#eustass kid

[eustass-official]

hey kid what do you

well mostly i

[eustass-official]

gently slides a very smooth greyish white speckled pebble towards you.

yes i said that out loud. no i dont care .

- @little-penguin-official

are you proposing to me? cute.

[the-roach-room]

bonus: chapter 1050

// cute

[the-roach-room]

bonus: chapter 1045

// funny

[the-roach-room]

chapter 1043

[the-roach-room]

chapter 1040

[dumbandproud]

I do got a lot of respect for Kidd fr (im on ch. 928 now in the prison). He keeps getting beat down but he still got the spirit. PLEASE be relevant in the future again PLEASE

[quinloki]

haha I am laughing over your breakfast post and I would like to know how blorbos of your choice would react to you/reader cooking breakfast so well it's inedible :)

xD

Usually I slip into a Reader Insert vibe without even consciously meaning too. This time I went hard line for the self-ship vibes. Probably because cooking has been my mortal nemesis since I was like, 10, and after melting a steak to a pan I'm just grateful 90% of my attempts are good. 😅

I feel like Marco is very nice about it. It's not so bad, the onions might be crunchy, but the potatoes are salvageable and the sausage is still good. He's ready to scoop a questionable mass onto a plate, add some hot sauce and call it good.

I can't get the harsh smell of smoke out of my nose to even try and enjoy it, but there's a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast before I can lift myself up to shake it off. He's eaten half a bowl of my culinary disaster and cooked breakfast at the same time, and I'm ready to skip breakfast altogether to show my appreciation >.>

Thatch walks me through *how* to salvage it. He's saved so many meals for so many new cooks that it's second nature to him. I'm grateful for the lesson, but I'm extra grateful it's a "stand back and take notes" kind of lesson, cause I'm in no condition to try again at that point. My disaster dishes are rare compared to twenty years ago, but it can still hit me hard some days.

Sabo assures me he's cooked worse, all while he's eating straight from the pan. He's so flippant about it it's actually reassuring, and twenty minutes later we're down at the local bistro enjoying brunch.

Crocodile admits he hasn't set foot in a kitchen in decades, but if I'm not comfortable serving it, he'll honor that choice, even if it doesn't look that bad to him. The head chef is already making breakfast from scratch, and Crocodile suggests I take a couple lessons from him before I try again. Not because I can't cook at all, but because a professional would be able to help me cook better.

And if cooking stresses me out, then I shouldn't bother with it. If I want to make something for Crocodile, he'll be just as happy to have me guide the chef, as he would be for me to get into directly. The fact that I thought of him is the important part as far as he's concerned (makes sense for the man who buys all his gifts, honestly).

Kid eats is because he's a brute, and then offers to punish me for ruining breakfast if it'll make me feel better. >.> I mean, it won't make me feel worse, and who would say no to one of Kid's punishments anyway?

Anyway, I'm not saying I purposefully ruin meals after that, but I'm saying I don't really stress the matter anymore.