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The Secret Ingredient is Love - art by @captainironnerd

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Siil Design In Process So yeah. This is how the boi looks like. I'm still working on it and it's still a work in progress but hey I'm trying. This might be a ref? Crappy camera so I'll put some info about him later.

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10. What are some facts readers may not know about "The secret ingredient is love"?

The “official” date of conception for this fic is December 14th, 2018! I was planning on writing it alone, but kept pestering Elle until she said yes. The exact conversation was Al: write it with me; Elle: maybe I could?

We thought each chapter was going to be “maybe 2.5k”. When Elle wrote her first chapter and it ended up almost 5k we were both like “it’s fine, the next chapter will be shorter!”. Spoiler: the chapters did not get shorter and the fic ended up being twice as long as we predicted it would be.

One of the very first things we decided about SIiL was that we didn’t want Bobbi or Hunter to win - we thought it was important that their “prize” was each other and not the competition.

We looked up basically every recipe that was included in one of the chapters. Some of the ideas we got from the various seasons of bakeoff and some of them were ‘that would be fun!’ but the very first draft of our outline was just what the signature, technical, and showstopper bakes were for each week.

Related: Elle cannot, for the life of her, spell ‘choux’. Every mention of choux pastry had to be corrected. 

The inclusion of the baby bird at the end was a relatively last-minute addition, if I remember correctly? Elle and I talked a lot about we wanted it to be clear that they were moving forward in their relationship together in a healthy way, and to me/us being prepared to bring a child into their relationship was a big part of that. 

@robotgort anything fun to add?

(send me a question every fic writer wants to be asked!)

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39(?) “If you’re making a cake, can I have the bowl when you’re done?” + huntingbird + SIiL verse? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

“Hey, love.” Bobbi startled when Hunter’s voice came from behind her, and he chuckled softly as he kissed the shell of her ear.

“Need help with the dishes?”

“I’m fine,” she said, returning her focus to the sink of soapy water in front of her.

“Are you sure? Because you’ve been holding the plate for the last minute while you stared into space.”

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where the love-light gleams: a huntingbird fic

Summary: When they're invited back to All-Star Baker as judges for the Christmas episode, Lance Hunter and Bobbi Morse are ectastic. The weekend brings both trials and triumphs as they struggle to make their first Christmas as a family of almost-three worth celebrating, and try to help others find love along the way. At the end of it all, everyone's learned a little more about what it means to be home for Christmas. The sequel to The Secret Ingredient is Love, written with @robotgort!

Sneak Peek:

“I can’t believe we’re back,” Hunter said, taking Bobbi’s hand.

The sunlight was bright and sharp, even in what passed for winter in North Carolina, but the pleasant temperature sure was certainly a nice change from the frozen Cape. Guilt crept in. They should really check in on Piper at Mockingbirds, but the middle of the morning rush probably wasn’t the best time.

Unless there wasn’t a morning rush, because of some unforeseen disaster and-

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the secret ingredient is love: a huntingbird fic

Chapter 10: Finals Week & Chapter 11: Epilogue!

Sneak Peek:

The house was abuzz with activity, and Hunter would be lying if he said he wasn’t overwhelmed by it all. The camera crew from the show was flitting around, trying to find the best places in the house to film while simultaneously chattering about how they were going to separate what footage belonged to Bobbi and what belonged to Hunter. Apparently the show’s producers had never considered what would happen to the home visits if two of their contestants cohabitated.

“Okay?” Bobbi asked, appearing at his elbow.

“Yeah.” Hunter stepped out of the way as a cameraman walked by, pausing to crouch by the kitchen counter before beginning to move again. “I’m discovering I don’t like interruptions in my routine.”

Read it on Ao3! (Note: This fic is rated E!)