1 (small) piece of fresh ginger (or more if that's to your liking)
1 cinnamon stick
2 cloves
1-2 star anise
Wash the orange with hot water, peel some skin off, and squeeze the juice out. Peel the ginger and cut it. Mix everything (Juices, orange peel, ginger and the other spices) in a pot and bring it to a boil once. Take it of the stove and let it steep for 30-40 minutes. Filter it and reheat it if necessary for serving.
Tag des deutschen Apfels: Apfelpunsch und Zimtzucker-Popcorn
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Heute, am 11. Januar, ist Tag des deutschen Apfels. Dieser will auf die Qualität und Vielfalt der einheimischen beziehungsweise regionalen Apfelsorten aufmerksam machen.
Wie ihr euch vielleicht erinnert, hatte ich im vergangenen September eine besonders üppige Apfelernte erzielt und daraus über 215 Liter Apfelsaft pressen lassen.
How about this AU? "B spots A walking down the street and promptly crashes their bike into a pole/a building/another bike rider." Aaron riding a bike and seeing Lutz for a split second would be cute, but RiLi would also be hilarious...
[I couldn’t figure out how Lutz would react, and I’m tired and my mind stupid, so... Let’s attempt one of those things I need to work on.]
Liam didn’t believe in things like ‘feeling someone look at you’, but as he walked down the street, something sure made his skin prickle. So he let the banana he’d bought as an afternoon snack slide out from between his lips, looking around himself.
The crash that suddenly sounded made him drop the fruit, though, as he rushed to the bike and man lying on the ground. Quickly kneeling on his left leg, he carefully helped with lifting away the vehicle, before looking to its driver.
“Are ya okay? Did ya hit yer he-” he was interrupted by a rough, smoker’s voice and green eyes looking up at him. Eyes that made the red hair on the nape of his neck stand up.
“Damn, hot stuff... Are yo’ free tonight?” As a wide grin split the man’s face, Liam felt his cheeks heat under his gaze, which just got worse the other looked at him. He did his best to blink it away, though, and take on a stern look while watching the dark haired stranger sit up.
“I- Why does that matter, ya need to be careful in case ya got a concussion.”
“Oh don’t worry, I can take it rougher,” and the way those words passed his lips didn’t help the Irishman’s blush. The follow-up didn’t help either. “And I’m asking ‘cause I wanna know what more you can do with your mouth...”
That took him aback, spluttering for a moment as he scrambled to stand up, doing his best to ignore the way his moves were watched.
“I- What the fuck is that kind of- No, a’m working tonight, and ya oughta call an ambulance, ‘cause ya really hit it badly!” And Liam didn’t look back as he turned away, only stopping to throw away his spoiled banana. Though, later that evening while making a martini, he felt that same prickly sensation on his skin...
RiLi: "I’d rather burn than boil." (Rico while taking off clothes in public, probably... xD)
“What the fuck do ya think yer doing…!?” the redhead first exclaimed, though his words turned a hissed whisper as he glared at the other. And dug his fingers into Rico’s worn t-shirt, to stop it from going over the man’s head.
“What? It’s hot as Satan’s asscrack here,” came the reply, while the Spaniard tried to swat away those pale, freckled fingers. They stayed, though, as Liam took a step closer to stare into his boyfriend’s eyes. Eyes that looked more irritated than guilty, with bushy eyebrows riding low over them.
“We’re in public. Not at a beach,” he tried again, voice still low and certainly threatening, even if it didn’t work. He just wanted to avoid to make an even bigger scandal than the two of them holding hands, not to mention the kiss earlier. He was still embarrassed from that! “Plus, ya’ll burn, since ya didn’t put on sun lotion.”
“Well, that was only because you didn’t want to rub it on me,” didn’t really help Rico’s case. Nor did him wiggling his eyebrows. “Besides, I’d rather burn than boil.”
And that was final, as he swiftly took a step back and all but tore his shirt off, to Liam’s embarrassment. Though, if the Spaniard tried to make amends by kissing his freckled lover, he was mistaken. All that earned him was a punch to his already slightly burnt arm.
Have any more thoughts about that AU where Liam is a killer? :3
I’ll have to assume you’re referring to this! Though just to be clear, he’s a killer in canon too, because yay (?) gang wars.
I don’t really have any more thoughts, though, because I’m shit at developing AUs on my own... He’d probably run into Rico after a job or something at a bar, and go along with sleeping together to calm down. Then the obvious angst would come with someone commissioning him to kill Andy or something.
Or, Andy commissions Liam, that’d be interesting for sure! The redhead would find himself enjoying talking to clients for once, and accept offers almost just to be social for once.
Oh deer God… :’D Most of these are probably very obvious, but here you go, and thank you~
1. Who cooks?
Liam, I’m not even sure Rico knows how to cook anything…?
Liam is easily the cleanest out of the two, pfff. Very much because Rico is, I quote his creator, “a disgusting male specimen.” While Liam was raised a single child with a strict mother who demanded her home to be spot free. Shit got stuck.
Who fixes the vehicle after a breakdown?
Rico, and now I’m starting to feel that this sounds hella heteronormative… :’D But he’s the one who has a thing for motors and stuff, machines in general aren’t fond of Liam.
Living space has a leak! Who fixes it?
If they’d live with each other, I’m pretty sure they’d call a professional if they couldn’t figure it out together. No need to make it any worse, after all.
Who buys the groceries?
IU, Liam, because of how their different living arrangements are. But I imagine they’d split it in two if they lived together. Rico would need a list with specifics from his dear redhead, though, I imagine.
Going out to eat: Who pays? Who orders the most food? And who has dessert?
Pretty sure they’d split, or whoever has money/invited the other out pays. Also pretty sure that Rico orders the most food.
And that he can talk Liam into dessert, if the other is hesitant about it for whatever reason. Then again, I think Liam might refuse dessert to avoid any possible embarrassing situation that might arise with chocolate or sauce or ice cream.
Would they go to the beach?
They already kinda have, in canon~ And I think they would in most stories, honestly.
Who knows how to swim? Who doesn’t?
Both knows how to swim.
Is someone multilingual? Do they try to teach another language to the other? How does it go?
Ricardo is multilingual with Spanish and English, while Liam knows some Gaelic curses. Tho’, Rico would most likely only teach filthy stuff, and with Liam’s kink for dirty talk… The lesson would quickly derail into some fucking.
Any pets? Or plants?
Liam is such a cat person, and has a mommy and some kittens IU~ Rico loves them, too, and helps finding homes for the little ones Liam doesn’t keep.
Baths or showers? Together or separate? Any bubbles or bubble fights?
Both, me thinks, and they shower together when they get the chance. Unless either is in a hurry, then Liam refuses/kicks Rico out, because he knows how that will end up.
Bubble baths… I can very much imagine Rico making one, to Liam’s annoyance.
Can they stand silence? Who talks the most? Who talks the least?
They’re probably fairly even in talking, but even if Liam spends his days listening to people, he likes Rico’s voice. And the other doesn’t mind talking especially in bed.
As for silence, they’re both content just holding each other, with the occasional check if the other is still awake. Or teasable, when Rico checks on Liam.
Who stays up late? Who sleeps the most? Does the other have to force them to sleep/wake up?
When together, Rico sleeps the most, because Liam makes him relax, but even if the same for the redhead, he has a day job. So Liam might have to shake the other awake if he has to leave. And they are both in gangs that tend to be a bit nocturnal, so…
Who is the highest maintenance? Does the other mind?
It depends on how you see it. Liam is more stressed and has much more insecurities than Rico, hence needing more reassurance. However, Rico’s a dense, horny, hard-to-anger tease… So take your pick!
Vacation ideas: who decides them? Where would they go, if anywhere?
They decide together, though both likes to surprise the other. And I think they just want to get away to somewhere they don’t have to think, just exist and enjoy life and each other. Like a warm beach or nice hotel weekend.
For our annual advent wreath binding session i made apple punch. non alcoholic, but i guess you could just add some.
it's pretty easy and quickly done.
ingredients:
2 apples, chopped or sliced
8 cups natural apple juice
2 cinamon sticks
some cloves
What you do:
Combine apple juice, cinamon and cloves in a pot. Place apple slices inside pitcher. Heat all of the ingredients over a stove on low heat. Simmer for a few minutes until warm and serve in mugs or glases.
do you have christmas traditions?
if you'd like to know how an advent wreath is bound you might want to look at my post from last year.
[I just wrote something. Anything. LDR RiLi was the result, and a small peek into Liam's emotional numbness, caused by childhood.]
He always felt weird that last hour, staring out the window and simply letting time pass. Maybe because that was all he could do; his books never lasted the whole trip, and he didn't feel like listening to music.
Though, the emotional numbness he felt didn't have anything to do with distractions, he knew that very well. Rather, he was just... Weird, and numb. Couldn't focus on anything, not even what it'd be like to finally meet Rico again. As if they hadn't been apart for two months.
So when his stop was announced, he just calmly collected his things, and stepped off. As he steered through the crowd, he scanned it for a dark complexion and mohawk, but his boyfriend spotted him first.
And then it didn't matter what he felt. Because the usually loud Latino had pushed through the station in seconds and wrapped strong arms around him, holding on tight. Not a sound was uttered, just a big sigh of relief, as he buried his face in Liam's neck.
Which was when something clicked inside the redhead, and his big bag fell to the ground. Then his arms were around the other, and the smallest of noises escaped him.
"Fuck I missed you, bebé..." The whisper moved against his neck, making him shiver while he nuzzled back, as his heart was suddenly beating too hard. All he could do was rock gently from one side to another, breathing in the scent of tobacco and motor oil.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so aware of someone, but he guessed it was when they said goodbye last. And he was already dreading the next time they would have to do that.
So he just held on, until he had voice enough to lean away and look into green eyes. To smile, even.
"I missed you too." And just like that he could feel again.
