how did you manage the sheet of glistening goo. question
I created my glistening daughter of gore by reading an article from some questionable tiktokers on a questionable gummy recipe. I realized I didn't have any kind of juice or soda to flavour the candy, and so I went to the pantry and took out the most compatible ingredient: peaches in a can. I thought the can would contain peach juice, but as I poured it into the bowl I realized that the true contents were peach syrup. I assumed this wouldn't be a huge problem, and so I stirred it in with the agar agar powder (gelatin replacement) over the stove.
The horror of my mistake dawned upon me as I watched the clumps form leaving me helpless to save my precious candy. It turns out that agar agar powder must be dissolved in pure liquidy water and not syrup. I was already too far in, however, as I had used the last of my gelatinous powder, and so I stirred and stirred and poured in water and an accidental insane amount of red food dye (i was looking to add a couple drops but probably added 2 tablespoons). After a while it boiled, and though the recipe said to let it continue to boil for 5 minutes I feared that my clumps of goo in sugary water would burn, so I simply turned off the heat and placed the concoction into the refrigerator.
Then later in the day, to my surprise, it was just syrup. I wondered if the acids in the peach had broken down the crystal formations. I mixed in a hefty amount of sugar and heated it up on the stove before leaving it out on the counter unprotected for the whole night.
The next day (today) I checked on it and realized it was still syrup. Thicker syrup, yes, but syrup none the less. I thought the best thing to do would be to sprinkle sugar over it to encourage crystal formations, pour it onto a tray, and bake it in the oven for 30 minutes.
summary : she’s a dancer with a normal life in her country located at the end of the world, who would believe that even this things happens far away? that’s where calum and she were found but people could be lost and found multiple times.
notes : hi babies so i’m writing this serie because i have in mind a lot of ideas and i’m trying this writing thing hehe so i hope you like it, i know that is a foreign female oc and i still wrote everything in english (and just a few word in spanish) lol but you got the point.
Some of the events are based on my or other people experiences so it’s good to write them to get them off my head and i’m gonna change the time of some events.
Enjoy and as english is not my first language and it’s my first fic feel more than welcome to talk to me about opinions, suggestions, ideas, etc. thank you , love you xx. 💖
fic serie is inspired by Lost & Found by Jorja Smith (listen to the song in the link to understand/enjoy the prologue and chapter 1 next)
I never thought I would ever find
Something so assured but so fine (but so fine)
I'd fantasize that you'd come around
Focus and your dreams turn to reality
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Present Day
Her boyfriend just arrived home, “babe, i’m home! i got a surprise for you” he says with a lot of excitement on his voice.
“i’m upstairs!” she says running to clean up everything on the bathroom before he enters the room.
He appears on the bedroom saying hi to his girlfriend with a kiss.
“what is the surprise? i can feel the excitement” she says with a flirty voice trying to hide the fear to him.
“i just got tickets for a concert tonight” he says moving his eyebrows.
She saw the name of the artist printed on the tickets and says to him “wow” because she was not expecting to see that name.
3 years ago
“thank you so much Santiago, I'm not quite sure why me and Luke are hugging..🇨🇱” puts Michael on his caption with the picture
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It’s a windy friday night, the wind was usual in september in Chile, that means that the holidays for the massive celebration for the independence of Chile are coming like around the corner, but with the climate change and how her country is, for Rosie it wasn’t surprised if in a couple hours the wind disappears and it’s hot.
Today her work shift was at night, she has to stay until the closing of the place, yes, a friday night when a lot of people go to the bar but she could not complain because she just works on wednesdays, thursdays and fridays because from monday to wednesday she studies and because saturdays and sundays it’s the turn of her other workmates that just can work those days, like the full time that it’s called.
Also she has good live music every night from a band called “Los Dominós”, they play traditional chilean folk music where the lyrics tell stories of canteens, life in the countryside, seductive stories and things of Chile.But some nights the band play other types of music of South America (like tango and samba, tango was the owner of the place’s favorite),Central America and the Caribbean (like salsa) that brings together several people to the dance floor every night and also you can drink and/or eat something.
Rosie loves the atmosphere and energy that is formed in the bar every night.
Has she had to deal with drunk people and fights? yes, but thanks to the universe she is not alone and she has the best workmate ever,Theo.
The bar “El periodista” she describes as bohemian and set with a vibe like Seb’s club from the movie La La Land but with more warm lights and a lot of pictures that makes the place 100% latin with legendary artists and defenders of human rights from the past.
Despite being only 20 years old (with a medium height) and just turned 18 when Mario, a member of her family, hired her.She is not afraid of the bar just some nights when is very late and she has to return to her home, but she needs the money to cover a part of her studies because her parents didn’t like the idea when she left the architectural career to study what she really loves, dance.
Rosie is quite original in her way of being, acting and thinking.She is one of those people that you don’t meet twice in life according to her friends and family that always emphasized that.
She is quite passionate, fighter for her ideals and always looking for justice that sometimes is an advantage for her and sometimes a disadvantage.
And she never ceases to surprise the rest and one never finishes knowing her according to her loved ones.
Without caring about the prejudices of society, she already has a couple but significant tattoos on her body but not all were visible and some were seen only if she was in bikini, underwear or naked.
With her originality and passion she always thinks that maybe her parents would have preferred her to be just like the most of teenagers, follow trends, listen the same music, etc but well, she likes the way she is.
She has dark brown hair and brown eyes that she inherited from her dad.A look so intense and deep that people always say her look is flirtatious and intimidating even though she wasn’t being flirty, it’s just something natural in her.Sometimes she excuse herself saying “it must be a latino thing, you know, the tastiness we have inside” but deep inside she knows that not everyone had her look.
What sometimes makes Rosie uncomfortable is her body (even when she is a dancer) because she has curves, big thighs and not much bust but she works daily on self esteem.
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It’s 10 pm when Rosie is cleaning glasses and thinking about her bed and how her dog should be waiting for her to sleep and her mind goes to another place by asking herself in which other place this is happening? maybe Cuba? maybe Mexico? she’s never going to know where exactly but she knows that people are having a good time like this in another place.But that thought was interrupted when she heard the door open and see a boy go into the bar, he has honey blond curls and hazel/green eyes that can be seen from a good distance.He looks like a character of a biker movie or like Grease with his leather jacket, shoes and shirt.
The boy is clearly surprised in a good way by the atmosphere and all the people dancing because he smiles immediately.That’s when Rosie realizes that he’s not from the area and that she will attend to him she says to Theo, who answers “okay” to Rosie thinking why the boy’s face is very familiar to him but he can’t remember where he had seen that face before.
It was a rainy day in fairyville when I saw my companion Antonio wrestling with the round front door outside.
I rushed over to let him in, seeing as the door could only open from the innerness of the house. I would usually clamber in through the windows when I came home each day. I knew I should've gotten someone to help fix it, but I could never be bothered.
"What are you doing here?" asked I.
He had a devilish grin upon his face as he revealed to me: "We are going to The Human World, dear Hogarth."
"The... That? How preposterous! You haven't been in the cannabis fields, have you, my friend?"
"I assure you I am of sound mind. I just had a thought - seeing as the vegetable crops are in dire circumstances as of late, what would be wrong with simply... popping into a Human house for a while to get whatever we may need?"
"Theft? Theft is your solution to our shortages? From Humans no less?"
"Yes. What do you think?"
"I think that is a marvelous idea. Where do we begin?"
It was indeed a marvelous idea. But not quite as "simple" as he had made it seem. See, we had to get past the fairies of the village without being spotted - not an easy task when all the winged inhabitants roam the skies freely.
Antonio, however, had a solution to this already.
"We will swim."
"Swim?" My body shuddered at the thought. "I find myself in a constant state of confusion and worry every time you speak, Antonio. Swimming is not my strong suit I'll have you know, which I thought I would never have to say after the dreaded incident of the boat contest. Do you wish to ridicule me?"
"No, no, I would never dream of it. You can simply grab a hold of me as I swim out!"
"'Simply'. You like to use that word, don't you. I'm not sure you know what it means."
We swam out that same day.
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They don't canonically talk like this (currently) it's just cause I read a chapter of ACD sherlock just now lol
