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calummss · 9 months

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Do You Get Déjà Vu | Thomas Shelby

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summary: thomas doesn’t come to pick up his daughter. you decide to take her home only to find a man of a table with a bullet in his chest and a lot of deja vu

pairing: fem! reader x thomas shelby

words: 1.6k

a/n: just fluff and comedy tbh… not my usual angst i promise also, this takes place in 1919 because season 1 tommy has my heart. helena is around 9/10 years :)

How you disliked summer. Sweat pearls dripping simply sitting and breathing. Delicate fabric sticking to you like a bee and its honey. It was simply too hot for a woman to be wearing layers of modest clothing but here you were, sitting in front of your desk; no countertop in sight, too many different documents sprawled across the surface, each waiting on your eyes and conscious to scan it and then evaluate whatever category it fell into.

‘Miss Verys?’ Katie’s voice pulled you out of your slump, yet your heart skipped a beat when you saw her come closer with an arm full of newer papers that acquired your attention.

‘Please tell me you are joking…’

‘I fear not, Miss,’ she pressed her lips together as she placed them onto the right corner, the surface area with less than ten documents. ‘But these are all for the week.’ She smiled.

‘Finally some good fucking news,’ you huffed, ‘Sorry,’ you tilted your head when you realised Katie was taken aback by your choice of words.

‘Also I don’t wish to add more to your plate but Helena is still present. It seems Mr. Shelby has yet to pick her up. Do you want me to stay and wait with her?’

‘Katie you are truly an angel, really, I am so grateful but you are being paid to work on from eight to three, I couldn’t let you do that. Legally and from my heart.’ You curled your lips, fingers rubbing against the sheet of paper you were waiting to flip. ‘Just tell Helena to pack her things and to come to my office. Since I will be busy reading through all of these I might end up staying for quite a while.’

‘Of course. And thank you, Miss Verys, have a good day.’

‘You too.’

Katie left and you were stuck in front of an ocean of paper. If you had known that directing a school was so strenuous you might’ve thought about inaugurating a school twice. But it was a lovely institute. A school for girls with the most brightest and innovative minds, no runner up to men but competition with finest ideas.

Momentarily Helena came through the door and patiently stood at the door frame, her bag in her grip.

‘Hello Helena,’ you smiled at her. ‘Your father is not here yet?’

‘No.’

‘That’s okay, just wait here with me. I have much work and since we’re the only ones here I thought company would be nice, no? Sit,’ you pointed to the chair, Helena still standing at the entrance barely having moved.

Helena hummed in response.

‘So,’ you grabbed one of your quills to start signing documents that needed your signature. ‘What do you like to do when you’re not at school or doing homework? I am pretty sure you like horse riding?’

‘I do.’

‘Something else perhaps?’

‘Recently we bought a family car,’ Helena had sat down in the chair, laying her bag beside her as she relaxed into the seat. ‘When we got it we drove through the countryside…it was so thrilling. The wind on my face felt different to when I am riding. Daddy looked so happy too. I like cars.’

‘My my, what a riveting experience.’ You glanced at her from your work. ‘I remember my first time in a car. Felt exactly like how you described it.’

Helena beamed back you, her bright blue eyes gleaming with excitement, ‘My uncle Finn liked the car ride at first too but we had to stop because he got sick,’

‘And did you?’

‘No, I felt great. I love cars.’

‘I too think cars are the greatest innovation since the marvellous idea to roast and ferment cocoa beans to make chocolate.’ You let out a lighthearted laugh, infecting Helena with the same giggle.

‘I like chocolate.’

‘You do?’ Your lips curled. ‘Do you want one? I might have a bit stashed somewhere between all this energy-consuming work,’

‘I’ve only had it twice,’ Helena began another story, ‘It is very expensive and my father says it is bad for your teeth and that you mustn’t eat too much of it. He said that when he was visiting London he met a man outside of the sweet shop who became so round, simply for eating a lot of chocolate.’

‘Well best you have only one piece then,’ you put a piece into your mouth before giving her her piece. ‘This is my favourite. Got it from Cornwall. They make the best sweets.’

Taking the piece you handed her, she started eating it, her eyes in awe.

‘What about your father, Helena?’

‘What about him?’

‘What does he do for work?’ You asked, amusingly raising your eyebrows before taking the second heap of documents before you.

Helena hesitated. ‘I don’t think I can say.’

‘Why not?’

‘Family business…’

‘Family business?’ You looked up, Helena nodding her head in response. ‘I’m just curious that’s all. When you speak of him, you speak endearingly. You seem to have a very good relationship.’

‘We do.’ She ate the last bite, looking around the room. ‘If he wasn’t my father he would be my best friend.’

‘How sweet.’

With an easy lead conversation, time passed quicker than expected. But an hour later and Mr. Shelby still hadn’t come to pick up Helena.

With minutes passing you realised that Mr. Shelby wouldn’t show up anytime soon. It was also way past closing time so you had to start locking up the building. You thought it best to walk Helena home to see if anyone was there and if not you’d take her back to yours so she would have a safe place to stay until anyone got in touch.

‘Hello?’ You knocked against the door, the hard wooden door aching your knuckles as you repeatedly hit against it. ‘This is Miss Verys from Small Heath Institute for Girls. I have your daughter Helena with me as she has not been picked up yet.’ Your breath ricocheted off the door.

Seconds later you could hear the lock turning and were greeted by an older woman, her hair all over the place as her dark eyes burned into yours. Feeling as if she were about to take a jape at you, you quickly jumped back into your sentence. ‘I’m so sorry to intrude but I grew worried when Helena still hadn’t been picked up yet. I hope that all is well.’

Your eyes left her frame, seeing figures surrounding a table where there seemed to be a man laying down upon, quick huffs and puffs echoing from behind.

‘Arthur, shut up and just get this out of me.’

‘Drink this, Tommy. It’ll help with the pain.’

The unravelling scene before you had your full attention, completely forgetting the woman at the door.

‘I—oh no don’t do that!’ You raised your voice, pushing past her, now standing in the living room with three men staring at you. ‘I’m sorry to intrude but I was a nurse at the front and seeing you just stick your fingers inside his wound just rang my bells.’

The man on the table had blue eyes that protruded from the dim light within the room, his chest covered in dry and fresh blood, sweat dampening his skin and clothes. You overheard that his name was Thomas Shelby, Helena’s father.

You stepped closer and examined his wound. A bullet wound. Minimal surface damage and easily removed.

‘If someone could get me some bandages, an unopened bottle of alcohol and some tweezers with a bowl of warm water.’

‘I’ll get it.’ Helena walked past you to what seemed to be the kitchen.

‘The cheap one, Hallie,’ the light haired one yelled after her, his toothpick sitting between his lips. ‘If you open that rum from the Caribbean, I swear to you that I won’t give you any more sweets.’

‘You give her sweets?’ Thomas lifted his head.

‘Sometimes.’

‘Mr. Shelby if you could just relax for a short time longer. I will get that bullet out of you as swiftly as possible.’

Further taking in his naked chest you noticed his tattoo. Similar to sun rays just above his right chest. You had seen this tattoo before…

‘Mr. Shelby, can I ask you something?’

‘Yes.’

‘Do you perhaps have a scar on your lower back? On your right just above your glutes?’

‘How do you know that?’ He stared up at you, holding your gaze as Helena came back with the supplies you needed.

‘Given it was a back injury you were transported to the tent on your stomach,’ you grabbed the alcohol to clean the wound, a hiss escaping him as you grabbed the tweezers, ready to pull out the metal embedded in his flesh. ‘I was the nurse that treated you. I was covered in ugly drapes and bloods, can’t say you could recognise me,’

Thomas winced as the ends of the tweezers dug around to grab the piece of metal, a small smirk on his lips. ‘You don’t say eh?’

‘I’m sure you’ll be having a déjà vu when I pull it out,’ you grabbed it and pulled it out, a loud growl escaping his lips as air pushed past his lips.

‘Thank you again.’

‘No problem, Mr. Shelby.’ You disposed of the bullet in a dish Arthur held out to you. ‘Next time Helena is not picked up I’ll bring her home and bring my first aid kit with me.’

‘That’s actually not a bad idea,’ he pulled himself up, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it. ‘Small Heath is starting you feel like a battlefield,’

‘Then I’ll be your nurse ready to care you to health.’

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rwby-encrusted-blog · 4 months

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Jaune and the boys at 2AM looking for beans

Jaune: You got the Stuff?

Roman: Yeah I got the stuff, you got the Lien?

Jaune: Sun?

Sun: *Slides Suitcase to Roman* Right Here.

Roman: *Opens case, Nodding* Great. Neo, Take this back. If you gents don't mind I'll be joining you.

Jaune: Hmm. Okay. Come on then. Ren's Already got some of it going.

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Blake: Darkside Reporting. Target spotted. Gold Bar and Solar Beam, have been joined by the Candle, Over.

Ruby: Copy that Darkside. Snowscreen, Wildfire, what's going on at your end? Over.

Yang: Wildfire Here. Frogger and Aerogel are making food at a campsite, two clicks south-by-southeast of Nathaniel's Stop-n-Shop convenience store, Over.

Weiss: We've got more incoming, get your head low!

Ozpin: Ah! This smells like the place to be!

Yang: Status Update! The Man in Green is there as well, joined by Sherry, Black-Jay, and ... I forget what we're calling Doctor Oobleck! Over!

Ruby: Copy that Wildfire, you and Snowscreen keep stay still and quiet, report in if anything new happens. We'll figure out what the guys have been up to. I still bet it's a werewolf cult. Over.

~~~~~

Jaune: Ren. Here's what you called for.

Ren: *inspecting product, tastes it* Hm! Perfect~ Menagerian Pure Cocoa Powder, freshly ground! Immensely bitter, with the barest of sweetness!

Neptune: Doctor Oobleck has brought the Mistrali Coffee, We've just started roasting it. You are using Milk for the Hot chocol-

Ren: Do I look like a damn fool, or someone with a dairy allergy Neptune? Have faith.

Jaune: Great! You've been stirring my chili, yes?

Neptune: I've kept on that! it smells great!

Jaune: Thanks! It my personal recipe. Been working on it for years.

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #neptune vasilias #sun wukong #ozpin #headmaster ozpin #roman torchwick #asks and answers #mikey-polo420 #rwby shitpost

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fatehbaz · 11 months

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Americans [...] would sip the rich cocoa as a hot drink. Cocoa made its way to North America on the same ships that transported rum and sugar from the Caribbean and South America [...] and was heavily reliant on the labor of enslaved Africans throughout the diaspora. [...] [B]y the early 1700s, Boston, Newport, New York and Philadelphia were processing cocoa into chocolate to export and to sell domestically. Chocolate was popular in the coffeehouse culture and was processed for sale and consumption by enslaved laborers in the North. Farther south, in Virginia, cocoa was becoming [...] so popular that it is estimated that approximately one-third of Virginia’s elite was consuming cocoa in some form or another. For the wealthy, this treat was sipped multiple times a week; for others it was out of reach. [...]

The art of chocolate-making – roasting beans, grinding pods onto a stone over a small flame – was a labor-intensive task. An enslaved cook would have had to roast the cocoa beans on the open hearth, shell them by hand, grind the nibs on a heated chocolate stone, and then scrape the raw cocoa, add milk or water, cinnamon, nutmeg or vanilla, and serve it piping hot.

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One of the first chocolatiers in the Colonies was an enslaved cook named Caesar.

Born in 1732, Caesar was the chef at Stratford Hall, the home of the Lees of Virginia, and in his kitchen sat one of only three chocolate stones in the Colony. The other two were located at the governor’s palace and at the Carter family estate, belonging to one of the wealthiest families in Virginia. Caesar was responsible for cooking multiple meals a day for the Lees and any free person who came to visit. [...]

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The work was oppressive in the plantation kitchens at Christmas time. [...]

[T]hose working in the big house kitchen and as domestic laborers were expected to work around the clock to ensure a perfect holiday for the white family. The biggest task at hand was to cook and serve Christmas dinner, and chocolate was a favorite addition to the three-course formal dinner. [...] Oyster stew, meat pies, roasted pheasant, puddings, roasted suckling pig and Virginia ham are some of the many dishes that would be served in just one course. The night would finish with the sipping of chocolate: toasted, ground and spiced [...] and served in sipping-cups made specifically for drinking chocolate. [...]

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Decades before the two well-known enslaved chefs, Monticello’s James Hemings and George Washington’s Chef Hercules, [...] Caesar was running one of the Colonies’ most prestigious kitchens inside of Stratford Hall, and making chocolate for the Lees and their guests. [...] [H]is son, Caesar Jr., lived nearby and was the postillion [...].

The stress of cooking the most important dinner of the year was combined with the fear of what was to come on Jan. 1. New Year’s Day was commonly known as heartbreak day, when enslaved folks would be sold to pay off debts or rented out to a different plantation. Jan. 1 represented an impending doom, and the separation of families and loved ones. [...] Caesar disappeared from the records by the end of the 18th century. By 1800, his son Caesar Jr. was still owned by the Lees, but as that year ended, Christmas came and went, and Caesar Jr. was put up for collateral by Henry Lee for payment of his debts.

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The world Caesar lived in was one fueled by the Columbian Exchange, which was built from enslaved labor [...]: pineapples, Madeira wine, port, champagne, coffee, sugar and cocoa beans. These items traveled from plantation to dining room via the Atlantic trade, and were central to securing the reputation of Virginia’s plantation elite. The more exotic and delicious the food, the more domestic fame one would reap. Having cocoa delivered directly to your home, and having a chocolatier in the kitchen, were exceptional. It was through Caesar’s culinary arts that Stratford Hall became well-known throughout Colonial Virginia as a culinary destination.

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All text above by: Kelley Fanto Deetz. “Oppression in the kitchen, delight in the dining room: The story of Caesar, an enslaved chef and chocolatier in Colonial Virginia.” The Conversation. 21 December 2020. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]

#abolition #ecology #imperial #colonial

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mykneeshurt · 1 year

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hi!! happy new year!! 💗

I love ur writing, and I was thinking to drop this request;

so may request some hc’s of cod task force 141 (+ alejandro, könig, graves and rudy) :))

feel free to skip this if youre busy, just wondering, happy new year :)

Sorry this one took me some time, I got too in my head about it. It was so hard to not be bitchy to Graves lmfao, Soap is my favourite enjoy! SFW. Let me know if you want NSFW ones

Price 🥃

He supports Liverpool FC, no I won’t hear any different

His favourite non-alcoholic drink is ‘builders tea’

Glenfiddich 18 is his Whisky of choice

Favourite colour is khaki green

Is the father figure of the group, strong, reliable, approachable (everything my dad wasn’t lmfao, I still love him)

He wears a plain t-shirt pyjamas to bed, sleeps on his side, one arm under his head, absolutely snores

His favourite breed of dog is a Collie, or any working dog he can walk for miles for in the country side

He absolutely loves Bargain Hunt on TV

His favourite smell is fresh gingerbread

He’d make an excellent grandfather tbh

Soap 🧼

Despite being Scottish he supports Blackburn FC, an underdog (I refuse to comment on the Celtic vs Rangers, far too much history there. And I’m Welsh, it ent for me to say haah)

He absolutely loves winding the boys up about being English

His text tone is SCOTLAND FOREVVAAAA *aggressive bagpipes*

Soap 100% sleeps in the buff

His favourite dog would be a Labrador, nice active family friendly dog

He’s a chatterbox but a good listener when he needs to be, will often give some surprisingly good advice

He’s an iPhone wanker

Absolutely a mummy’s boy, would do anything for her - he’d love to pay off her mortgage for her

His favourite smell is the cheesy paws of his dog for real

He’s not a morning person, he loves a lie in when he can

Ghost 💀

Ghost supports Manchester City, he just gives me those vibes ok?

His favourite weather is rain/storms

When he’s home from a mission he’s a bath guy, he showers all the time on base, so when he’s home it’s hot ass bath with an audio book and his bourbon

He has two cats that his neighbour looks after when he’s away, two British blue shorthairs. Called Foxtrot and Whiskey

He also loves rabbits

He loves helping beginners at the gym

His favourite tv show is The Simpsons, something easy and colourful to watch to distract him from what he’s seen

He smells like Dior Suvage (anything musky and heavy)

He’s ambidextrous

He loves a cooked dinner, beef, roast potatoes, all the veg, stuffing and all the Yorkshire puddings

He’s got his tongue pierced, I’ve seen the fan art. You can’t tell me other wise.

Gaz 🇬🇧

He gives me Arsenal vibes, so he supports them

But also supports Chicago Bears in American Football

He’s gentle, reserved so he’d have a rat as a pet, highly intelligent

Fish and chips with curry sauce is his favourite meal, a proper British geeza

He smells fresh, think a bright spring day, fresh linen and cut grass

He loves the sunshine

He’s a keen gardener, grows his own herbs and vegetables

His house is spotless, minimalist, but has a huge book collection

He loves caramel lattes despite the banter from the boys, he has a sweet tooth

Loves meeting the boys down the pub on a Sunday for a carvery

Alejandro 🌹

He’s an excellent cook, his favourite hobby when not on a mission is trying out new recipes for Los Vaqueros

This man sleeps in silk sheets, tell me he doesn’t?

He’s fiercely loyal his country, he loves Mexico and is passionate about it through and through

He’s got a great sense of humour, enjoys making people laugh

He runs marathons for charity in his spare time

His favourite subject in school was history

If you’re sad this man gives the best hugs, he’ll make you a strong ass coffee and give one hell of a pep talk

His favourite smell is fresh cocoa beans, always stealing the nibs to eat

Him and Rudy have film nights with their families when they’re home

He’s 100% a girl dad, teaches her how to shoot with nerf guns in the garden

Rudy ❤️

He has a German Vizsla called Pollito, because her legs look like chicken drumsticks

He 100% has an android phone

He’s an armature photographer in his spare time, he loves nature

He and Alejandro have personalised ringtones for each other

His favourite food is Seafood paella

He owns a small farm, sells the produce to the local area, he loves animals

He once won a poetry competition

His favourite colour is orange

Sorry but he wears lynx Africa (I like it sue me)

He likes to game in his spare time, anything from farm simulator to RPGs

König 👑

He loves drawing, anything creative, he’ll draw/paint the Austrian countryside to de-stress

He grew up on a small farm in the Austrian mountains, he has a very close family

He doesn’t like large crowds, worried people stare at him because of his height, feels claustrophobic sometimes

He bites his nails when his hands aren’t busy or covered by gloves

He’s a cat guy 100%

He’s left handed, 100% a lefty but holds his gun right handed (its a struggle, I’m left handed)

He’d like a family one day, he’s got a lot of love to give

He smells like leather, sandalwood and vanilla

He loves eating raw cookie dough, vanilla and chocolate chip

He holds the record for the hardest punch in his home town

Graves 🇺🇸

His favourite holiday is July 4th, he does a huge fireworks display whenever he’s home

His favourite food is Gumbo

He smells like Paco Rabane Invictus

He’s got 3 Dobermans, whom he loves with all his heart. Ben, Jacob and Molly

He has a white picket fence - obviously

He doesn’t have a good relationship with his father, daddy forced him into the army to gain approval

He sleeps in red plaid pyjamas and has matching slippers

He’s fluent in French, he learnt it to pick up girls

He loves hiking in his spare time, with his 3 dogs

He runs support groups for veterans on a Thursday a local library

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anxiouscowboy · 4 months

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The Good, the Bad and the Ugly - Snow Headcanons

Bruh it snowed at my house and now I'm imagining how the boys would act experiencing snow for the first time.

Blondie - has the worst circulation of all time, gets cold and has to wear 3 sweaters under his poncho and ends up looking like a disgruntled marshmallow. He bought a matching earmuff/mitten combo but Tuco roasted him so he took them off.

Angel Eyes - 100% a Tik Tok man of destruction, kicks snowdrifts and throws icicles onto the pavement to watch them shatter to release The Rage. Hates snow shoveling with a purple passion and has to tunnel his way out of the house to get to his car.

Tuco - dude is LIVING for the snow. Catches snowflakes on his tongue, picks up handfuls of it and eats it, straight up dives into snowbanks, makes the gnarliest snowforts and snowmen and has an arsenal of snowballs that he uses to wage war upon his unsuspecting neighbors.

Blondie will waddle out to get the mail and Tuco will bean him in the face with a snowball, then duck and cover behind his snow fort because he knows full well what he's just unleashed. Angel Eyes appears from behind the fence and is subsequently caught in the crossfire and the snowball fight of the century ensues.

Bonus: at some point the trio calls a truce (Angel Eyes hit Tuco in the nose with an ice ball and Blondie fell down and couldn't get up because of all his layers) and they all go over to Blondie's house to drink hot cocoa and thaw out by the fire for a bit.

Bonus bonus: Blondie likes his hot cocoa with marshmallows, Angel Eyes likes his with whipped cream, and Tuco likes his with alcohol, marshmallows, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and sprinkles. The others are horrified. To each his own.

#the good the bad and the ugly #the dollars trilogy #clint eastwood #lee van cleef #eli wallach #blondie #angel eyes #tuco ramirez #cowboyblogging #the man with no name

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sotwk · 3 months

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Girl!

*slams hands on table*

Hear me out:

Cocoa is probably a crop that exists in Middle-Earth despite this place being created based on Eurasia, because we know corn exists (Lembas bread), and chocolate is a candy that was invented thanks to a method of hydraulic press that squeezes the cocoa butter out of roasted cocoa almonds, allowing the remaining cocoa to be powdered and remixed with the butter to make chocolate, and considering how elves, orcs, dwarves and many other folks had methods of pressing grains, and how Middle-Earth has areas close to deserts which would allow the growth of cocoa...

Does that mean chocolates exist on Middle-Earth, which means Thranduil could have eaten chocolate! Which begs the question:

Did he ever try chocolate? If yes, did he like it? If no, would he have liked it if he did? I ask cuz chocolates are great to eat with wine!

Thank for making a case for chocolate existing in Middle-earth! I agree that it is one of those "exotic" delicacies that would have been discovered (the cocoa bean) and created by one of the Middle-earth races. Personally, I see it as something being innovated by the race of Men, likely the Dunedain or perhaps even Numenor.

Under the rule of Thranduil, the Woodland Realm had a lively trade with the kingdoms of Men in the first millennium of the Third Age, so they absolutely would have imported chocolate (among many other goods), and eventually even developed their own versions of it. In the SotWK AU, the Woodland elves' love for food rivals that of hobbits and dwarves. (See my HC post about Food in the Woodland Realm)

Would Thanduil have liked chocolate, and the other "innovative" sweets you mentioned in your two other Asks? (here comes the SotWK AU opinion:)

Thranduil doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. He prefers savory flavors, and this matches his preference for dry wine over sweet wine.

Chocolate: Thranduil does enjoy it, but only to an extent. He usually only eats it when it is served as part of the dessert course during special occasions. However, chocolates are frequently used as special gifts from the royal family to their friends, including their subjects.

Marshmallow: Likely another invention from Men, I see marshmallows as an ingredient added to cakes, pastries, drinks, and other sweet foods. I don't see it as something Elves would eat on its own, since they consider it much too sweet anyway (like all forms of candy).

Cotton candy/candy floss: I imagine this was something devised by the Hobbits of the Shire, which means the Woodland Realm likely did not encounter it until the latter part of the Third Age. Perhaps even it was Bilbo himself who introduced it to the Elvenking during one of his visits to the Shire! Thranduil's verdict? A rather vile confection, but very amusing!

Bonus SotWK HC: So who did like candy in Thranduil's family? Prince Turhir Thranduilion was well-known for having an adventurous palette; he was willing to eat anything (apart from the obvious "don't eat" animals, of course), and he found enjoyment even in extreme flavors and textures, including sugary treats that most Elves found too sweet. (It's also fun imagining a behemoth, stern-faced elf-lord eating mini marshmallows and tufts of pink candy floss, hanging out with kids.)

Thank you for the Ask, my friend, and for providing all this wonderful food history information!

#sotwk answers #sotwk headcanon #thranduil #the hobbit #tolkien #mirkwood elves #greenwood the great #thranduil headcanon #sotwk oc #turhir thranduilion

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askfriskandcompany · 11 months

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Is Chara one of those "American Chocolate isn't real chocolate" snobs?

They prefer higher cacao ratios, but they aren't a region snob about it. Any chocolate that has some amount of roasted powdered cacao seeds in it is chocolate to them. The problem they have is with anything claiming to be chocolate that has no cacao powder in it, and no, cocoa butter or cacao fruit doesn't count. Those are separate things to them. To them, the term "white chocolate" is false advertizing akin to calling green tea "Green Coffee" like, there is no coffee beans in that drink, make it make sense.

-TQ

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sunmoon-starfactory · 2 years

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Bittersweet - Sugar, Vanilla & Cocoa

Sims can now grow the raw resources for proper sugar, chocolate, and vanilla production. They can take items from their initial raw states to finished products to be used for stocking fridges, selling for profit, or as ingredients in other crafting stations. Please read the manual and see below the cut for more information.

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Sugar Production: Sims will grow Sugarcane and then process it by chopping, mangling, and boiling harvested sugarcanes down to dried granulated sugar and sticky molasses. Fields require no maintenance but do require fertilizer and are growable all year. The processor itself, sims will move about the table and to the pot as they go through processing steps.

Chocolate Production: Tropical Cocoa Trees are harvested of their Cocoa Pods. Once pods are obtained the nibs inside can be roasted over fire to dry and finish them off. These roasted nibs can then even be ground into Cocoa Powder with the Spice of Life Grinders.

Vanilla Production: Tropical Vanilla Vines are harvested of their Fresh Vanilla Beans. Once beans are obtained they need to dry and sweat in a rack until brown in color. These Aged Vanilla Beans can then even be ground into Vanilla Powder with the Spice of Life Grinders.

Replace/Overwrite Files: ● All Accessory Files ● All Inventory Tool Files ● Bulk & Small Sugar Sack

#ts2 #s2cc #sims2 #sims 2 #cc #custom content #mod #sun&moon #crafting station

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bloodpressurecuff · 8 months

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ok covid isolation korean chili

4 tbsp butter 1 yellow onion diced 3 garlic cloves minced 1 lb ground beef salt and pepper 5 tbsp gochujang generous pour of cholula scoop of cocoa powder pittance of cumin and oregano 1 cup irish stout 15 oz fire-roasted tomato sauce 500ml sagol gomtang 1 can of bushs baked beans

#my recipe

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tastesoftamriel · 2 years

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As someone who loves sweets, what fine desserts exist across Tamriel? I’ll bet the bosmer get super creative! And the Khajiit are sure winners.

Aside from candies and sweets, desserts across Tamriel reflect local tastes and vary in complexity, flavour, and texture.

Altmer

Dessert in Summerset is always served cool or chilled, and is bound to be just the right amount of flavourful and refreshing. Take, for example, the famous sorbet cups served everywhere from street corners in Alinor to posh dining tables. Some of my favourite flavours are candied cherry blossom, jasmine with dark chocolate chips, and mint with lime zest.

Argonians

Nothing beats the popping "onde-onde" balls beloved by Black Marsh residents. These sticky "cakes" are made of glutinous rice, and have a liquid coconut or palm sugar centre, and are liberally coated in shredded coconut. While small and easy to eat in a bite, the glutinous rice does get quite filling, so four is usually enough for dessert!

Bosmer

Custard, in its most perfect, creamy, glorious, silky form, is one of the staples of Valenwood desserts. Made with sugar mammoth cream and eggs, these lightly sweet custards are served as is, chilled, or topped with bacon bits for some crunch. My personal favourite is the non-Green Pact version of a creme brulee, where custard is drizzled with moon sugar and blasted with a flame spell until caramelised and crisp on top.

Bretons

The humble chocolate pastry is probably every Breton's favourite everyday treat, and for good reason. Sweet dark chocolate enveloped by buttery puff pastry is oh so simple yet oh so decadent. Best served with a cup of tea or coffee.

Dunmer

A traditional Dark Elf dessert loved by all from Mournhold to Windhelm is a deliciously weird "cake" made from a layer of sweetened glutinous saltrice, and topped with an equally-sized firm layer of marshmerrow custard. Served chilled, these "kueh salat" are enormously addictive and satisfying. One of my favourite desserts.

Imperials

Every Imperial dessert is enjoyable in my book, especially those containing a drop or two of something boozy. Take, for example, the humble tiramisu of Bruma. Almond and coffee and all things flavourful make up this rich, mascarpone-based cake, made traditionally with almond biscuits soaked in amaretto as a base. Topped with a mound of glorious cocoa powder, it's a sumptuous delight of a dessert.

Khajiit

Miso...caramel? Umami fermented soy bean paste meets rich moon sugar caramel for the ultimate flavour fusion that I certainly wasn't prepared for! Big batches of Miso caramel are always on hand in any confectioner's kitchen. It goes in everything from ice cream and cheesecake to being mixed with dulce de leche for an outrageously decadent pudding. On that note, I'll have one miso caramel pudding with a miso caramel cream coffee, thanks.

Nords

Steamed treacle pudding gets my vote as one of Skyrim's best desserts. Dense and gooey, and sometimes even drenched in mead, these puddings are served hot at every tavern (rivalling Breton sticky toffee pudding). Topped with whipped cream, the rich treacle is a real treat when poured over and infused into the rich butter pudding!

Orcs

Sweet potato pudding is a set custard infused with lots and lots of roasted sweet potatoes! Mashed and mixed into a plain creme patissiere, then swirled through with a spiced caramel swirl, these ganache-like treats are simply to die for (and you just might, if you try nick this off an Orc).

Redguards

Cardamom and saffron are ubiquitous in Redguard cooking, and this includes desserts. "Rasmalai", a dish made from fried, spongy patties of cottage cheese soaked in cardamon syrup, floating in a thick and sweet saffron and cardamom milk sauce. While it sounds a bit odd, rasmalai is a true treat for the senses, and is a rich and flavourful end to any meal.

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myriadxofxmuses · 4 months

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 — BOLD / ITALICIZE what applies

Johanna Mason

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries.

𝚅𝙸𝚂𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂.

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂.

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lillies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandlewood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / seacucumbers / peppermint.

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#conscriptur #lostxones #lunarruled #waveofstars #scinglives #fangsandmagic #uncxntrxllable #summerxmelodies #heartxshaped-bruises #huntrcssqueen #blindspct #[silent war axe: johanna]#[perceptible things: aesthetics]

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words-and-wishes · 4 months

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How to Let it Pass

The sand underfoot burns- not out of malice,

but because it must. The sun makes sure of it.

But it’s okay to kick your feet up, baby.

Shut your eyes and let the sound of waves

crash against your aggravated eardrums.

Paper lights that same way, sudden,

igniting with a flash of heat. White, then

a flash of orange and yellow,

and then that deep woody char.

The color is familiar: it starts off as

unwritten mascarpone and sugar to taste.

Then it changes to the no-bake

color of crumbled cocoa

and the roasted shade of coffee beans.

You know I’d love to make tiramisu for you.

I’ll make sure it’s rich and soft,

the texture of soil. Perfect for bulbs

to push up through. Perfect for

the vibrant petals to unfold, meeting

the sun that heats sand past burning.

But, again, you can kick your feet up.

Just because you had to walk through

blistering heat to get here

does not mean that you have to stay in it.

Let the sound of waves lull you to sleep.

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solarisgod · 5 months

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▌┊ CHARACTER AESTHETICS ／／ : GENERAL SENSES

BOLD - applies ┊ italic - sometimes applies ┊ blank - never applies

SOUNDS.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / labored breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries.

VISUALS.

filled notebooks / dog-eared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

SCENTS.

#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ STUDY . ›#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ CANONS . ›#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ MICAH . ›

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frederickchill · 5 months

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CHARACTER AESTHETIC — Frederick Chilton.

BOLD / ITALICIZE what applies.

SOUNDS

VISUALS

SCENTS

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#frederick chilton

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cartelheir · 5 months

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 — BOLD / ITALICIZE what applies.

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂.

𝚅𝙸𝚂𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂.

𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂.

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#𝐡𝐜 . ❛ sangre por sangre. ❜

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