Peter’s Orange Spiced Cake

rhindons:

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@pevensienet challenge #4: Recipes & Delicacies

Peter realized and wholeheartedly did not what to do as he realized Christmas was coming. Christmas in Narnia was even a bit different than it’s time back in England. Which made the whole thought even more confusing. His Birthday fell two days before Christmas. In England, his mother did her best to not have his Birthday not be intentionally missed because of the idea of just waiting until Christmas to celebrate as if it was more convenient. His parents would give him one gift for his Birthday. This was the same for his three other siblings as well. Otherwise, it was rather quiet. 

Peter did not want to say much about it because it seemed rather selfish, but he wanted to know when, what day, his Birthday would be. Even if he missed it. 

Lucy though did not miss it. Or she hoped she did not. Seasons and even time ran differently in Narnia. So once it was two days before Christmas, she came from the kitchen with a proud smug and a cake with orange slices shining in the candlelight of that evening. 

The Narnians throughout Cair eventually realized that this was the High King’s Birthday. A few years later of progressively larger amount of guest and festivities, the Christmas Festival lasted three days: the Birthday of the High King, the Day of Peace, and the Christmas Ball. 

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Peter’s Orange Spiced Cake

rhindons:

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@pevensienet challenge #4: Recipes & Delicacies

Peter realized and wholeheartedly did not what to do as he realized Christmas was coming. Christmas in Narnia was even a bit different than it’s time back in England. Which made the whole thought even more confusing. His Birthday fell two days before Christmas. In England, his mother did her best to not have his Birthday not be intentionally missed because of the idea of just waiting until Christmas to celebrate as if it was more convenient. His parents would give him one gift for his Birthday. This was the same for his three other siblings as well. Otherwise, it was rather quiet. 

Peter did not want to say much about it because it seemed rather selfish, but he wanted to know when, what day, his Birthday would be. Even if he missed it. 

Lucy though did not miss it. Or she hoped she did not. Seasons and even time ran differently in Narnia. So once it was two days before Christmas, she came from the kitchen with a proud smug and a cake with orange slices shining in the candlelight of that evening. 

The Narnians throughout Cair eventually realized that this was the High King’s Birthday. A few years later of progressively larger amount of guest and festivities, the Christmas Festival lasted three days: the Birthday of the High King, the Day of Peace, and the Christmas Ball. 

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andhumanslovedstories:

throughshadow-to-the-edgeofnight:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

If your fic is 1000 words long, you can’t tag it slow burn. It’s not slow burn. That is a matchstick. And this is my personal bias here but if those motherfuckers you’re writing experience significant forward momentum in their relationship in under 5k words, then that is just a regular old burn. Slow burn should be borderline intolerable and a mistake to start reading at 2 in the morning.

If the fic doesn’t have multiple scenes where two people almost kiss but then don’t because of a contrived interruption that they are both grateful for and angry about, until the desperate reader is forced every other paragraph to mutter, “this is fucking ridiculous, this is bullshit, I’m so fucking mad, please update sooooooooooon,” then it isn’t a slow burn. It is a romance and that is a lovely thing but. Slow burns should feel like being set on fire unto your death but the tinder is people not kissing and the spark is people who don’t admit they love each other and the whole thing is. You know. Slow.

CORRECT

I once read a slow burn where the main pairing didn’t even speak to each other ontil 80k words in

This is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever read and the only true slow burn fic

andhumanslovedstories:

throughshadow-to-the-edgeofnight:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

If your fic is 1000 words long, you can’t tag it slow burn. It’s not slow burn. That is a matchstick. And this is my personal bias here but if those motherfuckers you’re writing experience significant forward momentum in their relationship in under 5k words, then that is just a regular old burn. Slow burn should be borderline intolerable and a mistake to start reading at 2 in the morning.

If the fic doesn’t have multiple scenes where two people almost kiss but then don’t because of a contrived interruption that they are both grateful for and angry about, until the desperate reader is forced every other paragraph to mutter, “this is fucking ridiculous, this is bullshit, I’m so fucking mad, please update sooooooooooon,” then it isn’t a slow burn. It is a romance and that is a lovely thing but. Slow burns should feel like being set on fire unto your death but the tinder is people not kissing and the spark is people who don’t admit they love each other and the whole thing is. You know. Slow.

CORRECT

I once read a slow burn where the main pairing didn’t even speak to each other ontil 80k words in

This is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever read and the only true slow burn fic

tyrannosaurus-rex:

mineyoung-churyuu:

hubriscomplex:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

8ddict:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

captainlordauditor:

some iconic dialogue that sounds like its from the great canon of literature but are actually from memes

  1. I will face God and walk backwards into Hell
  2. “I’ll do whatever you want” “then perish”
  3. I have been through hell and come out singing

feel free to add more!

  • There are no gods here
  • Do I look like the kind of man who dies
  • God’s dead and soon we will be too
  • I thought there were no heroes left in this world 

• you kneel before my throne unaware that it was built on lies

  • Impudent of you to assume I will meet a mortal end
  • This is hell’s territory and I am beholden to no gods
  • Bury me shallow, I’ll be back

– take this gift, for the gods surely won’t

  • God wishes he were me
  • One day, you will be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe, and you will have to justify the space you’ve filled

Violence for Violence is the Rule of Beasts

tyrannosaurus-rex:

mineyoung-churyuu:

hubriscomplex:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

8ddict:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

captainlordauditor:

some iconic dialogue that sounds like its from the great canon of literature but are actually from memes

  1. I will face God and walk backwards into Hell
  2. “I’ll do whatever you want” “then perish”
  3. I have been through hell and come out singing

feel free to add more!

  • There are no gods here
  • Do I look like the kind of man who dies
  • God’s dead and soon we will be too
  • I thought there were no heroes left in this world 

• you kneel before my throne unaware that it was built on lies

  • Impudent of you to assume I will meet a mortal end
  • This is hell’s territory and I am beholden to no gods
  • Bury me shallow, I’ll be back

– take this gift, for the gods surely won’t

  • God wishes he were me
  • One day, you will be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe, and you will have to justify the space you’ve filled

Violence for Violence is the Rule of Beasts