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#Victoria sponge recipe
bryonyashaw · 9 months
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𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗶 𝗩𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀
Victoria sponge cake is a British cake. It's a vanilla sponge cake that is sandwiched with jam and buttercream (or whipped cream)
𝙄𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨
𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙅𝙖𝙢:
• 500g/1lb 2oz strawberries, hulled and halved
• 500g/1lb 2oz jam sugar
𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚:
•175g/6oz unsalted butter, at room temperature, plus extra for greasing
•175g/6oz caster sugar
•3 large free-range eggs, beaten
•1 tsp vanilla extract
•175g/6oz self-raising flour
•300ml/10½fl oz double cream
•icing sugar, for dusting
𝗠𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗱 for the jam
1) You can just use pre-made jam from a jar to save time. Place the strawberries in a large saucepan and crush with a potato masher.
2) Add the jam sugar and heat gently, stirring continuously, until the sugar dissolves.
3) Keep stirring, increasing the heat, bringing it to a full rolling boil, one that bubbles vigorously, rises in the pan and cannot be stirred down.
4) Start timing and boil for four minutes only. Remove from the heat and set aside to cool.
𝗠𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗱 for the sponge
1) Preheat the oven to 190C(170C fan)/375F/Gas 5. Lightly grease the tins with butter.
2) To make the cakes, cream the butter and caster sugar together until the mixture is pale and light. Gradually add the beaten eggs, mixing well between each addition and scraping down the sides of the bowl from time to time. Add the vanilla extract and mix to combine.
3) Sift the flour into the bowl and fold in until the mixture is glossy and smooth.
4) Divide the mixture between the mini sandwich tin cups and level with a teaspoon.
5) Bake on the middle shelf of the oven for about 15 minutes until golden-brown and springy to the touch.
6) Leave the cakes to cool in the tin for two minutes and then ease onto a wire cooling rack and leave to cool completely.
7) Whip the cream to soft peaks and spoon into a piping bag fitted with a small plain nozzle.
8) Cut each cake in half horizontally with a bread knife.
9) Pipe one dot of the cream in the middle of each cake base and the rest in dots around the edges. Drizzle the jam over the cream, place the sponge tops on and lightly sift icing sugar over the cakes
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The Coronation of Victoria as Queen of the United Kingdom took place on Thursday, 28 June 1838, just over a year after she succeeded to the throne of the United Kingdom at the age of 18.
The ceremony was held in Westminster Abbey after a public procession through the streets from Buckingham Palace, to which the Queen returned later as part of a second procession.
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bakingbees · 1 year
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victoria sponge cake !!
sponge cake recipe under the cut
Makes: 2 tier sponge cake
Oven temp 170C
Ingredients::
4 large eggs
225g self-raising flour
1tsp baking powder
225g caster sugar
225g soft margarine
Recipe !!!!
grease and line 2 cake tines
light oven to 170C
cream together the butter and sugar
mix in eggs
fold in flour
bake for 15-20 minutes
decorate !
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Gluten Free Sponge Cake
Do you struggle with gluten free sponge cake that comes out dry and underwhelming? If so, I used to have this problem as well. In fact, it’s pretty common even with non-gluten free cakes. But after some experimenting, I’ve finally figured out how to make a perfect sponge cake that feels tender, springy and has just the right amount of moisture. 😍 
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truvia-australia · 2 years
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enpassants · 5 months
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what the actual hell was that extract a in english language it was ass
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andylynes-blog · 1 year
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Large All-In-One Victoria Sandwich by Mary Berry
A recipe from the latest book by #MaryBerry Mary Berry's Baking Bible
This must be the best known and loved of all family cakes. The all-in-one method takes away the hassle of creaming, and ensures success every time. Baking spreads give an excellent result, but the cake won’t keep as long. CUTS IN TO 6 GENEROUS SLICES 225g (8oz) baking spread, straight from the fridge 225g (8oz) caster sugar 4 large eggs 225g (8oz) self-raising flour 1 level teaspoon baking…
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santashouse · 2 years
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Victoria sponge recipe | GoodTo - christmasreview
Victoria sponge recipe | GoodTo – christmasreview
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oni28 · 11 months
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June 2023 Recipe_Sponge Cakes 
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[Recipe Information]
Victoria Sponge Cake
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8 serve
Category : Bake
Baking Level_02
Vegetarian-Safe
Required Ingredients for 8 serve : Raspberry Jam(1), Milk(2), Flour Or Sugar(1)
Lots challenge 'Simple Living' Compatible.
Group Cooking Compatible
Lemon Sponge Cake
Need 'Get To Work(EP01)'
8 serve
Category : Bake
Baking Level_02
Vegetarian-Safe
Required Ingredients for 8 serve : Lemon(2), Milk(1), Flour Or Sugar(1)
Lots challenge 'Simple Living' Compatible.
Group Cooking Compatible
All ingredients are optional
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>Victoria Sponge Cake
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good-chimes · 1 year
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In honor of Life series four, Life Series Bake Off AU
NEW SERIES LAUNCHES:
Nation charmed by fresh crop of 12 amateur bakers including intensely competitive student GRIAN, ambitious cake artists BDUBS and SCAR, scientific bread experts TANGO and IMPULSE, and ETHO who has no discernible social media presence and, rumor has it, doesn’t officially exist. Married couple JOEL and LIZZIE raise eyebrows—will they be able to compete against each other?—but this is settled when Lizzie immediately announces she would murder Joel in real life to win and has bought the kitchen knife set for it, and Joel lovingly declares he keeps an axe under his pillow in case this happens.
The judges as usual are renowned cake chef PEARL, bread expert MUMBO, and our two inimitable presenters: BIGB, beloved by the nation for his gentle reassurances of weeping contestants, and MARTYN whose main contribution is his trademark eyebrow waggles as we find out from the judges who’s in trouble this week.
TART WEEK (1)
Tart week gets off to a strong start, with contestant REN charming both the judges and Martyn with his exquisite tarte au citron and his total inability to let a double-entendre go to waste (‘I’m just a tart triumph all over’ he proclaims, to Martyn’s immediate delighted riposte ‘Mm, but what do you do on the weekends?’). Law student JIMMY is not so lucky when a misreading of the recipe leads to ten times the correct amount of butter and a catastrophic oven meltdown. Star baker goes to early favorite BDUBS for an exquisite three-tier tart showstopper.
Week one elimination is, of course, the hapless Jimmy, and the recaps are united on two fronts: it's always nice to see someone on the show who reminds you of your own midnight experiments, but holy shit Jimmy, did it not give you a clue when the melted butter started pouring out of the oven like you’d stabbed the spirit of margarine to death in there. Jimmy's butter meltdown becomes a meme and he sells T-shirts; Joel immediately posts a picture wearing one.
CAKE WEEK (2)
Week two brings cake week and an impressive performance from SCAR, who embarks on a showstopper Baked Alaska in the shape of a snow-covered mountain. Tranquil in the face of GRIAN’S constant disparaging comments about his whisking technique and browned meringue, Scar perseveres and is crowned star baker for the week, while Twitter immediately declares Grian the villain of the season. A contingent of viewers theorising ‘could this be flirting’ are swiftly shouted down on social media and retreat to a dedicated subthread on a cookery forum.
Last week’s star baker BDUBS seems distracted by his new-found friendships with the quiet ETHO, who spends hours on the surprisingly unambitious Victoria Sponge. A conspiracy theory emerges that Etho invented the Victoria Sponge, refuted by weak counterarguments like “cannot possibly be true” and “he would have to be several hundred years old.” Meanwhile the nation is won over by JOEL and LIZZIE’S chemistry as they trade quips and spatulas, unfortunately Joel is eliminated after a jam mishap, at which he declares “at least I went out after Jimmy.”
TEA-TIME WEEK (3)
Tea-time week brings florentines and shortbread, but it’s a sad week for love as REN is out after his overambitious scones fail to impress. “I’m heartbroken,” Martyn announces, and cannot be consoled even by Scott’s superb showstopper petite-fours. Ren was a good sport to the end, everyone agrees. Ren spotted at a Covent Garden coffee shop with Martyn three weeks later.
HALLOWEEN WEEK (4)
The mood is jovial for Halloween week, with judge MUMBO in fake vampire fangs while ETHO bakes cookies in the form of anatomically correct skulls. LIZZIE starts off with adorable witch-hat cupcakes in little witch hats, then spends the rest of the episode precisely and effortlessly crafting a blood red mirror glazed sachertorte which the presenters refuse to look at because it “makes them uncomfortable”, and is subsequently awarded star baker for the most genuine aura of threat ever achieved by a cake.
Meanwhile GRIAN and SCAR continue to genially snipe at each other throughout. TANGO asks BDUBS to turn his oven off at a crucial moment; unfortunately Bdubs forgets and then blames Tango for relying on him, leading to the charred mess of Tango’s showstopper and a social media uproar dubbed “OvenGate”. Bdubs alternately sorrowful and dramatically dismissive. This cruel betrayal knocks Tango out of the tent; a public petition is started for his reinstatement.
WEDDING WEEK (5)
Puppet theater designer CLEO has her star turn in wedding week with ranks of beautiful marzipan figurines on all her bakes. An intense rivalry develops between her and wedding-enthusiast BDUBS, who declares his magnificent fondant confection a dry run for his impending marriage to ETHO, a stranger he met ten days ago. When asked by presenters how much of this is a joke, Etho laughs and says “I guess?”, which leaves the nation none the wiser. Unfortunately IMPULSE’S canapes are considered uninspired and he is uninvited from both the wedding reception and the series.
BREAD WEEK (6)
The feared bread week comes around and all the artistic cake-makers wobble badly. SCAR and GRIAN just scrape through, but CLEO’S triumph last week turns to tragedy despite the trouble she has gone to to model a realistic centaur out of sourdough. Bdubs makes an impromptu speech to camera about how she was robbed but he intends to triumph in her honor.
MEDIEVAL WEEK (7)
The experimental medieval week takes the bakers on an outdoor camping trip where they will attempt to build their own stoves and use them to replicate historical bread techniques. BDUBS’S enthusiasm for this and his drive to impress ETHO turn out to be his downfall as, distracted, he builds a stove that bleeds heat and fails to brown his bread. Etho meanwhile excels at both the survival and breadmaking aspects, leading to a divide on Twitter on whether this level of competence is hot or just very concerning, potentially the cake equivalent of a serial killer. The Victoria Sponge theory is raised again. Etho alleviates some concerns by getting lost three times in an open field over the course of the episode, which loses him enough baking time that dark horse SCOTT pips him to the post of star baker.
WINTER WARMTH WEEK (8)
Week eight arrives and five bakers remain: LIZZIE and SCOTT are known to be good all-rounders, ETHO is the reigning technical expert, SCAR remains the favorite on the cakes side, and GRIAN is mainly known for his habit of constantly sneaking spoonfuls of Scar’s cake mix so he can mock the taste. Social media opinion is divided into “Grian is a good baker actually”, “Grian is only still in because of executive meddling”, and the small but determined contingent of “no guys we really think they’re flirting??” who have emerged from their cookery subthread unbowed and with compilations of video evidence.
The set gets cozy with winter warmth week. Brandy-based showstoppers are the order of the day, and LIZZIE wins the episode by crafting a biscuit unicorn with a mane you can set on fire. ETHO invents an intricate brandy plumbing system to shoot flaming alcohol above his plum pudding—this attempt is in fact a good deal too successful and instead sets MARTYN’S hair on fire. GRIAN comes to his aid but ends up adding more brandy. Judge PEARL extinguishes the flames with a bowl of cinnamon milk. The judges are clearly not feeling merciful when it comes to the scores and Etho’s run comes to a premature end.
DOUBLES WEEK (9)
Some old favorites return for doubles week, where each of the remaining four bakers is helped out by an eliminated contestant on the other end of the phone. GRIAN for once assesses the limits of his own talents and asks to pair up with ETHO, a plan that immediately pays off when the contestants are challenged with a tricky technical that sees them baking the perfect pumpernickel bread. SCAR, having asked to pair up with BDUBS, is quickly underwater as neither of them understand yeast.
Scar’s floundering proves too much for Grian, who belligerently passes along his pumpernickel tips from Etho, saving Scar’s technical enough for him to scrape through. When challenged by Martyn, Grian grudgingly admits, “I just want Scar to stay in, okay?” Some recaps clear him of his villain status; others are still convinced it’s a fluke.
Meanwhile SCOTT turns in an efficient technical with help from CLEO and also JIMMY, who is apparently sitting in Cleo’s living room just to heckle Scott. LIZZIE calls on husband JOEL, but a combination of overconfidence and flirting distracts them both, leading to a burnt crust and Lizzie’s elimination from the final four.
MERINGUE WEEK (Final Episode)
In the finale, SCOTT, SCAR, and GRIAN face off over a series of escalating meringue-based challenges. Whatever alliance sprung up between Grian and Scar in the last episode is clearly water under the bridge as the two of them obsessively steal each other’s ingredients and annoy each other into trivial mistakes. This escalates into a noisy quarrel over the main challenge of the week: an edible diorama of a cactus ring. Scar’s attempts to ‘aesthetically correct’ Grian’s mountain diorama leads to Grian melting his sugar-spun cacti with a crème brulée torch.
The two are no longer speaking by the showstopper, where Grian embarks on a desperate attempt to make up points with an ambitious trifle in a castle-shaped wall of macarons while Scar builds his own grand macaron diorama. The clock ticks down. Scott is creating an impeccable strawberry pavlova. The trifle is going badly. Grian is covered in sugar and regret. BigB pats him reassuringly on the shoulder.
At the last moment, Scar sacrifices half his perfect macarons to donate to Grian’s diorama. Grian, for once lost for words, grabs his apron and kisses him right in front of Martyn’s swiftly-derailed countdown. “Grian had a beautiful artistic vision,” Scar says sentimentally afterwards. “You have to respect the craft!” They snog behind the tasting table. Mumbo gamely attempts to award points. Pearl in a laughing fit behind the cameras. Martyn and BigB solemnly wrap up the shot with Martyn’s best cake-based innuendoes. Grian and Scar do not notice.
Scott wins the series. He got so many more points on the cactus ring technical.
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I was wondering if you could explain how the Matrix actually... works? Is it more like a Time Lord artificial afterlife, or just a collection of knowledge? Do you ask your dead housekeeper for her cookie recipe, or do you just access it like Google?
Absolutely!
What is the Matrix?
Think about Wikipedia.
Now, imagine if Wikipedia had detailed profile pages of every single member of the human race that had lived since its inception in 2001 (around 7.5~ billion individual, heavily detailed profiles).
Then, imagine each profile page had a little downloadable file that was that person's consciousness.
Next, think about how every person's knowledge gained in their life is spread throughout that Wikipedia on every single subject.
Now, think, 'What if Wikipedia had a plugin that could tell you future events based on all the information it has from all these people's experiences?'
Finally, put all this into a cool little weird video game that uses virtual reality.
If you can imagine that, you're pretty close.
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Functions of the Matrix
Knowledge Repository: The Matrix acts as an archive, containing the lived histories and profiles of every Time Lord that's lived, and all the knowledge they gained in their life.
Quick Updates: Living Time Lords are biologically connected to the Matrix, able to access the information at will (except if you've been a bad Time Lord, of course). When they die the Matrix automatically creates their profile page when they die, so their entire life goes to the Time Lord Wiki for the benefit of all.
Simulated Reality: If entered, the environment is a simulated reality where the personalities of deceased Time Lords can continue to exist. This can make it seem like a kind of artificial afterlife where you could potentially interact with past or future incarnations of Time Lords.
Predictive Tool: The Matrix generates prophecies and foresees potential futures, guiding Time Lords in making informed decisions about potential timelines.
Physical and Astral Projection: Time Lords can also use the Matrix to project their images across spacetime or within the confines of a TARDIS, communicating across vast distances or even between different temporal phases. Isn't that handy?
Security and Integrity
Despite its advanced capabilities, the Matrix isn't infallible. It can be tampered with, and its data can be manipulated or stolen, which is considered a helluva crime on Gallifrey. The Matrix also uses various safeguards, like Cloister Wraiths and living fibre optic cables that act like firewalls to protect its most critical data.
Access and Interaction
Access to the Matrix varies; it can be through physical terminals, via direct neural connections, or by using artefacts. Once inside, users can navigate a realm where physical laws are malleable and where their thoughts can shape reality because anything is possible.
In practical terms, if you're deadset on finding that cookie recipe, the Matrix could definitely provide access to that knowledge, either by allowing you to interact with the housekeeper's stored personality or by just retrieving the information like a search engine. Alternatively, you could shirk your holiday in Disneyland and jump right into the Matrix to spend a day being attacked by virtual blancmanges and Victoria sponges until you find what you need.
Hope that helped! 😃
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elapugh · 1 year
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Birthday surprise
florence pugh x reader
tags: fluff, soft
summary: it's Florence's birthday and you and she are celebrating together.
warning: english is not my first language so forgive any mistakes.
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note: This is just a beautiful idea that I had developed into a kind of concept. If you have any plots, feel free to send me a message, I'd really appreciate it! That's it, enjoy!!
It was Florence's birthday. January 3rd and it was still cold in the city. You went out to the nearest shop driving in your car to buy what you needed for the surprise party.
The aisles of the supermarket were full after the Christmas and New Year celebrations. The party section wasn't very big but it had all you needed to decorate. You took a silver balloon number twenty-seven and some coloured hats.
A cake was quite necessary, so you walked over to the local bakery to check out the different flavours they had. Carrot and walnut cake, vanilla cupcakes, lemon cheesecake, layered rainbow cake, cinnamon tea cake, double chocolate mousse cake and many more flavours unleashed delicious aromas that reached your nose.
In the end you decided on a victoria sponge cake, only little things were missing, like drinks. So after having your shopping trolley full you head to the checkout to pay for everything and go back home to decorate everything.
You and Florence have been a couple for a few years now and have been living together for a few months. Your house was large and quite homely, with a beautiful bedroom that you shared, and most importantly, something Florence had insisted on, a spacious kitchen, perfect for making delicious recipes.
After a road trip you arrive at the house you share and prepare everything for Florence's arrival. After the surprise you would go out for dinner and then maybe come home looking forward to hanging out with Billie.
You blew up the balloons, placed some confetti, a "Happy Birthday" banner and the cake on the centre table. You heard the keys through the door and the sound of the lock being unlocked. You turned off the lights and hid behind the sofa.
The door was opened and Florence came in. "Honey, are you here? I'm home!" she yelled.
"Surprise!!!" you shouted coming out from behind the couch and turning on the lights, recording with your phone her reaction.
It had been a few weeks without seeing each other due to film recordings Florence had, so you both hugged each other tightly when you were reunited.
You turned off the phone and put it in your pocket, took her face in your hands and kissed her forehead, nose, cheeks... her whole face was covered with your kisses and she laughed happily to see you.
"Happy Birthday, love of my life. I hope you're ready, because we're leaving" And with that you grabbed her wrist, and walked out the door.
You ended up having dinner under a beautiful tree under the starlight. Delicious dishes adorned the grass that was covered by a blanket, and even though it was night the moon was perfect to shine on the two of you.
The night ended with sweet kisses filled with love, celebrating a birthday together. But the best part of the day was snuggling under the covers in your room, with Billie at your feet, cuddling quietly and with little touches on your bare skin, as you hummed songs and listened to each other's breaths.
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ddagent · 2 months
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For your new ask game, how about just a J, really 💚
Hahaha brilliant suggestion! J is for Jam-Making, today (yes, seriously, that was my first thought).
Aziraphale Fell had a secret. Well, two secrets if you counted the recipe for his strawberry jam. It was always a winner at the summer fete, winning that bright blue ribbon. He used it in his Victoria sponge cake, too, earning delightful gasps from his fellow villagers on every other Friday during the cake morning at the village hall. Aziraphale enjoyed collecting the fruit and boiling it down and decorating the little white label with delicately inked strawberries. But he had never shared his recipe - not with anyone.
But he would. With him.
It was still early, although the children had been called in and the sound of the radio could be heard echoing throughout the street. But not the house next door. Crowley's house. He and Aziraphale shared a wall; two lonely bachelors surviving after the war. Aziraphale was a dedicated servant to the small town: he was the schoolmaster and attended church three times a week and did errands for the elderly and infirm on the street. Crowley smoked cigarettes in their shared tin bath tub and strode around in a thin linen shirt and swore and cursed and stared at Aziraphale as if he was a delightful spoonful of strawberry jam, simmering in sweetness.
Blushing at the thought of Crowley's heated gaze, Aziraphale rapped twice on number 66. The door flung open. "Aziraphale. Always a pleasure."
"Crowley." The man himself was leaning against the doorframe, cigarette in hand, suspenders draped over the waistband of his trousers. He looked suitably ruffled and Aziraphale could not help but think back to the sounds he heard through the wall. Flushing, he simply thrust his hands out with the small pot. "Here."
"Oh. Jam. That's—"
"—it's handmade. From the plants I grow in the small garden out back. I thought you could have some on your breakfast. Jam on toast." Aziraphale faltered as Crowley stared at the small jam jar. "It's good. Well, the Parish Council seem to think so. And the WI. And the vicar." Again, he said nothing. Just stared. "You'll have to see for yourself tomorrow at breakfast—"
"—can't I see now?" Crowley unscrewed the jar, before dipping his thumb inside. He then removed his thumb, laden with strawberry jam, and sucked it between his lips. His cheeks hollowed, before his thumb left Crowley's lips with an audible pop. Aziraphale's cheeks turned a rosy hue; the back of his collar a little damp. Well, fuck. "You're right. Delicious. Thank you; you're an Angel."
With a brief nod, Crowley retreated back inside his home. Aziraphale, after straightening his waistcoat, did the same. He was supposed to be making more jam for Missus Sandwich. Instead, Aziraphale laid in bed and replayed every look, every sound, until he could barely think of jam without also thinking of Crowley.
Give me a letter - that’s the first letter of the AU I’ll think up for Aziraphale/Crowley and write you 200 words or more!
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maelstroms-blog · 1 year
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This is just a silly thought i had, it took me ages to put it into words. [I forgot how to grammar],.then of course.it dissolved into hurt/comfort. Oh well.
Dream had seen many times, always in dreams. Birthday parties. How he detested the noise, the shouting, the lights, bright and flashing, and the vivid colours that all blended into one.
It was an irritable sight, but one that had to be tolerated. To be the embodiment of the unconscious mind, unfortunately, involved birthday dreams.
Dream never saw rhe point, humans celebrating their march towards his sister, only to balk and fight against her embrace.
Truly, confusing creatures.
No, Dream never paid the ritual much attention, not since his poor Orpheus was alive. Then, he met a certain immortal, who was turning 667.
It was through an overheard conversation, between Hob and Mervyn of all people, or creatures, having a cigarette break. Through the thick plumes of smoke, he watched his Hob smile,
'Do you know what I miss? Birthday cakes,'
'What are you talking about?' Mervyn grunted,
'Birthday cakes!' He repeated, gesturing wildly, 'To make a cake from scratch and gift it to your loved one, there's just something so wonderfully human about it, don't you think?'
His brown eyes sparkled, the same way they did when Dream first met Hob. That mischievous gleam. Dream had to physically restrain himself from pouncing on him.
Mervyn sighed, 'I guess,'
Hob sighed, 'It's been centuries since I received a birthday cake. A big one with icing and cream and all sugary nonsense.'
Dream could see the appeal, before their centennial meetings, cakes would have been akin to gold. Only for the upper class. Hob would have been lucky to see one, let alone taste one.
'Victoria sponge was my favourite, simple, sweet.' The noise he made shouldn't have sent a shiver up Dream's spine, but it did.
Mervyn grunted, 'Don't have a taste for sugary things,'
'You're missing out,'
'Can't you just go to a shop and buy one?- he blew smoke out of his eye holes,
'You got cake money, don't you?'
'I do, but it's not as good as homemade, especially getting one as a gift.'
Dream didn't hear the rest, he retreated into the shadows, a plan already forming in his mind.
It was another week before Dream could find the time. He waited until Hob left his flat, locking the door behind him. Dream waited then appeared in his kitchen. It was clean, modern, with a few antique appliances, ones that Dream had only seen in dreams. He glanced at the oven, eyeing it the way you would a wild animal.
Dream turned, opening his book to the correct page. There were plenty of baking books in the library and Lucienne was quick to find an adequate one. She offered it with a knowing smile. He said nothing, focusing instead on the task at hand.
He preheated the oven, although he didn't see the point. Why would an oven need warning to do its job?
The first step was easy, finding a bowl, pouring in flour. The flour did end up being tricky, a powdery cloud shot into the air, settling in Dream's hair. His nose twitched, he sneezed. He shook his head, sending a flurry of powder to the ground.
Engrossed, he didn't look up when he heard familiar flapping, Hob left the window open for a reason.
'Hey boss,' Matthew greeted, 'What're you-,'
He stopped, head tilting as he took in Dream's appearance. His usual dark demeanor, dyed white with flour, whilst a rainbow apron was tied around his tiny waist. He supposed it was an odd sight for a king. He didn't care, it was for Hob.
'What is it, Matthew?' Dream asked, voice as regal as ever, 'I am busy,'
'I can see that, just checking up.'
Dream looked at his raven,
'Lucienne sent you, didn't she?'
Matthew ducked his head, 'What? No.'
Dream sighed, 'Well, since you are here, you can offer some assistance,'
'Oh, good...'
Dream didn't notice his tone, he was pulling out eggs and scanning the recipe.
'Fold in two eggs,'
Dream looked at the bowl, he looked at the eggs. With one quick motion, Dream pulled the mixture back and tucked the eggs inside, like the eggs were his sleeping subjects.
Matthew cawed, 'Uh, boss, what're you doing?'
'Baking a cake,' Dream answered, simply,
'Yeah, but the eggs?'
'The recipe states to fold in the eggs,' he picked up a whisk,
'Are you saying it's wrong?'
'No, you're meant to crack the eggs, to make it all liquid-y.'
As if on cue, there was an ungodly crunch when Dream plunged his whisk into the bowl.
Matthew hid his face under his wing. He hoped Hob liked his cake crunchy.
'Did you add sugar?'
Dream's mixing paused, 'Was I supposed to?'
'...yes,'
'Cakes are inherently sweet, are they not?'
'No!' Matthew spread his wings, 'You need sugar,' he flapped around Hob's kitchen, 'Where does he keep the sugar?'
'I do not know,' he reached for a blue bottle and upended it. The stench of vanilla was overpowering, even Dream was wrinkling his nose.
'Too much!' Matthew then raised his beak, sniffing at the air,
'Uh, boss, did you turn the oven on?'
At his question, Dream actually looked smug,
'Indeed, it was the first step,'
Matthew shifted nervously from claw to claw,
'How high though?'
In leiu of an answer, a burst of black smoke billowed out of the oven. Matthew screamed, in a surpringly human-like way.
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Hob had lived a long life, a very long life, and there are some things you never forget. It was in London when he first became acquainted with it. That horrible, burning smell. It permeated the air until you could taste the ash on your tongue. It had been weeks until Hob's skin healed, even longer for him to stop coughing.
He never forgot that smell, though. And now, as he entered his flat, his nostrils burning. He immediately grabbed his extinguisher and burst through the door, he was met with a very strange sight.
His oven, on fire, a screaming, squaking raven, frantically trying to put out said fire by splashing in the sink, and at the counter, his lover, the king of dreams and Nightmares, waving Hob's own rainbow apron, trying to quell the flames.
Icy blue eyes, normally so calm, shimmered with galaxies as he panicked. Matthew let out another shriek, his wing lit up like a candle.
Wasting no more time, Hob pulled the pun and sprayed the entire kitchen.
Once everything was doused, and Matthew was calmed down, Hob led the way out of the ruined kitchen to the couch for first aid.
'What, pray tell?' Hob began, rubbing cream on Dream's hand,
'Possesed you to ignite my kitchen?'
He wasn't angry, and for that, Dream was grateful. Despite the other man's weak attempt at levity, Dream didn't miss the flicker in his brown eyes, especially at his hands. His usual, pale skin was blistered red. It would heal when Dream thought about it, but he didn't. He kept the burns.
Matthew, unusually quiet, was grounded, his left wing hidden under a bag of ice and curled up.in Dream's lap, his little body shivering from leftover adrenaline. Every so often, Dream would place a hand on his raven, soothing him, hoping his touch would convey his apology.
Dream looked away, 'I...wanted to surprise you,'
'Well, you succeeded,' Hob smiled, it vanished when Dream bowed his head,
'I am...sorry,' he muttered, 'Believe me, this was not my intention.'
'Course, duck, I know that,' he gently patted his shoulder, Dream continued, or tried to,
'I-I wanted...I-I heard-,'
'He wanted to make you a birthday cake,' Matthew piped up, then promptly went back to silently shivering. Dream hugged him closer, more grateful than ever for his outspoken raven.
Hob blinked, 'A cake?' Why would you-,' then he realised,
'Oh, you heard me talking with Mervyn,' he sighed. At the sound, Dream stiffened and turned away. This was the worst possible outcome, and he couldn't even reach for his sand. He flexed his sensitive fingers. A beat passed, Hob silently looked at his lover, then, wrapped his arms around the Dream king.
Dream could only blink in surprise,
'Why? Why are you?' His voice was thick, he couldn't move his head to look at Hob but could feel him nuzzling into his messy, wet hair.
'Oh, my love, thank you,' Hob breathed, near tears,
'Why are you thanking me? I failed to create your birthday cake, and in doing so, I ruined your kitchen,' his eyes misted over,
'I don't deserve your gratitude.'
Hob gently shushed him,
'You're wrong, you do deserve my gratitude. You went out of your way to make me something, something you had no clue how to make, all that you did know was that you wanted to make me happy,' Hob gently raised Dream's head, until he could look into dark, watery eyes,
'No one has done that for me in centuries.'
'But your kitchen-,'
'I can have it fixed, what matters is that you're OK,' he lifted Dream's bandaged hand to his lips, carefully, as if a kiss could heal the skin.
'And me,' Matthew piped up, he was rewarded with a head scratch.
'I truly am sorry, Hob,'
'I know, duck,' he rubbed his thumb along Dream's cheek, wiping away a stray, sparkling tear.
'But, hey, isn't it the thought that counts?'
Dream couldn't help himself, he let out a small laugh. At the sound, Hob hugged him tighter, kissing him all over.
'Hey, come on you guys,' Matthew cawed, 'I'm traumatised enough already.'
Based off that scene from Sleeping beauty
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Truvia Sugar Blends can help lower your overall sugar intake while keeping sweet treats on the menu. Truvia Sugar Blends are a blend of Truvia Natural Sweetener and sugar, so they provide sugar-like taste and texture in your recipes.
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The Cherry On Top 🍒 // Matty Healy X OC// Social Media AU
Some more Matty × Amy & Ross × Eve content for the lil series I've got going on 🤭💓
Faceclaims :
Amy Mitchell - Daisy Edgar Jones.
Eve Beaty - India Mullen
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Mitch_Amsxx Baking in a hotel room kitchen was not easy, but doing it in New York is the cherry on top of my new Victoria Sponge Cake recipe🤭. New recipe & video out tomorrow loves xx
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evehewson Obsessed with that smile of yours Gorgeous 🥰
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx Love youuuu xx
Jamie.Mitch you got any games on your phone?
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx Can you stfu 🥰🤭
⤷ Jamie.Mitch That's no way to talk to your little sister 😪
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx 😐😐
Eviebeats I see what you're doing, and I feel physically ill....
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx What? There's nothing going on here? I'm justing baking sweet treats and minding my own business ☺️
⤷ Eviebeats Is that what we're calling this now....sweet treats 😉
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx Don't be gross 🙃
Charli_xcx me × you collab when? 👀
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx Whenever you're free, my angel 🤭🤭
The1975_fan_1 don't know how I've ended up here....but is that Matty in the 2nd pic orrrr.....👁👄👁
⤷ trumanblackstan ohhh 100% I'd know literally half of his face or a pixel of it from a mile away, and that's HIM!
MattysCurlz Who is she, and how does she know Matty 😐
⤷ 75SATVB She's an Irish Baker on Social Media. Don't really know how they know each other, but he started following her back in February 🙃
⤷ MattysCurlz Literally never heard of her before 😭
⤷ 75SATVB Yeah, not a lot of people outside the UK and Ireland have, but here in Ireland (especially Dublin), she's really popular. Everyone just kinda knows who she is
trumanblack ❤️❤️❤️
⤷ User EXCUSE ME 😨
⤷ beckyfrnglomg Hi 👀
⤷ change.of.heartz MATTHEW!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️
⤷ Ellies_1975 I go for a nap, sleep peacefully, and this is what I woke up to 😃💀
denise_welch can't wait to see what you've cooked up this time love 🤭
⤷ Mitch_Amsxx 🥹❤️
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Eviebeats "You're so beautiful"
"And you're so handsome"
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trumanblack Hi Evie! 👋😊
⤷ Eviebeats Hi Matthew 😐
⤷ 75Fan01 oooo, she doesn't like him (same) 💀
Mitch_Amsxx Oh my days, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen 🥹💓
⤷ Eviebeats my lil sunflower 🥹😘💓
Charli_xcx sun-kissed goddess ✨️😍
⤷ Eviebeats sadly its fake because I'm in New York in November, but my god, do I love you, Char 😭💓
carly.rh wow, just wow! Such a beauty inside and out! ❤️🔥
⤷ Eviebeats ILY Mi Amor 💝
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⤷ Eviebeats I feel like I see a pattern here 🥹
rass1975 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
⤷ Eviebeats AHHH!! STOP IT 😭❤️
75DUBLIN OHHHH!!! The Irish fangirls are WINNING!!!
⤷ 1975_Fan_02 YES! Seeing Matty apparently dating an Irish ICON and her best friend Eve being friendly with all of them. The Irish really are winning rn 😭🙏
evehewson Who's out here calling MY wife beautiful, and who TF are you calling handsome🏃‍♀️🤜
⤷ Eviebeats Nobody....just you, bbygirl 😅🙂
⤷ evehewson ummm....sure 👀
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Hiiii!!!! This is just a lil something while I write Ross & Eve's first date, so bare with me while I jump ahead and make fake posts for the MSG gigs that haven't happened yet 😭❤️
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