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Rae's Trick or Treat Recipe Book 2023
The Super Duper Cake
Mudslide Cake
Honey Loaf
Bakestones
Cream Cookies
Pear Baked Custard
Bara Brith
Date and Walnut Loaf
Bananananananana Bread
The Bizarre Avocado Cupcake-Muffin-Things
Attempt to get Rae's Secret Chocolate Brownie Recipe: Unsuccessful!
Better luck next time!
Edit: Dried Fruit House Blend Explained
Concept: a mermaid who collects human artifacts, but, like, exclusively objects that humans have dramatically cast into the sea in moments of high emotion, catharsis, or personal revelation. Each item is carefully mounted above a little index card that outlines the circumstances of its hurling in terse, clinical prose.
How many outdated cellphones does she have from businessmen who realize that Family is more important?
Fewer than you’d think. For a variety of fascinating demographic and cultural reasons, importance-of-family cell phones are considerably more likely to be hurled into lakes than oceans. She’s co-authored a paper on the subject that’s due to be published next month.
I hope it’s been pier reviewed
I'm probably never going to find it again, but there was a response to one of those "artworks we think we can make" posts that was like "Okay, go for it." Like, dead serious.
Are you going to come out of it with a Klein-level work? No. Dude was bonkers skilled. But I am here to tell you that if you've ever gone to Home Depot and shuffled through paint chips and been like "God, this is such a gorgeous color, I fucking love this color" and then immediately been like "...but I can't imagine painting a wall with it." and bought a can of soul-killing eggshell off-white or what the fuck ever, you absolutely can go pick up a $10 canvas from a craftstore and a $5 sample of that color and just hang 6 square feet of it on a wall and enjoy the fuck out of it.
For real, buds. If you see an artwork and you're like "Shit, I could have made that," that is a reminder that god can't stop you and probably neither can science.
For all its faults Tumblr has truly ruined all other social media for me because my friends all have Instagram and are all trying to get me on Instagram more but every time I open Instagram there are like fifteen things screaming for my attention and when I get over myself long enough to start scrolling it's like. Where is my chronological dash. Where is the following-only option. Who are these people. Why are there so many videos. Everyone is screaming at me. And then before I know it I'm thirty minutes into scrolling and I haven't seen a single thing that I actually care about. At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.
Just watched Adam Conover (of Adam Ruins Everything) make such a solid point that I think we should spread far and wide. Yes, having AI write your emails is lazy, sure, but people love being lazy. We need to really emphasize that sending AI emails (or using AI responses on social media, or publishing AI flyers, or or or) is rude.
It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.
It's rude.
Take my hand. You will not miss twitter if you delete your account. You will not miss out on cultural shifts or news or memes or anything like that because the internet is all one big Sharefest anyway. If something truly funny or interesting or alarming happens on that app it will be screenshotted and shared somewhere else. I understand that it used to be fun. But now it’s an app owned by a scumbag built on an algorithm intentionally made to get you upset because rage gets clicks & replies. I’m not saying this judgmentally I’m saying it as someone who had a final straw two years ago & feels infinitely better in online spaces now without twitter in my life.
rocky learning about last names is one of the most stressful days of grace's life on the way to erid.
it starts with them watching a movie, maybe the devil wears prada, and a little way through the movie rocky asks why miranda has two names. is it because she's more important?
grace, already anticipating a long conversation, says no, all humans have two names. everyone's just scared of miranda because her two names are really well known.
"grace have another name and not tell rocky?!" rocky asks, incensed. "what names mean, question? why two?"
"well," grace explains, "your first name is the name your parents give you at birth. usually people call you by your first name, especially if you're close. except in... some situations, i guess," he says, remembering stratt's vat. nobody had called him ryland there, but he still felt pretty close to all of them.
"and second name?" rocky prompts.
"right - last names correlate to your family. when you're born, you take your family name so that people know who you're related to. it also helps differentiate between two people with the same first name."
"so what grace last name, question?" rocky asks. grace blanches a little.
"uhh... grace is my last name, rock," he says, sheepishly.
"what?!" rocky yells. grace winces. "grace not tell rocky grace first name? grace not close with rocky? grace hate rocky?"
"no!" grace protests. "of course i don't hate you! don't say that!" maybe it's stupid, but grace does actually feel a little hurt by the insinuation.
"then why not tell rocky?!"
grace sighs. "i don't know, rock. i mean - when i met you i barely knew up from down, much less what my name meant to me. and i kept getting these memories and everyone kept calling me grace, and i just, i haven't been called ryland in so long it doesn't really feel like my name anymore."
rocky ruminates on this for a moment. then: "...ryland is grace first name, question?"
"yeah."
"rocky like grace better." grace deflates with relief. "yeah, me too, buddy."
"but," rocky says, "rocky want last name too now."
huh. okay, then.
"i guess i could figure that out," grace agrees. "we could give you movie rocky's last name? you wanna be rocky balboa?"
"mm, no," rocky says.
"okay, well we could go region based, i guess. where'd you grow up? i can make up something fitting, or i can look something up on my computer, i'm sure there's places on earth that are similar to places on erid -"
"no," rocky interrupts. "want grace."
"...huh?"
"rocky want grace last name."
grace is suddenly feeling very, very flushed. "you what??"
"last name is family name, question?"
"well, yeah, but -"
"and rocky grace family now. so rocky want grace family name!"
...well, when he says it like THAT, it's so much more innocent. grace... well, he agrees, because what else is he gonna say? that rocky should know that that that's as good as a marriage proposal?
no, that takes too much cultural context, and a longer conversation than he wants to have right now. easier to just let rocky have it. it's not like there'll be any consequences to bite him in the ass, right?
(wrong.)
Reblog if it’s okay for people to inbox you questions, headcanon, theories, anything about your Blorbo
Last line game: share the last line you wrote (and tag as many people as words, or however many you want).
“I wouldn’t! Lyonel!” Dunk yells after him, before apparently deciding to let Lyonel sulk in peace, which is good, which is excellent, which is exactly what Lyonel wanted.
If you see this, and want to do your own, consider yourself tagged.
i love this!!
"What's this, Donnel? Have you taken me to the woods to reveal you've been an axe murderer all along?"
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“Stay here in the warmth, enjoy some company and wine, and perhaps the true road will make itself clear again in the morning.”
@crypticranger @scrumptiousmoonperson
The way he says it makes Brandon feel, suddenly and inexplicably, like an intruder overhearing a confession, centuries too late.
@vardmard @snakeonthewater
Thank you for the tag!
"A quarter of Flea Bottom was some kind of dragon seed. Of all the bastards to be, that was the worst kind. You learned to ignore it—it was only polite.” And there was that old rhyme: Aegon the Rutter, Realm-Cutter, took his fill and left us in the gutter.
@motherrthing @raethereptile and anyone else who sees this and is in the middle of writing something!
Baelor let out a breathy laugh, and eyes till closed, roles into his side towards them, and placed a kiss on Dyanna's bare shoulder. He followed it with another in Maekar's shoulder and a hand ran down the plane of his back.
Finished this a couple of weeks ago, I'm ruminating on a new one shot but I haven't actually put pen to paper yet so I hope this will suffice
@itellyouthisisnottheend @thranduilland I love all your stuff, I hope you don't mind the tag 🤍
Modern-esque AU wherein Fem!Dunk has to put up with one too many of Aerion's shenanigans (maybe they go to school together or smth, idk) and when complaining during girl's night, Rowan suggests that Dunk stepson-zone Aerion.
"What?" Dunk asks.
"Fuck his dad," says Rowan.
Tanselle starts to take away the booze at that point.
But for reasons, Dunk knows where the Targaryens live. And the next time Aerion pisses her off, she blacks out and finds herself at his father's front door having already rung the bell.
Maekar answers and Dunk immediately says, "Sorry, this was a mistake."
Not sure why Maekar wouldn't let her leave, but eventually he gets Dunk to say, "I want to piss off your son and dating you would be the most surefire way to do that."
"Dating me?" says Maekar.
"Well, my friend suggested I marry you, actually," says Dunk. "So Aerion would be my stepson. But you're a nice man and very handsome and you probably have a lot on and this is very inappropriate."
"No, I'll do it," says Maekar. Because he loves his son, but even he agrees that Aerion needs to be brought down a peg, and his father dating someone he hates/likes to antagonize might just do it.
Anyway, they actually get together.
Maekar in dunks shirt omg sold
asoiaf omegaverse concept: unlike everyone else in westeros, valyrians all live as betas, unless they meet their perfect mate (soulmate, if you will).
dunk walks into the great hall at ashford castle and maekar and baelor immediately go into preheat. it's very confusing for all involved, none more so than dunk
maekar's praise kink vs baelor's praise kink vs dunk's praise kink FIGHT
The thing about Baelor and Maekar, that hangs over their entire relationship no matter how you view it, is that they are both keenly aware that should one of them have been born a sister they would be married. Those kids that call them both Kepa would be theirs in truth.
There's a moment during the hotel hallway fight where Lestat says, "consider this sliding door of Dan."
If you don't know, Sliding Doors is a movie about (I haven't seen it, I just know it from pop culture references) timeline divergence, and how a life can be changed if one moment is different. Similar to the Butterfly Effect.
Lestat is talking about how if Daniel hadn't come to his rescue, and Lestat had been killed, the catastrophe this season is hinting at would never have happened.
But I particularly like this analogy because Daniel has been The Sliding Door of this whole series since season one. Because while there have been time period changes in the adaptation, the barebones structure of the story remains the same: Lestat goes to New Orleans, Lestat meets Louis, they make Claudia, Louis and Claudia run away to Europe where they meet Armand, Claudia is killed by Armand and his coven. Time placement may be different, but the linear movement of everything is the same. The first major divergence (to me) is when Daniel DOESNT write the book in the 1970s. There is no second interview in the Vampire Chronicles books. There is no Daniel walking out of Divisadero Street and living a relatively normal human life. Armand and Louis leaving with Daniel's tapes so he cannot remember and cannot write the book is to me the "sliding doors" moment that creates two paths: the books' path and the show's path.
Swarovski can continue to fuck off.
In 2021, Swarovski (the company that makes the very sparkly crystals you see in certain jewelry, on figure-skaters' twinkliest outfits, on red carpet dresses), decided they didn't want the grubby fingers of small-time jewelers, clothing designers and costumers and crafters on their shiny beads and rhinestones anymore. They decided to limit their sales to "luxury" and couture creators, not girls who sell stuff on Etsy. The tenor of their press release on the subject was snide and insulting. Resellers (like your favorite bead shop) would no longer be allowed to carry their product; the average Jane on the street would not be able to purchase them. You could only get them if you had an authorized business agreement that bound you to very strict brand behavior. And those of us who still had good stock of the crystals would no longer be "permitted" to use the brand's name in our listings for sale.
Every bead shop and craft supply place and many, many small clothing makers--wedding shops, prom and dancing dress suppliers, the sort of salt of the Earth mom and pop time machines of shops that are the backbone of the field--scrambled to find something that could replace them. The last of the stock dwindled quickly, all of us grabbing what we could get while there was any chance of it, and then it was gone and we no longer had any access.
I was Big Pissed about it at the time. It was just so goddamn stuck-up, when wholesalers and indie jewelers had made them so much money, when some people I knew--when *I!*--had been brand-loyal for decades. But with no recourse, everyone pivoted fairly quickly, most of us to Preciosa Crystals. Those are Czech, quite sparkly, and considerably less expensive than Swarovski. The faceting method they use is different, but not worse; any differences are hardly noticeable when you're seeing them as a hundred pinpoints of light.
Well, out of nowhere, Swarovski just dropped this: https://www.harmanbeads.com/swarovski-brand-policy-update
"Effective June 1, 2026, Swarovski updated the distribution and brand usage policies introduced in 2021. Businesses may now purchase Swarovski Crystals without signing a Brand Control Agreement, and Authorized Distribution Partners may once again sell Swarovski Crystals to resellers, including bead stores and online retailers. Businesses may also use the Swarovski brand name when following Swarovski’s Proper Use Guidelines. Designers, manufacturers, artists, brands, retailers, and resellers are now eligible to purchase Swarovski Crystals through authorized distribution channels."
They want us back. A lot of the companies who could have kept a brand relationship with them also have swapped to Preciosa, over the last half-decade, in solidarity with indie creators and out of a sour awareness that it could be them, next. And it doesn't hurt that Preciosa was able to expand their line quite a bit now that everyone who wanted sparkle had no choice but to go to them.
And I'm not seeing nearly anyone who intends to return. The feeling is, "Y'all told us to fuck off! Off we fucked! And now, that's what you can do, too!" I'm seeing a lot of "How many of us did you stab in the back?" comments from the people whose money they're hoping to attract.
And personally I'm sitting over here all rubby hands, mean snickering, because they really thought they were going to be able to outclimb the people who actually provided all their profits, and now here they are, hat in hand.
