final boss means everyone will come at her and spends a long time trying to figure out how she can fit the hat on her head because she's that into it. She grins like a maniac when she gets the chance to destroy the trap house walls; she probably gets a kick out of wanton destruction just as much as Gnosis does. She goes on a Looney Tunes Chase after Trilby Asher with a single-minded intensity without a second thought. She has a cell phone but almost never uses it because she hates being contacted.

I would just love to see more content that shows them just being a bunch of total freaks with each other while vibing harmoniously all the while. Let me see Degenbrecher helping Gnosis blast new mineshafts because explosions and debris are fun. Let me see Degenbrecher throwing the boys over her shoulders like potato sacks to escape some building that's on fire because Enciodes was a cat who knocked something over for the fun of it. Let me see them trading parts of their meals. Let me see them going on vacation together and accidentally causing a minor incident just by being themselves.

Let me see them just doing stupid fun stuff together like the besties that they are.

[cottoncandysecretlair]

Oh wow, you're her! Mad respects! All discourse is meaningless compared to what you pulled off tbh, braver than any US marine but like literally and actually lmao.

tfw you can't tell if 19 year old radfems in the making are just genuinely stupid or genuinely don't know the history of pigs murdering gay people and why its so unfathomably evil to say GO GET ARRESTED to somebody who exposed evil perpetauted by the Unitrd States government bc something something neopronouns amd bi lesbians

[unsuredreamer]

Getaway car

Red Hearts ❤️ x fem! reader

These two pics 🙌🏻

Like yeah ma'am I'm on my knees. Respectfully

Here's a Red fic for you my lovesss

"Oh c'mon Red! Don't be staring at her with your lover eyes, go and introduce yourelf" Chloe wiggled her eyebrows knowingly at her friend, who was painfully staring holes at the back of a head of a certain someone.

"Fuck you dumb or something?! Not a chance thats happening" The red haired girl glared at the other princess, stabbing her food with her fork, eating peas was not something she particularly enjoyed. Back in Wonderland she would be having something extravagant, different, weird she would even say. But here, just peas and potatoes everyday, not that she would complain, just, she'd love to change up some flavors from time to time.

"Wellll, I'll do it then! I'm sure she's heard about you coming to Auradon. She was the one who requested for villain kids to be studying here, after all!" Before Red could complain further more, her fast friend quickly took off from their table, coming straight at yours. Her blue locks blowing from her speed, she was eager to do what the other had failed so miserably many times.

But could you blame her? She was not shy, certainly not. She did not lack of anything. Talking skills, charisma and her attitude still on board as it has been since she left her home kingdom to come and study at Auradon. But, there was something intimidating in you at the same time drawing her further in the spiraling maze of thoughts and mysteries you could be hiding from her.

She never spoke to you, obviously, you were too popular for her to even approach you, she swore she'd never get involved with people like that. Always with someone, always on the run to be somewhere, to be doing literally anything besides resting. That's also what fascinated her about you, she wanted to know what a princess like you could be doing every second of the day. Making haste to do her duties? Running off to be somewhere calm? To be finally left alone? She wanted to know your every thought and opinion.

It scared her. She had never felt that way about anyone and it was weird to discover feeling like that, although she found it rather amusing to be thinking so much of you. You were not special.

She just liked watching you play your favorite sport on your tournament's. Oh how your eyes lit up when you got a set point, running straight at your teammates cackling them on the ground. And when you took off your shirt after winning every game, yelling profanities of happiness, the way the sweat rolled down your body and how your hair curled from wetness being held in a ponytail with a singular small braid. She was in awe, although she had never let it show.

She liked to observe you when you strutted down the school halls with your best friend, your books tightly grasped in your hands, close to your chest. You were usually clothed in a light blue checkered skirt that made your ass very hard to not look at, also complimenting your big thighs, not that she would look at of course (such a bullshit, she was staring hard) a white loose button-up shirt so simply hanging off your shoulders making your collarbone pop out so finely that even the mightiest of gods would not be ashamed to check you out, and of course some gold accessories to top it all. The most prominent being your bulk gold ring and a heart necklace, gifted to you by Evie Grimhilde.

Her daydreams were cut short by her very blue friend shaking her shoulders.

"Red, are you with us? Oh great!" Chloe grinned as she got her boo to finally listen. "As I've been saying, this is Y/n!"

"Hi, I heard from Charming here that you've been staring at me quite often" You giggled, she was looking rather cute, just sittings there with her clouded stare as she hummed in agreement. Probably not realizing what she did there. "Id love to meet you actually, get to know you a bit maybe a lot. Whatever you're most comfortable with, hearts" you smiled at her as she blushed at the nickname. She liked it when you smiled, it made her smile internally too. "You up for a ride to the enchanted lake later?"

You never really put your mind to get to know her, even though you wanted to meet the new kid, you always thought she might want to acclimatize first. That doesn't necessarily mean you never looked at her, she was really hard to miss, a storm of red locks everywhere you turned. Smudging somethings in her sketchbook or spraying the walls with her black paint. You should probably be informing someone of the vandalism she has committed herself to. But she looked so happy doing so, and you were so immersed in exploring the smallest details of every single one as soon as she left, that you could not. You wanted to appreciate her art.

You wanted to appreciate her.

As you were in the middle of the staring contest with a girl you dreamt of so many times (strange dreams including someone scarily close in beauty to hers that left you amazed after every night) the son of Aurora came and slipped his arms around your waist.

"Hey baby" you kind of grimaced as he kissed you on your cheek "Are you up to a quick run later?"

"Well I kind of got some plans already Aron" you wiggled out of his grasp. "I'm meeting princess Red later" you grinned at the red haired girl

"Her? but why?" he looked at her with a bit of disgust. As we know his family haven't really got a great history with villains. "My grandma says-

"Well, I don't really care what your grammy has to say. I'd like to make a new friend and I've heard Red would like to know me too" You remarked stopping him from saying some cruel shit about Red's family, stepping away from him too.

"Ooh" Was all Red could let out of herself. Were you really with that douchebag? He was nothing like his sister who actually became really close to a certain pirate after a sad encounter. Matter of fact, he despised vk's for simply breathing the same air as him. It was weird for her that someone like you would be with someone like him.

Later in the day you fastened your pace to Red and Chloe's dorm room, you anticipated your meeting with the girl the whole day. It was dragging, especially on your 'history of magic' lessons where the princess of Wonderland, sat 3 tables away from you, looking as pretty as the garden's of babylon, like she was touched by Midas, turning gold with every second, but keeping her rose colored cheeks as tinted as always. Merely breathing as she fell sound asleep, you could not help yourself to snicker under your breath as you took a few photos of her.

You found yourself smiling at the memory, she was cute, she could deny it as much as she want but her bitch face only makes a bad first impression. If you look at her for more than half a minute you would notice how her features soften within time as she melts into her own world, gets lost in her own thoughts. The way her brows furrow when she doesn't understand something. How her once red hair slowly loose their color becoming more and more pink, so she dyes them unevenly leaving some pink strands along the way, making her look so incredibly beautiful. How her long nails tap the same rythym on the table over and over, as she scribbles sharp lines in her sketchbook. Sitting criss-cross under this big tree on the edge of the forest.

You'd love to know her from the inside, as much as you know her from the outside.

In a millisecond of your knock you already see the door opening loudly and a cheerful Chloe standing in the frame.

"Oh my you look so good, you beast!" That made you cringe a little, Chloe had a weird way of placing words together, but nonetheless you loved the little bluey charming. She was like a little sister to you, even though you were just a little bit older than her.

"Hi my lovely! Is Red ready?" Doesn't that seem a bit like you were asking if she was ready for a date? "I-I, was just checking, I came to take her out, I mean, to the lake" Oh craps, you're stuttering, is it bad? It's bad. Fuck now you're panicking, great!

"Chill Y/n, I can almost hear your thoughts" princess charming giggled as you blushed deep shade of red, Red. "She's ready" She moved closer to you putting her hand to her mouth "Been ready since 5" She laughed as the Wonderlandian appeared at the door, yanking her by her collar.

"Thank you Chloe, we're gonna go now" She shut the door at the other girls face, hearing a loud 'Have fun lovebirds!' from behind them "I'm sorry for her. She can be annoying sometimes"

"No worries Red, I know, I've been friends with her since babies" You giggled as the princesses face lit up from the embarrassment, she totally forgot she's the new one in the kingdom.

"So you have a boyfriend?"

"Wow, straight forward i see" You smiled once again as you put your helmet on, doing the exact same with the Wonderlandian. She avoided your gaze looking like a pro. "You know you can look at me, hearts" you flicked her nose and she scrunched it in annoyance.

"So you don't?" She pushed you away, you grinned as you sat on your motorcycle

"Get on princess, I'm gonna take you places you've never been before" She was stunned, frozen in place looking at your extremely hot body leaning over, waiting for her to sit behind you. The phrase coming out of your mouth not helping the growing burning hot feeling inside her. She wanted to touch you.

Wanted it so badly. Was it mad? Probably.

As she sat on the motorcycle you guided her hands to grasp your waist.

"Try not to fall off, babe" Fuck. She was done for.

On the other side, you could not help the tingling feeling her touch left on you, it made your blood boiling, and every vein in your body want to pop out. Your strong grip on the vehicle only tightened when hers tightened on you. You took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as your heart beat rapidly on your chest.

What is she doing with you? You're going mad for her.

Mad.

The ride was slightly more calm, Red explored every single detail of the forest you were so fastly going through, and your eyes remained on the road only cursing yourself as you felt her head gently laying on your back.

"So tell me more about yourself Red" You insisted, as you took a stroll through the bridge leading to the enchanted spot. She swung her hands trying to balance herself.

"Well, I'm from Wonderland, my mom is the famous Queen of hearts. Our kingdom is stric-"

"About yourself silly" You stopped her grabbing ber shoulders from behind. "I want to hear about you, Red" Her name coming out of your mouth sounded different. It was not the harsh tone her mother used to yell her name out with. But it was also not the overly sweet almost apologetic-like tone everyone around her used, when she first come from Wonderland.

It was genuine, soft, like you'd truly want to say her name till the rest of your days.

This sentence took you on a roll of quietly listening to her stories from her childhood, her favorite things, foods, hobbies, and many diffrent informations you would love to know about her. You loved when someone began rambling to you let alone when it was someone you took a particular interest in. She looked so dazzling, stuffing her mouth with ice cream and mini cakes in between telling you how the cheshire cat scared her once so bad she began crying. And he just appeared before her while she was painting roses.

"Do you want to take a swim?" You blurted out, the sun was slowly setting painting the sky the beautiful shade of orange, pink and lavender.

"I kind of don't know how to swim Y/n" she blushed looking away, like it would be the worst of crime.

"It's okay Red, I'm not pressuring you to, but I'll happily give you lessons right here right now" You stripped down to your underwear getting in the water.

Red's eyes wandered all over your body until desire took over her, she wanted you to touch her even if she had to drown for it to happen. But you wouldn't let her would you? She hoped so as she swiftly got up and stripped down her own clothes.

Your mouth agape when you gazed at her.

"Dang, you're hot" You smirked moving your hands in the water, swimming deeper in. She began to get in, but slowly backed out "It's okay love, come, I'll take your hand" you reached out for her. And she tightly grasped it but it didn't take long for her to panic when she couldn't feel the ground beneath her feet.

"No, no, no, no" You swiftly pulled her close to your body, swimming quickly somewhere less deeper then you already were.

"Red, Red. Calm down, wrap yourself around me" you whispered to her ear gently, what made her shiver even more than the water hitting her skin. She did as you requested, tangling her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck. Your warm breath fanning over her collarbone made her heart thump in her chest once again.

She couldn't help but look down in your eyes discovering that you were already looking up at her with yours. She pulled your head closer to her body leaning down. You glanced quickly at her lips not letting yourself loose the beautiful sight of her eyes.

Not stopping yourself you closed the distance between you two, letting your lips touch hers, grabbing her waist in the process, feeling her jump at your sudden bold move.

Her lips tasted like cherries but mixed with blood, you could not quite decipher how. You liked it. Liked it a lot. They were soft, and she kissed you so slowly and carefully feeling like she would scare you away if she was to move any further. Grasping your wet hair in her hands she deepened the kiss after a second. Feeling more comfortable in it now as she felt your hands roam her body.

Kissing her was like a sentence to death, there was something thrilling toit. It was not sweet, sickening and bubble gum to anyone's dismay. She kissed hard and strong, sticking her tongue in your mouth and biting your lips when she felt bold enough.

Your hands creeped down her body resting on her ass as she hummed in content, agreeing on every antic you were about to commit to.

It was exciting, and you loved that feeling.

You finally felt free with her.

Swimming, although you could drown in her.

After you pulled away, with protest. Deep heavy breathing was all that could be heard, immersed in each other's touch. Occasional splashes of water in the background.

Were you moving too fast? Was it the right thing to do? You did not care.

She tasted so good. It was so wrong, but it felt so good to have her all to yourself.

The few breaths you managed to take were cut short when she crushed your lips together once again, as if on cue, knowing exactly what you want.

You would not imagine yourself making out with the princess of Wonderland while swimming in the enchanted lake. But that's what you needed. That was what your heart begged for at the moment,

Your moment of peace.

She was your peace

It felt right. It felt as if you were bound by an invisible string. Meant to be by each other at the exact moment of your lives.

She was your escape

Your getaway car

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for Cheshire behind the cut; Billy adopts Conner and it actually goes pretty good! (( chrono || non-chrono ))

Lynn gives him a funny look a couple of times, for some reason. Billy hopes he’s not, like, being weird or getting in the way. He just thinks it’s kinda cool to watch somebody cook, and it’s Lynn’s first time, even, so–well, that’s kinda cool too. 

Maybe he should be taking pictures, actually, since it is Lynn’s first time cooking and he’s got a phone he could do it with now anyway, but Lynn might think that was weird? Like, baby pictures are usually of literal babies who don’t really have an opinion on being cooed over and stuff, that’s all. 

. . . well, it’s probably not too weird to take pictures once the food’s done, Billy figures, sneaking a speculative peek at the oven. People do that, right? That’s a thing people do. 

Even though it’s his first time cooking, Lynn definitely looks like he knows what he’s doing. Billy figures that makes sense, ‘cuz Lynn doesn’t walk or talk or move like he’s new to any of that either. He’s careful and deliberate about it, but not, like, really awkward about it. Like . . . it’s unfamiliar, maybe–not reflexive, maybe?–but Lynn clearly still knows how to do it all. 

So like–Cadmus taught him some stuff, at least, Billy allows grudgingly. A little bit. Definitely their priorities were stupid, though. 

No stories, even. 

Assholes. 

Lynn seasons the potatoes–mostly with the olive oil and garlic, but a bit of salt and pepper too–and then puts them in the oven. He gets the asparagus seasoned too–more olive oil and garlic–but doesn’t put it in the oven with the potatoes, just sets its pan aside and moves onto mixing up a little . . . sauce, Billy guesses? Like, kinda? The mustard and brown sugar and more garlic all went in it and not much else, but it looks like a sauce once Lynn’s done with it, which is also when Billy realizes he stopped helping him to just watch him and is immediately embarrassed. 

“Um, what next?” he asks quickly, glancing towards the recipe again. 

“The glaze goes on the salmon,” Lynn says. Okay, Billy thinks; not a sauce, then. Apparently not a sauce, anyway. Unless glazes are a kind of sauce? Billy doesn’t actually know, come to think, it’s never really come up before. 

. . . Solomon is really letting him down here, actually. Can the wisdom of Solomon not cook? 

Admittedly the wisdom of Solomon thinks of pottery when Billy thinks “glaze”, mostly, but– 

Focus. He’s focused. Definitely he’s focused. But also Lynn is already holding the little bowl of glaze for the salmon, so he’s not sure how to be, like–helpful or anything without being weird or pushy or getting in the way or anything and– 

Um. 

“Okay,” Billy says very awkwardly, hiding his hands behind his back and only wringing them a little while they’re back there. It’s fine, he figures. Lynn can’t see it, so yeah–it’s fine. 

. . . probably, anyway? Does Lynn have X-ray vision, or . . . ? Well, actually, does Lynn know if he has X-ray vision, even, or– 

Yeah. Um. Billy should probably, like, concentrate on dinner for right now. 

So he concentrates on dinner, which mostly means concentrating on following Lynn around the kitchen–it is such a big kitchen, geez–while also trying to stay out of his way. Lynn glazes the salmon, or maybe sauces it, and then sets it aside with the asparagus and starts washing the dishes they’ve used so far–well, the dishes he’s used, mostly, because Billy hasn’t done very much there, admittedly–and then Billy really doesn’t know what to do. He rereads the recipe a couple times, but he’s not actually sure how closely Lynn’s actually following it, he’s realizing? Like–he’s kind of following it, yeah, but not, like, exactly following it? 

Or maybe Billy just doesn’t understand recipes. Because, like, that might also be a thing? 

That’s probably a thing, yeah. 

“What’s a ‘tsssp’?” he asks curiously, frowning at the recipe. 

“. . . uh. You mean a teaspoon?” Lynn asks, looking up from the dishes with a frown of his own. 

“Maybe, I guess?” Billy squints at the page. The wisdom of Solomon, again, is not proving helpful. Like at all. 

Well, he guesses kings probably don’t cook, considering. And definitely they don’t cook in modern American measurements, if nothing else. 

“. . . it’s a teaspoon,” Lynn says, still frowning. He looks–weird, a little. 

“Um–sorry,” Billy says, a little worried about that. “You okay?” 

“Am I in trouble?” Lynn asks, his voice going sort of–tight, sort of.

“For wh–” Billy starts to ask in bemusement, and then realizes–oh. Duh. “You’re not in trouble. I’m not gonna get mad if you know stuff I don’t or, like, if you tell me you think I’m wrong about something. Especially if I am wrong about something. Which, yeah, um–I don’t know anything about cooking, so yeah, definitely I’m wrong about any cooking stuff. I don’t even know if a glaze and a sauce are the same thing or why you only put the potatoes in the oven?” 

“. . . potatoes take longer to cook,” Lynn says slowly, watching him warily as he says it. “Glazes go on while you’re cooking. Sauces go on after.” 

“Oh!” Billy says, brightening a little. “That’s cool, I didn’t know that! Uh–well, yeah, I guess I already said I didn’t know that, obviously, that’s–um. Cool.” 

“. . . sure,” Lynn says, staring blankly at him for a moment. Then he turns back to the dishes and goes back to washing them. Billy should probably be the one doing that, actually, since Lynn did pretty much all the cooking and all. And like, he’s like four days old, that’s really early to be letting him wash knives and stuff, even if he’s knifeproof and all. Like, it’s the principle of the thing and all.